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~Look Down, You're Talking to Your Highness~[R]
I finished part one of your prompt. It has to be split into two parts because of how long it's going to be
It had started out as just a simple walk in the woods. Valentina was well aware of the dangers of the wilderness, after all, she practically lived in them. Lithuania was nothing but wilderness for most of it; one small town in the middle and then miles of forests around, for miles and miles around. She wanted to take her friends with her and of course they all packed some things too, simple and light things that wouldn't spoil overnight. Just as the military assigned. It wasn't the most delicious but it would do.
Also per the military's orders, they had to stick with the group. It took a lot of coaxing with the Lieutenant to allow her to go with her friends, but he relented as long as they didn't go off on their own. Dmitri scoffed at that-of course he would, they weren't children after all-but Valentina promised she would take good care of her friends.
And so, after dressing even more warmly and making sure their supplies were in check, Valentina and her friends headed off into the forest to 'scope out the scene', as the military put it, but she figured they would just spend a lot of their time messing around.
Not that there was anything wrong with that, of course.
Setting out started out simply enough. Sasha led the group around since he was the General of their particular group, and everyone else followed behind him.
"Do you think we will stay out long enough to see the sunset?" Maria asked cheerfully, clasping her hands together. "I do not know why, but sunsets in the forest are always so beautiful,"
"I surely hope not. It's bad to be in the forest at night," Dmitri said sternly, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"That is if you are alone," Mykol tilted his head slightly in thought.
"Cheer up! I just wanted to see a sunset!" Maria giggled.
"I would like to see one too," Valentina added from the back, carrying their medical kits. She, Maria, and Sasha were the only ones with extensive knowledge of how to use them, but Valentina wasn't worried. They weren't likely to need them, or if they did, it would be for a simple bruise or sudden vomit attack.
"Did they say what we were looking for?" Mykol asked, glancing at Sasha, who shrugged. He was already much further ahead from the rest of the group. "So we can do whatever we want, huh?" He smirked slightly at Maria, who gasped in surprise.
"I think we just have to scope out this area. Make sure nothing illegal is happening, or people lying in wait to ambush travelers," Valentina suggested. The forest had already been dusted with a light fall of snow, a bit too light for mid-January, but the group was thankful for it.
"People don't even travel this way anyway," Dmitri grumbled.
"You are so grumpy today, Mr. Grumpy!" Maria chuckled, gently nudging him.
"Shut up," He roughly shoved her back, making her squeal in surprise.
"You can't do that to a lady," Valentina frowned slightly, turning to look back at them. Dmitri simply shrugged.
"Are you two fighting? If you are, I will send you straight back to Lieutenant Braginsky and you can explain to him why you came back early," Sasha warned, not even turning around to look at them.
"No General!" Maria announced, raising her hand apologetically. Her golden curls were hidden underneath layers of furry hoods on her head, but Valentina knew the ditzy girl well enough to know her hair underneath was put into a simple braid at her side.
Sasha continued walking, leaving some silence for Dmitri to quietly mutter an apology under his breath, and he found that satisfactory enough, as he didn't push it.
"We haven't found anything yet," Mykol stated, looking around. He had curly dark black hair and tan skin, though his eyes were a vibrant blue. "If I was Dmitri, I would say this was a waste of time,"
"It will not be a waste of time if we get to see the sunset," Maria said firmly, making Dmitri glare at her.
Valentina wondered why Dmitri was suddenly so apprehensive to the idea of a sunset. Was he really that nervous about getting lost in a forest? But they were all in a group, and Sasha wouldn't let anybody randomly wander off. She didn't know very much about blond Dmitri; they tended to train with separate squads and obviously they slept in different cabins. She had no idea what he did after lights out. Did he lie awake at night, praying for the light to come back? She wished she could remember who he shared his cabin with so she could ask them.
"Is the snow not pretty?" Maria smiled, holding out her hands to try and catch some of the flakes falling off the branches.
"I like it! It reminds me of my old home," Mykol smiled.
" Everything reminds you of your old home," Valentina reminded him in a teasing tone. In truth, she related the most to Mykol in the group. His blue eyes and her flaming red hair marked them both as outsiders, as half-ethnic children with a non-ethnic father. He was usually fairly quiet, but he could tear up battlefields with his sword in ways never seen before, in ways one wouldn't believe someone like him could.
