Young Writers Society

Jake: "'S alright. I don't need to shed blood to hurt anyone."

Vanessa: "Shut up, Jake. And actually, Blake, we do need that many names. Because if we only use one, how easily would it be to track us down? Whereas if your name changes every other month or so..."

Marc: "It's a lot easier to slip under the radar."

Vanessa: "Which is very important. Some of the first generation rarely use their given names, only their titles."

Jake: "Because they're cowards."

Marc: "Right."

Vanessa: *faintly annoyed* "Because they're smart."

Marc: "They don't ever leave the Hall, not even to swim. How intelligent is that? They're paranoid."

Vanessa: "Not as paranoid as Jake."

Marc: "Well, yeah, but no one's as paranoid as Jake."

Jake: *shrug*

"Naming can be like the White Knight's song. You know, it's called this, but its name is this, and the song actually is this." ~Clover

"My name is. I am called. I am." ~the Raven

"What?" ~Kit

"Nothing and everything." ~the Raven

"And what's that mean?" ~Kit

"Everything and nothing." ~the Raven

"Well, that was helpful." ~Kit

*the Raven whirls around in a circle* "I have syn-THE-sia! I have dys-LEX-ia! I have AS-per-ger's!"

"No you don't." ~Fal.

"If you're cheesed off and you know it, scream, 'Get lost!' Get lost. If you're cheesed off and you know it, scream, 'Get lost!' Get lost. If you're cheesed off and you know it and you really want to show it, if you're cheesed off and you know it, scream, 'Get lost!' Get lost. *the Raven flops down on the floor, breathless* "You know, there's a coarser version to that. I'm far too well bred to sing it, though."

Marc: "I think it's past somebody's bedtime."

Jake: "What's synthesia? Is it that thing where people see words in color and pictures and stuff?"

Vanessa: "What?"

Marc: "What?"

Jake: "Like your eyes have ADD."

Vanessa: "I'm so comfused."

'I'm confused too.'-Blake

'Me too. If it helps. Everyone here confuses me. Why can't anyone make sense round here?'-Ethan

'I dunno. They probably like being confusing.'-Blake

'I don't know why they can't stay on subject instead of going completely off topic.'-Ethan

'I know loads of people who do that, and it's because they lack social skills.'-Blake

'What sort of social skills?'-Ethan

'Being able to keep a conversation for more than five minutes without going off on a tangent."-Blake

'Ah. That makes sense.'-Ethan

Marc: *sniggers* "What? Us? Lacking social skills? Are you kidding, I am the queen of social skilldom!"

Jake: "Skilldom?"

Marc: "Yes it's a made-up word. Deal with it."

"Oooh, made-up words!" ~the Raven

"Don't set her off again." ~Fal.

"Off again, off again, off again..." ~the Raven

"Be quiet." ~Kit

"Quiet, quiet, quiet..." ~the Raven

*Rohsair moans*

"Boys and girls of every age, wouldn't you like to see something strange? Paham mae dicter, O Myfanwy, Yn llenwi'th lygaid duon di?" ~the Raven

"Ow, ow, don't! You're singing it all out of tune!" ~Rohsair

"Pa le mae'r wên oedd ar dy wefus Fu'n cynnau 'nghariad ffyddlon ffôl? Pa le mae sain dy eiriau melys, Fu'n denu'n nghalon ar dy ôl?" ~the Raven

*Rohsair moans again*

Marc: "A lon sylruala ilmaen a dahaerala."

Vanessa: "I don't think she cares, Marc."

Marc: "She should care. It drives people crazy. Poor Rohsair's having a aneurysm."

'Why is everyone speaking in weird languages? Can I join in? Can I speak Hebrew, or even better, Yiddish?'-Ethan

'Babe, don't show off. No one wants to hear you speak weird Jewish languages.'-Blake

'They're not weird, they're cool. You're just jealous, because you don't speak any other languages.'-Ethan

'What am I, five? I'm not jealous. Besides, I know some French. I can talk forever about what I did in my holidays last year, or next year.'-Blake

'That'll make for interesting conversation. Last year, I was in prison, next year I'll be in prison...'-Ethan

'Yeah, that was an issue in our French class...'-Blake

Allyson: Will you stop talking about your stupid French Class! Nobody cares!

