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♦ ✖135✖ ♦ [02 Sep 2010|04:26am] thissideup [kiokushitaka] [ mood | accomplished ] ( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. ) 3 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

♦ Its over!? The conclusion to the apartment maintenance saga! ♦ [01 Sep 2010|06:33pm] bar_ohki Well- it turns out that white stuff on my ceiling was the maintenance they were supposed to do. It just took them an insanely long time to go forth and bother to tell me this. Good news is I'm moving the hell back soon. YAY FOR BEING OUT OF MY PARENT'S PLACE!! Not that I don't love my folks, I just want my space and my home back. 1 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

♦ 030|REMINDER ♦ [01 Sep 2010|06:50pm] shounenawards [kiokushitaka] [ mood | cold ] [ music | Juanes - Clase de Amor ] Oh hey I'm posting it on time for once. Go me! Anyway, so far we have four lovely icons but I'd really love to see more! So get them in by Friday, please? Pretty please with sugar on top? Submit here! we're catching bullets

♦ Round 04: Info ♦ [01 Sep 2010|01:03pm] fandom20in20 [confining] Round 04 Info & Themes Participants ( Round 04: Info and Themes ) we're catching bullets

[30 Aug 2010|07:55pm] deadletters [kitty] ( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. ) we're catching bullets

♦ HONHONHONHON~ ♦ [30 Aug 2010|06:01pm] bookofrandom [kiokushitaka] [ mood | giggly ] ( It's not much of a challenge, I could listen to this all night, but... ) we're catching bullets

[30 Aug 2010|03:32am] bookofrandom [hammerofjustice] ( Hot Kool-Aid ) 3 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

♦ Round 03: Results ♦ [29 Aug 2010|09:00pm] fandom20in20 [confining] Congrats everyone. ( click here for the results ) Also, this is sort of a late reminder, but sign ups are still open for Round 4. So if you are interested in signing up, please head on over to this post. 9 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

♦ Week 64: Results ♦ [29 Aug 2010|09:23pm] animeicontest [dismantle] [ mood | good ] [ music | Disturbed - Stupefy ] I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE. I've been busy with packing, but here are your results! Thank you for participating and don't forget our current theme♥! ( My face like a mannequin ) 2 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

♦ 029|RESULTS ♦ [29 Aug 2010|07:41pm] shounenawards [kiokushitaka] [ mood | okay ] I doubt I'll be getting more votes in and since there's a clear winner (no ties, yay!!) I'ma go ahead and post these. :3 ( You will suck the life out of me. ) Thanks for everyone who participated! Especially the new faces! :D Don't forget to check out the new theme! I posted it kind of late, but it's up now! Here! 7 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

♦ TEST ♦ [28 Aug 2010|10:49pm] shinimegami [ mood | busy ] [ music | none ] Testing a new client since iJournal hates my life, obv. Oh yeah, this one is definitely a lot better. Now I can get back to posting. X_x; 6 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

♦ 030|THEME ♦ [28 Aug 2010|05:00pm] shounenawards [kiokushitaka] [ mood | hungry ] Word; Childhood Icon must depict a child. Be it a "when he was young" sort of thing or a character that is still a child. Lyrical; MIKA - We Are Golden (thank you music meme!) ( Lyrics. ) Rules recap; 01. Icons must be under 40KB, gif, png, or jpg in format, 100x100px or less. 02. You can use fanart, but please link to either the original image or the artist's page. 03. Do not advertise your icons until the the voting for this submission week is over. 04. Icons must be made for this submission post and not be recycled. 05. If you use the lyrical theme, please use three consecutive words. 06. You may submit up to two (2) icons. Icons are due to this screened post Friday, September 3rd at 11PM EST. If you have any questions, feel free to ask in the comments! Submission format: Icon: <img src="URL"> URL: Character(s): Series: Link to fanart used: (Either host it on your own image host or link to the artist's page.) we're catching bullets

[28 Aug 2010|12:01am] babylon ( You are about to view content that may not be appropriate for minors. ) we're catching bullets

♦ Week 65 : Theme ♦ [27 Aug 2010|11:08pm] animeicontest [strawberrytea] I'm here! I wasn't off doing something stupid and un-theme related. Let's see your word this week will be: sentimental You can use the word or any variation of the word. Get creative. I know you can. Your lyrics are behind the cut if you use them make sure you use at least two consecutive words. ( Maroon 5 - Misery ) -You may submit up to two icons -If you use the lyrical theme, please use at least two consecutive words -Your icon may be textless if using the word theme if you so choose. -You have until next Friday night at 11:00pm EST -Please follow the submissions format: Icon: Icon URL: Anime/Manga/Game: Character(s): we're catching bullets

♦ Week 64: Voting ♦ [27 Aug 2010|11:04pm] animeicontest [dismantle] [ mood | annoyed ] [ music | The Rasmus - Your Forgiveness ] Thanks to everyone who entered! Vi will have your next theme up soon. Sorry this is a few minutes late, my internet's being stupid. Please vote for 3 icons. ( You told me we could make it last forever ) we're catching bullets

