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Post by slothfulLunchmeat on Apr 28, 2015 20:16:15 GMT -8
>Invest in flavored toothpaste
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Post by lunarLunatic on Apr 28, 2015 20:38:26 GMT -8
>Collect Laptop!
Ah, yes, the usual.
She heads back to her room, puts away her toothbrush and heads to her table.
For some reason, she feels the urge to bring her laptop with her. Maybe she wants to have breakfast downstairs.
She takes it and boots it up, just so she doesn't have to do that later.
She crosses her fingers as it boots up that her aunt left the internet on. Maybe fate will smile on her today.
As it turns out, fate did smile on her today. It's on!
She closes her laptop and heads downstairs. Time for breakfast, she says.
...Did she forget anything?
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Post by metreu on Apr 28, 2015 20:46:59 GMT -8
>Bring your [Weapon of Choice] with you! You never know when you need to fight off the invisible dinosaurs.
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Post by lunarLunatic on Apr 28, 2015 21:07:28 GMT -8
>Invest in flavored toothpaste
She thinks about it, but she knows that most of the stores she goes do don't even have flavored toothpaste.
Though she may not be looking hard enough, which is an awful bad habit of her's. She'll talk to her mom about it once she gets home...but that's not until the late afternoon...
>Bring your [Weapon of Choice] with you! You never know when you need to fight off the invisible dinosaurs.
A weapon...? She never considered having to carry one around the house...
For some reason, though, she starts to feel an incredible sense of dread. She guesses she should grab one.
Looking around, she finds an old shower pole near the door of her room.
She jokes around with her mom about carrying this whenever she thinks someone's in the house sometimes.
Well, it's as good a weapon as any for now.
Now it's time to go downstairs.
She goes past the living room and into the dining area,
placing her laptop on the table as she heads to the kitchen, which is only a few steps away.
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Post by metreu on Apr 28, 2015 21:11:04 GMT -8
>Retreive Cocopuffs
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Post by slothfulLunchmeat on Apr 28, 2015 21:38:21 GMT -8
eat some dick and scoot off to bed
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Post by frozenlake on Apr 29, 2015 10:36:49 GMT -8
Look outside, is it raineing kats?
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Post by lunarLunatic on Apr 29, 2015 19:10:46 GMT -8
>Retreive Cocopuffs
That would be a tasty breakfast...but she doesn't have those.
Fortunately, as she checks the fridge, she spots a nice looking sandwich that's labeled as her's.
She quickly grabs it and goes to the table where her laptop is.
Conveniently the microwave is nearby so she tosses the sandwich in there and heats it up.
>eat some dick and scoot off to bed
I'm getting real tired of your shit right now.
>Look outside, is it raineing kats?
While waiting for her sandwich to heat up, she goes to adjust the huge blinds that cover the glass door.
...That's odd.
The sky is absolutely pitch black. No clouds or any sign that the sun is coming up and greeting the morning.
Usually she would be able to see the clouds at this time, but nothing.
...Her train of thought is interrupted by the sound of the microwave telling her her sammich is all heated up.
Whatever is going on is going to have to wait, it's breakfast time.
She wonders what to check on her computer first...
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Post by SJmun on Apr 29, 2015 19:14:12 GMT -8
>attempt to contact somebody
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Post by lunarLunatic on Apr 29, 2015 19:32:43 GMT -8
>attempt to contact somebody She looks at her skype list....nobody is online. Then again, she doesn't have a lot of people added in there.
She was never one for 1 on 1 chatting...
Though there is Pesterchum. She recently installed it at the behest of one of her few friends.
She tries to log on...aaaaaaand it doesn't work.
No matter what she does it just won't work.
What a waste of hard drive space.
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Post by slothfulLunchmeat on Apr 29, 2015 20:31:27 GMT -8
>Realize you are alone in the universe
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Post by flightlessicarus on Apr 29, 2015 20:40:25 GMT -8
>Check outside your front door
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Post by frozenlake on Apr 30, 2015 3:52:02 GMT -8
Call someone on the phone?
(haha, phones.)
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Post by lunarLunatic on Apr 30, 2015 17:13:46 GMT -8
>Realize you are alone in the universe
The thought of it disturbs her. Being one of a numerous amount of human beings, living in a sphere of water and land somewhere in the vast,
empty space full of balls of fire and other (probably) lifeless orbs...
That itself makes her sick to her stomach. She could disappear in that world; and save for a few who think of her, nobody would know.
But the thought of being the only living being in the universe.
That begins to eat at her soul. All that empty space...
and someone as insignificant and useless as her is the only thing that keeps it from being completely lifeless? That would be so cruel.
She doesn't know how to be a responsible person, she doesn't even know how to fend for herself.
Of all the people who would be the last, why her? She would die once she runs out of resources; and even before then, she would go insane. She would die being the last person in the universe, without a legacy. Without a mark that tells that she's done something, anything. And even then, nobody would know if she even existed, as there would be nobody left that would look.
She briskly shakes her head trying to fend off that fleeting, existential nightmare. That can't be true. She's sure that she's probably still in that phase of waking up where everything seems weird.
Once that would be out of the way, she'll go back to her daily routine in life. Waiting for her mother and aunt to go home, waiting for the day when she finally does something useful.
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Post by lunarLunatic on Apr 30, 2015 17:21:26 GMT -8
>Check outside your front door Usually she wouldn't even bother going outside, aside from when she wants to; either to buy food or video games.
She could be going out and hanging with her friends...
...if she ever even had real friends.
The only friends she's made already have their own close knit circle, and she really doubts that there would be any room for her in there, online or offline.
She's like one of those 'obligatory' friends; you talk with her sometimes, but you really wouldn't say that she's actually your friend. You wouldn't invite her to your birthday party. Or any party. Or any good event in general. She would ruin it. As she ruins everything.
She walks towards the living room, then steps in front of the front door. ...She knows that once she opens the door, she'll know for sure that she's not alone. She'll open that door and be greeted by the warm open air, the sight of houses and grass and neighbors that mind their own business and walk their dog or something. The sign that everything is normal. That she's still the one out of several billion people in the Earth.
The door opens.
 Black. So much black. What the fresh hell is this.
A complete black void engulfs her eyes, her senses. Looking back at the living room, then back at the void, then repeat. This is way too unreal. She looks around the void for any sign of...anything, really. But there was nothing.
Absolute nothingness.
She looked to the sides, upwards, downwards. All is a pristine black.
...She slowly nudges one of her feet forward. There is no floor.
This door, once a door to the outside world, is now a door to nothing. Absolutely nothing.
If she fell in, she would probably be engulfed in nothingness. Perhaps she would become one with the vast empty space. There would be no sorrow, no pain, no joy. Just nothing. ...She scares herself with that train of thought. No way she's going to go in there. She'll close the door, go back to sleep, and wake up back in reality where the grass is green and there are no gaping black voids to jump into and be consumed in.
She just hopes that nothing would try and push her off into it. But that will ever happen. She's all alone in this house. She knows it.
... ...A tiny seed of doubt sprouts within her.
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