LadyDoom

Forever a Procrastinator

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The Storm by LadyDoom, literature

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The Storm

Once, a long time ago when I was a child, I taught a goldfish to speak. He really, honest to god, could speak, and he always knew what I was saying. It was just that the only ever felt like saying was “Sandra, a storm is coming”. He was a very peculiar fish he was, but I loved him nonetheless. That fish was smart, but it took him ages to figure out how to talk. The first time he said those words—bubbly and barely audible “Sandra, a storm is coming”—I fell over in surprise, but then proceeded to panic. At the time I’d thought he’d meant

Baby's First Christmas by LadyDoom, literature

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Baby's First Christmas

My creator is shivering. She tells me that she shivers because it is cold, because it is winter. She tried to explain the concept to me once months ago. But that was back when the world outside was greener; back when she still was pacing the lab in a sunhat and sandals, talking about cutting her hair short and sipping her lemonade with an expression she has said was “pleasure”. “Spring is warm and green,” she had told me that day, her lips flexing upward in the way they did when she was teaching me, “Summer is unforgivably hot, Fall is cool and dead but colorful

Like a Moth to a Flame by LadyDoom, literature

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Like a Moth to a Flame

“The world is not what it used to be.” ‘The world is never how it used to be.’ I want to say but I remain silent, sitting, watching. My brothers and sisters are flying. In the air they dance to and fro, basking lazily in the moon’s glow. “I do not know the moon. I’m not sure if I’ve ever known the moon.” One of the older moths whispers, “There are so many moons, so many suns and stars…I am sure the world was simpler once.” And indeed there was a time when world was less complicated, if the stories that have been passed down from one generation of m

Just Add Wings: Chapter 1 by LadyDoom, literature

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Just Add Wings: Chapter 1

Day 1: 10 + 4=...20? Minamimoto Sho was killed in a gunfight on September 12 just one week before the start of his final year of high school. To some, this would be a blessing. To Sho it was a cause of frustration since he’d been counting down the days to another math-packed year of school. No one loved math more then Minamimoto, self-declared math-king of Shibuya High, so naturally he was kind of ticked off by the whole dying business. It was then, standing in the middle of Shibuya’s Scramble Crossing that it occurred to Sho that he should be able to be pissed since he was, well...dead

For the Sake of Business. by LadyDoom, literature

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For the Sake of Business.

Three months and two cases following the first test trial for the Jurist System, it occurred quiet suddenly to Apollo that he was all but living at the Wright Talent Agency. Behind the main office there were two bedrooms—one for Mr. Wright and one for Trucy— a kitchen and a spare room filled with old case files and all sorts of new law books which Mr. Wright was studying whenever he got the chance in preparation for retaking the bar examinations. Somehow however, most of Apollo’s worldly possessions were strewn haphazardly about that room, and for some reason he’d been sleeping on the shoddy little couch that’d been

When Its Alright to be Wrong by LadyDoom, literature

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When Its Alright to be Wrong

When It’s Alright to be Wrong A "Politically Correct" Case: Part I of II Ima wasn’t really religious. It wasn’t that she was an atheist or anything, it was just that she didn’t care because she had more important things to worry about. Of course, not caring about religion didn’t stop Ima from believing that someone up there had it in for her, or that she was the butt of some divine joke. After all, what other explanation was there for her name? Ima Wrong. Either some God was having a good laugh at her expense, or otherwise her parents had been very, very drunk w

Strawberries in the Fridge by LadyDoom, literature

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Strawberries in the Fridge

There were strawberries in the dark refrigerator, and even in the almost nonexistent light I could see they had long since molded. They sat there innocently, soft, fuzzy and wretched, and I wondered briefly if she had bought them just before she’d left. Or perhaps she’d bought them weeks ago, and they’d already been getting a bit too old by the time her eyes had flickered to the door and made a final decision. Aside from the strawberries there was nothing. Everything else was empty: empty tables, empty chairs, empty cabinets, empty bookshelves, and an empty house. Save fo

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The Power of Wrath by LadyDoom, literature

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The Power of Wrath

The Power of Wrath Hands shaking, Christa reached forward to grasp the silver doorknob. Her lips quivered, and her face dripped with sweat and fear: fear of the truth, and of what might happen in the room behind the door. For a moment, she hesitated, her fingers frozen above the knob, twitching. The act of opening a door is a simple one; simple, painless, and easy. But at the moment, the decision to open the door wasn’t easy at all, because really, if she were telling the truth, she was hesitant to go into the room that remind her so much of him, and what he had done. She had de

