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The Get To Know Your Character Game - The Sky is the Limit!
Me: *jumps backwards and smacks Jonathan across face* Get away from me!Robert: Ahhh!
Jonathan: *shrinks away from Morgan's hand*Me: I'm sorry Morgan!
Jonathan: W-where-where's Al-Alice?
Me: Um....I don't know how to tell you...
Cari: *poofs in*
Me: Oh, hi Cari...*contemplates an escape plan*
Cari: She probably killed her off! Like she did with my family and everyone else!
Jonathan: *starts crying* I'm only fourteen! Why'd you have to kill off Alice! She was the best thing-the only-the only good- she was the only person who ever cared about-about...
Me: *smacks forehead*
Me: -stares up at ceiling and at walls- Wow. Every time I come here this place seems to get more and more interesting...Charlie: -sighs- -lounges about on couch- -flicks back hair- I'm so booooored...
Me: -looks over at Charlie- Why?
Charlie: -sits up- 'Cause you've brought me here and don't ever say anything.
Me: --
Charlie: I could be going inside right now! But instead I'm stuck here again, with you, until you decide to write something new, instead of revising something hold.
Me: -grins- I'm sorry. I like editing things.
Charlie: Can't you just let me see my father? Why do you have to make all this stuff difficult for me?
Me: Because life is not easy. And it's not fair.
Charlie: I'm a fictional character, life can be however you imagine it!
Me: You're right... -starts daydreaming about making Charlie fall down stairs- I wonder...
Charlie: ...wonder what?
Me: -snaps out of it- Huh? -spots Charlie- -grins- Nothing...
Me: *looks at Roshan* Robert: Bergin was here? Oh, that explains a lot.
Me: What?
Robert: NOTHING, ie NOTHING is normal wherever he is. It's like he just can't take normal.
Me: The story would be borring if you went normal places!
Robert: So? I'd like it.
Me: But I wouldn't. Anyway... *looks up at Riley* It's good. Just... *edges away from Jonathan*
Me: Okay, I'll make Jonathan poof away because, in truth, he is getting a bit annoying.Jonathan: Wha-*poofs*
Me: Crap.
Cari: *jumps up with knife* What?
Me: I'm alone with you.
Cari: I'm not a villain! You killed off my family! My friends! Everyone I've ever known!
Me: got to type faster! hurry, um I need a character.....someone who can protect me...UGH! Every character I've ever had probably hates me!
Cari: And why wouldn't they?
Me: *runs away*
Oh, I feel so guilty! all my characters hate me! It's not my fault I have to make their lives miserable! If I didn't it wouldn't be interesting!
Me: You don't have to explain OR feel guilty. As writers it's our jobs to ruin our character's lives.Robert: *starts to hyperventalate* What? WHAT!?!?! You're not planning anything, are you!?!?!
Me: *sigh* No, calm down. I just haven't writen anything new because I'm going back and editing everything.
Robert: *relaxes*
Me: Anyway, you can hide with me, Riley!
Ashlyn:Why isn't it working? *she says screaming*
Lynella:*glances at me with scowl*
ME:I already told you!
Ashlyn:Then let's take this outside.
Lynella:My pleasure.
Me:Please no.*no one listens.*
Lynella:*glances at me with scowl*
ME:I already told you!
Ashlyn:Then let's take this outside.
Lynella:My pleasure.
Me:Please no.*no one listens.*
Me: Thanks Morgan!Cari: *advances slowly on Cali, who I'm hiding behind*
Cari: I'll cut through you too if I have too!
*phone rings*
Cari: *puts it on speaker*
Phone voice: Hello, please join the RHS. Donate to get Riley, well hated author, eliminated from this life. Thank you.
Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Me: I'll make you poof away! I swear I will! Cari: HA! I bet you would!
Me: *stares guiltily at Cari* I'm sorry I killed off everyone you knew. But don't worry! I'll give you a happy ending!
Cari: Any ending would be happy! But why do you save me when I kill myself! I did so much evil things in my life, and you let me live! Yet Andrew, m-my baby, you kill him!
Me: *whispering* I'm sorry.
Cari: *poofs away*
Me: *sits down to contemplate*
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Mirno:I don't have a clue what you are talking about.
