Bunny Apocalypse: The Next Generation — Part 2
The next generation of future bunny fighters fights on. Continued from (wait for it) Part One.
Date: October 15, 2008
Categories: Hot-Pink Bunnies, RRRs, RPWs, and RPGs
Saturday, 20 April 2024
Life, the universe, pies, hot-pink bunnies, world domination, and everything
The next generation of future bunny fighters fights on. Continued from (wait for it) Part One.
Date: October 15, 2008
Categories: Hot-Pink Bunnies, RRRs, RPWs, and RPGs
The lone bunny, wounded but nevertheless alive, flees from the battlefield littered with the bodies of his comrades. Father would never allow me to give up, he thought bitterly. Then, suddenly, he knew what he had to do. Thus began the journeys of…BABABABUUM! muselover the Second!!!! (My bunny offspring.) (And no, I’m only 11, I don’t actually have kids )
AAARRGH! Someone fix that smiley!
[Done. –Smiley Gnome.]
Unknown to this brave bunny, a family of 4 who failed to get their tax refund sat starving. Their father had gone to look for food, perhaps bunny.
((1,2,3- Guys, if you don’t know the storyline cuz you haven’t read or at least skimmed BA:TNG #1, then please do not post- it confuses the plot. Thanks!))
((Hmm… what can I post? I’m asleep! Hang on….))
‘I was four years old, playing peacefully with Elissa in our room when an HPB came bounding in, along with two black bunnies. We looked up curiously.
“What have we here?” sneered the pink one coldly.
“Two small, innocent bipeds- easily useable,” snickered the first black bunny. Both of the black ones were giving us a rather disconcerting look. We looked at each other, rather confused.
“Excuse me, but what do you want? And what do you mean?” I asked suspiciously- I never trusted bunnies.
“Yeah, we didn’t do anything!” added Elissa boldly.
The bunnies chuckled, a terrible, terrifying sound…
I was 5. It was a dark, clear night. Everyone was screaming. Black bunnies were converging around us, forcing us into a circle in the front hall. Their eyes glittered maliciously at the children nearest them. The main doors burst open, and William came in. You could practically hear his eyes crackling as they swept the terrified crowd. All around me, people were succumbing to his gaze. I, being lower to the ground, was hidden behind some of the older children, so William didn’t see me. Then he started to speak, his voice making me tremble with fear.
“A hint of rebellion has reached my ears,” hissed William menacingly. “For that, you will all be punished- everyone one of you useless bipeds. Attack!” he yelled. The black bunnies began to advance into the crowd, grabbing anyone within reach. I felt something grab me from behind, pull me out of my spot, and slam me against the wall. My head spinning, I opened my eyes- a bunny was holding me against the wall. I screamed, shutting my eyes again, trying to find a way to escape from all this…’
My eyes snapped open.
“They most have used transporter bots,” Groundhog muttered. “Pardon?” I said.
Blaster in hand, I cautiously entered the ship. Hmm. So this is what a bunny ship looks like from the inside.
“Who are you?” asked a voice behind me.
I turned around. “Well, I’ve got the weapon, so, who are you?” I said, blaster pointed at the… kid.
((The kid in question is whoever wants to be himmer. I don’t have one specific character in mind.))
((6- how about me?))
I was covered in a cold sweat, shaking slightly in my seat. My dreams had been vivid. I turned over in my seat to see what was going on. The adults were still talking in the front of the ship. Deciding I needed some air, I pulled myself out of my seat and went towards the door of the ship. I was halfway toward the hatch when I heard footsteps coming toward me. I shrank into the shadows. A tall male passed by, looking cautious.
“Who are you?” I asked. The man turned around, holding a blaster at me. I froze.
“Well, I’ve got the weapon, so, who are you?†asked the stranger. I gulped slighty, my hand moving ever so casually toward my waist. He seemed to notice the movement.
“Don’t move, kid,” he said warningly. “Just answer my question.”
“Padme,” I whispered softly, my eyes still on the gun. He looked at me in surprise.
“Padme? Not Kittymine’s kid?”
“The very one.”
They waited for a while, just in case TGYPWYA would show up. That’s when Baylee noticed Padme had gotten up from her seat and left. There was some murmuring and than a yell. “Somebody! Check on Padme!” She yelled. She started up the ship so whoever had gotten on it wouldn’t be able to escape.
((Hang on- I think TGYPWYA doesn’t really know what’s happened to the rest of the resistance after we defeated William. correct? Then scratch off from ‘he looked at me in surprise’ onward in post 7. If my assumption is incorrect, then ignore this post (TGYPWYA- you’ll have to answer this one for me). ))
((9- You’re right on. I don’t know what’s happened. So I wouldn’t know.))
“Okay, Padme.” I calmed down- this was just a girl, not the ghost of William or anything. “You obviously know something about those cakin’ HPBs if you’re on this ship, but you clearly weren’t in the Resistance. How did you-”
She interrupted. “The Resistance? My mom was in it… Why, were you?”
“Yeah, I was. I’m TGYPWYA.” I replaced my blaster to it’s holster. “Is your mom here? Or anyone else?”
“Well, my mom isn’t here- in fact, a lot of people aren’t here, ” I said sadly. “But my Aunt Groundhog, ZVX, Baylee, and Liss are here.”
Right on cue, Baylee came running into view, her blaster drawn.
“Oh, TGYPWYA! It’s you. Sheesh, you gave us quite a fright. Come on!”
((Oh good, new thread. By the way, ZVX, on the last thread I didn’t mean to sound critical of your post. That was a great tie in of POSOC. I just hope he wants to join, because I have a feeling we’ll find him at one point, and it would be kind of weird having one MBer RPed by another MBer………
I feel left behind. I need some kind of……. um……. some kind of something to bring Kaye back into the story. ‘Cause otherwise, even though I don’t want to, I’ll have to leave this thread. I know technically she’s still with all of you, but she hasn’t been mentioned for a really long time, and she’s not included in any of the action or anything. I haven’t really felt included since the scene in ZVX’s treehouse. I’m not really a longtime BAer or anything, so I can’t appeal on that count, but please, guys, don’t just leave me!
I’ve been saying this over and over, and I know you’re probably thinking something like “we’ve said she’s still with us, it’s not like we killed her or anything…… Come on girl, if you want to get in write yourself in!”……. The truth is, I don’t get on MB as frequently as I used to, I have semi-permanent writer’s block as the result of being in the middle of writing three full-length books, and if Kaye hasn’t been mentioned for three hundred posts and isn’t included in the current conversation it’s harder than it looks from the outside to write her back in. I could write something if someone else wrote something else first, but it’s hard to start from scratch….
[/end rant]))
((12- I’m so sorry, Armada! I definitely don’t want you to leave the thread. I think what my problem is that I don’t really know very much about Kaye’s character. If I knew more, I could probably fit her in better. What’s her personality?))
As TGYPWYA, Baylee, and I walked back towards the main part of the ship, something I had said seemed to hit home.
“Hang on- a lot of people aren’t here? Where is everyone?”
“They were captured by the bunnies. We kids got away- I don’t think the bunnies were after us. But all of the old Resistance, ‘cept Groundhog, Baylee, ZVX, Liss and you, were taken to the Dungeon of Horror.”
(12-Someone needs to rewrite me in, just like you…and I have TWO characters, so it’s harder…)
((15- Hmm… things are slow right now. I have a feeling that once we lift off, we will be attacked on our way to the Trench. But again, I still don’t know much about Mena and Crystl’s personalities. Come to think of it, most of us probably have almost no clue on what personalities diff. characters have. Well, might as well get started telling each other.
PADME:
age:13
personality: semi-quiet, usually cheerful, brave, intelligent (but not a genius), generally uses her common sense though she can be reckless occasionally (like when she tried to land the hovercraft), caring, helpful.
other bits: can use the Force, loves cats, is plagued by traumatic memories, has an abhorrence to guns in general (so uncivilized!), suffers from vertigo at heights over 100 feet, is easily manipulated by Tarnug.
BA
((I’m sorry, guys. I am such a sucker. I haven’t been on in three days, and we’ve already got a new thread.
Armada- Don’t leave. PLEASE don’t leave. You’re one of our best RP-ers, so don’t. We need you.
Also to Armada: yes, we have to convince POSOC to come back; but my post left it hanging that POTENTIALLY, POSOC wouldn’t ever be found. ))
“TGYPWYA, get your gun off of our kids. What do you want to do, stun them?”
“No. But Padme…well, I’m paranoid ever since there was that explosion–and, well, I hate to break it to you, but bombings creep me out.”
I grinned and hugged TGYPWYA. “Yeah, well, none of us were particularly excited about zooming into enemy territory and firing a giant rocket with our friends on the inside of the target.”
“Yup. Ah, well, I see you still have the same intentions?†said TGYPWYA, looking around skeptically. “Typical, raiding a bunny outpost with a gang of kids.â€
“Yeah. Well…” Said Baylee. “We’ve come a ways. I was walking around on the street, ZVX was living in a tree, Groundhog was the normal one.”
I woke up on some sort of bed. I groaned, rubbing my eyes sleepily. Someone was talking quietly in the room nearby. “Mom?” I asked groggily. I stood up, swinging my legs onto the cold metal floor. I couldn’t find my boots, so I walked along through the doorway. A few people were standing around or sitting in large chairs welded into the floor. I couldn’t really tell where I was. I was sure I’d never been there before.
I looked, instead, at the faces of the people around me. There was Baylee, and Padme, who stood next to someone that I didn’t know.
“Who’s this?” I asked sleepily, walking slowly over to them.
“Name’s TGYPWYA”, replied the man. “And who are you, exactly?”
“Zena Conan”, I replied.
“This is Aggie’s daughter”, said Baylee.
“I thought so”, said TGYPWYA. “Same eyes, y’know.”
“Yeah”, I nodded, hair falling into my eyes. I jammed my bangs behind my ears.
“How did they get captured?” asked TGYPWYA, turning to Baylee.
“I don’t really recall”, said Baylee, shrugging.
“The bunnies flew through the roof”, I replied almost immediately. I knew exactly what he was talking about. “They took her in a ship, and flew away.”
“Same with me”, said Padme. “Stole her right out of the sky.”
TGYPWYA shook his head. “They never did get much smarter, even after all these years.”
“Yes, they did”, replied Padme softly.
“You should see the weapons they have now”, I added.
“How do you know what weapons they’ve got?” asked TGYPWYA suspicioulsy.
“I saw it”, I replied, not knowing how else to answer.
“Mind reader?” he asked.
“No”, I replied. “Psychic.”
((17- alter ego alert?))
We walked back to the main part of the ship. There were greetings all around for TGYPWYA. Zena came abling in, rubbing her eyes sleepily. Thankfully, she was no longer pink.
“Zena! How are you feeling?”
“Much better. Thanks for asking, Padme.”
We joined in the adult’s conversation.
“So how did they get captured?” asked TGYPWYA.
“I don’t recall,” said Baylee, shrugging.
“The bunnies flew through the roofâ€, Zena replied almost immediately. “They took her in a ship, and flew away.â€
“I don’t actually know what happened to my mother,” I added. “I was downstairs practicing with my lightsaber, when I heard someone call my name. I thought it was mom so I went upstairs. There was a bunny there, disguised in a coat. He told me my mom had been taken somewhere. After I dispatched him, I saw that the kitchen had scorch marks on the walls, like a fight had gone on. And now all of our parents are stuck in the Dungeon of Horror!”
“There’s that place again!” said TGYPWYA in confusion. “What is the Dungeon of Horror?”
“It’s a secret bunny torture center built in the base of Mt. Saint Helens,” replied Groundhog. “It’s rather near the Trench. So the plan is the fly this bucket to the Trench, get supplies, and then storm the base and free the others, using the information from a black bunny that we captured. I’ve made sure that he can only speak the truth.”
KITTYMINE:
We were free of our bonds, busy wreaking havoc and mayhem all over the place. We had found a cache of blasters, which had been distributed around. I was currently running down a long hallway, blasting bunnies out of the way. My main fear was what would happen if we met Xeer. I mean, I would obviously try to blast him, but you never know what might happen. Anyhoo…
BLAST!
“Take that you puce cottontails!” yelled Aggie behind me. I heard cheers from a few of the others who had followed us. As we ran, I noticed a space of wall ahead that looked reflective. I slowed down, pausing in front of it. What I saw made me nauseous.
“Guys… do you see what were wearing?”
“No…” said Aaron nervously. I pointed to the wall. Our scared reflections looked back at us, wearing…
“AAHHH! They put us in hot pink footie pajamas!!!!”
((19- %^#@! ow. ow. ow. Yes, that was me!))
“And something else you should know, TGYPWYA,” I said. “The Dungeon of Horror is really quite a clever construction. The heat of the semi-active volcano heats it, so it’s never cold there, and the entrance is right in the crater. If we simply drop into the tunnel, though, we’re going to be incinerated by the bunnies ship detectors.”
“Xeer’s a better commander,” He remarked. “But I’m more worried about what will happen when we get stuck in a battle…I mean, we’ll have to teach the kids.”
“Yeah,” added Groundhog. “Well, we could do some sort–”
Zena cut her off. “You mean that our fighting skills aren’t enough?”
“Not in a battle, no.” I said quietly.
((hot pink footsie pajamas with ears!!!!))
“Well, obviously. I mean, I personally think that we’re pretty good fighters. But I do have to admit- I would love to work on my skills a bit. I haven’t used my robot in-” I counted in my head- “two days!”
“Easy for you to say- so of us take this as a personal insult,” grumbled Kaye.
“Guys, face it- you haven’t been at this thing for very long. Yes, you did an okay job at the hangar. But that wasn’t full scale,” said ZVX kindly. “So well be stopping at the Trench first. Now I suggest you all get some sleep- it’s going to be a long flight and it is currently 11:00 pm.” (since we’re not getting knocked out, we have to actually go to sleep. How annoying.)
((19- Pink footie pj’s! THE CLOTHES OF EVIL! *runs around screaming*))
((Kit- ty !!!!!!!!! Pink footie pyjamas!?!?!?!? Darn groundhog!!!!!!!!!
But thank you for writing Kaye back in. Even if it takes an insult.
(I’m joking, really, no offense……)))
“Good idea, ZVX. I hear that on your last mission you slept once every two months or something.”
Kaye giggled, and immediately cut herself off. Giggling? What the heck was wrong with her these days? She was……. She was….
She was enjoying herself. For the first time in her life, she was enjoying herself.
“So, where are the beds on this thing?” one of the girls– Kaye was pretty sure her name was Padme– asked, cutting off her thoughts. “Over there,” said the man who was apparently in charge of the spaceship. “It might be a little cramped, since this ship wasn’t designed for this many people to live in, but we’ll manage.”
((Can’t think of anything else right now…….. We can just skip to tomorrow if you guys want to))
((23 – Hey, whoa! The pajamas were Robert’s idea, not mine. And I didn’t tell Kitty to do that either, she did it herself. So yell at her. I admit that it was my idea to have the kidnapped resistance members wearing those, but my idea didn’t involve them realizing what they were wearing. If it makes you feel better, you can make them kidnap me later on. And yes, skipping to tomorrow sounds like a good idea. We’ll just be docking at the Base.))
NEXT DAY:
A scraping sound woke me up. I leapt out of my bunk in the aft dormitory and looked out of a porthole. We were docking at the Base, but the docking station was covered in barnacles and other assorted marine life, so it was a tight fit. I went over to Jenny’s bunk, where she was still sleeping peacefully. No surprises there. She’d slept through all of yesterday’s battle, and only woke up after we’d gotten into the ship and I was able to wake her up without risking either of us getting shot. “Jenny?” I said, shaking her shoulders. “Wake up, we’re at the Base.” Jenny moaned tiredly. “Don wanna go school…” she mumbled. “Kids’r meenme.” I shook her again. “You don’t have to go to school now, Jenny.” I said. “At least not regular school. You’ll get to learn how to fight the bunnies, and I promise that the kids won’t be mean to you.” Jenny’s eyes slowly opened. “Oh.” she said. “Okay.” I looked around at everyone else. Some people were waking up, but others weren’t. “Jenny, I’m giving you a job.” I said. “Can you go around and make sure that everyone wakes up? We’ll need to get out of this ship and into the Base soon.” “Okay.” Jenny replied. I attempted to smooth out my three-day-old slept-in clothes and went up to the cockpit to dock the ship manually. The autopilot wasn’t absolutely accurate, and with the size of the docking port reduced by barnacles, the software might actually scrape a hole in the side of the ship while trying to dock.
JENNY:
I walked over to one of the beds and tried to shake whoever was sleeping in it–I couldn’t tell. Himmer just groaned and buried enself under the blankets. I climbed up to the bed above that one and tried to wake up that person instead. But himmer tried to push me away, and I almost fell off the ladder. I got down from there as fast as I could. This wasn’t working at all. I decided to try something different–it wouldn’t wake me up, but maybe it would work on them. I took a deep breath and yelled at the top of my lungs: “WE’RE HERE! WE’RE HERE! EVERYONE WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!!! OR I’LL EAT ALL OF THE BREAKFAST MYSELF!!!” I took another deep breath so I could yell some more, but they started to wake up, and they looked kind of mad. I crawled under my bed and hid.
((24-It was your idea to have the kidnapped people be wearing them, though. It’s okay, though, you don’t need to get kidnapped. I don’t really care, one way or the other.
By the way, everyone, POSOC might join at some point. I don’t know though, I’m not too sure he’s interested in BA anymore….. ))
((25 – I just said that–read my post in OWTH4 for an explanation.
And I hope POSOC comes back! I miss him.))
Whoever was lucky enough crawled into their beds and fell asleep, while lots of other people tried to make a bed on the floor. Baylee tossed her pack to someone, saying it would make a good pillow, and got a cup of coffee, she needed to be awake and alert for the long flight ahead. With the least amount of movement and noise possible (which would be about as quiet as an angry elephant), the ship took off into the inky black sky.
((So, I guess I’ve been unhypnotized. Hookay. Whatever.))
My watch beeped in my ear. I always had my waterproof, light up, plexiglass watch on, even in the shower. I looked at it. 6:15, the time Mum insisted I woke up. That way, if I fell back asleep, I wouldn’t sleep so soundly and would be easier to wake up. But today, I actually got out of bed. I yawned, stretching my arms out, and promptly tripped over a sleeping body.
((26-I did. Go see. And bring some anti-HPB medicine, if you would………
I miss POSOC too. Even though technically I wasn’t there when he was part of BA, I read the entire story from the beginning before I joined, so I feel like I was there. Go to the Halloween Ball thread and bug him to come back, please…….))
I climbed into my makeshift bed- two benches folded down, covered with a bedroll (courtesy of the large storage closet). I curled up, but found it almost impossible to fall asleep. Pictures kept swirling through my head- Elissa’s face, Tarnug’s evil grin, the dreadful headmistress Miss Venicia (who took control after the bunnies had been erradicated)…
The next thing I knew, I heard Jenny yelling at the top of her lungs.
“WE’RE HERE! WE’RE HERE! EVERYONE WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!!! OR I’LL EAT ALL OF THE BREAKFAST MYSELF!!!â€
“Jenny! Why’d ya do that?” I whined groggily.
“‘Cuz mommy said so.”
“Oh.”
((28- I said that you were! In post 19 I noticed you coming towards us, rubbing your eyes and mercifully de-pinked (I’m paraphrasing). So obviously someone fixed you, just the fix wasn’t posted.))
((31- Eh? I’m Roberta. I assumed it was Zena, as she was bunnified. I was hypnotized. *technical difficulties*))
((32- AAHHH! Sorry! I keep getting people mixed up. But yes, I think you can safely assume you were fixed too, because if Zena was fixed, then so were you.
And to all who post here: STOP BEATING UP ON MY SISTER!!!!! It was me who typed in the fateful letters that spelled out our captive parents’ hot pink doom. Okay, so she had mentioned the idea on OWTH4. But it was I who posted it. You can send me however much annoyance posts you want, but I wrote it because it made sense and is really rather hilarious. END OF DISSCUSION!))
((33- Okay. I get it now… wait, no, I don’t.))
I was on my way down the corridor to find a bathroom when my ears were nearly fried off by a yell. “Holy carp,” I muttered to myself, “What was that?!”
FILL ME IN. PLEASE. *has been on Disney cruise*
I got out of bed quickly, changing before the bathrooms got completely swamped- once I’m up, I get right out of bed. I’m a morning person ususally, but all this traveling around and running for our lives stuff whacked out my internal clock. I pulled on my sleeveless beige tunic, loose brown leggings, and brown boots. I brushed out my waist lenghth hair, rebraided it down my back, and raced to the kitchenette. I mean, Jenny might have been a tiny bit serious when she said she would eat all the breakfast. I shook my head.
‘That kid has the appetite of a horse.’ I thought with a wry grin.
I met Groundhog in the kitchen, who was already dressed and talking to ZVX while she laid out breakfast. I noticed that there was quite an array of food to choose from.
“So Aunt Groundhog- I suppose you have one of those machines from Hitchhiker’s Guide that detects what you’re craving and makes it for you,” I joked. ZVX laughed.
“No, it just happpens that bunnies are gluttons, so we have plenty of food.”
((35- Sure! I didn’t see your post when I was posting. Hang on- *does a double take*- you went on a Disney cruise? Lucky!
SUMMARY!!!!!!!
(I’m starting from post 338 of part 1)
So we are all fighting. ZVX, Baylee, and Cerre manage to get a bunny ship that is pink and green splattered (green for camo you know). Meanwhile, Zena and I get inside a bunny hangar where the bunnies are unloading cratefuls of test tubes full of hot pink hypnobunnification gas. One bunny drops one, causing Zena’s hair to turn pink for some reason, although we were both holding our breath. We are chased by bunnies in the hangar, destroy them, load the crates into a hovercraft, and fly out to meet the others in the meeting spot. Zena turns completely pink and collapses to the floor, groaning. I knock her out and crash land the craft. Luckily none of the crates break open. Zena is taken to the ship ZVX and Co. found. Connor, Rachel, and Sophia come running in supporting Roberta, who was knocked out by Connor as soon as he realized she had been hypnotized by the bunnies. We all get on the ship. We don’t take off since TGYPWYA’s ship had been spotted during the skirmish with the bunnies. He turns up, we fly off and have a slight argument about training up the kids, in which Kaye’s feelings are hurt. We go to sleep for once (since we don’t have anyone to knock us out. How annoying). We are now either being woken up by Jenny’s yell (see post 24)- or by his or her personal alarm clock- and are going towards breakfast. That is all))
((37- I think we’re waking up at Marianas Base. You left that out. Good summary, though.
Wait, we are at Marianas, right? Just want to check before I post.))
After I docked the ship, I went into the kitchen and began raiding the bunnies’ pantry. There was actually a lot of really good stuff in there, and a quick check for bunny pigment (it has a very distinctive smell) told me that none of it was going to bunnify us. I guessed that the bunnies didn’t need hot-pink pigmentation in their diets, unlike flamingos. And they weren’t expecting any humans to be eating this stuff. I pulled a large box of donuts in assorted flavors off of a top shelf and arranged them nicely on a platter. I found orange juice, pineapple juice, grapefruit juice and milk in the refrigerator, and instant coffee and hot cocoa, both in several flavors, in a little box next to the toaster and coffeemaker. I pulled a couple of loaves of bread and a bag of croissants out of the breadbox, and stuck a couple of the croissants in the toaster oven for myself. The table was pretty full now, and I still had to put out plates, so I decided that if anyone wanted something else, they could just ask, or find it themselves. As I was setting the table, ZVX walked in. “You should rent her out as a foghorn” he said. “You mean Jenny?” I said. “I know. She was even worse as a baby–I had to soundproof her room until she was old enough to control herself.” I was just finishing putting out the utensils when Padme walked in. “So Aunt Groundhog–I suppose you have one of those machines from Hitchhiker’s Guide that detects what you’re craving and makes it for you.†she joked. ZVX laughed. “No, it just happpens that bunnies are gluttons, so we have plenty of food.†I looked at him curiously. Didn’t he know that Padme had been raised in a bunny orphanage and probably knew all too well how much the bunnies overate. I’d actually heard reports of bunnies eating some of the victims that they didn’t bunnify. I decided not to comment though, instead putting the finishing touches on the table. I stood back and admired the feast spread out before me. It really did look delicious, and a good thing too. We’d all need to build up our strength before we began to practice. Behind me, the toaster oven dinged, and I took out my two croissants and broke them open. A quick rummage in the fridge got me a tub of butter, which I scraped the top off of and spread on my croissants. Just then, Jenny dashed in.
JENNY:
Once everyone had finally left to go to the bathroom or something, I crawled out from under my bed and ran off to the kitchen. There was something cooking in there, and it smelled really good. When I got there, I saw Mom, Padme ad ZVX standing around. Mom was buttering a roll. I looked at the table and saw the huge pile of…donuts…in the middle. I sat down on one of the chairs and filled my plate with as many donuts as I thought Mom wouldn’t get mad at me for eating. Padme filled my cup with milk–maybe to make up for the donuts with something healthy. I bit into my first donut. It was filled with chocolate, and it was yummy. But as I ate, I wondered something. “What are we going to do here anyway?” I asked.
“We’re going to practice, get you ready for raiding the bunny HQ.” Baylee said while tossing an apple into the air. She found a small cave to park the ship in and was carefully maneuvering around small rock formations. “Get ready for a day of sweat and tears, non stop training.” She said dramatically.
((38- yes we are at the base.))
Jenny came bounding in, spotted the doughnuts, and went totally doughnut happy. She took as many as possible (I think her total was 4 large doughnuts, 20 sum odd munchkins), piling up her plate. I poured her a tall glass of milk- I mean, she had to have something to wash down all of that. Besides, milk has lots of calcium in it.
I for one spotted the croissants and immediately made a beeline for them. I buttered a few, poured myself some hot cocoa, an began to eat with gusto. About the time when I had finished my first croissant, everyone else started to come in. Kaye popped into the kitchen, her eyes wide as she looked at the literal feast that Groundhog had set out.
“Whoa…can I say breakfast or what!”
Next came Mena and Crystl, both still a bit sleepy eyed. They ran for toast and orange juice. Last in were Zena and Zavier. Zavier took one look at the doughnuts and said, “Doughnuts! I hope there are some coconut ones!” For some reason, Groundhog appeared to be cracking up silently.
((R&D people: We’re out of coconut donuts! We’re out of coconut donuts!))
((42- Auuuugh! Wait–I don’t exist here. *poof*))
((43- IBCF???? Have you been following this thread? Obviously you have been.))
((43- Waitwaitwaitwait!!! Come back!))
I walked into the kitchen with ‘Mena and Crystl and grabbed a chocolate muffin. Then I fixed myself a cup of cocoa with marshmallows and sat next to Liss and Zena.
((Thanks, Kittymine!))
