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chu_totoroI was completely fine yesterday when I went to bed. Now I'm effing sore all over. >< Owwwww~
story 31
once it was an impulsive girl's sixteenth birthday. and she was really excited because it was sweet sixteen and all that whatnot. so she decided to hold a very big birthday party and invite all of her friends. that's exactly what she did - she even sent them all formal invitations. but on the day of her party she waited and waited and no one came. and then she was very sad and felt very gloomy and stupid and went out driving recklessly in her new car and ended up racing some unknown person down a long street and crashed into a utility pole and died. meanwhile all of her friends gathered in a group at the doorstep of someone a few streets away and rang and rang the doorbell, but the house was empty. the end.
story 32
once there was a biologist/environmentalist. one day he gave a speech on how humans spread through the environment like viri and contaminate everything. when he got home he started thinking. maybe humans were viri. maybe the planets orbiting there were like cells. no, not cells. electrons and protons and neutrons or something completely different - a qieon, say, or whatever you want to call it - for a much larger macroorganism that we can't even begin to imagine. maybe the universe wasn't all there was. well he thought and thought and thought himself into confusion, but then he started feeling sympathy for the viri because he thought there was so much we don't know, might the viri not be as alive as us...? he died a raving lunatic. the end.
story 33
one day the demons and devils down in hell were curious to see what an angel's life was like. so they went up out of hell. and the angels were curious too, so they went down out of heaven. the two groups met. the demons laughed and laughed when they saw. humility grovelled before pride. lust defiled chastity. gluttony gorged before abstinence. envy took all that kindness had to give. wrath destroyed patience. sloth dragged diligence down. and when they had finished, the demons laughed. then down came the archangels. faith, hope, charity, fortitude, justice, prudence, and temperance, they were. the demons looked at them and decided they were less ridiculous than the previous seven and harder to deal with. so it remained like that, and all remained in the in-between land between heaven and hell - earth. and occasionally the seven lesser angels would surface, briefly managing to overcome the demons, and that was how life went, on earth.
story 34
in heaven there once lived four angels. death, jury, judgement, and justice.
death always just was. he would stand from afar and watch things with an emotionless fixéd stare, never interfering, never speaking, just watching.
jury had been there a long, long time.
but judgement had been there as long as death.
judgement gave birth to justice and taught justice values and morals and told justice always to stay pure and to never forget his teachings. justice was innocent and naïve. he understood morals and values well enough but did not understand what was happening when jury led him into a room and took him to a bed and spoke sweet words to him and did things to him. he did not understand when judgement slammed open the door and flew inside in a rage, shouting "how dare you defile him this way! he doesn't know anything!" nor did he understand what happened when jury stared back at judgement with cold, cold eyes.
the next day judgement abruptly left. and jury took justice by the hand and whispered things into his ear, and told him new things, mysterious things, and promised to show him new sights that he had never witnessed before. and justice did not know what to do because without judgement he was lost.
thus jury corrupted justice, no judgement was left in heaven, and only death remained.
....I need to write happier stories.
Edit: I wrote... two more stories in school. ==' I was bored and drew an anime person too, but I've no idea where the picture went. I don't draw in my journal/diary/notebook thing. It's for writing. So I have the stories but not the picture. T_T I'll post them here. (Story 37 was written at Tiffany's request not to kill the cow...) And put the rest of my day in another post so it's easier for tagging! Yay.
story 35
once there lived a very racist little bully girl. one day she decided to pick on two other little girls. she insulted them so much that one little girl started crying. the other little girl glared at her and told her to fuck off. but because she was an idiot with no emotional intelligence - rather, she had E.Q. but ignored her own conscience because she meant to hurt the little girls - she didn't stop. the next day the two little girls got a buff senior and a violent little girl with a whip to come kill her. the end.
