Leyla turned to Tom, then to the table. She refused to blink, so she merely stared at the coffee. It smelled good, but she knew she didn't like the taste of coffee.
Why did I even ask for it anyway....
She sucked in a breath, still shocked from the moment before. Her eyes watered slightly, begging to be blinked, but she refused.
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 28, 2009 18:01:38 GMT -5
Tom sat in the awkward silence that had seemed to be controlling the whole room. He almost feared breaking it, and sat motionless, watching Leyla, and then the coffee, and then Leyla again.
And then the feelings...
Tom strained to keep his face straight. He hated those moments, those ones caused by a little thought. Do all boys suffer from this? Tom wondered.
"I'm hungry!" he said a little too loudly, to try and take his mind of it.
Last Edit: Mar 28, 2009 18:01:48 GMT -5 by tomaszavenger
Funny.. Roadie doesn't normally like new people... places... things...
She gave Nav-E a small, tired smile, hugging Roadie gently. "Yeah, he's a weird one... He think's he's my dog and has to-" here she yawned, interrupting herself, "sorry, has to send me to bed every night."
She nuzzled her kitty's head. "He's a good baby though."
[Vandalism <3]
Last Edit: Mar 29, 2009 14:31:32 GMT -5 by TrickyLA
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Mar 29, 2009 15:05:19 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
Nav-E grinned.
"Heh, kinda reminds me of Orange Cream a little. That kitten will fetch things that you throw for him and will dance around your feet when it's time to go to bed. He also adores Magic and loves to climb all over Main and Middle when they try to sleep. He is a great cat..."
"Not to mention frisky, mischievous, sneaky, and freakin' adorable," replied Evan as he took another sip of his coffee.
Kat Giggling, Kat hugged Toadie as she listened to Evan and Nav-E talk abouttheir cats. She smiled up at Evan when he finished, "So you guys have a lot of cats too?" she inquired, eyeing Evan's coffee with slight want. "We have... had a few back home." she sighed, then brightened a little. "Is there any coffee left?" she asked, wondering if she could abscond with some... with lots of vanilla cream and some sugar, yumm..
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 29, 2009 17:07:54 GMT -5
Tom
Tom had lost himself in his own thoughts. Leyla's combat against her sleep had seemed to make her unresponsive, and Tom had gotten tired quite easily from the armor lumbering. He wasn't used to carrying the extra weight.
She's so caught up in not sleeping, that she seems to have lost herself. The Leyla I know would immediately tell me to piss off if I even mentioned an invitation to my room. And she won't touch her coffee... quite peculiar. What's more, she sits there... like in the article... psychological problems follow from not sleeping, or oversleeping even. I wonder what's going on in her mind. Hmm... you know... I don't really know her as well as I'd like to know her... sometimes, I think she doesn't open up to me like I do to her, even though she tells me that I don't open up. That's just my nature, I don't like opening up, I seal everything away. Hmm... Kat comes to mind. She's very nice... wonderfully nice even, but she's like a tetra-pak when it comes to Leyla. So protective, and there's no way to open it unless I break the seal. Only problem with the metaphor is I cannot find that seal! Hmm... seal... I like seals. Not the army kind... but the animals. They are magnificent... I remember watching something called Slappy the Sea Lion back in the days of VHS. Oh yes... the kids and their wierd seal... aww!
Tom lost himself in his own thoughts, so much, that eventually he managed to make himself dose off, completely forgetting about Leyla and her own problems. Tom loved sleeping. It was something he was very fond of even.
Boot
//Yes guys! I'M BACK!// (See who can spot the reference here)
Reinitializing... Loading OS... Loading Variables... Loading Boot Critical... Loading Boot Subsidary... Loading Boot Drivers... Loading Boot Sectors... Loading Boot Plugins... Loading Boot Personality... Loading is now synchronized with system processes...
Boots eyes opened, and he unplugged himself from the port that connected him to the computer.
"Hello everyone. According to my clock, the time is early morning? Do I need to make adjustments?" he said rather optimistically, almost completely forgetting the crazy adventures he had in the laptop.
