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 Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 4:51 am
(( For Sika, Bally, and myself. ))
"You should really have worn the hat." The girl's voice was more filled with concern than a 'know it all' tone. Still the look that she earned was of complete annoyance. Then it dropped to defeat as the pale creature beside her shook her head.
"No Lyn, I really shouldn't. I would have hat head." Besides, the aliens were NOT, in fact, messing with her head. Despite seemingly popular belief. Perhaps her sister was simply trying to justify the means? She certainly couldn't even begin to understand it.
"Errie, they won't stop unless you prevent them. Mr. Fluffles toooold me so!" The girl tugged the scarf around her neck closer as she pouted in the direction of the lavender girl beside her. They'd simply gone out for a walk in the park, but the discussion had come up of course. Certainly Eren must have seen the wrong in her ways. She had to. For her own sake. It was Lyneas' job as a good sister to ensure that the twin learned. That, and Mr. Fluffles insisted that she help her. Something about it being the right thing to do. "How about we go home and get it right now. In the meantime we can share my scarf. It'll keep us both safe." A bright smile crept across her face at this idea as she began to tug up the length of scarf that had been dragging along behind her. She offered the ever mucky thing over to her sister.
Eren simply stared for an insant at the object before sticking out her tongue. "Jeezus Lyn! Put it down! How can you even WEAR that?" Both hands slid to her hips as she turned to her 'twin.' Obviously the walking thing was on hold.
"Do you have any idea how ridiculous you sound? Do you even lisen to yourself?" There was a bit of a huff in her voice as she finished. One hand quickly reached up to brush a few strands of hair behind one of her ears as her tail flicked angrily. The action had been more of a subconcious need to get her sister to do the same, hoping that perhaps she'd fix the mess she called hair. Or at least brush the chunks not pulled into a bun into some order. As if those gaudy clips weren't bad enough.
Minor confusion registered on the girls face as the scarf as practically shoved back at her. "They must really have stirred up your head this time." Lyneas sighed sadly, her head dropping a bit. Her poor, poor sister. So confused. 'It'll be alright, Lyn. We can help her.' She smiled at that, the dark skinned girl beaming at the creature beside her. One only she saw apparently, Eren had babbled about that. It had to be the aliens fault. They'd made it so people couldn't see Mr. Fluffles. It was a conspiracy. "Yea, we'll make her better again." She said in a bubbly tone toward the creature. He grinned to her and it seemed all was right again. Or as right as anything ever was in the girl's mind.
Then again... she was normal as far as she was concerned. Eren was the one with problems.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 10:26 pm
" Kisten! Stop! Mommy told you to stay with me!" The pale, brown haired child stumbled as her ran after his flying brother, green sneakers pattering the ground.
Kisten giggled from the skies, his purple wings stretched out at his sides. He loved flying, and once more, loved picking on his brother who was flightless. " I haven't left you Trent! I'm still here!"
Trent's eyes were locked onto his brother's position in the sky, so much so that he failed to notice the girls in front of him, the girls he soon ran into. " Oof!" He fell to the ground, landing on his bottom.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 1:31 pm
Lyneas had been too distracted with talking to her 'friend' to see the incoming problem. However, Eren had glanced up in time to have a split second to screech before being sent black on her back by the impact. Oh there would be hell to pay if she'd gotten dirty.
Lyneas took the crash far better. Certainly she fell to the ground as well, even earned a little cut on her knee, not that it was too visably with with the oddity of her markings. It might have just been another bizarre thing about her for someone who didn't know the girl. Though she only glanced at the other child a moment after catching her wits again, or catching them as much as she ever had them. "Eh, you running from the aliens!?" Which of course had to be the only reason anyone would be running without looking. At least in the young girl's head anyway. "Don't worry! Even if Errie likes getting her brain all stirred up like a blender would I can help ya!" Hopefully Trent took foul cloth being shoved towards him better than Eren did, because he got a similar treatment to the girl's as a treat. Which of course was meant for his own good. Afterall, she was trying to protect him.
