Yeah, it's an incredible story - it's just so bloody tragic. The story is actually a manga. I know that a lot of people look down at manga and say that they're not real stories, but some of the ones I've been reading recently are beautiful. I read one earlier today which was ten times more tragic than the one I'm currently reading - yet again a forbidden romance. It was the second book in a trilogy (of sorts), and by the end of it you finally realised the connection. Everything just fit so tragically and perfectly, and you just have to sit in awe at the beauty of the work for a while. Because the author made you hate the tragedy, but at the end you had to just accept it because, without it, the pure love of the couple from the first and third books could never have happened. Some stories are just beautiful - regardless of their format.
*hugs Aretha* I understand exactly what you mean. *hugs Adra* Ditto. Some people just don't understand when I get upset over "just stories". People who don't read just don't understand. It seems like a weird thing to say, but there is more to life than just reality.
When I finished TFiOS I walked downstairs and curled up next to my mom for an hour and a half- sobbing into the blanket I had as a kid and I couldn't even tell her what was wrong for thirty minutes and Ohmigod
@Flora: It really sounds it is all I can say. I don't look down on manga - I can't see why anyone would. They're stories in their own right, and just as much work goes into making them, I think. It sounds beautiful - the whole trilogy, really. :)
*hasn't read TFiOS yet, and while I totally trust you guys to not let it be spoiler-y, jus' saying. :P*
Basically Louis says as a joke that Larry is real. Then he gets into huge trouble with Management and they say he has to say he was joking. But then he starts falling in love with Harry, and Harry does the same with Lou, but they don't know each other's feelings. Then later on Liam falls in love with Lou and Louis walks in on Harry and a girl kissing and he thinks that Harry doesn't love him but Harry only did that because Management forced him to fall in love with this girl and he kissed her to see if he could love her and then Louis is upset and Liam notices and kisses him and Niall sees and tells Zayn and Zayn tells Harry and Harry gets really annoyed at Liam and pushes him into the swimming pool at a party where he almost drowns and then we figure out why Harry was so hesitant as to loving Louis was because this girl called Christina used to be his girlfriend but they broke up and he got her pregnant and she fell down a stairs and blamed Harry for pushing her but he actually wasn't anywhere near her at the time and Harry was freaked out about it because she lost the baby and he blamed himself all these years and Louis and him kiss and then they realise they love each other and then Liam is devastated and starts to fall for Niall but Niall doesn't love him and OH LADS
I dedicate this page to Death Rose, and to her uncle, and to everyone who left Blogland, and the hope that they'll come back, and to all the happiness I know we will all find in the future. I also dedicate to love, and to those who are dead and those who are fictional, and to everyone who we love and who inspires us. I also dedicate the page to going out there and pursuing our dreams, and emulating the people I admire. Because I think it's amazing that we can admire people and be inspired, but I think it's even better to go out make ourselves the people we want to be. I know everyone is different, but it's never been enough for me to just read the stories, watch the movies, and play the games. It's never been enough for me to write and roleplay. If I don't go out and live the adventure, I'll never be satisfied with my life. I have to take ballroom and Krav Maga and study science and make myself like the people I emulate as much as I can. And if I can inspire just one person in the course of my whole life, then I think it was a life worth living. I dedicate to the potential of the human race, and people caring for each other. And I dedicate the page to everyone accepting everyone else, regardless of type of person, planet, species, age, gender, dimension, reality, or form of existence. I also dedicate to the below quotes, because they're awesome, and to any and all OTPs the second quite reminds you of. (I was instantly reminded of, like, 10. XD) And I dedicate to my english tutor, without whom I would never have loved writing at all, or developed such a great love and understanding of language. "Perhaps the art of life is the art of avoiding pain." "You must stay with me, always, to prevent my ruining."
*raises glass* Hear hear! *hugs Aretha* You inspire me- every idea you have, every word you write makes me want to make my own so much better. *lets go* Sorry, I needed to have you know that
Oh. That dedication, Aretha. That was -is- beautiful. And inspirational and profound and just overall, wonderful. It said something to me that I haven't really heard like that before, and - *hugs* - just, thank you. :)
Sorry, I do love thunder, but I have to quote Mark Twain here on behalf of Tesla- "Thunder is good. Thunder is impressive. But it is lightning that does all the work." Tesla was nicknamed the Master of Lightning, and rightly so! And he and Mark Twain were best friends, and I love them both so much!!!! *squeals*
Aaaaaand it's back to the tragedy. WHY WITH THE TRAGEDY AND THE FEELS.
Just a snippet of what I'm reading...
I (Shino, Guy #2) wonder what kind of face Tatsuya (Guy #1) would make if he found out I was working in a gay bar (the only place that would hire him). Would he get mad? Would be laugh? Or maybe... (A scene of Tatsuya's wedding flashes in his mind) Ahh, Tatsuya's not with me anymore. (Trying to be dismissive and unbothered) "Shino?" my co-worker's voice breaks my thoughts. "Shino...are you crying?" "Huh?" "...It kind of looks like you're crying." "Jeez, what are you saying?" I say, laughing. "I wouldn't cry! N...No..." Tears begin to stream down my face. "Huh?" I repeat over and over; shocked as I try to wipe away the tears with my sleeves. "S-Sorry." "Shino?" My co-worker looks at me, worried. The boss walks over. "Shino. Come here." She pulls me into an embrace. "Crying about a man you've separated from. That's proof that you had a good love." And with this I break. The last chip in my armour causes it to shatter around me. "I loved him. For so long," I sob, giving up the fight against the inevitable cascades of tears. I clutch at the boss' robe. "I was with him ever since I was small! I never thought for a second that there'd be a day we separated. Never. Never. It was supposed to be a given that we'd be together forever."
(Monologue:) That was the first time I'd cried since Tatsuya and I had separated. The tears streamed down like a river. Later on, Mama (the boss) got mad, saying "We didn't get any work done that day!". But I was comforted when she said "You can stay here as long as you want. Until your wounds heal, or until you find a new love."
And I decided to live in this neighbourhood. The world furthest away from Tatsuya.
I quite agree, Taia. Rain is awesome. You know it actually releases things into the air that make you feel happy? So you know how awesome it smells just after it rains? It actually makes you happier. Brain chemicals and all that.
Technically thunder and lightning are two names for the same thing- two parts of one whole, if you will. I mean, thunder is only the noise produced when a bolt of lightning forms, and similarly, lightning cannot exist without thunder.
