Sorry, seems like I wasn't here for a while. (^^;)
It's nothing, just a little break and other reasons.
Allright! So yes.
I am working on some translyrics for "Lost & Found" (feat. Miku Hatsune),
but I'm stuck, so I tried asking Ashe,
the god of translyrics and singing in English! XD
Haha, but I really mean it,
but I haven't heard yet, so I'll wait...
But if there's anyone out there who can do translyrics,
please help! <3
*Yawn* I'm tired.
Oh well. I don't know why,
but I want to do this weekly rountine on my blog.
On every Sunday, 12:00 PM sharp,
take a picture of the sky and email them to me.
(My e-mail is: SugarGreenApple@rocketmail.com)
I want to campare them and post them on this blog!
Please put your name and the continent that you live in when you send me the e-mail.
Thank you!
I hope you will participate!
Because I will!
Bye!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
(」゜ロ゜)」 ナント、テストが終わってスッキリ！＆ カムパネルラ
Haha...
It says, "Actually, I feel refreshed after the finished exams!"
and "Campanella"...
Oh, I haven't done a proper job blogging recently, huh?
But I hope you guys like the stories I'm posting.
Because I see 152 views!
Wow, thanks guys!!
Haha, I feel so good now.
But really, guys, I'm stuck on MASK.
Help... Even my friends at school can't help me...
And I rely on the internet! （≧▼≦）
LOL, whatev.
MASK... for the first time ever,
I told a summary of it to my mother,
(crossing out the curse-words) and she liked it.
YAAAAAAAAAAY.
Oh and you guys remember that blog about Platinum Garden?
I'm still on volume three... （° . °；） but I really advise you to read it,
it's awesome!!
But I'm glad the exams are over.
I'm awesome at math, and it's a breeze, so I'm fine.
Alright, to the dulcet song!
Campanella (feat. GUMI)
O-MI-GAWD,
I love this song!
(abusing replay button of song while typing blog.)
I'm sorry, but the original song, sung by GUMI?
Too flat. I request you this song, acane_madder's version.
The art is so beautiful too,
and I'm using the style for Planetarium cover art.
(By the way, I'm holding up a contest for the cover art.
Please send your art to me!!
Winners from first to third place will be posted.
Due date has not been decided yet.)
It has the electric love, if you know what I mean.
An electric feeling to love,
so it's not true love, and somewhat unrequited...
Weak and innocent.
Another way I'd describe the song.
I was crying the first time...
and when acane-madder sang it,
I had shivers down my back.
LUV THE SONG!!
Sorry to end it so early,
but I have to go.
Bye!
It says, "Actually, I feel refreshed after the finished exams!"
and "Campanella"...
Oh, I haven't done a proper job blogging recently, huh?
But I hope you guys like the stories I'm posting.
Because I see 152 views!
Wow, thanks guys!!
Haha, I feel so good now.
But really, guys, I'm stuck on MASK.
Help... Even my friends at school can't help me...
And I rely on the internet! （≧▼≦）
LOL, whatev.
MASK... for the first time ever,
I told a summary of it to my mother,
(crossing out the curse-words) and she liked it.
YAAAAAAAAAAY.
Oh and you guys remember that blog about Platinum Garden?
I'm still on volume three... （° . °；） but I really advise you to read it,
it's awesome!!
But I'm glad the exams are over.
I'm awesome at math, and it's a breeze, so I'm fine.
 |
| Picture can be found here. |
Alright, to the dulcet song!
Campanella (feat. GUMI)
O-MI-GAWD,
I love this song!
(abusing replay button of song while typing blog.)
I'm sorry, but the original song, sung by GUMI?
Too flat. I request you this song, acane_madder's version.
The art is so beautiful too,
and I'm using the style for Planetarium cover art.
(By the way, I'm holding up a contest for the cover art.
Please send your art to me!!
Winners from first to third place will be posted.
Due date has not been decided yet.)
It has the electric love, if you know what I mean.
An electric feeling to love,
so it's not true love, and somewhat unrequited...
Weak and innocent.
Another way I'd describe the song.
I was crying the first time...
and when acane-madder sang it,
I had shivers down my back.
LUV THE SONG!!
Sorry to end it so early,
but I have to go.
Bye!
Planitarium Chapter One & Two (EDITED AGAIN) & Chapter Three
Alright, you know what?
I'm just going to make the edited paragraphs bolded,
so you don't have to read through the thing again.
You're welcome.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
I'm just going to make the edited paragraphs bolded,
so you don't have to read through the thing again.
You're welcome.
Chapter One
I gazed up at the night
sky and saw the stars dancing and planets twirling at a faster pace than ever,
but I had paid no attention. I kept pondering into the endless galaxy. The
stars truly didn't shine the same way it did on earth. The small floating
island in the small solar system was where I lived.
Mercury was tainted in colors of gray and a tint of jasper, meanwhile Venus swirled with beige, titian, and heavy spots of puce. Mars was a maroon and auburn colored rusty globe, which seemed to be dirtied by spots and dusts of bistre, while snow caps were completely white like a swan's feather. Sweet golden colors of Jupiter were dyed and had patterns that looked most identical to marble floors. Pale ecru and wheat colors were smoothed out as though the two colors were chalk, blending in on Saturn. Rings were perfect circles with shades of brown, side by side, creating a large path. Uranus had much the same texture as Saturn. Verdigris green, Maya blue, and a touch of periwinkle gathered together to make the colors of Uranus, which was soothing and dulcet. Darker, cooler colors of Neptune appeared the farthest from the remote, floating island. Persian blue and sapphire mixed, and small birthmarks of cyan and white were hinted on the planet. I don’t want to mention earth for now.
“I’m almost like Stargazer,” I laughed quietly.
“Starcatcher, Starcatcher, star snatcher of the stars.”
“Stargazer, Stargazer, caretaker of the stars.”
A lilt voice came from behind. It was Stargazer. It was a little rhyme we shared and giggled softly under our breaths.
“Starlight, Starlight, black and white of the night.”
Starlight came from above and said her rhyme. Stars jingled and sparkled as we laughed a little more. Laughs are nostalgic, aren’t they?
“Starcatcher, did you get more stars?” Starlight asks me.
I nodded and hold up four fingers and wiggled them in the air. Four glimmering, plump, shooting stars were caught in my oversized net and were put into a large jar in my leather sling bag that slung over my left shoulder. It was covered with buckles and zippers to keep the stars from escaping, or sometimes, pulling me throughout the eternal night sky.
I pull up my short, chestnut hair into a ponytail, to get it out of the way as I open the bag. My hair was messy, but I didn’t mind one bit about it. I wore leather fingerless gloves that buckled around my wrist. On the back of my wrist, there was a part where a piece of leather was cut out to show my honey-colored skin, in the shape of a star. I wore a tight white tank-top with small laces on the bottom rim, and blue jean shorts. I kept my Starcatcher ID, a silver star necklace, around my neck. This was a style I preferred rather than dresses that Starlight wore. Starlight was beautiful. She had skin as soft as irises, and even so, she was beautifully pale. Her hair contrasted that with a silky raven colored hair. Her eyes sparkled with bright blue colors like Uranus. She looked like a gorgeous husky being taken in a human form. Her dress was a white pleated chiffon corset dress with thin straps. The dress reached her knees but went no farther than that. She also had a huge ribbon tied around her waist, which ended up with a perfect bow behind her back.
I carefully took out the jar as the shooting stars fell asleep and muttered the wishes they heard from earth into the jar. I glance deeper down my bag and spot the crystal globe with a bright star that calmly shines. My own shooting star to wish on one day.
I hand the jar to Starlight and look over at Stargazer. He skips around backwards, looking up at the planets. I wonder how he does that, it always makes me trip. He smiles and I wave back.
“Starcatcher, should we take them back to Dreamer, he’ll take a look at the wishes. Besides, I have a full report on these stars.”
“Alright, but let me hang around a bit longer.”
Starlight nods and I race towards Stargazer, tackling him kindly in a playful way. His hair was soft bundles of blankets, and was the color of platinum blonde. He was only 4,769 moons old, and was very skinny, though he ate much like a horse. His lashes were long and his eyes were a softer, much paler color than Mercury. How gray and beautiful they were! His skin were just like Starlight’s—so pale and soft… and even glowing. His ears were usually pink at the tips, and his ears were sharp like elves. He wore ripped jeans that reached were too big, but somehow folded up to his ankles. The back of his jeans usually reached his heels, but he never trips on it. He also wore a belt that was actually a normal, thick rope. A lavender colored pouch was tied to it, keeping all these stones, gems, and other interesting things to enjoy looking at. On top, he wore a sky blue shirt, which was once again slightly over sized.
We smile and he tosses on his wool, white scarf and adjusts the goggles on his head. He grins and sticks out a thumbs-up sign.
This island was our home. A floating island with a relatively giant tree for three to live in. There was a hole, carved into the tree, and that was the entrance. When you go deeper, you see three beds lined up next to each other. There is also a small round table and small chairs for a dining table, and a small drawer for all interesting objects discovered by us.
We collected all gems (one of each), and other earth objects that wishers use. We found “clocks” and “clock gears”, all old and rusty. Some were “pocket-watches”. Most don’t move anymore, but there were marvelous. The “hands” of the clocks were delicate and came in different shapes and forms. “Compasses” were also strange things. Wishers had “north”, “east”, “south”, and “west” to help them to reach their destined places. “Coins” were queer things too. Flat, cool, and sometimes shiny things. All of them were different. Some had holes in them too! “Shells” came from “oceans”, and Dreamer told us so many stories of them. Blue, wide, and endless…
No, we aren’t siblings, but close enough. Clear water trickles down from the branches every day and into ponds. Ruby colored fruits are grown on the silver barked, golden leaved trees. Perfect blades of grass are grown, and gems can be found in the ponds. Dreamer supports us with first-aid kits and stories to entertain us. I wonder how he doesn’t run out of any.
Dreamer is a wise, old man that was like a grandfather to us. He had many stories to tell us about how gems were created and all. He even taught us how to read and write. He kept these things called “pens”, and said we could draw things with them. It was so fun!
As you may have seen, we all have a task to complete, given to us as fate. But at least we were not alone. First, Stargazer spots shooting stars, and I, Starcatcher, catch them. Starlight then inspects the shooting stars, and gives them to Dreamer. Dreamer then makes the wish embedded in the stars come true, depending on what they are. But sometimes it takes time for him to choose. Kind of like a “Lawyer of Wishers and Wishes”, as Dreamer says about himself.
We were separated from earth and given a task to do this for eternity till we die. And we all know our sad pasts and I remember my real name. My real name is…
Mercury was tainted in colors of gray and a tint of jasper, meanwhile Venus swirled with beige, titian, and heavy spots of puce. Mars was a maroon and auburn colored rusty globe, which seemed to be dirtied by spots and dusts of bistre, while snow caps were completely white like a swan's feather. Sweet golden colors of Jupiter were dyed and had patterns that looked most identical to marble floors. Pale ecru and wheat colors were smoothed out as though the two colors were chalk, blending in on Saturn. Rings were perfect circles with shades of brown, side by side, creating a large path. Uranus had much the same texture as Saturn. Verdigris green, Maya blue, and a touch of periwinkle gathered together to make the colors of Uranus, which was soothing and dulcet. Darker, cooler colors of Neptune appeared the farthest from the remote, floating island. Persian blue and sapphire mixed, and small birthmarks of cyan and white were hinted on the planet. I don’t want to mention earth for now.
