Symphony Remix: Season Two
Prologue:
"It's been five months, and the crew has changed a lot," begins the teenage punk at her desk. She smiled delightfully behind blue shades and slouches back in her chair from the computer desk as she resembles the stature of a man in a robe, fez, and smoking pipe.
"Let's see..... We left off where Riku drove to the police station to bail out his father. He did, and surprisingly, he wasn't tried for his actions because no one got hurt. I know what you mean, a police man got hit by a car that caught on fire. But in a bizarre turn of events, he somehow survived. Yes, this really confusing, but what can I say, he SURVIVED," exclaims the chick raising her hands up as if it were out of her hands and the work of God.
"Anyway, after bailing his father out, Riku asked what caused the disturbance and Sephiroth explained the predicament. Riku didn't believe him, and with Cloud having disappeared with a strange gentleman BEFORE Riku came to bail him out, he didn't have much proof, either. So he gave up," further explains the author.
"Who did Cloud leave with? Some strange gentleman, you say? Well, I have no idea, either, but one hint can clue you in. He had flowing black hair...."
[sound of suspense]
.
"Mooooooving on, Tidus was sent to a hospital and had himself treated. After a day he was returned home, but the problem is he's going to have to take better care of his back. You see, a boy can only hold up so many tons of scrap metal, and it was miraculously he even survived a ton. He can still play blitzball, but he must not overwork himself. Selphie is forever grateful to him, and sometimes, after an entire day of annoyance, he regrets his heroic act of saving her," says the punk girl sighing. She smiles again.
"The boys did eventually come back to the taxi and paid him. Lulu didn't have the anger to scare the hell out of Wakka for leaving her back in traffic. Tidus was enough to worry about and yell at. So was Selphie. But in the end, Lulu was appreciated more than ever by Wakka. He knew Lulu would never be so dumb as to rush into the middle of a car-flying battle."
"Now I bet you're wondering what happened to Kairi, eh? Well, guess what she did that weekend? She worked at her adopted parent's chocolate shop. Hee," grinned the author. "What's even weirder that she's become closer to Riku, Sora, and Hikari that they've become a natural quadro... fabo.... um... the Fantastic Four without powers and cheap, over-used clichés...."
"Most importantly, we can't forget what happened to Yuffie and Hikari's cupcakes, now can we? Here we go! EXTENDED SCENES!!! :D :D :D :D!!!"
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"Uncle Cid!! I'm homeeeeee!!!!" called out Yuffie as she kicked the door closed and locked it behind her. She tossed her gym bag to the side and walked around the dining room into the kitchen... "Are my cupcakes done?"
Hm. No one was there. Next, she walked into the living room.
"Uncle Cid?"
No one was there either....
Yuffie then traveled to her Uncle's room, perhaps he was there, by cha-
Yuffie stopped dead in her tracks and stared in the entrance of the room.
Uncle Cid glanced up to see Yuffie in his doorway.
There was a ten second pause.
"Hifa kfid," greeted Uncle Cid through the cupcake.
There.
Sat Cid.
On his bed.
Watching a soap opera.
And eating her cupcakes.
Half were gone.
Yuffie stared. "Please tell me. That's a Al Behd Soap Opera...." pleaded Yuffie with the same blank expression... "And you're not eating my cupcakes."
Her Uncle thought for a moment.
"I saved you one."
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"And you can guess what happened next. Yuffie ended up giving Leon the cupcake on Monday before Class, and the kids came up with some crazy idea it was the Professor's birthday and all sang 'Happy Birthday' to him. In the past five months, they have been tutoring every Saturday and have an occasional talk or two after school. Yuffie's not so much as a patient girl, but Leon makes her patient. He lets her hang onto his arm sometimes and, on rare moments, touches her affectionately after being hurt during studies on weekends. No one has suspected a thing...." says the punk girl. She sits for a while u until she scratches the back of her head nervously. "At least, I hope so."
"What ever happened to Hikari and Broken? Isn't their relationship moving kind of fast?" mimicked the author with cat ears and a kitten look. She grinned. "Yes, yes, kiddies! Aren't they little hormonal bunnies?! ^-^ ^-^ ^-^ Well, they're a pretty active couple! Really active. More sexually than anything else. He meets her after school when her brother isn't around. They meet secretly a lot, away from her brother to make out and talk. She explains to him things about her life, her brother, her family, her friends, and basically everything. And he asks questions, too! Lots of questions! Awwwww, aren't they adorable!? They're like Romeo and Juliet, a forbidden love!"