Eren had shoved herself up, trying to gather what had happened up in her mind. She'd been pushed. That was what her brain said. By a rude boy. Them and their boy things. She wasn't entirely sure what all boy things were, but... they were something. Because they made boys act like that did. "HMPH! PUSHING GIRLS! HOW RUDE!" Of course, she completely ignored that Lyneas had taken it another way. Her sister obviously didn't know anything about boys. "You boys are all the same! Unruly little..." She let out a grumble rather than finishing the statement, attempting to catch her sister and tug her away from the boy a bit. To no avail. Lyneas only gave her a look that was less than amused.
"Oh? Now you're readyt o be saved from the aliens?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 2:16 pm
" There are no such things as aliens," Trent muttered as he stood, dusting himself off. He hadn't gotten a good look at the girls he had bumped into, but he didn't appreciate the scarf or the yelling. With a rude swat, he pushed the scarf from his face then turned toward the girl who was yelling at him, his eye narrowed in anger.
" And stop yelling at---" He stopped mid command, his angry eyes soon widening in fear as he finally got a good look at the girls. They were unnatural, just like his brother, and he had touched them! A frightened squeak escaped his throat as he stumbled backwards, falling yet again onto his bottom. He instantly snatched hold of his hood, pulling it over his head as if it would keep him safe.
A circling shadow was soon seen around the small group, and in a flurry of purple wings and the clip clop of his hooves, Kisten landed in front of his brother, his arms out to his side as if to block the girls from getting to Trent. He frowned, his tail flicking angrily behind him.
" What you do to my brother?" He demanded. Sure his brother hated him for probably the same reason he was so frightened of the girls now, but no one hurt his brother.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 2:32 pm
No aliens? The girl sighed, pouting as her scarf was once more shoved back. Both eyes narrowing at the boy's odd reaction. "They really did a number on your noodle." She quickly mumbled before turning to the air and nodding. Obviously she agreed with whatever Mr. Fluffles had commented on this time. Alas, not that the rest of the world knew what it was. It probably didn't matter much.
Lyneas almost perked at the words, it was probably the main thing that silenced her. Finally! Maybe Lyneas would listen- or not. Gods, when would her sister realize that such things didn't exist. An exasperated look started to overtake her face until the comment and then the reaction. Not knowing what caused the reaction she quickly began fawning at her hair assuming she'd been turned into a mess. That or it was her sister, though the lack of immediate reaction suggested not. So what? Had a bunch of branches gotten caught in her hair? She tried putting the locks into place, checking for any mess as theother boy landed. Which once again drew her attention, along with the dark skinned girl beside her.
Sadly it ended as well as the previous exchange had.
"WHAT DID WE DO!? HE'S THE ONE WHO TRIED TO RUN ME OVER! HE SHOULD APPOLOGIZE!" There went the girls temper again. She started to shove herself up, dusting off some of the dirt as she did. "I was minding my own business until your brother decided it'd be funny to knock me onto the ground!" She scowled at the boy, managing to overlook the appearance. She'd seen wierder. Mainly things that involved Lyneas and paint. Though the eyes... that was odd. She hadn't see that before... and his feet. Alright, he was a bit wierd, but not enough to cause her to cool her jets.
Lyneas soon got over pouting as the new thing appeared. One noodle wasn't enough to ruin her day, or perhaps she was just attention deficit. No doctor could really define all the things wrong with the girls head. Especially not when she wouldn't listen to them and only insisted they had been befuddled by aliens in their noggin. So, as the other boy landed she started to shove herself into a sitting position. Then quickly scrambling forward a few paces on all fours almost like a dog would. She was peering up towards the other boy's face curiously as she did so. "You're from Hufflelump Village, right? Mr. Fluffles says you look like you are. You must be. I've never seen a Hufflelumper before. Do you dance like Mr. Fluffles clan does?" She paused briefly, glancing to her side as if listening to something before emitting a quiet 'ohh' as if something had been clarified. "Nevermind. Then you want to play your Worgle for us?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 2:57 pm
Trent merely squeaked once more before hugging his knees to his chest, hiding his face. He was not in the mood to be yelled at and especially not by some unnatural girls, otherwise he wouldn't have let his brother stand up for him.
