Sakila

Nooooo~~~~~!!! Sorry! Fixed! >_< Boo, I always forget that kinda stuff Thanks KKLT! Dunno about Kuro, really. Except that he was Miwa Ichigen's follower/fanboy

^Apparently, Twin likes to support failing artists because she's awesome like that Ah, Secret Santa~! What a wonderful creation! Allows me to give/get gifts regardless of the fact that I don't celebrate Christmas. And it's so cool to check out everyone else's gifts as well So now that the big reveal has occurred, I'm able to post up my present here in the art thread. This present is for Stopwatch! ^^ (I try to personalize presents because...well, I'm actually pretty sappy deep down. But enough about me! It was hard drawing an actual Stopwatch, so I drew a pocket watch instead--but you know, hopefully the meaning remains ) Ah, anyways, Happy Holidays DCW and especially Stopwatch Won't you click this little link right here?

*rewatches* ... ... ... *drools* xDDD No, but great job--especially with matching the song with the pictures! But my favorite part has to be the cosplay~~~~ Nyah-hahahaha

Hehehehehe......Nya-hahahahahaha..... HAHAHAHAHAHA! HAH-HAHAHAHAHA!!!!! MY SECRET SANTA WAS CHIIIIIIIII-CHAAAAAN <3333333 (Jealous, Phi-kun?) Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you~~!!! *tears of joy* I will treasure it forever and ever and ever~~~~~ And it shall soon be a permanent part of my signature <3 I really can't wipe this stupid grin that's invaded my face away. Twin and Aiko-chan, awesome job running the event~! *hugs both* And an extra hug for IU *hugssss*

Dear Anonymous, You used to be the person I escaped to. And then you became the person I escaped from. And now, I can't seem to escape from these constant thoughts of you. If it was that terrible, you shouldn't have been the one to leave, it should have been me. But I'm selfish. I wouldn't have escaped even if you'd told me to. I couldn't stand being so far away from civilization. You once told me that you wouldn't leave for years to come and now...it's been so long. Are you okay? Hell, of course you are. You got your sweet escape. While I'm still trapped. And insecure. "Is it obvious?" Probably. "Am I that transparent?" I'm sure everyone knows by now. "...Was it all fake?" No. I refuse to believe that. I refuse to believe that everything was once as one-sided as it feels now. You know what I regret the most? The fact that I could've just kept shut. It would've hurt, harboring a secret like that forever. But if I just kept quiet then maybe the both of us could've been happy for just a little while longer. Boy, what a chain reaction that was, huh? Do you...know the truth? Ah well, I was the one to blame so I was the one to receive the punishment. Are you happy with your escape? Sincerely, The One Who Thinks of You as the Best Part of Her Worst Era

The whole "view/show results" thing is acting up, but anyway, I say yes, just because the whole glitchiness issue hasn't been fixed yet.

So something really weird is going on with that poll up top. But I'm fine with it. I already turned mine in so

Me neither, but the anime sure helps pump my daily bishounen meter. Even Mikoto has that rugged look thing going for him.

I watch cuz the characters look pretty~

Hmmm...... Well I went this one school for a few months after we'd moved. This was a while ago... Like when I was in the seventh grade. One day, we went on a field trip and I was sitting in front of this guy who was really...well, noticeable xD He had blonde hair and blue eyes and he was tall, so he stood out a lot. Well, I'd seen him around a few times and I SWEAR he sounded just like Michael Jackson! I just had to tell him, of course, so I turned around to face him. I had climbed up on my knees on the seat so I didn't have much of a grip. So the bus decided JUST then to run over a pothole, sending me flying back against the seats behind me. And of course, I screamed, which led to everyone on the bus seeing me dangling half on my seat, half on the floor looking like a shocked idiot. I got yelled at by the bus driver too But the worst part was that the extremely popular blonde guy's girlfriend spent the rest of my days at the school passing around silly rumors about me because she thought I had been hitting on him xP

Although Neko's character is so very flat. She's just there for basically fanservice anyway. And random comedic moments. And Kukuri is like the Ran of K. Completely oblivious to what's really going on, yet somehow still up there with the top characters. Yata-chan is like Heiji Hattori, not the main character, but the one who everyone loves regardless and wouldn't mind if there were more episodes involving him. And Shiro comes off as a bit flat in the beginning, but I guess he's starting to show a little potential now. Kuro is Kuro. There are no words. Although I love it when he's all fanboying about "Miwa Ichigen-sama~~ <3" ^0^

Neko is also epic.

