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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 19, 2018 0:09:18 GMT -5
Hi everyone! So, I had an idea, and who knows if it'll take off or not, but I thought it was worth putting out there ^^ Would anyone be interested in starting a writing club, where we can post short excerpts of things we write that we find simply beautiful? For instance, I LOVE to write about love (falling in love, being in love, heartbreak, etc.) and sometimes I write about it, and end up with something really pretty that I want to share! And I'm sure I'm not the only one. Of course, these things don't have to be super long (usually for me, they anywhere from a sentence to a few paragraphs) but just sharing the kind of writing that hits ya in the feels ya know? Would anyone be interested in making a writing club where you can post short bits packed with emotion, love, hurt, passion, etc? If so, let me know  I think it could be fun! |
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Post by tigercry on Jan 19, 2018 1:41:22 GMT -5
ooh! I think this would be really cool!! I'd love to have a writing club! I'm a HUGE writer and write all the time between my college and high school classes anyway  I have a bunch of random stuff I've been writing lately and a few things I need inspiration for, which would be awesome for a writing club like thing! (Granted I can't reply till morning (it's almost midnight ) ) |
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Post by 𝐸𝓁𝑜𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓇 on Jan 19, 2018 1:49:10 GMT -5
yay!! this should be fun! feel free to post some stuff whenever  Also! if you ever want to share inspiration or beautiful quotes from other sources just for fun please feel free to do that as well! ^^ |
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Post by tigercry on Jan 19, 2018 10:26:02 GMT -5
alrighty!! I'll post a random short here in a minute ^_^ |
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Post by tigercry on Jan 19, 2018 10:43:56 GMT -5
“I heard there’s gonna be a canine team deployed to our area,” Mike said casually as he, Brendon, Leon, and Braxton all made their way to the mess hall, “anyone has any ideas on who it would be?” Brendon shook his head, “no, but I’m hoping for a woman, we’ve only had series upon series’ of male canine teams here,” he said as he grinned at today’s selection of items that he and the rest of his team hadn’t seen in a while. The cook at this particular base was amazing. “What kind of canine team? They’d get taken out within a week if they don’t have combat training.” Braxton said flatly as he chose a random item to eat since he didn’t care all that much. “True,” Mike admitted as he slid into place behind Braxton, “wait, don’t you know a canine team Leon?” He said, turning hazel eyes on his squad-mate and field captain. Leon nodded as he smiled kindly at the cook and let her choose what to give him, “surprise me,” he said before addressing Mike, his amber eyes fixed on his squad-mate. “I know a canine unit as they are actually called,” he snorted, “she’s a very beautiful but dangerous women and her dog has a bite that I bet could go through steel.” “No way,” Mike shook his head, “not possible.” Leon hummed an affirmative as he grinned at the surprise selection, “thanks,” he thanked the cook before leading his squad over to a mostly empty table where the rest of their squad was at. “Mornin’ soldiers,” he teased as he sat down. “Captain,” Ivory greeted from where she was cleaning her firearm, an empty plate in front of her. Ivory was with Mike, Leon, and Brendon as soldier status, they were the four in the field whose jobs were to defend the rest of their squad, or in Leon’s case, lead and direct. “Whatever, it’s too early.” Jay deadpanned from where he was lazily putting spoonfuls of cereal into his mouth. Jay was the team’s field medic, armed with a gun and special technology and healed injuries quickly he kept the team on their feet and supplied them with the needed supplies that he carried on his back in special lightweight and tiny storage discs. “Hello guys!” Bree chirped happily from where she was assembling a few circuits. Bree was a real-life genius, with a mind hardwired for numbers, calculations, and reading people, she was whatever their team needed her to be. Which was usually a sniper and recon specialist with special technology and drones along with her ‘armored’ feline that was trained to sneak around wearing a special camera. The mentioned cat was laying on the floor wearing his special camouflage coat that changed to blend in perfectly with his surroundings. Although the feature seemed to be off right now and he was missing the specially designed mask for his furry and whiskery face and ‘boots.’ “Morning,” Holly greeted as she paused eating her breakfast, “any orders yet?” She was the team’s strategist and diplomat, she received orders straight from the diplomatic side of the organization as well as being a translator with her ability to be a translator and lie detector with Bree’s help for hidden cues. “Well the canine unit should be arriving in the next half hour at the base’s entrance,” Leon responded swiftly, “our orders are to be at the gates at o’eight-hundred with Lion deployed and Ivory’s scope trained on the vehicle to make sure they make it here okay. The handler may be completely geared up and should be wearing a bulletproof vest, but that doesn’t mean that we shouldn’t be careful with the raids going on around here.” He looked at Holly, “what is her information?” “Well you already know her captain,” Holly replied as she took a file from her pack that was sitting on the ground underneath her, “the handler’s name is Lieutenant Cynthia Lawson, she’s a ‘retired’ combat officer, went through three years of canine training before she received her dog, whose name is Lila, and was thrown straight into the field where she’s been nicknamed the ‘Animal Whisperer.’ Three years ago her status caught up with her and she and her dog were captured in Vyla where she was freed by her dog that she somehow managed to get out, three months later. She’s been in the field with no major issues since.” Holly skimmed through the file, “she doesn’t have a dominant hand, she’s been treated for nerve damage in her left arm and it’s rumored she’s supposed deaf, something that resulted from being too close to an explosion.” Leon gave a snort that he quickly corrected as Brad strode into the mess hall and everyone stood up, the captains of each team strode over while the other soldiers simply saluted and waited. Leon stood in front of Brad, shoulders straight, posture correct, and with a swift salute. Brad looked the captains over before he spoke, “all teams have been given orders this morning, has that information been distributed?” “Yes, sir!” The captains replied swiftly and in sync. “Those orders will be followed today?” “Yes, sir!” “Light squadron,” Brad said and looked at Leon, “you will be there to welcome your new squad-mate?” “Yes, sir,” Leon replied swiftly, “by o’eight-hundred, sir.” “Then at ease,” Brad said before he strode toward where he could actually get some breakfast. Everyone relaxed and sat back down, a low buzz of conversation began to fill the room as the captains returned to their squads. “Cynthia’s deaf alright,” Leon told his squad as he sat back down, “but she’s had these tiny fancy high tech things in her ears that converts the sound to vibration artificially.” “How do you know the Lieutenant Leon?” Mike asked curiously. Brendon smirked, “is she one of the women you’ve met on liberty?” He said and lifted one eyebrow. Leon rolled his eyes, “I met her when we were kids, she was the strange ‘Justice brat’ in the neighborhood who was usually in the woods goofing off and playing with the wildlife. Beyond that, she was a really popular and cute girl in high school who could and would kick anybody’s butt-” “Basically they were high school sweethearts,” Holly cut him off, only daring to because she was his sister and she already knew the story, “but Cynthia’s father shipped her off to the Justice Academy the month after she turned nineteen.” Brendon whistled, “wow, I was not expecting that one.” Leon shrugged, “she’s a rebel though, doesn’t follow rules beyond the standard ones and the set of rules she’s had since forever.” Jay smirked, “in high school, they were the mushiest couple ever.” Leon narrowed his eyes as Brendon and Mike snorted, “don’t overstep your boundaries soldier,” he said a little stiffly to Jay, but Bree came to his rescue. “Oh really?” Bree said and she leaned closer to Jay, propping her head up on her left arm