Lunar Moon Ocellus Centarus
Age at time of entry: 2 (October 31, Halloween, Lunar's Second Birthday)
Dwear Fiery:
Topay wafs da dah momny an dappy want too bad. Brofer and fissy want to. Day say i be weft mehind. I vant to do wif dem!
Lunar Moon Ocellus Centarus
Age at time of entry: 4 (October 17th)
Dwer Diaryy:
Topay is the pay of moomy and dapdy's def. I decdsed to kept trag of all pays dat pas. Gloodnigt, piary.
Lunar Moon Ocellus Centarus
Age at time of entry: 6 (June 29th)
Der Diary:
I live in da stweets dow. It not dat bad. Fpod not har to feind. Bye-by piary.
Lunar Moon Ocellus Centarus
Age at time of entry: 7 (May 2nd)
Dear Diary:
Topay I found som friends. Their names are Aki, Doumi, and Koku. Ther pretty. They can swink and fit in my boxx. They day somthing abot felling bad or me. Goodnght, Diaty.
Lunar Moon Ocellus Centarus
Age at time of entry: 9 (October 31, Lunar's Ninth Birthday)
Dear Diary:
My grammar is much better nowadays. I'm afraid my childish scribbles might be hard to read, so I will re write them here in order to understand them better. Aki, Doumi, and Koku are still with me. They say the sun hurts them, so I bring them in my box, and they call me Lulu. I have weapons now, actually, since I was five, but apparently I never wrote anything. I have two swords, poison, and daggers, as well as a bunch of other random weapons.
Anyway, here are the previous entries.
(October 31, My 2nd Birthday)
Dear Diary:
Today was day day mommy and daddy went to bed. Brother and Sissy went to. They said I will be left behind. I want to do with them!
(October 17th)
Dear Diary:
Today is the day of mommy and daddy's death. I decided to kept track of all days that pass. Goodnight, diary.
(June 29th)
Der Diary:
I live in the streets dow. It's not that bad. Food is not hard to find. Bye-by diary.
(May 2nd)
Dear Diary:
Today I found some friends. Their names are Aki, Doumi, and Koku. They're pretty. They can shrink and fit in my box. They Say something about feeling bad for me. Goodnight, Diary.
So, diary. My parents are dead and I live with demons. I'm a swordsgirl and know martial arts. I still need somewhere to live, though. Soon, I'll be able to find a home. For now, I need to keep a record of what I know, incase I ever forget.
What I Know About Myself And The World So Far:
My name is Lunar Moon Ocellus Centarus
My parents are dead, as are my siblings
My friends' names are Aki, Doumi, and Koku, and they are demons who can shrink and fit inside the box that I carry
I cannot take off my eyepatch, as the eye underneath is dangerous to those who look at it
I can handle myself fine alone
I know how to fight
I have weapons
My birthday is October 31, Halloween
Inventory:
Weapons
Cherry Wood Box
Knives
A few pieces of clothing
What I Need:
Food
Water
A place to stay
Goodnight diary. May your secrets be bound and never found.
Lunar Moon Ocellus Centarus
Age at time of entry: 10 (October 31, Lunar's Ninth Birthday)
Oh diary, thank the demons! I've found a place where I can live! It's called Grace Field, and even though I was told not to bring Aki, Doumi, or Koku, I simply couldn't, so I'm bringing them with me. You will be coming to, diary. I'm quite scared, mother always called me a cursed child, something to do with my eyes. After all, regular people's eyes don't ██████ █████, or have the ability to █████ ██████ or ████ people if they look at them wrong.
So, goodbye for now, diary. Don't worry, I'll write again soon.
Lunar closed the notebook, eyes widening ever so slightly at the sight of the massive gate directly in front of her. She let out a soft gasp of wonder and amazement as she stepped through the gate, but her hope and wonder diminished the second she saw the house, and, immediately, she knew it's history
Built a long time ago, the house had stood, and now, it was used a shipping statement. She knew things, things that she could tell she shouldn't, and she knew it would be better for everyone in the house if she, the newcomer, just kept her mouth shut.
And yet, she still had that overpowering feeling, the one to help. She knew these kids needed to be saved, they were innocent children, they hadn't realized yet that they were raised to be meat. After all, she thought, if she was going to die ██ at what's a few years earlier?
A sigh left her lips. Who was she kidding. The universe wouldn't let her die- not yet, at least. Well, until that happened, she'd have a home to live in, and a family to go to, right?
Right?
right?
r...i...g...h...t...?
No. She wouldn't. She would be alone, forever, only speaking to her demonic company. She sighed and slipped into the house, banishing all thoughts. As the mother introduced her, her mind began to slip away, burrowing itself deeper and deeper into the crevices of her mind, like a shadow shrinking from daylight. It was odd, really, and as the days went past, long, boring days, she faded into the background, nothing more than a shadow in their eyes,
Nothing... but a shadow.
HELLLOOOOOOOOOO!
It's Mystymoon/LunarmoonOC!
Mysty/Me: Thanks sooooo much for reading this, and, of course, let's give a warm welcome to one of my all-time favorite ocs! Lunar! Moon! Ocellus! Centarusssss!
Lunar: Um... Hi?
Mysty: As you can see, Lunar is a precious, adorable bean. It's the reason why 95% of the characters in the story will crush on her.
Lunar: *chokes* WHaT?
Mysty: I will be doing: Memes at the end of each chapter and a love interest list.
!WARNING/DISCLAIMER!
This story WILL be violent, and will include bl**d, g*re, and anything else of the sort. PLUS: the charcters ARE aged up, meaning that the shipping age will change, with the maximum/highest quality shipouts being that of 15/16 year-olds and the lowest still being 6-7 years.
:D Bye
- Mysty
Word Count: 1,120 words
Page Count: 3.1 pages
(Lyrics are from the song "Killing Butterflies")