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Scrawled By a Raven:1 by RaineJ, literature

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Scrawled By a Raven:1

Chapter 1: Falling Back Down The Rabbit Hole ________________________________________ …I just don't get it. Something that has become routine, akin to breathing, still manages to send me into a panic. This is neither new nor unknown so I cannot find a reason as to why I feel as if I'm about to be confronted by the Bandersnatch itself... But alas, as wary as I am, the bells have rung tenfold and soon I'm about to be pulled back down the rabbit hole. It was nice to be back home for the recess I am allowed but Wonderland never rests. Time runs differently there, you know, and I cannot be gone too long… I hesitate to think what will

As a Second Language by RaineJ, literature

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As a Second Language

I don't know you As well as I think I should There are people Who've I known Not for my entire life But for pretty damn long time I know their thought process, Their history What not to mention to their parents But you. I don't know you. I don't know a single thing about you You're my friend Supposedly Yet I can't tell you Your favorite color Your favorite sport Your type of person What you do when you can't sleep I know what games you play What you want to be But I feel like it's not enough Like I don't really know you You're kind of foreign A language where I only know a couple of words So if I may If I ask you nic

What Writing is for Me by RaineJ, literature

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What Writing is for Me

"What's wrong?" "I'm frustrated and mad." "Why?" "Because I'm writing and it's not coming out right yet." "Seems fine to me. Why so much stress?" Because, "It will never live up to the others." But that's what writing is about. It's raw, incoherent, unsatisfying (always seeming to be able to be perfected), And utterly annoying and stubborn. But it's beautiful And brings upon a sense of contentment As you realize that written verbal vomit That you unconciously wrote down As your heart and soul became too much for you And you mind just upheaved them To take some burden off of your proverbial shoulders Has a rhythm and somehow b

On Being an Elephant by RaineJ, literature

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On Being an Elephant

That awkward sense Of never belonging Of never quite fitting in Forever standing to the side A nervous, half-faked smile on your face Because you don't get their inside jokes But the laughter's so contagious- They look so happy!- That you have the urge to join in You're so concerned with the ones you don't know And you hope they don't hate you for acting like Like there's even the slightest possibility that you Might be one of them You feel out a place A fish out of water would be more comfortable You're the unnecessary wheel on a sixteen-wheeler Not even needed as a spare You think you're not welcome That you know when to g

Hypothetical Questions by RaineJ, literature

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Hypothetical Questions

"Hypothetically, how able are you to fix my grades on Edline?" "What did you do now?" "Nothing, now shut up. Answer the question." "Well, 'hypothetically', I'm pretty able. It wouldn't be hard. The only issue is that it would be noticed eventually. Now which class did you screw up in?" "Sharp one, are you not? Pardon my sarcasm. The trouble is Spanish. And I didn't screw up." "This is coming from the girl who still hasn't seen Star Wars or has been to Starbucks. I thought you brought that up to an A?" "Your mom. I don't think that's supposed to be a question mark, by the way. And I don't know what happened!" "The punctuation works eith

Castle for a Reason by RaineJ, literature

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Castle for a Reason

I put up my walls, built my castle high Goddammit — it was to keep you out I had filled my moat to the brim With alligators and the like In an attempt to keep you out You merely tightrope across over the water I remove the drawbridge entrance You scale the brick wall I pour lit oil down the sides You ask me if I like your tan I line the roof with broken glass You take your wound and ask me to kiss it better I'm in a doorless room You build yourself a window in I hold a gun to your head You simply smirk I threaten you Tell you I'll pull the trigger if you don't leave me alone You put your hand around mine Squeezing and

Lonely in Third by RaineJ, literature

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Lonely in Third

With my hair brushing against the base of my neck In my comfy dark jeans In my corner of the room As the scent of vanilla and overpowering cherry blossom wafts in the air With my rebellious blue ink And a cramp in my hand Sinking into the hard chair Pushing my converse far into the ground A song faintly playing through my mind While their conversations float unwanted into my ears In my spot, I sigh and sink deeper Someone says my name and I perk up I deperk as I realize they're talking about the doe They repeat my name and I turn around with my annoyed face on Oh. Oh. Someone is talking to me. "Hey. We have homework for Chem?"

