Beneath The Larch Tree _______I was laying under one of those beautiful Larch trees, barely half asleep. The warm sun shone down, illuminating everything. And the air was considerably warm for mid-autumn. The gold lace of needles above my head glowed, giving my bed of needles and broad leaves a brilliant yellow hue. In the distance I could hear a pair of crows bickering over breakfast, the usual. And the foghorns on the distant bay roared into the clear blue sky like whales, calling out to one another and claiming their territories. It was then that I thought of them, of the others. _______How long had it been, I wondered, since I last saw the face of someone else I knew? I understood perfectly clear that I couldn't stay at home... I was no longer welcome, or so it seemed. Some sort of evil had split the ground there. I remember descending the cliffs, some sort of flash... but I can't recall how I climbed back out. All I saw were the lush plains and trees for the last time when I looked over my shoulder. Into the mountains I went and, well, here I am. And here you are. _______It's difficult to explain, returning to my memories so slowly. Sometimes I come across amazing revelations, and other times I laugh and wonder what I'm actually remembering and what I'm making up. I hope, by explaining my story aloud, I'll be able to remember more. I wish I could say I experienced some life-altering change that bestowed an unfortunate amnesia on my sad life, pretending I deserve no pity no matter how hard I seek it out. But in honest reality, I don't really care. But it has come to my attention that I have no alibi for the past few months of my life. I don't believe I've suffered true amnesia, nor do I believe my life has been sad. I have made great friends in the past, and the more I think on them, the more I remember about them. I hope the same may be said for myself. Journal Entries _______This is where I keep my information, so I have something to look back to in case I forget again. Sometimes I write about my day, sometimes I write about my feelings... and on occasion, I simply write; poetry, prose, little ideas for maybe a play or a book... Just little things, nothing too important. Feel free to take a look at it. ..Though, please, if you come across anything that looks a little too personal, please skip the page. It's only polite. April 10, 2008. ___ A Fugue. That's what it's called. I've had a Dissociative Fugue. I thought I was only gone for a couple of weeks. No, it's been months. No wonder it's not October... Where have I been?? February 10, 2008. ___ It's very cold today. Amazingly cold. How can anyone be outside in this weather? I've decided to travel south to stay with an acquaintance of mine. January 4, 2008. ___ Yesterday I visited home. Emsohl was very glad to see me. But Ubu wasn't there. I wonder where he could be? December 27, 2007. ___ I.. honestly can't believe it. I came across a good friend of mine today, by the name of Sonikkun. Honestly, it's been years since I've last seen his face. He appears to be in good condition, and although we didn't recognize each other at first, we seem to be getting along fairly well. I wonder what happened to his wings... Meet The New So? You honestly want to know more about me? ...Well, I suppose I couldn't blame you, my past is, I suppose, fairly interesting. Excuse me a moment... where did I put those glasses... ah, here we are. *A-hem*, I'm curious about the Lupe I used to be, and I question things said and done, by and to me. But I guess we should start with the me I am now, shall we? Alright. Name: Vihrea Nickname: Vihrie Owner: Abra Species: Lupe Brush: Skunk Gender: Female Health: 13/13 IQ: 171 Pelt: Black Stripes: Lime Iris: Chartreuse Ears: Large, set back Tail: Rough, curled Figure: Lanky, slim Accessories: Spectacles Petpet: Obnob the Plushie Gangee Shukumei 宿� I've spent several years in Shukumei. I understand that it's the only place I've actually managed to make any friends, hah... But that isn't surprising, considering I made no friends at school and went to live in Shukumei immediately after graduation. I first entered from the North (or was it the South?) during a terrible blizzard. I was about to turn back when I smelled fur. I met up with some Lupes in a cave, and, well... I met some interesting creatures there. I don't exactly remember their names, but, well, if I remember correctly, I did make great friends with at least one of them. It's a shame, I rarely saw his face around during my last few months there. I have yet to hear of his fate. ___This place, Shukumei, is a terribly interesting one. Lupes, Kougras, Draiks, and other neopets come and go as they please. I believe I serve as a good example of that. The faces I met there were generally friendly, though I have heard of and occasionally come across some very bitter and unhappy creatures... Acquaintances and Comrades Sonikkun - - - I remember Sonikkun was certainly my best friend back in the day. I suppose he still is, I mean, I recently ran into him (quite literally, actually.) I'm afraid to admit I didn't recognize him at first, but it had been so long... and his wings, what had happened to his wings I wonder? I'm worried Soni's not himself. No doubt the years have changed him. ...Where have I heard that quote... "No doubt the years have changed me,"... ugh, this is going to drive me insane. I feel like I heard someone say those words before, but I honestly can't put a face or name to the voice. Ah, well. Soni is an honest friend, though occasionally quiet. He has beautiful white fur--the kind of fur even my sister would envy: long and well cared for. But his piercing yellow eyes could make your heart skip a beat. Never the less, he has a smile to melt your heart away completely. Bless you, Soni. Itaan - - - My sister is the younger of us two, despite her size. She's a bit bigger than me, but has always acted the younger. What spoiled brat--and I love her for it. Unusually (or perhaps not?,) Itaan was the only creature I could remember throughout the betwixt and between. Maybe because she came to me... She always came to me for any of her troubles. Even now she visits me at least once every couple of weeks, here and there. My sister... I think there's something wrong with her. She's growing weak. Let's face it, she's always been rather weak in a physical sense. I mean, she has no arms, not to be rude. She used to roll around on a pair of wheels. But ever since she found her Scout Unit on Kreludor, he's provided a pair of legs for her. Jaasen is still walking strong, but Itaan is having trouble keeping up lately... so she doesn't use him as much. She just walks on her hind legs, taking various rests here and there. I think she might be sick. Miniature Replicas It may sound silly, I understand... But all of these were gifts--to me! I couldn't possibly refuse. The detail in all of these replicas is absolutely immaculate. I, well, I can't thank the artists enough who actually spent their time making something for me. It really was very nice. I appreciate it. Won't you look through some of them? Dissociative Fugue I don't know where to start. Where have I been for the past ten months? I can't understand why I don't remember. When I was visiting Ayye, a neighbor of his said he met me, made friends with me. I had no idea who this creature was, nor had I ever seen him before. He told me he knew my name was Vihrea and that I had run away from home. Oddly enough, that's all... relatively true. He also said I never mentioned Shukumei or my sister, or any other friends from my past. He said I acted as though I had no one. But he only saw me for two weeks. What happened during the other nine and a half months? Visit Elsewhere <a href=http://www.neopets.com/~Vihrea><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v173/Kularro/Vihreatrot_patch.jpg" border="0" width="50" height="50"></a> General Inquiries Would you like to role-play with me? In all honesty, I'm a wretched role-player... I don't mean to undermine my writing skills, but I will often leave responses alone for weeks or even months on end without replying. Before long, my inbox is cleared, and all RPs shrivel up and die. So, I'm sorry, but that's a no... Why did you decide to bring Vihrea back? Inspiration. And guilt. You know, the usual. Why did you take her page down in the first place? I was foolish enough to let the opinions of "better people" get to me. I was embarrassed to have any character be based off of someone else's original creation. But guess what. This is neopets, not BBC; a game, and nothing more. Needless to say, my characters have developed into their own original personalities with individual pasts and futures. Since August 18, '06.