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 Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 10:15 am
Gizmo's and Patches's Last Will Description:
Name: Gizmo // Patches
Gender: Female // Female
Woke: 4/14/07 // 04/14/07
Stage: Awakened // Awakened
Bond: Unknown // Unknown
*Do not post in this Last Will unless you have prior permission from SilverLynx.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 4:02 pm
The Twins
Called from the grave at the same time, troubled by similar past. Both hunger for knowledge - why were they alone when they died?
Awakening
Gizmo has had much difficulty with her transition thus far, she struggles with the idea of being dead, and hates that she is remembering her last moments. What is worse is she has a certain knowing that someone holds the answers, and *that someone* is still alive.
Patches is quite comfortable in her new situation, almost amicable enough that she doesn't mind that her memories are like faded pictures, or that she too, suspects that she and Gizmo met their fates in a similar way. She is willing to learn and let th transition occur, if that is the way of things. In the meantime, she worries about her 'sister', and is trying to take care of her.
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2007 4:08 pm
Gizmo's Journal
dear diary,
patches an i gotz into the masion. i don like it here. its dark an scarry. patches says we gotta stay tho. i keep trying not to think about stuff, but it keeps coming in my hed.
i don no if i want to go back to earth. im scared diary.
patches says that i should rite down things i remember. i dont know if thats good or not, but maybe it wil b ok.
i remember being alone.
i remember wondering where someone was.
i remember feeling really sick.
i dont wan to think abot it anymor. sry diary.
gizmo
Patches' Journal
Dear Diary,
I'm very happy to find a nice dark place to hide. Gizmo's not very happy, I think. I don't know why, it's a wonderful house, and people seem very nice. I'm a little scared, I must admit, about this whole going back to being alive. It can't be all bad, though. Everyone seems to act like it's a second chance.
But appearently, in order to go there, I have to remember things.
So here's a list!
~ I remember running around, and something hitting me. It's not very clear what it was. I think I was indoors.
~ I remember hiding in a very dark, narrow space. I was very happy there.
~ I remember my hands hurting.
~ I remember my tummy being itchy.
That's all for now. It's kinda silly, I guess. Oh well. Maybe I'll remember more tomorrow, right?
~ Patches
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 4:25 pm
Gizmo's Journal
dear diary
i felt sick again today. i no its cuz im rememembering things.
whenever its dark i feel sad. and i keep wondering where someone is.
not patches. i no where she is. but someone else.
i miss her a lot.
but i dont think she was there when...
sry diary. sry again.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 4:37 pm
Patches' Journal
Dear Diary,
I know it's been a while since I wrote. Gizmo disappeared for several days and I've been looking for her everywhere. I found her trying to fly to the moon. She told me she felt sick and that she was sad and that she was trying to find someone she used to know.
I told her that if the person is still alive, she'd be on earth, which is where we'll end up, I suppose.
She seems very determined, but I'm not sure if she's going about things the right way. It's hard to say what the right way is, especially when taking care of Gizmo means that I haven't had much time to talk to the other ghosts.
Either way, I'm starting to recall more things. Little things.
There was a soft talking at my right side, and I recall the warm sun. My hands and legs hurt quite often, so I was generally lying down most of the time.
Then something happened, I felt dizzy and weak. I heard someone crying. People were touching me and my hands and feet were cold. Then I was someplace cool, and clean smelling.
I'm trying to recall diary, I think I was alone, at that time, too. Just like Gizmo.
Who was I waiting for?
I remember a shadow, a hand...
Was that the moment? Was that when I died?
I wish I knew. I worry about Gizmo more everyday. She just seems to be getting worse and worse.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2007 4:59 pm
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