My school is starting soon so my posts may become less frequent. It's already pretty bad right now. I might possibly miss a few deadlines so just giving a heads up if my posts seem low quality or very delayed.
Location: Home {} Mood: Depressed {} OOC: Sorry for short post. Computer derped and lost my prev post {} Music: [,-,] Sasha sighed and eventually left the Cafe, tipping the cashier before making her way out. All this talk depressed her. What was taking the results so long? She wanted to know...soon. How it would feel to perform out on stage like she used to. Entering her home, she sighed and kicked off her shoes and made her way to her room. She got dressed in her sleeping outfit and slumped on the bed, falling asleep quickly and hoping for a less depressing tomorrow.
After handling with the Diltoad threat, she grabbed a handful of dirt and started to whisper into it. "Gods of Mercy and Life, bring mercy to both us and these creatures. Let your wisdom and guidance bring these souls to their resting places and let them live happily." At that note, she tossed the dirt in the air and let it scatter before making her way towards the broken stone buildings, searching for the archaeologist. She doesn't usually do rituals like that, but in such an occasion with so many slaughtered enemies, she had to. Looking around, she jumped, hearing Sol's overly loud voice. She sighed and shook her head. "What the hell is he trying to do...? He's gonna attract more than just Diltoads if he keeps making sounds like that..." She looked around the ruins, examining the damage. "Something big must've wrecked this place...back then...is is still alive now?" She shook her head and continued poking around buildings. On her way, she shot at the small packs of Diltoads on the road. Seems like some of them didn't attack all at once, but were still hostile. It was very odd...Diltoads are naturally passive creatures. Something was throwing them off. They needed to find the archaeologist fast. She should know the reason why they are acting like this.
Location: Cafe {} Mood: Meh/Unwanted {} OOC: ... {} Music: [,-,] It's odd hearing about people dying and everyone getting all emotional about it while she was there awkwardly not really having the same feelings. Sure she had condolences to the poor souls and their families for their loss, but that was about it. Funnily, it was the after effect that made her sad, not knowing how it feels to share such a time like this about the people you love. Back then, only her mother's working partners came by to pay their condolences, but she knew they didn't give two sh*ts and forgot about her after that incident. Seeing the group moving over to he cafe, she shrugged and decided to follow them along. It was odd to say this, but it was intriguing to hear people talk about the people that died. How close were they? Were some of them romantically involved with these people? No doubt abut that. With that cursed vial being poured all around, it's clearly obvious that there were relations with at least one of them...real or not. She entered the cafe and ordered a usual mocha before sitting awkwardly near the group. You know that person who you know and see around sometimes but try not to talk to them because you don't know them well and decide to talk to others while hat person is within the premise? That's what she felt at he moment. If there was a day to actually try to connect with people, today was NOT a good day. No one looked like the mood to even start a conversation outside the deaths of the people. Better not give them a reason to then...She received her drink and quietly sipped at her drink, listening to the chatter around her.
Location: Home/Park {} Mood: Depressed {} OOC: ... {} Music: [,-,] Sasha sighed, laying on her bed as her eyes ached from getting woken up by her tormenting dreams. Once her eyes closed, hell broke loose in her head. A psychological battle she would lose if she wasn't going to take the next step... Shaking her head, she jumped out of bed and got to the kitchen, making herself s simple breakfast of bacon and eggs. While chewing down her breakfast, she flipped on the tv, listening tot he reports of the crash yesterday. It still haunted her mind. It could've been any type of death...murder...drowning...suicide...why a car crash? She flipped the TV off and got dressed in her clothes with her belongings and pulled on her jacket before heading out. She walked droopily, somewhat tired by her sleepless nights and the other part was for her to talk this off her chest. It was a pain, but she really needed it. Walking out along, she made her way along the park she usually takes before she spotted a group of people. Hmm...aren't they...the people? Making her way closer, she head them talking about the crash yesterday and they all look distraught and even shocked. Looks like some of them haven't gotten the news until now. It wasn't uncommon. Car crashes in winters like this were common...like 6 years ago... Seeing as there was nothing else to do, she just shuffled close and leaned against the tree. While being physically there, her presence was always known as "non-existence." Hell if she really wanted to, she could've been a high class ninja without even trying.
