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It's a brand you don't remember. It's called Swishy-Fresh... with whitening. |
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Jeffery peered closer. Swishy-Fresh with Whitening. Huh? That didn't sound like a normal brand name. Oh well, Jeffery didn't care. He un-corked the bottle and took a swig, instantly feeling cleaner. Now he just needed somewhere to spit it out. He thought the trashcan, but that had disappeared. Swallow it? EWW, NO! GROSS!!! OOC: I just got why you made it mouthwash :xd: |
OOC: Teehee XD Quick! To the kitchen sink! |
He laughed, "being a rocker-band person, isn't that bad," he said with a shrug, "look at me as far as my letter tells me I am an over acieving student.....I am pretty sure I'm a nerd." He smiled at her as Jeffery ran from the fridge, and into the bathroom "Now I am interested in what is in that fridge." |
Charlotte looked up in surprise when she heard the slamming of something. The door? Well... the refrigerator door. She wanted to open it... just to take a quick peek. Instead of going to open it, she waved the tick around, carefully. It was magic right? So it could make something happen. She continued to wave the thing, making sure the feather didn't snap in half or something. "Work, you stupid dumb stick," she muttered. |
Jeffery ran over to the small kitchen that he'd noticed earlier. He quickly spit the mouthwash into the kitchen sink. Ahh, that was better. He took another swig and spit it out just to be safe. He jumped and sat on the counter next to the sink, studying the label more closely. It said Swishy-Fresh with Whitening. That's it? No ingredient list or nutrition label? What was wrong with this place? |
Charlotte: A sharp shock shoots up your arm, causing you to drop the stick. You kind of feel like you've been... scolded. Jeffrey: Unfortunately, there's nothing else on the label. And... not that you look at it, the mascot appears to have been drawn onto the white plast with permanent markers. |
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Charlotte then glared at the stick of wood when she felt a jolt of electricity or something. It hurt. "What did I ever do to you? It's not like you function or something," she snapped at the stupid stick. She was going crazy! She was talking a stick now! Ugh, stupid her. No doubt she was getting odd looks from everyone else. Right now Charlotte had half a mind to chuck this into a trashcan or flush it down the loo or something. This was just a piece of wood. Stupid wood. |
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Lisette smiled weakly back at the guy. She nodded. "Uh.. yeah. Wherever and whoever he is. I just feel so weird.." she explained. "Like I'm trapped." She sighed and looked at the ring on her pinky finger. Why did the ring give her this feeling? |
Jeffery saw something draw onto the label. Was it a mascot? A mascot for what, the company? No, this was much too fancy a mascot to be for a dental company. He studied it closer. What did it mean? URG! THIS WAS SO FRUSTRATING! |
A flat screen television appears on one wall. Half of you recognize what a TV is. Half of you do not. Charlotte: You find a pocket knife. |
He looked at Jeffery, [/B]"Hey Jeffery what's in that fridge,"[/B] he asked him as he was at the sink, he ran a hand through his hair "What could be scary in a fridge," he asked Logic who was looking in her show he raised an eyebrow at her. |
Jeffery looked up from the frustrating label to see a... television? WHOA, COOL! "COOL, A TELEVISION!" He put the bottle in his pocket, he'd inspect it more later. He instantly was checking it out for any buttons that would turn it on, or anything that could leading to their memories returning. Everyone that had appeared in the room had done that... except the fridge. He saw a folded piece of paper jammed behind the television. "Oh no..." Was all he said. No way, no way was he opening another letter or finding anything else in this room. He wasn't puking again, no way Jose! He'd let someone else take it out, he wasn't touching that thing. He looked up at Frenchie. "Trust me you don't want to know. Think of it as a sick... sick joke." Jeffery grimaced slightly at remembering the body parts. Ewww.... |
Charlotte was surprised to see the huge tellie in front of her. She walked over to it and began to poke it with the stick, just to make sure it was real. This was so weird, things coming out of no where, a stick that wanted to kill her, a moving picture and so many people who didn't know who they were. Charlotte wasn't exactly sure why, but she knew what this was. It was a huge flat screen television and she pressed the little power button. Then she saw that the boy who gave her the stick was mildly freaking out. She freaked out and plucked the piece of paper from behind the television, unfolding it. |
