Look what I do when I'm supposed to be doing my Science...

Ahh. Way too addictive. D: I should find a better way to spend my time...


Original:
Poker Face

(Currently listening to it, so I'm like, sure. :D)


French:
Face of poker

(Okay sure. :P)


Japanese:
Surface of poker

(This happened last time too. Why does face = surface...? o.o)


Spanish:
Surface of the poker

(It can't just be poker, it has to be THE poker.)


German:
Surface of the stirring up hook

(Where'd stirring up hook come from...? o.o)


Dutch:
Surface of omhoog moving hook

(Moving hook? Omhoog?)


Chinese Simp.:
omhoog migration hook surface

(The hook surface is... migrating...?)


Greek:
omhoog surface of hooks of immigration

(Correction: they are immigrating.)


Korean:
Omhoog surfaces of immigration hanger

(First hooks immigrate here, now hangers? Canada must be popular.)


Poker Face = hooks and hangers immigrating here and invading Canada. Is Lady Gaga plotting something...? o.o;;



Original:
If you get below 90%, you are an official Asian failure.

(Hehe.)


Korean:
Below this 90% of you gets and in case, you are the Asia failure which is official.

(WE ARE ALL ASIA FAILURES WHICH IS OFFICIAL. D: [cept maybe for Angie. But I digress.])


Spanish:
Underneath this 90% of you you obtain and in case, you are the lack of Asia that is official.

(Lack of Asia? Asia doesn't exist anymore? o__O)


Japanese:
If under your this 90%, the Asian scarcity which is official profit.

(Scarcity of Asians = profit. Discriminatory much?)


Chinese Simp. & Chinese Trad.:
If in you this under 90%, is official profit Asia lacks.

(If we are under 90%, Asia lacks official profit. Kinda makes sense if you think about it... o.o)


Russian:
If in you this under 90%, officially, then profit Asia requires.

(If we are officially under 90%, then Asia requires profit. Trufax.)


Therefore, if we are all Asian failures, Asia goes broke. SHAME. D:

-addicted-

Original:
Andrea: I refuse semicolons, they look fugly.
Van: I refuse YUR FACE. >:D
Andrea: I refuse HER face! :O (points to the person on the screen)
Van: I refuse it too. :D


Chinese Simp.:
Andrea: I reject the semicolon, they look at fugly.
Fan: I reject the YUR face. > : D
Andrea: I reject her face! : O (to person's spot screen)
Fan: I also reject it. : D

(Okay, now there's only one semicolon. And it no longer looks fugly, it looks AT fugly.
Also, Van will now be referred to as Fan. Congratulations.)


German:
Andrea: I point the semicolon, it regard fugly back.
Fan: I reject the YUR face. > : D
Andrea: I reject its face! : O (to person' S-Punktschirm)
fan: I also reject it. : D

(The person on the screen is now a person S-Punktschirm, whatever that is. Oh, and she has turned into an it, by the way.)


Japanese:
And rear: I the semicolon, the point fugly point that.
Fan: I refuse the surface of YUR. > : D
and rear: I refuse the surface! : O (person' ; S-Punktschirm)
Fan: In addition as for me it refuses that. : D

(AHAHAHA Andrea is a rear AND a semicolon xD
And they are no longer refusing each others' faces, they are now refusing the surface.)


Spanish:
And later part: I semicolon, of the point the point fugly that.
Ventilator: Rejection the YUR surface. > : D
and later part: Rejection the surface! : Or (person' ;
Ventilator of S-Punktschirm): In addition as far as me it rejects that. : D

(Andrea is a later part now. And Van turned into a ventilator. o.o)


Italian:
And successive part: Point and virgola I, of the point the point fugly that one.
Fan: Refusal the YUR surface. > : D
and successive part: Refusal the surface! : Or (person' ;
Fan of S-Punktschirm): In more for how much me it refusal that one. : D

(Okay, no longer a later part but a successive part, I see.
Van turned back into a fan, at least.)


