Chp 1: Enter Tora
Cryogenic Lab, 2000
"Come on, Seymour, Phil's not here." Yancey Sr. dragged the dog from the room, followed by his wife and son, who threw his empty soda can onto the floor. Tora, who had been busy looking around at the frozen bodies, finally came to the tube Seymour had been scratching at. He was wearing a blue jacket, sandy jeans, and an orange and white cap. He looked into the tube and gagged, surprised at seeing his friend Fry.
"Uh, you guys, he's right…" as he stepped forwards, he slipped on the can and went flying into an empty pod, which was set for the year 3003. "I'm screwed."
(Theme Song Plays)
Cryogenic Labs, 3003
Tora stumbled forward and stretched out his thawing bones. "That was interesting."
The nearby door slid open and a man stepped. In an ominous voice, he said, "Welcome to the world of tomorrow!"
"That line sounds so corny no matter what period you're from."
"Thank you!" another guy said, walking into the room. "He says that every time someone thaws out."
"So, I'm guessing it's the year 3003?" Tora said , zipping up his jacket. "This place seems to be even crappier than before."
"We've been having sewage problems." the second guy replied. He led Tora to the entrance. Once outside, the defrosted twenty year old got his first look of the future. Hover cars filled the air, Suicide Booths were all around, and there were people actually wearing black bars. The lab worker called up a cab. "This cab will take you to the address of our last Career Placer. He quit when his girlfriend was defrosted."
"Who should I ask for?"
"Phillip Fry."
An evil smile came onto Tora's face. "Thanks a lot." he got into the cab. As it took of, he asked the driver, "Before we go, can you take me some where I can get a weapon for free?" he stopped in front of the Salvation Army. "Thanks."
Next: An Old Friend
Cryogenic Lab, 2000
"Come on, Seymour, Phil's not here." Yancey Sr. dragged the dog from the room, followed by his wife and son, who threw his empty soda can onto the floor. Tora, who had been busy looking around at the frozen bodies, finally came to the tube Seymour had been scratching at. He was wearing a blue jacket, sandy jeans, and an orange and white cap. He looked into the tube and gagged, surprised at seeing his friend Fry.
"Uh, you guys, he's right…" as he stepped forwards, he slipped on the can and went flying into an empty pod, which was set for the year 3003. "I'm screwed."
(Theme Song Plays)
Cryogenic Labs, 3003
Tora stumbled forward and stretched out his thawing bones. "That was interesting."
The nearby door slid open and a man stepped. In an ominous voice, he said, "Welcome to the world of tomorrow!"
"That line sounds so corny no matter what period you're from."
"Thank you!" another guy said, walking into the room. "He says that every time someone thaws out."
"So, I'm guessing it's the year 3003?" Tora said , zipping up his jacket. "This place seems to be even crappier than before."
"We've been having sewage problems." the second guy replied. He led Tora to the entrance. Once outside, the defrosted twenty year old got his first look of the future. Hover cars filled the air, Suicide Booths were all around, and there were people actually wearing black bars. The lab worker called up a cab. "This cab will take you to the address of our last Career Placer. He quit when his girlfriend was defrosted."
"Who should I ask for?"
"Phillip Fry."
An evil smile came onto Tora's face. "Thanks a lot." he got into the cab. As it took of, he asked the driver, "Before we go, can you take me some where I can get a weapon for free?" he stopped in front of the Salvation Army. "Thanks."
Next: An Old Friend