Finn

Hmm... Spent the last two days neglecting duties elsewhere to discover the ending isn't available? Unpleasant, aha. Paused on 159, as that revelation smote the remaining urge to get it through.... It seems like an uber story, nonetheless. The writing at time's pretty beautiful, and the characters are, indeed, quite interesting.... Just wish it had an ending, heh. Thanks for the linking, Private. o7

Oh no. My weekend, it is gone... Read the first paragraph alone, and I'll definitely be ripping through that story when I've the time.... Thanks, but curse you. As to the rest of it (and you), I appreciate your input. I'd let the topic fade because walls of text scare me, I'd lost Internet access, and I was adequately chastened earlier in the thread, but it's still interesting to hear others' experiences and thoughts. Love y'all. ;P

Is that stuff even possible? Realigning the menus? Either way, I love your extreme report, lol. It was just their Twitter account, not their website. ;P Complimentary McDonald hate sentence following... now: McDonald sucks! Me no likey. D:

I've read some of his work (I still count as I newbie, right? ); a friend beckoned me into it. I just don't often voice opinion on such things though; a bit shy. >.>

/me gives you all the cookies. It. Was. Glorious. You, good sir, are awesome. I just love this kid's story. *showers you in more cookies*

Ahaha; you know, I'm already looking forward to your reviews. Feedback is much appreciated, and you're quite thorough. ;P Soren's father does know (about all of it); I thought that scene showed it, but I guess it wasn't clear enough... Might ninja edit... And, yes, I got a kick out of writing that scene; Raquel ends ups being one of my favorite characters to write, considering her wise-ass, sarcastic, and upbeat personality. Concerning Evelyn... *evil grin* Stuff happens. Thanks on the typo; will fix immediately. On trice, that's another typo... The man is supposed to be three-time's Luka age (meant "thrice". Will fix too. Glad you enjoyed it, though! I went with "Verse" as that's the production title I gave it early on. It's birthed from another thing I've written: "Ascension"; "Traverse" is lame--as is "Across"--so I just shorted the previous. It could have a far more accurate and descriptive title, but I've somewhat grown attached to "Verse"... And have forgotten the runner-up, aha. Cheers! o/o/o/o/

Mein: 1. Google (searches, indirectly) 2. Wikipedia (on there several times a day) 3. Certain forum (spend a disproportionate amount of net time here) 4. Facebook (I visit it on occasions, mostly to dabble with a certain human) 5. Everything else (pretty even; my apathy is nearly infinite xD)

1. Sweden--just love these guys, not even sure why. 2. Luxembourg--just cause; seems like a nice place, quite money-loaded 3. Israel--lolololololol 4. Switzerland--I think I might have a thing for small countries... 5. Turkey/Russia--*shrug* just to spice things up; not think these have "Western" cultures...

Cheery date of birth, bro! o/o/o/o/o/o/o/o/o/

“Your dad’s un-fucking-believable,” Raquel shuddered. Her eyes were wide, staring deep into Evelyn’s soul, as the two sat up in Evelyn’s room. “Like, seriously… What. The. Fuck.” Evelyn sighed, rolling her eyes slightly. “I know,” she whispered, squeezing her eyes shut. She glanced at her TV, where the words “This Channel Has Been Blocked” floated lightly across the screen. Raquel bit her lip, throwing the control onto the beanbag chair across from her. Three of the last seven channels she tri

Thanks. Funny thing, most of those questions will be answered in the story; pretty much all of them, if you wait long enough. It'll do it with far more bang, so all I'll say is keep reading.

Probably not. I mean, it's not because I feel strongly about being, erm, gay. I don't feel weakly about it either. It just is. A simple fact that I don't believe needs changing. Been like that for pretty much forever, and I don't often fib. ;P As leshy here, I'm proud of what and who I am, the rest of the world be damned.

Thanks! Glad to hear it's actually being enjoyed, aha. I shouldn't really say much as to Evelyn and her dad, though, for fear of spoiling things. ;P But, yes, even I think it's a bit much. It's part of the story though. All these not-so-little boys and girls will have their share of headaches, even though it revolves mostly around a certain pair of boys... Apologies for the misunderstanding, though. I was stuck with a phone as my only net access for last week, but I posted the chapters from my computer; the first right before, and the second right after. I'd die if I tried to type this out on a phone. I could barely type a single paragraph without making a crapton of errors.

