Living the life of a human is like setting a machine on repeat. Every day is the same with little changes, and somehow she doesn’t bore of her humdrum lifestyle. She was like a zombie who did everything over and over without a care in the world. She didn’t want to be a zombie anymore.
So she woke up.
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My character's username: SunnySideDown My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: n/a Small IC description of character: A forest-colored mad hatter with a perpetual scowl and knitted brows. Her hat hides the colorful streaks in her hair. Stands at an average height. Character journal:link
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2014 9:46 pm
[9. Repeat]
6 am, alarm clock would go off. She would reach her hand out and then clam her hand on the snooze button and try to get a few more minutes of sleep in, but before it could go off again her father would always come knocking on the door. "Come on sweetie, time to get up." He would always encourage her. She would get up and wrap herself in some of her warmest clothes, she had to walk through the open air to get to the ship's galley. She would make her way to the galley and grab some food, as she walked her way toward a place to sit all of them men would ruffle her hair and say good morning. She would sit and eat and then spend the rest of the day with her father, she would help normally with the exact same stuff every day she would often help her father watch the map. He would guide the ship. He would often spend his time telling her the same stories over and over again. Everything would happen, over and over again. Every time she was on the ship for a fishing trip it would be the same thing over and over again.
Repeat, repeat, repeat.
In the end it was some of her fondest memories.
MY STATS
My character's username: OceanDancer My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: Tall, slender girl, with her dirty blonde hair pulled back into a tight bun. Wearing a red and white, white rabbit outfit. Normally appears pretty pleasant and friendly, but pretty average. Character journal:Boop
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[9. Endings]
"So where are you heading off to again?" "Oh school." "Make sure you come back and visit often!"
That wasn't really possible. She probably wasn't going to come back, not often. She was going to become a hunter. She had things to do with her life, more stuff going on then just being here. She was ready to move on and do more with her life. This was a chapter that she was ending. she had no intention on coming back. Although she grew up there, and there was so much kindness that she received from the people there, she still had something that she wanted to do more. She felt there was more out there to do.
MY STATS
My character's username: OceanDancer My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: White Rabbit Current party: Current Guild: Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: Tall, slender girl, with her dirty blonde hair pulled back into a tight bun. Wearing a red and white, white rabbit outfit. Normally appears pretty pleasant and friendly, but pretty average. Character journal:Boop
If she hides, can she be happy? If she hides away from the shadows that crawl in the darkness and the monsters that live beneath the bed or in the closet, can she go through life happily? If she turns a blind eye to everything that makes her scared or sad or angry, can she functionally normally? She doesn’t know, but she hopes so.
MY STATS
My character's username: SunnySideDown My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: n/a Current Guild: n/a Location: n/a Small IC description of character: A forest-colored mad hatter with a perpetual scowl and knitted brows. Her hat hides the colorful streaks in her hair. Stands at an average height. Character journal:link
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It was just his ******** luck that this quest was the only daily in the area. He was learning, slowly, how to navigate the fabric of this dream world. k1ng had never been a gamer, and it was with no small amount of resentment in his heart that he wished he'd had the chance to be.
A place to escape to, where he could be anyone at all.
He looked at his hands, even as he trudged into the lake, frowning.
Out of every body, he had picked this one. Out of every class, he'd picked this one. Out of every name, he'd picked this one. In a dream, anything was possible: but even if his dreams, he was small. Insignificant.
k1ng listened to the voices, full of dread at what they might show him.
Happiness
So much laughter it always gives you away, high-tailing it out of the convenience store leaving behind an echo of your jeers and gallons of spilled milk from the prank you've just pulled and a tearing into the bar of chocolate you picked up on your way out.
You-- and it's the collective you, of you and your friends, of you and the people who all lurk behind the middle school like the degenerates you are-- think yourself a genius, but you are nothing but an inconvenience on others.
You hock your selection of food stamps because what you want you can steal, you don't bother to use your allotment of low income lunches, even if they're pre-paid, because your sister needs them more than you do, and, again: what you want you can steal.
But you're happy, and all it took was just a little bit of someone else's misery. Isn't that great?
OOC
My character's username: k1ng My character's level: 9 Character's HP: 30 Small IC description of character: k1ng is arguably the angriest Dormouse the game has ever seen. At barely five feet tall, he is among the shortest as well. Two comically large ears sit on the side of his head, and above his eyebrows are a pair of pink demonic horns. Behind him are a pair of white wings, because he clearly can't make up his mind. About anything.
Anyway, don't stand in fire, and he won't start screeching angrily.
How he found himself back at the lake again, Byakko wasn't entirely sure. Either way he was back by the water and reaching for the surface before he truly knew what he was doing.
