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Join Date: Oct 2007
Age: 36
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Too much talk, not enough writing!
*drops Keroko bomb and RUNS*
Spoiler for Part II?:
The Chronicle of the Black Order/Magical Girl Lyrical Nanoha
Episode 00: Watashi wa…. Georashi Keroko…
“So, have we gotten her name yet?”
“Unfortunately, no, we haven’t. It appears that she’s suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder; we
can’t even get her to speak, only the word ‘Georashi’.”
“It would be safe to presume, that word has some meaning… her name perhaps?”
“Geo…rashi…” A man clicked his tongue. “It sounds foreign…” He turned to a German man. “It
sounds European to me.”
“That would make no sense,” Replied the German. “We found her in a Japanese village, and she has
Asian features. Perhaps if she was in a mixed family, but I had never heard of this village before
the disaster…. So it’s unlikely that people from other countries would have either.”
It was called one of the most peculiar disasters of the time. A village in Japan’s outskirts seemed to
cave in on itself, being destroyed utterly. The populace seemed to have turned on themselves in
riotus melee, destroying each other and themselves in the process. However, this didn’t account for
the inexplicable fires that simply refused to be put out, long after their fuel had burned away, nor did
it account for the peculiar part of hollowed out earth a mere kilometer from the village, as if a great
and terrible creature had risen up from the ground. Not only that, but there was a gout of flame from
that so-called ‘emergence point’ to the village that still smoldered. Furthermore, bodies were hanging
off of trees. Some people appeared to have dropped from a great height, perhaps hundreds of meters.
The tallest building in the village was only 20 meters.
People from across the world had gathered to this small village, trying to explain the disaster (and to
quell the fears that this could happen in their countries, too). Americans justified it as a terrorist
attack, but the argument was so flimsy that it changed nothing, so they simply up and left. The
Brits likewise thought it some form of domestic terrorism, but likewise had no evidence to back it
up. They left with the Americans, unable to do anything else, and continued doing absolutely nothing.
Those that stayed called it everything from a natural disaster to an Act of God.
Furthermore was the girl, still alive, found in the center of the village, curled up in a ball with a
peculiar energy surrounding her. Some people swore she was floating. Of course, simply floating
was impossible without magic, and everyone knew that magic didn’t exist.
Somewhere, four-year old Nanoha Takamachi began to cackle madly. Arisa and Suzuka decided to
leave her alone for that day.
The girl was in a strange state. Though she was physically unhurt, a miracle in itself, she acted as
if a great weight was upon her shoulders. She spoke little, and moved little; the only word that
anyone could get out of her was the peculiar word “Georashi”, as noted earlier, but it was still
unknown what it meant.
The girl also showed peculiar mannerisms. Since they couldn’t get her to talk, they sent the girl away
to a nearby hospital while they continued to piece together the mystery of the disaster (someone
found a giant black scale on the ground. Upon picking it up, they went mad until they put it back
down. No one dared to touch that scale). At the hospital, the girl would sit by herself and speak to
no one, and wouldn’t even eat or drink. When asked to draw a picture of what happened, she only
drew a peculiar image of a giant creature eating people merrily. When given toys to play with, she
would violently break them.
She was self-harming. One morning, the doctors found that the girl had somehow managed to sneak
up to the roof of the hospital. She jumped off the roof. She suffered a concussion and a broken
arm. It’s worthy of note that the hospital was about seventy to eighty meters tall. Thus, they locked
the door to her room from the outside.
The next day, she was trying to smash her head against the wall. They tied her down. Eventually,
she calmed down. Afterward, there were no problems out of her.
It should be noted that this took over six months. Not once did she eat or drink or use the restroom
(though she did sleep quite a bit).
The doctors drove themselves insane trying to figure out what she was sustaining herself off of. When
they found nothing, they considered locking her up for all time, using her as experiments and as a
guinea pig.
And then she spoke.
“My name is… Keroko Georashi…” she said to them one morning. “And I am the last of my
people. Please, do not make their deaths a science experiment.”
Mass chaos ensued. Would the physicists and doctors and scientists listen to the request of the
small village’s last survivor, or would they continue to understand its mystery. Japanese politicians
put their foot down; it was a matter of honor to adhere to the girl’s request. They began to expel
those who wanted to pry the enigma apart. Within a few short weeks, the mystery of the destroyed
village would forever remain a mystery and go in the texts of time as a freak accident. In years’ time,
the Pope would herald this as a warning of the End of the World; likewise, a particular cult would
manage to get ahold of the “Scale of the Leviathan” and be driven mad by Deathwing’s dark influence
that still emanated from it.
Deathwing himself thought it was all hilarious as he watched this through the girl’s eyes. Those who
worshipped were a fickle lot after all, he would muse. Give them a ‘sign’ and watch them run with it
to the corners of the Earth. And all of it because he had let this girl survive. Maybe it was more fun
this way, to let her live. He chortled madly, and when he did Earth felt as if a chill had touched its
molten core. That day was freakishly cold for its season.
A kindly doctor decided that it was time for the girl to be reintroduced to society, in a place far
removed from these events. He and Keroko moved to the doctor’s hometown, Uminari City, and thus
put the gears in motion that would entwine the girl’s fate with that of many others.
Eh... I have more written than this, but not a completed scene. I'll get back to that later.
Please make sure I'm doing it right <3
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