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  <title>Ficka Ficka Paradise</title>
  <subtitle>Ero-Sennin</subtitle>
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    <name>Ero-Sennin</name>
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  <updated>2007-02-05T17:34:00Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____ero__sennin:44581</id>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2007-02-05T09:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-05T17:34:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-05T17:34:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/4856/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.rumandmonkey.com/tests/6/5/4856/19096.jpg" title="Don&amp;#39;t Fuck With Me Seme" alt="Don&amp;#39;t Fuck With Me Seme" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't Fuck With Me Seme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/4856/"&gt;Take Are you a Seme or an Uke? today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/testgen/"&gt;Personality Test Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;div&gt;Serious and to the point, and sometimes bordering on the sadistic, it takes a special breed of uke to satisfy your needs. You tend to be anti-social with little patience for most people. You need someone to challenge you and push you to your limits, and then be able to take the punishment you dish out, which frequently involves rope and alchohol. This is what makes the Badass Uke the yin for your yang, as you're the only one able to put them in line and satisfy each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we surprised?  I think not.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:____ero__sennin:44337</id>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2007-01-25T22:47:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-26T06:50:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-26T06:50:41Z</updated>
    <category term="bleach"/>
    <category term="dork spaz"/>
    <content type="html">This is mostly directed at Jamie who cares the most but anyone else feel free to look 'cuz it might be interesting okay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Bleach VAs announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulquiorria is Ky Kiske.  And Kougaiji.  Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yammy is Loz.  Fitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Grimmjow?  HOLLAND.  W.  T.  F.  Also Reno and Axel but HOLLAND.  WHUT, YO.  AND HUGHES FROM FMA.  THESE ARE ALL THE SAME GUY.  agijogagnaougna *sound of brain go poof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need an Arrancar icon.  Perhaps I shall get an Edorad one.  Confused-Lesbian-Soi will have to do. [/random soliloquy]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLAND JAGGERJACK AHAHAHA~!</content>
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    <title>Porcelain Pieces [11 - Broken Toy]</title>
    <published>2007-01-12T07:11:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-12T07:11:16Z</updated>
    <category term="ino/sakura"/>
    <category term="30 dogpile"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Porcelain Pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom:&lt;/b&gt; Naruto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Ino/Sakura/Naruto/Hinata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; OT4.  Yuri.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; 657&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prompt:&lt;/b&gt; 11 - "Broken Toy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; I'm gonna end up doing something angsty, I can just feel it.  Might as well get it out of the way now.  Besides, I need some Saku-centric stuff after virtually ignoring her in my last entry.  Must get better grip on her character D&amp;lt;  Also, forgive my attempt at being poetic.  I know it probably sucks, but I wanted to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's a summer morning in the year of nostalgia, and porcelain pieces lay shattered on the floor.  Blue sadness envelops the world, betrayal, agony.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a summer morning, ten years later, and the streets are filled with people, happy, talking, cheerful.  She walked the streets, watching people pass, years honing her observance to a razor's edge.  Shopping was her mission, Ino insisting that when Naruto wasn't around it was &lt;i&gt;her&lt;/i&gt; job, and she better go do it or she'd be sleeping on the &lt;i&gt;couch&lt;/i&gt; tonight.  So, while butting heads with Ino was usually her favorite pastime, Sakura relented this day and took to the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Broken apologies tumble from her lips, half-formed and half-scared and all pathetic.  And still those sky-blue eyes turn to sorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stops when she sees it in the window.  Suddenly she's seven years old again, and it is serendipity, not coincidence but surely something greater.  It's that day.  Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"S-Sakura!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gasp, affronted, shocked, appalled.  The name of a friend leaves her lips as a curse, a vile and despicable thing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens years it's been and it's ten years ago.  Whole, untouched by vapors of memory, unmarred by the past.  Without fracture, without scratch.  Gleaming.  Nostalgia shine, but this is real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In the icy depths, anger kindles, smoking, flickering, growing heat and feeding off the chill of betrayal, death wood of ruined ties.  Porcelain becomes flint, and her eyes are the furnace gates, taking heat, making rage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes into the shop, and picks it up, smells it, feels it, &lt;i&gt;sees&lt;/i&gt; it, real and true.  The owner smiles as she wraps it up, and Sakura blushes, suddenly shamed, embarrassed, a child.  The blush doesn't leave her cheeks as she walks back home, and she leans her head down, hoping no one notices, no one sees.  Sees the regret in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"How could you do that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flinch.  Recoil.  Shy away from the blow of sonic sharpness, vehement in vengeance, breaking ice pouring forth the fire in her soul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ino sits on the bed in her underwear and Hinata is in front of her, eyes closed and body boneless.  She brandishes the hairbrush like a sword, like her flower sheers, like her eyes and her words and her smile.  A perfect weapon.  Undefeatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groceries sit on the kitchen table, all but for one bag, and Sakura holds it out.  Eyes downcast.  Cheeks furious red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Sakura!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shout demands answers, answers to questions shrouded in mystery, half-asked and in a language she doesn't understand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sakura?" Ino asks, looking up from her work as she runs the brush through Hinata's hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I didn't...I didn't mean to!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protest.  Plead.  Pray it is all a dream, it is all forgotten.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For you," she says softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The doll lies in porcelain pieces.  Eyes glare glassy from different angles, and the smile is painted, false, pained, lying.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doll tumbles into Ino's hand.  Its eyes are bright and clear, and it smiles bright and cheerful, sunny in its powder pink dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I hate you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her soul is dashed, porcelain pieces on the ground.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sakura, I love it," Ino smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her soul sings, time sealing the cracks in its porcelain shell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'm sorry..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whisper, soft like butterfly wings, like silk promises, unheard and unknown and unwanted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry," she whispers, and Ino looks at her with questioning eyes, unknowing and unaware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I'll never forgive you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a summer morning in the year of nostalgia, and Sakura watches her best friend storm away, friendship lying dead like the doll on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to follow, chase, but porcelain pieces slice her feet and she cries.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I forgive you, stupid," Ino laughs.  "For whatever it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a summer day ten years later, and Sakura watches her best friend brush tangles out of their lover's hair, friendship tempered by love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more shall porcelain pieces cut her feet, and no more tears shall fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ino..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ino..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>30 Dogpile Themes Chart</title>
    <published>2007-01-07T20:12:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-19T06:17:53Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1.	Glowing&lt;br /&gt;2.	Strong&lt;br /&gt;3.	Dessert&lt;br /&gt;4.	Satin&lt;br /&gt;5.	Handcuffs&lt;br /&gt;6.	Memories&lt;br /&gt;7.	Kiwi&lt;br /&gt;8.	Lost in a crowd&lt;br /&gt;9.	Headlights&lt;br /&gt;10.	Beer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/43929.html"&gt;11.	Broken Toy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.	Catch me&lt;br /&gt;13.	Stake in the future&lt;br /&gt;14.	Good looking jeans&lt;br /&gt;15.	Hats&lt;br /&gt;16.	Bloodstained snow&lt;br /&gt;17.	Take out food&lt;br /&gt;18.	Singing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;19.	Joy&lt;br /&gt;20.	Infatuation&lt;br /&gt;21.	Wrestling&lt;br /&gt;22.	Disappear&lt;br /&gt;23.	Snort&lt;br /&gt;24.	Ballroom Dancing&lt;br /&gt;25.	Necktie&lt;br /&gt;26.	Sweet like honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/43297.html"&gt;27.	Fish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.	Talking is not communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/44237.html#cutid1"&gt;29.	Pennies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.	24/7&lt;br /&gt;31.	I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;32.	Exotic Birds</content>
