#“oh you think the rain is annoying? well i was in hell crystal i dont know what you have to complain about”

[acediscowlng]

honestly my favorite part about edwin he is 200% ready to play trauma olympics at any given time and he even seems to kinda relish the fact that he knows that he is not only gonna win but decimate literally everyone else in his wake

[heartbreakgrill]

That Smile; Luke Hemmings, Pt. 4

description: in which songwriting is over, but there’s still lyrics left to be written.

a/n: FINISHED SERIES

You glared at the wall across from you, fist clenched in your lap, teeth grinding together. The bass bounced from wall to wall in the studio, in tune with your fast-beating heart. You resisted the urge to scream, to curse the world, to quit your job and move to western France with all ties cut to anyone you ever knew.

Especially him. His stupid face was grinning at the carpet, skinny jeaned legs crossed over one another boot clad foot bouncing in the air. His hair was ruffled, messy from running his hands through it time and again, pushed behind his ears by a pen on his left side. Those stupidly gorgeous blue eyes were trained on the floor, too, almost nervous to meet anyone’s eyes.

They wrote a song without you- well, Luke wrote it, he even composed all of the instruments. Then, while you were working with another client for a grudging week, they recorded it. Now, they were playing it for you with proud shoulders, like, “Look! We can do it without you!”

This was your last week together. After a little over six months of bonding, partying, drinking, falling, and, yes, songwriting, it was coming to an end. You had never grown so close to a set of clients before, and you were terrified at how much it was going to hurt, saying goodbye. You hadn’t spoken to Luke since the week prior to your absence. You texted in the group chat about a few ideas, spoke to Calum both on the phone and in real life, and had even gone on a double date with Michael, Crystal, and a god-awful redhead. Ashtons girlfriend had taken friendly to you after a few mores parties, so youd even seen her for lunch and shopping with Crystal a few times.

But, he just wouldn’t speak to you.

You didn’t know why. You racked your brain for reasons and answers, afraid to even ask the questions. He averted his gaze when you looked his way, shrugged off your compliments on his outfit or lyrics, hadnt even liked your latest Instagram post. You were craving for his attention, pushing up at the universe which was destroying your year.

Two heartbreaks, and it had only been six fucking months.

Calum, who was sitting next to you- of course- tapped his fingers against your wrist to get your attention. You looked away from Luke, who looked back at you. He was disappointed to see you staring at Calum, a small smile lifting the corner of your lips. You murmured something, Calum smiled, and you looked back to Luke.

He went to look away, but simply couldn’t. He was avoiding your pretty face because he wanted to get detached before he had to say goodbye entirely. He knew you guys could hang out, and you were planning to come to Ash’s next weekend, but it wouldn’t be like it had been weeks before he got your confession. Plus, he was going home to Australia for a month or two, before the album was released, tour started, so his heart could mend.

He loved you, and you loved somebody else.

“So?” Ashton spun around in the studio’s chair, cheeks pudgy with a smile, “What do you think?”

You looked away from Luke, “Oh, it was really good. Really...good. What’re you gonna call it?”

Luke felt brave energy on the tip of his tongue. “Why wont you love you,” he said, directly into your gaze.

You furrowed your brows, your head tilting involuntarily. “Wh-“

“Yeah, we think were done now. That was the last song were gonna have on the record.” Michael interrupted without even meaning to.

“So today is your last day?” Your breath hitched, eyes already bleary with goodbyes.

Calum slung an arm around your shoulder and pulled you into his side, “Yeah. It is.”

You leaned into him without even meaning to, but Luke noticed. His bravery turned to venom, dripping off his frowning lips when he stood, headed for the door, and said, “Better get to confessing, Y/N.”

You stared at his empty seat, cheeks pink with embarrassment and sadness. Calum’s eyes screwed up with confusion, “What?”

Ashton and Michael looked towards you as you bent at the waist, cradled your torso. Calum got a better hold on you, hugging you as you began to cry. Ashton joined him on the other side, sitting on the arm of the couch. He rubbed your back, pushing hair out of your face.

Michael spoke, “What does he mean by confessing?”

“God,” you wiped at your cheeks, “God, I’m sorry.”

“What?” Ashton inquired.

