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Yeah...that one's still one of my favorites...I remember Rin having a line somewhere about wanting to learn cooking so it's not a stretch to imagine it too.

^ *Cutegasm*

Seriously, Rin is a doll!

And speaking of sappy, I've had this damn song stuck in my head all day and getting flooded with Feels.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5iFxpkz40o

I'm trying to figure out which of the girls Hisao would be singing this with in Katawa Shoujo: The Musical.

pandaphil wrote:And speaking of sappy, I've had this damn song stuck in my head all day and getting flooded with Feels.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5iFxpkz40o

I'm trying to figure out which of the girls Hisao would be singing this with in Katawa Shoujo: The Musical.

Hanako likes singing, but doesn't like attention. Lilly's the character that represent the jukebox option, so...?

Umber wrote:

pandaphil wrote:And speaking of sappy, I've had this damn song stuck in my head all day and getting flooded with Feels.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5iFxpkz40o

I'm trying to figure out which of the girls Hisao would be singing this with in Katawa Shoujo: The Musical.

Hanako likes singing, but doesn't like attention. Lilly's the character that represent the jukebox option, so...?

I thought about Lilly, but I then the whole "see" thing might be a bit awkward.


Anyway, sorry about that. Back on the subject, I found this.

"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
You're an angel,
so let's not cry anymore"

For Emi and Hanako.

YZQ wrote:"Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
You're an angel,
so let's not cry anymore"

For Emi and Hanako.

Booo.

@panda: Awww. xD

Retoasting from the HBHC. I wrote this a while back, but it's valentines day and I'm sad, so I thought I'd share. I miss you, Nina. I hope I'll see you soon.

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I met her over this past summer. It was a classic--I was on a cruise of the mediterranean with my family, and while my parents spent the nights attending shows on the ship, I was free to roam around with my cousins.

I met her by chance at a ping pong table. She was playing with my cousin, who isn't good at ping pong, and I asked to cut in and play, because she looked half decent at the game. We finished the game and then we just sat and I realized what I was sitting next to.

Her name was Nina, from Russia, and she was everything I ever wanted in a girl. She was a 10/10 for looks (I mean it--long red hair, tall, skinny, facial features of a goddess), classy, elegant, spoke english in a terribly attractive accent, and enjoyed art. She was always drawing--a stray lick of hair would fall into her eyes and she would bat it away, in her own world of pencils and ink. A renaissance girl with a modern kick.

I spent 10 nights chasing after her. One night, she and I were alone and just spoke and played cards until 2 AM. Just two spirits wasting time.

But she always shied away. She carried around this dog embroidered purse, and inside of it were pictures of the suicide of a metalhead--Per Ohlin. Not like sewn in or anything--just folded computer printouts. And with it were normal things--cosmetics, lipstick, anything a girl would carry. She was normal in every single way, except for that. She loved card games, and would play until the end of the sun. Or chess-every Russian plays chess, and she wasn't half bad.

And she was ok with personal questions, like who her teachers were or who her friends were, but was gun-shy about anything serious. She would back away from questions about the future, or the past, or anything that could possibly bring up something rocky. Almost like an Emi. I can't really ascertain if she was an orphan, or adopted, but she certainly wasn't hurting for money.

So 10 days passed, arguably the best 10 days of my life. I saw her every evening--some days she dressed up in the latest fashions (Gucci was a favorite), and I felt like a million dollars with her on my arm, dressed in evening finery with the prettiest girl in the world.

But 10 days passed, and I had to return to life in New York. So I flew back over, and as I watched the sun filter over my window, crossing the atlantic, wondering where the time had went. She lived in Moscow, and I lived in New York. A relationship was out of the question.

So we talk every now and then, about innocent stuff like the Russian language or the latest news. She's living her life over there, and as I see it, there's no way for me to go over there or for her to come over here. Maybe someday she'll come over, but it'll be a friends thing.

I'm young. There are many fish in the sea. But I'll never forget my ten days in the deep blue sea of the Mediterranean, staring at the waves break on the dark Italian coast.

What a lovely and sad story Semisoft. My sympathies man. *Brohugs*

Thank you for sharing.


Anyway, sorry to bail everyone, but I'm taking my girl out for dinner and dancing. Be well.

Watching Rules of Attraction with 60 or so people.

Never seen it before but so far, my judgement is "dark, cynical film full of terrible cynical people". The utter anti-thesis of this day's popular ooey-gooey lovey marketing.

Dear Rin. You don't need words to take my heart. Let's just stare at the clouds for a while.

So Rules of Attraction finished. Final verdict: "Ho-ly shit, that is the most cynical, bleak, depressing goddamn thing ever. Good movie though. Time for He-Man!"

Xanatos wrote:So Rules of Attraction finished. Final verdict: "Ho-ly shit, that is the most cynical, bleak, depressing goddamn thing ever. Good movie though. Time for He-Man!"

Your movie watching group sessions certainly sound like a memorable thing I can only imagine the wackiness

pandaphil wrote:What a lovely and sad story Semisoft. My sympathies man. *Brohugs*

Thank you for sharing.


Anyway, sorry to bail everyone, but I'm taking my girl out for dinner and dancing. Be well.

Awesome Hanako pic. As the Blood Elves will say : Hold your head high.