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Genre | Action, Supernatural |
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Manga | |
K: Memory of Red | |
Written by | GoRA |
Illustrated by | Yui Kuroe |
Published by | Kodansha |
Demographic | Shōjo |
Magazine | Aria |
Original run | May 28, 2012 – ongoing |
Manga | |
K: Stray Dog Story | |
Written by | GoRA |
Illustrated by | Yui Kuroe |
Published by | Kodansha |
Demographic | Seinen |
Magazine | good! Afternoon |
Original run | November 2012 – ongoing |
Anime television series | |
Directed by | Shingo Suzuki |
Written by | GoRA |
Music by | Mikio Endō |
Studio | GoHands |
Licensed by | |
Network | MBS, AT-X, TBS, Animax Asia |
Original run | October 4, 2012 – December 27, 2012 |
Episodes | 13 (List of episodes) |
Anime and Manga Portal |
K (or referred sometimes as K Project) is a 2012 anime series animated by the studio GoHands and directed by Shingo Suzuki, who also serves as character designer for the series. It began airing on MBS, TBS, and CBC in Japan on October 4, 2012. Animax Asia will also broadcast at the same time. The anime has been licensed by Viz Media in North America and by Madman Entertainment in Australia.
A manga prequel called K: Memory of Red, drawn by Yui Kuroe has been serialized in Kodansha's Aria since May 28, 2012.[1] Another prequel manga, K: Stray Dog Story, began running in Kodansha's good! Afternoon on November 2012.[2] Furthermore, two light novels, called K Side:Blue and K Side:Red, were released in October and November 2012.
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Yashiro Isana has lived a relatively ordinary, simple life. He lives in the technology-advanced Shizume City and attends Ashinaka High School, a notable high school that is located on an island just outside the areas. Yashiro is friendly with everyone. Nothing ever seems wrong about him, except perhaps his habit of forgetting where his school-issued PDA is.
However, nothing normal has been happening since the recent murder of Tatara Totsuka, prominent member of the infamous HOMRA. No one knows who exactly killed him but the man responsible bears an uncanny, identical appearance to Yashiro. Seeking vengeance, the Red Clansmen of HOMRA set out to get Yashiro and kill him.
Everyone suspects that Yashiro is the murderer. But whether the guilt is his is not clear.
The anime began airing in October, 2012. The anime has been licensed by Viz Media in North America[5] and by Madman Entertainment in Australia.[6] It is also being streamed on VizAnime video site. The opening theme song is "KINGS" by Angela and the ending theme song is "Tsumetai Heya, Hitori" (冷たい部屋、一人) by Mikako Komatsu. Insert songs include "Circle of Friends" by Yūki Kaji and "Itsuka no Zero Kara" (いつかのゼロから) by Angela. The anime is confirmed to have a second season.[7]
it:K (anime) ms:K (anime) ja:K (アニメ) ru:K (аниме) th:K (อะนิเมะ) zh:K (動畫)
Forget About Love
Mrs. H: [to her children, referring to Joe's bedroom] Let's go see daddy's favorite place!
Seligman: [narrating] During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
Young Joe: If I asked you to take my virginity, would that be a problem?::Jerôme: No, I don't see a problem.
Joe: Perhaps the only difference between me and other people is that I've always demanded more from the sunset. More spectacular colors when the sun hit the horizon. That's perhaps my only sin.
Plot
The story of a nation expressed into lost love and forgotten promises. Three friends recollect their journey to Egypt uncertain of a man's identity they met on their voyage. The story explores the nature of conceptual reality and abstractness in search for the truth.
Plot
K lives a wealthy lifestyle in India along with his widowed mother and brother, J. His mother works as an interpreter with the German embassy. As a child K acquired the habit of chain-smoking along with his friend, Abbas Tyrewala. Now matured, running his own business, married to Anjali, who also doubles as his Secretary, Annie, K continues to chain-smoke. When Abbas quits, he manages to convince K to undergo treatment at the Prayogshala located near Kalkatta Karpets but K refuses. He changes his mind when Anjali moves out, decides to undergo treatment, goes to Prayogshala, meets with Guruji, is forcibly enlisted, then again forced to sign a Cheque for 21 Lakhs Rupees for his treatment, and after doing so is discharged with a warning that very bad things will happen to him and everyone of his family if he dares to smoke again. Watch what happens when K decides to secretly re-locate and continue to smoke.
