Woah, um hi? Jeez it's been so long I might as well have died, you know? Is anyone still here because I am just...ugh. No, actually, I'm fine most of the time but I just can't write anymore. Like, when you can draw really well then you suck for ages then you get your mojo back then lose it...etc. I HATE THAT. And when it happens with writing. I love when I can draw and write. The good ol' days. So yeah, I thought, hey why not at least post what I could come up with after like 3 months. It's really short I know. I'm ashamed. And there is no excuse. You don't start then quit, and keep putting it off. Oh yeah. Holy fridge, school; it's one big pile, one after another, of pure crap. Stupid program they made us do, stressing me out and suffocating me and killing me slooooowly. Oh and don't you hate when you have a fight over nothing with one of your longest friends, get over it in a day because it was pointless but still feel guilty and depressed when you think about it? UGH. Some things are just really...bad. Not to mention get depressed when thinking about Storm Hawks being over. I don't go a day without thinking about it as well. It's driving me insane! And no more repeats on TV thank-you-very-much stingey Australian networker people. Now I've only got internet and video tapes! And 3 DVDs of the same thing. And action figures...and FanFiction...and little cardboard pictures...okay. Anything else I missed? Who cares? I need more action figures. They didn't make a Piper. WTF. Sexist! Yes, I'll shut up now. Off you go!
P.S *gasp* and I especially don't own Storm Hawks. Yack yack yack.
Oh (I just don't stop), I think Piper is OOC. Maybe a bit. Yeah. Warning right there. Not really needing to be warned about but now you can't tell me and make me think I'm a tool hahaha. I am sooo paranoid.
Candlelit Condor
Chapter 3 - A Little Musing
Piper's POV
My attempt to totally evade Aerrow's rare, clumsy, and kind of idiotic actions seem to be succeeding.
It's similar to when Carver tricked us all about him being under Cyclonian mind control…but that's definitely not what this is.
He's acting more like when Finn spots a pretty girl. Kind of like...a fool.
How can he be so swift and precise in the sky when he looks as if it's just simply playing like a child to him?
I know his rank as a Sky Knight labeled him a decent fighter from the start, but from the moment he defeated Dark Ace, he improved dramatically.
And continued to do so.
Hmm. I wonder what happened to Dark Ace? Knowing our luck, and Cyclonis', he'll be back.
Cyclonis didn't look too distressed considering she pretty much blew him up!
Nobody deserves that, not even him.
He deserves the rest of his life to be lived out in Atmosia Stockade!
If he's still got a life to live.
Nevertheless, everybody gets what they deserve, regardless of what everyone assumes they will.
I'm getting off topic now...
I think I've noticed that both me and Aerrow seem to act inelegantly when the situation gets a little awkward. Otherwise I'm overreacting.
No, I am. Aren't I? Maybe I should ask him? I don't know.
Umm…great, now my judgement is failing me! Oh, no. Don't let it get to you.
I'm thinking about it too much. Yeeaaah. Argh, forget about it!
I just hope we can make it to my room where I know I've got plenty of old Solaris crystals and candles stashed for emergencies just like this.
It pays to be prepared. And organised…and to plan ahead…oops.
What was I thinking…oh yes. The lighting dilemma.
I don't think either of us can handle any more mishaps with the lights, or us…anything.
See? SHORT! SHORTER THAN WREN HIMSELF! Oh soz, low blow. I take it back Wren.
Anywaaay. Yeah. Reviews make my day, even more than when I see that video of Justin Bieber walking into that door. ROFL. I hate that douche. Don't judge me cause I do. I doubt I'd judge you if you love him. I just think...I won't say cause people will hate me. Don't hate me! AHH! I need to feel the love! Review review review = motivation! It's like a bribe! It's as screwed up as the weather in Melbourne! If you lived here you'd know, if you do, agree. Do itttt. Yeah I'm gonna !*swear alert*! fuck off now. Sorry. I'm pissed off. At myself. FML. My thumb hurts. Stupid school made students garden for them! And scrape gum off all the tables! Child labour much. Gah. Sick of me yet? This chapter is like a filler-in. Something like that. This will determine whether I continue. I want you to tell me! I think I have ADD and OCD and a bit of Bi-Polar...
Thankyouverymuch; I love you if you got up to here and read every word of this whole chapter. I mean it. It's so hard to come across people that can sit through my retardedness. Hey look, "The Rone Lider is coming this way!" *cracks up* "I know the line, really!" *lmao* Oh man, if you watched the original Saddle Club and know what the hell I'm on about, hey, I love you more.
-forgetspecifics