Korean:
And the part which is continued: Point of point and virgola I and fugly piece one.
Fan: Refusal YUR surface. > : D
and the part which is continued: Refusal surface! : Or (person' ; S-Punktschirm
fans): respects how much from a more thing it refusal one of writings. : D

(Andrea is a part which is continued now. MAKE UP YOUR MIND, BABELFISH.
And they are back to refusing surfaces again. Oh, but Van wants to refuse someone's writing. That's not nice. D:)


French:
And the part which is continued: Not point and virgola I and fugly piece one.
Ventilator: Surface refusal YUR. > ; : D
and the part which is continued: Surface refusal! : Or (person' ; ;
Ventilators of S-Punktschirm): respect how much more thing it refusal one of the writings. : D

(Van turned back into a ventilator. More than one ventilator, actually.)




Original:
Why does Mr. Lew always give us clown music in band? D:


French:
Why Mr. Lew does it always give us the music of clown in the band? D:

(Nothing too bad here. But why is Mr. Lew an it...?)


Korean:
Does it why Lew always give the music of the clown who to the band is in us? D:

(Apparently Mr. Lew is just Lew now.
The band... is in us? o.o)


Russian:
Does make it why Lew it does always give the notes of clown which to the range in us? D:

(Okay, so now we have a range in us. And we no longer play clown music, we play notes of the clown. Wonderful.)


Dutch:
Makes gives for which Lew it always nota' s of clown which to the pallet in us? D:

(Now we have pallets. And we play notas of clown.)


Chinese Trad.:
Which Lew does gives always its nota' for; Comedian clown s to ours pallet? D:

(There's more than one Mr. Lew?? Does he have a twin like Ms. Wong? o.O)


Japanese:
Some Lew nota' It gives always; For the sake of; Buffoonery teacher s pallet of comedian to our ones? D:

(... I don't get this. Really. @__@)

One more. 8D

Original:
"Okay, my mission now... is to make this Pikachu PURPLE!" Sarah announced, looking proud. "YES! Let's GO!"

(From RCII Part... I forgot. :P)


Dutch:
" O.k., must make my task now… this PURPLE Pikachu! " Announced Sarah, looking at proud. " YES! Let' s GO! "

(Okay, so Pikachu is already purple. But Sarah must make her task anyway. :O)


French:
" ; Well, must now make with my task… this Pikachu CRIMSON! " ; Announced Sarah, looking at proud. " ; YES! Let' ; S DISAPPEAR! " ;

(So it's crimson now? No more purple? SARAH, I'M ASHAMED OF YOU. D:
Additionally, you're yelling at people to disappear. How rude.)


German:
" ; Well this Pikachu HIGH-RED must form now with my task…! " ; Announced Sarah, regarding proudly. " ; YES! Let' ; S DISAPPEARANCE! " ;

(Pikachu, who is now high-red (drugs much?) must form with Sarah's task. Poor Pikachu.)


Greek:
"? Well this high-[KOKKINO] Pikachu should shape now with my objective…! "? [Anaggelthe]'? n Sarah, that it considers proud. "? YES! Let'? DISAPPEARANCE OF S! "?

(Okay Sarah, forming Pikachu with your task is bad enough, but shaping him is going too far. >:O
... Where did disappearance of S come from? xD)


Japanese:
" ? This high [KOKKINO] Pikachu should my object and now the shape [zu] [ku], is…It gushes forth! " ? [Anaggelthe] ' ? That the n plate, you brag and consider. " ? It is! Let' ? The disappearance of S! " ?

(Pikachu gushes forth?? o__O Disturbing mental image there...
Pikachu is high kokkino, and is now Sarah's object. Owch.
And why did disappearance of S randomly uncaps itself...)


Russian:
" ? This high [KOKKINO] Of pikachu my object and now form [zu] [ku],… it gushes forward! " ? [Anaggelthe] of ' ? What the plate n, you brags and it examines. " ? It! Let' ? Disappearance s! " ?

(Sarah is now examining Pikachu. Also, she apparently lacks the ability to speak in coherent sentences.)


Spanish:
" ? This overflow [KOKKINO] of pikachu my object and now forms [zu] [ku],… he says with excessive effusion advanced! " ? [Anaggelthe] of ' ? What plate n, you is boasted and examined. " ? He! Let' ? Disappearance s! " ?

