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Tales of the Past Summary: “A decade ago, I was your pet. Now I'm your guardian.” In the distant future, the mutants resurrected magic and broke the very balance in all of Neo-Gaia's land. As things turned bleak, only one bond can save everything. Disclaimer: The story that follows is a pure work of fiction. Any resemblance to real life events and characters is purely coindidental and unintended. -o-o-o- “Keta! Get your butt out of that room and please help me with cho

“A decade ago, I was your pet. Now I'm your guardian.” In the distant future, the mutants resurrected magic and broke the very balance in all of Neo-Gaia's land. As things turned bleak, only one bond can save everything.

Equal is a devious little brand of "aspartame". I haven't tried it myself. But my grandma used it a lot. I don't even see the point. She can just use sugar. Yeah, I guess you're right. It does glides off the tongue rather naturally. And I do hope you're right. Remembering his disappearance still aches my heart. Though I wouldn't be close-minded enough that I will bar any kind of new relationship (be it a dog, human, etc.), I guess it would still take some time before I'd stop comparing every canine to him.

An artificial sweetener? Wooohhh... So unsweet. XD That's better than "Equal" though. My username is catchy eh? I guess I am just a person stuck in the past. Everytime I went home, I still expect him to run to me, put his strong paws on my shoulders and lick my cheeks. That's his way of greeting. Sometimes, I still imagine that plushy as him. We used to sleep on the same bed, until he started shedding his hair and he was forbidden in my room (mama's orders unfortunately). Still, we are closer than brothers. Let's just say that if he and my little brother were in trouble, I'd go to my dog first. Although I'm hoping I won't be in a situation that could lead to that. The choice would still be hard to make. Though some would want to slap me and yell for me to move on, I guess I just can't. He's the only one I turn to when I am depressed. And the connection we developed will not be easily severed.

Sucre? It deviates from your other usernames, but I kind of like it. I never imagine you to be a "sugary" person, though. XD

It isn't dorky to label a save after your name. It's shows pride. After all, how would you recognize it's yours when you name it some "non-dorky" way. My save games format are always -reychop-, Date, Mission Name/Description/Achievements/Maps (of course, if it's on my laptop, I exclude my name. But if it's online or in another's computer, the general format stays. Now that sounds dorky to me. XD

That's quite a situation you have there. Although I don't really want to delve deep in emotions because as humans, it is one of our greatest weakness (a noteworthy mention would be sex, of course. Except for a few immune ones. ), it is interesting to see how we revolve and confuse ourselves with infatuation, love and crush (the sweet pure adoration). But this kind of situation made me remember about the old "Strong friendship is always reliable than a frail romantic one". But time is a great healer. So your silence might have some rewards. Should the one true "love" come, let her know. Who knows? She might share the same feelings. If not, then move along. If she's a real friend, she'd be open-minded about it. Sure it might be awkward but as cliche as it sounds "Honesty is the best Policy". For now, keep dancing with time, enjoy life and keep the patience up. There's nothing more romantic than bumping your destined one in the park. Searching might be exciting, but spontaneous fate-directed encounters will draw that red string that binds us to our other half, and bring about that explosive romance and unending paradise. ^^

Woah, these are great advices. It changed on how I came to view some things. It's quite amazing how, when I asked for advice in writing and then I was able to pick up some real life lessons. Your posts will surely change my perspective regarding my views around the world. Especially because I always separate different aspects of my life. If I want to improve, I should change my attitude towards life as well. I can't expect to improve if I keep being stubborn. That's an instant realization there. Some advices here might be difficult to achieve. Seeing that I never write a draft and how I procrastinate, I'm sure it will take some painful discipline. But I know it will be worth it. Thanks for those who replied! I'll surely reflect on these tips, not only because they were given by more experienced people but because I know I would have fun applying, remixing and experimenting with the different approaches mentioned here. ^^

