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8/15/08
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[[For those of you who have not played Persona 3, you should look up some of the pictures for the characters. >>. By the way, Aigis isn't a robot in this. Felt like that had to be said. Some of you might recognize one of the inspirations for my rpc.

Anyways, you're likely here because of my 250 ticket offer if you read the story. Read the story until you hit the "STOP READING. END PIECE." Make your critique a comment in this journal entry. It must at least be five sentences describing what you liked about it or didn't like about it. Do not comment about grammar or redundancy.

This was a freewrite, so it's going to have those kinds or errors. The main thing is to state what you liked about or disliked about the story. What you found boring or exciting and such.]]

((Freewritten Aspect of Kishimoto….maybe when Aigis is slightly in tune with social aspects….Junpei is an asshat by the way. Wow, I wrote Kishimoto. I just re-opened this document fifteen minutes later. Heh heh. DX. Silly me. Right now…I’m listening/watching to [memento mori]. ))

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[[START PIECE]

“Why do all the girls in my life have the ability to kick my a**?” Minato groaned as he held his back. A chair laid under his body, its brown frame cracked and red cushion dislodged. His arm felt numb to the blonde-haired girl’s touch. Aigis was mumbling the words “Sorry” over and over again as she held onto his arm.

Bringing Aigis to Club Escapade was not one of Junpei’s great ideas and Minato felt like an idiot for taking that step into the “Junpei Zone”.
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Two days ago...

“Yo, Minato. I’m bored.”

Minato desperately pretended he was asleep on the couch, trying to focus on that feeling of comfort and laziness before Junpei decided to use his unique methods to determine if he was truly asleep. Those four simple words always meant trouble and a whole lot of pain for him like that time they gave Pharos sugar and he ended up pushing a sleeping Minato over a staircase or when he was convinced to give Chidori a half-naked picture of Junpei…his head probably still had a dent from the hardcover novel thrown at him.

“Oh well, I guess I’ll ask Aigis then…”

That evoked an unconscious response of Minato suddenly opening his eyes and suddenly glaring at his baseball cap donning, goatee-wearing tormentor. Junpei with Aigis is something he’d rather not have, and he’d feel personally responsible if anything ever happened to her. That bond they had worked both ways, [but this is likely to be assumed when I finally write the pre- part of this story.]

“I’m up. I’m up,” said Minato, feeling rather crappy as he was forced to escape the grasp of the sleepiness that was actually going to claim him. His foot pushed his English book off to the floor with a satisfying thud as he slowly sat up-right.

“What’s with that look for? Gotta make you stay active or you’ll sleep the entire day away!” Junpei happily said as he took a seat down beside Minato, patting his back. He gave a wide grin and his eyes narrowed with an evil aura. Yes, it was evil, very evil.

“Anyways…I was thinking of taking you guys to the mall,” Junpei nonchalantly said.
Paulownia Mall? That wasn’t too bad. Minato himself went there all the time to play video games, listen to music, and sing karaoke…occasionally accompanied by Junpei or even Aigis. Guess it wasn’-

“So we can go visit Club Escapade.”

Never mind, Junpei constantly proves that he really just wants to make things worse for Minato. Club Escapade was a place…that he didn’t really go to since all it was filled was drunk idiots, high-on-the-clouds dancers, and loud shrieking singers. Not to say that he himself had a decent singing voice, but at least Aigis listened to him…and Yukari on occasion. Shinji and Akihiko simply told him to shut the hell up when he tries to sing in his room.

“Excuse me. I cannot help but hear that you are visiting someplace new.” Minato’s eyes immediately turned to the dorm’s doors.

“Oh! Ai-chan. Minato and I are heading off to Club Escapade. Do you want to come?”

There he was again. Junpei grinned as he stared at Aigis, in the school uniform and slowly removing her headphones off her head. She blinked and calculated. She was always calculating. It was part of her nature. Minato was desperately shaking his head no from behind Junpei’s gaze though it was futile as Aigis’s eyes were closed. [[This can be shortened by writing Aigis’s eyes close first and Minato shaking his head desperately.]]

