Jan 9, 2017 2:24:43 GMT -6
Post by LAURA MOIRA on Jan 9, 2017 2:24:43 GMT -6
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LAURA MOIRA
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LAURA MOIRA
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ALIAS ESSENCE
PRONOUNS SHE/HER
AGE TWENTY-ONE
BIRTHDATE FEBRUARY 29TH
HOMETOWN UNKNOWN
GROUP PARALLAX
LOYALTY AN UNWILLING RADICAL
ORIENTATION PANSEXUAL
OCCUPATION EXPERIMENT
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she was a girl once. one that looked towards the world with rose-tinted glasses. praised by the adults who surrounded her and filled her head with ideals of what was right and what was wrong. honing her skills, closing her mind to what didn't seem to be "right", shunning the insecurities that dared to distract her from her reality. but somewhere along the line, that girl with those ideals became something more than what the adults believed could unfurl. [break][break]
she wasn't a monster and to call her a hero would be blasphemy.[break][break]
she is a tragedy that never had to be.
virtues logical, self-critical, determined, realistic, honest[break]
sins reserved, cynical, blunt, merciless, relentless[break]
she was a girl once. one that looked towards the world with rose-tinted glasses. praised by the adults who surrounded her and filled her head with ideals of what was right and what was wrong. honing her skills, closing her mind to what didn't seem to be "right", shunning the insecurities that dared to distract her from her reality. but somewhere along the line, that girl with those ideals became something more than what the adults believed could unfurl. [break][break]
she wasn't a monster and to call her a hero would be blasphemy.[break][break]
she is a tragedy that never had to be.
virtues logical, self-critical, determined, realistic, honest[break]
sins reserved, cynical, blunt, merciless, relentless[break]
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is this all that there is [break]or all that there ever will be |
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My entire life is a mess of blurs and inconsistencies that I haven't been able to put together. There are some things that come out clear but others are just too muddled to make sense. A lady gave me this camera and told me to video log the things that I do remember. Maybe it'll jog my memory or if someone else reads it, it'll help them remember me.[break][break]
I wasn't sure about it. I thought that she was crazy. Then this became mandatory, so here I am.[break][break]
This is my story.
My earliest memory is of pink. There was someone that I knew with really pretty pink hair. Their eyes were green and their smile was so wide, it was bigger than their forehead. For some reason, I think that I liked this person a lot. They always managed to make me smile even when I felt empty on the inside. And we promised to go sailing across the ocean someday. I remember making a model boat that I wanted to take them on. We'd hold hands, talk for hours under a night sky, it was going to be amazing. [break][break]
Why am I crying?[break][break]
I don't know what happened to them. It's a huge blur but it might've been for the best.[break][break]
I wonder if they ever made it to the ocean.
Suffering isn't the greatest teacher. [break][break]
Silence is.[break][break]
I don't know how I know that. But from the moment that I was born, I've always hated the quiet. I could hear people screaming. Crying and begging to go home. I wasn't sure where it came from but it just made me feel so lost on the inside. My body was always changing when that happened. I'd feel angry and it felt as though my body was growing hotter and then there were times where I felt so sad and it felt like I was melting away.[break][break]
Eventually, they moved my room. They said that it was so I wouldn't hear it anymore and that it was all in my head. But they were right. I didn't hear it anymore.[break][break]
So weird. It kind of reminded me of her.[break][break]
Wait, who is her again.
This is bad. [break][break]
I remember when I first came here. They gave me a name. Us. A name. Us, that's what I am.[break][break]
Listen to me before I forget again or someone finds this and discovers that I know. There are two people inside of me vying for control over one form. One half goes by the name they called me, Essence, and the other is Laura Moira. My name was Laura Moira and my best friend was Selene Folores.[break][break]
Selene, if you see this, I am so sorry.[break][break]
I told them about you. I told them where they could find you and they swore that they wouldn't hurt anyone.[break][break]
They promised me that they wouldn't hurt you. And I forgot you.[break][break]
I think I saw you. I'm not sure if it was you, it looked like you and I —[break][break]
Don't worry, okay?[break][break]
We're going to see the ocean someday. [break][break]
The video recording halts and she is staring at the camera blankly for a second. A dumbfounded expression, mouth agape and eyes wide, becomes one of resignation. The lens of the camera is covered by her hand and then burned.
