I know you say
Maybe some day
I need never be alone
I know I say
It's the right way
But you'll never be the one

I've been walking alone now
For a long, long time
I don't wanna hang out now
With the friends who just aren't mine

Party to party
You've been looking
But your search will never end
You've been hanging
With the wrong crowd
You've got all the right friends

I've been walking alone now
For a long, long time
I don't wanna hang out now
With the friends that just aren't mine

I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore
I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore

I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore
I don't wanna be with you anymore
I just don't want you anymore

[22:53] little_death_godlet: Skye: ...So, what do you call this new invention?
[22:54] little_death_godlet: Luce: 8D AN ORGASM.

XD

I have to say it before the end of the night.

I have an awesome artist/illustrator.

Best partner a bitch like me could ever ask for. :p

Skye's been so lonely lately and all thanks to Sora who he can't say no to. He doesn't love her anymore. We confirmed that. He looked at her and didn't even feel a hint of desire for her. He just wanted to hug her when she was feeling low.

One day, that mermaid will end up as a nicely decorated sushi platter, all thanks to the Evil Queen whom I love and role play oh-so-very often.

Because Xirian did it. I wanna do it, too.

SPAM ME!

Yes, Shin. This means you, mostly. XD

What?

No, seriously. WHAT?

I got featured in the Daily Deviants Journal

I friend Juhi apparently decided to look through my gallery and she decided it was good enough to be featured. The funny thing is, she said the pieces that I thought were the worst, were actually the better ones than the ones I thought were good enough.

I usually am suspicious of people who say my work is really, really good. Unless I know they're the following:

1. A cranky creative director who can't get past the introduction if she sees your prose will do nothing but cause her unnecessary pain and headsplode. (Yes, you. I'm talking about you. The dreaded J, who is also friends with the dreaded winterfox.)

2. arashi_tenkai. Because I said I'd kill her if she'd be fake about her critique. XD

3. An Editor (which Juhi is).

I should really listen to these people and take a compliment as it is.
But allow me to get over the shock, first.

Also, our phone is fixed. Wait another bajillion years before the internet follows.

I did another LJ layout update. I've decided to make this a weekly thing for the month of May.
Now, I should get back to work. Lots to write. :D

Finally, I can do bitch_kicka's meme.

* Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.
* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules.
* At the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.
* Don't forget to leave them a comment telling they're tagged, and to read your blog.

1. I like collecting mugs. I already have a ton at home and two in my office, but I don't care. I go through the department store and buy all the mugs I find pretty. I segregate them into two kinds. COFFEE AND TEA. There are certain mugs I use only for coffee and some only for tea.

2. I keep a journal for every month. I started this habit on January 2006. It was really because my ex-friends were driving me insane and I needed an outlet otherwise, I'd probably die. Even after I broke away from them, I never stopped keeping journals. It always has to be on a BLUE CORONA NOTEBOOK with 100 Leaves. Never anything different. My only different one was June 2007.

3. I also have different colored PILOT .5 Sign Pens. Purple, Blue, Green, Red and Black. They're significant colors and so I have a specific use for each of them. Only arashi_tenkai knows why. XD

4. I always have my notebooks and two books with me. Even if I don't get time to read them or write on them, they're always in my bag. There is always one book by Margaret Weis and another by Tracy Hickman.

5. I love coffee. I go to different coffee shops when I'm by myself. I always have the same thing. Black coffee. I put sugar in it sometimes. Sometimes, I don't.

6. I'm a big Mythology person. I look into all kinds of mythology from all cultures. Although, obviously, my personal favorite is Hindu Mythology. I like Chinese and Mesopotamian though. ^^

7. I love cats. I used to have eighteen cats. Now I have six (two kittens, four adults)we moved so we had to leave our old cats in their old place.

8. I'm not girly. But I am very feminine. Yes, there is a difference.

9. My favorite colors are blue, purple and pink.

10. I like folksongs. Folksongs from every culture.


I tag anyone who wants to do this. :p
As for the Top 10 Fictional Characters you want to sleep with, I'm still fixing and gathering pictures. XDXD Get back to you on that next update.

