Author's note: Lol. This is a random collection of ideas that WILL come together into a cohesive whole at the end! And bear in mind that I wrote most of this after 3:00 in the morning when my mind isn't working it's best. Sooo...
Oh, and...
I haven't posted anything like this in so long... therefore, there may be grammar and spelling mistakes in it, not to mention some plot holes that aren't meant to be there. Some plot holes are meant to be there, to be wrapped up near the end. And no. This is not going to be a 'short' story.
Have fun with the story! ((Seriously - I haven't written anything in a while, so... this isn't up to my standards in terms of description. Not quite yet...))
--------------- Section One:
You are walking about an old chapel when suddenly you happen upon what appears to be a leather bound journal.
Being the curious person you are, you instantly pick it up. Here in dimension 454, books are rare.
They were banned after The King was destroyed, although no one was supposed to remember it. For most of them, they don’t even remember that books existed. It was for their own good that you outlawed them and erased their memories with your abilities…
Now that’s something you ponder daily, where did you get your abilities, and how did you find out about them?
Leafing through the book, you notice that the different entries are by different people – all the handwriting is different. That, and some of the people who wrote i-
That, and some of the people and the anthropomorphic animal (Huh, that’s weird… no time to dwell on that, though.) that wrote in the book have completely different styles of writing. And punctuation.
A little broken bell tries to ring in the back of your mind… something… seems familiar.
Now you begin to search through the book, looking for the beginning. The Mind Police that you instated weren’t supposed to be following you, not yet, at least, as they had not figured out what you had done.
Again, not yet. So you’d better read this thing pretty fast.
Now where’s the beginning… ah… here it i-
/\Jake/\
And so I was. No flash, bang or any other assorted magic tricks. Just… nothing. I was there. Mind you, I still have no idea at what created me, and my ‘memory loss’ wasn’t due to a hit on the head, it was due to me not being for the first forty billion and a half years of the Universe. I was ‘born’ fifteen.
Let me explain. When I said ‘And so I was’ that means literally that I was. I had just appeared in the middle of a courtyard surrounded by granite walls. A stout, squat building was behind me, out of which rushed a plump women wearing a black cloak that gave a green aura.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
“Oh God…” I said. I had the worst headache possible. That could only mean one thing; someone had seriously messed around with reality or time. That just gives me headaches for some reason. Maybe it’s because I can see the very Fabric of time? See, when someone alter space or time, it sends these signals through The Fabric an… never mind. It’s too hard to explain, even to myself. My room was an assorted mess of clothes and electronics. Well, my side of the room at least, my bunkmate (or what ever you call them) had his side of the room decorated with nothing. Literally, nothing. He had the ability to screw reality over – basically; his mind said ‘Reality, I own you.’ And therefore, reality obeyed him. Usually. Anyways, he had created a huge portal in his room that led to another dimension. That dimension was… strange, to put it nicely. So yes, his side of the room was nothing, and I really didn’t want to touch it.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
He had felt a ripple through The Continuum. That could mean one thing.
He was coming to Begin The End.
The King began his preparations for The End and the chaos that would be before.
He would make sure that He would get a fight before The End.
And He would win.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Nora’s Realm/\
The Darkness had begun to engulf her Courtyard. Lady Nora was possibly the last one alive of her dimension – well, other than that one person. Best not to think of him, though.
The only way that she could survive… well… her hopes rode on this one person, known simply as ‘S’.
The Darkness was still a few miles away from her, which meant that she still had a few months. A few months of nothing.
/\/\/\/// The End
/\Jake/\
“Hey! You! Wolf-boy!” The plump teacher was hurrying over to me.
“You need to register before breaking into the school! Get over here!” This was getting crazy pretty fast… I slowly walked over to her across the lush green courtyard (which was filled with pine trees) and told her “I don’t know where I am, so don’t give me any of that ‘legal’ crap.” I then walked straight into what was probably her school. She just stood there with a strange look on her face. In one of the windows, what looked like a fifteen year old girl wearing a green tanktop (which her long blond hair partially covered) was staring out at me. The strangest thing was that I felt like I had seen her before…
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
I glanced out of my small, grimy window just as what looked to be a walking wolf went under my window. The brick walls of the building couldn’t stop me from looking at the wolf-man as he walked into the reception area (I was reading the temporal waves that radiated from his body). From the corner of my eye, I saw Miss Zigguray – a teacher who taught potion making and basic magic – with her hair raising and the grass green aura of her cloak turning into a more violent red.
This did not bode well…
I would have to rescue him because I NEEDED to talk to him before anything happened. I mean, he just randomly appeared in the courtyard with a huge rent in space-time…
/\/\/\/// ???
Short section, just a quick break before you begin on Section Two!
And yes, it was meant to be confusing. The journals are listed in chronological order, they don't all occur at once, they occur within seconds (to hours) of each other.
Section Two:
/\Sobra/\
“Wew!” I said as I fainted from the exertion of teleporting all three of us away from The Darkness.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mike/\
My brother collapsed onto the ground, his dark hair (which he lets grow out – contrary to all of our customs) falling onto the dirt path. The school that we were searching for was right in front of us. Mocha looked up from the compass that she was holding and said “Be careful. I can see many very strong life-forces. This may be… may be…” She looked troubled for a second.
“Mike… where are we? Wait… how do I know your name?” Mocha said.
“Mocha… are you alright? It could be a side effect of The Dark… wait what?” I had suddenly forgotten what I was going to say. Something about a thing that did something to something else. A heavily muscled, dark haired man was on the dirt path in front of me. A red haired girl wearing a green and blue skirt, a gun holster, and a belt with a few knifes in them was standing over this man.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
I had forgotten several items of severe importance to some sort of mission we were supposed to carry out within this dimension. Although I could still grasp that it was probably important, nothing was…
“Oh God! My language! I’ve forgotten my correct language skills and grammary thingies!!!!” I yelled. It was true! I wasn’t thinking quite like I had been just a few seconds ago! This was scaring me…
And so was the big red blob of… life-forces? What are those?
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
Ugh. I had been at this school – it was obviously a school – for just about ten minutes, and I was already getting a lecture for ‘disrespectful behavior’.
Good thing I was able to tune things out so well.
I had been very surprised to find myself at this weird school place, but that was nothing compared to my surprise when I found out I had a tail.
And claws.
And paws.
And other assorted animal parts. Mostly wolf parts, although my eyes were still ‘human’ in nature.
My life kept getting weirder and weirder.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
The King was looking at another dimension falling to The Darkness. A stout woman sat among her throne as The Darkness crept ever closer.
Yes, He was sure of it. The Darkness was coming ever closer.
