NOTE: People represented in here do not closely resemble what they are like in real life. Just saying.
OTHER NOTE: Not edited. Yet. If you find any mistakes, report them to me, and I'll fix them.
Step UN: Choose your character-->
1.) Tea (for now it's your only choice... sorry, updates later when I get to it)
2.) Owen
3.) Argon
4.) Summer
5.) Tybalt
Step DEUX: Read the RULES-->
I. Find the number where your chosen character starts.
II. Read the first part.
III. When prompted, make a choice between either A or B.
IV. After choosing, use ctrl-F to find where the next part goes. (this part may not work as well as thought to be because there are way too many repeating tags. so, uh, just go ctrl-F until something matches. sorry, it's the best I can do in one post D:)
V. Have fun!
Step TROIS: Choose your fate-->
1.) Tea
You're walking down the hallway, cheerfully, lunch box in one hand and math packets in the other. It's another new month, which means--new packets!
Yay!
As you approach the classroom where math team meets, you see Mario walking out the door and heading the other way.
A-Ignore Mario and go inside the classroom. (aaa)
B-Shout to make Mario notice you and talk to him outside. (aab)
AAA
You ignore Mario--who knows what he's up to now? Besides, Gretchie and Ginny are probably waiting for you inside. As you walk inside, you spot Ginny, who jumps up and down when she sees you.
You walk over, deliberately ignoring the clique that Melissa had surrounding her. New packets, right. Happy thoughts.
When you walk past Dino, however, you unfortunately lodge your foot under his icky red backpack and feel yourself losing your balance.
A-Grab onto something--anything--quick! (aac)
B-Let yourself fall. (aad)
AAB
"Hey!" You shout after Mario. "Mario!"
Mario turns around, and you shudder, because he's glaring at you for some reason. Okay, this is definitely Mario #8. Or at least, it's definitely not Mario #3.
But then Mario stops glaring at you and smiles. Uh, what just happened?
"Hey Tea," Mario says, as he walks back to stand in front of you.
"Are you going to math team?" You ask, ignoring your suspicions. You probably just imagined everything anyway.
"Yeah, I guess I should," Mario says. He stares at you, and you stare back at him, and this strange, bizarre cycle continues on and on and on...
A-Stop staring at Mario. Like, now. (aan)
B-Keep on staring at Mario. It'll just be awkward if you stop now. (aao)
AAC
With your quick thinking and reflexes, you grab onto the closest thing to you, which, as it happened, is Dino's hair. The after-effects of your loss of balance results in both of you tumbling to the ground. Awkward, awkward.
You can hear someone laughing in the background, and a hand extended in front of you. You take it, and look up to see... *dun dun dunnnn*
Mario.
A-Freak out. (aae)
B-Smile charmingly while apologizing profusely and let Mario pull you up. (aaf)
AAD
Hey, falling can't be that bad, can it? You decide not to grab onto anything and just prepare yourself for an optimal falling position, which you don't really know what it is, but you figure you can invent something along the way.
And while you're thinking about how to fall, you land on your butt and the fall is over. Ouch.
Wait, rewind.
Ouch!
You can hear Gretchie calling out to you and asking if you're okay, but in your dazed state, you fail to respond. You can also hear some very monotone laughing, which you presume to be Dino's. That is really mean. First, he trips you with his icky red backpack, and then he laughs at you?
A-Glare at Dino and rant on about all the awful things about him. (aal)
B-Start bawling. Like crazy. (aam)
AAE
You decide to panic and freak out, and accidentally knock Mario over as well. Now, with all three of you sprawled on the ground, you start to hyperventilate. This is so mortifying.
Thank goodness, Gretchie and Ginny are by your side and they pull you up--successfully. Remotely, you hear people asking if you're okay, or if Mario and Dino are okay. You nod, dazed, and wonder if this was Mario #3, because you can't imagine Mario #4 or Mario #8 offering to help you.
A-Mentally short-circuit due to the fall and ask Mario which clone he is. (aag)
B-Sit down and resist the urge to figure out which Mario is in front of you right now. (aah)
AAF
You smile and let Mario pull you up (which Mario is this one, anyway?), and you say, "Sorry, I guess I was clumsy again."
There was a brief moment when you think you see Mario's eyes glitter, which is very, very freaky, but you ignore that thought because Mario can't be freaky, now, can he? And anyway, his eyes aren't glittering now, so you probably just imagined everything.
