Apparently the JS-Ex is down, so I can't post my comment there. (Toresica there, btw)
"It's like we're in an episode of The Twilight Zone," said Eric after a while. Well, he's got one part right, they are characters in a story....
"I am not!" snapped Stephen. "I just watch The Twilight Zone, and Star Trek and Doctor Who, and I play D&D, and I liked The Lord of the Rings before the movies came out, and I'm not stupid. That's all. I'm normal." *snicker*
*nitpick* But he watches Star Wars, not Star Trek...
"Are you trying to say," said Jon slowly, "that in your world, 'myth' means 'not real'?"
"Are you telling me," replied Stephen, "that in this world, they are real?"
"We are," pointed out Bobby. "Me and Tad. And the Stephen we know. Even though, for you, we aren't."
Stephen had the disconcerting feeling of everything he knew and understood about this world shifting into a new pattern altogether.
"But how could they be real?" he protested. "This world would be completely different from mine if there were jealous gods fighting over bits of it all the time."
"Oh, they don't do that," said Jon. "Not any more, at least. It's been hundreds of years since any of them picked a mortal to go champion their cause. They mostly just lounge about in their divine gated communities on Olympus or wherever. We don't pay a lot of attention to them."
"Then how on Earth did Stephen get three of them to come down and argue over him?"
"He summoned them while messing with the God Machine."
Wow. I must say, that's not something I expected.
----------- The play-by-play ends here because I got too into reading the story and didn't want to stop.
Jon wanted to run after Stephen, but he done so much running and had so much general stress that evening that every nerve was whispering no, slow down, you're going to give yourself an attack if you keep this up. I think you're missing a "had" there.
no subject
"It's like we're in an episode of The Twilight Zone," said Eric after a while.
Well, he's got one part right, they are characters in a story....
"I am not!" snapped Stephen. "I just watch The Twilight Zone, and Star Trek and Doctor Who, and I play D&D, and I liked The Lord of the Rings before the movies came out, and I'm not stupid. That's all. I'm normal."
*snicker*
*nitpick* But he watches Star Wars, not Star Trek...
"Are you trying to say," said Jon slowly, "that in your world, 'myth' means 'not real'?"
"Are you telling me," replied Stephen, "that in this world, they are real?"
"We are," pointed out Bobby. "Me and Tad. And the Stephen we know. Even though, for you, we aren't."
Stephen had the disconcerting feeling of everything he knew and understood about this world shifting into a new pattern altogether.
"But how could they be real?" he protested. "This world would be completely different from mine if there were jealous gods fighting over bits of it all the time."
"Oh, they don't do that," said Jon. "Not any more, at least. It's been hundreds of years since any of them picked a mortal to go champion their cause. They mostly just lounge about in their divine gated communities on Olympus or wherever. We don't pay a lot of attention to them."
"Then how on Earth did Stephen get three of them to come down and argue over him?"
"He summoned them while messing with the God Machine."
Wow. I must say, that's not something I expected.
-----------
The play-by-play ends here because I got too into reading the story and didn't want to stop.
Jon wanted to run after Stephen, but he done so much running and had so much general stress that evening that every nerve was whispering no, slow down, you're going to give yourself an attack if you keep this up.
I think you're missing a "had" there.