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Episode 02: "Sniper on the Roof, PART I"





The sniper was sitting at my table, drinking a cold one that he found in the back of my fridge (lucky bastidge). I was sitting across from him. Tied, to my chair. Ducky was tied to another chair.



"what do you want to kill me for?" i asked him.



"money, mostly."



"MONEY?!"



"no i said 'honey'. OF COURSE MONEY!"



"fine, be a jackass...see if i care."



that sort of bothered him, I could tell.



"I'll do that." he removed my usp from the floor where it landed as I quickly threw my hands into the air in fear as he pointed the barel of his .357 at my nose.



"Who are you?" I asked.



"Willet, don't you remember the face of your partner?"



"Obviously not, faggot."



he slapped me. it hurt. i screamed. like a girl.



Standing, he pulled up his sleeve to reveal a small, circular tatoo of an ape head.



"TABRIS! What the he-"



"watch your mouth, this IS the JCF..."



"Yah yah...where was I...oh yah...TABRIS! WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU-"



"Doing here? I'm here to kill you, remember?"



"No, actually, I was going to ask what you were doing with your life..."



"Oh not much...the general. sniping mostly. I heard you got kicked out of the FBI, so I figgered there was a reason. I then found out that you were being set up. I figgered someone would pay to have you put out by a nuetral unknown persons that would not be linked to them."



"You bloody bastidge!"



he slapped me again.



"would you stop that? it really hurts!"



"sure."



meanwhile, ducky was just sitting there, all quiet like. I never even thought to ask how she was doing or why she came and started shooting. Or how she knew about the stuff. And about Tabris.



"Say, tabris, what does GB stand for?"



"Goldbones, fool."



Too be continued...

DuH! goldbones is gb! ^-^ kewl chapter but u made my a bloody pain in the butt! ;P



`Tabbie

blah blah blah please note that GB is making me change the tatoo to a skull instead of ape head. darn, i really liked the idea of an ape head tatoo. lol

Lol funny.

So I have to suffer listening to you cuss at each other and whack each other? Did Shiney even get me a drink?

Whohaha.

*cough*

Uh, I mean, really, this is, like, um, please try to REFRAIN from cursing, Lancie.

*chokes*

Ahem.

`Ducky

I censor his cussing, Ducky.

Episode 02: "Sniper on the Roof, PART II, CONCLUSION"





My mouth was dry and pasty. He chuckled as he finished taking a chug of his beer. The lucky bastidge.



"Now, puny little man, you die!"



"Uh, Tabris, why are you talking like the stereotypical heartless bad guy? I thought we had mutual respect because we were colegues?"



"So we do. Well...i uh thought tha-aww screw it, can't i just be heartless the rest of this episode?"



(FreeLance gave a nod and kept writing)



"Hey guys, could y'all resolve this personal grudge later and let me go?" it was Ducky talking.



"NEVAR!" he cried.



"Aww c'mon, GB, she's just a girl!"



"Just a girl my (censored)! You saw how she whooped the dung out of my helocopter!"



"True...true...hey ducky, if he lets you go, will you not get us BOTH killed by trying to shoot him?"



"Of course!"



GB wasn't stupid. I thought he was. But he wasn't. (FreeLance chuckled)



"Willet, Ducky, I've gotta get this over with." He lowered his pistol at my head and my usp at ducky's. She sighed. I screamed. He laughed.



"DE JA VU!" i screamed.



"No, she gasped last time."



he smiled and pulled the trigger.



Our heads exploded into a million pieces.





























Oh wait, that's not right...let's see...oh yah, as he started to pull the trigger he remembered he had safety on. So he had to turn that off. In the meantime, Ducky had got her hands untied and was flipping her chair through the air.



It hit his head. he fell back. I laughed. He grimaced. She 'whooo'd.



his helocopter had been repaired during the hour he was there drinking that (apearently huge bottle of) beer and talking to us. It floated to the window.



Staring me in the eyes, he gave a smirk. I stepped back and he stood. Smiling, he turned. "Until next time, Willet!" he jumped out to the helocopter.





Ducky sighed. I sighed. He laughed.

YaY! I like the story, FL. ) Go Ducky!!

Can I have a million piece head as well? Oh wait, you didn't get them. *Finds GB's heart* You know, I WONDERED why he was heartless... Anyway, totally cool. I like stories which break the fourth wall...





[EDIT] The beginning was striked out because it was so grusome.

[ This Message was edited by: Ducky on 2001-05-26 13:14 ] (NOT really. )

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`GBz

preveiw for Episode 03





Episode 03: "Up One End and Out the Other"





With my last visit from GB two dies behind me, I started to get serious. I couldn't just lay around the house drinking all the time. I had to get out and find what the FBI was trying to hide.