Jenny started yelling. “WE’RE HERE! WE’RE HERE! EVERYONE WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!!! OR I’LL EAT ALL OF THE BREAKFAST MYSELF!!!”
Connor looked up, bleary-eyed and irritated. Rachel simply rolled over and kept sleeping, while Sophia (sharing the same bed) started yelling too. “HEY, WE’RE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE! BE QUIET OR ELSE I’LL –”
Connor covered her mouth, shushing her. It was too late, however: Rachel, next to her, had sat up and rubbed her eyes. “What time is it?” she asked sleepily.
“That doesn’t matter,” Connor said. “Let’s go to breakfast.”
They entered the room, rubbing their eyes, and —
“WOAH, LOOK AT ALL THE FOOD!” Rachel yelled. Sophia had skipped the shocked part and was already busy eating a chocolate donut.
“Shut up, Baylee.” I elbowed her. “We’re not drill sergeants, really.” I smiled at the kids wolfing down the food. “They’ve got appetite. Well, they’ll need the strength; we have to get down to business, and soon.”
“Yes,” Agreed Baylee. “If we don’t…yeah. You know what I mean.”
Cerre appeared from a trapdoor on the ceiling, bravely poking her head out. “There’s a stock of weapons up–ouch–here, but these stupid boxes are–caking–falling on me!”
“That’s an entertaining sight,” I said. “Don’t drop, the kids’ll eat you if you land in their food.”
“Probably,” she said, and withdrew her head. Several crashes followed.
“Right, guys,” said Groundhog. “Wrap up. We’re going in. And a few rules: whatever you do, don’t go outside, you’ll find yourself at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean; don’t attempt to fly the ship; and DON’T go anywhere suspicious.”
There was a dull chorus of “Okays”. I suspected that the kids would jump at a chance to explore places, and Groundhog was using reverse psychology.
Everybody started eating all the food ravenously. The ship lurched to a stop. Baylee stood atop of her chair and cupped her hands over her mouth. “Ladies and gentlemen, we have now arrived at the Marianas Base, the time is now 7:00 AM and the temperature outside is sixty-three degrees Fahrenheit, witha a light fog. Please remain in the ship until the fasten seat belt sign is turned off.”
((IBCF! Wait, come back!
So we’re just eating breakfast now, right? And we’ve just arrived at the base? So what, I’m gonna eat. I’m hungry.))
“Mmmm, donuts for breakfast!” Kaye grabbed one in each hand and started scarfing them down. Wow, these are good. What do bunnies eat, normally?”
The ship bumped the ground, and everyone rushed to look out the windows. ” Whoa…….” Roberta breathed. “This place is awesome. ”
“It is, isn’t it?” said ZVX with a touch of pride. “It was built during the bunny takeover, so we basically had to assemble it from scratch. We did pretty well, don’t you think?”
((By the way, where exactly is the Marianas Trench? It’s obviously a long way from New York, but where?))
I picked at the last bit of muffin, my small appetite full. I don’t eat much’; that’s why I’m so thin. I’m not anorexic, nor am I a diet. I just don’t like wasting time eating when I could be doing something intresting. I slipped away, muttering something about going to the bathroom, and closed the door behind me.
I looked at my watch. The bathrooms were quite a ways away, so I estimated I had about 12 minutes to see if there was anything intresting here.
“Well, we are actually on one of the islands near the Philippines. It’s kind of near Iwo Jima. The Mariana Trench is the deepest part of the Pacific Ocean. The Mariana Islands (also the Marianas, or Ladrones) are an archipelago. Right now, we’re in the southern part, near Guam.”
“Thanks, Baylee. We’re on a tropical island, huh? No wonder you used this place for your base, it’s beautiful as well as being in the middle of nowhere well away from bunny surveillance, and being in the jungle would take care of satellites, right?”
4- Well, I’m just doing my own RRR.
((53-Sorry, kiddo, but we have a plot here. You can join if you want, preferably with a different character so our meetings won’t consist entirely of us trying to kill each other. But if you want to do, as you say, ‘your own RRR’ (and this is an RPG, by the way, not an RRR. Also, it’s technically impossible to do an RRR by yourself), then this is not the place. I’m not sure if there’s anywhere you can go that’s better suited to what you have in mind. You should have been here during Bunny Melee.
I don’t mean to sound harsh, by the way. I’m sorry if I come across like I am.))
Well, that thread is kinda long. Could someone post a recap?
((55-Sure……. It’s pretty complicated, though……
So, after Bunny Apocalypse ended (and no, I’m not going to try describing BA’s plot; it would be hopeless. It does make good reading, though, so take a look), the various characters went their separate ways. That is, they grew up, got married (or not), had kids (or not), and pretty much tried to forget the bunny wars (or, again, not). This story takes place twelve years after BA ended, with all the adults being kidnapped by Xeer, son of William, who was the bunny leader in BA (William, that is, not Xeer). All the adults except groundhog, ZVX, and TGYPWYA, that is (correct me if I’m wrong, people). A lot of stuff has happened to the kids, but basically they’re on a mission to rescue their parents (that is, us) from the Dungeon of Horror (don’t ask). Right now, we’ve just arrived at an old Resistance base in the Marianas Trench.
By the way, the Resistance is the group of people who were fighting William in BA. If you’re going to join, you might as well know the basic terminology.
I’m not quite sure how you’re going to get in on this, but I suppose you could have hitchhiked the spaceship or something to get to the Trench. Or not, that actually sounds pretty ridiculous, but something like that.
By the way, it would help to know if your character is human or a bunny. That way you can join and we won’t have to kill you accidentally.
Hope I helped! ))
I wasn’t able to sleep the night previous. Dreams of my mother and father swam lazily through my brain when I tried to rest, so I sat awake through the night, reminiscing and listening to the dull roar of the ship’s engine for hours on end.
Then, someone was awake and yelling. Jenny ran around the bunk room, screaming about breakfast. I unblocked my ears, stomach growling. “Mmmmmm, food!” I cried, scrambling out of bed and into the main cabin after everyone else. An enormous lot of food stood on plates and tables in front of us. I ran and went head-over-heels for a bowl of scrambled eggs. Once there was a sufficient ton of food on my plate, I sat at the long table and began stuffing my face.
“Good Muses, Zena, don’t eat so much, you’ll be sick!” cried Roberta. Suddenly, we began our descent to land once more. I rushed to the window beside Roberta, wanting to finally see Earth again. It was beautiful from the sky. I could hardly tell that it had ever been burning.
“Whoa…” Roberta breathed. “This place is awesome!”
It was a long stretch of blue ocean, swirling in the afternoon breeze and glowing a lovely sapphire.
“It’s just an ocean”, I said. “What’s so special about it?”
Suddenly, the ship took a nosedive. We plummeted towards the waves at top speed. Everyone screamed, holding onto the railing near the windows. Then, we broke the surface of the ocean.
“Wow.”
Everyone breathed in collectively as we caught sight of it: a long, silver strip across the ocean floor that glimmered faintly in the faint light that wafted through the gently crashing waves above. It was like a base, an expansive half-cylinder with large, thick windows atop it to view the waters above. Strange and exotic fish swam past the ship, eyeing us with apprehension. I could hardly believe it was makeshift.
We were received in the ship’s port on one flat end of the cylindrical base. We put down the landing gears, and water slowly drained out of the room after the watertight doors had completely shut.
((56- Don’t forget about Liss! And speaking about Liss, where the fudge is she?))
My 12 minutes were up. I had only discovered the bathrooms. Ah, the irony, I thought as I sat back down. I ate the rest of my muffin and threw the paper plate away.
(PHILOMENA:
age: 9
personality: curious, mature, has lab in basement and can make usually inflammable stuff blow up, mischievous, and otherwise going on 15
other bits: Olympic-level gymnast, looks Irish (red hair, freckles, green eyes), singer and actress, cat-lover, uses AvalonGirl’s whip during combat, addicted to custard and pudding and pocky, very tall and thin.
CRYSTL:
age:7
personality: very smart, slightly childish, and otherwise ‘Mena’s double
other bits: prefers to use a crescent-shaped discus/boomerang during combat, very smart, and otherwise twin of ‘Mena)
“This,” I said, with a flourish. “Is where you will be training. It is a magnificent schooling area, no?”
“Spare us the theatrics,” muttered Groundhog.
“Alright, then. I was just giving them a warm welcome…but, anyway, you have to decide what sorts of positions you want…for instance, we have scientists, crazy, insane inventors–me, Groundhog, and POSOC–battle commanders, spies, assassins, gunners, weapon developers–again, yours truly–and so on. And of course, executioners.”
“WHAT!” Yelped Philomena. “You mean–”
“S’not as bad as it sounds. We don’t actually kill the bunnies, but ‘excecutioners’ is our pet name for questioners. Generally, the name makes the bunnies more scared of us.”
“Oh-kayyy…”
Cerre appeared. “Of course, if it’s an on-the-job necessity, you can k–”
I stopped her. “Before we get into the finer points, let’s explain some regulations that we–the fighters–and the court–me, Groundhog, POSOC, Agrrrfishi, TGYPWYA, and a few others laid down to ensure no technical problems–or cold-blooded killing of the bunnies. Here they are.” I handed out a stack of pages. They read.
“1: Anyone [in service of the Resistance by contract] who has showed insubordination to a ranking captain shall be fined, or, [depending on the seriousness of the offense] may be punished in ANY WAY seen fit by the Resistance as a whole.
Subsection A: If the insubordinate in question has committed a heinous act, such as betrayal [of Class A++] or murder, the Resistance has the right to execute or imprison the said.
2: Regarding the law, any Resistance member to publicly shoot a laser rifle, handgun, automatic, or other laser weapon in a public human area has their contract, membership, and weapons withheld temporarily.
Subsection A: Resistance members do have the right to discharge a laser weapon if attacked in a normal human area.
3: If any Resistance member withholds information from the commanders, their membership is TERMINATED.”
“Wow;” said Padme.
““WHAT!†I yelped. “You mean–”
“Wow,” Crystl echoed. “Yup.”
“Yup yup.”
“Yup yup yup.”
“Yup yup yup yup.”
Crystl started continuing the ‘yup’ series, but stopped when Roberta stared.
“But I have a metal crescent! I wouldn’t be allowed to throw it, anyway, because it can slice through steel, and bystanders wouldn’t be a problem…” Crystl murmured…
The bunny (muselover the Second) says, “Kinda strict around here, aren’t they?”
((I’ll come back, if you want me to. And as long as nobody powerplays my character.))
((Scratch the adopted part for my kids, whatever.
Rachel:
Age 2 (twin)
A genius (done with middle school, or something like that), tallish for her age, doesn’t toddle too much, still takes naps, has the maturity of a 12-year-old, cool and calm – sometimes, impatient, stubborn, easily scared.
Sophia:
Age 2 (twin)
Basically the same as Rachel, except she is very temperamental and very mischievous. Not very easily scared, more brave.
Connor:
Age… 25, maybe?
Weary, fought in the war previously, is Emma and Lucy’s older brother who fled their burning village and was on the run for a while, a bit of a hothead and reckless.
Now that the characters have been well and truly defined, they will now act according to their personalities.))
((62-If you want to be with us, you need to write in some way you got to us, and join us. It’s too confusing if you just jump in and pretend you’ve been here the whole time.
IBCF! Yes, come back! Please! We won’t powerplay you, I promise!))
“Hey, waitaminit. Define coldblooded. I mean, when you guys were in the bunny wars, you killed hundreds of bunnies…. What exactly constitutes coldblodedness? Is it okay to slaughter bunnies if they tried to kill you first, or what?”
((UM…
Baylee:
Age: Somewhere around 23, birthday unknown.
Physical description: Tall, slender but strong, short messy black hair, dark eyes, pale skin, broad shoulders, that’s about it.
Skilled in the ways of the force (sorry, Star Wars is on my mind), she’s reckless, a rogue and a loner. She’s witty and usually sarcastic. Her flaw is that she doesn’t trust anyone, and a few other things
I’ve been requested to appear on this thread. Will someone summarize what’s happened in Next Generation so far, por favor? I haven’t really been keeping track.
67- I think Armada posted a summary on post #56…
So what happened to me? Where am I?
I listened to ZVX ‘laying down the law’, as it were. I shuddered to think that shooting a gun would be punishable by death. I could hardly imagine my mother disciplining, much less murdering, anyone she was so close to. Would she have killed me if I misbehaved? It was nearly barbaric to think about, and I shuddered.
“Is there a problem?” ZVX asked sternly.
“No”, I said, quickly shaking my head.
((67- Welcome back! (Or just welcome) I posted a summary in post 56.
68-I’m not sure where you are…. You and POSOC could have stolen a spaceship (aircraft, pod, insert flying thing here) from the bunnies, or something, and now you land at the base…..))
((67- Do what IBCF said, and read 403 of the last thread.
68- Last I remembered, you just messed with a bunny sub’s control’s and was transported back to the Base by a Bot. You could be there, and had made a bit of a permanent residence there. I don’t know. Make something up.))
Holy carp, I thought. This guy seems serious. Suddenly, I heard a blast of sound that was like standing next to an amplifier at a Disaster Area concert.
((If you don’t want to include the deafening blast, fine. Maybe this isn’t the time…))
Here’s my story up to now:
My father (muselover) was kidnapped by Xeer, so, not knowing of the resistance, I set out on a long and fruitless search for him. Finally, though, my clues led me to the Mariana Trench. I saw some Musebloggers, followed them, and here I am.
Profile:
muselover the Second
Type: Bunny
Physical description: Tall for a bunny, strong, but can’t endure pushups or running for very long
Have a Kingdom Hearts keyblade (inherited from my father) and have a great sense of humor. My only weakness is that I am determined, but a bit of a wimp.
But I’m also a rogue bunny. I’m on your side, since Xeer betrayed me in the name of power.
((72/73- If you’re posting OOC, put it in double parntheses. If you are only posting OOC in your post, you can leave the parantheses out.))
ZINC:
I stared in disbelief at my reflection. “No fair!” I said, astonished.
((67 – POSOC!!! You’re back! Yay!))
“Yep.” I replied to all of the yuppers, just to break the chain. “We mean business here. We have to, otherwise the bunnies would decimate us.” I paused. “Now, as for training, I think that all of the old equipment is still here, and while it’s a bit out-of-date, it’s still usable. My personal favorite is the obstacle room, so I’ll probably be heading in there sometime soon, as long as we don’t find any problems with the machinery or computers. For anyone who doesn’t know what the choices are, or is having a hard time choosing, just look at the directory on the wall when we go in.”
What’s OOC?
“So can we get to training?” Kaye asked impatiently. “All this is fine, but we’re not doing much good by sitting here freaking out about what happens if we decide to betray ZVX or groundhog, which I don’t think we’re going to do anyway…. So can we start?”
Oh, I get it. HTML Gnome, please fix those posts and also post 76.
Baylee attached the ship to the outside of the docking area. “Well everyone! Just follow us and you’ll be fine, the base is huge and you can get lost.” Groundhog said. The kids nodded and formed a line in front of the door. It slid open to reveal a huge garage like area. They led them to the door on the far side of the room, and it opened into a long blue hallway, with a huge window looking out at a gym. “This is the gym, in here we just practice martial arts, and play the occasional games of soccer and basketball. It’s used for many purposes other than that, I just forgot, of course.” Baylee said. “And to the left you’ll find out fencing arena, the name speaks for itself. The archery range is in a different hallway, which we will show you soon, and the ‘dorms’ are near the main control room. You will learn to live off the land, melee and ranged combat, how to fly a ship, and a lot of other stuff I’m too lazy to say.”
Can I possibly join in the fun?
((80-Sure. Read post #56 for a summary, or if you want read the whole story from the beginning, go ahead. After that, all you need to do is give us a brief description of your character and write yourself in. Since we seem to be having a wave of people joining, you could maybe ride in with IBCF and POSOC. Ask them.
Oh, and by the way, use double parentheses when you’re not roleplaying. Observe the beginning and end of my post.))
((To IBCF and POSOC- thank you so much for deciding to rejoin BA. Now, post 56 has a condensed version of parts one and two of BA:TNG. For a more detailed one, read post 37 of part two. Should I help write you guys in?))
I looked through the pages that ZVX had handed out. The laws didn’t seem that complicated- rather straightforward and sensible. I yupped along with everyone else before following ZVX, Baylee, TGYPWYA, and Groundhog out of the ship. My eyes widened as we were showed around all of the different rooms.
“This is the gym, in here we just practice martial arts, and play the occasional games of soccer and basketball. It’s used for many purposes other than that, I just forgot, of course.†Baylee said. “And to the left you’ll find out fencing arena, the name speaks for itself. The archery range is in a different hallway, which we will show you soon, and the ‘dorms’ are near the main control room. You will learn to live off the land, melee and ranged combat, how to fly a ship, and a lot of other stuff I’m too lazy to say.â€
I whistled. “This place is wonderful! It’s got everything I could want and more! I can’t wait to get started.” Groundhog rolled her eyes to the ceiling.
((I’m going to be Manno
6 years old
8 feet tall
Manno has a cranky temperament when he doesn’t get what he wants, but for the rest of the time he is nice. He super aim with a sling shot! He is not very smart except when it comes to knowing what to eat. Manno is very athletic and can do 200 pull ups.))
((82- Yes. please)).
((83-You sure about that? I mean, this RPG is sorta unrealistic, but not to the point of everything-goes, make-it-as-silly-as-you-like-type stuff. That kind of thing was what made POSOC leave in the first place, and honestly, (and I really don’t mean to sound harsh) I think I’d have a fit if he left again because it was getting too silly again. POSOC, Aja did not mislead you. BA:TNG is much less silly than BA (and I admit it, BA got pretty weird towards the end), and we’re trying our best to keep it that way, but it’s rather challenging at times.
Also, Widget, you may find that it pays to be able to swordfight in this RPG, as well as be able to handle a spaceship. We don’t have all that many people (as much as there may seem to be evidence to the contrary), and we actually do have two two-year-olds already. I suggest you pick an older character.
And by older, I mean around fourteen or so. Don’t even think about it.
(Aah, why do I always come across as so bossy whenever I’m talking to someone I know? So you know, Widget, I really have been trying to sound as unharsh and not-bossy as possible. I’d have come down harder on someone who I didn’t know.
And if you really like your character, you can use him somewhere else. There are a lot of RPG threads, in varying amounts of silliness. Just read twenty or so posts and you’ll get the feeling of them.
And, also by the way, I’m not meaning to chase you off here. I think it’ll be awesome to have you be a part of this. You just need to get the feeling of what we’re doing.)))
((84- Sure thing boss!))
We continued the tour of the base. As we passed a row of identical doors, I noticed a humming sound- like a bunch of computers were all going at the same time. In one motion, all four adults raised a hand to halt us. Groundhog was peering at one door suspiciously.
“Why are these computers running? There shouldn’t be anyone to run them. Unless…” she trailed off. Baylee pulled out her blaster.
“Whoever it is, we should find out why en is breathing in here.” TGYPWYA had us line up against the wall, a little ways away from the row of doors. After telling us to stay put, he joined the others by the door. All the adults now had some weapon out.
“There’s one person in this room. Human.” said Baylee matter of factly.
“The Force?” asked ZVX. Baylee gave him a look that said, ‘Duh!’
“Okay, on three I’ll open the door and we’ll surround whoever’s in there,” muttered Groundhog. “1…2…3”
The door opened and they ran in. I heard a few blasts, a shriek, and then silence. After much silent arguing, it was decided that Zena, Zavier, Kaye, and myself would go eavesdrop. I put my ear to the crack below the door and listened hard.
“You there!” I heard ZVX say, “lower your weapon! You’re out numbered and currently have four weapons of various types pointed at your back.” I heard a slight clunk, which I assumed was from the dropped weapon of the en.
“Good,” said TGYPWYA. “Now who are you?”
“Do you not know?” came the whispered reply. I saw en’s feet turn around. Groundhog gasped.
“B-but… this can’t be!” She swallowed. “We thought you were dead, Ã߀ƒ!”
IBCF?
“Groundhog, you should know how many times people have thought I was dead. I don’t kick the bucket without a fight.” said the stranger.
“Well, if you were alive all this time, why didn’t you contact one of us?” asked Baylee suspiciously.
“It’s Baylee, right? Remember the bunnies were chasing me, and I was going to purposely crash so I could destroy them?”
“Yes,” said TGYPWYA.
“So then I parachuted out at the last second, landing in the water. I managed to get back into the base, but by that time everyone was gone and all the bunnies had followed. So I set to work cleaning up the mess that the battle had left behind. I had kept my com card on, so I could see where you guys were, but for some reason I couldn’t communicate with you. It must have gotten damaged when I crashed. So I watched as you met Xeer, and then there was a huge explosion. The screen went black. I was shaken- “What happened? Are they all dead? They can’t be- or can they?” I was in turmoil. I had a feeling you guys were alive but I had no way of know how to find you. Most of the equipment in here had been damaged. It took ages to fix. I finally repaired everything a year ago. I started trying to track one of you down, but I couldn’t find anyone. So now I have a question- how did you guys escape the explosion and what’s happened over the past twelve years?”
((What the heck? GAPAs, did you just do something weird?))
(( (87) What do you mean?))
((Never mind.
I’d write something, but Kaye doesn’t know what happened, so I’m just waiting until you guys figure it out.))
((88-The screen was kinda looking weird and some of the comments were missing. I think it was just my computer.))
((SFTDP.))
((Is anyone going to answer my powerplayed question? I can’t really do much until then…))
I answered. “Well, basically we settled down, almost got a killed a couple hundred more times, and then we went our separate ways–until now.”
Groundhog took up the story. “To cut it short, we’re training the kids of the Resistance members to fight. Their parents are captured.”
“All right;” said IBCF. His face, I noticed, was pale and gaunt, with the look of someone who had lost hope, but it had returned and was dangling in front of him. “You’ll be happy to know, then, that I’ve kept the trench in the best of order. It’s lucky I did–I always had the suspicion you weren’t dead.”
I clenched my jaw. “We’re not, but Xeer killed Leafygreen.”
IBCF sat down. “I knew. Her body was still there, along with blood. A lot. I DNA-tested it and it turned out to be a mixture of yours, Agrrrfishi’s, and Xeer’s. I gave her a good resting place.”
“Thank you,” said Groundhog.
((92- What are you talking about? Leafy isn’t dead! She made that robot, remember????? Or did she decide to scratch that idea? I don’t remember.))
((91- as for the power playing issue…
According to Groundhog, powerplaying means:
having a writing in something for a diff. character in your own post without requests or anything.
Now, ZVX had made a request that we not just post from our point of view, but write in other characters. That way there would be more of a togetherness to everything. Technically this is a good thing. But if you don’t know the personality of the character you are trying to write about, you end up with… My definition of powerplaying:
having someone act completely out of character.
So I made a suggestion that we all state our character’s personalities, age, and a few other bits so that we all know who is who.
I’m not sure which definition of powerplaying you go by. I hope I have helped you. Please state your opinion ASAP, if you don’t mind.))
((To all who post here- I strongly suggest that everyone writes down the personalities that are posted for diff. characters so you don’t have to search through tons of posts to find them.))
The kids stared at each other openmouthed. “IBCF? But…… he died in that pod crash!” whispered Kaye.
“Well, apparently he thought the same thing about groundhog, Baylee, TGYPWYA, and ZVX,” pointed out Padme.
“Yeah, but….. they found the body and everything!”
“They found a body. It wasn’t identifiable, remember?”
“Keep it down, you two! They’re going to hear us!” hissed Zavier.
All five pairs of feet moved towards the door. Kaye, Padme, Zena, and Zavier moved away from the door just before it opened.
“Hey, guys, this is IBCF,” said groundhog. “You’ll have heard of him, right?”
((92- LEAFY DIDN’T DIE!!!! Or, if you want to scrap the robot idea, then she IS dead. Liss was just something to pass the time, so I suppose I’ll have to RP Liss. *sigh* So, I suppose Liss is with the rest of the adults.))
LISS:
I finally emerged from the shadows. “I’m alive,” I said quietly. “You forgot to mention I’m alive.”
((Oops. Moderation weirdness. ))
“What????? ZINC? This is just surprise after surprise,” muselover the Second said in awe. “I’m glad to finally meet you, since I’m new here, but HOW, HOW did you survive?”
((97-Um, no. IBCF is the person who we’ve just found. I don’t know where you got the idea that it’s Zinc…..))
((Gah! Contradicting storylines! How many times have we docked and entered? How can we have entered to find IBCF when we were already inside, eating breakfast? And I wasn’t even in the captured ship, I brought Aurora in separately. (Though I admit, I didn’t mention that detail earlier.)
*sigh* I’m sorry to say that powerplaying is a major problem here. I mean, simple things are ok, but IBCF’s entrance? Come on. We really should set up some rules, decide where we are, what we’re doing, and who is who, before we get into a crazier situation.))
((And I don’t mean to sound pushy or control-freaky or anything. It’s just my opinion for the good of the thread.))
((98- I think Muselover didn’t notice that the comment was from Liss’ point of view. Liss and IBCF both unexpectedly survived.))
Mmkay, I’ve got it down. So I assume from the summary that I’m trapped in the Dungeon of Horror(TM)?
((93- I just don’t want to be powerplayed. You can role play anyone but me…I want to be able to make my own decisions.
My character: IBCF
Looks: Is now fond of wearing a black trench coat and dark sunglasses
Personality: Still silly and goofy at times, but has gotten morbid and sarcastic over the years))
95- “Oh, yeah…Liss is alive, too. Forgot about her.”
((102- BLEEP, BLEEP, BLEEPING, ETC. I feel like such an utter hypocrite. Here I am, posting about what powerplaying is. I go to bed, and then realize that when I was trying to give you leeway into the story, I went way to far. GGRRRR!!! I’m really sorry and terribly frustrated. I’d love for the GAPA’s to cross out everthing in post 86 after, ‘”Do you not know?” came the whispered reply.’ However, if that happened, then ZVX’s post right afterward wouldn’t make sense. AAHHHH! I don’t know what to do. Someone help me please.))
((103- No, no. I’m grateful for your introduction. It’s post #92 that I have a problem with)).
(( You can powerplay me all you want, but just be sure you get my character(s) right.
AGRRRFISHI (AGGIE):
Age: Is now 30 (ah! AGE!), married to Aaron (see BA)
History: Member of the original Resistance [Lieutenant Aggie]
Personality: Daring, bold, loves her friends, good with a blaster
Status: In the dungeon of horror with the other adults
ZENA:
(Aggie’s daughter)
Age: 13 [put in the aging machine when she was one so that she would be more self-sufficient]
History: Limited
Personality: Very defiant, strong-willed, and sometimes too much so. Handy with her mother’s lightsaber. Twin to Zavier.
Status: With the New Resistance in the trench
ZAVIER:
Age: 12
History: Also limited
Personality: Quiet, but very skilled. A young braniac who can fix anything.
Status: In the trench
((99-We’re in the base. I don’t see a conflicting plot.