~He stumbled down the stairs, barely seeing them through the tears rapidly sliding down his face. When he reached the bottom step he practically collapsed down on it while letting out a sob. The teen covered his mouth with a hand to attempt to muffle his crying but it was only helping so much. A small part of him was thankful that the park was empty this time of night and no one would see or hear him but the rest was welling on what he learned. It didn't even seem like it was real, all these years for searching for nothing. All that time, effort, blood, sweat, and tears, worthless.
Did that mean he was worthless in the long run? He couldn't bring himself to find the answer to that question. At least not yet. Not when he felt like he was drowning in this despair. Not when it was much to soon. Not when the answer could be yes. He wiped his eyes with his free hand to try to clear them and when they were at least clear enough to walk with, he got up. He wasn't sure what he would do, or where he would go. But he would think of something at some point.~
MY STATS
My character's username: Byakko My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire, Red Ace of Hearts Current party: ... Current Guild: ... Location: Zone 1 Small IC description of character: Tan skin, red eyes, and green hair. He wears clothes of white with yellow accents, and has white cat ears and a white and gray striped cat tail. Character journal:{X}
He was very thankful when the next memory came very shortly after the first one.
~He leaned back against the tree, watching his two friend as they snuggled up to each other and chatted away. While some times they would get too mushy for the teen and he would get uncomfortable, other times like now he was just kind of hopeful. He hoped that one day he would find someone to be that mushy with.~
MY STATS
My character's username: Byakko My character's level: 5 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire, Red Ace of Hearts Current party: ... Current Guild: ... Location: Zone 1 Small IC description of character: Tan skin, red eyes, and green hair. He wears clothes of white with yellow accents, and has white cat ears and a white and gray striped cat tail. Character journal:{X}
Like before, Byakko found himself thrown into another memory just after the second one had ended.
~"Dude look at this!" His friend Mark exclaimed while holding up a slightly banged up game console. "Remember when this was the cool thing to have?" The teen shook his head with a smile-smirk and took the console from Mark. "That was forever ago!" He said while looking it over. While it was a bit banged up, it looked to be in playable condition and after a moment he turned to the flea market dealer with a smile and said, "How much?"~
[Level +1, Card +1]
MY STATS
My character's username: Byakko My character's level: 6 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Cheshire, Red Ace of Hearts Current party: ... Current Guild: ... Location: Zone 1 Small IC description of character: Tan skin, red eyes, and green hair. He wears clothes of white with yellow accents, and has white cat ears and a white and gray striped cat tail. Character journal:{X}
UT wasn't certain what drew her to the lake again, perhaps it was the laughing carefree voices, or perhaps her encounter within the Caterpillar's smoke. She returned though and she gazed into the waters her fingers reaching and then touching as she was engulfed in memory.
She gasped as this memory enfolded her...
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Her fingers clung to his, she couldn't see the bottom of that terrible darkness and feared that if she let go she would lose him forever. He was slipping from her and she couldn't do a thing to stop it. She was failing, just as she'd failed when those spike had rendered her friends in two, ripped them apart before her eyes. Why had she survived when they had not? Why was she above clinging to his hand now with such desperation instead of dangling below?
She knew she couldn't hold him, death was coming but not for her. She screamed as he fell and -
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She yanked herself away gasping and trembling as she tried to escape the memory...
MY STATS
My character's username: Unmentionable_Tamer My character's level: 11 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: Current Guild:[Temptation] Location: Small IC description of character: Voluptuous with golden eyes and black hair streaked with pink, this mad hatter is always grinning. Her coat and hat are black with gold trimming, she wears a red top and navy bottoms. Character journal:[X]
The memory of his death was a deep ache, but the next one that washed over her was almost numbing after that panic. The grey rolled and swirled around her...
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She could almost feel the ache in her ankle where it had turned, always wearing heels when least appropriate. She'd been on a cruise though, how was she to know she'd end up in this swirling fog? Everything was blanketed in grey and all she could do was cling to her little first aid kit as if it would help against the fog. A deep mist washed everything of color and she looked around her eyes playing tricks on her. Was her raven in the fog? Did his hand reach out to her? Were those his ebony wings now, outstretched and waiting to enfold her?
Yet there was more in the fog, others, some things more substantial and some less. She was so torn between what was and wasn't, what could be and what couldn't. Would she ever leave this grey fog behind?
MY STATS
My character's username: Unmentionable_Tamer My character's level: 11 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: Current Guild:[Temptation] Location: Small IC description of character: Voluptuous with golden eyes and black hair streaked with pink, this mad hatter is always grinning. Her coat and hat are black with gold trimming, she wears a red top and navy bottoms. Character journal:[X]
UT drew herself from the rolling grey fog, why did the lake do this to her? Why did it show her such painful things? She felt it again a rolling as another memory washed her.
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She was grinning and waiting, darkness would come soon enough, the complete darkness. She hid under the little humans bed delighted by this chance to finally try and frighten. Her fingers trembled slightly as she thought over tricks to use, should she spread her wings and let her eyes glow and narrow in the dark? Should she scrape against the hard wood floors and terrify the little thing?
