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 Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 6:02 pm
**Click the image to return to the main thread!** ~Birth of Urami-Viola~ ..........It is often said that "Schadenfreude" has no direct English translation. How could it? Why would we ever need a word to describe someone who gets joy from other's misfortune? Although it is a noble thought of our language to assume such an emotion doesn't exist... It's a naive one. Just like there will always be wars, always be discrimination... There will also always be at least one person who can't help but feel a little bit better when someone else is suffering. Let's just hope whoever that is isn't going to end up taking things a little too far...Personal Information about Urami-Viola:Birthdate: March 24th, 2008 Core Emotion: Schadenfreude Gender: Female Hair color: Black with streaks of red Eye color: Err.... Closed? xD
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 6:26 pm
Not my Misfortune
My name's Tomoko. Born from a Japanese family, it means 'friendly child.' I guess I can't live up to that name anymore. I never exactly cared much about anything because life is so boring. But then last week, something got me hard in the head.
Seeing someone in pain made me giggle. It wasn't a bad thing, I think. Not bad for me? Maybe so. For the other person. Heh...not my misfortune. It started last week on one of those boring days that I never expected anything.
It was sunny, like any other day, and being bored was just one of my hobbies. Not a hobby, it's just what I usually do. Being bored. It was during biology class I was carrying a jar of hot water and accidentally tripped and spilled it over one of my classmates. Inside of me, I wanted to burst out laughing. I gave a curt apology before the bell rang. I didn't know what was going on. Did I actually feel like laughing at my classmate who juts got burnt by water? I wanted to know more about myself. How boring.
And what better way to find out? Physical Education. As if the stars want me to try this out. Thought we're not playing soccer or football, baseball was good enough for a test run. After all, if I hit somebody, it would be an accident and it would be the end of the day.
The ball came. I swung. I missed. I hit the coach. I turned around and he was on the floor with his nose bleeding and unconscious. I wanted to laugh. I wanted to fall on the ground and laugh at him, but I kept myself doing that. School was over and I ran home afraid. I asked my parents to not let me go to school for awhile. I was afraid. I stayed home in bed, with my dog who watched me play video games that week.
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Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 9:35 am
Just Trying
I stayed home after what happened in school. I didn't want to hurt anymore people, but why is this emotion just growing in me? I thought to let it out, I should forget about it and try not to hurt anyone else. But who should I do this to? Not my poor shiba puppy. He's too cute. No one close to me, that's for sure.
A doll.
Right, I can make a doll, and do pain to that object instead. It has no feelings. It won't mind. It won't care. Because it's a doll. And I won't hurt the people around me, and just that doll.
I found my mom's sewing kit and looked at all the fabric, the needles, and all the thread she had. There's wasn't much to go through, but it was enough to make a doll to keep me company.
There was this pretty pastel purple fabric that was used for her head and body. Though there wasn't enough to finish her left leg. So I just used a bit of black fabric so she can have a leg. I felt happy with her figure. Though looking a bit plump, I still loved it.
There was very little yellow fabric, but I just wanted her to be a bit more...'colorful.' I bet the stars wanted to make me test what was in mind, and so I sewed a small yellow right on her chest. It wasn't much, but I thought I should make a symbol or remind me to that day.
Before I would start on her head and face, my dog ran pass me and snatched the pastel purple doll and started chewing her up! "Cherry! No! I patted the dog's head, and she quickly dropped it on the floor. Her arm was ripped! "Silly dog...don't make me hurt you instead," I thought to myself. I petted my dog's back and gave him a chew toy instead. I sewed back her arm and even if it looked out of place, like her leg, I still loved it.
Her face was in pain. Well, it should be. Because she was going to have to deal with me trying to not hurt anyone else to make me happy. There wasn't much yarn to go along to make her hair. I used up all the back but found out there was still a bit of bald spots. Not wanting a beautiful doll like her to have bald spots, I gave her a bit of red strands. Three.
I loved the doll. Her hair was long and pretty. It passed down her body. Though her face was in pain, it seemed as if the star gave her hope. Though she had nothing to do with a grudge, I named her Urami-Viola. I wouldn't mind naming her Ultra Violet after that super hero. But this doll wasn't going to be a super hero. She was going to have a living hell if I have to have the joy.
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Posted: Thu Mar 27, 2008 8:28 pm
Troublesome
I tried! I really tried!
I tried so hard, but it didn't help. I threw Urami-Viola on the wall when I went to my room. "Damn it! Why didn't I find you before she did!?" I shouted at the doll. It didn't speak. It's just a doll.
I'm shouting at a doll. How stupid of me.
Today was a horrible day. I couldn't hold myself for even five days! Not even two. I grabbed Urami-Viola and pricked a needle on the star. "The stars instead wanted me to hurt people," I mumbled.
I stared at her long flowing hair. I wanted to cut it off, but it was hard work to get all the hair the correct lengths. I sighed and wanted to cry. This is what happened today at school...
