songstressclc
25 August 2010, 11:07
(FFx-3) ff-x, x2 saga.
my personal idea would be for the last of it, is a game in the story of Lenne&&Shuyin
1000 years back where they would reside in the real Zanarkand.
to see how Shuyin became a guardian and the lover of Lenne. .
before the war. .along with the emotions
mixed with their struggle of the starting machina war because of Bevelle. .
her talent as a summoner..when she became a songstress. .
and a story about Lenne's Parents, if they are dead or alive.
and if not, the (man) or woman she has to live with since their death. .
maybe even create a new character that would
be Lenne's sworn sister, or better known as her best friend, Mei, only a name i made up on the spot. .
a short preview of personal idea,
and written by myself.....
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Lenne was sixteen at the time when she became a songwriter and a songstress. She was only waiting for her spot as a talented young summoner to protect her people in the upcoming year, though she was clearly a genius in the summoner's arts already. After her concert in the blitzball stadium of Zanarkand with thousands of people there, just to watch a talented and popular songstress perform. She would always watch a match that the Zanarkand Duggles would play. It helped her forget about her abusive God Father who was always drunk, and those times would be worse for her when she came home from her busy days. Both her mother and father passed away, Bevellian soldiers had murdered them during an invasion right in front of her, when she was only eight years old, that's what lead her into becoming a summoner when she was older. Lenne would always sign autographs during the games while her best friend laughed and watched, as she would be nagged by never-ending fans, but for some reason she enjoyed it.
"Don't you ever get tired of signing autographs?" Mei yelled over the cheering crowd while watching the star player shoot a spectacular blitz.
Lenne turned in her direction and laughed a bit."No, not at all."
Mei gasped in shock."Wow, your calm much!"
"Hey, you know the star player of the Duggles right? He's so hot. He's something else huh?"
Lenne turned her head to where Mei was pointing.", I suppose he is, if you want to put it that way."
For some reason, it was the first time that she had noticed that one player, and he was very talented, at that moment, she couldn't help but wonder if he had ever watched her concerts or even was fond of her. Lenne's concentration was broken and she immediately checked her phone when it vibrated, she received a message from her God Father telling her to come home. She sighed sadly.
"His name is Shu-
Lenne cut her off."Mei, I have to go. .we can talk later."
Mei turned to her with a concerned expression.
"You know I'm worried about you Lenne..."
"Don't be, I'll be fine…I'm always okay."
Lenne turned away from her and quickly left the over-crowded stadium. She turned into an empty ally, so people wouldn't notice her and get excited. This was also a shortcut to her home. When she arrived, she hastily went to her room and changed into more comfortable night wear, but kept her hair down. She then sat on her bed, thinking about the blitz player she had seen earlier that night at the game; she didn't get a good look at the features in his face though. Not that it mattered; Lenne was just amazed of how talented he was. Her thoughts were cut by the heavy footsteps of the man who was chosen to watch over her as a secondary parent, and to her knowledge, he was horrible at it. That man was definitely no 'God Father'.
"Hey there daughter, how was your concert?" He questioned her in a teasing tone.
"It was great…"
-You would know if you were there…and I'm not your daughter-
She thought to herself.
"Good. Now I will need you to do the dishes for me, the laundry, mop the tile, and clean my bathroom. Oh, and I want it all finished tonight."
Lenne sighed and kept silent. He became angry and came over to her. As she still did not respond to him, he then slapped her, hard. Lenne buried her face into the palm of her hands, as her eyes watered, she hated the pain, she hated it so much. Everything this man put her through.
"You respond to me when I give you orders!" He snapped at her.
She nodded with her face still hidden in her palms, unable to speak, it hurt so much. But he removed her shielding hands and of course he would only hit her again, and in the same place, this time much harder. She screamed in agony, as the left side of her face began to sting with excruciating pain. Tears fell from her eyes.
"Okay! I will do it...everything!"
"Do it now!" He demanded angrily.
He finally left her alone. She wiped the wetness from her eyes and looked around her room for a potion to cure her bruised cheek, and have it go away. But there were no more to be found, she was out of luck tonight, and it was no surprise that she was out of cures either. But if she didn't get one soon, it would leave a mark on her face, and she would have to hold off her concerts. Lenne decided not to ask her God Father for a cure because for one he's the one that made that mark, and that would just be plain out silly with a capital S if she were to ask him, and another, he wouldn't give a flying chocobo. But the worst part is, was that he knew she wouldn't mention to anyone that he abused her, if they were to notice something wasn't right, or if they were to see a mark anywhere on her body...because she was far too kind.
