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#1  [S/F] FFVII: An alternate reality. I don't exactly know what this is. It's a Fanfic/Story that's been going through my head lately. And what's interesting is the method I'm writing it in: blog style. yes that's right, blog. I've read some blogs lately and it peeked my interest and I thought of writing a blog for FFVII (starring Yuffie). Set in the real world, Midgard is a sub-urban city surrounded by lush redwood trees and a crystal clear lake. Actual Location, somewhere in Northern California. I'm gonna post the first part of the blog, as soon as I write it. Please note that I do not own FFVII nor any of its characters. Also it may contain some graphic content that is not suitable for minors. Parental Guidance is advised. |
04-25-2008, 04:49 PM
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| | OOC: Sorry AK. Neither Aeris nor Cloud wrote this... March 10th, 2007 Its been like two weeks since I moved here in Midgar. I'm still feeling homesick - I miss our old house and my room... anyway that's all in the past. What matters is I'm here, in one of the most modern cities in the entire world This place is huge. The main attraction of the city is a huge indoor mall/hotel building that is located at the very center of the city. I went there the other day and I was amazed by what it had to offer: various shopping stalls, an underground movie house, fine dining, you name it they have it. I haven't seen the hotel rooms yet (I didn't find an opportunity to sneek around, their security is a bit tight So like I was wandering around the mall, when this kid bumped into me. I never really cared cause he apologized, but I felt like, weird, like he was up to something, so I reached for my phone in my pocket. I noticed that my back pocket (where I put my wallet) was light. What the hell, my wallet is gone. I remembered the boy and began chasing ater him. He was about to exit the mall so I screamed out "THIEF!" pointing to him. He looked and started to run, so I chased him. (Damn he's fast) I was able to caught up with him, but he denied stealing anything from me. This lady comes up to measking if there was any trouble. She was pretty. She had green eyes, long brown hair, with curls at the end, tied in a pony. She wore a pink strapless blouse, a red blazer and white pencil skirt. She looked like a teacher but, I don't know. I told her the kid stole my wallet (but he keeps on insisting that he didn't). She asked if I'm sure and I said yes. She asked if it wasn't in my bag, and I suddenly remembered putting it in the sidepocket of my minibag. I apologized to the kid and began walking back to the mall when I stopped. I look around and it was like dark. I didn't know where I was. Last edited by Randgris; 05-23-2008 at 04:44 PM. |
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04-27-2008, 04:59 PM
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) but from what I've heard, only the rich and famous get the opportunity to check-in (mega bummer 
). If you're like me, an average, writing student, you can go to the city's public parks - there are at least 8 (OMG! 8 parks in one city 
) situated around the area. The of course there is still the slums, (which I accidently discovered after being lost for like 5 hours 
) hometo the less fortunate people.
