Description: Mindless deeds...are another's meaningful plea...towards the common-good of such an advanced decision...to keep doing what is right (from DEEP within one's own heart)!
Memories are such crafty things in life when you only know how to operate the very functions of what TRUER POWER is dwelling within the circulation that creates such a process that's able to significantly GRIND such complex information (seemingly from NOWHERE!)
Into a literal "Input POST"!
(A certain type of POST that is like one of your own personal inputs that don't only share their own ideas with its other neighbouring inputs... But officially correlating with the much WIDER volume that squares off against its own limits...when surpassing it on a GRANDER scale that even SHAMES the very results that HAD already SHAMED an even GREATER result (more than on regular terms that doesn't correlate very well AGAINST the very methods with how inputs work...)
Not to mention how this supposedly now so-called Input POST works according to the dynamic reach for how long something is (somehow supposed too last!), when its own operations don't EXACTLY work to begin with...when it's supposed to be WAY ahead of schedule!
(...This vaguely rough standpoint could only mean one thing....)
The Tomboy: "My memories keep fetching that which CANCELS ALL ADVERBS that don't APPEAL very well to the manufacturer who speaks truth onto an open 'field of consciousness' (that tries to fully separate the 'past from the future', or, more specifically...entirely....
ENTIRELY SEPARATES A REALISTICALLY, SURREAL, NON-FANTASY, ABJECTIVE, FROM THE VERY REALITY THAT TRIES TOO POKE FUN AT THE FINAL REMAINDER FROM WHICH DOESN'T APPEAL VERY WELL...WITH WHAT TRUTHFULLY DIVIDES YOUR OWN HEARTFELT FANTASIES FROM BECOMING ALL JUMBLED UP!!)
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You see... When this very affect starts taking center state... You WON'T be able to see the other side of that coin...
When you're already too BUSY...STARING DEATH...in the face!
(Except, the strangest part about 'staring death in the face...' Is the even WEIRDEST fact...
Death is in the form of a 'Memory That Got Away'...)
In this instance... 'I'M' that very MEMORY that got................................................................................................
AWAY!!!"
The Waitress: The door to the café blows open like some mystical breeze blessed from the gods themselves! Because what happened next...commemorates the very "vindictive" ploy for getting something right better the second time around...(when the first time around...), didn't quite level up the advantages that SHOULD have paid the dues...that FIRST started with "The Weirdo" itself.
And here he is now...
The Waitress turns to her left (prior upon leaning forwards to try and STILL intimidate "The Tomboy"), now, looking onward in such AWE at quite the interesting sight. The mysterious stranger who blew open the door (without hesitating in the slightest) comes seemingly floating on over to the table where both the Tomboy sat SHOCKED in her normal café chair (knees totally buckling as if trying to get up...), but couldn't, the waitress on the other hand looked up in more AWE than terror! (As if she was too CAPTIVATED by the mere sight of everything going on.
(Especially...starting with this mysterious stranger....)
The Tomboy: The Tomboy on pure instinct tried to look around, (after the supposed effort of casually attempting to move her body upwards), as if to obviously stand...
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The Tomboy and The Weirdo
NouvellesA tomboy and its Weirdo have A LOT of work too do, in order too truly "finance" some kind of correct systematic reach, of sorts! And it's purposely why they need each other...or nothing will truly FREE them from EVER becoming "detachable"...EVER aga...
