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Impressive, indeed. This is so extensive, and I'm guessing it's one of the better reports out there on Anonymous.

Heh, a book should be published, I think. ​

Wow, when they put it the way they did, you think he would be higher than fifth place. Though I must agree on placing him in the top ten. He is a pretty great villain.

I see a bunch of other villains too, that I've had the chance of conquering. This list really sticks it to the man, huh?

Still, I'm surprised to see that Sephiroth didn't make the list. >~>​

Holy crackerjacks Jayn, I just listened to that declaration . . .

;~;

I wouldn't want to have you as my enemy, or be in a creepy old mansion that's filled with evil beings with power who would mess with me mercilessly.

Oh, wait . . .​

I see. Well. I'll just take some initiative and ask Jayn about the images as soon as I can.

Nope, have you already begun on the animating? Perhaps I should talk to her about it? I was sure she would tell me when she was ready for me to...

Apparently, since Forsaken can speak French, as can What?:

Forsaken: Quelle est la chose la plus irritante pour vous?
What?: Maintenant que vous êtes sur le personnel, avez-vous l'intention d'examiner pour la domination mondiale?​

❝I came to see the Dark Woods Circus❞
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Although it was only two acts that had been displayed to the audience, Cal was entranced. He was mystified, drawn in, filled with so much wonder that he felt like a kid again.

People like this . . . people like this actually existed. The first performer, Tellus, as the ringmaster had called him, was stunning. He'd done an amazing feat playing on an old magician's cliche - the rabbit out of the hat trick. But Tellus . . . didn't pull a rabbit out of his hat, no, he pulled out a lion - a living, breathing lion out of that fedora he'd been wearing on his head. It was an angry beast with a temper and while the rest of the crowd around him was terrified of the large cat, Cal was leaning in even more, as if to get closer to it. And then when it came at the crowd, oh man, that was so awesome! The lion turned into a flying eagle and flew up to perch on one of the tents beams that held it up, and then with a snap of his fingers, Tellus caused the majestic bird to disappear. And then in its place fell a knife, which he turned into a bunch of knives, aiming straight for the performer's head, and it seriously looked like it was gonna kill him and all around Cal were gasps from the audience, but Cal knew better. After Tellus had, of course, caught the knives, he shot them at the audience, most of which who screamed, but then they turned to fireworks before their very eyes, and that ended his performance.

Cal felt like he clapped louder than anyone else, maybe he did, he didn't know, but this opening act gave him and impression of what to expect for the rest of the show, and that was some pretty awesome stuff. Then, the second Ringmaster had come out, a stern-looking man with long hair, who introduced the second performer, a 'young' girl by the name of the Scarlet Devil.

The lights had gone dim about this time, and this crazy little girl's laughter had started up, echoing throughout the tent. And then the music, a sort of creepy but fitting tune, began to play, and upon the first verse of it, a little girl who had wings with crystals on them, flew out to center stage, then from the crystals shot rays of light and the spotlights shone on her. Then the little thing decides to split in four and dart all over the place in time with the music, shooting this stuff into the crowd, seeming to miss everyone on purpose. Then as the music reaches its peak, the four bits meet in the center of the tent, desolating it, then becoming one again. Cal stared in wonder when he found that the tent could stand on its own without the pole, and without the crowd hardly noticing, she's gone.

It was all so . . . surreal, so unreal, but Cal believed every bit of it that he saw. All around him he heard whispers of how it was all 'just smoke and mirrors', but he shrugged those things off and thought all of it amazing, real or not. He had to meet the performers, he just had to. He imagined on the other side of the circus arena what Sammy must be thinking - he hoped she wasn't to freaked or anything.

Continuing to lean forward, Cal waited for the other acts. This place . . . is amazing.​

So I stayed home from school today you guys.

Wooooo.​

Hmm . . . To give a serious answer, unlike these two clowns over here, since it says it's from Tumblr, I almost doubt it's a virus. Still, I wouldn't take any chances. If you can, exit out of them, or perhaps close down your entire browser, although I'd doubt you'd want to since you have all of those tabs open.

