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 Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 1:36 pm
This is where you can post short stories, paragraphs, descriptions, dialogues... Stuff like that.
Go nuts. Really.
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2007 2:11 pm
I use these characters a lot. I love how different they are and how much I can do with them. Blue and I actually made them up based off of real people, but they're really very different from them by now.
I wrote this as part of a series of four, one for each season, but this one's my favourite right now. Who knows...that might change in a few months.
Anyway, here it is.
*Notes:
1. Seain = "shay-in"
2. Each character has a differnet "set" attributed to them. It's a bit of a long story, but basically each of them has a different elmental magic and it's attributes: a colour, a direction, and a season...
Rin = Earth, green, East, spring
Ron = Water, blue, South, summer
Tavis = Air, grey, North, winter
Seain = Fire, red, West, fall
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A small girl with red hair skidded across the ice on her stomach and landed with a soft thump in the snow bank on the other side of the frozen lake.
"What was that for?!" she yelled, pulling herself up out of the snow and fixing her orange and green striped hat over her braided pigtails. Her friends just laughed.
"Sorry, Rin!" a blonde boy called, clutching at his sides, bent double with laughter.
"It's not funny!" she said, stomping back to her hysterical friends and crossing her arms angrily.
"Sure it is," a tall, dark-haired boy said, brushing snow off her shoulder and tapping her on the nose with one finger teasingly. "And quit frowning. Being grumpy doesn’t suit you. Leave that to me or Ronny."
"Hey!" a brown-haired girl said, punching him playfully in the arm.
"I said, 'me or Ronny'!" the boy said, jumping out of the way as she flung some snow at him.
"Still!" Ron persisted. "I'm not that grumpy!"
"Yes you are," the blonde boy mumbled, tying his scarf tighter around his neck.
"Shut up, Tavis!" Ron said, throwing a snowball at him and grinning. The snowball hit him square in the face and he gasped, his eyes wide, as snow went all down the front of his coat. Ron laughed as he tried frantically to get the snow out, but she didn't see the tall boy sneaking up behind her with a clump of snow raised over her head. He brought it down and it crumbled over her.
"Ah!" she gasped. "I'm not even wearing a hat, Seain!" He just laughed.
"Oh, man," he said, panting from laughing so hard. "You totally had that coming!"
As Ron and Seain threw snow at each other, and Tavis stood around looking suddenly grumpy, Rin lay down in the bank and made a snow angel. She then tried catching snowflakes on her tongue, but soon grew bored of that, so she made a small snowman instead. When she was finished, she watched her friends try and race across the lake and decided to join them. No sooner had she stepped onto the ice, however, than she was lying flat on her back.
"Woah! Careful Rinny!" Seain called, coming over to help her up. "Here, let me help you." He took both of her hands so that he was facing her and shuffled backwards across the ice, pulling her after him. Tavis was trying, with little success, to use his air magic to push himself, and Ron was trying to fashion herself a pair of skates with her water magic. Rin was surprised that Seain was having such a good time. This was the exact opposite season of his, and normally he shouldn't have enjoyed it that much. But he seemed to be having a good time, and Rin was glad; grumpy Seain was not a very good thing.
"I'm getting cold," Tavis complained after a while. "Can we go now?"
"You're supposed to like this," Ron countered, grinning. "This is your season after all!"
"I don't care!" Tavis grumbled. "I'm cold. Let's go back home and make a fire. We can drink hot chocolate with marshmallows–"
"And hot apple cider!" Rin piped up.
"And hot apple cider," Tavis continued. "Whatever. Let's just get outta here."
He stomped off the frozen lake, almost slipping once. The other three giggled and followed, marching through the snow back towards their house.
"Don't you just love winter?" Ron asked, taking a deep breath of the cold January air.
"Only the good days," Seain replied. "The ones like this; bright and crisp and beautiful."
"And only when you do fun stuff," Rin said. "And you have to be with your friends. You guys rock." She reached an arm around Ron's shoulder and the other around Seain's middle.
"Hurry up you guys!" Tavis called from ahead, marching onwards. The three lagging behind looked at each other.
"Oh, no, Ronny," Rin said, smiling. "I know that look!"
"Are you two thinking what I'm thinking?" she asked, grinning.
"Of course we are," Seain replied. "On the count of three: One…two…three!"
The three of them ran towards Tavis and tackled him into the snow.
"Arrg!" he yelled. "I hate snow! You guys are so mean!"
"We love you too!" Ron beamed, getting up and running, along with Seain and Rin, away from the angry, wet, cold Tavis who chased them all the way home.
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Posted: Wed Dec 05, 2007 7:46 pm
Yep, it's these guys again...
Blue asked me to write her a story, so I did.
