Room 242 - Comments

I love it. It's wonderful. You neve cease to amaze me either.

You never fail to amaze me. This was an awesome update and one of the best Panic! stories I've ever read.

druscilla; insain:

My entire plotline has shifted. This story isn't going to focus just on Ryan. It's going to focus on how the rape effects more than just the victim. It's going to focus on how this effects Ryan and everyone around him.

I like where your going with this. Excellent idea. Wonderful update.
Can't wait for the next. You have yet to disappoint.

Updated.
Part two, Lost Boys, is posted.

Not-so-happy reading.

xoxox
-Dru

I've currently got an update rolling for this.
It's already at 1000 words.

Here's a glimpse:

“I need to talk to both of you.” Spencer said seriously. “About Ry.”

Jon beckoned Brendon from the bed with his finger and they wordlessly followed Spencer into the other room. The youngest boy sat down on the edge of his bed, Jon to his left and Brendon across from him on the bed Spencer and Ryan had slept in the night before. There was silence for a few minutes.

“He’s crying again.” Brendon said suddenly, voice shaking. Sure enough, if they tried, the could all faintly hear sobs from the bathroom.

“He’s got a right.” Spencer said quietly, staring at his hands. He didn’t want to be the one who had to do this. The one who had to tell Jon, whose face was clouded with worry, and Brendon, who looked pale as a sheet and was shaking like a leaf. More than anything, however, he wished there wasn’t anything to tell.

My entire plotline has shifted. This story isn't going to focus just on Ryan. It's going to focus on how the rape effects more than just the victim. It's going to focus on how this effects Ryan and everyone around him.

Wow...that was so dark, deep, powerful...and scary. Just perfect.
I loved the part where Ryan begged Spencer not to hang up. It was heartbreaking. The whole story is.
I loved it.
And now I can't probably get this out of my mind the whole day.

^
-giggles-
I'd probably get sued.
And get all these teenies throwing eggs at my house saying 'zomg!1 gee dont fuck his bro no wayz girlfriend'.

I feel very cold and empty, alot like Ryan must be feeling going through that horrible moment. I don't even have words to explain how amazing this story was written. Seriously, most of your stories leave me so speechless because you are so talented that I can't even formulate words that would do it justice. This is the second story of yours about rape that I have read, and you are seriously one of the few or only writers who can write something so tragic, tastefully. Not to mention, you and Fish Camp are the only two authors who I read P!ATD for. If that makes sense. Yeah, I don't read P!ATD fanfiction unless you or her are writing it; there that makes more sense. Wow 3:30am reviews are not good. I should stop. Haha. Anybryar, Great work, great story. I wish you could get published for writing gfanfiction, because you would be the Goddess of Writing- or something like that.

i like it.

Since your stories rock so much, I read this one, too. I mean, how could I not?

I'm not much of a Panci fan, but I have to say this: It was fucking brilliant! You had my attention right at the beginning. I just couldn't stop reading. Great story telling skills, and descriptions.

I could feel all the emotions. I still do...

amazing...absolutely amzing..very discriptive, very well written.

Oh my God. That was...pretty damn realistic. It was horrified and freaked out and (I know I say this for a lot of your stuff) it was human. You can imagine it, but you can't. Because "How can a person hate that much?"

And to imagine someone so famous, so invincible alone and shivering, covered in vomit...That's a powerful image Dru.

And you have me crying. I was already in tears over something and you got me crying even more.

My heart is offically broken. :(
And I don't even know which member of Panic Ry is!

I agree with the person above me, that last line hurt.

Wow...
Just fucking wow.

I just found the time to read this.

This is the second rape story I've read from you (That Wasn't My Brother) and I have to say, you've got it DOWN.

The beginning part was perfect; the description of the surroundings was chaotic, like Ryan's thoughts. The part where he called Spencer and was begging him not to hang up... it was heartbreaking. And the part where he was completely covered in come was like... whoa. I didn't expect that to be the way Spencer would find out.

And the 'they didn't teach this about rape in school.' Like, amidst everything that's happening, it's just like the human mind to wander to nonsensical things like remembering school lessons.

And the last few lines... 'they picked me, they knew me, they hated me. how could someone hate me so much to.. to...' (quoted from memory)

Brilliant. :sigh: You just turned me into a Panic! fan. Now, to actually LISTEN to their entire album...

That was...umm...wow. Yeah, what's the word?...Right, amazing. It was very amazing. Fascinating aswell.
That is the first story of yours I have read. You've left a good impression. I'm eager to read more.

Love it.

Bronx.

Of course I am not the first to tell you this, but you are damn talented and as all of your stories are wonderful, this one was no different, if not more powerful.
I agree with everyone about the fantastic job you did with Ryan and his trauma.
I look forward to more.

It took my breath away. You are maaaaaaaaaaad talented.

Very powerful. Not in any way to dis your previous fics dealing with rape, but I think this one was more well-written and...realistic isn't the word I want, but it's the only one I can come up with.
I liked this line because it shows how traumatized Ryan is:

"“Don’t hang up on me!” Ryan shrieked hysterically. “Don’t hang up. Don’t hang up.”"

O.O that was good, like crazy realistic.

it was really dark an mysterious. i love how you emphasised that Ryan didnt want to be left alone anymore.

it made me kindof sad though, like how "they picked me" - your writings really empathatic, it makes me feel what your writing.

ily, and this story (: