Okayokayokay. So I’ve tried posting this three times so far—once a few days ago, but my touchpad went screwy as it loves to do and clicked outside the text box so when I hit backspace it went back a page and erased everything. Twice today. But oh well—I have it now.

*ignores the fact that she has said this three times before*

So...

More what?

More character-ness!

I was listening to a song (HA AMBIGUITY) and I thought “GASP THIS SONG FITS X CHARACTER PERFECTLY” (no need to spoil ).

I went and found theme songs for pretty much every character I have, major or minor, minus a couple.

SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO

ONWARD.

*beware: this journal will be LONG. Like really LOOOOOOOOONG. Like 18 pages in Word LONG*

Ma.

WE START WITH…

AC

Sryia:
Hey Now—Oasis

I hitched a ride with my soul
By the side of the road
Just as the sky turned black
I took a walk with my fame
Down memory lane
I never did find my way back
You know that I gotta say time's slipping away
And what will it hold for me
What am I gonna do while I'm looking at you
You're standing ignoring me

I thought that I heard someone say now
There's no time for running away now
Hey now! Hey now!

Feel no shame - cos time's no chain
Feel no shame

The first thing I saw
As I walked through the door
Was a sign on the wall that read
It said you might never know
That I want you to know
What is written inside of your head

And time as it stands
Won't be held in my hands
Or living inside of my skin
And as it fell from the sky
I asked myself why
Can I never let anyone in ?

I thought that I heard someone say now
There's no time for running away now
Hey now! Hey now!

Feel no shame - cos time's no chain
Feel no shame

I hitched a ride with my soul
By the side of the road
Just as the sky turned black
I took a walk with my fame
Down memory lane
I never did find my way back

You know that I gotta say time's slipping away
And what will it hold for me
What am I gonna do while I'm looking at you
You're standing ignoring me

I thought that I heard someone say now
There's no time for running away now
Hey now! Hey now!

Feel no shame - cos time's no chain
Feel no shame
---
It used to be “What You Own” from RENT, but I like this one better. “I thought that I heard someone say now, there’s no time for running away now”, I hope is pretty self-explanatory what with the always running away and stuff… “You might never know that I want you to know what is written inside of your head” is a really good allusion to Danica.


Nikki:
White Shadows—Coldplay

When I was a young boy I tried to listen
And I wanna feel like that,
Little white shadows blink and miss them
Part of a system, I am

If you ever feel like something's missing
Things you'll never understand,
Little white shadows sparkle and glisten,
Part of a system, a plan

All this noise I'm waking up
All this space I'm taking up
All this sound is breaking up

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Maybe you'll get what you wanted
Maybe you'll stumble upon it
Everything you ever wanted
In a permanent state

Maybe you'll know when you see it
Maybe if you say it you'll mean it
And when you find it you'll keep it
In a permanent state, a permanent state

When I was a young boy I tried to listen,
Don't you wanna feel like that?
You're part of the human race
All of the stars in the outer space,
Part of a system, a plan

All this noise I'm waking up
All this space I'm taking up
I cannot hear you're breaking up

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh

Maybe you'll get what you wanted
Maybe you'll stumble upon it
Everything you ever wanted
In a permanent state

Maybe you'll know when you see it
Maybe if you say it you'll mean it
And when you find it you'll keep it
In a permanent state, a permanent state

Swimmin' on a sea of faces
The tide of the human races, oh
An answer now is what I need
I see it in the new sun rising and
See it break on your horizon, oh
Come on love, stay with me
---
All about confusion. Nikki to a T.


Sryia/Nikki:
Wish You Were Here—ink Floyd
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
---
Fits, obviously, for after Sryia dies. But I love the lines “We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears”… that is EXACTLY what they were doing. Running away and finding nothing, looping back in hopes things have changed, running away again when they haven’t.


Ryael:
Why You’d Want to Live Here—Death Cab for Cutie

I'm in Los Angeles today: It smells like an airport runway.
Jet fuel stenches in the cabin and lights flickering at random.
I'm in Los Angeles today:
Grabage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creeping
even when the population's sleeping.
And I can't see why you'd want to live here.

