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Ryoko fell asleep.

Yukio closed her eyes and began to think about how she got her wings.

serenity was still in her cage carving a dragon out of rock. the conversation had bored her but she was happy that her sis was up.

(( rofl ))
lucas was singing remember the name softly to himself.

You ready?! Lets go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But f**k em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Makin the story - makin sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's pickin it up! let's go!

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leavin them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given to him despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a livin from writin raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never askin for someone's help, to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now when it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

It's just twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be one hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreckin with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you have the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody be givin him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he f****n with S. Dot!

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

They call him Ryu The Sick
And he's spittin fire with Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
Been a f****n annihilist porcupine
He's a p***k, he's a c**k
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the makin, patiently waitin to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's takin over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his s*** is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of s*** that comes out of this kid's throat

Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Makin his way to the top
People think its a common owners name
People keep askin him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin proof, Got him rockin the booth
He'll get you buzzin quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they doin give a hundred percent

Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherf*****s he runs with, those kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying, how do they do it?!

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

The gray, brown shapes, moving in flurries across her field of vision, seemed to envelop the large, high space. They were birds of some sort, were perhaps fleeing to or from something. Arashi was clinging to some sort of surface, her claws digging into the hard material, making it crumble and fall down, the pieces making an echoing sound as they impacted with the surface far, far below. From the way they were moving, she could tell they didn't know she was there, a few of them brushing against her hard scales, finding little difference between them and the rock underneath her. The feathers of the many unlucky ones were laying partially inside her mouth. And yet, there was still a vague empty feeling emanating from her still body, inside the dream of a place she had once been.

The twitching had increased, though no one had noticed but the creature in the cage above her's.

((Sorry! D: I had computer problems. xP And Gosh darn it... Why do I keep getting distracted...
Ahhh.... That's why. Roo craned her neck to get a better view of Serenity, her lips curling up into a devilish grin. "Oh why do you hate her so!~ Is it because your mother hated you and loved her more? The twin that was weaker and useless? Oh my poor little sister Serenity!" She let go of Cody and walked over to Serenity, her eyes burning with a vengeance.

Roo chuckled and stood behind Serenity. "Why do you care at all? Shouldn't you be pleased that you had a mother that hated you? It would mean you are a worthy devil. Of course I don't even have a mother. No mother at all, just created from his soul." She gently carressed her shoulder as she sat down beside her. "Though I guess since I can be heartless that is why Master wants me, right? The perfect devil..."

something, taht, even today, is still unknown, happened with lucas, he suddenly got up, and ran to the cell door, he grabbed two of the bars and said, "THE DOOR!!!! THE DOOOOOR!!!". one of the gaurds said "t-the door?" lucas replied, "THE DOOORRR!!!" the guard asked, "what the hell is the door?!" lucas answered, "THE DOOR IS EVERYTHING!!!, ALL THAT ONCE WAS, AND ALL THAT WILL BE!! THE DOOR CONTROLS TIME AND SPACE, LOVE AND DEATH!! THE DOOR CAN SEE INTO YOU MIND! THE DOOR CAN SEE INTO YOUR SOUUUL!!!" the gaurd was shocked at this proclamation, "t-the door can do all that??" the gaurd asked, "heh, no." lucas said.