♦ 029|VOTING ♦ [27 Aug 2010|11:00pm] shounenawards [kiokushitaka] [ mood | good ] Ah, thanks everyone who submitted! I was worried because of the downtime, but we managed to get enough for a poll! ( Bury it, I won't let you bury it... ) I'll have a new theme up soon! we're catching bullets

[27 Aug 2010|02:09pm] bar_ohki Just so everyone knows- I'm not dead! The last two days were spent avoiding heat (aka being too hot for my laptop). And re-reading lots of Mercedes Lackey books because clearly my love of the Heralds of Valdemar Series has not lessened in the slightest. Also, I talked to Kana (she plays Ganondorf on the Traverse Town RP we host on IJ)- and I think I've got her hooked on Heralds of Valdemar and Girl Genius. I feel win. Also- on a completely different note- I kick series ass at Link's Crossbow Training. we're catching bullets

[27 Aug 2010|04:36pm] schadenfreude [blighty] [ mood | shocked ] Waves crashed, the wooden hull creaking against the forceful nature of the none-too-pleasant ocean. Tired and weary men sought refuge below deck, few maintaining to take on the role as watchmen. Those exhausted souls had long since divulged from any state of sobriety, after all they had been forced to retreat. Quarrelsome savages that were all those colonists could ever hope to be. If not for the alcohol to dull their senses, the demeanor of the British troops would have fallen even further into disarray. Liquor sloshed from the bottle held loosely with the blonde's gloved hand, his vision far from steady. What was he to do? It would be weeks until his fresh troops arrived, and even with the harbors blockaded there was still risk of another devilish attack from those traitorous heathens. Arthur knew the exhaustion that teemed amongst the hardened veterans that however held nothing in comparison to the terror which riveted the younger ones. Each one as youthful and vibrant even as the light was stolen from his eyes. Grimacing, he let more of the darkly hued alcohol meet his lips, the feather upon his hat long since in need of repair. The urge to turn against the tide and traverse towards the islands was so very strong. Even his skin seemed to desire the humidity of the farthest reaches of this dastardly nation. A little smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, somewhat amused by the passing thought of simply pillaging those weaker than him. As odd as it seemed, Arthur horribly means the days in which he truly reigned, though those were not so far behind him. At sea he was truly the champion, yet as soon as he disembarked to force the brash young nation back into proper order he was met by the guerrilla mobs of demonic creatures in the guise of humans! A crash of glass sounded the bottle he had been so fervently nursing now broken and shattered against the map littered table. His breath left him in shudders as anger boiled within his gut. 'Damn you. Alfred, you bloody bastard…' Hands trembled, shards of glass trying its damnedest to move past the leather to the pale flesh. Yet even as his jaw tightened and teeth ground against one another, Arthur still managed to keep himself somewhat centered. Now was not the time to thrash about, even if the desire was growing stronger by the each passing second. Plans needed to be made, assignments given along with future missives in order to replenish supplies. The weight levied upon his shoulders by his superior was far heavier than he would ever admit. He had become accustomed to his flashy existence, traveling where he may with his own volition driving him. Baited now with the rash actions of America, he had little choice but to let his own frivolities fall far from his grace. This only managed to worsen his ill-kempt moods, which his crew was very swift in managing. Thankfully he had still had several suave familiar gents, now aged, to rally the fresh fighters as well as the brutes of sailors he had been so charitably provided by his superior. Just the thought made him scoff in disgust. If it had not been for his own inebriation, Arthur might have caught wind to the oddities occurring aboard his own vessel. So swept up in his own disastrous thoughts, he had not heard the muffled scream from above deck, nor the too soon silenced bell. The pitter patter of foreign boots slipped utterly past, along with the raising of the anchor. That had been deftly covered by the smashed rum bottle. All these signs of distress went unnoticed, the country drunk, exhausted and slowly succumbing to the sickness which had steadily crept aboard each English ship. Forcing himself onto his feet, Arthur was forced to keep a firm grasp on the table's edge in order to keep himself from rather swiftly meeting the floor. The bout of anger had stolen away what energy he had left after the day's tireless events. …sleep. Heh… It was not only for wicked, even a pirate hidden beneath the fashions of a posh gentleman was still uncouth. As his sun-warmed skin met the course bedding, a moment's relief coursed through his body. What did it matter if he wished to rest with boots still bound to his feet? There was no point in removing the attire as it would soon return to its current state. Nigh an hour had passed, the country cringing as he began to feel those slain, the entirety of his crew so swiftly annihilated. Yet, Arthur was not wholly aware, at least not consciously. After all he was the enemy of many, how would he of been privy of the knowledge the brew so hastily consumed by he and his crew had been laced with valerian root? The drug had worked its talents, coaxing him into this peaceful yet pained lull. Emeralds, so hazed by his current state, barely found the will to focus. Something was wrong, least that was the signs his body was gallantly trying to tell him. Yet still the desire to rest perused him. Weakly his head managed to turn, unable to hinder the cough that rattled his chest. When had the sounds of the ocean grown so loud, had his mariner not confirmed a clouded yet dry sky for the night? Sounds of shouting were followed by the rushing footfalls and clanging of doors against hinges began to discern itself the horrendous loud culling of water, Arthur was quick to become distressed. His body was finally becoming aware to the wrongness which clung to the air, accompanied by that of gunpowder. When realization hit him, he might as well of had a ton of bricks levied upon his body. Forcing himself to his feet, he did not hesitate to use the nearest chair to bust through the window. Out. He needed out now. It was in this rash act that he managed to stuff the encased scroll within his coat pocket, before hurriedly forcing his body through the small opening, hat and all. Arthur lacked even the opportunity to jump towards the safety of the roiling ocean far below. The flame had reached the stockpiled explosives that had been so hurriedly stashed within the cargo bay. Knocked from his perch, there was nothing for the blond country to grab a hold of, much less defend him from the burning debris. Choking on the salt water forced down his throat, he fought to keep his body afloat despite the thick garments quickly becoming bogged down. His heart raced within his chest, bloodshot eyes burning. If there were any tears joining that of the ocean, Arthur was utterly unaware. No, he was frozen by the pain coursing through his body coupled with the sight of his ship so deftly set ablaze. The crushing of the bow drew a distraught sound from his throat, eyes wide as his vessel tore itself in two before beginning to sink into the murky depths. As the pull of water became all the more hazardous, he was unable to stay. Yet the sheer will to move his muscles had abandoned him, '…come on chap. You cannot do this. Not now.' Later, he would deal with it then. Reassuring his quaking thoughts, he somehow persuaded his arms to move, swimming against the current in order to escape the pull towards the ocean floor. Far off in the distance, he swore he heard the elated jeers, so many robust whoops of joy. 'A monster, that is all you are America.' Arthur bit his tongue so harshly a new flavor of salt joined that of dreary water. He could not scream despite the emotions tearing him apart. For he could manage his own self-torture, he had no desire to even give that monstrosity a chance to try his own hand at carving an even deeper into his bleeding chest. Grappling hold of one of the many large pieces that had once been the hell of his ship, Arthur forced his strained muscles to pull him onto the plank. His stomach twisted within his gut, the telltale signs of daylight only meriting a twitch. He had nigh a clue as how far out he drifted, much less his current position. Stars would have been useful had the clouds not marred the sky above. Tensely, his hand found its way within his soaked coat, feeling the worn scroll casing within. More troops would come soon enough. Then he could destroy them all. The self-deprecating thoughts were all that kept the near drowned country even somewhat calm, an awful string of coughs ripping from his lungs. His mind could not conceive any other thought than his own retribution. It kept the panic from rising, so many worries at bay. That child would not crush him, no matter the circumstance. England would reign supreme. As the sea began to calm, as did the tattered body of the country, unable to maintain wakefulness as the hot sun began to beat upon his cold form. Dreams of other times and places may of swept away his current predicament, yet still his body was ailing. His countrymen were too far to assist, much less for him to covet the comfort and strength provided by the familiarity. He was alone. 54 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