OMG. So basically, this is a safe haven for everyone to gather around and fangirl about extremely epic pairings? <3 I SUPPORT THE FOLLOWING: Munakata X Mikoto Fushimi X Yata (I'm relatively new to this one ^^") KURO X SHIRO OBVIOUSLY ......My favorite character would have to be Yata-chan. Yata-chan is epic. He is epic and he shall stay epic. He is also epic because he has a skateboard. And a bat. And a hat. How could a baseball bat wielding, skateboarding, hat-wearing, red hoodie-toting, member of HOMRA who talks like there's no tomorrow and only blushes when it comes to being proper with girls not be epic? Therefore, Yata-chan is epic.

[is this still going on, or...?] Sakila's eyes widened slightly as she woke up somewhere totally different. There was no cheery Amber, no umbrella, no deflated ball, just a room. Again. A simple room. But there was a different kind of feeling in the air, a slight tension. Sakila stood up slowly and selected a door carefully. This game had suddenly somehow gotten much more serious.

Dear you disgusting excuses for anonymouses, WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG WITH YOU?! There are certain things you do, certain things you only think about, and certain things that are just inhumane. How on earth could joke about something so sentimental. WE'RE NOT FREAKIN' BESTIES, OKAY? And even if we were, not THAT. Anything but that. I'd feel terrible if I had said no, but I didn't say yes, either, did I? Please, just give it back. I find the things I was especially concerned of being not as important now. I apologize if I was too harsh to you, but honestly, my wrist still feels bare. And you. There is no, absolutely NO, excuse for your behavior. It was ignorant, imbecilic, idiotic, and just plain mean. Have you not learned manners yet? Have you not learned to be understanding of other people's feelings? I'm not at all the kind of person who cries at every little thing. But today, in front of so many people, I felt myself tearing up. Thank you for almost destroying my self-esteem. And keeping me from forming an alliance with someone who could've helped me with the rest of my life. ~Me ------------------------------------ Dear Anonymous, I'm warning you. Because I care for you. But in reality, every single one of my friends end up hating me. So consider yourself warned. Soon, you'll hate me too. I'm sure of it. I don't know what it is. If I did, I would've taken care of it long ago. But since I don't, I'll just end with a "I'm glad I had a chance to be with your friend." ~Someone Temporary ------------------------------------- Dear Anonymous, We've been down that road before. It didn't end well. I need to think before deciding whether to go down that road with you again. Or not. ~Sakila ------------------------------------- Dear Anon, You know that friend of yours I never even met and everyone already knows I dislike even though I don't express it outright? Yes, the one who's apparently from that place and who's apparently doing something as wonderful as that at this moment? Well, the reason I hate your friend so much is because he reminds me of one of my friends. One that I really don't hate. Who I hope "doesn't hate" me back. Who I don't think I'll ever be able to see anymore. -Me ------------------------------------- Dear You, Gosh, I actually have a life on DCW. Unlike you. "Gosh, I actually have a life OUTSIDE of DCW. Unlike you." Gosh, I don't have a life. Unlike you. "Gosh, I have a wonderful life. Unlike you." Gosh, I have a terrible life. Unlike you. "Gosh, my life's changed. Unlike you." Gosh I wish my life would change. Unlike you. "Gosh, I wish I could go back. Just like you." Gosh, I wish I could go back. Just like you. "Gosh, I don't need you. Unlike you." Gosh, my life's nothing without you <3 Unlike you. Signed, Me... and You ------------------------------------- Dear Anonymous, I can only imagine--you know what, screw that. To tell you the truth, I know EXACTLY what you mean. You were included. The only thing I want to know is if I'm included. Sincerely, If not one then two, and if not two then three, and if not three, your personal cheerleader always on the sidelines ------------------------------------- Dear Idiot, You're so stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Ugh! I can't believe... you still haven't figured out my feelings yet! And boy... They are NOT feelings of love! Oh, no no no. They are feelings of wanting to sever your fingers and use them to gouge out your eyes, GOSH YOU MAKE ME SO MAD! -Sakila

(This was going so well in the beginning too... I was quite excited with it. I'd hate for it to discontinued, but even an optimist like me can't blind herself from the many problems at the moment.)

"Huh? Neechama?" Well, kudos to to Sakila for trying to open up to the young child. Now if only she could've heard her. Sakila shifted her bottom lip to the left and bit the right part with her top teeth lightly. "Nothing," she said, her teeth still clamped down. "Eh?" Amber didn't seem to mind and shrugged. "Hey hey Neechama~" Amber bounced up and down in the room while holding the ball. "Take the umbrella! Let's do baseball!" Sakila raised an eyebrow but did as she was told. Picking up the oh-so-convenient umbrella, she adjusted her posture so she wasn't as slouchy as usual. She threw the umbrella over her right shoulder and turned to the side. Amber brought her arms back and pitched. Sakila was strong. Lazy, slow, awkward, but nevertheless strong. Swinging with all her her might, Sakila hit the giant ball with the makeshift bat, only to have it fly over Amber's head, ricochet after the far wall and come back at hyperspeed to smack Sakila in the face. OW. The impact made her fall to the ground and the ball landed to the floor in front of her, now popped. A slip of folded paper fell out. "Nee-chama! Are you alright?! Wow! That was so cool!" She giggled. Noticing the paper Sakila had picked up, she asked, "What's that?" (What IS that?)

