Well this is my first FLCL fic, and I'm still looking at where I'm going
with it, I don't think it's that good but reviews are welcome, it's the
only way I'll learn.
Disclaimer As you may have guessed I don't own FLCL or any other copyright I may inadvertently infringe, depending on my mood I may write in a lot of stuff I do own but I'm sure you'll be able to tell the difference
Space etc
(Crap name I know but it's the best I could think of)
Naota was walking home form school, most of his friends seemed to live in different directions from him so he made the trip alone. Not that he had a problem with that, he never had. He enjoyed the time alone, he enjoyed the walk, it gave him time to think, to put his thoughts in order. As he strolled along that day the usual thoughts played out on his mind, one had been dominating lately.
"Not long yet"
Five years had passed since the only remotely interesting thing that had ever happened to him had happened and he was ready for some excitement again.
"17", he reflected "what an awful age, almost a man, but not quite, almost able to leave, to run to get the hall out of Mabase. Not long, and then I can leave this place"
He couldn't wait, for the time when he could leave, go anywhere he wanted, hell he would have preferred places he didn't want to this dull stretch of land. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he never heard the engine as he was crossing the road. Didn't see the car, he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he almost didn't feel the impact.
Naota had spent a long time wondering about his brain, or lack there of. He reasoned that it must be somewhere as he quite obviously had all his mental functions but he didn't know if it was in his own head. Not really the point seeing that Haruko was clearly never coming back so the black hole in his head could just exist or not exist for all he cared, and since he didn't expect anyone to use it, he never felt the need for the giant eyebrows Amarao had given him. He still had them, souvenirs of a sort. What he didn't know was that it was this day when his questions on the subject of what was inside his scull were answered.
The car sent him sprawling, it wasn't going very fast but that didn't sop Naota getting a pretty big jolt. The last he felt before he woke up was his head smash very hard against the concrete of the road. Then, nothing save an inky blackness, and a sound like rushing wind.
Naota woke up in what appeared to be a store room, it was piled from floor to ceiling with crates of all sises. A door was set into the far wall. Cautiously he pulled it open. A sign, clearly legible on the other side (the one that would normally face out) said.
"Staff only"
"Weird" though Naota
The room looked like the inside of a bar, completing this image was the bar that stretched from just beside the door to the far end of the room. The place was obviously closed, the only person in there was the barman getting ready to open, although to be fair to him his preparations had stopped after the appearance of Naota. The barman, out of curiosity, started to speak. It wasn't an accent Naota was familiar with, he didn't even recognise it.
"Oi, just how long have you been in there."
"I woke up in there, came strait out"
"Ok, how'd you get in there?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know how you got into a room, only accessible from the inside, what's more you got in with out me noticing, even though I can see everything in here and the front door is locked."
"In essence."
"And you expect me to believe this."
"No, but it would be a great help if you did."
"Why?"
"Because then I wouldn't have the problems of convincing you."
At this the barman gave Naota a look like one you or I would give to someone who has just, in all sincerity, claimed to have found the elixir of eternal youth. But then as the barman reasoned, he did look young.
Naota decided a different line of questing would be the best bet
"So where is this anyway?"
"You say that not only do you not know how you got here but you don't know where here is?"
"In essence."
"Well son, you are in the recreational bar on board the space station ALU- 5"
"ALU"
"Astral Living Unit, the fifth one in this chain,
"Space station?"
"You don't know what a space station is, jees man, basically an enclosed area in space mimicking a planet surface where people live and work. Where are you from anyway?"
Naota, for the time, decided to ignore the question.
"And this chain thing."
"Well basically, several units are tethered together with hi energy beams, theirs no physical link but we can exchange materials and people through them, anyway they all orbit the base planet in sync and balance each other out. One station on its own would be too small, the populous would go insane, and we can't build single ones big enough to get round the problem, they would be too volatile. So we link smaller ones up, all different, so people can transport for an instant change of scenery. Now answer, where are you from."
During this speech Naota couldn't help but wonder how this was the result of being run down back on earth, surely he should be dead. He decided to answer the question.
"Oh, Earth." he said as casually as he could.
"The barman's face remained unchanged."
"Don't get many of you guys out here, we get even less who don't know how they got here. You ever had contact from anyone outside your own planet before."
"Once." A bitter look crossed his face as memories of her flooded back.
"And"
"She used my head as an N/O portal."
"What was you last thing that happened to you on earth."
"I got run over."
"Did you hit your head."
"Yes, in fact that's the last thing that happened before I woke up here."
"OK, I think I've got it now. The N/O portal never seals up, you have it for life, on the plus side, your brain can never be damaged seeing as how no matter how had you hit your head, your brain aint in it. Of coarse the problem arises if you split your scull open. The N/O portal escaped, encompassed you and transported you, you woke up here fully intact.
Naota was suddenly worried "Why here."
"Why not, just a random place, with no purpose the N/O Is a giant exercise in the random, you were luck that you landed somewhere you could survive"
"How do you know all this."
"Because I'm from a planet that's made interstellar contact, it's pretty well known among people from planets who use the technology. Are you going to argue with me."
He had a point, and he was right, Naota wasn't going to argue with the only point of reference he had and he at least seemed to know what he was talking about.
The barman started talking
"So, while you're here I can rent you a very nice room."
"I have no money, in fact, I got nothing at all here."
"As I was saying a very nice floor, incidentally the one you're standing on, at no cost to yourself."
"Gee, thanks," Naota said dryly, knowing full well he'd end up taking him up on the offer.
To Be Continued
Ok, so it's not great, but I'm sure it'll get funnier as it goes on and I get my own little version of this universe set up and working and as I work put where I'm going to go from here. Reviews are welcomed.
