The Get To Know Your Character Game - The Sky is the Limit!

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Me: (talking to Morgan) Yup. Now they'll be wild. Especially this one. *points to Holly*
Holly: Whatever. Don't care.
Me: Exactly.

[Morgan]

Me: *Thoughtfuly* You could always erase her and put someone in her place.
Lanna: *Gasps* How can you think such a thing!
Conan: Calm down, I'm sure she's got a perfectly good reason......at least, I hope.
Lanna: How could my writer be so cruel?
Me: I'm not. You guys are just making pests of yourslevs. You need to accept that we are in charge!
Conan: If you're in charge of everything, could you create a way to get back home?
Me:.........

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Me: Hey, Morgan has a point! I think I'll do that!
Holly: You wouldn't.
Me: Oh yeah I would.
Holly: But I add fun to the story! Isn't it scary enough without a stubborn, arguing character?
Me: Naw. I don't need you.
Holly: You'll keep me in.
Me: Will not.
Holly: Will too.
Me: Will not!
Holly: Will too!
Me: You know, I can do whatever I want without even arguing.
Holly: Please don't!
Me: Why do you care anyway? I thought you said you didn't.
Holly: I-I mean..(changes her voice to a cool tone) I don't.
Me: I won't do anything. For now...
Holly: Whatever.

[Kenzie]

Joan: Oh that's rich! Look, we're not as bad as him -points to Conan- he's being smart!
Me: Yeah...
Joan: Did I just insult myself?
Nathan: -nods-
Me: -nods-
Joan: Oh...
Nathan: So, when are you going to start the next book?
Me: Nathan, I already told you, I don't know if I will.
Joan: -whining- But Kenzie, you have too! Our lives are at stake.
Nathan: Yeah, what she said.
Me: I know that! -snaps- Do you always have to be so impossible.
Joan: One word.
Me: --
Nathan: --
Joan: Yes.

[Xerxes Break(Vivian Ephona)]

Me: Mine were arguing with me before.
Anita: No we weren't!
Me: Uh...yeah you were.
Calvin: WRITERS ARE CRUEL!
Me: In what way?
Calvin: *has no reason*
Anita: Well, apparently, your in charge.
Diana: Your like the fates...only your one.
Calvin: We've had this discussion already...
Me: I am like the fates; only I'm nicer.
Anita: Phaw. Yeah.
Me: No really! The plotline doesn't call for any of you to die anytime soon. I'll tell you that!
Calvin: But were still gonna die.
Me: Eventually...maybe not in the book but eventually....
Diana: Could being scraped be a metaphor for dying? I mean we are characters.
Me: I guess you could say that.
Bree: DON'T SCRAP ME!
Me: Actually, I had some character's early on that 'died'. They really didn't do anything.
Deark: In our series?!
Me: Yeah. You guys are lucky to still be here.
Anita: Who did you kill?
Me: Lets see....Olivia, Kris, Xena, Jacob, and a long time ago, Quincy.
Anita: Xena sounds vaguely familiar...
Calvin: Same with Jacob...
Me: *cringes*

[Allie]

Me- you guys should go back now
Bridey and Xana- ????
M- you know, so I can talk to other characters
X- you're talking to both of us now
B- yeah
M- yea, well, YOU'RE not supposed to be here Xana
X- so
B- Xana's my friend
M- SHE LIVES IN A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE THAN YOU
B- So?
M- *sigh*. This is why stories don't mix
X- Well, you can't force us back.
M- You leave me no choice
B- NO!
M- *writes* Bridey and Xana go back to their own world, only remembering this whole thing as a dream.
M- *pauses and looks around.* wow it worked!

[Morgan]

Me: OK, you guys. Wait here while I try and find a way back into your story.
Lanna: And what if we don't?
Me: Then I'll set Thiefpaw on you. I hope you don't have anything that would interest a cat.
Lanna: Who's Theif- Aggg! Where'd my earings go?
Theifpaw: She did warn you.
Me: You like earings?
Theifpaw: No, I was just bored. Anyway, they're as clumsy as lumbering badgers.
Conan: Were we just insulted by a cat?
Me: Yup.

[Allie]

Me- *to Morgan* I think if you just write them going back, they have to.
*grabs Mudpaw*
Mudpaw- Great Starclan!
Me- Hi!
Mudpaw- I'm dreaming
Me- no.
Mudpaw- yes. You're a Two-leg, and I'm a cat- hey is that Theifpaw?

