I12DT: Black and White

by **Narrator** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:02 am

It was late at night in the common room when a puddle of black oozed along the floor. It stopped in front of the television someone had left on. On screen, a poorly acted teenage drama was playing.

Slowly the puddle began to form into a one of the girls on screen. It seemed the thing could only manage black and lighter shades of black though so she looked a bit strange, like an ink drawing come to life.

by **Christine Bowen** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:30 am

Christie wandered into the common room, holding a large bowl of popcorn. "Hey." she said "Whats up?"

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:36 am

The girl turned suddenly, looking surprised and defensive, "...Up? A direction towards an elevated position."

by **Nash Riley** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:37 am

Nash walked into the common room and saw Christine and the other girl.

Nash didn't recognize her, and she did look a bit odd to him, but at this point he just assumed she was someone new.

by **Christine Bowen** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:39 am

"I was just saying 'hi'" Christie said, well used to weirdness "I'm Christie. Are you new here?"

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:42 am

The girl watched Nash suspiciously, "No. I have always been here. I belong here and you should not question that any further."

She was obviously a pro at lying.

by **Nash Riley** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:44 am

"What?" Nash said as he walked closer to the two.

by **Christine Bowen** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:45 am

"Ok, seriously, who are you." Christie said.

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:50 am

"I do not have to answer you," the girl says, nervously backing away, "You are not my Mistress. You can not force me to do anything. Neither of you can."

She actually sounded fairly uncertain about this.

by **Nash Riley** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 1:57 am

Nash looked over to Christie. "Okay, this is getting weird."

by **Christine Bowen** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 2:09 am

"Wait...." Christie said, this was sounding familiar "Are you Onyx?"

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 2:12 am

"Who is Onyx? My name is Emily Thorpe," the girl explains, "I am new to this school. I've met some of my wealthy neighbors, made a few new friends and I seemingly blend into the town."

Now she was obviously reading off the summary of a show from a TV Guide sitting on the coffee table.

by **Nash Riley** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 2:16 am

Nash gave Christie another look as he walked over to look where the 'new girl' had been looking.

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 4:30 pm

The girl swung her arm and it lashed out like a whip, breaking the table where the TV guide was sitting in half. Her eyes widened.

"I am sorry," she said. "I did not mean to do that."

by **Nash Riley** » Fri Nov 08, 2013 5:41 pm

"Wha?!" Nash jumped backwards, and then took a few more steps backwards.

His eyes quickly darted back and forth from the destroyed table to the girl.

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Nov 15, 2013 1:15 am

"...I will fix that another time," Emily (?) says, "Rather, I will have one of the servants fix it."

by **Sidney Young** » Fri Nov 15, 2013 1:38 am

"Hey, what's up, mah dudes and dudettes." Sid says as she walks in from wherever the hell she had been hanging out this late. She doesn't seem too perturbed by the demolished table. "We wreckin' the furniture?" she jokes(?) and cracks her knuckles.

by **Emily Inque** » Fri Nov 15, 2013 2:05 am

"O-of course," Emily says, mistaking Sidney's enthusiasm for destroying property for normal behavior. She walks to the television and puts her hand against the screen. Her entire arm turns to a black liquid and seeps inside. It begins to spark and smoke as she steps away.

She turns back to Sidney, forcing a smile.

by **Sidney Young** » Fri Nov 15, 2013 2:11 am

"Hahaha, whoa, what the hell!" She seems amused at least.

by **Nash Riley** » Fri Nov 15, 2013 11:55 pm

"I have no idea who she is, she was in here when I came in. So far everything she has done or said has been strange."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 2:25 pm

"No, you have been the one acting suspicious," Emily accuses Nash, "Why are you so curious of a fellow student? Do you have something to hide?"

"I believe this man might have escaped from the pens and is only pretending to be a Master," Emily says. As if any of that made any sense whatsoever.

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 2:32 pm

"I think someone here read a little too much Fifty Shades of Bored Housewife."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 6:03 pm

"Yes, I have read many books."

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:24 pm

"So what's with the monochrome? You some kinda black-and-white pod-person?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:25 pm

"That is racist," Emily says.

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:34 pm

"Against whom? Pod-people?" she asks, stepping up to her to take a closer look at her. And since Sidney isn't particularly big on personal space that means she puts her nose a couple inches from the girl at best.

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:38 pm

Totally misreading the situation, Emily leans forward and attempts to kiss Sidney.

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:45 pm

Sid just kinda lets it happen, though more from surprise than anything.

"Man, I am having the gayest week."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:52 pm

Emily looks confused, "I am not sure what that means, ma'am."

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 10:55 pm

"It means bitches be crawling all over me. And they're all kinda weirdos too."

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:02 pm

"I am strange?" Emily asks. She looks down at herself , examining her hands,

"I am different. It is odd," Emily says. "I think I may be broken. Wait. No. People are not broken, yes? I do not know the right word."

"...Something is wrong."

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:07 pm

"The word you're looking for is weird. You're weird. So... did you jump out of some black and white movie? Space-radiation drained your colour? Specter from the mono-chrome dimension? Stop me when I get it right. Fell into a vat of bleach as a baby?"

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:09 pm

"I was born like this," Emily says. "My mother is black."

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:17 pm

"I really don't think this is what a mixed-race baby ends up as." she says, running a finger over Emily's arm to see if it's make-up that smears or who knows what.

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:34 pm

Emily doesn't react to Sid's touch. Sidney's fingers would encounter slight resistance, but then go right through. It felt like the girl was made of some sort of thick liquid.

"I am not talking about ethnicity," Emily says, "Her mutation made her skin black. Like a shadow."

by **Sidney Young** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:36 pm

"Huh. Check this out, guys!" She's only half listening to the girl and is busy pushing her hand into her arm and waving it around like an idiot.

by **Emily Inque** » Sat Nov 16, 2013 11:41 pm

"That tickles," Emily says nonchalantly.

by **Sidney Young** » Sun Nov 17, 2013 2:05 am

"So are you some kind of jellyfish?" she wonders, pulling her hand out again to see if anything stick to her fingers.

by **Emily Inque** » Sun Nov 17, 2013 2:15 am

There was some sort of residue and what looked like ink smudges on her hand.

"No. That would be ridiculous," Emily says. "I am just a person. Like you."

by **Sidney Young** » Sun Nov 17, 2013 2:30 am

"Well sure, you're a mutant, right? Just a really weird one." The way she keeps using it almost makes it seem like she considers 'weird' a compliment.

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