Tulip-Jin: Okay, fine. Even though my OTHER fic hasn't gotten any REVIEWS since, well, EVER, I'll put up this one. Serve ya'll right!
Yami Tulip-Jin: Despite the fact that making them read your work is punishment in and of itself, can I ask how long you've been in this genre? I mean, hedgehogs?
TJ: Sonic is cool! He can go really fast! And Shadow is cool, because he's black and has the CUTEST little white furry patch...
Chibi Red Eyes Black Dragon: Rawr raawwwr rrrawwr rawr? Rawr... (I thought you liked him because he has angst. And lived in space...)
TJ: Just icing on the cake, ladies! ROLL IT!
Disclaimer: Guess who DOESN'T own Sega! US!
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I don't like the dark.
…
And here, it's very, very dark.
…
Where am I?
…
The last place I was…
…
…it was…
…
…I can't remember.
…
I can't remember where I was before I came to this dark place.
…
I can't remember when I came to this dark place.
…
I can't remember anything!
…
No, no, I need to calm down.
I must pull myself together.
…
Besides, I can remember some basic things.
…
The difference between light and dark, for example.
…
And when you mix light and dark, you get shadow.
I remember that too.
…
…What's my name?
…
Name…my name…let's see…
…
…Maybe I should just give myself a new name.
…
…Who knows?
Maybe I hated my name.
Maybe I can give myself a name worth keeping once I remember everything.
…
Assuming, of course, that I will regain my memories…
…
I wonder if I was this pessimistic before.
…
Probably.
…
…It's bad enough that I have amnesia for some reason, why does it have to be so dark here?
Because I really, REALLY don't like the dark.
…
I just noticed something.
I don't think I can move.
…
Nope, can't move at all.
…
So maybe the reason it's dark is because my eyes are closed.
…
I hope so.
…
But that means that I'm actually asleep.
…
Hibernation, maybe…
…
Suspended animation?
Why does that seem so familiar to me?
Was I in suspended animation before?
…
…What if I'm dead?
…
Is this Hell?
Because it sure isn't Heaven.
…
I think I'm still alive.
…
So this is just sleeping.
…
Or whatever.
…
Now that it has been established that my eyes are stuck shut, I'm starting to get pretty bored.
…
Waiting for nameless terrors to spring at you from the shadows is more engrossing then staring at the inside of your eyelids.
…
Still nothing on the name front.
The problem is that I don't remember words that are regularly used as names.
Very embarrassing.
Probably forgivable, under the circumstances, but still…
…
Come to think of it, I don't really like light, either.
…
Bright lights, I mean.
…
As opposed to absolute darkness.
…
Something about bright light sends a chill down my spine.
Bright lights…
Bright lights like searchlights…
…
Bright lights like the kind you find in operating rooms…
…
I don't know where that last idea came from.
…
Well, at least I have determined something else about myself.
…
I don't like the dark and I don't like bright light.
Which leaves me only with…
…
…Shadows.
…
Hmm.
…
I wonder if I'll still have this memory problem when I wake up.
…
If I wake up.
…
What if, when I finally DO wake up, I can't remember what I've been able to remember now?
…
That would just be cruel.
…
If I could move, I would be knocking on wood right now.
…
I wonder who told me about knocking on wood?
…
Did I have a…
…a friend?
Maybe?
…
Maybe…
…
Maybe more than one.
…
I sort of hope so.
…
That way, when/if I wake up, if they/one/more than one of them sees me, and says hello to me, I'll finally find out what my name is.
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The whole 'inventing a new name' thing sure hasn't helped much.
…
Nope, still no ideas.
…
I really don't like this crappy memory bit either.
…
So, we have three things down so far:
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I am a pessimist.
…
I dislike bright lights and very dark places.
…
I have a short fuse.
…
Yeah, that'll help.
…
…
I wouldn't mind some change or something here, you know.
…
At least some variation in the darkness, or something.
…
Something to pass the time by looking at.
…
…I don't know how long I've been here.
…
And I have no way of telling time anyway.
…
…Damn.
…
Is this just sensory deprivation?
…
Is that it?
…
I've gone crazy, right?
…
Or…
…
Maybe I'll just wish that I could have gone crazy, after long enough.
…
Huh?
…
What the…
…
I can…
…
Something is making 'thump' noises.
…
I can hear something making 'thump' noises!
I can HEAR!
I can't believe it!
So it's not sensory deprivation after all.
…
Now I have something to do.
…
I can imagine what could be making 'thump' noises.
…
And maybe I'll hear other noises as well.
…
Sure, just hearing things moving around in the shadows around me isn't going to be enough.
…
But for right now, its fine.
