Startling Discoveries…
A/N: First off words in italics are Mara's thoughts. The words in // are Morwyn's thoughts/speaking. It'll get a bit confusing since Morwyn is Mara's alternate personality and they kind of clash on some things *cough*everything*cough*, but just stick around things will become clearer later on.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh wait this is not a laughing matter. You know since we were all about to die! Uh oh, Durgas, er Trent just turned into a Vegeta. Deja grew suddenly interested in the naked red Vegeta. I shook our head, forcing Morwyn's attention away from the nice specimen of male and turned around before she could get distracted. Misfortunately this put NotSo in my line of vision.
I narrowed our eyes at the moron who had caused all of this, as we all agreed in the last chapter…
Chibi SPLAT! Sorry, my therapy. I imagine people I'm really not liking and what kind of noise would make if they were chibi hitting concrete at very high speeds. Ray qualifies. /Well if I'm going to die anyway…/
You are not hitting on Veg-, I mean Trent. It's Trent for crying out loud!
She shrugged acknowledging that it wouldn't be any fun to get involved with someone who might be a rabid walrus the next instant. So instead she sauntered over to the bars of our cell, casually loosening the laces on our blouse and began to tug our top down until it strained across our chest. What in the name of Hell do you think you're doing?! This is what got us in here in the first place!
/No it's not! /
Yeeaaah… it is.
/No. You are sadly mistaken. It was you with your sad pathetic little life that got us here!/
Yeah and hitting on the guard will help us so much. And it was NOT! Let's review this shall we? In the first place…
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I woke up groaning from the pain in my head. It had obviously connected with a sledgehammer, or you know, Ray's head. Same amount of density really. I had to blink in the light. Light? It was nighttime, wasn't it?
/No, genius. It has been proven time and time again that if the sun is up then it's not night. /
Who the hell are you?!
/You know what a better question is? Who the hell are you, and why are you in my head?/
In your head?! Hello this is my head!
/Shyeah whatever. I would be rolling my eyes if I could control my body. NOW GIVE ME BACK MY EYES BITCH!/
Excuse me? Who are you calling a bitch you skank!
/SKANK?! Oh no you didn't!/
I believe I just did! What are you going to do about it skank?
This… this person raised my fist threateningly. /I'll show you what I'm going to do Bitch!/
"Hey!" I said ducking. Wait a minute! If I'm in this body and you're in this body, won't you just be punching yourself? Of course by this time the other people that I hadn't noticed before because they were unconscious on the ground had started to wake up and were watching me, um us, with interest. The other voice in my head and I were distracted when I suddenly felt a sharp stinging in my calf.
"NYAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH, WHAT IS HE DOING HERE?!?!?!?!" I said calmly and with great dignity considering the circumstances.
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"/Don't let her fool you she was yelling her head off! Hehehehe!/"
"Shut up Morwyn I didn't ask for your input."
"Um are you okay Mara?" Deja asked me, eyeing me in a concerned fashion.
"I don't want to talk about it!" We snapped back.
"Suit yourself dude," Bambi shrugged.
"Bambi if you don't take me back and heal the black rose that the lack of sun that your being gone from my life has caused then I will be forced to commit suicide!" Ray pleaded pathetically.
All of my friends looked at each other before looking at Ray. Then they all rushed to my, or rather Morwyn's original destination banging on the bars and shouting at the guard.
"Quick! Give him a knife!"
"We'll give it right back! We promise!"
"We'll even help!"
"Yeah it won't take that long!"
Now to get back to where I was before I was so rudely interrupted…
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The voice demanded, "/What on Earth is that?!/"
"That my dear is a furry spawn of Hell. DIE!"
"Excuse me?! You don't have your 'Sun Ripened Raspberries' this time, so ha!" I heard Deja's voice behind me where she was de-latching that fur ball of DEATH! However when I turned around I was not greeted by the smirking countenance of my friend, but the smirking countenance of a total stranger.
"AAAHHHH!! Deja what the hell happened to you?!" We, I, demanded.
"The same thing that I imagine happened to you," she responded in her dry, rational voice.
"WOW! Check out my cool clothes!" Icia squeaked. Naturally I turned to look and saw a blue haired chick wearing a skimpy belly dancing outfit and spinning around trying to get a good look at herself.
/She's like a dog trying to bite its own tail…/
Yeah, she's frequently like that.
"Oh wow look at me, IIII'm a demigod!"
Four pairs of female eyes settled on Jack in annoyance. "Or NOT!
"Hey, um I'm naked. Does that bother anyone else?" Trent asked uneasily.
"Not at all," I, or rather the other voice purred. "Look at it this way, you've got the equipment, just not the clothes. Not that you need any. They'd just detract from that gorgeous red color," she said eyeing him eagerly.
"Um I'm running away now." Trent dived behind a nearby bush.
"Mara? You look uh, different," Icia observed.
"What do you mean by that?!" I demanded jerking control back from the rather randy 'other voice'.