I'll be gone from Saturday until Monday morning. As in four or five am Monday morning. So I won't be online. ^^ I hope everyone will be well until then.

Anyway, I'm reachable through my mobile. If I don't reply, the battery probably died. :D

I'm too tired for a long entry. Just one thing to say.

I'm still glad I have these great friends and a loving wife at the end of the day. That's all that really matters to me.

I plan to one day collect all of Shin's drawings of Rou, Eri, Jia and the other goddesses and make a video of them using this song.

Gravitation Character test by *Ryuichi1979 on deviantART

You're a guy that always appear silent and cold.

Hardly you trust in the others, only you know what had built

these "barriers".

Only a few really knows you,

and these know how much you're precious.

You're a person that returns a little affection with something ten times bigger!

On the other hand, if someone hurts you, you'll return the same hurt, but bigger!

That's what I got.

( Shin, this made me choke on my suman~ )

Allow me to die of amusement while I make my way to the hospital.
Skye/TokiSkye/TokiSkye/!

More when I get back from the hospital. Probably. Not going to work today.

I seriously don't know what we'd do without you.

Tobira No Mukou E (Beyond the Door)
Performed by: YELLOW GENERATION
Translated Lyrics

The two of us are screaming, even now

As if to confirm something, you tightly clench your right hand
If the rules are annoying you, just go ahead and break them
If you're thinking of resting your ailing legs
Move just one more step forward from here, instead

Even if we push our way through the distorted winds
Even if we outdistance the cold sky
Even then, we still continue to wander

The two of us are screaming all the time
Just continuing to believe isn't the answer
Expose your weaknesses and your wounds
If we don't continue to struggle, nothing will begin
So break through, beyond the door

Society has become entangled in complex problems
If reality is vexing you, just go ahead and blow it away
If you're planning on moping over abuse and slander
Let out your selfishness and desire, instead

Drown out the confusing noise
Shake free the gazes that have grown apathetic
Continue from here, on to the next stage

The two of us are searching all the time
This accelerated speed can never go back
Bind your strength and resolution together
If we don't continue to run, there is no future
So move forward, beyond the door

Even if the pride you hold over your head is a mistake
Even if the ideal you paint crumbles
Even if everything here turns to lies and wears you down
I'll definitely be here

The two of us are screaming, even now
Just continuing to believe isn't the answer
Expose your weaknesses and your wounds
If we don't continue to struggle, nothing will begin
So break through, beyond the door
    
The two of us are searching, even now
This accelerated speed can never go back
Bind your strength and resolution together
If we don't continue to run, there is no future
So move forward, beyond the door

My fall is nothing compared to his. I didn't even get to feel what it was like. He took me before any of them could find out about my "horrid sin".

I find it hard to believe it sometimes that my husband is who they say he is. They call him Satan. The Devil. King of Demons. Father of Lies. A murderer from the beginning. The god of this world, the Old serpent who will deceive millions until the end of time. I'm trying my hardest to associate him with these titles, with these names. I know how capable he is. How dangerous he can be when provoked. He wouldn't be who he is now if none of it were true. What makes it hard for me is when I look at him, staring back at me. I'm sure no one has seen him like this before. Like how I see him now. His eyes are soft, when he holds my hand, I feel nothing but tenderness. He's so gentle with me when we make love, when he holds me whenever I feel scared. Tell me, how can those hands be the hands of a murderer? Why should I not trust him when he was the only person who saved me?

I look at him now, lying down on the bed - his eyes closed. Not quite asleep yet, but not quite awake. He was starting to feel drowsy. Lord Lucifer is tired from all the work he's had to do for today. Most powerful demon or not, he needs his rest. I was the one who went into his study earlier, coaxed him to go to bed. It was late and I knew that his injuries (though I'm not sure injuries is enough to associate with what's happened to his body. They're more severe than any cut or wound I've seen.) were acting up again. He said he did not want to worry me and so he followed. I held his other hand, I knew he was trying not to show just how much pain he was in at that moment. He limps. He can't walk properly. I help him from time to time. He smiles at me, rather solemnly - almost sadly. I don't think it's because he regrets what he did. He always told me he saw it more as an accomplishment more than anything. I look back at him, I know exactly what he's trying to tell me. I'm sorry I have to put you through this, Nikki.

