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    Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 2:38 pm

    This is sort of a continuation of the question I posted in the "ask a question thread". Here are the rules:

    1. Make a storyline of a movie staring 1 (and only 1)August Band member. State who that band member is and post a brief storyline here. You can also post updates on storylines you made.

    2. You may NOT choose Pitch. However, he can appear in a cameo role.

    3. Other August band members may also appear provided they play cameo roles.

    Hopefully, Thai film companies read this and get one of the stories for the next film!

    Sorry, it's kind of late, marrianer!


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 3:03 pm

    This is my story starring Nine:

    Churai (Nine) is a rising saxophonist in the Bangkok jazz club scene. He's famous not only for his music skills but also for his antics on stage. He never fails to send his audience into a riotous laughter.

    One day, a beautiful, mysterious girl named Ratana sits in the audience. Surprisingly, she is the only one who doesn't laugh at any of his jokes. Churai gets very intrigued and, being a person who loves dares, challenges himself to get her to at least smile.

    He befriends her and becomes an instant hit with her clique. He becomes the insane friend that everyone likes hanging out with. But as successful as he is in making everyone else laugh, he never gets anything from Ratana.

    He gives up the challenge and decides to just get to know her. And this is when he finds out how wonderful she is, the awful truth about her...and realises he's falling for Ratana.

    Uh...any suggestion is absolutely welcome!

    So what's your story? Cool


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by marianner on April 17th 2009, 3:10 pm

    Genre: A romantic film/story.

    Setting: Italy.

    Characters:

    Suchin, a carefree tourist who insists that her purpose for going to Italy is to experience the Carnivale. The real purpose? To try and forget the pain of a former love.

    Non, an Italian Studies major at the American University of Rome whose final project/thesis is a photo essay on Italy. He lives with his father (his mother Dara died when he was 5, doing a humanitarian project in Africa when rebels captured the tribe she was helping)

    ________________________________________________________

    Capitolo Uno - Venezia
    Chapter One – Venice




    2 weeks before Ash Wednesday, it is Carnivale di Venezia - Carnival of Venice.

    At the height of the Carnivale, Non is taking photos as the masked men and women traverse the streets of Venice. He revels at the colors and the elaborate costumes. A flash of gold catches his eye. Seemingly alone in the middle of the revelers is a girl in a black gown with gold brocade and details. He snaps a photo. They meet eyes, and he feels a pang of passion light up within him. Suddenly the girl runs out of the chaos and into an alley. Non follows her, with a fervent desire to find her, his mystery girl with the lovely almond eyes that seemed to pierce through his own.

    The girl runs through bridges, streets, alleys.. until she finds a dead end with nowhere to go. Non catches up to her, and sees her against the wall, her hands trembling. He goes up to her slowly and calmly and in his mellow voice filled the secluded alley..

    "All I wanted was a photo. I didn't mean to scare you.."

    The girl looked at him, curious, as if searching for something. She removed her mask, and held it with gloved hands.

    "Oh.. I see. I'm sorry for running. I thought you were.."
    "..a bad man?"

    said Non as he finished her sentence.

    "Yes, sir.."

    she replied with a bowed head.

    "Well.. Can we start over? Hi. My name is Non, and I'm here taking photos for my project at the American University of Rome. I'm an Italian Studies major, and I've always wanted to go to Carnivale.."

    The girl replied, the shakiness in her voice abating,

    "Hello, Non. I'm Suchin. I came here a few days ago, and my purpose for being here is to experience Carnivale.."

    The boy and the girl's conversation carries on, and Suchin even forgets to return to participate in the festivites. They walk along the less crowded streets, talking about everything that came to their minds. From the mundane happiness of ice cream to pondering on life's mysteries, the day seems to breeze by. From traversing the Rialto Bridge to tea and cakes at the Caffé Florian, the two seemed as if they knew each other from the very start..

    ..and it all started with boy's glance into a girl's eyes in the middle of Carnivale.

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 3:20 pm

    marianner wrote:Genre: A romantic film/story.

    Setting: Italy.

    Characters:

    Suchin, a carefree tourist who insists that her purpose for going to Italy is to experience the Carnivale. The real purpose? To try and forget the pain of a former love.

    Non, an Italian Studies major at the American University of Rome whose final project/thesis is a photo essay on Italy. He lives with his father (his mother Dara died when he was 5, doing a humanitarian project in Africa when rebels captured the tribe she was helping)

    ________________________________________________________

    Capitolo Uno - Venezia
    Chapter One – Venice




    2 weeks before Ash Wednesday, it is Carnivale di Venezia - Carnival of Venice.

    At the height of the Carnivale, Non is taking photos as the masked men and women traverse the streets of Venice. He revels at the colors and the elaborate costumes. A flash of gold catches his eye. Seemingly alone in the middle of the revelers is a girl in a black gown with gold brocade and details. He snaps a photo. They meet eyes, and he feels a pang of passion light up within him. Suddenly the girl runs out of the chaos and into an alley. Non follows her, with a fervent desire to find her, his mystery girl with the lovely almond eyes that seemed to pierce through his own.

