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--- Ipod Shuffle --- Outfit --- Day 4 --- Location: ba-dah-buh-buh-buh-- ​

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Aislin was half paying attention when she was eating food at McDonalds to what was going on, but she was so exhausted that when people mentioned leaving while other said they were staying, Aislin passed on heading off. Besides, if they ran away from a scene like this, would the cops think they did something wrong? Aislin decided it was best to just stay and get questioned. Maybe even then, she would be able to ask the cops if they could get her home. Aislin coughed for a moment and waved at the others when they had left and continued eating a thing of large fries and chicken nuggets.​

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"Cheers to the Cunning" ​

2/15 | Second Part​

The girl with lying eyes​

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The fogginess I felt was awful and made me want to sleep for the rest of my life. I was in the same room, the speaking in the room was distant, and found a way to mumble it's way to my ears in a choppy way.​

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"I am have told you previously... and therefore I cannot... do not speak to me with such a tone...."​

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I lifted my head up slightly, the conversation was between the man and the boy. It was as though nothing had changed, and I turned out to be right with my guess. The nurse immediately saw me, gasped, and her voice cut through the fog and awoke me, "She is awake! We put 5 grams of it into her and she woke up in 15 minutes! A grown up citi couldn't even-"​

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The man hushed her as he turned quickly. His eyes motioned to the boy before he walked up to me and forced one of my eyelids wide open and gave a sickeningly jovial laugh.​

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"The reddened eyes of the Epoh clan, something so very few live to see to tell the tale."​

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"Father what do you mean." said the boy across the room, who was looking at me.​

"The Epoh clan is one of only two clans who's eyes change colour when they use their powers." he helped me to sit up as he continued, "The Sloth clan's eyes change from silver to purple, so their eyes are easier to spot. The Epoh clan's eyes change from green-blue to red."​

"But green-blue is a-"​

"Citi colour. That is what made the Epoh clan a... hideaway.... They could citify and never be caught unless their powers were used."​

There was a whisper I couldn't catch and then he continued.​

"A clan with eyes that lie... oh how much I-" he stopped himself and turned over to me.​

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"So, child. You told me your name was Myrrh?"​

"What? No, I never said my name."​

"You told me yourself your name was Myrrh."​

"No you are lying, my name is-"​

"Child many names roll around in my head but I know for a fact you told me your name was Myrrh."​

"D-dad stop you are-"​

"Don't you dare speak out of turn!" The man shouted in a thunderous voice. The boy ran out of the room in a fear.​

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I clenched my teeth and yelled, "My name is Neahm! Not Myrrh!"​

"Myrrh is a real name Epoh child, Neahm sounds like a name of fantasy creation." The man sat in a chair next to the bed I was in. He clicked his tongue then crossed one leg high over the other.​

"It is common for a child to make up a name in times of stress."​

I forcefully clapped my hands and sung, "em deman sredle ym Epoh Neahm. Epoh Neahm. Epoh Neahm. em deman sredle ym Epoh Neahm. Epoh Neahm, eht nuS morf retniW."​

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The man grinned and applauded, "What a cute song made from a fake language... what do you call it."​

I realized at that moment I had sung in Zachrance and I's secret language. I closed my eyes and sung again, "My elders named me Neahm Epoh, Neahm Epoh, Neahm Epoh. My elders named me Neahm Epoh. Neahm Epoh from the Winter Sun."​

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The man waved his hand and spoke, "That really did not answer my question."​

"The language isn't yours to know."​

"Very well... but we still have a problem here. We have avoided your disillusion..."​

"My name is Neahm Epoh!"​

The man snapped his fingers and the nurse grabbed my arm forcefully and placed a metal band on my arm.​

"Your name is Myrrh. You need to let the Epoh in you go... you are the only one left and holding on to the past will only hurt you."​

"I already told you, my name is Neahm Epoh!"​

Everything all of a sudden blurred and I held my head as he continued, "Your name is Myrrh. If you wish to hold onto the pain of your past... keep the Epoh."​

"My name is Neahm Epoh..."​

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This went on for hours, back and forth, me learning bits about this man's tactics and he learned more about me through this. I remember him growing on me more as the time went on, to the point that he already seemed like a respected elder in my life.​

