Virtues

*Kind

Loving

*Patient

Good listener

Vices

*Vindictive

*Violent temper

Speed Date Questions

Where were you born?
Do you believe in God?
What kind of music do you like?
What kind of movies and T.V. shows do you like?
Do you have any hobbies?
Do you have any pets?
Do you play video games?
What are your favorite subjects to learn about?

Protag answers at present age in the story

(Hope at 14)

Wilmington, North Carolina
Yes
Soft rock
Cartoons and nature documentaries
Riding my bike, drawing, reading, video games
Two guinea pigs
I play Mario Brothers videogames
Science and animals

Protag answers at future age in the story

(Hope at 24)

Earth Plane
Yes. He’s kept me.
The soft rock I used to listen to and music from various other planes.
I’m not on Earth Plane long enough to watch movies or T.V. anymore.
Studying and creating new methods of energy manipulation and plane hopping.
My little sweetheart Raiju.
I’m not on Earth Plane enough to enjoy them like I used to.
Energy manipulation, lightning, weather manipulation, and plane bestiaries

Protag answers at past age in the story (Hope at 4)

Ummm… where Grandma is.
I go to church with Mommy and Daddy. Daddy is a preacher.
I like the songs Mommy sings and Sesame Street songs.
I like Scooby Doo.
What’s that?
What’s that?
N/A
I like going to the playground with mommy and Faith.

Scene in the present (Hope, the protag, at 14)

We exit the Portal and step onto the new plane. I hear many pleasant sounding tinklings, like the sounds of Mom’s windchimes, and remember how much I miss being home. Teacher with a tentacle quickly snatches something from the air and shows it to me. It looks like a small clear crystal but it’s moving, constantly changing shape and every time it changes it makes a tinkling sound. Teacher then throws the crystal into the air where it disappears.

Scene in the present (Teacher, the antags, point of view)

I despise Melodia Plane; the constant chatter of the elements is annoying. Yet here I am again, just to instruct a human. Still, if she manages to learn her lessons thoroughly none of my tolerating her presence will have been in vain. I will first teach her of Air. Air, with its song that incessantly stabs at my consciousness. Air, with its mockery of solids and shapeshifting. ARGH! She is watching me now. I should begin.

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