FORMERLY Roxen - chan

Last Update: 8/19/09 1:15 p.m.

Regrettably(sp?) everything has been deleted from my computer. My laptop crashed a while back, and I had to get a new one, not being able to save ANYTHING from my old one. All stories that were planned weren't backed up and I lost all notes and thoughts and story arcs and ideas on the stories. I will try and remember them, but I think it's best that I move on and try to start new ones. I still have sold my soul to Kingdom Hearts, and it stays there, but the rest of me is now owned by Fullmetal Alchemist, oh, and now my mind belongs to Axis Powers Hetalia~

Okay, now for stuff about ME, YEAH!!

#1. I'm taking Russian! WOOT! Добре диен!! Добре утра!! Привиет(hopefully that's spelled right)!! (...I forgot how to spell good evening...) Меня зовут Жэйвен!! А как вас зовут?

I really should study before school starts...

#2. I'm also teaching myself some Japanese!! Ohayo gozaimasu! Konnichi wa! Konbanwa! aaaaaaaand now I'm going to sleep, oyasuminasai everyone! But that's basic stuff, I've got more of it down now, but I'm getting Rosetta Stone for christmas, so hopefully I'll know more by the time I update my profile again.

#3. I'm a happy little Spaniard girl, who wants to be taller.

#4. My conscience has now been re-named Kaede Hazkui, HURAH!!

#5. Something, I don't know shrugs

#6. I figured out that I have Inner personalities and characters, which can get really bad sometimes, because I end up talking to them aloud.

xXFlamingAssassinXx , Darksbane , Marie-sama , Doctor10roxmysox, are my best friends on Fanfiction.

Stuff about me:

Age: Ummm, why? I'm old enough to know many things, that's all I'll say. And apparently old enough that the people giving the badges to cosplayers at Yule-con 08 gave me the 18+ badge...

Name: I have several, see below.

Occupation: In school, and being owned by Roy Mustang.

Fav. Anime/Manga: Fullmetal Alchemist, Death Note, Hana Kimi, Ouran High School Host Club, Tsubasa Chronicle, XXX Holic, Fruits Basket, Pokemon(only Kanto and Johto), Fate/Stay Night, Elfen Lied, AXIS POWERS HETALIA~

Fav. Games: Kingdom Hearts, KH: Chain of Memories, Kingdom Hearts II, Dirge of Cerberus, Super Smash Bros. Melee/Brawl, Golden Sun, Golden Sun The Lost Age, The Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess/The Wind Waker/Minish Cap, Pokemon: Blue/Yellow/Red/Gold/Silver/Crystal/ Ruby/Sapphire/Emerald/Leaf Green/Fire Red/Diamond/Pearl, Tap That, ect.

Fav. Pairings: KH: Akuroku AxelxRoxas, RikuSora RikuxSora, Zemyx Zexion Demyx, Cleon Cloud Leon FMA: RoyEd RoyxEd, AlWinry AlxWinry, HavocRiza Havocx Riza APH: USxUK, FrancexCanada, SpainxRomano, GermanyxVeneziano, HRExChibitalia, ChinaxJapan, SwitzerlandxAustria, PrussiaxHungary, PolandxLithuania, RussiaxBelarus, SwedenxFinland, and others that I can't remember at the moment~

I have several names:

Alice- My friends thought I was alot like Alice Cullen from Twilight, so they started calling me Alice, and it stuck.

Ed/Edward- Pretty obvious, my inner Ed is kinda my main personality.

C. S. Lewis- I can tie a cherry stem with my tongue, so my friends started calling me this.

America: Also quite obvious if you know APH, shares half of my personality with Spain.

Spain: The other half of my personality (not to mention my heritage~)

Inner people:

Roxas: Hangs out with Axel alot, the skater/punk person of the group.

Demyx: Shares the role with Sora of being the hyperspazznugget, likes water and swimming, and Zexion.

Sora: Shares the role with Demyx of being the hyperspazznugget, likes sparing with Riku, and glomping the others.

Edward: Dislikes being called shorts, tries to kill people if called short. Loud, and has and uses very colorful words when ranting. Likes the color black and red.

Alfred: Outgoing, loud, how most Americans act. Loves hamburgers, aliens, being the hero, and a certain Brit by the name of Arthur Kirkland. Always coming up with crazy, hairbrained ideas and crazy strong.

Antonio: The Spanish speaker of the group and the one who's very laid back and accepting of things. Loves cute things and little Southern Italy (Lovi~). Has tomatoes with every meal and has more strength than it looks like he does.

Kaede: My main Conscience, rebellious, smart mouthed, and TALL. Likes the color black and talking to my other inner people.

There are others, including several that speak Japanese, but I have no clue what their names are, so I won't list them.

Other Stuff:

My internet likes to screw itself over many times before it works for long periods of time.

I like Fruit Loops.

I am the ONLY Ed at A-Kon who screamed at people for calling me short. Same with Yule-con 08, FOR SHAME GUYS!!

I have a tendency to run into things (doors, poles, walls, floors, other people, sliding doors at the stores((don't ask...all I'm going to say is Michaels...))ect.).

I tried to run up the wall once and jammed my foot (Marie-sama is a witness of that particular event).

I have a natural antena, seriously, I wash it and sleep on it and everything, it doesn't go away, but I don't mind. And now I naturally have Alfred's little antenna (for those of you who don't know, it's called NANTUCKET~)... All I had to do was part my hair differently...crazy...

I am an artist, and plan to eventually be a mangaka, if I get good enough.

Success!! I have been switched to varsity swimming!! And received my letterman jacket~!

