Memory Loss, The Story

[Dj_Maximus]

Thread is closed, sorry.

I lost the appetite, and it was just not going anywhere productive.

Maybe at a later date.... sorry

Dj

 

[AllieCat]

Catherine:

She sat in the bar nursing a beer, that she detested. But well she was here to meet someone that might help her find her brother. She looked at her watch and groans, seeing that the lady was already a half hour late. She wasn't going to wait here that much longer.

"Do you want another beer, gal?" The bartender asked me.

"No I think this will be fine for now, my partner for tonight hasn't shown up later, probably heading out."

The bartender nodded and started to wipe down the counter near me. "I'm sure that this person will be coming soon... Nowadays people are always running late and running around like chickens."

Catherine takes a sip of her drink and hrms. "I hope you are right... otherwise I might be loosing an important lead. But I'm sure you don't want to hear about it."

"It's okay... I have nothing else to do, Roger can take the other orders for the small amount of folk here tonight. So what is it that you are looking for?"

Cat smiles at the bartender, thinking that he is kinda handsome in the dim light. "A family that I never knew. Well... I think I do have a brother out there, and a mom and dad obviously. I would like to find them and find out about them."

'I'm sure you will one day. And your brother should be out there looking for a pretty lady like you."

Catherine smiles slightly at the bartender and looks at her watch again and sighs.

 

[Dj_Maximus]

Raven:

See first post

Dj

 

[patford31769]

OOC: I first posted this on the original "casting call" for this thread, weeks ago. Now because of this new character Catherine, and the added new detail about the head injury, I altered the beginning my post a little. I think it still works, despite the plot having changed a little from what was originally described in the casting call.

Christina

Height 5'6"
38D-25-36
Brown hair & eyes
Age 26
Athletic and energetic

I was sitting at the bar with Catherine, my boyfriend's sister. We argued a bit about how we
were going to find Raven, after he simply disappeared three days ago. I realized that our loud disagreement was just stress over not knowing where Raven was, but Catherine and I said things to each other that we instantly regretted, and I just felt we needed some distance from each other. So I sat at the opposite end of the bar from her, to give us both time and distance to cool off.

I hadn't even known that Catherine would be in this bar tonight. Although it shouldn't have surprised me, since this was Raven's favorite hangout, so of course she would come here looking for him. The thin and desperate hope of finding Raven here was the main reason I had come here tonight in the first place.

When I first came here tonight, before I bumped into Catherine, it had been my intention to get completely plastered, like that would somehow
help me forget my troubles. And now that I was putting some distance between myself and my boyfriend's sister, after our heated words, I renewed my determination to get stinking drunk.

But I'm not much of a drinker, and instead I somehow wound-up nursing the same glass of scotch and soda all night. Not likely to get me very drunk, huh? Probably just as well. I mean, if I did get stinking drunk, then I would still have all my troubles in the morning, plus a hangover on top of that! And how would THAT help me any?

I had been dating my man Raven for nearly three months. That wasn't his real name, of course, just his nickname. You would think with the nickname Raven he would have thick, lustrous jet-black hair, but his hair is just plain old brown, and not especially long. Pretty short, in fact. But that didn't really matter to me...black, brown, or whatever, all I cared about was that I absolutely adored running my fingers through his hair as we kissed so passionately! Still, it did leave you wondering how he ever got the nickname, Raven. He didn't like to talk about how he got his nickname, so after a while I gave up asking.

After 3 months, I thought everything had been going so WELL between us. We had SO much fun, in EVERYTHING that we did together. Whether we went to dinner and a movie, dancing, hiking, swimming, bicycling, or just staying in to laugh and cry over old movies on TV, it was always a great time with my Raven. And then three days ago, my troubles began. He simply hadn't showed up for our date! He never called me to explain, he never returned any of my 15 or 20 phone calls since. Even his secretary claimed she hadn't seen or heard from in 3 days...or was Raven just telling her to say that, because he didn 't want to talk to me?