Now there he was, still holding my hand lightly. He's breathing rather peacefully, I tuck a dark strand behind his ear, brushing away a few strands away from his face. I really don't think he knows just how much he means to me. I don't have enough words to tell him this. I can only do these things for him. Serve him, Take care of him, give him the children to carry out his bloodline. It's never enough. This man, my husband - he'd done so much for me. Sometimes I feel guilty, standing there, not being able to heal him completely. I can't do anything about the pain. I know the truth. I should be in the same situation as he is now. I was supposed to be a fallen just like him. After our affair, I'd been pregnant with his child, that was enough to have me thrown down the same way as he had been. But here I was, safe and sound. Not a scratch on me. It'd been true that I looked different from how I used to look. Now I had strange markings on my body, my nails could grow into claws, my eyes were a dark color. I had the horns of a ram. I was a demon now, just like my Lord. But that was the worst thing that could happen to me. The changes had hurt me, but he'd walked me through everything.

All I could do was cry, tears fell from my eyes and onto his cheeks. I didn't notice that he was now awake, watching me, I had my eyes closed. I couldn't look at him. I felt like I had lost my right to.

"Look at me, Nikki." he said softly.
"No, my Lord. I can't."
" Why not...?"
"I've lost my right to. I'm not deserving of your affections, Lord Lucifer." I had my eyes closed, my head bowed. I let his fingertips linger on my cheek. I couldn't really push him away, I had no heart to turn him away. The truth is, I wanted him near, I wanted his love. But have I done anything to earn it?
"So... are you going to leave me?"
The question made me open my eyes, I looked up at him, fearfully. Had I upset him? More tears fell from my eyes and I was finding it hard to keep my sobbing back. "Never! I... I could never leave you!"

My Lord looked into my eyes. He sighed deeply, lifting a hand to wipe away my tears. He cupped my cheek and held my other hand.

"Do you really want to earn your right?" he asked me again.
"Yes." I answered with an eager whisper. "More than anything."
"Stay by my side forever." he took my hands as he sat up. "Every Kingdom, Every empire needs a Queen. You are mine. You will stay with me and serve me." he kissed my forehead. "And you will let me take care of you as I please."

At that very moment, I knew he'd given me a duty. I promised him that I would be by his side until the end. I had to protect him, make sure they would never hurt him again like they did before. It's all I could do now. The past had already happened, only the scars remained. There was enough time for us to heal, he'd already been healing well. Trying to make do with what he had, My Lord was strong that way. And if I wanted to be deserving, I would have to be the same as him. I still had my life. That life I would give to him. If it were to be taken away from me, I would die doing what I love most.

"Yes, Lord Lucifer. You own my body, heart and soul. Always. I will serve you always."

To be the Lady of the Damned, was the only thing I could do in return.

---------

I apologize to my friends' list for this, really. Anyway - it's not very long.
Since yamievandar and I were talking the other day and she lets me read her stuff, so I might as well let her read mine... I think.

Anyway, this is Nikki's POV. Nikki, is the wife of our version of Lucifer. In GH universe, she was supposed to be the heir of the Celestial Goddess, Amida Rou. But she fell in love with Satan and ended up wanting to follow him. So, she did. This is her coming to terms with who she is and what she's supposed to do. And of course, her undying love for Lucifer.

This version of Luce (c) arashi_tenkai
Amida Nikki (c) hikariyami_miko

 

He was looking paler everyday. His eyes had looked dead. The gray shade looking lifeless and blank as each moment passes by while he looked outside through the windows. I don’t think he noticed that I’d come in. I didn’t tell him that I was going to see him tonight. I wasn’t supposed to. He was supposed to be with her. Then news came to me that he suddenly locked himself up in his room. I didn’t waste another minute and I headed to where he was. That’s why I found myself here.

