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If i were to classify the types of girls I would like, I'd say that all the main girls from Clannad.
As a man, never bother over lost relationships or girls that dont want you. Always go to the next.
And if you find a girl you love and wanna keep, make sure she knows you do love her, but never give her the assurance that you'll always be there no matter what.
If you want more detailed advices on women/relationships PM me and I'll help as much as I can. :)
And if you find a girl you love and wanna keep, make sure she knows you do love her, but never give her the assurance that you'll always be there no matter what.
If you want more detailed advices on women/relationships PM me and I'll help as much as I can. :)
Well, as far as eroge goes, I'd say it's one of the most powerfull turn-ons for me.
If it were in real life, I still won't be against it, just not as far as marriage and reprodution goes. Kids might come out retarded or deformed, and it would not be good on a social stand point to be seen in an incestuous relationship. However if i were to have a sister and we'd share good mental/spiritual and physical connections, why not be together? ... as far as no1 finds out and we dont wanna have kids.
If it were in real life, I still won't be against it, just not as far as marriage and reprodution goes. Kids might come out retarded or deformed, and it would not be good on a social stand point to be seen in an incestuous relationship. However if i were to have a sister and we'd share good mental/spiritual and physical connections, why not be together? ... as far as no1 finds out and we dont wanna have kids.
Well, I'm not much into necrofilia in real life, but if i would've had a younger sister staying with me... mmm.... well if she was ok with it of course. :)
mantisprime1250 wrote...
also... does anyone know how often do the OVAs appear?and when does this one come out?
Well every OVA comes out around 6-8 months, from what I've been reading on the net.
I read somewhere that they will be releasing 6-7 in 2009, 8-9 in 2010 and The Dawn in 2011.
Sorry I can't link it, but don't remember where I read this.
Well, Alucard is not THE main character in Hellsing of course, but he's one of the main protagonists. Which is why I was hoping he'd get more screen time :D
But I'm really curious about how Seras' and Pip's relationship goes, and especially about the fight between her and Zerin. No doubt it will be awsome. But Alucard coming and wiping everything out... now that will be better than a blowjob.
I'm curious, however, how Seras gets her arm crushed and then regenerates it in a manner similar to Alucard (with that dark red/black aura thingy). My guess is because she got bitten by Alucard (the first and most ancient of vampires) and thus became a "genuine" vampire, so to speak. Unlike most other Hellsing vampires, which are engineered through research and experiments.
But I'm really curious about how Seras' and Pip's relationship goes, and especially about the fight between her and Zerin. No doubt it will be awsome. But Alucard coming and wiping everything out... now that will be better than a blowjob.
I'm curious, however, how Seras gets her arm crushed and then regenerates it in a manner similar to Alucard (with that dark red/black aura thingy). My guess is because she got bitten by Alucard (the first and most ancient of vampires) and thus became a "genuine" vampire, so to speak. Unlike most other Hellsing vampires, which are engineered through research and experiments.
WTF what do you mean he's not the main character?... I always had the impression that he and Seras were the main characters. Even wikipedia says so.
Anyway, I remember he was slowly sailing towards Britain with the ship, so I hope he gets there in OVA 7 and butcher everyone who gets in his way.
Anyway, I remember he was slowly sailing towards Britain with the ship, so I hope he gets there in OVA 7 and butcher everyone who gets in his way.
Heya guys, I've just watched the Hellsing OVA 7 trailer http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4i7-So-sDCY
I have to say that I'm quite dissapointed 'cause, at least from the trailer I get the impression that Alucard will be missing for the most part.
Can anyone tell me if Alucard will get more than 2 minutes of screen-time in OVA7?... or will he be there just briefly like in OVAs 5-6?
I have to say that I'm quite dissapointed 'cause, at least from the trailer I get the impression that Alucard will be missing for the most part.
Can anyone tell me if Alucard will get more than 2 minutes of screen-time in OVA7?... or will he be there just briefly like in OVAs 5-6?