Err, adult-scene between adult and young-teen involved. It's not marked, but it should be pretty obvious when it's coming, so... be cautious; don't read if you're not up for it. “Stupid whore!” a voice boomed from upstairs. Luka sighed, crossing his front door and taking extra care to close the door as silently as possible as his father’s voice continued to blast from upstairs. “I come home, tired after working ten fucking hours at a dead-end job, expecting a warm meal, and a cold fucki

Huh. Thought I'd replied to this. But, anyway, yes, I do intend to make some fixes. Lots of fixes. Now that I got a web-connected computer again, well... it's only a matter of time. Few hours, most likely/hopefully... Updated the, description just now... Tis any better?

Why can't it be both? Probably is just a way to take your monies, but that doesn't really mean you cant actually go through with it. Doesn't mean much to me; I'm not much for holidays in general though. Only one I remotely value is the birthday, as it actually needs th e person to remember something about you... Goodness knows I won't remember an anniversary for the life of me. I'd rather grt a dinner date; much more possibilities. ;D And, you know, it's food. I love food. It's also more romantic, if done appropriately.

Danks, ma'am!! For the,helpful words. My hands are a bit tied at the moment (phones are crap for web-surfacing...) But I'll check out that stuff ASAP. I did notice the horrible indenting, but it was late and I was being barked at, so couldn't fix... Intended to do so today, but l I can't get much of anything done on this phone.

Sounds like it. My mouth is watering just thinking about it. I love pizza. *shakes fist at the coasts*

Soren grimaced and shut his eyes tightly as a metal clang rippled through the air. Within moments, the crowd that lined the bleachers around him erupted into loud cheers, the people rising to their feet. Soren himself grinned widely, as his eyes opened to reveal his teammate, Cody, midway to first base. It was an empty gesture, however, as the baseball flew out of the field. “Way to go, Cody!” Soren shouted excitedly, cupping his hands around his mouth. “Woo!” “You’re up, Soren,” said the coac

Stuff happens, a lot; everyone has something going on. Cody's parents are divorced; his father's aloof, his mother hates his gut. Evelyn is smothered by an overprotective father. Luka struggles with a broken home and an uncertain future. Noel exists, the third son of a single, low-income father. Raquel has no parents; her brothers, gangster ties. Soren's, well Soren. One fine summer afternoon, life steamrolls, and the six must stick together--perhaps to even stay alive.

Whoa. Sounds like you led and continue to lead an interesting life. I agree, though, that being gay doesn't have to be a center of one's life. It certainly isn't for me. Glad to know you're happy with your life, though, despite your weaker points. I don't necessarily agree that you'd be dead if you had attended that meeting, but that's a minor point. Cheers, yo. o/o/o/o/ Uh. So it is possible for someone to hate themselves for it. Goddamn, life is weird. Though, a secret--just between you and I--I can't really /say/ the word either. I don't think I've ever actually said the words "I'm gay." Not easily. I'll /admit/ that I'm attracted to guys (with the ever graceful words "I like guys"), but the word itself... it feels strange, to say it. I don't blame you. It's a lot of posts, lolololololololol. I put it off for hours, just to not have to read it, aha. I force myself, though. No ramblings, though; it all made sense. Not much I can say, though, aha. Other than that environment blows, and I hope it improves. I appreciate your expanding of my knowledge, though. ;P

Not much can be said that hasn't already. You and your friend have my condolences, and I'm glad you're standing firmly by your friend, trying to help her through this. I hope she does gather the courage to report it, and follow through with it, as such acts deserve to be punished--especially so if the person showed no remorse. Good luck and Gott bless. o/

/me beats the reply box with a crowbar. It just hate stuff I spent an hour typing up. So, I'm afraid I can't get personal with each of you anymore; I'm not retyping an hour's worth of words. But, anyway, thanks for the words, y'all. I certainly appreciate the help and different views you're providing. Glad to hear there isn't so much self-depreciation in real life, just the fear of coming out--and it's certainly a reasonable and understandable fear, so it seems. Guess the environment really does help shape a person. Though, there are two slightly-off topic things that were brought up... Y_B; understanding does seem to be a difficult thing to do, for many people. I certainly have trouble doing it, at times (as in this case, though I think I'm turning around, thanks to ye lot), and I'm fairly certain most in my life don't really /understand/ me. Know me, maybe. But understand, not probably. Concerning communities and cliques and hypocrisy and, senselessness; people are strange. Even stupid at times. It really does blow my mind how someone of a certain group acts against that group, whether it be silently, or actively (*glances at silly American politicians*). Even outside of homosexuality; I've heard lately that the Hispanic community is aligned against itself at times, the better off speaking against the less. Haven't seen it myself, though, as I've said, I'm outta sync, yo! o/o/o/o/o/o/ Thanks, though, all of you. I appreciate the help, as well as your willingness to share stuff about yourself. With some of the real-life situations shared, I think I'm recognizing that, yeah, it's possible for someone to be afraid of coming out, and the rejection. Let's hope I don't want to violently chainsaw the next angsty gay teen character for being such a spaz. Lol, quotas for upvotes.

