Outcast Fanfic Choose an Adventure story!!

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KBABZ,

Somewhere I wrote that your story is like your little sister. You met her in bits and pieces, and one day she is going to shock you and start dating, and suddenly the kid has become a full person.

I met your story fully developed, recently. It took a while to sink in. Each charecter fills some space, and they all form a whole. Once I had my doubts about Booger, but came to understand him. I relate to Bob, I have lots of information and little knowledge, and knowing lots gives no idea what to do next.

Marlyin and Scyth are opposing girl paths, Marlyin is a mother in training, and Scyth is a girl toughend by experiance. She did not have a great life, but she left some kunckle prints on the bad. She survives by her own will. She can lose a fight without losing herself.

Marlyin has her share of bad, but not directly, her parents killed, but her life shelter still intact. Koise is a friend, she does not have many. He does treat her like one of the guys, but what is a girl to do? She fills the needs of others because she has needs she cannot fill. What she cannot get she can give. Just how hard does a girl have to hint? She does not dare to lose what she has by overplaying her hand.

Kipo is just happy, she did as she was told, did it right, till it became an approved ritual, now she is with people who do not tell her what to be. All she ever wanted was to just be, and be ignored. They take her away from structured places, they do not make her go near water, she dares to say, I do not want to, and they say, OK. This has never happend before. No one has ever asked, listened, and agreed. Time after time they make her deeply happy, and then act like it was nothing and ignore her. How could she not see them as perfect? When she is in trouble they are there for her everytime.

Koise is curiousity, you say Kipo has something, but Koise has a lack of borders. The world he knows bores him, so when he hears of something else, he has to take a look. Bob will always go because he lacks Executive Function, and if it leads, he will follow. Booger does not think about it, the party is moving, he goes with it.

Marylin has been sitting around talking to Marylin, it is so bad she would rather talk to Booger. Any excuse would do, but Koise will do just fine. It gets complicated when he brings in Scyth, for Marylin, she would rather be, the girl, but now she has to hold her own. She cannot show her best without someone she can care for, if only part time, both Bob and Koise like Kipo, she is a girl, but not that kind, she is uncomplicated, and can do math. Scyth would also favor it, she dreads the thought of girl talk with Marylin. Even Boger sees that he is not just standing around, he is standing somewhere around Kipo, and ignoring her. It is almost like doing something.

They all need each other, it is a group. In the group they are all more alive.

Booger hangs out at Bob's because there is nothing to do in town. He would rather do nothing at Bob's. Sometimes things happen. If Booger did not hang out Bob would be alone, Booger is almost like being alone. Booger is basic need, Bob is intellectual need, Booger does not get in the way, but will ask if it is lunch time. Bob eats more regularly with Booger there.

Koise is always welcome, Bob does, but would rather have something happen, and Koise is always up to something. Koise makes Bob feel useful. He asks questions and Bob knows, but goes through his own ritual of going to the book, he is a librian with one customer, a University with one student, so he makes the most of it. Having several people come over to read is the high point for Bob.

The three girls balance the scene, Scyth is Doing, Marylin Needing, and Kipo Being.

Te characters exibit much more unity than most works, where some are brought in to play a part, without becoming known. it is a very tight group, a good mix of group dynamics, and the sub groups play well.

The story line is the mystery, bit at a time they unravel something, yet the parts do not yet make sense. It is like the murder mystery, the clues are hidden in the story, before the murder is discovered.

*saves both*

Oh, and the storyline is a mystery because I'm making it up as I go, and forgetting important plot points I introduced earlier. This is why Marilyn isn't too affected by the loss of her parents.

There was also the horrible black cloud thing, it engulfed people, but did not kill them outright, it slowly sucked the life from them. They fight it and win, but there are others, and when they win, it is not resolved what becomes of the still living remains of people who have been consumed.

Depression?

We are told Marilyn's parents are murdered, but no deails. Oh, your parents were murdered? Are you doing something new with your fur? It looks good that way.

I gather that it is a hostile world, that people die, but as Oscar Wilde said, "To lose one parent is tragic, but to lose both, seems careless."