And he would only be able to protect one dimension.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Nora’s Realm/\
Lady Nora was, indeed, sitting on her throne. She was gazing into a crystal ball, watching her life story. She had been born during The Great Plague of 40,021,554,950. Originally, her parents were going to sell her for food, but when they went to sell her, she had disappeared on the road to the marketplace. Her parents had been worried, as she was only three, and their food supply might be lost to someone else.
But they shouldn’t have worried. Instead of disappearing forever, she was back within the hour. The only problem was that she had nearly destroyed the entire marketplace – not that anyone was around to witness it (other than the trader who was going to buy her) – with her other powers. She was, to put it simply – telekinetic. That and she could create light.
At the marketplace, a hibee had stung her. She was allergic to hibeers, and this allergic reaction caused her mind to go into shock, allowing her subconscious to tap into the vast reserves of energy throughout the Universe. This… well, it simply created multiple wormholes around her, and allowed her to slam nearly twenty thousand small rocks through the roofs of the stalls, and cause a fire that charred the very ground.
Her parents hadn’t even heard the commotion.
/\/\/\/// The End
/\Master Drake/\
There was one last thing he could do. He could set his own player into motion. He could make his own moves. He might be able to win this game yet.
With a sigh, the young man with the blue tipped hair pulled his glasses off and placed a pawn onto the chess plate.
/\/\/\/// The Outpost Of Time
/\Sobra/\
Sobra woke back up. He wasn’t himself.
No, I thought, I’m not myself. Who am I?
Sobra.
How old am I?
Twenty nine million years old.
Seriously?
At your old home, yes. Here, you are nearly sixteen.
Who are you?
Goodbye.
Great. The mysterious voice inside of my head had left me. I opened my eyes to see a (ahem) hot young girl standing over me. She was wearing a green and blue skirt, had the most beautiful, flowing red hair I have ever seen. Her blue eyes were like mysterious oce- “Hey!” She slapped me again. So that was why my face stung like hell.
“So your back w-“ I kissed her perfectly formed mouth.
She slapped me. Again.
“I’m your F[censored]ING SISTER!”
“What…? My sister?”
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
So that’s what getting your tail slammed in a door felt like. “ARRRGHH!!” I yelled. No one could here me because everyone was… out for lunch.
Here’s what had happened, I had just gotten finished being chewed out by Miss ‘Zigguray’ when all of the sudden, the teacher freezes and so does everything else. Everything but the girl that was suddenly at my shoulder. The same girl who had been looking through the window at me. She was still wearing the green tank-top, but I could see that it faded to red at the bottom. She was wearing blue jeans too.
Anyways, I had gotten my tail stuck in the door when I closed it behind me. I was still getting used to the whole ‘half wolf’ thing.
This girl had said her name was Emerald and that she wanted to talk to me. She said that she had wasted a Time Circlet to ‘rescue’ me from that teacher, and its effect would wear off in a few minutes (relative to us).
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
He saw a new player had joined His Game. Higher stakes, higher reward, harder game.
This player was a lowly mortal. He should be able to beat him. Not that it really mattered anyways; no one had ever beaten The King and saved his dimension. He could only save one dimension, and He had already chosen His dimension. He could not afford to be beaten.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Room 1A/\
The TV was always on in the dusty old room. Furniture was piled high against the door. Purple runes glowed with eldritch light. There was a lawn chair that was positioned in front of the old style TV.
Even though this room was one of the last places in Olavagarky, the TV still functioned. This was because it was a multi-dimensional TV; it could pick up broadcasts from the other dimensions.
The young man sitting in front of it was getting excited at the turn that everything was taking. He almost got excited enough to take the furniture off the door and help out with his neighbors.
Almost.
The man that lived in Room 1A was known as John. He wasn’t exactly skinny, had a small beard and a shaved head. He was about seventy five, and in no mood to witness the end of another world.
The Darkness had claimed his world too.
/\/\/\/// The Complex
/\Mike/\
It had been about an hour after we had arrived. Why had Sobra kissed Mocha? Probably because he’d forgotten that she was his sister.
Anyways, we had arrived at this school for no apparent reason. Maybe our parents were hyper-dimensional gods who wanted to – “Woah.”
I had been looking around the little clearing we had appeared in and had caught a glimpse of someone. But this someone was out cold, and for some reason, he reminded me of someone.
“Hey, people who I think are my family… look at this.” Mocha came gallomping over (half-walking, half grumbling). Sobra was still nursing his face – which had a huge bruise on it now – but he came over too.
The man was half hidden in a bush – it looked like he had passed out while sitting up, hit his head on the rock that was behind him, and fell down right there.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
My bro, Mike, called me over with a wave of his hand. He had found something, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to see it. So I gallomped over (half-walk, half grumble) and took a lo – “OHMYGOD IT’S A DEAD PE-“ Faint.
Goddamn my girly-ness.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
I was in the middle of explaining stuff to Jake. He seemed to be taking it pretty well for a new-recruit. “…and that’s probably why you’re here with your mind erased.”
Of course, if I was right – and I usually was with this sort of dimensional time warping stuff – I should be afraid of the wolf man.
The cute wolf *teenager*…
Hm… I wonde-
“SHUTUP! NO!”
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
Emerald had just finished explaining the situation with me. Apparently, I was some sort of super-criminal who traveled through the dimensions using my powers for evil or something. I didn’t really believe it, bu-
“SHUTUP! NO!” Emerald suddenly yelled.
I jumped up and everything started moving a lot slower than I thought it usually did. Emerald was starting to get up, but she was moving as if in molasses. A bird flew past the window – but slow enough that I could have out-walked it.
Something was off.
I walked around the room – I was still normal speed, at least. Emerald had almost gotten up. Her expression was changing from one of embarrassment to one of amazement.
This was starting to get weird.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
Jake suddenly blurred and almost disappeared, but that wasn’t the case. I had started to get out of my chair to apologize. Or something like that. Anyways, he blurred and was gone. I caught him in my peripheral vision as he skated around the room, carefully avoiding the black patch that my roommate created. A great wind was starting to come around.
I could see a huge black crack starting to appear in The Fabric. That wasn’t good.
The Fabric might be able to hold up for another ten minutes or so before collapsing into a wormhole – or worse – a blackhole.
Finally, I got out of the chair. Maybe a second had passed when all that flashed through my mind. Side effect of being able to see time, my mind works faster than most… which meant that Jake must be going at a phenomenal speed.
He un-blurred and passed out on my bed.
His shirt was worn all around and his jeans wear ripped. All over.
Side effect of moving so fast, I guess… but still…
I averted my gaze and put a blanket over him. He was a freaking wolfthing!