(Sarah is a he?? HOW COME I DIDN'T KNOW THIS?? I AM DEEPLY WOUNDED BY YOUR SECRECY! D:
Also, she/he/it is excessively advanced. Is Sarah hiding something? :O
Pikachu overflows and forms zu ku. Interesting.)


Chinese Simp. & Chinese Trad. & Korean:
" ? This inundates and pikachu [KOKKINO] aims the shape [zu] which [ku] exists,… Him says with the excessive outflow which progresses! where " ? [Anaggelthe] ' ? What kind of plate n you are proud, they are examined. " ? The! Let' ? Misses s! where " ?

(o__O.
Just o__O.)

Playing around with Babelfish.

Babelfish = translator.

Funnies. x]

(My comments in brackets.)


Original:
Hi Ms. Wong!

(The classic. :D)


French:
Hello Mrs. Wong!

(So now Ms. Wong is married. :O)


Portuguese:
Olá! Mrs. Wong!

(Haha, "Ola")


Spanish & French:
Vagueness! Mrs Wong!

(... Where did vagueness come from? o.O)


Korean:
Ambiguous wool lake! Wong Mrs.!

(How did they get a wool lake from vagueness... Oh, and now we shall address Ms. Wong as Wong Mrs.)


Italian:
Ambiguous lake of wools! Sig.ra di Wong!

(Now she is Sig.ra di Wong. However you pronounce that.)


Greek:
Ambiguous lake [mallion]! Sig.ra Di Wong!

(... Mallion? o.O)




Original:
Survival awards today, and Maddy/Jason/Tony/me got second place. :O Very happy.

(Taken from Angie's most recent blog post. :D)


Dutch:
The granting of the overleving today, and Maddy/Jason/Tony/me become Second place. : Very fortunately O.

(Congrats, Sutherlandians, for winning the overleving. :D)


Italian:
L' Maddy/Jason/Tony/me and allocation overleving today are transformed in second place. : Much fortunately Or.

(Okay, so the overlevings are being allocated. Also, Angie and them are now transformed into second place. Congratulations.)


Russian:
L' Maddy/Jason/Tony/me and allocation of overleving of today of are of transformed in of second of place. : Much of fortunately Or.

(Now the allocation of the overleving of today are being transformed.)


Korean:
L' Overleving Maddy of justice today or Jason or Tony/me and distributing changes is inside the second time of place. : Luckily vast quantity or.

(Maddy is justice today, and Jason or Tony/Angie are inside the second time of place, along with distributing changes. Uhm.)


Spanish:
L' Overleving Maddy of justice today or the changes of Jason or Tony/me and of the distribution is inner the second time of the place. : Luckyly extensive amount or.

(Okay, now it's the changes of Jason or Tony/Angie that are in the second time of place. Also, there is an extensive amount that is lucky. Or luckyly.)


Chinese Trad. & Chinese Simp.:
L' The Overleving justice either Jason or Tony/me today changes Maddy and the release second time is the intrinsic place. : Luckyly widespread amount or.

(Jason or Tony or Angie are changing Maddy. And the intrinsic place. Whatever that is. Oh, and the extensive amount is now widespread. Whoopie.)


In conclusion, Angie's Survival group won the overleving, which got allocated several times, in the second time of the intrinsic place. Yays for them. :)



Original:
This post is now about delicious food.

(Stolen from Van. :D)


Dutch:
This mail is now concerning delicious food.

(Van writes mail on her blog. Good job Van.)


French:
This mail relates to delicious food now.

(Not bad. Van apparently still writes mail though.)


German:
This post office refers on delicious food now.

(How does Van put a post office on her blog. SHOW ME. :O)


Italian:
This post office them now reports exquisite food.

(Sounds like a news show. "WE WILL NOW REPORT ON EXQUISITE FOOD.")


Korean:
This post office now that (thing) field reports the food which is exquisite.

(Okay, now THAT thing field reports the food.)


Portuguese:
This station of post offices now that the field (of the thing) tells the food that is requintado.

