Apr 8, 2003, 02:32 PM | |
As well as compensated for my character in a way ^^.
I would think there was a way to track that >.>. Consistency traced throughout the universe. Indeed, reply! LUCKY 7! THE PAGE IS MINE!! THIS IS FRIGGIN KAZ'S PAGE ><!!
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Apr 8, 2003, 02:42 PM | |
*Smashes Kaz over the head with page 6; takes page 7 and gives it to Copper*
Great new chapter, Btw.
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Apr 8, 2003, 04:41 PM | |
Uh...
*telefrags Kaz and hands slowly descending page to CT on Radium's behalf* I R EFIL
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Apr 8, 2003, 04:43 PM | ||
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GENERATION 22: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment. <i>"This picture shows me that the gray bird man is just a bully and picks on smaller birds. Just because he has no friends and takes it out on others smaller than him to look good. I can see in the parrats eyes that it does however have a understanding of the gray bird man and is upset about getting cut."</i> - Speeza on cartoon birds. |
Apr 9, 2003, 09:35 AM | |
Uh...
*bonks Kaz on the head with a rubber mallet and yanks page from his flailing hands (wings? paws? i've given up keeping track... ![]() Thanxes, CT! I'll keep writing if you do! ![]() Edit: That was a washable marker, Kaz. You'd think you'd be able to tell the difference, considering it had "WASHABLE" written in big letters down the side.
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Apr 9, 2003, 12:53 PM | ||
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Apr 9, 2003, 12:55 PM | |
Yes.
No. What?
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Apr 9, 2003, 01:27 PM | ||
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Apr 9, 2003, 01:45 PM | |
Um, who are you talking to?
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Apr 9, 2003, 01:46 PM | ||
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Apr 9, 2003, 03:17 PM | |
I'll put it in simple terms.
if pageowner = Kaz { story = 0 4IFalcon <= confused }
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Apr 9, 2003, 07:07 PM | |
Something tells me Radium is fluent with the GML.
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Apr 10, 2003, 03:08 AM | |
I'm going to pretend I understood what that was perfectly.
I wrote the preceding sentence with my eyes closed.
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Apr 10, 2003, 12:08 PM | |
Who said anything about not posting more? I won't torture you this time, I promise
![]() Now Nobody finds out who the sleeper was. NOT NINJA! *runs in circles laughing crazily* Okay, I'm done now. He gasped as the world swam into focus, expanding in his vision as he struggled up from a well of unconsciousness. The sounds of running water, wind, and exotic birdsong rushed back at him - and so did the pain. With pain came full awareness. He tried to get up but found it almost impossible. The pain in his lower back was worst of all. He settled on lying still, and observing his surroundings. He was half in the water. He assumed he had washed up on the shore. There was sand beneath him, but the occasional sharp stone prodded him. He spat grit out of his mouth. The running water had kept the wound in his back clean, at least. When the pain ebbed he pulled himself up on the beach and glanced around - slowly. Blood, and grass. Crimson stains glittering on the blades of grass testified silently to what had happened. A broken saber lay in a large patch of scarlet, and two bodies lay further out in the river. Something flashed silver in the river, catching his attention. He stared at it, trying to make out what it was. Finally he recognized it. A sword. A broadsword, to be exact, and one he had once wielded. As if that revelation had triggered something, his memory flooded back. He almost shook his head, but thought better of it and didn't. Tiger. My name is Tiger. I was a Kiyrenin Captain. The Kiyrenin. Of course. He had been serving the Kiyrenin - against his will - and they had left him for dead. My reward, for my faithful service, in lieu of a medal ... Figures. Tiger pulled himself up. His silver-striped fur was matted with blood and grit, and the water that eddied idly in the shallows had a crimson tint. He winced. Struck down from behind, and he knew who had nearly done him in. He'd felt the bite of Radium's Chaos Lance before. We knew he was with them. It was my bad luck to be attacking one of his friends, I guess. Luckily he healed fast, and wounds from Radium's Lance healed even quicker. The benefits of being stabbed and surviving were almost worth it. Almost. A few days and he'd be able to fight again. In the meantime, he had to find a way to survive. He carefully waded out to retrieve his broadsword, grimacing at the weight and balance. He really preferred a curved, lighter blade, but the broadsword was better than nothing, especially when his survival was involved. Three days later the Kiyrenin came. I just forgot to post yesterday. That's all. |
Apr 10, 2003, 06:48 PM | |
Wait.
What?
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Apr 11, 2003, 11:42 AM | |
For what?
