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Rethe Phonne Vice Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 12:36 pm
 Owner of this Journal: Hikari Chou Only staff and Hikari Chou are allowed to post here.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 12:59 pm
 ::::1. Journal Post ::::
:::: 2. Table of Contents (you are here) ::::
:::: 3. Introduction ::::
:::: 4. Mirotic ::::
:::: 5. Dae-Hyun ::::
:::: 6. Kaydence ::::
:::: 7. Place of Dwelling ::::
:::: 8. Friends and Enemies ::::
:::: 9. Scrapbook ::::
:::: 10. Updates and Events ::::
:::: 11. Inventory ::::
:::: 12. Growth ::::
:::: 13. Reserve ::::
:::: 14. Reserve ::::
:::: 15. Credits ::::
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:01 pm
Don't you feel a change coming from another side of time?
Breaking down the walls of silence, lifting shadows from your mind.
Cat Stevens
FIRST MEETINGA deep howling crawled into the room through the open window, bouncing off beige walls, seeking the ears of the figure curled in her bed. Moaning, the girl shifted onto her side, pulling the comforter tighter against her body, curling her limbs-- seeking any feeble source of heat that she could. It was too early to get up, but too cold to sleep.“Mmm,” She hummed, squinting her eyes shut tight, attempting to force her body into the gentle lull of sleep. After a few moments, it became apparent sleep was lost to her and the young woman stretched lethargically before sitting up on her mattress. Bleary eyed, Kaydence Dreama’s gaze sought out her window.
A single glance outside affirmed what she had already known. The sun was no where to be seen, and the usual light blue hue of the sky had taken a turn to a light grey. Ominous clouds overhead suggested rain wouldn’t be too far away, either. Huffing a sigh, she slid her limbs away from her blankets and placed them on the floor, making her way out of her bedroom and into the kitchen.
Her father was already in the room when she entered. Dressed to the nines, he had his back turned to her, filling himself a cup of coffee. She studied his back for a moment before padding her way, bare footed, to the cabinet next to him. Fruit Loops sounded like a delicious start to an otherwise shitty morning.
“Morning, ‘dence,” he spoke, offering her a sharp nod of his head before turning around and leaning his back against the counter.“Morning dad,” she responded reaching for her bowl and making her way around the kitchen, busying herself with the preparation of such a complicated gourmet dish. “Looks crummy out, doesn’t it?” “Mm,” She took his grunt as affirmation. “Traffics going to be a b***h. I wonder if my flight will be delayed…?”“Maybe,” She shrugged, half heartedly. Somehow, she figured her father was talking more to himself than her. Sitting herself down at the table she spooned her circle, taking in one, two, scoops, and chewing with an overflowing mouth. Her father joined her at the table, frowning disapprovingly.
“I’m going to be gone for awhile again, kid, you gonna be okay?” Kaydence fought to keep from rolling her eyes and mentally thanked whatever cereal god that was up there that her mouth was too full to retort. She opted for a nod of her head, instead. “Good.” He seemed pleased, anyways. “So what are your plans for today?”
She swallowed and offered another shrug in her father’s direction. “I was thinking of going to the skate park.”“But it’s going to rain.” A third shrug. “Kaydence,” He sighed, seeming utterly frustrated. “Maybe it’s time you take up a new hobby, hmm? Really, you’re eighteen. Don’t you think you should be thinking more seriously about your future?”“I have thought about my future,” She replied, with a firm nod. “I have also told you about them. I’m going to be the next Tony Hawk. Female, of course.”“That’s unrealistic!” He snapped, dropping his coffee cup to the table with a heavy ‘thud’, for a moment she thought it would shatter upon impact. “Get your head out of the clouds! It‘s time you become a responsible adult!”“You’re the one who always told me I could be whatever I wanted to be.” She pointed out, scooping out another spoonful of the colorful cereal. Despite her words, she couldn’t seem to raise her eyes to look at her father, instead, opting to watch the floating bits in her milk. Her heart almost felt like it was heating up, the feeling she got just before it leapt into her throat.