101-Umm….. I really don’t know where you are…… When ZVX wrote you in, he pretty much made it clear that you had been captured by the bunnies, but it all happened twelve years ago, so you could have escaped. You’re pretty much anywhere you want to be, at this point.
105-HOW OLD ARE YOU??????
I’ve already posted Kaye’s stuff, I think, but for anyone who can’t be bothered to look on the last thread, here’s everything I didn’t say.
Kaye is Juliet’s daughter. She’s 11, grew up on the street in New York City,and was trained to fight by Juliet. She’s probably better at it than most of the other kids in this story, no offense of course….
And I think that’s it….))
((Can someone please tell me what’s going on…?))
((93+95- don’t you remember? Xeer killed Leafygreen in the last big battle in BA.
ZVX: Age: 26
History: Unpleasant
Personality: Quiet, stays cool in generally all situations.
Status: In trench.
Cerre: Age: 26
History: nastily dangerous
Personality: Cold, Quiet, is good with a knife or curved sword.
Status: In trench.
Powerplayable characters:
Xeer
Agrrrfishi
Me
Cerre
Groundhog?))
((106- In real life, I’m 14, but in BA I was eighteen (so I was able to have kids).))
((108- ZVX, you can add me to that list. I may not be able to post sometimes and it’s tough to jump back in if your character vanishes. Of course, if anyone is going to powerplay me, please don’t overdo it.
TGYPWYA: Age: 26
History: Very little is known about his mysterious past
Personality: Rogue, amazing pilot, will fight and fight like crazy
Status: In trench.))
((108- You WANT Leafy to be dead??? OKay, let’s take a vote- who wants Leafygreen dead?))
((111- Not on your life. ))
((112- Bad pun. Baaaaad pun.))
LISS:
“As did the bunnies.” I said, rage bubbling up. I got angry very easily, when people mentioned how I was left in prison for 12 years. I also got very moody, sometimes.
I was strapped to a electric chair, William leering at me quivering state. He pressed the button again, and another shock coursed through me. I screamed in unbearable pain, and when the pain stopped, I felt my rage again. He said, “Now, biped, how do you like our new toy?” I glared at him. He frowned. “Well, how about we play with it AGAIN?” he said, pressing it again. He roared, “BEND, you obstinate girl!” “NEVER!” I screamed.
((Hehe, Mysterious Benedict Society.))
((People can powerplay my character, just don’t make her seem the opposite of her personality or something.
Here’s adding on to post 66.
History: Most of it is unknown. Lonely, dark and dangerous.
She speaks in a mid western (with a slight detection of a Austrian) accent.
Clothing: Has taken to wearing a white, open-necked shirt, a brown vest, blue jeans, and brown boots. Sometimes wears Judo pants or Karate robe.))
((You can PP my characters, too.
Liss-
History: Was part of the Resistance until she was captured by the bunnies in Las Vegas. Has been in prison ever since. Grew up a loner, friend of no one.
Speaks: Rarely, and quietly. Keeps nose out of other people’s business. Get’s angry easily, and takes it out on anyone near to her.
Clothing: Black/ brown.
That’s alll I can think of now.))
((111- I don’t WANT Leafygreen to be dead, that’s the way it was written. AND I DIDN’T WRITE IT!
*calms down*
Actually, Leafygreen dead does give us an incentive, and portrays the gravity of the situation. So, a vote: Leafygreen dead:
I’m torn.
Leafygreen was an excellent character, but I have to do whatever it takes for the good of TNG’s plot.
*considers*
No, I don’t want her dead.
*considers some more*
Let’s pull a Mulch Diggums. Leafygreen was assumed dead in the battle, IBCF suffered a bunny memory transplant that made him think he’d made a tomb for Leafy. The bunnies captured her, but she was able to kill her helmet, so the bunnies couldn’t get the data stored on it. It didn’t show up on our sensors, so we assumed that she had died.
how does that sound? ))
((116- Well, this was how it was written:
Before opening the note, I gave Leafy’s arm a sharp tap with my fingernail. I shuddered, then gasped as I struck metal. “Wha…†I said. “I’m kinda glad I made that robot!†said a very familiar voice behind me. I looked up. “Leafy!†I yelled. I hugged her. “What did you do?!†I asked. “Well, I felt that I would die, so I set up that robot to take my place. I’m alive.†she explained. My expression hardened, and I started kicking her in the shins. Hard. “You. Little. GIT!!!†I said, with each kick. “OW! OW! Heyheyhey, what’s this for?!†“You didn’t tell me, you prat!†“Tell you WHAT?!†“You were ALIVE!†“How was I supposed to?!†“Alright, maybe you couldn’t, but didn’t you tell me about the frickin’ robot?!†“It slipped my mind!†“IT SLIPPED YOUR MIND?! WHAT KIND OF AN IDIOT ARE YOU?!†I yelled increduously.
The captured thing, well, it would work, somehow. Any ideas?))
((116, 117- My vote remains unchanged. We need all the fighters we can get, especially members of the old Resistance. I say we ressurect our old friend.))
((People can powerplay my character. PLEASE powerplay my character. As long as you don’t make her behave totally out of character, I would LOVE to have you powerplay my character.
And no, that was not sarcasm. Kaye disappeared for a month, for whatever reasons but probably mostly because people were afraid to powerplay her. (Or at least that’s what I’m hoping the reason is, hem hem) It’s extremely hard to get your character back into the plot when she hasn’t been mentioned for almost a whole thread. And, aside from me personally, it’s pretty hard to build a story if none of the characters can interact with each other. That’s defeating the purpose of an RPG. It turns it into something more like a wimpy RRR.
So, anyway…….
About Leafy: I am torn. I like[d] Leafy. But I think I’m going to vote for her dying for three reasons:
1. Leafygreen already has another character. I don’t know if she chose to invent herself another character because she hadn’t been following the story or because she had. Either way, it would only complicate things if her original character showed up.
2. In a war, there are casualties. We had a lot of characters in BA. Having every one of them escape death makes the plot seem rather unrealistic. Actually, having only one character die is still a bit unrealistic.
3. We’re having an awful lot of rising from the dead here, people. IBCF, POSOC, and now Leafygreen too? If any other people from the original story decide to rejoin us, we’ll most likely use the same thing on them too. Let’s not resurrect every single member of BA just because we’ve discovered we can.
Also, let’s remember that if we don’t have Leafy come back, Liss will still be in the story. Leafygreen the real person will not be excluded from BA just because the character with her name is dead.
I know I’ll probably be outvoted on this. I just want to give you something to think about.))
((119- Wow. Join a debate team.
Well, I guess I have to agree. RPing four characters (Zinc, Leafy, Roberta, and Liss) is a little hard. Do get the final verdict- I’ll ask Leafy (well, I’ll try, seeing as we’re barely acquaintances now) on Monday.))
((120- Really? I’m that good? Wow! *is happy* Nobody’s ever said that to me before….. Thank you….
I’m sorry you’re having problems with Leafy. It’s always sad when someone has problems with their friends. If you can’t get her to answer you, though, her fate is in our hands, yes? ))
((119- I agree with you. Lets get on with the story, shall we?
Oh yeah, and this is Beatlesrockr…))
The kids stared up at IBCF in a sort of shock. Baylee clapped her hands together and started talking. “You can pick your rooms, fresh clothes will be brought up soon. After that, we’ll have to figure out what part you will play on the team.”
“What do you do?” Someone asked.
“I’m the dithering idiot. Which is a very important role on the team. Now, be outside of your rooms and in the hallway by 9:00. Ok?”
((116- Is the memory transplant necessary?))
((123-It depends on whether we decide to have Leafy be really dead or not. If she’s dead, it’s not necessary. And if she isn’t we could probably still find a way to work around it. I’m so sorry, IBCF, you come on here and ask not to be powerplayed and we start giving you brain transplants. We can find another way if you want us to.))
((I just IMed Leafy. She told me to go ahead with killing her off, and that her parents were not allowing her on the compter for the rest of the school year, unless it was for homework. Then she told me we really shouldn’t be friends anymore. She told me I’m acting all weird and that she’s turned off by it. I reluctantly had to agree. WE aren’t friends anymore.
Leafy’s blog persona may live on in other RPGs. We’ll still be friends here.))
((123- No worries. My brain’s messed up as it is. But I don’t think it’s necessary for me to get a memory transplant to make us think that Leafy is dead. Or is it?
125- So sorry, Zinc.
Are we sure we want to kill off Leafy? We can still Powerplay her…))
((125- I’m really sorry Zinc!
Now as for the Mulch Diggums idea- we can skip it since Leafy is dead. IBCF, you are free of all bunny mind transplants! (thank goodness).
Secondly- I don’t mind if I am powerplayed (BTW, I suggest that everyone write down who can be powerplayed). I have no idea about Groundhog. I’ll ask her ASAP. And beg her to post.))
Baylee pointed us toward our quarters. We all trooped around the corner and out of sight. Once out of earshot, everyone began pestering Zavier, Zena, Kaye, and me about what had been said. This obviously caused mass confusion with no one getting the right story.
“QUIET!” I yelled as softly as possible. Everyone stopped talking.
“Thank you. What we heard was that a man named IBCF was found. He had been presumed dead after the last bunny war. The adults were very surprised to see him. Luckily for us he fixed up the base and had kept it in order.”
“He also buried a colleague named Leafygreen, who really had been killed in the bunny wars” added Kaye.
“So now let’s all go and look at our nice new accommodations!” finished Zena.
(Kokonilly, I am posting under the assumption that you don’t mind being powerplayed. Please correct me if I am wrong.)
KITTYMINE:
“Oh. My. Gosh. This is totally barbaric!” yelled Zinc in utter horror.
“This is worse than anything we’ve ever been through with the bunnies!” concluded Aaron.
“Do we have any clothes on under these things?” asked Aggie.
I felt around- it appeared that we did. Kinda.
“Just our undergarments,” I reported.
“Okay. Then our next course of action is to find out where they put our stuff!” said Zinc firmly. “Come on!”
AGRRRFISHI:
I wondered silently to myself how on earth the bunnies had found footie pajamas in our sizes, but it really didn’t matter now. We rushed down a corridor, looking at doors. Suddenly, there was a laser blast and Kittymine and Zinc had to leap upward in order to avoid the searing blue light.
“BUNNIES!” yelled Aaron.
“Oh REALLY?!?” I screamed, hands wildly searching for anything I could use in defense. It was no use. All of our weapons were gone.
ZINC:
“Yipe!” I said, jumping to avoid the laser. I didn’t want to go the same way as my best friend. Killed by bunnies. Vermin. “What about a weapons closet??? Does anyone see a weapons closet??” Nilly said. “Like we’ll actually FIND one!” Kittymine said, and sarcastically opened what appeared to be a broom closet. Out tumbled bazookas, swords, lightsabers, and even a few grenades. “Well,” I said, stooping to pick up a sword, “That solves that, doesn’t it?”
“Bunnies? Rarr!” *fires bazooka* *hallway explodes with smoke and flame* *recklessly rushes towards bunnies, rolling and dodging to avoid blue lasers*
((Okay, since everyone appears to be posting profiles for their characters, I will do so too.
GROUNDHOG:
Age: 31
Personality: Protective, but not overly so, more like a schoolteacher who knows perfectly well that she’ll have to let go of her class at the end of the year. Tries to help others, which can be good or bad. In contrast, she can also be very distrustful, which, given her history, is probably only natural. Knowledgeable about a wide variety of things, and often uses that knowledge to make connections between otherwise unrelated stuff. She is also extremely independent, as well as a bit absentminded.
History: A member of the original resistance, one of the co-leaders. (POSOC was the other one) Most of her non-Resistance friends were zombified and later bunnified during the first Bunny Apocalypse, and their attempts to murder her before she realized that they were zombified scarred her for the rest of her life. She tried to move on, but what ended up happening was that she simply suppressed the memories, which wasn’t too good for her psyche. When some of the Resistance members got captured too, that didn’t do very good things for her either. To escape her grief, she threw herself into the war against the bunnies, not thinking about anything except for destroying every last one of them. When the war ended though, her suppressed grief came rushing back, and she was a complete basket case for the next year or so, until she managed to use her small amount of expertise in psychology to devise a self-therapy program for herself. After doing that, she went back to her normal life, but made sure to keep up with the other Resistance members, just in case. She went to college, got married, got a job, and had one child, Jenny.
Other stuff: Force-sensitive, but this ability is diminished by the fact that she has a hard tim concentrating on stuff.
JENNY:
Age: 5
Personality: Inquisitive, a bit hyper, tries to act like “a big girl” but can also be very silly.
History: Thanks to her mother’s desire to give her daughter the normal life that she never had herself, Jenny’s five years on earth were fairly uneventful. One couldn’t call them exactly normal, but at least they weren’t sprinkled with deadly battles.
An actual post with someone doing something in it is coming. Sorry! Oh, and I don’t mind being powerplayed, as long as it’s not too much.))
((128,129- WE HAVE WEAPONS!!!!! I said that in post 19 of part 2. We can fight the bunnies!!!))
PADME:
I walked over to the a room with my name on it. Inside was a simple yet comfortable looking bed, a finished oak wardrobe, a full length mirror, and an oak bedstand. A small digital clock stood on the bedstand, along with a laptop. The walls were painted a calm light blue. I looked inside the wardrobe- a couple pairs of jeans, a pair of gray sweatpants, and a pair of pj’s hung on hangers. Below were three drawers. The first contained an assortment of t-shirts- black, brown, and white- with a range of sleeve lengths. The seconds was a pile of white socks and various undergarments. The third contained a brush, comb, hairdryer, and an assortment of hair accessories.
“Well, this place is decent, ” I commented to no one in particular, since no one was in my room with me. “We have all the bare necessities plus some. This place is going to be okay.”
((By the way, guys, I’ve been talking to Widget through email and he says he’s going to try joining again, this time with a different character. He’s not sure how exactly he’s going to write himself in, though….. any suggestions? I can probably figure something out, but I’d like to hear what you think might be good. We can always use a pod, but it might be fun to use something a bit more imaginative for once.))
((By the way, SFTDP, but….
A weird coincidence about Widget:
His name is William.
His brother is Wyatt.
Hmm, that could be rather interesting…… Wizzy could be Wyatt, and Widget could be…. um…. Xeer…..
But I don’t think either of them would like that…..))
((134- they might…?))
“It is decent.” I said. “However, the reason you haven’t got much is that we have barely any money for buying regular supplies. It comes out of all of our pockets, to tell you the truth. But, luckily, we can make almost everything else you need.”
I whipped around at the sound of ZVX’s voice.
“Don’t do that! Or on second thoughts, could you keep it up? It’s good practice.” ZVX looked at me, bemused.
“What are you talking about?”
“The way you just entered without any sound and took me completely by surprise. I mean, you’re not an enemy, so it’s no problem, but if a bunny sneaks up on me and I don’t notice, I’m mincemeat.”
ZVX laughed. “You don’t need me for that- you’ll learn in training. Speaking of which, we’re starting that now. I just came to collect you all, since I assume everyone is completely clueless as to how to get around.”
“Because I’ve got something called a fabber.” I continued ZVX’s sentence as I walked into Padme’s room. “It can make whatever you program it to make, as long as you fuel it with the right elements. So I can put seaweed into it, and it’ll break it down into its elements, then rearrange those elements into whatever I told it to make.” I paused, noticing the strange look on Padme’s face. Then I realized what might be going through her head. “And no, I don’t use sewage to make anything that we’re going to be eating or wearing. The sewage gets recycled as fuel.” I finished.
((135-They might what? Oh, wait, did you mean…..? I doubt Widget would want to be an evil character and I don’t think wizzy’s interested in BA, but…..
Whatever. Ignore me. 134 was kind of a stupid post…. This thread is just moving really slowly and I wanted to post something, but it was kind of unnecessary in any case since I’d just posted something……. I’m sorry, I’m a bit unfocused right now…..))
((The story is moving a bit slow. Lets just let the story flow instead of planning ahead. That’s why I like RPGs.))
Baylee strode into the hallway wearing a mottled grey and green cloak, green and brown camouflage pants, and a black long sleeved shirt. She looked around at the kids in the hallway, trying to figure out what each one of them would do best. Groundhog and ZVX emerged from Padme’s room, explaining to Padme what a fabber was. “Well, are we all here?” Baylee asked loudly.
“I suppose.” I said. “Hey, where’s Liss?”
“As far as I know,” I responded to Baylee. I noticed that some of the younger kids were staying a bit farther away from me than the others. Well, I couldn’t blame them. Though I was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and a hoodie, I had opted to keep my utility belt, which was covered with various weapons and strange devices. To show I wasn’t going to kill them, I smiled, turned to Baylee, and said, “Let’s get things started.”
“Well, I’m here,” I said, running from my hiding place. “Sorry for spying,” I said apologetically, “but I had to be in all the action!” Everyone stared at the newcomer.
I hadn’t realized that we were going to start training immediately. Just like the old days… I thought. I pulled out my palmtop computer and used it to turn on some of the old bots. Then I programmed the bots to do the fabbing that I had been planning on doing this morning. I kept it on, so that I could get one of the bots to bring me something a little better for training in than the clothes that I had been lounging around my house in. Then I looked around me. Almost everyone was gathered in this section of hallway. I couldn’t see Jenny though. “I don’t know if Jenny’s here.” I said. “But I think everyone else is.”
JENNY:
I found a room that I liked, and I put Pluto on the bed so that everyone could see that I had dibsed that room. Then I decide to go exploring. I saw everyone else was standing in the next hall. It looked pretty important, so I ran over to see what they were doing. The one whose name was Baylee…I think…was asking if everyone was here. Then Mom said that I wasn’t here. “I am too here!” I said loudly, so that they’d be able to hear. “What are we doing?”
((139- have you read Ranger’s Apprentice?))
“Okay, now that everyone is present and accounted for, let’s get cracking!” said ZVX. He began leading us off toward, well, somewhere. I had no idea where. Soon we came to a large gym-like area, empty except for various weapons hanging in racks on the walls. TGYPWYA began to speak.
“This room is where you have weapons training and hone your fighting skills, as Baylee might have mentioned earlier during the tour.” TGYPWYA looked questioningly at Baylee, who merely shrugged.
“In any case, we’ll be starting with a bit of testing- just to see what levels you guys are on. We’ll be dividing the groups between Baylee, ZVX, and myself. For now, well divide you up between us for testing groups- these groups will not necessarily be the same group that you will have later. Any questions?”
((I was on this for awhile but I decided I wasn’t important enough… is there anything you need me to do? Or is there an open place anywhere?))
((145- Sure there’s an open place! Since you were part of BA, by the time we get to BA:TNG, you’d be an adult. Therefore, you could join the other adults in the Dungeon of Horror (they were captured by the bunnies) who are currently wreaking havoc and mayhem since they are free of their bonds. Or you could both join the adults and have kids who are now with the rest of the old Resistance’s kids in the Trench. If you are completely confused as to what I’m talking about, read post 56 which has a condensed version of parts one and two of BA:TNG. For a more detailed one, read post 37.))
((142- hello muselover! I notice that you are trying to enter the story. If I recall correctly, your character is a bunny. Generally in this thread, bunnies are evil, though in the past we have had a few innocent ones. In any case, no bunny-good or evil- is at all likely to be in the Marianas Trench (a.k.a. the Base) But- hang on. *reads post with backstory of muselover*. Oh- your clues led to the Trench. Ummmmm… I’m not sure how to fit you in. Can I have some help from some other people on how to fit muselover in? ASAP, if you don’t mind.))
“Testing? Groups?” I said to myself. “Seems a bit like school to me.”
“Ssh!” said Padme, nudging me in the side.
The trench was filled with an echoing sound as air filtered in and out through stored tanks. As usual, I let my mind wander through the lecture and focused the little attention I had upon these noises. It seemed as though the air was all coming from one internal sourced, but I couldn’t figure out where. I scanned the walls with my eyes. Being adept with mechanics, I was able to deduce that the ventilators on each wall of the room all connected in a crude system to some sort of oxygenation plant deep within the system. However, I was unsure why the vents were making such loud banging noises when they shouldn’t have been. No air was blowing, at least not so violently as to shake the vent.
Suddenly, one of the vent hatches slid off the chute and crashed with a loud clatter to the ground. A dusty figure slid out of the vent and dropped to the ground, running over. “Well, I’m here,†he said, running from my hiding place. “Sorry for spying,†he said apologetically, “but I had to be in all the action!†Everyone stared at the newcomer.
“Who are you?” asked ZVX, hastily pulling a blaster from a rack on the wall.
“Hey, hey! I’m on your side!” the person cried, putting his hands up.
“HOW did you get in here?” Groundhog asked.
“I stowed away on your ship”, replied the person. “Then, I traveled through the vents into this room here.”
“Who are you?”I asked.
“My name is muselover”, replied the person. “Seriously, guys, I come in peace.”
((Woahness. Can someone catch me up to speed, please?))
((I’m a bit confused….. What are we doing?))
((147- Thank you soooo much! But I think muselover is a bunny. Otherwise it is fine. I suppose we’ll have to ask him.))
((150- Remember, I’m rogue. See post 73. Also, you can powerplay me, I won’t be on this thread for a while. (Also, that was a very nice little scene you made with me, Aggie.) ))
“You’re also quite possibly a spy. Drop the weapon, and hands straight out.”
The bunny appeared angry. “I said, I’m peaceful. I’m going to…”
“Nice try,” said Baylee from behind him, smirking. “But you’ve just brought a knife to a gunfight. Drop the weapon.”
Muselover whirled around, realizing that he was surrounded. “Alright, here it is.” he tossed his knife on the floor. “I’ll talk, but please, let’s go somewhere I can tell you without being overheard. The bunnies are after me.”
I shifted uncomfortably. “Right. You’ll come with me–we need to train our new recruits. No knife-in-the-back stuff–you might get one of us, but face it–you can’t fight more than two. But you seem trustworthy, so c’mon.”
Groundhog looked around. “Zena, Zavier, Crystl–with me.”
Baylee spoke next. “Rachel, Sofia, with me.”
“Philomena, Padme, with me. You too, Muselover.”
We entered the training room that I was using. TGYPWYA fingered the walls. “Not too different.” He said.
The training rooms were like gyms–there was exercise equipment on one side and, there was weapons. Racks and racks of lethal implements hung, and below those, practice weapons.
“Spread out.” Said TGYPWYA. “I think it’s time we engaged in a sniper battle.”
I picked up a blaster. “Precisely. Guys, you are a team. The object is to hit TGYPWYA and I vitally, without getting shot yourself.”
“With real blasters?”
“Nah, we’d blow up the room with them. What we’re using is practice blasters. Pretty tech, no? They won’t do any harm to us, except stunning you for around five minutes.”
I surveyed the bunny with distrust as we walked toward the training area. Fortunately, I didn’t have to give the bunny much thought since TGYPWYA and ZVX had started speaking.
“Spread out.†said TGYPWYA. “I think it’s time we engaged in a sniper battle.â€
ZVX picked up a blaster. “Precisely. Guys, you are a team. The object is to hit TGYPWYA and I vitally, without getting shot yourself.â€
“Do we have to use the blaster?” I asked, eyeing the weapons with distaste.”
“Well, you don’t have to use the blaster. But I don’t think it’ll be too easy to shoot at us without one,” I pointed out. “No, seriously, if you want to be able to take out bunnies, you’ll need to know how to shoot.” I now spoke to all of the kids. “And since surprise is the best tactic against bunnies, long-distance shooting is vital. Some of you are good pilots, or maybe you excel at organizing assaults. But whether you’re invincible in close combat or can’t tell a blaster from a missile, you need to be able to hit something from a distance.” I smiled. “And we’ll cover that other stuff later.”
((OK, I”m joining.))
Julianne woke up in the Dungeon of Horror.
At first, she had no idea where she was. Then she remembered everything. The bunnies’ interrogation, the mind control, what they had made her do. Now, she had ceased to be useful, so they’d thrown her in here. She looked around, seeing others around her. She knew none of them. Who were they? Had they been Resistance members, or recycled bunny slaves? Could she help them?\
Suddenly, she remembered her son. Charlie. The bunnies had tried to wipe him from her memory, but she had resisted them. She felt so guilty! Where was he now?
CHARLIE:
((Can you help me figure out how to fit him in?))
((155- The Resistance adults have broken free of their bonds, so they wouldn’t be in the same room as you. However, they could find you while they are searching for their proper attire! I’ll write that in.))
“That’s not exactly what I meant. I mean, I know it’s important to know how to shoot a blaster, but I really prefer a lightsaber.”
“A lightsaber will only go so far,” replied ZVX to my query. “Lightsabers are really only useful for hand-to-hand combat. They aren’t designed as long range weapons. There is a way to use the Force so that the saber attackes without you holding it, but I doubt you can do that.” I shook my head.
“Well,” I sighed, “if I have to use one of these infernal things, then so be it.”
KITTYMINE:
We decided to poke around the different rooms lining the hallways in an attempt to find our missing clothes. The third room that I looked in appeared to be a dark, vacant dungeon. But as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I noticed a figure chained to the far wall.
“Guys!” I hissed, beckoning to the others. “There’s someone in here!”
“Kitty, we’re not trying to free every small fry in this entire place,” muttered Aggie behind me. I ignored her, pushing the door open a bit farther. The figure- who appeared to be female- stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She appeared disoriented, so it took her a minute to notice the small group in the doorway.
“Who are you?” whispered the woman, her voice apprehensive, curious, and tinged with hope.
154- “Blasters are all good and well, TGYPWYA, but I really prefer pie guns, remember?” *is referring to the escape from the bunny detention area*
“Pie guns? Are you insane? Those things are completely outdated. And besides, shooting lethal spike pies is not a good idea. Somebody would be killed.”
158- I don’t use spike pies. Just good old-fashioned regular pies.
Connor nudged the girls to Baylee. “Do I come with you, too, Baylee? What do I do?”
((P.S. This is Kokonilly. I have been banned temporarily from MuseBlog because of a low-ish grade, and my parents know my name. REPEAT: This is temporary. My alter egos, costume, and BA characters will remain the same.))
“Who are you?” I asked.
“We’re Resistance fighters,” one of them said. “Who are you?”
“I was… recycled by the bunnies. I’d ceased to be useful to them. I have a son- Charlie- but I don’t know what happened to him, if they took him or not.” I started to cry.
“Guys, come on. If we argue like this, the bunnies will be attacking a bunch of kids who have no idea what to do because the adults helping them are fighting over pie guns. Don’t worry IBCF, I know you like the old Koko-2000, but we’ll cover the pies later. Pies are only so effective. But the more these kids can do, the better off they’ll be.”
((What’s going on? I’m extremely confused.))
((163- So am I. I would like someone to help me fit Charlie into the story. Could you notice me, possibly?))
152- Knife? You mean keyblade.
Baylee handed Rachel, Sofia, and Conner each a dart gun. She looked at each one for awhile. and all of a sudden said, “Shoot me.”
