TWO YEARS AGO, A CRIMINAL ORGANIZATION GOING BY THE NAME TEAM IMUM WRECKED CHAOS ACROSS THE LAND, DAMAGING CITIES AND KILLING THOUSANDS OF CITIZENS. While Imum itself has long since been disbanded, however, the region remains broken: entire towns have been laid to waste and the Association struggles to find homes for those who were lucky enough to survive the attempted genocide. Reconstruction trudges on as usual... but with three factions - the Association, the corporations, and the people - each wishing to take the rebuilding of an entire region down opposite paths, how long will it be before Lyeant's last leg gives out permanently?
03.01
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01.28
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NIKOLAI ZAKHAROV[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
ATHENA ELDER[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
FIRST LASTNAME[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
FIRST LASTNAME[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
FIRST LASTNAME[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
FIRST LASTNAME[break] Unchanging love and fleeting passion – from your point of view, they're nothing but code. Righteousness, evil, and days unrecoverable – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever. I'm glad that you're lifeless, forever and ever, even today. Being here and disappearing away, from your point of view, they aren't such mysterious things. The ends of this earth or the mysteries of life – in front of you, they couldn't matter less. Not just a good-for-nothing dream amassing up extraordinary trash. Faintly, you sing. Is the future fun? I don't really know, but let me stay here for just a little longer.
There was no danger here, as of now. Although they know that their presence is enough to send a mass into panic; they know the destruction they are capable of causing. It was only unfortunate and inefficient that they were stuck in a human woman's body, never mind that the limbs and such were already hindering their movements. They were accustomed to floating around and doing as they pleased, without worrying about whatever obstacles may get into their way. However no matter how irritating and inconvenient the body may be, it was the most effective thing they have in their arsenal. To be capable of blending in with the society around them and such, simply by removing the "hat" that gently sucked the consciousness from a man's head. Gently, but it would perhaps be the closest thing to heaven a human will ever experience without even noticing. There was no need for useless and fragile illusions; there was no need for something so dirty and dishonest. Something that brought out the true colours of a person', something that brought out the worst in everyone without the need of deceit; indeed, that enough was amuse them. Perhaps, one of the few things that could bring a smile to their face. Enough for them to label the slightly brightened emotion of "joy".. As humans liked to call it, that is. Nevertheless, this world was foreign to them. They felt like an animal throw into the wild, after being held captive for nearly their entire, pitiful life. [break][break]
It was new and it was fascinating. Though they had learned through reading the books offered by their host and all the secrets that were stashed in the twisted woman's room, they found that there was still so, so much they had yet to explore. One of those things, being the human mind. But of course, familiarity was always welcome in a land filled with strangers. It made one feel less lonely, even though their species was a relatively independant race. However this by no means points towards that no help is needed; especially not when they're trying to blend in with a society that is built on the very foundation of communication. Regardless, the beast smiled with the same empty eyes. Though their tone and the smile on their face was genuine, they seemed less than interested in whatever else may have been happening. All they were aware of, was getting some sort of food. Something to feed on, because they were getting hungry. While Nihilego could go on for long periods of time without any sorts of conscious food and such, that never stops the irrational craving. Thankfully however, the beast is still able to maintain their composure with logical thought; with courtesy of this human brain. [break][break] "I didn't know you were here until I sensed you~.. Although it's pretty hard to miss a person who's completely purple." Granted, it wasn't hard to spot a woman with deathly white skin and a hat that could be mistaken as an umbrella. Thankfully, most people around them took it as a decoration or an odd little hat. An odd hat that, other people who were less than kind decided to put onto their heads. Though it was irritating for them to take it off, they could never hide the devious smile that inevitably stretched across their lips when their prey for the day had fallen victim to the teeth jabbing themselves into the man or woman's temples, sucking out whatever consciousness they had. Yes, they both deserved it, and it was worth the abuse and wait. Let the humans come, let them corrupt. It only meant that there could be more food for them; it only meant that they could consume more, and more from the foolish humans. Humans who thought that they were beautiful and powerless. [break][break]
Just as their current appearance suggested. [break][break]
