Author has written 9 stories for Spider Riders, Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's, Naruto, Darren Shan Saga/Cirque Du Freak, Digimon, Yu-Gi-Oh GX, and Yu-Gi-Oh! ZEXAL.
Hey! EagleTsubasa here! I'm a big Beyblade Metal Fight/Fusion, Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's and Cardfight!! Vanguard fan. Here are some things about me:
God (He does exist and I have evidence!)
Jesus (He is the Messiah and I have evidence!)
Ginger people like me
People who have felt true pain
Everything about Pein-sama
Hinata-sama (Tell Naruto your true feelings again Hinata-sama! Make him listen!)
Yu-Gi-Oh! Abridged (Go LittleKuriboh! *pumps fist in air ecstatically*)
L (Death Note)
The Saga of Darren Shan books (by Darren Shan)
The Demonata Saga books (by Darren Shan)
Beyblade: Metal Fusion/Masters
Tsubasa Otori (Beyblade: Metal Fusion/Masters)
Big Time Rush
Birds (especially the Eagles)
Digimon (especially Savers/Data Squad)
My Chemical Romance
Writing for you guys!
Music (especially metal, classical, rock and sometimes rap. I'm not sure what catagory Big Time Rush fall into)
Spider Riders (and the books)
Coming up with raps
Meat (I wanna be a vegetarian... BUT I LOVE MEAT!)
House M.D. (hah! I love the sarcasm!)
Kyosuke Kiryu (Kalin Kessler) (Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's)
Children (especially babies) unless they're annoying
People of other races (you guys rock!)
Yaoi in fanfiction
Yuri in fanfiction
Lemons in fanfiction (I like real lemons. I eat them all the time *seriously. I'm talking about the sour fruit*)
The boys in my year at school
People who yell at me for no reason
Flies that bug me
Daddy Long-legs (scary)
People with a Seto Kaiba-like ego
Kira (Death Note)
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I have the brains of Shikamaru Nara
I have the strength of Tsunade Senju
I have the appetite of Choji Akimichi
I have the vengeance of Sasuke Uchiha
I have the fearlessness of Naruto Uzumaki
Here's the plan:
We go in. I start hitting people hard in the face, see where it takes us.
When people don't laugh at our jokes, I don't think of it as a 'you had to be there' thing...
But more like a 'you have to be mentally retarded like us' thing.
This is a true story. A girl died in 1933. A man buried her in the ground when she was still alive. The murderer chanted,"Toma sota balcu" as he buried her. Now that you have read the chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this in your profile, she will not bother you. Your kindness will be rewarded.
If you can raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too. Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can. I cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed erveylteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you tnihk tihs is aswemoe cpoy and psate in yuor porlife.
Quotes I like (funny:
Nadia Moore/Juni Swan: "So let's give ourselves over to the madness and see where it takes us."
Gai: "Lee!!" Lee: "Sensei!!" Gai: "Lee!!" Lee: "Sensei!!" (hugs and sunset and beautiful waves)
Haku: "By the way, I'm a boy." Naruto: "No way! He's even prettier that Sakura-chan!"
Choji: "Chubbies rule!"
Jiraiya: "I'm doing research. Don't bother me."
Lee: "Hah, I tricked them! If you throw a stone to hit a pole, it will not hit. But if you throw a stone past a pole, it will hit it."
Gai: "Lee let me give you some Nice Advice! I don't think anyone has noticed yet,...but that gourd looks very suspicious." Lee: "I see..." Gai: "Put that notepad away! You won't have time to look at that thing during the match." Lee: "I see..." Kakashi: "He just noticed that?" Sakura: "Is Lee gonna be alright?"
Kakashi: "I'm sorry. I got lost on the path of life."
Kakashi: "Umm... That's pretty cool and all... how you got rid of the poison... But if you lose anymore blood you're going to die..."
.•)•).•).•).•).•).•).•pass the ribbon around if you know someone that has survived, DIED, or is living with cancer.
A close friend of the family who shall remain anonymous (2011)
A close friend of the family who shall remain anonymous (2012)
Even when you can't see Him, GOD is there! If you believe in GOD, put this in your profile
If you believe in Jesus Christ put this in your profile and don't just ignore this, because in the Bible it says if you deny me, I will deny you in front of my Father in the gates of Heaven.
If you don't care that watching cartoons is considered immature, copy & paste this into your profile
If you like to read what people have in their profiles, and you like Copy& Paste stuff, copy and paste this into your profile
If you think Japan is cool copy this into your profile.( I've always wanted to go there...)
A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year.
She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, she asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.
When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it.
However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her.
She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.
Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.
When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.
Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to cry.
Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station.
She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.
The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him.
She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before.
When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.
The officer thanked her for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her.
She asked if they would ask the man one question.
She was curious as to why he had not attacked her.
When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her."
You're never alone...
93 Percent Of the people who read this won't repost it.
Don't be one of those people.
Believe in God and he'll always be there to protect you.
Copy and paste this to your profile to help me take over the world!!
If you hear the characters from Naruto in your head, copy and paste this in your profile.
If you believe the characters from Naruto in your head are real, copy and paste this in your profile
Smile. It confuses people.
I am the person, sitting in the corner, reading a book, secretly plotting your untimely demise...
If it's always in the last place you look, why does the remote never turn up in the freezer?
I didn't trip, I just decided to give the floor a hug.
I'm not insane... I just do whatever the voices tell me to.
If you're born deaf, what language do you think in?
Want to find out who your real friends are? Screw up real bad and see who's still there.
Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there's footprints on the moon!
If someone has multiple personalities and threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?
When all else fails, lower your standards.
They always say the right guy will come along eventually; well, mine's either lost or got hit by a truck.
The best answer to any emergency situation is to run away screaming in terror.
Sorry, my fault; I forgot you were a complete idiot.
You people are the reason I need medication.
'Do not disturb', I'm disturbed enough already.
I refuse to answer your question on the grounds that I don't know the answer!
You say I'm crazy; I say I'm just bored.
Personally I think language was developed for our overwhelming need to complain.
The whole world's going to hell and I'm driving the bus!
Don't play stupid with me, I'm better at it.
Don't ask me, I'm making this up as I go.
According to my calculations... You are an idiot.
Make it idiot proof and someone will find a better idiot.
If you're gonna do something wrong, at least have fun doing it.
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."
Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."
His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''
"OK," he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.
The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"
Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so thatmommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!''
"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''
"My mommy loves white roses."
A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
('.') This is Chappy. Help Chappy achieve World Domination by copying this into your profile
MATURE EYES ONLY
This may make you stop and think... very true
Why do we sleep in church,
but when the ceremony is over we suddenly wake up?
Why is it so hard to talk about God,
but so easy to talk about sex?
Why are we so bored when we look at a Christian magazine,
but find it easy to read Playboy?
Why is it so easy to ignore a Godly myspace message,
Yet we repost the nasty ones?
Why are churches getting smaller,
But bars and clubs are growing?
Think about it, are you going to repost this?
Are you going to ignore it,
cause you think you'll get laughed at?
Just remember God is always watching you.
The Lord said: "If you deny me in front of your friends, I will deny you in front of my father".
Repost this as "Mature Eyes Only."
90% of you won't repost this
God loves you
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