Leyla yawned, eyes drooping slightly as she stared at the coffee. Why was it there again?
Oh yeah....I asked for it.....why the hell did I ask for it.....?
Frowning, she blinked again, wincing as she did. Another image popped up in her head, and she immediately jolted up again. She glanced at Tom, hoping he wasn't looking at her in disgust, but was surprised to find him asleep. She smiled slightly, noticing how peaceful he looked asleep. She wished she could sleep. Reaching out a hand, she pet Tom once and then got up. Wobbling slightly, she quickly regained her balance and started for the door.
No need to bother him....
She reached the door, but then grabbed her head as little black dots swam across her vision. She wobbled again, but she her head. She could fight it off, she knew she could. She glanced behind her, looking at Tom's sleeping form again. Seeing someone else happily asleep seemed to be telling her mind to let her sleep. All of the fighting she had been doing seemed to deteriorate all at once, and she felt like a heavy sack of stones. Everything about her was suddenly very heavy, and everything looked so comfy. She whimpered, her eyes like they weighed a hundred pounds. In addition to that, her head began pounding wildly and her throat ached.
So.....tired......
Shaking, Leyla attempted to grasp the door and open it. Her hands and legs felt like jelly however, and she couldn't get a grip on anything. In a panic, Leyla desperately tried to fight off the tiredness, but knew she was failing. She opened her mouth to gasp, but her eyes had already clouded over with the familiar dark haze and rolled to the back of her head. The last thing she remembered before thudding to the floor was dark laughter and a childish voice say Welcome back Angel, we've been waiting for you.
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Mar 29, 2009 23:19:00 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
“Yep, lots of cats,” said Evan. “A total of nine, with probably more on the way. We believe that at least one of the cats, Midnight, is…was pregnant with kittens, possibly at the paws of her half-brother, Lynx.”
“I really don’t think that Kat wants to hear about cat incest, Evan,” muttered Nav-E before facing her. “And yes, there is plenty of coffee left. Let me get you a mug.”
“Hey, it’s nature and besides, Lynx carries some very good genes,” replied Evan. “In order to pass on your heritage, you cannot make compromises if there are other females around, even if they are blood-related.”
Kat smiled up at Nav-E gratefully. How nice of him.
"Uhm.. Mostly cream with three small spoonfuls of sugar, if that isn't any trouble." she looked back at Evan with a small yawn.
"Kitty incest?" she giggled. "Funny, but not out of the ordinary, I'm sure. "We have about ten cats back home, all indoor, and three of them live in the basement because they don't get along with the rest." Kat sighed nostalgically.
"My dad's cats don't like me much, and he has three... I just can't go anywhere without there being a cat, it seems."
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 30, 2009 16:20:49 GMT -5
THUD!
"Jakub... leave my room!" Tom complained, before opening his eyes and realising where he was.
"Damn it... feels like I have had barely any sleep... what made that thud noise?" Tom wondered, before he saw Leyla motionless on the floor.
"SHIT!" Tom cursed, before jumping up and running over to her.
"Hmm... oh god... oh god... what do I do? What did I learn in First aid... check if there's danger... YEAH, I'M IN MY ROOM! Okay... now check for breathing..."
Tom put his head next to her mouth, but he could hear the lungs, and her chest was moving normally.
"Check for blood pressure..." Tom took her hand, but he could feel pulse. He held it for a bit, just to be sure, and then he felt something irregular.
"She skipped a beat? Shit..." Tom said in fear. "Oh crap... I forgot, you're supposed to shout... HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!" Tom shouted at the top of his voice.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPP FOR FUCK'S SAKE!" he repeated.
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Mar 30, 2009 21:19:58 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
“It’s not any trouble at all,” said Nav-E. “Alright, a mug of coffee with cream and three small spoonfuls of sugar coming right up.” He then walked into the kitchen to fix Kat’s coffee. “And did you forget that we have ten cats, Evan? You left out Manx,” he called over his shoulder.
