Hey, for everyone who's sent me an experiment, don't worry. I'm trying to think of a way to fit most of them in.
Its several weeks after the row and we still haven't made up. Jumba's up to 550, a real weird guy. (Yes, guy. He's got out of the rut ages ago.) How much company does Jumba want? Now 550 is one of my best companions along with 014.
550 is 3ft tall, dark green, his eyes are like mine, except red, (Big guy's learnt about coloured contacts(!)) with light green fur around them, his ears are on top of his head and pointed, like an earth wolf's and his antennae are very short and folded across each other.
His 4 hands are four-fingered, curved and claw-like with a steel sheen on them, and his tail is thin and whip-like. He'd been designed to seek and destroy escaping soldiers on the warfront, but he enjoys computers more. And he's a pacifist.
"Look, you can only get so high a score on 'Pinball', now will you quit it?" I mutter furiously at him, grabbing the back of his head.
"Lay off!" he snaps, shaking his head without looking away from the screen. "I'm up to 134,500,000 points! If I get just a little bit further, I can access more areas!"
"Better save it…" I warn in a sing-song voice, my hand hovering over the power cord. He notices, growls in frustration, then saves and exits.
"Oh, it's a miracle(!)" I gasp in fake surprise, staring at him. "550 not on a computer(!)"
"Cheat…" he growls, glancing back at the screen. I grab his arm with my tail.
"C'mon, I godda meet 014 now." I explain, dragging him away. I'm sure I can hear the screeching of his feet on the floor.
After a few seconds, he says;
"I can walk, you know." I let go of him. He falls backwards as I keep walking. He catches up, rubbing his head.
"For your information, in case you wanted to know, me and 014 are going to watch the awakening of 551, and you're welcome to watch too." I say, looking about for her.
"Well, where is she?" he asks, looking around as well.
"In a minute." I check the time by my internal clock. 4:29. I look at the corridor sign. Terelpha Qz. I stop suddenly, 550 knocking into me.
"A little warning please(?)" he growls, picking himself up. "I have enough injuries in the big guy's training without your help."
"Shh-shh-sh." I breathe, listening out for it. My clock turns 4:30. Then I hear it. A Taptaptaptaptaptap. "The 014 express is right… on… time!" I suddenly stick out my paw into the corridor. Suddenly 014 runs into my arm and staggers back, gasping slightly. Oh, did I forget to mention? She can run at hyper-speed, running so fast she becomes invisible.
"You really need to think of a better way to get my attention…" she coughs, putting her hand on my shoulder for support. "That hurts…"
"Well, you're going too fast to hear, see, smell or taste me, so touch is the only option." I say, letting her lean on 550. "Why you would want to smell or taste me I have no idea… Unless that turns you on?" I say, growling seductively.
"Oh no(!) Can't keep my eyes of you(!)" she says sarcastically.
I amuse myself a second at 550's face.
Y'know how I said me and 014 are just friends? Not so for 550. It's the usual story: he likes her, but she doesn't know it. He's just standing there with 014 leaning on him, turning a slight shade of blue. (That's his equivalent of a blush. First time he did it I thought he was choking. Apparently the Heimlich Manoeuvre increases the embarrassment.)
"C'mon," I say, letting 014 get off 550. "Let's go before he brings it to life." As 014 walks in front of us, I see 550 mouth the words;
"(I'm going to kill you!)" While clenching his fist, his face still bright blue. I open my mouth wide and stick out my tongue at him.
"Er, what're you guys doing?" I hear. I turn to see 014 looking back at us with a 'WTF' look on her face. And no wonder. Me with my tongue sticking out and 550 bright blue with a clenched fist.
No wonder 'WTF'.
I return my tongue to my mouth, then said; "Erm… It's nothing." She 'WTF' looked at us a second longer, shrugs, then vanishes, running at hyper-speed towards the canteen.
"Smooth." I say to 550, walking away.
"Odd…?" he growls in a deadly whisper. Oh Sh-! I run as he roars at my back. He can never take a joke well.
