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lucathiaLSK volume 2 chapter 7 is out! That means I can now write about Cloud Knight too. Time to get back to Entries 4...But for now, more Bittersweet Sweetness.
Title: Bittersweet Sweetness Part 6
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,509
Summary: Instead of receiving a brooch that dresses him in an assassin's clothes, Sun receives a trinket that switches his consciousness around with Judgment's. Now, Judgment must find out the mystery behind the Death Knight in Sun's stead. Problem is, imitating Sun's poor swordsmanship is no easy feat, and who knew what Sun was doing with Judgment's body in the meantime? Alternate telling of the end of volume 1 of the novels.
Notes: Here I thought writing the last part was hard! The hard thing about this part was trying to keep it short though, and names. Goodness, names... and too many characters. More notes at the end yet again.
Previous Part
Part 6 - Sun
Judgment's body was awesome. Mind you, I don't mean it that way. I don't have that sort of inclination! I was merely making an observation about how quick and light on his feet he was despite not even being the quickest out of the Twelve Holy Knights. I felt like I could fly!
Of course, I wasn't flying. That was just me exaggerating. If anyone actually saw the Judgment Knight flying in the air with a goofy grin, they'd probably faint.
What was happening was that I was making haste with Ice, taking long strides and marveling at how easy it was to hurry along at our inhuman speeds while our platoons followed from a ways behind us. It did feel strange that I couldn't sense any elements, like I was half blind -- I didn't know how much I relied on sensing until it was gone -- but that mattered little for someone of Judgment's caliber. If merely walking felt this great, what would it feel like to battle as Judgment? Or to leap over walls? If Judgment hadn't chosen to become a holy knight, he'd have made a very good beam-walker... ahem, I mean warrior!
As we approached, I could see a large swirl of dark aura gathering in the sky. It was thick enough to be seen by the naked eye. I swallowed and quickened my steps, hoping Blaze was unharmed. Knowing him, he had probably angered the Death Knight with his loudmouth!
I scanned the holy knights in front of me, relief flooding through me when I spotted Blaze by his flaming red hair. He looked unharmed, merely indignant, but that wasn't something that'd kill him. He was even the one to wave me over, but before he could explain to me what was going on, the wall of darkness in front of us burst out, accompanied by a bestial scream that chilled me to the bones.
I immediately pushed past the holy knights who were staring with slack jaws at the scene in front of them.
"Out of my way!" I snapped when one of them continued blocking my path. All of the holy knights around me, including the one I had snapped at, jumped at my voice. Once they saw who they were blocking, they hurriedly scooted out of my way in the blink of an eye, as if they'd get punished if they were to move any slower. They weren't worrying for nothing. If they had moved any slower, I'd make sure to remember their faces.
After they got out of my way, I was given an unobstructed view of what had transformed them into living statues. It was indeed a shocking sight, so much that I forgot all about basking in how liberating it felt to have people move out of my way with a single command, no ornate language needed.
"The Sun Knight must really hate undead creatures," one of the holy knights whispered.
If our proof was the scene before us, I couldn't agree more.
For in front of us was the "Sun Knight" who had his sword stabbed straight through the chest of the Death Knight. "Sun" had a serious expression on his face, his brows furrowed and his mouth downturned, which was actually a good thing even though his expression didn't match the normal benevolent image of the Sun Knight.
Why is it a good thing, you ask? Imagine if he were smiling widely while he had the Death Knight skewered on his sword -- he would only look like a sadist! It was better that he looked serious, especially since the Sun Knight is supposed to detest all undead creatures.
By the God of Light, Lesus, aren't you overdoing it a bit?
We'd only exchanged places for a little more than an hour, yet he'd already made a barbecue skewer out of the Death Knight.
Rivulets of darkness were oozing out from the Death Knight's wound like miasma. If anyone else had a sword protruding out of his chest, he'd be completely dead before he could even say "shit", but the Death Knight wasn't just anyone. His hands had dropped next to his side, as if he had tired from screaming in pain, but he wasn't so easily done in. I watched as the Death Knight slowly raised one hand to grip the blade in his chest, wisps of his dark aura curling around his arm.
