<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584</id><updated>2011-08-29T09:55:42.394-05:00</updated><title type='text'>†Shadow's   Masquerade†</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6938369154759716846</id><published>2011-08-05T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:45:01.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonata of the Storm in its entirety, future chapters</title><content type='html'>Continuation of the first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Part of a future chapter I planned after chapter ten in which the news about Matsuo Keiji &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Insert chapter beginning here, probably after Yamamoto forms a meeting about the orders they are given to handle the Matsuo Keiji situation -although I don't remember if I was going to have him break into Seireitei or not. But the point is, I was not going to add this right after that part as I wanted this to take place near the climax of the story, and you will find out why in a bit)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; The troubled look on his face showed countless sleepless nights he'd spent worrying. The frown lines on his face were deep set, revealing the intense amount of pain the captain had been feeling. Matsuo Keiji... Just what did he intend on doing with Sayuri? He couldn't let her face him. It was exactly what Matsuo wanted. The moment Sayuri found Matsuo, he would have her in the palm of his hand, right where he wanted her. Toshiro knew all of this, but Sayuri, being brash, illogical, and stubborn, would not believe it until it actually happened –maybe even at the cost of her own life. Toshiro cringed at the thought of living without her. His thoughts became preoccupied with trying to find a way to prevent it from happening. When his restless mind finally brought him to the point of exhaustion, he came to the conclusion that there was only one way to keep his greatest fear from coming true.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; “I forbid you from fighting in the upcoming battle.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Sayuri sneered and felt the anger begin to well up inside her. “You WHAT?!”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; “You heard me,” Toshiro said, a forlorn expression spreading its way across his face. “I forbid you to fight.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; And with that, the sparks began to fly. Anger, disbelief, confusion, betrayal –no amount of words could begin to express the intensity of the mix of emotions Sayuri felt at that moment. The same words plagued her mind over and over, the little voice at the back of her mind nagging at her and making the feelings well up inside of her. “He thinks you're weak,” she repeated to herself. “He doesn't believe in you. He doesn't trust your ability. He thinks you're pathetic.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Sayuri clenched her fists until her fingernails cut into the palms of her hands. She looked down at her feet to keep him from seeing the tears that began to form in her chocolate brown eyes, and her shoulders tensed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;From there it was going to lead into a big fight that Sayuri and Toshiro had, where it made Sayuri be quite rash and willingly leave to go fight (or possibly just confront?) Matsuo himself. Which inevitably leads to her "capture." And then to Yamamoto branding her a traitor and ordering her execution. (Think of it as similar to Hitsugaya's conflict in The Diamond Dust Rebellion) Since Yamamoto knows of Matsuo's zanpakuto, I doubt I would have made Matsuo frame Sayuri after acquiring her, but it would have been a bit so that Yamamoto could not tell the difference between their attacks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The big quote I was intending on putting in that particular part was "Kurosaki Sayuri must be executed." Or something to that extent. And then to the ending of the plot outline I posted in the previous post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And onto this epilogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Mommy! Mommy, Kyo hit me!" a small, orange-haired boy cried. Sayuri looked up from her paperwork at the small child.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Come here, Kosuke," she said. The boy quickly jumped in his mother's lap. Sayuri wiped the tears from his cheeks and took his small shoulders in his hands. "You can't start crying every time Kyoko hits you." Kosuke saw his older, white-haired sister pull down her eyelid and stick her tongue out at him. Sayuri turned her attention to her and chuckled. "You shouldn't beat up on your brother either, Kyo. How would you like it if he beat you up all the time?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kyoko crossed her arms and frowned. "He could beat me up if he wasn't so small!" Then she felt two warm hands wrap around her arms and hoist her up into the air.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "And what's so bad about being small, Little Miss Snow White?" Toshiro chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Daddy!" she cried with joy and flung her arms around his neck. Kosuke also squealed in delight before jumping off Sayuri's lap and clinging to his father's waist. Sayuri laughed at the two children hanging on Toshiro. The young man hugged them both before setting them back on the ground and bending over to kiss his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Eww!! Mommy and Daddy are kissing again!" Kosuke said. The two captains just laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Matsumoto gave me this." Toshiro held out a white slip of paper with sloppy handwriting. It smelled strongly of sake and read, "Happy 5th anniversary, Taichou! This coupon is worth one night of free babysitting service. Go have fun tonight! -Matsumoto ♥"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "That was really nice of her," Sayuri said. "Why don't you two get your coats on and we'll drop you off at Aunt Rangiku's and Uncle Shuuhei's house."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Toshiro handed them both their winter coats and little snow boots. Kyoko hurried to get her winter gear on, while Kosuke made a face at the thought of going out in the freezing cold. "I don't wanna go outside! It's too cold!" he tugged on Sayuri's sleeve. His sister hit him upside the head and glared at him with her big, turquoise eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "That's just stupid! The snow is fun to play in, but you don't even like getting your feet cold," she said. Kosuke's chocolate brown eyes began to water, but before he could say anything, Toshiro bent down to his eye level and hushed him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You won't have to be outside for that long, buddy. You'll be at Aunt Rangiku's soon enough," he said. The small boy giggled and quickly finished putting his coat and boots on. Both Shinigami kneeled down and let the kids climb onto their backs, then shunpoed to Matsumoto's. The busty Shinigami opened the door with a big grin on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Chibi-suke! Kyo-chan!" she squealed and embraced the two in suffocating hugs. She paid no mind to them flailing their arms about in panic. [1]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Matsumoto! Don't kill my children!" Toshiro said. She immediately obeyed and let them go.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I'm sorry, Taichou! I didn't mean to!" she said frantically. Sayuri shook her head and prayed that she didn't come home to two strangled kids.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Is Shuuhei here to supervise?" she said. It would have been preferable if Matsumoto's more responsible boyfriend had been around to help her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "He's finishing up some paperwork right now, but he said he'd be home from his office in a couple hours," Matsumoto said cheerfully. "I'm guessing you're going to stay out late tonight, so the little runts can just stay here tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Thanks a bunch, Matsumoto," Sayuri said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "No problem, Sayu-chan!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After they said their goodbyes, Toshiro put his arm around his wife's waist and his chin on the top of her head. "Did you have anywhere specific you wanted to go tonight?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sayuri hugged him back and said, "Let's go to our spot."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The young captain picked her up, shunpoed to the garden of cherry blossom trees, and sat her down in the gazebo he proposed to in her five years ago. Toshiro sat down next to her and pulled her in his lap. "Happy anniversary, Sayuri. I love you," he said. He moved her hair out of her eyes and caressed her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I love you, too. Happy anniversary." Their faces inched closer together, and the couple closed their eyes as their lips brushed against each other. Sayuri melted in his arms and forgot all her troubles. Nothing else in the world mattered except that moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ending Theme: Halo by Beyoncé&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayuri, Mitsuki, Tatsuya, Kanai, Nariko, Matsuo, Kosuke, and Kyoko are my creations and are not part of the actual Bleach universe.&lt;br /&gt;1. Chibi-suke- I don't have the literal translation, but "chibi" means small, and "suke" is a masculine ending, so it roughly translates to "little man."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I was planning on editing that, but had not got around to it. I was probably going to enhance the ending scene more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I believe there were some back stories I wanted to create for Mitsuki, Tatsuya, and their former captain (was his name Akira? I don't remember.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;I might post more about this later. Sorry for the inconveniences I've caused you all, in redirecting you to so many more places...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6938369154759716846?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6938369154759716846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonata-of-storm-in-its-entirety-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6938369154759716846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6938369154759716846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonata-of-storm-in-its-entirety-future.html' title='Sonata of the Storm in its entirety, future chapters'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-773158944291116324</id><published>2011-08-05T17:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T17:25:45.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonata of the Storm in its entirety.</title><content type='html'>Well, here it is. Character backgrounds, story plots, what I wanted to write and to achieve, the epilogue. Everything. It will most likely take place over the course of one or more entries. Although I was a bit concerned that revealing all of this might give someone incentive to take the finishing of the story into their own hands, but since then I do not care as much as I did before. I don't want to be credited with it anymore, even though it was my idea. I'm not necessarily encouraging it, and would rather prefer that people did not take it and try to finish it, but there is nothing that I can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For your appetizer, the biography of the main villain. (written before the plot summary, has yet to be edited so do not pay attention for contradictions it may have with the rest of these posts. things had not been organized when I decided to delete)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matsuo Keiji- exiled Shinigami from 100 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6USq2dr1oCI/Tjxs-hWKHrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ybguC08TJzY/s1600/-anime-guy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6USq2dr1oCI/Tjxs-hWKHrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ybguC08TJzY/s320/-anime-guy.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zanpakuto: Raijin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Powers stripped by Yamamoto and sealed. some young boy with high reiatsu touches the tree that Matsuo was sealed in. sealed in Zaraki district. the boy takes off the barrier slips that immobilized Matsuo. he wants revenge.&amp;nbsp; (Still has Raijin, but no shikai) Master swordsman, goes on a killing spree in Rukongai and ends up obtaining the "seal of Raidon" (seal of the thunder god) from murdering an authority from one of the four noble families of Soul Society. Attacks Soul Society in the fourteenth division, and takes Sayuri. Threatens her with killing Toshiro and Ichigo. She struggled against him, but he threatened her and told her not to resist. Takes Sayuri to an abandoned cave like the one Yamamoto was in when Muramasa looked into his memories. Toshiro Ichigo and Mitsuki go to find her against Yamamoto's orders. (He told anyone who finds her to kill her- see trailer of DDR) Sayuri's bankai will be the trigger to activating the seal; power starts to unleash from it and restores Matsuo's powers to a greater extent. Becomes huge and jacked from the power of the seal of Raidon. Seireitei becomes enveloped in a web of electricity. Goes on a rampage killing Shinigami with single lightning strike. Sayuri and Toshiro work together (her bankai rains, the water helps Toshiro). Toshiro uses the really strong attack he used on Halibel on Matsuo. Freezes Matsuo in ryuusenka and Sayuri shatters him with a huge shockwave or lightning strike. (When Sayuri goes bankai, Toshiro can't get into the hurricane thing, but Sayuri lets him in through an opening and closes it.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;For the main course, the plot summary and motives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matsuo's motives:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matsuo had a lover, Sasaki Kaede. Kaede had bright green eyes, long brown hair, a low voice, and a crooked grin.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Matsuo was a young Shinigami 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; seat in the 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; division under Kyoraku, before Aizen yet still while the Vizard were there, Kaede was vice-captain of the 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; division under Erizawa Akira, the former captain who was in charge of the division prior to Sayuri. Erizawa-taichou was a very loving person, much like Ukitake. He had mid-length, dull blonde hair (almost a tannish color), wore round glasses (I would call them spectacles almost), he was very observant, however he was very quiet about his observations. A very tactful captain. Older, kind to his subordinates, and very powerful, however he always refrained from violence if possible. [The present 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; division members, Mitsuki and Tatsuya, absolutely adored him for the way he always joked around with them. He was very father-like and kept the squad together in the worst possible times.]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kaede was Erizawa-taichou's vice-captain. Erizawa-taichou looked like Soubi from Loveless, for future reference.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Erizawa, unlike the rest of the Soul Society, trusted Kaede completely. He believed she was neither a threat nor capable of causing such harm to Soul Society. Kaede was a very smart girl in the academy, and her battle skills were exceptional. Soul Society saw Kaede as a threat, more like -Yamamoto saw Kaede as a threat, and that is why Matsuo hates him the most out of all of the people in Soul Society. So Kaede started to become shunned by some of her cohorts, and it made her more distant. Aizen used that to his advantage, so he started killing people (not when Shinji and them were banished from Soul Society) and made Yamamoto assume it was her, so Yamamoto had to strip her of her powers and locked her away in a chamber in Inuzuri (unbeknownst to Matsuo, but that is where he has been looking for her because he can sense extremely faint traces of her reiatsu) where she could slowly decay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matsuo retaliated against Yamamoto and directly attacked him. Even for a third seat he was incredibly strong, and no one besides Kaede ever knew that he had his bankai achieved. Very advanced in kidou, and not quite but close to par with Yamamoto's powers. And then Yamamoto locked away Matsuo in Zaraki to purposely keep him away from Kaede. Some little boy with intense reiatsu touched the tree that he was sealed away in, and Matsuo was freed. He would have aided in the destruction of Aizen, but by the time he was freed, Aizen was already dead, and Matsuo would have not been able to help because he spent the time from between the end of Breaking Through the Storm and the time up until the beginning of Sonata of the Storm recovering his powers. He found Kanai and Nariko slightly after he was unsealed from the tree, as Kanai is the one who touched it to unseal it. He took the two children in and became very attached to them. (Side note: Kanai and Nari are like brother and sister to each other, like Rukia and Renji's relationship)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now that Sayuri is in Soul Society, and he is now aware of her zanpakuto's nature, he by chance found the person that is the other part to the “gift of life” (name pending), which is Sayuri. He wasn't planning on finding her and wasn't aware of her, but while he was killing the people in Zaraki at first but went unnoticed because -well, obviously, it's Zaraki. Then to Kusajishi, and then moving his way toward Inuzuri, gradually. He didn't start killing mass amounts of souls until he got more of his powers back and got to Inuzuri, where he found a special ops team and slaughtered them and got more powerful, giving some of the energy to Kanai and Nari. (This special ops team was the one that Tatsuya and Mitsuki were supposed to find) That is where he felt the faint traces of Kaede's reiatsu. Before he was just wandering around, not quite remembering what had happened to him, but remembering there was something very important he was forgetting and feeling very angry still, hence the killing, and then he remembered his hatred for Yamamoto. So he tried to find Aizen, and then thanks to Kanai's power of being able to “read minds” he was able to find out from a Shinigami he murdered that Aizen had been killed. Then he found out from an elder in Inuzuri about the “gift of life,” which is basically if the two twin zanpakuto of Raidon have their spirits reunited, by legend the power was said to be strong enough to undo even the worst damage possibly done to a soul. It won't restore Shinigami powers, but it can bring a soul back to life from near death. (Picturing Kaede as a wrinkled old woman now, even though she would still look quite young if it weren't for being sealed away) The elder told him if he had Raijin, then the other zanpakuto would most certainly be named Rai-Joshin. Matsuo spent months trying to find out who was the holder of the zanpakuto Rai-Joshin (Sayuri), and when he finally found out it was her, he plotted to get her to come to him so he could take her zanpakuto from her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's when Mitsuki and Tatsuya come into Inuzuri and the Hollow is crying out, looking for Sayuri. Then Matsuo retreats to the hideout he'd been staying in near the edge of Inuzuri since he remembered about Kaede. And then he goes to Zaraki to see if he can find any clues in the place where he was sealed as to how to free Kaede. But then the covert ops team came to Zaraki to investigate the intense amount of reiatsu and spiritual pressure disturbances in Zaraki, and they were heading closer and closer to the spot where he was sealed, so to keep them from seeing it so they wouldn't know it was him just yet, he slaughtered them all, which is where Ichigo and Toshiro's mission comes in. He finds out from Kanai about Yamamoto's current plans to have Ichigo and Toshiro go to Zaraki, where he was sealed but he doesn't want them to find out about him being freed. He does not kill either of them because he found out from Sayuri's memories of Toshiro that he can use them both as leverage.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eventually, since he does not know exactly where in Inuzuri Kaede is located, Matsuo will eventually have to come to Seireitei and Kanai will have to “read his mind” to find the location of Kaede. Also, Matsuo also discovered Sayuri's location recently, seeing as Kanai was able to find her and invade her dreams.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then the Soul Society finds out about Matsuo's sealing place being empty, and puts the entire Soul Society on alert. They are still unaware that Kaede was framed and that Matsuo was trying to get Sayuri for her zanpakuto, not just for no particular reason.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And then that's when the action kind of starts to kick in, because Matsuo comes to Seireitei and creeps into Sayuri's bedroom in the middle of the night and gives her 5 days to make up her mind whether she will come with him or not. About two chapters take place over those five days where the decision haunts her, and she becomes unreasonably distant from Toshiro. Her and Toshiro get into a big fight, and that's when Sayuri makes the mistake of going with Matsuo, not only because she is hurt that Toshiro would yell at her like that but she also wants to protect Toshiro and Ichigo at the same time. Then Yamamoto goes on with something about Sayuri being a traitor when they discover her missing, and since there was no sign of forced entry in her bed room, so she's wanted by the Soul Society, and it conflicts with Toshiro because he doesn't want to break the rules right then and there by ignoring Yamamoto's orders to find and execute Sayuri himself, but eventually his love for Sayuri is so much stronger than his compliance with the rules so he goes to find Sayuri giving Yamamoto the impression that he will kill her, but he in reality really won't.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meanwhile Matsuo is trying to extract Sayuri's zanpakuto spirit, who has gone dormant to protect herself and Sayuri. He did not kill Sayuri or threaten to when he came to get her because that would have been useless to him as Rai-Joshin would have died if Sayuri had died. So he is trying to get Rai-Joshin to come out of her dormant state where he can reunite the two zanpakuto. When Toshiro comes and Sayuri sees that he is unharmed, Toshiro convinces her that she can take care of it in a way where she does not have to aid Matsuo, and she starts to help Toshiro who had started to attack Matsuo. But unfortunately when she releases her bankai, and strikes Matsuo with lightning while his own bankai is released, her zanpakuto gets reunited with Raijin, and she sees Rai-Joshin being, like, sucked out of her zanpakuto, and she loses her bankai ability. Just when Matsuo finds Kaede, he has her body laying on the ground and before he can put the small gold pebble like thing that is the “gift of life” that Raijin and Rai-Joshin formed, Sayuri tackles him to the ground  and forces it into him, which since it reverses any effects done, it drains him of all his powers. The stone/pebble once forced into him, it shoots out of his body because his soul can't handle the amount of power it has on him. A ray of light shoots at him and drains all of his powers, but once it is finished draining him of his entire life, it splits apart because Raijin's half into the stone fades because his Shinigami is dead. Rai-Joshin returns to Sayuri's empty katana, which you can tell because it has a spark in it again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Yay we did it! ending chapters Yada yada yada....]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ends with Toshiro holding Sayuri and he says how when Sayuri was gone and ordered to be executed, it made him realize just how important she was to him, and then proposes to her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then the epilogue I had planned.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Give Ichigo a minor scene where he is horrified about having to kill his own twin sister)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHAPTER 10: FLUFF CHAPTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHAPTER 11: TURN BACK THE PENDULUM, SONATA OF THE STORM STYLE (matsuo's past)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-773158944291116324?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/773158944291116324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonata-of-storm-in-its-entirety.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/773158944291116324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/773158944291116324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/08/sonata-of-storm-in-its-entirety.html' title='Sonata of the Storm in its entirety.'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6USq2dr1oCI/Tjxs-hWKHrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ybguC08TJzY/s72-c/-anime-guy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-4405952798254281235</id><published>2011-07-16T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T21:13:52.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>why do I have to do this? &gt;:L</title><content type='html'>Hate to give things away, but I don't think anyone reads this anyways. A penpal convinced me to write a SasukexOC story. I'm only half hearted on this project, but since she insists..... sigh. I'll do it. :/ Don't want to, but she's been nagging me about it every night for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate writing things for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the prologue written, but that's all I feel like writing for now. Not going to post it on FFN until I get the first two chapters written, and the penpal I mentioned wants me to combine the first chapter with the prologue, but I say no and what I say goes. :v The chapter ends better if I don't add more to it than I already have, and I'm going to do this my way, no offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is... Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I don't want to do this. I don't want to do this. I don't want to do this. I don't want to do this. I feel like she stalks every internet profile I have as it is. 8S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monochrome Devotion, chapter 1:&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No time for goodbyes, no time for tears –fight until the end. Fight until you breathe your last breath. War is deception, yet war is candour. “Anger is the enemy of non-violence, and pride is a monster that swallows it up.” [1] A warrior must appreciate life at its fullest as to prepare himself to stare death in the face without fear. Death is inevitable, and power is everything. One of the most natural instincts for man is to gain strength. Strength is power, and power is pride. The moment a man senses that his power is in jeopardy of being overcome by one stronger than he, he strikes. He attacks to defend and protect his pride. Thus is the basis of war.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Blood stains covered the walls, outlining where bodies once stood –it was the artistic work of a cold-blooded killer. A young man lay helpless on the ground and reached a shaky hand out to his wife and unborn child, only to watch the two of them be slaughtered like the rest of the clan. His heart shattered in agony. Unable to bear the pain of witnessing the tragedy before him, he breathed his last breath and fell into a permanent slumber. A tall, dark figure wiped the blood of the woman and countless before her off his cheek and turned back toward the man to stomp on his limp, outstretched hand.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; There was no one.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Not a single soul was left. The entire Uchiha clan had been massacred, save a small ten year old boy –the youngest son of the clan head, Uchiha Fugaku. His eyes teared up at the sight of his dead mother and father. Fierce emotions tangled themselves in the young boy's heart. The intensity of his emotions ripped him apart, and he cried in agony for his dead family.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uchiha Itachi hid from his younger brother in the shadows of a nearby building. While watching Sasuke mourn for their parents, the numbness began to take over. He –the future of the Uchiha clan, the pride and joy of his father– had committed the most unthinkable of acts. It was an act of betrayal, yet he had been so obedient. The Konoha elders would surely be satisfied now that their biggest threat had been taken care of. What they would never realize is that the young Uchiha secretly disobeyed their orders by refusing to take the life of his precious little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Itachi turned and ran from the mess he created. While he hid himself in the shadows of the night, the same thought plagued his mind over and over: “It's for the best that Sasuke thinks I'm dead.” He picked up the pace of his feet, effectively causing him to plow over an unsuspecting person. He furrowed his eyebrows as he picked himself up from the ground and brushed himself off.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “W-what are you...?” he stuttered.