http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:Manoil&section=today deviantART RSS for by:Manoil en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Sat, 19 Dec 2009 23:34:04 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/27603960/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/27603960/ Mon, 05 Oct 2009 18:52:39 PDT
I recently had the pleasure of discovering and befriending =asieybarbie, an artist who seems to have perked my curiosity lately. Her style is a very beautiful, dynamic, somewhat-retro aesthetic, and I must say I'm impressed at how refined it is. A strong balance of individuality and stylization; not too far down one or the other. In any case, I haven't learned much about her, but what I have, I like. Take a gander at her gallery.

Oh, yeah-- my computer died. Again. Get to reformat the hard drive and that whole circus... until it works, I'm using the POS of the house. And I'm just... so... ecstatic, I swear...

fuck this computer.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/27154379/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/27154379/ Fri, 11 Sep 2009 16:39:09 PDT
]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/26533689/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/26533689/ Tue, 11 Aug 2009 18:26:53 PDT
Danny Elfman - The Little Things
Prodigy - Poison
Junior Senior - Move Your Feet
Loverboy - Working for the Weekend
Gorillaz - Tomorrow Comes Today
Benny Benassi - Satisfaction Remix
Dirty Sanchez - Fucking on the Dance floor
DJ Krush ft. Esthero - Final Home
Three Dog Night - Momma Told Me Not To Come
Weezer - El Scorcho
Steely Dan - Stuck In The Middle With You
Steve Miller Band - Take The Money And Run
Lynard Skynard - Brown Eyed Girl
Sugar Ray - Every Morning
Gnarls Barkley - Charity Case
Nine Inch Nails - Hand That Feeds
Marilyn Manson - Kill Your God
Metallica - Enter Sandman
Dead Kennedys - Holiday In Cambodia
The Beatles - There Are Places I Remember

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/25983921/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/25983921/ Thu, 16 Jul 2009 11:31:39 PDT
Whatever.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/23302729/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/23302729/ Fri, 20 Feb 2009 08:31:10 PST
]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/22687886/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/22687886/ Tue, 20 Jan 2009 06:41:30 PST
Particularly with females.

The cold, harsh truth is that I am of the different and the different will never be of the same form or function as the normal. I obviously cannot try to choose a path that I never fit into from the beginning.
And Emily Beebe...
I truly need to learn, from a total of three occurrences, that I will never have my affection or hunger for something more returned to me. She seems impervious to it, and to not have learned from the pain that has resulted with each occasion is by far a weakness I can't afford to allow any longer.

Otherwise, the change that needs to be made in my life is quite simple, pure in its basis but complex in its execution; I need purpose.

My life, thus far, seems entirely without purpose. Without a reason or cause to dedicate my life to, existance has become but a hollow shell with the only true meaning as the cold eventuality of death. I feel no purpose working at a frustrating little convenience store, just as I feel no purpose without a job entirely. I feel no purpose being alone as I have virtually my entire life, and the madness that consumes me only worsens under such grounds.
The only purpose I feel it possible to dedicate myself to, which seems to worry me less and less as time passes, is the creation of Weapons. Of death and destruction.

It's a fate I dislike considering, but... one of the only ones I deem possible to accept.

Whatever.
When the time comes to account for my actions, I will make sure I have chosen wisely, or at least unregrettably. That in itself would be a change worth working for.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/20497859/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/20497859/ Sun, 14 Sep 2008 22:20:21 PDT [link]

The new semester at PC started up, and things haven't been bad at all. I like my teachers, I like my classes, I have another class with Edgar, one of the most disturbingly badass muthafuckas I've ever met in my life, and it seems my sense of humor it starting to blossom in public. Whatever the case is, I can't complain.

Anyway, I'm considering sending something to Bleedman, but... I doubt it's worth the time. We'll see.

I'm tired and have much less energy than I expected when I started writing this, so... yeah. Take it easy people. I'm out.