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Kay, just think about it more seriously. You’ll still be here tomorrow, but your dreams may not. I’ve got a plane to catch.” He stood up from the table, taking his cup with him. Standing by the sink he drained it in one gulp before making his way out of the kitchen, his hand grazing her shoulder as he went.
When the door shut, signaling his departure, the teenager dropped her spoon into her bowl and stared out the window, no longer hungry and no longer feeling much like skate boarding.
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The day ticked by, and with it, came the next morning. Almost painfully slow, it seemed, even that day melted away, into a new morning. The fourth day after her father’s departure, Kaydence was finally able to shrug her father’s words off.
They didn’t mean much, after all. If his words were true, she’d listen, but as far as she was concerned, her father only knew himself- not her. She was her own person, and she could, in fact, be the next skate-board professional, if she tried hard enough.
And to try hard enough, she needed to go to the skate park.
That thought firm in her mind, Kaydence tied her streaked hair up in a quick pony tail, grabbed her skateboard, and made a dash to the door. Today was a day for changes. She could feel the energy sparking the air and her heart raced with unbridled enthusiasm. She could feel the changes coming.
Flinging the door open, she nearly tripped over the object sitting on her door step.“The hell?” She hissed, catching herself on the rails, glaring down at the packaged object in front of her. Righting herself quickly, she bent down to the package, poking it carefully. The note attached fluttered a bit and she curiously pulled it away to read the script.
“Good day dear lucky Sir or Madam, or Sir and Madam!
I am here to grant you life, please take care not to disturb the sleeping sound within this orb.
It will be relying on you from now on.
Take care!
Rethe Phonne”
A terrified shriek escaped her lips as she backed away from the object as if it were Pandora’s box itself. Rethe Phonne was a commonly mentioned subject at school and it looked like the ******** decided to drop a present on her father’s doorstep.
Obviously it was for him. There was little doubt in her mind of that. She was too young to be considered as a responsible guardian for a…a…orb. That gave birth.
Rethe, who ever they were, obviously had a god complex. Or a stork complex. She wasn’t sure which, but quickly shoved the thought aside for examination later.
Gently picking up the box, Kaydence quickly scurried back into the house and placed it on her kitchen counter, opening it and staring at the blue orb in awe. A beat passed before she reached for the phone to call her dad. He needed to know, obviously, and come home to take care of the situation.
The teenager was half way through dialing the familiar number when she stopped.
He’d said she needed to be a responsible adult, hadn’t he? And what was a more responsible adult action than raising a child?
A grin formed on her face as she moved to take the orb to her room. She’d show him. She was responsible and she could raise a kid, all on her own. He’d be sure to regret all of his comments, soon enough!
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:03 pm
"Only when the five of us are together, are we called TVXQ!"
Changmin
MIROTIC
You know you want meCan you hear me?
The start is sweet, A common attraction;
Approaching me, you said it would always be this way
Leaving all possibilities open.
What's love? What!
It's already known as the "Red Ocean"
I'm breakin' my rules again,
You know it's getting boring, right?
Even if you get hurt a bit, you'll be alright.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You can't escape me. I got you... 
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You're my slave. I got you...
Under my skin.
My sharp gaze delving into your brain,
No one moves your chrome heart but me.
It's the path you chose.
My infinite crystals are flowing through your veins
Finally reaching the end of my transformation.
Could this also be love?
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You can't escape me. I got you...
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You're my slave. I got you...
Under my skin.
Like a drawn knife, the first kiss has strong attraction,
The second kiss, your heart wants to passionately explode
You, I got you. You know you got it
Yeah!
Come on! Come on! Come on! come on!
I got you, under my skin.
I'm a magician, controlling you in your dreams.
Under my spell, you're craving again. I got you..
Under my skin.
My Devil's ride, You have no more places to hide.
How about we have some fun now?
I got you...
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You can't escape me. I got you...
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You're my slave. I got you..
Under my skin.
