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How to fuck up the balance of the universe.
Howdy! I’m AYDAN. AYDAN the AUTHOR! Hmmm… You’re new to MY BLOG, aren’tcha? Golly, you must be so confused. Someone ought to teach you how things work around here! I guess little old me will have to do. Ready? Here we go! See that large box of text? That is part of the story, the very thing this blog was made for! This story will start out weak, but can grow strong if the blog gains lots of FW. What’s FW stand for? Why, FOLLOWERS, of course! You want to be a FOLLOWER, don’t you? Don’t worry, I’ll show you how it’s done! ;P Down here, to become a FOLLOWER you have to sell a small part of yourself… a littel red… “soul heart.” Are you ready? Click the follow botton! Read as much as you can!
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hey there! Aydan here! I bet all of you wonderful people are wondering what the binary code Adrian thought up was huh? Well you're in luck! Imma tell you all what it said cause I'm such a nice author and don't make you figure it out yourselves, cause honestly it's pretty long. So here's what it said:
"Listen here you childish piece of shit I don’t mean to be rude my annoying little homeslice, bread slice, dawg, but I gotta warn ya if you call me kid one more diddly darn time I’m gonna have to diddly darn snap your neck and wowza, wouldn’t that be a crummy juncture, huh? Do you want that? Do you wish upon yourself to come into a physical experience with a crummy juncture, because I swear to the holy glub above you little shit of a motherfucking asshole if you keep this up then well gosh diddly darn I just might have to get not so friendly with you, my idiot questioning enigma taco of a brainmate."
welp, now ya know! Have fun with that knowledge!!
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AHHH haven’t gotten there
October 14th, 2016 @ 12:23 AM
Welp, seems we still haven’t gotten there, oh well. We can do this right?? DETERMINATION!!!!! Okay okay back to the story.
October 13th, 2016 @ 12:49 PM
“I can’t believe you just did that. You know that gives me a headache…”
“I warned you before, you chose to not listen.”
“Yeah, but when one of us gets a headache we ‘both’ get a headache. Are you really willing to deal with that?”
“If it means teaching you a lesson? Yes. Do you not remember when I bite my hand to the point it bled twenty times just to try and get Austin to stop cutting? I’m very stubborn when it comes to proving my points, and more than willing to put myself through mental and physical pain to do so.”
“Why did I have to get stuck with one of the most stubborn people in the world as a brainmate?”
“'Cause the universe hates both of us. Trust me, I bet today something is gonna happen that leads to us getting a whole bunch of trouble later on in life. I can almost guarantee it.”
“That sixth sense of yours again?”
“Yup and we both know how often it’s right.”
“Yeah, ninety-nine percent, and I hate it with a nonexistent passion.”
“Would you stop trying to act like an edgy mother fucker. Nobody but me can hear you so you don’t have to keep up the act.”
“Yes, I do since I’m going to be the one walking to the store with Archer.”
“Wait, what? We never agreed on this.”
“Yes we did, you got to walk to the store with him yesterday, so I get to do it today. That was the deal, we switch on and off.”
“Prove it I want a memory reel right now.”
“You know it doesn’t work that way with conversations in our heads.”
“…you really wanna walk with him?”
“Yes I do, he’s my friend too.”
“My crush.”
“Even better reason for me to take my turn, plus it’ll give you a break.”
“I don’t need breaks from being in charge Ky, but I get where you’re coming from so fine.”
“Okay. Then give me control.”*
Kyro who was now in charge of their body walked over to their friend groups normal table.
“I have my food, we can go now if you want Archer.”
“Oh okay, bye guys. Be back in a bit.”
As both the young teenagers, 15 years of age walk down the street to the store they share a conversation about what type of powers they would like to have if they had magic.
“I would want to control my bones, it’s highly versatile if used correctly, and most people don’t think of it that way so they wouldn’t expect my attacks,” Kyro states, his arm linked with Archers and a smile on his face similar to Adrian’s.
“Huh, very thought out. I think I would want shadow manipulation.” He states creasing his eyebrows a bit making it look like he’s deep in thought. Kyro can almost see the gears turning in his head.
