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  <title>A Shrine To Albel</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Sep 2007 21:26:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>icons</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Fatal Frame/Project Zero 3; The Tormented&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Reika Kuze (3)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Rei Kurosawa (2)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Miku Hinasaki (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Legend of Zelda - Twilight Princess&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Link (3)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Midna (3)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Zelda (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fate/Stay Night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saber (5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Ocean Till the End of Time&lt;br /&gt;[x] Albel Nox (5)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Cliff Fittir (1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/cliff.png&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/albel4.png&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/albel5.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://gem-icons.livejournal.com/4075.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Follow the trail of crimson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 23:30:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Playlist!</title>
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  <description>I totally stole this from The LutherXFayt Community. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song (or songs) do you think would fit Albel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a whole playlist on meh iPod but I think Fadeaway by Celldweller is a good song for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 20:15:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Icons :D</title>
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  <description>Icon post :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Icons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Lion King (10)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kingdom Hearts (4)&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Legend of Zelda (Twilight Princess) (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[x] Star Ocean III (3)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Header&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Lion King (1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/scar4.png&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/vexen.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/linkhero.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://gem-icons.livejournal.com/3719.html&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Follow teh fake cut~!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-posted on several communities, my personal journal and my icon journal.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 17:18:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dias or Albel?</title>
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  <description>So...am playing SO2. I was just wondering...wjo do you think would win in a fight between Dias and Albel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say Albel but it would be a close match...*shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discuss! ^___^</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 18:02:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>fanart type</title>
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  <description>Hi everyone, this is my first post here.&lt;br /&gt;I was bored one day and decided to draw some pictures. I drew 2 of my all time favorite video game characters, Albel and Argilla (SMT:Digital Devil Saga). I&apos;m not a very good artist so it&apos;s more of a doodle. But anyhoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/55389940/&quot;&gt;Albel and Argilla&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Dir en grey - The Fatal Believer</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2007 04:39:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Be Alive, Damn It! ;__;</title>
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  <description>Ok. Posting a challenge! I KNOW YOU CAN SEE ME ON YOUR FRIEND&apos;S PAGE! XD Sorry. It&apos;s late and I&apos;m spazzing.  I&apos;m going to do it too. Just give me a week or so because I&apos;m going out of town tomorrow. With no Internet access. n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Here&apos;s the challenge. I want you to do this. Make something out of this quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &quot;When I&apos;m good, I&apos;m good. But when I&apos;m bad I&apos;m even better.&quot; &lt;/i&gt; Mae West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t have to use the quote. Just give me something about being good or evil, naughty or nice. It can be a fic, an icon, fan art anything! Just give me something, ok? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please? ;__;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news- I dyed my hair blue for the summer! I&apos;m like a pseudo-Fayt with longer hair and boobies! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 01:31:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hi! Community Pimpage.</title>
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  <description>Ok. I&apos;ve just been handed handed owner ship of &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;wicked_albel&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-albel.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wicked-albel.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wicked_albel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by &amp;lt;lj user=&amp;quot;touched_venus&amp;gt; and I need your help to keep it alive. So, if you aren&amp;#39;t a member, please join and post! And if you&amp;#39;re already a memeber, please post! &amp;lt;3

Much love
Monk.

PS- The MAze of Tribulations makes meh head hurt. ;___; *sob*</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 May 2007 05:07:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&lt;div class=&apos;ljparseerror&apos;&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup (&apos;&amp;lt;_&amp;lt;&amp;gt;&apos;) in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width: 95%; overflow: auto&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;_&amp;lt; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; Where is everyone? ;__;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</title>
