The first thing she knew was burning in her chest. A painful burn somewhere on the right that dragged her slowly back to consciousness.
Everything was foggy and blurry. People were around her and words were spoken that echoed incomprehensibly unnatural. A faint cry escaped her lips as one figure bent over her and sharp pain pierced her chest right where the burning was. Then she felt as some liquid was falling to the spot and it added even more burning and stinging feeling before her mind gave up and she drifted back to the sweet black dreamless dream away from pain and burn.
As she came back to her senses the first thing she realized was the soft sound of waves breaking to he shore. The burning in her chest was gone but faint pain was still there. As she slowly breathed in the pain became slightly stronger but she also felt bit out of breath.
However the feeling disappeared soon as she continued to breath calm and steady. Around that time she noticed that she was laying on her back what supposedly be a bed of some sort.
The mattress under her felt bit hard but still acceptable. Something of that sensation felt familiar but she couldn't point it to any place or situation.
As she slowly opened her eyes she see ceiling made of bamboo branches and walls covered by bamboo as well. Air felt hot and humid, but surprisingly nothing too unbearable. Simple wooden made window shades on her left were pulled down but they left enough light trough to tell that it was daytime.
Somewhere outside she was able to hear singing of various birds and on one direction several children playing. Someone was chopping wood with axe and a rooster who obviously had lost his voice long time ago. Truly a hideous sound.
A bit closer she heard some adults speaking but couldn't make out anything what they said.
She moved a little her arm and noticed that she had been dressed to loose yellow and brown colored robe which covered her decently but allowed quite free of movement and around her chest was wrapped white cloth bandage.
She stretched very slowly trying her arms and legs which seemed to be OK, just relaxed and weak after long sleeping.
Well her body seemed to be OK aside the hurt on the right side of her chest just below the right breast and the odd fact that she had a bit hard to breathe. Oh and now that she thought it she had a light headache also.
Now when she was awake she was able to observe her surroundings.
On the right side of the small room there was small wooden drawer with simple design, a chair and tiny night table between that and her bed. She noticed a framed picture on the table displaying of a couple, most likely in their early 30s. On the wall she noticed glass less window with bamboo shutters pulled down but letting air flow in and out from the room. On the far side of the room there was a closed door also made of bamboo and the floor, which was made of concrete, was covered by various of colorful carpets. All in all the room was neat and clean but very simple.
The building itself as she observed it seemed very low cost and light built one using as much natural materials as possible.
Everything was foggy and blurry. People were around her and words were spoken that echoed incomprehensibly unnatural. A faint cry escaped her lips as one figure bent over her and sharp pain pierced her chest right where the burning was. Then she felt as some liquid was falling to the spot and it added even more burning and stinging feeling before her mind gave up and she drifted back to the sweet black dreamless dream away from pain and burn.
As she came back to her senses the first thing she realized was the soft sound of waves breaking to he shore. The burning in her chest was gone but faint pain was still there. As she slowly breathed in the pain became slightly stronger but she also felt bit out of breath.
However the feeling disappeared soon as she continued to breath calm and steady. Around that time she noticed that she was laying on her back what supposedly be a bed of some sort.
The mattress under her felt bit hard but still acceptable. Something of that sensation felt familiar but she couldn't point it to any place or situation.
As she slowly opened her eyes she see ceiling made of bamboo branches and walls covered by bamboo as well. Air felt hot and humid, but surprisingly nothing too unbearable. Simple wooden made window shades on her left were pulled down but they left enough light trough to tell that it was daytime.
Somewhere outside she was able to hear singing of various birds and on one direction several children playing. Someone was chopping wood with axe and a rooster who obviously had lost his voice long time ago. Truly a hideous sound.
A bit closer she heard some adults speaking but couldn't make out anything what they said.
She moved a little her arm and noticed that she had been dressed to loose yellow and brown colored robe which covered her decently but allowed quite free of movement and around her chest was wrapped white cloth bandage.
She stretched very slowly trying her arms and legs which seemed to be OK, just relaxed and weak after long sleeping.
Well her body seemed to be OK aside the hurt on the right side of her chest just below the right breast and the odd fact that she had a bit hard to breathe. Oh and now that she thought it she had a light headache also.
Now when she was awake she was able to observe her surroundings.
On the right side of the small room there was small wooden drawer with simple design, a chair and tiny night table between that and her bed. She noticed a framed picture on the table displaying of a couple, most likely in their early 30s. On the wall she noticed glass less window with bamboo shutters pulled down but letting air flow in and out from the room. On the far side of the room there was a closed door also made of bamboo and the floor, which was made of concrete, was covered by various of colorful carpets. All in all the room was neat and clean but very simple.
The building itself as she observed it seemed very low cost and light built one using as much natural materials as possible.
I have a question, I am playing the female right? Only because your post was from a female's POV
Tjogs wrote:
Yes, that's right.
Right, so I’m starting from where you left off?
yep. i will "react" to what you will do. also if you do or end up to certain situations they trigger various events or reveal pieces of your lost memory.
practically the more you write the better i can respond.
practically the more you write the better i can respond.
Is my post long enough?? I was struggling on what to write as it's getting late here sorry
yeah that was good, however since this is for "this character" please note about her background. so far what you told about her is ok but there are features i will reveal as the story progress. like her another name etc
I’m really sorry but I’m going to have to drop. I’m not to keen on that style of roleplay
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