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    <title>Thirty For Three Themes Chart</title>
    <published>2007-01-05T18:06:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-05T21:07:17Z</updated>
    <category term="30 for 3"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/8275.html#cutid1"&gt;1: Bloodlines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/8620.html#cutid1"&gt;2: Kisses&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/14459.html#cutid1"&gt;3: Giving Up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/8949.html#cutid1"&gt;4: Surprise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/10154.html#cutid1"&gt;5: Love bites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: If only&lt;br /&gt;7: Hugs&lt;br /&gt;8: Babies&lt;br /&gt;9: Talking over Distance&lt;br /&gt;10: Rent&lt;br /&gt;11: Snowfall&lt;br /&gt;12: Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/9251.html#cutid1"&gt;13: Irritating people&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14: Fobidden&lt;br /&gt;15: Stop that&lt;br /&gt;16: Pillows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/9574.html#cutid1"&gt;17: Fever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/14758.html#cutid1"&gt;18: Clouds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19: Time&lt;br /&gt;20: Far away&lt;br /&gt;21: Naptime&lt;br /&gt;22: Remembering&lt;br /&gt;23: If it wasn't you...&lt;br /&gt;24: Dreaming&lt;br /&gt;25: Looking&lt;br /&gt;26: Hidden&lt;br /&gt;27: Fluffy things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://users.livejournal.com/____ero__sennin/9022.html#cutid1"&gt;28: Get out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29: Tattoo&lt;br /&gt;30: Touch&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-12-31T07:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T15:05:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T15:07:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="padding:16px;border:4px double #fff;text-align:center;background:#ada;color:#000"&gt;In 2007, &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://____ero__sennin.livejournal.com"&gt;____ero__sennin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; resolves to...&lt;div style="background:#fff; margin:8px 8px 16px 8px; padding:8px; color:#000; border:#ada double 4px"&gt;Ask my boss for a fanfic.&lt;br&gt;Backup my zexion regularly.&lt;br&gt;Take evening classes in hentai.&lt;br&gt;Become a better riku.&lt;br&gt;Go to the rumble roses every month.&lt;br&gt;Spend more time with my threesomes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/newyear" method="get"&gt;Get your own &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/newyear"&gt;New Year's Resolutions&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;input type="text" name="user" style="background: #fff url(&amp;#39;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&amp;#39;) no-repeat scroll 0px 1px; padding-left: 18px; color: rgb(0, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Aaaaaaahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will totally take those evening Hentai classes.  And I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; been neglecting my threesomes...;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding:16px;border:4px dotted #fff;text-align:center;background:#ddd;"&gt;On the twelfth day of Christmas, &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://____ero__sennin.livejournal.com"&gt;____ero__sennin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sent to me...&lt;div style="background:#fff; margin:8px 8px 16px 8px; padding:8px; color:#000"&gt;&lt;div style="color:#0a0; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Twelve &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;tsun_gingetsu&lt;/b&gt;s drumming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#a00; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Eleven &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;ravenspear&lt;/b&gt;s piping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#0a0; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Ten &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;iwantriku&lt;/b&gt;s a-leaping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#a00; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Nine &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;xiao_baka&lt;/b&gt;s dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#0a0; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Eight &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;spikora&lt;/b&gt;s a-milking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#a00; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Seven &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;kageling&lt;/b&gt;s a-swimming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#0a0; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Six xemnas a-laying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#fa0; font-weight:bold; font-size:1.5em; padding:2px"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Five thre-e-e-eesomes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#0a0; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Four rumble roses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#a00; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Three crack couples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#0a0; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;Two kingdom hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color:#a00; font-weight:bold; padding:2px"&gt;...and an axel in a kairi/selphie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/12days" method="get"&gt;Get your own &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/12days"&gt;Twelve Days&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;input type="text" name="user" style="background: #fff url(&amp;#39;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&amp;#39;) no-repeat scroll 0px 1px; padding-left: 18px; color: rgb(0, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIIIIIIVE THREEEE-EEEE-SOMMEEEES~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, Selphie/Axel/Kairi.  New crack ship.  Yus.</content>
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    <title>To Date or not To Date? [Tru/Sara, Tru Calling/CSI]</title>
    <published>2006-12-31T07:29:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-31T07:29:56Z</updated>
    <category term="csi"/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Title&lt;/b&gt;: To Date or not To Date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fandom&lt;/b&gt;: Tru Calling/CSI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;: PG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pairing&lt;/b&gt;: Tru/Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings&lt;/b&gt;: Femmeslash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count&lt;/b&gt;: 617&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N&lt;/b&gt;: It's CRAP I know and I can't write Sara for crap but dammit it's DONE UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So who's the girl, huh?  One of your dead people?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tru sighed and dropped her hand from the earring she was adjusting to stare flatly at her brother, who was stretched out on her couch.  Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Feet off my couch, Harrison," she said, not so much a demand as a weary plea.  She had long ago given up actually changing Harrison's behaviour, but still tried now and then to lead him on a better path.  "And no, she's just...a friend.  I'm going out with her to dinner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrison lay flat with his hands cradled behind his head, then leaned up on one elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're going on a date with a girl?" he said incredulously.  "Tru, why didn't you tell me?  You know I'd be here for you in this kinda thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not a date, Harry," she scoffed.  "She's just new in town.  Wanted to make friends."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So she hit on you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sighed again.  "No, it's not like that.  I just bumped into her in the hallway at the morgue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What, she's got a dead friend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's a cop.  Police station's upstairs, remember?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dating a coworker?  You sure that's, y'know, wise?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tru looked at him flatly and arched an eyebrow, and he shot her a sulky look in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How many times do I have to tell you, Harry?  It's not a date!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harrison just smiled to himself as he lay on her couch.  "Whatever you say, sis.  Whatever you say."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You...You going somewhere?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She turned over her shoulder to look at Davis, draping her lab coat up at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hm?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He coughed and stuffed his hands in his lab coat pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it's just...you look kinda dressed up, and...I-I dunno, I guess you look like you're going on a...a date or something," he finished, laughing slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brows furrowed and she frowned.  "What makes you think it’s a date?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I'm...I'm sorry, I didn't...sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, really," she said, crossing her arms and leaning back against the wall.  "What makes you think it's a date?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"W-Well, you're...uh...you're," Davis stammered.  "You're...dressed nicer than usual.  And you seem...happier, I think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I...met a new friend," Tru replied, grasping a little for that bit of reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And it's not...it's not a...'date-friend'?" he said suspiciously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, Davis, definitely just a normal friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly there came a rap at the window, and the two looked over to see a woman there, waving.  