“Oh yeah, Manx; the cat who is a huge enemy of Magic,” Evan told Kat. “Whenever they see each other, they growl, hiss, yowl…everything. They freakin’ hate each other’s guts. And all of our cats stay outdoors, except for Magic who goes indoors and out. He loves to roam the yard and explore the barn where the other more friendly cats like to hang out. And cat incest is out of the ordinary for us; it’s the first time we’ve ever heard about it. It sure would have been interesting to see firsthand though.”
By this time, Nav-E had returned to the group and handed Kat her hot mug of coffee with cream and three small spoonfuls of sugar, just like she wanted it.
“Here ya go, Kat.”
“Hey, did you guys hear something?” asked Evan.
“Yeah...it sounded like Tom was shouting for help…”
“Didn’t he take Leyla with him to try to get her to sleep or something?”
“Yeah, he did. If he’s shouting like that, then that might mean…”
Evan didn’t wait for Nav-E to finish his sentence as he bolted from the chair and ran to the noise.
“Hey, you could at least wait for us!” Nav-E called after him. “…Idiot. So, you coming with?” he asked Kat as he took off after Evan.
Evan reached the source of the noise and entered the room to find Tom kneeling over Leyla who appeared to be sleeping.
“What happened?”
A short moment later, Nav-E entered the room.
“Geez Evan, you think you could wait for everyone else next time?”
“Sorry about that.”
“So, what’s going on, Tom? We heard you shouting and…is she alright?” Nav-E asked looking down at Leyla. “She just appears to be sleeping; isn’t that what you wanted her to do anyway?”
Last Edit: Mar 30, 2009 21:21:09 GMT -5 by TheTimeSweeper
Post by tomaszavenger on Mar 31, 2009 11:54:30 GMT -5
Tom
"If she fell asleep, it was quite literal. She fell down, I heard a thud... and then her pulse was wierd. It was sort of irregular."
Tom put his scanner on Leyla, and the infra-red began to pulse through her, before an ECG displayed.
"Notice there... the QRS wave? It's a little dodgy... it seems the delay comes a little too early... and occassionally, she skips a beat. I think we have to take her to the doctor..." Tom said, "If only I didn't fall asleep! I'm such an IDIOT!" Tom growled angrily.
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Mar 31, 2009 16:03:05 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
Nav-E peered carefully at the scanner.
“Yeah, I see what you mean. I don’t think that a skip of the heartbeat is any cause for alarm though.”
Evan raised an eyebrow at his brother.
“It is a cause for alarm since she hasn’t been feeling well lately. This could be because of an extreme lack of sleep or something else. And Tom, calm down; you’re by her side now, right? That’s all that matters at this point. Now, what can we do to help?”
Frowning and setting her coffee down carefully, Kat got up, took a deep breath, picked up her cat and opened her wings. Concentrating, she attempted a flap of her wings. Flap She was off the ground. Good. Now... Let's go already! She sped off in the direction Nav-E and Evan had run off. Turning corners, she ignored Toad's scratching and howling in her arms, trying to get to her friend. When she finally arrived at the threshold of Tom's room, she couldn't figure out how to stop, and she kind of... flew into Evan. She got up, apologising profusely, and after she had put her cat down, she ran over to Leyla and smacked Tom upside the head.
"What the fuck did you do?! I fall asleep for five minutes and my friend's alone with a boy, unconscious on the floor!" Kat raged as she touched Leyla's forehead, checking for any signs of a fever like she had had earlier.
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
"Shouldn't we be taking her to.. like, a doctor or something? It looks like she hit her head, and if she's unconcious, she might possibly have a concussion." as she spoke, Toad wandered up, purring worriedly and sniffing Leyla's head. He touched her forehead with his nose before snuggling up next to her.
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Apr 1, 2009 11:16:35 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
Evan felt someone or something crash into him from behind which sent him sprawling to the floor.
“Ooof!”
He hit the floor with a thud and then turned around glaring at whoever or whatever had bumped into him. When he saw that it was Kat, his glare faded and he got up off the floor.
“It’s okay, Kat. It’s alright; I’m sure that you didn’t mean to run or…fly into me.”
