WOOT!!! I FOUND OLD WRITING OF AWESOMENESS!!!

Wow... that's a lot of caps lock...

ANYWAY! I found some old writing. I will be posting it up here because I'm rather proud of it. This first set is a bunch of sentances I wrote while looking into the thoughts of the FFXIII Characters... I'm rather proud of the result... ESPEACIALLY MY HOPE/LIGHT THING!!!

• On crystal clear nights, Hope thinks back to his childhood on Cocoon and can't help wanting that security for his own children. The he holds Lightning a little closer to him and knows that this is the best security he could hope for. Family. Fighting. Surviving.

• Vanille  wasn't used to sleeping alone, but she couldn't tell Sazh that. He didn't know about Fang, about Gran Pulse, so she drew the line and went to sleep.

• The suns gaze woke a disgruntled Hope. He pulled Lightning's warm body a little closer and buried his face in her fragrant hair. After a few moments of dozing he frowned. When had this happened. Oh shit. Lightning was going to kill him.

Yeah... you can see how much fun I had. So in chronological order it goes: Vanille, Hope sleeping, Hope pondering.

They were blips... they make me happy... I WROTE A BUNCH FOR 12 TOO!!! That comes next.

I Just realized how much AU I write...

This stuff isn't but the next stuff is. SO! FFXII!!! I love you... I love you... You are still my favorite game and I know I have been neglecting you, but Here! THE WORLD GETS TO SEE YOUR AWESOMENESS!!!

• Cool mornings and hot days. Busy and relaxed bazzars. Ashe loved her country, it's harsh landscape and resilient people. Even in the midst of suffering her people were proud. They knew that these plate clad intruders would either flee or perish from Dalmasca's hot sands. Ashe only hoped they were right, that she - the sands, the sun, the cool oasis, and the dangerous wildlife - could be what they expected. She hoped she could really save them.
• Penelo could smile and pretend while the sun was shining on her face and sweat was dripping down her body; but when the stars came out and Vaan sat moodily in the corner of their alley, she couldn't ignore the crushing despair she felt or the growl in her belly.

Aww... I love writing about the people of Dalmasca during the occupation. It is awesome! I need to write more of it.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

I'm downloading World of Warcraft... again. New computer, but still. I am kinda afraid it will consume my life... again. But it was so fun to play.. AND I CAN PLAY WITH PAPA SO HE DOESN'T GET LONELY!

All in all. I think it's worth it. I have fanfiction to keep me from letting my life get totally taken over.

Restarted my Seifer fic... because it was crap, so I just started from scratch again. Bye-bye 1500 words... WORTH IT!!!

And I've decide that I use caps lock a lot... maybe too much... and the amount of dot-dot-dots make me sound like Vincent...

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