When I put all these together, Adventures of Anperotchi 3's going to be by far the longest Anperotchi story...anyway, this part of the story is from the point of view of Melodie, the human character.
I couldn't believe that she had taken my Tama. I mean, she's not my friend, but she doesn't hate me either. She acts same as the others, but I always saw something different - something better - in her. Now I realised I was wrong. She was the worst of them all, because even though she knew Tamas are really alive, she still almost killed Anperotchi.
I had to forgive her. I wanted to be her friend at one point. I remember first coming to fan fiction character school.
I was only eight years old when I started getting written about. That's when I came into existence. I didn't need to learn anything; I already knew how to walk and talk in the right language and all the things I was supposed to have learned at school. Writers don't bother to write about a character from the beginning; they make one that's already old enough to know how to do interesting things, but young enough to do them without the story being unrealistic.
So when I first appeared at fan fiction character school, it wasn't a surprise to anyone. I was just a girl with light brown hair tied in two medium length ponytails and blue eyes, wearing a pink cardigan and blue skirt. "You look like Tanpopo!" was the first thing I heard. I spun round, and saw a friendly-looking girl with long blonde hair, wearing a pink and lilac dress. "Like who?" I asked, trying to sound confident but not rude. "Tanpopo! You've never heard of her?" replied the girl. "She's a girl from another school, Movie Character School. They get better lessons and stuff than us because they're more popular among the people who watch them. I want to be a movie character some day, but the person who writes about me isn't nearly good enough to get me made into one." She sighed wistfully.
I became friends with the same girl, who I later found was called Angel. She wasn't the kind of fan fiction character whose Tama comes to life; she could teleport and disappear and do all sorts of other amazing things I've now forgotten. It surprises me I didn't realise how different to her I was. She was perfect in every way I could see. I wasn't and I never will be.
But by the time I was ten and nothing special had yet happened to me, Angel began to doubt that it ever would. "It's never taken this long for a fan fiction character to have something special happen to them. The longest was a year, and you've gone two years. Oh well, I guess the longer you wait for something, the better it will be. I can't wait to see what happens to you!"
Nothing happened to me. In time, Angel began to drift away, becoming friends with others instead of me. In less than a year, she was just another one of the girls who mocked me because my Tama didn't come to life.
And now Angel had done something far worse than just giving up our friendship. She'd made us not only ex-friends, but enemies.
I couldn't believe that she had taken my Tama. I mean, she's not my friend, but she doesn't hate me either. She acts same as the others, but I always saw something different - something better - in her. Now I realised I was wrong. She was the worst of them all, because even though she knew Tamas are really alive, she still almost killed Anperotchi.
I had to forgive her. I wanted to be her friend at one point. I remember first coming to fan fiction character school.
I was only eight years old when I started getting written about. That's when I came into existence. I didn't need to learn anything; I already knew how to walk and talk in the right language and all the things I was supposed to have learned at school. Writers don't bother to write about a character from the beginning; they make one that's already old enough to know how to do interesting things, but young enough to do them without the story being unrealistic.
So when I first appeared at fan fiction character school, it wasn't a surprise to anyone. I was just a girl with light brown hair tied in two medium length ponytails and blue eyes, wearing a pink cardigan and blue skirt. "You look like Tanpopo!" was the first thing I heard. I spun round, and saw a friendly-looking girl with long blonde hair, wearing a pink and lilac dress. "Like who?" I asked, trying to sound confident but not rude. "Tanpopo! You've never heard of her?" replied the girl. "She's a girl from another school, Movie Character School. They get better lessons and stuff than us because they're more popular among the people who watch them. I want to be a movie character some day, but the person who writes about me isn't nearly good enough to get me made into one." She sighed wistfully.
I became friends with the same girl, who I later found was called Angel. She wasn't the kind of fan fiction character whose Tama comes to life; she could teleport and disappear and do all sorts of other amazing things I've now forgotten. It surprises me I didn't realise how different to her I was. She was perfect in every way I could see. I wasn't and I never will be.
But by the time I was ten and nothing special had yet happened to me, Angel began to doubt that it ever would. "It's never taken this long for a fan fiction character to have something special happen to them. The longest was a year, and you've gone two years. Oh well, I guess the longer you wait for something, the better it will be. I can't wait to see what happens to you!"
Nothing happened to me. In time, Angel began to drift away, becoming friends with others instead of me. In less than a year, she was just another one of the girls who mocked me because my Tama didn't come to life.
And now Angel had done something far worse than just giving up our friendship. She'd made us not only ex-friends, but enemies.
