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nickngregRating: PG 13
Summary: Reila... Even if I try to call out your name...This voice does not reach you...Reila...Open your eyes And laugh to show me that it's all a
lie...--- Greg gets kidnapped, videos are sent and Nick's breaking down. Will he make it out?
Warnings: Death fic, Japanese..lyrics and words
Disclaimer: I don't own CSI. The musci belongs to Uruha, Reita, Aoi , and Kai...the lyrics are Ruki's...so therefore the GazettE own it.
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Deatte kara dore dake onaji kizu wo oi Doredake sasaeatta?
Kimi ga tsurai toki wa hoka no dare yori boku dake ni oshiete hoshikatta
Jijitsu ga me ni yaki tsuku Mugon de fudou no kimi wa nani wo omou
Riyuu nado iranai sa Tada boku no kimi wo kaeshitekurereba
Since I've met you, how many of the same wounds have I sustained? How many have supported me?
I wanted you to tell only me when you were hurting instead of anyone else
The truth is burned into my eyes What are you, immobolized by silence, thinking?
I don't need a reason If only you return her to me
“Hey Gris, have you seen Greg anywhere?”
Grissel looked up from the papers on his desk, “No I haven’t. He didn’t even come in today.”
“Are you sure?”
He nodded, “Positive Nick. Did you try calling his house?”
“Yeah, I called there, no answer. His cell, no answer either.”
Grissel picked his cell phone up from the desk and dialed a number, “Catherine, is Greg there with you?” Nick could hear her voice from the speaker of his phone.
“Ah, I see…alright.” He closed the phone, “He’s stuck in traffic. She talked to him a few minutes ago, his cell went dead.”
Nodding, Nick took a deep breath and went to the door, “I’m groin’ crazy. Really crazy, thinking’ somebody’s trying to kidnap him.”
“You’re not crazy…it’s a worry to all of us. He’ll be in with Catherine when they’re done at the scene.”
Caretaker boku yori mu ni natty kimi wa
Dorie hood tsurai Daron key
Mada nani mo antimatter no ni
Mada kimi ni mono Tobago quieten no ni
Yoko e
How much more are you, who has become nothing,
Hurting than me who has been left behind
Although nothing had started yet
Although I still hadn't said these words to you
Somewhere
“Grissom!”
Nick heard Catherine's frantic voice as she came rushing into his office.
“Grissom! It's Greg! He's missing.”
He nearly dropped the paper in his hands, “What do you mean Cath?”
She turned to Nick, “The patrol officers found his car on the side of the road. It's windows are shattered, and the interior is covered with blood, but we don't know if it's his or whoever kidnapped him.”
Nick stared dumbfounded, his breath came out in shaky gasps, “H-he's been kidnapped?”
She nodded, “Yeah, we've sent out some other officers to see if we can find a trail. Warrick's already on the case, and Sara's at his apartment.”
“Keep me updated.” Was all Grissom said as he walked out of the room.
Nick sat in the chair in front of the desk, “I didn't get to apologize to him Cath...we left on a bad note...” he whispered, she was the only one who knew about their relationship.
“It's alright Nicky, we'll find him, I promise. Why don't you go home, I'm sure you can take a few hours off. Remember, when you come back, you can't help though, you're going to be too emotionally involved.”
He nodded and got up, walking numbly out of the office, head down.
“We'll find him Nicky...we'll find him...” she whispered, watching him walk dejectedly down the hallway.
Reila...
Kimi no na wo yonde mite mo
This voice does not reach you...
Reila...
Me wo akete Uso da to waratte misete yo...
Reila...
Even if I try to call out your name
This voice does not reach you...
Reila...
Open your eyes And laugh to show me that it's all a lie...
“Catherine! Grissom! We just received a tape!”
Grissom pulled on a pair of latex gloves and took the package from the box, placing it on the table, he carefully cut open the cardboard wrapper.
Inside was a plastic case, with a disc inside, written on the disk, black calligraphic script was お願ぃ。 Under the symbols were the words written in permanent black ink, “Please.”
Grissom opened the case and took the disk out, pushing it towards Catherine, he didn't say anything as he walked off towards Archie's Lab.
“Archie, this is on your top priority.” He said as he held the disk out.
“What about fingerprints?”
Grissom shook his head, “There's no time, we need to know what's on here now.”
Carefully placing the disk into the drive, Archie closed the door and waited for it to load. Almost immediately a black screen popped up, large white symbols appeared also.
