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[blog] Talking to Myself

jaricchi — Sun, 23 Jul 2017 13:33:56 GMT

Date: 2017年07月22日
Title: Talking to Myself
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Hey guys. It's been awhile. I can't believe that the first thing I post in a long time is going to something like this. I don't want to depress anyone or make people feel uncomfortable, but I simply need to let it out.

Recently, a day or two ago, Linkin Park's Chester Bennington has left us. Which is, I suppose, is a kind way of saying he committed suicide. I know that I don't mention LP much here since I'm a massive Arashi fan, but I discovered LP when I was only 11 years. (~~Don't math my age, I'm ageless!~~) And I would like to talk about how much they've affected me as a writer, an artist, a daughter and a person.

It's been awhile that I've had to write something worth reading in awhile. I've not been writing as much as I've wanted, as I should. But, I'll do my best to write down how LP - how Chester has affected me when I was growing up and going through things that most people struggle with.

When I was younger, I was passionate about not liking music, in any form except for instruments. But there were only 3-4 artists/genre's I make the exception to. I listened to anything Avril Lavigne, instrumentals, Christian music and Linkin Park. Note that there are only two artists that I devoted to from the age 11. But music wasn't a big part of me then, not like it is now.

When I turned 12, quit the drama team and lingered between feeling stupid for doing so and happy to be without the additional hassle. This was the start of me losing a part of myself. I defined myself as an actress, an orator, a stage hand, without that, I didn't know what I was. I didn't define myself as an artist or a writer then. It came next year, when I entered high school and that was a new playground altogether. Same school, same upper schoolmates, but a new batch of teachers, a new and slightly-different culture.

High school was the year my all girls' school discovered and gossiped and wondered about sexuality. Studying in a private all girls' school may not be any different from a regular co-ed school, except for the part, that you know, all girls. And it didn't help that our batch, my year mates, had the most vicious, sharpest tongues that were sharpened throughout the years learning how to be the most subtle snakes in the grasses that we were.

It didn't seem like it, but bullying was rampant. I unfortunately was one of those who was bullied, subtly. You might ask, "How do you get bullied subtly?"

Let me tell you one thing, the drama of bullying you see in TV are made worse, romanticized to create reaction, for people to see. But the truth is, bullying are more subtle. The teasing that you hear, that the teachers hear, the words you think you hear in jest while you pass by the halls, that's already bullying. Those group of people making fun of someone to their face, laughing, jeering, or sneering while in complete earshot of that person? That's bullying. Making a person do something they don't want to do, making a joke to a person's expense and people join in to laugh and make even worse jokes? Yeah, that's bullying.

If a person as loud, as commanding, as "strong", as well, virtually untouchable as me, who everyone thought was so secure of myself, someone who wasn't popular but someone everyone knew by sight and/or name, who wasn't quite accepted in any groups but had good friendships with the smartest people in the year, you wouldn't think I would be bullied. But I was. I mentioned sexuality earlier. It started simple, a little mocking thing from a girl in my class that could've been counted as a childhood friend. Sorta. Thing about anyone at 12-13 is that mocking, jokes on other's expense, hurtful words, those were normal.

What wasn't normal was when she started making crude, sexual (in nature) jokes towards me. Singling me out to make jokes, lesbian comments and just hurtful, cruel comments. It was subtle, but it also wasn't. It eventually reached the ears of the teachers when I started crying during class. Me. I did a whole lot of crying that year. She and her cohorts did get suspended, because while we don't have detention or those kind of things, we escalate things very quickly. So they did get suspended.

You'd think it will get better. Okay, you're right. You weren't thinking that. It did get worse. Because instead of targeting JUST me, they started targeting my friends. That's definitely so not okay. Anyone who's close friends with a "true" scorpio will tell you how dangerous a scorpio is with revenge. So long story short. I was bullied throughout my first year in high school. While thankfully, the school kept her in another section in our second to fourth year, I still had to encounter that.

It changed me tremendously. While I've always been easy to anger and had the most dangerous tongue in my year, I was worse. I was more vicious and more close off. During my first year, that was when I discovered that I like writing. I love reading. I also didn't hate music as I thought I did. That was thanks to two factors: my English teacher and Linkin Park.

I was going through a wretched year, my thoughts were dark and getting darker as the year progressed. I've reached the point of self-mutilation, thankfully not as bad to slit my wrists. (Which I've always thought was too dramatic) I ended up keeping my nails long so that I could easily pierce the skin on my hand and arms easy. I ended getting panic attacks so bad that to keep me from screaming or crying, I had to bite my hand so hard that it bled. I ended up using the needles and pin in my sewing class to carve my last name on my hand to remind myself that I am "good", that I was a good girl, that I was a good daughter. It may sound strange, but suicide was a thought I kept twirling in my head. I avoided it by those above. I didn't want to it, I knew. But I also knew that if I was pushed, I could've done it.

Here's where Linkin Park helped me. Their songs were (to me back then) were dark and filled with self-pain and anger, and their songs reflected how I felt. I listened to them, I sang while the song played, I wrote while I listened to them and if I looped one song more than the others, only mom knows because she ended memorizing it with me. While they played on my CD player, I could feel the darker thoughts, the blazing emotions slowly drain away. Their words impacted me so much and me think of how strong, how brave and how amazing they were, able to write powerful messages that could calm my demons, my thoughts. How strong they were to keep moving forward. While I didn't want to be just like them, I knew that I wanted to grow up and be strong too.

They gave me a little nudge of strength to continue. Their powerful music partnered by a most understanding teacher who encouraged me to write, this alongside friends who never wavered and a mother who loves me best, helped me walking. And their songs till this day always never fails to help me write when I'm unable.

Play Shadow of the Day when you want some angst, if followed by Iridescent it becomes super angst. Numb/In the End if you want some thriller/action. Crawling for some murder. Yes, I'm aware they're not quite happy. But my brain is hardwired weird.

Chester Bennington had one of the most powerful voices I've ever heard. His voice and Mike Shinoda's impressive rap were one of the few things that helped me during that period. I've overcome those demons, and listening to them occasionally helps me remember why I'm strong now, why I'm able to overcome those demons. I've never had the thought or the urge to commit suicide ever since then.

That night when the news circulated that Chester died, my first reaction was a big powerful "NO". Every part of my body just wanted to refuse it. My entire refused to accept it was real. I remember just lying in bed, looking at my FB wall and going, "No, no, no. Please God no." Because while Chester ISN'T Linkin Park, he was a part of them. And while Linkin Park may move forward, it won't ever be the same. I'll continue to support them, no problem, but Chester was one piece that made them fit so well.

When I learned it was suicide, I felt like it was a huge cosmic joke. But I won't say anything against it, because he's already gone and I refuse to badmouth the dead, and he's Chester. He's the man who had one of the most powerful voices I've ever known. He's one of the men who helped make music that saved me, that continues to inspire me.

Linkin Park helped make, form and mold who I am now. I may at times not listen to them, but they were the people, the band that helped me appreciate music. Chester's voice inspired me to be strong. Mike's lyrics helped me understand that it's okay to hurt, to feel these things. The people around me helped me heal.

The day he left us is a tragedy to music, to those he left behind, and to those who are equally affected as I am.

Earlier this year, another artist I support by the name T.O.P. encountered a scary situation, however, it seemed that he isn't done yet with this world. I just feel like this year isn't starting out quite happy. It seems like there's so much tragedy going and I hope that people who are feeling their lowest allow people who want to help in.

It doesn't need to be much. Sometimes, being in the company of someone who genuinely wants to see you well and happy helps. Sometimes, it doesn't at all. That's okay. No one expects you to be okay 100% right away. But reach out if you are able, let them reach out to you in turn. Don't lock them out. Please let them in.