At first, I thought maybe he had been hurt, like maybe in a car accident. I called the city police, the county sheriff, and the state highway patrol. Nothing. I called every hospital in this county, and in the next three counties besides. Nothing! One hospital said they had a short guy with blood-red hair who hadn't known his own name, and anyway they had already discharged him. That didn't sound like my Raven: his hair is brown, not blood-red, and since I'm only 5'6", I wouldn't consider 5'8" to be "short". And even if Raven for some reason couldn't remember his own name, that guy who left the hopital just couldn't be Raven, because no way would he ever forget ME! And his first act on getting out of a hospital would have been to call me. There had been no call, so this couldn't POSSIBLY be Raven!

I sat at the bar, sipping my drink and getting madder and madder at Raven. It just wasn't like Raven to disappear, to give me the silent treatment, to be so cold and so cruel to me. We had hit it off from the moment we met, and he had been the sweetest, kindest, gentlest man I had ever met. We were deeply, madly, passionately in love, and we had even talked of getting married some day. Just in a general sort of way, you understand...no definite plans, no date. He hadn't actually officially proposed to me yet, and we didn't even live together yet, but it was only a matter of time until he asked me to be his bride. So I knew if that guy the hospital described had been Raven, he would DEFINITELY have called me by now. As I nursed my drink and seethed at Raven, I started recalling how close he had been to poroposing to me on several occasions. And I would
happily have said yes...up until he seems to have left me 3 days ago, that is. Now I wasn't so sure I would marry him, even if he DID ask. Not after he pulled this 3-day disappearing act on me, leaving me hurt and worried and upset.

Everything had been so perfect between us, for 3 months, until 3 days ago. EVERYTHING! So PERFECT! And ESPECIALLY the sex. Oh my God, the SEX! Un-be-LIEV-able! He would spend hours and hours just slowly heating me up, until we came together SO spectacularly! EVERY time, it was the meeting not only of two bodies, but of two souls, the collision of two whole universes into one simultaneous mega-explosion.

So now I sat at the bar, nursing my one and only scotch of the evening, wondering what I could POSSIBLY have done to piss off my man SO much, for him to so cruelly disappear on me like that.

And why hadn't he had the courage to tell me to my face? Or at least call me, or even write me a god-damned LETTER, for crissakes! This cruelty was so UNLIKE Raven! Was there another woman? OK, I can accept that. It hurts like hell, but I can accept even being left for another woman. But just TELL me, goddmanit, so I can move ON with my life! It's this not knowing, that I can't accept, that I won't accept!

Such dejected thoughts were rattling through my brain, when HE walked into the bar. Raven!

He was looking at his sister Catherine at the bar, bewildered, like he recognized her but couldn't quite place who she was. Then he actually started FLIRTING with her! With his own damned SISTER! This was NOT the man I had fallen in love with. This was a sicko. How could he flirt with his own SISTER! I was getting madder and madder by the second!

I jumped off of the bar stool, and pounded my fists angrily into Raven's chest. "Where the hell have you BEEN for the last three days!" I screamed at him. Then I threw my arms around him, and kissed him passionately, hungrily. "Oh, I have MISSED you! Oh, I love you SO much, my darling!" Then I returned to pounding angrily on his chest. "No visit, no phone call, for three whole DAYS! I have been out of my MIND with worry! What the hell is WRONG with you!"

Then I kissed him again and cooed, "Oh, my darling! My baby!" I was such a mixed-up jumble of confused emotions now!

I looked at his bandaged and bloodied head. Could he be the guy the hospital had described after all, with "blood-red hair?" Had his head bled SO much, that his brown hair had turned red? Had the person I spoke to on the phone considered 5'8" to be "short".

"Why the HELL didn't you call me when you left the hospital!" I slapped him. Then I kissed him yet again. "What the HELL happened to your head? Are you OK, baby? You know I love you! I'm just mad because you've had me so WORRIED about you, baby! Beacuse I just love you SO much!"

Raven pulled away. Was I scaring him with my mixture of anger, love, and concern? I was scaring myself a little, so I could only IMAGINE how much I was overwhelming him, with all my jumble of emotions that I was throwing at him now.

As Raven pulled himself free of my hug, he justlooked at me blankly, all dazed and bewildered. "Do I know you, lady?"

 

[BlueEyedLady]

Jezbel

~

 

[AllieCat]

I had noticed when another handsome man came into the bar, I looked him over and once he sat down I smiled at him. I then turned back to my converstation with the bartender.

