Oh, I wish my brain was up to scratch for thinking up a story! Sadly, I've got a bit of a brainfreeze at the moment, so I'll settle for admiring the way the rising sun is coming through the blinds on your pic!

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Drink this. It's not poison...

oh hey now i've read some of your fics and they're good so i won't have that excuse hehehe

Maybe you should rigt a fanfiction to go along with the pictures. It definately has potential.

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seme!L FTW!

Team Edward Elric - because vampires aren't shiny. Automail is.

Mello: This is what you need to be looking for, it's right here.
Near: That factor is a red herring, it's too plain to be of any significant...
Mello: Listen to me, I know this for a fact, this doesn't just happen like this on any usual incident like this. That's you're first clue that something's not right.
Near:Hmm, now that you point it out that wasy it does seem a little strange that would be there.

That's pretty much what my brain could come up with in a minute. I agree, I do see fanfic potential with this but I do like the Choose Your Own Adventure thign with this.

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The Guild of Calamitous Intent: Hate You Can Trust

haha, that's why i just do the pictures--i'm too lazy and easily distracted to finish a fanfic. most of my fics end up half-finished and forgotten

Mello: Listen to me, This *point at paper* is NOT food. Why don´t you try eating something awesome like chocolate?
Near: Like...chocolate. Right. One sheet of paper has more proteins and vitamins than all your chocolate together.
Mello: You don´t want it because you are going to end up fat! You fatso!
Near: Im not fat. I look like a skeleton in pyjamas.
Mello: Damn right! That is way nobody likes you
Near: What about Linda? She invited me out to play yesterday.
Mello: She just wanted your lunch money. She took Matt´s to pay her poker debt.
Near: I didn´t know she played poker.
Mello: She does creepier stuff when she is alone.
Near o_o
Mello: U:
Near: <:C
Mello: She rapes people.



LOLOLOLOL More crack for your drawings XDD

I know what you mean, thats why I only write one-shots.

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MelloNear = OTP

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Team Edward Elric - because vampires aren't shiny. Automail is.

thanks! well... in that case...

Mello brushed the crumbs from the police report and scanned the lines for the fourth time. Yes, there it was. He was right.
"You saw something back there, Near," he said, "but you didn't tell me because you wanted to see if I noticed it too. You really should have known better."
Near's expression didn't change much, but it was enough for Mello. He felt a warmth in his chest. Near was not so superior after all.
"What are you referring too?" Near said.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about. The red shoe in the gutter. The victim was wearing ONE green shoe. Sounds familiar?"
Near shook his head and twirled a lock of white hair. "Yes, that is obvious. What I'm wondering is what it means. Why would someone want to emulate the quirks of a boy who died so many years ago?"
Mello shrugged and picked up his chocolate donut. "I dunno. But I do know that's why you called me out. This case is connected to Wammy's. Anything else would be too much of a coincidence, and I know you don't believe in those."
Near didn't answer, only raised his hand to the waitress for the bill.

See what you've done now! You've let the bloody plot bunnies out of their cage! Damn it!

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Drink this. It's not poison...

Mello: Here's the presentation for next week's project, get this all memorized because it was a pain in the ass to write.
Near: Mello, that's a ketchup stain, not a graph.

Lawl.

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Is my life really only worth 1% Certainty?