    The girl runs through bridges, streets, alleys.. until she finds a dead end with nowhere to go. Non catches up to her, and sees her against the wall, her hands trembling. He goes up to her slowly and calmly and in his mellow voice filled the secluded alley..

    "All I wanted was a photo. I didn't mean to scare you.."

    The girl looked at him, curious, as if searching for something. She removed her mask, and held it with gloved hands.

    "Oh.. I see. I'm sorry for running. I thought you were.."
    "..a bad man?"

    said Non as he finished her sentence.

    "Yes, sir.."

    she replied with a bowed head.

    "Well.. Can we start over? Hi. My name is Non, and I'm here taking photos for my project at the American University of Rome. I'm an Italian Studies major, and I've always wanted to go to Carnivale.."

    The girl replied, the shakiness in her voice abating,

    "Hello, Non. I'm Suchin. I came here a few days ago, and my purpose for being here is to experience Carnivale.."

    The boy and the girl's conversation carries on, and Suchin even forgets to return to participate in the festivites. They walk along the less crowded streets, talking about everything that came to their minds. From the mundane happiness of ice cream to pondering on life's mysteries, the day seems to breeze by. From traversing the Rialto Bridge to tea and cakes at the Caffé Florian, the two seemed as if they knew each other from the very start..

    ..and it all started with boy's glance into a girl's eyes in the middle of Carnivale.

    Teehee! Helped you with that!


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chiruruzu on April 17th 2009, 4:53 pm

    marianner wrote:Genre: A romantic film/story.

    Setting: Italy.

    Characters:

    Suchin, a carefree tourist who insists that her purpose for going to Italy is to experience the Carnivale. The real purpose? To try and forget the pain of a former love.

    Non, an Italian Studies major at the American University of Rome whose final project/thesis is a photo essay on Italy. He lives with his father (his mother Dara died when he was 5, doing a humanitarian project in Africa when rebels captured the tribe she was helping)

    ________________________________________________________

    Capitolo Uno - Venezia
    Chapter One – Venice




    2 weeks before Ash Wednesday, it is Carnivale di Venezia - Carnival of Venice.

    At the height of the Carnivale, Non is taking photos as the masked men and women traverse the streets of Venice. He revels at the colors and the elaborate costumes. A flash of gold catches his eye. Seemingly alone in the middle of the revelers is a girl in a black gown with gold brocade and details. He snaps a photo. They meet eyes, and he feels a pang of passion light up within him. Suddenly the girl runs out of the chaos and into an alley. Non follows her, with a fervent desire to find her, his mystery girl with the lovely almond eyes that seemed to pierce through his own.

    The girl runs through bridges, streets, alleys.. until she finds a dead end with nowhere to go. Non catches up to her, and sees her against the wall, her hands trembling. He goes up to her slowly and calmly and in his mellow voice filled the secluded alley..

    "All I wanted was a photo. I didn't mean to scare you.."

    The girl looked at him, curious, as if searching for something. She removed her mask, and held it with gloved hands.

    "Oh.. I see. I'm sorry for running. I thought you were.."
    "..a bad man?"

    said Non as he finished her sentence.

    "Yes, sir.."

    she replied with a bowed head.

    "Well.. Can we start over? Hi. My name is Non, and I'm here taking photos for my project at the American University of Rome. I'm an Italian Studies major, and I've always wanted to go to Carnivale.."

    The girl replied, the shakiness in her voice abating,

    "Hello, Non. I'm Suchin. I came here a few days ago, and my purpose for being here is to experience Carnivale.."

    The boy and the girl's conversation carries on, and Suchin even forgets to return to participate in the festivites. They walk along the less crowded streets, talking about everything that came to their minds. From the mundane happiness of ice cream to pondering on life's mysteries, the day seems to breeze by. From traversing the Rialto Bridge to tea and cakes at the Caffé Florian, the two seemed as if they knew each other from the very start..

    ..and it all started with boy's glance into a girl's eyes in the middle of Carnivale.

    hmmm... i am pleasantly surprised marianner!!! Very Happy

    I definitely love your writing style., Here are some of my focal points.,

    1. I love that you simply gave a speck of foreshadowing on your story., this is actually good, because you will keep your readers on the edge of their seats.,

    2. I like the way you play with words in making the eclectic descriptions of the story., You simply transported the images into words with such ease and straightforward vistas.,

    3. The poetic symbolisms in the story subtly contrasts the prose substinence of the whole narrative, which makes it more diverse and all the while interesting to read.,

    Go marianner!!! can't wait for the second part., cheers cheers cheers

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 5:00 pm

    chiruruzu wrote:
    marianner wrote:Genre: A romantic film/story.