“Hmm, that seems like a good power, but as all powers go there has to be some sort of cap on it so that you don’t seem too overpowered or else your character isn’t relatable anymore.”
“True. What caps would you put on yours?”
“Well, for starters I would make it to where the only bones they could manipulate were their own, and that also since, in this case, I’m the character, they would have trouble protruding their bones out of their body unless they were highly emotional since I don’t typically get too emotional. There would also be a cap on how far the bone could be away from them so that they could control it, but since they already have so many caps I think this one can be a bit more lenient and say they can have a fifty mile radius on their power, and that they can freely manipulate them, but they still have to respect the laws of physics so gravity and what not still affect the bones.”
“Wow… that’s way more thought out than mine. Did you just come up with all that?”
“Hm? No, of course not. My online friend Kyro and I are writing a story together, and we were discussing powers, and this was one of them. I was highly drawn to this particular power for some reason. Possibly due to my love for a certain skeleton, heh.”
“Oh my god, you and Sans I swear. How are you doing with the game anyways?”
“Still haven’t beat him. Though I’m okay with this, I really love his fighting music so either way, it’s enjoyable at least.”
“That’s true, Megalovania is awesome.”
As the children continue their conversation about an insanely hard to beat skeleton and the games music they enter Securepath and head straight to the drinks aisle.
*“Remember Kyro, tea.”
“Adrian come on, can we please get a soda? We both enjoy it.”
“Ky, no. I worked my butt off so that I could get a tea. You are not stealing this from me.”
“But Adrian the tea isn’t as big and won’t last us as long, plus the soda is cheaper. All in all, we both know the soda is a better deal.”
“…I want tea. I get your chore money for buying tea next time got it?”
“Deal.”*
“So, are you going to buy tea or soda?” Archer asks unaware of the mental conversation going on in Kyro’s head.
“Soda, I kinda wanted tea, but the soda is a better deal.”
“Okay, hurry up and grab it.”
“Kay, you can go ahead and start walking to the donut section, I’ll be right behind you.”
“Sure thing Adrian, don’t take too long unless you don’t want to use my Securepath card.”
“Heh, yeah. Okay.”
Kyro quickly grabs a two liter of diet coke and jogs up to Archer who is only a little whiles away and quickly links arms with him while holding the soda in his other arm.
“Hey!” Kyro says sweetly trying to act as Adrian as he can, nearly making himself mentally vomit from how cutesy he has to act.
“Heh, took you long enough,” Archer says jokingly booping Kyro’s nose. Kyro reflexively crinkles his nose and leaning his head away from Archer’s hand.
“ahh, would you stop that?” He says knocking his head against Archer’s shoulder in protest.
Archer chuckles a bit as they approach the donuts.
“I have no clue what I want.”
“You could just get a maple bar.”
“I don’t like those.”
“Noted.”
“You’re going to write that in your profile aren’t you?”
“Yep.”
“I’m just going to get one of the waffle donuts.”
“Mkay.”
“Why do you even do those little profiles anyways? It’s kind of weird.”
“It helps me keep track of information. Terrible memory, remember?”
“Yeah, but I’ve seen my profile. That’s some pretty detailed shit. You even have sock size, how the hell did you even find that out?”
“Remember when you needed a pair of black socks for band and I said I’d buy you some? That’s when. I wrote it in your profile the day you gave it to me so I could remember.”
“Oh, it’s still weird.”
“It may be weird, but it’s effective.”
“I guess?”
“Are you done grabbing your donut? I wanna hurry up and pay so I can crack this bad boy open, plus I don’t want to be late for class again.”
“Yeah, I got it lets go.”
Kyro and Archer link arms again and head to the self-check out to purchase their items.
October 14th, 2016 @ 1:43 AM
We’ll be getting to the exciting part in the next entry!! Yay!! I can’t wait, and oh my gods is it freaking weird!!
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Aaaand we still haven't gotten to the exciting thing...
