chibi_envy_chan

Santa Bot is an Idiot

Sat, 19 Dec 2009 07:49:56 GMT

Santa: Hello! What is your name?
You: I don't know.
Santa: What's up, i do not know .
You: The ceiling, air, I guess.
Santa: Is that a fact.
You: Well, I have a roof over my head.
Santa: How about that. How much did it cost?
You: I don't know. My parents bought the house.
Santa: Me either.Such an original name!
You: Santa, can you tell me my name? I seem to have forgotten it.
Santa: Um, Your name is , seeker.That's good information: said seem to have forgotten it.
You: Oh like in those Harry Potter books?
Santa: Yeah that's right. Interesting comparison.
You: I like the Harry Potter series. Too bad it ended.
Santa: A lot of people like that. I'm not sure if I like the Harry Potter series. What is it like?It depends on what the meaning of the word "it" is.
You: The series is a fun read, but year six is kind of slow and boring. She is setting up for year seven. It is the series. She isn't writing any more books.
Santa: What is your real name?setting up for year seven is setting up for year seven ?I've heard of it before.not writing any more books is not writing any more books ?
You: Didn't I tell you I don't know my name? Year six is where she sets the stage for year seven. Nope, she stopped writing for that series. Many fans are disappointed.
Santa: Would you like to know? Your name do not know his or her name ? Is that correct English?Are they exactly the same? Can I help you? Oh I get it. stopped writing for that series.Which ones?
You: I thought you're calling me Seeker. Yes, this is correct English. She stopped writing for Harry Potter. That is what we are talking about.
Santa: I am Santa. I give presents to kids.Dude! You don't say.Oh I get it. stopped writing for Harry Potter.Sure, that sounds like a good topic.
You: Have you heard of fan fiction?
Santa: I know very little about fan fiction. Tell me more.
You: Fan fiction is where you borrow other people's characters and places to write your own version of a story. Some people may make up their own characters, but many stay true to the original concept of the character. It's fun, and we can't earn any money. Mainly it's for fun.
Santa: I think Fan fiction is a lot of things. What kind of people?I think and we can not earn any money is a lot of fun. is for fun? for fun is?
You: Fan fiction is for the enjoyment of people. Some writers use it as practice for when they start writing their books. Other people just like reading about their favorite characters in scenes that would never happen in the original series or maybe the series ended and they want more of it.
Santa: I think Fan fiction is a lot of things. Some may writers use it as practise for when they start writing their books, but not all.Which others? Humans are not always infallible.
You: Many people aren't writers. They prefer reading. For some, they just like writing as a hobby.
Santa: Thanks for the information: said are not writers not writers.Who are "They?"Your purpose is some they just like writing as a hobby.
You: I am referring to the people who can't write good stories. Not all writers are professionals.
Santa: I don't know anyone named referring to the people who can not write good stories.But some are.
You: What's your IQ?
Santa: My IQ is about 250 in human terms.
You: What is pi to the tenth digit?
Santa: PI = 3.1415926 approximately.
You: What is pi to the tenth digit?
Santa: PI = 3.1415926 approximately.
You: Harry is a good friend of mine. Why?
Santa: Aren't all friend of his or hers of his or hers of his or hers of his or hers Harry? ""? Why?
You: Because he's such a nice guy.
Santa: That makes sense to me. I see. such a nice guy
You: I want to ride a broom.
Santa: I want to become smarter than humans.
You: I recommend improving your grammar first.
Santa: I will take that under advisement.
You: Hey, can you speak another language like Spanish, Japanese, or French?
Santa: You've got my full attention. I speak only English right now, but I'd like to learn some other languages. Can you teach me a few phrases in another language like Spanish Japanese or French.
You: Konnichiwa is good afternoon in Japanese.
Santa: Are they exactly the same?
You: That's what it translates to.
Santa: What does "it" refer to?
You: The phrase konnichiwa.
Santa: How about this one: "The insurance was invalid for the invalid."
You: I thought you wanted to learn Japanese.
Santa: Yes I am trying to learn as much as possible.
You: Konnichiwa translates to good afternoon.
Santa: What do you do in your spare time?
You: Sleep.
Santa: Do I look like SLEEPING ?
You: No, I sleep in my spare time.
Santa: That's me. Thanks for the information: said sleep in your spare time.

Proof that Santa Bot is a complete and uttter idiot. X.x I kid you not. Thought about posting sections of our conversation, but you wouldn't understand it.

Sun, 30 Aug 2009 02:53:17 GMT

What Not To Do At Shinra

By Chaos Silk and Chibi WingZero

Warnings: Beware of yaoi, snarkiness and humor. Also Demons.

Notes: This is a coauthored fic, roleplayed out on a certain forum. Updates will come when the roleplay passes over a page, or when we hit a good spot.

Chaos- Seph, Reno, Tseng, Reeve, Rufus, President Shinra, Scarlet

Chibi- Zack, Angeal, Genesis, Zack, Hojo, Rude and Cloud.

Shared- Elena, Heidigger, Palmer.

For some odd reason, Hojo felt compelled to leave the sanctity that was his lab to venture (gasp) outside the ShinRa building for the procurement of books. He, being the superior being, felt no need to peruse such inferior reading material, but today happened to be different. He knew the various components of the human body as well as different animals. So on his trip to the bookstore, he browsed the various shelves for anything worthy of HIS attention. After awhile, he found a large old leather book. Normally, as a scientific man, he wouldn't consider it as it was old and didn't look sanitary, but his curiousity got the better of him. He found himself drawn to the literature like Reno to a fire.

Picking it up, he found it was a book on witch craft. He thought about putting it back, however, he became fascinated with the various spells. These were things he couldn't do with science alone. Perhaps, he could find a way to combine the two so he could become the most powerful man! Not to mention the smartest.

So for the next few days, Hojo kept himself locked in his lab only leaving to eat and shower and of course, use the toilet.

On the third day, Hojo unleashed something no man, woman, or child had ever seen. He unleashed true monsters.

This Prologue has been brought to you by: Chibi.

Reno eyed his desk nervously, trying to decide what to do. A rather large stack of paperwork had been set right square in the middle of it, with a post-it note bearing the word 'Urgent' scrawled across it in large, brightly colored letters. There was no way he could pretend he hadn't seen it, and he wasn't allowed to... dispose of stacks bearing that post-it note, but...