歓迎。
Click Here.
“What does it say?” Catherine asked as she came into the A/V lab.
Archie stared at the screen closely, “Kangei.”
“Which means?”
“Welcome, in Japanese.”
“Click where it says to.” Grissom said a bit impatiently.
He nodded and clicked there. Immediately a small video window popped up, the camera focused on a tall blond man, seemingly in his mid-twenties with brown eyes. His smile seemed friendly, as did the way his eyes seemed to shine.
“Konnichiwa. Ogenki Des ka? Watashi no namae wa Kouyou des.” He paused before clearing his throat.
“I am sorry, my mother language sometimes creeps up onto me. My name is Kouyou...and I think I have something that belongs to you.”
The camera panned towards a table and chair, in the center of the room.
Catherine gasped, “Is that?”
“I think he does belong to you.” The accented voice said, getting closer towards the table, where a figure lie, slumped over it.
A pained groan echoed in the lab as he grabbed a handful of his brown hair and pulled.
“Greg!” Catherine said, eyes widening.
“Say hello to your friends Greg-chan.”
He didn't say anything, just glared up at him, “They'll find you.”
“I highly doubt that...now, go back to sleep.” He said, dropping his head back to the table, “Ah, where was I...oh right. As you may or may not know, I'm the “famous” Mononofu. Of course, you have probably never heard of me, but let me refresh your memory.”
The camera panned again, this time to an American news paper headline. 'THE MONONOFU INVADES NEW YORK'
“I remember that!” Catherine whispers, “It was that multi-junction case a few years back...all the victims were younger men with their head cut off...they never found the killer.”
The camera panned back to him, “Do you remember now? If you do, good for you. If you do not, oh well. Now, I bet you are wondering what I am doing with your little usagi, it is quite simple. Though, I'm not sure if I should tell...”
The camera zoomed in on Greg again, “Should I Usagi-chan? Tell your friends why I kidnapped you?”
A groan echoed in the room, a muffled answer.
Kouyou laughed, “Ahh...I see. Alright, I can not keep a secret for long...you see...he has this...oh how do you say it...redeeming, quality of him.” he walked over to Greg and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling him back, causing Greg to gasp, “Don't you think? His smooth, nearly flawless skin, his eyes, the way he looks when he bleeds, the helpless look that covers his face.” A glint of silver caught their attention, “So much different from my other victims...I think I'll play with this one for a while. What do you think Usagi-chan?”
A hiss in pain from Greg, as the now revealed kantana dug into his arm.
“Greg!” Catherine exclaimed as she watched the blood drip from his arm, the red liquid puddling on the table.
“Well, I think that my time is up on here. Do not worry though, I shall keep recording, even after this...so you'll be able to see what happens to your pet...Oh, what's this little usagi?” he asked as he leaned closer to Greg.
“Turn the volume up Archie!” Grissom all but shouted, struggling to hear what Greg was saying.
“...they'll come and get you...I assure you...especially Nick...he'll fuckin' kill you.”
Kouyou laughed, “Usagi-chan has a bad mouth on him ne? Well, I'll be sure to send a nice message to him then. Expect a video in a few hours. Dewa kore de.” The screen went black, but the last thing on the video was a loud blood-curling scream that echoed through the speakers, the A/V lab, and part of the immediate hallway.
“Archie, I want you to replay that, see if you can get anything off of the surroundings. Sounds or visuals...find out more about him. Catherine, come with me, we're going to make a phone call to the people who handled this case a few years ago.”
Ashita wa doko e yukou Kimi ga nozomu nara
Doko e demo yuku yo
Lets go somewhere tomorrow If it's somewhere that you wish for
I'll go there no matter where it is
(“Hey, Nick? Can we go out today...I mean...like before we have to go to work. For lunch maybe?”
Nick looked over at Greg who lay beside him, “Sure G, what with the hesitation? Usually you're dragging me out to go do something.”
“Insecurity, probably, you're not gettin' tired of me are you?”
He wrapped his arms around Greg, “Why would I be tired of you? I wouldn't be lyin' if I said that you are the best thing that's ever happened to me...what brought all of this on all of a sudden?”
“I heard your Dad talkin' to your brother while I was on the phone with your Mom...he was sayin' that it's all a matter of time before you get tired of me.”