Tru waved back; it was Sara, looking good and smiling widely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's my &lt;i&gt;date&lt;/i&gt;," she said, grinning smugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Davis looked more flustered than usual, then smiled and swatted his forehead.  "Well...jeez, Tru, you could've told me it was the new girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why, would that make it different?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well...yeah," Davis said, blinking, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.  "I mean, there was...there was that professor, and..." he trailed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Luc," Tru finished, expression cooling the most minute bit.  Time healed all wounds, but it hadn't been so terribly long since...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm...I'm really sorry," Davis stammered again, looking away.  "I shouldn't...I...You just go.  Have fun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to ask why that mattered, they mattered, why she couldn't still have a date with Sara, not caring what she'd told Harrison earlier.  Because hell, it's not as if her being Sara or Sean made any &lt;i&gt;difference&lt;/i&gt;, did it?  And it didn't help that she was now forced to look back, over every joke and jibe and grin and think, was that a &lt;i&gt;flirt?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she didn't ask, didn't say.  She just walked out the door into the hallway, and when Sara wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pressed a kiss to her cheek, she turned to the slack-jawed Davis and shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so she'd lied.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-12-28T01:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-27T09:50:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-27T09:51:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;I&lt;font size="2"&gt;F YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;1. Open your lib&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;rary (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)&lt;br /&gt;2. Put it on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;3. Press play&lt;br /&gt;4. For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br /&gt;5. When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br /&gt;6. No Cheating!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Opening Credits:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Kanyl - Tarmvred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Creepy, mostly instrumental, with a heavy techno-industrial feel that makes you feel very unsettled listening to it, with scary whispers in the background about red being the color of passion and rage and fire - fire - fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waking Up:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Keep on Liftin' - dj nagureo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I...I really have no idea what to say to this.&amp;nbsp; Other than the fact that I might wake up in east Harlem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Day At School:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Prologue ~To the Ancient Land~ - Koh Otani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Well, sometimes going to school feels like slaying a Colossus, so I guess this is appropriate.&amp;nbsp; I kinda wish I had the magic sword, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Falling In Love:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Bad Boyfriend - Garbage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;...No comment.&amp;nbsp; Just.&amp;nbsp; No comment.&amp;nbsp; Jamie will appreciate this, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breaking Up:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Our Time is Fading - Our Lady Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;If nothing else, the title seems to fit.&amp;nbsp; And it's damn good that Our Lady Peace got on my soundtrack, or I'd be pissed.&amp;nbsp; Kinda hoping for Hell Just Ain't the Same, though, admittedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Prom:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Desire For All That Is Lost - KHII OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;...My prom has KHII Battle music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life's OK:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Town Meeting Song - Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Um.&amp;nbsp; Well, this was Jack being happy after finding Christmas Town?&amp;nbsp; Or something?&amp;nbsp; Musicals suck at this, man.&amp;nbsp; Ensemble pieces, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mental Breakdown:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Broken - 12 Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Title says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driving:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Scars - Papa Roach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Apparently, I am driving AWAY from something.&amp;nbsp; Possibly the Battle-Prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flashback:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;If I Had $1000000 - Barenaked Ladies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a...certain nostalgic feel to it kinda?&amp;nbsp; Maybe looking back on bad romance or something?&amp;nbsp; Eh, fuck if I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Getting Back Together:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Zombie Crush - Groovie Ghoulies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Uh.&amp;nbsp; Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birth of Child:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;One-Winged Angel - FFVII: Advent Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;NO COMMENT.&amp;nbsp; NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wedding Scene:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Life Support - RENT Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;WTF, the AIDS center scene is my wedding music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Battle:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;The Time Warp - Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Best.&amp;nbsp; Final Battle.&amp;nbsp; EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death Scene:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Hana - Orange Range&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Well.&amp;nbsp; It IS kind of a depressed song.&amp;nbsp; If really pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funeral Song:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Possession - Sarah McLachlan&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Ugh, you bastards couldn't even play the acoustic version for me?&amp;nbsp; I love the Acoustic D:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;End Credits:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Should've Listened - Nickelback&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;THIS HAS BEEN THE WEIRDIST FUCKDAMN MOVIE EVER.&amp;nbsp; HERE'S SOME ANGSTY BREAKUP SONG FOR THE END.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-12-12T23:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T07:08:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T07:08:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Because I have NO LIFE WHATSOEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling [FF Remix]&lt;br /&gt;-Linkin Park, feat. DJ ERO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling in my skin&lt;br /&gt;These wounds have no Curaga&lt;br /&gt;Fear is how I fall&lt;br /&gt;Confusion aims Thundaga&lt;br /&gt;A--t me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s something inside me that pulls at all my pixels&lt;br /&gt;Poison, confusion&lt;br /&gt;This lack of Remedies I fear is never ending&lt;br /&gt;Darkness, I can't see&lt;br /&gt;To find my Stats again&lt;br /&gt;My Menu's closing in&lt;br /&gt;Without a guide or F.A.Q., I’m convinced&lt;br /&gt;there's just too many sidequests to take&lt;br /&gt;I’ve felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;So insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling in my skin&lt;br /&gt;These wounds have no Curaga&lt;br /&gt;Fear is how I fall&lt;br /&gt;Confusion aims Thundaga&lt;br /&gt;A--t me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stat ailments, endlessly have pulled themselves upon me&lt;br /&gt;Reaction Commands, sweet&lt;br /&gt;Against my will I stand beside my party members&lt;br /&gt;It’s berserker, I can't stop&lt;br /&gt;To find my Stats again&lt;br /&gt;My Menu's closing in&lt;br /&gt;Without a guide or F.A.Q., I’m convinced&lt;br /&gt;there's just too many sidequests to take&lt;br /&gt;I’ve felt this way before&lt;br /&gt;So insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling in my skin&lt;br /&gt;These wounds have no Curaga&lt;br /&gt;Fear is how I fall&lt;br /&gt;Confusion aims Thundaga&lt;br /&gt;A--t me&lt;br /&gt;Thundaga...A--t me!</content>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-12-08T16:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T00:50:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T00:50:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AXG3TLRA"&gt;SOMEBODY HELP ME DDDDD:!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tru Calling theme song.  Download away, folks!</content>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-12-01T23:20:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T07:20:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T07:20:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm spamming a lot of non-fic lately.  Woe.  But everyone who hasn't seen this HAS TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-12-01T20:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T04:17:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T04:17:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If My LJ Were Its Own Fandom:&lt;br /&gt;a. Who would people ship me with?&lt;br /&gt;b. Who would be my arch-nemesis?&lt;br /&gt;c. What would a Mary Sue in my fandom be like?&lt;br /&gt;d. When or how did I/will I jump the shark?&lt;br /&gt;e. Write a one sentence summary of the story that would win the Best Fanfic Award in my fandom.&lt;br /&gt;f. What would a typical badfic involve?&lt;br /&gt;g. Who would be the BNFs (Big Name Fans) in my fandom?&lt;br /&gt;h. Why would my fandom end up on fandom_wank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is gonna be fuuuuuuu~un.</content>
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    <title>What I do in Econ...</title>