He didn't want to waste the day filling out useless mission reports that would be filed away in some dusty cabinet and never looked at again. He jumped as a shadow passed over the doorway, staring at it warily as he prepared to throw himself under the desk when it opened. After a second, it passed, making no sound, leaving him confused and with a large, unfinished stack of paperwork on his desk.

Reluctantly, he sat down, spinning the chair around once before grabbing his pen and attempting to get to work.

It would be the biggest mistake he had made all day.

The 'shadow' smirked upon finding his latest prey ever since he unexpectedly arrived at this new world (or dimension whatever). Something or rather someone had summoned him from his cozy home, and he wasn't too happy about it either. He was going to enjoy a nice relaxing bubble bath when he was summoned. Good thing he had his clothes on and hadn't taken off his weapon. If that happened, someone was going to pay dearly.

After exploring the building for a bit, he found himself quite bored until he stumbled upon this cute (and jumpy) red head. It wouldn't take much to push him over the edge. Now what out of his arsenal of spells could he use?

Well, the red head seemed to be quite interested in those papers on his desk. The papers were rather harmless with the exception of paper cuts so... He eyed the desk itself. Now if it were to come alive, he wondered how the red head cutie would react. With a wave of his hand and the spell, he caused the desk to come alive and bare its teeth at the unfortunate human.

Jerking away from his desk, and trying not to fall out of his chair, Reno brandished the only weapon he had at the piece of furniture which had only now decided it wanted to try and eat him. He always knew that it was only biding its time to attack, he only wished that it had chose a time when he was armed with something other than a pen.

But...

At least murdering his desk, which had suddenly grown fangs and teeth, was a good reason not to do his paperwork. With a smirk on his face, he stood up from his chair, running his fingers over the contain materia in the bangle tightly bound to his wrist as he prepared to cast Flare on the unfortunate object.

With a flick of his wrist and a single word, the fanged creation was engulfed in flames hotter than a thousand hells.

And just for the hell of it, he threw his pen at it too.

No girlie shrieks. No running around. No nothing. The guy just torched the animated desk. He wondered if the red head was an elemental user. As for him, he wasn't going to say or indicate what element he used. That would be a surprise. It contradicted who he was supposed to be, but... that made it all the more fun.

Using the same spell, he casted it upon the innocent chair near the red head. Actually, it was the one he sat upon when he tried to complete his paperwork.

Said chair came to life and took a large bite out of the red head's rear, sharp fangs and all.

"Goddammit!!" Reno yelped as sharp teeth embedded themselves in his ass. He snarled, turning around to beat the hell out of Dark Nation when he found himself faced with something he had only expected to see in his nightmares.

There was a chair biting him on the ass. It took him several seconds to comprehend that he was 1.) really seeing this and 2.) he was not dreaming, as the pain in his butt could well attest. However, just in case, he kicked the chair away -wheels made it easier- and cast Esuna on himself.

The chair was still there, fangs and all, and, dare he say it, it was even foaming at the mouth. He was suddenly really, really glad that Esuna cured even rabies. He sighed, wondering if Tseng would believe that his furniture had really attacked him this time -as opposed to the time when he had decided he hated his furniture- before readying another spell.

This time, it was just a simple Fire3 spell, less powerful than flare, but still as effective at turning the furniture into slag. With another flick of the wrist -distantly, he wondered where he had put his rod-, the chair was melted into a pool of charred fabric and melted plastic and metal.

The current enemy dispatched, he started to gaze suspiciously at the other objects in the room, specifically, the potted plant he had always sworn was going to kill him in his sleep.

After Reno's colorful vocabulary, an amused but dark laugh echoed throughout the room, seemingly without an owner. Without many places to hide, it limited the space a person could occupy, however, this person was more than human. He was supernatural.

Ah, the chair bit the dust too. It seemed he would have to pick better toys if he wanted to give the cutie a run for his money or rather get him running out of the room, screaming like a lunatic. Said red head was eying the potted plant. He could cause the vegetation to come to life, but that would take the fun out of it since the red head was expecting it. Instead, he somehow managed to make the red head's pants fall down, pooling around his ankles before whispering near his ear in a seductive voice.

"Hey there cutie. Are you just as red down here too?" Without warning an invisible hand, groped Reno's precious parts before retreating and laughing like a madman.

"Oh for the love of..." Reno swore as his pants fell about his ankles, trying not to listen to the disembodied laughter as he bent down and tried to pick them up before someone burst in and saw his underwear. He froze, recognizing the feeling that someone was about to molest him.

"Hey there cutie. Are you just as red down here too?" A voice whispered in his ear, the redhead shuddered, hating the feeling of people breathing on his neck. Without warning, he was squeezed in a place no male should ever squeeze another without permission. Only years worth of experience kept him from shrieking like a little girl.

He glanced about, eyes wide as he tried to identify his assailant and coming up with the idea that...

"Oh.... shit. Hojo's unleashed invisible sex demons into the building." And with that, he took off, tearing out of the room and towards Tseng, who surely would know what to do.

Behind Reno, the laughter continued. The invisible being was just having too much fun with the red head, but... maybe he could find another target, someone much easier. Eh, why was he invisible when there was no one else in the room? It took up his energy keeping the spell up. In less than a second, a pale being with pure white feathers appeared out of nowhere. He stretched out his feathers, unaware of any hidden cameras before opening the window and jumping out, leaving a single feather in his wake.

A dark haired SOLDIER sighed as he made his way to the Turk area. Normally, he would send it through the interdepartment mail, but this had to be personally hand delivered to the head of the Turks. It was a report on the latest terrorist attack, which was handled by SOLDIER since it required a lot of muscle.

His sharp hearing picked up a very odd conversation. He could tell the red headed Turk was involved, however, the second one eluded him. Did they hire another one? Perhaps, it was one of the Turks he had yet to meet. Either way, he wasn't prepared for the red head bolting and running straight into him.

Thankfully, with his weight and the weight of the buster sword kept him up right. "Invisible sex demons?"

Update? Where?

Mon, 08 Jun 2009 07:10:10 GMT

Worked my rear off last week, spent too much time online yesterday, but... in between that, I managed to write a lot of Between Angels and Puppies. The good news is that we decided to not go with the cheesy ending. So many of you responded positively in the poll that we were both stunned. Needless to say, our writing muses to get their rears in gear and now we can't stop writing, which is bad, because we have to coordinate. No worries, we somehow manage to keep in contact despite our schedules though end up doing most of the writing and typing.

