#he never struggled and cant relate to their struggles which just kinda puts a wall up sometimes

[pear1ridge-a]

tate is so so clingy w the people he cares about

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SPOILERS FOR MS. MARVEL

ok guys i expected this show to be pretty average.. nope. it was great. just 1 episode in and its already one of my favorite marvel shows. heres a bit of my thoughts on it -its so cool to see more representation. im not Muslim or Pakistani so i cant say anything about those aspects (tho im sure u could find stuff about it online from those more knowledgeable) other than its great to see other cultures and languages in a production like this. and like MoonKight they had what i assume to be cultural music, which was also rlly cool -ITS SO RELATABLE! LIKE SKDFJSGS;, i dont have the words. the fact that she daydreams all day about being a superhero, doodles during class, is a literal fangirl, and has parents who doesnt understand what she likes, is. so. relatable. this is the most ive ever seen myself in a marvel character, which is kinda the point of the show. but still. i was watching her talk about making her cosplay and looking at fanart and its just, i do those things. i have marvel shirts and dream about going to cons. the amount of, just feeling, i felt when her mom completely shut down her plan to go to AvengerCon is just, immense. like wow, so many ppls parents judge their kids for the things they like. the scene where Kamala tried to put something around her hips after her mom told her the outfit was too skimpy or tight (without even seeing it i might add) was something i just immediately felt. she didnt even need to monologue about why she felt the need to do it, i could instantly understand based on her action and expression. i cant put into words how this feels like a show that just gets us -her friendship with Bruno (im still not over that song why would u do this to me Disney). its so accurate to how friendship is and its so wholesome to watch. Kamala feeling out of place in school and being quite to meeting with Bruno and talking about the con? thats great, thats the friendships i wanna see. there was no romance, tho there may be based on the look they shared on the roof, but im surprisingly open to it. i usually never like romance in action based shows but they understand each other so well. their struggles and dreams, like even if their love is just platonic its still there. and i love to watch it (not to mention its the literal perfect superhero partner dynamic, the one who fights and the one in the chair) -the directing. ive had a lot of problems with Disney directing as of late (cough cough Boba Fett) but marvel shows have always been fine. WandaVision was rlly unique in its idea, so was Hawkeye, but none have stood out in just plain directing so far. until this. theres no weird shaky camera for no reason, no weird up close face shots (im looking at u The Falcon and the Winter Soldier), nothing like that. just good camera work and going 100% with the theme. the drawings coming to life on the walls and their texts becoming signs and Kamala's planning being animated/drawn. its like spider-verse and i love it. it seems so true to her character and the vibe of the show. reminds me of a movie i think exists where some guy in high school has the ability to make the things he draws real, but im not sure if i just made that up lol -references. some ppl call them easter eggs but either way their great. like me tell u i was screaming whenever i saw something from the greater mcu. even before the show started i noticed how MoonKight is now in the intro logo. there was a lot but some things i remember r the og captain america song at the con, the drawing mentioning his ass, also at the con, the trust a bro truck and original ms. marvel design as art during the end credits. im sure there was more and im kinda disappointed im not remembering them after just watching it -the mysteries. whyd the bracelet (idk if thats what its called but for now bracelet) give her powers? who r the ppl in the end scene (i dont think any other marvel show has had an end scene first ep)? will her old friend refriend her? OMG SHE STILL HAS THE POWER TO EXTEND HER LIMBS?? BUT NOW ITS LIKE CRYSTALS???

[icharchivist]

A DGM/Within Temptation song list. Somehow.

@x-theskyatdawn-x replied to your post “@x-theskyatdawn-x replied to your post “DGM Playlist: *starts to play...”

*HI FIVE* they're just sooo goooood and yesss can relate their songs to things so always a bonus XD OMG YESSS I've always seen somewhere as a Kanda song!!! it's perfect <3 will be interested to see anymore DGM WT matchups :D

yyyeeeess exactly!!! And aahh so glad you agree yes!!!!

humm perhaps i can go back song by song and see why i put them in the playlist, more under the cut ;O Always love rambling about musics of my playlists ahah

so this will be “the Within Temptation* Songs in my D. Gray Man playlist” with a major bias over Yulma&Laven in terms of ships, for anyone to be warned. And I DO reach a lot. 

*+ My Indigo, the solo project of the singer, since well, she’s the song writter for both bands so might as well include it??

Also so it makes 26 songs i feel strongly enough about to ramble about them and 14 songs that are just vague enough to be mentioned. That’s. a lot of songs but what can i say.

General:

Paraside (What about us?)

Oooh that’s for the Order in general, since the song is very themed in people getting lost in a war without the war thinking about them, promising them a “paradise”

There's no sense, the fire burns, When wisdom fails, it changes all The wheel embodies all that keeps on turning Blood red skies, I feel so cold, No innocence We play our roll. The wheel embodies all, Where are we going? All in all, You expect the wise to be wiser Fallen from grace and All and all I guess we should have known better 'Cause What about us? Isn't it enough? No we're not in paradise. But it's all we want, And it's all that we're fighting for, Thought it's not paradise You and us, or I and them, There comes a time to take a stand The wheel is watching all, It keeps on burning The venom works, it's like a curse, A trojan horse, when will we learn? The wheel embodies all that keeps returning

Yup, definitly the Order.

Our Solemn Hour

THE INNOCENCE and how badly the Order takes it to some extreme. It’s litterally a song about begging the Holy Spirit and “letting those horrors happen”?? I mean not to post all the lyrics but fuck:

In my darkest hours I could not foresee That the tide could turn so fast to this degree Can't believe my eyes, How can you be so blind? Is the heart of stone, no empathy inside? Time keeps on slipping away and we haven't learned So in the end now what have we gained? Sanctus Espiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour Sanctus Espiritus, insanity is all around us Sanctus Espiritus, is this what we deserve Can we break free from chains of never-ending agony? Are they themselves to blame, the misery, the pain? Didn't we let go, allowed it, let it grow? If we can't restrain the beast which dwells inside It will find it's way somehow, somewhere in time Will we remember all of the suffering 'Cause if we fail it will be in vain

Okay no i have Feelings about this song: “I could not foresee” we see allen had a tone of visions. The tide? Like a tide formed by a Flood???  “The heart of stone” specifically about how the order would have lost its empaty? Not learning from their mistakes? Insanity brought by all of the?  “Are they themselves to blame” > the Noah forcing them to do all that “But didn’t we (...) let it grow?” > but the horrors the Order had made, and it specifically makes me think of Alma. The whole part about the Beast dwelling inside that will end up backfiring at them reminds me of both Alma and Nea this kills me.  And if they fail, it would be the end of the world. Fucking genuis of a song.

The Recknoning

Lots of war vibes on this one, a bit more generic but some thing shelp also as Allen’s place as a soldier:

As cold as stone, they march in darkness Enslaving the young and killing their fathers But soon they'll know the path they've chosen Has carved their fate in stone

Oh i remember “carved their fate in stone” reminds me of the 10 commandments somehow so i guess the religious aspect helps

Also the chorus with blood and tears and red tears, Allen litterally cries blood at some point after all due to the Akuma (something i can link back to well, killing their fathers)

The rest of the song talks about people who fell into the battle for their freedom, and about “seeing a face between the madness and the sadness” to end the war, which somehow makes me think of Allen and Mana?

Raise your Banner

More general war, with a side of “once believing in (who is now your enemy)” which can fit for Allen. Also those parts:

I'm feeling the eyes of the fallen, they're watching me They make me see, they make me see I'm feeling the pain how you break them and make them bleed You make them bleed, you make them bleed

This makes me think SO HARD about Allen and how he sees the Akuma

When gods are failing, They put all heaven in a rage, We're on our own Our tears keep falling, They're setting fire to the flame

The whole conflict between the two gods but in the end where is God right? that fits sooo well. 

Allen (with a side of Nea&Mana)

Endless War

oh this one is mostly the vibe, but the Holy war is litterally a Endless War, and the song is about how any attempt to end it just makes it worse as people cut you down which i think fits a lot Allen’s journey. Also this, not recognizing the ghosts in the mirror reminds me of Nea. 

Looking through the glass, Cannot recognize the ghost that you’re seeing Every step you take on the burning sand slowly sinking deeper All the memories remain of the pain broken your broken home And the walls that your heart grew so strong, You can't let go  (...)  Here they come again,  Hear them whispering when your heart is bleeding Like a symphony playing on repeat, unraveling your feelings You keep crawling on, won't let it go, You keep holding on to feel whole ’Cause you're fighting an endless war, Hunting a miracle And when you reach out for stars, They just cut you down Is it worth dying for? Or are you blinded by it all?

Silver Moonlight

ah of course i’d have this one for the silver eyed boy. For Allen obviously. Kinda makes me think about his struggle with Nea and how determined he runs away from it all. 

I'm hellhound in this life, Keep fighting this endless war It's always been like this, I don't know why Enslavement of your mind, Your fear it ties me down Going down, I won't bow, no Screaming at the walls of fire, They're closing in on me I hunger for the vertigo, the silver moonlight, it's where I wanna be.  Screaming at the walls of fire, But I'm still running free In the silver moonlight I can breathe

I'm impatient, but it's colors that I need Too many shades of grey, I cannot breathe The dreams I have ain't tainted, I need you to believe The only way to make them real

The Whole World is Watching

this one is a bit wish fuffilment but for Allen? How his struggle is the center of all of history right now. The scars carrying him through, the steps taken ahead, and hopefully finding himself on the way. 

The scars are made, they're changing the game. You learn to play it hard. And I know you wish for more, and I know you try. And now you realize, you know the time is right. The whole world is watching when you rise. The whole world is beating for you right now. Your whole life is flashing 'fore your eyes. It's all in this moment that changes all. What are you waiting for? What are you fighting for? 'Cause time's always slipping away. You build your walls then break them away 'cause that is what it takes. You saved yourself. You found who you are. That never goes away. Your sacrifice comes through your mind, but nothing is wasted. You made it now. You rise again, breaking out. Each step you've taken, you've paid the price

Final Destination

Allen’s struggle with Nea mostly?

I escaped my final moment, but it's turning back at me On every corner I can feel it waiting Just a moment, no awareness, I could easily slip away And then I'll be gone forever I'm searching, I'm fighting for a way to get through, to turn it away It's waiting, always trying, I feel the hands of fate, they're suffocating Tell me what's the reason, Is it all inside my head? Can't take it no more! All around me I see danger, and it's closing in on me Every second I can hear it breathing I can't stand the fear inside me, Cause it's leading me astray And it will be my ending (..) But no one faced what's coming my way, And I will let my fear fade away Whatever may be, I'll have to find out

I cant even word my justification there, it’s just, such an internal struggle and a fear of madness,  of losing himself completely? It’s amazing. And it happened after Allen almost died, so after he “escaped his final moment”

It’s the Fear

Ooh same reasoning, Allen & Nea:

It waits for the day I will let it out. To give it a reason, to give its might. I fear who I am becoming, I feel that I am losing the struggle within. I can no longer restrain it, my strength it is fading, I have to give in. It's the fear of the dark, It's growing inside of me, that one day will come to life. Have to save my beloved, there is no escape, because my faith is horror and doom. (..) Long ago it came to me, and ever since that day, infected with its rage but it ends today. 

The beloved thing can even be interpreted in a Past!Neallen idea, of Allen saving his beloved, feeling like he had to, but in the end it just made everything worse? “Long ago it came to me”, it recalls a lot their past life, and how since then it’s breaking Current!Allen

The Truth Beneath The Rose

Allen both as a reply to the Order’s corruption and Nea growing inside of him, hands down

Pray for me 'cause I have lost my faith in holy wars Is paradise denied to me 'cause I can't take no more? Has darkness taken over me, consumed my mortal soul? All my virtues sacrificed, can Heaven be so cruel? I believe it would justify the means, it had a hold over me Blinded to see the cruelty of the beast It is the darker side of me (forgive me my sins) The veil of my dreams deceived that I have seen Forgive me for what I have been, Forgive me my sins. I'm hoping, I'm praying, I won't get lost between two worlds For all I have seen the truth lies in between Give me the strength to face the wrong that I have done Now that I know the darkest side of me How can blood be our salvation?  And justify the pain that we have caused throughout the times? Will I learn what's truly sacred? Will I redeem my soul, will truth set me free?

It screams “desillusion with the people you did a holy war for” while also feeling like losing yourself. “getting lost in between two world but the truth lies in between” COMON. And it fits with allen trying to find answers atm.

Mercy Mirror

Nea & Mana, and perhaps to some extend Mana & Allen? This is a very weird song and the whole mirror idea reminds me of them

We are forever as one in what remains You're in my blood from the cradle to the grave I don't like to think about the pieces,  Or the cracks and the breaks that still remain, If I could breathe, I'd ask you (...) How to see and to feel what is real When sunlight reaches my soul? So look in my mercy mirror, I need you more than I have known So look in my mercy mirror, 'Cause I'm not ready to let you go It's a wicked game life plays, How it gives and takes away No turning 'round, touching ground What we had was so much more than I realized If I could, I'd embrace, embrace you

I’m almost certain it’s a song the singer wrote about her father who died, so it fits a lot too with Mana and Allen just on that principle, and the fact that Allen is still reaching for a part of him in Mana and feel so lost without him. But it feels... so much like Nea and Mana to me?  They had to kill each other but we know they cared for each other. Nea and Adam hug so tight when they find back each other. The mirror Mana breaks to look for Nea. They are part of the same cradle, same twins, and they will be the end of each others. They are pieces of each other.  It’s seriously painful dkjhfd

Iron

Nea??? It seems so much.. righteous rage and trying to justify his own bad deeds for a war. 

