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smash_logs2011-01-04 03:06 pm
blondprodigy.livejournal.com) wrote in smash_logs2011-01-04 03:06 pm
Shocky was serious about wanting to play bebe Jeff.
Who: Jeff, or a Jeff anyway. And whoever wants first dibs on meeting him... but there will be ample opportunity to meet him later on.
What: TIME PARADOX
When: Evening of January 4th.
Where: IN THE BITTER COLD OF THE GREAT OUTDOORS.
Warnings: Depends on who shows up now doesn't it.
Present Day:
The New Year was supposed to be a time for bidding good riddance to the ills of the old year and looking forward to what excitement the new year would bring. A time for determination to meet one's goals. A time for celebration! ...Although perhaps it was a little late for that one now.
Still, the year so far had Jeff feeling down. The attacks on the non-humans were still fresh in his mind (while he hadn't been there for the discovery of the victims, the image of the blood-stained bat and the fact someone planted it for the sake of some game still haunted him); Ness had lost King, and seeing the boy Jeff looked up to for his optimism and upbeat attitude be so upset was jarring; Ionia had left for another school - another planet - and Falcon seemed to be using food to fill the gaping hole left in the family.
Jeff himself was going to graduate in a few short months. What would happen then?
He tried to keep his mind off brooding introspection by distracting himself with the spare parts he received for Christmas. He spent hours at a time working in his otherwise-empty room, sometimes forgetting even to eat, but that wasn't terribly unusual. What was a little abnormal was that Jeff didn't even have any plan in mind; he was just sticking parts together as long as they fit, connecting wires here and there, seeing if anything would happen.
At last, something did.
There was a flash of light, and Jeff was gone.
199X
Jeff Andonuts, son of the great Dr. Andonuts, was flying for the first time. He never thought he'd ever have a reason to fly anywhere, but if he had to, he imagined it would have been in a plane or some other perfectly normal means of aerial transportation. Instead, after the briefest of reunions with his father, Jeff was given what the older scientist had called The Skyrunner... It looked kind of like a UFO on the outside, and the inside wasn't much better; full of blinking lights and unlabeled buttons Jeff had to sit on his hands to keep from pushing.
He watched small tufts of cloud brush by the window as the Skyrunner flew over a strange place covered in rocks and sand, with not a single snowflake to be seen. Would it be just as snow-free at his destination? He didn't even know where his destination was, just that a boy and a girl would be waiting for him there. Friends he'd never met. Ness and Paula. Waiting for him to save them so they could save the world together.
Now that he thought about it, it sounded pretty crazy, didn't it? What kind of kid just ran away from school in the middle of the night because they had a weird dream? What kind of kid just fled the country in his father's rickety old machine that probably hadn't had maintenance work done on it in years? It must have been a long time, judging by the way it was shaking and creaking all of the sudden. At least the warning siren was still loud and clear.
...Wait.
Oh, fiddlesticks.
Jeff leapt from his seat (hitting his head on the low ceiling in the process) and waved his hand over the control panel, wishing he'd at least taken the time to ask Dr. Andonuts what to do in case of emergency. Did this thing even have parachutes? A quick look around revealed that there were no hidden compartments to keep such a thing in.
He could feel himself falling. Probably too fast to put a parachute on even if there were any. He threw his arms up in helpless frustration, slammed his hand down on a group of buttons, and pulled a lever.
"Up, up, pull up...!" A light flashed from somewhere, but that was the only answer to his desperate pleas.
Jeff Andonuts, age twelve, was crashing for the first time in his life.
Present Day
An object that resembled a more primitive version of the Skyrunner kept in the school's hangar was careening out of control in the skies over Final Destination City. Citizens who saw it either whipped out their cell phones to put it on the internet or rolled their eyes and wondered what those crazy Smash Academy students were doing this time.
The more cynical observers were right to make a connection to the school, for that is precisely where the machine was headed. It crashed right into the courtyard, destroying the edge of the fountain but somehow leaving the statue in the center intact. The statue continued to urinate recycled water on the smoking Skyrunner.
What: TIME PARADOX
When: Evening of January 4th.
Where: IN THE BITTER COLD OF THE GREAT OUTDOORS.
Warnings: Depends on who shows up now doesn't it.
Present Day:
The New Year was supposed to be a time for bidding good riddance to the ills of the old year and looking forward to what excitement the new year would bring. A time for determination to meet one's goals. A time for celebration! ...Although perhaps it was a little late for that one now.
Still, the year so far had Jeff feeling down. The attacks on the non-humans were still fresh in his mind (while he hadn't been there for the discovery of the victims, the image of the blood-stained bat and the fact someone planted it for the sake of some game still haunted him); Ness had lost King, and seeing the boy Jeff looked up to for his optimism and upbeat attitude be so upset was jarring; Ionia had left for another school - another planet - and Falcon seemed to be using food to fill the gaping hole left in the family.
Jeff himself was going to graduate in a few short months. What would happen then?
He tried to keep his mind off brooding introspection by distracting himself with the spare parts he received for Christmas. He spent hours at a time working in his otherwise-empty room, sometimes forgetting even to eat, but that wasn't terribly unusual. What was a little abnormal was that Jeff didn't even have any plan in mind; he was just sticking parts together as long as they fit, connecting wires here and there, seeing if anything would happen.
