User:Bms111/Eyan's stories

Hello. This is BMS111. You are currently on my page, Eyan's stories. I may be updating it here and there. This is my first try at writing ANY kind of story, and this does not pertain to the canon rwby, exapt that later Eyan will attend beacon with team SEEK ( Or another combination of those letters, i think SEEK is already taken. Anyways, Enjoy! if you want, you can leave a review, but I am just doing thif for fun, and it may have to do with IRL conversations.

Part 1
Setting: Lunchroom

Time: Hungry O' Clock

Discription: Eyan and his friend are talking about what they have been doing lately

Friend :(Skeptical) So let me get this straight. You are telling me, you created firebending. With SCIENCE!?!

Eyan   :(With serious straight face) And water bending. Earthbending is still in planning.

Friend : (Looking skeptical / intreuged) Is this the first time you had these kinds of ideas?

Eyan   : (Slightly Irritated) No. It's not. But the last time I tried to share my ideas, the goverment stole them.

F.     : (Mildly supprised) The government?

E.     : Yes. That supersonic incapasitator was my idea first. I made the mistake of uploading the idea to the internet

while I was almost done with my blueprints.

F.     : (Thoughtful expresion) Huh.... Do you think you might be able t-

E.     : (Irritated) NO. I will not care to explain. I could, but the gonervment is listening to us right now.

F.     : (Scoff) What, invisable super spys?

E.     : Yes. that was one of the ideas of mine.

F.     : (Looks in corner of room ceiling) Like that guy with the NVG?

E.     : No. That's Bill. He keeps the government off of me.

*5 men in now sparking high tech spandex fall from cieling, knocked out*

E.     : (Sips drink) Like that.

E.     : (Finishes drink) I won't explain my designs, just that it involves hydraulics, magnets, pressure pads,

flammable sticky puddy, the works.

F.     : (Wide eyes) Flammable sticky puddy?

E.     : (One eyebrow raised) Well, can you think of anything that would work better than greek fire? Because I'm open

to ideas. That stuff is expensive.

F.     : So... you... what, squezze a pad on your palm and the thing works?

E.     : Not at all. But, if you really need to know how it works, yes, you can think of it that way.

F.     : Oh...

E.     : Now, please, run off before my paranoia tells me to do something, now that I told you.

F.     : Wait, what?

E.     : You heard me. Go.

* Friend leaves *

*Eyan, without looking up, thrown a piece of pizza, a bannana, and an energy drink to Bill, whose head is poking out from a hole in the ceiling*

E.     : (Monotone voice) Lunchtime.

*Eyan exits room, and NVG lights fade away*