Mirotic is a Korean song preformed by DBSK, also known as TVXQ! The song being released in their fourth Korean album, it actually won them the Korean Music Festival award (MKMF) in 2008. The song was later chorographed for a music video by Kenny Wormald, and the group has since released two versions of their music video. A dance version, the one I posted as the link, and then the official music video version, which features a woman garbed in red. Both TVXQ and DBSK are acronyms for the band. The former being Tong Vfang Xien Qi and the latter Dong Bang Shin Gi. Though many fans tend to separate the two, they are one in the same, and even have a separate name in Japan, of which I can't recall. However, their name translates to being the Gods will rise from the East. In November, 2008, ironically, Mirotic was pulled into examination by the Commission of Youth Protection, ruling that the song was actually too sexual and provocative for youth, and deeming it detrimental. This, of course, being ironic, since Dae was not sexually active during the special prompt ;D As a result, the album could only be purchased by those 19 and older and the song would only play at night on the radio. They later produced a clean version in which the lyrics we changed from "I got you" to "I chose you" and "Under my skin" became "Under my sky"
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:05 pm
All great lovers are articulate, and verbal seduction is the surest road to actual seduction.
Marya Mannes  YOU'VE FALLEN FOR MEName: Dae-Hyun DreamaMeaning: Dae-Hyun's translation means a combination of great and honor. This is obviously a lie. Dreama stands for joyous music.Nickname: Orby, DaeGender: MaleStage: RhythmPersonality: With the mobility being a Rhythm has offered him, Dae’s curious nature has taken a step up the wrung ladder. The ability to move on his own accord, opposed to being carried about by his mother, has opened his eyes to the world he’d only seen select portions of. This of course means chewing on things that should not be placed anywhere near his mouth, pulling on things that should not be pulled on, and walking into places his tiny feet do not belong.
But walking isn’t the only new special-power his age has granted him. It also offered him the gift of language. Or, the beginnings of it. Having already taken a liking to singing, both as an orb and an infant, Dae has a fond connection with learning how to speak. And- perhaps more importantly- repeat things he shouldn’t. Upon hearing a word that sounds particularly nasty from someone’s mouth, Dae feels the need to cling to it and- at all costs- attempt to repeat it, much like a parrot.
Over all, Dae-Hyun’s personality hasn’t changed much. Forever inquisitive, easily annoyed, and holier-than-thou, the boy retains his snappy mental train of thought. His mother is still his Chauffer, Caspian is still annoyingly grabby, and Ivy still looks like him, therefore must be just like him. His opinions and thoughts are- not the best way of thinking, but instead, the only way of thinking--in his world. It’s this way of thinking, and theorizing (if such an age can) that lands him, and consequently Kaydence, in more trouble than either ever bargain for.Physical Appearance: Blue, purple, black, and full of sharp things! Dae-Hyun’s skin takes on a pale blue pallor that can only be outshone by the dark blues of his hair, and markings under his eyes. Three, almost tribal, strips drip from the boy’s left eye while the right only has two. His orbs are a white color with darker blue flecks. With razor sharp teeth and pierced ears, even for a toddler the kid looks like one you don’t want to mess with.
His skin colors and facial features aren’t the only abnormal features the boy possess, either. Following a demonic-like theme, the child also has claws, more than fingers, and a deep purple tail with scales. Spikes adorn the tip of aforementioned appendage, as well as being accompanied by tail feathers on the other end.
The child dresses mostly in his mother’s fashion, old enough to realize he’s dressed a bit like his mother, but young enough not to care. Long pants are a must, with the colder season coming around the corner (As well as the fact they look cooler.), along with layered clothing. Long under sleeves with short, graphic T’s on top? A must. His shoes are also rather pimpin’ and to top off his general fashion sense- a chain wallet. Obviously there’s nothing not irresistible about this toddler. Better hold up your Huggies, little girls, because this boy has his big-boy transformer underwear on and he’s ready to rock the city.Likes: Lookalike, getting into trouble, singing, throwing objects, Cheerios, and ripping flimsy thingsDislikes: Grabbything, when Kaydence gives Grabbything toys, squishy toys that break in his mouth, getting his toys taken away, coffee tables
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:06 pm
“When you are a mother, you are never really alone in your thoughts.
