Incongruous-Behavior

I personally think you come off as a bit phlegmatic, but not entirely. P.S. Happy Birthday Formlesstree4! 誕生日おめでとうございます、formlesstree君

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A soft clattering sound could be heard as the violinist known as Savannah, and the ventriloquist known as Abraham, walked across the cobble-stone flooring. Each step that was made by them seemed to desecrate the holy sanctum in which they were about to enter. The one known only as Abraham grabbed his beloved's hand as she brought it into the air. He spun her, and she twirled. 'A requiem shall be played.' He beamed; a smile violating his face. The words seemed transparent and non-existent to Savannah, but she nodded as a wind blew and caressed her long hair. 'Your supposition, darling?' This had happened before- Abraham had arched his eyebrows, which he never did normally, signalling what his question was. It was an odd way of comprehending what was supplied, but it worked. 'A musical?' She inquired. A physical response was incurred, and Abraham shook his hand so as to say 'Close'. She pondered. '...A requiem?' He was surprised at the quick speed at which she had perceived what he had said, but nonetheless was happy. He nodded. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As I was writing it, I previewed my post, but it had some weird error. When I went back, nothing was here. This paragraph was all that I could find the inspiration to rewrite, but it will be updated in an hour or so, once I don't feel as depleted as I now do.

Of course. Maybe after I'm done eating lunch. -Wink- Thank you, I'll have another piece up soon.! That's very reassuring; thank you. I suppose I'll have to make the next part make you cry if that's the case, no?

http://www.rmxpunlimited.net/forums/files/file/53-craft-system/ It's a crafting system,, but should be pretty much the same.

I'd refer to myself as active, even though I haven't been here too long, so...here? Well, in 'real-life' I'm a pessimistic, nihilistic, usually phlegmatic, cynical, introverted, curious, Atheist. I say 'real-life', due to the fact that I try to be nicer on the internet, since frankly, I can be pretty harsh and cruel. I am easily bored with things, and have an interest in anatomy. I am not absolutely sure that that is what I want to do for a living, but it's up there on that fake list o' mine. I suck when it comes to romance- I'm not a romantic person. I either try too hard- which just annoys her, or I come off as too demeaning. I don't like procrastination, but that makes me a hypocrite, because on some days I'll be doing just that. I'm also very condescending, which tends to annoy a lot of people. I'm of white ethnicity. I'm not arrogant, but I like to consider myself more intelligent than others around my age. Like to. You can decide for yourself whether or not I am, I suppose. I like debating over touchy subjects (Odd, I know). I prefer to keep it professional, but at least half of every person on the internet is overly-aggressive and will not have an actual debate, but rather, an argument. I wear glasses, and as ShinyToyGuns pointed about himself, am a self-proclaimed geek. As for a 'major conflict', I have two. The first is that I am trying -but failing- at seducing a certain someone. The second is a bit more severe, and is very odd. I'm trying to become something, but because I am a coward; cannot go through with it because of the consequences. P.S. Happy Birthday Formlesstree4! 誕生日おめでとうございます、formlesstree君

It is, isn't it? Anyway, I'm still a new member, but I really like the 'site- and it's all because of Marked, so thank ye, Admin-Sir, for doing a wonderful job. Keep it up.

Fix'd.

Agreed. I still play SNES games and the like, myself. And by no means do those consoles have good graphics.

It's against the law in every state. That's why different 'companies' rate the games.

Really? I find that odd. Especially considering how most Zelda games are 'cartoony'. With the exception of Twilight Princess and a few others.

Shounen Upgrade!

I agree completely.

Unfortunately, no.

I agree with Den. It looks as if it is just going from one color to the next. The font could do with a bit of changing, too. If you don't know what details to add, perhaps you could just make a transparent background?

Only in the U.S and Canada, Den.

I wouldn't consider my writing better than your's- you're a good writer, yourself. Thank you for the compliment, though.! Thank you, Den. That's kind of you. I hope to improve myself while I'm here- so please tell me if I do. Or if there's anything I can do to make it better.

What? Let me rephrase that; 'I don't feel the need to say why I think that'. Only because, In my opinion, it's pretty obvious.

Soled shoes. Yes, there we soled shoes. Soled shoes that tapped lightly and rapidly along the smooth surface of the wooden floor boards, which was the primary material that made up the one-story and abandoned amphitheatre. The sound of the tapping reverberated along the strongly built walls, along with gentle sound of a violin and the equally soft-in-sound footfalls of his own marionettes, each with their own finely-crafted soled shoes. A chorus of applause echoed from a non-existent crowd, as well as shouts. In response, two figures, one the man in the soled shoes, and the other the violinist, bowed slowly, smiling a smile of joy. Their hands intertwined, and they bowed yet again, this time with connected hands. Another roar of applause from a seemingly intangible crowd. Lovely, one would agree. Slowly, the sound died out, and the two figures began to walk away, violin in hand, and marionettes following. The two stepped toward the curtain, the chants of the crowd dimming. They stepped through, the chanting now at a full halt. 'Encore, Encore!' They had been shouting. 'Savannah, my darling.' The ventriloquist puffed. He put his hands out to proposition a hug, but he received no verbal, nor physical response from his beloved. He knew the painful fact; that she was deaf, but he could not believe it. No matter how much the 'colors' helped her. Yes, the colors. The colors that appeared within her mind instead of sound. Whenever a noise would be heard, a color would appear. The inspiration for her career, you see, were the colors. She wanted to experience them all by playing the violin, see beautiful rainbows and grasslands. Oh, how dreadful it was when she stopped playing, and the colors dissipated from her mind. The only way she could hear her beloved's voice was when she visualized it with the colors. But, it had its toll on her. Each time a color would 'materialize' within her mind, her other senses would wane, too. Yet, she was kept in check by Abraham, the elegant man who had once become her beloved. He now watched her; took care of her. Together they created spectacular performances, and pleased audiences everywhere. But now, this was their last performance. For tonight, they had to commit a vile deed. A deed so vile, that they would be heavily scrutinized for even thinking such thoughts. ...Indeed, this was their last performance. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Not much. Simply a couple of paragraphs. This, I know. I simply wanted to introduce you to the plot and my writing style before anything. I will add more writing pieces as I feel the necessity to. I don't have a name, unfortunately. If one could think of an idea, that would be much appreciated. Anyway, opinions of what little I have added? Or even criticism? All is welcomed. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

No. I don't even feel the need to defend myself. You're completely wrong.

A few grammatical flaws littered the story, and a couple of run-on sentences- but nothing to ruin it. In fact, I enjoyed it. Good going, sir. I disagree with their recommendations, though. I personally think that type of name is a bit cliche. I'll give you my own opinion once I found out more. Edit: No more continuations?

They're decent, I suppose. I'd like them more if they were in my genre.

...Really, sir? ...Just...really? I don't know how to respond to that...

I'm afraid that I don't know who to nominate. Too bad we can't the admins.

Probably Tatenkai. (Side-view BS)