Author glows for a while in happiness until she comes to horrible realization.
"OH MY GAWD, I'M WRITTING ANOTHER JULIET AND ROMEO SENARIO JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER PATHETIC AUTHOR!!!!" screams the punk girl is sheer horror. "IS THIS WHAT MY SKILLZ HAVE COME DOWN TO?!!! AM I REALLY SO PATHETIC TO WRITE SUCH HORRIFIC, BORING, COMMON, ROMANTIC TRASH!!!???"
O_O
O_-------
"Ermmmmmmmmmmmmyeeeeeeeaaaaah."
"Back to business, I bet what all of you are really waiting for is the info on Sora and Riku and their little love affair that's so secret they don't even know about it or have to come to the realization they are even having a love affair!" begins the teenage girl with a Cheshire grin. "Honest to God, all they have been doing for the past five months is hanging out, training, fighting, and eating together. Sometimes with the girls and sometimes without them. While having certain moments that make them stop and think and read too much into things. Hee. Like kissing and love making and all that other romantic shit. It's weird how boys can never truly figure out they're gay until mondo time later."
Author sighs again and leans back.
"So it's been five months.... I wonder what'll happen. Oh yeah. Fieldtrip. Almost forgot."
Author sits there for a while and looks over.
"So what do you think guys?"
The row of teddy bears and little plushies seem to stare and remain motionless in unanimous agreement: excellent. Author chick grins again, like Sora, ear to ear.
"Thankees for everything, and if you're unsatisfied with this prologue, you can read the following short story called 'Soushimashou.' I hope you enjoy it guys, but I'm afraid it's just about me and a few of me buddies, ne?"
Shoushimashou
"Let's go do that."
by Kiyda
.
"This is my life as told by me. My life is often very complicated. It may have been simple and perfect and pretty at one time, but somehow its been screwed around. My life is like one of those plastic cd players that was left out in the sun too long that it warped and won't play anymore. I can draw pretty well, but it's not something I want explore as a profession. I'm going to be a writer when I grow up and destroy the world. At least I hope so..."
A girl with short blonde hair blinked at the black haired girl, but she went back to reading the rest of the manuscript anyway.
"I'll often write about anything which brings me back to my life. My life is an open book that I'd like to keep closed like my mouth. Which reminds me that you should probably get your nose out of my mind and your close my book of ideas. There are thing in here, in my life - in my mind, that not many of closed head should try to comprehend. But since I am writing this and you're already intrigued, let me explain a few things: blah blah blah, now go away," finished the blonde. She placed it down after asituating it. "Welll... she began, I think it's pretty good."
"But it sucks?"
"No, no! I would never think of it ask sucking!"
"But it sucks."
"Yes... erm, it does."
"Figures..."
The dark haired girl relaxed on the frontsteps of the blonde's house, chillling. She was dressed in Less Than Jake shirt and some baggy retarded pants that looked straight off the hooks of Hot Topic which strangely enough, were just renovated over and over again. Old sneakers were still attached to her feet, and she looked completely carefree with her flat midriff showing. Her long black haired flowed freely with mismatched bangs.
Her friend, however, was sitting up right on the tiny steps, in old black jeans and LotR shirt. Her short blonde hair hung to her shin, and one side was tucked behind an ear that dangle a fairy ring. She looked at the thin stack of script she held, then to her partner.
"I don't hate it," exclaimed Skye as she smiled cheerfully as to lighten her words. "Plus, what do you mean by you want to destroy the world? Do you really want to do that?"
The dark haired girl waited and stretched as she lied back. "Yeah. I want to. I mean, I've thought about it..."
"Why? I know life sucks, but you love me, right? You wouldn't want to kill me, too, eh?" asked Skye, giggling.
"No, I guess not. You're, like, my bestfriend! I'd never want to kill you. It's just everyone else, I hate..." confessed the dark haired girl. Skye blinked, surprised.
"Wow, do you really hate everyone, Kiyda?" asked Skye. Kiyda lied there for a moment before sitting up.
