Sunday, February 23, 2003 "Na na na na na Schwarzman, Schwarzman, SCHWARZMAN!" Crawford sang to himself as he drove rather haphazardly down the street in the newly fixed Schwarzmobile. In a matter of minutes he'll be at the Koneko to raise Crawford chaos. As he turned a corner he saw a woman dressed rather skimpily for this weather, holding her thumb out. 'Hum.' Crawford thought to himself, 'It's time for Mack-daddy Crawford to show himself...' He stopped. with (no) sanity, a distracted Craw-daddy wrote. Wednesday, February 5, 2003 ¬¬ What was going on with Ken anyway? The dolt. He stands up there, kind of staring into space, until finally, he moves around the couch, and sits down looking towards Omi, and then Manx, "Well they're slow asses anyway. They're just gunna take their sweet time in that room." He mutters out the side of his mouth, calmly looking around the room in a daze. "So what's our next case.. I'd like it to include that we get out of this mansion.." he looks down and then up, making weird motions with his head, as if he were still kinda crazy from the mental breakdown. with (no) sanity, Ken Hidaka wrote. Sunday, January 26, 2003 Tossing his black shirt to the ground, Aya grinned to himself, well aware of Yohji making his way into the room. But instead of turning around, Aya pretended he didn't even notice that the blonde was there. Instead he waited, his hands moving down to his jeans, slowly undoing the button to increase the amount of time he had left... with (no) sanity, Aya wrote. Tuesday, January 21, 2003 "Oh, Yohji-kun and Aya-kun? They're kinda busy right now..." Omi replied, giggling. "Dunno if they'll come. Maybe." I told them drinking was bad! with (no) sanity, Omi wrote. Monday, January 20, 2003 Ken's bashfulness made her smile, I guess I'll let him be...for now, she thought to herself. She stuck the thong back into her purse. "It's alright, Omi-kun, I heard about some kind of wild party from Persia, so I half expected no one to show this morning. But no matter. Well we have two members present, what about the other two?" she paused, "Or should I even ask?" with (no) sanity, a knowledgeable Manx wrote. Monday, January 20, 2003 Nagi watches as Farfarello falls out of the window, blinking slowly. He paced to the window and peered down at Farf. "You... erh, alright?" No, no. He didn't do anything wrong. He just happened to cause Farf's fall out of the house. Yeaah. There's nothing wrong with that, was there? with (no) sanity, no, no, Nagi didn't do anything wrong wrote. Monday, January 20, 2003 Miss-calculating his jump Farfarello ends up jumping out through the window. Rolling in the air he attempts to make a safe landing but, fails. Flinging out of the window and onto a tree in the garden, he still felt no pain. Getting up from his fall with barely a scratch, Farfie looks up and wonders, Why the hell he's in the garden. He hadn't drunk THAT much, and Alcohol doesn't effect him anyway. Licking what blood has come out from his nice little fall, Farfie blinks and realises he need a new knife. Shuddering slightly he remembers he why he needs a new knife. Then he wonders, why buy a knife when I can steal a sword. Tapping his head he wonders who actually has a sword that he could take. with (no) sanity, Farfarello needs a knife wrote. Saturday, January 18, 2003 Nagi sort-of side-steps and gets against the wall to see if Farf'll run by o_o; Yeah. with (no) sanity, Nagii wrote. Thursday, January 16, 2003 That did it. A quick formula raced through the blonde's head. Naked flesh + Aya's room + hard on + promise to be sex slave = lovin' for Yo-chan allllllll night long. As you can guess, Youji let his dick do the deciding, and took the bait, drooling right into Aya's room. 'I love being bi,' he thought warmly to himself. with (no) sanity, head bangin' yo-chan XD wrote. Wednesday, January 15, 2003 With a flick of his hand, Omi turned on the cameras all over the Koneko and set them on security mode, rubbing his forehead and sighing. Meeting? What meeting? Oh well. He shrugged and got changed into proper clothing before he skipped back into the room, waving at the now silent and shy Ken and Manx, who was wearing an... odd expression on her face. He decided to ignore it, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly and smiling. "Ne, gomen Manx! I forgot about the meeting!" with (no) sanity, happy lil' Omi wrote. Wednesday, January 15, 2003 One of his eyes open as the thong is left on his face, "Hmm..? Hey Manx!" his face was all oogly and stupid because he had just been getting over the side effects of having a mental breakdown. "I know we had a meeting.. but everybody had to uhm... stray.." he blinks