Hey. I'm back. I actually focused my time on writting Diablo 2 stories but nobody reviews you much over there. I know I'll get reviews over here and perhaps I should write more mummy fiction! I still got that cat story, huh? You probably forgot about that one. Plus I got that strange poetry story, "Land of the Living." And there are two more strange ideas forming in my head for mummy stories. So I guess you can say I converted back to the Mummy side!
Oh yes! Time to celebrate! I've got over a HUNDRED reviews! I'll have to do a little memorial for those who reviewed consistently. (You know who you are.)
So no more postponing! Here is the next two chapters! I had a touch of Writer's Block for a while. Terrible disease that is.
: )
Chapter 25: Two parallel lines
So the mummified guards who had really stinky breath, were fighting Rick by orders of Imhotep. Since Rick wasn't very good with swords he was having trouble. Fortunately, the guards were 3000 years behind in practice and they were a little rusty, or should I say dusty, on their fighting skills. Rick ran away, but the mummy's ran after him. They cornered him and one tapped him on the shoulder saying, "You're it!"
Rick looked at him strangely. Imhotep yelled from the sidelines, "You're not playing tag! You are killing him!"
"We are?" The guards asked stopping to scratch there heads just in time for Rick to get away.
"Kill him!" Imhotep was yelling.
"Then who's gonna be it?"
"Arg!" Imhotep growled like a pirate. "Just kill him already! You'll have plenty of time to play tag later!"
Rick tapped the mummy on the shoulder and ran away saying "You're it now!"
The mummy yelled aggravated and they all chased him.
They chased him all over Hamanatra. Through the halls and over the bridges. (To grandmothers house?) The mummies chased them through the library and Rick accidentally knocked down a shelf full of books therefore blocking the mummies path for a minute. Then they got back to the chase through the museum and through the bar, after getting a drink first. Then through the gift shop accidentally breaking priceless antiques.
"You buy what you break!" The mummies yelled after Rick, but he was too busy practicing for the marathon.
Then somehow Rick ended up chasing the mummies through the halls and over bridges. They stopped confused and said, "Weren't we chasing you before?"
"Yes you were." Rick answered.
"Then how come you're chasing us now?"
"I don't know. If you'll give me a head start, I'll run ahead and we can get back on track."
"Yeah." The mummies agreed. "It wouldn't please Imhotep if he knew we messed up this chasing business."
"But aren't we supposed to kill him like Imhotep said?" One of the mummy guards said who had a very good memory.
"Oh yeah. That's right." The other's said who must have had worse memories, but they still remembered at least!
By that time Rick had already had a long enough head start and they started the chase once more.
Meanwhile Evelyn was busy getting choked by Anck who was still complaining about Imhotep.
"Men are so incompetent sometimes. I expected to get resurrected a long time ago!"
Evelyn who couldn't talk very well and was using all her strength to keep the dagger in Anck's hand away from her throat, managed to gurgle "I understand your pain."
After running down the stairs with the mummy guards right behind him, Rick supposably "tripped" and fell to the bottom of the stairs.
The mummies stopped and watched in astonishment as Rick did a somersault in the air, a couple of twirls, and a flip. The guard Mummies clapped in approval and some held up signs with the number 10 on them. It looked as if Rick was about to land gracefully on his feet when suddenly he ended up on his back instead.
"Encore!" One of the mummies yelled and they all ran to the bottom of the stairs with swords in their hands. Rick lay at the bottom and one word was heard coming from his lips. It was the word, "Ouch!"
"Kill him!" Imhotep repeated and walked over to Jon who was still stumbling over the passage.
Imhotep reached to where Jon was huddled reading the inscription on the book. When Jon saw him he got scared and forgot his place and started over again. Imhotep reached out for his neck and suddenly Jon said, "Look over there!" pointing to nothing in particular.
"What?" Imhotep said only seeing a bunch of rats.
"Kill the one with the stinky breath!" A mummy guard said.
"But we have stinky breath too." Another mummy objected.
"Oh not that again!" The lead guard said. "Let's just kill this guy and then ask Imhotep for a toothbrush."
" W . . . X . . . Y . . . and . . . " Jon continued. Unfortunately Jon didn't know the last letter of the alphabet.
"I can't make out this last letter!"
Evelyn somehow loosened Anck's grip on her throat and yelled.
"What does it look like?"
"It looks like two parallel lines! Two parallel lines connected by a diagonal line at opposite corners."
"What is this geometry?" Evelyn thought and then remembered back to her grammar school.
"Zee!" She yelled, but just then Anck tightened her grip on Evelyn's throat and Evelyn could say no more.
"Oh that's right!" Jon realized. ". . . W, X, Y and Z"
Imhotep did not understand that Jon had just read the inscription and looked at him confused. "What did you say?"
