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 Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 4:39 am
... something... warm....
...... something.... living....
Breathing
Moving
Living
.... I'm.... jealous...
I know what jealousy is... I just don't know who I know...
... I don't know how I know ... anything...
... ... ... .... ... something... needs to break.... in order....
............. for something to be born.....
.......
..
Do you... understand?
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 4:48 am
With a soft sigh he placed the fist sized gem on one of his pillowed, before sitting down before it and just... looking at it. He couldn't help but just look at it sometimes. It just made him feel so odd. One of his hands brushed a few strands of greyish hair from his face and another moved to pick up his book. He'd try to read some, though he knew he wouldn't be able to with this... thing... in here.
Widow sat cross legged, the folds of his red and black robes falling elegantly about him. Two hands held the book while another turned the pages, while still others did other meaningless things. Yes, Widow had more then two hands, in fact it was natural. He, after all, wasn't completely human. An anthro spider, to be exact, and he'd be proud to tell anyone who looked at him like some kind of freak of nature. Nature had infact made him, after all.
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 4:53 am
.... something... different....
.... something... changing....
... you're not human, are you?...
.... I know I am not human... I just don't know how I know....
........ I don't know... what I am....
Did I ever know?
While I learn?
Is it possible?
.....
When will...................... something.............
Break?
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 5:02 am
For a while Widow managed to read, then he looked down. In one of his hands was the strange crystal like object. He frowned, he hadn't remembered picking it up. He put his book down, completely forgetting what page he was on and what he had just read. He stared fixedly at the gem, wondering just how it had come to be in his hand. He didn't remember picking it up, or even thinking of picking it up.
"... I don't remember picking you up, yet here you are." His voice was oddly quiet, it was always oddly quiet. Like he should be whispering but never was. He turned the crystal over in his hands, running fingers over the smooth edges and the sharp ones. "... I... don't remember..."
Finally he placed it down on the pillow that he had before, and just stared at it. No, he would get no reading done with this thing here. None at all.
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 5:07 am
... part....
....... of a whole?.....
... am I?.... missing.... something?
.... I don't know....
.... maybe... I'm missing.... something....
Something... that I... lost?
Can I find it?
Where would I look?
....... somewhere..... cold....
... I don't know....
maybe
..... that's where I'll find..... what I lost?
..... did I lose it...... or..... was it taken?
Stolen?
Am I without something I need to live?
......... please.... break soon...
Hurry.
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 5:18 am
Widow finally stood, picking up the strange gem. He moved swiftly, yet elegantly, feet making no noise as he walked across his room. He reached out with one hand, opening the door to the hallway, while two others held the gem. He looked around, then moved down the hall, to a window. He opened it, then looked down at the gem. For a moment it seemed like he might try to throw it out the window, then he merely closed the window and moved down the hall in the opposite direction. "... Strange little thing, you are."
He eventually came to another room, the door to this one open. In it was a young woman, who looked sorely annoyed. "There it is! Widow, you can warn me when you take it!" Her hair was short and slightly spiky, a purplish blueish color that matched her blue eyes but not her ghost pale skin. "I'm sorry, I was just looking at it." He narrowed red eyes lightly. "What... on earth are you wearing?" The woman blinked, looking down at her skull accessories and her torn grey gown. "What? It's all the latest rage in Gaia! You know, Halloween is coming and my birthday is in sixteen days." She winked, twirling around. Widow laughed. "Sometimes I wonder just how old you are, Kuroko."
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 5:30 am
...... if I were....
.... to say that I am alive.....
.... would it be.... true?
.... I know... I exist....
.... but... do they know....?
.............. can I tell them?
Would they listen?
Would they believe?
....... something.... has got to give....
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 5:46 am
For a while Widow and Kuroko talked, forgetting about the crystal that sat between them. They talked of Ron Bruise and the new outfits, of what they'd do for Halloween. Unlike others, Widow wasn't friends with any other anthros. He kept to himself most of the time, reasoning it as that they were just idiots and not worth his time. Of course this wasn't true, but Kuroko and Widow knew, but Kuroko wouldn't push the subject just yet.
Soon both sets of eyes fell on the gem inbetween them, silence ruling for a moment. "... What do you think it is?" This question had been asked numberless times, and this time it was Widow who shook his head. "I don't know.... maybe a part of some child's rock collection that had gotten lost?" Kuroko frowned. "If it was lost then someone would have found it. I mean, look at it." She pointed. "It's so beautiful, and it looks so rare... how much gold do you think it's worth?" Both of them remained silent, then both spoke. "Priceless..." Let looked up at each other, then back down at the crystal.
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 5:49 am
........ to exist...
..... or...... to not......
.... do I have that choice?..... I don't know....
I know I exist.
I just don't know how.
I don't know how I know anything.
...... maybe.... I'll find the answers..... if I....
Exist.
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 8:09 am
................ há algo errado..................
................ something is wrong..................
... ... pouvoir je me sens?
... ... can I feel?
.... ...... .... ..... Or...... can't I?
... I.... do not.... understand....
... ... I feel some things.... ... but......
Is what I know as feeling...... really feeling....
... Er is iets .... .... heel verkeerd... ...
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Posted: Wed Oct 04, 2006 1:29 pm
When night finally came the crystal stayed in Kuroko's room, Widow heading off without so much as looking at it. She knew he wanted to take it, to look at it some more, though she also knew how uneasy it made him feel. Heck, it made her feel the same way, but she wasn't going to removing it from where it rested on one of her pillows. She just got another one before changing into some pajamas, crawling in hext to the crystal and sighing. For a while she just watched it, then drifted off to sleep without even noticing.
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 12:43 am
.... I wonder....
..... if I do.... break.... will I continue... to understand?....
.... or... shall I slowly lose..... my understanding?...
I don't know....
Maybe....
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 12:50 am
She dreamed of dark and lonelyness. She could not move, she could not see, all she could do was feel. And even then she did not really know if she was feeling. When she finally woke she was crazed and half dillusional, though that quickly went away after Widow managed to poor a bottle of water over her head. She spluttered, blinked and looking around. "What... just happened?" "I was just about to ask you the same thing, I came in here and you were fast asleep holding..." She then looked down, Widow was holding the crystal gem like stone that they had found a few days before. She blinked. "... but.... I don't remember.." "I didn't think you would." Widow sat down on the dry part of the bed, holding the gem up to the light. "This... is no ordinary object that we have stumbled upon..."
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 1:24 am
... but..... if something breaks....
... must something.... .... ... also mend?...
... I do not know... maybe....
But I am uncertain... .... ...
.... ... maybe.... this is something... I am also supposed to learn...
When I....
Exist....
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Posted: Thu Oct 05, 2006 2:30 am
... to mend.... is to break....
To break.... is.... to be born....
... to be born...
Is it to understand?
Is it to grow?
Is it to learn?
.... so many things...
..... someday.... I will understand....
But...
....
.... I don't know...
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