(No, this is not a Tamagotchi log. Moderator previewer, I bet you thought it was odd if I of all people created a Tama log in the Fan Fiction section!)
This is a story written in first person about Tamas.
DAY ONE
I'm listening to music and typing on my computer when my Tamagotchi falls off my desk. Again? I sigh and search for it. It's in perfect condition, as always. My character is perfect care, as always. It is so not needy. I put it back on my desk and continue typing. I'm writing a fan fiction on a site called TamaTalk. My writing isn't very good, but oh well. My Tamagotchi beeps. It needs praise - another training bar for Danna, the Ichigotchi.
I've been trying to learn how to draw Tama characters, and it's going very badly. My parents say I'm good at art but I know that's not true. My parents say I'm good at writing as well. That's not true either.
I've finished my story on TamaTalk. Let's go look at that comments topic I started about my other one. Three new posts! They say...
"Your fan fic really bores me. Write something better."
"I only read your writing because of how hilariously rubbish it is"
"LOL, I stopped reading halfway through, it was so bad."
I haven't the nerve to report them. I'm scared of everyone older than me. I'm only seven, so that means everyone on TamaTalk. I'm a little kid and I know it, but I'm very mature for my age.
My Tamagotchi beeps again. I don't bother to look at it this time. It's just getting mail. Probably one of those meaningless fortune cookies again.
As always, my Tamagotchi's screen appears in my head and flashes. It's annoying me again. I see Danna in real life and colour, prancing about angrily. I always see this when my Tamagotchi beeps. I don't know why it only happens to me - I guess I'm the enemy of all Tamagotchis. If that is true, it surprises me that my V4 doesn't just die on me, but whatever. They're just toys anyway.
My new story showed up now. Some comments.
"You never improve, kid. Just stop bothering us with your writing."
"EPIC FAILURE!!"
"Awesome - NOT! Stupider than ever."
"Didn't even read it. I knew it would be terrible"
I hit the Report button for the worst comment, the third one, but I can't find anything to say. I am so scared of moderators. I always think they might tell me off for who knows what. I've never been able to report anyone. I am shy and scared so I've never been reported, thank goodness.
I hear a voice in my head. It's Danna again. She's screaming at me now. I pause her.
OK, that's it for now. It's all fiction remember, not what I really think.
This is a story written in first person about Tamas.
DAY ONE
I'm listening to music and typing on my computer when my Tamagotchi falls off my desk. Again? I sigh and search for it. It's in perfect condition, as always. My character is perfect care, as always. It is so not needy. I put it back on my desk and continue typing. I'm writing a fan fiction on a site called TamaTalk. My writing isn't very good, but oh well. My Tamagotchi beeps. It needs praise - another training bar for Danna, the Ichigotchi.
I've been trying to learn how to draw Tama characters, and it's going very badly. My parents say I'm good at art but I know that's not true. My parents say I'm good at writing as well. That's not true either.
I've finished my story on TamaTalk. Let's go look at that comments topic I started about my other one. Three new posts! They say...
"Your fan fic really bores me. Write something better."
"I only read your writing because of how hilariously rubbish it is"
"LOL, I stopped reading halfway through, it was so bad."
I haven't the nerve to report them. I'm scared of everyone older than me. I'm only seven, so that means everyone on TamaTalk. I'm a little kid and I know it, but I'm very mature for my age.
My Tamagotchi beeps again. I don't bother to look at it this time. It's just getting mail. Probably one of those meaningless fortune cookies again.
As always, my Tamagotchi's screen appears in my head and flashes. It's annoying me again. I see Danna in real life and colour, prancing about angrily. I always see this when my Tamagotchi beeps. I don't know why it only happens to me - I guess I'm the enemy of all Tamagotchis. If that is true, it surprises me that my V4 doesn't just die on me, but whatever. They're just toys anyway.
My new story showed up now. Some comments.
"You never improve, kid. Just stop bothering us with your writing."
"EPIC FAILURE!!"
"Awesome - NOT! Stupider than ever."
"Didn't even read it. I knew it would be terrible"
I hit the Report button for the worst comment, the third one, but I can't find anything to say. I am so scared of moderators. I always think they might tell me off for who knows what. I've never been able to report anyone. I am shy and scared so I've never been reported, thank goodness.
I hear a voice in my head. It's Danna again. She's screaming at me now. I pause her.
OK, that's it for now. It's all fiction remember, not what I really think.