You sat up a little bit because your chest hurt so badly, “I lied to Luke and told him I was in love with Calum because I love Luke and I didn’t want to make things weird. It was after my boyfriend broke up with me, so I was scared, and tired and my heart hurt so bad. And now Ill never see him again because he’s going back to Australia. And he didn’t even tell me that! He told Calum! Calum told me, and I feel stupid.”

Calum chuckled, sharing a knowing look with Michael, “Y/N, you dont have to apologize for defending yourself. You deserve the right to.”

“Yeah, its just human nature. Plus, I’m not sure it would make things weird,” Michael pursed his lips with quirked brows.

You looked up, “What?”

“Y/N, are you still scared?” Ashton playfully pinched your arm, smiling down at you when your eyes flickered to his.

“Tired?” Calum squeezed you in his arm.

“N-no, I’m just sad,” you admitted and pushed your hair back behind your ears.

Calum helped pull you from the couch, Michael gathered your things into your bag, and Ashton handed you Luke’s abandoned hoodie. Calum spoke as it happened, “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want to freak you out or scare you, but his plane leaves in six hours. Ill send you his address-“

“I did you one better; Its in your Google maps,” Michael grinned like a child when your head popped out of Luke’s sweater, which Calum had pulled over your head.

You looked to Calum, confused, “Its raining, dont want you to be cold.”

“Get to his place, Y/N, drive safely, but drive quickly. Get there and tell him before its too late,” Ashton hugged you tightly.

Michael did, too, and, finally, Calum squeezed you in his arms. “Go, on, then.”

You hesitantly stepped towards the door, a small smile meeting your eyes, “Yeah?”

They nodded before you turned on your heel, taking off like a bat out of hell.

As you drove, it all began to make sense. The song he wrote, the way he looked you in the eyes and told you what it was called. The way he held you after you got sick, the way he looked at you when you were with Calum. The longing in his eyes when he saw you leaving the studio, at parties when you were dancing. He’d dance with a few times, but when youd get too close, he would linger away, deflated, defeated, and alone.

The way he smiled at you.

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When you arrived, the rain slowed to a drizzle. Your name was still on the guards checklist, and he pointed you towards Luke’s house with ease. You quickly texted Calum you were there before turning off the car and abandoning your phone on the passenger seat. You jogged to his front door, stopped with your fisted hand against it.

Your eyes shut, rain falling from your eyelashes and hairline like tears. With three rasps on the door with your knuckles, you stepped back. The door hesitantly opened- he must have seen you in the peep hole. His eyes racked your body, almost smiling when he saw his damp hoodie clinging to your frame, before he met your eyes.

“Y/N, I’m sorr-“

“No, okay?” You stopped him with your hands and voice, “Just, no. Don’t speak, just let me get this out, okay? Luke, I am sorry for lying to you. I dont love Calum, unless you count as a friend. He is an amazing guy, but, Luke, he’s not you.”

Lukes eyes widened, their familiar blue color shining down at you.

“I have denied my feelings for so long because I am so afraid of you. You are tall, and so sweet, and insanely talented. And you look like fucking Aphrodite. You’ve been with so many pretty girls, so many talented, pretty girls who just- I dont look like them. Plus, I was scared because I was broken up with and, even though I’d lost feelings, it just hurts knowing someone doesnt want you anymore. I-I, dont know, I think I was just holding myself back because. There’s no reason, just because. I know I’m not a size 0 and I know I’m crazy loud and I get drunk sometimes and I can be kinda annoying, but, Luke, I never want you to sing Why Won’t You Love Me? and think of me. I want you to sing Valentine and Better Man and just think of me.”

Luke stepped forward, enveloped your hips in his hands. You pressed yourself against his chest before he responded, “Those size 0 girls just aren’t you, either, Y/N. They’re not loud or crazy or, yeah, even annoying. They dont make my heart leap when they sing or my fucking head spin when they laugh or look at me. You make me smile so much more than they could. Fuck fear, Y/N, just let go and give into it. There’s nothing to be worried about because I will be there to catch you, okay? I cant just think about when singing those songs, though. Y/N, you are in my head all damn day, it’s fucking grueling because I just want to hold you in my arms and kiss you all the damn time.”

“Then do it.”

When he pulled away from you, eyes screwed shut in overwhelming joy and satisfaction, that damn smile was grazing his lips. You kissed it off of him, clutching at his shoulders before your hands moved around to the buttons on his shirt.