Hmm... Thanks, all three of you. I'm kind of really out of touch with the world. Much like Michael, I haven't really given much thought to the /other/ possible... situations, not until yesterday, when I noticed the similarities. Might be a bit closed-minded of me, but I hadn't really thought it would be as bad for some as it's turned out to be. I guess I'm just quite cynical? Never really thought people could/would really disown once-loved ones, over something... that should be trivial to the second person. Rustle: I'll search it up. Unfortunately, it's a bit late right now to go off adventuring, though. America seems to have been a frightful place, just forty years ago. I had a talk with someone elsewhere, and the racism he endured--segregation--just kind of blew my mind. I'd known it had happened, but I hadn't really been aware how much it really, stung. The world does seem to be progressing forward, though, away from this ridiculous discrimination. Though, you shouldn't give me too much credit. I might not have a problem with admitting I'm gay, but neither do I... proactive seek to project it? I'm not active about it, is what I mean, aha; if even /that/ makes sense. It might just be cause I'm a tad introverted though, heh. Nonetheless, cheers, bro! \o/ James: We're all human, at the end of it. We can all kick ass and take names, when required. You've my condolences, for what it's worth. You seem like a sturdy fellow, though, so... Your stories aren't ridiculously long; I'll try to read a few soon. I trust they'll stand out from the other few I've read, at least over the way you tackle it. Michael!: Aye, you three have given me some stuff to mull over. I'm sorry to hear about your, less than pleasant conditions, though I'm glad to hear you're not taking it out on yourself--that was one of the thing I've wondered over, if the aggression towards the self is just fictitious, or based in reality. It's assuring to know it's probably just plot. Though, I agree--I've barely read anything. Link me to your favorites, dammit.

A touchy topic for some, I assume? I apologize if it's an offensive question, or even if it's the wrong place to ask it (the lines are blurry, between the forums), but I must ask... I've read a few highly-rated stories on GA over the last few weeks, and have noticed a slightly-disturbing... characteristic in pretty much all of them. Normally, I wouldn't really mind--I mean, stories need drama, don't they? Gotta spawn it somehow. And have the main character hate himself/herself(?) is certainly a way to get it, ain't it? Pretty much all the stories I've read have had the gay main character just absolutely disturbed with himself, disgusted by... his ways? (At least in the beginning, anyway.) It ticks me off, as I really can't see from where they're coming. I talked to a friend over it, and he suggested it--the self-hate and disgust--is birthed from the character's upbringing and environment. But, I'm really interested in it for some reason. Is it realistic for a... character/human/person to be disgusted with their sexuality? And just be extremely fearful of telling /anyone/ about it, for fear of being rejected? Rejected by the people they've known for years? The closest of friends, and even family? I mean, it seems plausible (Real Life is a scary, scary, ridiculous place, after all), but... I don't know, I have trouble seeing it... I'm not afraid of being rejected by my family nor my friends (most of the latter know, told in a rather casual, off-hand way). Though, that might just be because I A.) don't give any concrete number of fraks, and B.) live in an "uber-liberal" state? Maybe even C.) I'm crazy AF. Anyway, I realize I'm terrible at this discussion-spurring thing, so I'll summarize: Are you or were you afraid of being rejected by your family and friends for being gay? If so, why? Did/do you hate/feel disgusted with yourself for it; for being gay? Do you think it's founded, for one to be fearful of having their close ones abandon them for coming out? Why? I'm asking this as in four of the last five stories I've read have had the main characters be extremely fearful of telling their family and friends that they're gay (I'm not judging it, I'm just questioning and trying to understand it). Rory in Desert Droppings was batshite afraid of coming out, as was Jake in In Due Time. Owen in The Long Way; hell, even Billy Chase in The Secret Life of Billy Chase. Only characters who weren't ridiculously fearful were the guys in A Single Promise, but they were adults (and ticked me off for other reasons, so all is good ). Feel free to tell me if I'm just reading too much into /books/ and am being silly. Also feel free to direct me towards further uber-literature; I'll hate you for it, but I do so enjoy reading. Cookie if it doesn't have a character who's afraid of this stuff.