Left in the darkness, Here on your own, Woke up a memory, Feeling the pain You cannot deny it, There's nothing to say It's all that you need to find the way Oh Damn, the war is coming! Oh Damn, you feel you want it! Oh Damn, just bring it on today! You can't live without the fire, It's the heat that makes you strong 'Cause you're born to live and fight it all the way You can hide what lies inside you, It's the only thing you know You're embracing that, never walk away Raised in this madness, you're on your own It made you fearless, nothing to lose Dreams are a drug here, they get in your way That's what you need to fight day by day (...) You need not to fear us, unless you're a dark heart a vile one, who preys on the innocent I promise, you can't hide forever in the empty darkness for we'll hunt you down, like the animals you are and pull you in the very bowels of hell

Like we know the “Keep walking” is something Nea used to tell Mana so I can see him trying to justify his own rebellion this way? “waking up a memory” like waking up a Noah memory, and he can feel that he’s born for this fight, that it’s his destiny to become the Earl. And him being determined in destroying the Noah fits on the last part?

Murder

Nea again,  I can totally see that as an anthem for killing the Noah?

I've been around these vicious lies too, Too long to be neglecting the truth I'm getting closer and I'm fully armed. I'm about to hunt you down through the big black hole right behind you And I'm about to cut your wings away 'Cause I've been finding out where you've broken in And I will take you out when I close you in I'm killing them all, I put my soul on the line I purify sins that I committed in life I'll follow them all and I'll be bringing them down Wherever they go i'm right behind There's nowhere to go, Your head on the line There is no rope, You're running out of time So where will you go When I will murder your soul? I'm about to do it your way, I will make your world unsafe(...) You don't believe what all the signs say, I don't believe in judgment day But you won't be leaving here unharmed

Nea has been part of the Noah enough to “been a part of those vicious lies”, he puts himself on the line, he’s killing them for being exactly like him.  And “i’m about to do it your way” is even better considering he wants to take the place of the Earl. And I love the “i don’t believe in judgement day” for a Noah meant to bring the end of the world

Lavi

Let Us Burn

Definitly a Lavi song to me.

The darkness has come to the roses, The fire is reaching the air The colors that I have created are suddenly flying away

The fire motif tand specifically it going up to the sky, i keep thinking about his innocence there. The colors fading away makes me think of how he reaced to Allen’s death specifically.

I'm not fighting myself, will not follow, 'Cause my choices are mine, it's my fate And I'll never bow down from the sorrow, I'll face all that is coming my way The lying, the devil, the silence, Embracing the world on the edge

He fights himself, litterally with the dreamworld, specifically because of a “devil” themed character, he’s a liar as well so it fits, he’s in a end-of-the-world scenario- he has a hard time dealing with grief and is trying to face it all on his own.

Then the chorus about letting himself burn, and begging later to be left to burn up reminds me of how Allen tried to stop him from burning himself up, and the second verse focusing on “searching no more for tomorrow” to focus on history fits to me. this is a Lavi song.

And We Run

*checks lyrics* ah. Lavi again.

It burns into your heart, the darkness that you fear You were never free, and you never realized And love, is a word you've never heard Your heart is cold cause it burns, the desire to leave the mind

yeah I see why it’s in my playlist

Faster

OOH Lavi but that’s litterally bc it talks about fire and lies and trying to figure out how to sort himself up? A lot like a peptalk for his own dreamworld fight?

.... also Laven’s lense

I can't see, cause it's burning deep inside. Like gasoline, a fire running wild. No more fear, cause I'm getting closer now. So unreal, but I like it anyhow. I go faster and faster And I can't hide from the feeling cause it's right. And I go faster and faster for love. And I can't live in a fairytale of lies. I can feel that you've mesmerized my heart. I feel so free. I'm alive, I'm breaking out. I won't give in, cause I'm proud of all my scars. And I can see I've been wasting too much time.

Empty Eyes

Lavi @ Junior in the Dreamworld. I just cannot... not see it and it kinda kills me?

Your determined by faith, You pretend to make up You lay out your case like the enemy But all that you got, Through dirty white lies You'll find the damn correct way, of blaming me for your crimes

Junior more determined by hos Bookman duty, but the way he forced it upon Lavi was a tool of the enemy, so Junior reminding Lavi of his duty was like the enemy actually.  “dirty white lies” fits all the way the Bookman lies a lot, specially since it’s lie to make the reality seems better for themselves. Meanwhile yeah considering Junior and Lavi are actually the same people, the fact Junior blamed “Lavi” for being different was a way to dissociate himself from it. From how /he/ is the one who started changing.

Won't you talk to me? Don't walk or run away I'm onto you, Yesterday with empty eyes I don't know where I'm going, In search for answers I don't know who I'm fighting, I stand with empty eyes You're like a ghost within me, Who's draining my life It's like my soul is see through, Right through my empty eyes

Even more explicit there. Junior is litterally a ghost inside Lavi, a false soul created from his “past self” memories. he’s “Yesterday with empty eyes”, “the soul is see through”, even more so because Dug used to call out Lavi for having empty eyes, which freaked him out. Dug mentions that Lavi doesn’t have empty eyes anymore years afterward, so Junior was litterally “a yesterday with empty eyes”, and Lavi facing back his Jr self is him facing back those empty eyes.  Meanwhile Lavi is looking for answers about the point of the Bookman, and he both doesn’t know who he’s fighting (himself?) while he’s currently fighting Allen and has no memories of it. 

I'm about to give in, got nowhere to go, Afraid of the sins I'm holding on There's no other way, no doubt in the end,  But I ain't got a thing to lose, nothing to defend

And this is Lavi giving in to Junior,  This song is a trip the moment i ended up associating it to them dkjfhd

Edge Of the World

Lavi with Laven’s lense.

The truth can't bare the sunlight, You're afraid for the day it does

> “you’re a dazzling light, you shine so bright i’m afraid you’ll fade in the light”? perf.

Hell when I told you so, I got burn, burn, burned again Heaven forbid that my heart is forsaken Hope in the end truth prevails

He earns fire as a God, but I believed in your heart And I'm leaving you, leaving you, leaving you now The truth can't bare the sunlight, And don't pretend to be my guide Heard you said you'd change it over, But I got burn, burn, burned instead Heaven can wait 'cause my soul is forsaken. Hope in the end truth prevails

Fire and Ice

oh this one is Lavi/Laven for angsty mood. Like “worst case scenario” for them lmao

Every word you're saying is a lie, Run away my dear But every sign will say your heart is dead Bury all the memories, Cover them with dirt Where's the love we once had Our destiny's unsure Why can't you see what we had, Let the fire burn the ice Where's the love we once had, Is it all a lie? (...) You hide away, to the other side of the universe where you're safe from all that hunts you down But the world has gone, where you belong And it feels too late so you're moving on Can you find your way back home?

Makes me think about Allen too a bit? Of running away at the other side of the universe, losing his path back home. idk it reminds me of Lavi’s “the only home a man need is his own heart” and how Allen is now longing for Home? It’s a weird song but it fits them too much to exclude it

Lost

Aa Lavi/Laven. It’s a weird one. again mostly about their fight? Like how Allen called for him and all? And their relationship now with Allen likely losing himself? 

My hope is on fire, My dreams are for sale I dance on a wire, I don't want to fail her I walk against the stream, Far from what I believe in I run towards towards the end, Trying not to give in She's lost in the darkness, fading away I'm still around here, Screaming her name She's haunting my dreamworld, Trying to survive My heart is frozen, I'm losing my mind Help me, I'm buried alive I'm burning the bridges, And there's no return I'm trying to reach her, I feel that she yearns (..) I tried to revive what's already drowned They think I'm a fool, Can't realise, Hope plays a wicked game with the mind 'Cause I thought that love would bind I cannot revive what's already drowned She won't come around

Okay it’s actually ALL over the place but all make me think Laven so it’s very hard to dissect it. The begining makes me think strongly about Lavi being lost in the dreamworld (dreams for sale, setting himself on fire). He is forced to think against his Bookman’s duty to be able to try to go against it. “Screaming her name” Allen is the one to scream Lavi’s name though while Lavi is being haunted by Allen in his dreamworld, breaking the moment Allen cannot survive the dreamworld. The fight result in his “heart being broken” and losing his mind. Jr ends up burning everything.  The last verse remnds me more of how badly Lavi handled Allen’s death? How he held on and had a lot of problems with it?

More Laven than character driven:

Firelight 

Oh my god it’s so Laven to me but i’m so biased but this is SO LAVEN TO ME.

I paid my dues all for truth, Can't leave it here forgotten Silence rules as blind as fools will never learn to break away Oh, why can't we rise again? When all the days go by a firelight, We'll never fade out in the night And we are estranged, we're drawn to the flame We are like fire to the rain Isn't it strange that love is in the way? It never goes away. I paid my dues all for truce, I'll leave it here forgotten Love will rule over truth, Will never learn to break away

I DonT KNOW but looking for truth??? Paying for it?? A Light that they can’t let fade away??? Not understanding why love is in the way?? GOD it fits.

My Indigo

LAVEEEEN. Laven. Goddamn Laven.

I call what we have indigo, unclear what we are or what we know (..) And though you never count the cost Of the innocence you've lost and what it meant You don't have to love me, There's one thing you should know My love will not unravel, It's unconditional, My indigo Even when the heart won't let me show, you don't have to say to let me know Ink burns on the page, blue to black, But words are fireproof, can't take back While the memory's alive, When there's pennies on our eyes, we'll never rest Can we take a second now to rain down the heavy storm that's in our chest

you can’t make a song about a heart not showing its emotions, unsure of what sort of love it is all about, and of ink disappearing to leave place to fireproof words to show how important the person became, and not have me scream laven

Lesson Learned

Laven. Okay there it’s specifically keywords so i’ll let the lyrics talk for themselves

I couldn't care less if the world's gone mad I couldn't care less, wouldn't turn my head The heart of the soul isn't touchable Hard to hold on to what's beautiful, There's no control,  When you talk about us, can you feel the fire in us? Do you ever miss? Would you ever miss? Through the darkness i swear, I can see your love in there You never miss, and i got a lesson learned, our love lives in a world of hurt I couldn't care less by the reasons why I couldn't care less if it's wrong or wise I wouldn't be here if it all made sense, Thought if i could only understand, it would hurt less Don't wanna lead a heartless life Don't wanna feel a numb inside Don't wanna lead a heartless life It's a lesson learned, it's a lesson learned Our love is in a world of hurt

All I need

Laveen 

Can you still see the heart of me? All my agony fades away When you hold me in your embrace Don't tear me down for all I need,  Make my heart a better place, Give me something I can believe Don't tear me down, You've opened the door now, don't let it close I'm here on the edge again, I wish I could let it go I know that I'm only one step away from turning it around I tried many times but nothing was real Make it fade away, don't break me down I want to believe that this is for real Save me from my fear, Don't tear me down

A little more vague but. jfc it kills me.

HONORABLE LAVEN MENTION

ie not enough material to talk in depth about them but fck me it exist

-Sinead, i think it’s in my playlist for Laven but the lyrics are too vague to be on the list per se dkjhfd -Utopia, a lovestory specifically about trying to save humanity, and having to kill the ideal of who they are ect... Searching for answers. Make me think of Laven again but it’s very vague -Out of the Darkness, Laven. a vague lovesog of a love that helps “leaving your ghost and hurt behind”, and specifically the person leading you out of the darkness by calling your name. Allen being a light that guide Lavi out of the darkness, and who called his name to get him out of the dreamworld.

Kanda/Yulma

What have you done

OOOH YULMA AT ITS WORST. Lovers in a curse, forced to feel about killing each other, seeking to be at peace in the end!

I know I'd better stop trying, You know that there's no denying I won't show mercy on you now I know, should stop believing, I know, there's no retrieving It's over now, what have you done? (..) Would you mind if I killed you? Would you mind if I tried to? Cause you have turned into my worst enemy You carry hate that I don't feel. It's over now, What have you done? (..) I will not fall, won't let it go, We will be free when it ends I, I've been waiting for someone like you, but now you are slipping away Why does fate make us suffer?  There's a curse between us, between me and you

The begining makes me think specifically about the begining of their fight, in fact the song seems like a progression through their whole fight: first them convincing each other they’re trying to kill each other, specifically the twisted part about asking to be killed, “Carry hate that i don’t feel” while Alma gets twisted by hatred - and the closer we get to the end the more you se them warry of fightings and that they just hope to be freed in the end of this, aware of the curse that makes them suffer as fates are cruel. All with th “What have you done?” that can be said to Alma killing everyone and at Kanda trying to kill Alma.

Somewhere

Kanda @ That person and in the end therefore, Yulma.

Lost in the darkness, hoping for a sign Instead there is only silence, Can't you hear my screams? Never stop hoping, Need to know where you are But one thing is for sure, You're always in my heart I'll find you somewhere, I'll keep on trying until my dying day I just need to know whatever has happened, The truth will free my soul Lost in the darkness, try to find your way home I want to embrace you and never let you go Almost hope you're in heaven, so no one can hurt your soul Living in agony cause I just do not know where you are Wherever you are, I won't stop searching, Whatever it takes, I need to know

I don’t... know how much to talk about it dkjhfd it’s litterally about looking for someone who is perhaps dead but is... such an important part of his life. That fits so well.