Nav-E could have made a joke at that moment, but he chose not to. This was not the time for funny stuff; Leyla could need some serious medical help right now.
“Yeah, taking her to the doctor would probably be the best thing to do,” he said to Kat. “Evan and I can levitate her if you want. It might be the best thing to do since touching her could potentially cause more harm than good.”
What the hell is this place.......? I know it though....how could I have forgotten.......
Everything was burning, sinister laughter filled the air where she stood. Goosebumps crawled up her spine just looking at the domain, she shivered once. Blinking, her eyes traveled around in horror, trying to spot a way out or something helpful. She noticed a shivering form, shaking in laughter beneath bloodied clothing.
"Heh heh heh heh heh"
She shivered again, eyes wide, she recognized the form as the creepy boy from before.
He's laughing....?
The body suddenly jolted up, the two separate halves bleeding and guts nearly falling out. Leyla quickly pulled a hand to her mouth, trying not to throw up. Unfortunately, she failed at the task, and threw up on the ground in front of her. Wiping her mouth, she stared in horror as the broken body began to move and reattach itself. Once whole again, the body felt for where it's head should be. Leyla remembered that the head had been eaten, and almost felt relived.
It won't be able to see me then.....but I though I heard laughing......
Suddenly, she felt something damp on the back of her neck. She cringed, now feeling slow breaths washing over her neck. Turning her eyes to look, she screamed and fell to the floor. Behind her, was the dripping and bloody head, if it could still be called a head, of the headless boy. Breathing.Down.Her.Neck.
Breathing in heavy pants, Leyla fought another scream as the ruined face opened its bloody mouth to speak.
"We've been waaaaaaaiting for yoooooou......"
The think flew up to her face, taking a large, sloppy lick. Leyla screamed, clawing at her face upon impact. It felt like she was burning again. The thing smiled wickedly, blood dribbling from its mouth, before floating to its waiting body. It floated above the head for a moment, before reattaching itself. Soon, all of the blood and gore had vanished, he was merely the stipped boy with polka dotted shorts again.
Leyla's eyes darted frantically, eager for an escape. The boy smiled at her wickedly, tsking his tongue.
"Now now, don't fight us. We LOVE you, why didn't you love my kisses?"
Leyla's mouthed opened and closed, gaping and not knowing what to say. The boy laughed.
"Now now, keep that up and BUGS might fly right into your mouth. We wouldn't want THAT now would we?"
He smirked, looking up as the dark baritone laughter froze Leyla in place. Suddenly, she felt as if she was choking on something. Wiggling and slithering, Leyla choked back tears of disgust. Maggots, they were all over her. In her mouth, crawling and biting. Spitting harshly, she finally rid herself of them, clutching her pained heart in shock.
"w-why.....w-why are you d-doing this?"
The boy and the voice merely laughed at her expense. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she gasped, falling to the ground. It was all too much.
Too much....
Suddenly, the heat was gone. Her face wasn't burning either. Opening her eyes, she stared at her surroundings in horror.
Mirrors.
Lots of mirrors.
She heard a high pitched giggle, and looked around, wondering where it came from. All she saw were little wings fluttering away.
We'll meet soon
Leyla shook, hardly able to stand. She was crying so much that she could barely see. And yet, she knew that was another promise of horror. She blinked, staring into one of the mirrors. Suddenly, her picture melted and distorted. She felt a hand scraping at the glass, trying to get loose. She turned her hear again, seeing herself, headless and bumbling. There was moaning, and she gulped, looking down. Her head was staring up at her through another mirror, cackling evily and rolling around.
She was about to faint right there, seeing herself so demented. They were moaning and begging to be released, she shook her head and sobbed. Finally, she dared to look into the center mirror.
She threw up again.
Staring back at her, grinning evily, was a disfigured, rotted mutation of her. With maggots crawling everywhere. A few maggots were squirming all along her rotted flesh, some coming out of her ears and eyes. They were all eating at her, suddenly Leyla had the need to itch. She didn't dare though, afraid of what she might find. The twisted reflection sneered at her, a bit of her lip cracking with puss.