Nick covered his mouth, his shoulders jumping, “G...you've got it all wrong, Cisco does that to everybody I date. It was a slightly frequent thing in high school. So he started this joke up about how long I'd be datin' various people.”
“What if he's right?” Greg whispered, snuggling down into Nick's side, “What if you do get tired of me?”
“Oh honey, I won't...trust me...”
Greg still looked a bit worried, but nodded, “On second thought, can we just stay in today? Maybe you show me how much you love me?”
Nick laughed, and turned over, pushing Greg into the mattress, “What ever you want Hon, what ever you want.” )
Kimi wa itsumo sou Boku ga omou hodo
Doko ka e itteshimau
Mata boku wo nokoshi hitori de hashitte ikunda ne
Mou todokanai Mou todokanai
Yatto kimi ni aeta no ni
Gaman shiteta mono ga subete afurete
Namida ni natte koboreta
You were always like that As far as I can remember
You were going off to somewhere
Once again you've left me behind and ran off by yourself
I can't reach you anymore I can't reach you anymore
Although I had finally met up with you
Everything that I had held inside of me overflowed
Became tears and spilled out
“Hey man, you okay?”
“When will we find him?”
Warrick sighed, “It's not lookin' good now man...”
“Nothin'?”
He shook his head sadly, “The guys a professional, he left no fingerprints behind, no DNA, anything. Not even from his previous victims.”
“Previous victims?”
Warrick nodded, “Yeah, he's an ex-serial killer. The Mononofu...or something like that.”
“Warrick! Come to the A/V Lab, bring Nick with you! We've received another video!”
Nick looked at Warrick, “Video?”
Shaking his head, Warrick grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the locker room, “Come on.”
“Kobanwa minna-san. I trust that you have, by now, started looking for me ne? Good luck on finding me. It is nearly impossible to...after all, if those bakas couldn't find me in New York, what makes you think that you'll find me here?”
The lights turned on, illuminating the room in a fluorescent light. The table still sitting in the center of the room.
“I am sure that no one wants to hear me babble about the incompetence of American police forces...so let us get down to business.”
The camera lost focus briefly, then focused again, in the center of focus was Greg, tied to a chair, his head hung, and blood dripped on the floor.
“We have been having fun, I am sure that you all have missed us. We have you.”
He walked towards the chair and stood behind it, “I guess I should tell you how I found him. You see, I was driving down the road, when suddenly, I was cut off. By who? Why Greg-chan of course.”
Pulling his head back, Kouyou picked up the kantana and placed the blade at his neck, “You see, I do not like when people break the rules...and Greg-chan did. So, I figured I would teach him a lesson.” Placing the tip at the side of his neck, near the main artery, he pressed slightly, “Tou-san always told me that people who break the rules don't deserve any rewards.” the tip went a bit deeper, drawing blood, Greg gasped in pain, jerking slightly, “I would not do that. I could cut your head off. You would not like that, ne? You want to see your lover again ne? Does usagi-chan miss his koi?”
“Leave...me...alone.” came the gasped whisper, “Don't...fuckin'...mess...with me. I'm not your bitch.”
Kouyou frowned for a moment, the glared at him, “All right, be that way.” he jerked Greg's head at the camera, “I' will give you one minute to say anything you have to.”
Greg's fearful brown eyes moved rapidly, “Help me...please...we're in a building...somewhere off the strip...near the MGM...help-”
“Yamero yo, mou takusan! Your minute is up.”
The screen went black again.
Through the whole video Nick was quiet, his mind running on every little thing that was said, listening to the surroundings of the video, watching to see if it held any type of clue.
“Nicky? You okay?”
Sniffing Nick nodded, “I'm fine. I need to go to the restroom, I'll be back.”
As he walked out of the room, he blinked, tears welling in his eyes. Pushing the door open to the mens room, he went over to the mirror and stared at his reflection, tears starting to make their way down his cheeks.
“Help me...please...” The complete defeat, and broken tone Greg had used made him seem helpless, like...he was giving up...
Closing his eyes, he rested his head on the cool porcelain of the sinks, letting the tears flow freely.
Reila...
Ienakatta kono kotoba wo
Reila...
Ima Koko de kimi ni utau yo
Reila...
Dare yori mo kimi wo aishiteru
Reila...
Aishiteru. Aishiteru...
Reila...
These words that I couldn't say
Reila...
I sing them to you now and here
Reila...
I love you more than anyone else
Reila...
