Thursday, July 11, 2002, 12:36 a.m.:
Well, I'll be damned...
Good thing we watched the beginning of "Berserk" while we were in Long Beach...otherwise I wouldn't know who the hell this was! As it is, I'm rather pleased.
Soldier
Find out what anime girl you are.
--Bright Angel
Thursday, July 11, 2002, 12:21 a.m.:
Hoi! Here's something fun!
what's your cowboy bebop theme song?
--Bright Angel
Wednesday, July 10, 2002, 12:51 a.m.:
Guilty Pleasures Indeed...
Found this while attempting to look up the "Knight Hunters" English voice credits (and being too lazy just to put the damn DVD in). I have yet to see a more accurate assessment of our favorite anime, and I completely agree with both reviews on the page!
Much as I love it, I will be one of the first to admit that Weiß Kreuz DOES suck! Ye gods, does it suck! Bad animation, bad script, and I've seen better plots on rerun episodes of the A-Team. But we love it nonetheless, with an affection bordering on obsession.
Anyway, read and enjoy...It's always healthy to have a good long laugh at yourself once in a while.
Knight Hunters: Dead Ringer - the Revolution Review
--Bright Angel
Tuesday, July 9, 2002, 07:52 p.m.:
Hey Hey!
Check it out...I'm expanding! Two links for you to follow today!
First comes my new mailing list, Angelic Updates! Website updates will go here, as well as on the blog...However, the website will feature discussions and fanfic previews that you won't want to miss! At least, I hope!
Secondly, go check out Angel's Attic, my new online store! YaoiCon is coming up -- outfit yourself and show some fandom spirit! Or, given the recent events involving the new Weiß Kreuz anime, show your support for our boys the way we know and love them! Old School Weiß forever!
Note: Monies collected from Angel's Attic will help send me to Yaoicon, so I highly encourage you to take a look! Random donations are also willingly accepted, and will not go unreturned!
--Bright Angel
Sunday, July 7, 2002, 09:45 p.m.:
I have only one thing to say...
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!!?
--Bright Angel
Sunday, June 30, 2002, 05:53 p.m.:
Make it go away!!
I hate college! I don't want it! I don't want the responsibility, I don't want the freedom, I don't WANT to move out of my home in two months, the home I've lived in for 21 years! I don't want to move into an apartment in a strange, scary city because all the campus housing is full! I don't want to leave behind everything I know!
Everybody tells me how I should handle the situation...how I should deal with my parents, what's good for me, what I need. Well, nobody knows! Nobody knows what I need -- not even me! Everybody tells me that I have to fight against my parents for what I want, instead of just doing what they want. Well, if what I want means family-wide unrest, I'm going to think twice about it, damn it, and nobody can tell me otherwise!
I am so SICK and TIRED of not having enough time...time to make decisions, time to say goodbye, time to find what I really want.
--Bright Angel
Tuesday, June 25, 2002, 10:03 p.m.:
Have you ever been so mad/irritated/frustrated/confused that you just wanted to punch something?
Some say that taking out anger in a physical form on an inanimate object is a healthy way to rid yourself of pent-up aggression.
Take it from my knuckles and myself...it's not.
--Bright Angel
Sunday, June 23, 2002, 11:32 p.m.:
Life is good!
Thank god for Japanese class! In this last unit, we learned the words for "left" (hidari) and "right" (migi). Thanks to this wonderful lesson, I was able to understand a conversation on Hey3! Music Champ! in which Gackt was discussing his underwear preferences and was asked whether he dressed to the left or to the right.
He dresses to the center.
Scurries off to squeal repeatedly and curse the gods of fortune who didn't urge her to tape tonight's episode
--Bright Angel
Monday, June 17, 2002, 08:05 p.m.:
Mortal Kombat and Buying pr0n
Yeah, so, it's official...I have no willpower. I went back to Mitsuwa Marketplace yesterday to pick up Kizuna, Vol. 8, (since Tay outran me to the only copy in the Uwajimaya Kinokuniya...This is the first copy I've seen anywhere since). I know I couldn't justify spending the money on it but it's either now or at AnimeExpo. And if I buy it there, I'll have to pay about more than I did at Mitsuwa. Anyhow...
