Bittersweet Candy Bowl

yes i freaken get it….
it’s fanfic, thats established.
it sucks, also established

just read it and shut up



Bitter Days

Marcus Granger sat at the edge of his bed, his grey fur was knotted and ragged but he didn’t mind, he got up and walked to the kitchen, there his mother, a large Maine coon, slept clutching an empty whiskey bottle. Marcus took it and placed it next to the others near the door, a loud snore erupted out of the woman’s cavernous mouth as if in response, she smiled
“At least now I know if she’s alive or not.”
Marcus returned to his room and stuffed his pen and notepad into his trench coat pocket,
“What else?”
His Ears pricked up and he swung around, his father, ears pointed down, was leaning against the doorway.
“Good luck with school today”
“Umm…thanks dad.”
His father nodded then walked back to the room where he slept. The whining creak of rusted mattress springs echoed through the house.
Marcus sighed and walked to the front door and out, the school across from his house was buzzing with chatter from the hundreds of students that waited for class in their shining white uniforms, this was not Marcus’s school and as he walked past it, he heard their whispers and giggles behind him,
“Nice cape!” snickered one of the older kids.
Marcus clenched his fist inside his pocket,
“Don’t respond, don’t waste time” Marcus muttered through clenched teeth.
He began to piece words together to distract him from the laughter that followed him.
“Love, lost, race, erased, misplaced, gone, forgiven, redemption, extinction, conviction, deletion, dead”
By the time he had finished collecting words and writing them in his notebook, he had reached his school.

He had found a quiet corridor, sat down and flicked through his notes.
“First day in high school?”
Marcus clapped his notebook shut and replied.
“Actually, second, my family and I moved from our home up north”
He looked up to see the smiling face of a girl about a year older than himself, white fur and black diamond shaped spot on her chest.
She looked back, her eyes zipping from one part of his face to another; there was something in his expression that scared her.
“So…umm…watcha got in the notebook.”
“Notes.”
Replied Marcus, bluntly.
“Umm…okay.”
“Hey, Katherine!”
A loud voice called from behind her.
There stood a girl, a Chihuahua, a stern frown to add to her apparently unappealing face.
“I’ve been looking everywhere for yo-“
She cut off, her beady eyes looking to Marcus.
“Umm, hello, my name is Marc-“
“Get away from her you creep!”
She yelled grabbing her friend by the hand and dragging her out of the corridor
Marcus clenched his fist and stuck out his claws, feeling each razor point on the inside of his hand.
He eased himself.
“Saw that coming” Marcus muttered to himself.

His first lesson, Advanced English, seemed to drag out so much longer than it was, although he hadn’t written any notes, instead he read over the words he wrote earlier in the morning and composing sentences out of them.
“Marcus Granger” The teacher called out.
“Yes, Mam?”
“Please open your copy of Shakespeare’s Othello, and read Iago’s second soliloquy”
Marcus did so, ignoring the blatantly obvious whispers and snickers emanating from the girls of the class.
“It is engendered, hell and night must bring this monstrous birth to the worlds light” Marcus finished reading.
“Thank you Marcus, you may sit down now” the teacher said.
Marcus sat down returned to his notes, suddenly, a crumpled piece of paper landed on his desk.
He looked around, nothing.
Quietly, he opened the paper
“You did really well”
Marcus sat there, puzzled.

The rest of the day passed slowly and when it had finally finished Marcus walked home.
He reached the school across from his home where the jeers and taunts seemed to have escalated.
“Hey Freak!” The kid from earlier that day yelled.
Marcus looked over in time to face the rotten apple that the infuriating youth had thrown.
The apple hit, knocking him to the ground, laughter boomed from every nearby teenager, tears welled up in Marcus’s eyes, his face burned and stung.
He got up, and ran, the teen who had thrown the apple ran after, kicking at Marcus’s feet causing him to trip and land face first, again laughter boomed out. Marcus got up and continued running, tears streaming down his face and laughter ringing in his ears.

Marcus got to his house and walked to the bathroom, he washed himself and the bloodied graze wounds on his face, arms and hands.
He looked up at his reflection and frowned, tensing his muscles in an attempt to stop himself from lashing out.

He ate the dinner his parents, both nightly workers, had left him.
He then sat on the couch and continued pairing the words that he had written down earlier, for several hours eventually composing more sentences and paragraphs.

After this Marcus laid back and slept, his wounds still burning in his dreams.

Thanks Taesh i stopped looking at “your face”

Well excuuuuUUUUUuuuuuse me princess

Hey Mangus, im new to the forum but i think this “original story” is starting pretty good. If you want to screw with Taeshi you can always transfer Marcus to the Bcb school. Just saying, when life gives authors
who insult you, use their own words to piss them off. Marks is insane!

