Claim! Mun: Fidget Mun's AIM: (I never use it) Muse's Name: Gackt M.S. Camui in his V.K. days, Gackt as a solo artist, Gackt.C when hanging around with other old queens, or Gacchan to the close and friendly. Muse's Band(s): ex-Malice Mizer, sometimes S.K.I.N., mostly solo Muse's AIM: fakeXblueXeyes Muse's/Mun's MSN (optional): email@example.com Sample post: The rain was soft, tentative, perfectly conscious that it was the first rain of the season and would therefor be the target of every hateful outburst of every angry lover of Summer, stuck on the train in squeaking flip-flops and thin tee-shirts. There was one man, though, with no problems and no place to be, a man who never wore flip-flops in the first place, and he was hanging out of the window of his game room, one of the few rooms of the house with little enough pretense to have a window. His hair was becoming somehow simultaneously flat and slightly curled from the moisture, but Gackt was too busy watching the raindrops cut holes through the smoke of his cigarette, effortlessly as bullets, to care for his hair now. That would come later.