First Line #11

Ooh, two posts within a week something interesting is going on. Not really, but I did write this story and I happen to really like it so before I forget I decided to put it up now.

The story is a first line that I did in my creative writing class and is part of the competition hosted by thefirstline.com

I actually decided to put some effort into this one and wrote this in my usual style of randomness. So we got a good story with an extreme twist at the end.

Title: The Visitor

George pressed the call button and said, “Mrs. Whitfield, you have a visitor.”

Though Mrs.Whitfield has no inkling as to who her visitor might be she accepts him none the less with a single buzz as a reply back. The man who wears a pair of khaki’s, held up by black suspenders, and a white button up shirt tucked in (an outfit that is, while stylish, completely out-of-date) slips past George on silent loafered feet.

After the man disappears from his sight George soon forgets that he was ever there to begin with, he only has the faint impression of the bell above the door having been rung as if someone had in fact entered the apartment building, but it’s only faint and he chalks it up to his imagination. He returns to his unending game of solitaire while Mrs. Whitfield receives her visitor.

Mrs. Whitfield is an old lady whose husband had actually died last year, but she had never gotten out of the habit of being a ‘Mrs.’ so the title never changed despite becoming a widow. The apartment that she lives in holds echoes of her previous life, the one before she grew old and alone. Along the mantle our sporting shots of her and her late husband, much younger and holding the arrogance of youth in their eyes as the camera immortalizes them in each daring escapade that they dared to venture on. Nestled in between these old memories are the cherished photos of children, grandchildren, and great children.

While Mrs. Whitfield loves these pictures and the children themselves dearly she held the old fashioned opinion that many of her generation might, that she was perhaps not old enough to have great grandchildren yet, but she’d wave the thought away as soon as it come with a sigh and just murmur to herself: “That’s just the way it is now, I guess.” and she’d turn away from the mantle to go find something else to occupy her time.

The apartment isn’t large. It’s a simple one bedroom, one bathroom, with a small kitchen and living room. Mrs. Whitfield doesn’t require much space especially since it is only just her now. Mrs. Whitfield when not reminiscing on old memories or thinking about her children she can often be found sitting in her chair in the living room with a radio on the small stand beside it playing NPR while she knits various things. Her most recent work happens to be a blue and green baby blanket for one of the aforementioned great grandchildren.

This is where she had been before being told about her visitor. At first Mrs. Whitfield had thought that maybe it was one of her children, but had crossed out the notion upon thinking that one of her children would have called first before in advance so she could be prepared because Mrs. Whitfield did like to be prepared for such matters. Unless of course something had happened and there had been no time to give her advance call. This worried her so to soothe herself she said, “It’s probably just a salesman.” And it if is a salesman she thinks, she hopes that it’s a bible salesman because she is in particular need of a new bible.

When finally the knocking arrives Mrs. Whitfield answers it with what she perceives as a graceful and welcoming smile. Her visitor steps into her living room and while he is doing this Mrs. Whitfield has the impression that she is taking a step back in time for his outfit brings back many memories from her childhood. The years where people dressed respectable and held high regard towards acceptable and fanciful fashion.

The man looks down at the old woman with his own warm smile.

“How do you do?” He asks like a try dapper gentlemen and then continues on without waiting for a reply, “I’m Death and I’m here to take you to see your husband.”

Mrs. Whitfield’s smile fades, “Oh,” she replies in an understandably shocked manner, “I thought you might be a bible salesman.”

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Noragami AMV #2

So I finally got around to finishing another AMV.

Note I put finishing and not creating, I’ve actually been working on another AMV (one that I started before this) and I just haven’t gotten around to completing it because I realize now that the song I chose is a really bad song for an AMV.

Anyway back to this one: this is my second Noragami AMV, please watch the first one if you haven’t already- literally, please, because it’ll kind of make more sense… to me anyway. If you start off by watching just this one you’ll be kind of confused because I made it as more of part 2 or sequel, they’re meant to be watched together. Okay, now that I got that.

