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(Written at 1:37 AM after my 1,000th restart of Dragon Age: Origins.) How did I find myself in this position? At my party camp, kneeling over a large bucket of soapsuds and hot water from our nearby fire, I scrub diligently... Eight Hours Earlier... [Read More]
"The Hut it is," smiled Atrast. "Drive on, Dream, to cheese-saturated heaven!" Dream and her other seven passengers sped on, being careful not to giggle too much or let the actual PO-PO--the police, not the principal--know about... [Read More]
"This time, MY nose is coming out ahead," replied Atrast slyly. "One, two, three!" She and Akira took off, and with the thought of hot, delicious pizza propelling her, Atrast managed to find enough stamina to win the day/door! Sh... [Read More]
Atrast gave a despairing glance at the new pile of dirty trays that Jiyhe had deposited on the dishwashing-area counter, and then smiled quickly at Arvel. "Our shift's over, which is mega-nine!" she cried. "It's six-thirty, and we've... [Read More]
((Atrast is back in the building! She had to go on a business trip...:P)) Before Akira could answer, an elderly female resident suddenly found herself in the kitchen. She looked rather lost. Glancing at the group, her blue eyes began to gleam with a... [Read More]
Atrast thought for a moment. "Just go outside, act natural, and say that you wanted to take a breather after feeding and taking care of all those people. I know you want to see Dream, but don't be too obvious about it. Just 'cazh'," she sai... [Read More]
Atrast finished scrubbing another pot. "I haven't met any of the residents," she said. "It seems like they're only allowed to come up to the dining-hall window and put their trays up there, and then we take them and wash them. At least... [Read More]
"Hot," gasped Atrast as she glanced up from the sink. "Really, really, really hot." She gratefully snatched the hydration-drink bottle from Dream and took five long swigs. "Wow! I'm surprised this stuff stayed cold in here,&... [Read More]
As soon as Akira finished her brilliant routine and challenged Mrs. Riordan to do better, the entire LF class--including (and especially) Atrast--broke into wild applause! No one since Carrie Iskati, Uni-Hi's best cheerleader ever, had pulled off suc... [Read More]
Atrast cast a quick sidelong glance at Akira. "Queen takes pawn?", she smiled, jerking her head toward Mrs. Riordan, who was scrutinizing her weaker students with an athlete's discriminating eye. Meaning, do you want to make Mrs. Riordan lo... [Read More]
Lifestyle Fitness, or LF, was Atrast's absolute least-favorite class. Not only was it "flatter than flat", but since she couldn't do 99% of the exercises therein, everyone (or almost everyone) considered her a "tard". Even her tea... [Read More]
That's what you get for being late--or trying to skip school altogether, Miss Donovan, Principal Patton thought to herself. Time to face the natural consequences. She said none of this aloud, preferring to watch everyone squirm. As Nurse Kimball nodd... [Read More]
((Writer: Dee's little "rime" is FTW, according to Atrast!)) :) The Battleaxe glowered at Dee. "Considering how late you are, Miss Donovan, and also considering how far behind you are on completing your MESHes, I would not be so jubil... [Read More]
Atrast was still confused. "I know what bedpans are, but what's a catheter?" Seeing as how Jeff Cochran remained silent, Nurse Kimball cleared her throat and explained firmly: "When people get older--elderly, that is, not my age--some... [Read More]
Nurse Kimball understood immediately, responding, "Routine care, perhaps. We wouldn't want your friend spilling the bedpans all over the floor or making a mistake inserting the catheters, now, would we? At least if you--er, he or she--feeds the... [Read More]
Nurse Kimball gave him a nod that was as crisp as a salute. "Welcome aboard, Mr. Cochran," she said, her gray eyes firm but kind. "Thank you so much for volunteering for a job that no one your age wants to do for their MESH hours."... [Read More]
Ca$hlee looked flustered. She was definitely NOT used to dealing with unruly students like Han-Jiyhe Park, or "zoo bait", as he'd mentioned earlier. Usually, the guidance counselors gave kids like him medication--a very hefty dose. "C... [Read More]
((Kudos to Jeff Cochran--er, Alkonium--for making my new "av"!)) Atrast shook it. "Nice to meet you, Arvel," she said, almost biting her tongue as she tried not to call him Arv. She had a tendency to shorten people's names and tu... [Read More]
Atrast turned her head and smiled at Michael. "Yeah, I've heard. Linebacker, right?" At Caboose's nod, she continued, "I'm not the kind of girl who's usually allowed to hang out with football players. Students like me are the ones who... [Read More]
Jihye suddenly felt the stinging impact of a designer purse from Prada--Ca$hlee's--beaning him right in the nose. The young girl's face was flushed. "Designer what?!" she nearly shrieked. "I haven't even had implants done yet!"... [Read More]
"Well, it seems like half of you are finally here!" smiled Ca$hlee Tyndale in greeting, with her perfectly-white teeth (filed down to the roots and capped when she was only ten). "Let's see--Atrast Valla, Dream Castier, Arvel Turing, J... [Read More]
"So soon?" Andorra thought for a moment, and then she giggled. "Just kidding! After being stuck in a coma for who knows how long, and then under the ever-watchful eye of the Kenobi Medical Facility psychiatrists, I'm ready for a new ad... [Read More]
Blurting out her story about the nightmare, Andorra talked faster than a Toydarian at a used (read: stolen) parts sale on Tatooine. "Whatever you do, don't let anyone or anything get near the piloting controls," she stammered. "Just tr... [Read More]
"Wrath?" asked Andorra. "Have you ever heard of 'vivinecrosis', or 'living death', before? Think of it literally. The dead--come to life--or, even worse, its victims' body cells die while they themselves remain what we call alive."... [Read More]
The chills that ran down Andorra's spine made her visibly convulse. She now understood a part of the nightmare that she'd never really considered before. "Do you remember the portion of the dream where the ship--the Cygnus, if indeed that is th... [Read More]