The Death Knight stared straight at the one who had impaled him, their faces close in proximity.
"Grisia...?" He uttered in disbelief, his voice hoarse. "How could it be...? I was so sure..."
This time, it was my turn to become a living statue. Behind me, I could hear Blaze wondering the same thing -- hey, stop insulting my swordsmanship! -- except even he addressed me as Sun in his exclamations when this Death Knight had actually addressed me as Grisia.
No one moved forward because it looked like the Sun Knight had things well in hand, and everyone knew that they weren't supposed to steal the Sun Knight's prey when it came to undead creatures. I, on the other hand, was too shocked to move.
"Give up, Roland," Lesus said to the Death Knight. "There is no escape."
I started, unable to help it when more emotions were probably flying across my face than Judgment had ever displayed in public before. Roland? The Death Knight was Roland? I stared at the Death Knight, my heart almost stopping as I tried to imagine how the Death Knight would look with normal skin and normal eyes instead of his grayish-white skin and his flame-shaped eyeballs.
It was Roland.
It was Roland, and Lesus was only an inch away from turning him into dust.
At the words Lesus uttered, the flames in Roland's eyes burst out, trickling down his cheeks in black, murky trails.
"I cannot succumb to eternal sleep here."
With that, Roland grabbed his own sword.
"Protect Knight-Captain Sun!" I yelled right away, but I was too late. Lesus leaped away, letting go of his still embedded sword, but he wasn't quick enough to dodge Roland's slash.
I heard him yell out in pain and stumble. I managed to rush to his side, but everyone else got blasted away by Roland's dark aura. Only Blaze and Ice managed to stay upright.
I looked up at Roland and knew immediately what was happening before my very eyes, but I stilled, not knowing what to do. I had failed Roland, letting him die a painful death by torture. Now, I couldn't even save him from dying a second death. I was angry at him for hurting Lesus, but Lesus would be all right. My body recovered fast.
If I had been the one to run into Roland first, would I have let him escape instead of cornering him like this? What would I have done?
There was no such choice at the moment to confuse me and lead me astray. Roland was thoroughly trapped even if he kept blasting us away.
Blaze and Ice managed to join me as I drew out the Divine Judgment Sword.
"Capture him alive," I said.
After that, I didn't think -- I just let my current body move on its own.
If I had stopped to think, I probably couldn't have done it, but I managed to knock Roland to his knees, my sword slicing through his ashen skin. However, even as he screamed in pain, he kept chanting that he couldn't rest just yet. Lesus shot holy light at Roland, but it wasn't enough to pierce through the dark aura surrounding him. Tear-like markings spread from Roland's face and disappeared down his shirt, spreading across his bare arms. Blaze tried to impale him, but Roland immediately blasted him with dark aura, tossing him yards away. Ice dealt a quick blow, his Divine Ice Sword cutting into Roland's shoulders, but that wasn't enough to stop him either. Even as we battered him down, even from his position on the floor, Roland clung on, refusing to rest. The dark aura around him compressed around his body and gathered at his back. Shaken, I tried gathering holy magic to stop him, only to remember too late that I wasn't myself at the moment.
Two damn impressive dragon wings with claws at the ends unfurled from where his dark aura had gathered, knocking Ice off his feet. He flapped his wings and rose to his feet, the gravel around him flying up in the gust. Roland then opened his eyes and pulled out the sword that was still stuck in his chest, streaks of darkness bursting out the moment he slid the sword out. He threw the sword onto the floor with a clatter.
Roland had become a Death Lord. It had all happened so quickly.
Yet...I felt relieved. His power spelled doom for us, but I couldn't help but be relieved. I didn't want him to die a second death so easily. That was the only fate waiting for him with the number of holy knights surrounding him.
My relief was short-lived when Roland immediately summoned a plethora of dark creatures.