EDIT: 1250 Deviations Looked at! Only... 5984... to go... shit.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/19800493/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/19800493/ Wed, 06 Aug 2008 00:13:55 PDT
My sanity continues to slowly erode out from under me as time goes by-- ironically enough, my fear of myself makes me uneasy around others, and in the process, drives away the very company that could keep me within said boundaries. Particularly females.

Ironic enough that these days, all I seem to think about are death, dying, and killing. It's like walking through a tunnel with surfaces covered in flames; all you can do is keep moving to the other side, hopping you aren't too charred and disfigured by the time you make it across.

Another little bonus I heard today before working 5 volunteer hours at the Dem. HQ, is that because I had to drop a class a week before the finals in the spring semester, and I went down to 9 credit hours, I WILL NOT be recieving health insurance.

I'd give a little tear from my left eye, Native American style, if I wasn't going in and out of conciousness as I attempt to type this.

Honestly... if I could have bit the bullet, I'd have done it a long time ago.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/18388403/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/18388403/ Sun, 18 May 2008 18:42:10 PDT
The height I've fallen is greater than the one to hell.

In any case, I'm considering uploading some more pictures. We'll see, in time.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/16820768/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/16820768/ Sun, 10 Feb 2008 16:43:13 PST
Biggie Smalls - Party and Bullshit
Tech N9ne - Night and Day
The One Man Band - Chuck Norris
The Game ft. Kanye West - Wouldn't get Far
The One Man Band - Shoot First Ask Later
The Game - Dreams
Jay-Z & Linkin Park - Lying From You vs Dirt Off your Shoulder
Tech N9ne - Bout ta Bubble
The Neptunes - Lapdance
Gorilla Zoe - Hood Nig
Mos Def - Six Days
Tech N9ne - Caribou Lou
Ludacris ft. Sleepy Brown - Blueberry Yum Yum
Three Dog Night - Momma told me not to come
Biggie Smalls - Hypnotized
Dead Kennedys - Holiday in Cambodia
Weezer - Hashpipe
Gnarles Barkley - Who cares
Alice Cooper - School's out for summer
Tech N9ne - The Virus


I like it. But I'm also really, really fucking tired. I could use some Powerthirst, no doubt about it. But what I need most... shit, I dunno... either a paycheck or a blowjob. Fuck.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/16779879/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/16779879/ Fri, 08 Feb 2008 04:46:38 PST
...Guess it might have something to do with the 4593 unseen deviations I have to see. Hooray, me.

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/10967461/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/10967461/ Wed, 06 Dec 2006 01:16:06 PST This has been in every possible way the worst week and day of my life. And I'm out of reserve mental sanity.

After being expelled from Sunnyslope, with no real option left, my sunglasses were taken away a couple days ago, and my eyes have been ON FIRE all fucking day for these past few days.

BUT THAT'S NOT THAT BAD PART. THAT'S JUST FOREPLAY IN COMPARISON WITH WHAT GREAT NEWS I HEARD LAST NIGHT.

Scruffy is dead.

He'd been going sick for the last couple of months, losing his vision slowly, and his energy just as slow because he was having tooth pains and didn't eat very much. My dad went to work today, and when he came home, he found Scruffy floating in the pool--

Scruffy had fallen in and didn't have the energy to get back out.



At hearing something like that, I just flat-out shut down. I dropped everything I was holding, my previous, neutral emotion was shattered, and for the first time in a long, long time, I started to tear up.

From what I hear, he's getting cremated, but I can't bare to see him before it happens.

But that's not the majority of what I'm thinking about.

I've lost nearly all my remaining sanity-- the only things that I keep thinking about since I heard it is skinning and ripping people open left and right just on the street. Not only that, but every time I know I want to cry because the pain cuts so deep, I can't. It's like I've forgotten, or I'm just fucking unable. Tears come slightly but I just can't do it, which makes me question; have I really become so full of murderous thoughts that my own losses can't even register completely with me anymore?

That dog was the bane, the core of my existance. He was one of the last things keeping me together, and sane, and hopeful. I just can't function anymore without my little puppy...


