Mushroom_king

The Golden Age of Video - Ricardo Autobahn

I think the current story should have maybe one or two more sentences just to give it a conclusion. However, my last response was the end of a sentence, so starting from scratch would be alright too. Either way, we start a new one eventually.

There's a popular theory stating that along with the universe you and I are currently residing in, there are a great many others. A similar theory says that there are hundreds of different timlines, little alternate universes (or perhaps Universii) of each and every different possibility our lives present. Thus was the case with Moving Away Killingsworth's existence. In a different universe, Still did have a twin brother; in the one he used to live in, he was an only child. In another, he was a girl. In another, he did in fact die. In yet another, he was a triplet, and in another, he had a twin, but a twin sister, and yet even another where he had a fraternal twin brother. And, there was a universe where Moving was an only child. I could go on, as there are so many possibilities for how Still & Moving could have turned out. But I digress. Somehow, Still had made it so his bathroom mirror looked into a different universe, one where Moving was an only child, and realized that in other worlds he had a brother. Still was quite lonely, and neighborhood children found him strange and didn't want to play with him very much. (Still didn't want to play with them, either.) So Still had decided to retrieve his brother from that universe, and into his own. Or, maybe, Still transported himself to a universe where Moving was his brother. I think I'd go with the former theory. Life adjusted well for Still; his parents blissfully unaware of the changes. Moving was a little bewildered, but his brother didn't seem to be bothered, so Moving was not bothered either. Still found having a brother wonderful, especially one who looked and acted just like him. He preferred playing with Moving than other children, especially because Moving didn't really mind when Still brought toys to life, or duplicated things. Still didn't want to do those things around other kids because they might cause problems-tell stories about him to newspapers, and Still didn't want that happening to him. Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Killingsworth remind unaware of Still's powers. Still himself barely seemed to notice he had them. Though it would take many years, Moving would get used to those powers. But he couldn't help admitting that he was a little jealous, and decided to talk it over with Still. "Brother?" Moving said one day, as Still sat in his room flipping through a picture book. He couldn't read yet, though he recognized a handful of words because his parents sometimes read books to him and Moving before bed. Still slowly lifted his head. His eyes looked tired, and peaceful. "Yes?" "I wanted to talk to you." "About what?" Still asked sleepily. "Your...uhm, powers? The stuff you do. Like pulling me from the mirror and making toys come to life." Still blinked. "What about 'em?" "I'm really jealous. You know, because I don't have any." Still blinked again. "I'm sorry, Moving. I don't really understand." Moving gulped. "Big brother, please, can I have just one?" "One what?" "A special thing! Power." Still yawned. "I guess so. What one do you want?" Moving shrugged. "I don't know. I don't even know what I'm saying, really. It's so strange." Still stood up, and closed his book, neatly putting it back where it went. "Here," Still said, "I can give you the power of..." His head nodded a little bit. He was really tired, it looked. He shook his head again. "I can give you the power of..." He yawned, and shook his head, saying "Sin-gull Mind-ed-niss." Singlemindedness, he tried to say. Moving stared. "What is that?" "It means you'll always know where I am, and stuff like that..." Moving got a small smile. "Sounds good. But we're never seen apart." Still shook his head, and put his hand on his brother's shoulders. Still shut his eyes, and for a few moments, time seemed to stand still. Still fell to the ground a few moments later. "There," he said, "Now I'm gonna sleep, ok?" He didn't even pull himself to the bed, and fell asleep on the floor. Moving looked at his hands as if he expected to see something different. Moving stared at his brother. Although they were twins, Moving sometimes didn't understand his brother; not the way he acted, but the things he did. Moving had no idea how or why Still could do those things. He doubted Still did, either, and he felt Still hardly noticed that he had powers. Moving walked away, wondering if the power worked. Would Still still have that ability? Whatever he had said. Being able to know where he was no matter where he was. He wondered. Moving walked out into the living room, which was silent; his mother napped on the couch, and his father was somewhere. Maybe out getting groceries or something. "Mommy?" Moving said, and she slowly opened her eyes. "Still's taking a nap, if you want to know. Can I go out and play?" Mrs. Killingsworth grunted and nodded. Moving smiled, and went back into the room to get some shoes, and possibly to tell Still that he was going to go play. Moving ran towards the room, eager to go outside, when he stopped. Still was not in their bedroom. "Still?" He said, and looked around. Still was not in the bed, or under it. "Still, come on out, please?" He said, as nicely as he possibly could. "I'm gonna go out and play." No answer. Still opened his sock drawer and pulled out some light blue ankle socks, and after putting them on, grabbed his shoes and put them on. "OK! Bye, Still. Wherever you are." Moving ran out into their front yard. It was 3 in the afternoon, and there were a few children out in their yards. A small boy across the street, about the same age as Still & Moving, yelled to him. "Still! Hey, Still!" "I'm Moving," said Moving. "Still is sleeping." "Oh," Yelled the boy. "I've never met you!" Moving ran down his yard, as to communicate better. "You and Still look just alike," said the boy. "We're twins," Moving explained. The boy said nothing. Moving walked back up his driveway, and inside his garage was a trunk full of toys for outside. There was a ball, some chalk, and a kit for making a sandbox in the Summer, which was drawing near. Still grabbed some chalk and decided to draw. He took the small bucket of chalk, and began sketching crude figures of himself, and then a crude sketch of Still. He sat in front of it, and stared at the one supposed to be Still. "Playing just isn't any fun by myself," Moving said to himself. He decided to go back inside and make sure Still wasn't still hiding. When he got inside, his mother was up, and was doing a bit of work on her laptop. His father still wasn't home, and his mother looked at Moving. "I thought you were going to play?" "I was. But it's not as fun without Still." "Well, your brother wants to nap, and you ought to respect that. How odd-for all your lives so far you've always napped together." Moving didn't say anything, because he didn't really remember much of his first year of life, and only remembered a handful of things from when he was 3. The truth was that little happened to the Killingsworth twins, since they hadn't started school yet. The only things Moving ever remembered was when he watched movies for the first time, or when Still used one of his powers. Moving walked over to his (and Still's) bedroom; Still wasn't there. "Still, where are you?" He said, and looked around the room. He checked the bathroom. No Still. "Mommy, have you seen Still?" "Well, no, I haven't; wasn't he napping?" "He was, but he disappeared, it seems." Moving's eyes grew wide. "He fell asleep right on the floor. You don't think an alien under the bed got him, do you?" His mother frowned. "I don't think he got taken by any bed aliens." Moving sighed, and then remembered: The power Still had given him! He could know where Still was, wherever he could be! "I'll be right back, mommy, I think I can find out where he is." "And how?" "Me and Still are twins, so we're connected!" His mother chuckled, and encouraged him to do that. Moving went outside again. His stood in front of the drawing of Still, and closed his eyes. Where are you, brother? He thought, and his eyes shot open. "Still," He said, looking around, and realized that his mind seemed to be making an arrow in some direction; like he was a magnet. "Still, are you there?" He said, and began following the psychic arrow his mind seemed to be projecting. "Still?" He said again, and kept moving, until he reached the backyard; his mind-arrow went a little fuzzy, and he looked around, "Still, where are you?!" He shouted, and began to cry. He sat down in the grass, and shut his eyes again, trying to see if he could get the power to work again. "Still, where are you?" He shouted. He shut his eyes, hoping to 'activate' the power again. He couldn't se where Still was, but he was able to sense it, somehow-even he couldn't describe the sensation. "Still!!!" He shouted, and shut his eyes. Show me where Still is, he thought, a demand to no one. An image, to his surprise, slowly began to seep into his mind's eye. He saw Still, but couldn't see where Still could possibly be. "Still...Still, where are you? Please don't be gone, Still..." Moving broke down crying in the middle of the yard, and in his mind, thought he heard the faint voice of his brother somewhere in his head. "Moving...Moving..." "Still?" Moving said, looking up. He looked around. The backyard of the Killingsworth home was not much, but there was a large garden, and a birdbath near it. "Maybe he's hiding in the garden," Moving sniffled. He slumped towards it, and heard a splash in the birdbath. "Birdie?" He said, looking towards it; he saw ripples, but no birds in it nor flying away. Again, he heard his brother's voice. "Moving." Moving walked towards the birdbath and looked inside. There was his reflection. "Still..." he said, and another tear fell down his face into the birdbath water; And again, he heard Still call his name, but clear as day now. "Moving!" Still said, and Moving looked down in the birdbath water. His reflection looked up at him, and its mouth began to move. "Here I am, Moving. I'm not sure how I got here," He said quietly. "But it's a very comfy napping place. Do you think you can pull me out?" Moving sniffled. "Still, I found you!!" He started crying again, and Still's eyes grew wide. "Stop, Moving! Don't cry into the water..." Moving turned away. "But how, Still?" "Just grab my hand," Still reached out his hand. "Just do that. I'll do the rest." Moving nodded, and reached for the water. It just felt like ordinary water, but soon a curious thing came over it as it became solid, and eventually formed a hand; Moving pulled, and more water came out, vaguely human-shaped, and then formed into Still. Still landed in the grass next to Moving, his clothes, surprisingly, completely dry. "I'm sorry, Moving. I didn't mean to get lost and make you worry." "It's a good thing you gave me that skill," Moving said, tears still forming in his eyes. "Moving, just remember..." Still said, and looked at his brother, deep into his eyes. "You'll always know where to find me, brother...you'll always know, right? You'll always be able to find me. You'll always know where." Moving stared at him. "What do you mean, Still?" "You can always find me, Moving," Still explained. "I don't understand," Moving said, crying. "I don't either," Still said quietly. "I'm so tired, Moving. Please nap with me this time so I don't wander off," Still asked, and Moving nodded, who was still crying.

[[i'll be starting the second chapter of this tomorrow after school-promise. I'll also be working on a new story called And The Lords of the Underground, which'll be a kind of multinational superhero squad type deal. look forward to it.]]