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to be continued
Um, wow. So, for each part, I have certain things I want to write about, certain phrases I want to use. Sometimes, the parts are more about Sun and Judgment's reactions to things than the actual plot (the plot is just so that they'd actually have the opportunity to react to certain situations). The point of this part was to have Sun fight against dark creatures summoned by Roland so that Sun would get to experience how it's like fighting in Judgment's body, but as you can see, I don't even get to that until the very end of the part, haha...and now Sun's POV has ended. *headdesk* So how am I going to show his experience fighting? *grumbles* Next part is Judgment's yet again, but I've already satisfied my need of writing him in battle, so I don't want to drag his part out just so I can write about Sun in battle. Looks like I'll be ending the battle in the next chapter, with no battle POV for Sun... guess I'll resort to a flashback sometime...
I have "Roland and Blaze" listed as the second scene out of nine (at the moment)...oh boy. This scene should have ended already!
Sun is just...too good at talking and thinking to himself and going on tangents!
So what exactly were the rest of the platoons doing? Let's just pretend they all got blasted away by Roland...seriously, I wrote too many people into the scene. They were just standing around and being unhelpful. -__-;; Surely that many people could have overpowered Roland...
I used inches and yards for measurement, but I don't remember what's used in the novels...
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Title: Bittersweet Sweetness Part 6
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,509
Summary: Instead of receiving a brooch that dresses him in an assassin's clothes, Sun receives a trinket that switches his consciousness around with Judgment's. Now, Judgment must find out the mystery behind the Death Knight in Sun's stead. Problem is, imitating Sun's poor swordsmanship is no easy feat, and who knew what Sun was doing with Judgment's body in the meantime? Alternate telling of the end of volume 1 of the novels.
Notes: Here I thought writing the last part was hard! The hard thing about this part was trying to keep it short though, and names. Goodness, names... and too many characters. More notes at the end yet again.
Previous Part
Part 6 - Sun
Judgment's body was awesome. Mind you, I don't mean it that way. I don't have that sort of inclination! I was merely making an observation about how quick and light on his feet he was despite not even being the quickest out of the Twelve Holy Knights. I felt like I could fly!
Of course, I wasn't flying. That was just me exaggerating. If anyone actually saw the Judgment Knight flying in the air with a goofy grin, they'd probably faint.
What was happening was that I was making haste with Ice, taking long strides and marveling at how easy it was to hurry along at our inhuman speeds while our platoons followed from a ways behind us. It did feel strange that I couldn't sense any elements, like I was half blind -- I didn't know how much I relied on sensing until it was gone -- but that mattered little for someone of Judgment's caliber. If merely walking felt this great, what would it feel like to battle as Judgment? Or to leap over walls? If Judgment hadn't chosen to become a holy knight, he'd have made a very good beam-walker... ahem, I mean warrior!
As we approached, I could see a large swirl of dark aura gathering in the sky. It was thick enough to be seen by the naked eye. I swallowed and quickened my steps, hoping Blaze was unharmed. Knowing him, he had probably angered the Death Knight with his loudmouth!
I scanned the holy knights in front of me, relief flooding through me when I spotted Blaze by his flaming red hair. He looked unharmed, merely indignant, but that wasn't something that'd kill him. He was even the one to wave me over, but before he could explain to me what was going on, the wall of darkness in front of us burst out, accompanied by a bestial scream that chilled me to the bones.
I immediately pushed past the holy knights who were staring with slack jaws at the scene in front of them.
"Out of my way!" I snapped when one of them continued blocking my path. All of the holy knights around me, including the one I had snapped at, jumped at my voice. Once they saw who they were blocking, they hurriedly scooted out of my way in the blink of an eye, as if they'd get punished if they were to move any slower. They weren't worrying for nothing. If they had moved any slower, I'd make sure to remember their faces.
After they got out of my way, I was given an unobstructed view of what had transformed them into living statues. It was indeed a shocking sight, so much that I forgot all about basking in how liberating it felt to have people move out of my way with a single command, no ornate language needed.
