let the good times roll; ♥ [1/?]
Pairing(s): mainly Jongyu, with a side of Minkeeeeey! 8D
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Warnings: Cursing, weirdness, a plot that's completely twisted and awkward, giving SHINee jobs, at the maaaaall, and yeah.
a/n: THIS WHOLE STORY IS FOR YOU GWYNNIE! ♥ This first chapter is short on purpose, I promise. It's just to give everyone something to ponder over. While I work on chapter two. xD I hope you like it, hon. :3
Capitulo.Uno.
Lights blinked and the gears hummed low and smooth as the machine hovered for a moment, before gracefully settling itself into the grassy field. The boy-well, for all intents and purposes he was created as a male- flipped a switch and the long, thin metal tubes connecting to his chest released with a hiss and retracted back into the roof.
He stood and peered out through the main window and took in the barren field around him, and he tapped the glass twice before it rippled, and essentially, the ship was cloaked.
Can’t be too safe in a new neighborhood.
Stepping away from his seat, he made his way toward a shimmering door not even blinking when it automatically slid open to reveal, a long row of silver, seam and zipper less jump suits on hangers. Reaching forward, he plucked on from the hangers, and took a few steps to the side where a body length mirror was suspended. It didn’t take much, or even that long for the boy to change; press the suit to his body, and let it attach and mold around him.
The process only took a mere fifteen seconds, before a semblance of a human was created. The boy tilted his head, fingering the new blonde fringe, fingertips trailing over high cheek bones and a smooth jaw. The body was bare, but well toned and fit. The boy nodded once in approval, and then turned on his heel, walking back to the main control panel. He pulled up a few windows, and another thin metal tube slithered from the ceiling, and attached itself to the base of the boy’s skull. Language was the first on his agenda. “Languages properly installed.” The female computerized voice filtered throughout the cabin. “Name?” The boy scanned through the list of names that flashed across that screen at an almost impossible speed. “Kim Jonghyun.” His voice came out in a purr.
Rating: PG-13 (for now)
Warnings: Cursing, weirdness, a plot that's completely twisted and awkward, giving SHINee jobs, at the maaaaall, and yeah.
a/n: THIS WHOLE STORY IS FOR YOU GWYNNIE! ♥ This first chapter is short on purpose, I promise. It's just to give everyone something to ponder over. While I work on chapter two. xD I hope you like it, hon. :3
Capitulo.Uno.
Lights blinked and the gears hummed low and smooth as the machine hovered for a moment, before gracefully settling itself into the grassy field. The boy-well, for all intents and purposes he was created as a male- flipped a switch and the long, thin metal tubes connecting to his chest released with a hiss and retracted back into the roof.
He stood and peered out through the main window and took in the barren field around him, and he tapped the glass twice before it rippled, and essentially, the ship was cloaked.
Can’t be too safe in a new neighborhood.
Stepping away from his seat, he made his way toward a shimmering door not even blinking when it automatically slid open to reveal, a long row of silver, seam and zipper less jump suits on hangers. Reaching forward, he plucked on from the hangers, and took a few steps to the side where a body length mirror was suspended. It didn’t take much, or even that long for the boy to change; press the suit to his body, and let it attach and mold around him.
The process only took a mere fifteen seconds, before a semblance of a human was created. The boy tilted his head, fingering the new blonde fringe, fingertips trailing over high cheek bones and a smooth jaw. The body was bare, but well toned and fit. The boy nodded once in approval, and then turned on his heel, walking back to the main control panel. He pulled up a few windows, and another thin metal tube slithered from the ceiling, and attached itself to the base of the boy’s skull. Language was the first on his agenda. “Languages properly installed.” The female computerized voice filtered throughout the cabin. “Name?” The boy scanned through the list of names that flashed across that screen at an almost impossible speed. “Kim Jonghyun.” His voice came out in a purr.