My Honor

is yours.


So, how was your day? mine is very difficult... I'm sad, ya?

डी ओ न टी र ए अ डी टी ह I एस

.. for soon it will bleed your eyes...

This is Mina. Writing. Yeah.
Well, I noticed that there aren't any AxelXRiku fanfics anywhere worth reading. I really like them and I wanted to read one, but see, there just aren't any around! I Frowned and shook my head, it seems as though it is my civic duty to write a Riku Axel Fanfic. Now, I am so not saying that it's going to be Worth reading, or that its any better than anyone else's, I am just going to say that I tried. That is pretty much all I can do at this point. Happy day!
Introduction/Preface
I planned to get up this morning, and make something of an appearance at the Organization. I also planned to make breakfast, take a shower, brush my teeth, get dressed (yes, I DO brush my teeth naked) and burn something.
I Didn't.
I Slept in till noon, skipped the shower, burned toast, and called Demyx to take notes from the meeting for me. He didn't sound too surprised when I told him I had caught no-workie-for-axel-idus. He said not to worry and then I went back to bed. I rock like that. I woke up about six hours later and this time, I took the shower. I went to find Demyx at the organization, and I knew that he would probably still be in the hall of empty melodies. He always plays there for hours, and tries to perfect his song, but he always finds some flaw, and always he makes another adjustment. As I walked through Betwixt and between, I ran into someone in organization garb, But they didn't even recognize me as I walked by. They still had their hood on, and once they had seen me looking at them, they ran.
Like he could get away from me.
I went after him, (and by this time, I knew it was a him. No woman could run as fast as I can!) But he was faster than I anticipated, and he almost got away through a portal, But I jumped in after him and as soon as I landed, face first on a cold metal floor, that I should have stayed home. When I looked up, He was standing there, looming over me like a skyscraper. When I tried to get up, He Kicked me back down and pressed his boot between my shoulder blades so that I couldn't get up or move my arms, then He tied my hands and drew a blade out to graze my neck. His hands were unsteady, and He cut my ear along the lobe, and the blood dripped down onto my cheek. The rope around my wrists was coarse and it hurt whenever I tried to move them.
He grabbed me by my hair ad pulled me to my knees, and then he whispered in my ear, “ It was a mistake for you to follow me, you should have just tended yourself, now look what you've made me do.” as he was saying this, so many things were running through my mind, trying to find a weak point, scanning the dark room uselessly, as everything was hidden in shadows. When it finally sunk in that this guy had power over me, power that I couldn't control, I closed my eyes, and I would have hung my head, if He didn't have my hair in a death grip. Just then he pulled harder, and said in a menacing voice, “Did you hear me?” “Yeah, I got that much. What are you going to do with me? What were you doing in Organization XIII?” I said, and to my surprise, he let go of me. And when I say he let go, I mean he let go of my hair and I dropped face first, again, on the cold floor. “Look at you, trying to ask all the questions. Don't you know what you are? You’re my prisoner now. I am the only one that's going to be asking any questions, and if you know what's good for your well being, you'll answer me. Got it-”
“Memorized? Yes, and that’s MY theme.” I said, Pushing off the ground with lightning speed. He had been caught off guard, and I jumped into the air to make my move. He raised his hands to block any attack I would have made, but I only used his defense to my advantage. I launched off his guard, knocking him to the ground, and drew my knees to my chest before bringing my bound hands in front of me. I landed on the metal floor with a loud clang and looked up to find Him back on his feet and dashing in my direction.
His blade was drawn and his hood had fallen back, revealing silver-white hair that went back with the force of his speed. He was wearing a white blindfold, of all things, which was wrapped tightly around his head. When he came within reach, I went to kick the weapon out of his hands and He ducked, Kind of lame of me to think that that would work... Oh well. The kick left me with my back to him and when I turned, he sliced me above the collarbone, and when I went to grab my wound his roundhouse kicked me to the head. Damn that smarts.
Part One: Overpowered
The man in the black hood was nowhere in sight when I woke up. The room I found myself in was dimly lit by oil lamps, candles, and a small fireplace in which red embers still glowed, fire-less. My arms were free, but I couldn't feel them, they were numb at my side. My head felt as though it had been stepped on by an elephant, and a drum pounded in my ears. I tried to move my legs but they too, were numb. The shadows that played over the walls in this room, and the flickering candles gave life to the fears that were breaking the surface of my mind.
'Where am I?'
There was a creaking sound from the corner of the room, and a silhouette of a man walked to the far corner of the bed and rested his hands on the wooden frame. By this time my head was clearing and I remembered everything, the man in the black blindfold, the fight... It was then when he looked up, revealing his face.
It was the same man as before, and he said something low, something that sounded sinister, yet I couldn't make out the words. The needle he withdrew from his coat was already filled with a crimson liquid. He approached me I found myself completely petrified. “This can't be the end...,” I thought “Why can't I move! Why can't I talk?”
He was upon me now, one hand holding the needle, and the other pulled the sleeve of my coat until the material ripped at the seam. He threw it aside and held my limp arm in his free hand. With the other, he injected the needle into my forearm. The liquid burned as it entered my veins, but at the same time I was relieved to finally feel something other than fear.
Part 2Reality
The chains rattled, and the wind blew through my hair, the sensation that all my goals lay dead here, in this hall of memories...
I lifted my head, and had to immediately lay it down again, I was dizzy, and my heart was stuttering with the after affects. He was gone now, that man with the silver-white hair, and his intent was still unknown. My arm did not bleed; on the contrary, it healed as soon as the needle had exited. I don't know how many hours had passed since I had fallen asleep, with him still looking over me, but now as I lay here, staring at the ceiling, I realize that I feel different... Both in mind and body. I am not thinking like I used to, everything seems more mechanical, and my body feels lighter and more passive... What has changed?

