[Note: Random anon here, I originally meant this part to be set in like the 80's, but logically speaking, assuming Blaise's story happens in the current year, that only takes us back to 1999, lmao. Also, all choices besides #1 are meant to ignore this chapter so you can make your own "Blaise in the past" kind of scenario]
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You had no idea what happened, but woke up in a panic as you felt yourself falling, and it happened so fast you didn't even know what was going on until you landed on the ground, and on something rather warm and soft for that matter.
"Oof! What the...!?" You heard a distinctly feminine voice say, groaning in mild surprise while you quickly regained your bearings and realized you were laying on top of a girl. You jumped out so quickly it was as if something possessed you, and blushed intensely.
'I thought this stuff only happened in anime' You thought, and thinking quickly, you offered a hand to help the girl that served as your unwitting cushion to get up. You expected her to be mad, but she was laughing instead.
"I thought that 'It's raining men' was only a song, you know?" She said, accepting your hand and standing up before she dusted herself off. You were a little surprised, she was almost as tall as Jen, and almost as curvaceous up top, but noticeably more so on the bottom. She was a bit more slender than Jen, but at the same time, had a more pronounced hourglass shape, giving her wider curves all over.
"Sorry about that" You sheepishly apologized
"I'd be more worried you got hurt with that fall, but I think I was a good enough cushion, am I right?" She giggled as she playfully jiggled her chest, making you gulp. You still had no idea where you were, as the place looked entirely unfamiliar.
"Y-Yeah" You replied without thinking, but when you realized you said that out loud you went beet red, and she giggled more in response.
"Wait! That's not what I m-"
"Shh" She playfully walked closer to you and held a finger against your lips to silence you.
"So... were you sleeping in that tree or what?" She said, pointing at a tree whose canopy indeed hung above you two.
Having no idea of what really happened other than that your phone zapped you and woke up here, you were forced to improvise, and decided to will with that.
"Yeah, again, sorry about that, it hadn't happened before..." You scratched your head while she watched in amusement, and you heard her giggle again.
"Huh? Did I say something wrong?" You asked, a little worried you were embarrassing yourself, even though this girl was a complete stranger.
"No, it's not that... But... the way you scratch your head when you feel awkward is awfully similar to someone else I know" She said.
"I didn't think that was a very unique thing to do"
"I only knew one person to do that, with you, now it's two..." She said, apparently stopping mid-sentence as she stared more intently at you. She suddenly walked closer towards you and held your face with both hands, beckoning you to lean a little down so she could take a better look.
"Come to think of it... you kinda look like him too" She said as she inspected your face, making you even more anxious than before. You didn't expect any other girl besides Lillian to be this handsy. As you also looked at her more, she started to seem increasingly more familiar to you, yet you couldn't tell who this person was, or where you'd have met her.
'Is this a relative I don't remember too well?' You thought.
"Yeah, you definitely look like him" She said after a couple more seconds, letting go of your face.
"Like who?" You hesitantly asked, out of sheer curiosity despite feeling this was the most awkward moment in your life so far.
"Like Raphael. He's my best friend" She said with a smile, and this made you do a double take.
'She can't possibly mean... I mean, I know my dad's not a weirdo... how could he be friends with a highschool girl?' You thought, wondering if perhaps this was just a very big coincidence, and it wasn't like his name was uncommon at all.
"H-Hey... sorry if I sound nosy, but, what's his last name?" You asked, hoping she didn't think too badly of you, but so far she didn0t seem to be bothered at all.
"Santos. Why? Do you know him?" She cutely tilted her head, showing curiosity, or at least, so it seemed to you. You quietly gulped, narrowed further down, it wasn't such an impossibility that there was another Raphael Santos that was completely unrelated to you, but you didn't even know where you were.
"Oh, where are my manners. By the way, my name's Miriam. Miriam Xitlali (lit. náhuatl for "star". Náhuatl being the language of many native peoples of Mexico, most notably the Aztecs) if that helps for some reason" She chuckled as she offered her hand to shake.
