I have run out of excuses to give myself so --
Fandom; POGEYMANZ
Characters: Volkner, a Bonsly potted plant, obligatory Flint, and anyone who decides to pop up.
Warning: Written on the fly
Summary: Volkner exchanges minds with a potted plant. 'Nuff said.
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The date was sometime late August and the weather was sweltering hot. Time passed slower than snails and everyone was too busying filling up buckets with their own sweat to bother about listening to their poor teachers, as was mandatory. The teachers were so hot and sweaty themselves some gave up teaching and attempted to park the entire class in the thankfully air-conditioned library. The bad thing was, most teachers also had the idea to do the same.
All in all, the day had been hot and very much uneventful. The weather was doing the students no good, and a couple of them had sunk into either complaining loudly, or just back to feeling very, very depressed about life.
"WHY IS IT SO HOOOOOTTTT!?" Candice complained loudly - she put the speakers to shame - as she wiped the sweat off her brow. The sweat made it look as though she was sobbing but she really wasn't. "I MEAN, IT WAS WAAAAAAAY COOLER BACK IN NORWAY. THE SUN FOCUSES TOO MUCH HERE."
"Candice," Roark sighed from somewhere behind her, "You're speaking in capslock. Again."
"...Oops. Sorry."
Gardenia chose that exact moment to burst into the classroom (their teacher had taken a trip to somewhere and didn't seem to want to return so everyone was all over the place), seemingly back from another of her expeditions to the greenhouse to tend to the plants she kept there. It was unwise to go to the greenhouse in such weather, obviously.
"It's so HUMID in there!" Gardenia sighed even louder than Roark, dramatically plonking the potted plant she held in her arms down on a nearby table. The table happened to be Volkner's and he awoke with quite a start. "I mean - look at my back, it's like I just took a bath in there!"
Candice looked. "Oh, ew."
Roark wrinkled his nose. By far did he prefer the good ol' days where his father would take him hunting for FOSSILS randomly on random mountains he didn't know existed. Sure it had been the dusty old days but it was better than drowning in your own sweat.
Volkner glared grumpily at the potted plant. The potted plant stared back at him defiantly. He sighed, defeated. Fucking day; couldn't get any hotter, could it?
And then Flint entered the classroom, on hiatus from his own class since their teacher had also apparently ditched the load of them. "IT FIGURES!" the guy exclaimed angrily, and Lucian, following behind, nodded his resigned consent. "How LONG can a toilet break be anyway!?"
Cynthia swept herself and Aaron into the room, shutting the door behind them. Volkner's head hurt, the room had just become so much smaller to him.
"Still feeling under the weather, Volkner?" Cynthia chriped, indifferent to Volkner's long-suffering causes. "Aren't we just peachy today?"
Volkner merely groaned and buried his head impossibly further into the tabletop.
"Don't worry, the plant can keep you company, right, plant?" Aaron interjected cheekily, and Gardenia proceeded to lecture him about insulting her plant.
"WHY DON'T WE JUST TAKE OFF?" there was Candice with her capslock again. "I MEAN, ISN'T EVERYONE ELSE TAKING OFF TOO?"
"I don't suppose Palmer really cares at this point of time either," Roark added. "He's quite the funky principal."
"ALRIGHT, WE'RE GOING. COME ON, VOLKNER. YOU CAN'T WANGST ALL DAY, CAN YOU."
"YES I CAN," Volkner snapped, still refusing to get up.
Flint rolled his eyes. "Good ol' Volkner. Forever long-suffering."
Volkenr glared at Flint, who merely gave another one of his 'what ain't that the truth' shrugs, and proceeded to attempt to haul him to his feet.
Of course, as it were - and since this was Volkner and things ALWAYS happened to Volkner - something had to happen. Candice, who was trying to make her way past the throng, bumped quite roughly into the table as Flint was trying to get his wangsting friend to hsi feet.
