Moira Noridan's Story

"Time ain't gonna cure you, honey, time don't give a s#!%. Time ain't gonna cure you honey, time's just gonna hit on you! You got to...you got to go straight ahead!"

Moira Noridan

Moira sang her heart out, playing her guitar like it was on fire. Her audience happened to be Mello and Marsha, her two kittens, but practice was practice. She knew she'd make it out there one day.
Coming to the climax of the song, Moira went to hit the next note when suddenly the music just stopped. Her voice rang out and echoed off the walls a bit, but as she went to hit the next chord, there was nothing. Not only that, but the strings on the guitar stayed in place.

"What the f@#&? What the hell is wrong with this thing?" She took the guitar off and held it in front of her as it it was diseased. Plucking at another string, it moved, but once again, stayed in place; never returning to it's original position.
Dropping the guitar quickly, Moira looked over to her cats.
"Marsha! Mello! Here kitty-kitty-kitty-kitty!"
As she called, both cats got up and quickly headed over to her, meowing in unison.
Moira looked at them confused, but picked them up, cuddling them to her face and putting them back down as she went to her kitchen. Making her way over to the sink, she tried the faucet, but nothing happened.

She looked around, trying to find something else to test when she noticed the colorful lights shining through her blinds. Rushing to her window, she opened the blinds and was struck in awe by the sight before her; up in the sky, almost painted across, were streams of yellows and blues, greens and purples. It was the most beautiful sight she'd ever seen in her life, but she also had a feeling that these beautiful streams had something to do with everything being...frozen.

Behind her, Mello and Marsha walked up, both meowing. She turned and picked the kitties up, looking at each of them in the face.
"Babes, I think...I think time just stopped."
She shuddered as she heard her own voice say what she was fearing to think. Shaking her head, she walked over to the door, both cats shoved under one arm, and walked outside, down the stairs and to the parking lot to stand underneath this new brilliant sky. Looking around, she saw that others had come out to look as well, but they had been frozen. Unlike her.
Why...am I still 'me'? Normal? Unfrozen?
Moira stood there for a moment before putting the cats down, she knew they wouldn't go anywhere and at this point, it's not like anything could happen to them.
Running back inside, Moira filled a little black backpack with her phone, a charger, her gun, some snacks and a drink, her cigs and her keys. She locked up her apartment and looked at her door for a minute. Giving a slight nod to herself, she turned around and headed back to the parking lot. Mello and Marsha were still there, playing in the middle of the lot.
"Come on, Babes, we're going exploring." She said as she picked the two up. As she began heading down the street, Moira continued to stare up at her new sky, the one that had ended her old life and began the new one she'd soon come to face.

It'd been an hour since Moira left her apartment. She wasn't exactly hot, the sun was no longer giving off heat, and she wasn't exactly tired, but she felt she should be. She looked behind her feet to see Mello and Marsha following behind lazily.

"Good Babes, keep on truckin' with Mama. We'll get there soon."

But 'there' was unknown. She was unsure of where to go, what direction to take, where to sleep and what to do when she awoke. Time no longer existed so there was no point in keeping track of it, but it was hard to adapt to when the world you came from revolved around it completely.
Which brought Moira to another subject.

What about everyone else? Was everyone frozen? Was anyone else like her?

"I hope to whatever god is out there that someone else is out here in this world with me or I swear I'll end the three of our lives right here and now."

Moira said the statement out loud, almost in hopes that there'd be a response, but all she got was a small cry from Mello.
Moira stopped, turned around, and crouched down to the kitty's level.
"Baby, I didn't mean it. Mama's just stressed. Let's find Marsha and keep going."

Moira grabbed Mello and began walking back the way the came until she came across a sleeping Marsha. Smiling softly, she picked her up and turned back around, walking the way she had originally been going.

After walking another twenty to thirty minutes, Moira found herself stopping at a four-way stop. Coming to a halt, she looked around slowly.
Straight ahead was a main road that eventually led to the highway. It was scattered with small businesses, law firms and a couple grocery stores. To her left was a small convenient store about a block away and then a few 'pricey' neighborhoods. And to her right was more housing, a shopping plaza five or six miles down.