Here’s a link to the first one: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BXohb7afixc

and here’s Noragami AMV #2

Tokyo Ghoul (2014)

The story of Tokyo Ghoul follows Ken Kaneki, who barely survives a deadly encounter with Rize Kamishiro, a woman who is revealed to be a ghoul, a human-like creature that hunts and devours human flesh, and is taken to the hospital in critical condition. After recovering, Kaneki discovers that somehow he underwent a surgery that transformed him into a half-ghoul, and just like them, must consume human flesh to survive as well. With no one else to turn to, he is taken in by the ghouls who manage the coffee shop “Anteiku”, who teach him to deal with his new life as a half-human/half-ghoul, including interacting with ghoul society and its conflicting factions, while striving to keep his identity secret from other humans. -Wikipedia

Tokyo Ghoul has become one of my favorite new animes of 2014. This year everywhere I  look I keep running into new animes that look fantastic and this one definitely has to be up there on the top five of most awesome.

Our story revolves around Kanaki, a human who becomes a half ghoul after a fateful encounter with the beautiful Miss Rize. Afterwards his life is thrown into a world of chaos; from creepy people who want to eat him, the CCG who want to kill him, a ghoul named Jason who wants to “take from him,” and trying to protect and keep the secret from his BF Hide, Kaneki has a lot to worry about and his life isn’t getting any easier when he has to deal with the hunger and taste preferences that comes along with being a ghoul.

The anime has a lot of good attributes going for it, the animation is completely amazing: vivid and pulsing with life (except for all those pesky censors), the music which is how I first got interested in Tokyo Ghoul, the characters that really come to life on the screen, and my god that ending.

That ending is really what pushed my interest from like to love on this series. Throughout the entire show Kaneki is put into a lot of stress over the moral obligations of humans and ghouls. He’s basically your normal character who can’t stand up for himself and would rather take a beating than harm anyone including his enemies even if that means some of his friends die in the process. These are his moral convictions: “It’s better to get hurt than to hurt others.” Through, ghostery, mind sharing, or insanity, Miss Rize comes back at the end to make Kaneki reevaluate those convictions. She makes him see that all the pain he’s in, all the pain that’s happening to the people around him, are his fault. This is basically what we’re always screaming at our protagonists with no back bone, “Stop your ‘righteous’ bullshit and just kill the villain!” Miss Rize tells him that in essence he chose to be in the terrible situation that’s happening around him because he refused to do anything about it. Yes! Thank you writers for pointing this out. Whether Kaneki takes her words to heart or keeps to his hero complex I will not spoil, but the ending was perfect and there’s already a season two planned to come out in January.

This show did have it’s faults I will admit, but none that were too overbearing in my opinion. One thing that really did annoy me was how much fanfare there is for Kaneki’s masks when I think he only wore it maybe twice, and thats’ a big maybe, it might have actually been only worn once, I can’t really remember. Considering the fact that that mask is in almost every single piece of fan art and you can actually buy a replica of it, it’s pretty bad that I can only recall one occasion when he wore it. Another thing were the censors, some of those censors were just stupid and really shouldn’t have been there at all. Through most of the show we’re treated to black blobs, flashes of white light, screen cut-offs, and scenes in negative so as to not show all the blood and gore. It’s pretty ridiculous. One more thing that bugged me, what exactly are kagunes? That’s something that was never explained and I don’t think it ever will be… just- I really don’t understand them and quinques? How do those works? Questions I really want answers too, but, honestly, the shows good enough for me to ignore those minor things.

Overall, the show is free to watch on Hulu, so just go stream it now, it’s awesome and I hear the manga’s better, so that’s something to look at, and season two is right around the corner so now is the perfect time to watch it.

http://www.hulu.com/tokyo-ghoul

And to give you a little taste here’s the opening theme that originally got me interested in the show after I watched it while surfing youtube.

The opening song is literally my favorite song of all time right now. It’s called Unravel by: TK from Ling Toshite Sigure.

Five Fears

Everyone is afraid of something, here I came up with five fears and wrote a little story to go along with them. They are definitely weird and I hope you’ll find them as creepy as I do.