“I’m almost like Stargazer,” I laughed quietly.
“Starcatcher, Starcatcher, star snatcher of the stars.”
“Stargazer, Stargazer, caretaker of the stars.”
A lilt voice came from behind. It was Stargazer. It was a little rhyme we shared and giggled softly under our breaths.
“Starlight, Starlight, black and white of the night.”
Starlight came from above and said her rhyme. Stars jingled and sparkled as we laughed a little more. Laughs are nostalgic, aren’t they?
“Starcatcher, did you get more stars?” Starlight asks me.
I nodded and hold up four fingers and wiggled them in the air. Four glimmering, plump, shooting stars were caught in my oversized net and were put into a large jar in my leather sling bag that slung over my left shoulder. It was covered with buckles and zippers to keep the stars from escaping, or sometimes, pulling me throughout the eternal night sky.
I pull up my short, chestnut hair into a ponytail, to get it out of the way as I open the bag. My hair was messy, but I didn’t mind one bit about it. I wore leather fingerless gloves that buckled around my wrist. On the back of my wrist, there was a part where a piece of leather was cut out to show my honey-colored skin, in the shape of a star. I wore a tight white tank-top with small laces on the bottom rim, and blue jean shorts. I kept my Starcatcher ID, a silver star necklace, around my neck. This was a style I preferred rather than dresses that Starlight wore. Starlight was beautiful. She had skin as soft as irises, and even so, she was beautifully pale. Her hair contrasted that with a silky raven colored hair. Her eyes sparkled with bright blue colors like Uranus. She looked like a gorgeous husky being taken in a human form. Her dress was a white pleated chiffon corset dress with thin straps. The dress reached her knees but went no farther than that. She also had a huge ribbon tied around her waist, which ended up with a perfect bow behind her back.
I carefully took out the jar as the shooting stars fell asleep and muttered the wishes they heard from earth into the jar. I glance deeper down my bag and spot the crystal globe with a bright star that calmly shines. My own shooting star to wish on one day.
I hand the jar to Starlight and look over at Stargazer. He skips around backwards, looking up at the planets. I wonder how he does that, it always makes me trip. He smiles and I wave back.
“Starcatcher, should we take them back to Dreamer, he’ll take a look at the wishes. Besides, I have a full report on these stars.”
“Alright, but let me hang around a bit longer.”
Starlight nods and I race towards Stargazer, tackling him kindly in a playful way. His hair was soft bundles of blankets, and was the color of platinum blonde. He was only 4,769 moons old, and was very skinny, though he ate much like a horse. His lashes were long and his eyes were a softer, much paler color than Mercury. How gray and beautiful they were! His skin were just like Starlight’s—so pale and soft… and even glowing. His ears were usually pink at the tips, and his ears were sharp like elves. He wore ripped jeans that reached were too big, but somehow folded up to his ankles. The back of his jeans usually reached his heels, but he never trips on it. He also wore a belt that was actually a normal, thick rope. A lavender colored pouch was tied to it, keeping all these stones, gems, and other interesting things to enjoy looking at. On top, he wore a sky blue shirt, which was once again slightly over sized.
We smile and he tosses on his wool, white scarf and adjusts the goggles on his head. He grins and sticks out a thumbs-up sign.
This island was our home. A floating island with a relatively giant tree for three to live in. There was a hole, carved into the tree, and that was the entrance. When you go deeper, you see three beds lined up next to each other. There is also a small round table and small chairs for a dining table, and a small drawer for all interesting objects discovered by us.
We collected all gems (one of each), and other earth objects that wishers use. We found “clocks” and “clock gears”, all old and rusty. Some were “pocket-watches”. Most don’t move anymore, but there were marvelous. The “hands” of the clocks were delicate and came in different shapes and forms. “Compasses” were also strange things. Wishers had “north”, “east”, “south”, and “west” to help them to reach their destined places. “Coins” were queer things too. Flat, cool, and sometimes shiny things. All of them were different. Some had holes in them too! “Shells” came from “oceans”, and Dreamer told us so many stories of them. Blue, wide, and endless…
No, we aren’t siblings, but close enough. Clear water trickles down from the branches every day and into ponds. Ruby colored fruits are grown on the silver barked, golden leaved trees. Perfect blades of grass are grown, and gems can be found in the ponds. Dreamer supports us with first-aid kits and stories to entertain us. I wonder how he doesn’t run out of any.
Dreamer is a wise, old man that was like a grandfather to us. He had many stories to tell us about how gems were created and all. He even taught us how to read and write. He kept these things called “pens”, and said we could draw things with them. It was so fun!
As you may have seen, we all have a task to complete, given to us as fate. But at least we were not alone. First, Stargazer spots shooting stars, and I, Starcatcher, catch them. Starlight then inspects the shooting stars, and gives them to Dreamer. Dreamer then makes the wish embedded in the stars come true, depending on what they are. But sometimes it takes time for him to choose. Kind of like a “Lawyer of Wishers and Wishes”, as Dreamer says about himself.
We were separated from earth and given a task to do this for eternity till we die. And we all know our sad pasts and I remember my real name. My real name is…
Chapter Two
Stargazer leaped off
our island home, while Starlight and I followed right behind him. He led the
way, trying to remember the area with his sharp eyes. Ever since I was little,
I knew our small are in space like the back of my hand. That was because I was
Starcatcher, and I needed to know all routes. But I thought maybe I could teach
Stargazer, and Dreamer agreed. Stargazer quickly learned and Starlight was
pleased.
Just to tell you, we were all barefoot, and nobody had feet without a small scratch or so. I, on the other hand, cannot be seen without at least three Band-Aids.
We jumped off meteors and waved at stars and leaped onto the Dreamer’s floating island. It was an old dome made of crystals. The crystals acted as bricks, and were all perfect hexagons. The round, spherical gems were strapped inside the glass hexagon-shaped crystals and created the bricks. The gems were all bright colors. They were magenta, sea green, mint blue, pale yellow, violet, tangerine, and much more slightly different shades. We knock on the silver door of the dome. A cracked, old man’s voice spoke.
“Come in, kids. You’ve got some wishes for the old judge, right?”
We all laugh and skip in a lilt manner through the entrance. There sat Dreamer with his small spectacles on the tip of his pink nose. He had a long, silvery-white beard. His hair was short and he was sitting at his wooden desk. Thirty light bulbs were hung from the ceiling, and on his desk were lined up bottles of sleeping shooting stars. Tall, short, fat, skinny, spherical, square, and all kinds of glass bottles were there, keeping the dreaming shooting stars in them, all corked up and glowing.
Then I realized that there were, I think, three skinny bottles, with a white silky cloth draping over them. I smiled slightly, and met Dreamer’s dazzling eyes. They were most likely for us.
“Dreamer, Dreamer! We got four plump stars!” Stargazer said with pride. “And I lead them back to Dreamer’s dome!”
Dreamer smiled and patted him on the head. Stargazer’s pink, elf-like ears perk up, joyous to be praised by our wise “grandfather”. His soft wrinkles on his face, but he never had them on his forehead. He was wearing his usual white cloak and was barefooted. Even at the age of his, he was an outdoor person. He loved to take a small walk in his beautiful, wild garden, filled with all different kinds of flowers. Some were kept under glass cases, since they needed something called “oxygen”. Even on earth, I never had a chance to learn much. More like most memories were burned into ashes.
“I was just about to go to the Milky Way to grant wishes! But let’s do that a little later, right?”
His eyes… were emerald. Bright green with hazel highlights around the edges. I wish I had them. Mine are just plain brown, like a dried up earth plant. I had always wanted to visit the Milky Way, but Dreamer said it was dangerous. I do not understand what was dangerous about wishes. I ask Dreamer as constant as I can but he just smiles with a little tear that was soon blinked back.
I unbuckle all the belts, buttons, and fasteners and give the jar to Dreamer. They were slowly breathing and repeated their wishes again and again. I couldn’t hear too much of it, but Starlight can.
“These are pure, beautiful stars!” Dreamer said, but turned to Starlight with in an unsure tone. “These shooting stars, they only have one…”
“Yes, Dreamer. Only one. I will give a full report on in later, but not in front of Starcatcher, and definitely not Stargazer.”
“Why?” We both wail in unison. Starlight was older than the two of us and is at least 5,267 moons old. I was only 4,380. Two more days till my birthday.
“On your birthday, shall Dreamer tell you all of the star’s secrets. In human years, Stargazer is 8, you are 12, and I am 14. Till you turn 13, you must wait for the secrets.”
“Secrets?” I realize that Starlight was holding tight onto Stargazer’s ears, trying to block off the conversation. Stargazer was thrashing, but Starlight held tight.
“Alright, now I have some presents for all of you, children!”
Starlight let go and Stargazer growled. Dreamer carefully took off the silky cloth from the three skinny bottles. Inside were green, heart shape petals. Four of them lined up next to each other in somewhat a circle format. A thin green stem supported it all.
“Dreamer!” Starlight gasped. “Those are lucky clovers! From earth! How did you get them?”
He winked and gave them to us. As we all took them, Starlight was joyous, while the two of us inspected what was so special about the plain “clover”.
“Clovers,” Starlight began, “are most commonly seen with three of these green leaves. But rarely, you find four leaves on them, and people on earth say that it is unbelievably lucky!”
Stargazer and I grinned and skipped around in circles, cheering for the great present we all received.
“Luck-y! Luck-y! Luck-y!”
I carefully placed it in my bag, and Stargazer put his in his pouch. Starlight asked to put it in a smaller bottle, so she can hang it around her neck. Dreamer did, and made hole in the cork. I was happier than ever, and decided to keep it safe.
But Dreamer seemed to keep inspecting today’s shooting stars. He frowned, and for the first time ever, I saw him worried. He kept turning the jar around and around in his big, warm hands. Then he asked Starlight, warmly smiling at the tied clover on her neck, to get stardust. Stardust was used for usually the hyper stars, that don’t fall asleep. I guess Dreamer wants them to fall asleep longer.
“I have a wonderful present for you, Starcatcher, on your birthday.”
I smile and couldn’t wait a single second. I wondered all possibilities. My mind exploded with so many crazy ideas of objects that wishers might possibly use. Dreamer then told us to stay inside while he went over to the Milky Way. I’ve seen the Milky Way from afar, but never went close to it. It was a road of stars. I’ve never seen stars come together so close! I wondered how Dreamer lets the wishes come true. What didn’t I know? What will I know? My heart skipped loudly, fluttering with curiosity.
“Secrets!” I shout and twirl in the dome. I stand the tip of my toes and throw my hands up, laughing with pleasure. Starlight silently smiled, but hid her tears on the corners of her eyes. Stargazer smiled and laughed out loud. “Secrets! Secrets!” It sounded so mysterious, yet had that hint of delight and sweetness to it. But I never knew that secrets have another side. A dark, musty one, that was bitter and melancholic.
Just to tell you, we were all barefoot, and nobody had feet without a small scratch or so. I, on the other hand, cannot be seen without at least three Band-Aids.