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  <description>Yay! I got added as a maintainer! Whoever added me, muchos gracias! &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 I come with ficcage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah. It was late and I was tired.....These fics are cracktastic. &amp;lt;_&amp;lt; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Here&apos;s the first fic. I&apos;ve seen a lot of fics about the origin of Albel&apos;s name and I think I&apos;m going to do a companion fic focusing on Luther....(Who I still haven&apos;t beaten. ;__;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Devil&apos;s Friends&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Eh. PG.&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: It&apos;s Fayt and Albel...only if you shove Fayt into Albel&apos;s lap. Pretty gen-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Eh. Takes place in-game, just before going to fight Crosell.&amp;nbsp; Cracktatsic.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Fayt discovers what &apos;Albel&apos; means.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Devil&apos;s Friends&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fayt leans out of the window, breathing in the air of Arias. Funny. He can&apos;t smell danger. All he can smell&amp;nbsp;is the ocean and sweet bread. He sighs and rests his head on his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hey, Fayt. What&apos;s wrong?&quot; He looks up to see Nel leaning against a bookcase.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Oh...hi, Nel. I didn&apos;t hear you come in.&quot; She smiles and shakes her head before walking next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;What are you thinking about?&quot; Fayt shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Nothing, really. Just trying to figure out what I&apos;m going to do about the Vendeeni.&quot; Nel rolls her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I thought we made it clear you weren&apos;t in this alone.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;But this isn&apos;t your&amp;nbsp; fight.&quot; He protests. &quot;You guys should have never been involved in the first pla-&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Don&apos;t be an idiot.&quot; She snaps. He winces. &quot;It really doesn&apos;t suit you. No one alone can change the world, Fayt. The same goes for saving it.&quot; Fayt nods.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I guess you&apos;re right.&quot; Nel pats him on the shoulder. &quot;I mean, Cliff can beat up anyone, even The Marquis.&quot; Ok. So maybe he&amp;nbsp;isn&apos;t so sure about that. He&apos;s allowed to be optimistic. &quot;You and Adray are great symbologists and Albel is the best swordsman in all of Airyglyph.&quot; At the mention of Albel&apos;s name, Nel&apos;s brow furrows.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;If he&apos;ll help us.&quot; Fayt tilts his head.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Why wouldn&apos;t he?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;His king isn&apos;t exactly an ideal man to follow. He let him be wrongfully imprisioned. And I wouldn&apos;t think that Albel is too happy about this alliance either.&quot; Fayt remembers seeing Albel imprisioned. The sight filled&amp;nbsp;him with a rage he still can&apos;t give a reason for.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;He could betray us to get back at his king.&quot; Nel shakes her head. &quot;His name doesn&apos;t suit him at all.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You make is sound like he&apos;s already done it. Jeez. Wait....his name? What&apos;s it mean?&quot; Fayt asks curiously. Nel laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I forget sometimes you aren&apos;t one of us. Albel...it means &apos;ligt-bearer.&apos;&quot; Fayt stares are her incredously.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;&apos;Light-bearer&apos;.&quot; He repeats. &quot;No way. You serious?&quot; Nel nods. &quot;Creepy...&quot; He mutters to himself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Did you say something, Fayt?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Uh...yeah. I&apos;m going to go for a walk.&quot; She nods and continues to stare out of the window. Fayt walks down the stairs and exits the Crimson Blade headquarters. He sighs and lets his feet lead him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;Light-bearer...Lucifer...the beautiful angel who fell because of his pride. He became everything wrong in the world. He became the sinful desires of all mankind. He became twisted and ugly, yet he always seemed to remain beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;He stops and realizes he has made his way to the temple. He pushes open the door and sees messy black hair in front of a pew. He smiles and walks over.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hey, Albel. You praying?&quot; Albel scoffs and keeps his eyes fixed on the altar.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Do not clump me in with these maggots, fool. I don not pray. I have no use for it.&quot; His face contorts into a scowl. &quot;These fools should be working.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;...Don&apos;t like religion, eh?&quot; Albel shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;As I said, I have no use for it.&quot; Fayt sits next to Albel, accidentally sitting closer than he intended. His shoulder bumps Albel&apos;s. Albel gives him a seething glare but doesn&apos;t find it nessacary to move.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hey, Albel?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;What?&quot; Albel asks in an annoyed tone.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Can I ask you something?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Bah.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You will help us, right?&quot; He cuts his eyes over to Fayt&apos;s.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Why wouldn&apos;t I?&quot; Fayt shifts uncomfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;.....Payback.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Payback?&quot; Albel sounds surprised. &quot;Payback for whom? My king?&quot; Fayt nods.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;It&apos;s what I would do.&quot; To his amazement, Albel laughs. &quot;Albel! I&apos;m being serious!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You think being chained to a wall for a few months would make me so foolish? Liste, Fayt, and listen well. I&apos;m not here for my king or for my country or for this ridiculous alliance.&quot; Fayt stares.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;What are you here for, then?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;I&apos;m here for you.&quot; Fayt blushes and scoots back.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Me?! Why?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;It isn&apos;t because I like you. I want to find what makes you so powerful and take it for my own. I want to use your weaknesses against you so I can rule you.&quot; Fayt blinks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Um....&quot; Albel smirks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Still want to befriend me now?&quot; Fayt shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Even the Devil has friends.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Devil? What the hell is that?&quot; Fayt just laughs and laughs. Albel rolls his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Fool.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Albel is in denail. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Of Villains and Hereos.&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Umm...PG-13-ish?&lt;br /&gt;Pairings: Fayt and&amp;nbsp; Albel&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Horny Fayt. XD Also, I&apos;m trying to write in the mind of a teenage guy. &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Fayt is tired of being a hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;And, you know...chains and stuff.&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Under the night sky, Fayt ponders what it means to be a villain.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Think only of yourself. Show no mercy.&quot; He leans foward, hands pushing Fayt back&amp;nbsp;by the shoulders. Fayt lets out a surprised yelp. &quot;Take no prisoners. And take what you want if it&apos;s not given.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Albel lays a few feet away, but is not asleep. Fayt can tell because there are no screams. He can&apos;t hel[p but wonder what he is thinking about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fayt is sick of being the hero. Always helping everyone and never asking for anything in return. Now he&apos;s become an idol, a saint, something holy and something pure.