The Internet Strikes Back

[Lola Green]

| Tagged: Bell Alkas |

| OOC Note: HERE YOU GO GOATGEOUS |

| Another OOC Note: huehuehue |

After pouring herself a drink, the old lady made her way to her desktop. She fired the computer up and waited to get started. Her dog, Macy, jumped onto her lap -- almost spilling her drink. Fortunately, no mess was made. "Careful girl, if my comp dies, we'll both in trouble," Lola joked with her dog.

Yes, it was normal for the seventy year old to joke with her pets.

Once the computer was all set, she opened her browser and went on Omegle. Oh how she loved the site.

You're chatting with a stranger. Say hi!

Salutations!

Pfft, who says salutations nowadays anyway?

[Bell Alkas]

Bell layed in her bed, a laptop on her stomach as she decided on what she would do. Online search after online search, cat video after cat video, and she was bored. Guess that's what you get for being a total hermit. Either way after taking a moment to decide what pointless thing to do next, she decided on Omegle. After all Omegle was a great way to have a social interaction without having to go outside. What a brilliant invention!

You're chatting with a stranger. Say hi!

God let this not be another sex driven dick head.

Um hello there, how are you doing today?

Having a good holiday season I hope.

[Lola Green]

The politeness in the response got Lola doing a double take on it. It was so rare to find one with manners on the internet. Much more Omegle -- where you literally talk to strangers and rarely would there be consequences for your actions.

Usually Lola Green was one of those rude internet people. But for tonight, she decided perhaps not to start of her usual rude introduction. Also her starter was a factor. Humph.

I'm having a good day. How about yourself, deary?

The holiday is treating me nicely. Though remembering how alone I am during this time of year so...eh.

[Bell Alkas]

A smile appeared on the young mutants face. So far this person did not seem to be rude. The Internet was full of people, she must have found one of the nicer ones. It took her a moment before she replied. She didn't want to be to slow, this person was to nice to make wait.

Sitting up in her bed she pulled the laptop closer and continued

I know how you feel, I don't get to see my family that much because of this school I go to.

I also don't really have many friends either, not a lot of people talk to me.

It was at this moment that Bell realized how depressing that sounded.

Which I don't mind to much. As long as the people around me are happy, I am happy.

[Lola Green]

The replies brought the corners of the old woman's lips turning up. Lola knew how the stranger felt in the first reply from first hand experience. Back in her adolences, she did not see her brother often because he attended the mutant boarding school. Moreover now, her grand niece was attending the academy an ocean away from her family back in Australia. It was shame the girl grew distant with them. But that was why Lola was in Kalispell. To mend the bridge again.

The stranger's first two replies sounded a little depressing and sad. But the third reply sounded as if he/she was truly happy with the way things were going. Lola doubted it a little.

Deary, most of my loved ones are dead. So I really don't have the chance anymore to see them except at their graves.

Don't your family stay nearby? I'm sure every boarding school would let their students out for the holidays, no?

I hope you don't mind me prying. But perhaps your little social circle is because you don't talk to others? If otherwise, then why wouldn't they talk to you?

(unless you're a big mean bully I think I'd understand)

She added that last one quickly.

[Bell Alkas]

Her eyes widened at the strangers prying, she didn't like to feel like she was being examined. But this person was some one she didn't know, and they didn't know her so what was the worst that could happen. She did want to talk about her problems but didn't know how, so she decided that maybe this was the perfect person to do so with. After all what was the worse that could happen.

She felt bad for the stranger, they didn't have much family left. At least she could talk to her family, but that was different. She typed quickly before the stranger could reply, getting all the information she wanted in, in.

I am no bully, don't worry about that. Way to meek to be one.

I am sorry about your dead relatives too by the way.

My family does live within driving distance from the school but, A I don't have a ride, and B I don't really want to leave.

Not because I like school to that extent, no it is more because I have a problem.

Not a mental problem but a physical problem.

[Lola Green]

The seventy year old wanted to say something about how size did not matter when it came to bullying. Or thank her for her condolences. But the last reply stopped her from replying what she wanted. Lola sat back in the chair and thought how she should go about this.

It was the last response that troubled her a bit.

Well deary, when you've lived as long as me; It's either you or them. Someone's definitely leaving the other.

Physical problem?

