Neep! *much insane clapping for the temporary return of her favourite muse to annoy*
Brian: Karla, you do know I'm going to kill you right?
Karla: I'm the author. Aeris actually likes doing this, but it's funnier when you do it.
Brian: Do you have a reason for doing this to me?
Karla: Because it's fun. Look, it's not that I don't like you, I just don't like certain aspects about you. Like the fact that your cure for a hangover is more beer.
Brian: It works!
Karla: So does asprin. And coffee. And a good whack in the head with a rolled up newspaper.
Brian: You made the last one up.
Karla: *whacks him with a rolled up newspaper*
Brian: Ow! What was that for?
Karla: To prove it works. Now, the synopsis.
Brian: I hate you. *clears throat* Having had the current world explained to her, Brittany is now following an alternate version of Kurt Wagner to school, so as not to attract attention to herself. *pauses* Would following a blue freak around attract attention to you?
Karla: *whaps him with a rolled up newspaper repeatedly* Kurt *whap* isn't *whap* a *whap* freak!*whap*
Brian: *whimpers*
Karla: That'll learn you.
"So, who want's to be my first volunteer?" Kurt asked from the front of the classroom. It was apparently a university course and I was honestly afraid of the class in front of me. The conformity seemed to hang in the air like a musk.
"I will." A girl stood. I assumed her to be fairly brave to do such a thing. The more people I saw, the more they looked the same. Everyone had a sort of uniform hair length, varying for gender, and everyone's clothes were the same style and-
"Brittany?" Kurt asked, shocking me for a second. "Are you alright?"
"Just lost in my thoughts." I replied. The girl stood akwardly infront of the desk.
"Now, for the purposes of this excersise, I'm going to give you what would have been called a 'name'. Everyone used to have one. What do you think Brittany?"
"Um..." I looked her up and down. She had black hair and chocolate brown eyes. She was pale as death and thin enough to match. I assumed that everyone was malnutritioned to keep them in line. "I think you look like a... Sarah." She looked at me like I'd grown an extra head.
"Don't worry 5 she's only playing her part. She doesn't actually talk like that." Kurt said. She relaxed a bit. "Now, I'd like you to try to talk to each other. Our actress' name is Brittany."
She tensed not sure how to start. Kurt motioned ever so slightly for me to start for her.
"Hi. My name's Brittany. What's yours?" I asked, extending a hand. She looked at me and then at Kurt.
"Take her hand and tell her your name." Kurt prompted. She did just, albeit she was still fairly akward and nervous.
"So can you belive the weather outside today? It was puoring rain this morning." Kurt had told me that they'd already been taught about the geograghy and weather of the 'Olorld'.
"I got..." She faltered and I waited for her to continue, "soaked to the bone," she smiled at being able to come up with the right phrase, "waiting for the tra- bus." she corrected herself quickly.
"Did you see Believe it or Not? The guy that did the stunt burn was totally cool." she looked at me blankly, then remmebered her notes or something and replied.
"Ya, he was pretty crazy to try that. It's a shame he didn't make it. The wind was really against him." She seemed to have relaxed a bit.
"So do you want to come to my place after school? I've got a project in French class and I needed somebody to act in it." I said. She looked a little shocked, then remebered we were only acting. Kurt had reinforced what 10 had told me about other languages being looked on as rebellion. In this case though, we we're allowed to mention them.
"Sure. I'll have to ask my parents first though." she replied. Kurt let her take her seat and things continued on like that.
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After class, everyone but 5 had left. She stood akwardly at the door, looked out into the hall and then stepped back in.
"How did you know my name?" She hissed at me, whisper quiet. I was left kind of blank.
"I just guessed." Was the first thing I could think of.
"Sarah! That's quite enough. Brittany's from another world. She had no idea." Kurt said having heard me I assumed.
"But if she can guess, don't you think they'll be able to to?" she asked angrily.
"She's from another world. They never experienced the Cloud War." he said. She looked shocked and then stared at me like I had grown three noses.
"Stop staring. Tell the others that I'll be there tonight. I have something else to do that may mean a large scale attack." Kurt said to her.
"Really?" She asked.
"It's only a possibility." He replied. "Now get going or else they may suspect."
Wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahaha! So I like to torture my readers with curiousity. So what? Go read Oracles Maiden's story Misfit, or Anything but Ordinary3's Retribution X fics. And reveiw too!
