Snippet #1888882

Freakofnature

I waited until the wind, and the dust had died down before peeking out from Tori’s thick fur.

Neh, Tori? What the bloody ‘ell is going on? I grumbled to her. With a snort, and a roll of her ice blue eyes, she uncurled herself from around me and nudged me forward. In fact it was so hard that I fell forward.

Luckily for me, my reflexes kicked in and I managed to do a smooth roll into the sandy, dry, gritty, disgusting ground.

“Damn you Tori.” I accidentally snapped out loud, “butcher that! Hey! Butcher that! Wherever we are, when I get back hom’ ‘s gon’ take a lot more than a pretty pony to replace all this…this…” I threw my hands in the air and glared at her before banishing her from my sight, sending her wherever she went when she wasn’t with me.

Which brought me to another point, where in the fucking bloody hell was I? I opened my mouth to ask a question, but it just so happened that the new girl, the same one who made that blasted dust was talking.

“…Just about anything with Maci in it.” the new girl said in a bit of a dazed voice.

I stepped forward to get a better look at her, hey, I just wanted to know the face of the idiot who made the dust, geez. No need to get your cream crackers in a twist. Err…or I should just say panties. ‘specially when there is only one guy…right. Haha, moving on!

Where was I? Oh yes! Maci was talking! Well after she got finished, the shorter girl, with flaming red-ish hair spoke, scaring the Nellie out of me. So much that I jumped. Only a bit though. That counts right?

“Nice to meet you, Maci,” she said in an extremely boring and monotone voice. I yawned, it was that boring, “My name is Spectrum. Since I forgot to introduce myself properly earlier. I apologize.”

Oh Gods! I pinched myself. Was I still awake? Her voice…it made me want to fall asleep and find the nearest window just so I could jump out and hopefully impale myself on a pole. It was so…bland. I yawned again.

Bloody hell I was so close to falling asleep. So I did the one rational thing that most people would do when faced with such a situation. What was it? Well…

“Are there any suggestions? There may be something over there… It’s not promising, but the desert can kill after too long.”

Kill. Me. Now. Spectrum, Spec, whatever, just shut the hell up! I heard it once, but for all the Gods sake, just keep your mouth shut. It makes me wanna jump out of a building window, kill myself, and then haunt you and drag you to the deepest level of hell. Before going to heaven of course.

Oh right, so what did I do to keep myself awake? Well I slapped myself of course! Right! The smart thing to do. It was either that, or take matters into my own hands. Literally. I was planning on strangling Spectrum.

I raised my hand and stared at the boring girl, “Can you please not talk. Your voice makes me wanna fall asleep.” I supplied with a sugar-sweet tone. With another yawn, continued, “Though your suggestion of going to the mountains wasn’t such a bad one. However, how long will it take to get there? Will our bodies be able to sustain the journey?” I smiled and cocked my head to the side, “Did you think about that? No I don’t Adam and Eve you did.”

“Ok. We have no supplies and no clue what we’re doing. Since we’re alive we can assume that whoever brought us here wants us to remain alive.”
Oh finally, someone with a brain. And a voice that didn’t make me wanna fall asleep, or jump out of a window.

"We have to be able to find supplies somewhere, or else we'd already be dead by now."

I sniffed and ran a hand through my short hair, pulling away in disgust when I felt the dirt and grime. One thing I abso-bloody-lutely hate? The feeling of being dirty.

“Oh bravo, bravo.” My head snapped. I didn’t recognize the voice, but it sure the hell wasn’t the only male we had in the group. Naturally I was on guard.

What I saw was a black marble, male-looking, talking statue. Weird? Well yeah, but I live for weirdest. I guess I could say “freakiness”, ‘cause my name is Freak.

It(he?) spoke again, “You will find supplies, but not here. I’m Deity, and I’m the one who brought you here.”

I smiled, “Bril! Than you can tell us exactly why we are here, correct?”

I am pretty sure it would have answered me, in fact I believe 100% that he/it would have spoke back. Sadly a girl, not someone I recognized, rushed forward and tried to strike that marble “Deity” thing.

“Bloody twat!” I grumbled, my momentary good mood ruined, “watch it kill us all now.”

However my mood brightened (I have mood swings, don’t judge) when her sword or scythe thing got stuck in its arm and refused to move.

“And that...ladies and gents, is a twat at work.” I giggled under my breath.

Maybe I should lighten up on these people. Should I? Nah..