Story
The World has defeated itself, you are chosen to survive, write about people you meet and what happens.
Part One The begining
"I sense that the end is near." The kid who called herself UKani said. "I can feel it." She called herself UKani, but her real name was Helen, and she looked serious.
"What the hell are you talking about now, Helen?" Whispered the semingly always agitated Scrub.
"The name's UKani, and I feel something, something...strange." She looked worried, almost terrified at her own voice.
"Eh, that time of the month again, Hel?" Scrub, again. UKani ignored him, getting back to her chatting on the internet.
We, all 15 of us, had joined a special testing program at school. We were lucky, and we knew it. It was a club of sorts, we had began our own message board where we talked all day long, both at school and at free time at home.
15 students chatting on the internet together for an hour every day. We were all ages, from 12 to 18. We all respected each other, in our own special way. Very special.
"Oh god, guys!!! Look at this scab i just picked off, it kinda looks like an acorn!" Cried Pinzz.
Our group was very diverse indeed. There was Pinzz, the resident bad ass and missunderstood SPAMMER of sorts. The leader, if you will of the tri-spammers.
The TRI SPAMMERS were an elite group of three people who sent stupid, pointless, annoying messages. And they were good. They're was Pinzz, of course, and Scrub. Scrub was a male version of Pinzz, even in a physical sense they could've been twins. But lately Scrub has seemed to have matured. Leading us to his possible replacement, Ellimist.
Ellimist is a 16 year old, and he's our resident poser. Always joining whatever crowd he can sink his claws into. Ellimist and I are not at good terms at the moment. Another replacement possibility has become Lain. Lain's the little kid of the group, at 12, he was moved from the middle school this period to test it out for them. He may be the biggest SPAMMER, but he's the most annoying boardie.
And then, it comes to me. I am third in line of the TRI SPAMMERS. Being the prodigy of Pinzz, and her stalker too, I came to be accepted as one myself. They call me Jabu, but my real name's Jeremy. My rival, the cocky Trent, was the resident Lurker. He hardly ever post, but when he did, it was usually to flame me. I'm not the only one to find Trent troublesome, the second youngest in our group, Sky, feels the same way. Although he can be annoying, Sky is much more mature than Lain, and he's suprisingly not a SPAMMER at all, not to say he isn't ever tempted. Sky can basically get along with a lot of people, but don't ever put him in a room with Pinzz or Trent alone.
Of course, just as all societies (and this one's no different), we need some kind of authority figures around the message board, and we look to Tyler and Jan Girl for that. Tyler was the original creator and idealist for this class, so obviously he became head administrator, and he's a tough one at that. If anyone get's too out of line, he bans them and they're forced to leave the class. Jan Girl's a little more down to earth, herself. She has had to ban before, but only when things got so out of hand that the future of this classes' organization was at steak.
"Tyler, why don't you just do us a favor, and ban Pinzz?" YNG said.
"Oh, Yang, you're just jealous of my bizzahness"
"The name's Shelley," YNG snapped, "get it right Pinzz."
Ah, YNG, the greatest Pinzz hater of all time, and a best friend to Jan Girl. The 17 year old always found a way to win an argument. But no one could beat out Aldrea, the 16 year old other best friend of Lynne, she was the yin to YNG's yang. The two were friends who agreed with everything, escpecially when it came to hating Pinzz.
"I don't care if your name's freakin Huitzilopoctli! I will no longer be your love slave!"
"Pinzz?" Aldrea asked
"Yes?"
"Big H never had a love slave, and Shelley says to go kill yourself," She finished.
"Monster freak." Pinzz countered.
"Leave Monster alone, he's sure as hell a lot smarter than you Pinzz," Mol practically screamed.
"Ah, Monster's toady, Mol."
"Yes?" Mol responded?
"You people don't even belong here," Pinzz observed.
"Hey," Jan Girl spoke up, "Pinzz, they belong a lot more than you do, and if you keep on saying crap like this, I'm going to have to ban you."
