Yes, I'm alive, it's a miracle.
Isaac: ::in sparkly green:: She has good reasons for being dead for so long, she promises.
But I'm too lazy to explain those reasons, so if you're really curious you can e-mail me at akiko_date@juno.com Isaac: ::in orange-smelling pink:: And she'll reply as soon as she possibly can. Well, enjoy.
ATTACK OF THE KILLER SHRIMP OF DOOM!!!
Chapter 8: Dun dun dun!
They got up to the deck, Isaac in front. Unfortunately the wind was blowing the wrong way for a dramatic entrance, so Isaac's scarf flew right up in his face. He threw it over his shoulder, where it was pinned to the back of his head and blew over his hair like a banner. Garet snickered and muttered something to Ivan, who grinned evilly.
The moon was shining down on the deck and glittering off of the ocean. All appeared to be calm and still. Nothing was out of place at any rate. But they still weren't moving, and the ship had dropped into the ocean, the wings still spread out.
"Careful, friends, there could be evil afoot," Isaac warned them, drawing his sword.
"All right! I was getting bored!" Jenna swung her staff through the air, nearly decapitating poor Sheba.
"I'll go check the Black Orb," Picard volenteered. He didn't particularly want to be out in the open when the inevitable attack of the shrimp occured.
"You do that, Lemuria boy! We'll hold down the home fort, yo," Felix drew his own sword despite the calm silence only broken by the waves agains the side of the ship.
"Shut up, Felix," Jenna hit him with her staff.
"Ow! Why you-"
Picard hurried and shut the door, but judging by the muffled shouting and thwacking noises, he assumed that Felix had said another one of those words again.
The Black Orb room was dark. Which was odd in itself, the entire place was supposed to be glowing with psynergy. Picard felt his way over to the pedastle where the Black Orb rested.
He felt the top of the pedastle. It was smooth and cold, but only the depression where the Black Orb normally rested was there.
The Orb was gone.
Picard ran out to the deck, to see Mia strangling Felix. He ignored that, waving his arms. "The Orb is gone! The Orb is gone!"
There was a long silent, in which Mia finally allowed Felix to drop to the deck. After breathing for a minute, the Venus Adept began speaking his mind.
"You ho! Why'd ya do that?!"
"So, the shrimp are smarter than we expected," Isaac sheathed his sword, very dramatic like.
"They're obviously smarter than you," Garet muttered. Ivan started laughing at that.
"This is serious!" Picard yelled. "How the heck are we going to get this ship moving without that Orb?!"
There was another long moment of silence, which was broken by Ivan.
"You guys are so stupid!" he wiped tears of mirth from his eyes. "Isaac has a freakin' Black Orb! We'll just use that one!"
"I...do, don't I," Isaac blinked, and pulled the Orb from his pouch of many things. Picard wondered for the millionth time how Isaac could possibly keep something as large as a Black Orb in such a small pouch, not to mention everything else he had. He still had the bone he had picked up in Vault, for crying out loud.
Picard reached for the Orb when there was a scream. A shrimp the size of a cocker spaniel jumped from behind a barrel, wrapped its feelers around the Orb and pulled it from Isaac's grasp. It hissed and scuttled across the deck, climbed onto the railing, and leapt into the ocean with a faint flash.
The Lemurian sat down and clutched his chest. Isaac blinked, hand still outheld.
Everyone stood around blinking for a long while.
"I summon Neried!" Mia lifted one hand, and in a rush of blue sparklies the turtle-riding priestess appeared, giant fan in hand.
"I was, like, sleeping," she announced, fanning herself despite the cool night breeze. "Like, what do you want?"
****
So, did you have fun?
Isaac: ::in split purple and yellow:: Please review and leave marker colors to make me feel special after my long absence. ^_^
...Moocher.
Isaac: ::in reddish-gold:: So?
Isaac: ::in sparkly green:: She has good reasons for being dead for so long, she promises.
But I'm too lazy to explain those reasons, so if you're really curious you can e-mail me at akiko_date@juno.com Isaac: ::in orange-smelling pink:: And she'll reply as soon as she possibly can. Well, enjoy.
ATTACK OF THE KILLER SHRIMP OF DOOM!!!
Chapter 8: Dun dun dun!
They got up to the deck, Isaac in front. Unfortunately the wind was blowing the wrong way for a dramatic entrance, so Isaac's scarf flew right up in his face. He threw it over his shoulder, where it was pinned to the back of his head and blew over his hair like a banner. Garet snickered and muttered something to Ivan, who grinned evilly.
The moon was shining down on the deck and glittering off of the ocean. All appeared to be calm and still. Nothing was out of place at any rate. But they still weren't moving, and the ship had dropped into the ocean, the wings still spread out.
"Careful, friends, there could be evil afoot," Isaac warned them, drawing his sword.
"All right! I was getting bored!" Jenna swung her staff through the air, nearly decapitating poor Sheba.
"I'll go check the Black Orb," Picard volenteered. He didn't particularly want to be out in the open when the inevitable attack of the shrimp occured.
"You do that, Lemuria boy! We'll hold down the home fort, yo," Felix drew his own sword despite the calm silence only broken by the waves agains the side of the ship.
"Shut up, Felix," Jenna hit him with her staff.
"Ow! Why you-"
Picard hurried and shut the door, but judging by the muffled shouting and thwacking noises, he assumed that Felix had said another one of those words again.
The Black Orb room was dark. Which was odd in itself, the entire place was supposed to be glowing with psynergy. Picard felt his way over to the pedastle where the Black Orb rested.
He felt the top of the pedastle. It was smooth and cold, but only the depression where the Black Orb normally rested was there.
The Orb was gone.
Picard ran out to the deck, to see Mia strangling Felix. He ignored that, waving his arms. "The Orb is gone! The Orb is gone!"
There was a long silent, in which Mia finally allowed Felix to drop to the deck. After breathing for a minute, the Venus Adept began speaking his mind.
"You ho! Why'd ya do that?!"
"So, the shrimp are smarter than we expected," Isaac sheathed his sword, very dramatic like.
"They're obviously smarter than you," Garet muttered. Ivan started laughing at that.
"This is serious!" Picard yelled. "How the heck are we going to get this ship moving without that Orb?!"
There was another long moment of silence, which was broken by Ivan.
"You guys are so stupid!" he wiped tears of mirth from his eyes. "Isaac has a freakin' Black Orb! We'll just use that one!"
"I...do, don't I," Isaac blinked, and pulled the Orb from his pouch of many things. Picard wondered for the millionth time how Isaac could possibly keep something as large as a Black Orb in such a small pouch, not to mention everything else he had. He still had the bone he had picked up in Vault, for crying out loud.
Picard reached for the Orb when there was a scream. A shrimp the size of a cocker spaniel jumped from behind a barrel, wrapped its feelers around the Orb and pulled it from Isaac's grasp. It hissed and scuttled across the deck, climbed onto the railing, and leapt into the ocean with a faint flash.
The Lemurian sat down and clutched his chest. Isaac blinked, hand still outheld.
Everyone stood around blinking for a long while.
"I summon Neried!" Mia lifted one hand, and in a rush of blue sparklies the turtle-riding priestess appeared, giant fan in hand.
"I was, like, sleeping," she announced, fanning herself despite the cool night breeze. "Like, what do you want?"
****
So, did you have fun?
Isaac: ::in split purple and yellow:: Please review and leave marker colors to make me feel special after my long absence. ^_^
...Moocher.
Isaac: ::in reddish-gold:: So?