You know the worst thing about suicide? Leaving behind all the people you've known, all the people you've managed to touch, befriend and help, behind. They're all left behind picking up everything you've left behind and thinking, "Did I do this? Was I not doing enough? Should I have done something more?" Maybe they could, maybe they couldn't.

I'll miss Chester and his powerful voice and his music. I'll support LP in any direction they'll move forward to. I'll keep myself open to those who needs to talk or needs a friendly voice. I'll beat people up for making jokes about suicide or about who did suicide. It's not a laughing matter. It is sad and you should respect those you are affected even if you aren't.

With that, I'll end my rant. WOW. I sure wrote a whole lot. Thanks for reading it this far.

This is Jari, and thanks again for reading.
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[IMPORTANT NOTICE]

jaricchi — Sun, 14 Sep 2014 11:46:08 GMT

Date: 09-14-2014

Hi guys!

So, well I wrote it in as Important Notice. It's not really important, I just wanted to let you know that I have a shared account with one of the bff and it's this one orange_cafe.

There's not much in it, but I've been colour coding a LOT of Arashi songs lately. And I've decided to share them. And since I don't want to mix up my fanfic account and this one, I've decided to place it there.

I hope you guys will drop by there and you know, take a look at it. I also take requests for colour coding and stuff and stuff. Hopefully, I get to see you there too. :)

xJarix

I'm SORRY But I'm Still Alive

jaricchi — Thu, 28 Aug 2014 08:55:31 GMT

Date: 8/28/2014
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Hi guys! Jari here...I'm really sorry for disappearing. :(

The Last post was dated way back...November 2013... O AO! NOVEMBER!!!

I've just went through so much ...crap.. since before and after the "Super" Typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan) and my net died, my cousin died, my mom had job problems, lost my job, aunts hating and etc, etc.

I'm not here to give excuses. I'm here to apologize and beg for forgiveness and to ask you all not to hate me.

I'm really, really sorry.

To all those, I had some sort of arrangement. Allow me to PM you all one by one and let me talk with you privately and apologize personally.

This post was just to let you all know that I'm alive and I won't be disappearing soon.

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[blog] HAPPY UN-BIRTHDAY TO ME blog

jaricchi — Fri, 15 Nov 2013 15:49:28 GMT

Title: Happy Un-Birthday to Me
Date: 11/15/2013

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So basically, everyone should know that my birthday was last November 11. But I didn't get home early enough to post anything and basically, I didn't want to bother days after. But now that it's Friday, I suddenly realize the impact that I aged a year. O.O!

I'm 20 now. Yes, I'm telling all of you because it's just an age. (One that makes me feel old but what the heck) I'm 20 now and while it wasn't really a good day. It was happy enough. :)

To everyone who greeted me, thank you all. I really don't know what to write here guys, I'm just putting one for the sake of writing one. haha... Because of the Typhoon you know, my bday was sort of mixed with it, and I don't want to mix sadness with a happy event yeah. :/

wait...never mind. :P

So I'm 20. 20 .

I've reached the terrible 2's. And now I feel old. >P

But to everyone out there, happy very UN - birthday to you all~♥

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[blog] I hate FANS. PERIOD.

jaricchi — Mon, 21 Oct 2013 14:30:42 GMT

Date: 10/21/2013
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I seriously do.

I mean, I saved up an entire month's salary to buy Platina Data and then BAM! Arashi declares LOVE on sale on the fucking same day I was going to buy it online!!!!

It was the most PAINFUL experience in my ENTIRE life. Yes, more than the actual life and death situation I had just recently.

Nino or Arashi. It's like asking me whether I want Vanilla Ice cream or ICE CREAM!!! (and shut up, my metaphors are FABULOUS.)

So, yes, I OBVIOUSLY chose the ENTIRE band because Arashi. And because it had DVD. I will have to suffer not having DNA. (yes, I am making puns in my pain, it's how I cope!)

So, like, I'm PATIENTLY waiting for my copy of LOVE to arrive. (which by the way is the most PUN-ABLE Album title EVER.) Going to work like a boss in my platform shoes and J-Style Clothes (which isn't advisable because the place I work for is hot as ....a beach.)

So one day, I decide to check stuff online because free work wifi is free work wifi even if my phone sucks. (which reminds me, why is there an LJ App but doesn't let you check your messages?! no seriously, it also doesn't let you check the posts and how do you even post?! > < useless 101.) And I went on IYO TUBE, which PH joke for YOU TUBE which is really corny but anyway, being bored, I decided to be random and "check" if there was the short ver of PARADOX. Unknowing that it was just a week before release, so OBVIOUSLY. And ho and behold! There was, and kept spazzing the entire day. Which also reminds me, remind me to make blog on Korean student I had for a week that I had who was a major Arashi fan too.

P.A.R.A.D.O.X. by the way, is ONE of the HOTTEST PV's EVER. Or IS the HOTTEST PV EVER. I have fulfilled one of my ... weird wishes. to see Arashi do a hip roll in a PV. > >;

Anyway, It was hot. and then earlier this morning, I arrived SURPRISINGLY EARLY for work! WHOA~~~~~~~~~ so, yeah, WIFI~~~~

and discovered Download LINK for LOVE.

I cried.

I mean, I bought the fucking thing and am super excited to get my tiny little princess hands on it and spazz like idiot and then, WTF?! DL LINKS?! Like SERIOUSLY GUYS?! SERIOUSLY?! I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd do that too if I HAD my version of it.

But can't you at least WAIT until it's released to post them?! I totally just lost excitement and I'm PROBABLY WANTING to DL it right now. SCREW it. I am BUT I am not watching it UNTIL I...who am I kidding. /sob

I'm just so low tension right now. I'm just not...excited anymore. /sad

~Jari OUT~

PS. This wasn't supposed to be so low tension. After the recent events of Earthquakes here, (A huge one just hit while I'm typing this) I was trying for comedy, but apparently my subconscious thought otherwise. WHOA. Apparently, I'm very bitter. Hmmmm....I like that word for some odd reason.

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[blog] Dream Diary #1: Star Trek-poi Dream

jaricchi — Fri, 04 Oct 2013 14:42:36 GMT

Dream Diary Entry 01
Date: 09/29/2013
Dream Style: Star Trek-poi

I decided to enter in a few Dream Diary Blog here. I don't really have a lot to write in this, so let's make use of it. And no, I am NOT making my dreams sound cooler than they really are.

I really AM that imaginative. At 19.

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Had the strangest dream on 09/29.

I was in a Starfleet ship, the chief in charge of the weaponry and the engine. It's so odd for my dreams calling me by my real name. 'Lt Bono, your needed in the bridge.'

> >;

It was a REALLY odd dream. We were taking civilians from Earth and trying to save as many as we could because the Earth was going through Armaggedon. No. Honestly, it was.

And I was half-panicking because Nino was there as my subordinate. SUBORDINATE. He calls me Chief and spouts these scientific shit that made me instantly think of Gantz.

And it felt so real too. /shiver

I mean, the ship had too many civilians and they were in the way of my repairs. So I had to go against Captain orders and manually let the ship take off. Just as we were outside of Earth's gravitational pull, Earth exploded.

Like literally EXPLODED, l

+ike a dynamite in a watermelon EXPLODE.

So I was thrown to edge of the bridge thing and caught my leg on the steel bars and I am not shitting you that my leg physically still hurts.

So the ship's name was known to me when my dream counterpart screamed at the Captain that I couldn't handle these stupid civilians poking around. "I don't know what you think, Captain but I can't fucking repair the USS STORM HEAD when all these UNCLASS BARBARIANS are poking around in EVERYTHING, giving me FUCKING ADVICE on how to REPAIR MY GOD DAMN SHIP!"