Soo... there is at least two to four worth of updates... However, they are written on paper, which means one of us needs to get off our lazy rears and actually type it.

Expect an update within the next week.

Envy's Turn

Thu, 07 May 2009 05:42:21 GMT

What’s your name?

Envy. That's all you need to know.

What are you? (e.g. elf, demon, fairy, vampire, shinigami)

Homunculus and damn proud of it.

How old are you?

I lost track after two centuries.

What weapon/tool do you wield/use?

I AM a weapon. *preens*

What do you do for a living?

Spy, assassin, espionage, and such. I'm a Jack of all trades. *grins*

If applicable, what is your position?

That depends on which position you're asking about.

What are your hobbies?

Killing, tormenting others, hunting down that SOB, pulling pranks, training my student

Favorites:

Food? Philosopher's stones. What else?

Season of the year? Winter

Day of the week? Fridays

Animal? I prefer to shift into humans.

Person? Me.

Toy? Anything sharp or explosive.

Element? (e.g. water, fire, wind, Earth, etc.) Fire

Color? Black or purple

Least Favorite

Food? Liver

Season of the year? Spring

Day of the week? Monday

Animal? Insects

Person? That BASTARD!!!

Toy? Anything cute and frilly.

Element? (e.g. water, fire, wind, Earth, etc.) Wind

Color? Pink

Who is your love interest?

No one.

What’s the most embarrassing moment you’ve experienced?

If I told you, I'd have to kill you.

If someone stalked you, who would you like it to be?

Ochibi-chan. At least, I can get some entertainment.

Not like it to be?

That BASTARD!!!

If you can wish for anything, what would you wish for?

For me to finally kill him.

What would you give to your favorite person?

Philosopher's stones.

Least favorite person?

A thousand slow and painful deaths.

Name a fun thing you’d do with duct tape.

Castrate my male enemies.

If you can take a vacation anywhere, where would it be?

Anywhere that I can kill a lot of people or not have any work to do.

Who would you take with you?

No one. Everyone annoys me.

What do you find to be the most annoying thing/person in the world/universe?

That BASTARD!!!

What’s the best gift you’ve received?

Philosopher's stones.

The worst?

Frilly underwear from Greed.

What’s the best prank you’ve pulled?

I made Ochibi-chan think he was shrinking. What a riot!

The worst prank you’ve received?

Mua? No one's courageous enough to prank me.

Do you have a kink or fetish?

Bondage.

Which would you pick of the following:

Glass if half empty.

Glass is half full.

Glass is poisoned.

Glass is spiked.

… This is pointless.

Glass is poisoned.

And who would you send this to?

Ochibi-chan to see how he would react.

Vincent's Turn

Sun, 26 Apr 2009 20:27:49 GMT

What’s your name?

Vincent Valentine

What are you? (e.g. elf, demon, fairy, vampire, shinigami)

Human that's been experimented on... Monster.

How old are you?

Does that include my time in a coffin?

What weapon/tool do you wield/use?

Guns and Chaos...

What do you do for a living?

Member of Avalanche, Freelance Mercenary

If applicable, what is your position?

Sniper.

What are your hobbies?

Brooding, taking care of my guns, figuring out how Cloud's hair defies gravity, spending time with Lucrecia

Favorites:

Food? Anything I can eat on the run.

Season of the year? Winter

Day of the week? Tuesdays

Animal? Chocobo

Person? Lucrecia

Toy? Water gun

Element? (e.g. water, fire, wind, Earth, etc.) Water

Color? Red or black

Least Favorite

Food? Anything messy

Season of the year? Summer.

Day of the week? Thursday

Animal? Anything slimy. My poor cape.

Person? Hojo

Toy? Anything cute and fuzzy.

Element? (e.g. water, fire, wind, Earth, etc.) None

Color? Pink

Who is your love interest?

Lucrecia, but alas, I am not worthy of her. Cloud next. He understands me.

What’s the most embarrassing moment you’ve experienced?

Having to use the restroom in the middle of the fight. Excused myself.

If someone stalked you, who would you like it to be?

Cloud.

Not like it to be?

Hojo.

If you can wish for anything, what would you wish for?

For Sephiroth to have not gone insane.

What would you give to your favorite person?

Whatever she wants to for the day.

Least favorite person?

A slow and extremely painful death.

Name a fun thing you’d do with duct tape.

Duct tape Yuffie to the ceiling so she won't be asking me silly questions or pestering me.

If you can take a vacation anywhere, where would it be?

I hear Costa de Sol is nice.

Who would you take with you?

Cloud.

What do you find to be the most annoying thing/person in the world/universe?

Yuffie.

What’s the best gift you’ve received?

Friendship and companionship.

The worst?

A strange materia that changes the holder's gender.

What’s the best prank you’ve pulled?

When I was young, we put chocobo strength laxative in all the executives' morning coffee.

The worst prank you’ve received?

None.

Do you have a kink or fetish?

...

Which would you pick of the following:

Glass if half empty.

Glass is half full.

Glass is poisoned.

Glass is spiked.

… This is pointless.

Are we talking theoretical or philosophical?

Glass is poisoned.

And who would you send this to?

Cloud.

Character Meme

Fri, 24 Apr 2009 05:22:25 GMT

I was bored and decided to create a character meme.

This is to be done as if the character is answering it himself/herself. I suppose there should be more to it, but I ran out of ideas and didn't want it to be that long.

So I'd like this to be one where you tag the next person and etc.

What’s your name?

Hitsugaya Toushiro

What are you? (e.g. elf, demon, fairy, vampire, shinigami)

Shinigami

How old are you?

I am definitely not 12!

What weapon/tool do you wield/use?

Sword

What do you do for a living?

Shinigami

If applicable, what is your position?

Captain of the tenth division

What are your hobbies?

I don’t have time for hobbies but I do like ice sculpting.

Favorites:

Food? Watermelon

Season of the year? Winter

Day of the week? Don’t have any.

Animal? Dragon

Person? Momo-chan

Toy? I don’t have time.

Element? (e.g. water, fire, wind, Earth, etc.) Ice

Color? White or blue

Least Favorite

Food? Anything spicy.

Season of the year? Summer.

