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 Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 5:39 pm
Hello all, and welcome to my darkest limbo library. It's nothing special... yet, because I have NOTHING in it. Deal with it, if you don't like it leave. So, onwards. I'm going to be posting here, my challenges... and whatever... else... Hm... anyway, welcome and please... WIPE YOUR FEET AT THE DOOR. I don't want ectoplasmum on mah floor... its new... and shiny... whee.
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2009 6:07 pm
Challange #2 Staring at the screen, I glowered at it. Unhappy with the results. I knew that my super computer wasn't up to date, but it could do better then the current results.
Standing up, I turned and walked from my computer. As I was walking out of the computer room, and starting down the hall I ran my fingers through my brown hair. It seemed like today was just not my day, I thought to myself making my way towards my lab. If I couldn't get Called a voice to me, I knew who it was, but I didn't know if I wanted to turn or not. But I did anyway. Actually facing Gin, I smiled. "Yes Ichimaru?" I chided gently.
"The wedding is tonight... are you going... or staying here?" He asked me with that trusting smile. I groaned, not really wanting to go. I knew that I kind of had no choice though.
Weddings were not my thing, and I didn't understand why this girl was getting married. She didn't seem like the type to get married, or fall in love. She was... well, to put it simply. A freak. A weirdo. Someone who needed to be loved, at all times. And it was usually Envy who had to deal with this girl. I smiled, and nodded my head to Ichimaru. "Of course, I'll be ready soon Gin." I said carefully as I made my way towards my room rather then my lab. Really, why did I go with this wedding idea anyway? I started to look through my closet, looking for something nice to wear to a wedding. I hated formatlites. I let my underlings get away with the -sama thing, but other then that, it's not worth it.
Staring at my suits, I turned and walked out of my closet with a single suit in my hand and a towel in the other. Time for a shower. Opening the bathroom door, I set my clothes down along with my towel before I started to strip. Now in my boxers, I turned the water on. Turning it to scolding hot, I turned, and stared at my reflextion in the mirror. After a few seconds, I turned to the door, and felt like someone had hit me in the gut. Unsure of what I was just feeling, I grabbed ahold of my head, and shook it a few times. I pulled the boxers off and then got myself into the shower. As I got into the shower, the scolding hot water hit my pale skin, and I stared off at the wall. From that feeling just now, i knew that this wasn't going to be a good night. And, I remembered that Envy was sponcering this weddint. This was going to be very desastorious. As I thought about this I let my subconcious take over my motor functions.
My only concious thoughts were the fact that this night was now offical ruined.
And before I knew it, I was standing before Envy and Ex. The two were nearly shouting at each other. They were arguing about something, and I sighed. Both shut up, and turned to me. I knew that these looks weren't good. "Look... I can have Suigetsu change into your temporary father, Ex..." I suggested carefullu, not wanting to piss of either of the girls. Both continued to be silent, and stared at me. I knew that this look was either really good... or really bad. Envy smiled at me, so I knew already it was really good. I changed Suigetsu into a man, and turned to walk out. I walked out without dying, and I went to the seats. As I took my seat, the music started and the wedding went off without a hitch.
Again, I came back to real conciousness when I was talking to Uliquiorra. as I was talking to him, the Bride came up to me and the Espada. I paused, and looked at her. "Yes," I said before she spoke. "Envy... wants to talk to you." She said cheefully, I turn to see where Envy was, and spotted Envy. "Well, what is it she wanted to tell me?" I asked gently, trying not to sound annoyed. She grinned at me, as if proud. "That she likes you." She said happily, and dashed off. Blinking curiously, I stared at the direction the bride went off to then turned to where Envy was again. I never knew that Envy had feelings like that towards me, or that anyone had anything like that towards me. It was... so odd. Smiling gently, I made my way toward her. Envy deserved a chance. Slowly, I sat next to her. She was silent and very still. "... we can give... it a chance... Envy. If... you're willing."
~End flash back~
I stared at the mess before Envy and I then looked down at Envy. I pulled her back against my chest, and lifted her head. I hoped she was ready for the first kiss because I knew that I was. I placed my left hand on her stomach and lifted her chin with my right hand. I leaned down carefully, and kissed her. A spark happened, I felt... like everything at that moment was perfect. I pulled back, in a full drugged mode. "Don't ask... Don't tell... Everything we have lies... in silence." Envy said gently to me, sounding like she was drugged also.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 1:12 pm
Challenge #4 Personal log: star date 7230.3. This is Captain James Tiberius Kirk speaking, and I’m recording a personal log, hoping that no one finds it. The tension on the Enterprise is almost unbearable. Between Spock and Bones fighting, I have no room to step in and do my job right. I’m very tempted to throw the two off the ship on some random planet so that they are out of my hair, but I know that would never end well with Starfleet, or the rest of the crew. So, I’ll try to step in and tell the two to knock it off. If anything, I shall send Spock with myself to the Excalibur ship so that I may allow my ship some peace.
