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I just made a new gmv, check it out please and comment. Like, you know, tell me what bad and good so I can improve. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CE6Wn62KKhY
Reason for thoughts: For the past couple of days, Ive been replaying KI+II (II on proud mode). Anyways, I was home sick today and pretty much been switching around all day. My files though, on one memory card, got deleted. Mostly just the one with khI. So, I had to restart. Pretty much, I stopped playing an hour ago, 3:15 am my time. So, I was playing the opening and some random thoughts crossed my mind. Here thoughts are: 1. Sora had parents. Guessing by the simpler clothes on his floor, he went to school. He had a normal life, outside of the little playground island. The town he lived proven in Kairi cutscenes in KHII. Yet, he never ever thought about it, nor were they ever brought up after Riku's "We may never see our parents again." Which, I find very weird at the moment. I mean, I'm 18, and if I was going around worlds - not meaning to sound like a sap - I would at least get sad about it once. More so, I think, back when I was his age. 2. Sora had a life. If we go on the fact he went to school, had a family, and was normal enough. What the hell did everyone think for those months, leading to a year, or him being gone? I would have kind of liked to know that. Now, yes, for a year, no one had memories of him. But, we can look at Riku for the same, wth? Look at the cutscene in KHII where Kairi is talking to her friend. The friend is like "Yeah, I wonder what ever happened to Riku. I'm sure he will return one day." It was real causal and stuff. I mean, if a friend of mine went bye-bye so suddenly. I would be asking the parents and worried. Even after some time passed. She made it should like he was on some trip or something. Side thingie: God, are Sora and Riku going to have a lot of homework when they returned. 3. I am sure, Riku is son to a fisherman. It's not far-fetched. They lived/live on islands. Look, at Riku compared to everyone else. He is more built as a kid, and his pants screamed fisherman dad. I think Wakko may have also been to a more labor-working family. 4. How the hell did Kairi live life on the islands? I mean, she appeared on the islands from a different world and without parents. (I think, if I remember right). Did someone take her in? Did she start living on her own once older? The End: I'm sleepy, but cant sleep. So, there was a short ramble of thoughts that could be totally wrong or just don't matter. I didn't know if it belonged in KHI or KHII forum, but I did here...because it made sense in my mind. And even if these are random stuff from my tired mind, I think they are somewhat interesting questions/statements. Sorry, also, if someone brought this up before.
I was just given a grey rep when i looked into my CP. What does that mean? Green and red I understand. Grey - means netural? But why give one?
Something quick I did for my creative writing class, not my best, but I like it The Gift Learned Too Late Sometime in the 1970’s, there had been a horrible winter. Snow. It had fallen all that week I remember, and my gloomy annoyance of it had only grown. In a place as grey as New York City, the white flakes seemed only to mock the surrounding buildings. That night, a few hours before the Eve of Christmas started, my feet dirtied the collective flakes as I lazily strolled down a empty sidewalk. Though, I did not care about ruining this fresh snow, because piles of grayed mesh were already lining the streets. They were mountains of junk that blocked the way of our blinded lives, and were dealt with to clear the way for our metal deaths. If that didn’t make sense, then you aren’t cynical enough. I had been; enough so that even the lights of Broadway up a few blocks had been dimmed in my eyes. Everyone should be cynical of the world, I had thought at that time. Because of how I was, I had no one I trusted or wished to be around. No one, that is, but the man that walked next to me then. His steps had been rushed, with a little hop, that clearly told me that he wanted to move faster. “Agh, Joey, why did you have to be such a kill-joy? That party was just getting started!†The man said with a look of scorn on his face, noted by me with by side glance. He had been twenty-five at the time, but look and acted younger. That night he had worn two coats, that were both opened revealing his dark green turtleneck. Being as cold as it had been, this would be insane, yet normal for him. Once he told me it was because he liked to ‘feel the breeze of life’. He said things like that, and it always annoyed me more than whatever level of annoyance I already been on. I answered him. “Did I say you had to come with me? No, I believe I did no such thing.†Disdain increased in his face, with a touch of childlike hurt. A retort came from him. “Right, but has that ever stopped me?