Chapter #6you're the head! by: Unknown Like a switch being flipped everything below your jawline goes numb, your view shifting up a few inches then falling back down as Jeannette... Sunny... SOMEONE holds you at waist level. "Did you... did you just do what I think you just did?" You ask, shock overriding logic as you looked up at Jeannette's face.
"See for yourself." Jeannette said, her voice coming out of her mouth now her own again. You feel a set of fingers touch your scalp and the tender skin under your neck, very familiar feeling yet very alien feeling fingers at the same time. You'd felt them every day for your entire life yet never FELT them while not feeling them. The hands turn you around and you are left face to neck with your body, now controlling itself as your consciousness had been split in two. "Oh yeah, should've mentioned this earlier but if you don't choose how you want to be split before it happens then you'll default to split consciousness. Hence why you're now in both your body and head without cross control." Jeannette explains.
"So, you're me, but not me? Like, we think all the same but don't actually control or feel what the other is?" You ask your body. She gives you a thumbs up of confirmation. "Wow, that's trippy." You tilt your eyes back trying to face Sunny and Jeannette again and your body obligingly turns you around to face them. "Speaking of which how do I use my whole psychic power dealies? While I think me and body would like to reconnect pretty soon I might as well try it out while I am like this."
"Well, your subconscious naturally generates a protective barrier along the surface of your skin that protects you from major impacts so you don't have to do anything to activate that power. If you concentrate on your skin you can turn it OFF but I don't see why you'd want to, it doesn't stop people from touching you it just makes it so you won't get seriously hurt. As for flying you just have to focus on the direction you want to go and will yourself towards it. The harder you concentrate, the faster you'll go, though there is a set speed limit and you can't fly too high or you'll get lightheaded, no pun intended, from oxygen deprivation." She explained.
"Alright, let's try it!" You exclaim. Concentrating all your thoughts on the space one foot above where your body was holding you and willing yourself to move you suddenly feel yourself getting higher, your fingers sliding off your cheek as you rose up. "Yeah, awesome!" You say, focusing on turning your view begins rotating 180 degrees until you can see your body clapping its hands and hopping up and down in excitement. Focusing some more you float up a few feet higher and begin surveying the street from your new vantage point. Turning around you see Jeannette giggling and an idea pops into your head (which is currently all of you). "Say Jeannette, I was wondering something. In cartoons and stuff a character could get their head knocked off if hit hard and they'd have to go looking around for it blindly. Can that happen in Head Town or is that still restrained to the cartoons?"
Jeannette thinks. "Well, it's not all that common but it can happen under the right conditions. If a person's not expecting to be hit or they're distracted, if they're struck at a weird angle, if they're not on their original body or if they just recently detached since the bond isn't as strong earlier on, it really depends o-" Jeannette is cut off as your forehead slams into hers, her body tilting back until her neck splits like a seam along the line separating black from white skin until her head pops off and slams into the ground, bouncing twice before rolling to a stop a few feet away as Sunny falls flat on her butt from the surprising impact. While you felt the force of the impact it didn't hurt in the slightest, though you were slightly disoriented. You laugh and you hear your body slapping its knee with equal glee as you float down into her (your) hands. Meanwhile Sunny's body is holding a hand up to the empty air where Jeannette's head was just a moment ago, having felt the initial pain of you smacking her borrowed skull but nothing after that. Meanwhile Jeannette floated off the ground with a frown on her face, a small bruise already forming on her forehead where you smacked her but no other injuries to speak of as once detached the psychic field automatically switched on like she said. "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" She demanded.
"For taking me off without my permission!" You say, your body patting you on top of the head in agreement. "I already told you I was still getting comfortable with this stuff, that was so not cool of you to just pull a gal's head off!" You look down at Sunny.
"Sunny did that! I was just the head! In fact, I wasn't even controlling the head half the time. She was talking through me, remember?" She retorted.
Sunny quickly whipped out her phone and typed "Don't U pin dis on me! >:( It was ur idea in the 1st place!"
"That's not the-" Jeannette began, then sighed . "Look, I'm sorry I did that Clara. WE'RE sorry, right Sunny?" She asked. Sunny sagged her shoulders as though scoffing, then gave a thumbs up of agreement. "I just thought it would make it easier if you just jumped right in. Like getting into a cold pool, you know?"
Without your control your body walks over to Sunny, cradling your head under left armpit as it offers Sunny its right hand up as a show of apology. Sunny hesitates for a moment then takes the hand, hoisting herself back up. Sunny and your body shake hands and mirroring your body's response you tell Jeannette. "And I'm sorry too, I guess I... lost my head."
"It's fine. So, what do you two want to do now?" She asks, causing you and your body to think. You and your body decide to... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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