Reminds me of 'Across Five Aprils', now that was the worst thing I've ever read 'cause it's the worst thing ever written. I should know I've read 'To Kill a Mockingbird'.
I like reading, however I hate to do work. And writing a bunch of unintelligible scribbles on a card we never use seems utterly pointless. That's my summer reading, off to ***** about it elsewhere.
Yeah. I'm reading something, I don't know what, but I'm gonna read it. Then I'm gonna write about it on note cards.
The man is the guy from my bad acid highs.
I'm a nerd. I don't think I have to tell any of you. I will anyways I'm a dude, however I'm about twice as girly as my sister.
I'm not too into poetry as I find it hard to understand. This one was good. I don't really know too much about style but I think it's done what it was supposed to as both a technical piece and an emotional one. It made me sad. At least I didn't cry though.
I went to a barmitzvah(However it's spelled) this Saturday. My dads friend from work invited all of us to it. I think it was a conservative synagogue and there was lots of singing. Oh well, my point is the thing lasted approximately three hours and a lot of it was talking about this kid Alex and how great he was. The funny part is the other week he bit a kid in school. You wanna know why? 'Cause he was sharing a book with some other kid and he was done with it so he turned it right. Other kid isn't finished tries to turn it back and the kids have a short argument the next thing you know he bites the other kid. This is what his dad said at least. Does anyone else think this is kinda funny?
This is the prologue to the story and the Entries are not chapters. I didn't wanna write more at the time so this is all I have. I've wanted to try the whole story of the week thing for a while so that's why it's here. Also I forgot earlier but there are references to my other fanfic, it's not too important though, you don't need to know it to get the point. Reminiscence X died. He died fighting and killing Nemo the Unknown Organization‘s number one and foremost leader. The organization fell apart shortly after. The superiors staged an uprising and the top brass fell. The resulting power grab killed many, in what was known as the great war from then on. In this war many things happened. The heroes of the key blade were all but destroyed. The organization was lost forever to history it’s pages dry as the sands of time themselves. Even the very fabric of time and space was ruptured. They all knew not what lay ahead. They all fought fearlessly for their honor, ideals, loved ones, lives, and for the one thing that could secure all that Kingdom Hearts. Little did they know what lay beyond those pearl white doors, those stained glass windows. Had they any of them known they would have forsaken them and done all they could just to destroy them. Nothing happened to them many eyes were lain upon them, none survived. They were marked men, they were all marked for death. He knew however, the harbinger of their demise. He was the one that ended the war. It was he alone who held the flower of victory. He lay it upon the mass grave that was the fateful crossroad for all fighters valiant and strong. He left the field of battle stained in crimes, like the windows he used to look through. He changed his identity and appearance. He once again cast aside his old self. It wasn’t hard, he’d lived as an empty being since he remembered. It was long ago that he had a heart, even longer ago that he had a sense of feeling. It was his weak heart that he had to defeat, and defeat it he did with aid of darkness. From then the figure walked as empty as he’d ever been lurking amongst the shadows and brooding in the depths of self darkness. He’d built himself a city, it was torn down when he met a man. This man showed him the true darkness was not what he’d relied on but the very thing he’d shunned. His death had no meaning the first time, the second however, something survived, something greater than his life had ever shown him. It was the beginning for him and it was the end for another. The Keepers, they called themselves the Keepers of the Door. That’s what they did, they kept the door steeped in darkness, containing the light. This was what they did, however over the ages they faded they couldn’t keep their light they lost themselves in the crushing black. He didn’t however, the black was a comfort to him, he knew exactly what there was there. He understood the parameters of the deep shade, he could comfortably contemplate the eternity of himself in the absence of light. He was stirred, he was profoundly touched, the other being was nigh the same state, and naught but a stray traveler. The voyage of the dark cosmos came to an end the lights were seen. The Keepers had finally faded to nothing themselves. He was to be the same, nothingness surely would be a grand adventure. There was however that traveler, the sorrowful and regretting traveler. It was something impossible for a completely black being in this abyss of eternal night. But, so was thought… He wasn’t a dark being, he was a being of the darkness. He was brought forth from it and he’d dissolved back into it. No, he wasn’t over yet, he had somewhere inside him a bright light striving to breathe free. He hadn’t left himself he’d simply looked outside himself, and it was time he returned. It was time they all returned, and return they did. There were only a few and they never met. They knew what they were and that is all they had to know. It was enough for them just to believe they existed, that was enough. The war was over but that was just the calm before the storm. Entry 1 Nox It was a peaceful night, the stars shone brightly upon the newly born creature. It flinched in their radiance. The eyes had barely been finished when they opened