She pondered on which direction to go in for a minute before looking down at her 'babes' and saying out loud,
"Yepp. Convenient stores do have pretty much everything, even if it's low quality. We'll get enough food to last 'till tomorrow and then....I guess find some where to sleep."

She didn't like how that sounded. These were people's homes. What if they unfroze as she was sleeping comfortably in their beds?
She didn't want to think about it more than she needed to, she'd deal with that situation if it ever arose. For now, she had a mission and she was sticking with it.

Moira made her way up to the lively looking convenience store, Mello and Marsha sluggishly following behind her. She came to a stop in front of the door, looking in at the man behind the counter who was getting ready to hand the older, husky woman in front of it change and a pack of cigarettes. She shook her head as goose bumps crawled down from her neck to her back.

All of this...is so...wrong.
Shaking away her shudder again, she pushed open the door and walked in slowly.
Looking around, she found the isle with cat food and grabbed enough for what she thought would be a week or so. She turned left and headed towards the coolers and went to grab a soda when she realized that there weren't any police or adults to tell her she was too young to buy a beer. She grabbed a six pack of a common beer brand and chuckled to herself.

"I'm a winner today, aren't I?"

She sighed as she went down the isle to her right and grabbed some chips and crackers, a couple packs of gum, and some jerky. Making her way over to the counter, she looked at it curiously as she contemplated walking behind it.

"Definitely would suck if time started back up as I helped myself to some cigs from behind here."

But she didn't give it a second thought. Marching behind the counter past the cashier, she grabbed a carton of her favorite menthol cigarettes and a handful of lighters, managing to shove them all into her bag. She heaved a little as she re-positioned the bag against her back and whistled for the two cats. They came sprinting from the back end of the store, Marsha with a small rat in her mouth.

"Aww, Marsh, is that a present for Mama?" Moira asked in her cutest voice she could muster. She grabbed the rat out of the cat's mouth, examined it as she held it arms length away and then put it in the nearest trash can.

"That takes care of that. Come on, Babes, lets go check out the rest of the town before we head out."

Moira opened the door and headed out, turning left as she headed back the way she came.

After another forty-five minutes or so, Moira found herself past the four-way stop heading towards the center of town.

Might as well loot a few clothing shops and find a place to sleep soon.
She thought as she walked down the middle of the road, passing cars full of people, people on their bicycles, groups of kids walking down the side walk.
It was all so...fake. Moira considered the fact that she was dreaming, but knew better than to do that. Whatever she perceived was her reality, no matter what. She learned that in a psychology class in high school, one of her more favorite classes.

Making her way into the center of town, Moira lit up a cigarette and smiled. As strange as all this was, it was kind of nice not having to deal with another person telling her what to do or what not to do, judging her for how she looked or acted, and most certainly not having to abide by any rules.

I could definitely get used to this.

She laughed out loud and grinned at the sound of it. Liking the sound of her voice all alone in this new world, she gave a great howl, followed by a chain of uncontrollable laughter.

Why not enjoy yourself when you're the last person on earth?

Henry had stopped at a couple convinience stores to get something to eat. He wanted to get some McDonalds but when he walked in the food was either half eaten or was in the middle of being cooked. He followed the map to the convient store he was currently in. He opened a bag of nuts and placed several on the counter. The sound had woken Sherlock and Watson out of their slumber as they flapped down to the table.

"Har dee Har! We hit the mother load!" exclaimed Watson.
"Thank you, thank you very much," said Sherlock with a decent Elvis impression.

With their gratitude out of the way they started to eat. Henry checked the store and grabbed hiimself an purple energy drink. and then proceeded to grab some chips, a donut and several more bags of dried fruit and nuts. He brought them over to where the birds were and started eating. He was halfway through his donut and energy drink when a sound of a person's voice rang through the air.

Henry's eyes looked towards the doorway and then he ran over still holding the donut and energy drink. The laughter's echoes were bouncing all over the silent world. He wasn't sure but he thought it had originated from near the center of town. He was right after all. It was a good idea to head there. Knowing there was still a ways of a walk to go he did the only thing he could think of.

