Sorry I've been gone for so long – I seem to have this procrastination
thing . . . Anyway, I'll be a bit more redeemed once I get this and the
LOTR thing up – right? Right? O_O;;
Thanks to drizztranger (sp?) for Snowraven Bloodfeather – I'll try to get her in there more often, and to Little Gavroche (if that's still your name) for Fury.
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There was screaming. Much screaming.
Narissa punched Kira in the arm. "Don't you *ever* show me that again!"
Kira was laughing hysterically, shouting "Freaky!" at regular intervals.
Narissa retreated to a far corner of the room to cower and Adryl – the real one – went to go comfort her, while Deren Beq watched and laughed.
It was a normal day inside Adryl's – the writer, y'all – computer.
It was an interesting situation – you see, they had their own "computer". It was a two-way screen from their world to the writer's. Adryl, as . . . well, not exactly *herself*, was often inside theirs with them.
"Okay, this is really starting to get confusing," interrupted the blonde Adryl. "And the whole 'gender bender' thing – gotta stop. Now."
The brunette Adryl, the creator of this fantastic pseudo-reality, agreed with him. "Maybe I should change my name to Casadrat."
"Is that not copyrighted *yet*?" Eadric asked.
"You stole my question!" Quatre protested.
Eadric rolled his eyes.
"Okay, from now on, my name is Casadrat – well, at least when I'm referred to inside my stories – otherwise, people won't be able to find me and REVIEW MY STORIES (shameless plug #1)" said – you know by now – Casadrat.
"Finally!" exclaimed the real and forever Adryl. "I won't be confused with a female now!"
"I know how you feel," Duo sympathized, thinking back on how many people had called him 'Miss' after seeing him from behind.
Wufei snickered.
"I am the Prince of Persia – yield to my sword!" commanded a tall, dark, and handsome stranger.
Deren just laughed harder.
"I think she's drunk," whispered Jad to Snowraven Bloodfeather. She muttered something in Elvish and he edged away.
Being too cheap to buy a ceiling fan, these assorted characters put Tails, the two-tailed fox, to work in cooling down the room. The only disadvantages to this were that he often got tired and it meant more vacuuming of the little, orange hairs.
Fury was doing the opposite of what her name implied. Hitting the bottle with Deren, she began to giggle, and Legolas threw up his hands in surrender to the growing chaos.
Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Oh, zhat's not goodt – you're not tventy von yet."
Seamus Zelazny Harper was staring intently at their half of the computer. "I can fix this," he said.
"But it's not broken," Chloe said confusedly.
"Well, I can make it *better*!"
"Don't touch that screen!" commanded Lieutenant Trigger Happy, Lt. Trigger for short.
"I find this very interesting," observed Telemachus Rhade. "Are you regular humans always this insane?"
"Oh great, who invited Trigger?" Aragorn asked in frustration. "I may as well go stick my finger in an electrical socket."
"What's an electrical socket?" Pippin asked.
"It's what the cord from the toaster oven, the microwave, and all those other things that make food for you plugs into," explained Merry.
"Oh, well as long as it's important then."
"Hellooooo?" a little louder. "I am the PRINCE of PERSIA – you will YIELD TO MY SWORD!"
"Aw, give it a rest!" Snowraven said, waving her hand in dismissal. It was the first thing she'd said in English the entire time.
The prince just stared for a while, unused to insolence.
Suddenly, there was a loud banging and a muffled shout. The closet door burst open and a red haired man fell out and onto the floor.
"Whoa . . ." Deren giggled. "Lookit that . . ."
"I wonder what happens when I poke it," Fury wondered as she too giggled.
"Don't you even dare!" the man protested as he got to his feet.
"You – You're - !" Casadrat cried.
"Yes! I am Griffen – one of the characters you FORGOT!" Griffen said ominously.
Casadrat gasped.
"There is many more of my kind – Alec, Sven, Kenneth, Jeremy, Nereida, Drisana, Jade, the entire Sawyer *family* – all of us. We're to the point of rebellion, yeh hear me?" His eyes flashed.
Casadrat nodded. "I promise, I'll never forget any of you ever again!"
Griffen raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Really!"
"Oh good. Now that that's settled, do you have anything to eat? I'm starved – I've been in that closet for so long!"
Mutely, Snowraven Bloodfeather and Remy pointed in the direction of the kitchen. Griffen saluted and, followed by the other forgotten characters, went to go raid the fridge.
Quinn let out the breath she'd been holding. "Well, that was unexpected."
"Yup," said Casadrat. And, having no way to correctly end this chapter, she concluded with, "Th-th-th-that's all, Folks!"
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Yeah, I know the ending was horrible. But I had to end it somehow – and if I keep writing an endless chapter, then I won't be able to update my other stories, now will I?