^^actually that sounds pretty good
MWUHAHAHAHAHA*cough*ahaahh

Oh no i already see the next big couple….. MarcusxLucy. Muhahahahahah. Mangus dont kill me!, im making a fanfic pleasese.

Nah i don’t think he’ll be in love with any of the characters( maybe )
and it’s “Magnus”

I dont know the way he acts makes him like Abbey in a sense, except not as tough. Daisy or one of the understanding females would understand him, thus making them a couple varient.

Im writing a fanfiction too callee why do i bother. If you want to see Larken fighting with his own emtions read it…….. He is in denial damn it!?

Heh thanks for the title change taesh, but lame sounds kinda harsh

So no transfer…. To bad, i think. Taeshi would have been pissed if you did though

Suitcase saves the day ¬-¬

Excuse me, this story is about some made up character donot steel or something else?

Like i said Magnus should make his character enroll into the BCB school. Then pair him up with Lucy or something like that….cause the chaos

Marks:
Because, you know, people wouldn’t just roll their eyes at another fancharacterxLucy and not read it…

So uhhhh… Are the readers ever going to get clued into why this guy is supposedly such a freak? And what was with the ‘nice cape’ comment? Was that a stab at his trench coat?

Why do all characters need to have some ultra tragic past? What’s wrong with good old fasioned drama of the now? *Sigh*

^or worse, AmayaXMarcus

The thing is, most of the things that happened to marcus happen to me

People call me freak and laugh at me

The ‘cape’ thing is what a person yelled at me in a shopping mall, trying to tease me, you know

I’m just a manic depressive trying to write a story, express myself nd not fucking kill myself…..did it ever occur to you DICKWIPES THAT SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST SO SICK OF THINGS BEING THIS WAY THAT ALL THEY WANT IS FOR SOMEONE TO CARE AND TELL THEM IT’S ALRIGHT!!!

PROBABLY FUCKING NOT

I have a two words for you Mangus…

So. What.

Seriously. You’ve had a shit life? Awesome! Welcome to the club. Here’s your free membership jacket and club card for 20% off bad haircuts.

Why am I being such a callous jerk about this? Because I can’t stand people who use their own shitty past as a reason to whine and bitch and garner sympathy from others.

If writing a story helps you work out the kinks? That’s great! Fantastic! More power to you! But that doesn’t give you license to reject criticism and be a jerk. Your story, in it’s current form, is generic, and leaves allot of un-answered questions.

You’re drawing from life experience? Ok. Cool. I can dig it. Some jerk shouted “Nice Cape” at you for some reason. Ok… A bit odd. Why did he do that? Don’t know? Want to put it in your story anyway? Think of a reason! Create the scenario! You are the master of this world as you mold it. Make it make sense. Give it direction and purpose.

Why do characters call him a freak? Why do they react in such a way as to literally flip their shit and pull their friends away from him when they see him? There needs to be a reason! Is he deformed in some way? Does he have a huge scar? Is there an odd birthmark on him? Does he have something on him that identifies him as being weird, scary or horrifying? You need to contextualize the actions of his antagonists.

As for the fan character… You have 2 choices. A) Make him an original character in an original story who has nothing at all to do with BCB, or B) Make him fit the BCB world, and give him a DAMN good reason to exist.

Yes. There are fan characters about. Most are shit. Taeshi is very vocal in her dislike of them. Hell, the BCB meme has them getting shot if you have one! But if you’re good enough at writing and justifying, then hey, you’ll eventually make it through the gauntlet and have a fan-character that is accepted (Or at least tolerated).

So you need to decide if you’re good enough to warrant one. Otherwise, make it non BCB related.

Now. Suck it up. Quit yer belly aching. And write the best damn story you can.

DISMISSED SOLDIER!

Hey, expressing yourself is alright.
However, bitching at others when they criticise you is not.
Just learn to accept what the world has given you. When i was born, the pronounced me dead. Seventeen years on, and I’m studying for degrees in psychology and English. Just take what the world gives you, and make something of it.
And hey, perhaps don’t anger the owner of this forum.. You just look like a troll.
Just saying. ^_^

I’m the non-infectous kind

” I’m fine with people posting original content, but it shits me when people say “oh it’s a fanfic” but it’s about some made up character.”

So then the BCB characters aren’t made up? >8D THEY’RE REAL?

OMG MY LIFE HAS MEANING AGAIN

Sorry , I just noticed the lack of clarity there and had to capitalize on it.

so umm…yeh…sorry for lashing out earlier, im gonna go shut up for a while

Uhh…. I read to the commet were you lashwd out…. It alright? Anyway great character Marcus…..Are you going to make a flashback chapter to explain the first one?

Marcus is cool I like trench coats