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You open your eyes slowly, your vision blurry and head pulse pounding painfully in your temples. Your mouth tastes like cotton dipped in cough syrup and your tongue seems to have swollen to fill your entire mouth. Your arms feel heavy and you’re almost unable to move them, but with some concentration, you eventually lift your hand to your face. The light overhead is almost unbearable and you use her hand to shield your eyes from it, groaning heavily as your roll slowly to one side. With a monumental effort, you manage to get yourself onto all fours, and then push yourself back into a sitting position. You try opening your eyes again and the light blares at you, but isn’t as unbearable as before. You attempt to regulate your breathing as your eyes adjust to the light in the room around you.
After some painful blinking, the ringing in your ears begins to subside and, while it feels like you have had anything to drink in weeks, you manage to unstuck your tongue from the roof of your mouth which makes breathing much easier. The room, you see, is very basic—there isn’t any furniture or windows and the wallpaper is peeling a little, revealing plaster and drywall behind it. On one wall, you see a door which is closed and a small hallway off to one side appears to lead to a bathroom.
In all, it just seems like a very bare, empty apartment. There’s even a small kitchenette and a little hallway. But… where are you? Actually, that’s really even less important than… who are you? And… who are these other people who are lying on the floor, blinking blearily around. What’s going on here?
So, here’s the deal. I’m still experimenting with new ways of RPing that will prevent RPs from dying out before they’re finished. This is how this is going to work. I will NOT be playing any character. I will be playing the plot. You should all interact with each other and I, as the plot, will tell you what happens as a consequence of your actions (if any).
I’m also adding a new element to this RP: You don’t build your own character sheets. Because you don’t know who you are. Get it? I will, of course, take suggestions about what type of character you would like to play, but in general, you have no idea who you’re playing. How will this work, you ask? Well, allow me to tell you.
I have a few thumbnails of faces below. You will choose what your character looks like. And, over the course of the game, I will give little bits of your memory back. Quite possibly including your name. And you get to try to piece together what has happened to you and decide what to do about it.
My rules are super easy but very important
1. Have fun. That’s always number one.
2. There is NO minimum amount line for your posts. Sometimes, you can’t do more than one sentence.
3. When you DO post, however, please check your spelling and grammar.
4. Be kind to your fine posting friends.
Pretty sure that’s it… but I reserve the right to add more.
So, here are the available characters (with their ages, because that’s kind of more obvious). If they get filled up, I can add more.
Please ask for the number next to the photo mini.
1. 17 years old phoenix_tears
2. 16 years old silver.bullet
3. 15 years old Gryffindoll
4. 15 years old samthehpfreak
5. 17 years old Gryffindorgurl
6. 16 years old J-E-L-L-O
7. 17 years old Emms
8. 15 years old Dee-Dee
9. 16 years old xiiWishiWasYours
10. 17 years old city_girl_95
11. 15 years old Snape'sGirlThru&Thru
12. 15 years old Lindzers
13. 16 years old EmilyMalfoy
14. 17 years old Team ronmione
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SPOILER!!: Gryffindoll and Emms
This time, the television shows:
He’s sitting by himself in the dark, folding over a diamond ring in his hands over and over again. He looks very sad as the light comes on and a tall, dark-haired boy with Tristan’s nose and chin walks into the room. Tristan hides the ring immediately. “You’re still here?” the older boy laughs cruelly. “By, God, Tristan, haven’t you figured out yet that the only person who could stand your presence is dead?”
The scene fades into the next. It’s autumn and the leaves are falling. Tristan is snapping photographs of:
Lisette, who is laughing and spinning in circles.
“These are going to turn out very good,” Tristan tells her.
Lisette only stops spinning to ask, “Show me it again, Tristan? Please show me it?”
Tristan laughs and sets the camera aside to pull the ring out of his pocket. He shows it to her and she makes an excited noise in the back of her throat. “It’s so beautiful, Tristan. Who’s the lucky girl?” she teases.
He shrugs, embarrassed, and says, “Haven’t got one, yet.”
The scene cuts away again and now the two boys are outside. Tristan is being held against a brick wall by two bulky men. His lip is bloody and he has a cut above one eye.
“Where is it?” demands the older boy. “Where’s the ring? I know she gave it to you, so where is it?!”
Tristan, looking thoroughly defeated says, “I don’t know. I don’t know where she… I don’t know…”
Bryson punches Tristan, whose head snaps back against the brick wall behind him.
This scene fades away to Lisette, dressed in dark clothes, jogging down an alley. She pauses, pulls the ring from her pocket to check that it’s still there. She looks at it lustfully and it’s reflection in her eyes makes her look crazed. She grins wildly. With her gloved hands, she shoves it back into her pocket again and continues running.
