Hello there everyone. Sorry about that last chapter. This one has a big
section for Catalina.
Catalina: It's about time, too! (suddenly a large group of reviewers gags her and ties her up with stainless steel ropes)
Eika: Ouch
Catalina: .mmmmph
Eika: What? (takes off gag)
Catalina: Not ouch. About time.
Eika: .Anyway, I'm bad at writing about Catalina.
Clara: What she means is she's been planning this chapter for months without actually writing anything down.
Eika: So?
Catalina: So let's get started!
Eika: Right. ~*~ ~*~ It's night. Michimi and I are sitting next to a small smokeless campfire I made, at the top of the summit. I'm cooking some meat from a strange monster I found, which was completely black. It had four legs, a tail, and demanded a diamond. I discovered long ago monsters that request things have unusual flavors, and this one proved no different. Michimi just came back from throwing up in the bushes.
"Are you sure you don't want any? It's a bit spicy, but otherwise good." I ask, chewing on a leg.
"Kupo.. How (urp) can you (moan) eat that, kupo?"
"Like this," I reply, and take a big bite.
"I didn't even know gimme cats could be eaten, kupo."
"Mi trident kow tat, eiher."
"Kupo?"
I swallow. "I didn't know that, either."
"So how do you know it isn't poisonous, KUPO?!
"I don't. I'm just immune to all poisons."
"That's if you get attacked with them. Not if you eat them, kupo!"
"So I'll spend a few days moaning over some grass and coughing up digestive enzymes. No big deal."
"You're crazy, kupo!"
"Why else would I have been chosen for this mission?
"You never did explain your mission to me, kupo. Nothing about it."
"It's a long story. You wouldn't be interested."
"Yes I would, kupo! Tell it, please! Kupo!"
"Ok. But you have to promise not to interrupt."
"I promise, kupo!"
"It all started when." And so I begin to tell my tail; a strange tail but true. I tell about growing up with Uncle Kuja, and how I always knew I was being raised for some purpose. You see.
FLASHBACK!
I look up at my uncle Kuja. Clara's by my side. Uncle is talking. "You have been trained these last few years, to do a noble cause. Long ago, a custom was started on the mist continent. At the age of eleven every child is unwillingly fed some type of chemical. I do not know the exact name. It was always kept a secret from the younger children, and I know why. This chemical allows rulers, and future rulers, to read the minds of all who have ever eaten it. They can replace all original thoughts with their own, or give each person specific personalities. They make adults steal, live lives of crime. They make others, sometimes their good friends, into policemen, and have them arrest each other. Trust is nonexistent, privacy a fantasy. But no one knows about this because everyone it's happened to has been brainwashed, brainwashed into thinking the rulers thoughts are their own, that they like the things they'd otherwise choose not to do. One who managed to break free of this, who escaped when they were attempting to get it into him, brought me along with him. My older brother, as I was told to call him, raised me. He died after attempting to kill the rulers, but they had too many supporters. I tried my hand next, attempting to wipe out the adults of major cities. Eight heroes, one a child who had been convinced what the rulers are doing is ok, rose up and stopped me. And so, seven years ago I went into a major city and stole you two. Your parent's didn't like it, but I had no choice. I gave you names that actually suited you, and I'll teach you well. I've already started. I'm giving you harsh punishments for your age, in hopes that you'll be strengthened by them. The fate of a planet is in your hands. Will you be ready? I don't know, you don't know, all there is to do is hope." We nodded.
FLASHBACK ENDS
"Whoa. I never thought about that, kupo."
"That's because they never want anyone to think about it."
"But it's all wrong, kupo. Our great leaders would never do that."
"How do you know they aren't in your mind right now, listening in? Telling you to say that?"
"I just know, kupo. Sometimes you have to trust your instincts. You'd trust them, too if you'd give them a chance, kupo."
"Why should I give them a chance? How do you or I know that you weren't programmed to say that?"
"Because I trust my instincts, kupo."
"I trust mine, and they say to trust my uncle."
"Well, I won't believe it until I have proof, kupo."
"Why not? I think it's true."
"It's stupid to believe that without any evidence, kupo. That means you're stupid."
"Want me to shut you up again?"
"NO, KUPO!!!!!"
"So be quiet, keep your opinions to yourself, and let me finish eating."
". Fine, kupo."
I chew a slightly tougher part of the meat, struggling to chew the sinewy muscle on the ribs. It's really delicious, so I don't mind. I attempt to swallow and suddenly realize I can't. The muscle grew while in my mouth, and it's cutting off my air! "FRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMGHDUIFHSDFHDGCUCRBFDYUTGDBVRWHVBRWVNERNDKBVGDHKWBKFHVGRHJU HVKKJVKNKSHFSKJHJKXNDBHVKHVKAJGJHBVBKVKHJKBNVFKDVNDKJHVDBGKJDFHVNBVSNVFNVDFJ NDKBFSDHFRDFBRHBVNDJVHKVJDFNDZXCNBNJNVJSNKDJNBBTLKNJKJGDKGJDD-OOOPH!!!!!!" I scream, trying to get it out of my air pipe, and only succeeding when Michimi body slams my back. I rush to the bushes to be sick.
"I warned you, kupo!"
~*~ ~*~ DONE!!! This was fun, and Catalina got the spotlight, but I'm finally done!
Clara: Her last chappy for a while!
Eika:. I think I'll leave.
Catalina: She got a d on her Social Studies Progress report and isn't allowed on the com. for a while.