You don't want to save anything you don't know about.​

. . .

Indeed.​

Run an internet brothel with the male members of KHV.​

First, let me say that your avatar is serious starting to creep me out.

Anyway, what was so bad about it? [put it in spoiler tags if you must, you know how some users can be]​

I'll wait until you have a higher interest rate for this RP, but until then, I'd like to keep the High Priestess reserved.

[I've always wanted to play a womanly woman. [lol]]​

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Insufferable people . . . the girl with dark hair thought to herself. This particular thought was about her parents, who she had just had an argument with not ten minutes ago. Her mother and father were stubborn people, stubborn, stup -

She sighed a long and deep sigh, calming herself. She was just being silly . . . Mother and father were lovely people, and she treasured them dearly, even though a rut came between them every now and again. Normally, she didn't act out this much, the way she had when she stormed from her home, she was a very quiet and shy girl, but from now and then, she would get a bit hot. Like when people called her Alex. She mentally glared at the thought of that horrible name - her name was Alexandria, not Alex. She abhorred that - no, loathed that name.

Alexandria sighed again, continuing to walk. It was a gentle late afternoon and the wind was breezing through her long, dark tresses. Perhaps this was a good day to have an argument with her parents, this weather was beautiful and it easily calmed her nerves whereas she had been so flustered before. She trekked into the forest, which was quiet a ways from her home, but there was this lovely, wonderful spot that she always enjoyed to relax in. She always wandered around this area to waste away the hours, relaxing in the silky sunlight and smooth wind. To be honest, Alexandria had never been too deep into the forest for her parents always told her she would get lost - which, by all means, was probably true, it seemed to happen to her quite often.

Today though . . . today, she would not pay a mind to her parents words. She loved them, yes, but . . . today was a push over the cliff, and she would listen to them no more. She decidedly began to wander deeper and deeper into the green wood to see if she had ever been missing anything from her previous ventures out here. Quite frankly, the forest never agitated her nerves.

The sunlight dwindles away to just barely over the trees not a few hours later. The evening is nearly upon the forest. Perhaps I should return home . . . Alexandria thought to herself, turning on her heel to traverse the way she had come. After long minutes of going, the pale, green-eyed girl found that she had, in essence, returned to the very spot where she had started. Now she was nervous, her heart beginning to pulse in her chest, nearly coming to thump.

Alexandria continued to walk forward, being careful not to change direction at all so that she may come to the end of this forest eventually. It was dark now, and the girl was terribly frightened, nearly on the verge of tears, Stop that! You are a young woman and there is no acceptable reason for you to cry! she chided herself in her head harshly. She came to a pause where she dropped her long skirted dress from her grasp to wipe at the budding tears in her eyes. When done wiping them, she looked up and saw before her a beautiful, large mansion - no . . . a castle, the most gorgeous home she had ever laid eyes upon.

It seemed residence had been taken up there, for there was lightly flowing from the windows. It was incredibly inviting, especially after traveling for such a long time in this forest, and there was a delectable flow of food, and at it, her stomach growled. Although no one was around to hear the rather loud noise, her pale face turned bright red in embarrassment.

Alexandria hastily made her way up to the mansion doors and tugged at one of the doorknockers, slamming it to the door three times. Perhaps they will help me . . .​

For your truth . . . Trying to think . . . think . . .

Ah- Right. Um. Just how mad would you be if it happened again, and the girl was indeed trespassed upon, but it didn't get very far and the male will have a walloping bruise upon his stomach and face?
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Mulan - because it's awesome.
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I'm going to post some time soon, but it may not happen until about six-ish Central Time.

Or if I'm lucky, I can post here in thirty minutes.

>~>​

I'd like to apologize for how long it took me to post. I was going to do it yesterday about this time, but class just got to busy and I was using the computer for a Photoshop assignment, and then I was working on it when I got home, but then I got a writer's block, and ten I took a nap and didn't wake up until about three in the morning or so, so . . . yeah.

I promise it won't happen again.​

Truth.

Truth or dare?​

I will refrain from asking you anything too personal, seeing as that always seems to turn out badly.

How do you like your coffee?​