Years later, the children of the MuseBloggers band together to fight a renewed lagomorphic menace. Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose.
Planning for the new characters and storyline started on Bunny Apocalypse, Part 6.
Patience, Please
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Yay! Thank you GAPAs!
Now what?
First post?
What’s going on exactly? How come no one but me has been here?
((First post?))
Oh. Sorry Armada. Yours was the first post.
((1 – Did you read the end of the last thread? Please try not to PoPo.))
Is it two, six, or twelve years later? Or even later?
((I’ll kick us off.))
I stared out my window, the sky painting itself a beautiful swirl of pink and orange across the dying flame of the sun. It was hard for me to believe that years ago, what I was watching now was ravaged by smoke, explosions, screaming and woe.
It had been exactly eight years since the bunnies had attacked Earth, when my mother and father were younger, and they fought with the Resistance. It was my absolute favorite bedtime story, and the same went for my brother Zavier. My parnets met in the strangest way. Funny, how war can bring people together. The earth grew green grass, the earth was fertile, houses were being built left and right around us as I watched. The rebuilding had taken so long, but now I believed we were finally making some progress.
“Zena!” cried my mother from downstairs in the courtyard. “Time for dinner!”
I sighed. I wished that adventures came along every day. Unfortunately for me, a youngling with absolutely n life of her own, was never going to get one of her own.
As it turns out, I was wrong.
((Children? Hm? I guess I’ll just keep Baylee. Plus, she’d still be too young to have children anyway. So, Baylee it is.))
((Double post, sorry.
2 – I recommend reading the end of the last thread.
Nothing personal.
3 – Argh. Please, try not to do that and avoid saying “First post?” altogether. I learned that a while back – painfully – and now try to help the world of MB.
Some profiles for this thread:
2 YEARS LATER
Age: 14
Status: Single
Education: In high school
Job: Babysitter
Children: None.
6 YEARS LATER
Age: 18
Status: Dating Eric
Education: In college majoring in chemistry
Job: Tutor/lifeguard
Children: None.
12 YEARS LATER
Age: 24
Status: Married to *random again* Connor
Education: Finished Ph. D. at Stanford and medical school at JHU, took undergrad at Northwestern University
Job: Chemist at Burnham Institute
Children: None.))
Well… I’m 13 now. So 12 years later I would be 25. I don’t know if that gives my kids enough time.
And, I”d like a character…
8-your kids could be adopted. That’s what I’m doing.
Okay, I’m 24, married to Jared, my job is programming robots, I have a 12-year-old adopted daughter named Alix (short for Alixandra), and…. That’s pretty much it.
Hmm. My name is Julianne Ross. I’m married to Josh Compton but kept my maiden name. I’m 25. My job is geology professor. I have a little adopted boy named Charlie. He’s 8. Someone introduce me?
To make this maneageable, since I don’t want to adopt my kids, I had Zena and Zavier at age 18. That means (if this is twelve years later), they are both 10 years old. Aaron works at the local car plant, the CEO and head representative, and I’m a stay at home mom with occasional missions to go on. We’ve all managed to keep the bunny population to nil (as far as we know), and we are thus far unaware that they are ever going to be able to make a comeback. And they do. Okay then, moving on?
((9 – Not a bad idea.
I adopted identical twin girls, Rachel and Sophia who have brilliant minds, already in 12th grade, but homeschooled from a young woman who made a mistake and didn’t call 911 when a robber came to her house. The little girls were saved in time, but at 6 months were already at 4th grade level. Passed from foster home to foster home, every potential adopter rejected them purely because the twins were smarter then them. But then I adopted them about a year ago, now at age 2.
((12-Yeah.
((Ummm I don’t know too much about HPB’s but, what if one of the kids has one as a pet? A baby one? And doesn’t know it’s evil? :idea:))
((I’m not going to take part in this thread, but I had to say:
12 – They sound too perfect and almost Mary-Sue-like to me. Extremely impossibly brilliant minds? Identical twins? And, they’ve already been in a potentially life-threatening encounter? I don’t want to meddle, but maybe you should tone down your characters a bit.))
This is from third person to avoid arguments. – R&S
“Wait up!” Rachel called. “Just ’cause you got one more point than me in that math test doesn’t mean you can take off without me!”
“Yes it does!” Sophia giggled as she ran to Zena and Zavier’s house.
“Wait for me!” Mom yelled as she ran out from the house. “I have to watch you two!”
“Aw, Mom, you’re so paranoid.” Sophia stopped and turned around, her grin fading. “I mean, I know you were in a war and almost died about fifty billion times, but–”
“Twenty billion, and the bunnies are still out there!” Mom screamed. She stopped dead.
“No, Mom, I’m sorry–” Sophia rushed over to her mother and hugged her.
Mom shook her head. “It’s all right. Just try not to mention it, okay? The memories are worse than you think.” She started walking again.
We exchanged worried glances and continued onward.
What the…???
it’s two years later, by the way. How do we manage to control our “kids”? It seems a bit twisted to me.
So, if we DID go with this, I wouldn’t have kids anyway. I might just have to be the same old guy, albeit *does math* 26 years old. wow. So maybe I could just work it out as the helper of the kids? I’ve gotten so used to manipulating my character as plain old ZVX that I can’t really change.
So maybe a random girlfriend…
I’ll try:
Name: Cerre (prounounced “Se-rah”)
Hair: black, long
Physical description: tallish, thin, wears dagger on waist, dresses completely in black.
Age: 25
Me:
Name: ZVX
Hair: medium, half blond, half died black
Physical description: tallish, slim, permanent scar running across forehead, lightsaber inside black cloak.
Age: 26
so, I don’t have any kids. No, not even married. So basically, I’ll be there to help the kids. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get them out of a few troubles they may encounter.
((12- Hmm, I wonder where you got that idea from? *voice dripping with sarcasm*
I am really confused at the moment, but I will put out my profiles like Kokonilly:
2 YEARS
Age: 17
Status: Single
Education: In high school
Job: Camp Counselor
Children: None
6 YEARS
Age: 21
Status: Dating Sammy
Education: majoring in English and Psych at JHU
Job: Head Counselor
Children: None
8 YEARS
Age: 23
Status: Dating Sammy
Education: Senior year at JHU (I took a lot of APs in high school)
Job: Head Counselor
Children: None
12 YEARS
Age: 27
Status: Married to Sammy
Education: Graduated JHU with BA and MA
Job: P/T OD
Child: Padme
((12-That sounds…interesting.
I think that, to keep people from getting confused, we should post our names like this: Alix (Armada). That way, if someone forgets who’s who, they won’t have to ask or think it’s an accidental alter ego.
Okay, here’s Juliet’s specs. Actually, nobody has seen Juliet in twelve years. After joining in the celebrations, she quietly slipped away at night, and no one has heard from her since. But for the purpose of not being too confusing, here’s what happened to her (or at least the important parts): After leaving us in the Marianas Trench, Juliet hitchhiked on a plane (don’t ask) to New York City. She lived there for several years, and at one point had a baby. (don’t get paranoid, Juliet was sixteen in BA.) Kaye (the baby) lived on the streets with her mother until she was ten, at which point Juliet disappeared. My idea is she (Juliet, not Kaye) was kidnapped by the bunnies and is being kept in a state of suspended animation as a hostage.
Kaye is now eleven, but tougher than most eleven-year-olds (or twelve-year-olds or fourteen-year-olds, for that matter) as a result of living on the street for her entire life. We’ll meet her at one point in the story.
Sound okay to everyone? I don’t want to make things TOO complicated.))
((Hm, I’d like to be older, but I geuss me and Leafygreen eventually got married and adopted eleven year olds, named Lark (mine) and Roberta (Leafygreen’s). I’m from Lark’s perspective, and I was debating with myself to make Lark and Roberta worst enemies or best friends.))
14 – Aww. I like ’em. Fine, forget I ever said anything about the foster home stuff. It’s cliche anyway. Actually, what I had in mind when I wrote that was Constance Contraire from the Mysterious Benedict Society.
18 – Sounds good to me! Is Kaye a vampire too?
so…let’s make a start.
((21 – We already did. See posts 5 and 15.))
2 YEARS
Age: 12
Status: Single
Education: Homeschool
Job: Student
Children: None
6 YEARS
Age: 16
Status: Single
Education: Uh, still homeschooled
Job: Student
Children: None
8 YEARS
Age: 18
Status: Single
Education: Just entered college.
