Disclaimer: The characters herein are not mine, nor
will they ever be. I'm not making any money off of
this.
Additional disclaimer: The word "FNORD" belongs to
Steve Jackson Games Incorporated and the Illuminati
(who don't REALLY exist, but better give them credit
anyway ... just in case.)
Author's note: Another soundcheck story
Additional author's note: This story was inspired by
the oft deranged (no offence meant) Dalton Spence.
Blame him. ;D
Additional additional note: There will be no more
notes or disclaimers, you can finally get to the story
now.
"FNORD!!"
by Casix Thistlebane
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
"Fnord?"
*KERPOW!*
"Aaaaauuuuugggggghhhhhh!"
"Oh my god, what do we do?!"
"Go get Buffy!"
"Right!"
*CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP*
"Wrong! Buffy's not here."
"Then go get Giles!"
"FNORD!!!!"
*KERBOOM!!*
"Okay!"
*CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP*
"Giles!"
*GASP, PANT*
"Willow! What on Earth?!"
"Cafeteria.... *gasp*.... trouble.... *weeze*....
Fnord!"
"Fnord?"
"KABOOM!"
"I, uh, see. Let's go."
*CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP*
"Giles! Great! Go kill it!"
"What?!"
"It! Kill! Do your watcher type duty!"
"Acutally, Cordelia, my duties as a Watcher do not
include killing--"
"FNORD!!!!!"
*KABAM!!!!"
"Then do your duty as a librarian!"
"A librarian certainly wouldn't--"
"WE DON'T CARE!! JUST KILL IT!!!!"
"I don't even know what IT is!"
"FNORD!!!"
"KRAKAKOOOM!!!!!!"
"Hey Fnord!"
*WOOSH! KERTHUNK!*
"FNORD?"
"Xander, that was one of my more valuable tomes--"
"FNORD!!!!!"
"Yeah, well I think it just REALLY pissed it off."
*BOMPF!!"
"Maybe we should taunt it."
"What?!"
"Well, when we pissed it off, the power of it's attack
decreaced."
"Good observation Willow!"
"HEY KNOBBY NOSE! YOU MOTHER WAS A HAMSTER!"
"YEAH, AND SHE HAS TERRIBLE TASTE IN CLOTHES!"
"FFFFNNNNOOOORRRRDDDDD!"
*KABOOM, CRASH, TINKLE, WHAM, BOOM*
"Okay, so maybe that wasn't what happened."
"It must have something to do with the dice."
"Now is not the time to think about board games,
Will."
"I'm not. Xander, you remember when we used to play
those role playing games?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, he's holding three six sided dice, and
everytime he rolls them, something blows up."
"So?"
"So obviously, this guy was playing a role playing
game and turned into a demonic character!"
"Oh!.... So what does that tell us?"
"THAT WE NEED TO GET THE DICE AWAY FROM HIM!!!!"
"Oh. Oh yeah! Hey, maybe I can get him to throw them
at me! YO, FNORD! YOU'RE NOT SO TOUGH! C'MON, GIMME
YOUR BEST SHOT!"
*RATTLE, RATTLE*
"FNORD!!!!"
*KIBOOOOOOM!"
"Ack!"
"Xander!"
"Okay, taunting the monster is definitely NOT a good
idea! Now what?!"
"Let's attack it!"
"What?!"
"Well, if we attack it, it can't blow us up, because
if it did, it would just blow itself up. So we
should, like, try and get as close to it as we
possibly can, right?"
"Cordy, that was amazing!"
"Really? Wow, I just came up with a plan!"
"And you can congratulate yourself later. Let's get
it!"
"Hollenzolleren!"
"What?"
"Sorry, I've just always wanted to use that as a war
cry."
"Right. Whatever."
"FNORD!"
"Look out, it's gonna roll!"
*RATTLE RATTLE*
"HIT THE DECK!"
"Aw, fnord."
*POP*
"Pop?"
"Hey, where'd it go?"
"It just.... disappeared. Extraordinary."
"Hey, look at the dice."
"Hmm. Six.... six... six. The number of the beast.
It must have been called back to it's master."
"Oh."
"Right. Well, now that that disaster has been
averted, I can get back to my books.... Where's the
one that Mr. Harris so recklessly hurled at the
thing?"
"I think it disappeared when the monster did."
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
*THUNK*
"Giles?"
The End
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
=====
Casix Thistlebane
Exhalted Archivist of all things Ficapaloozian
http://www.angelfire.com/yt/ficapalooza/
"There are no happy endings, because nothing ever ends."
