Pet Name: Dystopia
Owner: Muse
Theme / Type: Daydream Zokuleon
Born: May 24, 2010
Gender: Female
Battle Portal Stats
Level: 1
Hit Points: 5 / 5
Strength: 2
Defense: 1
Speed: 3
Intellect: 3
Misticpower: 5
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
Books Read
Books Read:
None
Dreaming of the outside world...
Will it be as is expected or something... more?
Each day came and went at an antagonizingly slow pace for me. I was constantly prodded and stuck with tiny metal instruments... some were meant to stay. I still have scars from when I tore those horrible little things out.
I dreamed of the outside world nightly, whenever I could catch a wink. I often thought, "Is it worth it? All this forceful and often painful manipulation... is it worth it?".
Honestly, I would pay anything to find a way out of this dystopia I was born into. This fervored state of mind that's come over me for the past couple of weeks won't last forever, so I fear I'll burn out before I'm able.
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Dystopia
an imaginary place where people lead dehumanized and often fearful lives
. [Age: 4 (Appears to be in early twenties)
. [Gender: Female
. [Race: Presumed to be human
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Two ravens in the old oak tree, one for you and one for me
Bluebells in the late December, I see signs now all the time
The last time we slept together, there was something that was not there
You never wanted to alarm me but I'm the one that's drowning now
I could sleep forever these days because in my dreams I see you again
But this time fleshed out fuller face in your confirmation dress
It was so like you to visit me to let me know you were ok
It was so like you visit me, always worrying about someone else
At your funeral I was so upset, so upset,
In your life you were larger than this
statuesque
I see signs now all the time that you're not dead you're sleeping
I believe in anything that brings you back home to me
Signs - Bloc Party