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I know it started off good but what happened?

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That came out of nowhere...

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Rory awoke almost too suddenly that he fell off the stool. After a moment, and the dizziness withdrew, He saw Flint standing their with a coke in hand and newspaper and cash on the counter. "Number 2 and these" The phrase had come back to him as what had woken him up in the first place. He managed to throw an embarrassed smile. "Sorry about that Flint." He said taking the money and pulling out the change. "Still can't get used to mornings it seems." He said back to Flint, though it was a more of a commentary to himself. He finished handing the change to flint and yawned as if it was trying to escape from his body.

He knew this town wasn't the most exciting anymore, or maybe he just didn't know where to look, but He needed a change of pace soon, because lately even he noticed his life was becoming too routine. After seeing Flint come in a few times wrapped in a lumberjacks outfit and smelling of pine and other earthly smells, sometimes he couldn't help but wonder what that felt like, cutting down a tree, being away from buildings and people for a time. //he never dwelled on that thought very much but it seemed to be harder to push out these days, as did most exciting things in other people's lives. That's when it hit him. He didn't really have any friends, or anyone he really cared about.

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Rory shifted a few times in his sleep before one eye begrudgingly opened, He wondered why he didn't just sleep at the gas station sometimes. As he fluttered his eyes open and closed, he shifted his weight and slowly sat up. Lucky for him it was a small town and everyone knew him so he didn't have to wear that tired old attendant uniform that always seemed dirty. He rustled around for something clean and then started his morning rituals of breakfast, shower and and some sort of reading. At this point news was scarce so he he had been trying to read a book, but these mornings seemed to disagree with this particular ritual.

After making it to the store, he unlocked and was glad there wasn't anyone already waiting for him. He open the register and made sure the store was open and ready to receive customers. *Today, I'm going to speak up.* be thought decidedly. He knew he needed to open up soon,and seeing as he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon, he wanted to stop alienating himself. He grabbed the stool behind the counter, sat and put his feet up and tried to imagine who might be his first customer, It was the only game that cured his boredom, besides what snack will they buy inside. As he sat there day dreaming about his stupid game, he felt himself nodding off..

Re-genesis: ERbF - Advent of Hope

Kalat did not like his new home as he was forced to call it, else he feel homesick. The way people bustled about grabbing and talking and shouting and moving in ways that seemed so familiar yet awkwardly different. His first order of business upon arriving had been securing a base from which to venture out and study. He had a found a shabby yet somewhat comfortable place up on a ledge that looked out over parts of the city. It was bearable because at night he could slip away without being seen. His second task had been to figure out which foods and drinks he could eat and which were tasty. After realizing there were too many to choose from he settled on a crumbling bread and and little round colorful orbs to which he think they were referred to as berries. It wasn't anything like the foods back home he often thought, but knowing his diet it might attract too much attention. After he had finally settled in and even blended in he decided he needed to find information, the most important being what were the portals and why did they appear t be sucking creatures and things from so many places. This wasn't home where he could simply demand or threaten for answers, he needed a new tactic to get people to talk.

After many days of failing he decided to combine threats with the darkness of the night. He had laid down during the busy day and closed his eyes, in a few hours he would wake to a much quieter and darker place, but fr his purposes he would just fly them to somewhere completely solitary. His eyes began to get drowsy and he turned to his side, in a few hours he would wake find a worthy culprit and extract the information anyway he could. That thought at least gave him some semblance of happiness as he drifted into a calm but short sleep.

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blasphemy!! all of you go eat cheetos this instant.

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The suspense for starting this Rp is eating me like a kid eats hot cheetos.

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I feel like we will all be besties by the time we start.

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for some reasons i thought you said prefect. Now I just realized I've been reading and watching too much Harry Potter

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I applaud your courageous attempt at mixing. :)