|Monica's reaction to this will be worth gold.|
(I love Linkin Park! This is already a dead giveaway that I'm not serious about this fanfic at all, although it is true in a sense that the coral reef emits an iridescent light.)
light of the 'coral reef' I discovered came the ebony darkness,
(Dementia Raven Way. Yes this is a reference to her. That and the fact that she also likes Linkin Park.)
anf from the darkness came a bright, flashing light from the neon sign
(which unfortunately didn't electrocute her.
SPOILER WARNING: but when just dreaming, fuck logic.)
that led me to the inner depths ot the 'coral reef'. This is a most fascinating discovery that I have looked at through my cerulean orbs surrounded with abundadnt lashes.
(Cerulean orbs with abundadnt lashes. I resisted the urge to just say it as 'blue eyes with long eyelashes' to convey the same message because describing her appearance in cheesy purple prose is part of the challenge. A little piece of advice: when it comes to poetically describing eyes, leave that to songwriting and poetry. Examples: 'hazel green tint eyes' as in Warmness on the Soul and 'crystal blue disguise' as in Save Me, both songs by Avenged Sevenfold.)
Inside was a huge sity just as I read in mystery books
(like which ones? Truth is, I'm not even a bookworm. I have read a few good books such as Catcher in the Rye and Siddhartha, but I don't really read very thick books. The next book I plan to read for leisure is Ginny Reb by Brian Haner Sr. In fact, I haven't even read Harry Potter or Hunger Games. I like the Harry Potter movies though and haven't watched Hunger Games yet.)
|(^Hm. Not bad.)|
(I can't believe I'm saying this, but, Monica, go back to the kitchen and make me a sandwich! If you don't albready [geddit?] know how to make one, here's a video that might help you out. Fortunately, Monica isn't real and I'm not a sexist. I can make my own sandwiches anyway and I don't only believe but also know that women deserve to be respected.)
been riscovered but maybe it's just that mo one would ver bother to go back to the land because of the filth
(Filth? They're actually referring to people like C'ren and Monica!)
there and perhaps because of the fact that atlantis is supposed to be a utopia.
(but it isn't one anymore after C'ren steps in!)
Everyone was staring at me. They all stopped whatever they were doing.
"She's beautiful!" someone said.
"Ans she has all curves in right places," said anohter.,
(Sue alert! And what is that comma doing? You win this round, broccoli! Chapter 3 will be up next, unless I decide to take a break and blog about something else.)