Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛How's your chapters coming along?~Abysmal. She knew okay?! No need to remind her.Then why don't you remedy your dilemma, then?~"....Writing's hard..."Athena almost felt her eyes water as a blank word document laid unfilled in front of her eyes; her mind drawing up a startling blank even as she tried to wrack it for ideas."Why did I plot it out like this?!" The struggling novelist cursed as she opened up her previous chapters, a single vein throbbing in her head as she read over her previous work. "What was I thinking?!" She wrote herself into a literary dead end.Well you did write it out during an alcohol-induced episode~A whole week. A whole week's worth of progress made in the span of an afternoon, hangover induced writing spree. She didn't really put her mind into it, admittedly letting her instincts guide the plot of her work forward.And now you don't know how to follow up your own writing~She got it! Okay?! She knew writing off the seat of
Humans, in their natural state, were social creatures. Interpersonal interactions are needed for a multitude of things, ranging from simple entertainment to the act of procreation. As a result, humans congregate to population centers, in a modern sense, cities, and or villages.*Crunch*How did that fact help her? Quite frankly, she didn't even know why her thoughts led her through that tirade about the social nature of humanity. Perhaps she's that bored out of her wits that her mind resorted to pondering on the shallow secrets of societal theory.Tell me you're not pretentious right now~*Crunch*Salty goodness ground through her teeth as the bored novelist let her thoughts run wild, the multitude of passers-by no longer capable of holding her attention. Maybe she should just let it happen? A suicide plot, she meant..How original.Or maybe plan around the clusterfuck that were her drunken chapters...Exactly..Letting the light buzz of iced coffee flow into her system, the novelist m
A small glimpse...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"So. I guess that everything seems to be in order?" Ryan paused in his step as a suited young man strutted across the newly furbished hall, his attention squared solely on his phone as he took passing glances at the dividers they were putting in place. "It'd be a shame if the venue ain't ready come Monday night.""As you can see Mr. Nicolau, we here at the Green Star Hotel pride ourselves with our quality services." The rookie heard Mr. Basco reply to the young man's comment, his tone befitting his large stature. "As expected from an establishment operating with Midasean standards, I've personally made sure that the Grand Auditorium is ready to host such an event.""Personally my ass." His boss muttered under his breath as they placed another divider in place. "Haven't seen him since I last saw him in a 7/11 yesterday."Judging from the way he talked, Ryan surmised that the young man in the loosely worn suit was the representative of the client, or maybe th
Time moves forward...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"Why'd it have to be me..." Eremes reluctantly fixed himself in front of the mirror as he struggled to put on his newly rented suit for the night. "Didn't even give me the suit.."At the last minute, the Bossman called him over to act as back up in case anything goes awry on the maintenance side of the event. Seeing as he knew every electrical port and other functions that the hall may have like the back of his hand, he reluctantly agreed that he was the proper person for the job."Wish it didn't have to be me though.." The suited repairman lamented as he fumbled around with the red tie around his neck. "Fucking... Malaka.."Removing the offending piece of cloth, Eremes settled for the smart casual look with his suit essentially complete.. except for the tie which now lay pathetically on top of his bed. Slicking back his short, brown hair and checking on whether or not to trim his 5 o'clock shadow-"Nope~" Not gonna happen tonight.Satisfied with his way
"Woah.."Eremes felt his jaw hit the floor as what was once a luxurious, yet empty hall space was now filled to the brim with enough extravagance that he thought he was at a royalty section of a furniture store. Guests flitted from what seemed to be various sections of the hall before him, surveying what was assuredly a multitude of highly rare and highly expensive wares up for sale during the auction."Welcome, sir. Are you perhaps lost?" A soft masculine voice took him out of his wonder as the repairman faced an immaculately suited receptionist. He didn't look particularly familiar.. "This venue is currently occupied at the moment." Did he not work here?"I'm here for the event, actually.""Oh, I'm sorry sir. May I see your pamphlet?" What pamphlet? Bossman hasn't said anything about a pamphlet. "The pamphlet for the event sir?" The man requested again, his tone feigning patience as the repairman struggled to hide his confusion. "It also serves as your invitation.""Uhh. Actually, I
Applause filled the hall once more as the hanfu clad woman made her way up the stage. Eremes cursed under his breath about his own forgetfulness. So that was why she was so familiar! Well, that was what he got for not even voting during the last election."Thank you for the warm welcome."The repairman paused in thought as Miss Mendel took the podium, her regal visage now squarely in front of all the people present. So all that time.. "As my husband, our Honorable Mayor Alex, wouldn't be available this week, we both decided that I attend this year's auction."Oh malaka. He's so fucking stupid. He was actually escorting that big of a wig through the hall?!"While he may not be here in body, he expresses his sound gratitude to the wonderful folk that made this year's A3 possible: to Mr. Marduk Basco for lending us this fine establishment, and to Mr. Perseus Nicolau for once again organizing this annual prestigious event."At the sound of their names being called, the two men stood from
A small glimpse...⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛"What an intriguing choice for a partner."Rin mused to herself as her young chaperone sped off to who knows where in the fairly large hall. What did she ever see in that young man? He was neither bright, nor even well-groomed. She will admit that he was fairly handsome though. He simply needed a bit more training to suit her standards."Here's your drink Miss." A passing server filled an empty glass in her table with what she assumed to be wine of some kind. Sparkling red liquid flowed out of the tilted bottle and onto the waiting glass. An unoccupied hand took the now filled glass off from the table, while giving a smile of acknowledgment to the server. "Thank you." Rin swirled the glass of wine in her hand. How polite of them.Nodding to the bowing server before he sped off to another table, the woman observed the room with curious eyes while discreetly sniffing the red liquid in her glass. "Red wine..." She whispered to herself. "A sweet grape-like
Athena struggled to keep herself awake as she stared blankly at the door, emerald eyes peeled as her paranoia locked her deep beneath her curled up blankets. They were going to come in through that door any second now. She just knew it..No use in running.What was the point? There's no use running.. Mother always got what she wanted.Four days was a lot of time you wasted just hiding.What else can she do then?! Surely there's surveillance now going on outside of this hotel! She won't even last a minute without screaming out her location for all of them to see!*Click!*The rattled novelist froze in her place as a small click came from the direction of her door. Her heart rang in her ears as she fought against her urge to scream. Was it her?! Was her life over?Or maybe you're just hallucinating, what with not eating since Sunday.Hunger was the least of her worries when Mother can come crashing in any second now. Ignoring her body's loud protests, Athena crawled over to the only thin