@Aretha: Wow - I didn't! That's really quite incredible. Also, rain makes a brilliant sound when it hits just about anything, really. Having a room in the roof is so nice because you can hear it and it's just such a good sound. I find I can write better when it's raining, because the clouds and just the way that it is- I don't know. Rain is very write-o-genic, at least for me. :) It makes me feel better even if I can't smell it. :P
Listen to each drop of rain Whispering secrets in vain Frantically searching for someone to hear Their story before they hit ground Please don't let go, can't we stay for a while? It's just too hard to say goodbye Listen to the rain
Listen to the rain Weeping I stand alone in the storm Suddenly sweet words take hold Hurry, they say, for you haven't much time Open your eyes to the love around you You may feel you're alone But I'm here still with you You can do what you dream Just remember to listen to the rain
Listen
Listen to the Rain, composed by Amy Lee Definitely my favorite choral piece ever.
Oh, I'm sorry, Fabi... I didn't mean for that to come across as me saying thunder is not beautiful or unimportant in any way- I just wanted to portray that I feel thunder and lightning are equally important and beautiful because they're actually two halves of a whole... *winces* I'm sorry...
And now I feel really bad because the recent division of Blogland as roleplayers and talkers reminds me of the inception of political parties in America... But please don't acknowledge what I just said, because I don't want to make everybody feel bad or bring up painful memories.
Tatsuya was going to be forced into doing something he didn't want to do in order to make a contract for his company. He was all fighting against them, but losing, and BAM Shino comes running in! AFTER FOUR FREAKING YEARS THEY FINALLY MET
and then guess the bloody hell what?
just as Tatsuya gets over his initial shock of seeing Shino and is about to say something, his phone rings, and it's his four year old son crying down the phone because his mother has collapse.
Turns out she has freaking lung cancer and only has a year to live.
I AM SO CONFUSED RIGHT NOW
We don't like the mother, but at the same time we love her. We don't like Tatsuya, but at the same time we love him. We've always loved Shino, but we're worried about his chance meeting with Tatsuya. Is it a good thing? Is it a bad thing? We want Tatsuya and Shino together, but we don't because Tatsuya doesn't deserve Shino. And also, THE MOTHER. But then we're rooting for them and always will because they're perfect for each other.
*sighs* Just a warning to you all- anything and everything I write within these next few days is going to be really depressing. So expect my worst. No particular reason for that, just... I can feel it.
Just before the mother died, Shino visited her in hospital so he could return Tatsuya's wallet (he'd accidentally dropped it when they met). She was shocked, but after they began talking she said how she wouldn't have minded if Shino and Tatsuya had continued to see each other and be a part of each other's lives. But then she broke down, and said how she would never have let Shino take Tatsuya away, because he had been gone five years, FIVE YEARS, and how was that fair? She had built a loving family and it just wasn't fair. And why did he have to turn up now, when she didn't have much time left with them at all? But then she just said "take care of them for me"
oh dear lord, it's so emotional.
[BACKSTORY: we do like the mother because she was an awesome co-worker of Tatsuya's. Everyone in the company knew that Tatsuya and Shino were together, and all the women supported it, so they got nasty at Takako (the mother) when they discovered that she was really good friends with Tatsuya. They assumed that she was trying to win him over - little did they know that she was actually a lesbian. Later, Tatsuya's mother tried to set up a wedding for him and a neighbour's daughter. He tried to refuse but it would only cause dishonour on his family. So, instead, he decided to lie and say he already had someone by taking Takako to meet them (he couldn't tell them he was gay). During this time, Tatsuya had been having doubts over his relationship with Shino; thinking that it would be better for him if he found himself a woman to be with instead. When a condom falls out of Shino's pocket and Tatsuya assumes that he was going to sleep with a woman, even though Shino denies it (he was actually just curious because they'd never used one and was just wondering about them). Due to this, when Takako and Tatsuya stay the night at his parents house and the two of them begin talking about whether the love you have when you are young is real love or just fake adolescent love, the two of them decide to test the theory out because they are both a little heart-broken and don't understand their feelings. And thus, Takako got preggers. It's really hard to explain, but we don't hate either of them, we just kinda hate them for doing it :/ ]
I have Harry Styles feels. But not the kind of feels that you normally have. The scary sort of feels. The feels where you imagine things. Like what his hair feels like. And you don't just imagine it, you feel it. Or imagine him sleeping with his arms wrapped around your waist. But no, not imagining. It's like he's actually there. He's actually there and then you realise everything's a lie and he'a never going to love you or go out with you or even notice your existence because no matter how hard you try, you are just a weird fangirl with Harry Styles feels. And Harry Styles feels hurt.
Mara, I am exactly the same way with this fictional character I fell in love with. Except I've been that way for 3 years. I can never quite explain it to people... Thank you for putting that into words. *bows* *tries not to cry*
I'm sorry, Adra. On the bright side, there will be feels. Would you rather have a third part of Home, or a long second part?
You all rule, and you are all perfect, and beautiful and just utter wonders.
Flora, you're going to have to survive this story, and then you're going to have to tell me what happens, because I can;t live the rest of my life with it left like that, okay? *hugs*
That's how I am when I write, Mara. Web I actually truly write. It sucks sometimes because my characters never shut the hell up in my head it is always scenario after scenario day after day and I play with it in my mind until I get it down and once I do- there is a new one and OHMYGOD IT TAKES ALL MY CREATIVITY
I mean, do you want Niccolo to cut off part 2 before it gets too long and finish the thing with a part 3, or just make part 2 really long? Actually, I just made a decision- I'll cut it off and have him post part 3 in a few days or something, because reasons. Thanks, though.
Night Flora! And Aretha I'll answer you before I have to board for realzies this time but I will be back and we can stay up until like two and RP and shite and it will be glorious
When I write, it's more like when Javier concentrates his magic on people. When I really get into it, whatever I'm writing takes up all five senses. You could stand next to me and yell and I wouldn't hear you. You could hit me and I wouldn't feel it. You could wave your hand in front of my eyes and I wouldn't see it. It doesn't even register that I'm writing. Everything happens for me in real time, and somehow when the vision stops, it's all been written on the paper.
I always feel the same emotions as my characters, though. I grin and laugh when they're happy, I cry when they're sad, and you can bet if one of my characters has just been stabbed in the heart I'm wincing with my hand pressed against my own chest where the wound would be. When I wrote the chapters about my imprisonment in Alastair's mind, I scared myself so badly I could barely sleep, and I was panicking 24 hours a day- even in school, which was horrible- for, like, 4 days.