“I would like to come. It would be a new experience and help me understand why people gravitate towards those places.”

Junpei’s grin almost infected Minato, so giddy and happy. However, Minato was barely able to keep his apathetic face. His hand clenched as he stared at the back of Junpei’s head before his other hand palmed his own face. Why??

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Freewrite 8-16—
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Minato stared at Junpei and Mitsuru, Mitsuru looking confused while Junpei animatedly talking. It was quite amusing in a way to see the Kirijo heiress, the lady with her self-inflated importance, looking as though her brain melted. Junpei kept on making odd references to nonsensical things such as [insert sexual innuendos here].

Mitsuru sighed before saying, “Iori, please stop talking so fast. I can’t understand you if you’re unable to articulate properly.” She held the bridge of her nose, closing her eyes shut. “I’ll authorize you to bring Arisato and Aigis only if you take full responsibility.”

Minato blinked and stared awestruck at Junpei who grinned. “Thank you, Mitsuru-senpai. I’ll show them a good time.” Mitsuru slowly walked towards the kitchen before taking a bottle of familiar white pills with the label Tylenol. Junpei, on the other hand, slowly walked towards to Minato, saying “Yo. You heard the lady.”

He pointed a finger at Minato as though pulling the trigger of a gun, “Be there or be square.” He winked before he burst out laughing. “Well…I’m going to tell Aigis. Wonder what she’s going to wear?”

He grinned before he paused and twitched, probably imagining a shrieking Lolita redhead bringing his ego down to size. “Anyways…going to get going.” He slowly ran towards the steps, a voice yelling something along the lines of “stop running in the dorms” as he walked up.

Minato blinked and said, “Wait…what just happened?”
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“So, Ai-chan. I got Mitsuru-senpai to say yes!” Junpei half-giggled half-laugh. Both didn’t bode well with Aigis’s psychological analysis.

“So…we will be visiting Club Escapade? Should reconnaissance be done?”

Junpei’s face took on a bemused look before he shook his head once. “Ai-chan. Smaller words please.” He frowned and puffed his cheeks. The fourth floor lighting made him look like a fish, a fish with a goatee.

“Shall we scout out the area to see if it’s safe?” Aigis clarified. She rose her eyes from her biology book to Junpei’s face, hollow blue eyes almost trying to take in that of Junpei’s. Junpei’s face, to Aigis, changed from puffer fish to constipated to exasperated. At least, if she were able to recognize those emotions…

“No, Ai-chan. Though you probably might want to ask something from Yukari or Fuuka to wear.” Junpei grinned lecherously, a hint of drool on the corner of his lips. He then shivered immediately when he heard another voice right behind him, a voice that belonged to a person in a pink uniform which was rather strange: pink uniform, white choker, brown hair. [[Bleh, redundancy will be fixed. Yosh. DX]]

“Are you volunteering me without my permission again, Stupei?” Yukari’s eyes were fixed her eyes into a glare, a glare that would’ve incinerated Junpei, brought him back to life, and incinerated him again. Junpei winced before bringing his hands up, taking a step back from the flames unrelated to youth. [[God, Naruto reference. DX. Need to [del] that.]]

“No, no. I’m just directing Ai-chan to Yuka-tan’s fashion expertise.” Junpei adjusted his cap straight and frowned, whining, “And I told you to stop calling me thaaat.” He rose his voice, returning Yukari’s glare though with not as much venom.

The mentioned Ai-chan simply stared at the two for some time before raising her voice, “Hello, Mitsuru-senpai.”

Both immediately looked behind them in sync. Both looked confused and then both burst out in sync.

“AIGIS!”

“AI-CHAN! Don’t ever do that again.”

-Freewrite 8-17-

Junpei held his pounding heart while Yukari almost seemed to break out in a cold sweat. Yup, it wasn’t a good idea to piss off the Kirijo heir. However, the spot they looked at moments ago was just empty space.

“It was advised to me that I should break up any altercations between you two in an effective and expedited manner.” She paused before looking at their two faces, adding, “Otherwise, Mitsuru-sama might get involved.”

