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| User: | deathbehindthem (35597) Tonight, there's only an inch between pain and delight.
There's too much therapy I need |
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| Name: | Edward Elric | |||||||||
| Website: | Pandora's Box | |||||||||
| Bio: |  Name: Edward Elric Rank: Major; State Alchemist Alias: Fullmetal Alchemist; Attack dog of the military; Enemy of the people Age: 16 Yeah, that's me. Attack dog of the military. Enemy of the people. At the age of sixteen. My name is Edward Elric. Most people know that, of course, even though they have names they prefer to use for me. I can't say that I blame them for some of those names. I'm not exactly fond of who and what I've become. Not for my own sake, of course, but someone else's. It's what I am, though. No one know the whole story. What happened that night, what I saw, what I did. Or what happened at that house. Or where I disappeared to. They don't understand why I'm the military's attack dog, why I... They don't need to know. Because it's not about them. This is my story. It's my duty, my crime, and my punishment. They have hope that they can fix this for me. They don't see death standing behind them.  No hesitation. He fired again, taking a moment to line up his shot, trying to compensate for the kickback. Shoot to kill. Head, chest, gut, all good targets. Shoot to kill. The clip was empty before he realized it, and the gun clicked harmlessly a couple times before he popped the clip and jammed in a new one. Switch hands. Shoot to kill. Pop the clip, repeat. Ten clips before Archer called a halt to the exercise, pausing only once or twice to change targets as the bullets ripped holes through the paper. Eighty bullets. The palm of his left hand stung, and his wrist was a dull ache. "Very good, Fullmetal," Archer said, removing the ear protection he wore. "Keep shooting like that and you might accidentally survive a battle." A compliment. A backhanded compliment, but a compliment nonetheless. Edward felt every muscle in his body relax. No threats of losing his certification. No risk to losing his one chance to get Alphonse back. He'd done good that day. He looked up at the target, feeling his eyes glass over as he studied the outline of a human being drawn on paper, the gaping holes that spotted the entire torso and head. Shoot to kill. Edward felt sick to his stomach.  For November 2006
Total ~70,000/unknown - before editing/raw count  -Journal is run by ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} yuuo as a writing aid for Pandora's Box. Was used for daily postings during NaNo of 2006, and is currently acting as a moderator account for Pandora's Box as well. Mod post can be found here.-Fullmetal Alchemist is copyright to Hiromu Arakawa, Studio BONES, Square Enix, Funimation and Viz Media. The concept of alterverse belongs to yuuo.-User name is a reference to a quote by Rukia from Bleach- "People have hope because they cannot see Death standing behind them."   NaNoWriMo ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} fma_alterversechaotic_librarypenismightiercolorsneverseen/likeaheartbeatHysteric_Blue@LJ | |||||||||
| Interests: | 6: al, alchemy, biological transmutation, human transmutation, military, philosopher's stone | |||||||||
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