Why is it that bookstore employees always give you funny looks when you buy their adult merchandise? I mean, seriously...it's there to be bought, isn't it? Or is it there to forever sit on unbrowsed shelves as a testament to the decency of people? Or are Japanese people just prudes? I don't know about most of them, but the ones at the Mitsuwa Kinokuniya definitely are. I handed my manga to the cashier, then turned to glance over my shoulder...at what, I don't remember, but my attention was jerked back to the front by a poorly-stifled snicker. I turned to see the two female clerks giving each other wide-eyed glances and pointing to the BeBoy logo on the book's spine. A little slow on the reaction there, ladies...I've already turned around. They tried to make like nothing had happened, an did an admirable job of it as I looked the cashier right in the eye and smiled pleasantly.
Ah, good fun, good fun. Kodaka-san's work hasn't improved lately.....Gawd, I liked volumes 1-4! Gorgeous art, amazing detail, human proportions! But then she just crapped out. It's really too bad. Ranmaru looks NOTHING like he should. And don't get me started on Enjouji. Masa looks fine, and Kai never really did anything for me anyway, so there ^_^ I would like to write an Enjouji/Kai sibcest fic one of these days, though. We shall see.
In other news, today was the first day of aerobics class. Yes, my mom conned me into taking the class with her again, and I'll be damned if I drop it this time. It actually wasn't so bad...I'm in better shape now that I've been working out at the gym, but the class lasts an hour and a half! And the music is godawful! We did routines to "Everybody (Backstreet's Back)" and the Mortal Kombat theme for god's sake! (the mortal kombat song had fun punchy-kicky moves. I felt like such a nerd.) There were a couple people from highschool in there with me, so I didn't have to stick with my mom like a total loser, and they were even less coordinated than me (and one was chubbier ^_^ Yeah, hard to believe...)
So, yeah. That's about it. I'm sore, I'm full of chicken, and I need to start in on my drawings. I've got 7 pieces already done...Three Final Fantasy pics, Vagrant Story, Angel Sanctuary, Card Captor Sakura, and Weiß Kreuz are going up at the AX art show. And I still have more planned...There's a Lain picture and an Aa! Megami-sama! picture in the works, so we'll see how it goes.
I repeat! If I know you, and you're going to AnimeExpo, get ahold of me! We'll meet up! Christine, Meredith, and Teresa -- that means you!
Ah me, I must fly! Expect website updates soon, chickadees! (Yeah, I always say that...)
--Bright Angel
Saturday, June 15, 2002, 03:04 p.m.:
I am NOT cruel to animals!
My dog, Cookie...Isn't she lovely? 13 year-old Dalmatian/Pointer cross; Senile, neurotic, and perpetually disgruntled. She likes to sniff knees. Isn't that charming? Anyway...
I made onigiri today! I'm so proud of myself...Of course, I went into it thinking "Hey, any idiot can squish rice into a triangle and wrap seaweed around it! What could be so hard?"
Ten minutes later...rice everywhere.
Ah well, can't say I didn't try. I did end up making three pretty good-looking salmon onigiri. And these are sand-free! My onigiri-making escapade also had another added bonus.
You know that trick with dogs where you make them eat peanut butter and they sit there chewing it for, like, an hour? It never worked with my dog.
She'd just eat the damn peanut butter in three seconds and bark until I gave her more. Well, I finally got her. With what, you ask?
Nori.
Nori, the wonderful seaweedy stuff that sticks to any wet surface, including the
roof of one's mouth.
Cookie took one sniff, and crunched away. Then proceeded to sit there and
smack for the next five minutes, face contorted with betrayal and
confusion. It was the highlight of my day. Of course, once she
finally did finish it, she wanted more. Stupid dog. So I gave her
more, and more, until I dropped one on the floor and it stuck to her nose when
she went to eat it. She didn't want any more after that.
--Bright Angel
Monday, June 3, 2002, 12:59 a.m.:
Shiny...
Wooo! Everybody go look at my new layout!!! Ain't it pretty? I'm rather proud of it. Definitely something different, though...usually I prefer black backgrounds. What do you all think?
I finished watching Serial Experiments Lain for the second time...And I still don't get it. Compared to this, Evangelion and Key The Metal Idol are like basic arithmetic. Weirdest anime ever. I need to watch more Cardcaptor Sakura. OH! I've finally decided that I must see Utena. The temptations of Touga and Saiyonji are simply too great for me to ignore any longer. Not to mention I'd like to know who the hell all these cosplayers are supposed to be dressed as. If anyone has Utena on tape, or can make me copies, I'd be happy to pay! Please let me know!