"Look at what you did."
Without even the courage to speak without barfing, Leyla could merely think. She was petrified to the spot regardless.
What I did?
The monster licked her oozing lips, smirking wider.
"Yes you. Look at us. You let them eat us. Look what you did."
Leyla gasped, remembering the maggots from before, before she was cut off.
The head was rolling around now, repeating the same thing over and over again.
No.....nonono!
She couldn't take these mirrors. SHE HATED MIRRORS!
"I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT!!!!"
Finally turning heel, she ran. Ran past many horrible reflections, over and over and over again. Finally, she tripped and scrapped her knee. Throwing herself to the floor, she gasped and choked, sobbing into the moist ground. She hated this, why was she here? She didn't even know what was going on!
She sobbed more, before she felt something furry snuggle against her. She shivered, and hesitantly looked down to see what it was.
Post by tomaszavenger on Apr 1, 2009 16:02:28 GMT -5
Tom
"Hey!" Tom said as Kat smacked him on the head. He looked at her as if she was crazy.
"Why the hell would I do anything to hurt her? Geez Kat... where's your logic? I fell ASLEEP, and she woke me up by falling over!" Tom retorted angrily.
"And if you don't believe me, I bet you there's one or two cameras that saw the whole thing!" Tom said surely, crossing his arms and making a short "hmmmph" noise, before he heard Leyla stir.
"She's stirring, but she needs to see a doctor. I KNOW she barely slept, but that's ridiculous. Irregularities in the heart aren't usual..." Tom said, scanning her body up and down again while she still lay.
"That's odd... it seems her QRS wave is back to normal. This is confusing..." Tom said, puzzlement across his face.
Boot
Boot walked past the corridor before he saw Tom, Evan, Nav-E, Leyla and Kat.
"Hello guys! Hope I'm not interrupting anything!" he said obliviously.
Last Edit: Apr 2, 2009 5:04:40 GMT -5 by tomaszavenger
Leyla blinked, confused, as she stared at her friend's cat.
What the hell is Toadie doing here!? It isn't safe for him!!! Unless......is he a nightmare too.....!??
She flinched, trying to move away from the kitty, when Toadie suddenly looked at her. She paused, staring for a moment, when the cat seemed to smile and purr. She felt reassured instantly, and clung to the cat for dear life.
"Are you okay Leyla?"
Snapping her eyes open, she stared at the cat in disbelief. He was grinning obviously now, and his stub twitched as if his tail would have been moving had it still been there.
"T-Toadie?"
The cat nodded slightly, rubbing his head against Leyla's chest.
"Everything will be okay.....I'm going to guide you out of here....."
Leyla eyed the cat wearily, before bursting out with a few mumbles.
"B-b-b-b-b-b-but! Talk! You! Cat! Huh!? Spirit Guide!? You aren't a turtle!?!?"
Toadie chuckled slightly, shaking his furry head slightly.
"No.... Im not....... and I'm here to help you....."
Leyla's eyes were wide with disbelief, and she didn't say anything. Toadie sighed and nudged her once.
"...looks like she's too scared to do anything....."
Sighing again, he padded to her and snuggled against her chest again.
Last Edit: Apr 5, 2009 15:09:24 GMT -5 by TrickyLA
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Apr 1, 2009 16:56:56 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
Evan and Nav-E watched silently as Leyla seemed to stir on the floor, or at least was just restless in her sleep.
"Well, I guess there’s no need to levitate her then…” said Nav-E.
“I wouldn’t be so hasty in that decision just yet, dude,” replied Evan. “She does seem to be dreaming about something unnerving to her. She might need the levitation after all.”
“True, true.”
The two brothers jumped just then as Boot appeared in the doorway.
“Dude, it’s you!” said Nav-E. “What happened inside the laptop? Did you have any trouble with anything?”
“Hey, Boot; good to see you again,” added Evan. “I hope that everything went well for you within the Midtown Madness Universe. And uh, you’re not exactly interrupting anything, but Leyla collapsed to the floor a little while ago and she’s now just waking up. She hasn’t been feeling too well lately and we’re about to take her to the doctor.”
