001 ★ Wilbur

[notatimecop]

Characters: Wilbur & YOU.
Location: The Plaza
Time: Early afternoon
Style: preferably first
Status: Open!

[...Well now. This isn't something he expected.] Mom's going to kill me. Not only am I wet, but I'm wet and lost, and the time machine's probably wet too--

[He looks around. The fairy flies around his face and he blinks, frowning as he tries

Comments

[ninthserenade]

[Wet? Check. Babbling to themselves? Double check. They must be new--Wait. Wait. Back up. Did he just...?]

...Did you say time machine?

[notatimecop]

[...Wait, was that another person?

Asking about a time machine. Time to put on his know-it-all pants.]

Yeah. Time machine. You know, go to the future and the past type of things. Seen one around here?

[Geez, does this kid ever breathe?]

Kinda important I get it back.

[ninthserenade]

[Sadly, he's pretty much glued to this time machine concept. Back to the Future, anyone?]

Uh... Not unless it's a DeLorean car with a flux capacitor in it... What's it look like?

[notatimecop]

[Well, that's cool too.]

Red. Has a big glass dome - kinda like a bubble. Ring any bells?

[countrybeloved]

['Sup, Wilbur. Have one guy sitting idly on a nearby roof.]

I'm pretty sure the more accurate term would be 'fairy'. And what's this about a time machine?

[notatimecop]

Fairy?

[He raises an eyebrow, crossing his arms and turning to the voice.] Weird name for a bug. [Yeah, he doesn't quite believe it.]

You know, time machine. Go to the future, go to the past, stuff like that. Seen one around here?

[countrybeloved]

It's not a bug. It's a type of mythical creature... though not to mythical here, I guess.

[Buh? Medieval kid here. He does not understand your newfangled technology. :|;]

I... don't think so? The future really is strange...

[notatimecop]

Mythical creature, huh?

[He turns to look at the fairy, and it dodges out of his sight. The stupid thing stays just out of his sight as he turns around in a circle, and then turns back to the other boy. Well, this was annoying.]

You haven't? Doesn't mean it isn't around here, though...just where?

[bunniesarelife]

[Here's a curious looking boy staring at you, having just caught the last part of what Wilbur said.]

Time machine? You have a time machine?

[notatimecop]

[...Too bad he thinks he's just a little boy. how wrong he is--]

Yeah. Kinda rare for them to be around, so it's not like it'd be easy to miss. [He's looking down at the boy, raising an eyebrow. What was a kid doing here?] Is your mom around, little boy? This is strictly future-business.

[Like he's not a kid himself, and...yeah, he's completely unaware that the other boy's older.]

[bunniesarelife]

My mom? Nope, she's not here.

[He's so curious about the time machine that he's not even going to bother correcting Wilbur about the "little boy" part.]

Where'd you get a time machine? Even at Ouran, I don't know anyone who has something as amazing as that!

...Eh? Future-business? Are you from the future?

[notatimecop]

She's gotta be here. Aren't you a little young to be running around by yourself?

[And he's looking around for a parental figure...lo and behold, he gets distracted by the question.]

Strictly time traveler information only. [He leans forward, as if this was top-secret information.] Can't tell where I got them or else everyone's going to want them, right?

Yup. Future is my thing. You know, hover cars, instant buildings...stuff like that.

[singularjustice]

It isn't a bug.

[ Seriously, what are you, new?

...wait. ]

[notatimecop]

[That's exactly it.]

Uhh, yes it is. Unless you have a better explanation, weird green hair guy.

[Seriously - who even has green hair? It's so weird--]

[singularjustice]

An insect would act naturally. These creatures do not; they do not seem to need to eat. They just follow us, and are silent.

[notatimecop]

A bug's going to be following me?

[He shakes his head, and turns to look at the fairy. It's...kind of strange. But what else can it be?]

See, if I go home with this hovering around me all stalker-like, the old lady will definitely know that I've been somewhere else. So, how can I get rid of it?

[1776ftw]

[SUDDENLY HAVE AN AMERICAN IN YOUR FACE AND MOVING TO PICK UP THE KID BY HIS SHIRT. If he's successful he will be yelling in his face--]

YOU HAVE A TIME MACHINE?!

[Either way, have some yelling.]

A. TIME MACHINE.

[notatimecop]

[LGFKHDFGS WHAT IS THIS--]

Of course I do! [Enthusiastic...he likes it! He's aware that he's picked up, but he doesn't exactly care.] Wanna help me find it?

[1776ftw]

YOU ACT LIKE THAT IS EVEN A QUESTION.

[Dropping the short kid and putting his hands to his waist, looking up at the "sky".]

We must journey to find this machine of time!

[notatimecop]

[Oh...and he lets go. Good thing he's good on his feet, but he's brushing himself off just a little bit.]

Can't leave it so that anybody else can take it, of course. Who knows, if you help me find it, I might give you a ride.