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Sorry about the late reply, I was away for a week and then kind of got side tracked due to the university starting again.

I'm not going to stop you. |D

I had great friends in middle school, and they accepted me for what I am, even went along with it. But some people thought it was funny and hilarious. So yeah. I'm much better of now.

I think it's still her hobby, but she does a great job at what she does. Now I'm asuming that having a dad in the cosplay industry is always a plus since support is needed to some level.
That's what the underlying message is. But I still think that cosplaying means becoming that character to some level, not just dressing up as them. Sometimes it just doesn't work in my eyes. That's also the reason why I'm very picky with faving cosplay pictures on deviantArt (or any fanart).

True. The Pokémon Special manga is pretty good. It has a decent story line and uses the Pokémon world to tell a story which is somewhat more mature than the anime.

YES PEOPLE. D:

I know. I prefer the Lecter method when it comes to eating humans: small parts, fried, with a nice Chianti and some fava beans. You'll never catch me ingesting a bone.

F.A.B.

Actually, I believe the obstruction was some kind of limb - a testament to why you should always chew your food. Especially if you're eating whole humans. There's no conspiracy here, only a tragedy doomed to be repeated time and time again. When will people learn?

F.A.B.

Yes, that's one of the major advantages of death. As for trying to catch Shamu - I'm told it's the other way around. Killer whales can practically fit lions whole into their mouths, and Shamu can't quite resist the temptation to try and swallow the so-called King of the Beasts.

Wild cats really aren't that averse to water. Tigers swim frequently, for instance, and while lions don't go in for it as much, all are perfectly capable of swimming. Some lions have to cross rivers and deltas to get to their destinations, and don't really mind all that much.

As for the cougar, I think he's dead now. Complications arising from an impacted bowel. His friends told him to go to a vet, but he wouldn't have it; he didn't want his status as an illegal immigrant to be discovered. That, and he was the kind of person that doesn't go to doctors until it's really far too late.

They sent his remains back to Canada in a woollen coffin. I have no idea why.

F.A.B.

That sounds good~! I've been looking into that little bit and there is a lot of potential there. Though they just made a pokemon game about it, which down-right sucks. I think in that Arceus movie they got into it too. They used to call pokemon 'magical creatures', not pokemon.

I love that. Anything in the past and future is fair game. Lots of creativity there.

I'm looking into a future setting for my next project, probably a squel to my not so good ranger fic. Can I hit the restart button, again? Ugh, I think I should just abandon the whole thing. Writing chapter by chapter isn't working. I need to write the whole thing before I post. Cause then I start to contradict myself. Then sh*t starts getting confusing.

For instance, I'm regretting starting my plot in Antarctica. You'd be dead in a few hours if you got lost there! And the Japanese names. Not a good idea either, this ain't Japan. I just can't satisfy myself, no matter how hard I try. Ha ha

F.A.B means fabulous, perhaps. I like the sound of that ideology! Somtimes though, when one reaches for the stars they fall down, hard. Like me. x) No worries I will pick myself up from this predicament I'm in.

Actually I've been doing the exact opposite of you. I've been writing and looking into potenital chapters all while in school in the library and at home when I'm supposed to be reading a few chapters from my texts. Strange how all summer long I only got like couple chapters out and now I'm having a...err...brainblast. xD It's interfering, but I don't mind. In fact I've been writing all evening. I didn't even get to read anything. And I'm exhuasted.

Btw, I've always wondered, what exactly is Marcelo dying from? Are you going to go into it? If you are, don't tell me, I must read it... >_<

Yay! Many questions in one post.

What is your next project going to be about? What do you have in mind? IR curious.

Ah, he doesn't teach personally. He works through a medium - a cougar living in Hackney who can channel his spirit. I did once ask the cougar why he was living in Hackney, when his species aren't really known for living in either cities or indeed Britain, but he didn't answer. Strange guy. I think he had some visa problems; he always used to be pretty evasive about his legal right to stay in the country. That, and the fact that I'm pretty sure that UK visas aren't usually written in crayon on brown paper.

I did once ask Tanner what it was like being dead, and he told me that he was enjoying it. Apparently there's a section of the afterlife reserved for former professional showbiz animals; he spends a lot of time hanging out with Jumbo and doing tequila poppers with one of the cats who played Salem in Sabrina the Teenage Witch.

Looking back on it, I realise now that Tanner wasn't exactly the lion I'd thought he was, but I suppose that's showbiz for you.

F.A.B.

lol, it's just a parody of F.A.B. Sorry, I'm werid like that. :( I like the sound of being a pharamacist, though. Still in my postion, those graduate degree jobs are a bit unrealistic. I'll chase it, if I get the chance.

So, how's your fan-fiction coming along?

Nursing is a viable option, but I don't like the "general care" they are tasked with.
No way they could pay me enough to wipe and old man's elderly behind. In the end I hope it all works out for both of us.

F.A.P.

I watched a lot of Laurel and Hardy when I was younger, and picked up the roar during the opening credits. Then I applied for further training, and was chosen from among twelve hundred potential applicants; thus began two years of intense roaring lessons. At times it was slightly terrifying, but he's a bit too dead to actually hurt me - I was learning from Tanner, you see. Leo doesn't do lessons, but Tanner comes back from the grave to give a few every now and then.

F.A.B.