story 36
there was once a little genius kid. because of school restrictions and financial problems, he could not go to a special school and had to go to a public school like everyone else. he was bored to death and doodled all the time in class and never did his homework but aced all the tests and quizzes anyways because he knew everything already. but his grades were bad because he always had 0 in participation and 0 in homework. he had no friends because he considered all the other children beneath him. and they all thought him a stuck-up smartass and wouldn't have made friends with him anyways. when he grew up, he closed himself up in a laboratory and spent years and years inventing the most wondrous machines ever that could take care of all the current problems in the world. but he didn't know how to present them to society because he had always been such an antisocial freak and he had been closed up in the laboratory for so long he no longer knew how the outside world worked. so all his inventions were kept to himself, and he died a solitary eccentric old man, and over time the laboratory fell apart and his machines broke down and his corpse decomposed back into nature. the end.
story 37
once there lived a cow. its name was tiffany. it lived a long and happy life and died of old age and was not eaten by the humans because it was too old and the meat too tough. the end.
story 38
once there was a gang of mosquitoes. they were running out of people to feed on because the world was growing more and more scientific and it was just no place for mosquitoes anymore. then one day a mosquito found... an entrance! there was a hole in a window screen of the window of a little girl and it went in and found the little girl in her bed and sucked blood to its content. and it went back and notified all of the other mosquitoes of the new food source. so the next day they all flocked to the hole in the window, ready to feast. except that morning the girl had found the mosquito bite and she was ready for them with a can of deadly mosquito poison spray and when they all flocked outside her window screen she sprayed them all and they all died. then the girl's room was filled with mosquito poison, and she closed the window for fear of more mosquitoes, and so at night she breathed too much mosquito poison and she died too. the end.
story 39
once there was a man who created a time machine. he travelled 1000 years to the future. and to his surprise, he found earth to be a barren empty place devoid of humans. so he returned in a frenzy, and alerted the media to this disaster. "we no longer exist in the future! some disaster must have occurred and wiped out the entire human race!" soon the news was all over the world, and everyone began to panic. (because humans are such selfish foolish creatures, they naturally regarded this not as a good thing but a catastrophe) so within the next few years, immense scientific advancements began taking place as scientists were all working harder than ever. and within the next few decade, the humans, who thought they were so smart, devised a mass evacuation plan. and within the next few centuries, they initiated the plan. everything proceeded smoother than expected. by the time a thousand years had passed, not a trace of humans remained on the planet earth. all the better for earth, i suppose. the end.
story 40
there once was a little boy who loved to draw. the little boy spent all his time drawing and drawing and drawing and neglected everything else and his parents couldn't do a thing about it. but eventually, because he spent so much time on it, he got carpal tunnel syndrome. and after that, he naturally couldn't draw anymore. this made him very sad. he cried and cried but there was nothing to be done about it. so he found a new pastime to entertain himself - reading. and the more he read, the more he began to discover the true delights behind good literature. soon he was spending as much time devouring books as he once did drawing. but this led to his getting extremely nearsighted. he became so nearsighted he was almost blind. without his contacts or glasses, he couldn't see a thing. and thus he switched over to audiobooks. much better for the eyes. but it wasn't the same. eventually he discarded audiobooks for music. because just as much joy could be obtained from music as from literature or art. but being a teenager, he naturally got wind of the popular music. and the loud rap music and punk music and other whatevers made him go deaf. at this point he said "screw this. i can see the stupid pattern already." so he decided to speed up the damn process and he went around the world eating the best gourmet foods in every country known. and then he went home and became a baker. and gorged himself on all sorts of good foods and breads and cakes and sweets. and he lived a happy life until his death, for brownies and muffins never did anyone harm. that is, until they gave him a heart attack and he died a happy, fat, premature death.
^ had i had things my way this story would have ended with a morbid, terrible, disturbing death. but keropi wanted a happy ending. so i stole adam's happy cookie story's ending.
story 31
once it was an impulsive girl's sixteenth birthday. and she was really excited because it was sweet sixteen and all that whatnot. so she decided to hold a very big birthday party and invite all of her friends. that's exactly what she did - she even sent them all formal invitations. but on the day of her party she waited and waited and no one came. and then she was very sad and felt very gloomy and stupid and went out driving recklessly in her new car and ended up racing some unknown person down a long street and crashed into a utility pole and died. meanwhile all of her friends gathered in a group at the doorstep of someone a few streets away and rang and rang the doorbell, but the house was empty. the end.