Me:Well other authors have conversations with their characters and I'm sure that each other is in a different place. I mean, we are isolated, but we can hear others and they can hear us.
Mirno:Speaking of, Why is it so dark in here? And why are we standing when there are two chairs right there.
Me:I'm not sure why it's dark in here. I don't think I could make it light. And we are standing because I usually only sit when I'm with very familiar characters. But we can sit anyways.
Mirno:*sits down* Are you sure that you can't make it light?
Me:*sits as well*I'm sure. Sorry. But we can see each other just fine anyways. Besides, aren't you about at night a lot?
Mirno:No. We may not be human, and we may seem to be immortal to humans, but we aren't either, and we need sleep and food and water still. The Only time we go out at night is when there is a serious problem. *pauses* How did I know all that?
Me:I don't know, but I'll give it a name and definition right now. Maybe it'll make it into the dictionary.
It's Future Memory, which is remembering something that will happen but hasn't yet. It is commen with characters, as their authors have a vague plan of their future.
Mirno:okay...
Me:C'mon, give me credit for trying!
Mirno:Well, I guess you answered my question...
Me:Yes, i did
Mirno:so I suppose I have to give you credit for that one. But how about this one: Why can you see me if you're human.
Me:That's easy. First, I'm your creator. Second, your outside the story where no laws besides gravity and friction exist. And maybe some other stuff that has to do with physics.
Mirno:I see. Well, I think I had better get back to Tisina and the Humans. It would be bad if I deserted them.
Me:Bye
Me: I guess we all sorta run together.....Robert: *looks around* So where are we? I can't tell untill you describe it.
Me: *thinks* Well, obviously not at the battle, considering your manor, I don't think in a room......... Shall we say a riverbank? With the other authers around as indistinct shapes and voices unless we join in a conversation of something with them? Because then we'd be wherever they are.
Robert: *tosses a stone into water* I guess.
Me: *watches ripples*
Me:Whoa, that came out of nowhere. I've been wondering where all these thoughts have been coming from.
Ashlyn:What are you talking about?
Me:Nothing, nothing.
Ashlyn:What are you talking about?
Me:Nothing, nothing.
Me: *looks around riverbank* This is very peaceful.........Robert: Where'd you get this?
Me: Hmm? Oh, I dunno, I guess it's sorta a mix of places I've seen.........
Robert: It's nice.
Me: I sort of envisioned the place where we were at as this big white room and the authors were interviewing the characters.....but, I guess that we're all in invisible cubicles until we break the boundaries....my brain hurts...
Me: I used the room theory once, but other than that, I've mostly been outside........
Me: Yeah, the idea's a bit creepy..... *thinks* It's hard to describe how it looks to me.....Robert: *sleepily* It looks like peace, for once, to me.
Me: *rolls eyes*
Robert: *snores*
Me: *grins* Just like my brother.
ME:*sits back and watches as a fight breaks out between Lynella and Ashlyn. And if you've never seen two Dreamer's fight, then I encourage you to put it on your bucket list.* Now if either of you two kill eachother, i'm going to have to think up of some brilliant way to bring you back to civilization.
Ashlyn:We aren't even supposed to exist, so why do it anyway?
Me:Because I love you that way.
Lynella:Well I don't love you.
Me:I figured as much.
Ashlyn:We aren't even supposed to exist, so why do it anyway?
Me:Because I love you that way.
Lynella:Well I don't love you.
Me:I figured as much.
Me: Well, it's white until we write stuff into it.Ava: Where am I?
Me: Well, we're trying to work that out right now.
Ava: You mean you don't know?
Me: *sigh* No, I don't, we're trying to decide.
Ava: *sits down and contemplates*
Me: I don't think we're ever going to figure it out; eventualy it'll become religious........
Me: heeheeAva: What are you laughing about? I'm hopelessly lost!
Me: Okay, maybe I'll send you back.
Ava: *poof*
((It's like it's one of those things that's impossible to know. Like whether the Big Bang created us or God did.))
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((ya.))