“Gonna invite me in?” You whispered against his lips, squealing when he lifted you in the air and pulled you inside.

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[alexiss-fic-archive]

The Phantom Thieves of Hearts

Chapter 3: April 1st ~ Beginning

Summary:  Connie Agrees to tell her Story to Azul, hoping that it would untangle her memories and at the same time, save herself.

Notes: I dont know what thing possesed me to write this in less than a week, but i’m glad it did because it came out better that I expected.

Please enjoy.

READ IT FROM THE START ON THE AO3!!

It all began when I was heading home from buying some missing Ingredients for the next day's dinner.

It was pretty dark back then, and there was almost no one in the streets. Keyword: Almost.

As I made my way to the house, I walked across what it seemed to be an arguing couple. I ignored them at first, since it seemed to be a personal affair.

But when I listened to the woman scream for help, I turned around as quickly as I could. The bastard was trying to rape her.

I ran towards him at full speed, punching him in the head with enough strength for him to release her. I was pretty sure I made him bleed.

He tried to get up and looked at me with hatred. I was sure that he would've tried to hit me as well if my neighbors hadn't turned on their lights to see what was going on outside.

“You….” The man told me, his voice altered by alcohol. “You’ll pay for this… I’ll sue you for this… Damn brat…”

Then, the drunkard escaped from the scene before anyone could see him, leaving me with a very altered girl who was on the verge of tears.

I left the girl with my neighbors and returned home, where my explained my parents why I took so long, only receiving a lecture from my mom because I was too reckless.

But in all, it seemed that the incident went well and I just was in the right place in the right time.

Unfortunately for me, that wasn't the case, As It turned out that the petty bastard did sued me for assault a few days later at decided that I shouldn't see the light of day again just because I punched him.

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“What do you mean by Decided?” Azul asked Connie. “Are you implying that he rigged the trial?”

“Yes.” The girl said. “All the jury was hellbent on sending me to prison and he even threatened the girl she tried to rape to declare against me.”

“If the jury was so biased towards you, then how come you got away with a probation?” The lawyer asked intrigued.

“My dad was an old friend of the judge that took my case and told him the truth.” Connie told her. “However, the judge told us that he couldn't help us because the girl wouldn't testify in my favor. And the only thing he could do was to put me in probation for a year.”

“That still doesn't explain why a failed musician owner of a café would be designated as your probational officer.” Azul said as she checked the file for the trial.

“My parents met Mister Universe back when he was still a musician and my dad was his fan.” Connie explained. “They did him a very huge favor one time and Mister Universe told them that he would repay him one day.”

“And he accepted to be your officer just like that?” An incredulous Azul Asked.

“Yes.” Connie answered. “Mister Universe is a really nice person, you know? He just wanted to help us.”

“Right…” Azul Said in a rather condescending way. “In any case, that only explains why you got here. Now, tell me about the day you arrived to the city.”

“Okay…”

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A few days after the judge gave his verdict and Mister Universe appointed himself as my probation officer, I was sent away from my home to the city.

My mother was crying her eyes out while my father consoled her as the bus I was in was moving away from them. I tried to keep myself together, we would still see each other every month after all.

Still, I felt like a piece of my soul was ripped apart from me as I saw them shrink away in the Distance.

A few hours later, I finally reached the bus terminal at Beach City.

The sadness I felt moments ago was drowned a bit as I marveled at the size of the city. I hadn't seen that many people together in my life. Everyone was minding their own business, trying to live out their lives unaware of the others doing the same thing.

I wanted to take a picture of the crowd, so I took my phone away from my pocket and turned the screen on.

However, As i looked for the camera app, I found the Icon for an app I didn't remember to have downloaded. It seemed to be called, ‘Metanav’.

As I stared at the strange icon in my phone, the overcrowded crossing fell deadly silent. I looked up from my phone and found out that all the world Had stopped in its tracks.

“What the hell…?” I said to myself, trying to work my head around the weird event.

I turned around to see what was going on before i laid my eyes on another, strange occurrence in the middle of the crossing. There was an enormous pillar of blue flame that was calling my name.