...yeah, my dream counterpart was bad ass.

And yes, I am quoting because I have awesome selective memory.

Sho was Chief of Communications, and the Liaison for the Japanese Community still living.

Jun was Head of Medical Bay. My bestfriend, whose in Australia, was there as his Head Nurse and being bitchy because they don't get along. Aiba was my Head Mechanic and we suprisingly get along. As long as he doesn't touch my engine. And then there was Ohno.

I really didn't know what he was. Until we were underattack, because apparently he was the First Mate.

And my mom was a lieutenant in charge of steering the ship. O O!

Yeah. My MOM who can't even drive a car, DRIVE a SPACE SHIP. THE IRONY

> >;

It was so surreal.

The only reason I woke up was because there was an explosion in the engine room and something heavy fell on me. Well technically, I woke up because the Captain was my REAL FATHER and he was panicking over me.

I woke up because it made me panic. > >

Okay. So this was my subconcious telling me that I should do a STAR TREK marathon. OTL

#end rant transmission

P.S. If anyone cares (or read my previous journal), it's okay now. I have a new job. I start Monday. :D Thank you so much all for the support. :) I really appreciate it (you know who you are). Thank you thank you thank you~~~<3

And if your curious, I'll be teaching Japanese pepz how to speak proper English. :D So I'm excited and scared at the same time! Thank you so much all. :) [am now setting my alarm to 5.15 am to get to work at 8 this Monday. shit.]

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[blog] I am STILL alive, people! A L I V E !

jaricchi — Fri, 19 Jul 2013 10:58:36 GMT

Title: I am STILL alive, people! A L I V E !
Date: 07/19/2013

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I know some of you don't really care, and in all honesty, I wouldn't too but I feel like i should let it all out. So here's theis journal.

I literally arrived just from the hospital.

S U P R I S E !

Apparently, after 5 days of bitching about this damn fever that left me with no room for appetite and unexplainable stomach cramps and pounding headache, my mom thought it was time for me to head to the hospital. So last Monday 07/15, we went to the hospital at 5-something am. And by noon that day, the doctor's discovered that I had DENGUE.

/cue *egasp* moment

My mom panicked. I went back to sleep. (and I was irritable because the nurses kept WAking me up and the doctor's were all idiots-I mean, INTERNS that are like mushrooms that pop up around you asking you the same bloody questions every friggin 5 minutes!)

Overall, the experience was new and I hated every single moment.

...what? It was a hospital, you never enjoy the experience.

you get woken up at the most ungodly hour because they need to check your bloody vitals. I'M BREATHING, NURSE, I Don't HAVE A FEVER---take THOSE VITALS AND.....................................!

and my right arm looks like a corpse, the MedTech People have developed the Dracula. Taking blood from the same arm in the same spot in the same vein.

My right arm has withered and needs to be watered.

And three instances, my IV has run DRY to the point that my BLOOD flowed out.

THREE. TIMES.

Seriously.

And my I couldn't BRUSH MY TEETH for fear I'll bleed to death. No, seriously, they were afraid I would wound my gums and THAT would affect my platelet count.

so today I SCREAM F R E E D O M ! :P

And it's good to be back. :)

(in other news, I had a legitimate reason to be absent from work. Am glad. ;D --until I see my pay cheque. O.O!)

#end rant transmission~♫

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[blog] I need to share this absolutely lovely fan fiction!

jaricchi — Thu, 27 Jun 2013 12:13:11 GMT

Title: I need to share this absolutely lovely fan fiction!
Date: 06/27/2013

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First of, I need to tell you it's NOT an ARASHI fic. Yes, I know that most of the things I wrote here are COMING from Arashi (it is the main reason why I opened another LJ account) BUT they are not the only FANDOM I actually read. I am active MAINLY in LJ but I also do have FF.NET w/c I now mainly use for reading and commenting. (If you have come across a writer under the pen name: TSUKI NO AKEBONO, I do deeply apologize for my works, they are deeply embarrassing.) So I have a tendency to read the writer's profile and wtnot in FF and I usually look at their other works if I recognize them and I start reading them (and I move to the their favourite works and read them. Yes, I stalk. /shrug)

SECOND OF, the story is a little dark but it's absolutely gorgeous and it's desperately SAD. I have iterated in the past that I am a tough cookie. I can't cry. But amazingly, I did! 8D And that's why I love it! (that and it brought my mother instincts out so much that I approve.)

Third of, I don't suggest you read this story UNLESS you know the story of The Hunger Games. Because it's a fanfiction of that story. Though it's only really about the first book but I think it's gorgeous. :)

The story is called How Rue Became the Mockingjay by aimmyarrowshigh (yes, the fics in FF but I discovered she's got an LJ too, DEAL.)

She's got a comm called higherarrowsfic (which I promise myself I will stalk at a later date.)

So there you have it. I really just needed to get this out my system because I really couldn't sleep without promoting this FANTASMIC story. Yes, it's FANTASMIC. :)

SO without further ado, thank you for your consideration. ;)

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[blog] Mind Organizing: HELP WANTED

jaricchi — Thu, 02 May 2013 09:53:31 GMT

Title: Mind Organizing: HELP WANTED
Date: 05/02/2013

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HELP.

I'm so distracted I don't know what to write. Or rather, I've got so much to write, I don't know WHAT to write.

...that and my unhealthy obsession to make Sho a girl. 8P

All the plots I have raging in my head are pretty dark right now, so I don't think I should write them. AT ALL. (I think it's because of the HP fanfics I'm reading. They're all to dark and full of politics I can't even../shot)

I'm willing to rant what plots I need to write, if you're up for the job. xD Comment, or PM me (as long as it doesn't get lost in my Inbox somewhere), I'll be more than willing to chat it up with you. 83

so here we go.

MIND ORGANIZING: HELP WANTED!
Requirements Include:
*The ability to patient
*you must like to read long rants
*the ability to bite back if Master---cough, excuse me---employer snaps
*you must like to read. period.
*able to converse in english. the only known language that employer can write in (speaking is a diff matter all together. since this is lj, reading in eng is a plus)

For More Information: PLEASE contact jaricchi for more information!
To submit your HELP: Please either, comment in this entry or PM jaricchi

THANK YOU for taking time. Feel free to disagree, I mean, leave the entry. :) Thanks for the time.

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[blog] A Promise

jaricchi — Thu, 21 Mar 2013 17:12:45 GMT

Title: A Promise
Date: 03/22/2013

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I so definitely enjoy watching Arashi's Concert Videos. It is all so fascinating!

And their mannerisms are rubbing off on me.

Seriously though, my best friend and I once promised (though we're not talking to each other right now) that in our next lives (yes, we believe in reincarnations) we would be born Japanese.

And m a l e .

You want to know why?

Because we want to join JE and experience the things that makes one an idol.

Seriously, you look at all their activities and would say, "Aaah~ they're lives are a different kind of stress" And quite honestly, I want to experience it.

hahaha

What? I'm crazy that way.

I want to experience singing and dancing and being high tension in front of 70 000 thousand people (oops, redundant! xDD). I want to experience that tight camaraderie that they share (though I quite understand that Arashi is a huge exception to the other JE boy bands). I'm not in it for the fans and the god-like awe they hold for them (that's seriously creepy), I'm more into the fact I want to experience that CLOSE KNIT friendship they have, though partly I want to figure out HOW MUCH THEY REALLY EARN too. (What? A woman's gotta eat too right?)

>///<;

Yes, I know. hahaha

Now that I'm watching Nino's solo (goosebumps by the way), I cry. Because really, if I didn't know he was single. And if he wasn't, seriously, it's really a beautiful song to dedicate to a woman.