"I'm Going to the Center of Town! I'll Meet You There!" he hollered through the still city block. He wasn't sure if the words would be understandable, but at least the person would know that someone else was around. He went back into the store to see that Sherlock and Watson were finished eating. He went over and grabbed a water bottle and a bag of paper birthday bowls. He opened the bag and poured the water in it. He quickly finished his food while the birds drank. He found a black fanny pack and clipped it on his waist he put a few more bags of dried fruts and nuts. and zipped it up. The birds were done after another couple minutes. The birds flew back on his shoulders and it was back out the door making his way to the center.

Moira skipped and danced around in the middle of the street, gracefully dodging frozen vehicles and people, waving her cigarette in the air as if it was some magic wand. She smiled to the sky and began slowing down, coming to a stop in front of a blue sedan with a mother yelling back at two young boys fighting over an action figure. Stopping to observe the scene, Moira began to think on how this situation came to be when in the distance, she thought she heard a voice.

But...how could that be possible..?

She turned around in a circle, trying to find the direction of the voice. The words had been barely audible, and trying to decipher them was hard. Moira looked down to Mello and Marsha,
"What do you guys think that voice said? Was it..."I'm going to censor the town. I'll beat you there?" No. That doesn't sound right. Hmm...Maybe...maybe someone is coming to meet me here?"

Moira looked at the cats questioningly, but all she got as a response was Mello giving a little cry and Marsha smacking him and walking off.
Moira laughed and picked Mello up.

"Don't worry, she isn't always a b!&*#. I promise."
She cuddle and cooed the cat, giving a whistle back for Marsha, and began heading towards where she thought she heard the voice.

Taking a few steps ahead, she realized she wasn't entirely sure where it came from and stopped.
Maybe...I should call back out to them.

Moira set Mello down and thought for a second before letting her voice carry through the streets harmonically,

"You can holler, you can wail, you can swing, you can flail, you can f@%# like a broken sail. But I'll never give you up, if I ever give you up my heart will surely fail."

Henry looked up and listened as a song started to ring through the quiet streets. He was first dumbfounded by the lyrics and then chuckled. He had just stepped out of the store and started his trek when the tune began. The song disappeared back into silence and Henry was wondering what kind of person would sing a song like that in a situation like this. A smile crossed his face and he checked the map and turned left at the next street.

"You can holler, you can wail, you can swing, you can flail, you can f@%# like a broken sail" sang Sherlock
"But I'll never give you up, if I ever give you up my heart will surely fail." accompanied Watson.
".....," Henry just listened as the birds kept repeating it. Ten versus and two peanuts later the birds where quiet again. Henry was not really in a hurry even though he was excited about someone else being, ... unfrozen. Henry walked up to a few bodies and gave them a poke or blue on them to see if there was any kind of change. No matter the pressure it seemed that he couldn't put a dent in their skin. As he started to breath heavily from trying to learn something about everyone's situation he realized that he had been pushing and pulling somebody the whole time.

"I am so so sorry," It was more a reflex than anything else, but again he realized regardless they were unaffected. Catching his breath and taking a drink he started walking again. He had been three blocks away when he realized he didn't have the map anymore. He sighed in frustration as he chose to go right. He thought he remembered a right turn somewhere along the path.

"99 bottles of beer on the wall. 99 bottles of beer." Sherlock sang.
"You take one down and pass it around. 99 bottles of beer on the wall." joined Watson

"And the hits keep coming." sighed Henry.

Rubix Mello

Walking seemed to take three times as long in a still world. Though things were so very different, and it was very interesting, Rubix would not like the planet to remain like this forever. The silence kind of creeped him out and the lack of drama was dull. He wondered if this really would last forever, or if it could restart at any time soon. It was something he was planning to look into as soon as he had the chance, but first he needed to see if he really was alone...

The town centre was in view now, the crowded streets filled with hundreds of people but yet felt so deserted and dead. Rubix dodged everybody, careful not to touch them as though they were dead rotting corpses locked in place like sleeping horses. Meanwhile Jam the genderless cat clung to his jacket with ease, claws not far from sinking into Rubix's flesh. The silver haired youth found himself wandering into a store and exiting with a jar of jam and a energy drink. Feeling guilty he left a small amount of money on the counter. Even if time had stopped, things were still the same just paused...