"Have we found anything yet?" Dmitri demanded, having moved closer to Mykol and Valentina in a past few minutes.
"No. As you said, not a lot of people use this path, but better safe than sorry. In fact, that might make it even more of a target for criminals," Sasha explained. "Keep your guard up,"
The group nodded and silenced themselves, concentrating on everything that was around. Due to the snow, the forest seemed calm and still, almost ethereal. Valentina wondered if some of them were keeping quiet so as to not ruin the atmosphere.
An hour or so passed and soon it was breaktime, or what would be breaktime if they were back at the barracks. Sasha picked a shady spot underneath some older, taller trees that provided almost a makeshift canopy over their heads, then the rest of the group scooted in closer to him, pulling off their packs and stretching.
"I'm not particularly hungry," Dmitri shook his head as Maria started to unpack the food, glancing at the horizon line. She shrugged her shoulders and started to pass out the food to the rest of the group, gently sitting on her heels afterwards and making sure her skirt still covered up her legs. Valentina did the same, covering up her exposed petticoat.
"So, we have found no suspicious activity in the forest so far," Sasha recounted, and everyone nodded. "Good. Boring, but good. But sometimes boredom is preferable. I'm sure Lieutenant Braginsky would be very pleased with our progress."
"I cannot wait to go back though. Some of my friends were jealous that I was picked to come with you all!" Maria beamed, placing a hand on her rosy cheek.
"I cannot imagine why. All of you are such a boring group," Dmitri huffed, taking a swig from his flask, which had vodka inside it.
"Is that homemade?" Mykol asked curiously, pointing to it. Dmitri nodded.
"It's a thing in my family to make flasks for ourselves. I hide it under my shirt at all times. It can be pretty useful for other things too. I'm sure Lieutant Braginsky has seen me with it, he just doesn't want to take it away from me." He placed it underneath his shirt again.
Valentina nodded in understanding. Her father made a matching set for him and her mother, which they hardly ever took off. When she asked about them, he simply said it was a Russian tradition and ruffled her hair, telling her once she got a bit older he would make her one too.
Of course, that day never came. Her father ended up skipping out on her and her mother, the military said it was 'official business' but Valentina knew the real truth. He was sick of being tied down to a Krygz woman and her daughter, a daughter he likely never even wanted. Valentina's mother became distant and once she turned fourteen, she was pulled out of her coed boarding school and into early training to be in the military. Her schooling finished and five years later, here she was, a talented nurse and decent sniper for the Imperial Russian Army.
The irony.
"The food was very good! I will thank whoever made it when we return!" Maria promised loudly, shocking Valentina out of her thoughts.
"Really? I found it a bit dry," Mykol laughed awkwardly. "But it is food, right?"
"Better than nothing," Sasha concluded, looking up at the sky. "The sun should be due to set in a few more hours, so we should find our way out of here before then," He stood up and handed everyone their packs, and they nodded and started to follow him again, a few feeling antsy because of the vodka they drank.
"Yes, let's go back. Preferebly soon." Dmitri agreed, an edge to his tone Valentina hadn't heard there before. Maybe he really was afraid of the dark. She placed a hand on her heart briefly.
"What are you afraid of?" Sasha asked, likely to just make conversation with the group, but the topic seemed to briefly unnerve Dmitri even more before he composed himself.
"Nothing." He answered, looking away.
"I don't really like birds. Bad memories. But I have yet to see one in the forest, so we are good," Mykol laughed awkwardly again.
"I'm afraid of freezing to death. And a lot of Russians. They're just too big for me," Maria giggled in a bubbly way, making everyone else stare at the 6'4 girl slightly.
"I'm afraid of freezing to death too. I'm also afraid of a friend dying as a direct cause of my actions," Sasha said calmly, making Valentina put another hand on her heart.
"That's really deep," Maria gasped.
"How about you?" Mykol asked Valentina, and she thought about it.
"Being abandoned." She answered finally. "By anyone. Friends, family, lovers, whatever. I just cannot take all of the mental turmoil that comes with such an action." She looked away from Mykol, thinking of her own father's abandonment. She wondered if Mykol had a similar story, especially as he put a hand on her shoulder.