Okay, back to the real topic at hand. (Sorry, watching a Concert DVD, a little distracted)

I don't want to sound petty and say I want to be part of JE because I want to be famous, rich and fabulous. Because really, that's not the main reason I want to be one. (Yes, I admit that being famous, rich and fabulous is VERY very tempting). I'm very much like Sho (the 6 year old Sho) who once said that is shy but wants to stand out. And yes, I'm like that. (though wanting to join JE to become famous, rich and fabulous sounds like an awesome manga character. xD)

If you follow my fics, I'm a praise whore. I LIKE it when people praise me, it's just that I'm so not used to it, I don't know how to respond. (While I was at work, I had a customer that praised me so much I was left literally fluster, I didn't know how to respond and was left speechless for seconds!--and that's not something that should be done in my line of job, silence is very bad)

When I do something really cool--which I think is cool and awesome and praise worthy--- I show it off, but if doesn't get the notice I think it deserves, I get dejected and will LITERALLY stop (because I think I'm a horrid waste of space and have no absolute talent) until I get the urge once more.

So yes, that's why I'm not writing as of this time. :P

But we're moving out of topic, we were talking about wanting to become JE in the next life right? Yeah? Okay.

And it's creepy, because really, I have group names in my head. And how many members should there be in it. I have orginal lyrics and tunes that I have written down and recorded (it just needs to be transposed into Japanese, xD YES. THEY BE IN ENGLISH.)

I would find it REALLY creepy if they were to follow me in the next life and that the reason why I joined JE was because "BOKU WA ARASHI NO DAI FAN DESU! SKI WA SAKURAI SHO-SAN!" /facepalm

No. Seriously, that's a really scary thought! xDDD (a boy of 10?11?12? years of age, with a helmet head and huge glasses in baggy clothes coming in front of who ever is the president during that future and introduces himself as such with a cute voice and a determined scowl. Okay, in second thought, that's cute.)

But anyway, I just really wanted to share what I want to be in my next life. haha

By the way, do you want to join me? *wink* Thanks for reading thus far!

#end rant transmission (does anyone notice I keep doing this?! I'm annoyed with myself. XDD Some one complain so I'd stop!)

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[blog] Best Thing Ever

jaricchi — Sat, 16 Mar 2013 07:04:11 GMT

Title: Best Thing Ever
Date: 03/16/2013

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When I watched Meteor Garden, I fell in love with the Taiwanese F4. I was 10 then.

When I was 15, my best friend told me it was originally in Japanese. I stalked my favourite DVD Store and bugged them if they had a copy that was NOT in tagalog. And they did.

I fell in love (unfortunately, not with Jun XD).

I watched Gokusen 1 after that, she told me that the 2 boys I liked in HanaDan were there. And I squealed with joy to see Oguri Shun again. And grumbled when I told her that MatsuJun looked younger in HanaDan even though it was a later drama.

I used to comment that Dao Ming Si was a gorilla and Domyoji Tsukasa was a monkey. We remember falling apart giggling over my descriptions. xDD

I remember doodling in the middle of class the differences. My journal/diary was an utter mess because of that. (yes I used to carry one around, and I am not ashamed verdamt) It was such good fun.

Then we got busy, I forgot about the fact she told me that Jun was in a band. (It was funny how I used to mix up Shun and Jun's name just because they rhymed)

My best friend bought a jap mag and I stole the Arashi pin up without realizing I'd be obsessed with them in the future. I just bought it because Jun was in it. We were going through the mag and I squealed in delight when I saw Shun in the mag. One of the smaller colorless pictures, but he was there, making Jun laugh. I think it was a drama shooting. One where Jun was REALLY TANNNNNNNNNN, he was supposed to be half-Pinoy? Yeah that. My best friend laughed at me then and told I had to keen an eye, she NEVER noticed Shun there.

And from there, I subconsciously started pairing Shun x Jun. Yes. I know. haha

She TRIED to introduce me to Hey! Say! Jump and Arashi, let's just say I wasn't interested. But I admitted that Yamada Ryousuke was cute. Tiny but cute.

But when graduation was around the corner, we got busy. So I completely forgot about it.

We completely got separated for a year and some odd months. She went to UP Cebu. I went to UC-Banilad. But that was okay, by some strange fate we met up again and it was almost as if we never got separated.

I slept over and made me watch Tokujo Kabachi! And I fell in love with Sakurai Sho. She then introduced me to Arashi, and I was shocked to see Jun in it! So let's just say I got hooked.

So yes, I be proud to be a SHO-BAIT. Even though she was a JUN-BAIT. ahahaha XD

Gawd. It's been a long journey with Arashi hasn't it. And to think, they've been with each other longer.

At first, I found their songs annoying, because really. My type of music before was LINKIN PARK. LINKIN PARK! It's contemporary alternative ROCK. And Arashi was seriously CONTEMPORARY ALTERNATIVE JAPANESE POP. J POP!

Even the Jap music I listen to is not very JPOP. I mean come on, Asian Kungfu Generation? Gackt? But I warmed up to them when I heard Truth.

Yes, I know. TRUTH~♫ Favorite song ever. And now, I have to admit, their songs are very poetic and good. My Japanese may be nonexistent but even I can get the gist of the song. I really love Sirius and Koe (Koe is my comfort song). And One Love is the best love song ever. I love songs that have the concept of time. [hyaku nen saki mo ai wo chikau yo kimi wa boku no subete sa aishiteiru tada aishiteru onaji asu yakushoku shiyou]

It's beautiful. /sobs dramatically

Then my best friend introduced me to 2 other bands, HSJ and NEWS. Let's just say I jumped between loves. I fell in love with Chinen Yuuri (NOT.A.WORD) then she jokingly told me that she KNEW I would fall in love with TEGOSHI YUYA. I GM-ed (Group Message) that to my friends. One of my good friends texted me back, "Jari WTHELL did ***a do to you?! You're jumping from one guy to another in a span of 3 months." XD L O L

Anyway, I don't know why but I woke and realized I was inlove Nino.

Don't get me wrong, my ichiban will still forever be Sho. It's just that I'd rather marry and fall in love with Nino. I think I'm subconsciously not falling in love with Sho because my best friend claimed him first. haha

So the point is they're the best thing that happened to me. According to my mom, she's not certain if it's a good thing that now I'm obsessed with real men. (HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE OTAKU before) I used to be offended to be called a FAN GIRL, because excuse me, I'm not a FAN GIRL but an OTAKU/FUJOSHI but now look at me. I get offended being called an OTAKU because pleaseeeeeeeee, I'm a FAN GIRL.

And to think my best introduced Arashi with it's pairs first! xDDD She told me Ohmiya was the best seller, but that didn't sit well with me. Then she showed me Yama and Sakumoto and Sakuraiba. It didn't take long when I wrote my first fanfic (which I never encoded and shared, remind me to show you that crack haha) and from there my second, third and now I'm a continuous Arashi Writer. (Here's to hoping I graduate from writing fanfiction and write my own book /sob). I don't regret spending my ideas for this fandom. They are worth everything.

I spent most of my early first salary for mags and the POPCORN ALBUM. I REGRET NOTHING. NOTHING.