(Station of post offices? Now there's more than one post office on Van's blog? o.O Oh, and now the field of the thing is talking to the food, which, incidentally, is requintado.)


Russian:
This station of post offices now, when field (thing) speaks food which requintado.

(Omigosh, the field thing speaks food. I've always wanted to learn food as a second language.)


Therefore, Van's blog has a station of post offices, in which the field thing talks to the food, which happens to be requintado.

Good job Van.

Haha, finally. :P (RCII P8)

Randomosity Chronicles II - Part 8

Andrea blinked.

One moment, she was chasing Hibari into that dark, blobby hole, and the next, she literally fell out of the sky onto the hard sidewalk on her butt.

In Japan.

“Oh my god.”

She scrambled to her feet and looked around wildly. The hiragana and katakana around her told her that she was definitely somewhere Japanese. She... might actually be in Japan! She stood on her toes and peeked over the buildings. Faint blue mountains capped with snow that glittered in the winter sun suggested... Hokkaido?

Andrea blinked again.

She was in Japan.

She was actually in Japan.

Andrea snapped back to reality when someone ran past her, accidentally bumping her shoulder. She quickly stepped to the side and pressed herself against the wall of a building so that no one could crash into her or anything, and carefully observed her surroundings.

There were Asian-looking people everywhere, with an occasional non-Asian tourist wandering around the crowded streets. She decided to walk around and explore a bit, at least wanting to find out where the hell Hibari went.

Suddenly, a voice shouted out her name, and she turned around. There, running towards her and screaming like a maniac, was a very familiar person.

----------------

“CLEAVAGE!” Yuedi yelled before she hit the hard pavement with a loud thump.

Sandy proceeded to whack her on the head.

Nicky and Nalini gave her a weird look, Van made a facepalm motion, and Richard sweatdropped before noticing where they landed.

“Sandy...” he said slowly, as if not believing what he was seeing. “Is it just me, or does this place seem... really familiar?”

“It does, it does!” Van chirped in agreement in her five-year-old voice, also looking around in... weirded-out-ness.

Sandy stopped attacking the pervert Yuedi and opened her mouth to reply, but then quickly shut it when she saw the sign on the building next to them.

“‘National Arts Centre,’” she read in a hushed voice. She looked across the street at the white stone monument that stood there. “That statue... isn’t this... Ottawa?!”

The group was promptly distracted by voices coming from the building. They dove into some neatly trimmed bushes beside the doors of the Arts Centre, watching in astonishment as the old concert band of 2007-2008 swarmed out the doors, chattering excitedly.

Nalini stared. “Hey Van, isn’t that-”

She was quickly cut off by Van wrestling her to the ground in order to shut her up. Richard and Sandy held their breath as David looked curiously in their general direction, and simultaneously breathed sighs of relief when he shrugged it off and continued walking, thus not blowing their cover.

“This doesn’t make sense,” Richard said once the group had passed. “I mean, how can we be here and there at the same time? I swear I saw you and Rach and Jason and everyone else in that group too...”

Sandy looked back at him in confusion. “I have no idea... What the fudge is going on here?”

----------------

“Are we... in China?” Angie asked, still holding her death grip around Skye’s waist even as they fell from the floating portal and landed in a dark and bad-smelling alleyway. “I mean, it has the pollution and all that crap.”

“I don’t think so,” Rachel testified, staring at the characters on a small label that was taped to the garbage can. She leaned closer, squinting behind her glasses. “Uh, let’s see... o something tsu... something, something... ku, da, sa, i?” She stood up and grinned sheepishly at the rest of her group. “My hiragana reading is terrible, as you can clearly see.”

“It’s better than I can do,” Fandi said with a shrug, trying to pry Angie and Skye apart, by the latter’s request. “Mich help me,” she added after failing to release her classmate’s hold around the silver-haired bishounen’s midsection. Skye sweatdropped, wondering if he would ever be able to shake off this rabid fangirl. (The author silently empathized with him.)

With one swift pull, Mich managed to pull Angie’s arms off of her victim. Everyone else stared. Mich stared back with her usual (and kind of creepy) :] expression.

