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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 13, 2004 23:48:55 GMT -5
CRAP! Somehow we got "LOCKED", AGAIN, DAMMIT!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 13, 2004 23:50:21 GMT -5
CRAP! Somehow we got "LOCKED", AGAIN, DAMMIT! Anyway, I'll notify teh Mods, and HOPEFULLY we'll be "back on track" by tomorrow sometime.....!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 13, 2004 23:59:21 GMT -5
Stampers runs over to teh ATACT Picture Thread for a "Looksie"......
WHOOO-HOOOOO!!!!! Hubba, HUBBA! [Other "stuff" like THAT....!]
Runs back to home and tells Hotohori [who's watching "Full House" for SOME "dumb" reason! *ICK!*]--"Ya' STILL have that BLACK OUTFIT, by any CHANCE!? Oh, and can I do that BRAID THING with yer' HAIR, Pleeeeeeaaase.....!!!!!!!!!"
*Drool!*
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Post by Emi-chan on Oct 14, 2004 0:04:05 GMT -5
Stampers runs over to teh ATACT Picture Thread for a "Looksie"...... WHOOO-HOOOOO!!!!! Hubba, HUBBA! [Other "stuff" like THAT....!] Runs back to home and tells Hotohori [who's watching "Full House" for SOME "dumb" reason! *ICK!*]--"Ya' STILL have that BLACK OUTFIT, by any CHANCE!? Oh, and can I do that BRAID THING with yer' HAIR, Pleeeeeeaaase.....!!!!!!!!!" *Drool!* I'm so glad I own teh "art of Fushigi Yuugi" book that I could "share" those pics with you... though teh one of Hotohori and Boshin are not from that book but came with a "box o' goddies" I bought at ohayocon. I can drool over those pictures, and then some, whenever I want.
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 14, 2004 0:06:24 GMT -5
I'm so glad I own teh "art of Fushigi Yuugi" book that I could "share" those pics with you... though teh one of Hotohori and Boshin are not from that book but came with a "box o' goddies" I bought at ohayocon. I can drool over those pictures whenever I want and then some. LUCKY YOU!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 14, 2004 0:19:22 GMT -5
Oops! Forgot ta' mention--NICE one of Nakago, too!
See-ya' tomorry! It's back to teh "old grind" for me, so I gotta' go.......'nite!
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Post by snapdragon76 on Oct 14, 2004 9:06:04 GMT -5
I have a hard time trying not to blush around him, lately. He's very nice about it, though...
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Post by snapdragon76 on Oct 14, 2004 9:10:55 GMT -5
OK, just went to see teh FY pics Emi-chan put up on teh ATACT pic thread...
Oh. My. GOD!!!
That series has some fiiiine looking guys (and I do mean fine).
Almost as many as "Fruits Baskets," which has it's fair share of bishies as well, lemme tell ya!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 14, 2004 12:06:18 GMT -5
Just so everyone KNOWS--Thread 17 is BACK IN ACTION, AGAIN!
See-ya' THERE!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 19, 2004 21:11:47 GMT -5
Just so everyone KNOWS--Thread 17 is BACK IN ACTION, AGAIN! See-ya' THERE! Okey-DOKE! We're on Thread 18 AGAIN!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 19, 2004 21:16:42 GMT -5
Alucard said: "SCRUMPTIOUS! It's so GOOD to hear you SAY that!" Amon answered: "If you know what's good for you, you'll keep your fangs to yourself."
Ooooh! Amon's getting DEFENSIVE! [Watch yer'self, Mr. Fangs!]
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 19, 2004 21:23:06 GMT -5
Uh, OH, Isa!!!! Hmmm.....MAYBE I oughta' hide LUPIN while I'm at it! Oh! Just had a thought! What if that kid decides MARIO is teh Thief! We can't let him haul off our favorite Italian to jail--he's TOO "PRETTY"!!!!!!!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 19, 2004 21:28:21 GMT -5
"T-t-t-t-TIME!?" stuttered Vic, sitting up quickly, suddenly VERY glad he had gotten into teh habit of wearing at least pajama bottoms to bed! [In his Red Dragon days he had felt more comfortable sleeping in teh nude, and BEFORE that he had hardly known what pajamas WERE....]
