Alolan Ninetales
Who is the fairest of them all?
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Where am I? How did I get here? More importantly...who am I?]
For the past few days, tsunami like waves and storms had been pounding on the eastern coasts, but they soon passed. It was the first day that had decent weather, and was safe for people to exit their homes. It had been drizzling rain, and the skies were rather lifeless and gloom. On the shores of a beach, there was a girl washed against the saturated sand. Her magenta hair was stringy, clumped, and soaked, her pale skin was rather cold, and she appeared to be barely alive. Seagulls above squawked, and it caused her eyes to open. The green orbs focused on the sand for a brief moment before looking at her own hands. Her body felt like it had been hit by a freight train. As she struggled to sit up, she noticed that this place was foreign to her.*
Where is this place?" she asked herself as she pushed her hair behind her ears and tried brushing off some clumped sand off of her arms, "How did I even end up here?" she tried to think if she had been here before, but nothing came to mind. In fact, she couldn't really remember much of anything about her life. The only things that did remain with her were horrid images of dead men, bloody ocean water, and her body much like a mermaid. As far as she knew, she looked like a human, a rather nude human. This began to raise a bountiful amount of questions to the woman as she looked around. She couldn't see anyone, but there was a dock, and what appeared to be some boats and what seemed to be like a fish shop.
"Maybe someone in that building would know something..." but she didn't make it through her last sentence as she fainted back onto the sand.
Where am I? How did I get here? More importantly...who am I?]
For the past few days, tsunami like waves and storms had been pounding on the eastern coasts, but they soon passed. It was the first day that had decent weather, and was safe for people to exit their homes. It had been drizzling rain, and the skies were rather lifeless and gloom. On the shores of a beach, there was a girl washed against the saturated sand. Her magenta hair was stringy, clumped, and soaked, her pale skin was rather cold, and she appeared to be barely alive. Seagulls above squawked, and it caused her eyes to open. The green orbs focused on the sand for a brief moment before looking at her own hands. Her body felt like it had been hit by a freight train. As she struggled to sit up, she noticed that this place was foreign to her.*
Where is this place?" she asked herself as she pushed her hair behind her ears and tried brushing off some clumped sand off of her arms, "How did I even end up here?" she tried to think if she had been here before, but nothing came to mind. In fact, she couldn't really remember much of anything about her life. The only things that did remain with her were horrid images of dead men, bloody ocean water, and her body much like a mermaid. As far as she knew, she looked like a human, a rather nude human. This began to raise a bountiful amount of questions to the woman as she looked around. She couldn't see anyone, but there was a dock, and what appeared to be some boats and what seemed to be like a fish shop.
"Maybe someone in that building would know something..." but she didn't make it through her last sentence as she fainted back onto the sand.