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RangerGirl3373 is not online. RangerGirl3373
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16 Aug 2015 01:09 PM
[Requesting Data] ...

April 18th, 2013 ||| DMC: Clinic 001, Boston

[Name] Ender Riley Watson
[Gender] Male
[Age] Sixteen

[Requesting Medical Records] ...

L O A D I N G
[] L O A D I N G
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{~•~} PAST {~•~}

The computer does not load fast, and the doctor predicts that there is server issues. His voice is a high-pitched squeak that drills through your already aching head. You shiver; the room is cold, and the clinic does not offer you more than paper thin nursing garb. There is no blanket, and you begin to grow weary. Your eyes dart from spotted tile to spotted tile, but even this 'exercise' does little to keep you awake.

You begin to drift away, memories of your last sixteen years swirling and dancing through your head. You desperately reach for one--

Which do you choose to focus on?
You are two years old, and spend your days with your mother, a preschool teacher.
You are five years old, and it is your first day of kindergarten.
You are seven years old, and it is the winter before a storm.
You are nine years old, and you are in your after-school daycare.
You are eleven years old, and spending a summer in Cape Cod.
You are thirteen years old, and at the doctor's office.
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PawzKat is not online. PawzKat
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16 Aug 2015 01:12 PM
In desperation, the brunette's weary mind focuses on when he was five years old, and about to encounter the beginning of his school career. He isn't quite sure why he chose such a fact, only that he did because it was there.
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16 Aug 2015 01:44 PM
The aching in your head intensifies, until the pulsating pain seems to drift from your head into the very air around you. Sweat has begun to bead your forehead despite the cold, but the doctor was not seem to notice.

The pain in your head fades as you latch onto the memory of your first day of kindergarten. You are five, and a healthy young boy. It is 2002.

You remember this day with some clarity, as your older brother had played a mean trick on you: he convinced you to come to school wearing one of his old Halloween costumes. While the majority of kids did not care, you had the vague idea that this was not the best action-- this, of course, was quickly dismissed.

Your memory is fuzzy, and you struggle to remember who brought you to school. It was important, right? It could have been any person in your household, including your fifteen year old brother and seventeen year old sister. Who was it?

The classroom is large and colorful; even in a memory, the colors cause your eyes to ache and pain to flash like lightening. Somehow, your physical body feels it while your child self moves to explore the room.

"Ender!" Your transportation called out.
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16 Aug 2015 01:48 PM
The five-year old Ender glances up, momentarily distracted. There are thoughts spinning within his mind, thoughts that are more than just his. Dimly, some part of him is aware of the fact that he is not one person, but two; past and present. However, he is having trouble discerning from now and then, and so gives in. Wordlessly, he hurries after his transporter, his dark gaze glancing up at the face of his seventeen year old sister.
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16 Aug 2015 01:58 PM
"Did you forget something?" your sister asked with a toothy smile on her face. Her arms open wide, as if asking for a hug, and she kneels on the ground. "Come on, End, this could be the only hug you get today!"

Your sister had a weird fascination with you, before she moved out to college. You were twelve years her junior, and born to an entirely different father than herself. As you got older, you realized she considered you to be a novelty more often than not.

A boy stands behind her, one you do not entirely recognize. He had earlier claimed to be her boyfriend, and you are not sure if you trust him. On the ride to school, he had sat next to you, and questioned you about your costume in a tone only mean adults use. He even snickered as your sister asked for a hug.
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16 Aug 2015 02:02 PM
Ender glanced at his half-sister, his dark eyes alight with adoration. Young as he was, he loved being fussed over. With a grin that matched her own, the child toddled into the arms of his sister, and hugged her in return. "No, I'm good." He responded in turn. This day was off to a good start. Well, except for one thing.

His sister's boyfriend. He didn't quite grasp the concept of what a boyfriend was yet, though End assumed, from the context, that the guy was close to his sister. But the brunette felt uneasy about the stranger. He was mean. And his sister was nice. So why would a mean boy hang out with her?
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16 Aug 2015 02:17 PM
"Riley," the boy questioned as she leaned down for a hug. Your sister planted a kiss on your dark hair, before gently pushing you towards the room.

"Riley?"

Your sister gave you a small wave, informing you that she would pick you up later. As she walked toward the boy you could only understand as mean, she wound her arm around his own. She turned once again to smile at you.
"Bye, End!"

"Riley," her boyfriend growled.