And I don't regret spending so much for this fandom. Thank you for reading this. I just had to because after reading shilriarizz's own post made me want to write my own history of knowing ARASHI. Anyway, I wanted to rant without you know writing a serious plot and something really dark, so here it is. wahahaha

again, thanks for reading thus far. ^ ^~♫ May you all have a happy Arashi filled day! Now I'm off to work. okay not yet, but I be preparing for it. I be working from 5.30 pm to 2.30 am. Ja matta~♥

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[Master List] 30 Day OTP Challenge Masterlist

jaricchi — Fri, 01 Mar 2013 04:57:39 GMT

TITLE: 30 DAY OTP CHALLENGE MASTERLIST
EDIT DATE: 03/01/2013
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DAY ONE: "HOLDING HANDS" (Yama) [03/01/2013]
DAY TWO: "CUDDLING SOMEWHERE" (Yama) [03/02/2013]
DAY THREE: "WATCHING A MOVIE" (Sakumoto) [03/03/2013]
DAY FOUR: "ON A DATE" (Sakumoto) [03/04/2013]
DAY FIVE: "KISSING" (Yama) [03/05/2013]
DAY SIX: "Wearing each other's clothes" (Yama) [03/06/2013]
DAY SEVEN: "COSPLAY" (Sakumiya) [03/07/2013]

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[REQUEST/PROMPTS accepted]

jaricchi — Thu, 14 Feb 2013 07:28:22 GMT

Title: Desperation Maximum aka REQUESTS/PROMPTS are now open
Date: 02/14/2013

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So, here's the thing. I wrote a brilliant story (Gantz), no use denying it wasn't. And no, I'm not being pig-headed just because of that, I'm simply stating I LIKE how it turned out.

So now that I finished. I seem to find myself in a pickle.

I ran out of things to write. Brilliant isn't it? For a writer, it's hell.

No it's not like the time I lost my muse. I, in fact, want to write. Hell, inspiration is THERE. But, the ideas are not.

SO, NO. It is not Writer's block damn it.

So I am accepting PROMPTS/REQUESTS (I never did this before, seeing as I never ran out of ideas. But now that I have, I'll need your help). Please note, I follow Arashi a whole lot, and mostly would prefer to write for that Fandom. But I wouldn't mind writing ANYTHING at this point. Anime/Manga/DRAMA/BOOK/MOVIE. If I know the story/characters, it would defeat the point of fan fiction if I wrote something I don't recognize. :P It would turn into an original story. 8P

Just please follow format. It makes it loads easier for me to note the important things for me to write the story.

FANDOM
GENRE
PLOT/IDEA/WHAT BASICALLY HAPPENS IN STORY
PAIRING if ever
DRAMA (if ever it was a drama X-OVER)

Now. I'll provide an example of the format above.

FANDOM ARASHI
GENRE [Drama? Angst?]
PLOT/IDEA/WHAT BASICALLY HAPPENS IN STORY (Sho walks in to Nino and Ohno fighting. over him. >3 I don't mind what happens at the end, as long as that happens.)
PAIRINGS (Up to you? It could well be a Yama/Sakumiya or it could end up a SHOMIYA because I know you like that. >D )
DRAMA (if ever it was a drama X-OVER) Uh....none?

Something of that nature, please don't make me write PORN. I CAN'T write porn without blushing every 5 second. I could very well write it true, but it will take me forever. So if you don't mind waiting, I don't mind writing.

And if I very well don't know the fandom, I'll let you know kay?

Oh, and if the pairing were to be with an OC, please include OC's personality, general features and how the OC fell inlove with said pair. If I need anything else, I'll let you know. :D

Thanks guys, hope there's a response.

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[MASTER LIST]

jaricchi — Wed, 06 Feb 2013 11:55:56 GMT

[ MASTER LIST ]

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ORIGINAL FICTION

01. HIDDEN: A Hide & Seek Story [ON-GOING]
00 || 001 ||

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FAN FICTION

***ARASHI***

*SERIES*

01. GANTZ SERIES (ARASHI Real Life x Gantz X-Over) [COMPLETE]
|| Commitment || Existence || Sacrifice || Emptiness || Beginnings || Endings || Revelations ||

02. Storm of Leverage: The Beginning (BASED OF the TV show LEVERAGE) [ON-GOING]
|| 00 || 01 ||

03. Faith (Genderbent!Sho & Aiba) {MAIN: Yama & Matsuba; past Sakumoto} [COMPLETE]
|| 01 || 02 ||

04. BROKEN ANALOGY (Series of One-shots surrounded Nino and Sho's relationship){MAIN: Broken!Sakumiya} [COMPLETE]
|| Perseverance || Defeated || Devastated ||

05. Avenger Arashi Series (Avengers!Arashi) [ON-GOING]
|| CODE: STORM || CODE: INITIATION ||

06. PICKING UP STRAYS SERIES (MAIN: Yama) [ON-GOING]
|| RIGHT DECISIONS || SECOND STRAY ||

07. Faith: BEFORE & BEYOND (Genderbent!Sho & Aiba) {MAIN: Yama & Matsuba; past Sakumoto; one-sided Ohmiya} [ON-GOING]
|| THE WEDDING ||

08. Wives Tale (Arashi x OC pairings) [ON-GOING]
|| Nino's WIFE || Sho's WIFE || J's WIFE ||

09. Twisted Loyalties (Super Power!Arashi) {2 LINKS} [ON-GOING]
|| Burning Fire ||

**ONE-SHOTS**

~NO PAIR/OT5/OTHER PAIR

01. My Dreams Lie in Their Eyes [OT5] (07/07/2012)
02. Yesterday's Memories [OT5] (11/19/2012)
03. Yesterday's Memories: The Alternate Tomorrow [OT5, Yama] (03/15/2013)
04. In Their Hands (12/10/2012)
05. The SPARKOL METER by Kato Shigeaki [slight NEWS!SHIGE x Sho] (01/08/2013)

~YAMA

01. Five Times Sho Refused to Learn How to Cook + One Time He Did (03/13/2012)
02. Five Times Sho and Satoshi Cuddled in the Green Room (03/13/2012)
03. Jun's Flight (12/10/2012)
04. We'll Meet Again (12/29/2012)
05. Dreams (01/01/2013)
06. Possession (02/21/2013)

~SAKUMIYA

01. Our Own (01/08/2013)

~SAKUMOTO
01. Dangerous Game (04/06/2013)

***DRABBLE***

~YAMA

01. Ten Words (10/25/2012)
02. Magic & Love (12/10/2012)
03. Magic & Love: Returned (12/10/2012)

~SAKUMOTO

01. Connections (11/20/2012)

~SHOMIYA

01. The Bar (12/10/2012)

~OT5/NO PAIR/OTHER PAIR/MULTIPLE PAIR

01. Text Message (11/22/2012) [No Definite Pair]
02. New Year Promises (01/01/2013) [(Arashi)? x Sho]
03. Bitter (01/01/2013) [Sho x Arashi]
04. MULTIPLE DRABBLES (02/14/2013) [Sho-centric Pairs (Arashi Only)]

***ANIME***

+++PRINCE OF TENNIS+++

*SERIES*

01. SHADOW OF THE DAY (ORIGINALLY POSTED IN FF.NET) [COMPLETE]
|| PROLOGUE || CARDS AND FLOWERS || WILL EMBRACE MY WORLD IN GREY ||

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GIFS

I'm confused.

So this will have to do.

THE PLACE I STUFF MY GIF aka my D.A. account
***click the harmless link above***

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[GIF] Because I Support Yama

jaricchi — Fri, 11 Jan 2013 09:29:42 GMT

Have a Heart.

♥

A YAMA Heart. ^^~♥

[GIF] It's funny

jaricchi — Fri, 11 Jan 2013 09:20:17 GMT

That people comment on the Sho GIF than my actual Fics.

XD Not complaining though~

I Love this dance.