Yukari winced slightly at the mention of Mitsuru’s name, her pink skirt almost bristling at the thought of the older woman. However, her face contorted into a frown before she said, “I..I don’t care.”

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Junpei looked at Yukari and opened his mouth but closed it again when he glanced over at Aigis with the same emotionless expression on her face. He lifted his baseball cap up some on his head before silently sighing. He asked, “Well? Are you going to help her, Yuka-tan?”

[[STOP READING. END PIECE.]]

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((Working on another scene. Ms. Toriumi and the English class. Ryoji will already be in the class but absent constantly. As such, he’ll be getting on Toriumi’s nerves occasionally. Minato and Aigis will be introduced at the same time. I would like to work in this quote from my professor, Dr. Murray.

“Now don’t think that coming here and keeping the seats warm and shielded from the light will make you do better on the tests.” – Quote from Dr. Murray on the first day of class.

I’m now planning to bring Minato in the summer and interact a bit with Aigis.

Afterwards, they’ll come in Ms. Toriumi’s first class lecture which will have that quote. Heh heh, xD. Even though class is mandatory, there will still be people…not being there. Since the quote was pretty much meant for a college situation, it has to be slightly adapted. Ms. Toriumi’s class will be treated as….morning maybe? I’m not sure about the times.

Anyways, coming back from Physics and now in Organic, and now in CS, I’m currently figuring out why I forget 50% of all the things when I was learning Matlab.

Guess if you really don’t use it, you don’t meh. Meh. -____-

Sleeeeeeepy. Anyways, going back…I think I should…add Aigis’s unique introduction except…it should be more…story-related. >.>. I have a feeling of the final ending where the main character pretty much “dies”. Yeah right. >.>

Anyways, I can imagine Aigis already annoying Yukari. Anyways, I’m thinking of Minato helping Yukari out, but…that’s going to be a problem since they only have their bond since well he saves her from getting eaten by large evil monster…which isn’t happening here. –sigh- I’ll think about the conflict here…and Minato doesn’t seem to be the type to punch someone in the face. >_>

I’ll think of something. Yukari and Aigis may or may not hit it off. I think they’ll be competeing for Minato-ish. Not really too important for now since I only have pieces of the story….anyways…I do want to insert the Ryoji revenge scene and explains how Ryoji and Takaya are connected and how Strega is in a hospital. I already know how the story is going to go and also shows that Ryoji and Ikutsuki are connected too. Ryoji “requests” a favor from Ikutsuki, Gekkoukan’s high school’s chairman and Kirijo’s best litigator, and places a name on Takaya’s revenge request site.

Actually, I could kill off Ikutsuki. >.>. And request a favor from Tanaka. That’ll be better…even if I want Ikutsuki’s stupid puns. Speaking of which.

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I have to write that story about “you have to be this tall to ride.” Involving a toilet. >_>. It’s rather…odd since it explains a real life experience involving a toilet and a motion sensor that’s a bit too high. -__- .cough- >_>. –closes eyes and facepalms- Anyways…

“The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog” I think I should quote that for an English thingy. .___.

Anyways, now that I placed the idea here, it should be done eventually. I think I might add it…to the story, but it’s inappropriate for the story most likely…oh well…maybe an omake? –shrug-

Lots of metawrite I have. >_>. I’m going to be distressed. Anyways, I’m still thinking of the story beginning. I’m going to start with the dream flashback sequence before he arrives at the hospital. I’m not sure about how he’ll get there.

I’m tempted to put him in a paddy wagon, but that’ll be inappropriate. I think it’ll be more for something else other than hypersomnia….he’ll probably be Kirijo-sponsered which will make him arrive at the hospital for the summer.
Junpei will have already met Chidori during the weekend. Toriumi will be less-child ***** woman. >_>. Not really, heh heh. xD. I will try to incorporate the Maya scene if possible. Jokers? <.< Nah, don’t know about Persona 2 too much.

I have more of it in my head now. Summer, waking, paddy wagon. I’m not sure why he’s being put in a paddy wagon though…you don’- It might be just “moving” since Minato likely has no other family.