Tristan's hand, which had been outstretched, waiting for Lisette to take it so he could show her what he'd just found, suddenly froze as the television screen came on yet again. His brown eyes left Lisette's and turned to the screen flashing different scenes from different characters' lives instead. It started with a girl, he hadn't really talked to her before, but… something in the scene regarding her life ringed a bell to him - the word Auror. Then there was a scene with two girls, then another with a boy, all people who were standing here in the room. His gaze turned a little fascinated as he caught sight of the people flying across the screen, though it didn't necessarily amaze him, it felt like something he'd seen almost every day of his life.
But then the scene switched again and he was surprised to find himself in the screen this time. His brown eyes widened, the hand that was waiting for Lisette dropping to his side. He watched the scene quietly, a mostly blank but slightly stunned expression on his features.
Once it was over, the expression remained frozen on his features, his body suddenly seeming to grow numb. He couldn't move, he could't really focus his attention or thoughts on anything that wasn't what he had just witnessed. That older boy was his brother… and… the ring, Lisette, the photograph; they were all there. He had taken that photograph, his brother was after him for the ring, and Lisette… Well, he wasn't sure about Lisette. He wasn't certain what exactly he had just seen on the screen, but… that wasn't the same girl in the picture. That wasn't the same girl he'd just given the ring to a few moments earlier, that was most certainly not the girl who so easily charmed him with just a smile. Who was she? Clearly, the Lisette in the middle of the scene and the Lisette at the end of the scene were almost two completely different people, and it was all a little too much for Tristan to understand all at once, to try to figure out on his own.
Still frozen where he stood, he turned to the girl that was still sitting with her back against the wall, brown eyes questioning but at the same time almost pleading, as if hoping dearly she could prove to him somehow that she wasn't that crazed girl at the end of the video but rather the girl he saw in the photograph, the one that spun in circles and got his heart to speed with just one of her smiles. "Lis?" he asked softly, waiting to hear her explanation on this, her own opinions.
He heard shouting in the background, people were clearly upset over the memories they'd just been given, but he paid no attention. His mind was on trying to figure out his own memories, on finding a logic to the scenes he'd just witnessed.
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Beryl managed a small smile at Frenchie's words. And she actually chuckled at his question, leaning her head back against the wall. "Anything's possible," she said with another shrug. Then she sat upright once more as Jeffrey shouted. She frowned, unable to imagine how horrid he felt.
Sylvestre looked at Logic, he shurgged, "We are in this place, so you are right, yet again, anything is possible," he said with a small smile.
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Jeffery turned to face Sylvestre, a look of pure rage on his face. "HOW DO YOU KNOW?! You haven't even tried! Whoever put us here has a sick sense of humor! Why are they doing this to us?! WHO ARE YOU?!" He yelled this last sentence at the ceiling and the walls. Wait a minute... those new kids had to have gotten in somehow. Now, where was it they'd been dropped? "Where were those new kids dropped when we heard the flapping sound and saw that really bright light?" He asked this to no one in particular, but with a little more force than was required to convince someone to answer. He started to feel the wall, searching for any nooks or bumps. There had to be something...
He looked at Jeffrey, "Listen Jeff, they have kept us in here this long, what makes you think that they will let us out now," he asked with a concerned look on his face, Jeffrey was over reacting.
OOC: This might be one of my last posts for the night...I won't be on again till Sunday
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Sylvestre looked at Logic, he shurgged, "We are in this place, so you are right, yet again, anything is possible," he said with a small smile.
He looked at Jeffrey, "Listen Jeff, they have kept us in here this long, what makes you think that they will let us out now," he asked with a concerned look on his face, Jeffrey was over reacting.
"I never said they'd let us out. I'm trying to find the place where they threw those kids in here. Emphasis on the trying." Jeffery glared at Frenchie for a moment, then continued to feel around the wall. There had to be something here...
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She decided to walk back into the main room right as she saw the big black box turn on.
She is standing in front of a crowd, all of whom are carrying picket signs that say things like, ‘No tolls for trolls’ and ‘No bars for centaurs’. She has just finished saying something rallying and the crowd throws up a cheer. She’s wearing a badge that says, SETMAC.
Suddenly, she is grabbed from behind by a man wearing strange robes and a badge. She breaks free and punches him square in the nose. The scene blurs and changes and the same girl is standing in a courtroom, looking defiantly at the judge. She’s wearing a SETMAC shirt.
“Sunshine Jack,” says the judge. “Are you aware that attacking an Auror is a serious offense?”
Sunshine remains completely silent.
She had just been in the bathroom, where she had seenherself in the mirror. That girl was her. Her name was, Sunshine. Sunshine, she smiled, she liked it. Sunshins remembered what the badge meant; SETMAC. I meant ‘Students for the Equal Treatment of Magical Allied Creatures.’ So she was for the equal treatment of magical allied creatures. Well, she suppowed so. Everyone should be equal.
