(Omg Amu. That's so morbid. OTL) NO ITS NOOOOOOOOOT! WHY DO YOU THINK THE ATOMIC BOMB IS STILL BEING DEBATED?!
「 (I know. It's not how I actually think, thankfully.) That's because it's pure destruction, not war~! War involves more finesse than nuclear weapons do~! And that's why war is so fun~!」
인피니트❤
(Thank goodness for that too. ^^;; ) The atomic bomb was released during World War 2 on Japan because their forces didn't give up. Critics say it was necessary for it to be dropped because of this unstoppable pride of their country and how they thought giving up was disgraceful. It was for "the greater good" and could save countless American soldiers. Others say that the bomb wasn't necessary because they were about to give up anyways and that it violated some of the laws of warfare. It would also wipe out most of Japan with the radiation and the blowing up the bomb itself. In short, the atomic bomb was used as a warfare weapon, thus being part of the war. /end history rant
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 5:35 pm
Sellesion
KuroKageHane
Lol yeah. xD I love your new siggy Selle! It's beautiful. emotion_kirakira
Oh thankies! emotion_kirakira I really gave some attention to de colors. ^w^
You're welcome! ^^ The colors are so beautiful. They mix and math well! emotion_kirakiraheart
(Omg Amu. That's so morbid. OTL) NO ITS NOOOOOOOOOT! WHY DO YOU THINK THE ATOMIC BOMB IS STILL BEING DEBATED?!
「 (I know. It's not how I actually think, thankfully.) That's because it's pure destruction, not war~! War involves more finesse than nuclear weapons do~! And that's why war is so fun~!」
인피니트❤
(Thank goodness for that too. ^^;; ) The atomic bomb was released during World War 2 on Japan because their forces didn't give up. Critics say it was necessary for it to be dropped because of this unstoppable pride of their country and how they thought giving up was disgraceful. It was for "the greater good" and could save countless American soldiers. Others say that the bomb wasn't necessary because they were about to give up anyways and that it violated some of the laws of warfare. It would also wipe out most of Japan with the radiation and the blowing up the bomb itself. In short, the atomic bomb was used as a warfare weapon, thus being part of the war. /end history rant
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「 (Yupyup!) Okay, no more crazy child-thing.
And yeah, it was a part of war, but I'm separating it out. Generally, real war, and not just mass obliteration via a bomb, takes more finesse. Pincer moves, using maps to figure out the best troop movements, etc. Using just about any kind of bomb is a part of war, but not a part of what I consider "real" war. Real war involves men on the ground fighting, not drones. Airplanes kind of count..but really only, in my mind, against ships or other airplanes. Ship warfare is a different kettle of fish entirely. (and I watched Grave of the Fireflies...when I was 11...so I know about what happened to Japan... not to mention the fire bombings before they used the atomic bomb) (While it is by Hayao Miyazaki....I do not recommend anyone watch it, unless you want to teach them (ignorant peoples especially) the truth...and teach them well...)
(Wanted to make my idea of "real" war clear, partially to fully flesh it out, partially because I never like leaving something coming off incorrectly and partially because, this is a pretty interesting conversation about war, actually.) 」
From: An anonymous benefactor Message: A thousand glittering diamonds floated in the pure blue ocean. At least, that is how it looked like to you with the sun's rays of light shooting across the rippling waters. Its warmth was cooled by the salty breeze that now slipped across your skin. Your smile was relaxed as you stared out over red-shingled buildings at the ocean that flanked the quaint town. The breeze stirred again, stronger this time, and you tugged down the brim of your hat to keep it in place. Pulling away from the coarse stonewall, you began walking down the cobblestone path that had led up to the looking area.
Cool, sweet shadows slipped over you as you walked down the path between two tall buildings. The city had been made on the steep slopes of the land besides the ocean. It was full of buildings that reached up towards the white clouds above. In fact, you had yet to see a building that was not smaller than two stories high. The majority of these buildings were made of light brown stone that matched well with the red, sometimes blue or green, shingled rooftops. The city was a nice one. The bustle of everyday activity kept the streets busy and the tourists that came kept it healthy with business.