A mother always has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.”
Sophia Loren  I'VE GOT YOU UNDER MY SKINName: Kaydence DreamaMeaning: Kaydence means "Musical"; Dreama stands for joyous musicBirthday: November 13th, 1990Age: 18Gender: FemaleProfession: Professional-daddy-money-moocher; is looking for a jobPersonality: Kaydence likes to think herself responsible, competent, and composed at all times. When faced with school work, she does every assignment with the utmost care, assuring herself the highest grades possible, and then rechecking it over again- to see if she can get even higher. While not classifying herself as a nerd, or even a workaholic, Kaydence strives to meet her father’s high set standards, in school, play and work.
Despite this, she was a child born from money and has no real sense of the word. She knows she can buy what she wants, whenever she wants, and as such has no concept of the dollar, spending whenever she sees fit. Kay does not have any pressing responsibilities-- no job to work, no siblings to care for, not even a pet to feed. She naively sees herself as mature; an adult with high aspirations. Truly, she’s a child playing ‘house’ and isn’t ready for any form of actual dedication or commitment. Least not the ones found in raising a child.
She dreams of being a professional skateboarder- a female version of Tony Hawk. When she’s not working hard at the books, she’s investing all of her free time at the skate parks, trying to nail tricks that she hasn’t perfected yet. A child of the outdoors, Kaydence much prefers staying outside and hanging with her friends or skating, then staying at home.
Outside of studying and tricks, Kay is a bit absentminded. Forgetting to clean her room, wash her laundry, do her dishes. Her mind is full of what ever trouble she thinks she can get into next, for fun. The only thing besides the clothes on her back that she doesn’t forget each and every day is her credit card.
 Dae was not the kind of responsiblity she was ready for.Physical Appearance: Kaydence stands at a nice five foot eight with an average build, and an average posture. She has thick, wavy black hair that she has placed blue, silver, and gold streaks into. The locks reach past her shoulder blades and she often opts to keep them down and loose. Her eyes brows are waxed, her lashes long, her eyes a deep brown color that she places gold contacts on- probably a direct source to Dae’s own fascination with them- and her face soft. Her skin is a pale color, despite her constant need to be outdoors, and while she doesn’t burn, she doesn’t seem to tan either.
Though she has the money to dress to the nines, Kay prefers wearing loose clothing that she can easily move in. The restrictions of skirts are too much of a hassle, and low cut tops are dangerous at the skate park. She prefers to stick to easy T-shirts with lame sayings, or jerseys, and a nice pair of jeans or shorts. The only pair of shoes she owns is a pair of Nikes that she constantly wears. Granted, these shoes are always in perfect condition. At the first sight of wear or tear, the girl purchases herself new ones.Likes: Strawberries, outside, skateboarding, money, play fighting, shorts, and summerDislikes: Tomatos, skirts, and dresses. History: Kaydence was born and raised in New York City, a small section called Nolita. An only child, Kay’s mother and father divorced on terms finance. Her father made all the money; her mother wanted it all. With her father gaining custody of her, the teenager was able to live a carefree life, non-to-pulsed by the lack of an adult female figurehead in her life.
Living with her father, however, meant she was expected to exceed in school. Her father was a successful CEO, and she was expected to be one, too. The teenager never minded though, always raising to the challenge of getting her father’s praise.
When Kaydence turned fifteen, her father took off on more and more business trips, leaving for extended periods of time. It was in this time she learned to care for herself and deemed herself a responsible adult. If she was mature enough to keep herself alive, she was responsible enough to run a company, or so she thought.
The disappearance of her father also leant her more time to practice her skateboarding and develop her dream of shredding rails with the best of the best. The idea disgusts her father, who still believes she’s meant to be a figurehead in a successful business, much like himself.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:07 pm
Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action .
Mother Teresa
THE PLACE OF DWELLINGKaydence’s father’s apartment is an upscale, two bedroom place, in Nolita, New York City. Fitted with electrical lighting, heating and air-conditioning, it’s the ideal place for a teenager to dominate. Every room, excluding Kaydence’s, has walls painted and carpets put in, direct results of input given by an interior decorator. The teenager’s own room was left untouched so that she could terrorize the space in her own style. Which she promptly did.