"Twins...?" Edna said, looking at them with awe as well as fear now. "Let me see. Take me closer." Cheesemaster did so, and Edna looked at the brothers. Every aspect of them was alike-they even styled their hair alike, so telling them apart was nearly impossible. They had made the effort to shave and wash their faces so you couldn't even use the pattern of hair or acne to tell them apart. "That's amazing," Edna said. "People can really do that." Brian put his arm around Blaze. "It really is amazing." "Twins are like a wonder of the world or something," Blaze added. "It really is incredible," Cheesemaster said. "Later, if you remind me, I'll tell you about how it happens. For now, let's get settled in." Cheesemaster grabbed their suitcase and walked in, and set Edna down. The dorm was nice; it had a carpeted floor, a dresser, a closet, a bathroom, and two beds. The white walls were completely bare. The twins walked in as Cheesemaster was unpacking the few things they had taken and Edna claimed a bed via setting his frog plush on it. "So, Cheese," One twin said, "Come here." "Let's see if you can tell us apart this time," Said the other one. "If you do, we'll buy you both dinner." Replied the first. "But if you're wrong, you gotta buy dinner." Cheesemaster smiled, and walked over to the twins. It's already been stated they kept their faces spotless and their hair was done in the same style, so both of those were ruled out. Cheesemaster stood and looked the twins up and down. He stared at the ground for a long time, and then their feet for a long time; and then he smiled. "You're Blaze," He said, pointing at the right one, "And you're Brian." he said, pointing to the left one. Blaze & Brian looked at each other, then at Cheesemaster. "...How did you know?!" They said in unison. "Your socks are the only thing that's different," He said. "Blaze has a blue stripe. Brian has a green stripe." The twins said 'Ohhh,' in unison, their heads moving up and then down in unison as they said it, and then they laughed together. "I see," Said Blaze. "You're observant as ever," Brian added. "How'd you get so smart?" Blaze wondered. "Reading all the time, Blaze," Brian heaved. "I see," said Blaze. And the two laughed again. Their laughter, like their voices, sounded exactly alike. You'd almost swear they breathed in unison. "How do they do that?" Edna asked. "Do what?" Cheesemaster asked back. "Their...their banter. It's kind of like just one person talking. How do they do that?" "I wouldn't have a clue, Edna; but they're the only identical twins I know, so I guess it's some kind of twin thing." Edna shrugged, and said "I'll bet having a twin is fun." Edna stepped forward, cleared his throat, and asked them: "Is being a twin fun?" Blaze & Brian kneeled down together, and looked at Edna. Edna swallowed, and rephrased his question. "What's it like being a twin?" "What's it like not being one?" They asked in unison. Edna thought for a moment. "Uh...lonely. I don't have any siblings." "Neither do I," Cheesemaster added. "We fight a lot," Brian quipped. "Mostly over age," Blaze sighed. "That's because we tend to like the same stuff," Brian said. "So we don't argue over what stuff we like." Blaze finished. Edna found the two more and more interesting, so he kept asking them questions. "So have you two ever switched places with each other? Like if Taynio asked for Blaze, would Brian go instead?" Edna asked. "Have we ever!" Brian shouted. "We've done that more times than you could count," Blaze added. "It's mostly because we get into a trouble a lot," Brian started, "-But we've never gotten into trouble at the same time," Blaze ended. "Sometimes we switch classes," Brian said. "That's pretty fun." "As a result, we know each other's schedules by heart." Blaze said, smiling. Edna gazed at both of them in wonder. "Blaze's schedule is Alchemy, Algebra, Earth Science & Honors English today, and tomorrow it's Alchemy, Religion, Universal History, & Exploration (that's a class where you learn to explore, how neat!)," Recited Brian. "Brian's schedule is Alchemy (we have it together), Geometry, Languages of Earth, & Shop today, and tomorrow it's Alchemy, Religion (first two classes together!), English, & Biology," Recited Blaze. "That's incredible!" Edna shouted. The twins shrugged. "We guess," They said. Blaze shook his head for no apparent reason. "We got to skip today so we could help you," He said happily. "Are you gonna attend any of the classes while you're here?" Brian asked. "They're really small classes, so I'm sure you could attend one or two." Cheesemaster shook his head. "I don't know yet," He said, "Besides-I think I should rest. I'm so tired." "Not me," Edna whined. "I slept most of the way here." "Alright, then. Can I rest here while you explore?" Edna nodded excitedly. "Blaze, Brian, keep an eye on him," Cheesemaster said to the twins when Edna was out of earshot. "He means a lot to me. Don't let him get hurt." "You got it!" They said in unison. "Alright, then; so I'll see you later, Edna?" "I'll see you later, Mr. Cheesemaster." Edna ran out of the room, followed by the twins. Edna bounded down the hallway, and then stopped, not sure where to go. "Mr. Anon," Edna said, referring to them as one person, "Where do you think we should go?" The twins stopped, standing over Edna on either side of the boy. "Well, this school is fairly big," Said Brian. "Well, what kinds of rooms are there?" "Mostly classrooms, we guess." Blaze quipped. "They aren't very interesting." "Where else?" Edna asked. "You could visit Taynio, if he isnt' too busy." Brian said. "He should be in the chapel," Blaze added. "This way," They both said, and walked off. Edna quickly followed them. They were quiet for some time; Edna was too busy watching them to say anything. The two of them walked the same, even; their arms folded, their faces unmoving, their legs moving in time with each other. It was as if Edna was seeing double; he shouldn't be blamed for thinking they were clones. "You two even walk in unison," Edna whispered, and they both stopped and looked around at him at the same time. "What?" They asked, and Edna looked up. "I said, you even walk the same way." The twins looked at him for a moment, their plain, bored expressions similar. They looked at each other, and then began walking. "Yea, we guess so." Edna followed again, watching them curiously. He could have watched them all day, and not have been any less amazed. "What about breathing?" He asked. "What about breathing?" They repeated. "Do you...do you breathe in unison, too?" The twins stared at him. "If we do," Blaze started, "Then we don't plan it." He finished himself. They continued walking. "So interesting," Edna murmured as quietly as he could, and continued following them. "Here we are," Brian said as they stopped in front of a door in the seemingly endless hallway. "This is the chapel," Blaze said. "Taynio ought to be here." Edna was excited, and Blaze turned the brass knob of the door and pushed it open. "Oldest first," Brian said, gently pushing his brother out of the way. Blaze scowled, but went behind him anyway, followed by Edna. The chapel was quite spacious, and Edna looked around; at the very end of the chapel sat a man, Taynio, reading his Bible on a pew. "Taynio! Taynio, it's us!" The twins shouted. "And we have a friend," Brian said. "A little boy." "His name is Edna." Taynio said nothing, but slowly closed his book and and stood up, walking over to the trio. "Here he is," The twins said, and Brian picked him up. "You like being held, right?" Brian asked. Edna nodded. "Alright, then, we'll try and hold you as much as we can." Taynio was standing up now, and facing the twins; he looked at Edna with somber eyes, and Edna stared back. "Edna, is it?" Taynio said. His voice was deep and slow. Edna nodded. "I'm Edna, that's right," Edna said. "I see. I'm Taynio." "Nice to meet you, Taynio," Edna said, and smiled a little bit. He felt as though he should be tense in this sitation, like he really was in church. "This is a nice chapel. I've never been to a real church before. I've only been to real tiny services. They had those at my orphanage where I had to live," Edna started, and then stopped as the other three pairs of eyes stared at him. "Go on...?" Blaze said. "That's about it, really. Who all goes to this college? Is it a college?" "A college for all ages," Taynio said quietly. Everything he said seemed quiet. "A number of teenagers go here. But Blaze & Brian are rather young to be attending, so I have to teach special 6th-grade level classes for them." Edna said nothing. "Well, I think you should keep exploring the building," Taynio suggested. "Later on...do you want to join me for dinner?" Edna looked up at the twins. "But they-" "Never mind what they promised," Taynio said. "I doubt they even have the money to buy you and your friend Dinner, anyhow." "Buy? But I thought there was no use of money here?" "You can if you want," Blaze said. "Like if someone wanted to go to a place other than Taynio." Brian said. "They would need the money," Blaze finished. "I see," Edna said quietly. "Blaze, Brian, take Edna anywhere he'd like to go around the building. You can fetch his friend and take them to the dining hall at the regular time." "You got it," The twins said, and Edna, getting up and stretching, was carried again this time. He wasn't sure which twin carried him, but either way they held him the same. ------------------------------------------- Old books are always the best, Cheesemaster thought, burying his face into the one he was reading, and took a sniff of the pages. Old books always had that musty smell, and those graying or yellowing pages. I wonder when Edna will be back, He wondered to himself, and looked about the room for no real reason. "Well, I'm sure he's having fun exploring," He said to the empty room. He stretched on the bed, and began reading. Edna walked down yet another hallway with the Anon Brothers. "Who else lives here?" Edna asked them, as he was carried by one. One twin, the one not carrying him, thought intently. "Lexxscrapham, though he disappears a lot," Blaze said. "Jesusfreak, she's a college student." "Dream, she's an elf or something." "And Taynio. You met him." Edna nodded. "There's probably some other people we're forgetting, too. But those are the ones we see the most." "Brian, we never see Lexxscrapham." "Yea, but you meet him once and you never forget." "That's true," Both twins said. Edna giggled a little bit. "Do you think my friend is up? Mr. Cheesemaster?" "We don't know. It's been months since we last saw him," They said in unison. "Why, did you want to check on him?" Edna shrugged. "What time is it?" He asked the twins, and they stopped and thought for a moment. "Did either of us wear a watch today?" Blaze asked. "No, I'd remember," Edna quipped. "It'd be easy to tel you apart if one of you was." Brian thought. "Dunno. But school's been out for a while, so maybe it's 5-6 ish." "I see," Edna said. "Mr. Cheesemaster never naps for very long, so he might be up by now reading or something." "I see," Brian said. "Let's go see how he is, then, and then after that we should go get dinner." ---------------------------------- Cheesemaster had not been keeping track of the time when he heard a knock at the door; his mind, which for what seemed like hours had been in the world of the book he was reading, suddenly and intrudingly snapped back to reality. "Edna must be back," He thought. He sighed, and lurched up from the bed, putting the book aside, and walked over to the door, and opened it to reveal a wide-eyed Edna being held by one of the Anon Brothers. "He insisted we come back and check on you," The one not carrying him said. "Taynio's invited us to dinner." "I see," Cheesemaster said quietly, stretching and then yawning. "Sounds good. Sorry, I spent all my time after napping reading. I'm a little sleepy, but not so much I can't eat. What sorts of things do you eat up here?" "Mostly stuff from the forests around the school and town," Blaze quipped. He was the one not carrying Edna. "So lots of greens and fruits and stuff." Cheesemaster sighed. It wasn't particularly what he liked eating, but he wouldn't say so. "Ah, it sounds good enough to me. As long as I get to eat." The twins nodded, and Edna giggled. Cheesemaster told the twins and Edna he would be ready in a moment, and then brushed his hair and got his jacket & cap on, and soon was walking down the expansive hallways of the School, as the twins led them to the dining hall. Blaze & Brian Anon, walking to the exact same rhythm, and occasionally making small talk amongst the two of them, led Cheesemaster and Edna (who walked hand-in-hand for a change), through hallway after hallway, opening and closing doors until they found one that said "Dining Hall" on it. "Here it is," They said in Unison, and Blaze grabbed the handle, only to have Brian shove him away and open it himself. Blaze shoved his brother back, and the two ended the quarrel before it could begin and led their guests into the school's dining hall. The room, like most school's dining halls, was enormous and filled with long, rectangular tables; a few round tables were here and there, and large armchairs and plastic armchairs (which, to all four of them, looking horribly uncomfortable). In the back was where food was gotten, with a kitchen. "This way," Said the twins. They led the boys to the end of the room, to a smaller rectangular table, where Taynio and two young women already sat. Blaze & Brian sat next to each other across from Taynio, and Cheesemaster, looking at the table, sat on the end with Edna caddy-corner from him. "Nice to have you join us," Taynio said to Cheesemaster. "It's been a long time since I saw you last." Cheesemaster smiled and nodded. On either side of Taynio was a girl, both of which were students at the school. The girl on his left was youthful looking, with a snug blue sweatshirt, large glasses, and brown hair pulled back with a pink headband. She was smiling, but looked bored. On his right was an older-looking girl, with sad eyes, long silvery hair, and a flowing white dress with oversized sleeves. "Edna," Taynio said quietly, "These are two other students of mine, Jesusfreak & Dream." "Those are weird names," Edna said. "Edna," Cheesemaster hissed, and Edna whispered "Sorry." "I don't like my name much either," Jesusfreak said, rolling her eyes. Dream said nothing. "But I'm a pretty nice person. Contrary to my name, I'm not much of a freak." Edna smiled. "How nice to meet you. And I am Edna." Dream still didn't say anything, but she did get up and walk over to the Anon Twins, and hugged them both, shoving each of their heads into her breasts. "Hi, Dream," They both said. She didn't say anything. "Dream doesn't talk much," Taynio said. "She's a good student, though. All my students are good students." Cheesemaster nodded. "I'll believe so. Oh, by the way-is there any way I could call my friend back home and see how she is doing?" "Mushroom?" Edna said hopefully. Cheesemaster glared at him. "No, I wanted to call Dawn, and make sure she's OK without me for a little while." "I see," Edna said. "Who's Dawn?" Jesusfreak asked, and Taynio looked at him as if he wanted to ask as well. "Dawn Rabbitt. My friend at the Port of Cheese," He said. "I see," Taynio said quietly. "There's enough food here for all of us. I'm afraid me and these young women have already eaten, though." Jesusfreak got up, and Dream looked very sadly at everyone. "I have to study," Jesusfreak said, and she looked at Cheesemaster. "I'm usually pretty busy, but while you're here, you can come and see me." She waved, and walked off. Dream squeezed the Anon Brothers, separately this time, and then gave a choking hug to Cheesemaster before leaving. She left in such a way that you didn't really see her leave; she seemed, rather, to dissapate away from the room, to simply just vanish. "I am not sure exactly what Dream is," Taynio confessed. "I thought at first she was an elf, but she has some very odd qualities. I think perhaps she is a spirit of some sort." Cheesemaster said nothing. "Here," Taynio said, quietly and smoothly, pushing his food towards his guests. "These are fruits from the forests on this island." Cheesemaster took a plate full of chopped-up as well as raw fruits, and examined them. They were different from the Earth fruits he knew, but seemed fairly familiar despite having never seen them before. He took one that looked harmless enough and bit into it. It tasted sweet, though it had a strange texture, and he had a hard time swallowing it. He pushed it towards Edna afterwards, and he tried to taste it. "Too sweet," Edna quipped, and Taynio said nothing. "I understand," Taynio said quietly, and Edna put the fruit back down and picked up a different one, which was colored black. "You don't talk much, Mr. Taynio," Edna said, and then he took a bite out of the black fruit. "This one tastes a lot better. Try it, Mr. Cheesemaster." Cheesemaster took the fruit from his friend, and took a bite out of it. This black fruit tastes familiar, the flavor seeming to be reminsecent of apples & blueberries, and yet totally foreign at the same time. It did taste pretty good, but he put it back. "What else have you got, Taynio?" Cheesemaster asked his friend, and Taynio looked at him, his expression blank. "Not much," Taynio said. "I'm afraid not very many of us are cooks." "I can cook," Cheesemaster said happily, but looked at the fruit, his expression unsure. "Though I wouldn't know any recipes for these, seeing as I've never seen or tasted them before save for the two I just tried. I could make salad, but I don't like salad-and neither does Edna." Taynio slowly leaned back into his chair, and continued looking at them. Edna felt that the man gave an aura of power, yet he wasn't threatening at the same time. "That'd be good. I usually just eat these raw fruits here. Most of the animals in the woods aren't edible, or if they are they don't taste so good. So we usually don't get to eat meat up here." "I see," Cheesemaster said a little sadly. "That's too bad. Meat's my favorite thing to eat. What about...hmm, rice? I like that, too." Taynio thought for a moment. "Well, growing things up here can be difficult. But I could see what I can do." "I don't want to cause any trouble," Cheesemaster said, shaking his head. "It isn't. I want you to be comfortable here. I understand you don't get to go on trips like this much anymore, do you?" Cheesemaster and Edna both shook their heads. "We work a lot. We can usually only be away for maybe three days at a time." "I see. Honestly, it's not a problem." Cheesemaster said nothing. The twins, who had said nothing for some time, looked over at him. "It really isn't," Blaze said. "A problem, I mean. But if you say so, I guess you could just eat raw fruits for your entire stay. If you wanted that." Cheesemaster sighed. "I don't know. But if that's the case, I'm not sure I mind. Anyhow..." "There's really quite a bit to do around the village at night, Brian suggested. "Like what?" Cheesemaster asked, "I'm not a nightlife person. I usually prefer to stay home. I'm afraid to say I'm not always as sociable as I ought to be." "That's alright," Taynio said, "Neither am I, to be fairly honest. Most of the students here aren't." Cheesemaster said nothing. "So what is there to do?" "You could explore," Taynio suggested, and Edna spoke up. "Could we explore the jungle?" Edna asked, and with that, the twins and Taynio stared at him. "Of course not," Taynio said, sternly, and for the first time his voice began to raise. "Of course you can't. It's dangerous. Nobody really knows what's in it. We've explored the edge of it where the fruits grow and some animals live, but other than that, I've never been in there, and nobody has, and nobody will." Edna stared at him, and shook his head, his curls shaking. "But how do you know it's so dangerous, if nobody's been there before?" Taynio sighed deeply. "Listen. If anybody would be qualified to explore it and find out what's in it, then it wouldn't be a five-year old, or even a man as myself. Someone very experienced would have to go into it." Edna moaned. "Fine," He said, and took another fruit and ate it. "I understand. Can we ate least explore the little parts, though? Where the fruit is. Picking food is fun." Taynio looked at him with his narrow eyes. "I guess so. But not tonight. Perhaps tomorrow?" Edna nodded, and after eating a little more, everyone went to bed, save for Taynio, who studied some more in the chapel.

