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 Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 3:32 pm
xxxxxxx❝xxxℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢xxx❞
What do you call it, when another forces your hand?
And what will they say, when they find me here this way. . . ?
And no, no no no it wasn't my idea, no it wasn't my idea.
But oh - just to see your face, when you find me here like this.
Now there's no time for wondering, darkness is now at my door, rapping with bony fingers;
He's come to take me home, he'll envelope me in sleep, wrapped in black feathery wings.
but before we fly, here's my goodbye;
xxxxＨｕｓｈ ｙｏｕ Ｔｗａｔｓ － － ！
xxxxxxxxxxxＴｈｅ Ｌａｄｙ ｉｓ ｓｐｅａｋｉｎｇ. . . .
Hullo, hullo my droogies, I figured what with everyone jumping on the introduction band wagon -- I ought to make one of my own. I may have neglected you lovely ladies for the past few months; but I assure you, I'm back and shan't abandon you until I'm satisfied!
─ ─ ❝ Who are you? ❞
Well, golly Mr. Caterpillar. . . I'm just 'yer average inmate, I take my medication twice a day and put my stockings on, one foot after another just like any other girl. I answer to Cya, Smiles, Verona, Madame, Her Majesty, Hey You and a plethora of other titles. . . Pick one that suits your fancy and I'll come when ya' call ;3
I like to create things with my own two hands -- I find it to be a thoroughly satisfying (and cost effective ; D ) venture to occupy my time here. This includes, but is not limited to:
Drawings of pretty girls in Historically-accurate under-clothes
Random scribblings
Coding, oh I really, truly do love a good bit of coding~
I enjoy sewing; but deathly afraid of my serger, I'm struggling trying to learn how to draft my own patterns
I also hoard pictures like nobody's business and have a whole bulletin board devoted to said pictures for use as inspiration
Collecting old Mason jars is also a hobby
Playing with my familiar, Baghira. Well, it's really me trying to play and her just sitting there, staring blankly at me.
Music, of course; an eclectic range varying from classical to our Dear Miss Autumn to punk cabaret to Goth-gypsy-folk or whatever the Hell iTunes has decided to label Voltaire.
─ ─ ❝ Any guilty pleasures? ❞
Going to my local convenience late at night; the man who works the graveyard shift is afraid of me.
Eating cookie dough, even though I'm not a'sposed ta'
Watching old cartoons from the nineties' on youtube -- Batman the Animated Series, Freakazoid, Pokemon, I'll even indulge in the occasional viewing of an episode of Beetlejuice
Anime / Comic Conventions and cosplay.
Ummm. . . . using my parasol as a lance?
─ ─ ❝ Secret Dreams? ❞
Well, they're not exactly secret, seeing as nearly everyone I know could guess these -- I'd love to own my own library, one whose decor rivals that of Vincent Price's! [/shakes fist]
To keep Lestat in my basement, ooh bby. .///.
Ooh, and to have a Fainting Goat.
─ ─ ❝ Your Ambitions? ❞
To own a full skeleton in my home and to acquire it in a legal way.
To have the freedom to pursue a career I love, whatever I eventually decide on.
─ ─ ❝ Other Bits. . . . ❞
I do have a deviantART (who the bloody Hell doesn't these days?) but it hasn't been updated in eons. . . Not to mention the work is sub-par at best. So, I shan't post a link. [/huffs]
I have nothing else to shamelessly plug so, without further ado, I conclude this plodding introduction!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxSigned, YHN,
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxVerona.I get the last word, I get the last laugh, as sure as the room is growing cold.
I'll have the last word, I'll have the last laugh, as sure as my blood is running cold.
They won't call it suicide, because I've got the killer's name engraved so deeply in my veins.
They will call it homicide because I've got your name so clearly carved into my wrist.
I will stay to watch you wither away.
And with any luck you may be hit by a truck and I will remain to dance upon your grave.
Oh, look, can't you see how much your death means to me?
Please won't you play in a busy street?
Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind, I will remain to dance upon your grave
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 5:45 pm
 ✖-----❤-----♣-----♦-----♠-----♥-----♢-----♥-----♠-----♦-----♣-----❤-----✖Voltaire, ftw~!  ❤✖-----❤-----♣-----♦-----♠-----♥-----♢-----♥-----♠-----♦-----♣-----❤-----✖
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 8:36 pm
xxxxxxx❝xxxℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢xxx❞
What do you call it, when another forces your hand?
And what will they say, when they find me here this way. . . ?
And no, no no no it wasn't my idea, no it wasn't my idea.
But oh - just to see your face, when you find me here like this.
Now there's no time for wondering, darkness is now at my door, rapping with bony fingers;
He's come to take me home, he'll envelope me in sleep, wrapped in black feathery wings.
but before we fly, here's my goodbye;
xxxxＨｕｓｈ ｙｏｕ Ｔｗａｔｓ － － ！
xxxxxxxxxxxＴｈｅ Ｌａｄｙ ｉｓ ｓｐｅａｋｉｎｇ. . . .
You're a fan of his work, I take it~?
Oh, and you're right -- Harley is the sex, she needs to drop that clown and get with Isley ; 3 I get the last word, I get the last laugh, as sure as the room is growing cold.
I'll have the last word, I'll have the last laugh, as sure as my blood is running cold.
They won't call it suicide, because I've got the killer's name engraved so deeply in my veins.
They will call it homicide because I've got your name so clearly carved into my wrist.
I will stay to watch you wither away.
And with any luck you may be hit by a truck and I will remain to dance upon your grave.
Oh, look, can't you see how much your death means to me?
Please won't you play in a busy street?
Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind, I will remain to dance upon your grave
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 11:15 pm
A CLOCKWORK ORANGE
I spy a Clockwork Orange reference!
or at least a reference to Nadsat. xD
Freakazoid was one of my favourite shows when I was a kid. He was one of my many anime/cartoon/video game crushes. x3
And yus, agreeing with Imperia, Voltaire ftw.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 2:36 pm
xxxxxxx❝xxxℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢xxx❞
What do you call it, when another forces your hand?
And what will they say, when they find me here this way. . . ?
And no, no no no it wasn't my idea, no it wasn't my idea.
But oh - just to see your face, when you find me here like this.
Now there's no time for wondering, darkness is now at my door, rapping with bony fingers;
He's come to take me home, he'll envelope me in sleep, wrapped in black feathery wings.
but before we fly, here's my goodbye;
xxxxＨｕｓｈ ｙｏｕ Ｔｗａｔｓ － － ！
xxxxxxxxxxxＴｈｅ Ｌａｄｙ ｉｓ ｓｐｅａｋｉｎｇ. . . .
I was hoping that wouldn't go unnoticed!
. . . Is it sad that I integrate it into everyday conversation? <3
I know! I miss it so~ . . . Back when Cartoon Network didn't suck somethin' terrible!
Well who can help it? Such a fine piece of blue. . . tail xD
How I love him so~
If I get to see him and Miss Autumn in concert, I'll be able to die happily~ I get the last word, I get the last laugh, as sure as the room is growing cold.
I'll have the last word, I'll have the last laugh, as sure as my blood is running cold.
They won't call it suicide, because I've got the killer's name engraved so deeply in my veins.
They will call it homicide because I've got your name so clearly carved into my wrist.
I will stay to watch you wither away.
And with any luck you may be hit by a truck and I will remain to dance upon your grave.
Oh, look, can't you see how much your death means to me?
Please won't you play in a busy street?
Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind, I will remain to dance upon your grave
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 10:30 pm
Not at all...me and my friend Celina do that occasionally. ;D
I knooow...now it has real people. It's for cartoons dammit. Dx
Blue just gets me so worked up~<3
Indeed...her alone is perfection. With Voltaire...
everyone would commit suicide knowing nothing could make them happier. o,,o'
(I love your posting format by the way. <3)
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:48 pm
✖-----❤-----♣-----♦-----♠-----♥-----♢-----♥-----♠-----♦-----♣-----❤-----✖Yar x3 I love Voltaire < 33 As well as A Clockwork Orange and Freakazoid xDD
I miss the old cartoons D; Animaniacs, Freakazoid, old Batman, old Digimon, Zim,
Pinky and the Brain, etc etc...