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He has desires too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He often thinks about marching up to Albel and making him want him. He wants to just pin him down and well..you know, ravish him. And make him submit to his desires. With...you know, chains and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; But even as he desires, he knows Albel too well to even hope. Albel would never submit to anyone. He won&apos;t even kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Does desire make you wicked? Or is it desiring the wicked that makes you a villian?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Fayt crawls over to Albel. His eyes are closed but he still is not asleep. If Fayt leans foward just slightly....&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;What are you doing, fool?&quot; One crimson eye opens to stare balefully at him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;I&apos;m going to kiss you wether you like it or not!&quot; Fayt declares. Albel rolls over.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;That&apos;s a good one. Tell me another.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I&apos;m going to ravish you until you want me.&quot; Fayt tells him bluntly. Albel sits up quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;What?!&quot; Fayt nods.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;That&apos;s right. I&apos;m going to learn every inch of you until you beg me to let you go.&quot; They stare at each other, one in shock and the other in lust.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;So why don&apos;t you do it, then?&quot; Fayt blinks.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Give me a minute!&quot; Albel chuckles and lays down again. He rolls on his side, once again facing away from his companion.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You don&apos;t have the guts.&quot;&amp;nbsp; The next thing Albel knew a blue-hair boy had jusy landed on top of him and began planting clumsy kisses all over his face.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;The hell do you think you&apos;re doing?&quot; Fayt latches on to his neck. &quot;Hey! Hey, stop that! You aren&apos;t a leech!&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;No.&quot; Fayt says against his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;What? Do you &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;a deathwish?&quot; Fayt sits up and glares at him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Kiss me. Right now.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Are you out of your mind?&quot; Albel growls. &quot;I will &lt;em&gt;not-&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;We can have angry sex.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;!&quot; Fayt shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I mean, it doesn&apos;t really matter to me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;We&apos;re not having sex. Now get off.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Kiss me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;No.&quot; Fayt pouts and crosses his arms.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Then I&apos;m staying right here.&quot; Albel grabs his hips and throws him to the side. He scoots away and glares. Fayt simply crawls back on top of him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Damn it!&quot; Fayt moves is fingers like little spiders across Albel&apos;s chest and neck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I&apos;d prefer it if you were the one who kissed me.&quot; Albel snorts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;You&apos;re just a coward.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You&apos;re afraid too.&quot; Fayt sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I&apos;ll never give in. So if you want your kiss, go get if from the girl you left behind.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;But I don&apos;t want just any kiss. I want a villainous and wicked kiss.&quot; Fayt grins.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Bah.&quot; Fayt sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;I guess if you won&apos;t do it...&quot; Fayt leans down and gives Albel a kiss. He smiles.&amp;nbsp; He wants to stay like this for the rest of the night, just kissing Albel and-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Ow!&quot; Fayt pulls back and holds his lip. &quot;You son of a bitch!&quot; He swears. Albel gives him a lopsided grin.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Don&apos;t be a baby. You aren&apos;t even bleeding.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;It still hurt.&quot;&amp;nbsp;Fayt mumbles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You got your kiss. Not get off.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;No.&quot; Fayt lays down on top of him and stretches. &quot;You&apos;re comfy.&quot; He yawns, nuzzling his neck. Albel sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;How did I get stuck with you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Because opposites attract?&quot; Fayt suggests. Albel tangles his good hand into&amp;nbsp;Fayt&apos;s hair.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;You really are a little villain.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fluff....*shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Ficcage!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross-posted to faytXalbel and my writing journal, therainbowriot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Monk</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2007 00:45:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I coming toting fanfic!</title>
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  <description>This is a little FaytXAlbel ficlet I whipped up. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Of Heroes And Villians&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Albel Nox x Fayt Leingod&lt;br /&gt;Rating-PG.&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Eh. Other than assuming that Fayt picks up the inventors Avia, Evia and Eliza &lt;em&gt;post-game,&lt;/em&gt; nothing much that deserves a warning. They might be OOC but I&apos;m not sure since this is my first time writing SO3 fic. &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Albel reflects on what it means to be a hero.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Looky Looky&quot;&gt;&quot;Sentimental fool.&quot; Albel scoffs. Fayt sticks his out his tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;They needed money. Besides, we have more than enough.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Not anymore. You gave them &lt;em&gt;20,000 &lt;/em&gt;Fol, fool.&quot; Albel sardonically points out.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Quit complaining and come on.&quot; Fayt chides. &quot;It&apos;s getting late and we need a place to stay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Feh.&quot; They walk out of the depressing temple and into the busy plaza. &quot;Do we have to get a room?&apos;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t wanna travel in the dark.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Bah.&quot; As they make their way to the Inn, he cuts his eyes over to&amp;nbsp;the blue-haired youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Foolish little maggot, always helping everyone. You give no thought to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sick of helping everyone.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sick of the fact that you even care. &lt;/em&gt;Fayt turns and gives him a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You ok?