Seibara

     "I mean, I'm not quite sure if that's something you'd like, but if you're gonna force it, it'll be what you get..."      No one likes jers. Except for jerks, I suppose they like jers, but besides them, no one likes a jerk.      Paul Reinhardt was an jerk. Like, a real jerk. He was a college student and was just...well, a jerk. Reinhardt's time in college was unimpressive, his grades really stunk (though he was good enough to at least pass his classes, but just barely), and he was not involved in any extra curriculars. It seemed he was a little lonely, but he was not open to any sort of socialization. Paul didn't talk about what he di

     "What are you on about?"     Cosplay isn't for everyone, but for those who enjoy it, it's a truly beautiful pasttime, being able to become someone you aren't and meet people who enjoy it similarly.     Adam Gravis' spirits were a little low. He wasn't a skilled craftsman nor a skilled seamster, but cosplay was his dream. He really wanted to get started in such a wondrous open world, though unfortunately for him, it was daunting to get into.     ***     It was all school, school and more school for Gravis. He was a high schooler, after all, and though it's bullshit, everyone says that high school grades are extremely important, an

     "That was a close scrape all right."     Have you ever watched a motorcycle race? People on motorcycles, zooming through tight corners at over 175mph, a few inches away from death...it's wild, but there is little in the way of completely preventing fatal accidents. These sorts of racers are beyond ballsy, but, like in most things, success is hard to find.     "Ryan? You've got two laps to go."     "Well if this fucker would get out of the way, maybe I could make a run for the fucking lead! Fuck!" For Ryan Moon, motorcycle riding wasn't the only thing he did with his life. He enjoyed it thoroughly, but it wasn't his career. He was a

     "What's with people named Jonathan getting this treatment?"     Halloween. Whether you're a cosplayer or just someone who likes to have a bit of fun, Halloween is a fantastic time to pretend you're someone you aren't. It's that one time of the year where adults can let their inner child come out...though unfortunately most adults just do lame Halloween parties. Well, older adults. Young adults...sometimes change things up a little.     Jonathan Urban, however, had had a sort of childlike glee to him when it came to Halloween, despite being in college. Usually a hyper chap, Jonathan was starting to become an adult, and so he had to se

     ...     "Hey, wake up..." Lawrence King wasn't in the mood to wake up, he just wanted to sleep. He was finally back in his own body after a decent week as Mythra. Actually, Whitney had only changed him back the previous night. But clearly she wasn't about to let him sleep. Lawrence's eyes fluttered open and he stared straight ahead at his girlfriend...well specifically her chest, which due to the fact that Whitney was leaning over the bed was right in his face.     "What do you want, Whitney...?" Whitney smirked a devilish smirk.     "Loryyy, it's time to become a girl againnnn.", she whispered joyfully. Lawrence's eyes shot open,

     "Why is my present a BOY?!"     "What do you mean, I don't have anything you guys would find useful? I mean, I will respect your decision, but I don't understand it."     "Well, to be honest, we've already got people who have your skills. Sorry about that."     The outdoors is a scary place. Getting up from your computer (hey, don't get up yet, at least finish this story first!) and going outside is frightening. The air, the air can kill you! It has...it has...poison!     ...In all seriousness, the outdoors can be pretty dangerous in certain locations such as riverbanks, cliffsides, and mountains. The idea of falling into somewhe