    Setting: Italy.

    Characters:

    Suchin, a carefree tourist who insists that her purpose for going to Italy is to experience the Carnivale. The real purpose? To try and forget the pain of a former love.

    Non, an Italian Studies major at the American University of Rome whose final project/thesis is a photo essay on Italy. He lives with his father (his mother Dara died when he was 5, doing a humanitarian project in Africa when rebels captured the tribe she was helping)

    ________________________________________________________

    Capitolo Uno - Venezia
    Chapter One – Venice




    2 weeks before Ash Wednesday, it is Carnivale di Venezia - Carnival of Venice.

    At the height of the Carnivale, Non is taking photos as the masked men and women traverse the streets of Venice. He revels at the colors and the elaborate costumes. A flash of gold catches his eye. Seemingly alone in the middle of the revelers is a girl in a black gown with gold brocade and details. He snaps a photo. They meet eyes, and he feels a pang of passion light up within him. Suddenly the girl runs out of the chaos and into an alley. Non follows her, with a fervent desire to find her, his mystery girl with the lovely almond eyes that seemed to pierce through his own.

    The girl runs through bridges, streets, alleys.. until she finds a dead end with nowhere to go. Non catches up to her, and sees her against the wall, her hands trembling. He goes up to her slowly and calmly and in his mellow voice filled the secluded alley..

    "All I wanted was a photo. I didn't mean to scare you.."

    The girl looked at him, curious, as if searching for something. She removed her mask, and held it with gloved hands.

    "Oh.. I see. I'm sorry for running. I thought you were.."
    "..a bad man?"

    said Non as he finished her sentence.

    "Yes, sir.."

    she replied with a bowed head.

    "Well.. Can we start over? Hi. My name is Non, and I'm here taking photos for my project at the American University of Rome. I'm an Italian Studies major, and I've always wanted to go to Carnivale.."

    The girl replied, the shakiness in her voice abating,

    "Hello, Non. I'm Suchin. I came here a few days ago, and my purpose for being here is to experience Carnivale.."

    The boy and the girl's conversation carries on, and Suchin even forgets to return to participate in the festivites. They walk along the less crowded streets, talking about everything that came to their minds. From the mundane happiness of ice cream to pondering on life's mysteries, the day seems to breeze by. From traversing the Rialto Bridge to tea and cakes at the Caffé Florian, the two seemed as if they knew each other from the very start..

    ..and it all started with boy's glance into a girl's eyes in the middle of Carnivale.

    hmmm... i am pleasantly surprised marianner!!! Very Happy

    I definitely love your writing style., Here are some of my focal points.,

    1. I love that you simply gave a speck of foreshadowing on your story., this is actually good, because you will keep your readers on the edge of their seats.,

    2. I like the way you play with words in making the eclectic descriptions of the story., You simply transported the images into words with such ease and straightforward vistas.,

    3. The poetic symbolisms in the story subtly contrasts the prose substinence of the whole narrative, which makes it more diverse and all the while interesting to read.,

    Go marianner!!! can't wait for the second part., cheers cheers cheers

    She is indeed talented! *proud friend*


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chiruruzu on April 17th 2009, 5:04 pm

    chanrakter wrote:
    chiruruzu wrote:
    marianner wrote:Genre: A romantic film/story.

    Setting: Italy.

    Characters:

    Suchin, a carefree tourist who insists that her purpose for going to Italy is to experience the Carnivale. The real purpose? To try and forget the pain of a former love.

    Non, an Italian Studies major at the American University of Rome whose final project/thesis is a photo essay on Italy. He lives with his father (his mother Dara died when he was 5, doing a humanitarian project in Africa when rebels captured the tribe she was helping)

    ________________________________________________________

    Capitolo Uno - Venezia
    Chapter One – Venice




    2 weeks before Ash Wednesday, it is Carnivale di Venezia - Carnival of Venice.

    At the height of the Carnivale, Non is taking photos as the masked men and women traverse the streets of Venice. He revels at the colors and the elaborate costumes. A flash of gold catches his eye. Seemingly alone in the middle of the revelers is a girl in a black gown with gold brocade and details. He snaps a photo. They meet eyes, and he feels a pang of passion light up within him. Suddenly the girl runs out of the chaos and into an alley. Non follows her, with a fervent desire to find her, his mystery girl with the lovely almond eyes that seemed to pierce through his own.

    The girl runs through bridges, streets, alleys.. until she finds a dead end with nowhere to go. Non catches up to her, and sees her against the wall, her hands trembling. He goes up to her slowly and calmly and in his mellow voice filled the secluded alley..

    "All I wanted was a photo. I didn't mean to scare you.."

    The girl looked at him, curious, as if searching for something. She removed her mask, and held it with gloved hands.

    "Oh.. I see. I'm sorry for running. I thought you were.."
    "..a bad man?"

    said Non as he finished her sentence.