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"I heard the teacher's in the hospital because of you," said a preppy girl after school.
"It was an accident, and this was two days ago," I told her turning around.
"Because of you, I'm getting such horrible grades in P.E." whimpered the girl.
"Shut up, all you do is beg and whine about your dead hip," I said getting a bit frustrated. She was one of the more popular girls in our school and she was a big teacher's pet to the P.E. teacher.
Her eyes glared at me and her voice became serious. "You're just in my way, you know that?" she said. "First you burn my boyfriend's hand and now bring my favorite teacher to the hospital.
As for the burning, that was on the same day before P.E. started. I accidentally spilled some hot water on my classmate. That classmate was her 'boyfriend.' She had 'that' boyfriend, 'this' boyfriend, and she still had room for the 'other' boyfriend.
"Look, I don't want to get in trouble because of--" I got off because all of a sudden, the girl was holding Urami-Viola. "UV!"
"I never knew you still played with dolls, Tomoko," she sneered. A crowd started surrounding us and I got really angry. How did she get her? That was another story. She would have many options to take Urami-Viola.
"Give her back," I said.
Suddenly, she took out a pair of scissors and put them near Urami-Viola's hair. "Why not I cut off her hair then give her back?"
I couldn't help myself. I leaped before my mind knew and all I remembered was grabbing her flowing hair and cutting it. Everyone was in shocked and I laughed so hard at her whimpering. It was as if we switched roles. It was my turn to give her some pain. Even if she stood up to fight, I fought back and laughed at her when she was on the floor.
But that was just all the fun I had. "What's going on over there?"
The principal. Also known as, the girl's father. "Father! She cut my hair! Look at how short it is!" the girl cried.
"Principal, she stole this from me!" I shouted showing him my doll. I didn't care if anyone laughed, but I remember in the rule book: Stealing is a serious offense in the school.
But the principal must've not read his own handbook because in a minute, he called my parents and kicked me out of his highschool.
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I grabbed two more pins and tried to pin her long hair up. It didn't work well, so I found one of my very old chopsticks since I was young.
Kurocho.
My mother gave me these chopsticks to use when I was a little toddler. It was red and it had black butterflies on it. Just like my last name. I sighed once again. I heard my parents talking to each other about what I did at school today. I didn't want to listen. I held onto Urami-Viola and slept with her beside me.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 1:47 pm
Leveling
"Tomomo," I heard my mother call me. That was her little nickname for me. It always sounded childish, but I really loved to hear her say my name. Only her.
I walked to my mother in my pajamas and she asked me what really happened. I told her and after I finished telling me story, she smiled and held my hand. "Tomomo, I don't believe that you were going to hurt somebody. Your father found a new school for you. Is that okay?"
I nodded in agreement. I didn't really care much about the school I just kicked out of. My mother gave a smile and she got up to do her chores. I walked back to my bedroom and saw Urami-Viola on her side, staring at me. "Everything will be alright," I mumbled. I flicked her head twice and pulled her hair a bit.
I didn't want to go back to sleep. Instead, the whole day, I went and played video games. My dog is pretty good at DDR.
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Posted: Fri Apr 25, 2008 10:32 pm
New Start
It took me awhile to find a school I actually wanted to stay in. I held Urami-Viola in my arms, trying to not let the other high-schoolers see me holding a ragged doll.
"Who's she?"
"The new girl...I heard she did something bad in her old school."
"She looks too innocent to do anything horrible."
"I heard she got kicked out because of cutting someone's hair."
"It must've been an awesome haircut."
I told myself not to listen to everyone around me. Everyone must have already known why I'm here. I stared down at Urami-Viola and her face made me feel worse. I quickly stuffed her in my bag and walked to me first class: Geometry.
"I would like everyone to meet Tomoko Kurocho," said my geometry teacher. She was a young lady with dark red rimmed glasses and a cheerful smile on her face. "Please introduce yourself."
"My name's Tomoko Kurocho and I guess I'm your new classmate from here on now," I said trying to act friendly. Everyone's gaze seeped into my skin and I felt butterflies twirl in my stomach.
I took my seat behind my new freshman class. They all went back doing their work. It was a quiet room, but I still felt one eye staring at me. "Hello."
The voice gave me a jolt and I turned to my side. A boy beside me gave a small smile. His eyes were sea-blue and his pitch black hair was tied up in a ponytail. "The name's Sean."
I gave a smile. "Nice to meet you."
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Posted: Fri May 09, 2008 10:37 pm
Smile When It Rains
My new school has been going well, and I have met more people thanks to Nomed. I felt like everything that happened was new life. And new life happened indeed.
I woke up one Sunday morning, not feeling too great. "Homework," I mumbled. "I should've done it yesterday."
I got ready and before I could open my bag, I heard a crash in my closet. Turning around, I saw most of my books and toys on the floor. A huge mess. "Ugh! I guess I should clean my room first before doing my homework," I thought. "I don't like to work in a messy room anyways."