I'm in Los Angeles today:
Asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble breathing
and he said, "It varies from season to season, kid."
It's where our best are on display:
motion picture actors' houses maps are never ever current,
so save your film and fifteen dollars.
And I can't see why you'd want to live here,
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings,
"We are not perfect
but we sure try" as UV rays degrade our youth with time.
The vessel keeps pump us through this entropic place
in the belly of the beast that is Californ-i-a,
I drank from the faucet and I kept my receipt
for when they weigh me on the way out (here nothing is free).
The greyhounds keep coming dumping locusts into the street
until the gutters overflow and Los Angeles thinks,
"I might explode someday soon."

It's a lovely summer's day
and I can almost see a skyline through a thickening shroud of egos.
Is this the city of angels or demons?
Here the names are what remain: stars encapsulate the golden lane
and they need constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.
And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings.
You can't swim in a town this shallow
You will most assuredly drown tomorrow.
---
Poor Rae is a wolf in Calfornia. She does not like it. XD
(Though she CAN see why Sryia wants to live there.)

Sryia/Ryael:
Blacking Out the Friction—Death Cab for Cutie

I don't mind the weather
I've got scarves and caps and sweaters
I've got long johns under slacks for blustery days.

I think that it's brainless to assume that making changes to your window's view will give a new perspective.

And the hardest part is yet to come

I don't mind restrictions or if you're blacking out the friction
It's just an escape (it's overrated anyways)

The hardest part is yet to come
When you will cross the country alone.
---
Honestly, it’s perfect XD

Danica:
Clocks—Coldplay

Lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
You’ve put me out upon my knees
Oh, I beg, I beg and plead (singing)
Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head, and a
Trouble that can’t be named, tigers waiting to be tamed
Singing

You are
You are

Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks, gonna
Come back and take you home
I could not stop that you now know (singing)
Come out upon my seas, cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease?
Singing

You are
You are
You are
You are

And nothing else compares
Oh no nothing else compares
Oh and nothing else compares

Home, home, where I wanted to go
Home, home, where I wanted to go
---
Like Danica, it makes little sense.
It seemed to work way back when, but then again, Danica used to have a more tragic backstory then. Now she’s just someone to balance out all the other people with problems.


Syeira:
Slide—The Goo Goo Dolls

Could you whisper in my ear
The things you wanna feel
I'll give you anything
To feel it comin'

Do you wake up on your own
And wonder where you are
You live with all your faults

I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide
Yeah we're gonna let it slide

Don't you love the life you killed
The priest is on the phone
Your father hit the wall
Your ma disowned you

Don't suppose I'll ever know
What it means to be a man
Something I can't change
I'll live around it

I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
So why don't you slide
Yeah we're gonna let it slide

And I'll do anything you ever
Dreamed to be complete
Little pieces of the nothing that fall
May put your arms around me
What you feel is what you are
And what you are is beautiful
May do you wanna get married
Or run away
---
Ignore the person named “May”. It’s been Sy’s theme song for a long time and hey, it actually MAKES PERFECT SENSE!
It’s also very pretty.


Danica/Sy:
Skin—Collective Soul

I'm starting to feel loopy
Your dizziness consumes me

Jesus don't speak English
But I do think I understand
The rhyme and the reason
Of a goody good gentleman
If I were one I swear
I'd still be tasting your skin

The sky tonight is gracious
To rain on me your sweetness

Jesus don't speak English
But I do think I understand
The rhyme and the reason
Of a goody good gentleman
If I were one I swear
I'd still be tasting your skin

I scream an explanation
Your world is so contagious

Jesus don't speak English
But I do think I understand
The rhyme and the reason
Of a goody good gentleman
If I were one I swear
I'd still be tasting your skin
---
Know what? I don’t know exactly why this one spoke to me. But it did.


Shadjre:
Prospekt`s March—Coldplay

Smoke is rising from the houses
People burying their dead
I ask somebody what the time is
But time doesn't matter to them yet

People talking without speaking
Trying to take what they can get
I ask you if you remember
Prospekt how could I forget

Drums
Here it comes
Don't you wish that life could be as simple
As fish swimming 'round in a barrel when you've got the gun
Oh and I run
Here it comes
We're just two little figures in a soup bowl
Trying to get the other kind of control
But I wasn't one

But here I lie
On my own in a separate sky
And here I lie
On my own in a separate sky
I don't wanna die
On my own here tonight
But here I lie
On my own in a separate sky
---
Mostly because the song seems to be about war. But “I ask somebody what the time is, but time doesn’t matter to them yet” fits with their world, because it’s that luffly place that the wonderfully deranged childhood-Sryia created where everybody except herself and three others are two-dimensional people who don’t have a thought of their own.

