Lacking

"Well to ignore the looming shadows of the big three~

26. 27. 32.

Those three certainly have quite the energy. Good at games and puzzles. Top scores for any game they participate in. Even a newbie like me can see that. So of course they're going to stick out."

"There's also 30 and 46, maybe some kinship there among the sea of teenagers and young adults~"

"11 for the fact that they're so early on and so young.. They're really lucky, or unlucky.."

  It’s been a theory..a belief for a while now.. preparation if you will.

                                     ..and yet ...

The idea of validation and confirmation could be a difficult thing to process.

 Turning the radio dial and finding you’re on the same station as the rest of the orchestra. To turn and see the microphone dangling in plain sight..

We’re all part of it. That is why, my melody is always on loop.The image forever will be preserved , to protect it from any scratches or tarnishes on it’s smooth surface. 

  Do you understand now, that you've seemed to  to have noticed the frequencies? What caused the switch? What did you see? Or did you realize it on your own?

She’s careful as always, and though she desires to comfort as she sees his form sway, she doesn’t move.

 She watches like always. If he intends to keep it from her well, she’ll do as she always does.

Choo Choo...

All aboard.

Whatever your hue is, he's happy to see it.

She's got Pigsley..so..she should be fine with just him..

"Piggybacking off mr 52. Knowledge is not touching the stove and wisdom is just grabbing an oven mitt.."

"We're all just dumb lil babies waddling around in the world. Some of us know when to move our hand away from the stove on our own, other's dont think about that at all and try to grab it, only for someone to make sure they don't get burned. For others, their hands might be forced against the burning iron. It depends on whos playing what, and for what reason. Do they gain anything from it, does it come with a price? and more importantly."

He's the kind of guy who's normally pretty social. He does pick and choose and adjust accordingly. It depends on the person, the situation they're in , ect.~

  He’s gotten into the habit of staring.  He can’t help but watch as the sand trickles down over their heads. The time ticking, seconds, moments, minutes.. They all trickle down over their eyes..

He’s started reading a lot more stories lately..and one that comes to mind is about a girl, who could see into the future.. Though she was cursed , that no one would believe her predictions.. Maybe it’s silly but part of him understands her frustrations.

No matter what she saw, no one could ever believe her. Her predictions could save thousands of lives... but she would never be able to.

To see someone’s time change drastically is an experience he always dreads.

  ..the last time he tried to warn someone..it didn’t go well.

Cold fingers gently touch his throat, tracing the scars left, and the sore vocal cords...

  that would be the first, and last time he’d see his own time, ticking down to zero.

It’s a terrible fate, to know when time will end...

but...footsteps on the sand fade eventually, as the ocean washes over the shore.

Haha, of course you do~

There’s a barrier, between you and me, that we can’t break.

Maybe some can, though, the method is unclear. But between us, it’s there, a safety net to keep the world from falling apart.

  Some people wear their hearts on their sleeve. Some burry their voices, their thoughts, hidden deep in their minds. Lucky for me, I get to see it all.

Have you ever read a comic book? Read subtitles on a movie?

That’s kind of how I see things..I get to see thoughts displayed for my viewing pleasure, for better or worse. It gets overwhelming, and I’m still figuring it out. If there is one thing I do know though..

It’s easy to understand how things work, when you’re fully immersed in it.

    That’s how it works for me and the machines... Piggsey has been the first one I ever worked on, and I’ve upgraded him.. He’s become more advanced, and I’ve learned more a bout how he works...and how he feels.

   Machines have no feelings, but that’s not true... at least not to me..

I don’t know how it works, but there’s times when I feel like a part of me goes into my creations....though, that can be said about anything, right?

Machinery and coding. Circuit boards and wires, it all makes sense and has a purpose. It all works together to create a working machine..

People aren’t like that.

People have undetermined factors that ones must consider.

Yourself that is perceived by outside forces and the words that you say.. 

To speak your mind, and to connect feelings and thoughts, and to turn them into words...

It’s incredible.

...Perhaps it’s oversimplifying.. but to do these things , to go any deeper then the first layer...

How could one do such a thing?

....That’s why I admire you so greatly...

 Your words spoken with the confidence of one who understands the world around them, and phrases them in ways that offer clarity to those who understand or speak the same language....or anyone willing to try..

Your words are nature itself.. the vines  that tangle in the iron gates and the butterflies that land among the pale yellow roses..

Natural flow like a river, and rhythm in sync with the humming birds wings..that’s what you’ve managed to achieve..

 The milky way and the satellite that watches and examines it from a distance. So close and yet so far...

Ah, he’ll laugh! “I would miss you too!” Although, he feels that these reasons aren’t all in her mind right now…

A lot of people, but she had always seemed so… so deeply interested in them all.

The idea of being up close and personal with them… –

At least, that’s how it looked to him.

“I wouldn’t want to be a reason you stay back, though! If you wanted to play, I think you’d be good at them.” And how genuinely that he means that!

“But, if there are other reasons… It does make me happy that I get to see you every day. Even though Players can visit at any time, it would be different…”

 A laugh. “Its not you! I’d miss watching the game too! and I’d miss mama,and everyone else.. It’d be so hard too!” She’ll gently brush a hand through her hair as she flashes a smile at him. “I don’t know about all that..I dont do too good with games..and they’re really hard! Even harder than just hide and seek!”

  She doesn’t doubt him, or how well he might know her. There’s a feeling maybe you do understand her true feelings on the matter..understand her words, her actions..

Even if her words don’t seem true..it doesn’t matter..perhaps her words are never truly meant for they’re meant to be for..they’ve never felt that way. Another little bit of a puzzle she’s yet to understand.

  “I like seeing you every day too!! If I were to be a player, I would have to work back up to come see you!! and that’d be really extra haaard” She’ll whine. “I wanna see Nine whenever I want!! We don’t need to make it different or change anything...though..” she’ll tap her chin.. 

‘Scary’.. even with the view of a fisheye lens?

The indentions caved a little more, although he anticipated it to. It could be, of course, that he’s simply overthinking… There’s a lot to think about, though.

“Mm! I wasn’t planning to either.” Admittedly, it’s relieving to hear, regardless…

“But, you think it’s scary..? What for?”

   Scary through the echos, the faded images that make up a watercolor painting. The scars that linger just within view, the life spotlighted on the the screen for all to see.

She had a feeling he wouldn’t.

                 She can’t imagine him being in such a position.

He’s always felt like the kind to nurture, how soft his voice would get with the littlest of beings... She wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to stay with everyone..

  “Theres alot of people..! and I wouldnt be able to watch anymore,so everyone that comes would be new..”

Though the thought of it was exhilarating. 

Seeng others unfiltered. Watching from a better distance, without the screen. Despite the harsh shades,and the feeling of it of making her skull ache..

Unpredicablity is..so...

hm