We jumped off meteors and waved at stars and leaped onto the Dreamer’s floating island. It was an old dome made of crystals. The crystals acted as bricks, and were all perfect hexagons. The round, spherical gems were strapped inside the glass hexagon-shaped crystals and created the bricks. The gems were all bright colors. They were magenta, sea green, mint blue, pale yellow, violet, tangerine, and much more slightly different shades. We knock on the silver door of the dome. A cracked, old man’s voice spoke.
“Come in, kids. You’ve got some wishes for the old judge, right?”
We all laugh and skip in a lilt manner through the entrance. There sat Dreamer with his small spectacles on the tip of his pink nose. He had a long, silvery-white beard. His hair was short and he was sitting at his wooden desk. Thirty light bulbs were hung from the ceiling, and on his desk were lined up bottles of sleeping shooting stars. Tall, short, fat, skinny, spherical, square, and all kinds of glass bottles were there, keeping the dreaming shooting stars in them, all corked up and glowing.
Then I realized that there were, I think, three skinny bottles, with a white silky cloth draping over them. I smiled slightly, and met Dreamer’s dazzling eyes. They were most likely for us.
“Dreamer, Dreamer! We got four plump stars!” Stargazer said with pride. “And I lead them back to Dreamer’s dome!”
Dreamer smiled and patted him on the head. Stargazer’s pink, elf-like ears perk up, joyous to be praised by our wise “grandfather”. His soft wrinkles on his face, but he never had them on his forehead. He was wearing his usual white cloak and was barefooted. Even at the age of his, he was an outdoor person. He loved to take a small walk in his beautiful, wild garden, filled with all different kinds of flowers. Some were kept under glass cases, since they needed something called “oxygen”. Even on earth, I never had a chance to learn much. More like most memories were burned into ashes.
“I was just about to go to the Milky Way to grant wishes! But let’s do that a little later, right?”
His eyes… were emerald. Bright green with hazel highlights around the edges. I wish I had them. Mine are just plain brown, like a dried up earth plant. I had always wanted to visit the Milky Way, but Dreamer said it was dangerous. I do not understand what was dangerous about wishes. I ask Dreamer as constant as I can but he just smiles with a little tear that was soon blinked back.
I unbuckle all the belts, buttons, and fasteners and give the jar to Dreamer. They were slowly breathing and repeated their wishes again and again. I couldn’t hear too much of it, but Starlight can.
“These are pure, beautiful stars!” Dreamer said, but turned to Starlight with in an unsure tone. “These shooting stars, they only have one…”
“Yes, Dreamer. Only one. I will give a full report on in later, but not in front of Starcatcher, and definitely not Stargazer.”
“Why?” We both wail in unison. Starlight was older than the two of us and is at least 5,267 moons old. I was only 4,380. Two more days till my birthday.
“On your birthday, shall Dreamer tell you all of the star’s secrets. In human years, Stargazer is 8, you are 12, and I am 14. Till you turn 13, you must wait for the secrets.”
“Secrets?” I realize that Starlight was holding tight onto Stargazer’s ears, trying to block off the conversation. Stargazer was thrashing, but Starlight held tight.
“Alright, now I have some presents for all of you, children!”
Starlight let go and Stargazer growled. Dreamer carefully took off the silky cloth from the three skinny bottles. Inside were green, heart shape petals. Four of them lined up next to each other in somewhat a circle format. A thin green stem supported it all.
“Dreamer!” Starlight gasped. “Those are lucky clovers! From earth! How did you get them?”
He winked and gave them to us. As we all took them, Starlight was joyous, while the two of us inspected what was so special about the plain “clover”.
“Clovers,” Starlight began, “are most commonly seen with three of these green leaves. But rarely, you find four leaves on them, and people on earth say that it is unbelievably lucky!”
Stargazer and I grinned and skipped around in circles, cheering for the great present we all received.
“Luck-y! Luck-y! Luck-y!”
I carefully placed it in my bag, and Stargazer put his in his pouch. Starlight asked to put it in a smaller bottle, so she can hang it around her neck. Dreamer did, and made hole in the cork. I was happier than ever, and decided to keep it safe.
But Dreamer seemed to keep inspecting today’s shooting stars. He frowned, and for the first time ever, I saw him worried. He kept turning the jar around and around in his big, warm hands. Then he asked Starlight, warmly smiling at the tied clover on her neck, to get stardust. Stardust was used for usually the hyper stars, that don’t fall asleep. I guess Dreamer wants them to fall asleep longer.
“I have a wonderful present for you, Starcatcher, on your birthday.”
I smile and couldn’t wait a single second. I wondered all possibilities. My mind exploded with so many crazy ideas of objects that wishers might possibly use. Dreamer then told us to stay inside while he went over to the Milky Way. I’ve seen the Milky Way from afar, but never went close to it. It was a road of stars. I’ve never seen stars come together so close! I wondered how Dreamer lets the wishes come true. What didn’t I know? What will I know? My heart skipped loudly, fluttering with curiosity.
“Secrets!” I shout and twirl in the dome. I stand the tip of my toes and throw my hands up, laughing with pleasure. Starlight silently smiled, but hid her tears on the corners of her eyes. Stargazer smiled and laughed out loud. “Secrets! Secrets!” It sounded so mysterious, yet had that hint of delight and sweetness to it. But I never knew that secrets have another side. A dark, musty one, that was bitter and melancholic.
Chapter Three
A dry bell rang, and I
woke up. I had thought, "How did I get here?", but then I
remembered. Dreamer came back from his
duty, and told us to go home. Stargazer led us back and ate ruby berry fruits
from the tree. I was too tired and confused to do my usual task of grabbing
dozens of fruits-- with my star net or not. We then drank herb tea that
Starlight makes, and fell asleep.
I rub my eyes and yawn. A good sleep was all I needed to pile up energy to do my task properly. Stargazer had always been a deep-sleeper. I nudge him awake, and he grumbles softly, a gibberish I couldn’t catch. On the other hand, Starlight was already awake.
“Good morning, everyone. Berry jam on toasted bread?”
“Yeah!”
We shout in unison. We giggled as we washed and spitted out the water from the pond out onto the grass. Then we both smiled and did our daily game.
“One,” I start. “Two,” Stargazer grins like crazy. “Three!” We suck in all our breaths and splash our heads into the pool of water. I squinted open one eye, and see Stargazer with his goggles on, and cheeks puffed out. I grin like a maniac and keep hold onto my breath. I feel bubbles from next to me gushing out and tickling my cheeks. I open my mouth and laugh underwater and fling my head out.
“Cheater!” I shout, laughing out loud and spreading my arms out on the ground, laying down. Stargazer soon smiles and shifts his goggles onto the top of his head. He crisscrosses his legs and puts his elbows on top of his knees, then resting his head on his hands.
“I feel like we’re really close siblings…”
“Even without saying it, we are!”
“Yeah,” Stargazer clenched. “You remind me of the past on earth.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
“It’s not your fault. You didn’t do it on purpose.”
I wave my hand in the air, blurring the bright stars. I reach for one, knowing that I won’t reach them when I’m lying down. I sit back up and stand, reaching out a hand for Stargazer. We smile and nod, telling each other that we knew what we are thinking. Let’s try to forget the past.
I rub my eyes and yawn. A good sleep was all I needed to pile up energy to do my task properly. Stargazer had always been a deep-sleeper. I nudge him awake, and he grumbles softly, a gibberish I couldn’t catch. On the other hand, Starlight was already awake.
“Good morning, everyone. Berry jam on toasted bread?”
“Yeah!”
We shout in unison. We giggled as we washed and spitted out the water from the pond out onto the grass. Then we both smiled and did our daily game.
“One,” I start. “Two,” Stargazer grins like crazy. “Three!” We suck in all our breaths and splash our heads into the pool of water. I squinted open one eye, and see Stargazer with his goggles on, and cheeks puffed out. I grin like a maniac and keep hold onto my breath. I feel bubbles from next to me gushing out and tickling my cheeks. I open my mouth and laugh underwater and fling my head out.
“Cheater!” I shout, laughing out loud and spreading my arms out on the ground, laying down. Stargazer soon smiles and shifts his goggles onto the top of his head. He crisscrosses his legs and puts his elbows on top of his knees, then resting his head on his hands.
“I feel like we’re really close siblings…”
“Even without saying it, we are!”
“Yeah,” Stargazer clenched. “You remind me of the past on earth.”
“Sorry. I didn’t mean to.”
“It’s not your fault. You didn’t do it on purpose.”
I wave my hand in the air, blurring the bright stars. I reach for one, knowing that I won’t reach them when I’m lying down. I sit back up and stand, reaching out a hand for Stargazer. We smile and nod, telling each other that we knew what we are thinking. Let’s try to forget the past.
* * *
“One more cup of tea
please, Starlight! With extra ruby berry jam too, please!”
Stargazer swallowed down the last piece of bread. I wonder how he remained so skinny, eating so much! I wipe off the glob of jam on his chin and excuse myself from the table. I grab my net and head out. I close my ears, trying to hear dashing stars, crying out wishes. I couldn’t hear any. I wonder and dash inside the house, panicking.
“Stargazer! Please come! I can’t hear them, the stars!”
I pull back my tears, but they end up pouring out in oceans. I was never the kind of person who can cry quietly. I bit my bottom lip real hard, and Stargazer leaped out of the chair and house. I was scared, I was terrified. The soft whispers were nowhere.
Stargazer quickly wandered his eyes in the sky, and he was bewildered. He fell onto his knees and kept staring up. Starlight saw his reaction and dashed out. She gasped, hands covering her mouth. I claw the tree, which then turn into clenched fists. My head hurt, I was empty. All that was left were salty oceans overflowing and spilling. I prayed that everything was a dream. Please, please, please, please… I kept repeating in my head. Why, why, why, why… I shut my eyes, squeeze them, and open them. Through the blur of my eyes, I grasp onto my ID necklace. No, no, no, no…
Stargazer screamed. He put both heads on either side of his head, trying to believe it. His tears quickly flow out. Starlight stood there, still as a stone. She muttered under her breath many times.
“This… This can’t be happening. It can’t be happening…”
Stars were bursting and screaming in high-pitched shrieks. The light in them flew out, then disappearing. One by one, all disappearing. Stars were… they were… gone. Forever. The planets start to twirl and dash in an unbelievable speed. What was happening…? Stargazer’s scream were being cut-off over the noise. The sun’s flames reached out further, flaming arms, crackling and snapping. It seemed to be angry, it was glaring.
What was happening? Before I realize it, I saw an illusion… The normal earth with green land, brown mountains, blue oceans, white clouds… it was all an illusion. Like a broken television, it screened on and off, zigzagging. The true earth was under the illusion. A burnt black land, musty gray oceans, and red lights. Starlight grabbed Stargazer and hugged him, pulling him close to her chest. Stargazer tried to turn around to see the view, but Starlight held back, trying not to cry. The earth I knew was all an illusion. It was charred and horrifying. The Milky Way started to flow like a crashing river, trying to escape the explosion. Meteors crashed into each other, and everything was over.
Stargazer swallowed down the last piece of bread. I wonder how he remained so skinny, eating so much! I wipe off the glob of jam on his chin and excuse myself from the table. I grab my net and head out. I close my ears, trying to hear dashing stars, crying out wishes. I couldn’t hear any. I wonder and dash inside the house, panicking.
“Stargazer! Please come! I can’t hear them, the stars!”
