Chronicles of School Life
Prologue: Rainfall and Moonrise
10:29 pm
Sunday July 6th
Rain flooded the streets of Tokyo. Thunder pulsed through the ears of the inhabitants, and the blazing lightning blinded the nightlife. The drainage systems were having a difficult time flushing all of the water down, making road conditions undesirable. Cars fled for the safety of their driveways and parking lots, while one longed for an exit. The driver of a sleek deep blue car raced towards an exit ramp, seeking the heart of the maelstrom. The windshield wipers swung vainly to maintain decent visibility.
Sniffles and sobs were emanating from the bedroom of a sixteen year old girl. She snuggled in her bed, trying to stifle back the cries. Her oceanic orbs however, could not hold back the rivers of tears. With each passing minute her cries became less frequent and more quiet. Eventually, the girl fell into a fitful slumber. Her feline friend observed sadly from her dresser.
During the stormy night, a young man sat alone in his dark room, stringing a bow against the chords of his cello. The sound it created was mournfully sweet, evoking a sad emotion. His eyes concentrated only on the musical notation set in front of him. After tuning, he prepared to practice Bach's first cello suite, but a loud banging on the side wall discouraged the idea. "Shinji-baka! I'm trying to sleep!" screamed one of his roommates.
The boy named Shinji reluctantly set down his instrument. "Gomen." he whispered.
The shopping malls were packed despite of the tempest raging on outside. Two brunettes and a blue-haired girl walked through the crowds chattering about the previous week of school. All of them were still dressed in their high school uniforms and were heading towards a specialty store at the east end of the complex.
A male rushed down a vacant alley, desperate to escape his pursuers. His steps made thick splashes in the water, and the constant flashes of light didn't aid him much either. He made one wrong move, and paid for it. Lying face down in the watery streets, four other adolescents armed with crude weapons approached slowly from their prey's back. The hunted recovered from his blunder but saw that there was nowhere to go. Sighing, he dropped into a fighting stance.
Rain blazed down ready to strike at its next target. Lightning tore through the sky, rending it with its zigzags. There had been storm warnings on all the major broadcasting stations in Tokyo. Most of them advised people to stay indoors. Yet another teenager ignored the good advice and was sitting on a bench in the heart of Tokyo Bay's Municipal Park. She wore a simple white t-shirt and blue jeans, which were now soaked. She glanced sparingly at her wrist watch. 'It's almost eleven... mom and dad don't even care.' she thought to herself bitterly.
While the rain fell, the moon rose, but how could anyone see it now? This blonde's eyes were blue, and so were her thoughts. She didn't have a talent, she didn't have a boyfriend, she didn't have a dream. "I'm a failure." she whispered sadly.
Author's Note:
Before I do anything more with this fic, I have to research some stuff. Why?
1. I want to make this an authentic Japanese school life portrayal. I don't live in Japan so I don't know much on the school system there.
2. I also want to research what Tokyo is, because it's not just a city, I believe it's a district/prefecture of Japan as well. I want to study how Tokyo works to give you guys an authentic Tokyo experience.
3. And also, I'm going to dive into the culture of Japan (or try to), their festivals, holidays, main religions/ideologies.
4, Also, even though this is a fic in English, I want to incorporate at least small phrases and words of Japanese into the fic.
If anyone can help me out, particularly with #4: like when and how suffixes for names (you know, -chan, -kun, -sensei, -sama, -san etc.)
OR.... maybe you could all just point me out to great internet sites that have this kinda info. Just e-mail me at bluestar_marine@hotmail.com
So in short, the next chapter will take a while.
^^^
Well, I've figured everything out. But crap, I had to go to dictionary.com and read the definition of authentic after reading up on the Japanese school system. So I decided that I would make a compromise. Most of the ways that schooling is done in Japan will remain, but damn, you aren't gonan be seeing the all senshi going to both high school, a juku (cram school) and have extra-curricular activities, and etc.
I'm writing the first chapter as I type this (talented huh?)
Review Response Corner:
Reviewer: ^_^
Heh, an insult of Eva? I think Usagi and Shinji are very much alike. Shinji runs away, Usagi whines and cries. They both have the burden of the world put on their shoulders at the age of 14 and in the end they accept their role... BUT, that doesn't mean I'm set on pairing them up.
Reviewer: Yui4
If you look at my other fics (which I hope you don't, they suck =D) You'll see that almost every one starts out raining and at night (or evening). This is because it's my favourite time of day and favourite weather. Sometimes I just go outside at night and stand in the middle of the street, watching the cars pass and se the rainfall. This is likely the reason why I can do those scenes so well.
Thanks for your help, and I hope you like my new chapter when it's posted. Ja ne.
Poll/Vote: Which in the Prologue, there is a girl crying in her bed, and a girl moping in the park. Which one do you think is Usagi? Which one do you think is Minako?