"The Sun Knight must really hate undead creatures," one of the holy knights whispered.
If our proof was the scene before us, I couldn't agree more.
For in front of us was the "Sun Knight" who had his sword stabbed straight through the chest of the Death Knight. "Sun" had a serious expression on his face, his brows furrowed and his mouth downturned, which was actually a good thing even though his expression didn't match the normal benevolent image of the Sun Knight.
Why is it a good thing, you ask? Imagine if he were smiling widely while he had the Death Knight skewered on his sword -- he would only look like a sadist! It was better that he looked serious, especially since the Sun Knight is supposed to detest all undead creatures.
By the God of Light, Lesus, aren't you overdoing it a bit?
We'd only exchanged places for a little more than an hour, yet he'd already made a barbecue skewer out of the Death Knight.
Rivulets of darkness were oozing out from the Death Knight's wound like miasma. If anyone else had a sword protruding out of his chest, he'd be completely dead before he could even say "shit", but the Death Knight wasn't just anyone. His hands had dropped next to his side, as if he had tired from screaming in pain, but he wasn't so easily done in. I watched as the Death Knight slowly raised one hand to grip the blade in his chest, wisps of his dark aura curling around his arm.
The Death Knight stared straight at the one who had impaled him, their faces close in proximity.
"Grisia...?" He uttered in disbelief, his voice hoarse. "How could it be...? I was so sure..."
This time, it was my turn to become a living statue. Behind me, I could hear Blaze wondering the same thing -- hey, stop insulting my swordsmanship! -- except even he addressed me as Sun in his exclamations when this Death Knight had actually addressed me as Grisia.
No one moved forward because it looked like the Sun Knight had things well in hand, and everyone knew that they weren't supposed to steal the Sun Knight's prey when it came to undead creatures. I, on the other hand, was too shocked to move.
"Give up, Roland," Lesus said to the Death Knight. "There is no escape."
I started, unable to help it when more emotions were probably flying across my face than Judgment had ever displayed in public before. Roland? The Death Knight was Roland? I stared at the Death Knight, my heart almost stopping as I tried to imagine how the Death Knight would look with normal skin and normal eyes instead of his grayish-white skin and his flame-shaped eyeballs.
It was Roland.
It was Roland, and Lesus was only an inch away from turning him into dust.
At the words Lesus uttered, the flames in Roland's eyes burst out, trickling down his cheeks in black, murky trails.
"I cannot succumb to eternal sleep here."
With that, Roland grabbed his own sword.
"Protect Knight-Captain Sun!" I yelled right away, but I was too late. Lesus leaped away, letting go of his still embedded sword, but he wasn't quick enough to dodge Roland's slash.
I heard him yell out in pain and stumble. I managed to rush to his side, but everyone else got blasted away by Roland's dark aura. Only Blaze and Ice managed to stay upright.
I looked up at Roland and knew immediately what was happening before my very eyes, but I stilled, not knowing what to do. I had failed Roland, letting him die a painful death by torture. Now, I couldn't even save him from dying a second death. I was angry at him for hurting Lesus, but Lesus would be all right. My body recovered fast.
If I had been the one to run into Roland first, would I have let him escape instead of cornering him like this? What would I have done?
There was no such choice at the moment to confuse me and lead me astray. Roland was thoroughly trapped even if he kept blasting us away.
Blaze and Ice managed to join me as I drew out the Divine Judgment Sword.
"Capture him alive," I said.
After that, I didn't think -- I just let my current body move on its own.
If I had stopped to think, I probably couldn't have done it, but I managed to knock Roland to his knees, my sword slicing through his ashen skin. However, even as he screamed in pain, he kept chanting that he couldn't rest just yet. Lesus shot holy light at Roland, but it wasn't enough to pierce through the dark aura surrounding him. Tear-like markings spread from Roland's face and disappeared down his shirt, spreading across his bare arms. Blaze tried to impale him, but Roland immediately blasted him with dark aura, tossing him yards away. Ice dealt a quick blow, his Divine Ice Sword cutting into Roland's shoulders, but that wasn't enough to stop him either. Even as we battered him down, even from his position on the floor, Roland clung on, refusing to rest. The dark aura around him compressed around his body and gathered at his back. Shaken, I tried gathering holy magic to stop him, only to remember too late that I wasn't myself at the moment.