Little Girl Questions by RaineJ, literature

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Little Girl Questions

I remember the sky Wider than my hands Bluer than mama's little blue box That she said daddy got her I remember the sun Heavy on my back I remember racing after it Trying to get high enough to catch it And bring it home to momma Maybe she would stop crying I remember the flowers That were invading the house In all kinds of vases And I remember running around the house With Macie Trying to count the types While momma greeted the people with food I remember grandma staying with us Her room smelling like lavender And grandpa taking us out of the house So mama can talk to the people from the home, He said I remember getting

Circadian Works 3: The Chest by RaineJ, literature

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Circadian Works 3: The Chest

"A little boy once said that the human head weighs 7 pounds" The words popped up on the screen As I type with unusual difficulty On my old laptop "If that is so, then knowledge Must be as light as air For only 17 years of life Weighs only a single pound" My eyes drift over To the empty space to the side of me The desk that was never clean Was now lonely I ran my hand over the The dusty wood grain pattern And feeling that familiar ache in my heart 7 pounds. 1 for knowledge 6 for them Surrendering to my distraction I push away from the computer In the chair he made me And rolled backwards To the end table That used to s

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Scrawled By a Raven:1 by RaineJ, literature

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As a Second Language by RaineJ, literature

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As a Second Language

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What Writing is for Me

On Being an Elephant by RaineJ, literature

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On Being an Elephant

Hypothetical Questions by RaineJ, literature

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Castle for a Reason by RaineJ, literature

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Castle for a Reason

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Lonely in Third

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Nano 5 by elecktrum, literature

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Nano 5

Clothes Horse It was late enough that her secretaries had gone home and as per his usual habits he didn't bother to knock or announce himself, but just walked in. As per her usual habits, Mandy was at her desk finishing up paperwork. "How's the Megabot?" she asked without preamble, not looking up. If he liked one thing about Mandy, it was definitely her habit of getting straight to the point. Few things annoyed him more than minced words. "It will be ready for testing next week. Are you volunteering?" She finally looked up, surprised that he would remember her offhand comment about wanting one, and seized her chance. "Yes. I called first

Nano 4 by elecktrum, literature

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Nano 4

Communication "Dexter." He didn't bother to look at the comm cube projected beside him. "What is it, Mandy?" She glowered, but given that he directing a small army of Dexbots as they lowered armored shielding into place on the back of a newly-built Megabot, it was somewhat understandable that his attention would be focused on the task at hand. "I need to talk to you." Her words barely registered. "It could be argued that we are talking." In the back of his mind Dexter realized it had been at least two weeks since they'd last communicated. He hadn't missed her in the least. "No, you're making noise while I'm trying to make a point. This i

Nano 2 by elecktrum, literature

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Nano 2

2: Pixel "Understood." With that parting shot, Dexter gladly left Mandy in the dark as he headed back to his laboratory, his self-satisfied smirk never fading as he walked past the desks where her four secretaries worked and headed for his private elevator. He knew that Mandy would not be able to keep her curiosity in check for very long. His visits to her office were rare and always served a purpose and he gave it until noon before for her need to know drove her batty but her unnaturally high degree of stubbornness kept her from acting. He let her stew even though he had the project done an hour after leaving her. It was too much fun to i

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A Day in the Life . . . by elecktrum, literature

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A Day in the Life . . .

. . . of a Bored Goddess Coughing and gagging, Dexter pushed himself to his hands and knees, feeling bits of rubble slide off his back as he moved. Except for the swirling white dust making his eyes water and a few bumps, he seemed unharmed. He gave his head a little shake, trying to clear his senses and wincing at the all-too-familiar sound of alarms alerting his security force that he was at it again. What could have happened? He hadn't been working with anything explosive (in the conventional sense, but it was quite possible his definition of explosive material didn't match up with the definition in the dictionary) and the debris and dust

A Day in the Life . . . by elecktrum, literature

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A Day in the Life . . .