This is the weird thing that I was trying to avoid from the start. But when someone appears in the middle of the school courtyard in a blast of time and flux energy, how could I not talk to him?
What if this happens to me with every guy I meet? I mean – he’s half wolf and I like him.
Great. I just admitted it. Not good.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
Sobra looked older somehow. He was whispering to me from across The Line. I didn’t know what The Line was. What was he saying?
Why am I in a sun-room underneath the ground?
What’s that noise mean?
There was a headphone thingy next to me.
I put it on, and suddenly…
“YOU NEED TO WARN HIM! HE MUST NOT KILL Jak…”
Sobra disappeared in a bank of mist.
/\/\/\/// ???
Like I said before, a slightly longer chapter. Still confusing.
Don't worry, Update One is only about 5,000 words long. (I think)
Section Three:
/\Sobra/\
“Mocha? Mocha!?” Jeese. Talk about creepy. She was my sister – or so she claimed – yet I still felt ‘into’ her.
I slapped her. She came to.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Nora’s Realm/\
A pair of eyes peered out from behind Lady Nora’s hall mirror. The tracked Lady Nora as she walked down the hall – no doubt to check on the progress of the darkness.
The owner of the pair of eyes slipped out from it’s hiding place and stalked Lady Nora down the hall.
/\/\/\/// The End
/\Mike/\
The man was dead. Mocha had said so herself before she passed out.
Speaking about Mocha, she needs to get rid of her… outfit. It looked too confrontational.
Sobra had slapped Mocha awake… I think he still likes her, which scares me a little bit.
Especially because it could work – Mocha is his adopted sister. I think.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
I woke up to see Sobra bending over me, his face about three inches away from mine.
I punched him and threw him over my shoulder.
“Stop trying to kiss me! Jeese! I was passed out!”
My cheek stung for some reason.
Wait… why had I been pas-
“OHMYGOD A DEAD PERSO-“
Stupid girly-ness.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\???/\
He had used himself up by erasing their memories. Before his soul had departed, he’d left a message for Mocha.
He would never stop loving her.
And so his soul slipped over the line, after one last glance at Mocha.
Goodbye, he thinks.
/\/\/\/// The Reception
/\Jake/\
I was dreaming about Emerald and me robbing a bank full of platinum bars, getting caught by a goddess, getting our memories erased and sent back in time.
Weird dream, huh?
I felt a soft caress on my neck-fur…
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
My roommate had destroyed his black-patch of nothingness or something… because it was gone now. It had flickered for a second, then… poof.
Anyways…
I was petting his neck, under the chin. He had an almost pure white undercoat fur. And it was soooooo soft…
Did I mention that he had the most interesting ash-grey overcoat fur I have ever seen? Actually, the only overcoat fur I have ever seen. I’m not an animal person.
Suddenly Jake moved, bringing a hand u – I mean – bringing a paw up to his neck. I jerked back.
Jake was still breathing slowly, so he must still be asleep.
I really couldn’t do that again…
Why do I like a wolf-thing?
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
I was having a nightmare. I was in the middle of a giant plain of sorts with some trees off to the side. But there was a huge hole in the ground. Created by me.
I had taken the dirt out of the hole… with my mind. I had then thrown it at this… man.
Actually, coming to think about it, telekinesis isn’t quite as odd as everything slowly down around me until I passed out on…
“AGH!”
Ugh… I had a headache. I remembered Emerald… the school….
I also remembered… like… something to do with me going really fast or something.
Why did I fee-
“Why is my shirt ripped in half?” My pure white undercoat was showing from my chest.
At least my jeans wer-
“Why are my pants ripped all-over? Emerald?”
Emerald wasn’t here. Thank goodness.
It looked like she had put a blanket over me, but I had pushed it off in my sleep. Or my black-out, whatever it is.
Wait… that meant that…
I suddenly felt very awkward.
Anyways…
Something was missing from the room… and it wasn’t my sanity. I don’t think it was, at least.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Sobra, Mocha, Mike/\
The group of teenagers made their way up the winding path that meandered through the forest located outside of Crest High Academy, intent on signing up for the school.
As far as they were concerned, the dead body never existed because Mike, being bored despite the fact that Mocha and Sobra were all detective-y and trying to figure out how this guy died, had looked through the leather pack on his back. Which meant that he’d found his seven seven sided dice.
Mocha had shouted and fainted again, but not before saying ‘IT’S TOO BRIGHT!!!!’ or something like that.
Anyways, Mike, obviously, rolled the dice. The dice came out to a 1231239, a perfect combination.
The body was erased from the time-slip before the group of people ever found it, resulting in a paradox that self-corrected itself by deleting everything that contradicted itself.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Room 1A/\
“Crap,” John thought to himself. The power had gone out again, meaning that his multi-dimensional television set had just turned off. ‘BOOM BOOM BOOM!’ Came from his furniture-blocked door. “LET ME IN!!!! AGH!!!” Came from behind it.
Grumbling, but not without urgency, John got up from his lawn chair and grudgingly pulled the couch and the armoire away from the oaken door.
A fat lady wearing a black robe that was lined in green ribbons stumbled through the door, slamming it behind her.
“THEYWERETRYINGTROGSNETTMYAPOWSFRESTOAGH!!!” She shouted, incomprehensibly. “Well? You came barging into my apartment at the end of the world and all you can say is ‘Hgghgpblahaa’?”
The fat, old, and wrinkly woman gasped in a deep breath and said all at once “IMAWITCH THEYWANTEDMYPOWERS TOTELEPORT AWAY!”
Well, that made a lot of sense. “Well, that made a lot of sense.” John said sarcastically. He began piling the furniture up against the door again. Just as he’d finished (and the witch was still getting her breath back at that time), a banging came from the door.
“WE SAW THAT EVIL WITCH COME IN HERE! YOU CAN’T HIDE FOREVER, WITCH! WE’LL GET OUT OF HERE A- oh no.”
It ended suddenly in a strange way, along with a scream or two.
The witch looked at John and stated in a calm voice that was an octave higher than human ears could pick up “Sinnuboady”.
The glowing, eldritch runes around John’s apartment building suddenly flared up ultra-bright. The Darkness outside of his window flew back about twenty feet, creating land outside. However, it was all magma and primal matter, due to the lack of any other building materials for the new matter (or oxygen for that matter).
/\/\/\/// The Complex
/\Dromaqual/\
I threw a pencil at the sharpener. Perfect hit, causing the sharpener to activate, causing the carefully balanced power in the Complex to suddenly go out.
The residents may be able to concentrate their power to holding me within a cell, but they should know better.
I am, after all, Dromaqual.