Kisten's hands were placed upon his hips, head tilted to the side with an eyebrow arched in question. He wanted to defend his brother's honour, but mommy always told him to not fight with girls, for he would more than likely always lose. The sudden movement of the other girl brought his eyes to the ground, his eye brow arching even higher, if that were possible.
" Hufflelump? Worgle?" He crouched in front of the girl, his head tilted to the side in wonder. He watched the girl for a moment then his eyes slowly moved toward the empty space that she seemed to converse with. " Mr.Fluffles?" He knew that some beings can be invisible, or only be visible to those who believed in them, or even be visible whenever they felt like it. So for a moment Kisten tried to believe that there was a Mr.Fluffles there beside the girl, hoping that his belief would let him see it. She obviously talked and saw it, so why not?
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 3:17 pm
Eren wasn't about to give up her ground. They were the ones in the wrong, specifically that one who was trying to shrink away from the blame. But in general boys were bad, so it was still they. Especially since that oddity that rivaled even her sister was trying to defend the coward. Gods, that one in the hoodie needed to get a spine. And then the real shocker hit. Rather than an apology, or even something normal that boy... he did the unthinkable. He played along with Lyneas' games.
The girl's head flopped slightly to one side as she stared in a mixture of horror and shock. How the hell could he do that!? That was... Gods! Now she'd never get Lyneas to stop with the imaginary friends and the voices and... gods oh gods...
Lyneas slumped a bit at his lack of knowledge. "You're not a Hufflelump? So you aren't gonna play a Worgle for us?" An obvious pout appeared on her face even as he lowered to her level. She'd heard a lot about the Worgles and how nice they sounded, because it was an instrument of course, so she'd been hoping a bit. Her tail flicked a bit as he stated the next name. Not even Mr. Fluffles? That was a horror. How could anyone miss him? He was sooo big. Purple, with the ears of a rabbit, of course he also had horns. And another set of ears too. The second set were more like a tears, but droopy. Set a bit lower than the first. Then there was the fact he was an ever changing mix of other animals for the rest of his body. Whatever suited her for the moment really. He said it was because he liked to please people, whichof course she believed. 'It's alright, most people just don't want to admit I exist.' The voice chimed, forcing a nod out of the girl.
The creature was in her head of course, but who knew. Perhaps the fact she believed so fiercly in the thing that he was real enough for someone else to see him. Of course, that might also mean that the person would have to be just as messed up in the head as Lyneas, or they'd see something different from what the girl saw. Because as Mr. fluffles said. He suited the person's tastes. "You have to want to see Mr. Fluffles to see and hear him. Oh, and no messy aliens in your brain either."
Finally Eren managed to free herself from her stunned silence and quickly pointed an accusing finger that was less than steady at Kisten. "Don't encourage her! She'll never stop talking to her imaginary friends and babbling about the aliens if you play along!"
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 3:34 pm
Trent let out a sigh of relief. Perhaps the strange girls had forgotten he was there, or perhaps he was no longer a threat to the loud one. One thing was for sure, the one who was so angry all the time disliked her sister a bit, and this intrigued him, for he felt the same way about his brother. His eyes traveled toward Kisten then, narrowing in anger as he watched him. He hated him so, and especially all of his unnatural kind.
Kisten brushed back a lock of hair from his face, placing it behind his elongated ears. He knew it, if he believed hard enough, he would see Mr. Fluffles too. A frown did cross his face, however, as the other girl started to yell at him again. " And how you know he isn't real? Maybe you scare him and he don't wanna be seen by you? Hmmm?" He turned his eyes back toward 'Mr.Fluffles', his eyes narrowed in concentration. He believed Mr. Fluffles was there, no matter what the loud girl said.