Vic swallowed, trying to regain his voice, his throat having gone completely DRY--"Cheza! What are you doing HERE!?" he managed to ask, realizing what a stupid question that was.......
Cheza smiled serenely--"This One has come to be Loved by You, Sweet Vic!"
"L-l-loved?" asked Vic, feeling a tangled confusion of emotions.
Cheza laughed a bit, teh sound almost musical--"Silly Vic! Of COURSE!" She reached out a hand to touch his face, and Vic felt himself responding to her gentle touch, wanting to close his eyes and lean into her warmth and softness.................."No!" he said suddenly, pulling away from her, "No, Cheza, I CAN'T! I WON'T!!"
"Vic....!?" Cheza exclaimed, a look of confusion on her lovely face, "This One does not....understand................WHY?"
Vic, who even now felt more comfortable sleeping with his back to a wall, had pushed his bed into a corner of his bedroom--too many years of living dangerously had made it an instinctive habit--and now he had pushed himself INTO that corner, as far from Cheza as he could get at teh moment, his face turned away from her........
"Cheza, I'm SORRY, but I CAN'T wuv you that way, MUCH as I may want to--it would be WRONG! I.....I might HURT you, My Cheza Flower--I don't TRUST myself NOT to........." He stopped, unable to go on, choked by his feelings and teh raging battle within him--HOW could he explain to her, this sweet, innocent Flower, this Child-Woman.......!?
How could he tell her that what she called "wuv" had always been for him just an emotional and physical "release", a way of trying to deal with all teh hurt and anger and fear trapped inside him for so long? Julia had understood, and had never asked more from him, and he had stayed with her so long because of that--and because she could handle his passion, and keep it from becoming brutality, from being too "rough".........And Peanutcat had been so....."unexpected"--and so much FUN! But Cheza--She was so.......fragile, so........Pure.....
Vic was AFRAID, afraid that if he gave in to his desire, LET his feelings for Cheza be expressed in this way, that he would end up destroying her, doing her damage that he didn't intend, HURTING his Cheza Flower....! "PLEASE, Cheza, DON'T ask this of ME! I....CAN'T....be.....trusted...........not to...HURT You!"
Cheza, not understanding his seeming rejection, felt hurt--she looked again at her "Sweet Vic", pressed tightly into a corner, face turned away from her, huddled into himself........and shaking like a frightened animal, tears gathering in his eyes........!
"Vic......Does....This One....FRIGHTEN you?"
Startled by her question, he looked at her in surprise, "No! No, Cheza, I'm NOT afraid of YOU, I'm AFRAID of MYSELF, what I might DO to you!"
"Sweet Vic, do you wuv This One?"
"Yes, Cheza, VERY MUCH.....!"
"Do you TRUST This One NOT to Hurt YOU!?"
Startled again, Vic answered--"Of COURSE, Cheza!"
"Then.....This One CAN trust YOU, Sweet Vic--and YOU can TRUST...........Me..."
Vic was caught off guard by her first use of teh word, "Me", and didn't try to pull away again when she moved across teh bed to touch his face again, brush his lips with hers, lean herself against his chest........she began to sing her healing flower song, and as teh beautiful melody filled his heart, Vic felt something "give way" within his Soul, as if something knotted within him was slowly unfurling, loosening.....relaxing.............
"Cheza...." he whispered, no longer fighting her.........or himself..........................
Spot, sleeping at teh foot of Rin's bed, lifted his head and listened for a moment, wagging his black tail, then went back to sleep--his Master was Happy, as well as his "Mistress", and that was enough for teh little black dog................More than enough
To be Continued--
NOTE: I "re-printed" this one here to make sure no one missed it!