"Yeah, I do. On the other hand, I also love them," claimed Kiyda. "I just.... I don't know! I think you're the only one who really knows who I am or what I'm like. I think it scares you, but at least you know! I mean, I think all the other people I know are just clueless about who I really am... I don't think they really know me and just like my mask. My mask as stupid little cheerful girl. As a fangirl."
"But you are a fangirl," stated Skye as Kiyda lied back down. She closed her eyes.
"I know. But it's different. I'm not usually so hyper around my friends, and they all think I'm stupid now. I hate it. I wish I could act like I do around you and my family. All sarcastic and serious. At least, just a little bit," Kiyda stated. Skye smiled.
"We all have that problem. There's are personal side to us and our business side. We have an outlook and an innerlook. It's rare that we combined the two," declared Skye, setting the stack of paper elsewhere.
"And that is why I do not go out on dates much!"
"Huh? Because you're afraid they may not like who you're really like?"
"EXACTLY!"
Kiyda bounced into Skye's face and completely scared her out of her wits.
"WAHHH!!!"
"I know what you are saying completely! I wish there was a guy out there who doesn't want my body to sex up and is completely unattracted to me!!!" exclaimed Kiyda, posing with both hands on her hips. She waited for a moment to recognize what she said. "Um, wait that's not right.... Er."
Skye bounced onto her feet as well and posed.
"I want a guy who will worship me and love me - not too much - and find me incredibly sexy!" exclaimed Skye with a big grin.
"Er, I've already had one of those, but I'd really like a guy to find me sexy, and I'd especially would like him to acknowledge my intelligence, my creativity, and my rights! I want both respect and sex!" said Kiyda, slapping her knee.
"Right on, sister! And we need our men hot and heavy and ready to order!" exclaimed Skye , shooting her fist into the air. But then both of the girls soon descended into depression. Each gave a great sigh before plopping their selves into the grass on the front lawn than onto the stairs.
"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen..."
~*~
Kiyda got up. She had enough of waiting. She wasn't going to wait forever.
"C'mon Skye, let's go..."
"Huh?" wondered Skye, glancing. "But they said they were going to meet us here."
"You keep telling me that they're gonna, but I don't see them! In fact, I don't even know them!!" squealed Kiyda waving her arms about in a panicking fashion. "I think we should go home, and forget all about it. Besides, they might've been a couple of those perverts!"
Skye got up from the steps infront of the school. It was mid-day Saturday, and although you'd wince at the sight of the place on the weekend, they were there for other purposes.
"You know this story really does suck."
And they ended up back in the author's room.
Kiyda: - -; Yes, it does, doesn't.
Skye: Where's the sex?! Where's the violence?! The voice in your head that screams NOOOOO!!!!!? I mean, C'MON! That's the greatest thing about everything!
Kiyda: - - ......... Sorry.
Skye: -=folds arms over her chest=- Thank you.
Sora: What about us?
Kiyda: I didn't feel like it.
Riku: Are you depressed or something?
Skye: @_@ PLeeeeeease, let's not get serious nowww....
Kiyda: Aye aye aye! I feel like Poe! That's not good! @_@
Skye: I know what you need! You need, coke!
Sora: (gasp)! No! Then she'll become nutso on us and force us to have sticky sticky hot hot into the midnight hours!!!
Riku: - -;;;;;;;;; I know I'm going to regret this, but give her the damn coke.
SORA: O_O
SKYE: YESH!!!! :D:D:D:D
Riku: Await next chapter, the first chapter of the second season of Symphony Remix. Fieldtrip for all and if you want to be one of the girls in the fanfics, she'll take the first five.
I REPEAT:
Want to be on the Field trip to the Mountains with Sora and the gang?
If so, email her and ask. Then give her your personality, your clothing, your hair color, and your alias. She'll take the first five.
Riku: Well, that's about it. Let's hope the coke doesn't wear off....
Skye: WHAT DO YO MEAN THERE'S NO COKE IN THE HOUSE!!!???
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"Even a monkey could draw manga...." - Cat, a friend of Kiyda.
.
.
.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! (hai, and nevermind what Cat says, because she's a super artist and dislikes manga a lot.)
.
.
.
WHY AREN'T YOU REVIEWING!!!?? THE WORLD'S GONNA END IN FIVE MINUTES, BUT REVIEW ANYWAY!!!!
.
.
yeah, whatever
.