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 3:46 pm
"Oh yea, just like the aliens come and mess with my head every night." Sarcasm leaked out of her voice as she spoke. He wasn't helping, not at all. Brown eyes swerved toward the boy to the side in a manner that showed she didn't like him any more than the other. Then a quick turn as her hand swep to accuse him this time. Or not. "You! You know him! Control him! Tell him this is nonsense before he makes Lyneas even wierder!" If he wouldn't listen to someone he didn't know, then maybe he'd listen to someone he did. He had called this guy his brother afterall. God relatives were a pain.
Lyneas beamed slightly at the other boy's response. It wasn't completely right, since Mr. Fluffles never hid. 'Of course I don't.' Did she forget to mention he could read minds. At least he could read her's. It saved time of course. Very convenient. "Mr. Fluffles doesn't hide. Errie just doesn't want to see him so she can't." The girl replied quickly. "And cause the aliens discombooberated her noodle with their probbies. She shoulda worn the hat. Right, Mr. Fluffles?" At the end she turned back toward the space, nodding again. 'Yes, it's such a sad case. She'll learn eventually.' A smile drew across the girl's face at this. Yes, in time her sister would be saved. Hopefully her brain would be in only a few pieces when she came to her senses. It was already a bit broken, so there was no way to say she was all ok at this point.
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Posted: Sat Jan 27, 2007 10:54 am
Trent frowned and glared at the girl who continued to yell at him. If she only knew she asked the impossible. " If I could control him, I would. And instead of yelling at me, how about you control your sister. She seems to be the crazy one, Kisten isn't making her weirder for believing her." Was he standing up for his brother? Maybe to get the loud one from yelling at him, hopefully Kisten didn't hear that.
However, Kisten did hear that, and smiled softly to himself. He always loved to hear it, whether Trent truly ment it or not.
" Then why can't I see Mr.Fuffles? I believe he's there, I really do!" Kisten frowned, frustrated with himself. Maybe the aliens had messed with his brain. He turned swiftly toward Trent, his mouth open to ask the question, but he was cut off before a word left his mouth.
" Aliens don't exist Kisten,"Trent replied, already knowing what his brother was going to ask him.
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 9:28 am
That didn't help with the situation. Not at all. "She doesn't listen becaue of people like your brother!" The girl stomped her foot glaring frostilly at the boy. As if it was her fault that people who encouraged her sister made it impossible to fix the problem. No, she'd never get better when she was constantly having people play along with her. "He's not helping her! I'm full aware she's nuttier than a peanut factory, that's why I don't need him making it worse!"
Lyneas frowned slightly, tapping a hand against her chin thinking. "Mmmn... dunno. Mr. Fluffles why can't he see ya?" She turned her head to the side quizzically and bobbed her head a bit as if listening to some form of a reply. She completely ignored the comment that Trent made to his brother, choosing to pay attention to the reply from invisable friend. "He says it was the aliens." There she went undermining what everyone else said.
"LYNEAS! THERE ARE NO ALIENS! Didn't you hear him!?" The girl scowled as sourly a her sister as she had at Trent. Obviously she was prone to a usual bad mood, often brought on by the twin's actions. How could you live a nice normal life when someone was screeching about aliens and what not right next to you twenty-four seven?
"We just need to get you something to protect you." She nodded knowingly at the boy. Once they got him protection he'd be fine. "Those two just got mixed up in the head cause the aliens went an' stirred em up so they don't remember. They'll be ok once they protect themselves so they won't get stirred up anymore."
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 9:29 pm
" The aliens!" Kisten exclaimed, clamping his hands over his ears almost immediately. Had they really gotten to him? Was his brain truly scrambled? What was he going to do?! But wait! He could go somewhere safe. " Where do we go?"
Trent stood up then, his anger from being yelled at overpowering his fear of the girl before him. His hands were balled into fists at his sides, shaking slightly. " Do not blame this on my brother!" There he goes again..." Maybe if you humored your sister things wouldn't be so out of hand!" Now, if only he followed his own advice.