BUT THIS AIN'T OVER. NO, I SWEAR ON MY LIFE, IT AIN'T FUCKING OVER.

BY GOD ALMIGHTY, I WILL BRING THAT DOG BACK FROM THE DEAD IF IT COSTS ME MY OWN LIFE. HEED MY WORDS, ANY AND ALL OF YOU THAT SEE THIS.

THAT DOG WILL LIVE AGAIN IF DEATH IS THE SACRIFICE TO BRING HIM BACK.

I'll fucking do anything... ANYTHING to bring my little pooch back.

FUCKING ANYTHING...

]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/9871723/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/9871723/ Sun, 27 Aug 2006 10:22:43 PDT
Character Quiz

1.What is your character's name?
Manoil/Bob


2. What kind of character is it (furry, anime, etc) and any particular race?
He started out as a human, working under wraps for the United States Biological Weaponry R & D. But he died. Cloned in a new system that restored his memory, personality, and basically, his mind, he was given only the option of finishing his landmark project-- Manticore 404: Codenamed the YX Virus. Found that his conspirators were plotting to kill him when he finished, he continued work for 3 more weeks until his completetion, where as he announced it and allowed his 'friends' to cheer and celebrate, he only shed a dark grin, before dropping the vial and letting loose the liquid creature. The Virus, a symbiote-type organism at nature, found Manoil the most suited of the hosts, and absorbed itself into his pores, altering his DNA quite rapidly but not changing his look. As it did, it let loose Manoil's other-- Manoil was a schizophrenic, dual personality, and extremely troubled teen. When the virus came in, opening up his mind, Manoil's other, Bob, took over and proceeded to enjoy himself. He explained the details to the lab partners, and ripped both of them apart, destroying the lab and killing all who stood in his way. Although the two switch off from there, the being has become an utter abomination that is truly unstopppable.

3. What is the first thing your character would think of when he/she first wakes up?
Manoil:
Bob:

4. Your character's favorite outfit would be?
Same as mine. A black hat, long black pants, white K-Swiss originals, Corona Boxers, a Black-Plaid Dickies shirt, and as always, the maniacal Sunglasses.

5. When your character looks into a mirror, what's the first thing they would notice?
Bob:
Manoil:
*eats it*

6. Does your character have the same tastes in food as you?
For the most part... however, I myself can't say I'm really a proud supporter cannibalism.

7. How is your character similar to you?
Well, his origination actually WAS from me. But outside of that, his mindset, his point of view, his growing insanity... You know.

8. How is he/she/it different?
He's different on the factor he's a biologically-created mass-murder that was changed to a God. He's different on the factor that he's near-impossible to kill and virtually immortal. He's different on the factor that he is a Virus, and I am a Human.

9. If your character could speak, would they have the same voice as you?
Most likely. But Bob has a slightly higher-pitched voice most of the time.

10. If you were to suddenly become your character, what do you think would be the first thing you would do as them?
Go outside and help with the overpopulation problem

11. Is there something about your character that you don't like how others think of them?

Not likely. If they don't like him, it's likely they won't live long enough to bitch about it.


12. What advantages does your character have over you?
....Everything. Literally.

13. What disadvantages?
I have more patience for assholes.

14. Do you have any secrets relating to your character that only you know?
Plenty. He's just fulla suprises.

15. Do you have any secret drawings only you know about?
A couple. But I'm not really good at keeping secrets.
PSYCHE

16. Do you have any plans for your character or are you working on something big relating to him/her/it?
Always. Suffice to say, the first war was not the last.

17. What misconception(s), if any, do people have about your character?
Most people think that because he's a God, because he is virtually unstoppable, that he IS. And on that note, they call me unfair. If there is anything history has proven, it's that there is always someone stronger. Even as a God, my char has seen his share of asswhoopings and tortures. But he springs right back up.