Prologue: Rainfall and Moonrise
10:29 pm
Sunday July 6th
Rain flooded the streets of Tokyo. Thunder pulsed through the ears of the inhabitants, and the blazing lightning blinded the nightlife. The drainage systems were having a difficult time flushing all of the water down, making road conditions undesirable. Cars fled for the safety of their driveways and parking lots, while one longed for an exit. The driver of a sleek deep blue car raced towards an exit ramp, seeking the heart of the maelstrom. The windshield wipers swung vainly to maintain decent visibility.
Sniffles and sobs were emanating from the bedroom of a sixteen year old girl. She snuggled in her bed, trying to stifle back the cries. Her oceanic orbs however, could not hold back the rivers of tears. With each passing minute her cries became less frequent and more quiet. Eventually, the girl fell into a fitful slumber. Her feline friend observed sadly from her dresser.
During the stormy night, a young man sat alone in his dark room, stringing a bow against the chords of his cello. The sound it created was mournfully sweet, evoking a sad emotion. His eyes concentrated only on the musical notation set in front of him. After tuning, he prepared to practice Bach's first cello suite, but a loud banging on the side wall discouraged the idea. "Shinji-baka! I'm trying to sleep!" screamed one of his roommates.
The boy named Shinji reluctantly set down his instrument. "Gomen." he whispered.
The shopping malls were packed despite of the tempest raging on outside. Two brunettes and a blue-haired girl walked through the crowds chattering about the previous week of school. All of them were still dressed in their high school uniforms and were heading towards a specialty store at the east end of the complex.
A male rushed down a vacant alley, desperate to escape his pursuers. His steps made thick splashes in the water, and the constant flashes of light didn't aid him much either. He made one wrong move, and paid for it. Lying face down in the watery streets, four other adolescents armed with crude weapons approached slowly from their prey's back. The hunted recovered from his blunder but saw that there was nowhere to go. Sighing, he dropped into a fighting stance.
Rain blazed down ready to strike at its next target. Lightning tore through the sky, rending it with its zigzags. There had been storm warnings on all the major broadcasting stations in Tokyo. Most of them advised people to stay indoors. Yet another teenager ignored the good advice and was sitting on a bench in the heart of Tokyo Bay's Municipal Park. She wore a simple white t-shirt and blue jeans, which were now soaked. She glanced sparingly at her wrist watch. 'It's almost eleven... mom and dad don't even care.' she thought to herself bitterly.
While the rain fell, the moon rose, but how could anyone see it now? This blonde's eyes were blue, and so were her thoughts. She didn't have a talent, she didn't have a boyfriend, she didn't have a dream. "I'm a failure." she whispered sadly.
Author's Note:
Before I do anything more with this fic, I have to research some stuff. Why?
1. I want to make this an authentic Japanese school life portrayal. I don't live in Japan so I don't know much on the school system there.
2. I also want to research what Tokyo is, because it's not just a city, I believe it's a district/prefecture of Japan as well. I want to study how Tokyo works to give you guys an authentic Tokyo experience.
3. And also, I'm going to dive into the culture of Japan (or try to), their festivals, holidays, main religions/ideologies.
4, Also, even though this is a fic in English, I want to incorporate at least small phrases and words of Japanese into the fic.
If anyone can help me out, particularly with #4: like when and how suffixes for names (you know, -chan, -kun, -sensei, -sama, -san etc.)
OR.... maybe you could all just point me out to great internet sites that have this kinda info. Just e-mail me at bluestar_marine@hotmail.com
So in short, the next chapter will take a while.
^^^
Well, I've figured everything out. But crap, I had to go to dictionary.com and read the definition of authentic after reading up on the Japanese school system. So I decided that I would make a compromise. Most of the ways that schooling is done in Japan will remain, but damn, you aren't gonan be seeing the all senshi going to both high school, a juku (cram school) and have extra-curricular activities, and etc.
I'm writing the first chapter as I type this (talented huh?)
Review Response Corner:
Reviewer: ^_^
Heh, an insult of Eva? I think Usagi and Shinji are very much alike. Shinji runs away, Usagi whines and cries. They both have the burden of the world put on their shoulders at the age of 14 and in the end they accept their role... BUT, that doesn't mean I'm set on pairing them up.
Reviewer: Yui4
If you look at my other fics (which I hope you don't, they suck =D) You'll see that almost every one starts out raining and at night (or evening). This is because it's my favourite time of day and favourite weather. Sometimes I just go outside at night and stand in the middle of the street, watching the cars pass and se the rainfall. This is likely the reason why I can do those scenes so well.
Thanks for your help, and I hope you like my new chapter when it's posted. Ja ne.
Poll/Vote: Which in the Prologue, there is a girl crying in her bed, and a girl moping in the park. Which one do you think is Usagi? Which one do you think is Minako?