I pull back my tears, but they end up pouring out in oceans. I was never the kind of person who can cry quietly. I bit my bottom lip real hard, and Stargazer leaped out of the chair and house. I was scared, I was terrified. The soft whispers were nowhere.
Stargazer quickly wandered his eyes in the sky, and he was bewildered. He fell onto his knees and kept staring up. Starlight saw his reaction and dashed out. She gasped, hands covering her mouth. I claw the tree, which then turn into clenched fists. My head hurt, I was empty. All that was left were salty oceans overflowing and spilling. I prayed that everything was a dream. Please, please, please, please… I kept repeating in my head. Why, why, why, why… I shut my eyes, squeeze them, and open them. Through the blur of my eyes, I grasp onto my ID necklace. No, no, no, no…
Stargazer screamed. He put both heads on either side of his head, trying to believe it. His tears quickly flow out. Starlight stood there, still as a stone. She muttered under her breath many times.
“This… This can’t be happening. It can’t be happening…”
Stars were bursting and screaming in high-pitched shrieks. The light in them flew out, then disappearing. One by one, all disappearing. Stars were… they were… gone. Forever. The planets start to twirl and dash in an unbelievable speed. What was happening…? Stargazer’s scream were being cut-off over the noise. The sun’s flames reached out further, flaming arms, crackling and snapping. It seemed to be angry, it was glaring.
What was happening? Before I realize it, I saw an illusion… The normal earth with green land, brown mountains, blue oceans, white clouds… it was all an illusion. Like a broken television, it screened on and off, zigzagging. The true earth was under the illusion. A burnt black land, musty gray oceans, and red lights. Starlight grabbed Stargazer and hugged him, pulling him close to her chest. Stargazer tried to turn around to see the view, but Starlight held back, trying not to cry. The earth I knew was all an illusion. It was charred and horrifying. The Milky Way started to flow like a crashing river, trying to escape the explosion. Meteors crashed into each other, and everything was over.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Nevermind, nevermind!!
Make Planetarium Prologue Chapter One,
and make Chapter One Chater Two.
I thought of a better prologue,
so yeah.
Goodnight!
Busy today as well!
and make Chapter One Chater Two.
I thought of a better prologue,
so yeah.
Goodnight!
Busy today as well!
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Planetarium (Prologue & Chapter 1, EDITED)
I really don't have anything exciting today,
and I'm super busy.
On friday, I can start writing on my blog again,
when it's more exciting.
I have so many songs to talk about...
All of them are very dulcet.
All I have edited versions of Planetarium,
and I added more to Chapter 1.
Enjoy! (・ω・)
PROLOGUE
and I'm super busy.
On friday, I can start writing on my blog again,
when it's more exciting.
I have so many songs to talk about...
All of them are very dulcet.
All I have edited versions of Planetarium,
and I added more to Chapter 1.
Enjoy! (・ω・)
PROLOGUE
I gazed up at the night
sky and saw the stars dancing and planets twirling at a faster pace than ever,
but I had paid no attention. I kept pondering into the endless galaxy. The
stars truly didn't shine the same way it did on earth. The small floating
island in the small solar system was where I lived.
Mercury was tainted in colors of gray and a tint of jasper, meanwhile Venus swirled with beige, titian, and heavy spots of puce. Mars was a maroon and auburn colored rusty globe, which seemed to be dirtied by spots and dusts of bistre, while snowcaps were completely white like a swan's feather. Sweet golden colors of Jupiter were dyed and had patterns that looked most identical to marble floors. Pale ecru and wheat colors were smoothed out as though the two colors were chalk, blending in on Saturn. Rings were perfect circles with shades of brown, side by side, creating a large path. Uranus had much the same texture as Saturn. Verdigris green, Maya blue, and a touch of periwinkle gathered together to make the colors of Uranus, which was soothing and dulcet. Darker, cooler colors of Neptune appeared the farthest from the remote, floating island. Persian blue and sapphire mixed, and small birthmarks of cyan and white were hinted on the planet. I don’t want to mention earth for now.
“I’m almost like Stargazer,” I laughed quietly.
“Starcatcher, Starcatcher, star snatcher of the stars.”
“Stargazer, Stargazer, caretaker of the stars.”
A lilt voice came from behind. It was Stargazer. It was a little rhyme we shared and giggled softly under our breaths.
“Starlight, Starlight, black and white of the night.”
Starlight came from above and said her rhyme. Stars jingled and sparkled as we laughed a little more. Laughs are nostalgic, aren’t they?
“Starcatcher, did you get more stars?” Starlight asks me.
I nodded and hold up four fingers and wiggled them in the air. Four glimmering, plump, shooting stars were caught in my oversized net and were put into a large jar in my leather sling bag that slung over my left shoulder. It was covered with buckles and zippers to keep the stars from escaping, or sometimes, pulling me throughout the eternal night sky.
I move my long, chestnut hair to one side to get it out of the way as I open the bag. The left side of my messy hair was partially braided and tied loosely with a red string. I wore a white, short-sleeve turtleneck and blue jean overalls, a style I preferred rather than dresses that Starlight wore.
Starlight was beautiful. She had skin as soft as irises, and even so, she was beautifully pale. Her hair contrasted that with a silky raven colored hair. Her eyes sparkled with bright blue colors like Uranus. She looked like a gorgeous husky being taken in a human form. Her dress was a white pleated chiffon corset dress with thin straps. The dress reached her knees but went no farther than that. She also had a huge ribbon tied around her waist, which ended up with a perfect bow behind her back.
I carefully took out the jar as the shooting stars fell asleep and muttered the wishes they heard from earth into the jar. I glance deeper down my bag and spot the crystal globe with a bright star that calmly shines. My own shooting star to wish on one day.
I hand the jar to Starlight and look over at Stargazer. He skips around backwards, looking up at the planets. I wonder how he does that, it always makes me trip. He smiles and I wave back.
“Starcatcher, should we take them back to Dreamer, he’ll take a look at the wishes. Besides, I have a full report on these stars.”
“Alright, but let me hang around a bit longer.”
Starlight nods and I race towards Stargazer, tackling him kindly in a playful way. His hair was soft bundles of blankets, and was the color of platinum blonde. He was only 4,769 moons old, and was very skinny, though he ate much like a horse. His lashes were long and his eyes were a softer, much paler color than Mercury. How gray and beautiful they were! His skin were just like Starlight’s—so pale and soft… and even glowing. His ears were usually pink at the tips, and his ears were sharp like elves. He wore ripped jeans that reached were too big, but somehow folded up to his ankles. The back of his jeans usually reached his heels, but he never trips on it. He also wore a belt that was actually a normal, thick rope. A lavender colored pouch was tied to it, keeping all these stones, gems, and other interesting things to enjoy looking at. On top, he wore a sky blue shirt, which was once again slightly oversized.
We smile and he tosses on his wool, white scarf and adjusts the goggles on his head. He grins and sticks out a thumbs-up sign.
This island was our home. A floating island with a relatively giant tree for three to live in. There was a hole, carved into the tree, and that was the entrance. When you go deeper, you see three beds lined up next to each other. There is also a small round table and small chairs for a dining table, and a small drawer for all interesting objects discovered by us.
We collected all gems (one of each), and other earth objects that wishers use. We found “clocks” and “clock gears”, all old and rusty. Some were “pocket-watches”. Most don’t move anymore, but there were marvelous. The “hands” of the clocks were delicate and came in different shapes and forms. “Compasses” were also strange things. Wishers had “north”, “east”, “south”, and “west” to help them to reach their destined places. “Coins” were queer things too. Flat, cool, and sometimes shiny things. All of them were different. Some had holes in them too! “Shells” came from “oceans”, and Dreamer told us so many stories of them. Blue, wide, and endless…
No, we aren’t siblings, but close enough. Clear water trickles down from the branches every day and into ponds. Ruby colored fruits are grown on the silver barked, golden leaved trees. Perfect blades of grass are grown, and gems can be found in the ponds. Dreamer supports us with first-aid kits and stories to entertain us. I wonder how he doesn’t run out of any.
Dreamer is a wise, old man that was like a grandfather to us. He had many stories to tell us about how gems were created and all. He even taught us how to read and write. He kept these things called “pens”, and said we could draw things with them. It was so fun!
As you may have seen, we all have a task to complete, given to us as fate. But at least we were not alone. First, Stargazer spots shooting stars, and I, Starcatcher, catch them. Starlight then inspects the shooting stars, and gives them to Dreamer. Dreamer then makes the wish embedded in the stars come true, depending on what they are. But sometimes it takes time for him to choose. Kind of like a “Lawyer of Wishers and Wishes”, as Dreamer says about himself.
We were separated from earth and given a task to do this for eternity till we die. And we all know our sad pasts and I remember my real name. My real name is…
Mercury was tainted in colors of gray and a tint of jasper, meanwhile Venus swirled with beige, titian, and heavy spots of puce. Mars was a maroon and auburn colored rusty globe, which seemed to be dirtied by spots and dusts of bistre, while snowcaps were completely white like a swan's feather. Sweet golden colors of Jupiter were dyed and had patterns that looked most identical to marble floors. Pale ecru and wheat colors were smoothed out as though the two colors were chalk, blending in on Saturn. Rings were perfect circles with shades of brown, side by side, creating a large path. Uranus had much the same texture as Saturn. Verdigris green, Maya blue, and a touch of periwinkle gathered together to make the colors of Uranus, which was soothing and dulcet. Darker, cooler colors of Neptune appeared the farthest from the remote, floating island. Persian blue and sapphire mixed, and small birthmarks of cyan and white were hinted on the planet. I don’t want to mention earth for now.
“I’m almost like Stargazer,” I laughed quietly.
“Starcatcher, Starcatcher, star snatcher of the stars.”
“Stargazer, Stargazer, caretaker of the stars.”
A lilt voice came from behind. It was Stargazer. It was a little rhyme we shared and giggled softly under our breaths.
“Starlight, Starlight, black and white of the night.”
Starlight came from above and said her rhyme. Stars jingled and sparkled as we laughed a little more. Laughs are nostalgic, aren’t they?
“Starcatcher, did you get more stars?” Starlight asks me.
I nodded and hold up four fingers and wiggled them in the air. Four glimmering, plump, shooting stars were caught in my oversized net and were put into a large jar in my leather sling bag that slung over my left shoulder. It was covered with buckles and zippers to keep the stars from escaping, or sometimes, pulling me throughout the eternal night sky.
I move my long, chestnut hair to one side to get it out of the way as I open the bag. The left side of my messy hair was partially braided and tied loosely with a red string. I wore a white, short-sleeve turtleneck and blue jean overalls, a style I preferred rather than dresses that Starlight wore.
Starlight was beautiful. She had skin as soft as irises, and even so, she was beautifully pale. Her hair contrasted that with a silky raven colored hair. Her eyes sparkled with bright blue colors like Uranus. She looked like a gorgeous husky being taken in a human form. Her dress was a white pleated chiffon corset dress with thin straps. The dress reached her knees but went no farther than that. She also had a huge ribbon tied around her waist, which ended up with a perfect bow behind her back.
I carefully took out the jar as the shooting stars fell asleep and muttered the wishes they heard from earth into the jar. I glance deeper down my bag and spot the crystal globe with a bright star that calmly shines. My own shooting star to wish on one day.