    <published>2006-11-27T05:44:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">T for Temerity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think!&amp;nbsp; This is the time of thought and truth, to throw oneself upon the tines of terror and taste the tactile timidity of thee and thine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terrible truculence of that theocratic team that teaches and takes trust as tawdry this-and-that is too tough, talk the tiny, too towering to take down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through tabloid and taboo, they taint and typify tyranny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyrannicide is the task!&amp;nbsp; Thankless?&amp;nbsp; Think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this thesaurusizing is troublesome, trust in me, who you can call...T.</content>
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    <title>"The bitch had it coming," suspect says</title>
    <published>2006-10-23T21:38:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-23T21:41:29Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So, the first Bestiality arrest in Washington occured on Wednesday night.  A man was caught by his wife having sex with their four-year-old female Pit Bull Terrier.  She photographed it with her cell phone and called the police.  Normally, I wouldn't care enough about this to post it in my primarily writing-only journal, but one bit about it just stood out enough to warrant drawing my F-Lists attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was McPhail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, &lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newscloud.com/read/75253/"&gt;The article&lt;/a&gt;, for any interested.</content>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-10-15T14:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-15T21:55:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So, I'm posting this link mostly for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='gummybear_angel' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://gummybear-angel.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://gummybear-angel.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;gummybear_angel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s benefit, but anyone else who likes celtic/metal/rock kinda stuff might like it, too.  So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=0X8IEZBR"&gt;LOSER&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-10-05T16:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-06T00:54:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-06T04:57:58Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Flectere si Neqeuo Superos [If I can't move Heaven]&lt;br /&gt;ACHERONTA MOVEBO [I'LL RAISE HELL]&lt;br /&gt;An Organization XIII FST&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about everyone and their uncle has heard of Kingdom Hearts at this point, and one of the most prominant things in the fandom around it is the band of baddies from Chain of Memories and KHII: the Organization.  A group of Nobodies, hollow shells of humanity, they exist, and yet don't.  In fact, by all rights, they shouldn't.  But they do, and they'll do whatever it takes to become whole again.  Like the Pinocchios from Hell, they will become Real Boys and rip out your throat on their path to doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y48/UnbornLordXion/FSNSAMCover.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y48/UnbornLordXion/FSNSAMBackCover.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a problem for the Organization.  A little boy named Sora, with a big key and a bigger destiny, has come along, and could wreak epic havoc for their scheme.  Because while his mystical weapon is making their penultimate goal, the eponymous Kingdom Hearts, he'd probably have no qualms about destroying them, too.  So they do their best to wrap him to their side.  Unfortunately, Castle Oblivion, where they trap him, is full of snakes and traitors, and while the group is in uproar, he cuts through them with no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organization XIII, in what must be a matter of days, is brought down to Organization VIII.  And it doesn't take long for one to run away, leaving them VII.  They fight and scratch and keep trying to get Sora to bend to their will, but he's been told that they are nothing but empty, inhuman, monstrous shells with nothing resembling emotions.  They're fair game, and they're trying to hurt his friends and all the worlds.  So one by one, they fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while the leader of Organization XIII may have been in it for the power, for the glory, &lt;strike&gt;FOR DARKNESS!!!!&lt;/strike&gt;, the rest just wanted their hearts back.  Twice they've died, and never gotten to feel life again.  The Nobodies are left an ultimately tragic group &lt;strike&gt;even if it was hard as all hell getting some of them to stay down.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=W852L8SF"&gt;Le Chante Por Passer le Temps - Giovanni Mirabassi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xemnas, Number I in the Organization&lt;/b&gt;, the one who started it all, who made the very Heartless who would eventually destroy him.  Xemnas, once Ansem, once Xehanort, past unknown.  Smug, devious, and caluclating, he is the epitome of pride gone awry.  From his dark seduction of his comrades, to his rebellion against the authority of Ansem the Wise, to the way he half-unwittingly turns the world to Hell to get his own power, he is a Satanic character of the highest calibur.  But he's also elegant, cold, and a chatty sonuvabitch, so a lengthy piano piece suits him.  And like how they were instrumental in the creation of Heartless, Nobodies, and the Organization, the six apprentices have been given instrumental pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=3DOBZ5O1"&gt;Pistolero - Juno Reactor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xigbar, Number II, the Freeshooter.&lt;/b&gt;  Battle-scarred and graying at the temples, with an eyepatch and twin guns, he seems like every soldier-gone-wrong you've ever seen.  But then he starts busting out surfer slang and dancing on the walls, and you know that Xigbar is like nothing you've ever encountered before.  He's insane, raucous, clever, and a dead-eye with his light arrows.  So he gets the South-of-the-Border techno jam that introes with gunshots and has Gunslinger as its only lyric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=1AMA92AE"&gt;Beyond the Wasteland - Nobuo Uematsu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Xaldin, Number III, the Whirlwind Lancer.&lt;/b&gt;  Xaldin entered Beast's Castles an enigma, but in short order had the Beast under his thumb, his servants in the dungeon, and Belle fearing for her life.  Cold and brilliant, sly and devious, he slowly earns your trust while humming with silent menace, just like the slow cello that underscores the delicate piano.  But once crossed, and pushed to his limit, Xaldin unleashes in a flurry of lances and wind, a deadly dynamo of storm and spear, echoed in the rapid violins and pounding drums.  He is one Nobody you never want to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BHS0HG62"&gt;Kanyl - Tarmvred&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vexen, Number IV, the Chilly Academic.&lt;/b&gt;  Icy, aloof, and lurking in the background with mysterious plots for much of Chain of Memories, Vexen deserves a song that gives off that sense of looming danger, of frozen detachment.  However, he eventually steps into the ring, twice, and shows that he's more than just as scientific mind as he unleashes his deadly ice, freezing the ground beneath Sora's feed to rush at him with his jagged shield.  He attempted to make one last stand and undercut Marluxia, the traitorous neophyte he despised, but met his own end at the hand of double-agent Axel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=3PEM3693"&gt;In Silence - Datach'i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lexaeus, Number V, the Silent Hero.&lt;/b&gt;  Stoic and reserved, Lexaeus looked like your typical juggernaut at first - big muscles, big weapon, small vocabulary.  But as Marluxia plotted to overthrow the Organization, Lexaeus worked with Zexion to undercut him, seeking out the other Keyblade master who stood within their walls: Riku.  Lexaeus' quiet power is matched by the rough bass and vageuly scientific sounds of this song, which echo his Other's past endeavours.  And it doesn't hurt that a song called In Silence fits the Silent Hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VI. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=5AO1VT4V"&gt;Curfew - Hiromitsu Agatsuma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Instrumental]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zexion, Number VI, the Cloaked Schemer.&lt;/b&gt;  As the song delicately invites you to listen closer, so does Zexion gently pry at your mind, pulling out your fears and hopes, playing with them as he would a Rubik's cube.  A solitary mind, and a clever trickster, he fits the hauntingly lonely tone of the song, finally dying in betrayal by those he had thought comrades, and failing in his mission to save not only the Organization, but himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VII. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7F0M1O6W"&gt;Das Tier in Mir (Wolfen) - E Nomine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[It is the animal in me&lt;br /&gt;It wakes the greed in me&lt;br /&gt;I have the desire to eat you.&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel my demand.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saix, Number VII, the Luna Diviner.&lt;/b&gt;  Honestly, I feel a bit embarassed putting this song on here since, frankly, it's about a werewolf and I generally hate the Werewolf Saix stereotype.  But, at the same time, it's about going insane on the full moon and killing lots of people.  Which is kind of what Saix does.  He is the berserker, the warrior of the moon, and quite possibly completely insane behind his cool facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIII. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PDBL3PXR"&gt;Bulletproof Skin - Institute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Until you come into your soul again,&lt;br /&gt;We'll be the worst of best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Does it feel like Christmas in Hollywood?&lt;br /&gt;Does it feel like we're ever gonna make it home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burn baby burn.