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About XxEmo_PaganxX

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    anything that doesn't include clowns, Justin bieber, or anything bright and sunny. I hate bright and sunny.
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  1. Seven credits left in school!! Hellz yeah!! Bitches will trip when I'm outta there!!!

  2. Trying to bring a band together. Going good so frikkin far!!!! :)

  3. Never mind. Discarded. It was stupid. I will stick with my stories. lol

    1. Purple Witch

      Purple Witch

      you okay? here if you want to or need to talk

  4. Never mind. Discarded. It was stupid. I will stick with my stories. lol

  5. Writing a song! Will post it soon!!

  6. This isn't exactly a short story, it's part of a book that I'm writing. I hope you like it! WHEN THE HORSEMEN RIDE Chapter 1 “A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.” -Ingrid Bergman- The snow fell softly onto the frost-covered ground. Adam sat quietly on his window sill, still thinking about her. Her coffin had to be empty. HAD to be! There were still so many things he needed to say to her. He sighed and watched as his warm breath fogged up the glass. He stuck his finger on it and began to draw her insignia. Soon the doodle faded but it was still imprinted in his mind . . . actually, more like scarred into his brain. Always there, always her. He’d seen her die so many times, but he never thought she’d actually stay dead. Suddenly realizing how contradicting his thoughts were, he shook his head and began to look around the room. It seemed emptier without her barging in to give him a mission. He snickered as the thought brought up fond memories of their experiences. Regardless, the memory of her dead still burned his mind. There were burning buildings as the town was being demolished by creatures that were not of this world. Hideous little bastards they were. The man that released them claimed to be Lucifer himself and the only way to open the gate to hell was to kill its guardian bloodline, the Yasutora line. Angel Lee Yasutora’s family and herself. He slowly eliminated them one by one until he got to her, saving her for the last. He tormented her, drove her to the point of complete madness, and then he used it all against her. She died that very day. Her last words made him leader of her demon hunting organization. He gave the orders now. He took her place, but it has to only be temporary right? She has to come back! As if to awaken him from his thoughts, there was a soft knock on his door. “Master Adam? We’ve got reports of demon activity. We need you to sort the team. Can you please come with me?” Adam did not reply. He still didn’t like the idea of taking her place. He couldn’t. “Master Adam, as your right hand, I will take charge if need be. I-“ “NO!” Adam cut in, “I’ll be there in a moment.” She was silent for a moment, and then replied with a simple “yes sir” before walking away. Adam stood and took one last look out the window. It’s going to be a long night. “Well it’s now or never.” He said to the darkness that surrounded him as he walked away. He stepped into a futuristic looking science lab that they used for home base. This lab was built underneath a mansion that Angel’s father left to her when she came back to America from Paraiso. He smirked a little as her name floated through his mind. As he walked through, people were rushing past him, from corner to corner, trying to sort out this mess. Researchers were reading old texts, making notes and relaying information to the hunters that were nearby. He felt the energy and excitement that Angel had always talked about, but he knew hers had been slightly different. She felt this because she could feel the power and the fact that she had created this and the fate of the world rested in their hands. A woman with red hair and green eyes walked up and, with the same demanding voice, said, “Master Adam. We are having a problem in south-side Stillwater. Here are the demons that have been sighted in that area. Who do you think is suitable to go?” She said as she handed him a list of demons. He looked over it carefully. The demon Fey was there, Coral, Chase, and Kin. Kin. They had run-ins with him before. Almost everyone on that team died because of that. He had to be careful for fear of running into him again. “Red, you’re going to lead the team. Kayle is going with you as your second, and the rest is yours. Choose wisely.” He said firmly Red saluted him with a look of satisfaction and walked away, giving orders. Adam gave a heavy sigh and walked over to the memorial case which held some of the items Angel used in her final battle. This included her favorite weapons, her cracked helmet, her dog tags, even her voice manipulator. Just seeing this made him think about her again. He missed her so much. He wished she’d come back. Chapter 2 “Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.” -Maya Angelou- He hung around the lab for a while before collecting a few weapons and gong on a hunt himself, leaving Damien in charge. He left the mansion gates into a scene of snowy destruction. Despite the cold, burning buildings, rubble and litter that was left over from the town becoming “the devil’s playground,” were still visible beneath the thick sheet of snow. All this was once Stillwater, Oklahoma. He walked through its empty streets that ran by what used to be Lowe’s and let his EMF meter run as he swept it across the space in front of him. He walked by both entrances to the parking lot of what was left of Cimarron Townhomes and the meter began to flicker. He looked around him and saw nothing at first, but the next thing he knew, he was on his back with the creature on top of him. He wrestled it for a moment, keeping it at a safe distance, and yanked out his custom glock with bullets laced with holy water, and shot the human vessel in the face. There was a small twinge in his mind. The fear, the humanity, It was the refusal to shoot as the vessel as it was a little girl with a teddy bear soaked in blood. Of course, whatever image he had of the sweet girl she probably was, it quickly disappeared as the child stood again with half her face missing. Rising to his feet, he wiped at an errant streak of blood that splattered his face. They locked sights, both waiting for the other to make a move. Despite his patience, it seemed like the more he waited, the more this thing was winning. She