The décor of the apartment shows off her father’s love for money, and the things it can buy. Painted in the deepest reds, golds, purples, and blues, the general feel of the place is something regale. Scented candles can be found scattered throughout each room, giving off an apple-cinnamon scent.
The apartment itself is immaculately clean. No wood surfaced unpolished, no tile not waxed. Every nook and cranny vacuumed or dusted. The remote is always on the coffee table and the books are always put away. This is, in no part due to Kaydence. It’s all thanks to the maid that comes in, that daddy Dreama pays.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:09 pm
The holy passion of Friendship is of so sweet and steady and loyal and enduring a nature
that it will last through a whole lifetime, if not asked to lend money.
Mark Twain THE SOUND OF FRIENDSHIPFriends:  Grabby thing. Met him at the library and not only did he try to grab my Mother-lady, but he also made a grab at me after I showed him my cold. He’s annoying, tried to steal my toy and blanket, and makes funny noises and looks stupid with his ribbon. But he’s fun to throw things at and tear flimsy things with.
An adorable child who got along really well with Dae when we met at the library! I don’t know what song he is, but he likes to say ‘Rinky-Tinky-Tinky’ fairly often. A bit of the unintentional perverse side, but I’ll just write that off as him being a baby. He got into a bit of trouble with Dae towards the end of our trip to the library, though. I’ll have to remember to pick him up a rattle.
MARA;
I didn’t get to interact with Grabby-lady-mom too much, unfortunately. As soon as I attempted to make communication with her ,Grabbything grabbed my mother-lady. It was unacceptable, so I had to do something. I’m not entirely sure if I like her, though. After all, she did leave her brat baby with me when I was trying to play. I shall refer to her as Red Ocean.
Was the first person to talk to me on Facebook, we accidentally met at the library. She seems as clueless as me about this whole raising kids thing, so we checked out a bunch of books on pet raising, baby raising, and a few others. Our children seem like terrors when put together and we had to make a run for it out of the library. We shared contact info though, and plan to get together again soon. I like her. Acquaintances: ---Enemies: ---Lusted after: Good god, not yet- you cad!Not met yet:           
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:10 pm
Hold a picture of yourself long and steadily enough in your mind's eye,
and you will be drawn toward it.
Napoleon Hill
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:11 pm
To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip,
and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.
Henry David Thoreau 8/20/09- Hello, there, Toddler! [Hotshot!]8/15/09- Dae gets his ears pierced while meeting a bear of a child! [X]8/14/09- Damien's coming to New York!!8/12/09- A trip to the park reveals Circus twins and their Mother[X]8/11/09- Kaydence and Dae go to lunch with Caspian and Mara--only to meet Ivy and Cian. OH MY. [X]8/11/09- Kaydence receives an email from Damien and starts a penpal relationship with him. [X]8/7/09- Kaydence and Dae meet Caspian and Mara! [X]8/4/09- Dae-Hyun was born!8/3/09-Kaydence locks Orby in closet and makes her first post on Facebook [x] July 09
7/31/09- Kaydence discovers Mirotic orb
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:12 pm
The value of an item - in the mind of a consumer -
is simply the difference between the anticipated price and the price on the tag.
Roy H. Williams Empty
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:13 pm
Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you're
in diapers; next day you're gone. But the memories
of childhood stay with you for the long haul. Sound Capture: [X]Journal Setup
[X] Discovering your Song. [Your reaction. Solo RP.]
[X] [X] [X] 3 Journal Entries [Guardian POV.]Bir th:[X]Birth Reaction [Solo RP.]
[X] [X] [X] [X] 4 Journal Entries [Guardian POV.]
