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Name: Envy
Gender: Male
Interests: Shapeshifting, killing, causing mayhem and chaos, knives, the death of Hohenheim, stalking Chibi-san, ectcetera...
Expertise: Killing, shape shifting, chibi-stalking.
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AIM:  Ask.
Member Since:
1/13/2005
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| It feels as if the world has suddenly...stopped. Absolutely nothing is happening. Father has me stationed in Central, but I haven't been given any sort of instructions whatsoever. I haven't even seen any of the other homunuculi around, so I can only assume that they are busy. It's highly unfair, but I know I shouldn't question Father's ways. Only it's so boring. I haven't seen anyone in days! I've been confined down in the tunnels with nothing to do but sit around. I could always spend my time above in Central, but being surrounded by humans doesn't sit well with me.
Then again, I could use some fresh air. Perhaps I'll go visit the above world after all.
(( My spell check thinks contractions aren't words, so I spent several minutes staring at the word "shouldn't", knowing it's spelled right but slowly thinking that there was something wrong with it the more I stared at it... Grah. Anyway. My spark in FMA and roleplaying has returned for some reason. If only others would return. Sad. ))
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Again. Zomg. Wow. o.o
It's been ages since I've last been on Xanga. My last post was in '07, and the last actual bit of active-ness was in '06. Now it's almost 2010. xD I miss the old roleplaying days. Remembering them makes me feel old. They were in the early years of high school. Phew. Sophmore in college now. :O Old... And Xanga has changed too. I'm not too fond of all the new stuff though. It took me a few moments to figure out how to make a post. Not liking change- another sign of getting old.
I came back because I was looking for my Albel Nox Xanga, only to remember I had deleted that years ago. Can't exactly remember why though. I also can't bring myself to delete this one. So many memories. o.o From the first few roleplayers to the newer ones. Fun times.
Who knows when the next time I'll check up on this thing will be. Everyone's gone, so there's no point. Sad.
I blame all the newbie roleplayers who made everything fall apart. Damn you newbies.
Also the lack of interest after ideas ran thin probably played a part....
And losing interest in the anime/video games genre in general...
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It was one of those dull, boring days that was meant for just lazing around and doing absolutely nothing, because if there wasn't anything to do, then why bother actually trying to think of something to do? It was just a waste of time, to Envy at least.
The oldest Sin was sitting up in a tree, his back to the trunk and his bum to a branch. It was peaceful outside here in his master's garden. The chirping of birds, the scent of freshly bloomed flowers, the warm feeling of the sun on his skin... But all of this was lost on the homunculus who dozed the day away, one slender leg dangling off a side of the tree bough. His arms were resting one on top of each other on his abdomen, and his head was slumped forward just enough for his dark, green-tinted stray strands of hair that refused to be kept back with his headband to fall forward into his closed eyes, his chin just a few inches away from his chest.
Yes, a peaceful, pleasant, and wonderful day indeed for anyone who wasn't this particular Sin. Envy hated it. Every single thing about this pointless day. The sun that was shining was much too bright, the chirping of the birds was too damn annoying, and as for the scent of flowers? Envy preferred the smell of blood and death.
Today the Master had nothing for him to do. He had no clue where the others of his kind were, so any entertainment from them was out. It bothered him, this nothing. He liked having something to do, something to kill.
Dull, boring days were great and all, but they just weren't Envy's thing.
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I had the strangest dream last night... The fact that I actually had a dream is odd enough, but what makes it even odder is that I remember it so clearly, vividly. I never dream. I've always assumed homunculi can't...
The ringing and chiming of bells is what I remember most distinctly about it. Strange thing is, I believe that they were wedding bells, and there was a smell of flowers that wafted through the air, roses, if I recall correctly. A wedding... I can hardly believe that I had such a dream. Tch. But the strangest thing of all were the bride and groom...
The bride was rather pretty, cute even. She had nice black hair that looked as if it were pulled back, and it clashed a little with the white of the headdress. Her dress was long and... wedding-y, and she held a bouquet of red roses. I can't remember a single thing about her face, aside from the large blush that spread across it. Also, in her arms was the groom, I believe, which doesn't seem right. Aren't the brides normally held by the groom? Hm. But this man was very nice looking... His beautiful golden hair was pulled up into a low ponytail, and his tuxedo was as white as the bride's dress. Again, I simply cannot remember his face either, other than a slight disgruntled look with a light blush across the crests of his cheeks... Mmm... he was nice. Short and well-built... Pretty hair... Ah... So very, very lovely indeed...
Both of them seemed so happy. Tch. I woke up disgusted. Why the hell was I dreaming about a blushing bride and her groom? I really have to stay away from that damned computer in Bradley's office at HQ. Cursed thing. So many gorgeous pictures of my chibi out there, spawning horrible thoughts and such in my mind...
 
Dream telling is over. On to other matters, like Pride. I have no idea where he could be. I checked his usual spot, his "hideout", but he wasn't there. He's always there though. I might have missed him... Maybe... Damn. I really need to talk to him. I had a wonderful little chat with Dante the other day. It seems she's interested in the little guy. She didn't seem so happy when I refused to tell her where he was...
Ugh, damn hag, always sticking her nose into things. Tch. Pride is no concern of hers. She already has seven nice little pets, perhaps even more; I won't let her get her hands on Pride. But she did promise me that she wouldn't kill him... or hurt him. But, then again, this is Dante, and she seems to have some odd fantasy wish with Ed, and since Pride looks like Ed... I'm definitely not bringing Pride to her.
Oh... I think I might know where Pride might be... With Ed... where else? ...I suppose I'll warn him about Dante later. I have no desire to see Ed anytime soon. But I will have to ask Pride about his well-being... I haven't seen him in a while... He's probably doing just fine... I miss him though... But I just don't see why I should go back.
((Pride = Pride_kun, Edo = Fullmetal_Chibi. Just to clear up who I'm talking about. o.o))
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