mayfield_rpg

[voice]
Whoa. Hold on. Time out, dudes. So school was pretty OK at first, and I guess there was a buncha stuff that was good to know. I had no idea Napoleon crossed the Saraha on an elephant; I thought he was just the guy who invented that triple ice cream flavor. And the difference between geometry and geography is pretty obvious now, looking back. But this is just gettin' lame! Why the heck is there homework every day? Who invented midterms? And how do any of you guys have time for video games after going through all of this junk?!

You're all with me on this, right? I did fine teaching myself before; is there like someone I can talk to to get outta class? I'm pretty much set for life schoolwise already. I before t except after g, triangles have 360 angles, blahblah, see?

[action, high school]
[Beast Boy is so over this school thing. The next day, instead of a skinny green boy sitting in his desk, there is a small, green cat curled up on top, taking a nap. This persists in every class apart from lunch and gym.]

[action, makeout point]
[Sometime after Valentine's Day, Beast Boy flutters up to the top of the mountain and transforms back into his usual self, sitting with his legs dangling off the side of the cliff. There is a dreamy expression in his eyes and he sighs deeply as he flops backwards. ...He changes his mind half a second later and sits back up, leaning over to scream down into the town far below.]

I've got a girlfrieeeeeend!!!!

[Oh, yeah. Felt good.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

...is there really something wrong with being me? Being Tara?

[She sounds mad now...]

I like who I am. And I'm Tara. I'm not some copy, and I'm not her damn shadow.

[She doesn't like swearing, but right now she wants to make one point clear.]

Do you think being me is easy? You have no idea what it's like to be me so don't act like you do. Yeah, some people don't like you, but don't you dare lie to me and say that you don't have fans, or the other Titans, to support you. There are thousands of kids out there who think of you as their hero, who admire Raven for her smarts, Starfire for her beauty...don't you dare say that you have it worse than me! I had no one but my father for six months and he was the only one who believed me, who saw me as who I am, not who everyone says I should be.

[She's practically shaking at this moment.]

...it's never about me, is it? It's always about her. Terra.

[That name comes out with heaps of bitterness.]

Did you even like me in the first place? Or am I just some replacement for her?

I'm not Terra. And I don't want to be her. And I'm sick and tired of people treating me the way they do simply because I look like her.

[She turns away to hide the tears that are starting to form at her eyes. Always. ALWAYS. Whether it was people who hated her, or people who liked her, it was always because of her similarities to the fallen Titan. And there wasn't anything she can do to change that. She thought Beast Boy had fallen for her, not for the ghost of the girl who has haunted her recent dreams and who destroyed her reputation at school before she even set foot in Jump City.]

Aaaargh! Tara! It's not about a choice between you or her! Going back to yelling about the same things all the time doesn't make it any more true!

I don't care if you're Terra or Tara or if you wanna come up with some other name! It's not about what I want! It's never been about what I want. It would be awesome if Terra came back, but when we met here, I said I wouldn't bother you about it, and I didn't. The only time this ever came up was when you started getting into a shouting match because I said the wrong name by accident. It's hard for you, but maybe, it's a little bit hard for all of us, too! Being your friend is like walking on eggshells because you get so darn angry so easily.

And you know what? You're not like Terra. You're not like Terra at all. You're not adventurous, you're not way too energetic, you're not a showoff, and you're not reckless. And that's fine. I still like you. I still wanted you to save Raven and Starfire with me, and I still wanted to save you from the hospital.

You're my friend, Terra or Tara or whoever, but that's not what this is about! The point is, what's really true? If you don't want to be Terra, then fine. You don't have to be. But you still have to face it. You can't say 'I was never Terra', because it's obvious now that that's a lie! Shouting and screaming like this... It's just being childish. I'm sorry you had a bad time, and I'm sorry just thinking about it makes you so unhappy. But you can't live your whole life sticking your fingers in your ears.

After all this, if you think that looking exactly the same, getting her stuff back, saying things to me that only she could possibly know... if you think it's all some sort of weird coincidence?

You're just lying to yourself.

[She does want to shout back, to scream to him and to whoever who could listen that no, she was not the girl who had betrayed all her friends to their worst enemy, hurt, killed and destroyed lives and who nearly brought the world down under a psychopathic tyrant. No, she is not that girl! She would never-

"You promised to fight by my side forever. And that's a promise I intend to make you keep."

Another flash of memory. A life that she doesn't remember, or maybe she doesn't want to remember. Whatever it is, there's that sharp stab of pain again, and she clutches her head.]

[All argumentation is forgotten as Beast Boy watches the emotions dancing across her face to culminate in what seems to be a headache of some sort.]

H-Hey! Tara! ...What's wrong?

[She puts up a hand to stop him, wincing slightly at the ache in her head.]

I'm...I'm fine. I'm just tired. I haven't been sleeping well. I...I might just go home and forget school for today. Could you help me get down from here?

[Beast Boy merely stares for a few moments, whatever emotion he had been feeling prior to this slowly draining away.]

.....Y-Yeah. Yeah, of course. Just grab on.

[Beast Boy assumes a less ostentatious form this time; just a pterodactyl.]

[Still massaging her temple with one hand, she gingerly climbs onto him and clings onto him tightly as he takes off, making sure to keep her eyes away from the ground. It's dizzying enough to be so high up in the sky; compound it with a headache, and she felt like she might just hurl.

When she reached the ground, she more or less tumbled off. ]

T-thanks.

[Beast Boy changes back and stands a little awkwardly.]

You, uh. Want me to walk home with you?

shirk

no subject

no subject

Sorry this took so long, I was really unsure how to tackle this tag.

No problems! I am pretty slow myself these days.

Thank you!

no subject

no subject

no subject