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Posted by Amp/Vibe on Dec 17, 2007 23:14:22 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:30:31 GMT -6
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(OOC: Continued from Labtastic) Not having much to do, or motivation to find something to do, Vibe found herself sitting in her room early in the evening. The quarters she'd been alloted were bare, especially compared to the room at the Sanctuary. She and Amp had everything arranged just how they wanted before the Raids. Here there was very little. One of the workers was petite, and had shared a few pieces of her wardrobe with Vibe, but the Tshirts were baggy, and the jeans were too big in the butt. She grimaced at her image in the mirror, but her will to shop had even diminished now.
She flopped onto the bed and lay there for a while, unmoving, staring at the stark white wall. Doc J was working on a device to allow her to speak, but the voice it had generated was so close to Amp's; Vibe wasn't sure she would be able to use it without crying, or sinking into a depression. Not that she could sink much further than she already was....
There was an alarm clock within reach, with a radio. She switched it on to see if there was anything suitably depressing on. After finding something vaugely gloomy, she pushed herself up and went to the bathroom to put a cold towel on her face.
A dull and lifeless reflection stared back at her, dragging her even further down. The frilly, fairy-like, pink and blue dragonfly on her borrowed Tshirt just seemed.... sacrilege.... It should look that happy. She wished she could be that carefree right now.
A new song (Mirror, Mirror - M2M) came on the radio, definitely depressing. But the lyrics spoke of a girl who'd driven her lover away. Not appropriate at all.
Vibe lay back on the bed, staring at the clock/radio without really seeing it. She wasn't sure when or how long she fell asleep, but eventually she woke, oddly enough, to the same song playing again. As before, Vibe decided the tune was fine, but the lyrics just needed.... changing....
There was a little notepad on the nightstand. She sat up, and began searching for a pen. She stared at the blank sheet for several moments. A flash of color caught her eye; the sparkly dragonfly on her shirt. Life sure would be so much easier as a dragonfly....
Words began to mar the whiteness of the paper, eventually forming themselves into thoughts, and the thoughts into sentences. It was nearly three hours more before her head drooped, and the pen and paper slipped onto the bed......
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Watching the wind caress the trees
Skimming gently ‘cross a restless river
I see a sparkle on the breeze
A flash of color, silent wings that hover
Not a worry, n’er a heartbreak, not a single tear to cry,
What I wouldn’t give to be that carefree dragonfly
Dragonfly, save me from this pain
My tears just won’t stop fallin’, drownin’ out the rain
Dragonfly, can’t you feel this ache?
Don’t know how much more, don’t know how much more I can take
I wanna be a dragonfly
No heart to break, no tears to cry
I wanna be a dragonfly
No heart to break, no tears to cry |
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Dec 17, 2007 23:16:36 GMT -6
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>Vibe Thinks< ~ "Amp Speaks"
Profile Link Here
5 ~Physical Strength~ 5
8 ~Agility~ 8
15 ~ Mental Strength ~ 9
11 ~ Stealth ~ 14
12 ~ Senses ~ 12
7/8 ~ Mutated Strength/Control ~ 9/8
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