12 Smuppets; Text; Forward dated slightly to morning

[plushaeusrumpified]

Yo, it's been entirely too long since you all got a real homework assignment. Not something like those little study assignments I've been giving you. It's about time for another one of the real deals.

Since you're all on the same level, this goes to everyone. You've been studying basic phrases in Mermish, right? So it's time to put those to use. I want everyone to start inco

[But then the message stops for a few long moments. Ink drips onto the page as if he's dropped his quill. It's a while before anything more than inksplatters appears.]

Alright, that was weird! I just had like, a massive head rush or something. I don't remember coming into this room! And I don't even know whose journal this is, but I guess I got a teacher's journal by accident? I don't even know. But whatever. I hope they don't mind me using it, because I can't find my own.

This guy writes a lot of weird things.

Oh, I probably shouldn't be reading this, should I? Sorry! Please don't give me detention. I'm just kinda confused, I wasn't thinking. I'll pretend I didn't read anything.

So anyway, I've been here a few months now and weird things are still happening. Like me waking up in this room randomly, for example. Is that normal? Should I see a doctor? I know this place is magical, but still it's really freaking weird.

I should probably get out of here now that I think about it. I don't wanna be caught in some teacher's office without permission...

Also does anyone have any ink I can borrow? Because this black is really boring.

[So yeah, Bro is back to being a first year in the middle of writing a homework assignment and is kinda confused. On an OOC note, responses will come from brohoof]

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[brohoof]

Right! That's it. Sal. Yeah, that's who I'm talking about. Couple years older than me.

He's so short though you'd never be able to tell.

Haha, I hope he knows I'm just kidding. But no he really is kind of short. It's funny.

[brokethecycle]

That's um.

[WOW what. He's. Okay, he kind of has an idea, but some stuff is still just not adding up.]

That's who teaches History of Magic, Dirk. I- What year is it for you?

[brohoof]

He can't be a teacher, he's still a kid!

It's 1990. Now I know there's gotta be something wrong with your head if you need to know the year!

[brokethecycle]

He's definitely a teacher.

...It's 2012. I think you're in the future or ...something? [Wait did that post start off with talking about homework? Maybe he ...shrunk? If this Dirk Strider is a teacher, who the heck is the one he has classes with? He is really confused now.]

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[brohoof]

[Inkblots.]

oh my god

[brohoof]

I turned into the Doctor!

[brokethecycle]

Are you sure? I don't think the TARDIS would work on Hogwarts grounds.

[A-hahaha....]

Um. So. Wait, who's the Dirk Strider that I have DADA with?

[brohoof]

But it's like. Alive! So it would totally work. Oh man, I really need to figure out how I did this. This is so cool!

Uh.

I don't know, but as far as I know there's only one Dirk Strider! Is there some kind of imposter or something in the future pretending to be me?

[brokethecycle]

I really hope you can get back. What if you caused a time paradox or something?



Maybe you're his dad?

[brohoof]

Oh. I didn't think about that. Wow. I hope that doesn't happen. What if I stop myself from being born?




I'm too young to have kids!

[...Kneejerk reaction. He's not really thinking about the fact he's apparently in the future and would have already had them by this point.]

[brokethecycle]

I think that would only happen if you went into the past.


[slkdmslds] Duh! I mean, future you.

...You know, I wonder if maybe that journal you've been using belongs to future you?

[brohoof]

Oh. Right. Duh. That was a brain fart if I ever did have one. But still, what if I do mess up something? Now this is getting a lot less fun and a whole lot scary. But only a little. Because I don't get scared.




Oh!

No way. No way! Oh wow. But where is he? You really think so?

[brokethecycle]

Maybe you should avoid running into people who might know you in the future? Like, family. They could give you spoilers for the future and then that might mess something up like them being born.

Maybe! Also maybe he switched places with you. He could be in the past.

[brohoof]

Oh crap. You're right. But how would I do that? I don't even know who I'm related to here! I mean for all I know, you could be my son or something! That's how confusing this is.

This just keeps getting more confusing.

[brokethecycle]

Well, at least I can vouch for that. You are not my father. [Small scribble of Darth Vader's helmet.]

Yeah, it really sounds like it. At least with the castle acting weird its usually only temporary?

[brohoof]

Your name is Leia, then? [He's just gonna start drawing Leia buns]

Yeah, I guess. But I've decided I really don't think I wanna be a time traveler. It makes everything way more complicated.

[brokethecycle]

No, I'm actually Han Solo. [pew pew, scribbles a gun.]

It sounds like more trouble than its worth.