Disclaimer: If you want to see a disclaimer, read chapter one. I'm
onlu going to say, that LT, Dim and Guardian-Chris are mine. (Chris Atola)
Author's note: I suggest you read at least the first five chapters of Dimensions (by the aforementioned Chris Atola) to know what I'm on about.
These ' ' are me thinking (or talking, or whichever you prefer), these { } are Guardian-Chris talking to me, these ( ) are Dim talking, and these [ ] are LT talking. Double brackets are an interjection.
POV of Schizophrenia
Chapter Two
The next day, I kept wondering why Loren was acting so strangely. My parents hadn't noticed anything, thank Heaven, since they'd probably confront him about it.
Suddenly, I realised. Loren was acting a bit like I had when I'd finally got home from my dimension-hopping experience. He tried to hide it, but it was rather obvious to me, now that I'd thought of it: he must be in something resembling my situation. Come to think of it, he looked a bit different, too. I thought I'd seen his eyes for a moment under those sunglasses, and they'd been purple. I'd waved it aside as a trick of the light when I saw it, but now I wasn't so sure.
'I don't know _who_ he has riding around in his head, though.'
(I think I do,) Distant Storm ((or Dim to her friends)) told me.
'Who?'
(Didn't you catch him watching Mewtwo Strikes Back the other day? And didn't his eyes look the same as Mewtwo's?)
'Come to think of it, yeah.' I paused to think for a bit, then exclaimed, 'He has MEWTWO riding around in his head?!'
{I think you have it worse, little sister. You have the _three of us_ in YOUR head!} Guardian-Chris reminded me.
'You have a point. Do you think I should call him?'
[Why not.] LongTail's answer carried a hint of a shrug.
So I picked up the phone and dialed home in Helsinki. The phone rang for a good few minutes, but Loren didn't answer.
'He's not home!' I was _really_ starting to get worried now!
(Calm down, Chris, maybe he's just gone to the shop, or something...?)
'...Maybe...' But my mental voice was doubtful.
[Try calling him this evening,] LT suggested.
'Okay...' So I waited until evening, and called again. This time, Loren picked up.
"Atola."
"Hey, kins. For one thing, I'm checking up on you. For another thing... Where the H*LL were you today! You had me worried to death! No, don't answer that, let me talk. Listen, I know for a fact that you're acting strange. And I think I know the situation you're in. It's a long story, but I've got three other people in my head - and no, I'm not mad as a hatter! Now either you own up, or I come there and GET you to!"
"...Alright, but not over the phone."
"Fine. E-mail, or do I come there?"
"Come here. You won't believe me until you see it."
"Fine." I put the phone down in its cradle and told my parents I was going to Helsinki for a day or two. I was sixteen, so my parents were pretty quick to let me go.
So, in an hour, I was sitting on the bus on my way to town, and spent the three-hour trip chatting with the girls.
Three and a half hours later, I was on the doorstep of the house, digging my keys out. When I opened the door, I was met by, not the face I was expecting, but the face of a felinoid with light purple fur.
"So? You think THAT's strange? Watch this." I closed the door behind me, and asked Dim and LT, 'Either of you want to do the honours?' Dim volunteered, and I felt her taking over.
I sat in the backseat of the body Dim, LT, Guardian-Chris and I shared, and watched as Loren jumped back at he sight of his older sister changing into an overgrown housecat.
"When did THIS start?!" Loren exclaimed.
I regained control and answered, "You know I was missing for that year? Well, it's part of the long story." I took my shoes off and headed to the living room. I sat down on the sofa and started telling Loren of my year as a dimension-hopper. I told him everything, every single detail. When I was finished, he had an expression of complete shock on his face.
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Author's note: I suggest you read at least the first five chapters of Dimensions (by the aforementioned Chris Atola) to know what I'm on about.
These ' ' are me thinking (or talking, or whichever you prefer), these { } are Guardian-Chris talking to me, these ( ) are Dim talking, and these [ ] are LT talking. Double brackets are an interjection.
POV of Schizophrenia
Chapter Two
The next day, I kept wondering why Loren was acting so strangely. My parents hadn't noticed anything, thank Heaven, since they'd probably confront him about it.
Suddenly, I realised. Loren was acting a bit like I had when I'd finally got home from my dimension-hopping experience. He tried to hide it, but it was rather obvious to me, now that I'd thought of it: he must be in something resembling my situation. Come to think of it, he looked a bit different, too. I thought I'd seen his eyes for a moment under those sunglasses, and they'd been purple. I'd waved it aside as a trick of the light when I saw it, but now I wasn't so sure.
'I don't know _who_ he has riding around in his head, though.'
(I think I do,) Distant Storm ((or Dim to her friends)) told me.
'Who?'
(Didn't you catch him watching Mewtwo Strikes Back the other day? And didn't his eyes look the same as Mewtwo's?)
'Come to think of it, yeah.' I paused to think for a bit, then exclaimed, 'He has MEWTWO riding around in his head?!'
{I think you have it worse, little sister. You have the _three of us_ in YOUR head!} Guardian-Chris reminded me.
'You have a point. Do you think I should call him?'
[Why not.] LongTail's answer carried a hint of a shrug.
So I picked up the phone and dialed home in Helsinki. The phone rang for a good few minutes, but Loren didn't answer.
'He's not home!' I was _really_ starting to get worried now!
(Calm down, Chris, maybe he's just gone to the shop, or something...?)
'...Maybe...' But my mental voice was doubtful.
[Try calling him this evening,] LT suggested.
'Okay...' So I waited until evening, and called again. This time, Loren picked up.
"Atola."
"Hey, kins. For one thing, I'm checking up on you. For another thing... Where the H*LL were you today! You had me worried to death! No, don't answer that, let me talk. Listen, I know for a fact that you're acting strange. And I think I know the situation you're in. It's a long story, but I've got three other people in my head - and no, I'm not mad as a hatter! Now either you own up, or I come there and GET you to!"
"...Alright, but not over the phone."
"Fine. E-mail, or do I come there?"
"Come here. You won't believe me until you see it."
"Fine." I put the phone down in its cradle and told my parents I was going to Helsinki for a day or two. I was sixteen, so my parents were pretty quick to let me go.
So, in an hour, I was sitting on the bus on my way to town, and spent the three-hour trip chatting with the girls.
Three and a half hours later, I was on the doorstep of the house, digging my keys out. When I opened the door, I was met by, not the face I was expecting, but the face of a felinoid with light purple fur.
"So? You think THAT's strange? Watch this." I closed the door behind me, and asked Dim and LT, 'Either of you want to do the honours?' Dim volunteered, and I felt her taking over.
I sat in the backseat of the body Dim, LT, Guardian-Chris and I shared, and watched as Loren jumped back at he sight of his older sister changing into an overgrown housecat.
"When did THIS start?!" Loren exclaimed.
I regained control and answered, "You know I was missing for that year? Well, it's part of the long story." I took my shoes off and headed to the living room. I sat down on the sofa and started telling Loren of my year as a dimension-hopper. I told him everything, every single detail. When I was finished, he had an expression of complete shock on his face.
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