slowly, and then his cheeks turn a soft tint of red, "T-those are yours..?" he looks at her in confusion for a moment, and then he gulps slightly, blushing deeply, "M-model..?" He glances back almost without thought, "We did have a meeting today, you guys. Guess I'll have to come to you this time." apparently he was trying to change the subject. He also had been wearing a weird look on his face, but it was more wondering why she would model her underwear for him. He staggers up, and picks up the couch, he felt a strange silence pass over in his nervous attempt to get away. He was extremely shy. with (no) sanity, Ken wrote. Wednesday, January 15, 2003 Or so he -thought- he knew the spot that made Aya crazy.. Well.. he probably did, but Aya would never -ever- admit it.. As if he hasn't heard the blond at all, Aya continued down the hall to his room, glancing back before slipping into his room. It would only work of Yohji followed him in.. and knowing him, he would rather be in -his- room. But Aya wouldn't allow that. To make sure he was followed, Aya grasped the bottom of his shirt and slowly lifted it over his head, his back facing the door of his room. with (no) sanity, Aya wrote. Tuesday, January 14, 2003 Manx was mildly annoyed as she strolled up the stairs to the apartments. "We did have a meeting today, you guys. Guess I'll have to come to you this time." The young secretary opened the door and found the room in complete disarray. She could hear Ken laughing hysterically and watched him dance around the room. As she looked closer, she noticed something very familiar on the young man's face... Maintaining her calm demeanor she walked up to the assassin and picked the thong off his face, "My, my, Ken-kun, if you wanted to wear my underwear why didn't you just say so? I could model them for you and show you how to wear them properly later," she said with a wink. with (no) sanity, an unphased Manx wrote. Sunday, January 12, 2003 Ken thought he could feel a vein pop in his head, and then suddenly, his goggles fall over his eyes, and then blinks slowly. He smiles widely, and begins to laugh. In fact.. he laughs so hard, he falls over on the couch, in turn tumbling down, and breaking the coffee table. He proceeds to get up, and trips over a piece of the wood, knocking over the sofa. He cracks up, just rolling around on the floor laughing, he throws the thong, and fuku into the air, and then lets it land on his face. Wow he must have really cracked o.o;. "HAHAHA! I LOVE THIS! IT'S AMAZING HOW FUNNY THINGS ARE!" boy he was really out of his mind. Maybe he needed to get that out of his system. with (no) sanity, Blind and half dazed Kenken wrote. Saturday, January 11, 2003 "Fine, whatever." The blonde grumbled, eyes snaking down to stare at the glimpse of Aya's flat, pale stomach. An ecchi grin crossed Youji's face then, he remembered just the right spot on Aya's tummy that made him go absolutely crazy. As the blonde was daydreaming, Aya was making his way to his room. Snapping back into reality, Youji went after him. "Neh, where are you going...Aya-kun?" with (no) sanity, yooooooo-chan wrote. Friday, January 10, 2003 Returning his attention to his soup for another moment, Aya slowly finished it. Once he was done, he placed the bowl on the table in front of him and stood up, slowly stretching his muscles; he raised his arms up above his head and yawned, his black shirt slowly inching up his stomach. With another light grin, he crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Yohji. "Call me Ran-chan again.. and you'll be sorry.." he murmuered quietly, turning and making his way out of the room and towards his own. Luckily, after all those years of scowling, Aya was used to hiding any emotion on his face, because if he couldn't, he'd be grinning like no tomorrow. Yo-chan was in for a surprise.. ohhh, yes he was.. with (no) sanity, plotting Aya-KUN wrote. Thursday, January 9, 2002 Farfarello landed like a cat, and swung into a crouching perching form and stared at the angel. The fires of hell scorced his back but then, it didn't matter because Farf can't get hurt. Growling at the Angel/Nagi creature thing, Farf looked for his knife, don't tell me Schu stoleit... that Bastard. Withi=out his trusy Knife of mauling doom Farf was lost, sure he could fight but, his technique lacked mauling doom, and this was an Angel thing, what must die. "DAMN YOU GOD" were the only words he shouted as he lunged again at the apparent Angel. with (no) sanity, Farfarello wrote. Thursday, January 9, 2003 "...you better double what you're gonna do for that, Ran-CHAN," he spat through gritted teeth. "I have the biggest hardon in a pair of tight pants and here