In other news, my Anime Expo costume is plugging along. The body of it is done...just got to add the trim and collect the rest of the accessories and I'll be good to go! I must practice picture poses...mustn't disappoint cosplay photographers with a cheesily-grinning Belial, backpack slung over one shoulder, bag of filthy doujinshi from the Aestheticism table clutched in one velvet-gloved hand. Though that might be pretty amusing the more I think about it. Hopefully there will be some other Angel Sanctuary cosplayers at the convention that I can band up with for a photo or two. If not, I suppose I'll just have to be creepy by myself. You don't suppose my boyfriend dressing up as Spike Spiegel will take the edge off the creepy, do you? Hmm...
And now, it's time for bed. Got a Kanji test tomorrow, and I'd like not to have blurry eyesight so that I don't miss that teeny little line distinguishing one kanji from an otherwise identical other kanji, changing the meaning entirely and resulting in a big fat F for me.
Farfarello:[methodically ripping pages out of Angel's textbook] Kanji hurts God.
--Bright Angel
Wednesday, May 22, 2002, 10:40 p.m.:
Maybe the nori's just really, really fresh...
I am eating onigiri. Salmon onigiri. Yum, yum, salmon onigiri.
Except this onigiri has sand in it. Yes, sand. And I am not throwing it away. Because I am hungry. I swear, if this gives me a stomachache....
What has this taught us, children? Do not toss onigiri across the room when a tabletop Zen sand/rock garden lies between you and your target.
--Bright Angel
Wednesday, May 22, 2002, 01:55 a.m.:
A Paltry Offering
Updates are on the horizon, my little friends! But for now, take a look at the Links page I just added on the website! Click on "Portals" in the Aetherius sidebar to take a look at my favorite yaoi fansites, animanga websites, and web comics!
--Bright Angel
Wednesday, May 15, 2002, 08:01 p.m.:
Pot Roast
That's what they say it is...the box cover has a photo that looks like pot roast...but I don't think it's really pot roast. I've never seen pot roast in such nice little cubes. And that gravy is far too oily for my comfort.
Oh well. Dinner is dinner. Even if it is frozen.
Games to Play with a TV Dinner
1. Hunt for Peas - See how many peas you can get from all the plate compartments back into the original compartment. Time yourself! Beat your previous record!
2. Name that Sauce - You know it's drenched in *something*, but you're not sure what. Take your best guess, then check the ingredients!
3. Mashed-Potato Masterpieces - Those dry, lumpy, gray mashed potatoes are the perfect medium for amateur sculpting! Create a 3-D self-portrait! Sculpt a model of the family pet, or your favorite J-rocker! Take pictures and post them on the internet!
This is what happens when my dad's out of town. Cooking does not happen. Stupid lazy mother...
--Bright Angel
Saturday, May 11, 2002, 12:52 a.m.:
Another One Bites the Dust...
Well, it's official. I've gotten word back from Santa Barbara, so that takes care of it.
The University of California doesn't want me.
Boy howdy, I'm feeling pretty darn worthless right now. It's kinda funny if you think about it.
Hm...Wait. No, it isn't.
Ugh. I'm going to bed. I was going to blog about something fun today, but now I forget what it was.
(P.S. To a fellow blogger...I did ask you about that blog entry, and you didn't want to talk about it. If I'd asked you later, you probably wouldn't have said anything either and just waited for me to walk on eggs for a while. For the record, you scared me to tears that night, and I told you so. And you still didn't want to talk about it. I failed that Japanese test, too. In the future, please don't bitch about me on your blog...I don't appreciate finding out someone's got a problem with me solely by checking their public weblog.)
--Bright Angel
Sunday, May 5, 2002, 12:32 a.m.:
Why? Because we love him!
Kyou wa Takehito Koyasu no tanjoubi desu! *cheers* He's 35 years old today! We'd never guess it...well, maybe we would. But he's still sexy, yes! Yes he is! So everybody wish Koyasu-koi a happy birthday...Why? Because we love him! And why do we love him? Saaa...
1. His teeth! On anybody else, these teeth would be the stuff of nightmares! But I couldn't see Koyasu any other way!
2. Takahashi Ryousuke [Inital D]...He created half of the first sibcest fanfic pairing that I really found sexy! (heh, watch...a bunch of yaoi newbies are gonna rush out to find Initial D now, expecting nasty Takahashi kyoudai action. Sorry, only in your fantasies!)
3. Ayanojou Aburatsubo [Mahou Tsukai Tai]...You can't help but love him. Nobody else could possibly whimper "Takeo-ku~un!" the way Koyasu does! And yes, we all remember the human-broom scene.