"I just said my ABC's." Jon answered. Still scared he continued in a squeaky voice, "Next time won't you sing with me?"
Oh yes! Time to celebrate! I've got over a HUNDRED reviews! I'll have to do a little memorial for those who reviewed consistently. (You know who you are.)
So no more postponing! Here is the next two chapters! I had a touch of Writer's Block for a while. Terrible disease that is.
: )
Chapter 25: Two parallel lines
So the mummified guards who had really stinky breath, were fighting Rick by orders of Imhotep. Since Rick wasn't very good with swords he was having trouble. Fortunately, the guards were 3000 years behind in practice and they were a little rusty, or should I say dusty, on their fighting skills. Rick ran away, but the mummy's ran after him. They cornered him and one tapped him on the shoulder saying, "You're it!"
Rick looked at him strangely. Imhotep yelled from the sidelines, "You're not playing tag! You are killing him!"
"We are?" The guards asked stopping to scratch there heads just in time for Rick to get away.
"Kill him!" Imhotep was yelling.
"Then who's gonna be it?"
"Arg!" Imhotep growled like a pirate. "Just kill him already! You'll have plenty of time to play tag later!"
Rick tapped the mummy on the shoulder and ran away saying "You're it now!"
The mummy yelled aggravated and they all chased him.
They chased him all over Hamanatra. Through the halls and over the bridges. (To grandmothers house?) The mummies chased them through the library and Rick accidentally knocked down a shelf full of books therefore blocking the mummies path for a minute. Then they got back to the chase through the museum and through the bar, after getting a drink first. Then through the gift shop accidentally breaking priceless antiques.
"You buy what you break!" The mummies yelled after Rick, but he was too busy practicing for the marathon.
Then somehow Rick ended up chasing the mummies through the halls and over bridges. They stopped confused and said, "Weren't we chasing you before?"
"Yes you were." Rick answered.
"Then how come you're chasing us now?"
"I don't know. If you'll give me a head start, I'll run ahead and we can get back on track."
"Yeah." The mummies agreed. "It wouldn't please Imhotep if he knew we messed up this chasing business."
"But aren't we supposed to kill him like Imhotep said?" One of the mummy guards said who had a very good memory.
"Oh yeah. That's right." The other's said who must have had worse memories, but they still remembered at least!
By that time Rick had already had a long enough head start and they started the chase once more.
Meanwhile Evelyn was busy getting choked by Anck who was still complaining about Imhotep.
"Men are so incompetent sometimes. I expected to get resurrected a long time ago!"
Evelyn who couldn't talk very well and was using all her strength to keep the dagger in Anck's hand away from her throat, managed to gurgle "I understand your pain."
After running down the stairs with the mummy guards right behind him, Rick supposably "tripped" and fell to the bottom of the stairs.
The mummies stopped and watched in astonishment as Rick did a somersault in the air, a couple of twirls, and a flip. The guard Mummies clapped in approval and some held up signs with the number 10 on them. It looked as if Rick was about to land gracefully on his feet when suddenly he ended up on his back instead.
"Encore!" One of the mummies yelled and they all ran to the bottom of the stairs with swords in their hands. Rick lay at the bottom and one word was heard coming from his lips. It was the word, "Ouch!"
"Kill him!" Imhotep repeated and walked over to Jon who was still stumbling over the passage.
Imhotep reached to where Jon was huddled reading the inscription on the book. When Jon saw him he got scared and forgot his place and started over again. Imhotep reached out for his neck and suddenly Jon said, "Look over there!" pointing to nothing in particular.
"What?" Imhotep said only seeing a bunch of rats.
"Kill the one with the stinky breath!" A mummy guard said.
"But we have stinky breath too." Another mummy objected.
"Oh not that again!" The lead guard said. "Let's just kill this guy and then ask Imhotep for a toothbrush."
" W . . . X . . . Y . . . and . . . " Jon continued. Unfortunately Jon didn't know the last letter of the alphabet.
"I can't make out this last letter!"
Evelyn somehow loosened Anck's grip on her throat and yelled.
"What does it look like?"
"It looks like two parallel lines! Two parallel lines connected by a diagonal line at opposite corners."
"What is this geometry?" Evelyn thought and then remembered back to her grammar school.
"Zee!" She yelled, but just then Anck tightened her grip on Evelyn's throat and Evelyn could say no more.
"Oh that's right!" Jon realized. ". . . W, X, Y and Z"
Imhotep did not understand that Jon had just read the inscription and looked at him confused. "What did you say?"
"I just said my ABC's." Jon answered. Still scared he continued in a squeaky voice, "Next time won't you sing with me?"