"We're Moby and Telly." said the two, answering my thoughts.
So that settled who I was stuck with, but would it make much of a difference? If only some enlightenment would be laid upon my dazed, confused, and blurrer-by-the-minute mind.
"Let me set some things straight for you," Telly said. "This world is known as Blogspot. Every-"
"What spot?"
"BLOG-spot. Now, like I was saying, everyone here once belonged to the real world. Nobody knows for sure how many people have been brought to Blogspot so far, and for what purpose."
"WHAT?! How then am I supposed to go back home?"
She shrugged. "I can't be totally sure, but it's something to do with defeating the purpose of us being here."
Oh-kayyy...but still something seemed amiss. "How about Toby and Melly, then? Why do you hate them so much? And what was that light just now?"
"They belong to a group known as the Antagonists." said Moby. "Every being here has an Antagonist, who'll do whatever it takes to keep you here as long as possible. The moment you manage to leave Blogspot, they stop being real."
"And as for the light, we only know that it's dangerous...it comes around once every while, and you'd best run away when it does."
I drew in a deep breath, trying to let that all sink in. "So, what next?"
Monday, October 25, 2004
Chapter 3: "Lights"
How do you spell that word starting with "di" and ending with "ma" again? You know, the one with a "le" sandwiched between? Now I had two choose between two weirdos and two...um, weirdies.
"And you would be...?" I stared at Melly Number Two.
"Telly."
Right. Toby and Melly and Moby and Telly. It was as though some dumbo with a twisted sense of humour was plotting this entire scenario in the bathroom or something.
"Uh...do you both sort of, hate those two?"
Moby was just about to reply when a ear-piercing screech jolted everyone. I looked at where the sound came from, and something unusual was going on. A tiny speck of greyish light flickered at the very edge of the black landscape. Pretty soon that tiny speck was tiny no more, and it was gradually turning a lighter shade of grey.
"Run!" Melly and Telly both shouted in unison, each grabbing an arm of mine. Both girls glared at one another, tugging even harder at me. Let's just say it was a thoroughly enjoyable experience marred only by the sensation of being ripped in half.
"Stop it, Melly!" yelled Toby. "It's pointless if he doesn't come by his own free will. Let's go!"
At that point, the flicker of light grew astonishingly fast to the point of blinding me. I winced, closing my eyes instinctively. Then came a period when I completely lost all semblance of time...it might have ranged anywhere from a split second to an eternity. I had no idea.
"Ahhh...my eyes..." I finally reopened them, being greeted by the sight of a pimply-faced boy and a pony-tailed girl. This time around, I could actually see them, not just by imagination. But were they Toby and Melly, or Moby and Telly?
"And you would be...?" I stared at Melly Number Two.
"Telly."
Right. Toby and Melly and Moby and Telly. It was as though some dumbo with a twisted sense of humour was plotting this entire scenario in the bathroom or something.
"Uh...do you both sort of, hate those two?"
Moby was just about to reply when a ear-piercing screech jolted everyone. I looked at where the sound came from, and something unusual was going on. A tiny speck of greyish light flickered at the very edge of the black landscape. Pretty soon that tiny speck was tiny no more, and it was gradually turning a lighter shade of grey.
"Run!" Melly and Telly both shouted in unison, each grabbing an arm of mine. Both girls glared at one another, tugging even harder at me. Let's just say it was a thoroughly enjoyable experience marred only by the sensation of being ripped in half.
"Stop it, Melly!" yelled Toby. "It's pointless if he doesn't come by his own free will. Let's go!"
At that point, the flicker of light grew astonishingly fast to the point of blinding me. I winced, closing my eyes instinctively. Then came a period when I completely lost all semblance of time...it might have ranged anywhere from a split second to an eternity. I had no idea.
"Ahhh...my eyes..." I finally reopened them, being greeted by the sight of a pimply-faced boy and a pony-tailed girl. This time around, I could actually see them, not just by imagination. But were they Toby and Melly, or Moby and Telly?
Friday, October 22, 2004
Chapter 2: "Confusion"
"Hello?" I spoke somewhat to nobody. "But can someone please de-confuse me here?"
"Well, we would have, if somebody didn't take their own sweet time arriving!" snapped Melly.
Arriving? Where had I arrived at?
"Ahem." Toby cleared his throat. "I can't tell you where you are or who we are for certain reasons...you'll just have to follow us for now."
All right, so that didn't sound convincing in the least bit.
Out of the blue, I visualised another boy and girl behind me. I turned around, and surprise, surprise! Two exact replicas of Toby and Melly stood there.