She went to the kitchen and began washing and drying the dishes thoroughly. It was sure to be midnight by now, and Lenne had planned on taking a walk to the item shop to get more cures for her, it was the perfect time, once she was through with everything. And her God Father would most likely be alcohol poisoned by now, so he would be out cold, sleeping like a worthless drunk, and she was sure to be safe for the remaining time of the quiet night.
By the time she was finished with cleaning, it was 1:50 am. Lenne had changed into her gray sweats and a hood, where you could only see a portion of her face. She then headed out peacefully for her walk.
As always, the night was brightened with Zanarkand's breath-taking stars, reflecting on the lights that covered the tall buildings all around the city; it was just all so beautiful. Every night would always seem never-ending and so fabulous. But the days were also so lovely. The item shop was only one mile away. When Lenne entered the store she asked for a twenty-pack of potions, and a five-pack remedy.
"That will be one-hundred and fifty gil mam."
Lenne reached into her pocket and handed the merchant the gil that the cures were worth. She then sat at a table that she thought was empty, as she waited patiently for her items to be freshly produced. The young man sitting across from her had dirty-blonde hair, with bangs that shifted to the right of his eyes. His hair suited his muscular male frame well. With deep blue eyes that might pierce anyone's soul if they were to gaze into them long enough. The young man stared at the girl for a moment, and then he noticed that she didn't know there was another presence here.
"…Well, hello."
In shock of the deep, but soft voice she had heard, Lenne slowly lifted her head up just enough to get a peek at the clothes he was wearing. They were the matching colors of the Zanarkand Duggles, and the young man's attire was exactly what the star player had on at the game. She took a moment, but finally decided to lift her head up completely to glance at the features in his face.
Lenne's eyes grew wide, but only for a small second. Could it really have been this young man that she had seen at the game earlier? To her, he was quite handsome, rather than the term Mei had used, if it was truly him.
"Um…Are you alright? You have a hood completely covering your face."
"Y-yes I'm fine; it's nothing really, just the harsh weather tonight." She fibbed.
The young man's face slowly fell into confusion.
"The weather is humid..."
There was an awkward silence. Lenne dropped her head and stared at her lap trying to think of something to say to break his curiosity, or his possible thoughts of her being some kind of crack-obsessed freak on a rampage to trade items for drugs in the middle of the night. She lifted her head up again to speak.
"So…why are you here so late?"
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:DTELL ME WHAT U THINK, IM NEW HERE ON THESE FORUMS..
read more at: ((http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5358622/1/))
my personal idea would be for the last of it, is a game in the story of Lenne&&Shuyin
1000 years back where they would reside in the real Zanarkand.
to see how Shuyin became a guardian and the lover of Lenne. .
before the war. .along with the emotions
mixed with their struggle of the starting machina war because of Bevelle. .
her talent as a summoner..when she became a songstress. .
and a story about Lenne's Parents, if they are dead or alive.
and if not, the (man) or woman she has to live with since their death. .
maybe even create a new character that would
be Lenne's sworn sister, or better known as her best friend, Mei, only a name i made up on the spot. .
a short preview of personal idea,
and written by myself.....
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Lenne was sixteen at the time when she became a songwriter and a songstress. She was only waiting for her spot as a talented young summoner to protect her people in the upcoming year, though she was clearly a genius in the summoner's arts already. After her concert in the blitzball stadium of Zanarkand with thousands of people there, just to watch a talented and popular songstress perform. She would always watch a match that the Zanarkand Duggles would play. It helped her forget about her abusive God Father who was always drunk, and those times would be worse for her when she came home from her busy days. Both her mother and father passed away, Bevellian soldiers had murdered them during an invasion right in front of her, when she was only eight years old, that's what lead her into becoming a summoner when she was older. Lenne would always sign autographs during the games while her best friend laughed and watched, as she would be nagged by never-ending fans, but for some reason she enjoyed it.
"Don't you ever get tired of signing autographs?" Mei yelled over the cheering crowd while watching the star player shoot a spectacular blitz.
Lenne turned in her direction and laughed a bit."No, not at all."
Mei gasped in shock."Wow, your calm much!"
"Hey, you know the star player of the Duggles right? He's so hot. He's something else huh?"
Lenne turned her head to where Mei was pointing.", I suppose he is, if you want to put it that way."
For some reason, it was the first time that she had noticed that one player, and he was very talented, at that moment, she couldn't help but wonder if he had ever watched her concerts or even was fond of her. Lenne's concentration was broken and she immediately checked her phone when it vibrated, she received a message from her God Father telling her to come home. She sighed sadly.
"His name is Shu-
Lenne cut her off."Mei, I have to go. .we can talk later."
Mei turned to her with a concerned expression.
"You know I'm worried about you Lenne..."
"Don't be, I'll be fine…I'm always okay."