Any one's eyes go to the bulge on the man in the middle? xD

[GIF] Presenting. . .

jaricchi — Wed, 09 Jan 2013 06:14:13 GMT

. . .The Infamous Sakurai Hip Thrust

DROOL BABY DROOL! xD

[GIF] Because I am HIGH . . .

jaricchi — Tue, 08 Jan 2013 04:41:11 GMT

ENJOY THAT ASS!

Viva Ala ASS!
;D

[blog] 20 Reasons To Hate Cosplay

jaricchi — Sat, 22 Dec 2012 16:23:36 GMT

Rant: "20 Reasons Why Cosplay Should Be Hated..."
xxxDO NOT READ UNLESS INTERESTEDxxx

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~~...but can't~~

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(I wrote this way, way back 2010 when I started cosplaying, but I'm on haitus honestly, but this is just for fun, please don't take this on OFFENSE)

1. You constantly worry about the next cosplay event.

2. Until you realize that you can't go.

3. And even if you could go, you worry about what to wear regular HUMAN clothes or Impossible costumes that makes even YOU cringe in distaste. (But this usually just happens if you don't have a list of what to cosplay)

4. And even if you decide to cosplay, you start wondering how to get the cash...

5. Then you need to find means and ways to wriggle it away from your mother's hands.

6. You discover that AFTER the event, you find your wallet's LITERALLY empty and ripped. and start to wonder, was it because of the snacks? or the wig? or the costume? or the contacts that came from somewhere out there not in the Philippines --& it’s never the costume--

7. And now you start to wonder how to get home...

8. On the day of the event, you fuss a lot worrying if you should wear your outfit going to the designated area or change in the designated area.

9. If you decide to change in the designated area, you realize you need to carry a bag. A big ass bag that would DEFINITELY get in the way of your cosplay.

10. If you decide to wear it going to the designated area, you need to suffer the stares, whispers and odd ogling (in cases of sexy outfits)

11. Because of NUMBER 10, begin to worry about what to ride. The CHEAP, stuffy, hot, make up disturbing, damaging jeepney, or the EXPENSIVE, relaxing, cool, make up preserving, convenient Taxi Cab. In the end, we know that the taxi always wins. Bye-bye wallet...

12. Then there’s the event itself...oh god the crowd. Need I say more?

13. And with the crowd, comes forth the fans.

14. With the fans, comes the cameras. And the constant worry. "Is why wig on right?" or "Sheet. I think my make up's running" and the never ending "Pwede pa-picture?" leaving you no time to roam sit down or eat.

15. In accordance to number 14, it is the JOB of a cosplayer to walk around, pose, smile (or do whatever facial expression that befits your character) and stand for hours at a time with no rest just simply to SHOW OFF your less than fabulous outfits. But damn is it worth it. XD

16. In connection of numbers 14 & 15, the fact that your *cough*fans*cough* stalk you and can't even walk 5 FRIGGIN steps without someone approaching to ask for a picture. Though it means you've done a brilliant job and should be flattered. But then...it can be EXCRUCIATINGLY annoying...

17. You can't walk anywhere without people looking at you as if you've gone either mad, delusional or simply out of your mind. Either at your outfit, face or your body (when you're cosplaying EXTREMELY skimpy clothes).

18. You need to be in character when a camera goes off. Which is in every 5 seconds.

19. Your costume gets in the way of EVERYTHING. Walking, Eating, Posing, Standing, Sitting, CR-ing, and most importantly--breathing. (for the costumes that are made of Paper Mache rather than cloth like Al in FMA, and gaming characters or Gundams or even the most ridiculous...Transformers...)

And the LAST reason why cosplay HAS to be hated is...

THE all important---number 20.
It's very addictive. Like a drug or a cigarette. Once you started/tried it, you CAN'T seem to stop.

BY jaricchi
Warning: PLEASE, if you were slightly amused, PLEASE state where you got it & by whom, because if I find out that YOU took this as your own. I will be out for blood.Not to scare you or anything, but it's seriously not cool to steal other people's works as your own.)

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#endranttransmission

(00/??) Hidden: A Hide & Seek Story

jaricchi — Fri, 21 Dec 2012 06:50:42 GMT

TITLE: Hidden; a Hide & Seek Story
AUTHOR: jaricchi
RATING: PG-13
GENRE: Mystery/Adventure
TYPE: Chaptered(00/??)
SUMMARY: Hidden was once an internet game that took the world by storm, but it was shut down by the man who made it; the Maker. Three years has passed and the game is once again open to the public, but the game has long evolved from the two dimensional setting it once was. The game was now introduced in reality, where one there are Seekers and there are the Hidden. The Seekers had to find one of their own before the others do. This is why it was called Hidden.

Author's Note: I know it's an original story, I've had this in my arsenal since forever and I desperately am in need of other people's opinion. Please note that it's a LOT harder to write an original fiction than fan fiction. After all, you have to make your own characters. That alone is hard. /sob And you need to keep the story within plot limits, not over doing it. Sort of like fan fiction, but the characters are yours.

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Hidden

=Prologue=

Hidden was once an internet game that took the world by storm. No one knew where it came from, where it began, or who made it. All that was known was that to get in, one must receive an email of acceptance. There was no way to play without. The game secrets were well kept.

The Maker; the man behind Hidden, shut the game down for good when people started to hack his system and the police began to become suspicious.

For 3 years, Hidden became stuff of legends. A myth in the internet world—no actual concrete proof stating that it had existed except for stories that roamed around it.

And now, after three long years of hibernation, Hidden was once again back in the open.

Only this time, it was not trapped in the confines of the internet. The game had become part of reality.

And it was deadlier than ever.

Hidden had taken a whole new level. Literally.

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Candidate one

Simon Glades walked out the building in cold sweat, having successfully evading his persistent female colleagues; who refused to understand the phrase “not-interested”. He shivered slightly as the cool air that hit him and began walking towards the company parking lot quickly, pausing when his phone began to ring.

He groaned and rolled his eyes for the nth time that night. Why couldn’t Andrew understand what “I’m-coming-just-wait-you-ass” means?! He took a peak at what his friend wrote this time and blinked in surprise.

The message didn’t come from him or any of his friends he was meeting that night. It came from an unknown number—but that in itself was not the most surprising thing. It was the message that he received.

From: Hidden Number—
Topic: Would you like to play a game? :D

Message:

Congratulations!

Among millions of randomly generated phone numbers, you were the CHOSEN ONE!
Please be noted that this is NOT a hoax and that your decision affects your role in the game. I’m sorry to inform you that whether or not you choose to participate or ignore this mail, you will still be entitled to play this game. :(

HOWEVER!
If you willingly participate, your role may not be so UNLUCKY~! :D

Before you reply, please be informed that the game that you will be WILLINGLY or UNWILLINGLY joining is called “HIDDEN”. >D

The most hidden, well-sought, and protected internet game of all times is back and fully operational, except this time…

It’s not just 3D.

And without further ado, decide your fate.

Y? N?

Simon raised a mocking brow at the message before him. Was this some sort of joke? Another one of those encrypted messages Anthony sends out?

Or may be its one of those trial thingies he always does. But either way, how was he supposed to respond to that?!

Call him crazy, but he had a bad feeling about it. He decided on the cautious approach and sent a quick message, just to see if there was some sort of reply.

To: Unknown Number
Topic: ? ? ?

Message:

Is this some sort of joke?

He received a reply almost immediately. He gaped at the message before him.

From:Unknown Number
Topic: Nope.

Message:

Nope. Have you decided on your reply?

Simon glared at his phone and sighed. What the heck.

To: Unknown Number
Topic: What the heck…

Message:

I accept.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he received yet another mail.

From: Unknown Number
Topic: Joyous!

