By RS
Brimstone: Fighting for his sanity, to retrieve something long lost
Driver: Eddward
Age: 16
Vehicle: Record-Breaking Rocket Car (Modified)
Vehicle Decription: Double D salvaged the record-breaking rocket car and, adding in new components, modified it to be combat ready! Using a specially built trajectory system, Double D was able to fire an assortment of collected chemical vials and bottles through the nose cone, and aside from that, a front window was added for better driving vision.
Middle:
I was knocked out cold for several hours, and I was quite difficult returning to consciousness…I wasn't sure what was to happen next, but then, I began experiencing these quite peculiar memories…memories from a time long forgotten…
I was a mere child, and hadn't lived in Peach Creek for over a year. Mother and Father were holding me and giving me kisses, saying they wouldn't know what they'd do if anything were to happen to me…
That night Mother and Father went out for a dinner date. They said they'd be back soon and they told me that…they loved me…
They also said that there would be instructions on what to do on a single sticky note left in the kitchen, in case I ever got hungry…
Well, hours passed and I couldn't sleep due to the storm, so, I decided to watch TV as I awaited the return of my parents…
The doorbell rang. Me, being a mere child, saw that it was a police officer and opened the door. The officer looked at me and all he could say was, "Oh no…not this young…"
I was confused by his words, so he sat me down in the couch and explained what happened.
Apparently, my parents were on their way home when from out of nowhere, they get hit on the side of the car by a runaway ice cream truck…they both died on impact…
I didn't know how to take it…I was only a small child at the time…I didn't know…
The officer told me to wait there and he stepped outside to his police car.
I didn't know what was going through my mind at the moment, but something didn't want to let go…something didn't want to give…something inside…refuse to believe what had happened…
Afterwards, they placed me in a foster home, but I ran away and returned to my real home. For years I had made sticky notes, copying the handwriting found on the original. I wasn't that great a calligraphist, so I requested the assistance of Ed to write down the notes for me.
For years, the routine became so…normal, that, I suppose my mind melded in the idea that my parents were still alive.
It was only until after Eddy and Ed had moved away that I was found out by real estate and shipped into the State Mental Institute. Until Calypso's recent arrival, I had misunderstood the procedures taken by the doctor's to revert my mind to the idea of my dead parents…
But…if he can change what happened…