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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 0:23:05 GMT -5
Hana hopped onto one of the bar stools at the Allure, getting a lot of weird stares thrown at her. Her smile was wide and creepy, just like it normally was, as she sat her puppets on top of the bar. The bartender stopped and looked at her oddly.
“Miss?” he asked. “Where are your parents?”
Hana simply pointed to the puppets. “Right here, mister. Can you get me some apple juice?” she asked innocently. She paused for a moment, looking down at her puppets. “Oh, and some water for them, they said they're thirsty.”
The bartender gave another worried glance at her before sighing and going off the get her desired drinks. He came back, and sat down a glass of apple juice and a glass of water. “Thank you mister!” she said. He gave her an awkward smile, walking off to talk to someone else. Hana merrily took a sip of her juice and enjoyed herself.
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Post by Leanna Cross on May 29, 2010 0:24:24 GMT -5
Cross skipped into the Allure. She swung herself up onto a stool and twirled around in it before coming to rest facing the bar. She looked rather childish compared to normal, but she was happy for once. She had been to the Barracks and was cooking which she hadn't done in a while but she loved to cook, believe it or not.
“Whatcha need today Cross?” Good ol' George asked. Cross smiled, making him raise an eyebrow questioning. “I'll take a... glass of orange juice.” For some insane reason, she was craving the orange drink. She looked around the bar and noticed a young girl with a few puppets sitting in-front of her. George set the delicious orange drink down and she grabbed it took a quick drink before proceeding to get up and go sit beside her.
Cross smiled. “Hiya, I'm Cross.” she was pretty sure this was the youngest girl she'd met that was in a clan. She noted to Tora band on the girl and perked up. She had a lot of friends in Tora. Now it was time for Cross' social interaction time.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 0:25:00 GMT -5
Hana finished her apple juice and turned to the girl who just said hi to her. She grinned her sadistic smile at her. “I'm Hana!” she replied. “This is Mommy, Daddy, and Uncle Sho.” she then pointed to the puppets. “We were thirsty so we got here and got something to drink!” she exclaimed, pointing to the drinks.
“What'cha doin' here, miss?” she asked curiously, tilting her head. Her grin was still plastered on her lips.
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Post by Leanna Cross on May 29, 2010 0:25:50 GMT -5
Cross grinned as well. Hmm... this girl seems a bit... different... She thought but shrugged it off. “I can see that.” She replied. She took a drink of her Orange delicacy. “I come here quite often actually. Normally, I'm not just sitting up here... or drinking orange juice for the matter.” She chuckled.
“So how are your parents and Uncle?” She asked curiously. She found the puppets very interesting and especially since she had called them her Mom, Dad, and Uncle... She also found the girl's grin very prospective. There was some underlying secrets behind it and if Cross was sane, she'd be very a bit scared, but being Cross, she wasn't.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 12:05:46 GMT -5
Hana looked over at her puppets for a moment. “They're alright, a little irritated about what I did last year but eh,” she shrugged, poking her own cheeks. “they'll get over it!” she exclaimed. “There was a little accident at the park on a roller coaster.” she said merrily. “they still hold it against me!” she let out a small pout, but then laughed in a twisted way.
“So how are you, miss? Anything fun happen to you lately?”
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Post by Leanna Cross on May 29, 2010 21:13:13 GMT -5
Cross raised an eyebrow. Interesting... She thought. The girl was defiantly a bit creepy. Cross didn't mind it, she actually found the girl fascinating. “Well that's no good.” She said in response to the parents and uncle still holding it against her.
“Anything fun for me? Well, I relived some childhood memories so to speak. Very fun for me, it would be boring for you most likely.” she chuckled. Yes, it would be very boring to this Hana girl. She seemed to be more of an creepy person and seeing her cook would be entirely shocking; not that it wasn't with Cross; but it also didn't seem to fit the personality Cross had already mapped out in her head.
“Yo George! Refills!” She called down the bar before turning back to Hana with a smile. “How about you? Anything fun?”