&quot; He questions.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Peachy, worm.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don&apos;t smile at me. Don&apos;t you dare try to save me.You&apos;ll be everyone else&apos;s hero but never mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&quot;We&apos;d like a room please.&quot; Fayt requests. The woman behind the counter smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;ll be 500 Fol.&quot; Albel makes a face as Fayt hands over the money. She slides the room key over the counter. &quot;Up the stairs and second door to your right. Have a pleasant stay.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;________________________________________&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s late. The moon shines and Albel doesn&apos;t sleep, as always. He&apos;s perfected the art of staying awake for days on end. He glances over at a sleeping Fayt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What does that little fool get out of helping people? Their respect? Their graditude? Their &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. What&apos;s the use of being the hero when it&apos;s much more pleasing to be the villian? No one dotes on you, everyone fears you and you aren&apos;t used.&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s all those fools you help are doing, you maggot. They&apos;re using you to relieve their own troubles and lonliness.&lt;br /&gt;Worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&quot;You awake again?&quot; Fayt mummers sleepily.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Go back to sleep, worm. Don&apos;t worry your pretty little head.&quot; Albel bites out. Fayt streches and rolls to face him.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What are you thinking about?&quot; He persists. Albel decides to humor him.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How long you can play the hero.&quot; Fayt sits up, the blanket slipping around his waist. He raises an eyebrow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do you mean?&quot; Albel chuckles darkly as he looks out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;ll get sick of them soon. You&apos;ll get sick of them all.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Albel...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re a hypocite, you know. You love battle and yet you preach good will, even as you weild a sword.&quot; At Fayt&apos;s silence, he looks back at him and smirks. He stands and walks over to him,stalking his prey. &quot;I should teach you to be a villian.&quot; Fayt blinks.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How would you do that?&quot; He asks slowly. Albel sits on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Think only of yourself. Show no mercy.&quot; He leans foward, hands pushing Fayt back&amp;nbsp;by the shoulders. Fayt lets out a surprised yelp. &quot;Take no prisoners. And take what you want if it&apos;s not given.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do you want, Albel?&quot; Fayt challenges, eyes flashing bravado. What does he want? He can think of many things&amp;nbsp;yet he speaks none of them.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I want to kill you.&quot; He hisses. To his shock, Fayt smiles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Is that all?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why aren&apos;t you frightened?&quot; Albel demands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You would&apos;ve killed me by now had you really wanted it.&quot; Albel traces his clawed arm dow Fayt&apos;s chest, stopping above his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What makes you think that? What if I was waiting for you to trust me? What if I wanted to be close to you when you died so I could feel your blood against my skin and watch the life leave your eyes? I could kill you and not care, Fayt.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Then why don&apos;t you?&quot; Albel snaps his head up and looks directly into his face. Fayt smiles again&amp;nbsp;and changes subject.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you know what I want?&quot;&amp;nbsp;He askes.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Not that I care but what?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I want to kiss you.&quot; Albel simply stares at him. Fayt avoids his eyes, a blush on his face. He squirms nevoursly underneath his older companion.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...Why don&apos;t you?&quot; His throat suddenly becomes dry and his voice is nothing more than a croak. A shy hand wraps around the back of his head.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t know.&quot; Fayt leans up and his eyes drift close. He pauses a few centimeters from Albel&apos;s face, as if to give him a choice. Albel takes in that innocent face and the pink lips&apos; slight tremble. He leans in and stops.&lt;br /&gt;He isn&apos;t ready for this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Go to sleep, worm, and leave me out of your foolish ideals.&quot; Fayt slumps and Albel gets off the bed, going back to his brooding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We&apos;re fools. The both of us.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;________________________________________&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&quot;Why are we in Aquios again?&quot; Albel asks with a bitter taste in his mouth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Because I want to see Nel.&quot; Fayt simply replies. Nothing had changed since that night in Peterny, except that Fayt smiled at Albel less often.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ch.&quot; Albel feels a warm body bump into him. &quot;Aquarian scum!&quot; He snaps, reaching for his sword. A hand grabs his wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Albel!&quot; Fayt snaps back.&amp;nbsp;A young woman curled in a ball sits before them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Please! You can hurt me but spare my life! I must take care of my brother!&quot; She looks up and they see her clutching a sobbing baby boy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know you! You&apos;re Eliza!&quot; Fayt exclaims, his hand still clutching Albel&apos;s wrist. She nods. &quot;Forgive my friend. He has a nasty temper.&quot; Fayt&amp;nbsp; nudges Albel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sorry.&quot; He bites out, leveling a glare at her. She stands, albeit a bit shakily, and bows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And you are Fayt Leingod and Lord Albel Nox.&quot; Albel raises an eyebrow at her not using his monkier.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s right.&quot; Fayt answers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Forgive me. I was just on my way home from the library. I was reading about runology. I&apos;ve not the money nor the time to practice it though.&quot; She says wistfully.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How much do you need?&quot; Fayt askes. Albel inwardly groans.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, 10,000 Fol would be a nice start but that&apos;s practically a fortune.&quot;&amp;nbsp;Albel yanks his hand away from Fayt and reaches into his own pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Here.&quot; In his hand is 10,000 Fol.&amp;nbsp;Eliza and Fayt both gape.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What? Lord Albel, I could not take such a -&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Take it before I decide to get violent.&quot; Albel growls. Eliza yelps and takes it.