As a plot point it lacked something, like the death of Harry Potter's parents. This evil guy killed them. There is no mention of him killing anyone else. Was he just having a bad day? The neighbors said he was a quite man who kept to himself, a reserved gent, never more than a nod to the neighbors, no trouble at all, till that Potter incident. Then he blew apart a house, killed the Potters, and opened up the baby's forehead.

I expected more, Mrs. potter having a little dark side fling in her youth, something, I read through three books, they were still dead. it gives Harry an enemy, but he was living in the open and did not know. It seemed that the one who is never mentioned would give it another try. With all the powers of the dark side, and a phone book, he could have found Harry.

The way things were presented about Marilyn's parents, her having no reaction, others not asking, seems like the guy who's wife is the town tramp, they fought, and one day she vanishes. He says he thinks she might have run off with a truck driver. The town is on a dead end dirt road, unless they find the body, no one ever mentions it again. Marilyn is coming across like Lizzie Borden. I was taking a nap, and when I awoke, someone had chopped my parents up with an ax, and that is all I know.

It does get rid of them, so she can run the streets with her hoodlum friends all night, and go off who knows where, and doing what, for days at a time.

Then there are dark thoughts about Kipo. Her parents let her do this? Her fear of water, did they drop her in the middle of the lake a few times? Goody goody with her doctor, teachers, and keep mentioning how accident prone she is?

Readers may not notice the nice coat you are wearing, but if one thread sticks out, they will see it.

Kipo's story I've actually remembered. It'll probably start to be explained when I hop back to them in the next section.

Writer to writer, my book took many years, it is hard science, but people play the roles. I was a little stuck. I had gotten a story line that fit the facts, but getting humans to fit the storyline was the work. I don't do social well.

It is about the most inventive period in human history. I read all I could find about the life of inventors. I am never really happy with the story, but it does keep getting better. Maybe once a year I rewrite it. It was starting to get good.

So one day a while back, I run across this web site, Wrong Planet, full of people who were copying my cool and classy ways, and they even had a name for it. AS, Aspie. Strangely, they reminded me of my characters. When I reread my book, all the characters had strong Aspie traits.

What I had been trying to explain through inventors, now had something broader, and it fit. On the next re-write all the characters would be at home on WP. It did fit the story, inventor is a sub set of Aspie. It gave me broader character traits, but it was in my writing before I ever heard of AS.

So I do not see the traits just in Kipo, her perhaps most profound, but all the rest somewhere on the spectrum. Each in their own way exibits symtoms. Perhaps it is me, or you, but I see all of your story like mine having a common theme. Koise is impulsive, Bob obsesses with books, lacks Exeutive Function, Scyth's anger, and acting out, Marilyn's needy ways, Booger may have an IQ of 290, but we will never know. There are black clouds, creeping shadows behind the shadows, and it is a visit to another mental world.

It covers the world well, and would make a good kids introduction to AS. It is a story full of people like me. Writing is a fun obsession, more socially acceptable than Dung Collecting, or Homemade Explosives and Bioweapons. And writing infers an eventual readership. To whom is this story being told, brings a focus to the work. Even the bad guy? who Scyth has run off with talks like an Aspie. Somewhere there is an arch fiend, who chit chats all day with many friends about sports, and just happened to have killed Marilyn's parents.

You still need a hat.

A hat?


And yes, I notice AS traits in my charatcers. When I started writing Section II of my story (before I wrote Section I, because it takes place in 2008 and I want to know what will be around and what issues there are around then) I had Koise very well set into my mind. Then I found WP a year later, and I saw very prominent Aspie traits in him, most especially that he needed time out after something exciting. I didn't want him to be Aspie, so I changed him.

Kipo is a collection of many people on WP, but with her own personality and way of thinking being dominant. I adopt stories I hear here and have Kipo experience them. One of my favourites is one of when a member (who I've forgotten the name of) when she was in Preschool. She was reading a novel, and the teacher complained that she wasn't joining in with the rest of the class. So she did, and then the teacher complained she was reading too fast!

WP has also helped immensely in keeping Kipo to be a realistic Aspie. However, I get a bit of lenience because of the fact that she's an alien, and so I can change things a bit and ignore normal Aspie rules, as AS would work differently in an alien. However in general terms I believe she fits the formula.