Clara: So. see ya later!
Catalina: It's about time, too! (suddenly a large group of reviewers gags her and ties her up with stainless steel ropes)
Eika: Ouch
Catalina: .mmmmph
Eika: What? (takes off gag)
Catalina: Not ouch. About time.
Eika: .Anyway, I'm bad at writing about Catalina.
Clara: What she means is she's been planning this chapter for months without actually writing anything down.
Eika: So?
Catalina: So let's get started!
Eika: Right. ~*~ ~*~ It's night. Michimi and I are sitting next to a small smokeless campfire I made, at the top of the summit. I'm cooking some meat from a strange monster I found, which was completely black. It had four legs, a tail, and demanded a diamond. I discovered long ago monsters that request things have unusual flavors, and this one proved no different. Michimi just came back from throwing up in the bushes.
"Are you sure you don't want any? It's a bit spicy, but otherwise good." I ask, chewing on a leg.
"Kupo.. How (urp) can you (moan) eat that, kupo?"
"Like this," I reply, and take a big bite.
"I didn't even know gimme cats could be eaten, kupo."
"Mi trident kow tat, eiher."
"Kupo?"
I swallow. "I didn't know that, either."
"So how do you know it isn't poisonous, KUPO?!
"I don't. I'm just immune to all poisons."
"That's if you get attacked with them. Not if you eat them, kupo!"
"So I'll spend a few days moaning over some grass and coughing up digestive enzymes. No big deal."
"You're crazy, kupo!"
"Why else would I have been chosen for this mission?
"You never did explain your mission to me, kupo. Nothing about it."
"It's a long story. You wouldn't be interested."
"Yes I would, kupo! Tell it, please! Kupo!"
"Ok. But you have to promise not to interrupt."
"I promise, kupo!"
"It all started when." And so I begin to tell my tail; a strange tail but true. I tell about growing up with Uncle Kuja, and how I always knew I was being raised for some purpose. You see.
FLASHBACK!
I look up at my uncle Kuja. Clara's by my side. Uncle is talking. "You have been trained these last few years, to do a noble cause. Long ago, a custom was started on the mist continent. At the age of eleven every child is unwillingly fed some type of chemical. I do not know the exact name. It was always kept a secret from the younger children, and I know why. This chemical allows rulers, and future rulers, to read the minds of all who have ever eaten it. They can replace all original thoughts with their own, or give each person specific personalities. They make adults steal, live lives of crime. They make others, sometimes their good friends, into policemen, and have them arrest each other. Trust is nonexistent, privacy a fantasy. But no one knows about this because everyone it's happened to has been brainwashed, brainwashed into thinking the rulers thoughts are their own, that they like the things they'd otherwise choose not to do. One who managed to break free of this, who escaped when they were attempting to get it into him, brought me along with him. My older brother, as I was told to call him, raised me. He died after attempting to kill the rulers, but they had too many supporters. I tried my hand next, attempting to wipe out the adults of major cities. Eight heroes, one a child who had been convinced what the rulers are doing is ok, rose up and stopped me. And so, seven years ago I went into a major city and stole you two. Your parent's didn't like it, but I had no choice. I gave you names that actually suited you, and I'll teach you well. I've already started. I'm giving you harsh punishments for your age, in hopes that you'll be strengthened by them. The fate of a planet is in your hands. Will you be ready? I don't know, you don't know, all there is to do is hope." We nodded.
FLASHBACK ENDS
"Whoa. I never thought about that, kupo."
"That's because they never want anyone to think about it."
"But it's all wrong, kupo. Our great leaders would never do that."
"How do you know they aren't in your mind right now, listening in? Telling you to say that?"
"I just know, kupo. Sometimes you have to trust your instincts. You'd trust them, too if you'd give them a chance, kupo."
"Why should I give them a chance? How do you or I know that you weren't programmed to say that?"
"Because I trust my instincts, kupo."
"I trust mine, and they say to trust my uncle."
"Well, I won't believe it until I have proof, kupo."
"Why not? I think it's true."
"It's stupid to believe that without any evidence, kupo. That means you're stupid."
"Want me to shut you up again?"
"NO, KUPO!!!!!"
"So be quiet, keep your opinions to yourself, and let me finish eating."
". Fine, kupo."
I chew a slightly tougher part of the meat, struggling to chew the sinewy muscle on the ribs. It's really delicious, so I don't mind. I attempt to swallow and suddenly realize I can't. The muscle grew while in my mouth, and it's cutting off my air! "FRRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMGHDUIFHSDFHDGCUCRBFDYUTGDBVRWHVBRWVNERNDKBVGDHKWBKFHVGRHJU HVKKJVKNKSHFSKJHJKXNDBHVKHVKAJGJHBVBKVKHJKBNVFKDVNDKJHVDBGKJDFHVNBVSNVFNVDFJ NDKBFSDHFRDFBRHBVNDJVHKVJDFNDZXCNBNJNVJSNKDJNBBTLKNJKJGDKGJDD-OOOPH!!!!!!" I scream, trying to get it out of my air pipe, and only succeeding when Michimi body slams my back. I rush to the bushes to be sick.
"I warned you, kupo!"
~*~ ~*~ DONE!!! This was fun, and Catalina got the spotlight, but I'm finally done!
Clara: Her last chappy for a while!
Eika:. I think I'll leave.
Catalina: She got a d on her Social Studies Progress report and isn't allowed on the com. for a while.
Clara: So. see ya later!