"Moby!" cried out Toby. "What are you doing here?"
"They found us!" Melly shrieked. "Hurry, let's run!"
She grabbed my arm while attempting to flee, but the Melly look-alike had her fingers wrapped around my other arm.
"Do not listen to them," said Melly Number Two slowly but deliberately. "Or else you shall never know any other home but this world."
"Well, we would have, if somebody didn't take their own sweet time arriving!" snapped Melly.
Arriving? Where had I arrived at?
"Ahem." Toby cleared his throat. "I can't tell you where you are or who we are for certain reasons...you'll just have to follow us for now."
All right, so that didn't sound convincing in the least bit.
Out of the blue, I visualised another boy and girl behind me. I turned around, and surprise, surprise! Two exact replicas of Toby and Melly stood there.
"Moby!" cried out Toby. "What are you doing here?"
"They found us!" Melly shrieked. "Hurry, let's run!"
She grabbed my arm while attempting to flee, but the Melly look-alike had her fingers wrapped around my other arm.
"Do not listen to them," said Melly Number Two slowly but deliberately. "Or else you shall never know any other home but this world."
Thursday, October 21, 2004
Chapter 1: "Lost"
Swoosh! On some mornings it happens, on some it just never comes. I sprang up from my bed without any need of those annoying tick-tock-tick-tock-ring thingys, as though there was something important going on today.
"Owww..." It felt as though I'd had a sack of potatoes on my forehead the whole night through. Pardon the fancy metaphors, but I wasn't exactly the sort to call a headache a headache. However, getting back to the matter at hand, there was this evil troll drumming incessantly within my skull, signalling the arrival of the God Of Headache. Or so I sometimes liked to believe.
Well, perhaps it would go away later. And the best way to get through pain is...to sleep through it. Praising myself for such high-level intelligence, I sank back into the comfort of my soft, soft pillow. Ahh...begone, you evil troll of Evilness!
"Quiet, he's arriving soon."
"Well, it's about time...another minute more and I'd have grown a beard."
You know those moments when you're supposed to be sleeping, but you're not, and you hear people talking about someone you presume to be yourself? Well, this was one of it. The voices which sounded totally unfamiliar, belonged to a male and a female apparently in their teens.
Bit by bit I opened my eyes, hoping to quench my stirred-up curiousity. Black. Black. Black. Now this was weird, in the truest sense of the word. I was absolutely positive that my eyes were wide open, but it was as though they were still shut.
"Hullo!" A pimply-faced boy popped out before me. No, wait a minute...I couldn't really see him, just sort of imagine him. It was as though I was seeing him with just my mind's eye.
"You may call me Toby," he grinned widely. "And she is Melly."
Something stirred in my head, and I could somehow make out the features of a pony-tailed girl smiling at me, albeit forcefully.
Could this whole scenario actually be a bizarre dream I would wake up from, and relate in humour? There I was, nothing but a black void stretching out before me, with these two strangers who weren't there yet I could see and hear.
"Owww..." It felt as though I'd had a sack of potatoes on my forehead the whole night through. Pardon the fancy metaphors, but I wasn't exactly the sort to call a headache a headache. However, getting back to the matter at hand, there was this evil troll drumming incessantly within my skull, signalling the arrival of the God Of Headache. Or so I sometimes liked to believe.
Well, perhaps it would go away later. And the best way to get through pain is...to sleep through it. Praising myself for such high-level intelligence, I sank back into the comfort of my soft, soft pillow. Ahh...begone, you evil troll of Evilness!
"Quiet, he's arriving soon."
"Well, it's about time...another minute more and I'd have grown a beard."
You know those moments when you're supposed to be sleeping, but you're not, and you hear people talking about someone you presume to be yourself? Well, this was one of it. The voices which sounded totally unfamiliar, belonged to a male and a female apparently in their teens.
Bit by bit I opened my eyes, hoping to quench my stirred-up curiousity. Black. Black. Black. Now this was weird, in the truest sense of the word. I was absolutely positive that my eyes were wide open, but it was as though they were still shut.
"Hullo!" A pimply-faced boy popped out before me. No, wait a minute...I couldn't really see him, just sort of imagine him. It was as though I was seeing him with just my mind's eye.
"You may call me Toby," he grinned widely. "And she is Melly."
Something stirred in my head, and I could somehow make out the features of a pony-tailed girl smiling at me, albeit forcefully.
Could this whole scenario actually be a bizarre dream I would wake up from, and relate in humour? There I was, nothing but a black void stretching out before me, with these two strangers who weren't there yet I could see and hear.
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