Me:*fight continues on, I wait in boredom to see if I need to bring someone back to life or not.*
Me:*fight continues on, I wait in boredom to see if I need to bring someone back to life or not.*
Me: Where is everyone?Robert: *snores*
Me: *sigh* *Robert dissapears*
Me: *falls over in shock* YOU'RE A COLLEGE STUDENT!?!?!?!?!?Theifsoul: College?
Me: *stares with mouth open from floor*
Theifsoul: Hello? *waves paw* Has StarClan claimed you?
Me: *awkwardly* Sorry, when I can't see people, I usually end up judging their age by how they post.... Kinda like how your mind fills in narrative gaps so the writer doesn't always have to write 'He brushed his hair. He did this, he did that' all the time. I thought you were around my age........ *burns bright red* Sorry.Theifsoul: That's a most interesting color.....
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Me: So what is your secret? Why are you so sick? AND WHAT SHOULD YOUR NAME BE?!?!?!?
Strike Charrie: You should no! You wrote me!
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Dani: Are you on CRACK!
Strike Charrie: DO'NT MAKE FUN OF MY CRATOR!
Me:Crap, Ashlyn died this time. Which means for me . . .
Lynella:Yes! The girl is finally dead!
Lynella:Yes! The girl is finally dead!
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June: Yeah, what is it?
Me: Before I get to doing it, and before you get mad at me for doing it, I want to apologize for what is about to happen to you. It's not my fault, it's the way things must be. I also want to give you a warning to not completely lose yourself, because there WILL be a light at the end of the tunnel, I swear.
June: *edges away* What are you going to do.
Me: I'm not going to do it, somebody else will. And you will find out soon enough.
Me: Hey. Alice: Hello.
Me: So....
Alice: Am I dead?
Me: No, if you were you'd be in a different discussion.
Alice: Oh. Where am I then?
Me: Uh, we sorta had a conversation a few posts back but, uh, could we talk about something else?
Alice: Uh, sure.
Me: So....
Alice: So....
Me: You're the village doctor, right? that must be interesting.
Alice: Yeah. Did you know that a hunter came to me the other day saying that a wolf-man attacked him?
Me: *pretends to look surprised* Where would he get an idea like that?
Alice: He was probably hallucinating.
Me: Yeah...
Alice:....
Me: No, I'm not 10. I've been told I LOOK 10, but I'm older than that...... I'm embarrased because I seem to notice every little thing words can imply, unless it's dirty, which I don't get at all...... To me, it sounded like I was saying your writing style was younger, but I didn't mean that, I just..... *blushes deeper*Thiefsoul: Would you stop that? You look like you're choking, and if you are, I'm going to get blamed.
Butterflypath: For something you didn't do, for once!
Theifsoul: *gulps* H-hello Butterflypath.
Butterflypath: *smiles* Hello Thiefsoul. *sits down* Now, are you going to stop terrorizing the writers?
Theifsoul: *nodds hurridly* *edges away*
Me: Your characters seem really interesting Grace and Morgan!Alice: Whom are you? May I ask?
Me:Better get her back quick.
((Ashlyn. She died, or did she???))
Me: Oh. Okay.Thiefsoul: *edges futher away from Butterflypath* *runs into me* Oww....
Butterflypath: *hides a smile*
Me: *thinks* Butterflypath, how can I plot with him like this?
Butterflypath: You can't. That's the point.
Me: I need him!
Butterflypath: And we all need some peace.
Me: *glowers*
Me:Hello is anyone here?(voices echos)Me:Hello?
Everyone:Rainy were have you been?
Me:I've been busy, you know the usual.
Sam:So you started highschool, is that right?
Me:Si
Henry:She is also taking spanish.
Me:Oh no you guys are spying on me!
Sam:Close but no just watching.
Me:Same thing.
Knox:Not really.
Me:Well off the subject. How have you guys been?
Adrian:Bored out of minds!
Me:I'm sorry but i have a life.
James:Not here you dont
Me:Yeah i kind of do.
Jamie:Well give us something to do.
Me:Nothing comes to mind.
*Everyone sits down and looks bored.*
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Harold:What?
Me:I'm trying to keep them from being bored.
Harold: Okay...
Me:Oh, and I have to say this: I'm REALY sorry for what is about to happen.
Harold:Uh oh.