Your eyes widened in shock. There was no way. Your mom's surname was rare enough that there was little way this could be someone else, and as you looked her more and more, it finally clicked in your head, you recognized her from the pictures you had seen. This was your mom! But she's about 16! How?! You felt like your brain was overclocking itself to death, desperately trying to make sense of all this information, to the point that your head began to hurt.
"Are you ok?" Miriam worriedly asked, seeing you suddenly clutch your head in pain.
"Did you actually hurt yourself from that fall?" She gradually panicked when she saw you fall to your knees, as you hadn't quite yet recovered from whatever happened before you got knocked out, the fall and this mental exertion were all it took to make your hole body start feeling severely stressed.
"H-Hey! Don't fall asleep! I... I'll get help! What's your mom or dad's phone number? What's your name?"
"Blaise Santos" You blurted out without thinking, but then you realized the huge mistake you had just made, but hoped she wouldn't piece things together, though it'd have to be incredibly unlikely.
"Eh... Erm... My parents... they... they have no cellphones... and there's no house phone either..."
"Well, dammit" Miriam sighed, and you quietly sighed as well, apparently, that slip of the tongue went unnoticed...
"Wait... you said Santos, right?" She looked at you again
"So that's why you asked..." She muttered, and pulled her phone out, and while the pain was too much for you to speak, you noticed it was an extremely old model, one of those Nokias that are memed in your current day about being indestructible. Unable to really protest, as the pain intensified, Miriam frantically dialed on her phone.
"Hey, Raphael. I need your help... Yes, urgently... Why? Well, it's kind of a long story, but please come here asap and I'll tell you!" She sighed
"Me? I'm fine actually... Wait! *sigh* Fine, I'll tell you... I found this guy that fell from a tree, I think he hurt his head badly... Why? Well, because his parents have no cell phones and no house phone either... Weell... I really wanted to tell you that when you got here, but okay... Listen... I think he's a relative of yours..." Miriam said, then chuckled after a few seconds "That's what I thought. See ya in a few"
A couple of minutes later, you were feeling better, but still weakened, and were sitting under the tree to enjoy its shade. Miriam offered you to rest your head on her lap while she made sure you wouldn't fall asleep, as she had heard that could kill when people had head injuries, and you were in no position to refuse.
Not too long after that, you saw a car drive closer until it parked nearby, definitely an old car to your standards, but it looked fairly new itself. Two people got off it, and much to your nervousness, you definitely recognized the two, as you had seen plenty of pictures... the guy was definitely a younger version of your dad, but the other one, a tall, curvy girl with long wavy hair, with a somewhat small chest, but with quite wide hips to make up for it... You gulped harder... that one was Sheila.
'The hell did I just get into?!' You thought, wondering if you were about to feel first-hand what it was like to be erased by Thanos.
Miriam waved at them when they got close enough to be within earshot.
"Hey..." Raphael said, raising an eyebrow at seeing you resting on Miriam's lap, but, seeing your pained face, his look softened, sympathizing with you.
"Hi Miriam!" Sheila rather cheerfully greeted her, and you couldn't tell if she was unaware of the current situation, or if she was just that laid-back, but knowing her future self, you were willing to bet it was the latter.
"Whoah, that was fast! How did he get so lucky so quickly?" She teased
"It's not what you think. He really hurt his head when he fell from that tree, and well, this was the only kind of pillow I could offer" Miriam said, blushing
"Now that's a lie right there. You've got at least two other pairs of pillows you could've used" Sheila mischievously laughed as she wiggled her eyebrows at her friend, who sighed and rolled her eyes in response.
"This is serious, Sheila" Miriam huffed and both her and Raphael walked closer to get a better look at you.
"Hey there" Raphael said, feeling a little awkward himself, and now you noticed that he also scratched his head like you often did when that happened. "So... sorry to ask this so bluntly, but who are you?"
You took a deep breath. Things were already screwed. Ship had begun sinking a while ago, you guessed you had to roll with the hand you'd been dealt with, and hope nothing much worse happens, at least you should keep your true identity from them, but you'll have to come up with something, and quick.