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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 21:16:12 GMT -5
Hana nodded. “Yes please!!” she said loudly. She looked down at her dolls. “Guys!” she said to them. “You said you were thirsty, why aren't you drinking anything?” she pouted once again for a moment. “They always do this! It's annoying!” she said to Cross. Most people believed that Hana was just playing around when she talked to her puppets, truth was, she honestly believed they were alive. Or dead, just... well it was hard to explain!
“Hey, Cross,” she said, looking over at her innocently. “What's your opinion on... 'Death'? I think that's the word... right?” she asked innocently. Her creepy smile was still secured on her face, but she really was interested on what the older girl thought about it. “Like, where do you think people go after they...” she tried searching for the word again. “'Die'? Am I saying the word right...?”
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Post by Leanna Cross on May 29, 2010 21:20:59 GMT -5
Cross raised her eyebrow questionably. Death? Why would this little girl bring up death? Cross could see the creepy grin on her but looked past it. There seemed something dark behind her green eyes. “Well... I'm not sure where they go but I do know that they leave the memories behind to either strengthen you or haunt you.” In Cross' case it was both. She seemed to be relenting a lot to this little girl with just the small sentence. “And yes, it is death and die.” she said.
“I don't know if there is a place beyond here, nor do I wish to at the moment. But I do know that if there is...” She stopped from saying Adrian. “then the dead should be happier there than here.” she shrugged. She didn't really know what else to say but Cross had already said enough to give herself away...
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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 21:23:20 GMT -5
Hana shrugged. “Cool, wanna hear what I think about it?” she asked with a smirk. “People, when they, um, die, I guess, they don't really die!” her smile didn't once go away. “It's not possible for people to die, people just think that because it makes them feel better in the end to think that their loved one is 'in a better place' when they hear something bad happened to them. It's better to think that they went somewhere peaceful than to think that they're hurting, right?” she asked to see if she was right.
“As to where I think they go afterward, it all depends on the person!” she exclaimed, pointing to the dolls. “Mommy, Daddy, and Uncle Sho all turned into dolls because my family's always been obsessed with them, and it was fitting for them to considering what happened...” she trailed off, but not from sorrow, just from the pure thought about the events that had taken place in the past.
Hana slapped her hands onto her lap, her grin was ear-to-ear at this point. “Thinking about it all makes me happy! Makes me want to do it all over again!!” she exclaimed, referring to the killings. Well, considering she didn't believe in actual death, maybe the right way to say it would be from moving from one medium to another. Reincarnation, that's what it was, wasn't it? Hana agreed to this in her head before seeing what Cross' reply would be to all of this.
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Post by Leanna Cross on May 29, 2010 21:30:54 GMT -5
Cross blinked surprised. “Uh...” Whoa... “Well that's certainly an interesting theory...” If Adrian was reincarnated like Hana believed... who or what would he be? “So you think that after your parents and uncle died, they were reincarnated into these puppets?”
George set the drinks down in front of the two girls. Cross took her's and took a large drink before continuing on. “Well Reincarnation is certainly a large possibility...” She then caught onto something else Hana had said and it made the hairs on her arm raise up instinctively. “Do what all over again?” she asked curiously cautious.
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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 21:31:50 GMT -5
If Hana's smirk could grow any wider it would have, but it was already filling up most of her face, sadly to the girl. “Weeeeellll...” she said, looking at her puppets. “Uncle Sho was being mean to Daddy when I was little, so he was turned into a puppet pretty quickly... Then Mommy and Daddy came with me to the amusement park and, well...” she let out a giggle before saying anymore. “I'm sorry! I just get all jumpy when I think about it!” she giggled innocently. She waved Cross over to whisper to her. “Mommy and Daddy were pushed off of the roller coaster.” she said, pulling away. The twisted grin of her face was more enough to hint who the murderer was.
