meowiamacat
I am a fucking animagus, so if I hear one more comment about my name I will just lose it.
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Aloc-ococ 28 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
with that noise following you for the rest of your life. But it won't shut off.
You look up. Maybe the person is around you, and it's theirs. Or someone else off in the distance met their soulmate the second you were to meet yours, or just a moment after or before. But there's no one. You slowly take in your surroundings, realizing where you are. A graveyard. There's a grave sticking up from the earth directly in front of you.
"Blaise Edison," you read. "Died... 2014." You gasp. You suddenly remember seeing their obituary in the news last week. It had been the first time in your city that anyone had died before their clock reached zero. Their clock had still been ticking as they were laid in the ground.
The sad thing was, that beeping would never stop. It would always sound, but would only be able to be heard from directly above their casket. There was no way to turn it off other than to have the skin of the person whose timer it was cover the clock completely. It would never stop.
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Edited 10 years ago
You look up. Maybe the person is around you, and it's theirs. Or someone else off in the distance met their soulmate the second you were to meet yours, or just a moment after or before. But there's no one. You slowly take in your surroundings, realizing where you are. A graveyard. There's a grave sticking up from the earth directly in front of you.
"Blaise Edison," you read. "Died... 2014." You gasp. You suddenly remember seeing their obituary in the news last week. It had been the first time in your city that anyone had died before their clock reached zero. Their clock had still been ticking as they were laid in the ground.
The sad thing was, that beeping would never stop. It would always sound, but would only be able to be heard from directly above their casket. There was no way to turn it off other than to have the skin of the person whose timer it was cover the clock completely. It would never stop.
Aloc-ococ 28 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
Perhaps there was a glitch. Your clock was off by a split second, it counted down too fast. Perhaps there were still minutes left. Hours. Days. Years.
But no. No one's ever heard of a clock having a glitch. Your parent's clocks were timed perfectly, and so were your sisters' and brothers'. Now that it was your turn, surely there wouldn't be a glitch in the system. Not now. Not on you.
The shrill beeping of your timer rids your mind of worry, focusing it on turning off that wretched noise. Sure, it proves useful for blind people, or people who just aren't paying their timer much attention. But for you, someone who stares at their clock nonstop, it was just a nuisance. You tap your wrist, and the timer stays still at zero. Why would it change now, anyway? But the beeping doesn't stop. It's only quieter now. You tap your wrist again. Why did it have to be yours that malfunctioned? The beeping isn't gone. You're practically hitting your timer now, not wanting to be walking around alone
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But no. No one's ever heard of a clock having a glitch. Your parent's clocks were timed perfectly, and so were your sisters' and brothers'. Now that it was your turn, surely there wouldn't be a glitch in the system. Not now. Not on you.
The shrill beeping of your timer rids your mind of worry, focusing it on turning off that wretched noise. Sure, it proves useful for blind people, or people who just aren't paying their timer much attention. But for you, someone who stares at their clock nonstop, it was just a nuisance. You tap your wrist, and the timer stays still at zero. Why would it change now, anyway? But the beeping doesn't stop. It's only quieter now. You tap your wrist again. Why did it have to be yours that malfunctioned? The beeping isn't gone. You're practically hitting your timer now, not wanting to be walking around alone
Aloc-ococ 28 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
No but what if they didn't stop when the other person died. What if they kept counting down, kept giving you hope that one day you'd meet them.
And then it's the day. You go about your business as usual for the day, just today you've been walking around staring at your clock the entire time.
At this point you're just wandering around blindly, waiting. You just figure you'll crash into them, which couldn't be too bad a meeting, right? After all, it works in the movies. Plus, the two of you are destined to be with each other.
You're outside. You're not really sure where you are, just that there's a lot of green around you.
"Five... Four... Three..." you whisper, counting down with the clock until it reaches zero. "Two... One-- OH!" you shout out as you trip over something when your clock reaches zero.
No one catches you. You lie on the ground for a moment, thinking that maybe there's a delay. Maybe someone will come help you up, and they will be your soulmate.
Nothing.
(cont.)
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And then it's the day. You go about your business as usual for the day, just today you've been walking around staring at your clock the entire time.
At this point you're just wandering around blindly, waiting. You just figure you'll crash into them, which couldn't be too bad a meeting, right? After all, it works in the movies. Plus, the two of you are destined to be with each other.
You're outside. You're not really sure where you are, just that there's a lot of green around you.
"Five... Four... Three..." you whisper, counting down with the clock until it reaches zero. "Two... One-- OH!" you shout out as you trip over something when your clock reaches zero.
No one catches you. You lie on the ground for a moment, thinking that maybe there's a delay. Maybe someone will come help you up, and they will be your soulmate.
Nothing.
(cont.)
Scary story 18 comments
Every time 3 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
And blind, for those of us who wear glasses. Getting up close to the dials until you're two inches away isn't fun.
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They created the most amazing nights 28 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
I owned them. Never got around to putting them up, and by the time I really wanted to, I was extremely nearsighted so they'd just look like glowing blobs.
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Lets go Meninism! 44 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
Don't call it meninism. Call it feminism. Because feminism is about equality. For both males and females. And, to me at least, everyone inbetween. And no one should be objectified. Sexism goes both ways. And we need to stop it all together.
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Am I the only one who does this with teabags? 18 comments
Fun optical illusion 18 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
Tilt screen back as far as you can. Look from the edge of your keyboard.
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Fun optical illusion 18 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
Okay so push your screen back as far as you can, close one eye, and look from the lowest angle you can.
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Now you've done it... 21 comments
Dudley the understanding 22 comments
Dudley the understanding 22 comments
It's happened many times to me! 19 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
My language arts class is a very boring hell this year, all because of the teacher.
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Dudley the understanding 22 comments
meowiamacat
· 10 years ago
JK Rowling was actually considering writing Dudley to the epilogue, having him on Platform 9 3/4 with a magical child.
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And then there was the fact that this was how it was meant to happen. Blaise may have died in a freak accident, but fate would always prevail. The whole timer system was built on fate. No matter what would happen, that moment for you would always be set in stone. This moment was supposed to turn out like this. You were never meant to truly meet them. Never meant to see their face. Never meant to talk to them. Never meant to date them. Never meant to marry them. Never meant to grow old with them. Never meant to die with them. You were meant to be together, but Fate had kept you apart.