She was looking around the Town Square with a white sheet of paper clutched in her hand. Odd attire for a young lady, but it did catch his interest. A knee length dress with a man’s trench coat reaching just past the edge of it, and boots that went up to her knees. She had caught his attention right away with the strange outfit she was wearing. Jonathan Christopher Depp couldn’t stop the grin that slipped onto his lips as he observed the young lady across the street. He teased her although she knew he would be thereįorever Together (vampire!Johnny DeppxOC)Chapter 1 “S-suitor? Thomas is not my suitor.” She thought of him more as an annoying brother. Nikki coughed, swallowing her water wrong from surprise. “Partner? You should have told me you had a suitor my lady, I would rather not cause any trouble by bringing you here.” I am supposed to meet my partner later tonight at the inn.” She took a sip of her glass of water. Jonathan, on the other hand, was becoming more intrigued by the young woman sitting across from him. Except for vampires, though they usually found a stake in their heart soon after. Most people stayed away from her because of her strange attire and behavior. Nikki found it nice to be able to sit and talk to someone. The two were sitting in the restaurant eating their food and talking about themselves. “So you came to London for work?” Jonathan asked, looking at Nikki with warm brown eyes. I smell? Well that is probably my breath after I'vįorever Together (vampire!Johnny DeppxOC)Chapter 2 The voices echo all around me and I hate them. It's not like it would be accepted anywhere else." Next time they come to punish me though I'll bite one of them. The scars and fresh wounds cover my body like flowers blooming upon my pail flesh. Now I sit in this aful tent with the chair they placed me in digging into my back. I can just barely recall the sounds of screaming and the sentance cut short by the sound of a motor starting up. I can remember wakeing up slightly confused, head hurting, and unable to move. The One that Controls Me is.Dark woods circus: Kaito's point of veiwI can remember the cart, the white halls with many doors, the room they locked me up in.īut the memories are clouded and fadeing. I stay alive but it's like I'm in coma, able to hear and see but not move an inch. My key has to stay wound up or I cannot move. A missing person report was filed but even if they found me, I doubt anyone would recognize me when I'm this deformed. Maybe I would have been better off.but either way, I'm here now. My roommate was heading to a party but I didn't join him. But I had to follow the sign and go to this circus. I was going to be a doctor, have my own practice. I was a student that just enrolled in medical school. Coming from the gear box, out my back, is a wind up key like that of a doll.īefore I joined "Dark Woods Circus". They are all attached to a gear box in my chest. Wires now run through my body to make me move instead of nerves, leaving parts of my body numb and others in constant pain. On my chest is a metal plate that covers my inner workings. On my face, there are stitches on either side of my mouth along my cheeks that look like a permanent smile. Visibly, parts of me are stitched back together to other skin, some to pieces of fabric that are basically patches. Very few parts of me were left unmodified. I was quite a good swordsman but I'm not sure if I am any more as I never got my katana back after the.surgery. What's the point in being depressed over something you can't change? None, so why bother with it. At least I was before this whole circus mishap. One day, a kind-looking man just took me and bought me. The caretaker was kind, but the space was so small, the food was so scarce, and the children were many. I have a few scars coming from my eyes and on my cheek.īefore I joined "Dark Woods Circus". It is completely made out of plastic.sometimes I think I'm like a living barbie. Somehow, scientists removed my soul from my past body into this one. I live and breath, and eat just as humans do, but I cannot feel. And if I do, I miraculously land on my feet, no matter what my position was before. From time to time, I can show emotion.if I want to. Oh, how did I get into this mess ? Oh, yeah. You are simply a passerby caught up in everything. I am treated like an animal and put into cages so the public can stare in awe at my ugly, ugly face. Oh ! A Mirror ! In the Dark Woods Circus, I 'm the.
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