A/N. at this point in time, I, as a writer (albeit a bad one at that) begin
to wonder whether or not I should continue. only two KIND and LOVING people
have reviewed. Then I think, what if only two people are reading this piece
of rubbish? Huh. you know, this seemed like a very funny piece of writing
when I wrote it all those years ago. maybe that's just me, but if you do
happen to be reading or beginning to read this, enjoy and review, and I'll
think about making these author's gibberish bits a li'l shorter. haha.
IN THE EYES OF A GRAY
Greetings fellow earthbeings-
-they're not your fellows father.
OW! Don't it me child! It is painful and will cause me to be cumbersome for a few days!
-Father Gray you are always cumbersome... and they are not earth beings!
This is my transcript and I will call them what I will! Now I will proceed to begin my transcript again.
Greetings, EARTHLINGS, as you may or may not know I am Prime 388, and it is my mission to keep FBI Agents Mulder and Scully convinced that extra terrestrials or EBE's exist. These subsequent transcripts are the reports of each of our missions. And the annoying child gray is my daughter gray.
Alright how was that, d-gray?
-Father, extra terrestrials are called ET's, EBE's are extra terrestrial-
That's what I said, d-gray!
-No! Father, Extra terrestrial Biological Entities!
fine, I'll just start again!
Greetings, symbiotic earthlings with whom we share this world of abundant Shregon resources-
-FATHER! THEY DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE SHREGON RESOURCES!!!
Oh dear...
-Start again father!!
Greetings, earthlings, as you know I am Prime 388, my partner is Prime 387, she is a female of our species and our mission is to keep FBI Agents Mulder and Scully believing that extra terrestrials exist. So far we have we have been struck with a series of bad muck, as I think it is refered to. What follows is a report of the events, which take place on each mission. This is my third mission.
Was that better, d-gray?
-No.
Why did you not stop me then?
-I was too embarrassed Father Gray.
Good.
-No it's not.
Be quiet then, and don't speak until you are spoken to.
-hm!
Whatever D-gray.
-Father tell be a bedtime story.
My mission report is NOT a BEDTIME story!!!
-Just tell me a story then!
It's my mission report!!!
-Okay Father...
*clearing throat* The mission that Prime 387 and I had planned was going to be perfect. It would reveal to Agents Mulder and Scully, our existence and would therefore 'tin' the plan of the colonists which was keeping the knowledge of all our existences under 'diapers', as you humans put it.
Our plan was simple, we would pose as a human couple, write to the FBI headquarters and request for assistance in our wild beast problem.
Needless to say, our plan failed.
The FBI did not respond. They sent the wild beast division of the zoo to our 'resident' and they proceeded to 'hunt' our wild beast.
Unfortunately we had no real "beast" as the gene vat could not create one in time. The costume division however had come up with a costume.
As I did not know that the Wild beast division of the zoo had arrived, I had progressed to dress in the suit of the wild beast. As soon as I heard the front door of our 'hocus' resident close, I yelled just as I thought a wild beast would yell.
All at once the back door of the house screamed open! I noticed that our FBI Agents were not Mulder or Scully and that they were dressed as members of the wild beast division. As soon as they saw me they began to charge.
As an afterthought I am brainally enlightened to the fact that they had no weapons that I could see. However my sweat glands were working overtime and therefor the suit was drenched in water and sticking to me. In 'long', I looked like a starved yeti.
To continue the report. I ran and ran into the forest, but I am a gray.
Being so, causes me to be about half the height of an earthling, and it also allows the well built humans to gain relentlessly on me.
At 'later', I was cornered. I had been resolved for some time to reveal to these men my true form in hope that they could release me. Also by this time my suit was smelling discomforting and I suspected that wild projectile vomiting would not cause these men to handle me with care.
I sat on the knoll, where I was cornered and began to remove the headpiece of my suit.
It would not come off!!!
