Note... this comes in off my contact form so it's full og HTML symbols making it horrific to read in e-mail but will probably post normally in semagic since it likes code: Imagine this full of tags:
From: email@example.com [mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org]
Sent: Wednesday, May 03, 2006 10:43 AM
Subject: Contact Form
Subject: read if you want to
Comments: I know you must be really really busy but I just wanted some professional critique on an unfinished piece of mine. It's not long, trust me. Read it if you have the time. Thanks a billion!
A fanfic based on Kingdom Hearts that will soon become yaoi. Still don't know what to title it yet.
Chapter 1: The Dreams Begin
The thundering roar of the ocean waves was what awoke me from my once peaceful sleep. I opened my eyes and found myself, not in the soft confines of my own bed, but on a beautiful ocean shore, complete with clear blue skies, a vast cerulean sea, and vivid green palm trees. My first impression was that this had to be a dream, a very beautiful and breathtaking dream that I did not ever want to leave. However, the sounds of the seagulls squawking overhead, the smell of ripe tropical fruit and the feel of the course sand beneath me told me that this was no dream and that I had, in fact, been mysteriously and magically transported to some deserted, tropical island and that I was going to meet a very handsome island boy and fall madly in love with him. Okay maybe the island boy thing is pushing it a bit, but still, this dream of mine didn’t feel like a dream at all but that it was very real, and the weirdest part of it all was that everything felt so familiar, like I had actually been here before. But have I? I thought to myself. The funny thing ws, I don’t remember having been to any island before, never even set foot on anything tropical and the thought of this being a memory of something from a past vacation trip was completely out of the question. The only thing coming even remotely close to this is an annual trip to the Indiana Dunes which I doubt has any palm trees dotting its pebbled beach. Well, if this wasn’t a dream and it wasn’t a memory this leaves only one possible conclusion: I am actually on an island and not at my aunt and uncle’s ranch home in Clarendon Hills, Illinois.
“Toto, I’m not in Kansas anymore but I sure am loving it!” I said happily as I gazed in awe at my beautiful surroundings.
The palm trees swayed joyfully with the breeze, waving their majestic leaves in the warm and salty air and the ocean waves lapped playfully along the sandy beach, beckoning me to come and swim in its cool watery depths. All in all, the whole scene seemed very inviting and I raced head long towards the welcoming sight, wanting very much to slip my feet into the cold and refreshing liquid until something else caught my attention. A boy, standing waist deep in the water and with his back towards me, was staring out at sea, completely oblivious to my presence. He looked young probably around my age, had a nice upper body build, very muscular, and the most peculiar thing was that he had shoulder length silver hair. Now, if I can only see his face. I excitedly began to draw up countless greetings and what I might say so that I won’t look like a complete idiot when I finally catch his attention, yet my heart reached out to him, telling me that I too know this person and that I had to warn him. Warn him of what though? Am I going out of my mind? I just met this dude and here I am having some sort of déjà vu. Quite unexpectedly, I felt the waves beginning to recede and I looked down in confusion when I felt sand rather than water beneath my feet. It was then that I heard a loud noise coming from the sea and I looked up and saw a huge 15 foot wave coming up over the horizon and towards the beach! The first thought that came into my mind was that it was a tsunami and that I needed to get out of there quick or else drown. I swiftly turned around and was about to hightail it out of there when I noticed that the strange boy hadn’t followed me, and, when I looked back there he was, still in the water, as the dangerous wall of water approached him. I ran back towards him in an attempt to grab him out of the path of danger, all the while yelling out warnings at the top of my lungs to get his attention. It turned out that my voice did reach him, for as he turned around slowly, the most gorgeous and stunning sky blue eyes I have ever seen, met my deep hazel ones and a gloved hand reached out to me as if asking me to join him. I yelled out in horror when I noticed the waves coming closer and closer and I tried in vain to reach him. I felt my pace slow down considerably the nearer I got to him and I mustered up the last amount of strength I had in me to reach out to him when the huge wall suddenly crashed down on the beach, hitting me full force and knocking me off my feet. I struggled hopelessly against the swirling waters as I tried to find a way out of my dire predicament. As darkness began to surround me, thoughts of my friends and family entered my mind as I slowly began to fade: my aunt and uncle taking me on a boat ride on Lake Michigan, movies at our town’s AMC theater, shopping at the local mall and ogling at the cute guys there, hanging out at the corner ice cream store with my friends, homecoming, my mom and dad.
Before the accident I thought. Somehow contemplating this made me realize that this could be the end of my short life and that I was going to meet them much sooner than expected. Questions began hurling themselves at me, each one as unanswerable and as dismal as the next: Who will take care of my aunt and uncle when I’m gone? Who will tell my friends what happened to me? Are they going to hold a funeral service for me? What kind of outfit are they going to put me in? As thoughts of impending doom filled my mind, my heart never stopped beating, as if it refused to give up and die in this forsaken place. I soon began to feel calm yet alert and fully aware of where I was, something someone who is about to die should not be feeling. This gave me added courage and strength and I felt warmth radiating from my heart that first started out as a small glow, only to build and build, gradually engulfing me in a bright white light until finally I landed on solid ground and the white light vanished. Out of the blue, I heard a voice call out to me, and before darkness came to claim me once again, two simple words entered my mind. “Well done.”
As you can see... my contact form does not support long text html posts with breaks.
I can't read this without eye & brain meltdown so I am not going to attempt it.
I also don't accept unsolicited beta reading.
I'm not a beta reader, I'm horrible at it.
From: email@example.com [mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org]
Sent: Thursday, May 04, 2006 1:58 AM
Subject: Contact Form
Subject: finder no Hyouteki
Comments: hi, um ur website is awesome!!
and I was just wondering if you know any amazing fanfiction about finder no Hyouteki...
My friends (alia, elise and a couple of others ^O^) and I have been dying for some... but we've only found three...
if you haven't heard about this yaoi s'ok ^O^
First, The finder series is a US licensed manga now
second, I don't have a clue why you would think I'd read fanfiction about it or even know anything about it since
a.) There's not a single indication on my site I have any connection to Ayano Yamane's fandom following
b.) I haven't done anything "fandom" related in years
This is one of the strangest and out of context requests I've had ever.
Why do people do this?