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Making sure you're doing your job,” a young girl said gravely. “The elders sent me here to clean up your mistakes, if any.” Her ebony, straight-cut bangs hid her large, blue eyes, and her shoulder length hair framed her small, childish face. The ruthlessness of her personality was evident from the cold tone of her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “I can assure you, the job has been taken care of,” Itachi said with false assertiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “I'll be the judge of that.” With that, the girl stepped into the light toward the center of the Uchiha estate. The silver pendant around her neck gleamed in the moonlight, catching the young Uchiha's eye. Itachi watched her as she walked away feeling a slight sense of awe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The short girl weaved in and out of the piles of bodies as she scanned her eyes over the premises for any signs of survivors. Just as she was about to decide that Itachi had indeed done his job properly, she heard a soft sob coming from around the corner. A young, dark-haired boy about her age kneeled over the bodies of two adults. The hurt look in his eyes showed a swirl of emotions –betrayal, anger, sadness. She drew a knife and held it behind her back as she inched nearer to the boy, but he looked up and noticed her before she had the chance to assassinate him along with the rest of his family.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She felt like she had seen those eyes before –those dark, tearful eyes. She could hear his thoughts clearly: “What is going on? Who did this? Mother, father? This can't be true! Itachi?! Brother, where are you? Who is this girl?”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then he saw the knife held behind her back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “It was you! You killed them! How could you do this?!” he screamed. “How dare you! You'll pay for this, you treacherous witch! It's all because of you! This is all your fault!” He darted for her, fist clenched into a ball. Just before his fist could make contact with her apathetic face, she caught it and twisted his arm behind his back. She would have broken it if it were not for the sense of familiarity she felt toward the boy, almost like she identified with him. She glared at Sasuke and watched him kick and scream bloody murder for her to let go of him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Her patience grew thin. “Shut up,” she demanded. “Shut up or you'll end up just like them. Do you want to live?” He nodded fearfully. “Then follow me.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The boy hesitated, but before he agreed he began to feel dizzy. He became overwhelmed by everything and collapsed. The girl sighed but then picked his small body up and put him over her back. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She knew she shouldn't. She knew it was wrong. She knew what could happen, but she could not bring herself to kill this boy. There was something about him that set him apart from the rest. Leave no survivors: she lived by that motto, but not this time. For the first time in her life she broke the promise she made to her beloved master long ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all, what good is a promise when promises are made to be broken?&lt;br /&gt;*************************************&lt;br /&gt;1. Quote is by Mohandas Gandhi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-4405952798254281235?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4405952798254281235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-do-i-have-to-do-this-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4405952798254281235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4405952798254281235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-do-i-have-to-do-this-l.html' title='why do I have to do this? &gt;:L'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-675767082488328144</id><published>2011-02-20T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T15:36:08.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the wrath of adelais</title><content type='html'>I'm still into the whole Russian post-apocalyptic stuff. For a little bit, I actually thought about making Katerina a ballerina because I like those old books about ballerinas that are set in Europe (usually France or Russia). I was thinking about making a dark ballet-type story once, but I never did. Especially after Black Swan came out, I was afraid I'd make it too much like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here are my notes for TWOA. I have yet to make more revisions, especially because I feel like the writing is too formal in many aspects. It's like it doesn't flow correctly to me. This is the first chapter, but I've revised it many times and am still looking for that "Eureka Seven" type feel mixed with a cyberpunk Russia. At least, it will be a cyber punk Russia. This one doesn't really convey that because I had more of a vision of 1800's Russia in my head at the time. But cyberpunk... That's a good idea now that I think about it. =D I wrote this first chapter back last April, so please excuse my writing. My beta reader has never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commence lire: &lt;em&gt;The Wrath of Adelais: Katerina's Story**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power: it's the one thing that all of humanity strives to maintain. We fear that which we do not know and destroy that which we fear. By ensuring reign over the Earth above all other creatures, we feel at ease. The defensive manner in which we treat potential threats to our power has only led to our downfall. The forces that we don't understand may just be the key to our existence, yet we continue time and time again to crush said forces.&lt;br /&gt;Did we ever stop to think about the consequences of not attempting to understand the unknown? If we had, the world would not be in its current state. I entrust the following account of past mistakes to the future of this world, the Earth's youth, in hopes that the same mistakes will not be repeated by future generations.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a small village just east of Peterhof, Russia. I was born in 2994 to Anya Vasiliyevna Chmakova and Grigory Illyovich Sokolov. My mother passed away when I was very young, leaving my older brother and I to live with my father. By the time I was old enough to understand what was going on in the country, chaos already began reigning over the world. &lt;br /&gt;The day of my 17th birthday, May 12, 3011, a disaster struck the world. Skyscrapers caved in, bridges collapsed, power outages swept throughout the world, and earthquakes killed millions. Everyone was so concerned with what was happening that they didn't realize what had caused the whole mess. &lt;br /&gt;In my own country, people were left in poverty, cities were left in ruins, and children, especially those who had been orphaned by the massacre, were forced to quit school to help rebuild them. The Russian government named the event Nibiru to keep from frightening the public by the use of the word "apocalypse." A few weeks after Nibiru, a large group of rebels staged a coup and overthrew the government. The country was left in chaos. &lt;br /&gt;Russia wasn't the only country to be affected by Nibiru. Even strong countries like the United States had become barbaric empires. A few months after, the states declared war against each other, separating the large country into fifty small ones. &lt;br /&gt;Scientists and researchers went mad. Some were thrown into an alternate state of mind, living in a vegetable-like state. Many clung to precious or valuable belongings that truly meant something before the disaster. Even a few of the citizens and military officers had contracted the illness. After witnessing the first breakouts of the disease, doctors were quick to diagnose patients with schizophrenia, but their irrational diagnosis was proven wrong due to differing symptoms further into the progression of the illness.&lt;br /&gt;The illness began with hallucinations and sometimes paranoia. Those affected became attached to something valuable to them, whether it be an object, a person, or an animal. Upon entering the second stage, the patient ceases all social interaction. They begin to enter the vegetative state, living in constant fear. What they feared was unknown to psychiatrists and researchers. The main hypotheses were that an unknown force was affecting the people, or they were just extremely paranoid. &lt;br /&gt;The third and final stage began with the patient losing all appetite. Some couldn't keep food in their stomachs if they tried. Doctors were never able to find a cure, so every person diagnosed with the disease would be put into a coma. The illness took a course of four or five years before slipping into an eternal comatose, but even so, sometimes I thought those people forced themselves into unconsciousness, as if it were a coping mechanism to preserve the health of their minds.&lt;br /&gt;After the earliest cases had progressed into the final stages, the schizophrenia diagnosis was quickly repealed and renamed tristis. The epidemic quickly turned into a pandemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my own family, my father worked for. By the time we were forced to quit school, I was almost eighteen, my brother Rurik, nineteen. We were put to work running errands for a nearby landlord. My father always tried to give us the best life we could have, and--in my opinion--we were given more than we deserved.&lt;br /&gt;«o»&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ca c'est fin de chapitre un (comme ci, comme ca)]&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm more into the Russian thing because I like their names. Also, artwork I made last year for it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Kht-SnbrMk/TWGINMB-iWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Q-nlVnfxG88/s1600/wrath+of+adelais+artwork.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Kht-SnbrMk/TWGINMB-iWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Q-nlVnfxG88/s320/wrath+of+adelais+artwork.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, the background is Validilene from Benoit Sokal's Syberia for pc. I don't know who the people are in real life, but on the left is Katerina, and the right is Rurik. The figure head floating in the sky is yet to be determined, but he is one of the "control cluster" type things like the scub coral in E7.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, very much so based off of Eureka Seven, but I have a feeling that will change after I change the setting to a cyberpunk world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**The story is subtitled "Katerina's Story" because I wanted to make a counter-story that fits in with this one using a character that will eventually show up in it. Katerina, and her American counterpart, Nora, will eventually meet and that is what would cross the two stories mostly, but as I have developed this story very little, I am not sure as to whether or not I will actually make a counter-story, but as with most of my work (Especially BTtS and SOTS), everything that happens is to set up for future events or sequels that I am sure I want to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-675767082488328144?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/675767082488328144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/02/wrath-of-adelais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/675767082488328144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/675767082488328144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/02/wrath-of-adelais.html' title='the wrath of adelais'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Kht-SnbrMk/TWGINMB-iWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Q-nlVnfxG88/s72-c/wrath+of+adelais+artwork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6798724060294026546</id><published>2011-02-18T11:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T11:37:12.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SR: Second Semester</title><content type='html'>Every time I think of "second semester" I think of School Rumble season 2. haha [/random]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organizing my work a bit/projects I've started on and have yet to finish:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONESHOT REQUESTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;-I opened oneshot requests in December and still have yet to actually finish one. [/unsmiley] I have a Shuuhei oneshot to write for a fellow Quizillian, then someone sent me 3 requests. I don't remember what all they were but I believe one was for Byakuya.. But I opened them for the Quotes for the Lovers challenge (which I started over a year ago! LOL) and a new "lyric" challenge." The only oneshot I've written for the lyrics challenge was a TYL Lambo oneshot as a Christmas present to myself, but even then I omitted one of the lyrics to the challenge and put in one from a song that I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonata of the Storm 7&lt;br /&gt;I've actually been working on this, but I'm stuck. I need a way to relay new information into the story without it being written so monotonously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cruel Angel's Thesis:&lt;br /&gt;Although I've dropped this story, I think I'm going to take the basic plot and turn it into a TorixRenji story instead of a TorixIchigo story. It's just so hard for me to picture IchixOC stories, and I've never written a Renji fic before, so I'll have to write one at some point or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes for the Lovers challenge:&lt;br /&gt;Oh my GAWWWWDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;This challenge is a menace. (But a challenge is a challenge for a reason, right?) I'd like to write something OTHER than pairing fics with it, but the quote prompts don't allow for any of that. All I can think of for those oneshots are things that I've already written and it's such a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Wonderland:&lt;br /&gt;My own challenge and I've still only written for like 3 or 4 chapters of it. Jeez, I made the challenge myself over a year ago and I still can't bring myself to finish it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Daylight Dies:&lt;br /&gt;No ideas for the next chapter. All I know is that it's from Simmons' POV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia:&lt;br /&gt;I lost myself in this story. I got too caught up in the Twilight bashing that I ended up not following the main points I set for myself. I may have to rewrite the four chapters I have written, but I keep getting so many happy reviews from my reviewers that I can't bring myself to do it. That is the only story I keep getting constant reviews/favorites/author alerts for. Not even SOTS gets that much attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of SOTS, someone asked me the other day why I made 14 court guard squads instead of keeping the normal 13. The answer is that when I first started writing for Sayuri, I was 16 and wanted to make her a captain in the end. Essentially, all of Breaking Through the Storm was written to set up for her captaincy and the rest of her life in Sonata of the Storm. I didn't want her to be captain of the 3rd, 5th, or 9th squads because I feel like the 3rd is cursed, I wanted the 5th to belong to Ichigo (yes, I determined they would be twins from the start), and 9th seems SOOOOOOOOOO cliché in HitsuxOC stories where the OC is a captain. I also wanted to give her a vice-captain of my own making (originally would have been Mitsuki, but ended up being Tatsuya), and I could not do that if I put her in an existing squad because all I would be hearing about it would be a bunch of bitching and moaning from the extreme canon fans. I also think my favorite HitsuxOC fic at the time was xoxoskittles' Wish Upon A Star, and her OC (Yuki, was it?) was the captain of the 14th squad. I think that story had a big impact on what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/end rant -back to organizing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wrath of Adelais:&lt;br /&gt;My only original story and I still haven't gotten any further than the first chapter. I think it's because I want to make it all philosophical sounding and futuristic with an Eureka Seven tendency. I haven't spent much time on it, but the time I have spent has been reorganizing my ideas and rewording the first chapter to be "perfect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm haven't updated SP in a long time. I just might do that by critiquing some more of "Forbidden Kiss" *rolls eyes* manhwa... jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaosu! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6798724060294026546?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6798724060294026546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/02/sr-second-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6798724060294026546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6798724060294026546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2011/02/sr-second-semester.html' title='SR: Second Semester'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-3760322599027905546</id><published>2010-12-01T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:51:53.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>spartan panda &amp; pon and zi</title><content type='html'>Just discovered pon and zi for the first time the other week. They're so freakin cute!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/TPaxL4felBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9jYNdfJ6DlY/s1600/disfugured.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/TPaxL4felBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9jYNdfJ6DlY/s320/disfugured.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mike said he really likes them too. Actually, he's the one that showed me the one in the pic above. Posted it to my user comments, actually. ^-^ ღ ♥ ღ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't posted a journal in awhile, now that I think about it. =S In other news, I know for sure I'm passing all my classes with a C or above. (actually, I have at least 3 A's and probably a couple B's.) Finals week is the week after next, and then I have a month off for semester break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say.... FANFICTION?! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;A little more inspired these days. I started watching Katekyo Hitman Reborn, so I want to write a TYL Lambo oneshot one time. I say I want to write a lot of oneshots and never really get around to it right away. I'm still working on As Daylight Dies ch 2. It's nearly finished, but I need to think up a decent ending to the chapter. I want it to be at least one more chapter longer, but 5 would be ideal! =D I will get there. Slowly, but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my big paper I had due for psychology, which is the ONLY paper I've written this semester. hahaha Don't have anymore to write for the semester anyway. I very much intend on writing a HitsuSayu oneshot for Christmas. No Toshiro birthday oneshot... Sorry dearies. Not happening. Unless I get an idea for a different OC. I kind of feel like giving them an anxiety disorder or something. [/abnormal psychology unit going to my head a lil bit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I have a new blog. You can visit it on my profile. It's called Spartan Panda. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-3760322599027905546?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3760322599027905546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/12/spartan-panda-pon-and-zi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3760322599027905546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3760322599027905546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/12/spartan-panda-pon-and-zi.html' title='spartan panda &amp; pon and zi'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/TPaxL4felBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/9jYNdfJ6DlY/s72-c/disfugured.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6337231696571332599</id><published>2010-10-24T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T10:59:09.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chew me up and spit me out</title><content type='html'>Heya. =D [/lovesthesonginthetitle]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been awhile since I posted a journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home for the weekend, brought Gina with me [I don't think I ever talk about her, so I'll explain. Gina is like my best friend at school. We live in the same hall/floor and are right next to each other in rooms. We do basically everything together], went to see The Social Network last night for my best friend's birthday [best friend from high school- I believe several of my quizilla journals have mentioned her, or at least on my NatsukiSensei2010 account I have], saw Jackass 3D yesterday. It was fuckin awesome, even though it was a little gross sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all my weekend has consisted of so far. Don't get me wrong, I've had a blast for the most part, especially seeing Jackass. Loved it. XD My brother had a marching band competition to go to, so when he got home he was soaking wet 'cause the director made them sit in the rain for 6 hours to watch the thing, and first thing he does when he gets home is give me a hug and sit on my lap, crushing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? Karma's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told him that we were going to play Halo today whether or not he liked it, and by &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; I mean Gina and me. XP Watched Stephen King's &lt;em&gt;The Night Flier&lt;/em&gt;. That was worse than the freakin Yeti... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rent movies often, seeing as there's nothing else to do at school. I mean there is, but it's nothing I feel like doing [let's just say that there's no such thing as a dry party at WIU]. Anyways, we rent all these scary movies, and ended up getting some really dumb ones. Yeti -supposed to be about the abominable snowman- was SO stupid. I mean the Yeti was fuckin frolicking though the snow. The Night Flier -or Nighty Boy, as we've been making fun of it- was really stupid, which shocked me kinda since it was Stephen King. It's probably a good book though. Even though we did watch several movies so far this weekend, most of what we spent our time doing was actually throwing pillows at each other and well... what do we ever do? Well, dear readers, just know that your authoress needs to get her mind out of the gutter. 75% of conversation that happens between Gina and I consists of dirty jokes and stuff like saying a hot guy in a movie is the other's baby daddy. I swear I'm only ever like this when Gina and I are together, which is all the time, basically. At least I can say I'm having fun in college. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to say, all of you should at least think about going to college. It's an awesome time. =D I say this with the general idea that several of my readers that message me are still in junior high/high school and almost feel obligated to say this. haha Stay in school, do your homework, blah blah blah... (but that's probably not what you want to hear from me, right? XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New chapter of SOTS will be up before Christmas. That's all I'm promising. I've been thinking about making a Halloween SOTS oneshot special. Please take my latest &lt;a href="http://quizilla.teennick.com/polls/17524072/sots-halloween-oneshot-special-would-you-participate" id="link_0"&gt;poll&lt;/a&gt; so I will know how many people would participate, and/or message me with ideas you would like to see in a Halloween special if you don't want to write it, but would like me to write it. I haven't posted in FOREVER, so I'll feel pretty productive if I finally publish something like a oneshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, new chapter of As Daylight Dies should be up soon. I need to remember how I tagged it on livejournal so that I can post the second one on the rvb_slash community. I&amp;nbsp;feel bad, like I've left it hanging for too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to write some oneshots... I believe I owe UraharaSteph a Lavi oneshot and xAnoonoox (sp?) a Hitsugaya oneshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes For the Lovers, coming right up! [/maybe? lol]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6337231696571332599?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6337231696571332599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/10/chew-me-up-and-spit-me-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6337231696571332599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6337231696571332599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/10/chew-me-up-and-spit-me-out.html' title='chew me up and spit me out'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-1787677220650265809</id><published>2010-09-10T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T16:52:47.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts/songs running through my mind....</title><content type='html'>ღ ღ ღ ღ ღ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;So, tell me, what do you advise for these symptoms:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;Heart beating faster and work is a disaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I'm lovesick when you're not around, check me over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;When strong hands and healing I'm dancing on the ceiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;Fever sure has got me good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;What you do when fever takes ahold?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;I can't help but need this drug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Don't you feel the fever like I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Over and over, over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I fall for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Over and over, over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I try not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Over and over, over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You make me fall for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Over and over, over and over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;You don't even try to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You think I'm pretty without any makeup on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You think I'm funny when I tell the punchline wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You make me feel like I'm livin a teenage dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I don’t know but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I think I maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Fallin’ for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Dropping so quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Maybe I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Keep this to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Waiting ’til I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Know you better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I am trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Not to tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; But I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; But I’m tired of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Holding this inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I’ve been spending all my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; Just thinking about ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I don’t know what to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; And now I found ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I don’t know what to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I alone love you, I alone tempt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I alone love you, Fear is not the end of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It's really good to hear your voice sayin my name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It sounds so sweet comin from the lips of an angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Hearing those words, it makes me weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I never thought I'd be in love like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;When I look at you, my mind goes on a trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;And you came in and knocked me on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;It's like I'm in a race, but I already won first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;You got me thinkin bout our life, our house, our kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Every morning I look at you and smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;'Cause boy, you came around and knocked me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Love it when you say have a good day, when you make fun of me for my hatred of the word literally, and when you make nervous journal posts, it's cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-1787677220650265809?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1787677220650265809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughtssongs-running-through-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/1787677220650265809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/1787677220650265809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughtssongs-running-through-my-mind.html' title='thoughts/songs running through my mind....'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-8508877972615265006</id><published>2010-09-08T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T15:46:26.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>teenage dreams</title><content type='html'>I told my quizilla readers, so I thought I'd actually update on this journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, what am I saying. This is a diary, AMIRITE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the reason I don't update as of lately.... It's stupid. Really, really stupid. It's not the whole "I'm too lazy to write" or "I hate SOTS so much" thing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda sorta... likethisguy. There. I said it. Now, for the stupid part.&lt;br /&gt;I've only ever talked to him online. I know, it's like "how can you have a crush on someone you've never met?" and "That's so dumb! You could end up in a lot of trouble."