“Connie…” It said in a voice that sounded strangely like mine. “Open your wings…”

I saw how the pillar's flames shifted in the way they danced, changing its shape into what I could only describe back then as a Demon that was reaching its hand towards me.

However, as soon as I blinked, the figure was already gone, and time was already moving again, returning the noisy crossing back to life.

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“Are you joking right now?” Azul said in disbelief. “Because that was the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard a convict say!”

“I’m not joking.” Connie said. “I told you that I was going to say all the truth, didn't I?”

“I know you did.” The lawyer said. “But that is just plain unbelievable.

“I know how weird that must sound to you.” The prisoner admitted. “But why wouldn't you trust it and let me continue?”

“F-Fine.” An annoyed Azul said before she let Connie continue.

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So, After convincing myself that that thing in the crossing wasn’t real and uninstalling the app from my phone, I made my way into the Rehoboth district, Where Mister Universe and his son live together.

The place was very different from the center of the city. Whereas in the city there were seas of people everywhere, in Rehoboth there were at least five people in the streets at any given time. It kinda reminded me of home.

I eventually found his house after asking the locals for it. He and his son lived in a house in front of a small café they owned: The Crystal Beans. Knowing that, it wasn't that hard to miss it when I walked next to a store that had a star-shaped coffee bean as a logo next to a neon sign that read ‘The Crystal beans! ★’ in the windows.

The store was closed at the moment but there was a man inside of it cleaning it up. Probably closing earlier because of me.

He was a tall man and was a bit overweight, however, his arms were rather muscular, perhaps remains of times past. The top of his head was completely bald, but its rear was covered by a long mane of brown hair that reached his lower back. His soft, sunburnt face was adorned with a thick beard the same color as his hair. He wore a plain black T-Shirt along with a pair of cargo shorts and a pair of blue flip flops.

Everything about this man Screamed ‘former Rockstar’ to me. So, naturally, i knocked on the door of the store to introduce myself.

He smiled as soon as he saw me and rushed to open the door.

“Um… Are you by any chance Gregory Universe?” I asked awkwardly.

“I sure am.” He said cheerfully. “You must be Connie. Please come in.”

I accepted the invitation and entered the small coffee shop. It was rather rustic and homey and that was accentuated by the golden sunlight of twilight that passed through the windows. It had a few potted plants hanging from the ceiling, framed landscapes on the wooden walls, a Single TV next to the bar and an entire assortment of coffee, spices, and ingredients behind said bar.

He brewed some coffee for the two of us and then asked me how I was dealing with all what happened and how were my parents doing.

I answered and asked him where exactly he met my parents.

“Well, It's a rather Funny Story.” He said. “Do you know those weird Stories about children being born in cars?”

“No way…” I said.

“Yes way.” He said nodding. “Our Van broke near your town, She was about to give birth, it was raining and we were in a place we didn't knew.”

He took a sip from his cup.

“Fortunately, i happened to knock on the door of a surgeon and her fiancé. She helped Rose to give birth without a problem and He helped me fix the van. He almost freaked out when he found out I was Mister Universe; his favorite indie musician just had crashed on his home.”

“Was that something normal for you, Mister Universe?” I asked him. “Having freaked out fans?”

“Actually, I was the one who freaked out more.” He said. To be honest, i was pretty much a nobody who at best opened shows and at worst a solo concert for myself.”

“Oh…” I said blushing. “Sorry for asking that…”

“No biggie.” He said. “I’m very grateful I was very Niche. I met Rose in a Concert where no one else came, and Steven had a healthy birth thanks to your parents.”

“I see…” I said before taking a sip of my coffee.

“After that, we exchanged numbers and I told him to call me if he needed me to return the favor.” He said. “And now you're here, under my care.”

“That was quite the story Mister Universe.” I said with a smile on my face.

“Thank you.” He said. “Now that we know each other a bit more, I think I should tell you what to do under my care.”

“Okay.” I said as I took a notebook and a pen from the backpack I brought with me.

“First, you have to go to school. We'll go to register you tomorrow at Steven's school.” He said while I scribbled his words on the notebook. “Secondly, I can't actually take care of you as I would want to because of the Judge's orders, So, you'll live in the storage room of the café during your stay and you'll have to help us here in the shop Whenever you can.”

“Really?” I said with a bit of disgust in my voice. I really wasn't in the mood for sharing a bed with spiders in a dusty attic.