Just joking. "Scorecard, you are cleared. Please land in bay 92, level 12B." "Sure," Claw muttered. "Whatever." - You gonna do what the operator said? - Evaluator asked warily. He still wasn't sure about Claw. "Unless Copper says otherwise," Claw replied with a shrug, "I'm inclined to follow his directions." - You always do what Copper says? - "No. But it's her ship, and she's in charge. If it was my ship, she'd do what I said." - I did know that. But even if you're not in the ship - "Only if it's beneficial. In both our interests, not just hers. I work with her, Eval, I'm not her subordinate." - Ah. Just clearing things up. - There was a long silence in which nobody said anything. Claw decelerated and they moved along slowly, looking for their landing bay. - You don't trust me, do you? - Evaluator finally asked. Claw shrugged again. "Copper does. So does Shonar." - That's not what I asked. Just because she does doesn't mean you do. - "When you've been around for six years, maybe I will. Until them, I'm afraid you're on the list of unknown quantities." - I see. Well, I'll admit it's mutual. - "Don't feel singled out," Claw said. "Everyone except Kaz, KRSplat and Coppertop are suspicious." - Even Radium? He saved Copper's life. - "Especially Radium. Who's to say he's not already Kiyrenin? The same for Electrik." - I take it you've told Copper this. - "Yeah." - What do you think about Defalcon? - "What," demanded Claw, exasperated, "is whith all the questions?" - Sorry, - Evaluator said sheepishly. - I get carried away by my curiousity. - "I noticed," Claw replied. "If you're not careful it'll get you in trouble." - Yes, that had not escaped my attention either. Hoy! Isn't that our bay? - "Yes. Rattle a few things and get Copper in here." - Aye aye, captain. - "I'm the captain here, not this overgrown experiment," Copper said indignantly from the doorway. Claw glowered at her. "I am not an experiment. And for your information, I'm told they intended to have me over seven feet tall." "Undersized, then. But still vicious, with a tongue as sharp as your claws." "Sure," Claw muttered. "Whaddaya think?" "About what, your claws or your choice of vacation spot?" "Vacation spot." "That operator was confused. Ten of my ship could fit in there!" "Maybe ten will," Claw murmered fastidiously. Copper favored him with doubtful look. "Maybe. I hope not." "So do I. Maybe this is more popular that we thought. Want to vacation elsewhere?" he offered. "No, I think we'll stick to Udari. Lots of people. We won't stick out. I promise a quieter vacation next year." "Hope so. Actually ... nah, forget it. We'd probably get in trouble. We did last time." "I remember," she agreed. "Not like we aren't in trouble already. Stupid Kiyrenin." "Wouldn't be vacation without them." "Definitely not the same. Unfortunately this vacation is work-sponsored. No lazing around." "I was afraid of that. My tan wore off from last time. I need a new one." - Claw, you're weird. - "Want a tan, too, Eval?" - No, I'll pass. - "Well, it's up to you. Say Copper, am I going to keep this thing on repulsorlifts the entire time we're here?" "What? No. Set her down." "That order is late." "I was captivated by your tan. Shut up." "Aye aye captain." - Hey, that was my line! Plagiarizer. - "If you say so. Welcome to Udari. No vacation ... " |
Apr 11, 2003, 11:46 AM | |
Eee, spifflar chapter.
This is some great stuff, CT. Like I've said before, I only wish that I had the talent you do.
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Apr 14, 2003, 04:07 PM | |
BLARG
I've hit a writer's block on E:JF, but I'm happy to say that SoT is coming along nicely.
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Apr 18, 2003, 10:30 AM | |
Sorry guys, couldn't get on internet all week. Big part in compensation.