Keywords: absurdism, actress-playing-multiple-roles, ambiguity, apartment, arrogance, bathtub, black-comedy, cigarette-case, cigarette-lighter, cigarette-smoking
Plot
"K" was the most infamous serial killer of his day, torturing and murdering dozens of innocent victims. Until Detective Steve Gornick, tracked the maniac down and destroyed him. Years later, a brilliant young scientist injects K's corpse with an experimental serum, bringing the killer back to life and giving him superhuman strength and speed. As K cuts a bloody path through Los Angeles, he begins to mutate into an unstoppable force of evil. Even the detective who once put him down may not be able to destroy the monstrous MUTATION.
Plot
Traveling from morning to night, "Sandcastles" chronicles a day in the life of a construction worker named Getz. Getz wakes up alongside a highway. His wallet and cell-phone are missing. With no recollection of the previous night, he returns home. On his answering machine he finds a message from himself...to himself: "I called you out of work today." For a laborer who's devoted his entire, lonely life to his work and has, for years, worked seven-day weeks, this is a first. And with his routine disrupted, Getz can't help but puzzle over the riddle of his self-excused absence. All he knows is that it has something to do with Karina, whom he met at a bookstore months earlier, and Virgil, whom he's never heard of, but whose name now appears on his cell-phone's greeting.
You're OK with me, oh K K K
Kindergarten kids in the nursery school
Kissin' and huggin' with K
You're a kissable letter, oh K K K
Kangaroos and kittens, Kathy and Kate, K K K
I'd like to keep you awhile
I'm keen on you
Even when you're silent, you knock me out
You know a thing or two about the alphabet
Now don't you? Whoo!
You're OK with me oh K K K
Keavis and Kennels and Kevin and Kim, K K K
K K K K K!!!!!
Mix me with a stereo song
Promise me a heartache
Just like you were King Kong
I'd fill you up and then some
I'd love to see you
Saturday afternoon
I'd spin you out
And show you what you're worth
I'd love to hold your backbone
In my hands
I'd be your favorite cartoon
Got your eyelids painted on mine
With a thin coat of elastic
Stop me if I'm a shrine
And build you out of plastic
I'd love to be
Your Saturday afternoon
I'd call you up
And talk your universe
I'd carry 'round
Your backbone in my pants
I'd be your favorite cartoon
No place to vent
This frustration, elation
And I'm pulling all my hair out
So I made this compilation
And I guess
I've still not found you out
I'd love to see you
Saturday afternoon
I'd stick around
And go with you to church
I'd love to sell
Your backbone to my fans
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
Night
And the spirit of life calling
Mamela
And a voice
With the fear of a child asking
Mamela
Wait
There's no mountain too great
Hear these words and have faith
Have faith
They live in you
They live in me
They're watching over
Everything we see
In every creature
In every star
In your reflection
They live in you
They live in you
They live in me
They're watching over
Everything we see
In every creature
In every star
In your reflection
They live in you
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
A dank back room in Kensal Rise
Is alright in summertime
But as the daylight fades to gloom
I wanna leave the room
Faithless apologies
All broken promises
Choking on emptiness
That's all I ever get
Smoking wet cigarettes
Smoking wet cigarettes
Trying to smoke wet cigarettes
Two on a single mattress
A semi-detachedness
Electric blanket bedroom eyes
Won't keep us warm tonight
Faithless apologies
All broken promises
Choking on emptiness
That's all I ever get
Smoking wet cigarettes
Smoking wet cigarettes
As I turn my collar up
And run for the last bus
An ashtray full of ifs and burnt out butts
I know we said too much
Faithless apologies
All broken promises
Choking on emptiness
That's all I ever get
Smoking wet cigarettes...
Es ist Nacht und am Fernseh'n laeuft grad MTViva
Vor Entsetzen rutsch ich in den Kissen immer tiefa.