Two damn impressive dragon wings with claws at the ends unfurled from where his dark aura had gathered, knocking Ice off his feet. He flapped his wings and rose to his feet, the gravel around him flying up in the gust. Roland then opened his eyes and pulled out the sword that was still stuck in his chest, streaks of darkness bursting out the moment he slid the sword out. He threw the sword onto the floor with a clatter.
Roland had become a Death Lord. It had all happened so quickly.
Yet...I felt relieved. His power spelled doom for us, but I couldn't help but be relieved. I didn't want him to die a second death so easily. That was the only fate waiting for him with the number of holy knights surrounding him.
My relief was short-lived when Roland immediately summoned a plethora of dark creatures.
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to be continued
Um, wow. So, for each part, I have certain things I want to write about, certain phrases I want to use. Sometimes, the parts are more about Sun and Judgment's reactions to things than the actual plot (the plot is just so that they'd actually have the opportunity to react to certain situations). The point of this part was to have Sun fight against dark creatures summoned by Roland so that Sun would get to experience how it's like fighting in Judgment's body, but as you can see, I don't even get to that until the very end of the part, haha...and now Sun's POV has ended. *headdesk* So how am I going to show his experience fighting? *grumbles* Next part is Judgment's yet again, but I've already satisfied my need of writing him in battle, so I don't want to drag his part out just so I can write about Sun in battle. Looks like I'll be ending the battle in the next chapter, with no battle POV for Sun... guess I'll resort to a flashback sometime...
I have "Roland and Blaze" listed as the second scene out of nine (at the moment)...oh boy. This scene should have ended already!
Sun is just...too good at talking and thinking to himself and going on tangents!
So what exactly were the rest of the platoons doing? Let's just pretend they all got blasted away by Roland...seriously, I wrote too many people into the scene. They were just standing around and being unhelpful. -__-;; Surely that many people could have overpowered Roland...
I used inches and yards for measurement, but I don't remember what's used in the novels...
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Date: 2011-09-16 12:13 pm (UTC)"Judgment's body was awesome."
Huh. Interesting you shoul- ahahahaha! Denies straight away!
" If anyone actually saw the Judgment Knight flying in the air with a goofy grin, they'd probably faint."
Or possibly quiver in fear, because OMG, Judgement can now fly so he can look into people's windows!!
"It did feel strange that I couldn't sense any elements, like I was half blind -- I didn't know how much I relied on sensing until it was gone -- "
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
"If Judgment hadn't chosen to become a holy knight, he'd have made a very good beam-walker... ahem, I mean warrior! "
*loves your Sun!voice*
"Knowing him, he had probably angered the Death Knight with his loudmouth!"
Haha, such the opposite of making him laugh! XDD
"they hurriedly scooted out of my way in the blink of an eye, as if they'd get punished if they were to move any slower. They weren't worrying for nothing. If they had moved any slower, I'd make sure to remember their faces. "
Heeeeee! Yep, that's totally Sun! XDDD
"Imagine if he were smiling widely while he had the Death Knight skewered on his sword -- he would only look like a sadist!"
Breaking the fourth wall~ ♥
"We'd only exchanged places for a little more than an hour, yet he'd already made a barbecue skewer out of the Death Knight."
*dies laughing*
"If anyone else had a sword protruding out of his chest, he'd be completely dead before he could even say "shit","
*continues to die laughing*
"I watched as the Death Knight slowly raised one hand to grip the blade in his chest, wisps of his dark aura curling around his arm."
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
""Grisia...?" He uttered in disbelief, his voice hoarse. "How could it be...? I was so sure..."
