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OMG! It has been forever! I can't believe how long it has been since I even LOOKED at this page! I don't know how much longer it will take, but I'm hoping to finish mine and Rio's story. I just got into contact with her again, so we shall see. If we decide to do anything it should come out in Dec/Jan. To be honest life started to smack me in the face (and still is) and I just forgot about it. I was surprised that I even remember my password! Hopefully we will be able to do something soon, after all the school-ness settles down and break arrives. Finals are getting ready to kick me in the pants, so depending on how epically I fail, you should hear from us soon.
For those of you who aren't familiar with me, I have a lot of stories in my FAVS list. There's a little of everything in there, and most of the stories are already completed, since that's the only way that I will fav it - unless it was absolutely amazing.
Personally, the way that I find most of the stories that I read is from going into the profile of an author that I like and then reading THEIR favs list. So I thought it would be nice to have a bunch of good stories in one profile that are all completed, and still noteworthy.
I have both Het and Yaoi stories on my profile, so feel free to look!
If your interested, please click on my favs tab and see what you may like! Who knows, you may even find another series!
I like happy endings. Want to know why? It's because the real world sucks. -me
Name: Just call me DMK, or Kai.
Hair color: Black
Age: Older than I was a minute ago
Favorite colors: Blue! Red! Black!
Favorite movie: Depends what genre, I perfer there to be a plot line. What is the point of having a story without a plot line? I don't care how long it is, just as there is a little thought to it. Then again it's not too bad if there isn't one, and long as things make some sense...not that things...make a whole lot of sense anymore...
Favorite Type of Music: Rock
Favorite animes: D. Grayman, Full metal alchemist, D.N.Angel, Vampire hunter D, Gungrave, Yami no Matsuei, Vampire Knight, Death Note, Kuroshitsuji, Bleach
Favorite Live action TV series: House M.D. and White collar
Favorite foods: Mex and Asian and American
Favorite video games: Devil may cry, Final fantasy, Resident evil, Kingdom hearts, House of the Dead
Things that I don't like:
Snobby people, people who make fun of others without getting to really know them first, people who cheat on their significant other, people who love to meddle in others business, people who are just being an ass or being narrow minded. I'm sorry, but I think that people can argue about better things than if someone is gay or not. I also think that instead of knit-picking about the little things, you should look on how to solve the problem by looking at the BIG picture.
My flaws: I can be..., judgmental, jump to conclusions, a hypocrite(everyone is to some extent), impatient(very much so), over critical, perfectionist, PROCRASTINATION, and other stuff that isn't worth mentioning or I just can't remember. Hey, at least I can admit all of this to myself. (Shrugs)
98 percent of teenagers do or has tried smoking pot. If you're one of the 2 percent who hasn't, copy & paste this in your profile.
If you know someone who should get run over by a bus, copy this into your profile.
Weird is good, strange is bad, and odd is when you don't know which to call someone. Weird is the same as different, which is the same as unique, then weird is good. If you are weird and proud of it, copy this onto your profile!
92 percent of teenagers would die if Abercrombie and Finch told them it was uncool to breathe. If you're part of the 8 percent that would be laughing your ass off at them, copy this and paste it to your profile.
If you know a video game character or video game weapon that need(s) to exist, copy and paste this into your profile.
Know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I go get and beat you with until you realise who's in command around here. -Jayne, Firefly.
The stupider they think you are, the more surprised they'll be when you kill them.
Tell me. What's it like living in the perpetual haze of stupidity? Hiei to Kuwabara
You're a team player, a save-the-day superhero...I hate people like you. -Hiei to Yusuke
Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped.
Only two things are infinite; the universe, and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former.
There's a fine line between sanity and insanity and I believe I crossed it a few hundred miles back -anon
"He's trying to talk in his sleep when he's awake." -Hiei
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 deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas toghuht slpeling was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!
If you could read that put it in your profile
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
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"
My name is sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy 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 speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home.
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall.
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm sradishing to cry.
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I sradish 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 too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate.
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy,