@Michaeldaturtul3
So I just counted *-*
I have 100+ stories in the works (fanfics, original stories, short stories and one-shots books, character guides, and world-building guides).
Yessssssssss >:D
I need more lol-
The best part is, William made his last lesson to S to "never become like him". And here she is, doing exactly that but in her own chaotic little ways, and he's just so dang proud of her xD
S is just a bad influence on everyone, and I'm here for it xD
These were all law-abiding citizens living their best lives before she showed up, and turned each and every one of them into chaotic gremlins in desperate need of a babysitter, lest they destroy the city with a sneeze XD
The Rifters and SBC are all serious people who do their jobs swiftly and perfectly, UNLESS she's there-- and then they're all a bunch of ADHD toddlers with adult money and no one to stop them.
S even has had a "parole officer" since she was like 8 because of William, and even he can't stop her from doing what she's going to do. Instead he waits to hear the call over the radio about some bizarre madness going down and volunteers to go handle it by himself because he knows it's her and there's no way he can explain to anyone else that she just *does* this sometimes, if she's bored and there's no one to play with. She's over 8,000 years old and will do what she very well pleases, thank you! xD
THE FACT THAT SHE'S OVER 8,000 YEARS OLD AND STILL EATS DINOSAUR CHICKEN NUGGETS AND CALLS THEM HER "CHICKIE NUGGIES" WITH "HONEY MUSSIE"
Y'all, you're never too old xD okay-
Him: you know, these carbs really should kill you, your body being the way it is.
Her: darling, my body being the way it is, *it* should have killed me a long time ago. 8,000 years later, and I still get my chickie nuggies and honey mussie, and there's not a thing either of us is gonna do about it
Him: u right
And my favourite part about her "parole officer" is that she influences him too xD so whenever she doesn't want to be somewhere for any reason (whether she's bored or she's uncomfortable, literally any reason at all), she just calls him, and he comes to arrest her in the most aggressive fashion as if she's the most dangerous criminal in the country with a warrant out for her arrest, and then takes her out to like, McDonald's or something XD
S is my favourite of the Rifters to write, just because of how much of a pure menace she is. Everyone else has some sort of moral code, a standard that they stick to. She'll only follow the rules TO THE BARE MINIMUM, taking as much "creative liberty" (as she likes to call it) to do whatever she wants, as long as the job EVENTUALLY gets done. If they all have the simple task of going to the store and getting some milk,
Wan: Will drive to the store, pick out some milk that everyone can agree on, pay for it with money he earned, then drive back home.
Soni: Will "borrow" his brother's car, snag the first gallon he sees at the store, pay for it with money he earned, then drive back home.
Don: Will straight-up steal his brother's car keys right in front of him, drive to the closest ANYTHING that might have milk, grab the first one he sees (regardless of whether it's a gallon or a bottle), then speed back home because he went to go pay with his brother's credit card that he also stole right in front of him, and it was declined.
Sceleste: Will have someone else drive her to the store, ponder uncertainly over every kind of milk in existence because she didn't know there were so many, uses her wealth to buy all of them just in case, have them delivered to the house because she doesn't want to carry it all herself, has someone drive her back home.
S: Will start to walk to the store, get distracted by the farm across the street from where she used to live, antagonizes the bulls for funsies while Vanta chases cows until he can wrangle one down long enough to get some milk (and then forgets he's part of a mission and takes a nap in the field), carry Vanta (and the milk) to the store, forget why she was headed there in the first place, walk back home with bruises, scrapes, and hay in her hair, clothes torn, Vanta slung over her shoulder, carrying a bucket of milk.
All of them can say "I went to the store and got milk" but it just gets more chaotic from oldest to youngest xD
And the best part is, S will always defend herself (and Vanta) with William's signature, "Technically, I didn't lie." xD
--Daddy's Place--
William: Okay, Micks, here's the deal. I'm gonna go cause a distraction, I want you to go in and steal that knife-
Miss Debbie: nO-- MJ I SWEAR--
William: So, uh... TECHNICALLY, I didn't lie.
Miss Debbie: *staring at the car on fire, crashed on the highway, while William holds le wild child upside down by her ankle, while she tries to eat an ice cream bar by holding her tongue out to catch drops of it while it melts*
Miss Debbie: ........ I don't even know where to start-
--Neverland--
Michael: Okay, (Y/n), here's the deal. I'm gonna go cause a distraction.
(Y/n): ... okay, and?
Michael: *brandishing a knife from lord-knows-where* no, that's it. I'm gonna go cause a distraction =)
(Y/n): mICHAEL NO--
Michael: *technically* I didn't lie. Everything's fine! See?
Peter: *staring at the house on fire, (Y/n) passed out on the front lawn next to the wrecked minivan, and Jaimes big chillin' on the grass next to them, eating an ice cream bar*
Peter: ........ I have so many words and yet-
--War Games--
MJ: Okay, guys, here's the deal. I am the distraction.
(Y/n): No, seriously, guys, she's good at this part. She's got this.
WR: But *what* are you going to do??
MJ: What do you think? *is already unclipping her knife from her belt* cause a distraction =)
WR: I have a bAD FEELING ABOUT THIS- *as MJ is already gone, cackling like a gremlin*
MJ: So, technically, if you read my text word-for-word. I didn't lie. '-'
WR: The city is on fire
AR: I'm so sure that guy's dead
RV: I was wondering why the city sirens have been going off for the last hour
SL: Wait guys, I can't find my keys-
MN: That's because we crashed your car and threw the keys into the river so no one would know it was us
SK: Oh, is THAT why Slipper's car is halfway through the wall of the post office over there?
SL: WH A T
(Y/n) and Hatter, emerging from lord-knows-where: Hey guys! Guess who got ice cream? :D
SQ: .... And they didn't invite me. ._.
I love writing S being an absolute menace to society in every story I put her in, and poor (Y/n) trying to figure out whether they should apologize or wreck havoc with her xD
You can REALLY tell she's William's child!
The wild thing is, these stories TECHNICALLY take place at the same time-- "Neverland" is about a kid in high school just tryna live their best life, and "War Games" is about that same kid watching as their chaotic friends destroy the city, debating whether to help stop them, or join the madness "because if you can't beat 'em, join 'em"
I love the progression of my characters' growth in these two stories.
"Neverland" - a bunch of innocent beans trying to solve a mystery all Scooby-Doo style :)
"War Games" - a bunch of menaces who 'accidentally' wreck havoc on the city, leaving their one and only caretaker to scramble to cover up the messes they make so no one knows it was a bunch of kids off their medication, and not a group of well-coordinated criminals-- =)
poor sweet bean xD
who's gonna tell her?
going through my stories, and xD -
S, as a young teen in "Neverland": Everybody thinks I'm a menace! I'm so scared of people thinking I'm violent, I don't want to hurt anyone! I just want to be left alone! :(((
S, as a young adult in "War Games": *actively HUNTING someone for insulting her sister, who wasn't even there-* lol there won't be any witnesses if I just take their eyes =) HIPPITY HOPPITY MOTHERF--