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Chapter 6: One helluva headache and a clue
So you've been to school
For a year or two
and you know you've seen it all
The man pounded fist after fist into Pteroid's face, Pteroid was slowly slipping into unconciousness, "Oh well," he thought, "At least he isn't- wait, is that a razor blade?
C...R...A..P"
Pteroid awoke inside the ship, Roger and Tom stood over him, he quickly sat up and looked around, "What happened?" he asked, his head pounding. "One of Moriarty's Ambrosia-heads, he tackled you and then cut your throat, I shot him in the leg, but he got away," said Roger. Pteroid looked at Tom, "Anything with your lead?"
Tom snapped his fingers, "Oh yeah!" he gave Pteroid a small plastic card emblazoned with a large V, it read "Vulcan Industries, we make life better!"
Y.O.U's voice came over the ship's intercom (he had fused himself into the ship), "Vulcan Industries is run by one Bartholomew Gatsby, I've looked up his file, and check this out." A small screen popped out from the wall to show a brown haired man with a scraggly beard. "That's Moriarty, it's gotta be," said Roger; "And also, a reporter from the local news is scheduled to interview Mr.Gatsby tomorrow!" Y.O.U reported.
Pteroid brought his fist down into the palm of his hand, "And we just happen to have a shape-shifter," he grinned, "Well, looks like we need to pay Mr.Gatsby a visit!"
In your daddy's car
thinkin' you'll go far
back east your type don't crawl
To be continued..
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| Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 7:08 am Post subject: |
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Chapter 7: Interview
Fall into a carousel of unimagined flight.
Ripping round the corners shrieking, sometimes peeking night.
Drown yourselves in lakes of volume,
Pteroid leaned against a wall in the Vulcan Industries lobby, as Roger (disguised as a reporter) argued with security. Aparently, the reporter from the T.v wasn't supposed to have an interview until a few hours later. As Roger fought his losing battle against security, Tom was in a struggle of his own, Pteroid knew this because Tom was currently punching and kicking a soda machine a few feet away. Few minutes later, Tom came back with a triumphant look on his face, and a rather battered looking can in his hand. Tom opened it and took a sip, which he immeadiatly spat out (some of it hitting Pteroid), and exclaimed, "This tastes awful!" Pteroid wiped soda off his face and looked at the can, it read:
"Vulcan Cola, It's the Ultimate Thirst-Quencher!"
Tom threw the can into a trash bin, just as Roger came back, his face contorted with rage,"I'm a shapeshifter who can assume the form of nearly everything in the multiverse, yet it vexes me how I can be stone-walled by a couple of stinking Rent-A-Cops!"
"Ahem." came a polite cough from behind, the group turned to see a small man in a business suit and spectacles, "You're the reporter from the T.V., correct?"
Roger nodded.
"Well, Mr.Gatsby will see you now." The man said, "Follow me- wait." the man stopped and pointed at Pteroid, "What about him?"
Roger said, "Well, he's...my note-taker, yes that's it, my note-taker."
The man had a thoughtful look on his face, "Employing Xeno's for something other than grunt work? How...progressive." he said in a condescending tone, and quickly began leading them again towards a large elevator (while behind him, Tom and Roger restrained Pteroid as he tried to strangle the little man). "Take this to the 15th floor, room 135, Mr.Gatsby will be waiting for you, understood? Good."
2 or 3 minutes later...
Pteroid, Roger, and Tom walked into the room, which was seperated in two halves by a wall of transparent plastic. On the other side, sat Bartholomew Gatsby (A.K.A Moriarty).
He smiled, "Mr.Reporter, what a pleasure it is to see you. I'll just turn off the security recorder so we'll have our privacy and-"
He flipped a switch and his tone quickly turned away from politeness,"Alright, let's cut to the chase. You know who I am, and I know who you are. I also know you're trying to subdue me so that you can save my 'Oh so innocent slaves' from their own opiate. But you see Mr.'s Alanson, Pteroid, and Tyler (Tom's last name), I hold all the cards in this little game of poker-help me-whilst you don't even have pair. My army is growing and soon, I will rule this wor-please help me-ld! Now, I'm going to turn the security recorder back on, and you're going to congratulate 'Mr.Gasby' on his business savvy and walk out of here, you may try to stop me. But, dear gentlemen, my plans-help me- are coming to fruition."
He flips the switch again and curteous Mr.Gatsby returns, "Now gentlemen, I hope you enjoyed our little chat," he said a devilish smile across his features.
Drown yourselves in the sound.
