An Irken's Ransom
Chapter III : Ten PM
A/N: This chapter was written while listening to the song "White Rabbit" by Jefferson Airplane
That may explain some things.
Ten PM. The now ten of us arrived at Nick studios in Orlando. The names, just for reference are: Dither(a natural Irken), Invader Crim(an Irken), Spiffy(A human who thinks she's an Irken), Flame(Human)
Invader Riz(Irken), Invader Fydge(Irken), Zam(Irken),Chien(ISIR), and me(I think I've made myself clear).
Anyway, we found the doors were locked, so I used those...spider...leg...thingies to pick the lock. I got out my Taurus .38 (I'm REALLLLLLYYYY hoping they pay me for that) and started to look around. "Mphh Muppgh!" "What was That?!?" I said. Dither stated, "I think it came from that janitor's closet." Dither was a 'natural' Irken, in the fact that he didn't have a cold, unfeeling robot arm for parents. He had no ID pack, but he wasn't as vulnearable as many Irkens.
He wore an IZ shirt reading on the back, "But invaders blood runs through my veins like giant RADIOACTIVE RUBBER PANTS!! The pants command me. Do not ignore my veins.", plain denim pants, a browm, sleeveless trenchcoat, moccasins, and a 5' blue scarf. 5' antennae that curl at 3' and are bent at 2'. Blue eyes, through the result of a genetic defect.
I said, "Chien, will you please check it out? Please??" Chein was not a....regular SIR unit. She was one of the only fully functional Independant SIR (ISIR) uints. That is, a SIR unit that doesn't need a master or mistress. About the same size as GIR, although much, much more sane.
(A/N: see the review for a more detailed description.)
"Okay.." "Thank you."
She opened the door..............................................................................
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What a cliffhanger ending to a chapter.
Chapter III : Ten PM
A/N: This chapter was written while listening to the song "White Rabbit" by Jefferson Airplane
That may explain some things.
Ten PM. The now ten of us arrived at Nick studios in Orlando. The names, just for reference are: Dither(a natural Irken), Invader Crim(an Irken), Spiffy(A human who thinks she's an Irken), Flame(Human)
Invader Riz(Irken), Invader Fydge(Irken), Zam(Irken),Chien(ISIR), and me(I think I've made myself clear).
Anyway, we found the doors were locked, so I used those...spider...leg...thingies to pick the lock. I got out my Taurus .38 (I'm REALLLLLLYYYY hoping they pay me for that) and started to look around. "Mphh Muppgh!" "What was That?!?" I said. Dither stated, "I think it came from that janitor's closet." Dither was a 'natural' Irken, in the fact that he didn't have a cold, unfeeling robot arm for parents. He had no ID pack, but he wasn't as vulnearable as many Irkens.
He wore an IZ shirt reading on the back, "But invaders blood runs through my veins like giant RADIOACTIVE RUBBER PANTS!! The pants command me. Do not ignore my veins.", plain denim pants, a browm, sleeveless trenchcoat, moccasins, and a 5' blue scarf. 5' antennae that curl at 3' and are bent at 2'. Blue eyes, through the result of a genetic defect.
I said, "Chien, will you please check it out? Please??" Chein was not a....regular SIR unit. She was one of the only fully functional Independant SIR (ISIR) uints. That is, a SIR unit that doesn't need a master or mistress. About the same size as GIR, although much, much more sane.
(A/N: see the review for a more detailed description.)
"Okay.." "Thank you."
She opened the door..............................................................................
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What a cliffhanger ending to a chapter.