Star Crossed Lovers

Yulmaaaa, kinda the sad parts of their relationship again djkhfd

We're like lovers, but here we are again, Entangled in a dance that never ends This is karma, this is where our worlds collide, So for better, for worse Let's bite that magic bullet, Leave it all behind I need to feel the mercy of a star-crossed lovers' high Bite that magic bullet, Enjoy this crazy ride Only you can give me, A star-crossed lovers' high We are dancing where the wildflowers grow We're lost within a world that's so intense We go crazy, Time and time again, Spinning on a storm that never ends

Again kinda the world crumbling around them, an they wish it would be different but the world is too much, it brings them to madness. This makes me sad dkfhd

HONORABLE MENTIONS: 

-Dangerous Mind can fit Nea sorta? and Allen searching for answers? -Why Not Me?  kinda the Earl tbh? Considering his life a curse but something that he has to bear a bit?  -Pale, The Earl? Kinda this idea of just... repeating the same war, the same story through history? even though he’s so tired? -In Vain, still a hopeless war “nothing of the heart remains” that hurts, and the whole memory for the dead thing. Pretty vague but it fits the holy war a lot. -Mad World,  VEERY vague but Holy war in general + internal war conflict and the world crumbling, works for me. -Shot in the Dark, Allen lost in the war?  treated like a criminal, and feeling like losing himself. -A Demon’s fate, Allen @ Nea? Can’t elaborate but.. yeah? -Forgiven, a song of mourning for a father that had left before you? After you did everything to help them? And now trying to carry their memories? Mana&Allen com’on. -Our Farewell, Same reasoning, except Mana @ Allen, even more so since Mana is still alive so it doesn’t make it their farewell. In fact when i hear it i see keyword, from Allen calling Mana’s name and having his legacy in his hand? And the silence of the loss and the world tumbling down.... -Memories, Allen remembering Mana? -Deceiver of Fools would work so well for Lveille i’m kinda laughing?

And this is only for those i’ve pinpointed! bc there’s... so many stuff.... 

So if you made it through all of this CONGRATULATION you now know what happen in my head each time i make a playlist and why it is a mess kjdhfdkf

take care ;O

[naernon]

@exventospes

aliceth’s trans??? aliceth’s my favorite of yours already (but i love them all anyways) but that makes me love him even more oh wow. that makes me so happy i cant even put it to words

but exactly hdfihfdhufddfh i just wish i could say they’re trans and be done with it. and im entirely capable of doing so, it’s just i feel like something’s holding me back; whether it be a particular part of me, other people’s intensely developed trans backstories, etc. etc.

@alifelongpassed

this is going to be significantly more ramble-y and tense than what i just said bc i typed this up when i first made this post and u responded, and i got a bit carried away gfhghfdhghghd sorry. put it under the tag for convenience.

(well, i also typed what i just said right when i got the replies, but it was after i typed that long tirade so i just. was kinda worn out and realized i might be rambling too much so i toned it down)

both of u managed to get this out of me and so i’m moderately thankful because it feels nice to talk this out.

I know what you’re saying. Like I said, no one is forcing me, but I just feel pressured to. I’m torn between two things; make him trans and be done with it. As you said; so what? Let him be free, unrestricted, as I wish to be and likely always will. Make the fictional society tolerant and accepting, make the transition and accepting process easy and simple. But sometimes that hurts. It’s something I’ll never be able to have. It’s a confidence I’ll never be able to have.

But then I see others writing their characters with struggles, with full-arcs of coming to terms with it all, and the vast majority are other trans people; and so it makes perfect sense to put intolerance in society and their character’s ways of dealing with it in order to cope with the reality of our own. And I want to, in some ways. Why not be realistic with myself? That can help. Write of him coming to terms over years with being trans. Choosing a new name for himself. Mimicking my own struggle in his story. But that hurts, too, even more so than the former, but I feel like I must. Because people can’t let trans people live. Because we need to write these things because otherwise we seem in far beyond our heads, writing of an imaginary world where we’re accepted and for once, for once in my damn life, envisioning a world where I won’t be called a goddamn mother nor woman just because I have the reproductive system that people associate with it. That’s silly, that’s ridiculous, that’s unrealistic.

Unrelated but related; some in the Warrior Cats fandom are very liberal with trans headcanons. By trans people, for trans people. Everyone’s trans. Great. You see it in every fandom. I love it; but this particular blogger who talks of it a lot is bombarded with messages. WHY does this character need to be trans. WHAT, when you look at this character, makes you think they are? Stuff like that. And you can tell the vast majority of these damn people are cis/have no grasp of how trans people experience things. It’s ridiculous.

And I don’t get it. I don’t get it. Must there be elaboration? Why can’t we just exist? And so, now I’m stuck. Because I have Estryon as trans. That should be enough. He’s trans. He’s just like me; I can move on from that fact if I wish to because he’s my character, dammit, and I can do what I damn well please.

But I feel as if I can’t. I feel like I have to give him struggles, suffering, an in-depth transition, give him what I feel, because a society in which its nonexistent is unrealistic to a lot of people. I feel like my writing is weak because of my lack of elaboration. I know I shouldn’t feel as such, it’s unreasonable, I do what I please, but I just… I do feel that way. I don’t want to make him hurt, or cry, or hate himself for the same reasons I do on the daily (yeah, he’s just a character but he’s my character and he means a lot to me) but I feel like I must and that hurts so, so bad.

And there’s also a certain amount of guilt because there’s quite a few trans people who do put detailed transition and accepting processes in their character backstories and that’s fine. That’s understandable. But it makes me feel bad. Reality makes me feel bad. I want to stay in my fantasy world with full-tolerance of trans people existing and acceptance and be done with it, and that’s fine, I feel; but I also feel as if I’m weak in writing that and not putting enough backstory or lore or realism.

Like a cop-out. A cop-out of proper representation, of good writing, of a true trans character.  I feel as if I’m not doing enough for trans people. I mean, yeah, Estryon still has dysphoria no matter what, I have that typical “chest = no touch” thing going on with him even in intimate matters, because that’s how I feel and we all know how Estryon has a lot of projection from me, but. Still. In real life, it’s often times more complex and intricate, and I don’t know if just having my characters be trans and a-ok without anything more is unrealistic, or inevitably hurts us and how cis people view us, or what. I don’t know. I just don’t know.

I’m just making this so difficult for myself. I just wanna have Estryon and do whatever I please with him (within reason) and live with it. But I don’t want to be obnoxious or somehow problematic.

I think I’m viewing this too black and white, too. I’m viewing it as if I have to go all the way, have Estryon be 100% confident and out and transitioned, OR that I have to give him so many details for “realism” to the point where it hurts me, bad. I don’t think I have to. I just need to find a balance between healthy realism/trans-development vs unrealistic trans escapism so I’m finally truly comfortable with my own damn characters but I don’t know how.

I drive myself up the wall with these little self-reflective, venting tirades because I feel like I show the thought process and self-reflection to help myself get better but I can never really do it. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I just want to help myself but no matter what I do I don’t seem to get better. It’s all okay until my mood drops again or dysphoria hits and it’s like I go a hundred steps backwards.