Ooh I wanna see! *is a nerd* we all are.

[Chapter one...] ADRPG: Chapter 1 Day Zero Goldinya, Warudo This is a country called Warudo; and this is a range of mountains called the Smitus Mountains. The Mountains make an almost-perfect circle in the very northwest of Warudo. Very few people live in the Smitus Mountains, as they are Dangerous and inhospitable. However, the mountains have a rich supply of minerals and lumber, and towns for salvaging those supplies have been built. Only one has remained over the years; a small town called Goldinya. it is a town few people in Warudo have heard of. And this is where our story begins, in the dimly-lit bedroom of a young man known as John Espada. John Espada did not have many friends, as most of the people in his town were adults, and they were always chopping down trees or mining for minerals or delivering those things to the nearby city Nomsville where in turn they were delivered through the thick Road-River forest to the capital of this country, called Densetsu. John was lying in his bed, which had been made neatly the night before and was now a mess of sheets, blankets, pillows, and any objects that may have been on the bed when he slept the night before. His closed eyes squinted as the sun finally made its way up over the mountains and shone intrudingly through the windows above his bed. He rolled over onto his stomach so the light wouldn't get in his eyes, when a black shape shrouded the window. John half-opened a sleepy eye. "Get up, John!" Shouted the voice of the only other boy, and the only other teenager, in town, whose name was Will Shpikes. He was John's best friend, and they had been for several years now. He prodded John with his foot; John groaned, and Will sighed as he jumped into the room and rolled across the floor. Will's parents worked every day for long, long hours in the mountains, and cared little about where their son went; as a result, Will had taken a liking to inventing things and also to martial arts. He was tall, thin, and incredibly agile; he simply had to watch for his thick, filthy glasses that he wore. His greasy hair was always a mess. Will was not always in town since he made frequent trips to Nomsville to get supplies. Being an inventor was odd enough to the residents of the town, but along with being an inventor Will had the curious power of being able to grow hands; no one, not even his parents (who had no powers of their own) could explain why Will had this power. He claimed he evolved the power due to his inventor's need for many hands when he worked. Will poked John's head again and adjusted his glasses. "...John?" He asked again, and John, groaning, rolled so he was facing away from Will. Will heaved, and closed his eyes. "Guess I have no choice," Will sighed, as two arms slowly grew from his back and extended out towards John. The newly-grown arms, along with his two standard ones, grabbed his friend-who screamed, rather loudly, and fell out of the bed. Will jumped back, retreated his limbs, and John laid on the floor, at the feet of his best friend, breathing fast and heavy. John stoood up, yawned, and rubbed his eyes. John Espada was tall, especially for his age, and had thick brown hair. To match his hair, he was wearing brown leathery-looking pants and shir; his clothes he had worn the day before. "OK, Will," John said, as he reached for his big brush and opened a drawer to get out some new clothes. "What is it?" "I came over because I heard your mom calling for you and decided to wake you up. Plus, I have something cool to show you!" John finished brushing his hair and ran to take a quick shower, with Will sitting on the messy bed. After the shower, John followed Will, saying goodbye to his mother in the process, and followed Will across the village to his house. Will's house was far across Goldinya, though the town wasn't all that big. It was a town where everyone knew everyone. John was well-liked throughout the village for his pleasant mannerisms, and his good manners. He said hello to everyone he knew, and they smiled and nodded to him. Will, on the other hand, was not as well liked; though he was a nice boy, he was unkempt, smelling like cigarette smoke (for his mother smoked in the house), was frequently late for appointments as well as school, his clothes often had holes in them (from being worn frequently, as well as his power of growing appendages). But, he was as nice, if not nicer, than John. That, and a town of miners and loggers, with men who grew muscular from working in the woods and mines all day, a scrawny scientific type was looked down upon. So Will would nervously say hello to everyone, and they typically just looked away or scowled at him. The duo walked across until they found Will's house. It was about the same size as John's house, though it had less rooms-John's house had room for John, his older brother, two older sisters, the boyfriend of one of his sisters, and his mother-plus a dog and three cats. Will only lived with his parents (never home) and his older sister (always in Nomsville shopping) Will took out a rusty key from his coat pocket, and unlocked the door to his house. Will's house was an utter mess. His parents, much better at cleaning than Will or his sister were, were almost never home. Usually it was just Will in the house. The boys walked through the mess (with Will playfully warning his friend to beware any garbage or discarded food that may have become sentient) as they made their way over to Will's room. His door was scratched up, with a few nails in it and holes where you could see nails, staples, and other such objects had been torn out. Scratched into the surface was a giant eye and the words "WILL'S ROOM-DO NOT ENTER OR NINJAS WILL GET YOU." Below, in black marker and John's handwriting, was 'unless you're John, then come on in.' Will pushed the door open, to a room dimly-lit by a few single lightbulbs hanging from the ceiling-a few of which were actually experiments Will had done where he built his own lightbulb. Around the room were assorted bits of machinery, wires, screws, tools, and cardboard boxes filled with stuff. The spare bubble wrap from boxes was strewn everywhere, and Will often popped it when he was in an inventing rut-or even when he was just bored. Will had a big, wooden desk in one corner of the room, a wooden dresser, and a wooden bedframe with a plush mattress. The dresser drawers, when opened, would reveal several matching shirts and jackets, each jacket with inside pockets for more storage of little tools. The top of the dresser was mostly more storage for inventions and larger tools. The bedframe was a stained brown, and had been etched into many times when Will would wake up, get an idea, and need to etch it into the side of his bedframe so he would remember. The writing on the bedframe was messier than it was on the desk, dresser, or door, since typically when Will etched into it he had been sleeping and didn't have his glasses on. The desk was something to see-a musty computer was on top of it, with sticky notes attached to the frame of it. the rest of the desk, aside from the moniter, keyboard, and mouse, was a huge mess of thick books, tools, small useful inventions, pencils, and dozens and dozens of papers covered so thickly with formulas and ideas. It was probably sorted well to Will. There were even dried glasses wipes with things written on them. John was used to such a mess, having been over to the house many times; and every time he came over, he always noticed some new papers, or a new etching somewhere. He rarely read them, since they were always confusing to him. "So, Will," John said, sitting down on the bed. "What do you have to show me?" Will shifted through old papers until he found a shoebox. He picked it up, causing a few papers to fall to the floor. Will gave them a glance, but didn't pick them up. He sat on the bed next to his best friend, and opened up the box. Inside were several gloves. Will took out one of the gloves and put it on his hand, where it fit snugly. "What is it?" John asked, and Will looked at his hand. John looked too. "Well, it's a taser glove." Will said bluntly. John stared at him. "A what?" "A taser glove." John looked at his friend in disbelief. Will sighed, and using his free hand, rolled up the sleeve of his jacket and shirt. On his arm were dozens of red spots. John gasped. "As you know, I'm home alone almost always. I didn't have any pets to test it on, so...I tested it on myself." John looked at Will in disbelief. "Here, I'll show you." Will flipped a small switch on the glove, and poked himself with it. A spark flew out, and a new red lump began to appear. John gasped. "Wow, it works!" "John, most of what I build works." "Your catapult didn't." Will began to giggle, and soon the boys had erupted into laughter. Will took out the rest of the gloves, and after explaining that he had made multiple gloves for his multiple arms. He put the gloves back into the box, and then put the box inside a knapsack where he kept all his weapons. "Well, I guess we should go back to your house now," Will said. "I'm sure your mom is wondering where you went." "But I haven't spent THAT much time here. Have I?" "I don't know," Will said. "But I need to go to Nomsville soon. Think your mom would let you come with me?" John shrugged, and the two boys made their way back towards John's house. The duo got back to John's house, and went inside. John's mother was in their living room, and upon hearing the door open, turned around to see them walk in. "I'm home, mom," John said, "And Will said he's going to Nomsville to get stuff for his inventing. Can I go with him?" "Actually, I was just about to ask if you could go down there and find your brother. He went there early this morning and still hasn't come back." John was excited-usually his mom was strict about letting him go far outside Goldinya. "Really? So...I can go?!" She nodded. "Alright!" Will shouted, doing a dance, and John's mom, worried, forced him to bring a knapsack with food, a bottle of water, and a first-aid kit that mostly consisted of bandages. "Be sure to come back alive," She said as John headed out the door. Will was about to follow, but John's mom grabbed his shoulders and said, in a very serious tone, "Be careful. Unlike most people, I trust you. Take care of him-You have powers, he doesn't." "Don't worry, John's mom," Will said. "Besides, we're always getting each other out of trouble." "Alright, then. Thanks, William." Will cringed. He really hated it when people called him by his full first name. ------------------------------------------------ Before the two left, Will grabbed his own pack from home-a backpack that was had already begun to fall apart. One strap was broken, and Will, while a good inventor, wasn't so great at fixing the strap-so he just wore it with the one working strap. "I store all the stuff I buy in this pack," Will explained. "I have another backpack at home, of course you know already, if I ever go on a trip it'll be the one I take with me." In John's satchel, along with the stuff his mom had forced him to bring, he'd brought a sum of money in case he saw anything cool in Nomsville, plus a book of maps, one of which was solely of this region of Warudo-Goldinya, the mountains, Nomsville, and Lake Amie. There weren't a whole lot of towns in this section of Warudo, and John felt it to be very lonely when he looked at the map. The Smitus Mountains formed an almost-perfect circle around the large expanse of land where many small villages like Goldinya had once existed, but now, the plain held only that small town. An opening in the mountains led to the outside world, and a lengthy dirt path led from the mountains to the RoadRiver forest, a forest that took up most of the country. The path had been worn by travelers from the Smitus Mountains, residents of those old mining and lumber towns that had moved to other cities, or people from Nomsville. Nomsville was a lot larger than Goldinya, and more well-known; traders from other cities like Densetsu, Bearlin, Yuss, and even New Tonsen trekked there. People also came to the region for Lake Amie, an enormous body of water that was dangerously cold even in the summer. There were legends that something, a monster or water spirit, lived in it, but the lake was too cold to check. John & Will walked towards the opening in the mountains. "Will, how far away is Nomsville?" John asked. "It's a long walk, but the land is flat, so it shouldn't be too difficult. If I leave too late in the day I sometimes stay there overnight. Depending on how long we spend looking for your brother, we may end up staying the night tonight." "But my mom..." "Listen, if the need arises, you still have that machine I built you, right? And no one's broken it...right?" Will was referring to an invention of his, a telegram machine of sorts. Will had a small portable version, and built a second one for John. It broke easily and didn't work quite as well as other stuff Will had made, so it was only for emergencies. "Yea, it's in my room, on a shelf. It makes a loud enough noise someone is bound to hear it." Will smiled, and the two were quiet for a little while. They neared the edge of the plain, and soon, they were out of the area entirely, and for the first time, John saw what the world looked like when huge black mountains weren't on all sides. The sky that day was a pale blue, with a few clouds here and there. It was mid-day now, and in the distance, the boys saw other mountains-Mt. Gaia, and Mahogany Mountain. Beyond those mountains there was also Mt. Hendricks, but they couldn't see it from so far away. Just on the horizon there was a faint green line, the RoadRiver Forest-so named because the Amie river, as well as the road from Goldinya, went through it. John gazed in wonder at everything, and Will had to violently shake him in order for him to snap out of it. "What, you've never been out of Goldinya before?" John shook his head. Will shook his head quickly, and said "Come on. Nomsville isn't too far from here." They continued walking, the sun high in the sky by this point. As they walked, the city of Nomsville began to appear in the distance, a black speck that got bigger and more detailed as they walked closer to it. An hour passed, and then a second, and soon the two were (finally) in Nomsville. It was a sight for John to behold, having never seen anything like it. The city was huge, and while not bustling to the brim with people (a sight he was soon to see, though he didn't know it yet), but it was still a lot more than he had ever seen in his hometown. Nomsville had stone-paved roads, which he had never seen in his hometown-Goldinya had only dirt roads. Big stone or brick buildings were in the town, while he was used to houses made from wood (it was partially a lumber town after all). "This is amazing," John said, looking around. Will adjusted his glasses, and folded his arms. "Come on. No time to waste." "But Will-" John started, and Will, arms still folded, sprouted an extra to drag his friend along. "Will, don't tell me you weren't amazed the first time you came here." Will shook his head. "I was a little shocked seeing it for the first time," He said, "BUt Good Smitus, you act like you didn't even know towns like this existed! I'd read about them long ago-mostly about New Tonsen in the very North-East. That's a really big city, though not as huge as Densetsu City, our capital." John sighed as he followed Will. To be honest, it had never really crossed his mind that there WAS 'more' out there. His entire life had been shrouded by the pitch-dark Smitus Mountains, and his entire life had just been him and his family living in a small mining adn lumber town-with dirt roads and log buildings, where every child born was destined to become a miner or logger, and if they were lucky, they would travel to Thamesenburg to mine in the Gaian Mines. What a life. John hadn't read as much non-fiction and science fiction as his friend-actually, he had spent his life mostly reading fantasy stories of heroes with swords and armor slaying dragons and devils with their swords to save the damsel in distress. That seemed like a good life, John had always thought. He would be the hero, and Will his sidekick, the inventor. They would save a princess, and then she would give them both a kiss on the cheek and be John's girlfriend. That had been his fantasy. But John knew in his mind that Princess Julia was just too far away. The closest he could get to the beautiful teenaged girl he saw in a book was hearing about her from Will, who heard it while in Nomsville. Julia was a pretty girl, probably around John & Will's age. In every picture they saw of her she was wearing elaborate black dresses with ruffles and lace. She had beautiful, forest-green eyes, and long, brown hair. She and her parents all lived on a floating island just above Densetsu City. Practically no one could travel to that floating island, and John assumed that even if he traveled all the way to Densetsu City (impossible, he thought), he would never even catch a glimpse of that island in the sky. John and Will walked through Nomsville, and John never seemed to tired of just looking-he saw shops he had never before seen in Goldinya, and lots of houses (barely anybody lived in Goldinya, and most of those who did were store owners). They passed by several grocery stores and clothing stores, until they eventually found the electronics store. It was a brick building with the one lit-up sign in town, stating it to be an electronics store. Will adjusted his lapels and walked on in, followed by John. When the bell above the door jingled, two men with thick glasses behind the counter looked up, and began to talk to the customer. "Hey, it's Will Shpikes! Our best customer-How're you doing? Who's your buddy here?" "This is John Espada, my best friend. He came along because he was bored and he's never left Goldinya before." One of the men said 'Aaaahhh,' and then said "That's good. You have to go out and see the world. You wouldn't wanna stay your whole life in a little mining town, doomed to do the same thing your grandparents did. Eh?" John, not being shy, began to speak. "Will's right, this is my first time out of Goldinya. Everything is so different, I'm amazed." Will and the shopkeepers made some small talk, and then Will went off with a small, crumbled up list from his backpack of what he needed to buy. John followed his best friend, not sure what to do while Will browsed and bought things. He looked awkwardly around, and then decided to see what Will was even buying. He peeked over at Will's list; his friend's handwriting, like his own, was sloppy, even moreso when he had been busy or in a hurry. The list had more than likely been written under both situations. So, John looked at what Will was buying: Nails, ropes, and some random junk-a box in one corner of the shop was filled with found objects that cost a bronze piece or less. Many of the bits in the junk box were even free. Will took advantage of the junk box, and soon, had his hands full with assorted objects. "What are you building, Will?" John asked innocently. Will dropped the objects onto the counter, and threw some silver & gold pieces on the counter with them. "A grappling hook, mainly," Will said. "It'll be easy to build one, but hard to build one that actually works. I need a lot of rope for it. The rest of this stuff is for future projects. I don't really know what I'll build after the grappling hook though." "But you just finished the taser gloves." "So? I need stuff to work on or else I get bored." "What if we went on a journey?" "Still." John said nothing, as the stuff Will bought was dumped into a burlap sack and handed to Will. "You ready?" He asked, and John nodded. The boys walked out of the shop, not sure what time it was. "Do you think we have time to walk back home?" John wondered. Will shook his head. "Probably not. Traveling at night is dangerous near the mountains. Nobody's really explored the Smitus Mountains and we don't really know what might be up there. And they say the entrance to #### is up on top of Mount Gaia." "I knew that," John said. "Mom taught me and my siblings about it." Will shrugged. "Not me," He said. "Come on. Let's find a place to stay for the night. And contact your mom soon." John reached into Will's backpack, and pulled out the sorta-telgram machine, and sent a quick message to his mom, saying they were fine and would find a place to stay. "Come on," Will said, tugging at his friend's shirt sleeve. "Here's an Inn. We can stay here for the night." Will and John walked into the Inn, a large wooden building with a sign that said "INN" in recently-painted letters, though it was obvious it had been painted over many times before. The boys walked into the Inn, a two-story place with a tavern below and sleeping areas above. It was a weird place for Nomsville, Will thought. "This building is from years ago, when more people came through Nomsville. Lots of people probably came in here for a drink and then sleep. But now, since nobody really comes around here anymore, it's a little dusty. But we could get some water or something." "What about a soda?" John asked. Will walked over to the counter, followed by John. The bartender, who looked ancient, peered at the boys. "Do you have any soda, sir?" Will asked, nicely. The man said nothing, but lifted up a bottle of a foaming beverage. A label was on it, stating it was soda; John smiled, and asked for a cup of it. "I myself will take a glass of water." The man poured a glass of soda and water for the boys, and asked them if they needed a room for the night. "Yes," Will said. "Please." "Alright, then," The man said as John downed his soda in a flash. "I'll get two beds set up for you two young men." "Thank you, sir." Will said, smiling. The man said nothing in return, but trudged upstairs to set up beds for them; the boys relaxed with their drinks (well, one of them relaxed with his drink), and later went to bed in the comfortable yet old beds of the Nomsville Inn. [And a new character. If you would, add this to the original post?] Name: Pa Enterese That means: Not Interested in Haitian Creole Weapon: Trident Element: Poison/Sand Uses: Alchemy Lives: Born in Yuss, but found on Haruka. Notes: Wears an eyepatch and is generally intimidating; he only joins the group because he likes the Astronomy Domine. Like Jun Shi and Nikoli, he is a miliary man.

2-5 Tuesday - The Gasoline Brothers.