Angléas:
Lovers in Japan—Coldplay

Lovers, keep on the road you're on
Runners, until the race is run
Soldiers, you've got to soldier on
Sometimes even right is wrong

They are turning my head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day, we are gonna get out

Tonight maybe we're gonna run
Dreaming of the Osaka sun
Ohh ohh...
Dreaming of when the morning comes

They are turning my head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day the sun will come out
---
In a way, this is just a fill-in-the-blank sort of song that could work for anybody, but it’s the “one day, we are gonna get out” that fits her specifically. Again with the luffly deranged world.


Vixen:
Some Might Say—Oasis

Some might say that sunshine follows thunder
Go and tell it to the man who cannot shine
Some might say that we should never ponder
On our thoughts today ‘cause they will sway with time

Some might say we will find a brighter day
Some might say we will find a brighter day

‘Cause I was standing at the station
In need of education in the rain
You made no preparation for my reputation once again
The sink is full of fishes
She’s got dirty dishes on the brain
It was overflowing gently
But it’s all elementary my friend

Some might say they don’t believe in heaven
Go and tell it to the man who lives in hell
Some might say you get what you’ve been given
If you don’t get yours I won’t get mine as well

Some might say we will find a brighter day
Some might say we will find a brighter day

‘Cause I was standing at the station
In need of education in the rain
You made no preparation for my reputation once again
The sink is full of fishes
She’s got dirty dishes on the brain
And my dog’s been itchin’
Itchin’ in the kitchen once again

Some might say
Some might say
You know that some might say
---
D: I’m not sure I can really explain this one. Especially since hardly anyone even KNOWS Vixen.
It just seems cynical enough, especially in that sort of circular false-logic argument kind of way. It works.


Jin:
Crown—Collective Soul

Who’s gonna be my saviour
Now that I’ve learned to believe
Who’s gonna be the answer
To all of my questioning

Well, I hope I’m not lost
But I think that hope is now distancing
And the words that secure a cause
Are not faint whisperings

Who’s gonna wear my crown
Who’s gonna wear my crown
I don’t know
I just might, alone

Who’s gonna wear my crown
Who’s gonna wear my crown
I don’t know
I just got to go my way

And who’s gonna be my partner
Now that I stand here alone
Who’s gonna be the shepherd
To lead this poor boy back home

Well, I hope I’m not lost
But I think that hope is now distancing
And the words that secure a cause
Are now faint whisperings

Who’s gonna wear my crown
Who’s gonna wear my crown
I don’t know
I just might, alone

Who’s gonna wear my crown
Who’s gonna wear my crown
I don’t know
I just got to go my way
---
No one really knows Jin either, so again, I can’t explain this one much. Except that Jin is rather emo.


Moving on to…
Unnamed

Damian:
Soul Meets Body—Death Cab for Cutie

I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new

Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here

And I cannot guess what we'll discover
When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain

And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere

Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body

And I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
But if the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
---
Very suitable, methinks. Weird and introspecty and Off-in-my-own-world, except not like “la la la O_o”. And “a melody softly soaring through my atmosphere” XD


Jayden:
Title and Registration—Death Cab for Cutie

The glove compartment isn't accurately named
And everybody knows it.
So I’m proposing a swift orderly change.

Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all I find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.

I was searching for some legal document
As the rain beat down on the hood
When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head

Cause it's too important
To stay the way it's been

There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night

There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
When I'm lying awake at night.
---
This one attached to me annoyingly by tune alone, but I figured out that it worked in a way (and it actually has nothing to do with Damian)… it doesn’t do a very good job of explaining HER, but it’s so far the best I’ve found. If anyone knows a song that’ll fit, please let me know. XD
I also consider “Some Might Say” to be a song-only (not lyrics) theme song for Jayden. I can’t really remember how it happened.


