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[+gray [b [i Muse A]] was always alone due to being recently located to a smaller town. The other children there were not friendly, rumors spread like a wildfire after an incident, and their fate had been set in stone. Time had begun to drag itself through the mud, the isolation toying with their fragile sanity, and they had begun to lose themselves. Their parents were too preoccupied to be bothered with them, any student who conversed with them were treated similarly, and even the student counselor couldn’t be bothered.
One evening, a shooting star had glided smoothly across the night sky, and a childish urge struck them. Perhaps that was their last attempt before making up their mind? And seemingly, as if appearing out of thin air, there they were. A brand spanking new, very beautiful... next door neighbor, [b [i Muse B]].]
[+darksalmon [i [b Muse B]] didn’t know anything about their past and how the ended up in such a place. They didn’t know the person who called themself their parent or the memories attached to the photos plastered to the walls. However, they did know they were here for a particular reason. They were instantly drawn to [u Muse A], wanted to know everything about them, and become who they wanted them to be.]
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The pair were inseparable, they were always together, barely left each other’s side. That was the reason it was very strange when Muse B vanished out of thin air. It was if their whole existence was a mere dream. The photos they shared, the messages that were sent, and every physical proof of their existence... gone.
Until one day, years later, they reappeared, only different.
[u [b The Prompt]]
[i Character 1 wishes upon a shooting star as a kid for a friend and Character 2 shows up the next day. The two becomes close friends but Character 2 begins fading away as they grow older until they finally disappear, 2 years late Character 1 meets someone who looks exactly like Character 2.]
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[center [Abel Dark-chocolate colored hues roamed to meet the gaze of her companion. The light haired girl was beautiful, and the soft lilt of her voice caught her attention without much effort. Andromeda wrapped her hand around the offered one in a firm grasp and gave it a soft squeeze in greeting. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ines." She was grateful to have met someone who showed her hospitality rather than treating her like a pariah because she had lost most of her memories in some horrible accident that she didn't even remember getting into. She couldn't stand the way that her parents looked at her when she saw them after waking up in the hospital.
Andromeda smiled at her and pulled her hand away to place it in the pocket of her jacket. "I'd like that a lot. It'll be great to see more of the town." She'd slept most of the trip on the way there in the car as it'd been difficult to focus on the scenery as it zoomed past them.
As they began their walk, she looked around them at the colored houses that lined the roads. Children played along the sidewalks with few cares in the world. While there was much that confused the girl about her own life, she knew that there had to be a reason for them to have ended up in this town- for her to end up talking to this girl. It felt familiar and strange, but in the best way.
“Before I tell you this, all that I ask is you not pity me or feel sorry for me. I get enough pity from my parents,” Andromeda looked over at Ines from the corner of her eyes before she looked back down at the paved road. “A few days ago, I woke up from a coma with no memories of my life prior to it. I barely remembered my parents. Though, I remembered my name and that there was something that I needed to do. We moved here because they thought it would be better for my health or something to be away from all the pollution. I have to admit though, I’m happy they’re finally letting me go off on my own; my mother has been a helicopter parent for days now. It gets really awkward when you just get up to use the bathroom or something and you have to play a game of twenty questions.” A gentle laugh fell from her painted lips.
“By the way, thanks for showing me around. I hope I’m not bothering you too much. What’s there to do here? This town kind of reminds me of those pictures on postcards people send when they’re traveling through places.” Not that that was necessarily a bad thing.
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[i Ines thought back to the first few weeks of school, many of the students took an interest in her, and there were some who had an instant dislike for her. There had not been a single person who had looked like she did, who had the same accent she carried, nor the same mannerisms in which she had been taught in her country. Minimal effort had been applied as she became the talk of the town. There were very few who did not want to know everything about the girl.
Francisco, the star varsity soccer player, surprisingly smarter than he appeared, and admittedly gorgeous to boot. One evening after school, he approached her for some casual conversation, trying to get a sense of her vibe. They had a few things in common, shared a similar taste in humor, and were able to play off of each other quite nicely. Quickly they became acquainted and she was introduced shortly thereafter to his girlfriend.
Hailey, track and field extraordinaire, she was not very intelligent, but her beauty made up for it. They were able to become closer than her friendship with her boyfriend. However, the long-legged brunette would often throw her mixed signals, especially once her sexual orientation became public knowledge. Fingers twined, lingering touches, frequent body contact, and verbal flirtations. It had been easy to become wrapped around her finger.
‘Innocent’ gestures quickly morphed into mouth-to-mouth kisses, causing clothing to become removed from their persons, to a passionate night between the sheets. It was not long until they got caught by the heartbroken boy. On a night were they sneaked a few alcoholic beverages while her parents were away. She had been quick to claim that she was a victim of her lecherous advancements. From that night on, rumors of varied form had spread, and she slowly became no one. ]
It took a moment for the young woman to remember who she was, what her current situation looked like, and what happened to those who tried to associate themselves with her. She allowed herself to smile a solemn one as the female lifted her hand to reciprocate the wave. Her mother had come outside, they shared a brief conversation, and she began to move forward in her direction.
The girl introduced herself, the name was very unique, and made it easier to decide. Eyes lowering to the hand extended towards her and her eyes narrowed at the innocent palm. ‘[i You are an awful person for dragging her into this].’ Conscious dutifully reminded her that she cared only for herself as she gently grasped her hand. Her smile betrayed by the emotion that was void in her eyes.
“[+slategray Ines.]” Appearing as if she was thinking it over, she moved to the neighboring house, and set her bag on the front porch. She reached inside for her house keys, wallet, and personal cell-phone. She then walked to stand beside the girl. “[+slategray Sure, there’s a great local shop near downtown. It’s not too far of a walk and the tea they serve is delicious. They also have coffee if that’s more your speed.]” Lifting and lowering her shoulders in a gesture that insulated that she did not care either way.