Took me...almost half an hour, I think. She likes the idea of timed writing.
Please excuse any crappiness... >.<
~
"Two days ago he was here with you and now he's what?!" cried a brown-haired girl throwing her arms up exasperatedly.
Her victim, usually not very willing to bend to her will, shrunk under her frustrated gaze and mumbled feebly, "Missing…"
"Missing!" the girl shrieked at him. "Missing!" She didn't care that he was a whole head taller then her and a black belt in karate, she was not one to be crossed when she was this angry.
"Oh, Ronny," said a third voice. "Calm down!" A small, red-haired, green-eyed girl stepped out from the doorframe where she had been leaning and stood next to the tall, dark-haired boy so that she was facing her friend. "Relax, would you, love? I mean, it's not likes it's Seain's fault that Tavvy's incompetent, is it?"
Ron looked like she was about to burst for a second. Seain, scared out of his mind, leaned away from her as if to protect himself from the fury he was sure she was about to unleash. But then Ron calmed. It was probably even scarier. One second her face had been contorted with rage, and the next it was completely blank. Perhaps a little annoyed looking, but definitely more like her normal face than that which she wore when she was pissed.
"You know, Rin," she said, talking to the small girl who had more than likely just saved Seain's life. "You're right. Tavis is incompetent and he can find his own way home. Sorry I snapped, Shay. I won't make you go and get him sfter all." She turned on her heel and walked out of the room.
Seain breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks," he said to Rin. "I may be a black belt, but she's really friggin' scary when she's mad!"
"I can hear you!" Ron called from the other room. Seain couldn't see it, but she was grinning. She loved the fact that, though he was definitely bigger and stronger than she was, she had some sort of power over him.
Back in the first room, Rin giggled as Seain cringed.
"So what exactly happened?" Rin asked.
"Well," Seain began. "Just after you and Ron left two days ago I got a message from your brother in Aeryl. He said he needed to see you immediately and so I went off to see if I could catch up to you guys. Unfortunately, I ran into a few, uh…problems, and I couldn't find you. So I came back and Tavis was gone."
"Interesting," Rin said. "And you didn't think so tell me or Ronny?"
"Well if I could have contacted you I wouldn't have run off into the woods to find you after I talked to your brother, would I?" Seain replied.
"Oh, true."
"Yeah, so I looked everywhere and I couldn't find him."
"Did you look in the cellar?" Ron called from the other room.
"Yeah, that's part of 'everywhere', isn't it?" Seain said, remembering too late that she had very nearly just taken his head off.
"What about in the shed?" Rin asked, hoping to distract Ron.
Seain raised an eyebrow. "What would he be doing in the shed?"
"You never know," Rin replied.
"Did you search the forest?" Ron called again.
"Yep."
"The aviary?" Rin added.
"Yep."
The girls took turns asking him where he had looked. Ron even came back in from the other room.
"The farm to the west?"
"Yep."
"The creek?"
"Yep."
"The mill?"
"Yep."
"The–"
"Did you bother to look in the attic?" another voice asked. The three looked up to see a rumple-haired blonde boy leaning on the railing of the low-ceilinged attic above them.
"I knew I was forgetting somewhere!" Seain mumbled.
"Tavvy!" Rin cried. "There you are!"
"What in the gods' names have you been doing up there all this time?!" Ron asked.
"Sleeping."
Ron put on her best 'I can't believe you' face and turned and stomped out of the room again, muttering under her breath, "Stupid blonde…"
"What's wrong with her?" Tavis asked, climbing down the ladder to join the remaining two.
"She was just worried," Rin said.
"Was not!" Ron called. Rin rolled her eyes.
"Anyway, how could you miss the attic, Shay?" Rin asked.
Seain blushed. "I don't know," he replied. "I was worried too! I guess I just missed it in my rush to find him…"
"Aww…" Rin cooed. "That's so sweet of you, Seain."
"Well if you're all done being sentimental," Tavis said, "I'd like to get back to sleep. You guys woke me up, you know… Pretty rude of you…" He began to climb back up the ladder.
"Back to sleep?!" Ron stormed back into the room. “You've been sleeping for nearly two days now! You can't honestly expect me to believe that you're still tired! Get back down here this instant or, gods help me, I'll come up there and get you!"
Rin and Seain looked at each other as Ron continued to yell at Tavis, and as Tavis continued to ignore her.
"I heard they got some new sheep at the farm," Seain said. "Want to go see them?"
"Sure," Rin replied. "Let's go."
And the two of them walked off and left their friends to figure things out for themselves.
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2007 11:47 am
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OH MAN!
funniest thing i've ever read.