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes sir! Thank you. You have my uptmost graditude.&quot; Albel turns away.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hmph. Come on, maggot. Let&apos;s go see that Aquarian wench.&quot; Fayt smiles and steps into stride beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That was really nice, Albel. Are you sick or something?&quot; Fayt teases.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Bah! I just wanted you to stop moping, fool. If you&apos;re going to be upset, be upset that we have hardly any money left.&quot; They reach Castle Aquaria&apos;s gates. Albel leans against the arch, glaring heatedly at one of the guards. &quot;I&apos;ll be waiting here.&quot;&amp;nbsp;Fayt grins and stands on his toes. He gives Albel a peck on the cheek before running into the castle. Albel whips around to stare at him but he is long from view. One of the guards snickers.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Silence, fool, before I end your life!&quot; He snaps, going back to leaning against the wall. He feels his face growing hot.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he should be a hero more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve also posted this to faytXalbel, starocean3yaoi and my writing LJ, therainbowriot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monk</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Mar 2007 22:56:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>AlbelMangaScans</title>
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  <description>Okay, So, I come bearing...cookies. Albel cookies obviously. It&apos;s pics from the SO:TTEOT Manga!!! Yes, after long arduous work, I found some translated text. Some things bug me about them- the reference to Albel as Arbel, Brigades named a little oddly, Kirlsa spelled way out of whack...stuff like that. So I just eliminated that aggravation and captured just about every pic from the manga that had Albel in it and uploaded them to my photobucket account in a nice album that&apos;s neat for now. Mind, pictures only from volumes 1-3 is in here since I&apos;ve yet to find 4-7 translated. Anyways, I&apos;m going to post a link to the pics since it&apos;d be a complete waste to just shrink them down, you know? But I still want to share them and Albel&apos;s gorgeousness. (Feel special people...feel special...) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teh Link to teh sexiness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://s167.photobucket.com/albums/u154/Youkofox/Albel/&quot;&gt;http://s167.photobucket.com/albums/u154/Youkofox/Albel/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-posted to Albel_Keep (Yuuu make that all cool-link-like, I can&apos;t.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Mar 2007 15:58:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>icons</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Kingdom Hearts II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Xemnas (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Fantasy IX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Kuja (7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Castlevania - LoI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Joachim Armster (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Ocean III&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Albel Nox (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/superior.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/kujaimmoralmelody.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/joachimpretty.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://gem-icons.livejournal.com/1860.html&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;(( I&apos;m in the mood for some good clean violence ))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xposted on several places including my personal and icon journal, sorry if you see this multiply times!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 20:12:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Brand New Multi-Fandom RPG</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a218/touchedvenus/finalfantasyzero/finalfantasy0banner.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s a beautiful day. The sky is blue. The weather is warm. The ocean caresses the beach with her waves. And you find yourself on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that you are face down in the sand, soaking wet, and you have no idea how you got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sand a few feet in front of you, you find a small electronic device and an orb. You also realize that you are not alone on this beach. There are two others washed ashore just as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orb in your hand suddenly comes to life and speaks with the kind, beautiful voice of a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Welcome traveler from another world. I am your guide, and I have no name. You must have many questions, but be assured that all will come clear in time. For now, know that you are on the beach of Dias in a world that posesses no name like myself. This is the beginning of your adventure. What will you do now?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Final Fantasy Zero is a multi-fandom rpg.&lt;/b&gt; Your character will start off stranded and unknown on a beach foreign to them. Two other characters will be stranded with you as well. This is your starting party. Feel free to stay with them, leave and join one of the other parties, or travel on your own. In this game you can either become a famed hero of this world bringing safety and peace to its citizens, or you can become this world&apos;s oppressor bringing fear, pain, and chaos. Lastly, you can simply work your way through the game trying your best to escape back to the world you came from. Stay or Leave? Reign in terror? Reside peacefully? Try to take over a village? It&apos;s your decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be puzzles to solve, missions to partake in or refuse, treasure to find, monsters to fight, and more! The key to having fun in this game is to explore everything and talk to everyone! You never know what kind of event you might accidentally... or even purposefully trigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;ff_zero&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/ff_zero/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/ff_zero/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ff_zero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;d love to have you with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-posted</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 02:01:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Albel icons!</title>