    "Yes, sir.."

    she replied with a bowed head.

    "Well.. Can we start over? Hi. My name is Non, and I'm here taking photos for my project at the American University of Rome. I'm an Italian Studies major, and I've always wanted to go to Carnivale.."

    The girl replied, the shakiness in her voice abating,

    "Hello, Non. I'm Suchin. I came here a few days ago, and my purpose for being here is to experience Carnivale.."

    The boy and the girl's conversation carries on, and Suchin even forgets to return to participate in the festivites. They walk along the less crowded streets, talking about everything that came to their minds. From the mundane happiness of ice cream to pondering on life's mysteries, the day seems to breeze by. From traversing the Rialto Bridge to tea and cakes at the Caffé Florian, the two seemed as if they knew each other from the very start..

    ..and it all started with boy's glance into a girl's eyes in the middle of Carnivale.

    hmmm... i am pleasantly surprised marianner!!! Very Happy

    I definitely love your writing style., Here are some of my focal points.,

    1. I love that you simply gave a speck of foreshadowing on your story., this is actually good, because you will keep your readers on the edge of their seats.,

    2. I like the way you play with words in making the eclectic descriptions of the story., You simply transported the images into words with such ease and straightforward vistas.,

    3. The poetic symbolisms in the story subtly contrasts the prose substinence of the whole narrative, which makes it more diverse and all the while interesting to read.,

    Go marianner!!! can't wait for the second part., cheers cheers cheers

    She is indeed talented! *proud friend*

    it's a shame I only got to talk to her in the forum once., (the one with leighton meester on the guilty pleasure thread) well, no matter... I'm sure there'll be plenty of time to talk to her., Very Happy

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 5:17 pm

    chiruruzu wrote:
    chanrakter wrote:
    chiruruzu wrote:
    marianner wrote:Genre: A romantic film/story.

    Setting: Italy.

    Characters:

    Suchin, a carefree tourist who insists that her purpose for going to Italy is to experience the Carnivale. The real purpose? To try and forget the pain of a former love.

    Non, an Italian Studies major at the American University of Rome whose final project/thesis is a photo essay on Italy. He lives with his father (his mother Dara died when he was 5, doing a humanitarian project in Africa when rebels captured the tribe she was helping)

    ________________________________________________________

    Capitolo Uno - Venezia
    Chapter One – Venice




    2 weeks before Ash Wednesday, it is Carnivale di Venezia - Carnival of Venice.

    At the height of the Carnivale, Non is taking photos as the masked men and women traverse the streets of Venice. He revels at the colors and the elaborate costumes. A flash of gold catches his eye. Seemingly alone in the middle of the revelers is a girl in a black gown with gold brocade and details. He snaps a photo. They meet eyes, and he feels a pang of passion light up within him. Suddenly the girl runs out of the chaos and into an alley. Non follows her, with a fervent desire to find her, his mystery girl with the lovely almond eyes that seemed to pierce through his own.

    The girl runs through bridges, streets, alleys.. until she finds a dead end with nowhere to go. Non catches up to her, and sees her against the wall, her hands trembling. He goes up to her slowly and calmly and in his mellow voice filled the secluded alley..

    "All I wanted was a photo. I didn't mean to scare you.."

    The girl looked at him, curious, as if searching for something. She removed her mask, and held it with gloved hands.

    "Oh.. I see. I'm sorry for running. I thought you were.."
    "..a bad man?"

    said Non as he finished her sentence.

    "Yes, sir.."

    she replied with a bowed head.

    "Well.. Can we start over? Hi. My name is Non, and I'm here taking photos for my project at the American University of Rome. I'm an Italian Studies major, and I've always wanted to go to Carnivale.."

    The girl replied, the shakiness in her voice abating,

    "Hello, Non. I'm Suchin. I came here a few days ago, and my purpose for being here is to experience Carnivale.."

    The boy and the girl's conversation carries on, and Suchin even forgets to return to participate in the festivites. They walk along the less crowded streets, talking about everything that came to their minds. From the mundane happiness of ice cream to pondering on life's mysteries, the day seems to breeze by. From traversing the Rialto Bridge to tea and cakes at the Caffé Florian, the two seemed as if they knew each other from the very start..

    ..and it all started with boy's glance into a girl's eyes in the middle of Carnivale.

    hmmm... i am pleasantly surprised marianner!!! Very Happy

    I definitely love your writing style., Here are some of my focal points.,

    1. I love that you simply gave a speck of foreshadowing on your story., this is actually good, because you will keep your readers on the edge of their seats.,

    2. I like the way you play with words in making the eclectic descriptions of the story., You simply transported the images into words with such ease and straightforward vistas.,

    3. The poetic symbolisms in the story subtly contrasts the prose substinence of the whole narrative, which makes it more diverse and all the while interesting to read.,

    Go marianner!!! can't wait for the second part., cheers cheers cheers

    She is indeed talented! *proud friend*

    it's a shame I only got to talk to her in the forum once., (the one with leighton meester on the guilty pleasure thread) well, no matter... I'm sure there'll be plenty of time to talk to her., Very Happy

    True!

