A log which I have no song lyrics to title with.
Characters: Gai, (spandexisyouth), Rain (notpissedoff)
Date/Time: Thursday, May 5th, starting just a few minutes before noon
Location: The Park of Parkness
Rating: PG, likely
Summary: Gai forgets everything. Again.
Gai cheerfully headed toward the park for his lunch break. There was one tree in particular he liked sitting beneath. It had plenty of shade, plenty of normal-sized birds, and it was where Bell could find him if Bell wound up able to make it out there too. Or really, where anyone could find him; he was rather predictable in being there most days.
Taking his favorite spot, Gai pulled out his sandwich... and blinked, looking around at an unfamiliar park. He got up, staring, trying to figure out where he was. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything like this, at all, back in... where was he even from? What was going on here? About the only thing he knew was that he was a little hungry, and he had a sandwich in his hand. But since he wasn't even sure of where the sandwich had come from, there was no way to know if it was safe. It got tucked back into the bag near him, a bag he searched fruitlessly for any sort of clues.
Then, concerned, upset, stressed, the nameless man (at least he knew that much about himself) picked up the bag and started to look for any information about what was happening.
Date/Time: Thursday, May 5th, starting just a few minutes before noon
Location: The Park of Parkness
Rating: PG, likely
Summary: Gai forgets everything. Again.
Gai cheerfully headed toward the park for his lunch break. There was one tree in particular he liked sitting beneath. It had plenty of shade, plenty of normal-sized birds, and it was where Bell could find him if Bell wound up able to make it out there too. Or really, where anyone could find him; he was rather predictable in being there most days.
Taking his favorite spot, Gai pulled out his sandwich... and blinked, looking around at an unfamiliar park. He got up, staring, trying to figure out where he was. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything like this, at all, back in... where was he even from? What was going on here? About the only thing he knew was that he was a little hungry, and he had a sandwich in his hand. But since he wasn't even sure of where the sandwich had come from, there was no way to know if it was safe. It got tucked back into the bag near him, a bag he searched fruitlessly for any sort of clues.
Then, concerned, upset, stressed, the nameless man (at least he knew that much about himself) picked up the bag and started to look for any information about what was happening.