A Clean Slate-- Chapter 1 by LadyDoom, literature

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A Clean Slate-- Chapter 1

Chapter 1- Why? Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out… Why am I doing this breathing thing anyway…? Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out… Oh, yes… to live. I must breath to live, right…? I breathe air to be alive. In, out, in, out…a constant rhythm that will repeat itself again and again until I breathe my last breath… in, and out. Why am I thinking this…? In, out, in, out. I think… I was able to do this without thinking once before, so why start thinking about breathing now? Why not just let it BE… I BREATHE. There are no in’s, or out’s about it,

A Pair of Purple Converse by LadyDoom, literature

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A Pair of Purple Converse

A pair of purple converse sneakers: That’s all in the world that I can truly claim as my own. I bought them a year go for about fifteen bucks with money that I got from relatives in holiday cards. Everything else in my life isn’t really mine; the clothes in my closet, the posters in my room, the desk in the corner where I do homework, the name brand shampoo in the shower, my favorite junk food in the cabinet, my school things—my parents bought all of that. But my converse… I bought those, so they’re all mine. And I always have my life savings ($62.32) stuffed into the two toes, so truly, I always have everything I

Lost Pennies by LadyDoom, literature

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Lost Pennies

I love change, and especially quarters. I always buy peppermint patties at the pizza parlor with them, and when I was little I’d always put one of those Washington coins in the bubblegum machine, and watch the little colored ball drop, praying for pink. But I can’t help but think we take change for granted; in my lifetime, I’ve probably put a hundred of coins into a hundred bubblegum and pinball machines, and that’s a hundred of dollars lost, never meant to have come all together in my pocket. People despise pennies it seems, because you can find them everywhere: on the streets, in the park, in the forgotten corners of

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When Its Alright to be Wrong

For the Sake of Business. by LadyDoom, literature

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For the Sake of Business.

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Baby's First Christmas by LadyDoom, literature

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Baby's First Christmas

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About LadyDoom

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July 20
United States
Deviant for 16 years
www.fanfiction.net/~pyrofreeze
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Current Residence: ...In a House.
Favourite genre of music: Eh, I'm not really picky; I like everything except most country and rap songs.
Operating System: Windows Vista
MP3 player of choice: Ipod
Shell of choice: ...whad does this MEAN anyway?
Wallpaper of choice: Whatever my current obsession is. Right now it's Gokudera themed. ^_^
Skin of choice: My own thank you very much. (Ick, wearing other people's skin... no thank you.)

Favourite Visual Artist

Obata Takeshi and Miyazaki-san probably... as well as my sis. ^_^

Favourite Movies

V for Vendetta or Dead Poet's Society Probably.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

I LOVE THEM ALL. -hugs-

Favourite Writers

Too many... YOU CAN'T MAKE ME CHOOSE.

Favourite Games

Hard to choose... I love Kingdom Hearts, Harvest Moon, All Zelda Games, and the "Tales of"

Favourite Gaming Platform

Xbox 360 and Computer

Tools of the Trade

My handy dandy pencil and a fresh notebook; and a keyboard too.

Other Interests

Anime/Manga, Reading, Writing, Music, the Trumpet, among other shtuff.

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LadyDoom

Nov 5, 2010

New Account: Radio2Mars

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So, here's the thing: I haven't really liked my account name for awhile now.  I really wish DA had an option to change user names.  Even if it were some sort of really strictly regulated system it would just make everything SO MUCH easier. But since I CAN'T do that, that means NEW ACCOUNT. I created this account: http://radio2mars.deviantart.com/ yesterday, and eventually I'll actually start using it.  I'm probably still going to be hanging around as 'LadyDoom' for awhile yet, but when I (eventually) have new stuff to share I'll be posting it to my new DA. Just in case anyone cares, I won't be taking down any of my work here down; I'll jus

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LadyDoom

Dec 5, 2009

Post-Nanowrimo. Bring on the Holidays!

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My first weekend without nanowrimohaha it felt strange this week not spending every free moment typing away at my computer :P   I did, in fact, make it past 50k (yay me!) but I didn't actually finish the story.  : I didn't really have a grasp on how much and how little 50,000 words were and spent a lot of time dithering around and figuring out who the characters were at the beginning before finding my way with the plot.  I should have outlined, but, eh, oh well.  Live and learn I suppose.  And I did learn.  Nanowrimo was a great experience.  Stressful as heck at times, and I'm afraid to reread any of what I've written out of fear of wh

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LadyDoom

Nov 14, 2009

To Whom It May Concern...

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Dear Other Story Ideas, Activities That Are Not Writing, and Homework, Other story ideas and activities that are not writing: You lot can wait until December after Nanowrimo is over, can't you?  I mean, it's not THAT far away, so leave me alone. Also, homework.  Stop being overbearing.  It's annoying.  Just because break is coming up doesn't mean you get to jump at me from all directions at once. No Love, Me P.S. Nanowrimo is insane.  I've been slightly behind in word count for about a week, but I'm hoping to amend that this weekend.  I've never written so much in so little time before...and at times it's a rather fun, and almost...I dun