"I am an arms dealer
Fitting you with weapons in the form of words
And don't really care which side wins
As long as the room keeps singing
That's just the business I'm in, yeah

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
I'm not a shoulder to cry on
But I digress

I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate

I'm a leading man
And the lies I weave are oh so intricate,
Oh so intricate

I wrote the gospel on giving up
(You look pretty sinking)
But the real bombshells have already sunk
(Prima donnas of the gutter)
At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep
Crashing not like heaps of cars*,
No, more like p-p-p-parties

This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamned arms race
This bandwagon's full
Please, catch another..."


Asomi's Facts

- 19
- Is being forced to work off her dead fathers debt to Anubis by working in his club.
- No one is a bigger smartass than her. It pisses Anubis off greatly.
- Logical and creative. If she has a utensil that could be used for writing, she often doodles absentmindedly. Little cartoons.
- Style ranges anywhere from girly and fashionable to punk, to grunge.
- Mostly a hermit. She doesn't really have any friends.
- Was recently rescued from Anubis by another gang leader and Anubis' rival. It's almost like she's still imprisoned due to not being allowed to leave the house for her own safety.
- Is technically pretty damn rich now that her dad is dead. But until the body is located and she's able to safely walk the streets again she won't see a dime of it.
- Is an Egyptian Mau, which actually really interests Anubis despite her being a cat.


I'm so proud of this picture. Almost every detail is gorgeous looking... aside from the hands. They really do look like they just don't belong.