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A New Teacher

A high school prepares to start a new day. The teacher is scuffling around looking at her notes and making sure she is prepared for the long day of teaching, when someone enters. She turns and is blinded by light, and collapses as the door closes. --- Johnny looked around and saw his friend Sam walking over. “Ready for class Samanthaaaa?” He said to Sam. Sam sighed and said, “I don’t like my full name, call me Sam. And I'm as ready as I'll ever be i guess.” Johnny stuck his tongue out at Sam. “Sure princess.” as they headed into class, finding the teacher missing. Sam looks around and shrugs as she sits in the back of the classroom. They wait and the class fills in and a woman in a blue skirt, white blouse, and blue vest walks in. She looked as if she might of been related to their old teacher, but only just. She walks across with her outfit perfectly straight and evened out, to her desk and says “Apologies class, but your teacher has fallen ill, so I’ll be filling in for the near future until we can get it settled whether she can come back.” Sam looks at Johnny and his reaction as she knew he had a crush on their old teacher. Johnny looked sad for a moment, but this didn’t last long, as he found it hard to take his eyes off the teacher. Sam sighed and whispered to him, “I guess you like this one too don’t you?” * “Wha...I...” He seems to be hanging on the new teacher’s every word and taking notes as she went over the lesson. Sam sighed again and looked at the teacher and took notes as well. As class progressed the students grew sleepy, until finally at the end of the period she dismissed them, calling a few girls at the front to stay behind to talk. Sam looked at Johnny and asked him, “So you gonna stay here all day or are we going to our classes?” Sam and Johnny walks out, and headed to their next class, and one of the girls named Claire, who had stayed behind, eventually made it to the next class before it began, and was now wearing her brown hair in a large, perfectly symmetrical and doughnut shaped bun. Sam looks at Claire and whispers to Johnny, “I know the preps like to keep up on the latest ‘fashion’ but that’s ridiculous.” She then points out Clarie to Johnny. “What’s ridiculous about it?” He says, looking at Claire. Sam looks at him and says, “She was wearing something different last class.” “Uh. She’s wearin the same outfit.” He says, pointing out that she still had the same jeans and tshirt from last class, but her hair was now pulled back into that perfect bun. Also, she seemed to be far more interested in her notes than usual. Sam sighed and said, “Do you think she can make that bun perfect in 5 minutes?” “Uh. that is kinda weird. She had her hair down when we left...I don’t know maybe she’s just really good at it?” Johnny said shrugging “I’m not a girl so I wouldn’t know how hard it is, Sam.” Sam looks over at Johnny and says, “It takes me 30 minutes to get my hair back in a pony tail in the mornings.” Johnny was about to be surprised but thought about how straight and clean Sam’s hair tends to be when she pulls it back, no stray hairs at all. “I guess you’re right, but what does it matter?” Sam blushes as she notices Johnny staring at her, “Yea, guess you guys don’t look at our hair.” She then looks down at her paper and starts doodling. “No, I...I do! I just never thought about how long it would take you to fix it. Thought maybe you were just lucky is all...” Before long they are told to quiet down by the teacher. Sam blushes even more as the class looks back at them as the teacher calls them out. She then starts writing down notes in her note book. Eventually the class lets out and they walks the halls, and Sam notices a few girls with their hair pulled back in completely perfect buns. Sam looks at Johnny and tries to see his reaction without him noticing that she’s looking at him. He stares at each of the buns for a moment before looking back past each girl and walking with Sam. “So...ever thought about trying to put your hair in a bun, Sam? Not saying you’re like them, just curious.” He says. Sam looks down and says, “I tried before they were apparently popular and I couldn't get my hair to work with me. Uh, excuse me.” She then walks into the girl’s bathroom for a few minutes and she comes out with her hair down, nice and neatly combed. “...self conscious much?” He said smiling, and they headed toward their last class for the day. Sam blushes and says, “What do you mean by self conscious?” “Nothing.” He says smiling as they head into the last class. The final class was uneventful, except for a pair of the girls with buns, who were taking notes quickly and looking attentively to the teacher with big goofy grins. Sam cant stop looking over at Johnny and as she does Johnny says “What...why are you looking at me like that for?” Sam blushes and says, “Uh, nothing.” After that class, they said their goodbyes for the day. “I’ll talk to you online tonight.” Johnny said. “Yea, have a good rest of the day John.” She said as she got into her parents truck. As she drove off Johnny got on his bike and rode off to his house. That night, johnny logged on to his chat, and Sam had just gotten online after eating dinner with her “family”. Johnny joined the chat. Sam is no longer AWAY. Johnny: How are you doing tonight? Sam: I’m doing okay, just usual stuff. Mom’s yelling at Dad again, I just hope she doesn’t start on me. How are you tonight? She then looks at the Johnny’s icon which is of an evil rubber duck. She smiles and then looks at her icon which is a picture of her favorite character off of a game. Johnny: I’m fine. What are you up to? Sam: Just talking to you and listening to music. So what did you think about that hair of the preps today? Johnny: You still on that? I thought they were kinda cute I guess. and they weren’t all preps... Leslie was wearing her hair in a bun too. Sam: Who’s Leslie? Sam then puts the window down and looks up past her computer and tries to remember who Leslie was. A notification window pops up with Johnny’s response. Johnny: She’s that dark, gothicish looking girl that sits off to the side of the front. She was wearing her hair the exact same way at those preps. Sam clicks on the notification window and starts typing her response after she reads his. Sam: Oh that girl, I thought you and her liked each other at one point? Johnny: We kinda did, but she’s meaner when she’s alone with ya. Decided not to pursue her, and we drifted away after that. Sam: Oh okay, Well are you interested in anyone else? Sam then closed the window and closed her eyes as she tried to hold back the tears with the thought of Johnny with someone other than her. He was her friend so his happiness came before hers. A ding rang from the computer, and Sam took a deep breath and opened her eyes to face what he had written. Johnny: I kind of do, but I need a little bit to get to know her. Sam: That’s always a good start, can I help with anything? Johnny: No, I think that would just make it harder. Don’t worry about me, I know what I’m doing. ;) Sam: :) Really? Well I just want you happy that’s all. I hope she makes you happy. Sam then puts her hands in her face and starts crying as she couldn’t hold back the tears anymore. Johnny: Thx. See you tomorrow! : ) Sam: Your welcome, see you tomorrow, sweet dreams. Chat Closed --- The next day, Sam and Johnny entered the class, and after another long class with the teacher, the class begins emptying out and the teacher says “Sam, Jen, Ellen. Can you stay behind for a moment?” Johnny looks back from the door, as Sam looks at the teacher as she is right behind Sam. “Yes madam?” Sam says to the teacher while walking over to her desk. Johnny pauses for a moment before being nudged out of the class as the door shuts behind the rest of the class leaving Sam, Jen, and Elenn alone with the teacher. “You girls seem to be pretty decent students...so I wanted to ask you a favor.” Sam looks at the teacher with a confused look on her face. “You want to be better students don’t you?” She said, and in her glasses, Sam almost saw a hint of a spiral in the reflection, but instead she felt like agreeing with the new teacher. Sam looked at the teacher and said, “Uh, n..no i’m okay.” She then started inching toward the door. “But...if you’re a smarter girl, you could probably get which ever boy you’ve trying to get,” Said the teachers soft voice, which Sam was having trouble ignoring anymore. Sam blushed and said, “Well i have been wanting this one guy.” She then stopped inching closer to the door and looked at the teacher. “Well, I’m sure if you were better at your classes you could convince him that you were the best choice...maybe we could even give you some tips on getting his attention...” The teacher said. Sam looked at the teacher and said, “I would like that. Please help me.” The teacher smiles and as Sam walks back, the teacher looks deep into Sam’s eyes, “You just sit down and let me do whatever I need to make you a better student.” As she said this Sam felt tired and felt like saying yes to whatever she was asked. Sam shook her head and said, “No way! I don’t wanna!” She then darted for the door. The door opened and two of the girls from the day before with buns walk through the door and grab onto Sam as the door shut behind them. They carry her back over to the desk as she struggles, and the teacher walks around holding what looks like a big scrunchy in her hand. Sam kicks the teacher as she gets close enough and she starts screaming out, “JOHNNY HELP ME!!!” “I placed a bit of sound proofing magic on the walls...don’t worry....I’m just trying to help...” The teacher said, regaining her balance on her heels, and Sam realized the scrunchy was actually a hair bun, just like the other girls, but disconnected from a head and with flat black hair. Sam struggled even more as she tried to move the girls that held her arms down with a few moves that she learned from the local dojo. As she tries to break loose, the teacher grabs the other girl, Jen, who was zoned out and not resisting, and pulls her hair into a pony tail, placing the bun at the tip. The bun slowly begins sucking the pony tail in, and turning the color of Jen’s hair, eventually sucking up to the root of the ponytail and pulled itself close against her head, blending together with her original hair. Jen stands, and turns around to face the teacher. “Thank you Ms. Green.” “Help your classmates restrain Samantha please.” Ms. Green says, pulling another bun from her purse on the desk, while Jen helps the other two hold Sam down. Sam keeps fighting and slowly runs out of energy. She starts breathing heavily as she says, “I...don’t....want...this!!!” “It’s for the best...you’ll see...” Ms. Green says as she pulls Sam’s hair back, and ties it in a ponytail, then places the bun at the bottom as it begins sucking up the ponytail, adding Sam’s hair to the bun as it merged with her own hair. Sam’s eyes slowly close as the hair bun starts moving upwards toward the hair. It finally pulled itself over the hair-tie, and Sam’s mind is filled with all sorts of ideas about taking notes, being a good student, and listening to the teacher. “Good, good. The bun has merged perfectly to your hair. How do you feel Sam?” Ms. Green said, as Jen placed another bun on Ellen's ponytail, and it began absorbing her hair as well. Sam looks at Ms. Green and says, “Much better, now I must get to class.” Sam left the class with the others, and entered her next class and sat next to Johnny. “Hey Sam...what happened to your hair?” He says looking at her bun. Sam looked at Johnny and said, “Well l got the teacher to help me with my new bun. Do you like?” “Yeah, looks great.” He said, and as class began, Sam went into a note taking mode, and quickly wrote everything she was told in perfect cursive handwriting, absorbing the formerly confusing lessons easily. She thought “Okay the learning the lesson fast is cool but I DON’T like the forced bun!!” She looked over at Johnny who was staring at her notes. “Wow. You’re going to have to tutor ME now...I thought you didn’t get this stuff?” Johnny says. Sam smiles and says, “I got a few pointers from our first teacher, I’ll tutor you. Uh how about 8 pm tonight at your house?” She then blushed as she realized that could be considered a date. “That’s a bit la...mmmm...nevermind I can make it.” Johnny says. After the class ends, Sam walks to her locker, and opens it finding a pair of solid black tights with a stickynote saying “A present from Ms. Green. PS Saw you talking about ‘tutoring’ Johnny in class, go get him girl! - Jen” Sam blushes and hides the tights in the back of her locker as Johnny walks up, “So what time is good for you John? I didn’t mean to force a time on you.” She asks Johnny. “Um...seven is good. Is that alright for you?” He says, and he glances at her bun. “Your hair seems softer today by the way. I don’t know if its just the light or what...anyways...I guess I’ll see you tonight?” Sam nods and says, “Yea that’s good for me, it’s a da...uhh i’ll be there.” She blushes again. Sam and Johnny went through their next class without much event, except that one of the girls with a bun like hers was wearing tights under her jeans. After the class, Johnny said he was going to head on home, and Sam stopped by her locker, and saw the tights with the note sitting at the back. Sam looked around and said to herself, “He did seem to notice that girl with tights on a little more than me.” She then went to the bathroom and into a bathroom stall as she slips on the tights underneath her clothing. They feel nice and warm, and she slides on her jeans over them, noticing two more pairs of tights in the package, and putting them in her purse. She then walked out of the bathroom and looked around and saw Jen and Leslie standing together talking, both wearing the same tights as Sam was now. Sam walked up to them and said to them, “How do they look?” “Sexy, but not too revealing...I’m sure Johnny will like them.” Leslie says nudging Sam. “Yeah Jen told me about your ‘tutoring session.’” Jen looked at Sam and said “Oh and Ms. Green said she has another surprise for us, but won’t tell us what. Say’s we’ll know it when we see it.” Sam blushes when Leslie nudges her, she then says, “Well I hope it makes me a better student.” Sam said goodbye and headed home. When she arrived, she opened the door and heard her Mom cleaning dishes. “How was school, Samantha?” Her mom said from the kitchen. Sam walked past the kitchen into her room as she replied to her mom’s question by saying, “It was great, I’m going to Johnny’s house at 7 tonight to help him in school.” “That’s great honey. I’m sorry about all the yelling last night...” Sam’s mom said from the kitchen, “Also, your teacher Ms. Green stopped by today.” Sam said, “It’s okay kind of got use to it. And really? What did she have to say?” “She said, you had been having trouble with the material, but now you’re going to be doing much better, said you joined a study group with some other girls.” Sam’s mom said, “She seemed very nice. Even helped me with my hair.” Sam walked into the kitchen and saw her mom had the same bun hairstyle, and was wearing pantyhose under her pants. She then said to her mom, “Yea the girls in the study group is nice, and I LOVE your hair!” “Thanks! I see you got caught up in the same bun mania. I feel so much better now. I’m sorry about all the fighting before.” Her mother says, smiling. Sam smiles back and says, “Well yea i did, and it’s okay. Hm, too bad they don’t have a hair style for men.” “Yes...It’s too bad.” Her mother says, smiling blissfully. “I must get back to cooking dinner. Go do your homework so you can have plenty of time to help Johnny.” Sam nods and says, “Yes momma.” She then walked into her room and started her homework. Sam finished up her homework and reached into her bag, pulling out the extra tights, and opens her sock drawer to put them away, setting them on top of her other socks, and shuts the drawer. She then goes out of her room and looks into the kitchen to see how her mom is doing with dinner. As her father returns, they eat and Sam’s mother pulls her father away, saying she and he are going to bed early, and for Sam to head on out, but call when she’s on her way back. otherwise they’ll worry. Sam nods, smiling as she sees her mom’s happy face, and heads to Johnny’s house. She walks down her street carrying her books smiling wide as she thinks about seeing Johnny. She walks up and Johnny lets her in, and they head onto the back porch. They look through the notes, and then Johnny looks up and at her bun then back again. Sam looked at Johnny staring at her hair. “Do you like it?” She asked Johnny as she got a bit closer to him. “Yeah...do you mind...If...I touched it?” He says looking at his paper quickly, embarrassed. “I’m sorry...that sounded creepy didn’t it?” Sam shook her head no, “No, it didn’t sound creepy. And yes you can touch it.” She then turns her head so that Johnny can touch her hair. He reaches over and places his hand on it, and feels it, noting it feels softer than her hair normally would. Oddly, Sam feels this as almost like a massage, and starts leaning more toward him. Sam starts smiling and turns her face towards Johnny’s. He slows his hands feeling her hair, and leans in towards her, placing his other hand on her face. He chuckled. “We should get back to studying.” Sam blushed badly and nods, “y...yea, we should.” After studying for a while, they say good night, and Sam heads back home. She enters her room and opens her drawers looking for her pajama’s and sees all of her socks except for a few exercising socks, have turned into black tights like the pairs she left behind that afternoon. She shakes her head and thinks she is too tired or something and puts on her pajama’s and goes to bed. The next day, Sam sees a lot more of the teachers now have buns on their heads. Sam walks up to Johnny and hugs him. “Morning, do you feel a bit better after the tutoring last night?” "Yeah, lots!" Johnny said as they took their seats in class. Ms. Green went through the lesson and as class ended she asked each of the girls with buns to stay behind. Sam told Johnny that she’ll be outside in a little bit as she stood near the teacher’s desk. “Good...now girls. I want you to keep wearing those tights, and start ‘helping’ your friends with their hair...if you understand me.” Ms. Green said, touching her own bun. She then places a box full of the unattached hair-buns on the desk. Sam looks at them and says, “Will they help them become smarter?” She then took a few of them and put them into her bag. “Yes. They are just like the ones you are wearing, now if they won’t go along with it willingly you’ll have to...encourage them.” Ms. Green said. “If you can get the bun on their ponytail, it will make them feel much better about being a good smart student.” Sam nodded and said, “I will try my best Ms. Green.” She then started walking towards the door. As Sam left, she looked at the other girls and noticed they were all wearing black leather shoes like the kind that goes with a school uniform. She shook her head and looked at Johnny, “I’m sorry for last night, for like getting close to your face. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” She said as they walked to their next class. “It’s fine, also, nice shoes.” Johnny said. Sam looked down and the sneakers she put on this morning were gone, replaced with the same shoes as the other girls. Sam looked back up and smiled, “Thanks, these are new.” She then thought, Apparently. They reached their next class, and saw Jen enter, followed by a girl with a bun who hadn’t had one that morning, and was already wearing the tights like the other girls. Sam smiled and though Bet she’ll love being smart. As the class progressed, Sam noticed a girl she used to hand out with, Chelsea, looking stressed out over her notes, her ponytail jerking as she looked back and forth trying to make sense of what she wrote down. Sam smiled and thought, She needs some help. Maybe I’ll use a bun on her in a bit. She then looked down at her notes and kept writing. The class went fairly smoothly, and after it was dismissed Sam walked up to Chelsea and said, “Hey, do you want me to tutor you?” “Um...I don’t know...how good are you?” Chelsea said. Sam looked at her and said, “Well I made Johnny understand this class.” “Okay then...sure.” Chelsea said smiling a bit. “When?” Sam smiles back and says, “How about 5 pm?” “Okay I’ll be over then.” Chelsea said, “You still live in the same place right?” Sam nods and says, “Yea i do.” Sam said goodbye and went through lunch and her classes without too much incident, other than a noticeable increase in the amount of girls with Buns, and with tights peeking out from under jeans or with skirts. As the day wound down, Johnny told her he’d talk to her online later, or give her a call, and they said their goodbyes for the day. Sam came home and told her parents about Chelsea coming over and she then got ready to “improve” Chelsea. She pulled a bun out of her bag, and heard the doorbell ring as 5 o'clock came. Sam answered the door and says, “Hi Chelsea, want something to drink or eat?” “Uh. I ate already, but I’ll take a soda.” Chelsea said, arms clutching her books. “Thanks.” Sam nods and hands her a soda after helping her put down her books in her room. “Here you go.” “Thanks,” Chelsea said, opening the can and drinking some as she opened her books on the floor. Sam asked Chelsea while bringing the bun up to her head slowly, “So what are you having trouble with?” “Oh, you know...this history stuff...all the names of different people...I can’t remember it all...” She said, flipping through the pages. Sam gently put the bun on Chelsea’s pony tail. “Well just relax for a bit.” Chelsea began to turn as the bun’s back sucked in the ponytail halfway. “What are you....what is that? What-” She seemed to have been stunned for a moment as the bun sucked up her ponytail and her hair blended into the bun making it look like it belonged on her head. Sam smiled and said, “This is going to make you smarter, it helped me.” “Yes. I can feel it already...” Chelsea said groggily, as the bun secured itself tightly. “My socks feel itchy though... do you have any spare clean tights I could wear?” Sam knew that request was some sort of trade-off for the boost in intelligence. It was an odd one, but worth it so far. Sam nods and gets her a pair of her tights out of her dresser and hands it to Chelsea. Chelsea smiles and thanks her, taking off her jeans right there and sliding on the tights, which go over her socks, and her socks vanish as the tights are snugged up. “Thank you.” Chelsea said, putting her jeans back on. “I feel much better about studying and school now.” The grogginess was gone and she was talking normally again. Sam smiles and starts studying with Chelsea for there next test in that class. After Chelsea left Sam got the computer. Sam is online. Johnny is no longer away Johnny:Oh thank goodness. I was hoping you’d be around! Sam: ^^ I helped Chelsea study, and you said you wanted to talk to me? Johnny: Yeah, look something weird is going on. My mom came home with her hair all up in a bun and she was wearing pantyhose and slacks and stuff. She said she didn’t need another job any more, she loves her current one all of a sudden! D: Sam: Hm, well what’s so weird about that? Maybe she is finally content with where she is in her life. Johnny: Sam. You know she hates that job. Kept saying she was only going to work there another month or two while she looked for another one, plus she hates business dress...whatever its called...you know. Just over night now she loves all of it! I think something is up. Sam: Well don’t think about it too much, might be a bug. Like something that effects the mind. Please don’t do anything. :( Johnny: What do you mean don’t do anything? Sam: I mean that you don’t need to do anything. Johnny: Sam...you’re acting like you know what’s happening. We...lets talk tomorrow, before our first class. We’ve got to be honest if w Johnny: woops. accidentally pressed enter. I mean’t to say as friends. Sam: If what? Johnny, are you okay? Johnny: Yes. Sorry, let’s talk tommorrow. I have a bad feeling. I want to talk to you face to face. Sam: Okay, *hugs* talk to you tomorrow. Johnny: Gnight. Chat closed --- Sam awoke the next day to find several dress shoes in her closet and modest yet cute, plaid, and/or pleated skirts hanging where her pants and other skirts had been. Sam looks into her closet and throws something on. “I hope that Johnny likes this outfit.” She says hopefully. As she walked out , she saw her mother, dressed in a business skirt suit, and black hose, and matching heels. “I can’t wait to get to work today.” Her mother said with a huge smile, “I feel just so great about working...I don’t know why though.” Sam smiles and says, “I wanna get to school early today, so no breakfast for me.” “You need breakfast to be a good student, here take a bagel and juice.” Her mother said in a chipper voice. Sam smiles and takes the juice and bagel, “Thanks mom.” Sam arrived as school and saw Johnny waiting for her, and several of her bun’ed friends including Chelsea were nearby by, all identically dressed from the waist down, laughing quietly among themselves as they looked at Sam walking over to Johnny. Sam blushes at the laughs and says, “Hey Johnny.” Johnny pulled her away from the other girls and whispered “What’s going on, what’s happening to you?” Sam looks at Johnny and asks, “What do you mean? I thought you liked the new me?” “I...I liked the old you too. I just need to know you’re safe and okay. I don’t want to find out someone else is toying with your mind for kicks.” Johnny said. Sam looks at Johnny and tears up as the bun deactivates in her mind but still stays on. “It’s Ms. Green, she’s the one that made me that way. Johnny, before class starts i want to tell you something. I really like you Johnny, I would love to date you but you have your eye on someone else so I’ll let you be happy.” “I had my eye on you...” Johnny said, “I don’t care if you’re regular you, or this new smarter one, I just...is your personality the same? Do you feel about the same? Basically what I’m saying...is it worth it?” He looked at her seriously. Sam looked at Johnny and said, “I want to be your perfect girlfriend, I want to be everything you look for in a girl and more. I don’t know if you like the smarter one better or this one right now, the regular one.” “I...guess what I care about is you being happy. Some people take pills for concentration...this is basically a pumped up version of that it looks like...but I just don’t want it turning you into a completely different girl entirely. Do you think it will? Do I need to ask Ms. Green personally?” Johnny said, “If you’re happy smart, then go with it I say.” Sam said, “No don’t ask Ms. Green anything, I don’t like being that girl I was. I want to be me, but we need to stop her.” Suddenly the bun kicked in full force, seizing influence over her again. Sam shook her head and tried to force it back. The bun pulsed visibly for a second, and Sam felt herself slipping under again. The last words Sam said to Johnny before slipping back into the control was, “Stop this.” She then looked at Johnny and said, “Hey Johnny!” “Sam?” Johnny said, startled by the change. “It’s Samantha silly.” ‘Samantha’ said, “Lets go to class!” She then took his arm and started walking to the classroom. They entered and the rest of the girls took seats, over half now had buns on their heads and the uniformed lower halves. After class, Sam and a few other girls were asked to stay again. Ms Green spoke to them, “Well girls, the time has come to start expanding a bit, going a little bit faster. You see I want to make this a Girl School.” She grinned “I suggest if you like a boy, you either get him to transfer or change your preference in gender.” She pulled a cloth off a large box hidden in the corner, revealing a booth where someone could stand in, with what looked like a 3 foot wide hair-bun at the top of it attached to a rail going down the back. Sam just looked at it and said nothing. Ms Green snapped her fingers and a boy was brought in, dazed and apparently in some sort of trance he stepped into the booth. The machine creaked to life and the giant hair bun lowered toward the boy, slowly swallowing his head inside of it. Sam sat quietly as it covered the boy’s head, and inside she thought “No JOHNNY RUNNNN!!!” The boy’s head began to be pulled through as the bun moved downward, and by the time it emerged on the other side of the bun it had transformed into that of a girl with a bun on her head. The bun kept moving and the boy’s shoes vanished finally as a girl version of the boy wearing the same skirt, tights, shoes combination as the rest of the “bun’ed” students, stepped out of the top of the bun smiling blissfully. Sam didn’t know how to react or what to say because the bun was telling her that’s a good thing but the other part of her wanted to stop this and protect Johnny. --- Meanwhile, as Sam struggled against the messages of her bun, outside of the classroom Johnny had been stopped in the hall by a guy wearing a suit jacket over a tshirt. “Hey, man, saw you talking to that girl earlier with the bun. I suggest you either avoid getting involved, or you help us.” “Us?” Johnny said. “who’s us?” He backed up a bit. “No, no I’m not a crazy guy or bad person here...I’m here to help. we’ve been monitoring the situation.” the guy says. “I’m Joe, I’m here on behalf of the Transformation and Brainwashing Counter Agency. TeBaCA. And no tobacco jokes please.” He glared at Johnny with the last sentence. “Okay...so what’s the plan?” Johnny said, as the guy pulled him to the side. --- Back with Sam, the girls were filtering out of the class, given instructions on how to hypnotise boys to be brought back and processed into smart school girls. They left as Ms Green placed a male teacher in the Bun-ifier. Sam left the room still fighting with her thoughts. She tried to stop her feet from walking so that way she could gather her thoughts but they seemed to be listening to another person. She started chatting up her friend Dave, who had been standing next to a locker near the classroom, as the other girls pulled their unBun’d friends out of sight. “Hi there.” Her voice said to Dave. “Oh hey, haven’t talked to you in a while.” Dave said looking at her. “Yeah, we haven’t talked...but now we are...isn’t that great?” She said smiling. “Yes...so great.” He said getting drowsy. “I...feel tired.” “You obey me, you will be made so much better. Go into Ms. Green’s class and get her special tutoring” Sam’s voice said, even as she fought inside her head. “Yes. I need special tutoring.” He said walking towards Ms. Green’s class as the other girls who had been pulled out of sight returned with hair now pulled into buns, smiling as they thanked their friends for “fixing their hair”. Sam saw Dave go inside Ms. Green’s classroom as a woman who looked like she could have been the other male teacher from before’s sister stepped out, wearing a blouse, skirt, and pantyhose, and a rather full looking bun sitting atop her head as she smiled at the students around her and clicked off down the hall in her new heels. Sam kept trying to fight the bun’s control as her feet kept walking down the halls. She hypnotises several more guys, sending them back to Ms. Green, and pulled her friend Laura into a bathroom under the idea that she had to tell her something, and quickly placed a bun on her ponytail, and within seconds laura was smiling and carrying a pair of tights into the nearby stall to change as Sam felt her legs come back under her own power...though she found her thoughts foggy thanks to the bun. Outside, most of the guys were gone, and every girl in the hall now sported a bun hairstyle, and wore tights, even if it was under jeans or shorts. A couple had even had their shoes become leather pumps thanks to the tights. Sam looked around and went off of campus to stay away from Johnny. She told Ms. Green it was to “find more people to tutor.” She walked around and then saw Johnny standing by a car with the man in the jacket. She wanted to smack herself silly for her plan not working at all, but the bun took control of her right then. She screamed in her head, “NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!” She was trying her best to break the control and stop herself. “Hey Johnny” Her voice said as the other man seemed to vanish as she approached. “Hey Sam.” Johnny said. “Don’t you want to follow me back to class?” Sam said. “Yes...I must follow you.” Johnny said as they began walking back toward Ms. Green’s class. Sam started using all of her might to get herself to stop. She looked at Johnny and got out one word, “Run.” “Why would I run? I have nothing to fear from some extra lessons.” Johnny said, smiling at her with a genuine smile. Sam’s bun the took control again and said, “Yes, extra lessons are a good thing.” Sam entered Ms. Green’s room, and Johnny stepped into line as a new girl with a bun stepped out of the machine. The teacher at the front stepped in and turns around as the large bun begins descending again, and the mind control slips for a moment as the man says “OH GOD WHAT-” The bun slides over his head, and after a moment of struggling a medium sized hair bun begins to show through the other side, as a woman’s head wearing stylish glasses appears saying “Ah...so much better. like a soft massage.” and her clothing becomes a dress and jacket, with pantyhose and heels, as she steps out of the Bunifier. “I’m finished, next student please!” She says with a chipper voice and a smile. Sam wanted to run up there and stop all of this before Johnny got to close, but she couldn’t move so she just had to watch as Johnny got closer and closer to the Bunifier. Johnny stepped inside, and the bun began to descend, and he tried to keep still, hoping his plan would work. The bun slid over his forehead, and he closed his eyes, as the bun moved over his face. Soon, a small hair bun began poking through the other side of the giant bun and Sam kept trying to move and push Johnny out of the Bunifier. She tried as hard as she could, but didnt moved an inch as a girl’s head with a bun emerged from the other side smiling widely. Sam started crying on the inside as she saw Johnny come out of the machine. The girl stepped out of the bun, straighting her skirt and brushing off her tights, and walks over to Sam, saying “Hey Samantha, it’s me Jennie. I think I won’t need any more tutoring, but we can still do our study group.” ‘Jennie’ winked the eye not facing anyone else, and stood beside Sam as they watched the rest of the boy’s processed into school girls through the bunifier. Sam nods and smiles back as the inside Sam is crying her eyes out. Jennie and Sam leave as what had been the last boy in the school steps out of the bunifier, now a girl like all the rest. Sam and Jennie march out as Ms. Green gives them orders to fix their Mother’s if they haven’t already using the special adult size buns she handed each of them. As Sam is about to break down and they reach the parking lots, Jennie reaches an arm around her and whispers, “It’ll all be alright. Let’s just go over to your house and study.��� Jennie gave Sam a reassuring smile. “I promise it’ll be okay.” Sam looks at Jennie and says, “Okay, sure what time?” The Sam on the inside looks at Jennie with a tear stained face. Jennie cleans up Sam’s tears with a hand cloth from the purse that hadn’t been there until she emerged from the bunifier. “Do you need to do anything now? We could go ahead and go home now to study.” Sam nods and smiles, “Yes lets study.” They arrive at Sam’s house to find Sam’s mom on the couch with another woman with a bun in a pantsuit and heels. “Hello dear, you didn’t say you’d be bringing home another study buddy.” Her mom says. Sam nods and says, “Mom, this is Jennie. And who is this woman?” She says pointing to the woman on the couch. “Ah, right I didn’t tell you, they were giving full body makeovers at the mall, and I took your father to try it out. Of course, you wouldn’t recognize him now.” Her mother said with a chuckle, and placed an arm around the woman who, with a ping in her stomach, Sam realized was her dad. Jennie pulled Sam closer, “We need to start studying, so I’ll be borrowing Sam for a couple of hours.” Jennie said pulling on Sam’s arm, whispering quickly, “Don’t freak out until we get into your room, I don’t want to raise suspicion.” as Jennie quietly and out of sight stuck a hairclip in Sam’s bun, which turned off the messages that clogged her brain. “Keep moving.” Jennie hissed as Sam regained control, but kept feeling the intelligence boosting effects of the bun. Sam followed Jennie into her room and as Sam closed the door and turned around Jennie kissed her full on the lips. After breaking off the kiss, Jennie makes a victory fist pump and says “YES. I still like girls.” Then she pauses, looks at the stunned Sam and says, “Woops. I forgot I’m one.” Jennie said rubbing her neck, “Sorry...I needed to make sure everything was straight in my head. eheh, I made a funny pun. I suppose you still like boys though. sorry about that again.” Jennie started getting flustered. Sam nods and says, “Y..y..yea i still like boys. Uh, i..uh...” She blushes and looks down. “Okay...um.” Jennie looked a Sam, “So how are you feeling?” Sam looked at Jennie and said, “Much better now that i know that your okay. I thought i had lost you.” She then hugged Jennie tightly. “No, you didn’t.” Jennie/Johnny said, “Also. This is weird as hell. You have no idea...I’m in a completely different shape, so everything feels odd... and...the obvious.” She motioned to her torso. “Also...I’ve never worn ANYTHING like this stuff.” Sam was suddenly reminded that Johnny had been living a fairly normal life, with the only odd thing being a strange trend of hairstyle. She now realized the smile Jennie was wearing before was for show, and Jennie was starting to panic a bit. “What...I hope he was right...I hope I’m not stuck like this.” Jennie said, fiddling with her skirt. Sam looked at Jennie an said, “Just calm down, I’m sure there’s a way to convert back somehow." "Yeyeah." Jennie said, getting a little emotional. "basically the plan was for me to go undercover, and try and figure out who's behind all of this stuff. In case ms green isn't in charge." Sam nodded and said, “Okay, well what can i do to help?” "We'll find out from Joe tomorrow." Jennie said. "I'm hoping my mom didn't get to my dad yet..." Sam sighs and says, “As you can see, my mom already got my dad. Maybe it takes a day for them to realize that they need to get there spouse changed?” “I hope so, I’m going to go ahead and head home, see if I can’t get to dad before mom does.” She said nervously. Sam kissed Jennie’s cheek, “I’m glad your okay, when this is all over do you..uh..maybe..want to uh...want to date me?” She asked while looking red as a beet. “Aren’t I supposed to ask you?” She says. “And sure...as long as I can get this all fixed.” She gestured again to the curvy torso. Sam laughed and said, “Well i didn’t want someone to snatch you up after this being the big hero you will be.” “Yeah. Well. We’ll both be heroes. I hope.” Jennie said gathering her stuff. “I’ve got to get home, I’ll talk to you later.” Sam smiled and said, “Okay, great study session” She then gave Jennie a knowing wink. “Yeah.” Jennie said smiling. “Let’s do this again sometime.” She left quickly, and rode off on her bike. “Oh, Samantha honey?” Her mother’s voice said. Sam came into the living room and replied, “Yes Mother?” Her parents were both dressed in their professional clothes and had their purses on. “We’re going to a parents-teachers meeting tonight, so we’ll be home late dear.” Her ‘father’ said, as she straightened her blouse. “Just do your homework and clean up after yourself. Your father and I cooked you a