18. If you could have just ONE characteristic from your character, what would it be?
The YX Virus.

19. Have you made any characters that go along with yours, based on real-life people, that have the same relationship with your character as you with the real-life person?
Of course. Matt, and a couple others.

20. Have you written any stories about your charac... ]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/8645199/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/8645199/ Mon, 01 May 2006 18:54:19 PDT Song of the Day: Dangerdoom - Space Hos
Mood: Exasperated

Sorry people, I can't exactly tell of everything of done lately. Shit's busy. However, I've been tagged, and I've decided to do the SONG OF THE DAY.

As for the tag...

Rules:
The first player of this "game" starts with the topic "6 weird habits/things about yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "You are tagged!" in their devpage comments and tell them to read yours.


1. I laugh at random moments. Or when something is funny, even if nobody else thinks it is.

2. I have a nasty habit of terrifying someone, usually about once a week or so.

3. I have chained-thinking.

4. My head is a double-occupancy.

5. I'm fucking amazing when it comes to setting shit up.

6. I twitch when
a) My skin is irritated
b) I'm extremely pissed
c) I'm extremely excited/nervous


I TAG
NOBODY - Chainletters are tiring. ]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/8104240/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/8104240/ Wed, 08 Mar 2006 15:01:54 PST Mood:

We back, and we got some more to say. Unfortunately, we can't get into the whole conspiracy thing, just not enough concentration or care right now for it.

And a thing to note: Our playlist kicks some serious ass. Here it is, and I'll get into the song we're listening to a bit later. Don't have them, then GET THEM.

Method Man - Even If
Atmosphere - Musical Chairs
Dangerdoom - El Chupa Nibre
Snoop Dogg & Dr. Dre - 187 on an Undercover Cop
Dangerdoom - The Mask
Dr. Dre, Rakim & Jay-Z - The Watcher, Part II
ODB Feat. Pharrel and the Neptunes - Operator Remix
Dangerdoom - (Unknown Title)
Ghetto Boys - Damn it feels good to be a Gangsta
ODB feat. Method Man - Dirty and Stinkin'
Ice Cube - Check Yo'self
Dangerdoom - Vats of Urine
50 Cent - In my Hood
Snoop Dogg Feat. Timbaland - SNOOP DOGG
Dangerdoom & Talib Kweli - Old School Rules
Xzibit - Get your Walk on
Method Man & Busta Rhymes - Come on
Dangerdoom - Bada Bing
ODB - Pop Shots
The Game - Put you in the Game


Anyway, the main reason why I'm pissed is that I have TWO three-hour detentions. From the third and fourth time I was late to first hour... but, might I add,
EACH OF THE FOUR TIMES WAS LESS THAN TEN MINUTES AFTER THE BELL.
I realize I was still late, but I should get some kind of reparation or easier punishment for only being late around 2-5 minutes.
Now, what EXTREMELY GETS TO ME ABOUT THIS SUBJECT, is that fact that I could have gotten the worst of it in a far-easier fashion. Allow me to explain:

Stuck in thick traffic as always from his place, I cursed as the clock turned to 7:55 on monday, knowing I'd probably get yet ANOTHER 3-hour detention. Having only 4 absences, I asked my dad to call me in sick, so it'd only count as another out of the 14. He said,
"No... I'm not gonna let you go home, play videogames and watch TV when you need to go to school. I understand the consequences, but see if you can get in, just ask."
Now, I've told him... MANY TIMES... that Whalen refuses to go beyond the rules for anyone, especially me. Like usual, she said no, and I went to sweep, vegitating for yet another slow, long hour of nothingness. As of today, I recieved notice that I would be serving this three-hour the day after the previous one. THAT PISSED ME OFF, and Whalen was sitting there smiling as I grinded my teeth.
Everyone I've told says I should ditch them and get 2 in-school suspensions, which both would earn me a single absence. Although I recognize this is the better way, I still feel rather angry about that second one.
IF MY DAD HAD ONLY FUCKING LISTENED, TAKEN ME HOME, AND CALLED ME IN SICK, I WOULD HAVE MET THE SAME CONCLUSION AS NOW. HOWEVER, THIS TIME AROUND, I GET TO SIT STILL FOR SEVEN HOURS AND DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ALL GODDAMN DAY. FUCKING... SHIT... bastards...