But they could tell that the man before them thought otherwise. Why was that? Was there a possibility that they were aware of the worries that burdened on the poison dragon's mind? It was clear that he held some sort of distaste, anger and otherwise towards the humans. Frankly, they found it ironic and subtly amusing to watch him scowl over his dislike towards them. They hummed at his response, legs casually shifting the weight over to lean against their back foot. "From what I could gather, they have countless of the same technology you probably destroyed." Nihilego narrows their eyes a slight bit, yet they maintain the near expressionless deadpan on their face. But for the time being, they let the beast finish up with his explanation. Though.. They didn't find it all too surprising. From what they could gather, human was going to be greedy for power and information. After all, they couldn't accept the fact that there were some things that they just didn't know, and they were compelled to research and to learn. As admirable it was, their methods were less than necessary. Hence what brought them to this point, today. [break][break]
Nihilego casually hums to themselves, arms slowly moving up to twine their fingers against one of the thinner tendrils of their "hat". "Like you, I was captured by a human." They started. Unlike the beast before them, they maintained a relatively stoic and flat tone - void of rage or emotion in general - while carelessly fiddling around with the tendril fallen in front of them. "They began to experiment with me, and one particular scientist got too close. I was surprised to see how fragile they were." Psychologically, that is. It was fascinating, but it was also because of this that they were able to gain the intelligence of a woman of her caliber. "... Her name was Sierra Holmes. I got some of her memories and the majority of her knowledge, so I learned about some things that the scientists are planning on doing." And with that, they raise their gaze back up to meet his with that innocent gleam. "I felt the presence of other Ultra Beasts in Lyeant, too. I've been trying to feed on people in Hope's Path.. But ti's difficult because most people notice the huge hat." And it was inconvenient.
Respect was a term they weren't familiar with. [break][break]
In fact, there were many emotions that they failed to comprehend. "Emotions", to them, was simply a value. A value of some sort, yet not at the same time. It was a variable that coule be measured both numerically and qualitatively, categorical. However it was also something without any set numbers, no direct numbers were set, it was something that people had issues trying to pin down. The chemistry in one's brain and the biochemistry; that's what it all boiled down to. The DNA, the coding in ones cells is what gave them the ability to express emotions. It gave them the ability to form whatever, however each and every person was different. Their chemicals reacted differently. Each person reacted differently and - perhaps it was the human whose body they have stolen's curiosity - they found themselves drawn, curious. A feeling that they hadn't known about since recently possessing the young woman. Feelings, emotions, something that they can feel, now, yet at the same time grow frustrated and vexed about. [break][break]
Frustrated was yet another emotion they had yet to comprehend. While for the past bit, they were capable of smiling and expressing joy. Sleet, cyan eyes seemed to gaze down towards the pokemon at the man's legs and - though they appeared as nothing more than a young woman - attempted to intimidate the pokemon with the swarming appendages that rested at their sides. For, as far as they were concerned, no pokemon nor human had the power to stand up to them the moment they were capable of infecting a living organism. There was neither a cure for anything regarding themselves - or, so the lack of research in the field has so far said. Nevertheless, they seemed content with how they could see that smiling face, even though it was through the medium of yet another human. Admittedly, Nihilego found themselves intrigued and curious about how this turn of events came to be, but only due to their hosts' natural curiosity. [break][break]
The curiosity that killed her. [break][break]
Beady eyes and perked ears register both his words and movements, shortly before giving him another small smile. Small and while appearing genuine and childish, was as hollow as the eyes they wore. "Mhm.. I'm relieved to see that you're alright~" So they chime. Once again; happy tune, gleeful tone with slightly more genuine words. There were few who were capable of receiving a near emotionless husk's attention and affections, however the other Ultra Beasts were more than capable of turning the young beast into a gleeful ball of curiosity. "I felt the presence of another Ultra Beast here.. So I was curious. I'm glad to see that there's another one, here~" They chime again, but this time they slowly bring their gloved hands together. They worse a white jumpsuit that nearly clung to their skin, paired with a black lab coat that was draped over their shoulders in a near lazy manner. Once again, the woman smiles as she slowly approaches the significantly more familiar figure herself. The pokemon at his legs seemed to continue to glare at her, and yet the beast paid no mind to a trivial matter. [break][break]
They raise their gaze up to the man, tilting their head slightly to the side in a near curiosity. "Before I get to.. What I wanted to ask.." One of the appendages on their "hat" begins to move, its behaviour similar to that of a crab. "Why.. Are you in Lyeant? I thought you hated humans..?"