OHMYGOSH, I'M THE SAME!!!! Once I get into my writing, I'll write right through meals and sleep and not even notice! In fact, when I was, like, 6 years old (literally- 6 or 7, so my average bedtime was 7, never much later than that) I was so inspired by how much excitement I was feeling on Christmas Eve that I wanted to write a story to try and capture the emotion. My dad walked into my room around 12:30 am and I was still writing furiously. I had no idea how late it was, and I was not tired at all. XD
I still smile, kind of incredulous, when people call me Tesla, or Miss Tesla... That one sometimes give me chills... And I still debate whether or not I should have taken the name to begin with, because he was such a great man, and I can never live up to that... I feel like it must be arrogant of me to take his name, or if not arrogant that I must be staining it because he was so exceptional, and I am really not at all compared to him... But I took it because he means so much to me and has shaped my life so much, and once I thought of the name I couldn't bring myself to not take it.
Ari, I think Tesla would be honoured that someone cared enough to share his name. Maybe you're not an amazing inventor, but you're only a teenager. You've got your whole life to do exceptional things :)
Tesla was inventing alternating current at my age... *smiles warily* There's no way I can ever get to his level in inventing. But that won't stop me from trying.
And I want to do more than just inventing- I'm aspiring to do a bunch of things very well rather than one thing better than anyone ever has. I know he'd feel flattered that somebody looked up to him so much- it's one of the reasons why I wish so much that somehow I could go back in time and talk to him, just for two minutes... But I still feel that nagging unworthiness, whether or not it's applicable.
Soring through the sky, Storm saw a clear, blue sky ahead, and new, yet again, it was her time to shine. She slowed down in the middle of the huge clearing, a dark mass. Before she got frightened and stopped herself, she let the rain fall, let the icy cold water go.
And that’s when she saw it. The small, white, fluffy cloud that was passing beneath. And, before she could stop it, the flashback took hold.
Floating through the sky, Cloud was as happy as can be. She flipped and sawed, a fluffy fog in the sky that the humans looked up to and admired. She remembered the feeling of freedom, the utter peace at being free. And then she remembered the day the storm cloud had come. It had been exiting at first, seeing someone new. But then he started raining, breaking then sunshine. And then, when cloud protested, he had rained on her. And slowly, oh, so slowly, she began to change, to become just like him.
The next thing she new, she was a storm cloud, and her name had been changed to Storm. This is what she hated, her life being change un-willingly. So she stopped the rain before it hit the small, innocent cloud beneath her, and she continued on, hating her life and her curse.
Jubab; I know! Madam Mist looks awesome! I got quite a few weird looks this morning. I was on the train with a Dalek cupcake and everyone stared at me XD
ohmygosh no stop it's hurting me to hear you say that... He was freaking amazing... Darn it, I'm crying now... You know, he spent his entire life inventing just because he saw opportunities to make the world better through it. When he was elementary age, his father told him he couldn't continue his schooling, and he fell into depression, refusing to eat, and became deathly ill, because he knew he wanted to dedicate his life to inventing and he couldn't bear living if he couldn't follow his dreams. Such was the strength of his conviction. He did the same thing a few years later, for the same reason. He worked so hard in high school he literally forgot to eat and sleep most of the time, and eventually his teachers became so concerned they wrote his parents letters saying they were worried about him. He came to America with plans for alternating current (which his professors and entire class had laughed at him for suggesting, because it was supposedly impossible), went to work for Edison who had been a hero of sorts to him, and figured out Edison was a cheat and only skilled at business and stealing credit, so he quit his job with Edison's company. He couldn't find another job, so he dug ditches. He always did everything he had to to get by, and he worked hard and diligently all his life. He never cared about anything but helping the world as much as he could. He didn't want fame, or money, or prestige. He wanted to invent. He wanted to harness the endless energy he saw in the universe, and on our planet. He dedicated his whole life to helping everyone but himself, and he invented too many things for me to list here, and then he died friendless and penniless, with his name marred in the public eye because they all thought he was insane, living in a hotel room because he couldn't afford a house. He's the reason I grew up wanting to help people. All his life, he did so much for people who he never even knew, and who never knew him, and his inventions are still the pillars of our society, and he was so alone that whole time, because he didn't care what happened to him as long as he could help the world...
I could go on, Adra. I know so much about him. His childhood stories, everywhere he worked, who he was friends with, everything he accomplished, the way others perceived him... I know so, so, so much- I had to work really hard, actually, to stop myself from writing it all down, because I would go on for hours... I could talk about him for weeks... I can't even describe how much I love and admire that man...
Yeah, Jubi, it's about Nikola Tesla. Sorry for the whole rant... *smiles weakly* I just wrote a bit about how sometimes I feel bad for using his name because he was so amazing and compared to him I'm really, really not, and then Death said that compared to me he was nothing, and it just triggered a bit of sadness/passion in me... Sorry... *attempts to stop crying* *fails* God, I'm sorry... I'm not even really sad, I just love him so much...
FFS. Right. I will dedicate to... Home. Recently I have been doing things that are inside of homes- appliances, furniture but I haven't yet done home itself. And I'd just like to say that Blogland is my home and you all are my huge ass crazy family- but I love you. Even though you aren't my blood relatives, just because you're blood doesn't mean you're family and you all just make me push myself harder and harder to be better. Every day.
So, I'm going to a new school this year. I probably wouldn't have done it if you all hadn't taught you that things will come back to you eventually. Some people don't... But that's life, isn't it?
But yeah. I'm taking ten classes in school this year. Two english, two science, two history, one health, one maths, one religion, and one language.
Really you guys. I love you all. And I'm going to really need you all if I don't want to get run over by school this year... *grumbles* But yes.
Oh, good Lord, I would never feel bad for using his name because I think it's not good enough! Heavens, no! Never! Ever! Darn it, I'm going to cry a little more now... Oops...
Ari, we understand. Tesla's something you're really passionate about; we all have something we're really passionate about. It comes with being a fangirl :) *hugs*
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@Fabi: I've just had a look - trying to comment with some sense now. :)
It sounds awesome, though. :)
And, okay. *hugs* I'll see you. ^^
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@Adra&Aretha: OH. DID THAT HAPPEN YET? *steals Adra's question and sticks it [here] :P *
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YEAH TELL US
Yeah, it's an incredible story - it's just so bloody tragic. The story is actually a manga. I know that a lot of people look down at manga and say that they're not real stories, but some of the ones I've been reading recently are beautiful. I read one earlier today which was ten times more tragic than the one I'm currently reading - yet again a forbidden romance. It was the second book in a trilogy (of sorts), and by the end of it you finally realised the connection. Everything just fit so tragically and perfectly, and you just have to sit in awe at the beauty of the work for a while. Because the author made you hate the tragedy, but at the end you had to just accept it because, without it, the pure love of the couple from the first and third books could never have happened.