"Weren't you blonde before?"
"Aren't I blond still?" I asked after a brief pause.
"Actually your hair looks distinctly dark blue," Deja stared at me. "And you have pointy ears," she added. I reached up and felt my ears. AAAAHHHHH, MY FUCKING EARS!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO THEM SKANK?!
/Hey I've always had pointy ears. And let's get one thing straight my NAME is Morwyn. M-O-R-W-/
"Hey, check me out," Bambi added, inadvertently interrupting as she looked down at her own robe-enshrouded figure.
"DON'T TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF! DON'T TAKE ANYTHING OFF!" Deja suddenly screamed. "No one move!" she added in a slightly calmer voice. She turned to stare at the bronze armored figure struggling to rise from the ground.
"You!" she hissed at the prostrate figure.
"Um, Deja? That is you right?"
"Yes, it's me Mara. In fact it's all of us. And guess what that is?"
"A bronze work that sprouted appendages?" I took a guess.
"That is a Lord Righteous."
"/What is that? A species of bug life?/"
"Close enough. It's the reason we're here now. Well what have you to say for yourself mister?" She demanded.
"So, yeah…" The naked red elf like dude who spoke with Trent's voice said, "where exactly is here?"
"Let's deal with one thing at a time and right now, dealing with NotSo has my attention," Deja's new body growled. Lucivar twisted his body around and added his glare to that of his Mistress in a very uncanny manner that started to freak me out.
"/I say we Bhunda him to death!/" Morwyn suddenly announced.
"Ewwww! That is totally sick and not even Jack deserves to have to do that!" Icia exclaimed, horrified.
/It was just a suggestion./ The self proclaimed Morwyn muttered to me.
"Hey, you guys should know I have a voice in my head who's calling herself Morwyn. Oh wait! That's my character!"
"No shit Sherlock," Trent/ Naked Red Elf Dude stated mildly, his head popping up over the bush before he dissappeared from sight once more. Morwyn began to 'subtly' edge our body closer to the bush.
"Keep digging Watson," Deja responded sweetly.
"Children. Behave. I'm just guessing here, but I do believe that it applies to all of us," Bambi pointed out what everyone else had grasped, or were beginning to grasp...
"But why do I have my character in my head?" I demanded.
"Does that mean if we killed Ray, excuse me Lord Righteous that no one would miss him?" Bambi asked at the same time.
While Icia piped up in a disgustingly childish voice, "Why are we in our characters' bodies?"
"Who cares? IIII'm a demigod!" Jack proudly announced.
"That was a flaw of your character after she drank the whimsy wine that she would have a another voice in her head, apparently, you're it Grimara! Bambi… probably not, but since we can't be sure we probably shouldn't have anything directly to do with his death. I'm not sure Icia. For the last time you weren't a demigod in the game, you aren't a demigod now, Jack!" Deja practically shouted and a bush behind her burst into flames, revealing the vulnerable fire elf god of love. The jewel around her neck started to glow as a shocked gasp emanated from its depths.
*That wasn't nice at all! You haven't been nice since you been here. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? *
"Not really. No." Deja picked up the glowing jewel from her chest and held it up. The demon cat- I mean Lucivar, started to bat at the hapless talking jewel from his perch in his mother's arms.
"Oh, you must be my psicrystal right?"
*Of course I'm your psicrystal. Madame contain that creature! Please! *
It's going to be a long day…
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This is Deja. Yeah, all right. This is a fairly accurate description, if you call using every opportunity to SLANDER poor innocent animals. My baby is NOT a fur ball of Death, a Satan possessed demonic feline, or spawn of Hell for your information! She just happens to bring out the less pleasant aspect to his nature is all. She starts it almost every time. Frankly I'm finding her constant bashing of my kitty really tiring. There's a reason he doesn't like her you know. She started it all. SHE touched his tummy and violated his personal space and thereby messing up his karma. HE takes that sort of thing personally. I mean wouldn't you?
Of course on the other hand, it was a good thing she explained what was happening. I mean I can't think of way to explain that one of my best friends has suddenly acquired an extra personality. Seeing what was going on in her head was helpful wasn't it? Well… at least it was interesting… um, yeah. Anyways, unless you somehow missed that from the rather disjointed conversation, hehehe, we somehow got transported from our regular time into some weird place and we found ourselves inhabiting the bodies of our characters that we use when we game. Weird huh?
Well, that's pretty much what she was trying to get across at any rate… If you think that's wild, let me tell you, if gets better.
Thanks for Reviews
Icia: We thought you'd like it dude! Thanks for dropping us a line and it's a shame you know exactly what we're talking about. Noone should EVER have to see this kind of behavior firsthand... ^_~
Raksha: We're slowly working towards the Dark Jeweledness. And about the whole starting with the last book thing... well we would have started with the first but we had a very logical reason since we wasted 15 minutes discussing which book we should start with. Thanks for the review, Dark Sister.
