The dim light shone upon the jail cell that was meant to be used for interrogating the criminals who were caught. There wasn't any window to see outside or any bar to keep those thats inside from escaping but a big screen was there to help those inside the room to communicate with those thats outside.
On the middle of the cell was a table with four chairs near. On the table was a tape to record the voices in case something went wrong with the cameras that recorded inside.
After a few minutes two police man brought a girl with brown locks that faded to purple and sat her down on one of the chairs and stepped back towards the back of the small room.
After she sat there without handcuffs or anything two other males came in with a boy whose hair was complete dark purple that can be mistaken for black if not looked at carefully and just like the girl he was sat down by the other two males.
"So Oreo, let's start this trial. Firstly can you tell us your full name?" The male with long black hair, black eyes and black clothes asked cold and sternly as he looked coldly towards Oreo with his tired looking black eyes while the other one with short blonde brushed back hair and clothes that represented his heroic self stood beside him, watching every movement of Oreo.
"Sure! My name is Allison Jenna Nikomedes! But you can call me Allison! What else would you want to know mister?" The girl with brown-purple hair, as she is known Allison, spoke happily and motioned for them to continue.
"Okay Allison. Firstly tell us about how you ended up here with us. As far as I know you're supposed to have already been gone far away." the blonde boy asked and Allison felt her heart stop for a bit.
It wasn't because she loved him cause her heart already belonged to someone else. The reason her heart stopped was because she remembered all the times she suffered because of him.
"I would love to but are you sure you want to know my whole life? It's a really big and looong story!" Allison said in a nervous way but this didn't stop the other three males from telling her to continue.
"Well then! It's all started the day Charles was going on a tour...."
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There was a quite popular restaurant in Greenwoods that was named 'Oneirataxia'. If a celebrity came to Greenwoods then that one would be found in Oneirataxia for sure. And the restaurant had one rule that meant to not be broken
,or else that person who broke it would be banned from the place, no matter who you see you gotta treat them like how you'd treat a normal person. This rule was set by the owner of the restaurant and it's purpose was to make everybody comfortable.In a place like this there was a boy in his twenties who had black square glasses on his sky blue eyes. He was rather discomforted by his haters saying bad things about him like "Your music is the worst I've ever heard!" "Are you sure you aren't autistic?" "I'm sure all you do is copy from others." and many things that are worse than these and since he had a fight with his parents about him being a singer and music producer because they wanted him to have another job and they hated musicians.
As he was overthinking about these a girl with brown locks and blue orbs came into the restaurant while carrying her bag on her shoulder and looked around the restaurant and immediately realized her beloved idol whose online name was CD15. He was sitting on the table that was beside the window and seemed to be saddened by something, which caused the girl to decide going ahead and comforting him.
"Hey! I'm not imagining and you're CD15 right?" The girl asked to make CD15 give his attention to her.
"Yes but I'd be glad if you called me Charlie, and may I ask who you are?" Charlie asked with a 180 degree mood change.
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Amaranthine
FantasyWord Meaning: Immortal A deep shade of purple-red Eternally Beautiful -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- A dim light shone upon the jail cell room. There wasn't any window to see outside but a big screen was there to help those inside the room to...