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What would you do if:
[1] I committed suicide:
[2] I said I liked you:
[3] I kissed you:
[4] I had sex with you:
[5] I lived next door to you:
[6] I started smoking:
[7] I stole something:
[8] I was hospitalized:
[9] I ran away from home:
[10] I got into a fight and you weren't there:
What do you think about my:
[1] Personality:
[2] Eyes:
[3] Face:
[4] Hair:
[5] Clothes:
[6] Mannerisms:
Other:
[1] Who are you?
[2] Are we friends?
[3] When and how did we meet?
[4] How have I affected you?
[5] What do you think of me?
[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me?
[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?
[8] Do you love me?
[9] Have I ever hurt you?
[10] Would you hug me?
[11] Would you kiss me?
[12] Would you make love to me?
[13] Would you marry me?
[14] Emotionally, what stands out?
[15] Do you wish I was cooler?
[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?
[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
[18] Am I loveable?
[19] How long have you known me?
[20] Describe me in two words.
[21] What was your first impression?
[22] Do you still think that way about me now?
[23] What do you think my weakness is?
[24] Do you think I'll get married?
[25] What about me makes you happy?
[26] What about me makes you sad?
[27] What reminds you of me?
[28] What's something you would change about me?
[29] How well do you know me?
[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
[31] Do you think I would kill someone?
[32] Are we close?
[33] Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?
 Kuma Woode · Fri May 26, 2006 @ 07:30pm · 0 Comments |
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Death of Parents and Born an Orphan |
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I watched in terror as the flames licked at my house. I stood in the street watching the chaos around me, unable to move, frozen in fear. A great war had swept across heaven and hell, between angels and demons, but no one here thought it would get to our simple town, but it did. I felt tears begin to roll down my cheeks as the death cries of my people began to flow with the wind. I started to run down the streets of Taim not sure of were I was going, only knowng I didn't want to see more death. I was young and confused, death was to hard on my little mind. So I kept running and then I saw him. Mathew the Goldenwing, the Top Angel! Even though I was young I knew the feeling that coming from him. Power, the power that was beating the demons. I stood watching him, his brown hair flying wildly, his hazel eyes glowing bright in the light of the flames around him, and his golden wings keeping him above the ground. He threw bright blue and white rays untill all the demons were gone, then he floated down and walked toward me. He kneeled in front of me and put a gentle hand on my sholder.
"Where are your parents, little one?" His voice was light and pure, it made my heart feel as if all the evil was gone. If only he didn't ask that question. Tears began to well up in my eyes as I answered.
"Dead.... They died proecting me..." The tears came harder now. Matthew hugged onto me and made quieting noises.
"Shh, it's okay your safe now." I cried on his sholder as he picked me up. He walked away from the fighting with me cradeled in his arms. And even through all the pain I felt safe in his hold.
Kuma Woode · Thu Oct 13, 2005 @ 04:43am · 0 Comments |
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My name is Kuma! I'm twenty-three years old or about 2,586 years in mortal time. My story has only been full of saddness and pain, and the weight of killing two people I love rests on my sholders. I will use this journal to tell of my wrong deeds and the trying of contering my sin. Though what I have done will never be made up for, I can only try and hope that the greater ones will once again except me and let me return home. I will begin my story when I was the tender age of nine in a town call Tiam, a home in Heaven. The time before time, the time of the first murder.
Kuma Woode · Thu Oct 13, 2005 @ 04:14am · 0 Comments |
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Name: Kuma M. Woode
Age:... Let's just say she looks 23
Hair: Silver. It's very long and and is held in a loose ponytail
Eyes: Amber
Skin: White.... very white
Height: 5ft. 8in.
Weight: ...
Frame: Not very curvy... mostly built like a stick
Odd features: A scar runs down her cheek.
Clothing: Mostly wears a black cloak and rarely takes it off. But on the rare occassions she does she has a green velvet shirt on with black cotton pants. A small cross hangs around her neck, it's silver with clear jems bordering it and a ruby in the middle.
Personality:... you'll have to read it. I can't explain it...
Kuma Woode · Tue Sep 27, 2005 @ 01:00am · 1 Comments |
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