Glad your happy. This makes me happy. ^_^
Although I don't really feel like what I'm doing is awesome... I mean, I think it's cool, sure, but if I were to compare it to something like Greg Highlander's stuff... I guess I've been kinda desensitized. *_*
But really... I have ideas for much later on down the line that I hope are going to be Crowning Moments of Epic Awesome.
As for that whole positive reception... yeah. The thing is, if people meet me when I'm on a high swing they're usually repulsed by my cheer - I've gone far beyond Ray-of-Effin'-Sunshine; I have become the sun itself. I'm loud, I'm weird, and I can be utterly overpowering. However, if you meet me at a particularly low point, like the one I would be in at the beginning of this story... Well, if you're the least bit protective, you'd wonder who the hell shot my dog, point blank, between the eyes, in front of my face, and where you could find said person so you could return the favor in spades. I'm no cry baby, but I put out that vibe that screams 'Damaged Goods - Handle With Care' when I'm down. (But what can I say? I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.)
The Masaki Household has had the excellent opportunity to get to know Garrick at his lowest, and then gradually work his way up to the high-swing, building up slowly so by the time he took it up a notch they were already somewhat desensitized. For example...
HAVE AN OMAKE!!!
"Ah, it seems Dear Brother is in a particularly good mood today," said Ayeka as she folded laundry with Ryoko.
"Was he singing that flagpole-sitter song again?" asked the space pirate with an amused grin.
"Oh no - even better," said Ayeka, coming close to tittering. "He was singing that delightfully twisted song about the AI that was still alive."
At that point, Sasami poked her head out of the kitchen and waved the two over, saying, "Big Sister, you may want to come out and see this...."
Ryoko and Ayeka both looked at each other, and all but telported to the doorway to see what Garrick was doing this time. And see they did: Garrick with a huge grin on his face and an absolutely manic gleam in his eyes. He had Sasami's favorite set of kitchen knives, the steel flashing and gleaming as he quickly chopped, cut, and sliced vegetables, producing a racket that would have turned some green at the sound (no doubt imaging things he could do to people with those blades), and pirouetting sharply, snapping his ponytail around like a black streamer behind him, as he delivered the results unerringly into waiting dishes and bubbling pots. And all the while, he was singing...
//www.youtube.com/v/iisYw0epV_Q?version=3&hl=en_US&rel=0
As Garrick finshed out the song with a flourish, he looked straight at the three and cackled wildly, getting out only one word:"PRICELESS!!!" and then going back to work, this time starting off with the Bohemian Rhapsody.
Ryoko and Ayeka were stunned while Sasami grinned happily as she shut off the camcorder she'd been using to film the ongoings.
"Well, that's new," Ryoko managed at last.
"Is... he safe?" wondered Ayeka, somewhere between fear and horror.
"Unh!" replied Sasami. "Garrick is just really happy right now. I can't wait to send this to Grandma Seto!"
Yeah.
This wouldn't fit in any particular spot in the story (though it would probably be right before Minagi shows up), but it's the perfect example of exactly what sort of weirdness and presence I am on one of my high-swings, and how that would fit into the Masaki Household. Really, I wouldn't stick out any worse than the rest of those crazies - square peg, meet square hole.
Although I don't really feel like what I'm doing is awesome... I mean, I think it's cool, sure, but if I were to compare it to something like Greg Highlander's stuff... I guess I've been kinda desensitized. *_*
But really... I have ideas for much later on down the line that I hope are going to be Crowning Moments of Epic Awesome.
As for that whole positive reception... yeah. The thing is, if people meet me when I'm on a high swing they're usually repulsed by my cheer - I've gone far beyond Ray-of-Effin'-Sunshine; I have become the sun itself. I'm loud, I'm weird, and I can be utterly overpowering. However, if you meet me at a particularly low point, like the one I would be in at the beginning of this story... Well, if you're the least bit protective, you'd wonder who the hell shot my dog, point blank, between the eyes, in front of my face, and where you could find said person so you could return the favor in spades. I'm no cry baby, but I put out that vibe that screams 'Damaged Goods - Handle With Care' when I'm down. (But what can I say? I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.)
The Masaki Household has had the excellent opportunity to get to know Garrick at his lowest, and then gradually work his way up to the high-swing, building up slowly so by the time he took it up a notch they were already somewhat desensitized. For example...
HAVE AN OMAKE!!!
"Ah, it seems Dear Brother is in a particularly good mood today," said Ayeka as she folded laundry with Ryoko.
"Was he singing that flagpole-sitter song again?" asked the space pirate with an amused grin.
"Oh no - even better," said Ayeka, coming close to tittering. "He was singing that delightfully twisted song about the AI that was still alive."
At that point, Sasami poked her head out of the kitchen and waved the two over, saying, "Big Sister, you may want to come out and see this...."
Ryoko and Ayeka both looked at each other, and all but telported to the doorway to see what Garrick was doing this time. And see they did: Garrick with a huge grin on his face and an absolutely manic gleam in his eyes. He had Sasami's favorite set of kitchen knives, the steel flashing and gleaming as he quickly chopped, cut, and sliced vegetables, producing a racket that would have turned some green at the sound (no doubt imaging things he could do to people with those blades), and pirouetting sharply, snapping his ponytail around like a black streamer behind him, as he delivered the results unerringly into waiting dishes and bubbling pots. And all the while, he was singing...
//www.youtube.com/v/iisYw0epV_Q?version=3&hl=en_US&rel=0
As Garrick finshed out the song with a flourish, he looked straight at the three and cackled wildly, getting out only one word:"PRICELESS!!!" and then going back to work, this time starting off with the Bohemian Rhapsody.
Ryoko and Ayeka were stunned while Sasami grinned happily as she shut off the camcorder she'd been using to film the ongoings.
"Well, that's new," Ryoko managed at last.
"Is... he safe?" wondered Ayeka, somewhere between fear and horror.
"Unh!" replied Sasami. "Garrick is just really happy right now. I can't wait to send this to Grandma Seto!"
Yeah.
This wouldn't fit in any particular spot in the story (though it would probably be right before Minagi shows up), but it's the perfect example of exactly what sort of weirdness and presence I am on one of my high-swings, and how that would fit into the Masaki Household. Really, I wouldn't stick out any worse than the rest of those crazies - square peg, meet square hole.