i just started life as a university student, and i hate it sooooo freakin much, someone save me!!!

aimee

p.s, someone help?

....and glomped Aimee gleefully! Yay! I shall save you!!!!!! Or....maybe I'm a little overzealous.....haha.....


Later!
~Alayia~

thanks, me thinks i am cheered up now:)

...And Alayia stepped inside, looking about. Where was everybody? They had all gone.....or were they still missing from before?

Man, I feel like this vacation went on for years, she thought to herself.

"Hey! Anybody here!?"

Echo. Silence.

"Hello!?"

Again, silence.

"Aw, man! Where is everyone!?"


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Haha! I haven't HIJACKed a post for a long time......

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~Alayia~

Casche came in from...somewhere.

"Hey! Someone else is here! It must be a miracle... Everyone is missing! We have to help! It must be the work of some god or something!"

Casche

A group of students walked out of the nearby classroom in an almost trance like state. Their arms were hanging limply by their sides. Drool was coming from their mouths.

"Ahh! Zombies!" Casche said as she raised her arms in panic.

"We must destroy them all before they take over the whole academy!", Alayia replied as she reached over and grabbed the nearest thing she could use as a weapon - Iolaus.

As Casche and Alayia (armed with Iolaus. Or arm and arm with Iolaus. Hmmm...) walked towards the group, they suddenly began to freeze and could not move.

Casche looked at Alayia and said, "We're trapped in some kind of force field. We can't leave."

"No, it's a super adaptor created by some god so that we can be destroyed easily," Alayia replied.

"Actually, it's...," Iolaus started to say before he was kindly reminded by Alayia that he was playing a weapon of mass destruction in this skit.

As they moved in closer, they noticed one of the people looked very familiar - super very familiar. In fact, it was none other than -

"Oh no! Celest is a zombie already!" Casche said out loud in her best impression of a voice of despair.

"Not really no. I just came from Feducious's class on Modern Economics in the city-state of Thebes. He was going on and on about - ," Celest started to say before she was interrupted by Alayia.

"But you're supposed to be a zombie," Alayia said as she pulled out the script from in her back pocket and handed it to Celest.

Celest glanced over it quickly. "No, you see here. It says that Tuesday I am going to play the zombie - not Thursday. It's okay - everyone makes mistakes."

Casche looked over Alayia's shoulder to get a closer look. Iolaus also leaned in to see.

"Drat. Well, guess we'll meet up Tuesday then," Casche said as she put back on her normal tone of voice.

"Okay ladies. See you later," Iolaus responded as he skipped out of the building and into history.

Alayia looked at the girls and laughed.

"Getting in touch with his feminine side again, I see," mused Casche.

"So, Fiddle Face's test is a doosie?" Alayia asked Celest.

"Well......yeah. I mean, it was trance worthy."

Casche looked up from the ground she'd been looking at. "Hey, guys......where'd these tumbleweeds come from?"

Celest gasped. "It must be the work of....some god!"


"I know who it is!!!!!" Alayia said, "It's GOT to be-"


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"It's GOT to be- Nyx!"

"Oh, no! Not... Nyx?"

"Well, I dunno, it could be!" Alayia answered.

"Who's Nyx anyway?" Casche asked.

"HOW DARE YOU NOT KNOW WHO I AM?!" A strange voice said behind them. "I AM GODDESS OF NIGHT! MY POWER SURPASSES EVEN ZEUS!"

"Okok, don't get cranky." Celest said.

"I WILL GET CRANKY IF I WISH TO."

"Alright, but are you sure you don't want some Celest's secret stash of sugar before you do?" Alayia offered.

The goddess grinned. "OKAY."


Casche
Tried to think of the most obscure god I could...

"So is Nyx some kind of nickname or is that actually your real name?" Celest asked as she passed around some of her sugar. Everyone was dipping into the bag and taking out a few pieces.

Nyx turned around, eyes blazing, and responded, "It's my real name!"

"Geeze, you don't have to shout. How about we give you a nickname?" Celest asked curiously as Alayia and Casche continued to pop the sugar into their mouths.

Nyx's eyes returned to their normal color, brown, and said, "You know, I've never been given a nickname before."

Casche jumped up (well, more like tilted) out of the chair she had been sitting in that appeared almost miraculously and said, "How about Brunhilda?"

Alayia and Celest both wrinkled up their noses at the thought of actually having to call someone Brunhilda. Or maybe it was from Nyx's bad breath. Not quite sure.

"Brunhilda? It does have that certain ring to it. Maybe," Nyx said as she deeply started to contimplate taking the nickname of Brunhilda.

"Oh! I got it - Ethel. Everyone loves Ethel. In fact, my great-great-great-gerat-great-great-grandmother's name was Ethel," Alayia responded as she stuck her hand back into the sugar bag to pull out some more sugar.

"Ah Ethel. Such a beautiful name. I agree," Casche said on the verge of having an overdose from the useage of sugar. If anyone could think that those names were common and beautiful and normal, they were on the verge.

"Ah so either Brunhilda or Ethel. I don't know," Nyx responded as she looked around at the three other girls who were still eating all the special sugar that they could find.

"Iolaus! We need your help!" Celest screamed into the distance. Far away, in a tavern of long long ago, Iolaus heard the scream and immediately rushed into the stable. There, he stripped off his shirt (slow motion sequence of course. Oooo, play it again. Uh - I mean - yeah, let's just continue) and displayed the giant "I" under it.

"Never fear women for I am here!" Iolaus responded as he dashed off to help the women in distress.

Celest

Iolaus rushed to the women as fast as his mortal feet could take him. "Someone need me?"

"Yes, Iolaus," said Celest in a melodramatic voice, "We need your help more than anyone!"

"Wow.....haven't heard that in a long time."

"Well, aren't you gonna ask us what we need you for?" asked Casche suddenly.

"Uh....yeah! What's the problem?"

Alayia looked at him critically. "We can't decide! Brunhilda or Ethel!?"

"Ethel! ......What's it for?"

"Nyx!" they all said in unison.

"What?"

"....Never mind, Iolaus. It's for her," Celest said, her eyebrows flattening, pointing to Nyx.

"So, pick a name." Alayia told him.

"Okay......so.....I pick......."

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