2011-11-28, 04:58 | Link #10141 |
I am no one
Join Date: Apr 2010
Location: Inside your head
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Not as in "protect them from bullies", but as in saved her from loneliness and despair. Remember everyone look too high (being Tatenashi's sister) and too low at her (being Tatenashi's Sister), only Ichika accept her as individual entity.
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2011-11-28, 05:07 | Link #10143 |
Some say I'm the Reverse
Join Date: Jul 2006
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"Hi, Gramps."
Ange stood in front of the elaborate mausoleum, one that housed the remains of her grandparents. She never liked it, oversized and grandiose it was sitting in the center of the cemetery. Even in death her family called attention to themselves. "I don't even know what I'm doing here. It's not like you were around when I was born." The girl began, scratching the back of her short brown hair. One arm held a bouquet of flowers--Edmund's idea, not hers. "An it's not as if dad's buried here. Nobody ever found his or Uncle Jim's body." Ange went through the motions of laying the bouquet at the foot of her grandparents' grave, but thoroughly ignored the one that indicated her father's resting place. "I don't believe he or Uncle Jim are dead. not for one second." Ange crossed her arms, more defiant than morose. "Dad would never let a couple of tanks or missiles take him down. No way." There was a rustling of feathers. Not real, Ange knew. The mausoleum played tranquil, heavenly effects like small singing flutes and harps, and doves flying. No real bird ever set foot within these walls. "Cheesy, Gramps. Real cheesy." Ange scoffed. "Let's get one thing straight: Dad's alive. I'm not mourning anybody." As if on cue, the fluttering turned into the refrain from a halleluiah chorus. "Dad always did say you had a sick sense of humor, Gramps." Ange couldn't help it--she was snickering madly at the change of mood. "I'll be back next month. 'kay?" Ange Stark took her time before leaving the mausoleum. There was no hurry, as the school day had ended. All she wanted now was time to herself, to think through other configurations for her pet project. "You skipped school again, Ange." "Well, I would go to class if they actually had SOMETHING to teach me that I didn't already know." Stark replied without the hint of surprise as she smiled at the girl waiting outside for her. "Seriously, Shay. Professor Poppinsmock hasn't got the first clue about nanoskin gel theory." "It's Professor Pollock." Shay Cunningham replied, the image of forced calm. One of Stark's few real friends in school, and barely able to handle her eccentricities. "Cut her some slack. The Professor's theories on exoskeletal frames were cutting-edge before the IS was invented." "Whatever." Ange made a show of shrugging and walked on, causing Shay to follow. "I don't like Poppinsmock." "Pollock." As the class representative, Cunningham was normally more taciturn towards her classmates. However, Angelina Stark always had a way of getting her goat. And gaining her trust. "She was pretty annoyed that you didn't turn up in class today." Stark stopped and gave an exaggerated look of surprise. "My god. Poppinsmock misses me." "Ange, can you tone down the smartassery a smidge?" Shay let out a breath as heavy as he world. "It's not easy having a friend who's a smartass genius tomboy with an electra complex." "You just said 'smartass' twice." "Ange!" Cunningham was about to let out a retort, then thought better of it. "Why do I even bother?" "Change of subject." Stark spun around, her trademark smirk promising further mischief. "I think I've cracked the secret behind the 4th-generation IS Fold-Out armor." "Normal girls talk about boys, fashions, and shoes. We talk about IS technology." Cunningham remarked flatly. "Dear god, we sound more like boys than boys do." "Shay? Just a little interest would be good?" "I'm sorry, Ange. But I don't believe it." Cunningham crossed her arms. "You're smart, true. But there's no way you could have developed a 4th-gen IS in your back yard. Just--no." Ange had to agree with her friend's logic. Most of the world had only started research and development into 3rd-generation Infinite Stratos exoskeletons. 4th-generation Is in the world were rare. In fact, only two existed. "Got it." Stark nodded with a smile. We'll see who laughs last. "Can I borrow your lecture notes, though?" Shay wordlessly handed over her notebook. "You're lucky I didn't tell Ms. Hannigan about how you hacked those Rafale Revives." "No lasting damage." Ange took the notes with a smile. "I just wanted to see what kind of protocols Dunois had to protect their systems from a hack. The answer is: none." Shay rolled her eyes. "What will you think of next?" "Now that you mentioned it, there's this hair removal liquid that..." "ANGE. NO."
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2011-11-28, 05:20 | Link #10145 | |
I am no one
Join Date: Apr 2010
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@General Hawk LAWL Ange is awesome!
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2011-11-28, 05:24 | Link #10146 |
Some say I'm the Reverse
Join Date: Jul 2006
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- And the more i look at close-ups of this figure the more I'm convinced this is a perfect representative for Ange. I mean look, the way her eyes look and how she smirks is perfect. Right down to Ange's character...
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1EFM56MWvz.../s1600/111.jpg ...I predict that "Ange. No." will quickly become a popular byword on this forum...
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2011-11-28, 05:45 | Link #10148 | |
I am no one
Join Date: Apr 2010
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As for how do you it, just remember when you want to write Laura's Daydream, replace the emotion, then let it loose. Don't think, write. EDIT: it's me or OC limitation for female >> male?
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2011-11-28, 05:49 | Link #10149 | |
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2011-11-28, 05:52 | Link #10152 |
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@ Senpai - Of course it's easier to write a female OC, they don't have the limitations that males do about piloting IS.
Side note - I'm afraid I screwed up the draft since I don't know how to write about dying protags. Hm, maybe I'll write one for Irish. @ Hawke - Where is Ange's story taking place?
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2011-11-28, 05:57 | Link #10154 | ||
I am no one
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It's a challenge, but sometimes even my sister wonder about that (she helped me writing fic, but her English is even worse) Quote:
Well, you might try, maybe if you use a more fleshed out character as training wheel, it'll be good. (As long as it wasn't goin to be inserted in main story of course....) That's why I said it's near implausible.
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2011-11-28, 06:00 | Link #10156 | |
~`Seito Kaichō`~
Join Date: Sep 2011
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500 pages, wow
Edit: Still no progress in my fic Imma take a break for awhile,,,.... Quote:
I forgot my name
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2011-11-28, 06:13 | Link #10159 |
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Ichika: "Dammit, another crime scene wiped to the last corner of evidence, just who could it be!?"
Tatenashi: "Ah~ Ichika-kun, they weren't able to get rid of everything, take a look. *points to floor*" Ichika: "*picks up* Mother of God, this is...HAM!!!! It all makes sense now." Tatenashi: "*jumps up and down* Oh, Ichika-sama praised me, onee-san loves you too. *tries to jump on Ichika*" Ushio: "*facepalm* They're actually pretty good at this...when they focus." Oh God, the crack is consuming me.
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