MAKO: In this cool early spring weather, the moderately tall Mako has chosen to go with the light approach. Her garb consists of a white t-shirt, and blue jean-shorts, cut off at the thighs to leave her with plenty of mobility in her legs. While quite a lot of her orange-brown fur is explosed, she doesn't seem to mind too much. It's all in the name of keeping cool. Right? Her long purple hair is tied back in a ponytail, and on her feet are sandals. Clipped to her shorts belt is a small music player, and her sensor-ears peek out of her hair as is normal. On her arms she wears her usual armlets, and on one hand, a small ring, which appears to be of the wedding sort. Strapped to one thigh is an ornate sheathe of some sort, complete with dagger. DEI'NAR'YS: Dei'nar'Ys: This cat-girl'a eyes narrow slightly as you, erm, examine her. She's of about average hieght, around 5'5". She is covered in pale fur of typically leonine coloration, with her mane being wild and backswept, very little of it arcing forward. Her three eyes are green with the occasional blue fleck, and even cursory examination reveals her legs and arms are about the same length. Which is to say her arms are rather long, not her legs rather short; in addition her legs are vertically aligned digitigrade. A long, rather thick tail trails out behind her. She's wearing a dark green mantle emblazoned with white, geometric symbols. It runs down to below her waist in both front and back. It's slit up both sides, and secured into makeshift 'sleeves' with little ties. Under this she wears a simple, matte black chest plate and her usual grey and black loincloth embroidered in alien designs. HERSHEY AND COCOA: Hershey is a 6 foot tall wolf with dark black/grey fur, a long black braid, and blue eyes, and is wearing ... Belts. From her neck down to her waist, she is wearing a large amount of overlapping black belts. Beyond that she wears knee-cut black pants, black sneakers, and a large trenchcoat. Cocoa is a 4 feet tall bunny, with 2 foot long ears, white fur short white hair, and bright red eyes. She is wearing a white shirt that looks like its made out of wrapped bandages, a long white skirt made of connecting metal plates, and on her back, tied around her waist, is an enormous red bow. JOE ZAHENSHMIN: The figure in front of you is wearing a simple if somewhat clich outfit. A brown wide brimmed hat is in the sensible place, casting a shadow over his face leaving only a pair golden eyes visible. A faded brown duster with downturned collar, seems to have fully functional buttons as it's currently closed. Saving you're brain time that would otherwise be spent registering what his shirt looks like. Though no getting out of noticing the fact his pants are of the faded jeans variety, and those boots look quite capable of stomping on something hard. Black leather gloves finish the job of giving you a hard time seeming what any tiny bit of him looks like as well. FATHERGOOSE: Standing tall and proud the young man before you is half Goose and Half Eagle. Thick white feathers cover his body from his webbed talons to his long slender neck. His beak has a slight hook at the end of it. He wears a Black Jakobian shirt, long grey leather pants, a set of specticles with mirrored lenses and a flowing charcoal-grey cape with a hood on it. About his waist is a utility belt with various pens, inks and battery packs of unkown design. In his hand is a large book... virtually a Tome covered in glowing archaic runes and looking as if made from obsidian and laced with gold decorations. The book is attached to his wrist with a silver cord and in his other hand is a silver quill pen. FATHERGOOSE'S OTHER DESC: Standing tall and proud the young man before you is half Goose and Half Eagle. Thick white feathers cover his body from his webbed talons to his long slender neck. His beak has a slight hook at the end of it. He wears a bright yellow Jakobian shirt, long lime green leather pants, a set of specticles with huge useless lenses and a flowing Orange cape with a hood on it. About his waist is a utility belt with various pens, inks and battery packs of unkown design. In his hand is a large book... virtually a Tome covered in glowing archaic runes and looking as if made from obsidian and laced with gold decorations. The book is attached to his wrist with a silver cord and in his other hand is a silver-tipped peacock quill pen. He sees you looking at him. The Number One Place for Superheros and Villains of the Furry Persuasion ____ __ ___ ______ _ / __/_ _____ ___ ____/ |/ /__ ___ ____ /_ __/__ ___ (_)__ _ _\ \/ // / _ \/ -_) __/ /|_/ / -_) _ `/ _ `// / / _ \/ _ \/ / _ `/ /___/\_,_/ .__/\__/_/ /_/ /_/\__/\_, /\_,_//_/ \___/ .