A little under two months till I return to Georgia! Drama lama drama lama drama lama yaaaaaay!!!


Howeva, I'm going to make a pit stop at Japan like I do every other summer, and I'm going to be bored as hell because my only friend there MOVED AWAY TO FRIGGIN ALABAMA (or wherever, maybe it was Nevada?).

Who am I supposed to drag around NOW? Someone! Get a plain ticket to Japan and entertain me, please! Otherwise I may be forced into hysteria and work at a maid cafe! WITH THOSE FRILLY (adorable, may I add?) SKIRTS! And actually WORK. Lord help me, I said the 'W' word.

Anywho, WOT THE HELL IS UP WITH FAI'S PAST. It made me cry. IT MADE ME CRY. Saya never cries, unless she's smashed face first into a vat of onions. What the heck, Clamp? Is something wrong? Are you depressed to the point where you torture the poor cartoon souls? Do you want to talk about it, sweetie(s)?

"Is it so wrong to just be alive?" Holy lord's fuck, I know I've heard that line somewhere before, but to hear it from FAI of all characters....tearteartearteartear.



Oh yes, let me return to the nub. For the end of the school year project, there is a WRITING CONTEST at my school, of which all Sophomores are required to enter for a grade. First prize winner, an official publishing! WOT?! Has the school gone mad, you ask? No, my high school is actually tippy-top academic levels on the chart (wot chart?) and the students are just that smart.

God, I'm straying away from the nub again, typical me. Well nonetheless, I need help for coming up with a plot. My speciality is character creation, okay? I don't do plots. However, I do have a few ideas in mind, all of which are dark and evil and emo just like the little snot of a teen I am. It's a mixture of Deathnote, Bleach, and Battle Royale:

A class is kidnapped (still pondering how) onto the ever-floating ship/land near the bermuda triangle (disguised as clouds beneath the mass, shooting out tremendous amounts of air pressure to sustain it's position in the air, causing ships and airplains passing by to plummet into the deep sea)

The society of which created the land is the 'Deathless' (until I can come up with something better). Their secondary objective is to assassinate all those malicious in the world and reset the countries to something more pure. Their primary goal, however, is to reincarnate mythical souls.

Every student in the class has been gathered because of their ancient blood, unique and different from all the rest of the world. Some time in their history, their ancestors mated with a mythical creature, such as shape-shifters or vamps. Though the trace is diminutive, the Deathless have found a way to drag out the prehistoric genes and make it dominant.

After putting up fights resolving in death, the class what was once consisting of seventeen is now only ten, and only half of them were completely successful with the experiments. Those with mutated genes are called the 'illegal'. And thus, they are sent back onto Earth to literally KILL anyone who the Deathless deem not to be good enough to live on.

A quote from an illegal: "You know what the sunset looks like? It looks like the sun cut its wrists, and now the poor fuck's bleeding all over the moon's bed."

((The quote is something I randomly wrote down, fell dead asleep for a few hours, and when I woke up I looked at it and yelled HOLY SH!T!! I do not cut myself. Or am gothic. Or emo. I just like creepy quotes and stories!))

Corny, I know, which leaves you people up to editing my plot into something more original. Please? Please? Pretty Please? I'll make a character for you with a pretty drawing and everything? Pleaaaaase?