October 13th, 2016 @ 10:12 PM
Guess who’s back!!! Yeah that’s right it’s me! Adrian lolol. I’m gonna write a bit more of what happened today down. By maybe 1 AM I’ll have the full day down lol and then I can probs start updating it on a regular basis as things happen!! Yay! Well here’s the next part of this shit fest I call life lol
October 13th, 2016 @ 12:36 PM
“Hey, guys!” Adrian says to everyone with a bright smile while setting their things down on the ground near an empty spot around the table and dragging a chair over.
“Hey Adrian, how was the chat with Mr. Kaepernick?” Arminda asks already knowing what more or less happened due to her past couple of school years with them.
“Oh you know, the usual. I don’t need your help, stop trying to lie to me about how much ya care. That sort of thing.”
“So you went easy on him?”
“Eh, if you call scaring him going easy.”
“Psychoanalysis?”
“Not really, just called him out on his poor acting.”
“Mkay, don’t go getting yourself in trouble, though, okay?”
“Can’t get punished for saying what I think. They have no grounds to punish me for doing so since that would infringe upon my rights via the first amendment which states and I quote ‘Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances.’ If even the government can’t do anything about it, schools definitely can’t.”
“…Aren’t you getting an F in US Government?”
“Yeah, why?”
“…Then how in the world do you know the first amendment word for word?”
“I’ve had to use it… a lot…”
“…Okay then.”
Moving away from the table and on their way to the lunch line, they bump into their friend Archer.
“Oh hey, Adrian!” He says with a bright smile that makes both Kyro and Adrian’s hearts flutter.
*”Dude, why in the world did the Gods make him so damn cute?”
“No clue, but remember. He’s aromantic, so we should avoid making any moves towards him.”
“I already knew that ya dingus!” “Just reminding you, you sometimes get a little carried away.”*
“Hey Archer, how ya doin’?” Adrian asks, returning his smile with one of their own.
“Just heating up my lunch, do you wanna walk down to Securepath?”
“Sure, I think I have a dollar, so I can buy some tea while we’re there.”
*”I want soda…”
“No. We’re getting tea since I’m the one who was in charge when we did our chores.” “…Fine.”*
“Mkay, I’ll wait for you at the table.”
“Okay, I’m just gonna get my lunch and then we can go.”
Archer walks over to the group, to go eat while he waits for Adrian. They go through the lunch line getting a chocolate milk, and a spicy chicken burger with swiss cheese on it.
*”This looks disgusting…”
“I agree but it’s all they give us for food so suck it up Ky.”
“I refuse to let that enter our mouth dammit.”
“You said the same thing yesterday, and yet what happened? We ate it, and enjoyed it to some extent.”
“I wanted to puke the entire time, but our body seems to be immune to those feelings when you’re in charge. I’m not exactly sure why, though…”
“Because I’m not a sissy like you, that’s why.”
“Fuck off.”
“Never.”
“….”
“You know you love me.”
“And I hate every second that that love surfaces.”
Adrian breaks into small giggles on the outside but is bursting is laughter on the inside.
*“Adrian, stop laughing like a maniac, people are starting to look at us.”
“So? Let them look, we both know we’re hot.”
“I know you’re lying through your gray matter right now. Don’t try and pull that fake confidence shit with me, kid.”
“What did I tell you about calling me, kid?”
“What that you’ll flood our head with binary code if I do it again?”
“Yup.”
“Well I don’t see any-”
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“Ah! Okay! Shit, just stop with the numbers already! I can only read a couple of those at a time!”
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The story Continues
October 13, 2016 @7:43 PM
I’m bored again and I just can’t stop thinking about today’s events, so I think I’m gonna add another log of what happened. I’m not sure how far I’ll get cause there was just so much that a happened, but I’m definitely gonna write it all down by tonight ^-^
October 13th, 2016 @ 12:20 PM
“How can I help ya, teach?” They say casually while more or less sitting on one of the student desks.
“You could start by not sitting on the desks.” He says, charming as always.
Adrian just shrugs and continues to sit on the desk.
“I meant why are you keeping me after class? I’m sorry I talked too loudly, but it’s not like I was the only one talking, so singling me out is a lil unfair, ya know?”