The two girls who Kisa only knew as Chia and Dina followed behind her a bit nervously. She rolled her eyes. Dina was clutching her sister's arm and padding along behind her while Chia took long determined strides. Misaki just skipped next to them happily. Whether or not she could read the atmosphere was unknown. "Sakila-" "Kisa. Sakila's my roommate." "Do you think we'll win?" "I plan on it. Unless those two slow us down." She gave them a disgusted look. Chia looked ready to retaliate, but Dina held her back and shook her head no. Idiots. Misaki was strong, fairly athletic looking. She was taller than most of the other contestants and Kisa could use that to her advantage. Plus, she felt as if she should be the most loyal to the girl. She was her... well, friend. She pursed her lips at the thought. Friend, eh? Guess that works. She liked the girl and preferred her over everyone else. Yeah, Misaki was her friend. Why not? Although she'd appreciate it if she called her Kisa--her real name. Hoping the Sakila thing was now behind them, Kisa followed a sign that pointed to another room. Before she left, she looked behind her, noting the antisocial boy teaming up with a scantily-dressed loser, a fat man, and a cowardly little kid. The annoying-as-hell Asian who'd been bothering and bothering her alter-ego since the airport was talking to another girl. Wonder if I can kill him during the game.... He deserves to die on international TV. Kamila was eating and drawing and messing around with her DS and notebook. Besides Misaki... I actually hope she also has a chance of winning. She'd grown fond of the little girl. But only slightly, she reminded herself. No time to get mushy over the competition. Kisa ran a hair through her bob and flipped her heavy bangs to the right before turning back around and entering the room set up for teams. (I'd prefer it if y'all addressed me by Kisa from now on)

Dear Anonymous, What happened? We never used to do this before. Lately, things have been so strained. I can't help but think I've done something wrong but I don't know what. I really hope you're alright. I can't even tell anymore. We used to be so close that I'd immediately know something was up just from your tone. And now, there's this big gap between us. We literally avoid each other. Is it me? Or is there a problem on your end? I feel like we both tried to work it out in our own ways and got shot down by the other unintentionally. Or was it from before that? Now that I think about it, I guess you haven't been the same since THAT incident. There was a short period when you seemed like you were on the road to recovery but now... Well, I don't know. I don't know what to do. I just hope that soon we can come to terms and be content.