"Well luckily, none of us have anything to worry! Our fears won't bother us tonight!" Maria announced cheerfully, clasping her hands together.
"You say that as if you're so sure." Dmitri sneered. "How will you know a big Russian guy won't come barreling out of the forest and try to kiss you?"
"Dmitri!" She gasped, scandalized.
"Or puts his hands on your top, unbuttoning it, pulling your hat off, lifting up your skirt and lowering you down to the ground," He continued until he felt Sasha's glare on him.
"Dmitri! A big Russian man would never be in a forest like this!" Maria scolded, seemingly past the explicit description.
"You shouldn't say such things when ladies are present," Valentina scolded as well, teasing.
"Ladies shouldn't even be in the military, to begin with," He muttered under his breath, looking away.
"Come on, keep walking! We need to walk faster if we plan on making it back to the barracks before nightfall. At this rate, we'll just barely make sundown," Sasha scolded, turning around and walking ahead, forcing everyone else to run after him to keep up with his speed.
"It gets a lot colder at night too," Dmitri whispered in Maria's ear, making her gasp and run ahead even further to be at Sasha's side. "It is just a fact,"
"Come on, you two. I will tell the Lieutenant on you if you continue to misbehave," Sasha scolded more fiercely. Valentina giggled quietly and the group silenced once again, continuing to walk through the forest.
Nobody said it, but there was one solidary thought on everyone's mind: what if they didn't-couldn't make it back before nightfall? What if they were stuck in unfamiliar woods for the remainder of the night? Would they freeze to death? Or would their comrades find them? These thoughts even invaded Valentina's mind, and she always found herself to be the most level-headed of the group.
But in times like these, she couldn't help but to wonder. She tilted her head back and sighed heavily, watching the ghostly breath spill from her lips and float upwards into the darkening sky.
I'm really tired and I still have a bad headache. I'm really bored and want to do something.
I remember when my mom was watching Attack on Titan way back when and back then I used to ask her which anime character I was the most like in the one she was watching out of curiosity and when she told me her thought from Attack on Titan I literally mulled it over for months because I was so upset she genuinely thought of me in that way and nothing my friends told me about the character made me feel better and I was so genuinely torn-up about it and crying that Mom actually apologized and tried to pick another character for me but I told her I didn't want that since evidentally how she truly felt about me had come out.
I don't think I really want to finish the prompt.....just writing what I already have was too much of a chore. I mean, I kinda like it, but I didn't have fun writing it. But I'm bored and who else is going to give me a prompt? I already have one sitting there so I might as well finish it.
Don't worry about it. I'm not going to be mad or upset if you don't keep going.
Oh God, I've started crying. I'm such a terrible person, I was bugging my mom and getting annoyed that she was ignoring me or answering everything in a really disinterested monotone that I just ended up breaking down. I fucking hate myself, I'm crying because my mom doesn't want to talk to me for a legit reason. I'm horrible.
That's not being a bad person. You're a child wanting to communicate with your mother. That's natural. And when your mother didn't respond, you became upset and distressed. That's also natural. It happens in the wild, it happens with domesticated mammals and it happens to humans.
She told me she didn't want my company today because of what happened earlier and I deliberately ignored that to talk about some stupid crap. That makes me a horrible person. It's not like I was asking her to fulfill a basic human need.
It sounds like she's the one with the problem if she told you she didn't want you around her because of something that happened earlier.Perhaps, but humans are social creatures who need strong bonds throughout their lives as part of their health.
She hates talking to people in general. When she's in a bad mood like today she literally shuts out everything having to do with social contact and becomes even more agitated if someone disturbs her.
Did you even read what I wrote? You were super quiet after I finished it that I felt like you didn't even care about all of the stress I put myself through to satisfy your request.
Yes. And I said that you don't need to keep going if it's too stressful. If it's too stressful, I would actually prefer you stop.
