thanks rndmnwierd for commenting
im not sure if there's a next part coming-up for that, until then, revenge girl will not yet be named xD
so here's another story i found on my random papers around.. or notebooks xD pretty old, my writing might be worse back then
aren't i having a mess of stories without definite endings around here??? but here it is ~
Eternal silence, in this chamber of darkness.
It had been long, she is not sure of how long it had been, in this state of stillness and nothingness. Paralyzed, yet not. Lost the desire to move and sense anything at all, once shut from the world she thought she’s part of. A world of colors, of various shapes and sizes, of distinctions and means. A face that is full of life, she liked and loved, eyes that she wished she’ll be able to stare at for the longest of time, smile that will forever brighten her world. Gentle hands that grazed her surface, voice that talked to her like she’s just one of her kind.
But she isn’t, one had realized, brought by time that honed growth and maturity. And she was set aside, placed into a pile that will only be a reminder of the past, a memory different from what is present, a joke of what the one might have been. And one closed the treasure box of childhood, smiling faintly for the last glimpse of tiny belongings.
And though a smile was permanently etched on her face, she felt it uncurbed in solemn. She wondered, and waited, yet light never descended on her once again.
Eternal silence, in this chamber of darkness.
It had been long, she is not sure of how long it had been, in this state of stillness and nothingness. Paralyzed, yet not. Lost the desire to move and sense anything at all, once shut from the world she thought she’s part of. She wasn’t alone though, among the other masses, solid beneath her own. She wondered if others felt the same as hers, if all of them can feel the same way she does, if everything has emotions at all. Beside the stiffness of each structure, the fixed arrangement they were made. Maybe she’s the only one, maybe she’s special; she’s on top of them after all. Feeling unique as exceptionally separated to be trampled along with them.
And though the loneliness is already her existence, still she felt strangely lonely once again. Like the old nights she thought one is sleeping happily in her dreams. At those moments, she wished she is at least part of one’s dreams…
Eternal silence, in this chamber of darkness.
It had been long, she is not sure of how long it had been, in this state of stillness and nothingness. Paralyzed, yet not. Lost the desire to move and sense anything at all, once shut from the world she thought she’s part of. She doesn’t want to remain the same. She wanted to be touched, to be held to give direction of her movement. To shake her like she’s talking back. To be seated across a small table for a make-believe tea party.
Only that there isn’t one to do that way to her ever again.
She expected to hate her, yet such emotion never came. Her mind only debated between the thoughts of ever seeing her again, and hoping is meaningless in the end. She somehow cursed being the way she is, seeing no end, time only seemed to continue to outstretch endlessly before her. And it hurts to know, that this existence is only brief of appreciation, before thrown to the gloom of worthless state.
Eternal silence, in this chamber of darkness.
It had been long, she is not sure of how long it had been, in this state of stillness and nothingness. Paralyzed, yet not. Lost the desire to move and sense anything at all, once shut from the world she thought she’s part of.
No more. No more. Not anymore.
And the day had come, when the chamber was opened one again. A head loomed over, poking in, and shadow flooded. Still it is good to know that there is light, finally. She was right not hating her afterall, she knows, she knows…
She felt herself being hauled from the gloomy space, and there were colors once again. It was bright, and it felt foreign all over. There were sizes and shapes, regular and irregular patterns everywhere. And a face, that wasn’t the one she, yearned to see, a face that she isn’t familiar with.
Nee-chan, this is just so… awesome!
Pretty, isn’t she?
…She was a favorite, a gift from papa…
Your favorite? Then must be my favorite too! Hello there.. err---
Ai-chan. Ai is her name.
PLAY HOUSESo Ai she is. How can she forget?
She felt chuckling to herself, of how ridiculous it seemed to her. How long it must be to forget one’s own name?
“Pretty, isn’t she?”
Nee-chan must be, by the doorway, past behind that enthusiastic face. She was leaning on her side, with arms crossed, and Ai can’t be mistaken. She knew the girl, but not a mere girl anymore, after years of development into a fine lady. Her face was still the same as the earlier years, matured a little with the faint hint of make-up. Her hair is no longer in usual pigtails, bangs falling to hide her once remarkable forehead and brow.
“She was a favorite, a gift from papa…”
It was different, it wasn’t the same bright smile as she proudly held her in her hands, the exuberant joy. It wasn’t there and something in her expression stung Ai within, and it pained her. Too soon, the lady shrugged it off and there was a sweet, small smile, before waving a goodbye and leaving her younger sister.