But, but... I luff Mr. J o 3o;; I love Ivy too but still. xDD
Maybe they can all join in on the fun? ;D✖-----❤-----♣-----♦-----♠-----♥-----♢-----♥-----♠-----♦-----♣-----❤-----✖
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2010 4:56 pm
xxxxxxx❝xxxℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢xxx❞
What do you call it, when another forces your hand?
And what will they say, when they find me here this way. . . ?
And no, no no no it wasn't my idea, no it wasn't my idea.
But oh - just to see your face, when you find me here like this.
Now there's no time for wondering, darkness is now at my door, rapping with bony fingers;
He's come to take me home, he'll envelope me in sleep, wrapped in black feathery wings.
but before we fly, here's my goodbye;
xxxxＨｕｓｈ ｙｏｕ Ｔｗａｔｓ － － ！
xxxxxxxxxxxＴｈｅ Ｌａｄｙ ｉｓ ｓｐｅａｋｉｎｇ. . . .
@ Miss Riboflavin
I'm the only one of my friends who've read it, so I do it all on me lonesome -- You're lucky! : D
It's true for a lot of networks and I feel, this generation will suffer for it! [/shakes fist]
Going back and watching it, I have to wonder how half of those jokes got the green light xD
Together -- Would cause instantaneous human combustion!
[Why thank you kindly, miss! ;//3 ]
@ Miss xXImperiaXx
There's so much win to be had in all of it!
They were so much better! I lament for Aah! Real monsters! and the like -- But at least I've still got Spongebob~
I was channelin' a little of her thar <3
That team-up/relationship would be hella wicked!
Batsy'd need some major back-up : D I get the last word, I get the last laugh, as sure as the room is growing cold.
I'll have the last word, I'll have the last laugh, as sure as my blood is running cold.
They won't call it suicide, because I've got the killer's name engraved so deeply in my veins.
They will call it homicide because I've got your name so clearly carved into my wrist.
I will stay to watch you wither away.
And with any luck you may be hit by a truck and I will remain to dance upon your grave.
Oh, look, can't you see how much your death means to me?
Please won't you play in a busy street?
Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind, I will remain to dance upon your grave
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Posted: Tue Aug 17, 2010 4:21 pm
Erm... I know this will sound utterly ignorant and as if I don't know how to use Google, but what on earth is a serger?
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 5:17 pm
xxxxxxx❝xxxℑ 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔠𝔢 𝔲𝔭𝔬𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢xxx❞
What do you call it, when another forces your hand?
And what will they say, when they find me here this way. . . ?
And no, no no no it wasn't my idea, no it wasn't my idea.
But oh - just to see your face, when you find me here like this.
Now there's no time for wondering, darkness is now at my door, rapping with bony fingers;
He's come to take me home, he'll envelope me in sleep, wrapped in black feathery wings.
but before we fly, here's my goodbye;
xxxxＨｕｓｈ ｙｏｕ Ｔｗａｔｓ － － ！
xxxxxxxxxxxＴｈｅ Ｌａｄｙ ｉｓ ｓｐｅａｋｉｎｇ. . . .
That's not ignorant at all!
And I know ignorance pretty damn well. xD
A serger is a machine used to finish the edges of a garment to keep it from fraying.
It's the complicated series of threads you can sometimes see when you turn a T-Shirt inside-out.
I hope that clarified things a bit~ I get the last word, I get the last laugh, as sure as the room is growing cold.
I'll have the last word, I'll have the last laugh, as sure as my blood is running cold.
They won't call it suicide, because I've got the killer's name engraved so deeply in my veins.
They will call it homicide because I've got your name so clearly carved into my wrist.
I will stay to watch you wither away.
And with any luck you may be hit by a truck and I will remain to dance upon your grave.
Oh, look, can't you see how much your death means to me?
Please won't you play in a busy street?
Far be it for I to leave all this beauty behind, I will remain to dance upon your grave
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