kibou
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One Thousand Birds
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izayoiix
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I forget if I asked you this, but have you heard of/read/watched D.Gray-Man?
kibou
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i read up to the 11th volume a long time ago im gonna reread it tho
izayoiix
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I've seen the whole anime but am in the process of reading the manga. I have the first six volumes. I'm planning on buying the rest once I finally remember to pull up Amazon and ask my mom to make sure I get the shipping information right x3
I got so bored I'm making a sort of rewrite of the series with an OC being Allen's best friend x3
kibou
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ooooh cool
izayoiix
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I'm going to need a beta. I want to make this as perfect as possible. lolI'm using the manga to keep the story on track, but I finished the prologue this morning and I used the anime for that. lol
You wanna read it?
kibou
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sure, but i havent read dgm in forever so i dont think id be able to correct anything story-wise 
izayoiix
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lol Yeah the prologue is just Allen is a young boy when Mana died.
It's a bit long. In WordPad it's just over 5 pages x3.
It's a bit long. In WordPad it's just over 5 pages x3.
She gasped, hiding behind the nearest building, watching as the young boy cried. She'd seen the carriage just as it hit the man, but there wasn't anything she could do, and she knew that.
Feeling her own tears build up in her eyes, the little girl felt a sob escape her throat. She'd seen the two before. The little boy following the older man, like he was his father.
She knew he wasn't, she'd seen the man without the boy before, but she was glad the obviously abandoned boy had found someone to love and take care of him. She wished someone could have taken her in like that. Cared for her. Loved her. But sadly, she knew not everyone had as kind a heart as the man who lay dying in the middle of the road.
"Mana? Mana? Mana! Mana!"
Mana...So that was the mans name, she thought. She watched as the boy grip the man, trying to keep him awake.
"Allen." Mana spoke, his voice hoarse. "Listen Allen. No matter what happens......" he worked to continue. "Never stop....Through adversity..."
"No Mana! You can't die..." the boy tried to protest.
"Through it all...Keep on walking!"
"Don't die and leave me alone!" the boys cry tore at her heart, causing another sob to escape her.
Maybe...Maybe she could stay....So they wouldn't be lonely...
"Keep on walking! Allen. Live your life, until the end." the man said, his voice getting fainter.
Watching as he started to fall from his slightly lifted position, she knew that he had passed. He was dead now.
"Ma-Mana?" the boy whispered brokenly. "It can't be..." he continued, hugging the mans body.
He was quiet for a moment before she watched the pain set in. It was then that she decided. She would stay by this boy, this Allen. She wouldn't him be as lonely by himself as she had been when she lost the only people that mattered to her. She would be there for him, even if no one else was.
"It can't be! Don't die!" he screamed. "I don't want you to die!"
It was dark. Dark and cold, she thought bitterly, hugging herself for more warmth. The sky was a dark reddish black, and even though it was fairly late, the silence was eerie. A very scary type of eerie, and she didn't care for it.
Allen was sitting in front of the grave, named 'Mana Walker'. She frowned, watching the boy sadly. His head was downcast, and from what she could see, his eyes were blank. That worried her.
She thought about going to him now, and made to stand up, when she heard the voice.
"Good evening."
At the voice, she saw Allen lift his head, and she followed his example, her eyes widening at the...the...the creature before her. It definitely wasn't human.
With it's large figure, sickly gray skin, scary grin, stretching it's face, and those strange long pointed ears. It's eyes, hidden by a pair of glasses, the strange top hat, and large coat. She could only wonder how it survived in the world. It's voice sounded male, but she couldn't tell what he was. He wasn't human.
As he crouched down behind Mana's grave, eyes focused on Allen, she froze, shivering slightly as his words reached her ears.
"Shall I call Mana Walker back for you?"
It was then that she realized what he was. Demon.
In his grief, all Allen could do was stare, confused, listening as the demon continued to speak. "In order to do that, I need your co-operation." the demon moved so he was leaning closer to Allen, the circular glasses shining, covering his eyes. "Your connection to Mana through your calling voice."
"...Mana..."
She frowned, feeling her heart twist as she listened. Allen was still so deep in grief, all he could whisper was his fathers name.
At the boys whisper, the demon moved so he was standing straight, an arm raised towards the sky. Not wanting to be seen, she moved farther behind the small tree, trying to remain hidden.
