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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 08/07/2011 11:53 PM

I turned around, noticing my wings. "Huh. I wonder why they did. They haven't been doing that lately. Interesting..." I poped my wings back in and smiled slightly. "It's really nothing to worry about! I mean, we all have our flaws! I have more than I can count on my hands and toes! It just makes us more special in the end!" I said, smiling just a bit. I was nothing special. Just a dude who ran away from home, trying to keep a stable living, though I still had to live with my best friend.

I thought about this for a few seconds. It wasn't a bad thing in the least that I got to live with him. We have formed a special sort of bond over the years. I've become less of the hyper twit, and he has become less of the British person who knows everything ever. He became something more than a normal British librarian. MY face softened at the fact. Maybe being poor was a good choice on my part? If I was rich, I would have probably never met Layton, Eri, or Aurora. It was a nice thought to have, indeed.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby Atoli01 » 08/08/2011 12:48 AM

I frowned a little at what he said and popped my head back over the counter. "I doubt you have more flaws than me." I was honestly kind of jealous he could just make his wings go away on his own will. It took me a couple minutes for mine to go away. It was so annoying! I sat back down behind the counter and sighed. "Stupid sneezing problem, amnesia, talking to ob--never mind. And that's just the worst of it," I muttered under my breath, almost hoping he wouldn't hear.

I mean, I couldn't remember a single thing about my family! Or, well... even some things about myself. It took my watch to tell me what my name was. Assuming the thing was telling the truth, that was. I could only assume my parents were rich, with all the money they left me with. And I mean, the only friend I had was Lan! My social skills were quite possibly the worst you had ever seen.


A beautiful moon shines above again tonight,
And it sheds light happily over the world.
As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing,
Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.

Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me.
I want to run, but there's no way out--
No bright future in sight.
But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me.
A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!


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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 08/08/2011 1:44 AM

I listened and chuckled slightly. "I'm sure you'll be able to remember soon enough," I said, attempting to be reassuring. I knew that she would never understand my ridiculous flaws. They were just ridiculous to be honest. I made a living, though not much, I still helped pay the rent with Layton. Thats all that really mattered wasn't it? As long as I had a roof and food was all that mattered. It made me kinda smile to be honest.

"Oh, so do you know when your friends heading over? I'd rather not interfere," I said with an awkward chuckle. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea.
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby Atoli01 » 08/08/2011 4:19 AM

"Right... and pigs will start flying..." I muttered, quite sadly. I mean... I could remember my childhood itself--playing with toys, opening gifts for Christmas, going on vacation even, but I just couldn't remember any faces or names. Or any fine details, that is. I remember getting a puppy one Christmas, but I remember nothing about it! I sighed slightly, still frowning. I would never be able to remember any of those things, and my watch would only tell me things that I needed to know.

I flicked my tail, listening to his question. "Interfere... with what?" I blinked a couple times and peeked back over the counter. "Wait... its not like that! We're just friends!" I quickly jumped up and waved my arms in front of my face, quite embarrassed. "I've never even liked a guy before! Well, not that I remember, that is..." I sighed again and took a seat in the chair, looking back up at Spike. "And relationships are useless if you don't love the other person. Its not really a relationship then, right?"


A beautiful moon shines above again tonight,
And it sheds light happily over the world.
As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing,
Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.

Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me.
I want to run, but there's no way out--
No bright future in sight.
But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me.
A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!


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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 08/08/2011 4:19 PM

I chuckled slightly at her reaction, but was slightly put off by her next words. "Well... Sometimes people will ask random strangers to have a relationship with them... You may not love them at first, but after a while, you may begin to love them or hate them... It's nothing that really tends to just happen... Like in fairy tale's," I said, looking down at the counter, fiddling with an idle pin. I guess I really was a day dreamer, thinking up things that would never happen. I was such a loser.

I put the pen back in it's little container next to the cashier, a slight frown on my face. I felt as though she needed help getting her memory back. I looked around in the back of the store. I mean, I saw this one movie where there was a dude with amnesia and there were Indians and they gave him medicine and crap and he got his memory back.. Maybe if I could find a book in Layotns library, I could help this girl! I started getting a little bit excited.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby Atoli01 » 08/09/2011 12:07 AM

I frowned at his response. I honestly didn't see the point in dating someone that you weren't in love with. I mean, sure, everyone has their own reason for dating a person, but above all, it should be out of love! I've heard of people that have gotten married just for money or to have a fancy title. But... those reasons were corrupted, deceiving that person and just getting what you wanted out of them. It wasn't right. And there were those people who dated just for the heck of it, too. I was useless at understanding people.

