Quana
Senior Member
Ursarian Anarchist
No thanks. I'd rather rule myself. Duh! Thats why I am an anarchist!
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Post by Quana on Sept 20, 2004 19:05:48 GMT -5
Quana gets up and jogs down stairs.
Who's there?
No answer.
She pulls the door open and sees Antero and Simona fall into the door. Quana screams. She is the woman she saw in her dream. She faints.
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Post by Ivan T. Boomstar on Sept 20, 2004 19:11:25 GMT -5
Ivan turns around.
"What's the ruckuss?"
Ivan runs down to see what the fuss is about.
"Oh my God..... SIMONA!!!!! Quick, get them medical attention prompt!"
Ivan drops to the ground and embraces Simona. He takes Simona's head and rests it in his lap.
"Simona..... why did this have to happen to you?.... I was.... going to rescue you.... why?"
Ivan was speechless in shock.
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Post by Simona Weil on Sept 20, 2004 19:17:38 GMT -5
"Make sure Antero is okay. I am fine. I am just fine."
I open my eyes and like a zombie I enter the living room. I walk to the bathroom and put the water running.
"I need a shower. I need a shower." I repeat.
I close the door behind me and let the water wash away the grime. I do not feel. Life is a series of actions with no emotion attached. The world is dead.
Maybe I am dead.
I could be dead. They thought I was dead.
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Post by Ivan T. Boomstar on Sept 20, 2004 19:21:34 GMT -5
Ivan watches her walk away with horror. He knows that something is terribly wrong. She's acting like a ghost. Nonetheless, he is willing to obey her requests.
"Antero, are you ok?"
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Post by Lysander Josef Bassarov on Sept 20, 2004 19:25:37 GMT -5
I consider this for a second, and then remember the eppisode in the woods. I pull anna off to the side.
"Look, we can't um... have sex. The A.S.S. said that the next time they caught me, id end up like my father... and that you might get something too. I can't let that happen..."
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Post by Zinn on Sept 20, 2004 19:25:55 GMT -5
"Oi, Sasha, I'm gonna head back to the house. Wanna come? It's getting a tad late for my tastes," Zinn slurs with her heavy accent as she finishes her food. She feels nice. She wants to get home and try to sleep before the pleasantly numb feeling of the alchohol wears off.
"One for the road," Zinn says as she has one more shot of vodka. She gets up in an ungainly manner, but she is only tipsy, and not totally drunk. She has learned from experience that getting totally drunk is even less pleasant than sobriety.
"Alright. Onward into the wild blue yonder then. Tally ho," Zinn says jokingly in an overexaggerated, toothy voice that mocks the ancient British aristocracy.
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Post by Simona Weil on Sept 20, 2004 19:26:42 GMT -5
I take a shower and change my clothes, I then move silently to the living room and stare at the floor.
"Where are the others?" I say in an even tone, my eyes still gazing at the floor, fixed and unblinking
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Post by Rodthingy Maestro-Reborn on Sept 20, 2004 19:29:05 GMT -5
I walk down the hall and into the living room. I see Simona there.
"Hey, what's up? Hows it going?"
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Ichiro Sazuki
Senior Member
Socialist Student Activist
My Human Form
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Post by Ichiro Sazuki on Sept 20, 2004 19:31:37 GMT -5
After sitting around for a bit, Ichiro decided to go to the other villages and put up posters for the school. He didn't think Anutsaka would mind if a few people came here for schooling. Ichiro headed outside once again. It was sunny now.
Wow...I wonder if these guys have a different type of transportation...
Ichiro looked around for a bit and found himself a bike. Sure it was rusted, and looked like a screaming metal death trap, but hey bikes a bike. Ichiro got on and rode until he got to some villages. At every village he posted the signs, a map showing how to get to the school, and he made it so that it could be simply read without difficulty. He continued on his journey to spread knowledge through a small part of India.
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Post by Simona Weil on Sept 20, 2004 19:33:59 GMT -5
"Antero was at the Ministry of Terror. I brought him here." I reply blankly
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Post by Rodthingy Maestro-Reborn on Sept 20, 2004 19:35:48 GMT -5
I walk around her to see her face, and lift her chin up with my finger.
"Are you okay? You sound kinda.... sullen... is something wrong?"
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Post by Zinn on Sept 20, 2004 19:40:24 GMT -5
Zinn wanders, her mind full of fog. It is late at night, and the streets are mostly empty. The city has stolen the stars. Zinn is not, nor was she ever a nature sort of person, but she always liked the night sky. She used to go to the planetarium show with her parents....
The city lights turn the sky a brackish color, like a mud puddle...
Zinn decides she will paint the night sky when she gets home.
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Post by Simona Weil on Sept 20, 2004 19:43:29 GMT -5
"You should visit your friend Anutsaka. There are important things to do."
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Post by Rodthingy Maestro-Reborn on Sept 20, 2004 19:45:43 GMT -5
"Wow. You are definatly sounding down... are you gonna explain the problems, or do I have to sift through your mind? I would prefer the first..."
I sit down on the floor.
"I have time, tell me your problems."
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Post by Simona Weil on Sept 20, 2004 19:47:32 GMT -5
"I visited the Ministry of Terror. Don't worry. I am fine. You worry too much"
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