©	off the padded walls by caifly

~~//off the padded walls//~~

a bunch of ideas. yep. what it is right now, while i download a bunch of anime mp3s.

~~//upside-down prophecies, ho!//~~

it's a thursday morning. all is calm. then . . . all of a sudden:

*screams in terror*

no! not that! anything but that! a prophetic dream?! it can't be. aaa! i told him to remind me not to have prophetic dreams! and then he forgot, and what do we get, a prophetic dream. let's see what it prophecies. ah, this is interesting. a prophetic dream which prophecies me yelling at him for not reminding me not to have prophetic dreams. hee.

~~//neural mechanics//~~

click.

buzz.

whrr.

tap tap tap tap tap.

click.

WHOMP.

ah well, my brain gave up on that one

~~//monopoly, tie pins, and bells//~~

it all goes clink. clink.

it's all in a jar.

~~//insignificant not-quite-life-forms//~~
~~//(or, caifly, megalomaniac)//~~
~~//the script of the book of the animated film of the live action series//~~

first scene: an empty room, with black walls, floor, ceiling, with one beam of light coming at an angle from the upper-left corner. caifly is at the center, staring intently at dust specks in the beam of sunlight, wearing a crown.

caifly: get down here! stop floating around like that!

(the dust specks fly around idly, moving a little at her breath)

caifly: what?! dare you disobey me? you have no power over me! i can wipe you out with a single sweep of my paw!

(caifly bats at the dust specks, which merely pass around her paw on air currents)

caifly: cease! you cannot do that! i am the one with power! now obey! come down!

(the dust specks seem to start actually falling towards the ground)

caifly: aha! you are powerless against my inexaustible wisdom and power!

(the dust specks start creating a form, spelling a phrase letter by letter)

caifly: what is this? what do you dare spell in front of caifly, lord of all she sees?

(the dust specks group, spelling out "caifly, lord of")

caifly: ah! true respect! lord of all she sees!

(continue, the specks form more letters "nothing more than her own paws")

caifly: what? you dare disrespect me like that?!

(caifly begins to whimper as the dust specks then form a small cloud around her head.)

caifly: wha? wha . . . aaahhh . . . ahhh . . . ahhh chooo!

(caifly screams and runs off into a dark corner, dropping her crown.)

(the dust specks reform to create a suspiciously caifly-like dust cloud, and place the crown on what seems to be the head, which then mockingly waves around its paw in the direction caifly fled)

~~//acrobats rejoice!//~~

a massive rabbit wearing a tutu and sparkly wings falls off the tightrope into the net

~~//why mimes are disallowed on thursdays//~~

thor doesn't like mimes

~~//general knowledge//~~

can you define archimedes's displacement theory?

do you know the name of the local football coach/mayor?

do you know einstein's theory of relativity?

please explain the pythagorean theorem.

~~//madam, i'm adam!//~~

caifly blinked a couple of times. what? why am i in panama? a man, a plan, a canal? panama? really? arr. what are you talking about? you're thinking absolute baloney! rats live on no evil star!

~~//egg noggin//~~

caifly watches some 'butch' men crack eggs on their foreheads.

idiots. it'd be so much more entertaining with peeps.

~~//clear white out//~~

the clocks in my room are all too far ahead.

~~//five--it's more like a number//~~

i wish five was less like a number and more like a friday.

~~//end//~~

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