He sipped at his can as he sat on a bench, glaring up at the frozen but multicoloured sky above. What the hell were them ribbon like things? He was sure he could remember picking up a few of his father documents as a child and seeing a diagram of strands of colours circling the planets. Rubix recalled his Father yelling and snatching them off him as soon as he saw. Could this be a link?

Rubix got up, and decided to head towards high ground where he could hopefully see all the movement in the area. It seemed like a plan until it seemed he did not have to go looking for movement. It found him. SMACK. "Yawweeeohh!" Screeched his cat Jam as it pounced from his shoulder onto the ground, hissing furiously at his "Attacker". Rubix looked up meeting eyes with a cute brunette girl with small rounded glasses. She looked well presented and intelligent; her voice was also soft like feathers....

Then suddenly his pale cheeks began to blush like a freaking anime and he stammered trying to get his worlds out.

"O..oh H..hell..llo...Hello...Um yeah...I guess not everyone’s frozen then.." He stuttered more to himself than her. He tried his best to cool his cheeks but it took quite a while before he changed back to his normal skin tone. "Yeah...I think I have seen you around school...You’re from the Torrent family right?"

Then suddenly...

Ear splitting laughter. Some one else was moving near by

"HELLO! WHERE ARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHATS HAPPENED!?" The boy called out. A unappreciated yowl from his fur ball of a cat sounded at his ankles. "Hello!...." He called once again, before falling silent, waiting hopefully for a responce. Rubix then listened more carefully. Barking. Someone had a dog and it was barking. It seemed like so far only Humans and animals that were connected could move...Someone else?

Moira's steps became more hurried as she grew more excited. There was another moving person near by. And they responded to her. She giggled at the thought as she turned left at one of the intersecting roads. Mello and Marsha sped up to follow their 'Mama', both mewing behind her, wanting for her to slow down and pay attention to them. But she was distracted; immersed in a delusional dream where she'd meet someone else like herself and they converse and figure out the mystery of time being stopped and the colorful ribbons in the sky.

Realizing that her imagination was getting ahead of her, Moira slowed her pace down a bit and listened again to see if she could hear anything.

"99 bottles of beer on the wall. 99 bottles of beer. You take one down and pass it around. 99 bottles of beer on the wall."

She stopped for a second, cocking her head to the left in curiosity.
That sounds like...birds. Parrots. Singing? Huh...

Moira stopped to pick up Mello and Marsha and than began sprinting down the road. Following the sound of the two voices, Moira picked up speed and soon found herself viewing a young boy about her age with two african greys, one on each shoulder. Stopping mid-stride, Moira set her two babies down and cupped her hands to her mouth.

"Hey you! Were you the one shouting back to me?! My name's Moira!"

She felt like she couldn't yell loud enough for him to hear her, she was so overwhelmingly excited to see another moving person.

This really isn't a dream.."

She picked the two cats back up again and began to jog towards the boy. A she did so, in the background she could hear another voice.

"HELLO! WHERE ARE YOU! DO YOU KNOW WHATS HAPPENED!? Hello!...."

Her head turned towards the sound and her excitement grew even more.
There was another person out there, moving around and talking. Looking for her.

After I meet up with this boy, we'll go find this other person next. She thought to herself as she continued towards the boy with the singing parrots.

Henry was getting a little annoyed with himself as seeing as how he was completely lost. He wasn't sure but the thought he had made five too many rights and too few lefts.

"99 bottles of beer on the wall. 99 bottles of beer." Sherlock sang.
"You take one down and pass it around. 99 bottles of beer on the wall." joined Watson

And of course the singing was not helping. Suddenly a voice came booming towards him from up ahead. The sudden burst of sound silenced the birds. Henry's first thoughts were

'Thank gawd,' He looked further trying to see someone within the crowd of unmoving people. Then a more distant yell reached his ears. The second thought was he missed her name. He turned to the birds.

"What did she say?" he asked.
"Hey you! Were you the one shouting back to me?! My name's Moira!" responded Sherlock.

Henry put the birds on somebody's shoulder and cupped his hands.

