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| Topic Started: Thu Jan 14, 2010 10:25 am (286 Views) | |
| Christofer Daxer | Wed Feb 17, 2010 11:18 am Post #16 |
 
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“Well, I have been spending time talking about the past, but… do you have any tales of adventure? I mean, I don’t know… I mean…” She shook her head, this time trying to figure out even what she was trying to say. “I’ve met a few people with amnesia, and heard stories of others. Do you remember anything before yesterday, or do you remember everything since you… I suppose ‘woke up’ would be appropriate? Or… do you not like talking about that? If you haven’t noticed or remembered by now, I’m quite talkative, I’m sure it could only take me a second to think of another topic.” Chris did not really get the right moment to say anything because the small dragon was talking rather much and fast, he tried to find an opening a little now and then but it seemed like she was not done so he waited like a good boy until things calmed down and was ready. Her last words was very much like her, she talked a lot and on that very much. The young weretiger sighed when June finally was done talking. "Well I do remember things since after I woke up in the forest, but before that it is a little dark. I have memories of small things here and there but nothing fully so to speak." he said calmly and shifted a little with his damaged leg as he was talking, it did sting still. He was not going to walk around for a while after this event. "I do not mind talking about it with you, since your my friend. But sometimes I wish I could go back to be like I was before. Now my new mommy is also gone and everyone goes away and leaves me behind" he shook his head for a moment and then he ran one hand thought his hair. "No we can talk about this if you want, I do not mind it. I have actually found the house we used to live in again...but it is kind of ruined and I was attacked by gigant spiders when I got there." he shivered a little when he thought about the event. |
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| June | Fri Mar 5, 2010 8:06 am Post #17 |
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June’s head perked sharply upwards with interest. She loved hearing stories, event the most ill-composed, stutter-told story could bring an endless cavalcade of imaginative images to mind, the very mention of their old home and giant spiders was bringing forth a load of interest, the thought of towering disgusting beasts swarming their old home was both disheartening and intriguing at the same time. “Oh, that sounds like an exciting adventure, would you mind telling the story of what happened?”Her voice matched her curiosity and eagerness to hear the tale almost perfectly. For a second her emotion faded as she remembered that her old friend had injured his leg, she felt a bit embarrassed, since she could rather easily have healed it earlier. “Oh, I forgot! I was so caught up in meeting with you again, I forgot that you tripped in a hole.” She began to get ahead of herself again, forgetting quickly that he didn’t know much about her. “Uhh, sorry. I forgot again,” She gave a silly look at her own goofiness, “I can heal up your little wound with no problem, if you want me to!” June knew that people could sometimes be weird and not want a simple and minor nuisance of a wound like a scrape or bruise to be healed up, it was in her nature to try to help and heal people, she was just a nice little golden talkative dragon. And since she had just met up with her long lost friend after he lost his memory, she wasn’t exactly sure if anything had changed about him, but so far he seemed to be the same nice Christofer, just with a large chunk of his past missing. She was thinking that maybe she could help him regain his memory. |
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| Christofer Daxer | Mon Apr 12, 2010 7:53 am Post #18 |
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“Oh, that sounds like an exciting adventure, would you mind telling the story of what happened?” Chris blushed a little and he was not really sure how to tell her about what had happened in the cottage that time, it was not really that special at all. "Well It was not all that special, I had wandered my way into the spiderhount forest and came to this cottage. I walked inside...and then suddenly some weird spider things started to came out from the forest around...I was really afraid, but then mom came and saved me. Oh and there was some weird man there to...he did not seem like he could die and he helped us fight the spiders" his voice slowed down since there was not more to tell then that, he was never good with story telling, after all mom was the one telling him the stories and not the other way around. “Oh, I forgot! I was so caught up in meeting with you again, I forgot that you tripped in a hole.”“Uhh, sorry. I forgot again,” “I can heal up your little wound with no problem, if you want me to!” The weretiger giggled a little at her words, then he slowly showed her the place where it hurt. "Yeah that would be nice if you wanted to do, here is where It hurts most...." he commented and swallowed a little as he pointed towards his ankle. "Your such an airhead...but that is one thing I must have liked about you." he grinned a little as he commented this. |
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| June | Mon Apr 12, 2010 8:45 am Post #19 |
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“Oh, no worries, I’m actually a lot smarter than I act. And with all of the flying I do, I take Air-Head as a big compliment!” She giggled with another smile on her reptilian face. She took a deep breath, it helped her concentrate on the magic, and she thought of nothing but happy thoughts. When she was being threatened by somebody or just being harassed, she didn’t spit out fire, she spit out a painful magical bolt, and that definitely wouldn’t do well if her friend couldn’t remember her. She could feel the healing magic welling upside in her petite chest, a sort of warm feeling that made her all the much happier. Finally, she released a breath at his ankle, washing over it with a transparent yellow light. Surely he would feel better than he did a while ago. “It may be a bit mean, but I’m sort of happy that you aren’t very good at telling stories any more. Yours always beat mine, even when it was just a story about walking across the street. I’ve been practicing, though. I think I may be better than you were.” She laughed a bit, sitting back down on the nice cool grass. As the night went on, dew was starting to settle. The cool feeling made the ground just a bit comfier. “Too bad, though, that you hadn’t managed to find your way there at an earlier date. I once spent a week in that old cottage, waiting to see if you would get there. I went to several places we used to live. But, at least you managed to find me now!” She giggled again with joy, her wings extending and flapping once with a light breeze. Finally, a thought caught up to her, she kept getting caught up in the fact that she had met her friend again. “You said everybody keeps leaving you behind, why did you say that? Now that you found me, I sure don’t want you to so much as leave my sight.” She stuck her tongue a bit, though she was completely serious. She just wanted to ride on his head again and go with him and see if he would find new adventures. They could make a great team, surely! |
