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Friday, September 24, 2004


REALLY STUPID ART THIEF!!!

Now she's stealing from the SAME SITE!!!! How stupid can you get???

THE ORIGINAL:
http://fanart.theotaku.com/view.php?action=get_pic&pic_id=27489

The copy:
http://fanart.theotaku.com/view.php?action=get_pic&pic_id=39155

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   The Art Thief Is Here!!!!

She's joined TheOtaku as HeartOfTheCards. Watch out for her.....check it out.
http://www.myotaku.com/users/heartofthecards
Stupid idiot.

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Thursday, September 23, 2004


   Damn, can't escape the Curse....

Every year I get sick at the beginning of school....and this year's no differen't....I'm getting freakin' sick again!!! >.<
Glad the weekend's coming up.....I sooooooo hate school....
My throat hurts.....least typing doesn't hurt it LOL
And I gotta write a stupid paper so i might not be on as often next week....hope that's ok^^

Later!

Marik-Kun^^

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Wednesday, September 22, 2004


   New fic

How's this sound? (My penname's Izumi Ishtar on Fanfic.net)

CHAPTER ONE- The First Sign

By Izumi Ishtar

Laughter...I hear laughter...

I got up off of the cold floor I had awoken on and slowly, hesitantly made my way through the dark corridors. I had no idea where I was; it was a miracle I didn't crash into any walls. But something was driving me toward that laughter like a homing , deep, harsh laughter...it sounded familiar...almost like...but there was no way...

Light suddenly blinded me. I stumbled back. When I could see again, I lay before a door. It was made of some kind of heavy stone, as the floor and walls were. I got to my feet and cautiously touched the door. It was cold and rough, with ancient Egyptian carvings covering the majority of it. This door seemed familiar as well...and as I stood there, translating the text to myself, a sudden feeling of dread overcame me. The very last line, near the bottom of the door read:

"Here awaits the evil within."

The evil within. The laughter...it had come from behind this door. I don't know what came over me, but before I could stop myself, as if my body moved on its own, I shoved it open with suprisingly little effort. It swung away to reveal a dark, torchlit room, the walls also stone and covered in Egyptian texts I recognized from reading in my childhood. At first, I didn't see or hear anything, save the flames dancing eerily on the walls. It was silent; the mysterious cackling had stopped. But just then, in the corner, beyond the flickering light's reach, something moved. A dark, evil something. I tried to back off, but my legs had frozen the moment I'd seen it...

The cold, deep laughter started up again as the thing stepped into the flame's light. My eyes went wide when I saw it, and I turned and fled from the room, racing blindly down the pitch black halls. The laughter grew louder the faster I ran...

My mind was racing faster than my feet. Had I just seen...? It couldn't be! He was banished! But he had been there, his expression nastily joyful at the sight of me...it was imprinted in my mind, as clear and vivid as if I were still standing there staring at him, rather than running as far away as possible...

Smack. I fell back onto the stone floor with a loud crack, skinning my palms as I thrust them out behind me to break the impact...I had, in my preoccupation, run into a wall. My face throbbed, and my nose was bleeding. I had been so stupid to--

I froze. The laughter was right behind me. I scrambled to my feet and wheeled around. There, before me in the darkness, about five feet off the ground, was an eye. A glowing eye. The Millennium symbol.

It drew closer. I backed off slowly, watching it in horror as it rose and fell, approaching me. The thing's footsteps echoed through the corridor. It was only about two feet from me now...

My back hit the wall. I had nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. I was shaking uncontrollably, my face dripping with blood and sweat...and just then, a hand shot out and gripped my throat. I couldn't move...I couldn't breathe...was this the end? I felt hot tears drip down my face as well...all the things I was leaving...my sister...my brother...my beloved girlfriend...all this would be lost...this was it...my death by the one thing I feared the most...

"Prepare to join your father, Marik."

My Yami. I flinched and, with all the strength I could muster, said two words to him.

"I'm sorry."

I felt his grip loosen, but I was already slipping into unconsciousness. It was hard to stay awake...but something inside me was giving me strength. Hope. Was he going to spare me?Would he perhaps just lock me away, and take my body back? But as I thought this, it seemed better if he would kill me...it would be better than having to suffer through the pain...

I heard the distinct sound of a dagger being unsheathed. I shut my eyes. My life was flashing before me...my childhood...the anguish I had put the very Pharaoh I was sworn to protect through...how forgiving they had been...and I would never get a chance to repay them for it...

And then it came. Cold metal shot straight through my stomach. I screamed. Screamed louder than I had ever before. The greatest of agony filled me...of both pain and sorrow...

...He had decided to kill me as he had done my father...

Father...the very last thing I thought of before my soul was lost to the cold hand of death...

I gasped and awoke in a cold sweat, looking around frantically, as if I were expecting to see something ominous glaring at me through the darkness. Nothing. Nothing save the grey-white curtains on my bed, through which golden sunlight filtered and fell on my shivering hands...

It was morning.

"A dream...", I whispered to myself, "It was a dream..."

I sat up slowly, wiping the sweat off my face with the back of my hand absentmindedly, contemplating the meaning of what I had just experienced, while my body relaxed from the adrenaline rush it had just recieved. I drew a blank as to what it's meaning was, but what I did know for certain was that it's 'death simulation' was by no means a good thing...

An icy numbness was eating at me inside...this unsettling feeling that something wasn't right inside my subconscious...it was the fact that my dark half had been in it. He had been sent away long ago, by the Pharaoh himself...I had been able to recooperate following his banishment, having bought a house away from Egypt to start a life of my own...in my habit of traveling, I had met my girlfriend Izumi...was she in danger...? Was this dream a warning of some kind...?