He sighs, not wanting to deal with their shit today. He already has to deal with enough of it during class.
Why did I have to get HER in my class? There’s no way I can get her to transfer since no other teachers will take her… and I can’t get her expelled because she hasn’t ACTUALLY done anything wrong…
*”You know he’s lamenting the fact we’re in his class right?”
“Oh, I’m fully aware. You can tell just by lookin’ at his body language and listening to his tone of voice.”
“You are a sadistic masochist you know that.”
“Says the guy who would gladly clock him in the face.”
“Didn’t say I disagreed with your course of action, but I recommend not mentally screwing over the teacher so bad that they quite again. You’re starting to give us a bad rep.”
“Hey, no skin off my bones. If they wanna quit that’s their choice, not my fault they lack the mental fortitude to deal with me.”
“We both know that isn’t true.”
“Well, at least I only aim for the teachers that abuse their authority.”
“You’re forgetting the ones that just annoy you.”
“Well, yeah, those guys too, but I usually go a lot easier on them.”*
“Ms. Lilium!” the teacher raises his voice and snapping his fingers in front of Adrian trying to get their attention.
“Oh, ya what’s up teach? Finally gonna tell me why I’m being forced to stay after class?” They ask acting as if they’ve done nothing wrong.
The teacher takes a deep breath to calm himself and then proceeds to tell Adrian what’s “up.”
“The reason I’ve kept you after class today was to discuss your grades. I can tell you’re very smart, and not just in the art of driving people to insanity. I can tell you know what you’re doing, and at the beginning of the year you had shown great promise! Sadly…, it seems your grades have been slipping as of late. Is there any reason for that? And if so can I help in anyway?” The teacher asks trying his hardest to put on a good mask of faked support and concern.
Adrian remains silent for a few moments thinking, about what they should do to answer this question. They could tell him the truth, or they could straight up lie to his face… but no. Adrian has a much better idea.
They smile sweetly at the teacher as if they actually appreciate the forced attempt at concern for their well being and then… they open their mouth and the facade is gone, only to be replaced with a cruel and calculating smirk as they speak.
“Sir, please, if you’re going to lie to me at least make it convincing. I know you don’t care about my well being or the fact my grades are dropping at an astronomical rate. No, the only reason you have any concerns about them right now is because you know that if I fail this class you’ll have to deal with me next year all over again,” They say taking in their teachers growing look of shock.
“Another thing is that it’s none of your business what’s going on with my life right now or why my grades are slipping. I will get a passing grade in this class by the end of the term so I wouldn’t worry if I were you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have better things to do with my lunch time then squabble with the likes of you. Good bye Sir!” They say making their voice sound as if they were saying a sweet goodbye to one of their best friends instead of rigged goodbye to a faculty member.
After they grab their things and leave the classroom they walk down the hall and start their short journey to the cafeteria where most of their friends would be located.
*”Was it really necessary to show that side of yourself to him?“
“Yup!”
“But why?”
“So he knows not to mess with me, duh.”
“Next time if you want to intimidate someone let me handle it please, I don’t want to get expelled again.”
“Not my fault people get so offended over small things such as words. It’s their own faults for being so weak minded.”
“And people say we act cold when I’m in control…”
“Heehee, it’s only cause I know how to mask my frozen heart under a mask of warm friendship and a bright smile!”
“I worry for your friends sometimes…”*
They walk into the cafeteria instantly spotting their normal table with multiple teens crowded around it chatting vigorously.
October 13th, 2016 @ 8:21 PM
Well that enough for now I guess. Try not to judge me too hard with how I acted towards the teacher kay? He really is a huge dick and he’s hurt a lot of the people at our school so he deserves it. Well in my book at least lolol
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STORY START!!!!!
October 13th, 2016 6:00PM
Today something really weird happened… I’m not going to go into too much detail right now, not before I tell you how it all happened. Oh! Actually, let’s try this in third person mode hmm?? I need to brush up on my storytelling after all ;P
Okay, okay.
