I began life normally. I started as a child; an ugly, pink wrinkly thing that cried and was always covered in some form of goo. I grew to a teen, went through moodiness, and now I am twenty, but I am no longer human.

Technically...

Sitting at my computer, playing idly with the bottle cap of the cola that I had been drinking out of boredome, I had no thoughts, and was surrounded just by the soft, dull hum of the fridge, and the occasional whooshing  of the wind outside. There was nothing here out of the ordinary and life went on simply and slowly, as it always does. I had grown bored of this host already, and it's species. The kindness and purity of the souls here was boring also.

I sighed, breaking the almost-silence that enveloped me. I put down the bottle cap, and rose from my seat, walking absently through the neat, white kitchen, and went o the huge window that ran along the entire back wall. It looked down onto the forest that looked so beautiful in the morning when the sun was just climbing through the sky into my vision. I looked indifferently at this scene. I'd forgotten that it was not I who thought of it's beauty- it was my host's memories. I peered out into the forest, hoping for something interesting, but alas, there was nothing.

Until I noticed a small group of dirty, grimy people running clumsily over the rocks and fallen trees. Their clothes looked unwashed and ragged; as if they hadn't seen the comfort of home for a while. They couldn't have been Cånth' iors

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CHARACTERS

Dane Trotter
Age: 20
Appearance: Dull blue/grey eyes, dirty blond hair, average skin colour. Average build (mesomorph). Prefers to wear skinny jeans and stripy tops or (those tops where they're long sleved, and the arms are coloured, and a bit at the top under theh neck but the rest is white... one that Hayley Williams is wearing here>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJgoi1lF85c)
Personality: At first he's indifferent and rude, but he learns to be nice, and calm. He learns to be human.
Type: Cånth' ior, but human at heart.

updated Oct 16 '11 by DaneTrotter