“…n left to soo…ell, can’t be helped!”
“.. t’s g…along well. Iku…. esu. Yorosh….!”The new girl doesn’t look like her sister. Cute, but not as pretty as her sister, or as her even. And she felt chuckling to herself again.
Risa have gotten beautiful.
The thought have brought her back to her senses, and my, realized what are the chances? After the brief introduction of the new girl, a voice summoned her from downstairs, and she grumblingly left them ‘toys’ without closing the chest. And it’s officially night time, with everyone else not aware while sleeping soundly in their dreams. She might really be going crazy, but waste not to try while there is good opportunity… even there will be lots of nights to come.
She tried to reach awareness of her fingers, and when it twitched, she felt delighted. She can move. Somehow, somewhere in her thoughts, she believed that she once can move by herself. Only that images of Risa mobilizing her flashes in her memory and she doubted the thought. She slowly tried to bring one knee up, and there was a creaking sound. Exercise will surely be badly needed after this.
The rest were all struggle, with all the popping and squeaking sounds from her parts. It was some time before she was finally up to her feet. She eliminated an action of exhaustion and panted as what she learned from Risa when they played to be doing something strenuous. She looked all over herself, still the same from what she can remember. A doll in her princess-y gown.
Outstretching her arms, pops were made audible again. She kicked her feet straight, and resulted the same sound. The few steps she took were creaky, and there were gaps in each detail of movement as it scooped stiff adjustments. She wished toys can move as naturally as humans.
There was a yawn. And the princess felt her feet rose as something emerged beneath. Quickly she stepped back, and a pair of eyes groggily stared up at her.
A turtle? *dot dot dot* an orange turtle?
It yawned once again, shutting its eyes close. And when it blinked back at her, it was much clearer, but still droopy nevertheless. Its dark pools dominated the rest of its eyes, and it looked more adorable with its constant blinking, and she regretted stepping into its head.
“Err—well.. hello?” There was a pop when she came to kneel that made the turtle’s eyes go huge for a brief moment, tilted its head while gazing like an innocent puppy and she nearly squealed. And it was back to droopy again that might have made her pout. “Are you alright? Sorry for---“
“So I DO can move!”
An excited shout came from a corner and Ai saw a bunny hopping in glee. Not exactly a bunny though, an action figure clad in pink bikini, complete with bunny gear- bunny ears, bunny paws, bunny boots and round furball attached to its butt that must be a tail. When all of its amusement to her own moving self got drained, she turned and finally acknowledged Ai. “And I’m not alone!!!”
Ai might have been a little bit startled that she was lost for words to say, or her mind is just purely blank because she doesn’t really have a brain inside her plastic shell. The bunny came running (and not hopping) shakily towards her as other lifeless toys slid beneath her steps, her silky, black hair bouncing, its locks fluttering.
It wasn’t that long when she found out that she gradually begin to move smoother, after realizing for the other as well.
“Hello! I’m *usa-chan peace!* Sayumi. I’m from, or made from?-Tee-hee . oh please excuse my humor- from Akibahara. You know, those glass boxes of little things? I’m actually one of those ‘by-assembly’ type, but surely I’m the cutest among all of them and out of those all types and kinds!” She flashed a peace sign with a huge grin plastered on her face. “ Even cuter than anyone else in this world, I’m the ICHIBAN KAWAII! And how about you?”
“Ah, amazing…” She thrust her hand, still quite curious of the sudden ease at movement, unconsciously directing towards Sayumi. Finding it silly herself, she sheepishly smiled. “Hello. I’m Ai..”
“oh~ who we got here? It’s the infamous Ai-hime!” She blurted in exasperation, looking down from a high pile of mini soldiers in dark shade of green where she comfortably situated herself atop of.
The doll paused in her continuous experience of movement. “You know me?”
“Of course I do. You’re the favorite toy.” She said as a matter-of-factly, rolling her eyes. “I’ve been stolen by that pig-tailed kid from her father’s prized collections just to be placed and ranked next to a princess like you? I should have been the princess, the top!”
Great, Ai thought. So it seemed there were other jealous toys. As if reading her mind, the other snarled at her.
“Don’t you think I am! I’m not!”