Me:Yep. that pretty much sums it up. But there is a sliver of wood among the sawdust that survived the saw.
Harold:I'm not even going to ask what you meant by that.
Me: I'm so annoyed. I can't talk to anyone at the moment. *thinking* One month left, then November! *non-thinking* Yes! Then I can talk to Carter, and find out why he's so obsessed with this girl.
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Me: I wish. It would be kind of ... hey! That's a great idea!*me bringeth in Carter*
Carter: What the heck am I doing here? -sees me- Who the heck are you?
Me: I am your conscience. Ooooooh.
Carter: --
Me: Just kidding.
Carter: --
Me: Oh come on! It was only a joke!
Carter: -slowly- Hehe...?
Me: -sighs- Never mind.
Carter: So....
Me: Yes?
Carter: Why am I here?
Me: Here...?
Carter: In this place.
Me: -shrugs- I decided to bring you in to have a conversation with you before I write your story. -gasps- Do you like the furniture? I just replaced theses chairs, and added that fireplace, and those double doors. And that chandelier--
Carter: -interrupting- It's nice. So ... what's all this about a story?
Me: Oh! Right! I'm your creator. I made you, and I destroy you at my will. -smiles-
Carter: -nods slowly- *cough, cough* This ladies crazy *cough, cough*
Me: -squints eyes, glaring-
Carter: What?
Me: I heard that.
Me: Carter? Don't make your auther mad. *grins evily* It normaly doesn't go well.Thiefsoul: *grumbles* Ya think?
Butterflypath: *sighs* Thiefsoul.... And you still haven't learned...
Me: *grins wider* That's my fault.
Me: Well, he's new, so I'll cut him some slack. He doesn't know the rules yet.Carter: Rules? You have rules?
Me: Yep -flops down 700 page book on table- -THE RULZ can be seen on top- -pats book- Here's all you need to know to survive here.
Carter: Wow, that's uh ... big....
Me: -grins evilly- Yep.
Carter: I'll just be, uh.... -takes off running- -trys to yank open door, but it doesn't move- The ... the door won't open.
Me: Duh?! You didn't seriously think I'd just let you waltz out of here did you?
Carter: ...
Me: You made a rule book? Man, that'll save time!Theifsoul: *brightens* *starts to creep across to rule book*
Butterflypath: *sinks teeth into Theifsoul's tail* Not so fast, trickster.
Thiefsoul: But!
Butterflypath: No.
Me: Of course I did. -grins evilly again-Carter: -looks skeptically at book- -wining- Do I have to? This is going to take forever to read....
Me: -flips open book, points to rule- Rule #75: No wining.
Carter: Great....
Me: -flips to new page, points to rule- Rule #89: No sarcastic remarks
Carter: But--
Me: -flips to page, points to rule- Rule #589: No arguing.
Carter: That's not fair--
Me: -flips to page, points to rule- Rule #947: Life is not fair.
Carter: You have an answer for everything in there, don't you?
Me: -puts away rulebook- Yep -grins happily-
Carter: Why I oughtta -puts up fist-
Me: Uh-uh-uh! -wags finger- -pulls up rulebook, flips through, points to page- Rule #364: No fighting.
Carter: STOP IT WITH THE STUPID RULEBOOK!!!
Me: No yelling. Says to right here -points to page- Rule #376: No yelling.
Carter: -grabs rulebook and runs with it-
Me: -yelling- Give that back!
Carter: -waves finger at me- No, no, no. You know the rules. Rule #376: No yelling.
Emma: Oh no! Mrs. Johnson was right, there is a heaven! And now I'll go to Hell!Me: relax...you're not even dead.
Emma: That makes sense. Since I'm only 8 and all.
Me: So, I guess you're a carbon copy of what I was like at Catholic School.
Emma: Yup, only you only thought about doing the things I do.
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Me: Carter? Yes! Why, he's learning so fast already.... -grins evilly- -looks up at ceiling where Carter is ductaped- You okay up there?Carter: -grumbling- Why I should just....
Me: Uh-uh, Carter. You know the rules. Rule #457: No grumbling.
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Sadie: *snorts* I'm gettin' out of here before he does something else stupid.
Me: He's from the 18th century! He doesn't understand!