analysis

Introduction

The determination of this essay is to classify the title about the sounds, colour, images, graphics, videos and the shapes, what they targeting which a carbonated soft drink is sold in stores, restaurants, and vending machines in more than 200 countries. It is produced by The Coca-Cola Company of Atlanta, Georgia, and is often referred to simply as Coke (a registered trademark of The Coca-Cola Company in the United States since March 27, 1944). Originally intended as a patent medicine when it was invented in the late 19th century by John Pemberton, Coca-Cola was bought out by businessman Asa Griggs Candler, whose marketing tactics led Coke to its dominance of the world soft-drink market throughout the 20th century.

Title

 First to start with the title the company must have logo or brand that’s possessed to be recognized and distinctive logo. It’s important information must be put on the website to inform the customer what website they are recently at and built some of the foundations around which we live our lives: retail, automotive, financial services, telecommunications and energy, the staples of our daily lives also its always good to uses the creative technique to attract visitor’s attention such as commercials, posters, magazine’s,   announcement’s campaigns and reinforce the power to logo on the consumers. You will notice the dominant use of reds, black, green and orange throughout their designs, aimed at reinforcing trust, excitement and energy in the minds of consumers.

Top page

The Coca-Cola Company offers more than 500 brands in over 200 countries, besides its namesake Coca-Cola beverage.  For  the top page it uses the few different varieties of media to construct the effective page, To refresh the world - in mind, body and spirit,  inspire moments of optimism - through our brands and actions, create value and make a difference everywhere they engage,  to communicate with customer  though there is many that the company has to get right for example if the links are broken, images don’t have display, or they can’t navigate through it, they will get frustrated and leave which is not good thing.

The shape of the coca cola bottle

The unmistakable curved shape of its bottle has been part of the coco-cola images since the original glass contour bottle was introduced. Till this day a lot people wonder where the design come from, and some odd theories about its origins have surfaced over the year’s including one about its being model after a Victorian hooped dress. The unique bottle was pretty much the same shape no matter which beverage the contained

Estimation of the whole website

 website is the where customers increase their business information from, it must be created with correct varieties of media to make customers feel relaxed without any stress which is really important to attract customers interest. been to website that has no ground is like been in dark room with no light, it’s important to have focus on the background on the website many people need special generators for twitter background when they in the website, whether viewed on the a website, a mobile phone, or a desktop, act as a key visual element that could render the viewing experience from pleasant to utterly disturbing. Of course what customers are interested in is to have a great looking background, and there is many simple ways to achieve that. Coke Values shop for and buy antique, vintage, and old classic Coca-Cola Products, collectibles, Coke vending machines, coolers, bottles, glasses, signs, retro tables and chairs, lamps, posters, tins, and more. Looking for antique Coca Cola bottles is has different multiplicity like Coca-Cola fridge or Coca-Cola glasses. Coca-Cola products have been popular for decades and many people have huge collections around the world.

Conclusion

In my conclusion the coca cola company is currently  of the biggest and most recognized soft beverage brands in the world. With over 3000 products in more than 200 countries, the coca-cola company has surely become part of the people’s lives.The coca-cola company understands that today’s business world is technology is very essential to run such big company like coca-cola, the company uses technology such as creating databases and data warehouse about their customers and suppliers, doing business with consumers and other businesses through the Internet.Those websites are the reason coca-cola company reaches people at the most now days they even advertise their products on Myspace and Facebook. The coca-cola success isn’t something that has been achieved over night it takes time and years to build.

 http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coca-Cola

http://www.thecoca-colacompany.com/

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KfMeTc4txI

Mia's final fan fiction

1Q84

Aomame

Aomame rubbed her now round stomach as she sat in the chair on their small balcony. The sun shone quietly on her as the breeze cooled her warm skin. The fresh spring day began the same way it had for the last four months since Tengo and she had been left standing staring at only one moon, the real moon. Or so she had to believe. There were still so many questions floating around in Aomame’s head. There was still so much left unanswered. After she and Tengo had climbed the ladder that led them up to Metropolitan Expressway No. 3 and out of 1Q84, the second moon had disappeared, but the Tokyo she remembered was slightly reversed. After leaving the highway and making their way to the hotel room, they resided there for a few days before deciding how to start their new life together. Even though the two of them should have felt a little overwhelmed by the fact that up until a few days ago they were simply two souls caught up in the world of 1Q84, neither of them had this sense of unease. It seemed more natural to be together, all three of them, than it had to be alone. Perhaps it was just that moment back in school when Aomame held Tengo’s hand, or perhaps there was a higher power that held them together, but there was no doubt in their minds that they were destined to be together.

