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Post by [ dee. ] on Sept 3, 2007 0:44:29 GMT -5
ooc|| This is a chatplay! Whee! I just wrote the beginning out because I was bored.
It's Rin's birthday!
Yaay.
bic||
Whilst sitting at my computer wondering whether to sleep, read Deathnote or write a bit I heard a rather odd noise coming from just outside my window. Of course, I thought it was a bird running into the second story glass, as usual; seeing as the birds had grown fond of flying into the screen and getting their little toes caught. Though this sounds was different, it had a steady beat going on. ‘Thump… thump… thump…’ After a few moments of wondering what this sounds was, I decided to investigate myself, a rather large baseball bat clutched tightly in my left hand. Safety first of course. My right hand reached towards the blinds, clutching the nob before pulling it down harshly.
The blinds went up.
The screen went down.
And the bat was sent flying towards a person whom had just clambered into my bedroom window.
“Oi! What’s that about? Damn, you’d think I was a bugler or some shit.” A girl only a few years older than myself murmured as she yanked the baseball bat from my hands with ease. I stared at the blonde female, looking over her appearance. My mind suddenly began to work again, though I believed I was dreaming.
“Rin-chan?” I questioned, my brows furrowing in thought. The girl simply smiled before pointing a finger towards my and poking my forehead.
“Yup, that’s me. And you’re Dee-san. That kid that thought me up. Gratz.” A smirk appeared on her face before she rushed to my computer, sitting down and staring at the screen. “Hmm… how do I get on the internet?”
I merely stood there, amazed at what had just climbed into my room. “I’m dreaming, right?”
“Chh~ no. If you were dreaming this wouldn’t hurt.” Rin hurled the baseball bat at me, the hard wood hitting my squarely on my head. I fell back, rubbing what I KNEW was going to hurt in the morning.
“My god.” My brain began to jog it’s memory again. “Please tell me you’re the only one…?”
“Hell no. I brought Kazeakge-sama with me. It’s not a party until your bring him! Even if he’s sorta a looser when it comes to being social…” She sighed before fiddling around with my computer once more; an internet page popped up soon thereafter. “HAHA! I win.”
A slight gust of wind and a bit of sand later, Gaara himself appeared in my bedroom. “No way…” I stared up at him; this guy was seriously more scary in person.
“Gaara-san! You didn’t get lost, good job.” The Hikari gave the red-head a thumbs up before returning to the internet she was still trying to figure out.
“… Yeah. I’m dreaming. There’s no way random Naruto characters are popping out of the woodwork.”
“More like popping out of the sand.” Rin corrected as the newest arrival made his way over to the computer with Rin.
“Hmm~ an interesting device.” He said quietly, watching the other ninja as she began typing something into a webpage.
I stared dumbfounded at the scene. This wasn’t possible. These ninja’s were either based or made from some dude in Japan called Masashi Kishimoto. They weren’t real. They couldn’t be IN MY BEDROOM.
Or could they?
“… Not possible.” I murmured before falling back and looking up at my fan twirling quickly from the ceiling. Looking up only when I heard the tell-tail sign of someone signing on to instant messenger.
rin PWN has signed on and joined this chat
godaime kazeakge has signed on and joined this chat
rin PWN: whoo! i’ve mastered the internet
godaime kazeakge: …do you suppose anyone else has arrived in their home yet?
rin PWN: i dunno
dee tree. Has signed on and joined this chat
dee tree. : Ninjas have STOLEN MY COMPUTER.
dee tree. : And it’s freaking me out.
It's Rin's birthday!
Yaay.
bic||
Whilst sitting at my computer wondering whether to sleep, read Deathnote or write a bit I heard a rather odd noise coming from just outside my window. Of course, I thought it was a bird running into the second story glass, as usual; seeing as the birds had grown fond of flying into the screen and getting their little toes caught. Though this sounds was different, it had a steady beat going on. ‘Thump… thump… thump…’ After a few moments of wondering what this sounds was, I decided to investigate myself, a rather large baseball bat clutched tightly in my left hand. Safety first of course. My right hand reached towards the blinds, clutching the nob before pulling it down harshly.
The blinds went up.
The screen went down.
And the bat was sent flying towards a person whom had just clambered into my bedroom window.
“Oi! What’s that about? Damn, you’d think I was a bugler or some shit.” A girl only a few years older than myself murmured as she yanked the baseball bat from my hands with ease. I stared at the blonde female, looking over her appearance. My mind suddenly began to work again, though I believed I was dreaming.
“Rin-chan?” I questioned, my brows furrowing in thought. The girl simply smiled before pointing a finger towards my and poking my forehead.
“Yup, that’s me. And you’re Dee-san. That kid that thought me up. Gratz.” A smirk appeared on her face before she rushed to my computer, sitting down and staring at the screen. “Hmm… how do I get on the internet?”
I merely stood there, amazed at what had just climbed into my room. “I’m dreaming, right?”
“Chh~ no. If you were dreaming this wouldn’t hurt.” Rin hurled the baseball bat at me, the hard wood hitting my squarely on my head. I fell back, rubbing what I KNEW was going to hurt in the morning.
“My god.” My brain began to jog it’s memory again. “Please tell me you’re the only one…?”
“Hell no. I brought Kazeakge-sama with me. It’s not a party until your bring him! Even if he’s sorta a looser when it comes to being social…” She sighed before fiddling around with my computer once more; an internet page popped up soon thereafter. “HAHA! I win.”
A slight gust of wind and a bit of sand later, Gaara himself appeared in my bedroom. “No way…” I stared up at him; this guy was seriously more scary in person.
“Gaara-san! You didn’t get lost, good job.” The Hikari gave the red-head a thumbs up before returning to the internet she was still trying to figure out.
“… Yeah. I’m dreaming. There’s no way random Naruto characters are popping out of the woodwork.”
“More like popping out of the sand.” Rin corrected as the newest arrival made his way over to the computer with Rin.
“Hmm~ an interesting device.” He said quietly, watching the other ninja as she began typing something into a webpage.
I stared dumbfounded at the scene. This wasn’t possible. These ninja’s were either based or made from some dude in Japan called Masashi Kishimoto. They weren’t real. They couldn’t be IN MY BEDROOM.
Or could they?
“… Not possible.” I murmured before falling back and looking up at my fan twirling quickly from the ceiling. Looking up only when I heard the tell-tail sign of someone signing on to instant messenger.
rin PWN has signed on and joined this chat
godaime kazeakge has signed on and joined this chat
rin PWN: whoo! i’ve mastered the internet
godaime kazeakge: …do you suppose anyone else has arrived in their home yet?
rin PWN: i dunno
dee tree. Has signed on and joined this chat
dee tree. : Ninjas have STOLEN MY COMPUTER.
dee tree. : And it’s freaking me out.