There are stones embedded inside of my body. Each allow me to use the abilities of an Eevee's evolution aside from Espeon, Umbreon, and Sylveon's abilities. If I try to use more than one at a time, it will negate and possibly kill me.[break][break]
If you're seeing this then it means that I'm still alive. I wasn't disposed of. And if you see a girl with pink hair and green eyes, please tell me as soon as possible.[break][break]
She comes into focus. Her eyes are a stormy blue and a burning model ship is in her hand.[break][break]
End.
My entire life is a mess of blurs and inconsistencies that I haven't been able to put together. There are some things that come out clear but others are just too muddled to make sense. A lady gave me this camera and told me to video log the things that I do remember. Maybe it'll jog my memory or if someone else reads it, it'll help them remember me.[break][break]
I wasn't sure about it. I thought that she was crazy. Then this became mandatory, so here I am.[break][break]
This is my story.
01.
My earliest memory is of pink. There was someone that I knew with really pretty pink hair. Their eyes were green and their smile was so wide, it was bigger than their forehead. For some reason, I think that I liked this person a lot. They always managed to make me smile even when I felt empty on the inside. And we promised to go sailing across the ocean someday. I remember making a model boat that I wanted to take them on. We'd hold hands, talk for hours under a night sky, it was going to be amazing. [break][break]
Why am I crying?[break][break]
I don't know what happened to them. It's a huge blur but it might've been for the best.[break][break]
I wonder if they ever made it to the ocean.
02.
Suffering isn't the greatest teacher. [break][break]
Silence is.[break][break]
I don't know how I know that. But from the moment that I was born, I've always hated the quiet. I could hear people screaming. Crying and begging to go home. I wasn't sure where it came from but it just made me feel so lost on the inside. My body was always changing when that happened. I'd feel angry and it felt as though my body was growing hotter and then there were times where I felt so sad and it felt like I was melting away.[break][break]
Eventually, they moved my room. They said that it was so I wouldn't hear it anymore and that it was all in my head. But they were right. I didn't hear it anymore.[break][break]
So weird. It kind of reminded me of her.[break][break]
Wait, who is her again.
03.
This is bad. [break][break]
I remember when I first came here. They gave me a name. Us. A name. Us, that's what I am.[break][break]
Listen to me before I forget again or someone finds this and discovers that I know. There are two people inside of me vying for control over one form. One half goes by the name they called me, Essence, and the other is Laura Moira. My name was Laura Moira and my best friend was Selene Folores.[break][break]
Selene, if you see this, I am so sorry.[break][break]
I told them about you. I told them where they could find you and they swore that they wouldn't hurt anyone.[break][break]
They promised me that they wouldn't hurt you. And I forgot you.[break][break]
I think I saw you. I'm not sure if it was you, it looked like you and I —[break][break]
Don't worry, okay?[break][break]
We're going to see the ocean someday. [break][break]
The video recording halts and she is staring at the camera blankly for a second. A dumbfounded expression, mouth agape and eyes wide, becomes one of resignation. The lens of the camera is covered by her hand and then burned.
04.
There are stones embedded inside of my body. Each allow me to use the abilities of an Eevee's evolution aside from Espeon, Umbreon, and Sylveon's abilities. If I try to use more than one at a time, it will negate and possibly kill me.[break][break]
If you're seeing this then it means that I'm still alive. I wasn't disposed of. And if you see a girl with pink hair and green eyes, please tell me as soon as possible.[break][break]
She comes into focus. Her eyes are a stormy blue and a burning model ship is in her hand.[break][break]
End.
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NARUTO, yamanaka ino as LAURA MOIRA
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