with her amber eyes fixated on her significant other, “if I remember correctly you were the hopeless geek chasing after the school’s shiest student and then the school’s resident genius.” Jay frowned when Mike, Brendon, Leon, and even Braxton and Ivory, all at least smirked if not chuckled. “Bree was darn near perfect in high school so there’s not much you can say about her,” Leon smirked at his brother, “she was popular, smart, and a social butterfly.” “Whatever,” Jay huffed, “I’m beaten, happy?” he asked the question mainly directed at Bree. “Yep!” Bree giggled and leaned down to rub her cat’s soft fur. Leon glanced at his watch, “let’s roll, it’s nearing the time of our orders.” ~ “I have a view of the truck,” Ivory said of the coms from where she was perched somewhere with her scope trained on the coming truck, “it looks to be going well so far, sir.” “I second that,” Bree stated, she was hiding against a wall with an electronic tablet in her hands from which she was watching through Lion’s camera as the cat slowly slunk near the truck, pausing every once in a while to ensure that he couldn’t be seen. “Cynthia’s not visible from the front though captain, sir.” “It’s likely she’s in the back with her dog, the passenger seat is a highly risky position,” Leon told his team from where he was looking through high tech binoculars. “Keep in position, the vehicle is nearing the gate. Holly, are you in position?” “Yes, sir,” Holly replied swiftly, “I’m waiting for the truck to arrive, sir.” “Good, contact in a few seconds,” Leon said as he watched the truck slow to a stop at the gate and Holly to exchange a conversation with someone in Ruxian before it slowly pulled up to the entrance and stopped. “Lieutenant Cynthia Lawson,” Leon spoke firmly, “I am Commander Leonardo Bramble of the Light Squadron, you have arrived at the base, please step out.” He could hear Holly translating it into a different language for the driver’s sake behind him. The back door opened and a woman stepped out of the vehicle after making a soft clicking noise with her tongue, a silent signal to her dog. “Lower your weapon Commander,” the women said as she moved out of the way of the car door, “and tell your sniper to stand down,” she added as she took off her sunglasses and perched them on the top of her head. The woman’s blue eyes were vibrant and dangerous. Leon made sure to keep his tone in a commander typical style, “Sniper stand down, lower your weapons soldiers.” His squad did as he asked, “ma'am, please bring out your dog as well.” Cynthia waited till the weapons were lowered before she agreed, “Lila, heel.” A golden retriever looking dog jumped out of the car and stood at Cynthia’s feet, it’s exotic blue eyes were focused and it seemed to be sniffing for scents and adjusting to its surroundings. “Mia,” Cynthia said to the dog and the dog obeyed, sitting down at her feet. Lila had a mini bulletproof vest that covered the dog’s torso, a black collar was around its neck, the vest had small pouches along the animal’s flanks, and Cynthia had a decently long leash dangling around her neck. Cynthia pulled a decently sized pack out of the car before she shut the door and thanked the driver in Ruxian who pulled away and out the front gate. “Tell us about your dog Lieutenant,” Leon instructed as he began to led the way deeper into the base, “and please leash it.” “Her, Cynthia corrected, “and don’t worry, she won’t go anywhere unless I say so or let her explore.” Leon simply nodded and gestured for his squad to follow as Cynthia followed him and began to tell his team about her partner. “My partner is named Lila, she’s trained for looking for mines, explosives, drugs, and injured personnel. She can also track scents, tell me if someone is armed and how many weapons they have on them, and attack on command. She can also do random tricks if you ask her too while in the dorms or where ever we go when off duty.” Lila was silently trotting at her heels, her tail swishing softly as she trotted alongside her handler. Leon nodded stiffly, “Can you demonstrate the whole armed thing?” Cynthia shrugged, “sure, on who?” Leon pointed to Brendon, “him.” Cynthia nodded and brushed one hand against her dog’s head, “Vika,” she spoke to Lila and subtly pointed to Brendon, “yuro?” Lila looked at Brendon, her black nose flaring slightly as the dog breathed in the scents. Then she pawed at the ground with her left front paw three times with varying lengths of time and twice with her left with a direction, left, then up. “He’s armed with a rifle, and two smaller guns along with two knives, one at his left thigh and the other at his left shoulder.” Cynthia replied before she continued walking. Leon blinked and looked at Brendon who looked mystified but nodded, “that’s correct, sir.”
Leon nodded, “alright, how?” “Lila can smell the gunpowder on a gun that’s ever been fired and the metal of a knife,” Cynthia shrugged, “using that she can pinpoint where the scent comes from. Guns smell like gunpowder, brass, and metal, knives typically smell like steel or silver.” Leon nodded slowly, “ah.” Suddenly he stopped as Lila abruptly growled and bared her teeth. Cynthia froze as well, her right hand going toward a knife at her waist, “what Lila?” Lila lifted her tail, making it stick straight up as Cynthia grasped the dog’s vest around the collar. “You have a problem,” Cynthia said quietly, her voice hushed, “someone inside isn’t a member of the Justice.” Leon narrowed his eyes, “can you track him or her?” Cynthia nodded, “Ragiaru,” she said to Lila before she let go of the vest and ducked her head, keeping her head down. She then clicked her tongue and Lila sprang, the dog silently moving at a half run, her tail still straight up. Cynthia silently followed, her footsteps soft and barely audible on the hardwood flooring. Leon followed behind them, his surprise growing. This was indeed a test, Brad had instructed to have them tested before put out onto the field. Even though he was dying to return to his squad’s haven, where he could properly greet Cynthia and Lila. Lila lowered herself to the ground next to a corner, her blue eyes fixated in front of her. Cynthia stood above her, making sure to stay in a position where someone wouldn’t be able to see them. “Uka,” she spoke a moment later as she stepped back, “test complete correct?” She asked as she watched a man walk past them, definitely one of the natives. Leon nodded. |
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Post by ✽Boop✽ on Jan 20, 2018 3:58:35 GMT -5
I'd like to be a part of this! I do come up with ideas sometimes, sometimes disconnected from actual plots. I'm also writing a story on this forum, and sometimes I come up with dialogue that comes farther in the plot than what I've written so far. I can't imagine I'd share it all that often, but it would be cool to post whatever dramatic dialogue I come up with here before it gets put in the story  |
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Post by ✽Boop✽ on Jan 20, 2018 14:19:01 GMT -5
The man gazed directly into Finn's eyes and took in a deep breath. This was it; he'd finally learn the reason why the Hunter spared him that night.
"I had never seen such a beautiful animal."
At these words Finn gasped, eyes growing wide in surprise. Back then he never realized it because of the fear, but now it was becoming very clear- he too had seen something beautiful that night.
He had never seen such a beautiful man.
(A little excerpt from my story, though it may or may not actually appear in it) |
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Post by tigercry on Jan 20, 2018 15:14:08 GMT -5
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Post by ✽Boop✽ on Jan 20, 2018 16:09:04 GMT -5
Thank you! |
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 0:01:41 GMT -5
Random Short #2
Waking up From A Virtual World
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Cynthia jolted awake with a gasp, her sapphire blue eyes snapped open and for a few moments she simply breathed heavily, her vision was obscured by the metallic device she was inside that had taken years of her life away without her knowing about it. What... It worked? She wondered dimly and weakly struggled against the restraints that had her wrists pinned down from, Where's everyone else? Am I the only one who managed to wake up? Panic was rising in her chest, Oh my god, she struggled harder, her breathing was beginning to rattle in her chest and the beeping of machines made it worse. Where's Leon? Or Bree? Or C-Cleo, her thought process abruptly fell flat and she felt like crying herself asleep and futilely hoping that what was going on right now was a dream.