"Myrrh you do not look very well."​

"My name is Neahm..."​

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This time that band caused a numbing sensation that almost hurt me, and I fell back down on the bed on my side and allowed myself to cry. The man stood up and placed his hand on my forehead and I felt a healing. Something in my mind at that moment shut down. He helped me off the bed and to my feet. I stared confused at the unfamiliar hard ground.​

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"You are a stubborn Orphan, aren't you? I am sorry the death of your parents have given you a personality disorder..."​

I turned away, I did not want to look at him. I crossed my arms but lost balance, grabbing onto the man's right arm to keep a balance. He grabbed onto my shoulder and spoke, "It is okay, we help children like you all the time. You are a special one, and I want to help you lead to the a better life... because I care."​

I felt the nurse grab my arm and take off the metal band. The man removed his arm and spoke to the nurse, "Miss, could you take the child to another room and get her fresh clothes?"​

The nurse took me to a room and put me in an unfamiliar type of clothing, tight pants that only men wore in my village and a blue shirt. I was also given a brown belt to help hold it up. When I got back to the room the man grinned at me and spoke, "So... Myrrh. Do you something to eat?"​

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The response took forever, but I knew my response would prove that I had lost my battle with him. It was the beginning of several battles I had with this man. "Y-Yes, I am really hungry... what is your name though?"​

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The man rubbed his hand on top of my head and ruffled my hair as he spoke, "My name is Luce Jackson... oh I am sorry..." he blinked and rubbed his chin and turned to her, "I seem to have forgotten your name again... could you tell me?"​

"My name is Myrrh..."​

Luce smiled as he pushed me out the door, "Come along then child, food awaits and you must be starving."​

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Myrrh has been unlocked​

(I will add her in later)​

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--- Ipod Shuffle --- Outfit --- Day 4 --- Location: Middle of Nowhere(?)--- ​

First Aislin felt herself get conscious, but then as soon as she did she coughed and sat up straight. She gasped for air for a moment before she tried to calm herself down, but her body was reacting as though she was drowning... although the yellow mist was not present. Aislin's breathing eventually slowed down and she spoke with a low, groggy voice, "W-what happened? No one died right? Please tell me no one died...."​

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--- Ipod Shuffle --- Outfit --- Day 4 --- Location: Back of Truck--- ​

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Aislin had been quiet the past few hours after talking to Maria, she didn't really have anything to do and when she had gotten on the train she had slept. When they got off the train she was so distracted by constellations to even notice anything going seriously wrong until she found herself having trouble breathing. She found it uneasy to move and almost slipped into a trance when all of a sudden a honk kicked her back (somewhat) into her senses.​

Aislin shot a look quickly into the truck and saw Noelle and David in some form of a fight and Aislin assumed the worst, whatever was going on outside with this yellow mist... David knew about it... All of the fighting going on around her she was barely able to keep up with and Aislin looked inside the truck. Could everyone cram inside? Was it possible? What if she opened the door and everyone in there started to get sick?​

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Aislin started to tear up, why was everything all of a sudden a living hell... why was she always getting screwed and injured in these things. Aislin whispered for help but then instantly went into a coughing fit, causing her to collapse passed out in the back of the truck.​

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---Date: Sunday, September 22, 2013 ---Day: 1 | 1/5 --- Mood: Tired --- Interaction: N/A --- Working: Yes --- City: New York City --- OOC: N/A ---​

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The silence of the funeral was dead quiet, and it had nothing to do with dead bodies. In fact, no bodies were there in that tiny little funeral home on 14th Street. It had nothing to do with competition or.anything, it was just simply that the truck hadn't come yet. That is a normal occurrence in N.Y.C, traffic.​

Cassandra Hansen yawned as she waited by the front door. Usually when the cosmologist is called in, a body is there. Not in the case of today apparently. Everyday of the week was a busy day, because people die. She did not just work at this one funeral home, and was in fact an independent cosmologist. What normally got people asking for her was that she would personalize them based on facts about their life.

"Was your son a sports fanatic..."

"Did your wife like gardening."​

"You say your mother was a skydiver?"​

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Cassandra watched as the truck finally arrived, and the men of the truck ran out and picked up the casket and ran it in without caring about how fragile the package was inside. Cassandra reached out her hands and spoke, "Hey! Be careful. They may not be home but you never know if they are still watching their vessels."​

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"Madam we have a schedule that is more important than protecting the body someone dead."​

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Cassandra sighed and waved at the men as they left, then behind their backs gave them the finger. She turned around and opened up the casket and looked sadly at the contents. Cassandra straightened a few things up before she sat in a stool in front of the casket and pulled out a clipboard filled with notes.​

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"Rachel Schmid. October 03, 2003 to September 22, 2013... you didn't even make it to Ten, poor girl..." Cassandra forced a smile and spoke, "Your mama said you loved the color blue. So I will make you something special..."​

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Cassandra felt her phone in her pocket vibrate, she pulled it out and looked at the message:​

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Another heading over there now. They should be there soon, they are taking a different route. This one needs to be quick because the family is sitting Shiva, body must be buried immediately.​

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"Why even do anything if it is going to buried immediately with no open casket funeral..." Cassie complained to herself as she wrote notes down on the clipboard, "I mean, I know it is Jewish tradition, but the body isn't impatient. In fact bodies could wait forever..."​

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Cassandra turned back to Rachel and smiled again, "Sorry about that distraction... now, your papa said you also like butterflies?"​

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What I think would be cool would be if they took all the effort they are putting into space and put it into researching things that are on our own planet that we don't know about (like the oceans and things like that). I mean, I love the concept of space as much as the next guy but I feel like we could learn a couple things from our own environment... in my opinion.

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--- Ipod Shuffle --- Mood: Bored --- Outfit --- Day 4 --- Location: Trolley --- OOC: At school, writing a quick post. Will be home around 9 EST... sorry : ( --- ​

"You as well. I'm glad I'm not the only one on the trolley anymore."​

Aislin blinked and thought to herself for a moment before she replied, "Not in the mood to walk around? I am just... allergic to half the things in there... and that smell." Aislin cringed as she spoke, "I wonder why this town smells like baked goods everywhere... it's almost like they are trying to cover up a smell or something. Like when kids smoke weed and pour perfume or cologne all over themselves and it just... it is just too much."​

Aislin shifted in her seat and looked over at Maria again, changing the subject, "So... did you have fun at camp before... well... events ." It wasn't like she couldn't say fire, it was just she didn't want to. Thinking about it only made her turn her attention to the burns on her legs, which she instinctively pulled up her pant leg for a moment to check up on how it was going. The bandage was still wrapped around it and she sighed and thought to herself,​

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Damn it, an incident with fire and then an incident with water... what's next god? Wanna suck me up in a Tornado? How about an earthquake? ...you know what... I kid... don't take that as a challenge please...​

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--- Ipod Shuffle --- Mood: Bored --- Outfit --- Day 4 --- Location: Trolley OOC: Long night today, I don't know if I will get back online later... we'll see....--- ​

❝ I will be once I can grab that. Aislin, right? I'm Maria. Can you--can you get that? I would super appreciate it. ❞​

Aislin shrugged and looked over at the bottle. She then picked it up and handed it to Maria as she heard, "Thanks by the way. I can't really remember much from yesterday, but I do remember you helping me."​

O-oh... was the the one who was drowning?​

"Um, no problem. I just felt like I needed to do something... I'm just hoping others turned out alright." Aislin rubbed her left arm as she spoke again, "It is very nice to officially meet you Maria." Aislin looked out the trolley window and at the shop. She was wondering if people were having fun in there... probably. Kids in a candy store...​

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--- Ipod Shuffle --- Mood: Bored --- Outfit --- Day 4 --- Location: Trolley--- ​

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Aislin had heard Candy Shop and had to pass on it. Originally she tried to but walked in and felt a breath of the sweet air and had to leave. It wasn't that Aislin had any problems with candy... it was just a giant guessing game for her. How close was everything wrapped up or made to peanuts? She figured there were nut free sweet/sour candies, but Aislin loved herself some chocolate.​

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And in small town candy stores that is like eating from a smorgus borg with half of the chocolates being labeled... or in this case containing nuts.​

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Aislin pulled out her tracphone out of her pocket and sighed. For years she had been trying to kill it or lose it, but her parents were always like "look see, it is such a reliable phone if it hasn't broken in 6 years". Now, after everything, her phone was dead. And finally when she could have appreciated its worthless existence.​

