Post by TheTimeSweeper on Jan 29, 2009 17:30:48 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
"Well, I don't have to tell you everything, Rin." =P
"Yeah, there's tons of stuff you don't know about him," called Nav-E from the kitchen. "Like the fact that he can talk to cars."
"You can too! And they can talk back to us. You know that."
"Yeah, but you can only hear them speak when you are sitting inside of them. If you are outside of the car, the only way for them to communicate is to spell out words in midair with their electricity."
"Stop telling me things I already know about! It pisses me off!"
"I know. That's why I'm doing it." =P
Evan shut his eyes in frustration.
"Be glad you don't have to put up with him every day like I have to, Rin."
Dan smiled, someone actually annoying Magic besides him, he could barely believe it. "So what else do you do to bug him, Nav-E?" He shouted to said person.
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Jan 29, 2009 17:56:14 GMT -5
Evan and Nav-E
Nav-E grinned.
"Oh, I just invade his room every now and then, embarrass him in front of the Midtown Madness vehicles, masquerade as him online, etc. I think I may have even fooled you more than once into thinking that Evan was talking to you when it was really me."
Evan's eyes went wide.
"You did WHAT?! You were in my room talking with my friends and pretending to be me?!"
Dan's eyes widened as well. He hated being fooled like that, he remembered that time when GH was away and he didn't realiuze it.... he shivered. "CHAKAAR!! I'll get you for that!!" he turned to Evan. "You should have fucking told me!!" he shouted.
"Oya! But seriously guys lets not see what happens when we actually break out into a full on fist to cuffs fight huh" Zerb said ready to step in if things did get violent fast, cause knowing these guys that was totally possible.
I'm not a nazi!... I'm a hamster with food in my cheeks!
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Jan 29, 2009 19:33:18 GMT -5
Evan
“How was I supposed to know?!” Evan shouted at Rin. “Sometimes I forget the things I type. And on top of that, he would type the same weird stuff as I would! In real life, you can tell us apart, but online it’s very difficult. You have to understand that and I know him better than you do.”
Evan’s watch then beeped twice and a hologram of a gray sports car appeared.
“Yo Evan, you there?”
“Yeah I’m here, TT. What’s up?”
“I heard from Del that you were in the future and on a game show of some kind. Is everything alright?”
“Yeah, everything is fine. Apparently, Nav-E and I are in the year 2065 and my online friends are with me too.”
“You’re kidding.”
“Nope.”
“Wow…”
“Oh, and I am actually using Nav-E’s watch right now in case things were a little weird on your end.”
TT laughed. “I actually had no idea! Well, it’s good to hear that everything’s alright. Is Nav-E still being an ass?”
“Was that a rhetorical question?”
“…Maybe.”
Evan laughed. “I’ll catch you later, TT.”
“Alright, bye.”
The image of the Audi disappeared and Evan looked up to find everyone staring at him.
“What? So I converse with cars that live inside of a computerized universe. Big deal.”
Dan was still pissed at Evan, but he'd headslap him for it later. But he perked up at the mntion of half-demons. "What's this about half-demons???" he said raising his eyebrows.
Eric laughed. "Turns out New England in 2009 is teeming with supernaturals. My friends and I all have a bit of incubus blood - it's why no one really likes us - and my best friend's girl is actually half-incubus." He waggled his eyebrows at Sara. "Incubi live solely to seduce. Did you know that?"
Dan fell over laughing. He'd been making jokes about Incubi in english class the past two weeks before he came to the future. Now one pops up? And his best friend is dating one? TOO funny. Between the laughs he managed to get a sentence out. "Yes... ahahaha, I did...hahaha"
Coming out of his room in a slight disorder, having just woken up and still getting over his drowsiness, Dylan quickly made his way down the corridor, following the voices he was hearing until reaching a large group of people. He glanced around at them briefly before rubbing his eyes and yawning, putting up his right hand as a general sign of greeting.
"Hi there." He said tiredly, making a mental note of all of them before looking at his left wrist, checking the time on an obviously expensive gold Rolex. "Blah, I slept later than I usually do...who are you guys anyway...?" His clothes were simple enough, a black shirt with a red turtleneck over it, and black knee length shorts with black socks and sandals. The watch his was wearing, as well as the Prada backpack he had on, said different things about him however.
Seeing as she was being ignored, AGAIN, Leyla decided to just curl up on the floor with the book she had pulled out of thin air. Surprisingly, the book was real and had the actual story. It wasn't just made up things from her mind.
Odd.....