TUNE IN LATER TODAY FOR THE ACTION PACKED EPISODE 03: "UP ONE END AND OUT THE OTHER, PART I"

Episode 03: "Up One End and Out the Other, PART I"





I called Ducky on the phone.



"Hello?"



"Yo duckary. Willet here."



"No, duh."



"What's up?"



"Not mu-"



"That's nice. Say, about all that info you gave me the other day, how'd you know about all that?"





oooh y'all my suppers here...continue this later.

Yay. I loved that exploding head bit.

I mean, not when I think about it. It just sounded like something you'd see in a comic with superpeople, and you can see what the character is thinking...anyway, it was funny.

Ohhh right. My supper's here too. Arrivederci.

`Ducky

Awesome. . . my supper's not for another hour

What is supper?

(continuation)





"From people." came her reply.



"People? Like, who people?"



"You don't know them."



"You're sure?"



"I'm positive." (click)





well, that was just odd. Ducky had never hung up in the middle of a conversation. Perhaps someone had cut her phone line!



Or...better yet for the plot, mine!



I looked around the room. It was a chilly autumn evening. My window was still out where all the fighting had happened. The cars below roared and hummed bussily down the street below. Everything seemed normal.



A big red funky looking motor cycle came flying down the road and slid to a stop outside of the building across the street.



"(censored) hoodalum!" i shouted to the driver.







to be continued after some jazz

Episode 03: "Up One End and Out the Other, CONCLUSION"



The man climbed through an open window on the bottom floor.



A few moments later, I was standing at my fridge, a crisp cold can of beer was being retrieved from it. I licked my lips in anticipation, "No one cansss stops us now, Precioussss! Can theysss?"



But someone did. A bullet slammed through the can. I screamed and nearly fainted. But instead, I spun around. My USP was in my hand from the counter next to me (i'd been carrying it all day) and aimed directly at the figure in the window across the street.





"What has it gotsss on its nasssssty headsses, my Precioussss?"



It was a helmet. With big, gold, GB on the side. I almost choked. "Not again!"



Another shot, I ducked in time (i'm fast). I shot twice, both missing. He lept from the window (he was now at the middle story) and landed on his motercycle some...oh i'd at least 4 stories below.



"That Tabris!" i swore bitterly on his name.



I knew it would not be the last time we met.





(please note that this episode will have significance later in the story, just wait)



(also note that the title of the episode is in no way related to the episode it's self)

(Doesn't belive that, but waits anyway)

(Doesn't disagree one bit)

Oh, and cool. (Where'd the action go?)

lol unknown, the action packed thing was a joke.





In the next episode, I promise to have more fighting because he's going to meet up with some...well, let's just say bad guys.

Hm, I had some sort of chicken broccoli thing..

Ah! What? Oh, nifty, Lancielot

`Ducky

Wot she said

Erm, I'm reading this story but I don't really know what I want to say.



Except that it is



GOOD!

thank you, thank you ver' moch...

Get on izq fl! ;P



and uhh kewlies ;P



`GB[GpW]

ah cahn't, foo'! Mummuh's on the 'pooter widge izq onssit!

Then dl it f00 ;P or uhhhhhhh get on aim or msn and gimme ur handle ;P



`GBz

Episode 04: "Fun King Do Drool Kim Wrong"



Tabris was obviously trying to kill me. Like, duuuuh. Anyway, I felt bery uneasy the whole week. When a week had past since our last meeting (the one in episode three), I began to wonder if something was wrong. Tabris was a steady person .He didn't just drop a job. I knew that he was planning some master plan. OR perhaps he was just out partying. Who knew? Not me.





I had decided to drop the whole FBI coverup idea for now until Tabris was dead. (that could be a while or tomorrer...lol) I was lying in bed, awake, thinking about the happenings of the past week. Ducky never gave me a clear answer as to how she found out the info about my being set up. Still, nothing had been blamed on me yet.



I finallly drifted off to sleep for about...oh, an hour r so. That's when I heard it. Someone was in my kitchen.



I snuck out of the room and down the hall. Peeking around the corner, I saw a tall, shady figger standing in front of my fridge. It was GB, i thought.



I ran back to my room, quietly, and got my USP.





"Alright, Tabris, STOP RIGHT THERE!"



The man looked up at me, frightened, a beer in his hand.





"What do you wa-who the heck are you?!"





"I'm Tabris. I had a face lift."



"suuure you did."



"no really, shoot me! I've come to kill you!"



I noticed there was a little videocamera button on his jacket (ala enemy of the state).



I fired once. It hit the button. The bastidge fell on the ground.



Suddenly, the doors burst open and in ran SWAT like people.



Behind them was someone from the PD that I hated.



"Your under arrest, Mr. Baggins."



"That's Dowitcher, Willet Dowitcher. Not Willet Baggins. Why arrest?"



"For the murder of an innocent man getting a beer from your fridge!"



"But he is tabris the sni-oh wait, long story, won't go there."





"We know the story, Mr. Baggi-err, Dowitcher."







"YOU SET ME UP!" I yelled.





"You're smarter than you look." came hi evile reply.



In an instance, I was flying toward the nearest bad guy. His weapon was in my hands. I let out a few rounds into his face and he fell back without a head in the back.



The bad PD Officer screamed like a girl.



The other guys started to open fire, but the barel of my newly aquired weapon was pressed on the evile guy's forehead.





Too Be Continued.

Episode 04: "Fun King Do Drool Kim Wrong"







I had just got the upper hand when Tabris came through the (still busted out) window.



"Don't you ever use the (censored) door?!"





"Try not to."





He had a pistol pointed at my head. It was a triangle. He shoots me, I shoot the man who no doubt hired him (i was wrong, as i'd find out later), and the man who i thought hired him...would die. Okay so maybe it was two part and Tabris had nothing to lose. I thought he did though.



He laughed!



"You laugh? I could shoot this man! And you laugh?" I was shocked.





"No, I'm crying. Of course I laughed!"



Now, as anyone in a hostage situation knows, time kind've goes away and you may look up and realise it's been ten ours. So I really don't know how long we stood there staring at each other, saying "we all shoot on three...ooooone...twooooo...teeee! hahaha! i said 'tee', not three! hahahah!" occasionally saying "tree" or "fee" or some other rhymn. Whenever we'd say three, we couldn't shoot. It was like...neither wanted death. Well, Tabris did, but not the PD officer's death.



About the time the word "two" came out the last time, I was ready to shoot. I knew i would die. But I had to do something. I was tired of waiting.



Just as he said three, I ducked and shot the PD Officer in the kneecap. He screamed. Blood flew behind him. I ducked so fast that Tabris didn't have a chance to shoot me. As he tried, I ducked, and the bullet slammed through the PD Officer's head. The room exploded with shots, all aimed at Tabris and I.



It was the Police Officer's men. Bullets flew and blood splashed around the room in a very cool way.



Then there was silence. The shooting stopped. My great, modern, artsie apartment was covered in chunks of the wall, chunks of bone and flesh, blood, and bodies. Smoke was lifting to the cieling and out the window.



Sirens were sounding below. I turned toward Tabris.



"that was some (censored) good fighting you did." I said.



"Likewise. That was also some fast moving." real feeling or mutual respect? GB would say both, I don't know though.



We both still knew we must kill each other. Our weapons came up, near to pressing on each others heads.



"Hah. A stand off."



Right as the words cleared his lips, the door was flung open. In stepped a tall, slinder fellow with a double-barreled sawed off shot gun.



Tune in to tomorrer's episode and find out who this mysterious man is. (hint: it's Louie.)

Nicee!



(I need to type/read faster. ;P)



_________________

-Signed Dreama

Cool story!



~Talec LP

tralala...you betar read this gb...

YaY! Slayie to the rescue?

Wheeha.



`Ducky

Lol, i wonder if they know who it is,

because that was a very unclear hint.



write on

lol yah i gotta wonder if they noticed how encripted it was.

sorry about not posting an episode yesterday. I've been busy with other story stuffs. I'v ebeen making a new character for another story, and I've been reading Fellowship of the Ring. So I'm a busy manperson.

...What about me?



Please?





Hey, the world is still in tact.

Great story. Don't listen to Dukky.







*Black

name your stuffs and you'll be in it.

*sticks tongue out at Blakky*

Where did my comebacks go?





*cries*

`Ducky

I'm five feet, and a half inch on that. I have blue eyes and evil brown hair about below the shoulder length and no bangs. There's a scar on my left hand just above my wrist from my trying to jump into pickup while it was moving.

Haahaa, Sir Lancielot, I found Slayer's profile and I'm not doing anymore. Bwahaha.



Born: New Hampshire

Job: Nothing, I'm a wandering vagabond who's always dead-broke, borrowing money off my friends aand then lending it back. I used to work as a pilot, but I quit the job to join a band which didn't take off so here I am. :P

Spouse: I killed him.



There. I hope that is sufficient, as I haven't seen anybody else's.



*Black

Woo hoo! It's here at last!



Episode 05: "L is for Louie"







Goldbones gasped in sheer horror as the tall figger walked toward him. The shotgun was small but powerfull looking.



Shards of glass from broken tables, mirrors, and other such things, broke under the man's feet.





"Who are you?" I asked in shock.



"I am your best friend, or your worse nightmare."



"Uh...friend?"







oooh sorry y'all I need to go dad says. I'll finish writing it later this evening or tonight.