Okay, I'm a horrible, terrible person. I promised to update twice the
Tuesday before last and I didn't and now it's Thursday again and I still
owe chapters and stuff. My pathetic excuse is that I had tons of homework
and I felt all miserable about the shitty ending to a brilliant trilogy
that I just couldn't write.
Lyrrik: *sobs theatrically* It was so sad! I was totally uninspired and so SandryLark was uninspired and I'm just barely getting over it now... *big crocodile tears splash all over desk*
There, there, Lyrrik, it'll be okay...Now, let's see. For the next few chapters, until I can work in my plot device that'll fix the plot damage from the Matrix: Revolutions, can we just pretend that the third movie never came out? I can find a way around the evil mess the Wachowskis made, but for the moment, Silver and co. need to just blissfully exist in their alternate universe until I can write the explanatory bit in. Thanks.
Lyrrik: Oh, and some of the characters are based on SandryLark's friends. As you can see, she keeps very...odd company. *is menaced by all of SL's scary, mad friends in full Matrix attire, complete with sunglasses, who have suddenly appeared near desk* Eeep! *sticks paws in air* I surrender! And apologise!
SandryLark's scary, mad friends: *disappear again*
Disclaimer: I own not, so you sue not.
'...Silver thinks inside single quotes and ellipses...like this...'
Project Athena- Chapter XII: Madhouse
"For to see Mad Tom o' Bedlam/Ten thousand miles I'd travel..." -from "Boys of Bedlam" by Steeleye Span ***
"This," Yak said without even batting an eyelash, "is Silvertree." E.M. looked blank. "The new girl, smarty!" Yak reminded her.
"Oh. Hi. I'm E.M." E.M. extended her hand and shook Silver's whole arm emphatically.
'...oww...who the hell is this person?...and why are they trying to pull my arm off?...'
"Sorry," Yak apologised. "E.M. gets a little...overenthusiastic sometimes."
"Erm...okay then," Silver replied, too engrossed in checking her arm for sprains, dislocated joints, or broken bones to think of anything better to say.
"So, E.M.," Yak continued, "I was just showing Silvertree around a bit. We're going on to find some of the others- I wondered if you wanted to come with."
'...others?...as if two madwomen weren't enough to deal with...'
"Nah, I can't. The Verdandi is going in for recharge tomorrow morning early; we've got a lot to do. I was just here getting clearance for us to leave-"
"When you saw Mop and just couldn't resist having a good yell at him," finished Yak.
'...try to be polite...make conversation...'
"What'd he do?" Silver inquired, trying her hardest to be polite.
"Existed," Yak muttered to herself.
"Something like that," E.M. admitted. "Actually, he put something icky in my hair and called me 'Emmy' again. Anyway, thanks, but no I can't come along."
'...whew...'
Silver tried not to look too relieved.
"You might try Voldie or Helly," E.M. suggested, shattering Silver's hopes for relative sanity.
"Hellcat's hanging around the Cassiopeia with Sketch," Yak said. "I think they're sulking about the lack of anime in the real world or something. Where's Voldie?"
'...hello...I'm still here...aren't you forgetting someone?...oh well...I'll just enjoy the warmth and see if my nose has thawed yet...'
"Voldie, Vix, and N/A (author's note: pronounce 'N/A' like 'Anna'- it's a character's name) are hiding out on the Skuld in Voldie's room. When I last saw them, they were deciding on the best way to tame a squiddy."
'...squiddy?...attack of the language barrier...again...'
"I'd say hit it with an E.M.P. and cut it up," Yak said thoughtfully. "That's about as tame as you can get. Anyway, thanks for telling me. Have fun in Zion, and bring back those socks you borrowed from me and left there." E.M. snickered, and Yak towed Silvertree out into the cold again.
'...shit, that's cold!...I should have brought my blanket or something...'
"Brrr...did I miss something there?" she inquired as Yak led the way.
"Oh, sorry. The socks are a bit of an inside joke. Y'see, E.M. 'borrowed' the socks and made a sock monkey out of them, and then I told her to return my socks, and she said she didn't have them, she had the sock monkey. So theoretically, because she made it but used my socks, we co-own the sock monkey, but she left it in Zion months ago because she was mad at me..." Yak babbled about the sock monkey dilemma all the way to their destination. Silver tuned her out and tried to think instead of listening.
'...she said there're something like 140 people here...chances are, not all of them are nuts...'
Yak towed her into another hovercraft. When they got inside, Yak set off towards the bedrooms, showing no sign of knocking or otherwise informing the residents of her prescence.
"Erm...shouldn't you knock or something?" Silver asked cautiously.
"Nah. Captain Panteleimon's probably the most good-natured guy in Athena, and I'm in and out of here all the time. Besides, when Voldie and co. get together in groups of more than two, the sane people tend to clear out."
The Skuld was very like the Cassiopeia- the two ships had obviously been identical once upon a time, but they had been repaired with a patchwork of stuff until they no longer matched. Yak led the way to one of the bedrooms and walked in without knocking, interrupting three other girls mid-giggle. ***
Lyrrik: And then, due to the insanity of the assorted characters, the genre of the story was changed to 'humor/parody' and left that way...