nice meal and left it on a plate in the kitchen.” Her mother said. Sam nodded and said, “Thank you father and mother, I will do my homework, eat my dinner, and get a good night’s sleep for school tomorrow.” “Good. Good night dear.” Her mother said as they walked out of the house and closed the door. Sam sighed and went into her room to do her homework. She turned on her computer to keep track of the time and to see who was online on the Internet. She saw Johnny...er...it still said Johnny, was online. She kept doing her homework and got it finished before she imed him. Sam is no longer away Sam: Hey, IM me back when you get done with homework. Johnny: Hey. Bad news. She gave my dad his ‘makeover’. I tried to warn him by text when I found the house empty, but he called me crazy...and they came back with him looking like a lady from an office or something. Wasn’t concerned at all that his son was now a FREAKING SCHOOL GIRL. Sam: Hm, well my parents went off to a “parent-teachers meeting” tonight. And in his mind that’s okay, at least the controlled mind. Johnny: Yeah I was going to ask you about that. They took off just now...What do you think? Sam: I don’t know, I would say that we can go up their and say we forgot some homework if we get caught and then we can look around. Sound good to you? Johnny: You mean tonight? Sam: It’s up to you which night we do this. Johnny: I mean, we could head now, since they’re having that ‘meeting’...I can text Joe and see if he can back us up. Sam: That’s up to you honestly. Text Joe and see if he’s there or not, if he’s there no need to go up there. --after a few minutes, Sam's computer dinged again-- Johnny is no longer away Johnny: He said he isn’t there at the moment, he’s actually with his team-mates planing how they’re going to fix this. Said he’s nearby, but doesn’t want to risk getting caught. Says we can try and scout it out, but text him as soon as something goes wrong. What do you think? should we risk it? Sam: Hm, i say we should just type up a text that says something to the effect of “help, something went wrong!” and keep having it ready to send to Joe so that way we have it ready that all we have to do is press the send button and it will send. Johnny: Yeah I know that's what we should do about the text, I mean are we going up there or no? Sam: Hm, yea I’m ready for a adventure are you? Johnny: Sure...but I don’t want to get you caught. I’ll meet you up there, behind the gym okay? Sam: Okay, Behind the gym. --- Sam left, slipping out her window and leaving it unlocked so she could sneak back in if she had too. She rode her bike up to the school and saw Jennie sitting behind an air conditioner waving her over. “I think they’re holding the meeting in the cafeteria.” She said to Sam, “We can sneak in through the kitchen if we’re quiet and watch from there.” Sam nods and says, “I have a camera if we need to record something, or do you think it would be too dangerous?” “I wouldn’t want us getting caught with it. Hmm. I say we just try and remember whatever we can that’s important.” Jennie said, as they walked up to the cafeteria doors. “They can’t confiscate our brains can...” she sounded like she was about to laugh then stopped. “er...actually they might be able to.” She frowned as they snuck into the kitchen, and headed towards the window looking into the cafeteria. Sam followed her and looked around beside and behind them as to make sure there were no traps. As they reached the little window where food trays were returned, they peeked out to see all the parents sitting smiling as on the makeshift stage, Ms. Green was placing the only man left in the room into the bunifier. “And, that concludes the husband makeover portion of tonights meeting, now I’d like to formally welcome you to the first ever ‘parent-into-teacher’ conference.” Ms. Green said as the man was converted into a woman in business attire, and returned to her seat. Sam spotted her parents in the front row and what she assumed was Johnny/Jennie’s father holding hands with his/her mother a few seats down. Sam watched and wondered what Ms Green meant by “parent-into-teacher.” Ms. Green smiled as she said, “You are all going to be turned into teachers, just like me,” She then clapped her hands twice, “Through a steady process I will make you all just like me. I’ve already put the staff of the school through the process earlier tonight...” As she said this, from behind the stage women began climbing on stage, all of them wearing the same outfit, blue skirt and vest, white blouse, pantyhose and heels, and behind her she thought she heard Jennie hacking like she was going to vomit, and she saw the faces, realizing why. Every single teacher had been turned into Ms. Green, from their heels to the brown hair buns on their head and the grinning faces. Sam swallowed quietly and tried to keep watching. The parents kept smiling as Ms Green walked past her copies to the center of the stage. “Now, I will convert you into Ms. Greens starting with your minds, then your bodies, and finally I will keep your children here after setting up boarding for them in the nearby apartments, so that I can send you all to different schools all over the country to fix our education system, turning all girls into perfect bun’ed school girls and teachers into either Ms. Greens or Bun’ed teachers, and then waiting for me to figure out a way to fix the boys without making them into girls or...well boys with buns looks a bit odd to me, and I’d like to avoid that.” She walked back and forth as she spoke. “Then we’ll take care of the adults, and keep moving till we’ve fixed everyone in the country. But for tonight, we’ll take care of turning all your minds into mine. You’ll have your memories, but I’ll be running your brains.” As she spoke the last sentence a projector screen dropped and a blue hued video started playing out of Sam’s view, and she watched as the parent’s jaws hung open, and their buns started swelling, becoming as large as their heads. Sam looked at Jennie who was torn between going to stop all this, and what Ms. Green might do if they caught them. Jennie was shaking slightly. Sam took the phone from Jennie and texted Joe and told him what they found out and put Jennie’s phone on silent. She then whispered, “Come on, lets get out of here we’ve seen enough.” Sam and Jennie looked one last time to see the buns had lowered themselves onto the parent’s heads and were pulsing slightly, apparently overwriting their minds. A text from Joe appeared and said, “Get out now, if you can. Go home, don’t act strange. We didn’t think she’d move this fast. I’m calling in backup.” Sam handed Jennie’s phone back to her and said, “Joe says go home and don’t act strange. Lets get out of here.” She then left the school the way they came in. Jennie followed Sam, and they hurried home. Sam crawled into bed as she saw her parents lights from their van, and then heard them enter, with clicking heels in sync as they both headed to bed. She made sure the window was locked and she got into her bed and looked like she was sleeping in case her parents came in. --- When she went to eat breakfast the next morning, she saw her parents sitting eating breakfast, and they both now had brown hair just like Ms. Greens, the same outfits on and the same makeup. Sam looked at her parents and said, “Uh mom, dad. Is everything okay? How did the parent-teachers meeting go?” “Perfectly honey.” They said in sync, smiling at her, then her mother stood up and took her plate past her, stopping and saying “Oh, you left a hair clip in your perfect bun...let me get that.” She pulled the counteracting hair clip out of the bun before Sam could react. Sam looked at the clip and said, “Oh i think that’s Jennie’s from before, I’ll give it back to her when i see her today. I’m ready to learn!” “Oh, well I’ll give it to Jennie’s mother, I’ll be seeing her today anyways,” Her mother says, walking away to the kitchen as Sam’s hair bun awakens and attempts to seize control again. Sam walked up to her mom and said, “But i’ll see Jennie first, and she is wearing something today that she needs that to match!” “Well, I’m definitely not giving you it back now.” Her mother said with a smile that wasn’t her own. “Now be a good girl and go to school.” Sam felt the bun coming to life, and before she could fight it she lost her train of thought. She then nodded and said, “Yes school is where i need to be.” Sam headed to school and entered her class to see Jennie wasn’t there. Sam looked around and asked another student, “Have you seen Jennie today?” “I saw her earlier, but she got a text and left.” The student says. “She’s gonna be in big trouble though. Can’t miss classes.” “Hello class.” Ms Green said. “I’ve decided to accelerate your learning a bit, and we’re going to watch a video today.” She said pulling the screen down. Sam raised her hand and said, “Madam may i go to the bathroom?” “After the video Samantha, you should have went before class.” She said smiling, as she turned on the projector, and Sam felt her head beginning to turn toward the blue image on the screen. Sam nodded and said, “Yes madam.” She then watched the screen. She felt herself becoming cloudy in her thoughts and slowly she felt her bun swelling as the girls around her’s buns also grew to the size of their heads, and slowly covered their heads. Sam saw them starting to move over their ears and faces as her own bun moved downward over her eyes, and as it did she was trying to force it back and cursing herself for letting her mom see that hair clip. After it slides over her face, her mind goes blank, and the teacher smiles as the buns pulse, erasing the students minds, and making their minds as well as their faces into her own. As the buns cease their actions, they change to match Ms. Green’s own color hair, and reveals that every student’s head had been converted into a teenage version of Ms. Green, and their bodies were being molded into Ms Green’s teenage body as well by the uniform, the black tights of their uniform becoming the same pantyhose Ms Green constantly wore. By the time the lunch bell rang there wasn’t a single difference between any of them, all of the Greenified girls stood, gathered their things, and headed towards lunch, as the rest of the classes left, and it was revealed that every class had been converted, and the army of clones marched to lunch in silence. --- Meanwhile, back in Joe’s truck, Jennie had been introduced to Angie, his partner for the mission. She was a fierce girl, orange hair, athletic, but not one to be played with. She clenched her fist as she watched the little Ms Green clones leave the classes saying, “That just gets my blood pumping, what do we know about this ‘Green’ bi-” She got cut off by Joe, “Hey, now no language. Well, we know she used to be a normal teacher, then she went and vanished and popped up here. I’m thinking our mystery man is behind it. You know the one that keeps leaving his inventions for poor suckers to find. They end up thinking they can turn people into what they want, and end up turning into monsters themselves?” He then relaxed his tone. “You can see that she’s got some kind of moral system, even if it is f-ed up. She’s trying to fix the schools, make people smarter, improve worker efficiency. but she’s turning people into mindless drones by the end of it.” Angie nods and says, “See why she vanished, maybe the reason behind her trying to fix schools is what she got kicked out for. And so who’s this little school girl, that i might have to baby sit.” She said motioning to Jennie. “He came up with that bright idea.” Jennie said to Angie, pointing at Joe. “I’m Johnny.” Angie looked like she was about to gag on something. Johnny realized she was trying to laugh too hard. “What’s so funny.” “OH-oh- the reason he...came up...with that idea...is this...” She said, gasping for breath. she whispered into Joe’s ear “Your milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.” as sexy as she could. Joe suddenly froze and morphed into a tan blonde in a tank top and shorts. “Da-” “Heyyyy....no bad language in front of the school girl!” Angie said laughing. Angie held her side and gasped for breath as she kept laughing at Joe now Joan. “That was an interesting trigger phrase” Joan said frowning. “I should be used to this, but I’m not. I mean I completely went crazy the first three months of constantly turning back and forth. Not to mention the different things I had to remember...you know how awkward it is to be a guy who has a purse hidden with him at all times, just in case?” Angie caught her breath and said, “Yeah and you pawned it off as mine whenever i was around you!” She then gave him a dirty look. “Yes...well...I didn’t want to look like a freak.” He said, as Jennie looked between the two. “Is anyone going to change me back?” She said getting frustrated. Angie looked Jennie over and said, “What do you think the reversal for this one would have to be?” “Well, we could try the straight reversal, but I don’t think the Bun is going to come off so easily.” Joan says, looking through her devices, then finding one she grins as, and zapping the bun with it, and it falls to the floor, as Jennie hair drops as well. “OW. that kinda hurt.” Joan followed that up with a zap from a small ray gun. “Classic gender change gun. simple but it works.” As she said this Jennie turned back into Johnny. “YES! Body back!” Johnny said cheering. Angie laughed and said, “Wow, but i thought you said there was someone else helping him Joe i mean Joan.” Joan looked nervous and pointed to one of the Ms Green Student’s eating lunch in silence. “I think that one is her.” she smiled nervously at Angie, and Johnny sat down looking somber. Angie face palmed herself and said, “Oh fun, there goes our extra help. How did this happen? And do you think that we can change her back to the girl that she original form? I don’t think Johnny wants his girl to be like that for the rest of her life.” Points to the girl in the lunch room. "no I don't think he does." Joan said. "we can use the time reverser to take her back to the point before she had her mind overwritten." “True, but that means that we have to get her alone and close enough to her with out raising suspicion.” Angie said. “Well, we could just try...hmm. I wonder. We have to keep an eye on her, make sure we get the right one. They’re probably going to head back to their old homes one last night before the parents are sent away. That’ll be our best chance to grab her.” Joan guessed. “I don’t think we can get to her while she’s in the school though.” Angie nods and says, “Yeah, that would be the best. Do you know where she lives Johnny?” “Yeah.” Johnny said, “Please, don’t let me lose her...” He said to himself. “Okay, so do you think you can get close enough to her to shoot her with the time reverser?” Angie said. “Maybe.” Johnny said. “I think I can.” Angie nods and looks at Johnny, “Okay, but not looking like that you cant.” “Wh...what?” He said looking at himself. Angie sighs and points out the obvious, “Your a guy, and not in your girl form.” “Bu...but why do I have to be a girl?” He says looking nervous, not keen on being a girl again. Angie points to the lunch room with all the girls in there, “Do you see any guys in there?!” “No! but...I was going to get her on the way home! and I’d have to look like one of those clones if I was going to blend in!” He said, as Joan just sat back and watched the argument. Angie puts her hand on her hip and says, “You’ve still got to blend in.” “No, not if I sneak up on her! when she’s going home?” He says, desperate for an out that wouldn’t put him back in a school girl uniform. Angie folds her arms and says, “So it’s not weird that ‘Jennie’ disappears all day and that there is a GUY standing around at school??” “You think I’m going back in there now? no way!” He said. “I’m not going anywhere near that school, I’m getting Sam out and you guys can handle the rest.” Angie looks disappointingly at Johnny and said, “Really? You don’t want your parents changed back?” “I do...I...what do you want me to do.” He said giving in. Angie smiled and said, “Go in there act like everything is okay, if you get in trouble text us and we’ll get you out. And after school go to Sam’s house and ‘get your make up work’ for the class you missed.” “But what do we do if they try and turn me into a Ms. Green Jr.?” He said. Angie thinks about it for a bit and turns towards Joan. “Okay time to go back to normal. What do you think about Johnny’s question?” “Well...we could try a protective item again, but they caught on to Sam’s.” Joe said as he returned to normal. Angie nods and says, “Yeah and it would be weird if everyone else was changing but him.” “So...should we...I don’t know, seeing as the clones have the same minds as Ms. Green it is going to be hard to fake him being a carbon copy of teenage Ms. Green.” Joe said. “Unless he’s a really good actor and knows everything about her...” Angie laughs and says, “Well I guess your gonna have to stay out of school this time, but your gonna have to change back into Jennie and get the make up work from Sam.” “Okay. That sounds okay.” He said. “Um...so how are you going to change me back?” Angie points to the gender changer gun. Joe took aim with it and Johnny said “Oh boy.” “Nope!” Joe said as he zapped Johnny, turning him into a Jennie in jeans and a t-shirt. “Oh girl is more appropriate. also. put this back on.” He held up the bun, in a small jar, they removed earlier, which looked ready to reattach itself to Jennie, moving around the jar creepily. “Oh god no. not that again.” Jennie said. Angie smiles and takes the lid off of the jar and tilts it towards Jennie. “Here you go!” Jennie hesitantly grabbed the bun and placed it against the back of her neck, where it began sucking up all of her hair ends, pulling it into it and then pulling itself up until her hair became tight against her head again, in a permanent bun hairdo again. She felt her mind being flooded with thoughts of school and studying as her clothes morphed back into the uniform, and Joe inserted the counteracting hairpen as her shoes finished changing. “Gah, thanks, I was about to go straight to class before you did that.” Jennie said. “I’ll keep in touch. See you guys tonight if I can get Sam away.” She was handed a small box with a button and a pointing device on the end like an antenna, this was the time reverser. Angie nudges Jennie and says, “Good luck.” As the day came to a close outside, Jennie rode her bike through Sam’s neighborhood, every house filled with the same erie blue light, and she glimpsed the families inside, everyone of them with their buns wrapped around their heads, pulsing with the light as they were slowly molded into Ms. Green. She even rode past a police car, with a police woman who's computer was glowing blue, and saw a identical bun wrapped around her head. Jennie shook her head and rode past, pulling up beside Sam’s house, and looking in her window to see her on her bed facing her TV, with the same strange blue signal, and her bun wrapped around her face. Jennie thought what is this blue light and will it effect me? She touched the hair clip on her head. I hope this will counteract it. No way to get to Sam otherwise. Jennie looked over and stared at Sam’s television, waiting with baited breath for her bun to start growing or something, but after a minute or two nothing happened. Thank god. She thought, and slipped in through Sam’s still unlocked window, and zapped her bun covered head with the time reverser, and Sam’s body began returning to normal...well...as normal as she was before the class that morning. Jennie placed a hair clip in Sam’s bun, and whispered, “Sam we have to go...right now!” Sam looked at Jennie and then looked around and wondered how she got in her room. “Okay lead the way.” Sam whispered to Jennie. They got out of the house, and a van pulled up as it began to rain. It was Joe and Angie. “Okay, jump in Sam...” Jennie said, hoping in. “I guess you all were