I told Mom I didn't want to do it anymore and she said in an annoyed tone: "Then don't!" And I told her I was still bored and wanted something new to write and she started talking about how I need to come up with my own ideas instead of constantly asking her because she can't come up with ideas on demand and I shot back that I have no creative ideas, if I did I wouldn't even need to ask people this. And then I reminded her that most of her RP ideas just come from stuff I tell her about which are in turn actual things so she doesn't have original ideas either and left her alone after that.
She also said: "You need to explain your ideas better to people then. Otherwise you're not allowed to bitch when they give you the wrong one. Either that or again, do it all yourself,"
You could google some sort of story generator. They give you a basis for a story and well, you write it. I've done it before.
I dunno....right now I haven't been able to find any good ones.
When she was watching Attack on Titan I asked her: "Which character am I the most like?" Mom: "Definitely Sasha, because she eats a lot and is super annoying just like you are!!!!"
And all of my friends who had seen the show tried to reassure me by saying Sasha was actually super badass and that I should be proud to be like her, but when I asked them what badass things she had done in the show they weren't able to answer me and that pretty much just made me even more upset.
Mom keeps telling me she doesn't even remember saying that and that all of the characters run together in Attack on Titan so it doesn't even matter anymore.
But that whole incident is exactly why I stopped asking her that question.
The only scene I remember Sasha even being in was this scene of a military general yelling at his group because they weren't performing at their peak level, then he looks at Sasha and she starts to hold her stomach and cry about how she ate too much food earlier and now her stomach hurts, and the general glares at everyone and says they're all going to die in battle because of how much they all suck.
What the heck In addition, the gusty winds will combine with very dry
vegetation to produce an elevated wildland fire risk across the
region today. Outdoor burning is strongly discouraged. One
uncontrolled brush fire burned over 20 acres yesterday in
southwestern Kentucky.
PUBLIC SEVERE WEATHER OUTLOOK NWS STORM PREDICTION CENTER NORMAN OK
0734 AM CDT FRI APR 13 2018
...Severe thunderstorms expected over parts of the Ark-La-Tex to
Lower Mississippi Valley this afternoon and tonight...
* LOCATIONS...
Arkansas
Northern Louisiana
Northeast Texas
Northwest Mississippi
Southeast Oklahoma
* HAZARDS...
Several tornadoes, a few intense
Widespread damaging winds
Scattered large hail, some baseball size
* SUMMARY...
Numerous to widespread severe storms are expected from the
Mid-Missouri Valley south into the Ark-La-Tex states and Lower
Mississippi Valley this afternoon into tonight. Several
tornadoes (some strong), very large hail, and damaging winds
will be possible.
Preparedness actions...
Review your severe weather safety procedures for the possibility
of dangerous weather today. Stay tuned to NOAA Weather Radio,
weather.gov, or other media for watches and warnings. A tornado
watch means that conditions are favorable for tornadoes to form
during the next several hours. If a tornado warning is issued for
your area, move to a place of safety, ideally in a basement or
interior room on the lowest floor of a sturdy building.
(This is NOT for my area, nowhere near it in fact but I still found it interesting since weather updates like this are hardly ever used)
I was about to ask why you posted that
They got upgraded to a Moderate risk of severe weather because meteorologists predicted some extremely heavy tornadic activity today. Even reading their predictions makes my head dizzy.
I feel for those people though. I've experienced Deep South storms first-hand and I know I complain a lot about the storms we get here but let me tell you Deep South thunderstorms make Indiana's look like a pleasant shower. Even a regular, non-severe thunderstorm in the south carries strong winds and hail and knocks out your power.
That's their map
How do they compare to storms with supercells, though?
I don't know, we have advisories too so here's our stuff to make it fair: ..STRONG WINDS TODAY...
Southwest winds will gust to near 40 mph from the late morning
hours into the mid afternoon hours.
Unsecured objects may be blown around. Motorists, especially in
high profile vehicles, should be alert for strong cross winds.
This hazardous weather outlook is for central Indiana.
.DAY ONE...Today and Tonight.
Outlook: Thunderstorms are possible after midnight. Southwest winds
may gust to around 35 mph at times.
Hazards: Lightning.
Timing: After Midnight.
Discussion: An upper level weather disturbance may produce some
thunderstorms across Central Indiana overnight.
.DAYS TWO THROUGH SEVEN...Saturday through Thursday.
