Introduction
Four boys have known each other for about a year now, although the only contact they’ve ever had has been through a chat-room. That’s not to mean they’re strangers to each other. Once a friendship had been established, they began to use video chat. They’re friendship is as real as any other (more so than some). Recently, they all started high-school, and moved to a dorm building to do so. It wasn’t until after they had been accepted that they realised they were all going to the same school.
They are really quite different from each other, but they all have something in common. They all have a different incomplete charm, that has been given to them be a relative. Two have necklaces, with the charm as a pendent; the other two have bracelets with the charm on them.
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Four girls have known each other for about a year now, although they don’t remember much from before that year began. Their memory begins with them waking up in a rather creepy dorm building. They quickly found that they could move through most solid objects, and were slightly…opaque, shall we say. They also found that they couldn’t leave the dorm building. In fact, the only thing they couldn’t go through at will is the outer walls, roof and ground. They were bound to the building.
They are really quite different from each other, but they all have something in common. They all have a different incomplete charm, that has been given to them be a relative. Two have necklaces, with the charm as a pendent; the other two have bracelets with the charm on them.
The story begins with the boys moving into the dorm. It’s been recently renovated, to allow students to move in again. There had been a fire about 13 months before this story, which rendered the building uninhabitable to anyone with a pulse. Most of the inside had been completely destroyed, but weirdly, the outer structure had been almost untouched. The cause of the fire was never discovered.
The building is two stories high. There is a lounge, kitchen, etc. on the ground floor. The rooms are on the second floor. There are 4 rooms, fairly large in size. There are so few rooms because the school wanted to make sure the building was secure, before they allowed a larger amount of students to move in. Extra floors are planned for construction if the building proves to be a worthwhile investment (the ‘guinea pig’ element was told in vague detail to the boys, who have to keep a weekly record of any disturbances or dangers. In return, their tuition is free, and they are allowed partial access to school facilities after hours.) All of the boys were also given various lessons on what to do in the case of various emergencies, such as first aid and even cases where self-defence would be required (much to their confusion).
They all shared one thought in particular, and that is that the principal was all too eager to ensure their attendance at her school, and particularly determined to get them to stay in that dorm…
The girls became very habitual, particularly when it came to which room the ‘slept’ in (after the renovations had reached that point). Because of their inability to leave, they have developed a patient attitude, and don’t bore as quick as they used to (some adjusted better than others). Their favourite (and only) hobby would be ‘people-watching’, which has improved their memory a lot (again, some more than others). They can change clothes, if they so wish, but don’t really bother for the most part, because they can only be seen by each other. When they do it’s usually out of boredom. They can change into anything that has been committed to memory, but their choices are quite limited due to their entrapment. They can interact with small electrical equipment, such as radios or lights (but not the TV, because it requires too great an electric field). Because of the music and light that can occasionally be heard and seen, despite the building being ‘empty’, rumours quickly spread about the building being haunted, which has led to the suspension of a few students that had went in for a dare.
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"Morning Page-san...Whatcha reading?"
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Page jumped when she heard Riku’s voice.
“Oh…it’s a poem….One I wrote…I think I wrote it anyways. Its says ‘by page lorenzo’ at the bottom…” she murmured.
“its about Insomnia…the irony of it is I obviously didn’t have any real clue what it was about till now…” She murmured as she looked down at the poem with a smile.
"Insomnia
The deep the dark the sleep a complete
release of all the stress you keep
whatever happens inside when you close your eyes
takes away all this the painting named "I"
unclothes the freak in the carnival ride
shows whats underneath the clothes labels and lies
the escape the break, sleep you can have but sleep you cant take
The harder I try the farther it runs away
closin my eyes is my only reply
to the sandman when he comes on by
offerin somethin that no one can replace
sellin some rest and buyin your hate
all he asks is for your gaze
thats a price i cannot pay
when i look at the underside, of the lids that cover my eyes
my gaze shines through to me him and you
to the hated the loved the smooth and serrated
pupils covered but the images still playin
The word wake is a four letter word
fill it in when you flip up the bird
add one a at the beginning and you have my feeling
the eternal state of my mind is awake
sleepless is meaningless its more like dead alive
cause what you got that i dont is a way out of this life” she read aloud. It was kind of sad….
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"Somehow, I can imagine you writing that...It's beautiful...", he told her softly, as he stood and went over to her. Somehow, her cold didn't affect him as much now, despite what it had done to him only the previous day. Maybe he was just getting used to it? The thought made him smile, he didn't want her to feel like she couldn't go near him. He liked her, she was nice,to him, and that was important to him...