“Don’t worry. Steven and I tidied up for you.” He reassured me. “We even bought you a new mattress for you to sleep.”

“Thanks.” I told him.

“You’re Welcome.” He said Smiling as he looked at the dark skies from outside the windows of the shop. “Now, Why don't you go to your room and rest? We have to do a lot of stuff tomorrow.”

“Good Idea Mister Universe.” I said before picking up my backpack.

“Well, Gotta go Now.” The man said as he got off his seat. “We’ll be waiting you tomorrow for breakfast at the house.”

And so, after a rather warm welcome courtesy of Mister Universe, I followed his advice and went upstairs into the attic. Where I found that he wasn’t lying about tidying the place up: They had left the place as shiny as a pirate treasure. There was a small fern next to my bed, which was located right next to a window made up of tiny red panels of crystal. The place also smell faintly of flowers.

After I left my backpack in a nearby worktable the Universe’s left for me, I went straight to the bed, where I found a set of keys with a tag that read ‘Welcome!!<3’ on top of it.

Before I went to sleep for the day, I took a moment to open up the window and see the nocturne skyline that Made Beach City so famous in many postcards. That was when I saw him. A boy about my age that was also looking outside his window.

He had short, curly hair and seemed to be a little tubby from where I could see him. He was also wearing a yellow striped pajama that made him look a bit cute.

He saw me as well and only smiled and waved at me.

‘He’s probably Steven.’ I thought to myself before returning the wave to him, to which he smiled again before closing his window.

I did the same as he did before laying down on my bed, where i decided to use my Phone for a while before falling asleep.

This time, that mysterious app had appeared once again in a corner of my phone’s screen, however, I was too tired to properly check it that night and resolved to do it the next day.

As I felt my eyes growing heavier, i thought to myself that maybe I could make it till the end of the year in a good way with the help of the universes. Maybe probation wasn’t that bad.

And so I fell asleep.

And then, I immediately woke up again. Except that I wasn't in the Cafe's attic. I was now inside a dark cubicle lined with velvet blue cushions and Chains hanging from the ceiling. I sat up on the wooden bench I lied upon to see what was happening and found myself bound by a pair of handcuffs and wearing a tattered prisoner's uniform.

I looked around the small cell before finding the only lightsource of the room, a barred door chained up from the outside, from where a blinding golden light came from.

I stood up from my seat to look at the light but found a heavy weight on one of my legs. I had a huge iron ball bound to my left ankle.

Nevertheless, I made my way towards the bars in front of me, wanting to know more about the place I was in.

And just as I reached the chained bars I saw the silhouette of a small kid. She sported a blue police uniform that matched with the blue of the cell. Her Skin seemed to be of a bright red color and had a maroon afro framing her face. Her right Eye possessed a supernatural Golden color, while she wore an eyepatch with an stylized V letter on it over her left eye.

She smiled at me with malice moments before another girl appeared next to her.

She wore the same uniform as the previous girl, but her skin was dark blue and her long, flowing hair was pure white. Her long bangs hid her eyes from me.

Finally as my eyes adapted to the light in the room, I noticed that a woman dressed in a pure white suit was sitting behind a wooden desk.

She let out a chuckle before addressing me.

“Ah… Trickster…” She said in a creepy monotonous tone. “ Welcome, to MY Velvet room.”

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[crashpaddiaries]

Dear Crashpad Diary #16

Happy New Year beeeeeasts!!

I wish you all the most fantastic and unimaginable things for 2017… it will be memorable and whenever… in the future… you think back and visit this year… your thoughts will be fulfilled with happiness and your face will be hit by a smile bigger than you can support… you know those one that you get cramps in the jaw??? hahahaha

So… the post is this year but with some reminiscence of 2016… which was… how can I relate to this year??…. well… the best year ever would suit pretty well!! hahaha but… it is defo the best year ever… until 2017!! hahaha

I have no doubt that the new year will come with some surreal surprises and experiences!! =) ENJOY it as hell!! hahahah

The latest adventures of last year involves crazy buses… people dying and reviving… urban legends and loads… loads of fun!!

