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WARNING: UNAUTHORIZED ACCESS. REBOOTING SYSTEM IN 3.. 2..
they look upon us as lab rats, follow monsters in disguise, but have reblog they ever stopped and consider like that maybe they are monsters too? bio & approach
SYSTEM REBOOTED. CLONE 10629 IS ESCAPING. EXTERMINATE AT ALL COST.
During the winter of my 22nd year, I received a letter... from my future self.
Miss Verna Tan ❝ To the me who is in second year of her medical studies, have you been well? Are you still spontaneous as I used to be? I am writing this to you from five years in the future. If you are wondering why I'm writing to you at this time, it's because I have something no matter what, that I need to ask of you— ❞
And the day that I read the letter from my future self, it changed me and the parallel future that I was in.
i.
Blue-bird wings I painted for you once reflect our love seen through my eyes now proof of my de-oxidized blood.
ii.
My lungs collapsing my face now mimicking my feathers shading scheme. You called it kissing I call it filling me with the tar which was your stagnant soul.
iii.
I'd long for my last breath to be an act of futility, inhaling warm waters of surrender rather than have these thorns penetrate my heart so intensely my soul cries in agony.
My pleas my prayers granted.
"You look a little lost, can I be of assistance?"
—— Being lost in both, thoughts and directions are daily occurrences to Verna. Too engrossed by her reveries, she unconsciously wanders around aimlessly until her limbs gave out that she needed to rest for a while, that is where she gains consciousness into reality again and whenever she does, she always end up in odd or unfamiliar places; luckily, someone approached her—pursing her lips into a thin line, she nods to the stranger.
"I wasn’t aware that Goddesses existed."
—— Verna emits a soft chuckle that escaped her pale lips, the female was aware of what the boy was talking about but decided to take another route on his statement. “Goddesses do exists—they exists in flowers, rivers and sky. Anyway, how have you been Mr. Kim?”
I’m not very good at putting my feelings into words. That’s why people misunderstand me.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood.
(via shvnwoo)
He watched as the other prepared the meat on the grill, arms folded on the edge of the table, eyes staring intently at the slightly pink meat cooking.
“— It smells good.”
A subtle smile formed onto her lips — she rarely cooks (or grill) and when she does, no one notices it anyway — as she tilted her head to his direction, a self-satisfied smile plastered on her face.
"Wait until you taste it, it's even better!"
❝ — With Fall just around the corner, the dark figure began to dress in layers- which was basically a dark sweater over his dark suit. He promised to meet right in the center of the park for his sister, Sunyoung as she wanted to take him out shopping for something that wasn’t a suit. Minho didn’t have the heart to decline, nothing to counter that pleading puppy-pout look she’d always give him if she didn’t get what she want. Honestly it was at times like these where he felt more like a father figure rather than a brother considering that there was no actual adult figure under the Erebus household. Wordlessly making a face at the thought, he stumbles upon an empty set of checkers over a small table top. Just to pass the time, he indulged himself in an intense game… with himself.
—— Despite the her odd actions crowds do make her anxious, so she chose the less busy streets to venture down, but that didn't give her lee-way of not running into people. It’s a good day (except for the fact that she just lost her way and ended up in an odd park), she reminded to herself despite it being failed optimism. Especially when she felt herself brush shoulders with someone or probably just them in general due to her short height (but truth be told. it was her fault, she was just too engrossed with her thoughts). Sighing, she furrowed her brows and bowed in apology.
❝ —— is anyone interested to rent a room in my house, my house feels lonely without me; it has a swimming pool and a fish pond too!
i.
Four months had passed since the shooting. The hospital had been reopened for business and they were all slowly getting into the rhythm of being at work again. Verna's brother had to replaced the chief of staff and things seemed to be falling back into place except for her, she had spent the last few months in the psych ward upstairs. Her paranoia had become overwhelming and the shooting had shattered her frail sanity.
[ oc - literate - 18+ ]
I am bits of diamonds cascading inside a crystal bowl, molding into a steep slope of marbles in an hourglass then, finally settling down as boulders crushing your every breath.