Some stories are just beautiful - regardless of their format.
*hugs Aretha* I understand exactly what you mean.
*hugs Adra* Ditto. Some people just don't understand when I get upset over "just stories". People who don't read just don't understand. It seems like a weird thing to say, but there is more to life than just reality.
And omg, don't even get me started on Gus.
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When I finished TFiOS I walked downstairs and curled up next to my mom for an hour and a half- sobbing into the blanket I had as a kid and I couldn't even tell her what was wrong for thirty minutes and Ohmigod
*Imitates packman*
@Flora: It really sounds it is all I can say.
I don't look down on manga - I can't see why anyone would. They're stories in their own right, and just as much work goes into making them, I think.
It sounds beautiful - the whole trilogy, really. :)
*hasn't read TFiOS yet, and while I totally trust you guys to not let it be spoiler-y, jus' saying. :P*
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Oh God.
I'm reading this Larry fanfic.
Basically Louis says as a joke that Larry is real. Then he gets into huge trouble with Management and they say he has to say he was joking. But then he starts falling in love with Harry, and Harry does the same with Lou, but they don't know each other's feelings. Then later on Liam falls in love with Lou and Louis walks in on Harry and a girl kissing and he thinks that Harry doesn't love him but Harry only did that because Management forced him to fall in love with this girl and he kissed her to see if he could love her and then Louis is upset and Liam notices and kisses him and Niall sees and tells Zayn and Zayn tells Harry and Harry gets really annoyed at Liam and pushes him into the swimming pool at a party where he almost drowns and then we figure out why Harry was so hesitant as to loving Louis was because this girl called Christina used to be his girlfriend but they broke up and he got her pregnant and she fell down a stairs and blamed Harry for pushing her but he actually wasn't anywhere near her at the time and Harry was freaked out about it because she lost the baby and he blamed himself all these years and Louis and him kiss and then they realise they love each other and then Liam is devastated and starts to fall for Niall but Niall doesn't love him and OH LADS
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Ofc
This better be a pretty good goddamn good goddamn helluva wizard cop dedication.
*runs out of the room* I'M FREEEE
But if I'm gonna cry through the end then I'll have to wait until a time when I can manage to have my emotions murdered, I guess. :P ^^
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I dedicate this page to Death Rose, and to her uncle, and to everyone who left Blogland, and the hope that they'll come back, and to all the happiness I know we will all find in the future. I also dedicate to love, and to those who are dead and those who are fictional, and to everyone who we love and who inspires us. I also dedicate the page to going out there and pursuing our dreams, and emulating the people I admire. Because I think it's amazing that we can admire people and be inspired, but I think it's even better to go out make ourselves the people we want to be. I know everyone is different, but it's never been enough for me to just read the stories, watch the movies, and play the games. It's never been enough for me to write and roleplay. If I don't go out and live the adventure, I'll never be satisfied with my life. I have to take ballroom and Krav Maga and study science and make myself like the people I emulate as much as I can. And if I can inspire just one person in the course of my whole life, then I think it was a life worth living. I dedicate to the potential of the human race, and people caring for each other. And I dedicate the page to everyone accepting everyone else, regardless of type of person, planet, species, age, gender, dimension, reality, or form of existence. I also dedicate to the below quotes, because they're awesome, and to any and all OTPs the second quite reminds you of. (I was instantly reminded of, like, 10. XD) And I dedicate to my english tutor, without whom I would never have loved writing at all, or developed such a great love and understanding of language.
"Perhaps the art of life is the art of avoiding pain."
"You must stay with me, always, to prevent my ruining."
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*raises glass* Hear hear! *hugs Aretha* You inspire me- every idea you have, every word you write makes me want to make my own so much better. *lets go* Sorry, I needed to have you know that
Wait, really? Are you- really? Adra, I'm going to cry... Thank you... *grabs and hugs tighlty*
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My God, I really need to meet you people...
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Hells yes- to like, that whole statement
*hugs Taia*
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thank you
*hugs again* (needless to say anything more)
@Aretha: *hugs* amazing ded - every single word of it <3
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Oh. That dedication, Aretha.
That was -is- beautiful. And inspirational and profound and just overall, wonderful.
It said something to me that I haven't really heard like that before, and - *hugs* - just, thank you. :)
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*hugs Flora back, twice*
*nods*
:)
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*begins to flail* ~dedications~
Thank you, Taia. That means a lot to me.
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*ponders* We are all infinite in a finite world...
~ A m e n ~
This is why I love you, Ari. *hugs*
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Thunder is an art form, seriously. It's just...wow.
And Ari, beautiful ded. [hugs]
Not here, dinner then dance.
[hugs all]
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*hugs back* Thanks, Mara... And everyone... I didn't know it was really that great...
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Thanks to you, too, Fabi!
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*pops head up* Did someone say dance? *frowns* I still need a dancing partner.
@Fabi: "Thunder is an art form"
I agree until there's nothing left to agree with. :) ^^
*hugs back*
Have fun. :3 ^^
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Ooh! *raises hand* I'll dance with you! What shall we dance, then? *offers hand*
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Or, thunder/storms/, in general, really. ^^
@Adra: If you /really/ want to dance - just don't blame me if I trip over your feet (or mine :P). :)
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*grinss* what's your style?
Hear hear! *Hugs Ari* Thanks... Uncle Paul gas finished his chemo...
Oh, if Aretha's offering herself up, I can sit out, then. :P
*is still a cookie*
*rolls away to find a chair*
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:( Taia!
And that is good to hear, Rose!
I think
Sorry, I do love thunder, but I have to quote Mark Twain here on behalf of Tesla- "Thunder is good. Thunder is impressive. But it is lightning that does all the work."
Tesla was nicknamed the Master of Lightning, and rightly so! And he and Mark Twain were best friends, and I love them both so much!!!! *squeals*
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I'll dance anything, Adra! Smooth or latin. Waltz, tango, foxtrot, cha cha, rumba, swing, jive... There are more, I don't feel like listening them.
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How is he, Death?
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@Death: *hugs* I can wish you both only the best. :)
@Adra: It's fine. :P
If I feel the need to dance, I can find corner and fall over repeatedly by myself instead. :)
@Aretha: I love both, though maybe for different reasons. :)
TBH, I don't think the rain ever gets quite the respect it should, either. :P
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All I can do is CC Shuffle, Nut Bush and I'd be dreamin' if I could do the Macarena...