“[+slategray We’ll take the scenic route.]” Taking a few steps forward slowly to fall into the same speed as the other. “[+slategray So what brings you to the neighborhood?]”
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[center [Abel It had been two weeks since Andromeda had woken up in the hospital with no memories to recall save for her name and how to complete basic everyday tasks. She couldn't help shake the feeling there was a reason for her amnesia, but couldn't put her finger on why she had no recollection of how she'd ended up in a bright room full of crying people. The woman who claimed to be her mother never seemed to stop crying- cursing the gods themselves for her daughter's amnesia. Though, the woman always seemed to do it when she thought no one was around. In the days that followed her release from the much-too-sanitary prison, Andromeda had caught the older woman crying and swearing to herself.
Her supposed parents had decided amongst themselves that everyone needed a change of pace, and without much as a second thought to the plan- or even an opinion from their daughter- they packed up the house for another one in a city a few miles away. A fresh start as they called it. Andromeda didn't argue much as she had no real reason to want to stay in their old home other than the fact that their new one was a bit of a downgrade.
Dark colored hues looked out of the backseat window of her mother's minivan. The town seemed picturesque and peaceful. Andromeda felt as though she were drawn here for some reason or another. Was this place familiar to her somehow? Her amnesia laden brain wouldn’t allow her to understand or remember why- if there even was a reason, and thinking too much about it only gave her a headache.
“These things aren’t going to move themselves,” the man mused from the driver’s seat, and the couple exited the van in an attempt to help the movers who had already gotten out of their vehicle in front of the nice house they’d parked in front of. The dark haired girl was a bit more slow to exit the van, but once she did, she opened the trunk and rifled through the belongings they’d managed to fit in there for her backpack. She remembered packing away a few essentials to alleviate the boredom of the drive- a few books to keep her mind from wandering. Once she found what she was looking for, movement drew her eyes toward an unfamiliar face.
Her mother caught her as she brought her hand up in a small greeting toward the other girl that had stopped in the street and gave her daughter a light nudge. “Why don’t you go make friends, Dea? We can handle unpacking.” It was probably a good idea to make friends- as she didn’t remember any of her old ones. Besides, having a friend here would likely be good for her. She seemed drawn to the girl as a moth was to a flame- intrigued by her and curious all the same. Shouldering her bag, she moved closer.
“Hi, I’m Andromeda, but you can call me Dea if you like,” she extended a hand for the other girl- the other clutching one of the straps of her bag as she did so. “Would you maybe like to get coffee or something or are you busy?”]]
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Picturesque, an incomparable synonym to describe the town, as it transitions from night to day. The flaming ball of gas that science depicted the sun had begun to leisurely rise in the sky, producing an attractive hue tinted the clouded sky orange. Downtown, the heart of the small town, was peaceful. There were no other citizens patrolling the area, the mist that strolled in that morning, actively preventing them from stepping out. Uncommon, as it was a usually warm with the occasional tag-along that was labeled humidity. There was however, one town patron, who appreciated the current circumstance.
Ines, the young woman nestled upon the wooden bench, settled under the large oak tree. Mist falling to gently rest upon her freckled skin, small buds of precipitation collecting within her curls, the chill biting at her exposed ankles. Puffing a hearty lungful of breath past her thoroughly bitten lips. Unsure of how she found herself in such a place. Perhaps it had been due to last nights occurrence? The shooting star that would unknowingly bring change?
She was unseeing as she remembered finishing an assignment from her teacher. Recalling how empty she felt as her mind had begun to viciously attack her. Fingertips pressing deeply into the bruising left from the beating she received. Bitterly laughing as she recalled how every method of help she sought worsened her situation. The people who pitied her had attempted to befriend her, they quickly realized they would receive the same treatment, and at the very least apologized to her. The school counselor had been there to receive a paycheck, couldn’t be bothered to actually do his job, and she was sure he’d never even filed the proper paperwork. And her parents, don’t even get her started, they barely recognized her existence the second she’d become self-sufficient.
Relocating to the seating provided along the bay window, she reached for the lap blanket folded neatly, and covered herself as she took her seat. Her dainty hand rested along the window that had frosted over just the slightest. Five minutes might have passed when she saw the star that shot across the sky. The childish urge to make a wish had struck her at full force, as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut, and wished for something seemingly silly.
“[+gray I wish for someone to be there with me, to help me.]”
A droplet of water splashed against her cheek, effectively bringing her back to reality, as she grabbed the tattered backpack from the floor, and continued her journey back home. She contemplated going to school that morning, her parents would not notice her absence, and the school would not bother contacting them. She did not have the energy, strength, or will to deal with the headache waiting for her on the school steps.
One foot in front of the other, her grip against the straps of her bag tightened, as she couldn’t move once she reached her street. The scene in front of her concerned her to no ends, as she was unsure of the occupants the moving truck brought with it. There were two movers who was helping the woman move in the heavier furniture. She could hear the woman giving them men instructions on which rooms she wanted them placed inside of.
Which made the noise in the back of the truck become very interesting. The bug of curiosity bit her in her side, her eyes attempting to bore a hole in the side of the truck, and willing the occupant to exit the back of the truck with whatever item they were in there fishing for. She slowly began to move towards the direction of her home, doing her best to look inconspicuous as she flipped her hair over her shoulder, but once again stopping her feet failing to transport her forwards as she managed to make eye contact with a girl seemingly near her age. Her words failing her as she stared with her mouth slightly agape, her hand managing a feeble wave.
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