~Character Chat~

((Should they stay an earth animal, or can I pick something that would be found on their home plane? For example-Can it be a pancake bunny? Or a land whale? Or a philosoraptor?
If so...I choose you, Land Whale!))
Riddle: (Looks at the empty space next to her.) Ok...So- You all really aren't leaving me alone without hallucinogens. Ok. Hello Mr. Soul Thing! I'm just gonna trust that you exist! (Happily.)

Andrew: Then what am I?

((Gotta be a for realz animal.))

Peter: (to Riddle) You'll be introduced soon enough. (to Andrew) You're an anomaly.

((Decided...It's a squid. Squids are cool.))

Riddle: Don't feel bad about being one of those...An-Anononomolies(Talking in the opposite direction of Andrew's actual location.) I mean- you already are one since you are the only toast I can't slather with strawberry jello!
August: That is the wierdest substitute for Strawberry jam I have ever eaten.
T.Mor: Jam?
August: Nevermind.

Andrew: I'm not a piece of toast, I am a ghost. What's an anomaly?

((It's not just a willy-nilly descision. The animal has to reflect the person somehow.))

Peter: (smacking his forehead) A deviation from the norm, an abnormality. Basically, it's the word for "I really have no frickin' clue what you are."

"Well," Andrew smirked, "to Riddle I'm "toast" but in reality I'm a trapped spirit...earthbound...if you wish. In many languages and places I'm something different...to ghost hunters I'm a "intelligent haunting" reality is I'm stuck, dead, and a being with a lotta time on my hands."

Peter: Yep. And the bonders have no explanation for your existence. It doesn't add up.

"Neither do I," Andrew sighed.

((Still going to stick with Squid- Kinda adorable and innocent looking then...CHOMP. They eat you with their squid beaks. I was going for adorable but deadly. Also...Cthulhu. But there are also some species of Jellyfish that are "immortal" in some sense of the word- if you think that's a better fit.))
Riddle: How can you 'add up'? It's not a directional thingy...
August: It's a phrase. Like the 'Bees knees'?
Riddle: Bees have Knees? Do trees have knees too?(Shocked.)
August: No...Not like that...
T.Mor: I don't think we have hauntings in our world...just...tentacles. (Shudder.) Gotta hate those tentacles. Oh, and the smile dog.
Riddle: I HATE smile dog. Those teeth...so--Egh.(This is funny when you look at her father's set of teeth in comparison.) I'd rather have toast than the smile dog ANY day.

"Smile dog?" said Andrew confused. "And Riddle I'm not....aw I give up!"


"Andrew wants to know what a smile dog is as do I...he also said and I quote...'And Riddle I'm not....aw I give up!'" said Liz.

(p.s. Andrew's Liz's and Ezra's book is on the top trendsetters pick list! http://inkpop.com/projects/105648/life-death-and-something-in-between/ )

T.Mor: Smile dog is this Gigantic dog with a big scary smile...Just sorta loiters outside your window and bites people's heads off...It's Horrifying.
(Heres a link to a picture of it. Smile dog)
Yeah, Andrew- Just give up trying to get her to learn...She never listens. Even if she could hear you...
Riddle: Plus you're a new vocab word. Like TREE. Did you know that trees exist? (Excitedly.)
T.Mor: (Points at several trees.) No Riddle I don't think they know. (Sarcasm.)

(Oh geez....I'm scared now...*looks outside window*)

"Yeah plently of trees around here," said Ezra, gesturing to the forest.

(Not nearly as scary as Riddle's father...Just so you know.)
Riddle: We don't have trees where I live. I learnt that word a few days ago. Along with...with...Crap. I don't remember the word.
T.Mor: You can't remember half your vocabulary anyway. Don't feel bad.

"That's ok I was a third class citizen....not much education there..." said Andrew.

After Ezra unhappily translated what Andrew said, he turned to t. Morr and said," Do you know what it is she can't remember?"

T.Mor: (Laugh.) No. Sometimes I can guess- Normally the word sympathy makes her think she has a rock in her shoe...but eh. It doesn't really matter.
(To where he thinks Andrew is.) We don't even have a converntional written language...The school systems have been falling apart since the takeover...and EVERYONE back home is pretty much in poverty. Extreme poverty. Don't worry about feeling stupid. I can't even spell my name.
August: You can't? (Surprised.)
T.Mor: Our english is really...hideous looking.

"Yeah at least I got to go to school for awhile my sister didn't really didn't get the chance because we had to sell the farm and we moved to the city. I worked as a newsie, did odd jobs, and worked In factories." said Andrew.

"Andrew...that's terrible..." Liz said, then she began to tell them what she said.

T.Mor: I had to drop school when I was 8 to start training as a Guard, because the government killed my parents, and Working IN the government was the only way we could pay to keep the house. (Gravely.) My sister got to stay in school until our school caught fire in the Brown Box Riots. (Jealousy.)
Riddle: I never went to school! (She didn't like the IDEA of school either.)
T.Mor: You were homeschooled. That desn't count as not having school.
August: I go to school.(Hesitantly.)

"Right before we moved when I was ten my best firend drowned," said Andrew. *Liz translates*

Riddle: That's unfortunate.
T.Mor: Where is your sympathy?
Riddle: I dunno. I think I left it on the other plane.
T.Mor: (eyeroll.)

(He actually does get to see his friend again,who is captured by morgana's followers, since andrew died at 16 and his friend 10...they dont have the same mind set and andrew gets angrey...then liz gets angrey at andrew)

Ezra couldn't help himself, he bent over in laughter at riddle's comment.

"You? Laughing? I didn't think you were capable of that." Andrew muttered.

"I'm...not gonna translate that..." said Liz.

(Yeah- We can stay in here...It's easier for me too- I'm writiing a paper at the same time as doing this...)
T.Mor: Is it something about blatant insensitivity? Because if so..I agree.
Riddle: I'm not insensitive...I just don't really do that whole awkward words about sad stuff thing.
T.Mor: (Cough) Insensitive. (Cough.)
Riddle: When I get my chainspork...(Mockingly threatening.)

"Sorry...it's...it's just," Ezra chocked through his tears.

((I kinda want to do this in paragraph format, mainly because I hate hate hate hate script format. Gh has already kind of started to do paragraph format, anyway. So, what do you think, Invisimort?))

Peter: Senet and I haven't gone to normal school since we were eight, either. In the two years following that, the only things we learned were each other's languages, how to slightly control our powers, how to avoid bomb raids, and how to get the shit kicked out of us.
Senet: Oh, and how to hreally get on ze bad side of any geeven conspeehracy zeohreest.
Peter: Yeah, that too.
Sarah: I went to public school up until a short time ago.
Nike: Same here, only I've been out of it for longer.
Peter: (with an ironic smile) Heh. Learned plenty of ways to attempt to murder a small child, too, seeing as a whole lot of them were practiced on me.
Senet: Lucky zat bondehrs ahre 'ahrd to keell!
Peter: Absolutely. I'd have been screwed hundreds of times over if it weren't for that. We both would've.

"Public school," answered Liz and Ezra at the same time.