Even then in my early writing days, I have had this problem which annoyed me. And I guess it's time that I lay off procrastination and start doing something about it. I want to be productive for a change. The problem goes like this. A sudden wave of inspiration hits me (whether by watching the clouds, sitting on my chair, reading, eating,or simply watching a familiar scene). Feeling giddy to write, I opened up a word processor (or my notebook if I'm outside), wrote the first chapter and started updating. The story has been visualized and all it needs is a little bit of development. But as I happily watch my chapters growing and my word count increasing, there would always come a time when I come across a missing bridge. It's like I'm standing on an island where it all began and on the other end is a clearly visualized end. All that's missing is how do I get to the end and how to construct that seamless bridge that transitions the event to an already visualized and written end. Any tips in clearing this out? I have no trouble with writing the beginning and end. But it's the process that usually bar the development. My guess is that this was caused by the spontaneity of my writing. But I'm not really a fan of outlines. So I'm left with nothing but a blank. Although the story writes itself after I reread my previous chapters (a lot of times), the inspiration usually takes a long time to surface (about a month or so). This isn't useful especially when I want to update weekly (or at a set time). Any tips? Another problem would be, keeping track of characters and keeping the timeline consistent. Sometimes, I write in a latest chapter how this occur in this year and when I reread in a previous chapter, it contradict what was already established. I guess I'm just lazy in all of this. But is there a better way of keeping track? Sometimes, a separate odt file can get too long and that can get confusing as well. I tried using excel but it can get tiring when the story gets deeper. And that's when I was writing a fanfic where most of the characters are already established. I'm imagining that if I'm really going to go deeper in my current original stories, I would be having an extra difficult time keeping track of things.

-o-o-o- Chapter 5: Movement -o-o-o- “A few hours! I asked for a few hours of good behavior and what?” Ralam's eyes glowed red as he towered above the two boys. Their ears are flattened and their tails curled around their body. Their submissive gesture did nothing, however, to appease the reigning Alpha in Block A-1's security division. “Ral, don't be too hard on the boys.” Rick said as he carefully moved away from his growling superior. “Rick von Chrischt

Call me rigid and unrealistic, but I would be happy if I had complete and utter control of my life. There are times when you have outlined the day, estimated the possible outcome, made some back up plans yet one event throws you off guard, ruining your entire outline and throwing that predictability away. For me, that is simply unacceptable. I want everything predictable and within my control. When something doesn't, I go into terrible depressions that could last the entire week. Which again, is not acceptable. Although as I grow older, I realized that there are some things that occur outside the bounds of your control, something within me still craves that sense of control and security that predictability provides. Though I'm not saying that spontaneity can be a bit boring. I guess I'm not just cut out for it. Aside from that, eternal life and health would be good (if possible) . And lots and lots of delicious food. XD And of course, let's not forget the beauty sleep that we all love and crave.

Woah, you're allowed to use phones in "exams"? That must be a very "Relaxed" environment. Our professors always make it a point that the moment you use phones in exam, that would count as "cheating" and you'll automatically get a failing mark. Plus they have the authorization to confiscate the phone and settle the matter in the Office of Student Affairs. I can just shudder at the huge fine and tiring community service you get. And here's a worse fate, cheating is a possible ground for dropping or expulsion. -shudders-

Non existent sex life for me. But if ever, I would be your exotic mix of red, black and yellow. A bit aggressive, a masochist, and open to all kinds of "fun".

The chat probably isn't for me. I have this innate processor in my brain that constantly revise what I wrote every minute or two, resulting in edits every sentence. Chatting with me can get really slow. Unless it's a one on one and the topic interests me. Emotionally driven ones can get surprisingly speedy. Chatting could get confusing, too. It's hard figuring out who's replying to who. The "shy" factor can get in the way as well. But I guess, our individual natures may play the biggest role of all. Some of us are talkative and some are not. Although I came to accept that, I just hope that sometime in the future, I would be able to try the chat and hold my own there. It sounds like a fun way to get connected.

Woah! It amazes me how most people manage to reach a thousand texts per month. I barely even reach 5-10 texts a month! But then again, the only real use for my phone is for alarms, timers and reminders (and a calculator if I forget mine). I only call when I'm running out of money and need to use the ATM and to organize group meetings (projects, homework, group study). Other than that, I just use it to listen some music when studying. And people wonder why I only charge one to two times a week.