Udari was a favorite planet for tourists and honeymooners. It was a planet made for tourism. Everything was geared towards tourism. Unfortunately they were not tourists. As such, Udari recieved plenty of odd characters. Thus even odd people like Claw and Kaz and distinctive people like Crystal, Defalcon and Electrik fit in. Copper was ignored - anyone who looked her way recieved a vicious look - KRSplat was unmemorable, Radium could blend in with any crowd (he was a shapeshifter after all), Acid was casual, Evaluator unseen, and Shonar was ... somewhere, anyway. They made a great team, Copper thought once again. Claw's much wished for vacation spot was not Udari. Udari was overpopulated, he complained, Udari was too busy, Udari was too tourist-oriented. Copper retaliated, by alternating between telling him to shut up and promising a 'vacation' to Holidayous next year. In return she recieved many dirty looks and dark mutterings from Claw, that ran along the lines of "when I get my hands on you". Life would have been good had her other partner not been in the clutches of the enemy, busily hunting her down. Two of her current crew could turn traitor any minute (Radium and Electrik), one was just along for the ride (Evaluator), one was a few bricks shy of a load (Kaz), one just wanted adventure (Defalcon), two stayed with her out of loyalty (Claw and KRSplat) and one was unfathomable. The last one was Crystal, and she was in her element, befriending tourists left, right and center, to surrepititiously pump them for information. Radium, the unknown quantity, slipped through the crowd like a wraith (or a Chaos Mage), giving would-be troublemakers the Look and reading their minds while he was at it. Whether or not he also employed mind control could be debated, because nobody bothered him twice. Defalcon had a small crowd of admirers, who listened intently as he regaled them with tales of his adventures. They made the right responses in the right places, and were the perfect audience. Copper shook her head and laughed quietly. "Look at him," she said to Acid and Electrik. "He couldn't save it for the War Tavern." Acid grinned. "He's like that in the Tavern, too. Anywhere he can get an audience." "He's got one now," Electrik admitted. Acid nodded. Then he turned to Copper. "Coppertop, I know you're not sure about Electrik. But I'm certain he's okay, now." "Good. And?" "We wanna blow some Kiyrenin up. Please?" Copper grinned at the suddenly animated scientist. "Peace. You'll get your chance." "But when?" he burst out. "Soon. I'm turning the tables on our erstwhile friend Shinyso. He may know how I think, but I know how he thinks, and so does Radium and Claw. We've thrown him off. Now we get to go after him." "Finally," Crystal added, coming up next to them. She pushed her blue hair out of her face. "That fight on Firen was just a skirmish. Now we get to do battle." "Did I hear someone say 'battle'?" Defalcon said from behind them. He had excused himself from his followers to catch up with them. "You did. Kaz and KRSplat know what I mean by battle. Just ask them if they remember the Deep Spacer. Or the Conquerer." "Fighting every step of the way," Claw agreed, joining them from the shadows. "Every blow took someone out." "I figured you'd recall, too. I knew you'd be lurking around here somewhere." "Always. As you can see, I decided to forgo the tan." "Of course. I hope you don't regret it." "I probably won't. So now that we've thrown the Ninja off, where to?" "I was hoping you could help me with that. Where would Shinyso go?" "Medivo or Tubelectric," Claw said immediately. "Probably Tubelectric," Radium agreed, ghosting out of the crowd. "More energy." "I should have known you'd turn up. Where's Kaz and KRSplat?" "Kaz has found some like-minded companions - that is to say, birdbrained. He was attempting to teach them his version of manners." "I see. Sounds like Kaz. Birds of a feather flock together, after all." "Truth," Radium admitted, sounding slightly Shadorian for a moment. "KRSplat I have not seen." "I have," Evaluator said, half-materializing next to them. "He's in a spot of trouble. Care to assist?" "Sure. Acid, got your rocket launcher?" "Always." "Here's your chance to blow someone up. Lead on, Eval." "Sure thing." They moved through the fringes of the crowd, working their way towards the other side of the crowded plaza. A street led off like a spoke on a wheel, shaded by the large blocky buildings that rose on either side of the narrow road. Just inside the mouth of the alley (it hardly qualified as a "road") was KRSplat, and three young street toughs. Two had vibroblades, and one had a blaster pistol. None of them had touched KRSplat yet, but not for lack of trying. They came in behind KRSplat. Acid grinned. "Not Kiyrenin, but almost as good. KRSplat - duck!" KRSplat dropped to one knee, and Acid fired. A moment later there was noting left except a smoking crater and a sizeable hole in the wall. Unfortunately they had attracted some attention. Evaluator vanished, Crystal, Defalcon and Claw melted away into the crowd, Electrik and Radium managed to look like startled pedestrians. Copper poked Acid in the ribs. "Nice going, ace." Acid shot her a look and made a show of inspecting his launcher. "I can't believe it misfired like that! Good thing you weren't in the way, huh, buddy? A timely trip." He stowed his launcher and helped KRSplat to his feet. "My profuse apologies. Here, lemme buy you a drink ... " "What happened?" Defalcon demanded, coming out of the crowd. He was the very picture of indignation. He flashed a quick grin at Copper though. "His rocket launcher misfired," Copper explained. "Lucky for this guy that he tripped." "I didn't trip," KRSplat protested. "I'm not that clumsy. I saw a credit on the ground and bent to pick it up." He held up a credit; the dark blue rabbit was totally believable. "Gave me a bit of a scare though." "I can see it would," Acid said. Defalcon grinned at him, having satisfied the curiousity of the crowd. "Sure." The crowd began to drift away, and Copper began to breathe again. "Quick thinking, Acid. Good thing you dropped, eh KRSplat?" "Yeah. Pasted on the wall ... " "Hope not," Radium said. "You okay?" "Yeah. I take it you've been planning." "You guessed right. We're off to Tubelectric." "Again?" "Again? We haven't been there yet! You not anticipating a wild, chaotic ride through the wind tunnels?" "Anticipating, yes. With enjoyment, no." Radium snickered. "Chaos is good." "For a Chaos Mage, maybe. The rest of us like a little organization now and then." "I know. That's what makes you all so incomprehensible." "If you say so," KRSplat said dubiously. "Where's Kaz?" "Holding court with a bunch of birdbrains, teaching them manners." "Yeah, that sounds like Kaz. How about the rest of them?" "We're here," Crystal said. Claw joined her. "I'm hanging around," Evaluator's disembodied voice said. KRSplat grinned. "Sure. I'll bet you are. Thanks for getting Copper and Acid - especially Acid." "Any time." "Of course ... if you say so ... " "Sure I do." "Right," Acid said. "When do we start?" Not too much action, but more will happen later. |
Apr 18, 2003, 01:48 PM | |
Horray, CT's back!
