Yesterday, I found myself romping through BZPower more than five times, quintuple the amount of visits I would've made to this site. This place has marked a special place in my memory for being the first ever forum I was an active member in, and I continue to be, given the feat I did above.
And that I was bored.
And today, this wonderful morning at nine-thirty, I proceeded to do the morning ritual: Boot up that laptop, and give BZPower a nice warm visit to see how things were doing.
I w
Slowly but surely, the weary girl trudged along, surprisingly ahead of the companion who was with her, but it was no real surprise if the companion was your grandmother.
"The place is closed! The door's closed!"
The girl looked up at her grandmother's Mandarin comment, her head slightly bobbing at the door. The clinic was closed, wasn't it?
Oh no, she saw the crop of some nurse's head bob around through the glass panel on that door.
She hated the clinic, but she could not dismiss
It would appear that, as of becoming a critic, my approach towards Bionicle fanfiction had changed tremendously.
That, and the discovery of non-Bionicle fanfiction and more accurately, Transformers fanfiction.
It was a nasty blow to my conscience, that sent me reeling hours even after the immediate concussion.
It got worse when I ran over my drafts for my fanfictions.
They all looked like a toddler's scribbling, paling in the light of the newfound knowledge I had acquired. They look
The girl stared at the large doors that stood before her. They towered over her, a pair of sentinels to whatever lands the doors barred her from, deterring any thought of making a clear path through.
She was young, though not too young. People have labelled her a girl, and a lady. She did not like either at this point in time. Neither might, no, would have the strength to heave those foreboding doors ajar.
She probably could. She had build, if she had to say anything about herself first. S
