A/N : Ok, well this is my first story prolouge, and stuff...yep. This idea has been floating around in my head, and i'm pretty sure that it started with a dream. :D anyways tell me whatcha think? love, hate, meh. And please don't flame me . . . it hurts the confidence. T_T *mean flamers* (at least have the decency to tell me that my writing sucks nicely) Like this one time when my goldfish-
aristotle29: KUPO-CHAN! . . .getting off topic a bit...just let them read the freaking story already.
Kupo-chan: . . . but it was so tragic . . .he died.
aristotle29: they don't care...
Kupochan: *dies*
aristotle: don't worry she'll be fine. I hope you enjoy the story that I help out with . . .not this chapter really, but I will help later! Oh and neither Kupochan nor aristotle29 own Naruto! We own the Ryder Family though! (we're pretty sure that no one else has this story . . .)(and if they do we apologize! we had no idea...)
This is a story about a family that defies the very existence of reality. They live in a small town, in the middle of a cornfield near Chicago, Illinois. To most people they are just a little strange, they over decorate during Halloween and Christmas; they have a lot of relatives that all live in the same house; they always seem to have strange house guests, and even though they never do much all of the kids are freakishly athletic. Not too weird, right? Just your average slightly odd family, they enroll their kids in school, go to sports events, and they tend to play music really loud at times. At least that's what the general public is led to believe by the said family.
The Ryder's are indeed a strange family as they all possess a certain ability; the ability to go to different worlds. Any world that you can think of is available, although the more people that think about it, the more likely it is that someone can jump to it. This in mind, many of the more popular series' and movies are the most problematic. Considering that there are so many different worlds, there would need to be many people right? Correct, the Ryder family is huge and they have houses all over the world, but their main house is in a little town called Turtl. In this house the younger people are trained to expect everything, not be surprised by anything, keep an open mind, and always keep your imagination in check. The family is also a firm believer in a good "normal" experience. Therefore, everyone must at least graduate high school. Some in the family have chosen against this life, which is acceptable as long as you don't tell anyone the obvious secret. Well, it is one thing to tell you all of the secrets of the secretive Ryder family, but it would be easier to let them tell you their stories.
I love my family, I really do, but sometimes I swear to whatever god that is out there that I am going to murder all of them myself. My name is Lulu, well my real name is Luliaminarenika Ryder, but that is only when my mom calls me when I forget to clean my room. The reason that I am angry with my family is that I had to stay up late writing a paper that I got assigned on Monday, and due on Tuesday. Not too bad right? Well, maybe for "normal" people it isn't, but I'm not normal. Neither is my psychotic family unit. Have you ever tried to write a paper when two deranged men singing opera while fighting each other over a girl are downstairs? I didn't think so. Especially with paper walls! I mean I hated plastering the walls too, but sound can travel perfectly! Nothing against their voices though, it was very nice to listen to, but that's the problem. Technically only half of my problem though. You see this morning, after staying up until 3:42 A.M. I get woken up to guess what? A GIANT, TALKING, RED DOG! Now, don't judge me too harshly, I love dogs, and this isn't even the weirdest thing that I have woken up to, but I just wasn't in a good mood. I'll just begin my very own crazy story right here.
A/N
Kupochan:yea i know that this is just a prolouge don't worry there is another chapter, because i will love all who read this and hopefully update soon enough!
aristotle29:yea right you're too lazy
kupochan: but i will because i love the people who read this!
aristotle29: . . . sure