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2007 9:42 am
The girl sighed, one hand raising to her head. No... oh gods. It was getting worse. AGAIN! Though she wasn't about to back down when the other boy spoke up. Her lower lip jutting out a bit. "Humor her? You want me to play along and let her put that nasty scarf on me? To let her poke my head as she exclaims that the aliens have left me a mess? You try that and tell me how it goes!" She huffed as she finished, hands curling up angrily. How dare he think that it was her fault that Lyneas was such a mess. HOW DARE HE! It was all her fault, she shouldn't be like that. She should act normal like everyone else. She should fit in. It wasn't fair that she had to put up with a sister who tried to be the exact opposite of what everyone else was at the time. It wasn't fair.
"First we gotta get you a protective device." She quickly replied, completely ignoring the conversation her sister was having. She was in her own world. One that centered around Mr. Fluffles and the scrambled eggs for brains people. "Like my scarf. My scarf keeps em from bumbling up my brains all baddish. Mr. Fluffles was the one who told me that." She nodded before lifting up one end of the scarf, the end that had been dragging along the ground a ways, and held it out. "This'll keep em away till we get you one for yourself." She glanced off to the side momentarily as if listening again. The nodded a bit before standing up quiet abruptly. "Mr. Fluffles says there's an alien proof thinger that way." It just happened to be that whatever the thing was was in the direction of a bunch of trees. God only knew what they'd find, but it'd be something. And Lyn was more than willing to be the first to find it, starting off without another word. She didn't bother to check if anyone was coming with her. Mr. Fluffles was already on his way, she couldn't let him go hunt alone.
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Posted: Fri Apr 27, 2007 7:22 am
Trent was a stubborn boy, but even he knew when it was hopeless to continue arguing, especially with this girl. He sighed deeply, folding his arms over his chest in defiance then glared down at his brother. This was one of the reasons he never stood up for Kisten, it always got him in trouble. His eyes went wide, however, as he caught sight of a filthy scarf going around his brother's neck. Mother would not approve.
" Kisten, take that thing off, mother will be upset if you get dirty."
Kisten beamed at the scarf around his neck, entirely oblivious to the fact that it was filthy. He was protected from the aliens now, why would he take it off? He looked over at his brother then, a rare frown upon his face.
" But it's protecting me Trent. I needs it." The boy nodded as if to confirm what he had said to be true, then turned his attention back to his new companion. She was helping to keep him save and keep his brains unmushed, she had his full attention, for as long as it would last.
Alright so he had the scarf, and now they were off to find his own alien protection. He stood up, making sure to keep close to his new protector, one so he wouldn't get lost and get his brain mushed, and two because they were sharing the same scarf, it would defiantly hurt id they started to split up without taking it off first.
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Posted: Tue May 01, 2007 2:20 am
Oh yes. That was the sound of her being right. Not so much Trent giving up, but the new argument. More proof that her sister was nothing but uncontrollable bad news. They just didn't realize soon enough. Her point was proven whenever someone noticed what a problem she was. Thus, she won the argument when he had to step in to tell the boy to stop following such silly directions.
Lyneas was oblivious to the brief conversation between the two. She was too busy starting to drag her new friend toward the trees to find the thing. Only pausing a moment to ensure neither ended up strangled by the scarf. She watched as the invisable figure reached the trees first, darting around after him to start winding until pausing at where someones lost hat ad become lodged in some branches.
Obviously luck was on their side. Everything aside, that was obviously the object they needed. A plain baseball cap that looked like it had been up there for at least a few days. Still it was what they needed. "That it." A slightly awed reply before she snapped into action, leaping once at the thing and coming short.
Eren smirked slightly at the sight of the two heading off before glancing at Trent. "See, she doesn't listen and she makes other people not listen. Everyone needs to just ignore her or she makes things worse! She won't listen at all." That said she started off to make sure her sister didn't get the boy killed. She'd never heard the end of it if that happened.
Flight was something that Lyneas wasn't blessed with. The mismatched wings made it impossible. If anything they simply took up space. So she'd have to climb the tree to get it. Nothing out of ehr field of expertise. "Gotta get it for ya." She quickly stated before heading towards the nearest trunk and aiming for the lowest branch. Obviously she'd overlooked the fact that Kisten had wings that did work.
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