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Misplaced Lens Cap

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DEAR READER
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Xuebing Du
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Cosmic Funnies
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@helenapar-sna
Helena had this overwhelming need to walk. Anywhere. Everywhere. She couldn't pin point exactly where she was going but her legs sure did and that frightened her, even more so than discovering her abilities. She didn't want to think about it anymore but it was becoming difficult. Crossing her arms over her chest, regretting her choice of wear, she came to an immediate halt. When did she climb these stairs? She hadn't realized she rang the doorbell just before hearing it. "Oh God. Do I run?"
Eli had been sitting in front of his coffee table with a few sheets of paper with notes jotted down on them. Sticking his pen in his mouth he picked up two of the papers and looked them over again, when he heard someone at his door.
He got up to answer it, and as he opened the door he took the pen out of his mouth. His lips remained parted as he stared at Helena with surprise. “Hello,” he greeted warily. “Can I help you?”
Helena’s big brown and green eyes were like orbs as she gaped at the person that stood in front of her. “Oh God!” Her deep raspy voice managed to squeak. “I don’t, know why I’m.” She was at a loss of words. Just when things couldn’t get weirder. “I don’t know how I got here." Well, she did walk here but she didn't know how she got here. She winced as she felt a sharp pain in her head. She was momentarily set back to a time where at this very spot, or one familiar, she was given a fair sized box to. What was inside of it though? She breathed. “Um, can you um. From before um. Can you explain to me what you were trying to explain then?” She needed this for some reason and she didn’t know why.
Amnesia!Helena is yelling at me so bad but idc.
ehehehe
@eliprice-sna said: yes, he is home~
Helena is going to stop by okay? Okay.
@eliprice-sna said: do you mean places where they’ve hung out? coffee shops, one time he stumbled upon her trying to break into a store, she found him having a temper tantrum and flipping over cars with his power.
Yes yes exactly. Good times. Hmm. Oh they also been to each other's apartments. HMM. Will Eli be home now? I'm having...ideas. Where is the little baby?
@eliprice-sna said: yeah all my characters did lol. they’re not being affected anymore, though
Oh oh okay. Helena drank some & she's kind of in a doozy if that's a word idk I was feeling it. BUT yes I'm trying to think of all the places Eli & Helena have been because...of things.
Help me think please. </3
Bridgette Eli drank the water correcto?
Water Drinking Contest--No I'm kidding.
Helena: Drank the water. Her excuse "How else am I going to make tea?" Will right that up shortly.
William: Nope he's good. Forrrrr now? Dun dun dunNnNnNn.
Jesse: I don't even know where he is right now but I'm going to say...no? For all I know he could be helping these people NO I LIED RICO DON'T HURT ME but I mean seriously I think I have to put up lost posters or something.
Tristan: Ha-ha immune.
-nonchalantly places this here-
Tristan
Hopefully some magic will happen tomorrowrrowrrow on my part. YOU ALL ARE ALREADY MAGICIANS. Night pretty peoples.~
johnkilldeer-sna replied to your post: Jesse can help you with that mister John. ”..I sense…crudeness.”
-brings his thumb and pointer close together, an inch apart-
Jesse can help you with that mister John.
i love him Jacqueline~
same heeere. you could say he’s…above the Par.
Flipping fluck oh my goodness. I am so happyyyy. Yay acceptanceeeee. (':
New meat coming through. This fella goes by the name of Tristan Par. Yup. Another Par. You heard me. & he isn't from around here. Which makes him an exotic meat. Powers? None. Just your average 19 year old boy on 'business' here in Westfield. An outgoing, cheerful, energetic young boy. Sounds a bit different from your average Par? Perhaps maybe. He's currently staying in his own apartment, financed by himself, because he really REALLY can. Job? Well, since he's stable in the money department he doesn't really need one, although he doesn't mind having one, as long as you don't pay him. That's his condition. So. Love him or hate him?