Frankie's Plotter (WIP)

Lyla Francine Buchanan

APP ■ 23 (07/30/1995) ■ Female ■ Heterosexual ■ Civilian

MAIA MITCHELL

CHARACTER BLURB HERE, I ran out of lyrics to use as a place holder. Refer below for the awesome Queensryche lyrics. Do I have any idea what this song's supposed to be about? Pfft, no. I try not to think too much into it until I have the words memorized, but even then, sometimes, with Queensryche, it's better not to ask. Unless it's Operation: Mindcrime, in which case, you should know the plotline better than the back of your stinkin' hand. Oh, Nikki. Why'd you go and make your life a mess? *someone sings An Intentional Confrontation in the background* ... Aha, I hate Operation: Mindcrime II. A couple decent songs. Altogether, though? Noooope. Does not live up to the first at all.

FAMILY

All eyes were staring. You floated through the room. Armed with your razor smile, cutting to the bone. My voice was useless - you flashed a quick "hello." Feeling the fool. Could you tell it showed? But that was sometime ago, a memory vague and fading slow of somewhere I'd been. Hand on heart. A promise, a word, and a voice. Hand on heart. A rhythm of hope and choice will keep us together. I don't know if I can reach that high. It's a long way to fall.

FRIENDS

Hauntingly holding my fate with a gaze like a child mesmerized by the candle's flame. Oh, what lies behind those eyes, I could only guess. That certain way you stood apart from the rest. Now, where is "sometime ago," when everything moved in slow-motion? Caught by my watering eye - hand on heart. A promise, a word, and a voice. Hand on heart. A rhythm of hope and a vision of choice. Hand on heart, promising I'll never go - hand on heart - for reasons you'll never know. Together through thick and thin, lose or win, I'll be there for you.

AQUAINTANCES

Hauntingly holding my fate with a gaze like a child mesmerized by the candle's flame. Oh, what lies behind those eyes, I could only guess. That certain way you stood apart from the rest. Now, where is "sometime ago," when everything moved in slow-motion? Caught by my watering eye - hand on heart. A promise, a word, and a voice. Hand on heart. A rhythm of hope and a vision of choice. Hand on heart, promising I'll never go - hand on heart - for reasons you'll never know. Together through thick and thin, lose or win, I'll be there for you.

ENEMIES

Hauntingly holding my fate with a gaze like a child mesmerized by the candle's flame. Oh, what lies behind those eyes, I could only guess. That certain way you stood apart from the rest. Now, where is "sometime ago," when everything moved in slow-motion? Caught by my watering eye - hand on heart. A promise, a word, and a voice. Hand on heart. A rhythm of hope and a vision of choice. Hand on heart, promising I'll never go - hand on heart - for reasons you'll never know. Together through thick and thin, lose or win, I'll be there for you.

ROMANCE

Strange how the mind changes time and time again. Things once important now pale in comparison. Hand on heart. A promise, a word, and a voice. Hand on heart. A rhythm of hope and a vision of choice. Hand on heart, promising I'll never go - hand on heart - for reasons you'll never know. I promise, girl. Hand on heart.