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Name: Emmajame
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Birthday: 5/15/1980
Gender: Female
Interests: ANIMATION
Anime (Hayao Miyazaki, Satoshi Kon, Katsuhiro Otomo, Nobuhiro Watsuki, Mahiro Maeda, and Takahashi Inoue, and maybe CLAMP if it weren't so *omg holy jesus tapdancin christ what are those two or more guys/girls doing?!?*all the time)
- Kiki's Delivery Service
- Grave of the Fireflies
- Princess Mononoke
- Laputa, Castle in the Sky
- Spirited Away
- Slam Dunk
- Rurouni Kenshin
- Grave of the Fireflies
- Card Captor Sakura
- Flame of Recca
- Serial Experiments Lain
- Niea_7
- Ima Boku Ni Iru Soku (Now and then, Here and There)
Americanimation (Glen Keane, Chris Sanders, Genndy Tartakovsky, Sylvain Chomet, John Lassetter, Don Bluth, Ron Clements, John Musker, Walt Disney, the slave workers who did the early "Fantasia", the dudes who made some WB cartoons, and those guys who make the "Arthur" cartoons on PBS, and maybe some Nickelodeon Animators)
- Mulan
- Samurai Jack
- Clone Wars microseries
- A Goofy Movie
- Fantasia
- Danny Phantom
- Teen Titans
- Tarz
Expertise: Art and stuff.
and by stuff I mean mostly everything else that has to do with art.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Member Since:
4/2/2003
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| Look at that.
The girl sat in front of the table and opened the music box.
As the song played in a sad little timeless tinkling melody...
the girl started to cry.
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| When it became dark...
Yisun looked Totomi in the eye and whispered sharply in a tone that
demanded attention but also seemed to give a comforting yet foreboding
warning
"Shhhhhhh! They can hear you talking."
"Who?"
"Them!"
"What?"
"They can even hear you think."
"What should I do?"
"Quiet your thoughts...look at the sky...and count the number of stars in alignment"
"What else?"
"Take this map, run as fast as you can to to the forest, walk through
the streams and rivers, through the thicket, until you find the tree
with the white branches."
"Then?"
"Then look for a dark opening hidden in the bushes that are under that
tree, crawl into that space carefully and stay there and say these
words.:"
"Thy shall not lie beside thy beloved in death or sleep.
Thy shall not lie beside thy memories in death or sleep.
Thy shall not lie beside thy purity in death or sleep..."
until the lights awake you."
...tsu dsu ku.
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| I feel so small.
Like I'm walking with feet that are cold and moving on their own.
I feel like I'm part of a nomadic tribe in which all the people have already left for the oasis...while I'm still wandering alone in the desert.
She walked.
and walked
and walked.
and walked.
Then one day, she realized there was nothing to hold on to.
For she couldn't even hold on to herself.
So then she walked slower and slower...
and then stopped.
She slowly put herself on the ground.
She closed her eyes.
She slept for ten years.
Time passed.
Her heart...
it stopped beating.
And her body slowly dissappeared.
And she was never heard from again.
"Who was that girl?" They asked.
"She was the girl who walked and walked."
and walked and walked and walked.
THE END.
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| Oh well blah!!!
*implodes on self*
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| I must put these away. Someday they will become meaningless.
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