"My name is Blaise Santos..." You said...
[To be continued]
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You had no idea what happened, but woke up in a panic as you felt yourself falling, and it happened so fast you didn't even know what was going on until you landed on the ground, and on something rather warm and soft for that matter.
"Oof! What the...!?" You heard a distinctly feminine voice say, groaning in mild surprise while you quickly regained your bearings and realized you were laying on top of a girl. You jumped out so quickly it was as if something possessed you, and blushed intensely.
'I thought this stuff only happened in anime' You thought, and thinking quickly, you offered a hand to help the girl that served as your unwitting cushion to get up. You expected her to be mad, but she was laughing instead.
"I thought that 'It's raining men' was only a song, you know?" She said, accepting your hand and standing up before she dusted herself off. You were a little surprised, she was almost as tall as Jen, and almost as curvaceous up top, but noticeably more so on the bottom. She was a bit more slender than Jen, but at the same time, had a more pronounced hourglass shape, giving her wider curves all over.
"Sorry about that" You sheepishly apologized
"I'd be more worried you got hurt with that fall, but I think I was a good enough cushion, am I right?" She giggled as she playfully jiggled her chest, making you gulp. You still had no idea where you were, as the place looked entirely unfamiliar.
"Y-Yeah" You replied without thinking, but when you realized you said that out loud you went beet red, and she giggled more in response.
"Wait! That's not what I m-"
"Shh" She playfully walked closer to you and held a finger against your lips to silence you.
"So... were you sleeping in that tree or what?" She said, pointing at a tree whose canopy indeed hung above you two.
Having no idea of what really happened other than that your phone zapped you and woke up here, you were forced to improvise, and decided to will with that.
"Yeah, again, sorry about that, it hadn't happened before..." You scratched your head while she watched in amusement, and you heard her giggle again.
"Huh? Did I say something wrong?" You asked, a little worried you were embarrassing yourself, even though this girl was a complete stranger.
"No, it's not that... But... the way you scratch your head when you feel awkward is awfully similar to someone else I know" She said.
"I didn't think that was a very unique thing to do"
"I only knew one person to do that, with you, now it's two..." She said, apparently stopping mid-sentence as she stared more intently at you. She suddenly walked closer towards you and held your face with both hands, beckoning you to lean a little down so she could take a better look.
"Come to think of it... you kinda look like him too" She said as she inspected your face, making you even more anxious than before. You didn't expect any other girl besides Lillian to be this handsy. As you also looked at her more, she started to seem increasingly more familiar to you, yet you couldn't tell who this person was, or where you'd have met her.
'Is this a relative I don't remember too well?' You thought.
"Yeah, you definitely look like him" She said after a couple more seconds, letting go of your face.
"Like who?" You hesitantly asked, out of sheer curiosity despite feeling this was the most awkward moment in your life so far.
"Like Raphael. He's my best friend" She said with a smile, and this made you do a double take.
'She can't possibly mean... I mean, I know my dad's not a weirdo... how could he be friends with a highschool girl?' You thought, wondering if perhaps this was just a very big coincidence, and it wasn't like his name was uncommon at all.
"H-Hey... sorry if I sound nosy, but, what's his last name?" You asked, hoping she didn't think too badly of you, but so far she didn0t seem to be bothered at all.
"Santos. Why? Do you know him?" She cutely tilted her head, showing curiosity, or at least, so it seemed to you. You quietly gulped, narrowed further down, it wasn't such an impossibility that there was another Raphael Santos that was completely unrelated to you, but you didn't even know where you were.
"Oh, where are my manners. By the way, my name's Miriam. Miriam Xitlali (lit. náhuatl for "star". Náhuatl being the language of many native peoples of Mexico, most notably the Aztecs) if that helps for some reason" She chuckled as she offered her hand to shake.