Thank Jumba he's a pacifist…
I say again: Don't worry.
Its several weeks after the row and we still haven't made up. Jumba's up to 550, a real weird guy. (Yes, guy. He's got out of the rut ages ago.) How much company does Jumba want? Now 550 is one of my best companions along with 014.
550 is 3ft tall, dark green, his eyes are like mine, except red, (Big guy's learnt about coloured contacts(!)) with light green fur around them, his ears are on top of his head and pointed, like an earth wolf's and his antennae are very short and folded across each other.
His 4 hands are four-fingered, curved and claw-like with a steel sheen on them, and his tail is thin and whip-like. He'd been designed to seek and destroy escaping soldiers on the warfront, but he enjoys computers more. And he's a pacifist.
"Look, you can only get so high a score on 'Pinball', now will you quit it?" I mutter furiously at him, grabbing the back of his head.
"Lay off!" he snaps, shaking his head without looking away from the screen. "I'm up to 134,500,000 points! If I get just a little bit further, I can access more areas!"
"Better save it…" I warn in a sing-song voice, my hand hovering over the power cord. He notices, growls in frustration, then saves and exits.
"Oh, it's a miracle(!)" I gasp in fake surprise, staring at him. "550 not on a computer(!)"
"Cheat…" he growls, glancing back at the screen. I grab his arm with my tail.
"C'mon, I godda meet 014 now." I explain, dragging him away. I'm sure I can hear the screeching of his feet on the floor.
After a few seconds, he says;
"I can walk, you know." I let go of him. He falls backwards as I keep walking. He catches up, rubbing his head.
"For your information, in case you wanted to know, me and 014 are going to watch the awakening of 551, and you're welcome to watch too." I say, looking about for her.
"Well, where is she?" he asks, looking around as well.
"In a minute." I check the time by my internal clock. 4:29. I look at the corridor sign. Terelpha Qz. I stop suddenly, 550 knocking into me.
"A little warning please(?)" he growls, picking himself up. "I have enough injuries in the big guy's training without your help."
"Shh-shh-sh." I breathe, listening out for it. My clock turns 4:30. Then I hear it. A Taptaptaptaptaptap. "The 014 express is right… on… time!" I suddenly stick out my paw into the corridor. Suddenly 014 runs into my arm and staggers back, gasping slightly. Oh, did I forget to mention? She can run at hyper-speed, running so fast she becomes invisible.
"You really need to think of a better way to get my attention…" she coughs, putting her hand on my shoulder for support. "That hurts…"
"Well, you're going too fast to hear, see, smell or taste me, so touch is the only option." I say, letting her lean on 550. "Why you would want to smell or taste me I have no idea… Unless that turns you on?" I say, growling seductively.
"Oh no(!) Can't keep my eyes of you(!)" she says sarcastically.
I amuse myself a second at 550's face.
Y'know how I said me and 014 are just friends? Not so for 550. It's the usual story: he likes her, but she doesn't know it. He's just standing there with 014 leaning on him, turning a slight shade of blue. (That's his equivalent of a blush. First time he did it I thought he was choking. Apparently the Heimlich Manoeuvre increases the embarrassment.)
"C'mon," I say, letting 014 get off 550. "Let's go before he brings it to life." As 014 walks in front of us, I see 550 mouth the words;
"(I'm going to kill you!)" While clenching his fist, his face still bright blue. I open my mouth wide and stick out my tongue at him.
"Er, what're you guys doing?" I hear. I turn to see 014 looking back at us with a 'WTF' look on her face. And no wonder. Me with my tongue sticking out and 550 bright blue with a clenched fist.
No wonder 'WTF'.
I return my tongue to my mouth, then said; "Erm… It's nothing." She 'WTF' looked at us a second longer, shrugs, then vanishes, running at hyper-speed towards the canteen.
"Smooth." I say to 550, walking away.
"Odd…?" he growls in a deadly whisper. Oh Sh-! I run as he roars at my back. He can never take a joke well.
Thank Jumba he's a pacifist…
I say again: Don't worry.