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Aeternos RP

(Yeah we did one. Do you think we should skip to the hospital and blacksmith if so we need to know who is going where)
(Oh, okay. Timezones sorry)

Momoku and Okane both went to the hospital and followed the group. Having a slight tear in his eye whilst walking. As he walks, he is reminded of his friends, all appearing like a cloud on the skies, only to be blotted away by a dark mist that is Griffith. He bit his lips and tried to remain his composure, having PTSD of the past flashing before his eyes, his anger and revenge taking a form of Okane, a parasite who only speaks of facts and knowledge. A monster who only cares about living. He looks at his hand and looks again at his new friends, not caring about the things they've said earlier. His eyes devoid of any hope, meaning, and splice. A man trying to find his purpose but is disregarded among the tides of time. A person seeking happiness, but is taken away like the wind. A wanderer looking for a place, but doesn't belong anywhere. "Maybe... Maybe this place, these people, they might be the purpose I have been looking for." says Momoku
 
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The young doctor that was treating Shahar greets all that came to the hospital.

Meanwhile, others headed to a blacksmith. As Drake stated, he wasn't far. The man was muscular perhaps in his 40's or so, with dark hair. He could practically always be found in the city, as the clanging of metal could be heard throughout. When you found his place, you could tell he was hard at work.
 
The young doctor that was treating Shahar greets all that came to the hospital.

Meanwhile, others headed to a blacksmith. As Drake stated, he wasn't far. The man was muscular perhaps in his 40's or so, with dark hair. He could practically always be found in the city, as the clanging of metal could be heard throughout. When you found his place, you could tell he was hard at work.
"Hello" says Momoku, just being a little too late arriving at the hospital
 
“Seriously? I had no clue you did stuff like this.” She says smiling a little.

(looking back at the registration thread, the number of people that have just disappeared is astounding.)
 
Momoku and Okane began sprouting out limbs and began operating on the girl with such care, treating each wound with the utmost precision.
(Why are you operating on a person that's already been treated and is just in the hospital?)


“Hello once again.” Alex says as she enters. “How is Shahar doing?”
"Her injuries have been treated as much as we can do for now aside from her arm injuries...she's opened her eyes a few times, although I don't think she's been conscious enough to tell what I'm saying."
 
(Why are you operating on a person that's already been treated and is just in the hospital?)



"Her injuries have been treated as much as we can do for now aside from her arm injuries...she's opened her eyes a few times, although I don't think she's been conscious enough to tell what I'm saying."
(lol ahahahah, sorry timezones. bruh moment right there)
 
Momoku sat down on a chair and reminisced. Looking at the happy faces of the people, made him clutch his chest and held it tightly. He was shaking, he was breathing fast, "Momoku..." said Okane, distraught at the sight of him breaking down.

He remained silent.

He can't take the sight of his new friends without seeing the image of Griffith killing them.

He couldn't cry.

He heard the voices of his parents, the voices of his friends.

They were all screaming at him.

Momoku's hands were shaking, he didn't know what to do.

His face was scrunched up in pain and his heart was pounding so fast, that he felt his body shaking.

He was sweating.

He was afraid of them.

He was scared of dying.

He was afraid that if he died, no one would know the reason for his death.

He was afraid of everyone.

He was afraid that he may end up like them.

At first, he looked like a person with so much intelligence. But on the inside, he is but a broken man. A man with no purpose, no hope, no future, and no meaning.

But he will not let them know the truth. He will not tell anyone about his past so that they will remain happy.

He can live a life full of lies.

He can hide his suffering from the world.
(Edit: Try playing this music, it works well. I expect that at least one of you would approach him and ask him about his past. But that depends on the RP guy)
 
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