व्हें I दी, I'ल बे थान्क्फुल्ल...

I knew your arms...

I think I shall die of this disease, of being alone in a room packed with people...

टेक मी आउट...

To the ball game.

RAWR!

Is this the only evidence that prooves it?

.. A photograph of you and I...


What Battle Royale character are you?
take the quiz at pinkuspider.com!!

Crisis

Kill

^-^ Kiki Korosu.

But forserious yo, I need to get to bangor...


^^ You can be my riddle, and I your grave..

Where is your boy tonight

...I hope he is a gentleman

Arg, I has to work today... and tomorrow.... and sunday is looking like a VERY bad day for Mina. I'm quite sure I'm dying.

Good day~

Figured I'd post the whole thing...

...So I did.

"I Miss You"
blink 182
(I miss you, I miss you)
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you, I miss you)
(I miss you, I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
[x3]

(I miss you, I miss you) [x4]

We can live like Jack and Sally

... if you want.

Where you can always find me, and we'll have Halloween on Christmas, and in the night we'll wish this never ends.
I wish this never ends.

I am Mildly sad. But only Mildly. I am tired, and a drunk man that neither james nor I knew came into our house last night while we were sleeping and woke Mina up. I was so tired and sleeping upside down in my comfy chair, when this dude woke me up and asked me for a lighter. I WAS PISSED, because, initially I am always pissed when someone wakes me up, but then i was kinda like, "FTW?" and I said, "We don't smoke." then he sat on James, who was sleeping on the couch, and stumbled out of our apartment. Needless to say I got up and locked that door when he did.

The last time I saw him...

...He didn't talk as much.

So allright, last night was Beaner night at Mina's Spot. Mina made burritos, Mina neglected to take sleeping meds, and Mina had Muscle Man and Chibs over for the night. Woo-Hoo! Party like it's beaner night!!

...wait..

Yeah, I'm a selfish bastard...

...But at least I'm not alone.

Sometimes I want to rip up small stuffed animals and sew them back together, stuffing them with old garbage or used tissues. But I don't. It is only my Love for L and Pedo Bear that keep me sane, if one would define sanity as such. Gah! It kinda makes me itch for a piece of Chocolate {insert old man grunt here}

Life was good...

... When we weren't young.

I hurt all over. My stummy hurts.

ouchies.

There was a farmer had a dog...

... and BINGO was its name o.

... or was it??