My friend who I have dubbed as Winry chased me around the gym at school with her flip-flop because I said something about her(I can't remember what), and then wrote on her flip-flops 'I will get you Edward Elric' MULTIPLE times. Unfortunately, these flip-flops have broken, YOU MUST GET NEW ONES WINRY!!

Winry also wants to make automail faces, don't let her talk you into it, please.

My friend who me and Marie-sama have dubbed Riza couldn't come to a-kon, so we made a back up Riza, and SHE couldn't come either, we hate them both now, in a cut-off-your-head-with-a-toothbrush sort of way.

I have checkered laces on my convers.

Notes: ME LIKEZ FRIENDS, and I like to rant,lol, so if your looking 4 a random person to talk to, or you want to get my perspective(rant)on something, you can email me at: kaedehazuki@hotmail.com :and well, that's my only form of communication right now, I'm working on my myspace though, so that it'll be availible too(pft, when I'm not being a lazy ass). Oh, and that's still not up yet. I have an Instant Messanger (MSN) that hates me with a passion, but it still works, just type in the above email URL for my IM. I also have a deviantart now! Go check out my still-needs-improvementx10000000000000 work! - http://kaedehazuki.deviantart.com/ I now have an email that I check on more frequently~ kaedehazuki@yahoo.com ~And I have Yahoo Instant Messanger, so just type in that little email thing and that's my IM account~

READ THIS:

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working on the corner because no one will hire a transsexual women.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother's hand through the pain, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let in my 27 partner into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the most loving family I ever had; I wish they could adpt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a for 3 weeks, and in another year, I'll be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks after graduating high school. It was simly too much to bare.

We are the souple who have the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom to go into so no one will call managment.

I am the mother not allowed to see her children that I gave birth to, nursed and raised because the court says I'm an unfit mother since I live with another women.

I am the domestic-violence survior who suddenly had the support system go cold and distant when thay found out my abusive partner was also a women.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who had no support because I am a male.

I am the father who never hugged his own son in fear of showing affection for another male.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treatin me when they realized I was a transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I did not always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped going to church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their door on my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what the world needs, love.

I am the person who is sfraid to tell his Christian parents that he loves another male.

RE-POST IF YOU BELIEVE HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG.

There aren't enough supporters! The world survives on love, yet we reject it? Spread the word!

My name is Tiffany, I am three, My eyes are swollen,I cannot see, I must be stupid,I must be bad, What else could have made my dad so mad? I wish I were better,

I wish I weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me. I can't do a wrong, I can't speek at all or else I'm locked up, all day long.

When I'm awake I'm all alone the house is all dark, my folk arent at home when my mommy does come home, I'll try and be nice, so maybe I'll just get, one whipping tonight.

I just heard a car, my daddy is back from Charlie's bar.

I press my self againts the wall. I try to hide, from his evil eyes, I'm so afraid now, I'm starting to cry

He finds me weeping, calls me ugly words he says its my fault he suffers at work. He slaps and hits me and yells at more, I finally get free and run to the door.

He's already locked it, and I start to bawl, he takes me and throws me against the hard wall I fall to the floor, with my bones nearly broken and my daddy continues, with more bad words spoken,

"I'm sorry!", I scream, but its now much to late his face has been twisted, into an unimaginable shape the hurt and the pain, again and again

O please God have mercy, O please let it end! And he finnaly stops, and heads for the door, while I lay there motionles. Brawled on the floor. My name is Tiffany

I am three, tonight my daddy murdered me and you can help, sicknes me top the soul,

If you read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgivness because you would have to be one heartless person, to not be effected by this Poem, and because you are effected do something about it! Si I'll ask you to do, is pass it on!

IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE!

Month one
Mommy
I am only 8 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
Every time I hear it
I wave my arms and legs.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two
Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three
You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four
Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six
I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven
Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?

Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

If you're against abortion, re-post this

Mummy...Johnny brought a gun to school, he told his friends that it was cool , and when he pulled the trigger back

It shot with a great crack! Mummy I was a good girl, I did what I was told, I went to school, I got straight A's, I even got the gold

But mummy when I went to school that day, I never said goodbye, I'm sorry mummy I had to go, but mommy please don't cry

When Johnny shot the gun he hit me and another, and all because he got the gun from his older brother

Mummy please tell daddy that I love him very much, and please tell Chris, my boyfriend, that it wasn't just a crush

And tell my little sister that she is the only one now, and tell my dear sweet grandmother that I'll be waiting for her now

And tell my wonderful friends that they were always the best

Mummy I'm not the first I'm no better than the rest, mummy tell my teachers I won't show up for class, and never to forget this and please don't let this pass

Mummy why'd it have to be me no one deserves this, mummy warn the others, mummy I left without a kiss

And mummy tell the doctors I know they really did try, I think I even saw a doctor trying not to cry

Mummy I'm slowly dying with a bullet in my chest, but mummy please remember I'm in heaven with the rest, mummy I ran as fast as I could when I heard that crack

Mummy listen to me if you would, I wanted to go to college, I wanted to try things that were new, I guess I'm not going with daddy, on that trip to the new zoo

I wanted to get married, I wanted to have a kid, I wanted to be an actress

Mummy I wanted to live, but mummy I must go now the time is getting late

Mummy tell my Chris, I'm sorry but I had to cancel the date , I love you mummy I always have, I know you know it's true

Mummy all I wanted to say is "mummy I love you", In memory of the Columbian students that were lost

Please if you would, pass this around, I'd be happy if you could

Don't smash this on the ground, if you pass this on, maybe people will cry

Just keep this in heart, for the people that didn't get to say "goodbye"

Now you have two choices

1) repost and show you care

2)ignore it and you have just proven you have a low-down, cold-heart

(Please just copy and paste this on to your site and show that you care