Cleo was gone, the girl Cynthia had raised for three and a half years was gone! She would never see her little girl again with how they didn't know if Cleo was part of the virtual world and a program, or if she was an actual person who the creators had stolen as an infant for the program and for Cynthia and Leon's relationship. They already knew that Cynthia's parents were a programmed version of her real parents, so the little girl Cynthia had raised could've easily been a program. Cynthia stopped struggling against the restraints and instead simply stared up at the black tinted metal of the tube-like device she was inside for a few moments, feeling her mind begin to quietly accept that she had indeed lost her daughter and that for all she knew Leon could be on the opposite end of the world. "I've lost everything," she whispered, her voice hoarse and hardly audible from having not used it in roughly eleven years here in the real world, "my home, my friends, my career," she shut her eyes, feeling tears press against the corners of her eyes, "my family," her voice wobbled and she briefly broke into silence, unable to speak with the emotions now clogging her throat. Leon my husband, Holly my best friend, Cleo my daughter, Mia my dog, everything. She turned her head to the right and continue to stare at the metal, it's like waking up to my entire life is a dream. I don't even know when the real world ended and the virtual world began. Unlike Bree, who had minor inconsistencies to tell her when her entrance into the VR world was, Cynthia's was seamless, she honestly had no idea.
The sound of a metal door being flung open hardly fazed Cynthia with how deep her growing depression seemed to be, even when the metal above her retracted and revealed a thin but strong layer of glass.~ Leon jolted back into the real world with a startled yell and he stared at the scientist who was now leaning over him, concerned for the blonde's well being. Anger flooded Leon's veins it was because of these people that he had lost the love of his life and his own daughter. "Get me out of this thing," he growled, his voice dripping with fury, "before I kill you," he added, feeling the urge to wring that scientist's neck and go on a murder spree for all the pain they had caused him and his wife. Leon stopped abruptly. Wait, Cynthia wasn't his wife anymore, they weren't married here in the real world and they probably didn't even know each other either. Now the blonde twenty-six-year-old could add heartbroken to his current list of emotions, and it made him even angrier. The scientist scrambled away from Leon and the glass that was separating him from the raging blonde and moved toward a button on the wall. "If you press that button so help me I will do to you and your family what you scientists did to mine!" Leon roared, scaring the scientist and a little himself. He hadn't realized exactly how angry he actually was. The scientist froze, staring at him through round glasses rimmed blue eyes that painfully reminded him of Cynthia's. "w-what do you w-want me to do?" The male scientist stammered, staring at Leon in fear. "First get me out of this wretched machine" Leon growled, "and second, tell me where Cynthia Lawson is." The scientist hastily rushed over and pressed a button, at which the glass cover popped open, and another button which made the restraints release Leon's wrists and ankles. "T-the p-person you're l-looking for is d-downstairs and d-down h-hall E." Leon sat up and pushed the glass thin away, grimacing at the uncomfortable white clothing he was dressed in. He looked over at the scientist who was about his height and build and at the slacks he was wearing. Not the most comfortable pants in the world, but way better than these cotton junk. "Give me your pants and belt," he barked at the scientist, "you can have these things instead." He shook one of his pant legs to emphasize his point.
The scientist blanched and stared at him for a few moments trying to decide if he was joking or not.~ What I would give for a comfortable pair of jeans right now, Leon groaned as he jogged down the stairs and toward the hallway labeled E wearing the scientist's slacks and no shirt. These slacks aren't that comfortable either, but I need to find Cynthia, she's probably even more upset than I am. He found the hallway and swerved around a corner where he started sliding the key card into doors and flinging them open while calling Cynthia's name. "Cynthia?"
Three doors down the hall he called Cynthia's name and it died in his throat when he flicked the light switch. Cynthia was lying on her back, her wrists and ankles were restrained, she was in similar clothing to Leon's earlier clothes, and had her head tilted away from the doorway and toward the opposite wall. "Cynthia?" He called her name as he rushed into the room and pressed the buttons to release her restraints and lift the glass half of the cylinder. "Sunshine, it's me, Leon," he called and gently put one hand on her left shoulder as she rolled over onto her right side, her shoulders trembling slightly. He could hear her sniffling and the occasional hiccup like she had been crying for at least a few minutes. "Sweetheart," he said, his amber eyes softening slightly, "talk to me please, I'm right here."
Cynthia didn't speak, rather she grasped his hand that was lying on her shoulder and started to sob.
Leon felt his heart give a painful squeeze, at the sound. Leaving the VR world had ruined the woman he had fallen in love with while in the VR world itself, she had thought she had lost him, she had lost her home and career, and most of all she had lost their daughter, the girl she had worked so hard to raise and loved so much.End |
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Post by ✽Boop✽ on Jan 21, 2018 0:39:36 GMT -5
Omg that's so sad?? I hardly know them but I JUST WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY.
Good work though!
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 0:46:32 GMT -5
Omg that's so sad?? I hardly know them but I JUST WANT THEM TO BE HAPPY. Good work though! Thanks! I enjoyed writing it! I saw a short preview for a movie and it randomly inspired that mess of sadness, so I wrote it and posted it I'll make sure to make my next short happier |
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 16:10:40 GMT -5
(This one is long so it's in a spoiler thingy  ) Random Short #2
Sad Song Sonfiction
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Random Short #2
Sad Song Sonfiction
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Cynthia, Leon- 19
"Leave me alone!" Cynthia's voice rose to a high pitch as she tugged on his grip on her wrist, "let me go, Leon!" She cried, her hands were shaking as she tried to pry his fingers from her wrist, tears were trickling down her face and the liquid half blinded her. "Let me explain!" Leon pleaded with her, his heart was breaking at seeing how torn up she was, StarClan he never meant for this to happen! He never meant to do this to her! One argument where he overstepped his bounds caused one thing to happen after another, and now he was dealing with Cynthia's reaction to the whole thing. "I didn't mean to do it, Cynthia!" Cynthia vigorously shook her head, "I don't care! Let me go!" She was getting hysterical, the gentle and feisty singer was broken, her pride was smashed, her heart was broken to pieces, and her trust in the one person she needed to have in her life had been shattered. "I don't want you touching me!" Leon pleaded with her, "Please let me explain! I didn't mean to hurt you!" "You did!" Cynthia cried, "let me go!" " I didn't mean to cheat on you!" Leon exclaimed, trying to get her to see that he hadn't meant to do any of it. That broke the floodgate, Cynthia started sobbing, almost unable to speak anymore through the force of her emotions and the betrayal she was feeling, "let me go…" She sobbed, pulling fruitlessly against his grip, "please…" Leon's heart broke when she looked at him, her blue eyes were round from the earlier shock, red-rimmed from her tears and tears swam in her beautiful blue eyes. "Cynthia…" "Let me go…" Cynthia pleaded brokenly, "let me go Leon…" Leon felt a hand on his shoulder and his brother spoke up, "let her go, Leon," Jay said, his tone was calm but anger simmered beneath the surface. "She's going to hyperventilate." Leon numbly did as his brother asked and released Cynthia's wrist, his amber eyes followed her as she fled from him, running away toward where Bree walked in the front door and colliding with her hard enough that Bree was knocked backward into the wall. Bree's amber eyes widened and the brunette quickly dropped everything in her arms to envelope Cynthia in a tight hug, still sitting on the floor with her crutches sprawled on the floor nearby. Cynthia finally broke down, blubbering as she buried her face into her friend's shoulder and howled, a huddled mess on the floor with Bree hugging her and gently comforting her. Holly walked in the door a moment later and quickly knelt down, resting one hand on her sobbing friend's back, her green eyes were highly concerned and worried even as Bree gently rocked slightly from side to side, quietly hushing Cynthia's cries. She looked up at Leon who just gazed brokenly back at her. "What happened?" Holly asked, having been gone for the past few days. Leon turned around and started numbly up the stairs, hearing his brother answer for him. "Leon and Cynthia had an argument last night and Leon…" Leon couldn't hear the rest of the sentence as he disappeared up the stairs and went into his and Cynthia's room for the first time since his and Cynthia's argument where he froze, staring at the room, having stayed in his brother's room for the night. It was a mess, Cynthia seemed to have been more upset than he thought she had. The room was a complete mess, Cynthia had strewn books, art supplies, clothes, blankets, notebooks, and even all of her small notebooks that held all of her lyrics were all over the floor, one of the lyric books was laying on the floor face up with a few pages ripped out and crumpled up or torn and shredded. The bed was messy, with all of Leon's blankets on the floor while Cynthia's were messy enough that Leon could tell that she had tossed and turned for a while. Cynthia was usually a decently heavy sleeper and hardly moved when she was asleep once she found a comfortable spot, so the blankets were usually pretty neat if she had slept well. He numbly went over to the open lyric book and looked at the open page that had newer ink and was written in an angry and messy scrawl of Cynthia's. The title was 'Don't let me Stop you' and Leon looked blankly out the window. "What have I done…" he breathed aloud.