you are playing with me. Hurry the hell up or I'm dragging you to my room by your eartails!" with (no) sanity, pissed and horny yo-chan wrote. Thursday, January 9, 2003 Aya-chan yawned slightly as she walked into the living room. She walked over to one of the chairs and sat down quietly, watching Ken shout about something or other and holding up a thong. She raised her small eyebrow,"Ken, why are you holding up a thong?" She looked at Ken questioningly and shook her head. "Is that your new fetish now?" with (no) sanity, The Lovely Beautiful Aya-chan wrote. Wednesday, January 8, 2003 Omi sighed as he heard Ken storm into the house, being bad-tempered. Oh well, he shrugged, eating his soup and watching the computer screen as it continued to record Aya and Yohji. After a slight pause, Ken's shouting resumed and Omi could just see him stomp into the room on the screen, carrying a... Fuku? He yelled for a few more seconds, before the fuku dropped and revealed a thong. Omi burst out laughing. This was gonna be burnt onto a CD later... with (no) sanity, Omi wrote. Wednesday, January 8, 2003 "Ugh.." he rummages through his drawers, and then his eyes twitch to find a skimpy piece of lingerie. "W-Wha... what the hell is this?!" he drops it to the floor, and pulls out a fuku that was also stuffed in his drawer. "WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES?!" he was freaking out by now. He then kicks the door to his room open and storms into the living room, as if he were on his last nerve, pissed to the max at the freeloaders in their house, "WHO TOOK MY CLOTHES AND REPLACED THEM WITH SKIMPY FUKU'S AND LINGERIE!?" he twitches and looks at Farf, and Brad, "Are YOU Two behind this?!" he shivers, and "Nagi?! Omi?!!?" he glares at all of them as if he were mad. He drops the fuku in his hand and underneath is a thong, "W...what the .. YOU PEOPLE ARE CRAZY!" with (no) sanity, Fairly annoyed Ken Hidaka wrote. Tuesday, January 7, 2003 *bang* "DIEEEEEEE!" Schuldig stops a moment, blinking. "I must have woken up Farfarello, eh." He shrugs and resumes walking. "I have more important matters to tend to, however." More thuds. What the hell? As Schuldig rounds the corner, he finds a self-abusive, oddly dressed Crawford. "Ah, so the thoughts were coming from Brad," he thinks. "Brad. You came late again. You also woke me up, bastard." with (no) sanity, Schuldig wrote. Monday, January 6, 2003 -BANG- "Why?" -BANG- "Me?" -BANG- "STUPID!" Crawford continues to shout obsinities to himself at the beat of his head hitting his desk. He had missed New Year's completely, and looked like a bumbling fool prancing around this morning. 'I hope they were too drunk to notice...' he thought to himself. After a few more bangs to the head he stood up. "I think I'll mosy on down to Larry's Mechanics shop and pick up the Schwarz-mobile. Then I'm off to the Koneko to spread sweet sunshine-y joy!" He tittered a bit and skipped towards the door, blissfully unaware of Farfarello lunging at Nagi. with (no) sanity, angst-filled Crawford wrote. Sunday, January 5, 2003 Keeping his attention on the soup, sipping it in such a graceful manner that Aya can muster, he muttered between spoonfuls. "You'll be patient until I'm good and ready.." SLAM! Seemed Ken was home.. oh well.. "And if you show them to anyone beforehand.. no sexy Abyssinian for you.." Aya looked up from his soup, a coy little grin playing at his lips. with (no) sanity, cackling aya wrote. Sunday, January 5, 2003 Nagi blinks for a second, hearing Farfarello scream 'DIE'. He turns around slowly and suddenly gives a slight screech. Shooting down to the side, Nagi attempts to keep Farf from attacking him with telekinesis. "Faarfie, wake up..." with (no) sanity, poor Nagi wrote. Sunday, January 5, 2003 Ken walks in unannounced, and he sweatdrops, "What's the matter with these people..? This house is a nut farm.." he stomps in, and slams the door, walking through the living room. "I'll be in my room if anybody cares.." he looked like he had been a wreck from the night before. He mutters, and then walks through the bottles, kicking them from his path. He turns towards them, "WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GUYS SO DAMN MESSY?!" yes he was having one of those PMS moments. He had to take the mission by himself again, and it pissed him off to the max. He then takes it apoint to slam the door to his own room. with (no) sanity, Strangely scared Hidaka-san wrote. Sunday, January 5, 2003 After being thrown halfway across the room by Schu, Farfie decided to wake up. He could tell it was Schu, why? Because Brad wasn't so careless (or in the room) and Nagi wasn't that stupid. Anyway because of Schu's