Screaming the Wrong Notes (Feedback and Critique Encouraged)

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Different? Who isn't different? I know for a fact I'm everything but normal. -Altona

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Theme For Altona-Cinderalla by the Cheetah Girls

Altona Song was never ordinary. She was kept separate from other people by her overprotective father because of the mutation of her face and the way people die when she screams. That, and the mysterious Alto clef birthmark under her left eye. On top of that she just woke up from a comma and can't remember a thing.
She's in for the surprise of her life when her father dies and she meets mysterious Violan String, who wears a long coat and, like her keeps half his face covered. If he wasn't strange enough he has her name on his wrist and a mark identical to hers.
He may well be the only link to her elusive past.

I'm not exactly what you call normal. Even amoung my own people, she used to get that, but now...now she doesn't even know who I am. She can't even see her own wings. -Violan

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Theme Song for Violan-You Found Me by The Fray

Violan String is a muse. Actually, he was more than that, like his old partner, Violan is part deathbringer. More specifically, half grim reaper. Somewhere in the past few months his partner went missing though, and now he has to find her before a new clef is appointed to take her place. If she stays in the human world too much longer she will become human and if she becomes human Violan will cease to exist.

RP BASED ON THIS STORY

[Losberry]

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[wildfire6]

Thank You!))

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Altona

Background Music- White Liar by Miranda Lambart

I stare at the large crowded room, my father says it's mine, but I doubt that. My room should have sheet music plastered to the walls rather than boy bands. The picture frame on my bedstand isn't suposed to have a picture of my mother and I at a carnival the day she died, I can't remember what it should have. One of my friends, a good friend, I think...I can't remember him now.

The thought frustrates me. The doctors said that my memories should be comming back by now. What do they know? I know something, they lied. The same way they lied about being able to fix my face. The right side, where the fire burned my eyelid shut, blending it into the skin of my cheekbone, where my mouth stretched nearly to the ear that they had to amputate. Where the skin is an ugly shining pink.

"Altona?" ,my dad knocks on the side of the door cautiously, I'm a bit irritable lately, "Do you remember anything?"

"No!" ,I snap, more harshly than I probably should, "I don't remember anything!"

He's taken aback, I think my outburst scared him a bit. He's always afraid when I'm angry, it means I might scream. People die when I scream, so instead I pick up the picture of my mother and look at it momentarrily. She was pretty, same blondish hair, blue eyes and delicate features as I have. I throw the picture across the room and it shatters against the wall, "That's not the right one!"

My dad looks confused, "Honey, you've had that-"

I cut him off, "Ever since I was thirteen, yeah yeah, I've heard it, but that's not the right one! The right one has me and...and...Well I can't remember his name!"

My dad is even more confused, "Finn? Maybe you mean the one of you Finn and Sarah..."

I groan, "No that's not the name!"

Finn and Sarah were apparently my friends, we were homeschooled together, at least, that's what dad says. They died in the same unnamed accident that put me in a comma and ruined my face.

My dad shook his head, "I-I can look through the other pictu-"

"Don't, just don't. Their probably isn't anyone else and I'm just imagining things. Like the thing with my shoulders, he probably doesn't exist."

My dad nods at the note in my voice and leaves the room. Once he's gone I throw myself onto my bed and cry for all it's worth.

[wildfire6]

Violan

Background Music-Runaway by Linkin Park

I step off the bus onto the sun-cracked pavement, I can feel it, this is the one, she's in this town for sure. It's only natural for a muse to crave the sound of music and the feel of instruments. That's why they'd send her to a place as void of music as this, to torture my poor player. They, being the other clefs, Bassin, Trebelia and Neutrali, the three who run the Muse society. There were four, my player, the youngest of them, represented Alto clef, the little known clef I play in. Well, technically the clef I'm played in, as an instrument I was not only her fighting partner, but her instrument as well... her viola.

I glance up and down the street before crossing to a school building, I can stay the night there, nobody would be the wiser if an extra instrument appeared in the orchestra room. A woman stops me, "Excuse me sir, but what's a kid like you doing out so late?"

I almost retort that I'm sixteen and therefore an adult, but it's a school night and although I'm an adult by muse standards I'm not by those of the humans. My voice is scratchy when I reply, I assume I'm out of tune...unrosined too, it's been a good few months and I haven't seen a muse in all that time, "I was just heading home ma'am."

She eyes me, "It's far past curfew kid, you'll be spending the night in a cell, no worries, we'll let you out for school."

I don't argue the chance for an actual bed, I've been sleeping in instrument form since my player went missing.

I half wonder what she's doing, she never expected to lose her memory, we both thought it would be me. That's why I have her name tattooed in silver ink on my wrist, so that if it did happen I would know where to start looking.
Altona doesn't have the same advantage.

I shuffle my bat-like wings uncomfortably, the humans can't see them, the glamour keeps that from them, but it also means my player won't be able to tell I'm a muse either...she's turning human, and fast. If I don't find her within the week...well, there's no reason for an instrument without a player, so I'll cease to be.