"That's right. I can bring Mana back from the place you hate."
Lies! she thought, cursing the demon. She knew he couldn't bring anyone back from the dead. She knew of demons, making promises to those who were deep in grief. She knew of how they would offer anything before they stole from you. Most likely your soul or body.
"Mana could....Mana could come back?"
Her anger crashed as she realized sadly that Allen would probably give in. He would deal with the demon, because he was so lost in grief that he would do anything as long as his father could come back.
At the soft spoken words, she watched amazed and slightly scared as she the demon seemingly danced up into the air, before waving his hand, causing a dark tinted purplish pink glow to surround his hand before shooting to the ground. Warily, she saw the frame grow, holding a human skeleton. Eyes wide with fear, she watched as Allen stood, turning to stare at the form.
"Yes, your loved one's soul can called back."
Stepping back, her hands went to cover her mouth, she watched as Allen stepped forward, towards the skeleton, seeming hesitant before finally giving in.
"MANA!!!!"
Gasping at the light that shot down, she watched, scared, as something hit the skeleton. She couldn't see for sure what had happened, but she doubted it was good. The demon was laughing as something red seemed to write something on the skull, lighting it up.
"Mana..." she heard Allen let out a happy sigh, thinking his father was back.
"All...en." the skeleton called, the voice hoarse.
"Mana!" Allen responded, moving forward and reaching for what he thought was his father.
"How dare you." it said before surging forward. "How dare you turn me into an Akuma!"
Startled, Allen stepped back, eyes wide, not understanding.
"I curse you! Allen!" it shouted, raising what should be an arm, though it looked like a blade.
She didn't like where this was going. Something bad was going to happen, she knew it. She knew she should leave, get away before she was noticed, but she couldn't bring herself to leave the lost little boy alone...
She held back a scream, stuffing her hands into her mouth as the form moved away from the structure that previously held it, slicing down Allen's left eye. She watched him stumble back, holding a hand against his bleeding eye, trying to stop the pain he suddenly felt.
Startled she watched as Allen was grabbed by part of the skeleton. He was brought closer, forced to listen to, what she could assume to be Mana's spirit, yell at him. "How could you turn me into an Akuma?!" he yelled, shaking the small boy.
"Allen-kun," she heard the demon speak, bringing her attention back to it. "You've already become mine. Now Mana Walker, please kill him and wear him."
Taking another step back, her eyes wide, her face pale, she fell, landing on her bottom, watching, horrified as the skeleton continued to curse Allen.
"I curse you! Allen!"
She watched as Allen remained still, feeling so scared and useless, when the bright green light appeared from where Allen's body was trapped.
She gasped when a giant claw emerged, slashing at what was left of Mana, sending him flying into the tree where she was hiding behind. Eyes wide, she listened to Mana scream, as she stared at Allen, laying face down on the ground, staring at the large claw.
Faintly, she heard the demon laugh before the claw started to move, running towards her and Mana. She could hear Allen cry, pleading with the claw that was dragging him to stop, to leave Mana alone. Heard him plead for Mana to run. He didn't want to lose his father again.
It was when the claw rose to strike Mana again that he spoke. "Allen, I love you." he said. "Destroy me please. Destroy me, Allen." he said.
The claw started to drop and she stuffed her hands in her mouth before she let out a scream when she saw Mana turn and she jumped when she realized. He was looking at her. Starting to breathe harder, she felt the tears pool in her eyes as the claw slice through him, causing him to scream.
It was later, much later. Allen was frozen in his spot, staring at the ashes of what used to be Mana, while she was scared stiff from her place on the ground behind the tree. It was all she could do. She could do anything else.
But that was when she heard the heavy footsteps. "Souls within an Akuma have no freedom." she heard a man spoke.
Looking up, she could see a tall man with long red hair. His back was to her, so she couldn't see his face, but he was wearing a long black coat with gold trim, along with a matching hat. Though there was something strange on his hat. It was....a large round gold ball? With wings and a tail?
"It is restrained for eternity, becoming the Millennium Earl's toy." the strange man continued. Silently, she watched him approach Allen, who remained still, not speaking a word. Crouching down beside the now white haired boy, he continued. "There is no way to save; except destroy. So you're a human born with an Anti-Akuma weapon eh?"