N E ways. I live at Charlies Pizza.

I WORK at Pat's Pizza.

I LOVE candy.

and chocolate.

and babies... yummmmmm babies.

school.... and babies...

yummmmmmmmmm

URL GAME DRESS UP SIM

I've been sitting in an assembly alll morning, and my bum hurts from those plastic bleachers!! I got a bit of a sadness when Mrs. Giunta got her retirement speech on, I really love her as an educator...

Marquis de Sade...

...Gabrielle incarnate.

http://www.globusz.com/ebooks/120Days

The 120 Days of Sodom

Summer reading list, Book 1

Happy readings!

I have already had the honor to remark in your Lordships' presence, that it is most difficult to fathom all the tortures man invents for himself in order to find, in the degradation they produce, or the agonies, those sparks of pleasure which age or satiety have made to grow faint in him. Hard it is to credit the assertion that one such gentleman of this sort, a person of sixty years and to a singular degree jaded by all the pleasures of lubricity, used only to be able to restore his senses to life by having the flames of burning candles applied to every part of his body, and principally to the ones Nature has intended for those selfsame pleasures. He would have his thighs seared, his prick, his balls roasted, and above all else his asshole: while all this was going forward, he would be kissing an ass, and after the grievous operation had been repeated for the fifteenth or twentieth time, he would discharge while sucking the anus of the girl who'd been burning him.

Soon after that one, I had dealings with another who obliged me to use a horse's currycomb on him, to rub down his entire body with that instrument, quite as one does to the animal I have just named. Directly his body was all an open wound, I'd next rub him with alcohol, and this second torture would cause him abundantly to discharge upon my breasts - that was the battlefield he chose to spray with his fuck. I would kneel before him, squeeze his prick between my bubs, and he'd quietly wash them with his balls' acrid humor.

A third would have would have every hair on his ass plucked out one by one. While that lengthy operation was advancing, he would frig himself upon a warm turd I'd just done for him. Then, at the crisis' approach, I had, to give it the necessary encouragement, to drive the point of a scissors deep enough into each of his buttocks to draw a jet of blood. His ass was a maze of wounds and scars, I was scarce able to find an open space for my two gashes; immediately the steel entered him, he'd plunge his nose into the shit, smear it upon his face, and floods of sperm would crown his ecstasy.

A fourth put his prick in my mouth and bade me bite it as hard as I could; in the meantime, as I chewed his poor device, I was expected to lacerate his buttocks with an iron comb whose teeth were ground to sharp points; and then, at the moment I sensed his prick ready to melt - a very faint, a barely perceptible erection would tell me so - and then, I say, I'd spread his buttocks prodigiously wide, ease them close to a burning candle I'd kept in readiness on the floor, and I'd braise his asshole with it. 'Twas the burning sensation of that candle under his anus decided his emission; I'd therewith redouble my bitings, and would soon find my mouth full.

I love Certifiably Insane men, so...

...I shall have many happy dreams about Alex from A Clockwork Orange.

Yeah, I am waaay tired, and my prom dress that I ordered has yet to come in. The pic I include in this post in my Dress. Got it on ebay, and The package isn't in. Prom is in three days. yeah.

I've been staring so long...

...At these Pictures of you...

OK, so this really bad thing happened concerning PortCon, and I have become painfully aware of how un-trustworthy friends are...

It makes me sad to think it, but I really don't belive that there is any truely decent person out there.

Depressing, really..

The dress was ripped...

...and the mirror was broken.

Well, jazi and I are working on a dress for the Rozen Maiden character Shinkun. I neglected to get enough material for the design.
I have my song for vocal class, and the lyrics, now I need the song itself to practice with.


curses....

Bagiiblabligah!

bosu bosu

/lolita dresses for PortCon!
ATTN: We need YOU!

We need to find /lolita dresses for our trip to the convention in Portland! We are first-ush timers, we have a band on girls that need Dresses!

PortCon07!!!

Port con shall be the event to shame all events in my life. Well, this year anyway...

http://portconmaine.com

My stummy hurts...

willy willy bad! T_T

I woke up in a good mood, and then I got a doughnut.

