Shinrin
10-23-2007, 02:35 PM
Deadly Vacation
Alittle info before story:
Lance was just a regular bored highschooler, sure he went to school, enjoyed the company of his relatives and a game now and then.
Still he was bored and asked himself the usual question “What’s the point of all this?” which had resulted in several nights with lack of sleep.
He had a coupel of friends in class, though he wern’t really sure if friends was the right word to use, it was more like they just talked during school time, hardly ever when off school.
The time off school he usually spend on practicing playing Bass-Guitar or occationly seeing old friends from his old town.
Yeah he still didn’t feel like the trust level was good enough with his current classmates even though it’s been 7 months since he changed school already.
Very little did he know of what would happen the following evening...
Lance: I have to finish this report today, the deadline is tomorrow...
Lance: ...sigh, why do i always have to save everything for the last day.
Voice: That’s a good question, Would you like me to answer?
Lance: (Shocked hearing an unknow voice comming from behind him quickly turned)
Lance: huh?!
Lance: what’s going on, have i startet hearing voices now?
Lance: (Turned around again and was shocked seeing half a body sticking through his wall, right above where he just sad)
Voice: Hey there young fella, you’ve won the lottary
Lance: ...?
Voice: ...
Lance: ....
Voice: Ain’t you going to say anything? Or is this the first time you see a someone fading through dimensions? (it say while holding back a laugh)
Lance: ....wh...wha...What... Kind of Lottary?
Voice: Ah, finally you say something
Voice: Well... how to summaries...hmm...
Voice: your name was pulled out of the box.
Lance: Yeah? That’s usually how a lottary go i know that already
Lance: I don’t recall ever signing up for one, so how is it even possible to win?
Lance: And how the hell did you getinside my wall?
Voice: tsk. tsk. tsk. I’ve told you the answer already Im fading through dimensions.
Voice: To be more specific the reallities of Life and Death. Since that’s the only way for you to see me.
Voice: Well here’s the story: My Boss is damn tired, he havn’t had a vacation the past 200 years, which is quite a long time even for our standards.
Voice: His job is that which you’d call a Reaper, No it’s not one Reaper taking care of all of the Dimension of life, The each have there domains.
Voice: My masters happen to be this very region you live in.
Lance: ... And what does this have to do with me winning a lottary? Or you couldn’t mean...
Voice: You got it, your going to be collecting the Souls of the people who are about to die, Congratulations
Lance: What the “....” are you talking about, how the hell am i going to do that, huh?
Lance: Not to forget i still have a life of my own to live.
Voice: You’d better follow this through, or that can be changed...
Lance: WHAT?!
Voice: You heard me, your going to collect there soul, or more specificly your going to get there souls stuck within your head till my master returns from his vacation.
Lance: You’ve gotta be kidding me, this is one bad joke your fireing off right there.
Voice: I can assure you this is no Joke, don’t worry your current life have already been taken care of.
Lance: (Steps are heard behind Lance)
????: I will be taking over from here
Lance: What! Ok, this is going to far, now a substitude...
Sub: Yes I am in deed your substitude, or rather my real name is Arthur, I’ve been offered the position of living your life while your away.
Lance: So this guy is going to be living my life? Just how long am i supposed to do this?
Voice: Till My boss returns from vacation
Lance: I got that already, but how long is that supposed to be? A day? a few weeks?
Voice: Well it’s up to him, I suppose 2-3 years would be a good assumption
Lance: ?????
To Be Continiued...Mayby
Havn't corrected anything, or even readen it through, yet, not even sure i am going to.
It's more of a scetch for a future story if i find myself motivated to do so.
What do you think?
Alittle info before story:
Lance was just a regular bored highschooler, sure he went to school, enjoyed the company of his relatives and a game now and then.
Still he was bored and asked himself the usual question “What’s the point of all this?” which had resulted in several nights with lack of sleep.
He had a coupel of friends in class, though he wern’t really sure if friends was the right word to use, it was more like they just talked during school time, hardly ever when off school.
The time off school he usually spend on practicing playing Bass-Guitar or occationly seeing old friends from his old town.
Yeah he still didn’t feel like the trust level was good enough with his current classmates even though it’s been 7 months since he changed school already.
Very little did he know of what would happen the following evening...
Lance: I have to finish this report today, the deadline is tomorrow...
Lance: ...sigh, why do i always have to save everything for the last day.
Voice: That’s a good question, Would you like me to answer?
Lance: (Shocked hearing an unknow voice comming from behind him quickly turned)
Lance: huh?!
Lance: what’s going on, have i startet hearing voices now?
Lance: (Turned around again and was shocked seeing half a body sticking through his wall, right above where he just sad)
Voice: Hey there young fella, you’ve won the lottary
Lance: ...?
Voice: ...
Lance: ....
Voice: Ain’t you going to say anything? Or is this the first time you see a someone fading through dimensions? (it say while holding back a laugh)
Lance: ....wh...wha...What... Kind of Lottary?
Voice: Ah, finally you say something
Voice: Well... how to summaries...hmm...
Voice: your name was pulled out of the box.
Lance: Yeah? That’s usually how a lottary go i know that already
Lance: I don’t recall ever signing up for one, so how is it even possible to win?
Lance: And how the hell did you getinside my wall?
Voice: tsk. tsk. tsk. I’ve told you the answer already Im fading through dimensions.
Voice: To be more specific the reallities of Life and Death. Since that’s the only way for you to see me.
Voice: Well here’s the story: My Boss is damn tired, he havn’t had a vacation the past 200 years, which is quite a long time even for our standards.
Voice: His job is that which you’d call a Reaper, No it’s not one Reaper taking care of all of the Dimension of life, The each have there domains.
Voice: My masters happen to be this very region you live in.
Lance: ... And what does this have to do with me winning a lottary? Or you couldn’t mean...
Voice: You got it, your going to be collecting the Souls of the people who are about to die, Congratulations
Lance: What the “....” are you talking about, how the hell am i going to do that, huh?
Lance: Not to forget i still have a life of my own to live.
Voice: You’d better follow this through, or that can be changed...
Lance: WHAT?!
Voice: You heard me, your going to collect there soul, or more specificly your going to get there souls stuck within your head till my master returns from his vacation.
Lance: You’ve gotta be kidding me, this is one bad joke your fireing off right there.
Voice: I can assure you this is no Joke, don’t worry your current life have already been taken care of.
Lance: (Steps are heard behind Lance)
????: I will be taking over from here
Lance: What! Ok, this is going to far, now a substitude...
Sub: Yes I am in deed your substitude, or rather my real name is Arthur, I’ve been offered the position of living your life while your away.
Lance: So this guy is going to be living my life? Just how long am i supposed to do this?
Voice: Till My boss returns from vacation
Lance: I got that already, but how long is that supposed to be? A day? a few weeks?
Voice: Well it’s up to him, I suppose 2-3 years would be a good assumption
Lance: ?????
To Be Continiued...Mayby
Havn't corrected anything, or even readen it through, yet, not even sure i am going to.
It's more of a scetch for a future story if i find myself motivated to do so.
What do you think?