Job: Assistant Scientist
Children: None
12 YEARS
Age: 22
Status: Single
Education: College
Job: Still, assistant scientist, studying Biology, Zoology, and Botany, and still writes.
Child: None
So, I’ll just use Baylee, as always. Is that alright with everyone? Or must I?
I’ll be Eragon. Or, ME! How exactly do I do this???
15-((Rachel and Sophia? Those are the names of fraternal twins in my class at school!))
((I’m AvalonGirl and Serafina. Profiles are coming up. This will be a long post…
Philomena Tiernah Hotaru:
Age: 9 (AvalonGirl would be 27, since she was 15 in BA)
Education: College
Looks: Super-long double-toned hair, bright red (orange) changing into a golden color at the bottom. She can wear colored contacts, so the color or her eyes changes, but they’re actually blue. Kind of tall, she’s 4’9. Weighs 53 pounds, because she’s a Olympic-level gymnast. Also an actress and singer.
Crystl Tsuki Hino:
Age: 7
Education: High School
Looks: Long black hair with silver highlights. Misty gray-blue eyes. Besides that, she’s 4’3. Gymnast, singer, and actress.
Yes, I’m crazy. I know. I’ll RP them tomorrow…))
((25 – Rachel and Sophia? Those are my two favorite names!))
I clattered down the stairs, pulling on my favorite ankle-high boots under my jeans and a mod tee. My lap pad beeped on my desk. “Where-are-you-going-master-Zena?” QE, my lap pad, asked in his modular voice.
“Dinner, QE”, I replied/. I rushed down the spiral steps to the courtyard. Mom stood on the patio, staring out into space, I ran over and jumped onto her lap, hugging her around the neck. “Whatcha thinkin’ about, Mom?” I asked, bouncing up and down.
“Oh…nothing”, replied my mother Aggie. Her curls fell in a cascade down her sharp shoulders, just as mine did, and she had a dreamy twinkle in the corner of her eye as she stared up into the neverending navy sky. Stars were beginning to twinkle in the distance, and this caused her to smile halfheartedly.
“What’s it like up there,Mom?” I asked.
“It can be terribly dangerous, but…” Her voice trailed off. We were interrupted by two noises. One was the SCREECH-bangbangbang of my brother, who insisted upon taking the rickety old elevator that connected floors A1 and B1. He came rushing out of the elevator in a clamor, talking as fast as he could in his annoying ten-year-old voice.
“Mom mom mom! There’s a toad out there an’ he’s making an awful racket and it’s down by the bog and all the other frogs are down there and-”
“Slow down!” Mom cried, smiling broadly. Then, came a wild pounding on the front door.
“ZEEEENA! ZAAAAAVIER!” yelled two voices from outside. I smiled, along with mom and Zavier.
“Koko?” asked my mother tentatively, an even wider grin replacing the previous one.
“You know it!” replied a loud female voice from on the toher side of the door. Mom squealed, and ran to open it. A woman ran inside and hugged mom. Rachel and Sophia dashed our way.
((20-Of course she is!
You know, I need to describe Alix and Kaye. It’s the least I can do, considering I haven’t even described my own character. Okay, here goes.
Alix is tallish, with shoulder-length light brown hair and gray eyes. She’s cheerful and somewhat tomboyish. She’s best friends with Lark and Roberta.
Kaye is medium height, thin, with long black hair. She usually dresses in black, which makes her look a lot like a vampire, which, of course, she is. She acts somewhat depressed most of the time, but she’s a great fighter.
Okay, we should probably get started with the story. I’m gonna write about Kaye first, just to make things interesting.))
Kaye LeGrange walked slowly down the sidewalk outside the edge of Central Park. She was trying hard not to attract attention to herself, and succeeding. To all onlookers she was just another goth girl walking to meet her friends at the mall.
But Kaye was much more than that. Apart from being different from most other kids in a way that rational people didn’t believe in, she had a peice of knowledge that most police officers would have done a lot to get hold of. Her mother, Juliet LeGrange, had disappeared a year ago, and the police had no idea where she had gone. But Kaye did.
“Hey, kid!” Her thoughts were interrupted by a shout. “What’re you doing here? You’re supposed to be in school!”
Kaye sighed to herself and turned around. The man who had shouted was one of the people who hung around here a lot, Matt. He’d never taken any notice of her before, but for some reason he had chosen today to harass her. She didn’t go to school and he knew it. He was trying to get her attention, and he had just succeeded.
Normally Kaye would have just run away, but the contents of her long, black sweater’s pockets also happened to be the former contents of a jewelry box in the bedroom of a rich woman who lived downtown. Kaye hadn’t been caught by the police yet, and she wanted it to stay that way.
“I’m taking a break today,” she shouted back at Matt. “My sister’s in the hospital, and my mom wants me to visit her.”
Kaye didn’t have a sister, but with luck Matt wouldn’t know that. Unfortunately, he didn’t seem to care that much about her sister. “Then why aren’t you visiting her?” he shouted. People were beginning to take notice of them.
“Umm….” Kaye said, trapped by her own lie, unable to think with so many people looking at her. People looking at her made her feel shaky and scared.
“Hey! Leave her alone!” said a voice Kaye didn’t recognize. She looked behind her to see a tall man with a scar across his forehead. “What she’s doing is her own business!”
Matt scowled, but walked away. “All right, all right. Don’t get so touchy!”
The man walked over to her. “I’m ZVX. Are you okay? You look kind of pale.” Kaye laughed in spite of herself. “That’s how I normally look. Thanks. I’m Kaye.”
((Do you mind, ZVX? I needed to have someone who was connected with everyone else. I just hope you haven’t already posted yourself somewhere else.))
((Whoa, that was LONG. Sorry, I didn’t realize.))
We ran to the door and squealed as Zena and Zavier opened it. Mom ran forward and hugged Agrrrfishi, Z&Z’s mom who was also in the war with Mom.
I crouched in a narrow alley as I watched two children run across a road. I smiled to myself, recalling the innocence of childhood–most people wouldn’t believe the things I’d seen and done–and wouldn’t want to hear, anyway.
I stood up, pulling my hood over my face. Going over the surroundings with haunted eyes, I walked away, feeling the hilt of the lightsaber at my belt. Cerre would be waiting for me at the old oak tree in which we lived. The bunnies, luckily for us, couldn’t climb trees, so for now we were safe.
Not that that would last, I reminded myself glumly.
When I got back, Cerre was waiting for me; Sitting on the bench checking the supply of latest blasters that we luckily had access to. The Resistance still existed, of course, but it wasn’t very big. Most of the members had children, and couldn’t risk it. As far as I knew, I was the only one left with no family–except Cerre, my constant companion, and my grey-and-white cat, Merlin, who had claimed the house for himself after Cerre had found him scavenging in a small ghost mining town, living off, (and killing) the bunny’s supplies.
I smiled again. Merlin was the smartest cat to ever live, he could do everything, including master my computer–to an extent.
“What did you find?” Asked Cerre carefully. “Anything?”
“Nothing.” I ground the word out. “The bunnies are virtually untraceable. You wouldn’t guess it, but everything, including the old house that bunny used to leave in doesn’t have any records.”
“Cake!” Swore Cerre. “You sure?”
“Yep.”
“I don’t understand how we didn’t find out. We were so sure…”
“We were.” I crossed over to sit by her. “We’ve lost a trail.”
She suddenly smiled. “Go and see Agrrrfisi.”
((31-What happened to Kaye? No fair!! Or are you going to meet her on the way to see Agrrrfishi? I’m getting confused already. And BTW, I think Kaye could help you with bunny information. You just have to ask.))
((Did anyone read my idea about the bunny being someone’s pet? One of our kids could find it and think it just an innocent little bunny that happens to be pink. Then it could be a spy for the bunnies and find out how to infiltrate our houses!))
((33-That sounds interesting. But would kids of the people who saved the world from the bunnies really not know that bunnies were evil?))
((32- Your post wasn’t up at the time I wrote that, sorry, Armada.))
I grinned. “Vampire? Probably not likely. By the way, I used to work with the Resistance. Against the bunnies.”
Kaye’s face creased. “I know about the Resistance already. Did you–? I thought most of them were dead.”
“I might as well go over to see the guy. He’ll probably explain why he shouted at you. Most do.”
I strode over to the man, who was nonchalantly leaning against a wall. “You could have been nice to her.”