Leyla was absorbed in her book, and missed the random conversations going around her. Closing her eyes, she began to hum a soft tune. The book was good, but not enough to keep her attention for very long however.
She was still confused though, she had no idea how she had done some of the things she did, but she figured it must have something to do with the whole 'game show in the future' thing.
It was right about then that she noticed the stranger.
Looks confusing.....eh, what the heck...
Smiling, she waved to the stranger cheerfully.
"Oh, hello there! You here for this weird game show thingie too?"
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Jan 29, 2009 22:48:06 GMT -5
Nav-E
"Boy, there's just weirdoes left and right around here... Sounds like my kind of place! I wonder if there are any girls around here my age..."
Nav-E shoveled another forkful of waffle into his mouth as Evan's wristwatch on the table beeped twice.
"Nav-E Raines reporting for duty, sir!" Nav-E saluted to the image of a black DeLorean.
"At ease, soldier," came the reply before the car started laughing. "You and your damn introductions. Where the hell are you? I got word from Del that you and Evan are in the future somewhere and on a reality game show no less!"
"Yeah, it's all true," muttered Nav-E. "Stuck in the future with my brother and his online friends.”
“Online friends? You mean the ones from AIM?”
“The very same. It’s only a matter of time before we get word of why the hell we’re here, so I’m just planning on enjoying myself until things get started. Who knows, I might even meet some ladies.” =)
The black DeLorean laughed. “You and your deluded fantasies.”
Nav-E’s eyes went wide.
“What the hell do you mean ‘deluded fantasies’ ?! You don’t think I could get a girl?”
“Not if you were the last guy and she was the last girl in the entire Midtown Madness Universe.” =P
“Yeah, well, we’ll just see about that!”
Stealth’s tone was that of sarcasm. “I’m sure we will.”
“I’ll keep in touch. Bye.”
“Bye.”
The image fizzled out and Nav-E muttered some cursewords.
“Insolent ebony-colored sports car…thinks I can’t get a date to save my life…”
His attention then turned to the newcomer who had just entered the living room.
“Great. More online friends of Evan, I’ll bet. >< Hmm, maybe I should consider getting an AIM account and making some of my own…”
Looking at Leyla he walked over to her, slumping down and sitting beside her Indian style. "I guess I am...this day is just getting weirder, you know what I mean?" He yawned loudly, slumping forward a bit and half closing his eyes. Just then however brown furred creature shot up half way out of his backpack and smacked him in the back of the head.
"Stay awake you baka!" It shouted before quickly diving back into the Prada backpack while Dylan rubbed his head. "Ow...you didn't have to do that you know..." He shook his head and looked over at Leyla again. "So, who are you anyway miss?" He asked, still a bit tired as he looked over at the book she was reading.
Post by tomaszavenger on Jan 30, 2009 8:39:57 GMT -5
Clan House Bot
Five minutes till meeting.
Tom and Boot Tom sat down in the meeting area, catching sight of Boot once again, who was sitting motionlessly.
"Hmm... I wonder who else is in this place?" Tom wondered, staring into his laptop monitor and tapping away at various keys.
"There are SO many computers on the network, yet it hardly seems to be slowing down. I know I must be in the future..." Tom said, running cross-referencing on the various IPs.
"Well... what do you know, clan members are around here! Cool... can't wait to meet them, but then again..."
Tom commanded his suit to enter full coverage. Soon, his entire face was concealed, and his armor had initialized into this:
Boot's sensors picked up environmental changes, and he had reinitialized. Noticing Tom, he almost set out to attack before his processor remembered:
Val UEF threat level = 0
Boot just remained still and hoped that Tom really wasn't that much a threat. After all, he had talked to him before.
Sara ignored Eric's comment about seduction and instead went and glomped Leyla. "Why so emo, terrorist?" she asked before noticing yet another newcomer. "Sup, stranger?" she said, extending her hand. "I'm Sara, and you are...?"
Dylan looked at the other new girl, blinking before shaking her hand. "Hi there Sara." He said in a just slightly surprised tone, taken back a bit by her friendliness. "I'm Dylan." He replied, forgetting to retract his hand. "Dylan Hilton."
Before he could say anything else, the brown furred creature from earlier leaped from his backpack, poised to kick Sara squarely in the jaw while shouting, "ATTACKKKKK!" Dylan snatched him out of the air and basically put him in a bear hug, holding him tightly to his chest as he struggled to get free for a second before settling down. "And this is um...The Evil Wombat. He lives in my backpack..."