I had to break the line up of the trip…. cuz so far on this trip I was keeping the same path the Portuguese people took in the past… haha following my roots… leaving Europe… towards south… getting to South Africa… then India… but.. because the visa issue we had to break the rule and go to Sri Lanka… did the portuguese have the same issue with the visa?? hahaha

Actually I am not mad at all because of it… our days in Sri lankan soil have been fantastic and enjoyable.. some time too adventurous… have you ever seen how the bus drivers act in their traffic?? haha That is madness… they don’t stop honking… almost going over anything the whole time… does not matter if it is a car… motorbike… tuk tuk… bike… dog… post… traffic light… they don’t even respect if there is an old couple on it…. they dont stop on the bus stops… actually I don´t know how they call it there… cuz bus stop should have the purpose to the bus park in that place so the people inside could leave safe and happy wherever and whenever needed… right?? So…. they should rename it… maybe Bus Dive area or Bus Jump-and-keep-running-if-you-can area hahahahaha cuz it is an extreme sport ahahahah

Fair enough I always left the bus in the final stop… I mean… when it was properly parked and safe haha I would not mind get injured climbing but commuting…. I have to decline the offer Sri Lanka hahaha

I don´t know… I think the drivers are on cocaine haha… they play freaking loud techno music and act a bit weird not to say much hahahaha

Great experience though…. got the bus… paid 50 sri lankan rupees… almost witnessed 45 accidents in 10 minutes… got stuck in the traffic without moving for other 30 minutes… decided to walk… hopped off… of course because of the traffic the bus was not moving…. but the driver was still honking…. the pay trance was running and I was already few meters away… ahead haha in your face bus!! haha You know that you made the right move when the universe give you back the money you paid on the bus… I crossed the street and there was the 50 rupees note waiting for me!! And around 1 hour later I got to the hostel to meet Stephen and get the flight to India!! Hooooooray!! =)

During my time in Sri Lanka I got the opportunity to travel alone for few days… something that I hadn’t done  in the last 2 years… I love being on my own and always do… but travelling in other country is another stuff… the freedom and the possibilities are awesome! Took the trains to the heart of Sri Lanka… visited temples… mountains…. hang outside the wagon… enjoyed the cold breeze…. how I love travelling!!

If you´re ever in Sri Lanka… don´t miss the scenery train to Ella and Kandy!! =)

I got to the Hostel at 9pm… our flight would be at 2am… we had time… 10 mins later the rain came as I´ve never seen in my life… it was so incredibly hard that we were in the rooftop and we could not chat among us because of the noise… hard to believe!! And quite long… almost an hour raining uninterruptedly…. I was sure that our flight would be delayed if not cancelled…. but nature is kind and everything worked out well!! =) There we go India… good to see you again! =)

Left Sri Lanka at 2am ish… got to Chennai (India)… had to get the stamp…. wait for the other flight to Bangalore…. got there…. ate a burrito haha…. went to Decathlon cuz Stephen had to get a new boot… tried to do some slackline there…. realised that I was sleepy…. lied down in one of the crash pads there for an hour… we had to kill time… our bus to Hospet would leave only 10:30pm from the centre…. after that we went to an restaurant… ate again…. waited…. went to the mall… at this point I was like the walking dead…. we found some sofa…. sat and did not move for a while…. hours passed by…. and its time to go to the bus…. and another hour waiting…. I was already gone…. wasn’t interacting at all… needed some sleep urgently…. hahahahaha

The bus was a sleeper bus…. but I didn´t sleep…. I died there and was waken up in Hospet by Stephen…. the adventure was almost over… we only needed one more bus or tuk tuk… cross the river in a boat and walk a little…. hahahahaha yep…. we do sacrifices for climbing!! =)

Once in Hampi… the climbing can’t stop hahah we got loads of great sessions… sweet problems and nice people….

Alfonso… our friend from Ireland also has arrived for christmas…. he had his own adventure coming from Bangalore…. but switching the sleeper bus for a daily one… full of people and stopping in every single city…. took him 10 hours to get to Hampi…. what a brave guy hahahahaha But I´m sure it was worth it…. we´re having such a nice time!!  

The Christmas morning we decided to go climbing… early morning we headed to the Crystal Ball area… on the way we passed by a couple that asked us if one of our friends was gone missing the christmas eve…. cuz that morning they found a guy passed out on the road… bleeding… unconscious…. with no IDs and in a pretty bad shape was taken to the hospital…. well… we weren´t missing anyone but got concerned as it is unusual here….

