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One: The Day It All Occurred
The infamous chipmunks from ALVINNNN! and the Chipmunks (2015-2023) but they're older now.
Character List:
Alvin: Same egotistical chipmunk, a little smarter than his show universe counterpart, though still nothing to be impressed with. Incredibly narcissistic like always.
Simon: Still intelligent, but a lot more indifferent and calculated. Could even be called cold, since he always prioritizes results from his projects over most things, but he still cares for those close to him. Suffers from mild narcissistic tendencies.
Theodore: A little more irritable than usual and jumpy, but still the same sweet chipmunk people know on the outside. He's a little unrestrained verbally when stuff gets to his head. Suffers from hidden anger issues, though even he's not aware of it.
Brittany: More insufferable than usual, sometimes even more cocky than Alvin, but knows when it's overbearing. A bit narcissistic, but way less than Simon or Alvin.
Jeanette: Even more eco-friendly than usual, only agreed to help Simon because of the fact he had already done several projects with his intellect to help save the local environment from things such as air and water pollution, littering, etc. Still wary of this whole thing, and she seems to have some depression/self loathing like symptoms at times.
Eleanor: Indifferent, and seems a bit uncaring. Biggest on sports, almost as much as Alvin is. She's in this just for the fun of it, and seems to even like when stuff goes wrong because it's quote on quote "fun", but she will come to her senses when it's needed. Suffers from general apathy, which even she doesn't seem to like.
Dave: Not much changes personality wise, he's a bit more wary, but that's about it.
(Writer's Note: They're all in their last years of high school here, all six of them are Seniors.)
Part 1, The Day It All Occurred: "Conflagration"
(Alvin's POV)
It all began just like any usual ordinary day. I dragged myself through the suffering of all the classes I didn't care for (except for PE/Gym) because that's my strongest suit, after all, it's my last year in this stupid schooling system anyway, so why would or SHOULD I care, yeah? I totally wiped the floor with everyone else in dodgeball, even Theodore, who's had a recent streak of getting lucky, but I nailed him in the head point blank during it. Anyways, by the time everyone was home, Simon, the infamous four eyes(My God, he is SUCH a nerd, and that term is WAY past old), was doing something within the yard. Says it's some sort of dimensional traveler...whatever that is, but it sounds gas,(It's a term for something being good, before Simon or Jeanette jump me for using "improper grammar" for fuck's sake)so naturally, I'd have to go see what it is for myself, despite the annoyance of Theodore, and his stupid attempts to stop me.
Either way, I went to see, and boy, I wasn't wrong. Apparently Simon hadn't been doing this alone, it was a combined effort from Simon himself(physically building it)Jeanette(providing calculative measures for it as well as helping build it)and Eleanor(bringing enough materials and the right tools for this, makes sense, she's the strong one). It looked so goofy, but... it did look kind of cool at the same time. It was shaped like a giant glass cylinder, which was attached to what looked like a weird ass pulley system looking thing, which was also attached to a metal claw holding the cylinder up. On each side of it, there were some strange metal beams attached to the bottom of the cylinder on both sides, as if they were meant to spin like propellers or something. Of course, Simon, being the ever-loving buzzkill that he always has to be, almost immediately showed up in front of him(Jesus, I didn't even know he could move that fast.)
I'd been hoping to see what he was up to all this time, I did plan on leaving it alone, but now that I was here, I couldn't just turn tail and leave now, no way! Now, before you accuse me of being a nerdy bookworm or whatever it is, I'm not. I'm a guy with standards, and those standards mean that I have to be the one to see what all this interesting stuff even does first(because all three of them combined are boring as hell anyways).Strangely enough, Simon seemed oddly willing to test his new machine thing on me, despite slight protest from Jeanette at first, but her and Eleanor both shrugged it off and let it occur. Before I knew it, I was in the giant glass cylinder, and Eleanor had been at some control panel looking thing off to the side, and the three of them stood back. Lights turned on inside the cylinder over my head, and the two metal beams at the bottom outside the glass started spinning.(Huh, so I WAS right on what they were meant to do.)
