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Post by Tay Mation on Dec 12, 2007 1:55:53 GMT -5
*On a simply average night, Tay found him self jerked awake out of a deep sleep. Looking around the lab from his bed, Tay tried to locate the reason for his sudden awake state. Not finding anything out of order, and in anyway out of the ordinary. Tay rolled over and went back to sleep.*
*What Tay didn't know, was at the precise moment he had been woken up, many things had indeed happened. For starters, Terd, who had also been asleep in his attic apartment, had accidentally kicked over a lamp which fell over onto a discarded pizza box, which had then slid under his bed, scaring a rather large rat, which then ran over Terd's AK-47. (Which he had forgotten to put away properly due to the fact he had been called away while cleaning it.) which now went off. The shots quickly woke Terd up, but not in time to stop the gun from shooting his brand new, and quite expensive Entertainment system. Which of course, blew up after having many large holes placed in it.*
*Tay was unaware of the facts, and would be for many hours to come.*
*When Tay finally woke up, he left his lab and headed for the break room. There he poured himself a nice glass of juice, sat down, and began to drink. After a few sips he spotted Lone sitting in his usual spot, appearing as if he had fallen alseep in the middle of sharpening his sword.*
Morning Lone.
Huh?
I said morning... sorry, were you meditating?
No, I just didn't sleep well because of the explosion last night... then there were the fires..
Sounds interesting I'm sure... Sorry, but I have got a lot to do today, we'll chat later. Bye.
...and then there was that whole tombstone business...
*Not listening anymore, Tay gulped down his juice, and left the room. Leaving Lone by himself, to fall back in a trance like stupor.*
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Post by Lone and Shiinto on Dec 12, 2007 10:54:10 GMT -5
*Having fought fires all night Lone was in quite an odd state of mind and truly felt like telling someone a story but now he watched as Tay left him in mid sentence and his words faded down and he sat silent for a few seconds.*
He didn't care to listen to my tombstone story... I had worked on that in my head all night...
Don't worry Lone I'm sure there will be others who are more interested. You know Tay, if it's not about the latest science from the outskirts of the universe it's not that important to him.
Bah... my tombstone story is much more important than some science stuff...
There, there, Lone.
*Mumbling something about the great value of a good story Lone slipped back into trance/sleep.*
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Post by Amuki/Ikuma on Dec 12, 2007 12:51:27 GMT -5
*A short distance away from the studio quite a large ruckus was happening in a small convenience store. A large woman wearing a tie-dye dress was waving a broom as she chased Amuki, who was wearing nothing but a few pieces of strategically placed cloth, around the store. Her equally large husband, who was dressed like a lumberjack was running after her, trying to get her to calm down.*
TD-Woman: You get away from my husband you floozy!
LJ-Man: Calm down dear! I was just trying to help the young woman out!
TD-Woman: By letting her seduce you!? *The woman turned and began to chase after her husband, who ran in fear* Come back here so I can beat you!
*Amuki took this chance to leave the store, taking with her a large bag of beef jerky as she left.*
Paru... All I wanted was some frosting...
*Walking down the street as she nibbled on the jerky she seemed completely oblivious to the stares she was getting from the various people who were on the street with her.*
Paru... Where to now? *Notices the large Newscast studio nearby* Paru? That building looks interesting. Maybe they'll have some fun toys there?
*Skipping in the direction of the studio, which caused many heads to bob along with her, she smiled. Her eyes twinkled with anticipation at what she might find in such an interesting building.*
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Zoko
Intern Contest Entrant
Putting the "Mental" Environmentalism
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Post by Zoko on Dec 12, 2007 18:54:04 GMT -5
*Zoko perches in the top of a tree, watching the strange building which had been on fire. She had been watching all night. Looks like they finally got the fires out. She didn't appreciate all the smoke, but if she had really seen a giant fox with wings... She decided it might be worth the risk. And maybe it was time for her to integrate into human society after all.* Shall we have a gander, then? Eh, Lia? *The hedgehog poked it's head out of her animal-skin shirt an looked at her with big eyes.* Don't worry, we can shoot right off if it goes awry. *Zoko begins to climb down from the tree. She is a couple of miles from the studio.*
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Sy'n
Intern Contest Entrant
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Post by Sy'n on Dec 12, 2007 21:13:54 GMT -5
*Sy'n stared at the computer screen contemplating her options. She pressed a few buttons on the console, zooming in on her target. The studio, containing, hopefully, her next clue to the legendary treasure.*
How do you feel about being a reporter Tyran?