...yea I'm not gonna even sugarcoat what the hell happened. It's all over news on what people experienced. For the sake of my own (and the others who wants their poor souls intact), I shall leave the happenings there in words rather than visuals. Not even words actually. I'll just SKIM the damn thing because so much sh*t happened at the VMAs... Miley Cyrus...what the flying f**k was she thinking? I'm almost speechless on what she just did. I actually stopped the damn video just to watching more of that monstrosity. I feel so bad for the kids that had to experience that. I hope you're all having the same feelings as I am. It was just...gah. I can't even anymore...
Hmm I like the old fat model the best. I have the 40gb PS3 (should've gotten the 60, but w/e). I think it looks the best because of its shiny exterior and the limited editions it came out with it. I believe the MGS4 was a grey PS3 with a picture of Snake on it. Though it is quite loud, I'm still content with the old model.
Location: Home {} Mood: Sh*t {} OOC: ... {} Music: [,-,] Sasha sighed shakily, finishing her coffee as she had enough of listening to the lovebird talk in the cafe. She placed her cup on the counter with an extra bill for tip before making her way out the door and into the freezing night. She was in no mood to listen to people talk about their feelings and all that mushy stuff. Not to mention she did see that one girl pour something into that other boy's cup. It couldn't be anything else but that devil's poison. Forcing out a love from someone like that...how pitiful and selfish. She would get the short end of the stick once she found out he had no feelings for her. Sasha opened the door to her home and walked in, placing her damp jacket on the wall to dry off and made her way towards her room. She wanted to stay up...going to sleep was gonna be hell for her knowing what she kept down was gonna slam into her like a truck. She flipped on her computer and found that her brother messaged her. She sighed and got on her bed, laying down and staring at her wall. They're so lucky they can talk about things like that. Me...who the f**k wants to talk to me? About my pitiful past and how they should pity my worthless being? She sighed and buried her head in the pillow, reluctantly letting sleep overtake her. Let the nightmares take me...
Location: Streets/Cafe {} Mood: Horrified/Traumatized {} OOC: ... {} Music: [,-,] She stood out there for what seems to be hours, watching paramedics and firetrucks arrive on the scene while they took the injured bus passengers onto the ambulances and took them away to the hospital. It was when they tried to pry open the wrecked car that she decided to leave the scene. She already had one day of a horrific accident in her life. She didn't need to see another. Sasha shivered more from the scene rather than the cold. It just happened so sudden...so effortlessly...so...unforgiving. The sounds of steel smashing against another, the screams of people as they were crushed...the blood...it all churned in her head, stirring up the memories she wanted to bury...something she wanted to get over it. She did so yesterday in that performance...but what of now? Shuffling along as people ran by her to speculate the scene, she spotted the cafe and decided to make her way in. Maybe a good hot drink and some overhearing some chatter can relieve her horrid memories and past trauma. On her way in, she bumped into a random person (which happened to be Evan), muttering a barely audible "Sorry." Before walking in. Entering the cafe, she quietly sat on one of the tables and quickly ordered herself some hot mocha, burying her head in her hands. Life...is so cruel...to everyone. What have I done...to see such a scene? What have they done...to deserve such a death? It just reminded her how fragile a human's life was...how easy it is for someone to die. She took a deep breath and scanned the cafe, hoping to listen to something...anything to get her mind out of this horrid state. She did notice that one guy and one girl from the camp. What were their names? Noire? Noile? Something about a girl named Natalie? Whatever. She calmed her hands down after shaking for so long. On the outside, she looked calm, but inside of herself, it was a raining storm of painful thoughts and memories.
Sasha continued launching off arrow after arrow at the bouncing blobs coming at them, targeting the ones that came after the more fragile members like her and the mages in their group. She ignored Sol's side because she was well sure he could handle himself hearing the large sounds of hacking and slashing coming from his side. "One less side to worry about" She snapped her head sideways to see one of the Diltoads launch itself at her. She hopped sideways and stabbed its body with an arrow in her hand before kicking it away and stomping another one near her. After minutes of fighting waves of the Diltoads, she could see them thinning away. Only about 20 or so left. I don't remember seeing this many monsters in one area before unless it's a traveling location. I highly doubt that...She shot at another one and stabbed another close to her. I need to know why they are so many in one location...