Maybe I had a boyfriend before I lost my memory? Or liked someone, at least? The thought of it was hard to believe, but kind of possible, I guess. That could be why I felt so strongly on the subject? Maybe. I sighed and started tapping my fingers on the counter. The silence was so weird, but I couldn't think of a single thing to say to Spike.


A beautiful moon shines above again tonight,
And it sheds light happily over the world.
As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing,
Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.

Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me.
I want to run, but there's no way out--
No bright future in sight.
But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me.
A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!


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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 08/09/2011 4:43 PM

Spike nodded slowly, thinking over some things. I turned towards the back of the store, saying before I left, "I'll be right back..." I could tell I sounded rather distracted. I headed to the back of the store, skimming a few of the books Layton had offered me over the years that I kept in here to read. I shook my head and tapped my chin a few times in thought. If I could convince Kie to come with me to the library, maybe Aurora and Layton could conjure up a spell to help her get her memories back.

I nodded and then began to head back over to the counter when a note on my desk. I grabbed it and read, something the person after my shift left, but nothing important. I sighed and dropped it in the trash can. I walked back over to Kie, and smiled. "I might have a way to get your memory back. Would you like to come over to my house after my shifts and see if we can help? My friends work with, well, witch craft if your comfortable with that," I said, a reassuring smile on my face.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby Atoli01 » 08/15/2011 11:12 PM

I was snapped out of my thoughts at what Spike had said, blinking at him a couple times. I nodded and tapped my fingers against the counter. I wonder what he was up to? Well, whatever. I guess I would just wait here patiently until he was done with whatever he was doing. I sighed and laid my head down on my arm, closing my eyes and letting my thoughts wander for a few more minutes.  

Once I heard his voice again, I looked up at him. A way to get my memory back? I seriously doubted that, but if there was even a chance, then it was worth a try. "Witchcraft?" I repeated slowly, as if to confirm what he had just said. "Well, I guess. I mean, whatever. If there's a chance of getting it back, I definitely want to try. A-as long as its not dangerous or anything."


A beautiful moon shines above again tonight,
And it sheds light happily over the world.
As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing,
Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.

Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me.
I want to run, but there's no way out--
No bright future in sight.
But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me.
A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!


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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 08/15/2011 11:52 PM

I chuckled slightly, knowing exactly how crazy I sounded. Witchcraft wasn't a word you should really through around to strangers, but I wanted to help. "Yes, Witchcraft..," I said, a slight chuckle following. It was awkward, and the next thing she asked made it... Even awkwarder. "Well thats the thing. Witchcraft is a... Tricky thing. It's not very safe, but what we may be able to do might not be as risky... Are you still up for it?" I asked.

I thumped my chin a few times in thought and then decided to speak up. "I-I mean if your not okay with it, it's totally fine, I just wanted to try and help. I don't want to be intrusive either.... Oh.. Man I sound like an idiot don't I? I apologies," I said with a hand to my face to cover my embarrassment. It really was annoying to sound this stupid, but I guess it happened a lot to me anyways. Nothing really new, huh? I sighed and just closed my eyes behind my hand.
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If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby Atoli01 » 08/16/2011 2:13 PM

Witchcraft was definitely one of the last things that I had expected to come out of Spike's mouth. I mean, how many people out there had experience with witchcraft? I bit my lip and what he had said, but I sighed. I guess with anything there were always risks. "Still... I guess... as long as there's not a real high chance that something bad will happen, I'm fine with it. Life always comes with risks."

I just had to laugh a little at what Spike said next though. "Give yourself more credit. You're only saying what's on your mind, right? I don't really think you sound like an idiot." I smiled a little at him and laid my head back down on the table. "And, like I said, its fine. I just... I wanna remember my family and old friends. I wanna know what my life was like years ago. Its worth the risk, I think."


A beautiful moon shines above again tonight,
And it sheds light happily over the world.
As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing,
Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.

Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me.
I want to run, but there's no way out--
No bright future in sight.
But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me.
A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!


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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 08/17/2011 10:23 PM

I bit my lip. "Well I, personally, couldn't tell you the risks of the witchcraft they'd need to perform, but from what I know, it seems to be that of a simpler art, like the first civilizations used to use. Actually, thats exactly where it's from. I would say the risks would be much lower due to the simplicity of the spell," I said with a pondering look. If only I was more than a simple idiot and knew something about these kinds of things, I could be more helpful. "I'm not even sure if you could call it a spell..," I said with a slight chuckle.

