| Ballad of the broken man; An old man a familar face one last chance at redemption. | |
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| Master Anthony | Jan 6 2011, 02:52 AM Post #1 |
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The wandering dreamer
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Darkness... ????: My eyes open once again. The darkness greets me once again. Rising up from my bed my back so sore... *Rises up from the bed and goes to the bathroom the running water of the shower starts up* ????2: *Tv turned on* World war 3 is in full swing today world leaders still in debate on how to deal with China's sudden assault on the united states killing 34 million people in their first assault most american solders. *Is switched off* ????: Bah let the world burn I'm done. *shuffles off to the kitchen coughing badly withered hands reach for an inhaler and takes a deep breath before it's dropped to the floor* Why do I keep taking this? Why do I keep tempting the reaper? 82 years I've been taunting him I should have gone a long time ago. As the bitter old man grabs his cane and leaves the house a small figure watches him leave from the window this tiny creature a little cat doll watches it's master leave once more. It's body thread bare and covered in patches sighs as he limps down the street. On it's collar faded from the many years are two letters. Ai |
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| Master Anthony | Jan 6 2011, 03:08 AM Post #2 |
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The wandering dreamer
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Ai: *from the fog covered window she slowly crawls down her tiny body lands with a thump on the floor.* Wonder what's on TV today. *her tiny legs carry her across the floor years have rubbed the pads on her feet away revealing the soft padding inside at one time now tied off to keep the padding from falling out. the yellow birthmark on her cheek now a patch of yellow she crafted herself as she stops climbs onto the couch and turns it on her tail triple stiched so tightly that she can't wag it but keep it on her frail body twitches as cartoons start up.* This little doll due the powerful machines of the future became a reality many years ago it was the last gift the old man recived before he was broken. ????: *enters a small shop as the snow falls gently down the sign outside reads dream co in faded golden letters.* Alright since I'm still kicking today lets get to work. *ties on an apron and reaches under the counter placing a white cap with a blue rim and a black marker N on it as he opens the shop* An hour later the shop is bursting with children and even adults of all ages the old man works tirelessly all his aches and pains left far behind as he passes out pack after pack of valued playing cards the only thing that was keeping him going the game he created himself Blast off was what kept him afloat an out of bed each day. Kid: Hey Tony want to duel? Anthony: *Shuffling his personal deck* I don't know Brandon you think you can take on your great grandpa's greatest foe? Brandon: *laughs* My great grand dad taught me many things how to beat you was one of them. Anthony: Funny I remember teaching him actually. And so a great card game begins between the long time rivals the entire store stops to watch this epic battle. Anthony: alright boy lets begin. *places down a card that looked just like he imagined himself so many years ago a muscular dotogo with spiky hair and the ears and tail of a hedgehog on his head the orginal version of the fake he now dawned on his head lost to the ages the hat decayed and disappeared. his old outfit the memories flowedi nto his mind as his card brought to life by a holographic dispaly flexed his left arm on it a brilliant tattoo of Soulana the queen of Dragons in her purist form.* heh heh your in trouble now boy. Brandon: Ah what you still have that card? No matter I won't give up yet! Edited by Anthony, Jan 6 2011, 03:51 AM.
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| Master Anthony | Jan 6 2011, 03:21 AM Post #3 |
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The wandering dreamer
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Waiting for the child to begin Anthony looked over his best cards each card dawned the apperance of his closest friends. Brandon: Okay I chose Mew 32 as my Deck master! *A pokemon from the latest season number 29 bursts out of the card the decesdent of Mewtwo and one of Anthony's personal creations.* Anthony: Ah I see your dad gave you his best card. Brandon: Yep said I was old enough to handle it now. *smirks at Anthony his Teal eyes and fiery red hair reminded him once more of his youth.* Anthony: Right then I won't put his memory to shame. *slams down a card and Anthony's younger self is equiped with the legendary Destiny lock Keyblade in his day copyrights refused to let him call it that but now that he was an old man and the series long forgotten it was his to call his own.* Brandon startled by this turn of events quickly looks through his cards. Brandon: Yes I play Vampire temptress! *The young Anthony gulps as a familar woman emerges from the card it was the female form of one of his dear friends a vampire and a very powerful one her name was Blood. Anthony: Ah fighting dirty eh? *slams down a card and a whimiscal jester with a coyote's tail bursts from the new card it gives blood a present that once opened hits her with a spring loaded punch that knocks her off the hologrid* Brandon: Hey no fair that card's illiegal! Anthony: My shop kid sides you know me better then that only way to stop vampire is with a stake or Max the jester card. Brandon: Stupid card fine lets move on. an hour later the battle draws to a close and Brandon the victor runs off with his 5 new card packs leaving the old man to clean up the mess of the day alone as the crowd leaves. Thinking back to the battle Anthony had two cards that would have seized the day. The first was of his lover Kaede so many years ago her magical powers would have defeated Brandon the second was a card of Pink Rose a very dear friend of his her mighty hammer would have stopped him but he decided to let the boy win after all a victory now would make him cocky next time and he clean him out. Old he may be but he was still as sharp as ever. |
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| Master Anthony | Jan 6 2011, 03:34 AM Post #4 |
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The wandering dreamer