"Hey, thanks, Tea," you hear someone say, in the most sarcastic way possible. Right, Dino. Oops. You turn to Dino and apologize to him, but he just glares at you.
(*I got lazy. If you know what I mean, then yeah. It's really hard to think about so many things happening at once. If you don't know what I mean, then just ignore this and read on.)
A-Glare back at Dino and then ignore him. (aaj)
B-Apologize again. Maybe if you're nice to him, he'll be nice back. (aak)
AAG
In the haze that you are in after the traumatizing ordeal you had just been through (because that's the only reason why you would do this. totally) you go up to Mario and ask,
"Which Mario are you?"
Which promptly brings out a few blank-eyed stares.
And then Mario says, "I'm Mario #7. But don't tell Mario #8 I told you that, because he'd kill me. Not that he's not going to already, because I discovered his secret stash of your tests."
Okay. That's... uh. What's the word--creepy?
A-Continue to listen to Mario (#7) talk. (aai)
B-Quit this game while you can, before the Marios turn you insane. (QQUIT.)
AAH
You find a table and sit down. Whichever Mario this is, you decide it's not worth it to ask. Instead, you watch on as Melissa, Irving, Owen and the twins gush over Dino. Well, it is kind of your fault Dino fell over in the first place, so you feel really bad.
You decide to go over and apologize to Dino.
"Hey, Dino, I'm really, really sorry--"
But you pause as you see Dino's glare. Ouch. Well, maybe you deserved this, but he doesn't have to be this mean.
(*I got lazy. If you know what I mean, then yeah. It's really hard to think about so many things happening at once. If you don't know what I mean, then just ignore this and read on.)
A-Glare back at Dino and then ignore him. (aaj)
B-Apologize again. Maybe if you're nice to him, he'll be nice back. (aak)
AAI
"Anyway," Mario #7 says. "I showed the secret stash to Mario #3, and he's really mad now, so he might be off to kill Mario #8 for invading your privacy."
You look around to see Melissa, Irving, Owen, and the twins gushing over Dino and paying Mario #7 no heed. Which is a good thing, you suppose, because this conversation is really becoming weird.
"What's the probability that Mario #3 will be able to kill Mario #8?" Ginny pipes up.
"I don't know," Mario #7 says. "I'm not the one who takes stat. That's Mario #2."
This is probably your closest chance at a happily ever after. Oh well. At least Mario #8 doesn't have a secret stash of your photos or something, because that would be really stalkerish and you would probably faint.
A-The END. (THEEND)
B-Uh, yeah, I don't know what else to write. So. The END. (THEEND)
AAJ
You glare at Dino, then turn around to fully ignore him. He is, after all, the second derivative of velocity, so he doesn't need any more pitying. Besides, he's got Melissa by his side. He doesn't need anything else from you.
At this moment, Ms. Sherbert comes in with the math team packets. Finally. For something so minuscule on the happiness chart, it sure brought a lot of trouble. You walk over and grab your favorite rounds-1, 2, and 4, and silent resolve to beat Dino this time.
Definitely.
A-The END. (THEEND)
B-Uh, yeah, I don't know what else to write. So. The END. (THEEND)
AAK
You decided that Dino probably met lots of mean people in his childhood (probably not, but it's nicer to say that than to say he's inherently mean) and so you should probably be nicer to him so he knows what niceness means.
So you apologize again.
"I didn't mean to grab onto your hair when I fell," you say, noting that you've said "mean" four times already. "But it was the closest thing to me and I wasn't thinking when I was falling."
Dino looks like he's about to say something, but then he stops, because Ms. Sherbert just came in with the math packets.
"Whatever," he says, and that's probably the best you'll ever get out of him, so you accept that and go get your own packets.
A-The END. (THEEND)
B-Uh, yeah, I don't know what else to write. So. The END. (THEEND)
AAL
That's it! You've had enough of Dino and his tactics! You decide to start ranting on and on about everything you find awful about him, from the way his hair sticks up to his strange, curly twos. Dino gapes at you in shock as you basically cover everything that you've learned about him since you first met him, oh so many years ago.
"Am I really that bad?" Dino asks, after you finish.
You pause a bit to catch your breath, and then think the question over. Is he really that bad? Wait, no. The question should be: is he starting to repent???
You decide that this is one crazy story, because Dino would never repent like that, and so you decide to stop while you still have the chance to escape this story's crazy clutches. Who knows what will happen to you if you don't. You might get lost forever, like Alice in Wonderland.