story 32
once there was a biologist/environmentalist. one day he gave a speech on how humans spread through the environment like viri and contaminate everything. when he got home he started thinking. maybe humans were viri. maybe the planets orbiting there were like cells. no, not cells. electrons and protons and neutrons or something completely different - a qieon, say, or whatever you want to call it - for a much larger macroorganism that we can't even begin to imagine. maybe the universe wasn't all there was. well he thought and thought and thought himself into confusion, but then he started feeling sympathy for the viri because he thought there was so much we don't know, might the viri not be as alive as us...? he died a raving lunatic. the end.
story 33
one day the demons and devils down in hell were curious to see what an angel's life was like. so they went up out of hell. and the angels were curious too, so they went down out of heaven. the two groups met. the demons laughed and laughed when they saw. humility grovelled before pride. lust defiled chastity. gluttony gorged before abstinence. envy took all that kindness had to give. wrath destroyed patience. sloth dragged diligence down. and when they had finished, the demons laughed. then down came the archangels. faith, hope, charity, fortitude, justice, prudence, and temperance, they were. the demons looked at them and decided they were less ridiculous than the previous seven and harder to deal with. so it remained like that, and all remained in the in-between land between heaven and hell - earth. and occasionally the seven lesser angels would surface, briefly managing to overcome the demons, and that was how life went, on earth.
story 34
in heaven there once lived four angels. death, jury, judgement, and justice.
death always just was. he would stand from afar and watch things with an emotionless fixéd stare, never interfering, never speaking, just watching.
jury had been there a long, long time.
but judgement had been there as long as death.
judgement gave birth to justice and taught justice values and morals and told justice always to stay pure and to never forget his teachings. justice was innocent and naïve. he understood morals and values well enough but did not understand what was happening when jury led him into a room and took him to a bed and spoke sweet words to him and did things to him. he did not understand when judgement slammed open the door and flew inside in a rage, shouting "how dare you defile him this way! he doesn't know anything!" nor did he understand what happened when jury stared back at judgement with cold, cold eyes.
the next day judgement abruptly left. and jury took justice by the hand and whispered things into his ear, and told him new things, mysterious things, and promised to show him new sights that he had never witnessed before. and justice did not know what to do because without judgement he was lost.
thus jury corrupted justice, no judgement was left in heaven, and only death remained.
....I need to write happier stories.
Edit: I wrote... two more stories in school. ==' I was bored and drew an anime person too, but I've no idea where the picture went. I don't draw in my journal/diary/notebook thing. It's for writing. So I have the stories but not the picture. T_T I'll post them here. (Story 37 was written at Tiffany's request not to kill the cow...) And put the rest of my day in another post so it's easier for tagging! Yay.
story 35
once there lived a very racist little bully girl. one day she decided to pick on two other little girls. she insulted them so much that one little girl started crying. the other little girl glared at her and told her to fuck off. but because she was an idiot with no emotional intelligence - rather, she had E.Q. but ignored her own conscience because she meant to hurt the little girls - she didn't stop. the next day the two little girls got a buff senior and a violent little girl with a whip to come kill her. the end.
story 36
there was once a little genius kid. because of school restrictions and financial problems, he could not go to a special school and had to go to a public school like everyone else. he was bored to death and doodled all the time in class and never did his homework but aced all the tests and quizzes anyways because he knew everything already. but his grades were bad because he always had 0 in participation and 0 in homework. he had no friends because he considered all the other children beneath him. and they all thought him a stuck-up smartass and wouldn't have made friends with him anyways. when he grew up, he closed himself up in a laboratory and spent years and years inventing the most wondrous machines ever that could take care of all the current problems in the world. but he didn't know how to present them to society because he had always been such an antisocial freak and he had been closed up in the laboratory for so long he no longer knew how the outside world worked. so all his inventions were kept to himself, and he died a solitary eccentric old man, and over time the laboratory fell apart and his machines broke down and his corpse decomposed back into nature. the end.
story 37
once there lived a cow. its name was tiffany. it lived a long and happy life and died of old age and was not eaten by the humans because it was too old and the meat too tough. the end.