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Post by stampededtyphoon on Oct 19, 2004 22:23:52 GMT -5
"T-t-t-t-TIME!?" stuttered Vic, sitting up quickly, suddenly VERY glad he had gotten into teh habit of wearing at least pajama bottoms to bed! [In his Red Dragon days he had felt more comfortable sleeping in teh nude, and BEFORE that he had hardly known what pajamas WERE....] Vic swallowed, trying to regain his voice, his throat having gone completely DRY--"Cheza! What are you doing HERE!?" he managed to ask, realizing what a stupid question that was....... Cheza smiled serenely--"This One has come to be Loved by You, Sweet Vic!" "L-l-loved?" asked Vic, feeling a tangled confusion of emotions. Cheza laughed a bit, teh sound almost musical--"Silly Vic! Of COURSE!" She reached out a hand to touch his face, and Vic felt himself responding to her gentle touch, wanting to close his eyes and lean into her warmth and softness.................."No!" he said suddenly, pulling away from her, "No, Cheza, I CAN'T! I WON'T!!" "Vic....!?" Cheza exclaimed, a look of confusion on her lovely face, "This One does not....understand................WHY?" Vic, who even now felt more comfortable sleeping with his back to a wall, had pushed his bed into a corner of his bedroom--too many years of living dangerously had made it an instinctive habit--and now he had pushed himself INTO that corner, as far from Cheza as he could get at teh moment, his face turned away from her........ "Cheza, I'm SORRY, but I CAN'T wuv you that way, MUCH as I may want to--it would be WRONG! I.....I might HURT you, My Cheza Flower--I don't TRUST myself NOT to........." He stopped, unable to go on, choked by his feelings and teh raging battle within him--HOW could he explain to her, this sweet, innocent Flower, this Child-Woman.......!? How could he tell her that what she called "wuv" had always been for him just an emotional and physical "release", a way of trying to deal with all teh hurt and anger and fear trapped inside him for so long? Julia had understood, and had never asked more from him, and he had stayed with her so long because of that--and because she could handle his passion, and keep it from becoming brutality, from being too "rough".........And Peanutcat had been so....."unexpected"--and so much FUN! But Cheza--She was so.......fragile, so........Pure..... Vic was AFRAID, afraid that if he gave in to his desire, LET his feelings for Cheza be expressed in this way, that he would end up destroying her, doing her damage that he didn't intend, HURTING his Cheza Flower....! "PLEASE, Cheza, DON'T ask this of ME! I....CAN'T....be.....trusted...........not to...HURT You!" Cheza, not understanding his seeming rejection, felt hurt--she looked again at her "Sweet Vic", pressed tightly into a corner, face turned away from her, huddled into himself........and shaking like a frightened animal, tears gathering in his eyes........! "Vic......Does....This One....FRIGHTEN you?" Startled by her question, he looked at her in surprise, "No! No, Cheza, I'm NOT afraid of YOU, I'm AFRAID of MYSELF, what I might DO to you!" "Sweet Vic, do you wuv This One?" "Yes, Cheza, VERY MUCH.....!" "Do you TRUST This One NOT to Hurt YOU!?" Startled again, Vic answered--"Of COURSE, Cheza!" "Then.....This One CAN trust YOU, Sweet Vic--and YOU can TRUST...........Me..." Vic was caught off guard by her first use of teh word, "Me", and didn't try to pull away again when she moved across teh bed to touch his face again, brush his lips with hers, lean herself against his chest........she began to sing her healing flower song, and as teh beautiful melody filled his heart, Vic felt something "give way" within his Soul, as if something knotted within him was slowly unfurling, loosening.....relaxing............. "Cheza...." he whispered, no longer fighting her.........or himself.......................... Spot, sleeping at teh foot of Rin's bed, lifted his head and listened for a moment, wagging his black tail, then went back to sleep--his Master was Happy, as well as his "Mistress", and that was enough for teh little black dog................More than enough To be Continued-- Sometime afterwards, Vic realized that he was crying, tears streaming from his eyes as he lay with Cheza resting her head on his chest--she turned her face upward towards his and asked, "Sweet Vic, WHY do you CRY!? Did This One HURT You!!??" Her concern was so GENUINE, that he found it difficult to answer her right away-- "No, My Cheza, you could NEVER hurt me, even if you TRIED, I think--I'm just so..............MOVED, so deeply TOUCHED......it's hard to explain....." He trailed off, not knowing how to SAY what he felt--She had been so...... gentle with him, so tender and loving!--no one had EVER thought of treating him that way, as if HE were teh delicate flower, teh fragile "child"---teh Virgin.....[except maybe Stampers, at times, when she used to run her fingers thru' his hair 'til he fell asleep] For teh First time in Three Life-times, Vic TRULY understood WHY it was called, "Making wuv"! Tentatively, afraid of her answer, he asked her, "Cheza......did I....hurt.....You....?" She smiled, her face lighting up, "No, Sweet Vic, you could NEVER "hurt" This One! This One was READY! Ready for YOU!" "Ready...?" "Yes, Sweet Vic--This One Loves You, and This One CHOSE You--and Together, This One and Sweet Vic have made a CHILD, a beautiful Child........." She snuggled closer to him, resting her head at teh base of his throat, teh scent of her hair filling his senses, teh warmth of her skin against his, her happy singing lulling him to sleep............... "A child....." Vic murmured to himself, dropping off into sleep........................................................ And for teh SECOND TIME that night, Vic came WIDE AWAKE with a START!!!!! To be Continued--
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Post by Emi-chan on Oct 19, 2004 22:45:15 GMT -5
With a whole new resolve Emi-chan decided she would need help. And as soon as it was light enough she would go to teh least likely source for it, yet teh best choice for help... Integra.