Here is the character chart for my second story project, ADRPG. I'm currently re-writing the first six chapters (very very slowly). I've finished the first chapter and it will be up in the second post. In the meantime, here is the character chart for the story (subject to change as I add/remove new people) Name: John Espada That Means: Sword in Spanish Weapon: Broadsword Element: Life Uses: Magic Lives: Goldinya Notes: Leader, Will's best friend. Name: Will Shpikës That means: Inventor in Albanian Weapon: Inventions Element: technology Uses: Inventions, Skills Lives: Goldinya Notes: Can grow arms (based off Nico Robin) Name: Katie Mahiya That means: Magic in Belarusian Weapon: Scythe Element: Spirit Uses: Magic Lives: Densetsu Notes: Corbin's apprentice Name: Corbin Pyna Taikuri That Means: Holy Magician in Finnish Weapon: Keystaff Element: Holy Uses: Magic Lives: Densetsu Notes: Old friends with Alex, Nik, Fals, & Sen Name: Caitlin Ostöðug That means: Unstable in Icelandic Weapon: Meat Cleaver Element: Unstable Uses: Skills Lives: Mt. Hendricks Asylum (abandoned) Notes: Dark Puppeteer-controls severed limbs Name: Stom Konijn That means: Stupid Rabbit in Dutch Weapon: Bombs Element: Unholy Uses: Magic Lives: Traveling Nomad, briefly takes residence in Usagi Town Notes: Is he really a rabbit? Names: Cody Agua Lobo That means: Water Wolf in Portugeuse (sp) Weapons: Claws Elements: Ice/Water Uses: Alchemy Lives: Homeless, but lives in Loopim Woods. Notes: Plausibly werewolf? Name: Stahl Schroflinte That means: Steel Shotgun in German Weapon: Shotgun Element: Steel Uses: Alchemy Lives: (Unknown) Notes: Antihero Name: Corey Seiyci That means: Sad in Thai Weapon: Double-sided, detachable bladestaff Element: Dark Uses: Magic, some alchemy Lives: Sabre Notes: Obligatory dark past Name: Corinne Morfí̱ Pti̱nó̱n That means: Bird Form in Greek Element: Poison Weapon: Fan Lives: Outskirts of Densetsu Uses: Magic, Summons Notes: Turns into a bird Name: Calvin Pisek-Vedec That means: Sand scientist in Czech Element: Sand Weapon: Chemicals Uses: Science!! Lives: Haruka (an island) Notes: Dislikes fighting, typically only defends. Name: Haldjas That means: Fairy in Estonian Element: Love Weapon: Wand Uses: Magic, obviously Lives: Roadriver forest Notes: Tiny, slightly bigger than a butterfly Name: Maskest Tyu That Means: Masked Thief in Norwegian Element: Illusion Weapon: Whip Uses: PSI Lives: This is complicated: her birth home is unknown, she mostly travels, but her semi-real home is at the Thieve's Town. Notes: As her name may imply, she wears a clown mask and that isn't her real name. I'd love to tell you who she really is, but I can't. Name: Alex Rosu That Means: Crimson in Romanian Weapon: Walkingstick Element: Blood Uses: Alchemy Lives: Twy Notes: is a vampire. has a good sense of style. Name: Neil Ruzgar That means: Wind in Turkish Weapon: Katana Element: Wind Uses: PSI Lives: Born on Myopia. Notes: No relation to Cheesemaster from Invision. Probably has a New England accent. rockin' hair. VERY sensitive psychic powers. Name: Dalton Okand That means: Unknown in Swedish Weapon: Kabobs Element: ???? Uses: ???? Lives: Unknown. Notes: Nobody knows anything whatsoever about him. A lot loopy. Has two friends who follow him everywhere named Hướng dẫn (guide in Vietnamese) and Branič (guard in Croatian), based off Max Gemmill and Logan Stanfill respectively. Name: Mike Kornjaca That means: Turtle in Serbian Weapons: Staff Element: Emotion Uses: PSI Lives: Born in Positune, lives at Thieve's Island. Notes: The most powerful psychic in Warudo, and can predict everything. The only time he speaks is in battle (he whispers attack names), and often uses his powers to talk in unison with people. Name: Svinčnik Sleparstvo That means: Pencil Fake in Slovenian Weapon: Pencil Element: Wood/Emotion Uses: PSI, though he doesn't use it offensively Lives: Born in Yesstown. Notes: Old friends with Corbin, Alex, Nik, and Sen. Name: Destral de Foc That means: Axe of fire in Catalan Weapon: Axe bigger that his head Element: Fire Uses: Magic, PSI, Alchemy, and Skills Lives: Birth home unknown. Lives, currently, somewhere in Roadriver Forest. Notes: Can turn parts of himself into fire. One parent was a magician while the other was psychic, so he can use both. Rather arrogant because of this fact. Name: Mertelo de Luz (Nickname: de Lulz) That means: Hammer of Light in Galician Weapon: Winged hammer Element: Earth Uses: Skills Lives: Thamesenburg Mines Notes: Friends with Destral and Dakota. Likes corn. His hammer allows him to fly and can grow in size. Name: Dakota Kristal-Sayap That means: Crystal Wings in Indonesian Weapon: Flail Element: Gem Uses:Alchemy/Magic Lives: In a house outside Thamesenburg Mines. Notes: Obsessive miner from the mines of Mt. Hendricks. Has built a non-functioning pair of wings made of gems as his names implies. Name: Sen Sytri-Zbrane That means: Dream Four-Weapon in Slovak Weapons: Glaive/Scythe, Syringe/Pitchfork Element: Dreams Uses: Alchemy/PSI Lives: Born in Sabre. Lives in the fields just outside of that town. Notes: Old friend of Fals, Corbin, Nik, and Alex. Name: Skikkelige Lodden That means: Well-behaved Furry in Danish Weapon: Spear Element: Animal Uses: PSI Lives: Noir Notes: A half-wolf type creature. Friends and foster brothers with Darlig Lodden. Wears a wolf necklace always that acts as a rosary, holding in his wolf side; when removed during a full moon, he becomes uncontrollable. Name: Sna'i Yeled That means: Squirrel boy in Hebrew Weapon: double-ended spear Element: Animal Uses: Magic Lives: Noir Notes: Foster brothers with Skikkelige. Half-squirrel creature. Turns into a girl. Name: Nikoli Jaloers Lig That means: Jealous Light in Afrikaans Weapon: Twin Daggers Element: Light Uses: Magic Lives: Cirque City. I know that sounds like Circuit City. shut up. Notes: Starts as a bad guy but SPOILERSOMG becomes good. Name: Macksa Buzogányt That Means: Cat Mace in Hungarian Weapon: Mace (spikes make it shaped like a cat face), Leaf Shurikens Element: Space (Outer Space) Uses: PSI/Alchemy Lives: Bearlin. Notes: Catgirl. More cat than girl. Probably lives in a forest. Name: Drewno Lucznik That means: Wood Archer in Polish Weapon: Bow&Arrow Element: Wood Uses: PSI Lives: Mako. Notes: An elf. Name: Llawer o Offerynnau That means: Many Instruments in Welsh Weapons: Instruments (Triangle, Kazoo, Keyboard, maracas, maybe some other stuff too) Element: Sound Uses: PSI Lives: Nowhere and Everywhere. Notes: probably a crazy traveler. Name: Heather Klen Matthews That means: Maple in Russian Weapons: Gun that shoots swords. Element: Ice/Regional Uses: Alchemy, some magic Lives: New Tonson. Notes: probably a Mountie Name: Parker wIgh That means: Genius in Klingo Weapon: Tasers & Lasers Element: technology Uses: Alchemy Lives: New Tonson. Notes: Even though Will's element is Tech, he doesn't use magic, so I wanted a Mage/Psychic/Alchemist who used Tech Name: Morgan Mandarambong That means: Pirate in Filipino Weapon: Staff with daggers on both ends Element: Water Uses: Skills Lives: Homeless, but tends to take residence in Myopia or Hyperopia. Notes: Since we have a ninja (Will), I wanted a pirate character and Morgan is the name of a famous pirate. Her skill is that she turns parts of herself into water. Names: Nick Kopja Wren & Wesley (Wes) Pejst Wren That means: Copy & Paste, respectively, in Maltese Weapons: Nick's is a staff; Wes has a sword (different than John's though) Elements: Space (Nick) and Time (Wes) Uses: Skills Live: New Tonson with all the other freshmen losers. Notes: Twin brothers. Nick can teleport; Wes walks through walls. Name: Jūn Shì That means: Military in Chinese Weapon: Grenades, Rapier, & .99 Caliber Revolver Element: Time Uses: [none] Lives: Birth place unknown, resides near Uncanny Valley. Notes: rockin' trench coat. not Roy Mustang. Name: Alexis Marbh-Deas That means: Dead Pretty in Irish Weapon: Club Element: Death Uses: Magic Lives: Uncanny Valley. Notes: Turns into a zombie somethetimes. Name: Chota That means: Short in Hindi Weapon: Knives Element: [?] Uses: alchemy Lives: Manteau. Notes: Hobbit. Name: Soro That means: Fox in Tagalong Weapon: Spongy Snow Shovel Element: Unstable/Animal Uses: None Lives: Near Newtonson. Notes: a Kitsune (nine tailed fox spirit)r. Delivers pizza. Name: Krov That means: Blood in Ukrainian Weapon: Hatchet Element: Lust Uses: Magic Lives: Michiru. Yea, the islands are named after Sailor Moon characters. Sue me. Notes: A succubus. Name: Colin von Neige That means: Colin of Snow in German/French Weapon: Umbrella. Like the Penguin! Element: Ice Uses: Alchemy Lives: New Tonson Notes: A snow monster who works as a functioning, but eccentric, member of society. Name: E-123/Hal Davidson That means: Nothing. It's a 2001 reference. You could say this name is in English. Weapon: Rocket Ears! Element: Steel/Tech Uses: None Lives: New Tonson Notes: An Astro Boy-inspired Android. Pretty good friends with the twins. Name: Inu no Surēbu That means: Dog Slave in Japanese Weapon: Scissors (can grow in size) Element: Dark/Pain Uses: Skills Lives: Escaped/Homeless Notes: Very good reflexes and super speed. an escaped prisoner. Name: Jazmine Griaučių That means: Skeleton in Lithuanian Weapon: Saw Element: Death/Love Uses: Magic Lives: Uncanny Valley Notes: Skeleton Girl! Name: Plurrimi Decorus oculus That means: The Most Beautiful Eye in Latin Weapon: Giant Hammer Element: Body Uses: Skill Lives: Born in New Tonsen, resides in Uncanny Valley. Notes: I haven't given it much thought yet, but there's probably some backstory about how his eyes are magical orbs of POWAR. anyway, his skill is that he can grow extra eyes on any surface. Name: Mul Beesley That means: Water in Korean Weapon: Spiked staff Element: Mystic Uses: Magic Lives: Nomad, settled down in Lake Amie, found in Positune Notes: a Merman, and can change into a human for brief periods. Name: Hailee Chakula That means: Food in Swahili Weapon: Spatula Element: Food Uses: Magic/Alchemy Lives: Densetsu Notes: The obligatory 'klutz chef' character. Name: Ms. Insegnante That means: Teacher in Italian Weapon: Stake Element: Spirit Uses: (All ex. skill) Lives: Yuss Notes: The teacher at the academy in Yuss who takes a liking to the AD. Like Destral, her parents were a mage and a psychic, so she can use both, as well as Alchemy, and as a result teaches a number of classes. She gives the teenagers advice on using their powers. Name: Sakura Perso That mean: Cherry Blossom in Japanese, Lost in Italian Weapon: Futuristic Bow. "the shape is the handle, and when you press the button it makes a bow shape with 2 lazers. you touch the handleand pull back to make a lazer arrow. you get the point." (from description given) Element: Technology Uses: PSI Lives: Outskirts of New Tonsen. Notes: From description given: the girl is emotional, abandoned by her parents and was raised by her older brother. (he died too) shes kinda slutty, wears a lot of miniskirts long hair and darker skin. Name: Vegas Eachtra That means: Not sure how reliable my translator was, but it SHOULD be Adventure in Gaelic. Weapon: Mostly a fist fighter, with hidden daggers in sleeves. Element: Steel/Water Uses: Magic and Alchemy Lives: Yuss. Notes: Fairly basic in his powers. Likes to drink, and gets irritable about his tobacco. Makes his own weapons and armor. Likes to make plans for fighting. He's trained himself his whole life for fighting. (All from description given to me) Name: Kat lnfjbsdgvfjg;nbd That means: Awesome Cat in Gibberish Weapon: Two-handed Claymore (with lasers) Element: Unstable Uses: Skills Lives: Hobo on Michiru Notes: Catgirl whose power is creating objects. Name: Jefferson (Jeff) reeH That means: Wind in Arabic Weapon: "Two custom magic handguns" and a sword. Element: Wind/Fire Uses: Alchemy/Magic Lives: New Tonsen Notes: Though fairly powerful, he's not as respectfully treated by the rest of the group. He's a big fan of adventurers, and is excited to meet John and the group. Name: Masina That means: Car in Latvian Weapon: Refuses hand-to-hand combat, and instead prefers to charge into battle with an automobile of any sort. Element: Steel/Fire Uses: [None] Lives: Cirque City Notes: A mechanic-mostly for cars, but he helps the others fix up inventions and weapons. Name: Kapetan Newkirk That means: Captain in Macedonian Weapon: Guitar Element: Sound/Earth Uses: Skill Lives: Hindenburg Notes: Will's old friend (he used to live in Goldinya). A rock person. Name: Nesboim Matthews That means: Maple in Yiddish Weapon: Laser sword that shoots other laser swords Element: Ice Uses: Alchemy Lives: New Tonsen Notes: Heather's younger fraternal twin brother. Name: Mary Buto That means: Dark in Fijian Weapon: Scepter Element: Dark/Spirit Uses: Magic Lives: Twy Notes: A witch from Densetsu city, living in Loopim to study the vampires & werewolves there.

