Rukia Kurosaki

Dear Writer, Good work. So you've worked out the ending? - Editor L of Hell

Finally a new dump with updated style toward the end :V

Dear Anon, How's your face? - L

Chicken wings, maybe?

Living that one. There's always music and dreams to inspire at least a bit. You develop/discover an allergy to a family pet.

Extra protein xP And at least it wasn't while I was awake. The person you're interested in confides their crush on someone else to you.

Let's see, nowadays I'm usually called: L Sempai Elli Fluffy Princess Teriyaki Princess (Only butler may use this. He has contract permission.) Natake Sera-chan Miss L Cinnamonpai Capp Captain Ashe/Asche Red Lulz I think that's all... Did I forget some? xD

I have a very short attention span but have spurts of focus, usually involving music or writing. Cookies and cream mint is my new favorite ice cream.

MORE STUFF. IT NEVER ENDS: ever

Never played it. Don't intend to. Don't have something to play it on. And it seems like another money-making attempt by people who know how to occupy people for days without offering entertainment value or creating anything worthwhile. Fun.

Secret: I can be won over easily with a well-made AMV. xD Other one: I don't stalk, but I creep.

The Mixer of the Opera Lead

Dear all of the above, Does this story you're making involve explosions? There could always be more C4 And pirates. - Random reader of things and stuff.

((Sorry I'm late. My computer's still crap, so I can only add a short turn for now.)) So Aero had seen the way she'd taunted her... But rather than unnerving the Jaeger, it gave her an annoyed air. As her weapons crumbled in her hands, Tamsin gave a start, dropping the useless yellow metal. Hesh was slammed hard in return for his angry words. Spear-sharp spires of black shot up from the stark white of the rift floor, rising from beneath the fighters with what wasn't quite deadly accuracy. Aero wasn't trying to eliminate anyone. She was toying with them, showing off to prove that she could do as she pleased against her powerless enemies. Leaping back to avoid a spike that burst from the floor in front of her, Tamsin was caught off balance by a second spire that rushed from the left and ran through her upper arm, sending her reeling to the opposite side. The woman rolled as she dropped, careful not to land on the arm that was bleeding heavily. With a curse, she tore the flannel shirt from over her tanktop, cringing at the sight of blood and bone. The blue-haired woman stood quickly, tying the sleeved shirt around her now all but useless limb with her teeth and right hand. Wrapping the dangling sleeves around the back, she took the yellow tie from her ponytail and let her short hair fall, using the hairtie to secure the sleeves in a second knot. She was already losing feeling in her fingers, and figured the nerve damage would make her makeshift tourniquet necessary. Then the rift disappeared. She saw a knife flashing, and the dripping red again, but this time clearer. The pocket knife in her pocket, the one not fortified for the rift, hadn't been her own. She'd taken it after a brawl. That last one, when her partner had been shot. Tamsin remembered the searing pain in her head as she'd wrenched the knife away. She knew why she'd grown her bangs out, and dyed her hair blue, her partner's favorite color. History wasn't going to repeat itself. No comrades would die beside her this time. Tamsin let out a sigh as she broke from the thoughts, brushing her bangs back out of her face to reveal stitched eyelids where her formerly-covered eye should have been. There had been a crystal in the hairtie... That was the source of her discomfort. And now that she remembered more about her life, she wasn't going to stand down... The woman with a steel-grey glare looked to Iyana, whom everyone seemed to be staring at for a moment. She was taunting Aero, showing confidence and faith. Just as it should be. "Seven... they used to say it was a lucky number," Tam added, clutching her left arm, "But with us it's more about how all of us together are more powerful than you. Human spirits are strange things; they have fears, needs, and humility, but also courage, compassion, and strength. Seven humans, and only one Jaeger? Your odds are cut for every one of us."

((Sorry I missed things~ @@)) Tamsin raised her bat and frowned, looking down her nose at Aero. "I say we fight this b**** all together and give it our all." Twirling her weapon in her hand, she drew the folding knife from her left pocket. "Despite who we were before all this, now it's our job to take care of this. For Alita, and for those Saisei would destroy..."

