Random Fight: Augustyne and AnalliaAugustyne & Anallia's fight~
Augustyne: I don't like red. . .
Anallia: I don't care. . hold still women!
Augustyne: I'm a tiger >.<
Anallia: In human form what are you?
Augustyne: . . .
Anallia: Okay then >.<
Augustyne: I'm a Liger. . .
Anallia: No, you are most certainly not.
Augustyne: yes huh. . .
Anallia: WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OW!!!!!!!!1
Augustyne: *blush* See
Augustyne: I'm . . .sooo....I love you
Anallia: Soo close!
Augustyne: So. . rice
Anallia: Sorice? . . eh close enough. . .will you sit still and not bite people >.<
Augustyne: You're not people >.
The Story of The Gunman~The Story of the Gunman~
Have you heard a story about a child called: Izabyll?
She was a little baby at the time, but she remembers it as if it were yesterday.
It was a sunshiney day, she lived in the middle of nowhere Tennessee. A gun-man came searching for a man.
He saw a moving target and fired his gun. Unfortunately it happened to be the mother of one.
"MOMMY!" the baby cried in pain and misery.
Later that day he had come and the man had disappeared. The father too cried to see his wife had died.
Ten years later the baby still wonders: "Why was he here looking for my father? What did he do?"
She never asked her father for fear he would cry again although it had been so long ago.
It would still bring back a lot of pain.
Another ten years had passed and the baby was twenty-nine.
This time she wanted to know.
"Daddy, why did mommy die?"
"Because I lied"