It was strange that they were close. Not only was he mean, he was angry! There was no possible explanation your young mind could think of. When you asked after school, she simply stated that he was cute.

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Now you are left to your own means. An adult sits in the corner of the room, her head resting against a crooked bookshelf. In her hands, is an unopened book. You cannot see the cover. In the opposite corner, is a group of girls with orange ribbons in their hair, and actions figures in their hands. They are playing with a doll house taller than them. Next to it, is a replica of the bat cave-- that is taken over by the youngest of the girls. In the middle of the room is a large circular table-- a group of children has claimed a few chairs and are colouring. Finally, just a few feet away from you, are a group of girls and boys. They are playing with cardboard bricks, and building something.
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16 Aug 2015 02:25 PM
The brunette savored the warm moments in the embrace of his sister. He felt safe, warm, comforted by her hug. If only it could last forever. But alas, the moment was over before Ender knew it. When the duo began to walk away, the five year old waved enthusiastically after his sister. However, he quieted down at the tone of the stranger. 'He's not good to her,' End thought to himself, the thought seemingly cropping up from nowhere. The guy gave him the jitters, no doubt about it. Why would Riley hang around such a guy?

Ender's dark gaze travels about the room, noting the various activities he could partake in. There were a lot of choices, and to him, they all seemed favorable. Color or build? Imagine or read? After thinking for a seconds, he wandered over to where the woman was, by the bookshelf. However, he wasn't quite sure what to say, and so just stared meaningfully at the woman.
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16 Aug 2015 02:45 PM
((Stares at the teacher like a stalker. Good choice.))

You never can remember her boyfriend's name; it is a shame, as he caused some trouble for both you and your sister later in life.

The teacher does not seem to notice you at first, and as she does, she seems a bit disgusted. Her 'hello' is spoken in a rather rude tone, and she coughs before repeating herself in a more pleasant manner.

"Hey, sweetie," she says as she leans forward. "Do you need something?"

She seems to be put off by your choice of clothing. Did you come to school as a dragon?

((My replies may slow down from now. I'm getting a headache and I need to make lunch.))
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16 Aug 2015 02:50 PM
(( You know it. ))

Ender beams at the woman, though is a bit discouraged by her initial introduction. Was she a mean person like Riley's boyfriend? He hoped not. Sitting down in front of her, the brunette glances towards the bookshelf. "Do you think you could read something?" He asked her. Realizing he had forgotten his manners, the child amended his statement by adding on. "Please." While Ender knew the basics of reading himself, quite a few of the complicated words still tripped him up. As he awaited an answer, the child reached up and proudly adjusted the lime green squid hat that was threatening to fall off of his head. It was a few sizes too big, and as a result needed to be adjusted frequently. The cap matches the rest of his ensemble, which was the bottom half of the bright squid costume.

(( And alright, take your time. Rest up - I hope your headache gets better! ))
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16 Aug 2015 04:07 PM
Your second self remembers that this teacher -- a Ms. O'Brian, if you remember correctly-- was the bane of your kindergarten existence. She kept you guessing, and the rules she had for the classroom always seemed to change so you would get into the perfect amount of trouble. Sometimes, you would come home with your head spinning and tears streaming down your pudgy cheeks.

At the moment, though, your teacher is shaking her head. Her lips purse, and she leans just a tad father. Manicured fingers grasped the felt fabric of your cap, and it is pulled off your head. It leaves your hair as a static mess.

"No can-do, sweetie. Reading time is much-much later when the big hand is on twelve and the little is on one. Okay?"

She does not address that she had just removed your hat. Instead, she leans back into her chair, and smiles sweetly.
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16 Aug 2015 04:12 PM
Ender frowns. Why had she taken his hat? He wasn't all that bothered by her telling him that there would be a story later. But his squid hat, why had she taken it? Moving forward, the brunette is smart enough not to grab the hat from her claw-like fingers. That would be a no-go. So instead he rearrange his face to match Ms. O'Brian's sweet smile, as if copying her. "Can I have my hat back, please?" The child asks, still in a state of confusion.
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16 Aug 2015 06:55 PM
Your teacher shakes her head, tightening her grip on your costume cap before rolling it into a ball.

"Your hat is inappropriate."

Her words were spoken slowly, and far too close to being slurred. The tone was bitter.

"Do you know what that means, sweetie?"