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He was distracted from his worries, though, as a large rectangular... thing appeared on a wall. His brown eyes traveled over to the new, strange shiny object, looking completely perplexed. "What is that?" he wondered aloud, not sure he had ever really seen something like this before. And if he had, he obviously didn't remember. |
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She turned around and was shocked that he didn't know what it was. "It's a flat screen Television. Its something that muggles use to watch movies and TV shows." she explained. |
Jeffrey, you find the power button but, before you can press it, Charlotte jabs at it with her stick. Instantly the television turns on. On the screen, you see this person: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v2...Memories/4.png The person you know currently as Iggy. He's standing at the front gate of a large, espensive house, hanging out over the wrought iron bars and waving at a very pretty girl who is walking down the street. She looks over her shoulder at him and smiles before turning back around and... disappearing from sight. The screen changes and Iggy is holding a stick similar to Charlotte's, only not broken. He's screaming at the top of his lungs at the same girl he was waving to in the last shot, pointing the wand at her angrily. But you can't hear what he's screaming about. Then the screen goes blank. Charlotte, you stopped unfolding the paper and now look at it, unsure if you should open it or now. Also... what the hell did Lisette just say? Muggles? |
Her limbs were feeling a little better; she could move now. She sat up, and looked around. A bunch of people were around her, but she ignored then as she stood up. She looked around, but she didn't see anything interesting. But the second time she looked around there was a big black box thingy on the wall. For a second she stopped, how come she couldn't remember it? She couldn't remember anything else either. It was so frusturating. But she let it go, because she was glad she could remember anything at all. She could've sworn that the big box thingy wasn't there the first time she looked, it was as if it had appeared out of thin air. |
She looked up as the box began to show a moving picture.... Iggy. She looked over as it ended and Lisette explained what it was. She was perplexed. Still holding her shoe in front of her she asked Lisette, "What on earth is a 'Muggle'?" She looked at Frenchie to see if he recognized the term before looking back at the pretty blonde girl. |
{OoC: eep. Did not notice the pocket knife part} Charlotte saw on the screen the huge image. Wait... that stick... Charlotte's eyes widened as she looked down at the snapped twig. Was he crazy too? Was this really his and not hers? She looked down on the ground, and saw a pocket knife under her shoe. What the? "Is anyone missing this?" she asked, as she picked it up and held it with her thumb and index finger, allowing it to dangle in the air. She looked at the half folded, half unfolded piece of paper she now held. What if it was the answers to who she was? What if it was like instructions for the stupid stick? The screen had gone blank and she desperately wanted to know more about this stick. She didn't know why but she felt like it must've been important to her or else she wouldn't have that weird connection with it, that weird feeling. |
Jeffery was about to push the power button when Charlotte jabbed it with her broken stick. "Hey!" he said, but he stopped when he saw what was on the screen. Was that... Iggy? Whoa, nice house. And why was he screaming at that girl, pointing a stick at her? Then the screen went blank. Jeffery's eyes flashed over to Iggy. Then to Lisette as she said a very strange word he didn't understand. "What are muggles? A type of dog?" And had Iggy... no, he couldn't have. He didn't kill that girl... did he? He saw Charlotte hold up... "Hey, that's my pocket knife! Where'd you find it?" He took it from her, examining it. |
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"Uhh... what?" was all he could say at the moment. But that sentence she'd just said was filled with unfamiliar words - television, TV shows, muggles... He was quiet for a moment, his brain sort of frying as he tried to figure all these strange terms out. "What exactly, is a... muggle?" he asked before his brown eyes turned back to the television screen just as it lit up. He blinked. "Er..." He glanced over at Iggy. Then at the television screen. Then back. "How did he get in there?" he asked, completely puzzled and bewildered. |
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