&lt;br /&gt;Strung out on the wire.&lt;br /&gt;Heart in a cage,&lt;br /&gt;Your soul for our desire.&lt;br /&gt;You need fast hands to deal with all the liars.&lt;br /&gt;Bullet-proof skin to keep you alive.&lt;br /&gt;So don't burn baby burn baby burn.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Axel, Number VIII, the Flurry of Dancing Flames.&lt;/b&gt;  When he first stepped on the screen of the GBA, Axel was a snarky, manipulative, cold-blooded bastard, and that's the bottom line.  He killed one of his teammates, orchestrated the death of at least two more, and never showed a lick of remorse.  All he seemed was amused.  But then we reach KHII, where he became less vicious, less amused, because he was focused now.  Focused on finding his best friend, who frankly seemed to not even remember him.  To save his own skin, he'd turn Roxas into ash, but that didn't mean he didn't want him back first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IX. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=O6OX2DBM"&gt;Hello Darkness - Shocking Blue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Between the grey and red shadows of twilight&lt;br /&gt;The time stands still.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Demyx, Number IX, the Melodious Nocturne.&lt;/b&gt;  Like a lot of the Organization in Kingdom Hearts II, we don't see very much of Demyx.  He seems like a goofball, the patsy of the Organization even.  But when Sora calls him Heartless, he snaps into a deadly serious side, showing that its true that human shaped Nobodies must have had strong hearts.  Trapped in the twilight, and appearing only long enough for you to fall in love and watch him die, Demyx is a lovable guy who really got shafted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=HXNQZCQJ"&gt;Time - Pink Floyd&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking&lt;br /&gt;Racing around to come up behind you again&lt;br /&gt;The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older&lt;br /&gt;Shorter of breath and one day closer to death]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Luxord, Number X, the Gambler of Fate.&lt;/b&gt;  With possibly the mostly painfully obvious song title of all, Luxord gets hit with some good old fashioned Pink Floyd, which suits his cynical, cultured Englishman style.  He commands the strings of time, and yet he can't help it from ticking away on his life as well as everyone else's.  In the end, his clock runs down just like everyone else's, and he meets his demise at the hands of the Keyblade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XI. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=L0767CE4"&gt;Flor de Mal - Tito Larriva/Tito and the Tarantulas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Llueve, llueve por años&lt;br /&gt;dentro mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;mi amor, mi amor sin luz&lt;br /&gt;perdida, perdida sin corazón]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marluxia, Number XI, the Graceful Assassin.&lt;/b&gt;  Delicate and effite in appearance, but with an icy mind and a deady blade, Marluxia was the genius who planned on overthrowing Organization XIII by roping in Sora and using Namine as his tool.  For all the crap he gets in fandom about being nothing more than a catty, walking sack of gaytastic stereotype, he was deadly, brilliant, and looked damn good.  Honestly, Marluxia was the hardest track to choose of them all.  I just could not find one I liked.  Until I remembered the song from Once Upon A Time In Mexico, with the title that meant "Flower of Evil," and the line in it that whent "Searching, searching without heart."  It really is the best I could do, I'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XII. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=6PPBZ4YD"&gt;Rev 22:20 - Puscifer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[She'll suck you dry&lt;br /&gt;But still you'll cry, to be back in her bosom&lt;br /&gt;To do it again&lt;br /&gt;She'll make you weak&lt;br /&gt;And mourn and cry, to be back in her bosom&lt;br /&gt;To do it again]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Larxene, Number XII, the Savage Nymph.&lt;/b&gt;  Larxene was Marluxia's "attack dog" of sorts in his coup, serving as his right hand woman.  She took twisted pleasure in playing with Sora's mind, breaking his confidence and mocking his slowly crumbling memories.  Sadistic, brutal, and unyielding, she has earned a song to suit it.  She's the woman your momma warned you about, but you still want to be with.  And she'll use you, abuse you, and make you love every minute of it until she runs you through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIII. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=Q737BXUP"&gt;How Can I Live - Ill Nino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[I am your mirror image&lt;br /&gt;I’m all you left behind&lt;br /&gt;You made me what I am&lt;br /&gt;But who the hell am I?]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Roxas, Number XIII, the Key of Destiny.&lt;/b&gt;  When Sora's world, Destiny Islands, fell to the darkness, his childhood friend Kairi lost her heart.  It made its way inside his, which he eventually unlocked, rendering himself a shadow.  This spawned Roxas, and the short duration of his life left him confused, alone, and at the mercy of Xemnas' silver tongue.  But as he began to wonder what he was, who he was, he eventually split the scene, leaving the Organization [and his best friend] behind at what might cost him his own life.  With a chip on his shoulder, a grand-scale identity complex, and more issues than Time Magazine, this is the song for Roxas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIV. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BNEQLO66"&gt;Paint it Black - The Rolling Stones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[I look inside myself and see my heart is black&lt;br /&gt;I see my red door and it has been painted black&lt;br /&gt;Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Organization.&lt;/b&gt;  Their hearts rended, their identities stripped away, their lives promising nothing but the eventual return to the darkness which claimed them once before.  They are empty, they are miserable.  And so they will paint the world with their darkness, spreading their inner hatred while trying to get their hearts back.  It isn't revenge, it's fair play.  And besides, the sitar fits Demyx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XV. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=YI9PY45Z"&gt;The Nobodies - Marilyn Manson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[We are the nobodies&lt;br /&gt;we wanna be somebodies&lt;br /&gt;when we're dead,&lt;br /&gt;they'll know just who we are]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Nobodies.&lt;/b&gt;  Oh, how painfully obvious this song was, and yet how fitting.  After all, they are the Nobodies [especially the inhuman ones], and they're going to be Somebodies, no matter what they have to do in the process.  Besides, that little "When we're dead/they'll know just who we are" is a nice reference to the grave stones in the World That Never Was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XVI. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=YQ9S2VDC"&gt;In Between - Collective Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[In between us &lt;br /&gt;Hope we've yet to see &lt;br /&gt;We long for healings &lt;br /&gt;But the scars never leave]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Nobodies.&lt;/b&gt;  The Nobodies long for some way to heal themselves, to become more than just half-beings, on the cusp of existence.  And yet, still they stand, locked between light and darkness, good and evil, alive and dead.  Trapped in an eternal, empty limbo.  Their messiah was false, their dreams all for naught.  Now, there is nothing left, but to stay in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XVII. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=8RW739OR"&gt;Gravedigger - Dave Matthews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Gravedigger&lt;br /&gt;When you dig my grave&lt;br /&gt;Could you make it shallow&lt;br /&gt;So that I can feel the rain&lt;br /&gt;Gravedigger]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Death of the Nobodies&lt;/b&gt;.  In the end, all they wanted was to feel.  Do they get a taste of it on the other side?  Only they can know for sure.  All that's left are the grave stones in the World That Never Was, and the memories we have of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XVIII. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CY0UI0AG"&gt;Possession - Sarah McLachlan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Through this world I've stumbled&lt;br /&gt;so many times betrayed&lt;br /&gt;trying to find an honest word to find&lt;br /&gt;the truth enslaved&lt;br /&gt;oh you speak to me in riddles&lt;br /&gt;and you speak to me in rhymes&lt;br /&gt;my body aches to breathe your breath&lt;br /&gt;your words keep me alive]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Namine&lt;/b&gt;.  I actually have used this song on an FST before, for Axel, but it didn't fit quite as well there as it does now.  Possesison, for all its pretending at being your standard love ballad, is a song about desire, emptiness, and fierce obsession with something you can't have - everything Namine was.  She wanted so much to have something in this world to hold onto, that she let herself be used by Marluxia, and usurped Kairi's place in Sora's heart to have some connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XIX. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=X7ZIQ65D"&gt;Hurt - Johnny Cash&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[What have I become,&lt;br /&gt;my sweetest friend,&lt;br /&gt;everyone I know,&lt;br /&gt;goes away in the end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you could have it all,&lt;br /&gt;my empire of dirt,&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down,&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DiZ&lt;/b&gt;.  While not a Nobody himself, DiZ, formerly Ansem the Wise, is one of the key players in the drama that is Organization XIII.  He was the one who trained the first six, and he is the one who was betrayed.  Cast into darkness, he used Roxas and Namine, guided Sora on his path to destroy the Organization, and let revenge consume him nearly until the end.  Ladened with guilt for what he had let happen, filled with shame for what had become of his dearest pupil, he let himself die in the blast that was supposed to end Xemnas' schemes.  