Rakshasa and Carcasses: The Story She was just a girl. Her black hair draped over her endless kimono at the festival, her hand clutched to her father'sas she wandered around endlessly. With bright blue eyes gleaming up at the bright flashing lights and revelry. Her mouthdropped in awe, she walked along the grounds with great curiosity. Throughout the night, her smiled beamed brightly. This daywas Tanabata, a astronomical holiday in Japan, celebrating the joining of two stars.Ater endlessly caressing the festival, she walked back home with her father. In the middle of her and her father'sconversation, she heard the shreik yell of a cat. She flew back, seeing a cat with teeth showing and an angry glare in hiseyes. What really scared her was the fact that the cat spoke her language, in a very mascusline voice. Suddenly, the worldaround her disappeared but her and the talking cat."Come once, my only child," he said in a warm voice, "we shall go to dance." She looked puzzled and began to feel sick.
Panda Hero: The StoryHello. I am Pandora Hikori, known as the Panda Hero. I will be telling you the intriguing story of a woman I once knew, Gumi, who was, and always will be, the greatest baseball player to ever live.It was the Summer of '98. I had just moved to town, and as a child, I was a true blooded rebel. My hair was bright pink, I stayed up late from insomnia, and my clothes were always baggy and old-- usually my father's old camoflauge coat. My parents always had an odd feeling from me, like they had raised me wrong. My skin was pail, and I was also very cold-blooded, always wearing wool hats. In other words, I was a pessimistic bitch.Nobody was really my friend. Back in our old town, I only had maybe two...three friends. Not even those morons were honest friends, either. I just dragged them around to show I had some side of decency. I did have a boyfriend, though. His name was Makayami Toro, and he was the leader of our school. He was head of all sports, center of all attention, and...basically