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 Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 1:10 pm
Tea Guest Log  Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Panic, Surprise, Confusion, Uncertainty, Disappointment Your commentary on its flavour: Acerola wished the taste that was left from yearning for something important that was lost would disappear soon. She only knew fully well how it felt, and would rather not remember. She felt she could relate really well to the girl in the memory. The worst part was that the thing the girl had lost was always going to be in front of her, yet out of reach.
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 4:44 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Confusion, anxiety, panic, sorrow, resignation Your commentary on its flavour: To have someone you cherish say that you aren't who you really are. That had to be a painful experience for the owner of this memory. Nush knew that he certainly didn't feel very comfortable as he witnessed this as a third person. It seemed like a fair number of memories involved lost, one way or another. Was losing others a part of becoming a goddess?
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 5:34 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Heartbreaking, sad, lonely Your commentary on its flavour: What is a body but something to house a soul in? I don't think I could ever forget a friend no matter what body they wore, it seems sad that she seemed to struggle with it so much. Such a big transition requires a lot of support, doesn't it? The end seemed hopeful at first until it was realized that the relationship simply wouldn't be the same anymore no matter what...
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 9:08 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Loss, regret, and uncertainty. Your commentary on its flavour: The memory confused Fayre more than anything. It was hard to believe that a friend who was worth the love and attention of someone so sweet, could simply.. give her up because she looked different. Was that why he'd been friends with her, in the first place? Was her body really her most distinguishing feature? She wished she could be there for the girl. She'd try to be a better friend.
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 9:12 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: unhappiness, loneliness Your commentary on its flavour: Trebor thought that memory was pretty sad. But he wasn't very affected by it, because he was like whaaat. It literally made zero sense to him. But in the end, he guessed he could understand both sides. Big changes make everyone uneasy.. but it was sad to see a friendship fall apart like that. Especially when the girl involved seemed to care so much about it. Then again, nothing lasted forever.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 9:30 am
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Sharp magenta Description: Confusion, unexpected distance, loss Your commentary on its flavour: To be the same, and yet unknown - Rojand felt the sense of betrayed confusion sharply. How could the other not recognize her? Didn't he know his friend? She wasn't gone, and yet he acted as though he didn't know her. Were appearances so important, then? How could she trust him again, if he'd known her only by her face? Both of them had lost something important, Rojand reflected, setting the cup down so lightly it barely made a sound at all.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 10:10 am
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Loss of trust. Sorrow. The desire to get things back to the way they were. Your commentary on its flavour:They seemed important to each other, and for there to be what seemed to be a loss of trust between them over an incident was... Almost unbearably sad. Did Charlie feel the same sense of sorrow as Amrita? It showed how emotional distance is often worse than physical distance, and how the more you care about someone, the more they affect your own emotions... Hopefully, they would be able to go back to how they were one day.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 5:18 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Confusion, Betrayal, Loss, Panic, Sadness Your commentary on its flavour: For a brief moment, Hekhis lost hold of her cup, catching it quickly before pulling it in close to her to take another sip. It was as if something important was pulled away, all because of one decision that seemed bad, just for that moment. Not to be unrecognized, perhaps, but to have something you felt was good for you to cause such discord. It made her feel very abandoned to think someone with whom you shared a mutual care could leave you over something so shallow.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 6:35 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Loss, panic, distanced... Betrayed. Your commentary on its flavour: After so many rather sunny teas, this one hit Viae like a rock. A friendship lost over an appearance..? The concept baffled her, astounded her... and frightened her like no other. To lose someone so close over such a thing... how? Was something missing from the memory? A nastier voice in her head chimed how whomever possessed the memory deserved better if he was going to turn tail over a body.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 6:43 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: The tea slides quickly down his throat as though if in a panic. An aftertaste of worry, then sadness chases it, completing an altogether unpleasant blend. Your commentary on its flavour: Shiohlu wasn’t a fan of this tea, it made him feel sad. He had been so hopeful for the girl, who tried so hard to make the other remember who she was, and it had seemed like when she finally caught him after their class, that she might finally get through… But the disappointment the memory had felt still sloshed grossly in his mouth. Poor thing, he thought, friendship was a terrible thing to lose.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 6:49 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: It's quick and confusing and sad and it makes him wary. Your commentary on its flavour: Rune did not like the feel of the pain. It sank into him, ate away at him, its confusion making him feel as though his mind were muddled. It felt...not unpleasant, perhaps, but aching; as though something were missing something...
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:13 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Magenta Description: Loss, Heartache, Confusion Your commentary on its flavour: An unpleasant tea, she found with a simple sip. A painful memory of a lost friend, Palem wasn't clear on the circumstances, couldn't really understand truly and deeply. How could a friend not be a friend after just a change, a physical one at that? This girl seemed to be the same on the inside, isn't that all that mattered? It was disappointing, Palem hoped to never have to experience it in her lifetime.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:14 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Maroon Description: Crushed, loss, how did it go wrong?Your commentary on its flavour: Repoem frowned as he carefully put the tea back down onto the table, pushing it away from him. The flavor began sweet, souring with an aftertaste that still lingered. He wondered what happened to them, and wondered how much between them was now lost. It was an unsettling feeling, one that left him downcast even as he elft the table.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 7:32 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Dark red. Description: Confusion, loss, and a bit of longing. Your commentary on its flavour: Sipping the tea, she felt a small keening in her chest. A longing to be recognize, the hurt of not being remembered by someone you loved. The idea was sad to her, she felt bad for the brewer.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 8:08 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Deep Raspberry Description: Stark and sudden in taste, crisp and perfectly steeped but not properly proportioned in its blend. At once deep and sweet without balance, bright and subtle without certainty. Your commentary on its flavour: The faintly purple color draws Annabell to the cup, but the moment she tastes the drink she cannot decide what she makes of it. The tea should be perfect, everything should be exact but something is missing. Recognition, familiarity, nostalgia, something is wrong. The girl in the memory looks sweets, looks like the kind of person she would be friends with given half the chance. But the boy on the desk is unsure, it put off and makes the whole scenario feel unbalanced. There is some very important piece missing and while Annabell watches, she can't figure it out. The girl is perfect in all requirements, but she's just short of... Something. Its frustrating what it is and when she sets the empty tea cup down she's no closer to an answer, pouting and off put and mildly melancholy she couldn't have figured it out.
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