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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 17:20:15 GMT -4
"Come on in!" Your reflection said as it grabbed your hand and yanked you through the liquid feeling mirror.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 11, 2010 17:22:14 GMT -4
Angela screamed as she was jerked into the mirror.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 17:32:01 GMT -4
In a flash of light, she found herself in the room again...as if nothing had happened...until she saw her reflection in the mirror...This time, the reflection was much more the one you were used to..but something felt...odd.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 11, 2010 17:35:52 GMT -4
Angela rubbed her head. "What the hell happened?"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 17:41:17 GMT -4
"Well, Now I'm You..." giggled the reflection. "And You are me! And we are both You!" she giggled as you began to realize that you were now what your reflection was moments ago...the 17 year old you.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 11, 2010 17:43:45 GMT -4
As Angela realized this, she screamed. "I can't be seventeen! What about my kids?! I'm only seven years older than my oldest now!"
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 18:29:07 GMT -4
"I'll take care of them..." she said. "I am in your world now, and you are in mine. Have fun" she said with a sinister smile as the crystal at the top of begins to dim, and your reflection vanishes.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 11, 2010 18:31:44 GMT -4
"Your world?! What do you mean?!" Angela ran at the mirror, now solid, and crashed into it, falling backwards with a thud.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 19:00:33 GMT -4
The mirror was now empty besides the reflection of your youthful face...a knock then came at the door.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 11, 2010 19:02:53 GMT -4
Angela turned towards the door, and opened it cautiously.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 19:10:34 GMT -4
There stood Lord Hugo. He looked younger...well...slightly younger.
"Hello, Angela...Find any outfits that fit?" he said
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Post by music of the night on Mar 11, 2010 19:11:56 GMT -4
"Outfits?" Angela noticed the man looked younger.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 19:33:34 GMT -4
"You got stuck in the rain on your way to school, and ruined your outfit...I offered to let you take what you could find in here..."
For some reason, that sounded...familiar.
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Post by music of the night on Mar 11, 2010 19:34:55 GMT -4
Why did that sound so familiar? "Oh... I, uhm, think something weird happened..."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Mar 11, 2010 19:35:48 GMT -4
"Weird? How so?" Hugo asked.
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