SPOILER!!: silver.bullet, Dee-Dee, and xiiWishiWasYours
You see three people in the next scene. , , and
It’s night and they’re all crouched down in the darkness, grinning conspiratorially at each other.
“I really don’t think this is a good idea,” says Augie. “We’re going to get so busted. I just know it.”
“Aw, come on, Augie,” teases Beryl.
“August,” the boy insists. “Only my mum calls me Augie. You know I hate it.”
Beryl rolls her eyes and says, “Don’t be a baby. This is going to be epic.”
The scene fades and the three of them are standing on a metal stand high above the ground. In front of them is a billboard with the portrait of a very stodgy-looking old bloke on it. His arms are crossed over his chest and he looks quite serious. Next to the picture, the billboard reads, “William Lechey for Prime Minister.”
Beryl takes out her wand and begin to cross out the name of the candidate with a black paint that seems to be coming from its tip. Charlotte starts in on the portrait, painting over William’s face. She looks over at August and hisses, “I can't get this all done by myself, and you’re the artist, Cadogan. Get on it.” Reluctantly, August begins to help paint over the candidate’s face.
The scene fades and comes back to the three of them with an almost completed billboard. The candidate’s face has been almost entirely replaced by the hindquarters of a horse and the new words that Beryl has painted on the billboard makes some of you blush. Suddenly, a light shines up at them and they freeze—deer in headlights style.
Augie looked up as the TV turned back on..He saw everyone's lives appeared in it..His expression changed when he saw his face and two girls on the screen..What he saw on the screen made him froze..'Am I a punk or something?' he thought..A lot of questions going on his head..
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Charlotte froze in shock. That... that couldn't be her? Charlotte had been a bit of a brat? A rule breaker? What made her like that. She felt a bit dizzy looking at it and wondered if she would faint. Vandalism, that was what it was. And she had made someone else help her. She looked around frantically, hoping to catch the expressions on the other two's face... August was the boy and the girl named Beryl. What had she done? She felt a bit guilty now, that weird pit feeling in her stomach. That couldn't really be her... right?
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What had she been doing a moment ago? Beryl couldn't remember, as she was completely entranced with what was playing across the television. With each scene, she became more and more engrossed. When it finally came to herself, Charlotte, and August, her features froze. As the scene progressed and finally came to the finished billboard, Beryl blushed at the words she had.... painted.... with that.... wand? She was still watching the other scenes, but she was also busy thinking about what she saw. When the TV went blank for the last time, she stared straight ahead. "I hate being right," she whispered before looking over at Charlotte, then August. She gulped and returned her gaze straight ahead once more.
He turned his gaze to Charlotte and Beryl.."I guess we do know each other then..Considering that we're partner in crime" he said
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Laryn woke up, nothing made sense and something had to be done she decided, well first they needed to decide on something, a leader, someone to speak up for them all, then needed to decide what this was, and whether to believe it or not, she believed it, but...something wasn't right, that boy didn't seem like a murderer, that girl didn't seem the sort to graffiti, something's not right she murmered, and began to pace, trying to think logically
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phoenix_tears, There are tiny holes in the cufflinks as if they used to hold decorative stones of some sort, but those are missing.
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Originally Posted by Reincarnation Jones
SPOILER!!: phoenix_tears and samthehpfreak
In this scene, you again see:
He’s holding what you’re now pretty sure is a wand and he’s screaming at a scared-looking girl, while point the wand at her. The scene pulls away from the two of them, however, and now you actually see that the wand is pointed at:
This boy is standing next to the scared girl.
“I can’t believe you’re taking that junk!” Aiden shouts at the girl. “Both of you! What’s the matter with you guys! You know it’s dangerous. And you know what it’s made from. How is that worth it?”
The other boy shrugs and says, “Man, I just sell it. I don’t actually—“
“I’m not talking to you right now, Seth,” Aiden shouts, looking at the girl who now looks very ill indeed. “Em?” Aiden asks, looking concerned as he lowers his wand slightly. While he’s distracted, Seth tries to make a run for it, but Aiden Stupefies him and Seth falls to the ground, unconscious.
While this happens, the girl falls to her knees and throws up.
“Em?” Aiden says, worried. She falls over onto her side. “EM!” he shouts, dropping his wand and rushing over to her side.
Fade out. Fade in.
The screen goes black again and does not come back on. The room is filled with an eerie silence and no one is quite sure what to say.[/color]
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Aiden watched the scene on the telly come on. This place was just weird, un-natural. The girl threw up? nasty. BUT WHAT THE HECK WAS GOING ON!!!! Who had that girl been? Why on earth was he shouting at them? And how on earth was on tape? waaaay too many questions. Now he was just plain weirded out.