__/_/\_,_/ /_/ /___/ /_/ Supermegatopian Desert Past the last of the Kiwi trees, you come to a large, open wasteland with the only plant life to be seen residing in the form of cacti and tumbleweed. There is a highway down the middle of this desert, with a signpost ominously far in the distance. As you look up over head, you notice vultures circling. Clouds of sand blow across the pavement, and aside from the occasional road waffle, there is no other sign of animal life. Life out here can be described as 10 to one against, but there have been a few who settled this region, if only you could find them... The highway continues est, but streches of vast, dusty, featureless desert to the orth and outh just seem to be calling your name, or, you could go back east to the untain road, which would take you back to Supermegatopia. Also, there's that large ock ormation on one side of the road. There also appears to be a small television signal transmission unit here, with a gently blinking light atop the antennae, that itself perched atop a run down ack... [ Obvious Exits: Rock Formation , Back to city ] [ Mountains , East , ack ] Contents: Donovan_Thorn(#2774P/CJBM) Hershey-Cocoa has arrived. Donovan_Thorn is lying on a rock formation, fast asleep. Hershey and Cocoa fly out of nowhere and land on the sand. Hershey starts talking a mile a minute, with cocoa overlapping, and running around, so what you get is, "Ohmygodsorrythatwerelatelatelatesosorryandwegotcaughtupwithproblemsyoucant belivetheproblemswegotcaughtupwithdonandwearesoverysorry!" Donovan_Thorn buhs? o@ Wakes up with a start, and falls off. "waaugh*thud*" You say, "I'm awake, I'm awake! o@" Mako has arrived. Donovan_Thorn gets up. "Oh, hi. ^_^ Sorry 'bout that. o.o;" Hershey coughs. "Dont worry about it. We got caught up in a really long training session." Cocoa nods. "Yeah. and then some terrorist punk tried to jump us to steal our money, so we had to deal with him in an overly violent and torturous manner." Donovan_Thorn uhh huuuhs. "I see." Mako steps in from behind. "Sounds like fun!" n.n Donovan_Thorn blinks, "Mako. ^_^" waviewaves. Hershey SCREAMS! "WARGAABLE!" and promptly falls over. Cocoa Blinks, and tries to hide, and ends up covering her face with her ears. Donovan_Thorn erms. "Is something wrong?" Mako sweatdrops... Donovan_Thorn coughs. Hershey gets up. "Um.. Very sorry for being late?" You say, "Um... I mean with, like the, warbling and the hiding behind ears. oO" Hershey blinks. "Oh. No. We just were panicing and we got surprised. >.>" Cocoa nodnods, still hiding behind ears. Hershey grins. "So, Ready for Training?" She blinks at Mako. "Oh. Hi! Right! You wanna train with don? Free of charge." Mako shakes her head. "Nah, not this time. I'm just here to watch, and make the occaisional snide remark. n.n; Donovan_Thorn hehs. "Matt would be proud." nods. "m'ready." Donovan_Thorn hmms, fishes around in his backpack, and extracts a deckchair complete with umbrella shade for Mako. Mako takes them sets them up, and proceeds to float on air. :P Hershey nodnods, and looks at cocoa. "Step aside.." Cocoa grins. "Of course!" Hershey pulls off her trenchcoat, and hands to cocoa, but as she does, she pulls out her collapsable staff, and makes it full length, trying to sweep don's legs. Donovan_Thorn expected a LITTLE warning, so is caught off guard. "wh - " hop-hop-hops to the right, off balance and trying not to fall. Hershey grins and lunges, trying to poke don in the chest like a fencer, to knock him off the rest of his balance. "Not bad! you're not completely clueless!" Donovan_Thorn indeed does get shoved verily, but manages to take a hold on the end of the staff as he plunges backwards! Hershey ERKS and is plowed nosefirst into the sand. "Gak!" Donovan_Thorn gets up quickly, taking a better grip on the staff, but doens't press advantage... why? He's taking a quick break to try and start breathing again Xo Hershey gets up, and spits out sand. "Well, you're DEFINATELY in the upper levels." You say, "no, I'm just nuts." Donovan_Thorn hmms, and does a few whirls. *whp-whp-whp-WHOK* >,< Good thing that's not a lightsaber. Mako winces. This is why she doesn't flourish her beam sabre. >.> Hershey wanders back, "Well.. you got my good metal staff.. So ill match it with more metal!" SHING! She pulls out a broadsword, and grips it with one hand. Donovan_Thorn o.o Mako says, ".... now THAT, is a sword." Hershey grins at Don, and eyes mako. "Of course! Im assumeing don read the part of the form that he had to sign, that said he wouldnt blame me for any wounds he came up with.. of course, i wont TRY to kill him.. but if he Messes up.. Eh!" She lunges at don, swinging the sword... flatside. she's trying to disarm him by smacking him across the arm/hands. Donovan_Thorn does what he does best. Throws stuff! Donovan_Thorn is hit, though, so it might go wide. WHAM! Hershey drops her staff, hands twitching. The staff falls over her shoulder, and she falls backwards. Mako blinks. @.o Donovan_Thorn owws, rubbing his wrist. Then blinks. "...you OK? o.o" Hershey burbles. "....You either know what you're doing.." She sits up, and eyes don, "Or you are the luckiest IDIOT in the world." She grabs her staff, and leaps up, running at don. "Lets See which it