         And now, they were living in a little house in Hamadayama next to a park that vaguely resembled the park that Aomame appeared to Tengo in when he finally opened his eyes. The last few months had been spent settling into this place, their new home, and prepare for the little one to arrive. They still mused from time to time as to how the little one came to be inside of Aomame, but she knew that she had the Leader to thank for this miracle. He had also said there was no way back to the world of 1984. So what was this world? This was still a question Tengo and Aomame had not figured out yet. They were consumed with other issues at the moment. Aomame was getting bigger by the day and they had to prepare themselves to become parents. Aomame sipped her tea as she bathed in the warm spring sun. The feeling of something new was in the air.

Tengo

Since arriving in their new home in Hamadayama, Tengo spent his days caring for Aomame and used the rest of his time to work on his novel. Since arriving in this new world, one that they had not decided a name for yet, he felt as though his inspiration had been reborn with a much stronger passion. Hiding behind his typewriter, Tengo would burn hours typing, re-reading, editing and starting the process all over again. On more than one occasion, Aomame would have to pry Tengo away from the typewriter to eat or bathe. She seemed happy enough to leave him be when he was completely immersed in his work. Sometimes he worried she was silently resenting him for not spending more time with her but usually she sat in the sun and read a book or stretched, as much as she could in her pregnant state, on the days the weather was not as permitting. Tengo would watch her doing her exercises and stretches sometimes, and was always in awe how she got her body to move even when she was heavily pregnant. Occasionally she would let out a heavy sigh and say to Tengo, “My body is precious to me, especially now that I have the little one, but sometimes I wish I wasn’t such a round ball! So many years I kept my body fit and tight, and then you meet me just as everything starts to grow!” Tengo smiles softly at Aomame and reassures her, “You are beautiful to me Aomame and you always will be.” He looks up at her, her face pulled tightly into one of her harsh scowls, but as soon as he puts a hand to her cheek or his lips on her forehead by the time he pulls away her face has softened into the pretty Aomame he knows and loves. There was so much he was learning about Aomame and women. He had had his older girlfriend for a long time, (his mind still wonders where she went from time to time) but she never talked to Tengo about her body. He knew the Fridays she didn’t come over was because she was menstruating but that’s as far as any information like that was communicated. Now, Tengo was finally with Aomame and everything was new.
The rare moments when Tengo would stare off into space, first contemplating how his novel should progress, he would always end up thinking the same thoughts and asking the same questions. Will this baby look like me? Or if it doesn't will we know who the father is? Will it look like Leader? Only Aomame would know this because she was the only one who met him. And even then she says she barely saw his face.  Am I going to be a good father? Am I ready for this? To take care of a baby as well as Aomame. 
Currently they were living off of the money Aomame had earned in 1Q84 doing her "work." She never talked about it and when Tengo did ask questions, she would only give minimal answers. He worried often when the money would run out, but Aomame seemed confident that if they don't live beyond their means they would be alright until Tengo finished his book. Though once he did, he didn't know what he would do with it. Did Komatsu exist in this world? Would any publishing company accept his book? As far as the two of them knew Fuka-Eri and her book Air Chrysalis did not exist in this world. Tengo's work was loosely based around the same concept, so would it take like her book had in 1Q84? Whether he could earn any money off of it, he knew that he needed to write this novel. He could not put to waste the flow that was pouring out of him. Words flew on to the page as he furiously pushed away at the typewriter. He was close to the end. He could feel it. Aomame was close to the end of her pregnancy too. They were both coming to a turning point in their lives; the complete creation of their own offspring.

Mia's fan fiction draft

1Q84

Aomame

Aomame rubbed her slowly growing stomach as she sat in the chair on their small balcony. The sun shone quietly on her face and belly as the breeze cooled her warm skin. The fresh spring day began the same way it had for the last four months since Tengo and she had been left standing staring at only one moon, the real moon. Or so she had to believe. There were still so many questions floating around in Aomame’s head. There was still so much left unanswered. After she and Tengo had climbed the ladder that led them up to Metropolitan Expressway No. 3 and out of 1Q84, the second moon had disappeared, but the Tokyo she remembered was slightly reversed. After leaving the highway and making their way to the hotel room, they resided there for a few days before deciding how to start their new life together. Even though the two of them should have felt a little overwhelmed by the fact that up until a few days ago they were simply two souls caught up in the world of 1Q84, neither of them had this sense of unease. It seemed more natural to be together, all three of them, than it had to be alone. Perhaps it was just that moment back in school when Aomame held Tengo’s hand, or perhaps there was a higher power that held them together, but there was no doubt in their minds that they were destined to be together.

         And now, they were living in a little house in Hamadayama next to a park that vaguely resembled the park that Aomame appeared to Tengo in when he finally opened his eyes. The last few months had been spent settling into this place, their new home, and prepare for the little one to arrive. They still mused from time to time as to how the little one came to be inside of Aomame, but she knew that she had the Leader to thank for this miracle. He had also said there was no way back to the world of 1984. So what was this world? This was still a question Tengo and Aomame had not figured out yet. They were consumed with other issues at the moment. Aomame was getting bigger by the day and they had to prepare themselves to become parents. Aomame sipped her tea as she bathed in the warm spring sun. The feeling of something new was in the air.