Outlook: Thunderstorms are possible at times from Saturday into
Saturday Night. Present indications suggest isolated severe storms
are possible on Saturday. Heavy rainfall is also possible over the
weekend.
Discussion: A strong low pressure system is expected to affect the
area over the weekend, with thunderstorm activity and heavy rain
possible. There is a chance for light mixed precipitation Sunday
night into Monday morning. Snow accumulations are not expected at
this time.
Hunter (Totally NOT a communist ☭) wrote: "How do they compare to storms with supercells, though?"Storms in Indiana or storms in the Deep South?
The Deep South.Blech I need to start being more specific. I meant DS storms vs your tornadoes.
Regular Deep South thunderstorms, in my experience anyway, are about as bad as the thunderstorm that produced that EF2 tornado here several years ago, aside from the fact that thunderstorm didn't produce any hail.
I don't think I talked about that experience on my journal yet. I've told Sera the story and I've talked about other severe weather experiences in here, and I've also mentioned several times that storm is the reason why I'm so scared of tornadoes, but I don't think I've told my journal readers yet the full details of that night.
Holy fudgesicles
I dont think you have either.
Yup. I hate Deep South weather.
Okay so basically this was back when I was in seventh grade, I think 2011? And it was one of the last days in February, like the 27th or 28th. It was a school night and I was up way past my bedtime, it was late like Midnight or 1 AM. I was quietly using my laptop in the dark so my parents didn't know I was awake. It was storming at the time, pretty badly but I ignored it since at the time I actually enjoyed thunderstorms. At first it was just kind of a generic thunderstorm with lighting, wind, etc. At like 1 AM it seemed like the storm had passed, it was still outside and the only sound was the wind.
Now this wind sounded like something I had never heard before. It was extremely violent, loud wind that pushed against my bedroom window with such force you could hear it pushing against the glass. It almost sounded like my window would break. And the wind was super loud too, it was whistling. At first I paid no attention to it, but it just got worse and worse and eventually I decided it couldn't hurt to go see what was going on.
I went into the living room and saw my dad still awake and watching TV and the news said a tornado had touched down somewhere and I looked at the radar and asked nervously: "Isn't that where we live?" And Dad nodded and asked if I wanted to come outside with him to look and of course I said yes because I don't know why, I just said yes. So we went outside.
The first thing I remember now about actually going outside was how warm it was. It was easily sixty or seventy, tops. This was late February, mind you, and we actually got a lot of snow and cold weather that year. Plus, it was one in the morning but it felt like a literal summer afternoon.
It was also bright. Not like daytime bright, but bright enough I could make sense of where I was because the sky was this extremely green colour. It was bright and sickly and thinking about it now makes me feel ill.
The wind was even louder and stronger now and sounded like an angry whistle blowing by. But the thing I remember myself thinking the most, even moreso than any of these other things, was that if I just walked off the porch and walked a few blocks to where my bus stop was, I would see the tornado. It was literally so close to me and there was nothing I could do about it.
I wanted to wake up Mom and my brothers and I ran back inside to do so, still in a really adrenaline-fueled way. I felt numb and terrified in a way I don't think I've felt since.
Mom didn't believe me when I woke her up and told her and told me I was just overreacting over nothing. She punished me for waking her up and punished me for being up so late on a school night.
The tornado ended up turning around and going the other direction; if it continued on the path it was on it would've slammed right into my house. I later learned it was an EF2, which is a decent strength for a tornado.
Ever since that day I've been petrified of tornadoes, and I'm sure my mom's reaction to the whole thing just made my fear worse. Of course we haven't had any actual tornadoes since, just funnel clouds and a bunch of watches and warnings, and tornadoes are actually extremely rare in my town anyway, but that doesn't make me feel any better.
My logic is always to expect the worst from severe weather, because one night I ignored a really powerful storm and I nearly paid for it. So now I feel like I always have to be one step ahead of severe weather so it never catches me off-guard like that again.
This is the journal entry I wrote about it literally the morning after it happened: (Please forgive me if this is cringy and annoying, I was a edgy emo smol seventh-grader)
A Tornado Touched Down Right Next To My House!
