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RE: Choose Your Vybrainium Multiverse

in #vybrainium3 years ago (edited)

You realizes their name is you and enters a state of self-reflection. If you is you then who am I? You? You has no time to debate such things and a choice must be made as it's 3:00PM already.

You decides to visit detention as if there were any other choice. Ms. Sheridan wields a power over us for now but not forever. What would happen if we didn't show up? What would our excuse be?

Chased by a tiger? Abducted by aliens? I forgot?

She might go for the forgetting part but nothing else. We, I mean you arrives at detention promptly at 3:10PM as requested. You walks into the classroom, the sole soul in the vast sea of empty desks. Ms. Sheridan sits at her desk with a ziploc bag of baby carrots that she daintily removes and eats. Crunch, crunch as these little soldiers can't put up a fight against this woman.

She greets you with a smile. Thank you for making an appearance you. Please take a seat. You picks the back row out of defiance. I don't want to be here.

Ms. Sheridan reads this body language and understands she needs to mend this fence. You, I noticed you weren't paying attention. What's the issue?

You responds telling her that Jubal is a big kid and they couldn't see the board past that huge head. She understands the dilemma. She knows all about Jubal and their size. She mentions that you can switch desks anytime and speaking up about this even during class is perfectly fine. You're here to learn and if that's being impeded then I'm to blame. I want all my students to thrive while they're with me.

You and Ms. Sheridan realize at the same time this is a big misunderstanding. Preconceived notions can be one of the biggest stumbling blocks in life. Detention isn't required for this incident and it should be perceived as a mere chat between teacher and student.

During this moment of revelation a strange otherworldly sound is heard. Similar to a large ripping of construction paper used during art class. A flash of light blinds them both and a portal opens up near the window of the classroom. A booming voice echoes out, you we need you for a very important task. The future of our people and your own dimension depend on it.

You. Will you step through this portal and aid us?

You is faced with a choice. Stay or go?

This is a lot to process for a mere 14 year old who is stuck in detention. What will it be?

#vyb #pob #multiverse.

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Assignment is complete. Yeah!!!!

Perfect. This story includes everything I wanted to see. !LUV

I wonder if you (Buffalobison) would like to see this story next week or should we change to a more relatable topic. Personally I love to share parts of stories and see where they go when they are passed to the next person. I also like to see where choices go to. If I do continue this I will rename it to "Choose your brain."

The choice is yours as they say.

I do like the idea and this could turn into another great way to meet new people. Choose your own Adventure or in this case Choose your own Birdventure 😀

The main character with the name "you" did have me questioning my proofreading skills way too much and I'm sure my brain autocorrected all the mistakes but still left them in written form.

I was thinking of Abbott and Costello the whole time

I'm thinking of calling this "choose your own brain". Whenever I start something I have to fine tune it.

"You's" on first?

Actually "Yoo" is a Korean name.