The World has defeated itself, you are chosen to survive, write about people you meet and what happens.
Part One The begining
"I sense that the end is near." The kid who called herself UKani said. "I can feel it." She called herself UKani, but her real name was Helen, and she looked serious.
"What the hell are you talking about now, Helen?" Whispered the semingly always agitated Scrub.
"The name's UKani, and I feel something, something...strange." She looked worried, almost terrified at her own voice.
"Eh, that time of the month again, Hel?" Scrub, again. UKani ignored him, getting back to her chatting on the internet.
We, all 15 of us, had joined a special testing program at school. We were lucky, and we knew it. It was a club of sorts, we had began our own message board where we talked all day long, both at school and at free time at home.
15 students chatting on the internet together for an hour every day. We were all ages, from 12 to 18. We all respected each other, in our own special way. Very special.
"Oh god, guys!!! Look at this scab i just picked off, it kinda looks like an acorn!" Cried Pinzz.
Our group was very diverse indeed. There was Pinzz, the resident bad ass and missunderstood SPAMMER of sorts. The leader, if you will of the tri-spammers.
The TRI SPAMMERS were an elite group of three people who sent stupid, pointless, annoying messages. And they were good. They're was Pinzz, of course, and Scrub. Scrub was a male version of Pinzz, even in a physical sense they could've been twins. But lately Scrub has seemed to have matured. Leading us to his possible replacement, Ellimist.
Ellimist is a 16 year old, and he's our resident poser. Always joining whatever crowd he can sink his claws into. Ellimist and I are not at good terms at the moment. Another replacement possibility has become Lain. Lain's the little kid of the group, at 12, he was moved from the middle school this period to test it out for them. He may be the biggest SPAMMER, but he's the most annoying boardie.
And then, it comes to me. I am third in line of the TRI SPAMMERS. Being the prodigy of Pinzz, and her stalker too, I came to be accepted as one myself. They call me Jabu, but my real name's Jeremy. My rival, the cocky Trent, was the resident Lurker. He hardly ever post, but when he did, it was usually to flame me. I'm not the only one to find Trent troublesome, the second youngest in our group, Sky, feels the same way. Although he can be annoying, Sky is much more mature than Lain, and he's suprisingly not a SPAMMER at all, not to say he isn't ever tempted. Sky can basically get along with a lot of people, but don't ever put him in a room with Pinzz or Trent alone.
Of course, just as all societies (and this one's no different), we need some kind of authority figures around the message board, and we look to Tyler and Jan Girl for that. Tyler was the original creator and idealist for this class, so obviously he became head administrator, and he's a tough one at that. If anyone get's too out of line, he bans them and they're forced to leave the class. Jan Girl's a little more down to earth, herself. She has had to ban before, but only when things got so out of hand that the future of this classes' organization was at steak.
"Tyler, why don't you just do us a favor, and ban Pinzz?" YNG said.
"Oh, Yang, you're just jealous of my bizzahness"
"The name's Shelley," YNG snapped, "get it right Pinzz."
Ah, YNG, the greatest Pinzz hater of all time, and a best friend to Jan Girl. The 17 year old always found a way to win an argument. But no one could beat out Aldrea, the 16 year old other best friend of Lynne, she was the yin to YNG's yang. The two were friends who agreed with everything, escpecially when it came to hating Pinzz.
"I don't care if your name's freakin Huitzilopoctli! I will no longer be your love slave!"
"Pinzz?" Aldrea asked
"Yes?"
"Big H never had a love slave, and Shelley says to go kill yourself," She finished.
"Monster freak." Pinzz countered.
"Leave Monster alone, he's sure as hell a lot smarter than you Pinzz," Mol practically screamed.
"Ah, Monster's toady, Mol."
"Yes?" Mol responded?
"You people don't even belong here," Pinzz observed.
"Hey," Jan Girl spoke up, "Pinzz, they belong a lot more than you do, and if you keep on saying crap like this, I'm going to have to ban you."