((Sorry that part of Rose's thing is hard to read))
Another solemn day had passed, bringing endless flashbacks and terrors. Finally he decided on the name John Egbert. Well, he had been told that his name was John Egbert. John had been hoping that his friends would visit him, especially on his birthday.. But days had past, proving that they couldn’t. He flopped back onto his bed, thinking things over. The nightmares hadn’t gone away but they had changed.
Part of him thought they had become worse, but he couldn’t fully judge them since he hadn’t slept through a whole night since they started. John was tired, very, very tired. Maybe, just maybe he could fall asleep....
John woke up, finding himself in front of a mirror. His straight jacket had been replaced by a ridiculous blue hoodie with a weird wind symbol on it. Upon further inspection he was in a 360 mirror. Everything looked normal, right? Things didn’t feel as hazy, things felt clear. But this couldn’t be reality, John sighed and closed his eyes. What was there left for him? Slowly he opened his eyes, his friend from Rainbow Falls was next to him in his reflection.
“Rose!” He put his hands up against the glass.
Things started making sense, things started clicking. He remembered them, his best friends. Rose gave him a weak smile, she looked like she was hurt. Slowly Rose disintegrated away, leaving nothing but space next to him. John couldn’t believe this, what was going on? After another blink his friend from Houston chilled against the side of the mirror with him.
“Dave?” John asked, remembering his friend.
Dave’s frames suddenly split. Revealing his red eyes that were full of pain and sorrow. John’s friend kneeled down to the ground and disappeared. Was he imagining? Was this real? John sunk to the floor, joining where his newly departed friend should’ve sat with him.
“Hey,” A soft voice said.“Jade?” John looked up, hopeful that his other friend would be there too.
A girl that could’ve been John’s twin stood in the mirror. Her grin was enough to make John think she was real, but when he reached out she had turned out to be an imagination. Several lights went out that John hadn’t even known were on. His other friends started appearing in the mirrors, many of them were on the ground, many of them were dead.
He saw blue blood get splattered across the face of a mirror, and on the next one a boy in a wheelchair sat crying. This didn’t make sense, at least, not to John. Finally on the last mirror a body was laying, cherry red blood seeped out their sides and John knew his best friend had died.
“Why?!” He threw himself onto the mirror, but in reality he threw himself onto the ground.
John woke up on the floor, strapped into his straight jacket. All of it had been a dream. His cruel imagination was killing him.
Rainbow Falls, North Carolina
Rose Lalonde finds herself sitting on her window ledge-- again. This place had become a nirvana-- as if nothing could hurt her here. In all reality that was a lie though-- a horrible horrible lie that she kept telling herself. Recently Rose had found some comfort in waiting for her platonic friend to come online, but everyone kept telling her that the one person-- the platonic friend-- who could make her feel better had died.
Everything seemed to freeze. No noise was made, nothing moved. Instantly Rose jumped up and ran downstairs, usually Mom was arguing with the television or one of the various wizard statues. But her mom was gone. Rose felt somewhat relieved. Her worst fear was that Mom had passed out-- again. But Mom’s car was gone, and if she left then who cared? Rose just didn’t want to have to deal with Mom’s dead-weight body.
Something on the fridge caught Rose’s attention. A 24-pack of ‘W’ magnets. Why ‘W’ exactly? Well, Mom had gotten them, so it was probably ‘W’ for ‘Wizards’. Or as Mom would say, ‘Wisards’. For a moment Rose thought of how her mother had turned out so weird. The incompetent spelling skills that Mom had were just baffling as to how she made it through school.
Randomly Rose took a ‘W’ magnet and placed 93 cents in its place, what she assumes a piece of plastic in the shape costs. Not thinking clearly, she places it on her top lip, acting like she has a moustache. This brings about 2.7 seconds of joy before she realized how idiotic she looked, in her kitchen, with a plastic moustache. Rose places the magnet back in its place, she leaves the 93 cents, finding no point in taking the coins.
The Dumbledore-esk wizard statue looked at Rose as if he was trying to decide if she was a pest or had some belonging.
“What’re you lookin at?” Rose asked the metal statue. “Oh what’s the point?” She sighed, shaking her head.
Talking to Mom was rare since Rose never really thought of a constantly drunk woman as a mother. That’s how Rose had found all of her friends. With a heavy sigh Rose walked out of the kitchen and back to her room. Rose opened the door to her room-- her laptop buzzed. Someone was pestering her. Quickly Rose opened the computer and saw the chat bubble appear.
turntechGodhead [TG] START PESTERING tentacleTherapist [TT]
TG: Hey are you busy?TT: Yes
TG: Good listen to this
Rose smiled and went with it. She missed the endless hours she would talk away with Dave. For once in a long time she felt important.
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