Percival Posted October 28, 2014 Author Share Posted October 28, 2014 "Let's put it this way; when you remember a multitude of memories at all once, you forget the mostly important parts. In fact, I may have forgotten the fact that this cycle has been repeating for thousands of years; perhaps I only remember the few I deem important. Most likely not, though. Most likely." Silas opened his book and began reading whilst lying on his back. "To actually properly answer your question, there's a reason why I write in this book." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 29, 2014 Share Posted October 29, 2014 (I feel like a derp.) Shana took some logs from Dorian and carefully placed them over the kindling, starting a fire soon afterward. After the fire was at a comfortable level, she glanced around at her surroundings, looking for anything suitable to eat. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 29, 2014 Share Posted October 29, 2014 "What happens if we read the book? Are the events forced to happen even if you don't say it?" Dorian hesitated before proposing his next idea. "We should play charades!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted October 29, 2014 Author Share Posted October 29, 2014 "Charades. That is the most brilliant things I have ever heard. Shame I already tried it in the previous loops. . .I will never forget the claws that skinned me and pulled my ribs out." Silas dropped the book in a way that the cover closed, the contents inside concealed.. "As for the book, that's a gray spot in this story; yes, reading will confirm the events, as I have learned harshly in my sixth loop, but I noticed that, unless I physically hand the book to someone, the book will never be opened by an outside hand. Sure, someone can pick it up, but the moment before someone reads it, they are distracted by something, or a creature will seek the person holding the book and pierce their eyes with blood caked hands. Mostly the latter, though." (Hear that Mena? Reading confirm events.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 30, 2014 Share Posted October 30, 2014 (...Then why did you give it to me in the first place?!GOSH DANG IT SILAS! NOW SOMEONE IS GOING TO GET HANGED!)Shana sat by the fire, quivering as she recalled the images of someone being hung. If only she had never read that book...(And Blew.Don't.Say.A.Word.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 30, 2014 Share Posted October 30, 2014 (I'm already in your head saying it. You can hear my voice. I don't even need to type it out for you.) Dorian frowned at the notion of having his eyes gouged. It certainly didn't sound comfortable. He made a mental note not to pick up the book unless it was handed to him. He looked back at Silas. "We should play charades anyway. It'll be fun! It's been awfully lonely here, alone on this island. It'll get our mind off things. Who wants to go first?" As Dorian smiled somewhat innocently, his signature aura of happiness seeped through his soul. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 30, 2014 Share Posted October 30, 2014 (Hello?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted October 30, 2014 Author Share Posted October 30, 2014 (IWASDRAWINGFORGIVEMEEEEEEEEE-) "Too cheerful for my taste. Besides, it would seem that we have someone that is unaccountably peckish." Silas propped his head up and stared at Shana. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 30, 2014 Share Posted October 30, 2014 (edited) (I was the one who dared you to draw them so if anyone needs forgiveness it's me.PLEASE FORGIVE ME ALL MIGHTY PLAGE DOCTOR AND CHEESE OF BLEW)Shana crossed her arms over her stomach and looked off to the side, her cheeks the slightest shade of pink. She didn't want to be a bother to anyone. Edited October 31, 2014 by MenaAthena Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 30, 2014 Share Posted October 30, 2014 (edited) (Wrong kind of blew, Mena. I am disappoint. And don't pretend I didn't see that edit.) Dorian frowned slightly, and looked over at Athena. "You said we weren't gonna eat tonight, though, Silas... So there's really not much we can do..." Edited October 31, 2014 by Blewcheese Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (I have no idea what you're talking about.*cough*it'sShananotAthena*cough cough*) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (*cough*IknowI'mjuststatingmytheorythatShana=Athenabutinanalternateuniverse*cough*) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (*mind is blown*Oh great. Now not only is the wall a mess, but I have to find ANOTHER victim and preform ANOTHER brain transplant....Say, Blew. Do you wanna come over to my house for some cookies?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (... What kind...?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (All the kinds.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (NOW YOU GOTTA TELL ME WHERE YOU LIVE THO) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted October 31, 2014 Author Share Posted October 31, 2014 "Still plenty of edible food. You don't have to eat meat, you know. I'll be right back." Silas stood up and began walking in a seemingly random direction, opening his leather book as he did so. (For the next few cycles, I am going to skip. For developmental purposes and to give another choice.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (edited) (Under your bedIn your closetUnder your stairsIn the basementI am the thing that goes bump in the night. In the Nation of Procrasti. A wonderful, peaceful land with a total population of... eh, I'll count it later.)Shana watched Silas walk off into the distance. She felt a little bad not going with him to help look. She looked up at Dorian as if go ask him what he wanted to do. Edited October 31, 2014 by MenaAthena Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (Alright. I'll head over sometime. Probably.)Dorian was tired, and it seemed to be catching up to him. "Do... You want to play charades?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 Shana looked down at the ground."To be honest... I would feel kinda silly. Besides, I'm tired from walking all day."She looked up at him, her eyes still concealed under the shadow of her hood."You look like you're tired too."(I think that's the most Shana has ever said in her whole life.) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 Dorian sighed. "Why doesn't anyone like charades..." He shook his head, looking back at Shana. "But you're right. We shouldn't both go to sleep at the same time, though. I'll stay guard until Silas comes back." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MenaAthena Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 "Are you sure? I could take the first shift if you'd like. I really don't mind."Shana fiddled with a stray strand of her jet black hair. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blewcheese Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 "It's fine. I just need some rest is all, I don't need sleep yet." Dorian looked up, searching for a star or the moon in the inky darkness. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Percival Posted October 31, 2014 Author Share Posted October 31, 2014 (Wait, what's this? *reads paper airplane mail* Oh.) The sun was slowly setting, it's tendrils of light slowly curling in the evening. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KidneyBeanBoy Posted October 31, 2014 Share Posted October 31, 2014 (Not sure if I should ask after what a jerk I was about Adam leaving, but what's the status of my application?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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