Comes natural, I'm the best after all. Anyways, these spinning grew fast as the lights above me started to increase in intensity and flickered, while outside, electricity surging from a giant battery was being pumped into what seemed like a giant lamp. What I would have NEVER known though, that it was meant to fire off at me, (I figured that out really quickly), as the giant lamp's bulb extended into some ray gun looking structure, with a blue light at the light part. This thing started to get me panicking, if I'm dying from something, I do NOT want it to be Simon's stupid ass experiments. Can't even have been something badass like a firefight, nope. Anyways, but by this time, Simon was just watching, stoic, Eleanor looked indifferent and so did Jeanette as well, strangely enough. The lights above me were almost blinding, and the blue light had fired off, bathing the glass cylinder in a blue light that was so bright it hurt to even uncover my eyes with my hands, and then...it went quiet.
(Simon's POV)
The conflagration beam worked flawlessly, or at least, I had thought that it did. Of course, Alvin did start seeming stressed and panicked once the lamp unfolded into the beam and was charging up, but hey, who wouldn't be?(Least I'm not in there, like his truly, dumbass.)These sort of creations will instill fear in their power and my intellectual capabilities. Although the beam was working as intended, the stasis chamber, or just "the glass cylinder" as Alvin's stupid lower echelon would refer to it as, was slightly cracking under pressure. That couldn't be right, I and Eleanor reinforced it with three layers of fiberglass and a steel alloy, so what was going on? That's when it hit me, the control module Eleanor was at was stating energy output readings of125 percent.(Holy hell, that was way too much for anything to handle! Unless we want to shut the entire township down.) Eleanor tried to shut it down midway, but all that did was make it even worse.
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A sickening cracking sound was heard on the left side of the stasis chamber. All three fiberglass layers had cracked open, letting the stagnant energy leak out of the lights into the air where we all were. No no no! This was going wrong, (and for once, it's MY fault?)Not only that, did I...kill Alvin-?The crack grew bigger until, the blue conflagration beam fired off, and all I heard was a loud shattering sound of glass, probably from the stasis chamber, before all of us were blinded with a giant blue light, and then...it went silent, too silent. I couldn't see anything, it was just...pure blackness. Was I dead? I couldn't hear or feel anything either alongside being unable to see. I for sure thought I was dead, maybe this was some sort of divine intervention for messing with the laws of physics through my creations, I thought...or maybe it was karma for dragging Alvin into this with no idea of what would occur. Alvin, was he alright? Or...was he even still intact here..? The thought left a horrible sinking feeling in my mind, I didn't want to wake up having killed Alvin, if I even WAS still alive, that is...
(Jeanette's POV)
IT WORKED! Well, I figured it would have worked, seeing how ecstatic Simon was to finally finish this project of his. I mean, I only agreed to help him BECAUSE his machines and creations, as stupidly risky as they were...well, they did stop a logging spree, sewage dumping in a river, and at one point helped clear the air up in the suburban areas, so I was kind of OBLIGATED to help out with this, I knew even if I didn't, he'd get Eleanor into this either way, and well, he'd get it up and running within no time. I did help put this together, though I was more the brains of this, look, Simon, he's a smart guy, for sure, unparalleled in this day and age with what he can do putting his mind to stuff. But really, he can't do it ALL, his ego sort of...gets in the way?