cocked her head to the side. The gleam in her eye made him prepare for a smart-ass remark. “You seem . . . tense. Could it be that you are nervous? Are you scared? ,” She began to walk in a relaxed circle around him, “You know, I’ve seen her. She is beautiful.” Seen who? Angel? Impossible! This is ridiculous!! Why is he standing here and listening to this monster?! “You know what is most beautiful about her? Her blood. I remember seeing her. You see, first we shaved her head. Then, we shaved off her skin. After she hung there like meat on a hook for a while, we began to cut her, piece by-” He shot her again. He kept shooting. Not stopping. He didn’t stop until he heard nothing but the clicking from the gun. Then he knew what he had to do. The Latin words came to mind naturally. Not surprisingly really, Angel had almost literally drilled them into his head. “Exorcizo te, immunde spiritus, in nomine Dei Patris omnipotentis, et in nomine domini nostri, Iesu Christi, et in nomine Spiritus Sancti.” Just as he said these words, the young vessel and the thing in her body screamed simultaneously. Almost as if they were one being. The girl’s eyes were black. Then something that looked almost like engine oil dripped from them. It was also streaming out of her nose and spilling from her mouth. As many times as he’d seen thing, he still couldn’t get used to seeing it from a child. It killed him inside just a little more. The scream that came from the finally released creature echoed through the town as it disintegrated into the concrete, leaving a black stain within the snow. He felt the oppressive energy from around him. Moving in to defense mode, he became awake and alert. The energy got stronger, stronger. Whatever it was, it was close, powerful, and gone. There was nothing there. He looked around. Damn it Adam. Keep your wits ABOUT you!!!! You’re making yourself sense these things. They’re all over the place!!!! This thought ran through his mind. He felt like a moron. Without letting his guard down, he continued on, his feet crunching the snow beneath him. He walked past a few fast-food stores that looked like even the demons didn’t want their food when they demolished the pathetic buildings. It was an interesting observation. Jumping over a few totaled cars, he made his way to Wal-Mart, which was (of course) still standing. “Its funny, I used to hate coming here. Now it’s like heaven.” He said to the empty winter air as he smiled at the irony in the statement. With a sudden stop, he realized something. He still spoke as if she were right next to him... He must be losing his mind. He shook his head and continued on. He muscled open the once automatic doors and made his way inside the looted, littered, and no longer crowded general store. He pulled out his EMF meter and switched it on. Very little activity here. He was glad for this fact. He didn’t want to go through another storefront brawl with a demon. Definitely not something he wanted to happen again. He tracked his way over to the sporting goods center and loaded a pack he was carrying with him full of ammo and extra weapons. Something reminded him about the time when he actually had to pay for this stuff. Funny, it was only about a year ago and it seemed like a long time. So, for a little self-inflicted humor, he pulled out his wallet and left one of his credit cards on the counter. He began to snicker a little at his joke, though it didn’t last long. Jokes like that never do when you’re alone. Just as he was about to high-tail it out of there, his EMF meter began to flicker. With quick thinking, he pulled out his glock as he began to move. He dropped the empty clip and began reaching for another when he heard a loud crash. He skidded behind a shelf to catch his breath. “We know you’re here. Come on out!!” He heard a sickly sweet feminine voice That’s when Adam decided to take a peek. He looked out and saw two unfamiliar vessels, both male. Then, he spotted her. Fey. Shit, shit, SHIT!!!! What the hell do I do? If I run, Fey will sure as hell catch me!! But If I stay, I’m dead meat!!! Gimme a fuckin’ break!!! “I smell you boy. There’s no point in hiding.” Fey said in a cooing voice that sounded like she was enjoying this C’mon Adam. You’re better than this! THINK!!! There’s gotta be some kinda way outta this!!! As he thought this, Fey gave a sickly laugh that sent chills up his spine. “Marco.” He began reaching for the other clip “Polo.” He didn’t have much time left. “Marco.” He dropped it.. “GOTCHA!!!” He began to run. His entire world seemed to be collapsing around him as the other demons began pushing over the shelves, barely missing him. Then, gravity began to take over as he stumbled over something. The fall knocked the wind out of him. All the oxygen around him seemed to be gone. He couldn’t breathe. There was a slap on his back, and then with a big gasp, he felt the air fill his lungs. A hand grabbed face, squeezing his chin. “Well, aren’t we just a cutie? I think I’ll keep you,” He began to reach for something. Anything. “C’mon, don’t be shy boy.” He felt the cool, hard metal of a baseball bat. Without a second thought, he bashed her over the head with it. He scrambled to where his last magazine had fallen and wrenched it out from underneath one of the shelves just in time to doge a swing from one of the demons. He took off running, snatched his bag, and loaded his gun. This was it. He had a split second descision. Okay, choice one. Shoot them with holy water bullets and hope it delays them enough to get away. Problem, last mag. Choice two. Shoot the glass and run like hell and hope they choose not to fallow me. Problem, they probably will. Dammit, why can’t my choices ever be easy?! With this thought, he made his choice. He ran towards the doors and fired at the glass. With one leap, he busted through it and ran. Pushing himself to his limit, he took one look back. They didn’t follow him. Too easy. But if I get away, I don’t really care. And with that, he took off. Chapter 3 “A friend who dies, it's something of you who dies.” -Gustave Flaubert- He had been running for hours before he was sure he had lost them. Damn, He thought That’s what you get for being too cocky!!! He laughed at himself. He can be such a moron sometimes. As the exhaustion of his encounter faded, he looked around at his surroundings. Boomer Lake . . . it used to be such a beautiful place, but now it’s just a place that smells of decomposing bodies and sulfur. Bodies