I pulled and pulled at the head piece, yet it would not and could not be removed. In my seeming moment of off-balance-ness they grabbed hold of my spindly and seemingly underfed arm and leg appendages, and proceeded to carry me into their panel van.
This caused me to be put on exibit in the local zoo. Prime 387 and d-gray came to visit me often in the two weeks that I had been at the zoo. FBI Agents also did some 'ovals' to see me. Agents Mulder and Scully also came to visit me. However, Agent Mulder thought I was the evil Cigarette smoking Yeti from under his bed, so he threw a stapler at me.
fortunately and unfortunately his stray stapler hit me in the head and caused my wild beast suit to fall off. The unfortunate thing, however, was that the water that had been collecting in the suit had caused my sleek gray skin to go melty- as humans put it. So again in 'side' I looked like a new born bird spawn which had no beak.
Also unfortunately all the patrons as the zoo who were watching the exhibit thought I was a moulting wild beast.
If Agent Mulder was watching he would have known exactly what I am. However, also unfortunately he had run away after he had thrown the stapler in fear that if he angered the cigarette smoking beast under his bed Agent Spendor might end up naked in it. His bed I mean. Again.
However as soon as the the zoo personel had entered my den to retrieve my 'pelt' I grabbed it and run through the closed gate.
This luckily caused the civilians present at the zoo to run around in fear. I paused for a while to watch them run around in intricate circles, which would do a crop circle credit.
After taking some notes I began to run out of the zoo with the 'pelt' under my arm, which had by this time returned to it's sleek grey colour and texture.
Outside was parked our disguised ship, which was and is still a blimp. I was admitted entrance on the condition that I be subjected to a series of degrading tests and examinations.
I did not particularly want to reside with the humans for a long time.
END OF EPISODE THREE
A/N. well, to the end again. it's early in the morning and I gotsta get to my beloved school (can you smell the effluent of sarcasm?) so I'll make this short. PLEASE REVIEW, you'll make my day. hell, don't even stop at one review, go crazy!! You can even tell me how inferior my intellect is compared to a 5 year old!! Or, how, if I were a fish, I would undoubtedly drown in water. and if I were a male shark- I'll leave it there. but heed the information above and please review. thanks.
-kenobi.
IN THE EYES OF A GRAY
Greetings fellow earthbeings-
-they're not your fellows father.
OW! Don't it me child! It is painful and will cause me to be cumbersome for a few days!
-Father Gray you are always cumbersome... and they are not earth beings!
This is my transcript and I will call them what I will! Now I will proceed to begin my transcript again.
Greetings, EARTHLINGS, as you may or may not know I am Prime 388, and it is my mission to keep FBI Agents Mulder and Scully convinced that extra terrestrials or EBE's exist. These subsequent transcripts are the reports of each of our missions. And the annoying child gray is my daughter gray.
Alright how was that, d-gray?
-Father, extra terrestrials are called ET's, EBE's are extra terrestrial-
That's what I said, d-gray!
-No! Father, Extra terrestrial Biological Entities!
fine, I'll just start again!
Greetings, symbiotic earthlings with whom we share this world of abundant Shregon resources-
-FATHER! THEY DON'T KNOW ABOUT THE SHREGON RESOURCES!!!
Oh dear...
-Start again father!!
Greetings, earthlings, as you know I am Prime 388, my partner is Prime 387, she is a female of our species and our mission is to keep FBI Agents Mulder and Scully believing that extra terrestrials exist. So far we have we have been struck with a series of bad muck, as I think it is refered to. What follows is a report of the events, which take place on each mission. This is my third mission.
Was that better, d-gray?
-No.
Why did you not stop me then?
-I was too embarrassed Father Gray.
Good.
-No it's not.
Be quiet then, and don't speak until you are spoken to.
-hm!
Whatever D-gray.
-Father tell be a bedtime story.
My mission report is NOT a BEDTIME story!!!
-Just tell me a story then!
It's my mission report!!!
-Okay Father...