. . . of a Pair of World-Class Nerds Dexter cast a steely-eyed look over his hand of mismatched cards, considering his next move - and his opponent - with care. "I move my Derek Jeeter repro rookie card from defense to attack mode. I'm going to power him up with Pikachu, raising his batting average by one hundred, making him stronger than your Fluttershy the Queen of Hearts Disney combo creature. Derek, sic the pony. Electric slide attack." "Activate face-down card!" exclaimed Ben. "You just triggered my 1980 Empire Strikes Back trading card." "Red border?" "Yeee-up." Dexter growled. "Not an AT-AT?" "Nope. You just pissed off my Wampa,

A Day in the Life . . . by elecktrum, literature

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A Day in the Life . . .

. . . of a Powerpuff Girl "Why can't I wear this? It's what's in style right now!" "Maybe it's because you had more on when you were born," volunteered Buttercup in the spirit of not helping at all. Blossom Utonium cast her sister a smoldering look that was an inch away from cutting her down with lasers. She was modeling her new, bright pink bikini. Had she been anywhere but in the living room of their DexLabs suite, she would have caused record amounts of whiplash and traffic accidents. "Hey, I was there. Just tellin' it like it is," Buttercup defended. "There are plenty of other pretty style bathing suits, Blossom," Bubbles piped, try

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

July 6
United States
Deviant for 14 years
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Hm. I really never put something here. Oh well. The .doc I intended to put here was really out of place and will probably become a series. :shrugs: Maybe, maybe not. I have commitment and consistency problems.

Moving on... HI! I'm RaineJ, Raine, RJ, Sydney, Syd, SJ, etc., etc. Whatever works really. I'm a certain age and go to a certain school. However, if you have read my works it should be somewhat obvious.

Um, I write. And that's pretty much it. I can't draw for my life (even my stick figures are disfigured :P) and I like most artwork. I really have to clean out my favorites. It's embarrassing. I'm not picky about pictures because, hey: that's not my art so I don't know what too look for.

I wouldn't call myself a writer because I'm not all that dedicated. I feel like the title belongs to those who can actually start and get a good chunk of a story done. I am not one of those people. I always work in short short story sections.

I prefer fiction due to my problem with having to fact check and and due to the basic guide lines of logic holding me back. With non-fiction, there's gravity. With fiction, you can say, "Screw Gravity!" and alternate universe it. And then there's fan fiction...

Ums, I feel like there should be more here. But I don't know what else to tell you. I don't like to let my emotions get away from me because then I get random stuff. I stay up too late. I'm forgetful. I read WAY too much fanfiction. It's really hard to describe yourself.

I have a somewhat surprisingly low self-esteem. I mean, yes I'm a teenage girl an it should be somewhat expected with the media and peer pressure and all. But I'm not one to showcase it. I'll lie in a heart beat. I got into an argument with a friend the other day about who was more awesome-r. I fought to the death for myself but I was truly rooting for them on the inside anyway.

I don't think that was necessary me to add but I hope it explains why I take critic the way I do. I'm always dissatisfied with my writing when I finally look back on it because by then, I have become more experienced and/or my style has changed to the point where I'm embarrassed that I really once wrote like that. Usually, the dissatisfaction comes about 1 month or so later. The fog has cleared by then and I have come down from my achievement high.

So, basically: I'm RJ/SJ and I write things. Enjoy my stuff and comment, even if it's just to said that you read it.

EDIT: Yeah. dotyrose made me give in indirectly. Dammit.

Current Residence: A Blustery Municipal
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Favourite genre of music: RnB
Favourite style of art: Written
Operating System: Windows Vista (Not by choice)
MP3 player of choice: iPod Touch
Wallpaper of choice: A wicked dA pic.
Personal Quote: He who hath no expectations hath no disappointment.

Favourite Visual Artist

ATM, Alicexz

Favourite Movies

Most things funny. And horror. I´ve found a new love for horror. Dark Knight is bestest though.

Favourite TV Shows

Glee, Take the Money and Run, uhm generally Cop and Spy shows...

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

I can't just choose one!