that had either no use or served their purpose were dumped into the lake, which was now red with blood. It was devastating. Why? He was beginning to break down. Angel, I need you! Tears burned his eyes. I lov- His thoughts were interrupted by a long ranged walkie-talkie he carried with him. “Master Adam, can you hear me? Over.” It was Red and her countrified, demanding voice. I can’t break down now!! What the hell am I doing? These people NEED me! I think I’m losing my friggin’ mind!!! “Adam, I know you can hear me. Answer PLEASE! Over!” Red was getting frustrated. If he didn’t answer, she would probably send a search party out for him. He can’t have that. “This is Adam. What do you need? Over.” “Get your ass back to base! We got ourselves a situation! Over!” Situation? What could it be this time? “What kind of situation? Over.” “Sir, I’m not sure how to put this. Adam, someone broke in. Well I can’t say that because they knew the codes and everything! Adam I . . . I think it was Angel . . . . Over.” Angel. His breath almost left him again. How? She couldn’t be alive. She, she . . . “Red, don’t touch anything! I’ll be right over as soon as I can! Over!” He shoved the walkie back into his pocket and began his trek back to base. After walking for hours, he couldn’t bear the anticipation. He moved along, checking vehicles to see if they were in driving shape. That was when he spotted a Jeep Grand Cherokee. In love, he checked it. It was in perfect working order!!! What luck! He opened the driver’s side to check for keys. Damn. Nothing. Ah hell, well I guess you can’t get that lucky. He chunked his pack into the passenger’s side and hopped in. He sighed. Hot-wiring was a bitch but he had no choice. Once it roared to life, he drove. He dodged other cars, took detours, and sped as fast as he could. He felt free, the excitement of “putting the pedal to the metal.” He was enjoying himself, then suddenly, a blonde woman appeared out of nowhere and he hit her. Afraid to get out of the car, he stuck his head out the window and watched her for a moment. Her eyes were closed. He began to reach for his glock, when suddenly, her jet black eyes opened and she began to get up. Panicked, Adam stomped on the gas pedal and ran her over again, without a second look back. He sped his way to their home base and rushed inside. He was about to babble what happened to him to Red until he saw what she was talking about. No one was harmed. The only thing that looked out of place was the memorial case in the back. It was smashed to pieces, and it’s contents were gone. Angel . . . . . . . . “Don’t you start too,” Damien said “It could’ve been anybody! You know very well that people were after her weapons and armor. She’s DEAD. That’s that. You need to move on! All of you!!!” That was when he had enough. He walked over and balled up his fist. His first instinct, swing. The blow knocked him off his feet. Damien was on the floor, in a daze. “I didn’t want to do that Damien,” he said in a low growl, “But the truth is, none of us know if she really is or not. And if you start doubting, then everyone will. Even me. I don’t want to doubt her. Not for a second!!!” With that he made his way to the shattered memorial case and began to pick through it. He came upon a folded note. Picking it up, he opened it to find Angel’s handwriting inside. His end is nigh!! The time for Lucifer’s rein is coming to an end!!!! HE WILL FALL!!! He read it aloud. The room went silent. He looked around at the surprised and confused looks. “What the hell are you all staring at? Clean this up and get back to work! The extinction of human beings is not going to wait for us!!!” He yelled as he shoved note into his pocket With that, everyone began moving, cleaning, researching, whatever. Adam glanced at Red. “Red, lemme see the security video. We should be able to get a better look of her there.” Red nodded and rushed over to the security room where everyone was kept track of. He walked in shortly after she pulled up the video. She played it. And it went on. And on. And on. And on, and on, and on, and ononononononon- “GHAAAAH! I can’t take it any more! Just fast forward it!!!” He screamed, frustrated Red gave him a look like he was crazy, but followed his orders anyway. Once they reached the part with the initial break-in, she played the video again. They witnessed it. This wasn’t a break-in. She really did know the codes!! She had to have. He saw the light above the door turn green, and she walked right in! She was in a black cloak, all black. You couldn’t even see her face she was in so much black. Wow. People almost instantaneously noticed this strange intruder and began to attack her. Then something strange happened. These black . . . shadowy . . . tentacle-like things emerged from the ground and trapped the hunters to the floor. No harm done. Just trapped. “All I can say is what the fuck.” Adam declared, sounding like he was disturbed “Yeah, well I say that ain’t right.” Red said unequivocally “I agree. it is a little, disturbing if you know what I mean.” Damien said in a joking voice Both turned very slowly and glared at him, making it obvious that they didn’t find him amusing. His little chuckle turned into a wimper as he saw that they weren’t laughing. Both shook their head and looked back at the video just in time to see her leave and everything pretty much return to normal, save the broken memorial case and the confused people. “Wait, how did she do that? What just happened? What was with the shadows?” Damien babbled, sounding very confused. “Well it ain’t faked or anything. If it was, then this chick was ridin’ Bob the invisible bronco.” Red said in her country twang Adam smiled at the reference. “Who the hell is Bob the Invisible Bronco?” he asked Red looked offended. “What” You think jus’ ‘cause I grew up in Texas means we didn’t have things like that? I had imaginary friends too y’know!!” Adam couldn’t hold it any longer. He fell out of the chair and just laughed. Red began to throw a fit and said her “country-fiedcurse words”, which made him laugh harder. She finally shut her mouth when she realized why he was laughing. After the moment of glorious comedy, Adam picked himself up and took one more look at the video. It was definitely Angel. He pulled out the note again and read it. “He will fall huh? Let’s hope so.” Adam smiled I hope you like it!!
  7. People, read my poem!! I was serious about what I said!! lol Much luvs to you all!!