But in the end, his death was in vain, and hew as left as hollow as the Nobodies he's tried to destroy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XX. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=B47G4WSD"&gt;Hotel California - The Eagles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Last thing I remember, I was&lt;br /&gt;Running for the door&lt;br /&gt;I had to find the passage back&lt;br /&gt;To the place I was before&lt;br /&gt;'Relax,' said the night man,&lt;br /&gt;We are programmed to receive.&lt;br /&gt;You can checkout any time you like,&lt;br /&gt;but you can never leave!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Castle Oblivion/The Organization&lt;/b&gt;.  On the one hand, Castle Oblivion, like the titular Hotel California, is a place that at first seemed welcoming but soon trapped you in its darkness and mystery.  But, by the same token, so does the Organization, bringing you into the fold and never letting you leave - or, at least, you're never &lt;i&gt;supposed&lt;/i&gt; to.  Roxas slipped past, but there was a permanent mark on his life after that.  Leaving the Organization, and leaving Castle Oblivion, marks you for death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=9BL53CQL"&gt;ZIP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; [FIXED]&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Gay Rights</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T22:36:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?" - Ernest Gaines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like to know who really believes in gay rights on livejournal. There is no bribe of a miracle or anything like that. If you truly believe in gay rights, then repost this and title the post as "Gay Rights". If you don't believe in gay rights, then just ignore this. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind.</content>
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    <title>The Bleach Dub Trailier!</title>
    <published>2006-09-01T05:24:40Z</published>
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    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, YouTube doesn't work for me on this account, yet one embed did.  Will it work again?  This will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, people might want to watch it.  I guess. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after having now watched it, as it worked, I gotta say, I'm thinking this is gonna be a solid dub.  I'm kinda iffy on Ichigo, but he'll grow into the role I'm sure, and I do like Rukia.  Really sounds like she's trying to match the Japanese VA.</content>
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    <title>I Burn [EP] - Axel: VIII, the Flurry of Dancing Flames</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Burn - The Axel EP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organization XIII.  A group of mysterious entities called Nobodies; beings without Hearts.  Standing among them at Number VIII is the Flurry of Dancing Flames, the wicked, brilliant traitor who brought a castle to its knees and would stop at nothing to recover the closest thing he ever had to love, one-sided or misguided as it might be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the fire bomb, the walking, talking inferno always ready with a quick jibe and a cutting remark, if not a cutting Chakram.  His style is dark, witty, and unforgiving in both life and battle.  He was a joker, a liar, committed mass betrayal, murder, and kidnapping for his own purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we love him the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y48/UnbornLordXion/IBurnCover.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y48/UnbornLordXion/IBurnback.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=VBBBOWX7"&gt;Cities on Flame - Blue Oyster Cult&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Axel may not be the musician of Organization XIII, but he certainly carries himself like a Rock 'n Roll superstar, and he is obviously the type to level a city in flames if he so desires.  And if he had a heart, you know it'd be black with sin and dark glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My heart is black, and my lips are cold&lt;br /&gt;Cities on flame with rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;Three thousand guitars they seem to cry&lt;br /&gt;My ears will melt, and then my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let the girl, let that girl, rock and roll&lt;br /&gt;Cities on flame now, with rock and roll&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=2CHG1EGT"&gt;The Rascal King - Mighty Mighty Bosstones&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: While far from being a hero, Axel was not exactly what you'd call a villain, either.  So where does that put him?  Well, right or wrong, he was a guy who always seemed to come out on top in life, and is definitely going to go down a legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A legendary character&lt;br /&gt;When?&lt;br /&gt;Only then&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;Only there&lt;br /&gt;A hero or a hooligan?&lt;br /&gt;Well, that part's never clear&lt;br /&gt;Pride or shame, it's all the same&lt;br /&gt;Who's innocent or who's to blame?&lt;br /&gt;Politics or just a game?&lt;br /&gt;Well in the end they knew his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last hurrah? Nah! I'd do it again&lt;br /&gt;The Rascal King behind the bars&lt;br /&gt;Or the one in front of them&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=ITMVD2OS"&gt;I Burn - Toadies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, aside from the obvious titular pun this song draws from, it matches Axel's darker side to a T.  He's an empty soul, nothing left to bind him to the world but his own stubbornness, and he's eagerly searching for something to hold onto to.  And perhaps, the fire is the only thing he really does have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stoke the embers.&lt;br /&gt;Cleanse the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;A prayer in every spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the lick of &lt;br /&gt;Bad religion.&lt;br /&gt;The finish and the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;We were smarter.&lt;br /&gt;The flame was heaven-sent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the ages &lt;br /&gt;We got stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Now we must repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I burn.&lt;br /&gt;I burn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=72PI4V6G"&gt;End Over End - Foo Fighters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Axel is ragged, and he's tired, and there's little left for him now.  The only person that made him feel like he had a heart is gone, first kidnapped and then absorbed.  But maybe, some day, he can start again reborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I took a look around&lt;br /&gt;I believe that in these eyes&lt;br /&gt;The treasure's all we've found&lt;br /&gt;May be more than needed&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're old and worn&lt;br /&gt;A little ripped and torn&lt;br /&gt;One day we'll be reborn&lt;br /&gt;One day I will meet you up again&lt;br /&gt;Once again&lt;br /&gt;Wait&lt;br /&gt;Stop me so I can begin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=BNSNY76J"&gt;Possession (Acoustic) - Sarah McLachlan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: At first, it seems like nothing more than a love ballad, the token "Oh, they're so fluffy and in LUB" AkuRoku song.  But, look at the context, listen to the lyrics, and when you realize what McLachlan was &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; singing about, it takes on a whole new turn.  Roxas never seemed to care, in the end, and Axel was left chasing smoke and reams.  Was there ever any love?  Doubtful.  Did he want it?  Desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Into this night I wander&lt;br /&gt;it's morning that I dread&lt;br /&gt;another day of knowing of&lt;br /&gt;the path I fear to tread&lt;br /&gt;oh into the sea of waking dreams&lt;br /&gt;I follow without pride&lt;br /&gt;nothing stands between us here&lt;br /&gt;and I won't be denied&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=FSZLDDZF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZIP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with Covers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, and good night.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>14 SONGS FOR CONSPIRACY [Rukia Rescue Remix]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;14 Songs For Conspiracy - The Rukia Rescue Remix&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the title is a tad misleading as this is technically not a remix, it's just a mix.  I just wanted alliteration.  But, regardless, this is the mix for the biggest arc to hit Bleach since, well, ever [until the current, on-going one, of course].  The Saga of four friends [and one cat] journeying through the Belly of the Beast and tearing through wave after wave of Shinigami opposition to eventually stand tall and do What's Right: Rescue Rukia, who lies with her head on the chopping block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there's more to the story than just all that, and the villains are far from villainous at times.  We have the Best Friend who was forced to kidnap said friend as part of his duty, the honor-bound older brother, the prodigy who knows &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; wrong in Paradise, his crush, and her dorky captain who dies.  Woe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the Heroes tear their way through this very three-dimensional and wholly unpredictable band of "baddies," only to find out that said dorky dead guy is virtually Satan incarnate, and they've been doing his will this whole freaking time.  Shame, that.  He ownz everybody completely, escapes, and Soul Society is left to pick up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Rukia doesn't come home.  Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, regardless, this is the Mix devoted to the people, the events, and the epic that is - The Rukia Rescue Arc.  Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=M8D7ZWR0"&gt;Social Distortion - Reach For The Sky&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  This is the song for &lt;b&gt;Kurosaki Ichigo&lt;/b&gt;, our hero, and all around good-guy.  He's the one who does the most ass-kicking, has the biggest battles, and is generally the baddest mofo since Shaft.  But, he's not perfect.  