Prologue:
"It's been five months, and the crew has changed a lot," begins the teenage punk at her desk. She smiled delightfully behind blue shades and slouches back in her chair from the computer desk as she resembles the stature of a man in a robe, fez, and smoking pipe.
"Let's see..... We left off where Riku drove to the police station to bail out his father. He did, and surprisingly, he wasn't tried for his actions because no one got hurt. I know what you mean, a police man got hit by a car that caught on fire. But in a bizarre turn of events, he somehow survived. Yes, this really confusing, but what can I say, he SURVIVED," exclaims the chick raising her hands up as if it were out of her hands and the work of God.
"Anyway, after bailing his father out, Riku asked what caused the disturbance and Sephiroth explained the predicament. Riku didn't believe him, and with Cloud having disappeared with a strange gentleman BEFORE Riku came to bail him out, he didn't have much proof, either. So he gave up," further explains the author.
"Who did Cloud leave with? Some strange gentleman, you say? Well, I have no idea, either, but one hint can clue you in. He had flowing black hair...."
[sound of suspense]
.
"Mooooooving on, Tidus was sent to a hospital and had himself treated. After a day he was returned home, but the problem is he's going to have to take better care of his back. You see, a boy can only hold up so many tons of scrap metal, and it was miraculously he even survived a ton. He can still play blitzball, but he must not overwork himself. Selphie is forever grateful to him, and sometimes, after an entire day of annoyance, he regrets his heroic act of saving her," says the punk girl sighing. She smiles again.
"The boys did eventually come back to the taxi and paid him. Lulu didn't have the anger to scare the hell out of Wakka for leaving her back in traffic. Tidus was enough to worry about and yell at. So was Selphie. But in the end, Lulu was appreciated more than ever by Wakka. He knew Lulu would never be so dumb as to rush into the middle of a car-flying battle."
"Now I bet you're wondering what happened to Kairi, eh? Well, guess what she did that weekend? She worked at her adopted parent's chocolate shop. Hee," grinned the author. "What's even weirder that she's become closer to Riku, Sora, and Hikari that they've become a natural quadro... fabo.... um... the Fantastic Four without powers and cheap, over-used clichés...."
"Most importantly, we can't forget what happened to Yuffie and Hikari's cupcakes, now can we? Here we go! EXTENDED SCENES!!! :D :D :D :D!!!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*
"Uncle Cid!! I'm homeeeeee!!!!" called out Yuffie as she kicked the door closed and locked it behind her. She tossed her gym bag to the side and walked around the dining room into the kitchen... "Are my cupcakes done?"
Hm. No one was there. Next, she walked into the living room.
"Uncle Cid?"
No one was there either....
Yuffie then traveled to her Uncle's room, perhaps he was there, by cha-
Yuffie stopped dead in her tracks and stared in the entrance of the room.
Uncle Cid glanced up to see Yuffie in his doorway.
There was a ten second pause.
"Hifa kfid," greeted Uncle Cid through the cupcake.
There.
Sat Cid.
On his bed.
Watching a soap opera.
And eating her cupcakes.
Half were gone.
Yuffie stared. "Please tell me. That's a Al Behd Soap Opera...." pleaded Yuffie with the same blank expression... "And you're not eating my cupcakes."
Her Uncle thought for a moment.
"I saved you one."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*
"And you can guess what happened next. Yuffie ended up giving Leon the cupcake on Monday before Class, and the kids came up with some crazy idea it was the Professor's birthday and all sang 'Happy Birthday' to him. In the past five months, they have been tutoring every Saturday and have an occasional talk or two after school. Yuffie's not so much as a patient girl, but Leon makes her patient. He lets her hang onto his arm sometimes and, on rare moments, touches her affectionately after being hurt during studies on weekends. No one has suspected a thing...." says the punk girl. She sits for a while u until she scratches the back of her head nervously. "At least, I hope so."
"What ever happened to Hikari and Broken? Isn't their relationship moving kind of fast?" mimicked the author with cat ears and a kitten look. She grinned. "Yes, yes, kiddies! Aren't they little hormonal bunnies?! ^-^ ^-^ ^-^ Well, they're a pretty active couple! Really active. More sexually than anything else. He meets her after school when her brother isn't around. They meet secretly a lot, away from her brother to make out and talk. She explains to him things about her life, her brother, her family, her friends, and basically everything. And he asks questions, too! Lots of questions! Awwwww, aren't they adorable!? They're like Romeo and Juliet, a forbidden love!"