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| Christofer Daxer | Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:19 am Post #20 |
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“Oh, no worries, I’m actually a lot smarter than I act. And with all of the flying I do, I take Air-Head as a big compliment! Chris laughed at her words and he nodded a little, if she wanted to take it as a compliment then it was a compliment and the weretiger cub was not going to say anything against that, after all he had never said it as a mean thing to begin with. "Nah I am not worried at all, I know your smart...I'm the stupid one." sure he could have a lot of imagination. “It may be a bit mean, but I’m sort of happy that you aren’t very good at telling stories any more. Yours always beat mine, even when it was just a story about walking across the street. I’ve been practicing, though. I think I may be better than you were.” The boy frowned a little when she said this, yeah it was a little mean to say that. "You know that might be because I have no memories about being good at it in the past June, but I do not think you can bet a small child at telling stories." he replied and did sound a little hurt from her words, after all how could he know if he reallt was good with stories if he did not remember himself being good at it? But the talk about stories across the street made him start to remember small images of what had happened. Chris thought about it for a few seconds and then he giggled a little. "Uhm...was that not a story when I said I was walking across the street to buy and apple and then ended up saving the world from monsters living under my bed?" he asked curiously. He was not sure if the memories was right. Chris swallowed a little. "I see, well I found my teddy bear Lezlo there...he was a little ruined but mom fixed him up for me. My new mom that is" he rubbed the back of his head and blushed a little in a cute manner. "But yeah you found me now...or we found each other and that is also very good." “You said everybody keeps leaving you behind, why did you say that? Now that you found me, I sure don’t want you to so much as leave my sight.” The young tiger boy was not really sure how to say it. "Mom is gone...she have not returned to the cave in...many days now. I am trying to find her but she is just...gone" he told lowly and shook his head. "It is just perfect, she is the second mother I have lost...and I do not know how to find either of them...if they even are alive at that." |
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| June | Mon Apr 12, 2010 10:00 pm Post #21 |
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Now she had felt bad about what she said, her wings tucking in as she lowered his head. She didn’t try to make anybody feel bad, which made her feel worse. June, most likely by nature, was a nice little golden dragon. Her head perked back up when he giggled and seemed to recall the story she had mentioned. “Yeah, that’s the one. Never had to worry about any monsters coming from under your bed, or anywhere else for that matter… well, not until after you disappeared. Then there was a monster that nobody could stop… but your family got away safely.” Her head drooped at bad memories of a pale white monster, the laugh of whom still haunted her nightmares. Shouting and beckoning for a fight. She quickly forgot those bad thoughts when Christofer mentioned his old teddy bear and a smile, once again, showed itself on her small golden face. “I remember Lezlo. He was good as a pillow, at least for my anyways.” She kept going between happy and sad, the effect of an old friend being found again, perhaps. She knew it wasn’t very healthy, she also knew she would have to choose her words more carefully, though it would be hard while helping her old friend try to regain some of his old memories. “I’m not sure about your new mother…” She said as she perked up, “but I am absolutely sure that your first mom is perfectly okay, after all, your dad wouldn’t let anything happen to her. I think he’d probably do anything to keep his family safe.” She said this with a good sense of joy, surely there was no way that could make Christofer, and then by relation not make her upset and regret that she said it. |
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| Christofer Daxer | Wed Apr 21, 2010 7:48 am Post #22 |
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“Yeah, that’s the one. Never had to worry about any monsters coming from under your bed, or anywhere else for that matter… well, not until after you disappeared. Then there was a monster that nobody could stop… but your family got away safely Chris was a little proud about his story, even if he had seemed to told it when he was just a little kid. But then again...he did not remember the entier story as a whole, it was just pieces and images of a past life, nothing more. The weretiger sighed deeply and scratched himself on the side of the cheek with his index finger, his green eyes looked around and then stopped on June. "Uhm...what monster? I have no idea what you are talking about" he sounded a little confused actually, it was weird since he had not been there when the event happened. “I remember Lezlo. He was good as a pillow, at least for my anyways.” "Hey he is not a pillow, he is my teddy. He have feelings to you know" he commented and for a split second there it was like June could see a hint of the old Chris she knew, the little boy with the serious face...or the serious face he tried to use when wanting to seem important. The boy then sighed a little and looked down at the grass, he brushed one hand thougt it. It was nice to feel the grass against his fingers. “I’m not sure about your new mother…” She said as she perked up, “but I am absolutely sure that your first mom is perfectly okay, after all, your dad wouldn’t let anything happen to her. I think he’d probably do anything to keep his family safe.” He looked at June again and seemed like he was hopeful. "You think so? Well that is good...really good." but then his face became sad and he sighed a little as the eyes returned down to the ground. "But I do not think they will ever come back, what is it for me to know that they might be out there...but that they are not coming back to me. They have most likely given up on me, maybe they think I am dead..." he shook his head and swallowed a little, he was not sure why...but he wanted mommy back. Not Fara're...his real mommy...the one he did not remember fully, but still knew that he loved. |
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