How she wished hiding weren't necessary, how delightful it would be to simply pop out and terrify the humans. Still she knew that this was important thing, to learn to hide when needed...
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She pushed her hair back and emptied a teacup of water with a frown. The lake hadn't shared pleasant memories this time, but she was delighted to see a treasure chest. She took a moment to dry and gather her loot before huffing and strolling away. Maybe next time she wouldn't let herself be lured back!
MY STATS
My character's username: Unmentionable_Tamer My character's level: 11 Character's HP: 30 Character's Job Class: Mad Hatter Current party: Current Guild:[Temptation] Location: Small IC description of character: Voluptuous with golden eyes and black hair streaked with pink, this mad hatter is always grinning. Her coat and hat are black with gold trimming, she wears a red top and navy bottoms. Character journal:[X]
Flyin'High had wandered too much and needed a break. Time passed differently in the AI and she oddly felt the effects of the 'hours' going by. She found a small lake off to the side with which to rest. She couldn't help but be drawn to the water, the most miraculous blue color. She touched it gently as if to barely get her fingers wet…..
"Anthe! Anthe! Are you okay?" Someone came running up to her prone form, sitting in the grass and crying.
"I…. I- I got stung!" She sniffled and hiccuped. Her finger throbbed and ached from where the little bee had pricked her finger. Her brother, she realized, crouched beside her looking concerned." Aw Anthe you'll be okay. Come on, lets go back to the house and get water on it!" He helped her up and gave her a quick side hug.
"O-o-okay…. Thank you.." She felt comforted by the help her brother was giving her and she felt a little light inside her grow. They walked back to the house, hand in hand.
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My character's username: Flyin'High My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: None Currently Current Guild: None Currently Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: 5'7" lanky female. She has ice blue eyes, though you can't see one of them,as it is covered by a black blindfold. She has straight snow white tresses with choppy front bangs that brush her eyebrows. She has a large set of wings that brush the ground when she moves around, so don't be alarmed if you see some twigs in her feathers. Character journal:Here
He was glad they lived on a farm because it meant when his family was in a particularly bad mood, if he moved fast enough he could get out before they turned their attentions on him and used him as an easy target for their frustrations. He couldn’t win against them so it was better to be outside, even if it was raining he could find a dry spot in one of the out-buildings, tucked away and out of sight.
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My character's username: Shyduck My character's level: 7 Character's HP: 30 / 30 Current party: Current Guild: Location: Character journal:x
"Happy birthday!" She looked around at all of the people in the room. She stood side by side with her brother, as they were twins, sharing her birthday with her. Most of the friends in the room were his, her friends by association, but that didn't really matter. Being quieter, she hand't made a ton of friends, but those that she did were loyal and she smiled as she noticed them mingling with the others.
"Make a wish!" She looked to her brother thinking about what to wish for. She really had no idea. More friends? She didn't like a lot of people crowding her. What about grades? She really could have cared less. She decided that she would wish for a good next year. Very general but nice. She really wished that she could help her brother in any way possible.
She turned and blew out the candles.
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My character's username: Flyin'High My character's level: 2 Character's HP: 30/30 Character's Job Class: Caterpillar Current party: None Currently Current Guild: None Currently Location: Tulgey Woods Small IC description of character: 5'7" lanky female. She has ice blue eyes, though you can't see one of them,as it is covered by a black blindfold. She has straight snow white tresses with choppy front bangs that brush her eyebrows. She has a large set of wings that brush the ground when she moves around, so don't be alarmed if you see some twigs in her feathers. Character journal:Here
Was he supposed to feel guilty, or something? What was the point of reliving the past?
But the quest was waiting for him to finish it.
One down, two to go. Down the rabbit hole, the AI had said. Down, down, down.
Nostalgic
You wait in the downstairs bathroom, bag in the front of your hoodie pocket, jiggling your foot. Restless, like a penned up animal with no room to stretch your legs, and this delivery was supposed to be the easy one (two down, three to go), but your buyer hadn't shown.
Chewing at a thumbnail, you wait, and it hadn't always been like this.
Money hadn't always mattered so much, but that was before you needed to help make ends meet.
Suddenly, school had seemed less important. So here you were, a glorified pack mule, responsible for the goods you carried. Even if the buyer didn't show.
(They didn't.)
OOC
My character's username: k1ng My character's level: 9 Character's HP: 30 Small IC description of character: k1ng is arguably the angriest Dormouse the game has ever seen. At barely five feet tall, he is among the shortest as well. Two comically large ears sit on the side of his head, and above his eyebrows are a pair of pink demonic horns. Behind him are a pair of white wings, because he clearly can't make up his mind. About anything.
Anyway, don't stand in fire, and he won't start screeching angrily.
My character's username: Unmentionable_Tamer