Tamsin sighed and shook her head. "I knew we'd have to lose our memories of this place..." She frowned and looked across the faces of her allies, wondering what they'd seen in their brief illusions. And anyway, what about Alice? The way her eyes had changed, did that mean she herself was a Jaeger? Or was it some trick of Moto's? She rubbed her own grey eye, wondering if anything in this place could be explained. "So, we're stuck here forever 'till SAISEI destroys us or we die, whichever comes first?" Iyana asked, obviously unhappy with Joshua's explanation. The blue-haired police officer didn't like the options Iyana had figured. With too many questions on her mind, Tam decided to ask one connected to their conversation. Looking up, she made eye contact with Joshua, asking firmly, "Has Saisei sealed the Worlds Gate? And could there be a way to defeat him or unlock it if he has? Don't say there's no chance just because we're weak little humans. If Saisei's got something to do with this war, and tries to unify the one for some insidious purpose, I think it's only fair that those of us stuck in the rift should try to take him down."

Darkness swallowed the landscape as Moto's illusion engulfed the fighters. The last thing to appear before the blackness faded was a glowing yellow light. Tamsin reached for it and found herself holding a small crystal. All at once the light turned blinding and Tam steeled herself as the brilliant white of the Rift morphed into the dull colors of a city. Home... It was a distant memory, and the very existence felt false, but this was her home. Cracking gunshots echoed in the still air. The woman turned around, only to feel a burning weight pulling at her. There was a group of teenagers facing her, and to her right, a man wearing a policeman's uniform. Shots had been exchanged, and Tamsin knew without a doubt that this had already happened. "We knew you was a narc, Tammer," one of the taller teens sneered, his pistol raised at the man who was her partner. As she clenched her fist, the woman realized that she still held her yellow-tinged baseball bat. She could change things. Letting out her breath, the blue-haired girl raised the weapon, and another bullet raced past her head. "Sorry Tammer, this is the way we gotta end things." Lunging at the boy with the ancient 2051 Federal-issue pistol, Tamsin tried to crack him over the head with her bat. The rift-forged weapon sailed straight through his figure, crashing uselessly into the strangely solid ground. Spinning, she looked back to see herself standing beside the police officer, clutching a metal staff. "It's undercover officer to you, bitch," the other Tam snapped at the leader. There was a scuffle, and a final gunshot screamed into her ears. Tamsin squinted her eyes closed and tried to concentrate on returning to her fight, knowing what happened next. She heard the fall as her partner succumbed to the gunshot wound, and listened to the robotic voice of his data sweeper tablet clash with her own echoing shouts as it stated clearly, "Officer Deactivated. Database Erased." A moment later, there was silence. Peeking at the deep maroon, the police officer shuddered. Somehow, the air was heavier and more threatening than it had been in her illusion. "FINALLY...." The ground that had been so solid quivered at the very sound. "FINALLY." That voice was echoing from nowhere and everywhere, enveloping everything and yet leaving enough rein for confusion. Where was it coming from? "BURNING EARTH. SMOLDERING CAULDRON. FATE AND FORTUNE. HOPE AND DESPAIR. I AM ALL." There was no longer a white, pristine rift. The shaking expanse gave a sense of helplessness, and Tamsin found herself stumbling as she tried to feel her way toward anything in the darkness. "AND SO IT SHALL BE. A YOUNG GIRL, CONSUMED BY HER ID, EMERGES TO SERVE." Tamsin was no longer listening actively to the voice. She was trying to shut out the grating words as Joshua and this being conversed. It didn't make sense. After all that had happened, what more could there be? Hopelessness and dread fell over the angel's words, and in disbelief the girl shook her head. What girl? Why was consciousness split? She looked to Joshua for an answer as the rift regained its light, but the angel was trembling, and beads of sweat betrayed his fear. "SAISEI. He has come back into the world." (Sorry for cutting the dialogue short xD It was getting too lengthy to tell her every reaction, and I don't think everyone wants to read my cut and pasted Moho-posts again. xP)