Hey guys, I've posted on the paranormal forum that I have repeating dreams and hallucinations from time to time, and I thought I would write my latest one down here, since Fakku! is uber enough to have a writing forum. :D
I named it "One of Many" since, well... it's one of many, as it's a reaccuring phenomena:D
One of Many
It has no taste. No fragrance or smell to stimulate the sense. I look at it as it sits motionless and cold, melting slowly just as some of my hopes... I've always liked ice-cream. I remember as I used to snap almost every time I'd see ice-cream and enter a state of "lust" for it, an urge to plunge my face in it and slurp out every drop of the chilly, cool delight... some say I would go berserk.
Ah, memorable times when I actually enjoyed life to it's fullest... not that I don't today, I'm happy to be alive and I'm thankfull for all the things I have and for those that I don't.
"Are you truly?" I heard from afar. Looking to my left, as if hoping to see the where the voice was coming from, I saw just the kitchen window roughly one quarter meter from where I sat at the table. I saw the now watery ice-cream and realized it had melted while I was lost in my thoughts.
"Lost..." the familiar hissing voice said. I didn't bother searching for the source, since I already knew that it was nowhere to be found. Not somewhere I could reach anyway. I put the bowl in the sink to clean it, but no water would pour from the faucet. Slightly irritated I turned to go to the bedroom, suddenly filled with the need to lay down, feeling tired as if I've just ran a good length at my full capacity. Heavily breathing I walked up to the kitchen door and fell through the floor. The sensation was like stepping over the edge of a cliff, one step on solid land, and the other on thin air and next thing I knew, I was falling... and falling... falling. I closed my eyes.
I was awoken by the pain in my elbow, as I realized I was laying down on the hallway floor of my apartment. Pulling myself up I saw the white painted walls, now broken and torn apart as most of my surroundings. I looked around to see a vase with a dark red rose, a red with the nuance of dried-up blood. It floated around aimlessly along with other debris, as gravity seemed to shift, the laws of physics obviously having no application in this realm. Curiously enough, I was the only thing that seemed to have retained it's weight.
"Come and see!" the voice, now that of a child, said. The ever changing voice. Somehow I knew, or rather I thought that it was always the same one, merely switching just to sound differently every time.
"I know this place." I said to myself, grinning slightly. I was here before. This was one of quite a few places I would unwillingly visit from time to time, and here as in all the other realms, no living creature, no soul, no essence but myself exists. The feeling is unexplainable, but if I were to put it in words it would be like being at the bottom of a salty sea: a sensation of being crushed under the pressure, confused and above all a feeling of loneliness so overwhelming that you could loose even yourself.
"Here, hurry!" I was interrupted by the voice, now sounding more like a hissing serpent, the little child still able to be heard, but barely. Turning towards the kitchen, my hands began to feel colder and colder, then so did my feet as if I put them in a bucket of cold water. I reached to open the window, but couldn't get a hold of the handle, my hand merely inches from it before I was pulled out and woke up leaning on the sink, which was now overflowing with the cold water pouring from the faucet. It took me a while to realise that I was back in reality, but shortly after I switched the faucet off, and grabbed a mop to clean up the mess I've made.
"No taste at all." I thought to myself again, after sweeping the floor, brushing my teeth and going to bed.
By the way, I have written some poetry, and if you guys want to, I might post it :)
And sorry for the paragraphs, they don't seem to work.
I named it "One of Many" since, well... it's one of many, as it's a reaccuring phenomena:D
One of Many
It has no taste. No fragrance or smell to stimulate the sense. I look at it as it sits motionless and cold, melting slowly just as some of my hopes... I've always liked ice-cream. I remember as I used to snap almost every time I'd see ice-cream and enter a state of "lust" for it, an urge to plunge my face in it and slurp out every drop of the chilly, cool delight... some say I would go berserk.