is!" She's swinging.. seriously. she's going to try and ko don.. Mako sweatdrops.... and ponders intervening... Donovan_Thorn has SOME idea what he's doing, and that is, trying to keep Hershey at a distance, she's far far more dangerous close up. ...and without any weapon, he's kind of.. "eep o.o" With a loud metallic clang, staff and head collide, and he falls over, objective accomplished. ...staff might be dented. maybye. Mako winces. "Hey, that was overdoing it!" Hershey twirls her.. bent staff. She looks at it. "Mm." She looks at Mako. "Hey. It could have been the sword." She grins. "I THINK.. and I HOPE don knew what he was getting into when he accepted the terms on our forms.. you HAVE seen our son after he was done training, right? If we wont go easy on him, what chance does don have?" Mako says, "Possibly one that doesn't involve brain damage. >.>;" Mako gets out the +kit, and wanders over to minister. Hershey hmms. "Well, If the sound and damage to my staff is any indication, hopefull he'll get up soon." She tosses her staff away, and goes and puts back her sword in side her jacket. Mako says, "Although after that show, I'm half tempted to have a go myself. *gets out the smelling salts*" Hershey grins at Mako. "Like i said. Free of charge. Want to?" Donovan_Thorn mutters, rolling over... "I'm OK, I'm OK.." He knew what he was getting into. Gets up. Hershey eyes don. "You sure, don? Ive got no problems if you wanna end for today." Mako shrugs, seeing don getting back to his feet. "Why not?" She puts the stuff back into the medkit, and flourishes, making a series of motions in the air. If she had any weapons, you'd guess she'd be twirling them around. At the end, she falls into a ready stance, and two beamblades form, one in each hand. You say, "I ain't giving up that easy. :p" Donovan_Thorn blinks at Mako. "...I guess it's her turn, though?" Hershey looks at Mako, and raises an eyebrow. "Indeed!" She goes to her trenchcoat, and pulls out a shortsword. She looks at Mako. "Are you approaching, or am I?" Mako is a better ofeensive person, and thus, makes with the approach, swinging her weapons in a classig two-melee approach. Hershey rushes mako to close the ground.. Don's right, Hershey is MUCH worse when very close, but then again, mako's probobly pretty dangerous also, considering her weapon. Hershey tries to deflect Mako's weapons away, and at the same time, hit or miss, she tries to kick Mako backwards.. Donovan_Thorn stands back. Mako blocks Hershey's weapon with one blade, and similarly attempts to not deflect the kick, but reduce its oomph, with the second. An advantage to energy weapons is that they don't break. Hershey ends up kicking against Mako's blade then? Either way, she pushes off and hops backwards. "Impressive blade handleing!" Mako is pushed back by the kick, but keeps her balance. "I try." Hershey rushes mako, reaching to her side, and throwing a small blackjack at Mako.. she follows this up with and overhead blade strike, and another kick.. Mako blinks, taken by surprise, blocks the blackjack, then intersperses her other blade into the shortswords path, before getting duly kicked backwards. "Aughmph! Oh, you wanna play it that way?" She retailiates with a high/low pair of strikes. Hershey laughs! She swings hard to knock the high strike to the side, and tries to pin mako's blade/ her arm against the ground with her boot.. Mako aacks, her ploy not working, then grins evilly and does something unexpected. The blade beneath Hershey's foot shatters in a spray of purple light, as she brings that hand upwards, now weapon free, for a haymaker! WHAM! Hershey Gaks as she spins around and stumbles backwards. "Waauggh.. That does indeed smart..." She spits, and rubs her face. Mako follows up into a combo while Hershey is distracted, striking for Hershey with the stunblade still in her left hand! Hershey blinks out of the corner of her eye.. she tries to leap to the side, but mako ends up strikeing her in the arm.. Does the stun blade completely stun? Cocoa? Cocoa's watching. She never intervenes, unless she thinks its absolutely nessessary. Hershey falls over. Cocoa raises an eyebrow. "...Interesting." Donovan_Thorn winces. Mako phews. o.o "That was interesting." Hershey blinks, and very... slowly.. sits up. "..Woo! Is that it for now?" She grins at Mako. Mako says, "I'd better let don get back to his lessons. :P" Donovan_Thorn wonders why Mako did that. Ahwell, as long as it's just stunblades. >.> "I've felt that before.. you might wanna rest abit before moving too quickly, y'might suprise yourself." hmms. "Cocoa seemed determined to teach me marksmanship, so maybye we could do that in the meantime?" Hershey yawns.. "Ive dealt with stunning before.. But if you really want to...." She eyes Cocoa. "Just point him AWAY from me, Alright?" Cocoa hehs! "Of course!" She looks at don, "Just a handgun, Im assumeing?" Donovan_Thorn nods, "Something simple." Cocoa nod nods. She reaches behind her into her jacket, and pulls out.. a very small 9mm pistol. She hands it to don, and then hands him the clip. "Keep it unloaded untill i set up the little target." She then runs out into the desert, a short distance away, away from the town, of course. Donovan_Thorn nods, and keeps them far apart. >.