Great chapter.
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Apr 18, 2003, 10:45 PM | ||
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That's fun! It's been said before, but w00tness! `N0
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Apr 19, 2003, 08:09 AM | ||
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Apr 22, 2003, 11:44 AM | |
On strike huh? Fine.
Tubelectric was indeed chaotic. Experimental robots gone amuck zipped around like hyperactive hummingbirds. Lights flashed erratically, five minutes couldn't go by without some kind of explosion, and every ten feet there was somebody exiting or entering a wind tunnel, and they were bound to collide with you. "Tubelectric is severely overrated," Kaz muttered, and got jabbed in the ribs by Crystal. "Shush. Look for Shinyso." "Got it," and the big bird took off. KRSplat recalled this planet all too well - it had been their first stop after meeting Claw, Kaz had been kidnapped and recovered, and they had met Emerald Dragon and Wild Angel. That gave him an idea. "Let's see if Wildie's home," he suggested. But Defalcon shook his head. "If Shinyso's here, she won't be," he said, "especially if she's as good as you say she is." "Oh, she's good," Copper admitted. "She's also got brains. She won't be here." "Say, Copper," KRSplat said. "What are we planning to accomplish here?" "Good question," Copper said. "Try to bonk Shinyso over the head, knock him out and tie him up if we can. If that fails, try to find who's the Kiyrenin leader. If that doesn't work, just beat up a bunch of Kiyrenin." "You don't ask for much," Electrik complained, but he brightened at the last part. "I say we lure them in, a whole bunch of them, and then attack," Crystal added. "After that we do a few illogical, crazy things, like going to odd planets, and throw them off again." "By odd planets you mean places like Keenrei and Hellantra, right?" KRSplat said. She nodded. "Right. Baffle them at every turn." "That's easy," Defalcon called back. "Just put Kaz in charge!" "Yeah!" Kaz agreed, coming in to land. Claw eyed him dubiously. Kaz shrugged sheepishly. "Okay, okay," Copper said, exasperated. "Do as you like, I won't - I can't - stop you. Just one thing - how're you going to lure them in?" Silence. "I may not be much of a team player, but I'm intelligent enough," she said dryly. "What do you propose we use as bait?" "Radium?" Kaz said hesitantly. Radium gave him The Look. Kaz ducked his head and subsided. "No, really," Copper said. "What are you going to use?" "I say we activate both my swords and yours at the same time, same place," Defalcon said. "That way we'll also be battle ready at the same time." "Now, that's a good idea," Claw agreed. "But only if we can't find Shinyso." "I can tell you he's already left," Radium commented. "He was here, but he was gone as of a few minutes ago. Figures." "Yeah," Copper agreed. "Plan B: Leader." "Can't we beat them up and find out at the same time?" Acid begged. Radium shrugged. "That won't work either. Any of the Kiyrenin I've checked don't know, and it's common knowledge that nobody else does either. Everybody in the Kiyrenin ranks knows that nobody else knows who the leader is. Safety precautions." "Pretty effective, too," Copper admitted. "So Plan C, let's beat 'em up. What do you say? No no, wait, don't tell me ... " The cheer that followed was enough to make her regret asking. "I guess it's unanimous. Let's go and get them." Precursor to ze battle ... |
Apr 22, 2003, 12:27 PM | |
Wheeheehee. Excellent chapter, per usual, CT.
*bonksmashblamslap* yAy!
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