Lenne turned away from her and quickly left the over-crowded stadium. She turned into an empty ally, so people wouldn't notice her and get excited. This was also a shortcut to her home. When she arrived, she hastily went to her room and changed into more comfortable night wear, but kept her hair down. She then sat on her bed, thinking about the blitz player she had seen earlier that night at the game; she didn't get a good look at the features in his face though. Not that it mattered; Lenne was just amazed of how talented he was. Her thoughts were cut by the heavy footsteps of the man who was chosen to watch over her as a secondary parent, and to her knowledge, he was horrible at it. That man was definitely no 'God Father'.
"Hey there daughter, how was your concert?" He questioned her in a teasing tone.
"It was great…"
-You would know if you were there…and I'm not your daughter-
She thought to herself.
"Good. Now I will need you to do the dishes for me, the laundry, mop the tile, and clean my bathroom. Oh, and I want it all finished tonight."
Lenne sighed and kept silent. He became angry and came over to her. As she still did not respond to him, he then slapped her, hard. Lenne buried her face into the palm of her hands, as her eyes watered, she hated the pain, she hated it so much. Everything this man put her through.
"You respond to me when I give you orders!" He snapped at her.
She nodded with her face still hidden in her palms, unable to speak, it hurt so much. But he removed her shielding hands and of course he would only hit her again, and in the same place, this time much harder. She screamed in agony, as the left side of her face began to sting with excruciating pain. Tears fell from her eyes.
"Okay! I will do it...everything!"
"Do it now!" He demanded angrily.
He finally left her alone. She wiped the wetness from her eyes and looked around her room for a potion to cure her bruised cheek, and have it go away. But there were no more to be found, she was out of luck tonight, and it was no surprise that she was out of cures either. But if she didn't get one soon, it would leave a mark on her face, and she would have to hold off her concerts. Lenne decided not to ask her God Father for a cure because for one he's the one that made that mark, and that would just be plain out silly with a capital S if she were to ask him, and another, he wouldn't give a flying chocobo. But the worst part is, was that he knew she wouldn't mention to anyone that he abused her, if they were to notice something wasn't right, or if they were to see a mark anywhere on her body...because she was far too kind.
She went to the kitchen and began washing and drying the dishes thoroughly. It was sure to be midnight by now, and Lenne had planned on taking a walk to the item shop to get more cures for her, it was the perfect time, once she was through with everything. And her God Father would most likely be alcohol poisoned by now, so he would be out cold, sleeping like a worthless drunk, and she was sure to be safe for the remaining time of the quiet night.
By the time she was finished with cleaning, it was 1:50 am. Lenne had changed into her gray sweats and a hood, where you could only see a portion of her face. She then headed out peacefully for her walk.
As always, the night was brightened with Zanarkand's breath-taking stars, reflecting on the lights that covered the tall buildings all around the city; it was just all so beautiful. Every night would always seem never-ending and so fabulous. But the days were also so lovely. The item shop was only one mile away. When Lenne entered the store she asked for a twenty-pack of potions, and a five-pack remedy.
"That will be one-hundred and fifty gil mam."
Lenne reached into her pocket and handed the merchant the gil that the cures were worth. She then sat at a table that she thought was empty, as she waited patiently for her items to be freshly produced. The young man sitting across from her had dirty-blonde hair, with bangs that shifted to the right of his eyes. His hair suited his muscular male frame well. With deep blue eyes that might pierce anyone's soul if they were to gaze into them long enough. The young man stared at the girl for a moment, and then he noticed that she didn't know there was another presence here.
"…Well, hello."
In shock of the deep, but soft voice she had heard, Lenne slowly lifted her head up just enough to get a peek at the clothes he was wearing. They were the matching colors of the Zanarkand Duggles, and the young man's attire was exactly what the star player had on at the game. She took a moment, but finally decided to lift her head up completely to glance at the features in his face.
Lenne's eyes grew wide, but only for a small second. Could it really have been this young man that she had seen at the game earlier? To her, he was quite handsome, rather than the term Mei had used, if it was truly him.
"Um…Are you alright? You have a hood completely covering your face."
"Y-yes I'm fine; it's nothing really, just the harsh weather tonight." She fibbed.
The young man's face slowly fell into confusion.
"The weather is humid..."
There was an awkward silence. Lenne dropped her head and stared at her lap trying to think of something to say to break his curiosity, or his possible thoughts of her being some kind of crack-obsessed freak on a rampage to trade items for drugs in the middle of the night. She lifted her head up again to speak.
"So…why are you here so late?"
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.....
:DTELL ME WHAT U THINK, IM NEW HERE ON THESE FORUMS..
read more at: ((http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5358622/1/))