[X] [X] 2 RPs
EXTRAS: [X] [X] [X]Rhythm:[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 6 Journal Entries [Guardian POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 4 Sound Entries [Song POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 6 RPs
[ ] Growth QuestMelody:[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 8 Journal Entries [Guardian POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 6 Sound Entries [Song POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 9 RPs
[ ] Song Quest
[ ] Growth QuestLyric:[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 6 Journal Entries [Guardian POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 8 Sound Entries [Song POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 12 RPs
[ ] Song Quest
[ ] Growth QuestSolo:[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 4 Journal Entries [Guardian POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 8 Sound Entries [Song POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 15 RPs
[ ] Song Quest
[ ] Growth Quest
[ ] Enlightenment QuestLead:[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 10 Sound Entries [Song POV.]
[ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] 25 RPs
[ ] Song Quest
[ ] Ultimate Quest
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:15 pm
Eonjena geuraettdeushi meonjeo mal eul geoleowa
Modeun ganeungseong, yeoleodweo Oh-
Sarangeun mweoda? mweoda! Imi sushikeo Red ocean
Nan, breakin' my rules again aljanha jiruhangeol
Jogeum dachyeodo neon, kwaenchanha Oh-
neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
He eonal su eobseo I got you- Under my skin
 Neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
Neon na-ye no ye I got you- Under my skin
Ne meorissokeul pagodeuneun nalkaro un nunbit
Na anigoseon, umjikijido anhneun Chrome heart
Nega seontaekhan gilingeol Oh-
Hyeolgwaneul tago heureuneun sueok gae eui na-ye Crystal
Machimnae shijakdwen byeonshineui kkeuteun na
Igeotdo sarangeun anilkka? Oh-
neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
He eonal su eobseo I got you- Under my skin
Neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
Neon na-ye no ye I got you- Under my skin
Han beoneui kiseuwa hamke - nali seondeuthan - kanghan ikkeurrim
Du beoneui kiseu, ddeukebke teojyeobeoril keot kateun ne shimjangeul
Yeah~ neoreul gajyeosseo You know you got it!
Yeah~ Come on! Come on! I got you- Under my skin
Ne ggum soke nan neol jibhaehaneun mabeobsa nae jumune
Neon dashi geuryeojigo isseo I got you- Under my skin
My devils ride, deoneun sumeul goti eobtjanha geurahdamyeon
Ijen jeulgyeoboneun ke eoddeolkke I got you- Under my skin
Neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
He eonal su eobseo I got you- Under my skin
Neon nareul weonhae neon naege bbajyeo neon naege michyeo
Neon na-ye no e I got you- Under my skin
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:16 pm
The start is sweet, A common attraction;
Approaching me, you said it would always be this way
Leaving all possibilities open.
What's love? What!
It's already known as the "Red Ocean"
I'm breakin' my rules again,
You know it's getting boring, right?
Even if you get hurt a bit, you'll be alright.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You can't escape me. I got you...
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You're my slave. I got you...
Under my skin.
My sharp gaze delving into your brain,
 No one moves your chrome heart but me.
It's the path you chose.
My infinite crystals are flowing through your veins
Finally reaching the end of my transformation.
Could this also be love?
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You can't escape me. I got you...
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You're my slave. I got you...
Under my skin.
Like a drawn knife, the first kiss has strong attraction,
The second kiss, your heart wants to passionately explode
You, I got you. You know you got it
Yeah!
Come on! Come on! Come on! come on!
I got you, under my skin.
I'm a magician, controlling you in your dreams.
Under my spell, you're craving again. I got you..
Under my skin.
My Devil's ride, You have no more places to hide.
How about we have some fun now?
I got you...
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You can't escape me. I got you...
Under my skin.
You want me.
You've fallen for me.
You're going crazy for me.
You're my slave. I got you..
Under my skin.
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2009 1:17 pm
Shop concept © Shnazz
Official shop art © Shnazz
Cert © Ieeko
Additional art © Respective artists
Dae-Hyun © Shnazz and Hikari Chou
Journal graphics © Hikari Chou
Mirotic © DBSK/TVXQ
Credits © Kai, cause I stole them off her page, too lazy to type it myself.
Special thanks to Aced and Kai for screen shotting the music video for me when my print button was broke!
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