careless fling Farfie's head hit the wall, and his vision was rather, odd to say the least. What was once a peaceful living room was now the flaming pits of hell and he saw, an angel. Well actually it was Nagi, but Farfie doesn't know. So what does Farfie do? He lunged at Nagi shouting "DIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" with (no) sanity, Angsty Farfarello wrote. Saturday, January 4, 2003 "Aya-kun...why aren't you naked?" Youji blinked a few times as the playful, seductive Aya turned into I'm-on-PMS-so-leave-me-the-fuck-alone Aya, eating his soup without giving the horny blonde a chance! "If you're still pissy about the pictures, you're not getting them until your white ass is prancing around!" with (no) sanity, disappointed yo-chan wrote. Saturday, January 4, 2003 Sprawled over a couch with a nice little party hat covering his ear, Schuldig mumbles from beneath Farfarello's leg. Groggily opening one eye, he yawns, heaving Farfie off him in the process. Sitting upright, he yawns again, letting his eyes adjust to the light. Finally noticing the hat, he crushes it and lets it fall from his fingers. "What the hell...?" "Shit, mother...god damn...what the hell...fucking..." These lovely thoughts appear in his mind. "Hmm...someone seems to be upset. Yay! Let's go see what it is." Wearing a devilish cat-like face, he wades through the broken bottles and...strange stains on the floor. with (no) sanity, !sneaky Schuldig wrote. Saturday, January 4, 2003 Biting back another chuckle, Aya inwardly cackled and took a step back from Yohji, not saying another word, the grin on his face being replaced by it's usual emotionless appearance. So help him if he had extra copies.. Now remembering the headache pounding in his temples, his took a seat on the couch, a scowl growing upon his lips as he grabbed a bowl of soup and commenced eating. with (no) sanity, content Aya wrote. Friday, January 3, 2003 !! It felt great to have copies of those pictures. "It's a deal! Off, now! Pronto!" with (no) sanity, desperate yo-chan wrote. Friday, January 3, 2003 Omi happily pounced back into the room, carrying a tray containing a big bowl of soup and 4 smaller bowls with spoons. "Hey guys! I'm back with the - " He stopped dead and stared at Aya and Yohji. "Well..." He set down the tray, soup 'n all, and served some in one of the smaller bowls, taking that and a spoon with him as he skipped out the door. "I'll leave ya two alone~~ Try not to wake Ken up though!" He rushed off to his room, starting up the camera that was hidden in the other room - it was for security purposes, really...! "Yohji-kun's not the only one who can blackmail someone..." with (no) sanity, sneaky Omi wrote. Friday, January 3, 2003 Damnit.. It was usually easier to persuade Yohji than this. Seems he'll have to bring out the guns. Grinning like a cheshire, Aya leaned his chin down on Yohji's shoulder and whispered quietly, "I meant.. no outfit what so ever.. Nothing but skin.." Holding back a snicker, he continued to nibble on the bottom of the blond's ear. with (no) sanity, Aya wrote. Thursday, January 2, 2003 "Mmm..." A shiver coursed down his spine, enjoying Aya's nibbling. "If you wear the outfit, I'll give you all of them. Without it, you'll get only one. It's your choice." with (no) sanity, compromising yo-chan wrote. Thursday, January 2, 2003 ..Yohji had to be joking. Argh, and with the hang over there was nothing much Aya could do at the moment. >_< A thought comming to mind, Aya's eyes softened slightly, his lips curling back in a devilish grin as he moved around Yohji, reaching out and lightly touching the taller man's shoulders with the tips of his fingers. Standing up on his tippy toes, he leaned close to the blond's ear and whispered huskily, "If I do, you promise to give the pictures back?" Lifting his chin slightly, Aya lightly nipped at Yohji's ear, the grinning growing ever so faintly across his lips. "Because I'll do it.." he whispered. "But how about.. without the maid outfit?" with (no) sanity, sexy Aya-kun wrote. Thursday, January 2, 2003 "Now?" The young man laughed, easily holding them from Aya's reaching hand. "I don't think so, Aya-kun. Unless..." His free hand thoughtfully stroked his chin. "Unless you sleep with me, be my uke, and personal maid. While wearing a French Maid outfit." ^_^ "Is it a deal?" with (no) sanity, horny yo-chan wrote. Thursday, January 2, 2003 ...! He had.. pictures..? His upper lip twitching in anger, Aya moved across the room in a few strides, right up to Youji and the pictures. Feeling his eyes go wide, Aya reached out to grab at the pictures. "Give them to me.." he hissed, his eyes narrowing once more. Being too