*The Mincha jumped onto her shoulder, quietly purring while nuzzling her head into Sy'n's hair.*
*Sy'n smiled to her self, then pressed a few more buttons on the console. She plopped down in the captains chair, placing her leg over the arm rest.*
*As the ship started landing procedures, Sy'n began rubbing the sides of her head. The landing was never smooth enough for her, and always made her sick.*
*All that wouldn't matter though, within the next 24 hours, everything would be on course for her plan.*
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Post by Sparky the Dog on Dec 12, 2007 21:26:39 GMT -5
*Sparky stumbles back into the studio after drinking all night. He got kicked out of all the usual bars that he goes to. not for being to drunk though. But for drinking to much. And Terd's credit cards will only pay for so little till they are maxed out. The night, like most nights, was a blur to sparky. Not quite remembering everywhere he hath been or even whose house it was he woke up in 2 hours ago. or why he was next to a tombstone for that matter.
Sparky stumbled into the break room to see a meditating/sleeping Lone at the table. Being as loud as can be sparky walked over to the cupboard and got him self some Beggin' Strips. because he cant tell its not bacon. He also got him self a about an ounce of coffee which he diluted with about seven ounces of pure Irish Whiskey. and then sat down at the table where he found a disgrunteld but also excited Lone.*
Morning sparky. want to here my tombstone story?
Suuurrrreee. *sparky said it with a yawn and fell asleep instantly but lone didnt seem to notice*
Ok so there i was last night.........
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incaros
Intern Contest Entrant
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Post by incaros on Dec 13, 2007 16:52:26 GMT -5
*while Sparky and Lone where busy talking, an odd looking, old TV with dials instead of buttons, and no power cord waddles into the break room, inching its way to the side so it is right beside the door and facing into the room. Almost as soon as it is done moving, and no one is looking at it, a moss green, three fingered hand slips out of the dark TV screen, followed by an arm covered in a dark blue pin stripe business suit. The hand reaches over for the Dial, switching it to a channel, turning the TV onto a cartoon from the age of Television, the cartoon in black and white. The screen goes blank, as the show starts to go into its first commercial break*
(This is Mr Grinn, the NPC, and who will help bring my character, The Quilton, into the studio. Since he is currently in a crate.)
*the screen lights back up, still in black and white, with an odd looking man wearing a pin Stripe business suit of different shades of gray, his skin being a darker shade of gray. What really makes him stand out is that he has no hair, eyes, ears, or a a nose, just a big, grinning mouth*
Greetings out there in TV land! Do you have troubles in your life, having problems keeping your things in order, chores pilling up, keep losing your care keys or important documents? Then you need a P.D.A!
*he moves his hands from behind his back, pointing it up to the air as he talks*
I am Mr Grinn, and I am here to give you a wonderful, limited time offer to have your own, personal P.D.A 100% free of charge! This amazing offer will likely only come once in a lifetime, and -coughtechnicallycough in the right hands, the P.D.A can do just about anything!
*he then puts its hand down, pulling out a sheet of paper and a pen, holding them in one hand, and together with his thumb, and sticking them out toward the screen, his hand, suit, paper and pen gaining color once they exit* All you need to do is sign this paper!
(Should I have given Mr Grinn a color? I mean, he is kinda an NPC.)