She blinked confused. Akuma meant demon, she understood that, but what did he mean Allen was born with an anti demon weapon?
"That's an unfortunate fate." the man continued, obviously not caring about the boy's grief. "It seems you are yet another apostle chosen by God."
She made to move closer when she saw his arm lift, but calmed slightly when she saw he was only placing his hand on Allen's shoulder, causing the boy to turn towards the man speaking.
"Won't you become an Exorcist?"
She froze at the word. Exorcist....It sounded so familiar....Maybe it was why her parents had fled...?
"How about you?" she heard the man ask, and her head snapped up, her eyes widening in shock when she realized he was now talking to her.
The man was now standing, a hesitant Allen beside him. He looked up at the man before glancing back at her and now she could see what had happened to his eye. There seemed to be a red target in his eye. At the sight, she gasped, before taking a hesitant step forward.
At her movement, Allen tensed, already planning on taking a step back. Seeing that he thought she was scared, she started to run, reaching them and grabbing him in a hug, feeling tears start to fall, landing on Allen's shoulder.
Pulling back after a moment she looked at his face. "A-are you okay...?" she asked softly, confusing the boy. He nodded after a few moments, though his movements were hesitant.
"Well?" the red haired man asked, drawing her attention. "Will you come as well?" he asked.
Slowly she nodded, remembering what she had promised herself. She wouldn't leave Allen alone. She planned on keeping that promise.
"What's your name?" the man asked, staring down at her.
Taking a deep breath, she looked up at him, her gaze not faltering.
"Yua." she said. "Muzai Yua."[/spoiler]
Feeling her own tears build up in her eyes, the little girl felt a sob escape her throat. She'd seen the two before. The little boy following the older man, like he was his father.
She knew he wasn't, she'd seen the man without the boy before, but she was glad the obviously abandoned boy had found someone to love and take care of him. She wished someone could have taken her in like that. Cared for her. Loved her. But sadly, she knew not everyone had as kind a heart as the man who lay dying in the middle of the road.
"Mana? Mana? Mana! Mana!"
Mana...So that was the mans name, she thought. She watched as the boy grip the man, trying to keep him awake.
"Allen." Mana spoke, his voice hoarse. "Listen Allen. No matter what happens......" he worked to continue. "Never stop....Through adversity..."
"No Mana! You can't die..." the boy tried to protest.
"Through it all...Keep on walking!"
"Don't die and leave me alone!" the boys cry tore at her heart, causing another sob to escape her.
Maybe...Maybe she could stay....So they wouldn't be lonely...
"Keep on walking! Allen. Live your life, until the end." the man said, his voice getting fainter.
Watching as he started to fall from his slightly lifted position, she knew that he had passed. He was dead now.
"Ma-Mana?" the boy whispered brokenly. "It can't be..." he continued, hugging the mans body.
He was quiet for a moment before she watched the pain set in. It was then that she decided. She would stay by this boy, this Allen. She wouldn't him be as lonely by himself as she had been when she lost the only people that mattered to her. She would be there for him, even if no one else was.
"It can't be! Don't die!" he screamed. "I don't want you to die!"
*~*~*~*~*
It was dark. Dark and cold, she thought bitterly, hugging herself for more warmth. The sky was a dark reddish black, and even though it was fairly late, the silence was eerie. A very scary type of eerie, and she didn't care for it.
Allen was sitting in front of the grave, named 'Mana Walker'. She frowned, watching the boy sadly. His head was downcast, and from what she could see, his eyes were blank. That worried her.
She thought about going to him now, and made to stand up, when she heard the voice.
"Good evening."
At the voice, she saw Allen lift his head, and she followed his example, her eyes widening at the...the...the creature before her. It definitely wasn't human.
With it's large figure, sickly gray skin, scary grin, stretching it's face, and those strange long pointed ears. It's eyes, hidden by a pair of glasses, the strange top hat, and large coat. She could only wonder how it survived in the world. It's voice sounded male, but she couldn't tell what he was. He wasn't human.
As he crouched down behind Mana's grave, eyes focused on Allen, she froze, shivering slightly as his words reached her ears.
"Shall I call Mana Walker back for you?"
It was then that she realized what he was. Demon.