The man raised his eyebrows. “Who’re you to stand up for some kid?”
“Justin,” I breathed. “You’re alive.”
“You,” he growled. “Eleven years of peace, and then who has to turn up but Mr. Bunnykiller ZVX! Eleven years!”
“I haven’t forgotten, Justin.” I said quietly. “Your treachery cost us a life. I warned you to keep out of the way.”
“Oh, that was terrifying,” said Justin, rolling his eyes. “Fourteen year old boy threatening me with death.”
“Then mind your own business, Justin. Your traitorous ways killed Leafygreen.”
((35-Okay. Thanks.))
Kaye frowned in confusion. “Justin? His name’s Matt.” ZVX ignored her. “You should have kept out of the way, Justin. I’m not fourteen anymore.” Matt- or Justin, Kaye wasn’t sure anymore- rolled his eyes. “Yeah, sure. And I’m not a kid either. Do you really want to fight it out, here, now? I could call the police.” “Oh? Really? Well, now might not be the time to fight, but don’t think I’ll forget this, Justin.”
Kaye tugged on ZVX’s arm. “Come on, leave him. He’s not worth it. Or– do you know him from somewhere?” ZVX nodded without taking his eyes off Justin. “He was part of the battle we fought, twelve years ago. He was on the bunnies’ side.” “Oh. But, ZVX, I need to talk to you. I think I have some information you might be able to use.”
“Just a minute, Kaye. I need to settle this.” ZVX walked up to Justin. Despite what he had said, Justin flinched away when the taller man reached inside his cloak. He stayed for a minute, then ran.
Kaye raised her eyebrows as ZVX walked back to join her. “What was that all about?” she asked puzzledly. ZVX smiled grimly. “Justin’s still a coward, even after all these years. Not that he doesn’t have a reason to be afraid. So, what’s the information you so desperately want to tell me?”
Kaye let out a deep breath. In some ways, she had been holding that breath for a year. “Well, my mother was actually also a member of the Resistance, or at least kind of. She-” Kaye broke off as ZVX’s jaw dropped. “What?”
ZVX shook his head. Sorry. I knew you looked familiar, and I had no idea why. But now I do. Was your mother’s name Juliet, by any chance?”
Now it was Kaye’s turn for her jaw to drop. “You knew her?”
“Well, yes. Kind of. But go on with what you were telling me.”
Kaye nodded.
“I haven’t seen Juliet in a year. She was kidnapped by the bunnies.”
((34- Remember, I’m new. I wasn’t one of the ones who saved the world from the bunnies. I just got here. Maybe Charlie could find the bunny?))
((33- How about they find a bunny, it infiltrates the house and then all the origional resistance members go missing? Then, our kids team up to rescue us?
Please, send out the lame alert if necessary. School has sucked away my creativity.))
((38- tell me about it.))
RK Stemway:
age: (I was 11 in BA) 19
School: Academy Of Intergalactic Security (2 years before graduation)
No kids
single
Tokyo:
age: 22
unknown
Life at the academy is tough. Well, it’s as close as it get’s to kickin’ cottontail. “Private Stemway, We need you on the surface, pronto.”
Oh yeah, another thing about the academy. It’s underground.
“Aggie! What have you been up to, stranger?” Kokonilly asked my mom as they sat down on the couch.
“Oh, you know, the usual”, Mom replied. “Watching kids, doing dishes, reminescing about the glory days.”
Kokonilly smiled. “I haven’t seen the resistance in such a long time.” Mom nodded. “I know. I miss them all. Whatever happened to ZVX, do you think?”
Rachel and Sophia dashed over to us. Rachel was very hyper, her pigtails bouncing and spinning as she did the same.
“Didja hear about the foot race that the mayor’s holding next Friday, oh I wanna be in it so bad, I’m a really fast runner I think I could…”
Zavier matched her fast talking with his own. ” There’s a frog in the backyard in the bog and he’s croaking really loud and he’s green and grey and slimy and I wanna catchim do you wanna catchim with me?”
Rachel nooded very fast. “Yeahyeahyeah! I ‘ve always wanted a frog and I wanna pet one ooh let’s go catch it this is gonna be so much fun…” They dashed out the back door, still talking. We lived on the very edge of a greenery street. The roads in front of our house were yet to be repaired, dark and distant in the night. But our house was bright and beautiful, and in the night fireflies flickered to light the paths and stars were visible above the nighttime sky. Sophia and I walked slower than Zavier and Rachel, strolling along the path of the open atrium anbd living room. Then, I heard Mom say, “I just wish that Xeer had been totally vanquished.”
I saw Sophia’s eyes widen. “Quick”, she whispered. “Follow me.” We hid in the hall closet, eavesdropping on Mom and Kokonilly’s conversation.
“What are we douing?” I asked, looking into her pale face.
“Mom talked about this”, she said, quieter still. “Listen.”
((Okay… I think I get what is going on here. Oh, and scratch the fact that I have a daughter in post 17. I’m 27 and still in the resistance. I have to post the rest later b/c my brother needs to have his turn on the computer before he has to leave (grrrr).))
38-((Sounds nice…I’d do it.))
PHILOMENA (‘Mena) :
I jumped onto the springboard, finishing my routine with the uneven bars. I heard applauding from close by. “Crystl,” I addressed the source of the clapping, “Aren’t you supposed to be over at Zena’s house?”
“You’re right!” she squealed, running out the door of the studio and the block to Zena’s house.
I ran after her, using the bouncy mat to climb the building next to me, and sprinted all the way to Zavier’s house. “Hey guys!” I panted, flipping inside. “Am I late?”
As usual, I noticed, Crystl was early and already there. And, luckily, my mom was at home. She’d pay no attention to me at ALL when she met her friends…ick.
((Hang on *catches breath*… okay, now I can post. Please ignore anything I said in post 42- I was not thinking straight. I repeat : I WAS NOT THINKING STRAIGHT. Okay, now… I am going to be posting as my daughter Padme (yes, I am very into Star Wars) who is 13 ( I adopted her at age 10 when I was 24). Padme never knew her parents (they were killed when the bunnies took over), and she grew up in an orphanage run under the tyrannical gov. of the bunnies.))
“You want me?” I asked unsure. “In the past, you were involved with the HPBs right,” the Major said. I nodded.
“We have a situation and I need you on the surface, to meet up with an old friend.” An old friend? I didn’t stop to ask more questions, but hop on the next pod.
After hours I finally managed to catch a pod. ” RK , get ready,” Jett’s voice blared through my comlink. The pod went five times the speed of light, and before I knew it the pod had broken through.
I had no idea where I was. I heard someone say “Mom”. “Aggie , Kokonilly, Tis’ I,” I said
Baylee walked casually down the street. A man who looked oddly familiar ran by. “That was strange Nezz, don’t you think?” Baylee kept walking. A guy from her college was walking along the other side of the road. “Baylee!” He yelled. Baylee started walking faster. “Wait up!” he caught up to her in no time. “So… what’s up?” he asked as Baylee strolled on. “Oh, nothing much. I was just looking around. I was about to visit some old friends.” she said this as if she was in a hurry. “That’s cool. I was just about to go see a movie. You wanna come?”
“Oh, I’m sorry, I can’t, I really have to go. It’s kinda important,”
“Oh, ok, some other time than?”
“Maybe,”
“Ok than. I’ll see ya around.” He crossed the street and went into a nearby bakery. Baylee walked to the bus stop. A few minutes later, the large blue bus came. “Come on Nezz! Up ya go.” Baylee went up the steps, and went to the very back. The bus was crowded. She took the only available seat next to someone reading the newspaper. “A gloomy day, isn’t it?” She said as the bus started to move. “Yes, yesterday it was very sunny, the weather change quite a bit,” said a familiar voice next to her. The man next to her folded his newspaper. She looked at him quizzically. Where had she seen him before? Then she remembered. “Jose!” she cried happily. “Hello Baylee,” he said in a calm voice. “I’m so surprised to see you here. I had thought you guys were left in Florida…” she looked sadly at her feet when she said this. “Well, Matt had found a ship…”
“Matt?! How is he?”
“He’s sleeping peacefully at this moment,”
“Where is he?” He pointed up. “Oh.” there was a moment of silence. The bus stopped. “Ah, well, this is my stop! I guess I’ll be off than.” Baylee got up, and strode off the bus. She was in a large neighborhood. She walked to a large white house, and rang the door bell. “Is that you Baylee?”