Disclaimer As you may have guessed I don't own FLCL or any other copyright I may inadvertently infringe, depending on my mood I may write in a lot of stuff I do own but I'm sure you'll be able to tell the difference
Space etc
(Crap name I know but it's the best I could think of)
Naota was walking home form school, most of his friends seemed to live in different directions from him so he made the trip alone. Not that he had a problem with that, he never had. He enjoyed the time alone, he enjoyed the walk, it gave him time to think, to put his thoughts in order. As he strolled along that day the usual thoughts played out on his mind, one had been dominating lately.
"Not long yet"
Five years had passed since the only remotely interesting thing that had ever happened to him had happened and he was ready for some excitement again.
"17", he reflected "what an awful age, almost a man, but not quite, almost able to leave, to run to get the hall out of Mabase. Not long, and then I can leave this place"
He couldn't wait, for the time when he could leave, go anywhere he wanted, hell he would have preferred places he didn't want to this dull stretch of land. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he never heard the engine as he was crossing the road. Didn't see the car, he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he almost didn't feel the impact.
Naota had spent a long time wondering about his brain, or lack there of. He reasoned that it must be somewhere as he quite obviously had all his mental functions but he didn't know if it was in his own head. Not really the point seeing that Haruko was clearly never coming back so the black hole in his head could just exist or not exist for all he cared, and since he didn't expect anyone to use it, he never felt the need for the giant eyebrows Amarao had given him. He still had them, souvenirs of a sort. What he didn't know was that it was this day when his questions on the subject of what was inside his scull were answered.
The car sent him sprawling, it wasn't going very fast but that didn't sop Naota getting a pretty big jolt. The last he felt before he woke up was his head smash very hard against the concrete of the road. Then, nothing save an inky blackness, and a sound like rushing wind.
Naota woke up in what appeared to be a store room, it was piled from floor to ceiling with crates of all sises. A door was set into the far wall. Cautiously he pulled it open. A sign, clearly legible on the other side (the one that would normally face out) said.
"Staff only"
"Weird" though Naota
The room looked like the inside of a bar, completing this image was the bar that stretched from just beside the door to the far end of the room. The place was obviously closed, the only person in there was the barman getting ready to open, although to be fair to him his preparations had stopped after the appearance of Naota. The barman, out of curiosity, started to speak. It wasn't an accent Naota was familiar with, he didn't even recognise it.
"Oi, just how long have you been in there."
"I woke up in there, came strait out"
"Ok, how'd you get in there?"
"I don't know."
"You don't know how you got into a room, only accessible from the inside, what's more you got in with out me noticing, even though I can see everything in here and the front door is locked."
"In essence."
"And you expect me to believe this."
"No, but it would be a great help if you did."
"Why?"
"Because then I wouldn't have the problems of convincing you."
At this the barman gave Naota a look like one you or I would give to someone who has just, in all sincerity, claimed to have found the elixir of eternal youth. But then as the barman reasoned, he did look young.
Naota decided a different line of questing would be the best bet
"So where is this anyway?"
"You say that not only do you not know how you got here but you don't know where here is?"
"In essence."
"Well son, you are in the recreational bar on board the space station ALU- 5"
"ALU"
"Astral Living Unit, the fifth one in this chain,
"Space station?"
"You don't know what a space station is, jees man, basically an enclosed area in space mimicking a planet surface where people live and work. Where are you from anyway?"
Naota, for the time, decided to ignore the question.
"And this chain thing."
"Well basically, several units are tethered together with hi energy beams, theirs no physical link but we can exchange materials and people through them, anyway they all orbit the base planet in sync and balance each other out. One station on its own would be too small, the populous would go insane, and we can't build single ones big enough to get round the problem, they would be too volatile. So we link smaller ones up, all different, so people can transport for an instant change of scenery. Now answer, where are you from."
During this speech Naota couldn't help but wonder how this was the result of being run down back on earth, surely he should be dead. He decided to answer the question.
"Oh, Earth." he said as casually as he could.
"The barman's face remained unchanged."
"Don't get many of you guys out here, we get even less who don't know how they got here. You ever had contact from anyone outside your own planet before."
"Once." A bitter look crossed his face as memories of her flooded back.
"And"
"She used my head as an N/O portal."
"What was you last thing that happened to you on earth."
"I got run over."
"Did you hit your head."
"Yes, in fact that's the last thing that happened before I woke up here."
"OK, I think I've got it now. The N/O portal never seals up, you have it for life, on the plus side, your brain can never be damaged seeing as how no matter how had you hit your head, your brain aint in it. Of coarse the problem arises if you split your scull open. The N/O portal escaped, encompassed you and transported you, you woke up here fully intact.
Naota was suddenly worried "Why here."
"Why not, just a random place, with no purpose the N/O Is a giant exercise in the random, you were luck that you landed somewhere you could survive"
"How do you know all this."
"Because I'm from a planet that's made interstellar contact, it's pretty well known among people from planets who use the technology. Are you going to argue with me."
He had a point, and he was right, Naota wasn't going to argue with the only point of reference he had and he at least seemed to know what he was talking about.
The barman started talking
"So, while you're here I can rent you a very nice room."
"I have no money, in fact, I got nothing at all here."
"As I was saying a very nice floor, incidentally the one you're standing on, at no cost to yourself."
"Gee, thanks," Naota said dryly, knowing full well he'd end up taking him up on the offer.
To Be Continued
Ok, so it's not great, but I'm sure it'll get funnier as it goes on and I get my own little version of this universe set up and working and as I work put where I'm going to go from here. Reviews are welcomed.