[26 Aug 2010|05:39pm] schadenfreude [hammerofjustice] Axis Powers Hetalia England →propergentleman Prussia→theworldismine Germany→einsamkeit Code Geass Mao→endlessnoise Disney Kuzco→boombaby Doctor Who Tenth Doctor→timeywimey The Master→lordandmaster Final Fantasy Sephiroth →experfection Harry Potter Severus Snape→darkmarked Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Zaphod Beeblebrox→zaphod Marvel Deadpool →wadepool Ouran Highschool Host Club Kyouya Ootorishadowking Star Wars OC→Aetrian Tallen→aetrian Trigun Nicholas D. Wolfwood→wolfwood World of Warcraft OC→Aeladin Silverlaine→silverlaine we're catching bullets

♦ Round 04: Sign Up ♦ [26 Aug 2010|03:54pm] fandom20in20 [confining] [ mood | stressed ] Round 04 Sign Ups: CLOSED Please make sure you joined the community, so I will be able to give you access to post during the round. Read the rules and the FAQ before signing up, if you have any question feel free to ask here or over at the questions post. Use the form below to sign up. Make a comment filling that information and hopefully you will be assigned your first choice. Sign ups end on Aug 31st. SPREAD THE WORD. <b>Username:</b> <b>First choice:</b> <b>Second choice:</b> ( Participants list ) I'm so sorry about the major delay in posting this. Anyway, voting for round 3 is still going and will be open until Aug. 28th. So if you haven't voted, please do so. I will also be working on banners for those who requested them and should have those to you sometime soon. Once again, I am sorry about the delay. 11 caught bullets ❉ we're catching bullets

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