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  <description>Included:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Ocean 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7xAshton&lt;br /&gt;1xDias&lt;br /&gt;4xCeline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Ocean 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6xAlbel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment/credit appreciated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies for any xposts you might experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preview:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;3&quot; cellspacing=&quot;3&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d24/misuchan/icons/9329888-3.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d24/misuchan/icons/034.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d24/misuchan/icons/9091018-1.jpg&quot; /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;3&quot;&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;( &lt;a href=&quot;http://misu.livejournal.com/154592.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Follow the fake cut. :D&lt;/a&gt; )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 16:38:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Icons</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Star Ocean 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Albel Nox (15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kingdom Hearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Saïx (3)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Xemnas (12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teasers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/albeltaunt.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/xemunknown2.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v217/gemelli/lj%20icons/xemicon7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://gem-icons.livejournal.com/1775.html&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&apos;m what&apos;s left...or...maybe I&apos;m all there ever was...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments and credit = appreciated &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-posted everywhere!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 06:11:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>3 Albel icons (and others)</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Contains:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fullmetal Alchemist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Edward (5)&lt;br /&gt;-Alphonse (1)&lt;br /&gt;-EdwardxAlphonse (3)&lt;br /&gt;-Envy (3)&lt;br /&gt;-Wrath (1)&lt;br /&gt;-AlphonsexGluttony (1)&lt;br /&gt;-WrathxGluttony (1)&lt;br /&gt;-EdwardxEnvy (1)&lt;br /&gt;-Pride!EdwardxEnvy [Bluebird&apos;s Illusion] (1)&lt;br /&gt;-Flamel Alchemy Circle [take 2] (1)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Star Ocean: Till the End of Time (manga):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Fayt (2)&lt;br /&gt;-Albel (3)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Total:&lt;/b&gt; 23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*warning*&lt;/b&gt; Some of the Fullmetal Alchemist ones contain spoilers!&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;(&lt;a href=&quot;http://starlitedreamsx.livejournal.com/1331.html&quot;&gt;Totally Fake&apos;d Cut&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Cross-posted to a bunch of places&lt;/small&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 06:19:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fanart time!</title>
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  <description>Yes, it&apos;s that special magical time again when I post fanart! This one is of Albel right after he kills someone.. or something. As demonstrated by masses of blood on his clothes. Note: I took a bit of liberty with the design of his clothing, due partially to one thing that sort of pisses me off about the design, as well as some difficulty with his infamous gauntlet, and hate of his shoes and gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may (probably) decide to lineart and color it someday, as I do desire to make use of my lovely tablet which I got for Christmas, but I don&apos;t exactly have time for such a lengthy project right now. Therefore, it is just hand-drawn black and white. Do enjoy. It took me 3 hours to draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v255/queerity18/albel.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross-posted to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;starocean3&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/starocean3/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/starocean3/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;starocean3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;wickedalbel&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/wickedalbel/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/wickedalbel/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wickedalbel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my journal &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;id_anonymous&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://id-anonymous.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://id-anonymous.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;id_anonymous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Apologies if it appears on your list more than once.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 17:19:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Needing screenshots and images</title>
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  <description>Well, you see I am needing screenshots and images from either the manga or the game of Albel. They are mostly for a joke colorbar, though I may be iconing with them as well. Is anyone here able to help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossposted to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;starocean3&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/starocean3/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/starocean3/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;starocean3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;wickedalbel&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/wickedalbel/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/wickedalbel/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wickedalbel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Dec 2006 07:58:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;P H O E N I X W R I G H T / T A L E S O F T H E A B Y S S / S T A R O C E A N 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v446/SakuraBubbles/Stuff/PWitsbeerrly.png&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v446/SakuraBubbles/Stuff/Guypleased.png&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v446/SakuraBubbles/Stuff/newAlbelturn.png&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/hammer_space/3267.html&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;hammer_space&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/hammer_space/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;16&apos; height=&apos;16&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://community.livejournal.com/hammer_space/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;hammer_space&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[Crossposted in a lot of places. &amp;gt;: Sorry.]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Nov 2006 16:46:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>icons =D</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve made a few icons! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;- Castlevania Lament of Innocence&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Joachim Armster (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;- DéspairsRay&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hizumi (3)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Karyu (3)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Tsukasa (2)&lt;br /&gt;[x] Zero (4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;- Star Ocean 3 (Crack Icons)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] Albel Nox (4)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://gem-icons.livejournal.com/1343.html#cutid1&quot;&gt;Follow the &lt;strike&gt;fake cut&lt;/strike&gt; white rabbit!!&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-posted at my own journal, my icons journal and several communities.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Nov 2006 19:56:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>colorbar</title>
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  <description>Umm.. Take it if you want, but don&apos;t forget the credit. &apos;Kay? 