I love you. I love you...
It had been four long days of no leads and endless videos, each day Greg would do something to piss off Kouyou and the video would be cut short.
Each time it was cut short, the video ended with a loud scream.
As Nick sat in the A/V lab trying to find any clues, all of a sudden, Archie burst into the room, a disk clutched in his hands.
“We've got another video, it's for you though...” he said, pointing at the black script that said 'For Nick-san. ごめんなさい。
He took the disk and put it into the drive.
“Ohayou Gozaimasu! We are now reaching the end of the fourth day of captivity, have you found us yet?” he laughed, “I thought so. Now, since I have given you plenty of hints to my whereabouts, how about we just skip ahead a bit?”
Kouyou smiled as he walked over to the table, Greg sat there, his upper body tied to the back of the chair as his head lolled to the side, revealing various shallow cuts.
“How are you doing Greg-chan?”
A groan came from parted lips as Kouyou once again dragged the tip of the kantana over one of the already bleeding cuts, seeming to carve something there.
“Leave me alone asshole...”
Kouyou pouted, his brown eyes twinkling, “But koi, I love to play with you...”
“Stop calling me that! I'm not your pet! Go find someone else to fuck with!”
The tip of the kantana pushed in the side of his neck, a pained gasped tore from his lips.
“No need to be so rude...I am only trying to protect you...”
“Fuck off...better yet...go fuck yourself. I don't want your protection. I don't need it.”
Kouyou smiled, “Fine Greg-chan...” The screen went dark, a haunting melody echoed through the speakers.
“What the-” Archie whispered as he watched symbols appear on the screen.
さようなら。
“What does that mean! Archie!”
“Right!” he said as he sat down and started typing, another window popped up, “It the formal meaning of sayonara, which means good bye, used generally when you know that you will see someone again...this one, sayounara, means farewell...generally as a way of saying goodbye to the dead...”
Nick shook his head, ”No...It can't be...”
The screen focused again, the camera focused on the floor.
Greg's lifeless hand lie there, covered in blood, beside it was a message written.
永遠の眠り。。。
“Archie...what is that?”
He let out a shaky breath, “It's a final note. Eien no nemuri, it means eternal sleep...”
“No...”
“I'm sorry Nick...”
Futari ga ita heya Ima mo sono mama
Kagi mo kakezu ni Itsudemo kimi ga kaette kureru you ni
Zutto matteru yo wakatteiru kedo
Ima demo kimi ga doa wo akeru sugata ga mierunda
The room that the two of us were in Is still the way it was
I don't lock the door So that you can come home any time
I'm always waiting for you Even though I know
I still can see your figure as you open the door
He could still hear the laughter, the echo of the dumb joke that he had told.
How Greg's warm carefree laughter reverberated off the walls, and through his ears.
Nick looked around the living room, it still looked the same as it did before they left for shift four days ago...after their argument.
His eyes felt heavy, maybe he should lock the door, but he decided against it, maybe he would be there when he woke up.
He dozed off...
Nick felt a presence next to him, opening his eyes, he looked towards the door, a silhouetted figure stood there.
"Greg?" he whispered, sitting up.
The figure smiled, walking towards him and placed a hand on his cheek, brown eyes glittering, "I'm sorry."
"Don't be, it's not your fault. It's mine...I was stupid when I said that..."
Greg just shook his head.
"Can you stay?"
Another shake, "Can't."
"Why not?"
"I just can't, I have to go now..."
"No! Greg! Don't leave me yet!"
Sadly, he smiled and stepped back, his form flickering, "I'll see you on the other side..."
"Greg!"
He sat up, breathing heavily and looked towards the door.
It was closed, no one stood in the doorway.
Was it all just a dream...? Sighing, Nick turned over on the couch, burying his face into the back cushions.
Ashita wa kitto kaette kite kureru kana
Tomorrow, you'll surely come home right?
“Please Greg...come back to me...I don't want to be alone..."
-----------------------Okay...so this is the one shot that's taken up my time...
I apologize if it seems rushed, I really do, but I woke up this morning...with something of the flu and I haven't been able to concentrate all day...
I don't have many comments...but here are the few I do have.
1) The name Kouyou XD ha ha...that's the guitarist's (Uruha) real name. I used his because in the video, at one point he has a knife, and is saying eternal sleep...which seemed to fit my killer a lot(Seriously...I describe Uruha in there )
2) I apologize for the kanji, hiragana, and romanized stuff in there, I'll put the translation up.
