- Nov 22, 2014
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It had been an exciting day.
Chloe had been about to start a normal day of school, when a drunken amateur mage summoned her to another plane of reality where you can talk about “a drunken amateur mage†and also be talking about a real person who actually exists, and who really sucks at doing actual magic. She had also been propositioned by this drunken amateur mage, because he mistook her for a succubus, because apparently it’s reasonable to think that those are real too.
It was probably reasonable to think that anything could be true in this version of the universe. Drunken succubus-summoning amateur mages were just the tip of this freakshow iceberg. If she thought her old school was weird – well, just take a look at this place! Hidden on a remote island in the pacific and full of things that never even pretended to be human. Because non-human sentient life is a thing here.
You know what isn’t a thing though? Anyone that Chloe ever knew or loved.
It was a lot for Chloe to process.
Chloe hadn’t exactly gotten a tour of the school yet, either. Everyone, her included, was still hoping that this was temporary, and that whatever magic had pulled her into this universe could be reverse-engineered to send her back. But she still needed to eat, and there was a very real possibility that she would be stuck here forever. Might as well go to the cafeteria, maybe even try to make a few friends while she was there.
She felt very out of place, still wearing the uniform of a school that didn't exist in this universe, but it was the only clothing she had.
She assumed that this was the chow line. She had a free pass to eat whatever she wanted, while everything got sorted out, so she was ready to go in that regard. The person in front of her in line was decidedly too speckled and green-haired and short for Chloe to think she was human. Or at least Chloe assumed it was a she? It looked female, at least. She decided to get her attention.
“Um, hi.†Chloe crouched down a little so the green-haired whatever-it-was would be sure that she was talking to her. “I… am literally new to this entire universe, I guess. And also this school. And my name is Chloe. And technically I’m a human, sort of? But uh… hi.â€
She may have been new to this universe, but she didn’t want this – person, let’s go with that – this person to think that Chloe was also new to communicating with other sentient life forms. Also would it be rude to ask someone what the hell they were supposed to be? Because Chloe really wanted to ask this person what the hell she was supposed to be.
Chloe had been about to start a normal day of school, when a drunken amateur mage summoned her to another plane of reality where you can talk about “a drunken amateur mage†and also be talking about a real person who actually exists, and who really sucks at doing actual magic. She had also been propositioned by this drunken amateur mage, because he mistook her for a succubus, because apparently it’s reasonable to think that those are real too.
It was probably reasonable to think that anything could be true in this version of the universe. Drunken succubus-summoning amateur mages were just the tip of this freakshow iceberg. If she thought her old school was weird – well, just take a look at this place! Hidden on a remote island in the pacific and full of things that never even pretended to be human. Because non-human sentient life is a thing here.
You know what isn’t a thing though? Anyone that Chloe ever knew or loved.
It was a lot for Chloe to process.
Chloe hadn’t exactly gotten a tour of the school yet, either. Everyone, her included, was still hoping that this was temporary, and that whatever magic had pulled her into this universe could be reverse-engineered to send her back. But she still needed to eat, and there was a very real possibility that she would be stuck here forever. Might as well go to the cafeteria, maybe even try to make a few friends while she was there.
She felt very out of place, still wearing the uniform of a school that didn't exist in this universe, but it was the only clothing she had.
She assumed that this was the chow line. She had a free pass to eat whatever she wanted, while everything got sorted out, so she was ready to go in that regard. The person in front of her in line was decidedly too speckled and green-haired and short for Chloe to think she was human. Or at least Chloe assumed it was a she? It looked female, at least. She decided to get her attention.
“Um, hi.†Chloe crouched down a little so the green-haired whatever-it-was would be sure that she was talking to her. “I… am literally new to this entire universe, I guess. And also this school. And my name is Chloe. And technically I’m a human, sort of? But uh… hi.â€
She may have been new to this universe, but she didn’t want this – person, let’s go with that – this person to think that Chloe was also new to communicating with other sentient life forms. Also would it be rude to ask someone what the hell they were supposed to be? Because Chloe really wanted to ask this person what the hell she was supposed to be.