Tengo

Since arriving in their new home in Hamadayama, Tengo spent his days caring for Aomame and used the rest of his time to work on his novel. Since arriving in this new world, one that they had not decided a name for yet, he felt as though his inspiration had been reborn with a much stronger passion. Hiding behind his typewriter, Tengo would burn hours typing, re-reading, editing and starting the process all over again. On more than one occasion, Aomame would have to pry Tengo away from the typewriter to eat or bathe. She seemed happy enough to leave him be when he was completely immersed in his work. Sometimes he worried she was silently resenting him for not spending more time with her but usually she sat in the sun and read a book or stretched, as much as she could in her pregnant state, on the days the weather was not as permitting. Tengo would watch her doing her exercises and stretches sometimes, and was always in awe how she got her body to move even when she was heavily pregnant. Occasionally she would let out a heavy sigh and say to Tengo, “My body is precious to me, especially now that I have the little one, but sometimes I wish I wasn’t such a round ball! So many years I kept my body fit and tight, and then you meet me just as everything starts to grow!” Tengo smiles softly at Aomame and reassures her, “You are beautiful to me Aomame and you always will be.” He looks up at her, her face pulled tightly into one of her harsh scowls, but as soon as he puts a hand to her cheek or his lips on her forehead by the time he pulls away her face has softened into the pretty Aomame he knows and loves. There was so much he was learning about Aomame and women. He had had his older girlfriend for a long time, (his mind still wonders where she went from time to time) but she never talked to Tengo about her body. He knew the Fridays she didn’t come over was because she was menstruating but that’s as far as any information like that was communicated. Now, Tengo was finally with Aomame and everything was new.

Mia's Five fan fiction links

Alice in Wonderland: Abigale and Frankie in Wonderland

"After Alice had her adventures did anyone else find this rabbit hole? Was it all just a dream Alice had? Well then Abigale and Frankie two best friends had a somewhat similar dream! They are a bit odd and Frankie fits right in Wonderland where as Alice tends to be a bit confused at times. Many well known characters and a few things from the book as well make their adventure grand."

Simple and not terribly well written but an interesting idea all the same. It ended rather abruptly and did not go into much depth so there isn't a lot to reflect on. The idea of having voices in your head (devil vs angel) is rather over-done and not very exciting. I had no interest in reading anymore, even if there had been more to read.

The Matrix: Asylum 

"They're not Neo and Smith. They're Thomas and John. And they are insane. They've spent 5 years in an asylum, together in their white room. Trying to remember what happened to them. Putting it all together. Did it all really happen?"

Neo and Smith have been confined to a white room and straitjackets - everything they knew is now wiped from their memory. Or so the doctors and nurses think. The knowledge of their past still lingers in the back on their minds. Somethings are just instinctual and they can't forget.

I actually found this fan fiction blog quite interesting. I only read the first chapter but I plan to sit down and read the rest in my spare time. It was decently written, nothing amazing, but I suppose people who are writing fan fiction are not planning to be New York bestselling authors. I really enjoyed the Matrix trilogy (despite the movies got worse with each edition) - the concept was something I found really interesting. This fan fiction blog was also an creative take on what could have happened afterward.

Harry Potter: Seeking Severus Snape: Curfew

"She immediately recognised the voice as belonging to Snape. She didn't know whether to feel terrified or excited. She felt her arms being released as he brought his hand round to turn her face towards him. She caught the feral hunger in his eyes as he brought his mouth down to devour hers, his tongue invading her mouth possessively. He took hold of her bottom lip between his teeth and bit down slightly, before releasing it.

She had all the while been clenching her hands at her sides, toying with the idea of stroking him. After that kiss, she could no longer restrain herself, and reached behind her to grasp his hardened length, now desperately straining against his trousers. She heard him hiss as she stroked him, causing him to reach down into her bottoms and plunge two fingers deep into her. She cried out and arched into him, throwing her head back onto his shoulder."

I'm not sure how I feel about Harry Potter related erotic literature - it's a bit wrong seeing as I grew up with Harry Potter and all. But then again, it is an interesting take on the character of Snape and now at an age where I can appreciate the erotic tones brings it back in a new light. The writing itself is not that bad. Definitely a newbie at writing erotic literature, but it can be hard not to be clumsy when it comes to writing about sex. I didn't have time to read all nine chapters of 'Curfew' but the author did try and bring more a plot into it instead of just following the same storyline the first two chapters took. 

Inception: Break Down

"She bit her lip as he left the room. There was something she couldn't quite put her finger on. He seemed polite, and gentle...but the way he behaved at the meal - not speaking, simply swallowing his food as tough ravenous with hunger- indicated there was something wrong.
She paused. She didn't want to be impolite, but nor did she want to stay.

