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".......well, of course, that makes sense............." Stupid, /stupid idiot/, why did you even ask that question, what kind of answer were you expecting dumbass?!
Something occurred to me. "...an exception, though. What about if I had tried while using the doll? I wasn't technically occupying someone's mind at the time, but I didn't have my own form yet either."
2015-09-06 07:35:49 -
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"Like a ghost would? Yes,even then, but then I can at least see you. I believe the term they use for it is a medium? Something of that nature."
2015-09-06 07:37:32 -
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So she was a sort of medium. That might explain how she knew what I looked like when she made the doll in question. "Ghosts?" That reminded me of something. Well, two somethings. Someones. "My...my first friend was a ghost. But I found out recently that she'd become an angel, so she....forgot me...." Just thinking about it hurt. I trailed off for a second, losing my train of thought as I pictured Johanna giving me a confused, disgusted look as I cried over losing her.
2015-09-06 07:41:21 -
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"Yeah, I don't like how they do things either." She admitted. "They didn't even give Lance a name when he died."
2015-09-06 07:43:47 -
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"......that's odd. No name? I've never heard of that." I sighed. Where was I again? Oh, right. "I also just met what appears to be the ghost of an angel. He appeared to be taking up residence in Cali -- ....that foggy place, and from what I could tell he was Cale's. Do you know what that's about?"
2015-09-06 07:46:08 -
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"Serendipity? At least I call it that. As for Cale's previous angel, he died a long time ago, they basically have free roam of both there and well...earth. At least that's from what I've gathered."
2015-09-06 07:47:45 -
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"That name is much better than Calistor. Really. That's also very odd....." He still had his wings, so I assume he had never gotten out. Good for him. But that must mean if I had stayed and killed myself there, that would have happened to me. ...good thing I didn't. But now I was human. Now I could finally rest in peace.
2015-09-06 07:50:53 -
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"It's just...something I came up with. Is there an official name for it? I'm not sure. I don't exactly get the chance to ask."
2015-09-06 07:52:32 -
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"I don't know. Who would you even ask? If anyone it seems like Lance would know."
2015-09-06 07:56:03 -
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"Even his knowledge ends somewhere."
2015-09-06 07:56:31 -
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"...and it appears that somewhere is here. Well, our nicknames will do for now. I may ask Valenti, if I see him again, and if he can give me a straight answer."
2015-09-06 07:59:01 -
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"Please do. That would be nice too know."
2015-09-06 08:02:44 -
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"Along with various other things. Along with........I hate myself for asking you this, I know how you reacted last time, but....why were you sent to the asylum?" Another 'later' finally reached. I was too curious. Too curious and selfish to just leave well enough alone.
2015-09-06 08:14:40 -
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...Oh. Well. She kind of expected this coming. Of course it would. She averted his gaze, and looked down at her hands. "Well uh...I was originally sent to the psychiatric ward for a 72 hour psych-evaluation....But that....turned into a week and a half stay in the psych ward...because I did practically the impossible the day I was supposed to be sent home."
2015-09-06 08:18:01 -
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"..............what?"
2015-09-06 08:19:32 -
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"....." She pulled up her right sleeve to her elbow, and exposed her right arm. There were cuts, many of them, varying in size and shape, but that wasn't what she was referring to. From the base of her wrist, down to where her forearm met her elbow was a deep red scar. Yes, it was clearly something old, but it was obvious that the scar was going to be something permanent.
2015-09-06 08:22:29 -
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............I.......I knew she had done it too.....that was how she knew how to help........but so many..........and that one...... "....oh....Ivory, you....actually...." My soft voice cracked. I almost wanted to reach out and touch it. But that was an absolutely terrible idea. What kind of reason could she have for doing something like this?......
2015-09-06 08:26:34 -
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She didn't say anything, just pulled her sleeve back down and staring at her hands. Maybe if she said nothing, he could just pretend it never happened. Which was stupid to think, but she still hoped for it.
2015-09-06 08:30:02 -
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I didn't want to. I couldn't just leave that. But she did, there wasn't anything I could do about it, and, of course, I didn't want to make her upset with my idiotic, impulsive choices. So I went silent as well, staring off into space. Tears pricked my eyes. /Stop it, you fucking moron, you're supposed to act like nothing happened/!
2015-09-06 08:33:18 -
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Neither one of them said anything. It was just silence. Now she was the one to draw her knees close to her. "...I'm sorry." She apologized, looking the other way.
2015-09-06 08:35:51 -
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No. Stop it. "Don't, it's.....it's my fault, I never should have asked," God I'm worthless, why do you even try, I'm a hopeless case, even when I'm actively trying not to I hurt people.
2015-09-06 08:38:16 -
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"It's a question everyone is bound to ask. No one gets sent there without a reason. Only crazy people go there....and it was where I belonged."
2015-09-06 08:40:37 -
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/Stop it. STOP CRYING, YOU USELESS IDIOT!/ "YoU're NOt, yOU'rE FINE!" My voice kept cracking and I clenched my fist into the couch cushion on the side furthest away from her.
2015-09-06 08:43:58 -
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"...I'm not." Her voice weakly broke. She buried her face into her knees. "I'm sorry you have to put up with me." She was trying her hardest to fight tears. Fuck. Don't cry. /Don't cry!/
2015-09-06 08:48:13 -
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"No, no I'm sorry, if I weren't here you'd be fine, if I hadn't asked.....I should just go away," go away up to the roof and maybe, "I'm making you cry, I can't do a thing to convince you you're important, I'm just a worthless piece of shit, you're /not/, people love you, and you help them, you, you, I should be happy to put up with you, I'm just....." I had my head in my hands and my long fingers in my hair. I'm just making it worse. I'm just making everything /worse/. Like always.
2015-09-06 08:58:13