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Title: Yours Bitterly
Challenge/Prompt: forgotten
Original Fiction or Fanfiction : Original Fiction
Characters/Pairings: (if applies)Marguerite du Bois, mentioned Elisabeth du Bois, Edward Adair
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: Mine, please don't steal!
Summary: Marguerite feels as though her oldest sister has forgotten her.

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Title: "Last Rites, Recurring Epitaphs"
Challenge/Prompt: #143 / Forgotten
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Characters/Pairings: N/A
Rating: PG-13 / K+
Warnings: -
Disclaimer:  Original work, my own stuffs, etc.
Summary:  "Help us," the wraiths plead, and the players do not listen.
Author's Notes:  :|  i have never played silent hill but this might be a silent hill homage. erm. yeah.

~

A creaking theater in a missing, fog-drowned town. An annual, secret performance, the audience a pinch of ashes.

"Help us," the wraiths plead, and the players do not listen. "We've forgotten."

Not the dancer with dazzling teeth and lupine form, bullet holes sizzling over his heart. Not the sombre violinist, her steel-toed boots keeping pace with calloused, nimble fingers. Not the twins, nomads from some other desert, their voices like smoke and honey and their eyes so cruel.

"Save us," the wraiths howl as the players conclude. "We remember."

"All your sins, come home to roost," the violinist says. "Suffer."

~
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Title: Price of Admission
Challenge/Prompt: #142 - Battle
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own disciplinary techniques.
Summary: He holds her teachings in the highest esteem.

◘◘◘

“What did you do?” she would ask him, and he would stand before with hands clasped behind his back and shoulders soldier-stiff and tell her. A classic technique, he had heard her say. Teaches honesty. Responsibility. Good-little-boy necessities.

He clasps his hands now in a nostalgic nod, but he hasn’t washed yet and the feeling is less than pleasant, so he lets them swing loose by his sides once more. She doesn’t seem to notice, kneeling before him with eyes cast upwards, a tremble on her lips and reaching hand.

“What did you do,” she whispers. “What did you do.”

-

Title: an open letter
Challenge/Prompt: #143 - Forgotten
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Original
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own the apocalypse.
Summary: found the pen behind the desk it was from thailand pretty useless really but at least i can do this 

◘◘◘

my name

check under the couch there will be a hole in the underside and a gun is in there. no ammo but maybe you will have more luck than me. there are also some other things take them if you want leave them if you dont im not going to care.

i dont think i was very good at this. i hope you are. i hope you find this i hope you EXIST never heard of one-in-seven-billion statistics so there has to be someone. thats just maths.

just want someone to know i was here MY NAME IS CA
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Title: Mnemonist
Challenge/Prompt: Forgotten
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Fanfiction [DC Comics]
Character: Barbara Gordon
Rating: General
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: DC owns Barbara, not me.
Summary: A photographic memory is a double-edged sword.

Nothing is ever forgotten. Images sink into her mind like ink into skin, portraits of her
past that never fade.

It gives her an edge no weapon will, and it can't be taken away from her. Brutal crimes, vital clues, secret files; they're stored forever behind her eyes.

She remembers the way Jason fought, unbridled passion driving every strike. She remembers the way Sarah walked, each and every stride as brisk and confident as the last. She remembers the way Stephanie flew through smog and stars with Cassandra.

She will never forget her mother's smile.

She'll never forget his, either.

Title: The Quiet Night
Challenge/Prompt: Forgotten
Original Fiction or Fanfiction: Fanfiction [DC Comics]
Character/Pairings: Barbara Gordon/Pre-Crisis Kara
Rating: General
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: DC owns Barbara (and Kara), not me.
Summary: She thinks she remembers everything, but she doesn't.

Sometimes, when Barbara sits high above the city's spires, she almost remembers. It's an ache in her chest that she can’t quite place, a wistful thought that she can’t quite grasp.

As she stares at the sinking sun, the breeze against her lips almost feels like a playful kiss, the warmth on her skin a tender caress.

It's only for a few moments, stolen from a time that never was. The breeze dies, and the warmth fades, and she is alone in the dark.

She searches the sky for a familiar smile, but all she can see are dead stars.
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Welcome!

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This week's prompt is... #143: Forgotten.

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