See ya! And drink some Fruit 2 O – it's good!
Thanks to drizztranger (sp?) for Snowraven Bloodfeather – I'll try to get her in there more often, and to Little Gavroche (if that's still your name) for Fury.
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There was screaming. Much screaming.
Narissa punched Kira in the arm. "Don't you *ever* show me that again!"
Kira was laughing hysterically, shouting "Freaky!" at regular intervals.
Narissa retreated to a far corner of the room to cower and Adryl – the real one – went to go comfort her, while Deren Beq watched and laughed.
It was a normal day inside Adryl's – the writer, y'all – computer.
It was an interesting situation – you see, they had their own "computer". It was a two-way screen from their world to the writer's. Adryl, as . . . well, not exactly *herself*, was often inside theirs with them.
"Okay, this is really starting to get confusing," interrupted the blonde Adryl. "And the whole 'gender bender' thing – gotta stop. Now."
The brunette Adryl, the creator of this fantastic pseudo-reality, agreed with him. "Maybe I should change my name to Casadrat."
"Is that not copyrighted *yet*?" Eadric asked.
"You stole my question!" Quatre protested.
Eadric rolled his eyes.
"Okay, from now on, my name is Casadrat – well, at least when I'm referred to inside my stories – otherwise, people won't be able to find me and REVIEW MY STORIES (shameless plug #1)" said – you know by now – Casadrat.
"Finally!" exclaimed the real and forever Adryl. "I won't be confused with a female now!"
"I know how you feel," Duo sympathized, thinking back on how many people had called him 'Miss' after seeing him from behind.
Wufei snickered.
"I am the Prince of Persia – yield to my sword!" commanded a tall, dark, and handsome stranger.
Deren just laughed harder.
"I think she's drunk," whispered Jad to Snowraven Bloodfeather. She muttered something in Elvish and he edged away.
Being too cheap to buy a ceiling fan, these assorted characters put Tails, the two-tailed fox, to work in cooling down the room. The only disadvantages to this were that he often got tired and it meant more vacuuming of the little, orange hairs.
Fury was doing the opposite of what her name implied. Hitting the bottle with Deren, she began to giggle, and Legolas threw up his hands in surrender to the growing chaos.
Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Oh, zhat's not goodt – you're not tventy von yet."
Seamus Zelazny Harper was staring intently at their half of the computer. "I can fix this," he said.
"But it's not broken," Chloe said confusedly.
"Well, I can make it *better*!"
"Don't touch that screen!" commanded Lieutenant Trigger Happy, Lt. Trigger for short.
"I find this very interesting," observed Telemachus Rhade. "Are you regular humans always this insane?"
"Oh great, who invited Trigger?" Aragorn asked in frustration. "I may as well go stick my finger in an electrical socket."
"What's an electrical socket?" Pippin asked.
"It's what the cord from the toaster oven, the microwave, and all those other things that make food for you plugs into," explained Merry.
"Oh, well as long as it's important then."
"Hellooooo?" a little louder. "I am the PRINCE of PERSIA – you will YIELD TO MY SWORD!"
"Aw, give it a rest!" Snowraven said, waving her hand in dismissal. It was the first thing she'd said in English the entire time.
The prince just stared for a while, unused to insolence.
Suddenly, there was a loud banging and a muffled shout. The closet door burst open and a red haired man fell out and onto the floor.
"Whoa . . ." Deren giggled. "Lookit that . . ."
"I wonder what happens when I poke it," Fury wondered as she too giggled.
"Don't you even dare!" the man protested as he got to his feet.
"You – You're - !" Casadrat cried.
"Yes! I am Griffen – one of the characters you FORGOT!" Griffen said ominously.
Casadrat gasped.
"There is many more of my kind – Alec, Sven, Kenneth, Jeremy, Nereida, Drisana, Jade, the entire Sawyer *family* – all of us. We're to the point of rebellion, yeh hear me?" His eyes flashed.
Casadrat nodded. "I promise, I'll never forget any of you ever again!"
Griffen raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Really!"
"Oh good. Now that that's settled, do you have anything to eat? I'm starved – I've been in that closet for so long!"
Mutely, Snowraven Bloodfeather and Remy pointed in the direction of the kitchen. Griffen saluted and, followed by the other forgotten characters, went to go raid the fridge.
Quinn let out the breath she'd been holding. "Well, that was unexpected."
"Yup," said Casadrat. And, having no way to correctly end this chapter, she concluded with, "Th-th-th-that's all, Folks!"
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Yeah, I know the ending was horrible. But I had to end it somehow – and if I keep writing an endless chapter, then I won't be able to update my other stories, now will I?
See ya! And drink some Fruit 2 O – it's good!