I hand the jar to Starlight and look over at Stargazer. He skips around backwards, looking up at the planets. I wonder how he does that, it always makes me trip. He smiles and I wave back.
“Starcatcher, should we take them back to Dreamer, he’ll take a look at the wishes. Besides, I have a full report on these stars.”
“Alright, but let me hang around a bit longer.”
Starlight nods and I race towards Stargazer, tackling him kindly in a playful way. His hair was soft bundles of blankets, and was the color of platinum blonde. He was only 4,769 moons old, and was very skinny, though he ate much like a horse. His lashes were long and his eyes were a softer, much paler color than Mercury. How gray and beautiful they were! His skin were just like Starlight’s—so pale and soft… and even glowing. His ears were usually pink at the tips, and his ears were sharp like elves. He wore ripped jeans that reached were too big, but somehow folded up to his ankles. The back of his jeans usually reached his heels, but he never trips on it. He also wore a belt that was actually a normal, thick rope. A lavender colored pouch was tied to it, keeping all these stones, gems, and other interesting things to enjoy looking at. On top, he wore a sky blue shirt, which was once again slightly oversized.
We smile and he tosses on his wool, white scarf and adjusts the goggles on his head. He grins and sticks out a thumbs-up sign.
This island was our home. A floating island with a relatively giant tree for three to live in. There was a hole, carved into the tree, and that was the entrance. When you go deeper, you see three beds lined up next to each other. There is also a small round table and small chairs for a dining table, and a small drawer for all interesting objects discovered by us.
We collected all gems (one of each), and other earth objects that wishers use. We found “clocks” and “clock gears”, all old and rusty. Some were “pocket-watches”. Most don’t move anymore, but there were marvelous. The “hands” of the clocks were delicate and came in different shapes and forms. “Compasses” were also strange things. Wishers had “north”, “east”, “south”, and “west” to help them to reach their destined places. “Coins” were queer things too. Flat, cool, and sometimes shiny things. All of them were different. Some had holes in them too! “Shells” came from “oceans”, and Dreamer told us so many stories of them. Blue, wide, and endless…
No, we aren’t siblings, but close enough. Clear water trickles down from the branches every day and into ponds. Ruby colored fruits are grown on the silver barked, golden leaved trees. Perfect blades of grass are grown, and gems can be found in the ponds. Dreamer supports us with first-aid kits and stories to entertain us. I wonder how he doesn’t run out of any.
Dreamer is a wise, old man that was like a grandfather to us. He had many stories to tell us about how gems were created and all. He even taught us how to read and write. He kept these things called “pens”, and said we could draw things with them. It was so fun!
As you may have seen, we all have a task to complete, given to us as fate. But at least we were not alone. First, Stargazer spots shooting stars, and I, Starcatcher, catch them. Starlight then inspects the shooting stars, and gives them to Dreamer. Dreamer then makes the wish embedded in the stars come true, depending on what they are. But sometimes it takes time for him to choose. Kind of like a “Lawyer of Wishers and Wishes”, as Dreamer says about himself.
We were separated from earth and given a task to do this for eternity till we die. And we all know our sad pasts and I remember my real name. My real name is…
CHAPTER 1
Stargazer leaped off
our island home, while Starlight and I followed right behind him. He led the
way, trying to remember the area with his sharp eyes. Ever since I was little,
I knew our small are in space like the back of my hand. That was because I was
Starcatcher, and I needed to know all routes. But I thought maybe I could teach
Stargazer, and Dreamer agreed. Stargazer quickly learned and Starlight was
pleased.
We jumped off meteors and waved at stars and leaped onto the Dreamer’s floating island. It was an old dome made of crystals. The crystals acted as bricks, and were all perfect hexagons. The round, spherical gems were strapped inside the glass hexagon-shaped crystals and created the bricks. The gems were all bright colors. They were magenta, sea green, mint blue, pale yellow, violet, tangerine, and much more slightly different shades. We knock on the silver door of the dome. A cracked, old man’s voice spoke.
“Come in, kids. You’ve got some wishes for the old judge, right?”
We all laugh and skip in a lilt manner through the entrance. There sat Dreamer with his small spectacles on the tip of his pink nose. He had a long, silvery-white beard. His hair was short and he was sitting at his wooden desk. Thirty light bulbs were hung from the ceiling, and on his desk were lined up bottles of sleeping shooting stars. Tall, short, fat, skinny, spherical, square, and all kinds of glass bottles were there, keeping the dreaming shooting stars in them, all corked up and glowing.
Then I realized that there were, I think, three skinny bottles, with a white silky cloth draping over them. I smiled slightly, and met Dreamer’s dazzling eyes. They were most likely for us.
“Dreamer, Dreamer! We got four plump stars!” Stargazer said with pride. “And I lead them back to Dreamer’s dome!”
Dreamer smiled and patted him on the head. Stargazer’s pink, elf-like ears perk up, joyous to be praised by our wise “grandfather”. His soft wrinkles on his face, but he never had them on his forehead. He was wearing his usual white cloak and was barefooted. Even at the age of his, he was an outdoor person. He loved to take a small walk in his beautiful, wild garden, filled with all different kinds of flowers. Some were kept under glass cases, since they needed something called “oxygen”. Even on earth, I never had a chance to learn much.
“I was just about to go to the Milky Way to grant wishes! But let’s do that a little later, right?”
His eyes… were emerald. Bright green with hazel highlights around the edges. I wish I had them. Mine are just plain brown, like a dried up earth plant. I had always wanted to visit the Milky Way, but Dreamer said it was dangerous. I do not understand what was dangerous about wishes. I ask Dreamer as constant as I can but he just smiles with a little tear that was soon blinked back.
I unbuckle all the belts, buttons, and fasteners and give the jar to Dreamer. They were slowly breathing and repeated their wishes again and again. I couldn’t hear much of it, but Starlight can.
“These are pure, beautiful stars!” Dreamer said, but turned to Starlight with in an unsure tone. “These shooting stars, they only have one…”
“Yes, Dreamer. Only one. I will give a full report on in later, but not in front of Starcatcher, and definitely not Stargazer.”
“Why?” We both wail in unison. Starlight was older than the two of us and is at least 5,267 moons old. I was only 4,380. Two more days till my birthday.
“On your birthday, shall Dreamer tell you all of the star’s secrets. In human years, Stargazer is 8, you are 12, and I am 14. Till you turn 13, you must wait for the secrets.”
“Secrets?” I realize that Starlight was holding tight onto Stargazer’s ears, trying to block off the conversation. Stargazer was thrashing, but Starlight held tight.
“Alright, now I have some presents for all of you, children!”
Starlight let go and Stargazer growled. Dreamer carefully took off the silky cloth from the three skinny bottles. Inside were green, heart shape petals. Four of them lined up next to each other in somewhat a circle format. A thin green stem supported it all.
“Dreamer!” Starlight gasped. “Those are lucky clovers! From earth! How did you get them?”
He winked and gave them to us. As we all took them, Starlight was joyous, while the two of us inspected what was so special about the plain “clover”.
“Clovers,” Starlight began, “are most commonly seen with three of these green leaves. But rarely, you find four leaves on them, and people on earth say that it is unbelievably lucky!”
Stargazer and I grinned and skipped around in circles, cheering for the great present we all received.
“Luck-y! Luck-y! Luck-y!”
I carefully placed it in my bag, and Stargazer put his in his pouch. Starlight asked to put it in a smaller bottle, so she can hang it around her neck. Dreamer did, and made hole in the cork. I was happier than ever, and decided to keep it safe.
But Dreamer seemed to keep inspecting today’s shooting stars. He frowned, and for the first time ever, I saw him worried. He kept turning the jar around and around in his big, warm hands. Then he asked Starlight, warmly smiling at the tied clover on her neck, to get stardust. Stardust was used for usually the hyper stars, that don’t fall asleep. I guess Dreamer wants them to fall asleep longer.
“I have a wonderful present for you, Starcatcher, on your birthday.”
I smile and couldn’t wait a single second. I wondered all possibilities. My mind exploded with so many crazy ideas of objects that wishers might possibly use. Dreamer then told us to stay inside while he went over to the Milky Way. I’ve seen the Milky Way from afar, but never went close to it. It was a road of stars. I’ve never seen stars come together so close! I wondered how Dreamer lets the wishes come true. What didn’t I know? What will I know? My heart skipped loudly, fluttering with curiosity.
“Secrets!” I shout and twirl in the dome. I stand the tip of my toes and throw my hands up, laughing with pleasure. “Secrets! Secrets!” It sounded so mysterious, yet had that hint of delight and sweetness to it. But I never knew that secrets have another side. A dark, musty one, that was bitter and melancholic.
We jumped off meteors and waved at stars and leaped onto the Dreamer’s floating island. It was an old dome made of crystals. The crystals acted as bricks, and were all perfect hexagons. The round, spherical gems were strapped inside the glass hexagon-shaped crystals and created the bricks. The gems were all bright colors. They were magenta, sea green, mint blue, pale yellow, violet, tangerine, and much more slightly different shades. We knock on the silver door of the dome. A cracked, old man’s voice spoke.
“Come in, kids. You’ve got some wishes for the old judge, right?”
We all laugh and skip in a lilt manner through the entrance. There sat Dreamer with his small spectacles on the tip of his pink nose. He had a long, silvery-white beard. His hair was short and he was sitting at his wooden desk. Thirty light bulbs were hung from the ceiling, and on his desk were lined up bottles of sleeping shooting stars. Tall, short, fat, skinny, spherical, square, and all kinds of glass bottles were there, keeping the dreaming shooting stars in them, all corked up and glowing.
Then I realized that there were, I think, three skinny bottles, with a white silky cloth draping over them. I smiled slightly, and met Dreamer’s dazzling eyes. They were most likely for us.
“Dreamer, Dreamer! We got four plump stars!” Stargazer said with pride. “And I lead them back to Dreamer’s dome!”
Dreamer smiled and patted him on the head. Stargazer’s pink, elf-like ears perk up, joyous to be praised by our wise “grandfather”. His soft wrinkles on his face, but he never had them on his forehead. He was wearing his usual white cloak and was barefooted. Even at the age of his, he was an outdoor person. He loved to take a small walk in his beautiful, wild garden, filled with all different kinds of flowers. Some were kept under glass cases, since they needed something called “oxygen”. Even on earth, I never had a chance to learn much.
“I was just about to go to the Milky Way to grant wishes! But let’s do that a little later, right?”
His eyes… were emerald. Bright green with hazel highlights around the edges. I wish I had them. Mine are just plain brown, like a dried up earth plant. I had always wanted to visit the Milky Way, but Dreamer said it was dangerous. I do not understand what was dangerous about wishes. I ask Dreamer as constant as I can but he just smiles with a little tear that was soon blinked back.
I unbuckle all the belts, buttons, and fasteners and give the jar to Dreamer. They were slowly breathing and repeated their wishes again and again. I couldn’t hear much of it, but Starlight can.
“These are pure, beautiful stars!” Dreamer said, but turned to Starlight with in an unsure tone. “These shooting stars, they only have one…”
“Yes, Dreamer. Only one. I will give a full report on in later, but not in front of Starcatcher, and definitely not Stargazer.”
“Why?” We both wail in unison. Starlight was older than the two of us and is at least 5,267 moons old. I was only 4,380. Two more days till my birthday.
