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ROUND ROBIN!!!!!!!! All right people!!!! Get your little fingers glued to that keyboard, 'cause we are starting a round robin story!!!!!! Here goes!!!!
I cannot remember a time before this. It seems like a different world, hidden by brambles and thickets, which memory cannot penetrate. At night, when I lie awake on the stone floor, I wonder if that time before ever happened. I watch the moonlight swirl in through the cold prison bars, and I wonder.
I wonder if there ever was a time when I marched down the streets, singing out the songs of freedom. I wonder if it ever happened, that day I stood so high on the crates, flag fluttering above my head. I wonder if I ever really saw that young man's speech, if I ever really yelled and chanted with the crowd. I wonder...I wonder if I really shattered windows, smashed doors. Did it ever happen, the beat of the drums? Did it? I wonder.
*By the way, this is copyrighted by me, and I already have a story written for it, I just wanted to see how we could make it as a group, so nobody better take ANYBODY else's work and put it under one name!!! It's all ours!! OURS! Together!!!
submitted by Kit Kat
(June 8, 2009 - 7:15 pm)
(June 8, 2009 - 7:15 pm)
"Sis? What? But... how... why... That's impossible!" I couldn't help but stutter. This man was related to me?!
"Impossible? How? I'm right here, aren't I? Now if you be quiet, I'll tell you why you're here. I can also tell you your name."
My name... I could hardly breathe for joy. This Geoffrey, this young man, he knew my name. I couldn't believe it, I didn't believe it. How could this happen? "Tell me everything, now, please!" I demanded. I didn't care if it was all a lie, I just wanted something, true or not, to believe, to trust in. I wanted a name, even if it wasn't really mine.
"All right. Now listen here." And he began to tell my story.
Apparently, he was my half-brother. I was sixteen and he was eighteen. My name was Katarina Zebowstin. Our father (Pablo) was a wealthy lawyer, and Geoff's (he asked me to call him that) mother (Harrietta) had died long ago. Our father remarried, and his new wife (Alyssa) gave birth to me. My parents were part of a secret organization called Harfident (who's special identification mark was our tatoo - I'm not sure where the name came from - didn't ask), which was, apparently, trying to stop the Parzakle (not sure what that name means either, but it's the scientific organization that imprisoned me, which they did to see how I'd react and adapt to losing my memory) from kidnapping more innocent people in the name of science. So far, it wasn't working well. There were currently more than 500,000 people here. At this point, I asked whether he'd come to rescue them and me, but he said there were too many, so only I was going with him when he escaped.
"And just how will we get out, anyway?"
"Our family's coming right now. There on their way. Hear them?" Suddenly, I did hear footsteps. They were coming towards us.
(July 4, 2009 - 9:49 pm)
The footsteps came nearer and nearer until they got to our door, but skipped right past and tapped 42 times on his door. Then our door opened and a shaggy face peeked in. I guessed it was the mumbler. "Hi my darling grandaughter, my how tall you've grown". "Grandpa? Wait, Grandpa! You were here all this time and did not let me out!!!
" Darling, you never asked."
" I am going to kill you"
"Wait," He said " I could not let you out because I did not remember who I was. My memories were tooken away before I was captured, only to be regained by a sertain key sound. Your memories were taken away by the scientific comunity so we don't know the certain something, but I am willing to go to the end of the world to get it. Or just threaten to kill some scientists."
" Me too" Said A man who Geo said was my dad
(July 5, 2009 - 7:06 pm)
Hey! Can this whole thing be a hoax? I mean, can they all really be the scientists with some evil plan who decided to trick her for some reason or other? And maybe at the end, she finds her real family.
(July 6, 2009 - 10:33 pm)
Good idea, maybe they want to test products on her, but when they tried it before she almost killed them all so they send her " family" to tell her to do it.
(July 7, 2009 - 9:12 am)
I narrowed my eyes. "How do I know your my real family?"
"Alanna!" my "dad" spoke sharply "We have the same tatoos! Of course we are related! The "tattoos" are actually birthmarks. You were born with it, you brother was born with it, I was born with it... Everyone in our family was! It shows our destiny." I was still suspicious."You little brother will be born with it!"
"Wait, my little brother?"
"Yes. Your mother's son-to-be. The brother of you. You half-brother's half-brother. Get it? Your husband was born with the mark, to."
"My what!!!" I cried. "I have a what!!"
"Your husband! Your 17 tomorrow, Alanna! You'll be married one year in August. We marry very young here. You remember Brian..." He saw my incredulous eyes. "...You don't, do you.." I shook my head. "Well, your about to meet him again. He's in this cell fight here." He taped a code and the cell door lifted. From out of the shadowy depths came a tall, sandy haired man. He looked about 18. He had shaggy light-brown hair, a sweet smile, and startling blue eyes.
"Umm, Brian?" I stepped hesitantly into the cell.
"Lanna!" he cried and rushed towards me. I gasped....
(July 13, 2009 - 11:04 am)
Ooops! "fight here" is supposed to be "right here." :D :D
(July 13, 2009 - 5:04 pm)
"If the mark shows you're related to me, how can my husband have it?" I asked. "No one can marry their relative! Everyone knows that - even me!"
(July 29, 2009 - 12:18 pm)
To the top!
(July 29, 2009 - 12:18 pm)