I told you.. this sucks 
&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   



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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/riisuchan&quot;&gt;Albel Nox Is Wicked Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;

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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Oct 2006 21:35:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>RPG Ad!</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://landels_damned.livejournal.com/profile&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b79/lacidiana/landelsdamned/logoforads2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot; size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;WELCOME TO &lt;font color=&quot;#711111&quot;&gt;HELL&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot; size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;WELCOME TO &lt;font color=&quot;#711111&quot;&gt;LANDEL&apos;S&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot;&gt;Your character wakes up in the white room of a mental hospital, their items taken, their powers dampened, and their clothes replaced with a strange grey uniform. A nurse comes in and tells them that their entire life is the product of insanity, a fabrication of their imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, hushed conversations with other patients soon make it clear that to believe such a claim would be idiocy, and that Landel&apos;s Institute resides far from the realm of normalcy that it so zealously advocates for. The days--with kind nurses, friendly announcements, and activities for patients to participate in--disguises a sinister side that remains clear to to those entrapped by it even as its purpose remains a mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sinister side manifests as a dangerous reality when the lights go out. The doors unlock and the patients find themselves faced with nighttime incarnations of daytime entities: Animals grow in size and acquire a taste for blood, nurses become hideous abominations that attack unruly patients, and the man on the intercom reveals his true nature as a sadistic ringmaster who taunts those who would dare mock his power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is under these conditions that your character must do whatever it takes to survive. Fight monsters. Look for items. Make alliances. Break alliances. Make enemies, and perhaps attempt to break those as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patients of Landel&apos;s aren&apos;t insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at this rate, they will be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot; size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANY HUMANOID CHARACTER.&lt;br /&gt;ANY CONCEIVABLE SERIES.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot; size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;APPLICATIONS OPEN &lt;font color=&quot;#711111&quot;&gt;NOVEMBER 3RD&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot; size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;&lt;font color=&quot;#711111&quot;&gt;LANDEL&apos;S DAMNED&lt;/font&gt;. NOT ANOTHER KINGDOM HEARTS RPG.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;hoefler text&quot; size=&quot;+3&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ &lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/landels_damned/profile&quot;&gt;Find out more today!&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Sep 2006 04:45:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We love you, Albel!</title>
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  <description>I got bored and wrote fanfiction. Feel free to read and critique, but try to be nice. This is pretty much the first fanfiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Searching for Eachother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couple:&lt;/b&gt; AlbelxFayt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; T for blood and slight sexual themes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; I don&apos;t own Star Ocean 3 or any characters contained herein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Notes:&lt;/b&gt; This is my first all-out fanfiction. I&apos;ve written parodies before, but usually not original stories. This is a combination of comedy and boredom and a desire to write fanfiction like this resulting from reading too much fanfiction like this. As you may have noticed, I seemed sort of at a loss for a storyline to start with. It sort of grew as I went along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39767458/&quot;&gt;Searching for Eachother&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2006 20:27:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fanfic</title>
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  <description>*waves* Hi! I only recently got into the Star Ocean fandom (and it never would have happened without everyone&apos;s favorite skirt-wearing psychopath, although he does cause my roomie and I to argue about his gender because she&apos;s convinced he&apos;s a girl. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;; Wah~), but unfortunately have found myself writing fanfiction for it already. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my, uh, offering? Although I&apos;ll admit now that I haven&apos;t been able to finish the game yet (college dragged me away from my PS2 before I could finish, alas!), so I apologize for any canon inconsistencies. ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Drag (1/?)&lt;br /&gt;Coupling: Vox x Albel, Cliff x Albel (later)&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Star Ocean is the property of Squeenix.&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: Blood, violence, language, weird stuff, incoherence on the part of the writer.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Vox returns from the dead. Albel Nox is less than pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pm-writings.livejournal.com/10092.html&quot;&gt;Apologizing in advance for the fake cut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also apologizing in advance for any OOC and the fact that I&apos;m clinically insane. And I&apos;ve been writing this fic when my homicidal tendencies were up, which might explain some things... ^^;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 19:13:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>1 Icon, 1 Header, 1 FO Banner, 1 Userinfo Banner</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t done a graphics update in awhile and I&apos;ve had some icons sitting around since March. I think it&apos;s about time I shared them. ^^&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--[1]Albel (and a header, fo banner, userinfo banner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teasers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;img src=&quot;http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a218/touchedvenus/Icons/albelicon.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://venus-icons.livejournal.com/6328.html&quot;&gt;The Rest Are Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Destinie</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 30 Aug 2006 11:32:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>2 drabbles</title>
