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 Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 2:15 am
Ron was staring at Pettigrew with the utmost revulsion.
"I let you sleep in my bed!" he said.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 3:05 pm
"She's got to sort out her priorities..." - Ron
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2005 7:46 pm
Ventriloquest: You did it just to save her? What kind of heroine are you?"
Neptune: "Maybe you misunderstood. A world without Haruka is hardly worth saving."
and I'll stop there, lest I quote the whole episode. Damn I wanna see it! crying
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Posted: Sat Oct 01, 2005 5:08 pm
Shame
Stabbing Westward
I only see myself reflected in your eyes
So all that I believe I am essentially are lies
And everything I hoped to be, or ever thought I was
Died with your belief in me, so who the hell am I?
I don't know if I am real without you
What is left of me without you?
I don't know what's real without you
How can I exist without you?
I'm wandering 'round confused
Wondering why I try?
The more that you deny my pain
The more it intensifies
I pray for someone to ache for me
The way I ache for you
If you ignore that I'm alive
I've nothing to cling to
I don't know if I am real without you
What is left of me without you?
I don't know what's real without you
How can I exist without you?
I stare into this mirror
So tired of this life
If only you would speak to me
Or cared if I'm alive
Once I swore I would die for you
But I never meant like this
(I never meant like this)
No I never meant like this
I don't know if I am real without you
What is left of me without you?
I don't know what's real without you
How can I exist without you?
How can I exist WITHOUT YOU?!?!
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2005 5:28 pm
"We gotta goto the crappy town where I'm a hero!"
-Hoban "Wash" Washburn, Firefly, Episode 7 Jaynestown
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 7:07 pm
CART DRIVER
Bring out your dead!
-There are legs stick out of windows and doors. Two MEN are fighting in
the mud - covered from head to foot in it. Another MAN is on his hands
in knees shoveling mud into his mouth. We just catch sight of a MAN
falling into a well.-
CART DRIVER
Bring out your dead!
LARGE MAN
Here's one!
CART DRIVER
Ninepence.
BODY
I'm not dead!
CART DRIVER
What?
LARGE MAN
Nothing... There's your ninepence.
BODY
I'm not dead!
CART DRIVER
'Ere. He says he's not dead.
LARGE MAN
Yes he is.
BODY
I'm not!
CART DRIVER
He isn't.
LARGE MAN
He will be soon. He's very ill.
BODY
I'm getting better!
LARGE MAN
You're not. You'll be stone dead in a few minutes.
CART DRIVER
I can't take him like this. It's against regulations.
BODY
I don't want to go on the cart.
LARGE MAN
Don't be such a baby.
CART DRIVER
I can't take him.
BODY
I feel fine.
LARGE MAN
Do me a favor.
CART DRIVER
I can't.
LARGE MAN
Well, can you hang around a couple of minutes. He won't be long.
CART DRIVER
I promised I'd be at the Robinson's. They've lost nine today.
LARGE MAN
When's your next round?
CART DRIVER
Thursday.
BODY
I think I'll go for a walk.
LARGE MAN
You're not fooling anyone you know.
(to CART DRIVER)
Isn't there anything you could do?
BODY
(singing unrecognizably)
I feel happy... I feel happy.
The CART DRIVER looks at the LARGE MAN for a moment. Then they both do
a quick furtive look up and down the street. The CART DRIVER very
swiftly brings up a club and hits the OLD MAN.
LARGE MAN
(handing over the money at last)
Thanks very much.
CART DRIVER
That's all right. See you on Thursday.
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 9:05 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2005 11:51 pm
(I'm feeling like a little Nightmare Before Christmas ^.~ )
This is Halloween
Shadow:
Boys and Girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Siamese Shadow:
Come with us and you will see...
This our town of Halloween!
Pumpkin Patch Chorus:
This is Halloween, this is Halloween!
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night--
Ghosts:
This is Halloween, everybody make a scene
Trick or treat 'til the neigbors gonna die of fright
It's our town. Everybody scream
In this town of Halloween...
Creature Under Bed:
I am the one hiding under your bed,
Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red.