Daniel: Allyson, seriously, let him talk about his French class.

Elizabeth: I speak fluent Italian.

Allyson and Daniel: Shut up!

Marc: "Yiddish is good. I like Yiddish."

Vanessa: "Italian is fun too. Very flowery and elegant."

Jake: "I'm partial to English."

Vanessa: "It's lovely to see some new people, too."

Marc: "Except that now Jake will be paranoid again."

Jake *raises eyebrows*

Cara: Oh, my God...you guys are seriously wasted!

Brian: Someone brought some cocaine?

Marc: "Well, hello, nice to meet you to. Now why don't you shove that cheerful greeting up your a**."

Vanessa: *raises an eyebrow* "Normally I would correct your manners, Marc, but they were inexcusably rude. Why the cold greeting? And what does cocaine have to do with anything?"

"They're druggies!" ~the Raven

*head in hands* "This is messed up. Do you realize what we are?" ~Clover

"Amazingly attractive?" ~the Raven

"No! We're a bunch of depressed, weird, insane, abnormal people who are depressed and do weird, insane and abnormal things." ~Clover

"You forgot the mixed-breed-freak part. I'm neglected!" ~the Raven

"But heck, who wants to be normal?" ~Clover

"Me." ~the Raven

"No you don't. You lap all this up. You love being the only one who recites the bones of the hand when they want to concentrate and the effects of heroin when they want to calm down." ~Fal.

"And you love putting things in other people's mouths. Ew, gross." ~the Raven

"Why'd you want to go anywhere near the Raven's mouth?" ~Iolo

"Hello." ~Teri

"Ew! No! A scientist!" ~the Raven

"Hi Teri." ~Midge

"You're here as well?" ~the Raven

"Hi Scav." ~Gnat

"Oh great, all the pests are here." ~the Raven

"Shut up. You know you're pleased to see us." ~Midge

"Uh... no?" ~the Raven

"Shut up. You are." ~Midge

"I don't think she is, actually, Midge." ~Gnat

"Don't call me Midge." ~Midge

"Maggie?" ~Gnat

"Better." ~Midge

"Jeez, we're crowded in here. This is just another sign of how doomed we are. We're doomed! Doomed..." ~Clover

"Oh be quiet, Fraser." ~Fal.

*Clover grins at Fal*

*Gnat sits down on the floor and makes himself comfortable*

*Midge looks at everyone* "Hello. Nice to meet you. I'm Margaret - "

"Midge." ~the Raven

"Margaret." ~Midge

"Midge." ~the Raven

"Margaret!" ~Midge

"Midge." ~the Raven

"Oh shut up." ~Midge

*Teri looks at everyone rather shyly* "Hello."

'Cocaine? If someone's mentioning cocaine they have to be worse than us.'-Blake

'Oh God, let's not start talking drugs. How stupid do you have to be to do cocaine?'-Ethan

'Yeah, I mean God, the come down from snorting coke can be so rough.'-Blake

'What, you've tried it?'-Ethan

'Yeah, a few times. It was not good. Made me puke. Smack is good though, makes you numb.'-Blake

'Heroin?'

'Yeah; it's just what you need when you just wanna stop feeling anything...have I really never told you any of this?'-Blake

'I think I'd remember if you had...'-Ethan

'I only tried it a few times. I didn't wanna go getting hooked on it; I saw what it made Dom into and I wasn't gonna do that, but hey, you gotta try everything once, right?'-Blake

Elizabeth: No! The molucular chemcals in cocaine can begin infatuating you brain even after you only do a few repititious trials of the material!

Allyson: Shut up!

Daniel: Translation of what Liz said, you can get addicted after using it only a few times.

Elizabeth: Stop calling me Liz!

Daniel: But Elizabeth is so long!

Allyson: Both of you, shut up!