Notes from tonight's Student Council meeting

In attendance:

Otto Ough
Billy Teton, the fastest gun in the West
Verso the Dream
Tanya Tiger, savage girl
Leadweight
Myself

Absent:

Melody Breakers

Complaints from the Valentine's Day Ritual Dance continue to roll in. We can't get a break. The Psychic Help Line has been lit up non-stop, and my sister Otto Ough has been taking the calls. She's not terribly helpful, because she never speaks, but she's been getting an earful. Technically Yue Lao is not responsible, because string or not everyone is still connected to their true love. At least Melody Breakers was able to reconcile with her girlfriend.

Tanya Tiger, head of the Campus Watch Mounted Division, says more red meat is required to keep the Sabertooths from getting too frisky. There really isn't much left in the budget for this semester, so it was agreed to allow the big cats more time to roam in the woods.

Billy Teton, the fastest gun in the West, amused himself by bouncing bullets off Leadweight's head and ricocheting them into a metal trashcan across the council chambers.

Finally, a request for review of the 14 syllable student ID mantra policy by student @Bryhe Noonan was denied. Just read the school handbook everybody, OK? Sheesh.

After being in such a hurry to get it started, the administration has now asked the student council to "foreshorten" the Valentine's ritual, feeling that a week is too long to allow Valentine's Day Ritual Dance attendees to remain inexorably entangled in enchanted string.

The trouble is, the participants in this little party game have become dangerously obsessed with knowing exactly who is attached to the other end of the string, as this will indicate their predestined soul mate. Any attempts to remove the strings tied to their extremities results in a fierce hissing and swatting behavior. We had to separate Tanya Tiger from an altercation with one of them, but, granted, Tanya was already agitated from having to control herself around so much loose string.

It was Verso the Dream who suggested contacting Yue Lao for advice, as he'd no doubt "seen a lot of string" in his time. So Verso opened up his Moon Window and we summoned Yue Lao.

"What? WHAT?"

"Just hold your Moon Window in front of your face, honored sir. Look at it. Don't put it up to your... yes, just like that."

After understanding our predicament, Yue Lao was unsurprised.

"It really doesn't work at scale," he said. "The networks are too delicate for clumsy human fingers."

He suggested just cutting people free with a Taijijian.

"A what?"

"Or scissors. Just be careful!!" he said.

But weren't we somehow... cutting people off from one another? Disconnecting them? Separating them from their one true loves?

"Oh they can't avoid their true loves. String or not," he said.



So, while we might have some upset students on our hands, looks like it's time for:

"Otto Ahn! Otto Ough! String cut mode!"

Just in time, my sister and I are back with the goods.

"Otto Ahn! Otto Ough! Return to Psyhigh mode!"

Getting in and out of Yue Lao's Moon Palace was no easy feat. Just because you know how old people love to talk. There was tea, and I will admit very delicious cookies and cakes, and endless questions where I had to explain over and over again "No, no, she's my SISTER." I explained how it was the Psyhigh Valentine's Day Ritual Dance and it was going to be Yue Lao themed and he was quite pleased, but insisted on us having dinner before he providing the necessary items. And don't get me wrong it really was delicious, so many courses, so many servants, so much talking and talking I kinda lost track of time... which can be a danger with these entities but luckily Otto Ough kicked me under the table as I was asking for seconds at desert and finally we were able to get the decorations and head out of there.

So... we've got what looks like about seventeen miles of red string. We'll be stringing it up all over campus tonight. So when you find the red strings tomorrow, just follow them to the dance, where you just might find your true love! And more string. Lots and lots of red string. And bean cakes and almond cookies and egg tarts and jellies and fried dough.

Also, Tanya Tiger, savage girl, has arranged for an all-Mipi band to be our musical guest. So get ready to get up and dance to... The Morphies!

Doors open at 8 at Psyche Hall

The administration was really breathing down our necks to show some progress with the dance preparations. But me and my sister have a lot on our plates, you know? There was the giant robotic clearcutting machine that went haywire over the weekend (those new housing developments are getting a little too close for comfort), and a couple of days before that it was a space-based threat that the Office of Naval Intelligence had us take care of (not allowed to provide details). The Otto Twins are always ready to use our Power attack mode for good!

So we finally got around to making it to Tulka's divining room and had him spin the bottle.

"Yue Lao?" I asked. "Seems pretty tame. Not like if we'd gotten Tlazōlteōtl again. Remember that?"

Neither Tulka nor my sister Otto Ough responded. That's because neither of them ever speak.

"Anyway, I guess we need to take a trip to the Moon if we're going to pick up these decorations and whatever. Ahem... Otto Ahn! Otto Ough! Moon travel mode!"

Notes from tonight's Student Council meeting

In attendance:

Otto Ough
Billy Teton, the fastest gun in the West
Verso the Dream
Tanya Tiger, savage girl
Melody Breakers
Leadweight
Myself

Preparations for the Valentine's Dance really need to get started. Melody Breakers was in charge but recently broke up with her girlfriend and is now too distraught to continue. Other council members offered weak excuses as to why they couldn't do it either, so looks like it's going to be up to me and my sister.

Mipies. If I see another one happily peeking out of another kid's backpack I'll scream. Tanya Tiger, however, is a big supporter, and you don't want to get on Tanya's bad side. So for now the council will continue to inform the administration to continue an atmosphere of tolerance.

Repairs to @EE Glarbson's invisible helicopter lair donated free of charge as a card carrying member of the Secret Defenders of Psychic Harmony (SDPH).

Leadweight was snoring in his chair by the end of the meeting. I kicked his foot to wake him up and may have broken my toe.

Yes, we're the same Otto Twins who neutralized Dr. Gibbous' Moon Machine when he drove it into the center of campus and it started to hum.

Otto Ahn! Otto Ough! Power attack mode!

Hey, pleased to meet you.

I'm Otto Ahn, and this is my sister, Otto Ough.

We're the Otto Twins!