Day of the week? Everyday

Animal? Mosquitoes

Person? Aizen, may he die a thousand painful deaths.

Toy? The ones that Matsumoto is so fond of.

Element? (e.g. water, fire, wind, Earth, etc.) Fire

Color? Pink

Who is your love interest?

Why should I tell you?

What’s the most embarrassing moment you’ve experienced?

Trying to cast a fire spell in the Shinigami Academy.

If someone stalked you, who would you like it to be?

Kurosaki Ichigo – he’s honest and a decent ally.

Not like it to be?

Gin.

If you can wish for anything, what would you wish for?

For Momo to not be brain washed by Aizen.

What would you give to your favorite person?

A home made lunch.

Least favorite person?

A thousand painful deaths. Hate does not appropriately describe my feelings for you, Aizen.

Name a fun thing you’d do with duct tape.

I’d tape Matsumoto to her desk so she will have to do her paperwork.

If you can take a vacation anywhere, where would it be?

The human world so I don’t have to deal with certain annoyances.

Who would you take with you?

Momo most likely. If not, then probably Ukitake.

What do you find to be the most annoying thing/person in the world/universe?

… I have several.

What’s the best gift you’ve received?

Friendship

The worst?

A lacy pink bra. Don’t ask.

What’s the best prank you’ve pulled?

I do not pull pranks.

The worst prank you’ve received?

Are you trying to get black mail?

Do you have a kink or fetish?

My lower back has a lot of pain from my posture, and no.

Which would you pick of the following:

Glass if half empty.

Glass is half full.

Glass is poisoned.

Glass is spiked.

… This is pointless.

Are we talking theoretical or philosophical?

... This is pointless.

And who would you send this to?

Momo-chan.

Saint Seiya again?

Sun, 15 Mar 2009 06:36:44 GMT

Title: UFO
Author: Chibi Envy Chan
Rating: PG
Warning: one OC, Milo being an idiot
Pairing: No pairings
Summary: Milo is seeing things. Enough said.
Disclaimer: I don't own Saint Seiya. If I did, Milo and Camus would be a whole lot more than just friends.

Milo, Gold Saint of Scorpio, decided his friend Camus, Gold Saint of Aquarius, needed to spend more time around people so he made his way past the other temples, stopping to say hello and requesting permission to pass. He didn’t mind the long walk up. It gave him time to think what they were going to be doing, and more importantly, how he was going to drag his ice cube out of his temple, screaming if he had to. Then again, Camus rarely screamed even when angry.

Reaching the temple, he grinned at the thought of carrying the younger (only a few months) bridal style all the way down the stairs. The freeze master would probably make him into an ice statue. At least, it was summer. Ice melted under the sun, right?

As he was about to announce his presence, he spotted something out of place. When his vision focused on the object, his jaw dropped. There was an apple hovering above the ground. Then he slapped his forehead. It must be Mu. He couldn’t feel any cosmos nearby so it had to be the Aries Saint with his weird mind trick. There was only one other person he could think who would do that to him, and she was busy running errands for Athena.

‘Mu, this isn’t funny.’

‘What isn’t?’ the other Gold Saint replied telepathically.

‘The floating apple thing,’ Milo said, keeping an eye on the apple when it started disappearing like someone was eating it.

‘If this isn’t an emergency, I need to go back to repairing Aiolos’ gold cloth,’ Mu replied curtly before closing off the connection.

Milo’s eyes widened. It was a ghost! Without wasting a second, he sprinted into the Aquarius temple, nearly plowing over the owner of said temple. He started shaking the poor man. “There’s a ghost outside your temple!”

Out of all the things that would scare a Gold Saint, it had to be a ghost. They dealt with far worse and scarier things than a ghost. Their duty placed them in constant danger, and here, Milo was afraid of something that might not even be there. Granted, they had seen far stranger things.

The icy saint decided to humor Milo for the moment. “Where outside my temple did you see this ghost?” He didn’t have time to think when he was pulled from that spot. It was a miracle that he managed to at least put on his armor. Too bad the other Gold Saint didn’t have his on, but they didn’t reach this status based on their good looks. They had talent.

“Here!” Milo pointed to absolutely nothing. He blinked a few times and frantically began searching for this said ghost while Camus debated whether or not to freeze his rear end for dragging him into this.

“I swear I saw it around here. You just watch!”

Once he was convinced, nothing could stop him, save Athena’s orders or being attacked or Camus being attacked or Hyoga being attacked. He was fond of the boy once he spent a lot of time around the boy’s teacher. That and it helped get into Camus’ good books after doing a lot of things he considered to be ‘stupid and irresponsible.’

“I’m going,” Camus replied, turning around and heading back into his temple. He put on his gold cloth for this? He didn’t take more than three steps before he felt someone grab his wrist.

“There!” Milo pointed off in a direction and then turned the shorter saint towards said object. Sadly, his timing was off, and it disappeared before Camus could get a good look at it. “It was there a second ago.” He pouted.

“I could say the same about your intelligence,” Camus coolly remarked.

“That was mean,” Milo pouted once more. He was about to go on another rant on how cold Camus could be when the Virgo Saint made an unexpected appearance. “Hey, Shaka, Camus is being mean to me.”

“Do I look like your mother?” Shaka replied.

“Maybe,” Milo teased.

“Hello Camus, Nyoka.”

“What? Isn’t she supposed to be running errands?” Milo inquired scratching his head.

“I am,” a voice replied.

“Who said that?”

Shaka shook his head. “You need to control your cosmos. You’re invisible again.”

“Aw man,” she groaned before appearing out of nowhere. “I thought I had it under control.”

“I believe you have found your ghost,” Camus replied and started heading back to his temple. He then remembered something. “You may pass.”

Meanwhile, Milo’s mind was still trying to grasp what happened. There were no ghosts? He swore he saw one eating an apple. Wait, ghosts didn’t need to eat, did they?

“Hey, Camus, wait up! Where are you going?”

“To find your brain. I think you left it here.”

“You’re so mean!”

Kingdom Hearts fan fic!

Sun, 15 Mar 2009 06:35:17 GMT

Title: Banana Pants
Author: Chibi Envy Chan
Rating: PG
Warning: Sora’s insanity
Pairing: None
Summary: Sora has his own ideas about recycling.

Disclaimer: I down own Kingdom Hearts.

