[this intro is so late it's almost on time]

[interminateable]

[SUDDENLY, a 10-year-old kid is next to you, interrupting whatever you are doing!]

Hey, what day is it? And what year?

((SO NERVOUS that means SUPER SLOW
will be continuing sporadically but constantly through the week~))

Comments

[adelicatebloom]

...um, it's September 29th, 2009.

[interminateable]

Two thousand nine? Seriously?

[adelicatebloom]

What year is it where you come from?

[interminateable]

Nineteen ninety-five, last I checked.

[esp_not_pms]

[It's cool, I was just reading]

...September 29th, 2009. Why do you ask?

[interminateable]

Well, 'cause this doesn't look like anything I know. And I'm not just talking about the creepy stuff I saw in the woods.

[esp_not_pms]

That's probably because you're stuck in a summer camp full of zombies. What else is different?

[interminateable]

People. Like their clothes; it's definitely different.

1/2

[grown_a_bulge]

Piss o--

[grown_a_bulge]

John Connor!

[interminateable]

[BACK UP BACK UP BACK UP]

Who the hell are you?

[grown_a_bulge]

Name's Spike, big fan of your big buddy. Did you know he's governing California?

[alwaysuserubber]

Friday! Ah, no, Monday?

[interminateable]

So, Monday, then?

[alwaysuserubber]

Dunno!

[interminateable]

That's okay. Guess it means you don't worry about the days, huh?

[is_my_copilot]

. . . September 29, 2009 A.D. Though that's probably not what you were expecting to hear.

[interminateable]

Actually, I was.

[is_my_copilot]

That's unusual. Most of the time, new kids are at least offset on the day, if not the month, or even the year.

[interminateable]

I mean, I knew it wasn't the same year anymore, I just didn't know how far I went.

So does the whole time travel thing happen a lot?