(I apologize for the sheer length of this. The italic part just delves deeper into my character's personality and you don't have to read it, I guess, unless you wanna stalk Sakila out for game references.) She ran into the house, covered in dirt, mud, and blood. "Honey?! Oh, no, my baby! What happened to you?!" "They wouldn't be quiet, Mommy. They wouldn't be quiet. They were all talking. They kept talking and talking and talking. So I made them be quiet." "You mean, this isn't your blood?" Her mother's face twisted into a horrific expression. "Honey," she whispered softly, "what on earth did you do?" "I hurt them, Mommy. I hurt them real bad." Her mother immediately ran forward and hugged her daughter, holding her tight against her chest. "Honey, listen to Mommy, okay? You can't tell anybody," she whispered fervently. Picking the little girl up, she ran into the bathroom and began cleaning her up. "You're all Mommy has, right? And Mommy's all you have. We're all alone and no one can help us. Those other kids, what if they tell their parents? What if they... Oh, no, what if they sue...." I don't think I can afford.... Her mother trailed off, now talking to herself as she washed her blood-covered daughter in the bathtub. A few weeks later.... "Not again... not again! What did you do?!" She whimpered. Not from being yelled at. Her back was covered in scrapes and cuts and her clothes were ripped in many places. "She hurt me! She hurt me, Mommy!" The girl started wailing. "Who's this she?" "That girl who came over to our house! I hate her! I hate her Mommy! I want her to die!" "Shush!! Be quiet!" Her mother ran over to her. "My boss's daughter?! Of all the people.... Do you know what could happen now? I... I could be fired! And then you...." She rushed into the bathroom with her daughter again, this time, sitting her down roughly on the edge of the tub. She grasped the little girl's upper arms tightly, not caring for her cry of pain. "Listen to Mommy. If anyone asks, anyone at all, tell them that Mommy hurt you, okay? But it was an accident, okay?" Her eyes seemed half-dazed, half-crazed and she seemed as if she couldn't take it anymore. "Don't tell anyone, okay?" "Okay...okay Mommy." Her unconsciousness was short-lived and Sakila awoke to a hand on her forehead. She was tired. Just so tired of it all. She felt a hard and uncomfortable chair supporting her. She didn't move. Slowly, she moved her hand to the left side pocket of her borrowed blue capris. She found it instantly, a pen she'd discovered the previous owner had placed there. She was just so tired of it all. So annoying. All of it was just so annoying. The hand on her forehead shifted slightly, trying to determine her temperature. Gripping the pen tightly, Sakila suddenly pulled it out and stabbed the back of the hand of the unknown person. She'd been doing it for a long time. The whole acting gig. The whole ridiculousness. A screech of pain resounded throughout the room as Sakila fluttered her eyes open. She sat up and stretched lazily before standing up and licking her lips. She threw the bloodied pen to the floor as the person she'd stabbed cursed and nursed their hand in the corner. "Shut up." She narrowed her eyes and turned around slowly, staring down her victim. "Touch me again, and it won't be your hand I stab." The victim glared at her but stayed quiet an Sakila turned back around. Two men came in and explained the rules of the game and Sakila crossed her arms as the lengthy speech finished. Teams, huh? "Misaki, she said, looking over to the girl. "You're teaming up with me." Leaving it at that, Sakila scouted out the rest of the contestants. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw Kamila. Didn't even realize she was here. But Kamila didn't seem to be the best possible choice, so Sakila continued scouting. An athletic-looking girl stood in the corner. Perfect. And next to her stood... her exact replica, albeit much weaker-looking. Hmm... I'll take it. At the very least, she could make use of the weak one's loyalty. Sakila made her way towards the twins. "You're joining our team." It was a statement. "No way! We all know what kind of psycho you are! There's no way we're joining you." "Chia...." The weaker one spoke up. "She could... give us an advantage, you know." Smart girl. "What?! No way we're teaming up with this lunatic, Dina!" "It wasn't a choice." She stared the two down. "Besides, you have no other options." Looking around, Chia found that most of the others had already formed groups. "...You mess with either of us... and I'll--" "I don't care. Let's go. Oh...and my name's Kisa, by the way." Let the games begin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Team One shall consist of myself, Misaki-chan, and NPC twins Chia and Dina. Three bios, y'all. First is my true personality. Only Lovestruck knows of this personality: NPCs

Sakila was in no way weak. Sure, she was extremely lazy and barely moved around and she was pretty much a small-fry. But her strength exceeded her body and surprised most. So no, she was not weak, and she was not some kind of sloth. Although she moved like that sometimes. But now, she might as well have been a sloth. She might as well have been a turtle. She might as well have been a snail. She might as well have been dead. Amber had the stamina of 3,982 penguins. And penguins had a lot of stamina. Sakila had done her research. Crouching on the ground and holding her chest with her sleeve-covered hand, Sakila attempted to catch her breath. She swallowed hard in order to keep her mouth from going completely dry and felt a slight pain in hr lungs. "Ne-chama~~~~ What is your name???" Sakila wasn't able to catch her breath in time to answer. Noticing the lack of an answer, Amber turned around. "Ne~ Ne~ Neechama... You look sick. Are you alright?" Sakila nodded in response and held up a finger. Wait. "Hmmm..." Amber looked around as she waited. She spotted a ball on the ground and picked it up gleefully. "Wanna play a game with Amber?!" Finally catching her breath, Sakila lifted her head slightly but kept her shoulders slumped. "Un," she said. Okay. Waiting for a while before deciding, Sakila followed Amber to the middle of the room and said in a soft mumble, "Sakila."

(\o/ yeah~~!) Sakila's eyes widened slightly as she felt the weight of the young girl on top of her. She stumbled backwards slightly, feeling the wall behind her stop her from falling flat on her behind. Guessing the young girl liked chocolate, Sakila dug into her many pockets before discovering a smushed KitKat bar in her inner jacket pocket. She slid down to the floor. She pulled the girl off of her and sat her down on the ground next to her. The girl immediately tried to bounce back up but Sakila pushed her back down right away and took out the KitKat bar, dangling it in front of her. "Un," Sakila said. Here. She opened it up and divided in half, giving some to the girl and keeping some to herself. Chewing carefully, Sakila watched as the little girl ate her half. She'd finished in record time and Sakila couldn't help but break her half further after Amber raised her hand for more. After they were both done, Sakila stood up silently, allowing Amber to choose the next door.

Yo~! Welcome to DCW! ^^ LOL, You know, the Pink Panther is actually my school's mascot xDDDDDD

Sakila stared at the final piece of chocolate in her hand. After walking around for a while, she'd gotten hungry and started eating her marker. Shrugging her shoulders, she popped the last piece into her mouth and chose a door at random. A dash of yellow and orange exited the room, not seeming to have noticed her. Sakila followed along silently and entered the same room as the Amber girl.