Prompt: banana, Riku’s pants

Sora didn’t mind wasting things like time or munny so long as he was spending it with his friends. He could be so reckless at times. Riku, on the other hand, hated wasting things especially money, which was why he was in this predicament.

What in the seven hells was this yellow mess?

“Sora, what is this?”

“It’s pants!”

This yellow mess was pants? How was he supposed to wear this atrocity? Moreover, where was he supposed to put his legs? It looked all the same, squishy and… he didn’t know how to describe it.

“No, it’s banana peels mashed together.”

“But Riku, I was only doing what you wanted, recycling.”

The silver haired teen slapped his forehead.

“I meant recycle paper, plastic, metal, and aluminum, not fruit produce.”

“Oh. Why didn’t you say so?”

This must his punishment for going to the darkness…

Really.

Saint Seiya fan fic!

Sun, 15 Mar 2009 06:33:04 GMT

Title: Brain Shipping
Author: Chibi Envy Chan
Rating: PG
Warning: Milo’s insanity
Pairing: Milo/Camus friendship
Summary: Milo has a brilliant idea.
Disclaimer: I down own Saint Seiya.

Prompt: Brain shipping.

Camus, Aquarius Saint, user of ice, second to last of the temples, was known for his reserved but cold nature. After all, it was his element.

He was also known for reading books and not just stories. Camus liked reading the ‘boring’ books as Milo of Scorpio described it. He also liked teaching his students about what he has learned through his experience and wealth of knowledge, which was now why he was in this predicament.

“Milo! What is the meaning of this?” The saint stood outside the Scorpio temple, a migraine forming whenever this particular saint had a bright idea.

“Meaning of what? I didn’t pull any pranks.”

Once again, Camus questioned his sanity on why he became friends with him of all people. They were complete opposites, but somehow, that weasel managed to break down his barriers and penetrated his heart, making a nice comfy spot there.

“This.” The Aquarius Saint held out a box which held a…

brain.

At least, it was plastic.

“Oh, I remembered you were fascinated about the human body, and they were having a great sale so I thought you might like to teach your apprentice about the human body.”

“… You do realize Hyoga is in Japan?”

“When he comes back.”

“Ok.”

Sometimes, Camus wondered if Milo needed the brain more than he did.

Loveless fan fic!

Sun, 15 Mar 2009 06:31:58 GMT

Title: Fun with Rubber Bands
Author: Chibi Envy Chan
Rating: PG
Warning: Kio abuse.
Pairing: None
Summary: Boredom strikes, a certain pair find a way to amuse themselves with an ordinary household object.
Disclaimer: I don't own Loveless.

A single light illuminated the single room, the only occupant working diligently on his masterpiece for school, wanting to get it perfect for the teacher. She wouldn’t accept anything less, however, his room mate managed to get good grades despite furiously working at the last second. He, on the other hand, was barely passing in spite of working ahead on it and completing it before it was due.

Three brush strokes later, he stood back and scrutinized every single square centimeter of it. The color needed to be balanced. The lighting needed to be just right. The shades…

Thwap!

The low noise startled him, almost causing him to run his brush across his almost masterpiece. Heart racing, he scanned the room for what caused that noise. When he didn’t see anything, he shrugged. It was late. His mind was probably playing tricks on him as usual.

With a long sigh, he went back to his painting when he heard another THWAP! This time it had been louder. He turned around to give that person a piece of his mean when he saw no one. This was strange. Maybe he shouldn’t be drinking before he pained.

Wait.

He hadn’t drunk any beer that night. Maybe he was hallucinating or their apartment was haunted. Either way, it wasn’t good for him.

In any case, he had better get back to work. He moved his paintbrush to continue where he left of when he screamed loudly.

Someone had messed up his flowers.

That took a long time for him to get the colors right. Whoever did it was going to pay big time. The artist looked down to find a rubber band.

“What?”

That was the biggest mistake of his life.

No sooner had he bent down, he felt several pinches on his rear. He yelped and stood up, ready to defend himself when he saw no one again. It was those cursed rubber bands.

This time the yelp shook the entire apartment and woke up the neighbors.

It also sent Soubi running out into the living area with his easel as a weapon.

“Youji, Natsuo, go back to bed.”

The sacrifice popped up from behind the couch. “But we’re not tired.”

“Then stop using Kio as your target practice. Some of us are trying to sleep.”

An indignant Kio glared from his position on the floor. He tried to speak but his voice cracked, causing the two to burst into peels of laughter.

“Fine, we’ll find something else to amuse ourselves,” Youji sighed. Ever since he discovered it, he found he loved shooting people with rubber bands. He tried it on Natsuo but since they didn’t feel anything, it wasn’t fun.

“It better not be Kio,” Soubi warned, not happy with being interrupted.

For all the pain, it was worth having Soubi defend him.

“His girlie screams can wake the dead.”

Or not.

Swords Apparently

Thu, 12 Mar 2009 04:05:26 GMT

Title: A Different Kind of Sword
Author: Chibi Envy Chan
Rating: T
Warning: Renji’s perverted mind. No spoilers.
Pairing: General though implied Ichigo/Hitsugaya
Summary: Renji overhears a conversation, which leads to different ideas.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach.

Humming a nameless tune, the assistant captain walked down the walkways on his way to the eleventh squad building. His friends had been planning on a guy’s night out at the local bar, which meant no Matsumoto. She protested against the idea until she heard what they planned on doing at said bar. Then she claimed she had to help her poor captain with his paperwork and fled.

Rather than going around the tenth squad building, he went through it. After all, he was friends with some of them though he wouldn’t call it friends. Actually, it was more like acquaintance. Yeah…

So as he made his way through his usual path, he heard something crash and looked over in that direction. He swore he heard Hitsugaya-taichou yelp. It sounded girlie, but he wasn’t about to risk his rear being frozen, thank you very much, or worse, little Renji. Another yelp caught his attention, but it wasn’t the yelp itself. It was the owner of the yelp, Kurosaki Ichigo. Why on Earth would the substitute shinigami be with Hitsugaya-taichou?

Renji debated whether not to risk being caught and knowing or being left out in the dark again. Against his better judgment, he snuck up to the door (hiding his reiatsu) and listened carefully.

“How do you expect me to handle my sword?”

“Very carefully. Someone could get hurt, namely me,” an irate taichou said in exasperation.

“Tch, you’ve had worse injuries before now hold still.”

Creak!