UGH
Aaaaaand it's back to the tragedy.
WHY WITH THE TRAGEDY AND THE FEELS.
Just a snippet of what I'm reading...
I (Shino, Guy #2) wonder what kind of face Tatsuya (Guy #1) would make if he found out I was working in a gay bar (the only place that would hire him). Would he get mad? Would be laugh? Or maybe... (A scene of Tatsuya's wedding flashes in his mind)
Ahh, Tatsuya's not with me anymore. (Trying to be dismissive and unbothered)
"Shino?" my co-worker's voice breaks my thoughts. "Shino...are you crying?"
"Huh?"
"...It kind of looks like you're crying."
"Jeez, what are you saying?" I say, laughing. "I wouldn't cry! N...No..." Tears begin to stream down my face. "Huh?" I repeat over and over; shocked as I try to wipe away the tears with my sleeves. "S-Sorry."
"Shino?" My co-worker looks at me, worried.
The boss walks over. "Shino. Come here." She pulls me into an embrace. "Crying about a man you've separated from. That's proof that you had a good love."
And with this I break. The last chip in my armour causes it to shatter around me.
"I loved him. For so long," I sob, giving up the fight against the inevitable cascades of tears. I clutch at the boss' robe. "I was with him ever since I was small! I never thought for a second that there'd be a day we separated. Never. Never. It was supposed to be a given that we'd be together forever."
(Monologue:) That was the first time I'd cried since Tatsuya and I had separated. The tears streamed down like a river. Later on, Mama (the boss) got mad, saying "We didn't get any work done that day!". But I was comforted when she said "You can stay here as long as you want. Until your wounds heal, or until you find a new love."
And I decided to live in this neighbourhood. The world furthest away from Tatsuya.
FFS GUYS
Yeah, he's tired... Nan's brain is messed up now... He's pretty good though... He got a Harley!!
I quite agree, Taia. Rain is awesome. You know it actually releases things into the air that make you feel happy? So you know how awesome it smells just after it rains? It actually makes you happier. Brain chemicals and all that.
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Mashup dance off?
Oh, that's good, Death.
What is a mashup dance off?
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Seriously, I swear this book is just one big ball of tragedy and feels.
FLORA MARK YOUR FEELS
Um... Me against you, all styles
It's not the lightning that's making my house vibrate. [Scowls]
But whatever!
:-P
And rain IS awesome!
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@Flora:
;_;
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Granted, that snippet doesn't really show the true tragic nature of the book, like, AT ALL, but hkjkkhgfgghjkl I just...
*hugs Death because I'm rubbish with words*
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DANCING
ZAYN
COOL KIDS DON'T DANCE
"I AM AN EXCELLENT DANCER"
seems legit, zayn. :P
*does every single 1D dance move she can think of*
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I LOVE HAVING IG FAN ACCOUNTS OMG PEOPLE APPRECIATE MY EDITS
Hm... Speaking of feels... *reminds Niccolò to write his chapter for Nameless* *is distant*
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Still @Flora: Damn tragic feels indeed.
*lower-lip wobbles*
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AH GOD DONT FORGET THAT ONE ALASTAIR ONE *flails*
I am going to have issues tomorrow with multitasking like eleven people
Technically thunder and lightning are two names for the same thing- two parts of one whole, if you will. I mean, thunder is only the noise produced when a bolt of lightning forms, and similarly, lightning cannot exist without thunder.
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Macarena *smiles*
At the concert a girl tweeted in asking the boys to do the Macarena.... :)
LIAM THOUGH HE ALMOST FELL OFF THE STAGE IDEK HOW LIKE YOU DON'T MOVE YOUR FEET AT ALL WHILE DANCING THE MACARENA ONLY TO HOP SIDEWAYS 😂
Styles. Heh heh.
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Alpha and Omega!
Which Alastair one? You mean the conversation you had with him?
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*nods* after the implosion thing in the library
Wait, Adra, if we're doing ballroom, how can I dance against you? We would both need partners...
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Yep, that one's on the list.
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OMG
After that bit, it showed Tatsuya meeting his new baby.
And the chapter ended with "And thus they began to walk down to separate paths in life."
THE NEXT CHAPTER IS BASED FOUR YEARS LATER.
THEY HAVEN'T SEEN EACH OTHER IN OVER FOUR YEARS.
NONONONONONONO. I CANNOT ALLOW THIS.
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...Shit
Um
*calls* TRIPPPPPPP
@Aretha: Wow - I didn't! That's really quite incredible.
Also, rain makes a brilliant sound when it hits just about anything, really.
Having a room in the roof is so nice because you can hear it and it's just such a good sound. I find I can write better when it's raining, because the clouds and just the way that it is- I don't know. Rain is very write-o-genic, at least for me. :)
It makes me feel better even if I can't smell it. :P
But that's awesome to know - Thanks. :D
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Tatsuya: "And thus, after separating from Shino, my wounded heart has been gradually healed."
F**K OFF
NO
I DO NOT ACCEPT THAT
I STILL HAVE HOPE FOR YOU TWO
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Taia, you should listen to Listen to the Rain by Evanescence. It's a sad, beautiful song, and the best for appreciating rain that I have ever heard.
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Sorry I'm bombarding you guys with things - I'm just having a minor feels-based meltdown
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Ballroom...
Requiem Ball.
*smiles* Kessie thought me how to dance... :)
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It's fine, Flora. That's what we're here for!
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EVANESCENCE OMG OMGOMG AMY LEE
AND I AM SORRY FOR FEELS, FLORA
"only the noise produced when a bolt of lightning forms"
...
[glares]
Thunder is an art form. [hisses]
[Is getting angrier than I should be]
[Is not really angry at Aretha or lightning or anyone]
[Well...maybe that last bit was off, but being angry doesn't help with much]
[Takes deep breaths and walks away]
[Winces and apologizes]
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*hugs Death: It's good to hear that he's doing better. :)
@Flora: STAHP. IT'S TOO MUCH FOR MY LITTLE FEELS-CAPACITY.
(but don't because I need to know more, and also because sharing feels helps feels. :P)
@Aretha: Going to listen. Now.
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It's in the Rain, by Enya is a beautiful song as well.
[Considers]
[Shrugs]
[Walks away, again]
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*flails* right. Boarding another fucking tin can. Welp.
I'll be back in about an hour thirty or so
Listen to each drop of rain
Whispering secrets in vain
Frantically searching for someone to hear
Their story before they hit ground
Please don't let go, can't we stay for a while?