Rachel and Sophia reacted first, they quickly pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. Conner fumbled with it for a few moments and finally cocked the hammer and pulled the trigger. The dart flew straight at Baylee’s head, but she casually ducked out of the way. Rachel watched him do this and finally copied his movements, she went for what seemed like Baylee’s blind side. Baylee side stepped the dart, when Sofia’s came at her leg. She jumped up, the dart sticking to the wall behind her.
“Reaction time, you’ve gotta be quicker. When you cock the hammer and pull the trigger, you should do it in one single movement, otherwise you will give them enough time to realize what you’re doing. Aim is pretty good,” “Nice timing Sophia.” She added. She started showing them how to practice cocking the hammer. “This is how it would look after a lot of practice.”In a flash, a dart was flying through the air, and hit something in the corner of the room. There was a muffled “Umph.”
“Show yourself.” Baylee said loudly.
“Don’t shoot! The names Charlie! DON’T SHOOT, please!”
((166-Um, I think Charlie’s two….. You could have the person turn out to be [whatever LG’s name is (sorry LG, the only thing I can remember about your name is that it’s somewhat similar to Juliet)].
Would someone mind telling me where we are and what we’re doing? Please?))
((167- what is happening now is that we were split up into groups with diff. adults to learn diff. to test our fighting levels and to learn somewhat. The groups and their activites stand thus:
Groundhog: Zena, Zavier, Crystl- unknown
Baylee: Rachel, Sofia, Connor- dart gun shooting
ZVX + TGYPWYA: Padme, Philomena, Kaye, muselover- about to start a sniper exercise.
FYI: The groups will change once we have determined people’s levels.
On the adult side…
The captured adults have just found Julianne in a cell in the Dungeon of Horror. Charlie technically could be found in the base, like Baylee posted, but it is rather unlikely. More likely that he is trapped somewhere in the Dungeon of Horror. Baylee, what do you think of this thought? Respond ASAP, if possible.))
“Okay everyone- take a blaster,” said ZVX. I picked one up, weighing it in my hand. It was about as heavy as the handle of my saber.
“Now,” said TGYPWYA, ” Because these are blasters, not dart guns, they are more or less automatic. All you have to do is pull the trigger and the blaster does the rest. Everyone try is on the wall.”
I aimed my blaster at a spot on the wall and pulled the trigger. A stunning beam shot out and hit the wall exactly where I had aimed.
“Interesting- no kickback,” said Kaye, examining her blaster.
“Same thing with real blasters, ‘cept that they have minimal kickback instead of none,” supplied TGYPWYA.
“Okay guys,” said ZVX. “TGYPWYA and I are going to go to the opposite side of the room. You guys have to work as a team to shoot us vitally, okay?” We all nodded. Both men picked up a training blaster and walked to the opposite wall.
“Ready?” called ZVX, “SHOOT!”
The “battle” began.
((Charlie’s eight. Thanks Beatlesrockr, now I can figure out his backstory.))
CHARLIE:
I watched in fascination. What were these strange people doing? Two girls and a man seemed to be shooting darts at a young woman. She hadn’t been hit. Were they practicing for something? If so, for.. OOOF. One of the darts had just come flying into my hiding place in the corner of the room, behind a crate of something unidentifiable. It hadn’t hit me, but it had hit something in the crate that slammed into me.
“Show yourself!” the young woman who had shot the dart yelled.
“Don’t shoot!” I yelled frantically. “The name’s Charlie! DON’T SHOOT, please!” I stood up shakily, figuring I must look very strange to everyone assembled there. I wore tattered, hot-pink footie pajamas with dirt smeared across them. There had once been ears, but I had ripped them off. The skin that was showing on my hadns and face was smeared in dirt, ash and tears. My eyes, a deep blue, stood out and gave my face a hungry look. Then again, maybe that was because I was hungry.
I hadn’t had anything to eat in three days. After the bunnies captured my mom, I’d hidden in the house for a couple of days, but they came for me, too. They hid me somewhere, I didn’t know where, and fed me a little every day. That was the only thing I remembered, the food, because they gave me a sedative that only let me wake up when they fed me. After an indeterminable amount of time, I finally managed to escape. They’d been about to give me the sedative shot again when I’d grabbed it, plunged it into the ears of the bunny guard and the jailer, and run. That had been three days ago, and this was the first civilized place I’d found. The only things I’d been able to filch were a mirror (that’s why I could see how I looked) and an almost-empty water bottle. Now, I hoped these people would help me.
JULIANNE:
((Can you adults notice me? I don’t want to powerplay you…))
((168-‘Kay. Thanks. And I assume we’ve just discovered Charlie, right? Or is that a different group?
*looks at posts*
Right. Yeah. Okay. So, let’s just not notice Charlie, shall we?
169- Right. Sorry.
Aah, $#*%. I keep getting writer’s block just as I’m about to write something okay for once in four days. I feel like such an jerk….. would someone mind posting something? My mind is a total blank. I’m really sorry.))
(Wait, so are we noticing Charlie or not noticing Charlie? *is confuzzled*))
A small boy a little younger than ten stood up. His face was smeared with dirt, and he was wearing hot pink footy pajamas. He looked incredibly hungry, and his big, dark blue eyes where tired and scared. Baylee dropped her dart gun to the ground and grabbed a blaster from the wall. “Don’t move,” She said quietly. “If you have any weapons set them on the ground.” The boy shakily produced a dagger from his belt and set it on the ground. Baylee used her foot to slide it a away…
((Sorry. I also have writer’s block…))
((Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. (Damn writer’s block… meh.) I know where I stand in my adult form, but my child form… WHERE THE WUNGS AM I??? Wait, I knows what to do! This will not require any more powerplay then I am supposed to do.))
ROBERTA:
Everyone left for the training rooms. Except for me. I was left standing there, and I was quite confused. “I know the feeling.” a quiet voice said behind me. I whirled around. It was that other new adult, what was her name again? Oh, yes, it was Liss. “What do you mean by that?” I said, furrowing my brow. “I mean to be completely forgotten by everyone for 12 years!” Liss said, raising her voice a little. Then she took a deep breath, and closed her eyes for a second. “Er… so I should just… go, then?” I asked timidly. I was dreading to have one of the adults say a thousand thanks and get me back in. I had already made a fool of myself with the hypnotizing incident. “No, no, no, I’ll train you.” Liss murmured, but it seemed she was talking to herself more than me.
LISS:
I stared at the girl. She had the legs of a runner, yes, and thin enough to squeeze through small spaces. She stared back at me, looking a little confused at my silent analysis. “Stealth,” I muttered, deciding finally. “I’ll teach you the fine arts of stealth.”
((Zinc’s amazing recipe for feeling left out- Create another character! Wait, wait, no, don’t do that…))
((168- We’re with Groundhog doing wungs know what.))
AGGIE:
We peered cautiously at a woman with tearful eyes.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“We’re Resistance fighters,†I replied. “Who are you?â€
“I was… recycled by the bunnies. I’d ceased to be useful to them. I have a son- Charlie- but I don’t know what happened to him, if they took him or not.†The woman broke down and started to cry.
Kittymine and I shared a glance, confused with no idea what to do.
“Ma’am, please stay calm”, Zinc said soothingly. “What do you mean, useful?”
“They were using a group of us as transfers so that they could patrol the outside world. They were always talking about capturing some of you…but I never thought it would actually happen.”
Now that I thought about it, I had seen a fair few amounts of people who could have been hypnobunnified. But I never thought
or imagined that it was true. A walking salesman had once come to my house and had a good look inside. He had glazed eyes, too, and walked stiffly. I realized how stupid I had been for not noticing.
“After they got you, they didn’t need any of us. They split us up, disposing of some of us, and storing the rest away. I…I don’t know if Charlie is alive or d-dead…” She began to sob once more.
((I don’t know how much more I’m going to be on because of NaNo, so please powerplay my charactors as much as possible.))
162- “Fine…but remember, it’s pies that probably saved your life down there in the detention area…”
173- “Darned those bunnies. I’ll find Charlie for you, as soon as I get this stupid pie gun loaded…” *is trying to lodge a pastry into an old pie gun rusted by a decade of neglect*
((Oh, flip. Sorry! I forgot that I was supposed to be doing something here. Combat training, coming right up…)
I led my group into the obstacle course room. “Okay, this is going to be an exercise in improvisation.” I said. “This room is full of motion sensors, surprise traps, and all sorts of other stuff which I’m not going to tell you about because it would defeat the purpose of all this. I will tell you that none of them will kill or injure you beyond a few bruises. You can take any of the weapons on the rack over there, but be warned that more weapons does not necessarily mean that you’ll do better. However, you must take a helmet and basic protective gear. You can find those on the shelves next to the weapons rack. Your objective is to get to that platform up there.” I said, pointing towards a small ledge near the ceiling, which had a mannequin standing on it. “And get that dummy back down here. It weighs as much as the average adult male, but there are three of you, so you shouldn’t have too much trouble carrying it. I’ll be recording this, so that we can go through the video afterwards and see where each of you need to improve. Got it?” I finished, flipping the switch that turned on the obstacle course’s electronic devices. A bank of screens flickered on, each screen showing a different view of the obstacle course. One screen showed a list all of the hidden stuff in the course and what they were doing. I sat down in the chair by the screens and waited until Zena, Zavier, and Crystl had put on protective gear and picked out their weapons. “Okay, GO!” I shouted. They sprinted towards the course with a will. I pulled out an e-pad, and began scribbling notes on their performance. I was interrupted by a bot tapping me on the shoulder, bringing me the clothes that I had requested. I snatched them away from the bot and turned my attention back to the screens.
((174- Julianne is in the Dungeon of Horror!!! You are in the base, which is nearby but not the same place, obviously. Charlie is in the base, having been discovered by Baylee.))
((AHHH!!! I knew I had forgotten someone! I’m so sorry Roberta! I had noticed that Kaye was missing, so I tacked her into ZVX and TGYPWYA’s group. But I think the idea of Liss teaching Roberta is a great one.))
Strangely enough, I found the “battle” rather fun. The blaster wasn’t as infernal as I had expected, so that helped things. I think Force senses also helped, since they allowed me to avoid the stunning beams better. But my aim wasn’t perfect. I hit the wall quite a few times before I got that hang of dodging and shooting at the the same time. And even then I missed.
‘If I could have used my saber, I could block better…’
‘Oh stop what- iffing.’ snapped my brain.
((176- Sorry, I thought everyone was at the base. Nevermind.))
Wandering throughout the base, I eventually found groundhog watching her group in a training exercise. I found a chair and pulled up next to her. My mind was filled with questions; there was so much I had missed over the past…how long was it? 8 years? 10 years? It boggled my mind.
“So, let me get this straight. William’s dead, but he had a son, named Xeer, who is now the leader of the bunnies. Right. Okay…so what’s happening with the world? Have the bunnies taken over the entire surface, like last time? Is it the same old gang–fire bunnies, helibunnies, hybrids, etc. etc.?”
Hi,
I am new and I liked bunny apocalypse. I would like to join but could use a little info. I read the end of bunny apocalypse so I know how they all died. I would like the names of everyone involved if possible and exactly how old you all are and some basic info on the way things are going. thanks. also I would like to insert myself but I’ll let you guys decide what happens.
((178-All right! Did you write that before or after you saw my post on the neophytes thread?
…..So. Characters…. I think pretty much everybody posted a basic description of their characters somewhere in this thread, but if you want we can post them again.
My character:
Kaye LeGrange (called Kaye)
eleven years old
daughter of Juliet (Do you know who Juliet is? She’s pretty much a random vampire person who was being controlled by William in BA, but when William was extracted from her she fought against him. I basically made her up when my own character wasn’t getting in on enough of the action for my liking.)
Do you need to know more specific stuff about each character than that?
Summary of what the heck is going on: I posted a summary in post #56. If someone feels they want to link that go ahead, but I think Zorgon can look it up.
Anything else you want to know, Z?))
“It’s not quite that bad.” I replied to IBCF’s question. “But knowing them, it’ll probably get that bad or worse soon. They’ve got a wide-open field now that most of the original Resistance has been kidnapped, and they seem to be building up for a major war. There are still helibunnies and firebunnies and hybrids, as far as I know, and they’ve been developing new methods of bunnification that don’t require direct eye contact, or surgery. Just a whiff of pink gas.” I paused, scribbling a note to myself to build air filters into the bunnyproof suits. “They’re using the pink gas for a new thing called hypnobunnification. While I haven’t been able to study it extensively, it appears to infect the body with pink pigment viruses, turning the victim into a HPB, as well as corrupting the mind.” I sighed. “This whole thing is like a sick, twisted kind of evolution, and I’ve got a feeling we’re on the ‘prey’ end of it right now.”
ROBERTA:
Liss walked the corridor- no, I shouldn’t say walked, she really- well, how can I put this?- slithered. I could barely hear her. I was sure that she could hear me, with my sneakers clomping, echoing off the walls. Suddenly, she whirled around with a bit of a frustrated expression. “Lesson 1- Walk in socks, for now, until I get you a pair of stealth shoes.” “Stealth shoes?” I asked, bewildered. “What are stealth shoes?” She ripped the shoe off of her left foot and holded the bottom to my nose. There was a thick layer of cloth on it. I understood. “Oh.” I said quietly. Liss jammed the shoe back on her foot and went back to walking, looking inside doors to see if there was a training room inside and if it was empty. Finally, she found one.
Thanks I’ll read up and then see where I can join in. I did post this before reading your post. I stumbled upon it looking at bunny apocalypse and the other RPG
180- “Bunnification gas, eh? I’ll bet if we could contain some of that stuff, we might be able to find a vaccine…so, where are the bunnies?”
Baylee sighed. All of a sudden she felt extremely tired. “How did you get here?” She asked, following the same question routine.
“My mom. She was… Captured by hot pink bunnies…” he stuttered.
“And you?”
“The bunnies came back, and took me to a…” he paused, trying to remember something. “Some sort of prison cell. I got away from them, and hid in your ship.” ((sorry if I’m power playing.))
Baylee nodded thoughtfully.
“This won’t hurt.” she said as she put both hands on his head. She concentrated, and delved into his mind. “Hm.” she muttered. “He’s clear.” All her energy was suddenly withdrawn from her body, and she collapsed.
I was still shooting at the adults. We were about 15 feet away from each other now, which made aiming a lot easier. It also meant that doging got harder. In my peripheral vision, I saw Kaye and Philomena doging and shooting. Muselover appeared to be stunned. I was starting to feel a bit tired, the kind of fatigue I usually associated with a particularly fierce lightsaber duel. I knew that if I kept on for too long, I would get dizzy.
‘Time to finish this…’
So far, none of us had hit any of the adults “vitally”. “Minor injuries”, yes, but nothing “vital”. I moved myself closer to Kaye so that I could whisper in her ear.
“We need to take these guys down! I’m getting tired.”
“Join the club, ” she hissed back. “What should we do?”
“If we work together, we can take them down one at a time. I’ll aim for where his neck is right now. You aim slightly to the left of my shot, and I’ll tell Mena to aim slightly to the right. That way he’ll have less ways to doge.” Kaye nodded, aiming her gun. I sidled over to Mena and repeated my idea, taking care to make sure we weren’t stunned. She was equally willing to put my idea into action. I moved back to my spot and carefully aimed my blaster at TGYPWYA’s neck, trying to match up the barrel with his jugular vein. I dodged a few shots, reajusted my aim, and called, “NOW!”
183 – “As of yesterday, they’re not out in the open, they’re still in their various hideouts. I’ve got a location for one of the hideouts, the Dungeon of Horror, which is where we think they’re holding the rest of us.” I replied. “I’m hoping to get more information on their whereabouts during the rescue mission–if we can get one of them to spill the beans. If not, then I guess I’ll have to ask Padme–Kittymine’s adopted daughter–if she remembers anything else about bunny hideouts from when she was being raised in that awful bunny orphanage.”
JENNY:
Mom had led three of the other kids into a room full of ropes and other stuff to climb on, like a gigantic playground. I wished that I could climb up on it, but the lowest step was way too high for me. The other three kids started climbing up, and Mom sat down at a desk that was covered in TV screens. She looked pretty busy, so I decided not to bother her. I looked around and saw a door that said “Reme– reme-something ropes course” I looked back at the playground thing. It did have a lot of ropes in it. Maybe there was one that I could climb on behind that door. I sneaked over to the door, opened it up a crack, and squeezed through.
It was another playground thing, but it was a lot smaller and it looked a little easier to climb on. And there was a shelf up near the top of it with a big box of chocolate on it. Just looking at it made me hungry. I scrambled onto a box near the bottom, and began to climb.
It was hard to get from floor to floor on this thing–there weren’t always ladders, and sometimes there were trapdoors that opened up when you stepped on them. I almost fell through one. I wished that I could reach the ropes that were hanging from the ceiling, but they weren’t long enough. I climbed onto the next floor and saw a rope that I could reach. I grabbed it, and started to swing back and forth, trying to get close enough to the next rope to grab it. I let go of the first rope and grabbed the second rope. This one didn’t have anything to push off of, so I tried pumping my legs, like on a swingset. I had to jump a little farther to get the next rope, but it still worked. After a little while, I figured out how to jump from rope to rope. It almost felt like I was floating. I finally got near the shelf with the box of chocolate on it, but the floor it was on had a fence around it. I grabbed onto the fence from the rope that I was hanging on to, and shook it. It rattled a little bit, so I tried again, trying to break it off. A piece of the fence broke off, but most of it stayed put. I swung back and forth a little bit, and jumped over the broken part onto the top floor. I grabbed the box of chocolate and opened it up. It was empty, except for a piece of paper. I pulled it out. It had my mom’s writing on it, and it said: “Good job. Now bring it back to get the chocolate.” That was so unfair! I had to bring it back down there to get my chocolate? I looked down. I guessed that I would have to get down somehow anyway, so I threw the box as hard as I could down to the bottom. It landed on a floor close to the bottom, but not quite. I looked for the rope that I had been hanging on, and saw it a few feet away from the floor that I was on. I guessed that I would have to jump to get to it. I looked at it. That was a pretty long jump. I took a deep breath and jumped off the floor as hard as I could.
Everything seemed to slow down. I had enough time to grab the rope before I fell too far to reach it. I hugged the rope tightly, and time sped up again. That was weird. I climbed down as fast as I could, grabbing the empty box on the way. I still wanted to get my chocolate. I finally got to the bottom, and I ran to the door, carrying the box in one hand. I sneaked through the door again, and tiptoed over to my mom’s chair.
JULIANNE:
I had started to cry now. This was all too much for me, and- and I missed Charlie-
“We’ll help you find Charlie,” one of them said abruptly. “I’m Aggie. This is Zinc. I’ll introduce the others later, but right now we need to move. Grab a weapon and let’s get going.”
CHARLIE:
“This won’t hurt,” the young woman said. She put her hands on my head for a moment and suddenly collapsed. I had absolutely no idea what to do; in fact, I felt like collapsing myself.
((More later. Sorry, writer’s block.))
187- “Okay. I’ll talk to her. She’s doing that sniper exercise thing, right? Right.” *leaves*
I soon found another training room, where ZVX and TGYPWYA were engaged in a mock blaster battle with several kids. They all looked worn and exhausted. One kid laid stunned on the floor. “Interesting exercise,” I thought to myself. “Maybe I should give it a try…”
ROBERTA:
Liss opened the door, and walked in. I peered inside.
((Um, I don’t know what to put. I’ll think of something later.))
Okay guys I read up to post 360 on the first thread but I can’t keep going on like this with homework and all. so if someone could please give me a summary of where you are and what’s happening I’ll be fine. I know all the characters too.
I aimed, letting off a blast slightly after Padme. But it was enough. TGYPWYA fell stunned to the floor, and I pulled Kaye to the side, so she wouldn’t get stunned by a shot by ZVX.
CRYSTL:
After grabbing a helmet, protective gear, and a small, thin, blaster designed for mid-distance, I ran after Zena and Zavier and caught up quickly. Although thin and lightweight, I could RUN! I quickly got midway up a pillar, and waited for them, making sure not to touch anything at all…
( guys I don’t know what you all think of my joining but I’m going to put myself in and you can respond to it as you like)
I brought my ship in carefully making sure I didn’t trip any alarms or anything. I got out of the ship and silently made my way down the hall. I held my blaster ready just incase, I don’t trust anything to chance now. Not after the first bunny apocalypse. I heard a comotion a room and looked in. Inside were some kids climbing up ropes and nets, seemingly trying to get to a dummy on a shelf above them. Then I heard a noise behind me, I swung around. There stood a lady holding a blaster on me.
( here’s a basic description of me)
Name: Zorgon
Age: 20
Story: I’ll tell you in the story.
Description: Tall about 6″ 4, wears a dark tan trenchcoat with a cream shirt and pants under. I also wear an Indiana Jones style fedora.I’m a Indiana worshiper basically. I also wear a belt with every weapon possible ( most I made myself which youl learn more about later).
I don’t want to seem pushy or anything but I’d just like to get in. Also two more things first I was thinking maybe it was groundhog who found me but anyone works. The last thing is I’d like to be able to use the force and use a lightsaber. I don’t want to be seen as a latecomer trying to be cool though so tell me if this is okay. I don’t want to take away from Padme and ZVX.
Sorry for such a long post.
As IBCF left, I sighed and settled back in my chair. Then a movement in the corner of my eye caught my attention. Jenny was standing next to my chair…holding the chocolate box from the other ropes course??? “Jenny!” I exclaimed in a whisper. “How did you get that?” She looked at me proudly. “I found the other playground-thing, and I climbed up.” she said simply. “Can I have the chocolate now?” she added, giving me a puppy-dog look. I was still reeling. How did she get up there?? That course was made for people much taller than her, so even without the traps turned on, it would still be almost impossible. “Jenny?” I asked her. “How did you do it?” She grinned. “I climbed up the bottom part, and then I swung on the ropes for the rest of the way. I had to jump really far when I was coming down though. It was really weird–I felt like time was slowing down. But I got the box, and can I have the chocolate now please?” she said. I looked at her carefully. It seemed like time had slowed down? “Just a minute, Jen. I’ll get you the chocolate in just a minute.” I said, closing my eyes and concentrating. I felt several people who were Force-sensitive in the building. One of whom was standing right next to me! I snapped out of my trance. “Jenny,” I said happily. “You’ve made me very proud today. Just do one thing for me, and stay with me for the rest of today. Oh, and your chocolate is coming.” I finished, calling a bot to bring in some chocolate.
I looked up at Zena, Zavier, and Crystl, who were most of the way up the course now. Zavier appeared to have been snared by a trap, and Zena and Crystl were in the midst of wrenching it apart, trying to free his leg. Good. I thought. Teamwork.
((Oh gods, I’m so sorry! I’ve completely missed the sniper battle, haven’t I? Well, let’s see what I can do.))
Kaye dodged a shot by ZVX and gestured frantically for Padme and Philomena ((is there something shorter that I can call you?)) to get behind a stack of tumbling mats. “We can get him if we all shoot at the same time. Let’s use the same strategy we used on TGYPWYA. Ready– now!”
194- *quietly chants* “Get ZVX! Get ZVX!“
((194- AvalonGirl calls Philomena ‘Mena a lot. I suppose you could use that…))
ROBERTA:
Inside that door was a black room. Liss said quietly, “You have to get to that door.” She pointed across the room. True enough, there was a door. I started a long stride, but I felt a hand grab my shoulder. I turned my head. Liss was there, raising her eyebrows. She pulled something out of the various pockets of her long coat and handed the item to me. My eyes had finally adjusted to the absence of light, and I squinted and looked at the object in my hands. They looked like a mix of goggles and sunglasses. I warily fastened them around my head, and stared back at the course. Now, the course was amid red lasers. Liss said, “If you trip a laser, a small alarm will sound. I’ll be waiting outside.” With that, she left the room. I gulped, and started the course.
LISS:
I walked out of the room, wondering how well the girl would do. It had taken me about five tries to get out of the course. Suddenly, I heard footsteps. I silently flattened myself against the wall and watched the man pass. When he had his back turned, I came up behind him and pulled out a blaster. He swung around. I bared my teeth together. He said, “Who are you?” “I ask the same thing,” I said cooly.
((When we were still friends, Leafy drew Liss for me. Liss basically looks like this-
Age: 29
Height: 5’ 11”
Hair color: A deep chocolatey brown with some black streaks.
Eyes: Ice blue, with shadows under them.
Skin color: Very pale.
Wears: Cargo pants, stealth shoes (those were her idea), a black tank top over a camo long sleeve, and a big black coat with a lot of pockets.
Other things: Is very moody, is very gloomy, and considers people who she doesn’t know enemies.
I released the shot, and backflipped just in time to avoid a shot released just before mine.
And, again, I pulled someone-Kaye-away from danger…the danger was a tumbling block. A solid block.
CRYSTL:
Managing to get Zavier’s leg out of the trap, I winked at Zena. “Sooo…” I said, “Let’s start going full out. No more avoiding, because that’s what got Zavier hurt!”
AND AVALONGIRL:
((Oook, WTH is she?! And with who?!))
((197 – Isn’t she in the Dungeon of Horror, wreaking havoc and mayhem?))
I stood up. “Jenny,” I said. “I need to change into something better for training. Can you watch and see when they get to the top, and press this button as soon as one of them gets onto the top floor?” I said, pointing at a large red button on the desk. “I’ll be back soon, but if they get up to the top and the button doesn’t get pressed, then it’ll ruin the training. Okay?” “Okay.” Jenny replied, sitting in my chair. I took the clothes that the bot had brought me and ducked into a storage closet to change.
JENNY:
I looked up at the playground-thing, where the three other kids were still climbing. One of them had just gotten his leg out of something that looked like a big mouth, just without the teeth. They started climbing some more. They didn’t even look scared of something else trying to bite them. After a little while, I started wondering where my mom was. I didn’t think it took a grownup so long to get dressed. The three other kids were getting close to the top. I held my hand over the red button, waiting to push it. One of the girls climbed onto the top floor and grabbed the dummy that was standing on it. I hit the button as hard as I could.
All of a sudden, a loud siren started going off. I screamed and curled up under the table with my hands over my ears, waiting for it to stop. I heard a slamming noise and someone else screaming too, but I didn’t know who it was.
GROUNDHOG:
I waited in the storage closet, having long changed my clothes already. I hadn’t been planning on having someone else press the button, but this way Zena, Zavier and Crystl wouldn’t know that this was planned, because they wouldn’t see me down there having just pressed the button. They wouldn’t suspect Jenny, because she’d probably run and hide when the siren went off. Suddenly, I heard the siren go off, and a slamming noise indicated that the barrier had come down around the top floor. I sneaked out of the closet and crawled along the floor to the desk. Jenny was curled up under it, rocking back and forth. I pulled her out from under there and gave her a hug. “I’m sorry Jen…” I murmured. “I didn’t realize that it would scare you so much…” I reached up and turned off the alarm, but left the rest of the things triggered by the red button on. I peered over the top of the desk and looked at the screen for the top of the course. Zena was trapped behind the thick bars that were surrounding the top floor, and was shaking them angrily. Zavier and Crystl were looking around, seemingly at a loss for what to do. I hoped that they would figure it out soon.