It's also notable to say that I think it's amusing that Kipo should fit in with such a group of misfits, because this isn't her intended group at all. Rather, she is in a circle of 5 friends. There's Clarene, Kipo's self-appointed caretaker who is usually kind to all, but loses her temper when someone is mean to a person for no apparent reason. There's Robijn, who is a typical girl with spunk and loves to do the usual teenage girl things like shopping and clothes and whatnot. She's best friends with Clarene. Then there's Jazza, who is a bit of a pyromaniac and yet quite silly, much like Booger is. Then there's Martyr (no relation to the religious act), who is essentially a neurotypical version of me, which is to say he's kind and well meaning, if a little lazy and ignorant. And then there's Kipo, who is vastly different from any of them, but is accepted and cared for by Robijn, Mat (Martyr) and especially Clarene, however Jazza has still yet to learn his way around the way she works due to the fact that he doesn't concern himself with Kipo nearly all of the time.

The group Kipo is in at the moment also functions as a team to me, and that's the way it's supposed to be. The original team consists of Koise, Booger and Bob. Bob is the strategist and analyser, as evident in the fanfic. Koise is the doer, he has some advanced tactics, but nowhere near as technical as Bob's, as he is more of a Jack of all Trades. Booger is a strange mix of the two, however he leans heavily towards unorthodox and strange methods, and often has to do more logical and, as he puts it, 'uncool' methods put on him by the peer pressure and, well, logic, of the other two, which irritates him.

Marilyn is added in later on in the story in Section II (Booger an Bob aren't part of the team here), however she doesn't become a full-time team member until Section III (Booger is a team member early in this section, and Bob is in the late part). She takes over from Clarrissa's role of stealthist and semi-Jack of all Trades. She also has the added role of giving Koise moral support as Koise was in love with Clarrissa and she was just killed by Keiran. Another two characters are Zoe and Aiko. Zoe is a depressed character who has a bleak outlook on life, and has tried to take her life a couple of times. Koise is also a self-assigned caretaker to Zoe after Clarrissa dies, who had that position. I feel this gives him a more human mission as opposed to 'knock down this building' or 'secure this location'. In Sections III and especially IIII, Zoe is trying to convince the others that she has a more practical part in the group. Aiko is Zoe's younger sister, and is a very sugar-driven girl, and a polar opposite to Zoe, as well as being very naive. Like Zoe, she also tries to find her place in the team, however unlike Zoe this initiative is there from the moment she is part of the group that forms the team.

So I has not been written, we are in II? III and IIII exist, but not made public, and I remember most of these folkds from DeventArt, and the Kipo living with her parents story. So I have Kipo at home and school, then we wind up in this place, where Kipo is found walking down a trail, and kept.

Koise does not know her before?

There is also mention of interplanetary time travel, so book one becomes the end?

Yes a hat!

Well the Outcast Fanfic and the actual Outcast story are two entirely different things. In actuality, Koise is a descendant of Mat, who of course is part of the circle of friends Kipo is in. The fanfic uses the same characters, but in an entirely different world.

Scythe walked down the dark, quiet path in the night, unsure of what the future would bring. The mountain air blew through the trees, creating an eerie blow wail around her. Scythe had decided that, as they were her friends, she should give them the best chance they had. She left them her food, water, and even the two pistols she had picked up earlier in the mountain complex. She came to the crossroads and saw no sign of Keiran.

She pondered about him. How did he know about the meaning behind her name? She never told anyone that sort of thing. She also questioned his motives. Why did he want Marilyn dead? Was he paid to? Probably not, as he would have taken her out a few minutes ago and killed Marilyn, as he taunted her at the same meeting. She guessed that it was something personal, and there was also the possibility that Marilyn had a secret she doesn’t know about, a bit like Kipo being able to read the writing in the ruins.

Kipo. Jeez, what a misfit. She felt Kipo to be a high annoyance and a constant burden to the current task. She was always slowing them down. ‘Oh, I do not want to go through the door! It’s too scary!’ ‘Oh, I have fits when I land in water!’ ‘Oh, I now have a pretty much useless function by reading random writing on the walls!’