Turn it up to match your voyage,
Ten's restricting, eleven takes you on a ride.
To be continued...
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ooh, we've got a fully fledged crazy here!
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Chapter 8: Revelation
Hello Mr. Krinkle
How are you today?
Seems the rumors are about your team might move away
Now, me I'm sentimental
But I'm not one to cry
Pteroid, Roger, and Tom exited the building. Tom immediately said, "Did you hear tha-" Pteroid cut him off, "Yes Tom, I did, we all did! Dammit, how could we have been so foolish?!" Roger nodded, "Nine years, the poor bastard. I feel sorry 'im, I really do." Tom looked at Pteroid and Roger with confusion, "Okay, what are you two talking about?"
Pteroid put an arm over Tom's shoulder, "Kid, I ever tell you about the creatures of the Rift?" Tom shook his head, Pteroid shrugged, “Well I guess it’s time then. Y’see kid, there’s places like this,” said Pteroid spreading his arms wide to indicate the world around them, “And then there’s the Hub, as you know that’s where our headquarters is. The Hub is like a network of tunnels branching forever outward from its center, and Dimensional Agents (i.e.: Us) travel down said tunnels until we enter the dimension of our choosing. But then there’s the space between the Hub and the dimensions, a sort of buffer zone that keeps the lower dimensions from coming in contact with the Hub (Which would result in some unspecified cataclysm), that’s the Rift. You may have noticed it briefly just before we came here.”
Tom nodded, “Yeah, but it just looked like a life-less space.”
Pteroid said, “That’s what the earliest agents thought too, but what we didn’t know was that life not only existed in the Rift, but thrived! Creatures of all kinds evolved in this space, including the little bugger that we’re dealing with now. Y.O.U?”
Y.O.U’s voice crackled over their earpieces, “Way ahead of you Pteroid, I’ve got the file open, and we shall educate young master Tom as soon as the three of you arrive.”
Pteroid smiled, “Well Kid, hope you’re ready, we’re about to come face-to-face with on of the most dangerous beings ever.”
Say there Mr. Krinkle let's cruise the Bastard boat
Damn then sonsabitches with their gill-nets set afloat
I flip on my tele and I watch the waters die
C'mon Mr. Krinkle tell me why
To be continued...
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... i've run out of compliments. i like it. XD
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| Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 8:33 am Post subject: |
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This story's on a bit of a hiatus due to extenuating circumstances (<- Whole lotta big words!) But It'll return soon, you've got my word.
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We can be patient. 
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Chapter 9: Explanation
Oh, welcome to this world of fools
Of pink champagne and swimming pools
"Okay Y.O.U turn on the projector." said Pteroid. Light flashed onto wall, and was quickly replaced by a grotesque image. "Good god!" exclaimed Steve, "What is that thing!?!"
Pteroid pointed at the creature (which looked like a worm only with teeth...a LOT of teeth) and said, "This, dear Tom, is an Archon. They're about as long as a pencil and just about as wide. Parasitic in nature, the Archon enters it's victims bodies through the ears, mouth, nose, etcetera; from there, it crawls up to the brain, positions itself between the two halves and feeds upon the electricity that fires from the synapses. But it doesn't stop there, the Archon is some dumb animal, it can control their victim from the inside, making them do whatever their parasitic master wishes. In fact, one commandeered an agent and was this close," Pteroid put his forefinger and thumb inches apart,"From wiping out our order forever.”
Tom grimaced, “And one of those things is controlling Moriarty?”
Roger nodded, “Bingo. And taking into account the complete and utter arrogance of these creatures, I'd say this particular one goes by the name of 'Vulcan'. This takes the case to an entirely different level; command’ll probably give us clearance for a ‘Search and Destroy’ mission.”
Y.O.U’s voice crackled over the intercom, “Already took care of it Master Roger, we have clearance, and I’ve already unlocked the armory doors for you. Happy hunting.”
Ask good macduff and donalbain, so many good ideas are slain
By those who would dare not step out of line
But if I have my way tonight and chances are
Ill turn those sour minds to grapes of wine
(Probably not as good as the other chapter's but I've been a bit distracted lately)
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Chapter 10: Search and Destroy
Trapped, in this nightmare
I wish I'd wake
As my whole life begins to shake
Four walls, surround me
An empty gaze
I can't find my way out of this maze
The three walked down the corridor to the ship's armory. Tom glanced at Pteroid, "Would you mind telling me what a 'Search and Destroy mission is?"
"Well kid, the long and short of it is, we kill the target and anything that gets in the way." Said Pteroid, he looked at Roger and smiled, "Here’s hoping those two guards from before are still on duty."