The slight chuckle continued as she said that I should be easier on myself. "Oh, I probably should... I guess sometimes you tend to get angrier at yourself than you really should, and then people call you out for it," I said with a sigh. I nodded in slight excitement as she agreed to try out my crazy scheme of sorts. I smiled and then looked around, as if there would be a costumer anytime soon. There never was on my shift. "Okay, then after I get done with my shift here, I have a bout and hour break before I have to head over to my life guard position. Wanna run over to the library with me then to see what we can conjure up?" I asked with a smile.
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From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby Atoli01 » 09/03/2011 11:06 PM

I nodded at all that he had said, letting him just ramble for a bit. "Well, I'm fine with it. And anyways, its worth any risk there is, I think. I mean, I know almost nothing about myself." I sighed a little, closing my eyes. I felt my ears, tail, and wings finally go away, much to my relief. "Finally..." I muttered under my breath. Those stupid things were just so embarrassing, no matter how cute people said they were.

I opened my eyes again and looked him over, though my eyes kept roaming back to his hair. White... White, the color of snow. I sighed and shook my head slightly. Maybe white was my new favorite color now? I dunno. I lifted my head up off the table and took another sip of my soda. What if this whole spell thing actually did work? What would I remember about my life anyways? I would I even want to remember it? I mean, people didn't just lose their memory for no reason...


A beautiful moon shines above again tonight,
And it sheds light happily over the world.
As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing,
Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.

Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me.
I want to run, but there's no way out--
No bright future in sight.
But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me.
A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!


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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 09/20/2011 11:27 PM

I nodded, a smile on my face. For once, I might be able to help someone. Though I wasn't the best at witch craft, I sure could help out in the making of the potion and the research. Those are really the only two things I'm good at anyways. I sighed slightly, and then laughed slightly as she was so revealed when her ears, tail and wings went away. She really was adorable wasn't she? I laughed slightly at that thought, and then I turned my head and just stared a the wall for a bit.

When I looked back, I couldn't help but notice that she was looking at my hair. It was an odd color, and most people just believe that I bleached the crap out of it. I smiled slightly, and then said, ""Oh, yeah, it's natural if you were wondering," I laughed slightly. I wondered what would happen if she did actually did remember her memory. Would she leave and hen go on a mission? Part of this angered me, but it was silly for it to do that. I had just met her, there was no romantic feelings involved.

((yet. ;3))
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby Atoli01 » 09/21/2011 1:07 PM

I looked back up at him when he had started talking. I hadn't even realized that he had seen me staring, anyways. "O-oh. I... I kind of figured, haha." I looked down at the tips of my own blue hair and held a couple strands between my fingers. It wasn't unusual for people to have weird colored hair, right? "I used to know someone with white ha-wait... Oh, nevermind. I dunno what I'm saying right now..."

But still, his hair... I quickly shook my head and sighed. It was impossible for me to remeber things from before, right? And anyways, why would white hair, out of all things, trigger my memories?  Completely impossible. I knew without a doubt that this guy wasn't anyone I used to know, either. I sighed again and shook my head. Whatever. Maybe I would just... never know.


A beautiful moon shines above again tonight,
And it sheds light happily over the world.
As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing,
Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.

Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me.
I want to run, but there's no way out--
No bright future in sight.
But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me.
A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!


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Re: Sunshine, Seashells, and... Watches? {{Auntie and I; PG-

Postby auntslappy282 » 09/24/2011 1:09 AM

Spike smiled. He looked at Kie's hair, it was really beautiful. It was a perfect light blue color. He smiled and than he listened to Kie, and then looked at her. He pulled closer, almost nose to nose, and grabbed her shoulders. "What did I do to trigger your memory?! TELL ME!" He said half laughing. He let her go and passed back over the counter. He smiled and then it faded off his face, slowly, but it did.

He looked back over at Kie, and then said, "So do you know when your friend is coming along? I mean, It would be nice if you were on the beach or wherever he's meeting you when he comes, I wouldn't want him to get mad at you or anything, I mean, he probably wont, but what do I know about him? I don't know anything, I haven't met him, but it might be best if you didn't.... Oh I'm rambling again aren't I?" He said with a red face. He sighed and laid his head down on his arm.
This is gospel for the fallen ones,
Locked away in permanent slumber,
Assembling their philosophies,
From pieces of broken memories.
~
If you love me let me go,
If you love me let me go,
Cause these words are knives that often leave scars.
The fear of falling apart,
And truth be told, I never was yours.
The fear, the fear of falling apart.

~This is Gospel- Panic! at the Disco~

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