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Twilight, a Commentary
This is probably going to be my last anti-Twilight posting in this journal because 1) I don't want this to turn into a Twilight-hater journal and 2) Twilight isn't something that should take up anyone's time for long periods of time due to various degrees of insanity that would undoubtly follow.
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"Hokage Village"
So I was searching for some fanfics on FFnet. A commercial announcement popped up beside the searches which had something to do with a new game called "Hokage Village." There was a picture of Kiba with a nail and hammer. He was also wearing a jumpsuit.
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On the Subject of Mary-Sues...
On the Subject of Mary-Sues (and How They Are Made)
If I were in an anime, my ultimate Goal in Life would probably be to become the best writer there is, dattebayo! After writing more and more these days, I understand more and more about the intricacy of good literature, and more and more about the reasons behind bad literature.
One of the issues is ( Read more... ) -
T39C, Epilogue
Epilogue: One Month Later . . .
Two men were trudging up the hills and slopes near a little place by Lake Tahoe in California, United States. Both were finely dressed with a tux and straight tie. One man was a bulky, dressed in all black, and the other, small figure had glasses combined with a hooked nose. Their names were Fiske Cahill and William ( Read more... ) -
T39C, chap. 10
Chapter Ten: Fire, the Ends and the Starts
“Do the honors, please.” He smiled at Amy, who smiled back.
Her hand reached in for the Clue.
. . .
Even before the ground started to shudder, shake, and break apart, Amy knew that something was wrong.
Though the hole was smaller than even her head, inside, littered underneath the Clue, ( Read more... ) -
T39C, chap. 9
Chapter Nine: Clue on Left Leg Animal; Please Seldom Enter
“Right”. That was the answer.
Amy’s hand reached out for the pentagon wheel and turned it halfway in a counter-clockwise motion. With a rumble and a squeaking groan, the wall started to move up.
No! The wall wasn’t moving up. They were moving down! The ground was ( Read more... ) -
T39C, chap. 8
Chapter Eight: Dead Ends and Trickery
It was eleven o’clock at night, according to what Ian’s phone had said. It seemed about right to Amy, too. She was a bit drowsy and tired from all the walk they had during the day, but she didn’t want to stop after what happened last time. To walk means to continue, to move forward, one step at the time, closer ( Read more... ) -
T39C, chap. 7
Chapter Seven: In the Memory of Isabel Kabra
Amy reached over to point the light at the ceiling. It was a trapdoor.
“Wires,” Ian said. He had stepped on the wires which had opened the trap doors. Definitely Janus. So, it was indeed the guy named Beckwourth who built the traps, as Ian had suspected. He felt both relieved and afraid. If ( Read more... ) -
T39C, chap. 6
Chapter Six: Snakes!
The dust cleared.
Amy stood up. Looking down in the dim light, she saw Ian’s figure lying motionless on the ground.
Is he dead? That thought came to her before she could block it. To her relief, the body was moving and slowly breathing.
“Ian, are you okay?” She shook his shoulder gently. There ( Read more... ) -
T39C, chap. 5
Chapter Five: Into the Cave
Ian was there, right in front of her. He could have killed her right away, but she didn’t move, couldn’t move.
He was glorious, she had always forgotten. Whenever he got close to her, her heart would pound and fly. His voice was beautiful. His eyes were hypnotizing. She would forget everything, including ( Read more... )