/\/\/\/// The Complex, three minutes ago.
/\Dromaqual/\
I am now in a new dimension, unsurprisingly. I have the ability to create huge chains of complicated cause-effect types. Meaning, I could throw a pebble and cause a building to explode.
It’s very useful.
This dimension was called The King’s for a reason, mainly that it was the only one protected by The King. My arch nemesis.
Suddenly, I felt a ***** on my neck.
I fell down and into a deep sleep.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\???/\
I had one last card to play. Mainly, this.
“I’m sorry, Droma. But I can’t let you do what you would have done. Plus, you would have interfered with the business that I must conduct.
Mainly, the erasing of certain teenager’s memories.”
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
Being part wolf can be extremely annoying. First of all, I have a tail. Tails tend to get stuck in doors and such. Secondly, I have to pick my clothes carefully. My pants tend to be below my tail, meaning that they need to be tight or they will be slipping off of my all the time. My shirt, well, if it dips too low, my fur begins to show and that slightly embarrassing, mainly because only girls should have fur cascading out of the top of their shirt. And then there are hats. When I try to put, say, a fedora on (epic look on me, by the way), my ears are all ‘OW!’ So I either have to cut holes for my ears or not wear a hat in the first place.
Luckily, ties are unaffected by my anthro-ness. Which is good, because I look nice [Read: sexy] in a tie and thinly-striped dark grey shirt.
Which was what I had changed into. Although I’ll admit, the blue jeans don’t really go with the white (with a black stripe) fedora on my head. Which I had cut holes in. And I had stolen them.
But I still look nice [Read: amazingly cool/sexy… wink wink]
Too bad there wasn’t anyone around right now. I suppose that part of it is because everyone is at class or something. But still, where is Emerald? I need to apologize for passing out on her bed.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
I had blacked out in the middle of class. Someone had either created a serious paradox and then created another paradox within the first paradox, or someone with immense control over time and space had just gotten into the dimension. Probably both, as I was out for about two minutes. The first minute was to resolve the paradox, and the second minute was to neutralize the ultra-powerful person.
In fact… it felt like when my roommate messed with reality. I hope he is alright. I wake up and… Ms. Zigguray is standing over me. “What happened?”
She knows that when I black out, it means something bad has happened to the time-strip.
So I respond “Ultra-powerful being or a paradox within a paradox. Probably both. Resolved.”
I don’t have enough energy to say any more. Looking around, I find myself in the same classroom that I think I was in when the black-out came. “Where am I, miss Zigguray?” Sometimes I get bouts of me – “Oh crap!” I suddenly yell. “My roommate’s shadowy thing disappeared – and I haven’t seen him in a while! When I blacked out, it felt just like his power… mixed with someone else’s!”
This was bad… and… Jake is still in my bedroom. At least, I think his name is Jake. Oh crap. Again. I’d forgotten about Jake! Actually, that was on purpose, as he reaaaaaaally distracts me.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
He shook His head and stared at Gink. Gink is His twin brother, created at the beginning of time.
Such a shame that he was evil.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Dromaqual/\
I am watching everything that goes on outside. Someone has disconnected me from my body. But how had he been able to sneak up on me? I am able to see all possible time strips and to create a chain of events that leads to one specific outcome. The only way that he would have been able to do that… would be to create a paradox and get me while the paradox was still occurring. And only one person is able to do that.
/\/\/\/// A Safe Place
/\Jake/\
“Hm…” I wasn’t slowing time down again like I had before I passed out. Actually… speaking of which, why had I slowed time down in the first place? Emerald had gotten up… and I’d frozen time, just like that.
Maybe that’s why I’m here.
Speaking of which, I had the weirdest dream while I had been asleep. Emerald had been… caressing my fur. To put it in a ‘normal’ way.
Actually, more like petting it… hah.
“NGHHHH…!” I scrunched up my eyes and concentrated… and…
Nothing.
Well, at least I knew I had the ability to, just not quite to the point where I can bring it on whenever. Plus, I may pass out with ripped clothes… or… and I shudder at this… no clothes. ‘Cause even though I’m a wolf-anthro of sorts, I’m still modest. Kind of.
/\/\/\/// ???
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That was Update One. Tell me what you guys think of it!
(Not every update will have 5,000 words. Most will probably have, at most, 1,000. So no need to worry about SERIOUS text walls ever again... XD)
I wrote this in Word/Macintosh Page, so some formatting errors may have occurred. Not to mention that I didn't edit it, so there may be some 'innapropriate' language... T_T.
I really don't expect someone to actually read ALL of that in one sitting.
*Lacking idea for next post*
I know! I'll go and see if I have any suggestions!
...
Facepalm.
Does everyone hate this so much that they can't even post how much they hate it?
I've had that reaction before, when I posted my own (creative...) origins of Minecraft story. T_T.
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OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
ROFL! Of course it made no sense!
The thing is, this is just the first post. So... the confusing, weird, crazy bits will probably either get even harder to understand OOORRR they will get clarified. And/or.
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OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
ROFL! Of course it made no sense!
The thing is, this is just the first post. So... the confusing, weird, crazy bits will probably either get even harder to understand OOORRR they will get clarified. And/or.
Oi... did I really say that? ...
8:29 ?! I never post stuff like that at that time in the day... hmm...
Anyways, thanks for voting, however, I'd appreciate it if you gave me some pointers/tips...
now let me edit the OP. XD
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OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
In order?! That would mess up the flow of the story. I have put them in chronological order. They occur with relation to each other. Putting them in order - one character tells his/her story would take forever, as well as be very boring due to me having to recount numerous little details.
Don't be ridiculous.
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OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
I have only browsed through this, as it is so very long. Anyways, I'm kind of into these kind of stuff and I get why you jumbled it up a bit and so on because they are different journal entries. Some of the topics are cool like "I can see the fabric of time." but kinda confusing too. That, it just gets there. Yes, it is supposed to be like that for a real journal. Will they get anywhere?
I have only browsed through this, as it is so very long. Anyways, I'm kind of into these kind of stuff and I get why you jumbled it up a bit and so on because they are different journal entries. Some of the topics are cool like "I can see the fabric of time." but kinda confusing too. That, it just gets there. Yes, it is supposed to be like that for a real journal. Will they get anywhere?
Woah. Someone responded. Yes, there is, in fact, a plot. However, I wrote this SOOOO long ago that I am forgetting the EXACT plotline... I think there were two different ones, one including the character that is reading the book, and one including the others.
PS: What do you mean when you suddenly skip to 'That, it just gets there.'? (I wrote this when I was... like thirteen, so I need to review it if people actually enjoy reading this story. XD)
Woah. Someone responded. Yes, there is, in fact, a plot. However, I wrote this SOOOO long ago that I am forgetting the EXACT plotline... I think there were two different ones, one including the character that is reading the book, and one including the others.
