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Date Posted: 10:15:03 07/30/04 Fri
Author: Dog Ears
Subject: Don't Go Chasing Rainbows [Attempt #2]

-|Out of Character|-

~|Puppeteer|~
Dog Ears

~|Find Me|~
youkoaiko@hotmail.com

-|The Puppet |-

~| Why do you want my name? It's Elizabeth
Bryce.|~

~| I'm sixteen, if you want to know that
bad.|~

~| Boy, persistant! I'm a girl, obviously.|~

~| Unfortunately I've always been a human.|~

~| Abilities? What can a human do? Absolutely nothing.
|~

~| I've got dark brown, almost red hair that's
slightly curly and falls about to the middle of my
back. I don't do anything with it. My eyes are a dark
blue, and I'm kind of pale. I don't get out much. I'm
about 5"5. I've always been light and skinny.|~

~| Just on a quick note, I love blue jeans. I wear
blue jeans even in the summertime when it's really
hot. You'll likely find me in blue jeans no matter
what the weather, and some kind of tank top. I wear a
white bandanna on my head to keep sweat from pouring
into my eyes. I sweat like a pig.|~

~| I'm human, and I loathe it. Why do I have to
be the only progeny in my family who is human? I
wasn't gifted in any sport or anything! I want to be
an Indigo, but I can't change that. I hate it. To sum
it up, I'm mostly a complainer who thinks the grass is
always greener on the other side. I am a very jealous
person who can be sarcastic and rude to those around
me. Why? Guess it has something to do with what I am.
|~

~| Well...my history is kind of long - boring and
simple. I suppose I'll tell it to you if you want to
know that bad...|~

~| I was born in Bismarck, North Dakota along with my
two siblings: Jamie and Eric. Jamie, my little sister,
was an Indigo. She had strange powers - she could move
things across the room without even touching them by
the time she was four. She was absolutely terrible
when she had a temper tantrum. Eric and I had to keep
Mom's porcealin dolls on the shelves while she
attended to Jamie. When she grew older she obtained
better control of her personality. My older brother,
Eric, was the calm and quiet one, also an Indigo, with
the ability to do just about anything with fire. {He
nearly burned the house down when he accidentally set
Grandpa's oxegen tank on fire. That's the reason he
lives in a nursing home now, and not with us.} He was
also little when he discovered his powers. Mother
didn't mind, even though she was mortal.
Since my siblings were Indigo, I thought I would be,
too. I greatly anticipated what powers would show up
in me, and I always dreamt about what I would do with
my powers. I finally settled myself on a power I guess
I made up myself. I could control sleep and REM
movement - I could put people to sleep and make them
dream about whatever I wanted. Yet, when I turned
twelve, there was no sign of any powers inside of me.
Mother told me not to worry - she loved me no matter
what I was. But that wasn't enough! I didn't care
about love when I was twelve!
Watching a TV show about Yoga told me everything I
wanted to hear. I could obtain a greater power if I
meditated! So that was what I did - I exercised, but
didn't really gain much in muscle-mass. I ate less {as
if I wasn't thin enough already}, and I meditated
whenever I didn't have to cook dinner or do homework.
By the time I was fifteen and had entered the ninth
grade, I knew right then that I would never be
anything more than a weak little human. Eric and Jamie
had mysteriously disappeared one night, and Eric
returned - Neutralized, someone had told Mother. He
died three days later. Inside frustration and rage had
been building up inside of me, and I knew I would snap
if I didn't leave.
I would never be an Indigo. Why did it hit my siblings
and not me? Why was a nothing more than a weak mortal
while everyone else was a powerful Indigo? I didn't
want to be human! It wasn't fair! I turned sixteen,
and actually became one of the popular kids at school.
It wasn't enough. There weren't many Indigos at
school, and I tried to befriend them. Yet for some
reason they all shied away from me. Only humans
considered me worth talking to, and I only considered
Indigos worth talking to. I was who I hated - humans
were weak, cowardly creatures, while Indigos were
brave and strong. I would never be anything, never be
worth anything. I wasted sixteen years waiting for
something that couldn't happen. I truly was mortal.|~

"I'm not miserable - just disappointed."

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>>>> -- Laurel, 18:04:59 07/30/04 Fri
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