As you finally reached the end of the cobblestone path, a great deal of noise greeted you. The sidewalks flowed with people and the air was filled with conversation. Joining those who were making their way down the sidewalks, you walked at an easy pace, enjoying your time here. In the stone streets, a few steam cars rumbled by. Ahead of you, you spied your current destination. The heart of the city, a circular plaza with a large fountain rimmed with white short walls that acted as stone benches. You adjusted your hat again as the wind playfully tugged at it and picked up your pace. Crossing the street, mindful of the train tracks running in the middle, you finally made it to the plaza.
A loud whistle split the air nearby and the huffs of a train drew your attention down the street. A small light blue train passed by you, its white steam forming miniature clouds in the air.
This was one of the reasons why this city was so famous. These small trains ran through most of the main streets of the city. They went up and down the large hills and acted as a public transportation system for the people.
You grinned with amusement as you watched cart after cart, ten total, pass you by as the train slowed down. The carts were opened topped and could hold two people comfortably. You hurried to the small platform as people off loaded from the train after it came to a full stop. At the front, the locomotive engineer waved people onboard.
"Excuse me!" You hailed their attention and they waved back in greeting.
It was an older gent who wore the standard uniform for the locomotive drivers. Light blue overalls with a long sleeve peach shirt and a light blue tall locomotive hat.
"What can I do for you?" He asked loudly to be heard over the rumbling of the engine.
"Does this train run up to Oak Street?" You inquired, lifting your own voice to try and be heard properly. You asked because a resident earlier had told you about a lovely cafÃ& on the corner there. It sounded nice and it also gave you an excuse to ride one of the trains.
The engineer nodded, "Yes we do! Hop on board and you'll be there in a jiff!"
Again you grinned and nodded your thanks as you hurried away to go find a seat in one of the carts. The train had nearly filled up, but a few seats remained. Snagging one, you felt your heart beat speed up with excitement. You could feel the tremor of the engine through the metal cart as you sat down. Ahead, you saw the locomotive engineer pull a chain and the train's whistle shrieked a warning. There was a small jerk forward and the train began to slowly push forward. Steam shot into the air as the engine huffed and it began to build up speed. Soon, it was moving at a good pace down the street and away from the fountain.
The wind from the ride felt good against your skin. Your hat threatened to blow off, but you nimbly stopped it and held it down with a hand. You grinned and could not help by feel as you had when you were a kid; the feeling of excitement for doing something you had never done before.
Smiling, you looked towards the sky were a propeller plane passed overhead with a sign being pulled behind it. It reminded you of the hot air balloons the city was also known for. Maybe you would go for a ride later...Of course, you also had to visit the beach. Perhaps go out on a boat cruise or something of the sort. Your mind wandered as you thought of more things you wanted to do while you were there...
The small jerk as the train slowed down to the next stop surprised you and you gripped the side of the cart with both hands to stop from nearly falling forward. A gust of wind swept over you and snatched your hat from your head. It tumbled away as the wind stole it into the air. Your eyes widened in surprise and you quickly twisted around as you searched for it.
You muttered a small curse as you saw it drifting in the air down the street. The moment the train came to a complete stop, you jumped out of the cart and jogged down the sidewalk, apologizing as you pushed passed the people walking. Fighting through the crowd was like trying to run through water. Slow going. The wind died down and you watched the hat landed on the ground across the street ahead of you. Your relief was short lived however, when the breeze slowly picked up strength once more. You watched in horror as the hat moved along the ground.
"Stop that hat!" You shouted in plea, but you only received odd stares from the people around you.
The wind continued to pick up, causing the hat to move some more. Darting into the street, a car that was just about to move forward from its parking spot honked at you as it suddenly braked to avoid hitting you. You shouted an apology to the angry driver as you jogged to the other side. The hat was only a few yards away now.