Author glows for a while in happiness until she comes to horrible realization.
"OH MY GAWD, I'M WRITTING ANOTHER JULIET AND ROMEO SENARIO JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER PATHETIC AUTHOR!!!!" screams the punk girl is sheer horror. "IS THIS WHAT MY SKILLZ HAVE COME DOWN TO?!!! AM I REALLY SO PATHETIC TO WRITE SUCH HORRIFIC, BORING, COMMON, ROMANTIC TRASH!!!???"
O_O
O_-------
"Ermmmmmmmmmmmmyeeeeeeeaaaaah."
"Back to business, I bet what all of you are really waiting for is the info on Sora and Riku and their little love affair that's so secret they don't even know about it or have to come to the realization they are even having a love affair!" begins the teenage girl with a Cheshire grin. "Honest to God, all they have been doing for the past five months is hanging out, training, fighting, and eating together. Sometimes with the girls and sometimes without them. While having certain moments that make them stop and think and read too much into things. Hee. Like kissing and love making and all that other romantic shit. It's weird how boys can never truly figure out they're gay until mondo time later."
Author sighs again and leans back.
"So it's been five months.... I wonder what'll happen. Oh yeah. Fieldtrip. Almost forgot."
Author sits there for a while and looks over.
"So what do you think guys?"
The row of teddy bears and little plushies seem to stare and remain motionless in unanimous agreement: excellent. Author chick grins again, like Sora, ear to ear.
"Thankees for everything, and if you're unsatisfied with this prologue, you can read the following short story called 'Soushimashou.' I hope you enjoy it guys, but I'm afraid it's just about me and a few of me buddies, ne?"
Shoushimashou
"Let's go do that."
by Kiyda
.
"This is my life as told by me. My life is often very complicated. It may have been simple and perfect and pretty at one time, but somehow its been screwed around. My life is like one of those plastic cd players that was left out in the sun too long that it warped and won't play anymore. I can draw pretty well, but it's not something I want explore as a profession. I'm going to be a writer when I grow up and destroy the world. At least I hope so..."
A girl with short blonde hair blinked at the black haired girl, but she went back to reading the rest of the manuscript anyway.
"I'll often write about anything which brings me back to my life. My life is an open book that I'd like to keep closed like my mouth. Which reminds me that you should probably get your nose out of my mind and your close my book of ideas. There are thing in here, in my life - in my mind, that not many of closed head should try to comprehend. But since I am writing this and you're already intrigued, let me explain a few things: blah blah blah, now go away," finished the blonde. She placed it down after asituating it. "Welll... she began, I think it's pretty good."
"But it sucks?"
"No, no! I would never think of it ask sucking!"
"But it sucks."
"Yes... erm, it does."
"Figures..."
The dark haired girl relaxed on the frontsteps of the blonde's house, chillling. She was dressed in Less Than Jake shirt and some baggy retarded pants that looked straight off the hooks of Hot Topic which strangely enough, were just renovated over and over again. Old sneakers were still attached to her feet, and she looked completely carefree with her flat midriff showing. Her long black haired flowed freely with mismatched bangs.
Her friend, however, was sitting up right on the tiny steps, in old black jeans and LotR shirt. Her short blonde hair hung to her shin, and one side was tucked behind an ear that dangle a fairy ring. She looked at the thin stack of script she held, then to her partner.
"I don't hate it," exclaimed Skye as she smiled cheerfully as to lighten her words. "Plus, what do you mean by you want to destroy the world? Do you really want to do that?"
The dark haired girl waited and stretched as she lied back. "Yeah. I want to. I mean, I've thought about it..."
"Why? I know life sucks, but you love me, right? You wouldn't want to kill me, too, eh?" asked Skye, giggling.
"No, I guess not. You're, like, my bestfriend! I'd never want to kill you. It's just everyone else, I hate..." confessed the dark haired girl. Skye blinked, surprised.
"Wow, do you really hate everyone, Kiyda?" asked Skye. Kiyda lied there for a moment before sitting up.
