Rosie

Because you've said it yourself in quite a few posts.

Dude, see a psychologist or something. You're twelve- it's a little old for this kind of thing, I think. Having an imagination is great- I've still got my head in the clouds- but this is going too far. I know there are mental disorders where you can't tell reality from dreams and fiction, but I think you might have been diagnosed by now if it was something onset. He might be wanting you to touch another blade of his if you're not careful, don't fall for his lustful ploy! [/shotdead]

Eh, I spent Singles Awareness day with my friends. Had a bitch fight with one of them after I finally confronted her about spreading rumours about me, so that was fun... I don't really HATE Valentine's Day, I just hate how smug all the couples are around here. Oh, and it was made a little better when my guy friend (who I've sadly developed an embarrasing crush on) told me I was beautiful. <33 I then insulted him on impulse and told him he was wrong. TIS THE WAY I ROLL. [/shot] I suck at love and stuuuuuff.

Dude, I'm sixteen soon. Never dated, but I didn't really care until I was nearing 15. I was all "FOCUS ON MY STUDIES GRARGHHHH" and stuff, blergh. I can't relate too much to the "never been asked out" side of things, but I can offer one glimmer of hope, sort of- it's MUCH worse to be asked out purely because a guy thinks "you're over a size 10 and so will put out". You'll find someone who genuinely likes you eventually, who you can really grow close to. Try just talking to boys like a mate, and maybe if you progressively make friends with the right guy, it'll be easier...? It's a long-term thing, really.

I've done a lot of stuff inside of Drama classes (I've been taking it for three years, and plan on carrying it on to AS/A2 level) and with my city's youth theatre company. There have been a lot of productions that no one will have heard of, probably- my favorites were Punk Rock and Mogadishu. Both were really rude, but awesome. Even if they were kind of depressing. Voice wise, I... have an okay range. I can manage an American and Aussie accent as well as a lot of English regional accents- which is pretty awesome. And, pitch wise, I can hit from about Namine, Vanille kind of pitch, to Lightning. Little boys, I can kind of manage, but I end up sounding a little like Ash from Pokemon, which isn't good. But, like Lexi said, if you're a good enough actor, you should be able to manage a lot of different roles fine.

It drives me absolutely insane. ABSOLUTELY INSANE. I AM a grammar Nazi. There's no getting around it. I try not to comment, really, because I know it gets people annoyed when I nitpick their spelling and punctuation errors, but, honestly... I really struggle to stand it. I can bear it and not get irritated when it's just the odd typo or something; everyone makes them, including me. Especially me. I type like an imbecile half the time. But when there are constant spelling mistakes, abbreviations, not enough or too many punctuation marks... Gahhhh. And, when someone can barely spew out a single sentence without horrible mistakes, and it's utterly unreadable? Ohhh boy, I get mad. I practically hold pointless grudges against people who do that- I'm just like "Well, THEY can't spell, what an idiot. Guh, IGNORE." Yes, it's bitchy, but I can't help it. It's already been referenced here, but it IS funny how a couple of people here are all "I HATE BAD GRAMMAR PEOPLE" when they are just as terrible. I know, people might have dyslexia or something, then it's forgivable, mostly. I can look past it, sure. Buuuuuuut... some people get huffy because they're younger, which is... ridiculous, really. It's no excuse. I've seen "younger" members on here, not in their teens, who can spell and use correct grammar just fine. I could use it LONG before I was in high school- before I was ten. ...It's not supposed to be the English spelling. It's like "HIEL/HEIL HITLER" only with grammar instead of Hitler. I can't spell THAT, heh, I know. I'm kind of being a hypocrite there. Oh, and I will have doubtless made at least three stupid grammar or spelling mistakes in this post, simply because I'm talking about it. Sod's law.

Koko, we've seen it all before. And, besides, I have x-ray vision anyway, so clothes make NO DIFFERENCE.

Eh. Too pretty and prissy. All of them. They're just manufactured junk with not much talent and a lot of autotune and airbrushing. And this is coming from a girl who tends to LIKE pretty boys. But Nicholas Hoult? Mmmmm. And obviously Koko and Cella, too, I suppose. [grumbles]

( Gah, sorry, I lost my laptop for a bit. Controlling parents. Blergh. ) "...And what if we're disposed of like the Emperor or whatever his name was?" Always the pessimist, Noctis bit his lip. He couldn't help it- he'd never been this dreary and depressing before. Just wonderful. "It doesn't seem as though Cosmos and Chaos would be ecstatic to learn we don't want to comply with this... this stupid cycle. And it's hard to hide things from the Gods."

If you need me, I'll join~! <3 I don't really mind what song, either. [/shot] I'M SO HELPFUL, I KNOW.

There are pirated copies of Sony Vegas and Adobe Premier and such all over the place. I didn't buy MY Sony Vegas (Pro 8.0), and it works fine. Although I don't have the link for the download anymore... [sob] But I used WMM for a good couple years, and it works just great in the right hands.

I'm bisexual, I believe. :'3

Goodness gracious, quick! Fetch the soap! We'll wash that ruffian talk right out of you! ...But, in all seriousness, people need to back off. There have been quite a few KH games lately- give them time to finish Versus XIII, we've been waiting for it for nearly eight years. It's not a big deal. People just have to be patient, and give them tiiiiiiiiime to finish up other, equally important projects, before Kingdom Hearts 3.

...I'm pretty sure you can just buy the manual or something when KH3 eventually reaches us. The KH2 walkthrough I have has the story and characters all summarized, and I expect they'd do the same thing in other guide books for the series. What's the point in having just cutscenes from the other games? Waste of time and money, and it wouldn't sell well, because, you know, it's not like they're readily available online for you to watch or anything, guys, really. Well, some of the games I've played (like Devil May Cry) had a short montage explaining the previous storylines while the game installed on the PS3. Maybe they could do something of that vein, but I definitely wouldn't want a disk with just old cutscenes on it.