> Cocoa comes back.. she has set up a large body shaped target. Dont ask where she got it from Not even Hershey knows. Cocoa stands BEHIND don. "Okay.. Load the gun.. Donovan_Thorn, having an anime-themed best-friend and wife and all around cool person, is used to this sort of thing. Some stubborn small bit of him still insists that hammerspace has something to do with rap music. Donovan_Thorn puts the two parts together... takes aim... Usage: roll [=]nDx<+|->y. See roll #help for details. Cocoa raises an eyebrow. "....Well.. you hit.. the sand.." Donovan_Thorn looks pleased. "...I did. ^_^" Donovan_Thorn shoots himself in the toe. ><; Cocoa BLINKS. "..Jeezus.. Don! Never aim the gun down! If you arent useing it, aim it upwards, over your head!" She MRrrs. "Let me get the mini medical kit.." Donovan_Thorn umms... "I'm OK... o.o" sets to work prying the bullet out of the steeltoe front of his left boot. Donovan_Thorn grumbles, and tries again, repeatedly... Cocoa blinks. "Okay. This time.. spend a little time aiming.." Donovan_Thorn IS aiming. The bullets just aren't going where he's pointing. Donovan_Thorn runs out of bullets, and just throws the gun at the target. ><; Donovan_Thorn whallops it verily. "...hah! ><" Mako sweatdrops. ...>.> Cocoa scratches her head. ".... I dont get it." You say, "Now you see why I don't use projectile weapons. >.>" Donovan_Thorn glances back at the city... "...was the Labs always green and lumpy?" Mako says, "Not usually..." You say, "And the Mass Confusion Towers look... orderly o@"" Cocoa blinks at Don and Mako. ".......Uh.... are you two...?" Donovan_Thorn points. You say, "Our city needs us. Away!" Cocoa blinks.. and grabs Hershey. "Um.. Yeah.. We'll see you there.." Donovan_Thorn grabs backpack, and runs into the sunset... Supermegatopian Desert Past the last of the Kiwi trees, you come to a large, open wasteland with the only plant life to be seen residing in the form of cacti and tumbleweed. There is a highway down the middle of this desert, with a signpost ominously far in the distance. As you look up over head, you notice vultures circling. Clouds of sand blow across the pavement, and aside from the occasional road waffle, there is no other sign of animal life. Life out here can be described as 10 to one against, but there have been a few who settled this region, if only you could find them... The highway continues est, but streches of vast, dusty, featureless desert to the orth and outh just seem to be calling your name, or, you could go back east to the untain road, which would take you back to Supermegatopia. Also, there's that large ock ormation on one side of the road. There also appears to be a small television signal transmission unit here, with a gently blinking light atop the antennae, that itself perched atop a run down ack... [ Obvious Exits: Rock Formation , Back to city ] [ Mountains , East , ack ] Contents: Mako Hershey-Cocoa Donovan_Thorn(#2774P/CJBM) You go through the dry, dusty hills towards the city. Shooting Range Here in the foothills above the city the sun beats down on the dry, dusty soil. Scrub grows intermittently on the hills, thickening in the valleys. Off in the distance, the city is visible, the sparkle of glass skyscrapers shining through the smog. The shooting range extends from the edge of the kiwi fields deep into the hills, allowing for a wide variety of skill-testing activities. Large boards and a horn work on a timer, signalling firing times loudly at intervals. Under the large, timber-and-ashfault shingle pavilion that shields from a chance rain, rows of sandbags and sights are set up, seperated by flimsy wooden partitions. Rifle and small arms targets are in the direction of the city, iron hamsters set up at 30 feet, and targets frames await papers at increments from 60 feet out to a good mile on hilltops. Off in the other direction, away from the city, is the superpower and supermegaboom section of the range. Various tanks, large trucks, and small aircraft rest on hills anywhere from fifty feet away out to the horizon. Good for stationary practice, they can also be activated within a given range by swiping a card through the conveniently-placed terminals and typing in the range. A less exotic clay shoot is on the short side of the pavilion opposite the parking lot. Refreshments of all types, as well as target papers and ammo, are available from a small, very sophisticated, and extremely bullet-proof vending machine. [ Obvious Exits: Further into the desert , the card ] [ Kiwi Fields ] Contents: Donovan_Thorn(#2774P/CJBM) Walking down the rocky trail you enter the lush fields of kiwi. Kiwi Fields The western Kiwi fields are the largest of the fields on the