A porcelain embrace. Soothing. An entrapment. A noose around your life. Swift. An encampment. Or an oar lifting you from undercurrent. Persisting. A deliverance.
Yes, what I am is what you will let me be earth child, but listen carefully to my heart crashing against your head: you could slip in momentarily but do not sleep, do not sleep underneath my waves eternally.
—— The dark haired female tried to get up and move around again, after a quick seating on a bench in the area, having wandered into an unfamiliar place again, she had almost forgotten about her injured leg still healing and was now currently struggling to stay balanced on her heels (why did she even wore those heels instead of flats?). It went okay, somehow, until she managed to trip and fall onto the ground with a small shriek and mutters of cursing — a contrast to the soft tone they are stated with but that’s no indicator that she means it any less; after all, everything that slips pasts her lips are softly spoken most of the time — leaving her lips.
headcanon
i. what they smell like: unlike others, verna doesn't use her perfume (elizabeth arden's green tea) very often however, her body wash is more than enough to become one as it gives off a lavender scent.
ii. how they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc): since verna is a part-time medical technologist (who spends her weekends at the lab with different microorganisms) that requires her to go nocturnal at times and a second year pre-medical student (in which nocturnal is an understatement), sleep has become a luxury for her. she sleeps at the right side of her bed, with a pillow tucked between her legs; verna is a heavy sleeper, often times, when she takes a train or a bus she misses her said location due to her heavy sleeping.
iii. what music they enjoy: she enjoys any kind of genre but a traditional chinese music (instrumental or not) and piano tracks would definitely be on her daily playlist.
iv. how much time they spend getting ready every morning: verna is groggy every morning and it takes her more than two (2) hours to get ready in the morning; she spends an hour swimming and playing with the fishes, another hour to eat and prep herself for school or work and spends the remaining minutes of her time to take a short nap.
v. their favorite thing to collect: she collects different kinds of flowers and fishes; the fishes are often set free to their natural habitat if she feels the need to do it.
vi. left or right-handed: orginally, right-handed but she learned how to use both in any tasks given to her.
vii. religion if any?: none.
viii. favourite sport: swimming.
ix. favourite thing to do when traveling: traveling would never be complete for her if she hasn't visit the beach/river and something that has got to do with flowers and fishes.
x. favourite kind of weather: cold, rainy weather is the best for verna, it gives her a sense of tranquility.
xi. a weird/obscure fear they have: verna is known for her love of water but no one knows (except her psychiatrist) that she fears the water just as much as she loves it. it was because of a recurring dream that haunted her for years (and still is), a dream of a blurry maiden trying to grasp something as she struggles to breath as the salty waters bury her. (it was also hinted in her dreams that the drowning maiden was accompanied by another maiden who might be the cause of her drowning, and verna doesn't know who she was among the two maidens.)
xii. the carnival/arcade game they always win without fail: she has never failed to get something at a claw crane.
RP scene and AU prompt list - send one and I will write a starter for our characters
Cafe: our characters meet in a coffee shop
Learn: your character teaching mine something
Teach: my character teaching yours something
Ding dong: my character visiting yours
Fuss: our characters arguing about something
Allies: our characters fighting something together
Enemies: our characters fighting each other
Confess: my character confesses something to yours
Advice: my character coming to yours for advice
Mystery: our characters solving a mystery together
Sick: my character nursing yours back to health
Wild card: any scene of requester's choosing, mix or match
*AUs: (specify your character's role when when requesting AUs)
High school AU: our characters in high school
Western AU: our characters in the old West
Fairy tale AU: our characters in a fairy tale
Science fiction AU: our characters in the future
Cop movie AU: our characters are partners on the force
Zombie AU: our characters in a zombie apocalypse
Gangster AU: our characters in a gangster movie setting
Mirror AU: characters swap personalities (either to opposite personality or with each other)
Wild card AU: requester chooses any setting, mix or match
shoreline
The untainted sea, with the fresh breeze, imposing a rhythm, in the midst of the chaos, emerging from the mind, drowning me into the peace, instilling me with easiness, making me to get back, to feel the presence of me, limitless and immortal, of the beginnings and endings.