The level of life in this current area was null. [break][break]
That is, for now. From what she could garner, the level of life would soon be off the charts, surpassing that of which she initially suspected or predicted. Something that would go against all her tests, all of the years that she had wasted in trying to research that said species. The very species that she found herself being so fascinated by. Something that would have made her jump in ecstasy, something that could make her jump onto experiments, countless hypothesis. Something that could not be proven, something that could be only seen as a breakthrough in science. All for science, all for the sake of science and the advancement of humans. [break][break]
But the fact is it was merely for her selfish, sick and twisted desires. [break][break]
Lonely, they thought to themselves. Quiet, they pondered. It was unsatisfactory, it was vexing. They couldn't put their finger on it, but they yearned for contact. There were so many people, so many pokemon. There were so many pokemon that were also people. There was laughter, there were smiles. That is, in Eirenhyre from meets the eye. While many others would see peace and prosperity, all their cyanide eyes could see was pain, confusion and destruction. They could only see disintegration, the destruction of humanity for this very region was dawning upon them. Destruction was a term foreign to them, purely because they wished for nothing more than energy. They were to be brought into this world, seeking for energy. They craved it, they searched for it. For as far as the Deep Sea went, they could never find the energy to sustain themselves. They just wanted energy, they just wanted to sate this never ending craving. But though their host had yet to fully die, the dormant state they had forced said host into was possibly even more cruel than death itself. It would have been mercy to kill them, to let them leave their body. But, for as far as this parasite were concerned, allowing the soul to leave would no longer give them something to generate energy from. The energy that they still craved, even after stealing. Stealing the life away from a person. [break][break]
Granted, they wouldn't be surprised if this host were to die shortly after. Give it a year, two years or longer. This was only a temporary host, they were something that they only needed for a short time. It was foolish for a human to think that a pokemon needed them, it was foolish for them to offer themselves up and revere to the beast like some godly being. It was stupid, it was blind. They weren't complaining, however, because it offers them a way to steal. To harvest more energy, and that's the only thing that mattered for as far as they were concerned. But again, they were beginning to suffer from the lack of energy. They needed someone to harvest energy for them, do something so that they could collect the energy without looking suspicious. This host's intelligence was beneficial, specifically due to her vast knowledge on biology with both humans and pokemon. They found it useful. [break][break]
But someone was needed. They're help was needed. If not, it wouldn't be difficult to make a death look like a suicide. The body that was once Sierra Holmes glances over to find another figure approaching the Crater, and at that, the life levels sky rocketed. A small smile stretched across their lips, casually walking their way down from the circumference of the crater to approach him. Pasty white skin, paired with bright, cyan eyes that nearly glowed under the exaggerated hat that clung to her head. A hat that looked more like a parasite if anything, latching onto the top of her head. It clung and the white appendages twitched and moved around, movements similar to a crag or a bug's limbs. A man with royal purple skin, paired with golden eyes. No, not in terms of the iris nor the pupil; the man had gold in the place of white. Even then, they seemed to stay silent for the majority of the exchanges of stares. If he were to look in her eyes, he would see emptiness. Nothing but a mirror - a husk of the woman she used to be. [break][break]
"... Naganadel?" They utter the name, a childish, yet soft voice emitting from their lips. In response to this, the appendages of their "hat" begin to adjust themselves in fluid movements, shortly before they seem to smile a slightly bit wider. "... Naganadel~... You really came~"
In respect to the Ultra Beast, UB-01 PARASITE has completely taken over what was once Sierra Holmes' body. They have since drastically altered the woman's appearance. What used to be jet black hair has since turned completely white, and the Ultra Beast has since chopped off the majority of the woman's hair. Nihilego, who has completely taken over Sierra, has since adjusted her body to look like a significantly younger time and appearance, along with adjusting her voice to suit its needs. Parasite maintains their rock typing, however they don't seem to fare well with physical attacks towards them, being rather fragile. On the other hand, they are immune to the majority of poisoning due to retaining their poison typing.[break][break]
