From jupiter2@ma.ultranet.com Thu Jan 15 19:49:33 1998 Date: Thu, 15 Jan 1998 18:05:53 -0500 From: Diena Taylor Reply-To: seaquest-ff@stgenesis.org To: seaQuest-ff@stgenesis.org Subject: [seaQuest-ff] Social Phenomenon of Post Adolescence Okay, here it is. "The Social Phenomenon of Post Adolescence", through the eyes of, though not in first person, Lucas Wolenczak and Angela Chase. (Note: Like, a good deal of my writing, this is a parody of life in general, and especially life on _seaQuest_. Though not "pee your pants" funny, I feel it has some subtle humor and should still not be taken seriously. Thank you.) I also wrote most of this around midnight and I didn't really edit it much -- please excuse my spelling. NOTE: I show thoughts by putting a little ~ before and after the thoughts. DISCLAIMER: Okay, I figure there has to be legal issues with this, so I'll get them over with quickly. None of these characters are mine. I'm just test-driving them. I promise, since this is non-canon, I will give them all back without a scratch when I'm done. (Yes, even Lucas, believe it or not.) Okay, as for _who_ they belong to, (not me, that's for sure), _seaQuest_ belongs to Universal and Amblin Entertainment and the Sci. Fi. Channel or whatever, and _My So-Called Life_ belongs to Winnie Holzman and a.k.a. Productions and M-TV, or whatever. Okay, that's the Disclaimer. Thank you. ************************** _seaQuest_/_My So-Called Life_ "The Social Phenomenon of Post Adolescence" Diena Taylor PROLOUGE "Rise and Shine! You're listening to WNBC, the best of the best in modern rock music." ~Thus begins a day in the life of Lucas.~ Lucas Wolenczak groaned, rolled over, and threw his small clock radio across the room. ~Just a few more minutes, Mom~ Lucas thought incoherently, not bothering to take into account the fact that his mother was _definately_ not on the _seaQuest_ with him. He was just drifting back to sleep, when his PAL chirped loudly. Lucas moaned. ~I don't wanna go to school today. No, wait. I don't go to school, do I?~ Lucas grabbed the PAL, and flipped it on. "What?" he asked, hoping his irritation showed. Captain Nathan Hale Bridger's voice came over the small device. "Lucas? Where are you? You're supposed to be down in the docking bay to meet those representatives from that high school." Lucas sighed; he did _not_ want to get out of his nice, warm bed. Especially not to play tour guide to a bunch of teenagers. ~Hold on a second. _I'm_ a teenager.~ "Yeah, I'll be there," Lucas said, and shut the PAL off before Bridger could reply. Lucas rolled out of bed and pulled on a pair of jeans. He didn't bother changing his shirt -- he was nearly exceeding his New Clothes Quota. ~Why can't I have a _normal_ so-called life?~ *********************** Yeah, I know that this part was really short, but hey. What does everyone think? Any kind of feedback is apprieciated. Diena **************** "Is this the part where we clap?" --Dagwood "Life is the performance, not the rehearsal." --unknown --------------------------------------------------------------------- To unsubscribe, e-mail: seaQuest-ff-unsubscribe@stgenesis.org For additional commands, e-mail: seaQuest-ff-help@stgenesis.org