1. What’s hiding in the Dark?
Every night before you go to bed, when it’s pitch black wherever you are, you can’t help but have an involuntary fear of the idea that there might be something else in the room with you, whether a ghost, the boogie man, or a humanoid creature with a thousand nails protruding from it’s head and bat wings growing out of its back. Most people, boring people, only have this fear for a millisecond before chastising themselves for acting childish. Other people, though, the assumed crazies and outcasts feel this fear longer, they are adrenalized with it and do the only thing that you can do in the face of a threat from an unknown entity, they run. They race for the lights to cast the monsters out, they bound and leap for the bed to take sanctuary under the covers, they run as fast as they can because fight is not an option. Does no one wonder why all children are born with this fear that something might snatch them in the middle of the night, why they will beg and plead for parents to check underneath the bed and in the closet. Something might actually be there, something that hides in the dark, something that only a shadow of is ever seen. Maybe it’s the silence, maybe the silence is watching you.
2. Being forgotten and Abandoned
To be left alone and ignored is a terrible thought, to be forgotten is even worse. We think of ourselves as important, we make an impact in the daily lives of other people, we do anything and everything to try and get ourselves noticed and we think that it works. The day comes, though, when you realize you have done nothing that’ll make you be remembered, you are a forgotten thing, a broken toy, abandoned in the dusty corner to wait out this exile. You are stuck in that isolation for the rest of your life until someone will finally remember that you exist, that you had a purpose and you did that and that they were suppose to be there for you but they never showed up, instead you were left there waiting for them while they forgot you and abandoned you to nothing. For a split second you don’t exist anymore when you’re forgotten.
3. Burning at the Stake
The fire will lick up your torso and singe your hair, you will be ignited and incinerated. Your wrist are bound are you are helpless to get free all you can do is watch as the people you knew and lived and laughed with are there smiling and jeering up at you as they toss more wood on the to-be bonfire. No one there is going to help you, you are trapped, and then the fire starts and you are screaming. The fire burns through your clothes and forces every sad thought out of your mind, you are it’s slave and all it wants from you is you pain and suffering. The fire will grab hold of you, it’ll rape and pillage you, it will hold you captive and torture you like nothing more than its chew toy. By the time your ropes have burned away it’s to late, you are now a blackened pile of ash and the crowd has moved on.
4. Dying Painfully
You are an innocent person, you grow up and live through your life, you lived it as many before have lived it, normally. You put your pants on one leg at a time like every other person on earth and you were okay. You saw no fault with yourself, you were as average as average got and you didn’t mind that. You were in one word; content. You woke up everyday, sometimes going to work sometimes taking a day off. You had a pet, it brought you a sense of companionship. It was on one day of your average life that you died painfully. There was no reason or cause for it to happen, it just did. You were walking home as a man came up to you and shot you, the bullet ripped through your lung and it was like your entire life meant nothing anymore all you knew was the pain of that bullet as it hit. Your lung collapsed and you couldn’t breathe, you were losing blood fast and could no longer think a rational thought because everything hurt so bad. Then you were dead, your last thought being “Why?”
5. Trapped
You can bang and scream on the walls, you can do that till your fist are bloody and your voice is hoarse, but it won’t make a difference. You are trapped in this prison, a cage filled with your fears and worst nightmares. You will never get out, never! There is no escaping this prison, this is a place where you don’t even have a name, to the other people outside of your room you are nothing more than a faceless blob. Just another person going to die and you are completely and utterly trapped. You can try to escape, if you didn’t you really would be just a faceless blob going to die, but you know that you’re not so you try to escape. You plan for days, weeks, months, years, all the while in your cage with nothing more than your solitude and despair. The day finally comes for you to escape and you do, but then you realize you can’t escape your own life.


