|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 10:13 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 10:26 am
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 10:58 am
|
|
|
|
ⓦⓐⓛⓚⓔⓓ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓢⓣⓡⓔⓔⓣⓢ ⓐⓛⓛ ⓝⓘⓖⓗⓣ ⓤⓝⓣⓘⓛ ⓨⓞⓤ ⓒⓐⓜⓔ ⓐⓡⓞⓤⓝⓓ ⓚⓝⓔⓦ ⓣⓗⓐⓣ ⓨⓞⓤ ⓦⓞⓤⓛⓓ ⓒⓞⓜⓔ ⓑⓔⓕⓞⓡⓔ ⓨⓞⓤ ⓔⓥⓔⓡ ⓔⓥⓔⓝ ⓜⓐⓓⓔ ⓐ ⓢⓞⓤⓝⓓ
Brenda sat down in the chair, looking up admiringly at another figure. She'd started out as a few simple lines, and her creator managed to make her...into something human-like. She had no idea as to how she looked, she couldn't look down. She was forced to look at the other being in the picture. But she had no problem with that. He was extraordinarily handsome. She felt as if it was an honour to look at him in some instances. Perhaps he saw her as beautiful, if he had a mind as she did. She felt her heart drop as she saw him get out and move out of her view. She must've been finished. She saw him pass by once more before everything went black. Chances are he wouldn't look at her again. Oh, the joys of being in the second dimension. She was forced to sit on a beautiful hill, perhaps in the morning, seeing that she felt the warming rays of the pastel sun radiating on her skin. Yet, she felt as if it wasn't enough. It dissatisfied her; it was boring after a while. She wanted to open her mouth, close her eyes, move her joints, see something besides the white ceiling and his wondrous face, although it was beautiful. She wanted to hear things besides the sound of a scribbling pencil and her creator's sighs.
With that, she saw a blinding light. She wanted to close her eyes, but she couldn’t, but she felt nothing. She didn't have nerves. The light died down, and then came back stronger, and she felt something lifting her up. She felt something. She was feeling something! Within seconds, she felt her body being thrown on the hardwood floor, causing her to cringe in pain. She was feeling pain! How great! She blinked with joy, opening and closing her mouth until she felt her jaw growing sore. She curled her toes and fingers, folding her arms and unfolding them, moving her legs. She was sure she looked insane, yet it was all new to her. She arose from her sitting position, feeling something sturdy -her legs- keeping her up. She bent her body to the side and squealed with glee. "Can I speak?" She asked herself, earning another squeal. After a few seconds of hearing the traffic outside and seeing a few lights of different colours alongside more figures, she squealed once more. She twirled in the dress she wore, watching the light material turn into a circle of cloth. She looked down at the black converses she wore, drawn to the last detail, including the logo. She looked at her hands, her pale skin, everything. She couldn't see a mirror, but she was sure she was something to look at. She jumped up once more with glee and began walking, shakily at first, having to grope the wall several times from the darkness and poor experience. She found herself opening the door, whereas she found a sleeping figure in something square and ornate. It looked beautiful. She peered in, her eyes wide with curiosity as she said, "Hello?"
OOC; Its alright! ll Outfit
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 3:11 pm
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|