Last Edit: Apr 2, 2009 18:30:40 GMT -5 by TheTimeSweeper
Sara could feel herself lifting up out of unconsciousness, but she didn't want to wake up just yet. Moaning softly, she wrapped her arms a little tighter around her bear and...
Wait a minute.
She didn't bring her bear, and last time she checked, her stuffed animals didn't smell like men. It was Eric snoring softly, his head lolled back against Sara's chest. She almost got offended when she realized that she had held him there in all likelihood. Carefully, she unwrapped her arms from around him. She tried to be careful, but apparently she hadn't been careful enough, because Eric woke up.
He caught her hand, pinning it to his shoulder and smiled up into her eyes. It wasn't fair. Sara could feel sleep still clouding her vision, but Eric's dark eyes were clear and awake. "Did I wake you?" he asked softly.
"N-no," Sara managed. Speaking at all was tough for her right when she woke up, but the added challenge of being in such close proximity to Eric made it nigh impossible. "No, actually the other way around." She was hyper aware of Eric's shirt beneath her hand and his hand over hers, but she couldn't pull away. Eric was... intoxicating...
-Eric-
When he felt Sara's hand gliding across his chest, Eric had reflexively reached up to grab it. When their skin touched, for a split second, an image - a decidedly X-rated image - flashed through his vision. It was from Sara, but she was fully awake now, and her mind was guarded much better.
"Did I wake you?"
"N-no. No, actually the other way around."
Sara's hand tightened on his shoulder, and her green eyes began to smoulder, but behind the heat was bafflement and even a little fear. She's reacting to me like a person would to a normal incubus, Eric realized. But how? I thought the dilution of my blood repelled people.
But then her lips were on his, definitely not repulsed by his genetics. Her mouth was soft and warm, and Jesus, she could kiss. It wasn't until Eric's hand had twined in her hair that he realized what was happening. Sara was kissing him for reasons unknown in the living room of the Clan House reality show. And he was kissing her back.
Eric pulled back sharply. "Sorry. Jesus, sorry." A confusing mix of emotions rolled off of Sara, perfectly mirroring his own. Embarrassment, longing, bewilderment.
Sara sat up, curling her legs against her body and ducking her eyes as a deep blush spread across her cheeks. "No. You don't have to apologize. That one was me."
Eric looked at her for a moment before pushing himself up off the floor to sit on the couch next to her. "Why, though?" he asked after a bit. "I mean, usually people in general don't like me as soon as they meet me. You go so far as to kiss me."
"I don't know," she snarled. "I just woke up. I'm sorry I don't have perfect self-control."
Were she a dog, her hackles would have been standing straight up. But Eric was looking at her eyes, and the insecurity that lay there. The bristles were a defense mechanism. Scratch a person enough times, and eventually they wouldn't come back. But, God, what had happened to this girl to make her think like that?
"Well, you're awake now, aren't you?" Eric asked softly. "What do you think now about kissing me?"
Her brows knitted above her eyes and she studied him carefully as if visually searching him for weapons. "I don't want to get hurt again."
"You think I'd hurt you?"
"I don't want to take the risk."
"I can't help but notice that you're not saying you didn't like the kiss."
For a moment, Eric thought Sara was going to hit him. But she only stood and moved to the other couch, claiming the remote on the way. Scowling she turned on the TV, searching through the guide until she found one of the Hannibal Lecter movies. She selected it just in time to see Dr. Lecter hang a man from a balcony, his intestines hitting the stone courtyard below with a sickening splash. I guess the conversation's over, then.
Last Edit: Apr 5, 2009 15:45:11 GMT -5 by tomaszavenger
"Ooh, I want a hot pocket," Sara cooed, standing and going to the kitchen. A cold blast of air hit her face as she opened the freezer, and Sara realized that she had been blushing. Good God, what had she done? She had kissed Eric.
Rooting through the freezer, she found a Philly cheesesteak hot pocket and put it in the microwave. Can I pretend it didn't happen? Would he let me? Wait. Why am I running away in the first place. It's not like I have a boyfriend back home.