Winter’s Tale (Book + Movie review)

The book was probably the most amazing thing I’ve ever read or ever will read. I found that Winter’s Tale is a book not trying to tell a story, but instead convey a message; The world is completely predictable as it is absolutely unpredictable. I know that’s not the only message in there, but it’s the one I like the most.
This was the most complex book that I have ever read and I know that no other book will compare to it.
If I were to describe this book in a few simple words I would describe it like this: Cloud Atlas and John Dies at the End had a baby, but then Cloud Atlas got a divorce and remarried to A Hundred Years of Solitude.
While the story it self seems simple;
“New York City is subsumed in arctic winds, dark nights, and white lights, its life unfolds, for it is an extraordinary hive of the imagination, the greatest house ever built, and nothing exists that can check its vitality. One night in winter, Peter Lake, orphan and master-mechanic, attempts to rob a fortress-like mansion on the Upper West Side. Though he thinks the house is empty, the daughter of the house is home. Thus begins the love between Peter Lake, a middle-aged Irish burglar, and Beverly Penn, a young girl, who is dying. Peter Lake, a simple, uneducated man, because of a love that, at first he does not fully understand, is driven to stop time and bring back the dead. His great struggle, in a city ever alight with its own energy and besieged by unprecedented winters, is one of the most beautiful and extraordinary stories of American literature.”
That summary literally only covers two-hundred pages of the novel out of around 800.

The Table of Contents

The Table of Contents

Peter Lake and Beverly are only together in three Chapters, they meet in “A Goddess in the Bath” and then they’re together in “Lake of Coheeries,” but in “Aceldama” they both die (sort of).

The rest of the chapters are about the different characters, Virginia Gamely, Hardesty Marratta, Asbury, Christiana, Harry Penn, Craig Binky, the Ermine Mayor, Cecil Mature, Praeger. This book is filled to the brim with different stories and lives that to say it’s about Peter Lake and Beverly would be completely and utterly wrong. There’s so much more than a simple love story here- there’s a mayor election, a bridge being built, a great fire. All of these are crucial bits that make up the overall tale.
While the book can be confusing and very very round about it eventually gets to its point and what a stunning point it is.
I had my sister read one chapter, “Nothing is Random” and she said it was the most beautiful thing she’d ever read.
I rate the book 5/5, this is a book everyone needs to read once in their life time.

The movie, though, is a completely different story and I mean that literally. As I was predicting they took all of the characters out and rewrote the story so nothing but its bones were left.
Even though it was a good movie I was sorely disappointed by it. They changed everything about it, even the small simple things that were vitally important in the book.
The first thing that they changed that really pissed me off (it was really the only thing) was that they said that the stars were people who had died. When Beverly narrated that on the screen I nearly threw a hissy fit and that was in the first two minutes. They kept a lot of other things that made me happy, though, Peter running from the Short Tails, his meeting with Isaac Penn… and that’s about all they kept the same.
The angels and demon fight, didn’t bode over well with me. In the book it’s hinted that Athansor and Jackson Mead are angels, as is Cecil and MootFowl, but in the book the magic is very subtle and not mentioned by anyone. I liked that Athansor had wings, but again it’s suppose to be subtle not displayed like they’re all in a giant circus.
In the movie, however, they did make a few passes at things that happened in the book. Peter mentions that he used to live with two girls when he was little and would sing and dance for money and it was really small things like that that made me happy.
The movie was a great movie, but it wasn’t the book and if that’s what the book fans want they are going to be a little more than frustrated.
I rate the movie 3/5
My advice for anyone and everyone is to watch the movie first and then read the book. You’ll get a basic introduction into the story and won’t be disappointed like I was if you read the book first.

Abandon by: Meg Cabot

Though she tries returning to the life she knew before the accident, Pierce can’t help but feel at once a part of this world, and apart from it. Yet she’s never alone . . . because someone is always watching her. Escape from the realm of the dead is impossible when someone there wants you back.
But now she’s moved to a new town. Maybe at her new school, she can start fresh. Maybe she can stop feeling so afraid.
Only she can’t. Because even here, he finds her. That’s how desperately he wants her back. She knows he’s no guardian angel, and his dark world isn’t exactly heaven, yet she can’t stay away . . . especially since he always appears when she least expects it, but exactly when she needs him most.
But if she lets herself fall any further, she may just find herself back in the one place she most fears: the Underworld.

