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thefoundation2020-09-07 10:45 am
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[CONTINUE + 4] Week 1 || Act: mingle

Monday comes onto the snowy town once more, though it still looks as if it's 'night' as ever.
Then again, you are underground. That's just to be expected, considering no natural light can get down here in the first place. The Monsters around you are just as friendly as ever, though now there's far, far less of them.
Is time running out for the mission? How many more loops do you have?
...You feel as if something is watching you when you're not looking.

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Honestly, I'm so used to being too direct that I thought that it might sound a little too blunt, which wouldn't have worked either.
[She has her pencil in her hands already, twirling it idly as she squints at the line.]
I did want to emphasize the 'full moon' specifically though since it's a poem for him. But maybe shortening the phrasing? Maybe switch out the third line to set up for the fourth, too.
[There's the sound of pencil on paper as she does some revisions to the first four lines:]
Rain falls outside the windowpane;
As I look up at the colors of the sky,
The only thing I feel is pain,
Even as I kiss the full moon good-bye.
Something like that, maybe?
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You're using raindrops for imagery, right? Imagine the sound of rain falling as the pacing... that might be a bit better way to set your meter.
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I was using the raindrops to set the mood... like how do I say it? Starting from a low point and ending high is what I wanted to go for. Like you start at the heights of despair and then end with a potential for hope.
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Depths of despair.
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Ah, yeah, that's it. Alliteration is also a thing people use... I really need to brush up on things, huh.
[Just going to let out a slightly self deprecating laugh.]
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If you're getting an emotional high from despair, you're some sort of crazy person who must be stopped.
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[Himeko states that rather impassively with a bit of a sigh.]
I was thinking that the situation is like that. That there is someone out there that enjoys seeing horrible things happen to people... or maybe, 'horrible things happening to people they see as fictional'.
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Not that I didn't already know that I was 'fictional', in a sense... but my world still exists, it still matters. My emotions and feelings still hold meaning, both for myself and other people.
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And I suppose that's true. I don't think I can come up with any sort of solution for that problem, though.
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[Fukawa, please.]
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