**end pt1.**
Soon after sunup Emichan got dressed and went outside. She sat under teh tree and stared blankly at teh pond waiting for signs that Integra was ready for guests. She didn't wait long. Emichan walked up to teh door and braced herself before she knocked. Integra opened teh door and looked a little surprised. "Emi-chan, what are you doing here this early?" "Several things," Emi-chan replied flatly. "First outta curiosity... how did things go after your little arguement? I don't think you realize how lucky you are. I've NEVER seen amon lose control like that." Integra stared blankly at Emi-chan before answering, "Once we actually started TALKING lie civilized humans I began to see his point, and realized HE isn't so bad. But it still doesn't change anything." "I see. Well, tonight is your TRUE test, I adv9ise you to not repeat last night's events. teh outcome would be desasterous even BEFORE I got to do anything about it. I'll hafta warn your 'guest' of teh same thing," Emichan explained. "What? Are you sending ANDERSONG after me or something?" Integra asked, half joking. "In fact, I am," was teh answer. "WHAT?! You expect me to put up with that bloody catholic savage?!" Integra exclamed. "Well, at least you have been warned," Emi-chan answered trying not to laugh. "you best behave or I'll show you what it is to be a 'savage'." Integra glared at her guest, "Is that ALL you wanted? Or are you gonna tell me MAXWELL is coming as well?" Emichan shok her head. "No, Maxwell hasn't found his way here. But that isn't ALL I came to speak with you about. There is something I'm needing your help on... I would try to do it on my own... but its gotten beyond my control. I'm thinking you are best qualified to help." Integra sat offered me a seat then got some tea before asking me to explain. She looked very official. "I need not only someone tough enough to deal with intense situations, but also detached from teh legand of teh four gods," Emi-chan explained hesitantly. She then went on to explain what she knew about teh splitting of her soul, teh history Tenkou had with teh suzaku seven, especially Chichiri, and how she suspected that Kouran was now under Tenkou's control. "Shouldn't you be telling this to Chichiri as well? I mean it DOES directly effect him," Integra pointed out. "I've tried... but every time I try I suddenly get teh urge to run him through with teh Diety Sword, or do equal psychological damage to him. As much as its bothering me I can only imagine what HE'S thinking right now," Emi-chan answered not even bothering to hide teh fear and sorrow in her voice. Integra sat in silence for a moment thinking then she gave a slight nod, "I'll do what I can. However it'll be by MY rules, understand." Emi-chan nodded. "I was hoping that would be your condition. But I have only one small condition of my own... when teh time comes tell Chichiri everything and that he MUST fight me, that I'm not in control of myself and I'm sorry for whatever I did and will do." Integra looked at Emi-chan and how she sat there calm and confident, yet at teh same time looked like she had lost all hope. "Lets hope it doesn't come to that." Emi-chan nodded.
Some time later Emi-chan went back to teh "main house" and prepared for Andersong, Wolfwood, and Miroku. Chichiri would acompany them "just in case." Though everyone noticed Emi-chan's avoiding Chichiri, no one understood it and were very confused by it... but they knew she "must have her reasons" and didn't question it. Chichiri and Emi-chan though felt myserable about it though.
To be continued...
Integra's "day 3" though linked does not have anything to do with THIS particular storyline.
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