((Yikes. Middle school and soccer have been chewing up my time. Leafygreen survived, and we both adopted eleven year olds. My kid’s Lark; Leafy’s is Roberta.))
My best friend Roberta and I were out on my lawn playing soccer, when I remembered something. “We’re supposed to be at Zena’s!” Roberta and I said in unison. I picked up the ball and ran on the dirt road over there.
ooh. Next generation. Aha! Bunny apocalypse:enterprise! Wahahaha! Never mind.
(3rd person. Responding to Baylee.)
A young woman opened the door for Baylee. She was only 27, but she seemed slightly sad. “What is it?” she inquired quietly. Then her lips quirked up into a smile. “Why have you decided to come visit your old friend AvalonGirl after all these years?” she asked, smiling.
“She…was? Juliet?” I said. “It’s not safe to talk here. Why don’t you come to my house–I’m always being watched.” We made an odd sight, the pale girl with the expensive wool sweater, and a hooded figure with no visible features whatsoever. I preferred my face covered; it ensured no identification could be made without close scrutiny.
We neared the old oak. “This is my place,” I said. “It’s a bit small, but we should be comfortable. Can you climb a tree?”
Kaye raised her eyebrows. “I can climb anything.”
We entered. The first thing I noticed was that Cerre wasn’t there. “You’ll meet Cerre later. She’s probably off dealing with a gang of bunnies. But Merlin’s here.” I stroked the big cat’s soft back. “Let’s talk, but first, some refreshment.” I poured some iced tea into two glasses.
“Now, I think you can tell me, and also, don’t even think about stealing the blasters like you stole the jewelry. I only got you out of that because I wanted your information.”
Kaye was dumbfounded. “How did you know?”
“It’s not that hard. It fell out of your sweater.”
((I am confused already.
40-It’s been twelve years, not eight. 46- Matt=Justin. I don’t know if you knew that or not.
*sigh* I suppose I need to introduce Alix at some point. All right, here goes.))
I was reading in my room when my mom called up the stairs to me. “Alix! Come down here a minute, would you?”
I sighed, put down my book regretfully- I had just been getting to the good part!- and clattered down the stairs. “What is it, Mom?”
“There’s something important going on at Zena’s. All of your friends are there, and we need you too. Come on.” I frowned. “Now? What’s going on that’s so important?” “You’ll find out when we get there. Come on, it’s kind of urgent. We sure don’t want to be late.”
I shrugged and followed her out the front door.
As we eavesdropped with Zena and Zavier, our eyes grew wide. “Conference!” Rachel hissed. We snuck into the the closet and locked the door. “We might have to fight?” Sophia’s eyes grew big. “But… why? I thought the war was over.”
“It was.” Zena looked tired. “But Mom and Kokonilly – your mom – know that William – the very bad bunny – had offspring.”
“Like Darth Vader?”
“Yeah. Except he was never good, and his kid is evil too.”
“So, like Hitler having kids?”
“Sure. Anyway, they’re not sure if they got rid of him.”
“WHAT?!?!?!” Three voices cried out in unison. Zavier looked hurt. “I thought you told me everything! You DIDN’T tell me something this big?”
“Mom told me not to tell,” Zena said. “I walked into the room on accident as our moms were talking and – and -” Her eyes welled up. “We’re gonna have to fight in the big war.”
“The big war?” Rachel’s eyes got big. Sophia looked close to tears. “But… but… why? I mean, we’re not going to – to – to -d-d–” Sophia and Rachel started sobbing, holding on to each other for dear life. Zena and Zavier exchanged worried looks.
((Whoops, sorry ZVX. Your post wasn’t there when I wrote that. Kaye it is.))
Kaye shook her head in shock. “Are you going to turn me in?” she asked, watching ZVX’s face, or at least what she could see of it, as well as the exit to the treehouse.
“Of course not. Actually, I’ve done some stealing myself, when it was necessary. But forget that. Tell me about Juliet.”
Kaye took a deep breath and began.
“Well…. it was about a year ago. I was ten then. We were walking home from the supermarket, and we took a shortcut through the park. We were just walking along the path, and then I saw this weird flash of pink in the bushes next to us. I pointed it out to Mom, and she looked, but it was gone by then.
She asked me what it had been, and I told her it had just been a little bit of pink, like there was a pink animal hiding in the bushes.
See, I didn’t know about the bunny wars back then Well, I guess I did, but it wasn’t really something I thought about. You know how that is, like when you’re young and you come across a concept that’s too big for you to really grasp, so you just ignore it?” ZVX nodded, but motioned for her to keep going.
“Well, anyway. Mom got kind of freaked out then, and she asked me what kind of pink it was. I said hot pink, and then she really got scared. She was saying a lot of stuff about being worse than even Justin, and they would kill her if they caught her, and generally paranoid kinds of stuff.”
“Wait just a minute.” ZVX frowned. “I don’t know a lot about Juliet, but she’s definitely nowhere near Justin, in any way. Although I don’t really know how she came to be controlled by William in the first place. I always assumed she was just captured by the bunnies, but…”
“Oh, I don’t think she meant anything special when she said that. She was just really scared. So, anyway. About that time, a lot of bunnies appeared out of nowhere and started attacking Mom. She fought like I didn’t know it was possible to, but there were too many of them.” Kaye’s voice dropped to somewhere near a whisper, and ZVX had to lean in closer to hear her.
“They didn’t notice me at all. I guess their orders were just to get Juliet, and they didn’t care about me. Mom was completely overwhelmed, but before they got her away she shouted something about the Resistance and how they would help if I could find them. And then they all disappeared. I don’t know if the bunnies have some kind of transport device or if I just passed out, but they were there one minute and gone the next.
After that, I didn’t know what to do. I tried to keep living. I couldn’t tell the police about Mom because if i did they would put me in a foster home, but they found out eventually anyway.
I went to the library and researched the Resistance. I found out all about you guys, but none of the info I found said anything about where you had gone after the war. I assumed that you had all died when you ship blew up.”
ZVX shook his head. “Actually, none of us died then. I think it’s time for you to meet the rest of the Resistance.”
((OK, so it’s been 12 years? Profile coming up!
Age: 31
Status: Married
Education: Graduated with two degrees: Animation and Computer Science
Job: Animator for Dreamworks
Children: Jennifer, age 5))
I sat at my kitchen table, fiddling around with the enhanced model for Puss-in Boots that I was supposed to be animating for Shrek 12. It was very useful to be able to connect to the server wirelessly, so that I could work through my laptop computer at home, rather than commuting every day. After rendering a few more frames, I minimized the animation program and opened up my secure link to the Resistance. The only other member who was online at the moment was ZVX, but that was normal. I really wished that I could do more to get rid of the remaining bunnies, but after we had defeated their main body, most of the work left involved a lot of running and jumping, something that I had never been good at. And I couldn’t shake the feeling that the bunnies might come back at some point. I decided to keep up the connection for a little longer, just in case someone else logged on, so I could say hi.
((53 – Nice!
))
54 – 31? Wow.
Roberta and I ran to the house. I didn’t see Zena on the porch, so we assumed that we should go through the second entrance. We climbed up on the roof, soccer ball and all, and climbed into the chimney. We slid down, and landed in the fireplace with a small thud. We looked around. No one was in the room except us. Suddenly, I saw a small flash of pink dart past us and into the next room. ((*ominous music plays*))
(( I think that bunnies should come from all over and take away the kids’ parents (us). Then, kids go on a misson to rescue them.))
((55-Thank you.
57-All of us? But what about- *realizes* Oh, right. Just the parents. That would be fine.
ZVX? You there? I seem to have a knack for getting into situations with only one other person. Sigh…))
((58- I am here indeed, Armada. You see, I’ve been attacked by the monster otherwise known as HOMEWORK
))
“The Resistance still exists, technically, but me and Groundhog can’t order them to fight and risk their families, but we still talk to each other using that,” I pointed to the computer. “Groundhog’s on right now–”
Cerre banged heavily in. “Who’s that?” She asked, drawing a dagger.
“It’s okay,” I said. “This is Kaye, Juliet’s daughter, she was being threatened by an old enemy of mine, so I brought her back here.”
Cerre raised her eyebrows. “She’s a bit pale; I’ll give her some food–she probably needs it. I ran into a bunny on the way down, but as it was just one, I dealt with en pretty easily. Let’s hear our vampire girl’s report.”