She watched in the shadows the now huge group conversing with mild interest but there was a lot on her mind now:
Barely anyone knows me! No one has even noticed me. They're all so much older than me... what the hell am I going to do? Should I talk to them or wait for my brother? Oh, he would ignore me anyway.
Helena just kept on waiting, praying for the meeting to start any minute now.
After Dan stopped laughing, he looked up and noticed another new guy. How many of us are there going to be?? He stood and walked over to the new guy. "So who might you be, and why are you holding a wombat?"
"Well i thought that was pretty funny." Aaron said after Leyla glared at Sara about glomping her
"OK then.. wombat.. reminds me too much of a womp-rat..." Zerb said looking at the wombat of doom as he was now refering it as after only meeting it for a brief moment.
I'm not a nazi!... I'm a hamster with food in my cheeks!
Sara was unfazed by Leyla's glare and cracked up. "ROTC kids are ninjas! They hide in trees!" XD Then the rest of Leyla's comment hit her. "Your point... Whoa, Dylan, are you Ups?!"
The wombat quickly growled and glared at Rin. "I'M AN EVIL WOMBAT! And the kid is Dylan. I live in his backpack. It's Prada." Dylan blinked, looking back at Sara with a tilt of his head. "A-yup. That's me Sara. Wow. So you're Charli? Hey, super. I've always wanted to meet you!" He exclaimed with a smile. "Um...to explain all this..." He motioned to his clothes, his fancy watch and all. "I've been in the future for a while. Random time portal. It turns out that since the Hilton's have no heir in this time, and seeing as I turned up in their current owner's office after exiting the portal, and my name was Hilton...well I'm the new heir to the Hiltons of 2060." xD
The wombat in the mean time had quietly slipped out of Dylan's arms, sneakily sneaking (Durrrrrrr) behind Sara and carefully removing her socks before stuffing them in his pocket and scampering back to lay beside Dylan like a normal, cute little wombat.
Leyla glared at Aaron, clearly not amused. Why did people always do that? It was getting annoying fast.
"Wasn't to me!"
She rolled her eyes at Sara, catching her comment. Despite herself, she couldn't help smiling at the joke. At least it was something familiar.
"You guys are nothing compared to my Cappies Ninjas though. Heh."
When she heard Dylan, she couldn't help but be disappointed. Seemed her fears were confirmed. She blinked slowly, now staring at him intently.
"That so? Hmmm"
An evil smile appeared on her face for a moment, before it faded to its previous disappointment. Here he was, and she couldn't do anything to him. She had promised him a kick in the nuts with her steal toed boots too. Unfortunately, they hadn't arrived with her.
"Not possible.....unless...."
Staring at her feet, she realized that her shoes had been replaced with the steal toed boots she had just been thinking of. It freaked her out a bit, but she wasn't exactly complaining.
"Freaking sweet man...."
Bored, she kicked Dylan in the nuts and walked out of the room grinning.
Sara wasn't pleased about the aggression already mounting in the house, but, sullenly, she said nothing as Leyla sauntered out. Sighing, she tried to cheer herself up by letting her thoughts wander. I'm never going back/ I'm over feeling sorry, so just deal with that/ there's nothing wrong with that/ find comfort in yourself/ and know that what you have's not what you are... I wonder how the unit's doing. Has Sean beaten more people into coming to drill? I miss the unit. I miss my karate class. Jimmy and Louis were the last guys my age I saw back home. Hm, Jimmy's still kinda haw-hey! "My feet are cold!" Confuzzled, Sara looked down at her feet only to see that her favorite wool socks were gone! "The fuck?!"
Post by TheTimeSweeper on Jan 30, 2009 21:46:53 GMT -5
Nav-E
“…The hell?” Nav-E wondered as he eyed a weird-looking wombat steal Sara’s socks right off her feet. “Damn, just what the hell did I wake up to today? I feel like I’m in the freakin’ Twilight Zone. I probably shouldn’t even be here, but for some weird-ass reason I’m here with my brother and all of his online friends.” ><
Nav-E then put the rest of the frozen waffles back in the freezer and made his way back to his room.
“If anyone needs me, I’ll be in my room surfing the web. Later all.”
Dylan keeled over, looking to be in extreme pain, but as soon as Leyla left, he got back up, showing he was completely unharmed. "Thank me later for the 5 second steel cup." The wombat said before scratching it's head. Dylan just stared blankly at the furry critter before looking over to Sara again. "Well, I certainly was right Charli. You are pretty in person." He chuckled slightly, the wombat giggling quietly at her reaction to missing her socks.