Location: Home/Site of CARNAGE {} Mood: Happy/Shocked/Horrified {} OOC: O: {} Music: [,-,] Sasha woke up with a large smile on her face. It's been so long since she had such a good night's rest. She got up and stretched her back before checking her computer. As suspected, no one gave a sh8t about her performance, but who cares? It just made her feel so content with life. She hummed and made herself a breakfast sandwich before dressing up and heading out. She made her way along the streets, heading towards the cafe. She would love to have some hot coffee in such wonderful snowy weather. Oh the joys of winter. It was a shame she had such a bland and sad Christmas this year. Hmm...Maybe next year I can get a gift or two. She smiled to herself as she waited for the walk symbol to appear. She tapped her fingers, eager about the results of the performance. "Mhmm...I can't wait for the results. Man I should've stayed and listened to the others. If I didn't get in, then the others must've been extremely talented. Aww well guess-" CRASH Sasha widened her eyes and watched in horror as the scene unfolded in front of her. A large bus crashed into the car right before her eyes. No...why...her day was going so well. She stood there shocked as she stared at the carnage. The car crushed by the bus was a goner. It was smashed and wrecked to a degree where survival was a 0%. But the bus... Sasha ran towards the bus, noticing a man already looking through and calling out for survivors. She should probably do something more rational. Her hands shook as she pulled out her phone and dialed the emergency number. She could barely keep her voice from trembling. "Oh god there was a crash! A bus and a car! Send help fast!" She ended the call and stared at the wreck, sinking to her knees. Her head was full of only one word. Why?
Eyyyyy~
I'm sure we heard everything we need about the PS4 now that Gamescon basically said the last of it (release date yays). Though I will probably look at the conference for some of the Japanese Exclusives they get and stuff
AWW YIS Good thing I've been saving up money since the end of E3. My gosh I cannot wait to buy this beauty c:
If it weren't for the Multiplayer trailer, I would've passed out on this game. I've been dragged on by countless FPS games and I really got sick of them. However, now that I've seen the wide variety of modes in Killzone, I'm very interested and may pick up the game (probably not on launch day though)
Oh my... Utada earned a place in my heart for her amazing songs. My heart goes out to her and her family.
Location: Home/Cafe {} Mood: Happy {} OOC: c: {} Music: [,-,] After drinking her third cup of a chocolate mocha, she sighed and looked outside, surprised to see it already dark. "Aww crap! Gotta get home soon! DOn't wanna get caught in the snow!" She paid for her drinks at the counter before grabbing her stuff and rushing out the door and into the cold snowy night. She pulled her jacket around herself as she made her way through the snow, shivering a bit. She should've brought something more warmer, but it really didn't matter. It felt so long since she ever played her heart out like that. It brought so much of that peace she longed for, even if it was temporarily. Sasha kicked the door of her home. "I'M HOME!" After a brief few seconds of hearing her voice echo throughout her empty home, she huffed and dropped her stuff on her couch before making her way to her room. She sat on her chair and placed her violin back on its stand, smiling at it. "Thank you...for bringing me back to life..." She uploaded her recording online in case anyone would want to hear it, even though she assumed no one would before changing into her pajamas and going to bed, falling asleep with a smile on her face.
Sasha examined the others. Not to be a downer or anything, but these people seem annoyed to be here...or near other people like her and others. Well it couldn't be helped. Everyone had their opinions on others, good or bad. Bleh. Humans. Sasha was about to suggest her method of traveling through the 'ruins' here until the monsters showed up. She pulled out her bow and aimed at them until Sol ran off at them and swinging his sword at them. She sighed and fired off arrows at the others not along. "Shame that they're adorable creatures, but alas monsters are monsters." She fired off arrow after arrow at the enemies.
Artist- ✏ Username: Prince_of_hearts ✏ Name: Sasha Tayes ✏ Age [ 14 - 22 ]: 18 (High School Student) ✏ Appearance: Spoiler ✏ Specialty [ drawing, painting, sculpting ]: Drawing, a bit in painting ✏ Hobbies [ aside from art ]: Playing Video Games, watching anime, and reading manga ✏ Personality: Somewhat of a timid and shy girl. She normally doesn't talk much. She mostly speaks through her head, but most of it never leaves her mouth. Past her shy demeanor, she is a very friendly and warm person who will not turn down a person who needs help. Does act hesitant and nervous if people suddenly try to push her. Rarely gets angry unless a person seriously insults her in such a way or ruins her works of art. ✏ Creation [ One of the artworks listed ]: Grace of the Elf ✏ Occupation: None ✏ Other: Tends to dress plainly most of the time (Har her I know the image contradicts this >_>) Artwork: ✏ Username: Prince_of_Hearts ✏ Name: Myra ✏ Race [ races that aren't human(oid) can't speak ]: Elf ✏ Appearance: Spoiler ✏ Artwork Title: Grace of the Elf ✏ Likes: Fruits, chicken, shooting things with arrows, cute animals, and young people ✏ Personality: Bit arrogant, upbeat, and tough, but does have a soft side for young people and especially her creator, Sasha. Is very protective over Sasha and will protect her form any sort of things. She also is a bit of an airhead. ✏ Creator [ one of the artists ]: Sasha Tayes ✏ Location: Sasha's Bedroom ✏ Other: Did I mention she loves chicken?