((192- We don’t mind you joining in the slightest. In fact, we’d love it! So Welcome Zorgon to BATANG!
(groundhog thougt we should make the abbreviation for this thread have a vowel in it. This way the title sounds like a blaster going off. We can have a vote as to whether we should use BATANG as an acronym or not.) ))
((197- Kaye just pulled us behind some tumbling mats to block ZVX’s shots. AvalonGirl is in the Dungeon of Horror along with the other adults who have found a ‘recycled’ bunny slave while searching for proper clothes (the adults are dressed in hot pink footsie pajamas with ears!) ))
TGYPWYA fell to the ground, stunned. Kaye grabbed me and Mena by the arm, dragging us behind a stack of tumbling mats to avoid ZVX’s shots.
“We can get him if we all shoot at the same time. Let’s use the same strategy we used on TGYPWYA.” said Kaye hurriedly. We nodded, adjusting our blasters.
“Ready– now!†yelled Kaye.
We poked our heads up from behind the mats, took aim, and fired. ZVX managed to dodge two of the blasts, but the third hit him on his neck. He collapsed to the ground, motionless.
“YES! We did it!” cheered Mena. I held up a hand.
“Hang on- before we do a victory dance, we need to make sure that all of the ‘enemies’ are gone- someone might have been hiding or something.”
(cue for IBCF?)
((Oh, gosh, I’m behind again. PLEASE, please write for me.))
((whoops! sorry! we’ve all been so busy trying to do our training, we forgot about you. Let’s see… Rachel, Sophia, and Connor are with Baylee. They just found Charlie, so hopefully the training will continue after Baylee recovers from searching Charlie’s mind.))
I assume that saw me and thats who she pulled the blaster on so I’ll go with that.
I turned around and there stood a woman wearing a large dark coat and a black tanktop over a camo long sleeved shirt. I said who are you and she replied cooly” I ask you the same thing.” I thought for a second and then replied” I am a friend, but then that’s for you to decide isn’t it. I’d like to see ZVX though, if he is’t to busy.” She seemed agitated and then replied icily” drop all you weapons and then follow me” I dropped my blaster and took my knife but I kept my lightsaber firmly in my coat.Unbenowest to her. I then followed her.
I assume that Liss saw me and thats who she pulled the blaster on so I’ll go with that.
I turned around and there stood a woman wearing a large dark coat and a black tanktop over a camo long sleeved shirt. I said who are you and she replied cooly†I ask you the same thing.†I thought for a second and then replied†I am a friend, but then that’s for you to decide isn’t it. I’d like to see ZVX though, if he is’t to busy.†She seemed agitated and then replied icily†drop all you weapons and then follow me†I dropped my blaster and took my knife but I kept my lightsaber firmly in my coat.Unbenowest to her. I then followed her.
199- I looked wonderingly at the slumped figures of ZVX and TGYPWYA. Pretty good, these kids. Better be nice to them.
I stepped into the training room. “Hey, guys! Nice job. I was hoping I could play the winner, maybe?”
((194- How do you manage to be so funny all the time, IBCF????
199-That sounds like a good idea. What about BATENG?))
“Umm…..” Kaye looked doubtfully at IBCF. “Right now?”
“Of course right now! When else?” IBCF said cheerfully. The kids looked at each other. Padme shrugged. “Okay, sure.”
IBCF backed up to the other side of the room, picked up ZVX’s blaster, and shouted “Start!”
The kids wordlessly tried the tactic they had used on ZVX and TGYPWYA, but IBCF was on to them, and dodged effortlessly. They would have to try something else — and fast. The tumbling mays weren’t built for being repeatedly hit with blaster shots, and they were beginning to give way.
“Any ideas?” Kaye hissed to ‘Mena.
sorry for the double post
((206- FYI- when you’re posting something that doesn’t have to do with the plot, put it in double parentheses.))
((Oh, and ZVX and TGYPWYA won’t be out for much longer- say perhaps a few more seconds. In fact…))
IBCF began to have a “play winner” round. We tried our usual plan of action on him, but he dodged easily, on to us. The mats were beginning to give way.
“Any ideas?†Kaye hissed to ‘Mena. She shrugged looking scared for the first time. I mean, IBCF was good.
“I don’t know… perhaps we should shoot off two shots each, in quick succession, both aiming in different directions so that he’ll be surrounded by shots.”
((207-Aaah! No! Don’t you DARE!))
Kaye shrugged, noticing that there was an awful lot of shrugging going on. “It’s worth a try. I mean, if it doesn’t work we’ll be out anyway.”
Padme nodded. “Okay….. go!”
The kids stuck their heads out from behind the mats and shot. IBCF, however, didn’t seem to be fazed. He stood completely still, and every single shot missed him. Or so it appeared, anyway.
((AARGH!!! I know what I want to happen, but I have no idea how to write it!! So, fine. Do whatever you want with this.))
I came to slowly. I opened my eyes and saw the ceiling.
Hmm, I thought, those kids are good. They used the old three-way trap. That’s great for a first try. I could hear movement, so I assumed ZVX was still going strong. I jumped up and fired a few shots at the kids. I hit Padme and grazed Kaye- they were concentrating on ZVX. Then I looked over and saw ZVX on the ground. What the… Ah, I get it now.
“Hey IBCF, how’s it going?” I called out.
((208- It appears that nothing’s happened yet, so I’ll do what I want with this)).
The kids were good. Too good to be natural. I followed their eyes, guessing where they would fire next. The beams weren’t so easy to dodge, and several times I was grazed by a passing ray. My movements seemed fluid and effortless, but I was, in truth, quickly being worn down.
I was suddenly jolted by a shot that grazed my shoulder. For I moment I stood still, feeling the pain. “Meh, whatever,” I then thought to myself. “Real bunnies don’t play nice on kids, anyways.” I held up the stun gun and fired towards…Kaye? Was that her name?…repeatedly.
ROBERTA:
I yelped when the siren went off, and noticed my foot was grazing a laser. I covered my ears and dashed to the door. I opened it, and found another course waiting. How many of these things ARE there? I thought.
LISS:
I walked in front of the man all the way to the door of the room Groundhog was practicing in. I was reaching for the doorknob when I heard the hum of a lightsaber. I slowly turned aroundand saw that the man had out his lightsaber. I stared at him when he inquired, “What is your name and who do you support? Bunnnies or humans?” I said calmly, “You’ll see inside,” and reached for the doorknob again, but then he said behind me “How do I know that’s not a torture chamber?”
I followed the woman to a door a little farther down the hall, but I still didn’t trust her so I pulled out my lightsaber. She slowly turned around and I asked”what is your name and who do you support? Bunnies or humans?” She calmly replied ” You’ll see inside,” and reached for the doornob again, but I wasn’t about to take that for an answer when for all I knew there could be an army of bunnies behind the door. I asked her calmly” How do I know that’s not a torture chamber?” She replied “You don’t but I can tell you on my word it’s true.” I finally came to a solution after a bit of quick thinking.” You walk in front of me and I’ll use you as cover, how about that? I said ” also drop your weapons and I’d like mine back.” She complied and I said” okay go ahead and open the door.”
((209, 210-I’m confused. But I’m going with 210, because I like it better. ))
Kaye dodged to the side as IBCF fired several shots at her. This was going to be a lot harder than the first match. And to make things worse, ZVX and TGYPWYA appeared to be waking up. Just great.
((Aaah! People coming home! I’m not supposed to be on the computer now….. I’ll write more later, sorry.))
I whirled around, slightly startled. TGYPWYA was awake.
“Oh, hi, TGYPWYA. Cover me, would you?” A beam zipped by my ear. I rolled to the side and quickly fired another volley of shots.
((213- Okay, let’s go from 210, then))
“No problem.” I fired as I moved towards IBCF. A stray beam hit my foot and knocked me off balance. I fell, rolled, and was up immediately, narrowly avoiding getting knocked out again.
These kids were good.
LISS:
I sighed, rolled my eyes, and took off my coat and emptied my pockets, dumping them on the floor. Then I opened the door to the obstacle course, and walked inside. I could sense the stranger’s eyes probing the room warily as I went into Groundhog’s viewing room. “Oh, hi, Liss,” she said. “I found that guy,” I gestured over my shoulder, “In the hallway. Now what?”
((*yawn* I really should be in bed now. G’night!))
“Ow,” I said.
I was laying on the floor of the gym, and blasts were whizzing all around. My blaster was in the hands of IBCF, but I still had my spare blast rifle–I pulled it from my back. The most logical place for me to set up would be behind the exercise equipment. I unfolded my bipod and cocked the practice blaster.
“Good old blast rifles,” I muttered. “Let’s get ready to rumble.”
I lined up the scope on Kaye’s temple. Technically, this would be a killer shot if it was a real blaster, but, it wasn’t, so in that case…
The crosshairs were straight on the side of Kaye’s head. I pulled the trigger, and a beam shot from the barrel and struck. Kaye fell, but not without picking up a pistol and shooting IBCF in the leg. He staggered, saw me, and decided that I was the culprit. I dived behind a treadmill and the ricocheted off the speed control. I poked my head up, and a burst of small plastic pellets blazed at me. I ducked, and picked up the object on the ground.
Airsoft grenade.
I smiled. The kids were getting creative. However, I was glad I ducked. IBCF was around fifty yards ahead of me, crouching under and exercise mat. Perfect.
I let a burst out at him, and he spun out into the open, dodged another Airsoft grenade, and was shot in the back by Padme.
Getting serious, My brain remarked. The kids have more skill than you thought.
I knew that it was a matter of time before the kids would realize that they needed to use battle tactics. They might not have been professional generals, but they would figure it out that, if they flanked us, then forced us into a corned, then would have to charge, and be taken down by sniper fire from their cover.
I decided not to have that, and shot a blaze of laser beams, stunning TGYPWYA on accident. He crashed to the floor.
((Three trained adults against three ametures? Completely unfair but totally fun!))
TGYPWYA, ZVX, and IBCF were all up, shooting at us with the mercy of HPBs. TGYPWYA shot one at me. I almost didn’t dogde in time, so the shot grazed my shoulder, sending a jolt through my arm. Man, that took a lot out of me.
“What do we do!” yelled Kaye, her voice panicky, over the sound of stunning beams. “We’re completely outnumbered!” It was true- and I bet that in a real sniper battle we would be outnumbered 500 to 1. Just like when William came.
‘Don’t think about that. Concentrate.’
By this time the tumbling mats had been blasted out of the way, and we were on our own. I felt panic rising up inside me.
“There’s no way for us to win!” said Mena shrilly.
The adults appeared to have heard our conversation. Grinning, ZVX nodded to TGYPWYA. He nodded back. Both men pointed their blasters at me.
‘Uh oh’
I kept shooting randomly, watching their trigger fingers. Just as they let off their shots, I dropped to the ground, rolling out of the way. But strangely, only one shot had gone toward me. The second shot had gone toward my left, straight at Mena. I looked over at her- she was lying stunned on the ground.
‘They feinted’
I was getting dizzy from all the fighting. All I wanted to do was shut my eyes and collapse. But suddenly Tarnug’s malicious face swam in front of me, brought on by my dizziness and battle fatigue. He was smirking, and the message on his face was obvious.
‘You’re weak, biped’
Refuled with determination, I flung myself back into the battle, moving over until I was right next to Kaye.
“Any ideas?” I asked as I ducked two shots.
((217- whoops! your post wasn’t there when I posted. So let’s say that Kaye was hit and knocked her out, but now she’s back up.))
I surveyed the room as the woman went into a booth of somekind. I made sure to keep my lightsaber handy just in case things came to a fight. I didn’t like surprises.
((219- And let’s say the same for me))
New method of attack- I walked toward Kaye and Padme, blasting away mercilessly. They should have had no trouble taking me out, but they were busy dodging my blasts, plus IBCF’s and ZVX’s. I stopped at a safe distance- too close and even stun blasters could cause real damage- but close enough that possible reaction time was cut to almost zero. I noticed ZVX and IBCF both using the same tactic, and soon Padme and Kaye couldn’t even shoot- they were to busy dodging. But what amazed me was that they hadn’t gotten hit yet.
Suddenly ZVX got hit and fell. What? I wondered and looked where the blast had come from.
“Star’s end.” I was looking right at a revived ‘Mena. I saw a flash of light, then everything went black. Again.
((219-Thanks. Hey, if ZVX and TGYPWYA have both gotten revived, then why hasn’t muselover? It’s okay, he doesn’t seem to be around…..))
“All right, ‘Mena!” Kaye cheered. “Come on, let’s get IBCF!”
The kids converged on IBCF, who had lost his air of nonchalance and was starting to look panicked. He let of a bunch of shots at once, swinging the blaster so the shots went in a wide line. Kaye dropped to the floor, but one of the shots hit Padme. She dropped to the floor.
‘Mena and Kaye looked at each other. “No quarter given, none taken,” muttered ‘Mena. “Let’s get him good.”
“Well.”
“Whatever. C’mon.”
ROBERTA:
The siren in the last room was still going off, so I decided, Oh, what the hell, in a real situation, bunnies would already be coming for me. I ran right through the next batch of lasers, tripping the next siren. When I got through the next door, I found myself in a hallway, two ways out. I randomly picked right and sprinted down that hallway. I found myself in a dark room. But wait! There was a beam of light in the corner. It was an air vent. I went over to it, and could faintly hear voices coming from it. I pressed my ear to it, and was surprised to find that those voices belonged to Groundhog and Liss.
((SFTDP, but I really want to RP for Zinc now.))
ZINC:
While Aggie handed Julianne a blaster, I reached inside my shirt and pulled out a small locket. I opened it, adn smiled faintly at the two pictures inside it. The left side of it contained a picture of me and Leafygreen as kids, standing there together and waving at the photographer, which I remembered to be our other friends, Hei Young. The right side showed me as a twenty four year old, just a year ago, with my fiance, Hawke, smiling happily. We were about to get married, then adopting a child. Hawke then died in a car accident.
My life, I thought as we all sprinted down the corridor, Everyone I love most dies. What a curse.
((I’ve been mulling over this for a few days. Hawke is not a real person.))
I ducked a blast from IBCF. “Too slow!” I yelled, and instantly regretted it as I had to backflip, cartwheel, roundoff, front flip, dive roll, and about every other gymnastics move you could THINK of (and more) to avoid the shots. Although I did survive.
And make my way over to Kaye. “How?” I whispered, staying alert. And determined not to get hit.
I pulled a ponytail holder out of my pocket. “Showtime!” I said, grinning. Now I was going to be better…
CRYSTL:
Yeah. Zena was trapped. “No!” I cried angrily, regretting my decision to leave my discus behind. And realized…”Guys, I have a discus that can cut this. I’m going to go get it!” I leaped down, matching Zavier step for step. Getting it, we got back up, and I cut the bars…
((*revives thread* Jeez, people, did I kill this thread or something? The last post was on Nov. 7th at 9:31 pm, for Koko’s sake!))
((226- No, I had writer’s block.))
((226-Hee hee…… Some threads go for three days at a time without having anything posted…. but I know what you mean. I’d have written something, but I had writer’s block. I still do, actually…. meh.
I need to go run over to the kokon thread and rephrase what I just said so the GAPAs won’t get mad at me again….. I”l be right back…..))
((226- A few threads have had gaps of years between posts. 20 hours seems short by comparison.
And I’ve got writer’s block too.))
((Well, really, I’m just waiting for Groundhog to post so I can RP Liss. If Groundhog also doesn’t post, I can’t RP Roberta either, as she’s listening in on Groundhog’s and Liss’ conversation. I was the last one to post from the Dungeon of Horror point of view, so… I really can’t post. I’m relying heavily on other people.))
ZENA:
I shook the bars of my trap, trying to escape. These were some darn thick bars. Then, Crystl began to cut the bars with a discus. I broke free.
“Thanks!” I said gratefully. I had always hated being locked up in places, something I had inherited from my mother.
“No time to thank me”, Crystl said. “Look!”
Above us were about ten angry venus FlyTrap plants, ten times their normal size and with enormous fangs lining their traps. They bent thir long stalks downwards toward us making some strange hissing noise.
“Great”,
((Oops. Sorry. Accidental post.))
“Great”, I muttered. “Anybody have a can of giant mutant plant spray?”
“No, but I don’t think that would work”, Zavier replied. “Especially because these giant mutant plants look like they’re about to eat us.”
“We aren’t flies!” Crystl exclaimed.
“I don’t really think that matters!” I cried, and then screamed as one of theplants took a vicious swing at me with its’ giant head.
229, 230- Sigh….. I’m waiting for someone else to post too. Probably either groundhog, Kittymine, or ZVX, but I don’t think they’re around….. TGYPWYA, you’re kind of unconscious anyway, so it doesn’t really matter anyway (though if you wanted to get up I wouldn’t complain), so you’re not really under pressure to post anything….. Lucky you.
I still have writer’s block. Groan.))
((233- Yeah, I think I’ll take advantage of this rare lack of pressure to go… uh… hm. Ya know, I might as well write something.))
((Or not. Caking writer’s block.))
((ACK! Sorry people! I can’t post on Saturday, and I didn’t get to it Saturday night because I was watching Harry Potter. I will post now and beg Groundhog to find the time even though she has college work to do.))
((Ooh, I finally get knocked out!))
TGYPWYA, ZVX, and IBCF were converging on us. Shooting at them would be rather counterproductive at this distance- they were barely 5 feet away! So basically we all dodged- cept for Mena who was still out. Suddenly a shot came out of nowhere and hit ZVX, who collapsed. TGYPWYA looked around and saw Mena, who was now wide eyed and bushy tailed.
“Star’s end” he said, before a shot from Mena knocked him out. Again. (what is ‘star’s end’ supposed to mean?)
“All right, ‘Mena!†Kaye cheered. “Come on, let’s get IBCF!â€
We all started shooting at him. He shot back, lots of fast, random shots. I ducked, but suddenly something white came flying out of nowhere and hit me on the back of my head.
“Ow,” I managed, before sinking into the black void.
((thank goodness, really because I need some rest- I’ve been fighting for at least 20 minutes straight!))
((Sorry for possible double post, I just thought of something to write.))
KITTYMINE:
I freed Julianne from her chains. Zinc handed her a blaster.
“Okay guys- back to finding clothes!” said Aaron.
“And kicking a few pink cottontails.” added Aggie.
“Don’t forget looking for Charlie!” reminded Kokonilly.
((233- I’m on. I haven’t had the time to post since yesterday, but here we go.))
I was stunned. Again. Or maybe not stunned–I could be consciously aware of what on around me–so maybe paralyzed was a better word. My heavy blaster had fallen on top of me, and I seemed to be slowly slipping into unconsciousness. A rush of images ran through my brain. William, standing at the front of a million-strong bunny army; Xeer, standing over a body in the Trench; the tip of a blaster barrel blazing at a black fortress; a black paw tossing a stiletto…
I woke up. I hadn’t been shot. I wasn’t in a real battle. Flashes burst all around me, along with voices, crashes, and a click as a blaster magazine was inserted. It occurred to me that that click was right behind me….
I grabbed the rifle, whirled around, and put my finger on the trigger…A flash whizzed past my ear. Kaye had woken and was shooting. I fired into the cover, where I could see her face. The face ducked.
((Jeez, there sure have been a lot of posts. I’m sorry, I haven’t been on the blog for a few days due to a punishment. ))
JULIANNE:
Someone handed me a blaster. What am I supposed to do with this?? I thought. I’ve never used one of these in my life!
Still, at least I had something to protect me. I’d figure out how to use it later.
CHARLIE:
((Could someone offer him some food? He’s starving!))
((I might as well RP Zinc.))
ZINC:
I, immediatlly right of Julianne, ran along, glancing left and right for any sign of hot pink, other than our selves. I was surprised the bunnies hadn’t taken my locket with the rest of my clothes, but I was still glad I had it. “Hey, what’s that?” I heard someone say. Julianne. I blushed, and said, “It’s a locket. It has pictures of the two people I loved most in the world, and they both died.” “Oh.” Julianne said, looking shaken. I nodded absently, and stared ahead.
“PADME!” I screamed, getting over to her and pulling her behind a stack of mats that had formed a room. I catapulted myself up to a mat, and shot precisely and crazily. Managing to knock a heavy block into IBCF.
(No one hits me, please? I’ll probably get seriously hurt if I get blasted right now.)
CRYSTL:
“Oh, cake!” I muttered, just dodging a swing from the plants. Or not. Looking down, I noticed a small cut on my hand. “Blast the open mouths!” I called to the others. Not waiting for a reply, I tossed my discus, and covered my ears-the thing made a horrible screaming noise-and got the discus back. I shakily stared at where it had disintegrated.
((FYI- the reason I said ow was:
a) Since the shot was from relatively close by, it’s impact was enough to jar anything.
b) Padme happens to have a sensitive spot there- she hurt herself when she jumped out of a window and hit a thick tree branch- HARD- while running for bunnies. (remember I said she could be a little reckless? There you go.) ))
(this is a continuation of the dream when William came to the orphanage, a dream that has been mentioned at least twice.)
‘I screamed, loudly and shrilly. The bunny pinning me to the wall laughed, his hot breath half choking me.
“Think this is bad, sniveling biped?” cackled the large black bunny evilly. “Taste this…” He held up a small vial of cloudy gray fluid. I snapped my mouth shut, my face terrified. He smirked nastily.
“Foolish girl… you cannot resist me.” His voice became soft and fluid at those last four words. His eyes glared into mine. I whimpered, trying to pull away from his gaze. But they held me in their enchanting trap.
“Open your mouth, biped,” hissed the bunny’s trance- inducing voice. I shook my head, trying to get rid of the voice. But those eyes still held me, swirling hypnotically. The voice intoned once again.
“Foolish girl… you cannot resist me… your will is mine…”
The eyes pulsed once and I let go, my strength beaten. I felt myself droop in the bunny’s grip.
“Open your mouth,” came the soft command. I felt myself obey instantly. The fluid slipped down my throat. It tasted horrid- like old socks. And then the pain started- hot and prickly and vomit inducing. It swept through my body, attacking every limb. I shrieked in agony as the pain targeted the back of my head…’
I opened my eyes- the pain in my neck continued, but not as bad as before. I realized the the pain in my dream had really been from the stunning beam. I groaned and rolled over, searching for my blaster. Strangely enough, I felt better- less tired- than I had before I had been hit, despite the nightmare. My hand grasped the blaster’s handle- I sat up slowly, looking around. The battle was still going. TGYPYWA and IBCF were on the ground- only ZVX was going now.
((241-Flip a bit. TGYPWYA and ZVX are down, IBCF is left. Or did you know that?))
((Wait…… IBCF is out? What’s post 240 mean, exactly?))
((242-Well, I think if IBCF comes back on, he decides if the block knocked him out…))
((243-Okay…… By the way, when was the last time IBCF was on?))
((I don’t see any reason to be stunned. I requested that nobody powerplay my character, so, yeah…))
The block hit my stun gun, throwing me into the wall and destroying the weapon. My back ached horribly, but I managed to dodge several shots and grab TGYPWYA’s blaster.
I have got to remember to duck, I thought as I pulled myself up. I reached for my blaster, but it wasn’t there. What the… I looked around for it and almost got hit again as a result of my distraction. I dodged and weaved towards the wall until I was up against it. I picked up a block that hadn’t been there before I was knocked out and decided that if I can’t have a weapon, I can at least have a shield.
It was a lot heavier than I had expected, and there was a crushed blaster was underneath. Well, that explains my blaster problem.
(I really can’t post right now due to the problem of Groundhog not posting so if someone can do something about it I’d appreciate it. Otherwise I can’t post)
((242- you are correct. To IBCF- sorry if I powerplayed you.))
((247- Groundhog couldn’t post because she had a major program to write for class and she only just barely got it done. I’ll ask her what’s up now- perhaps she could post. *Asks groundhog who is residing on the couch next to me* Sorry, she’s really busy at the moment. She said that she will try as soon as she can.))
((I can’t think of anything to post since by brain is currently numbed by a homework overload, a test, and a very bad day.))
JEEZ! Charlie’s starving here! Where’s Baylee? Rachel? Sophia? Connor?
((249- I’m not sure what happened to Kokonilly and Baylee. Kokonilly may have been detained from the computer (remember she changed her name?) I have no idea what happened to Baylee. And by the way- Groundhog is posting right now.))
247 – I turned around. There was someone else–no two someone elses–coming in. One of them was Liss. I didn’t recognize the other one. “Hi.” I said. “Who’s this?” I asked.
((hi people! I’m new here! And i’ve got a cool character too. btw, I’m a friend of Armanda’s. Pie me!! SPLUTSPLUTSPLUT!!! ACHOO! @#%$ Pepper pies!
Name: Slythix
Age: 13
Backround: Bunnies killed his parents at age one, but saved by ZVX. Killed his first bunny at age one year, one day.
Weapons: Is awsome with throwing daggers, isn’t too bad with swords or laser pistols either.
Skills: Quite tricky, but smart. Can build a laser pistol in 30 seconds flat. Also quite agile. Lean and wirey.
Height: 5′ 6″
Weight: 93 lbs.
Looks: Black hair that lies flat on his head, blue piercing eyes, dark glasses, black suit with knife holder hidden in sleeves.
Personality: Determined and slightly ominous.
Weakness: always will kill bunnies, no matter what.
Don’t worry. I can think of a few ways to incorperate Slythix into the story! ))
((Jake! You joined! All right! But I thought you said you were going to use Lignik….. Ah, whatever. I really like your character. He sounds even better than when you described him….
Sorry people, I still have writer’s block….. @#%$…… Sorry….))
I parked my craft on the edge of the water in California, and got out. “Ahh,” I said, looking up at the sky.”what a day.” But it was no time to enjoy the scenery. Oh well. Another time. I got back in, and pressed the ‘Sub’ button. The normal-looking convertable quickly changed into a wheeled submersible. “Time to go, Slythix.” I said to myself, as I drove the sub into the water. “I want to get to the base in less than an hour.” The sub shot towards the Mariana Trench.
((Is is hypocritical for someone whose character is Force-sensitive to comment on the Gary-Stu-ness of someone else’s character?))
((252- Sweet character. I can see why I’d save you..you’re my type. (Character to character, that is) The best way for you to join would be… HELP ME, PEOPLES!))
I ducked a blast as it whizzed over me. A headshot, but…well, not anymore. I decided to call of the battle.
“Stop, everyone.” I stood up, dropping the blaster. “That’s enough to give you the gist of it. We might as well try some real blasters. TGYPWYA, please get up.”
TGYPWYA groaned and sat up. “OK, oh, man. Ow.” He stood, and looked around. “You did well, guys. We might as well go to the armory.”