---

Arthur blinked. She knew something was wrong. He'd seen it in her eyes. He swallowed, and reached for the faucet to fill the water jug.
Suddenly, his hand twitched. "Oh, God," he muttered.
Hastily turning the tap off, he turned and fled the room."

This was a really well written piece and it ended just as it got good! A little disappointed in that seeing as I was quite interested in seeing where this was going. I do love the movie Inception, not only for the complex storyline, but the enthralling, complicated characters as well so I was keen to read about what this author had planned for these characters. Unfortunately, it ended abruptly, as I mentioned, and we were left wondering. 

Beauty and the Beast: Rose and Me

"I knew Rose my whole life; she was my best friend, her mother (my nanny) would joke that we may as well have been twins. We would spend all our time together her older brother Mark would join us but more often than not we would be allowed to roam free in the grounds of my home. We would play in far off imagery worlds. I would be a knight, a space cowboy or all-mighty wizard; she would be my princess, my showgirl or my witch counterpart. In the winter mouths when her mother forbade us from going out in the cruel cold for too long, we would sit in a warm room; Rose would write our summer adventures into her growing books of tales, while I would draw pictures to add very little to the tales she told, my pictures would be added in clumsy to her magic book. But like everyone else my childhood bliss had to end and my came much more abruptly than the average."

My favourite Disney story was Beauty and the Beast, which was why I was drawn to this story. It started off well written but slowly deteriorated. The author brought the characters into the 21st century, but didn't state it clearly in the beginning which made it slightly confusing when talk of the internet and e-mail came up. Only three chapters were written but I f wasn't particularly sad when they came to an end. The flow of the story wasn't quite right; everything, such as conversations, moved unrealistically quickly which made it lack believability. I do realise with fan fiction it is more writing for yourself than for the pleasure of others, or writing at a high level of talent, but this story could have been improved if the author had gone back and reread, edited and double checked what she had written. 

Noah's Final Fan Fiction

Sorry guys punctuation, and sentance structure is reaaaallllly bad. My fanfic is a cross-over between Edward Scissorhands and Alice in Wonderland. If you haven't seen both films you might get confused. Its a simple straightforward-ish version of my draft, with a little twist. Enjoy :)

Edward knew nothing about who he was, who had created him. Why he was the way that he was.

He had always known that he was different, it was obvious.

His face a map of scars and cuts, his hair a mess of black, a birds nest upon his head.

His skin was pale, like marble, never changing, not the slightest hint of sun could be seen on him.

He lived upon a hill, in a large mansion.

And he was unfinished, an artificial man with scissors as hands.

He lived alone. Cast aside by the town, that lay in the valley beneath his hill. He overlooked these beings never getting close. They could not accept Edward, nobody could except her.

And she had crawled into his heart and broken it.

Edwards days consisted of cutting his hedges, and perfecting his garden.

A labyrinth of green hedges, shaped like large animals, giraffes, cats, chest pieces, and humans, anything that Edward would think about, he would create. They were his pride and joy. He also planted many wild flowers daisies, daffodils, roses, violets and irises. No matter what season it was, Edward could grow them.

It was his own paradise, his own world.

One night Edward awoke to the sound of rustling in his garden .Which was unusual, as animals never dared to venture into his garden. Startled he quickly tried to get out of bed, an attempt that failed and resulted in him cutting his cheek, yet again. A small drop of blood hit the pale white sheets. It saddened Edward deeply, but he quickly forgot about it, as the rustling got louder. His room was dark and musty from the settlement of dust thatcaked everything in his house.

He made his way to the garden.

Moonlight spilled into it, illuminating everything with a soft glow. All the leaves shone under the night sky, almost glittering. Edward had never seen them look sooo…..well sooo magical. The cold air whipped around him, sending chills down his back. There was a shuffle in the depth of the hedges, right behind the large cat. He focused on his garden.Catching a glimpse of blue here and there.

Edward whispered to himself "whose there"

All of a sudden, colour’s begun to light up his garden.

Rays of light shot up from the leaves. Colours such as magenta, gold, silver, turquoise green and violet.

His eyes were blinded by the spectacle; he stood there stunned staring out at the hedges, which slowly came to life before his eyes. He watched as the cat ran around between all the other objects, playing with the giraffes….And there standing in the middle of it all, was a girl….. 

She had long silver hair that caught the light of the moon and stars. She wore a light bluedress that dragged in the mud. It clung to every shape of her body. She had large forget-me not eyes, the colour of deep brown, like the richest soil. She was dancing, and playing with the cat. Her pale arms flung into the air, the wind catching greedily at her hair. The cat, now slowly shrinking, and becoming more of a cat, then a hedge was surrounded by a cloud of ominous blue and purple smoke. Edward was speechless and watched in awe, as the girl danced and played with all the creatures.