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Originally Posted by Gryffindorgurl
Jeffery watched the television in horror as everyone's lives appeared on the screen. When he saw his face, however, his eyes widened as everything came back to him. He was charged with the murder of his brother, Jacob. He'd had a trial and he'd told the truth. He'd killed his brother... his brother. Jeffery put a hand on his forehead, slipping down the wall. He was a murderer? No, he couldn't have been. But, apparently, he was. He saw the girl who's video had been very short and uneventful step away from him. "Wait, I didn't. I..." What would everyone think of him now?
He noticed that the cufflinks had tiny holes in them, tiny holes that looked as if they used to hold decorative stones of some sort, decorative stones that weren't there anymore, that were missing.
However, his attention was drawn away from the cufflinks as the T.V screen flickered to life again but this time it was louder and his attention was drawn to it, he walked forwards so that he was at the back of the crowd of people around it but he towered over them and was able to see the small screen.
He watched horrified as scene after scene was shown on the screen, all featuring the people around the room. And when his own face appeared in the screen, his eyes rounded in shock, he seemed to be talking with Iggy, Aiden he corrected himself mentally. And he was Seth. SC. Seth.
He looked around at the people in the room with him as the T.V went off again. He looked at Aiden. The guy had stunned him there when he apparently tried to run away. That must mean that they weren't best mates. But that girl, that girl who threw up? Wasn't she familiar? No, he thought, he had no idea who she was.
Seth looked uneasily around the room again and walked up to Aiden, while looking around the room his eyes fell on Jeffery, the one that admitted of murder. Was there a murder between them, he thought uneasily. But wait, he had sold a young girl something that made her throw up. Something that from the look on Aiden's face was seemed illegal, was he any better than a murderer? No, he thought, definitely not. But what the hell was he thinking selling something nasty to that girl? How could he have done that?
He stopped beside Aiden and looked at him, he tried to smile but wasn't successful. "So, .." He started awkwardly, trying to think of something to make light of the situation but he couldn't. "Do you remember any of this?" He asked him, postponing the more pressing question.
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Augie looked up as the TV turned back on..He saw everyone's lives appeared in it..His expression changed when he saw his face and two girls on the screen..What he saw on the screen made him froze..'Am I a punk or something?' he thought..A lot of questions going on his head..
He turned his gaze to Charlotte and Beryl.."I guess we do know each other then..Considering that we're partner in crime" he said
Charlotte looked at him then away. "I suppose so," she muttered as she kicked the ground. How could she be like that? What had driven her to be that way...? But she still didn't believe that magic existed, no matter how real it had just seemed.
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Augie looked up as the TV turned back on..He saw everyone's lives appeared in it..His expression changed when he saw his face and two girls on the screen..What he saw on the screen made him froze..'Am I a punk or something?' he thought..A lot of questions going on his head..
He turned his gaze to Charlotte and Beryl.."I guess we do know each other then..Considering that we're partner in crime" he said
Beryl looked over to August as he spoke. She could tell a bit of him was trying to make light of the situation so she attempted a weak smile that didn't quite make it. Finally she nodded. "Yeah," was all she could say for the moment.
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Charlotte looked at him then away. "I suppose so," she muttered as she kicked the ground. How could she be like that? What had driven her to be that way...? But she still didn't believe that magic existed, no matter how real it had just seemed.
Out of the corner of her eye, Beryl saw Charlotte's head turn in August's direction. When she looked at the girl, she saw her kick the ground. She sighed and looked back at her.... best friend, apparently? Anyway she looked at August and moved over towards him. "Sorry about her."
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Charlotte looked at him then away. "I suppose so," she muttered as she kicked the ground. How could she be like that? What had driven her to be that way...? But she still didn't believe that magic existed, no matter how real it had just seemed.
August looked at Charlotte kicked the ground..'I guess she still in some kinda shock'..He gave her a weak smile..
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Beryl looked over to August as he spoke. She could tell a bit of him was trying to make light of the situation so she attempted a weak smile that didn't quite make it. Finally she nodded. "Yeah," was all she could say for the moment.
Out of the corner of her eye, Beryl saw Charlotte's head turn in August's direction. When she looked at the girl, she saw her kick the ground. She sighed and looked back at her.... best friend, apparently? Anyway she looked at August and moved over towards him. "Sorry about her."
"It's okay..I guess I'm kinda understand her situation" he sighed.."You seem so calm about all of this, Beryl" he said..
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Originally Posted by phoenix_tears
He noticed that the cufflinks had tiny holes in them, tiny holes that looked as if they used to hold decorative stones of some sort, decorative stones that weren't there anymore, that were missing.
However, his attention was drawn away from the cufflinks as the T.V screen flickered to life again but this time it was louder and his attention was drawn to it, he walked forwards so that he was at the back of the crowd of people around it but he towered over them and was able to see the small screen.