No, it wasn't. I just needed to write something silly to introduce new characters (who will someday be important) and make the denizens of Athena more fun to write. I'm putting up more chapters within 2 days- be warned!
Lyrrik: *sobs theatrically* It was so sad! I was totally uninspired and so SandryLark was uninspired and I'm just barely getting over it now... *big crocodile tears splash all over desk*
There, there, Lyrrik, it'll be okay...Now, let's see. For the next few chapters, until I can work in my plot device that'll fix the plot damage from the Matrix: Revolutions, can we just pretend that the third movie never came out? I can find a way around the evil mess the Wachowskis made, but for the moment, Silver and co. need to just blissfully exist in their alternate universe until I can write the explanatory bit in. Thanks.
Lyrrik: Oh, and some of the characters are based on SandryLark's friends. As you can see, she keeps very...odd company. *is menaced by all of SL's scary, mad friends in full Matrix attire, complete with sunglasses, who have suddenly appeared near desk* Eeep! *sticks paws in air* I surrender! And apologise!
SandryLark's scary, mad friends: *disappear again*
Disclaimer: I own not, so you sue not.
'...Silver thinks inside single quotes and ellipses...like this...'
Project Athena- Chapter XII: Madhouse
"For to see Mad Tom o' Bedlam/Ten thousand miles I'd travel..." -from "Boys of Bedlam" by Steeleye Span ***
"This," Yak said without even batting an eyelash, "is Silvertree." E.M. looked blank. "The new girl, smarty!" Yak reminded her.
"Oh. Hi. I'm E.M." E.M. extended her hand and shook Silver's whole arm emphatically.
'...oww...who the hell is this person?...and why are they trying to pull my arm off?...'
"Sorry," Yak apologised. "E.M. gets a little...overenthusiastic sometimes."
"Erm...okay then," Silver replied, too engrossed in checking her arm for sprains, dislocated joints, or broken bones to think of anything better to say.
"So, E.M.," Yak continued, "I was just showing Silvertree around a bit. We're going on to find some of the others- I wondered if you wanted to come with."
'...others?...as if two madwomen weren't enough to deal with...'
"Nah, I can't. The Verdandi is going in for recharge tomorrow morning early; we've got a lot to do. I was just here getting clearance for us to leave-"
"When you saw Mop and just couldn't resist having a good yell at him," finished Yak.
'...try to be polite...make conversation...'
"What'd he do?" Silver inquired, trying her hardest to be polite.
"Existed," Yak muttered to herself.
"Something like that," E.M. admitted. "Actually, he put something icky in my hair and called me 'Emmy' again. Anyway, thanks, but no I can't come along."
'...whew...'
Silver tried not to look too relieved.
"You might try Voldie or Helly," E.M. suggested, shattering Silver's hopes for relative sanity.
"Hellcat's hanging around the Cassiopeia with Sketch," Yak said. "I think they're sulking about the lack of anime in the real world or something. Where's Voldie?"
'...hello...I'm still here...aren't you forgetting someone?...oh well...I'll just enjoy the warmth and see if my nose has thawed yet...'
"Voldie, Vix, and N/A (author's note: pronounce 'N/A' like 'Anna'- it's a character's name) are hiding out on the Skuld in Voldie's room. When I last saw them, they were deciding on the best way to tame a squiddy."
'...squiddy?...attack of the language barrier...again...'
"I'd say hit it with an E.M.P. and cut it up," Yak said thoughtfully. "That's about as tame as you can get. Anyway, thanks for telling me. Have fun in Zion, and bring back those socks you borrowed from me and left there." E.M. snickered, and Yak towed Silvertree out into the cold again.
'...shit, that's cold!...I should have brought my blanket or something...'
"Brrr...did I miss something there?" she inquired as Yak led the way.
"Oh, sorry. The socks are a bit of an inside joke. Y'see, E.M. 'borrowed' the socks and made a sock monkey out of them, and then I told her to return my socks, and she said she didn't have them, she had the sock monkey. So theoretically, because she made it but used my socks, we co-own the sock monkey, but she left it in Zion months ago because she was mad at me..." Yak babbled about the sock monkey dilemma all the way to their destination. Silver tuned her out and tried to think instead of listening.
'...she said there're something like 140 people here...chances are, not all of them are nuts...'
Yak towed her into another hovercraft. When they got inside, Yak set off towards the bedrooms, showing no sign of knocking or otherwise informing the residents of her prescence.
"Erm...shouldn't you knock or something?" Silver asked cautiously.
"Nah. Captain Panteleimon's probably the most good-natured guy in Athena, and I'm in and out of here all the time. Besides, when Voldie and co. get together in groups of more than two, the sane people tend to clear out."
The Skuld was very like the Cassiopeia- the two ships had obviously been identical once upon a time, but they had been repaired with a patchwork of stuff until they no longer matched. Yak led the way to one of the bedrooms and walked in without knocking, interrupting three other girls mid-giggle. ***
Lyrrik: And then, due to the insanity of the assorted characters, the genre of the story was changed to 'humor/parody' and left that way...
No, it wasn't. I just needed to write something silly to introduce new characters (who will someday be important) and make the denizens of Athena more fun to write. I'm putting up more chapters within 2 days- be warned!