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me. I've tried to get it out of my head. I know it's not necessarily a good thing, but I can't help it. I just wish he had a little more confidence in himself. He's a real nervous person, worries about the smallest things. Well, so do I, but that's a different story. Right? .........Okay, maybe it's not. Anyways, he's a really sweet guy. I read in one of his old journals (before I started talking to him) where he was thinking about if he were ever a father and what he'd do about discipline when it comes to games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, realize by this time my face was like that "aww, that's so cute" expression. We're both the same age, except I'm like 7 months older or something, and (this is on Red vs Blue.com) I'm his only friend on there. (Only friend in a sense that I'm the only one he's added, and vice versa.) I love it how sometimes he randomly says stuff like "have a good day" or the one time he commented one of the headshots I had put in the yearbook for my senior pictures "Great picture. Can't seem to type "beautiful" without thinking either "creepy" or "stupid." "&lt;br /&gt;Awww ღ^////^ღ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our whole relationship (if you want to call it that) is based on flirting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I love talking to him, but this really sucks. I know meeting your spouse or whoever online and staying with them is entirely possible, seeing as my stepdad met my mom on PalTalk (back when AIM and ICQ were cool). He came to the US from Australia just to be with my mom. Fortunately he also lives in the states, so it's not like having to spend 2,000$ on a plane ticket just to get here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I'm gonna come right out and say "I wanna meet you" or something like that. That would be.... creepy? I'unno, seems like you should probably at least talk to the person on the phone before you meet in RL. I'm really happy whenever I see he's online though.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I wish he weren't so hard on himself. The other day he was beating himself up for telling his boss he wouldn't be able to work 'cause of homework, even though he could've made time for it some other time. Or he was freaking out thinking he'd disappoint everyone he's ever known just by being late to a frat meeting. I just wanna take him by the shoulders and say "it's alright. everything's going to be okay." 'Cause you know we all need to hear that once in awhile. It's like I wanna be there for him, but there's only so much I can do, ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should break myself of this or something, but it's just so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can prolly stop reading now. Things are going to be cheesy from here on out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that pop into my mind when he's talking to me:&lt;br /&gt;The song Teenage Dream (You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream~)&lt;br /&gt;The message on the sidewalk outside my residence hall that says "You make someone feel special."&lt;br /&gt;Another message that says "You're perfect just the way you are."&lt;br /&gt;Some quote from a french guy that says "Love is being stupid together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he makes me laugh, too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a total klutz, so he kinda jokes about it sometimes. Yesterday, you know, I'm so talented that I tripped UP the stairs. Retwisted my ankle that I sprained last April. Hurts like fucking hell. Now I can't be on the non-competitive tennis team at WIU. I can think of a million reasons why I shouldn't play any sport at all, so he was like "Just trying to play sports deserves a high five, before you sprain your wrist anyways."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I sprain my wrist I'm blaming Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, I'm such an idiot sometimes..... ::sigh::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-8508877972615265006?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8508877972615265006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/09/teenage-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8508877972615265006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8508877972615265006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/09/teenage-dreams.html' title='teenage dreams'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-5804074425113510530</id><published>2010-08-15T13:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T13:01:26.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>spoilers?</title><content type='html'>Did I post the spoilers for ch 6 on my last journal? I don't remember...&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I didn't, here they are.&lt;br /&gt;{[SPOILER ALERT: Read at your own risk]}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hollow held its head in terror as it was ripped apart from the  inside out. As its cries faded into nothing, Mitsuki and Tatsuya stared  at each other dumbfounded by the destruction of the Adjuchas. Then,  Mitsuki saw it again --the shadow in the corner of her eye. She lashed  her head to the side to get a good look at it and saw two dark figures  scurrying away into an alley. She ran after the two mysterious  observers, leaving Tatsuya dazed and confused.&lt;br /&gt;"Mitsuki? Mitsuki,  what are you doing?" he called out to her as he sheathed En'en Souryou  and chased after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've got to be more careful, Kanai. What  if they saw us?" Nari's bangs hung low over her eyes. She slipped the  black hood off her head, revealing her long, silvery hair. She sunk into  the shadows and rested against a cool, concrete wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey," a  voice came from behind her. Sayuri slipped on the wet balcony at the  sound of the intruder's voice and landed uncomfortably on her back.&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch..." she whined. "Don't do that, Toshiro. You scared me."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm  sorry," the white haired captain said and picked her up off the floor.  "I was just walking by your office and thought I'd drop in to say hi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{SPOILERS  END}&lt;br /&gt;Should be finished before the end of the week. Hopefully... =\ Once again, I move into the dorms next Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-5804074425113510530?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5804074425113510530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/08/spoilers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5804074425113510530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5804074425113510530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/08/spoilers.html' title='spoilers?'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-5400281312872257273</id><published>2010-08-14T17:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:10:41.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, back to SOTS</title><content type='html'>Currently listening to: Koyoi, Tsuki ga miezutomo by Porno Graffiti&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing: .hack//infection&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading: Love Hina/Pastel/Higurashi/I Am America/Biomega and a bunch of other crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, people. I'm actually making progress on SOTS. Here's some spoilers to tie you over for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{[SPOILERS START]}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hollow held its head in terror as it was  ripped apart from the inside out. As its cries faded into nothing,  Mitsuki and Tatsuya stared at each other dumbfounded by the destruction  of the Adjuchas. Then, Mitsuki saw it again --the shadow in the corner  of her eye. She lashed her head to the side to get a good look at it and  saw two dark figures scurrying away into an alley. She ran after the  two mysterious observers, leaving Tatsuya dazed and confused.&lt;br /&gt;"Mitsuki? Mitsuki, what are you doing?" he called out to her as he  sheathed En'en Souryou and chased after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've got to be  more careful, Kanai. What if they saw us?" Nari's bangs hung low over  her eyes. She slipped the black hood off her head, revealing her long,  silvery hair. She sunk into the shadows and rested against a cool,  concrete wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey," a voice came from behind her. Sayuri  slipped on the wet balcony at the sound of the intruder's voice and  landed uncomfortably on her back.&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch..." she whined. "Don't do  that, Toshiro. You scared me."&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry," the white haired captain  said and picked her up off the floor. "I was just walking by your  office and thought I'd drop in to say hi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{SPOILERS END}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  thinking a bit of HitsuxSayu-ness at the end, no?&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately it  may be the last update for awhile. I will try my best to add in enough  HitsuxSayu to tie you over for a semester or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, remember how I really hated livejournal cuz it wasn't letting me enter some of my interests right? I made a different one. ^-^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stardust092.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://stardust092.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it better than I thought I would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, sorry about the late updates. I'll try to get one last one out before I start school. I start a week from Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-5400281312872257273?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5400281312872257273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay-back-to-sots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5400281312872257273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5400281312872257273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay-back-to-sots.html' title='Okay, back to SOTS'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2935045114390738896</id><published>2010-07-19T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T12:06:33.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>So that whole "I'm going to start updating Sonata of the Storm more often" thing didn't work out so well. I don't remember the last time I updated... I've really been enjoying Red vs Blue, and I haven't thought much about Bleach, therefore I haven't updated in awhile. I've also been really preoccupied with video games. (It's an addiction, you know?) I started playing my brother's .hack// (pronounced dot hack) games, and they're so tedious and take forever to get through. I started Halo 3 on campaign mode on my brother's 360, and that was kind of sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd be the team-killing retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I already knew I had a tendency to do that. My bro let me play with him one other time, and I had to drive a warthog, but I didn't know how to control it very well and kept running him over. I'm telling you, warthogs are freakin hard to drive. (Six pedals, four directions. XD it's an RvB joke) This time, I cut his head off with a sword, blew him up with a rocket launcher, and shot him in the head with a sniper rifle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about a bad player. =( If we were playing in a different mode, I would've had a score of about -15. That's even worse than Caboose's score. (-1) Blue command even has a shortcut for recording his team kills. hahaha Control+F+U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I think I'm gonna work on As Daylight Dies -my Grif/Simmons ficlet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2935045114390738896?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2935045114390738896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2935045114390738896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2935045114390738896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-8582091878121584267</id><published>2010-06-24T01:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T01:54:50.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simmons 2.0</title><content type='html'>Meet Lyndsey Shaw.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 17-18&lt;br /&gt;Ht: 5'3"&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: light brown/dark blonde&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: brown&lt;br /&gt;Build: short, about average build-not thin, but not overweight&lt;br /&gt;Lyndsey is my current OC for a SimmonsxOC fic. I got the idea when I was messing with my St. Christopher necklace, actually. I was reading a SimmonsxGrif fanfic, and for some reason the idea struck me that I could write about Simmons having a girl before he went into basic, etc etc. I'm really likin the idea, and I'll write more about it later. It's really late though (like 2 am), and I need to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;G'night! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-8582091878121584267?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8582091878121584267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/06/simmons-20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8582091878121584267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8582091878121584267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/06/simmons-20.html' title='Simmons 2.0'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2969873994179304542</id><published>2010-06-06T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T00:19:57.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes</title><content type='html'>I don't have my laptop with me, and I'm on my grandma's computer so I'm using my blog for story notes/snips of dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reminders&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;*Write RyuxOC oneshot for Sapphire person. OC working on tedious task alone...&lt;br /&gt;*Watch DGM for UraharaSteph's oneshot&lt;br /&gt;*LuluxOC oneshot&lt;br /&gt;*SuzaxOC oneshot&lt;br /&gt;*RvB Tex/Church oneshot&lt;br /&gt;*RvB Sarge humor oneshot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disturbia:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter name= Aftermath, before History&lt;br /&gt;"[someone smacks someone upside the head] Remember, everything  happens for a reason."&lt;br /&gt;Notes to self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;rename all Disturbia chapters with titles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Something RvB related....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ex: Ichigo turns to watching RvB on his cellphone to tune himself out of the stupidity of the reality around him, and goes insane.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scratch that, that idea sucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"fight fight" -everyone dies and says sob when they're shot &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quotes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;"Goodbye, Private Biscuit! I will always remember your buttery goodness."&lt;br /&gt;"Private McMuffin"&lt;br /&gt;"_____, you can run around and scream like a woman." [name does so] "[Other name], prepare to defend your better looking commanding officer." "F*ck no! I wasn't trained to do that!" [1st guy still screaming] "Permission to join, [name], sir." &lt;br /&gt;"I volunteer to be agent Ohio with a license to be tall in the middle and round on both ends." &lt;br /&gt;"Where the hell am I going to find a steamroller?!"&lt;br /&gt;"What's this?! Insubordination?!"&lt;br /&gt;"Sayonara!" "That's not Spanish, you idiot........ That's French." &lt;br /&gt;"Am I dead? Wait, this can't be..." "Oh, there you are, sir." "NOOO, it is! I'm sorry. Repent, repent!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll use the quotes for another fic.... idk which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonata of the Storm:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*make minion for MK [not telling who that is XD]&lt;br /&gt;*give Ruuriro Hisaki better name&lt;br /&gt;*self-reviving Adjuchas, multiple Adjuchas&lt;br /&gt;*less fluff in chapter 5 [I've already sent ch 4 to LSP, plenty of fluff for the next 4 chapters in there]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, these reminders are a too much for me to remember anymore. I really need a freakin day planner.... Or a secretary. Whichever I get first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2969873994179304542?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2969873994179304542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/06/notes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2969873994179304542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2969873994179304542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/06/notes.html' title='Notes'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2664373635377778352</id><published>2010-05-31T00:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:06:38.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving along...</title><content type='html'>Currently listening to: Continued Story by Kuroishi Hitomi (Noooo, Lulu! DX)&lt;br /&gt;Currently writing: I forgot what I wanted to work on... =( I think it was a Lelouch tribute&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading: Wastelands still&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing: Jak 3 &amp;amp; .hack//infection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My video game streak hasn't died yet. ^-^; 'Specially since I started playing .hack//infection and am stuck on one of the dumbest levels on Jak 3. I'm really tired of seeing that "Mission Failed" message on the screen... -_-# Hey, just 'cause I like video games doesn't mean I'm good at them.&lt;br /&gt;So I finally finished chapter 4 of SotS and sent it to LSP (my beta). I think I want to write the final chapter of LIY next and probably chapter 3 of TWOA (The Wrath of Adelais). Although, I was reading the two chapters over and I really think that it is a little off. The first chapter should probably renamed the prologue because of the different tone, and the second chapter should actually be chapter 1 because it starts the actual narrative part of the story. I dunno... I think my beta may have to work on that one too, if she wants to. She currently only betas SotS and ACAT for me right now. Since I'm a slow updater she might be able to handle it. =) Thank goodness for people like LSP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that my writing has become much more descriptive than it used to, at least with SotS and all. I reread some of my early works like BTtS, and JEEZ! That really sucked. DX I didn't get some decent description in the story until Sinia and Ulquiorra's fight. Some of my stuff is still worded strangely, but not near as poorly as it was written before. My newer works have become a little more insightful too, like Project SOUL. I'm finally getting more into characters' thoughts and feelings without making them too OOC. When writing AU fanfics, OOC-ness will always occur to some degree, but the less, the better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2664373635377778352?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2664373635377778352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-along.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2664373635377778352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2664373635377778352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-along.html' title='Moving along...'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7471551786821092239</id><published>2010-05-20T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T13:08:33.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently listening to: Anna Molly by Incubus&lt;br /&gt;Currently writing: Dude, I'm hardly writing at all...&lt;br /&gt;Currently playing: Jak 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry... I've been MIA for almost a month or so on my blog. Even longer with SOTS. About Sonata of the Storm... Don't worry, I'm not quitting it. In fact I just worked on chapter four.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, give me some credit. At least I'm writing something. The first time I wrote something over my 2 month period of being AWOL on my posting was a Sana/Akito music oneshot to "Airplanes." Yeah, pretty depressing... Seriously though, I'm trying to work out a couple of the new characters. I'm trying to get their characteristics and whatnot to be right. I gotta say, planning a Shinigami has got to be one of the hardest character creation jobs I've ever had to do. Zanpakuto making is just not my thing. DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to get a new chapter of ACAT out by Tori's birthday, but it was Mother's day... Meaning I was my mother's slave monkey for a period of 24 hours. In order to kind of make up for my lack of updates on SOTS whatsoever, I will write a very vague plotline on this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Toshiro comes to Karakura, asks Sayu &amp;amp; Ichigo to be captains&lt;br /&gt;2. Twins take crash course on kidou&lt;br /&gt;3. Twins take captaincy test (pass of course)&lt;br /&gt;4. Sayu meets her new division&lt;br /&gt;5. an eventful evening after... (not gonna go into any detail there)&lt;br /&gt;6. Strange things start happening in SS&lt;br /&gt;7. Sayuri involved&lt;br /&gt;8. New villain appears&lt;br /&gt;9. Sayuri in trouble (*le gasp!* what KIND of trouble? XP)&lt;br /&gt;10. Sayuri not in trouble&lt;br /&gt;11. The end, they all live happily ever after&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7471551786821092239?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7471551786821092239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-still-alive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7471551786821092239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7471551786821092239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-still-alive.html' title='I&apos;m still alive...'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-8736270288095847150</id><published>2010-04-29T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T22:01:34.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back... kind of.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Currently listening to:&lt;/b&gt; Teardrops on My Guitar by Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently reading: &lt;/b&gt;Wastelands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently playing: &lt;/b&gt;Jak 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Currently writing: &lt;/b&gt;nothing &lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Current mood: &lt;/b&gt;sad... a little empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, not too much to say. I've been pretty busy with the end-of-the-year graduation stuff and all. Had prom last weekend, Senior trip tomorrow, Alumni Banquet Saturday, flute choir practice Sunday, environmental club trip next week, then band trip, band concert, baccalaureate, finals, graduation, and flute choir concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me that's not a viable excuse for lack of updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About updates.... I just don't feel like it. =\ I don't feel like writing a whole lot right now. I did manage to finish chapter 2 of The Wrath of Adelais (did I mention I changed the name of Konec Sveta: World's End?) though. Just not up to working on SOTS, LIY, or ACAT.Good luck getting me to update any of them before I graduate. I've had a couple people message me and tell me to get to work on it, but you know, I don't really care right now. I appreciate it and all, but I write when I feel like it and only when I'm in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;There are reasons other than my busy schedule for lack of updates. Remember way back when, when I wrote about my prom date having a girlfriend? I think it was at the end of January.&lt;br /&gt;There are problems with this now.&lt;br /&gt;Rather thank fully explaining my dilemma, I'll post a rant I made about it after prom last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The night I'd been waiting for weeks was gone in a flash. There's no  excuse to talk to you anymore, no reason to hang out with you. I won't  see that smile again -the one you flashed at me when you got to drive my  mom's car, when I tripped over my dress, or when I commented on how  tall you are. I won't see you again in that pinstripe tux you let me  choose. There's no reason for you to slow dance with me now, no reason  for any of that.&lt;br /&gt;It's all for the best, right?&lt;br /&gt;She's so much  better for you. A pretty girl to match a handsome personality. As long  as you love each other, that's all that matters. I want to be happy for  you, but I can't.&lt;br /&gt;The happiness I felt before, when you sing a  wrong note, smile at me, promised not to tag me out in PE, when you let  me wear your tie, anytime you were around me, I can't find it again.  That happiness is gone. My heart breaks into smaller pieces every time I  see you now. It's hard to be around you. Your glasses that you think  look dorky? They look good on you. That strange way my friends say you  walk? I like it.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can't help but wish that the way you  smile at me, every time you compliment me, the way you let me slip by  with things, that it was just for me. That's not it though. You treat  every girl like that because you were raised a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;A part  of me thinks, 'I wish he'd hold me that way.' I hate that side of me.  These thoughts are so wrong, all very wrong. It will never work. I'm  trying to move on, to preoccupy myself with my work. Maybe it'll work  out for the best. You belong with her, not me. I know I can't have you. I  tell myself that every time I think of you. Why can't I think of  someone else? It feels strange to think of someone else the same way.&lt;br /&gt;Thank  you for being my date. You made my last dance the best I'd ever had.  Good luck next fall, and take care of her. She deserves it, and so do  you.&lt;br /&gt;After all, I'm nothing more than your friend.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;I guess that pretty much explains most of it. I wish the night hadn't ended... I liked walking through grand march with him (with Fallin' For You playing in the background) and he even danced a slow song with me. &amp;lt;=] I enjoy being around him and wish I had reason to hang out with him more often... Well, at least he's happy, right? =') &lt;br /&gt;So, for now, don't expect any updates soon. Due to complications in my own love life, I just can't do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-8736270288095847150?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8736270288095847150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-back-kind-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8736270288095847150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8736270288095847150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-back-kind-of.html' title='I&apos;m back... kind of.'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-8919679326530799566</id><published>2010-04-15T00:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T00:14:47.025-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angry midgets?</title><content type='html'>No, not angry midgets. I'm just really angry this week... I don't know why, but unlike my normal personality, everything and anything pisses me off and I've been dropping the f bomb left and right. I say it's my inner gamer personality showing through. =\ You know the one where I have this alter ego that shines through when I'm playing videogames? I should really control it a bit more. It's very unattractive. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, I've got like over half of KS: World's End chapter 2 finished! XD I'm quite happy with the way the story's coming along now. It should be quite interesting. I'm thinking of making a mirror story when KS is finished. If I do it just right, I might have a chance of getting it published! hahaha Eat your heart out, SMeyer. XD Oh, before I forget, I changed my QZ account so any links I put on earlier journals to stories on it will end up locked. You won't be able to see them. This is my new account:&lt;br /&gt;http://quizilla.teennick.com/user/xshadowsxmasqueradex/user&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S8aeS5Lle8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Q9rKTIE8NNI/s1600/edwardgay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S8aeS5Lle8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Q9rKTIE8NNI/s320/edwardgay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-8919679326530799566?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8919679326530799566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/angry-midgets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8919679326530799566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8919679326530799566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/angry-midgets.html' title='Angry midgets?'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S8aeS5Lle8I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Q9rKTIE8NNI/s72-c/edwardgay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2274728583309231796</id><published>2010-04-07T18:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T22:24:31.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Konec Sveta: The World's End</title><content type='html'>KS: World's End is the product of the original fic I was planning the other day. I got the first chapter posted on my QZ. Click &lt;a href="http://quizilla.teennick.com/stories/16472203/lthe-worlds-endch-1r"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read it. Don't freak out if you see some foreign title at the top. It's Russian for apocalypse, written in the Russian alphabet. I refer to it as "KS: World's End" in my posts, so if you see that, I'm talking about that. Konec Sveta is the romanized version of the Russian word.