The world shook beneath the Sayu’s feet, the panic springing on her face as she waves unsteadily with her arms outstretched. Finally she lost balance and fell hard on her butt, eliciting a scowl. Foul words slipped from her lips, and she hated the deed. Rubbing her butt, she noticed a pair of eyes groggily staring from beside her.
A turtle? *dot dot dot* an orange turtle?
It yawned on her face, blinked its droopy eyes and looked away in disinterest. Ai wondered if the flabbergasted bunny thought of that as adorable or an insult.
“Aha!” A girl, or a toy, managed to exclaim in between her constant choking, having to spring out of the bunny’s former place. She is obviously a cowboy from her attire. There was lots of squirming for her choice of exit. Ai can’t help but constantly remind her to be careful. Might disassemble.
Sayu on the other hand had gathered herself up, watching the newcomer pull herself out of the bunny’s former place with annoyance on her face. Ai didn’t feel the need to ask if the girl is alright at the current expression showed.
After plucking out the last foot buried, the cowboy stood and might have been overwhelmed of how high she was at the moment. “Man~ Reina is going to conquer the world!”
“Excuse me, Mister—I mean, little miss.” There was a smirk on Sayu’s face when the offended cowboy frowned at the mention of something relating to her height, which is not that far from Ai’s own. Surely the girl is having a wonderful start with her newfound buddies! “This is just a mere toy chest. How stupid.”
The turtle woofed.
Reina looked at them stunned for a moment, as well as Ai who is staring at the bunny. “Whaddya say?!”
“I said you’re stupid,” She unflinchingly repeated, her lips curving lopsidedly. A finger was raised to count more of the following. “Idiot. Dumb. and fooooLiiisshhh~!”
The turtle shook its head furiously, but not as fast for its own speed rate.
“Arghh you!!!”
“And I’m not a Miss!” She added.
Reina pulled a loop of rope from behind and swirled its ring around above her head, which Sayu found ridiculous and mockingly laughed at it not until it landed around her and took grip. She screamed like it was some sort of disgusting and fatal, jumping up and down like it would help.
“Guess what, it is open season! Time to shoot some bunnies for the hunt,” a gun was materialized on her free hand and pointed it towards her prey. “bEng Beng benGGgg!”
Seemingly not affected by the invincible bullets hitting her, the bunny grabbed the rope and swiveled around, pulling the other by surprise. The cowboy rolled on its back as she roughly landed, finding herself beside the watching princess. “Be still and don’t you worry, my lady, I’m here to protect you from this poisonous snake!”
Now where I am again? Ai thought.
She spun two guns on both hands, fired more bullets that seemed only she can see, making Ai sigh. With the bunny fast approaching, Reina realized that bullets don’t work and threw the firearms to welcome each other by short range fight. Just in time they’ll pull hairs and give each other nice, bloody scratches, the princess came in between and kept them distance with her arms.
“Now will you stop you two! Sayu!” Ai scolded when the bunny hissed. The cowboy returned it with a growl. “Reina!”
The turtle yawned.
“Could you guys be any less troublesome? No such noises!” Ai nearly yelled in whisper, glaring at the two.
The two turned their backs on each other, Sayu huffed and crossing her arms as she turned, Reina puffed and falling into a seat with her arms and legs crossed. This is just too much for their first meeting. “Now I expect you, and us, to get along well”, she added.
“Great, I’ll just get along well with my Kame.” Sayu announced, sticking a tongue to her foe before taking the poor orange toy against her body for a hug. The turtle can only feebly flail its two pairs of feet and one short tail as the bunny nudged her cheek repeatedly against its face. Maybe Ai should spend some time with her, gushing about how adorable that turtle is.
“Fine! I’ll go get my own horse!” The cowboy scanned the area and marched a few steps. She dug her arm down the mass of toys and after a couple of minutes, she was able to snatch a unicorn just right for her size. Letting an amused ‘wow’, she positioned the thing to stand by its own but the problem is, it just fell down just like any other lifeless toys would.
“Nice shot, dumbass.”
“You fuckin’ shuddup!” She flared, also kicking her supposed to be new pet. “Why diz damn thing doesn’t work?!”
Ai had to hush them down once again just to prevent an all-out brawl and fortunately, the two seemed to follow her despite the verbalized displease of Sayu towards her. They went back to their own bubusiness, the cowboy who’s now trying to make the unicorn stand, just ashamed to openly try begging for the thing to work. Why they’re the only one’s moving anyways…?