"Yeah, I do. On the other hand, I also love them," claimed Kiyda. "I just.... I don't know! I think you're the only one who really knows who I am or what I'm like. I think it scares you, but at least you know! I mean, I think all the other people I know are just clueless about who I really am... I don't think they really know me and just like my mask. My mask as stupid little cheerful girl. As a fangirl."
"But you are a fangirl," stated Skye as Kiyda lied back down. She closed her eyes.
"I know. But it's different. I'm not usually so hyper around my friends, and they all think I'm stupid now. I hate it. I wish I could act like I do around you and my family. All sarcastic and serious. At least, just a little bit," Kiyda stated. Skye smiled.
"We all have that problem. There's are personal side to us and our business side. We have an outlook and an innerlook. It's rare that we combined the two," declared Skye, setting the stack of paper elsewhere.
"And that is why I do not go out on dates much!"
"Huh? Because you're afraid they may not like who you're really like?"
"EXACTLY!"
Kiyda bounced into Skye's face and completely scared her out of her wits.
"WAHHH!!!"
"I know what you are saying completely! I wish there was a guy out there who doesn't want my body to sex up and is completely unattracted to me!!!" exclaimed Kiyda, posing with both hands on her hips. She waited for a moment to recognize what she said. "Um, wait that's not right.... Er."
Skye bounced onto her feet as well and posed.
"I want a guy who will worship me and love me - not too much - and find me incredibly sexy!" exclaimed Skye with a big grin.
"Er, I've already had one of those, but I'd really like a guy to find me sexy, and I'd especially would like him to acknowledge my intelligence, my creativity, and my rights! I want both respect and sex!" said Kiyda, slapping her knee.
"Right on, sister! And we need our men hot and heavy and ready to order!" exclaimed Skye , shooting her fist into the air. But then both of the girls soon descended into depression. Each gave a great sigh before plopping their selves into the grass on the front lawn than onto the stairs.
"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen..."
~*~
Kiyda got up. She had enough of waiting. She wasn't going to wait forever.
"C'mon Skye, let's go..."
"Huh?" wondered Skye, glancing. "But they said they were going to meet us here."
"You keep telling me that they're gonna, but I don't see them! In fact, I don't even know them!!" squealed Kiyda waving her arms about in a panicking fashion. "I think we should go home, and forget all about it. Besides, they might've been a couple of those perverts!"
Skye got up from the steps infront of the school. It was mid-day Saturday, and although you'd wince at the sight of the place on the weekend, they were there for other purposes.
"You know this story really does suck."
And they ended up back in the author's room.
Kiyda: - -; Yes, it does, doesn't.
Skye: Where's the sex?! Where's the violence?! The voice in your head that screams NOOOOO!!!!!? I mean, C'MON! That's the greatest thing about everything!
Kiyda: - - ......... Sorry.
Skye: -=folds arms over her chest=- Thank you.
Sora: What about us?
Kiyda: I didn't feel like it.
Riku: Are you depressed or something?
Skye: @_@ PLeeeeeease, let's not get serious nowww....
Kiyda: Aye aye aye! I feel like Poe! That's not good! @_@
Skye: I know what you need! You need, coke!
Sora: (gasp)! No! Then she'll become nutso on us and force us to have sticky sticky hot hot into the midnight hours!!!
Riku: - -;;;;;;;;; I know I'm going to regret this, but give her the damn coke.
SORA: O_O
SKYE: YESH!!!! :D:D:D:D
Riku: Await next chapter, the first chapter of the second season of Symphony Remix. Fieldtrip for all and if you want to be one of the girls in the fanfics, she'll take the first five.
I REPEAT:
Want to be on the Field trip to the Mountains with Sora and the gang?
If so, email her and ask. Then give her your personality, your clothing, your hair color, and your alias. She'll take the first five.
Riku: Well, that's about it. Let's hope the coke doesn't wear off....
Skye: WHAT DO YO MEAN THERE'S NO COKE IN THE HOUSE!!!???
_._._._._._._._._
"Even a monkey could draw manga...." - Cat, a friend of Kiyda.
.
.
.
PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! (hai, and nevermind what Cat says, because she's a super artist and dislikes manga a lot.)
.
.
.
WHY AREN'T YOU REVIEWING!!!?? THE WORLD'S GONNA END IN FIVE MINUTES, BUT REVIEW ANYWAY!!!!
.
.
yeah, whatever
.