As the parasite beast, they have developed a something like a hat on top of their head; this part of their body is capable of latching onto other people, injecting a neurotoxin that manipulates their mind and slowly begins to wear the host off. Unfortunately, the hat is rather large and therefore it's.. Fairly obvious to tell when someone has been infected. The host will be drained until they retrieve said hat back, where they are capable of harvesting the energy the parasite drained. Additionally, they are capable of draining through physical touch. However, this process is significantly more difficult. They will need to come into direct contact with the victim in order to initiate it, and even then they would have to maintain that contact for an extended period of time. [break][break]
Those under the influence of the parasite tend to become more withdrawn, typically hiding themselves in their room. Otherwise, they become increasingly protective over the parasite on their head and often times, begin acting childish. This is a gradual change, seeing how the human body Nihilego has obtained hinders their immediate ability. That being said, they are incapable of merging with others in this state. What they can do however, is adapt to the traits of their previous victim. For example; if they had their "hat" infect a significantly intelligent individual, they will have equal if not slightly less intelligence. This applies to memories, philosophy and knowledge of beliefs as well. If the merging is disrupted, the lingering toxins are still capable of leaving the former host in a critical physical and psychological condition, depending on the duration they were infected for.
Please Enter Username and Password[break] Initializing...[break] Thank you. [break] Welcome, [break] SIERRA HOLMES.
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01. Age Eight. Mothim and Dustox seem to both respond to light differently than the other. It is unknown how the radar on Dustox' head is used to sense light, nor how they are too much different than Mothim. More research will need to be conducted and further testing is needed to be done. No changes to the Wurmple have been observed, further testing will need to be done. Mother and Father claimed that they would need to be exposed to certain environments before evolving into their respective lines, however environment and time do not seem to play a part in the evolution process.
[break][break]02. Age sixteen. Today, I have come in contact with two gijinkas within the Aether Paradise. My mother and father introduced me to them, and they seem like sweet children. Asides from their initial timid nature and the brother's protective nature, I believe I will be able to collect adequate results from researching the two of them. I will join my parents in running tests on the girl, while occasionally dropping over to spend time and pacify the boy. We will name the female, Project: PRYGN-7203. As for the boy, we will name him Project: LXRY-2489. 7203 will be tested through her capabilities in cyber space, while 2489 will be tested on his physical prowess. I do hope we come to sufficient results.
[break][break]03. Both children have escaped and ran away, but that's alright. I have gathered sufficient data and analyzed the brainwaves during their stay here. 2489 seemed to be restless and rash, taking 7203 and stowing away. It shouldn't take long to track them down, however. If my hypothesis is correct, they shouldn't be anywhere outside of Alola. I will find them, and I will resume my research on the two of them. This is for the sake of pokemon and for the sake of other humans. This information will lead to a breakthrough in science; and I need gijinka samples. Under no circumstances should they be harmed nor defected. They are valuable test subjects.
[break][break]04. Age Twenty Three. This is unacceptable. I cannot continue with these.. These.. These false results! I can't take second hand information, it is unacceptable! I need to find those two, lest I would like to be at the mercy of other scientists. I must find them, and I must continue and finish my research on them. This will certainly not do! But where could they have gone? This is unacceptable. I have to track them down--... But even then, I've received a scholarship to Lyeant. More in their research department. I suppose I can continue to study and perform my research there.
[break][break]05. Age Thirty Two. Mrs. Wang called me into the laboratory today. She asked to assist her to research the actions and behaviour of Ultra Beast. Mrs. Wang told me that they had a Nihilego in their custody and that I was to be careful in its presence. I am fully aware of it's parasitic nature, and I will have to take the proper precautions. I will have to value my safety before my own curiosity in the creature. Hopefully, this will be a sufficient sample for my thesis and hypothesis. Cruel as it may be, it is only a few tests. So please, Nihilego. Bear with me.