"It's nice to meet you, Moira!" he hollered. He had annoying habit of being polite regardless of the situation. "I'm Henry and I was the one that yelled earlier! Did you hear another person just now?!" He clicked his tongue and Sherlock and Watson flew over to his shoulders as started to run. "Follow," he said to the birds and they took to the air and flew over his head.

He wasn't sure what was going on, but he didn't care since there were really other people here like him.

(would have added more characters but I'm not sure if they were with Rubix or not)

Suddenly, Ralph stopped barking and all seemed silent as Ariana looked at him. “What is it, boy?” She said; her dark eyes watched him as he sniffed in the air and went around in circles. At first, she thought it was Ralph being his idiotic self before he stopped and let out a low rumbling growl and headed straight; this growl she knew specifically for Ralph. It was a growl that you shouldn’t forget the meaning of- cats.

Ariana’s thoughts rushed to her head, though, only one seemed to surface to the top; what if there was a cat that was also frozen? Would Ralph really attack a cat that wasn’t moving? Of course he would. Within a few seconds of silent thought, Ariana charged after Ralph in full speed. “Ralph! Come back here!” She yelled, her mouth suddenly becoming parched.

Despite Ariana’s calls, Ralph did not cease his rambunctious running and growling; or, until Airana caught him. Her hands barely grabbed onto his tail, causing Ralph to let out a loud, high pitched yelp. She could feel her anger rise up in her as she pulled the dog near her and grabbed onto his collar; Ralph knowing that he was going to get disciplined harshly.

“You damned dog!” Ariana growled, already knowing what she was about to yell next. “You’re lucky I ca-“
The sound of yelling in the distance caught her ears, yet her grip on the now whining and jerking Ralph would not loosen. “People…?” She whispered, now standing up and nearly dragging Ralph up along with her. Excitement filled Ariana’s lungs before she nearly jumped in joy; just now remembering she has a dog in her hands.

“Listen up pooch,” She began; looking down at him with beady eyes. “No more running off, got it?” Ralph looked at her in an apologetic way and when she released him, he ran behind her, as if he was saying, ‘You go first from now on.’, and so, she did.

“Hello!?” She screamed back, walking quicker than before as she neared more and more figures standing, yet not moving. Ariana looked around, at all the faces as she heard more voices a head of her. As she neared the voices, she could pick out a few moving bodies; two; three; or was it four?

“Hello!” She repeated, now able to see a white haired boy, an angelic looking girl and two others whom she couldn’t yet see, but hopefully thought was there and not more frozen people; and then, cats. Ariana turned towards Ralph, who was eying the cat who had curled up at the bottom of the boy’s ankles. “Ralph…” Ariana’s voice was harsh, but reassuring as Ralph looked at her once more.

“Heal.” Ariana looked back up and raised her hand, with a slight smile and a sigh of relief; she spoke once more, “Hi! Thank God I’m not the only one.”

(I believe everyone is either with, or near Rubix and Casio. ^^ or at least I hope. ^^; )

(Buuuhhh I'm going to have to post. Tiny post then I'll wait for LostSoul to post.)

Rubix Mello
There was no reply to his screams, but he was certain the person who the laugh belonged to must have heard him. Maybe they just didn’t want to socialize. Which in Rubix’s opioion was kind of strange?

"Hello!?"

A beautifully unique looking red haired girl came into view with a large drooling dog following at her ankles. The white haired youth kind of wanted to laugh at the sight of the pair, but the fact that the animal and its master had such a bond made it more applaud worthy than laughable. "Hello there," He said, trying to keep his voice calm, even though that was his natural tone anyway. At least she didn’t pounce into him like the glasses girl did. "Yeah, I sure do know the feeling..."

The girl warned her dog away from Jam. Like it matter anyway, the feline had other plans. It wandered up to the large sob-a-dob and began nudging at its paws with his snout and whiskers. “Jam! I’m sure he doesn’t want to play...why can’t you just act like your bloody suppose to!”

(Im sooo sorry guys that I haven't posted it got crazy and I ended up at a funeral this week, Im gonna try to catch up thank you guys for being so patient and not totally blowing up the rolplay with posts)

Casio smiled, "Yes my names Casio" it was then her eyes went wide at the sound of a creepy laugh. It was a little unsettling for her but then she heard voices yelling that they were coming. An excited and relieved expression crossed her face at the fact there were other's like she and Rubix, Casio was beginning to think that perhaps she and he were the only ones the sound of foot steps padding up to the pair said other wise.