PS: What do you mean when you suddenly skip to 'That, it just gets there.'? (I wrote this when I was... like thirteen, so I need to review it if people actually enjoy reading this story. XD)
Sounds good! Is your headache still there?
Will the story get anywhere Or will it just stop at a dead end?
Depends on interest level. I think I have the second update written somewhere... not sure WHERE exactly, but it's somewhere.
But, if people actually like this, then it will not just 'end', but will have an actual plotline that ends with a non-cop-out. Umm... my mom is calling, so I can't go in-depth, not that I think I am required to go in-depth, currently.
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OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
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Oh, and...
I haven't posted anything like this in so long... therefore, there may be grammar and spelling mistakes in it, not to mention some plot holes that aren't meant to be there. Some plot holes are meant to be there, to be wrapped up near the end. And no. This is not going to be a 'short' story.
Have fun with the story! ((Seriously - I haven't written anything in a while, so... this isn't up to my standards in terms of description. Not quite yet...))
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Section One:
You are walking about an old chapel when suddenly you happen upon what appears to be a leather bound journal.
Being the curious person you are, you instantly pick it up. Here in dimension 454, books are rare.
They were banned after The King was destroyed, although no one was supposed to remember it. For most of them, they don’t even remember that books existed. It was for their own good that you outlawed them and erased their memories with your abilities…
Now that’s something you ponder daily, where did you get your abilities, and how did you find out about them?
Leafing through the book, you notice that the different entries are by different people – all the handwriting is different. That, and some of the people who wrote i-
That, and some of the people and the anthropomorphic animal (Huh, that’s weird… no time to dwell on that, though.) that wrote in the book have completely different styles of writing. And punctuation.
A little broken bell tries to ring in the back of your mind… something… seems familiar.
Now you begin to search through the book, looking for the beginning. The Mind Police that you instated weren’t supposed to be following you, not yet, at least, as they had not figured out what you had done.
Again, not yet. So you’d better read this thing pretty fast.
Now where’s the beginning… ah… here it i-
/\Jake/\
And so I was. No flash, bang or any other assorted magic tricks. Just… nothing. I was there. Mind you, I still have no idea at what created me, and my ‘memory loss’ wasn’t due to a hit on the head, it was due to me not being for the first forty billion and a half years of the Universe. I was ‘born’ fifteen.
Let me explain. When I said ‘And so I was’ that means literally that I was. I had just appeared in the middle of a courtyard surrounded by granite walls. A stout, squat building was behind me, out of which rushed a plump women wearing a black cloak that gave a green aura.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
“Oh God…” I said. I had the worst headache possible. That could only mean one thing; someone had seriously messed around with reality or time. That just gives me headaches for some reason. Maybe it’s because I can see the very Fabric of time? See, when someone alter space or time, it sends these signals through The Fabric an… never mind. It’s too hard to explain, even to myself. My room was an assorted mess of clothes and electronics. Well, my side of the room at least, my bunkmate (or what ever you call them) had his side of the room decorated with nothing. Literally, nothing. He had the ability to screw reality over – basically; his mind said ‘Reality, I own you.’ And therefore, reality obeyed him. Usually. Anyways, he had created a huge portal in his room that led to another dimension. That dimension was… strange, to put it nicely. So yes, his side of the room was nothing, and I really didn’t want to touch it.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
He had felt a ripple through The Continuum. That could mean one thing.
He was coming to Begin The End.
The King began his preparations for The End and the chaos that would be before.
He would make sure that He would get a fight before The End.
And He would win.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Nora’s Realm/\
The Darkness had begun to engulf her Courtyard. Lady Nora was possibly the last one alive of her dimension – well, other than that one person. Best not to think of him, though.
The only way that she could survive… well… her hopes rode on this one person, known simply as ‘S’.
The Darkness was still a few miles away from her, which meant that she still had a few months. A few months of nothing.
/\/\/\/// The End
/\Jake/\
“Hey! You! Wolf-boy!” The plump teacher was hurrying over to me.
“You need to register before breaking into the school! Get over here!” This was getting crazy pretty fast… I slowly walked over to her across the lush green courtyard (which was filled with pine trees) and told her “I don’t know where I am, so don’t give me any of that ‘legal’ crap.” I then walked straight into what was probably her school. She just stood there with a strange look on her face. In one of the windows, what looked like a fifteen year old girl wearing a green tanktop (which her long blond hair partially covered) was staring out at me. The strangest thing was that I felt like I had seen her before…
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
I glanced out of my small, grimy window just as what looked to be a walking wolf went under my window. The brick walls of the building couldn’t stop me from looking at the wolf-man as he walked into the reception area (I was reading the temporal waves that radiated from his body). From the corner of my eye, I saw Miss Zigguray – a teacher who taught potion making and basic magic – with her hair raising and the grass green aura of her cloak turning into a more violent red.
This did not bode well…
I would have to rescue him because I NEEDED to talk to him before anything happened. I mean, he just randomly appeared in the courtyard with a huge rent in space-time…
/\/\/\/// ???
Short section, just a quick break before you begin on Section Two!
And yes, it was meant to be confusing. The journals are listed in chronological order, they don't all occur at once, they occur within seconds (to hours) of each other.
Section Two:
/\Sobra/\
“Wew!” I said as I fainted from the exertion of teleporting all three of us away from The Darkness.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mike/\
My brother collapsed onto the ground, his dark hair (which he lets grow out – contrary to all of our customs) falling onto the dirt path. The school that we were searching for was right in front of us. Mocha looked up from the compass that she was holding and said “Be careful. I can see many very strong life-forces. This may be… may be…” She looked troubled for a second.
“Mike… where are we? Wait… how do I know your name?” Mocha said.
“Mocha… are you alright? It could be a side effect of The Dark… wait what?” I had suddenly forgotten what I was going to say. Something about a thing that did something to something else. A heavily muscled, dark haired man was on the dirt path in front of me. A red haired girl wearing a green and blue skirt, a gun holster, and a belt with a few knifes in them was standing over this man.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
I had forgotten several items of severe importance to some sort of mission we were supposed to carry out within this dimension. Although I could still grasp that it was probably important, nothing was…
“Oh God! My language! I’ve forgotten my correct language skills and grammary thingies!!!!” I yelled. It was true! I wasn’t thinking quite like I had been just a few seconds ago! This was scaring me…
And so was the big red blob of… life-forces? What are those?
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
Ugh. I had been at this school – it was obviously a school – for just about ten minutes, and I was already getting a lecture for ‘disrespectful behavior’.