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 1:47 pm
James watched as the football bounced off the stone-and-wood bleachers near two girls who seemed completely oblivious as to how close the football actually was. It gave a painful-sounding 'twang' as it hit the stone and bounced down a few seats to rest in the grass near the stony red track.
"Hey, Erin!" a voice – Kieran's voice – called from behind him. "Pass me that football?" Erin, one of the girls, turned and looked at Kieran, confusion registering on her face for a second. She looked down at the football and turned back to her friend, Jenni. She said something to her and rolled her eyes before getting up to throw the football back. James stepped toward her.
"Hi, Erin," he said as he came close.
"James," she replied, stopping and holding her hand up over her eyes so she could see him against the sun. She had the football propped on her hip with her other hand. James found her extremely attractive in her cute school shoes, her knee-length navy school socks, her navy-and-green plaid uniform kilt, and her non-uniform blue-with-white-stripes sweater-like hooded shirt. Her fiery red hair offset her bright green eyes, giving her a distinctly Irish look, complete with slightly tanned though still rather pale skin and an army of freckles dancing across her nose. She even had a claddagh on her thumb and another on the index finger of her other hand.
"How're you?" he asked. His strong Irish accent cascaded up and down and around her, but it didn’t get inside her today. She looked past his messy, curly black hair and soft features, past his broad shoulders and strong arms, past his dangerously beautiful eyes. Instead she focused on what was going on right at that very second.
"Fine," she replied. Cold.
"Erin, what's wrong?" James asked, worried now. Erin gave him a hard, calculated stare.
"You guys are so immature," she said, shoving the football into his chest. Don't look into his eyes, don't look into his eyes!
James stepped back, surprised. "I'm not doing anything!"
"You're not stopping them either!" Erin snapped. "Someone could get hurt! Throwing a football into a group of people who aren't paying any attention isn't funny, James."
"I…I never said it was…" Erin rolled her eyes again, turned, and walked back toward Jenni, who was watching intently. Jenni began packing her bag up. Female instinct. James grumbled. Erin started gathering her stuff too.
"Erin…?" James asked quietly, walking to her.
"James, man, let's go!" Kieran called. James ignored him.
"Erin, are you…" James began. He stepped up to one bleacher level lower than the one she was on. They were eye level now. Or would have been if she were facing him.
"Don't leave me for this, Erin, please." He put a hand on her arm. Erin turned and looked blankly at James.
"James…" she said. "If it never really started, how can it be over?" James looked stung. Erin turned and she and Jenni walked up the bleachers and away into the school. Kieran came over and, ignoring the stricken look on James' face, took the football and said irritably, "Dude, we're waiting on you, come on!" James watched Erin walk away from him. She never even looked back. Not once.
If it never really started, how can it be over? What had she meant by that? Confused and hurt, James left his friends, grabbed his bag, and headed into the school. As he crossed from the bleachers to the school entrance he head the familiar, resounding 'twang' of a football hitting the pavement very near to him.
~
Erin's phone rang for the fourth time in three minutes and she ignored it again. She didn't even look at the name on the tiny screen. She knew who it was.
"Holy crap," Jenni said, lounging on the desk chair in Erin's room in the basement. "Just pick it up! He obviously wants to talk to you!"
"I don't want to talk to him right now," Erin replied. She was lying on her back on her bed and her phone was on the floor buzzing for attention.
"Is he leaving messages?" Jenni asked. Erin rolled over onto her stomach and checked her phone, then shook her head.
Jenni shrugged. "His loss, I guess."
"I can't believe him," Erin said, sitting up and cradling the phone in her hands. "Friends with Kieran and those guys…he could do so much better…"
"Like you?" Jenni asked, slyly.
"Oh hush, you."
The doorbell rang. Both girls looked at each other and then headed up the stairs to the front door. Jenni peered out the window next to the door.
"It's him!" she exclaimed. "Hold on, don't answer! Let me just grab my stuff so I can leave you two alone." She winked and ran off to grab her bag, returning a moment later.
"Put him in his place," she said, hugging Erin and slipping out the door. James was standing on the front porch looking awkward and a little nervous.
~
"She's all yours," Jenni said, winking at him after slipping out Erin’s front door. James had been standing there waiting for Erin to answer, and staring down her psycho grey-striped, stray-turned-domestic, feline-AIDS-infested cat. Spardinkas was his name, a bastardization of "Spartacus" that her father made up, but Erin lovingly called him Sparty. James had always had the unnerving feeling that Sparty just didn’t like him.
