*Scrape sat alone in the Control Room at her spot, spinning around in her chair as she chewed on the flesh around her nails, like she usually did when she was anxious. Or bored. Or at any time that her hands weren't occupied. It was like Krona and his habit of tearing apart his arms so he didn't hurt anyone else due to pent up rage and the psychotic tendencies of being a demon, only nothing like that. Scrape's habit came from, well, habit. Not needing to silence the voices in her head with the sheer agony of pulling veins out of her arm.
...You're getting sidetracked again. Step aside and let me do the intro. We all know your short attention span easily gets captured by thoughts of violence.
Yeah, yeah. Whatever.
Anyway. As we were saying, Scrape was alone, spinning around in her chair as she bit on her fingers. Behind her, the computer screen was open to her document of SL. Most likely the reason why she was biting her fingers. It had been a few weeks since her last update, and with all of the other work Scrape had been having to do, she had only written about one paragraph - if not less - of the next chapter. Having told herself she would be done the racing arc by the end of Spring Break, which had been about a month ago, she now felt extremely crummy about the whole situation. She had openly denied an outing with the rest of the group, an attempt to show Herobrine and Steve around their current realm (while also searching for the lost Delta Squad), in order to work on the chapter, but so far she had written not a single word. She just couldn't stop thinking about all of the other work she had to do, or should have been doing; and on top of that, how she was letting everyone down by not writing this book. They were waiting for her to resume the timeline. And it wasn't that she didn't want to, Scrape loved writing the SL timeline, but something about all of this was just giving her a splitting migraine.
Okay. Now you're going into too much detail. Just wrap the whole intro up and let's get on with this, idiot.
Alright, alright. No need to get your horns in a twist*
Scrape: *sighs, looking back to the computer screen* Ancients, I feel so useless… Why can't I just write this- *pauses, hearing her phone go off in her pocket* Hm? *pulls phone out of her pocket, clicking on the notification* Oh. Whisp posted a new chapter to her book of life thingy. I wasn't explicitly tagged, bit whatever. I'll do it. Maybe if I can finish this, I'll be in a better mindset to write.
Alright. First question: nicknames? Um… that annoying Nekokin? Illa sometimes calls me Egonormical Gillman. That one takes some explaining…
Second question: birthday? August 9th. Simple enough… although it did take awhile to actually remember that. And I think I only do now for convenience’s sake. I'll probably forget it again once I'm back in my timeline.
Third question: Zodiac signs? Well, I only really know that I'm a Nepeta. Aka leo. Not sure which class that falls under, though. What do we take away from this, children? That we know I'm a Nepeta, and hope I'm a Gamzee in some other category.
Fourth question: height? Taller than Kaos, but shorter than mostly everyone else. My gosh, I need to grow.
Fifth question: sexual orientation? Erm, I have no clue? Most likely pan. Pan or bi. I have no clue.
Sixth question: favorite color? I mean, it's sort of obvious. It's neon pink, duh. X3 Nah. I'm kidding. It's either purple or black. I know. I'm a freaking edge lord. I am the lord of the edge. All bow down to me and my clearly superior edginess.
Seventh question: current date and time? Sun. 4/23/17 10:17PM. You're welcome.
Eight question: average hours of sleep? Sleep? Hah! What's sleep? I have no clue what that is! *laughs, then trails off into a sigh* Moving on.
Ninth question: last thing you googled? Freaking troll terms. I need to memorize practically all of them for… reasons. That, or the hemospectrum, which I also must memorize. I love my life.
Tenth question: first thing that comes to mind? I have no clue. When people ask me this, my mind draws a blank. Um… doom? Destruction? SL? Agony? I guess they're all the same… heh. Jk. I like doom. *sighs* Sorry. I'm just in somewhat of a down mood. SL is good too. :3
Eleventh question: fav fictional characters? Do my own count? If so, the entire cast of TR. And most of the Pokémon timeline we haven't named yet. And SL. And Homestuck. And… eh. You get the jist.
Twelvth… er, twelveth- no. That's not right. Um, twelfth question: fav celebrity? Nightwalker…?
Thirteenth question: fav shows? Skylanders Academy, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Supernatural, Steven Universe, um… *taps cheek, trying to remember her Netflix 'watched’ list* Stranger Things, AOT, Fairytale, Soul Eater, SAO, a shiz ton of other animes - but nowhere close to Saph's list X3 - Invader Zim, and… a few more I can't remember at the moment.
Fourteenth question: fav musicians? Well, let's see… P!ATD, FOB, MCR, T1Pies (yes, Illa, I am never letting you live that down), Social Repose, Melanie Martinez, Bastille, Imagine Dragons, and again, a shiz ton of others I can't remember at the moment. Because my mind sucks.
Fifteenth question: last movie you watched? Shrek the Musical. I don't know why, but I like it. Maybe because there is nostalgia with it, since it was the one play I participated in at our school. If that doesn't count, probably Deadpool.
Sixteenth question: dream holiday? (Ancients, why did that want to correct to dream bubbles X3) Well, that would depend. Are we talking a viable holiday, or just anything my twisted mind could come up with? Because I want to go to the freaking Demonrealm. Although, at moments, it feels like I'm already there, in the depths of Teizun’s dungeon, so I might just want to go to Skylands instead.
Seventeenth question: Last book you read? Freaking PB&J fanfics. I think it was, “Forgive me, my Miracle” or something like that. I enjoyed it. Although I was half asleep when I read it, and my tastes in books are shiz, so my opinion counts for practically zilch.
Eighteenth question: selfie? Hah hah! No. I look like shiz.
Now, the people I tag. Everyone. I don't care. Do it if you want, people.
*At that moment, Vitron conveniently fell out of the conveniently placed closet beneath the stairs, followed by Darkretta - with a bucket on her head - and Meozala, all tied together with what looked to be duct tape. The only one who hadn't fallen into a heap on the floor was Generate, who was hanging from the ceiling, also wrapped in duct tape*
Darkretta: Well. This is wonderful. Way to go, genius leader. *scoffs*
Vitron: At least we're out.
Meozala: Yeah, drama queen. His plan worked better than your sorry excuse for a- HEY!
Darkretta: *yanks on Meozala's tail* Oh, shut it, pussycat. No one wants to hear your pitiful dribble.
Generate: ...My calculations show that at the rate we are going, we will be free by next Tuesday without outside intervention.
Meozala: Oh, both of you, put a sock in it. *kicks at Darkretta*
Darkretta: Oh, make me, furball. *knees Meozala in the back*
Vitron: Can we please cut it out for one measly second. I don't need you two squabbling while I'm trapped beneath you.
Scrape: ...Uh… *looks to the camera, signaling for the crew to turn it off*
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Timeline Convergence - Act One (Ask/Dare)
Fanfiction(Cover currently pending, please stand by) Join Scrape, Whisp, Lucarian, Quinn and many others from the book Skylanders: Second Leaf (and many others) as they embark on a wacky, weird adventure-like... thing in which they'll answer questions and do...