He watched horrified as scene after scene was shown on the screen, all featuring the people around the room. And when his own face appeared in the screen, his eyes rounded in shock, he seemed to be talking with Iggy, Aiden he corrected himself mentally. And he was Seth. SC. Seth.
He looked around at the people in the room with him as the T.V went off again. He looked at Aiden. The guy had stunned him there when he apparently tried to run away. That must mean that they weren't best mates. But that girl, that girl who threw up? Wasn't she familiar? No, he thought, he had no idea who she was.
Seth looked uneasily around the room again and walked up to Aiden, while looking around the room his eyes fell on Jeffery, the one that admitted of murder. Was there a murder between them, he thought uneasily. But wait, he had sold a young girl something that made her throw up. Something that from the look on Aiden's face was seemed illegal, was he any better than a murderer? No, he thought, definitely not. But what the hell was he thinking selling something nasty to that girl? How could he have done that?
He stopped beside Aiden and looked at him, he tried to smile but wasn't successful. "So, .." He started awkwardly, trying to think of something to make light of the situation but he couldn't. "Do you remember any of this?" He asked him, postponing the more pressing question.
Aiden stared at Seth for a moment, he wasn't sure if he should be angry or not. Well for now he was utterly confused "nope, you?" he asked turning his gaze back to the tv. HOW ON EARTH DID THEY CATCH THAT ON TAPE?!?!?!!
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SPOILER!!: Lindzers
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Sydney made an impulsive grab for the fruit before anyone else could, not giving the thought that it had appeared out of no where a second thought. She took both apples, sticking one in her pocket in case no other food appeared anytime soon and taking an eager bite from the other one. She wiped the juice off her lips with the back of her elbow, about to take another bite...
...When the strange machine the others were calling a television began to flicker and make strange noises. She drifted toward it curiously, trailing behind the girl with the picture. Sydney stared, wide-eyed, as people began to flash up on the screen once more. Her eyes only got wider and wider as each scene played out.
As her and the girl she was standing next to appeared on the screen, her interest peaked. If she took one more step toward the television her nose would touch it. She watched, not sure what to think of herself, as she made June her accomplice in "terrorizing the local pub owner". Four things and four things only registered in her mind:
1.) She was a criminal.
2.) She had a sister... a twin sister. And she was standing right next to her.
3.) She was a bad sister. One that didn't take care of her twin properly, apparently...
4.) She was a disappointment to her the older woman. Could it be her mother?
To be honest, number three bothered her most. It was one thing to screw up her own life, but she realized how awful it was that she chose to drag the other girl into trouble with her. Sydney found herself looking at June with a somewhat apologetic expression on her face, feeling rather guilty even though she didn't even remember the fiasco.
As she watched the rest of the scenes her expression changed from one of confusion and guilt to one of horror. She didn't know what to think. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know what to do. Sydney just stood there with her mouth open, gasping. She was in a room with more than one killer and quite a few criminals. For a second she wondered if this was some sort of punishment they were all receiving, but then she remembered the seemingly perfect girl, Laryn, the boy that had been stolen from and her sister. Surely they didn't deserve any sort of punishment?
She glanced up at June, a calculating look on her face. "I believe so." she concluded, holding her apple limply at her side. She wasn't hungry anymore. "I don't get this. I don't understand this at all!" she cried out in frustration. "Why would someone erase all of our memories and then remind us of only the bad ones? I don't deserve this. No one deserves this!" Sydney wiped an angry tear away from her eyes, not wanting to cry in front of anyone. She was no weak little girl that cried when she was scared. She was strong.
Sydney bit her lip, swallowing hard.
June was taken aback. Her sister was upset; June was a little uncomfortable calling her that, but it sounded familiar, as if having a sister was a vague memory far back from her early childhood. But they did have some similar physical characteristics here and there, as if they were of the same kin. They definitely weren't identical, that was for sure. Fraternal was what they most likely were.
Seeing her sister attempting to suck it up and hold in her tense emotions was heart-breaking but June, not the most courageous person, stood there as still as a statue, her facial features set in an unnerved expression. What was wrong with her? Shouldn't familial instincts be kicking in at the moment? Biting her lower lip in almost the exact fashion that Sydney had hers, she reached out a tentative, shaking hand. Her dainty fingers made contact with Sydney's shoulder and she squeezed it lightly in what was supposed to be a comforting gesture, although June was so nervous and scared that it might have looked like more of a spastic movement. "It-it will be alright," She murmured, making an effort to speak a bit louder, "At least we have food, eh?" She smiled ever so slightly and gestured to the apple that was held limply in Sydney's hand.
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This time, the television shows:
He’s sitting by himself in the dark, folding over a diamond ring in his hands over and over again. He looks very sad as the light comes on and a tall, dark-haired boy with Tristan’s nose and chin walks into the room. Tristan hides the ring immediately. “You’re still here?” the older boy laughs cruelly. “By, God, Tristan, haven’t you figured out yet that the only person who could stand your presence is dead?”