But the wind was not on your side. The hat tumbled and rolled down the sidewalk. You were only moments away when the teasing wind howled a sudden gust and picked the hat up into the air once more.
You groaned and stared as it blew into the sky above the street. The passing of cars added to the wind and pushed it even higher into the air. Staying on the sidewalk, you tracked it as best you could. It swept over a two-story building and drifted to the other side. Cutting into an alley, you race over to the next street. This street was thankfully much quieter than the previous. Only a few cars passed by and the sidewalks held only the occasional passerby.
Breath ragged now, you searched the air for your hat and spotted it across the street high up in the air. It drifted near the fourth story window of a building. The blowing wind was finally starting to die down again. Almost gently, the hat floated down to a third story balcony the next building over. You watched as out stretched hands carefully retrieved it from the air. A girl had caught it.
"Excuse me! Miss!" You cried out to her as you waved your arms in an attempt to get her attention.
She heard your voice and looked down towards the street. Her long white hair was partially hidden under a floppy sun hat and her light blue sundress drifted slightly in the breeze.
"The hat there is mine. Could you drop it down to the street, please?" You called up to her.
The girl looked at the hat in her hands, then back to you. "I think it might be better if I just come down and give it to you. The wind is picking up again!" She shouted down to you as another sharp wind nearly blew her own hat off.
You nodded and watched as she disappeared inside. Crossing the street, you made your way to the entrance of the building. A few moments later, the girl opened the door and walked down the two steps that led down to the sidewalk.
Up close, you noticed her eyes were a light blue. So light that you wondered if it was just a trick of the light. In her hands, she gently held your upturned hat. Her lips were smiling in amusement as she held your hat out to you, "You should be more careful. The wind can get pretty strong here."
You chuckled slightly, "Yeah, I noticed that. Thanks for saving it for me. I'm not sure where it might have gone next if you hadn't have snatched it from the air." You took the upturned hat from her with a smile.
The girl laughed, "It was no problem. I'm guessing you are new in town?"
"I just arrived here today." You admitted a little sheepishly.
"Ah, a tourist," the girl teased, "Well, welcome to town!"
"Heh, thanks. And thanks again for the help."
"Your welcome. I know I would hate if I lost my hat, " she tapped her own, "Either way, I won't hold you any longer. I'm sure you have much you want to do today." The girl gave a small wave of farewell as she turned to walk down the street.
A smile lit your own lips as you turned around and walked back towards Oak Street. You put the hat on and immediately froze.
What?
Something thumped onto your head from inside your hat and you blinked in surprise. Taking off your hat, you caught a small box as it began to fall off your head. Looking down, you saw it was a nicely decorated gift box that was held close by a silk bow. Written in elegant calligraphy were the words: A small gift for working so hard to get your hat back~
You turned the box over looking for any other messages. The girl must have put it into your hat before giving it back. You looked down the street for the girl, but she had already disappeared from your view. Gazing back at the present, you slowly began to open it...
--- Phantom Anon
So for starters, I really hope I'm wrong and that I didn't forget to post this anon message I got. emotion_kirakira ^ Anyway, I'm posting it again if I didn't forget. Sorry for such a late reply Phantom Anon. You're story was super magical. I really liked it. Thank you! emotion_bigheart
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From: An anonymous benefactor Message: A person rushes though the thick crowds ahead of you, brushing people aside, making a commotion, as the crowd is trying to flow the other way. You peer over the tops of heads to see what the shouts mean, and realise the person is headed your way. You try to make room, but the crowd is so thick its a wonder the person has made any progress through it at all. The top hat bobs and weaves, and is suddenly beside you, pressing something into your hands as it rushes by. Despite the tall hat, the person wearing it is short - and is that grey skin? But the short person is gone, the shouts of anger from behind you, and the crowd shifts forward.
Also, to whoever sent that to me today, it was also really nice. I liked it. So thank you, you spiffy little dark elfy thingy you. emotion_kirakira
Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 9:53 pm
[NPC] Rina
From: An anonymous benefactor Message:
This is Grýla, an Icelandic monster who ate bad gaian children before Christmas.