((Can I just apologize for my terrible writing style? I am having trouble perfecting the tone, which messes up the wording."
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16 Aug 2015 07:27 PM
Ender looked on in dismay as she crumpled up his precious hat. His brother had given that to him to wear! "It's not inappropriate," the brunette replied. His dark eyes were filling with tears that threatened to spill over his lids. He wanted his hat back. "Pleeeeease," he said, drawing out the word. "It's special to me."

[ naw, it's great! c: ]
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16 Aug 2015 07:37 PM
"Sorry, hon, but hats are against school policy." Her smile now seemed forced. "I will give the hat back to whoever picks you up today, okay?"

You can tell that she is growing irritated with you, but you continue to drawl out your requests. Your voice is shifting into a whine that is far too loud to come out of your small mouth. Pain once again lightnings through your memory: the colors seem to grow brighter, and the noise grows louder. There is some sort of static in your mind.

You do not wake up from your daze. Instead, your child self is left to deal with a cracking memory.

((Yay.))
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16 Aug 2015 07:42 PM
End wanted to continue pouting, however some mature part of him was aware it wouldn't work. A compromise, then. He could settle for that. "What if I were to just carry my hat around?" He asked the woman, mostly oblivious of her souring mood. "I won't put it on, promise." The brunette thought he could still reason with her, using a tactic that sounded very grown-up to him.

When the static starts up, Ender winces, not sure what is happening.
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16 Aug 2015 07:55 PM
It appears as if the teacher is disagreeing with you, but you can no longer hear her. The static has grown far too loud, and is only breached by the screeching, crackling noises of the children around you. It is almost monstrous.

Your surroundings continue to grow brighter, until focusing even on a single color causing your eyes to ache and burn.

This was not part of your memory; you know this for a fact, and you are confused. Your memory continues to crack and disintegrate, all the while you remain in your unconscious state.
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16 Aug 2015 07:59 PM
Ender's eyes widen. The child-him isn't aware of what is happening, and therefore it strikes a chord of terror within his heart. Even the teen-him, who is mindful of what is happening isn't all that sure about these circumstances. Torn between crying and well, crying, the male gives in to the static.
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16 Aug 2015 08:11 PM
How can a memory crumble? The pain grows into agony, and you are positive that your mind cannot contain this hell for long. It is slipping through the cracks of unconsciousness, and spreading until every nerve of your body feels as if it were on fire. Still, despite the spreading pain, you are positive the ache is focused entirely in your head.

Your memory ends, your state of unconsciousness shattering. You awake with a gasp . . .

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The computer does not load fast, and the doctor predicts that there is server issues. His voice is a high-pitched squeak that drills through your already aching head. You shiver; the room is cold, and the clinic does not offer you more than paper thin nursing garb. There is no blanket, and you begin to grow weary. Your eyes dart from spotted tile to spotted tile, but even this 'exercise' does little to keep you awake.

Before you can drift once again into unconsciousness, the doctor comes into view. His voice is nothing more than a squeak, and even that is dimming. The static continues, though it no longer grows to a deafening volume.

His hands are moving sporadically. You cannot track the movements.
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16 Aug 2015 08:19 PM
Ender gasps at the pain, at the streak of lightning that is writhing within the cells of his brain. If leeches could drill right through one's skin and into the skull, he was sure this would be what it felt like. Painful. More than painful.

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He wakes up, only to discover that the state of the 'real world' isn't all that much better. The brunette just wants to curl into a ball on the tiled floor and seek warmth. He was cold and tired - a combo that didn't work well together. But alas, Ender couldn't seem to stay away. As the moments passed his eyelids only proceeded to grow heavier, as if they were laden with weight. When he can resist no more, the teenager falls back into the abyss.
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16 Aug 2015 08:23 PM
Once again, you begin to drift through the world of memories. You can latch onto one.

((Of the previous, please. I do not feel like copying them.))
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16 Aug 2015 08:26 PM
Ender's frazzled mind hooks onto the memory of his eleventh year, when he spent a summer in Cape Cod.
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16 Aug 2015 08:28 PM
((KK. I will post for you in the morning. Got to work now.))
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16 Aug 2015 08:31 PM
Okay, sounds good. (: //
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17 Aug 2015 01:18 PM
That summer was miserable. There were a few interesting events-- for one, you were nearly eaten by a shark!-- but there was often trouble between you and your hosts.

You were not staying with family, but a rather with your neighbors. Oh, your mother would preach to heaven and hell that they were as close as any real family, but you knew the truth. You were in a silent war with their twins, and arch-enemies with their son: Nicholas.

Do you remember him?
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