story 38
once there was a gang of mosquitoes. they were running out of people to feed on because the world was growing more and more scientific and it was just no place for mosquitoes anymore. then one day a mosquito found... an entrance! there was a hole in a window screen of the window of a little girl and it went in and found the little girl in her bed and sucked blood to its content. and it went back and notified all of the other mosquitoes of the new food source. so the next day they all flocked to the hole in the window, ready to feast. except that morning the girl had found the mosquito bite and she was ready for them with a can of deadly mosquito poison spray and when they all flocked outside her window screen she sprayed them all and they all died. then the girl's room was filled with mosquito poison, and she closed the window for fear of more mosquitoes, and so at night she breathed too much mosquito poison and she died too. the end.
story 39
once there was a man who created a time machine. he travelled 1000 years to the future. and to his surprise, he found earth to be a barren empty place devoid of humans. so he returned in a frenzy, and alerted the media to this disaster. "we no longer exist in the future! some disaster must have occurred and wiped out the entire human race!" soon the news was all over the world, and everyone began to panic. (because humans are such selfish foolish creatures, they naturally regarded this not as a good thing but a catastrophe) so within the next few years, immense scientific advancements began taking place as scientists were all working harder than ever. and within the next few decade, the humans, who thought they were so smart, devised a mass evacuation plan. and within the next few centuries, they initiated the plan. everything proceeded smoother than expected. by the time a thousand years had passed, not a trace of humans remained on the planet earth. all the better for earth, i suppose. the end.
story 40
there once was a little boy who loved to draw. the little boy spent all his time drawing and drawing and drawing and neglected everything else and his parents couldn't do a thing about it. but eventually, because he spent so much time on it, he got carpal tunnel syndrome. and after that, he naturally couldn't draw anymore. this made him very sad. he cried and cried but there was nothing to be done about it. so he found a new pastime to entertain himself - reading. and the more he read, the more he began to discover the true delights behind good literature. soon he was spending as much time devouring books as he once did drawing. but this led to his getting extremely nearsighted. he became so nearsighted he was almost blind. without his contacts or glasses, he couldn't see a thing. and thus he switched over to audiobooks. much better for the eyes. but it wasn't the same. eventually he discarded audiobooks for music. because just as much joy could be obtained from music as from literature or art. but being a teenager, he naturally got wind of the popular music. and the loud rap music and punk music and other whatevers made him go deaf. at this point he said "screw this. i can see the stupid pattern already." so he decided to speed up the damn process and he went around the world eating the best gourmet foods in every country known. and then he went home and became a baker. and gorged himself on all sorts of good foods and breads and cakes and sweets. and he lived a happy life until his death, for brownies and muffins never did anyone harm. that is, until they gave him a heart attack and he died a happy, fat, premature death.
^ had i had things my way this story would have ended with a morbid, terrible, disturbing death. but keropi wanted a happy ending. so i stole adam's happy cookie story's ending.
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Date: 2005-09-26 04:04 pm (UTC)32. That is a disturbing thought, but it's like trying to give meaning to life that you can't understand. You just can't understand it, and you have to deal with things at your scale. Going to far out will just get you in trouble.
33. That story disturbs me in the sense, that Justice is just like a newborn baby who follows those who lead him properly. If we use our proper judgement, justice will not be corrupt. Somewhat your point?
34. It makes me think of FMA. x.X;; 'cept it's a little more like Pandora's box. I like this story a lot. ^^
35. .... -coughs- This seems somewhat...reminiscent of a particular event that occured last week, but kind of didn't. /me eyes Ramen-chan. Ahem.
36. Hahahaha~
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Date: 2005-09-26 04:05 pm (UTC)36. This also seems reminiscent of something. >.< Oh the implications...
37. -still laughing- :D
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Date: 2005-09-26 04:40 pm (UTC)Hehe. Cows.
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Date: 2005-09-26 04:40 pm (UTC)Hee. Well, I saw the bitch today in passing and felt like writing that. And don't hit me. I had to put in the little girl with a whip. It was too good a thought to not share.