His heart was sending slight pangs throughout his body.

All of a sudden, the girl snapped, as if she had awoken from a dream. Everything stopped, the animals became hedges once again, except for the cat, the brilliant light and coloursleft, and the garden was restored to its now, not so magnificent state.

The girl stared at Edward…..he felt his face flush. (A feeling he had only felt once before). All of a sudden there was urgency in her walk and then She ran up to him, and wrapped her arms around him, he stood stiff with shock. Realizing that he was un-responsive she pulled away. Then noticing his raw cut, she touched his cheek, wiping away the blood her soft hands caressing his face.

She began muttering to herself.
“He’s waiting, waiting for me. I've found him, he's found…found…..found"

“Where are you from?” Edward spoke to her, almost in a whisper.

She looked at him, registering his face, as if seeing an old friend.

"Where all mad, from where I come from" she said, a wicked smile upon her face.

"Why are you here? He said.

"I’m here for you…..I’ve found you"

“For me?” he replied

“Yes, many, many years ago. You lived in a place called the underworld, you were a brave knight, the bravest there was, who helped me conquer the evil queen of hearts, you out of the goodness of your heart did not kill her, instead you banished her and her lover to the never lands. You became a hero, and many people both admired you and envied you. After years of watching over our people and the village, the queens lover, returned one last time to our village, after being taught voodoo magic by the people of the never lands he cast a spell upon you. Replacing your hands with scissors, taking all of your memories, and sending you up the rabbit hole to this world”

Suddenly flashes came back to Edward.

The girl with the silver hair, the cat, the caterpillar and the Queen of Hearts all appeared into his memory.

“…..Alice……" he whispered, chocking on the name.

He repeated himself again "Alice" now getting louder, until the name shook through out his whole body.

"ALLLLLLIIIIICCCCCCEEEEEE" he flung his arms around her, clinging to her frail body, being careful not to cut her dress.

“Yes Hatter, I came back for you"

Mata's Five Fan fiction Links

Dirty Secrets_Mortal Instruments
Manipulation, lies, hatred, betrayal and a hint of homosexual ism. What more does a storyline need? Being separated from Magnus has got Alec's heart in pieces, whats more is his brother Jace is not helping at all.A fan-fiction book based on Cassandra Clare's Mortal Instruments but with Alec Lightwood being the main focus of the story.

Having read this, the story could have been a bit more lengthier, blood spill and have involved more people which could have contributed to a gripping twist at the end.

Tessa X Gabriel_ Infernal Devices

He didn't think he would feel that way. She was a down worlder... She is a down worlder, but to Gabriel Lightwood she was different Tessa Fell was special. He saw her in a new light, he knew the moment he first laid eyes on her he would fall, real deep. Fan-fiction book based on Cassandra Clare's Infernal Devices.

As I read, the story had a good concept and it was an easy read to understand. Like the first link, it could have been a bit longer, because it had me wanting to know more about what would happen next and it had me questioning about why this specific thing happened.
Final Battle_Bleach
When Karakura High School's student Ichigo Kurosaki gets word about his classmate being kidnapped he sets on a mission to rescue her. Little does he know he gets to fight one of Hueco Mundo's strongest espada Ulquiorra Cifer again.

This story was a good read, I thought that Orihime was a bit annoying to put in the story. She kind put me off being in the battle scene, however I enjoyed their battle for life.



Crimson Snow_Mulan

She already thought she had brought dishonor to her family, how was she to atone for herself? Going to war in place of her father disguised as a male. Nobody knows what Fa Mulans real identity is. However what happens when your so called secret has been revealed? Fan-fiction story from Disney pictures Mulan.

Mulan is one of Disneys princesses, reading another way of her secret being revealed was different. The idea behind it may have been a bit unpleasant, but the artistry behind the crimson snow was very creative. Could have involved more to the story, but overall it was great.

Demon Blood_Mortal Instruments

"He said the blood was for 'me and mine,'"Jace Wayland. Finding out why he acted that way, why he is that way, Jace finally realizes why he is not like others, why he acts the way he is. With the blood of a fallen angel, how could he not figure it out. It made sense, his love for Clary also made sense, was this the something they called fate?

Demon Blood could have been a bit more lengthier, it had me wanting to know more about what would happen next. The idea/concept had a good roll behind it, although it should have elaborated more on the whole demon angel blood thing.

Noah's Fan Fiction Draft

I’m writing my story on Edward Scissor hand’s a character created by Tim burton and played by Johnny Deep. Here’s a little background on the character if you’ve never seen the movie. He was created by a mad/genius scientist who died before finishing Edward leaving him with scissor’s for hand’s. He lives’ in a mansion on top of a hill overlooking an extremely mundane suburbia, He eventually venture’s out, fall’s In love and becomes exploited by the people that reside there because of his impeccable cutting skills and kind heart. He fall's in love with one of the girl's that lives there but is driven back into his castle, by an angry mob. It's tragic because there is no happy ending.Hope you enjoy , and my story picks up from where the movie ends! (ALSO a cross-over with alice in wonderland slightly...)