[Morgan]

Theifpaw: Hi Mudpaw! You're not dreaming. I might be though, is it just me, or are you sparing a moment from Cloverpaw?
Me: *To Allie* I wish. It's just that I'm still not quite sure how their world works.

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Me- *grabs...* (debates to self, which of my warriors characters shall I grab? hmm...) *grabs Smokestar*
Smokestar: Hey! Twoleg! Let go of me! *tries to claw me*
Me: Hey, hey! Stop that! No clawing your creator.
Smokestar: (shocked) What? You can speak cat?
Me: Yes.
Smokestar: This is really weird. Hey, are those Theifpaw and Mudpaw? What are they doing here?
Theifpaw and Mudpaw: Smokestar! Help! These twolegs have us!
Me: We're not going to hurt you! We just created you!
Smokestar: What?!? I demand you to release those two apprentices at once!
Me: ...
Smokestar: As Clan leader, I demand it!
Me:...
Smokestar: ARRGH!
Me: I guess he's not very friendly.

[Morgan]

Theifpaw: Somehow, I doubt being Clan leader carries any weight here, Smokestar.
Me: Theifpaw! Sence when did you smart off to your leader?
Theifpaw: Aparently, I was wrong.
Lanna and Conan: *Try to sneak off*
Me: Come back here you two, or I swear I'll just write you back in, no matter the consiquenses!

[Morgan]

((I'm sorry, but this is really fun.))

[C'est Moi ♪]

Me: Eva, you're not allergic to cats are you?
Eva: Psh! Of COURSE not!
Me: Good.
*Cloverpaw appears, blinking in confusion*
Me: Why hello, Cloverpaw!
CP: Um...meow? Wait...what?!
Eva: AH!! A TALKING CAT!
Me: If you haven't noticed, those cats were also talking. *gestures to Thiefpaw, Mudpaw, and Smokestar*
CP: You guys are here too? Where are we? Why are there weird twolegs everywhere?
Me: Now don't worry, Cloverpaw, I was the one who created you.
Eva: ...*cough*
Me: Yes, Eva? Did you have something to say?
Eva: ...No.
CP: I--
Eva: I never knew cats could talk, though.
CP: *glances over* What's that? *indicates ice cream*
Me: Oh, that's ice cream. It's not very healthy for--
CP: *dashes, gets a bowl of ice cream, and licks the spoon* Mmm, this is pretty good! Hey, Thiefpaw and Mudpaw! Come try this! *they come over and try it, surrendering to the ice cream's sweet flavor and stickiness*
Me: *shakes head* Well what do you know. Cats eating ice cream. And actually enjoying it.
Eva: What has the world come to...?

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

((I agree.))

Smokestar: Thiefpaw! Haven't I had enough cheek from you? Or do I have to confine you to camp for another seven sunrises?
Me: Oh, lay off, Smokestar. He's only speaking the obvious.
Smokestar: Who are you anyway?
Me: Your creator.
Smokestar: Enough of this nonsense. Theifpaw, Mudpaw, you with me? I'll claw this one, and then I'll help you with yours.
Me: You'll do no such thing!

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Smokestar: Cloverpaw! I command you to get away from that Twoleg kittpet food!
Me: Oh, leave her alone. She's enjoying herself.
Smokestar: She can't be a kittypet!

[C'est Moi ♪]

CP: Smokestar, I'm sure that if you try this, you'll love it too. *shoves a spoonful into Smokestar's mouth...Smokestar cries: More!*
Me: Uh...I think I'll just...go over here for a moment...
Eva: Haha, this is pretty awesome.
Me: Did I just hear you laugh?
Eva: *puts on poker face* What?
Me: Oh, never mind. Maybe it was just my imagination.

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Smokestar: Wow, this is really good, Cloverpaw! What is it?
Me: Ice cream!
Smokestar: *glares at me* I didn't ask you, Twoleg!
Me: Jeez. So-rry.
Smokestar: *laps up more ice cream* Yum!
Me: Hey, you might get sick!
Smokestar: Nonsense.

[Morgan]

Me: *Bursts into laughter*
Thiefpaw: *Backs off, sulking.* No Smokestar.
Lanna: Did he just listen to Smokestar?
Me: He doesn't like being in camp.
Lanna: Ooooohhhhh.
Thiefpaw: Hey, why can you have ice cream and I can't?!?