“This is Cerre,” I said. “Please let me continue, though. Groundhog’s on in the connection, so I’m going to start a little chat with her. You can just talk, the computer’s filming you. And Groundhog’s face’ll appear on the screen.”
“OK,” Said Kaye. “I’m used to computers.”
I opened up the chat.
“Hello, Groundhog. I’ve got someone here to talk to you.”
((59-Ah. How I pity all you schooled people….
I’m suffering from writer’s block. I can’t think of a thing to say.
Maybe a little later…))
((I finally decided to join.
I’m writing as Julianne right now. I just moved here and don’t know much about the Resistance or the bunny wars, or William.))
“CHARLIE!!!” I yelled. “Charlie, where are you? It’s dinner time!”
“I’m right here, Mom. I was just seeing if I could climb all the way to the top of the big oak tree.”
“Charlie, don’t scare me like that!”
“Sorry, Mom. But look what I found!” He showed me a rather odd-looking bunny. Its fur appeared to be white, but showed some streaks of hot-pink. I figured some kid had dyed it.
((Profile coming up!
Julianne: long, pale blond hair, gray eyes, tall. A little ditzy.
Charlie: brown hair, brown eyes, short-ish, NORMAL 8 YEAR OLD. Since no one else seems to have NORMAL kids.))
((61-Erm….. who are you?……..Oh, right. LadyGaladriel. Right? I think this is going to get confusing after a while.
Hey! We have normal kids! Don’t judge all of us by Kokonilly!))
((51 – Mmkay.
))
61 – Normal people are overrated.
PHILOMENA:
I was chasing after the streak of hot pink, when I slipped and fell with a loud THUD. I heard Lark and Roberta yell in unison “HEY!” then two more THUDs as they fell. Well, seemingly Lark got up, for she ran into the room and found me sprawled on the floor. “Don’t laugh. Don’t DARE laugh!” I stated menacingly. “It’s a long story, help me up, PLEASE?” I asked, with the funniest look on my face that caused Lark to dissolve into laughter.
CRYSTL:
((Remember, she’s 7!))
I ran into a closet, having seen ‘Mena, and I knew she was MAD! But in the closet was Zena, Zavier, Rachel, and Sophia! From their expressions, I knew something was wrong…
“What’s going on?” I asked quietly.
((63- Mmkay what?
None of us are normal. That’s how a MuseBlogger is, by definition.))
((65 – Mmkay to Agrrrfishi’s post.))
“Nothing.” Sophia wiped her eyes. “Just… just -” She started sobbing again.
Rachel glared at Crystl. “Can’t you see we’re sad? Now, go away and play with ‘Mena.” She hugged her sister tightly.
((61- My kids are perfectly normal! *indignancy*))
I was thoroughly surprised that Mom hadn’t noticed all of the kids SNEAKING IN AND OUT OF THE CLOSET WHEN WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE LISTENING! ((sorry)) But as I pressed my ear to the door, I was able to hear most of the conversation through the slots of the wooden door.
“They told us this was going to ahppen, someday…” Kokonilly said comfortingly.
Mom sighed. “I just didn’t expect it would be so soon. We spent all this time fixing and building, and for what? They’re coming back, Nilly, I know it. Aaron can’t give up his life, and I can’t sacrifice the kids. It can’t happen again.”
“But it is.”
Mom buried her head in her hands. “He knows where we are. he’s going to send them for us. We have to be ready.”
‘But how?” Kokonilly asked.
In answer, Mom walked over to a small black box that had always lain on the hall table, solid silver lock twisted properly into place. She spun the dial thrice, and with a small click the box lid popped up.
Mom pulled out a long, cylindrical object that shone in the lamplight, and pressed a button. Instantly, a long blue light shot from the end of it and pointed upward, pulsing faintly. I gasped. Rachel, who was sitting beside me and looking through the slots, gasped too.
“Just in case”, said Mom, and slid the blue glowing light back into its’ chamber.
“A lightsaber”, gasped Zavier. “Wowee. I didn’t know Mommy had one.”
“I didn’t know anyone had one”, I breathed. “Especially not Mom.”
“I know what you’re trying to say”, said Kokonilly from the living room. “I’ve been ready, but I never thought…and so soon…”
Then, without warning, an enormous blast sounded from the back living room wall. Mom screamed, and the entire wall exploded in a burst of gray brick and flame. Every kid in the closet screamed too, scrambling into the back of the closet as the heat of the flames and the explosion wafted into the small enclosed space.
“Cover your noses!” urged Sophia. We all did so. I heard Mom yell, “WHO SENT YOU?” Then, there were screams and shots from blasters, and evil high-pitched laughter.
“HELP! HELP!” screamed Kokonilly, who was obviously struggling. I saw tears streaming from Rachel’s eyes, but her hand covered her mouth and nose tight. Crystl buried her head in her knees, still screaming. I clung to Zavier, then, when noise began to grow faint, I climbed to the front of the closet and unlatched the handle. I pushed the door open, fists at the ready.
The entire ceiling was gone, and the living room was covered in rubble and bricks and dust. There was no sign of Mom or Kokonilly. Our house was destroyed, and there were numerous pink footsteps left all over the remnants of the carpets. I looked upwards, to see a ship long and grey floating above us. it glowed bright white, and made a loud whirring noise. on the side was printed an emblem: that of a large pink bunny.
I could hear faint screaming in the distance, and as I looked on, the ship’s boosters began to glow brighter and whirr louder. I shielded my face with a hand. screaming to the heavens, “MOM! MOM?” Then, the ship completely dissappeared into the twinkling of a sunset, leaving only a blue trail behind it.
((Other parents, make your own stories of how you were kidnapped.))
I approached Aggie’s house. To my horror it was in sorry shape. Like it had been attacked.
What if HPBs where there? I slowly opened the door. The bunnies weren’t there, just come scared looking kids. Probbably Aggie’s.
“Are you guys alright?” I asked. They nodded. ” Who are you?” one of them asked. ” I’m RK, a friend of your Mother,” I said.
((67-Oooookay then.))
As we rounded the corner to Zena’s house, I stared in shock. It looked as if a whole wall on the side away from the road had been ripped out. Mom stopped for a minute, and then we both started running toward the house.
When we got to the front door, there was a person I had never seen before standing in the doorway, along with most of my friends. Although she was unfamiliar to me, Mom apparently recognized her immediately.
“RK!” she said, sounding relieved. “What’s going on?”
“I think Kokonilly and Aggie were kidnapped by the bunnies,” the woman said.
“Oh, Koko. Do you have any idea where everyone else is?”
“No, but I think I have an idea who might, as well as being able to help us track the bunnies. We need to call ZVX and Groundhog. Now.”
((69- Excellent; a tracking job? I might like to define myself as a tracker and private assassin. If you must know, the com. card number would be “320849321132480”. Let’s hope that works out–and Kaye doesn’t prove more powerful than she looks.
Anyway, I might add that we can’t let this disintegrate! We are at a delicate plot stage, and no battles yet, please. That would overplay the drama unfolding.
Everyone, rally to have as much of violent, tragic parent kidnappings as we can. It gives the kids a little chance to prove themselves, and time for some of us to take a break.
Hopefully, the kids’ll take the hint.
60- I’m homeschooled, actually…but that just makes it harder; I’m supposed to be in sixth grade and I’m doing eighth grade work on some stuff.))
AvalonGirl and Baylee weren’t there. There was signs of a battle, but they were gone.
CRYSTL:
I started sobbing as we looked outside. “What if all of them-” I was interrupted by a scream (3 screams, actually) coming from the kitchen.
PHILOMENA:
We all had been trapped, and we started to scream loudly when we realized that probably all our parents were GONE. Then we broke down and sobbed.
((This is from my perspective.))
Leafy and I sat talking, draining sodas. I looked out the window. The kids were gone, and we were free to talk about the more grisly parts of the war. I began by saying, “When, exactly, did you build that robo-” but was cut off by the sound of explosion and gunfire. The room was covered with rubble, and it was still raining down on us. “What’s happening?!” Leafy screamed. There was a look in her eyes I had barely ever seen- absolute terror. I answered by yelling, “Bunnies!” Then Leafy screamed something, and we both screamed. Suddenly, I saw that horrifyingly familiar shade of magenta. A net fell over me, and I was hit in the head. Hard. Everything went fuzzy, like an old movie, and then it was black completely.