At last, something did.
There was a flash of light, and Jeff was gone.
199X
Jeff Andonuts, son of the great Dr. Andonuts, was flying for the first time. He never thought he'd ever have a reason to fly anywhere, but if he had to, he imagined it would have been in a plane or some other perfectly normal means of aerial transportation. Instead, after the briefest of reunions with his father, Jeff was given what the older scientist had called The Skyrunner... It looked kind of like a UFO on the outside, and the inside wasn't much better; full of blinking lights and unlabeled buttons Jeff had to sit on his hands to keep from pushing.
He watched small tufts of cloud brush by the window as the Skyrunner flew over a strange place covered in rocks and sand, with not a single snowflake to be seen. Would it be just as snow-free at his destination? He didn't even know where his destination was, just that a boy and a girl would be waiting for him there. Friends he'd never met. Ness and Paula. Waiting for him to save them so they could save the world together.
Now that he thought about it, it sounded pretty crazy, didn't it? What kind of kid just ran away from school in the middle of the night because they had a weird dream? What kind of kid just fled the country in his father's rickety old machine that probably hadn't had maintenance work done on it in years? It must have been a long time, judging by the way it was shaking and creaking all of the sudden. At least the warning siren was still loud and clear.
...Wait.
Oh, fiddlesticks.
Jeff leapt from his seat (hitting his head on the low ceiling in the process) and waved his hand over the control panel, wishing he'd at least taken the time to ask Dr. Andonuts what to do in case of emergency. Did this thing even have parachutes? A quick look around revealed that there were no hidden compartments to keep such a thing in.
He could feel himself falling. Probably too fast to put a parachute on even if there were any. He threw his arms up in helpless frustration, slammed his hand down on a group of buttons, and pulled a lever.
"Up, up, pull up...!" A light flashed from somewhere, but that was the only answer to his desperate pleas.
Jeff Andonuts, age twelve, was crashing for the first time in his life.
Present Day
An object that resembled a more primitive version of the Skyrunner kept in the school's hangar was careening out of control in the skies over Final Destination City. Citizens who saw it either whipped out their cell phones to put it on the internet or rolled their eyes and wondered what those crazy Smash Academy students were doing this time.
The more cynical observers were right to make a connection to the school, for that is precisely where the machine was headed. It crashed right into the courtyard, destroying the edge of the fountain but somehow leaving the statue in the center intact. The statue continued to urinate recycled water on the smoking Skyrunner.
After the crash and the cafeteria
But no, it had! Here Jeff was, being guided to his room by watch of Tony for a nice, quiet, safe place to stay while this issue could be further picked at by all who cared about Jeff, small, shy and confused, from a different time space all together. That in itself made Tony feel surreal, like he too had been detached from the regular flow of time somehow. He wanted to help his best friend remain as comfortable as possible no matter what, and to do that he hoped he could keep himself from freaking out too much. Sometimes, it was hard. He needed to do what was best for him.
Swallowing before he spoke, he gestured to the door of BE-03. "This is your room, Jeff. Let's have a look inside, shall we? It should be to your liking, considering, well... it was YOU who stayed here before... haha." He reached for the door and twisted it open, then waited for it to budge into a feasible walkway. "Um, after you!"
Re: After the crash and the cafeteria
Jeff wondered how much he was supposed to have grown by now.
But despite the physical changes, this was unmistakably still Tony, and Jeff was glad for any sort of familiarity. It was even more comforting when, upon stepping into his dorm, he saw tools and spare parts littering every available surface.
"Wow, I haven't changed that much, huh?" He laughed in relief, picking up a smashed alarm clock and turning it over in his hands. "Still a mess... Oh. D-do I have, um... Is someone else sharing the room? So I know before they just show up. That would be a little weird."
Re: After the crash and the cafeteria
He thought back fondly on their dorm in Snow Wood, recovered every detail from memory and compared the past to the present. Jeff's habits never truly died, and while he remembered having to clean up after the other boy (he never minded at all) and occasionally prodding him to do it himself once in a while, he was grateful to be reminded that some things never do change. Jeff being so young again only solidified that effect. Was it bad that he had fallen in love with him all over again? Oh wait, that wasn't unusual.
Well, time to shut the door behind him. "It must be the strangest thing, sorting through things you haven't invented yet. I wish I could tell you all about them and how they worked, but I could never do it any justice."
Looking back, a nagging feeling crept up on him that warned if he made Jeff too curious, suppose he created some kind of terrible hole in the fabric of time that could practically undo pieces of his existence- or worse, his very existence itself! If Jeff knew too much about the future, he could bring it with him to the past and goodness knows what might happen if one tiny fraction of a moment was changed forever- it only took one lapsed moment to invite death, after all. And Jeff had many, many moments to risk during his adventure, he imagined. If all those moments had changed all over again... ....
But suppose this past version of Jeff... was never going home. Tony wasn't sure which sequence of events would be best, but he had a hunch that returning Jeff to his normal position in time would be the better end of the two. The more he dwelled on the potential outcomes, the scarier this paradox got... He'd better stop and save it for a time when he wouldn't alarm Jeff with his fears. Unfortunately for Tony, he wasn't doing such a stellar job of veiling those worries. His smile had sunken slowly.