I tug at the bandages over the bad half of my face in a troubled manner, I don't have the slightest clue how to pull this off.

[Losberry]

wow! love it even more!

[wildfire6]

Altona

Background Music-That song in my head, Julianne Hough

I wake up tired, I find it funny I slept at all, I mean I already had five months stored up. My dad is yelling something about school, despite my protests he signed me up for the local public school, in all technicality, he admitted me to H*ll. Ever so slowly I change into the bland uniform and pick up my bag, I don't want to talk to him right now.

I skip the bus stop and walk all the way to school, a tune I can't name playing in my head the whole way there, nothing is weirder than when the guy with bandages walks up to me though.

He had dark hair, blue eyes and wore a black version of my own boring uniform. He smiles at me, almost as if he knows me, "I'm Violan, I'm new in town, could you possibly direct me to the school?"

The strange boy doesn't flinch at the sight of my face, causing me to wonder what's under the bandages. I give a polite smile, "I'm Altona, I just woke up from a comma and I'm headed here right now."

The boy bites his tongue, "I'll be tagging along then."

I nod, "Yeah, alright." ,I waved a dismissive hand and start walking again.

Violan looks a bit crestfallen, something tells that me I should know who he is... But I don't. He starts humming... Humming the exact song I was thinking of. I don't say a word, but I've become quite intrigued by the strange boy.

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Violan

Background Music-Fading Away by Jan King

She doesn't recognize me. I walked up to her on the street, we'd known each other practically our whole lives as Muses, I thought maybe I'd trigger some odd memory...I don't know why, it was stupid. I'm not even sure she knows about her face, she seemed overly self-conscious...but that's just Altona, she's always been that way. She also wouldn't have forgotten me if it hadn’t been for the d*mned clefs.

I'm not exactly what you call normal.Even among my own people, she used to get that, but now...now she doesn't even know who I am.She can't even see her own wings.

A loud bell brings me back into reality, I've been sitting boredly through a human math class for over an hour now. I wouldn't have signed up for school...but I don't want to lose Altona so soon after I've found her. I'm afraid I will if I don't jog her memory fast. She's sitting in the chair in front of me...actually, she's the only one paying attention, everyone else is either staring at her or myself...probably wondering how they got two physically f*ck*d up individuals in one day. I jab her in the back with my pencil, "We can go now."

Altona groans, "I swear, if I have to put up with you all day..."

I hand her my schedule, I already know it's identical to hers, "Have at it."

She glances over it and shoves it back into my hand, "Looks like I'm stuck with you."

I nod confidently, "That you are."

A look crosses her face that I can only label as recognition, she jabs the silver alto clef tattooed in silver under my eye and touches her own gold one, "I recognize you...I've seen you before today..."

I grin, "You'll find you know me much better than you think Altona."

Maybe, just maybe I stand a chance.

[wildfire6]

Altona

Background Music-Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult(If only for Irony)

My next class is orchestra. When Violan and I walk into the classroom everyone looks at us like some new species. Which I guess we may look like. One guy shouts something about demons.

In the first action from him I actually like, Violan punches him upside the face. He glares at the guy, "Leave Altona alone or I swear I'll do much worse."

Another guy laughs, "The bandages on your face beg to differ."

Violan's victim groans.

Violan very calmly brings his hands to the back of his head, where the bandages are tied in a good knot. He fiddles with it momentarily and then it comes loose. He unwinds it several times and when it's finally off everyone takes in a hard breath. I walk around to his side, curious what everyone is gasping at...His face is worse off than mine.

His skin is fades into his skeletal cheekbone and eye socket (I say this as there is no eye). He raises his existing eyebrow at the boy who'd commented on his face, "As you were saying?"

The boy stands stunned and Violan begins to wrap up his face again, "Now you guys will leave Altona alone or I'll show you exactly how this happened to my face, understood?"

I'm recognizing more of this Violan guy...and I'm beginning to wonder what his backstory might be.

[wildfire6]

Violan

Background Music-Creep by Radiohead

"So where are you from anyways?" ,Altona asks, "I know I recognize you, but not where from."

I think she trusts me now, which is a good sign, she recognizes me too, "Small town, just over Nashville, Tennessee." ,I reply.

It's not a lie, the Muse city I'm from is literally over Nashville.

Altona nods, "Alright, What's the tattoo on your wrist say."

I bite my lip, "Which one?"

She rolls her eye and grabs the tattooed wrist, "This one." ,she yanks my sleeve up to show the silver tattoo that in pretty cursive reads, "Altona."

Altona throws my sleeve back down and stumbles back, "Um...I-I think we passed my house a little while ago...um...bye Violan...I-I'll see you tomorrow."

I start after her, "Altona, wait!"

Altona has turned tail and ran by now. I let out a deep breath, "There goes my life."

I pull my hood up and make a wide circle back to the school.