Weeaboolits
Jul 1, 2007, 01:27 AM
-Foodstuffs & Floppy Disks-
Episode One:
"Where the hell am I?" I wondered aloud as I trudged through the desolate wasteland; nothingnss spread in every direction, as far as the eye could see. Scattered along the ground there lay pairs of small metal tubes, countless in number.
Flashlights? I thought to myself at first, however; upon closer inspection , they were lacking bulbs, though a few of them exuded a faint blue glow from one end, further adding to their mystery.
Suddenly, there sounded a loud screech from behind me, I whirled around to see what source of the sound could have been, and what I saw next confounded me to no end.
When I turned around, I came face-to-face with a pub. I knew for a fact that it hadn't been there a moment ago, perhaps I was loing my mind.
"Let go!" shouted a voice from within the pub, "It's my turn, dammit!"
Next, I heard a thunderous crash, followed by another loud screech; I could hear muffled shouting from within the pub, I wondered whether or not I should go in, but in the end, curiosity got the better of me.
The moment I stepped foot into the pub, I wished that I hadn't.
"'Children behave!' That's what they say when we're together!" sang the voice from before in a tone so terrible off-key that I could swear that I felt blood dripping from my ears, "And watch how you play!" he continued as I chanced a glance at the source of this abomination to music, he was clad in all black, save for a small blue pin on the front of his hat, from his expression, he seemed completely oblivious to how soul crushingly terrible his singing was.
I ventured another step into the pub, only to trip and fall headlong into the nearest table.
"Trying to get away, into the night..." he trailed off as the mic died, I realized that I must've tripped over the microphone wire.
"Oh, thank God..." muttered a blue-haired man clad in all white who was sitting at a nearby table.
"What!" the black clad singer from before cried, throwing the microphone out the window, "Who the hell ate my sammich?!" he shouted vehemently, his eyes aflame with rage "Was it you?!" he demanded, rounding on me.
"Huhwha?" I stammered, taking a step back, "What sandwich?"
"My sammich!" he shouted, "The most epic sammich in all of recorded history!"
"Was it ham?" asked an odd feline looking fellow in the corner.
"Huh? Yeah..." he muttered, somewhat calmer now, "Why?"
"I ate it."
"Noooooo!" He cried, blowing up a table, "That was my lunch! I've been looking forward to that all day!"
"Lunch? It's past eight."
"I had a large breakfast."
At this point, I decided I should leave, but when I took a step toward the door, I found that there was nothing there for my foot to land on.
"Oh, shi-" I cried as I fell into the abyss, what a lame way to be written out of the story!
End/ep1
Notes: Yeah, I wrote the narrating character out in the first ep, I went there. T_T
This ep didn't quite turn out how I'd liked, I don't normally write in first person, in the next episode it'll be in third. I'll probly just throw everyones names in off the bat instead of trying to introduce them properly, as I'm not very good at that kind of thing yet. ._.
Episode One:
"Where the hell am I?" I wondered aloud as I trudged through the desolate wasteland; nothingnss spread in every direction, as far as the eye could see. Scattered along the ground there lay pairs of small metal tubes, countless in number.
Flashlights? I thought to myself at first, however; upon closer inspection , they were lacking bulbs, though a few of them exuded a faint blue glow from one end, further adding to their mystery.
Suddenly, there sounded a loud screech from behind me, I whirled around to see what source of the sound could have been, and what I saw next confounded me to no end.
When I turned around, I came face-to-face with a pub. I knew for a fact that it hadn't been there a moment ago, perhaps I was loing my mind.
"Let go!" shouted a voice from within the pub, "It's my turn, dammit!"
Next, I heard a thunderous crash, followed by another loud screech; I could hear muffled shouting from within the pub, I wondered whether or not I should go in, but in the end, curiosity got the better of me.
The moment I stepped foot into the pub, I wished that I hadn't.
"'Children behave!' That's what they say when we're together!" sang the voice from before in a tone so terrible off-key that I could swear that I felt blood dripping from my ears, "And watch how you play!" he continued as I chanced a glance at the source of this abomination to music, he was clad in all black, save for a small blue pin on the front of his hat, from his expression, he seemed completely oblivious to how soul crushingly terrible his singing was.
I ventured another step into the pub, only to trip and fall headlong into the nearest table.
"Trying to get away, into the night..." he trailed off as the mic died, I realized that I must've tripped over the microphone wire.
"Oh, thank God..." muttered a blue-haired man clad in all white who was sitting at a nearby table.
"What!" the black clad singer from before cried, throwing the microphone out the window, "Who the hell ate my sammich?!" he shouted vehemently, his eyes aflame with rage "Was it you?!" he demanded, rounding on me.
"Huhwha?" I stammered, taking a step back, "What sandwich?"
"My sammich!" he shouted, "The most epic sammich in all of recorded history!"
"Was it ham?" asked an odd feline looking fellow in the corner.
"Huh? Yeah..." he muttered, somewhat calmer now, "Why?"
"I ate it."
"Noooooo!" He cried, blowing up a table, "That was my lunch! I've been looking forward to that all day!"
"Lunch? It's past eight."
"I had a large breakfast."
At this point, I decided I should leave, but when I took a step toward the door, I found that there was nothing there for my foot to land on.
"Oh, shi-" I cried as I fell into the abyss, what a lame way to be written out of the story!
End/ep1
Notes: Yeah, I wrote the narrating character out in the first ep, I went there. T_T
This ep didn't quite turn out how I'd liked, I don't normally write in first person, in the next episode it'll be in third. I'll probly just throw everyones names in off the bat instead of trying to introduce them properly, as I'm not very good at that kind of thing yet. ._.