&lt;br /&gt;So far it's a post-apocalyptic fic rather than pre-apocalyptic. I enjoyed writing it so far. I started chapter two today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still playing Jak a bunch. I dunno if I mentioned it or not, but I published a couple of Jak/Keira fics the other day. (Sunny Days in Sandover Village and Searching For You) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonata of the Storm.... (I keep wanting to call it Breaking Through the Storm.. not used to BTtS being over yet) I started chapter four, got past the part where they find out they passed the captain test, and from there, well, I got stuck. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious... chapter two's started, but I gotta get some ideas straightened out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KS: World's End.... ch 2 half done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACAT.... honestly, I put it off for so long I don't know where to pick up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTBW.... same here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! By the way, I've been watching Red vs. Blue, and this is one of my fav episodes. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qH5tQ1i5M1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qH5tQ1i5M1g&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2274728583309231796?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2274728583309231796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/konec-sveta-worlds-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2274728583309231796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2274728583309231796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/konec-sveta-worlds-end.html' title='Konec Sveta: The World&apos;s End'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-1020824662642221765</id><published>2010-04-05T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:34:14.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New original fic</title><content type='html'>So far there's good feedback on SotS. I'm planning on totally fluff filled chapter sometime soon. It probably  won't be until chapter five though. I started chapter four today, but between Oblivious, Lost In You, and my  recent Jak and Daxter obsession, I'm hoping I'll get around to finishing it before  the end of the month.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of good feedback on  Oblivious (my ocxoc two/threeshot). I've got a couple messages about it wondering when the next  chapter should be, and I should have it up by tomorrow. I got a really  cute idea for the next chapter, which was supposed to be the last, but I  really want to make it into a threeshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said before, I've been replaying the Jak and Daxter games. That explains  the Jak/Keira oneshots I've been craving to write for awhile, as well as  the "Pacifiers and Lollipops" challenges sponsored by myself and Apollo Night (on FFN).&amp;nbsp; I just can't get enough of the Jak/Keira pairing, though... Besides wanting to kill and shoot at the citizens of Haven City, that's one of the main reasons I'm playing it. Yes, I find pleasure in killing innocent people. Scary, no? XD Really, they're in the way, so there's no reason I shouldn't kill them, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've been  working on another original story. This one's more of an  adventure/pre-apocalypse fic. I'm planning on including a bit of the old  Russian dynasty (Grand Duchess Anastasia Nikolaevna, Grand Duke Alexei  Nikolaevna, etc.). I think it should be interesting. I've had this idea  about setting a fic in early 20th Century Russia (before the Bolshevik  revolution/World War I), so when I was reading "Wastelanders," I got a  really neat idea on how I could go about it. FYI, "Wastelanders" is this  collection of pre/post-apocalyptic stories by various authors. I just  finished reading "The End of the Whole Mess" by Stephen King, and I  really liked it! I always thought he was just a horror story author, but  he's really good. =D&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to figure out how to pronounce the Russian alphabet so I can translate Russian for "Lost City" into the English alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Where my updates are:&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*SOTS  chapter 4 started&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*LIY chapter 3 (or is it 4?) not  started&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*ACAT- still on hiatus...&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*Oblivious #2- should  be done tonight or tomorrow&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*Winter Wonderland/oneshot request-  Still not started...&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*Music Drabbles bonus tracks- they're  getting somewhere&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*QFTL challenge- not worked on since I  fulfilled my last request for it.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*20 Quotes challenge- I don't  even know if I want to do it, but one of the quotes is a basis for my  new original story&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;*"Pacifiers and Lollipops" challenges- I suck  at drawing, but I can try it. I'm gonna try for the oneshot too, but  I'm not sure where to start it.&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-1020824662642221765?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1020824662642221765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-original-fic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/1020824662642221765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/1020824662642221765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-original-fic.html' title='New original fic'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6988476479440916498</id><published>2010-03-31T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T21:32:04.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SotS Chapter 3</title><content type='html'>I finished and sent chapter 3 to my beta today. Let's just say..... I dunno, I don't wanna give a whole lot away. You&amp;nbsp; might like it, and you might hate me. Once I post it, you'll know why I'm saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switching topics, I've been slacking off again... After I went back into my tomboy days (which was only for like a day), I ended up playing Jak 2 for hours on end. It just kind of grew on me, so whenever I get home from school I play it. This is how I figured out a couple things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One:&lt;/b&gt; Apparently I swear profusely when playing video games. *shrugs shoulders* I'm not concentrated on what people hear, just what I'm doing in the game. Really, I was trying not to get killed by the KG and every time I almost died or nearly completed the mission and then died, I was like "fuck that... damn Krimson Guard!" Or when someone's chasing me down I'll be like "Die, little motherfucker!"&lt;br /&gt;This slightly worries me.&lt;br /&gt;I say it out loud, too. Not to anyone, just to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two:&lt;/b&gt; Playing videogames while sitting a foot away from the TV and on a hard floor may cause extreme tailbone pains and/or eye strain.&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I should've already known that though.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Anyway, my updates:&lt;br /&gt;SotS- should be updated tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;LIY-Recently posted chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia- not worked on&lt;br /&gt;ACAT- As usual... chapter 4 not even started&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious- not worked on&lt;br /&gt;Winter Wonderland- take a guess&lt;br /&gt;Music drabbles- finished on quizilla, but my FFN post needs one more to finish the challenge because of the original story&lt;br /&gt;QFTL- All requests finished. Now I just need quotes 14-30&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6988476479440916498?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6988476479440916498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/sots-chapter-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6988476479440916498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6988476479440916498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/sots-chapter-3.html' title='SotS Chapter 3'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6333271168880819141</id><published>2010-03-27T22:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:15:53.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Rogue</title><content type='html'>hahahaha I couldn't resist having a little fun with the title. In all honesty, I've never read the book, and don't really want to. Sara Palin is on this planet for my entertainment. XD&lt;br /&gt;What I really wanted to get at was my reversion to a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;Yes... My interest in dresses and makeup is dwindling as it did in like 6th grade, and all I want to do is play videogames and listen to 3DG/Breaking Benjamin hardcore. The reason? A very persistent guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In short: This guy doesn't understand how much I DON'T want to hangout or date him. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy that lives in the same town as me decides to add me to his facebook when he has no idea who I even am. I know who he is because his twin brother goes to school with me, but that's besides the point. He messaged me and told me he thought I was really cute and asked if I wanted to get to know him. So he could date me. -_- I messaged him back saying I'm too busy to try to let him down easy, but he didn't get it so I flat out told him I'm not interested.&lt;br /&gt;First off, the way he introduced himself was not a good impression. It made him seem desperate and slightly illiterate. (bcuz he rote like dis) Second off, he and his brother are a lot alike (mostly I only know that because other people told me they talk the same, act the same, look the same etc., but the thought is.... EWWW). From hearing his brother talk, I don't think I could last five minutes in the room with the guy. His voice is annoying. I do know that they look a lot alike, and let's just say... they're large. Like the shape of Mrs. Puff, only with small heads. I know that sounds really superficial, but I'm in no way attracted to him or his brother. If he acts the same, then it's a no for sure because his twin (did I mention they were twins?) talks about NOTHING. He rambles on about meaningless stuff I couldn't give a crap about.&lt;br /&gt;=\ It's not that I want the "perfect man". I just would rather find someone who's getting a college degree and going to amount to something rather than someone who may or may not have a job because all he has is a high school diploma. In short, nerdy guys are my type. Nerdy band geeks.&lt;br /&gt;Back to my tom boy fit:&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a violent videogame mood. I'm like a magnet for weird, reject type people, so after that I just wanted to abandon all thoughts of relationships and kill some metalheads like a freaking lunatic (Jak II for PS2, just so you know). That's all. Just thought I'd ramble a little today. This whole thing just kinda grossed me out in a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6333271168880819141?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6333271168880819141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-rogue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6333271168880819141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6333271168880819141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/going-rogue.html' title='Going Rogue'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-3184199439781860682</id><published>2010-03-24T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T21:38:58.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge complete!</title><content type='html'>I finished my first drabble challenge, the music drabbles. The thing is, I only finished it on my quizilla account. I don't have it done on fanfiction because one of the drabbles on quizilla is an original story, and I can't post original work on fanfiction. So what I'm going to do is post "bonus tracks" after the completed challenge on quizilla. If I get an itching to write some more after I complete it on FFN, I can just post them as bonus tracks there, too.&lt;br /&gt;All of my oneshot requests have been completed except for the Hitsugaya oneshot request (or the mini-series I said I would write). This is mostly because I wanted to put them in my Winter Wonderland challenge, but since it's spring now, I'm not really feeling the winter scenery... I'll get it done before May hopefully. I promise I will do it, but it's the last request I'm taking.&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's my last request, I'm still going to finish up the stories I've got going. Which are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-Sonata of the Storm&lt;br /&gt;-A Cruel Angel's Thesis&lt;br /&gt;-10 Drabbles, 10 Verses (aka Music Drabbles to fellow Quizillians)&lt;br /&gt;-30 Quotes (aka Quotes for the Lovers on Quizilla)&lt;br /&gt;-With These Broken Wings We Fall&lt;br /&gt;-Winter Wonderland drabbles&lt;/blockquote&gt;I hadn't really planned to do much fanfiction after I'm done with the remaining stories I've got, but I'll still post one here and there. Like a KazeSawa oneshot or an EdxRose ficlet. More canonxcanon pairings than canonxoc pairings. I'll be writing some original stories, too.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of canonxcanon, I've been writing a lot of those lately. I think my emotional maturity has reached a level where I'm not daydreaming about myself with anime characters like I was going through a couple years ago. So rather than create a new OC for each canon oneshot I want to write, I keep canon pairings. Plus, some of them go well in my music drabbles or the quotes challenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-3184199439781860682?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3184199439781860682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/challenge-complete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3184199439781860682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3184199439781860682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/challenge-complete.html' title='Challenge complete!'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-4731701753903776577</id><published>2010-03-16T18:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:36:12.557-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BTtS completed</title><content type='html'>Yes, I FINALLY finished Breaking Through the Storm. About time! Last night I wrote the final chapter and today after school I wrote a short epilogue on what happens to the remaining Espada. I sent the first chapter of SOTS to my beta just awhile ago, so it should be up some time this week. Thank goodness I finished BTtS. The Hueco Mundo arc was really starting to get annoying. Now I'm completely free to do whatever I like! New villains, new setting, new characters. It's just great to have this freedom. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started a new chapter of Lost In You or Oblivious yet, but I want to get them updated sometime soon. About that Hitsugaya oneshot request, I don't know that I can make it a Winter Wonderland one.... I'm just not feelin' the winter weather, you know? I'll still do it though. Which reminds me, I finished the Allen Walker request! XD I was so glad to finish it. I really liked writing it too. So this is the list I have left to do:&lt;br /&gt;-Sonata of the Storm&lt;br /&gt;-Lost In You&lt;br /&gt;-Hitsugaya Toshiro oneshot/twoshot request&lt;br /&gt;-Music Drabbles 8-10 (9 and 10 on Quizilla because of my original story)&lt;br /&gt;-Disturbia final chapters&lt;br /&gt;-A Cruel Angel's Thesis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-4731701753903776577?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4731701753903776577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/btts-completed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4731701753903776577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4731701753903776577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/btts-completed.html' title='BTtS completed'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-3107946463321920535</id><published>2010-03-13T11:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T11:08:11.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fanfiction</title><content type='html'>You know, after a couple weeks ago reading that flame on BTtS, I really wanted to quit writing fanfiction. If people are going to be offended by change in canon events, what's the point of having fanfics? Really, why be offended if you know that it's not the same as the original work? It's pointless to get upset over something like that. That's what I say to you, Dragon of Twilight. Yes, I'm calling you out. I honestly think that you worked yourself up over something too small to make a big deal out of it. After all, in that review you only sounded like a whiny little girl. Do us all a favor, and grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've got that out there, I just want to say: I am finishing all current projects. After they're all done, I don't really know. I doubt I'll be writing much more fanfiction. I'm kind of sick of writing for Bleach, you know? I just don't like the show even anymore because of all the fillers and the stuff Kubo puts in there for the fangirls (extra Hitsugaya showings, etc.). It just gets annoying. Like my brother said, "Bleach was good in the beginning. It was original, but after the first 20 episodes or so they just made it like any other anime. It was good when it wasn't mainstream anime."&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely be putting up the second half of "Oblivious," although I don't know when. I want to write more short stories like that, or even a sci-fi story of my own. I've got an idea for it. Heck, even my dad is writing his own book. It's about elementals basically. I think it sounds pretty cool, and I really hope he can get it published. =)&lt;br /&gt;As far as "Disturbia" goes, I want to end it in the next two chapters or maybe the next one. I just think the satire is a little juvenile, a little too harsh. The rest of my projects are listed below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Breaking Through the Storm chapter 39 and the epilogue (Yes, only one more chapter to the end)&lt;br /&gt;-Sonata of the Storm chapter 1 to the end&lt;br /&gt;-Disturbia 4 (and possibly 5)&lt;br /&gt;-Winter Wonderland 4-10&lt;br /&gt;-Allen Walker oneshot request (almost finished!)&lt;br /&gt;-QFTL challenge 14-30&lt;br /&gt;-Music drabbles 7-10&lt;br /&gt;-A Cruel Angel's Thesis up to the end&lt;br /&gt;-With These Broken Wings We Fall to the end (probably 10 chapters or so)&lt;br /&gt;-Lost In You to the end&lt;br /&gt;-Something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my original works, which is only "Oblivious" I guess, will continue after I'm finished with that list. I may write the occasional KazeSawa oneshot, but not many longer fanfics. It will probably take me over a year to finish all these projects, but I'll do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-3107946463321920535?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3107946463321920535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/fanfiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3107946463321920535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3107946463321920535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/fanfiction.html' title='Fanfiction'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-3568116407820746242</id><published>2010-03-07T21:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:25:35.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oblivious</title><content type='html'>That's the title of my new story. I've been daydreaming a lot lately (which is bad because I have a lot of homework that I need to do tonight, and I have yet to start any of it)... I've been thinking about college next year and having a boyfriend blah, blah, blah.... Sometimes I'm just kind of hopeless when it comes to these things. Seriously, my friends tell my I'm oblivious to any guy that likes me. I'm too deep in thought. This is where "Oblivious" comes in. I decided to write the ficlet about a guy and his best friend who's a girl and how she's completely oblivious to the fact that he likes her. It's not too bad, but I needed a break from BTtS and the other fanfiction.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I started that Allen Walker oneshot! =) I'm so glad I did because I think it's going to turn out really cute. I ended up making the OC nearly making a deal with the Millenium Earl because her best friend died (which relates to me in that I lost my bff like 6-7 months ago). I think it'll be good! Plus it made me want to continue reading/start watching D. Gray Man.&lt;br /&gt;I'd write more, but I really need to get reading. I've got to read all of "Gulliver's Travels" tonight, and do the questions on it for English, and then my US History teacher dumped a bunch of homework on us Friday when I had to take a test and didn't have time to do it. Ugh! He's such a jerk sometimes, you know? &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oblivious" is posted on my Quizilla account in case anyone wants to read it. (http://quizilla.teennick.com/user/NatsukiSensei2010/profile/)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-3568116407820746242?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3568116407820746242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/oblivious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3568116407820746242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3568116407820746242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/03/oblivious.html' title='Oblivious'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-5399447381412803572</id><published>2010-02-28T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T20:13:54.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>~Updates, Updates.~</title><content type='html'>I'm in a pretty good mood today, so I'll work on the BTtS finale. =) Plus I want to go over the first few chapters of SOTS again. I really really want to get the whole story (BTtS) finished and posted before my birthday, March 21st. I actually wanted to get the first chapter of SOTS posted on my birthday. I think that's a good starting point. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;I still have yet to figure out the complete HitsuxSayu major fluff moment at the end and how exactly Ken-chan and Byakuya are going to end up, but other than that, the ending is pretty much set! I posted chapter 36 last week, and I sent 37 to my beta some time ago. I haven't heard anything from her about it so far, so I'm assuming it was pretty good. I really want to publish it, but I want to hear from her first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've thought of an original story I want to try writing. It's either that, or I use the plot line for that Allen Walker oneshot. It's about this girl who is in a coma from being in a really bad car accident, and she's being plagued by memories of her fighting with her best friend who died just recently. She won't wake up from her coma until she can stop reliving the memories, including the time she told her friend wished she would die. Her love interest is the only one who can possibly help her, but he can only help by staying by her side and trying to get through to her. If I don't do it as the original story, I'm going to use the plot for the Allen Walker QFTL request. (In case you haven't realized, the "telling her friend she wished she would die" part comes from my treatment of my own best friend before we were friends. See my last entry to understand what I mean)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-5399447381412803572?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5399447381412803572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5399447381412803572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5399447381412803572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates-updates.html' title='~Updates, Updates.~'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-1266896415385806739</id><published>2010-02-25T23:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:58:16.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of friendship</title><content type='html'>This is my essay I wrote for the "This I Believe" contest my English class entered. I won a 100 dollar scholarship for winning the contest. It's very personal and I think I should just get my thoughts out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in understanding one another.&lt;br /&gt;During the past four years of my high school career, I have gradually realized that even the minutest differences tear people apart. After observing my own classmates for twelve years, I noticed they were terrible to anyone who was different. I even catch myself picking out oddities upon first meeting someone. In August of 2009, I was reminded of the difference one person makes in another’s life, no matter how different the two are. My best friend went in for surgery to remove some tumors wrapped around her organs, but she died in the operating room. Her aorta disintegrated after the surgeon removed the tumor holding it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libby was never normal. She was born with neurofibromatosis, a genetic disorder in which nerve tissue grows tumors. In her case, the tumors were dangerous. They grew around her major organs. It was discovered after her passing that they were cancerous and could have strangled her to death if she had survived the surgery. As Libby got older, her body became malformed due to the tumors pushing on various parts of her body, but that’s not how I choose to remember her. I remember her as the fun-loving, energetic girl who always made me smile. Despite her condition, she wanted to live her life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Libby now, but it was not always that way. When we were little, I thought she was the most annoying, spoiled brat I had ever met. I never understood why she was that way or why her parents gave her everything they could. It wasn’t until I was a junior in high school that we became good friends. Looking back, I don’t think any of my classmates truly realized what she had been through. I never thought about what she truly felt, and I didn’t try to understand. It was only after her passing that I realized what her life was like. Her father explained to me that she would come home from school and throw a party in her room by herself. Her peers were not as kind to her as she would have liked, and they made fun of her body and goofy personality. The cheerleaders would complain about her joining the squad, constantly talking about how she didn’t deserve to be on the squad. They didn’t know she was in constant pain, that she pushed herself to experience everything she could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't make fun of Libby, I feel that there was a lesson to be learned from her life. I believe in not judging a person before you get to know them. They could turn out to be the best friend you’ll ever have, and by not giving people a chance, you could have lost a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of all the times we went  places together, we never got to see the movie I promised you we'd go  watch. I only wish that I had become your friend sooner. The good  memories are far too few for me to carry on without regret--regret of  having looked down on you and fighting with you in my ignorant times of  adolescence. I'm sorry I never understood your pain, sorry that I was such a snobby brat, sorry that I said I wished you would die. I love you forever and always.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ღ Morgan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-1266896415385806739?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/1266896415385806739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/power-of-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/1266896415385806739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/1266896415385806739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/power-of-friendship.html' title='The power of friendship'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6574652523915085012</id><published>2010-02-25T17:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:21:54.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning is depressing...</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously starting to think that all the homework my teachers are shoving on us cause side effects. Like depression, lack of motivation, and possibly thoughts of suicide. (jk, not suicide. more like homicide) It seems that most of my classmates as well as myself are just bummed out. Maybe it's because our Senior year plain old sucks. It's been a bad year... Really bad. If I had to choose, I'd say last year was the best. Most of my friends in HS graduated last May, so without them it kinda sucks. =(&lt;br /&gt;I finished up ch 36 and posted it finally. I've got most of chapter 37 written all except for Ichigo and Sayuri's fight against Gin. I came home today and was all ready to write it, but now I'm kind of like: "Meh.... I don't wanna write."&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, it'd be better if I didn't. My work will probably suffer because of my lack of emotions right now. I hope spring hurries up. Winter is depressing enough in itself, but all this homework makes it even worse....&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. All I wanna do is sleep..... -_-zZzZzZzZz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6574652523915085012?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6574652523915085012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/learning-is-depressing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6574652523915085012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6574652523915085012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/learning-is-depressing.html' title='Learning is depressing...'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-8845403413681278741</id><published>2010-02-21T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:02:48.