Man Under Stairs:
I am the one hiding under your stairs
Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair.
Corpse Chorus:
This is Halloween, this is Halloween,
Vampires 1,2,3,4 (seoerately)
Halloween...
Halloween...
Halloween...
Halloween...
Vampires (little, squeaky and high voice)
In this town, we call home,
Everybody hail to the Pumpkin Song!
Mayor:
In this town, don't we love it now [optimistic]
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise [pessimistic].
Corpse Chorus:
'Round that corner, man, Hiding in a trashcan
Something's waiting now to pounce and how you'll see--
Harlequin Demon, Werewolf, and Melting Man:
--Scream! This is Halloween,
Red 'n black, slimy green...
Werewolf:
Aren't you scared?
Witches:
Well, that's just fine!
Say it once, say it twice,
Take the chance and roll the dice
Ride with the moon in the dead of night (oh)
Hanging Tree:
Everybody scream, everybody scream
Hanged Man:
In our town of Halloween.
Clown with Tearaway Face:
I am the guy with the tearaway face...
Here in a flash and gone without a trace.
Ghoul:
I am the one who when you call--Who's there?
I am the wind blowing through your hair.
Oogie Boogie (Shadow):
I am the shadow in the moon at night,
Filling your dreams to the brim with fright.
Corpse Chorus:
This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Halloween, Halloween! Halloween, Halloween!
Child Corpse Trio:
Tender Lumplings everywhere
Life's no fun without a good scare.
Parent Corpses:
That's our job, but we're not mean
In our town of Hallooween.
Corpse Chorus:
In this town-
Mayor (optimistic):
- don't we love it now?
Mayor with Corpse Chrous:
Everybody's waiting for the next surprise.
Corpse Chorus:
Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back and
Scream like a banshee make you jump
out of your SKIN!
This is Halloween everybody scream
Sally:
Won't ya please make way for a special guy...
Corpse Chorus:
Our man Jack is King of the Pumpkin Patch.
Everyone hail to the Pumkin King now.
Everyone:
This is Halloween, THIS IS HALLOWEEN
Halloween Halloween Halloween Halloween
Corpse Child Trio:
In this place we call home
Everyone hail to the Pumkin Song.
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Lunar Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 12:08 am
Jack's Lament - "Nightmare Before Christmas"
There are few who deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I excel without ever even trying
With the slightest little effort of my ghost-like charms
I have see grown men give out a shriek
With a wave of my hand and a well-placed moan
I have swept the very bravest off their feet
Yet year after year, it's the same routine
And I grow so weary of the sound of screams
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King
Have grown so tired of the same old thing
Oh, somewhere dep inside of these bones
An emptiness began to grow
There's something out there, far from my home
A longing that I've never known
I'm a master of fright and a demon of light
And I'll scare you right out of your pants
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
And I'm known throughout England and France
And since I am dead, I can take off my head
To recite Shakespearean quotations
No animal nor man can scream like I can
With the fury of my recitations
But who here would ever understand
That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin
Would tire of his crown, if they only understood
He'd give it all up if he only could
Oh, there's an empty place in my bones
That calls out for something unknown
The fame and praise come year after year
Does nothing for these empty tears
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 12:15 am
What's This?
What's This? What's This?
There's colors everywhere...What's This?
They're white things in the air...What's This?
I can't believe my eyes I must be dreaming,
Wake up Jack, this isn't fair...What's This?
What's This? What's This?
There's something very wrong...What's This?
There're people singing songs...What's This?
The streets are lined with
Little creatures laughing,
Everybody seems so happy,
Have I possibly gone daffy...?
What's This...? What's This?
There are children throwing snowballs
Here instead of throwing heads.
They're busy building toys
And absolutely no one's dead.
There's frost on every window,
Oh, I can't believe my eyes,
And in my bones I feel a warmth
That's coming from inside...
Oh, look, what's this?
They're hanging mistletoe...They kiss--
Why that looks so unique...Inspired!
They're gathering around to hear a story,
Roasting chestnuts on a fire...What's This?
What's this? In here
They've got a little tree... how queer!
