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Post by Jenesis E. on Sept 23, 2006 15:21:58 GMT -8
She sat cross legged, playing around with her wings subconsciously, paying attention to what he was saying. She knew what robots were - her parents had tried to create a few with their knowledge and such, yet the most they could do was make whatever they made go foreward and backwards. Jenesis toyed around with them daily, taking them apart and putting them together the best she could, which usually made the robot looking like scraps of metal glued together. And so, she blinked twice as a throught ran through her head. He called me a robot? Making a mental face that probably looked like this:  Eh?! Halloween was something Jenesis would love to experience - why? Because she loved candy. The sweet, small drops of strawberry, or apple, or honey - it was so good! She remembered on every Sunday, her parents would give her a piece of candy if she behaved while she was getting her regular check up. "Do you have to go through the day of Halloween, or can you get candy anyday you want?" Her voice was a curious one - she had thought up of a lot more questions from stuff at school. Like, what the hell was mascara? |
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Post by Atticus Wagner on Sept 23, 2006 18:09:37 GMT -8
"Yes... You can only get the candy like that on the day of Halloween. You're a hyper little girl, so I'd be scared to see what all of that sugar would do to your systems..." An image of the girl turning into a candy-obsessed demon went right into his mind. Randomly taking down people and ripping apart their backpacks or purses in a desperate attempt to obtain candy. Of course, the aftermath was Genesis being carried away in a white jacket with a plastic face mask. Then again, she'd probably like the padded rooms of an asylum cell. "You'll have to wait until Halloween okay? It's about a month away. If you go into most department stores, you'll find 'Halloween Specials' on generic costumes and candy, so they can be bought cheaper than normal."
Atticus was much more into the pranks than the candy. But, if he wanted some 'fun-size' candy bars (which were more like bite-size, and not at all fun...) he could just raid an apartment complex or two and come out with a decent haul. Still, it was weird to not know a person who didn't know about Halloween. "Oh... And there's carved pumpkins. You open up the top of them and scoop out all the gooey guts. Then you carve a scary face into the side and stick a candle inside the pumpkin. Then you put the top back on and set it outside. That way, when people come by, there's glowy pumpkin faces all over the place!" maybe she needed why people did this on such a day, why people celebrated Halloween by dressing up and snatching treats. Then again, Atticus didn't know. Not many people did, it was like ancient forgotten knowledge or something.
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Post by Jenesis E. on Sept 24, 2006 17:51:27 GMT -8
Dang - she could only get the sweet tasting stuff on Halloween? That did drop her spirits a little, but only a bit. "Okay..." Well then, she couldn't wait until Halloween. When he mentioned about pumpkins and about scooping out the gooey guts, her eyes were wide. "You kill Pumpkins!?" Well, of course, it was only natural that she thought a pumpkin was an animal and that she didn't even know what the heck a pumpkin was. How many pumpkins do you see in a white science lab? And when she thought a Pumpkin was an animal, she really thought a pumpkin was an animal. Questions like, why do they kill pumpkins, and why do they put candles inside a pumpkin ran through her mind. Jenesis thought a pumpkin looked something similer to a rat, so she guessed that they killed pumpkins to get rid of rodent problems.
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Post by Atticus Wagner on Sept 24, 2006 21:38:10 GMT -8
Wow... This girl was really... Inexperienced. She was really freaked out about the idea of killing pumpkins. They were an easily replenishable resource, so nobody thought much of it. Well, except the hippies. But if he said that, there'd only be more questions, about HIPPIES. He couldn't have any of that, being that hippies were an entire week worth of classes in and of themselves. But how could she be so uptight about killing a plant? Did she even know wht a pumpkin was? Thinking about that, it was actually a viable question. Her messed up parents might not have even let her have pumpkin pie. Or any pie for that matter.
"Uh... Pumpkins are a plant. As humans, we consume them for nourishment. They have a thick outer wall, of varying diameter depending on the age and growth pattern of the pumpkin. But in the end, a pumpkin is just a container of pumpkin seeds. The insides are flammable, and are really stringy with plenty of fingernail-shaped seeds. The husk can then be used however it's owner sees fit. Since the husk is roughly the shape of the human head, we carve scary faces into them on halloween. It's just something fun to do with the family. But in the dark, when people are getting candy, you can't see the faces. So, they put candles inside to make the face light up. You get it now?"
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Post by Jenesis E. on Sept 30, 2006 13:32:40 GMT -8
"....And why the heck would they want to do that[/b]?!" It just confused her even more, making questions pop in her head two at a time - why in the world would they want to carve faces in pumpkins? Why did they want to scare people with a vegitable, with food, in general? How was a vegitable with a face carved in it supposed to be scary?! Why pumpkins in the first place? Why not a celery, or cabbage? Why food?! And why did people go around saying "trick or treat" to neighbors? Why did the children get candy instead of something like socks? Who evented candy anyway?... One question lead to another, and another, and another, with each passing question getting more and more ridiculous.
What an odd world. And people say that Jenesis is the weird one...
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Post by Atticus Wagner on Sept 30, 2006 22:17:04 GMT -8
"It's tradition." Atticus shrugged. He had never really been into jack-o-lanterns himself. "People take tradition pretty seriously. I never knew why. But if there's a tradition, there's sure to be people that will do it no matter how foolish or weird it seems to people that don't practice that tradition. You could think of it as a massive habit that's spread over many people that come from a similar culture. It's kind of like why Christians pray at bedside, or how football teams have prep-talks before each game. It's a tradition, and I guess, it gives people comfort in something familiar. Something to look back on and smile about." Now he wasn't making any sense to himself. If was a pretyy complex, messed up world. That's not why he hated the world though, he just hated the people that lived in it.
"You'll learn pretty quick, that there are things that seem illogical, and things that are downright offensive. But you'll have to learn to deal with them. Because we're not the only people in this world, and on the grand scale, we don't matter so much as the next person, or dog, cat, amoeba, or even dust... It's sad, really..."
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