The climbing day was fantastic and we got as usual… wrecked…. that day we heard loads of stories about the guys… the legend started hshshhah

Some said that it was a scam and some people did sth bad to him…. we heard that he was well…. we heard he died… we heard he was climber…. we heard he was not…. the police was around but we did not see any…. until few days later…. the day they took the crash pads of everyone that was in the plateau climbing after the sunset…. that was the new rule… no climbing after darkness… cuz the guy supposedly told the police that it was dangerous….. haha Who is the guy??? Is he alive??? hahahaha what a mess….

And the police kept all the crash pads piled up in the plateau but did not know what to do with it… people that rented their did not know what to do…. some of the officers did not even speak english…. what a mess again hahahahaha

In the end they gave back all the seized crash pads…. and so far we don’t know whats the story with the guy!! haha Hope he is ok!!

Though…. I heard he was not actually a guy… it was an alien that because of the level of the energy Hampi has, got attracted on his way back home (Pluto) and in a meteor shower came to India…. as the gravity is different in his place and he did not have any shoe proper to the approach (shout out to 5.10… where is my sponsorship???)… he was walking through the egg shaped boulders… slipped…. didn´t have any spotter… neither crash pads (shout out to Petzl…. where is my sponsorship??? hahah)…. he fell and started the legend! hahahahaha

Talking about crazy people…. Myself and Alfonso went to the temples…. visited some new ones… had awesome time…. but the latest one brought me some weird experience haha

We were there… to see the monkeys and the elephant…. started taking pics of the elephant…. its important to emphasise that… to get in we had to pay… and to use the cams we had to pay a bit more… there were people with the elephant… people giving money to the elephant which would take it… give to a guy and then “bless” the person putting the trunk in their head… afterwards… getting some food… over and over… and wed took lots of pics…. after getting bored by the sameness and annoyed by the elephant´s “habitat”…. we went to the monkeys…. they are everywhere…. and the cams kept shooting loads…. the shooter was pressed pretty continuously…. as my lens are fisheye and wide-open…. I normally get freakin close to the subject…. almost in their face… and with the monkeys was not different….

Almost ready to go away we split and suddenly a guy came talking loads of pics of me… coming with the cam pretty close… you know when you try to understand whats going on live… as the things happen?? haha there you go!! haha

And that was me… I was there… in a photo shoot… without any clue and being photographic raped hahaha I thought at first that it could be because of the monkeys…. cuz I was getting really close and he wanted me to feel like them… which would make sense… but the old guy was really aggressive and shouting at me…. did not get at all…. until I started paying attention on what he was saying…. “thief”… “Fuckin thief”…. “you took thousand of pics of the elephant and did not give any money to him!!” hahahahaha

Oh… thats the reason… money… well… its funny how people get mad for nothing…. hahaha

I tried to argue with him that we paid at the entrance but there are some people in this world that don’t respect even the atmosphere inside a temple full of kindness and good vibes….

haha but as he came close to me shouting again I decided give him the same act he gave me… he took pics of my face right??? I put my big Canon 7D… with my big fish eye… as close as I could (without hit him in the face… even though that would be delightful….)… if you know nothing about photography…. its nice to know that this cam takes 8 pics per second…. and each pic makes a nice and loud noise…. hahahahaha it was like shooting the old fella hahahahahahah

I think that cam had never given me such a huge pleasure!! hahahahah but the pics I made with it are great anyways hahaha check them out in my Flickr page!!

After that he tried to punch me… I avoided engaging cuz it would mean trouble…. fighting an old indian guy… inside a holy temple…. no good!! hahahaha

Alfonso was chasing monkeys and didn´t even see it hahaha his big arms would have helped keeping the old grumpy and penniless guy away!! hahahahah

Good story though…. and good lesson learnt…. never fight back with the same weapon… unless your weapon is better that your opponent hahahahahahah just kidding!! =)

haha… cool… I had few other things to tell yas but got excited once again and wrote way too much…. hope you enjoyed…. we´re enjoying over here too!!

Have a fantastic life and smile everyday beasts!!! Keep climbing strong and having fun!!

2017 will be spectacular!!

Cheers,

Evan