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Leon looked back at his computer screen, he had been watching stuff on youtube when he got a notification from his laptop from youtube from Cynthia's youtube channel with the title, My Excuse For Not Uploading Videos. He was half tempted to click on it and half tempted not too, simply because he wasn't sure what he was going to survive watching it. Bracing himself he put on headphones and clicked on it, holding his breath as it loaded. Guilt bit at his gut when it did load and began. Cynthia had her face camera on and was weakly smiling at the screen, her blue eyes were still red-rimmed and she looked just as broken as when she had that few days ago. "Hey SapphireSquad," Cynthia started, her blue gaze flickering downward toward the desk, like she was struggling to make the video in the first place. "I apologize a thousand times for not uploading lately, but I've honestly not been mentally fit to make any videos and I lost a few of my latest song lyrics. I know I'm starting to sound like a messed up excuse maker, so I'll tell you guys what's going on, or more like what happened." She fidgeted slightly in her chair and cleared her throat before she began, "a few days ago I had an argument with my boyfriend, which you know, every couple argues, and we've had some pretty big ones, but this one was terrible and it involved my chosen career as a musician and YouTuber." Leon felt even more guilty, he had accidentally said that she should choose a different career and that it was a little silly being a YouTuber. "Anyway, so we argued and he left, walking out the front door and leaving me by myself in the house I share with CheerfulCuriousity," Cynthia continued, "I admit that I totally ruined me and my boyfriend's bedroom and tore some of the lyrics in my lyric book out, but hey," She tried to look indignant, "I was super upset and hurt about the whole thing. Anyway," her face fell to a more sad expression, "He stayed in his brother's room and I overheard them talking, more like yelling the next morning and I found out that he had…" She hesitated and her shoulders hunched slightly like she was trying to protect and reassure herself, "he cheated on me, and I can't just forgive him, I-It's not even as simple like he kissed a different girl or whatever… Anyway, I confronted him later that afternoon after crying enough that I gave myself a headache, and he admitted it and tried to explain to me what happened but I couldn't handle it and refused to let him explain. He broke my trust and it's been really hard for me." She sighed and ran one hand through her hair, "so I'm sorry but there won't be any videos till I recover from this." She sighed, cradling her head in her hands, "my life is screwed up." She then said a sentence that made Leon feel like he had stabbed himself in the heart. "We were supposed to be getting engaged," Cynthia whispered as she lifted her head and rested her arms back on the table, her blue gaze distanced slightly like she wasn't completely focused on the task at hand. "He's taken me out to look at rings," she sounded a little choked up now, "and possible places for the whole proposal." she bit her lower lip for a few moments and Leon knew she was keeping her lip from trembling from her emotions. "We've talked about possible wedding colors, styles, and even a possible time." She closed her eyes for a moment and Leon guessed she was reorganizing her thoughts. "So yeah, sorry everyone, but I can't upload until I can recover properly," tears were pricking at the corners of her eyes now and Leon felt even worse than before, "I wish you all tons of luck with everything you do till the next time I upload, until next time." The video switched to her exit screen, with some of her music being background music and a few links to her channel, art videos, game videos, and music videos. Leon paused it and ran one hand through his blonde hair, he felt terrible, even worse than before. He scrolled down to the comments, looking at the comments pinned at the top.
CheerfulCuriousity(Official)Pinned by SapphireGleam Guys, I know that you all want to kill the boy who screwed up and cheated on Sapphire, but you all need to understand that he's an impulsive person and that it was an accident. In no way does that excuse his actions, but that does mean that everyone should be considerate of what he is going through as well.
PerfectGrumpyTone(Official)Pinned by SapphireGleam I agree with Cheerful, while yes, he definitely deserves to be kicked into next week, think about him as well. I wish you luck Sapphire and feeling better (it gets better over time, take it from me) and I will hunt that boy down if you or Cheerful would like me too.
LeafofIntelligence(Official)Pinned by SapphireGleam Sorry about my pain in the butt of a brother Sapphire, he's pretty impulsive and tends to make terrible decisions when he's angry, so I hope you forgive him for his actions. He loves you a heck of a lot and I hope you feel better soon, you can always come to me or Cheerful if you'd like, we're always here for you Saph.
Leon felt both worse, and better knowing that their friends were there to support her while he had screwed up and didn't know how to fix it. He skimmed through other comments, looking at what other people said and feeling his guilt worsen at the comments directed toward him and their rude words and threats, but he stumbled onto another comment and blinked, noticing how the person had defended him.
Banannasrule2018 Guys, the guy's actions are uncalled for I wholeheartedly agree, but what's the point of being rude to him? Three trusted YouTubers are telling us to be easy on him because it was an accident, stop bad mouthing him and be nice. Everyone makes mistakes, and while his actions are a terrible mistake, that doesn't mean we should make him feel worse! What if he was reading through the comments right now? I hope the guy reads this comment because I'm sure I'm one of the few not bad mouthing him and getting all upset at him. I know his actions were terrible and I agree, but not everyone can be as perfect as Sapphire, and I hope he knows what he's now missing out on, SapphireGleam's incredible! And SapphireGleam, if he doesn't see that you're the best girl out there in the world then it's his problem.
Leon blinked in surprise when before his eyes Cynthia responded to the comment.
SapphireGleam(Official) I wouldn't be surprised if he did read through these, he has a habit of guilt-tripping himself after something bad happens, thank you Banannasrule2018, you're correct, it was an accident, I'm aware that it was. But it's not something that can be forgiven after a few days, it takes time to rebuild that trust and I haven't seen him try to apologize either, so it'll take time. I'm flattered you think so highly of me, it's a gladly appreciated compliment, it's nice to know that my viewers and trusted fans (even if some of you are crazy ) are still there and are still supporting me. Thank you Banannasrule2018, I hope your day will be bright like a sapphire
Leon closed his laptop, feeling as guilty as before and wishing with all his heart that he could go back in time and prevent himself from cheating on Cynthia.