In his grief, all Allen could do was stare, confused, listening as the demon continued to speak. "In order to do that, I need your co-operation." the demon moved so he was leaning closer to Allen, the circular glasses shining, covering his eyes. "Your connection to Mana through your calling voice."
"...Mana..."
She frowned, feeling her heart twist as she listened. Allen was still so deep in grief, all he could whisper was his fathers name.
At the boys whisper, the demon moved so he was standing straight, an arm raised towards the sky. Not wanting to be seen, she moved farther behind the small tree, trying to remain hidden.
"That's right. I can bring Mana back from the place you hate."
Lies! she thought, cursing the demon. She knew he couldn't bring anyone back from the dead. She knew of demons, making promises to those who were deep in grief. She knew of how they would offer anything before they stole from you. Most likely your soul or body.
"Mana could....Mana could come back?"
Her anger crashed as she realized sadly that Allen would probably give in. He would deal with the demon, because he was so lost in grief that he would do anything as long as his father could come back.
At the soft spoken words, she watched amazed and slightly scared as she the demon seemingly danced up into the air, before waving his hand, causing a dark tinted purplish pink glow to surround his hand before shooting to the ground. Warily, she saw the frame grow, holding a human skeleton. Eyes wide with fear, she watched as Allen stood, turning to stare at the form.
"Yes, your loved one's soul can called back."
Stepping back, her hands went to cover her mouth, she watched as Allen stepped forward, towards the skeleton, seeming hesitant before finally giving in.
"MANA!!!!"
Gasping at the light that shot down, she watched, scared, as something hit the skeleton. She couldn't see for sure what had happened, but she doubted it was good. The demon was laughing as something red seemed to write something on the skull, lighting it up.
"Mana..." she heard Allen let out a happy sigh, thinking his father was back.
"All...en." the skeleton called, the voice hoarse.
"Mana!" Allen responded, moving forward and reaching for what he thought was his father.
"How dare you." it said before surging forward. "How dare you turn me into an Akuma!"
Startled, Allen stepped back, eyes wide, not understanding.
"I curse you! Allen!" it shouted, raising what should be an arm, though it looked like a blade.
She didn't like where this was going. Something bad was going to happen, she knew it. She knew she should leave, get away before she was noticed, but she couldn't bring herself to leave the lost little boy alone...
She held back a scream, stuffing her hands into her mouth as the form moved away from the structure that previously held it, slicing down Allen's left eye. She watched him stumble back, holding a hand against his bleeding eye, trying to stop the pain he suddenly felt.
Startled she watched as Allen was grabbed by part of the skeleton. He was brought closer, forced to listen to, what she could assume to be Mana's spirit, yell at him. "How could you turn me into an Akuma?!" he yelled, shaking the small boy.
"Allen-kun," she heard the demon speak, bringing her attention back to it. "You've already become mine. Now Mana Walker, please kill him and wear him."
Taking another step back, her eyes wide, her face pale, she fell, landing on her bottom, watching, horrified as the skeleton continued to curse Allen.
"I curse you! Allen!"
She watched as Allen remained still, feeling so scared and useless, when the bright green light appeared from where Allen's body was trapped.
She gasped when a giant claw emerged, slashing at what was left of Mana, sending him flying into the tree where she was hiding behind. Eyes wide, she listened to Mana scream, as she stared at Allen, laying face down on the ground, staring at the large claw.
Faintly, she heard the demon laugh before the claw started to move, running towards her and Mana. She could hear Allen cry, pleading with the claw that was dragging him to stop, to leave Mana alone. Heard him plead for Mana to run. He didn't want to lose his father again.
It was when the claw rose to strike Mana again that he spoke. "Allen, I love you." he said. "Destroy me please. Destroy me, Allen." he said.
The claw started to drop and she stuffed her hands in her mouth before she let out a scream when she saw Mana turn and she jumped when she realized. He was looking at her. Starting to breathe harder, she felt the tears pool in her eyes as the claw slice through him, causing him to scream.
*~*~*~*~*
It was later, much later. Allen was frozen in his spot, staring at the ashes of what used to be Mana, while she was scared stiff from her place on the ground behind the tree. It was all she could do. She could do anything else.
But that was when she heard the heavy footsteps. "Souls within an Akuma have no freedom." she heard a man spoke.