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The snow fell daintly down as he looked over the rest of his cards of the friends that did come into play that day. Rage dispite his name he was the gentlist soul he ever knew kind timid and had a heart of gold. Ulthor a mighty bounty hunter with the greatest power in the universe he fights daily to keep his immense power under control but was a sweet man. Petia the immortal child her curiosity and playfulness could melt the coldest of hearts. Then came Max he had used one of his cards today but he looked at the one of his favorites Max the Mu a being of pure energy an immortal playboy and the only man with the imagnation to match Anthony's. Then came his own creations. Chad the chopper Mega "da man" Dias. Jack Dias sharp shoot ace and Charlie "Chaos" Rogers. The lost boys of home town but that was a long time ago sadly more then 80 these people were dead and gone every last one. Anthony: Just a bunch of stories. Days years wasted on a dream that would never come true! *He slams the cards back into his case and leans on his cane that rant had given him a nasty headache.* the sun was going down as he entered his home Ai squeaks in fear and turns off the TV fleeing from the room and out of sight before she is seen. Anthony sits down puts his feet up and sighs. Anthony: Bring up internet archives Vampire hedgehogs years 2009 to 2013 *a digital screen beeps and brings up the info he needs.* Bring up uh... oh yeah Before the dawn. *The screen beeps again and there it was the final Role playing adventure he wrote with his friends and the most tragic. Each of them with increase of fights and problems of their lives finally are reluctantly agreed to make one final RP. Those that wanted out sooner killed off their characters and were never heard from again in the end only Kaede and Anthony remained the story ended with him kissing her cold cheek from the bitter war they had fought and marched on alone forever. |
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| Master Anthony | Jan 6 2011, 03:48 AM Post #5 |
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The wandering dreamer
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Who would have thought a simple story would foreshadow their entire lives. Each died in the order they left the story in order from first to last they only lasted 3 years without each other and he in his depression over dosed on sleeping pills and alchol hoping to end it himself. But Anthony was saved by a team of doctors his mind forever altered from the overdose of chemicals it enhanced it in a perverted way suddenly every thought he had he could see in his mind as clear as a picture reality and fantasy blended seemlessly together. The nightmares of his friend's deaths the rps the stories all of it rushing into his head. The screams... oh the screams they won't stop no couldn't stop coming. regrets pain anguish fear... everything and more they wouldn't leave him be. He only found peace from the voices in his head in his sleep. Once field with the things he loved there was now only darkness calming soothing darkness and he let it take him. Soon his bright home was filled only with darkness the darker the better the voices didn't come when there was no light. years after that he hid away watching the world around him oh what a fool he had been. With his mind now clear he learned his friends had not died they had moved on to happy and wonderful lives. Blood started the business twin tales from their stories making his dreams a reality. Rage married Petia his little sister (By bond) and had many children together she was still as playful as ever. Ulthor his passion of being a mercenary in the rps became his passion in reality when he got his own TV show reruns were still played to this day of them. Pink her sexy body and wonderful drawings catapulted her to the top of the art world with her husband Nightmare. Kaede never got married she started her own business of making dolls and beautiful artwork waiting for Anthony to show up she died waiting this is what broke the broken man she was 28 when she died on the day he finally got out of mental hospital to cure is his psychoious that cost him so many years of his life. with her dead he never forgave himself he kept himself alive out of punishement to himself for breaking his promise to be with her. The others had forgotten about each other and in the end only the bitter old man remained broken, broken... broken to the end. ????: I think that's quite enough. The old man jumped a bit and gasped in horror. Standing before him was the reaper. ????2: you have come for me at last I see. ????: Hardly. *he moves past him and scoops up Ai* I came for her. ????2: Her? *looks her over* Ai... your still here? The tiny Doll burrowed her face into the reaper's arm even death had been kinder to her at this point. Death: Indeed she never left she has watched over you all these years and I have come for her. I shall return for you soon enough. The reaper left vanishing into the fog that now flowed through the room. The old man leaned back in his chair then stood up. ????2: Then I just enough time then. Putting on his coat and hat he left the house hobbling down the street. The fog rolled in around him and while people passed right next to him he could barely hear them his time was indeed up. He marched himself to the graveyard nearby and up to Kaede's grave she was just down the street all these years. He dropped his cane and fell to his knees before the grave. A spirit rose from the grave and a smile came to his old face. Kaede: You have finally come. ????2: I have I'm sorry it took so long. She shook her head. Kaede: I understand better then any and now your time is up as well. ????2: I was a fool wasn't I? I let everything slip away from me everything that was important even Ai. I didn't even know... she was there. *he sobs* I love her just like you I... he wept on her grave as she rubbed his head. Kaede: Have peace now it's all said and done. *lifts his chin up* Don't torture yourself anymore this was never your fault. Time flows and people move on and because I died waiting for you doesn't mean you are a failure. ????2: You forgive me? Kaede: I never blamed you in the first place. *Kisses his forehead* Now there is still some time before the reaper arrives make things right. ????2: I will my love... I will. Leaving his cane behind the old man walked home. He was found dead the next morning on the counter was a deed to his shop in brandon's name clutched in his hand was Ai's body the police found a similar doll a brand new one with a beautiful bow around her neck trying to revive the old man when they arrived. He was placed next to his love and the doll found it's way to Ulthor who gave her to his own great granddaughter. The old man's journy finally came to an end or rather... ????: *rises from the grave in his younger dotogo state and a body appears around him as his beloved hate appears on his head.* you coming? Kaede: *comes out of her grave as a body appears around her in her young dotogo cat state holding a staff* Yep I'm ready Anthony! Anthony: Come on there are countless worlds out there to explore. *cracks his neck* I should have died years ago! Kaede: *laughs* It's liberating isn't it? Anthony: *takes her hand* Lets go the multiverse is ours! Kaede: Yeah lets do it! With that the immortally young lovers took to the stars his sins left in that old house which vanished upon his death. What ever became of them? only the stars know. Edited by Anthony, Jan 19 2014, 01:45 PM.
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