The scene fades into the next. It’s autumn and the leaves are falling. Tristan is snapping photographs of:
Lisette, who is laughing and spinning in circles.
“These are going to turn out very good,” Tristan tells her.
Lisette only stops spinning to ask, “Show me it again, Tristan? Please show me it?”
Tristan laughs and sets the camera aside to pull the ring out of his pocket. He shows it to her and she makes an excited noise in the back of her throat. “It’s so beautiful, Tristan. Who’s the lucky girl?” she teases.
He shrugs, embarrassed, and says, “Haven’t got one, yet.”
The scene cuts away again and now the two boys are outside. Tristan is being held against a brick wall by two bulky men. His lip is bloody and he has a cut above one eye.
“Where is it?” demands the older boy. “Where’s the ring? I know she gave it to you, so where is it?!”
Tristan, looking thoroughly defeated says, “I don’t know. I don’t know where she… I don’t know…”
Bryson punches Tristan, whose head snaps back against the brick wall behind him.
This scene fades away to Lisette, dressed in dark clothes, jogging down an alley. She pauses, pulls the ring from her pocket to check that it’s still there. She looks at it lustfully and it’s reflection in her eyes makes her look crazed. She grins wildly. With her gloved hands, she shoves it back into her pocket again and continues running.
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Tristan's hand, which had been outstretched, waiting for Lisette to take it so he could show her what he'd just found, suddenly froze as the television screen came on yet again. His brown eyes left Lisette's and turned to the screen flashing different scenes from different characters' lives instead. It started with a girl, he hadn't really talked to her before, but… something in the scene regarding her life ringed a bell to him - the word Auror. Then there was a scene with two girls, then another with a boy, all people who were standing here in the room. His gaze turned a little fascinated as he caught sight of the people flying across the screen, though it didn't necessarily amaze him, it felt like something he'd seen almost every day of his life.
But then the scene switched again and he was surprised to find himself in the screen this time. His brown eyes widened, the hand that was waiting for Lisette dropping to his side. He watched the scene quietly, a mostly blank but slightly stunned expression on his features.
Once it was over, the expression remained frozen on his features, his body suddenly seeming to grow numb. He couldn't move, he could't really focus his attention or thoughts on anything that wasn't what he had just witnessed. That older boy was his brother… and… the ring, Lisette, the photograph; they were all there. He had taken that photograph, his brother was after him for the ring, and Lisette… Well, he wasn't sure about Lisette. He wasn't certain what exactly he had just seen on the screen, but… that wasn't the same girl in the picture. That wasn't the same girl he'd just given the ring to a few moments earlier, that was most certainly not the girl who so easily charmed him with just a smile. Who was she? Clearly, the Lisette in the middle of the scene and the Lisette at the end of the scene were almost two completely different people, and it was all a little too much for Tristan to understand all at once, to try to figure out on his own.
Still frozen where he stood, he turned to the girl that was still sitting with her back against the wall, brown eyes questioning but at the same time almost pleading, as if hoping dearly she could prove to him somehow that she wasn't that crazed girl at the end of the video but rather the girl he saw in the photograph, the one that spun in circles and got his heart to speed with just one of her smiles. "Lis?" he asked softly, waiting to hear her explanation on this, her own opinions.
He heard shouting in the background, people were clearly upset over the memories they'd just been given, but he paid no attention. His mind was on trying to figure out his own memories, on finding a logic to the scenes he'd just witnessed.
Lisette turned to Tristian, ready to give him her hand. But then the screen flashes on. It shows a picture of three people. Her, Tristian, and Tristain's brother.. what was his name again?? She covers her mouth in shock when watching Tristan getting beaten up.
Tears well up in her eyes. Then a new scene came. She looks at the ring, in the same lustful way as she did on the TV. She sighed.
She turned to Tristian. "Tristan.. I.. " she began. Then her eyes widened, she remembered. "I was scared.. I thought.. I thought that I was being trapped.. when you gave me this ring..."" she said, quivering. Tears were falling for her eyes. She was crying, she covered her face with her hands, so he wouldn't see. She felt so sick..
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Lisette turned to Tristian, ready to give him her hand. But then the screen flashes on. It shows a picture of three people. Her, Tristian, and Tristain's brother.. what was his name again?? She covers her mouth in shock when watching Tristan getting beaten up.
Tears well up in her eyes. Then a new scene came. She looks at the ring, in the same lustful way as she did on the TV. She sighed.
She turned to Tristian. "Tristan.. I.. " she began. Then her eyes widened, she remembered. "I was scared.. I thought.. I thought that I was being trapped.. when you gave me this ring..."" she said, quivering. Tears were falling for her eyes. She was crying, she covered her face with her hands, so he wouldn't see. She felt so sick..
