WHAT JUST HAPPENED? HOJO? CLOUD? AN 'unexplainable sixth Cloud-sense'? ZACK STANDING AROUND IN THE BACKGROUND GOING '...HUH?'
Zack's reaction pretty much equals mine atm.
ASDFGHJKL; ASDFGHJKL!!!!!!
:dead, on ground:
I think that my brain just imploded. Or exploded. Or something.
And Hojo's being a little creepy fuck as always. Reading his bit literally sent shivers down my spine. He's creepy in a thriller/horror villain way. IT CREEPS ME OUT AND NOW I HAVE TO GO AND WATCH SOMETHING HAPPY TO CHEER ME UP. Like, the first series of Pokemon or something. Because, seriously, Hojo's so twisted and sick and blergh, there are no words. I can picture everything happening to absolutely clearly, and with Hojo that's not always something that you want to happen.
:spazzes again:
What I love most about your writing is that ... I don't know how to explain it properly .... but it's as though you use just the right mixture od adjectival language and imagery that I can see everything perfectly in my mind's eye, but at the same time it's not enough so as to actually be noticeable. I remember a book that I was reading years ago, and I looked up from reading it at one moment and was surprised that I wasn't in the middle of a stormy autumn's afternoon. Your story as the same effect on me, I half expect to be looking at cold, metal walls when I look up instead of the fake pine of my computer desk.
Your style is simple in a way, but I don't mean that it is childish or unsophisticated. It conveys exactly what you want it to without using any extra words or sounding pretentious. You know exactly which words you want to use and you use them. And that is so incredibly rare to see in writing (I'm looking at you, J.K Rowling, and the entire 5th book of Harry Potter). What would take some people a paragraph or a page to say, you say in one sentence, or sometimes even in a word, or a particular turn of phrase.
And now professor Dae hands back over to spazzy fangirl Dae, who's pretty much running around in circles screaming.
Fic will come! And you'll get the next bit when I get the next chapter, haha.
:spasmswildly:
Zack's reaction pretty much equals mine atm.
ASDFGHJKL; ASDFGHJKL!!!!!!
:dead, on ground:
I think that my brain just imploded. Or exploded. Or something.
And Hojo's being a little creepy fuck as always. Reading his bit literally sent shivers down my spine. He's creepy in a thriller/horror villain way. IT CREEPS ME OUT AND NOW I HAVE TO GO AND WATCH SOMETHING HAPPY TO CHEER ME UP.
Like, the first series of Pokemon or something.Because, seriously, Hojo's so twisted and sick and blergh, there are no words. I can picture everything happening to absolutely clearly, and with Hojo that's not always something that you want to happen.:spazzes again:
What I love most about your writing is that ... I don't know how to explain it properly .... but it's as though you use just the right mixture od adjectival language and imagery that I can see everything perfectly in my mind's eye, but at the same time it's not enough so as to actually be noticeable. I remember a book that I was reading years ago, and I looked up from reading it at one moment and was surprised that I wasn't in the middle of a stormy autumn's afternoon. Your story as the same effect on me, I half expect to be looking at cold, metal walls when I look up instead of the fake pine of my computer desk.
Your style is simple in a way, but I don't mean that it is childish or unsophisticated. It conveys exactly what you want it to without using any extra words or sounding pretentious. You know exactly which words you want to use and you use them. And that is so incredibly rare to see in writing (I'm looking at you, J.K Rowling, and the entire 5th book of Harry Potter). What would take some people a paragraph or a page to say, you say in one sentence, or sometimes even in a word, or a particular turn of phrase.
And now professor Dae hands back over to spazzy fangirl Dae, who's pretty much running around in circles screaming.
Fic will come!
And you'll get the next bit when I get the next chapter, haha.