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Leon jogged over to Cynthia as she was leaving the school, "Cindy wait!" Cynthia tensed and shot off, sprinting away from him just as he was about to touch her shoulder, "leave me alone!" She yelled over her shoulder as she sprinted back into the school and threw open the door to a stairwell before racing up the stairs. She didn't want to talk to him, she didn't. He broke her in more ways than one, and there was no way in the world she was going to let him break her even more. I don't want to! He will hurt me even more! Cynthia thought in a slightly panicked state and ran faster, able to hear his pounding footsteps little ways behind her. He cheated on me, I can't talk to him, I just can't! She shoved open the stairwell door, nearly running into a poor sophomore before she swerved out of his way, and slid around the corner not breaking her pace. She could hear her heavy breathing in her ears, she could feel her pulse beating erratically as she tried to outrun Leon despite that she knew it was a lost cause, she was never going to escape him… "Leon! What are you doing?!" Cynthia couldn't have ever been happier to hear Ivory's voice in her life. The blonde was standing near one of the lockers, Braxton's arms loosely around her waist, however, she pushed Braxton's arms away and moved away from him as Cynthia shot behind her, hiding behind the junior, panting and out of breath while clutching her lyric notebook to her chest. Leon skidded to a stop in front of Ivory, "I wanted to ask Cynthia to help me with something," he told Ivory, "the talent show's coming up-" Ivory cut him off with her arms crossed over her chest, "I am well aware of the talent show," she said cooly, "I want to know why you were chasing her up a flight of stairs and down a hallway!" She snapped at him. "I was trying to ask her to help me with the talent show!" Leon exclaimed, throwing his hands up in the air, "that's it!" Ivory narrowed her eyes, "Leon, Cynthia doesn't want to talk to you, you hurt her and she needs time to heal without you tearing open the healing wounds." "For StarClan's sake! It was an accident! I didn't mean to do it!" "You didn't mean to… you have got to be kidding me," Ivory then snarled, "you didn't mean to go prancing off with Hannah?!" "No! I didn't!" Leon replied in exasperation, "I was blinded by anger! I had argued with Cynthia and offended her terribly! I was furious at her and myself! I didn't mean to 'prance off' with Hannah!" Ivory took a step toward him, "Then why haven't you apologized?!" "Because she's more skittish than a rabbit!" Leon retorted, "Cynthia's been so skittish around me that I can hardly say even two words to her!" Cynthia's ears were ringing now and her head was spinning, she needed to go home and either hide somewhere for a while or find somewhere she could relax and possibly sleep. "Well, I wonder why!" Ivory short back and neither of them noticed that Cynthia started sprinting down the hallway toward a different stairwell. "I didn't mean to!" Leon shot back "Ivory-" Braxton tried to get her attention. "Shut it, Braxton," Ivory snapped, "she gave everything to you Leon, of course, she's skittish! You broke her trust in you!" "Ivory-" Braxton tried again but this time Leon cut him off. "I know she has!" Leon retorted, "I know and I can't do anything about it!" "IVORY!" Braxton yelled, finally getting their attention. "What?!" Ivory snapped at him, her frustration in Leon before slightly taken out on Braxton. "Cynthia left," Braxton said calmly, "she ran off, probably to go home." Ivory nodded before she looked at Leon, "fix this," she growled, "otherwise I will beat you to a pulp." She then grasped Braxton by the hand and began pulling him down the hall, silently simmering in anger. Leon sighed, ran one hand through his hair, and walked down from where he had come up the stairs. I have to apologize, even if I have to trap her to do it.
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Leon crept quietly into Cynthia's bedroom and closed the door behind him. He could hear the water running in her bathroom so he had enough time to drop off his hoodie and stand by the door before she came into the room. He waited as the water turned off, feeling a little nervous, not wanting to trap her but having not much of a choice if he wanted her to potentially forgive him. Cynthia came into the room a few minutes later, she used two fingers to brush tears away from her blue eyes as she closed the bathroom door and gave a small hiccup. Leon's heart stung painfully, knowing that he was the reason for her long bouts of crying, but it warmed slightly, she looked beautiful. Upset and clearly torn up about something, but beautiful. Cynthia looked like she was going to go to sleep, with her blue soccer shorts and a tank-top, comfortable clothes for her. Her black hair was damp, dripping occasionally from her bangs and down the side of her head to her neck where the water pooled slightly at her collarbones, and she was wearing her glasses, so he assumed she had taken out her contacts. "Cynthia," he said quietly and noticed how she tensed up like a board at the sound of his voice, "can I talk to you?" Cynthia clenched her jaw like she was arguing with herself before she nodded and reluctantly continued moving toward the bed, still intending to go to sleep. Leon looked around the room, noticing how she hadn't moved anything of his, having instead kept them all clean and organized. The bedroom was much more organized than that last time he had seen it. "You haven't moved any of my stuff," he said, trying to come up with what to say. Cynthia sat down on the bed and shrugged, not saying anything in return. Leon pulled a chair from the desk and sat down in it near her, giving her all of the space that she wanted, "I want your help," He said quietly. "With what?" Cynthia replied, her voice was a little nasally, no doubt from the crying she had done. "The talent show?" "Yeah," Leon said, feeling the awkwardness and tension between them seemed to be getting thicker the longer he was in the room. "I was going to do a song but the song I wanted to do got rejected and when I made another one and got it approved I realized that there's a second part… a girl's part." He avoided looking her in the eyes, trying to keep it secret that he had made it for them before he had ruined their relationship. "Lyrics?" Cynthia asked quietly as she took off her glasses and cleaned them with her shirt and Leon scooted the chair closer before he reached over and dropped her copy onto the bed. "It starts with me singing these," Leon told her quietly, "You… and I, we're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky… With you, I'm alive! Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide…" Suddenly he stopped singing abruptly as he felt Cynthia's lips being gently pressed against his own. He tensed up, unsure what to do in this situation. The kiss itself was gentle, chaste, and held a hint of longing, like Cynthia severely missed their relationship and the way it used to be, like when he would build a childish fort out of the blankets of the bed and he'd pull her under it with her where together they would goof off, telling each other ridiculous stories between laughter filled cuddles and kisses. Leon responded to the kiss a moment later, but when his hand brushed the side of her face, Cynthia pulled back, keeping her face still close to his own like she used to when they had kissed before. She liked to be close enough that she could repeat the action if she felt like it. "Sorry," her voice was slightly hushed like she was still caught in the effects of the kiss itself. "I shouldn't have. We're not together anymore." She mumbled and sat up straight before brushing her bangs behind her ears. "Sorry." "It's okay," Leon told her sincerely, "I don't mind." Cynthia closed her eyes, "I shouldn't have kissed you," she shook her head slightly as if slightly in denial, "you cheated on me." Leon nodded, feeling even more guilty than he already had been, "and I'm sorry, I can apologize a thousand times and always be sorry-" "We were supposed to be getting married soon, Leon!" Cynthia's blue eyes flashed open, and finally, Leon got to hear what she had really been thinking. She choked up slightly, her blue eyes glittering with more tears, "I wanted the engagement so bad," Leon's heart stuttered at the past tense, "I wanted to spend my life with you so badly and you threw it away!" She said thickly. "I know I did," Leon replied, "I honestly didn't mean to do anything with Hannah, I wanted and still want you to marry me, Cynthia," He said sincerely, hope fluttering in his heart. "I still want a blue and gold wedding because you chose the colors, I still want to be with you for the rest of my life!" "Leon," Cynthia said quietly, "you didn't just kiss a different girl," she closed her eyes again, with a few tears escaping her blue eyes, "you did more than that and I can't forgive you right now." She opened her eyes again before she ducked her head, clutching the paper in her hands in a tight grip. Leon's heart fell and he nodded, feeling a lump growing in his throat as he saw rapid tear droplets splash against the paper that he had laminated, "I know." He stood up, taking his part of the song with him as he did so, "if you forgive me by the time the talent show rolls around please help me with the song." He walked over to the door and looked back at her, looking at her hunched form and speaking in a thick voice. "I love you, you're the only one my heart wants, I love you, Cynthia Casi Lawson." He heard Cynthia give a heaving sob once he left and shut the door behind him.