Noctis flinched at the close proximity, but otherwise didn't react much to Dysley's manhandling of him all that badly- he didn't make an effort to push the old man off, at least. "I don't have any more answers than you do. Probably less, in fact..." he half-muttered as a reply, voice low. "I can't even start to pretend I know how they think. I've... been in my fair share of battles, but human war, it... it isn't like this." He bit his lip. "Anytime I chose to partake in a war, there was a purpose, a motive- but, it seems they have nothing to win or lose from the other. They're just trading blows through us and getting nowhere. What reason could either of them have to continue to fight, other than for... for just the hell of it?" He said this with a sort of dawning realisation; and, for once, didn't take his eyes off of Dysley- not shying away, or avoiding the contact. "We're not even soldiers. We're pawns. Pets."

...Or you could, you know, just post your own comments in brackets like a lot of people do already. It's neater. Otherwise you get really annoyingly short posts when EVERY post has a stupid "OOC" on it. And, I don't know, it just bothers me a little. I don't think it would be helpful.

Noctis stared appraisingly at the older man, dark eyes guarded. "A conspiracy that screws with Cosmos," he reiterated, voice a careful monotone- he'd finally succeeded in controlling it. He knew, logically, he shouldn't have wanted that- he was supposed to be a man of Cosmos, he'd been brought here for that, he knew that- and what little he remembered, her side had been just, and good... But she'd simply handed him over- a toy she'd gotten bored with all too quickly. Now that he thought about it, she'd probably just thrown him like bait, taken his memory so he wouldn't blame her. Maybe he could blame her. He should be allowed to, after all. "...What can we do, then? I thought this was between the Gods." He might have come across as cynical or pessismistic, but he wasn't trying to be- he honestly wanted to know.

"But I- I didn't want-" It burst out before Noctis could quite stop it- his voice cracked, but he swallowed the rest of the statement. Fists balled at his sides, he fought with a dozen equally childish, whiny responses, attempting desperately to find something worth saying. Something that didn't make him sound like a brat. "...That's just... messed up. Why bother?! Why couldn't Chaos have just given more power to all of you-?! Instead of making me...!"

Duh. When he throws the coat and it momentarily blacks out the screen, it was a sneaky cut by Square Enix. They took out the scene where Riku performs a naughty striptease before pulling his "normal" outfit on in a rush. Hence why he forgets to zip up the bottom of his shirt correctly, because he put it on too quickly. It, regrettably, didn't make the final cut of the game, but reappears as a secret hidden scene in the Final Mix version, if you beat the game 100 times on the hardest mode, with 100% completion each time, and then physically throw yourself into the screen screaming "yabbadabbadoodaa" at the top of your lungs. It's a well kept secret. Don't go telling everyone.

...I'm a sexy, sexy pair of guys. AND STILL BRITISH. HUZZAHHHH.

"Conspiracy...?" Noctis, unsure of how to respond, returned his gaze to his own feet, expression filled with uncertainty. For a moment, he tried to think, allowing his dark bangs to fall over his face; but it was pointless. No part of his mind was offering to help out with this, annoyingly enough. "I- I don't quite..." he began, and then mumbled the "understand", urging himself to shake out of it and say something substantial- something that DIDN'T make him sound like a stupid child... "...what you mean."

"I don't remember much. Flashes here and there, mostly trivial, I..." Noctis fought back the shame in his expression, but it leaked into his voice all too easily."I can't remember the outcome, what happened to me, I... just draw a complete blank whenever I try." And then he pushed down the brief emotional burst, staring steadily back at Dysley."I don't have any answers no matter how much I question it, so whats the point?" He was treading dangerous water, lying blatantly- the words sounded awfully fake, but perhaps he was just being overcautious. Still, he changed tack, moving onto the truth- better that than being paranoid."Trust me, there's nothing I'd like more than to return to Cosmos. But, for some damn reason, whenever I try to, I... Something stops me. It's impossible to leave and I don't know why."

Noctis trailed along, barely keeping pace with Dysley- trying to appear reluctant, even if it was a stupid idea. Even after the older man spoke, it took him a long pause until he picked his gaze up from his own feet, drifting lazily up to meet Dysley's. He swallowed hard, and buried his hands in his pockets. "Second, actually," he said, voice a little hoarse. "First time... on this side." Biting his lip, he continued; "...And you?"

YOU STOLE MY BRAIN. ;w; Those are the only two things I've ever seriously thought about. Especially being an author. As much as I love acting, and achieve well in Drama classes and plan on taking it on for A-Levels, acting... isn't really my dream. I'm too ugly- I'd break screens. :'DD [/shot]

I LOVE vibrant colours...! [/shot] But, yeah, it kind of does depend on if the colour suits you, if you don't go overboard and use too many at once, and if you take care of it. I'm naturally an auburny dark brunette, but I've been dyeing streaks in for years- reds, blues, purples- just never more than one colour at a time. I kept the dyed portions totally blonde for a few months, and I coloured back over it the other week after my school threatened to suspend me. It's only semi permanent dark dye, though, so there is still lighter chunks to my hair. Now i just have to worry about them growing out. But, yeah. I think they can look awesome if you use them right and take care with it- and so long as it's not just to gain attention or copy a celebrity. I cannot COUNT how many horrible chavvy girls in my school have dyed their hair to "look like Cheryl Cole", and it's ALL that same, dark red Kairi kind of colour. I'm already sick of it, bleh. It's only annoying because it's so unoriginal.