Colorless Reverie/RPG

*Jade Green* · 10-01-2002, 09:13 PM

With a sharp gasp, she woke up with a start finding that she was staring not at a bedroom wall, not at the side of a dress and not at a radio clock; instead, she saw boxes, hundreds of boxes that surrounded her like a labyrinth. She searched her memory, trying to remember exactly how she would have gotten here. There had to be a logical explanation; there was a logical explanation for everything! The last thing she remembered was feeling exhausted as she lay down on her bed. She couldnt even remember if she took off her work clothes she had worked so hard that night too; Her mind went blank as she tried to recall what she even DID at her job much less what her uniform looked like, (if she even had one).
Panic struck through her like an arrow to the air as she tried to remember other obvious facts about her life. Her mothers name was... no, she couldnt remember that. Her fathers name was... no, she couldnt remember that either. Did she have a sister, or a brother, or was she an only child? Did she live at home, or did she live in an apartment or dorm? Was she even going to college? What was her favorite color?
COLOR!
She looked frantically around, trying to disprove what she all ready knew. She was colorblind.
She pressed her back against a few more sturdy boxes and sobbed. She had to calm down, how else was she going to figure out what was going on?
Sobonim Sullins said that the best way not to panic was to sit down, close your eyes and take deep breaths. At that moment she had no earthly idea who Sobonim Sullins was, or if he even existed; but, the advise was good and that was exactly what she needed right then.
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Now calm, and at least somewhat closer to her senses, she stood up and stared at her surroundings. The first step, she had decided, to remembering her past was to remember what she did know. She was 19 and... well, she was 19. It wasnt much, but it was a start and a start was better than a dead stop.
There had to be more that she could remember! She was born on December 27th, or was it October 31st? Either a Capricorn or a Scorpio. Gee, that was a big help. She was either born in Texas or in New York; she was either a Yankee or a Rebel. It wasnt working, there were too many possibilities; she ran her fingers through her hair, or tried to.
It was bad enough to wake up having no memory of how you got to where you were and then not to remember who you really where, but then to realize that you were bald?
She slowly brought her hand to eye-level; one, two fingers and a thumb&#8230; inhuman skin and she looked down at her body and moaned.
Perfect, just perfect, an inhuman body.
She was no more than an Anthropomorph, an Anthropomorphic turtle to be exact. Why couldnt she have been something more interesting? Like say a cat?

10-01-2002, 09:13 PM	#1
Jade Green ReyeJaye Join Date: Sep 2002 Posts: 3,873	Colorless Reverie/RPG With a sharp gasp, she woke up with a start finding that she was staring not at a bedroom wall, not at the side of a dress and not at a radio clock; instead, she saw boxes, hundreds of boxes that surrounded her like a labyrinth. She searched her memory, trying to remember exactly how she would have gotten here. There had to be a logical explanation; there was a logical explanation for everything! The last thing she remembered was feeling exhausted as she lay down on her bed. She couldnt even remember if she took off her work clothes she had worked so hard that night too; Her mind went blank as she tried to recall what she even DID at her job much less what her uniform looked like, (if she even had one). Panic struck through her like an arrow to the air as she tried to remember other obvious facts about her life. Her mothers name was... no, she couldnt remember that. Her fathers name was... no, she couldnt remember that either. Did she have a sister, or a brother, or was she an only child? Did she live at home, or did she live in an apartment or dorm? Was she even going to college? What was her favorite color? COLOR! She looked frantically around, trying to disprove what she all ready knew. She was colorblind. She pressed her back against a few more sturdy boxes and sobbed. She had to calm down, how else was she going to figure out what was going on? Sobonim Sullins said that the best way not to panic was to sit down, close your eyes and take deep breaths. At that moment she had no earthly idea who Sobonim Sullins was, or if he even existed; but, the advise was good and that was exactly what she needed right then. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Now calm, and at least somewhat closer to her senses, she stood up and stared at her surroundings. The first step, she had decided, to remembering her past was to remember what she did know. She was 19 and... well, she was 19. It wasnt much, but it was a start and a start was better than a dead stop. There had to be more that she could remember! She was born on December 27th, or was it October 31st? Either a Capricorn or a Scorpio. Gee, that was a big help. She was either born in Texas or in New York; she was either a Yankee or a Rebel. It wasnt working, there were too many possibilities; she ran her fingers through her hair, or tried to. It was bad enough to wake up having no memory of how you got to where you were and then not to remember who you really where, but then to realize that you were bald? She slowly brought her hand to eye-level; one, two fingers and a thumb&#8230; inhuman skin and she looked down at her body and moaned. Perfect, just perfect, an inhuman body. She was no more than an Anthropomorph, an Anthropomorphic turtle to be exact. Why couldnt she have been something more interesting? Like say a cat?