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
"Roland? The Death Knight was Roland?"
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
"but he wasn't quick enough to dodge Roland's slash.
I heard him yell out in pain and stumble."
Nooooo! Judgement!!
"If I had been the one to run into Roland first, would I have let him escape instead of cornering him like this? What would I have done?"
LKASDJFLASKDJ
"After that, I didn't think -- I just let my current body move on its own."
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey~~
"Tear-like markings spread from Roland's face and disappeared down his shirt, spreading across his bare arms."
WAIT. WAIT A MINUTE. :O AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!! No, he's not - is he??
"Two damn impressive dragon wings with claws at the ends unfurled from where his dark aura had gathered"
LOVE
"My relief was short-lived when Roland immediately summoned a plethora of dark creatures."
Haaaaa. Um, oops. XDDD; But - but, omg, how's this going to end and ommmmmggggggg.
"(the plot is just so that they'd actually have the opportunity to react to certain situations)."
XDDD
"Looks like I'll be ending the battle in the next chapter, with no battle POV for Sun... guess I'll resort to a flashback sometime..."
XDDDD Awwwww. Maybe Sun and Judgement talking about the differences in their bodies later on?
"Sun is just...too good at talking and thinking to himself and going on tangents!"
This is so true. XDDD
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Date: 2011-09-16 11:15 pm (UTC)Huh. Interesting you shoul- ahahahaha! Denies straight away!
Sun wouldn't be caught dead admiring a guy. =P Though hm, he does comment about how handsome Elijah is. XD; And the Son of the God of War too, I think?
Or possibly quiver in fear, because OMG, Judgement can now fly so he can look into people's windows!!
Oh gosh, looking into people's windows... that would be scary! XD;
*loves your Sun!voice*
When I write Sun, he interjects with very strange thoughts. And I abuse exclamation points, haha... Judgment is so much more down-to-earth.
Heeeeee! Yep, that's totally Sun! XDDD
Sun has a pretty good memory too, doesn't he? XD;
Breaking the fourth wall~ ♥
I was snickering when I was planning out that line, but mostly because I was imagining "Sun" grinning with his sword stuck through someone's chest. That's sadistic!
*continues to die laughing*
I might need to up the rating a bit on ffnet to accommodate for this swear word, hahahaha. XD
WAIT. WAIT A MINUTE. :O AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!! No, he's not - is he??
Oh yes he is. XD; This part was difficult since I wanted to phrase things differently than how they were described in the novels (and I realized Sun had Roland sort of isolated in the novels, giving Roland necessary time to transform, but here there's no reason why people aren't attacking all at once to stop him!). And so we have a Roland who's getting attacked every which way but still not letting that stop him... he was going to be fueled by fury, but I found that paralleled the original too closely, so he's more fueled by desperation and a need to hang on to his current existence so he can bring an end to things.
XDDDD Awwwww. Maybe Sun and Judgement talking about the differences in their bodies later on?
That could work! *___*
The next part is already not following my plans. XD;;; This fic is turning out long!
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Date: 2011-09-17 05:26 am (UTC)Yep!
"When I write Sun, he interjects with very strange thoughts. And I abuse exclamation points, haha..."
It's so much fun!
"Judgment is so much more down-to-earth."
One of them has to be. XDDD
"Sun has a pretty good memory too, doesn't he? XD;"
That he can remember the odds of him becoming the Sun Knight, uuuuh, thirteen years ago? They were chosen when they were ten?
"I was snickering when I was planning out that line, but mostly because I was imagining "Sun" grinning with his sword stuck through someone's chest. That's sadistic!"
'Here's your benevolence of the God of Light!'
"I might need to up the rating a bit on ffnet to accommodate for this swear word, hahahaha. XD"
XDD A T, I guess? *Is really bad at knowing what to rate fics*
"but here there's no reason why people aren't attacking all at once to stop him!)."