I'm trying to preserve my mood..

Like sand thrugh the hour glass...

So are the days of our lives.

In other news, I saw a friend in Bangor. Yup. and we saw 'Epic Movie', which was an adventure in itself, becuase we had the whole theater to ourselves! We sat in the middle isle on the floor, and had a ball!

I went back on gaia and got some fun .gifs for my avi, which I used as the pic for this entry. yay!

And if time never left us...

Baby I'd hold you forever.

And if things couldn't get any better!
Yesterday, I finished my majors. This morning, I left for school without a belt... or my wallet. I wore those akward strech jeans that suck balls cause they fall down if you don't have a belt.... yeah.
Also, I gotta do the blood drive. YAY!

Like eating an elephant whole...

My stomch ahs been wierd because I am on the *No nasty food for mina* diet. I find that now I can't even eat when I want to, and eating school food is disgusting...

However, from size 16 to a 9. YAY!

Of all the Gin joints in town....

A friend left without saying goodbye. Gone from this place and all that......

Heart's are broken everyday...

I had been doing really really good for awhile there, no boyfriends, no *lovey-dovey* BS. but damn, things seem to have gone downhill somewhere... I haven't felt any pain like this in my chest, not since the near fatal pain that I had felt with my last boyfriend, nearly two years ago.

There really isn't much I can do, really... well, it's one of those akward kinds of situations, where, you know, I am just one person, and everyone likes me(no, that is NOT a vanity thing, really, it's like I'm in a pet store covered in catnip) and I never rejected anyone, I try to be friends with everyone.. but nonetheless, there are still people who like me in *that* way, and I just couldn't let myself break my silent vows...
Now, those same vows that kept my heart safe for so long, have wrapped themselves areound my chest and hurt me everytime I see them, or think about them. not so much when I'm with them, but... I don't know...

Mina is OLD today!
really really old!
Like, Ancient!!! GAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Today is my Birthday, and not just any birthday, Today is my 18th Birthday! That wee step between wikked old and teenager old. Yeah, I do believe I am over exaggerating. In other news, I got a free Breakfast Sammich from dunkin' donuts. Yes sir! All free. well, actually, the lady who took me to school bought it for me. I can actually accept free things today! Yay! It's my egos day off!

With love, Mina.

Sorry I Post In English...

I know alot of people that I comment on cannot read English. Alas, It is Rather Hard to Post my intimate feelings in Spanish, Mandarin, Japanese, Gibberish, and Feral English.

I apologize

This morning...

I never slept. Not even one wink. I stayed up all night, dusk to dawn, for my friend, so I could finish a book so we could conversate about it.

I'm a wee bit like a zombie today, adding further to the whole, "OMGihaventslepinthree+days"thing.
I had to wear all-red eyeshadow in an attempt to hide the hideous redness that swallowed my eyes. Gah!
I'm seeing hallucinations, aswell. Fist thing, I saw pigmey-sized demons who looked like they were on a good overdose of LSD swinging in my closet, and it was wierd, because As it climbed my wall, I could see my jacket moe under it's weight.
But any way...
Have a Great Day!

AFS International

I am the secratary of the EHS AFS club. Personally, I dont think that we should even have a club, as the AFS org. is quite creepy, what with the whole, "omgmunnygrubbingbastads" thing and all....

But yeah. Just thought you should know.

Farewell to Thee

My best friend,( or, atleast she was my best friend, before I had to move) died. I just found out about it. I am mildly, if not seriously, damaged. They say she comitted suicide, by slicing the veins in her wrist. However, I can't truely say that I believe she commited anything, for such a word is usually implicating crime of some sort. We were always together, her and I. We had sleepovers and crushes, the usual stuff that only you and you best friend can do without fear. She had her own problems, and hell, so did I. Everyone did. T'was the life of a thirteen year old girl in a city so cold. Death was something we didn't fear, but rather something we yearned for, and never really implicated it, knowing full-heartedly that no-one was unloved. We had eachother, and therefore someone was loved. I really did, though. I loved her with all my heart. She moved to another part of the city, and I was evicted. we moved, and lost eachother. But I never knew just how much we truely lost.