((We’ve been captured! *more ominous music plays*))
We stared in horror as Mom and Aggie werre taken away. Rachel ran after them, sobbing hysterically. She collapsed as they vanished, still sobbing. Sophia did the same.
((Thanks, Aggie, for roping me into your predicament.
))
I ran out with Roberta, yelling to the other kids, “We’ll be back soon!” We ran down the dirt road toward our house, and when we reached it, we stood there in shock. The roof had collapsed, as if crushed by a UFO, but we could still get inside. “Mum? MUM!” I yelled, tears trickling down my face. No answer. I walked down the main hallway, which had been crushed, and picked up one of my many pieces of artwork. The glass that framed it was chipped and cracked, and it was singed. I cried out one last time, “MUM?” before breaking down. She was gone.
((Oops, sorry bout the name thing. I don’t think I’ll do that anymore, though.))
((I think, just for fun, the bunny Charlie found will use mind control to convince us to be on its side.
OK. This is a week after we found the bunny. Mine started a week before you guys were kidnapped.))
“Hey, Charlie, the bunny is all pink now!” I giggled. “Hey look, it has… what is…. MUST- HELP- BUNNY. BUNNY- NEED- HELP. NEED- KIDNAP- BAD- RESISTANCE.”
“Mom?”
“Charlie… get away…” I gasped. The bunny turned up the mind control device, and I suddenly felt a need to walk out the door. There was a ship outside, and I needed to get on it. I stepped right into its tractor beam, and in an instant I was whisked away. I’m not sure what happened after that. The mind control was too strong….
((70-Oh. Eek. But I thought you said you were fourteen…
Yes, let’s try to have this read a little more like a book than BA. It’s turning out pretty well so far, actually, so let’s try to keep it that way.
Why would Kaye being powerful be a problem? She’s not on the bad side, she’s just a kid trying to be a lot more grown-up than she’s ready to be. See, already more plot complexity than the first story. I think that we’ve started making the rare sequel that’s better than the first book. Not to put down BA or anything.))
(((74) Roberta — that’s a nice name.))
((77- No, I play a fourteen year old character, I’m really 11. So, don’t be scared. I’m not that dumb.
I totally agree with you–but if Kaye’s too powerful, then you don’t want to outshine the other kids. That could be bad–working out the plot is important, and also, I intend to edit this down and create it to a readable form.
And, Kaye could possibly turn.))
“I was once some flour
so fluffy and pure white
before blackness picked me up and combined
with stinky cheese and onion flakes
What am I?”
((What the heck? Um. I think its a potato chip. But that’s a random guess.))
((79 – It’s 12 years into the future, not three. Wait. What?))
(( From my perspective))
I awoke in darkness. I couldn’t move, and with every passing moment it was growing harder to breathe. Was I having a bad dream? I reached for my lightsaber, only to remember that I didn’t have it , and that my hands were tied anyway. Suddenly, everything was plunged into bright white light. I struggled against my bonds, and nearby I heard others doing the same.
Once I adjusted to the change in lighting, I turned my head to the side. I was strapped to a metal chair with heavy steel buckles, and a fiendish contraption was hovering above my head, every now and then sparking flashes of blue light. Then, I saw them.
“Nilly? Zinc! Leafy!” As I called out the names of all of my resistance members, I found that there was a gag over my mouth. I worked at it with my strong teeth, eventually managing to put it around my neck instead of around my face. Before I had time to speak again, there was a terrible clanging and whirring noise. The white walls were moving away, to reveal a black chamber that looked almost medieval, filled with torture implimants from my dark Resistance past. The black room was lit dimly by torches glowing pink, and in the middle of it all, there was a swiveling chair. It spun around slowly, reveling a short, hunched figure shrouded by a black cloak.
“Hello, bipeds”, said a sickeningly familiar voice. “Remember me?” The hood fell. The bunny face that I knew from years ago met my eyes. I screamed. Then, from aboveme, the circular device that sent blue sparks sent a shock wave big enough to stun ten bunnies coarsing through my body. I screamed and screamed, and heard my friends doing the same.
“AARON!” I yelled through the haze of blue fire and pain. But I knew he couldn’t hear me.
((I’ve an idea, let’s say the dude I’m married to, *checks* Connor, is Emma and Lucy’s brother, who escaped from the rubble of their destroyed home and was on the run ever since. He knows about the bunnies.))
KOKONILLY:
I woke up. It was pitch-black. I was bound and gagged, but that would change. I squirmed and wiggled until I pulled my Swiss Army knife out of the secret pocket where I held everything, just in case something like this ever happened again. I picked the lock, loosened the gag, and pretended to still be hand-and-leg-cuffed. I heard Aggie’s lonely voice and closed my eyes as I heard her yell “AARON!”. I realized I was sobbing quietly, for Connor, for Rachel, for Sophia, for Aggie.
RACHEL AND SOPHIA:
“Well?!?!?!?! What are we standing here for?!?!?!” Rachel’s sadness had turned to anger rather quickly. “We have to go save them!”
The others murmured agreement. “We have to find weapons first.” Sophia’s tears had dried and her face was grim.
((78- I didn’t name her after you. I knew and liked that name far before I even knew about the blog. No offense, of course.))
((My perspective))
I woke up. My eyelids where heavy, and I couldn’t remember anything. ((I still have attacks of amnesia whenever I bonk my noggin.)) I was tied up in rope. I was strapped to a chair, and there was some device on my head. I was gagged. There was a rabbit, and he was saying things. My brain was still too sluggish and slow to comprehend what he was saying, but he sounded like he wanted revenge. Suddenly, a white hot pain coursed through my veins, causing me to writhe in pain. There was too much, and I conked out again.
KOKONILLY:
I suddenly felt intense pain. Writhing and squirming, I pulled out a Tylenol, examined it, and took about five pills. Instantly the pain was lessened.
Then it got stronger. I suddenly realized tears kept streaming down my face as I screamed and screamed.
RACHEL AND SOPHIA:
Sophia stopped, her face shocked. “What happened?” Rachel hugged her sister. “You know something about Mom?”
“She’s… in pain…” Sophia was gasping for air.
“Um… what’s she doing?” Zena looked confused, as did Zavier.
“Mom can use the Force, right?” Zena and Zavier nodded. “So she put an empathy link between Mom and Sophia. They made sure that they always knew where we were. I have one with Dad.” She turned white. “Oh no – Dad -”
“It’s all right,” Zena soothed. “You would have known if he was in trouble.”
CONNOR:
As I listened into Rachel’s conversation, I knew I had to take action. “Listen, Einstein, I gotta go. You know, family stuff.”
“Yes, yes, make sure to say hi to the lovely ladies for me.” A frizzy-haired man who closely resembled Albert Einstein (hence his nickname) waved me away.
I swallowed. “I might not be back for a while. Bunnies are coming back.”
Einstein turned white and nodded. He had also been on the run with me, a long time ago and knew the horrors of bunnies. “Go. Is the missus in trouble?”
“Captured.”
He grew even paler and said, “Go. I’ll go fetch my stuff and follow. BE CAREFUL. Remember Dublin.”
I shuddered at the thought of the mass bunnification in Dublin ever so long ago that we narrowly escaped. “I will. Keep in touch.”
“Go already!”
“Bye.”
“Bye.” He looked sad.
((GOSH, that was a long post. Sorry about that.))
((79-I see. Yeah, I was wondering. You come across like you’re fourteen.
So I’m not really in a position to help you right now. I’m really sorry.
Oh, I wasn’t thinking that Kaye would be (much) more powerful than the other kids. Actually, I was kind of working towards having a plot twist centered on Juliet. Like, she used to actually be a willing member of William’s army, but then he asked her to do something really horrible and she rebelled. Of course, that’s not the smartest thing to do, and she was imprisoned and later given the choice between death and being a host to William. And, of course, the rest is history.
I’d like to help you edit this, and BA could use it too, though it would have to undergo some SERIOUS changes before it would be readable. Unfortunately, I’m leaving on a camping trip tomorrow and will be gone for three weeks.
This might even be my last post on BA:TNG before I go. I should really make an effort to write something before I leave, but I have CAKING WRITER’S BLOCK!!!!!
Also, would someone mind RPing one/both of my characters? Since it seems that we’re not going to be hearing from Kaye in first person for a while, I suppose you could take turns, and you could probably do the same thing with Alix. It’s much easier to write from someone’s POV when they’re not a real person. I surpose I could have them be kidnapped, but it’s really much too early in the story for that, and knocking them out for three weeks would be stretching it, even here.))