Good thing I was able to tune things out so well.
I had been very surprised to find myself at this weird school place, but that was nothing compared to my surprise when I found out I had a tail.
And claws.
And paws.
And other assorted animal parts. Mostly wolf parts, although my eyes were still ‘human’ in nature.
My life kept getting weirder and weirder.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
The King was looking at another dimension falling to The Darkness. A stout woman sat among her throne as The Darkness crept ever closer.
Yes, He was sure of it. The Darkness was coming ever closer.
And he would only be able to protect one dimension.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Nora’s Realm/\
Lady Nora was, indeed, sitting on her throne. She was gazing into a crystal ball, watching her life story. She had been born during The Great Plague of 40,021,554,950. Originally, her parents were going to sell her for food, but when they went to sell her, she had disappeared on the road to the marketplace. Her parents had been worried, as she was only three, and their food supply might be lost to someone else.
But they shouldn’t have worried. Instead of disappearing forever, she was back within the hour. The only problem was that she had nearly destroyed the entire marketplace – not that anyone was around to witness it (other than the trader who was going to buy her) – with her other powers. She was, to put it simply – telekinetic. That and she could create light.
At the marketplace, a hibee had stung her. She was allergic to hibeers, and this allergic reaction caused her mind to go into shock, allowing her subconscious to tap into the vast reserves of energy throughout the Universe. This… well, it simply created multiple wormholes around her, and allowed her to slam nearly twenty thousand small rocks through the roofs of the stalls, and cause a fire that charred the very ground.
Her parents hadn’t even heard the commotion.
/\/\/\/// The End
/\Master Drake/\
There was one last thing he could do. He could set his own player into motion. He could make his own moves. He might be able to win this game yet.
With a sigh, the young man with the blue tipped hair pulled his glasses off and placed a pawn onto the chess plate.
/\/\/\/// The Outpost Of Time
/\Sobra/\
Sobra woke back up. He wasn’t himself.
No, I thought, I’m not myself. Who am I?
Sobra.
How old am I?
Twenty nine million years old.
Seriously?
At your old home, yes. Here, you are nearly sixteen.
Who are you?
Goodbye.
Great. The mysterious voice inside of my head had left me. I opened my eyes to see a (ahem) hot young girl standing over me. She was wearing a green and blue skirt, had the most beautiful, flowing red hair I have ever seen. Her blue eyes were like mysterious oce- “Hey!” She slapped me again. So that was why my face stung like hell.
“So your back w-“ I kissed her perfectly formed mouth.
She slapped me. Again.
“I’m your F[censored]ING SISTER!”
“What…? My sister?”
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
So that’s what getting your tail slammed in a door felt like. “ARRRGHH!!” I yelled. No one could here me because everyone was… out for lunch.
Here’s what had happened, I had just gotten finished being chewed out by Miss ‘Zigguray’ when all of the sudden, the teacher freezes and so does everything else. Everything but the girl that was suddenly at my shoulder. The same girl who had been looking through the window at me. She was still wearing the green tank-top, but I could see that it faded to red at the bottom. She was wearing blue jeans too.
Anyways, I had gotten my tail stuck in the door when I closed it behind me. I was still getting used to the whole ‘half wolf’ thing.
This girl had said her name was Emerald and that she wanted to talk to me. She said that she had wasted a Time Circlet to ‘rescue’ me from that teacher, and its effect would wear off in a few minutes (relative to us).
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
He saw a new player had joined His Game. Higher stakes, higher reward, harder game.
This player was a lowly mortal. He should be able to beat him. Not that it really mattered anyways; no one had ever beaten The King and saved his dimension. He could only save one dimension, and He had already chosen His dimension. He could not afford to be beaten.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Room 1A/\
The TV was always on in the dusty old room. Furniture was piled high against the door. Purple runes glowed with eldritch light. There was a lawn chair that was positioned in front of the old style TV.
Even though this room was one of the last places in Olavagarky, the TV still functioned. This was because it was a multi-dimensional TV; it could pick up broadcasts from the other dimensions.
The young man sitting in front of it was getting excited at the turn that everything was taking. He almost got excited enough to take the furniture off the door and help out with his neighbors.
Almost.
The man that lived in Room 1A was known as John. He wasn’t exactly skinny, had a small beard and a shaved head. He was about seventy five, and in no mood to witness the end of another world.
The Darkness had claimed his world too.
/\/\/\/// The Complex
/\Mike/\
It had been about an hour after we had arrived. Why had Sobra kissed Mocha? Probably because he’d forgotten that she was his sister.
Anyways, we had arrived at this school for no apparent reason. Maybe our parents were hyper-dimensional gods who wanted to – “Woah.”
I had been looking around the little clearing we had appeared in and had caught a glimpse of someone. But this someone was out cold, and for some reason, he reminded me of someone.
“Hey, people who I think are my family… look at this.” Mocha came gallomping over (half-walking, half grumbling). Sobra was still nursing his face – which had a huge bruise on it now – but he came over too.
The man was half hidden in a bush – it looked like he had passed out while sitting up, hit his head on the rock that was behind him, and fell down right there.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
My bro, Mike, called me over with a wave of his hand. He had found something, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to see it. So I gallomped over (half-walk, half grumble) and took a lo – “OHMYGOD IT’S A DEAD PE-“ Faint.
Goddamn my girly-ness.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
I was in the middle of explaining stuff to Jake. He seemed to be taking it pretty well for a new-recruit. “…and that’s probably why you’re here with your mind erased.”
Of course, if I was right – and I usually was with this sort of dimensional time warping stuff – I should be afraid of the wolf man.
The cute wolf *teenager*…
Hm… I wonde-
“SHUTUP! NO!”
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
Emerald had just finished explaining the situation with me. Apparently, I was some sort of super-criminal who traveled through the dimensions using my powers for evil or something. I didn’t really believe it, bu-
“SHUTUP! NO!” Emerald suddenly yelled.
I jumped up and everything started moving a lot slower than I thought it usually did. Emerald was starting to get up, but she was moving as if in molasses. A bird flew past the window – but slow enough that I could have out-walked it.
Something was off.
I walked around the room – I was still normal speed, at least. Emerald had almost gotten up. Her expression was changing from one of embarrassment to one of amazement.
This was starting to get weird.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
Jake suddenly blurred and almost disappeared, but that wasn’t the case. I had started to get out of my chair to apologize. Or something like that. Anyways, he blurred and was gone. I caught him in my peripheral vision as he skated around the room, carefully avoiding the black patch that my roommate created. A great wind was starting to come around.