He's had his failings, and a bit of angst stirred in to boil, but he's gonna do everything he can today to make a brighter tomorrow for everyone; just in case he's not there for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I was young I was invincible,&lt;br /&gt;I found myself not thinking twice,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought about no future,&lt;br /&gt;it's just the roll of the dice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day may come,&lt;br /&gt;When you've got something to lose,&lt;br /&gt;And just when you think you're done paying dues,&lt;br /&gt;When you say to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Dear god, what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's not too late because tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May never come,&lt;br /&gt;Reach for the sky 'cus tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;May never come,&lt;br /&gt;Reach for the sky 'cus tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;May never come.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=SHDM8XMM"&gt;The Rolling Stones - Sympathy for the Devil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  While the last song was for our hero, this is the song for our baddies.  This is the theme of &lt;b&gt;Aizen's Crew&lt;/b&gt;, the Bad Man himself and his two cohorts, Gin and Tousen.  This is the song for them, the song for the evil.  The title is Tousen's; he's the one who sympathises with evil, and calls it justice.  Gin is the vocals, that sensuously serpentine demon who'll call you to the darkside with a look and a hiss.  And the lyrics?  The lyrics are all Aizen, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just as every cop is a criminal&lt;br /&gt;And all the sinners saints &lt;br /&gt;As heads is tails&lt;br /&gt;Just call me Lucifer&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm in need of some restraint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you meet me, have some courtesy&lt;br /&gt;Have some sympathy, and some taste&lt;br /&gt;Use all your well-learned politesse&lt;br /&gt;Or I'll lay your soul to waste.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=AX7YYZRA"&gt;Theory of a Deadman - Santa Monica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Ichigo was a happy lad, saving souls with the help of his munchkin mentor Rukia, until the big bad Death Gods came along and took her away, leaving him to die in the process.  This is the song of &lt;b&gt;Rukia's Leaving&lt;/b&gt;, and the hole that's left in the world when she's gone.  She vanishes, and Ichigo has to pick up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It hurts to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Every time that you’re not next to me&lt;br /&gt;Her minds made up the girl is gone&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m forced to see&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m on my way&lt;br /&gt;Oh it hurts to live today&lt;br /&gt;And when she said&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you wish you were dead like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day&lt;br /&gt;When ya left for Santa Monica&lt;br /&gt;Ya left me to remain will all your excuses for everything&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time when ya left for Santa Monica&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day ya told me it’s over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=K65RATVV"&gt;Theory of a Deadman - What You Deserve&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  In Ichigo's party is a boy named Ishida Uryu, a Quincy who has a decidedly strong hatred for Shinigami after watching his beloved Grandfather die because they didn't come and help him fast enough.  Then he gets to Soul Society, and meets the man who is responsible for his grandfather's death, Kurotsuchi Mayuri.  And all hell breaks loose.  This is the song of &lt;b&gt;Ishida vs. Mayuri&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You try to string me up&lt;br /&gt;You can never get the best of me&lt;br /&gt;Well i've never been to California&lt;br /&gt;and I'll never care if I get there anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever lose your morals&lt;br /&gt;since I could never fill that hole&lt;br /&gt;and I never burned your letters&lt;br /&gt;but I think i'll like you better&lt;br /&gt;when you get what you deserve&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=T34TWPSA"&gt;Smash Mouth - Defeat You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Rukia's best friend since coming to Soul Society is Abarai Renji, and he's one of the two who had to bring her back to Soul Society, nearly killing Ichigo in the process.  Then he meets Ichigo again, and it's time for a good, old-fashioned Shonen-style Rival Fight.  They know that the other is wrong, and will only fuck things up in the end, so they'll stop at nothing to end it.  Once and for all.  This, ladies and gents, is &lt;b&gt;Ichigo vs. Renji, Round 2&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;All that knowledge all those skills&lt;br /&gt;All the gas it takes to get on top of the hill&lt;br /&gt;And while the others try to take your spot&lt;br /&gt;You wanna make them stop but you gotta make them stop&lt;br /&gt;Would you do anything whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;Jacks in the road yeah fix the brakes&lt;br /&gt;It the instinct that's got us locked up tight&lt;br /&gt;And it's the madness that's keeping us up all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I know where you're from&lt;br /&gt;It makes it that much nicer to meet you&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I know what you've done&lt;br /&gt;It makes it that much better to defeat you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=NYC2LGLV"&gt;The Offspring - Self-Esteem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Okay, admittedly this is more tongue-in-cheek than anything else, but this is the song for &lt;b&gt;Yamada Hanatarou&lt;/b&gt;.  He's kicked around, he's picked on, and he's got all the spine of a jellyfish.  Or so it seems.  But Hanatarou, for whatever reason, is driven by his moral compass to aid Ichigo and save Rukia from execution.  Still, the boy's got little in the way of self-esteem, so this is the song for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I know I'm being used&lt;br /&gt;That's okay man cause I like the abuse&lt;br /&gt;I know she's playing with me&lt;br /&gt;That's okay cause I've got no self esteem&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=S1DE8BS5"&gt;Disturbed - Violence Fetish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  The only song that could ever really work for the epic, the terrible, the massive fight that followed the introduction of Hanatarou is this.  See, there's a very special Shinigami in Soul Society.  His name is Zaraki Kenpachi, and he likes to fight.  A lot.  In fact, his entire driving point of existence is bloodshed, and he lives for the chance of finding a worthy opponent.  This opponent, it so happens, is Kurosaki Ichigo.  &lt;b&gt;Kurosaki Ichigo vs. Zaraki Kenpachi&lt;/b&gt; - a battle for the ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How do you live without playing the game&lt;br /&gt;Sit on the side and expect to keep sane&lt;br /&gt;Step right up and be a part of the action&lt;br /&gt;Come get a piece of it before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Take a look around&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny what you see&lt;br /&gt;Were living in a violent society&lt;br /&gt;Well my brother let me show you a better way&lt;br /&gt;So get your game face on because it's time to play&lt;br /&gt;You're pushing and fighting your way you're ripping it up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=D2GAV2GK"&gt;Panic! At the Disco - There's a Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered Honey, You Just Haven't Thought of It Yet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Shinigami have special swords called Zanpakutoh, and one of the properties is they transform; twice, actually.  The second level is intensely powerful, rare to achieve, and it is called Bankai.  This is the song for &lt;b&gt;Ichigo and Renji's bankai&lt;/b&gt;, and their pimpin' new status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm the new cancer, never looked better&lt;br /&gt;And you can't stand it&lt;br /&gt;I know because you say so under your breath&lt;br /&gt;You're reading lips, "When did he get at all confident?"&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard that I'm the new cancer?&lt;br /&gt;Never looked better&lt;br /&gt;And you can't stand it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=7KNXE27O"&gt;Johnette Napolitano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  All his career as a Shinigami, Renji has had one goal - to surpass Kuchiki Byakuya, the adoptive brother of Rukia who basically stole her away from him.  So when he finally gets bankai, he's ready to throw down, right?  Wrong.  This is the song for after the fight, as Renji stands battered, beaten, bloody, and dying in the face of his seemingly unattainable goal.  This is &lt;b&gt;Renji Defeated&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanted to believe&lt;br /&gt;Bodies swinging from trees&lt;br /&gt;Struggling to stand&lt;br /&gt;With your head in your hands&lt;br /&gt;A stoic last stand&lt;br /&gt;Of a dying man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to believe&lt;br /&gt;As I watched your world&lt;br /&gt;Crumble in your hands&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to believe&lt;br /&gt;As you raised your glass&lt;br /&gt;To your last stand&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted to believe&lt;br /&gt;You would win&lt;br /&gt;The war in your head&lt;br /&gt;That I did not understand&lt;br /&gt;That I did not understand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=9MLPX3OH"&gt;Three Days Grace - {I Hate) Everything About You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Remember that cat I mentioned in the beginning?  Yeah, that cat is actually a powerful, runaway Shinigami named Shihouin Yoruichi.  Yoruichi had a &lt;strike&gt;girlfriend&lt;/strike&gt; bodyguard/close friend named Soi Fong.  But when Yoruichi disappeared from Soul Society, Soi Fong was left in the lurch.  Confused and depressed, she turned bitter and hateful to her still-beloved memory of Yoruichi.  Then Yoruichi comes back, and it's time for a grand-scale cat fight.  &lt;b&gt;Yoruichi vs. Soi Fong&lt;/b&gt; - the ultimate "lover's spat".