A red haired girl came around the corner with a rather large dog at her side, this made Casio swallow her father had never allowed her around dogs saying there were too "dangerous" an animal to keep. Knack sat up on his back legs slightly with a curious tilt of his head at the large drooling thing that had just rounded the corner.

"It's good to see other people" Casio breathed a sigh as the girl healed the dog next to her. She couldn't help but internally chuckle at Rubix's feline companion's show of no fear as the cat actually tried to play with the dog. "Your cat seems to like dogs, Rubix" she said with a smile.

Henry stopped as Moira stood before him. She was interesting looking. She had a exotic aura that was new to him, but then again Henry was not really a people person. He had helped at the animal clinic a lot of the time, so didn't see many young women his own age. She looked about the same age as him, but he had heard that girls mature faster than boys. He smiled as he saw the cats.

"Either you are Moira, or there are a lot of people running around the streets at the moment." After saying that he stepped closer. "What are their names?" he said. He heard flapping as Sherlock and Watson landed on his shoulders. They knew the risk of cats but they weren't scared of them either, having been surrounded by numerous cats and other animals that wish to bop them with their paws.

"Is it bad luck if a black cat follows you?" asked Sherlock.
"That depends on whether you're a man or a mouse." replied Watson.

"If a cat is a flabby tabby, then what is a very small cat?" asked Watson
"An itty bitty kitty." answered Sherlock.

Henry offered the back of his hands to be smelt so that the cats wouldn't get nervous.
"These two are Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson," he shifted his shoulders accordingly to show which was which. He stood up as he suddenly remembered about the other voice. "Oh geez, what about that other voice? It sounded like it came from where you were. Let's get back there and find the person."

((Dude, foreal, my job wants to like...consume my soul. It's great for money, not so much for sleep or socializing or writing...blehh. I sowwies. v.v))

Moira's breath got caught in her throat for a split second as she finally came up to the young man she'd been hollering back and forth with. He looked at her questionably for a second before looking down and smiling at her babies.

"Either you are Moira, or there are a lot of people running around the streets at the moment."
"What are their names?"

Moira grinned as she squatted down, pushing her babes closer to Henry.

"Their names are Mello and Marsha. Marsha's the unlucky, b!tchy black one while Mello is the mischievous but sweet white one."
She gave her two babes kisses before letting Henry pet them.
Swiping a piece of hair behind her left ear, she looked up to Henry and smiled.
"And to answer your other question, yes, I'm Moira. Moira Noridan. Definitely gotta say you don't look how I pictured you to look. You're very....ordinary. But...at the same time, you have a completely different feel to you. Your features, your eyes mostly-very charming and mysterious."

Moira wiped her hands on her pants and stood, giving a quick look around behind her.
Turning her attention back to Henry, she nodded as he stated the bird's names.
"Sherlock and Watson, eh....Cute." She grinned, but he grin was cut short.
"Oh geez, what about that other voice? It sounded like it came from where you were. Let's get back there and find the person."

"Oh sh!t! You're right!" Moira quickly grabbed up Mello and Marsha and looked back to Henry, holding out her hand.
"Think you can keep up with a few cool cats like us?" She grinned at him, ready to run again towards the other voice they had heard.

Henry knew he was fairly ordinary, he decided to think of as a mysterious charm. Sadly though he didn't get any chances to try it out. That was why Henry was lucky he was looking down at the cats hen complimented him because he was sure he had shocked expression and possibly had big stupid grin on his face.

"Only one way to find out, miss cool cat." And with a grin he seized Moira's hand pulled her forward. "Let's go find some people." He ran and his birds flew above them as they made their way back from where Moira had come from.

Moira's grin grew into a large smile as Henry took her hand and began running towards the other voices. His birds flying over head and Mello and Marsha tightly gripping onto her, Moira felt very at ease; like she was where she was supposed to be.

Like anyone could be at ease with this situation...but this...is nice.

She gripped on tightly to Henry's hand as they raced down the street.