((81- Well, I meant I played a fourteen year old character on BA. I’m now 26, to solve any confusion.
ARMADA!))
((Okay…after spending much time and energy reading the 30 some odd posts that cropped up after mine, I can finally post))
VOOMP, VOOMP, VOOMP! My blue lightsaber flashed as I battled my hardest, trying to defeat the opponent before me- a robot. My Aunt Groundhog had designed it for me, after realizing that I was seriously force sensitive. Over the clashing sounds I heard my name being called.
“Padme!”
“Coming Mom!” I pressed the robot’s remote and it immediately went stationary. Clipping my saber onto my belt, I ran upstairs.
“Yes? You called?” My mother was standing next to the closet. Or at least, it looked like Mom, until it turned around. It was an HPB. I immediately powered up my lightsaber.
“Where’s my Mom, you pink thug?” The bunny just chuckled.
“Right here- or at least she was a minute ago. I’m afraid that you won’t be seeing her any time soon…”
I struck it squarely in its puce ears with my saber, causing it to shriek in agony. And then suddenly it was gone. I collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down my cheeks. The first person who had ever been kind to me in my life, who I had known for only three years, was now gone- taken by the bunnies.
‘Oh, stop it Padme. Mom is still alive. But she won’t remain that way unless you do something about it. Get up and move it!’ my conscience reprimanded me. I picked myself up from the floor, dragging myself over to the kitchen. It was there that I noticed the scorch marks. It appeared that this was where the fight had occured. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mom’s open laptop. On it was a message- it seemed that Mom had been IMing someone.
‘KITTYMINE! Get to the Base ASAP! Bunnies are on the move! ZVX.’
I shuddered, dark thoughts threatening to enter my head. I shook them off for the moment, trying to think. ‘I’ll head over to Zena and Zavier’s- it’s the only thing I can think of to do.’ My face still wet with tears, I ran out the door toward Zena and Zavier’s, my memories finally overwhelming me.
((FYI- in case no one picked this up from my last post, Padme was raised in an orphanage under the HPB’s rule, hence the really bad memories.
Description of Padme- long brown hair, green eyes, tan, 13, 4″9. Force user and weilds a blue lightsaber.
Sorry this post is so long.))
((Oops! Sorry if this is a double post, but there is an inconsistency in Padme’s history.
Padme was a year old when we killed William, but it still took a few years to clear out all the bunnies. So the bunnies were ruling her orphanage until she was 5. Unfortunately, their irradication didn’t help her situation much since the new head of the orphanage was evil and nasty- the stereotypical evil one. When Padme was 10, I adopted her out of there. Almost immediately after her adoption, Groundhog realized that she was really force sensitive and built the aforementioned robot for combat practice. I’m not sure who would be teaching Padme how to use the force since Groundhog informs me that she is no teacher. In any case, someone was teaching her how to use the force.))
((59 – Sorry I didn’t reply.))
“Okay.” I typed, hoping that this wasn’t the beginning of the bunnies’ comeback. “I’m going to turn on the camera.” I turned on the little camera built into the lid of my laptop, and a video conferencing window appeared on my screen. I could see ZVX’s tree house, and a girl who looked a lot like the vampire that William had been inhabiting during the last war. “What’s up?” I asked the girl on the screen.
((I’m writing as Julianne still.))
When I finally got over the mind control, I was sitting on the ground. I had apparently blacked out, because the mind control was too strong, and didn’t remember anything except vague feelings of terror and sadness. There was something odd on the floor next to me- what was it? Remembering the mind control device, I figured I shouldn’t pick it up, but then realized that it didn’t look at all like what the bunny had used. Suddenly, a beam of light shot out from it, and I realized what it was. Charlie had one of these, a toy one. It was a lightsaber. And this one was real.
KITTYMINE:
I woke up in a dimly lit room, chained up- three guesses where. I heard a scream next to me. I turned my head sideways.
“Kokonilly!” I looked around the room to find other old resistance fighters- Zinc, Aggie, Leafy, Baylee, and Avalongirl. It appeared that we were all in for the “shock therapy” that was coursing through Kokonilly. I turned my head forward to see a bunny figure shrouded in a black cloak. Sensing my gaze, it turned to look at me. I gasped. Xeer chuckled nastily.
“So…it appears that I am remembered, biped. Rest assured I will probably be the last thing you ever see.”
The metal device on my head clicked, and then all I knew was white hot pain, tearing through my every limb. My last thought before I blacked out was, ‘Forgive me Padme- for all of this.’
((Back to Zena again))
“Come on”, I said resolutely, helping a shaking Sophia to her feet. Being the oldest, I knew that we had to get help. And I knew just the right guy for the job. Mom had told me about him when she recounted the stories of her life in the Resistance to me as a kid.
“We have to find ZVX.”
“Who’s that?’ asked a confused-looking Crystl.
“My mom’s friend from the Resistance days”, I said. “She must have left an adress someplace. I walked over to the hall table where my mom had left the lightsaber box, the contents of which now lay on the floor beside the table. I picked them up. Several papers were clustered in the bottom of the box. Zavier had eyes only for the saber, which he picked up and ran a finger over. I filed through the yellowing sheets of looseleaf, until my eyes caught three letters and and adress underneath them.
“ZVX- 2345 West Goyle Street: The Treehouse”, I read quietly to myself.
“What was that?” asked Rachel, who was now flipping the lightsaber over in her hands. She twirled it so fast that it flew from her hands and into the wall, missing Sophia by inches.
“Careful!” I cried. Crystl walked over and grabbed the lighsaber up, closing it and handing it back to me.
“Thanks”, I said gratefully. I slipped it into the belt loop of my jeans. then, I folded up the sheet of paper and stowed it away in my back pocket.
“Come on, you guys”, I said, beckoning over my shoulder. Then, I turned to Sophia. “Soph, can you find West Goyle street for me?”
She nodded, closing her eyes. Suddenly, she sprinted out the door.
“Come on!” I cried again, running after her with the others at my heels. We dashed out into the pale black night, across the rugged streets and away from my house. Little did we know that we wouldn’t be returning for a while, perhaps a very long while.
“Wow,” Rachel panted as she sprinted after Sophia. “I knew she had the empathy link, but not psychic abilities or something similar. Freaky. Hey, you think I got Force abilities from my mom, Zena?” Zena and Zavier were like older siblings to Rachel and Sophia.
Zena shook her head. “I don’t know. Anything’s possible at this point.”
Zavier looked at the little girls, who were starting to slow down. “Hey, you want a ride?”
“What?” Rachel and Sophia said simultaneously.
“Zena and I could carry you two,” Zavier mumbled, growing more and more uncomfortable.
“What?” Zena said.
Rachel and Sophia nodded eagerly. “Hop on.” Zena and Zavier bent down, allowing the twin girls to hop on to their backs piggy-back style. “Tell me where to go, Sophia,” Zena said.
Sophia nodded. “Turn here.”
((Hmm… now how am I going to catch up with you guys…))
PADME
I fled through the darkening twilight. I rushed up to Zena’s house, only to find that the house was empty- and partially demolished. I ran inside, fear clawing up my throat. I heard a slight crunching sound beneath my feet. I lifted up my foot to find a note with an address on it:
ZVX- 2345 West Goyle Street: The Treehouse
ZVX- that was the same person who was mentioned in the IM. West Goyle Street- that was a 15 minute walk from here. A 10 minute run, if you’re desperate. ‘And this doesn’t count as desperate?’ Cursing my brain’s snide comments, I grabbed the paper and ran out the door. After a few minutes of running, I saw the sillouettes of some very familiar people.
“Hey- Zena! Guys! Wait up!”
We sprinted around a corner. Being much too strong for my age, I could lift Sophia easily, but I could tell that Zavier was having a tough time. He did’t work out much, and spent most of his time playing videogames on our Playstation 8.
I stopped twisting down roads when I read the dark green street sign that said ‘West Goyle St.’ There were no houses as far as I could tell. Instead, the entire dirt road was lined with enormous trees, about a hundred feet high. We walked slowly down the street. Rachel and Sophia hopped off my and Zavier’s backs. I scanned the street for any sign of life. Then, I saw the wooden corner of an unidentified…something protruding from the branches of an overgrown sycamore. I walked up to get a closer look, Sophia at my heels.