Edward slowly walked out of the forest, out of the darkness. He walked out into the light, leaving the cold shadowy landscape behind him, leaving a past of horror, of loneliness, he no longer wanted to be Edward Scissor hand’s the abomination, the mutant. He wanted to be normal, he wanted to be able to hold something in his hands, without destroying it, without hurting it.

His first step, made a slight crunch sound, crispy grass covered in frost, stuck out beneath his black boots. It was daytime where ever he was, and the sun shone brightly over a large green meadow. His eye's needed to adjust.

He saw a river, slightly to the left, crystal clear, sparkling he imagined it would be like swimming through diamonds, only if he could swim of course.
He headed towards that direction, large clumsy step's he had been walking for day's and the closer he got to the river, the more he realized his thirst. Yet the river never seemed closer, it actually felt as it was moving further and further away.

"You there!....dont take one more step!"
Edward heard it faintly, like the sound of chime's  gently playing in the background.
He imagined it would be what an angel sounded like.
"Hey Stupid!, dont take one more step, or there's no returning"
Edward, fought himself from the thirst, just enough to turn around and face his insulter.
She was small, not small dainty, yet she had the persona of a warrior, she was the colour of white lily's, with hair the gleaming like spun gold. She wore a blue dress, frayed slightly at her ankles, covered in mud, and giving way to her feet, no shoe's. She had a tiny face, fairy like, with large forget me not eye's the colour of a blue abyss, and full red lip's the colour of an apple. Ironically she seemed like the biggest contradiciton, so pretty yet so feirce. Edward could not take his eye's of her.
This seemed to make her slightly uncomfterble, yet she did'nt gasp, or run away, she didnt scream at the sight of him, or shudder. She just looked at him, as if she was trying to see someone within him. "You look soooo fimilar" she said. Edward's heart begun to race once again, the sound of her voice, the strength in her eye's......
"Can you hear me?... you look so fimilar, did you know that you were about to go on the quest of no return?"
Edward still entranced managed to mumble "what...?"
"The quest of no return, that river is enchanted, you  head in that direction, you'll never find it, you'll just keep walking and walking til eventually the thirst kills you"
Edward watched as she slowly pulled a little bottle out of the satchel she had around her shoulder, take this she said. She than noticed his hand's.

"Ohmy, those must get in the way"
Edward shyly smiled. She than pulled the tiny silver cap of the bottle and held it to edwards lips, he parted them eargly, and almost instiantanously the thirst left, and was replaced with a warm feeling, that tingled throughout his body.

come with me, I have someone i think you'll like to meet. He's Mad, but you'll see.

Noah's Five Fan Fiction Links

Fanfic Link One
“Pricked by a Thorn Prince”
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8349774/1/Pricked_By_A_Thorned_Prince

“Hermione smiled, in spite of herself, but continued to walk away, while Malfoy watched her retreating figure, his own smile gradually fading” 


This fanfic explores the possibility of a love affair between Draco Malfoy, a high school nemesis of Harry Potter, and a pureblood Hogwarts student , And Hermione Granger one of Harry Potter’s Best friends, a muggleblood bookworm. What make’s this so appealing is the fact that it’s a forbidden love type scenario, and there’s no better love story,than that of a "forbidden love story". It play’s with the whole good vs bad relationship between the character’s, Malfoy constantly picking on Hermione because she’s a muggle born wizard and hermione struggling to tolerate with it .What I thought made this fanfic alluring was the fact that the author didn’t begin the story with the love affair immediately, and rather gave the audience a glimpse of the relationship that already exists between the characters in the book. It lead’s up to the love affair, rather than starting straight off with a bang, and slowly sizzling out, till your bored with the ultimate undying love spiels. I found it well written and easy to follow, because the text was organized clearly, without the strange dialogue structures some of these fanfic writers create. I personally believe that it would be extremely attractive to the female audience of the Harry Potter books firstly because Draco has the ultimate bad boy appeal, with the devilishly good look’s and smug attitude, and Hermione is the cutesy goody two shoe’s that can’t seem to catch a break. I seem to find more of the romance fanfic’s quite alluring, so for a first read, I’m extremely impressed and actually considering reading the second chapter.




Fanfic Link Two:
Lutties Hear
thttp://www.fanfiction.net/s/7789422/2/LuttieS_Heart

His hands shook on the knob; water from the rain outside—she had not known it was raining till then, snug inside her tree as she was—plastered his shock-white hair to his equally pale forehead, tangling into his eyes.

One of those eyes stared at her balefully, a washed-out blue amidst all that white, as he shut the door behind him.