[C'est Moi ♪]

CP: Ice cream? Yes, I think that's what it's called. It's unlike anything I've ever tasted before!
Eva: Wow. I never knew that cats loved ice cream this much.
Me: *shrugs* It kind of makes sense, since they've been eating vole and mice for their entire lives.
Eva: *makes a face* Vole? Mice?
Me: Get used to it.
Eva: You're nice.
Me: *smiles sweetly* I know.

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Smokestar: *still lapping up ice cream* Good for you, Theifpaw.
Me: If you keep this up, you'll get fat!
Smokestar: *leaps away from the ice cream* Seriously?
Me: *laughs* What do you think? All that has to go somewhere. And StormClan can't have a fat, lazy leader!
Smokestar: True. Come on, Theifpaw, Cloverpaw, Mudpaw, we're leaving!

[Morgan]

Me: *Looks up at Helen* You forgot birds and rabbits.
Lanna: Yuck!!!!!
Conan: Well, it makes sense. What else would they eat out there?
Lanna: Conan!
Theifpaw: Finaly! Good luck with those 2, Morgan!

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Smokestar: So, are we leaving now?
Me: *sigh* if you wish. Though I don't know how you will...
Holly: *randomly comes in* Hey! What's a cat doing here?
Smokestar: Move along, Twoleg.
Holly: A talking cat!
Me: You wouldn't understand.
Holly: Whatever. Don't really care.
Smokestar: Good thing. *beckons impatiently* Come on, you three apprentices! I'm tired of living like kittypets. Let's get back to the Clan!

[C'est Moi ♪]

CP: *nods* Coming, Smokestar! *looks over at Sella* Really? I thought I got fat-free ice cream...Oh well. Bye!
Me: *watches them leave*
Eva: That was...a life expericence.
Me: Yeah.

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Me: *watches them leave also* *turns to Helen* Naw, I knew it was fat-free. I just said that so Smokestar would stop eating it.
Holly: Whatever.

[[deleted user]]

Me: Kenzie, you have the right to adjust words in your story to adjust their attitude and they won't even remember. I can do the same thing!
Maria: Why would you want to change my true being? -make puppy dog face-
Me: Well, for one I did not plan for my character's mental being to be an issue.
Maria: Well, that's you! And possibly me! It is not my fault!
Me: Actually, it is your fault! I created you but you are acting like you need a mental institution.
Maria: I am not acting. I was dropped at birth. The doctor was very clumsy!
Me: Like I said, Kenzie, you have the right!

[Kenzie]

Joan: Awe! I want a kitty!
Nathan: I don't like cats.
Joan: You're going to have to get used to it.
Nathan: No, I'll leave if a cat comes in.
Me: I didn't know you didn't like cats.
Nathan: I didn't either, until the cats came in. Their fur stings my nose.
Me: -gasp- Are you allergic to cats?
Nathan: Don't know. Never met one before today. -sneezes-
Joan: Oh, poor Nathan. -gives Nathan a hug-
Nathan: -sneezing-
Me: I think I'll clean up the cat hair.
Nathan: -sneezing-
Joan: Good idea...
Me: -grabs vaccum and starts cleaning-

[[deleted user]]

Me: are you going answer my statement or not? Kenzie? Stop cleaning and answer me -softly- Please?
Maria: I love cats. Can I have one?
Me: Sure. I love cats too!
Maria: -singing- I'm getting a kitty! I'm getting a kitty!
Me: -smacks forehead- I should have had a V8!

[Kenzie]

Me: What question Kassy?
Joan: The one she asked, duh.
Me: I know that, I need to know what the question is.
Joan: Then why don't you ask?
Me: I just did.

[Xerxes Break(Vivian Ephona)]

Me: TIME TO PULL OUT RPG CHARRIES!
*brings out Savannah, Fredric and Spiderdew*
Savannah: Ow! Hey!
Spiderdew: ACK! Twolegs!
Fredric: Ooggg....
Me: This is Savannah and Fredric. There from the Maximum Ride RPG. And Spiderdew, from the Warrior's RPG?
Savannah: Where am I?
Spiderdew: Whoa that's weird. Your a Twolegged cat!
Savannah: What now? YOU CAN TALK!?
Fredric: Oh my aching head...
Me: Why are you always so dizzy, Fredric.
Fredric: Mutation....thin skull...not a lot of pain tolerance...
Savannah: In other words, the Experiment made him frail.
Me: Sad.
Spiderdew: Yeah I talk! But your a Twoleg....AND a cat! What is up with that!?
Savannah: Something utterly stupid called the Experiment. Let's just say we weren't born this way.
Fredric: I...need...Motrin....
Me: I'll get him some...you guys be good.