I could see a huge black crack starting to appear in The Fabric. That wasn’t good.
The Fabric might be able to hold up for another ten minutes or so before collapsing into a wormhole – or worse – a blackhole.
Finally, I got out of the chair. Maybe a second had passed when all that flashed through my mind. Side effect of being able to see time, my mind works faster than most… which meant that Jake must be going at a phenomenal speed.
He un-blurred and passed out on my bed.
His shirt was worn all around and his jeans wear ripped. All over.
Side effect of moving so fast, I guess… but still…
I averted my gaze and put a blanket over him. He was a freaking wolf thing!
This is the weird thing that I was trying to avoid from the start. But when someone appears in the middle of the school courtyard in a blast of time and flux energy, how could I not talk to him?
What if this happens to me with every guy I meet? I mean – he’s half wolf and I like him.
Great. I just admitted it. Not good.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
Sobra looked older somehow. He was whispering to me from across The Line. I didn’t know what The Line was. What was he saying?
Why am I in a sun-room underneath the ground?
What’s that noise mean?
There was a headphone thingy next to me.
I put it on, and suddenly…
“YOU NEED TO WARN HIM! HE MUST NOT KILL Jak…”
Sobra disappeared in a bank of mist.
/\/\/\/// ???
Like I said before, a slightly longer chapter. Still confusing.
Don't worry, Update One is only about 5,000 words long. (I think)
Section Three:
/\Sobra/\
“Mocha? Mocha!?” Jeese. Talk about creepy. She was my sister – or so she claimed – yet I still felt ‘into’ her.
I slapped her. She came to.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Nora’s Realm/\
A pair of eyes peered out from behind Lady Nora’s hall mirror. The tracked Lady Nora as she walked down the hall – no doubt to check on the progress of the darkness.
The owner of the pair of eyes slipped out from it’s hiding place and stalked Lady Nora down the hall.
/\/\/\/// The End
/\Mike/\
The man was dead. Mocha had said so herself before she passed out.
Speaking about Mocha, she needs to get rid of her… outfit. It looked too confrontational.
Sobra had slapped Mocha awake… I think he still likes her, which scares me a little bit.
Especially because it could work – Mocha is his adopted sister. I think.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Mocha/\
I woke up to see Sobra bending over me, his face about three inches away from mine.
I punched him and threw him over my shoulder.
“Stop trying to kiss me! Jeese! I was passed out!”
My cheek stung for some reason.
Wait… why had I been pas-
“OHMYGOD A DEAD PERSO-“
Stupid girly-ness.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\???/\
He had used himself up by erasing their memories. Before his soul had departed, he’d left a message for Mocha.
He would never stop loving her.
And so his soul slipped over the line, after one last glance at Mocha.
Goodbye, he thinks.
/\/\/\/// The Reception
/\Jake/\
I was dreaming about Emerald and me robbing a bank full of platinum bars, getting caught by a goddess, getting our memories erased and sent back in time.
Weird dream, huh?
I felt a soft caress on my neck-fur…
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
My roommate had destroyed his black-patch of nothingness or something… because it was gone now. It had flickered for a second, then… poof.
Anyways…
I was petting his neck, under the chin. He had an almost pure white undercoat fur. And it was soooooo soft…
Did I mention that he had the most interesting ash-grey overcoat fur I have ever seen? Actually, the only overcoat fur I have ever seen. I’m not an animal person.
Suddenly Jake moved, bringing a hand u – I mean – bringing a paw up to his neck. I jerked back.
Jake was still breathing slowly, so he must still be asleep.
I really couldn’t do that again…
Why do I like a wolf-thing?
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
I was having a nightmare. I was in the middle of a giant plain of sorts with some trees off to the side. But there was a huge hole in the ground. Created by me.
I had taken the dirt out of the hole… with my mind. I had then thrown it at this… man.
Actually, coming to think about it, telekinesis isn’t quite as odd as everything slowly down around me until I passed out on…
“AGH!”
Ugh… I had a headache. I remembered Emerald… the school….
I also remembered… like… something to do with me going really fast or something.
Why did I fee-
“Why is my shirt ripped in half?” My pure white undercoat was showing from my chest.
At least my jeans wer-
“Why are my pants ripped all-over? Emerald?”
Emerald wasn’t here. Thank goodness.
It looked like she had put a blanket over me, but I had pushed it off in my sleep. Or my black-out, whatever it is.
Wait… that meant that…
I suddenly felt very awkward.
Anyways…
Something was missing from the room… and it wasn’t my sanity. I don’t think it was, at least.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Sobra, Mocha, Mike/\
The group of teenagers made their way up the winding path that meandered through the forest located outside of Crest High Academy, intent on signing up for the school.
As far as they were concerned, the dead body never existed because Mike, being bored despite the fact that Mocha and Sobra were all detective-y and trying to figure out how this guy died, had looked through the leather pack on his back. Which meant that he’d found his seven seven sided dice.
Mocha had shouted and fainted again, but not before saying ‘IT’S TOO BRIGHT!!!!’ or something like that.
Anyways, Mike, obviously, rolled the dice. The dice came out to a 1231239, a perfect combination.
The body was erased from the time-slip before the group of people ever found it, resulting in a paradox that self-corrected itself by deleting everything that contradicted itself.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Room 1A/\
“Crap,” John thought to himself. The power had gone out again, meaning that his multi-dimensional television set had just turned off.
‘BOOM BOOM BOOM!’ Came from his furniture-blocked door. “LET ME IN!!!! AGH!!!” Came from behind it.
Grumbling, but not without urgency, John got up from his lawn chair and grudgingly pulled the couch and the armoire away from the oaken door.
A fat lady wearing a black robe that was lined in green ribbons stumbled through the door, slamming it behind her.
“THEYWERETRYINGTROGSNETTMYAPOWSFRESTOAGH!!!” She shouted, incomprehensibly. “Well? You came barging into my apartment at the end of the world and all you can say is ‘Hgghgpblahaa’?”
The fat, old, and wrinkly woman gasped in a deep breath and said all at once “IMAWITCH THEYWANTEDMYPOWERS TOTELEPORT AWAY!”
Well, that made a lot of sense. “Well, that made a lot of sense.” John said sarcastically. He began piling the furniture up against the door again. Just as he’d finished (and the witch was still getting her breath back at that time), a banging came from the door.
“WE SAW THAT EVIL WITCH COME IN HERE! YOU CAN’T HIDE FOREVER, WITCH! WE’LL GET OUT OF HERE A- oh no.”
It ended suddenly in a strange way, along with a scream or two.
The witch looked at John and stated in a calm voice that was an octave higher than human ears could pick up “Sinnuboady”.