“On your birthday, shall Dreamer tell you all of the star’s secrets. In human years, Stargazer is 8, you are 12, and I am 14. Till you turn 13, you must wait for the secrets.”
“Secrets?” I realize that Starlight was holding tight onto Stargazer’s ears, trying to block off the conversation. Stargazer was thrashing, but Starlight held tight.
“Alright, now I have some presents for all of you, children!”
Starlight let go and Stargazer growled. Dreamer carefully took off the silky cloth from the three skinny bottles. Inside were green, heart shape petals. Four of them lined up next to each other in somewhat a circle format. A thin green stem supported it all.
“Dreamer!” Starlight gasped. “Those are lucky clovers! From earth! How did you get them?”
He winked and gave them to us. As we all took them, Starlight was joyous, while the two of us inspected what was so special about the plain “clover”.
“Clovers,” Starlight began, “are most commonly seen with three of these green leaves. But rarely, you find four leaves on them, and people on earth say that it is unbelievably lucky!”
Stargazer and I grinned and skipped around in circles, cheering for the great present we all received.
“Luck-y! Luck-y! Luck-y!”
I carefully placed it in my bag, and Stargazer put his in his pouch. Starlight asked to put it in a smaller bottle, so she can hang it around her neck. Dreamer did, and made hole in the cork. I was happier than ever, and decided to keep it safe.
But Dreamer seemed to keep inspecting today’s shooting stars. He frowned, and for the first time ever, I saw him worried. He kept turning the jar around and around in his big, warm hands. Then he asked Starlight, warmly smiling at the tied clover on her neck, to get stardust. Stardust was used for usually the hyper stars, that don’t fall asleep. I guess Dreamer wants them to fall asleep longer.
“I have a wonderful present for you, Starcatcher, on your birthday.”
I smile and couldn’t wait a single second. I wondered all possibilities. My mind exploded with so many crazy ideas of objects that wishers might possibly use. Dreamer then told us to stay inside while he went over to the Milky Way. I’ve seen the Milky Way from afar, but never went close to it. It was a road of stars. I’ve never seen stars come together so close! I wondered how Dreamer lets the wishes come true. What didn’t I know? What will I know? My heart skipped loudly, fluttering with curiosity.
“Secrets!” I shout and twirl in the dome. I stand the tip of my toes and throw my hands up, laughing with pleasure. “Secrets! Secrets!” It sounded so mysterious, yet had that hint of delight and sweetness to it. But I never knew that secrets have another side. A dark, musty one, that was bitter and melancholic.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Spring Break ends... and I give you Planetarium Chapter 1
Why... Why did you have to end?!
（＝△＝） ガーン・・
My Spring Break just ended and I came home from school...
And there are so exams and tests and other ugly stuff!!
Starting from tommorow,
is the New York State English Language Arts exam...
You know what, let's go to Planetarium.
I decided to do a different style of art for the cover,
so forget about the video!
Stargazer leaped off our island home, while Starlight and I followed right behind him. He led the way, trying to remember the area with his sharp eyes. Ever since I was little, I knew our small are in space like the back of my hand. That was because I was Starcatcher, and I needed to know all routes. But I thought maybe I could teach Stargazer, and Dreamer agreed. Stargazer quickly learned and Starlight was pleased.
We jumped off meteors and waved at stars and leaped onto the Dreamer’s floating island. It was an old dome made of crystals. The crystals acted as bricks, and were all perfect hexagons. The round, spherical gems were strapped inside the glass hexagon-shaped crystals and created the bricks. The gems were all bright colors. They were magenta, sea green, mint blue, pale yellow, violet, tangerine, and much more slightly different shades. We knock on the silver door of the dome. A cracked, old man’s voice spoke.
“Come in, kids. You’ve got some wishes for the old judge, right?”
We all laugh and skip in a lilt manner through the entrance. There sat Dreamer with his small spectacles on the tip of his pink nose. He had a long, silvery-white beard. His hair was short and he was sitting at his wooden desk. Thirty light bulbs were hung from the ceiling, and on his desk were lined up bottles of sleeping shooting stars. Tall, short, fat, skinny, spherical, square, and all kinds of glass bottles were there, keeping the dreaming shooting stars in them, all corked up and glowing.
Then I realized that there were, I think, three skinny bottles, with a white silky cloth draping over them. I smiled slightly, and met Dreamer’s dazzling eyes. They were most likely for us.
“Dreamer, Dreamer! We got four plump stars!” Stargazer said with pride. “And I lead them back to Dreamer’s dome!”
Dreamer smiled and patted him on the head. Stargazer’s pink, elf-like ears perk up, joyous to be praised by our wise “grandfather”. His soft wrinkles on his face, but he never had them on his forehead. He was wearing his usual white cloak and was barefooted. Even at the age of his, he was an outdoor person. He loved to take a small walk in his beautiful, wild garden, filled with all different kinds of flowers. Some were kept under glass cases, since they needed something called “oxygen”. Even on earth, I never had a chance to learn much.
“I was just about to go to the Milky Way to grant wishes! But let’s do that a little later, right?”
His eyes… were emerald. Bright green with hazel highlights around the edges. I wish I had them. Mine are just plain brown, like a dried up earth plant. I had always wanted to visit the Milky Way, but Dreamer said it was dangerous. I do not understand what was dangerous about wishes. I ask Dreamer as constant as I can but he just smiles with a little tear that was soon blinked back.
I unbuckle all the belts, buttons, and fasteners and give the jar to Dreamer. They were slowly breathing and repeated their wishes again and again. I couldn’t hear much of it, but Starlight can.
“These are pure, beautiful stars!” Dreamer said, but turned to Starlight with in an unsure tone. “These shooting stars, they only have one…”
“Yes, Dreamer. Only one. I will give a full report on in later, but not in front of Starcatcher, and definitely not Stargazer.”
“Why?” We both wail in unison. Starlight was older than the two of us and is at least 5,267 moons old. I was only 4,380. Two more days till my birthday.
“On your birthday, shall Dreamer tell you all of the star’s secrets. In human years, Stargazer is 8, you are 12, and I am 14. Till you turn 13, you must wait for the secrets.”
“Secrets?” I realize that Starlight was holding tight onto Stargazer’s ears, trying to block off the conversation. Stargazer was thrashing, but Starlight held tight.
“Alright, now I have some presents for all of you, children!”
Starlight let go and Stargazer growled. Dreamer carefully took off the silky cloth from the three skinny bottles. Inside were green, heart shape petals. Four of them lined up next to each other in somewhat a circle format. A thin green stem supported it all.
“Dreamer!” Starlight gasped. “Those are lucky clovers! From earth! How did you get them?”
He winked and gave them to us. As we all took them, Starlight was joyous, while the two of us inspected what was so special about the plain “clover”.
“Clovers,” Starlight began, “are most commonly seen with three of these green leaves. But rarely, you find four leaves on them, and people on earth say that it is unbelievably lucky!”
Stargazer and I grinned and skipped around in circles, cheering for the great present we all received.
“Luck-y! Luck-y! Luck-y...”
That's all.
（＝△＝） ガーン・・
My Spring Break just ended and I came home from school...
And there are so exams and tests and other ugly stuff!!
Starting from tommorow,
is the New York State English Language Arts exam...
You know what, let's go to Planetarium.
I decided to do a different style of art for the cover,
so forget about the video!
Stargazer leaped off our island home, while Starlight and I followed right behind him. He led the way, trying to remember the area with his sharp eyes. Ever since I was little, I knew our small are in space like the back of my hand. That was because I was Starcatcher, and I needed to know all routes. But I thought maybe I could teach Stargazer, and Dreamer agreed. Stargazer quickly learned and Starlight was pleased.
We jumped off meteors and waved at stars and leaped onto the Dreamer’s floating island. It was an old dome made of crystals. The crystals acted as bricks, and were all perfect hexagons. The round, spherical gems were strapped inside the glass hexagon-shaped crystals and created the bricks. The gems were all bright colors. They were magenta, sea green, mint blue, pale yellow, violet, tangerine, and much more slightly different shades. We knock on the silver door of the dome. A cracked, old man’s voice spoke.
“Come in, kids. You’ve got some wishes for the old judge, right?”
We all laugh and skip in a lilt manner through the entrance. There sat Dreamer with his small spectacles on the tip of his pink nose. He had a long, silvery-white beard. His hair was short and he was sitting at his wooden desk. Thirty light bulbs were hung from the ceiling, and on his desk were lined up bottles of sleeping shooting stars. Tall, short, fat, skinny, spherical, square, and all kinds of glass bottles were there, keeping the dreaming shooting stars in them, all corked up and glowing.
Then I realized that there were, I think, three skinny bottles, with a white silky cloth draping over them. I smiled slightly, and met Dreamer’s dazzling eyes. They were most likely for us.
“Dreamer, Dreamer! We got four plump stars!” Stargazer said with pride. “And I lead them back to Dreamer’s dome!”
Dreamer smiled and patted him on the head. Stargazer’s pink, elf-like ears perk up, joyous to be praised by our wise “grandfather”. His soft wrinkles on his face, but he never had them on his forehead. He was wearing his usual white cloak and was barefooted. Even at the age of his, he was an outdoor person. He loved to take a small walk in his beautiful, wild garden, filled with all different kinds of flowers. Some were kept under glass cases, since they needed something called “oxygen”. Even on earth, I never had a chance to learn much.
“I was just about to go to the Milky Way to grant wishes! But let’s do that a little later, right?”
His eyes… were emerald. Bright green with hazel highlights around the edges. I wish I had them. Mine are just plain brown, like a dried up earth plant. I had always wanted to visit the Milky Way, but Dreamer said it was dangerous. I do not understand what was dangerous about wishes. I ask Dreamer as constant as I can but he just smiles with a little tear that was soon blinked back.
I unbuckle all the belts, buttons, and fasteners and give the jar to Dreamer. They were slowly breathing and repeated their wishes again and again. I couldn’t hear much of it, but Starlight can.
“These are pure, beautiful stars!” Dreamer said, but turned to Starlight with in an unsure tone. “These shooting stars, they only have one…”
“Yes, Dreamer. Only one. I will give a full report on in later, but not in front of Starcatcher, and definitely not Stargazer.”
“Why?” We both wail in unison. Starlight was older than the two of us and is at least 5,267 moons old. I was only 4,380. Two more days till my birthday.
“On your birthday, shall Dreamer tell you all of the star’s secrets. In human years, Stargazer is 8, you are 12, and I am 14. Till you turn 13, you must wait for the secrets.”
“Secrets?” I realize that Starlight was holding tight onto Stargazer’s ears, trying to block off the conversation. Stargazer was thrashing, but Starlight held tight.
“Alright, now I have some presents for all of you, children!”
Starlight let go and Stargazer growled. Dreamer carefully took off the silky cloth from the three skinny bottles. Inside were green, heart shape petals. Four of them lined up next to each other in somewhat a circle format. A thin green stem supported it all.
“Dreamer!” Starlight gasped. “Those are lucky clovers! From earth! How did you get them?”
He winked and gave them to us. As we all took them, Starlight was joyous, while the two of us inspected what was so special about the plain “clover”.
“Clovers,” Starlight began, “are most commonly seen with three of these green leaves. But rarely, you find four leaves on them, and people on earth say that it is unbelievably lucky!”
Stargazer and I grinned and skipped around in circles, cheering for the great present we all received.