Favourite Books

Harry Potter, Gallagher Girls, Uglies,

Favourite Writers

J.K. Rowling, John Green, Aly Carter,

Favourite Games

FusionFall, TF2

Favourite Gaming Platform

Wii and my PC

Tools of the Trade

My Keyboard? and the occasional lined paper and pen. Maybe my iPod notes thing.

Other Interests

Writing, Singing, Dancing, Laughing, Writing, Annoying, Editing, Reading, Sleeping

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RaineJ

May 7, 2011

TumbleTumble

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Do you realize That There's millions of ideas Thought but unheard? Millions of words Unsaid, unsought And those fanciful people, Places, things, and ideas Merely rot. ````````````````````` [/spontaneous poetic wording] Point is: There's a bunch of things that don't get turned into completed work. There are lines and phrases that don't match yet. And I get pretty frustrated when I can't share them. So I created a tumblr. Honestly, that's not why. That's why I'm picking mine back up. randomactsofpoeticinjustice.tumblr.com ATM, I'm in the process of adding things. New stuffs won't be up till about this time next week maybe. I went

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RaineJ

Apr 23, 2011

Daybreak (Don't Laugh)

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And in that moment, there were only three things that I was absolutely sure about. First, her name was Abigail. Second, somewhere, deep inside of her - having been cultivated since birth- she coveted a happy ending. And third, there was no chance of me giving it to her. Pfft. I'm sorry. I couldn't resist. This came into my mind while listening to the 50 Taylor Swift songs of my iPod on repeated shuffle (Don't judge me) after a few story ideas popped into my head. And I admit: I'm pretty darn close to actually doing this. Which is saying something. Just a couple of short story entries. Nothing much. And they'll mostly revolve around Ab

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RaineJ

Mar 11, 2011

How am I of all people Ghetto?

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[x] Mother. [x] Father. [ ] Step-Father. [ ] Step-Mother. [ ] Step Sister. [ ] Step Brother. [ ] Brother. [ ] Brother In Law. [ ] Sister. [ ] Sister In Law. [ ] Half sister. [ ] Half brother. [ ] Nephew. [ ] Niece. [ ] Boyfriend/Girlfriend. [x] Mobile phone. [ ] Own bathroom. [x] Own room. [ ] Have/had a swimming pool. [ ] Have/had a hot tub. [x] Guest room. [x] Living Room. [x] Own computer. [x] Own TV. [x] Flat TV. [ ] There is some big carpet at your house. Total: 9 [x] Full size/Queen bed. [ ] More than 8 pairs of shoes. [x] MP3 Player [ ] PS3 [ ] Nintendo DS. [ ] Gameboy/Advance. [ ] Gamecube. [ ] Xbox/X

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elecktrum

Jan 12, 2013

thanks for all the faves on Gat!

RaineJ

Jan 13, 2013

As a long time reader on FFN and someone without an account, I felt it was the least I could do to show my appreciation of your stories. I can't even remember when I started reading them. I want to say I came in around Haywire (for some reason I keep thinking Invisible Sun but that might be just because it's my favorite) but I started from the beginning so it's all blended together now.

Even though I've stopped playing due to my computer hating the game, you're the only thing keeping my interest in the awesome concept that the game is based on. I think you're an amazing writer and your take on all of characters you use in the series, Dexter in particular, is heart-breakingly beautiful. So, really, thank you.

I now have the sudden urge to reread the series from the beginning. Fuck.

elecktrum

Jan 18, 2013

I'll admit I haven't replied sooner because I've been happily gloating over your words of praise. It's quite wonderful for me to hear I've been instrumental in keeping your interest in FuFa. I've never played the game and at this point I never will. I totally suck at that sort of game, but what's more I don't want to change my imaginings for the AU I've created. I well and truly adore the characters, Dexter and Ben and the Professor in particular, and I find them absolutely delightful to write. I'm so glad you're enjoying my stories. thank you!

angelic0d3

Jun 24, 2012

thank you so much for the fave syd!!! ^w^

angelic0d3

Jun 12, 2012

thank you so much for the fave, syd! =3

thanks for the

thanks! ^w^ for everything.