The armory was an impressive place. Blasters, Stun Cannons, deactivated bombs, and lightsabers were all there. I picked up a blaster, making sure it wasn’t cocked.
“Looks like an M16. These, along with our GPMGs and AK-47s are extremely useful for going in disguise. This, on the other hand would arouse some suspicion.” I picked up a rifle with a laser scope, sculpted pistol grip, and sniper size magazine. “It would be the destruction of the planet if these weapons ever spread throughout the world. They’re too powerful. They can shoot a laser burst 26 miles. This is the most important thing: never let any human know.”
TGYPWYA stepped in. “Exactly. We can’t afford to have that happen. Fortunately, we can use our look-alikes if we need to go into human areas. Let’s see these in action.” He walked away a short distance, pulled the bolt back, and pulled the trigger.
A cardboard box exploded a hundred yards or so away. TGYPWYA’s arm moved ever so lightly from the recoil of the gun.
((The guy’s like a cooler version of me.))
“Ah.” I said, as I approched the base. “We have arrived. I should knock, I suppose.” I strolled through the ship, and entered the pod. “Before I find ZVX. After all, why else would I be here?” The pod rocketed towards the base.
((For those who are wondering, Beat is gone. Just plain gone. So she told me to RP her character. So, Baylee’s her character, right????
252- Please, no perfect characters!!!
And, don’t worry, I’m in a lot of RPGs (different webs. though)
AND, I know this is kinda sudden. But she did say goodbye.))
((257- Ah.))
LISS:
“I don’t know who he is, where he came from, or which side he’s on.” I said. The man looked over at the obstacle course, and, just like I suspected, turned and said sharply to Groundhog, “What are you doing here?” Jenny, Groundhog’s kid, came out from somewhere. eating a bar of chocolate. Ground hog pulled her onto her lap, and said, “Have you ever heard of something called bunnies?” The man gave her a look that plainly said DURRR. Groundhog nodded, and continued with, “Well, this is the second apocalypse. The first one, the adults you see in this room were one of the many who fought in it. The others, they were kidnapped yesterday. The children are their kids. We’re training them so we can rescue their parents and kill the son of the first bunny war lord, Xeer.” I stood there, watching the man’s expressions. At first, he looked wary, then, a little shocked, then a bit reassured, but still confused.
ROBERTA:
I eavesdropped, listening to the adults conversation, watching their feet. There was a man there, not TGYPWYA, not ZVX, not IBCF. Someone entirely new. “Excuse me,” I heard Liss say, then her feet walking toward my direction, her kick the vent I was listening through, then walking out. I heard the other adults muttering about weird people while I went back to the hallway, jamming my goggles back on. Then I went the opposite way I had went before, sprinting. I stopped in front of a door, panted a little, and opened it. I walked quickly inside. Then the door slammed shut. “Albino wungs!” I swore, then looked around. It was empty, except for a table and… Then I understood what I was to do. I pulled the table over, and clambered on. Then I stood up on it, and reached toward the ceiling. I wrenched off a piece of cieling tile, and stuck my head into the space. I grinned. Air vents. I crawled in, and shimmied down.
((I was just thinking-what comes after we defeat Xeer? Xeer has a kid? Our kids have kids? That’s kind of tedious. But seriously, I want to keep these kind of threads alive. What next?))
((260 – We could defeat Xeer, but that doesn’t mean that all the bunnies would be gone. Maybe if we have the bunnies stage another takeover, then we defeat Xeer, then we reclaim the world from the bunnies, and after that the world will go back to normal, but we’ll still be working in secret to root out any more bunny uprisings/takeovers.))
I looked at the man appraisingly. “Well, we can definitely use any allies we can get, but only if they’re really allies.” I said to Liss. “I’m no mind-reader, so I can’t tell about this guy, or about that bunny, muselover, for that matter. I can scan his brain to see of there’s any bunny dogma in it, but that won’t prove that he’s trustworthy and it won’t work on muselover, the scanner can’t differentiate between cells that have nicegoodius pigment and evil pigment in them. But I’m inclined to trust them for now, considering that they stayed in here all this time and didn’t sabotage anything.”
((257-Yeah, right. But really, people, I don’t see why everyone’s complaining. I mean, yeah, it is a bit unrealistic to have your character kill a bunny at age one, and I don’t really like the laser-pistol-in-thirty-seconds thing too much either, but other than that, Slythix isn’t really more Gary-Stu-ish than ZVX….. Actually, he sounds a lot like ZVX (as you observed yourself, Zoufled).
259-Nooooo! Gone where? Gone forever, or just for now?
Whoa….. we’re using real weapons now? Me scared….))
“So, are we going to practice with targets or have another battle?” Kaye asked. “Because frankly, I’m tired. I’m probably not ever supposed to say that to someone potentially on the other side, but it’s true.”
TGYPWYA laughed. “No, we’re just doing target practice for now. Everyone choose their weapon.”
((Can’t think of anything else right now….))
((WHERE ARE ALL THE CAKIN’ OBSTACLE COURSE PEOPLE!! I’M GETTING EATEN ALIVE BY PLANTS!))
AGGIE(for now):
We continued quickly down the hall, blasters at the ready.
“I want my PANTS back!” Aaron complained.
“So do we all,” I said sympathetically, “but we have to keep going.”
“Ssh!” Nilly hissed. “Do you hear that?”
There was a loud rumbling from the other side of the hall that we had just left.
“That does NOT sound good,” Zinc said. We all turned around collectively, and screamed.
What was coming towards us was not a bunny, or anything like a bunny.
A giant stone was rolling down the hall towards us, and it was WAY faster than any of us.
“RUN!” screamed Leafy, and we began to dash pell-mell down the hall as fast as our pink-clad legs could carry us.
((263- Leafy died. There are good resons for this, but I don’t want to type them out right now.))
((262: He wanted revenge. He was smart(and still is). And he knew how to kill a bunny. Add that up and it equals
(bunny=dead).
As I zoomed toward the base, I began typing in commands for the computer to utilize. “There.” said I.
“Computer, Run Program ‘Knock’. The ship moved backwards, then stopped. There was an creepy silence for a second. Then, the craft rocketed forward, and slammed against the steel side of the base. CLLLAAANNGGG!!!! The sound reverberated around the base
so loudly that everyone could hear it. Including ZVX.
((Nice way to get attention, eh?))
((And by the way, Slythix is tempermental. Example: ‘Ok. Let’s go kill the @#%$ bunnies already!!!’.))
((262- Maybe. Let’s take a look at the situation. In fact, Slythix is almost a mirror character of myself, as far as Gary-Stu-ness goes. Except for hair, clothing style, and the sunglasses…he could be my son. (fantastic plot twist!)
The point is, is it good too have two determined and slightly ominous, always will kill bunnies, no matter what, characters running around. It kind of drops the uniqueness for both of us. However, all the kids seem to be similar in their level if experience and all that, so maybe it is good to have another guy running around like that?
IF electros gives permission, I’ll give him some ideas.
One: are you thinking an Artemis Fowl type character (the suit kind of implies that) or another assassin/assault commander type guy? There’s always the matter of Cerre. Technically, she’s a similar character to yourself and me, but different all the same. That could become a nicely done plot too, if it was done right.
Just keep writing ))
((SFTDP: none of the comments above were there previously, so…))
CLLLAAAAAAANNNNNNG!
The entire group whirled around. TGYPWYA issued swift instructions. “Everyone, whatever comes through that door, shoot it.”
Me and TGYPWYA sprinted towards the source of the noise. It had come from the entrance, so we assumed it was either a deep sea fish who’d hit the wrong button with it’s tail; a spy; or an army of bunnies.
It wasn’t.
I blazed the entryway with my blaster. Nothing moved. TGYPWYA and I walked towards the door, aware–painfully–that if it was and army of bunnies, we were about to get killed.
“That was a slick way to get attention,” remarked a smooth voice from outside. A pale youth, about thirteen, I guessed, stepped out from behind the gate. “You came promptly. I expected as much.”
“Slythix?” I asked.
The youth sustain his composure. “Yes.”
I walked forward. “You can come in, you know. Let me check your mind.”
I pulled a bizzare device out of my cloak’s pocket. It was a dome, with a few wires. I plugged it into my com. card, and placed it over his head. The card beeped.
“I’m trustworthy, I know. Now, where have you been–and your Resistance, for the past five years?”
I brushed my hair out of my face. “Fighting.”
((263 – Sorry! I didn’t invent the plants, I said that none of the stuff would really injure you!))
((269: That’s pretty much what I would have done))
“I have killed… hmmm…20,000 bunnies to date. ” I said. “And who is this gentlman?”
“He is TGYPWYA. A friend.” said ZVX.
“Hmm.” I said. “I did not come here for chit-chat.”
“I didn’t suspect as much.” ZVX mumbled.
“The reason I came is to join the Resistance. Before you say anything, I should let you know that I am more interesting than the pathetic baby you rescued. I have…” I flipped a knife through the air, flashing out of my sleeve. I caught it by the hilt. “…a reputation for myself. A fearsome one.”
((268: Probably Artemis.))
The one I had gathered by now was Groundhog asked me have you ever heard of the bunnies. I replied in the best manner I could,”Durrrr” I know a bit childish but what can I say when people act so stupidly. Then she started talking about the apocalypse and how they were training the kids of the first resistance to be the second resistance. Well I was slightly glad to here this but not so much and it was starting to make me mad over how they treated me like I knew nothing. So, I told them a thing or two,” Okay o’ wise woman who am I and whats my name you act as though I’m stupid or something. Well here’s my story just to show you how stupid I’m not. I had parents once, well I guess I’d have to if I’m alive, but the point is they’re dead. They were scientists working on important information when there lab was broken into they were both killed then and there. I was raised after that by a coleague of theirs and some others who had survived. Later towards the end of the war they died. That’s how un stupid I am I know all about the resistance. Although there is one thing I’d like to know how come you’re not out there killing the bunnies now.” just then before either of them could comment there was a huge clang I grabbed my lightsaber and ran out.
((Cake. Has my plotline progressed any further?))
I turned to ZVX. “You know this kid?”
“Yeah,” he responded. “But I haven’t seen him for a while. Like he said, I rescued him.”
“Hmm.” I took a step back and examined the youth. “Do you mind if I take a look at that knife?” He hesitated, but handed it to me. I held it up and examined it. “Nice… very nice. Sharp too.” I flicked it back to him, spiraling through the air. He snatched it perfectly on the hilt.
I smiled. “Very smooth. 20,000 killed or not, you’ve got quite some skill there. Welcome to the Resistance.”
((268- Yeah- Why let this be an attack bunnies-run away- attack again story when we can have a real plot? Let’s be careful though… No “I am your father”s ))
I looked at the newcomer. “I’m not acting as if you’re stupid, Mr. I-Know-Everything-About-Hot-Pink-Bunnies.” I said, annoyed at the obvious and gigantic chip on his shoulder. “How was I to know that out of the over 6.7 billion people in the world, you just happened to be one of the few who knew what the bunnies really are. You could have been deep-sea diving and gotten in here by accident–I imagine security hasn’t been too tight around here lately–and not have had an inkling about any of this. And secondly, I knew your parents. They were killed when a bunny spy broke into the lab that all three of us were working in at that point to steal the mad human disease that had come about when I’d tried to use mad cow as a debunnification method. I knew they had a kid, but you’ve changed quite a bit since I last saw you. And thirdly, if you knew all about the resistance, then you’d know that we generally try to win our fights. How are we supposed to do that if most of us have little or no fighting experience? If we go out there now, we’ll get decimated, which won’t help anything.” I finished, giving him what I hoped was a stern glare. The nerve of this guy, waltzing in here and acting like that! A clanging noise interrupted my thoughts, and the newcomer rushed out of the room. “Oh, no, you don’t!” I called to him, giving chase.
((268-You’re a bit young to have a son, aren’t you? But I agree, that could be an interesting plot twist.
Yes, we really should try to have this be a story with a bit more plot than BA. We’re going well right now, but I’m not sure what’s going to happen from here, and really, the whole jungle thing shouldn’t have happened at all.))
“What? What the heck is going on? Who is this person? How do you know he’s trustworthy? ZVX, do you know him from somewhere?” The kids burst out talking all at once.
“Whoa, cool it!” ZVX said. “Yes, I know this person. I rescued him from the bunnies when he was a kid, and he was with the Resistance for a while. He’s trustworthy. And anyway, we’ve already recruited a bunny and a few people who just appeared out of nowhere. This isn’t really the best time to suddenly be worried about security.”
I saw that the newcomer was heading towards the entrance, where there was a small crowd gathered. Trusting that they would catch him as soon as he got close to them, I returned to the obstacle course. The semi-holographic plants were still going, although it appeared that one of the kids had thrown something through one of them, disrupting the projection and effectively “killing” it. I didn’t know whether they’d realized that throwing something through the plants was what killed them though. Luckily the only real parts of the plants were the “jaws” which were flying robots that created a giant venus flytrap projection around themselves, and the jaws couldn’t even close all the way, so no one could get bitten by them.
“And who I said are these kids?” I asked.
“These are people who’s parents where captured by Xeer.” said ZVX. “Sound like anyone you might know?”
“Yes. Me.” I said, letting the insult smack into the wall behind me.
“But why are they here?”
ROBERTA:
I crawled along the air vent, wondering where it would end and what would come after it. I silently cursed. Then, I heard voices below me. I pressed my ear against it. I heard a muffled, new voice say, “But why are they here?” ZVX said, “If they weren’t here, where would they be?” A pause, then ZVX continued speaking. “The Resistance fighting instinct carries through generations, I believe. They, and a few others, are just about the best people to fight the bunnies.”
LISS:
Having walked out of the booth, I strided along the corridor. No doubt the girl had gotten herself caught. If she just proceeded without me coming to get her, I think she would do fine. “Eavesdropping,” I muttered. “Typical.” Then, there was a loud noise. I just continued walking, except a little faster. The noise had come from the right, in the docks, probably, so I went over there. I heard footsteps behind me, so I went into the shadows, and stood there, motionless except for the steady rise and fall of my chest; silent except for my quiet breathing. A boy, perhaps thirteen, came out of the ship, then ZVX and TGYPWYA came around the corner. The the very cocky man, then a few of the children. I looked on while they discussed, silently amused at the ignorance. Just accept that they’re here I thought, And learn to live and cooperate with them.
((*hopes the kids ZVX is talking about are Padme, someone I forgot their name, and ‘Mena…but will not post as ‘Mena until it is approved*))
CRYSTL:
“Wait a second…” I muttered. “What was that clang? Well, there are probaly…holograms…” I straitened up, realizing the poing. “Holograms! I don’t think real flytraps could disintagrate, but the jaws are probaly real. They’re probaly all hologram except the jaws.”
*is bored* *leaves small crowd at entrance* *turns around corner and collides with newcomer (Zorgon)* “Ow.”
“Hmm.” said I. “I belive I can help you in training these children.”
((APPARENTLY no one has noticed Charlie, who is STARVING. Could someone RP Baylee? If you don’t, I will. Who plays Rachel/Sophia/Connor again?))
((283-I’ll RP her.))
While I was awaking slowly, I heard a loud CLANG!
“What was that?” I muttered. Remembering the little kid, she looked towards him. “You look like you need to eat.” I said. “I’ll get you some hot soup and some fresh clothes, right after I figure out what that was. It’ll only take a few moments.”
I stood in the shadows, taking in all that was happening. So, some kid just walked in here, and ZVX knew him? Interesting.
{I believe I can help you in training these children.”} He said.
“Oh, really, you do?” I muttered, emerging from the shadows. Everyone looked surprised. “How’d you get–” I cut en off.
“We don’t know if he actually is, whoever he says he is. Even if you are very positive. I’m not taking any chances.” The kid shook his head, laughing. ZVX gave him a ghostly smile. “Oh, and by the way, your ship’s on fire.” I said, and walked away, Charlie following.
I led Charlie to a large messhall and told a robot to get some soup, bread, butter, and fruits, along with a cookie. While the robot was setting these things down on the table, I started asking him questions. “So, tell me exactly what the bunnies did to you. You can skip some details if you like. I know how painful it is.”
283- And nobody notices MUSELOVER, who is BORED OUT OF HS SKULL.
Foolish girl. I wasn’t fooled by her.
“Hey Slythix, shouldn’t you cheak on your ship?” said ZVX, laughing.
I bored my icey blue eyes into him until he stopped laughing.
“No. By the way, tell the foolish girl who doesn’t trust me that she can.”
“Ok.” said TGYPWYA.
“And where are we going?” I asked ZVX.
((Salutations everyone. I know I have been gone for two days, but that is what hot pink homework does to you- it gives you too many tests in one week. Now I can finally post. *Breathes in relief*))
((Kokonilly- lets assume that after Charlie was found, Baylee came to relatively quickly and Connor, Rachel and Sophia were doing dart practice when Slythix “knocked”.))
There as a loud CLANGing noise from the doors. We all ran to investigate, ZVX and TGYPWYA in the lead. In walked a thirteen year old boy whose name was apparently Slythix. Interesting. In any case, he started going on about how he had this big reputation for himself, I that he could help train these children. I did not appreciate his insinuation, especially since he was the same age as I – 13. I almost said as much, except that Baylee walked in with a young boy behind her.
“We don’t know if he actually is, whoever he says he is. Even if you are very positive. I’m not taking any chances.†The kid shook his head, laughing. ZVX gave him a ghostly smile. “Oh, and by the way, your ship’s on fire.†Baylee said, and walked away, the boy following. ZVX started cracking up about the flaming ship joke, at which point the newcomer glared at him until he sobered up.
“And where are we going?†asked Slythix.
“Well, our eventual aim is to head for the Dungeon of Horror to rescue our parents,” I responded. He turned to look at me, his eyebrows raised.
“And may I ask exactly what this Dungeon of Horror is?” asked Slythix, still looking at me with an odd expression on his face.
“It’s a large bunny torture center in the base of Mt. Saint Helens which is relatively near the Marinaras Trench.” supplied Groundhog. Slythix’s eyes flicked over to Groundhog.
“Interesting,” he mused, looking over at ZVX. “This is a new developement. When did this base spring up?”
“Roughly 14 years ago,” said TGYPWYA before turning around to see the whole group of kids all around the door.
“Okay guys- we’re taking a break from practice. Everyone can go to their rooms to change or otherwise refresh themselves before dinner, which will be in and hour and a half. We all grumbled slightly, not wanting to miss all the fun. Kaye and I were all a bit offended. Just as we were all walking off, Crystl, Zena, and Zavier came running out of the obstacle course room, looking dishevled but exhilarated.
“We got out of the course! Where are we going now?” asked Crystl.
“Off to our rooms to cool off before dinner.” replied Mena.
“What about me?” grumbled muselover. Right on cue, ZVX called, “Muselover! Back over here please!”
((Just for the sake of everyone- all of the adults are going to go off with the newcomers (Zorgon, Slythix, and muselover) to talk things out and straighten up loose ends while we all chill before dinner. I am assuming that Baylee will join up along with Charlie after she is finished getting him some food.))
((Am I correct in assuming that Roberta is still getting out of her stealth mission maze, or whatever it was?))
KITTYMINE:
A giant ball of rock was hurtling down the hallway toward us.
“RUN!!!!” yelled AvalonGirl. I didn’t need telling twice. Unfortunately, I realized that the rock would outrun us 2 to 1. I noticed a door up ahead.
“Let’s head for that door! We can dive inside to save ourselves!” I yelled behind me.
((Wow, that was long.))
((also, Slythix- your Artemis like manner seriously irks me. I predict much butting of heads between you and Padme! (sounds like fun.) Zorgon’s cocky manner also irks me a bit, but not as much. Though I suppose he did have reason to be indignant when Groundhog asked him if he had heard of bunnies. Of course Groundhog would take the opposite end, but oh well.))
((288: Agreed. And it’s fun to play too. Hee hee!))
((287- I believe she is. And, crazily enough, I automaticaly perk up at the first three letters of Roberta, as my first name is Robin. Lark’s name was derived from mine, too. ))
LISS:
The group left, and I slid along the edges if the hall. It’s a way of life for me now. If you went through a war, then you have this happen to you. Finally, I found the room I was aiming for, and slipped inside.
ROBERTA:
The talking group disintegrated, so I sighed inwardly and continued one shimmying down the vent. Every once in a while, I would look down out of an air vent. Finally, I found the room I was looking for. I slid open the air vent and jumped down onto the floor. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was out of that maze, and in my room. It looked a lot like my one at my old house, except much neater. An exact copy of my evolution poster was tacked up near my bed, and my lamp closely resembled my old one- around the base coiled a bright green dragon, emitting a small spark of flame, and above it slinked a wood nymph and a water naiad. The shade was painted with all fantasy creatures imaginable, and my walls were a comforting shade of light green that went well with my dark blue carpet and my sky blue cieling. Sometime, I would find some white paint and paint clouds on that ceiling. “Good job,” I heard a quiet voice with a sharp edge to it. I whirled around, and I could imagine the surprise painted on my pale face. Liss sat on the edge of the brightly colored quilt on my bed, her hands clapping quietly, the edges of her black jacket sleeves rippling in response. “How did you get in here??” I asked her, narrowing the lids of my eyes. “You left the door unlocked,” she answered simply, her face betraying no expression. “That took you about forty five minutes, including the eavesdropping.” she said in the same slightly monotone voice, and I blurted out, “You’d make a great poker player!” My hands flew to my mouth. Liss stared at me for a second, which, in my view, lasted an eternity. Then, to my utter and total surprise, she rolled over in a ball and started cracking up.
This went on for a while.
Finally, she sobered up, and wiped a tear from her eye. “See,” she said, her compusure not fully gained again, “I DO have a sense of humor!”
ZINC:
Being out of breath, I was at the back of the disorganized group. I screamed, quite shrilly, almost matching AvalonGirl. I heard Kittymine yell, “Let’s head for that door! We can dive inside to save ourselves!†I sped up, almost at the door.
Then everything went really slowly.
I jumped, propelling myself with my feet, aiming my jump just so that I made it right through the door. If I had not taken that jump, the boulder would’ve squooshed me!
((ACKK!!! In post 287, the double parentheses that start off saying “Just for the sake of everyone” are supposed to be an assumption on my part, but when I typed it it came out wrong. AAHHH *headdesk*. Oh well. So, does everyone agree with the idea described in those parentheses?))
I walked back to my room with everyone, mulling over what had happened. We had won the sniper fight, but now there were all these new people- some guy named Zorgon, a bunny named muselover, an adolescent named Slythix, and a little boy whose name I didn’t know. It was all rather abrupt and confusing. I opened the door to my room and locked it behind myself. After putting my lightsaber back on my belt (I had been holding it in my hand when Slythix came), I flopped onto my bed and fell asleep immediately.
KITTYMINE:
The boulder was gaining on us every second. Zinc jumped through the door feet first, narrowly missing being squashed. I jumped after her, somersaulting to my feet. Everything was in confusion.
((Just to let all newcomers know–Please do not powerplay my character. At all. I feel that I have the right to make my own decisions, and most people can’t get my personality straight…so yeah, just don’t powerplay me.))
I was restless. It bothered me that most of my old friends were trapped in the dungeon of horror, while I was trapped here in this trench, unable to help ((was not present for the briefing of the upcoming rescue mission))… After half an hour of pacing back and forth, I finally came to a decision. I studied tomorrow’s attack plans as I ate dinner, and copied the key notes and directions. I then quietly entered the dock, climbed into a tiny submarine, and sped out of the base.
((288-Yes, agreed. I think we’re going to have to find you some weakness other than being obsessed with killing bunnies, Slythix. At some point, anyway.
Hey, I just had an idea– I’m not sure if any of you think it’s any good, but it occurred to me that in a bunch of books with a plot similar to this (I said SIMILAR. There’s no story on earth that has a plot the same as BA:TNG.), the kids share rooms. Y’know, like have dorm rooms or whatever. It’s just a little thing, but it could be helpful with having the kids get to know each other….
But poor Zavier. Or, actually, wait…….
Yeah. Poor Zavier.
I’d write something, but I’m supposed to be doing homework right now, and I need to catch up on what’s going on in other places on the blog….. And I need a bit of time to figure out what’s going on anyway. Recent comments bar beware. ))
((293: Good point. how about this: doesn’t follow commands well.))
((SFTDP, but what the cake are you doing, IBCF? I mean…… are you leaving, or do you want to go help the parents, or are you getting reinforcements, or WHAT?))
((SFTDP again (sorry),
274-That sounds okay. Yeah, sure. You could…. maybe….. like, at one point get fed up with training and sneak out of the base and get into big trouble, or something?
Wait……. you’re on? Whaaaaa? Whywhenwhohowfor?))
((295- Rescue/reconnaissance. And yes, to help the parents.))
((297-Rescue who? The parents? Or, no, someone else?
Whatever, I assume I’l find out eventually.))
((I like the idea of dorming. I’ll stay with Kaye or something, since she’s close to my age. But for now, I’d like to be the only one in my room because otherwise what I’m about to write won’t work. Why doesn’t Zavier stay with Zena since they’re siblings?))
TARNUG ((for those of you who are new and don’t know, Tarnug is a black bunny who Padme knows from the ophanage. He is the main perpetrator of triggering Padme’s traumatic memories))
I laughed, watching the biped Padme sink to the ground.
‘This is so much fun. I should remind her of these “good times” more often…’ Suddenly one of the larger and fiercer females shot me with a dart. I departed to the black abyss, still laughing.
> > >
I woke up tied inside a ship- a bunny ship by the looks of it. At first my heart (or whatever was left of it) leap at the thought of seeing bunny brethren. But alas- this was merely the ship that the humans had stolen. I quickly gnawed at my ropes, freeing myself. Conveniently enough, the stupid humans had left the door of the ship open, thus letting me into the human’s base.
The Base…
I slipped inside stealthily- luck for me I was very good at that. It also helped that the walls were mostly a metallic black. I slipped past rooms filled with children doing William-knows-what. After a few minutes I came to the section of bedrooms. Grinning evilly to myself, I located Padme’s room. The door was unlocked.
‘So naive’ I thought.
I slipped inside and hid in the wardrobe, lying in wait.
PADME
“Padme… Padme…”
A voice woke me. I groaned, rolling over.
“Leemelone,” I muttered.
“Get up, Padme,” said the voice. I rolled over, opening my eyes, intending to yell at Groundhog for waking me up. But as my eyes opened I saw, to my horror…
“Hello there, biped,” said Tarnug with an evil grin. I went for my lightsaber, but I was too slow- Tarnug pounced on me, holding me down on the bed effortlessly.
“HELP!!! ZVX!!! SOMEONE!!!!” I yelled desperately. Tarnug cackled and pushed a paw over my mouth.
“They can’t hear you, Padme,” he said maliciously. “Just you and me… just like old times, eh?”
Baylee heard something. A faint yelling.