Your eyes widened in shock. There was no way. Your mom's surname was rare enough that there was little way this could be someone else, and as you looked her more and more, it finally clicked in your head, you recognized her from the pictures you had seen. This was your mom! But she's about 16! How?! You felt like your brain was overclocking itself to death, desperately trying to make sense of all this information, to the point that your head began to hurt.
"Are you ok?" Miriam worriedly asked, seeing you suddenly clutch your head in pain.
"Did you actually hurt yourself from that fall?" She gradually panicked when she saw you fall to your knees, as you hadn't quite yet recovered from whatever happened before you got knocked out, the fall and this mental exertion were all it took to make your hole body start feeling severely stressed.
"H-Hey! Don't fall asleep! I... I'll get help! What's your mom or dad's phone number? What's your name?"
"Blaise Santos" You blurted out without thinking, but then you realized the huge mistake you had just made, but hoped she wouldn't piece things together, though it'd have to be incredibly unlikely.
"Eh... Erm... My parents... they... they have no cellphones... and there's no house phone either..."
"Well, dammit" Miriam sighed, and you quietly sighed as well, apparently, that slip of the tongue went unnoticed...
"Wait... you said Santos, right?" She looked at you again
"So that's why you asked..." She muttered, and pulled her phone out, and while the pain was too much for you to speak, you noticed it was an extremely old model, one of those Nokias that are memed in your current day about being indestructible. Unable to really protest, as the pain intensified, Miriam frantically dialed on her phone.
"Hey, Raphael. I need your help... Yes, urgently... Why? Well, it's kind of a long story, but please come here asap and I'll tell you!" She sighed
"Me? I'm fine actually... Wait! *sigh* Fine, I'll tell you... I found this guy that fell from a tree, I think he hurt his head badly... Why? Well, because his parents have no cell phones and no house phone either... Weell... I really wanted to tell you that when you got here, but okay... Listen... I think he's a relative of yours..." Miriam said, then chuckled after a few seconds "That's what I thought. See ya in a few"
A couple of minutes later, you were feeling better, but still weakened, and were sitting under the tree to enjoy its shade. Miriam offered you to rest your head on her lap while she made sure you wouldn't fall asleep, as she had heard that could kill when people had head injuries, and you were in no position to refuse.
Not too long after that, you saw a car drive closer until it parked nearby, definitely an old car to your standards, but it looked fairly new itself. Two people got off it, and much to your nervousness, you definitely recognized the two, as you had seen plenty of pictures... the guy was definitely a younger version of your dad, but the other one, a tall, curvy girl with long wavy hair, with a somewhat small chest, but with quite wide hips to make up for it... You gulped harder... that one was Sheila.
'The hell did I just get into?!' You thought, wondering if you were about to feel first-hand what it was like to be erased by Thanos.
Miriam waved at them when they got close enough to be within earshot.
"Hey..." Raphael said, raising an eyebrow at seeing you resting on Miriam's lap, but, seeing your pained face, his look softened, sympathizing with you.
"Hi Miriam!" Sheila rather cheerfully greeted her, and you couldn't tell if she was unaware of the current situation, or if she was just that laid-back, but knowing her future self, you were willing to bet it was the latter.
"Whoah, that was fast! How did he get so lucky so quickly?" She teased
"It's not what you think. He really hurt his head when he fell from that tree, and well, this was the only kind of pillow I could offer" Miriam said, blushing
"Now that's a lie right there. You've got at least two other pairs of pillows you could've used" Sheila mischievously laughed as she wiggled her eyebrows at her friend, who sighed and rolled her eyes in response.
"This is serious, Sheila" Miriam huffed and both her and Raphael walked closer to get a better look at you.
"Hey there" Raphael said, feeling a little awkward himself, and now you noticed that he also scratched his head like you often did when that happened. "So... sorry to ask this so bluntly, but who are you?"
You took a deep breath. Things were already screwed. Ship had begun sinking a while ago, you guessed you had to roll with the hand you'd been dealt with, and hope nothing much worse happens, at least you should keep your true identity from them, but you'll have to come up with something, and quick.
"My name is Blaise Santos..." You said...
[To be continued]
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May 12, 2023
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