“Luck-y! Luck-y! Luck-y...”
That's all.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Planetarium Cover Drawing
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-IiqHMQHNI
Please don't kill me for making a horrible video...
In the prologue, I tried my best to describe the characters,
really detailed so you can imagine them.
But in the end, I had to draw them out.
Should I? Should I not?
Anyways, I wanted to ask you people on my blog,
is this what you imagined my characters to be like?
That's all... I was supposed to go sing with my friends,
but they all got sick... :(
Oh well, there are next times.
I'm going out to dinner now, so bye!
Please don't kill me for making a horrible video...
In the prologue, I tried my best to describe the characters,
really detailed so you can imagine them.
But in the end, I had to draw them out.
Should I? Should I not?
Anyways, I wanted to ask you people on my blog,
is this what you imagined my characters to be like?
That's all... I was supposed to go sing with my friends,
but they all got sick... :(
Oh well, there are next times.
I'm going out to dinner now, so bye!
Friday, April 13, 2012
Heat-Haze Days (feat. Miku Hatsune)
(°д°;;)
I LOVE THIS SONG!
I AM LITERALLYABUSING HITTING THIS REPLAY BUTTON,
OVER AND OVER AGAIN!
HELL YES I LOVE THIS!
So, for now, I will make a fan-fiction story,
based on the song, "Heat-Haze Days",
"Kagerou Days", or "カゲロウデイズ".
Music by Shizennoteki-P.
By the way, I love this PV more than the Original PV.
Favorite chorus version? This one.
I wonder, why do I fall in love with:
1) Depressing VOCALOID songs
2) Bloody VOCALOID songs
3) Crazy VOCALOID songs
Whatever. (￣ω￣)
Now onto my sad fan-fiction.
(The bolded sentences are English translated lyrics.
Please credit Akaruka and animeyay. English and Romaji lyrics here.)
Yes, this fan-fiction is based on the PV that a linked first,
not the original...
WARNING, PG-13!
CONTAINS BLOOD AND GORE.
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It happened at around 12:30 PM on August 15. I looked at my iPhone in my right hand. The wallpaper were in the vivid colors of blue and white, and the weather was nice. Showered in sunlight bright enough to make me feel ill, I, having nothing to do, was chattering with you. We sat side by side on the swing, and I tightly held on to the metal chain, shoving back the electronic in my pocket. You smiled sweetly as we continued our conversation. You wore a short sleeved shirt underneath that black, thinly strapped dress. I remember ever single detail that replayed over and over. A black, shining bracelet made a small clink as you grasped onto the chain that connected the fastener to the old red seat. The seat's wood were cracked and some of the red paint were cracked and chipped off. I shuffled my feet in the dirt below.
"But I think I kinda hate summer."
While caressing a cat, you muttered brazenly.
"Why do you say that?"
I question so, as I lean forward to look at you. You innocently ponder, then laugh lightly and quietly. A hint of sadness was there, now that I look back to it. Still cuddling that black cat in you arms we laughed an talked, not minding the next step took. Ah, chasing after your runaway cat, you found yourself plunged before a red traffic light. The monochrome striped sidewalk was burning in the scorching sun. In the blink of an eye, I saw that crimson foe spread across the rough sidewalk. A passing truck suddenly ran you over and drove away, while I screamed. I began sobbing at the color of splashed blood mixed with your scent. The scene remained still for a while in front of my own eyes. The truck's glass shattered, stained in blood. My eyesight seemed to still remember that stain and followed me everywhere as I panicked, flashing my eyes everywhere around me. The heat haze was sneering at me, reminding me that it wasn't a joke. I blacked out at the cicadas' noises that were disturbing the surface of the summer lake. The bracelet bounces off the pavement and lands with a glass breaking shatter. Fragments and shards fly and I watch the scene move in slow motion. Salty raindrops drown into the red sea quickly, one after another. My eyes squint in the bright, stinging sun rays that hurt my bloodshot eyes. I froze in fear and despair, shivering in disbelief. My long, bony fingers ran down my face, slowly clenching into fists.
When I came back to my senses in a bed, I hear the echoing sound of a clock's hands. What time is it? The hands of the clock point to a little past midnight on August 15. I gasp for breath and realize it was all a dream. I remember the annoying noises of the cicadas. I stare down at my shoes, trying to forget that frightening dream. I should rather call it a "nightmare". You ask if something was wrong, but I replied no, and you shrugged it off easily. But wow, it's kinda mysterious. I shudder once and hear the pounding of a living heart within me. I remember the dream I had yesterday in the same park. You hold the same black cat in your arms. The cat somehow glares at me with its' red eyes. It stares and I look away. As we stand up, the cat pounces away. You begin to step out with your right foot. I grab your arm and whisper roughly, loud enough for you to hear me. I spot the bracelet on your skinny wrist and shake my head, trying to forget. I watch the heat waves stir the black shadow on the granite sidewalk.
"We should go home for today."
Without asking me questions, we quietly walked together as you strutted behind me. I grit my teeth, trying not to quiver. When I was on my way, the people around me were all looking up with their mouths gaping. You quickly grasp at you dress and I turn around. I was about to ask, till you suddenly rush past me. A falling metal pole pierced through you. A tearing shriek and the sound of wind chimes echo through the trees. I saw the same maroon ooze fly past me. The pavement rings as more metal poles crash down. Your raven hair fling out into the air. The black cat's eyes were on me, but I didn't dare turn around. I watch and reach out, knowing that it was too late. A boy of my mirror image makes a few gestures and pulls me back. I couldn't see his face, but I saw an evil grin flash and he disintegrated. The heat haze was sneering at me, reminding me that it wasn't a joke. Through my darkening eyes, I thought I saw you smile. The scenery around me turned darker than black. Tears were pulled back.
I rushed out the door with black bags under my eyes, frightened that you would be tainted in red yet again. My face was pale, and every step I took to you were heavy. I grabbed you arm as soon as we met at the park on the bench, you kept asking questions but I ignored it all, climbing the stairs to cross the road above. I screamed something I don't remember, and saw that same heat haze that kept reappearing. I gulped, and widened my eyes, and you... You lost balance and let go. Reaching out your hand, gravity pulled you down and made you submerge to death. The heat haze was leaning back on the metal railing, smiling and dissapearing yet again.
The sneering heat haze plunders away one darkened world after another. It's been repeating for tens of years. Matches, scissors, ropes, metal bats, hand prints on your neck... The deaths you've experienced, seemed like a real life how-to of a thousand ways to die. I cried endlessly, and repeated my hoarse shout that no longer can be heard. You probably have noticed by now. This kind of frequently told story has only one ending, but it can be found beyond those repeating summer days.
Then we returned to that first day where I first saw the blood spill out in tremendous amounts. When I pushed you aside and jumped in, the truck slammed into me. I couldn't feel pain, but I sadly smiled. The color of my splashed blood reflected off your eyes and your robotic body. The seemingly annoyed heat haze was laughing, as though saying "Take that!" You gasped, holding two hands over your mouth, eyes widening, tears spilling out in oceans. Speechless, I fell to my death. Goodbye.
It's quite a regular summer day for me. But something has come to an end this time. Awakening on August 14 in a bed, a girl, hugging her cat alone. She said,
"It didn't work again."
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I'm so sorry if I scared you...
But how was it?
Oh, and again, there's no time for Planetarium,
chapter one...
There's always tomorrow, right?
I LOVE THIS SONG!
I AM LITERALLY
OVER AND OVER AGAIN!
So, for now, I will make a fan-fiction story,
based on the song, "Heat-Haze Days",
"Kagerou Days", or "カゲロウデイズ".
Music by Shizennoteki-P.
By the way, I love this PV more than the Original PV.
Favorite chorus version? This one.
I wonder, why do I fall in love with:
1) Depressing VOCALOID songs
2) Bloody VOCALOID songs
3) Crazy VOCALOID songs
Whatever. (￣ω￣)
Now onto my sad fan-fiction.
(The bolded sentences are English translated lyrics.
Please credit Akaruka and animeyay. English and Romaji lyrics here.)
Yes, this fan-fiction is based on the PV that a linked first,
not the original...
WARNING, PG-13!
CONTAINS BLOOD AND GORE.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
It happened at around 12:30 PM on August 15. I looked at my iPhone in my right hand. The wallpaper were in the vivid colors of blue and white, and the weather was nice. Showered in sunlight bright enough to make me feel ill, I, having nothing to do, was chattering with you. We sat side by side on the swing, and I tightly held on to the metal chain, shoving back the electronic in my pocket. You smiled sweetly as we continued our conversation. You wore a short sleeved shirt underneath that black, thinly strapped dress. I remember ever single detail that replayed over and over. A black, shining bracelet made a small clink as you grasped onto the chain that connected the fastener to the old red seat. The seat's wood were cracked and some of the red paint were cracked and chipped off. I shuffled my feet in the dirt below.
"But I think I kinda hate summer."
While caressing a cat, you muttered brazenly.
"Why do you say that?"
I question so, as I lean forward to look at you. You innocently ponder, then laugh lightly and quietly. A hint of sadness was there, now that I look back to it. Still cuddling that black cat in you arms we laughed an talked, not minding the next step took. Ah, chasing after your runaway cat, you found yourself plunged before a red traffic light. The monochrome striped sidewalk was burning in the scorching sun. In the blink of an eye, I saw that crimson foe spread across the rough sidewalk. A passing truck suddenly ran you over and drove away, while I screamed. I began sobbing at the color of splashed blood mixed with your scent. The scene remained still for a while in front of my own eyes. The truck's glass shattered, stained in blood. My eyesight seemed to still remember that stain and followed me everywhere as I panicked, flashing my eyes everywhere around me. The heat haze was sneering at me, reminding me that it wasn't a joke. I blacked out at the cicadas' noises that were disturbing the surface of the summer lake. The bracelet bounces off the pavement and lands with a glass breaking shatter. Fragments and shards fly and I watch the scene move in slow motion. Salty raindrops drown into the red sea quickly, one after another. My eyes squint in the bright, stinging sun rays that hurt my bloodshot eyes. I froze in fear and despair, shivering in disbelief. My long, bony fingers ran down my face, slowly clenching into fists.
When I came back to my senses in a bed, I hear the echoing sound of a clock's hands. What time is it? The hands of the clock point to a little past midnight on August 15. I gasp for breath and realize it was all a dream. I remember the annoying noises of the cicadas. I stare down at my shoes, trying to forget that frightening dream. I should rather call it a "nightmare". You ask if something was wrong, but I replied no, and you shrugged it off easily. But wow, it's kinda mysterious. I shudder once and hear the pounding of a living heart within me. I remember the dream I had yesterday in the same park. You hold the same black cat in your arms. The cat somehow glares at me with its' red eyes. It stares and I look away. As we stand up, the cat pounces away. You begin to step out with your right foot. I grab your arm and whisper roughly, loud enough for you to hear me. I spot the bracelet on your skinny wrist and shake my head, trying to forget. I watch the heat waves stir the black shadow on the granite sidewalk.
"We should go home for today."
