*clack... clack... clack*
You hear the slight soft faint foot steps and the crack of knuckles coming from deep at the end of the dark road and alleyway from where you stand. You see the glint of two dessert eagle handguns emerging from the shadows... your view pans upward and you find yourself looking at a kitsune mask...
"What's this eerie feeling...?"
You can't see behind the mask, but you can just feel this chilling aura and cold presence emanating from this person who just came from the shadows... You sense their hollow eyes staring towards you... their insane smirk penetrate through the mask and into you...
Your body freezes from the tension between the distance you two and your breathing becomes shallow. The awkward silence taking over...
This person seems familiar... This person who seems to have given up their name... You can feel their dead stare from behind the mask's smile... as if they are holding back immense pain and suffering... This person with a past wanting to be long forgotten and with a future vastly uncertain... You feel fear, not so much from them but coming from inside of you... You can't see it but you can feel it... your fear, their sadness, hurt and pain... You can't help but feel like you've seen or heard of this person before... from where?
Your mind suddenly frantic with thoughts as you are overwhelmed by this person's presence... are they even human? The heavy feeling in the air overwhelms you and takes you as you struggle to breath and you find yourself unable to escape the oncoming maddness from your head... you can't help but to keep your gaze at them... Your thoughts twisting... maybe if you gave up your life and soul this person can gain their's back...
---what am I thinking?!... Try as you might to shake these thoughts, you can't... your struggling only pulling you in further...
You are shocked at how deep you are being taken in by this silence... You want to turn and run, but you can't... you are frozen in your place... Why aren't you moving? This person means business... you scared for whomever is on their list? Or are you scared because you know you're on it and next?
*...gulp* You try to catch your breath between each heartbeat... You keep feeling the cold stare and dead smirk coming from behind the mask... you can't turn away... You can feel all their pain, hurt, frustration, sadness from behind the dead eyes wanting to be released... wanting to be taken out...
"...on who?" The chilling sweat starts to drip down your face... you know who...
You suddenly see the glint of the gun flash briefly before your eyes and in a blinking second you find yourself staring down the dark hole which is the barrel of the gun... seeing nothing but the darkness and cold nothingness that is about to swallow and overwhelm you and your soul...
"...*gasp*" A slight gasp escapes your lips... you realize something and let out in a raspy soft voice...
"...Y-you! You are suppose to be dead... you're suppose to be gone!" "... ... ..." no response and only the loud silence in return... Then suddenly... it's over... the darkness takes you in... in your last moment of consciousness and sanity you realize...
She's back... the asian assassin...
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Yep, *insert sly grin n slight evil laughter here* for those of you who were lucky enough to have seen her and live to remember, she's back to kick some @$$ and bash in a few faces... let's hope you're still just as lucky ne? She's not alone this time tho and has a good friend from the shadows as well as a few alliances to help her out and back her up and wouldn't be very happy at all if anything were to happen to their lil kitsune here...
>D
This is jus somethin I wanted to get out... I am still busy with life n over things so this will have to tide you over for if and when I wanna get back...
To you close friends of mine, you're right this is quite a creative way to get out frustrations and stress...heh... (To a certain awesome fellow kick @$$ person: when ya visit can ya help me blow of steam n frustration by joinin me in punchin in a few faces and bashin in heads? >D)
*laughs a bit to self* Oh man I had forgotten about this feeling... May as well have some fun with it right? *points to mood emoticon here* I am not gonna be the one made to suffer... oh no...

"The Asian Assassin..."
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To quote Homer Simpson: "Your drawings look like the things they're supposed to look like."
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Nothing begins, and nothing ends, That is not paid with moan; For we are born in others pain And perish in our own.
Francis Thompson
1859-1907, British Poet
Anyway this girl has a history of tracing other people's art, so it's not surprising.
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To quote Homer Simpson: "Your drawings look like the things they're supposed to look like."
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I put love in my art. What about you?
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A mirror image
I am but one of two
I am but one of two who are one
So which am I? Am I the one or the other?
Am I the image in the mirror or am I the mirrors image?
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Favs are nice, but I like comments more.
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Favs are nice, but I like comments more.
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