(I hope he doesn't know that I said that-)either way, I was the one writing and sometimes correcting his formulas in the "testing" or the writing phase of this whole thing, and well, between me writing, Simon building, and Eleanor's supplying, it paid off. At least...until the conflagration beam started going, I mean, it worked fine! But, the fiberglass and the metal we used...wasn't strong enough. Really, I was more concerned for Alvin, he looked fine at first but, he looked terrified seeing the beam charge up, and I think he may or may not have heard the glass crack, because he looked deathly afraid now. I did want to go help him, but with Eleanor and Simon wanting this to go down, I couldn't really do much, so I waited. I could tell Simon noticed the failing too, because he looked incredibly off now with the glass cracking, and well, after that...the stasis container just went-
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And then a whirring sound, before the whole thing shattered once the blue colored conflagration beam fired off. I knew for sure if we got out of this, Dave would lose his mind, but, once the beam fired, I heard a loud shattering sound, a gust of hot wind, burning hot, like fuck, it actually HURT.I wanted to scream, but I didn't have time to, before I felt myself get the wind knocked out of me, and then...it was quiet! So quiet, in fact, I could only hear myself thinking, I wasn't even sure if well...my heart was even BEATING anymore, but I wouldn't be able to check for that. I couldn't move, or see, it's just pure darkness here...wherever HERE is, or if I'm dead or not. If I am dead, at least my idiocy won't plague the world, I guess-? I was still worrying about everyone else and myself included, were they dead? Was I dead? I did feel some burning hot wind before I was knocked off my ass, so maybe we just died on impact with the conflagration beam colliding with the fiberglass which was breaking, but I'd have no way of being sure of that..
(Eleanor's POV)
This whole thing was a bit nerve wracking,(and honestly even more stupid and corny)but, it certainly beats the mundane boredom of what we do every day, school, sports, songs, home, etc. It does get a bit repetitive, does it not? I supplied most of the materials, items, tools and all that for Simon's little science fiction passion project, really I was doing this just cause, why the hell not? It's cool, and I get to do something else. Simon roped Alvin into this, which is funny, the life of the party, oh so arrogant and cool Alvin, is now the lab rat, subjected to being tested for this. Serves the dumb fuck right at times, I swear. Either way, once Alvin was in the glass container thing, or as Simon likes to nerd about and correct me with,"tHe sTaSiS ChAmBeR"wah wah wah,"I started this up and activated the rotary beams on the bottom. The spinning did kick up a nice breeze, if I will admit, but the lights were a bit not so easy on the eyes.
(At least I'm not Alvin in there.)Anyways, and in that blinding luminance, and speaking of Alvin, he looked all fine and dandy and stuff at the start, but I'm pretty sure we ALL heard the same thing: the cracking sound. Apparently when me and Simon layered and reinforced the fiberglass and steel metal alloy, we didn't do it all the way, and I remember bringing that up in my head while I read the control module's readings...holy hell,"125 Percent"?!That was way too much for this whole block to handle in power output, let alone one house or this one machine, so I tried using the kill switch lever, but since the conflagration beam had BEEN unfolded and charging up that sickeningly bright blue light, it wouldn't be stopped any time soon.
I was panicking inside, what if this ends up killing Alvin, or us as well? I can't afford to go to jail, or LOSE my family members now!(Yes, despite how much Alvin is a general pain in the ass, I don't want him to die now.)We didn't have time, I saw Simon starting to look panicked, same with Jeanette, but I had to stop her from running into the range, we can't have her run up and possibly get harmed as well, but it's not like it would have mattered now! The conflagration beam fired off, sending a bright blue beam that was too bright to watch even from behind the control module's shielding window. All I saw was the bright blue light, blinding me and the others, and a hot gust of wind that burned like hell for a second, before I flew backwards, I think I hit my head or whatever on the ground, because all I knew was that I was lights out immediately, and then, it was all silent.
Did I die? Did we all just die there? Well, if Simon's machine just killed us all, at least we went out with a bang, no? Literally. I did note that, well, I couldn't see, hear, or feel anything, it was just me within this silent darkness or whatever it was, just left to be able to only hear my own thoughts, and that's it. I hope that this wasn't what death was like, this would get BOR-RRING, and fast. Just thinking while you're in the dark for all eternity? No thanks! I'd take reincarnation or whatever the hell is after death, over this any day...