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Post by Leanna Cross on May 29, 2010 21:32:10 GMT -5
Cross gaped at the girl. Was she serious? Cross was pretty twisted but... not that bad... This little girl had killed her parents and presumably her Uncle as well. “Uhh...” What the hell was she supposed to say to that!? Seriously!? “You're one creepy little girl, you know that?” She said bluntly. Cross didn't skimp when it came to the basics. The girl was definitely different but still Cross found her interesting. The fact that she enjoyed the killing of her own family members was enough to freak a person out, but then to state it in front of a total stranger... WOW. Twisted should be the girl's name. Hana seemed to innocent...
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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 21:39:40 GMT -5
Hana tilted her head slightly. “Creepy...?” she asked her, as if not knowing what she meant by it. “But... how...?” she asked. She then started to giggle again, just a little uncontrollably.
When the girl calmed down, she took a deep breath. “This is fun!!” she exclaimed. “Well, now that you know, you're officially my playmate!” she told Cross. “I call a lot of people my playmate, but there are only certain ones that I keep as one. You should feel special!” she told her, looking down at her puppets. “Isn't that right, Mommy? I learned this from you, after all.”
She giggled once again, looking back at Cross. “To be my playmate means that you have to do as I say!” she said cheerfully. “If you don't for some odd reason, well, I could see you being some kind of toy, too. Maybe an action figure? Or, wait, that's a little too boy-ish...” she trailed off, trying to think of what would be suited as a reincarnation of Cross.
“But anyway! You get the point, don't you?” she asked, beaming twistedly at the older girl.
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Post by Leanna Cross on May 29, 2010 21:40:57 GMT -5
Cross spit the orange juice that she was drinking back into the glass, it burnt going out of her nose. “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up there.” She turned to the girl. “I'm not a playmate, trust me.” She heard the comment to the mother puppet and shivered involuntarily. The girl had learned it from her mother? That was just sick!
“I'm sorry, but I'm not a good playmate, honestly. I hardly do anything right and-” She was going to say she was a bad influence for a girl Hana's age but that would have been a horrible thing to say. This girl was obviously past the point of having bad influences. “I'm not right in the mind either. I have issues and I'm not a good person to talk or play with. That is unless it involves duck tape.” She shook her head banishing the idea of duck tape and Hana. BAD IDEA ALERT!
“And besides, wouldn't you just like to have a friend. Not one you control, just someone you can turn to in order to do things with or just talk. Like this. We're talking well.” She said. It was a total long-shot but Cross hoped it would keep Hana's thoughts away from killing her to make her an action figure. She shuddered mentally at the thought. Why had she decided to talk with a girl with puppets?
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Post by Hana Chizuko on May 29, 2010 21:45:21 GMT -5
Hana thought about it for a moment. “But, you seem like a lot of fun.” she told her. “You don't have to do stuff exactly right, and it's not like I'll tell you what to do all the time.” she giggled. “I think it's interesting to see people like you, I can already tell what kind of person you are!” she smiled at Cross before continuing. “You like to have fun, not just normal fun like most people, but awesome crazy fun! People like that catch my attention, even when it's obvious they like to keep their secrets to themselves.” She kept her next comment inside her head, 'People like that can be easy to control when you push their buttons right.' Her grin didn't grow in length, but it did become more on the sadist side than it did just plain creepy. People were starting to avoid her now.
“And as far as the whole friend thing, that's way too boring! What's the point in hanging out with someone if you don't gain anything from it?” she laughed at the idea. “It's stupid!!” she giggled. “Mommy always told me that to use people means to have more fun! I'm all about fun, so that's how I live. I used Mommy and Daddy a lot before they were puppets, and they were starting to catch on.” she pushed her father doll into her mother doll, making both fall over. “I'd be the puppet right now if I didn't take things into my own hands.”
She looked over to Cross. “You think I'm insane, I know. That's what everyone thinks when they meet me, but it's how I was raised that made me like this, and trust me when I say I don't regret it at all.” Hana paused again. “Oh, and by the way, I better not catch you telling anyone about this either, understand?” she asked her sweetly.
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