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 Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 9:23 pm
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Where am I? What is this place, broken scientific equipment and mouldering research files. I don't even know who I am. I have a name, or at least one I have given my self...The first thing I saw when my eyes opened...it was some sort of code but my hazy vision read it as letters. 54831, appeared as Sabel, it sounds like a good enough name to me... I wonder what I'm doing here, and where I came from, I woke up at the foot of that giant metal pod...someone broke it open, freed me I think...but who were they why did they leave, and why did they free me to begin with? I'm so weak, I can barely stand. Here I am sitting propped against a wall, scrawling with a pen that barely expels ink on a peice of paper that threatens to dissolve into dust in my hands. Hmm...funny that, I still know how to write, my thoughts come in organized words...I just have no way to attach them to anything. WEll my hand is cramping...but that reminds me, about my hand, on the back of my left one, there is a mark, a tattoo, a #4 in roman numerals, someone has already dubbed me IV,... but something about that simply rubs me entirely the wrong way...
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 8:40 pm
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I found a chocobo today, or rather more accurately it found me. It's all black which I know is odd, but it seems normal for some reason...I've called it Kuroi, which just seemed fitting, and oddly enough it reacts to that name and myself like it's known both it's whole life... It's odd really, I was under the impression most chocobos are at first a little stand-offish to strangers... Unless it knew me from before...but was there even such a thing as before for me? Was I ever anyone before this? Was I created here? Is that why I remember naught else? Or has my mind been destroyed to make me forget who I am? sweatdrop I have nothing but questions, and I have yet to find any possible answer.
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Posted: Wed May 10, 2006 6:53 pm
??? Kalm
Me and Kuroi left the lab. I'm starving and Kuroi doesn't seem much better off. We were both trembling pretty badly. We'd almost passed out when this little girl found us. She's really adorable, and so is her giant mutt dog. She says I'm her lost older sister, but her grandparents don't seem quite as keen on the idea. I swear her grandfather nearly leaped back when he saw my tattoo. I asked him if he knew what it meant but he merely changed the subject and claimed that it was an old injury acting up. He knows something he's not telling me, and whatever it is, I scare him, but why?
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