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| 21 Mar 2013 11:09 AM |
You wake up in the orphanage . Beside many other orphans . (Most younger than you ) . The Tender calls you down for breakfast . "Not stew AGAIN." A 5 year old m0ans.
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styledog
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:10 AM |
| And your mother can be Nyx and your father can be Hades. If you want. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:14 AM |
(That would make me a god! :P How about Hades is looking after for me, hiding the fact I'm a son of Nyx?)
I silently turn around, sigh at the five year old, and push myself to my feet with my tired hands. I stumble downstairs. |
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styledog
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:25 AM |
Sure.
The tender serves you stew and tells you to pack your lunch |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:29 AM |
I quickly eat a small bit of the stew, then spit it back out. It's vile. I'm not eating it. I scratch the back of my head, while I pack some half-decent packets of crisps into my lunchbox. Or, rather, plastic bag. |
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styledog
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:31 AM |
| A few minutes later you get shoved out the door and into the school bus . You see your only friend , Drale , at the front of the bus |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:31 AM |
| "Hey, Drale. You alright?" I murmur, heading to the seats at the back. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:33 AM |
| "Yeah , man . " You recognize Drales low-riding today like many other days . He follows you to the back and the bus driver starts grunting at him |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:36 AM |
| I sigh yet again, and lie back on the seat. "So tired. No sleep last night..." I murmur over to him. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:37 AM |
| "Is it that five year old again?" He asks quietly. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:40 AM |
| "No, not him this time. Bad dreams." I reply, rubbing my forehead. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:41 AM |
(He doesn't know of you being a demigod. He's mortal . Do you know?)
"Oh . " He looks down at his open fly and doesn't bother zipping it. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:47 AM |
(Yes. :) )
I click one of my fingers, wanting to do something. I just can never sit still. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 11:47 AM |
| The bus pulls up to your school , But it doesn't seem like a normal day . |
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| 21 Mar 2013 12:09 PM |
| "Seems weird." I murmur over, walking out of the bus. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 12:14 PM |
| You sit down in class , very tired , and recognize its a substitute teacher today . Instead of Mrs Widmer . "Hello , class !" She says. "Today we are going to learn about sons of HADES'S ORGAN SYSTEMS!" Her form shifts into a full out harpy , and she jumps at you . (You don't have your weapon yet) |
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| 21 Mar 2013 12:19 PM |
| "T-the [explicit]!" I yell, jumping back from my seat and onto the desk behind me. I grab a meter ruler from the open cupboard, slamming the door in front of her, and swinging the ruler at the nightmarish creature. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 12:23 PM |
| "HAHAHAHAH!YOU THINK THAT WILL DO ANYTHING TO ME!?" But then the most unexpected event happened . The body of your father popped out of the end of the giant ruler and started cursing her and telling her off. She eventually burst into flames and turned into dust . |
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| 21 Mar 2013 12:36 PM |
| The hologram dissapears and the principal charges in . Police sirens wailed in the distance. He grabs you and drags you outside, "WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" |
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| 21 Mar 2013 12:41 PM |
| "Wha... What... Uh... Don't... know...What...?" I stutter, utterly stunned. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 12:43 PM |
| A cop car pulls up . "You can talk about it with the cops...." |
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| 21 Mar 2013 01:04 PM |
| "W-what? But I didn't do anything!?" I yell, still utterly confused. I had no idea what was going on, it was all going too fast. |
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| 21 Mar 2013 02:07 PM |
| "Son....Tis me. Your father . The mist manipulated the mortals and made them think you tortured your teacher ." Hades said to you , through your empathy link. |
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| 22 Mar 2013 02:45 AM |
"D-dad? How the heck?" I look around in confusion. "Mist? I TORTURED the teacher? What!?" I shout in confusion. I've had enough out of this. I push my principle away, then run. Run faster than I ever have.
(Does what we do in different ISRPs affect each other? That'd be cool if it did.) |
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