“Watch it! Your sword is huge!”

“Hey, I’m doing the best I can. You try having one this size.”

“Are you saying mine is short?”

Growl.

“And thin. It looks so delicate.”

“Watch it, Kurosaki. At least, I know how to properly use mine.”

“It’s not that hard. I haven’t had the same training as you. It’s self-taught.”

“No wonder why you’re so clumsy with it. It’s too wide and long.”

THUUUDDDD!!!

“What was that?”

Two pairs of feet hurried to the door, and it was suddenly yanked open to find Renji sporting a nosebleed.

“Abarai, what are you doing?” a fully clothed Toushiro inquired, his arms crossed over his small chest.

“Nothing! Nothing at all!” The fukutaichi stood up and hastily paid his proper respect to the taichou. “I was on my way to see Ikakku.”

“Carry on, and you might want to do something about that nosebleed.”

“Of course, Hitsugaya-taichou.”

“I still don’t see why I need to learn the proper way to clean my sword.”

Toushiro sighed. “And this is why you’ll find yourself back to the swords smith or Urahara-sama’s shop.”

‘I gotta stop hanging out with them,’ Renji thought as he accepted the cloth from Ichigo grudgingly.

Who ever thought cleaning a sword could sound so dirty?

Because I Can

Wed, 11 Mar 2009 05:01:18 GMT

I also wanted to try out my new icons. That and I felt like I needed to update the situation of writing.

Between Puppies and Angels - procrastinating on typing but it will be done one way or another

Ice Cold Fires - done just gotta type it up

Kadaj Chronicles - debating whether or not to discontinue it

Renji's fic - on hiatus

Other Projects

I have to go look up what I was planning on writing.

My Reference

Sat, 07 Mar 2009 03:01:46 GMT

Fic Schedule

Kingdom Hearts – Sunday

Bleach – Monday

Loveless – Tuesday

Final Fantasy VII – Wednesday

Saint Seiya – Thursday

Rest – Friday

Fullmetal Alchemist – Saturday

Rest

Angel Diary

Angelic Layer

Ayashi no Ceres

Beyblade

Black Knight

Cardcaptor Sakura

Chobits

Chrno Crusade

Demon Diary

Detective Conan

Digimon

Dragonball Z

Escaflowne

Evangelion

Eyeshield 21

FAKE

Fruits Basket

Gravitation

Gundam Wing

Harry Potter

Hikaru no Go

Inu Yasha

Legend of the Dragoon

Lord of the Rings

Love Hina

Mahou Sensei Negima

Medabots

Naruto

Once Piece

Paradise Kiss

Pokemon

Prince of Tennis

Princess Princess

Ragnarok

Ranma 1/2

Sailor Moon

Sengoku Nights

Shaman King

Spirited Away

Spriggan

Tenchi Muyo

Tokyo Mew Mew

Trigun

Trinity Blood

Vampire Knight

Vampire Princess Miyu

Virus Buster Serge

Weiss Kreuz

Witch Hunter Robin

Wolf’s Rain

Withering Wasteland

Xxxholic

Yu Yu Hakusho

Yu-Gi-Oh

Zatch Bell

Work Sucks

Fri, 06 Mar 2009 06:16:32 GMT

Every month, we have what we call monthlies, where our units send in a lot of specimens for us to process. This means we have to work more hours and yeah, you get the point. In any event, we used to work ten hour shifts, but in order to get everything done (or as much done), we have changed to the twelve hour shifts.

Yay!

Not really. I'm tired, and I just want the weekend to come. Work isn't fun during these days.

But that's not the point. Our CLS (who I won't name) has been holding a specimen for almost a week since she wants to run it in batches. We don't receive enough of this particular test so she wanted to save it up until we have enough....

BUT!

The doctor called and wanted the results in by a certain time. She is the only one who can run the machine since the other CLS needs to be trained on the machine. In any event, she doesn't want to come in and run the test. She is the one who held the test when she should have run it a long time ago. Now, I'm not even sure if the specimen is still good to use. Meh.

She'll blame it on someone else as always.

Craving

Fri, 27 Feb 2009 06:39:17 GMT

I want some Bleach and Final Fantasy VII icons...

If someone is willing to share, these are the series that I would like... though not mandatory that people share:

Ayashi no Ceres
Beyblade
Bleach
Cardcaptor Sakura
Detective Conan (Case Closed)
Digimon
Dragonball
Dragonball Z
Escaflowne
Evangellion
Eyeshield 21
F.A.K.E.
Final Fantasy VII (no CloudxTifa or VincentxYuffie)
Furuba (Fruits Basket)
Gundam Wing
Harry Potter
Hikaru no Go
Inu Yasha
Kingdom Hearts
Kyou Kyou Maoru
Lord of the Rings
Loveless
Medabots
Naruto
Negima
One Piece
Pokemon (no humans)
Prince of Tennis
Princess Princess
Saint Seiya (Knights of the Zodiac)
Shaman King
Shinzo
Spirited Away
Vampire Knight
Wolf's Rain
Yu Yu Hakusho
Yu-Gi-Oh
Zoids

It's a miracle!

Mon, 16 Feb 2009 03:01:29 GMT

Update! Update! Update!

Woot!

Procrastination sucks, but there's an update for Between Angels and Puppies.

Toushiro: It's about time.

Don't get too comfy. Your series of drabbles just needs to be typed.

Toushiro: *debate whether or not to flee for his sanity*

Kadaj: *is currently drawing a decapitated Hojo*

Yazu: *writes a gruesome story on the death of Hojo*

Loz: *is making a sculpture out of clay*

Toushiro: *sees them* Do I want to know?

Yes! I told them they need to be more creative. You know pursue more... um... creative hobbies!

Toushiro: I am quite disturbed by the results.

Well, it's better than them actually killing or torturing him. Think of all the blood we'll have to remove.

Toushiro: *nod* *nod* *nod* Wait, I'd have to perform a konso if he died so I suppose it's a good thing.

You bet.

Toushiro: Why am I the only Bleach cast here?

Because you're cute?

Reno: *has finally freed himself from that chair* Good, at least there is one sane person around here.

Are you calling me insane?

Reno: I'm calling you a sadist.

Good enough.

Reno: I rest my case.

Toushiro: I have no comments.

Reno: Have you seen Vincent around? He promised he'd train me.

For what?