Jayden/Allie:
Fix You—Coldplay

When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse

And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

And high up above or down below
When you're too in love to let it go
But if you never try you'll never know
Just what you're worth

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you

Tears stream down your face
When you lose something you cannot replace
Tears stream down your face
And I

Tears stream down your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes
Tears stream down your face
And I

Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you.
---
I thought about this one for Jayden/Damian, but realised it fit more for her and Allie. The song is self-explanatory, so…


I have nothing for Allie herself. Sad face.


Chris:
No More Keeping My Feet on the Ground—Coldplay

Sometimes I wake up and I'm falling asleep
I think that maybe the curtains are closing on me
But I wake up; yes I wake up smiling

Sometimes I feel the chance is surprising
Surprisingly good to be moving around
So I wake up; yes I wake up smiling

So what? I feel fine
I'm ok; I've seen the lighter side of life
I'm alright, I feel good
So I'll go and I'll try to start moving

Sometimes I wake up and I'm falling asleep
But I've gotta get going
So much that I'm wanting to do
But I wake up smiling

And this could be my last chance
Of saving my human sense
And this could be my last chance
No more keeping my feet on the ground

Sometimes I feel the chance is surprising
Surprisingly good to be moving around
And I move; I wake up smiling

So what? I feel fine
I feel okay; I've seen the lighter side of life
I'm alright, I feel good
So I'll go, well it's time to start moving on

And this could be my last chance
Of saving my human sense
And this could be my last chance
So no more keeping my feet on the ground

I'm not gonna keep on; I'm not gonna keep on moving
And I'm not gonna keep on; I'm not gonna keep on moving
---
“So what? I feel fine. I feel okay; I’ve seen the lighter side of life”.
I lucked out, I think. Chris is such an underdeveloped character I’m surprised I found anything that suited him.


Finally…
Shoeprint

Briar:
Brothers on a Hotel Bed—Death Cab for Cutie

You may tire of me, ‘cause our December sun is setting
‘Cause I’m not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes, but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below
Who turned your way and saw something he was not looking for
Both a beginning and an end
But now he lives inside someone he does not recognise
When he catches his reflection on accident

On the back of a motorbike, with your arms outstretched trying to take flight
Leaving everything behind
But even at our swiftest speed, we couldn’t break from the concrete
In the city where we still reside
And I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn
For the sea like navy men
‘Cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed

You may tire of me, ‘cause our December sun is setting
‘Cause I’m not who I used to be
---
It sort of blends in with both him and Kate, but it’s more focused on him than Low. So…


Kate/Briar:
Low--Cracker

Sometimes I wanna take you down
Sometime I wanna get you low
Brush your hair back from your eyes
Take you down, let the river flow
Sometime I’m gonna walk the street
Behind a green sheet of glass
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being stoned
I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being stoned

A million poppies gonna make me sleep
Just one rose that knows your name
The fruit is rusting on the vine
The fruit is calling from the trees

Hey, don’t you wanna go down
Like some junkie cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being stoned
I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being stoned

Blue, blue is the sun
Brown, brown is the sky
Green, green are your eyes
A million miles, a million miles

Hey, don’t you wanna go down
Like some disgraced cosmonaut
A million miles below their feet
A million miles, a million miles

I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being stoned
I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being stoned
I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being stoned
I’ll be with you girl, like being low,
Hey, hey, hey, like being
Stoned
---
I hope it doesn’t seem like I’m milking the whole drugs thing for all its worth. The actual sound of the song fits them too, and it was the main inspiration-song I used to write Shoeprint. Other than Coldplay’s Spies. And, and, I have another one!

Blame—Collective Soul

You pushed me down
For all the world to see
I guess that’s your price
For my loyalty
So while you tasting sin
And swallowing pain
Don’t look at me
To take your blame
When your willing to render
To the guilt you concede
When truth is your reason
Then lay that blame on me
When you unveil a conscience
And with peace you agree
When love is your constant
You lay me out
In hopes that Id wilt away
But strength rained down
And love provided shade
So while the pageant of lies
Still glow from you tongue
Dont blame me for
Your kingdom come
Questions your answers
Truth has no anger
Gather up your words
Redemption now offered
---
This one does not work very well, really. Just the first verse and not much else.

***

LONG JOURNAL IS LONG—I MEAN, DONE.

Hope you enjoyed the show.

Sorry I didn’t have popcorn.

IT’S ALL IN YOUR HEAD ANYWAY.