*clearing throat* The mission that Prime 387 and I had planned was going to be perfect. It would reveal to Agents Mulder and Scully, our existence and would therefore 'tin' the plan of the colonists which was keeping the knowledge of all our existences under 'diapers', as you humans put it.
Our plan was simple, we would pose as a human couple, write to the FBI headquarters and request for assistance in our wild beast problem.
Needless to say, our plan failed.
The FBI did not respond. They sent the wild beast division of the zoo to our 'resident' and they proceeded to 'hunt' our wild beast.
Unfortunately we had no real "beast" as the gene vat could not create one in time. The costume division however had come up with a costume.
As I did not know that the Wild beast division of the zoo had arrived, I had progressed to dress in the suit of the wild beast. As soon as I heard the front door of our 'hocus' resident close, I yelled just as I thought a wild beast would yell.
All at once the back door of the house screamed open! I noticed that our FBI Agents were not Mulder or Scully and that they were dressed as members of the wild beast division. As soon as they saw me they began to charge.
As an afterthought I am brainally enlightened to the fact that they had no weapons that I could see. However my sweat glands were working overtime and therefor the suit was drenched in water and sticking to me. In 'long', I looked like a starved yeti.
To continue the report. I ran and ran into the forest, but I am a gray.
Being so, causes me to be about half the height of an earthling, and it also allows the well built humans to gain relentlessly on me.
At 'later', I was cornered. I had been resolved for some time to reveal to these men my true form in hope that they could release me. Also by this time my suit was smelling discomforting and I suspected that wild projectile vomiting would not cause these men to handle me with care.
I sat on the knoll, where I was cornered and began to remove the headpiece of my suit.
It would not come off!!!
I pulled and pulled at the head piece, yet it would not and could not be removed. In my seeming moment of off-balance-ness they grabbed hold of my spindly and seemingly underfed arm and leg appendages, and proceeded to carry me into their panel van.
This caused me to be put on exibit in the local zoo. Prime 387 and d-gray came to visit me often in the two weeks that I had been at the zoo. FBI Agents also did some 'ovals' to see me. Agents Mulder and Scully also came to visit me. However, Agent Mulder thought I was the evil Cigarette smoking Yeti from under his bed, so he threw a stapler at me.
fortunately and unfortunately his stray stapler hit me in the head and caused my wild beast suit to fall off. The unfortunate thing, however, was that the water that had been collecting in the suit had caused my sleek gray skin to go melty- as humans put it. So again in 'side' I looked like a new born bird spawn which had no beak.
Also unfortunately all the patrons as the zoo who were watching the exhibit thought I was a moulting wild beast.
If Agent Mulder was watching he would have known exactly what I am. However, also unfortunately he had run away after he had thrown the stapler in fear that if he angered the cigarette smoking beast under his bed Agent Spendor might end up naked in it. His bed I mean. Again.
However as soon as the the zoo personel had entered my den to retrieve my 'pelt' I grabbed it and run through the closed gate.
This luckily caused the civilians present at the zoo to run around in fear. I paused for a while to watch them run around in intricate circles, which would do a crop circle credit.
After taking some notes I began to run out of the zoo with the 'pelt' under my arm, which had by this time returned to it's sleek grey colour and texture.
Outside was parked our disguised ship, which was and is still a blimp. I was admitted entrance on the condition that I be subjected to a series of degrading tests and examinations.
I did not particularly want to reside with the humans for a long time.
END OF EPISODE THREE
A/N. well, to the end again. it's early in the morning and I gotsta get to my beloved school (can you smell the effluent of sarcasm?) so I'll make this short. PLEASE REVIEW, you'll make my day. hell, don't even stop at one review, go crazy!! You can even tell me how inferior my intellect is compared to a 5 year old!! Or, how, if I were a fish, I would undoubtedly drown in water. and if I were a male shark- I'll leave it there. but heed the information above and please review. thanks.
-kenobi.