The Q/A boredness thread!

A: for suits of playing cards! ^^

Q: A pound of Flesh, no more no less, no marrow nore bone just flesh. do you know where that's from?

A: no clue.

Q: Try to defeat me but try in vain. When I win I end your pain

A: Death, i think...right?

Q: Creature of darkness: that am I.

Dare to harm me, I'll make you cry.

Cut short my life and before end of day,

Your family and friends: I'll make them pay.

Pure white my heart, brown is my dress.

Just who am I? Bet you can't guess.

A: Some demented ghost chick?
Q: What would you do if I said I want to commit suicide?(WARNING: I REALLY DON'T)

A: I would hop a plain, go to your house, chain you down and force you to watch Anime and weird kids movies until you snapped out of it!!!!! D8<
A2 mine: Nope, an onion! XD

Q: What would you do if I said i wantd to kill myself? (FYI: I dont and will not. ^^)

A: same exact thing that you'll do to me! *-*
Q: What do you think Kumori would say if I commit suicide?

A: lol

Q: why do you ask?

Aoor Ayakin, what a loss! *dramaticly puts hand on forehead* She will be missed! But she was dumb for doing it. T-T

Q: ...Why am I so BORED!????

A: it is life

Q: how is everyone?

A: Bored...but slowly recuperating.

Q: And how are you?

Bored..................

Q: What question can you never honestly answer yes to?

A: Is the econamy good? ^^ lol

A: are you asleep. Or are you dead?

Q:It's red, blue, purple and green, no one can reach it, not even the queen

A: A rainbow

Q: Who becomes pregnant without conceiving?
Who becomes fat without eating?

A: No clue

Q: When one does not know what it is, then it is something; but when one knows what it is, then it is nothing

A: A lie?
A 2 mine: A cloud. ^^

Q:Of no use to one
Yet absolute bliss to two.
The small boy gets it for nothing.
The young man has to lie for it.
The old man has to buy it.
The baby's right,
The lover's privilege,
The hypocrite's mask.
To the young girl, faith;
To the married woman, hope;
To the old maid, charity.

What am I?

A: a kiss

Q: A golden treasure that never stays;
The coin whose face gives wealth to all.
Strands, nuggets, and dust of gold
are all bought with its shining grace. . .
And all are more precious than any gleaming metal.

A: Hm...the sun!

Q: As destructive as life,
As healing as death;
An institutioner of strife,
Just as prone to bless.
It is all that is good,
Yet with an evil trend;
As it was the beginning of things,
It can also be the end.

What am I?

A: Fire.

Q: Two bodies have I,
though both joined in one.
The more still I stand,
the quicker I run.

A: water?

Q:I make you weak at the worst of all times.
I keep you safe, I keep you fine.
I make your hands sweat, and your heart grow cold,
I visit the weak, but seldom the bold.

A: fear.

Q: It passes before the sun and makes no shadow.

A: Wind?

Q: It is more beautiful than the face of your love.
It is more scary than your worst fear.
Dead men eat it all the time.
If a live man eats it, he soon will die.
A poor man has it.
A rich man wants it.

A: nothing

Q: A red drum which sounds
Without being touched,
And grows silent,
When it is touched.

A: A heart?

Q: My first is foremost legally,
My second circles outwardly,
My third leads all in victory,
My fourth ends twice a nominee
My whole is this gates only key.

love

Q: If you break me
I do not stop working,
If you touch me
I may be snared,
If you lose me
Nothing will matter.

A: a heart

Q: It comes only before,
It comes only after,
Rises only in darkness,
But rises only in light.
It is always the same,
But is yet always different.

A: the moon.

Q: There are four brothers in this world that were all born together:
The first he runs and never wearies,
The second eats and is never full.
The third he drinks and is ever thirsty,
And the fourth sings a song that is never good.

A: earth, fir, water, and wind/air

Q: A harvest sown and reaped on the same day
In an unplowed field,
Which increases without growing,
Remains whole though it is eaten
Within and without,
Is useless and yet
The staple of nations.

A: war

Q: Man of old, it is told
Would search until he tired,
Not for gold, ne'er be sold,
But what sought he was fire.
Man today, thou mayst say,
Has quite another aim,
In places deep, he did seek,
To find me for his gain!

A: Um...a daimond?

Q: In the dark night flies a many-hued phantom.
It soars and spreads its wings
above the gloomy human crowd.
The whole world calls to it,
the whole world implores it.
At dawn the phantom vanishes
to be reborn in every heart.
And every night it is born anew
and every day it dies!