Angie pouted and stomped her foot. “No!” she squealed. “My Skye! Bad Mich!”

Mich and Fandi sweatdropped as she locked her arms around the Phantom Thief once again.

“So Pikachu,” Sarah said, ignoring Fandi's half-frustrated/half-amused protests and turning to the electric rodent with a serious expression. “Why are we in Japan? And are there any places around here that sell purple dye?”

Pikachu plopped down on his behind, dangling his legs over the lid of the garbage can that he was sitting on. “Well basically,” he explained, “something or someone made that portal and, to make a long story short, we traveled through it to here. However, as for the people after us, I think they went in too late and screwed up the rip in time and space, so now they’re probably stuck in the past or the future halfway across the world or something.” He cleared his throat. “The latter question, I cannot answer, and I request that you not find the answer either. I like my yellow fur, thank you very much.”

Sarah opened her mouth to protest, but a dark blur suddenly swooped down and tackled her to the ground. She screamed. A rough hand quickly covered her mouth. (She was mildly disappointed. She liked screaming like an idiot.)

The group quickly found themselves surrounded by a group of people in black ninja suits, their eyes gleaming and lingering far too long on... certain areas for their tastes.

“Screw the one in Crosby, this is going to be a real rapefest,” Rachel whispered to Fandi with panic in her voice. “And I get the feeling that it’s not gonna be pleasant.”


And yes, my chapters are getting shorter. D:

Ahh.

Life the cake.

Rαcн says (10:59 PM):
rcii... lykedied. D:

Rαcн says (10:59 PM):
temporarily

O.OY says (11:00 PM):
?

O.OY says (11:00 PM):
why?

Rαcн says (11:00 PM):
dunnoes.

Rαcн says (11:00 PM):
lost motivation? D:

Rαcн says (11:00 PM):
MOTIVATE ME.

O.OY says (11:00 PM):
RAWR

O.OY says (11:00 PM):
POST

O.OY says (11:00 PM):
NOW

O.OY says (11:00 PM):
YOU CAN DO IT

Rαcн says (11:00 PM):
... xD


And that is how Richard attempts to motivate me into writing again. For the first time in "weeks", according to Sarah. (Actually, it's only been six days. But I digress. :P)

... I gotta go pee, be right back. :)

Hi. I'm back.

... I can just imagine Fandi saying, "INTERESTING. WHY DID I NEED TO KNOW THAT. o.o"

:D


Rαcн says (11:04 PM):
life... is like a cake.

Rαcн says (11:05 PM):
if there's only one layer of cake, without frosting anywhere on it, it gets boring, and you want to stop eating it after a while.

Rαcн says (11:05 PM):
but when there's frosting all over the cake and multiple layers in the cake, it gets interesting.

Rαcн says (11:05 PM):
but sometimes it gets too sweet.

Rαcн says (11:05 PM):
but you have to keep eating, because you know that it will all be worth it once it's over.

O.OY says (11:06 PM):
pfft

O.OY says (11:06 PM):
if u eat too much of it at once

O.OY says (11:06 PM):
u get fat tho

Rαcн says (11:06 PM):
exactly. O:

Rαcн says (11:06 PM):
which is why it should be taken in little chunks at a time.

O.OY says (11:06 PM):
and tehn u run around

O.OY says (11:06 PM):
having so much burden

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
and then one day

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
ur fat body just plomps down on the ground

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
and then u yell

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
I DONT WANT TO TAKE THIS ANY LONGER

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
and then u die

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
with cake still in ur stomach

Rαcн says (11:07 PM):
... but there's also more cake left over

Rαcн says (11:07 PM):
which you can't eat now that you're dead.

Rαcн says (11:08 PM):
which is bad. D:

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
leading investigators to believe u died while choking on ur cake

O.OY says (11:07 PM):
and then

O.OY says (11:08 PM):
they ban all cake

Rαcн says (11:08 PM):
... wtf? o.O

O.OY says (11:08 PM):
xD

O.OY says (11:08 PM):
that last sentece

O.OY says (11:08 PM):
kinda killed the analogy

O.OY says (11:08 PM):
didnt it xD

Rαcн says (11:08 PM):
... i concur. =P

O.OY says (11:08 PM):
xD


So it's decided. Life is a cake that you choke on and die. :D

... It's too late to write a new chapter. :D -excuse-

-shot down repeatedly by rabid fans-

-dies-

Of course I do.

