Young Writers Society

"No... We're not actual Imps, we're just sort of like a kind of Imp. But we're not. We're Pisk." ~Kallik

"Piski being plural form. Just in case you're interested." ~Clover

"Which of course you are." ~Kallik

"Which of course you are not." ~the Raven

"Johnny's not a freak." ~Kit

*A bit put out* "Well, I am, actually." ~Johnny

"He likes being called a freak." ~Rohsair

"What can I say?" ~Johnny

"Say nothing. Then we'll all be happy." ~the Raven

"Happy, happy, happy..." ~Fal.

Marc: "Piski? Is that like pixie, with a lisp?"

*Vanessa nudges Marc in the ribs* "Please be polite."

*Marc rolls eyes*

'Why is this post full of such freaking freaks? It's like being at the freak show at the circus. No wonder we've not been here before.' -Ethan

'God babe, I love it when you're inhuman. It turns me on big time.'-Blake

'Ha ha. Funny. Not. Anyway, I mean it, full of people talking like they're out of Alice and Wonderland or something. What is there to be so tra la la about?'-Ethan

'Duh. They're not stuck in this dump...hey, wanna snog?'

'What are you, like obsessed?'

'No, not like obsessed, I am obsessed. You're just so damn gorgeous I can't help it...Ow. What was that for?'-Blake

'For being embarassing.'-Ethan

'You didn't have to hit me. Anyway, you call that a slap? That's like being tickled compared to Dom. The B******'

'For Christ's sake, don't swear, not here.'

'Can't very well describe him without swearing now, can I? Anyway, you said for Christ's sake.'-Blake

'That's not swearing. It's blaspheming, and it doesn't count. I only believe in God, not in Jesus. And if you swear once more, I'll slap you again.'

'How about if I say Dom was a slimy, evil...'-Blake

'Don't you dare say what I think you're going to say or I'll do it. God, I need someone to rescue me from you. You know when I get out of here I swear I am going to have nothing to do with you.'

'You forget, I get out first.'-Blake

'Damn it. And in how many years is that?'

'Four.'

'Like I said, somebody save me from this eternal torment!'

*the Raven stares at them both* *then, curiously* "You're disgusting."

"If you lisped, then pixie would sound like..." ~Kelsus

"Pick-thee." ~Kallik

"Pick-thee. Not Pisk." ~Kelsus

"Alice in Wonderland! I've read that. Good, isn't it?" ~Johnny

"Linguistically, Ethan, you just condemned yourself." ~Iolo

"How?" ~Clover

*Iolo points to the first few words of Ethan's speech*

"Oh-h..." ~Clover

"I like being tra la la... it's fun. Don't you like it? Oh, no, of course not. You don't have anything to be tra la la about. You have my sympathy." ~Johnny

"Can't think why." ~Kit

'Let's get one thing straight. I don't do sympathy.'-Ethan

'And too right neither of us have got anything to be all tra la la about.'-Blake

*Ethan looks dreamily at Blake.* 'Except each other. God you drive me insane sometimes, but I do love you.'

'Aw, babe, that's adorable. See, whoever said we're disgusting, we're not, we're sweet.'-Blake

'And who said I'd condemned myself linguistically?....Ha,ha, ha, if you said that round here you would so get your head kicked in.'-Ethan

'I might even do it myself, if I wasn't trying to keep a clean record.'-Blake

'Now who's being inhuman?'

'Okay, you're right, I wouldn't.' *Blake puts on an angelic look* 'I'm a good boy really...all that talk of pixies is a bit sickening though, isn't it? What is this, the twightlight zone?'

Marc: "If you recall correctly, Alice in Wonderland ended with Alice waking up from a dream. Sadly, we are not dreaming. But it would make life so much easier, wouldn't it? Oh, and by the way, if the two prophesied soul mates (Jake and I) and the weird human-inhuman attraction (Nessie and Kelsus) can keep their fantasies to a minimum, then I think Blake and Ethan are required to as well."

Jake: "Here here."

Vanessa: "I agre - HEY!"

'Dreaming, easy? You haven't been inside my dreams. It's seriously freaky stuff too, stuff you don't wanna be real.'-Blake

'Aw, babe...you wanna talk about it?'-Ethan

'Nah. What am I, a total wimp? Anyway, people are around.-Blake

'I like that though, prophesied soul mates. That's cool, isn't it? Seriously cool.'-Ethan

Marc: "More weird than cool. More like 'Holy hell, I'm in love with someone I'm not even sure exists and they drive me crazy but I'm incredibly attracted to him also.' Sort of ruins the whole idea of free will, in my mind, but still, I guess I'm not complaining."

Vanessa: "But you did have a choice in the matter."

Marc: *sarcastically* "Oh yeah. I could have let Rae sink her perfectly-manicured claws into him. That would have been a great alternative."

'Ooh, sarcasm. Are you going to start fighting?'-Ethan.

'Please do. We love to see other people arguing as much as we do.'-Blake

Jake: "I'm not going to argue. I wouldn't want Rae's claws in me either." *shudders*

Vanessa: "Honestly, I think Marc took the whole prophesied-soul-mate thing better than Jake did."
Jake: "Well, yeah. Marc scared me."

Marc: *grins*

"What's 'babe'?" ~Kit

"The name of a pig and your beloved." ~Clover

"What?" ~Kit

"Sad. But true." ~the Raven

Marc: "Huh. I totally didn't think about that." *to Jake* "Never call me babe."

Jake: "I never have."

Marc: "I know. But please don't start. Like, ever."

Vanessa: "I loved that movie when I was little..."

"It added interest to Saint-Saens. I'd always thought that piece rather boring, before." ~Clover

"From what I've heard, the lyrics don't add much to it." ~Iolo

"Well, I don't suppose they could help that. They thought they had to be appealing." ~Clover

"Then they failed. Nauseating fits it better." ~the Raven

Marc: "Uh...yeah, you lost me when you started talking artsy music. I was thinking of...you know, the baby pig with the fuzzy wig on its head...sheepdogs, a disoriented duck..."

Jake: "You remember all that? When was the last time you watched Babe?"

Marc: "Uh...A while ago."

Vanessa: "As in, last week?"

*patiently* "Saint-Saens wrote the organ symphony used in the film Babe. They put words to it, but Saint-Saens wrote it." ~Clover

"If I had words to make... how does it go?" ~Fal.

"If I had words to make a day for you-" ~Clover

"Oh stuff it." ~the Raven

"You're just jealous 'cos everytime you sing anything, you break windows." ~Clover

"That's why I never go into cathedrals." ~the Raven