Luttie half stood—"I have been exiled," the Hatter said—and she sat back down again, face as pale as her unexpected guest's.

This fanfic was called Luttie’s heart,  revolving around Luttie and the Mad Hatter. I found it impeacably well written, and punctuation was spot on, something that I do not pride myself in. The  flow and the tone of this fanfic also made it extremely easy to follow and get into. I couldn’t help thinking to myself about how much this fanfic seemed like a published piece of litreature already. Irregardless of my ramblings if you are an Alice in Wonderland fan (movie or book) this is a great read.

The first chapter I read was great, it involved a The Mad Hatter, and a character called Luttie. I’m not sure weather she made an apperance within the movie. I’m under the impression that she’s a made up character, purely for this fanfic, if anybody could clear this up for me, it would be greatly appreciated. The Mad Hatter, has been exiled by the ‘Red Queen’ from the underworld, and has turned to this Luttie character to show him how to leave the underworld, and enter the real world. I’ve only read the first chapter, but was instantly aware of all of the directions, and possiblities that the author could go write about.

The writer of this piece of fanfic encapsulated the character of the Mad Hatter perfectly (talking about the recent movie version). I found that he/she mixed both his exhuburance, and insanity with the pure brilliance and intellegence that he somehow unconciously holds. The character of Luttie is both mysterious and likeable, which makes this story so much easier to read. The possiblity of Luttie’s character being quite an intresting twist to the Alice story is alluring, and the fact that she hold’s a somewhat magic to her make’s you want to keep reading. This fanfic made me reconsider my draft a lot more, and possibly delve more into an alice in wonderland type fanfic, as I have fallen  in love with the Mad Hatter’s character again.

Fanfic Link 3

mohamed's final fan fiction

mohamed fan fiction draft

                                                              fight club

A ticking-time-bomb insomniac and a slippery soap salesman channel primal male aggression into a shocking new form of therapy. Their concept catches on, with underground "fight clubs" forming in every town, until an eccentric gets in the way and ignites an out-of-control spiral toward oblivion. 

A nameless first person narrator ('Edward Norton' ) attends support groups in attempt to subdue his emotional state and relieve his insomniac state. When he meets Marla ('Helen Bonham Carter' ), another fake attendee of support groups, his life seems to become a little more bearable. However when he associates himself with Tyler (brad Pitt )he is dragged into an underground fight club and soap making scheme. Together the two men spiral out of control and engage in competitive rivalry for love and power. When the narrator is exposed to the hidden agenda of Tyler's fight club, he must accept the awful truth that Tyler may not be who he says he is.

 
A young urban professional who works for a major car manufacturer can't sleep. Although he doesn't have any of the associated afflictions, he stumbles across support groups as a means to let out whatever emotions he is feeling, which in turn is allowing him to sleep. But the use of these support groups is ruined when he meets a young woman named Marla Singer, who is also going to all these support group meetings. Because he knows she too is not afflicted with any of the maladies for which the groups exist, her presence has lessened the impact of the stories he hears. His life changes when he meets a soap manufacturer named Tyler Durden, who in many ways is the antithesis of the insomniac. Due to unusual circumstances with his own condo, the insomniac moves in with Tyler, who lives in a large dilapidated house in an otherwise abandoned part of town. 

After a bit of spontaneous roughhousing with Tyler in a bar parking lot, the insomniac finds it becomes a ritual between the two of them, which is helping him cope with the other more difficult aspects of his life. The fights also attract a following, others who not only want to watch but join in. Understanding that there are other men like them, the insomniac and Tyler begin a secret fight club. As the fight club's popularity grows, so does its scope in all aspects. Marla becomes a circle not specifically of the fight clubs but of Tyler and the insomniac's collectives lives. As the nature of the fight clubs becomes out of control in the insomniac's view, the insomniac's life, in association, is one where he no longer understands what is happening around him, or how he can get out of it without harming himself.

Rodrigo's Final Fan Fiction

This fan fiction is based on the films "The Hangover" and "The Hangover Part 2"

'The Hangover' films follow the story of a group of friends who go out for a bachelor party and get themselves into all sorts of trouble as their drinks get spiked by Alan, one of the members of the group. The next day they don't recall anything that occurred the night before. The films, the first one set in Las Vegas and second in Thailand, follow the adventures of the group as the next day they try recover everything they lost and get to the wedding in time.

The Hangover Part 3.

“Where-the-hell-are-we?” 

Phil whispers as he is slowly waking up, looking around the place.

The room is dark. Not a noise can be heard apart from their voices. It's a large room but it’s empty, its walls covered in wooden carvings of tribal designs.

 “AHHHHHH!” shouts Alan, his voice echoing in the room. 

"Quiet Alan!" angrily responds Stu, not knowing where in the world they are. 

 "But it's looking at me, it's scaring me!" 