"You know Henry, I might just have to designate you as my official 'Apocalypse' buddy. You definitely seem to be handling this all pretty well!"
She said loud enough so he could hear and understand as they continued running.

Henry could hear Sherlock and Watson doing the theme song Chariots of Fire as Moira and Henry ran.
'Smart asses,' he thought to himself.

Henry smiled back at Moira and chuckled at the chance of having such a title.
"That sounds very nice," he responded back equally loud," but I suppose before you give me such a prestigious position, you should see all the candidates, seeing as its not just you and me." He smirked in a mischievous way. He was impressed that she was keeping up, Henry was used to playing with dogs and other animals so he was used to running around. Henry slightly flushed as he realized he was thinking of checking out her body to see how her body looked.

He faced forward to hide his face as he calmed down.

"Well it just doesn't make sense to be worrying about everything. We need to keep pushing forward, right Moira? he turned back smiling and his mind calm once again.

He started to slow down as he approached the street he thought Moira had appeared on.

"Was this where you were when you heard the voice?" Henry asked as he came to a stop and Sherlock and Watson landed on his shoulders again.

(Its alright. Schools been snapping at my ankles too. -.-)
Rubix Mello

"Your cat seems to like dogs, Rubix"

At the sound of such a comment from Casio, the boy raised a silver eyebrow. "No, Jam is just stupid..." Rubix said in a very cold but somewhat amused tone. He watched as the feline continued to nuzzle the dog, who at first seemed rather displeased and aggressive towards the creature, before suddenly he recoiled whining loudly. "Oh don't you worry about that thing boy, feel free to chomp of its head, I don’t think it would notice it’s just that dopey..." He said, directed at the dog of course.

As the canine began wandering elsewhere, Jam just sat a few meters away from him, making yowling noises that were suppose to resemble meows repeatedly. Rubix ignored the 'genderless' creatures sounds, and contuined his convosation. "My names Rubix Mello, of course Casio here," He wandered a hand in the naive girls direction, somewhat semi introducing her. He wondered if it was rude to do such a thing or not. Well it was too late now, but he hoped she did not view him as a attention scooping dick. "-Already knew that. It’s nice to meet you both, and yeah your right, its great knowing your not alone here. By the way Ariana, that laughter a moment ago didn’t belong to you did it? Do you know who it was?..."

The youth sighed, looking towards the colourful sky above. What do I do now? I have people? Do we look for information? But where? And what can bunch of normal kids like us do...?

The answer was. Nothing. They were the most useless peices of crap. They could not change anything. In fact, he was sure nobody even had a clue what was going on.

He was starting to reconsider his theory of being chosen.

(I think we should really get this RP started up now :3)

Rubix Mello

The silver haired boy listened to Ariana's idea with a thought full expression. "Another dimension eh? But this is exactly the same as before just completely frozen? Unless it’s a parallel dimension...Being honest your theory is a little unrealistic, but interesting and a theory none the less." He paused smiling softly, he was glad someone else was thinking the situation through. "I wondered if everyone who could move were kind of selected, like if it was genetic or something to do with your blood type or IQ level...But I now think it’s just random, but I guess we will find out when we find more people..." Rubix explained. "When I first realized time had stopped, I just woke up after a nap, looked outside and there were them lights...What are they anyway?...They look like strands or Ribbons..."

Rubix blinked sharply a few times at Casio’s response to herself suggesting something. He didn’t understand, she acted like she was not entitled to words. "Why should you have not have said anything? I don’t understand it was a perfect idea and it’s what we will do..." He explained in a quiet gentle voice, a soft smile growing on his lips which was directed at her. The brunette girl then shuffled closer towards him, kind of like a child did when they were afraid. Rubix couldn’t help but laugh lightly, but it felt nice feeling like he was protecting someone.

"Shall we do that then? Shall we keep calling out till someone comes?"

Moira nodded as she looked around.

Henry cupped his hands and shouted out
"If you can hear me! head to the center! We'll meet you there!" With that said and done he took a deep breath trying to catch it. And then once more he started running letting Moira give him directions seeing as she had been closer.

Each time they had made a new block Henry shouted out the name and kept running.

"Geneva Avenue!"

"Boxlen Boulevard!"

"Jackson Street!"