island. They stretch along most of the western city limits, all the way out to the mountain range carpeting this fertile land in a large crescent shape. The main service road heads east and eventually runs into Kiwi Drive. There is nothing but kiwis as far as the eye can see. Well, small green crater somewhere in the middle of the field. It's already been planted over and is flourishing nicely in the radiation... [ Obvious Exits: Cave entrance leading under the mountains ] [ South Kiwi Drive , North Kiwi Drive ] [ Kiwi Drive , Foothills , unker ] Contents: Donovan_Thorn(#2774P/CJBM) You head east, back into the city. South Kiwi Drive The grand boulevard continues on, stretching from the center of the city to the kiwi fields in the south. Soft green kiwi vines line the street, giving it its name, rising from soft gray concrete planters and twining up the streetlamp poles. The streetlamps provide soft circles of illumination, a metal halide haze against the midnight sky. A backdrop of skyscrapers haunt the downtown district, darker shadows against the horizon, surrounding Kiwi Drive as it winds past the city park. This late there is little traffic, perhaps handful of vehicles heading back uptown, maybe one or two walking the sidewalk .... and perhaps one or two more following them suspisciously. To the north, Kiwi Drive continues uptown, leading first to the city center. Weasel Boy Way, another of the city's four major thuroughfares, leads off to the east. Continuing south and one will eventually reach the vast kiwi fields which border the southern edge of Supermegatopia. The street is bordered on one side by the beautiful city park, while across the street rises the exclusive Kiwi Apartments. Finally, if one wanders long enough, they will reach the sprawling kiwi plantations which make up the city's western edge. [ Obvious Exits: Western Kiwi Fields , Southern Kiwi Fields ] [ Kiwi Apartments , Weasel Boy Way ] [ City Park , Kiwi Drive ] Contents: Donovan_Thorn(#2774P/CJBM) Passing beneath the tall beech trees, you enter the park. Supermegatopia City Park A sprawl of green stretching out beneath the gaze of the city's skyscrapers, the city park is a gently landscaped expanse of lawns and trees and winding walks, a place of relaxation for both heroes and less well known folk too. In the center of the park, surrounded by a fine circular stepped court, is a statue to Supermegatopia's most famous hero, Ferret Man. The tall bronze statue captures the stalwart hero in his most well known pose, guns a'blazing! Above the midnight constellations shine down upon the park's quiet lanes. Old fashioned streetlights cast a firefly glow along the winding walks, where the more romantic might chose to partake in a moonlight seranade, trailed nonchalontly by the less romantic looking for a quick clandsetine kiwibuck and them in turned trailed by ever vigilant vigilante types. Within the park's bounds is a small gazebo, often used for events or as a focus for wanton destruction. Just a bit further on is the park pond. Bordering the park to the west Kiwi Drive, while Saint Bagosy's Cathedral rises in its western reaches. A small path leads south, towards the city's southern neighborhoods. [ Obvious Exits: St. Bagosy's Cathedral and Coffee House Plus ] [ South Kiwi Drive , Gazebo , Pond ] [ Path ] Contents: Donovan_Thorn(#2774P/CJBM) Dei'nar'Ys Fate FatherGoose World's_Largest_Hamster Bulletin Board SIGN: The park is IC only. Please keep all OOC comments to whispers or pages. Mako has arrived. Hershey-Cocoa has arrived. Dei'nar'Ys is already in the park, seeming to be in thought, concerned, when the changes begin to overtake the Park... and her. The wave of reality shift passes through everythng, warping it into new shapes and garish colors. Twisty bendy colors Donovan_Thorn charges in! But how anyone would recognize him as him is open to question. He's bright orange, very tall pencil-thin stilts - no, legs! And they're sort of skewed. On top of the long, long, strawlike legs, is a pair of eyes peering out from under a pastel green construction helmet, with two enormous gloves hanging in midair in front of him. He has no feet, he's running in a very very fast small-step tiptoe like a ballet dancer on speed. Cocoa and Hershey.. land in the park.. but both are confused. Their clothing is red, thier fur is white, and on the top of thier heads is a big tuft of blue hair. On the middle of thier chests is a white spot on each. Cocoa's reads, 'Mom One' and Hershey's reads 'Mom two' Dei'nar'Ys twitches, then shifts suddenly, suddenly covered in a garishly purple overcoat that fits her rather tightly, under a bright, bright green coat, with darker green ruffles. The tips of her fingers, ears, and tail sprouts curly tufts of hair, spiraling ridiculously, and she loses much of her luxurient mane. "Argg..." Hershey looks at Cocoa. "...What? You're mom one?" Cocoa shrugs. "I dunno. Does it really manner?" Hershey sniffs. "Kinda." FatherGoose steps out