filler text is from FFVII OTWTAS:Tifa, pulled from an unofficial translation.
this code is outfitted for its background (from FFXIV), and works visually best on desktop. it is still completely functional on mobile, but sometimes the title wants to jump around in its place and be a few rows down from where it should. it will also work fine without a side image, but doesn’t work so well with very large images!
the goal is to look as much like a handwritten diary as i can achieve.
future goals would to have the entry title not move when scrolling, however i believe if messed with it would break on mobile. it’s why there’s not additional padding around the top and bottom of the text as well.
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CLOUD’S job was to acquire the provisions and wine – but he didn’t know the names of most fruits and vegetables. Tifa was dumbfounded at first, but came to accept that as a natural consequence of the life Cloud had led. His new life was going to start with vegetable names. Then, this must be his first time for Cloud to negotiate with other people to acquire provisions with the fair conditions. Cloud appeared to be very adorable to go out everyday without an objection or complaint. At the same time, Tifa also thought, he is pushing himself too hard for me. Will he leave one day once the bar gets on the right track? Tifa shook her head trying to drive that doubt away. She told herself she shouldn’t hope for anything more than this. Cloud wasn’t good at socializing. He wasn’t good at talking. Even so, he would go out and negotiate to obtain the ingredients they needed. The ingredients had a value greater than what they were worth. Cloud was moving on too. After the first week of being open, Barret said that he would go on a trip seeing how well the business was going. He was going to leave Marlene behind. “I wanna go on a journey to settle my past.” Tifa was disturbed at Barret’s words. Cloud nodded calmly as if he had heard about this before. “Settle your past…? But I want to do that too.” ”Tifa, you can do it here. Don’t just take. Show that you can give too.” After saying this, Barret said he still had to get ready and walked out of the bar. “You knew about this?” (Tifa) “Yeah..” (Cloud) “Did you stop him?” (Tifa) “Nah, I didn’t because he would just say this is Tifa’s place.” (Cloud) “…I see. If that’s so, it can’t be helped then.” (Tifa) Does Cloud also think this? Actually, I wanted to ask him about that. Marlene, who had always slept with Tifa, slept with her foster father Barret the night before he left. Their conversations could be heard late into the night. Early the next morning, Barret set off. Behind him Marlene shouted, “Send me some letters! Phone me, too!” Barret lifted his artificial right arm up that had a machine gun attached to it. He kept walking without looking back. It was the back of a figure who had no other way to live than to fight. I wonder just what kind of life he will find. I prayed that he would be able to stay far away from war. Not just take. I prayed he would be able to prove that he could give, too. “I’ll be a nice child of this family!” Marlene said. Hearing those words, Cloud and Tifa looked at each other. A child of this family? “I’ll take care of Cloud and Tifa!” Barret turned round and shouted, “Do your best!” His voice was a little shaky. “Unite the family’s strength and keep at it!”
this code is outfitted for its background (from FFXIV), and works visually best on desktop. it is still completely functional on mobile, but sometimes the title wants to jump around in its place and be a few rows down from where it should. it will also work fine without a side image, but doesn’t work so well with very large images!
the goal is to look as much like a handwritten diary as i can achieve.
future goals would to have the entry title not move when scrolling, however i believe if messed with it would break on mobile. it’s why there’s not additional padding around the top and bottom of the text as well.
ENTRY NO. 1. TITLE.
CLOUD’S job was to acquire the provisions and wine – but he didn’t know the names of most fruits and vegetables. Tifa was dumbfounded at first, but came to accept that as a natural consequence of the life Cloud had led. His new life was going to start with vegetable names. Then, this must be his first time for Cloud to negotiate with other people to acquire provisions with the fair conditions. Cloud appeared to be very adorable to go out everyday without an objection or complaint. At the same time, Tifa also thought, he is pushing himself too hard for me. Will he leave one day once the bar gets on the right track? Tifa shook her head trying to drive that doubt away. She told herself she shouldn’t hope for anything more than this. Cloud wasn’t good at socializing. He wasn’t good at talking. Even so, he would go out and negotiate to obtain the ingredients they needed. The ingredients had a value greater than what they were worth. Cloud was moving on too. After the first week of being open, Barret said that he would go on a trip seeing how well the business was going. He was going to leave Marlene behind. “I wanna go on a journey to settle my past.” Tifa was disturbed at Barret’s words. Cloud nodded calmly as if he had heard about this before. “Settle your past…? But I want to do that too.” ”Tifa, you can do it here. Don’t just take. Show that you can give too.” After saying this, Barret said he still had to get ready and walked out of the bar. “You knew about this?” (Tifa) “Yeah..” (Cloud) “Did you stop him?” (Tifa) “Nah, I didn’t because he would just say this is Tifa’s place.” (Cloud) “…I see. If that’s so, it can’t be helped then.” (Tifa) Does Cloud also think this? Actually, I wanted to ask him about that. Marlene, who had always slept with Tifa, slept with her foster father Barret the night before he left. Their conversations could be heard late into the night. Early the next morning, Barret set off. Behind him Marlene shouted, “Send me some letters! Phone me, too!” Barret lifted his artificial right arm up that had a machine gun attached to it. He kept walking without looking back. It was the back of a figure who had no other way to live than to fight. I wonder just what kind of life he will find. I prayed that he would be able to stay far away from war. Not just take. I prayed he would be able to prove that he could give, too. “I’ll be a nice child of this family!” Marlene said. Hearing those words, Cloud and Tifa looked at each other. A child of this family? “I’ll take care of Cloud and Tifa!” Barret turned round and shouted, “Do your best!” His voice was a little shaky. “Unite the family’s strength and keep at it!”
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