Looking up, she could see a tall man with long red hair. His back was to her, so she couldn't see his face, but he was wearing a long black coat with gold trim, along with a matching hat. Though there was something strange on his hat. It was....a large round gold ball? With wings and a tail?
"It is restrained for eternity, becoming the Millennium Earl's toy." the strange man continued. Silently, she watched him approach Allen, who remained still, not speaking a word. Crouching down beside the now white haired boy, he continued. "There is no way to save; except destroy. So you're a human born with an Anti-Akuma weapon eh?"
She blinked confused. Akuma meant demon, she understood that, but what did he mean Allen was born with an anti demon weapon?
"That's an unfortunate fate." the man continued, obviously not caring about the boy's grief. "It seems you are yet another apostle chosen by God."
She made to move closer when she saw his arm lift, but calmed slightly when she saw he was only placing his hand on Allen's shoulder, causing the boy to turn towards the man speaking.
"Won't you become an Exorcist?"
She froze at the word. Exorcist....It sounded so familiar....Maybe it was why her parents had fled...?
"How about you?" she heard the man ask, and her head snapped up, her eyes widening in shock when she realized he was now talking to her.
The man was now standing, a hesitant Allen beside him. He looked up at the man before glancing back at her and now she could see what had happened to his eye. There seemed to be a red target in his eye. At the sight, she gasped, before taking a hesitant step forward.
At her movement, Allen tensed, already planning on taking a step back. Seeing that he thought she was scared, she started to run, reaching them and grabbing him in a hug, feeling tears start to fall, landing on Allen's shoulder.
Pulling back after a moment she looked at his face. "A-are you okay...?" she asked softly, confusing the boy. He nodded after a few moments, though his movements were hesitant.
"Well?" the red haired man asked, drawing her attention. "Will you come as well?" he asked.
Slowly she nodded, remembering what she had promised herself. She wouldn't leave Allen alone. She planned on keeping that promise.
"What's your name?" the man asked, staring down at her.
Taking a deep breath, she looked up at him, her gaze not faltering.
"Yua." she said. "Muzai Yua."[/spoiler]
kibou
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i like it :0
your writings good
your writings good
izayoiix
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Thanks!I had two ideas for two OCs and I think I like this idea the best, since it's easier to come up with a way to integrate her into the story. The other OC was American while this one is Japanese. lol
kibou
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yeah that mightve been harder eheh
izayoiix
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Well I had an idea for it, that was my first idea. The whole thing was that she had amnesia after her whole family and village was slaughtered by Akuma. Cross and Allen found her covered in blood and Cross took her on as another apprentice. I didn't have everything mapped out yet for it.
But I'm looking forward to when Allen first gets to the Black Order when Kanda attacks him! :{D
This OC has two wakizashi blades, two pieces of innocence connected to her, and she's going to 'sense' Kanda coming and is going to react after shoving Allen out of the way. I'm looking forward to writing that! x3
But I'm looking forward to when Allen first gets to the Black Order when Kanda attacks him! :{D
This OC has two wakizashi blades, two pieces of innocence connected to her, and she's going to 'sense' Kanda coming and is going to react after shoving Allen out of the way. I'm looking forward to writing that! x3
kibou
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eheh people fighting is fun to write yeah
izayoiix
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I'm just looking forward to it! I have this image in my mind of her kinda crouched and holding both small blades against Kanda's katana, glaring at each other x3
Then Allen sitting on the ground pressed against the door, freaking out.
Though I imagine her to be a bit of a mix between Kanda, Lavi, Lenalee, and Allen. lol She'll get along with Kanda more than anyone else does but they still don't like each other lol
Then Allen sitting on the ground pressed against the door, freaking out.
Though I imagine her to be a bit of a mix between Kanda, Lavi, Lenalee, and Allen. lol She'll get along with Kanda more than anyone else does but they still don't like each other lol
kibou
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i kinda get what you mean yee
izayoiix
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Yep! I'm so looking forward to this. x3
kibou
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Pine
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(that's probably a play off of 'there's an app for that)
also hi i need to get on my laptop so i can properly ramble
So, like, I don't know if I ever even mentioned my second vacation (or whatever you want to call it) that happened consecutively right after my actual vacation.
Like, I just tagged along with my friend going to visit her grandpa and family (lasted a day longer than we thought because reasons), which I was almost completely sure my mom would never allow because of my birthday, but apparently she was okay with it!
SO in my time over there, I successfully fished for the first time in my life.
That was pretty fun when the fish didn't just stealthily steal the bait and I wasn't having to take the hook out... like, I did that maybe twice on my own, but for the other times I had some other chick do it for me because I couldn't stand it.
Then cleaning up the fish was a thing I helped with... and that was okay except for when it came to the crabs.
Like, the crabs were still alive, which is what bothered me the most, and we had to stick a knife in it and pop the top of it off all the while it was struggling and trying to pinch me and... all of it just broke my heart. ;w;
Scaling and gutting the other fish was kinda' gross, but at last they were already dead and there wasn't anything for me to guilt trip over.
Either way, I made the comment (because it was my friend and her dad that were doing this) that this was the sort of thing that a father would drag a new boyfriend out to do to see if they were suitable for their daughter, so I asked if I was son-in-law material and he said I was, so there's a plus. lol
(now just to be daughter-in-law material pfft)
BUT she had these three cousins who were ADORABLE and that was my first time ever interacting with kids that were so young like that (the oldest was eleven, the middle was six, then the youngest was three), but by the end of it, they were all saying how I was their second bff and they were telling me that I was really pretty and how they wished other people were as nice as me and it was just completely adorable and flattering and-
Like, their grandma they were staying with (they all practically live in a trailer park and I was basically a mobile blood bank for all the mosquitoes that attacked me because this was basically the border of Texas and Louisiana) was the sort that I would avoid under normal conditions... not that I really had a choice, but I mean, she was NICE.
I swear, though, I never caught her without a cigarette in her hand.
Then this guy, who I THINK was her son (actually, yeah, he had to be, because that was my friend's dad's brother and those kids were her cousins so-) was a bit more classy and was smoking a pipe on occasion, which btw looked pretty awesome when he was fishing, but anyway.
like, if you're gonna' smoke, it should be with a pipe
don't quote me on that
BUT ANYWAY they owned a blue macaw who was really prettyyyyyyy.
The girls would occasionally swarm it's cage and start singing that Barney "I Love You" song or w/e and the bird would bob it's head along with it.
I'm sure there's some way for me to upload the video here, but I'm too lazy to figure that out.
So, I tried to give them designated pirate names (like how on my Florida vacation I was the designated cabin boy, Jim Hawkins and I dubbed my friend Jack Sparrow because she could actually figure out how to use GPS), but they ended up wanting regular ones after I listed off my plethora of nicknames.
The oldest was dubbed D-why (or Dave, in my friend's case), the middle Israel, and the youngest was Natalie Fratalie.
New topic though.
The whole point of the trip was basically to visit my friend's grandma who now has Alzheimer's, so I went to the nursing home twice with them, and it was really depressing and hard for me to handle a few times.
She could only mumble most of the time, so people would just have to nod along and pretend like they could understand what she was saying.
The first time we went, they were playing a slideshow of a bunch of pictures and videos of the family... and it was easier to handle that time because they were joking and said they were going to quiz me on who each person was and their relation in the family and blah blah blah, which by the end, I could name a lot of the people off fairly easily.
The second time, though, we were just sitting around, her aunt and uncle weren't there, and it was harder because her dad was starting to get angry/emotional/etc. and was comparing her to one of those dolls on a shelf because when you pulled her toe and woke her up, she would just say some different, random thing and then fall right back asleep.
Sometimes you would know what she's trying to say, then she would be able to speak clearly and it wouldn't make sense, or kind of a mix of the two.
It was kind of upsetting when she looked at my friend and I and said how beautiful we both were, and it's like... she probably either thought I was also her granddaughter, if she could even comprehend that it was her family visiting... it was just really sad.
but anyway
Since I never talked about my Florida trip, I'll just sum it up with saying the ocean was completely swathed in algae, so the most fun I had was riding the rental bikes, so... I should be getting a bike at some point for college.
I need to go pick it out at some point, but idk what a good bike would be and if they would let me test that out in Wal-Mart or no.