Ah, memorable times when I actually enjoyed life to it's fullest... not that I don't today, I'm happy to be alive and I'm thankfull for all the things I have and for those that I don't.
"Are you truly?" I heard from afar. Looking to my left, as if hoping to see the where the voice was coming from, I saw just the kitchen window roughly one quarter meter from where I sat at the table. I saw the now watery ice-cream and realized it had melted while I was lost in my thoughts.
"Lost..." the familiar hissing voice said. I didn't bother searching for the source, since I already knew that it was nowhere to be found. Not somewhere I could reach anyway. I put the bowl in the sink to clean it, but no water would pour from the faucet. Slightly irritated I turned to go to the bedroom, suddenly filled with the need to lay down, feeling tired as if I've just ran a good length at my full capacity. Heavily breathing I walked up to the kitchen door and fell through the floor. The sensation was like stepping over the edge of a cliff, one step on solid land, and the other on thin air and next thing I knew, I was falling... and falling... falling. I closed my eyes.
I was awoken by the pain in my elbow, as I realized I was laying down on the hallway floor of my apartment. Pulling myself up I saw the white painted walls, now broken and torn apart as most of my surroundings. I looked around to see a vase with a dark red rose, a red with the nuance of dried-up blood. It floated around aimlessly along with other debris, as gravity seemed to shift, the laws of physics obviously having no application in this realm. Curiously enough, I was the only thing that seemed to have retained it's weight.
"Come and see!" the voice, now that of a child, said. The ever changing voice. Somehow I knew, or rather I thought that it was always the same one, merely switching just to sound differently every time.
"I know this place." I said to myself, grinning slightly. I was here before. This was one of quite a few places I would unwillingly visit from time to time, and here as in all the other realms, no living creature, no soul, no essence but myself exists. The feeling is unexplainable, but if I were to put it in words it would be like being at the bottom of a salty sea: a sensation of being crushed under the pressure, confused and above all a feeling of loneliness so overwhelming that you could loose even yourself.
"Here, hurry!" I was interrupted by the voice, now sounding more like a hissing serpent, the little child still able to be heard, but barely. Turning towards the kitchen, my hands began to feel colder and colder, then so did my feet as if I put them in a bucket of cold water. I reached to open the window, but couldn't get a hold of the handle, my hand merely inches from it before I was pulled out and woke up leaning on the sink, which was now overflowing with the cold water pouring from the faucet. It took me a while to realise that I was back in reality, but shortly after I switched the faucet off, and grabbed a mop to clean up the mess I've made.
"No taste at all." I thought to myself again, after sweeping the floor, brushing my teeth and going to bed.
By the way, I have written some poetry, and if you guys want to, I might post it :)
And sorry for the paragraphs, they don't seem to work.
I've used Iexplorer, Firefox and Opera... none load up youtube...
2 days ago it was going fine, then sudenly it wouldn't load anymore...
2 days ago it was going fine, then sudenly it wouldn't load anymore...
Was wondering if anyone can tell me why my browser cant open youtube... I have the latest flash player installed and is still doesn't work... I instaled a different browser and it still won't work...
Thought initially that it was down or something, but it's been that way for 2 days now... suddenly it just won't load up...
Thought initially that it was down or something, but it's been that way for 2 days now... suddenly it just won't load up...
Dirty wrote...
Living a life for 5 years in your sleep. Mindblowing when you think about it.Hope you'll get over it as soon as possible. I can't imagine how it must be to be attached to the people around you for 5 years and then suddenly *poof*, gone.
Indeed, when I woke up I was utterly stunned by the fact that my wife was not beides me... and when I saw myself in the mirror, I felt like I travelled back in time. I was confused for quite a while, I didn't know what to make of it... hell, I still don't.
I wonder what my reaction would be, if I'll meet the same girl I married...
I'm beginning get used to the repeating dreams, and ocasional nightmares, but they are still keeping me from getting a good rest...
