Post by lucas bent on May 8, 2011 17:01:44 GMT -5
November 14th, Year 85
My name is Lucas Ezekiel Bent and my daddy gave me this notebook for my birfday he told me to write stuff in it for postaritee so that is what I am going to do write in it for postaritee every year on my birfday. Maybe if I write it all down mommy can read it when she comes back daddy doesn't believe she's coming back but I no she is just because daddy only has one leg does not mean mommy does not love him mommy loves both of us and she is coming back. Today is my fifth birthday I just turned five I have brown hair and brown eyes and daddy and me live in a city called Wynth daddy says Wynth should start with a big letter and I trust my daddy because he is my bestest friend in the whole wide world. It is my bed time so I have to go to bed now bye notebook.
November 14th, Year 86
Hi notebook. It's me again. Daddy gave me some more writing lessons. I didn't get any presents this birthday. Daddy says it because there's a war going on and he can't afford anything. He also said he was sorry there wasn't enough time for him to carve anything. He leaves the house for longer these days. Says he makes weapons for the army, so that bigger and stronger men can get us land. He's taken me along when he buys food lately. I have to hold his hand the whole time because he says the other kids are nasty. I haven't met the other kids yet, so I wouldn't know. All I know is girls are icky. I saw one in the marketplace today. She was blond, I asked daddy who she was, and he called her Andrea Boil. I didn't know you could a person after water. Andrea was hanging around this older boy. I didn't ask daddy his name because he scared me. I'm afraid to go into the city by myself, so I'll wait for the next food trip.
November 14th, Year 87
Guess what, notebook? I went into the city by myself this year. I asked my dad if I could go one night at dinner. He told me no, but I had to see what was out there. So when he was at work, I left. I just left. Turns out, the kids my age aren't so scary. It's the older ones, the ones that aren't quote grown-ups yet, that you have to watch out for. They're really mean. They insult you before you have time to catch a breath. So I told them that. I yelled at them for being mean, and then I stomped off. They laughed behind my back. Most of the time, I hang around Andrea and her friend. She calls him Leo. Leo still scares me, so I can't come up and talk to them, but they're fun to watch.
November 14th, Year 88
Mommy still hasn't come back. I'm starting to think Daddy was right. Which I should known already, since he's right about everything else. I miss her. Daddy's cool and all, but he only has one leg. He can't play with me like the other daddys play with their boys. Still haven't talked to Andrea or Leo, but I heard Andrea call Leo by his full name. It's Leontis, or something. My spelling isn't the best.
November 14th, Year 89
Learned how to throw knives this year. I picked it up from watching Andrea and Leontas. I was practicing a few nights ago in the kitchen and nearly hit my dad in the face when he came through the door. He sat me down and asked what I was doing. For some reason, I didn't tell him about my visits to the city. I just told him I got bored and wanted to try it. He scolded me and told me throwing knives was dangerous and I shouldn't do it anymore. I asked him how I was supposed to protect myself. He asked me from what. I told him that the last time we went for groceries, I overheard these men talking about how likeanthrops were getting violent and might start invading other territories, like Wynth. My dad ruffled my hair and called me "gullibill". I have no idea what that meant.
November 14th, Year 92
Sorry I haven't kept up with you, notebook. I'm twelve now, and a lot's happened over the past few years. These red spots keep popping up all over my face and my voice randomly jumps up an octave, only to drop again a second later. Dad says this is normal for a boy of my age. He did tell me that I should star taking more baths, though. Said I was developing what he called a "man odor". I think I should mention that my dad's name is Gregor. I'm approaching manhood (or at least, that's what he keeps telling me), so I feel like I should start addressing people by their respective titles. I still haven't introduced myself to Andrea or Leontas, but I watch them every day, and every day, I learn something knew. I've picked up a few handy skills over the years. I'm pretty good at climbing the ropes around Wynth, so I can pass back and forth between levels quickly. There's a whole other world I never knew existed. There's talk of war all over the city, and how the gods might end it soon. it seems like every day, there's a death in the family. I still have no idea what's happening with this "war". All I know is people keep dying and there are creatures called "lycanthropes" out there. I'll fill you in when I learn more.
November 14th, Year 93
The war just ended, and only now am I finding out what it was. The gods forced peace amongst races with this tournament thing where one member of every race competes against the others for land. I had no idea there were other races, save lycanthropes. Apparently there are vampyrs, mages, and mer as well. I resent my father quite a bit. He didn't lie to me, but he didn't exactly tell me the truth, either. Now I'm not so sure he was as right about everything as I'd assumed.
November 14th, Year 95
To recap: I'm now fifteen, I've shot up like a beanpole (I'm five eight), and Andrea's a vampyr. Yeah, you missed a lot. I learned how to hunt. I learned that Dad lost his leg in the war, back when he was a soldier. Apparently he was such a hero that Deitero took pity on him and sewed the wound up so he'd survive. Never mind the fact that its his own fault for joining the army in the first place. From what I've heard, our race consists of a bunch of idiots. Anyway, Leo and Andrea were the final two in the contender competition, and Leo let her win, so she went on to the tournament. And a vampyr chomped down on her neck. Pity. She seemed cool. I never got up the courage to talk to her, and now I'll never get the chance. Unless she's one of those friendly vampyrs, which I doubt. Also, I'm on the outs with Dad. According to him, mom left because she couldn't deal with the stress of raising a child and a paraplegic husband at the same time. It's all Dad's fault. If he had enough common sense to stay away from the war, Mom would still be with us. Or me, at least. I hate him. I'm still living under his roof, as I have to until I turn eighteen, but I'm not speaking to him.
November 14th, Year 96
Now I'm growing facial hair. It's not weird, plenty of people around the city have beards. It just think it looks odd on my face, so I like to shave it off. With a rock, because we're so primitive. Maybe if our race wasn't so invested in war, we'd focus our energy into inventing some helpful technologies. I heard there's a coal mine over in Terrinth. Wonder what they're doing with that. Anyway, Leo came in third place in the tournament, so we've moved to Enyth. As per request, I was granted a house separate from my father. It's just me in my lonesome. But it's okay. I've taught myself to cook and clean and do all the important stuff. Maybe I should enter the tournament next year! ... Just kidding. I think the whole thing's stupid. Why can't people just appreciate what we have?
November 14th, Year 99
It's my nineteenth birthday. Whooo. The humans are back in Wynth because, apparently, every subsequent champion sucked. I'm thinking of patching things up with my dad. After all, it's not like I have anyone else. And I do love him. He was my super hero way back when. Just because I can take care of myself now doesn't mean I should be alone. Also, I think I'm developing a butt chin. There's a tiny cleft in it. I'm worried. I've seen guys with butt chins in the city. They're not what I'd consider appealing.
TO BE CONTINUED...
FACE CLAIM :: TylerthesexBlackburn
ALIAS :: Emmy-la
EXPERIENCE :: furevur
CHARACTERS :: Amarus, Darius, and Lucas
HOW YOU FOUND US :: My grandmum. ;]
HOW ARE YOU DOING? BETTER THAN THE CHEATER THAT TRIED TO OUTSMART MAMA ELLIE! >D
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