If this isn't enough of a problem at school, I've come to find that two teachers, my english (Ms. Droz) and art (Stephens) teachers have been working pretty goddamn-hard to find problems with my work to lower my grades. For instance, I, being one helluva damn-good writer, wrote an excellent rought draft, with NO errors or problems. When grading me, she acknowledged this, but deducted 100 points of the 1000 available for not having any corrections on my rough. In the words of Carlos Mencia,

DET-dudah!
NO SHIT! YOU DON'T NEED TO MAKE CORRECTIONS IF YOU WROTE PERFECTLY, DO YOU NOW?! So, instead of the 93-94 percent I EARNED, I was given an 88 percent. This PBA is going to highly affect my bad grades, and with someone TRYING to lower my grade, my entire grade for the semester will drop a good few numbers. THIS IS BAD. DROZ, YOU ARE BECOMING A BITCH. I'VE BEEN KIND, FRIENDLY, AND COOPERATIVE, AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME... Yeah, I'd say your third hour is now going to be one LIVING HELL.

In the meantime, I've got other things to think about. I've got more to bitch about, but I'll not think into that right now; besides, I think you guys got enough of my bitching for one day.

Two good things that have happened in the last hour:
-------------------------------------------------------------

Christian, the kick-ass friend of mine who gives me rides to QT, waxed his steps into his raised Jeep. Although I thank him for warning me, I gotta admit, it wouldda been funny as hell to watch. Even so, I slipped and slammed my ass against the metal of his seat. It was crazy... but again, I wish I hadn't been told.


Tyler LeBrun, in the back of some girl's SUV, with some other people... ]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/7382357/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/7382357/ Thu, 22 Dec 2005 12:43:02 PST
I'm glad to see everyone's been doing well, and that they all are having a great season, and wish us all the same, but there's a thing to be sorted out I've been meaning to speak of for a while now. Believe me, this is one helluva major problem.

Now, don't get me wrong. You guys are all great artists, with passion and skill, with expirience and intelligence to match. And I also realize that you like to speak your mind, as it may help a variety of different purposes. But might I ask you, do you really need to write EVERY GODDAMN LITTLE OCCURENCE POSSIBLE WHENEVER AND WHEREVER IT HAPPENS?!?! It's great to hear from you all, but when I see this...

Deviant ~Manoil has 169 new messages ( 18D, 151J ) | Logout

I really... just... don't wanna read that much. Like I said, don't get me wrong; it's great to hear you guys expressing your minds, and telling of things especially occurring on your watch. But this... let's just say, I can't take a four-day vacation without fearing DeviantArt. This is VERY VERY BAD. So, to fix it, just compile all your thoughts from over a week into one entry, and post it once a week. That's all there is to it. SO STOP FUCKING DIGGING ME, ALONG WITH MANY OTHERS, A GRAVE MADE OF JOURNALS!

In other news, I had my dad's side of the family's Christmas earlier, seeing as how my G-ma has to go to Cali to get married... she's 84, I think. That's... just pretty sick. Anyway, I got 70 bucks, two photo albums, and some ghetto optical illusion postcard thing. It's trippy, but only when you are ACTUALLY high, but whatever. My dad isn't stupid with getting gifts, and I don't mind if he doesn't try very hard; he has to put up with my cynical ass ALL YEAR LONG. Anyway, My sis also got me Sin City on DVD, and I've watched it twice. I only had one comic, and thought it was cool, but this shit sparked it all over again. I'm goin over to Bookmans, gonna score every single one they have.

Also, since I have money, I can finally send a package to a friend in the Phillipines. He's quite popular, so if you know him, you know why I'd wait that long for cash just to send a present. Missed his birthday, so I'ma have to try a bit harder with this.