Three Weeks Pass Leon sighed heavily as he tightened his necktie and fixed it's position so that it wasn't crooked. If he was going to do this he didn't want to look dumb while standing on the stage singing by himself and potentially embarrass himself while Cynthia didn't show up to the talent show to help him. He hoped that Cynthia would forgive him after their conversation inside their bedroom when he had given her the lyrics to the song, but so far she hadn't responded, which meant he didn't know if she would show up. He hadn't even seen her had lunch today, which in of itself was weird. A voice broke him from his thoughts. "Our next participant is Senior Leonardo Bramble singing Sad Song by We the Kings," The director for the talent show, who was Diana, introduced Leon, "Leon, will you please come onto the stage?" Leon adjusted the wireless mic earpiece he had before he pushed through the curtains and onto the stage as the music started. I can only hope at this point, he thought to himself as he waited for his cue which he received a moment later. "You… and I... we're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky… With you, I'm alive! Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide. So stop time here in the moonlight, 'cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes!" He sang softly, keeping his tone sad and almost depressed, which wasn't that hard in the first place. "Without you! I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole! Without you, I've got no hand to hold! Without you, I feel torn like a sail in a storm… Without you, I'm just a sad song…" He sighed, he didn't see Cynthia, now he was going to be embarrassed and mortified. "I'm just a sad song…" Then his head whipped around as the curtains softly rustled and he heard the sound of Cynthia's sandals against the hardwood flooring. "With you, I fall…" She walked closer to him, her blue eyes fixed on his face even as they heard the student body clapping slightly and a few of them whooped at the sight of Cynthia emerging onto the stage. "It's like I'm leaving all my past in silhouettes up on a wall…" She was actually holding a mic in one hand, having gotten used to singing into a microphone after everything that she did on a daily basis. "With you, I'm a beautiful mess…" Leon could agree with that statement, Cynthia was wearing a royal blue strapless dress with white sandals and her black hair was up in a bun with a blue rose pinned up in the bun itself. "It's like we're standing hand in hand with all our fear up on the edge," Cynthia continued singing, beginning the chorus, "so stop time right here in the moonlight, 'cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes…" Leon's heart swelled with joy as he took over in the song at his part of the chorus and stood next to her, facing her. "Without you, I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole! Without you I have no hand to hold! Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm… Without you, I'm just a sad song…." Cynthia rejoined in the song, getting lost in the music like she usually did when she sang, "You're the perfect melody, the only harmony I wanna hear! You're my favorite part of me! With you standing next to me I've got nothing to fear!" Leon smiled, his amber eyes lighting up and softening slightly, "Without you I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole…" He brought one hand up to cup Cynthia's cheek that was closest to the stage as she took over once again. "Without you I've got no hand to hold…" Cynthia sang softly. They both started singing again, raising their voices, "Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm!" "I'm just a sad song," Leon sang as Cynthia lowered her voice and sang in the background, "Without you I feel broke like Im half of a whole! Without you I have no hand to hold… Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm!" He paused for a moment before continuing, "Without you I'm just a sad song… I'm just a sad song…" His voice faded as the music trailed off and stopped. The student body clapped and cheered while Cynthia nervously laughed and Leon chuckled a little with her. "With that stunning performance," Diana started to wind down the talent show, talking about the positions and how the top performer or performers would go to the state competition while the second place would go to district and for everyone to vote for the competitors, while Leon and Cynthia slipped off of the stage to wait with everyone else. The silence between them was rather awkward as they walked, clearly unsure what to say to each other even after the performance. Leon braved the silence and asked her a question, nervousness made his tone wobble slightly. "Thank you for helping me," he said quietly, "even though you didn't have to and I don't deserve it.
"You're wrong," Cynthia responded after a few moments of silence, clearly choosing her words with care. "You deserve my help, you always have." Tendrils that were coming out of her bun were now partially hiding her blue eyes, "always." Leon looked over at her, "always?" Cynthia simply nodded, deciding not to say anything, unsure how to respond. Leon then tentatively asked his next question, "what… what did you decide?" "I forgive you," Cynthia said quietly and Leon smiled, "but," and Leon's smile turned apprehensive. "I want to go slow, I want to make sure it'll work this time." Leon smiled at her, "okay, we'll start slow and build up to what we had before." Cynthia nodded, she was still looking down at the floor walking beside him. "Yeah." "What else is bothering you?" Leon asked gently, picking up on her behavior pretty quickly. "Is there another but coming?" Cynthia shook her head, "no." She was then silent for a few moments before she spoke again, "I talked to Hannah a few days ago." Leon looked surprised, "what did she say?" "She said when you realized what was going on you left," Cynthia replied quietly and smiled slightly, "and she told me you were ranting about how you had messed up before you left." Her blue gaze drifted over to him, "she apologized to me for taking advantage of you in your angry state." Leon looked surprised, his surprise was mounting. "She did? Wow, I have to admit that I'm shocked." He said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. Cynthia looked up at him, a faint smile gracing her features, "me too, I was stunned, Hannah doesn't usually apologize like that." Her blue eyes softened, "but she saw how it had messed up our relationship and apologized to me, apologizing for taking advantage of you and of not realizing how badly it could ruin our relationship-" The intercom turned on over the speakers, "Leon and Cynthia please return to the stage along with Mike, Braxton, and Ivory." Cynthia and Leon looked at each other, what in the world? They arrived back on the stage a few moments later, confused and definitely not expecting what happened next. "The winning participant or the talent show is Leon and his companion Cynthia!" Both of their jaws opened, they hadn't been trying to get to the top three in the first place and they scored first?! Leon numbly took the trophy, his amber eyes were wide and he glanced at Cynthia, who had a matching look or shock and surprise. "The student body has selected you two to go to the state competition," Diana smiled at them, "which is in a few months, so if you'd like you can change up your routine or whatever. Bring our school the honor of winning!" She cheered and the rest of the students followed her lead. Cynthia and Leon locked eyes, determination now showing brightly in their eyes, they had a chance to give their school a parting gift, and despite their current issues they were going to do it. They were going to win state and bring their school the title finally since Leon's parents had gone to school.