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Every time we lie awake &lt;br /&gt;After every hit we take &lt;br /&gt;Every feeling that I get &lt;br /&gt;But I haven't missed you yet &lt;br /&gt;Only when I start to think about it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you &lt;br /&gt;why do I love you?&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you &lt;br /&gt;why do I love you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=33CIR40Y"&gt;AC/DC - Back In Black&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Ichigo, too, has a Bankai.  And Ichigo, too, throws down with Byakuya, the last man standing between him and Rukia.  But Ichigo has something special up his sleeve - a sweet black coat to go with his jet black katana.  And after his last loss to the 6th Division Captain in two seconds flat, Ichigo is ready for revenge.  This song is for the &lt;b&gt;Ichigo-Byakuya rematch&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Back in black&lt;br /&gt;I hit the sack&lt;br /&gt;I've been too long I'm glad to be back&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm gettin' loose&lt;br /&gt;From the noose&lt;br /&gt;That's kept me hanging about&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking at the sky &lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's gettin' me high&lt;br /&gt;Forget the hearse 'cause I never die&lt;br /&gt;I got nine lives&lt;br /&gt;Cat's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Abusin' every one of them and running wild&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=VQ9E36WW"&gt;Nancy Sinatra - (Bang Bang) My Baby Shot Me Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  A ways back, a goofy guy named Aizen Sousuke died, and his adoring Vice-Captain Hinamori Momo went kinda crazy.  She was thrown in jail, but broke out, and then discovered that Aizen was really alive!  Best day ever, right?  Wrong.  Aizen is the evillest thing since Income Tax, and stabbed her right through the heart.  This is &lt;b&gt;Aizen's Betrayal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now he's gone. I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;And till this day, sometimes I cry&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;He didn't take the time to lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, he shot me down&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, I hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, that awful sound&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, my baby shot me down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=TXPSOW6R"&gt;Nickelback - Just For&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  But fear not, for the ace boy genius and all-around prodigy Hitsugaya Toushiro is on the case.  And after seeing the smiling face of Aizen, and the bleeding body of his beloved Momo, he goes off.  In a flash, he's Bankai ready, and prepared for some high-quality revenge.  This, folks, is &lt;b&gt;Histugaya's Vengeance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I want to make him &lt;br /&gt;Regret life since the day he met you &lt;br /&gt;Yes I do &lt;br /&gt;And I want to make him &lt;br /&gt;Take back all that he took from you &lt;br /&gt;Yes I do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to rip his heart out &lt;br /&gt;Just for hurting you &lt;br /&gt;And I want to break his mind down &lt;br /&gt;Yes I do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=NPEB5122"&gt;Devil May Cry 3 - Taste the Blood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Unfortunately for just about everyone, Histugaya fails, and Aizen moves on to come after what he really wanted - the magic doo-dad hidden in Rukia's body.  Ichigo, Renji, and a host of others stand up to stop him, but to no avail.  &lt;b&gt;Aizen vs. Everyone&lt;/b&gt; ends squarely in the favor of the Dark Side.  The arc ends with his disappearance, and so does this FST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taste the blood&lt;br /&gt;Taste your fate&lt;br /&gt;Swallow your pride&lt;br /&gt;With your hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last breath&lt;br /&gt;Your last stance&lt;br /&gt;The last of all&lt;br /&gt;In your command&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not all.  Because I love y'all so much, I've packed this sound-track to the gills with Bonus Tracks - six in total.  So get ready, things are about to get a little more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=UURKKTMQ"&gt;Barking Monkey - The Ballad of Ned Kelly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  There's something just a little bit Celtic about Ichigo and Renji; from their red hair, to their invincible warrior spirit, not to mention Ichigo's big-ass sword and Renji's wild tattoos, so it's only fitting that the &lt;b&gt;Ichigo/Renji Remix&lt;/b&gt; song gets a little bit Folk.  They're two guys who'll go out to the bitter end in battle, and wouldn't want it any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't wanna die like Donahughe&lt;br /&gt;That bush-ranger so brave&lt;br /&gt;Taken by the government and&lt;br /&gt;Forced to walk in chains&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather fight&lt;br /&gt;With all my might&lt;br /&gt;While I have eyes to see&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;Ten thousand times&lt;br /&gt;Than hang from the gallow's tree&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=J9O7OLAC"&gt;Social Distortion - I Wasn't Born To Follow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Since Ichigo's song is Social D, I figured it suitable that &lt;b&gt;Sado "Chad" Yasutora's&lt;/b&gt; was, too.  Chad is one tough mofo, almost as bad as Ichigo or Renji, but he stands out of the spot-light, an unsung hero in a cast of big names and bigger personalities.  So this goes out to him, the stoic, lovable tough-guy who does what he knows is right and doesn't let anything stand in his way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gonna sing the songs of the streets again&lt;br /&gt;gonna knock me off my feet so get ready&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing a song for the fallen angels&lt;br /&gt;This one goes to all the unsung heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're Going Down, Down to the streets below&lt;br /&gt;'cause don't you know, I wasn't born to follow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=EY0LEZJX"&gt;Lisa Loeb - Sandalwood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  I feel a bit bad giving &lt;b&gt;Inoue Orihime&lt;/b&gt; the love ballad on this mix, but there's little else I have to suit her.  She's the healer, the caring soul, the one who assuages the wounds physical and mental for her comrades.  And she's desperately, desperately in love with Kurosaki Ichigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She can't tell me that all of the love songs have been written,&lt;br /&gt;'cause she's never been in love with you before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your skin smells lovely like sandalwood.&lt;br /&gt;Your hair falls soft like animals.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin' to keep cool, but everyone likes you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=URKB6K54"&gt;Smile Empty Soul - Your Way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Last in Ichigo's party is &lt;b&gt;Ishida Uryu&lt;/b&gt;, a lad who's been mentioned before I'm sure.  Ishida seems like your average cool, aloof guy at first, but boiling beneath the surface is a sea of angst and rage at the world and at his father.  So I stand against convention, and instead of giving him the sophistocated Techno-Pop, he gets this, a song to lay his heart on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;promises of a better life&lt;br /&gt;but what's wrong with the one i'm leading&lt;br /&gt;everyone has a different fight&lt;br /&gt;a different wound that keeps them bleeding&lt;br /&gt;so what's wrong with a little fun&lt;br /&gt;everybody needs to find their something&lt;br /&gt;is this how your gonna treat your son&lt;br /&gt;fuck 'em up and give em nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=RGVK7H3H"&gt;The Used - The Back of Your Mouth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  Yes, Aizen's Crew got their song, but &lt;b&gt;Ichimaru Gin&lt;/b&gt; definitely deserves his own.  He's a snake, a sly and seductive liar who charmed the pants of all but a select few, and kept his poker face to the end.  He came out clean, only once showing anything but calm cheer at the world around him.  Don't count this one out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In this exchange i often touch myself,&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and let those dirty words pass right through me.&lt;br /&gt;Just passing through.&lt;br /&gt;Not stopping by.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying hi.&lt;br /&gt;Girl you can't kill a liar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20. &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=CDNDEDZH"&gt;Wolfmother - The Joker &amp; The Thief&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.  And in the end, the final track goes to the coolest manipulater, the most unexpected surprise, and the all around hottest motha' ever to come out of Soul Society.  This goes out to the mastermind, &lt;b&gt;Urahara Kisuke&lt;/b&gt;, the one who sent Ichigo and Co. on their way and placed that magic doo-dad inside Rukia in the first place.  Give your props to the utter genius that is Urahara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I said the joker is a wanted man,&lt;br /&gt;He makes his way all across the land,&lt;br /&gt;See him sifting through the sand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll tell you all the story,&lt;br /&gt;About the joker and the thief of the night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always laughing in the midst of power,&lt;br /&gt;Always living in the final hour,&lt;br /&gt;There is always sweet in the sour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not goin' home&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=PVYNCK6G"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ZIP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, and good night.  Oh, and if anything doesn't work, lemme know.  Comment if you download~</content>
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    <title>Because 'm bored...</title>
    <published>2006-06-16T04:16:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-16T04:16:05Z</updated>
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    <title>____ero__sennin @ 2006-01-27T16:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-28T00:55:08Z</published>
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