And who could ever think... and why?
They're covering it with
Tiny little things, they;ve got
Electric lights on strings, and there's a
Smile on everyone, so now
Correct me if I'm wrong...
This looks like fun,
This looks like fun,
Oh, could it be I got my wish...? What's this?
Oh my what now?
The children are asleep...But look--
There's nothing undernearh...No ghouls
No witches here to scream and scare them...
or ensnare them...
Only cozy little things
Secure inside their dreamland...Whats this?
The monsters are all missing
And the nightmares can't be found
And in their place there seems to be
Good feeling all around...
Instead of screams I swear I can hear
Music in the air.
The smell of cakes and pies
Is absolutely evertwhere...
The sights, the sounds,
They're everywhere and all around...
I've never felt so good before...
The empty place inside of me is filling up
I simply cannot get enough.
I want it, oh, I want it...
Oh, I want it for my own.
I've got to know
I've got to know
What is this place that I have found?
WHAT IS THIS???
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 12:59 am
The Town Meeting Song
Jack:
There were objects so peculiar
They were not to be believed
All around things to tantalize my brain.
It's a world unlike anything I have ever seen
And as hard as I try...
I can't seem to describe
Like a most improbable dream...
But you must believe when I tell you this
It's as real as my skull, and it does exist
Here...Let me show you
This is a thing called a present
The whole thing starts with a box...
Devil, Werewolf, Harlequin Demon:
- A box?
-Is it steele?
-Are there locks?
-Is it filled with a pox?
-A pox!
-How delightful a pox!
Jack:
If you please!!!
Just a box with bright colored paper
And the whole thing's topped with a bow.
Witches 1 & 2:
-A bow?
But why?
-How ugly
-What's in it?
-What's in it?
Jack:
That's the point of the thing not to know!
Clown, Creature Under Stairs, Undersea Gal:
-It's a bat
Will it bend?
-It's a rat
Will it break?
-Perhaps it's the head I found in the lake.
Jack:
Listen now, you don't understand.
That's not the point of Christmas land.
Now, pay attention...
Now we pick and oversized sock...
And hang it like this on the wall.
Three Mr. Hydes:
-Oh yes! Does it still have a foot?
-Let me see...
Let me look...
-Is it rotted and covered with gook?
Jack:
Let me explain.
There's no foot inside, but there's candy,
And sometimes its filled with small toys.
Mummy, Winged Demon, Corpse Kid:
-Small toys!
Do they bite?
Do they snap?
-Or explode in a fright?
-Or perhaps they just spring out and scare girls and boys.
Mayor:
What a splendid idea--
This Christmas sounds fun.
Why I fully endorse it!
Let's try it at once!
Jack:
Everyone, please, now not so fast.
There's something here you don't quite grasp.
[speaks to himself as crownd grumbles]
Well I may as well give them what they want.
And the best, I must confess,
I have saved for the last
For the ruler of this Christmasland...
Is a fearsome king with a deep mighty voice
Least, that is what I've come to understand.
And I've also heard it told
That he's something to behold
Like a lobster, huge and red...
And sets out to slay with his raingear on,
Carting bulging sacks with his big great arms...
That is, so I've heard it said.
And on a dark, cold night
Under full moonlight
He flies into the fog
Like a vulture in the sky...
And they call him--- Sandy Claws.
Crowd:
OOOOH...
Jack (to himself):
Well, at least they are excited,
But they don't understand
That special kind of feeling
...In Christmasland.
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 1:05 am
Jack's Obsession
VAMPIRES
Something's up with Jack
Something's up with Jack
Don't know if we're ever going to get him back
WEREWOLF
He's all alone up there
Locked away inside
CORPSE MOTHER
Never says a word
CORPSE KID
Hope he hasn't died
ALL
Something's up with Jack
Something's up with Jack
JACK
Christmas time is buzzing im my skull
Will it let me be? I cannot tell
There are so many things I cannot grasp
When I think I've got, and then at last
Through my bony fingers it does slip
Like a snowflake in a fiery grip
Something's here I'm not quite getting
Though I try, I keep forgetting
Like a memory long since past
Here in an instant gone in a flash
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
In these little bric-a-brac
A secret's waiting to be cracked
These dolls and toys confuse me so
Confound it all, I love it though
Simple objects, nothing more
But something's hidden through a door
Though I do not have the key
Something's there I cannot see
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
What does it mean?