    You'd love her! She's amazing to talk to!


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chiruruzu on April 17th 2009, 5:18 pm

    hehe., can't wait., Very Happy

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 5:24 pm

    chiruruzu wrote:hehe., can't wait., Very Happy


    Haha! Hope she comes soon.


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by marianner on April 17th 2009, 6:52 pm

    I'm here! Smile Thanks for the wonderful comments, chiru! It really means a lot.. Smile

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 7:02 pm

    marianner wrote:I'm here! Smile Thanks for the wonderful comments, chiru! It really means a lot.. Smile

    He is very nice, isn't he! By the way, he love literature too! Whee!


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by pchy on April 17th 2009, 9:53 pm

    NO PITCH?! terrified

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by julipych on April 17th 2009, 10:02 pm

    wow! i love this thread...this is sort of a fanfic.. hehe now talents are coming out from this site...keep it up guys.. hehe cheers yes yes

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 10:02 pm

    pchy wrote:NO PITCH?! terrified

    Sorry! Pero pwede siyang extra. Pero until doon lang!

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    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 10:03 pm

    julipych wrote:wow! i love this thread...this is sort of a fanfic.. hehe now talents are coming out from this site...keep it up guys.. hehe cheers yes yes

    Merci beaucoup Julie!

    Gawa ka rin! Teehee!


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    Post by julipych on April 17th 2009, 10:08 pm

    chanrakter wrote:
    julipych wrote:wow! i love this thread...this is sort of a fanfic.. hehe now talents are coming out from this site...keep it up guys.. hehe cheers yes yes

    Merci beaucoup Julie!

    Gawa ka rin! Teehee!

    j'essaierai, hehe je ne suis pas aussi doué que vous êtes hehe

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 17th 2009, 10:10 pm

    julipych wrote:
    chanrakter wrote:
    julipych wrote:wow! i love this thread...this is sort of a fanfic.. hehe now talents are coming out from this site...keep it up guys.. hehe cheers yes yes

    Merci beaucoup Julie!

    Gawa ka rin! Teehee!

    j'essaierai, hehe je ne suis pas aussi doué que vous êtes hehe

    Haha! Anyone can write. You just have to develop it.


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chiruruzu on April 18th 2009, 10:08 pm

    marianner wrote:I'm here! Smile Thanks for the wonderful comments, chiru! It really means a lot.. Smile

    No probs., marianner., hey what nickname can I call you btw? Very Happy

    chanrakter wrote:

    He is very nice, isn't he! By the way, he love literature too! Whee!

    awww... thanks chan! *hugs* Very Happy

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 18th 2009, 10:17 pm

    chiruruzu wrote:
    marianner wrote:I'm here! Smile Thanks for the wonderful comments, chiru! It really means a lot.. Smile

    No probs., marianner., hey what nickname can I call you btw? Very Happy

    chanrakter wrote:

    He is very nice, isn't he! By the way, he love literature too! Whee!

    awww... thanks chan! *hugs* Very Happy
    No problem! You are so welcome! *hugs back*


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chiruruzu on April 18th 2009, 10:27 pm

    chanrakter wrote:
    chiruruzu wrote:
    marianner wrote:I'm here! Smile Thanks for the wonderful comments, chiru! It really means a lot.. Smile

    No probs., marianner., hey what nickname can I call you btw? Very Happy

    chanrakter wrote:

    He is very nice, isn't he! By the way, he love literature too! Whee!

    awww... thanks chan! *hugs* Very Happy
    No problem! You are so welcome! *hugs back*

    haha., speaking of hugs (reminiscent mode) did you remember that this is our first conversation together., the to be hugged or to be kissed thread., sorry, it just came to mind., hahah

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 18th 2009, 10:30 pm

    chiruruzu wrote:
    chanrakter wrote:
    chiruruzu wrote:
    marianner wrote:I'm here! Smile Thanks for the wonderful comments, chiru! It really means a lot.. Smile

    No probs., marianner., hey what nickname can I call you btw? Very Happy

    chanrakter wrote:

    He is very nice, isn't he! By the way, he love literature too! Whee!

    awww... thanks chan! *hugs* Very Happy
    No problem! You are so welcome! *hugs back*

    haha., speaking of hugs (reminiscent mode) did you remember that this is our first conversation together., the to be hugged or to be kissed thread., sorry, it just came to mind., hahah

    Haha! No worries! I do remember that! Haha!

    Well, *hug, still!*


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by marianner on April 18th 2009, 11:33 pm

    Here's the continuation of Chapter 1: Venice.

    I decided that the first one I posted would be some kind of prelude or something. Very Happy

    Hope you guys like it!