4. The hair. It's red. It's black. It's blond! It's...blue? Hm...Okay, well, he can't seem to make up his mind, but it always looks great!
5. Dias Flac [Star Ocean EX/2]...Only Koyasu could bring something redeeming to that godforsaken, godawful game >_< Sorry, Tay...
6. Takuto Izumi [Zetsuai 1989/Bronze] Anyone who's seen Zetsuai loves to hate this character, but can't help loving him just the same. The uke-who-would-be-seme.....
7. The lip-synching...Watch the Glühen tour. Koyasu-koi has some sort of compulsive inability to let anybody sing by themselves! He hovers, and lip-synchs along with them! And so help us, we don't mind a bit!
8. Sakano [Gravitation]...Koyasu gets to show off his amazing skill for freaking out. Repeatedly. Over the tiniest little things. Adorable beyond words...though I wouldn't mind if K attempted to loosen him up a little.
9. Convoy [Beast Wars]...Koyasu was a transformer. Not just a Transformer...Koyasu was Convoy. Enough said.
10. Weiß Kreuz. The anime by which we live, and around which our lives revolve. Koyasu-koi...the divine creator of Project Weiß, and seiyuu of the reigning uber-seme of the anime world.
Aya: You flatter me...
--Bright Angel
Tuesday, April 30, 2002, 04:00 p.m.:
Ode to a Convention
Badly-pronounced Japanese and DDR music was echoing out of Santa Clara, CA, this past weekend, as FanimeCon commenced for its 2002 run. This 3-day convention is one of the most well-known on the west coast and, incidentally, is held only twenty minutes from my house ^_^
There is truly no experience more euphoric than standing in the doorway of an anime convention dealer room and simply breathing. The smell of doujinshi ink, new toys, old money and unwashed fanboys combines into a tantalizing odor, wrapping around you and drawing you in.
And stealing your money. Curse that odor...
I made out with a fairly decent haul this spring:
~All five Saiyuki plushies (Sanzo 'n friends, and Kougaiji)
~A Hide plushie (he may be dead, but he lives in plushie form!)
~A new Weiß drama CD with my new favorite song on it ("New Song"! Listen to it!)
~A Weiß Seiyuu shitajiki (I'm now certain, without a doubt, that Hiro Yuuki is a woman)
~A replacement for my Omi pin, and two FFX pins of Tidus and Lulu
~An artbook by Youko Nitta (Guest of honor at YaoiCon this year, of "Haru wo Daiteita" and "When A Man Loves a Man" fame! My favorite mangaka!!!)
~A huge Yami no Matsuei poster, and the white Weiß Kreuz poster I've wanted ever since I saw it hanging in my nakama's apartment and been insanely jealous of ^_^
Of course, there were plenty of other things I wanted to buy, but I'll be able to get more at AnimeExpo in July!
Fanime is truly the dub-friendly convention. Many of the anime screenings are in english, and most of the guests of honor are english voice actors and dub producers. There was an impressive slew of them this year...Allison Keith (Misato), Amanda Winn Lee (Rei), and Tiffany Grant (Asuka) of Evangelion fame were all there.
In fact, me and the guys attended a panel called "So You Wanna Be a Voice Actor", hosted by Taliesin Jaffe and Jonathan Klein. Taliesin Jaffe has directed and produced more dubs than I could possibly count...most of the ones you've seen, most likely, and Jonathan Klein is vice-president, co-owner and co-founder of New Generation pictures, a company that translates, subs and dubs anime for Pioneer, Urban Vision, Central Park Media and TOKYOPOP.
The panel was also hosted by (the gorgeous and talented) Crispin Freeman, who did the dubbed voices for Zelgadis in "Slayers", Captain Tylor in "The Irresponsible Captain Tylor" (*snort* duh...), Spark in "Lodoss War, Touga and Dios in "Utena", and Inorganic Angel Rociel in "Angel Sanctuary".
The panel itself was a workshop where members of the audience were picked to help dub a portion of episode 1 of "I My Me Strawberry Eggs", an anime just completed by Pioneer that premiered at the convention. As luck would have it, I was picked as one of the voice actors! I won't elaborate, since I plan on discussing my newfound respect for dub actors later...but it was some of the most fun I've ever had! Check out the anime...it looks teriffic! (Fujio was my characters ^_^).
At the autograph session the next day, all three panel hosts autographed my dub script, which I'll scan just for the hell of it later...Crispin Freeman also autographed a picture of Rociel I had done for the art show, then pulled when I heard about the signing. You have to see it to believe it...I'll scan that, too.