She held an irritated look when she heard Keiran’s voice sound from the bushes behind her.
“Sorry to keep you waiting.” He said lightly.
“Gotten lost?” Scythe said, turning around. He wasn’t to be seen.
“Making sure you weren’t trying anything.” He said again, this time to Scythe’s right. “Where are the guns?”
“I don’t have them.”
“You’re the one in possession of them, give them to me.” Again, from behind Scythe.
“I told you, I don’t have them!” she lied, “Marilyn does, mainly for self protection. We went over it last evening.”
“Well you’re going to have to deal with that, aren’t you?” Keiran said, finally revealing himself by walking from behind the signpost.
“I guess. What now?”
“Well, firstly we need to get you some gear. I trust you know how to handle advanced firearms?”
“I’m a fast learner, count it as a yes.”
“Good, very good. Come, into the bushes, we have to go. Jump in so as not to leave any marks.”
Scythe did a short bound into the bushy area behind the sign. Keiran then kicked the base of the sign, ripped it off, and did a toss into the bushes. This showed Scythe that he was quite strong, it went up into the higher bush areas. Keiran casually continued into the bush, and Scythe followed.

She had a plan, and she could only hope it would work. Quite sketchy in the detail, but the intentions and aim were set in stone. She would of course make attempts to warn Marilyn what she was up to, but how likely this would be remained to be shown to her. In fact the probability of her succeeding was less than likely. But over the course of her life Scythe had learned that you only get a certain amount of chances for things, so you have to go for them all.

Who to next?
A) Koise and Kipo
B) Marilyn, Booger and Bob

(A) Koise and Kipo.

Key players who have been eaten by a computer?

I beleive the voted option was actually for the character to be in a meadow, but they're shrunk.

This is a goodie of an update, MAJOR character change here!



Koise lifted his head off the ground feeling dizzy and light headed. He stumbled around a bit before he could set his own eyes straight and get his bearings. He saw large, blurry green streaks on a brown ground. He wondered where he was. As his vision focused and he stood up, he could see that the streaks were blades of grass. He looked up, and saw the large head of a flower high in the air.

Was he small, or the world large? He assumed the former, much easier. Oh crap, Kipo.
“Kipo?!” he called, “Kipo where are you?!” ‘Oh wait a sec,’ he thought, ‘she should still be in my mind. Kipo? You there?’
No reply. He turned around and saw she was right behind him, unconscious. Or at least asleep. The teleportation appeared to have separated them.
“Kipo?” he asked softly, “Kipo are you awake?” Wait, stupid question. He knelt down.
“Kipo? Kipo, wake up.” He put his hand on her shoulder. Wow, a rare moment where he could actually touch her. In a normal situation she would flinch, probably hit him. Her fur seemed perfect white, and no dirt stains were to be seen, even after what they’ve been through with the rain and mud and dirt and snow and whatnot.
“Kipo?” he asked again, turning her from her side to face up. “Kipo, time to wake up.”
She slowly opened her eyes, at which Koise let go of her shoulder. She said nothing.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes.” She said.
“Good. Think you can stand up?”
“I do not know.”
“Okay. Say,” he said, lifting up the medallion she wore with his fingers, “Where’d you get this?”
Kipo immediately felt nervous again, and she wanted to get up and leave right now, but she couldn’t, she felt unable to move.
“Well wherever you did, do you mind if I keep it? Don’t think it’d be good if you were running around with this, whatever it does.” Koise pulled it off of her, careful not to touch Kipo herself too much. Kipo felt frozen, and she wanted to say ‘No, I do not mind if you take it’, but her mouth seemed frozen too, she was unable to speak at all. She couldn’t even make a noise let alone actual words. When Koise put the medallion in his side pocket and got up, however, she could breathe easy again.
“To brief you on what just happened,” Koise said, “We’ve been teleported into some sort of meadow, however we’ve been shrunk.”
“Why am I not inside your mind?” Kipo asked.
“It appears the teleportation process separated you from my mind.” Koise replied.
Kipo thought so much.
Koise picked his staff off the ground and put in the fire crystal.
“It’s likely we’ll run into insects and stuff in here, so be on your guard.”
“I do not have a guard to stand on.”
“Oh, right. It’s a saying for ‘be cautious.’”
“Ok.”
Koise carefully walked between the clustered blades of grass, with Kipo keeping a close eye behind them. They saw a few insects fly overhead, but they took no notice of them. Soon they came upon the root of a tree. Koise, and therefore Kipo, followed it and found the actual tree. Looking up, Koise could see what appeared to be a rope tied to it. Following it, he found that it belonged to a hammock. In it was a Renon with yellow fur, a rarity these days.
“I’m going to go up there and wake her up, see if she can help us.”
“I do not think she will be able to help us.” Kipo said.
“Me neither.” Koise replied, “But I think it’s worth a shot. Stay here, and warn me if anything dangerous looks like or is going to attack you. I’ll be there as fast as I can if you do.”
“Okay.” Kipo said. She found his instructions to be clear and easy to understand. Usually it would be “Warn me if something comes along”, which she finds leaves a lot of vague spots for her to guess upon, which she didn’t like, especially if it was important.

