Nalitie: *messing with the tech in her VR room*
Sam: *walks in* Whatcha doin?
Nalitie: Could you hand me that wrench?
Sam: *hands it to her*
Nalitie: Great! *finishes* There. I was working on the intercom system. You know how I always sit on the button? Well now, I've soundproofed it and made an artificial Fourth Wall! All I can do is alter your world and watch you in your unnatural environments. And now you can't really mess with me or leave the house, either. It makes it all a lot safer--we don't want you to wander into the streets or anything.
Sam: Cool. I guess.
Nalitie: So... Wanna try it? I mean, the Voltas and Tartines have offered to be test dummies, but... if you wanna join them....?
Sam: I'll do that.
Nalitie: Great! Oh, I also upped the power-strippers! Remember that Lost Timeline 2.0? It's like that.
Sam: Uhm.... Okay.
Nalitie: Also, my exchange student is back! He and his associates are gonna help with the situations.
Sam: Okay then.
Nalitie: *grins* I trust them completely with my VR room! *looks at Sam with a serious look* Is that bad?
Sam: No...? I'm gonna... *backs away*
Nalitie: And now.... *presses button*
*things change and now they're in the Voltas' new(ish but not really) house*
Shay: *confused* Why would she send us back here?
Sam: *shrugs*
*knockity knock at the door*
Sam: Can I answer it?
Hope: Go ahead.
Sam: *does that*
Box: *is there on the doorstep, wrapped in pretty paper*
Sam: *cautiously leans over and unwraps it*
Boxy: *explodes in a haze of noxious gases*
Sam: *coughing and stumbling around*
Everyone else: *pass(es?) out*
Sam: *passes out as well, but suddenly wakes up as soon as the gas clears because.... Uhm... Time Lord things*
A few random people like Dave and a few reprogrammed Hexipals and Diamond Droogs: *dragging the people every which way and shoving them into separate boxes*
Sam: *starts freaking out and struggling against whatever is dragging her* LET GO OF ME!!!! *releases herself from its grip*
Dave: *re-grabs her* *whispers* they're making me do--I mean... Sorry, artificial fourth-wall is in the way of me finishing that sentence.
Sam: *gets out of his grip again* You'll have to try harder than that.
Nalitie: *pushes a button on the other side of the artificial wall* *more noxious gasses fill the room, this time at triple strength*
Sam: *puts on gas mask she had in pocket*
Carlotta: *appears out of nowhere* *whacks Sam on the head with a frying pan at the strength of a professional baseball player several times*
Sam: *stumbles a little bit but doesn't pass out* HAHA!
*a few Gorfs appear as well*
Sam: You know.... I don't have any powers so.... Like.... Rope is a thing, ya know.
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