It's just too hard to say goodbye
Listen to the rain
Listen to the rain
Weeping
I stand alone in the storm
Suddenly sweet words take hold
Hurry, they say, for you haven't much time
Open your eyes to the love around you
You may feel you're alone
But I'm here still with you
You can do what you dream
Just remember to listen to the rain
Listen
Listen to the Rain, composed by Amy Lee
Definitely my favorite choral piece ever.
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@Fabi: How it's made doesn't change how it's perceived - It's still art. :)
And, I'll listen to that one after Evanescense (which is just YES. so far). :)
IF anybody else has rain-songs, keep 'em coming. ;)
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*dashes back into that comment to hugs Fabi*
^^
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@Aretha: It's wonderful. Wow.
Powerful, in a beautiful kind of way.
Wow.
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Oh, I'm sorry, Fabi... I didn't mean for that to come across as me saying thunder is not beautiful or unimportant in any way- I just wanted to portray that I feel thunder and lightning are equally important and beautiful because they're actually two halves of a whole... *winces* I'm sorry...
And now I feel really bad because the recent division of Blogland as roleplayers and talkers reminds me of the inception of political parties in America... But please don't acknowledge what I just said, because I don't want to make everybody feel bad or bring up painful memories.
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*Pouts at thought of Reqiuem Ball* *Sighs heavily*
Bye Adra! *hugs*
Fabi!!! *hugs*
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*hugs Fabi*
Ugh. I feel dizzy.
SLEEP DEPRIVATION, I'M TELLING YOU :P
"But do I care? Noooo, I do not!"
*silence*
"a little..."
I'm sorry, I get hyper after ten o' clock :/
Very msd.
omg.
Tatsuya was going to be forced into doing something he didn't want to do in order to make a contract for his company. He was all fighting against them, but losing, and BAM Shino comes running in!
AFTER FOUR FREAKING YEARS
THEY FINALLY MET
and then guess the bloody hell what?
just as Tatsuya gets over his initial shock of seeing Shino and is about to say something, his phone rings, and it's his four year old son crying down the phone because his mother has collapse.
Turns out she has freaking lung cancer and only has a year to live.
I AM SO CONFUSED RIGHT NOW
We don't like the mother, but at the same time we love her.
We don't like Tatsuya, but at the same time we love him.
We've always loved Shino, but we're worried about his chance meeting with Tatsuya. Is it a good thing? Is it a bad thing?
We want Tatsuya and Shino together, but we don't because Tatsuya doesn't deserve Shino. And also, THE MOTHER.
But then we're rooting for them and always will because they're perfect for each other.
GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
Taia, help me :(
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*hugs Aretha and Fabi*
Hm. It's in the Rain is a lovely song as well, actually. In its difference it's... kind of similar.
Bye Adra! *hugs*
*hugs Mara also*
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And now Tatsuya is in denial and is shouting "NO, YOU DON'T HAVE CANCER. YOU DON'T HAVE CANCER" because he can't cope.
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*sighs* Just a warning to you all- anything and everything I write within these next few days is going to be really depressing. So expect my worst. No particular reason for that, just... I can feel it.
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OMG
IT'S TECHNICALLY AUGUST HERE
IN TWENTY-SIX DAYS I'M THIRTEEEEEEENNNNN! *screams*
And twenty-nine days LSODM, Liam turning FREAKING TWENTY WHAT and This Is Us, the 1D3D Movie... *squeals*
And 25 August is Our Moment... Plus Where We Are book... Mhm. And then September 13, NIALL is turning twenty...
TOO MUCH TO HANDLE
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@Flora: NO. NONONONO- DAMMIT I DON'T KNOW HOW TO TYPE ENOUGH EMOTIONS. GAH. :C
*hugs*
Hugs is all I can do.
*hugs again*
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@Aretha: It happens - That's fine. *hugs* Just remember, wherever you can find sadness, happiness will always be at least lingering, too. :)
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Hi all! How are you?
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Hey, Mistical!
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Hi Mistical!
I'm okay, thanks. :) How're you?
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Just before the mother died, Shino visited her in hospital so he could return Tatsuya's wallet (he'd accidentally dropped it when they met). She was shocked, but after they began talking she said how she wouldn't have minded if Shino and Tatsuya had continued to see each other and be a part of each other's lives. But then she broke down, and said how she would never have let Shino take Tatsuya away, because he had been gone five years, FIVE YEARS, and how was that fair? She had built a loving family and it just wasn't fair. And why did he have to turn up now, when she didn't have much time left with them at all?
But then she just said "take care of them for me"
oh dear lord, it's so emotional.
[BACKSTORY: we do like the mother because she was an awesome co-worker of Tatsuya's. Everyone in the company knew that Tatsuya and Shino were together, and all the women supported it, so they got nasty at Takako (the mother) when they discovered that she was really good friends with Tatsuya. They assumed that she was trying to win him over - little did they know that she was actually a lesbian.
Later, Tatsuya's mother tried to set up a wedding for him and a neighbour's daughter. He tried to refuse but it would only cause dishonour on his family. So, instead, he decided to lie and say he already had someone by taking Takako to meet them (he couldn't tell them he was gay).
During this time, Tatsuya had been having doubts over his relationship with Shino; thinking that it would be better for him if he found himself a woman to be with instead. When a condom falls out of Shino's pocket and Tatsuya assumes that he was going to sleep with a woman, even though Shino denies it (he was actually just curious because they'd never used one and was just wondering about them).
Due to this, when Takako and Tatsuya stay the night at his parents house and the two of them begin talking about whether the love you have when you are young is real love or just fake adolescent love, the two of them decide to test the theory out because they are both a little heart-broken and don't understand their feelings. And thus, Takako got preggers.
It's really hard to explain, but we don't hate either of them, we just kinda hate them for doing it :/ ]
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH
DAMN YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU
i was still on the old comments!!
BUT OMHG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AMAZING BACK COVER!!!!
@Flora: D:
Emotions!
Emotions and feels and emotions! :'(
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I have Harry Styles feels.
But not the kind of feels that you normally have. The scary sort of feels. The feels where you imagine things. Like what his hair feels like. And you don't just imagine it, you feel it. Or imagine him sleeping with his arms wrapped around your waist. But no, not imagining. It's like he's actually there. He's actually there and then you realise everything's a lie and he'a never going to love you or go out with you or even notice your existence because no matter how hard you try, you are just a weird fangirl with Harry Styles feels. And Harry Styles feels hurt.
