High School Never Ends, Daria fanfic Options

[WellTemperedClavier]

Apologies. For personal reasons, I'm choosing to remove this story. I may repost it in the future. This is absolutely not the fault of anyone here; you've all been gracious readers, and I'm so honored that you gave me your time. I only ask that you accept this and respect my privacy.

This post has been edited by WellTemperedClavier: Nov 13 2024, 07:43 AM

[Renee]

It's fine, Clavier. The story being during college days, that's an especially dramatic time for some of us. I think it's because of the WAITING4OBLIVION banner we've got. Not every story has to be about gaming though.

Heh, she's got her hipster coat, still.

Yeah, high school, man. Sucked for me, too. Only truly useful skill I got from it all was the ability to type! And a few of my teachers were quirky/fun. One English teacher had been in 'Nam. He would sometimes draw these really unique pictures while he graded our homework, so we'd get a doodle next to our grade. An example: one time he drew an ear of corn on one of my papers; except it was just that: an Ear sticking out of a piece of Corn! 🌽 There are also a few memories of some of the friends I had. Funny thing; I usually had a friend in each class during sophomore thru senior years. You know, like I'd get to know this one person really well because we sat next to each other. But none of these individual students were tight, so there was no big "group" of pals hanging after school, going off to the mall or whatever.

The friends I did have (after school) were druggies from middle school days. Mostly boys, I was one of two or three girls. "Burnouts" we were called. Back then (1980s) there were burnouts, jocks, preps (yuppie kids), and nerds. No goths, not yet anyway. Anyway, I eventually dropped the burnout group I hung with, dropped them all at once. Backstabbers, they were!

Junior prom sucked. I had my heart broken, big time, and I couldn't let it go for like a month. But then later that summer, a friend of my younger brother urged me to play some Fantasy Trip. Similar to Dungeons & Dragons. THAT changed everything! First campaign was a shortie, maybe three hours through just one cave or something. After it was over I was hooked. My first character was called the Blue Wizard. I hadn't yet become creative with names!

But let me shush. As this story is commencing, I'm actually picturing Daria (and the world she's in) as a cartoon. Wow, she's really getting deep.

She (her family) lived in Boston? Uh oh.

Okay, Kevin doesn't seem so bad. Just sort of annoying.

"Uh huh. I've been practicing my binge drinking skills, and hope to put them to good use.

Ha ha ha, good one! ---- What, did Kevin not graduate or something?

Principal Li. Corresponds to Magistrate Li or Lli.

so I was the running back. We had a good season. You know, 'cause I was on it."

OH my gosh! ... This does have some humor in it, Clav.

Cool, there's Quinn. That's good. Sister dynamics, you never know what's gonna happen next. Great start!