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Post by Tay Mation on Dec 13, 2007 18:19:38 GMT -5
*As Tay finished doing some touch ups the Experimental ship, he quickly prepared it for take off as he had a few errands to run, out and about through the galaxy. He wanted to be home by that afternoon, so he woke up early just for that reason.*
*Tay entered the bridge, sat down at the control panel, and began preparing for take off.*
*Tay opened the Hanger and blasted off.*
First Stop, Alpha Centauri
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Post by Amuki/Ikuma on Dec 13, 2007 19:34:30 GMT -5
*As Amuki approached the interesting looking building she crouched down, changing into a small cat with white hair. She remembered the last time she'd tried to walk into a building like this. There'd been a lot of angry people. Some drooling ones too, but mostly angry ones.*
*It seemed that this time would be much more fun though, because as she neared the building a really big door opened, and a ship came out. Not needing anymore invitation than an open door the white feline slipped inside, her sparkling eyes taking in all the fascinating and pretty things around her*
*After a little while though she moved deeper into the building, prowling about the hallways for something even more interesting. With so many things about, there was actually surprisingly few people. Maybe this was one of those places run by robots, like she'd seen on TV?*
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Post by Rev on Dec 13, 2007 23:44:56 GMT -5
*Rev is relaxing in a tree directly behind the studio, right on the outskirts of the Lothian forest. He seems lost in thought with his hands behind his head as his leg sways lazily off of the branch he is perched upon. A warm breeze blows through the leaves-- followed by an exceedingly warm tornado-strength wind as the experimental ship shoots out of the studio hangar and skims the tips of the trees, leaving most of them, including the one Rev is in, completely barren of foliage*
*sigh* Typical.
*slowly standing up on the now naked branch, Rev sees a pink figure playfully rolling around on the grass to the side of the studio. A small, black animal is also seen amongst the pink. Luna P. playfully paws at Ayame's face as she giggles. Rev smiles and jumps down*
Ayame!
*the figure stops, surprised* Luna P! I knew you could speak!
*Luna P. meows*
Ayame, over here.
*turning* Ah, Rev! How are you today?
*stopping as he reaches the two* I'm fine, I was wondering if you'd be interested in joining me for a stroll through the forest.
Of course! What fun we will have! Perhaps we can find an orphaned deer and raise it as our own! I recently viewed a movie involving such a deer. I will name him Bambi!
Right...
*the two head off toward the woods, with Luna P. closely behind*
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Post by Lone and Shiinto on Dec 14, 2007 0:52:36 GMT -5
...and there it stood, once again, in it's rightful place. The end. Well, what'd you think? Wasn't is a great story? Sparky?
*Lone now realizes that Sparky is asleep*
Hmpf... I bet he fell asleep before I even got to the part about the platypus... Well, the story made me a bit energized, can't sit around here all day.
*Lone got up, straightened out his coat placed Shiinto in his place attached to the belt and stretched out his body. While doing the latter he noticed the strange TV beside the door.*
That's odd... I don't remember that being here when I fell asl... began meditating.
*The screen still showed Grinn holding the paper and pen out of the screen.*
Mr.G: Ahem, like I was saying, all you need to do is sign this paper.
What's about the paper? You know anything Shiinto?
I have no idea I was sle... meditating as well.
Mr.G: Just sign the paper and you will get your very own P.D.A. free of charge.
Sign it? There seems to be some sort of 3-D stuff installed here but I can't possibly sign a paper that's held out of a TV screen, can I?
Mr.G: Just take the pen and sign here *shows the place*
Ok...
*Lone wrote his name on the paper and gave back the pen*
Mr.G: Thank you, it was a pleasure doing business with you.
*The TV screen goes black.*
I have a feeling something very odd just happened...
Would that be anything new in this place?
Point taken.