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed chapter 36</title><content type='html'>Currently reading: The Dark is Rising &amp;amp; Higurashi: When they cry&lt;br /&gt;Currently listening to: Invasion-Bleach OST&lt;br /&gt;Currently writing: BTtS final chapters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've finally started on BTtS again! XD After finishing Project SOUL, I decided I should probably work on the ideas I have for the final chapters and get it all straightened out. I wrote chapters 37, 38, and 39 before doing 36. I have to get the part where Ichigo comes in and Shinji's start of the fight with Aizen written up first. I'm kinda not wanting to do it right now because all the fighting I wrote before it (aside from chapter 38) was kinda the same as 36 will be. Someone attacks Aizen and ultimately fails... That's basically the main pattern of the whole Karakura arc in the manga right now anyway. I originally hadn't planned to go any further than chapter 38, but after 39, I'm going to write chapter 40 and an epilogue. Chapter 40 should be the last before the epilogue, but I don't think I'll guarantee it. The ending of this story will probably be put up with the epilogue I had planned in the same chapter. I dunno... Hopefully I'll work on that soon. Since I've had so many fail ideas for the ending, I thought I might as well post up the first fail chapter 36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(former) Chapter 36: Rules of Engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A heavy reiatsu approached Sayuri and the others. It wasn’t nearly as intense as that a captain’s or Espada’s.&amp;nbsp; It was more like a lower level Hollow. Sayuri observed three female Arrancar moving closer to them with their zanpakutos drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Stop right there! You‘re not getting out of here,” said one with short, navy blue hair and a horn protruding from her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Oh, come on. What kind of line is that? That's so cliché. Can’t you think of anything else to say?” Sayuri said bluntly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Could you be any less subtle?“ Rukia said. The short Arrancar, most likely a Numeros, leapt at her, but one of the two others accompanying her held her back. The one holding her had dark skin and brown, wavy hair with tiara like headband around her forehead. The other had straight, greenish hair and pale skin with straight cut bangs and dressed in medieval clothing. [1]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Calm down, Apache,” the darker one said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Shut up, Mila Rose! Aizen-sama told us to eliminate any intruders,” Apache said, or so they assumed that was her name.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“So uncivilized,” the third said with a fan covering half of her face. “You half-wits need to stop quarreling in the presence of our guests.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Half-wits?!” Apache and Mila Rose said in unison. “Sun-sun!” The two growled at her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Toshiro cleared his throat to get the three Numeros’ attention. “Would you please stop behaving like a bunch of barbarians?” he said. The girls stopped their squabbling and directed their anger toward him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;‘And he said my mouth would get us in trouble,’ Sayuri thought. Apache attacked him from the front while Mila Rose attacked from behind, but Sayuri blocked Mila Rose’s zanpakuto with her own. Sun-sun stood back and watched her fellow fracción fight. They were inferior to her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Apache formed a cero on her horn and was about to release it when someone interrupted her. “STOP!” Halibel commanded her fracción. “These people are not your enemies. Please sheathe your zanpakuto.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Halibel-sama...” Apache said in amazement. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“It was all Apache’s fault!” Mila Rose said&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Why you... You wanna go, Mila Rose?!” Apache growled. She raised her fists as Mila Rose readied herself to pounce on her. Before they could fight, Halibel took them both by the wrists and gave them a serious look. Actually, it was hard to tell what the look on her face really was because of her uniform covering almost half her face. The two stopped their fighting again and looked at her apologetically.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sayuri looked at Halibel like she was crazy. Since when did Espada think that Shinigami weren't their enemy? She didn’t understand what was going on. Halibel noticed the dumbfounded look on her face. “Don’t worry. We’re not here to harm you,” she said. “I’m part of a resistance created by the late Tercera Espada, Hartman Sinia.”&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“It’s true,” Stark stepped forward. “We can help you get out of here, but there’s just one thing standing in the way.” It was true that the remaining Espada were on their side, but there was still one other standing in their way: Yammy. He was a ruthless monster. He didn’t care who it was that stood in his way. He just wanted a decent fight.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sayuri always thought that Yammy was a weakling because of the ten tattooed on his body, but she was wrong. When Yammy activated his resurrección, his number changed from a ten to a zero. Halibel explained that the Espada ranked from zero to nine rather than one to ten. Yammy was the only Espada whose number changed. It was unlikely that she and her companions would stand a chance against him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Just as they were talking about him, the Zero Espada interrupted them and laughed maniacally. The ground vibrated as he stomped over to the group. “Well, would ya look at that! For a bunch of cockroaches, they made it pretty far,” he said. Sayuri and Toshiro jumped back when Yammy punched the ground where they were standing. There was a large crater where they were previously stood. Then he picked up Orihime and started to crush her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Strike from the heavens, Rai-Joshin,” Sayuri said. Rai-Joshin’s blade changed and electricity surrounded Sayuri once again, but this time it was different. It was denser than before and almost as heavy as Toshiro’s when he was at full power, but not quite that powerful. She jumped up and sliced off the arm that held Orihime.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Why you little-” Yammy said angrily. He tried crushing Sayuri with the fist that he had left, but she shunpoed out of the way. It was like a game of whack-a-mole. Yammy’s fist was the hammer and Sayuri the mole that he failed to hit. It came to a point where craters covered every bit of ground within a hundred foot radius of Yammy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Rule number one: don’t call me little,” Sayuri said from behind him and stepped on his shoulder. The large Espada turned his head, and she hit it with the Rai-Joshin’s hilt, causing his neck to twist painfully. She landed on the ground before him, and he twisted his neck back into place. He nearly smacked her, but she shunpoed to his other side. Sayuri spent so much energy just running from Yammy that she started to slow down from exhaustion. She slowed down so much that he was able to knock her to the ground with a great impact. Sayuri propped herself up on her elbows. and she scowled at him. Her breathing was labored. His fist was about to crush her, but she blocked it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sayuri heard a hysterical laugh coming from behind Yammy. She recognized it as the bloodthirsty laughter of Zaraki Kenpachi. “Well aren’t you something!” he said as he took his eye patch off. He must have recognized the power of the Zero Espada if he was willing to take his eye patch off.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Yay! Ken-chan’s got a playmate!” Yachiru said from Kenpachi’s shoulder. Yammy turned his attention toward captain/vice-captain duo. Yachiru jumped off of Kenpachi’s shoulder, and the people watching the scene before them cleared out of the way as well.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;“Rule number two: do not befriend Zaraki Kenpachi,” Sayuri muttered.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Kenpachi rushed at the Espada with a wicked grin on his face. A challenging fight was to Kenpachi as a new toy was to a child. He slashed away at Yammy and occasionally allowed him to land a hit or two. It had been awhile since he had such an exciting battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ending theme: Showing Off from Bleach OST 3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like I said, it was a total failure. There's no way I could use it anyway because Sayuri and the others have already left HM at this point. On the flip side, I will put up some snippets of my current chapters 38 and 39. ^-^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; -&lt;/div&gt;"S-Sayuri... Sayuri!!!" Toshiro's face held an expression of pure terror. He refused to believe that any of what just happened was real. Sayuri was fighting Ichimaru; the girl lying on the ground below couldn't have been her. It was just another one of Aizen's illusions.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Ichigo watched as Toshiro furiously attacked Aizen over and over. His own hatred had blinded him. As the young captain wore himself down, it occurred to Ichigo that he should be helping. That's right, he could fight, too. Why wasn't he doing anything, then?&amp;nbsp; The seconds that passed by felt like minutes, maybe even hours. Before he knew it, Aizen had plunged his zanpakuto through Toshiro's chest. He fell ever so slowly to the ground a few feet away from Sayuri. Was this what they meant by the senses being forced to the absolute limit?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Somewhere in the midst of Ichigo's paralysis from his own thought, he regained his battle instinct. He put a better grip on Zangetsu and rushed at Aizen. He attacked him with great force, though not as recklessly as Toshiro had done. Never run away; fight with intent to kill; resolve to win. These were the rules that all Shinigami lived by, especially Ichigo. Dieing was not an option.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;When Toshiro awoke, he was no longer surrounded by the chaos of battle. He stood on a grassy hilltop, much like the one where he spent his evenings watching the sun set in Karakura town. A light breeze carried the sweet smell of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers. The grey skies of the approaching winter were now a calm blue. He put a hand to his chest. Where Aizen had stabbed his heart was untouched. The cuts on his face and arms were no longer. If anything went through his mind just then, it was the thought that he had died and gone to heaven. The innocent atmosphere surrounding the hilltop gave him peace of mind, but he couldn't stay there. He had to go back to Karakura and fight.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Tall figures cloaked in white began to approach him from all sides. There must have been about seven of them. Their faces were hidden by their hoods. "Hitsugaya Toshiro," came the deep voice of the tallest figure. "Do you wish to fight again?"&lt;br /&gt;xXxXx&lt;br /&gt;They're better than what I originally had planned, I promise that. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-8845403413681278741?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8845403413681278741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/failed-chapter-36.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8845403413681278741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8845403413681278741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/failed-chapter-36.html' title='Failed chapter 36'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-4120256046450144263</id><published>2010-02-17T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:59:16.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LIY part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Currently listening to: Breath by Breaking Benjamin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Currently reading: Kimi ni Todoke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Currently writing: Lost in You part 2 (1500 words so far!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished Project S O U L. =) I rather like the ending, and I think this'll really help me finish up Breaking Through the Storm. The only thing I'm worried about is that I won't be able to fit it into the story properly. I mean it has a completely different tone from the rest of the story, and right now I don't think it seems right for that story. Oh well... I'll use it anyway 'cause when I finish it I'm going to go back and rewrite the beginning chapters. They're that bad. -_-;&lt;br /&gt;I started writing part two again of Lost in You. I don't know that I care so much for some of the detail I put in. Like I think I focused too much on her problems at home, and one of the experiments I had her do in her sociology class was kind of dumb and common sense. I hope I finish it tonight. I just really don't know what to do with it too much for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-4120256046450144263?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4120256046450144263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/liy-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4120256046450144263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4120256046450144263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/liy-part-2.html' title='LIY part 2'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-4870855795316269883</id><published>2010-02-14T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T23:09:21.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Project S O U L</title><content type='html'>I know I said I'd work on that ending of BTtS, but I thought that the concept itself should have been explained a little more in-depth. The result of this is my newest story, &lt;i&gt;Project S O U L&lt;/i&gt;. Summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Despair, regret, darkness. All of these things lead to the creation of Hollow. 300,000 years ago, the lead group of Precursors, the Council of Elders, created project SOUL to keep the balance between good and evil. Little did they know how much SOUL would develop and what evil could become of it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the ficlet, I'll probly go on to explain how the Precursors created Soul Society and the formation of the first Hollow and why, etc. When I post the chapter of BTtS with the Precursors in it, I'll probably announce that Project S O U L is a mirror story to BTtS. It's got a little bit of Japanese mythology in it, and like I said before, it's pretty much like a "Paradise Lost" approach to Bleach (only with Japanese mythology rather than Christianity).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp; didn't write that HitsuxSayu Valentine's day ficlet... I also didn't write that Allen Walker oneshot. =( It's been over a month since I made that deadline for myself for January 18th. I'm almost done with the requests. That Allen Walker oneshot is the only one I hadn't done yet. I'll get it done soon, though! I should be posting SOUL sometime tonight or tomorrow, so when it gets posted, it should show up in my fanfic feed (now below the blog posts)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-4870855795316269883?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4870855795316269883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/project-s-o-u-l.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4870855795316269883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4870855795316269883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/project-s-o-u-l.html' title='Project S O U L'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-4900420123321730828</id><published>2010-02-12T23:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T23:23:50.492-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Dad Ever!</title><content type='html'>YESSSS, I GOT IT! I FINALLY GOT IT!!! I finally know how to kill Aizen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've said this like three other time, but I really think I got the right idea this time. XD You wanna know how? It wasn't by watching anime or reading more stories. It was just because my dad brought up the idea! I know what you're thinking. "Your DAD gave you the idea for a Bleach story?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My dad is really into the Japanese culture and philosophy. He asked me what I do when I get ideas for stories (character development, plotting, planning, etc.), and told me about his idea for "greater powers". It's kinda hard to explain, but I'll try. We were talking about Bleach, so he was wondering about what happened to souls who die in SS. I said they're probably either reincarnated or sent onto another level. It's kinda like a heaven for heaven. When you think about it, Soul Society couldn't have created itself, right? Someone had to establish the whole zanpakuto/Shinigami powers to begin with. And why is Aizen stronger than his elders? More importantly, &lt;i&gt;how &lt;/i&gt;did he get so strong? There can be more to it than just "Kubo needed a strong bad guy with kickass powers." It's a little like Ying and Yang: with light there is dark, and the basic concept of the ying yang is pretty much that light turns to dark, and dark to light. Like an infinite process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my point. I'm probably going to take kind of a Paradise Lost approach to the ending of BTtS. (Search "John Milton Paradise Lost" if you don't know what it is) It's not going to be religious, but I'll use religious figures and stories as the basis for reasons to create Soul Society and how, etc. I might end up having to write a separate story for that one, but I really think this would be a great ending. =) And even in the sequel I can use a philosophical approach to the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wuv my daddy! XD haha Please don't mistake me for one of those creepy talking baby dolls on TV. But really, I'm glad to have my dad. He's really supportive of about everything I do. ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-4900420123321730828?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4900420123321730828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-dad-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4900420123321730828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4900420123321730828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/best-dad-ever.html' title='Best Dad Ever!'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-117279568151127352</id><published>2010-02-10T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:22:48.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Progressive Day</title><content type='html'>I got another snow day today, so I made a lot of progress on some unfinished challenges and requests. =) I wrote meijichoco's two-shot tribute, that Kaname Kuran request, and attempted part two of Lost In You... But really, I wanted to work on it, and I just got distracted. Again. I started reading a new manga. That's why. Here's the synopsis. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimi ni Todoke (lit. Reaching You) &lt;br /&gt;Sawako Kuronuma, called Sadako by her classmates for her resemblance to the character Samara from 'The Ring' (a popular Japanese horror movie), has always been feared and misunderstood because of her appearance. There are rumors that Sawako can see ghosts and curse people. But when her idol, the popular Kazehaya, begins talking with her, everything changes. She finds herself in a new world, making new friends and talking to different people. Sawako opens up to new people, making it easy for them to hurt her or help her. Which will her new friends do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a really nice shoujo, and Sawako is just so cute. XD I think I want to give Akane a little bit of Sawako's personality 'cause I like her so much. Not a whole lot, but a little bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have two more requests now. I've got to write that Allen Walker oneshot for CrazyRabidMonkey, and then I've got to do another Hitsugaya two-shot/three-shot. I told the requestee it would be a mini-series, but I really think it's going to be a max of two chapters. I'm just getting so burnt out on Hitsugaya ideas, and I really want to write Uryu's mini-story. After I get all these requests and stuff done, I'll probably work on BTtS some more. I just haven't had much motivation for it lately. Sure, I got my hopes back up after chapter 391, but they completely dropped again after 392. Damn that Aizen...&amp;nbsp; -_-##&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-117279568151127352?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/117279568151127352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/progressive-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/117279568151127352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/117279568151127352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/progressive-day.html' title='A Progressive Day'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-3954254464075371643</id><published>2010-02-09T08:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T08:28:13.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireflies</title><content type='html'>Currently listening to: With Me by Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;Currently writing: Lost in You part 2&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading: Higurashi-When they cry (I think that's the name...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get started, the title of this journal has nothing to do with the song Fireflies. I detest that song. x.x It's just 'cause I was listening to Firefly by A*Teens. (Way better song) And yeah, I'm putting BTtS off again. =\ I started on LIY 2 this morning, but I can't seem to get anywhere with it. I blame it on Farmville. Addicting little game... I know what I want to happen. I just can't put it into proper words yet.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking back on some early chapters of BTtS, and I realized that there is A LOT of dialogue. I knew there was a lot, but I didn't think it was THAT much... Wow, this is bad. Really bad. Maybe when I finish the story I'll rewrite it. =\ No wonder my brother says it's bad.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get part 2 of LIY&amp;nbsp; finished today. I got another snow day, so I have the whole day to do whatever I want. =) Here's my very vague plot line for LIY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akane struggles with math -&amp;gt; asks Uryu for help -&amp;gt; her father gets mad at her for her grades -&amp;gt; something else -&amp;gt; another thing happens -&amp;gt; end of story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was searching for an Uryu layout for my blog... If it changes layout again, I promise it's still the same blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-3954254464075371643?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/3954254464075371643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/fireflies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3954254464075371643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/3954254464075371643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/fireflies.html' title='Fireflies'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7888829462509689133</id><published>2010-02-08T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:22:32.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in You</title><content type='html'>I finally got something done. =) I started on my Uryu mini-series called "Lost in You." It should be in my FFN feed to the right sometime soon. I'm quite proud of it. I think it's one of the sweetest things I've written besides the Kyoya oneshot. I really wanted to make that one in to a three-shot... =( But it was a quotes request so I could only take up one chapter with it. Maybe sometime I'll write another Kyoya ficlet.&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to write a little farewell ficlet for meijichoco of Quizilla. I've been a long-time fan of Mei-san's work, and I thought it would be a good idea to show my appreciation to her. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;BTtS... was getting there. I started it, got interrupted by my calculus homework, and started on my Uryu ficlet idea. I'll work on it soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm in the mood for a little OC interview. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Which of your original characters do you identify with most?&lt;br /&gt;Akane&lt;br /&gt;2. Which OC do you like writing about the most?&lt;br /&gt;Sayuri&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you and the above OC share the same interest in a certain canon character?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your most original fanfiction you've written?&lt;br /&gt;A Cruel Angel's Thesis&lt;br /&gt;5. How many ongoing stories do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;About 10&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you do to make your OCs more "real"?&lt;br /&gt;Give them birthdays, um... make sure to give them three or more faults... I put a different part of my personality in each.&lt;br /&gt;7. Which OC's birthday is closest to yours?&lt;br /&gt;Akane (February 16th), 2nd closest is Tori (May 9th)&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you have any canon/oc friendship stories?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. "A Cruel Angel's Thesis"&lt;br /&gt;9. Why the friendship pairing?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted an Ichi/OC romance pairing, but I realized that I couldn't picture Tori and Ichigo like that.&lt;br /&gt;10. Which is better: oneshots or longer stories?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on my mood. Oneshots are pretty quick to write and usually easy, but ongoing fics take more thought and time.&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you switch places with one of your OCs?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Akane. &lt;br /&gt;12. Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause Uryu is adorable. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway... I'll try to work on my oneshot stuff sometime. I want to get them up before Valentine's Day since they were requested over a month ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S3C4ewkmz4I/AAAAAAAAACY/cM0kJKIy9JU/s1600-h/arrows-time.uryu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S3C4ewkmz4I/AAAAAAAAACY/cM0kJKIy9JU/s320/arrows-time.uryu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I ღ Uryu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7888829462509689133?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7888829462509689133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost-in-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7888829462509689133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7888829462509689133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/lost-in-you.html' title='Lost in You'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S3C4ewkmz4I/AAAAAAAAACY/cM0kJKIy9JU/s72-c/arrows-time.uryu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6314806016277477005</id><published>2010-02-05T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T20:43:05.195-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Word of the day: Audacity&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;pl.&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;span class="kw"&gt;-ties&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; Fearless daring; intrepidity.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Bold or insolent heedlessness of restraints, as of those imposed by prudence, propriety, or convention.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Just a bit of inspiration for ya. ^-^ I had actually used it for a BTtS future (near-future actually) chapter and really liked it (the word). =D&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of said chapter, I have a few snippets of dialogue/thought/etc. used. I'll put them below, but I won't put names on them. XD I've blurted out the majority of names and pronouns to confuse people until it's put up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You love her, don't you?" he taunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're damn right I do," ____ snarled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't do this to me, Sayuri."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____ knelt down next to _____'s lifeless body and gently scooped [her/him] up in [her/his] arms and checked to see if [he/she] was breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now... I might put a little more up later, but I really don't have much written of it. Admittedly there is HitsuxSayu-ness in this particular piece, but when I got bored of writing all the action, I skipped to Aizen's defeat and the fluff/ending parts.&lt;br /&gt;Now, for the other fail ending chapter (I wrote this before I was completely decided on Aizen's death. It won't be used in the story):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Toshiro woke up and rubbed his eyes. He looked at his surroundings. He was in the fourth division, his torso dressed in bandages. He shifted a little and noticed something weighing down the bed sheets. There Sayuri lie with her head on the cot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Poor thing. It's about time she got some sleep," Unohana said from the door. "This must be the first time she's slept since we brought you in here." Toshiro brushed some hair out of her&amp;nbsp; face and rested his hand on her cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"How long have I been out?" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Three days."