They entered a large dark space; Roger flipped a switch to reveal a gigantic assortment of weaponry along the walls. Tom’s eyes were as wide as saucers, “Holy ****!” he yelled as he walked along the rows of deadly implements. Meanwhile, Roger grabbed a large forearm-mounted chain gun and strapped it on, and Pteroid grabbed an Uzi, three frag grenades, and a katana.
“That’s all you’re bringing?” Asked Tom as he struggled under the weight of a humongous Bazooka-like weapon.
Pteroid slapped a hand on his forehead, “This operation requires finesse, and regarding the fact that we’re NOT trying to destroy everything in a 20-Mile Radius, I suggest you put down the mobile nuke launcher.” Tom noticeably blanched and dropped the gun on the floor, it landed with a thud.
“Wait, what’s this?” Tom asked as he picked up something that looked like a shotgun with a large barrel on the end.
“That, kid, is a silenced shotgun. S’gotta kick to it, but it would be real effective in this particular situation,” said Roger, “Well ‘cept for the sound.”
Tom tilted his head, “What about the sound?”
Roger shrugged, “Well, it’s kinda embarrassing, it kinda goes…” Roger trailed off.
“Goes what?” Asked Tom again.
“Well it sounds kinda like…'Squeep'.” Said Roger.
“Squeep?” Tom repeated, “What kind of gun goes ‘Squeep’?!?”
Pteroid nodded towards the gun, “‘Squeep’ or no, that thing could blow your head off in one shot. Doesn’t matter what the sound is if the guy ain’t got no ears.”
Pteroid calmly walked out of the room, Roger followed, and (after a small debate with himself) so did Tom.
'Cause I don't care
Fall in, fall out
Gone without a doubt, help me
I can't take the blame
They don't feel the shame
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hee hee hee... "squeep!"
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And yes, that weapon was inspired by "No Country for Old Men".
That movie kicked ass.
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>.>;; i'll go ahead and pretend i've heard of that...
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Look it up on Wikipedia. The movie won a LOT of awards.
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heh, that'd be why i haven't heard of it then.
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Chapter 11: Assault
She had excuses and she chose to use them
She was the victim of unspeakable abuses
Her husband was violent, malicious and distant
Her kids now belong to the state of Massachusetts!
BANG!
DAKKA DAKKA DAKKA!
SQUEEP!
Bullets flew through the air of the Vulcan Inc. Lobby, the security alarm blared as the out-gunned security force desparetly tried to hold off the three immortals. The intense fighting continued for minutes, until a well-placed frag sent the defenders flying. Roger, Pteroid, and Tom walked foward, not showing the slightest bit of fatigue. “I have some good news for a change,” chirped Y.O.U, “I’ve been able to locate a Vulcan’s genetic signature, he’s in the basement for some reason, take the elevator to your left.”
The group did so, Pteroid pushed the down button and the elevator slowly descended, Y.O.U once again chirped over their communicators, “Alright, you’re almost there, you’ll have to be careful, looks like he’s surrounded by Ambrosia Anthros. I-kzzzt- you can handle -kzzzt- it.” Pteroid began to have a sinking feeling, “Say again Y.O.U?” “I said-kzzzt- oh bugger, he’s -kzzzt- jamm-kzzzt- my comm. sig-kzzzt-ou’re on your own.”
Pteroid, Tom, and Roger looked at each other, “I think he knows we’re here.” Tom said. “Really? No, the gunfight couldn’t have tipped him off.” Roger said sarcastically. Ding The elevator had made it to it’s destination. The trio readied their guns as the doors opened to reveal…nobody. Before them stretched a long corridor, they looked at each other. “Well?” asked Tom, “Do we play his game or not?” Without saying a word, Pteroid walked out of the elevator and down the corridor, Roger and Tom following after him.
Onward they walked, a word not passing between them, until they came to an area where the one corridor became three. “This has got to be a trap,” said Tom, “We aren’t going to fall for it!” He looked at the stony expressions on Roger and Pteroid’s faces, “Are we?” Roger and Pteroid looked at each other, and then back at Tom, “Vulcan is down one of these corridors, that is for certain, we’ll have a greater chance of getting at him if we split up,” said Roger. With a look of quiet disagreement, Tom began walking down the left-hand passage. Roger took the right, and Pteroid the center.
Billy was the bright one, Tommy's off his head
Mother loved them both the same
At least thats what she said
I don't predict the future
I don't care about the past
Send them both to D.S.S
Now you had your chance
To Be continued…
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