ANYWAY one cool thing was that I got a henna tattoo of the Japanese characters for 'peace of mind', but I smeared a line of it and it's almost gone now, so that's a bit upsetting.
Idk, I might want to get an actual tattoo or two in the future now.
Like, I think some serpentine thing around my leg could be cool (haha lampreys anyone?), but if I'm going to spend money on something that permanent, I'm going to be thinking long and hard about what I'm going to get, and I don't really have any good ideas atm nor would I want to really get it right now.
Um... I think that about covers everything.
Oh, except for how I've started watching Supernatural (about to mooch of my friend's Netflix right now in fact hehe), my allergies are acting up and I feel p sick right now with throat things, someone tried to hack my e-mail but I booted them and changed the password (I haven't seen my one on one partner since the day before that happened so I'm pretty worried that they hacked her account and then tried to hack mine after that because I'm unhealthily obsessed with the role play I have going on with her), and my friend got me a Marilyn Manson t-shirt for my birthday haha. :'D
Like, as much as I love that man, there's a reason why I didn't have a t-shirt, but I'm not gonna' complain to my friend.
Apparently that shirt was the least disturbing of all the ones they had at Hot Topic (minus concert/album t-shirts, which tbh I would have rather had but again not complaining), and it would still scare little kiddies if I wore it, so...
:'DDDDDDDD
also hi i need to get on my laptop so i can properly ramble
So, like, I don't know if I ever even mentioned my second vacation (or whatever you want to call it) that happened consecutively right after my actual vacation.
Like, I just tagged along with my friend going to visit her grandpa and family (lasted a day longer than we thought because reasons), which I was almost completely sure my mom would never allow because of my birthday, but apparently she was okay with it!
SO in my time over there, I successfully fished for the first time in my life.
That was pretty fun when the fish didn't just stealthily steal the bait and I wasn't having to take the hook out... like, I did that maybe twice on my own, but for the other times I had some other chick do it for me because I couldn't stand it.
Then cleaning up the fish was a thing I helped with... and that was okay except for when it came to the crabs.
Like, the crabs were still alive, which is what bothered me the most, and we had to stick a knife in it and pop the top of it off all the while it was struggling and trying to pinch me and... all of it just broke my heart. ;w;
Scaling and gutting the other fish was kinda' gross, but at last they were already dead and there wasn't anything for me to guilt trip over.
Either way, I made the comment (because it was my friend and her dad that were doing this) that this was the sort of thing that a father would drag a new boyfriend out to do to see if they were suitable for their daughter, so I asked if I was son-in-law material and he said I was, so there's a plus. lol
(now just to be daughter-in-law material pfft)
BUT she had these three cousins who were ADORABLE and that was my first time ever interacting with kids that were so young like that (the oldest was eleven, the middle was six, then the youngest was three), but by the end of it, they were all saying how I was their second bff and they were telling me that I was really pretty and how they wished other people were as nice as me and it was just completely adorable and flattering and-
Like, their grandma they were staying with (they all practically live in a trailer park and I was basically a mobile blood bank for all the mosquitoes that attacked me because this was basically the border of Texas and Louisiana) was the sort that I would avoid under normal conditions... not that I really had a choice, but I mean, she was NICE.
I swear, though, I never caught her without a cigarette in her hand.
Then this guy, who I THINK was her son (actually, yeah, he had to be, because that was my friend's dad's brother and those kids were her cousins so-) was a bit more classy and was smoking a pipe on occasion, which btw looked pretty awesome when he was fishing, but anyway.
like, if you're gonna' smoke, it should be with a pipe
don't quote me on that
BUT ANYWAY they owned a blue macaw who was really prettyyyyyyy.
The girls would occasionally swarm it's cage and start singing that Barney "I Love You" song or w/e and the bird would bob it's head along with it.
I'm sure there's some way for me to upload the video here, but I'm too lazy to figure that out.
So, I tried to give them designated pirate names (like how on my Florida vacation I was the designated cabin boy, Jim Hawkins and I dubbed my friend Jack Sparrow because she could actually figure out how to use GPS), but they ended up wanting regular ones after I listed off my plethora of nicknames.
The oldest was dubbed D-why (or Dave, in my friend's case), the middle Israel, and the youngest was Natalie Fratalie.
New topic though.