So I haven't really kept track of how long me and Nick have been dating, but I'd say it's been about three months now? Anyway, it's going really good. I do have one problem. The reason I dated Nick, rather than his brother, was because he seemed so much smarter and more deep-thinking than his brother (who, despite being the older twin, is very immature.). Thing is, he has a problem of pretending to be stupid in order to be 'cute'. Which is usually something dumb teenage girls do. Before we dated we would have long talks about siblings and stuff, and how deep his relationship his relationship with his brother is, and sometimes we talked about math theories, books, or science. But for the past two months he's been acting sort of stupid. He talks like a baby, using improper grammar, which REALLY bothers me. He's trying to stop that habit now, but...plus, he seems really lazy. One of the major parts of our relationship is that since he's in a different grade, I can't see him much, and so we text a lot to keep in touch. Before we dated I was irresponsible about keeping my phone charged or on me, but now I charge it every night so I can text him. However, he's acting like I did before we dated-he rarely charges his phone, or forgets it when he leaves his house, or forgets the phone or charger when he goes to his mom's house. Plus, I HATE it when, while texting, I take the time to type out something thoughtful, and all he does is say 'K'. ugh.

If anyone here is a fan of The Angry Video Game Nerd-the guys who does those, James Rolfe, is a HUGE horror movie buff. If you go to his site, along with reviews of The Shining, Maximum Overdrive, and a few others, every October he does a month-long review marathon of horror or monster movies. I stayed up late a few weekends ago watching them. Great stuff.

The only 'blood n'guts' movies I like are ones like Evil Dead. And Arkcher-Hitchcock's awesome. Have you seen Psycho or The Birds?

I sit with my laptop and cats. (In the not-too-distant future) My cats are trying to crawl on my lap. (Next Sunday, A.D.) The cat curls up on my old electronics. (There lived a guy named Joel) This one is Thomas. (Not too different from you or me) I log onto my computer to talk to my friend. (He worked at Gizmonic institute just another face in a red jumpsuit) On my TV an 80s movie plays. (He did a good job cleaning up the place) I log onto my Facebook and ignore Farmville requests. (But his boss didn't like him so they shot him into space) I joined so many anti-farmville pages you'd think they'd stop. (We'll send him cheesy movies) I checked my inbox. I'm excited at first, but... (The worst we can find, lalala) ...It's just a group message. (He'll have to sit and watch them all) I go back and see if I got tagged in any new pictures (and we'll moniter his mind) I did-more anime tagging memes. (Now keep in mind Joel can't control when the movies begin or end, lalala) I'm always 'the crazy one'. ('Cause he used all those special parts to build his robot friends) I guess it fits, but it's so boring. (Robot Roll Call!) I always have to help tag because I'm the only one friends with everybody in the group. (Cambot! Gypsy! Tom Servo! CROOOOOOW!) I never complain about tags...but everyone complains when I tag them. (If you're wondering how he eats and breathes, and other science facts, lalala) Sometimes I feel like my friends don't like me (Just repeat to yourself it's just a show, I should really just relax) Even though there's enough proof they do. (for Mystery Science Theater 3000)

I'm not really big on horror movies-I'm more on books. Mostly Stephen King and H.P. Lovecraft. I typically enjoy movies where the horror is less supernatural and more psychological; 'Cat People' didn't actually have any cat people, but probably wouldn't have been as scary if there were any. And for movies, I usually like movies from the first part of the 1900s, outside of that it's mainly The Shining and Poltergeist that I like. As for what I'm scared of?...honestly, I'm terrified of slugs. That's my number one fear. I don't know why. Other than those, I'm scared of loneliness, mainly.

I went to Dunch (lunch & dinner) with my boyfriend, and then we went to his house where we watched Spongebob, cuddled, played Super Mario Galaxy, and cuddled more. He got me a homemade card, flowers, and a heart pin...and all I got him was pocky and a spanish phrasebook. It was awesome.

[Well Kat, the 'genres' of Lolita are Gothic, Sweet, Shiro, Kuro, Princess, Country, Sailor, Classic, Punk, Guro, Ero, Aristocrat, Wa, and Boystyle. There's also Cosplay Lolita, which is NOT Lolita...but that one could be used for a wannabe character.] [You can message me on You-kn0w-where if you need help with any.] [Yup yup. I've actually been combing through my G&LBs to get inspiration for styles XD This could possibly be considered a spoiler, so highlight to read if you want to know something that comes in later: Ophelia is a Punk Loli, obviously. The other three main characters are a Sweet, a Goth, and a Pirate. But I plan for this whole thing to be pretty loli-licious, so more than just those are gonna show up XD] [boystyle, Sailor, and Guro are my favorites, so be sure to include them. =D]

HOLYICELANDIFORGOTNEWSIES. The best movie ever. (Batman is in it!)

Lyrics that end up as the theme song of certain internet memes.