“Oh wait, you don’t have a family. Cause you’re a little orphan.” Rofl, I need to keep that in mind. Show what would happen when AIgis “senses” a threat to Minato.

I feel sorry for the idiot.

I’m working about implying the mood and the words instead of just telling the audience. It’s hard, but I’m slowly getting an “epiphany.” I feel as though I understand a piece of it but not all of it. I’ll get there. Like programming according to CS 1371 teacher, writing needs to be done more and more and refined.

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8-19-08
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Again, I’ve come back to writing freewrites. I skipped my math class OMFG. OH

NOS. GAAAAh. DX. Nfkdjflwjkaljfhfi03jFewopck-oc3ek
Cjowepckjwpe-ck

Anyways, my moment of OMFG aside…

Blah, I have returned from hanging around a Phi Sigma Kappa fraternity. I managed to meet a whole bunch of new people today and I’m writing things down here cause well…I forget names and I can’t place them on faces. I met Chris, nice person who came….from…meh…I…forget…but he drove me, Rosa, and Andrea home. Chris is pretty good at teamplay in basketball. Hmm… I also met Michael Sidoh (sp?); he’s awesome with shooting. :O. He claims to be bad at passing BUT HIS PIKACHU LIES. Sorry, my brain is mentally dead so random things will come out. ~_~. Hmm….I also met Liz. She….wow….I need to focus on remembering people. -___-. Anyways, Andrea and Rosa visited me and Philip last year. I also met Ryan and Andy. Both played. biggrin . I also met Philip Grigsby and Dmitri too. Me and Philip talked for a- Oh yeah. Philip, a friend of mine,has my calculator. The TI one. Heh heh. Shame Brendan isn’t here anymore. DX. Dream team gone. D:

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Now I’m mildly depressed. Not really, depression is too strong of a word for what I feel right now, but it’s somewhere around that emotional range. I played a lot of basketball and, for once, my gait seemed to have straightened out when I was tired which is odd. Meh. As usual, if I don’t try and focus too much, I do much better at a sport than if I “tried.” So weird. Ended up killing my body though. DX. Lack of stamina = me. I felt nauseous near the end of the game.

I ended up looking up in the sky and I watched very very very faint stars. There was only like two or three stars that were plainly visible over the light pollution of Atlanta and you had to squint really hard and look in the direction of the much much fainter stars.

I discovered this “Rose” thing that the fraternities do with the sororities. That’s all. Apparently, pledges give roses to female pledges. –yawn-

I’m sleepy. ~_~.

Anyways, I have to read statics now. –sigh-. I’d rather understand than go “meh.” XD. 1.1-2.2. -___- So much work. –sigh-

I need to start doing the homework for Math. Rofl. I’m using this thing like a diary or a journal. -__- Meh, this is still my idea journal. –yawn- God. I’m perpetually sleepy. -_-. Getting annoying. 1:00 am. Need to go sleep…I has Orgo Chem as my bed rest. I should read that too. I’m ready now. Are you?

Rofl. I love that quote. “I’m ready. Are you?” Didn’t realize how much I loved said quote till now. –yawn-

I am graspin- Show, don’t tell. The rules of writing. Things left unsaid become more obvious as you get better at writing. The control of subtlety is also possible with such a thing.
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8-18-08
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Sleepy. Tired. Not hungry. Heh heh. –yawns- Meh. I wrote a freewrite in my notebook out of boredom. It’s amazing what one can write when they’re feeling as though they’re about to close their eyes and never open them again. And no, that’s not an allusion to death or suicide. I’m just sleepy. And I slept somewhat early too.

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Meh. Oh well. I need new batteries for my PRS. -_-

I’m meeting a lot of people with unusual names. Oschwa and Hoa. Hoa’s currently sitting next to me as I continue this freewrite and Oschwa (I think that’s his name anyways) was someone I randomly met in the bus. Meh. He’s in Calc II and has class at around the same time as I do.

Anyways, as I imagined back in the old story, I was pondering about the word lengths of some writings and wonder about how people manage to stretch it out without making it seem “dragged out.” I should look at a couple of fan-made things or some actual novels to examine this effect. Most likely, it’s the introduction of relevant descriptions. 1 minute till class starts.