  8. Ish ok. I don't mind. lol Try and find someone who would though. I would love to see his reaction. LOL
  9. Sometimes I wish for things as I lay here in my bed, I’ll wish to be someonelse But I’ll be here instead. I’ll wish that I could fly over a mountain or the sea! Sometimes I’ll wish I could fly over your head, Where a superhero would be. Sometimes I’ll wish I were someone in a different time or place, But instead just be this empty space. Sometimes I’ll wish that I could leave this hell But instead I’ll just be this empty shell. This is dedicated to my ex-bf. He can go fuck himself. His name is Travis Carlson. Find him on Myspace. Send him Hatemail. lol BTW, Those of you that really would do that for me, Umm send me a pic of him first so I can make sure it's him. lol (you don't have to take it seriously though lol)
  10. STUPID FUCKING GOVERNMENT ASSHOLES!! Congress has those bills and they need to be destroyed!!!! SOPA and PIPA will not work!!

  11. In love but I won't say who. No kiss and tell!!! lol

    1. XxEmo_PaganxX


      I'm glad chu tink soo!!

    2. XxEmo_PaganxX


      But maybe you can guess. He's one of my friends. but the thing is, he may not be even on this website. Here's my facebook. You can decide from here or there!!

      Heather Schaub

  12. Screw the government! Send me a cheer if you stand with me! Up with Anonymous and down with this joke of a leading Government!!!!!

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    2. XxEmo_PaganxX


      I know you're not. I just can't get pope to do this. But its okay. Have many friends so It's kinda pointless to be cheering. lol

    3. XxEmo_PaganxX


      YAYZZZZ!!!!!! Tell you're friends about this support!!!

    4. XxEmo_PaganxX


      It's the same here in America. That is why my mother and I created the ZEN REVOLUTION. We stand and fight anything that cheats, lies, and, steals our rights. And the inevitable truth is: WE WILL WIN!!!

  13. That is awesome. I love that! lol

  14. Indoctrination. This nation is too large, too greedy. America should protest! I will do my best to begin this revolution. If it's a rebel thing to do, then a rebel I'll be. I'll be there.

  15. No contact with that girl. Oh well. It doesn't matter.

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