White noise……………………………………………………………………………………
Personal log: star date 7229.7. This is Captain James Tiberius Kirk speaking, and I’m recording this personal log. I do wish that someone does find this now. I am… sad to say that I have lost one of the best crew members that I have ever seen in my life. He died upon the U.S.S Excalibur… No one made it. Not a single person aboard the ship had made it out alive. The sadness shall linger over the Enterprise for weeks. The man that had died today was Spock. He was, not only a great crewman, but… (Listener hears a choking sound, like James is sobbing) my best friend. Every time I walk to the deck now, it’s very silent. This may be my last personal log for quite some time… I wish… someone would find this, in the future to know that I did care, and I do care. No matter what is said, I shall always care for you Spock. I’m sorry I never got the chance to tell you this, but… I love(d) you.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 1:19 pm
He had just got back to the Enterprise, telling Spock he’d beam right back over after he dealt with McCoy’s strange behavior. He had received word that Bones had been yelling at some Yeoman, for apparently no reason. Maybe it was just pure stress on Bones and Spock? Either way, James had to stop it now.
The captain ran down the hallway as he stepped out of the elevator and got to the Medical Bay. He waited a moment, catching his breath before walking into the Med Bay. His eyes wandered around before catching sight of his old friend from the Academy. Smiling softly to himself, James walked closer to him. “Bones.” He called out, waiting for the older male’s response. It was going to be a very stressful day, yet again. It’d been like this for weeks, Bones and Spock at each other’s throats almost all the time.
James wasn’t sure what was going on, but he knew that he had to stop it. It seemed worse now. Bones had gone what he called psycho when Spock had been gone for almost twelve hours on the Excalibur. It’s like he was having withdrawal symptoms.
The weary doctor looked up from his desk, his hands slightly dropped to the table now. “Yes Jim?” He asked, with a tone of going through a life changing experience in such a short time. James didn’t like the tone; he defiantly knew something was up now.
“What’s going on? Why are you yelling at anyone who crosses paths with you?” He started; James had to hold himself back from trying to throw questions at the weary doctor. He was very worried by the time he started his first question. The older male just sat there for a few moments before placing his face back in his hands.
Bones took his time to answer, or at least that’s what it felt like to James as he stood there waiting for an answer. “Jim… I… don’t know. I just don’t know what’s going on with Spock and I. I…” He seemed like he couldn’t bring himself to say whatever he seemed to /need/ to say. Just as the good doctor opened his mouth Scotty came over the ship’s intercom, calling James to the bridge.
Looking at his best friend sadly, the blonde turned and walked out of the Medical Bay. He didn’t take long before going up to the bridge. Once on the bridge, he realized why he was being hailed up there for. The ship Excalibur was being attacked by a Klingon ship. Tensing, James ran to his seat, and sat down. “Mr. Chekov! Lock onto the enemy ship and fire at will! Mr. Sulu try to lock onto the Excalibur and try to use the tractor beam Mr. Scot!” He snapped the orders, almost too quickly. But everyone started to rush, doing what they were told. “Uhura, open a frequency to the Excalibur!” He snapped, and looked at the screen with anticipation. He had to save the ship… but mainly, he had to save Spock. Spock was number one at that moment in time.
Watching as the battle flashed before his own eyes, he heard Uhura say that the frequency was open. He leaned over his consul. “This is the Captain of the Enterprise, I will start beaming people-”
Uhura interrupted, “sir, they’re opening a video transmission!” She called out and Kirk ordered her to open it. He turned his attention to the screen.
The screen held a horrifying scene in front of them. The ship was being destroyed, from the inside out it seemed. Spock was standing at a small screen. “Captain!” He called out, as if he couldn’t see the others. He looked off screen with wide eyes, he was trying his hardest to remain calm. “Captain Kirk, is that you?” He called out and looked back down, seeing the captain finally. “Jim!” Spock cried out, as if happy to see his best friend. “I’m sorry Jim, I’m sorry, I didn’t see the Klin --- there is white noise --- Jim!” He cried again as the screen had hazed out when Spock had started Klingon, and when it came back into view, Spock was slammed under a metal beam that had been holding part of the ship hallway up. Spock was trying to get out from under the metal. By now, his Vulcan logic had completely taken control as he was in fear for his life. “JI---M!” James hated his name being cried from his best friend’s mouth as he gripped at his arms on the chair. He stared at the scene with watery eyes, and finally the screen went black. “… No… Spock… no…” He shook his head, “SPOCK!” He shouted finally and stood up, “Chekov! FIRE EVERYTHING AT THEM!” Kirk screamed, feeling angry and depressed. Everything at once, it hit him… everything was wrong. All of it was wrong. Why did Spock have to die? He wished, he could of turn back time and take Spock’s place.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 1:20 pm
Personal Log: I don’t give a crap about the Star dates. It’s the year, and it’s the day. That’s final. This is Medical Chief Leonard McCoy speaking, and I am fed up. I’m so sick of that damned Vulcan and his annoying Vulcan logic! He does nothing but argue with everything that I do! I’m so damned tempted to go to Jim and tell him that I quit, that I’m fed up with it all and move one! Damn that Vulcan! Then, today. (There is silence for a few moments) Today the damned Vulcan had the nerve to do something… completely unexpected. He came into my office, saying that he had a bad feeling about the orders he’d received from Jim. The two were going to the Excalibur, and the Vulcan had the nerve to… say that he had (moment of silence, hesitation)… feelings for me. I couldn’t say anything before the Vulcan left; I didn’t know what to say.
White noise…………
Personal log: Spock died. I don’t know… what else to say other then… I… I… I… Spock, I love you… I’m sorry that… that I couldn’t say it before you died… please, forgive me.
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