I organized all my books and toys, but something seemed off. It was Urami-Viola. She was found under all my toys and not only that, she seemed...different. "Urami...?" I said under my breath surprised.
Suddenly, she started moving. "Mmmmmmm..." the only I heard from her. "Mmmmm."
"Urami-Viola!! W-Why're you talking? W-What's going on?" I said to myself worried. "This is like...weird!"
"Uuuuraaa..." muttered Urami-Viola. "Aaamii. Viii..."
It was like having a little baby in my arms. Small, fragile, and yet, I couldn't believe the toy I made to calm my cheerful mood of seeing someone in pain has become real. I didn't want to hurt her! "Your name is Urami-Viola," I said giving a smile to the purple fabric doll.
"Raaami Vioooolaaa," mumbled the doll again. She rubbed her eyes and looked around, or so I think. Her eyes were just slits, but her head turned around to look at my room. "Uraaaamii Vioooolaaa."
I gave a giggle and patted the Urami's head. "My name is Tomoko," I said cheerfully.
"Tooomooo," she said rubbing her eyes again. Was she crying? Was it itching? I couldn't tell. Her slit eyes showed barely any expressions. "Tooomooo...cow."
I gave another laugh again. She was so cute! "Just call me Tomo, Urami-Viola," I said. I put her down on my rug and she stomped on the rug gently. She started jumping around and walked quickly behind me. "Puuuuurreeeetty," she cooed.
I didn't know why she said her words long, but it made her sound sly. As if she was thinking about something against me, but I didn't want to think so hard. She was a child to me. And I didn't want to hurt her in anyway from my thoughts. "It's pretty alright, like you," I said. "The rug is purple."
"P-p-burple," she stuttered. She hastily spun around and jumped onto my bed. I wanted to play with her all day, but I still had homework.
"Okay, UV. I have to be gone for awhile. It won't be long," I said.
"Yoooooveeeee," she cooed again. "Oh-kaaaay."
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Posted: Sat May 10, 2008 4:10 pm
Lost Summers
"Oh UV, the summer was a bit to fast don't you think?" I asked with a sigh.
UV cooed again and was drawing on a small piece of paper beside me. "You taught many words to me," she said quietly.
I nodded while drawing in my sketchbook. "What goes quack? What goes moo? Why did the summer go so fast?"
"Duck, cow, and quick it did!"
I laughed and patted her yarned hair. I never had time to really do anything else with UV except teach her words. I had summer school and most of the time I drew in my sketchbook. All of a sudden, I find out that school is just starting around the corner. "UV, these days, I'm going to have the best day until we go back to school," I said happily.
"What about Sean?"
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Actually, Sean left the school because he was always late. His mother got angry at him and they moved away where he wouldn't tell me. I have been crying for a week but I felt like I didn't have to worry. He was my first friend in that school and we still send letters to each other. UV still didn't know what was wrong with me, but instead of using her to be hurt, I held her. Tightly. She instead those weeks were somebody to hold onto.
Sean never met UV, but UV met Sean. UV was good being acted just like a rag doll. Sean was proud how I made her. He said that she was pretty cute and the colors represented the look on her face. I didn't get what he meant by that, but I smiled.
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"We don't have to worry about him. I told you, it's still only us," I said. I closed my sketchbook and took out a notebook. "Alright, where shall we go for the last week of summer?"
"Park! Theater! Somewhere quiet and lovely. Where the sakuras are still blooming!" she shouted happily.
There are two things that are top priority. It will always be on the top. School and Urami-Viola.
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Posted: Mon Aug 04, 2008 5:12 pm
To the Park
"Yay! The park!" said UV happily when I got her out of my backpack. "Beautiful!"
The wind blew in her face and she almost toppled over the hill. "Uwaah! Don't just jump out!" I cried grabbing onto her before she flew away.
"There's nobody here Tomoooo," she said with a smile. Her face gave that sly expression again. I tried to not show any fear.
"That means you can play in the swing and slide," I said picking the light doll up onto the jungle gym. "I'll go in the slide with you first and we can play in the swings next."
"Ooooookay!" She cooed. I held onto the side of the slide and instead of getting on my lap, UV crawled onto my head. "Onward!"
"I shouldn't have let you watch so much Pirate of the Caribbean movies," I said with a laugh. I slid down and she was holding me tightly. Yet though her grip was tight, even teh short seconds we were on, she was screaming her lungs out.
"YATTAA!!" she screamed. "Agagagain Tomooo!"
"This time by yourself," I said with a smile. "You can do it! Face the fear, right?"
"I'm not scared at all Tomo," she said with a triumphant smile. Her eyes again, scared me. "After this, I will try the swing by myself."
I sat down on the bench and let UV try everything at the park. I freaked when she almost fell off the swing, I laughed when she made a sand monster out of the sandbox, and I choked on my juice box.
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