We didn't see too many anime screenings this year. We watched episode 2 of "Betterman" in english, which sucked. Sorry to all you "Betterman" fans out there, but it was just dull. We saw episodes 1 and 2 of "Gatekeepers", which was wonderful! And "Fanboy Bebop", the funniest fandub parody ever created.
More con review will be posted as I come out of my lethargy and remember it all...In short, the con was wonderful. And AnimeExpo will be better! If you're going to that con, email me! I'd like to find out who all's gonna be there!
--Bright Angel
Friday, April 26, 2002, 09:49 p.m.:
Blargh!
Bad Tay! Bad, bad Tay! Star Ocean 2 is yucky! Very yucky! Congratulations to anyone who's mustered up the courage to write SO2 fics, but.........GAH! That game wasted so much of my life! >_< And my boyfriend got a remorse complex from blowing up...well, I won't tell you what he blew up, for those of you who haven't played, because I don't like spoiling even crappy games.
Bleh....
God...who were the pairings, anyway? I'm having frightening mental images of Ashton and the dragons....*shudder*
Celine was hot, though.
--Bright Angel
Thursday, April 25, 2002, 03:49 p.m.:
He kicked through the f***ing WALL!
I have finally experienced the wonder that is Gravitation.
*insert loud, high-pitched squealing here*
All the wonderful tales are true! I swear, there is not a single person in that anime (besides Ayaka-chan, and she played the Sakura role during her short stint anyway) who I do NOT find attractive! It's bishonen-overload!
There's only one problem. This anime's got sexy guys en masse, Shuichi chibifying once (or more) a minute, great music, plenty of lip-locking, smatterings of angst, long-hair (one of my first obsessions from back in my sailor moon days..Mmm, Kunzite...), and wonderful animation quality to boot! But it has NO SEX!!! YAAAAAAAGH!!! I HATE SHOUNEN-AI!!!
Shounen-ai must just be modern Japanese for "boy love". I'll bet in the ancient context, it means "tease girls and make them cry and throw tantrums because they want to see Hiro get boned a hundred different ways".
Yup. That's what it means.
And how the hell did Shuichi kick through the door in ep. 1, and through the wall in ep. 8?! That kid makes me nervous...
--Bright Angel
Wednesday, April 24, 2002, 05:59 p.m.:
Satellite Control...Reaching out into other worlds!
ooooooOOOOOoooOOOOO!!!
This page is haaaaaaaaunted! Ghosts are writing blog entries among the dust and cobwebs! Run away! Run awaaaaaay!
*blink* There were way too many repeating letters in there. Sorry.
No, I'm not dead, as some of you probably feared (and some of you probably hoped). I have been busy like a bee lately! A little bee bumbling around from flower to flower to spring break to a hectic theater week to college applications to psychotic parents to a fucking broken computer to anime conventions! A little cute bee! Bzzzzzzz.....
I'm so genki. It's making me ill. How about you?
I smell artichokes.
No new contributions to Aetherius lately, I'm sad to say. Soon, though. Yes, soon. Once I finish the convention fanart I'm hoping to draw by Friday (Hah!), I'll scan it and put it up for your viewing pleasure.
....Oh, heck. Here's something to tide you over. Two of my favorite real-life gender benders, chibified! Number one...Mana! Of Malice Mizer fame, now starting a solo career!
And number two, Toshiya of Dir en Grey! We love Toshiya because he's such a pretty little tart. And he crosdresses wonderfully! Everybody, bow down and worship Toshiya!
........
I don't hear any worshipping!
........
That's better!
--Bright Angel
Wednesday, April 3, 2002, 05:15 p.m.:
My Apologies...
...to those who my bad mood and depressive state seem to be offending. Next time I'll be sure to keep quiet about it, and we won't have anything to worry about.
--Bright Angel
Monday, April 1, 2002, 10:28 p.m.:
Tired
I'm tired. I'm tired of kids who haven't been taught the importance of taking pride in your accomplishments. I'm tired of young actors and actresses who look me right in the eye when I tell them to sing louder, or say their lines slower, or move to stage left...and then continue to do it their way as if the word of an assistant director doesn't matter one whit.
I'm tired of being identified as "the girl who sings".
I'm tired of school. I'm tired of having points and grades determine my worth as a person. I'm tired of this house. I'm tired of being pushed and pulled and nudged and threatened in the direction someone else wants me to go.