Koise leapt up onto the bark of the tree and began to climb up it. The bark was rough, and thus Koise was able to climb it with relative ease. It was certainly a lot easier than that gears room he was in a moment ago. Well, that may not be true, he had no idea how long he was out for and what the time of day it was when he was inside the ruins (further made ambiguous by when he was knocked out after getting the Reversal Staff). His thoughts then strayed to Marilyn. Heh, she seemed cute enough, and her fur was pretty neat. He didn’t feel a mutal connection with her, though. Ahh well, if fate said so, then it must be true, right?

Before long he had reached the rope. Now the rope was tricky, because of the coiling bonds and strings which made it up. He slipped on the green Luck ring and carefully made his way across. He could see what the Renon looked like a bit more clearly. She was in a t-shirt which was a lighter shade of her fur, with a sort of black dual spiral shape on it, and she wore a red bandanna with dark green trousers. She appeared to be about 16 or 17.

Koise carefully shimmied his way across the side, and climbed up her arm and onto her chest.
“Uh… excuse me?” he said. Evidently not loud enough. “Hello?!” he shouted. “Hello, could you please wake up?!”
The Renon slowly opened her eyes.
“Good, you’re awake!!” he said. “Perhaps you could help out me and my friend here?!”
“Oh,” the Renon said, “another one! Jeez, it’s been a long time, hasn’t it?”
“Huh?!” Koise said.
“Oh, right, none of them knew. I’ll explain once I unshrink you.”
“So you can help us?!”
“I certainly can!”
“Great!!”
And then Koise heard a loud scream coming from the base of the tree trunk.
“Oh crap, Kipo!!” he said worringly.
“Here, onto my shoulder, where is she?” the girl said.
“At the base of the tree, over there!” Koise said as he climbed his way up to her shoulder.
“Hold on.” She said, and she got up out of the hammock. The force would have pulled Koise off had he not been prepared. He looked around and saw Kipo, with a large Weta approaching her. She was screaming quite loudly and fearfully, and crouched as if in an earthquake.

The girl bent down and picked up the Weta, and then flung it across the meadow. She leant down further to Kipo. Despite the loss of the Weta, she still remained terribly afraid. The girl put her hand out.
“Here, climb on.” She said. Kipo did nothing.
“I don’t think she will. Let me go down and talk to her.”
“Alright. Be careful.”
“Don’t worry, luck’s on my side.” Koise jumped down her shoulder and down her arm, off her hand and to Kipo.
“Kipo, Kipo it’s okay.” Koise said reassuringly. No help. “Kipo, Kipo please, listen to me. Everything’s okay, it’s gone now. I’m here to protect you.” No change.
“Is she going to be alright?” Clarrissa said, concerned.
“Yeah, hold on, this can take a while.” Koise thought. Oh, of course! He reached into his backpack and took out the ring which removes fear. “Kipo, Kipo, I want you to put this on.” He said, putting the ring in front of her. “It’ll help.” Kipo did nothing. “Trust me.”