Message:

Brilliant! I am pleased that you have accepted! :D

If there are people out there that you wish to include in your misery, please forward their names. Await another mail for further instructions~

And proceed to delete any mail in this number. I will no longer be using it again. >3
-The Maker-

Simon stared at the screen and raised his brow. Seriously, that’s it?! He thought back. If he wanted people to be with him in his misery, he thought of his parents and shook his head. Why include them? It wasn’t like they were around much. His sister, maybe? No. she was pregnant with her second child. He wasn’t that cruel.

Then it struck him.

His group of friends. Yes, he definitely wants them around.

To: Unknown Number
Topic: friends

Message:

After this message, I will delete everything.

As for people who should join me in my misery, I have four candidates. Would that be alright?

Hubert Lode
Rafael Sinclair
Andrew Dukes
Michael Mitchells

After pressing send, he proceeded to delete all previous mails. He felt compelled for some reason, and technically, it scared him, but he was a Glades.

Glades barely knew what fear meant. This feeling was new to him, and it was not good. Just as he deleted all the mail, his phone gave a ring.

From: Encrypted
Topic: Accepted

Message:

I have searched them out. They are more than acceptable to play this game with you. Their acceptance message is sent to them. How they reply will make their role in the game much easier or harder. Pray for good responses.

Delete this mail after reading.

Do not reply to this encrypted number.

Do not attempt to call me. I will call you.

-The Maker-

This was getting weirder and weirder. Simon shook his head and stuffed his phone in his bag. He turned on his ignition and left the parking lot. On his way to the pub, his eyes widened in realization, what the hell did he bring the guys into!

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Candidate two

Rafael Jude Sinclair was walking towards the pub his friends had agreed on. He had absolutely had no say on the matter. It was probably because he was too busy to actually respond to any of their calls. He felt guilty about that but it couldn’t be helped. Life as a model wasn’t easy. The only friend he actually saw in a daily basis was Simon, and that was only because they’re in the same agency.

He gave yet another sigh as he saw the pedestrian light turn red. The pub was really close by and he just wanted to sit down and eat. He was torn away from his musings when his phone vibrated. He quickly took it out and flipped it open.

To his surprise, it wasn’t a text message from Hue. An unknown number? Again? Rafael winced as he prayed it wasn’t one of his stalkers.

In one sense it wasn’t, but the message was odder than he thought.

From: Unknown Number
Topic: Would you like to play a game? :D

Message:

Congratulations!

You were specifically requested by one of the lucky WILLING participant to join the most hidden, well-sought, and protected internet game of all times; Hidden.

Please be noted that this is NOT a hoax and that your decision affects your role in the game. I’m sorry to inform you that whether or not you choose to participate or ignore this mail, you will still be entitled to play this game. :(

HOWEVER!
If you willingly participate, your role may not be so UNLUCKY~! :D

Without further ado, decide your fate.

Y? N?

-The Maker-

Rafael rolled his eyes at the message before him. Without thinking of the consequences, he typed in his answer.

To: Unknown Number
Topic: No.

Message:

No, thank you.

He quickly pressed Send as the pedestrian light turned green again. His phone vibrated again, but his phone was already safely tucked inside his bag.

He was unable to read that message at all.

From: Encrypted
Topic: :(

Message:

Then I am unhappy to announce to you, that your role within the game will be very unpleasant.

Let us hope that your friends will be able to Seek you before it’s too late.

May the Seekers search what was Hidden quickly before it’s too late.

Pray.

-The Maker-

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Candidate three

Andrew Dukes was bored out of his mind. What was taking the guys so long to arrive?! It was getting so frustrating. Now he knows how Simon feels whenever he gets late. If he knew this was going to happen, he could’ve stayed in the recording house a little longer. The composer was a jerk and they have yet to look eye to eye. There was no way he was going to sing a song about sex. NO F-ing way. Seriously, they couldn’t make him.

He looked away from his DS long enough to look at the door and gave a huff when it didn’t open. A small sound from his game made him quickly look back to it and groaned when he saw he had died on its last life. DAMN IT! He turned it off and quickly stuffed it in his bag. He began tapping on the table before growling and grabbing his abnormally silent phone. Enough was enough!

As he was about to type in a new message to the guys, it rang. Pleased, he opened the new mail with a smile, thinking it was a message from one of the guys. But he found something else instead.

Andrew grew curious. He had heard of Hidden, but never really got to play. The game itself held so many controversy and stories that no one really knew which story to believe. With a wide grin, Andrew typed in his response. Of course he wasn’t going to let this chance pass by!

To: Unknown Number
Topic: Hell…

Message:

YEAH!

With a slight evil giggle, he sent the message. Not even a minute later, he received a new text message.

From: Unknown Number
Topic: :D

Message:

Brilliant! I am pleased that you have accepted! :D

Await another mail for further instructions and list of Party members~

And proceed to delete any mail in this number. I will no longer be using it again. >3
-The Maker-

Andrew blinked as he read it and gave an evil chuckle. OH HELL YEAH! He quickly looked up as he heard the door slide open. He gave a wide grin at the new comer. “Hey~” he greeted. “Guess what, I’m playing a new game now.”

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Candidate Four

Michael Timothy Mitchells was a pretty laid back kind of guy. Well, it probably had something to do with the fact he was an artist. He painted

what he felt like painting or on request. He wasn’t really good, but everything he painted, sculpted, sketched sold. He often wondered why… but he doesn’t waste his time thinking about it. The question itself comes and goes whenever he visits his gallery.

He had a lot of free time actually. He could always push or make his deadline earlier than its supposed date to meet up with the guys. It was just that the guys were always busier than he was. Not that he blamed them, mind you, he’d never blame them—they were awesome in their jobs. It was just that it was getting annoying how they plan a get together and cancel it because one of them had to go to Japan for a Photo Shoot. Who goes to Japan for a PHOTO SHOOT? Honestly, who does?

He stopped before he opened the Japanese Restaurant. Why did they pick Japanese? Oh right, they all like Japanese. He blinked as he realized his phone had been ringing for the past 3 minutes now. He looked down and pulled it out of his bag, completely disregarding the people staring at him.

Ah. A missed call from Andrew…again. That makes this the 15th—21st call? He stopped counting after the 5th. He gave another blink when he saw that there was a new text message with his missed calls. He tilted his head slightly as he read the message.

Michael stared at it a little longer and frowned. It sounds foreboding, but anyway, he couldn’t be bothered. It may be fun.

To: Unknown Number
Topic: Sure.

Message:

Okay. I’ll play.

He replied and sent it. He opened the door to the restaurant, realizing he may have looked like an idiot (again) just standing there, and he didn’t want Simon on his case again.

As a valet (or was the proper term geisha?) ushered him to the private room Andrew was in, he got a reply. He paused and read the message.

He looked up and saw that the valet was patiently waiting for him in front of a black screen door. He nodded his thanks and the woman left. He opened the door and he was greeted with a bright smile.

“Hey~” the other man greeted. “Guess what, I’m playing a new game now.” Michael gave a small smile of his own as he sat across him and nodded.

“Me too…”

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Candidate FIVE

Hubert Charles Fabio Vincent Lode III was a very energetic person. He had to be, he worked as Andrew’s Manager—managing Andrew was NOT an easy task. That was also why he was the “glue” that held their friendship together. Without him, the group would’ve fallen apart long ago.

They would go “Let’s not. Hue would cry again. Do we want to see a crying Hubert?”

Hubert ran through the streets in break neck speed, but not as fast as Rafael (because Rafael was abnormally fast). He was late and his car was in the shop and the train was 10 minutes late and he had to walk 4 blocks to reach this place from the train station. Maybe next time he was going to take a cab, saves him the energy. As he ran, his phone rang and he tripped.

