R=Rose
R: Shitty day. As usual. Fucking parents and fucking life. Friends are okay. Not too many. But damn, that's fine... Well, I guess it's my turn for style introduction. I wear whatever the fuck I damn well please. I typically wear a random t-shirt with my leather jacket on top off that. Some ripped jeans always add a great touch. Black boots too. My amazing red-ish hair, well, need I say more. My interests are archery and horses. Horses are cool and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. But let's move on to my shit-storm of a day. I wake up and go out side and smell them roses. I then proceed to go on the bus. I smirk at my friend Abbs and get my headphones out and put on some rock of some sort. Anyone who dares look at me begging for a seat can go kiss my "bee" hind. I love bees. Well... bee puns. I'm a sad person sometimes. Damn, getting off track already. Anyway, I arrive at school and got to classes, not giving a fuck (that's a lie) *said in a whisper*. I finish my classes and go outside to smell more roses. But all I can smell is the odor of my shitty day. I go to English and my paper didn't actually save so I'm left with a heading and half a title. Math comes up and that one was OK. The teacher yells entirely way too much. History is always just wayyyyy toooooo dammmmmmn boring! And the rest of my day is irrelevant. To me anyway. Continuing... let's see. right, I walked outside and got bored already. I remembered that Kai was going out to look for a job. Or at least that was his plan. I decided to text him to see what he was up to. We have been friends for a few years now but that's all it took I guess. We're like family. We're pretty different though. Him, tall. Me, short. Him, Extrovertish. Me, hell I'm all over the fucking place. Him, intense. Me, serious. Seriously cool. Him, seems to be stone cold and hate filled but he actually only seems to feel love. Me, love is a word with no meaning. I'm done with that word. Seriously fucking done. Damn, sidetracked again. Soooo, right! the text. I texted him and he responded fairly quickly say that he did actually find a job. It was in the old insurance company building down town. I was glad to hear it wasn't wasted space anymore. He then sent me a follow up text saying that I might be interested in it. It paid well so why not give it an investigation. I called my mom and told her that I was going to be off the radar for a while. Se huffed and let out a long "fine". I walked down to a noodle shop on a corner to see Kai criss-cross on the pavement, eyes closed, headphones in, tapping his knee. I stop in front of him. "Sandal wood is very different for you." he said in his intelligent wanna be voice. What an astute observation. He opened his eyes and smiled. He stood up and we hugged as usual. He said he had to go and gave me directions to the building. We parted ways and I made it to the building. Tinted windows and some cardboard boxes outside. I walked in to see a woman at a desk that hid her legs. She looked up and smiled wide at my presence. "Hello! How may I help you?" "hey, umm, heard about a job here?" as I put my thumb up pointing at a random spot on the wall. "In fact we do!" Cool, sooo, umm, what's the deal?" "Any combat experience?" she asked. "Umm, no?" I responded a bit confused at that weird ass question. "Any weapons you have proficiency at?" she pushed at. "A bow. Does that count?" "certainty! Anything else" "nope that sums it up really." "Wonderful! Fill this out and that will be all." She handed me a white sheet with black times new roman font asking for some minor questions. at the bottom it had A Crossed sabers emblem. Weird. I filled it out anyway. Money is money. "Great, now report tomorrow at 4 pm." "Sounds great I told her" Money is in my future. Along with other weird ass shit. From that point on Shit Got Real.
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Science FictionA fictional story about some high school students who deal with some pretty cool paranormal creatures and dimensional leaping. Sound cool to you? Anyway, this actually is just the script for what is to become podcasts. This a science fiction and fan...