A few minutes later the door opened once again and a beautiful woman walked in wearing this amazing red dress. I feeled very frumpy in just a pair of baggy jeans and a black tank top. But I wasn't here to impress anyone like it seems that she was... I needed this info about my family so I would just have to deal with this lady.

When she sat next to me I smiled at her. "Hi Jezbel. I'm so glad that you could make it tonight." Late of course but oh well. "Yes I do believe that you might know whom my brother is. I was talking to someone about the slight background that I know of, and he told me that you might know who my brother is. But I really don't know too many details about him. I'm just running on a whim here." I took another sip from the beer and grimaced slightly, not really wanting to drink it but I needed something to get me through this night. I had a feeling that tonight... was going to be long and tedious with this woman.

OOC: Like I said in the OOC thread, I am not including Pat's post in this because well... she obviously didn't read my introduction.

 

[Dj_Maximus]

PLEASE READ, OOC:

See first post

Dj

 

[patford31769]

OOC: On casting call, you say "Pat: Catherine dosen't know who her brother is... so your char and mine, don't know each other at all..."

Now I'm completely confused. Catherine is Raven's sister (and is NOT my character) but she doesn't know that, and they have never met. OK, fine. But my character, Christine, (NOT Catherine) is Raven's girlfriend and potential fiance, so why are you saying that she and Raven don't know each other? I know the names Catherine and Christine sound similar, but they are NOT the same character.

I was the first to respond to your casting call, I waited weeks for the story to finally start up, so why are you rejecting this character of Christine (NOT Catherine) now?

You also have a character who was Raven's previous girlfriend, but she is saying she is jealous of his latest girfriend, who of course would be CHRISTINE even though the story wrongly suggests that his sister Catherine is that new girlfriend.

If you can straighten out the characters, I'd like to play. Otherwise, if you want me to, I'll just go away. Maybe I'll start a new thread with a similar premise, that I am the girlfriend whose boyfriend has no memory. I had fun writing the description of her jumble of emotions, I'd like to explore that character, either with you or with someone else playing the boyfriend.

As for describing another character's words or actions, from MY character's viewpoint...a character WILL observe what someone says or does, and report on that, and on how she reacted to it. I look at SRP stories as a character telling everyone else on Lit what he/she saw, heard, and felt. A character who does not tell you what happened and how she reacted becomes pretty one-dimensionsal and stupid. "My boyfriend said something but I'm not allowed to tell you what he said because it violates SRP rules to tell you his words, but it got me mad (or sad or happy or whatever) when he said what I'm not allowed to mention that he said." For example, my character alternately rages at and kisses her boyfriend, and he just says "Do I know you, lady?" Yes, I put words in Raven's mouth, but it is what my character heard him tell her in response to her rainbow of emotions that she just hurled at him. It is a detail that my character would NOT have omitted in telling the tale to everyone on Literorica. And it is a good stopping point for my character, and a good starting point for Raven to pick up the story, and describe to the Literotica readers, from HIS point of view, what it is like for a woman he doesn't even remember, to apparantly have this whole love-hate thing going on with him that he knows NOTHING about. And how he decides to handle it: does he write her off as a nut? Or does he sit down and talk with her, and let her try to help him remember who HE is, and who she is to him, and what they had together. What reaction does HE observe from Christine, when he asks her "Do I know you, lady?" From HIS viewpoint, does she look hurt, mad, sad? Does he want to walk away from this nut, or does he want to soothe her anguish, maybe get to know her better, and in the process maybe get to remember a little more of who HE is? If you limit characters to just their own words, thoughts, and actions, there's no interaction between the characters, each is off in his or her own little world, not caring to observe, react to, or report on what the other characters do or say. And the story becomes BORING!

Let me know if and when you get this story back on track, and whether Christine (the current girlfriend/fiance) will have a part in that story.

Aloha from Patty

 

[AllieCat]

OOC: Pat in your first post you said that your char was sitting with Catherine at the bar, your char's boyfriend's sister. Thats where you made the mistake. Would just like to say that and draw back into the shadows.

See you wouldn't know that Catherine was Raven sister, cause she dosen't even know that.