“Wait here.” I told Charlie urgently. He nodded and kept gobbling down the soup. I grabbed the first weapon I could find, my dark green long bow, and ran off to where the faint noise was coming from. Fortunately, the messhall was one hallway down from the bedrooms so she got there quickly, knocking an arrow. It came from Padme’s room. She had to kick open the door because it was locked and there was a loud crack. “Get off of the girl.” I said quietly, aiming the arrow at the bunnies large head.
The young woman led me to a big room that reminded me of the caafeteria at school. “So, tell me exactly what the bunnies did to you. You can skip some details if you like. I know how painful it is,” she said as a robot fetched me some food.
“They– they gave me a shot every day that made me go to sleep, and one time when I woke up I asked why. They–” I shuddered at the memory. “They put me in a machine and shocked me. I don’t know how long I was in there for, but it felt like forever. After that I didn’t ask any more questions, just took the horrible food- which was bunny-shaped marshmallowy things that tasted awful- and let them give me my shot. When I got desperate, I grabbed the needle. I guess it was because one of the bunnies was… kind… to me. I think he watered down my shot so I wouldn’t sleep as long. He snuck me extra food, too. I never found out his name, but I’ll always be grateful to him.” I gulped down some soup.
((I’m not sure if this fits the plot, but since muselover the second seems to have decided to be a good guy, could that have been him?))
(I did not intend to sound like I was being pigish but that is my character. He is very paranoid and untrusting ever since all the people he loved have died.)
I was walking through the base after having found a room of my own and transferring all my meger belongings into it. I was walking, as I mentioned, when I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I followed it and it went into a room. I looked into the room and saw a bunny holding down the child called Padme. I took out my lightsaber and slowly crept into the room.
AVALONGIRL:
I followed Kittymine, jumping through the door. “Stupid Indiana Jones…” I muttered under my breath.
“What?”
“Oh, nothing.”
((299-Sure, thanks. That sounds fine (Z+Z sharing a room).))
Kaye was flopped on the bed in her room ((not going to bother to describe the room. since I’m probably not going to be in it for long anyway and it would just be distracting to the plot)) when she heard a commotion in the room next to hers. That was where Padme was staying, wasn’t it? She jumped off her bed and yanked open the door.
There were a bunch of people in Padme’s room, so Kaye couldn’t see what was going on at first. But then she saw that there was a black bunny in the room, holding Padme down on her bed. There were several weapons pointed at the bunny, but nobody seemed inclined to go any closer, and Kaye could see why. They had the bunny, but the bunny had Padme. Nobody was going to make a move until the bunny did.
“Come on, let go of her,” said Baylee. “It’s pointless, you know.”
((I need to go now– I’m really sorry, I’l be back in about two or so hours.))
((302- It’s really okay- everyone is entitled to sound a bit arrogant every now and again.))
((301- I think it fits the plot perfectly.))
I was struggling fruitlessly against Tarnug, who held me down just as firmly, laughing nastily. After a moment he stopped laughing, and removed his paw from my mouth, his face looming over mine.
“So, Padme…shall we speak about the good old times?” asked Tarnug with the air of one bringing out a treasured possesion.
“No…please!” I cried. He chuckled, all the while aligning his eyes with mine.
“Don’t you want to remember Padme? Besides, it isn’t good for you to keep all those memories bottled up. It’s very bad psychologically speaking. Perhaps I could help you there- help you relieve it all…”
“No…” I said weakly, but to no avail. Tarnug’s eyes were beginning to spin. I shut my eyes, wishing I could shut my ears, and all the while hoping that someone had heard me scream…
“Open your eyes, biped…” whispered Tarnug, his voice velvety and sleep-inducing. “You’re too weak to resist me…”
Suddenly there was a loud cracking sound. I felt Tarnug turn around, still pinning me down. I opened my eyes.
“Get off the girl,” said Baylee. Tarnug laughed as he saw the bow in her hand. His paw shot out and hit Baylee, knocking her sideways, buying himself time. Suddenly he turned back to me, his eyes glowing. But I was prepared- I had wriggled one of my hands free and was now grasping my extended lightsaber. I swung it toward his face; he leaned away, laughing.
“So you’ve learned a few new tricks- that doesn’t change anything. You’re still a nobody… a nobody…” His eyes met mine. My head started spinning, his voice echoing in my mind.
‘You’re a nobody… a nobody… a nobody…’
A thick fog obscured my sight and then I fainted.
TARNUG
You’re still a nobody… a nobody…” I intoned, looking deep into Padme’s eyes. I saw her face go slack and then her eyes closed. I smirked, until something stung my back. The female with the bow had shot an arrow at me. That part of my back started to go numb- it appeared that she had put some sort of drug on the arrow’s head. I turned around to attack her, only to find a man holding a lightsaber blocking me. I kicked at him, but he dodged me, hitting my ears. I shrieked in pain- ears are our sensitive spot after all. Infuriated, I tried to attack, but whatever drug the female had put on her arrow hit my brain and everything went black.
I heard something. A faint noise.
“ZVX.” said I. “I hear a commotion. Do you think we should investigate?”
ZVX sprang up. “Lets go.”
***********
When we got there, it turned out the commotion had stopped, a black bunny was lying on the floor, and Padme had fainted.
“Hmm.” I said. “I belive I can help.”
“How?” said the girl who didn’t trust me, Baylee I think.
“Just watch.” said I, and lightly shocked her on the arm.
“My alarm clock.” I said, as her eyes fluttered open. Are you awake, child?”
She stared at me for a second, then kicked me in the stomach.
“Oomph.” I said, as I landed.
“Don’t call me child.” she said, standing over me.
I got up calmly. “I see you won’t be one of my friends. Not that I have any.”
Remarkable child, that Padme. Very unexpectable. I like that.
((306- *reads end of post**cracks up**rolls on floor*))
‘I was being escorted down a long, dark hallway by a large HPB. After a few minutes we came to a room with a chair with an odd contraption over it. After the bunny shackled me to the chair, it lowered the dome-like contraption over my head. I knew what was coming.
“Please, no!” I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks. “I didn’t do anything! I’m just an innocent kid!” The HPB laughed and pressed a button. Electricity coursed through me. I was screaming…’
My eyes opened abruptly- standing over me was Slythix, holding his watch. It appeared that he had shocked me awake.
“Are you awake, child?” asked Slythix. I stared at him in utter consternation for a second before hitting him in the stomach. He fell down, winded. I stood up, towering over him.
“Don’t call me a child,” I said, my eyes burning. He stood up, brushing himself off.
“I see you won’t be one of my friends. Not that I have any.†said he. He turned and walked away. I grinned at his retreating back.
‘There’s going to be a reckoning for this- just you wait.’
ZVX came forward, examining Tarnug.
“How on earth did he get in here?” wondered ZVX.
“He must have sneaked off the ship,” said I, sitting back down on the bed. That punch had taken everything I had out of me. “We probably left the door open. Then it was just a matter of locating my room.” The man named Zorgon came closer to examine Tarnug too. At this point Groundhog came running in.
“Padme! Are you okay?”
“Mostly…” I said, yawning. I felt really tired and a bit dizzy. Probably because I overexerted myself in punching Slythix. Groundhog looked at me critically. “Hmm…” She took my chin in her hands at looked me in the eyes. “How exactly did you faint?”
“Tarnug…he batted Baylee out of the way. Then I tried to hit him with my lightsaber. Then his eyes were looking into mine. I felt really dizzy. Then a fog obscured my vision and I blacked out.” I said, woozy. Groundhog pushed me back onto the bed as I swayed slightly. I closed my eyes; I heard her conversing with ZVX a few feet away.
“Do you think she was actually hypnotized?” asked Groundhog.
“Maybe…but usually one doesn’t faint. They go into a trance. Even so…” They continued speaking, but I couldn’t hear it anymore. I felt strong arms pick me up just before I fell asleep.
Suddenly, the woman- Baylee? asked me to wait there and ran out of the room. I wondered if she’d heard the noise, too.
((muselover, if you could come in right about now I can recognize you. That way you don’t have to be bored.
What’s going on with the adults?))
((308- At the moment, Baylee, ZVX, Zorgon, and Groundhog are in my room. But as per post 309, one of them (most likely ZVX) is carrying me out of the room off to… well, I’m not sure but it probably has something to do with me possibly being hypnotized by Tarnug. Slthix just left the room, I have no idea where TGYPWYA is.))
((Wait, did the ones with me get out of the DoH building thingy yet?))
I woke up suddenly, and saw my comrades talking in low voices. at me. I only heard snatches of conversation, though. I heard my name, then “evil”, then “inclined to trust”. I finally sat up. “Listen, guys,” I said with fatigue in my voice. “Couldn’t you give it a rest? I am on your side. Would you stay bad if Xeer kidnapped your father and betrayed in the name of power?” Everyone stood up quickly, looking surprised that I was awake. They considered what I had said.
I have to ask the Gnomes for favors a lot, but p*ease delete “at me” after “low voices”.
((muselover, when you’re done with that conversation, you can head on over to the mess hall for a plot twist. ))
I put away my bow and slid the arrow back into my quiver. Poison always works. I thought grimly to myself. From where I laid on the grown, I had shot the poison arrow into the back of the bunny, aiming for a spot that would almost kill him, but not quite, and paralyze him.
ZVX carried Padme out of the room, everyone followed, worrying about Padme. We made our way to the de-hypnotizing room. Suddenly, there was a loud pulsating beeping sound. I muttered a small curse. “I’ll get it. The shield just failed. Have to restore it every dang week.” Slythix looked around, puzzled.
“What do you mean, shield?”
“To get it off the charts.”
“How?”
“Old smuggler’s trick.” I replied. I immediately wished I hadn’t. Slythix eyed me suspiciously.
“How do you know-”
“No more questions.” I said dismissively. “Now, someone needs to get to the messhall. Charlie’s prolly wondering where everyone is.” I strode off down the hallway towards the main control room.
“I’m sure Baylee doesn’t trust me.” said I, after Baylee had left.
“That’s normal.” said ZVX. “You should see her when she actually doesn’t trust someone.”
“Hmm.” I mumbled. I was still trying to figure out why Padme kicked me. Never mind. I was worried about Padme. Nice girl too.
“Stop it.” I said to myself, mentaly kicking myself. NO FRIENDS.
ROBERTA:
Mildly creeped out from Liss’ spasm of laughter, I turned toward my lamp and examined the details. Finally, Liss’ watery chuckles stopped. Then I turned around, and opened my mouth, but no one was there.
LISS:
A tiny bit of smugness came through my shield of apathy, sadness, and anger. The girl had completely believed my laughing cover, and I had gotten away undetected. Quite easily, really: the door was near the bed. I went to the dining hall for some coffee, and saw a little boy eating. I slid into a seat in the corner, and signaled to a robot for some coffee. The robot got the coffee, and I silently drank, watching the child eat, slurping spaghetti, with the air of not eating good food for months. To a normal person, that would be undetected; but to anyone who had been captured by bunnies, it was easy. In your dark and windowless prison, your worldly possessions are the clothes on your back and a mirror.
“Let me go!” I shrieked, but they only snickered. I screamed in frustration, but the bunnies’ hands only tightened around my upper arms. Then they reached a cell, and flung me roughly inside. I hit the corner, and by the time I had gotten up, they were sliding the key into the lock. I rushed to the door, hurling abuse and swearing at them. They only slid a mirror through the bars, and walked away.
I fell onto my knees, holding the mirror in my hands. Tears started dripping down my face, splashing onto the small, dirty mirror, my sorrow cleaning away the grime. I looked into it. I saw a dirty tear stained face, sad, woeful grey eyes, and, most of all- someone I hated. How could I have let myself be captured? Why did I participate in a losing cause? Why? Why?
This is why the bunnies give you a mirror. To wash away all your hope, your will to live- it makes it easier to get out the information.
I slowly wandered down the hallway after having made sure Padme would be okay, I didn’t like seeing any person get hurt by bunnies. I wandered into the dining hall for some food I hadn’t eaten in a while. I pulled out some stuff I was tinkering with. I like to build things and experiment, plus it takes my mind off of the present problems.
LISS:
The man I had found wandered in, and I scowled into my coffee. Cocky prat. I glared at him from the shadows, and he sat the piddling with some metal and string. I roll my eyes, and continue drinking.
Once I was in the main control room, I glanced around the room and produced a small pen from my pocket. Then I pressed the top of the pen and a small control pad appeared. “Smuggler.” I muttered coldly. “Shield. Number 52. Coordinates 11″21′ North latitude and 142″ 12′ East longitude. Activate.”
((Potential disturbing torture content. Faint hearted–do not read.
This is an actual real technique. It was used by the Samurai–it makes you think your chest’s being constricted. Not pleasant.))
“Get Padme to the medical room,” I said to Zorgon. “Me and Slythix can take care of this scum.”
Slythix drew his knife, but I grabbed his wrist. “Don’t. We can get information out of him yet.”
“We can,” said Cerre right behind me. “I know a variety of techniques. Let’s wake him up.” She doused him with a cup of water, and pulled out the dart.
“I would you to tell me, bunny, exactly where to find the Dungeon of Horror.” She said to him, slowly beating on the bunny’s chest.
“No.” He growled.
“You will soon,” I said.
Slythix frowned at me. “You’re torturing him that way? I thought you were smarter than that.”
“Slythix, we’re not going to employ any other methods. We may be similar, but I still have a heart. I’m not going to do anything more to him, except maybe, if need be, kill him.”
“No,” Tarnug wheezed. I checked my watch. It had been two minutes. This was an easy crack.
“Tell me,” whispered Cerre.
three minutes…
“NO!”
“There’s no one to hear you scream, Tarnug.”
“Ground….hog…..ZVX….Baylee….”
I drew my lightsaber. “We’re here. Tell.”
Tarnug’s eyes flickered, and rolled into his head. Stunned.
I picked him up. “C’mon. We all need to hear this.”
We entered Padme’s medical room, where Padme was sleeping, (unconscious, I assumed) and everyone else was scrambling to get stuff to her, and Groundhog strode over to me. “You brought him in HERE! Do you want to permanently damage Padme’s mind?”
“No. We got information. A lot of it, but we need him to come around. He’s not a very pain-tolerant bunny.”
(Slight gore. Be wary.)
I followed Groundhog into the room. It seemed that Padme had been knocked out. Concerned, I followed Groundhog to the medical chamber where Padme was resting. Not wanting to wake her, I sat down on a nearby chair and drew my mother’s lightsaber from my belt loop. I could hardly believe that once, my mom had fought and killed bunnies. Something about it made my fingertips shiver unconsciously.
Suddenly, the door slid upwards and Cerre, ZVX and Slthix entered, carrying none other than a thoroughly angered and pained Tarnug. Groundhog rushed over, exclaiming about how dangerous it was to have him in the same room as Padme. I storde over, vacating my chiar. “You can put him there,” I offered, pointing to it. ZVX walkied over and threw the bunny down into the cold metal chair.
What exactly are you planning to do?” I asked. It had neve been a fascination of mine with seeing peple tortured, and animals were no exception. However, it was reasnable to make this a case for Tarnug, seeing how he had information.
“He knows where the dungeon is,” Cerre replied.
“And we need to find it,” added Slythix.
ZVX crouched over the limp bunny, pulling a long probe from his pocket. He stuck it into Tarnug’s thick paw. The bunny awoke with a start, and began to struggle. Evidently, the shot had given him some sort of energy boost. Then, all of a sudden, he was stock still. His eyes stared forward blankly. He seemed to be in some sort of trance.
“Amazing,” Groundhog said. “Reverse bunnification.”
“Since he’s a bunny, the only thing it’ll do is make him truthful,” ZVX said intelligently, and the asked the frozen bunny,”I’m only going to ask you once more, puce menace. Where is the dungeon?”
The bunny did not waver. Instead of protesting, he replied in a low flat voice: “The Dungeon can be found when the moon is in the fifth stage. It hangs low over the hiding place, and will illuminate the single passage to the Gates of Horror. Follow the passage, and you will reach a pit. Cross the pit, and you will reach the dungeon. Be warned: she will keep the ones who fear, and let the strong of mind have passage.”
“Who is she?” asked Cerre.
“She stands sentinel at the gate. She waits for the prisoners, and the meek tremble at her mercy. She waits at the dungeon for the justly punishable, and all bunnykind bows before her terrible might.” Tarnug seemed to be reciting from memory. It was a strange way to give directions, and I didn’t understand what he was saying. But he kept going.
“The Argent Key will unlock the door. The Key will unlock the world. The Key will unlock despair.” As he spoke these words, the key on my neck gave a violent shudder, burning white hot against my skin. I repressed the urge to shriek, not wishin to disturb the trance. But this was in vain. The bunny said no more.
“Speak, Tarnug!” ZVX said angrily, shaking the chair. “Where is the Dungeon?”
“Venice”, whispered the bunny, and without another sound, his eyes shut and he collapsed into the chair with a resounding thud. He spoke no more.
((Is that okay? If you want to change anything, please do so. I just felt like writing.))
((321- Hehe, I like it! I’ve got an awesome plot twist.
Maybe, Baylee can be evil…
Beat would hate me for that. But she might like it…
Maybe she could be the one Tarnug speaks of?
*chuckles* A betrayal. Yes. A nice plot twist.))
The loud beeping stopped and I sighed, repeating the word ‘smuggler’ over and over again, and frowning.
I walked through the doorway and found everyone gathered around Tarnug. “Have you questioned him yet?” I asked. There was a slight quaver. “Did you find out where the base is?”
“Yes. It’s in Italy.” Groundhog muttered.
So Tarnug was able to lie. I thought to myself. The real one’s in Vie–
“We’ll have to get there as quickly as we can, as soon as the kids are trained. I’m hoping they’ll be able to learn fast.” ZVX said.
“Did you get anymore info?” I asked.
((321- perfect. The “She” part is great, so long as it’s not a giant spider. LOTR? Here’s a possible draft of the explanation:
“She…” I murmured. “The only thing I can think of with that name would be…”
Slythix turned white, an unnatural gesture for him.
“Her.” Said Cerre, also blanching. “We can’t….no….”
“We must. She is a…how can I explain it?” ))
((323- I’m completely lost with the “She”. What on earth? So we’ll be going to Venice. Interesting.))
((Okay, I’m not sure exactly what Tarnug did to me. He didn’t truely hypnotize me, but something happened. I suppose you people who are experts about such things could make something up.))
“Venice.” I thought. “A nice place. And the best place ever to hide stuff.”
“What do you mean?” asked ZVX.
“I was there once.” I said. “Looking for the fortress. I didn’t find it, but I know that there are thousands of nooks and dark alleys. And you have to search underwater, too!”
((Post 222 anyone?))
((326- Now, that’s just silly.))
((This really is Zinc, GAPAs. I just decided to change my email. Like it?))
((326-322. 222 is over. But, I don’t know, I don’t really like the idea. I mean, if we had to have someone be a traitor, I think Liss would be better. Baylee’s been with the Resistance for too long to go to the other side suddenly.))
((328- I don’t think Liss would do that. Not her character.))
((Ahem. People, get back to the story!))
((324- I s’pose that’s kind of the point. To leave a bit of room for creativity, you know?
WHAT’S WITH THE COLORS! *hemhem* Sorry. I like the red better.))
“The fifth stage of the moon…” I thought aloud. “That would mean that it is about half full… and yesterday the moon was a first stage crescent.”
“That mean’s we’ve got about…” said Groundhog, figuring in her head, but ZVX cut her off.
“Five days.”
“We can’t train them all in five days!” exclaimed Groundhog.
“I think we can,” he replied. “These aren’t just any kids we’re talking about, Groundhog. These are our best friends’ kids, the ones that fought and killed William when we were their age. If we can do it, so can they.”
Everything was silent for a moment. Then, Slythix spoke up. “What are we goin to do about him?” He pointed a finger at Tarnug, who still lay slumped in the chair. I noiced that he had not even twitched. I ran a hand onto his forearm cautiously. His underskin was cold.
“I…I think he’s dead,” I whispered quietly.
((Tarnug’s dead? Okaaay. I’ll live with that. I suppose Padme really wouldn’t mind at all. I’ll just have to be more creative now.))
((Yes, 222 is over. All of the kids are back in their rooms (cept. me and Zena, according to post 321). ZVX, Slythix, Cerre, Baylee, and Groundhog are in my “hospital room” or something.))
‘”Elissa! Elissa!” I screamed. But she wasn’t moving. Tarnug giggled.
“Oops!”
Then he strode over to me, freeing me from my bonds, but grabbing me in his paws. I lay limp in his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. I heard his voice laughing in my ear.
“Isn’t it awful, biped? You couldn’t do anything about it. You were helpless, both of you…”
“MURDERER!” I yelled with all I could muster, struggling hard against his grip. Unfortunately, my adrenaline rush was still no match for Tarnug’s iron grip. He hissed in annoyance at this outbreak of wriggling.
“Stop moving…” he hissed at me, his eyes boring into mine. In my distraught state, I couldn’t resist his hypnotic gaze. I froze instantly, my eyes still locked in his.
“You are mine, biped… let go now…” his eyes swirled, engulfing my brain. I was being pulled down, down into darkness. His velvety, warm voice echoed in my head.
“You will never forget this Padme… never forget this day… never…’
‘The darkness was still there. It surrounded me, icy cold. I cried out in terror, but no one could hear me. It was pressing against me, choking me. I screamed, writhing, trying vainly to escape it.’
*I start to thrash around on my bed, whimpering at first, then crying out in pain**major fever**eyes open, unseeing, in terror* (this is the response to the second, smaller italics paragraph)
((Uh, sorry, I meant 322.
“‘She will keep the ones who fear, and let the strong of mind have passage.â€
“Who is she?†asked Cerre.
“She stands sentinel at the gate. She waits for the prisoners, and the meek tremble at her mercy. She waits at the dungeon for the justly punishable, and all bunnykind bows before her terrible might.â€
Maybe that doesn’t necessarily mean ‘she”s evil?
She could be, like, a triple agent or somethin’.
And GAPAs, I don’t think purple suits the blog.))
I checked the bunny’s pulse. Nothing. So I grabbed my lightsaber from my belt and lopped off his ears. No reaction.
“Yep, he’s a goner. Serves him right.” I muttered.
Padme started thrashing around in her bed. Groundhog rushed to her side and felt her head. “She’s got a fever.”
ZVX shook his head sadly.
“I’ll be in the gym.” I said. “Where’s Charlie?”
At that, I got up from my chair and went out the door.
((329-I don’t think anyone‘s character would do that. Let’s just have ‘She’ be some totally unrelated character, okay?
You know, this plot twist is actually reminding me a lot of the one in BA#5 with Juliet. Is this a good thing or not?
I’m not sure what’s going on with the rest of the kids….. I’m gonna wait a while to write anything. I’m lazy, I know……))
I finnally quit trying to figure out how I’d build the advanced fission drive and got up. I walked over to the table Liss was sitting at.”I sense some tention” I said” Is there anything wrong.” She responded coldly”Yes there is, you. You’re a stuck up little prat.” ” I know I acted harshly with Groundhog but you have to understand I lost my whole family and it’s hard for me sometimes. I hope you don’t mind if I talk with you for a while, no one else seems to care to talk at all. Even if all you will do is disagree with me at least its company.” I sat down and signalled to a robot to get me some water with lemon juice in it.
LISS:
I looked up from my mug and said, “All of us lost our hopes, dreams, and families, some more so than others. I was a quiet kid, wanting to be a wildlife photgrapher when I grew up. But know…” I struggled for the right words. “There really isn’t any wildlife for you to photograph,” Zorgon finished for me. “Yes,” I said, looking back down at my drink. There was a pause, which seemed to last for an eternity.
((I have a suggestion as to what happened to me: (groundhog is going to hate it.)
My idea is this- when Tarnug hypnotized me at age 5, he gave himself an entryway into my head. Course, he had done that a long time ago, and after I was adopted, Groundhog did a bunch of work and fixed me up (I sound like a robot or something). Anyway, now that Tarnug was around again, he made full use of his power, first weakening the “patched up” spot through tormenting me, and then recreating the entryway when he hypnotized me now. That’s all fine, you say, but he’s dead. Well, mostly dead. He kinda stuck a bit of his essence in me. Not enough to posses me or anything, but enough that my mindshape is in serious trouble. Hence the icy, choking darkness and the eyes open, unseeing, in terror. The fever is just an added bonus.))
((What the cake is happening? I was just on vacation!))
((338- Er… ask Kitty.))
((I originally thought that ‘she’ wouldn’t be any one of us. She’s an evil figure who works as Xeer’s servant, I don’t think any resistance would do that.
Speaking of which, I’m making a BA trailer. Just for fun. Should be done by this week.))
*writer’s block*
((337- Oh, not the mindshape again. Well, as long as it’s not mine, I’m okay with it.))
I put the blueprints aside and went back to welding. Building stuff always seemed to help me relax. And these one-man fighters will be an improvement over bulky old cruisers, I thought. I checked the angle, checked the blueprints, and decided to get a snack.
***************
Weird, I thought as I walked down the hall. Where is everybody? As I passed one door, I heard talking coming from inside. I entered and found myself in the med center, with Padme seemingly unconscious or something, an earless bunny, and other things along those lines.
“What the cake happened here?” I asked.
Groundhog and ZVX turned and they summed it up for me.
((I won’t post a whole conversation here, feel free to do it yourself.))
((OK, where are Philomena and Crystl? I kinda lost them here…))
((342: I can get you guys and Roberta in, somehow…))
ROBERTA:
I was reading The Hobbit on my bed when I heard my stomach growling. I went out the door and walked down the hallway. Hearing voices, I peered inside a room and was promptly walked into. “Oops! Sorry!” I heard ‘Mena say. I got up brushing myself off while Crystl said, “We were on our way to the dining hall!” “Well, I was going there. Mind if I come with?”
I peered closely at Tarnug’s lifeless body. There was something incorrect here. I knew what a dead body looked like. Cold, frozen, glazed over, oblivious. But when I looked into the pale, watery eyes of the creature before me, there was no absence of light. He was definetly dead. No blood came the place where his ears had been. But his eyes were still vibrant, still showing some inner presence. I was perplexed. Until, that is, Padme began to shake on the bed beside us.
Groundhog, ZVX and I rushed over to her. Her eyes were wide open, but she wasn’t quite with us. her pale skin was breaking out in sweat and she thrashed around on the cot. groundhog controlled her and she stopped moving.
“She’s got a fever,” Groundhog said, shakin her head. ZVX sighed wearily. I was more focused on her own wide eyes. They were like Tarnug’s, exactly like his, glazed but still with life. They were cloudy, too, and beginning to switch color. It was almost as though someone was trying to force their way into her…
“ZVX,” I said urgently. “Something’s wrong.”
“What is it?” he asked, turning back.”She’s not all there<” I replied, trying to find a comprehensive way to word it.”What do you mean?” he asked.
“Look,” I said, and pointed to her eyes.