[Allie]

Mudpaw- this is really weird. Who are these Two-legs? Whoa, Smokestar!
Me- you'll get used to it. *to theifpaw* howz it going with Dancingheart?

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Smokestar- Come one, Mudsplash, we're leaving! We've already had your warrior ceremony back home.
Me- Ahead of ourselves now, are we? Fine, you can go.
Smokestar- Mudsplash, Theifsoul and Cloverstep are already back! Let's go!

[Rainy]

Me:are you guys done yet?
Henry:Yes.
Jamie:unforuntly.
Henry:Well there is always more time.
Me:Here we go again.
Jamie:Be nice.
Henry:ya, we can't help.
Me:Yes you can.
Jamie:Ok we will try.
Henry:Hey lets get some ice cream.
Jamie:Ya great idea Henry. Lets go.
Me:Hey guys wait for me.
Me:I want some ice cream too.
Me:GUYS!
Me:awwwwwwwwwwww!. HELP ME!!!!!!!
Henry:We have to go back, it sounds like Rainy is in trouble.
Jamie:Ok I'm right behind you.
Henry:Rainy where are you?
Me:down here.
Henry:Where?
Jamie:down there Henry.
Henry:Right thanks.
Me:Henry and Jamie get me out of here or i will kill you both.
Jamie:you cant we are not real.
Me:i will kill in the sense i will not write about you. I will distroy you.
Henry:Ok,ok keep your pants on. Or if you want to take them-.
Henry:Ouch. That hurt.
Jamie:Dont think about finishing that sentence.
Me:Guys i'm still down here.
Jamie and Henry:Sorry. Our bad.
Me:Yes it is.

[[deleted user]]

Me: Kenzie, the statement was, "Are you going to take control of your writing by using your right to erase some of the characterisitics of your characters?"
Maria: That was one long statment.
Me: I am trying to get the point across! -rolls eyes-
Maria:- pokes Kassy's head-
Me: Ow! What was that for?
Maria: I was making the point across that this is a pointless discussion!
Me: They are not pointless, you dodo bird.
Maria: What is the point, then?
Me: Kenzie shouldn't be irritated by her characters when she has the right to erase the ways that her characters are irritating her!
Maria: -quietly- Oh.
Me: That's what I thought!

[Kenzie]

Joan: -whispers to me- You aren't going to change us are you?
Nathan: Please say no.
Me: No, I'm not. I like you guys the way you are, but you have GOT to stop pestering me to write, it hurts my head.
Joan: Sorry.
Nathan: Sorry.
Me: That's better. -sighs in relief-
Joan: So when are you starting the new book?
Nathan and me: -glare at Joan-
Joan: What? I can't ask a question now?

[Allie]

Me- Wait, Mudpaw
Smokestar- Mudsplash
Me- Whatever
Mudsplash- Bye!
Me- no-

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

*Mudsplash, Cloverstep, Theifsoul and Smokestar disappear*

Me: Darn, I was beginning to enjoy their company. They sure liked the ice cream!

[Veronica, What the neck!?]