-chuckles- Why would I want to rule the world when I already ruled the nine dimensions of hell? But then again, it's getting awfully overcrowded in here. Ruling the world would be an idea. Nah. Ruling the world is overrated. Too much responsibility. (I'm too lazy like that. XD) At any rate, I do hope you'll be getting a good year ahead of you. Even though I realize that every spaces and bits of data in our lives are interconnected, the symbolical meaning (rebirth and new starts) of "New Year" might just be the drive we need to see the good amidst the negative. This reminds me of a teacher of mine who always instills his lessons with quotes. Once, he said "Once is enough, twice is too much and thrice is dangerous." This might apply for misbehavior. But if we apply it to the crappy-ness that Ms. Fate the Bitchy always conjure, three might just be the lucky one.

Whoops, I didn't see this one while I was typing mine. At any rate, Happy New Year as well! -waves enthusiastically- Shall I bring out the fireworks? Or am I too late for that? XD

A new milestone is set. This very night marks a significant event in our written history. As the world gather in unison, it's as if time stands at a stand still. Vigor laughter, cheerful chats and reformed bonds paint the skies not only in enchanting works of art but also of the warm and welcoming atmosphere of love. As we lie down on our rooftops eating deserts and sweets, we gaze at the skies, bedazzled at the numerous lights and sounds that reigned over the midnight blue skies. New Year is met with great zeal and each home basked in the energy that it brought. Yet amidst the explosive chaos and the stray noise that surrounded us, may we not allow this hour to slip by our minds so easily. Rather, let us allow ourselves to embrace the atmosphere and let our minds linger not in anger but in contemplation of our memories of the past. Let us take this precious moment to ask ourselves. What have we learned? What are the experiences that made us stronger, wiser? Who were there that supported us along the way? What foolishness brought grief to us? What challenges have we attempted? What fears have we conquered? Let us allow ourselves to take in the positive energy and learn to leave the negativity behind. Let us cherish what we had in 2010 and appreciate the ugliness that we met. Look back not with regret but face the now with anticipation. As we lift our head to greet the new year ahead, may we always bring with us the things that we learned. For that is our greatest treasure. They will be our flaming cloaks and majestic steeds as we rush through 2011 with a blast. And make it so that at the culminating end, we can look behind with no regrets but sheer satisfaction. Cherish the past, embrace the now and look forward to the future. Amidst life's storms, earthquakes and floods, there is always that shining kingdom of happiness for everyone. I do hope everyone's having an explosive new year and a bountiful start for 2011. Happy New Year to everyone!

Woah! That's a rather imaginative dream! That entry itself could pass up as a prologue or something with some polishing up. And the sci-fi touch to it piqued my interest. It would be nice if you do write something about those dreams. You remember them so vividly. I'm so jealous.

-Screams- Ahh!!! So.... Bright! But not bright enough. At any rate, I'm glad I'm not the only one lagging on the fashion department.

I think my first one was : Loving You, Loving Me by Formosa. And my first non-anime read as well.

Oh... So warmer colors excite someone. Might try to experiment with that sometime.

Woah, Neph! I'd like to crash into that place sometime. That's not just a refuge, it's a haven! A place to get away from everything. -starry eyed- I liked it! Although I dislike candles and lamps as I once got burned by them, I won't mind having a vacation in your place! XD Now, we'll just have to make sure the curtains are thick enough and no light gets in. That would be a huge treat for the eyes. Ahhhh.... -dreamily stares into space-

I was a fan of bright colors as well, until I discovered that my sluggishness is due to bright colors. I guess colors have opposite effects in us though. Dark colors cheer me up and allows me to focus well, while bright colors gave me a headache and distracts me. In most extreme conditions, bright colors depresses me. That's why I woke up before the sun rises now (at around 5-6 up). Neon will always be an eyesore, unless of course, if they are mixed with darker and calmer colors. That way, it can't burn our poor sensitive eyes.

Weirdest dreams.... Hmm... I have many weird dreams. Most of them involved irrational situation, like the inability to pass through a shallow water, getting lost in my own fictional mansion, and living under the earth, even performing dissections on aliens or working for them in their labs. Yet the strangest one involved my extraterrestrial travel, and after being brought to an alien ship, I helped sabotage an alien experiment and unexpectedly becoming a father to a tentacle monster who raped everyone in the ship. With the aliens dealt with, my "son" traveled to Earth and created an army of his own children by implanting his seed on his "rape" victims. Though I believed that the dream was stimulated because I watched "Demon Beast Ressurection" (or some hentai show, I forgot which one). Kind of weird, though. I woke up with a powerful "feeling". Not that I'm complaining.