The glowing, eldritch runes around John’s apartment building suddenly flared up ultra-bright. The Darkness outside of his window flew back about twenty feet, creating land outside. However, it was all magma and primal matter, due to the lack of any other building materials for the new matter (or oxygen for that matter).
/\/\/\/// The Complex
/\Dromaqual/\
I threw a pencil at the sharpener. Perfect hit, causing the sharpener to activate, causing the carefully balanced power in the Complex to suddenly go out.
The residents may be able to concentrate their power to holding me within a cell, but they should know better.
I am, after all, Dromaqual.
/\/\/\/// The Complex, three minutes ago.
/\Dromaqual/\
I am now in a new dimension, unsurprisingly. I have the ability to create huge chains of complicated cause-effect types. Meaning, I could throw a pebble and cause a building to explode.
It’s very useful.
This dimension was called The King’s for a reason, mainly that it was the only one protected by The King. My arch nemesis.
Suddenly, I felt a ***** on my neck.
I fell down and into a deep sleep.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\???/\
I had one last card to play. Mainly, this.
“I’m sorry, Droma. But I can’t let you do what you would have done. Plus, you would have interfered with the business that I must conduct.
Mainly, the erasing of certain teenager’s memories.”
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Jake/\
Being part wolf can be extremely annoying. First of all, I have a tail. Tails tend to get stuck in doors and such. Secondly, I have to pick my clothes carefully. My pants tend to be below my tail, meaning that they need to be tight or they will be slipping off of my all the time. My shirt, well, if it dips too low, my fur begins to show and that slightly embarrassing, mainly because only girls should have fur cascading out of the top of their shirt. And then there are hats. When I try to put, say, a fedora on (epic look on me, by the way), my ears are all ‘OW!’ So I either have to cut holes for my ears or not wear a hat in the first place.
Luckily, ties are unaffected by my anthro-ness. Which is good, because I look nice [Read: sexy] in a tie and thinly-striped dark grey shirt.
Which was what I had changed into. Although I’ll admit, the blue jeans don’t really go with the white (with a black stripe) fedora on my head. Which I had cut holes in. And I had stolen them.
But I still look nice [Read: amazingly cool/sexy… wink wink]
Too bad there wasn’t anyone around right now. I suppose that part of it is because everyone is at class or something. But still, where is Emerald? I need to apologize for passing out on her bed.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\Emerald/\
I had blacked out in the middle of class. Someone had either created a serious paradox and then created another paradox within the first paradox, or someone with immense control over time and space had just gotten into the dimension. Probably both, as I was out for about two minutes. The first minute was to resolve the paradox, and the second minute was to neutralize the ultra-powerful person.
In fact… it felt like when my roommate messed with reality. I hope he is alright. I wake up and… Ms. Zigguray is standing over me. “What happened?”
She knows that when I black out, it means something bad has happened to the time-strip.
So I respond “Ultra-powerful being or a paradox within a paradox. Probably both. Resolved.”
I don’t have enough energy to say any more. Looking around, I find myself in the same classroom that I think I was in when the black-out came. “Where am I, miss Zigguray?” Sometimes I get bouts of me – “Oh crap!” I suddenly yell. “My roommate’s shadowy thing disappeared – and I haven’t seen him in a while! When I blacked out, it felt just like his power… mixed with someone else’s!”
This was bad… and… Jake is still in my bedroom. At least, I think his name is Jake. Oh crap. Again. I’d forgotten about Jake! Actually, that was on purpose, as he reaaaaaaally distracts me.
/\/\/\/// ???
/\The King/\
He shook His head and stared at Gink. Gink is His twin brother, created at the beginning of time.
Such a shame that he was evil.
/\/\/\/// Out of Time
/\Dromaqual/\
I am watching everything that goes on outside. Someone has disconnected me from my body. But how had he been able to sneak up on me? I am able to see all possible time strips and to create a chain of events that leads to one specific outcome. The only way that he would have been able to do that… would be to create a paradox and get me while the paradox was still occurring. And only one person is able to do that.
/\/\/\/// A Safe Place
/\Jake/\
“Hm…” I wasn’t slowing time down again like I had before I passed out. Actually… speaking of which, why had I slowed time down in the first place? Emerald had gotten up… and I’d frozen time, just like that.
Maybe that’s why I’m here.
Speaking of which, I had the weirdest dream while I had been asleep. Emerald had been… caressing my fur. To put it in a ‘normal’ way.
Actually, more like petting it… hah.
“NGHHHH…!” I scrunched up my eyes and concentrated… and…
Nothing.
Well, at least I knew I had the ability to, just not quite to the point where I can bring it on whenever. Plus, I may pass out with ripped clothes… or… and I shudder at this… no clothes. ‘Cause even though I’m a wolf-anthro of sorts, I’m still modest. Kind of.
/\/\/\/// ???
That was Update One. Tell me what you guys think of it!
(Not every update will have 5,000 words. Most will probably have, at most, 1,000. So no need to worry about SERIOUS text walls ever again... XD)
I wrote this in Word/Macintosh Page, so some formatting errors may have occurred. Not to mention that I didn't edit it, so there may be some 'innapropriate' language... T_T.
I really don't expect someone to actually read ALL of that in one sitting.
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
Me: D;
You: <-O-> yawwnn...
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
I know! I'll go and see if I have any suggestions!
...
Facepalm.
Does everyone hate this so much that they can't even post how much they hate it?
I've had that reaction before, when I posted my own (creative...) origins of Minecraft story. T_T.
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
The thing is, this is just the first post. So... the confusing, weird, crazy bits will probably either get even harder to understand OOORRR they will get clarified. And/or.
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
I hate And/or.
Not the best story ever, it's OK.
8:29 ?! I never post stuff like that at that time in the day... hmm...
Anyways, thanks for voting, however, I'd appreciate it if you gave me some pointers/tips...
now let me edit the OP. XD
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
Don't be ridiculous.
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
TT2000, you are genius.
Woah. Someone responded. Yes, there is, in fact, a plot. However, I wrote this SOOOO long ago that I am forgetting the EXACT plotline... I think there were two different ones, one including the character that is reading the book, and one including the others.
PS: What do you mean when you suddenly skip to 'That, it just gets there.'? (I wrote this when I was... like thirteen, so I need to review it if people actually enjoy reading this story. XD)
Sounds good! Is your headache still there?
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."
But, if people actually like this, then it will not just 'end', but will have an actual plotline that ends with a non-cop-out. Umm... my mom is calling, so I can't go in-depth, not that I think I am required to go in-depth, currently.
OnceInALongTime: "You confuse me, Mage. Amazability should be a word so I could describe your words."