XD Yeah, apart from if the Pope or king showed up, but then more people would be desperate to get rid of the Death Knight, in case the Pope or king were killed, so that doesn't matter. XD;;
"but I found that paralleled the original too closely, so he's more fueled by desperation and a need to hang on to his current existence so he can bring an end to things."
adslkfjasdklfj D:
"The next part is already not following my plans. XD;;; This fic is turning out long!"
Yey! \o/
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Date: 2011-09-17 11:00 pm (UTC)That he can remember the odds of him becoming the Sun Knight, uuuuh, thirteen years ago? They were chosen when they were ten?
Oh yeah, that is some good memory. :3 And he can also "record" images of females too.
'Here's your benevolence of the God of Light!'
Pft!!
XDD A T, I guess? *Is really bad at knowing what to rate fics*
That's what I changed the rating to. I'm not too sure how to rate things sometimes. The different between G to PG to PG-13 isn't all that distinct to me. I mostly just go by, would I want a 13 year old to be reading this? And such... I'm often confused by movie ratings when they rate the movie higher for swearing yet sexual scenes or violence don't get as high a rating...
XD Yeah, apart from if the Pope or king showed up, but then more people would be desperate to get rid of the Death Knight, in case the Pope or king were killed, so that doesn't matter. XD;;
Hm, if the Pope or king were there, they'd be more desperate to protect them and get rid of the Death Knight. Good thing they weren't there. Would've disrupted my plans. XD
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Date: 2011-09-18 07:50 pm (UTC)"hey're pretty bare of exclamation points, haha."
Therefore, it's all balanced! XDD
"And he can also "record" images of females too. "
*sneeeeerk*
"And such... I'm often confused by movie ratings when they rate the movie higher for swearing yet sexual scenes or violence don't get as high a rating..."
Yeeeeep. And then, books seem to allow more stuff for lower ratings, if that makes sense. If it was a PG-13 in the books, it'd be a fifteen in the movies. Then again, I did watch a 12, and it had the word 'fucking' in it sooooo... Very confusing to rate. D: I think I've been under-rating most of my stuff.
"Would've disrupted my plans. XD "
More. XDDD
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Date: 2011-09-18 10:20 pm (UTC)Hm, for books, I suppose it's because it's all text instead of visuals (which are easier to tell right away whether it's graphic or not?).
I was particularly confused about how the movie The King's Speech was rated R in the US! Meaning people under 17 can't go see it. I thought it would be graphic or something, but turns out there was a scene were he swore a lot, and that was it. =/
I think my labeling for my fics should be safe. I usually label things with swearing higher. But... *rereads the ffnet rating guide* I think I should label everything at least a T. Because I generally think PG-13 would cover everything, but dang, T is only up to age 9...
"Would've disrupted my plans. XD "
More. XDDD
NOooooooo! XD
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Date: 2011-09-19 05:57 am (UTC)"I thought it would be graphic or something, but turns out there was a scene were he swore a lot, and that was it. =/"
So very confusing...
" T is only up to age 9..."
O_____o *checks* Ah, I think you grouped it wrong? There's a massive space between the picture and the explanation below it.
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Date: 2011-09-20 12:49 am (UTC)Ahhh, phew, yeah, it looks like I grouped the ffnet ratings wrong. No wonder they seemed so much on the low end! Every fic of mine would at least need to be a T if T meant people under 9 aren't allowed to read them. T for... teens? So at least 13. XD; I think of my stories as PG-13 at the most...
I feel like I've made this grouping mistake before when I looked at ffnet's rating system... this conversation sounds eerily familiar.
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Date: 2011-09-20 04:54 am (UTC)XDDD I remember us talking about T is for 13 year olds, but I'm not sure if we talked about the T being mis-read for 9 year olds.
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Date: 2011-09-20 06:10 am (UTC)Haha...if that rating applied to fanfic...you can read this fanfic as long as an adult reads it with you! *imagines some fic....* That would be majorly awkward. Fic that would be appropriate for family story-time wouldn't be rated high in the first place...
I think we had this conversation before. XD; My memory is terrible, ahhhhh.