Groundhog looked where I was pointing, then her fists contracted with soem internal ager…or was it fear? I couldn’t tell. She motioned to TGYPWYA.
“I think we’ve got a mindshape breach,” she said.
((So…I’m in a tiny submarine on my way to the Dungeon of Horror. Is there any way to get inside the volcano besides walking into the crater?))
((I’m back… I might not post for a while after this cause i need to catch up on the story))
I slammed the cellar trap door shut and held it tight. At first, there was banging. Then a cold, metallic voice said. “No. Let him rot down there. He can’t stay down there forever.”
There was a shuffling noise and footsteps. I hesitantly let go of the handle and waited. Nothing. They were going to let me starve in there. I wish it was that easy.
I ran over to a torch off in the distance and sat down there. There was an occasional, soft crackle, but other than that, nothing. I pulled out my pad and pen and began to write:
I can feel the poison starting to take hold of me. If I heard the doctor right, I will not last much longer. I must put pen to paper and write my story. I hope that soon, someone will find me… or at least, my remains and this paper.
And who am I?
Who, indeed…
And so begins the journal… of William the II.
((Hello again I-Man! I’m doing a summary right now, so that may save you time.))
((SUMMARY:
After stealing a bunny ship from their base in…who knows where, we fly to the Trench. There we meet IBCF, who was not dead and who had been keeping the Trench functional. While touring the trench we meet a nicegoodius bunny named muselover the second. We then start some training exercises with the adults- Connor, Rachel, and Sophia with Baylee; Kaye, Padme, and Mena with ZVX & TGYPWYA; Crystl, Zena, and Zavier with Groundhog; and Roberta with Liss.
While Baylee’s group is learning how to shoot a dart gun, a young boy in tattered hot pink footie pajamas with ears in discovered. His name is Charlie, the son of Julianne (both characters of Lady G.).
Meanwhile in the Dungeon of Horror, the adults are looking for proper clothes. While doing that Kitty discovers Julianne and frees her. We were about to continue hunting for clothes when a giant boulder starts rolling down the hall toward us. The adults jump through a door just in time.
Back on the ranch, Liss finds Zorgon walking around and she and Groundhog interrogate him. He joins our side. We all finish our training exercises. Just as we were about to leave, a large clanging noise issued from the front doors. It is none other that Slythix (electros), who had been adopted by ZVX at age one. He is now thirteen, is a lot like ZVX, but has a major Artemis Fowl thing- he treats everyone like children, which drives Padme nuts since she’s the same age as him. Now all the kids go back to their rooms to chill before dinner. Unfortunately for Padme, Tarnug was lying in wait for her in her room. He had sneaked of the ship and hidden in Padme’s wardrobe. For details of exactly what Tarnug did to Padme, see post 337. Now ZVX, Zena, Groundhog, TGYPWYA, and Cerre are in Padme med. room with the dead Tarnug (they extracted info from him before he died) and the thrashing Padme, who has a mindshape breach due to post 337. All of the other kids are in their rooms or heading toward the mess hall. I think Muselover is going toward the mess hall for a plot twist with Charlie.))
((345- I suppose you could either walk into the crater or go through a secret side entrance in the volcano’s base. (you’ll have to find the secret entrance, obviously.)
((347- Thanks.))
Leaving my submarine hidden on the beach, I followed the river on the long trek towards Mount Saint Helens. I ducked into the brush as a bunny patrol ship sped through the air. There were HPBs all over the place…they must be expecting us to try a rescue mission.
((347 – uuuuuh… okaaaaaaaay… thanks))
((I’m still writing here)) I had always felt out of place. My father, ever since he had lost the first war, was quiet and protective of me. I was rarely allowed outside. I had no idea of the world around me.
Until that one day.
My father had called me into his room for a chat. He sat down slowly (it took him a while to do anything nowadays) and said, “I’m getting old, son.” I nodded slowly and he continued, “There is a new war coming. I would do anything to join the bunnies again, to lead one last time, but I am too old.”
“Father, what are you getting at?”
“William… I would like you to become the leader of the new bunny forces.”
((Do not be alarmed by that last sentence))
Liss looked up an started talking sadly, “All of us lost our hopes, dreams, and families, some more so than others. I was a quiet kid, wanting to be a wildlife photgrapher when I grew up. But now….” She seemed to be struggling for the right words so I finished it for her.“There really isn’t any wildlife for you to photograph,†“Yes,” she said and stared back down at her drink. There was and akward silence that seemed to last forever. I finnally thought of something to say,” I overheard you talking with a girl are you training her or something?”
((348- I assume you know that the real Dungeon of Horror is in Venice?))
((349- good point- the summary doesn’t summarize part one of BA:TNG at all. Whoops.
Summary of BATANG part one:
All of the former resistance members are captured by Xeer, Williams’ offspring, and taken to the Dungeon of Horror (a fact which we find out later) except for ZVX, Groundhog, and Baylee. The kids of the now adult resistance members go off to ZVX’s treehouse. Groundhog & Baylee meet ZVX there, having gotten the warning that the bunnies were coming and escaping. We all board a rocket that was inside the treehouse and fly away. Unfortunately, the bunnies spot us and shoot us out. We parachute back down to earth, landing in a forest, um, somewhere. There, Zena (one of Aggie’s kids) finds a silver key, we get attacked by Malarky (bird-human hybirds), who had been taken over by bunnies. They help us find out where to get a ship. We go to the bunny base in this forest and cause a large diversion so that ZVX, Baylee, and Cerre (ZVX’s… I’m not sure what. Assistant I think.) can steal a ship. TGYPWYA finds us there (we had presumed him dead), and sneaks onto the stolen ship just before take off. We fly to the Trench.))
((349- William’s son is named Xeer, just so you know.))
((352 – second son))
“All right then!” I said. “If we have five days, we should start training.”
“What?!” said Groundhog. “Don’t you even care that Padme is unconsious for the second time?!”
“Somewhat.” I said. “But we really have to prepare for the attack.”
With that, I swirled around, and began to walk out.
“And by the way, if Padme wakes up, tell me.”
And then I was gone.
LISS:
“Yeah,” I said. “Her mother was part of the Resistance, but I never met her. Her name’s Roberta, or something like that.”
I sat on my bed leafing through some pages of an old book I had found on a shelf. It seemed so familiar. There were many pictures, mostly of this one farm and a forest. I sighed. It all seemed so, normal. I put the book back on the bookshelf and thought for a while.
“Whoa-whoa-whoa. Five days? For what? Please don’t say we’re attacking the Dungeon of Horror in five days!?!” I exclaimed.
ZVX looked at me and said, “We’re attacking the Dungeon of Horror in five days.”
“What?!? Are you serious? A bunch of kids- amazingly skilled ones, but still kids- with a week’s worth of training against the deadliest bunny stronghold on the planet? That’s not an attack, that’s suicide!”
I looked around. “Tell me if I’m being unreasonable by making sure that all of us are okay before launching an attack.” I said to the group at large. “I just think that we’ll need everyone to be able to put in their full share of the effort when we attack, and if anyone’s got a problem that can be fixed easily, I’d rather fix it.” I looked at my watch. “We should probably eat lunch now, and continue training after that, except for Padme and anyone who’s going to be helping with her. How does that sound?”
“Okay,” I nodded. My rumbling stomach shook inside of me, and food was just what I needed.
“But what are we going to do with him?” Slythix pointed a figure toward the decapitated bunny corpse propped in the chair beside us.
“We can get rid of him,” ZVX replied. “We’re in the middle of an ocean, after all. Miles and miles of space. We’ll give him a burial at sea.”
“It’s almost as though we’re talking about a warrior here,” i said, remembring the stories mymother had once told me about naval officers and the dead of the Titanic.
“Well it’s going to have to do,” he replied, and then said, “Whoever’s looking after Padme can stay here. I’ll take the body. Zena, you can go organize lunch.”
“Righty-o,” I said, and walked out of the room after the others.
I sighed. Groundhog was right. “Yeah, I see what you mean. Let’s not decide to go or stay until we know whether or not we can do it. Until then, let’s train like we’re the only thing standing in the way of the apocalypse. Because we are.” I turned and left, following the others.
((um…I have a mindshape breach that is getting worse by the second. Can someone please do something about it? I’m rather bored. (course I got myself into this mess anyway, so why am I complaining? Oh, what the heck.) ))
((SFTDP))
KITTYMINE
We all made it through the door. Barely. We all stood there in silence for a minute, breathing heavily, listening to the boulder crash down the hallway.
“You do realize what this means, don’t you?” said Zinc after about a minute of silence.
“What?” asked the assembled multitudes.
“Someone pushed that giant rock down the hallway. I’ll bet that someone is a bunny. A puce cottontail who could use some comeuppance.”
“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s get them!” said Aaron. We all ran to the door and crashed straight into solid wall.
“OOF!”
We stood up warily. Aggie was the first one to examine the wall.
“B-but there was just a door here! Unless…”
“Unless it was all a hologram.” finished Juliet.
“But we jumped through something!” said Serafina in confusion.
“Be that as it may, this mystery isn’t the worst of our problems. Did it occur to anyone that we’re locked up in a room inside a bunny torture center?” said AvalonGirl, he voice high and slightly panicky.
We all started to scream a bit, ‘cept Aaron who rolled his eyes and said something to the effect of, “women!” Kokonilly’s voice cut through the hysteria.
“Guys! Cool it. Hyperventilating and screaming isn’t going to get us anywhere. Everyone take a deep breath and breathe out slowly. Good. Now let’s try and look at this logically. Why don’t we look around this room to see if there’s a way to get out?” We all immediately starting combing the room for any sort of escape route or door. None were found. Just as we all moved toward the center of the room, a loud chuckle issued from the walls- or so it seemed. The evil sound kept going. Julianne take a sharp intake of breath, her face pale and her eyes wide with fear.
“It’s him…” she whispered. Suddenly the floor beneath us heated up. We backed away from the hotspot, creating a ring around the newly formed red circle in the floor. With a cracking noise, the circle disintegrated, revealing none other that Xeer and a small entourage of HPBs. Everyone raised their weapons, Julianne a little halfheartedly. The bunnies surrounding Xeer returned the gesture, aiming their blue blasters at our necks.
‘Blue?’
Xeer laughed again, grinning evilly.
“You thought it would be so easy to evade me? You underestimate my power, foolish bipeds…” Before we could shoot off a single shot, the HPB’s blue blaster shot off volleys of blue stunning shots in every direction. Some of us managed to duck the first volley, but then more bunnies came out of the hole in the foor, adding their shots to the masses. Three shots hit me in the chest. ‘If only I had Padme’s Force abilities,’ I thought just before I passed out, Xeers laughter echoing in my ears.
“You… you what?”
“Oh, wait, no, that’s not possible. Xeer is already the leader. I want you to go to the Dungeon of of Horror and join him there.”
I was about to say no. How could I join? I had only learned recently that my mother was a descendent of Tyler, the bunny who had fought beside I-Man in the first apocalypse. But then I slowly began to get an idea. I nodded and said, “Yes, father. I will go there immediately.”
((In case you didn’t realize, the bunny kid who was with me in the first apocalypse is now named Tyler))
AGGIE
Suddenly, bunnies with blue blasters were upon us. Zinc lapt out of the way as one attempted a kick and stab at he with its’ blaster. Avalon Girl dragged Julianne behind her to a small corner, where she cocked her blaster. Julianne looked petrified.
I gasped as I saw the bunnies fire three shots into Kittymine’s chest-one after another- all making a sparking blue impact. I tried to leap in front of her, but missed ad flew past inches from saving her. She fainted and collapsed. Xeer cackled evilly as she fell. I leaned down, ready to enter her mindshape. Then I heard Aaron yell: “AGGIE! WATCH OUT!”
I gasped. Xeer stod over me, blaster pointed to the side of my head.
“Cerebral cortex,” he hissed, the cold metal digging into my skin. I shuddered, shutting my eyes.
“Spawn of evil, home of fear,” I whispered.
“You fool!” he said. “You can’t possibly know how many have told me that and died.”
“It’s not my fault that you share your father’s temper issue,” I said scathingly.
I heard a deep breath, then it was released onto my nostrils. I cringed.
“I smell fear,” the bunny said.
“I smell morning breath,” I replied. I heard him reload the blaster against my forehead. It sizzled slightly, the shock coarsing through my head veins. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zinc sneak over and lift Kittymine, dragging her to safety in a conrer. All of the bunnies seemed to be watching us.
“Say goodbye, biped,” Xeer said, and was about to pull the trigger when Aaron yelled, “NO!” Before he could shoot the blaster, Aaron had tackled Xeer and pinned him to the ground. The bunnies sprang into action, pulling my huisband away as he struggled against their iron mammal’s grip.
“Stupid thing, love,” Xeer said. “I’ll kill both of you.”
I stood up, got my weapons, and went out the door. I’d decided I would stay in the gym until lunch. Once I got there, I picked a blaster from the wall and shot at random stuff for some time. I sighed and picked up my lightsaber.
((364- The bunnies are using STUN BLASTERS!!!! Though I suppose Xeer could be holding a regular one. But even so, I’d assume he would want us to go through a slow and painful death for what we had done years before.))
‘The blackness around me deepened even more, the coldness penetrating my very soul. I tried to shriek, but my constricted chest wouldn’t allow it. Then a voice spoke, a voice both velvety and terrifyingly familiar.
“You are mine, Padme. You cannot fight me… every second that passes makes me stronger and you weaker. Give up… there is no one there to help you…” said Tarnug’s voice
“Yes there is!’ screamed my mind, since my mouth couldn’t talk. ‘Groundhog and ZVX and the others are there! And Mom…’ Tarnug’s voice laughed, hearing my thoughts.
“Your mother? She’s in the Dungeon of Horror. She’s as good as dead. She can’t help you- won’t ever help you again…”
‘That’s not true!’ yelled my thoughts, but Tarnug’s words had planted the seeds of doubt. What if Mom was dead? Tarnug’s voice seemed to sense my discomfort.
“She can’t help you, Padme. Groundhog? She can’t deal with my power. She may be smart, but what I’m doing to you is beyond her skill. ZVX? Same deal. Face it- you’re friends are weak. Very weak. They could never save you…”
As his voice finished this speech, the darkness started to squeeze down on me, compressing. I struggled, trying to free myself a bit. But then shards of icy blackness began to attack me, puncturing my body all over. I screamed as a shard hit my forehead, sinking into my brain. And in the backround, Tarnug’s voice laughed.
*Thrashes around more, screaming*
((What, you think i’d leave that fast? By the way, I think Slythix should actually like Padme…and like annoying her. Meanwhile, Padme pretty much doesn’t like Slythix.))
I came back in, thinking about what the bunny had said, but I stopped short when I saw P adme thrashing on the bed.
“By Kokopelli, what happened?!” I said.
“Mindshape breach.” said TGYPWYA.
“Oh. No.”
I looked down at Padme sadly. Mindshape breaches were one of the things that I had almost no experience in. I looked around me. “Okay…” I said heavily. “I know that I was the one who said that we should eat lunch and train, but anyone here that has experience with mindshapes need to come back here. As well as anyone who’s Force-sensitive, so that they can help keep her strength up while the mindshape people work. Can someone make an announcement over the PA system?” I turned back to Padme and reached out with the Force to her mind.
She was in a bad way–nearly gone. I poured positive emotions into her, hopefully giving her the strength to fight Tarnug’s mindshape. I could feel Padme’s spirit struggling slightly in the mass of darkness that was her mind. I had no idea what Tarnug’s mindshape was doing to her in there, but I was determined to make it stop, with everyone else’s help.
((367-Like as in like, or as in like? Because it would be interesting if you liked her, but even more interesting if you liked her…..
362-Juliet’s in suspended animation, remember? I mean, you could find her at some point, yeah, but I don’t think you have yet somehow….. Or did you mean Julienne?
*coughcoughFIND JULIET SO I CAN ACTUALLY POST SOMETHING INTERESTINGcough*
Right. So, all the kids are in the dining hall? Oh-kay…..))
Kaye bit into a piece of bread-and-butter and asked with her mouth full, “Do you think Padme’s okay?”
“I don’t know…..” said ‘Mena, also with her mouth full. “She looked pretty bad when I saw her, but she’s been with the adults for a while now, and if the bunny’s dead, she should be getting better.”
“Well, I hope so,” Kaye said. “I have a bad feeling about what that bunny did to her….”
((Bleh…. writers’ block again. Sorry…. I’ll post more as soon as another of the kids does…. Or not, since I have to get off the computer soon. But I will, sometime.))
‘I was weakening and I knew it. As I felt myself fading, Tarnug’s voice became trimphant. But then something changed… The blackness lessened somewhat. A light began to grow in front of me. In the light appeared a shape, a form, which became more defined the closer it got. A moment later I was looking into Groundhog’s face, a glow of light emanating from her. And she spoke.
“Padme! Hold on! Don’t give up! Help is coming… stay with us… don’t give in…”
((sftdp! 367- I agree. I think she will grow to like him. I figured out that Slythix liked her a while back.))
((Finished the BA movie trailer. I’m sending it in now.))
((372: Pwnsome. I’m waiting for Zorgon to reply before I RP Liss again. I can RP Roberta and Zinc, though, which I’ll do now.))
ROBERTA:
I bit into my pumpkin bread as we discussed. I swallowed it and said, “Why did we keep him around? He would just try and hurt us, and he did! Ugh, this was all a mistake.” I put my forehead into the palm of my head.
ZINC:
I dragged Kitty over to a corner, thinking about my trick with Nilly during the original war. “Oh no. Kokonilly has died. I have covered her with a blanket so you won’t have to see her horrific remains.” But there was no blanket here, and there was a more pressing problem.
Xeer was about to kill both Aggie and Aaron. I unsheathed my sword, and said gravely, “Love isn’t stupid. You don’t understand, do you?
But we do. We don’t take pleasure in killing, but it seems necessary. We’re trying to protect our loved ones from you and your followers. And now I understand. YOU caused that car crash. YOU killed Hawke.” I narrowed my eyes into slits, and walked slowly towards Xeer.
“And for that, I will do all I can to destroy you.”
I lunged at him, slashing my sword. But Xeer retaliated quicker than I had expected. He shot at me, and I could feel a blast singe my hair, and that just incensed my rage. HE had killed him; HE had disrupted my world, and now, he shall pay for what he has done to me.
I knew I probably wouldn’t win, and that I would end up horribly injured, but I couldn’t bottle up my rage. It flowed through my veins, provoking me, letting out my wrath. I, in a sense, had brought a knife to a gunfight. But I wouldn’t die with out a fight.
((I won’t die. Don’t you DARE make me die!))
((369- i did mean Juliet- I didn’t know she was in suspended animation. Well, we’ll have to find her now. Once we get out of this mess.))
((Might I point out that it impossible for Slythix and Padme to like each other since Jedi can’t marry. Cept that this isn’t a star wars thread. Scratch that. However, I can’t really picture Padme and Slythix together.))
((GAPAs- How do you make crossed out lines over words? I’d love to know how to do that when I post, if possible.))
((374-HTML trick. See bottom of any page. Just write the word ‘strike’ in between two ”
and you can write like this!))
(sorry it took me so long to reply I have had pink furry homework trying to eat me for a while. If you guys don’t like anything in this you can change it. Also since we were talking about it is Liss opening up to Zorgon kind of, I just want to know so I can do something with it.)
I really wanted to tell Liss my story but I just couldn’t. I know that sounds odd coming from a twenty year old guy who was eight when the first war was on but I just couldn’t. I was about to say something when I heard someone say over the PA system,” All force sensitive people and people who have any experience with mindshapes come to the hospitle room( sorry I didn’t know what to call it). I immediatly leaped up. I had experience with mindshapes. I had figured out how to cure them when I was with my resistance group during the first Bunny Apocalypse. I had figured it out when one of our group was taken control of by a black bunny of high rank. I got up and rushed to the hospital. I yelled something about how I’d talk to her later to Liss. When I got there I rushed in and yelled to Groundhog what was happening. She filled me in and I told her to keep helping Padme stay with us. I told Slythix to go get me the purest crystal he could find and to get my laptop from my room.
We were in the hospital room.
“Five days. It doesn’t matter if they’re trained bunny killers by then. They won’t be doing the fighting–at least not the brunt of it. Groundhog, we need one thousand battling robots by the twenty-fifth of November.”
Groundhog spluttered. “A thousand? That’s….well, close to impossible….”
“Yes,” said Slythix. “You have no need to worry; I know that you have an extremely advanced manufacturing machine, and I can get you the metal, circuit boards, wires, and other materials required. Don’t fail.”
Groundhog drew out a remote. “Good. I can do it–and Slythix, if you don’t want get your head blown up by a very sensitive bunny named Xeer, drop the commands.”
Slythix made to reply, but I kicked him from under my cloak. “Slythix,” I said. “She’s right. Drop the attitude.”
Groundhog was now typing on a computer at light speed. “I presume you intend to assault the Dungeon of Horror with a troop, or should we say, battalion of robots? The problem is that any robots I manufacture in the five days you allotted me will be easily destroyed using grenades….”
“They would, if we weren’t going to put bunnyproof suits on them. This should work.”
Cerre groaned. “Every time you say that…”
((377 – In theory, I shouldn’t be able to talk to you, because I’m devoting all of my attention to Padme. Maybe if we relocate that conversation to after we cure her?))
((GAPAS, I sent the vid. It should be in your maily box. Thanks muchly ))
((369:Changes over time))
“Hmm…” said I “Suppressing emotions is bad for a person.”
“Ahem. You’re not suppresing them.” said ZVX.”You’re actually adding some.”
“Ha ha.” I said. “I can help too, you know. I have limited training experinence, but I can help more in technology. I have a new idea for electric laser guns. Fires a 50 Kv ((equal to 50,000 volts)) ray of electricity up to 40ft. Sound good?”
((380- obviously.))
((Arrgh! I can’t say anything cuz Padme’s having a mindshape breach and Kittymine is unconscious. Great. I have got to stop knocking out both of my characters at the same time.))
((375- thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!!!!!!!!))
this is sooooo cool!!!
((374-Okay….. than you for trying, anyway. I’m not sure if you’re going to be able to find her, as I have a feeling that after this confrontation you’re going to get put back in the Dungeon (look, it’s either that or kill Xeer, and that would make the quest kinda pointless)….. But, whatever.
True….. Yeah, that’s a good point. But, may I point out that just because someone happens to like someone else doesn’t mean that they have to end up marrying. It doesn’t mean that the other person even likes them back. But it would be kind of interesting for (tell me if this is too imposing-on-peoples’-creativity or something) there to be a point where Slythix starts treating Padme like an equal, but at that point she pretty much hates him, and….. I don’t know. And something interesting.
380-Changes which way? Okay, okay, don’t tell me…. I get it.))
Agrrrfishi’s trailer for a movie too frightening to think about:
((Who are all of the people?))
((Wow, Aggie! Flamablamablous!))
((Brilliant! And when I noticed it had no sound, I did what I always do- play some music from iTunes. The song happened to be “Alien Youth” by Skillet. It fit perfectly, no just in appropriateness but in timing. And all this reminded me to get back to work on that old Bunny Invasion game, which has been gathering virtual dust on my hard drive for some time now. ))
((384- I don’t know. I don’t actually know what anyone looks like, so I just pulled random pictures from the internet and plugged ’em in.
386- Sweetness. I was actually looking for some music to add, because I couldn’t find that particularly ‘apocalyptic’ track that people always seem to play during movie trailers,you know? So that works out great. The track really does fit, too.
It’s not that great quality, I know, and kind of choppy. But this was actually the first movie I’ve ever made. I’m pretty proud.
And BA, too. How perfect! ))
((387: This dang computer is real crappity and doesn’t do movies. I’ll view it when I can get to the other one. I wonder what I look like… ))
((388- Yeah, so do I. I didn’t really label anyone by face, so you ca choose anyone. I think I’m the one in the black and blue suit with the short red hair and a gun. It’s a cartoon.))
((383- All I can say is . That is amazing, horrifying, and awesome, Aggie. I do kinda wish you’d named the people, though….. But it’s great anyway. And at least we know who you and Aaron are….. Though I think it might be the other way around in BA….. You’ve been using a gun for a lot longer than he has, you know.
By the way, where did you get the cartoony-pink-bunny-on-a-throne pic? It’s just too fitting to be already randomly out there….. And what’s with the cat?))
((You know, I think I could make a animated BA:TNG (cause I’m in it! Because I haven’t read BA.) If you want me to, just say so, but it may take a couple months of hard work…but I could do it.))
((Oh, Aggie’s post wasn’t up…. Oh well. I want to be the red-haired person!!!!!
391-You’re kidding, right?…. AWESOME!!! How? Can I help?))
((390- Thank you. And it’s not every day you get to be saved by Tom Cruise (that’s the guy in the picture, btw). I found that bunny pic, well…I don’t exactly remember. That was a verrrry long night of searching for pictures…heeheehee. The cat was meant to symbolize Kittymine, because I was origionally going to put a picture of catwoman but none of them were decent.
I made a couple posters, too, if anyone wants to see them… ))
((939-Oh. I see. I always pictured Kitty as a girl with pink (don’t kill me, please, light pink) clothes and cat ears…. I think there’s an okay picture of a catgirl on the Halloween Ball thread, if you’re still looking…..
*wants to see posters* BA posters? BA:TNG posters? Random Resistance posters? *is curious*))
((Got it. I guess I’m the person at the end of the string of people…. I dunno. Maybe I’ll send in a pic of me in BA… in fact, I’ll do that now. Very nice vid, by the way.))
((Well? Should I begin?))
((396- Go! Go! I’ll be anticipating the results!))
LISS:
Zorgon rushed off after the announcement, and I stared expressionessly back down at my now empty cup of coffee. Was I the only person in the whole Resistance who wasn’t skilled in the use of the Force? Ugh.
Inside me, an internal war was raging.
Maybe I shouldn’t have been so acerbic toword Zorgon. He was part of the Resistance too. “Thy enemy of thy enemy shall be thy friend.” That was true, right? He’s a cocky git; too full of himself! Do you know what’s happening to you, Liss! All your abation of your affablity is going to waste! WHAT ARE YOU DOING??? Being nice…. why do you care? I AM you, Liss. What’s up with you- You know, you could just shut up, you know that? I’m FINE! All your acrimony is really annoying, and all my confidence and happiness has already been abraded to almost nothing, so lay off! Don’t say I didn’t warn you…
(I just got to look at your movie Agrrrfish I thought it rocked. I lookes basiclly llike I would of imagined it.)
((I’m LOST. Again.))
((399: You’re in the dining hall, discussing with the other children.
Wow, 400 posts already? New thread, p*ease!))
((If we do make a new thread, would the mighty GAPAS repost my video there so that all can see too? I want some more advice on my next trailer, if anyone wants to see what I think BA:TNG would look like… ))
[There is now a Part 3, video included. –Admin.]