Brian: Karla, you do know I'm going to kill you right?
Karla: I'm the author. Aeris actually likes doing this, but it's funnier when you do it.
Brian: Do you have a reason for doing this to me?
Karla: Because it's fun. Look, it's not that I don't like you, I just don't like certain aspects about you. Like the fact that your cure for a hangover is more beer.
Brian: It works!
Karla: So does asprin. And coffee. And a good whack in the head with a rolled up newspaper.
Brian: You made the last one up.
Karla: *whacks him with a rolled up newspaper*
Brian: Ow! What was that for?
Karla: To prove it works. Now, the synopsis.
Brian: I hate you. *clears throat* Having had the current world explained to her, Brittany is now following an alternate version of Kurt Wagner to school, so as not to attract attention to herself. *pauses* Would following a blue freak around attract attention to you?
Karla: *whaps him with a rolled up newspaper repeatedly* Kurt *whap* isn't *whap* a *whap* freak!*whap*
Brian: *whimpers*
Karla: That'll learn you.
"So, who want's to be my first volunteer?" Kurt asked from the front of the classroom. It was apparently a university course and I was honestly afraid of the class in front of me. The conformity seemed to hang in the air like a musk.
"I will." A girl stood. I assumed her to be fairly brave to do such a thing. The more people I saw, the more they looked the same. Everyone had a sort of uniform hair length, varying for gender, and everyone's clothes were the same style and-
"Brittany?" Kurt asked, shocking me for a second. "Are you alright?"
"Just lost in my thoughts." I replied. The girl stood akwardly infront of the desk.
"Now, for the purposes of this excersise, I'm going to give you what would have been called a 'name'. Everyone used to have one. What do you think Brittany?"
"Um..." I looked her up and down. She had black hair and chocolate brown eyes. She was pale as death and thin enough to match. I assumed that everyone was malnutritioned to keep them in line. "I think you look like a... Sarah." She looked at me like I'd grown an extra head.
"Don't worry 5 she's only playing her part. She doesn't actually talk like that." Kurt said. She relaxed a bit. "Now, I'd like you to try to talk to each other. Our actress' name is Brittany."
She tensed not sure how to start. Kurt motioned ever so slightly for me to start for her.
"Hi. My name's Brittany. What's yours?" I asked, extending a hand. She looked at me and then at Kurt.
"Take her hand and tell her your name." Kurt prompted. She did just, albeit she was still fairly akward and nervous.
"So can you belive the weather outside today? It was puoring rain this morning." Kurt had told me that they'd already been taught about the geograghy and weather of the 'Olorld'.
"I got..." She faltered and I waited for her to continue, "soaked to the bone," she smiled at being able to come up with the right phrase, "waiting for the tra- bus." she corrected herself quickly.
"Did you see Believe it or Not? The guy that did the stunt burn was totally cool." she looked at me blankly, then remmebered her notes or something and replied.
"Ya, he was pretty crazy to try that. It's a shame he didn't make it. The wind was really against him." She seemed to have relaxed a bit.
"So do you want to come to my place after school? I've got a project in French class and I needed somebody to act in it." I said. She looked a little shocked, then remebered we were only acting. Kurt had reinforced what 10 had told me about other languages being looked on as rebellion. In this case though, we we're allowed to mention them.
"Sure. I'll have to ask my parents first though." she replied. Kurt let her take her seat and things continued on like that.
*****************
After class, everyone but 5 had left. She stood akwardly at the door, looked out into the hall and then stepped back in.
"How did you know my name?" She hissed at me, whisper quiet. I was left kind of blank.
"I just guessed." Was the first thing I could think of.
"Sarah! That's quite enough. Brittany's from another world. She had no idea." Kurt said having heard me I assumed.
"But if she can guess, don't you think they'll be able to to?" she asked angrily.
"She's from another world. They never experienced the Cloud War." he said. She looked shocked and then stared at me like I had grown three noses.
"Stop staring. Tell the others that I'll be there tonight. I have something else to do that may mean a large scale attack." Kurt said to her.
"Really?" She asked.
"It's only a possibility." He replied. "Now get going or else they may suspect."
Wahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahaha! So I like to torture my readers with curiousity. So what? Go read Oracles Maiden's story Misfit, or Anything but Ordinary3's Retribution X fics. And reveiw too!