I couldn’t bear to look at him, but I had to step up and be there for him. I moved forward, he heard my footsteps heading towards him. He turned his gaze to me. He looked so tired. Even more than the previous nights he’d come to me, hopeless and drained. I took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. The truth was I wanted to pull him in my arms and keep him there, protect him from those who did this to him. It angered me to think that those people were out there, acting like he was the one at fault or completely taking him for granted. I hated them with a passion that was enough to drive me to pick up the nearest weapon and strike them all down one by one. He knew that this is what I was thinking. I heard him sigh as he took my hand and put it upon his thin and slightly cold lips, planting a light kiss over my palm. That was all I needed. I knew that this couldn’t go on forever. If it did, he would slowly wither away. He would never be the man he was before. He’d tried his hardest to stand his ground, care for those who he loved. He wanted to remain strong for them. But how could he? How could he now?

I whispered his name so softly it was amazing that he heard it. He looked up at me, his eyes meeting mine. I grasped his hand, moving close to him until my face was but a breath away. I knelt before him. He sat by the windowsill, staring up at the moon. Now his attention turned to me. He did not look away. Almost as if he was trying to remember how I looked, wanting to hold onto each moment. He remained quiet and I could hear my heart pounding. I was scared. I knew that I was losing him. I took a deep breath; my heart had been beating hard against my chest. He smiled sadly at me, managing to reach out to touch my cheek, letting his fingertips linger there. We both knew where this was heading. If we didn’t do anything, this would be the last moment we would ever share for the rest of our lives.

Tears had started pouring down from my eyes as I breathed in sharply. I shut my eyes. His hand tightened around mine, assuring me that he would never let us be parted. I believed him. I wanted to believe him so badly. He opened my eyes slightly, not stopping the salt tears that trailed down. He was looking serene now. He could stay in this moment forever. We both could.

There was only one way out of it now. We were smart enough to figure it out. Too much has happened; it was too late for a remedy. Bridges would soon be burned. The two of us blamed for everything. Perhaps if we were cast out, it would be better for the both of us. But to wait for that time would be too agonizingly slow. It would be too much to take, too late by then.

Slowly, I pull out the dagger from my side pouch. The blade glimmers if placed under the moonlight. It’s a beautifully crafted blade. The same one my mother used to protect me from her murderers. I held onto it, planning to one day use it on myself when the time was right. A sapphire gem had been embedded in the middle of the handle. The gem that was claimed to be from heaven would soon relieve us of all the pain we ever felt. Take us to our own heaven. He saw this, he was slightly alarmed – but he didn’t look scared. He watched me as I put the tip of the blade on the side of my neck. I was strong enough to make sure the blade go right through. It would be messy, but I would make it quick. He would follow and do the same. He knew this is what I was thinking. He knew I was serious and he wasn’t going to stop me.

But he clasped my wrist before I could move it. I looked up at him, puzzled. I started to think that perhaps he wanted to give it another chance. But I look at his expression. The strength in his grip somewhat returned and evident as he was able to hold me still. He kissed me gently, once, twice, lightly over the lips. He drew away shortly after, shaking his head.

“No. Not like this.” He said. “We should be careful.”

I knew he had a plan. The gods of death would be on our side, ready to help us in case of anything. We would go separately. The gods would then rescue our souls and revive us where we could be free. He told me this. He said everything had gone too far. He was done with trying. There was nothing left to do but this.

I trusted him.

I’d stopped crying, I sighed, composing myself. I then spoke in a low and hoarse voice. I hadn’t realized how tired I was until then.

“What now?” I asked.

He smiled gently, tenderly kissing me on the lips once more. He lay me down gently, easing me onto my back on the soft carpeted floors. I let him, kissing back. My fingers run through the strands of his long silver hair. He knelt over me. We didn’t want to stop kissing. We would stay in each others arms until the time was right. We’d make love tonight and we would leave each other at before the dawn. After a while, we would be able to live again.

-------------------

Meh. Skye/Toki.

Yes, this isn't really GH canon. In fact, when this happened, we were still with the other losers and we weren't dating yet. But we got along the most.

But yes, you know the back story. Everyone has ZOMG ISHOOS and blames them. So, Skye and Toki go crazy and kill themselves, get revived and run away together.

