School is back in, and while my schedule is actually quite good to get some writing in, with my girlfriend back I've been spending most of my free time catching up with her. So Death and Justice keeps getting put on a backburner. I have the major images in my head written--the ones that got me to write this in the first place. Mainly filling in the spaces between these images. I3uster be warned, this will spoil what I know will be your favorite bit in this half of the story. The sound was sharp and quick, irritating, like taking two separate sounds of nails on ...
Okay. Imagine this. It was the 1990s and you're just another stupid kid in living in the Philippines. Your father is an OFW in the Middle East, working just to give you a decent life and decent luxuries. And because it was the Fifth Generation Era of Gaming that time, all sorts of gaming machines and consoles were coming out. You know the cool new graphics of Nintendo 64, but only know Sega Saturn by name and never seen one before. But of course, you know the coolest and most rad machine that every ...
It's that time of year again - exams loom on the horizon, and final assignment deadlines are even closer. This means, naturally, that I have less time to write (though, also naturally, I concentrate on writing about as much as I normally do). And for some odd reason, the calendar's screwy this year, because my exams continue until the last week of April, rather than ending mid-month. What this means, basically, is that my fic updates will be sporadic for the next little while - but when it's done, ...
Originally Posted by Stormedge The last three... no, four pages of this thread have been about an imaginary box of popcorn. I... honestly don't know what to say to that. This is possibly the entire internet age encapsulated in one post I just had to save this here that I might laugh endlessly.
Okay so I need to rant about today. You can ignore this if you want. First some context. I live in Mexico, Mexico city to be more accurate. You may or may not have heard about it. Everything you have heard about it, its the truth and a lie. Anyway, today is Monday, which according to every law on the universe is horrible, so I woke up late. No problem, my work has a flexible schedule, as long as I don't arrive too late, there's no problem. So, I get all my stuff ready, ...
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