THIS
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I'M GOING TO PUNCH THE SHIT OUT OF THIS TIN CAN DAMMIT
WE HAVEN'T EVEN BOARDED YET THEY LIED TO US
Mara, I am exactly the same way with this fictional character I fell in love with. Except I've been that way for 3 years. I can never quite explain it to people... Thank you for putting that into words. *bows* *tries not to cry*
I'm sorry, Adra. On the bright side, there will be feels. Would you rather have a third part of Home, or a long second part?
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Ugh. It's nearing two o'clock. :P
I should go. *hugs everyone*
You all rule, and you are all perfect, and beautiful and just utter wonders.
Flora, you're going to have to survive this story, and then you're going to have to tell me what happens, because I can;t live the rest of my life with it left like that, okay? *hugs*
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Bye, Taia! *hugs*
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*huggles Mara*
*hugs Adra*
*hugs Aretha*
*points to previous comment*
Bye, all~
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That's how I am when I write, Mara. Web I actually truly write. It sucks sometimes because my characters never shut the hell up in my head it is always scenario after scenario day after day and I play with it in my mind until I get it down and once I do- there is a new one and OHMYGOD IT TAKES ALL MY CREATIVITY
Wait how do you mean?
Bye Taiaiaiiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiaiiaia
To be honest, I should probably get to bed too!
I'll keep you updated, Taia! *hugs*
Night everyone! <3
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I mean, do you want Niccolo to cut off part 2 before it gets too long and finish the thing with a part 3, or just make part 2 really long? Actually, I just made a decision- I'll cut it off and have him post part 3 in a few days or something, because reasons. Thanks, though.
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Night Flora! And Aretha I'll answer you before I have to board for realzies this time but I will be back and we can stay up until like two and RP and shite and it will be glorious
Okay?!?
Right. *smiles*
I need something else for me to write... Please tell me I need to know
gah, bye (not that i was really here)
SNOW??? *hugs* bye?
Bye, Flora! *hugs*
When I write, it's more like when Javier concentrates his magic on people. When I really get into it, whatever I'm writing takes up all five senses. You could stand next to me and yell and I wouldn't hear you. You could hit me and I wouldn't feel it. You could wave your hand in front of my eyes and I wouldn't see it. It doesn't even register that I'm writing. Everything happens for me in real time, and somehow when the vision stops, it's all been written on the paper.
I always feel the same emotions as my characters, though. I grin and laugh when they're happy, I cry when they're sad, and you can bet if one of my characters has just been stabbed in the heart I'm wincing with my hand pressed against my own chest where the wound would be. When I wrote the chapters about my imprisonment in Alastair's mind, I scared myself so badly I could barely sleep, and I was panicking 24 hours a day- even in school, which was horrible- for, like, 4 days.
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Bye, Snow!
That sounds awesome, Adra! *grins*
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Whenever I get really sad or something happens I wrote a scene with my character feeling the same thing...
One time I wrote 65 pages in a day- I didn't even eat.
And of course it is I thought of it
*runs around* IDEAS PLEASE I NEEDS TO WRITE
OHMYGOSH, I'M THE SAME!!!! Once I get into my writing, I'll write right through meals and sleep and not even notice! In fact, when I was, like, 6 years old (literally- 6 or 7, so my average bedtime was 7, never much later than that) I was so inspired by how much excitement I was feeling on Christmas Eve that I wanted to write a story to try and capture the emotion. My dad walked into my room around 12:30 am and I was still writing furiously. I had no idea how late it was, and I was not tired at all. XD
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Write your POV for that time you kissed Trip! The time it wasn't a dare, of course. You could write both, though. Both is good. :)
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Right???
Right I have to go ONE HOUR
Part 2 is up! Wooo! Bye Adra!
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Bye Addy!!!
Death!!!!! *tacklehugs* I didn't know you were still here! Hi!
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I shouldn't be... *Grins* I'm a rebel!
*laughs* Of course you are!
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shh!!
i shouldn't be on, in english!!
about to write a story from the point of view of a storm, passing across the land
Ooh, that sounds cool, Snow!
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I'm in Indo!!! Evil teachers... *Hugs Ari back*
reerrrererre
^
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That was Warzy... I think he was bored and tried to say hi!
Hi WarZone!
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Warzy: Wassup?
Death: *Rolls eyes*
I love Abigail Adams so much...
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i am in a good mood, seeing as i just presented a play infront if my class a play i wrote myself
W: Cool
D: *Hugs* Epic bro!
Congrats, Snow! That's awesome!
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:D thanks guys *huggles deathy and ari*
*looks at warzy* do i know you????
W: Nope. Don't know you... At least I don't think so...
D: He was the one who put Teletubbies in me cage...
then i dont know him...
*shrugs* the names Snow Stormberg
W: hi, how r u?
good :P
W: *Is doing homework* Sorry... Indo work is annoying... Not here...
D: Righteous....
just a question, what is indo????
Indonesian. It's the language like people learnin' French or Spanish or Kligon
*nods*
i learn japanese.... i am really good at it.
Watashi Wa Kame Desu
Waaaaah? Deathy does not compute...
i am a turtle
wbd
Ari... You there???
Tesla?
Yep! Sorry, just poofed to get some water and put in the next John Adams disc.
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TESSIE!!!!!!!
doing short storys un english
*in
DAMMIT! The day I'm away at my friends house, he posts *facepalm*
Ooh, Madam Mist looks awesome :)
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I still smile, kind of incredulous, when people call me Tesla, or Miss Tesla... That one sometimes give me chills... And I still debate whether or not I should have taken the name to begin with, because he was such a great man, and I can never live up to that... I feel like it must be arrogant of me to take his name, or if not arrogant that I must be staining it because he was so exceptional, and I am really not at all compared to him... But I took it because he means so much to me and has shaped my life so much, and once I thought of the name I couldn't bring myself to not take it.
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Wbd, posting on my blog and writing a script for the school play
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Ari, I think Tesla would be honoured that someone cared enough to share his name. Maybe you're not an amazing inventor, but you're only a teenager. You've got your whole life to do exceptional things :)
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:D
saph, i just wrote a script and preformed it!
Tesla was inventing alternating current at my age... *smiles warily* There's no way I can ever get to his level in inventing. But that won't stop me from trying.
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*grins at ari*
thats the spirit!!
And I want to do more than just inventing- I'm aspiring to do a bunch of things very well rather than one thing better than anyone ever has. I know he'd feel flattered that somebody looked up to him so much- it's one of the reasons why I wish so much that somehow I could go back in time and talk to him, just for two minutes... But I still feel that nagging unworthiness, whether or not it's applicable.