†A laugh despite his childish anger. “If I didn’t come and bug you, I think you would walk these streets forever.†Back then, it would have been true. I can still see myself at that moment. A young man of twenty-one who believed himself to be years ahead of his time. A foolish man. I only had on jeans, a t-shirt, and a opened brown leather jacket with my hands stuffed in its pockets. More insane than the man next to me, but my reasons different. I wanted to feel the cruel coldness of our society’s death that winter represented. “I probably would, your right.†A smirk could have been seen on my face, the only signs of joking acknowledgment I knew. “But, I seen nothing better to do. Walking, walking nowhere and passing by the truest form of human decay.†We had walked by a homeless man in an opening of an alley.†It’s just, a calming living hell I want before death meets me.†The man, named Rick if it must be known, smacked me on my back for saying such a thing. Which was the usual reaction when I tried to pass my cynical teachings on. “Sometimes, you make no sense Joe…none. Living calming hell? What kind of crap is that? I think you need to learn how to truly enjoy yourself pal.†He had said as if he was yelling at a child for getting a math test wrong. I had grown more annoyed, but for a different reason I could not place. Rick himself started to walk backwards as he studied me. “What?!†My voice had risen by this point. And yet somewhere I knew 'what', but still couldn’t place it. Just as I hadn’t found out why I let this man stay around me. My personality worked best as a loner anyways. This unexplained following man of mine now had his voice high too. “I just wish you would grow up and stop seeing through a clouded looking glass.†He yelled. This seemed to be turning into our normal fight and a hand had came out of my pocket to rub the back of my head. And we were, by that point, no longer walking but standing in a showdown of theories of life. The sidewalk had no longer been empty as we were now on Broadway and late night actors were walking home. In the upper blocks of it, there were probably even more people for late shows, but we were not near it. Us two ‘friends’, I guess, just stared each other down. This lasted for a few moments, but Rick had never been good at showdowns. A smile broke out on his face. “Let’s just drop it.†There had been something about his easy-going personality that hit that ‘unknown reason for this feeling’ cord in me; annoying me. He then swung his arm around my shoulders, turning me back the way we came, and started to drag me along. “You, my anger Joey, are going to that party.†As much as I wanted to fight back at that moment, I could not bring myself to. A dark feeling overcoming my thoughts, as if I knew something would annoy me again. A few minutes later it proved true. The homeless guy we had passed before had gotten to his feet, and saw us coming. He then stumbled over to us and mumbled something clearly about money. His clothes were too big and rotten, but he looked weak enough. Rick, being annoyingly too kind, unwrapped his arm from me and pulled out his wallet. The homeless guys swiftly eyes must have caught a look inside. Must have been…because what happened next was unexpected (even by me) and quick. There was a sound of a bullet, where the guy had the gun I did not see, and it pierced through Rick’s gut. Before I could have made a move, the homeless guy grabbed the wallet and ran off. I had been too shocked to react. I had gone over to Rick, and tried to put pressure on the wound. Looking at his pained face, that yet had a look of a faded smile on it, I understood my unknown feelings. Why I was allowing him to get near me. Somewhere deep within me, I had wanted to learn from him. I wanted to be as care-free as him and see things how he did. It had took me too long to realize this, it felt like. I had been a foolish young man with the true blinded view of things. Cause, even if I saw a friend get shot, I felt no angry. For Rick said. “I should curse my luck…but at least you’re here.†That damn man couldn’t even stay down in hopes at a time like that. I had thought as I was sure he would pull though. He had given me the gift of learning, while that Christmas had brought a gift for my sin of blindness; a lost of a dear friend I can only look back on. Sitting on this bench, a few hours before the Eve of Christmas, in the year 2007, I watch the snow falling only with sadnesss.
I'm Sacae and just joined today. I've been a long time Kingdom Hearts fan, in a long running Kingdom Hearts roleplay, and just started trying amvs. Thus, I find here for clips and decided to start hanging around. I'm 18 till August. About all really important about me.
I can't get an account made in User Portals, so please watch my amvs that I post here. I did another thread just in the Corner fourm because I didnt notice this. http://www.youtube.com/user/Sacae The two KH amvs are there. "Sorry" Axel and Every Heart: Kingdom Hearts.
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