お願ぃ。- is onegai shimasu - Please
歓迎。- kangei – Welcome
Konnichiwa. Ogenki des ka? Watashi no namae wa Kouyou des. - Good Afternoon. How are you? My name is Kouyou.
Usagi-chan – Rabbit-chan basically. Chan is used as a child's suffix, so, he means it in a teasing manner.
Kobanwa minna-san – Good evening everyone.
Dewa kore de – Goodbye for now.
Yamare yo, mou takusan – Stop it, that's enough.
ごめんなさい。- Gomen nasai – I'm sorry.
Ohayou Gozaimasu – Good Morning.
ごめんなさい。- Sayounara – Farewell.
永遠の眠り。。。 - Eien no nemuri – Eternal sleep.
Mononofu – warrior
Please comment XD It'll make me feel better DX
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Date: 2008-02-21 04:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-21 04:59 am (UTC)*waves*
Fellow Gaze-lover!!
Yes..I love them...so much...
Ah yes...the song is beautiful.
I shall wait for that comment XD I need to go to bed anyway..
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Date: 2008-02-21 05:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-21 09:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-21 11:43 pm (UTC)Nothing's wrong with them..they're just not my forte..I like angst fics..
Plus, the music I listen to makes the sad depressing ideas come to my head.
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Date: 2008-02-21 11:38 pm (UTC)I'll think if a happier one soon, I promise!
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Date: 2008-02-21 06:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-21 11:40 pm (UTC)Glad you like it...
I'm thinking up another as I reply XD
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Date: 2008-02-21 09:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-21 11:45 pm (UTC)I always get tears in my eyes when I listen to the song...it's just so darn sad.
Your comments make me feel better though...knowing that people like it and all.
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Date: 2008-02-21 06:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-02-21 11:50 pm (UTC)Yeah...he sees things...though to tell you the truth, I just followed the way the video goes..(ex. In the end of the video, Ruki sees 'Reila' even though she's in a body bag)
Hmm...it says that you're the type of person that loves angst-danger fics...also that you thirst for danger...
Of course..that's just what the psychology book says ^__~
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Date: 2008-02-23 01:58 am (UTC)But I must point out the intermittent use of Greg-chan and usagi-chan had me thinking "bishounen shi/esu/ai gureggu sandaasu" - short skirt, boots, and all. Oh my god, I'm so twisted and perverted. But I feel a little better knowing that Eric wore a skirt before.
Still...and I thought of Nick being Tuxdeo Mask...oh my lord - I know this was supposed to be a sad story (and it is) but I can't stop cracking up about that image. And Grissom and Catherine as Artemis and Luna.
Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry.
Anyway, yes :regains composure: the torture was awful and painful to read - and with the whole head being cut off thing. Poor Greg, he didn't have anyone with him. But I'm glad you portrayed him as a little trooper and not easily giving in. Though, I suppose that's worse when considering that his hopes were shattered.
And on a cultural note : The "chan" suffix is more prominent for girls (between friends), but it can also be used for little kids (sometimes by little kids, depending on the situation); for people in that "daisuki" type of relationship because "aishiteiru" (or whatever form it's in) is rarely used in a social context.
:goes to curl up in a corner:
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Date: 2008-02-23 02:18 am (UTC)..... that's not the image I had in mind....I had the bloody tattered image...
You're not perveted...I'm the peverted one...who frequently visits jfetish to see if anything twisted is up...
Torture...what can I say, Ruki's twisted-ness brings it out in me (when I wrote that, I had the Taion music video and song in my mind...which is about torture and rape...)
Greg's not a quitter...he's a cockroach(once again alluding to a GazettE song) Hopes...shattered....that's the whole point of Reila (the song) my dear XD
I probably should have made the -chan thing more clear in the note.
Kouyou(lol...that name makes me laugh...cause I really can't see Uruha torturing someone cause they're pretty...XD) used -chan as a way of teasing him...I was going to have him call him -kun, or -san...but decided to use -chan, since obviously it was a suppose to allude to him thinking low of Greg and all(<= if that makes no sense, I apologize...)
Plus...prior to writing this, I happen to come across this video where Uruha called Kai, Kai-chan...which made me lol alot...
Then he called Aoi, Aoi-chan...so it's also alot to do with Uruha's(or Kouyou's)character...the sadistic yet sweet type...
