My name is Rai, or Catt Or you can call me by my username Shion either way is fine. I am 24 years old. I love anime mostly the gory ones my absolute favorites are Hellsing, Naruto, YuYu Hakushow and Another. I have more i like but i don't wanna list them right now. My favorite animal is the fox.I love video games mostly the final fantasies but currently im totally into American McGees Alice I own both games and a cosplay currently of Alice. I like talking to people and Rping but I hate it when people think their better than me. That's annoying.I also have become quite addicted to creepy pastas woot. Im online most of the time but sometimes I can't because I have a chronic condition called Iritis its actually arthritis of the eye...yes its real and very painful T.T I also love to draw if y'all ever want an avi art message me and we'll work something out. Anyway, thats me....
Poem My fate burns bright with a flame as black as hate.
I wither in a corner only to seal my fate.
Nightmares scream each night at me so shrill, poised almost like a dagger aimed to kill.
I wish for life, I wish for death but neither give me host.
I am stuck between the two as if to be a ghost.
Only to wander forever beneath the darkened skies.
No truth to light the way leaves me lost in lies.
That always sucks so much. I've been wanting to get Kaleidoscope Vision
and there was no listings either but finally when someone put it up they were
a total butt about it and put it for 20 ******** bill which was way more than it was
ever worth. Ugh lame inflation. ><
A brief moment of silence would pass while he reached up, rubbing his stiff shoulder gently, brushing off the invisible weight that seemed to sit there casually... 'No exit then?' he raised his brows at that, smiling more... "--Glad you've come to your senses then dear girl..." and as he lowered down to bow she would have spoken once more, peaking his attention once more, brows lifting beneath the line of his top hat, "--Why are you following me?""--Pft..." the Hatter hissed, looking between the Cheshire and the Alice... almost glaring at them both... "--Fine... I see how it is... ganging up on poor Hatsy, when all he wanted to do was guide you through the Tulgey Wood...doesn't take a genius... or for that matter a sane person... to tell when he's not wanted... Goodluck Miss Lidell... watch your back... and don't trust THAT..." he hissed, calling her by a different name... while pointing towards the emaciated looking feline... "--That b*****d has his own agenda..."'But then again so do I' he thought pleasantly... already starting to walk off humming the tune to 'The Chaos Path' and then... perhaps out of desperation, more likely not... she posed to him another question...one that stopped him in his tracks, but not one that had him turn, voice only loud enough for her and the mangy cat to hear... "--Have I? Hmph..." he chuckled softly, shaking his head... dear Hatter, among the ancients...if only they knew how long the Dragon had been around, "--So many places I have seen, so many worlds I'm sure you never knew existed...with it, delightfully I've experienced them all, Wonderland just so happens to be my favorites..." and then continued on walking....unless he was stopped...the Jabberwocky had little time for Alice's games...or for her poor manners...
Silently he watched from above, keen electric blue, black eyes seeming to produce a foggy shade as it surpassed against the darker shades of the approaching evening. It seemed strange while in the Garden, it was always day while the outside world mislead its trespassers into believing it was something different. Seemed time had a constant Vendetta against the Garden folk, ever since that moment Hatter and Hare offended it at the Queens palace... some how Hare had never forgiven the royalty for it... Jervis didn't seem to care either way... just more time for him to spend doing the things he liked, like killing and maiming...oh...and tea too. It was clear she was snatched by a vine... cursed flora at it again... 'Cue Hero...' he thought cleverly, dropping down from the sky and landing transformed once more into his usual hatted human self... a quick glimmer of the electric light was there visible in his eyes, and then gone just as soon as it had arrived. She seemed to have everything pretty much well at hand, hacking at the Flower until it freed her before he could step in to interject... and then Cheshire arrived once more with his rhymes and riddles... this and that about flowers, he rarely understood them... cryptic words... but then again he was no better himself. And then a moment more and she was sprinting off again, this wasn't quite the chase he was used too... darting through the woods, expertly taking a shortcut off the beaten path, he would have finally come up directly behind her, very nearly at her heels... "--Still intent on finding an exit I see?" and then he'd continue once he had her attention, eyes narrowing some at the thought of his words, "--What is so good about your world anyhow? Poverty, Starvation, Homelessness... property taxes... coffee? The French..." some of it per usual, not making much sense... what did the Hatter have against the French anyways?
"--No time for Chit... no time for Chat, my name is Jervis.... and I've lost my Hat..." he suddenly wailed, diving under the table as if to find where it had gone too, feigning his distraction. And when she didn't bother to help him, just as he thought she would, he watched as she left, moving down the various paths. Re-arranging his headwear, he climbed out from underneath the table, dusted himself off and followed after her, flashing a very wicked... and suddenly very monstrous... inhuman smile. Miraculously then, something happened, such a strange transformation, coat tails suddenly became leathery wings, hands and feet into claws, Hat extending outwards into fanged muzzle, horns and ears, mouth alighting with fire and brimstone as he took to the sky, a monster beneath mortal skin, the frightfully infamous Jabberwocky, darting above the treeline leaving Chesh to his own strange agenda, he zipped mindful to keep his distance, out of her line of sight, but unnatural black and blue eyes always on her, 'Where are you going Morsel?' he thought, following to find out...
The Hatter seemed dismissive, uncaring over the fact that he was annoying her... as if all of it were some big jest he enjoyed, stretching forward he reached for his tea that had been steeping, calmly pouring the fragrant substance into an awaiting cup. Unlike most addicts, he was perfectly controled, and when it came time to sell it he had his own personal stash, never took from his product... that would defeat the purpose of the money making gain afterall. Appearing from out of nowhere came the Cheshire... kindly afront but cleverly deceptive Jervis would shake his head, allowing the two to speak curtly among one another while he enjoyed his tea, overhearing Alice mutter "--Everything is so confusing," to it he would kindly reply, "--Cat care to tell the dear girl that fighting is hopeless, insane not out... that is the way of things here in Wonderland..." never moving an inch to get up off his butt to properly speak to them like proper company ought too.