slow from the alcohol to actually grab the photos from the blond, he help out his hand. "Now." He wasn't asking kindly. Oh, hell no. It was either Youji gives him the pictures, or Youji meets Aya's katana and silver plated toaster. with (no) sanity, POed Aya wrote. Wednesday, January 1, 2003 Naturally, Youji was fine. Sure, he had his share of the various alcohol offered, but he knew his limit. He absolutely loathed giving offerings to the Porcelain God, and decided to have fun. It was too easy spiking Aya's drink, or refilling it while he wasn't looking. Oh how he had loved watching Aya make a complete jack-ass out of himself. Oh how he had loved watching Aya turn several shades of green before blowing chunks on Farfello's boots. Oh how he had loved watching Aya do the Hokey-Pokey in his boxers on top of the coffee table. Now, he was tickled pink. The assassin was standing in the doorway, a long grin of victory stretched over his face, watching the hung-over Aya. Lazily, he took a drag out of his cigarette, blowing the smoke out of his nose. "I've only got one word for you, Aya-kun," he offered, pulling out a couple of pictures from his pockets. "Blackmail." Skillfully, he spread the pictures in his hand as if he were holding playing cards. They told the tale of Aya's mad (though drunk) Hokey-Pokey skillz. with (no) sanity, yo-chan wrote. Wednesday, January 1, 2003 Muttering a few things to himself, Aya glared out the window, as usual.. Glare, glare, glare. That was, until he turned his attention towards Yohji. Glare, glare, glare. Damn the playboy.. Damn him! Getting Aya drunk like that. It wasn't right. Aya was a good boy, aside from the killing.. He wasn't supposed to EVER drink in excess! But curse the blond! Damn.. he had a headache too.. If Omi didn't shut up soon, he was gonna' start throwing toasters. with (no) sanity, Aya wrote. Wednesday, January 1, 2003 Nagi opens an eye after Crawford leaves, wondering why he slept in the other room. Sitting up, he peers around and yawns. Sliding out of the chair, Nagi paces into the hallway and looks around. "...Another year of...why didn't those idiots at Tokyo Tower bring about the apocalypse..." with (no) sanity, Nagi wrote. Wednesday, January 1, 2003 "Ano..." Omi Tsukiyono muttered, poking at the other members of Weiß Kreuz, who all lay sleeping and drunk - except maybe for Aya, who seemed to be slowly waiting up, huge hangover awaiting. "This is why I told you drinking is baaaad!" Omi exclaimed to anyone who would listen. He skipped happily towards the door into the kitchen. "I'll go ahead and make breakfast. Tomato soup, anyone?" with (no) sanity, Omi wrote. Wednesday, January 1, 2003 Silence. Wait. Scratch that. Silence and darkness. In the shadows a door is hurridly opened and a man prances in. Adorned with many ribbons, confetti, noisemakers, and even a pink polka-dotted party hat, Brad Crawford waves his arms around. "HAPPY NEW YEAR HAPPY NEW YEAR! GO 2003!" He whirls the noisemaker around, and glances at his watch. 11:49. AM. On January 1st. His eye twitches. HIs goofy grin is replaced with a scowl as he looks around the room of the sleeping, drunk, Schwarz members. "Dammit. I'm 11 hours late. WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!" With that, he spins around and runs out the room, a string of curses following. with (no) sanity, Crawford wrote. Wednesday, January 1, 2003 Welcome to Gluhen, an all out-there humor role-play for the anime and manga Weiss Kreuz. We were up before - way back in September, but then Sikoro (the idiot founder and owner) decided to close it for a three-four month hiatus. Hate her. Hate her with a passion! Yeah... uh, anyway! Don't expect anything remotely serious because, well, seriousness is just too hard to do! XD; Anyway, have fun and a merry new year! with (no) sanity, Sikoro wrote.

#ACTORS and their ROLES Liz Fujimiya Aya/Ran Renee Tsukiyono Omi Usi Kudou Yoji Davy Hidaka Ken Krissy Crawford Brad Sola Schuldig Kao Farfarello Sikoro Naoe Nagi Kelsey Fujimiya Aya-chan Inuki Manx #JOINING? The character you want free? Well, look at the 'actors' section to see whose taken, and if the character you want isn't taken then email Sikoro with the character's name, your name, email, and of course, your site ^_^ Thanks. #CREDITS & THANKS Liz Pitas Gluhen is only a fan role-play. We are in no way associated with Project Weiss or anything like that... ha, ha... Gluhen was created on July 11th, 2002 by Sikoro. Please do not steal any content here. #LINKS OUT Bishounen Diaries Destined to Die Incognito Live the Magic Over the Sky Rose Tinted Glasses Your Heaven #LINKING GLUHEN If you wanna link Gluhen, feel free to do so! #MISCELLANEOUS