When Aislin got herself back into the trolley, she thought she would be alone, but instead saw another girl in the trolley. Aislin forced a smile and waved with the wrong hand for a moment, cringed for a second then spoke, "Are you alright?" she seemed to be asking that question a lot, but she had a feeling she already knew the answer for this girl... she looked awful. Aislin sat over in a seat across from the girl and kicked her legs up.​

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"Cheers to the Cunning" ​

2/15​

The girl with lying eyes​

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The events I am about to tell you change every time I tell them. I have just come to the conclusion that it is the curse of aging, and I am lucky that I can even remember this far back. I mean, I asked quite a few souls if they could remember their childhood, but most couldn't remember before age 10. I was told a couple memories they had that were major events, but none could remember details.​

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I am clearly a little better at this than them... perhaps it is because I view my entire life as significant.​

From what I can remember at this moment, I woke up to a very comfortable room. The colours were soft and welcoming, but the equipment only revealed the true identity... a Citi hospital.​

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The thing about a child panicking is that they often do not stop without a parental figure present, and with mine dead, I remember going into almost an anxiety attack. After a nurse ran in and attempted to call me down, I heard hard footsteps at the doorway that drew closer until I felt a hand on my should and a voice saying, "Do not be afraid, we are only here to help."​

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The voice hung for a moment before my heartbeat slowed and I felt an odd comfort over me. I turned my head and stared into the face of the stranger.​

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This man was middle aged.​

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The man had brunette hair and a goatee, but had a nice warm smile underneath the facial hair. He wore a suit that was a little wrinkled. His eyes were a pure-crystal blue. A sign of a true, pure-blood Citi.​

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"I am terribly sorry to hear what happened to your family, and yourself. We had gotten there too late. The Saccharides were punished and we searched far and wide for your family." His smile turned to show a straight face as he admitted with empty eyes, "I am so sorry. We feel terrible, and we are willing to give you a chance we do not offer many other Clannies here... at the A.A.C"​

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This is where the event changes... I do not know if I asked what it was immediately, or if I asked him a question about his life. Either way the results rounded off to the same answer, "Despite what you may think previously. We know the evil that those Saccharides did to you all, and we want to help.​

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Almost out of warning a boy had run into my room, and at the same time I felt something enter into my arm. It was then I lost consciousness again... but I have no idea what caused that effect to occur.​

[2/15 will be split into another part afterwards.]​

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--- Ipod Shuffle --- Mood: Hurt --- Outfit --- Day 4 --- Location: Inn Bedroom/Dining Room--- ​

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Aislin awoke to her mind thinking upon the list of people who had died from the fire... she wondered how many more had died in the boat incident just yesterday. She felt her arm in the cast and closed her eyes.​

Confirmed Dead From Fire: 7​

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She could not remember the names of all the people but remembered the names being listed in alphabetical order, the first name being Alice. Aislin sat up and took another painkiller she had received. Aislin forced a smile on her face and left the room she had stayed in.​

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Total Missing: 5. The big name being Kevin.​

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Aislin walked down to the dining hall. There seemed to be a conversation going on, and some else, her councilor Julius actually, seemed to have just entered as well, along with another girl she didn't know the name of. Everyone just seemed to be coming in at the same time. Aislin sat down at the table and smiled at everyone, "Good Morning."​

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Might as well while the conversation seems interrupted.​

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Aislin quietly got herself food but had moved her left arm instinctively first and a pain jolted through her although she tried not to show it. She then got herself some food with her right arm. Shoot, how am I supposed to play drums now... I guess I could always play the cowbell...​

Um, kiddo. This roleplay has been dead for almost 4 years....

I had questioned this too, but I am fairly certain based on what was said at the end of his post that it was a dream... however I really wish it wasn't written in a way that made it seem like his character had returned... just a bit of um, criticism? Next time try and indicate that it is a dream in some way of formatting, OR don't include her banner unless it is black or white or something... if it wasn't for the last part of the post I would have thought it was a character return.

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I just love the Hulk okay? Ask any good friend of mine. I figured a smashed up look to the signature would fit Hulk well... I'm not very good at shattering effects but I really like how this one came out ^_^​