on top of a big Frutenberry tree, to survey the land as far as he can see. With his hand to his brow he looks left and right to see all the changes that he made this night. Donovan_Thorn is bright orange, and very tall on his 8-foot pencil-thin stilts - no, legs! And they're sort of skewed. On top of the long, long, strawlike legs, is a pair of eyes peering out from under a pastel green construction helmet, with two enormous yellow kid gloves hanging from nothing at all in midair in front of him. He has no feet, walking with a very very fast small-step tiptoe like a ballet dancer on speed. Cocoa and Hershey.. land in the park.. but both are confused. Their clothing is red, thier fur is white, and on the top of thier heads is a big tuft of blue hair. On the middle of thier chests is a white spot on each. Cocoa's reads, 'Mom One' and Hershey's reads 'Mom two' Dei'nar'Ys also, by the way, turns a bright, daisy yellow. She's covered in a garishly purple overcoat that fits her rather tightly, under a bright, bright green coat, with darker green ruffles. The tips of her fingers, ears, and tail sprout curly tufts of hair, spiraling ridiculously, and she loses much of her luxurient mane. A disc lands on Mako's head... and then with the sound of an accordian "stretches into a Green version of the cat in the hat hat" Mako arrives in the park, following Don. Only at this time she's wearing a tall hat as stated above, and most of her clothing has gone bye-bye in favour of some thick black and white fur. Only that cat didn't have her curves. :P Dei'nar'Ys erms, blinking at Mako, then sighs. "Right, where's FG and how best do you propose we hurt him?" Cocoa looks at Dei. "I suggest a large blunt trauma." Hershey raises a hand. "I second that." Mako takes off her hat, peers at it. "I say we feed him this hat first. The colour is awful." Flare exits, stage left. Flare has left. Donovan_Thorn has a very very good viewpoint of everything from where he is, and speaks up. "mmmrrnrmlml kmlk mmrn nnrrgl rrrrnn." ...ok, not used to trying to talk like this. >.> FatherGoose says, "Oh Why Hell-lO down there my good little friends. Welcome to the game that shall never end! As you no doubt have pondered and guessed, that Seuss is this time's way that i am a Pest!"" Dei'nar'Ys peers up at Goose, skin-hugging purple bodysuit giving the motion a certain capacity for distraction. "Why you!" Mako says, "I won't wear this hat, it makes me look like a fop! I can't, won't absolutely will not! >.<" Hershey and Cocoa are distracted by Dei and Mako? >.> FatherGoose says, "Ahhh Welcome to my Seussland for I am the Goose! And I must say those clothes you wear flatter your caboose. That purple number clings wll to your buns so come and frolic and let's have some FUN!" Hershey and Cocoa Eye FG, thier attention broken. Hershey points, "That sir, was in bad taste! TURN US BACK, AND TIME, DO NOT WASTE!" Cocoa blinks.. and holds up a finger. "Um....Green eggs and ham?" Dei'nar'Ys ooorgs, shaking slightly. She glares at FG and growls. "Have fun you say? Like this? No way! Stop jumping in front, or I'll give you a punt!" Cocoa and Hershey are distracted again. What can they say? They're weak willed. >.> FatherGoose laughs and gestures at the Bracklethorn bushes which rustle. "Normally I would take your advice and do what you say in a cinch... but my partner says no.... and he is THE GRINCH!" Donovan_Thorn, meanwhile, tiptoes over to Fathergoose, trying to be inconspicuous... fat chance.. Dei'nar'Ys whats? "The Grinch? You fool! You can't trust him to be your tool!" Something Big Green and hairy steps out od the Bracklethorn Bushes and it has a great sneer. It's the Grinch everyone! He's come Early this year! Armed to the teeth this Grinch is this time. With Gomboplad grenades that burst with flesh-eating slime! Mako headtilts. "You're too early for christmas, you're too late for easter. Now get out of our sight, fore we boot up your keister." You say, "..." Dei'nar'Ys nods. "You haven't a prayer, you great big green fink. The only thing dangerous about you is your stink!" The_Grinch says, "I was defeated three times but not so this time! Behold I have bombs packed with Flesh-eating Slime! I scraped it myself from the walls of my shower, and now you Whatevers shall taste of their power!" The_Grinch winds up and throws a Gomboplad grenade at Thorn who is apparently the closest. Hershey and Cocoa blinks. "We're sorry. We wernt paying attention. Could you repeat that whole speech from the time of the shaking? >.>" Cocoa nods. "Yeah. Shaking." Donovan_Thorn is already running like heck on tiptoe, and gets hit on the back of the legs. In short order he is down to normal height o@ Mako appears to be having slight temper problems. >.