I'm tired of feeling like my interests are an inconvenience to others. I'm tired of being the different one. I'm tired of being the butt of jokes, no matter how good-natured they may be. I'm tired of not being able to give other people enough of my time...I'm tired of not having enough time to myself. I'm tired of not having a single friend living close enough to see once a week that truly shares my interest...and I'm tired of those who are close to me believing I think less of them because of that.
I'm tired of long-distance phone bills. I'm tired of not even being able to hear the voices of half my friends.
I'm tired of trying to be creative. I'm tired of trying my best, yet still being surpassed by the worst of other authors and artists. I'm tired of having people praise me, then turn and pass me up for work of lower caliber. I'm tired of grieving over unfinished stories, knowing they will never come to fruition, knowing that the characters birthed from them will never grow and shine the way they were originally meant to.
I'm tired of my right hand's ongoing grudge with my mind's eye. I'm tired of having a job that depends solely on the success of people's love lives, or people's deaths, or my own throat's mercurial health. I'm tired of my mother hiding soda from me because she thinks it makes me fat. I'm tired of not being able to use my DVD player because my dad sits in the front room all night and watches two-star made-for-tv movies all night. I'm tired of watching my dog get old and sick. I'm tired of getting headaches. I'm tired of my computer freezing and my modem disconnecting. I'm tired of people thinking that I can't be an adult because sometimes I like to act like a child.
I'm tired of crying.
I'm...tired.
--Bright Angel
Monday, March 25, 2002, 11:01 p.m.:
Hey, remember me?
God, I'm so uninteresting......I don't even have enough to blog once a week.
On the up side, Kokuhaku Ch. 3 is up for your very much enjoyment! Go have a read! It's getting tense! Ooo, plot time!
--Bright Angel
Wednesday, March 20, 2002, 09:40 a.m.:
Shameless self promotion
Hey gang, this is Brian again, yeah haven't seen me in a while, huh? Well, I'm just here to plug my own blog! *yay* yeaup got my own spot now, and I'm stealing Janie's blog one last time to plug it, so c'mon over and check it out :)
--Brian
--Bright Angel
Saturday, March 2, 2002, 01:17 a.m.:
Updates!!!
Just a few offerings in the fanfiction department...Head on over to the website and check them out! I'm now hosting "Substitution", the steamy Ken/Aya PWP that Utopian Trunks and I are both wonderfully unashamed of writing. Also, "The Hunted" has been updated with chapters 4, 5, and 6! "A Wind-Blown Feather", Tay's Xmas Giftfic for me, is now up on the website, since I finally found the html file for it ^_^
Coming soon:
"Kokuhaku", Ch. 3! (I mean it, this time), "Devotion" Ch. 3, and a much more WAFF-y sequel to "Measure for Measure"! You know you're waiting on edge for it ^_^
Love and Peace!
--Bright Angel
Thursday, February 28, 2002, 03:37 p.m.:
Omittchi no Tanjoubi!!!
Hey, everyone! Today's half of Omi's birthday! Everyone celebrate!
Yeah, I know, I know...lucky little bastard...he gets two birthdays instead of one when it's not a leap year, because no one can agree whether to have it on the 28th or the 1st. Stupid February 29th...What kind of dumb day is that? I mean, it's so lazy, it only comes out every four years.
Tch..Omi, your birthday sucks!
Huh? Oh, right.....*cough* I think we should all take this time to think about why we love Omi! So here's just a few of Omi's many endearing qualities:
1. He's always happy! And when he's not happy, he's pouting adorably, or shocking us with bad words!
2. He's the only one of the four who's always there to take his shifts at work!
3. He goes to school all day, sits on the internet all night, works with an old lady and three MUCH cuter guys...and still manages to get girls to like him.........even if they are his sister...er, cousin...oh, whatever. Next!
4. He dresses cute! Well......some of the time. That 2nd season shirt of his was just dreadful. Okay, okay, well, his mission outfit is cute. Except for the freaky head thing....what the hell is that head thing, anyway?
This isn't going well....
5. When he fights people, he...throws things from a distance...and...sets bombs and runs...Hey! What the hell is that? What are you, Omi, some sort of little chickenshit wuss-boy? Get in there and get your hands dirty! Sheesh...I'm trying to make you sound good here. Isn't there ANYTHING hard-core about you?!
Omi: ...I can do Ken dry if you want...
...That'll do. Yes, folks, we love Omi, don't we! Don't forget to buy him things for his birthday! Or...well, buy things for yourself and say they're for him. He's only an anime character after all.
Omi: *displays middle finger* Animate this.
--Bright Angel
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