"You know...that would be nice if we could put it to music...you might have a real talent for song lyrics...", he mused, re-reading the poem over her shoulder, his hand hovering above said shoulder, as if he were going to place his hand on it. It would sink through though, he knew that, and it saddened him, that he couldn't touch her, he wanted to...
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She jumped off of the bed and placed her hands on her hips. "I'll get you ice, we don't want your head getting all swollen. She jogged to the kitchen and searched the cabinets for a bag. She found a small ziplock bag and went to the freezer. She pulled out some ice and plopped it in, then zipped it up and wrapped it in a paper towel.
When Dess got upstairs again, she tossed the ice to Sora and sat on the bed with him. "I know what you're thinking, and I have no idea how this happened, but, it's not that bad, right? Maybe now I can finally fall in..." she cut off and shook her head, "nevermind, it won't happen."
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"T-thanks..." His head swam as he pressed the bag to his forehead, his eyes hung, filled with droopiness and disorientation, he might've been awake when he sneezed but the impact had hurt a lot and caused his head to bleed, so one of the two (or both) were extremely hard-headed, both terms of thought process and very literally, "I wonder if this is what my brother meant..." He said accidentally, as he thought to an argument he had had his the middle brother of the three, Yosuke, which caused their oldest brother, Akihiko, call them both 'too hard-headed for their own good' and to knock their heads together, as, according to him, was his way of proving it...
Maybe now I can finally fall in... Never mind, it won't happen.
"You wouldn't be waiting for a prince to sweep you off of your feet and out of here, would you?" Sora slapped himself on the side of his face almost immediately after saying this, his 'random truth', as it had been called in the past, striking again...
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She closed her eyes and leaned against him for every ounce of comfort he could offer. A year to be alone, to remain mute to all ears, to not be touched was longer than anyone could imagine. And yet, here she was now with someone that was not a figure of her imagination or dreams. He was real, more real than she could even be considered to me. "Thank you, Tezuka," she said softly. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it, but it's hard being alone for so long. Dead and gone... Dead but not forgotten.... I am not gone, but I have been forgotten. Even I forgot. My parents, my passions, my life. I am an empty shell that is doomed to wander alone. And now you have come, the one person who can maybe remember me when I am gone, and you did not even know me in life. It's just a lot to take in."
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Destiny looked up at Sora and tried to hold back a smile when he slapped himself in the face, "Yeah, I guess. I never fell in love in life, and death doesn't really give you much opportunities." She looked around the room, as if searching for something, "do you know where I could find someone?" She asked, suddenly excited for the slim chance of love, "if not, that's okay, too, I've become accustomed to the whole thing, I guess, but, obviously, I'd jump for the chance of romance, if there was one."
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Page smiled.
“Maybe…it would be pretty cool if I could write a song. An artists music usually does pick up after they die so it would be like insta-fame for me” she said with a laugh. She shook her head at her own lame joke and ran her fingers through her hair, a gesture she used to do all the time when she was alive, if she was nervous about something, such as a cute boy standing near her and looking over her shoulder. She sighed.
“you’re a very sweet person Riku….” She murmered and put her hand on his. Instead of going through though, it slid smoothly on top of and sat there. She stared at their touching hands in shock. Was she really touching him, without making herself corporal? Was that even possible? She felt herself become more real in a way and blinked up at him.
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"That...shouldn't happen, right?", he asked in disbelief, though he didn't expect Page to know the answer either. Her hand felt nice though, cool but soft. He felt his face heat up at the contact, and he pulled away first, shoving his hands in his pockets. He didn't want to upset Page, and he would apologise if he did, but he suddenly felt very awkward about this. In fact he was suddenly feeling very awkward about the whole idea of sharing a room with a girl, even if she was a ghost. A ghost who was currently had a physical form, one that was solid for now. That made things complicated, even more so than they had been...
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Page blinked as Riku yanked his hand away, and blushed.
“i-im s-sorry” she said with a frown.
“I didn’t mean to startle you….i don’t know how its possible but...i can feel you” Page said her voice full of wonder.
“can i—can I touch you again?” she asked hesitantly. She watched his face and hoped he wouldn’t reject her.
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Page hesitantly lifted her fingers to his cheek, tracing his jaw line. The color in his cheeks was lovely. She smiled and felt her eyes water. It was amazing to be able to touch someone again. She ran her fingers through his hair lightly and laughed a little bit.