Kipo didn’t appear to react, but eventually she took out her hand and put the ring on. Her breathing slowed and became less and less heavy, and she relaxed. She lifted her head up.
“Is everything better, Kipo?”
“Yes.” For some reason she didn’t think to correct him that he meant just her, not absolutely everything.
“Thanks for waiting.” Koise said to the girl.
“No problem!” she replied. “My name is Clarrissa. I’m the guardian of this place. Every so often I get shrunken people from the mountain ruins a long way away from here.”
“So we’re more separated from the group? Damn!”
“I should lead you to my place.” Clarrissa said. “Here, into my hand.” She put out her hand, and Koise and Kipo hopped in. Kipo didn’t feel afraid of going onto the hand of someone she’s never met before. Clarrissa pulled her hand up and carried them towards her house, a short walk away.
“You okay Kipo?” Koise asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” She replied.
“Did you just say I’m?”
“What?”
“You said I’m instead of I am.”
“I did?”
“Yes.”
Kipo didn’t say anything, however she did feel a bit strange.

Clarrissa reached her house, or rather quaint cottage, and led them inside. Instead of arriving in a back kitchen, they arrived in a small, dark room, lit by a few candles. On the lone table in the middle of the room were two fruit, a bit like apples. Clarrissa laid them onto the table next to them.
“These fruit will help you grow to normal size again.” She said. “They’ve been here for a while, so they may be a bit off.”
Koise and Kipo took a bite. Almost instantly they began to grow bigger. They had to adjust themselves as they got bigger and bigger on the table and ran out of room. Soon they were normal size again.
“Ahh, much better! You okay Kipo?”
“Yup!” she said brightfully, and immediately she stopped. Something was wrong.
“Kipo… you sure you’re okay?”
“I’m okay as I think I can be…” she replied.
“You did it again!”
“Did what?”
“Said I’m instead of I am!”
“Man… something’s wrong.”
Indeed, it was quite obvious now. Kipo was now beginning to act, well… normal. And yet Kipo being normal was quite alien for Koise.
“Err, what’s going on here?” Clarrissa asked.
“Well Kipo’s acting very strange.” Koise said. “Like, normally she acts a bit off beat, reclusive, she keeps to herself and talks, not to mention thinks, quite literally. She’s never acted like this before.”
“I don’t think this is very natural either.” Kipo replied. “Or fun.” She added. “But in a way it is…”
“You have any idea what’s going on?” Koise asked Clarrissa. She shook her head.
“Maybe we should go outside, get some fresh air.” Kipo said.
“Yeah… yeah okay, let’s do that.” Koise replied. And so they opened the door and back into the meadow.
“It’s a lovely day outside.” Kipo said. Yeah, this was totally weird.
“Kipo, let me touch you.”
“Eww, pervert!”
“Uh-you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I know, joke.”
Koise gave her a very strange look. She almost couldn’t control what she was saying, she was just doing what was coming natural to her, like she usually did. Koise took Kipo’s hand. No Kipo-ish reaction.
“That’s very strange.” She said.
“No kidding.”
“We should sit down,” Clarrissa said, pointing to the set of chairs and table near her hammock, “I need to talk to you guys.”
“Okay!” Kipo said. As they walked to the chairs, Kipo said “I like your shirt Clarrissa!”
“Thanks! I like yours too!”
“Haha, I got it for my 14th birthday. It’s the logo for the Magnet Association.”
“Why’s that?”
“Well I like magnets!” Kipo did a second thought. She suddenly realized that she didn’t like magnets as much as she used to.
Koise felt this was getting stranger by the second. Kipo acting normal almost felt scary to him. In fact her sentences were now less separate in the wording and now felt like a long word like everyone else’s. He sat down and hoped the discussion would make some sense of it all.
“So,” Koise said, “What do you want to talk about?”
“You two.” Clarrissa answered.
“Really?” Kipo asked, “I feel so privileged.”
“Heh, I guess you should be. You see, I’ve been waiting here for over 30 years.”
“You don’t look thirty.” Kipo said.
“Yeah, I know. I’ve got the gift of eternal youth! Great thing is I act like it too! Anyways, throughout my time here, I’ve seen several people come by here via the way you did. It’s strange, I know, but that’s the way it goes.”
“So, how are me and Koise involved?”
“Well, there’s this prophecy that told of a male Renon with a backpack and staff, and a female albino Renon who can read the ancient scripts.”
“That’d be me!”
“Yes, looks like it. So you can read it, then?”
“Pretty good, yeah. The grammar is a bit weird, though.”
“Yeah that happens.”
“What’s so important about us?” Koise asked.
“You’re the two who can fix everything.”
“What things?”
“Well, since you’ve come from the mountain ruins you may know a little bit about this. Heard about the Magic Wars?”
“Yeah, that’s when technology wiped out magic, right?” Koise said.
“Right. Now, the man who commissioned all that is still alive.”
“Hmm… how alive?”
“Oh very. Like me he’s got eternal youth, although it kicked in a little later than mine and he looks like he’s about 30.”
“Oh okay. Still, why can’t your normal everyman do it?”
“Because you’re of magic descent.”
“Oh, really?”
“Yup!”
“Er… how?”
“Parentage. Your parents most likely had the magical genes and passed them on to you.”
“So I have some magical genes?” Kipo exclaimed. “Wow.”
“Are there any others?” Koise asked.
“Oh yes, definitely some alive right now, although about a week ago I sensed that two of them died.”
“Ouch, how many of us left?”
“Few. Aside from me and you two there may be about 2 others, and I already know one of them.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. He name is Zoe, she lives with me. Right now she’s out front enjoying the butterflies and the flowers.”
“And the other?”
“Well I can’t tell. I can only sense their life force. About a week ago two of them went.”
“So that leaves the numbers to 5?”
“Yup.”
“Great.”
“Clarrissa?” Kipo asked.
“Yes?”
“Can I go and see Zoe?”
“Yeah, okay.”
“Yay!” And she left the table and bounded through the meadow, with a twirl as she went in front of the house.
Koise leaned to Clarrissa. “She’s been acting weirder and weirder ever since we got here.”
“Well the only magical force here, aside from the fruit, is that this place tends to make people feel a bit cheerful. Like me!”
“It’s not just that. There’s more to it than that, I think.”
“How so?”