< "We've got kerfoozlers. We've got kerblangers. We've got waldoozles, ferblungers, and klangers! You talk quite a lot, for a man standing here, but so far, all you've done, is blow a lot of hot air!" Dei'nar'Ys scowls, jumping her arms up to growl! "You think you can beat us? With merely Gomboplad grenades? Of those we need hardly be afraid! If that's all you've got, eat this!" She cries, eyes gleaming before unleashing a burst of ziggidy-zaggedy glow! Donovan_Thorn, now reduced to 2 feet tall with most of his legs gone, hides behind the giant turnip statue... Dei'nar'Ys scowls, jumping her arms up to growl! "You think you can beat us? With merely Gomboplad grenades? Of those we need hardly be afraid! If that's all you've got, eat this!" She cries, eyes flashing before unleashing a burst of ziggidy-zaggedy blasting! (repost) Donovan_Thorn, now reduced to 2 feet tall with most of his legs gone, hides behind the giant turnip statue... Mako redons her hat, straightens her die. Draws a large carrot, "Awright, now you die." (Hey, I'm running out of rhyme here.) >.> Hershey and Cocoa are too confused and distrated to fight at this very moment. Joe_Zahenshmin enters the park from South Kiwi Drive. Joe_Zahenshmin has arrived. The_Grinch says, "You think you can threaten the Grinch, Little Pup? Let me warn you now that I'm just warming up! For I have up my sleeve an *AWEFUL* surprise. A handfull of Squirmiles... Bloodsucking Flies!" But then as he holds the Squirmiles aloft, Dei'nar'Ys' blast hits him with a *PLOFT*. The Grinch goes flying smack into a tree... and the Flies decide to decend upon *HE*. Joe_Zahenshmin enters the park, and blink blinks... Dei'nar'Ys chuckles and twtters and has! "Is that all all you've got you stupid Boz?" The_Grinch says, "AHHHH! AHHHH! I'm in so much Pain! Oh help me Please They're now in my BRAIN!" Joe_Zahenshmin remembers the camera this time. go him! Mako walks up to the grinch, who seems all in a flobber, and does the guy a favour, his head she does try to clobber. >.>; Hershey and Cocoa blinks.. and snap out of thier trance.. and look at the GR- ".. Ulk... GLlk.." Hershey hides behind the deformed bench she was sitting on. Cocoa sweatdrops. "Yeeew... Its like night of the evil dead marathon movie all over again.." The_Grinch runs off into the wilderness, the Squirmiles making him one great bloody mess. Fortunately he runs into the great Rumbosee! That finds all Squirmiles a sweet delacasy. So it wats up the flies as quick as you please but it sends the grinch packing with a cannonlike sneeze. Dei'nar'Ys is covered in a purple suit, wich hugs tight to her skin and shows off her kazoot! "Man that nasty, quite thuroughly ugly. He brought it on himself though, with those buglies." Joe_Zahenshmin says nothing, nothing at all. for fear of uinleashing more ryhmes upon all....auuugh! @.X! Donovan_Thorn is two feet tall, looking sort of like a green met-hat on 6 inch stilts. he's.. hiding behind that giant turnip statue. >.> Hershey and Cocoa are dressed as Mom One and Mom Two.. Hershey and cocoa sit back on the bench, Hershey feeling better, and they are immediately distracted again. Mako is the cat in the hat. But the hat is a garish green, and she's got curves like you've never seen. >.> The Goose looks down from his perch on the trees and cries out. "Dagnabbit! You should be on your knees! Must I grow tough? must I be crass? What you are all standing on is pure Strangleroot Grass!" And with that my friends the grass starts to sway, it swists and it grabs like demoninic Hay. Joe_Zahenshmin was wondering why his hat was now yellow...wait, thats the wrong childrens book series! Mako aacks, and proceeds to club the grass with her large carrot. >.> ( Mako's attacks upon the grass is quite bold, had she 24 carrots she'd be good as gold. ) Joe_Zahenshmin steps back onto the sidewalk. avoiding near death from another prospective customer Dei'nar'Ys stops, and bound up sky, staring the Goose right in the eye! "Now that's it! Just stop! Or else I swear I'll make you Kerplop!" Donovan_Thorn is in trouble. o@ Or at least, very tangled. Mako has run out of witty rhymes. So she merely tries to wade through the grass and clobber the goose. >.<; Donovan thorn is now quite fandangled! Hershey and Cocoa make thier way to leap into a tree.. Hershey isnt very usefull here.. But cocoa is. she fiddles around with her clothes.. and pulls out .. A Grobswratcher! She aims the twisted and strangely over complicated at the Goose.. and tries to stun him! *ZAM(BONI!)* Donovan_Thorn has no idea what that means, but whatever it is, it's really uncomfortable O@ FatherGoose Steps back from Dei, with blood in her eye. He falls from his perch forgetting he can fly. He plummets face first straight to the ground, to land in Bracklethorn bushes and make a loud sound. FatherGoose says, "GAAAARRGH!" Mako says, ".... okay, that has to be uncomfortable." Dei'nar'Ys hmpphs, hopping down, till again she's ground bound. "Now your book, if you'd please. Stop this literary sneeze." She pauses, neglecting to Rhyme the next bit. "You won't really like the alternative." Mako says, "Do what she says. o.o; I can find nastier things to do than hit someone with this carrot." FatherGoose says, "Dammit! That Hurt! The pain will somehow pass, but I was shot by A Grobswratcher... right in the... uh..." Joe_Zahenshmin says, "look, distraction lass." Cocoa and Hershey both look. "What? Where?" Leeta has left. FatherGoose looks up at Dei... then Mako withher carrot. He thinks that now he should just grin and bare it. As Hershey and Cocoa cover him with their weapon of choice he swallows and nervously gives his thoughts to his voice. Cocoa looks back at the goose, and gives up. she shoots at him with the large Grobswratcher again. *ZAM(BONI!)