Oh geez. Urrr... Hello there! I am xxVileDisease., and this is my first story... Or fanfic... Or whatever the hell you call it. ;^;
I know that many people take harshly to OCs, but... Mine isn't that bad... She isn't a self-insert, and she isn't one of those ridiculous characters that fall in love with someone in two seconds. DX I swear... Gah...
Well, honestly, I hope you enjoy this... I can make chapters every two-three days. Sometimes sooner. But my chapters can be too short or too long... This first one's short... Oh well...
:3 All smiles now. Hah. Anyway. This thing is romantic, but also will be creepy. Like me... I'm creepy... Didn't notice, did you...?
... So. You'd better get to reading this piece of crap now, y'hear?!
-- xxVileDisease.3
"Mommy, am I that bad?"
. . .
"Mommy, do you really think I'm so ugly?"
. . .
"Mommy, are you really going to make me go away?"
. . .
I wish I could've stopped it all.
-- xxForward. --
"Oh, it's so cold…"
A petite young girl with crazy clothes and crazy hair wrapped her arms around herself, shivering as snow fell softly onto her head. She stood silently near a dock filled with boats, two bags of luggage at her feet. There were only several or so people around her, who did indeed stop to stare at her.
She had very light blue hair, almost white. Her bangs were colored green, purple, red, and green again, in that order from right to left; There were also three black stripes through her differently-colored bangs. Her eyes were a bright yet dull, light green, and her huge eyelashes were black as the darkest night. And her clothing… Well, let's just say they made her look like the ultimate queen of darkness.
A boat's horn suddenly sounded, and the girl jumped a bit in surprise. She looked around cautiously when she heard an older male's voice speak.
"Uh… Uh, Tib… Tiba.. Tibatree? Tibatree, where is Tibatree?"
She couldn't help but snicker, amused at the mispronunciation of her name.
"It's Tibaotria. Tib-Ow-Tree-Uh," She sounded out, "And I'm right here."
She looked up at the man who called her. He was standing in front of a boat. He wasn't really an 'old-old man', but he was getting there, and he was dressed like a captain… So she assumed he was just that.
"Sorry about that Miss, you've got a unique name," He responded with a smile, then added, "Are you ready to get going? I'll set sail whenever you want."
Tibaotria nodded and picked up her cases, walking toward the boat. When the two of them were on the boat and comfortable, the captain took off. He had introduced himself as Captain Pascal.
-- xxForward. --
They'd been sailing for some time, and had some small talk after introductions and such.
"So you're moving here to start some special shop, right?" Pascal asked curiously, remembering what he'd heard some people talking about.
"That's right. A shop that specializes in magic and the paranormal." Tibaotria replied proudly, grinning and nodding her head.
"Magic and paranormal, eh?" Pascal chuckled. What a strange girl she was.
-- xxForward. --
It'd been four hours now. Tibaotria had grown very impatient. That is, until she saw a large island off in the distance.
"Oooooooh~! Pascal! Pascal! Is that it?!" She exclaimed, jumping around as she gazed from the front of she ship. She received a laugh and nod from the captain. In return she squealed and ran to grab her bags… Even though it'd be a little less than an hour before they'd actually dock.
"Oh, Pascal~ What's this town I'm staying at called again?" She called from the other side of the boat.
"Hm?" Pascal blinked, "Oh. Harmonica Town."
AAAAAAH!! DX THAT WAS SO SHORT!
I'm sorry! I'm home sick and sickness doesn't go good with writing. But holy crap. I am SO. SORRY.
Gah... The next one will be longer... Maybe... A little bit...
..... ARRRRRRGH!
-- xxVileDisease.3