Volkner stumbled. Flint let go from surprise. Roark stared. Lucian looked up from his novel. Cynthia blinked. Gardenia and Aaron paused midway through an argument about pink leaves. Candice gave another cry of surprise.
There was quite the trainwreck as Gardenia dashed forward to save her plant and Flint dashed away in a frantic bid to save himself, effectively throwing Roark and Lucian into the mix quite by accident.
"What the -" Roark was the first to emerge, to much ooh'ing and aah'ing by Aaron and sound effects [read: clapping] courtesy of Cynthia. "Ah, hey, don't just stand there! Is everyone alright?"
Lucian tossed his novel onto one of the nearby still-standing tables and got up, brushing the dust off his pants. "Nothing malfunctioning," he glared at Flint, "Yet."
Candice raised her own hand before getting up. "All clear here, just a little surprised."
Volkner glared at all of them before getting up. He was holding the potted plant.
Gardenia snatched it away from him and examined it closely. "Guys," she spoke up, "Doesn't this plant look...a little gloomier than before?"
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Volkner looked up - or rather cast his gaze skywards - and saw Gardenia pointing at him. He wondered why their voices sounded so much louder. Maybe it was the heat.
And then he wondered why he could see himself. The Volkner he saw was a grumpy as he last imagined himself to be. Said Volkner was looking around quite confusedly besides. Volkner wondered why he'd need to look around like a lost puppy. He wasn't lost. Ever.
And he wondered why he was thinking in neurotic sentences. But before the 'what the fuck' could form, he realized he couldn't speak. Was this an out of body experience? - was the last thing he thought before he felt himself being manhandled quite violently by Gardenia.
Then he suddenly realized why everyone seemed so much larger. It wasn't the heat. It wasn't that he'd shrunk or they'd grown.
Volkner's soul commanded its soul-only eyes to look downwards.
He saw only roots. And leaves.
TO BE CONTINUED I am way too fucking tired for this shit today lol and i'll clean up and make myself coherent later
MORE OOC LULZ COMING
Characters: Volkner, a Bonsly potted plant, obligatory Flint, and anyone who decides to pop up.
Warning: Written on the fly
Summary: Volkner exchanges minds with a potted plant. 'Nuff said.
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The date was sometime late August and the weather was sweltering hot. Time passed slower than snails and everyone was too busying filling up buckets with their own sweat to bother about listening to their poor teachers, as was mandatory. The teachers were so hot and sweaty themselves some gave up teaching and attempted to park the entire class in the thankfully air-conditioned library. The bad thing was, most teachers also had the idea to do the same.
All in all, the day had been hot and very much uneventful. The weather was doing the students no good, and a couple of them had sunk into either complaining loudly, or just back to feeling very, very depressed about life.
"WHY IS IT SO HOOOOOTTTT!?" Candice complained loudly - she put the speakers to shame - as she wiped the sweat off her brow. The sweat made it look as though she was sobbing but she really wasn't. "I MEAN, IT WAS WAAAAAAAY COOLER BACK IN NORWAY. THE SUN FOCUSES TOO MUCH HERE."
"Candice," Roark sighed from somewhere behind her, "You're speaking in capslock. Again."
"...Oops. Sorry."
Gardenia chose that exact moment to burst into the classroom (their teacher had taken a trip to somewhere and didn't seem to want to return so everyone was all over the place), seemingly back from another of her expeditions to the greenhouse to tend to the plants she kept there. It was unwise to go to the greenhouse in such weather, obviously.
"It's so HUMID in there!" Gardenia sighed even louder than Roark, dramatically plonking the potted plant she held in her arms down on a nearby table. The table happened to be Volkner's and he awoke with quite a start. "I mean - look at my back, it's like I just took a bath in there!"
Candice looked. "Oh, ew."
Roark wrinkled his nose. By far did he prefer the good ol' days where his father would take him hunting for FOSSILS randomly on random mountains he didn't know existed. Sure it had been the dusty old days but it was better than drowning in your own sweat.