    Spoiler:
    The sun started to set on the City of Water. After strolling and getting lost together through the avenues, Non and Suchin found themselves on a dock. An elderly man passes by with his gondola of faded blue and chipped red. The man spoke in a low but calming voice.

    “Vuoi una gondola ride, signore?” (Would you like a gondola ride, sir?)

    “Sì, signore. We would like a ride,” replied Non, wiping sweat off his brow with a blue handkerchief.

    Suchin looked at Non with puzzled eyes. She could not believe that she was going for a gondola ride, because the fare, as she heard, was 70 Euros for a 50-minute ride; a steep amount. Non looked at the elderly gondolier, who seemed to have read Suchin’s sentiments.

    “Signorina,” said the man in accented English, “I believe you are concerned with the price! I can see it in your eyes, the apprehension and the worry.. But you two are very lucky, even blessed! Today happens to be my last day as a gondolier.. And it would be my pleasure for the lovely couple to have this gondola ride.. Gratuitamente.” As he said this, a smile came up his creased face, his eyes twinkling in the sunlight. He was giving them a gondola ride.. Free.

    The girl in the black and gold gown beamed as she took the gondolier’s hand to step into the gondola. Non followed shortly after, and took his place beside her.

    “Signore e signorina, will you permit me to speak as we go through the Venetian Canals?” asked the able oarsman.

    “Why yes, sir. Please do. We would like to know about our very generous gondoliere!” Suchin replied cheerfully, as she patted the sweat off her neck with a lace kerchief.

    “Thank you, dear miss. My name is Federigo Costa,” he started. I was born in 1942, here in Venezia. I am part of a long line of gondoliere here in the city. Our family did not just treat this as a business, but part of life itself. Many others only view this to make money, but we don’t see it as that. Yes, it does help us to survive day-to-day expenses such as food, but my nonno (grandfather) always told me that to drive a gondola down the canals should be a life-changing experience. We want the people who come to us just not to look, but to see. Venice is a magical place in itself. Why, it is the City of Water..”

    As he spoke, Non seemingly lost awareness of what was going on. He found himself looking, no, gazing, at Suchin as she listened to the somewhat melodic voice of Federigo, sharing his story. He noticed her rumpled hair-do, how it made her look prettier than when he saw her during Carnivale. He saw her fingertips grazing along her forearm as she lightly scratched her wrist. He observed how her eyes sparkled when the light chanced to come by them. She was beautiful, in a slightly messy but lovely way..

    The gondolier continued to recount his memories of the Canals, from how he met his wife to how he saved a young lad from ending his own life. His stories captivated the couple as they floated along the water.

    Federigo pointed to a spot in front of them. “Look over there. That is the famous Ponte dei Sospiri.. The Bridge of Sighs. It was named such because that was where convicts saw their last view of Venice before being imprisoned. Sad, but nowadays there is a local legend about it..”

    The girl and the boy looked quizzically at Federigo. “They say that lovers will be assured eternal love if they kiss on a gondola at sunset under the bridge..” said the old man.

    Non saw that Suchin became startled. He understood what she was feeling. They just met each other unexpectedly at the climax of Carnivale. They just strolled around together like children in a new place. Would he kiss her, this early, this fast? But then again, he thought, it’s the Bridge of Sighs..

    Suchin clutched at her paper fan, not knowing what to do, what to saw, how to react. She recounted the day’s events, on how she met this man during Carnivale with a backpack and a DSLR in hand. She only met him that morning, but it seemed as if she knew him for the longest time. Peering into his eyes, searching for an answer, a little smile crept up her mouth, becoming a beaming smile, and let out a little chuckle.

    Seeing that the boat was nearing the bridge, Non slowly took her hands and held them in his. He smiled shyly to her, not knowing how she would react to the sudden gesture. Pleasantly surprised, she turned to him, like a signal of approval that yes, she would let him kiss her. As the gondola glided under the bridge, he steadily leant towards Suchin, their hands still in each other’s, kissed tenderly in the crimson sunset.

    Federigo took a glance, and turned away, smiling, and a tear gently rolled down his wrinkled cheek. He turned back to see the couple smiling at each other, and them smiling back at him. It was moments like this that made him realize how magical it was to be a gondoliere. He would miss this, he definitely would.

    As the sunset made way for glimmering stars, the gondolier and the couple made their way back to the docks, bringing with them an unforgettable memory that would surely become embedded not just in their minds, but in their hearts as well. Federigo was able to say a proper goodbye to the waterways he loved for most of his life, while Non and Suchin lit a flame in them that would grow steadily throughout their time together – it was the flame of love.

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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by chanrakter on April 18th 2009, 11:36 pm

    marianner wrote:Here's the continuation of Chapter 1: Venice.

    I decided that the first one I posted would be some kind of prelude or something. Very Happy

    Hope you guys like it!

