Ji's impromptu meme

[fahye]

Write 100 words about me and I'll write 100 words about you.

Here, I'll start us off, shall I?

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I have dyed my hair today; it’s a cherry red that wants to be pink, and will be once it’s been washed a few times. C’est la vie (en rose? Never mind.) The sun is setting at an angle just oblique enough to be cut by the wooden blinds and strike my eyes. I’m tying up loose ends of schoolwork, finishing reports and sketches and logbooks, and gathering forces for an assault on the upcoming exams.

The upshot being: hiatus from chat and RP, effective from tomorrow. I’ll be answering emails and haunting LJ.

And that makes one hundred words.

Comments

100 words as requested. XD

[miscellanny.livejournal.com]

I dislike things like this because I always want to say what the other person wants to hear, and I doubt you want to hear this: I want to meet you in order to find out that you're human. I look forward to the nervous, braying laugh, or the annoying habit you have of cracking your knuckles, or the pathetic sense of direction, or the terrible bed hair. I picture you barefoot and slightly aloof, intellectual and poetic and Just That Little Bit Too Cool. Certainly for the likes of me.

Maybe I need to IM you more often. ;)

[fahye.livejournal.com]

No. That's exactly what I want to hear, because it's true and it's you.

or the pathetic sense of direction, or the terrible bed hair

:O! However did you guess! Correct on both counts!

[ashen_key]

Fahye is...

pale gold and white and black in my head, dancing figure and a duel mind which is

a little apart from the world around her, objective but divided on if she should measure and calculate or dream a little and then spin a tale, a fic, with quick fingers and mind

a scientist and artist in equal amounts, the scientist daunts as the artists inspires and captures and softens the brilliant edges and words.

almost unexpected passion and life under the safe education and words, a person who needs to dance and sing and live, someone I don’t quite get

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

You are, to me, a special person.

It's not so much how smart you are that I envy; it's that you're smart and you USE it. There are a lot of people who are intelligent to various degrees, but a lot of them can't handle the weight of expectation or don't want to know if they're limited. You have focus and drive, and I respect that.

That's what I respect about you, but it's not what makes you so special to me. What makes you special is that even though sometimes you can be insensitive, and you're often busy, whenever I need you you'll listen to me or talk with me or hang out with me or to write fic for me to cheer me up. I can trust you and depend on you and also, I can always count on you for fun conversations and help plotting. ^~

Word count it baby, 100 solid.

[not-in-denial.livejournal.com]

Upon meeting one being known as Frar one will notice that one has come into contact with one of those irritatingly perfect human beings. These types of beings, in this particular case, perfect girls, are noted for being pretty and intelligent, and often threaten the sexuality of other heterosexual-identified females.

Frar is one of the quirker beings of this type, one that indulges in more human activities than the usual harp-playing or masterpiece-painting, such as roleplaying. She does however have her fair share of perfect activities such as dance and the art of the written word.

Curse the perfect beings!

[fahye.livejournal.com]

*blushes*

Somehow I can never quite believe myself to live up to how you see me. And I don't think I've ever threatened anyone's sexuality, though it's a nice thought *grins* *considers taking up harp-playing*

Thanks, Erin :)

[fahye.livejournal.com]

*smothers with hugs*

Thank you. You're one of the people who know that I'm insensitive and know I can't help it and keep talking to me anyway :D

[fahye.livejournal.com]

You weave the nicest things :)

[ashen_key]

*grins* I try.

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Being insensitive doesn't mean you don't care. That's the important bit. <3

*hugs back*

100 words exactly.

[kcdl.livejournal.com]

My metaphors have failed; I think a person like you defies metaphor. There is nothing complex enough to compare you to, so screw metaphors. You’re the whole package, but I don’t know the half of it. Perhaps the other half is still being written.
You stand poised to impress yourself on the world and it trembles before you. What will those synapses conjure up? What wonders will they bring forth? Perhaps they will understand the mysteries of the brain, the cure to ills or other enigmas inaccessible to lesser minds. Perhaps they will come to understand a greater mystery: yourself.

[littledust.livejournal.com]

You have me a little in awe with your coolness. I think it was the poem that did it, because poets have my envy until the end of time. You’re on my list of LJ friends to visit. Eventually I think I will cave and attempt Milliways, because you make it sound so much fun. We have Mary Sue hair together, which makes me glad. I am having a braindead moment and cannot think of pretty things to say, just words and words. We need to talk more; let’s skive off class for a week and live on the Internet.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Oh my god, yes. Er. To the you-joining-Milliways thing, because as much as skiving off class sounds right now I also have a large portion of my consciousnes beating me around the head with The Two By Four Of Exams.

But this summer I will prod you and prod you until you play there, because you're awesome and everyone will love you. IT SHALL BE SO.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Wow. No pressure or anything :D

And you used the word 'synapse', which is pretty much one of my favourite words. Kudos to yooooou.

[corialis.livejournal.com]

You, like Ji, are one of those people who I always feel is just a bit too cool for me and so I get conflicted between the “talk! make friends!” and “why would they want to talk to *me*?” impulses. I am perpetually awed by your writing – poetry, origfic, even your journal entries, because it’s poetic and the words just slide like dying light and I can’t even come up with a good metaphor for it. You remind me of things that are gold and glowy (and, for some reason, of cigarettes).

Also, you are inextricably linked with Oriya/Hisoka in my head. Why? I haven’t the faintest idea.

[fahye.livejournal.com]

Man, do you ever have a knack for resurrecting old fandoms in my head :D I haven't written YnM for AGES, and I really feel like revisiting it.

KATANA LOVE.

*bonds*

[corialis.livejournal.com]

:D It is a talent I have. I haven't actually done anything in YnM for ages either, so I'm not sure why I thought of it.

Swords make for such shiny plot accessories. And just shiny in general.

[dopplegl.livejournal.com]

You're Fahye. Amazingly, Australianly (shut up, that is to a word) Fahye.

You are astonishingly brilliant with your, what seems like, infinite knowledge of so many different subjects. It makes me jealous. Very jealous, but still, I am glad that you do not find me to be a completely insipid plebeian (Okay, yes, now I am just throwing fancy words around, but that’s beside the point). You make me want to learn more and to better myself so that I can at least attempt (yeah, right) to keep up with your ever growing mind.

Yet this does not keep you from being a great person. You are kind and caring and GOOD GOD do you crack my shit up.

This is longer than 100 words. You should feel special.

Also? Lucifer? FUCKING HOT!

[fahye.livejournal.com]

*beams*

*does, indeed, feel special*

I should make more icons. Yeeeees.