The Last Flicker (O/A)

Cheshire Grin

The mischievous riddler cat
Original poster
FOLKLORE MEMBER
Invitation Status
Posting Speed
  1. 1-3 posts per day
  2. One post per day
  3. 1-3 posts per week
Writing Levels
  1. Adept
  2. Adaptable
Preferred Character Gender
  1. Male
  2. Female
  3. Primarily Prefer Female
Genres
Fantasy, Modern, Magical, Horror, and Romance

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"Mystery creates wonder, and wonder is the basis of man's desire to understand." - Neil Armstrong


What if you woke up one day and found out you weren't normal anymore? What would you do if you found out one day you were one of the most important figures in human history? That would make you feel pretty special, wouldn't it? But what would happen if it came true?

The year is 2032, the world is in turmoil. The Unemployment Rate has risen from 30 to 50% within the past year and has slowly been getting worse, the environment has taken its toll, and the people are no longer happy. The world, at one point, used to be the happiest place until something happened. Not a lot of people know what, but that was when things starting going downhill. To make things worse, the rich have made the lives of the poor difficult, forcing them into doing things no human being should do. While some places of work were able to avoid them, many small businesses haven't been able to get out of their greedy hands.

The governments are in disrepair, but they are trying their best to protect the people, however, they can only do so much. The only reason people haven't completely given up completely is for the stories of the old days.

Myths, legends, mysteries, stories, curses. Humans have always been drawn to them. They have fueled the minds of many children for a long, long time. Even as they reached their adult years, they never gave up believing their heroes will come to life and save them from their existence. Many children wished they would still be around and maybe the world wouldn't be a terrible place. While some myths were told to bring awe, there are other stories meant to scare others. Curses are the main reason people both love and fear mysteries, many have tried to find one of these fabled places but would fail in the end. It appeared as if many of these legends didn't want to be found...at least, not yet.

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"It's pretty scary to know how quickly time flies." - James Wan

There are humans out there...very bad humans who don't want to share the mysteries of the world but to plunder them. While there are secret agendas for each individual, the main goal is clear. Find these places and steal everything they have by using the one thing they need the most, the Vessels.

The Wonders, the legends all have heard about, are making a come back. It's time for the past to help the present in order to save the future. Children will never know pain as long as there is still hope and a little bit of imagination.

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The sun hung high in the big blue sky, the clouds hovered in front of the sun every once in a while creating the best shade for those who needed it. The breeze blew over those who were outside helping to cool off those all over New York City and the Bronx. New York, in its prime, was one of the best places to be. Fast food, Bright Lights, The New York Atmosphere and the unique people who once called this city home. Now, times have changed. The once inviting atmosphere was gone, most of the unique people were no longer around and the Bright Lights hide the facade of sadness and despair around the cities. Once known as the City of Dreams was now forever known as the City of Decay.

New York City wasn't the only place to have changed, the whole world had plunged into another Great Depression. It was now very rare to see anyone happy and getting along with each other. The cities had crumbled to nothing, money was harder to get and jobs were scarce. Children had to be careful out on their own unless they would be at risk of slavers, kidnappers, killers, or anyone. The police couldn't do anything to help no matter how hard they tried. With all the sadness and depression happening, it was a miracle people haven't started killing each other just yet.

Outside of her current home in the Bronx, within Central Park, a young woman was sitting on the grass as she grazed her fingertips on the flowers surrounding her. It was the second week of May, around noon, small animals were still out and about, trying to find any food in parts of the park, not completely in shambles. The dark-skinned female stood up and looked around for a bench. Once she found one, she walked over towards the bench and sat down on, looking at the large pond not too far from her. It was well kept because of the people who wanted to give the children in the area at least one safe place to play. The young female blinked her blue hues before looking up towards the clouds and stood up. She would then look at the ground she stood on and started looking for pretty flowers.

Alas, she was only able to find one, one that she wanted to use. A lily. She gently plucked it from its stem and held it between her fingers, her fingertips rubbing against the petals. Her shoulder blade length, unkempt, platinum blonde hair swayed a bit in the breeze as she looked towards the pond. She wanted to swim in it. Just like old times. But she could bring herself to do so. She had the memory of finding her bloated mother rolling through her head over and over again. Quickly shaking her head, the young female walked over towards a tree that was close to the pond and crouched low where the roots popped out of the slightly muddy ground. There were a small number of flowers planted at the roots and she placed the plucked lily against the tree itself.

Moving her legs a bit, she leaned back on her knees and bowed her head smiling. "Hey mama, I hope things are going well, I don't know if you are happy, but I hope you are. Papa and I are still going strong, I make sure he is doing what he needs to do. Things don't seem to be getting better over here. The rich people aren't really helping us that much anymore. They asked for this ridiculous amount of money to fix the park. Of course, w-we couldn't pay it, s-so we decided to fix it up ourselves. Y-Your favorite pond is clean, I-I helped out to the best of my ability, but y-you know how I feel a0about the water now." She mumbled the last sentence before holding her wrist tightly. Her lip stiffening before placing her hands on her bare legs. "I-I know that you want m-me to keep sw-swimming, just like I always did when I was in school. B-But it's hard to do now. Ever since th-that day, th-the water scares me. Wh-What if I-I see another body. That could be someone's mother or sister or even a child. I don't know if I can handle seeing that again." Tears rolled down her face before she would quickly wipe her face. A soft chuckle just escaped her lips, a hand going back to resting on her leg. Her laughter jumped between a stifled chuckle and a soft whimper. "D-Dang it, I promised I wouldn't cry, but here I-I am now, b-being a big baby. Sorry mama, I'll try to be happier. As you always said, greet every day with a smile and things will get better." A faint gasp escaped the young woman's lips before turning her head up towards the sky, seeing the clouds fly over and the sun beaming down. 'Noon already? Where does the time go?' She thought before looking towards the roots and the flower. Once her face was clean, she just smiled. It was the biggest smile she could do after crying a bit.

"S-Sorry mama, I have to get going. I-I want to try to get something to eat before it g-gets too crowded at the small café I go it. Oh, you would have loved it, it's so cute~ I will be here tomorrow, though. I'll try to find more flowers, everything is dying around here, but I think I can find something. Love you, mama, talk to you later. Oh, papa says he loves you and so does Aunt Regina. Bye~" She muttered softly bowing her head once more before standing up and dusting off her legs. Fixing her faded blue jean short shorts and the small tank top she wore. The clothes she had on would be questionable for someone of her age since she was built a bit differently for most girls, but there were the clothes she had modified herself since she was a swimmer. Well, a former swimmer. While she didn't swim anymore, she didn't want to throw the clothes out. She promised she would start swimming again and the clothes she had right now would be very useful...even if they did look too inviting.

The young woman's name was Rosangela, Rosangela Darya. She had been a veteran of New York for as long as she could remember, her family has always been here, it was home. She had wondered what it was like to travel, but living within a lower working class family, traveling was out of the question. She often wondered what it would be like if she and her family were rich, but that would go down the toilet once she heard a rich family started bullying the poor again. Rosangela knows not all rich people are bad, but she is starting to wonder if there were any left. Rosangela started walking out of Central Park and started walking along the sidewalk to nowhere in particular. True, it was around noon and people were starting to get out for their breaks at work or just getting in, Rosangela didn't have the luxury of getting a job just yet. Looking for one was hard in this economy, it would be a miracle if she found anything. Mentally sighing, the African-American female held her head high and looked forward, her hands behind her back and a smile on her face. Her gradient eyes scanning the area around her, finally deciding to go to a small café and get something to eat since she had enough money to get some food.
 
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