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  <description>Two small drabbles, not too long XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constructive critism is welcome, but since I haven&apos;t wrote a fanfic in ages &lt;strike&gt;and the ones I did wrote sucked majorly&lt;/strike&gt;, please be a little gentle! I&apos;m not too experienced XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Failure&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: none&lt;br /&gt;Raiting: PG-13 just to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;Genre: angst&lt;br /&gt;Summary: A fifteen year old Albel takes the Ascension of the Flame ceremony, but things aren&apos;t going as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes the colour of crimson were wide open in shock. Salty tears were forming behind these eyes. A mouth was open, but there was no sound. A silent scream. A scream, that noone could hear. Sweat poured out of the pores in his skin, but he was oblivious to the heat and the roaring inferno around him. Ears were deaf to shouts and screams, save for one. A scream that would echo in his head for many years after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He couldn&apos;t move. He was stunned, paralized. Time itself seemed to have stopped. A figure of a man just above him, preventing the flames from getting closer to the teenager&apos;s body. The fire consumed the man above him, like he was being erased from like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words and sentences haunted through the teenager&apos;s head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can do it father, I&apos;ll make you proud.&quot; so much confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperately he reached out for the man above him. He didn&apos;t even feel the burning heat on  his arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Father...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scream was dying out, the raging inferno disappearing. The man above him collapsed, black and unrecognizable. Burned skin looking like leather. It lay motionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...Father.&quot; his voice trembled. Tears started flowing over his cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I can do it father! I&apos;ll make you proud.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was deaf to the shouts around him. He didn&apos;t see people moving towards them. He only saw the burned corpse that was his father. Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was all his fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he could do it. The Ascension of the Flame ceremony. He would make his father proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He failed because of his weakness.&lt;br /&gt;Because of his arrogance.&lt;br /&gt;Because of his over-confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And his father paid the price. His father died in his place, while he should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of his failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;End&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Not So Wicked&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Cliff/Albel (suggested)&lt;br /&gt;Raiting: PG&lt;br /&gt;Genre: fluff &lt;br /&gt;Summary: Sometimes, thinks just aren&apos;t what they seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late in the night when Cliff entered the inn in Peterny. He just came back from the tavern. Whatever happened, the Klausian did enjoy a good drink from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman at the desk greeted him as he went to his room. He didn&apos;t see anyone else of the party, so he assumed they were allready in bed. He went down the hallway while he counted the doors. He stopped at one, unlocked it and entered. The blonde wasn&apos;t very happy with the sight of his roommate; Albel Nox. He could distinctively make out the slender man&apos;s form in the moonlight. But the katana that was thrown on the chair betrayed his pressence as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ellicoorian seemed fast asleep, so Cliff chose to ignore him. He closed the door and walked over to the unoccupied bed in the room. The Klausian was allready taking off his gauntlet when he heard the other man shifting in his bed. Soft sounds escaped from his throat. It almost sounded like small whimpers and moans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff turned around and looked at the other occupant in the room. Albel was lying with his back turned towards him and had kicked off the sheets. He wasn&apos;t wearing a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;He&apos;s probably dreaming.&apos; Cliff muttered, slightly amused that &apos;The Great Albel&apos; would be capable of such a thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to take off his shoes when the Ellicoorian started whimpering again, louder this time. Cliff turned around once again. Albel was shivering, and Cliff doubted it was from the cold. The blonde walked towards Albel&apos;s bed and looked down on him. He now could see his face. His eyebrows were pinched, like he was having an unpleasant dream. A few droplets of sweat ran down his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Cliff found it hard to believe he was looking down at Albel the Wicked. He looked so different without his weapons, the metal armour and those hatefull insults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He actually looked human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So completely different from when Albel was awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albel muttered a word and continued shivering. Cliff sat down on the side of the bed, studying the younger man. A slight smile appeared on the Klausian&apos;s face.&lt;br /&gt;He pulled the covers over the Ellicoorian&apos;s body and layed a hand on his shoulder. It seemed to calm Albel a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Albel the Wicked, wasn&apos;t so wicked after all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, Cliff Fittir returned to his own bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;End&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both idea&apos;s were quite random and &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to write them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x-posted on cliff_diving, wickedalbel and my own livejournal.</description>
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