~ It was dark, and Leon was feeling a little nervous, this was it, and he was particularly nervous. They had seen the competition being the last pair to go, but that didn't settle the worry gnawing at him and Cynthia. They had been working hard over to past month and a half learning to be able to sing while dancing and memorizing a dance in the first place. It had taken a lot of trial and error, but they had enjoyed it. It helped repair Cynthia's damaged heart and make them closer to each other, helping rebuild their lost relationship. Leon heard the music quietly start up and Leon watched from his position kneeling on the stage with a white vase in front of him which held a thornless blue rose as half the lights slowly began to turn on as he started singing. "You… and I... we're like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky…" He sang as he picked up the rose and stood up with the vase, "With you, I'm alive! Like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide." He put the vase down on the edge of the stage and tucked the rose into one of his suit vest's pockets that they had made a hole for the stem to go through, "So stop time here in the moonlight, 'cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes!" He then walked toward the center of the stage and stood there for a moment with his hands in his pants pockets. He was wearing black slacks, a light blue longsleeve with a royal blue tie, and black suit vest that currently had the rose tucked into one of the pockets. "Without you! I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole! Without you I've got no hand to hold! Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm… Without you, I'm just a sad song… I'm just a sad song…" The other stage lights slowly turned as the faint sounds of Cynthia's sandals were heard and she started her part, walking over from the edge of the stage. Cynthia was dressed in the blue dress she had been wearing the first time they had sung this, but now she was wearing a navy blue thin cardigan over it to cover her exposed shoulders. "With you, I fall…" She sang softly as she approached Leon who pulled the rose from his pocket and offered it to her after twirling it around his fingers and lightly bowing. "It's like I'm leaving all my past in sillhouettes up on a wall…" She sang as she curtesied to Leon before she turned around and let him weave the rose into the curled bun her black hair was in."With you, I'm a beautiful mess…" Leon offered her his hand and she took it, allowing him to spin her around once as she continued singing, "It's like we're standing hand in hand with all our fear up on the edge," she took one of Leon's hands as she sang the words and Leon started to lead the dance they had learned for this which was kind of a vague tango or fox trot. "so stop time right here in the moonlight, 'cause I don't ever wanna close my eyes…" She finished her part quietly and Leon took over the song. "Without you, I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole!" Leon sang as he dipped her with a smile before pulling her back up, "without you I have no hand to hold! Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm!" He spun her around once again, "Without you, I'm just a sad song…." Cynthia joined back in on the song as Leon continued to lead the dance, "You're the perfect melody, the only harmony, I wanna hear! You're my favorite part of me! With you standing next to me I've got nothing to fear!" She trailed off, looking at Leon's amber eyes as he drew her closer for more of a slow dance for a few moments as they traded off parts. "Without you I feel broke, like I'm half of a whole…" Leon trailed off. "Without you I've got no hand to hold…" Cynthia sang softly before Leon joined her and together they sang the next line. "Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm!" Cynthia's voice faded to background and Leon sang louder, pulling Cynthia into the kind of dance they had been doing previously."Without you... "Yeah I'm just a sad song… Without you I feel broke like Im half of a whole! Without you I have no hand to hold… Without you I feel torn like a sail in a storm!" Leon spun Cynthia around so that she was nearly nose to nose with him as he sang the last few lines. "Without you I'm just a sad song… I'm just a sad song…" he trailed off as the music faded and stopped, his amber eyes were soft and gentle looking at Cynthia's pretty blue eyes. Cynthia smiled, she was breathing a little faster than normal, but Leon didn't mind nor was he surprised, singing while dancing was hard and it took a lot of air. He smiled as well, happy to see that she was happy. Applause jerked the two out of their moment and Leon let her go so they could bow, or curtesy in Cynthia's case, and get off of the stage, which they did a few moments later, disappearing backstage and taking a few deep breaths each. "We did it," Leon said, a smile spreading across his face. Cynthia nodded, "we did, we did it." Leon opened his mouth to speak but he was interrupted by Diana nearly bowling him over and Bree yanking Cynthia down into a hug. "You guys were amazing!" Bree squealed happily, hugging Cynthia tightly, "that looked awesome!" Diana nodded, "my mom would be so proud!" Diana's mom was the one would had taught them the dance, which they were very grateful for. "Well I did record it," Holly smiled as she came over to them with Jay, she, Bree, and Jay got in simply using their status', while Diana had gotten in because she was representing their school along with the principal. "Really?! Let me see!" Diana rushed over to her, allowing Leon to be free of her squeezing hug. Bree released Cynthia as well, "you two looked like professionals! It was truly spectacular!" Jay nodded and adjusted his glasses, "no mess ups this time. Even I have to admit that it was nearly perfect." Cynthia straightened up, "thanks for the compliments guys," she smiled, "now we're just waiting to see if we managed to get first place." "Contestants please come up to the stage with your school representatives," "And that's our que," Leon smiled, nervousness showing in his eyes even as he tentatively grasped Cynthia by the hand before going back toward the stage. They stood there waiting anxiously, fidgeting slightly and holding their breath every time someone was called going up from tenth place. "What if we didn't get it?" Cynthia whispered into Leon's ear as the fourth place winner was awarded, "I mean, there's always that possibility…" "Don't worry, we will," Leon said, trying to reassure them both as he turned his attention to the woman handing out the awards who was calling the top three places. "Third goes to Yukai Academy student Sean for his guitar solo," The woman said, handing a senior the third place trophie, "second goes to Suiako High student Maikai for her amazing dance routine," she handed the junior the trophie, "and first place goes to," she paused for dramatic effect and Cynthia tightened her grasp on Leon's hand, feeling even more nervous than before. Cynthia glanced at Leon, unsure if his expression mirrored hers, nervousness and falling hopes. "Ruxburg High students Leonardo Bramble and his partner Cynthia Lawson!" Leon's eyes widened and his mouth fell open, they had actually done it? They had won! He could hear Diana jumping up and down and cheering behind him exclaiming how they had won as the woman handing out the awards handed Leon the trophy who simply stared at it for a few moments before he turned his gaze to Cynthia who had a very peculiar look on her face. Before he could say anything and ask her what that expression was for, she jumped, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him firmly, being particularly excited and having not kissed him in months now. Leon wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her up as he responded in turn. It was almost like their first kiss outside of a game of truth or dare all over again, Cynthia had done the same thing, given him a funny look that Holly later translated as 'I want to kiss you but I have no idea if it's appropriate right now' when they were fifteen before had she leaped at him and nearly knocked him to the ground, kissing him in the middle of the basketball court, apparently too hyped on adrenaline to care. He could hear Diana still bouncing around, even more now that he and Cynthia were kissing on the stage, he could hear Firen apologizing for them breaking the rules in a rather amused tone and the woman who had been giving out the awards lightly chuckling in response, but he was focused on the girl in his arms. He would never do anything to jeopardize their relationship again, not in his lifetime and if he was capable of it. Cynthia pulled back a few moments later, her blue eyes fixed on Leon's face, her blue eyes triumphant, sparkling with joy, and slightly dazed from the kiss itself. "I missed that," she said in a hushed voice as Leon let her go.
Leon's lips quirked into a smile, "me too."
Then Leon was startled by Diana yanking his arm up as high as she could reach and yell, "We win!"
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 16:31:17 GMT -5
I was part of the writers guild on the old forums. I'd love to start something like that again However, I don't think you should do a specific theme (love, hurt, passion) and just let people write whatever. You could have weekly and monthly themes (then join us! It's always fun being able to share your writing with someone I do agree with that, I haven't really been following that though so oops ) |
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 21, 2018 16:32:07 GMT -5
I don't have a ton of time to write anymore so if that is going to be a problem let me know before I get committed to it lol
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 16:33:28 GMT -5
*MorningGlory*I don't think it would, I'm just a maniac and force myself to give me time to write Which usually happens late at night around 10-12
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 21, 2018 16:37:30 GMT -5
Lol my best writing time used to be like 1am but that was when I didn't work until 5pm lol. Now I'm up at 7am or earlier and work all day.
I can probably write something in a little bit. I have this really cool app that generates "first lines", "plots" and "subjects" which is pretty fun
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 16:38:18 GMT -5
I was actually thinking about making a writers guild actually! if I did would you be interested? |
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 21, 2018 16:41:44 GMT -5
sure!