A very good story. The one thing that I hated and loved the most about this book was the writing style. The story is told in first person through the eyes of Pierce, our sweet-hearted protagonist. The best way that I can describe how the story is written is by comparing it to the ocean tide. It sweeps up on to the beach like when Pierce is thinking in present tense and then it wooshes back to the past. That’s what it’s like through the whole book, in the present but then suddenly in the past, every few pages Pierce ends up telling a story about something that’s happened to her, there are four major things that she retells.

The first story is when she first met John when she was seven. After her Grandfather’s funeral Pierce is left alone to wander around the cemetery when she comes across a bird with a broken wing. Her mother being a bird scientist or what not young Pierce thinks that if she can capture the bird she can have her mom help it. But instead helping the bird Pierce ends up killing it by startling the bird into taking flight and flying straight into a wall where it breaks it’s neck. John then appears and at Pierce’s request brings the bird back to life. End of story one.

Pierce lives the rest of her life without telling anyone about John, but then she dies at age fifteen. This is the second thing that happens to Pierce. After again trying to help a bird Pierce trips on her scarf and drowns in the pool where she then awakens in the Underworld. After some general confusion about where she is Pierce finds John and he takes her back to his castle/mansion (there’s not a lot description about it) and I’m pretty sure he tries to seduce her, especially with that diamond that’s suppose to protect her from Furies. Pierce is having none of it though and throws a cup of tea in his face and runs away, effectively coming back to life.

The third story is when a jeweler trie to steal the diamond that John gave to Pierce while she was in the Underworld. The jeweler claims that the diamond was stolen and was going to take it from Pierce. While in the process of practically choking Pierce with her chain John shows up and causes the jeweler to have a heart attack. John would have right out killed the man, but Pierce begged him not to.

The last story, which is the saddest, is after Pierce’s ex-best friend kills herself. Pierce is determined to find out why Hannah committed suicide and sets her suspicions on a teacher, Mr. Meuller. After putting herself in Mr. Meuller’s sights Pierce sets a trap to reveal that the teacher was sexually abusing his students. Pierce goes to a private tutoring session with Mr. Meullar, her evidence was going to be gathered by the camera she put in her back-pack to record him, and she epically fails. After Mr. Meuller turns out the classroom lights the camera becomes useless for lack of lighting. However as soon as the teacher is about to touch Pierce John shows up to save her… by breaking every bone in the teacher’s hand. He has anger issues and again Pierce has to talk him out of killing the teacher.

After the whole incident with the teacher is done with all of her peers end up bullying and harassing her because they’re all apparently stupid and blame not Mr. Meuller for the incident but Pierce. Her mother relocates herself and Pierce to Isle Heuros(or something, I’m terrible with spanish), where she grew up. Pierce is not very impressed with her new home, but makes do. Until John starts showing up again.

There is of course the usual high-school drama, and teen melodramatics. Everyone at Pierce’s new school is classified by what wing they’re in, A-wing is for rich kids, D-wing is for the basket cases, and I guess the B’s and C’s are just extras. Pierce is a D-wing, so of course she’s naturally outcast, except when the A-wingers find out that Pierce’s father is super rich and that she lives in a gated community. They want Pierce to let them use her garage so they can build a coffin for some school ritual and because she lives in a gated community the juniors won’t be able to get the coffin (It’s a weird tradition).

After a few hurricane warnings and deaths and a meeting with the cemetery care-taker Pierce is finally able to piece together everything that’s happening around her. Both the jeweler and the teacher were Furies, which is why they tried to hurt her, to hurt John, who they hate, because John’s in love with her (like that wasn’t obvious). And it also turns out that Pierce’s grandmother is also a Fury, and is the reason that she died. Having given her the scarf that she tripped over and having set everything up so that Pierce would drown. After this discovery John takes her back to the Underworld to protect her and the story ends. FML. The story was pretty epic, I just wished it had been longer and more fleshed out, it would have been a lot better that way.
I rate the book at 3.5/5, a little low I know, but there were somethings that I had serious issues with so I couldn’t just give it a four, but I really did love the story so I couldn’t just give it a three. And with that I got three and a half.
I’ll definitely be getting the second book, which I know is longer, Yay! Hopefully I’ll be able to give that book a four.