Mm... that was perfectly horrible of me, leaving you hanging like that, ne? And the fifth chapter was so freakin short... In fact, all the chapters are getting short (probably because when I type up the story, I don't divide the chapters up on seperate pages; all five chapters are on one page, so it doesn't seem like they're that short). I didn't mean it that way ^^* I'm sorry, I really am, but that's it for part two. We'll pick up where we left off in part three, the next and final page of this trilogy.
I know, you probably hate me now. Let's see, who all died?... Waemi, Lantis, and Umi. Ooh. >.< Geez. Well, I can tell you this, they aren't the only people to die. No, don't worry, there's not a whole lot more people dying...
**sigh** Was it really that awful of me? I don't think so. I want the story this way. No, I'm not morbid. (Most of the time, that is -.-) Quite the contrary, in fact --- I'm hyper, love fluff, love all that sunshiney, rainbowy, cuddly-kitten-like goodness. I just realize that a little taste of the darker side of human nature now and then balances things out.
If I offended you by anything, I'm terribly sorry. I'm not trying to make anyone upset, I'm just writing this how I want it. But if something offended you, stop reading right now. There'll probably be things in part three that are similar to things in part two. Gomen.
Anyway... on lighter notes... How do you guys like Meline? Think she's crazy or not crazy? Only I know... and suzanami, because I'm a little snot and forced her to let me tell her a bunch of stuff about the story before I wrote it ^^* Anyhoo... yeah. How do you guys feel about Presea's (rather negative) character progression in her new identity? She's mighty heartless, ne? I know, it's terrible of me to say this, but I enjoy writing about Presea's crazy self-hate and violence. Maybe since it's a kind of vent for my own frustration. Maybe it's because Presea's such a neglected character in MKR fanfiction, and I'm turning her into the most important part of the story, even though that is a psychotically troubled woman full of rage and hate. Ooh. No good. -.-
At any rate... I really want to know what you people think. If you hated it, tell me, but do so tactfully. I will so beat you if you flame me. You have no right. I have the right to write this story how I want --- you do not have the right to criticize me over it. Boo ya.
And also, I hope I didn't cause any nasuea or depression or tears... I doubt it, but I know some people have weak stomachs, depress easily over fics, or cry easily over fics (I'm a crying-type chick myself...), and I apologize if I made you do any of those. Don't make me feel bad, por favor ^^*
Mm... Anyhoo, part three's on the way. Please be patient. I haven't begun it yet, but I'll br writing in it the next chance I get to snatch me daddy's laptoppy.
Luv and cinnamon toast crunch, and may you find peace in the gluteus maximus of the spider monkey.