…
…Everything is fine.
…
I still wish I could think of a name, though.
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Yami Tulip-Jin: Despite the fact that making them read your work is punishment in and of itself, can I ask how long you've been in this genre? I mean, hedgehogs?
TJ: Sonic is cool! He can go really fast! And Shadow is cool, because he's black and has the CUTEST little white furry patch...
Chibi Red Eyes Black Dragon: Rawr raawwwr rrrawwr rawr? Rawr... (I thought you liked him because he has angst. And lived in space...)
TJ: Just icing on the cake, ladies! ROLL IT!
Disclaimer: Guess who DOESN'T own Sega! US!
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…
I don't like the dark.
…
And here, it's very, very dark.
…
Where am I?
…
The last place I was…
…
…it was…
…
…I can't remember.
…
I can't remember where I was before I came to this dark place.
…
I can't remember when I came to this dark place.
…
I can't remember anything!
…
No, no, I need to calm down.
I must pull myself together.
…
Besides, I can remember some basic things.
…
The difference between light and dark, for example.
…
And when you mix light and dark, you get shadow.
I remember that too.
…
…What's my name?
…
Name…my name…let's see…
…
…Maybe I should just give myself a new name.
…
…Who knows?
Maybe I hated my name.
Maybe I can give myself a name worth keeping once I remember everything.
…
Assuming, of course, that I will regain my memories…
…
I wonder if I was this pessimistic before.
…
Probably.
…
…It's bad enough that I have amnesia for some reason, why does it have to be so dark here?
Because I really, REALLY don't like the dark.
…
I just noticed something.
I don't think I can move.
…
Nope, can't move at all.
…
So maybe the reason it's dark is because my eyes are closed.
…
I hope so.
…
But that means that I'm actually asleep.
…
Hibernation, maybe…
…
Suspended animation?
Why does that seem so familiar to me?
Was I in suspended animation before?
…
…What if I'm dead?
…
Is this Hell?
Because it sure isn't Heaven.
…
I think I'm still alive.
…
So this is just sleeping.
…
Or whatever.
…
Now that it has been established that my eyes are stuck shut, I'm starting to get pretty bored.
…
Waiting for nameless terrors to spring at you from the shadows is more engrossing then staring at the inside of your eyelids.
…
Still nothing on the name front.
The problem is that I don't remember words that are regularly used as names.
Very embarrassing.
Probably forgivable, under the circumstances, but still…
…
Come to think of it, I don't really like light, either.
…
Bright lights, I mean.
…
As opposed to absolute darkness.
…
Something about bright light sends a chill down my spine.
Bright lights…
Bright lights like searchlights…
…
Bright lights like the kind you find in operating rooms…
…
I don't know where that last idea came from.
…
Well, at least I have determined something else about myself.
…
I don't like the dark and I don't like bright light.
Which leaves me only with…
…
…Shadows.
…
Hmm.
…
I wonder if I'll still have this memory problem when I wake up.
…
If I wake up.
…
What if, when I finally DO wake up, I can't remember what I've been able to remember now?
…
That would just be cruel.
…
If I could move, I would be knocking on wood right now.
…
I wonder who told me about knocking on wood?
…
Did I have a…
…a friend?
Maybe?
…
Maybe…
…
Maybe more than one.
…
I sort of hope so.
…
That way, when/if I wake up, if they/one/more than one of them sees me, and says hello to me, I'll finally find out what my name is.
…
The whole 'inventing a new name' thing sure hasn't helped much.
…
Nope, still no ideas.
…
I really don't like this crappy memory bit either.
…
So, we have three things down so far:
…
I am a pessimist.
…
I dislike bright lights and very dark places.
…
I have a short fuse.
…
Yeah, that'll help.
…
…
I wouldn't mind some change or something here, you know.
…
At least some variation in the darkness, or something.
…
Something to pass the time by looking at.
…
…I don't know how long I've been here.
…
And I have no way of telling time anyway.
…
…Damn.
…
Is this just sensory deprivation?
…
Is that it?
…
I've gone crazy, right?
…
Or…
…
Maybe I'll just wish that I could have gone crazy, after long enough.
…
Huh?
…
What the…
…
I can…
…
Something is making 'thump' noises.
…
I can hear something making 'thump' noises!
I can HEAR!
I can't believe it!
So it's not sensory deprivation after all.
…
Now I have something to do.
…
I can imagine what could be making 'thump' noises.
…
And maybe I'll hear other noises as well.
…
Sure, just hearing things moving around in the shadows around me isn't going to be enough.
…
But for right now, its fine.
…
…Everything is fine.
…
I still wish I could think of a name, though.
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