Hmm...
I've read there Christmas books so many times
I know the stories and I know the rhymes
I know the Christmas carols all by heart
My skull's so full, it's tearing me apart
As often as I've read them, something's wrong
So hard to put my bony finger on
Or perhaps it's not as deep
As I've been led to think
Am I trying much too hard?
Of course! I've been too close to see
The answer's right in front of me
Right in front of me
It's simple really, very clear
Like music drifting in the air
Invisible, but everywhere
Just because I cannot see it
Doesn't mean I can't believe it
You know, I think this Christmas thing
Is not as tricky as it seems
And why should they have all the fun?
It should belong to anyone
Not anyone, in fact, but me
Whu, I could make a Christmas tree
And there's no reason I can find
I couldn't handle Christmas time
I bet I could improve it too
And that's exactly what I'll do
Hee, hee, hee
Eureka! I've got it
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Lunar Mirage Vice Captain
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Lunar Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 1:09 am
Kidnap the Sany Claws
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws
LOCK
I wanna do it
BARREL
Let's draw straws
SHOCK
Jack said we should work together
Three of a kind
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Birds of a feather
Now and forever
Wheeee
La, la, la, la, la
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, lock him up real tight
Throw away the key and then
Turn off all the lights
SHOCK
First, we're going to set some bait
Inside a nasty trap and wait
When he comes a-sniffing we will
Snap the trap and close the gate
LOCK
Wait! I've got a better plan
To catch this big red lobster man
Let's pop him in a boiling pot
And when he's done we'll butter him up
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Throw him in a box
Bury him for ninety years
Then see if he talks
SHOCK
Then Mr. Oogie Boogie man
Can take the whole thing over then
He'll be so pleased, I do declare
That he will cook him rare
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Wheeee!
LOCK
I say that we take a cannon
Aim it at his door and then
Knock three times and when he anwers
Sandy Claws will be no more
SHCOK
You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up into smithereens
We may lose some pieces
And the Jack will beat us black and green
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Tie him in a bag
Throw him in the ocean
Then see if he is sad
LOCK & SHOCK
Because Mr. Oogie Boogie is the meanest guy around
If I were on his Boogie list, I'd get out of town
BARREL
He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Perhaps he'll make his special brew
Of snake and spider stew
Ummm!
We're his little henchmen
And we take our job with pride
We do our best to please him
And stay on his good side
SHOCK
I wish my cohorts weren't so dumb
BARREL
I'm not the dumb one
LOCK
You're no fun
SHOCK
Shut up!
LOCK
Make me
SHOCK
I've got something, listen now
This one is real good, you'll see
We'll send a present to his door
Upon there'll be a note to read
Now, in the box we'll wait and hide
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Until his curiousity
Entices him to look inside
And then we'll have him
One, two, three
LOCK, SHOCK & BARREL
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, beat him with a stick
Lock him for ninety years, see what makes him tick
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, chop him into bits
Mr. Oogie Boogie is sure to get his kicks
Kidnap the Sandy Claws, see what we will see
Lock him in a cage and then throw away the key
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 1:17 am
Sally
I sense there's something in the wind
That feels like tragedy's at hand
And though I'd like to stand by him
Can't shake this feeling that I have
The worst is just around the bend
And does he notice my feelings for him?
And will he see how much he means to me?
I think it's not to be
What will become of my dear friend?
Where will his actions lead us then?
Although I'd like to join the crowd
In their enthusiastic cloud
Try as I may, it doesn't last
And will we ever end up together?
no, I think not, it's never to become
For I am not the one
(Sebastine Edit: Gerate i got them stuk in my head now)
(Seren's edit: You mean great? *giggles*)
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Lunar Mirage Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 07, 2005 4:17 am
Your trying to make every one like you and you cant, this is my movie
James st. James
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