Kat's voice was back. Here's why you run away. You've known him for a day. And he's got to be in his twenties. I will not cry if you two pull a Romeo and Juliet and kill yourselves tomorrow.
A small whimper escaped from Sara as she leaned her forehead against the steel of the refrigerator. Why did she have to be so insecure?
Zach's head made a grim thud! as he plopped down on his beat, and consequently banging against the headboard. He didn't react, and the pain subsided soon enough. He laid with an ugly grimace, his thin-as-air book next to him on his bed.
With all the information I can gather, all the gadgets at my fingertips, and the immense knowledge I bear of reality-bending alchemy..
"I can't even get people to notice me.." Tom had been friendly, and this was to be expected, but no one else even took the trouble to greet him. Perhaps it was the flurry of being ripped from our time, but he wasn't about to let go of the possibility that he wasn't wanted here.
Post by tomaszavenger on Apr 11, 2009 7:13:25 GMT -5
Clan House Bot
"Evil Wombat... you have been evicted!" a holographic robot said, suddenly approaching Dylan. Shooting a ray, the wombat dissipated into the outer world. The socks the wombat had taken fell to the ground.
"Now... as you are all aware, the public does the voting, but we have to congratulate all of you! You guys, wether intentionally playing up to the camera, or accidentally, have managed to boost our ratings and viewing numbers with the sheer number of REAL sub-plots. The fact that most of you are from the past, yet act so close to the people of the future is surprising, and we've now given rights to scientists to experiment within the Clan House environment, so expect some changes now and then. Nothing will be dangerous... we hope, but there are no guarantees. Enjoy yourselves, because we have now added your media center, and a machine has been added in the kitchen temporarily. You have been allowed to request two new items for your rooms or for yourselves, and one item of furniture. Good luck on Round Two!"
Sara let out a squeal from the kitchen and danced into the living room. She was singing, "Evil Wombat's go-one! Evil Wombat's go-one!" A house-bot approached her to return the socks that had been stolen, and she practically kissed the thing. Eric couldn't help but laugh. He was glad the rodent was gone, too. No more birds sitting on his head or jello being dropped on him. "I have to go figure what I want in my room!" Sara gasped, dashing off towards the living quarters.
"Have fun," Eric called after her, not moving from the couch. He already knew what he wanted in his room. "Hey, bot, c'mere. Tell the grand pooh-bah computer or whatever to put a trunk with some clothes in my room. Seems like everybody overlooked the fact that we'll be her for more than two days. And let me get a cable TV of my own in there."
~Sara~
Sara lay back on her bed and looked up at her ceiling. "I want an Eagles poster right there," she smiled. "Yeah, I wanna see that bird every morning when I wake up. And... I think I'll need an armoire. Yeah, one filled with clothes for me."
"The hell? Scientists can experiement. What the hell is wrong with this program. God and to think I've been saying that people in the future are dumber in the future for years." Aaron muttered as he thought about what he wanted to add to his room now.
"Hmm two new items and a piece of furniture. Oh the choices that I could add." Zerb says as he thought about what he could put in his room now.
I'm not a nazi!... I'm a hamster with food in my cheeks!
Post by tomaszavenger on Apr 14, 2009 3:59:28 GMT -5
Tom
"Actually... I've had a theory that the average person is in fact dumber as you go through the recent ages as people begin to rely on technology more and more! Tell me... how many kids could be able to tell you how a TV works, and compare that number to the amount that OWN TVs. Morality as a trend seems to have declined rapidly since the 1920s when a bunch of Americans created Ultradarwinism and Ultracreationism. So... now, it seems that experimentation and taking people from other times is legal under certain restrictions, which seem quite lax to be honest." Tom said, pausing a moment afterwards to consider if he had missed anything.
Tom waited for Leyla to wake up. If she didn't... well, he'd be in a lot of trouble, wouldn't he? At least the cameras saw he did nothing wrong! Right?
Ah... maybe there are certain restrictions on us using the cameras. As Mr Taylor would say: "Bah... humbug!"
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