It is quite amazing how she was even able to consider the other toys as ‘lifeless’. Is the ability to move freely on their own accord enough for them to claim that they do have life?
“Doesn’t it feel… different? Weird…” She begun, mostly contemplating to herself but above whisper, intending to be audible enough for others. “I mean, what. Why? How, can we move…?”
“OH GAWD DAMMIT!” Reina cried, falling to her knees and bent forward her arms to lend her shaking hands. “Please just work will you?”
The turtle yawned.
All of the sudden the unicorn cried to life, standing to its back pair of feet and roaring proudly to air. Reina’s face was of pure joy and shock at the same time, her mouth hanging open for a moment, before actually letting out a squeal. “OHFUCKINHELLYEAH! How’s that suckers?!”
And the turtle fell asleep, its head resting peacefully on Sayu’s chest.
Ai had all forgotten but flowed accordingly to the commotion as it took its pace again, now preparing peacemaking stunts as one bunny came marching towards a cowboy with no intention of congratulating on her success.
“Look what you did!!!” Sayu flared, breathing heavily. The cowboy just flipped a look at her.
“Yeah~” Reina beamed with confidence, proudly seated on the unicorn. “I bring her to life. Awesome, isn’t it?”
“You knocked my Kame out cold!!!” She pointed at her accusingly, making the other frown.
“I did what? How a harmless me can even touch that slow poke?” She replied defensively. “I can’t even take any step towards you coz your face is so scary to begin with!”
“Since that screwy horse began wailing and jumping on its scrawny feet, my Kame fell asleep. That horse sent Kame to sleep!!!” Though her theory sounded so off-key, it looked real on her face which is burning red in anger.
“Your sluggish turtle was all sleepy and sloppy since forever! What’s wrong falling asleep when my horse needs all the attention?!”
Sayu let out a frustrated scream. “Your pet is.. ugly!”
“You’re uglier!”
Sayu was nonetheless deeply insulted with the horrified expression on her face. Her mouth stammered, and before words could even be formed, Ai went ahead. “Geez guys just stoppp!” she yelled, the tire wearing on her voice. “Will you please just cut all of these childish acts?!”
“It was that bunny’s fault…” Reina grumbled under her breath and Ai suppressed her desire to yell to that cowboy.
There was a stir, and everything instantly fell silent and still, their eyes darting to each other as their heightened senses took awareness of the impending movement from bed. When more shuffling came, Ai came hustling them in voiceless manner, sending incomprehensible hand signals but situation-wise- everyone was able to understand to start bustling around in circles.
Carrying the orange turtle, Sayu dove somewhere in the corner while the panicking Reina shot herself to imaginary death and remembered her horse, got up again and shot it. The damn horse just knows how to play very well and lay sprawled next to its master. Ai just remembered herself when a shadow towered over.
Ikuta Erina stared at the unmoving toy chest, unlikely of what she’s expecting to be toys doing random stuffs by their own selves, dancing or whatever. She must have been really dreaming, or still dreaming to even expect such scene. This new room was already giving her creeps, but still, it is her beloved sister’s old bedroom and she would like to have it as her own room too.
This box too. Tiny, smiling faces staring back at her blurred consciousness. Geez.
She squatted, her disheveled hair giving its part of strands to fall over her face. With a little light streaming down into her window, it was just dim enough to make-out those tiny shapes resting lifelessly in it. The doll her sister took endearment of was easily recognizable, truly a stand-out among other else. She is a favorite toy, of her sister and hers herself.
Yet she reached for something else, from the dark corner, an action figure with a strange turtle toy. It came hugging the other, but didn’t seem to come together. She wagged it, and its arms fell open, letting its possession drop and at the back of her mind she thought that the thing grieved over the enforced separation.
She stared at it, examining the characteristics this bikini-clad figure features. Long, black hair in loose locks falling over her moderately-sized chest, porcelain skin for all of its exposure. Its eyes are brown and huge, a modest smile over its lips that might held more meaning than being cute. She wondered if it belonged to an anime, but definitely not of Gurren Lagann, she will surely inquire her bestfriend about it.
Taking the princess on to the other hand, she held them both before her, her eyes glazing in comparison. Contemplating to herself, her gaze sought for the other, conclusions bubbling in her surreal thoughts. “You fitted more to be a princess.”
And she looked to the other, shame on her for disrespecting the royalty. “There should be only one though.”