Jayn~ I'm sorry if you've been busy with Chorus and whatnot, but I posted a truth for you. I hope you like it. c:
In case you didn't know, the new chapter of Project GEH came out~
Ah, perfect. I love the Carnival of the Animals. We played the orchestral version of the suite in my eighth grade year, though the fifth movement,...
No, that first bit isn't the case at all, I was just waiting for you. My sleepiness has turned me incredibly slothful, so I thought I would just...
You guys are fucking up my childhood. ;~; I hate you all forever. The Smurfs is a representation of the socialist party: everyone looks the same and are characterized by a generic title, live without signs of war, and the only different Smurf in the village, Papa Smurf, is a representation of Josef Stalin. ------ I'll find more later.
A hobby, hmm? My immediate reply is writing, I write, and it keeps me busy, takes me away and the whatnot. But I don't know how creative your creativity is, so I can't say that it would be right for you. A musical instrument, I highly recommend, I don't know if you do, but I play the violin, and I love all of the cellists in my class, I would have loved to become a cellist, but the price of it was . . . too much for my family when it came time to choose. Piano is more versatile, and there is much more you can learn for it, but many people give it up for they don't have the patience, I would recommend that as well. Music is always a good hobby to take up, and as for you singing, you should keep working on that as well, there is nothing better than being multi-musically talented. Still, I can't think of much more to recommend to you but writing, as it is my passion along with music. I know that you read, so you could press more on that, find more books that interest you. If all else fails, take up running. Running in the mornings, when the weather is nicest, it turns into breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out . . . And it's wonderful. Wish I had more to offer you. Hope I helped.
A fantastic set of.
Dance, monkeys, dance.
FUCKING MACHI WHAT THE HELL EAR RAPE. I cry. ;~;
Pfft, please. I'm a senior and people think I should be in middle school. I hate being short.
Impressive. I could sit here and listen to this all day.
Oh god, c'mere you feminine man. I have a thing for feminine men. And they will never find you.
Kidnap your Sfortzy here, kidnap for a small fee!
Is that what you did? I just called on Judas Iscariot. Simple as that.
Yay, we're getting more entrants~ Currently, there are twelve entries, and there's space for five more, so if you'd like to enter, than you'd better do so quick. Happy creating~ <3
Voyeurism. 'Tis all I have to say.
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Yay, now I get to give you something good~ Chapter One: Separated You have a twin brother [1], and you love each other very much, but the thing is, you two are humans turned lab experiments, taken away from your mom and dad when you were very young. Every day, you both go to hell and back, but so long as you have him, nothing else in the world matters – as long as you have him, you can go through any and all hell, and you will, so long as that means you can stay with him. [2] One day, as you two are running tests for the scientists who over watch you, you notice that there are a few strangers in suits with them, observing you both as well. You tell your brother this and he shrugs it off as not really important, but you stick it in the back of your mind for later thinking. Nothing happens with the men, and then they leave. Your brother is probably right, it's nothing. But then, they come again the next day, and again the next. Now you know something is up, and you mention it to your brother again and he tells you that he has been wary since they showed up a second time. For a few more days, they come, but nothing happens. A week passes, two weeks, a month. Every day they're there, watching you and your brother. Both of you are formulating suspicions of what they want, but don't press too much on it. One night later, you and your brother are in your shared room, when a doctor comes in [3], this one has always been fairly nice to you, and both you and your brother like them, they've never done you wrong, not really anyway. But tonight, they bear bad news . . . In comes a man in a suit [4], and you're immediately intimidated. The doctor very, very briefly explains that you and your brother are being separated, and then, after more men in suits come it, they whisk your brother away to god-knows-where, him thrashing and fighting, and you trying to go after him in tears. Your brother . . . Your only consolation in this cruel, cruel world . . . And he's gone now. The doctor is sympathetic, but you don't care – your brother is gone. Then they offer you something that would help . . . They offer to erase your memories of him. What do you reply with? [5] [1] Who, on KHV, would you consider this twin brother of yours? [it doesn't necessarily have to be a boy] [2] What is the greatest length you would go for your twin, considering your deep affection for them? [3] This doctor is nice and has sympathy for you, who, from KHV, is it? [4] This man in a suit is intimidating, not necessarily mean, who on KHV, would this be? [5] What do you tell the doctor about the memory offer? Hmm . . . I'm actually a bit intimidated by a few of the other members, but talking to Sforzato more, or Sabby, or . . . Hmm . . . Forsaken, What?, I'm trying to think of other people . . . Well, to be basic, I would like to talk more to members that are intimidating to me, I'm very shy . . .
O-oh . . . Well . . . Th-thank you . . . *takes and nibbles shyly*
Kings and Queens by 30 Seconds to Mars