Location: Studio/Cafe {} Mood: From nervous to A whole new being {} OOC: TIEM TWO PLAHY 8D {} Music: [,-,] Sasha stood in line nervously as she waited for her turn. Somehow, she came a lot earlier than the rest, meaning she was second to go for the day which was nerve wrecking. She didn't plan to go this early. She hated going to things like this this early. She expected at least being the middle one to go, but alas, she was here and she should expect it. "Sasha Tayes" Sasha nervously nodded, noticing the first girl leave the building. She heard her from outside. She was REALLY good. It was a bad idea to play the violin. Bands don't usually focus around an instrument like that. They focus more in singers, guitar players, and more interactive players. The audition was worse because a violin was meh at best by itself. It would look poor, but she had to try. Taking a deep breath, Sasha entered the building. She was intimidated by the dead quietness of the room and how empty it was. She would rather perform in front of millions rather than performing for a just a few in such a large space. Things like this terrified her because it left a lot less room to make an error and puts so much more pressure onto her. Sasha huffed and bowed at Oliver and Pierce. "Hello...my name is Sasha Tayes and I'm here to audition as a violinist in your band. Today I'll be playing...not really a song but kind of a mix of a couple of songs that I really liked to play on the violin back when I was younger. Soo...yes I hope you guys enjoy it." Sasha opened her violin case and picked up her violin with the bow, eyeing the large gash on her violin. I'll make sure I can show off my skills! I have to! She nodded and placed it on her shoulder, testing the strings with a few light strokes. She somewhat was regretting her decision. Her "songs" she chose were actually video game OSTs from one game placed all together to made a nice sounding melody. However, many people don't give two sh*ts about video games, especially in such a competitive environment like this. She should've chosen a classical piece or something, but she knew that she had to do something unique that one wouldn't see at a regular recital. Taking a nervous deep breath, she slowly started to pull her bow back and forth on her violin, starting her performance. START As Sasha played the song, her body moved to the different parts she played. The beginning was slow and smooth, before turning all happy and upbeat, her body swaying excitedly to the rhythm she played at, her eyes only opening at rare cases to look at her violin. She completely ignored her whole surroundings. The judges, the emptiness, the people outside, everything. She focused on playing. That's all that matters. If someone were to compare her from what she was to now, they would be shocked. She wasn't the shy and crippled social girl she was, but a totally new person. At different parts, she was smiling a she played, something she hasn't done for years in her life. It brought out her broken self near dead within her being to come back to life and express itself in her performance. The old self she was before that tragic accident in her life. The one where people wanted to be her friend and wasn't known as the creepy stalker. Her arms hurt. Her legs were getting sore from moving around. Her hands were a bit shaky, but she held strong. She was always her strongest when doing something she loved. Playing the violin was one of them. In the last minute or so of her song, she even did a little twirl in those last precious moments of her performance, even smiling at Pierce and Oliver. Her black hair following her graceful and passionate movements across the stage. At the end, she ended with a dramatic stroke. END She breathed heavily as she looked back at the judges and bowed at them. "Thank you for having me on stage with you guys to perform. It was a pleasure to have this moment. Have a nice day." She packed her stuff and exited out the doors, her heart pumping in her chest. She did her best. She still though she could've chosen a better song more people would recognize as true 'talent,' but it didn't matter. She played to her heart's content and was proud of herself. If this didn't get her into the band, nothing else would. She smiled to herself. Aww look at me...I haven't been this happy since Christmas 6 years ago. She looked up at the sky. She decided to stop by at a cafe and have a drink. Entering the warm cafe, she set her stuff down at a table and pulled out her phone. She did hit the record button on her phone before performing so she could hear herself. It made her happy to know that she could have an experience like this again after being pushed back deep in her heart for so long. She slipped her phone abck into her pocket and sighed, closing her eyes. Mom...Sis...I hope you can see this as an achievement in my life...I wish you were here to hear me... Because this is who I am...
