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Neil and Ian -Jamie and Alice Sequel- Ch. 1"You're the guy?"
That's what the girl I feel strange around said to me. Her widened eyes are pale and remind me of a husky's.
Well, no, that's not the best comparison. She's more like a pit bull. On steroids.
Her name is Flora Harrington. She claims to be the daughter of the richest woman in the city, Melrose Harrington. No one believes her because her supposed mother's never around.
She hates me now that she knows that I'm "the guy". Maybe I should tell you why.
I think this started when my class discussed who our role models were in elementary school. It was my turn so, like most kids my age, I chose my parents. I drew a picture of them and myself in front of a somewhat accurate portrayal of our house. I displayed the drawing proudly.
"This is Dad," I said while pointing at the taller man, "and this is Daddy," I pointed at the shorter man. "This is me. My parents are my role models because they are really nice and they know everything!"
Now that I think about i
Art Project- Tabula rasahttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HPlpGgUmrOA Watch while reading. (If you can. Otherwise, just watch the video~)
According to English philosopher John Locke, every person starts off with a “tabula rasa” or “blank slate” and through experience we develop who we are. In this brief video I decided to compare this to the mind of an artist. Now bear with me because I’m still very new at the illustrative art field and my anatomy, faces, and…everything…is off.
To better explain Locke’s theory, I created this guy. Let’s call him Clean Slate. Now, Clean Slate has a problem: he has no idea what to do with himself. None. He has no goals, not even a hobby.
That is, until he sees a path. He takes it. It begins with him picking up the Tabula Rasa folder which, in a sense, is his art tool. He fills that empty folder with memories he creates such as the “Look What I Did!
My Inner Child -P3P/P4- Chapter 4Warning! This contains spoilers for Persona 3 and 4. If you haven't played the games yet do NOT read!
Chikara is too shocked at first to make a sound. The last thing she remembers is seeing her students do the impossible. Her glasses were knocked off her face during the fall. She can't see a thing and believes it's because of her poor eyesight. She turns from her back to her side and grabs the nearby blob that turns out to be her spectacles. After putting them on she realizes that the area's vision, not her own, is messed up. She lifts her upper body with her arms and sees a crime scene? There are body outlines scattered around a black and white target. The area as a whole looks like a television studio hovering over nothingness. As Chika turns onto her back and holds herself up with her lower arms, she sees yet another peculiar sight. Through the yellow fog, a clown-like teddy bear is staring at her while holding a girl with floppy ears on its back.
"Mrs. Sanada?!" Yosuke
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