Who should we follow most in the next section?
A) Koise and Clarrissa
B) Kipo and Zoe

Last edited by KBABZ on 19 Dec 2007, 11:48 pm, edited 1 time in total.

B. Kipo does social.

Koise and Clarrissa also have potential, discussing Kipo's condition, ex-condition, and she is still wearing the no fear ring, so mixed results when in the local magic field.

It may be short, but for once in her life Kipo can introduce herself to a stranger, and get to know them.

Plus we get to meet Zoe.

“Well,” Koise said, “before she was all like, unsociable and she wouldn’t talk at all unless we asked her something or she felt she had something really relevant to say. She’d hate being touched and wouldn’t go anywhere near water. She also appeared to be a bit down. But now, she doesn’t have any of that. So far she’s made far more conversation than she used to. Like, she wouldn’t even say hi to someone. But she’s greeted you, had small conversation, and now she’s off to meet somebody. It’s the scariest thing in the world!”


Kipo went around the house and found Zoe sitting in amongst the flowerbed She wore grey-purple pants, and a black cap with pink lightning streaks on it, with an Emerald Buckle in a shape similar to the infinity sign. She also wore a thick singlet with a hoodie on the back, which bore a thick koru design.
“Hello!” Kipo said said.
Zoe sat up. “Oh, hi! Where’re you from? You another person who got shrunk?”
“Yeah, I came here with my friend Koise.”
“Ahh yes, I remember, I heard you guys talking around back.”
Kipo sat down next to her.
“So, where are you from?” she asked.
“Oh, I came from a far off place called LOSA.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I was part of a group trying to escape its walls. No-one has ever made it out. Except me and, at the time, my mum.”
“Wow.”
“Yeah, I know. I didn’t know where to go, I was only very little. We were just on the edge of the horizon there when my mother couldn’t go any further.” Zoe pointed her finger out to the landscape. It was very peaceful and contempt, many hills wove their way up and down, and they were covered in lush grass and colourful flowers. Halfway to the horizon, the grass faded and the flowers vanished. Replacing them were bare, dirty hills, and just on the edge of the horizon, Kipo could just barely make out a crown of mountains.
“Those the Kulun Mountains?” Kipo asked.
“Yes.”
“Ahh. The rest of my friends are over there.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah. We got separated while we were exploring some mountain ruins, and Koise and me wounded up here.”
“Wow. Anyway, my mother let herself rest onto the ground, and I waited. And I waited some more. When thought she could go on, I tried to wake her, but she didn’t move. I tried some more, and still nothing. And then I realized…”
“That she was dead?”
“Yeah… I stayed by her for a longer time still, hoping that she would somehow get up, as if nothing had happened. I cuddled up to her and slept. I was awoken the next morning by Clarrissa. I figured by then I couldn’t do anything now.”
“Aww…”
“But this place…” Zoe said, looking around, “It’s wonderful. I could spend my whole life here. I never worry about anything, and I’m safe here, I can do whatever I want.”
“It does look like you are very happy here.”
“Yeah, I am.” Zoe paused for a moment. “So, tell me about yourself.”
“Well, my name is Kipohan Lamron. Everyone calls me Kipo though.”
“I like your name. It’s quite pretty.”
“Thanks!” Kipo said, blushing. “I come from a town called Umatari.”
“Quite far off.”
“Yeah, I know. I lived with my mum and dad. Dad was great, he helped me with everything and was very kind. But my mother…”
“Was a complete ass?”
“Yeah. She hated me for what I was.”
“Well you seem to be a nice enough person.”
For the first time in a while, Kipo couldn’t say anything.
“Kipo…?” Zoe looked at Kipo for a while.
“…I’m not supposed to be like this.” She said finally.
“Oh?”
“No.” Kipo sighed, sadly. “I’m never like this. I’m usually untalkative and reclusive, I want to be on my own, in my own little world, playing with my Dayol Cube. I never usually like to talk to people.”
“Aww, why is that?”
“I don’t know. I was born that way, I’ve been like that for as long as I can remember.”
“So why are you like this now?”