I'm still in high school and feel left out. XD

Two days passed, and Edna and Cheesemaster had packed suitcases with enough clothing for a three-day stay in Taynio. Cheesemaster put most of his paper-selling money into his typically-abandonded bank account, with enough money for the boat and plane trips, with a small amount of spending money. Cheese Woman, per usual, was asked to sell papers for the boys during their trip; and still, she showed no sign of being sick of constantly having to do their job for them. Cheese Woman never did complain when Cheesemaster asked her to do something for him, mostly because she wanted him to love her back; but, he still saw her as being just a very close friend. Even so, she didn't seem visibly emotional about this fact, being optimistic that someday he would return her feelings. Cheesemaster insisted she was too much like a sister to him. The boys purchased two tickets for the ship, the same Verne boat that Jakob Rabbitt had taken once that gave out books to all the passengers. Cheesemaster appreciated the gift, being a book lover, but was saddened that he already owned the books they gave him. Edna loved the gift, and made a point that he would read the whole thing on the way to and from Taynio. Cheesemaster found this an agreeable mission, and the two got onto the boat. The S.S. verne was a large boat, and was rather expensive. Cheesemaster and Edna had opted for a cheaper room on the boat, a room with just a large bed for both of them, a couch, nightstand, and a small round table. Their bags went on the couch, and the two decided it was easier to just share their bed that night. Cheesemaster fell onto the bed, got out the book he had brought for the journey, and began reading quietly. Edna decided to go off and explore the ship, and wondered if any friends were aboard. Edna left the room, telling his friend he was off to explore the boat. Cheesemaster nodded, and told Edna not to get into too much trouble. Edna carefully shut the door, and walked off. A little bit of pocket money jingled in his pockets, and he decided it was not such a bad idea to get some crackers or a soda from a machine, or wherever else some snacks might be sold. He wasn't sure where some would be, and decided it was best to ask someone-starting with the person he trusted most. "Mr. Cheesemaster!" He said, opening the door. Cheesemaster looked up from his book, grinning. "Done exploring already?" "No, but I want a snack and I don't know where I can get one." Edna said. "Oh, alright. I guess a snack is good to have when you're exploring. Well, I'm not sure, but I think there's some vending machines down the hall." "Vending machines on a boat? Wouldn't they tip over?" Cheesemaster giggled, and said "The machines are probably attached to the floor in a way that they wouldn't tip over if the boat rocked." "Alright, then. Bye for now." "Bye, Edna." Edna went into the room and grabbed his satchel, filled it with a book, a notepad, a pencil, and a handheld video game, and put his money inside it as well, and then left to explore. Edna walked down the hallway, looking around. The boat was really very nice-looking, with shiny brown wooden walls, life preservers as decorations (a concept Edna didn't understand-to him it was like putting life jackets as decorations), shiny gold plates showing the room numbers-to Edna it was like a floating hotel. Edna looked at the signs, also shiny gold plates, which pointed him towards the vending area; he walked through several hallways, until he finally found the vending room. It was a small room with a few lights hanging from the ceiling, and four vending machines-one with soda, one with juice and water, one with snacks, and one had travel supplies in it. Edna walked up to the soda machine and took out an 10 H$ Bill, since that was how much a soda cost-about a dollar in U.S. Money. He ran his fingers oveer the bill, which was orange and decorated with the face of Horatio, until it was as flat as possible. He got ride of any folds and, with Horatio's face up, put it in the machine. The machine whirred for a moment, and Edna was about to select a drink when the H$ came back out. Edna looked at it with curiosity, and took it back out. He flattened it against the machine, and shoved it back inside the machine. It whirred again, and this time he was able to select a drink. He scanned the sodas available, and pushed the button for the one he wanted. The machine whirred a little bit more, and as Edna waited, he heard a voice somewhere nearby, but too far away for him to tell what it was. He waited for his drink to come out, and when it didn't, he looked at the clear glass wall seperating him and the drinks; his drink hadn't even moved from the rack where it was. Hope it's not broken, He thought, and tapped on the glass as if expecting a response. The machine shook a little, and Edna jumped as far away from it as possible in fear. the voice he had heard grew a little louder, and now it sounded like it was someone grunting; he stared at the machine, frozen in fear, as it began to rock back and forth, until he saw something appear in the slot where the sodas dropped; but it wasn't his soda, it was a pair of white ears. Edna bravely walked towards the machine again, and tried examining whatever it was inside the slot; when all of a sudden two big, green eyes appeared, along with the top of a head, and a voice saying "Oh, Hi." Edna screamed and jumped back again as the white head pulled out of the machine, revealing itself to be Kat. "K-Kat?!" Edna said, and breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me to death!" he said accusingly, and Kat's face twisted with mock anger. "Well, maybe I WON'T give you your soda, then. Ungrateful little brat." As she said, Kat was holding the soda Edna had asked for, and he smiled. "But really, you did. I thought it was possessed!" Kat handed the soda to Edna, and began to explain why she was inside the soda machine. "You see," Kat explained, the two of them walking in the hallways towards the dining area where the two would sit and chat, "I was getting a soda from out of the machine, and after putting that Orange Horatio bill in there a bajillion times, I managed to get the machine to take my bill. So I selected my drink, and somehow, the can got stuck! Can you believe it? I thought that only happened with the snacks. I slammed the machine with my fist and also my foot, but that didn't work, which was weird, because usually it does. So, I thought, What if I could just climb up inside the machine and retrieve my drink thataway?" Edna stared in awe. "So I tried it, and guess what-I managed to climb in there and get my drink out! I think I may have turned invisible while I was in there, too." "Kat, are you sure you're not a mage?" Edna asked. "A what?" "A person who uses Magic?" "Nope, I don't think I am." Edna sighed. "Never mind, then." "What are you doing, anyway?" "I'm exploring!" Edna said happily. "Mr. Cheesemaster is in his room reading, and when we get to Hamsterdam we'll take a plane to Taynio to visit his friend there." "You mean Taynio? Oh yea, that guy is cool. Dog Lover and the Anon Brothers live there, too. You'll probably like them. But you should definitely stop by Fried Dragon Palace before you go. There's no Chinese Restaurants up on Taynio. I think." Edna smiled. "I can't wait. Well, thanks for getting my drink for me. I'm gonna keep exploring. Bye bye." "See ya," Kat said to Edna, and she disappeared. Edna, after wondering how Kat may have vanished, chalked it up to Kat's mysterious powers and decided to continue exploring. Edna looked at a map of the boat to see what interesting place he could visit net, and after finding nothing that seemed fun, decided to just go to the deck. Edna followed the various directions and signs on the ship until he was finally outside, where many passengers were enjoying the good Summer weather. The sky was bright blue and there were very few clouds; Edna breathed in the salty sea air, and took a look out into the ocean. The ocean was just as blue as the sky was, and the waves gently rocked the ship about; Edna liked to just sit on the deck and feel the movements. Edna sat on the deck of the ship, watching the waves, and after some time, fell asleep. -------------------------------------------------- "Edna? Edna?" Edna sleepily opened his eyes and found himself on the bed in his room. "Oh, you woke up. I went to the deck so I could read in the sun, and I found you sleeping. Did you get exhausted exploring?" Edna yawned and wiped his eyes. "Mr. Cheesemaster?" Cheesemaster nodded, and got up from the bed where he'd been sitting. Edna sat up, looking around. His satchel was on the bed with him. "What time is it?" "Just in time for us to get a bit of lunch. Are you coming with me?" Edna grabbed his satchel and jumped off the bed. "Of course! I feel fine." Cheesemaster smiled and opened the door. "Alright, then. Let's go." The boys walked down the halls and into the dining area, where passengers were crowded waiting in line to get their food. Cheesemaster looked around, and motioned for Edna to grab his hand so he didn't get lost. Cheesemaster looked around, and eventually the two found a small, square-shaped wooden table with two chairs against a wall. The two made their way over to it and Cheesemaster sat Edna down. "Edna, can you wait here while I get food for us? What do you want?" Edna nodded at the first question, and thought for a bit at the second. "what kind of stuff will they have?" Edna asked, and Cheesemaster looked behind him at the crowd, as if that would mentally tell him what they served. "I'm not sure. I'll go look and come back and ask you again." Edna nodded, and waited patiently, reading the book in his satchel. Cheesemaster adjusted his jacket, looking at the crowd, and wondered how he could get food without rudely pushing or shoving people; but he knew he would try. He squeezed through person after person, apologzing whenever he felt he had bothered someone, until he found the area where the food was served, buffet-style. He surveyed the variety, took a mental note, and went back to Edna. Edna looked up at him, smiled, and asked what there was to eat. "Well, why don't you just come up with me? You could sit on my shoulders as I pick things out for you." Edna, happy at this prospect, instantly said yes; and the two made their way across the crowded room to get food. Edna climbed on top of his friend's shoulders, something he enjoyed doing, and Cheesemaster walked over to the buffet counter to show Edna what sort of food they had. The two picked out assorted foods, both avoiding anything with cheese in it, and then headed back to their table. The two got back to the table, where Kat was sitting on the top of their table, looking thoughtful. "Hi, Kat!" Cheesemaster said. "Uh...why are you on top of our table?" Kat blinked, and then gasped, falling off the table. A few people at tables nearby stopped their conversation and stared for a moment, before shrugging and ignoring her. Cheesemaster put his food on the table, and kneeled down to look at the upside-down Kat. "Sorry Cheese," Kat started, her fedora and monocle on the floor. "I was practicing my teleportation, and-well, I've got the disappearing part down, and the not-leaving-any-particles-behind part, and the not-accidentally-merging-with-a-fly part, but I can never seem to teleport to where I want to go." Cheesemaster smiled at her, not knowing what to say to this, and helped Edna put his tray on the table. "Well, maybe you can join us for our meal, Kat? We'd love to talk to you." Kat stood up, and picked up her hat and monocle and put them back on. "Yea, I'd love to, though I'm not hungry." Kat grabbed an empty seat from a nearby table and pulled it up to their table. "So Kat, this is something I'm not sure if I asked or not, but-why do you wear a monocle? JUst for fashion?" Kat tapped at the monocle. "First off, his name is Bruce." Cheesemaster cleared his throat. "Sorry. So, well, why do you wear Bruce?" Kat stared at him blankly. "I mean-I wear glasses-let's name them Rick and Nick-because I'm horribly nearsighted-" Kat lifted off Bruce and raised him towards Cheesemaster's face, and began speaking in a posh British accent. "Well, salutations, Rick & Nick! I never met a pair of twins before. I'm Bruce." Kat pulled Bruce away and put it back on her face, and after a pause, Kat began speaking again. "But really, I have an astigmatamatism in my eye-" "Astigmatism," Cheesemaster said quietly. Kat ignored him. "...And Bruce helps me with my astigmatism like Rick & Nick help you with your horrible nearsightedness." Kat looked at her friend for a moment as he ate, and then snatched the specs off his face. "Hey-!" "How horrible is your nearsightedness anyway?" She put the glasses on her face, and her eyes shot wide open, and she handed the glasses back at him. "DARN, your sight is terrible! There, I feel even sorrier for you now." Cheesemaster stared at her, his face sullen, and sighed deeply as he breathed on the lenses and cleaned them with a handkerchief. "Well, I have to go get into more shenanigans. See ya." And with that, she vanished. Edna had finished his meal within the conversation, and Cheesemaster, rather perplexed, had barely been able to eat. He looked down at the still fairly full plate, and quickly began to eat it. "I love talkin to Kat," Edna said quietly, and the two did not talk much for the rest of lunch. --------------------------------------------- The boys went out on the deck to watch the sunset, with Cheesemaster reading a book and Edna exploring, hoping to find more children his age. "Be careful," Cheesemaster said. "I don't want you falling in the ocean." "I won't," Edna said. He carried his satchel with him, his cap inside so it wouldn't blow away. Despite it being very old and raggedy, he didn't want it to fall into the ocean-it was his favorite and only cap. Edna walked about, his brown curly hair waving in the wind. He explored, saying hello to everyone he saw. Historic-looking folks he assumed were from Hindenburg, monsterous-looking folks he deduced were from Longdon, and then others who he thought might be from anywhere-probably just people from the Port. He pretended to not be scared when he saw the Longdoners, despite many of them being almost as scary-looking as Dead Deep. Edna was looking around, and the interesting things on the boat, out at the sea, the passengers, or birds and clouds, when he bumped into someone. "Goodness-" He started, his hands in front of him. "I'm so sorry!" A silence, and then came a monotonous child's voice- "It's really alright. It's my fault." Edna put his arms to his sides, and when he looked, he was staring at a boy his age. He had neatly combed, neatly parted raven-black hair, and an-all black suit comprising of a shirt, a dark grey ribbon bow tie, a black silk jacket with ceramic flower-shaped buttons, black short shorts, knee socks, and well-shined black shoes. Matching the outfit, his eyes were large and entirely black-not a single pupil in sight. Edna took a step back. The boy's mouth was a small, unmoving line, and his eyebrows (also black, of course) seemed permanently flat, uncurved, and resting just above his pupil-less eyes. "Are you alright?" He asked, his voice still monotone. "N-No, I'm perfectly fine. I just didn't know there were any other kids aboard the ship." "Well, there's me," The boy said. Edna gulped. "Sorry, but I need to leave right now. My friend who I'm traveling with is probably wondering where I am." Before he could say anything, Edna had sprinted off. "Edna? What's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost." "I saw a little boy, like I was hoping for, but he was so scary...he had...he had no pupils! His eyes were all black!" Cheesemaster lifted his book down and looked at his friend curiously. "A boy...with entirely black eyes?" "And he spoke all weird, too. In monotone. Like a robot-like HAL-" Cheesemaster sat up, and put the book back in his pocket. "Strange," Cheesemmaster said. "Well, maybe you'll see him at dinner." "Mr. Cheesemaster, please, I don't want to go off on my own on this ship anymore. I'm so scared." Cheesemaster picked up Edna, putting him on his shoulders. "That's fine." Edna sighed happily as the two went back into the dining room to eat dinner. --------------------------------------- The rest of the trip passed with no more appearences from strange children or Kat, and the next day they were in Hamsterdam where they headed for the Airport that would take them to Taynio. The airport was large, though not as busy as most airports. Invision was a small planet, and the planet had many means of transportation, including