Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2013 2:22:51 GMT -5
Standing there in the new town of her’s she didn’t know what to think about anything, it seemed that it wasn’t the right place to her, it was almost as if she didn’t belong here, there wasn’t anything she remembered and the only man she knew as her father had left her here to grow up as a normal human. Sighing gently she began to walk around exploring the city, wondering if there was anything worth mentioning in this place, there was different things here and there, she could spot an island not to far away from in land that she might visit later.
The sun still bright in the sky would give it was possibly about noonish or even a bout one o clock. But the thing was where was she suppose to stay, she was given the key by her father and told to find the small bakery at the end of the street in which she was to work, it seemed that it was also the place she would stay, considering in the back of the bakery, was a small room and bathroom in which had a full shower instillation and more, that could be used, according to him.
Looking around she saw the sign on the street in which told her that this was indeed memory st. Odd name for a street in which the bakery was to be on, walking down a little while, looking down at the key’s she noticed that it had a number on it, something that had to do with the house number or rent number one would say, looking up she counted, she needed to get to 2666, it was a strange number to have... And being a superstitious type the last three numbers didn’t help her at all, especially when she got to the bakery.
Looking up at the shop it was pure silver all over, with blue trim it fit her style a little bit, with her having a little red to the inside, it seemed perfect but the name on the shop seemed to make her wonder even more. As the name on the shop said forgotten memories, it made her feel as if it was trying to tell her something, shaking her head slightly she wasn’t sure what to think about it, but it was her place now and she would have to get use to it.
Looking around on the inside it did look like a normal shop, it had all of the furniture to start one, it had a bakery behind the counter in which she walked into, and then following the up stair’s she noticed that there had been a bathroom and the room in which her father spoke of, laughing a little bit she was surprised, this place wasn’t going to be so bad, and she could possibly reopen the bakery, if she had found a few people to help her then she could start it up an running again and start a new life.
Looking around a little bit she needed to go out and meet some people, setting down her bag’s and clothing she walked around a little bit, this was the start of her new journey, and it should be something she remember’s, cause what’s the point if you don’t try in a new life? If you everyone was given a new chance at a life wouldn’t they take it? And would they deny it? That was a question that most could ask and never have an answer too... That is what it’s considered to start with fate... This is the beginning of a small story of Rose... The cyborg female believing she is a normal human...
Laughing to herself thinking the question and how she was thinking she always dreamed about being a cyborg but she saw herself as a normal human, she didn’t have any idea that she was indeed an android, and that no one else could sense her power level, let alone tell the difference between her and a human was almost impossible. But to her that was all trivial things because she truly did believe that she was a human. Or at least was determined to be a true human.
Walking back down to the floor of the bakery she looked around a little bit nodding the place needed some cleaning and it wouldn’t take too long to get it back up and running, but the problem was financial problems... She didn’t have any money, just an empty place to start a new life, looking down a bit she saw something in the floor, knocking on it lightly she noticed it could move, pushing down on it, under the counter it popped open revealing a small safe, in which had a note in it.
The note was from her father and on it read. “Dear Rose, I know that you may be wondering what you are suppose to do with all of this? Here’s a little bit of money to start up the business, try making some food and experiment a bit selling them, and try to earn a living that maybe one day we could meet again when I come to the shop. Love pops.” Smiling a little bit she couldn’t but help laugh as she pulled out the small sack, “Well I guess I better get started then, first I’ma need a lot of flour and eggs to even start a small bakery of delights.” She said as she started out the door, and maybe a little extra ingrident’s and sugar...
The sun still bright in the sky would give it was possibly about noonish or even a bout one o clock. But the thing was where was she suppose to stay, she was given the key by her father and told to find the small bakery at the end of the street in which she was to work, it seemed that it was also the place she would stay, considering in the back of the bakery, was a small room and bathroom in which had a full shower instillation and more, that could be used, according to him.
Looking around she saw the sign on the street in which told her that this was indeed memory st. Odd name for a street in which the bakery was to be on, walking down a little while, looking down at the key’s she noticed that it had a number on it, something that had to do with the house number or rent number one would say, looking up she counted, she needed to get to 2666, it was a strange number to have... And being a superstitious type the last three numbers didn’t help her at all, especially when she got to the bakery.
Looking up at the shop it was pure silver all over, with blue trim it fit her style a little bit, with her having a little red to the inside, it seemed perfect but the name on the shop seemed to make her wonder even more. As the name on the shop said forgotten memories, it made her feel as if it was trying to tell her something, shaking her head slightly she wasn’t sure what to think about it, but it was her place now and she would have to get use to it.
Looking around on the inside it did look like a normal shop, it had all of the furniture to start one, it had a bakery behind the counter in which she walked into, and then following the up stair’s she noticed that there had been a bathroom and the room in which her father spoke of, laughing a little bit she was surprised, this place wasn’t going to be so bad, and she could possibly reopen the bakery, if she had found a few people to help her then she could start it up an running again and start a new life.
Looking around a little bit she needed to go out and meet some people, setting down her bag’s and clothing she walked around a little bit, this was the start of her new journey, and it should be something she remember’s, cause what’s the point if you don’t try in a new life? If you everyone was given a new chance at a life wouldn’t they take it? And would they deny it? That was a question that most could ask and never have an answer too... That is what it’s considered to start with fate... This is the beginning of a small story of Rose... The cyborg female believing she is a normal human...
Laughing to herself thinking the question and how she was thinking she always dreamed about being a cyborg but she saw herself as a normal human, she didn’t have any idea that she was indeed an android, and that no one else could sense her power level, let alone tell the difference between her and a human was almost impossible. But to her that was all trivial things because she truly did believe that she was a human. Or at least was determined to be a true human.
Walking back down to the floor of the bakery she looked around a little bit nodding the place needed some cleaning and it wouldn’t take too long to get it back up and running, but the problem was financial problems... She didn’t have any money, just an empty place to start a new life, looking down a bit she saw something in the floor, knocking on it lightly she noticed it could move, pushing down on it, under the counter it popped open revealing a small safe, in which had a note in it.
The note was from her father and on it read. “Dear Rose, I know that you may be wondering what you are suppose to do with all of this? Here’s a little bit of money to start up the business, try making some food and experiment a bit selling them, and try to earn a living that maybe one day we could meet again when I come to the shop. Love pops.” Smiling a little bit she couldn’t but help laugh as she pulled out the small sack, “Well I guess I better get started then, first I’ma need a lot of flour and eggs to even start a small bakery of delights.” She said as she started out the door, and maybe a little extra ingrident’s and sugar...