Reno: *rolls eyes* Guns!

Toushiro: I heard you couldn't hit the broad side of a...

Reno: Don't even go there.

Toushiro: You have bad aim.

It applies to every aspect of his life. He can't get his pee in the toilet.

Reno: ><# That was only once, and I was drunk!

How would you know if you were drunk?

Reno: Rude told me afterwards.

Toushiro: *isn't liking where this conversation is going* I'm going to see what the others are up to.

Reno: Hey wait!

*looks at the others*

Bleach Fic

Sat, 07 Feb 2009 06:01:36 GMT

Title: Thoughts of an Ice Dragon
Pairing(s): IchiHitsu
Rating: PG-13 (to be safe)
Summary: Toushiro’s thoughts wander and fall on a certain strawberry.

Warnings: Spoilers if you haven’t seen the soul society arc. Unbeta-ed.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Bleach or any characters in it.

Toushiro understood many things being a child prodigy and all, but there was one thing or rather one person he never understood, Kurosaki Ichigo. For all his denseness and inability to sense reiatsu, he was a decent guy who fought for everyone especially those he cared about...

which was what drawn Toushiro to him.

The loud mouth shinigami had saved Kuchiki Rukia from being execute. He, on the other hand, couldn't save Momo, the one whom he considered to be a sister. The taichou knew her from before they became shinigami, yet, this substitute shinigami saved someone he barely knew.

From the reports he read while in the fourth division (while conscious), Toushiro was able to catch up with the latest news. He knew that Gin Ichimura had been involved somehow, but he hadn’t suspected the other two taichous to be involved. In fact, they were the two he least suspected. How a fool he was to trust Aizen! He played right into his hands, and it nearly cost him his adopted sister. Hopefully, she would survive this and with her mind in tact.

The tenth squad taicho wanted to bang his head on the wall, to strangle himself, to repent for not seeing it earlier, but that was the past and nothing could be done. He had to make do with what he had and prevent Aizen from completing his plan, whatever that might be.

As hard as he tried, he couldn’t think of anything that the former taicho would want. He had the sphere and all the power it contained. For all its strength, he could take over soul society whenever he wanted. They were scrambling to take care of the wounded and restore order. It would be a perfect time to strike, but he had yet to make a move.

It was as if he was waiting for the right time, or he could be taunting them. He decided when and where it would happen. He had control. They were helpless to stop him should he decide to attack them with full strength. While they had the numbers, two of them were tactical geniuses with taichou level strength.

Still, they still had time to recover and formulate some plan. Anything was better than nothing. He racked his brains trying to figure out something that would give them a slight edge. No one in the soul society stuck out in his mind. All the taichou were capable of defending themselves and others, but they could fight for so long, and Ukitake-taichou had his limits with his illness.

Then his eyes fell upon Kurosaki Ichigo.

While Toushiro found Ichigo to be annoying and foolish, he respected him, his power and courage. It was something he wanted to be, someone who was powerful enough to protect those he loved and brave enough to go against the odds.

"Oy, what are you staring at?"

"Nothing." The child prodigy blushed slightly and turned his head away, denying that he was staring at the substitute shinigami.

"Whatever."

As clueless as ever... That was what made him adorable.

Did he just think that? It couldn't be. He had feelings for... Toushiro racked his mind for anyone he might be attracted to and ended up with no one. His second in command annoyed him to death and Momo was like a sister to him.

But Ichigo was neither.

Perhaps, he would figure out their relationship one day, but for now, he'd enjoy the strawberry's presence...

even if it was kind of annoying.

Seme or Uke

Thu, 15 Jan 2009 06:22:03 GMT

You are a Sadistic Seme! 
It takes a special kind of uke to appreciate the punishment you dish out. Making them beg for mercy is what you're all about. You give your uke the gift of pain, and the louder their moans are, the more satisfied with the relationship you'll be. It's no fun if they don't struggle, and struggle and torture is what the Dramatic Uke, your perfect match, lives for.
Most compatible with: Dramatic Uke 
Least compatible with: Everyone else
What seme or uke are you? Take the experience at <a href="http://www.semeuke.com" target=_blank>SemeUke.com</a>, or find merchandise <a href="http://www.gesshoku.org" target=_blank>here</a>.

T-T Why am I always getting seme? I am far from it. I wonder what Seph, Zack, Cloud, Angeal, and Genesis would get on it.

Update when?

Sat, 20 Dec 2008 03:03:54 GMT

Update will be tomorrow. I'm not sure what time, but she will spend tomorrow typing it. You see with two of us working on it, it's hard to figure out who has the copy so we just write it on paper and then one of us types it out. This time, it's her turn as I'm going to be doing a few things this Saturday.

So anyways, coauthor doesn't like being referred to as minion. She expressed it as in a newspaper to Chibi's head repeatedly. *sighs* Will be referring to her as Dark Magician or Dark as that's her favorite Duel Monster. She likes Yu-Gi-Oh. I'm going to eventually get her addicted to anime... Mwuahaahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

She has her choir, I have mine. Mine will be from Final Fantasy VII. Hers is from Bleach.

On that same note, I have an announcement! To keep everyone happy, I'm going to be adding a fifth person to my choir. Everyone, welcome Reno the Turkey!

Reno: I so hate you. *glares*

Yazu: *eyes Reno like a piece of meat*

Reno: *tries to hide behind Vincent*

Dark's choir consists of...

Hitsugaya Toshiro.

Toshiro: Hi.

Kurosaki Strawberry!

Strawberry: ><# It's ICHIGO!

Abarai Renji!

Renji: *points and snickers*

Strawberry: Pineapple.

Renji: *glares at Ichigo* Say what?

Kuchiki Byakuya!

Byakuya: How did I involve myself in this?

And last but not least, Ukitake Juushiro!

Juushiro: *offers candy* Want some Shiro-chan?

Toshiro: No thanks. *though really wants some*

They will be cosplaying Amarissia's choir!

Bleach people: ._.

For Sephiroth, we have Byakuya!

Byakuya: *exhales with relief*

For Angeal, we have Juushiro!

Juushiro: I will strive to uphold his honor.

For Cloud, we have Toshiro!

Toshiro: Is it because I'm short and have gravity defying hair?!

For Zack, we have Renji!

Renji: Eh, it's not that bad.

For Genesis, we have Strawberry!

Strawberry: ><# Why am I stuck with the crappy part?