“Ow…” he groaned out and took out his phone as he stood up. He answered the call and grinned. “Allo?” he greeted. “GET HERE NOW, YOU FREAKING IDIOT!” and the line got disconnected. “Ow…” he groaned again as he stared at the screen. Just as he was about to put his phone back in his bag, it gave this little jingle.

Tilting his head, he wondered why Andrew would text him if he called. It made no sense, but then again, Andrew always made no sense. But the text wasn’t from Andrew at all, and that alone made him VERY curious. A curious Hubert was not a good thing.

Andrew made an oh~♥ face and sent a message. He had heard of Hidden, and he absolutely very curious.

To: Unknown Number
Topic: Before I answer…

Message:

Riddle me this:

THIS is the HIDDEN. THE HIDDEN?! THE HIDDEN, the most awesomest, secretest, fabulous-est game ever?!

Sending it quickly, he squealed and began to walk. He wasn’t very far from the restaurant now. Wait until Andrew hears this!

From: Unknown Number
Topic: Yep.

Message:

Yep. That’s right.

Have you decided on your answer?

Hubert texted in his answer and not waited for the reply as he headed in the restaurant. If he did wait, the message would have gone like this.

From: Unknown Number
Topic: Completed at last

Message:

Brilliant! I am pleased that you have accepted! :D

The game begins this Monday. Your PARTY MEMBERS are COMPLETE.

The Settings are set.

The Seekers are chosen.

The Hidden is unwilling.

The Opposing Seekers are qualified.

May the Seekers search what was Hidden quickly before it’s too late.

Welcome to the world of Hidden, where the Seekers seek what was Taken, Stolen and HIDDEN.

And proceed to delete any mail in this number. I will no longer be using it again. >3

-The Maker-

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=Prologue=

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Author's Note: Okay, after rereading it, I totally realized that this fic had OC that were a total spin off Arashi. Which means, I need to rewrite the characters, but that aside. How was the plot so far? I mean, does it make you guys w read more? Creative Criticisms are valued. Flames with inappropriate entries are not. Please oh PLEASE comment.

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[blog]The CHILD DIVA

jaricchi — Mon, 10 Dec 2012 08:59:50 GMT

Title: "Rants on Jun the CHILD DIVA"
12/06/2012 Rant

Please don't read if not INTERESTED.

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How can people not notice that Jun was going to grow up to be who he is right now?

After watching Supping Arashi 2000, I have concluded the SEEDS of Doumyouji Tsukasa was already there.

He was singing a song titled. SUPERSTAR.

SUPER.

STAR.

With lyrics stating, "Yes, I'm a Super Star."

=,=;

And there were the little juniors following him around like lost puppies.

I have concluded, Jun was just an awkward teen who already KNEW what and WHO he wanted to be when he grew up but was still in the, "I'm going to be awesome but I love Sakurai Sho-kun too much so lets not focus too much on that right now because he and I are in the SAME band" stage.

I mean, come one. He kept wearing his shirts NOT closed in various stages in the concert DVD.

Please note. This was their first concert. FIRST.

When he was SUPPOSEDLY to be in young and innocent stage.

Well, he still is. But the SEEDS of Doumyoji were already growing.

So, after watching that little concert, I conclude that NO. It wasn't shocking that he suddenly turned into a DIVA because back then, he was already a DIVA--a CHILD DIVA.

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On a side Note: Nino's voice back in 2000 was A LOT deeper and Manrier. /bow
Not that I'm stating it's not hot now, I'm just stating it was deeper then.

...which makes no sense.

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[blog]LOST AND FOUND PLEASE

jaricchi — Sat, 24 Nov 2012 08:49:31 GMT

RANT: "LOST AND HOPEFULLY FOUND"
xxxDO NOT READ IF NOT INTERESTEDxxx

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RANTINGS FOR 11/24/2016; A PERSONAL DILEMMA

It's currently 11/24/2016. Two days before we celebrate one of our favourite men's 32nd birthday and I just recently discovered I lost a very important vital part of my life that I can't live without. Either I lost it, it left on it's own or I accidentally threw it away. (I'm more inclined with the second actually)

And now I'm sort of desperate to get it back.

So if anyone happens to find it or sort of...well, lend one to me for just a day or so, I'd greatly appreciate it. :O

You see, I was planning to use it to create a MASTERPIECE for our beloved RIIDA. But I can't find and for the love of all things good, I can't find my spare ones!

If you've already read this far and is STILL reading, I supposed you're really intrigued.

This THING of which I keep moaning about is the fact I lost my beloved partner in writing.

My Muse.

Or a fancier term would be, INSPIRATION.

So if someone were to find it before the 26th, that would be GREAT. If not, oh well, I'll find another way then to achieve my masterpiece.

Anyway, if you've found it or seen it or would lend me theirs. Please PM me or comment in this RANT post right here. Okay?

Well, I'm also screening applicants for INSPIRATION right now. Ninomiya Kazunari is on the top of my list, but so far, he's messing up my PLOTS and distracting me instead.

If you believe you're a better candidate than he is, or you KNOW someone who is better than he is, please send me a message.

I am unavailable most of the day seeing as I am working but I will get back to you at my latest convenience. But please don't let that fact deter you from approaching me, since I do check my account everyday. And I don't bite. If I do, it's because I LOVE YOU, and am showing you my so called LOVE.

And I don't have rabies...or cooties for that matter. So please, approach me before I do decide he is a better canditate!

LIMITED SLOTS ONLY!

Lots of LOVE,
Jari♥

P.S. If you FIND it. PM me and you get a prize! 8D
Thanks~♥

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[gif] GIF PAGE

jaricchi — Tue, 13 Nov 2012 11:44:02 GMT

Hey Guys~♥

I made multiple GIFS in the past, but since they're too big to be added in LJ. I decided to post them in my DA account instead. So I'm going to just leave a link in journal & edit it from time to time. :D

So here we go! 8D

Sakurai Sho
Energy
Sho's Tears

Ohno Satoshi
Hand Pron
Enamoto Kei Smirk

Ninomiya Kazunari
Nino's Tears

Ikuta Toma
SPURT

PV
Beautiful Days

NOTE: If i have new GIFS (that won't fit LJ), I'll just keep doing this then. X)

Enjoy~♥

[blog] I AM BACK!

jaricchi — Sat, 29 Sep 2012 05:07:38 GMT

So technically, I'm BACK. For good this time, I hope.

I had my computer fixed, so I don't need to go and leech of aishizuki (and yet still I am XD). Oh Arashi, I've missed you.

I'm planning to add in Original Fictions. Hmmm, what do you think? 8|

And I'm planning a long term fanfic. x.x; but I'm accepting the challenge! BANZAI!

So yeas, I am back~♥

And I have new Fics to add in soon. 8D So stay cool~ fufufufu

[blog] RAWR

jaricchi — Fri, 24 Feb 2012 08:30:11 GMT

Today is not my day.
Period.

1. I woke up REAL early to go JOB HUNTING. Ended up a fail because I forgot to PRINT my RESUME. OTL2. Went to aishizuki's, slipped on the public transportation's step and ended up with a REAL SWOLLEN SHIN. OTL^2

3. Went to Ayala for Lunch because my MOM would kill me if I wasn't. ~~(Late for 2 hours /FAIL)~~ And nearly got RUN over by a car. OTL^3

4. Went home after managing to escape near death situation with mom. Went down the jeep only to SLIP and fall on my BUTT in the middle of the road. ow. OTL^4

5. Forgot my wallet with my mom. OTL^5

6. Was GOING to call her--but my phone's dead. OTL^6

Definitely NOT my day.

....

yay~

OTL count: 6 (and it's only 4.30 in the afternoon) OTL