"Sweep her off her feet!" Jenni said, before walking down the driveway and out of sight around the corner. He watched her go and then turned his attention back to the door, still slightly ajar from Jenni’s recent departure. James carefully pushed open the door and stepped into the front hall. Erin was leaning against the doorframe of the passage into the living room, with her arms crossed in front of her chest. He couldn’t help but stare. She’d changed out of her uniform and into a pair of dark fitted jeans. She still wore the sweater-shirt, the already short sleeves pushed half-heartedly up her arms, revealing a small symbol drawn on her forearm in henna and a multitude of colourful string bracelets. Around her slender graceful neck hung a chain with the outside of a toonie on it.
"Erin…" James began.
"Let's go for a walk." She already had her shoes on and her keys in her hand. James backed out the door and waited as Erin locked it behind her. She then took off down the road, with James jogging to keep up. For someone so short, she sure was fast.
She didn't slow down until they reached the entrance to the park. Neither of them had said anything. Erin was waiting for James. James was waiting for Erin.
"Well," Erin said. She wasn't just about to initiate the conversation she knew James had intended to begin.
"Erin, I –"
"James…" Erin stopped in the middle of the path and turned to face him. It was all she could do to keep from melting.
James looked down at Erin and fell in love with her all over again. Or was his heart breaking for her? She looked more than beautiful standing there. They had entered a slightly wooded part of the path, with a small creek running along next to the strangely out-of-place cement walkway. It looked just like the place Erin had taken James only a few weeks ago, minus the cement. They had wandered around for hours on this tract of land near a tiny town James had never even heard of, and Erin had gone on about the place with James not really paying attention to any of it. He could only focus on her. James saw her now as he had then; it was as if all of her inner beauty radiated from her, making her more beautiful than ever.
"I'm sorry," James said. Erin let his amazing Irish lilt get to her now, and completely shed her impatient, angry demeanor. Her face softened and tears actually welled up in her eyes.
"It's okay," she sniffed. "I just… I don't like your friends James. The person you are when you're with them…that's not you. That's not the James I know and love."
James tenderly wiped a tear away from below her eye. “Sure it is, Rin.”
"No, James," she persisted. "You're so much better than that. When you're with Kieran, Alex, Simon…all those guys, you're not the same as you are when you’re with me. That's why I'm so frustrated."
"I…I'm sorry, I… I'll work on it. Promise. I love you, Rinny."
"I love you too, Jamie…" James leaned in to her and she pressed her lips to his. Electricity shot through James' veins. He'd never, ever been so attracted to anyone as he was to Erin right now. This was the kiss he’d been waiting for all his life. This was the kiss that consummated their relationship.
"Beep, beep!" someone called. Erin and James had just enough time to jump out of the way as a group of three guys on bicycles sped past them.
"Hey, watch it!" James called, shaking his fist after them. He had his arm around Erin’s shoulders.
Erin laughed and then turned to face him again. "See what I mean?" she asked. "That's you when you're with me. Those guys on the bikes…that's you with Kieran and the guys."
"I get it now," he said. "I really will work on it, Rin."
"I believe you."
They kissed again.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 9:43 am
The beginning of a story I'm writing...
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A young girl sat on a large boulder looking out over a wide expanse of water on a point jutting far out into the lake. The point belonged to a city park that was, despite its remoteness, still painfully a part of the large, dirty city surrounding it. A road led out to where the point met the mainland, and there was a walking path alongside the road. If you were to look to the right, you could see the downtown core of the city. Apartment buildings and condos reached toward the sky, dwarfing the trees in the park. The girl could ignore all of this, however, by simply turning away from it and staring, instead, across the great lake in front of her.
The waves lapped against the rocks below her and she sighed contentedly. It reminded her of the ocean from another world. She had only ever been to the ocean on Earth once, and very briefly at that. She wondered if it was the same as the one from elsewhere. But she didn’t want to think about that. She had been seeking a means of escaping her dark and sombre thoughts, and this was the perfect place to do so. As perfect as could be found here anyway.
A large wave broke against the rocks and splashed up to where she was sitting. She watched as the droplets widely dotted the legs of her dark jeans, stretched out in front of her, and even felt some of the spray on her face. She closed her eyes as a cool breeze blew around her and played with the loose bits of her fiery red hair, the rest of which was tied back into a low ponytail.
Come home, Rinny, the breeze seemed to whisper to her. It sounded friendly and familiar, soothing and welcome. She breathed in deeply, holding her breath for a moment before releasing it and taking another deep breath.
Rin... it called. Come home… Realization hit her like a breaking wave. She opened her eyes and sighed again, a more forlorn sound this time escaping her lips. Tired. Cheerless.
She stood and found her way back to the cement walking path, following it back towards the hustle and bustle of the city she so detested. Every step she took back into the city was one more step away from where she truly wanted to be. Every step was another that would lead her back into the noise, the dirtiness, and the constant rush. Every step was a step back towards the worry and anxiety she had come here to escape.
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