Alan pulls his sleeping bag right up to his nose, leaving a gap so he could still look at this scary creature.

All three of them are lying next to each other, on the ground, in a sleeping bag. 

There's nothing else in the room apart from Stu, Phil, Alan, and a big wooden statue, with its eyes wide open and tongue poking out.

 "It's still looking at me, make it stop Stu!" 

Stu puts his hands on his head, almost pulling his hair in a desperate reaction to the situation. 

"Not this again..."

Phil gets out of his sleeping bag and stands up.

"Guys there’s no point dwelling on the situation or questioning why this keeps happening to us. We've done it before, we’ll do it again. Let's try remember what happened last night and get back to the resort. The most important thing here is that we get Alan back in time for the wedding"

As soon as Phil finishes talking, a big door at the front of the room opens.

"KA MATE KA MATE KA ORA KA ORA"

A group of big, scary looking men walk in the room yelling at the top of their lungs.

Bare chested, they hit their bodies with their hands leaving red marks, as they shout the words with crazy- looking eyes.

"They're gonna kill us!" snapped Alan as he sprints out of the room, leaving no option for the two to run after him.

They exit the premises, reaching the end of the driveway that leads to the road.

The three of them breathe heavily, their hands on their knees trying to catch their breath back.

"What the hell is going on?" Phil complains with open arms, looking for answers from his friends.

"I think that was a Haka" informs Stu.

"I'm pretty sure that was attempted murder!" explodes Alan, receiving a nudge from Phil who's interested in Stu's information.

"A Haka is a tribal dance from the native people of New Zealand, the Maori."

"So what are you trying to say Stu? Are we… Are we in New Zealand?" he asks, almost praying for the answer to be no.

"I'm afraid so"

Phil sits down on the road, arms on his knees, head down.

 "How the hell did we end up in another country? The wedding is in the Gold Coast-Australia for God’s sake" 

As he looks up he sees a sign, “Whangarei 2KM” 

The three follow the sign, in hope of finding a town center where they can come up with a plan of attack. Instead of walking, Alan is hopping up and down. As always, he’s in his own world.

“Alan, why are you hopping? You think this is fun? We’re stuck in a different country and we’re going to be late to your own wedding” questioned Phil, making Alan stop hopping for a moment.  

Alan turned and replied “Phil I’m just excited, we’re a kilometre away from Whangarei, I’ve never been there!”

“This is our first time in New Zealand Alan, off course we haven’t been there you idiot!” chipped in Stu from the back, as he’s trying to keep up.

As Alan goes back to hopping away, something falls out of his pocket.

“Stop Alan!” ordered Phil, as he spotted the mystery object falling to the ground.

The three gathered up as Phil picks up small paper rectangle from the ground.

“It’s a business card” confirmed Phil. 

“The ultimate Maori experience. For bookings and reservations call 021 7894431. Hemi Ahurewa – Tourist Guide”

“We bought a tourist package? That’s why we woke up at a Maori temple?” questioned Stu.

“I think you’re onto something there” replied Phil, “now what we have to do is get to this town center and get a phone so we can call this Hemi guy”

“Hemi, ha!” laughed Alan, “what a cool name, that’s gonna be the name of my next puppy”

Phil and Stu ignore Alan’s silly comment and speed down the road, eager to get to the town center.

As they get to the township, they enter the first shop.

“Hello, we’re lost and we’re wondering if we can borrow your phone for a phone call?” asked Stu.

He receives a nod from the shopkeeper.

-“Hi there, am I speaking to Hemi?”

-“Yes you are”

-“Hello Hemi, my name is Stu, I don’t know if you know me but me and my friends are lost and we have your business card, we were hoping you can help us out”

-“Oh Stu! Yes off course I know you. We met yesterday morning at the airport. Do you not remember me?"

-“No I’m sorry. We have gone blank and can’t remember anything about last night... We’re in a hurry to get our friend Alan to his wedding in time, and that’s in the Gold Coast. We’re in a bit of trouble here, can you meet us?”

-"Don’t worry Stu, I’m on my way”

Hemi meets them at the shop and after Phil explains the situation he agrees to take them to the airport.

While they’re on their way to Auckland, Stu asks Hemi: 

“So can you fill us in with what the hell happened and how we ended up here?”

“I can’t believe you guys can’t remember anything! You guys were out celebrating Alan’s bachelor party and you won 3 plane tickets to New Zealand. For some reason you had the bright idea to take the next flights available. We met at the airport and you bought the 'Ultimate Maori Experience Package' and that’s how you ended up in Whangarei.”

“Unbelievable” added Phil. 

Stu shook his head. 

Alan was smiling as he observed the cows on the side of the road.

Phil went on to share the similar stories of Las Vegas and Thailand. Which made Hemi pop the question: 

"This time it was Alan’s wedding though... so who spiked the drinks?”

The End