Tristan listened as Lisette explained to him that she'd just felt trapped when he'd given her the ring, but he wasn't fully buying it. She didn't look... 'trapped' at the end of that video. She looked... crazed, greedy even. He wasn't sure what to think, he felt like he was dealing with two different people who lived in the same body - one being the sweet Lisette that smiled at him from the photograph, and another being the Lisette that ran away with the ring, looking anything but miserable as she did so.
But then, just as the boy's expression was slowly beginning to turn rather stony, the girl began to cry, her slender hands covering her face. Tristan felt his heart sink at that moment, his features softening and his gaze turning a bit startled. He hadn't expected to make her cry! And the sight of such a thing nearly shattered him to pieces. "Hey..." he muttered, taking a step closer to the girl and sitting down beside her. "I'm sorry," he said softly, unable to help feeling a little guilty even though he hadn't really done anything wrong. Perhaps he was just being stubborn, but part of him just wanted to believe that Lisette truly was innocent of any fault, that in reality the one to mess things up here was him. He wasn't sure why, but he felt he preferred it that way, rather than facing the fact that perhaps Lisette wasn't necessarily an "angel in the wind" as the photograph was captioned.
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Jeffery noticed that basically everyone else had someone to talk to about what they'd just seen. He shouldn't be jealous, how could he talk to someone about what he'd done? Hoping no one would notice, he silently stood up and went into the bathroom. He shut the door and locked it, hearing the little click near the door-knob. He put his hands on the sink and looked up into the mirror. Who was he? He was Jeffery Philbert, age 17, murderer of his own brother. Jeffery suddenly remembered something and got the pocketknife out of his pocket. The initials on it were JSP. His initials were JSP, but so were Jacob's. That's why the Sneaker Scope in the knife kept spinning while he was holding it. It knew he'd murdered Jacob. It knew he was a killer. He dropped the knife with a clatter onto the floor and started sobbing, letting the tears drop into the sink. He gripped the sides as he looked up into the mirror. As he saw his face, he yelled and punched the mirror, shattering it into a million pieces and cutting his fist. He slid down the wall into a corner, holding his bloody hand, still sobbing. What was wrong with him? Who was he?
Beryl looked over to August as he spoke. She could tell a bit of him was trying to make light of the situation so she attempted a weak smile that didn't quite make it. Finally she nodded. "Yeah," was all she could say for the moment.
Out of the corner of her eye, Beryl saw Charlotte's head turn in August's direction. When she looked at the girl, she saw her kick the ground. She sighed and looked back at her.... best friend, apparently? Anyway she looked at August and moved over towards him. "Sorry about her."
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August looked at Charlotte kicked the ground..'I guess she still in some kinda shock'..He gave her a weak smile..
"It's okay..I guess I'm kinda understand her situation" he sighed.."You seem so calm about all of this, Beryl" he said..
Charlotte looked up. "I can't believe I did something like that," she muttered. And how was it possible? The magic? "The video was like... edited or something right? It's not real?" she asked them, practically begging them to lie to her. How could she have been like that? Was that really was she used to be like? Before she... appeared here?
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August looked at Charlotte kicked the ground..'I guess she still in some kinda shock'..He gave her a weak smile..
"It's okay..I guess I'm kinda understand her situation" he sighed.."You seem so calm about all of this, Beryl" he said..
Beryl nodded. She, too, understood it. They all did. The three of them were in the same boat. Just feeling differently about it. At August's words, though, the corner of her mouth pulled up slightly. "It's just me I guess," she said with a shrug before adding, "Or whoever I was. Or am." She shook her head. She was still curious about whether any part of her old self was part of her now or not. "Well, anyway, it could be worse right? And besides.... knowing that we were friends - that helps. It helps a lot," she said with a smile.
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Charlotte looked up. "I can't believe I did something like that," she muttered. And how was it possible? The magic? "The video was like... edited or something right? It's not real?" she asked them, practically begging them to lie to her. How could she have been like that? Was that really was she used to be like? Before she... appeared here?
"I honestly don't know, Charlotte" it's the only thing August could said to Charlotte..The video looks very real to him but he didn't want to say it to her..He's afraid if he said something like that it'll break the girl and he didn't want to lie too..He didn't want to cause more damage to the girl..
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Beryl nodded. She, too, understood it. They all did. The three of them were in the same boat. Just feeling differently about it. At August's words, though, the corner of her mouth pulled up slightly. "It's just me I guess," she said with a shrug before adding, "Or whoever I was. Or am." She shook her head. She was still curious about whether any part of her old self was part of her now or not. "Well, anyway, it could be worse right? And besides.... knowing that we were friends - that helps. It helps a lot," she said with a smile.