Anyways, I’m somewhat mentally ti- No, I’m very mentally tired. I think I should run from place to place honestly just to make things feel faster and make the walks not as arduous. I’m thinking about attending the “Roses” thing, but I’m likely going to go “I’m too lazy.” I’m rather pathetic in that sense. Ur professor is here, right on the dot. I noticed that I spelled ‘our’ as ur. Meh. Actually, it’s our TA, not professor.

I’m tirrreed.

I should really start working on multiple posts. Meeeeeeeeeeeh. Yes, I mean meeeeeeeeh. I should really stop walking on my to

Math problem. 13.1

3x^2+3y^2+3z^2-12x-6z+3 = 0

Show it’s a sphere. Find the center and its radium.

The general form of a sphere is a(x-a)^2+B(y-b)^2+C(z-c)^2 = R^2

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8/21/08
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Another freewrite. Another day. I met my suitemate Joe. Very tall person is pretty much the only adjective I can attach to him. Meh. Quite annoying. My memory isnb’t that good. Right now, some music is being played loudly. It isn’t unpleasant but it’s a different change. Meh. Geoffery is in my room too and I know that I didn’t spell write his name properly. I noticed things out of boredom. But I forgot. Heh heh.

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Brain fart. Anyways, I have just finished my Matlab homework and I will soon be doing my organic Chemistry homework. I hope. Oh, and I need to do my Math homework. So irksome, but I’m ready. Meh. Anyways, thinking, thinking, thinking ,thinking ,thinking, thinking ,thinking, thinking….

I think I should continue writing more scenarios for the story I’m writing for Persona, but I’m currently mentally tapped out. I once thought about what would happen to my story if I decided to stop writing it because I get obsessed with another thing. Yes, I deleted an ‘it’. Anyways, Note to self: Got to place the toothpaste back into the toothbrush cup. It’s currently taunting at me, pointing at me, as it sits idly on my desk where IT DOESN’T BELONG. At least all the stuff lik- Well, sacylitic acid pads don’t really belong on the desk, but it belongs more than the toothpaste. Meh. Note to self: Rinse out.

Oh, I recall playing Smash 64 again yesterday, ended up playing till 1:00 am -__-.

Silly me. Florida State and Miami are our only good games according to Geoffery in the background. Hmm…piece of lint fell down from John. Anyways…time to lunch soon. I’m thinking…thinking….and loud music is being played again.

Mental hospital check. I think I should start writing some sort of scene for it. I at least got the bare beginnings down. Summer, hospital, then school. Hmmm….that’s all. I’m sleepy.

The time is 12:23 am. My stomach feels like crap.

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8/22/08
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I have not gotten anything done. I’m skipping today’s classes too. I’m feeling tired, lazy, and stupid. Hey, I feel stupid and contagious [/KurtKobain][/SmellsLikeTeenSpirit]

Anyways, Call of Duty 4. Never mind, no CoD4. –cry-

I think I should start incorporating stuff in the story. Anyways… Dream scene. I think this will appear in the beginning. To plan this scene….I will have…to write…about…the entire night. I have to show that the memory…was imperfect…like being ran through a shitty video thingy. Anyways, let’s start this.
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Fuzzy. Night cloaked the bridge, the only light present was a green haze .

Eyes belonging to a young child peered out of the window in the back of a vehicle.

Adult voices conversed unintelligibly in the background
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Wrong. Instead, it should be written in the perspective of the child at first.


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8/24/08
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Sleepy. I’m thinking of writing the beginning of the story which would be this flashback, but I’m particularly unmotivated and tired since this is like 2:00 am. Meh.

G’night.

Oh wait. Jeanne, Kathy, Eechen, Krista, Albert, Myself, Lisa, Lily, Julie, John, Michael, MC, Sara, Emma, Lulu…Katie…Zhang…I can’t remember anymore. I’m trying to improve my memory with faces and everything else overall…I think it’s working. But right now, I need to sleep. G’night.