Harold:Where have you been?
Me:Busy. Sorry. But I wrote more of the story!
Harold:Am I in it yet?
Me:Kind of. I wrote that part today, in fact.
Harold:What do you mean by kind of?
Me:Well, right now, you are just a face in the window that saw June climbing up, and that she was so paranoid about that she dreamed about.
Harold:Why did you have to introduce me like that?
Me:Well, that's just how I wrote it.
Harold:Can't you change it?
Me: Well, I could, but I won't. I like the story the way it is. And you aren't officially intoduced yet. Nobody even knows who you are.
Harold:But I wan't to help June!
Me:You are, she just doesn't know it yet. You have sent her a flower, and soon enough you will send her another. Probaby in chapter 4.
Harold:And how long is it until you get to chapter 4 anyways.
Me:I finished chapter 3 today.
Harold:All right. But I really want to be part of the story! I'm bored, and it makes me sad to think about June. So I don't know what to do except read conversations and eat ice cream, except the ice cream ran out and now I'm hungry.
Me:Want some food?
Harold:Yes!
Me:Here, eat this banana, and then I will reheat the leftover spaghetti. for you.
Harold:-mouth full- fanks
Me:You welcome. By the way, did you do anything while I was gone?
Harold:Nope. But I leared from the conversations that I don't want to argue with you, because you could erase me.
Me:Thank you for not putting me through that. I really don't like arguments! And just so you know, I couldn't erase you without changing the plot. You aren't the main character, but you are pretty important.
Harold:Well, you could have the roses be from an anonymous sender that June never finds. Wait, she will find out it's me, right.
Me:Yes, she will. And I still couldn't erase you. Having you not appear would make a huge difference. I have plans that you don't know about.
Harold:Can you tell me?
Me:No! But once I get that far in the story, you will know for yourself, and you may even figure out what will happen based on...other things.
Harold:What other things? I want to know!
Me:Well, if I told you them, then you would figure it out! And I can't have that, because everyone else would figure it out too, and they should read the story to find out what happens.
Harold:-sighs-Fine, I'll be patient and wait until you write it.
Me:Why aren't you like the other characters? Why aren't you argumentive? Why do you just accept stuff?
Harold:Well, for one, you are nice to me. I don't have any reason to act like that twoards you. And also, you created me like that.
Me:But I've harldly created you as part of the story yet. You are nameless and have no apparant personality. Your age isn't even clear. I wonder why you are like this.
Harold:Maybe that is because that is what I'm going to be like. And it doesn't matter how old I am in the story. I know at least that I am almost 14, and June just turned 15. And I know what I am like. And I know that my name is Harold. That is all that matters right now.
Me:Wow. Did you also know that you have a calming effect on people?
Harold:Now I do. Thanks for telling me.
Me:Thanks. -yawns- I'm tired. I have to go to bed now so that I can wake up at -groans- six,and go to school.
Halrold:All right. Good night. I'll be here tomorrow and the next day and so on.
Me:I'll come bcak when I can. Night.

[Morgan]

Me: *Hastily wips out pencil and paper while Lanna and Conan are distracted* Suddenly, there was a hole back into Lanna and Conan's world. It stayed open for a half and hour, then closed *Puts away writing materials* Hey you guys, look! I found a hole!
Lanna: Finaly!
Me: *Pushes the two into the hole* Goodbye! I'll write about you! *Slumps agains a tree* Phew. I wonder if I dare to bring someone else in? I could bring in the jaguar....
Jaguar: You wrote?
Me: Aaahh!

[Rainy]

Me:So now that i'm out of that hole. what do you want to do?

Henry and Jamie look at each other and start to make out.

ME:besides that.GUYS stop it.
Jamie:it is the only thing we can do in this place.
Henry:Rainy can you think of a place.
Me:For us?
Me:I could but it would be hard.
Me:Let me think.
Jamie:this could take a while.
Henry:Jamie be nice
Me:I GOT IT.

I made up a paraidase

Me:Nice isnt it?
Henry:It is romantic.

Jamie and Henry start to make out again.

Me:Here we go again.

I Look at them and i feel jealous

Me:mabye i should make a kissing machine for myself?.

[Veronica, What the neck!?]

Harold:Not to be rude, but a kissing machine?
Me:My friend is...interesting.
Harold:She is your friend?
Me:Yeah, since like 4th grade. She's kinda weird.
Harold:Wait, didn't you say the first time you talked to me that you were weird?
Me:Yeah. I never denied it though. In fact, my statement just now makes me more weird.
Harold:Why?
Me:Being friends with weird people makes you weird by association. And if you are already weird and you add that on-
Harold:Okay! I get it. But doesn't that make me weird? Well, weirder?
Me:Why would you be weird? I think that you're pretty normal.
Harold:Are you serious? I write poems. And I'm friends with you and so now I have that association thing.
Me:Oh yeah! I forgot about the poems. And I'm glad that you're my friend too. So I guess that makes you-
Harold:-Weird!
Me:Yeah. So what shall we talk about?
Harold:Do you like the word shall? I don't think I have ever heard anyone use that word so casually in a sentence before.
Me:As a matter of fact, I do like that word. But you seriously have never heard someone use the word in an everyday sentence?
Harold:No, not that I can recall. But I have heard people cuss like that.
Me:Wow. That's sad. Really sad. I think it might be the same for me.
Harold:It is sad how much people cuss. I mean, I could understand if you were feeling particualarily rebellious or the word was the only one appropriate in the situation, but in a normal sentence?
Me:Couldn't agree more. I say it is okay to cuss if you, lets say, drop a hammer on your foot on accident.
Harold:Yeah. Hey, I've been wondering, do you have any ice cream?
Me:-sighs- You characters never change. No, I don't.