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 16:43:50 GMT -5
(I'm not quite sure what to put in it, could you PM me about the previous one? I can already do bbcode and fancy layout stuff, but the content I'm not so sure about ) |
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 21, 2018 16:46:18 GMT -5
I can try to remember but it's been so long. I mostly just remember the themes. and I think there were links to fanfics if people wanted to
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 16:48:52 GMT -5
(okay, continue this conversation in messaging instead of filling up the club? ) |
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Post by *MorningGlory* on Jan 21, 2018 17:01:42 GMT -5
sure if you want
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Post by tigercry on Jan 21, 2018 17:08:35 GMT -5
I have a link to a discussion I'm hoping takes off here in a few minutes |
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Post by Moth's Wish on Jan 22, 2018 1:28:18 GMT -5
I would love to be a part of this! I hope poetry is allowed ^_^
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Post by Moth's Wish on Jan 22, 2018 1:29:18 GMT -5
Little Blue Monster

I was watching tv when he first came to me. “Mother said I’m getting lazy. I’ve tried to explain to her my constant search for villages to raid, treasures to plunder, but my words fell on deaf ears…”
The little blue monster was sad. So, I gave him a cookie, and all was well.
I was eating dinner when he came to me the next night. “Mother roared at me. She said awful things, but her words held truth…”
The little blue monster was sad. So, I gave him a cookie, and all was well.
I was brushing my teeth when he came to me the night after. “I’m a failure, I can’t do anything right…”
The little blue monster was sad. So, I gave him a cookie, and all was well.
I was lying in bed when he came to me last night. “I can’t take this anymore. I can’t hold it in anymore. I don’t want to feel this anymore. I don’t want to live like this anymore. I don’t want to blink anymore. I don’t want to breathe anymore…”
The little blue monster was sad.
I have run out of cookies…
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Post by flamerune on Jan 22, 2018 7:31:10 GMT -5
Here.... have my children.
"I Promise" - an original story
A sword slashed through the air, connecting to flesh with a sickening slash. Red droplets appeared, the crimson color bright against the blacks and greys of the alleyway. Seconds later, a body thudded to the ground.
Standing silently over the body was a teenager with messy blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and an oversized overcoat. In his left hand sat a silver blade, now tainted with blood. The young man stared blankly at the corpse, wiping the bloody blade over his overcoat before sheathing it at his belt.
Footsteps caught the boy's attention, and his head snapped up. His hand moved to rest on the hilt of his blade before he spun around, eyes blazing. The silver blade's tip sat aimed at the man's throat.
The man blinked his emerald green eyes. His gaze held no fear, only curiousity and pity. "Easy there, kiddo." He suggested, raising his hands slightly in surrender. "I come in peace." Despite the sword that was only inches from slashing his throat open, a small smile tugged at the man's lips. "Heh, I've always wanted to say that."
The boy frowned deeply, his blue orbs narrowing slightly in evident confusion, "Who are you?" He inquired, his voice soft and melancholy. His arm lowered slightly as he debated if this man was a threat or not.
A warm smile spread across the man's bearded face and his eyes sparkled, "Chase Roman, at your service." He winked fearlessly at the blonde teen, "What's your name, kid?"
The boy looked surprised, and his sword arm fell limply to his side. He hesitated. "My name is Tobias." He said finally as he sheathed his blade in his belt once again.
Chase's grin somehow widened, "Tobias, huh?" He hesitantly took a step towards the teen, his eyes studying his bloodied overcoat. "So, T... Can I call you that? Tobias is a bit of a mouthful."
Tobias gave no response to the question, only stepped back when the man stepped forward. Terror flashed in his sky blue eyes, and a tremor passed through his body as he realized who this man probably was. Tobias' brother probably didn't need him anymore, and had sent this man to kill him.
Chase frowned when the kid shied away from him. He raised his arms over his head, "Hey, hey, easy." He cooed gently, "I won't hurtcha, bud." He promised, giving Tobias another warm grin, "I just wanna to help."
The blonde watched the man warily. He didn't trust those words, in fact, they only served to frighten him more. However, he kept his expression blank as he spoke, "James sent you to kill me." He said simply, "I am no longer useful."
The dead look in Tobias' eyes caused an involuntary shudder to pass through Chase. What on earth had this kid been through? The man ran his fingers through his short brown hair as he mused silently. After a moment, Chase replied, "No, kid. I don't know who this 'James' fella is, and I am not here to hurt ya." Chase smiled once again, "How about you and I get somethin' to eat? You look hungry."
Tobias wasn't hungry, he was starving. But, he wasn't sure if he should trust this man, no matter how kind he seemed. Kindness was never real, in his limited experience with it. Someone 'kind' always wanted something. However, that didn't change the fact that he felt like his stomach was eating itself. Finally, he sighed. "Alright. I will eat with you."
Chase grinned at the small victory, "Great! Follow me, T." He kept a wary eye on Tobias as he led him to his house. While he accepted that death was a part of life, he prefered to die fighting demons or something, not getting stabbed in the back by an incredibly scary and angsty teenager. When they reached his house, he unlocked the door and motioned for Tobias to go on.
Tobias walked into the house, blue eyes flickering over his surroundings. He mentally noted all of the windows and doors in case he needed to escape before following Chase into the kitchen. He silently sat at the chair that the strange man had motioned towards.
The man felt Tobias' blue-eyed gaze on him as he bustled around the kitchen, making pancakes. It was only eight in the morning, and Chase adored pancakes. After making quite a few of the fluffy tastes of heaven, he made his way back over to Tobias, two plates stacked high with pancakes in hand. He plopped a plate in front of the kid before digging into his portion.
Tobias stared down at the pancakes, uncertainty flooding through him. The man said he didn't know James, but there was no reason for Tobias to trust a word he said. Chase had probably poisoned the pancakes or something.
Chase stopped shoveling the pancakes into his mouth and watched Tobias. He let out a heavy sigh, "I didn't poison 'em, kid." He assured.
Tobias stood up abruptly, knocking his chair over. His hands trembled, "W-Why should I trust you? I-I've never met you b-before, and y-you're being so kind." He spat the last word out like it was bitter, "You either w-want something or want to k-kill me!" Tobias' entire body was trembling now, "Seeing as I-I'm u-useless and c-couldn't give you anything, you wan-want m-me dead!" Tobias clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palms, "Just get it over with!" He ripped the sword from his belt and threw it on the floor. Unshed tears sparkled in his eyes.
Chase watched the sword clang to the ground before looking back at the boy. His expression softened, and he stepped forward, putting a gentle hand in Tobias' shoulder, "First off kid, I don't want anythin' from ya." That thought was accented by a gentle squeeze of the kid's shoulder, "Second, I have no intentions of killin' you. I said I wouldn't and I'll say it again." He put his other hand on the boy's other shoulder, "I will never hurtcha, Tobias, I promise."
And with that, Tobias broke. The pain and terror of the last eleven years pummeled into him full force, as well as the thought that someone actually cared and wouldn't hurt him. He collapsed into Chase's arms, allowing the man to pull him into a gentle, yet protective embrace. His body shook with uncontrollable sobs.
Chase simply held the boy who would later become the son he never had and whispered soothingly to him. "Shhh, it's okay, kid. I've gotcha, I won't let anyone hurt you again." He rocked back and forth gently until Tobias went limp against him, seemingly sound asleep. A fond smile flickered over Chase's face as he lifted the kid into his arms, "I promise."
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Post by Moth's Wish on Jan 22, 2018 7:42:50 GMT -5
Wow, that's really good. I love myself an angsty story *.*
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Post by tigercry on Jan 22, 2018 10:12:32 GMT -5
Moth's Wishfasinating! Good job on the poetry Moth's Wish! flameruneWow! This story just rings with angst and hurt/comfort! It's so far a fascinating little piece of literature and I'd love to see more!
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Post by flamerune on Jan 22, 2018 10:13:07 GMT -5
Aww, thanks everyone!
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I think it could be fun!
Also! if you ever want to share inspiration or beautiful quotes from other sources just for fun please feel free to do that as well! ^^
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