( But Why Am I Marie? )

How's My Driving?
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X - Dislike/Hate/Has never met/Neutral
♥ - Standard//Acquiantance/People you talk to
♥ ♥ - People considered as friends/Like to talk with
♥ ♥ ♥ - People considered as good friends/Like to talk with a lot
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[In celebration of the mun's ending college semester, this post is not the usual ' pick an action' one, but pick a character! So here we go.

A. Marie Curie, a young lady, is at school, practicing her piano playing. Some Mozart, some Beethoven, but more or less just a general practice. She's not perfect, but she is better than the average player.

B. ( Read more... )

I... I used to think, I might be happy living here.

I didn't have to live up to the expectations of my original... I could finally do what I wanted... I had an actual family...

... But... then, they... they came to my house, and...

[a.k.a, they burnt her house down. plus her.]

I want to go back to the academy... oh god, more than anything in the world ( Read more... )

Excuse me... I've been told that I am a 'babysitter'? That I'm expected to take care of other people's children?

I've never done it before... but I'm glad I have a paying job. It'll help get me closer to buying a piano.

With this in mind, is anyone else a babysitter, or know how to take care of children? This will really be a first for me.

[After waking up in this odd new house, Marie comes to the conclusion this is part of the new transfer school she was told about. But as she walks around, those pictures are rather confusing... oh, a phone! Maybe this is how she calls the doctors...]

Excuse me? I'd get to get in touch with the doctor, please... or whoever is in charge of this. Or ( Read more... )