Without asking me questions, we quietly walked together as you strutted behind me. I grit my teeth, trying not to quiver. When I was on my way, the people around me were all looking up with their mouths gaping. You quickly grasp at you dress and I turn around. I was about to ask, till you suddenly rush past me. A falling metal pole pierced through you. A tearing shriek and the sound of wind chimes echo through the trees. I saw the same maroon ooze fly past me. The pavement rings as more metal poles crash down. Your raven hair fling out into the air. The black cat's eyes were on me, but I didn't dare turn around. I watch and reach out, knowing that it was too late. A boy of my mirror image makes a few gestures and pulls me back. I couldn't see his face, but I saw an evil grin flash and he disintegrated. The heat haze was sneering at me, reminding me that it wasn't a joke. Through my darkening eyes, I thought I saw you smile. The scenery around me turned darker than black. Tears were pulled back.
I rushed out the door with black bags under my eyes, frightened that you would be tainted in red yet again. My face was pale, and every step I took to you were heavy. I grabbed you arm as soon as we met at the park on the bench, you kept asking questions but I ignored it all, climbing the stairs to cross the road above. I screamed something I don't remember, and saw that same heat haze that kept reappearing. I gulped, and widened my eyes, and you... You lost balance and let go. Reaching out your hand, gravity pulled you down and made you submerge to death. The heat haze was leaning back on the metal railing, smiling and dissapearing yet again.
The sneering heat haze plunders away one darkened world after another. It's been repeating for tens of years. Matches, scissors, ropes, metal bats, hand prints on your neck... The deaths you've experienced, seemed like a real life how-to of a thousand ways to die. I cried endlessly, and repeated my hoarse shout that no longer can be heard. You probably have noticed by now. This kind of frequently told story has only one ending, but it can be found beyond those repeating summer days.
Then we returned to that first day where I first saw the blood spill out in tremendous amounts. When I pushed you aside and jumped in, the truck slammed into me. I couldn't feel pain, but I sadly smiled. The color of my splashed blood reflected off your eyes and your robotic body. The seemingly annoyed heat haze was laughing, as though saying "Take that!" You gasped, holding two hands over your mouth, eyes widening, tears spilling out in oceans. Speechless, I fell to my death. Goodbye.
* * *
It's quite a regular summer day for me. But something has come to an end this time. Awakening on August 14 in a bed, a girl, hugging her cat alone. She said,
"It didn't work again."
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| Picture can be found here on Zero-chan. |
I'm so sorry if I scared you...
But how was it?
Oh, and again, there's no time for Planetarium,
chapter one...
There's always tomorrow, right?
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Planetarium... How's that?
Hey guys, remember that story without a title?
Well how about "Planetarium"?
If you guys want to know why I named it that,
read my overal outline of my story.
If you just want to read it without any spoilers,
don't read the things below.
SPOILERS!!
Starcatcher, Stargazer, and Starlight want to go on a journey,
leaving Dreamer, their grandfather-like figure behind.
Just for a short while... Or so they thought.
They end up on a journey, visiting all places,
all planets.
In the end you find a girl,
that is identical to Starcatcher,
lying on a betch in a planetarium.
I'm already planning for a second book to add to to this "series".
The story after the girl wakes up in the planetarium.
;D
Look forward to it!
END
Sorry, when I was writing the post,
my mother told me to start doing the rest of my two essy preps.
ヽ( ￣д￣;)ノ
Life sucks. I'm going to write chapter one of Planitarium tomorrow.
Goodnight!
Well how about "Planetarium"?
If you guys want to know why I named it that,
read my overal outline of my story.
If you just want to read it without any spoilers,
don't read the things below.
SPOILERS!!
Starcatcher, Stargazer, and Starlight want to go on a journey,
leaving Dreamer, their grandfather-like figure behind.
Just for a short while... Or so they thought.
They end up on a journey, visiting all places,
all planets.
In the end you find a girl,
that is identical to Starcatcher,
lying on a betch in a planetarium.
I'm already planning for a second book to add to to this "series".
The story after the girl wakes up in the planetarium.
;D
Look forward to it!
END
Sorry, when I was writing the post,
my mother told me to start doing the rest of my two essy preps.
ヽ( ￣д￣;)ノ
Life sucks. I'm going to write chapter one of Planitarium tomorrow.
Goodnight!
Post Title... IDK
I just went shopping at H&M,
and bought some cute shorts and stuff.
I mostly bought accessories but those were cute too.
Since I already did a Uniqlo shopping blog that lasted for 2 posts,
I'm going to make this one short.
I got other stuff to tell you anyways. ;D
I got three set ring that had
1) a ladybug
2) silver ribbon
3) gold/bronze-ish rose
All of them are so pretty together!
By the way, the ladybug isn't bright red,
it looks almost like an antique.
I got different colored shorts too,
one pale pink, another light blue,
and one minty green and yellow!
That's quite a lot, isn't it?
Alright, that's pretty much it,
I don't feel like explaining more clothes and all.
I actually have a question to ask.
Anyone know the best place to buy a GUMI wig?
That's all I am doing on my blog.
Oh, and also, I'm going to be posting the first chapter of the Unknown Story.
Yay! Someone please give me a good title!
and bought some cute shorts and stuff.
I mostly bought accessories but those were cute too.
Since I already did a Uniqlo shopping blog that lasted for 2 posts,
I'm going to make this one short.
I got other stuff to tell you anyways. ;D
I got three set ring that had
1) a ladybug
2) silver ribbon
3) gold/bronze-ish rose
All of them are so pretty together!
By the way, the ladybug isn't bright red,
it looks almost like an antique.
I got different colored shorts too,
one pale pink, another light blue,
and one minty green and yellow!
That's quite a lot, isn't it?
Alright, that's pretty much it,
I don't feel like explaining more clothes and all.
I actually have a question to ask.
Anyone know the best place to buy a GUMI wig?
That's all I am doing on my blog.
Oh, and also, I'm going to be posting the first chapter of the Unknown Story.
Yay! Someone please give me a good title!
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
♪ Matoryoshka! ♫ (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜) & MASK Chapter 3
Not particularly a dulcet song...
But yes, this is Matryoshka feat.Hatsune Miku Miku Hatsune and GUMI Megpoid!
(First name first, surname last, first name first, surname last...)
I'm cosplaying as GUMI!
Yay! Just decided a few minutes ago.
Alright, just excited.
Now back to MASk Chapter 3...
PS: Foul language forced inside by Ami. (From the Uniqlo Blog)
HEY GUYS! I'VE BEEN LOOKING AT THE BLOG'S STATUS,
AND IT SEEMS LIKE YOU LIKE MASK, THANKS!
BUT I'M RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS, SO PLEASE HELP!
ALSO, READ THIS TOO!
But yes, this is Matryoshka feat.
(First name first, surname last, first name first, surname last...)
I'm cosplaying as GUMI!
Yay! Just decided a few minutes ago.
Alright, just excited.
Now back to MASk Chapter 3...
PS: Foul language forced inside by Ami. (From the Uniqlo Blog)
HEY GUYS! I'VE BEEN LOOKING AT THE BLOG'S STATUS,
AND IT SEEMS LIKE YOU LIKE MASK, THANKS!
BUT I'M RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS, SO PLEASE HELP!
ALSO, READ THIS TOO!
The cold
wind hushed me awake. Dammit! I thought, scanning the camp site. I was
supposed to be the night watcher for tonight and I fell asleep. It wasn't
morning yet and it seemed like twilight or something. The sparks of the camp
fire crackled and the air was a bit warmer, as though spring was approaching.
Then I heard a small breath on my shoulder. Whipping my head to the side, I
realized that it was some strange girl. My instincts made me grab my
pocketknife in my ripped jeans. Angel? I looked closer and hit my face
with my palm. Dumbass! It's Lacie, the newbie, the new recruit. Then I
glanced over again. Lacie's dark, black hair was silky and long, enough to
reach the ground when sitting down. Her skin was pale and looked as smooth as
peach skin. What the fuck am I doing?! You're looking at a girl, idiot!
"Enjoying yourself looking at a girl you met 524.8 minutes ago? Wait, 524.9."
"Olivia?"
Olivia had always been like my friend but also like a younger sibling, but I didn't want Olivia to become a burden just because she was like my younger sister. I sighed, feeling my face burn bright red.
"Taking interest of a girl already? How fun."
"Just since when were you awake?"
"You want me to calculate? Alright, then--"
"Never mind, just shut up."
"1.98 hours ago, this is also 118.8 minutes, and 7,128 seconds."
"Shush, you damn idiot."
"I'm not an idiot, I have top IQ out of all of you. Besides, I have something to tell you. Angels aren't the only enemies."
"What the fuckin' hell?!" "Shut up, you dumbass, I knew this from the start. Fairies, pixies, mermaids, and many others."
"You really got a foul mouth compared to your brain."
“I saw them across the river few seconds ago. They seemed to have been spying on us. But they didn’t attack."
“Then whatev.”
"Enjoying yourself looking at a girl you met 524.8 minutes ago? Wait, 524.9."
"Olivia?"
Olivia had always been like my friend but also like a younger sibling, but I didn't want Olivia to become a burden just because she was like my younger sister. I sighed, feeling my face burn bright red.
"Taking interest of a girl already? How fun."
"Just since when were you awake?"
"You want me to calculate? Alright, then--"
"Never mind, just shut up."
"1.98 hours ago, this is also 118.8 minutes, and 7,128 seconds."
"Shush, you damn idiot."
"I'm not an idiot, I have top IQ out of all of you. Besides, I have something to tell you. Angels aren't the only enemies."
"What the fuckin' hell?!" "Shut up, you dumbass, I knew this from the start. Fairies, pixies, mermaids, and many others."
"You really got a foul mouth compared to your brain."
“I saw them across the river few seconds ago. They seemed to have been spying on us. But they didn’t attack."
“Then whatev.”
* * *
The sun
finally rose and I thought about these stupid creatures that have become
chaotic. Now there are more to kill. I'm glad we have unlimited ammo and
grenades. Thanks to the gift that god gave us, we got a lot. Doubling pots
double the items put in them.
I crouched down in front of Lacie and waved my hand in front of her. Not like I was expecting her to wake up or anything.
"Rise and shine, Lacie! Hello?"
Lacie grumbled and rubbed her eyes, but forgot that she had a mask on. I chuckled and pulled down half of her mask. She rubbed her eyes and opened her eyes. I never realized this, but her eyes were strange. Her eyes were blood red... Gak, never mind.
"Where am I?"
Alexis walked over and waved her hand, just as I did. Alexis smiled and spoke in chunks.
"Angels. Chaos. Lacie. Dead. Fighting. Alexis."
"Alexis? Oh, good morning. I'm sorry about yesterday."
She stood up weakly and sheepishly smiled. I guess it's not bad having a new recruit, even if I named her after my sister.
I crouched down in front of Lacie and waved my hand in front of her. Not like I was expecting her to wake up or anything.
"Rise and shine, Lacie! Hello?"
Lacie grumbled and rubbed her eyes, but forgot that she had a mask on. I chuckled and pulled down half of her mask. She rubbed her eyes and opened her eyes. I never realized this, but her eyes were strange. Her eyes were blood red... Gak, never mind.
"Where am I?"
Alexis walked over and waved her hand, just as I did. Alexis smiled and spoke in chunks.
"Angels. Chaos. Lacie. Dead. Fighting. Alexis."
"Alexis? Oh, good morning. I'm sorry about yesterday."
She stood up weakly and sheepishly smiled. I guess it's not bad having a new recruit, even if I named her after my sister.
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