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I am slightly far beyond more than two-hundred percent sure that I am honest when I say this, because I clearly have no idea what I am doing with myself, and I still don't even know what to do to this very day. Because, I'm still petrified of what I have just witnessed before my very eyes.
I didn't know where to begin at first before I have even typed up this post, but I still need you to read it. And it's highly recommended that you have to read it, and honestly, I want you to spread the word. As you can see, you are starting to wonder what I am doing with my life during this very day, and why I'm still so antisocial around my family and my real life friends,
About a month or so, maybe about 2 months ago, I chose to get myself enrolled in a technical high school that has an animation class installed in the interior of the school. For that, my friends and I have made the choice of taking that class. And, during my experience with the school, I loved it. I loved it all, the classes are great, and I have learned. I have learned like, a lot, and I find the classes very enjoyable for someone quite like my age. Surprisingly enough, if I liked the classes, then it appears that my friends liked them too.
During that day, it was my first time being in the animation class, and when my classmates and I took our seats, the professor walked in, and he looked like he wasn't nice. Although, he looked quite the opposite in appearance, but personality-wise, he is in fact, very nice. He had a bald head, a pair of glasses, a white suit, a black and red striped tie, long black pants, and black, shiny shoes. Once he made his way over to his desk, he stood there while crossing his arms behind his back with a firm look on his face. The first thing he said to us was, "
After listening to the professor's lecture, we all quietly said 'yes'. "Good. Now, get on your computers, and start animating. I will leave you all unsupervised for now, and by the time I get back, there better not be any nonsense. Am I clear?" The professor said, as we once more said 'yes'. After that, he left the classroom, and slammed the door shut.
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Nathan motioned me to sit down in a chair that was in front of the other one with him, and the two of us began a conversation. The first person out of the two of us was Nathan, since I am rather quiet.
With a friendly smile, he nudged me with his shoulder playfully while winking. "So, how's-a 'bout ya tell me your name, eh? I'm Nathan, an animator, and an artist! Hoo-hoo, boy! Trust and believe, friend. You're gonna like me, I promise you! C'mon, don't be shy, just tell me your name!" I backed away slightly, and faced away from the kid I was talking to, and being the quiet kid I am, I said, "I-I'
"Stan? Not too shabby of a name. If you are attending an animation class and you don't know what to do, then I'm the guy to help ya! Say, if you don't have any clue how to animate, then I'll be the one doing it for you, now that doesn't seem like I'm all just too kind, right?" Nathan lounged in his chair with a grin on his face that I suppose wasn't to look mean or anything, but all he was trying to do is be my friend. I, on the other hand, didn't know how to dignify that as a response.
I just sat there, quivering slightly the whole time. Nathan raised a brow at me like I was some lunatic or something. His smile was gone, and he just asked me what was wrong. Now, if I didn't tell you before when I started typing this post, I suffer from Asperger's Syndrome, and I am highly timid. I still am today, but I have improved a whole lot as time had passed by. "What's up with you? Is everything okay, Stan?" Nathan asked me in a concerned manner, and as he glared at me in a non-menacing way, but menacing or not, this made me even more nervous. "Y-
"Good question, Stan! I can't tell you EXACTLY what it is, but I am going to give you just the hint you need!" He blabbered. "And...t-that
Acting like I have no clue what it is, I turned around to look at the voice actors of whoever they are voicing in the animation. By looking at the male voice actor, he was shorter and younger, and the female voice actor was taller and older.
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Well, I suppose that you think that Max & Ruby is not the case during this scenario, but trust and believe, it is. And in retrospect, Nathan made an episode of Max & Ruby of his very own, which I'll get into that later on, because I want to tell you the full story, and I've always wished to in the very beginning before I made this post.
Answering the riddle, I said, "I-Is it...M-Max &
Logging on the computer, I started to browse, and every now and then, I turned my head to see Nathan, drawing, animating, composing the background music, and using the voice actors to narrate Max Bunny and Ruby Bunny. And by looking at Nathan, he looked like he was having fun with making the episode. Wait, no. Having fun is a little bit of an understatement. He looked as if he was having a blast. While I looked at both him, and the voice actors whose names I have forgotten, I turned my head back to the computer and continued to browse, and watch YouTube videos, since I had nothing else to do.
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After approximately 3 hours of browsing the internet, I figured that if was time for me to log off of the computer and check on Nathan. Proceeding to do so and so, I stood up, and checked on Nathan. The voice actors stopped narrating Max Bunny and Ruby Bunny, and Nathan was done with the animation. "A-Are you...finished with your...animation, N-Nathan?" Nathan turned around, and he had his arms crossed behind his back. He didn't look as jolly, he looked a little more so professional. He had what appeared to be a smug grin on his face, but I assume that he did look a little more calm than he was before.
"Why sure I am, Stan. I won't let you see it yet,
"Splendid! Catch you on the flight side, Stan!" Nathan spoke one more time, as he and the voice actors made his way out of the animation room, leaving me as the only person in the room. I seemed...alone at this rate.