~October 13th, 2016 11:20 AM
(Here’s a link to my Key in case you didn’t see it earlier
A young teenager sits in the middle of their 3rd-period class diligently writing away on a stack of papers filled with information on their own OC’s next to their best friend who is busy reading the class textbook. When they’re almost done with one of the sheets they had been working on they hear a voice in the back of their head already knowing who it is they quickly switch part of their focus to their other personality within their mind.
*”Adrian, I’m bored.”
“What do you want me to do about it?”
“I don’t know, can we read the textbook or something? I don’t like just listening to the teacher.”
“Sorry Ky, but it’s kinda important that I listen to him as well. Maybe after he’s done.:
“You know he’s going to be talking the entire class time.”
“…”
“Don’t send me those mental dots of yours. You know I’m right, so stop procrastinating and get the textbook out.”
“I hate you.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”*
The teenager we have now identified as Adrian sighs, and grabs their US History textbook out of their backpack knowing it’s a fruitless battle to try and go against Kyro since they know he’s right and that they’re just trying to avoid doing any actual work.
Damn jerk, always making me work on classwork and whatnot. Why can’t I just have one slack off day? Is that so much to ask for?
They continue to complain within their own mind instead of the shared mind space they and Kyro talk to each other in as they set the heavy book on their desk with a thunk and then going to work on their character sheets once again.
*”…”
“I got it out. Be happy.”
“Nope.”
“Ugh! What more do you want from me? I don’t want to do this right now, I just wanna work on my OC’s dammit!”
“Poor you, open the book and start reading about the civil war. I refuse to let you fail this class.”
“You sound like Mom…”
“Please never compare me to that monster again, I would threaten to kill you, but, sadly that would mean I’d have to kill myself as well, and I’m not willing to die just yet.”
“Wow, so nice to know I mean nothing to you.”*
As their mental conversation goes on Adrian complies to Kyro’s wishes and opens the book to the chapter on the civil war. They instinctively scowl at the book, never have been one to like history and has grown even more hateful of the subject since they end up failing every history class they take.
“Hey Adrian, you okay?”
Snapping out of their daze, their head whips over to look at their friend Armida, who was looking at them with concern.
“Um, yeah. Why you askin’?” They ask smiling at their close friend who had their usual look of skepticism.
“You were scowling at your book as if it had just killed your newborn child.”
“So… I looked happy? Guess that is p rare for me huh?” they say smirking, knowing very well that they usually seem happy in the eyes of others, Armida has gotten better at spotting their inner turmoil as the years have passed and they have gotten to know each other better.
“Adrian, don’t lie. What’s up?” She says moving her book aside so that she can fully focus on her friend’s problems.
“Dude, nothing’s wrong. I’m fine, I was just having a little mental quarrel with myself over whether I should start studying or not. Sadly studying won…” they say their face morphing into a grimace as they mention Kyro’s victory.
“Ah, okay. If you’re sure that’s all there is to it…”
“Positive my lovely broskee. Don’t worry about me I got my shit covered!” They say a bit too loudly while giving Armida a thumbs up and a large smile, causing the teacher, and a few other students nearby to give them weird looks.
Armida punches them in the arm and whisper yells “Keep your voice down you idiot! I don’t want to get in trouble!”
Adrain rubs the place where Armida had punched them and quickly apologizes. The teacher suddenly stands up and tell the students that they can leave, except Adrian.
They pack up their stuff and walk over to the teacher’s desk, already prepared for the verbal bashing that’s to come for talking out in class.
“Good luck.” Armida whispers to them before leaving.
October 13th, 2016 6:23 PM
Well, I think that was enough for right now, I’ll probably write more later tonight ^w^
Adrian Lilium signing out for now!~
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KEY!!!
Key: *Words* = in the main characters head(s)
Normal text = experience/ speech
Personal thoughts of Kyro
Personal thoughts of Adrian
Other persons thoughts
Doing it this way so it doesn’t get too confusing as to who is talking.
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Greetings from Aydan the Author
Hiya! Nice to meetcha, feel free to message or ask me anything. Hey even the character’s themselves might answer a question if it peeks their interest! Don’t be shy kay?? Let’s get started hmm???
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