Volkner glared grumpily at the potted plant. The potted plant stared back at him defiantly. He sighed, defeated. Fucking day; couldn't get any hotter, could it?
And then Flint entered the classroom, on hiatus from his own class since their teacher had also apparently ditched the load of them. "IT FIGURES!" the guy exclaimed angrily, and Lucian, following behind, nodded his resigned consent. "How LONG can a toilet break be anyway!?"
Cynthia swept herself and Aaron into the room, shutting the door behind them. Volkner's head hurt, the room had just become so much smaller to him.
"Still feeling under the weather, Volkner?" Cynthia chriped, indifferent to Volkner's long-suffering causes. "Aren't we just peachy today?"
Volkner merely groaned and buried his head impossibly further into the tabletop.
"Don't worry, the plant can keep you company, right, plant?" Aaron interjected cheekily, and Gardenia proceeded to lecture him about insulting her plant.
"WHY DON'T WE JUST TAKE OFF?" there was Candice with her capslock again. "I MEAN, ISN'T EVERYONE ELSE TAKING OFF TOO?"
"I don't suppose Palmer really cares at this point of time either," Roark added. "He's quite the funky principal."
"ALRIGHT, WE'RE GOING. COME ON, VOLKNER. YOU CAN'T WANGST ALL DAY, CAN YOU."
"YES I CAN," Volkner snapped, still refusing to get up.
Flint rolled his eyes. "Good ol' Volkner. Forever long-suffering."
Volkenr glared at Flint, who merely gave another one of his 'what ain't that the truth' shrugs, and proceeded to attempt to haul him to his feet.
Of course, as it were - and since this was Volkner and things ALWAYS happened to Volkner - something had to happen. Candice, who was trying to make her way past the throng, bumped quite roughly into the table as Flint was trying to get his wangsting friend to hsi feet.
Volkner stumbled. Flint let go from surprise. Roark stared. Lucian looked up from his novel. Cynthia blinked. Gardenia and Aaron paused midway through an argument about pink leaves. Candice gave another cry of surprise.
There was quite the trainwreck as Gardenia dashed forward to save her plant and Flint dashed away in a frantic bid to save himself, effectively throwing Roark and Lucian into the mix quite by accident.
"What the -" Roark was the first to emerge, to much ooh'ing and aah'ing by Aaron and sound effects [read: clapping] courtesy of Cynthia. "Ah, hey, don't just stand there! Is everyone alright?"
Lucian tossed his novel onto one of the nearby still-standing tables and got up, brushing the dust off his pants. "Nothing malfunctioning," he glared at Flint, "Yet."
Candice raised her own hand before getting up. "All clear here, just a little surprised."
Volkner glared at all of them before getting up. He was holding the potted plant.
Gardenia snatched it away from him and examined it closely. "Guys," she spoke up, "Doesn't this plant look...a little gloomier than before?"
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Volkner looked up - or rather cast his gaze skywards - and saw Gardenia pointing at him. He wondered why their voices sounded so much louder. Maybe it was the heat.
And then he wondered why he could see himself. The Volkner he saw was a grumpy as he last imagined himself to be. Said Volkner was looking around quite confusedly besides. Volkner wondered why he'd need to look around like a lost puppy. He wasn't lost. Ever.
And he wondered why he was thinking in neurotic sentences. But before the 'what the fuck' could form, he realized he couldn't speak. Was this an out of body experience? - was the last thing he thought before he felt himself being manhandled quite violently by Gardenia.
Then he suddenly realized why everyone seemed so much larger. It wasn't the heat. It wasn't that he'd shrunk or they'd grown.
Volkner's soul commanded its soul-only eyes to look downwards.
He saw only roots. And leaves.
TO BE CONTINUED I am way too fucking tired for this shit today lol and i'll clean up and make myself coherent later
MORE OOC LULZ COMING