Well...I guess I should stop balbbering about my obsessions...since I do that alot...
Also blame X's Endless Rain since I was listening to that song on repeat too
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Date: 2008-02-23 05:51 am (UTC)Ew...I like reptiles and amphibians for reasons other than I think they're so adorable. And yes, but it would have been so easy to have Greg remain passive in that situation...and that's a chracterisation rant I won't get into.
Nothing to apologise for. It was a cultural note ffr (for future reference). I could understand where you were going with it and the demeaning of status, since that's such an important thing in Japanese culture.
:goes to put endless rain (dance mix) on wmpclassic:
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Date: 2008-02-23 04:09 pm (UTC)(...my dullness yesterday is the fault of my fever...)
I don't like cockroaches...but the song is so spiffy...plus Ruki's red pimp suit is awesome..XD
He could have stayed passive, but...for some reason, that doesn't seem to fit him that well...even if he does stay somewhat passive in the bad situations in canon...
Yeah...glad somebody gets it. I was scared to post this, honestly, cause I knew that some odd fangirl would go all "-chan isn't used for guyz"... what do ya know, someone did(not you...someone on ff) of course...
Man...I still prefer the slow version XD *Goes to listen to Forever Love cause that song is just so darn sad*
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Date: 2008-02-24 08:29 pm (UTC)And Nick as Tuxedo Mask, OMG that is an imange I neve rthought was possible to be burned into my mind. I have the strange suspicion you would probably easy get the whole Team together. That must have been one of the best cmments I have ever read. Seriously.
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Date: 2008-02-25 02:58 am (UTC)I am not even commenting how screwed up your mind must be when assosiating Cath and Griss with Luna and Artemis
Lol, not as cats but taking their place symbolically. Then, if Greg was usagi-chan, then of course Nick would be mamoru. And I have half a mind to implement this in some fashion where Gris (he would be Luna because of the sarcastic quips) finds out Greg is the reincarnation of a prince from some kingdom of CSI's from another planet and Gris realises this when Greg enters the lab.
It's really, really tempting, too.
:facepalm:
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Date: 2008-02-25 03:01 am (UTC)You have given me this odd reincarnation idea...
Thanks alot buddie XD
As if I didn't need more...I'm already gonna be busy writing during Psychology, Biology and Health..plus texting a friend...dude..
...
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Date: 2008-02-24 08:25 pm (UTC)Have to say I was a bit sceptical about the japanesse things but it actually worked out pretty good with the calligraphie involved in the fic.
Nicely done. Great job
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Date: 2008-02-24 08:31 pm (UTC)I'm glad you liked it.
I'm like that too, I see that it's a deathfic and I'm like :"Oh gosh! I've gotta read it!"
Greg fit...because...I couldn't see Nick dieing....I don't know...I just have a thing for killing people I liked alot...
The Japanese thing, yeah...it fit my story well, at first I was just going to have the "eien no nemuri" in there, since I was trying as much as possible to go by the video...but it escalated from there, and turned out to have some samurai-wanna-be-psychopath from Japan in there and heads being cut off...
Sometimes I wonder about my brain and it's thinking processes.
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Date: 2008-02-24 08:39 pm (UTC)Well, since I have once written a death fic myself I know what you mean. In mine greg was the one as well. I think it is just easier for writers to kill him because .. well, he has something femine going on and it is hard to imagine a Nick who brakes down because of his emotions of goes that last step. But then again in your fic it isn't like they choose to, but basically had someone else making that decision.
Hey don't woory about your thinking process. As long as there is a warning we mods are happy. And I guess we all have days like that when we come up with strange... ideas.
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Date: 2008-02-24 08:46 pm (UTC)I wonder that everyday ;)
He does have that pretty-boy vibe eh? I seriously thought about killing Nick at first. Then, when I watched the music video of Reila and saw Uruha(the guy I based my killer off of) I was like...'I bet he'd be so pissed if someone is prettier than him...or atleast rivals his looks.' so viola, I kill Greg...cause they're both pretty-boys XD
I'm currently writing a sequel...really...but I'm also making a video at the same time...so having to download the videos to make it with, and write...is kinda time consuming...it should be up...and it'll be called 'Unnamed Song' since I take most o my titles from songs(as where I get all my ideas from)
Actually...mine are everyday...=D
Though, I blame my music...and the twisted-ness of the lyrics and all...