MisPlaCeD: The Sciocco Famiglia
Prologue
It was a typical Friday night for the Random Roleplay! forum. People came and went, cookies were eaten and people molested. The strangers that chatted and goofed with each other on these forums almost everyday didn't know one another in any personal sense, but by and by connections were made and friendships cemented. Gradually things became normalized and, like any social networking site, the denizens of Random Roleplay! fell into a comfortable rhythm.
This night started out no different from the rest, but little did anyone know, this seemingly typical night would not end so normally...
Obi Shinobi: sup pplz!
PiePerson: *glomps* obiii
FlameHaze17: like I was saying, KakaXNaru has something for every1!
Obi Shinobi: eww… what'd I walk into?
Emotive Gothika: yaoi discussion! Very srz business! :3
Mamo-kun: sup Obi, this has been going on for too long! XD
FlameHaze17: shaddup mamo, before I sic my robo-slave on you!
PHAZONFUELEDKID: *robotic voice* Ready and willing, Mistress!
Obi Shinobi: rofl, hi kiddo
As was mentioned before, a pretty typical night for the forum; a few people were missing as always, but no set time was ever arranged for the group, so people drifted on and off throughout the day, coming whenever they please or whenever they had the five minutes of time.
So, after hours of random discussion, drama, glompz, the devouring of food (and body parts) and of course, role playing, the people of Random Roleplay! were beginning to wind down. Work, school, dentist appointments; all the real-world worries of life would have to be greeted the next day, and sleep would be needed later on.
However, on this night, one of the late-comers, who was a tad more bored than the rest, did something so random it caused the others to pause... and do random things themselves...
Emotive Gothika: *slips on banana peel and falls flat on face*
PiePerson: O.o
FlameHaze17: lol Emo, that's such an old gag...
Obi Shinobi: you okay mahal?
DuchessOfDementia: evil banana peels are invading the earth!
Emotive Gothika: *staggers to feet* yeah, im alrighty...
DuchessOfDementia: *grabs Emo and shakes her* don't let the evil banana peels get you!
PiePerson: god nez…
Obi Shinobi: *sweatdrops at nez*
Emotive Gothika: okay... Duchess, take a breather...
Tonight'sWolf: *eats banana*
DuchessOfDementia: *points at Wolf* it's your fault that the banana peels are attacking!
FlameHaze17: *hides dead body of Joe Jonas* what? I didn't stalk the Jonas Brothers only to torture and eventually kill them! *shifty eyes*
PiePerson: pie is confuzzled…
Mamo-kun: like, wow... you guys are crazy...
Obi Shinobi: maybe a lil
Emotive Gothika: Ohmigay! Tsuna failed Reborn's trial?! NOOOO!!! *random outburst*
Tonight'sWolf: and Emo's talking about what?
FlameHaze17: *prepares to torture Miley Cyrus* some anime that the rest of us haven't heard of let alone watch
Emotive Gothika: Katekyo Hitman Reborn, very good stuff *nods head* you guys should really keep up with the anime times…
Obi Shinobi: Well the rest of us don't live a thousand miles from Japan
Emotive Gothika: Well, there's that…
Little did the friends know that while PHAZONFUELEDKID, a.k.a. "Kid", had said he was going to dinner; he was really just taking a break to work on his latest project.
Earlier in the day, the self-proclaimed genius had attended a seminar on worm-holes in space. The speaker, a visiting professor from M.I.T., had stated that within the worm-holes, time-travel was indeed possible, as well as the power to bend reality. Kid had soaked up every last word and had started a new project the moment he got home. Using his mom's old washing machine, he began rigging the simple laundry cleaner up to his computer with the intent to test the 'worm-hole theory' for himself.
"Just a little tweak here..." he murmured to himself as he connected wires into the back of the washing machine. Various colored wires and cables snaked out across the basement floor, or as Kid liked to call it, his 'lab'. On the nearby computer screen, a stream of information blazed across the hundreds of thousands of digital pixels along with a large loading bar. The bar stated that the program was 99% complete, denoting that Kid's 'worm-hole' was nearly ready to be tested.
Thing is, he didn't remember that the Random Roleplay! forum was minimized on his computer's taskbar…
"Here goes nothing," Kid whispered between pursed lips as he flipped on the house's extra generator, (a tool usually used to keep the house powered in case of a black-out, but was now only powering his machine).
The house groaned and the lights began exploding all around the small building, frightening not only his family but most of the neighborhood as well for the entire block had lost electricity due to the sudden surge of power going into the worm-hole machine. Now, the only light on the whole block was a strange, blue one that exploded outwards from Kid's basement, illuminating the whole room and very nearly blinding Kid.
"I've done it! I've done it! I've dooone it!" Kid bellowed excitedly, not minding that his eyes were burning because of the light. And then, before he could get onto his computer and tell everyone on the forum about his new accomplishment (that would definitely win him a Nobel Prize if he ever told anyone about it), the washing machine swallowed him whole like a snake eating an egg, only much faster.
There was a super-sonic boom that shook half the county, and then Kid and the washing machine were no more.
The MisPlaCeD series is a sort of project my friend and I are working on separately. MisPlaCeD: A tale from the Random Roleplay! forum is the one he's working, which is in the Naruto series while I'm working on KHR.
The descriptions and personalities of my online friends are mostly from my imagination, though I have asked them some questions to better suit the story and make it more realistic… at least, to them, but hopefully to other readers as well.
Rating will be T for language for some scenes/things that may not be appropriate for those under the teen's section (blame it on the randomness of my friends and I :D). The rating will forever be T because I doubt that I will be able to make anything rated M here due to some males who cringe at the mere word of yaoi (*gives Obi and Mamo pointed looks*) and also due to the fact that I myself cringe when het is on…
To say that I own KHR will be breaking the law and I'm sure as hell that I don't want to get sued then jailed because of that. To put it simply, I don't own any anime, manga, games, shows, movies, or anything else that is referenced here…
I also don't own Ralph the Chainsaw. FlameHaze17 does. Just felt like putting that in here while I have the chance. You'll see why soon enough…
One last thing, wanna know what Sciocco means? Well to save you the trouble of looking it up on the web, Sciocco is Italian for silly. It was either that or Stolto and I think I speak for everyone when I say that Sciocco sounds and looks much cooler. And why did I name this fic so? Well, you'll have to wait for the chapter in which I will reveal as to why I have named the fic so.
Thanks for reading and please review. I love to hear your opinions :D