So... yamievandar here. Brave enough to post this up. It's not exactly GH, but it's getting there. :)

This maybe be blowing my own horn and it might be considered annoying to some that I had done it.
But this is just one of the little moments that I'm proud of myself. So permit me.

Ananda Jia is a kick ass character.
And she can only get better.

-This (VERY) rare ego moment has been brought to you by Sakiko's self confidence that has been boosted up by half an inch.

Stolen from arashi_tenkai.

1. One secret.
2. One compliment.
3. One suggestion for doing something better in my life.
4. One love note, but it does not have to be for me.
5. Lyrics to a song.
6. How old you are.
7. How long we've been friends.
8. And a hint to who you
Spies are also welcome to answer. Ahahahahaha. I know you're out there and you've probably guessed where I am by now.

Fucking Hell.

Dear Asswipe that should be sued for Plagiarism,

http://community.livejournal.com/choco_fondue/1306.html

Leaureaux is not your name creation.

Please do NOT use it for any of your works.

You dis on Skye. Then you dis on Skye's creator, Shin. And then you go around like you can snag anything from her intellectual property anytime you want after you bash us through and through as heartless, ungrateful lesbians?

Fuck you. Fuck you.

Leaureaux is Intellectual Property of Rokuryu Studios and it's creator, Amida Shin Sei. She thought of the name, put the words together. It is not a universal name. If it were, we'd let it go. But it isn't just like Fiinix isn't so don't you dare use it for any of those bastard "children" of his. When we lost contact with you because you were being a fucking pain in the ass, I dropped the last name 'sayde' on Menelaus' name. Because I knew that piss-ant erii was using it in his canon in ashes. It would link me to you and believe me, that's the last thing that I want. I don't want anything to do with you and your stupidity or your little spawns from - whatever. And I know that you feel the same thing about me otherwise, you wouldn't have ratted out on me.

I thought at least since you hated idiots, you wouldn't be one. I respected you enough to give you 'sayde' back. Then do the same for Shin.

Give us the name back and we'll leave you alone. Please do not be more of an ungrateful twit than you already are.

I asked you nicely before to please credit me for Toki in "The Monkness that failed." I'm not sure if you got that text message where I was asking politely and in the most civil manner I could. Or if you ignored it because I was being a mean lesbian again. But since that didn't work the last time, I'm dropping it completely and I am going to be my normal bitch self. And I'm not going to be sorry for it.

Give us the fucking name back.

Don't be an asshole. And if you're planning to publish S.I.N.S then don't use Fiinix.

Especially not for that bastard irra, ok?

I've lost all little respect I have left for you, not only as an artist but as an individual. You are probably one of the most disgusting hypocrites I have ever met.

Let me put this in a way you would understand, moron:

You do realize that in your profile and in the backstory of MGAA, there is the high presence of the Leaureaux. You (Skye) are named the GUARDIAN of the Leaureaux. Denigraad is a town built BY the Leaureaux.

It plays a LOT a BIG role in her series' and works. And if it is linked to you, people will think we COPIED OFF YOU.
Both GH, MGAA and the rest of our works because MY works and SHIN'S works are related.

If people see that name in her work before mine, they'll think that I was the one copying off her!
And if I play my cards right, Dian is STILL linked as a Leaureaux and with his part in GH, that will tie your reality to mine. The Leaureaux name will exist in GH and what will THAT look like?!

By the way, Skye did a lot of things for you. It wasn't just sora who did things for him. But you'll always be too much of a brat to know that. And you never got him right. In fact you did the worst bastardization to his character. You made him OOC to the nth degree and you didn't even help with his development.

So, don't link him to reni, or sora or sato or irra or erii or any of yours. Once you sever ties with us, you sever chances of working with us, therefore your works and characters shouldn't be associated with ours. Surely, you want your fans to see that you really
are as talented as they claim you are. So, be creative enough to come up with your own fucking name.

Amida-Ananda Sakiko

PS. I'm sorry to my friends' list. Again, caught in the crossfire. But some bitches just need to die and be taught.
I'm leaving this in public view. I ain't afraid of you and your dogs, kiseki.

Thanks to arsenic_solace  for telling me about this.

Enough said.