Today is the start of a new life for you and nothing can get in your way.
These happy thoughts and an indomitable feeling of good fortune warm your very soul as you rouse in the center of an unfurnished room. Stark white walls, empty of furniture just like every other room "For Rent" you have had the delight of finding was next to a fire escape and had the window unlocked. A room void of anything but a scant few mouse traps. Which is to say that the room is a scant few mouse traps more full then your stomach...
The growling beast in your torso echoes painfully as you grab your meal tickets. The sax with which you catch the ears and its case with which you catch the change are the only things you can call yours nowadays. Well that and what passes for your wardrobe, though you don't think about it anymore. The clothes on your back may as well be just another layer of skin for all you care. A layer of skin that keeps you from dying of cold but just the same, not something you are too fond of peeling off.
The window tells of sunshine and a clear skies. The kind of day that means there are people walking the streets who don't most other days. This is the kind of day that puts people in a good mood. And people in a good mood just always seem to have a few coins to spare when they didn't the day before.
"Today is the day," you say to yourself. What today is exactly, you don't dwell on. Friday definitely, but other then that? It feels like today you'll have three four-course meals and win the lottery. If anything, today is a good day.
Your stomach argues loudly against this fact.
[ ] Head on down to a street corner and play for your breakfast. It may start like every other day before it but you're sure the rest of today will be different.
[ ] Hunger be damned, you feel like following the wind first thing today. Something feels right about it.
[ ] You are horrible with decisions. Flip a coin. Heads you play for food. Tails you take a walk first.
[ ] Maybe it's time you turned to a life of crime? You have the knife you use to whittle your reeds. It's about time you took what you earned rather then begging for scraps.
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No. 19310
[X] Head on down to a street corner and play for your breakfast. It may start like every other day before it but you're sure the rest of today will be different. |
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No. 19311
[X] Head on down to a street corner and play for your breakfast. It may start like every other day before it but you're sure the rest of today will be different. |
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No. 19313
File 125812840021.jpg- (607.48KB , 1000x1018 , humminginthemorning.jpg ) [iqdb] ![]() "Today is the start of a new life for me and nothing can get in my way~♫" |
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No. 19314
[X] Hunger be damned, you feel like following the wind first thing today. Something feels right about it. |
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No. 19315
[X] Hunger be damned, you feel like following the wind first thing today. Something feels right about it. |
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No. 19316
>>19313 |
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No. 19317
[x] Maybe it's time you turned to a life of crime? You have the knife you use to whittle your reeds. It's about time you took what you earned rather then begging for scraps. |
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No. 19318
[0] Hunger be damned, you feel like following the wind first thing today. Something feels right about it. |
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No. 19319
[x] Hunger be damned, you feel like following the wind first thing today. Something feels right about it. |
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No. 19335
[ℤℯ] Head on down to a street corner and play for your breakfast. It may start like every other day before it but you're sure the rest of today will be different. |
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No. 19339
File 125816310395.jpg- (119.72KB , 500x756 , twoface.jpg ) [iqdb] ![]() [x] You are horrible with decisions. Flip a coin. Heads you play for food. Tails you take a walk first. |
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No. 19340
>>19339 |
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No. 19341
>>19340 |
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No. 19357
So, is this dead or what? |
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No. 19378
I really shouldn't launch things the day before a convention weekend. Especially a convention I'm expected to help set-up, work, and tear down. |
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No. 19381
File 125843004198.jpg- (174.11KB , 549x1250 , Mystia3.jpg ) [iqdb] ![]() The streets seem bright even in the fading sunlight. Where did the day go? You lift your head off of the concrete to get a grasp of your surroundings. |
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No. 19384
[x] Say something to her. |
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No. 19386
[X] Say something to her. |
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No. 19387
[x] RAPE. |
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No. 19388
[X] Say something to her. |
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No. 19389
[X] Say something to her. |
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No. 19390
[X] Say something to her. |
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No. 19393
File 125846129415.jpg- (354.49KB , 800x800 , rain.jpg ) [iqdb] ![]() "So what did you expect? This city ain't clean, in all meanings of the word," you spout back at her, but she seems content to just look down on you with that smile on her face. |
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No. 19396
[X] You are not dead and couches are awesome. Couches are awesome. |
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No. 19397
[ ] You are not dead and couches are awesome. Couches are awesome. |
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No. 19400
[x] You are not dead and couches are awesome. |
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No. 19405
[x] You are not dead and couches are awesome. Couches are awesome. |
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No. 19409
[x] You are not dead and couches are awesome. Couches are awesome. |
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No. 19412
File 125848594492.jpg- (66.75KB , 1100x1100 , couch.jpg ) [iqdb] ![]() Your mind opens to this new world again. You can feel something metalic in your mouth, cold and smooth. It takes far too long to remember that this is a spoon. It moves of its own volition out of your mouth and beyond the edge of vision returning again to put something in your mouth. You bite and swallow mechanically noticing that you can feel your throat. It's sore. And then the the spoon leaves your mouth once more. |
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No. 19414
[X] Overcome with humility and abashed at how long you have imposed on this stranger, you decide to try and thank them, prepared to do anything to repay the favor. |
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No. 19418
[x] Overcome with humility and abashed at how long you have impossed on this stranger, you decide to try and thank them, prepared to do anything to repay the favor. |
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No. 19419
[ ] Not sure of anything, but confident that it was a simple mistake that the door is unlocked, you decide to not leave this room or the awesome couch within. |
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No. 19422
[X] Not sure of anything, but confident in your acrobatics, you decide to not leave this room in a way your captors would expect. Escape through the window. |
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No. 19424
[ ] Overcome with humility and abashed at how long you have imposed on this stranger, you decide to try and thank them. |
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No. 19429
[ ] Not sure of anything, but confident that it was a simple mistake that the door is unlocked, you decide to not leave this room or the awesome couch within |
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No. 19430
[x] Not sure of anything, but confident that it was a simple mistake that the door is unlocked, you decide to not leave this room or the awesome couch within. |
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No. 19431
[x] Not sure of anything, but confident that it was a simple mistake that the door is unlocked, you decide to not leave this room or the awesome couch within. |
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No. 19498
[x] Overcome with humility and abashed at how long you have impossed on this stranger, you decide to try and thank them, prepared to do anything to repay the favor. |
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No. 19500
[x] Overcome with humility and abashed at how long you have impossed on this stranger, you decide to try and thank them, prepared to do anything to repay the favor. |
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No. 19508
File 125889491795.jpg- (13.64KB , 360x360 , door.jpg ) [iqdb] ![]() [X] Not sure of anything, but confident that it was a simple mistake that the door is unlocked, you decide to not leave this room or the awesome couch within. |
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No. 19509
[x] “uh… Hi? “ |
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No. 19511
[x] "Thank you." |
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No. 19512
[x] "Thank you." |
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No. 19515
[x] “uh… Hi? “ |
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No. 19516
[x] “uh… Hi? “ |
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No. 19517
[0] “uh… Hi? “ |
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No. 19520
[x] “uh… Hi? “ |
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No. 19568
X[]X “uh… Hi? “ |
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No. 19603
Thanksgiving- writing later tonight |