@Elder-God-Jacks347
(…Bad day?)
(…Bad day?)
(What is a good day?)
(I have no life other than Notebook. Notebook is my new life. To be honest it's a lot better than the old one)
(There are nice people and roleplaying)
(That's my life right there.)
(Yes. Notebook is my new life.)
(And Harry Potter. Currently decked out in Slytherin gear (Knee high slytherin socks that are more like mid thigh bc my feet are tiny, Slytherin shirt, etc))
(Random question. Jacks were did we leave off?)
She looked a bit confused but went with it and stood up. "O…kay?" (Gtg. Food.)
(Right here.)
Sweet!
Ryan took a shaky deep breath and forced himself to walk towards the basement door with a death grip on Belles hand. His How began to shake.
She slowly unlocked the door and started walking down, creating a barrier in just before the doorway so he couldn't leave. "Rise and shine sweetie you've got company!" She called.
(EVERYONE DIED AGAIN.)
(scuttles in like a giant terrifying crab)
Ryan trembled as he heard movement from around the corner.
She gave Ryan's hand a reassuring squeeze. She would never let anything or anyone hurt him. Not if she could help it.
(hovers in like an invisible ghost)
Jared looked between them angrily with hi gun pointed at Ryan, “21054 I’ve been looking for you,”
She flicked her fingers upward and his gun snapped out of his hands. She snapped and it disappeared and so did all his other weapons. "Yeah, how about you can talk but you're not gonna hurt my boyfriend, okay? Great." Her smile was sweet yet psycho.
(JUST A REMINDER THAT BELLE IS A KNOWN MURDERER BECAUSE OF THE MISS MURDER CASE. SHE WAS NEVER CAUGHT BUT SOME PEOPLE HAD GUESSES. THE ONLY REASON SHE WASN'T CONVICTED WAS BECAUSE THERE WAS NO EVIDENCE THAT SHE WAS MISS MURDER.)
“I need to take him where he belongs, you know that,” Jared was staring at Ryan who was shaking visably as all the memories came back.
"He belongs here. Listen sweetheart, I don't know who you are and frankly, I don't care! But I do know that I am not going to let you take him and I know that I'm not going to let you hurt him, you got that?" Her voice was stern and firm. Her stubbornness was starting to kick in.
“You don’t have a choice. If you know what he is you know this is best for everyone. 21054 it’s time to go home,”
"I know that you're crazy. And that's saying something coming from me! And as for you, I don't think I'm gonna let you do that. Here, just stay still, it'll all be over soon." She snapped and he dropped to the ground, screaming in pain. "I know, I know, but trust me, you'll be fine." She did a few things and he stopped. "There. Done. I've edited his memories. He is no longer looking for you, he doesn't even know who you are. He will go back and say he didn't find what he was looking for. The only reason he was here was because he wanted directions and the reason he's down here was because we had a map." She smiled and chuckled. "Human minds are so easy to alter."
“They have technology. You do t understand.”
"Don't I though? Do you know how many people have tried to convince me of that? It doesn't work. If they're sooo clever then people would stop making dumb mistakes that have them wind up dead and pouring into Hell."
“It’s Augustine,” It was the first time here and said the word without a stutter.
She sighed and looked at the man slowly waking up from his mind meddling. She gave Ryan's hand a squeeze. "We should probably get him out of here. I don't want to deal with the questions."
Ryan nodded but didn’t move.
She closed her eye and stood there for a minute. What was she doing? It reminded her of something. A simpler time. She smiled a little, remembering all the times during school when she had messed with her teacher's memories so her day was easier. She opened her eye and the smile dropped. But here she was. It was unlikely she'd finish high school, much less college. She sighed lightly.
“I can’t touch him you have to, I can smell the poison from here,”
She swallowed her laughter. "Okay fine then." She walked over, scooped him up in her arms, and walked upstairs and placed him on a bench outside. She walked back downstairs. "There. Done. And don't worry, he got everything back and working, I'm not as evil as I look."
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