03-28-2015, 09:35 PM
After a bit of jubilation, Sylvia called the group to attention.
“Alright, we could celebrate when we have some work done! Back to it!” She yelled out to the crowd, who gently lower Guu back to the ground and swiftly got back to carrying boxes and packages to the pile.
The pink haired one stepped up to her and tugged at the pant of her jeans to get her attention.
“So what is going on here anyways?” She asked and that dull voice of her’s.
“Considering the adults took with them the main source of income,” she started, “it’ll probably be a while before we can have food flowing back in like it was. So we’re making sure everything with a shelf life is accounted for and rationed.”
The three-foot girl just continued to look up at her. She was puzzled at that glare was for, until it suddenly came to her.
“Oh, right.” She said.
She whipped out her dataverse device and tapped through it. After a few minutes, she handed the device to Guu; an e-mail displayed on the screen.
“Yeah, the adults all left for Camelot.” She began, almost matter of factly. “However, we can’t go back. I mean, you think someone like me could go back to wearing a corset?”
She sighed heavily.
“No, I can’t. And they wouldn’t accept us the way we are now. So time to store up, and try to figure things out I guess.”
Hours passed as the teens all walked to and from each of the houses. As time went by, they eventually spread out to get to the homes that were further out, some of them taking 20-30 minutes to come back. Guu attempted to pitch in somehow, but one of the teens stepped in, telling her to rest. So she stuck close to Sylvia who was keeping things organized, writing things down on a clip pad.
Around noon, Sylvia called for attention.
“Let’s take a few hours break.”
Slowly, the group all sat down in a circle and whipped out their dataverse devices. As people came back from the further out houses, they eventually joined in the circle too. In the middle, one of the teens had procured a giant cauldron where she was boiling up a few gallons of water for a crap ton of Top Ramen. But considering gallons of water takes a while to boil, everyone started chatting amongst each other to distract themselves from their own hunger.
Guu kind of kept to herself, choosing to listen instead of joining in the conversation. The anime they were talking about did greatly interest her, though.
As soon as all the teens had gotten back and joined the circle, Sylvia called out to the group.
“May I have your attention please!” She yelled out. “We are no longer the Langweilig, we are a different beast entirely. So considering we are all here, I think now is a good time to think up a new name for our town.”
Murmurs broke out through out the group.
“Any suggestions?”
Suddenly, names start getting thrown out: “Dataverse Town,” “Guuton,” and “Memeville” to name a few. Each one was followed by equal amounts of cheers and disapproving grunts.
Suddenly, Guu had an idea. She stood up, causing everyone to go quiet and look up at her. She cleared her throat and after a few seconds of tension building silence, she said:
“Ambrosia”
Silence hung heavy in the area. The teens each looked at each other. Sylvia, happy that this is the first serious name to pop up (and surprised it would come from a known troll), jumped in.
“All in favor of Ambrosia, raise your hands.”
A third of the group immediately jolted their hands up, most of the rest raised them after making a “why not” gesture.
“Then that’s settled I guess. Good bye Langweilig, hello Ambrosia!” She said out loud.
Some of the teens cheer while others just kind of didn’t care.
Suddenly, the lady preparing the food started handing out bowls of ramen. In the excitement, no one noticed that lunch was ready. Eventually, everyone had a bowl and was happily chowing down while chatting it up with whomever was nearby.
Guu just kind of played with her food. She had a slight chuckle to herself. These teens may never get the joke, even if they looked the word up, but even so, it was damn funny to her.
“Alright, we could celebrate when we have some work done! Back to it!” She yelled out to the crowd, who gently lower Guu back to the ground and swiftly got back to carrying boxes and packages to the pile.
The pink haired one stepped up to her and tugged at the pant of her jeans to get her attention.
“So what is going on here anyways?” She asked and that dull voice of her’s.
“Considering the adults took with them the main source of income,” she started, “it’ll probably be a while before we can have food flowing back in like it was. So we’re making sure everything with a shelf life is accounted for and rationed.”
The three-foot girl just continued to look up at her. She was puzzled at that glare was for, until it suddenly came to her.
“Oh, right.” She said.
She whipped out her dataverse device and tapped through it. After a few minutes, she handed the device to Guu; an e-mail displayed on the screen.
Quote:E-mail to Langweilig citizens.
“Yeah, the adults all left for Camelot.” She began, almost matter of factly. “However, we can’t go back. I mean, you think someone like me could go back to wearing a corset?”
She sighed heavily.
“No, I can’t. And they wouldn’t accept us the way we are now. So time to store up, and try to figure things out I guess.”
Hours passed as the teens all walked to and from each of the houses. As time went by, they eventually spread out to get to the homes that were further out, some of them taking 20-30 minutes to come back. Guu attempted to pitch in somehow, but one of the teens stepped in, telling her to rest. So she stuck close to Sylvia who was keeping things organized, writing things down on a clip pad.
Around noon, Sylvia called for attention.
“Let’s take a few hours break.”
Slowly, the group all sat down in a circle and whipped out their dataverse devices. As people came back from the further out houses, they eventually joined in the circle too. In the middle, one of the teens had procured a giant cauldron where she was boiling up a few gallons of water for a crap ton of Top Ramen. But considering gallons of water takes a while to boil, everyone started chatting amongst each other to distract themselves from their own hunger.
Guu kind of kept to herself, choosing to listen instead of joining in the conversation. The anime they were talking about did greatly interest her, though.
As soon as all the teens had gotten back and joined the circle, Sylvia called out to the group.
“May I have your attention please!” She yelled out. “We are no longer the Langweilig, we are a different beast entirely. So considering we are all here, I think now is a good time to think up a new name for our town.”
Murmurs broke out through out the group.
“Any suggestions?”
Suddenly, names start getting thrown out: “Dataverse Town,” “Guuton,” and “Memeville” to name a few. Each one was followed by equal amounts of cheers and disapproving grunts.
Suddenly, Guu had an idea. She stood up, causing everyone to go quiet and look up at her. She cleared her throat and after a few seconds of tension building silence, she said:
“Ambrosia”
Silence hung heavy in the area. The teens each looked at each other. Sylvia, happy that this is the first serious name to pop up (and surprised it would come from a known troll), jumped in.
“All in favor of Ambrosia, raise your hands.”
A third of the group immediately jolted their hands up, most of the rest raised them after making a “why not” gesture.
“Then that’s settled I guess. Good bye Langweilig, hello Ambrosia!” She said out loud.
Some of the teens cheer while others just kind of didn’t care.
Suddenly, the lady preparing the food started handing out bowls of ramen. In the excitement, no one noticed that lunch was ready. Eventually, everyone had a bowl and was happily chowing down while chatting it up with whomever was nearby.
Guu just kind of played with her food. She had a slight chuckle to herself. These teens may never get the joke, even if they looked the word up, but even so, it was damn funny to her.
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