satina: this is a story made by sheer boredum. just to tell you, i hate writting in a form of Caps but if it's proper, then i must.
Shauna: And I must edit and correct your grammer? Why don't you write rough copies and THEN write it down?
satina: don't feel like it. plus i have good grammer miss 'i'm failing english 'cause it's to imfearior for my intellagence'
Shauna: It is! I swear! I mean have you seen my grades on test, I get 100's thank you. By the way, I don't do journal entries because well, i have a diary at home and a online diary, in fact I have TWO! So yes, I am frankly bored.
satina: on with the muthafucking story.
DISCLAMER: i don't own jack shit. i only own my school uniform & also i own my street clothes. also only DBZ shit i own are print outs and 3 DBZ shrits, recorded eposoids of the Cell Saga and Majin Buu Saga. thank you. // And for I? Just Action Figures, Videos, MP3's and many little things.
~*~ = New Scene
"blah" = Talking
'blah' = Thoughts
[#] = please check bottom of page that includes this #
Now you know the basics. please check
Damned for Life
by: Satina Ryuu / Shauna Ottele
~*~
The days of warmth and high tempertures take over the little mountian home in the 439 Area. Two people, both male, were sparing hardcore in the air. One blow after another. The blacked haired males were hitting eachother with blood spitting out, and bruised that can make anyhuman hurt like hell for weeks at the least. Cuts with blood gushing out, was only a easy spar.
"Good job Gohan" said the older male. He had on a orange gi with a blue shirt underneith. He had on the Turtle Hermet symbol. He had black unruling hair that stuck out in many directions.
"Thanks dad" Replied a younger male, about 11, with black spiked up hair and a purple gi with a red belt. His eyes were sparkling by the complament.
"Goku? Gohan? Lunch is ready!" Yelled a woman from the front of the orange door. The two males heads popped up at the word LUNCH. Just on que, they dashed towards the house where the woman was standing at, almost knocking her over. The to males were sitting at the table, just looking into space with hunger. The woman put the meals down on the table. The two males were eating it, almost inhailing the food.
"You two couldn't possible have room for dessert?" the woman asked in disgust.
"ah that'll be ok mum, since you and dad seemed to have something planned already, I'll go and find Piccolo." And with that, Gohan dashed out the door and flew into the sky.
Shauna: And I must edit and correct your grammer? Why don't you write rough copies and THEN write it down?
satina: don't feel like it. plus i have good grammer miss 'i'm failing english 'cause it's to imfearior for my intellagence'
Shauna: It is! I swear! I mean have you seen my grades on test, I get 100's thank you. By the way, I don't do journal entries because well, i have a diary at home and a online diary, in fact I have TWO! So yes, I am frankly bored.
satina: on with the muthafucking story.
DISCLAMER: i don't own jack shit. i only own my school uniform & also i own my street clothes. also only DBZ shit i own are print outs and 3 DBZ shrits, recorded eposoids of the Cell Saga and Majin Buu Saga. thank you. // And for I? Just Action Figures, Videos, MP3's and many little things.
~*~ = New Scene
"blah" = Talking
'blah' = Thoughts
[#] = please check bottom of page that includes this #
Now you know the basics. please check
Damned for Life
by: Satina Ryuu / Shauna Ottele
~*~
The days of warmth and high tempertures take over the little mountian home in the 439 Area. Two people, both male, were sparing hardcore in the air. One blow after another. The blacked haired males were hitting eachother with blood spitting out, and bruised that can make anyhuman hurt like hell for weeks at the least. Cuts with blood gushing out, was only a easy spar.
"Good job Gohan" said the older male. He had on a orange gi with a blue shirt underneith. He had on the Turtle Hermet symbol. He had black unruling hair that stuck out in many directions.
"Thanks dad" Replied a younger male, about 11, with black spiked up hair and a purple gi with a red belt. His eyes were sparkling by the complament.
"Goku? Gohan? Lunch is ready!" Yelled a woman from the front of the orange door. The two males heads popped up at the word LUNCH. Just on que, they dashed towards the house where the woman was standing at, almost knocking her over. The to males were sitting at the table, just looking into space with hunger. The woman put the meals down on the table. The two males were eating it, almost inhailing the food.
"You two couldn't possible have room for dessert?" the woman asked in disgust.
"ah that'll be ok mum, since you and dad seemed to have something planned already, I'll go and find Piccolo." And with that, Gohan dashed out the door and flew into the sky.