SWEEETTT! One day for journal skin usage! I am EXCITED!... okay, now I'm in love.
now I have to figure if I'll be nice and let you guys see more of the Gender Bender...
ok, I suppose you've waited long enough.
WHICH REMINDS ME! I forgot to say "Happy New Year" to all my dA peeps... wow, I'm slowwww...
by the way, it isn't much, but I promise that next time, there will be more. I've just been a bad girl and procrastinating... such as studying for finals...
and here we go!~
"DUDE! They have released the Skyward Sword MANGA! I can die happily now," Eragon cries, grabbing the book off the shelf and almost stabbing himself in the eye as he begins reading.
"And die you shall
"Did you say something?" Eragon questions.
"Yeah, I said, 'YOU ARE A MAJOR NERD
NOW LEMME SEE IT!'" Alex laughs as he slips the manga from his friend's hands.
It sounded like you were saying something else," Eragon frowns.
"No, dear child. It was I who spoke," a voice volunteers.
Eragon turns around slowly to find a decrepit old man standing in his shadow. The old man watches the two, but Alex is too absorbed in the book to pay attention to his surroundings. With gray eyes that give Eragon shivers, the old man puts his full attention on the faded red head. Eragon doesn't like the feeling the old man gives him. Though the man stands at his shoulder at full height, a small amount of foreboding follows him.
"So sorry," Eragon says. "But we REALLY should be going."
Alex looks up from the book, closing it shut to examine just WHO his best friend is talking to. "No, we have time. My name is Alex, and the frightened rabbit boy over there is Eragon. What were you saying? I wasn't paying attention," Alex interjects.
"ALEX!" Eragon cries, frustration written clearly on his face.
"What?" Alex questions. "We have two options. Either we kill time by talking this guy, or we hurry back home to a house full of murderous women. Your choice."
Still not liking the situation, Eragon nods anyway.
"I am delighted to hear that you will listen. My name is Cridal," the old man smiles. His smile makes Eragon's skin crawl, but Alex seems unaffected by the creepiness of the man. "I am a seer. I see the future as it could be, depending on the choices you make in the present."
"Cool," Alex comments. Eragon watches the conversation skeptically, with a look that says, 'I REALLY don't believe a word you're saying.'
"And the way things are headed, you two boys are in serious danger!" Cridal exclaims.
"Really? How?" Alex asks.
Eragon can tell the horrified expression on his friend's face is fake. 'Thank goodness. I thought for a second that Alex was buying this crap,' Eragon thinks.
"Beware of skateboards and roadsides. The drivers' don't always have the purest of intents while driving. I'm afraid that's all I can tell you without interfering," Cridal sighs.
"Well, thanks for the tip. We'll be sure to be careful," Eragon inputs. "But it's time for us to go. Dude, your mom will be ticked if we don't get going now."
Thanks, Cridal. It was nice talking to you," Alex agrees.
"Be careful, boys. Be careful," Cridal warns one last time.
As the young men leave Cridal's ear shot, Eragon whispers, "You didn't really think that guy was all there, did you?"
"No, but it's best to humor the old, as you once told me yourself," Alex confirms.
"Maybe, but that guy was giving me the creeps. He may have been harmless, but I don't think we should try to find him again."
@ @ @
The two young men were walking out into the warm summer night air, enjoying the rush of the warm breeze, strolling at their own relaxed pace. Thanks to the strange positioning of the town, Eragon and Alex had to pass the small park. It was a normally nondescript park, but its name implied a certain strangeness about it. It was called Lumrey Park, and yet the name never made sense to the locals. As far as they knew, no one named Lumrey had ever come close to the town, but they liked it. And today, it had occupants.
Eragon and Alex are traveling on the opposite side of the street, and they can JUST see two people sitting on the twin slides. They can't recognize the people, but they can tell one is a boy, and one is a girl. They can't hear what is being said, and Alex just ignores them, writing them off as a pair of lovers in the summer. Eragon, on the other hand, pays attention.
The girl has faded red hair, much like his own, and doesn't seem to like her situation. Sadly, he won't intervene unless he knows for sure if the girl is unhappy.
Eragon shifts his attention back to his own two feet for a moment, making sure he isn't about to trip, and a small flicker of light catches his attention from the corner of his eye. He looks in the direction of the couple to find them gone. Completely vanished.
"Dude, did you just see that?!" Eragon cries.
"Hmm, what? See what? Oh, did the love birds leave? Sorry, I was too busy getting a thrext to pay attention to them. When did you become yenta?" Alex asks sarcastically.
Eragon frowns, "First and foremost, they just disappeared. I am NOT a match-maker. And what the HECK is a thrext?"
"A threatening text message. It was from my sister, Christine. She says she'll trash my room and that we'll not get through the night unscathed unless we push into overdrive and get home
In the next moment, a motorcycle screeches to a halt directly in front Lumrey Park. A young blonde woman in a blue t-shirt and jeans scans the area of the tiny park, and then spots the boys loitering across the street. "Hey, have you seen a girl, about yea high with a tall jerk of a dude around here?" she calls, indicating her chin level.
"Yeah, she and that guy just left, I think. I didn't see where they went, though. Sorry," Eragon replies.
"UGH! You guys are USELESS!" she shrieks, beginning to stomp away.
"WAIT! What's her name? We'll let you know if we see her," Alex shouts.
"I don't see how it'll help. She's probably long gone
Her name is Emily, and don't you forget it!" the blonde yells as she runs off.
"Well, that was interesting," Eragon comments.
"Tell me about it."
@ @ @
"FINALLY! Boy, gimme that food or you're dead meat." Delia pounces as soon as Eragon and Alex walk in the front door.
"OH HONEY, I'm HOME!" Eragon calls in a sing-song tone.
"Oh, shut up, Eragon. Nobody here likes you," Lucy, the blonde on the couch sneers.
"Well, excuse me for having a sense of humor," Eragon teases.
Three girls lounge in Alex's large living room. A blonde, and two brunettes. Lucy, Delia, and Carie are their names. Seeing only those three worries the boys.
"Where's Christine?" Alex voices.
"Oh, please, baby brother. Can't you go five minutes without knowing my whereabouts?" Christine sighs as she struts down the stairs.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! What did you do to my room?" Alex questions.
"NOTHING!" Christine shrugs as she sassily grabs a slice of pizza from the kitchen.
"Eragon, let's split up. Divide and conquer. You check the room for traps while I grab some snacks to last us through the night. Good luck my friend. You may not come back alive," Alex whispers.
Turning pale, Eragon nods and climbs the stairs to reach Alex's room. He searches the room carefully for any sign of disruption in the entanglement of random object screwed about the floor. Finding nothing out of the ordinary, he shrugs and situates himself on a bare spot on the floor. Alex enters the room hesitantly, peering around his door for anything suspicious.
"It's okay, I checked for cameras," Eragon breathes in relief.
"Oh, good. I got some food. Come on, let's play some video games," Alex laughs.
@ @ @
that's all for now. in the mean time, does anyone know how to set up a poll? I've been DYING to create one, and want to do it now while I can.