for the first time upon the wide open field of stars. The poor creature had no tolerance for such light, not yet. It fled to the dark sanctuary of the surrounding forests. The land was soft from the rain and dawn was yet a long way off. Setting itself under the ancient root systems of a mighty tree, the figure of the creature was a dark silhouette, even in such deep black. The open eyes reflected no light they only drew it in examining and mapping it’s shadowy surroundings. That was enough, the light was too much, for now it would sit and wait. In the early hours of dawn the creature stirred itself once more. The off white hair of the being blended well with the porcelain white face and delicate features that had fixed themselves upon its face. The creature stood up and walked through the crisp autumn leaves with the wind at it’s back elegantly lifting the fine robes it dressed itself with. The light wasn’t too much now, he walked down the unbeaten pathways of the immense wood. This place was home, for now. Entry 2 Misxion It was done. He’d arrived on a small plain. There was nothing for several miles around. That would be a useful feature. For now the others hadn’t awakened and the time was of the essence. The dark flowing robes wouldn’t be of much use in such a temperate environment. His short grey hair barely exposed from under his hood hid his also dark grey eyes and most of his other features. This is the beginning of the operation. Success or failure three souls are doomed to die. Casting aside his robes and staring into the distance, he only had one thought on his mind. Hurry. Entry 3 Coixu Deep in the yet unknown regions of the world another was wakening. This one was born into a realm of darkness and light. The light was powerful, but he was more so. The light held no victory over this creature. From the depths of the jungles the creature walked out. The sunlight was bright and the being readily took it in. Clad like its brethren in the finest black shroud. This was the one last great adventure. A storm was coming, they knew it. The reason they were there, the true reason they had come back lay with it. He tossed back his hooded revealing his spiked black hair and lifeless ebony black eyes. The storm was coming and they were ready. This kinda stems from my poem under a similar name, however it's not necessary for comprehension or story purposes. You know, that's all I got. Hope it's good.
Great. I broke down and read it in spite of what I said before. I'm surprised you used the Heartbody(Heartless+Nobody (I call it that since I put them in Kingdom Hearts The Dark Realm: My Story a while back.)) A testament to your genius would have to be the boss battle. It was just like a strategy guide to an actual game. So far I'm impressed (not too hard but still a good thing) this is even better than usual. I've great expectations for this one.
Greetings and/or salutations.
I have trouble with days and names... What's going on? Is today whednesday? and What is the capital of vodka.
Teenage mutant ninja turtles... A bad acid trip... They have much in common... like pizza... I see them everyday... and... I like to quote them.
I bought it 'cause I liked the soundtrack, however the main reason the game (KH1 not 2) resonated with me was there wasn't a huge hype machine building among everyone else I knew. I know it's weird but the huge thing that got me was the atmosphere created by the game and the people around me when I played it. I also like the way I found it but that's another story.
Well. It is a poem... I don't write poems often. I can't make rhymes or rhythm so this is my own style... I guess.
I made it black 'cause I felt like it, actually. I'm glad you liked it. (See the gladness in my typing?) Although I think it's good it's hard to read makes a point. Like in that one part I can't quote. Yeah...
“I can’t see myself…†“I’m alone this time…†“I thought it was over… “You thought so too…†“There’s nothing left of him…†“Or is there…†“Black doesn’t show up on black…†“White doesn’t show up on white…†“It must be dark here…†“That place was light…†“Even when I saw it then…†“It made no sense…†“I am what’s left…†“No…†“How then…†“If I do not exist…†“If he does not exist…†“Then…†“The door is bright…†“I’ll be seen there…†“Do I want that…†“Or not…†“Wait…†“I think…†“Therefore…†“I am…†“He said that…†“You know don’t you…†“About the key…†“That will open the door…†“No…†“That’s not it…†“Who are you…†“Are you me…†“No…†“You’re not him either…†“Neither am I…†“So…†“He’s the one…†“Am I right…†“I could be…†“His way…†“He killed them…†“Was that so wrong…†“No…†“Is that so wrong…†“It wasn’t once…†“It wasn’t twice…†“Were they so wrong…†“I know…†“That’s where I have to go…†“But can I…†“Will it work….†“Itârk…†“Who knows…†“Maybe this is the start of a new journey…†“In itself…†“It’s enough to just believe…†“I believe…†“Do you…†I just kinda wrote this while I was having and still am having brain blocks on everything else. The original font made it look nicer. It made it look kinda like a fading Nobody when flipped on it's side... Oh well, can't have everything go your way. This may be foreshadowing, depending on whether I wanna do something with it or not. Well, that's about it.
That sounds made up. I've believed a lot of the strange things that he's said but this is weirder than the rest.
I use an internet translator. I like to use Chinese and Japanese better though. :0: :0: It's an alligator ._____. .____. .___. .__. It's supposed to be an alligator...
Se- Amazing. That was like I dunno what to say. You've got me speechless. I always have something to say... "til now. Whoa. That just makes me wanna know the rest. I think I'll wait and read it all at once. That usually works out for me.
I don't know either one. I have no affiliations with either side so I'm just not voting.