Angie: You do NOT look like a guy, shut up. :P
Me: Of course I do.

I am having a chat with Angie over MSN voice calling thingy right now (whatever it's called). :D

Angie: What are you searching up now?
Me: I'm not. :O
Angie: I hear typing. What are you doing, you'd better be writing Randomosity Chronicles, GO. >:O
Me: Hahaa.

Me: Angieee, I'm too lazy to write todayyy D:
Angie: Then don't write todayyy, I understandddd xP
Me: Okay. :D
Angie: (hears me typing this) Rachh, you sound so INTO it, why don't you bring your... INTONESS to writeee D:
Me: Because I don't feeeeel like it xP (whine)

New layout yeshh :D

4|\|D W|-|y 1z|\|7 D4|\|4 1|\| |-|3r3 y37?
= AND WHy IzNT DANA IN HErE yET?
= And why isn't Dana in here yet?

Ha, Andrea. Congratulate me. >:)

Anyway, in answer to your question, it's because I originally planned the length of P7 be be waaaay longer, but then I for some reason changed it. So now I dunno exactly when Dana will come in, but expect it to be soon. :)

Speaking of Dana... SO DEAD FOR MATH PROJECT ARGH NO REFUSE D:

... Well, granted, it's due in six days, but I'm stressing over it anyway. For some reason.

Omfg, it's 9pm. o.o For some reason it feels like five in the afternoon. This is a problem. Dx

No chapter today, sorry people. I'm being lazy today. :P

About the new layout, I need suggestions on what to put in the right column. Any ideas? o.o

A Tribute. (RCII P7)

First, before I delve into chapter/part/whatever 7, I must pay my respects to a very special inanimate object, which kinda died yesterday.

REST IN PEACE, RICHARD'S WALLET. (The one in real life, of course xP)

... Why did I all-caps that. o.o;;


LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:36 PM):
updatin yet????????????/

Rαcн says (7:36 PM):
blah

Rαcн says (7:36 PM):
fine >=P

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:36 PM):
yey!!!!!!!!! [etc, etc, because if I post the entire thing, it'll stretch the page. o.O]

Rαcн says (7:36 PM):
... o__O;;;

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:36 PM):
eleven

Rαcн says (7:36 PM):
-backs away slowly-

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:36 PM):
one hundred eleven

Rαcн says (7:37 PM):
... okay stop that.

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:37 PM):
one thousand one hundred eleven

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:37 PM):
WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE [etc, etc, again.]

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:37 PM):
oekee. i shall leave u alone 2 ur writing

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:37 PM):
now

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:37 PM):
heehee

LeSars....is OMIGOSH CLEAVAGE ON BLONDE GIRL!!!!! =P says (7:37 PM):
bibibiibibibibibib

Rαcн says (7:37 PM):
bye? =P


Yeah. So, as you can clearly see, I'm being mobbed. (See also Angie's latest blog post.) (By the way, nice observation Tangie. o.O That is ironic... :O)



Randomosity Chronicles II - Part 7

Andrea caught up to Hibari Kyouya in the South Gym that still had those same whitewashed walls with kids' paintings taped lopsidedly to them. But it wasn't the eyehurtingly bright colours of the poster paint that caught her attention; it was the large, dark, blobby hole... thing that floated behind Hibari.

He stared at her.

She stared at him.

Suddenly, Andrea realized that her mouth was open stupidly, and she quickly shut it. "Uhh," she managed to get out. Okay, I'm in a room alone with Hibari... what do I do now? She made a o.o;; expression while the bishounen across the room made a T.T expression at her silence. (The author made a :D expression while she described the characters' feelings with emoticons.)

He glared at her.

She blinked.

He turned around, Hibird perching quietly on his shoulder, and disappeared through the hole. Horrified, Andrea ran after him.