--Schmendrick the Magician
will they ever be. I'm not making any money off of
this.
Additional disclaimer: The word "FNORD" belongs to
Steve Jackson Games Incorporated and the Illuminati
(who don't REALLY exist, but better give them credit
anyway ... just in case.)
Author's note: Another soundcheck story
Additional author's note: This story was inspired by
the oft deranged (no offence meant) Dalton Spence.
Blame him. ;D
Additional additional note: There will be no more
notes or disclaimers, you can finally get to the story
now.
"FNORD!!"
by Casix Thistlebane
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
"Fnord?"
*KERPOW!*
"Aaaaauuuuugggggghhhhhh!"
"Oh my god, what do we do?!"
"Go get Buffy!"
"Right!"
*CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP*
"Wrong! Buffy's not here."
"Then go get Giles!"
"FNORD!!!!"
*KERBOOM!!*
"Okay!"
*CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP*
"Giles!"
*GASP, PANT*
"Willow! What on Earth?!"
"Cafeteria.... *gasp*.... trouble.... *weeze*....
Fnord!"
"Fnord?"
"KABOOM!"
"I, uh, see. Let's go."
*CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP*
"Giles! Great! Go kill it!"
"What?!"
"It! Kill! Do your watcher type duty!"
"Acutally, Cordelia, my duties as a Watcher do not
include killing--"
"FNORD!!!!!"
*KABAM!!!!"
"Then do your duty as a librarian!"
"A librarian certainly wouldn't--"
"WE DON'T CARE!! JUST KILL IT!!!!"
"I don't even know what IT is!"
"FNORD!!!"
"KRAKAKOOOM!!!!!!"
"Hey Fnord!"
*WOOSH! KERTHUNK!*
"FNORD?"
"Xander, that was one of my more valuable tomes--"
"FNORD!!!!!"
"Yeah, well I think it just REALLY pissed it off."
*BOMPF!!"
"Maybe we should taunt it."
"What?!"
"Well, when we pissed it off, the power of it's attack
decreaced."
"Good observation Willow!"
"HEY KNOBBY NOSE! YOU MOTHER WAS A HAMSTER!"
"YEAH, AND SHE HAS TERRIBLE TASTE IN CLOTHES!"
"FFFFNNNNOOOORRRRDDDDD!"
*KABOOM, CRASH, TINKLE, WHAM, BOOM*
"Okay, so maybe that wasn't what happened."
"It must have something to do with the dice."
"Now is not the time to think about board games,
Will."
"I'm not. Xander, you remember when we used to play
those role playing games?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, he's holding three six sided dice, and
everytime he rolls them, something blows up."
"So?"
"So obviously, this guy was playing a role playing
game and turned into a demonic character!"
"Oh!.... So what does that tell us?"
"THAT WE NEED TO GET THE DICE AWAY FROM HIM!!!!"
"Oh. Oh yeah! Hey, maybe I can get him to throw them
at me! YO, FNORD! YOU'RE NOT SO TOUGH! C'MON, GIMME
YOUR BEST SHOT!"
*RATTLE, RATTLE*
"FNORD!!!!"
*KIBOOOOOOM!"
"Ack!"
"Xander!"
"Okay, taunting the monster is definitely NOT a good
idea! Now what?!"
"Let's attack it!"
"What?!"
"Well, if we attack it, it can't blow us up, because
if it did, it would just blow itself up. So we
should, like, try and get as close to it as we
possibly can, right?"
"Cordy, that was amazing!"
"Really? Wow, I just came up with a plan!"
"And you can congratulate yourself later. Let's get
it!"
"Hollenzolleren!"
"What?"
"Sorry, I've just always wanted to use that as a war
cry."
"Right. Whatever."
"FNORD!"
"Look out, it's gonna roll!"
*RATTLE RATTLE*
"HIT THE DECK!"
"Aw, fnord."
*POP*
"Pop?"
"Hey, where'd it go?"
"It just.... disappeared. Extraordinary."
"Hey, look at the dice."
"Hmm. Six.... six... six. The number of the beast.
It must have been called back to it's master."
"Oh."
"Right. Well, now that that disaster has been
averted, I can get back to my books.... Where's the
one that Mr. Harris so recklessly hurled at the
thing?"
"I think it disappeared when the monster did."
"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
*THUNK*
"Giles?"
The End
/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\
=====
Casix Thistlebane
Exhalted Archivist of all things Ficapaloozian
http://www.angelfire.com/yt/ficapalooza/
"There are no happy endings, because nothing ever ends."
--Schmendrick the Magician