A-The END. (THEEND)
B-Uh, yeah, I don't know what else to write. So. The END. (THEEND)
AAM
Without anything better to do, you start crying--more like wailing. If Dino's not going to sympathize with you, you can at least find some people who will. Like Owen, who's scolding Dino right now for being mean. But when has Dino ever listened to Owen?
Okay, so maybe your plan backfired, because Dino's not changing his mind at all. Hmph. Well, who cares about spiffy-head? You can do so much better without him. With that in mind, you can either:
A-Quit, while you're at it, and start over. It's getting boring anyway. (QQUIT)
B-Go to the END. I don't know why you'd quit if you can just finish, but hey, it's your choice. (THEEND)
AAN
You tear your eyes away from Mario's. That was freaky. You decide to change the topic, but you have no idea to what, when Mario speaks again.
"So, uh, how are your purple bunnies?"
You find yourself staring at Mario again (bad, bad Tea!) as if he's talking in a foreign language. Because, uh, he probably was, if he just mentioned "purple" and "bunnies" together.
A-Tell him you don't have purple bunnies. (AAP)
B-Go along with him. He probably hit his head today. (AAQ)
AAO
You continue to stare at Mario, because really, it's going to be so awkward once you stop, and you don't really want to stop. So you just stare at Mario, and he just stares at you, and on and on and on...
While the authoress of this story sits back and sips her cup of sugar-spiked milk and sighs out of boredom.
After eons, and eons, and eons, Mario finally disintegrates into a pile of dust.
Wait, what?
You stare at the patch of lint and dust that used to be Mario in disbelief. What just happened? Why is everything so weird?
But alas, today is not your lucky day, because the authoress just fell asleep (and because she wrote this part last and is now really, really tired), so you don't have any answers.
Pity.
A-The END. (THEEND)
B-Uh, yeah, I don't know what else to write. So. The END. (THEEND)
AAP
"I don't have purple bunnies," you say. What is with Mario today? First the staring, and now the strange phrases?
"Oh," Mario says. "I must have been talking to Bryant about them. Sorry about that."
Huh? Does this mean that the boy geniuses of Paperclip High spend their free time discussing about frivolities such as purple bunnies? What has this world come to now?
You can either mourn for the sanity of this world, or:
A-Quit, while you're at it, and start over. It's getting boring anyway. (QQUIT)
B-Go to the END. I don't know why you'd quit if you can just finish, but hey, it's your choice. (THEEND)
AAQ
"They're fine," you tell Mario. You don't like lying, but if this will make Mario happy, then so be it. "My mom bought some special carrots for them yesterday."
"OH NO NO NO!" Mario shouts, startling you and some poor girl who was going to math extra-help. You think she remotely looks like Scarlett, but you don't know for sure. "You can't feed them carrots! They only eat a special diet of mixed craisins and bamboo flowers!"
Okay... You slowly inch away from Mario, who is still ranting on and on about purple bunny diets. Uh, whatever you say, Mario. Whatever you say.
A-Quit, while you're at it, and start over. It's getting boring anyway. (QQUIT)
B-Go to the END. I don't know why you'd quit if you can just finish, but hey, it's your choice. (THEEND)
QQUIT
Uh. Yeah. I'm going to assume that you turned down a bizarre road and have had enough of this. Which could be a good or bad thing, depending on why you stopped. Anyway, if you want to, you can always go back to STEP UN and start over. Or you can munch on some pie.
THEEND
Yay! You've reached the end! You can either:
A-Go back to the beginning and start over!
B-Comment below!
6 rants:
HAHAHA
that was so funny!!!!
good job ginny :)
:D thanks!
I'm working on Owen right now, except he's going down a really crazy path. Probably cause I have no idea how guys think in real life.
I LOVE YOUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!
I'm literally in hysterics, and I've only read like half of these. Also, when I follow my actual personality, Mario turns into a pile of dust. Ha.
I'm glad you like it. The Mario turning to dust one was the last one I wrote, and I was really, really confused after writing about so many things happening at once.
Ugh. Writing about Owen's kinda frustrating now, cause he's prone to screaming in my story. It's probably the senior stress, if he has any, that is.
well, his absurd politeness does seem to prevent him from bragging about what school he got into. Could someone please explain why Dino didn't end up with any of that?
Also, I had Avon do this over the phone with me (she's currently suffering from ITP, and is in the hospital that is near the aquarium) because she's bored out of her mind, so if anybody wants to call the hospital and entertain her, it would make her very happy.
Dear Ginny,
I miss your blogging voice. Say something.
Love Tea.
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