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*Hugs Ari tightly* Don't you dare think that name is above you! You're freaking amazing! Tesla is nothing, NOTHING compared to you!
Soring through the sky, Storm saw a clear, blue sky ahead, and new, yet again, it was her time to shine.
She slowed down in the middle of the huge clearing, a dark mass. Before she got frightened and stopped herself, she let the rain fall, let the icy cold water go.
And that’s when she saw it.
The small, white, fluffy cloud that was passing beneath. And, before she could stop it, the flashback took hold.
Floating through the sky, Cloud was as happy as can be. She flipped and sawed, a fluffy fog in the sky that the humans looked up to and admired.
She remembered the feeling of freedom, the utter peace at being free.
And then she remembered the day the storm cloud had come.
It had been exiting at first, seeing someone new. But then he started raining, breaking then sunshine. And then, when cloud protested, he had rained on her.
And slowly, oh, so slowly, she began to change, to become just like him.
The next thing she new, she was a storm cloud, and her name had been changed to Storm. This is what she hated, her life being change un-willingly. So she stopped the rain before it hit the small, innocent cloud beneath her, and she continued on, hating her life and her curse.
what do you think of my story??
*Cheers* Go Snowy!
:P
thanks deathy *huggles*
Hi everyone! *tackleglomps* Snow, I love it :D I also like your surname.
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thanks saph!! *is tackleglomed*
oh my god.
OH. MY. GOD.
THAT. IS. AMAZING.
BEST BACK COVER EVERRRR
anyway
HEY GUYS
JUBJUB!!! *tacklehuggles*
I know, right?????
I am back
And I wrote the story lol
Jubab; I know! Madam Mist looks awesome!
I got quite a few weird looks this morning. I was on the train with a Dalek cupcake and everyone stared at me XD
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ADRA!!! *huggles*!!
h god Aretha is probs writing a speech
SNOW! PSST I LOVE YOUR SURNAME
Hey again Adra :)
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ADRA!!!! SNOW!!!!! SAPH!!!!!!!!! *Supermegatacklehugsofdoom*
HAI
GAH IT'S SO AMAZIINGGG
wbd
ohmygosh no stop it's hurting me to hear you say that... He was freaking amazing... Darn it, I'm crying now... You know, he spent his entire life inventing just because he saw opportunities to make the world better through it. When he was elementary age, his father told him he couldn't continue his schooling, and he fell into depression, refusing to eat, and became deathly ill, because he knew he wanted to dedicate his life to inventing and he couldn't bear living if he couldn't follow his dreams. Such was the strength of his conviction. He did the same thing a few years later, for the same reason. He worked so hard in high school he literally forgot to eat and sleep most of the time, and eventually his teachers became so concerned they wrote his parents letters saying they were worried about him.
He came to America with plans for alternating current (which his professors and entire class had laughed at him for suggesting, because it was supposedly impossible), went to work for Edison who had been a hero of sorts to him, and figured out Edison was a cheat and only skilled at business and stealing credit, so he quit his job with Edison's company. He couldn't find another job, so he dug ditches. He always did everything he had to to get by, and he worked hard and diligently all his life. He never cared about anything but helping the world as much as he could. He didn't want fame, or money, or prestige. He wanted to invent. He wanted to harness the endless energy he saw in the universe, and on our planet. He dedicated his whole life to helping everyone but himself, and he invented too many things for me to list here, and then he died friendless and penniless, with his name marred in the public eye because they all thought he was insane, living in a hotel room because he couldn't afford a house. He's the reason I grew up wanting to help people. All his life, he did so much for people who he never even knew, and who never knew him, and his inventions are still the pillars of our society, and he was so alone that whole time, because he didn't care what happened to him as long as he could help the world...
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Heya Jubi, Saph
And I just wrote a Tadra OMG laughing so hard right now
There it is!
Wow Ari
that's a lot...
oh new page!
Aretha; He was an amazing man.
Adra; Tadra? Where?!
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Darn it, I'm full out crying now...
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Is this about Nikola Tesla??
Oh, Ari... *hugs*
Okay, maybe you haven't invented alternating current, but you're just as selfless as him.
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Jubi, yup. Ari feels a bit bad for using his name.
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I could go on, Adra. I know so much about him. His childhood stories, everywhere he worked, who he was friends with, everything he accomplished, the way others perceived him... I know so, so, so much- I had to work really hard, actually, to stop myself from writing it all down, because I would go on for hours... I could talk about him for weeks... I can't even describe how much I love and admire that man...
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Aw why??? Tesla was an AMAZING scientist...!
back!!
had to poof!!
and now i have to go!!!!!!!!!
:(
BYEEE!! *huggles all*
i will be back later!!
Yeah, Jubi, it's about Nikola Tesla. Sorry for the whole rant... *smiles weakly* I just wrote a bit about how sometimes I feel bad for using his name because he was so amazing and compared to him I'm really, really not, and then Death said that compared to me he was nothing, and it just triggered a bit of sadness/passion in me... Sorry... *attempts to stop crying* *fails* God, I'm sorry... I'm not even really sad, I just love him so much...
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Jubi; Ari thinks she doesn't deserve his name, even though she's amazing.
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WB SNOW!
Tadra on my computer, you squirrel :P
And true, Tesla is kickass.
FFS. Right. I will dedicate to... Home. Recently I have been doing things that are inside of homes- appliances, furniture but I haven't yet done home itself. And I'd just like to say that Blogland is my home and you all are my huge ass crazy family- but I love you. Even though you aren't my blood relatives, just because you're blood doesn't mean you're family and you all just make me push myself harder and harder to be better. Every day.
So, I'm going to a new school this year. I probably wouldn't have done it if you all hadn't taught you that things will come back to you eventually. Some people don't... But that's life, isn't it?
But yeah. I'm taking ten classes in school this year. Two english, two science, two history, one health, one maths, one religion, and one language.
Really you guys. I love you all. And I'm going to really need you all if I don't want to get run over by school this year... *grumbles*
But yes.
Thank you.
*raises glass*
To you!
HEAR HEAR
Oh, good Lord, I would never feel bad for using his name because I think it's not good enough! Heavens, no! Never! Ever! Darn it, I'm going to cry a little more now... Oops...
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Ari, we understand. Tesla's something you're really passionate about; we all have something we're really passionate about. It comes with being a fangirl :) *hugs*
Bye Snow!! :(
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Goodbye Snow! *hugs*
What?? Whyyy??? Ariii, Tesla was amazing and so are you!
That's a lovely ded Adra :) And so true.
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