Appellations (WE’s Failure of a Take)

Summary: PLEASE, PLEASE READ. ARGH. I really want feedback on this one, folks. WE's getting agitated... *has author panic attack*

Chapters: 1 2 3 4

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*whistles softly* Here, Inspiration. Here, boy. Where are you hiding?

Eurgh… I’m not going to make it…

TAKE TWO. *glares furiously*

Lies by Big Bang. Watch here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Cv3phvP8Ro

Translated using http://www.jpopasia.com/lyrics/6921/big-bang/lies.html

 I apologize for the cursing. Tried to make this poetic and pretty, did I succeed?

~Yeah

~(Love is pain)

~Dedicated to all my broken-hearted people

~One’s old flame, just scream my name

~And I’m so sick of love songs

~Yeah, hate them love songs

~Memento of ours…

~Lies!

He tapped his fingers. Would it be awkward? Most probably. Worth it?

He idly considered this new factor.

Probably… not.

He pushed away his phone and pulled his keyboard closer, intent on checking various stocks and perhaps hacking into Foaly’s system.

~A late night and rain falling down

~I bring you back from my memories

~I promised myself I would be fine without you, but I can’t help it

~I take in liquor which I don’t even know how to handle

~Trying to fill my empty heart

~A day without you is too long

~I pray that I may please forget you

~(That’s a lie)

Smile. Set the cup down on her worn bedside table. She felt foolish and silly, like a little girl dressed up as a princess for Halloween. Pretending.

Don’t pretend, face reality. You’ll never be a princess, she thought. Though the words were harsh, they didn’t seem so. Nothing had the same cutting-edge effect when you had alcohol to dull it, numb it. Even the thud of her heartbeat seemed heavier and louder and slower — too slow, perhaps (she didn’t quite know through her warped perspective) — as if it was being dragged through mud, wanting nothing more than to

Trip and

Fall over and

Rest.

Just rest.

~Without you happiness cannot be found in me

~I can’t even shed any tears   

~I don’t want to live anymore.

~Yeah, this is bullshit

~It’s pissing me off

~I’m going crazy from thoughts of you

“Fowl Manor. How may I help you?”

It was too low to be his voice. Panic set in. Hang up. No, don’t. It’s Butler, isn’t it? Yes. Of course. You can ask. You can ask him.

“I –”

She hung up.

Messed up. You messed up. How could you? How could you ever mess up?

 ~I want to see you

~But I’m being told that I can’t

~That it’s all over (I’ll be right there)

Her hand lay atop the receiver long after she disconnected the call, for it seemed that it would take too much effort to move. She sat. Stared. Waited.

Thought.

Regretted.

And pushed away all those thoughts and regrets, because she didn’t like to hurt. That would be defeating the purpose of the alcohol she had just consumed.

Weak.

You, of all people. Named after the great goddess Minerva, the goddess of war and wisdom. Where did your wits go? Your studies? When did you last act for the greater good?

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~It was all lies

~I didn’t know, but now I know that I need you

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~Out of anger, I pushed you away with those piercing words without realizing

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~It was all lies

~I’m so sorry (I’m so sorry)

~But I love you (I love you more, more)

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~Will you leave and forget me slowly so I can be in pain?

The sun set, rays stretching out and fading like fingers that clawed at her window, begging. For what?

She pulled herself up and trod the short distance to her bed. Her head spun as she fell into the covers, protesting the sudden movement.

Rest. Tomorrow’s a new day.

Everything will…

Will…

Might…

… Won’t.

~I dedicated my all into this song for you (other people probably don’t know)

~By myself, without anyone knowing (yeah, those words I said were lies)

~A loner left in the midst of it all

~In my pocket is the breakup letter that’s all wrinkled and folded up, hey,

~And my habit of calling for you and wondering where you are

~ I’m gonna change, I’ll laugh everything off from now on

The day dawned slowly, but it took several seconds too long for her to realize that tomorrow had come. The rays drew stripes across her duvet in flashes of light.

Ripping it apart.

Ripping it apart on this new day.

In a flash of light, it could be over.

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~It was all lies

~I didn’t know, but now I know that I need you

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~Out of anger, I pushed you away with those piercing words without realizing

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~It was all lies

~I’m so sorry (I’m so sorry)

~But I love you (I love you more, more)

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~Will you leave and forget me slowly so I can be in pain?

Smile. Set the cup down for the last time.

In a flash of light, it was over.

~Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

~I hope this is all a dream

~Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

~Because I only add up to this much

~Drop that babe,

~I still can’t forget you.

~No, I don’t think I ever will

~Even ’til the day I die, yeah.

~Did the scars I gave you heal?

 ~I’m sorry because I never got to do anything for you

He rested his chin in his hands and looked up to the scrap of paper that hung on his otherwise bare wall.

Bare, immaculate. No attachments.

He puzzled over the words. Just two, but they told so much that he couldn’t decipher it all.

“I’m sorry.”

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~It was all lies

~I didn’t know, but now I know that I need you

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~Out of anger, I pushed you away with those piercing words without realizing

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~It was all lies

~I’m so sorry (I’m so sorry)

~But I love you (I love you more, more)

~I’m so sorry, but I love you

~Will you leave and forget me slowly so I can be in pain?

I kept thinking of Zenonia as I wrote this because of the word “regret”… does anyone know what I’m talking about, or am I being too much of a video game nerd?

Again, rushed. I’ll probably edit it later.

Chapters: 1 2 3 4

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7 responses to “Appellations (WE’s Failure of a Take).” Join in!

  1. That made sense! I figured it out! (I think). Basically the other person killed Arty with an arrow at the end, right?

    Zero mistakes, and I think you’ll make it. 🙂

  2. That was really well written, I loved it. No con crit allowed on Challenge Entries though, so that’s all I have to say. 🙁 Oh, and you know that there was an extension on the challenge (http://artemisfowl.fangathering.com/fanfiction/announcements/an-extension-on-the-challenge/) so you can still make it, right? Anyways, good luck! 😀

  3. Oooooh I like. Cookie (::).
    Why can’t you make mistakes like normal people?!?

  4. FantasyDevourer: Thanks, I felt uncomfortable with it. XD. By the way, I only made it because of the last-minute one-day extension. THANK YOU, FOWLIE!

    Bobo: Haha, yeah. I wish I’d seen that announcement earlier — I could’ve started sometime at the beginning of September instead of days before the due date.

    ILoveFowl: MINE! *snatches cookie*
    Hahha, I do make mistakes. But thanks. ^^

  5. I love it! This is amazing. Espicially the Orion one.

  6. Well, since the comp is over, I can give a review then.

    Mistake free. Why am I even mentioning that…?

    So, yeah, songs fit well, but the only things I DIDN’T like was that the actual writing was a bit far between, separated by a bunch of lyrics. So…that means the actual flow is a bit…hm…not choppy…but…not as smooth as I would like it.

  7. Wilde: Thanks.

    TM: Wow, that was actually great concrit. Now that I look out for it — read it the whole way through — the lyrics did kinda disrupt the flow. That’s probably the same with all my songfics because I type up the lyrics paragraph by paragraph based on how it’s sung. *has author panic attack* NOESS. Awesome advice, but I can’t really apply it (which is kinda the point). For some, it might be too confusing to separate the lyrics differently (i.e. Butler’s — the lyrics represent a time lapse, too)

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