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Sayuri heard the two talking and started to wake up. She blinked a couple times and looked at him still half asleep. Toshiro smiled softly at the groggy girl. He tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in his chest stopped him from doing so. Sayuri quickly grabbed a few pillows and propped him up to set them behind him. Unohana quietly slipped out the door to give the two some space.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"You'll hurt yourself again if you move too much," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I'm fine," he assured her. "Just stay here for awhile."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Toshiro pulled her closer, and she wrapped her arms around him. He took in the smell of her hair. It was sweet like a lily. "I'm not going anywhere," she said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6314806016277477005?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6314806016277477005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/word-of-day-audacity-n.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6314806016277477005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6314806016277477005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/word-of-day-audacity-n.html' title=''/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2416751694565641266</id><published>2010-02-03T21:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:26:04.034-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BTtS 36 Update</title><content type='html'>I've been in the writing mood again. I finally finished that Kyoya oneshot for StoryReader888. Now I just have to finish the Kaname oneshot and the Allen Walker oneshot. Kaname could be fairly easy, but Allen I'll have some troubles with. In my fanfiction feed on the sidebar, there should be a story "30 Quotes" that's been recently updated. The Kyoya one is chapter 11 if anyone cares to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided I would work on BTtS some more. I've been reading the spoilers in the Bleach wiki and may have overcome my problem of how to kill Aizen. I'm still changing my mind constantly about how Sayuri and Toshiro are going to fight, but I think now I want Toshiro to come in on Aizen's fight, and Sayuri to kill Gin (or Ichigo help her). The alternate finale that I wrote is probably useless now... I had Toshiro killing Gin, and it just screwed up most of my ending by changing my mind. Now that I have hope for Aizen's death (haha, that sounds kind of demented), I can start on chapter 36! Well, technically I wrote it already, but it really sucked. I've started on a second version of the chapter already. For the most part, the event timeline will be mostly canon because it's the best way that Aizen could die right now. They've had trouble defeating him and he might be caught by a surprise ending... I've got three or four chapters to fit it all in, so I think I'm good with that. Plus I gotta start working on Yammy&amp;amp;Kenny&amp;amp;Byakuya's fight. I've got the first part written, but I haven't ever finished it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't promise an epic ending, but I will try to do my best to leave a good impression on my readers. They're what keep me going, you know? Besides, I really want to work hard on the ending of this story so I can hurry up and post Sonata of the Storm! My uh... dilemma in my love life is no longer a problem. As I suspected, I was falling into the hands of obsession. The HitsuxSayu-ness may continue! I should update the BTtS status as "in progress." I put it on temporary hiatus for a couple weeks or more on my FFN profile page. Anyway, comments and suggestions are always appreciated! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2416751694565641266?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2416751694565641266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/btts-36-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2416751694565641266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2416751694565641266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/btts-36-update.html' title='BTtS 36 Update'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7762262122767062693</id><published>2010-02-02T17:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:48:42.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Groundhog's Day!</title><content type='html'>♥ &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥&lt;br /&gt;February is finally here. Thank God this hell is almost over! I hate winter. But that's not what you want to hear probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason for my posting today, as there usually is. For my last post, I wrote about my... dilemma. I started to write it as a short oneshot--of course, while replacing the names--and make it into a good ending. Not that I've got a bad one... I'm just, well, let's put it this way: blinded by past obsessions. In the past when I thought I "loved" someone, I really just obsessed over them and made myself think I was. I don't know how I truly think... It's strange. I probably really would just like him as a friend. But, back to the story! I named the girl Madelyn and her friend (cough-my friend-cough), Abbie. Noah is her (cough-my-cough) "interest," so to speak. There's not really a point to the story yet. Just now it's about Madelyn's confusion and thoughts. It'll only be a short little drabble. I might make it end up as how one of the ways I thought it would go, but I don't know yet. I know this for sure: Madelyn is one confused girl, and, yes, her troubles are an allusion to my own. I can't write anything else until I get this thing written up, so sorry for the rambling. BTtS is, once again, on momentary hiatus. All other projects are currently halted as well.&lt;br /&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7762262122767062693?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7762262122767062693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-groundhogs-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7762262122767062693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7762262122767062693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-groundhogs-day.html' title='Happy Groundhog&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2774549103495866547</id><published>2010-01-30T17:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:33:41.964-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh...</title><content type='html'>Once again writer's block strikes at an unlucky time. =( I really really really wanted to finish writing and posting Breaking Through the Storm this month, but there's no way I can do it. After reading Bleach 390, I decided that the way I thought of killing him was way too convenient. Aizen is just too dang strong... So a friend and I decided that we would make him slightly weaker than what he is. I mean, yeah, it won't be as good as Bleach, but I won't be able to finish BTtS until June (I read on the spoilers on the Bleach wiki that they're finishing this arc by June this year and the Hueco Mundo arc in the anime won't start up again until April). I'm just going to have to make up my own ending, which is good and bad. Good because it will be original and bad because a lot of my ideas suck. Only the good ones, which aren't always that great, get posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just so difficult. I don't even know where to begin. I've already written part of Kenny and Byakuya's fight, but that is still canon. I don't know how Yammy is going to die yet, and I don't even know where to start with Aizen. I originally wanted Toshiro to kill Ichimaru, but I don't know if that will happen now. In the manga he's fighting Aizen. It just kinda sucks... At least I know for sure that Sayuri doesn't play a very big part in the destruction of the last remaining traitors. Unless she helps Toshiro fight Gin... That might be good, but the biggest problem here is that we don't know Aizen or Gin or Shinji's bankai yet. I really wanted to see Shinji's, and I was kinda excited about his Shikai, but in the end it was disappointing. I thought he would have done better than that. It may have to be Ichigo, Shinji, Kyoraku, Komamura, and Love versus Aizen and Toshiro, Sayuri, and someone else (maybe Renji) versus Gin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this all gets worked out soon. I'm really ready to post the sequel, and at one point I even thought about jumping straight to the ending of BTtS instead of posting the detailed fights. In the end I decided against it because it was cheating and a crappy ending. I seriously think that Sayuri and Toshiro should start out fighting Gin because for awhile I've had this picture in my head of one of them lying on the ground unconscious while the other is holding onto them for dear life. Most likely Sayuri holding Toshiro. He hasn't been roughed up very much in the story... At least I can promise a fitting death for Aizen and Gin. After all they're the last two that will die. (aside from Yammy, who will eventually fall at the hands of Kenny and Byakuya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions/comments are greatly appreciated, whether it be in my comments or as a PM or review on FFN. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2774549103495866547?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2774549103495866547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/urgh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2774549103495866547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2774549103495866547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/urgh.html' title='Urgh...'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-5080016360578780009</id><published>2010-01-29T16:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:03:41.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>paper+pen+Three Days Grace=Shuuhei Hisagi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Since the concert, I swear I've gone hardcore Three Days Grace/Breaking Benjamin fangirl and turned slightly emo. It scares me, yes. Even now I'm thinking that my CD player isn't loud enough to fully enjoy Break. Wow... I'm a freak. -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Anyways, I've been wanting to write those Three Days Grace songfic/oneshots, but I dunno... While listening to the CD I created (of songs that they played at the concert, of course), I keep picturing this image of Shuuhei having some epic battle with someone strong. Maybe Shuuhei versus Ichigo... Oh, yes that's a sexy picture. XD Ichigo and Shuuhei shirtless and covered in blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;See?! There it is again! Those disgusting fangirlly thoughts! I don't know how I can live with myself like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Anyway, I was thinking maybe a Shuuhei mini-series? No... too difficult. Mini-series are really challenging. Let's see, how about a Shuuhei AMV? No... Not enough scenes in Bleach where he fights. If anything I could make a short Shuuhei mini-series about Shuuhei going on a short adventure or something. A songfic series, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So fangirl or not, I've got to write something. You know, I was all geared up to write a bit of HitsuxSayu-ness today, but right after school got out, I was just so mad. (Last period was a nightmare) So I changed out of that uncomfortable top and jeans and into boy shorts and a 3DG shirt. Like I said, I'm a freak. Don't worry, I don't bite... I'm just a little restless at the moment. Maybe it's this stupid winter. I hate the cold! I just want spring to come. Especially March... Skip right to the first day of spring. (That only makes sense coming from me because my birthday is the day after the first day of spring)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Sorry about spamming the blog with meaningless thoughts... I just meant for this to be my story blog, but technically they were ideas. I suppose I could give the mini-series a try. But not right now because I'm hungry. Til next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-5080016360578780009?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5080016360578780009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/paperpenthree-days-graceshuuhei-hisagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5080016360578780009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5080016360578780009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/paperpenthree-days-graceshuuhei-hisagi.html' title='paper+pen+Three Days Grace=Shuuhei Hisagi?'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-5812887546540809606</id><published>2010-01-27T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:08:59.971-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Don't Care" -Twilight parody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style="background-color: black;="" color:="" white;=""&gt;&lt;/style="background-color:&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm... I know I said that I was going to post my one musician oneshots up here, but I ended up making my first one so long that I thought it qualified to be put up on FFN and Quizilla. It's up on both sites now, and I think it should be showing up on my FFN feed on here soon. (It's the one titled "I Don't Care") I kind of wanted to post them on the blog, but I've already started using them on my other accounts. I'll probably just put little snippets and thoughts on the fics here. Kind of like a preview. So here's what I got lined up for my 3DG challenge (the ones in bold have been finished and posted):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) I Don't Care-BellaxEdward bashing [complete]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Last to Know-YuukixZeroxKaname love triangle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Over and Over-HitsuxSayu songfic [written before the challenge]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Wicked Game- SanaxAkito songfic [written before the challenge]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Time of Dying- IchiRuki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Drown- Light Yagami?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) Goin' Down- ShinjixHiyori drabble [written for music drabble challenge before 3DG challenge]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Let It Die- FuukaxAkito?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;9) Pain- OCxOC original fic [done for music drabble challenge]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) Never Too Late- original fic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11) Are You Ready- original fic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12) Home- original fic or Akito Hayama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13) Animal I Have Become- unknown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14) I Hate Everything About You- HitsuxSayu oneshot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15) Scared- A Cruel Angel's Thesis side story?&lt;/div&gt;16) Break- Bleach oneshot? Original story?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-5812887546540809606?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5812887546540809606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-care-twilight-parody.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5812887546540809606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5812887546540809606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-care-twilight-parody.html' title='&quot;I Don&apos;t Care&quot; -Twilight parody'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7478310379112662613</id><published>2010-01-25T16:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:09:48.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Days Grace &amp; Breaking Benjamin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S14Ykc8NF7I/AAAAAAAAACI/5NfmpwMYZ0g/s1600-h/3dg+breaking+benjamin+tour+%2710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S14Ykc8NF7I/AAAAAAAAACI/5NfmpwMYZ0g/s320/3dg+breaking+benjamin+tour+%2710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Last night I saw Three Days Grace and Breaking Benjamin in concert! I was really blown away... It was my first concert, so I enjoyed watching the drunk girl in front of me dancing like she's an idiot. Adam was really good with the crowd. He'd have them sing and scream and interact with them. Honestly, I think I may have become a bit of a fan girl (the thing that I really hate. Ironic, huh?). I was so awed by the end of the concert that I became totally obsessed with 3DG. It was kind of depressing listening to it on my iPod after because they sound so much better live! Flyleaf opened and played for about 45 minutes. Then BB played for an hour or so. I think? I loved when they played Blow Me Away and had the Halo scenes behind it. I LOVE that song! It just makes me want to play Halo even though I really suck at it. I got a t-shirt that says Three Days Grace Life Starts Now and the back says two thousand X (2010). It's black with pink marks. =D 3DG didn't play very long compared to BB though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;There is a point to my madness. Since I've been going crazy over 3DG, I decided I would do that one musician challenge afterall. I've got a BellaxEdward satire set up as the first one for "I Don't Care." Well, technically that's Apocalyptica ft. Adam Gontier of 3DG, but Adam and the guys played it last night just as well, if not better. =) I wanted to do Break for an Ichigo oneshot... But a lot of those 3DG oneshots are going to be really short. I'll probably make some original stories up with it. I might or might not post it on Quizilla, but it won't be on FFN because 1. it's for fanfics, not original stories, 2. I want to keep all of them together, 3. I feel it's more personal with the blog. =) So my next couple posts will be some 3DG oneshots (not oneshots with the band, oneshots made out of the songs). Unless I've got something absolutely incredible or bad I have to talk about, that's the next thing I'll be putting up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7478310379112662613?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7478310379112662613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-days-grace-breaking-benjamin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7478310379112662613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7478310379112662613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-days-grace-breaking-benjamin.html' title='Three Days Grace &amp; Breaking Benjamin'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S14Ykc8NF7I/AAAAAAAAACI/5NfmpwMYZ0g/s72-c/3dg+breaking+benjamin+tour+%2710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2849686024052053776</id><published>2010-01-23T22:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:56:04.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Silent Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;The post I mentioned about my best friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see her every night in my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's with me no matter where I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see her perfect face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so innocent and sweet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's my angel that never speaks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But her presence is enough for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She sits silently on a concrete bench,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her golden blonde hair perfectly frames&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;her angelic face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to hear her voice just once,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But she never says a word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to forget her laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;or that goofy grin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't see her smile anymore &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one just for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one that eases my pain and my fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is one fear that her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;smile cannot ease&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fear that I will gradually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;forget her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My angel stays by me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and she never says a word&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She visits me every night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in my sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her absence leaves me empty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yet her presence keeps me alive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only wish I could hear her voice once more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her to death and will never let her go&lt;/div&gt;She is my Silent Angel&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MKccgROy4k4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MKccgROy4k4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2849686024052053776?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2849686024052053776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-silent-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2849686024052053776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2849686024052053776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-silent-angel.html' title='My Silent Angel'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7507625341028803690</id><published>2010-01-23T22:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:55:22.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fine Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;As of about an hour ago, I was so angry that I shook and my face turned red. I'd just had... enough. I was supposed to pick my brother up from a basketball game, but he decided he'd waited long enough and walked home while I walked around in the rain looking for him. I've been under pressure from one of my "friends" too, but I don't think I can call him that anymore. My parents are driving me insane and I just couldn't take it anymore. So, when angry, I wrote this sort-of poem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: white;"&gt;Don't stand there and tell&lt;br /&gt;me nothing's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Talk bad about me,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was dead,&lt;/div&gt;But don't tell me everything's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;just fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in my shoes for a day&lt;br /&gt;You might learn a thing or two&lt;br /&gt;Until you see life through my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;You don't deserve to say what's&lt;br /&gt;wrong and what's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a fine line between&lt;br /&gt;teasing and bullying&lt;br /&gt;You, sir, have stepped&lt;br /&gt;far over the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you don't&lt;br /&gt;understand the things I do,&lt;br /&gt;You don't have the right to&lt;br /&gt;call me stupid or tell me to&lt;br /&gt;get a life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tolerate this&lt;br /&gt;treatment anymore&lt;br /&gt;Until you've lived my life,&lt;br /&gt;You don't deserve to judge me&lt;br /&gt;So go back to your gossiping&lt;br /&gt;and making fun of people&lt;br /&gt;It only makes you look&lt;br /&gt;like a pathetic loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, the one without a life is &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; I wrote another one about my real best friend, but I'll put that in a separate post because the two things don't deserve to be related to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7507625341028803690?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7507625341028803690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/fine-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7507625341028803690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7507625341028803690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/fine-line.html' title='The Fine Line'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7152679767948748923</id><published>2010-01-23T16:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:54:53.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering good fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I suppose I'm in a better mood. It seems that every time I have a flute lesson, I'm a little happier. =) I went shopping with my grandma, and it kind of got me thinking about my grade school days when things were fun and life was easy. I also went through a list of books I've read (which could very well add up to 100 or more), and I remembered a few good ones I might reread. A lot of them were grade school level, so they're probably not as good to me now as they were. Off the top of my head, I would recommend this list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;The Secret Garden, The Secret Language of Girls, Walk Two Moons, The Quilter's Apprentice &amp;amp; Round Robin (the first two books of the Elm Creek Quilt series), To Kill A Mockingbird, Mutiny On the Bounty, Harry Potter (my fav), Tangerine, Number the Stars, The Chronicles of Narnia, Phoenix Rising, Driver's Ed, The Rifle, Johnny Tremain, Anne of Green Gables, Charlotte's Web (a classic), Tom Sawyer, The Circle of Magic series, The Dark is Rising series, and Portraits: Dancing Through Fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;That's all I can think of for now. I've read so many books that I don't remember them all, but I can remember a vague plot of a few. Let's see... there's this one I remember about a young girl who lives with I want to say her aunt. I think she had a brother and they knew this "bad boy". I'm probably mixing the storyline up with To Kill A Mockingbird, but I remember she fell in love with the boy and got caught in a very... awkward situation with him in this old lady's house. It's sad that's all I can remember. I remember those diary books that were written about the depression or war that were hard cover and had the ribbon as a bookmark. I might have read Julie of the Wolves... I just remember the plot where some character lived with wolves in harsh winter weather (probably Alaska) to survive. I'll have to check out my school's library in the Accelerated Reader section. That's where I got them...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Enough with my rambling of good fiction. Earlier in the week I was determined to write a Kira oneshot due to my depressing mood and continue With These Broken Wings We Fall, but now I'm more motivated to work on the remaining oneshot requests I have left and possibly an Uryu oneshot. It's kind of strange... I write Toshiro best, but I'm more fond of Uryu. Maybe it's because I've never tried to write for Uryu. While I was thinking back to my Fullmetal Alchemist PS2 games (specifically, FMA and the Broken Angel), I thought I might name a new OC Armony. I like the name... Maybe that could be a Bleach oneshot. But who to use... I s'pose it's between Ichigo, Uryu, Renji, Shuuhei, Mizuiro or maybe even Zero from VK or Daisuke from DNAngel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Also, I've been thinking of posting some short stories on the blog. Like maybe a couple drabbles or just things I don't feel like posting on FFN or Quizilla. Heck, if I even wanted to, I could write a different version of With These Broken Wings and make Inari less strong and more "normal." That would be a good RukaxOC fic... Enough for now. I should jot down all these ideas before I forget them. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7152679767948748923?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7152679767948748923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/remembering-good-fiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7152679767948748923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7152679767948748923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/remembering-good-fiction.html' title='Remembering good fiction'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7354992776060625088</id><published>2010-01-20T12:14:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:54:11.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>With These Broken Wings We Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'd announced on my FFN account that I wanted to discontinue with my Gakuen Alice fic, "With These Broken Wings We Fall," but right now I kind of want to continue it--even if the plot is slightly Mary Sueish. I took a Mary Sue litmus test, and for now, it seems Inari's not a Mary Sue. She scored a 15, and 0-16 ranks as "not a Mary Sue." Admittedly, Sayuri only scored a 9 and Tori a -1, but I think that's considerably good. I might continue with it, but I have to get chapter 3 sorted out. I started it a couple different times, but I never published it. Chapter 2 was the hardest, but I eventually worked that out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;This is the fail chapter for #2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;Mikan and Inari walked to geometry, taught by Jinno-sensei. Over the past week and a half the two girls had become very close. Mikan could easily relate to how Sumire and the other girls were treating Inari. When she entered the school three years ago, they acted the same way. Naturally, Mikan sympathized with her. She was hoping that it wouldn't last that way for long. When they were promoted to sixth grade, the other girls treated Mikan like a normal person. If she could be friends with Inari, maybe they could take to her sooner. Of course Natsume didn't think much of her. He never was the social type. When Mikan introduced the two, he looked at her for a short moment and grunted.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Your partner sure is rude," Inari said. "Does he treat everyone like that?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mikan sighed. "Yeah... He's a real jerk most of the time, but he would do anything to protect his friends," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'He has friends?' Inari thought. "Um... ok," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "You're lucky you sit in the back in math. If you sat up front or toward the middle, Jin-jin would never let you hear the end of it!