    Spoiler:
    The sun started to set on the City of Water. After strolling and getting lost together through the avenues, Non and Suchin found themselves on a dock. An elderly man passes by with his gondola of faded blue and chipped red. The man spoke in a low but calming voice.

    “Vuoi una gondola ride, signore?” (Would you like a gondola ride, sir?)

    “Sì, signore. We would like a ride,” replied Non, wiping sweat off his brow with a blue handkerchief.

    Suchin looked at Non with puzzled eyes. She could not believe that she was going for a gondola ride, because the fare, as she heard, was 70 Euros for a 50-minute ride; a steep amount. Non looked at the elderly gondolier, who seemed to have read Suchin’s sentiments.

    “Signorina,” said the man in accented English, “I believe you are concerned with the price! I can see it in your eyes, the apprehension and the worry.. But you two are very lucky, even blessed! Today happens to be my last day as a gondolier.. And it would be my pleasure for the lovely couple to have this gondola ride.. Gratuitamente.” As he said this, a smile came up his creased face, his eyes twinkling in the sunlight. He was giving them a gondola ride.. Free.

    The girl in the black and gold gown beamed as she took the gondolier’s hand to step into the gondola. Non followed shortly after, and took his place beside her.

    “Signore e signorina, will you permit me to speak as we go through the Venetian Canals?” asked the able oarsman.

    “Why yes, sir. Please do. We would like to know about our very generous gondoliere!” Suchin replied cheerfully, as she patted the sweat off her neck with a lace kerchief.

    “Thank you, dear miss. My name is Federigo Costa,” he started. I was born in 1942, here in Venezia. I am part of a long line of gondoliere here in the city. Our family did not just treat this as a business, but part of life itself. Many others only view this to make money, but we don’t see it as that. Yes, it does help us to survive day-to-day expenses such as food, but my nonno (grandfather) always told me that to drive a gondola down the canals should be a life-changing experience. We want the people who come to us just not to look, but to see. Venice is a magical place in itself. Why, it is the City of Water..”

    As he spoke, Non seemingly lost awareness of what was going on. He found himself looking, no, gazing, at Suchin as she listened to the somewhat melodic voice of Federigo, sharing his story. He noticed her rumpled hair-do, how it made her look prettier than when he saw her during Carnivale. He saw her fingertips grazing along her forearm as she lightly scratched her wrist. He observed how her eyes sparkled when the light chanced to come by them. She was beautiful, in a slightly messy but lovely way..

    The gondolier continued to recount his memories of the Canals, from how he met his wife to how he saved a young lad from ending his own life. His stories captivated the couple as they floated along the water.

    Federigo pointed to a spot in front of them. “Look over there. That is the famous Ponte dei Sospiri.. The Bridge of Sighs. It was named such because that was where convicts saw their last view of Venice before being imprisoned. Sad, but nowadays there is a local legend about it..”

    The girl and the boy looked quizzically at Federigo. “They say that lovers will be assured eternal love if they kiss on a gondola at sunset under the bridge..” said the old man.

    Non saw that Suchin became startled. He understood what she was feeling. They just met each other unexpectedly at the climax of Carnivale. They just strolled around together like children in a new place. Would he kiss her, this early, this fast? But then again, he thought, it’s the Bridge of Sighs..

    Suchin clutched at her paper fan, not knowing what to do, what to saw, how to react. She recounted the day’s events, on how she met this man during Carnivale with a backpack and a DSLR in hand. She only met him that morning, but it seemed as if she knew him for the longest time. Peering into his eyes, searching for an answer, a little smile crept up her mouth, becoming a beaming smile, and let out a little chuckle.

    Seeing that the boat was nearing the bridge, Non slowly took her hands and held them in his. He smiled shyly to her, not knowing how she would react to the sudden gesture. Pleasantly surprised, she turned to him, like a signal of approval that yes, she would let him kiss her. As the gondola glided under the bridge, he steadily leant towards Suchin, their hands still in each other’s, kissed tenderly in the crimson sunset.

    Federigo took a glance, and turned away, smiling, and a tear gently rolled down his wrinkled cheek. He turned back to see the couple smiling at each other, and them smiling back at him. It was moments like this that made him realize how magical it was to be a gondoliere. He would miss this, he definitely would.

    As the sunset made way for glimmering stars, the gondolier and the couple made their way back to the docks, bringing with them an unforgettable memory that would surely become embedded not just in their minds, but in their hearts as well. Federigo was able to say a proper goodbye to the waterways he loved for most of his life, while Non and Suchin lit a flame in them that would grow steadily throughout their time together – it was the flame of love.

    Good job yet again!

    *gets inspired to develop hers*


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    Re: Frustrated August Scriptwriter!

    Post by julipych on April 18th 2009, 11:41 pm

    chanrakter wrote:
    marianner wrote:Here's the continuation of Chapter 1: Venice.