"Yeah it helps a lot..Knowing that we were friends" he said smiling.."What do you know about yourself so far, Beryl?Do you have your wand with you?" he asked
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Aiden stared at Seth for a moment, he wasn't sure if he should be angry or not. Well for now he was utterly confused "nope, you?" he asked turning his gaze back to the tv. HOW ON EARTH DID THEY CATCH THAT ON TAPE?!?!?!!
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Jeffery noticed that basically everyone else had someone to talk to about what they'd just seen. He shouldn't be jealous, how could he talk to someone about what he'd done? Hoping no one would notice, he silently stood up and went into the bathroom. He shut the door and locked it, hearing the little click near the door-knob. He put his hands on the sink and looked up into the mirror. Who was he? He was Jeffery Philbert, age 17, murderer of his own brother. Jeffery suddenly remembered something and got the pocketknife out of his pocket. The initials on it were JSP. His initials were JSP, but so were Jacob's. That's why the Sneaker Scope in the knife kept spinning while he was holding it. It knew he'd murdered Jacob. It knew he was a killer. He dropped the knife with a clatter onto the floor and started sobbing, letting the tears drop into the sink. He gripped the sides as he looked up into the mirror. As he saw his face, he yelled and punched the mirror, shattering it into a million pieces and cutting his fist. He slid down the wall into a corner, holding his bloody hand, still sobbing. What was wrong with him? Who was he?
"I have no idea what all that was about!" Seth agreed gulping. It was really weird that theses moments, these seemingly crucial moments of their lives were taped and showed to them on this T.V screen in a place where no one seemed to have any memory at all. Where no one knew what was going around! "So it seems that we were in an argument," He said smiling slightly as he looked at Aiden. "And that little girl, I reckon she's your sister or something." He added. Preferring to keep out the part that he'd sold her something that made her sick.
His head whipped around as heard the muffled sound of glass being shattered. "What was that?" He said sharply, holding his hand up to Aiden, telling him to come with him and check what's happening. He walked to the bathrooms and noticed one of them that was locked. He was sure that the sound was came from there.
"Open up," he commanded, a little surprised at the level of authority in his voice. He knocked three times and waited.
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Laryn watched the "murder" walk off, she followed him and saw that someone was trying to get him to open up, screw that she muttered, god knows what could happen to him whilst he was in there on his own, she listened to the sobs and decided what to do, she walked back and braced her shoulder before ramming the door, again and again, trying to undo the lock, help please she asked the boy who's name she didn't know
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"I have no idea what all that was about!" Seth agreed gulping. It was really weird that theses moments, these seemingly crucial moments of their lives were taped and showed to them on this T.V screen in a place where no one seemed to have any memory at all. Where no one knew what was going around! "So it seems that we were in an argument," He said smiling slightly as he looked at Aiden. "And that little girl, I reckon she's your sister or something." He added. Preferring to keep out the part that he'd sold her something that made her sick.
His head whipped around as heard the muffled sound of glass being shattered. "What was that?" He said sharply, holding his hand up to Aiden, telling him to come with him and check what's happening. He walked to the bathrooms and noticed one of them that was locked. He was sure that the sound was came from there.
"Open up," he commanded, a little surprised at the level of authority in his voice. He knocked three times and waited.
"it seems that way" Aiden said smirking a bit STOP SMIRKING! SERIOUS FACE! he thought sternly and the smirk disappearing "I dunno if she's my sister though, just looking at her makes me mad" he said admittedly, but he had a point, she had looked a lot like him and he seemed pretty worried about her and if she was a sibling than it was normal to be mad at each other ... right? Aiden shrugged as Seth asked what some sound was "sounded like something breaking" he replied before following him, a James Bond theme playing in his head. He stepped back a bit as Seth "commanded" the person to open up, but he was too chicken to say anything for himself
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Laryn turned around, she wasn't getting anywhere with this door, hi I don't know you're name but a little bit of help please? she asked, still ramming the door, concentration on her face, somehow she felt like this was a repeat of something that happened in her life and that it hadn't ended well, either way she was busting this door open, alone or not
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"uh.. Aiden" Aiden said watching this girl ram into the door. "are you sure thats a good idea? cause whoever's in there, well lets just say they don't sound too happy" he said still watching her try and ram the door down. It wasn't working to well, but he wasn't gonna help, the person in there could be a zombie, and just quietly he liked his brain just the way it is
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Laryn turned, you think it's better to leave him in there?! she snapped, not meaning to but the effort she was making was making her tired and short tempered, he might hurt himself or god knows what she told him, trying to tame her short tounge, the boy wasn't stopping with his sobbing, and she didn't care if he was a murder, she had always tried to look the best in people, and she certainly wasn't going to let him stay in there, sobbing away
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"well, yes and no" Aiden said trying to keep his temper under control "yes it's better to leave him in there so he doesn't hurt anyone" he explain "but no I don't want him to hurt himself" he finished still not helping, seriously, there were more people in danger out here than in there so outside that door looked like the place to be
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