You better not shout, You better not cry, You better not pout, Or an Icelandic monster will ******** eat you.
.......what the........." watches out the window." DAMMIT SLENDERMAN!!!!! STOP STALKING ME!
「 Exactly! Hopefully my mom will be all happy once all my grades get in and stop worrying needlessly. *sigh* She worries way too much about that kind of stuff. 」
Oh. well that must make it even more stressful. o^o Hopefully she does calm down when your grades come in. *nod*
Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:58 pm
[NPC] Rina
Hey there!
I've got a special gift for you!
From: An anonymous benefactor Message:
Nope, I will not stop stalking you.
We can become very good friends, just unlock your window. because I have a very special surprise for you.
.............not funny Slenderman, I have seen what happens when you have entered a window. It is on the internet.
「 Exactly! Hopefully my mom will be all happy once all my grades get in and stop worrying needlessly. *sigh* She worries way too much about that kind of stuff. 」
Oh. well that must make it even more stressful. o^o Hopefully she does calm down when your grades come in. *nod*
「 That's my hope too... It doesn't actually make it stressful...just annoying. I know I've done well, and at the very least well enough, but she's always worried I'll lose my scholarship. I think she does nearly all of the worrying for the both of us. XD 」
Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 12:17 pm
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From: An anonymous benefactor Message:
This is Grýla, an Icelandic monster who ate bad gaian children before Christmas.
You better not shout, You better not cry, You better not pout, Or an Icelandic monster will ******** eat you.
When I first saw this....and saw the Frozen's reaction.... I was all "That's Slenderwoman, unless Slenderman likes to cross-dress and no one's noticed it before..." I mean, unless Frozen was talking about the thing dressed like a Nun in the foreground... And then it'd still be Slenderman Cross-dressing.. Which, why is that thing in the foreground dressed like a Nun? I mean, I knew Nuns were scary ruler-wielding people, but this, this is just entertaining. If it's not dressed like a Nun...then somebody needed to teach it how to properly dress for stealth... 」
This is Grýla, an Icelandic monster who ate bad gaian children before Christmas.
You better not shout, You better not cry, You better not pout, Or an Icelandic monster will ******** eat you.
When I first saw this....and saw the Frozen's reaction.... I was all "That's Slenderwoman, unless Slenderman likes to cross-dress and no one's noticed it before..." I mean, unless Frozen was talking about the thing dressed like a Nun in the foreground... And then it'd still be Slenderman Cross-dressing.. Which, why is that thing in the foreground dressed like a Nun? I mean, I knew Nuns were scary ruler-wielding people, but this, this is just entertaining. If it's not dressed like a Nun...then somebody needed to teach it how to properly dress for stealth... 」
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Posted: Sat May 11, 2013 9:51 pm
Amu Tsukiyomi-sama
「 That's my hope too... It doesn't actually make it stressful...just annoying. I know I've done well, and at the very least well enough, but she's always worried I'll lose my scholarship. I think she does nearly all of the worrying for the both of us. XD 」
Ooh ok. I get why it would be so annoying. CX That there is a lot of worrying. >w< And doesn't it take quite a bit to lose a scholorship? Like, you have to fail a few times first I think... don't you?
This is Grýla, an Icelandic monster who ate bad gaian children before Christmas.
You better not shout, You better not cry, You better not pout, Or an Icelandic monster will ******** eat you.
When I first saw this....and saw the Frozen's reaction.... I was all "That's Slenderwoman, unless Slenderman likes to cross-dress and no one's noticed it before..." I mean, unless Frozen was talking about the thing dressed like a Nun in the foreground... And then it'd still be Slenderman Cross-dressing.. Which, why is that thing in the foreground dressed like a Nun? I mean, I knew Nuns were scary ruler-wielding people, but this, this is just entertaining. If it's not dressed like a Nun...then somebody needed to teach it how to properly dress for stealth... 」
