Alright...i think this has gone far enough...to everyone who ahs flamed
this fic...and particularly minku...i think you might as well read this
letter....and please....GET OVER IT....IT HAPPENED A YEAR AGO....AND
HONESTLY STOP DRAGGING THE BOAT..
dear minku, first of all i'd like to thank you for reviewing my fic....although it can't really be called one.. and second of all i'd like you to take a CLEAR LOOK at all of the dates...if you wanted to just randomly get on someone's nerves that alright with me....we all need to release anger somehow.... but that happened around A YEAR AGO...and MaeLee (the other author who played a centre part and pivotal point in this conflict) and i have already settled the matter. And as for my fic not being that great, i never said it was...if you had done a real review...you might have noticed that it lacks proper description, grammer, and altogether logic in the plot. However to blindly acuse and put such a dent in someone's pride without supporting your statement with fact exmaples that i just listed is wholely wrong and pitiful. and as for your last few comments about me dissing CLAMP's work...dissing the main character is another way of looking at thef fic...if you've noticed its called FANfiction.net ...which means we the majority of us are fans...that you would again blindly acuse someone like that....simply means that you have some issues that you need to get out of your system...sure i may not have been the biggest supporter of cakura in my fics....but never willl you see me diss sakura in the reviews that i leave for sakura lovers who are alos authors... i hope you find the time to reply this email...afterall you seem to want a good debate...your opinion are strong...but backed up...perhaps its better that you deleted this and pretend you never recieved it... please don't go raising up matters that have already been settled..it is only downfall that is brought to those who cannot let go of things in the past. yinyangqueen
here is a short part of this fic that I was planning to include ---
Tennyo slowly polished a nail as she walked down the street. Soft pale snowflakes drifted across her face as the wind fought against her hair. She sighed softly not remembering anyone or anything. She was all she needed and for that she was grateful.
Perhaps it would have been less painful if she had not known that she would have to kill the person she was trying desperately to befriend. Yet she felt a strange sort of kinship with her. Like they could have been real friends is it had been any other place or time than their own. But it was not to be.
They were two of a kind. Heartless, patient, arrogant, and of course full of pride. Not black and white, but black against black. You could not tell where the first had begun and the second had ended. Black, the lack of colour, the nemesis and compliment of white; the perfect balance on a scale where right and wrong made no difference.
Right and wrong. They spurred on so many ideas and philosophies. If a man murdered, it was wrong. If a man murdered to save his family, it was neutral depending on how threatening the situation was. If a man murdered because he was defending himself and has only the choice of playing the part of the victim or the murderer, it was right and the closest thing to okay.
She was wrong then, she supposed but the idea did not move her. She was Catholic, Buddhist, Hindu, Sikh, and above all atheist. When discussing rights and wrongs, how can religion not come in at one point or another? What a twisted world.
dear minku, first of all i'd like to thank you for reviewing my fic....although it can't really be called one.. and second of all i'd like you to take a CLEAR LOOK at all of the dates...if you wanted to just randomly get on someone's nerves that alright with me....we all need to release anger somehow.... but that happened around A YEAR AGO...and MaeLee (the other author who played a centre part and pivotal point in this conflict) and i have already settled the matter. And as for my fic not being that great, i never said it was...if you had done a real review...you might have noticed that it lacks proper description, grammer, and altogether logic in the plot. However to blindly acuse and put such a dent in someone's pride without supporting your statement with fact exmaples that i just listed is wholely wrong and pitiful. and as for your last few comments about me dissing CLAMP's work...dissing the main character is another way of looking at thef fic...if you've noticed its called FANfiction.net ...which means we the majority of us are fans...that you would again blindly acuse someone like that....simply means that you have some issues that you need to get out of your system...sure i may not have been the biggest supporter of cakura in my fics....but never willl you see me diss sakura in the reviews that i leave for sakura lovers who are alos authors... i hope you find the time to reply this email...afterall you seem to want a good debate...your opinion are strong...but backed up...perhaps its better that you deleted this and pretend you never recieved it... please don't go raising up matters that have already been settled..it is only downfall that is brought to those who cannot let go of things in the past. yinyangqueen
here is a short part of this fic that I was planning to include ---
Tennyo slowly polished a nail as she walked down the street. Soft pale snowflakes drifted across her face as the wind fought against her hair. She sighed softly not remembering anyone or anything. She was all she needed and for that she was grateful.
Perhaps it would have been less painful if she had not known that she would have to kill the person she was trying desperately to befriend. Yet she felt a strange sort of kinship with her. Like they could have been real friends is it had been any other place or time than their own. But it was not to be.
They were two of a kind. Heartless, patient, arrogant, and of course full of pride. Not black and white, but black against black. You could not tell where the first had begun and the second had ended. Black, the lack of colour, the nemesis and compliment of white; the perfect balance on a scale where right and wrong made no difference.
Right and wrong. They spurred on so many ideas and philosophies. If a man murdered, it was wrong. If a man murdered to save his family, it was neutral depending on how threatening the situation was. If a man murdered because he was defending himself and has only the choice of playing the part of the victim or the murderer, it was right and the closest thing to okay.
She was wrong then, she supposed but the idea did not move her. She was Catholic, Buddhist, Hindu, Sikh, and above all atheist. When discussing rights and wrongs, how can religion not come in at one point or another? What a twisted world.