Anyway, to all of you, don't get too plastered at the party, believe me, it's bad for you. As for the party itself, though... don't be afraid to have some well-deserved fun. This year was one helluva rough one, and it's okay if you guys wanna party it out. As for me, I've gotta write this letter, come up with some damn good gifts and shit, and with the next journal I write, I'ma reveal all the rumored and well-known conspiracies I can at once. It'll be fun.

Later, peeps. ]]> ~Manoil http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/6829576/ http://Manoil.deviantart.com/journal/6829576/ Fri, 21 Oct 2005 16:17:01 PDT Listening to: Just a Lil Bit - 50 Cent
Mood: Tired / Dissappointed

Seeing as how this is my first entry using this system, don't be suprised if the post comes out like shit or my entry doesn't seem like it matters. Don't worry, it really doesn't, but I might as well say something important. Eventually.)
Ugh. Shit's been WEIRD today.

Waking up from my mom, I was greeted with kind words of love and care.
"WAKE YOUR ASS UP! WE HAVE TO LEAVE IN TEN MINUTES!"

My eyes grew wide, and I felt pissed but suprised.
"DAMMIT, MOM! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!"

Tossing my sheets aside, I pulled my pants over my draws, putting on my Friday shirt (my black plaid OG button-down, YOU KNOOOOW!) and put my socks on as I do every day, black on the left, white on the right.

Knowing I'd never get a shower in, I sprayed my axe on, in a good-sized amount, and left, my sinuses giving me problems.

Stopping in the kitchen, it was giving me a helluva problem. I couldn't blow out my nose, and it was annoying the living shit outta me.

Mom said it was something with not being wet, so I took some water from the sink, and let it go down my nostrils. Although it worked for a minute, it just went back to the way it was.

There are very few times in a day I'll ever get extremely pissed off from frustration. This was one of them.


Anyway, walked to Shell station with Timbo ten mins before school started, and I bought a Fuze with tons of Vitamin C. Along the course of the day, the sinus problem has gradually eased.


Something tight to mention is that in History (I have World, a Soph class, because I took US last year on account of paperwork issures), we made Coats-of-Armor, or rather, shields with symbols, and put our names under them. Considering I took twice as much time as anyone else, mine kicks the most ass of all. It's got a good border, with some weird pattern at the top, but unlike the other dumbasses, I made two fucking scary-ass eyes, with a sharp grin. Mrs. Frommer (Once called the great Simmons, now stupidass Frommer) thought it was pretty tight, too. I'm use it for the English-class project to come, where we do the exact same thing, and then I'ma scan it in to show all you muthafuckas.

Anyway, I was walking back, and, although I ain't got nothing wrong with Mexicans, seeing as how I have more than 35 friends who are, including 8 who are obvious gangbangers, these bitches were annoying me to a degree. Three teenage girls, maybe eighthgraders, were walking behind me, screaming, "Ey! What's your phone number?! What's your name?! How old are you?! Stop walking away!!!"

I've got nothing wrong with fangirls, but ones who ain't a year within my age and are trying to hit on my evil, insane, creeper-looking ass just don't fit in with things. The most memorable part of this was when they were trying to get closer. The fattest one was all, "C'mon baby! I'll lick the lolli-pop!"

At that, I almost shuddered, but decided to just play things cool. However, the disturbing feeling of these three bitches watching and following me was starting to get to me. Looking back skeptically, they laughed. "Yeah, after that, he looks."

Going down an alley, I went around, and by the time I'd gotten back to the street I was walking on, they'd left. At that moment, the thought I felt mostly was easy to say.


Oh thank god those greasy-ass bitches ain't tailin me no more.



Back to business, I came home, and sat down in front of this p.o.s., and got onto DA, among other things (don't worry, not porn) and figured I wanted to remember somea the weird shit that happened today. Hence, I decided that I might use the journal feature for the first time. RIGHTEOUS!


Anyone know of a good anime with guns, not powers, besides Trigun and Fullmetal Panic? ]]> ~Manoil