Last night, one of those freak storms blew up and I was playing my laptop late at night, then I heard a serin. The wind was blowing so hard, it almost pulled my window off.
I told dad that we should be worried and he was watching something on the news and it said that a tornado had formed in Bloomation, and it was going to hit a heavily resdintoiul area. Dad was smiling, and we went outside. The clouds had a greenish tint to them, and the wind was blowing really hard now. Lighting flashed above us, and you could even hear the tornado. I was scared half to death.
Dad woke mom up and told her that a tornado had touched down where Wal-Mart was.
I'd like to point out that my arpement complex has about 6 or 7 clusters, and when you go down the winding road and turn right, Wal-Mart was there and I was the 4th arpement complex down.
Then, we kept watching the news, and it said the twister was moving away from us. It was pretty scary how the tornado was only 5 blocks away and made that choice.
I still worry like crazy, and I was tearing up writing this.
Elizabeth Out.
Woah. I dont blame you for that fear. I'M scared of tornadoes and I've never seen one in person!!Why didnt your dad try to explain what happened?
Who knows. I don't know what goes on in his head at times. He likely didn't think I would get in trouble for it.
Oh yeah, and I saw the damage from it. It bent a bunch of metal signs and a lot of signs had been blown off their stands. A lot of streetlights were damaged and the actual Wal-Mart that had been hit was missing all of its lights and the letters on both the sign and the actual building. I think the roof was damaged a bit too. And a lot of kids were late to school that day because there was knocked-over trees and signs and bad house damage and a lot of people had to spend the morning clearing all of the debris away. Like one kid said a tree was blocking his driveway and that was why he was late. Of course my neighborhood had some debris in it too but I somehow managed to make it to school on time.
Don't you just hate it when you want to post something on your journal but you completely forgot what it even was?
Video Title: 'Anime Vines' Description: "These are Vines of all sorts of different anime!"
Actual Video: '98% of the Vines are from Seraph of the End'
There's an author on GoodReads and I'm not trying to diss her or whatever, I just have to say that her debut novel is literally the plot of this one anime and even the description is pretty much word for word that anime's plot summary but when people ask her about it she says she had no idea the anime even existed and while I kinda understand that at the same time the whole thing seems weird to me? Like there's a definite difference between being inspired by an anime and straight-up, word for word, ripping off the plot and only changing the location and the names of your story. And I know not everything is super original, even anime, but again, there's a difference between modifying an idea and just ripping it off. I don't know, Maybe I'm just jealous because three books I want to write are influenced by anime I like but I just know someone is going to call me out and say I ripped off those anime because they have the same basic plot but the setting, characters, etc. are completely different
<3 <3 <3!!!!!
I don't know why but reading that made me want to call the insurance company. It made me want to do what needs to be done.
I was complaining about this one anime that objectifies womens' bodies in a way that makes me feel really uncomfortable and someone said: "But aren't you a lesbian? Shouldn't you be cool with this?" And I was literally like '?????' Like I'd prefer my women to be objectified in a healthy manner thank you very much
One memory I really love is when I was doing training for being a Cougar Leader my senior year and they were playing pop music because of course they were and at one point the song Bang Bang came on and I had no idea anyone was really listening to me so I started to rap Nicki Minaj's part really fast and after I was done these two girls looked at me and one said: "Wow, you're really good at rapping," And I got all embarrassed because nobody had complimented me on my rapping skills before and I was just kinda like: "Thank you, I practice a lot," Kinda shyly
The other memory I have of that event that I like a lot is when we had to play this game where they played the first few seconds of a song and we had to guess what it was. It was my turn to go and literally the SECOND the song started to play, I jumped out of my chair and yelled really happily: "IT'S BIRTHDAY BY KATY PERRY!!!!" And I got it right and that was literally the only thing people could talk about for the rest of the afternoon because of how unexpected it was, how I announced it and how I even said the singer's name when it wasn't required and I just said: "It's one of my favourite songs...I was even listening to it this morning before I left!" Lol
I wish I could rearrange the alphabet because U R AQT
Heard that :p
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I don't deserve to cry because I just give people a hard time. My mom is in a bad mood and all I did was demand for her to come up with something for me to do and argue with her over stupid things. I'm a terrible person and terrible people don't cry.