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I snuck out of the classroom, and I made my way down a hallway, and proceeded to search for the professor. As I walked, and walked, I looked left and right around the studentless hallways, and the first thing that came to mind was trying the conference room. As soon as I got there, the results were horrid. There was nobody present. However, I corrected myself when I thought in my head that the professor hasn't even had his first meeting. I thought that I had the answer, and I HAD the idea. He could be in somewhat of a teacher's lounge or something. When I made a turn, and I made my way over to where the teacher's lounge was, or Lord-knows-where it was, I politely knocked on the door, and called the professor's name. Through the glass, I could see the professor get up off the sofa and turn the door handle.
As the professor opened the door, he saw me jabbing both index fingers together like jackhammers having each of their own seizures. "Stanley? If you are here to talk to me, please make it important." he said, with a stern look on his face. He crossed his arms and awaited my acknowledgement with the most patience he could ever hold. "I-I-I...was w-wondering...i-if I c-could watch N-Nathan's animation w-with you...b-before we present o-our
"Hmmmm...you seem to be giving me the idea to add that as a new rule to the guidelines, but very well then. If you want the two of us to watch the animated project, ask the original owner of the project for his permission. You have 10 minutes to ask Nathan, and report back to me so I could make a disc of the project." The professor instructed. In response, I nodded my head and told him that I understand.
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Fortunately, it had worked as soon as I found him. He was in the back room of the professor's classroom with the voice actors, talking about something. I had the feeling to interrupt the conversation, and I had a reason to. The best I could do was approach the trio, and when I got closer, and closer to the trio, the female voice actor caught me. She got Nathan's attention, and when Nathan shot his head up, and looked at me, I had stopped dead in my tracks from the inside. I froze right where I was.
"S-Stan? What are you doing here? Did you come to talk to me? Cause I sure did miss you, after all!" Nathan beamed, now making a large grin on his face that spread a little, and by that, he was starting to kinda creep me out at this rate. I took a deep breath, and exhaled before talking to my friend. "N-
"Uh-huh? I'm listening." Nathan sat down in a chair, while I just stood right where I was when I was caught. "I-I w-was sent down b-by the p-p-professor...t-to ask you if h-he could w-watch your
As soon as I got there, the professor was still sitting on the sofa as he was casually. I knocked on the door, but the professor just looked at me through the glass, and motioned me to walk inside.
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However, as soon as the intro ended where Max and his sister waved at the camera from the window, as the children in the background said the title and giggled, they just stayed there for a moment before Ruby slowly moved her irises over to Max, and her eyes locked onto Max's without blinking, her smile still remaining. Max was oblivious of the way Ruby was staring at him, as he and his sister continued waving at the screen, as if it were to be an animation error.
"What in the name
In the background, was Ruby exclaiming the title of the episode in her trademark sweet voice, like the way she's always been talking to Max.
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"What the?" Ruby mumbled under her breath, as she made her way over to the teapot. And, once she opened the cap, she found dirt and worms from inside of the teapot. The worms were wiggling around the dirt clumps. When Ruby saw the worm cake chunks that remained in her teapot, she squealed in terror, and immediately put the cap back on the teapot in a flash. Her fearful reaction turned into more-so an angry one; she balls up her fists, raised them up, and she started to shake and growl viciously.
"He's going to get it...he will get it today...I don't know when...I don't know how I will do it...but he will get
He approached the door to Ruby's bedroom, and strangely enough, there was no music in the background, which makes it a little freakier than expected. When he got there, he saw his sister, standing still next to her tea party table, with her back facing away.
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Ruby slowly reaches her arm out to Max, and as Max did the same, Ruby pulled him out from under the sofa. Ruby, now looking Max in the eye with a giant grin on her face. And this part...was completely messed up.
Distorted music started trailing in the background, and Ruby started to open her mouth. Max's ears drooped, his eyes widened, and his pupils shrank. Before he could let out a scream of terror, Ruby shoved his head into her mouth, and began from Max's head, to his shoulders. A loud screeching noise was accompanying the messed up music that was playing, and as Ruby was shoving her brother down her throat, almost seizure-inducing lights were starting to flash rapidly in the greatest amount of speed. Max's echoing screams were heard, as Ruby lifted her brother up with her mouth, she began to gulp him further, and further into her esophagus. "OH MY
The distorted music and the screeching faded out, as Ruby made her way upstairs, and went down the hallway to her bedroom. She sighed, and she would enter her bedroom, and slammed the door shut, concluding the episode. The closing circle of would enshroud the episode into a black screen before a gunshot was heard, and cutting to the ending credits of the episode. After the first few seconds of the credits played out, my professor paused it, and he would stay silent for a moment, before looking right at me. I was in a complete panic attack. All I did was sit there, and shiver, and cry. I did not speak. I did not reply to anything my professor said. I did nothing else but do the following. "Stanley, you stay RIGHT where you are. You aren't in trouble, but Nathan is, and I will be giving him a serious talking
I did not know what was going on, but I am sure of it that Nathan is receiving the lecture of his life. Just a few minutes later, the professor walked in the classroom, dragging Nathan by the arm in a way that would look like his arm would pop right out of his socket, but thankfully, there were popped bones. The professor furiously dragged Nathan into the animation room, and shut the door. And behind that door, I could hear the professor yelling at the top of his voice at Nathan, in the angriest way possible.
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