advanced forms imported from other planets by Invisionists. Cheesemaster and Edna walked through the airport, the buzzing noise of chatter all around them. Edna held Cheesemaster's hand so he wouldn't get lost, and with his other hand Cheesemaster pulled their suitcase. The two had already ordered tickets to Taynio beforehand, and they sat snugly in the inside pocket of Cheesemaster's brown coat. They read for the two to be seated at F4, and headed that way as multilingual broadcats were made over the intercoms. Eventually the two found F4, a seating area for people leaving to Taynio; Cheesemaster found a seat, sat down, and put the case beside his seat. Edna sat down next to him. "Let me rest for a little bit, and then, we can go look around if you want. We have about an hour until we have to leave." Edna thought this sounded like fun, and so they rested for a little bit, and then went off to look around. Their first stop was a periodical shop, selling magazines and newspapers from all over Invision, and all over the Universe. Edna looked around with great curiousty, seeing what was going on on other planets, but didn't seem to care about anything else in the shop. The two left without buying anything. Next, they passed an area of restaurants and snack bars, and found an area with duty-free shopping; a perfume shop, a clothing store, a shoe store, and, to Edna's delight, a toy store. Edna didn't have a whole lot of toys, and getting some had never crossed their minds. So, the two decided to check out the shop. A handful of other children were in the store, a few with parents. "Mr. Cheesemaster, if you don't mind, I want to go look around by myself. Can you wait at the front?" "I will. But don't grab too much stuff." "I won't." Edna ran off into the store. The front part of the shop had sale items and the cashier's desk, which was covered with cheap novelties for 30H$ (3US$) or less. Two big tables were at the front too, covered with giant playsets and enormous stuffed animals. In the back, there were aisles of toys, with kids running up and down them. The back wall of the store had even more toys. Edna looked into the aisles to see what they had to offer. He skipped over the one with the fashion dolls and other girly toys, and the one with the more masculine toys-action figures didn't interest him. He finally found a board game aisle, which intrigued him-he loved board games, but they only had chess and checkers at home. Nearly every game was from Earth-for some reason other planets had never really been interested in making their own games of any kind. Edna passed games he had heard of-Monopoly, Life, Sorry, Clue, Candyland-and examined each closely, reading the back of their boxes. Edna looked at every board game, and made a mental note of which ones he thought sounded best before going on into the stuffed animals aisle. The stuffed animal aisle was a beautiful sight for the five-year-old; shelf after shelf of soft, cuddly animals and monsters. Edna ran down the aisle, and looked up at a shelf full of plush cats. He reached up at them, and pulled down a velvety calico cat, and squeezed it tightly. He put the toy back, and on another shelf, saw stack after stack of velve-skinned frog plushi es. The plushies were at the very top of the shelf, and no matter how he tried, Edna couldn't reach them with his own hands-even when he climbed the first shelf. Edna looked around to make sure no children were nearby, and stood back, shut his eyes, and began to concentrate on the first plush he saw-a light green frog plush. Edna grunted, and soon, the plushie was floating in the air above him. He slowly brought it down, and examined the plushie closely. It was very squishy and soft, and most of all it was very cute. "So you're a psychic?" Said a monotone voice, and Edna froze. He slowly turned his head, to see the same black-eyed boy standing next to him. Edna stared at him, scared out of his wits. He hadn't heard the boy walk up to him. It was as if he teleported. "W-where did you...How did you..." "It's ok," The boy said. "I'm not here to hurt you or anything like that. I'm David. And you're Edna, right?" Edna slowly nodded. He was enormously frightened. "I'm sorry, D-david...But I hear my f-friend calling me." David said nothing, instead staying put, his arms behind his back. Edna ran away from David, the frog plush still in his hand, and ran to the front of ths store until he smacked into Cheesemaster. "Edna? Are you alright?" He asked, concerned about Edna. "What happened?" "I saw him again," Edna whimpered. "The little boy with the big, black eyes. He...he saw me using my powers, too. I didn't even hear him walk up to me." Edna was trying hard not to cry, and Cheesemaster picked him up and held him. "It's alright. I'm here now. What did you find?" Edna showed his friend the plush he had picked up. "It's cute," Cheesemaster said, smiling. "Here, I'll get it for you-we have to board soon." Edna wiped his eyes on his sleeve, and insisted on being held by his friend as he paid for the plushie. "Alright, then," Cheesemaster said as they left the store, Edna cuddling the plush and squeezing it tightly. "Let's get our bags and get on the plane." Edna said nothing. -------------------------------------------------- Cheesemaster grabbed the suitcase and, followed the line of people boarding the plane for Taynio. Edna walked next to Cheesemaster, the frog plush held under his arm. The older of the two handed their passes to a man behind the counter, and were soon on the plane, awkwardly moving past people putting their suitcases in overhead compartments through the already small aisles. Cheesemaster constantly had to look back at their passes to see what seats they were in, and to make sure some horrid mistake hadn't seperated the two. Luckily, nothing had, and they sat together-with Edna at the window seat. "Here we are," Cheesemaster said, and Edna scooted over to his seat by the window, which looked out onto the concrete landing area of the airport and a wing of the aircraft. Cheesemaster put their suitcase into a compartment, and then sat down with his friend and pulled out a book to read. "How long will the trip be, anyway?" Edna asked. Cheesemaster thought for a moment. "I'm not sure," He said. "The island is just straight up in the sky, but this is an airplane, not a rocket, so it will take longer than needed to get there. Maybe three hours or two. Either way, you brought a book, right?" Edna shook his head. "We still haven't gone to the bookstore yet to buy books for me." "Remind me to do that when i get home-unless there's a good bookstore in Taynio, then we can buy some there. Well, I guess you could listen to the in-flight radio..." "I can't explore, can I?" Cheesemaster shook his head. "Nope." Edna sighed sadly. "But I can play with my new toy." "That's right!" Cheesemaster said excitedly. "And if you want me to, I'll talk to you." "That's ok. I want you to be able to read." Cheesemaster sighed, and sat back in his chair, smiling warmly, but said nothing. It took Edna a moment to figure out the seat buckles, but he managed to get it by himself just as the same tired announcements all airplane passengers must go through detailing safety. Cheesemaster continued reading through the spiel, though Edna listened carefully. When it was done, he waited for the plane to take off-he was very excited for it-and had a false sense of excitement when the plane started rolling. Edna was about to fall asleep when the plane suddenly was in the air; Edna looked out his window and saw the plane lift off the ground as the runway and airport got smaller and smaller until eventually all of Hamsterdam was just a mass of skyscrapers through the window, and eventually was nothing more than a a big blotch on an island in a blue ocean. He sat back in his chair, squeezing his frog plush, and spent much of the trip looking out the window of the plane, until he fell asleep. Well, he didn't sleep that long though. "Edna. Edna? Are you up?" Edna sleepily opened his eyes to see Cheesemaster, with the folding tray down, his book on top of it, and a flight attendant next to him. Edna rubbed his eyes. "Yea, what?" "They're handing out drinks and pretzels. What drink do you want?" "Do they have any tea?" Cheesemaster shook his head. "Juice?" "Apple, grape, and orange," The attendant said. "Some orange juice, please," Edna said. "I'll have a soda." He specified his soda of choice, no ice please, and the attendant handed the boys two packs of pretzels, two plastic cups, two napkins advertising the airline, and a small bottle of juice and a soda can. Cheesemaster opted for both of them to forgo the cups and drink straight from the containers, so no messes were caused. "The view out the window is so nice," Edna said after drinking some juice. He looked out again, and Cheesemaster leaned over to see what he was looking at. Below them, there was the vast blue ocean between the island where Hamsterdam was, and the Ahshirt island. You could see some of the Adstar islands, with their curious star shapes and purple vegetation, and a few boats and flying machines as well. "Do you think Mr. Leguan is in one of those flying things now?" Edna wondered. "Maybe," Cheesemaster said. "Earlier, when you could see land, everything was...it was in biiiig squares. I don't know what, but it filled me with a feeling. I think it was a feeling of mysteriousness or adventure." Cheesemaster smiled at his friend, who still held the squishy frog plush. He squeezed it tight, annd sighed into its velvety body. Edna slowly drank his juice and ate his pretzels, and eventually fell asleep again as Cheesemaster got back to reading. -------------------------------------------------------- "Come on, Edna-we're here!" Edna's eyes shot open. "We are?!" Cheesemaster nodded. Edna looked around, and saw that indeed, people were getting out of their seats, grabbing their bags out of the compartments, and leaving the plane. Cheesemaster already had their suitcase down. "Here. I'll carry you until we get inside." Edna didn't object to this, and made sure he had his plushie with him before he left. Cheesemaster wheeled off the plane, with the flight attendants wishing him a good trip, and he walked into the Taynio Air & Space Port, which, like most buildings on Taynio, was quaint and modest. It was small, contained few shops or restaurants, and had no advertisements in it. The main feature was a 'Welcome to Taynio!' signboard right over the exit. Cheesemaster put Edna on the ground, and the boy stretched (frog still in hand), ready to go meet new people and see new things. Cheesemaster adjusted his lapels. "You seem really nervous, Mr. Cheesemaster. Are you alright?" "I'm fine, mostly. I always feel awkward with Taynio-he lives in a church (though now it's a church and school), and he's very devout." "And you're an Atheist," Edna said as they began walking. "Mmhmm," Cheesemaster mumbled. "But Taynio's a good friend of mine, ah-a good man all around. He's an alchemist, you know-he studies it with Lexxscrapham...that's his best friend, and a philosopher. And he taught what he knows to the Anon Brothers. You'll like the Anon Brothers." "Are they my age?" Edna asked, looking up at his friend. Cheesemaster shook his head. "No, they're about 12 or 13. Somewhere among those lines. Taynio raised them both." Edna listened to everything intently. "They're orphans," "I guessed." Edna responded. Cheesemaster was silent for a moment, as they reached the doors that led to the Taynio itself. "Taynio is an orphan, too. Seems a lot of Invisionists are." Cheesemaster pushed open the door without another word, and Edna stared at his friend a little longer, and then followed him. Taynio was a lovely place to behold-the plants seemed to have a mystical quality to them, with the regular green grass blending with light pink grass and purple grass. Most of Taynio was wild land, so when viewed from the air, you saw lots of green, pinks, purples, and whatever other colors grew elsewhere on the island. It was a treasure trove for anyone looking for a place to explore. Because the man Taynio was allowed by Hamsterking and Stewart to do whatever he wanted with the island, he chose to build a small town on one part, and insisted on leaving the rest of the island wild and unexplored. There were still parts of the island no one had been to yet, a factoid that sent shivers of excitement down Edna's spine. The 'Port was just a little ways away from the town, which was made up of equally-sized buildings and one huge building (The church/school, they both presumed). The town, which had no real name, was always full of happy life. Citizens of the town talked happily amongst each other. The city on Taynio was generally regarded as a mini-Utopia, of sorts; everyone in the town was kind to each other, and respected each other. There weren't any shops, either; Taynio grew nearly all the food for the townsfolk, and water came naturally from parts of the surrounding areas. Everyone in the town said Hello to the boys, and they both said Hello back, walking until they were on the campus of the new Taynio University-a free all-grades school for Taynians. "Mr. Cheesemaster, are there any schools in our city?" "Just an elementary school," He said. Edna said nothing for a moment, and then gasped. "I'm five! I'll be going into school this Fall!" "That's right!" Cheesemaster said excitedly. "But we'll discuss that later. Come on," And he kept walking up to the building. "Do you think we could leave our suitcase somewhere?" Edna said. "Carrying it seems tiring." "It is," Cheesemaster said. "We'll be staying in an unused dorm room in the University for our stay." "I could take your bag for you," Said a voice. Cheesemaster turned around to find a boy younger than him-a brunette with a striped red & orange polo, denim shorts, shoes and white socks with a stripe. "Blaze! It's you! Is it?" Blaze nodded. "It's me, trust me." The two hugged, and then Cheesemaster looked around. "Where's your brother? I rarely see you two apart." "He's actually up preparing a dorm room for you two. It's near ours. Come on-I'll show you there. Let me take your suitcase." Cheesemaster let go of the suitcase, and Blaze grabbed it and went on ahead. "So, who's your little friend there?" Blaze asked, talking about Edna. "C.C. Edna," Cheesemaster explained, "He's five years old and an orphan from a drawing world. I adopted him." "Heh," Blaze said, "That's like us and Taynio, then." "Us?" Edna asked. "He means him and his brother, Brian." Edna mouted 'Oh'. Cheesemaster jogged ahead so he was walking next to his friend, but not before picking Edna up so he could feel like a part of the conversation. "So, Cheese, I haven't seen you in a while. Besides adoption, what else has happened? I'm afraid we don't get much news here. Taynio says news can be bad for your soul." "Well, I got a job as a paperboy," Cheesemaster quipped. "Cheese woman talked me into that job. But strangely, I like it. Not too long ago there were monsters appearing in Hamsterdam that Mushroom_king, and four of her friends, helped defeat. Turns out on their home planet, Dreamtopia, they helped defeat monsters like that a lot. It was crazy, and a really popular news item for a long time." Blaze listened to this, and other stories of recent happenings up until Blaze stopped in a dorm room. "Here's the spare room you and Edna-is that ok if I call him that?-Ok, that's good. Anyway, this is where you and Edna will be staying." Blaze was about to open the door when it flew open in front of him. Edna looked, and swore the door had flung open to a mirror. The one who swung open the door looked exactly like Blaze; the same height, and the same build, the same brown hair and even the very same striped shirts, denim shorts, shoes, and white socks with a stripe. "Alright, Blaze!" The boy shouted. "The room's done!" Blaze stood there, motioning towards Cheesemaster and Edna, the latter of which was completely shocked-the sight of two people who looked so alike was very strange to him. The Blaze look-alike folded his arms, cocked his head, and stared at Edna. "Who's your friend?" "This is C.C. Edna, Brian. My friend-I adopted him." "I see," Brian said. "What's his problem? He sure looks scared." Edna was still being held by Cheesemaster, and he looked at him. Edna did look rather scared. "I think he's in shock. Edna, this is Blaze & Brian Anon. The Anon Brothers." Edna said nothing. "I...don't know who's the clone and who's the original." "Clones?" One said. They looked at each other, and shook their heads in unison. "No." "I'm Blaze Anon," Blaze said, "and I'm Brian Anon." Brian said. Finally, Blaze & Brian said in unison "We're not clones. We're twins."