*Lone then exits the Break Room, searching for something fun to do.*
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incaros
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Post by incaros on Dec 14, 2007 1:43:17 GMT -5
*almost as soon as lone leaves the room, the TV follows, waddling along the hallway and seeming to disappear as soon as it turns around a corner. A few moments later an odd van drives up and stops in front of the studio. The van has a paint job looking like it came right out of an LSD trip, with its colors melting and shifting with each passing moment, the letters N.I.I Drawn on the side, and on the door on the back. The door on the back slides up and open, showing large wooden boxes, and two figures wearing brown jump suits inside, with mask apparently fused to their faces. The figures peek out, nod to each other, and shove a box out that is about the size of a well sized human...about 12 feet in height, and 5 inches from one side to the other. The figures then close the van, which drives off*
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Post by Amuki/Ikuma on Dec 14, 2007 13:39:31 GMT -5
*It wasn't long until Amuki ran into someone else, literally. With her being a small cat though, and Lone being a large, winged, anthropomorphic fox, it was obvious which one won. Amuki yowled in surprise as she rolled away from the onrushing foot.*
Oh, sorry there
*Amuki shifts up into her human form, wearing nothing but a few strategically placed bright yellow stars*
Ummm, Miss?...
Hi there! You can call me Amuki!
*Amuki giggles and bounces over to Lone to lightly touch one of his wings*
Are these real? I haven't seen anyone else here with wings or fur or anything else like that. Well, except for on the TV, but someone told me you can't believe everything you see on there.
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Post by Cat-Girl Ayame on Dec 14, 2007 16:04:19 GMT -5
...and that is why you should never swim in the pools inside the mall of shopping even though you may want to! And they became very mad when I took the money from them, I did not want to, but they were so shiny!
Rev and Ayame continue to walk through the Lothian Forest, Luna P. following close behind, darting here and there to chase butterflies.
You know, swimming in a mall fountain is never something that really came to my mind...
I could not resist. It just looked like so much fun!
Rev and Ayame continued on for a minute or two, until they reached a clearing in the woods. It was perhaps 20 feet across and completely clear except for a raised stone dais on the far end.
Hmmmm. This looks like a nice spot. You hungry Ayame?
One moment. *Ayame scrunches her face, and a whirring sound emanates from her stomach. I am now hungry! Ayame grinned broadly.
With a wave of his arm, Rev produced a blanket, picnic basket, cups, and a full-sized refrigerator to keep the drinks cold on top of the dais.
Ooh! I have never had the pickednick before!
Ayame and Luna P. rush over to the dais with Rev strolling along slowly behind.
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Post by TerdBurgler on Dec 15, 2007 11:39:51 GMT -5
*Terd stood in his room, looking completely defeated. His white pajamas were now covered in burn-holes and ashes, along with his face and hair. Before him was his brand-new 52" plasma television, complete with bullet holes and mega-melting action. After three hours of fire-fighting, Terd was only able to save about a quarter of his 10' x 8' room, mostly because it has been placed so inconveniently as the attic. With a groan, TB started to head down-stairs, not even bothering to begin cleaning.*
Yup, it's gonna be another one of those days...
*It took TB about ten minutes until he realized he was walking the wrong way down the escalator to his room.*
Yeah, one of those days.
*Hopping on the hand-rail of the escalator, TB slid to the bottom and went straight to the men's bathroom where he proceeded to shower, brush his teeth, style his hair with uncanny precision and slip into his standard button-up shirt, tie and dockers. In desperate need of coffee, Terd decided to straight to the break room. But along the way, he ran into a mostly-naked woman and Lone.*
You know, usually this would be the part where I would suffer from an extreme nose-bleed and fall over, but it's really not one of THOSE days.
Uh, Terd?
You aren't wearing any pants!
What!?
*Terd quickly scanned up through the text above and sure enough, he had put on his standard button-up shirt, tie and dockers, but it didn't mention anything about his khakis. It also didn't help that a little somebody was saying quite loudly that it was indeed one of those days to get a nosebleed and fall over.*
*Terd's nose exploded into a nosebleed and he flung himself to the ground in a very dramatic, anime-esk fall.*
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