Do you think it was a mistake?

Lola chose her words carefully.

[Bell Alkas]

Bell froze, what would she say. This person didn't know her, but she didn't want to burden them with her life. She had no need to tell this person her life story, did she. She could just end this chat right now and be done with this now surfacing anxiety. Though she still wanted to talk, wanted to know this person. They seemed nice, and somewhat understanding. Plus Mutants where common knowledge now, so up front saying she was a mutant wouldn't yeild any consequence. But instead she kept that information to herself, and decided to play this situation out. Maybe if she hinted at the mutant gene, the other could ask if they are a mutant first.

Well no it wasn't a mistake. I was born with this whether I like it or not.

I have come to terms with it, though it makes me too scared to interact socially

[Lola Green]

The fact that the stranger was a possible mutant did not even click in the old woman's mind. Until she received the reply. It was a possibility but it was one Lola would not directly ask of. Even with the mutants existence known, she knew some who still would not volunteer that information. Or was not one and she would have offended them by even mentioning it.

The stranger could just be some teen with melodrama and was fretting about a big nose or a flat chest, etc.

Oh for a second there I thought you were pregnant with a child out of wedlock, deary.

Why do you think that?

[Bell Alkas]

With that thought in her head Bell's face lit up a bright red. Could she even get pregnant, she had the bottom half of a goat, not like anyone would wanna do that with her anyway. Would her baby's be goats or something. Her face felt hot, flushing red as she tried to get herself under control.

Quickly typing, she tried to get the thought out of both her, and the strangers mind. Right after she bared her face into a pillow.

No!

Nononononononononononononononononono!

Not pregnant, I don't even think I can!

[Lola Green]

With the response she had recieved, Lola Green could not help herself but laugh. It was a genuine cackle of laughter. Because of her age and raspy voice, it sounded a lot like a witch's laugh.

Hek hek hek hek hek.

Oh deary. Sure you can. Unless you have those diseases or something. Just gotta get someone to stick his location in her destination.

So what's been keeping you in your shell?

[Bell Alkas]

Location in your destination! What! Ok nope, nope nope, nope nope nope, not happening. Bell squirmed, screaming ever so quietly into her pillow. Looking back at the chat, she didn't know what to say, she was so done with this. If her face wasn't red before, now she was a fucking stop sign. Taking her laptop she then said. 

I am not ready to awnser more questions.

I could awnser yours in a multitude of ways though.

But you have rendered me utterly speechless.

[Lola Green]

Lola arched an eyebrow at the replies that was given to her. It appeared as though the stranger was uncomfortable with the subject. Well the number of 'no's she had received before was a signal.

So this led Lola to think she was conversing with in fact a teen. A young teen she bet who would most likely be a girl. The seventy year old can picture it then.

It's just coitus deary.

Which I might add is a sensation caused by temptation

Is this why you don't interact with your hormonal peers?

[Bell Alkas]

Bell became less red in the face, looking at the Omegle chat. There where way to many reasons for her to leave. So she sat there for a moment contemplating whether or not to leave. Pros: she would no longer have to talk about this. Cons: she would miss an opportunity to talk to some one like this online. Debating for a moment she decided to leave one last message.

She than typed. Sorry to say, that's enough questions for me today. Only as she entered it she accidentally pasted a link she copied earlier.

m.imgur.com/9p5v4XY

The link was to a picture of her, it was her standing in a mirror post becoming part goat. She was in her uniform, wearing the coat with a skirt. You could easily see her goat legs, and the tail, and the horns.

Bell was mortified, internally screaming she just quickly closed out of Omegle, ending the chat, and went to YouTube to see if anything there would calm her down.

[Lola Green]

Lola was not sure what she expected the stranger to reply but a picture of a half goat looking girl was the last thing she had in mind. Either that was supposed to be a joke or not, it was pretty darn hilarious. Which got another round of laughter out of the seventy year old.

"Would you look at that, Macy. It's a...goat girl." If that was the stranger, then she was a mutant alright. Furthermore, her "physical problems" as the cause of her small social circle was understandable.

However, before the old woman could type a reply, the other person had disconnected almost immediately after she sent the link.

Stranger has disconnected.

Shaking her head, she requested for a new chat.

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| OOC Note: This thread is completed. |