Wenn ich da was zu sagen haette gab's jetzt nicht Take That,
Sondern Motoerhead und Toy Dolls braechten mich zu Bett.
Ich wuerd Vanessa ihre blauen Haare rosa faerben
Und 3x jede Stunde kaem' Ein Guter Tag zum Sterben
East 17 wuerde ich in' Muelleimer kicken
Und Kristiane Backer muesste mit mir singen. :-)
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von MTV waer.
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von Viva waer.
Ja, hallo ich bin der Schmitti und ich muss mich jetzt beschweren,
Weil ich spiel' so toll Bass und keiner kann es richtig hoer'n.
Wenn ich bei J.B.O. der Boss waer wuerd' ich vieles anders machen:
Die Gitarren waeren leise und der Bass wuerd' richtig krachen.
Ich wuerde auch so gern' viel oefter singen,
Weil die Sangeskuenste ja die meisten Maedchen bringen.
Endlich koennte ich auch ein tolles Solo spiel'n
Und den Bass ganz laut mischen, dann waer ich am Ziel,
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von J.B.O. waer.
Eigentlich wollen wir gar nicht dieses Land regier'n,
Doch gerne wuerden wir da mal was ausprobier'n:
Alle Radikalen von der Menge subtrahier'n,
Die Skinheads koennten sich den Hass an die Glatze schmier'n
Jeder, der bruellt: Wir geben kein Asyl!
Wird zum Nordpol verbannt - lebenslanges Exil
Kein Faschis- und kein Rassismus mehr in diesem Volk
Und 'ne neue Flagge, naemlich Schwarz-Rosa-Gold.
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerd' ich machen,
Wenn ich Koenig von Deutschland waer.
Das Alles und noch viel mehr
Wuerden wir machen,
Wenn wir die Koenige von Deutschland waer'n.
Fuck you titty suckin' two balled bitch with a fat green clit. My big conhoto bitch. Oh shit, fucking ass licking piss sucking cunt, these nuts on your lips Kentucky fried Kung-Pao clits
I don't know what to say.
So what? Don't give a fuck, man
I don't know what to say.
So what?
Saggy tits swinging between your fat crusty armpits. Big ass hairy mole between your pussy lips. Fuck shit cock dick cunt tit barf piss. Balls ass pecker quief oh shit fuck bitch, damn fucking diarrhea slut with hips...
I don't know what to say.
So what? Don't give a fuck, man
I don't know what to say.
So what?
I have fought to find somethin' to say
But now I've found somethin' to say
Fuck you
Punk ass bitch
Fuck you
Punk ass bitch
I don't know what to say.
So what? Don't give a fuck, man
I don't know what to say.
So what?
Cunt.
Fuck.
Shit.
Bitch.
Back into that falling night
the birches and the silhouettes
the haunted plain, sweet lord
here I am again
You flower through my nails
and skin moving like the sunlight
in the alleyways but in this life
When I fisrt saw you, I coudn't keep my eyes off you, I
waited for you to call me, and you finally did, So I was
vacant, alone bored and mostly sad,We went together,
First kissed you not confident, and I am happy for once
even though I have no fucking clue, What you think of me,
So I just sit and write this song for you, If I could see
you all the time, I definatley would but you live far
away, I'll have to wait and see, We drove around for
hours, we couldn't find anything to do, The mall was
closed, my keys were locked, we just sat and waited a
few, As I went to take you home, the gate was locked now
what the fuck, I hopped up over the curb, me and you and
my small truck, I love your eyes and smile and everything
about you now, Hopefully you won't go away, Maybe I come
on too strong, and maybe you won't wanna stay too long,
I'm elevated [I've become a whore so I prepare to breathe]
I'm stimulated [I'm becoming sworn to you for secrecy]
I'm re-created [anything you want I will forever be]
I'm glad you made it
Spiritualize my sensuality, in your eyes, between you and me
You're elevated [connected to the depths of the seven seas]
You're stimulated [I can feel your pulse and now it's part of me]
I'll be creative [anything you want I will forever be]
For you I'll save it
Spiritualize my sensuality, in your eyes, between you and me
I can't evade it
You're all I've needed
I am created