watching?” “Yeah, the rest of the town is being overwritten by that broadcast, so we thought we could risk this...” Joe said. Sam got in and looked at Joe and Angie, who was driving. “Uh, hi I’m S-” Angie cut her off, “We know who you are. Your Samantha, but you like to be called Sam because your more of a tom boy than a girly girl.” Sam’s eyes got wide and she looked scared. “Stop frightening the girl Angie, she just woke up after loosing half a day.” Joe said. Jennie wrapped her arms around Sam, “It’s going to be okay. There was a lot of screwed up stuff last night and this morning, then I almost lost you, but you’re back, and we’ve...well we don’t have a plan but we’re not giving up.” Sam put her head on Jennie’s chest and sighed, “At least we didn’t lose each other.” Angie drives off out of Sam’s development and looks at Joe. “Where to oh wise man who has many forms?” Joe moved to point and then stopped, looked at Angie, then resumed point again after a pause. “That way. We’ve gotten permission to use an old warehouse owned by an out of towner as our staging point. Back up will be there by the time we arrive.” Angie drives to where Joe had pointed while Sam watches Joe and Angie. They pull up, and open the garage doors, and ride up into it. They find a pair of cars inside already, and a group of people huddled around a table. They climbed out and Sam clung onto Jennie scared for her life. Angie walked up to the group and put her arms on a few of them as she says, “Now what are you girls gossiping about now?” “Haha. Not all girls. So it’s funny” says one guy with longer brown-blonde hair. “At least at the moment. We’re looking over the map of the town, trying to figure out where she’s began turning most of these adults into Ms. Greens. We saw the notes you left on this “bun machine” that made the students into school girl zombies...but can’t find the second one yet.” Sam spoke up and said, “She turned our parents into Ms. Greens in our school on what looked like a makeshift stage. “Well little lady, we’re talking about the non-parents. The rest of the town was turned into teacher’s over the same day, and now they’re beginning to converted into Ms. Greens as well.” The man said, “I’m Craig by the way.” Sam nodded at Craig and said, “I’m Sam, maybe it was the TVs. Mine was doing a weird thing when we left my house.” “Nice to meet you Sam, also, we saw that transmission, we assume it is a signal only your special buns can receive. We want to do an experiment. We’ll let one of the unMs.Greened victims go under a recorded and monitored conversion into a Ms. Green, and then use this information to figure out how to send the buns a different sign-” He stopped and got an evil smile. “I know what we’ll do. we’ll alter the Ms Green signal and replace it with the perfect candidate to fix all of this.” He looked at Angie. Angie looked at Craig and her eyes narrowed, “Hell no Craig, you know I don’t like being the guinea pig!” “I’m not talking about testing the Ms. Green conversion on you, I’m talking about using you as the new template in our counter transmission.” Craig says, snickering at the beginning. “You’d rip my head off if I wanted to strap you in front of that TV.” Angie nods, “Yes i probably would, so what are your plans with me?” She asks cautiously. “We’ll figure that our after we figure out how the transmission thing works...” He said. “But we need someone to get into our special observation room, and watch the transmission. They’ll have to have one of the buns on their head too. So it’s either gonna have to be Cathy or one of the two school girls here, or we could change the gender of one of the guys and use them.” Angie smiles evilly and looks at Joe, “Oh JJJJooooooeeeee!!!” “Oh no you’re not!” He closes his eyes, “Grandma, dead bodies, rotten cabbage, baseball, football players.” Angie walks up to Joe and runs her hand up and down his chest as she says in a soft voice, “Aw, what’s the matter Joe?” “Nothing completely unattractive computer voice.” He says, eyes shut. Angie kisses Joe softly on his neck and works her way up to his cheek and lets him feel her breath on his lips. “Hm, but I’m not a computer Joe. I’m a real, live, woman.” With that, Joe’s chest filled out as the rest of him twisted in places and swelled in bits, hair growing till he was Joan again. She still had her eyes closed. “I’m a girl again arn’t I? Da-” Angie covered his mouth “Now now! No foul language from our future school girl!” Angie smirked. “Oh no! I’m not letting you put one of those buns on me!” She said pointing to the glass box with a bun in it. Angie hugged Joan tightly and said to the other guys, “Now, get her now!” Craig grabbed the bun and said to Joan, “Sorry, but one of us has’t be the test subject!” As he let the bun suck up Joan’s hairs. “No! NONONO-” Joan said as the Bun pulled itself against her skull. “I...must get to class! Let me go! I need to get changed into my uniform!” As she said this her clothes started changing, morphing into the tights, skirt, blouse and leather shoes outfit Jennie and Sam were wearing. Angie picked Joan up and said, “Where do you want her?” Craig opened a storage room, which appeared to have been converted into some sort of observation room, with a chair with straps, and all kinds of monitoring equipment mounted around it. Joan struggled, but with Craig’s help they tie her down in the chair, and he puts a hair clip in her hair to talk to her normally for a moment. “Alright, so this is going to suck, but we’ll put you back, right as rain, once it is over okay?” He told Joan. Joan just started angrily and said, “Screw you guys.” Angie smiled and winked as she said, “Aw, you wish!” And then Craig removed the hair clip as Sam and Jennie stood nearby. Sam watched everything and asked Jennie while clinging onto her. “Do you trust these guys?” “I do.” Jennie said, “Do you?” Sam looks at them and says, “I guess so, I trust your judgement.” As they said this, Joan struggled in the chair as the TV turned on, and showed the blue signal. Joan began to relax and the bun on her head began to grow, becoming the size of her head and sliding downward slowly, covering her eyes, then nose, and then her entire head by the bun, which swelled and then relaxed as the broadcast played. “Straaaange things those buns are.” Craig said. Angie nodded and said, “Yea, lets try to decipher what this signal is.” They watched as over the course of a half hour Joan’s hair turned the same brown as Ms Green’s, and her body began changing to match the teenage Ms. Green as she twitched. “Looks like it does a complete conversion of the body, and it looks like even the clothes slightly.” He gestured to Joan’s tights, which were lightening into pantyhose. Angie nods and says, “But how do we reverse it Craig?” “I don’t think we can by normal means. Time reversal seems to be our only option...wait something else is happening to Joan...” He said, and as they watched, she began to shift and grow a bit, and her body became identical to teacher Ms. Green, as her clothing morphed into the same outfit, the blue skirt, white blouse, blue vest, black pumps that Ms. Green wore to class. “Oh my god, she’s going to turn all of the students into her duplicates as well.” He said. Angie shakes her head in disapproval. “This one is the craziest I've seen yet.” She said in a sadden voice. “Well...that one with the living clothing was a bit crazy too. could give it a run for its money.” Craig said. Angie nods and says, “Yea but at least that one was easy to figure out, we don’t even know the motive on this one.” “Yeah. Motive on this is cloudy. Though the basic motive of Ms. Green is twisted but obvious, she isn’t the source. who’s behind this? who would benefit?” They looked at Joan, who was now 100% Ms. Green, and who’s bun was beginning to recede and took its place as a larger bun on her head that the one Joan had had before. “Where am I? Who are you people?” She asked. Angie walks over to her and says, “This is a test for a new teaching job. Who was your last boss?” “Oh haha. nice try. I still know everything the other me does. I’m just shocked you’d sacrifice someone just to get me here.” She said, “I’m no fool. I used to be a regular old teacher till I was fixed, but now I’m way smarter and I can fix everything.” Angie looks at the teacher and says, “The way you talk it sounds like you think we cant reverse it.” “You...I completely replaced the person you put in this chair. Not even an ounce of them is left!” She said, getting nervous. Angie smiles and says, “Oh really? You think your THAT powerful? Your not god love, i promise you that.” “I’m not God. but I can at least make our children into good students.” Ms Green started looking between nervous and happy. “I’ll remake all the teachers using my Buns into perfect teachers, and they’ll fix all the girls with more buns, and any boys who cause trouble will be turned into bun girls, and the rest will be personally tutored by the girls until they get their own version of the Bun.” Angie looks at the teacher and says, “And how does making our children into fucking zombies make them into better students?!” “They’ll be better off zombies who learn and obey.” She said the last part as if she really believed it. Angie sighs and walks out of the room saying, “I can’t talk to her anymore, if I do I’ll smack her so hard that she’ll be feeling it for the next 3 years.” Craig smiled at Angie. “Would you be happier if we turned her into you?” He said smirking wider with a knowing smile. Angie looked at Craig and said, “Maybe, I just want Joe back.” “Well, I need to figure out how to negate the evil Ms. Green army that will be created tomorrow when she sends out this final transmission.” Craig says. “Best way is to replace her with someone who won’t go along with her plans, and if we’re lucky, she’ll change into them as well by falling into her own transmission. You seem like the perfect model for the new transmission.” Angie looks at Craig and sighs as she says, “What do I have to do?” “Nothing, we’ll scan you and insert you in place of the Ms. Green code. Hope you won’t mind waking up wearing a bun and her clothes though, it’s going to be a rush job so we won’t have time to change that.” Craig said as he gave the guys with the computers the thumbs up, and they started typing fast, as a girl, apparently the Cathy he mentioned, walked over with the handheld scanner. Angie sighs, “Okay will i act any differently or will i just have her clothes on and that..that bun.” She asked while censoring what she wanted to say because of Jennie and Sam. “Everything will be normal with you. You know we proved that you were immune to mind controls.” Craig said, “Still a little nervous though?” Angie nods and says, “Hey wait a minute! When did you guys prove that I was immune to mind controls?!” “Don’t you remember, you headbutted that guy right in the face when he tried using the slave beam on you? That was hilarious too.” Cathy said laughing. “Thought I wasn’t so lucky before that.” She frowned. Angie laughed and said, “Oh yeah! I forgot about that guy, it was so funny he was like ‘now it’s time for you to be perfect’ and i was like ‘oh really’, and BAM forehead meet nose. Did we ever find out why I’m immune to the mind control?” She then stood there waiting to be scanned. Cathy scanned her, and said, “No, but I wish I knew. It’s always me and Joe that get hit by that stuff.” Cathy frowned again. “I don’t mind when me and Craig get frisky with the confiscated devices, but I trust him...I’m tired of people playing with my brain every other mission...but at least we’re doing good.” Craig took the scanner and handed it to the coding team. “There we should be ready to test it on Joe’s body in a few minutes.” Angie nodded and said, “Well i wouldn’t mind if Joe got frisky with me.” She then covered her mouth and blushed as she realized what she had said. Cathy smirked and said, “Well you’ll have to learn how to keep him from turning into a girl, or learn to like girls.” She giggled at that, as Craig said, ”okay, we’re going to start.” The TV changed and began glowing purple, as the Ms Green strapped in the chair said, “No...what are you doing...stop...you can’t do this...you’re messing up my beautiful plan!” As her bun began to swell again and moved over her face, silencing her and beginning to pulse once more. Angie watches and says to Cathy, “Yeah, I guess I’ll just have to find a way to keep him from turning into a girl.” The bun pulses, and the hair begins turning as black as Angie’s, and the body in the chair twisted slightly, changing to match Angie’s as the time passed by, and eventually the bun lifted off and shrank back into its place on her head, revealing Angie’s face, the new one dressed in Ms Green’s outfit still. Angie smiles and waves at herself, “hello!” Craig smirks. “Bit awkward Angie? You seem awfully comfortable with this.” Angie looks at Craig and says, “It is awkward but we’ve had worse!” “Well, it’s time to change Joe back then.” Craig says, picking up the time reverser. Angie opens up the door to the room that Joe-Angie was in. Craig walks up to Joe-Angie, “Ready to go back to being Joe again?” He said smiling. Angie watched as Craig walks up to Joe-Angie. He zaps Joe-Angie and time reverses, first from Angie to Ms. Green, and Ms. Green to School girl Joan, then to Joan normal again as the bun falls off. “Close enough.” Joan shook her head. “Ow my head hurts.” Angie runs up and hugs him as she says, “I’m sorry for making you do that!” Joan turns red in the ears, and says, “It’s alright, did it work? Do we have a plan?” Angie kisses him deeply and breaks the kiss as she says, “Yes, you might have just saved everyone.” She then winks and stands up straight. Joan stares at Angie. “I am never going to be a guy again at this rate.” She said throwing her hands in the air. Angie laughs and hugs Joan and whispers in her ear, “Maybe i like both sex's?” Craig smirked and said, “Well, we had better get our trap ready for tomorrow.” He looked at Sam and Jennie. “I’m sorry, but you two will have to go back home and watch that first transmission and be converted, just so they don’t notice anything suspicious. We want her to think she’s won.” He seemed ashamed to ask them to sacrifice themselves temporarily. Sam looks terrified, and she asked Craig, “Is that...is that the only way?” “Yes, otherwise she might notice something, and then she might decide to change her plans or methods.” He said. Sam nodded and sighed, “I’m gonna hate it but I’ll do it.” They said their good byes, and Sam was dropped off in front of her house. She slipped in through the window, after seeing her parents in the living room, now turned into identical Ms. Greens with bun covered heads watching their blue television. She closed her window and saw the TV still on that blue signal station. She took a deep breath and sits in her bed again. “Lets get this over with.” She says, pulling out the protective hair clip, and as it falls to the floor, her bun had already begun growing and hungrily gobbling up her head as she sighs and relaxes as she watches the TV. Within a few minutes her bun was wrapped around her face, erasing her mind again as it began receiving the Ms Green signal. Across town, the same was happening to Jennie, as she thought “I hope their plan works,” as the bun slides across her nose and eyes, and then minutes later both her and Sam’s heads are being over written and have changed to the same brown as everyone Else's in town, and their tights have become pantyhose like before. Angie watched from the surveillance camera’s with Craig and Joe. Angie looks at Craig and asks, “Are you sure this will work?” “Yes. It has to.” He says. --- The next morning all of the students arrive at the school, and sat down for class, as the adults sat in front of TVs and computers preparing for the final transmission that would complete they’re conversion, and give their orders for their next target towns. Angie and Craig were preparing to intercept the signal as Ms Green paced her classroom. “Change of plans from yesterday my students, I have decided that each and everyone of you is going to become me completely. full grown duplicates. I’ll be starting now, so watch the blue screen.” She flipped the switch and the screens all over the city turned blue and began broadcasting the final piece, as the students began growing, and their clothes began changing into the teacher uniform. Angie saw the TV in the room that Joe-Angie was in flip on and she looked at Craig and said, “Shoot, she’s starting the transmission early! We need to get that counter-transmission up and running two minutes ago!” Craig looked at his hacking team and said, “Can we get in to replace the broadcast yet?” “It’s going to be close, but yeah. Twenty seconds max.” One man said. Back in the classroom, “Only thirty seconds and you will all be complete, and ready to change the world.” Ms Green said as the bun covered heads all nodded in sync in agreement. Craig looked at his team expectantly, “Ready yet?” “Yes....right...NOW.” The guy behind the laptop said, hitting a key. The TV in the observation room turned purple, and all across town TVs started turning purple. Angie looked into the room with the TV and saw that it had turned purple. “Good job guys, TV screen is purple. Never thought seeing a purple TV screen would be a good thing but it is right now,” Angie said to everyone there. As she said this, back in the classroom, Ms Green was looking confused, and watched as the Ms Green clones in each of the desks had their buns change from brown to black hair. “What is going on? what happened to my perfect students?” She said, as the Ms Green in the front desk completed her conversion into an Angie. The Angie at the front desk smiles and stands up as she says, “Your plan has failed Ms. Green, if that is your real name.” “No! I won’t give up!” She said, preparing to leave as two more Angies are completed, and grab her. The Angies force her in a chair and hold her down, even though it would only take one Angie to hold her because she’s so strong but to make sure that she wasn’t going anywhere both Angies held onto her. Then they notice that Ms Green has her eyes shut tight, trying not to look at the purple screen at the front. They motioned for the front desk Angie to help and the front desk Angie grabbed a tape dispenser and then taped Ms Green’s eye lids open. “No- stop that- please I don’t-” Ms Green then stopped talking as the purple signal entered her vision, and her bun began to swell on her head. The Angies smiled and watched Ms Green. The bun on her head swallowed her face, and began to pulse as it darkened to Angie's color of hair. The Angies kept her held down in case something went wrong. Soon the bun slowed, and slid back up to the top of her head, revealing Angie's smirking face. One of the Angie’s ask the Green-Angie, “Do you feel better?” “I feel much better..thanks for asking me, me!” Green-Angie said. With that, the cleanup began, and after a few weeks of memory wiping and government covering up, Sam and Johnny are standing by the road with Angie and Joe. “Well, this is goodbye. We left you guys the memories of this, so you can apply to work with us in the future if you want to.” Joe said. “I don’t know about that.” Johnny said, hugging Sam. “Bit dangerous to me, but we’ll keep you in mind.” Sam nods and says, “If we ever see something that’s off, we will give you a call. And you might not want to work with them Johnny, but I found it interesting to be working with them.” “We fixed your original teacher back to normal, and we’re still investigating who originally put that bun on her and made her go crazy and turn into Ms Green.” Joe said, “We’ll keep in touch though. See you guys later! Not too soon though.” He winked. Angie hugged Sam and waved goodbye, as the truck pulled out of the town. Johnny put his arm around Sam and as they walked down the sidewalk. “You know we’re going to have to study extra hard. Still got those notes?” “Sure do.” She said, leaning against him.