"Hibari! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

----------------

Mich had taken no more than three steps out the Art Room when they heard it.

A frantic shout.

"That was... Andrea, wasn't it?" she asked confusedly, with a hint of worry in her voice. (The author silently rejoiced at the fact that Mich had spoken at least five lines of dialogue in the story already.)

"Yeah," Fandi agreed, but just as she was about to add something to that, Grumpy Bird sailed through the air, hitting her squarely on the back of her head.

"OW!" she yelled just like Van had when she was first beaned by the book. Van looked surprised (and slightly amused) as the picture-book-slash-weapon flew back into her hand like a boomerang.

"This thing is cool," she commented, ignoring the fact that Fandi was stomping over to her with a murderous look in her eye. "Homocide is bad," she added lightly, dodging her "test victim"'s attempt at punching her in the face.

"I heard Andrea yelling," Nalini told Sarah and Pikachu (who, unfortunately, was still a bright, sunshiny yellow and not purple like Sarah wanted). "That's why everyone rushed down here from that... uhh, rapefest." She sweatdropped when the words came out of her mouth.

"Yeah, it sounded something along the lines of 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!' to me," Rachel said, shrugging, ignoring the second part of Nalini's sentence. She turned to the crowd of people behind her, most of whom were still kinkily wrestling among themselves. "GUYS! LET'S GO!"

The group hurried down the hall towards the South Gym, which is where everybody generally heard it from.

"Oh my god," Skye (who was still clutching Richard's wallet) said quietly when they saw the dark hole floating at the other side of the room.

"It's a dimensional portal!" Pikachu whispered in a horrified voice, his eyes widening. The humans stared at him, and he proceeded to explain. "A dimensional portal is a small distortion in time and space, which can take people to any dimension they like - hence the name - as well as travel through time. It's sort of like the Necklace-" he patted the shimmering purple jewel- "but these distortions are extremely difficult to make, since you're basically ripping apart space itself, and messing with the flow of time. It takes a lot of magical power and control to make something like that..."

"Andrea probably went in there!" Rachel yelled after this long winded lecture. "Let's go people!" And with that, she dashed towards the portal, dragging Fandi and Mich behind her.

"Wait, it's dangerous!" Pikachu yelled from Mich's shoulder. "If you enter at the wrong time, you'll-"

But they disappeared into the portal before Pikachu could finish his sentence. Sarah jumped in after them, screaming something about purple dye, and Angie followed, dragging Skye by the wrist with her, while the latter tried to yell at his captor about the wallet that he was still holding over her excited shrieks.

The hole was suddenly enveloped in a bright blue light and started shrinking. Sandy began to panic when she realized that the portal was closing, and determinedly leapt into it, dragging Richard, who was sadly lamenting about his lost wallet, with her. Van was next, swiftly diving into the hole, followed by Yuedi, who pulled in a spazzy Nalini and a very reluctant Nicky after her as the hole became smaller and smaller.

Then, with a soft whooshing sound, the portal disappeared.


It's not epic.

You have no idea how awesome it would have been if it was epic.

Argh.

I'm tired.

I wanna sleep.

I'll edit later.

D:

O:

We're supposed to be having a free work period right now, but we sorta have no work to work on... o.O

Dana, we should probably start thinking about the math, should't we. ._.

(Dana says something.) Okay.

Van: What are you MAKING? A dating sim?
Andrea: No! o__O;;;
Yuedi: You have to make this a dating sim. :D BECAUSE YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL ON THE INSIDE. (or something. o__O)
Dana: Oh Yuedi, you did NOT just say that. She is NOT beautiful on the inside. .____."

Sarah: GO TELL HIM TO GO DIE. >:O

Andrea: I refuse semicolons, they look fugly.
Van: I refuse YUR FACE. >:D
Andrea: I refuse HER face! :O (points to the person on the screen)
Van: I refuse it too. :D

Yeah. As you can CLEARLY tell, we're extremely crazy.

Andrea and Dana are playing around with Flash. :O

Dana: It's domains that say IB.
Sarah: ... What does that mean. o.o;;

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