The whole point of the trip was basically to visit my friend's grandma who now has Alzheimer's, so I went to the nursing home twice with them, and it was really depressing and hard for me to handle a few times.
She could only mumble most of the time, so people would just have to nod along and pretend like they could understand what she was saying.
The first time we went, they were playing a slideshow of a bunch of pictures and videos of the family... and it was easier to handle that time because they were joking and said they were going to quiz me on who each person was and their relation in the family and blah blah blah, which by the end, I could name a lot of the people off fairly easily.
The second time, though, we were just sitting around, her aunt and uncle weren't there, and it was harder because her dad was starting to get angry/emotional/etc. and was comparing her to one of those dolls on a shelf because when you pulled her toe and woke her up, she would just say some different, random thing and then fall right back asleep.
Sometimes you would know what she's trying to say, then she would be able to speak clearly and it wouldn't make sense, or kind of a mix of the two.
It was kind of upsetting when she looked at my friend and I and said how beautiful we both were, and it's like... she probably either thought I was also her granddaughter, if she could even comprehend that it was her family visiting... it was just really sad.
but anyway
Since I never talked about my Florida trip, I'll just sum it up with saying the ocean was completely swathed in algae, so the most fun I had was riding the rental bikes, so... I should be getting a bike at some point for college.
I need to go pick it out at some point, but idk what a good bike would be and if they would let me test that out in Wal-Mart or no.
ANYWAY one cool thing was that I got a henna tattoo of the Japanese characters for 'peace of mind', but I smeared a line of it and it's almost gone now, so that's a bit upsetting.
Idk, I might want to get an actual tattoo or two in the future now.
Like, I think some serpentine thing around my leg could be cool (haha lampreys anyone?), but if I'm going to spend money on something that permanent, I'm going to be thinking long and hard about what I'm going to get, and I don't really have any good ideas atm nor would I want to really get it right now.
Um... I think that about covers everything.
Oh, except for how I've started watching Supernatural (about to mooch of my friend's Netflix right now in fact hehe), my allergies are acting up and I feel p sick right now with throat things, someone tried to hack my e-mail but I booted them and changed the password (I haven't seen my one on one partner since the day before that happened so I'm pretty worried that they hacked her account and then tried to hack mine after that because I'm unhealthily obsessed with the role play I have going on with her), and my friend got me a Marilyn Manson t-shirt for my birthday haha. :'D
Like, as much as I love that man, there's a reason why I didn't have a t-shirt, but I'm not gonna' complain to my friend.
Apparently that shirt was the least disturbing of all the ones they had at Hot Topic (minus concert/album t-shirts, which tbh I would have rather had but again not complaining), and it would still scare little kiddies if I wore it, so...
:'DDDDDDDD
izayoiix
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lol DAYUM PINE! x3 So many letters! lol
Well glad you had so much fun! Sorry you feel sick!
And Ghost, YES it's a play off 'there's an app for that'. Just with D.Gray-Man. I got bored last night so I started looking up memes x3
If you must, just ignore these, but I just HAVE to post these somewhere.... x3
Well glad you had so much fun! Sorry you feel sick!
And Ghost, YES it's a play off 'there's an app for that'. Just with D.Gray-Man. I got bored last night so I started looking up memes x3
If you must, just ignore these, but I just HAVE to post these somewhere.... x3
Oh, and it's DALEK not Darlek
We want YOU!
Wayyyyyyy better
Not really going to post the actual image of this one....It could be considered bad....
https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7248/6922817352_ebbfb5b9ae.jpg
We want YOU!
Wayyyyyyy better
Not really going to post the actual image of this one....It could be considered bad....
https://c2.staticflickr.com/8/7248/6922817352_ebbfb5b9ae.jpg
Noah
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Pine, that post was really tl;dr.
Pine
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noah u lazy butt
izayoiix
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x3 And normally I'm the lazy one!
kibou
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shssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i hardly remember a thing about d.gray-man
pie, i read all of it but im too lazy to try to figure out a response, other than 'wow pie im glad it was mostly fun!'
pie, i read all of it but im too lazy to try to figure out a response, other than 'wow pie im glad it was mostly fun!'
izayoiix
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lol Ghost x3
Pine
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but you guys just know i'm worth it hehe
that's fine ghost w/e w/e
that's fine ghost w/e w/e