    I decided that the first one I posted would be some kind of prelude or something. Very Happy

    Hope you guys like it!

    Spoiler:
    The sun started to set on the City of Water. After strolling and getting lost together through the avenues, Non and Suchin found themselves on a dock. An elderly man passes by with his gondola of faded blue and chipped red. The man spoke in a low but calming voice.

    “Vuoi una gondola ride, signore?” (Would you like a gondola ride, sir?)

    “Sì, signore. We would like a ride,” replied Non, wiping sweat off his brow with a blue handkerchief.

    Suchin looked at Non with puzzled eyes. She could not believe that she was going for a gondola ride, because the fare, as she heard, was 70 Euros for a 50-minute ride; a steep amount. Non looked at the elderly gondolier, who seemed to have read Suchin’s sentiments.

    “Signorina,” said the man in accented English, “I believe you are concerned with the price! I can see it in your eyes, the apprehension and the worry.. But you two are very lucky, even blessed! Today happens to be my last day as a gondolier.. And it would be my pleasure for the lovely couple to have this gondola ride.. Gratuitamente.” As he said this, a smile came up his creased face, his eyes twinkling in the sunlight. He was giving them a gondola ride.. Free.

    The girl in the black and gold gown beamed as she took the gondolier’s hand to step into the gondola. Non followed shortly after, and took his place beside her.

    “Signore e signorina, will you permit me to speak as we go through the Venetian Canals?” asked the able oarsman.

    “Why yes, sir. Please do. We would like to know about our very generous gondoliere!” Suchin replied cheerfully, as she patted the sweat off her neck with a lace kerchief.

    “Thank you, dear miss. My name is Federigo Costa,” he started. I was born in 1942, here in Venezia. I am part of a long line of gondoliere here in the city. Our family did not just treat this as a business, but part of life itself. Many others only view this to make money, but we don’t see it as that. Yes, it does help us to survive day-to-day expenses such as food, but my nonno (grandfather) always told me that to drive a gondola down the canals should be a life-changing experience. We want the people who come to us just not to look, but to see. Venice is a magical place in itself. Why, it is the City of Water..”

    As he spoke, Non seemingly lost awareness of what was going on. He found himself looking, no, gazing, at Suchin as she listened to the somewhat melodic voice of Federigo, sharing his story. He noticed her rumpled hair-do, how it made her look prettier than when he saw her during Carnivale. He saw her fingertips grazing along her forearm as she lightly scratched her wrist. He observed how her eyes sparkled when the light chanced to come by them. She was beautiful, in a slightly messy but lovely way..

    The gondolier continued to recount his memories of the Canals, from how he met his wife to how he saved a young lad from ending his own life. His stories captivated the couple as they floated along the water.

    Federigo pointed to a spot in front of them. “Look over there. That is the famous Ponte dei Sospiri.. The Bridge of Sighs. It was named such because that was where convicts saw their last view of Venice before being imprisoned. Sad, but nowadays there is a local legend about it..”

    The girl and the boy looked quizzically at Federigo. “They say that lovers will be assured eternal love if they kiss on a gondola at sunset under the bridge..” said the old man.

    Non saw that Suchin became startled. He understood what she was feeling. They just met each other unexpectedly at the climax of Carnivale. They just strolled around together like children in a new place. Would he kiss her, this early, this fast? But then again, he thought, it’s the Bridge of Sighs..

    Suchin clutched at her paper fan, not knowing what to do, what to saw, how to react. She recounted the day’s events, on how she met this man during Carnivale with a backpack and a DSLR in hand. She only met him that morning, but it seemed as if she knew him for the longest time. Peering into his eyes, searching for an answer, a little smile crept up her mouth, becoming a beaming smile, and let out a little chuckle.

    Seeing that the boat was nearing the bridge, Non slowly took her hands and held them in his. He smiled shyly to her, not knowing how she would react to the sudden gesture. Pleasantly surprised, she turned to him, like a signal of approval that yes, she would let him kiss her. As the gondola glided under the bridge, he steadily leant towards Suchin, their hands still in each other’s, kissed tenderly in the crimson sunset.

    Federigo took a glance, and turned away, smiling, and a tear gently rolled down his wrinkled cheek. He turned back to see the couple smiling at each other, and them smiling back at him. It was moments like this that made him realize how magical it was to be a gondoliere. He would miss this, he definitely would.

    As the sunset made way for glimmering stars, the gondolier and the couple made their way back to the docks, bringing with them an unforgettable memory that would surely become embedded not just in their minds, but in their hearts as well. Federigo was able to say a proper goodbye to the waterways he loved for most of his life, while Non and Suchin lit a flame in them that would grow steadily throughout their time together – it was the flame of love.

    Good job yet again!

    *gets inspired to develop hers*

    wow! suchin! wonderful....

    *drools around*
    you're inspiring me actually... hehe
    it makes me wanted to develop the writer in me... hehe yes

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