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Heh... I'm sure I'll get it sometime. I caught him glaring at me once or twice. Unless it was dog girl?" Mikan laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I bet it was!" she said. "So have they chosen a partner for you yet?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Not yet. I just hope Jinno doesn't pick. He'll give me someone that'll make my life a living hell!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Naru-sensei picked Natsume to be mine. If you're lucky, Misaki-sensei will pick someone reasonable for you," she chirped.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Let's hope."&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jinno wrote meaningless equations on the blackboard at the front of the room. As far as Inari was concerned, it was all a bunch of nonsense. Every time that man spoke, she felt a little piece of her soul die. It wasn't exactly hard, but Jinno's voice was like nail's scraping on a chalkboard! She sighed.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Is there something you'd like to share with the class, Konoe?" Jinno glared at her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "No," she lied.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Then I assume you can tell me the answer to this problem?" Inari grimaced.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Um... six feet squared?" she guessed. Jinno narrowed his eyes, and his hand sparked with blue electricity. He walked slowly toward her desk and...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Boom. He destroyed a small part of her desk and left the area around it simmering. Inari gaped at him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I suggest you pay attention, Konoe, or else you will receive punishment. I swear, hanging around Sakura must have had an effect on you," he said as he bent down to her eye level. "Now, your homework tonight is pages 60-61 problems 1-60." Everyone groaned just before the lunch bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Way to go, shrimp girl. It's your fault Jinno piled on the homework today," Natsume grumbled as he packed his books away. &lt;b&gt;[1]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;"Don't call me shrimp, Mr. Dark and Gloomy! Jeez, you never have anything good to say, do you?" Inari said. "I swear, Mikan! How do you put up with him?!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I don't. Three years of being his partner and he still acts like the jerk he was in elementary school," Mikan said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"You're one to talk. I swear you have some hyperactivity disorder! You can't sit still for five minutes! She acts like she's going to jump out of her seat!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Baka! Baka! Baka! Baka! Baka!&lt;/i&gt; Hotaru's baka gun shot at Mikan and Natsume.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Whyyy, Hotaruuu?!" Mikan cried overdramatically.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"If you wouldn't act like such an idiot, that wouldn't happen."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"They're ganging up on me, Inariii!" she whined to her friend. But Inari stopped her from hugging her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I can't help you here, Mikan... You got yourself into this one," she said and gave the girl a small smile. Mikan sniffed and looked at Ruka.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"What do you think, Ruka-pyon?"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Well, I..." he looked away. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Ruka... Pyon?" Inari said. Natsume smacked his hand to his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I can't believe she still calls him that. Why not just call him Ru-chan?" he mumbled. Inari snickered.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Stop that!" Ruka said with a remarkable blush on his cheeks. "It's not funny!"&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Ok, ok. Whatever you say, Ru-chan," Inari burst out laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;*I stopped there, and the #1 was meant to explain that Inari means shrimp, so Natsume likes to poke fun at her for it. I did have some future chapters planned out. I already know how things would have ended up (hint: the story description warns of character death)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Ah, Miss Konoe. What a pleasure it is to see you this evening," the Elementary Principal said in an eerie voice. Inari looked at him in disgust. "What's with that awful face? I brought you here to make you an offer you couldn't possibly refuse."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"What do you want?" she spat.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"You should know, as a member of the Dangerous Class, that it is one of your duties to carry out missions for the academy. By now, you would have been assigned one, but you've been lucky that some of your superiors have been fighting for your rights. I feel that it is time you carry out the responsibilities of a Dangerous Class member and join them on their missions."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Inari glared at the stout man. Who did he think he was? He was practically giving her a death sentence! She crossed her arms and examined him skeptically.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"What's in it for me?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"You remember Konoe Kyoko, don't you? I mean surely you couldn't have forgotten about your own sister," he smirked. Inari's eyes widened to the size of saucers.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"W-what did you do to her? What did you do to my sister?!" she demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Don't worry, we haven't done anything to her yet. But tell me, Inari-chan- when was the last time you saw her?" She thought back to her childhood, before her parents discovered her Alice. She remembered playing with her sister all the time, but when she was about seven, Kyoko practically disappeared. At the time, Inari didn't understand what happened. Her mother and father tried everything they could to protect both of their children, but their efforts were practically wasted on the day their youngest daughter was taken from them.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Where is my sister?! What did you do with Kyo?!" She pounded her fist on the principal's desk.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Now, now. No need to be so ill-tempered. If you cooperate with me, I might allow you to see her again," he said. Inari furrowed her eyebrows and closed her eyes to think for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;'What should I do? I know he just wants to use me, but I really want to see Kyo! But what if it's a trap? Maybe he won't really let me see her at all.'&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I'll give you a couple days to think about it. If you choose to work for me, I may allow you to see your sister. If not, there may be consequences," he said. "You are excused."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Inari turned to leave the creepy office. She rubbed her temples and sighed a heavy sigh. "Oh, and one more thing. If you decide to accept my offer, I promise to promote your friend, Sakura Mikan, to a three star."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;She slammed the door behind her on her way out. Inari frowned. Trading her freedom for her friend's social status didn't seem worth it. She felt kind of selfish for a bit for putting her feelings before others', but she realized that the Elementary Principal wasn't going to use her for anything good. Ruka told her about how they work Natsume to the bone. His missions were hard on his health, and they weren't exactly ordered with good intentions. Besides, Mikan would never want her to do their dirty work to give her extra benefits.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;'What should I do, Mikan?' she thought.&lt;br /&gt;xXxXx&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"He WHAT?!" Mikan screamed at the top of her lungs.&amp;nbsp; Inari lay on her best friend's bed and stared at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"He really tried to bribe me. I didn't know what to say, Mikan. I don't want them to do anything bad to you or the others, and I would never forgive myself if something happened to Kyo," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I say no! He'll have you right where he wants you, and once you agree to his conditions, you'll never be able to get out! Just look at Natsume-kun. They work him so hard even though they know his Alice shortens his life every time he uses it. I don't care what he offers to do for us. Your life is more important than my star ranking!" she fumed. Inari sat up and looked at her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Thanks, Mikan," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Anytime, Nari-chan," Mikan grinned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So I think I'll be continuing with that. It's most likely due to the playlist I made up for when I write this story. I listened to it again, and I remembered why I wanted to write the story. Let's see... this is the list:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;1. Halo Theme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;2. Broken Wings -Tomoko Tane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;3. Broken Wings (piano version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;4. Still For Your Love -Rumania Montevideo (Detective Conan ending theme)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;5-8. Songs from the Fruits Basket "Four Seasons: Songs for Ritsuko Okazaki" OST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;9. Viva Forever -Spice Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;10-18. Various songs from the "Voices of a Distant Star" soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;19. Ave Maria -Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;20. Halo -Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;21. Wicked Game -Chris Isaak cover by Adam Gontier of Three Days Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ylLAsTNDWU8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ylLAsTNDWU8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I think the only reason the Halo Theme is in there is because I played it in concert band last spring and was obsessed with it for awhile. ^-^; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7354992776060625088?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7354992776060625088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/with-these-broken-wings-we-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7354992776060625088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7354992776060625088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/with-these-broken-wings-we-fall.html' title='With These Broken Wings We Fall'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-5183782710251502264</id><published>2010-01-19T19:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:52:49.999-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More SOTS extras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I've been feeling kinda bummed for the past couple days, so instead of doing anything productive, I looked back through some of the various notes I've written on my stories. Back in July last year, I wrote a BTtS HitsuxSayu oneshot for Sayuri's and Ichigo's birthday. &lt;i&gt;Of All Things To Forget&lt;/i&gt; I think it was. I rewrote it a couple times, but I was going to use a part I cut out for a future chapter of SOTS. It's not very long, but I ended up condensing the part into a few sentences on the final product. This is the original cut scene:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Back in the fourteenth division, Sayuri's office was filled with finished stacks of paperwork. Her vice-captain, however, was nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Mitsuki? Mitsuki, where are you?" she said. A muffled sound came from the back of the room. She looked around the room, but no one was there.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "A little help, Taichou?" a voice came from under a large pile of papers. Sayuri looked at it amusedly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I know I said this paperwork needed to be done, but you didn't have to bury yourself in it." She sighed as she dug the brunette out of the pile.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mitsuki let out a big breath. "Man, thanks a lot! I thought I was going to starve to death in there!" she said.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;And this is what it turned into:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I cleared your desk off for you, but then I got lost in a sea of paperwork and had to swim my way out!" she flailed her arms about dramatically.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Kinda boring, huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Anyway, since I've been kinda bummed out lately, I read some Kira Izuru onehots. His personality seemed to fit my mood... And I retook this "What would the Bleach characters think of you?" quiz, and got a decent result, albeit cheesy. It kind of inspired me to write a Kira oneshot for the next music drabble I do. I'm guessing it'll be to "Disappear," "Satellites," or "Broken-hearted girl." (all sung by Beyonce) I mean, my mood is so dull that I don't even feel like writing any HitsuxSayu fluff. I s'pose that's a big change from a couple weeks ago. But I've just been in the mood to write something dark and depressing. I've only done that once before, but it wasn't as depressing as it was self-destructive (to the character). It was an original story oneshot to my music drabbles challenge called "Pain: Nothing is, but what is not." To show you what I mean, I might as well post it. It's already on my Quizilla, but my FFN readers haven't seen it because it's an original story and not fanfiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pain without love,&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Pain, I like it rough 'cause &lt;br /&gt;I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pain by Three Days Grace&lt;br /&gt;0o0o0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Droplets of blood landed in the bathroom sink as Sam slit her wrists. Cutting was what brought her back to reality. Emotionless as she was, the pain was her only way to cope with daily life. She would have cried, but her tears dried long ago. "Nothing is but what is not"--nothing was what it seemed. The people in her neighborhood and her classmates seemed like nice people, but she soon was proven wrong on her first day at Jackson High School. After meeting them, she knew she would hate her new life. They talked about her behind her back, made fun of her clothes, and when she tried to sit with some girls at lunch, they told her to go sit in her "emo corner." Every day when she came home from school she would cry in her room.&lt;br /&gt;After a year of being harassed, Sam decided she wouldn't cry anymore. Beside her lack of a social life, her mother drove her to the end of her rope. She didn't have the grades her mom wanted and didn't meet her expectations. Sam was sick of her miserable life and sick of trying to be what her mom wanted her to be. She decided that she would not let anyone hurt her again. Sam closed her heart to the world and rid herself emotion. Her emotions made her weak, or so she thought. She hypothesized that burdens of stress, sadness, love, and acceptance were all weaknesses. She hated herself and society. Sam cut herself off from the only friends she had; she didn't want to be hurt again. Being away from society gave her a sense of security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;A knock on the door brought her out of her thoughts. "Sam, you have visitors," her mother called.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll be there in a minute," she said dully. She cleaned up the blood in the sink, wrapped her wrists in bandages, and put on a long sleeved shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Sitting in the well tidied living room were her best friends, Seth Anderson and Kayla Summers. "Hi guys," she said in a monotonous tone. She showed no trace of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"We need to talk," Kayla said. Sam sat on the couch between them, Seth on her left and Kayla on her right. She acted as if everything was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"What's the matter? We've been worried. You've been acting weird," Seth said. His wavy, black hair made it hard to see his hazel eyes. He skin was paler than the average person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"There's nothing to be worried about," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"Don't lie, Sam. You've separated yourself from us and the world. You're practically an empty shell. This isn't the Samantha we know and love," Kayla said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"That's not true." Seth frowned and grabbed her arm. He pushed back her sleeves to reveal her bandages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"What do you call that then? You're not just hurting yourself; you hurt us. We're always here for you. It hurts when you don't let us help," he said. Sam had an epiphany. The two people she cared about most were suffering because of her. Other's expectations weren't really important; she would rather be hated for what she was than be loved for what she was not. Letting go of the two people that accepted her was the last thing she wanted. Tears rolled down her face. For the first time in months, she showed emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"I'm such an idiot. I'm sorry," she said quietly. Seth looked at her sympathetically. He wrapped his arm around her and held her close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"Stop beating up yourself, or else Kayla will sic a rabid monkey on you." Sam chuckled and leaned her head on Seth's shoulder. He rested his chin on her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"Thanks, guys," she smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"We missed you, Sammy!" Kayla said and gave her a great big bear hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"I missed you too."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;0o0o0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So, there you have it. A bit of OCxOC fluff. "Nothing is but what is not" is a line from Macbeth. I kind of said it in the story: it means nothing is what it seems. But yeah, that's kind of how I feel right now. (minus the cutting and the whole hating myself) Emotionless you could say... I think I'm going to write the Kira oneshot similarly themed, but I've seen the cutting/self-hatred thing done before. I suppose people think Kira is this emo who can only like people who hate themselves. O.o Hopefully I'll snap out of this mood before too long. I should really finish those oneshots before January...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-5183782710251502264?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/5183782710251502264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-sots-extras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5183782710251502264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/5183782710251502264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-sots-extras.html' title='More SOTS extras'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7229918693765006792</id><published>2010-01-18T21:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:52:30.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I had previously set a goal to finish my last three oneshot requests and BTtS by today, Martin Luther King Day (that's an edit. I originally had President's day. -_-;), but seeing as my last update was over a week ago, it's kind of obvious I haven't done any writing lately. I originally got the requests back at the end of December, and I posted like 5 of them since then, but these current ones are harder than the first ones I made. The first few requests were all Bleach requests, and I specialize in that fandom, so it was easy. But these current ones are from Vampire Knight, Ouran High School Host Club, and D. Gray Man--not my areas of specialty. The OHSHC one should be a bit easier, but the VK request is for Kuran Kaname, and I can't stand Kaname. =\ This should be a challenge, but last time I opened requests, it took me a year to complete my last one. I'd say I'm making better progress right now, but I really hope I can finish them before the end of the month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I do have my reasons for not writing much over the past week. I recently rediscovered my Jak and Daxter games for PS2, and I thought I'd replay them since Jak II is part of the basis for the plot to A Cruel Angel's Thesis. (ACAT) I'm basing the two races created from the curse of Kame and Izanagi off of Dark Jak and Light Jak and partly off of the Light and the Dark from "The Dark is Rising" series. Tori's dream in chapter 3 or so reflects some of my ideas on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;It's been awhile since I've messed with ACAT, so it'll take a little to get back into working with Tori. It's a big transition from BTtS to ACAT. Sayuri falls in love, Tori's story is friendship based; ACAT is completely alternate universe, BTtS is mostly canon based; BTtS is more long-term, ACAT is a short term project; BTtS is (almost) completely thought out, ACAT isn't going anywhere specific; Sayuri is more hot-tempered, Tori is much calmer and usually more sensible; and I know Sayuri's character better than Tori's. Hopefully I can work it out before May. Tori's "birthday" is May 9th, and I want to get chapter 4 up by then. My OC's all have birthdays, but none of them are based of the day I created them. Sayuri is July 15th simply because that's when Ichigo's is. I just picked a random month and day for Tori, and Inari's birthday was set that day (September 6th) because that's my parents' anniversary. I try to make them in all different seasons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;About not finishing BTtS as of now, it doesn't mean I'm going to quit it for good. I've planned too far ahead for that. It just means that I didn't have the ending as well planned out as I had wanted to. I originally wrote 34, 35, 36, and 37 in the same day, but the resolution of the story was so lame that I had to scrap the last three or four chapters and think up a new, more difficult ending. Trust me, it's for the best, but at the rate I'm writing now (which is like 0 words a day), I might not have it finished until at least February. It's only a couple chapters, but it's still a difficult thought process. I want the ending to be how a normal Bleach resolution would be (like the bad guy goes down after a difficult fight, things are thought provoking, etc.), but seeing as Kubo himself has not finished the Hueco Mundo/Fake Karakura town arc, it's more difficult. I need a legit way to kill Aizen. Apparently it will be harder than I originally thought. As always, suggestions are much appreciated. Comment below or leave me a pm/review on FFN if you have an idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cBuqKnjdtCg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cBuqKnjdtCg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;This journal looked a little boring with just text, so I spiced it up with a good AMV. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7229918693765006792?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7229918693765006792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7229918693765006792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7229918693765006792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-updates.html' title='Late Updates'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6337173178967016610</id><published>2010-01-13T20:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:52:02.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kurosaki Sayuri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I decided to make a little article on Sayuri and how I created her and her story. It's not like that little character bio I put on the first chapter of BTtS, but a bit more in detail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;In the beginning, Sayuri was created with a couple things in mind: a) she was to be modeled after some of the first fanfiction I read and b) she was to end up with Hitsugaya Toshiro. Back in 2008, I was really crazy for Bleach, so I was going to make a Bleach quilt with all the captains and Ichigo. I was looking up pictures of the Gotei 13 captains in real world clothes, and upon discovering a very good looking one of Hitsugaya, I discovered Quizilla. The picture was made into a banner for the story "Simple Desires: the Beginning." I think that's the title, but that's what the story was. Anyways, I read the story and got really into it, so I started reading more Toshiro stories on Quizilla. I eventually created a Quizilla account with a couple random quizzes and such, and one day I decided to make a Toshiro story of my own. I had been previously reading stories where the original characters were captains themselves, and I eventually came up with my own idea:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"What if Ichigo had a twin sister?" I was torn between what to make my character. A captain or Ichigo's sister? So I decided in the end that I would make a 2 part series. One establishing that she would be Ichigo's sister, and another making her a captain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;This was back almost two years ago, but back then I was kind of interested in these "baby's daddy" and "seven minutes in heaven" quizzes. It's kind of embarrassing when I look back on it, but if I had not taken them, I never would have found "Sayuri". In one of the baby's daddy Bleach quizzes, there was a picture of what his kid would look like, and that was my basis for Sayuri. Here's the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S05ylYTWoII/AAAAAAAAABw/QcLh7_HpYiM/s1600-h/sayuri.kurosaki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="203" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S05ylYTWoII/AAAAAAAAABw/QcLh7_HpYiM/s320/sayuri.kurosaki.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I had previously attempted a Toshiro story, but it was a total failure. The character was based solely off of myself, and was incredibly boring. Her name was Misako, but still, she was a complete Mary Sue. There was no plot. It was only about the instant love between her and Toshiro. So I attempted again, and came up with Sayuri. Now, might I add, that I had been reading AnimeFreakSyuYoukou's "Rai-kumo" (Ichigo Kurosaki story), and I was quite taken with Aki. Now I don't care for the 2nd person POV so much, but I do like Aki a lot. I decided I wanted a character like Aki. It's kind of sad in a way, but Sayuri was based on two characters: Ichigo and Aki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;So Watanabe Aki from "Rai-Kumo" was the main inspiration for Sayuri and her powers (Rai-Joshin, you know?), but Sayuri is her own "person," so to speak. I originally thought that we would get along really well if she were real, but she's developed so much from when she was first thought of that it turned out she would absolutely hate me. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Breaking Through the Storm itself has progressed so much that I'm now able to picture Sayu as a more mature character than what she originally was. In the beginning she was just this loud-mouthed hot head who was annoyed by anything and everything, but now I'm able to picture her feminine side. I'm glad I can do that now because there was one point in time where I really didn't want her to end up with Toshiro. It made me sad in almost the same way that a father is overprotective of his only daughter (except not). This was kind of a pointless entry (as always), but I was just thinking about a couple years ago when I created Sayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I remember having such a hard time finding her name. All my notes said "OC does this" or "OC does that". I ended up naming her Sayuri because I keep this list of names I see on anime or Japanese works. Sayuri was like the main girl on Makoto Shinkai's "Place Promised In Our Early Days" I think that's the movie. I don't remember the title exactly, but that's where I got the name. Someone had previously asked me if I got it from Memoirs of a Geisha, but I've never seen that movie, so no. It was from a Makoto Shinkai (that's his name, right?) movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I've gotten some really nice art work made for me of Sayu. I especially like the one WolfieArt from Quizilla made for me because for the longest time I couldn't picture her without pigtails. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S06EUCp5sII/AAAAAAAAAB4/5H3rmOoS-BI/s1600-h/sayuri+artwork+by+xXFadingStarXx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: white; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S06EUCp5sII/AAAAAAAAAB4/5H3rmOoS-BI/s320/sayuri+artwork+by+xXFadingStarXx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S06FN-JoVyI/AAAAAAAAACA/Xh0QAgmZL_U/s1600-h/Sayuri_by_ArtisticWolfeh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S06FN-JoVyI/AAAAAAAAACA/Xh0QAgmZL_U/s320/Sayuri_by_ArtisticWolfeh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6337173178967016610?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6337173178967016610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/kurosaki-sayuri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6337173178967016610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6337173178967016610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/kurosaki-sayuri.html' title='Kurosaki Sayuri'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S05ylYTWoII/AAAAAAAAABw/QcLh7_HpYiM/s72-c/sayuri.kurosaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-4959158664881661751</id><published>2010-01-11T19:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:51:39.