Friday, July 23, 2004
writer's note: hi, yall! I miss you so much! sorry 4 the wait... I just
hope the lovely people at will accept this copy.
Disclaimer: I do not own yyh or Mr. jackson.sigh
Daimien stepped into the light, sheilding her royal blue eyes from the burning rays of the sun. Lillith was waiting for her in the jag. As she approched the baby blue/magenta sports car, she glanced at her watch. 'Damn! I'm ten minites late for the consert!'
As she stepped into the jag, her lolita-styled dress caught in the door. She and the rest of the rekai tante were poseing as a band for there latest mission, which koennma had lovingly named "operation: popstar".
Hiei was the guitarist, Kurama on bass, Kuabarra is our drummer, and Yusuke is our manager. Ruiki is our...dancer. She nearly strangled koennma when she found out. then there's the costume factor...gahh! It makes me shudder just to think of it. pink sequin tube top and flameing booty shorts... and thats just Hiei. Let's just say that the largest pice of clothing on me and Ruiki is the 'how to wash' tag. But we all agreed as soon as we saw the pay check.
Lillith is our assistant. If it wasn't for Lillith calling me, I would not have gotten out of bed today. Now, as we raced up to the stage, I had sixteen people on my tail, makeup here, compowder there. someone tried to unlace my corset and I back handed them... oops, that was my costume designer! He's out cold. I was pushed into the dressing room and was given a mini skirt... No Shirt! I asked where the shirt was and Yusuke said, " Thats no mini skirt, that's your dress. please hurry! We're on in two!" What dose he mean ' we '? All he dose is sit on his booty and order pizza for him and jerry the producer. I got dressed and was raced to the stage. Thay were all in place hiei tossed me a mic. I walked out. I'm so scared. Bright lights... so bright. Daimien:Thats all I got so far, if any of you got any idea's, do share! I was forced to murder fifteen monkeys! Then I adopted mr. Jackson's monkey {snicker} and got the idea for this tingymerbobber. if you like REVIEW...peez.
Disclaimer: I do not own yyh or Mr. jackson.sigh
Daimien stepped into the light, sheilding her royal blue eyes from the burning rays of the sun. Lillith was waiting for her in the jag. As she approched the baby blue/magenta sports car, she glanced at her watch. 'Damn! I'm ten minites late for the consert!'
As she stepped into the jag, her lolita-styled dress caught in the door. She and the rest of the rekai tante were poseing as a band for there latest mission, which koennma had lovingly named "operation: popstar".
Hiei was the guitarist, Kurama on bass, Kuabarra is our drummer, and Yusuke is our manager. Ruiki is our...dancer. She nearly strangled koennma when she found out. then there's the costume factor...gahh! It makes me shudder just to think of it. pink sequin tube top and flameing booty shorts... and thats just Hiei. Let's just say that the largest pice of clothing on me and Ruiki is the 'how to wash' tag. But we all agreed as soon as we saw the pay check.
Lillith is our assistant. If it wasn't for Lillith calling me, I would not have gotten out of bed today. Now, as we raced up to the stage, I had sixteen people on my tail, makeup here, compowder there. someone tried to unlace my corset and I back handed them... oops, that was my costume designer! He's out cold. I was pushed into the dressing room and was given a mini skirt... No Shirt! I asked where the shirt was and Yusuke said, " Thats no mini skirt, that's your dress. please hurry! We're on in two!" What dose he mean ' we '? All he dose is sit on his booty and order pizza for him and jerry the producer. I got dressed and was raced to the stage. Thay were all in place hiei tossed me a mic. I walked out. I'm so scared. Bright lights... so bright. Daimien:Thats all I got so far, if any of you got any idea's, do share! I was forced to murder fifteen monkeys! Then I adopted mr. Jackson's monkey {snicker} and got the idea for this tingymerbobber. if you like REVIEW...peez.