....was it possible that Yami Marik, having wielded the Millennium Rod, an Item capable of manipulating his own prison, had some kind of power to escape the Shadow Realm because of this...?

I shook my head, jerking myself out of deep thought, and pulled back the curtains on my bed, letting the light flood in to calm me. It was impossible. He couldn't break free...not after the Pharaoh had weakened him so much...and yet...and yet...

I stood up slowly, slipped into my bathrobe, and walked out on the balcony overlooking the island's enormous cliffs, which dropped into the very sea where I had picked up Bandit Keith as one of my first Rare Hunters. A shiver shot down my spine as I recalled it painfully...I never wanted to be that person again...

The soft ocean breeze picked up suddenly, and whipped at my face and sent my frazzled hair flying behind me. Enormous waves crashed and receded fifty feet below where I stood, leaning on the wood rail, gazing out at the endless realm of blue that glimmered before me...

A storm was approaching. I felt it in the air.

"Guess I can't ride until later..." I said jokingly to myself, turning and going inside just as a torrential downpour began.

There was nothing left to do now but go back to bed for a few hours and hope that my paranoid conscience was wrong...

....................

"Has it been raining like that all morning?"

"'Fraid so...I know you were planning to go riding today..."

"It's okay...weather can't be helped..."

I yawned and leaned on the table, staring gloomily out at what just this morning had been a bright, sunny sky. It was now almost completely pitch-black, and the rain pounded on the windows relentlessly, sounding like the house was being barragged by millions of tiny rocks.

"Weather channel said it's a tropical storm." Izumi said, making me jump a little as she refilled my coffee mug and sat down beside me. Tropical storms were very strong on the island and sometimes even knocked the power out for hours, even days at a time...we usually got past the boredom by playing Duel Monsters by flashlight or something like that...but part of me wanted the place to go dark for another reason. It would be a perfect time to tell her about my dream...


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Sunday, September 19, 2004


   It's Unanimous!!!

Overlap wins!!!! ^^

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Saturday, September 18, 2004


   One more thing...

I can't decide which song to keep on here....
Overlap
Voice
or Warriors?

If you even know what I'm talking about....

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   About my fic...

I've decided to scrap my old one as I wrote myself into a huge hole and it wasn't going anywhere anyway....so i'm starting a new one....
..
....
......Once upon a time---no been done...
....It was a dark and stormy night--been done also....
....Once upon a midnight dreary--uh-uh, no, been done...
...Space, the final frontier--been done WAAAY TOO MANY TIMES!!!!
How about.....One day Marik was eating soup and everyone died-- Been done...at our family reunion...
We, the people--wait...sounds familiar....
MARIK!!! GET IN HERE AND HELP ME WRITE!!!!!
*Yami Marik comes walking in eating soup* What??
Me: he's eating soup, RUN!!!!!
*20 minutes pass*
..
...
.......
....okay, let's try this again...
....In the beginning--nope, I'm SURE I've heard that before....
....It is a sin to write this--no, I'm not Ayn Rand here....
....BUT WAIT! THERE'S MORE!!!--no, stupid Ronco commercials...
....It came to pass that--NO.
.......okay, one more try....

....Harry the Hamster learned not to put the seed--okay. Time to stop writing now. I'll get back to you on this one....MARIIIIIK!!!! NOT MORE SOUP!!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!! YOU'LL START A NUCLEAR WAR!!!!!
Yami Marik: And then you can start your story "The End." after everyone's dead. Then no one will care.
Me: Been done.
Yami Marik: WHAT???
Me: Remember "Dawn of the Dead"?
Yami Marik: Ohh!! I love that movie!!! Can we go rent it again??
Me: They wouldn't let us after the 162nd time.
Yami Marik: Then let's go to the other video store. Which time are we on altogether?
Me: 64,285 and a half. The half is from when you blew up the TV cuz the police came while you were watching it. While trying to make zombies out of the neighbors.
Yami Marik: Hey, I remember that....I killed them like it said....but they just stayed dead...

Anyways, if you have any good story beginnings, as i'm kind of stuck here, let me know....

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Friday, September 17, 2004


   On a lighter note...

I redid the site!!! Hope y'all like it!!! ^^

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   Lookit this crap!!!




SHE DARE!!!! >.<

Here's her e-mail if you'd like to say something....after all, you could be next....she's had many many victims....your art may even be somewhere with her name on it....

yugiohyamimarik@yahoo.com

Luckily, all the sites we went to with them on were cooperative and took our art off...some even banned her...and her aliases are:
Paine, Nastasia, Lhia, Daphne Paine Sy,
Daphne AJ Sy James, Da Qiao, PaineofSpira,
PaineofBevelle, Schala Elaine, Sairys SkyeWind,
SeymourMother, Lhiannan-Sidhe or Paine Lhiannan-Sidhe
La'Luna, Chihiro 'Jean Tay' Fusami, Morgan Le Fae,
DismalUnicorn, ShadowIsis, Shadow Ishizu Ishtar,
Phoenixqueen, AJay Lin Shorn, AJay Ishtar, or any
other variation of Amanda "AJ" James' name or
nicknames
and many more....beware....

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Thursday, September 16, 2004


   Thieves....

Y'thought they would have noticed little things like...OUR SIGNATURES!!!! DUH!!!!
http://malikishtar.deviantart.com/
And I thought Thief Bakura was bad....she stole our WHOLE GALLERY!!!! AND PUTS HER F-ING NAME ON THEM!!!! Thanks GoZumie, for telling us....
If I knew how to post on her site to say it's ours, I would...

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