Dislocated
Envious - Gloomy - Lonely
Pet Information
Pet Name: Dislocated
Owner: Chandler
Theme / Type: Phantom Jinx
Born: August 13, 2010
Gender: Male
Collection: 4
Mood: Mad
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 10 / 10
Strength: 6
Defense: 8
Speed: 5
Intellect: 5
Misticpower: 7
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1155 [ View Foods ]
Under Contruction...My current project
Thank you xxxlennexxx for the PSC. :3
Shy....I...bah. Go here. I've nothing left to say. <3
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Dislocated:
1: to put out of place; specifically : to displace (a bone) from normal connections with another bone
2: to force a change in the usual status, relationship, or order of : disrupt
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-[Name: Alexander Hampton
-[Alias: the grey man
-[Age: 19
-[Gender: male
-[Hair|Eyes: dirty blond | pale grey
-[SO: straight
-[Status: open
Impassive;; Hesitant ;; Bitter
[A college student who is dying of cancer. His soul is, at night, transported into a parallel world where even the grass seems oppressed and grey.]
"Tell me you've found something." Alexander's father stood by the doctor, hands in pockets. His eyes glowed faintly in the poorly lit hall.
The doctor quietly closed the bedroom door, and turned to face Mr. Hampton. "From what I can tell, your son is suffering from depression. It's become a fast growing problem amongst the teenage population."
"Well...that can be fixed, can't it? Surely he isn't so unhappy?"
"I don't know if it can be fixed, but It can be helped. I can prescribe medications for him which should improve his condition...But there's something else...those CT scans...." The doctor looked at the doorknob, where his hand still rested, breathing heavily. How did you tell your best friend his child was dying of cancer? He steeled himself, and returned his gaze to Mr. Hampton. "I'm very sorry. It's never good to be the bearer or receiver of bad news....Jack, I've known you since high school. It pains me to say this, but your son...he has an advanced case of Mesothelioma. I checked with the hospital; he had had his own scans done a number of months ago, when you said the chest pain, coughing, and shortness of breath started. I have no idea why, but he's done nothing about it at all, even thought it's become progressively worse."
Jack Hampton's face was ashen as he stumbled past the doctor, pushing open the door to his son's room. Alexander, grey eyes empty of emotion, gazed up at him from the bed, an open book in his lap. He took in his father's ruffled state and horrified expression, and smiled bitterly.
He knew.
Alex felt something leaden dragging him down, a deep-set guilt and coldness. He had expected this, had he not? He wanted to feel oblivion. Surely life was better once you no longer worried about death. His father's startled cry didn't reach him; the young man was already unconscious by the time the small book fell from his frozen hands.
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Alexander gazed at the empty landscape before him. How had he come here? Everything was grey and faded. The trees bent as if some great weight hung upon them, the grass still; no wind blew, no rain fell. The mountains, grey swept and bleak, seemed to loom above him, far away and yet closer enough that he could touch them if he tried. Why was this world so heavy?
It had been so long since he'd last seen his family...what were they like? Was his father still so preoccupied? His mother distant? And what of his little sister? Had she grown up into a young woman by now?
Alex doubled over, breath coming in short gasps, the pain in his chest spreading over his rib cage. Oh yes, coming to this world had saved him from death, but it hadn't provided relief. A ghostly figure passed him on the left, face distorted, her dress ragged. She was a barely lighter tint of grey than the grass she stood on. Little black sheep followed her, morose and sickly. Why were things like this? He had a feeling it hadn't always been this way. But what could he do? For now, he was caught in a grey world, like those silent films his father watched. A grey man.
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