“Sounds like she’s gone through a lot since you met her.”
“Yeah, I know,” Koise said, “It can be tough looking after her sometimes.”
“It’s very kind that you do, though.”
“Yeah. I like doing it, I like making people feel happy.”
“So… when did she start acting different?” Clarrissa asked.
“Well, when we arrived she was acting normal. She talked and acted the way she always does. It was shortly after that incident with that creepy bug…”
“Weta.”
“Yeah, that. Wait a sec… it was right after I put on that ring!”
“What ring?”
“This orange ring! It’s a magical one, it removes fear. We used it on her before to see if it worked, but she didn’t act like this when she wore it. Then again we didn’t keep it on her for all that long…”
“That must be the reason.” Clarrissa said.
“Dunno why it has this side-effect, though.”
“Well, magic can be a bit unstable if you don’t know what you’re doing. Whoever charmed that ring must’ve been a bit slack at it.”


“So it was after you put on that ring?”
“Yeah, it looks like it…” Kipo reflected on this.
“So, what does it feel like, to act normal?”
“It feels… different. I feel more outgoing. I can let myself make a few mistakes and not kick myself about it. But I also feel… empty, kind of, in a funny sort of way. It’s a bit hard to describe.”
“Heheh.”
“I also think a bit more of myself. I realize that I’m different, both physically and in the way I used to think. It feels tainting.”
“Well I think you’re beautiful.” Zoe said.
“Really?”
“Yeah! I love your white fur, I’ve never seen anything like it. Your eyes are amazing too.”
“Thanks!” Kipo said, blushing again.
“Zoe, Kipo!” Clarrissa called out from the back, “We’re going to have some lunch!”
“Oh, goody!” Zoe said, getting up.
“What do you have for lunch?”
“Could be anything!” Zoe said. “I prefer sticking to sandwiches, though.”
“Alright, let’s eat!”
“Oh waitwaitwait, hold on a sec.” Zoe said, bending down. She got up and held a yellow flower in her hands. She put it in Kipo’s hair.
“Why’re you giving me this?”
“Because we’re friends!” Zoe said. “I always do this for people I befriend and like.”
“And how many has that been so far, apart from me?”
“Two…”
“Heheh, well, c’mon, I’m a bit hungry too.”
“Oh, Kipo?” Zoe asked.
“Yes?”
“Do you think you would want to go back to the way you were?”
Kipo took some time to think. “No, no I don’t think I would.”

Continue with Koise and Kipo?
A) Yes
B) No, I want to hear about Scythe and Keiran
C) No, I want to hear about Marilyn, Booger and Bob

how come I don't get one of these threads

Just make one! Come up with a setting, a basic character or two, and let it go from there! You can even ask for it to be stickied like mine is (it remained that way even after having no updates for over four months.