"i-i just....wow...Your hair is soft...." She whispered in awe her eyes studying his face.
"im sorry, i don't mean to be weird...its just...its...amazing" she whispered, dropping her fingers slowly.
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Page smiled her hands going to her own hair, brushing it out of her face.
"Well..thank you. Im glad i could...be different?" she said in an equally shy voice.
"hey....wanna do something? im sure theres something around the house to do aside from clean" she said with a wink knowing her house was, for lack of a better word, dusty.
"you know i bet there are some old baord games somewhere around here..." she murmered as she stood. She just really didnt want to bore her new companion and have him leave because really she liked him a lot.
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Sora didn't catch what she had said before that, but he definitely heard the important part of it. "You mean these caused you to become corporeal..." He held up his own dragon, the golden form dancing about. He sat beside the former ghost, and, slowly, reached down and petted her hair. A relaxing cold washed over his hand. Her hair was incredibly soft...
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"I remember, when I was alive," she began, intertwining her fingers in Sora's and squeezing his hand, "I used to go outside and dance in the rain." She smiled at the memory, "the teachers would smile and watch through the windows, and the other students would laugh, but I never really cared. I love the rain." She listened to the pitter patter outside, "I miss those days.."
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"Well..." Sora started in reply, "I'm not sure that I could do much, but if you want, I could go out and get soaked in the rain, then shake the water over you..." Sora knew that she couldn't leave the building, she said so herself, and so was unsure whether or not he was serious when he said that, or if she would want him to...
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She squeezed his hand and stood up, pulling Sora up onto his feet and then dragged him to the kitchen. She finds a bottle and empties it of water and hands it to him. "Do you think you could collect some rain water for me?" She asked, quietly, "I know it sounds selfish but..."
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"Actually, some people have told me that I have smelt like wet dog sometimes..." Sora said, joining in with Dess' laughter.
You don't have to do something crazy like that if you don't want to, but..., Oh, oh...
Sora just went along with Dess as he was dragged to the kitchen, If she could get to a pet shop, why do I get the feeling that she would buy me a collar?.. He nodded when she asked him to collect water for her. Suddenly, both of their stomachs growled, as if synchronised. Sora let a little laugh out, "I'll get us something to eat while I'm at it, hm? You'll need to start getting used to eating, by the sounds of things..."
Sora went to his backpack, that was still where he had discarded it the night before, and fished out a spare set of shoelaces. Looking at them puzzled for a second, he shook those thoughts from his mind. Tying one end to his collar, and the other end to the neck of the bottle, "This way, I have both hands free..."
Sora took off through the rain. It was still reasonably early and the rain was coming down heavy enough to through Sora's jacket quite quickly, and as such not very many people were out. As he began to approach Hachiko (which seemed a little eerie, because of how empty it was), his head started to hurt and his bracelet began to burn. He fell to one knee, and collapsed flat out on his stomach.
Beat! Look there, that boy looks hurt!
So, he is, 'mon Phones, les give 'em a hand!
Hey, you alright? Call Shiki, Rhyme tell her that we need to delay our meeting slightly...
The voices started distant and barely audible. Sora did, however, feel one of them pick up his left arm, the other quickly copying him and lifting him up by his right one, that person seeming to realise the heat being given off by the bracelet, as adjusted himself so that it wouldn't affect him as much.
Hey man, wha's up wif da bottle. An' da collar.
Beat less quizzing, more carrying.
Jus' askin'
As they got closer to the dorm, at Sora's request, the pain started to subside, allowing him to walk by himself. They walked a little further before stopping, trading names and cell numbers, and said goodbye. Sora went back to the dorm empty handed (well, he had the rain water, well and truly). As he entered he noticed that he had a slightly burn mark from the bracelet. Letting the bracelet fall into a position that covered he walked back to the kitchen to see what Dess had been doing while he was away, dripping and squelching as he went...
(That pain happens to both people in the link when they get too far away from each other.)
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This might be a stupid question, but have you played Kingdom Hearts, and if so, which ones?
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Did you post?
I'm sorry, I'll check it now!
*rushes off to check*
Edit: I don't see any Sora posts since my last post, so what's wrong my dear?
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*sobs in the corner*
WHAT SHOULD I DOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!???????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????????????
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Could you give me a brief summary of whats happened? O_o You know, if you can, if not I'll try reading through it when I can :)
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I know what it's like to get lost when it comes to an RP, and I'm sorry (slightly, I'm glad that it's doing well) that this one sped up too fast for you. We all seem to be on pop-rocks and cola when it comes to posting...