[Morgan]

Me: I use it! I love the word shall!
Juagar: How about using it to write more? I'm dying to know how I realate.
Me: Sorry about that, you'll know in time.

[Xerxes Break(Vivian Ephona)]

Calvin: Thou shall not make me do that AGAIN!
Me: You asked for it, grudge holder.

[Kenzie]

Joan: Shall! Ha! That sounds funny.
Nathan: Ugh! -smacks forehead-

[Veronica, What the neck!?]

Harold:Hi again
Me:I'm only talking to take the last post on this page.
Harold:Not at all to talk to me.
Me:Well, that too. But I can't talk long. I need to do my homework -groans-
Harolod:But it's -looks at watch- 9:30!
Me:I know. Thats why I can't talk long.
Harold:No. Go now. Do your homework. Now.
Me:Jeeze! Chill! I'm going!

[Kenzie]

Joan: Homework?
Nathan: It's something that we don't have to do.
Joan: -relieved- Good. 'Cause I didn't do any.
Me: -shakes head-
Nathan: -looks at clock- Isn't it bed time?
Me: Uh, yeah...
Joan: Go to bed!
Me: Fine! -storms off to bedroom-
Joan: So, now that we're alone...

[Sella, ov vey! i haven't checked this group in months. ><]

Jennifer: OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH....
Me: Oh stop being so immature. You're supposed to be a proper adult.
Jennifer: *smacks hand on forehead* Right! Whoops. Okay. *straightens up, smooths down suit* Hello. How are you today?
Me: It's not working.
Jennifer: *sigh*

[[deleted user]]

Maria: Joan, don't you take my man!
Me: You guys are just friends. Joan and Nathan are in love. And if writing really did hurt you, Kenzie, then the non-eraser part of the pencil would be sticking out of your ear!
Maria: We can't trust with a butter knife anymore!
Me: I can't trust to ever rational again.
Maria: -blows raspberry-
Me: Spit all you want! You are not going to go out with Nathan! Joan and him love each other!
Maria: I don't care!
Me: I am going to write. -writing "Then, Maria lost consciousness."-
Maria: -falls to floor-
Me: Finally! Some peace and quiet.
Maria: -jerks foot-
Me: -groans- Not another muscle spasm!

[Kenzie]

Joan: Nathan? Did Kenzie get up yet?
Me: Umm...Joan? -waves hand in Joan's face- I'm right here.
Joan: Be quiet, Kenzie. I was asking Nathan. -looks expectantly at Nathan-
Nathan: Yeah...
Joan: Okay. -turns to me- So, did you sleep well last night?
Me: Same as usual.
Nathan: I didn't.
Joan: -glares at Nathan-
Nathan: What? You wouldn't let me have the squishy bed, and you stole my pillow!
Joan: -teasing- I thought that the gentlemen didn't need a pillow.
Nathan: -grumbles-
Me: Joan, don't be rude.
Joan: What? I can't state a fact anymore?
Nathan: No.
Joan: -mumbles- Bossy...

[Xerxes Break(Vivian Ephona)]

Calvin: I hate homework.
Anita: Doesn't everyone?
Diana: Actually no. I rather enjoy it; I actually have something to do.
Calvin: *gaaaaaaaasp*
Me: I like some homework too except for math. I usually like choir, art, English and fun homework. I hate bookwork.
Calvin: SACRELIGIOUS!
Me: No. We all have to do it sometime
Calvin: MY AUTHOR IS A NERD!
Me: *Smiles* Looke me shirt!
Chang: *reading* Careful or you'll end up in my novel....
Me: YES! I LUV IT!
Anita: I remember her friend drew a picture of Calvin with a shirt that said cheese.
Calvin: DON'T BRING THAT UP!
Anita: Just did!

[Morgan]

Me: I LOVE the shirt Ephona!
Juagar: I don't get it. They don't have those were I come from.
Me: I know.
Juagar: So, anything happening in my story yet?
Me: No, not really.
Juagar: And why is that?
Me: Well, I've been working on other things.......
Juagar: Well, could you hurry up? I know you have bits of the story swireling through your brain.
Me: Well, yes, I do.
Juagar: Then why don't you post it?!?!!?!
Me: I have to build up to it! I"m still working on the part of the story that comes first!
Juagar: Oh. Could you hurry up?
Me: I'm trying.
Juagar: Good.