[yeehawkins]

ok holy shjt my dream last night

most likely very long so

me and two other people were whisked away to some magical over-the-top holy shit amazing resort that may have also been a school (think of the ss tipton from suite life on desk, but as a mega land resort), i think if you stayed there long enough you got uniforms? i wanna say they were vaguely ho.gwa.rts-esque but idk for sure

and we stay there a few days, but then shit gets weird

we went to some boutique in the resort, and one of the girls tried on an outfit and loved it, and wanted to walk down the street to show her family (i guess they lived close)

she screamed at us from the street saying “i can’t leave!”

we repeated it out loud and right as she confirms it, the place goes into lockdown

there’s safety rooms opening from the walls (they were like the width of an ironing board and were barely big enough for one person to fit in), that or that was the door sizes that just led to actual rooms where we huddled down

people began screaming (namely the workers), stuff about how “WHY CANT WE LEAVE” and/or “YOU CANT EVER LEAVE.” “WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE”

after a calm creepy lecture of why we shouldn’t think about leaving, we are taken off of lockdown and acted like nothing happened

but me and the girls knew

this place brainwashes you, and they also most likely kill people/make them into slaves to work there

so in response to this, i turn myself into rick (no i didn’t become an alcoholic, i literally just, shapeshift), only i guess my powers were weakened here because i never felt like him (still felt like i was in my body (aka short, i perceived myself as me, but others would see me as rick)), and for the first day i had to do an impression of him instead of just naturally sounding like him with the change (this hurt my throat very badly, but the voice came naturally the next day

i turned myself into him because i knew he wouldn’t get brainwashed, and he always had access to technology that could help us escape

i guess no one noticed that “i” was gone and this old dude is now there (maybe i wiped/changed their memory?) so it just went about normally then

my friends were struggling to not become brainwashed but i knew i still had time, so i did a few things

chatted up the 2nd owner who was named John Snow (he had no relation to the guy from the show (and his name was spelled like that)), asking a few things

if there was any kind of social media/internet allowed here. he said yes, he said a few, and then he mentioned this like snapchat that they made just for the place (and asked me to add him, i was not able to get the download code)

if i could send my grandson here. he says absolutely, just make this care package thing and it’ll bring him here (bc of course i need morty in on this)

tried to get on the good side of the owner(s), which involved a thing everyone eventually does there where they lock up everything (i think this is like, the final stage of brainwashing but i had a plan to escape)

locking up involved collecting an amount of keys that basically looked like weird giant bottle caps, and they all had words on them. and once you collect them all you bring them to john, tell him the theme connecting all the words, and then you get to follow him to the gate to lock up the front, and this had to be done before a certain time/curfew (which i believe was either 9:30, 10:00, or 10:30)

you seem extra good when you volunteer to do this, so i did, figuring morty would be there in time to help

john lets me take a picture of the words i need to collect (everyone else usually just gets a list but because i was being so cool to him he let me take a pic (also tried to take a picture of the not-snapchat code, couldnt for some reason bc dream logic does not like cameras. because of this logic my photo of the words was also a bit blurry, the further down the list the less you could see, the last few were covered by other papers))

i had 20 keys scattered through 20 rooms, and there happened to be 19 rooms in my section of the resort, and then the whole pool area

i had no clue what i was looking for or where, but the very first key was “TAN”, so i of course go into the pool area, and i spend like 10 minutes looking for just this key

so i then look in my room, and i find another, but it looks different from the TAN key (the tan one was more button shaped), but i continue to other rooms not knowing what to look for (until the next room has one that looks like the one from my room)

i just collect everything vaguely shaped like what im looking for that also had words on it

and one of the places i started picking up speed in finding keys was in joe bidens room. specifically his room and his kids room (in my dream he had 2 very young daughters), he was cool and was like “yeah rick you can do this” (i feel like he secretly knew what was going on and was cheering for me), and i had to say hi to his kids and ask if i could go in their room and get something and they agreed. i had to step over a lot of toys on the ground to get to it

so now i counted and saw i had 23 keys, and 2 of them repeated, but i didnt care because there was so little time left, so i ran to find john but ran into who i believe was justin roiland, the head owner of the place 

i ask where john is and he points me in the right direction, and i see john kinda worried

idk why he was but i ended up dropping all the keys, and i was like “hey i got more than 20 and some of them repeat are these all right?” he says yes, and asks me for the theme

i stutter not knowing, and i think he’s in such a hurry he gives me the answer (i think it was like, essentials at a resort or something)

we start walking quickly towards the gate, me mentally preparing myself for morty’s arrival/putting my plan into action (note: either i dont remember what my plan was, or i really had no idea what i was gonna do), it’s raining/lightning so it’s kinda cool

but i get stopped by a group in the entrance, they want me to help greet the new people just arriving + some of them were having a birthday (none of which were morty), and i couldn’t get away, and i had lost sight of john, i think he was waiting back for me but idk for sure

so i fake smile and hold up a big six, then the second it’s done i find john and we make our way to the gate

i woke up and have no idea what happened next, i think my plan involved knocking john out or something, and morty would arrive around then or soon after as i figured out how the gate/barrier worked