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Extras/Deleted scenes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Before I'd actually thought out the plot for SOTS, I had planned to have Sayuri kidnapped and taken to Hueco Mundo. I wasn't going to kill Ulquiorra off and have him become ruler of HM. I think the kidnapping Sayu idea is a bit cliche now, so that was scratched. Although, last year I wrote this future scene for that plot when I was in English (boring class...). I might as well put it up now. I think this was back when I was still writing in first person POV with Sayuri, so right now it's switched to Toshiro's POV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was doing paperwork when a hell butterfly fluttered into my office. It landed on my finger and proceeded with whatever message it had.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Attention! By order of Yamamoto-soutaichou, all captains and vice captains are to report to the first division immediately for an emergency meeting."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I froze. We were in a time of peace; there wouldn't normally be any reason for emergency meetings at that point. Something bad happened, but I had no idea what it was.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I reported to the first division barracks with the rest of the captains, but I noticed an empty spot in the fourteenth division. Mitsuki was standing in her captain's spot, but Sayuri was nowhere to be found. Sayuri never missed meetings. It was unusual for her to be absent during an emergency meeting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Perhaps that is why we're here," Hyorinmaru said. I grimaced. I'd kick myself if anything happened to Sayuri. My thoughts were interrupted when Yamamoto-soutaichou entered the room.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I have called you here to tell you all some devastating news," he said. "Last night, the captain of the fourteenth division, Kurosaki Sayuri, disappeared. We have reason to believe that she was kidnapped and taken to Hueco Mundo."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I felt a sharp pain in my heart. Sayuri was... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;gone&lt;/b&gt;. My face dropped, and I hung my head low. Yamamoto continued, "I've decided I will send two captains and their vice-captains to Hueco Mundo to retrieve her." I looked at Kurosaki standing with Rukia. He looked terrified. His face showed shock, pain, and something else I can't put into words. Perhaps fear or sadness? He looked at me as if to ask if what he just heard was real.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "I've decided to send Hitsugaya-taichou and Kurosaki-taichou with their vice-captains. They are best fit for finding Sayuri-taichou's reiatsu, and two of our most skilled captains," Yamamoto said. I felt slightly relieved that I could go and save Sayuri. I wanted to kill the bastard who took her. "Are you willing to go?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Yes, sir," we both said.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "Meeting dismissed." The line of captains disassembled and began to file out of the first division barracks, but Sayuri's vice-captain, Sakurai Mitsuki, stayed behind. She cried silently to herself. I felt bad for her and somewhat responsible for Sayuri's kidnapping.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;That's all. Yeah, it wasn't my best work, but I wrote this over a year ago. It won't be that way now, but Mitsuki is still there. I did hint at a couple other things, but I want to see if anyone noticed them or figured it out. Comment and I'll tell you if you're right. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QYNgqXLqzW8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QYNgqXLqzW8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I love this song. XD I thought it kinda fit with the cut-scene's mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-4959158664881661751?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/4959158664881661751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/extrasdeleted-scenes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4959158664881661751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/4959158664881661751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/extrasdeleted-scenes.html' title='Extras/Deleted scenes'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2443527429820363250</id><published>2010-01-10T21:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:51:12.573-06:00</updated><title type='text'>White Lilies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm starting to think that my writing is becoming bad for my health... I'm constantly obsessing over the whole HitsuxSayu pairing, thinking up little what if situations, etc. It's to the point where I can't take it anymore. I really wanted to make some oneshots out of those ideas, but I decided I should just post them up here. They're not really fitting to many of my challenges, and I've written like 2 or 3 HitsuxSayu oneshots now. It would be a little.... I don't know. It seems kind of &lt;i&gt;sad&lt;/i&gt; I guess. Sad that I can't get into the HitsuRuki pairing or think about working on my IchiRuki pairing or a possible MatsuxShuuhei pairing. Heck, even my KaixSaya oneshot I wanted to do isn't working out. (Kai Miyagusuku from Blood +). So I suppose I'll start posting a few HitsuxSayu "what if" scenarios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;About the title of the post, I came up with that when I was thinking up said "what if" scenarios. I remembered that Sayuri means lily, so I looked up a picture of a lily and saw this really pretty white one. It's ironic because white lily is a combination of Toshiro and Sayuri's names. XD Shiro=white Sayuri=lily&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Here's a couple of the ideas I came up with. They aren't written up properly because these are just from the top of my head, but one day I'll write them up properly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Inspiration: Never had a dream come true by S Club 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I had this vision of some sort of festival, like a captains' ball. So Toshiro asks Sayuri to go with him, and she dresses up in this really pretty kimono (kind of like the one in the SOTS banner I previously put up. I'll put it below). I imagine the whole thing would go something like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Toshiro took Sayuri's hand in his and laced her fingers with his own. He brushed a lock of her hair back with the other hand and put the lily behind her ear. He held her cheek and touched his forehead to hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"You're my flower, Sayuri. I love you," he said with his lips barely touching hers. Sayuri closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him as their lips slid gracefully across each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S0qVh_gHaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Tw7zTSAYVWE/s1600-h/sayuri+kimono+orangeish+hair.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S0qVh_gHaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Tw7zTSAYVWE/s200/sayuri+kimono+orangeish+hair.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;(I'd never written that out until now, but you never know... It's a possibility. Next!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Inspiration: A car wreck (I'm dead serious. I got my car stuck in the snow in a ditch and was seriously like "I hate this effing weather." XD)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"I hate the cold. I hate the cold. I hate the cold," Sayuri chanted as she walked back to her division. She came to the tenth division office and stopped to look in the window. She hated cold weather, but she didn't hate the snow, that is, she didn't hate the snowy haired captain of the tenth division. A cold chill overcame her, and she shivered. Sayuri was about to start back to her office when someone wrapped a warm blanket around her shoulders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;"You'll get sick if you keep standing out here. I thought you didn't like the cold," Toshiro said in her ear. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and held her close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;(I only just wrote that one too)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'd had a few others thought up, but they would take forever to type out. Just to shorten things up a bit, I thought of a scenario where one of the guys from the eleventh division is walking around drunk and starts harrassing her. Then Toshiro comes and gets mad to the point of scary (think a father who's overprotective of his daughter with boys, only not). Then the drunk scrams and Toshiro wraps an arm around her while he watches the guy get away. Another one had to do with a mistletoe, another with them flirting with each other at a captain's meeting, and a bunch of ones that I've already forgotten. I did quite enjoy the white lilies thing. If I'd thought of it earlier, I would've named the series that, but I think that's been done. "White Roses" to be exact. The girl's name is Rozu. I never thought about it, but I think it took my "white lilies" idea to understand the Toshiro-Rozu title. I think I can remember the songs that I got some HitsuxSayu inspiration from:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;2 Become 1 -Spice Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Everytime -Britney Spears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;When Your Eyes Say It -Britney Spears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Never Had A Dream Come True -S Club 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Viva Forever -Spice Girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Halo -Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Ave Maria -Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Hanging by a Moment -Lifehouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Scared of Lonely -Beyonce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Over and Over -Three Days Grace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Yours to Hold -Skillet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;Where Did I Go Right? -Hilary Duff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;I'm sure there are more, but that's what I remember listening to when thinking those mini scenes up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2443527429820363250?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2443527429820363250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/white-lilies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2443527429820363250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2443527429820363250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/white-lilies.html' title='White Lilies'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ScJdrizTBRg/S0qVh_gHaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Tw7zTSAYVWE/s72-c/sayuri+kimono+orangeish+hair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-383941534231272728</id><published>2010-01-10T12:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T13:50:47.027-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snippets and such</title><content type='html'>So I was listening to my iPod, and one of the songs I was listening to (I think it was "When Your Eyes Say It" by Britney Spears) gave me a bit of an inspiration to work on SOTS. Since I've already written 2 chapters, I thought I'd post a little preview of what to expect. Keep in mind, nothing is final until my beta sees it.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"What the-" Sayuri started. She looked at her kidnapper bewilderedly and dropped the bag of soccer balls. She must have been seeing things because she could have sworn that Hitsugaya Toshiro stood before her, almost a foot taller than her and more masculine than the last time she saw him. "Toshiro? W-what are you doing here?" she said, wide-eyed.&lt;br /&gt;"Come with me," he simply stated. He took her by the hand and pulled her along behind him. God knows where he was going.&lt;br /&gt;"H-hey, now! There's no need to rush. You could've at least said hello..." Sayuri said. She remembered the last time she saw him two years ago, before he went back to Soul Society after the battle with Aizen. Toshiro's hand felt warm. She squeezed it a little, and he laced his fingers with hers. &lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"Sayuri! Don't run from your opponent! You must face your opponent and attack!" she said.  Sweat dripped down the young girl's face, and her shoulder bled from a gash that Rai-Joshin gave her a few hours before. Her knees buckled from underneath her as she blocked her zanpakuto's attack. "Get up Sayuri!" She struggled to get up. "Get up! You can't do this in a battle!" Rai-Joshin pressed harder. Sayuri got up and her reiatsu increased. The zanpakuto attacked again, but she dodged and countered with her own attack. &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"So will you do it?" Toshiro asked again. Sayuri looked at her brother for an answer, and he shrugged his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;"Give us some time to think about it," she said.&lt;br /&gt;"Very well then. I will be waiting for your answer at this shop tomorrow after you get back from school," Toshiro said. &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;They were sitting on the rooftop eating lunch. Sayuri played with her rice ball that Yuzu packed for her, and Nayuki poked her side. Sayuri smiled sadly at her best friend.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wrong with you, Sayuri? You've been acting strange all day," Nayuki said. Her black bangs partially covered one eye, and her hair was pulled back into a long ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;"It's nothing, really."&lt;br /&gt;"Then why aren't you eating your rice ball? You love Yuzu's rice balls." Sayuri stayed quiet. Nayuki grew angry with her for two reasons: one, Sayuri hardly talked to her about what happened anymore, and two, every time Nayuki asked what was going on, she would avoid the question. "Why don't you trust me, Sayuri?! You're my best friend. We should be able to tell each other everything! Why do you keep shutting me out?" Tears began to form in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Sayuri sighed heavily. "We need to talk, Nayuki," she said.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;"You mean you're...?" Sayuri trailed off. Isshin nodded. The thought never crossed her mind that her own father could be a Shinigami, but it only made sense. Sayuri wasn't given her powers like Ichigo was in the beginning. They were discovered by Urahara Kisuke. Isshin wasn't really the goofy, oblivious father that he pretended to be. He just used that as a cover. He had been watching over them all along like a guardian angel.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry, I'll tell everything to Yuzu and Karin," he said. The two teenagers started to leave their father to his own business, but he stopped them. "Oh, Ichigo, take good care of Rukia. She's a sweet girl, and Sayuri, bring that young boy home sometime. I'd like to have a little chat with him," he said with a wicked smile.&lt;br /&gt;'Note to self: don't let dad get his hands on Toshiro. It might get bloody,' she thought.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm putting up! XP Haha, I'm not giving it all away just yet. So those were just a few snippets of the first two chapters of SOTS. It won't make sense now, but it will in due time. I think I can try to put up the banner I made for the story in here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s358.photobucket.com/albums/oo24/NatsukiSensei2010/Breaking%20Through%20the%20Storm/?action=view&amp;current=sonataofthestormbanner-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo24/NatsukiSensei2010/Breaking%20Through%20the%20Storm/sonataofthestormbanner-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-383941534231272728?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/383941534231272728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/snippets-and-such.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/383941534231272728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/383941534231272728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/snippets-and-such.html' title='Snippets and such'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo24/NatsukiSensei2010/Breaking%20Through%20the%20Storm/th_sonataofthestormbanner-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-6274534569057423659</id><published>2010-01-08T15:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:37:09.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom at its worst</title><content type='html'>I'm bored... So instead of doing anything productive, I'll spam the blog with a bunch of random questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;The Way I Are by Timbaland ft Keri Hilson (I never realized how perverted that song was until I looked up the lyrics 0.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Some strange guy is sorting through your refrigerator. What do you say to that?&lt;br /&gt;WTF, man?! That's my cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What if I said I could see every website you have an account on through Google?&lt;br /&gt;Google must be better than the CIA! D= We must rid ourselves of this evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. One word: teletubbies.&lt;br /&gt;*runs around in circles screaming like a little girl* DX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have an addiction?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why are you denying it?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you in a twelve step program?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. (1) be born (2) gain trust from people (3) make billions off the stock market (4) hire evil minions.....(12) become supreme ruler of the world... NO! I don't have a twelve-step program!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ole!&lt;br /&gt;Like... the lotion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you think of mimes?&lt;br /&gt;EVIL!!!! Evil, I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you were stuck on an island and could only have one thing with you, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;My giant care bear named Phil. -_- No, I'd have a boat. Why does no one ever say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I say spinach, you say:&lt;br /&gt;Who says that!? Really, who just goes up to you and says "spinach"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you Team Edward or Team Jacob?&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm team "the-guy-who-almost-hit-bella-with-his-car" I think his name is Mike... But seriously, how epic would it be if he killed her, then Edward went all crazy and killed all the Cullens and people in Forks and then some Vampire Hunter kills him? Now THAT is what I call an ending! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do not press your browser's back button with your thumb. Something will happen.&lt;br /&gt;Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Did you seriously just do that? Loser.&lt;br /&gt;You LIED to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Finish the sentence: Fangirls aim to...&lt;br /&gt;slowly eat away at my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Give me a number between one and ten.&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WRONG!!&lt;br /&gt;What? D'=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Are you 18?&lt;br /&gt;No but I'm on question 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What shampoo do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Herbal Essences and Pantene Restoratives. Why...? *gasp* STALKER! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I say Edward, you say:&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with you?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-6274534569057423659?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/6274534569057423659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/boredom-at-its-worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6274534569057423659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/6274534569057423659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/boredom-at-its-worst.html' title='Boredom at its worst'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-7308864003991749555</id><published>2010-01-05T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T19:58:43.645-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is going to drive me crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'Tis a sad sad day when an authoress cannot put ideas to paper (Well, put them to Microsoft Word in this case). I've got this really good story line, and I can't even begin to write it. For what I'm picturing, words cannot do the scene justice. It's one of those things that are so much better if you're there. I imagined something that entailed this:&lt;br /&gt;"I hate the cold, I hate the cold, I hate the cold, I hate the cold." (most likely said by Sayuri)&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I always could have used that in a filler chapter of the sequel, but I love the pairing so much that I can't help but make up mini stories of the two in my mind. I'm getting way too attached to the whole HitsuxSayu pairing, but after writing Sayu for so long, she ended up like the daughter I never want. XD Until then, I am left to daydream and sulk over the death of Lelouch. (I'm still a bit upset after rewatching the R2 ending)&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously thinking about using up one of my Winter Wonderland drabbles for that line, but I don't know... I've got her in the first one throwing snowballs at Ichigo while he's asleep. Maybe I'll do it. We'll see. I did think up another HitsuxSayu moment though. It involves this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cb0HHyOozRc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cb0HHyOozRc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going crazy over this whole shoujo thing. Maybe I need to watch some blood, guts, and gore. Bleach is good for that. I think the Kurotsuchi torturing Szayel part will do just the trick. XD&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-7308864003991749555?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/7308864003991749555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-going-to-drive-me-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7308864003991749555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/7308864003991749555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-going-to-drive-me-crazy.html' title='This is going to drive me crazy'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-2089358914553285683</id><published>2010-01-04T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:14:45.728-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember now...</title><content type='html'>I've discovered the source of my tears. It was the ending song I put up for the ending theme of BTtS. Since it was the end song for when Lelouch died, I rewatched it and started crying... So, it was Lelouch that made me cry, not Sayu-chan. =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_jx2rdc-Np4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_jx2rdc-Np4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me want to read Code Geass and go all fangirly over it. T^T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-2089358914553285683?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/2089358914553285683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-remember-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2089358914553285683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/2089358914553285683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-remember-now.html' title='I remember now...'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4509258845789260584.post-8340832627303450536</id><published>2010-01-03T18:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T18:50:01.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally finished a story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I just finished writing the finale of Breaking Through the Storm (see rss feed above). Is it normal to cry after finishing it? Because I did... ^-^; I got chapters 34, 35, 36, 37, and 38 finished over break, but my beta reader has to look them over first. Actually, I have to finish up 37 and fill in some blank spots because there were times I didn't know the name Kyoraku's zanpakuto and Yammy's ressureccion. I got most of the kidou spells down since I printed out a list of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Right now pretty much all I have to finish up is Kenny's fight with Yammy and fill in a couple blanks. I'm still not quite sure how I'm going to do that. I just know that Halibel and Stark are going to finish him off for them. Kenpachi will either be a) defeated; b) dragged back to the real world; or c) Stark and Halibel get in his way and they fight, and THEN he gets dragged back to the real world. I'm contemplating on b or c.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I swear there are too many characters in Bleach! I ended up putting so many people in Hueco Mundo to rescue Orihime that I forgot about some of them and remembered at the last second. So all in all, I would have to send one, two, three, four... let's say about ten people back to the real world. In one trip! That seems really excessive, but there were only two extra people that I put in the Hueco Mundo arc (Toshiro and Sayuri). But that was kinda necessary because it IS a ToshiroxOC story. So I just have to work that bit out and I can send it all to my beta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;About the crying... I wrote the last bit as a major HitsuxSayu (Hitsugaya Toshiro x Kurosaki Sayuri) fluff moment. It seems crazy, but I was so happy for Sayuri that I cried. My OCs are like children to me. (even though I have very few) That seems like a Stephanie Meyer type deal (because Bella is her self-insert/daughter she never had), but it's not. I couldn't ever imagine myself in that situation, but I can for Sayuri because she matured and ended up as almost a completely different person by the end of the story. It wasn't a drastic change, but it was so gradual that I only realized it at the end of the story. My Sayu-chan's grown up! T-T (Yes, my characters are all too real in my head) I suppose it would make me feel better if I shared the last bit. [This is just as all the captains, etc. are going back to SS after killing Aizen]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Toshiro whispered something to Shuuhei, and the doors closed and disappeared while he stayed behind. Sayuri was slightly confused as to what he was doing. "I thought you had to go back," she said. Toshiro looked at her with a noticeable blush on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"I thought I should give you a proper goodbye and... thank you," he said quietly. He took a step toward Sayuri so that there was a foot or so of space between the two. His heart raced, and his palms were slightly sweaty. "Promise me you'll be careful, Sayuri. I don't want to come back and find you critically injured."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;"Toshiro, I-" Before Sayuri could finish her sentence, he pulled her close to him. He placed one hand on her cheek and the other on her arm. Toshiro shut his eyes and gave her a chaste kiss. Sayuri closed her eyes and returned the kiss. It was at that moment that time slowed down. Seconds felt like minutes, yet they were well spent. He pulled away and looked her in the eyes one last time. As he started to turn away, the hand holding Sayuri's arm momentarily met with her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Toshiro opened and stepped through the Senkaimon but not before stealing another glance at Sayuri. Her face turned bright red--so bright that it started to clash with her hair. She put her fingers to her lips and watched him disappear into the light.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, THAT is what made me cry like a baby. I think I'm a bit too emotional at times. But it felt kind of like watching Voices of a Distant Star, except there was lots of blood, guts, and gore. I cried all the way through VoaDS, but it was only a half hour. I won't say "how can I not cry?" because I didn't cry when writing it the first time. It was after I read through it. It was also while I was listening to Continued Story by Kuroishi Hitomi. That's the last insert song played after Lelouch dies in Code Geass before the end song (which really ruined the whole moment...) That made me cry the most, but I was sad when Lelouch died, too. Anyways, it's an awesome song. I got it off gendou.com. I might be able to embed a player of some sort into this post with the song...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Since I'm having a bit of trouble with Kenny's fight, I decided that I should touch up the first couple chapters of the sequel. I wrote 1 &amp;amp; 2 a long time ago, but I edited ch 1 and finished ch 2 last night. The sequel is called "Sonata of the Storm" or "Breaking Through the Storm: Sonata of the Storm." I think I'm going with the first one, but the second is a possibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cyw_ajwH8Cs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cyw_ajwH8Cs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Humans are foolish creatures. They fear that which they do not know and destroy that which they fear.&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4509258845789260584-8340832627303450536?l=shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/feeds/8340832627303450536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-finished-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8340832627303450536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4509258845789260584/posts/default/8340832627303450536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shadowsmasqueradefanfic.blogspot.com/2010/01/finally-finished-story.html' title='Finally finished a story...'/><author><name>Morgan</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--7oyauq9n98/TkhMwZUKEpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/xiBixgneZBI/s220/100_0005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