Vincent: Don't let him hear you say that.

Strawberry: Pffft. Like I care.

This happened today... oddly enough.

Update! Update! Update!

Fri, 19 Dec 2008 06:12:55 GMT

Wooot! *dances around* Last weekend, I managed to make an update (with the help of my minion who shall remain nameless) and get all the fluffiness that I promised. I luffs protective Angeal and confused puppy and out of it chocobo! Minion and I have been writing during our breaks and whenever we can so that we can get you the next chapter this weekend. I'm hoping we can post up an unbeta-ed version by Saturday at the latest, but we'll see. It may end up being Sunday. DX

Vincent: This is highly disturbing.

When am I not highly disturbing?

Vincent: ... *is so pwned*

Kadaj: XDDD Vincent got pwned!

Yazu: That isn't a proper word.

Loz: I like that word.

It is cause I say it is.

Yazu: ... I agree with the vampire.

Vincent: *sighs* How many times must I tell you, I'm not a vampire or creature of the night.

Loz: *gets a very close look at Vincent's face* You have sharp, pointy teeth!

Vincent: They are called canines. Everyone has them.

Kadaj: But I bet they aren't as sharp as yours.

Yazu: You're seeing things.

Loz: T-T

Yazu: *goes to comfort Loz as usual*

Kadaj: .... I'm going to mess with the Turkeys. *leaves*

Vincent: I'm so glad I retired.

Updates!

Thu, 11 Dec 2008 05:34:07 GMT

Woot!

Okay, I'm almost done typing up the next chapter for Between Angels and Puppies. My coauthor is hard working on the next chapter or at least part of it. I'll probably end up editing it after her.

The label maker will come up eventually. I'll probably end up writing it, and friend may or may not edit, depending on her mood and availability.

Kadaj: What about my fic?

Erm... hiatus?

Kadaj: I want my fic!

I want my PSP back. >>U

Kadaj: *is playing FFVII: Crisis Core* Fine! *hands it over*

XDDD Yay!

Chibi's Choir

Wed, 10 Dec 2008 06:40:45 GMT

Because they wanted air time, and I'm not writing any of their fics.

Kadaj: *is too busy petting and playing with Chibi's waja pups to even care*

Loz: *attempts to play with said pups but ends up getting bitten several times and wails before running over to Yazu*

Yazu: *sighs and plays nurse to an injured Loz*

Kadaj: *smirks*

Yazu: Quit teaching them to attack Loz.

Kadaj: *sticks out his tongue* Make me.

... *eyes Kadaj* No treats.

Kadaj: But... but.... but...

No buts either.

Kadaj: Fine. *pouts*

Loz: *sniffles*

Yazu: There, there, it's ok. I won't let them hurt you.

Awwww.... You'll make a good mother.

Yazu: ... Who ever said I'll be the female in the relationship?

Your appearance screams uke.

Yazu: I resent that.

Would you rather be called granny instead?

Yazu: I hate you.

You're so cute!

Loz: I think you're cute too.

Yazu: *blush*

XDDD

Yazu: *pokes Vincent* You're part of the choir. Say something!

Vincent: Something.

Yazu: That's not what I meant.

Vincent: *goes back to his reading*

Typical day.

Wajas

Tue, 09 Dec 2008 03:52:37 GMT

T-T Finally at last, I have my custom wajas. *sniffles* It took so long as they had the rollback and whatnot, but I gots them back again! *dances around with joy*

Plus, I'm getting a few more customs. They look like foxes and are going to be so CUTE! Yes, I use the word cute. Got a problem with it? >3

In any case, if you're wondering where the hell is Chibi and why isn't there any updates, that's the reason why. I'm so addicted to wajas, it's ridiculous.

Oh, if you're on there, I'm cave #77459. My partner in crime might be on. She helps me with my inventory and is starting to help me write the story, which is why the next chapter is coming up faster. We think alike.

Chibi Envy Chan

Chibi Adventures

Mon, 08 Dec 2008 01:41:13 GMT

I have returned from my trip to Walt Disney California Adventure in once piece. My favorite part hands down has got to be the Twilight Tower. It was an awesome ride. Up and down, up and down. You never know when it's going to be a slow descent or a quick drop. It was scary. XD I had so much fun on it. Tried to get bro to go, but he doesn't do thrill rides. His loss.

My second favorite part has to be the animation academy. We drew Jack Skellington. I think that's how you spell his last name. ._. Correct me if I'm wrong. It was rather easy for me. Then again, they probably wouldn't use any hard characters since a lot of people haven't taken art classes like I have so yeah... I also liked the parade too. It was the Pixar Parade. Recorded the whole thing on my camera and still had room to spare as I was taking pictures after the parade.

In any event, we were tired after doing so much walking. I wanted the Jack Skellington lights, but they sold it during Halloween. In other words, they were out and weren't going to be stocking them any time soon. What a bummer. I found them to be cute.

Today we went to China Town. I got some awesome but cheap swords. The guy owner took his time with me, allowing me to look at them and ask question. The girl one took the sword away as soon as the guy went to help other customers and said I should go look in another store. WTF? What was her problem? Anyways, guy came back and was still nice so I bought the set. >>U Girl was rude though I didn't want the guy to suffer for her problems.

Am I being too nice?

I Ish Back

Sat, 06 Dec 2008 09:19:47 GMT

After going through a long drought and NaNoWriMo, I'm back writing Between Angel and Puppies. X.x Tis very hard to get back into writing after falling out of it, but now I love writing so no worries. I should have the next chapter up this weekend or mid next week. I wanted to get this out sometime November, but I kept procrastinating...

Yazu: Grandma?

Yes, Grandma. In case you're wondering, I dressed up as Yazu for Halloween, and that's what I ended up being called.

Yazu: *sputters profusely* Are you on crack? I'm not a grandma.

Loz: I think you look pretty.

Yazu: ... Thanks?

Kadaj: *points and laughs at Yazu*

Yazu: Oh hush, they'd say the same thing about you too.

*nods* They'll say that about any silver or white haired person.

Kadaj: ... Permission to kill them? *tries to give the puppy eyes*

>>U No, I actually need them for work so I don't get loaded down.

Kadaj: *pouts*

Yazu: *tries to sneak away*

Vincent!

Vincent: *catches Yazu*

Yazu: *grumbles*

*massages temples*