* FatherGoose says, "Well why didn't you say so, I'd be glad to comply. Seeing the alternitive would be a good old goose fry. So to you I hand over my tome to your hands... I hope you know how to restore sanity to these lands."" Mako says, "Last I checked, it involved some kerosene and a book of matches....." But then the Grobswratcher blast hits the book head on taking a large chunk out of it and causing it to spark and smoulder warningly Joe_Zahenshmin says, "...this will suck muchly." Dei'nar'Ys scowls, prying open the book, pausing to take a very good look. "Yes, Mako-chi, that's a sound plan. Let's try it at once, and fry up some Qan." FatherGoose *EEPS!* as the damaged book shakes and shudders in Sei's hands. He turns and shakes his fist at Coco. "What have you done! My book you have hit! It's gonna explode you stupi...." But then it's too late to finish that rhyme. Mako hits the deck! @.o Cocoa Blinks. "Uh.. Did I do somethin-" Hershey Grabs Cocoa. "DOWN!" She THROWS herself and cocoa out of the tree, and behind what used to be a bench. Dei'nar'Ys erks, and blinks and throws the book far! Then jumps for a ditch, and a reference! Pon Far! From's Dei's fingers, The goose's Book now does fly, away from the others so they won't have to die. But it hits the fleeing goose in the back and he cries out in fear... he's been on this track. ***KATHOOOMBALOOMBA!*** Joe_Zahenshmin takes a photo of the fun kaboom, it'll look good on the wall i nhis room...wait, arnt we done with the ryhmes? The Wave from the explosion seems to go further than the destruction... the energy straightening all of the curves and muting colors back to their regular appearances. Donovan_Thorn groans.. Mako lies on the ground. "Oh ow... that was interesting... Dei'nar'Ys ughs, shaking her head. "Yeesh... glad that's over with..." She grumbles. Hershey and Cocoa get up. "...." Hershey looks around.. Cocoa grins.. and thrusts her fists into the air, now clutching a large stun rifle. "VITCOLY!" Hershey looks at Cocoa. "NO! Its VICtoly! VICtoly!" Cocoa shrugs. Up in a tree you see a cooked goose. He's alive and groaning, and his teeth are all loose. The explosion has restored the city in record time, and no longer do you have to speak in poetry talk. You say, "not quite frawress, but it'll do" Donovan_Thorn looks up, and winces... calls, not police, but ambulance. >.> Dei'nar'Ys yeouches. "I didn't mean to throw it at him..." The Ambulance arrives and a kindly old doctor has his two pair of Medics put Father Goose into the white van and as he gets into the driver's seat and closes the door, he puts a tall Red and white striped stovepipe hat on and winks to Thorn before driving off. Donovan_Thorn just shakes his head... ohs.. "Um, Hershey, I wasn't keeping track of time. what do I owe you for the lesson?" Hershey yawns as she sits down on the bench. "Dont worry about it today don. Id say 20 pretty much covers it." FatherGoose is dressed in his trademark clothing... lots of grey. You see nothing special. He sees you looking at him. FatherGoose . o O ( http://sable-pro.net/FatherGoose.jpg for a B&W pic ) World's_Largest_Hamster falls asleep. Donovan_Thorn gets out the 20, hands it over, and goes over what he learned in the lesson today... pretty much, "duck". Hershey smiles as she takes the money. "Next time, Ill bring more staffs, i guess. You dented my old one." You say, "I dented it?" You say, "/I/ dented it? :p You hit me with it." You say, "...so..." You say, "...actually yeah, that does mean I dented it." Joe_Zahenshmin ehs "there are worse ways of training I guess." Mako exits, stage right. Mako has left. Hershey snickers. "Yes. There are. There are much better ways of training, but I feel they are too soft, encourage recklessness." Donovan_Thorn hms. "I could concentrate until my eyes turned green and my hair turned glowy yellow. ...hey, my eyes are already green, score" Hershey looks at Don, and narrows her eyes. "Are you mocking me?" You say, "Actually, I was mocking Dragon Ball Z." Dei'nar'Ys shakes her head, with a sigh... "I'm think I'm going to go home..." Hershey blinks. "Ah. Well.. We should head home also. We're aggrivated because of that whole.. suess thing.. Comon cocoa." Cocoa and hershey head off. Donovan_Thorn nods, "Gd'night, Dei." Dei'nar'Ys waves, heading off. "Goodnight Don, Joe, Hershey, Cocoa. Farewell." Donovan_Thorn nods, "G'night Hershey, Cocoa." Hershey and Cocoa wave.