[break][break]06. Today I witnessed the effect that Nihilego has on another pokemon. It is fascinating. Nihilego attached itself to the pokemon and said pokemon began acting like a child. The pokemon displayed childish behaviour of a young girl, and I hoped to observe it longer. Nihilego seems to be coping well under these conditions, contrary to my initial hypothesis. This is an interesting finding indeed. I would like to conduct more research on Nihilego on my own. However, Mrs. Wang made precautions so I can only observe for a set amount of time.
[break][break]07. I made a horrible miscalculation today. I entered Nihilego's confinement today to closely observe it's interactions and how the possessed pokemon would interact with a human. Nihilego attempted to latch onto me. Thankfully, Mrs. Wang was capable of forcing the pokemon away from me before it could cause lasting damage. But as I was attached.. What is this feeling? It's.. Odd. I wasn't scared, no. It wasn't as terrifying as I thought it would be. On the contrary--[break][break]
It was a pleasant feeling.
[break][break]08. UB-01 PARASITE seems to be quiet today. Perhaps they are feeling sad? Why is that? The parasite beast is capable of complex emotions? This is fascinating indeed. I almost pity it; part of me would like to go back in and observe from up close. Unfortunately, I do not believe that Mrs. Wang would permit me to. It almost looks sad. Odd as it seems, it feels as though it's calling me. It's nearly calling me. This is odd, and I feel compelled to satisfy it. It feels like it's calling me. I can feel it calling me.
[break][break]09. It speaks to me. It talks, it's telling me all these sweet things. It's a beautiful creature. Its movements, actions, behaviour; everything about it is beautiful. Mrs. Wang thinks I'm spending too much time around it, but I feel as though it's something else. Perhaps it's calling out to me. Perhaps it needs help. It's pleading my assistance. It needs me, and it feels like it and I have formed a bond. It feels trapped and unneeded, and this will not do. It's a beautiful creature.[break][break]
So very beautiful.
[break][break]10. It needs me. It needs me as much as I need it. It's calling me. Its voice plagues my mind. It's telling me to do things. Hurtful things, crazy things. Viole--[break][break]
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Feel it deep inside
The foundation of every force is two separate forces. One cannot exist without the other. It starts with zero, however zero cannot exist without one. If zero were to be destroyed, one will cease to exist. You, the object. You, but a unit used to count. You, a unit of no significance dreads on in the world. Certainly, you would think that there is a purpose. A purpose to continue on, to survive. Surely, this being called you exists, somewhere in the depths of this shallow heart. Yet no matter how much you would like to think so, the grasp of what was you has become it. It has consumed you. It has turned into you, yet you, not it. Someone you never were, though you think you once were. A you that was never known. [break][break]
It exists without you.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF SIERRA HOLMES[break] DIED AGE 36[break] INFECTED AND OVERRIDDEN BY UB-01 PARASITE[break] MAY SHE REST IN PEACE[break] AND MAY HER SINS FOLLOW HER TO HELL
times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.
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+ friendship
stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
PLOT IDEA #1 times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
+ hateship
times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.
PLOT IDEA #1 stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.
+ loveship
stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
PLOT IDEA #1 times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.[break][break]
PLOT IDEA #2 stay and follow if the words are hollow. gotta go along 'cause it's all you got. each day, earn them. turn around and burn them. think you're fitting in, but you hope you're not. neatly drowning. every drink, you're downing. if you drink enough, you'll forget the game. each illusion wrapped in absolution. live your life in weekends, but it's not the same. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why, why.
+ wanted
times were changing, eighteen years and fading. ain't a lot of time left to be a star. on an island, all alone and dying - walk upon the water, but you won't get far. dreams and visions tied into decisions. saw you on a postcard from the other side. hope and glitter, never feeling bitter. walk upon the water just to be your bride. don't tell me now that there is nothing more. there is a how, just like there is a door. and if there's not to be another way, you tell me why, why, why.