We had another stupid assignment today where we had to think about a time someone sang to us and describe the scene as well as write the lyrics of the song. The only person who ever sang to me was my ex-boyfriend and I HATED it when he sang to me. So, the scene I described was me checking my Facebook and the lyrics were from the Mystery Science Theater 3000 theme song. I'll post it once i get the paper back.

[Well Kat, the 'genres' of Lolita are Gothic, Sweet, Shiro, Kuro, Princess, Country, Sailor, Classic, Punk, Guro, Ero, Aristocrat, Wa, and Boystyle. There's also Cosplay Lolita, which is NOT Lolita...but that one could be used for a wannabe character.] [You can message me on You-kn0w-where if you need help with any.]

Right now my hobby is language study. I heard that humans can only speak seven languages fluently, which I hope isn't true, because I want to learn lots of languages. Like, ten or something. Unfortunately, I'm an American teenager, and for the most part, Americans don't wanna learn other languages, and teenagers don't want to learn anything. So, I have very few GOOD resources for learning new languages. I've also taken French classes and they were terrible, and my school only offers three languages-Spanish, French, and German. Last year they had Italian and this year they cut it, and they're considering adding Sign Language as a class. The only easy language for me to find resources is Japanese. Because of anime's popularity there are a lot of people wanting to learn it, and as a nerd, there are lots of resources for Japanese made specifically for people like me.

I believe you have lots of talent. It makes lots of sense why you would think some of the things you are asked to do is dumb. You are far more advanced than most of the people in your class. And the teacher tries WAY too hard to be 'modern', often failing with hilarious results. I could see where that would happen. One big problem is that a lot of my teachers try WAY too hard to identify with the popular crowd, leaving us outcasts in the dust. This year I manage to have a lot of teachers who like me, but the only one I can really relate with is my History teacher. He's a geek, and he's really not afraid to show the class that he is. Even though he makes references to Soylent Green and Chuck Norris Facts in the middle of lessons, everybody likes him.

Especially me. The idea of a team of Lolita Magical Girls intrigues me. Will the story involve a whole team of girls, each with a different Lolita fashion? I could help with that...