“This is the place”, she said suddenly. I looked at the thick trunk. There was an area that wasn’t covered by bark. Onto the bare tree was carved ‘2345’. I stared up.
“ZAVIER!” I yelled. He came running.
“What is it, Zee?” he asked.
“Look up”, I replied. He did.
“Whoa”, he said.
We were staring at the bottom of what appeared to be an enormous house sitting in the gnarled and leaf-ridden branches of the sycamore. The limbs almost completely concealed it, but we could still get a visual on the metal underside of a giant boxy structure, with a trapdoor on the bottom.
I took a closer look at the numbers carved on the tree trunk. Next to the were about eight small holes, and near them was a brown button. I pressed it.
“Who’s there?” asked a male voice.
“Zena Conan. I believe you knew my mom, Aggie? Listen, she was kidnapped by some alien bunnies. I need help. We need help.”
Without another word, there was a loud clanging noise from above, and the trapdoor opened. A silver metal ladder came sliding out of the trunk. Zena stared at it, perplexed.
“Well, come on!” said Rachel, stepping on. “Let’s go.”
((Let’s all pretend we’re with you guys, okay?))
I followed quickly after Rachel, climbing the ladder like a squirrel. I stepped into the house, and there was a man, a woman, and Kaye.
((You said Roberta and I where your best friends, no?))
As Rachel and Sophia climbed up the tree, their eyes grew wider and wider. “Woah… I’ve always wanted a tree house!” Rachel cried, amazed.
“So did I,” ZVX said, emerging from behind a window. “And so I have one now.” He spread his arms out and grinned. “You’re Aggie’s kids,” he said, pointing to Zena and Zavier. “You’re Nilly’s kids,” he said, pointing to us. “You’re Zinc and Leafy’s kids, right
?” Two unknown girls nodded.
“We’ve spent seven years, and we’re flooded with kids now?” Asked Cerre.
“No,” I answered. “This is no coincidence. You said something about Aggie?”
The older one, a girl of about twelve, by the look of her, looked me up and down. “Yes, she’s our mother,” She gestured at the boy to the left. “She was kidnapped.”
“She was?” I asked. “You’re very sure?”
“Yes.”
Cerre intervened. “Sit down, we can’t have this conversation with the trapdoor open either. And who are your friends?”
“I’m Zena. Zavier, Roberta, Padme, Rachel, Sophia.”
“Well, let’s see–and, Groundhog, make sure you get this taped and filmed in perfect sound and good color. We’ll need to study it later,” I said, addressing the computer. “We’re going to have to pull the Resistance back together–no time to waste. Send everyone able a phone call, a text message, and an email, after you’ve got the video. I’ll be there once we’ve sorted this out. It looks like the peace isn’t going to last.”
“It isn’t,” Agreed Groundhog.
I was very perplexed when I saw a talking cat sitting on her haunches and nonchalantly talking right in front of me about the trapddor, though admittedly not as much so as I had been an hour or so previously when my mother had been kidnapped by bunnies on an alien cruiser. The cat turned it’s sleek head to ZVX.
“Can’t we get the kids to an orphanage or something? Extra baggage on a bunny hunt isn’t a very good idea, or a very sane one at that.”
I scowled widely. “Could loose baggage do this?” I asked, pulling the lightsaber from my belt. I did an aerial double kickflip, spinning the lightsaber so that it very nearly missed one of the cat’s ears as I dropped lightly to the floor.
“Be careful with that thing!” shrieked the cat, yowling and leaping away from the spot of a burn to the floor.
“Yup, that’s definetly Aggie’s” said an amused-looking girl from on the computer screen, the oone called Groundhog.
“Okay, so she can fight” said the angry cat. “But is she really bunny material?”
“HEY! Don’t forget us!” said rachel indignantly.
“Yeah, what about them?” asked Cerre. “That’s just more heads to count. ZVX…”
He held up a hand. “That’s enough, Cerre. Have a little faith, will you?”
“Six of them…” mused Groundhog. “We could have a full team on our hands.”
“Well, we can’t take all of them,”, said ZVX. “The younger ones will have to stay behind.”
“No way!” cried Sophia, who leapt up. “I can fight these dumb bunnies, no matter how old I am!”
“Me, too”, said Zavier, also standing.
“And, me!”
said Rachel.
“Me”, said Roberta.
“Me”, said Padme.
“Me,too” added Crystl.
ZVX groaned. “Not ALL of you! This is a by-Koko full fledged BATTLE we’re talking about! There aren’t any younglings allowed. Zena is the only one even close to being of age out of the lot of you.”
“Needless to say”, replied Crystl, “that doesn’t mean she’s the only able-bodied one.”
“And the only one willing to go”, added Zavier.
((Okay, since it seemes that my last post was ignored, I will just say that I am with you guys in the tree house.))
As the kids sprinted around a corner I felt something hit me and then everything was dark. I woke up seeing other Resistance members and then …. Rose… What was Rose doing here?
Rose is my cousin, but she wasn’t chained like us. When I could think straight I realized she was wearing a fine silk robe … with a bunny patch on it. Then it hit me. She joined the bunnies.
((Okay, now I will post since I was interrupted by my mother.))
“Excuse me ZVX, but I disagree- I highly doubt that Zena is the one close to being of age- I’m 13! And besides, I can fight- my Aunt Groundhog built this robot for me to train with a lightsaber-” Then I did I double take, noticing my Aunt Groundhog sitting by a computer.
“Aunt Groundhog? What are you doing here?”
((Whoops! Sorry- that should be “noticing my Aunt Groundhog’s face on the computer screen”.))
“What?!?!?! We’re just as able as everyone else!” Rachel cried.
“Yeah! We could plan everything!” Sophia’s face was turning red. “We’re smarter than you think!”
“We’re better fighters than you think, too! ‘Member, we’re Kokonilly’s kids! We can use a lightsaber!” Rachel and Sophia were absolutely furious.
((106 – They have that temper, remember, because they’re 2. They’re not disagreeable or obstinate or anything. They’re toddlers.))
Aggie had been kidnapped. I paled, realizing what that could mean. I called Jenny away from her tinkertoys. “Jenny,” I said. “We have to go away now. Dad will have to follow us later.” Jenny looked at me. “Is it the bunnies?” she asked, looking frightened. “Yes.” I answered sadly. “Run and grab Pluto, okay?” Jenny ran off, then returned carrying an old stuffed dog which bore no resemblance to Disney’s Pluto. I took my teleporter out of an old casserole dish in my kitchen cabinet, hugged Jenny close to me, and pressed the button.
We rematerialized in ZVX’s tree house. “Hi.” I said, looking at the computer screen where I knew my face had appeared moments before. “Looks like I got lucky.” A horde of HPB’s had appeared in the video window. They appeared to be tearing up the house, looking for me. Jenny began to cry. “Shh, it’s OK, Jen.” I said. “They won’t find us.” I looked up at ZVX. “They won’t be able to get at us here, right? Or should I reopen the Base?”
((101- You’re confused. Merlin is the cat, Cerre is my girlfriend. Merlin doesn’t talk–verbally–but he signals his meaning with his tail.))
“Reopen the base. I know they’ve been tracking me for ages–but we can’t have them finding us now. I’ve been managing to elude them for ten years; but they will have realized with a gang of kids tramping through the city to my house. We have to get to MT, no matter what.” I said. “And we can solve this dispute later.” I said to the group of kids.
Picking up Merlin, I put him in his large, luxurious carrier. He purred appreciatively. “Well, I suppose it’s time to go.” I concluded. “They’ll be here any minute; everyone want to try a new mode of travel?”
I opened a second trapdoor on the floor. Inside was a shiny, round pod, latest technology. I grabbed the computer and brought it into the soft, well tailored seats, and sat down in the driver’s seat.
Groundhog groaned loudly.
((I am confuzzled.))
Baylee looked left, then right, and crossed the street. A group of kids had just passed by, heading towards the woods. Baylee crossed the street and set off. BOOM! She was thrown into the air, and landed in a pile of rubble. “Argh,” she rubbed her head. “What was that?” she lookd up into the sky and saw a familiar looking ship. “Bunnies!” she cried, “They’re back!” she got up and looked around. Hot pink forms surrounded her. Her hand instinctively moved to her belt. But wait. Her lightsaber was at home. Baylee went into a fighting stance. The bunnies launched at her all at once. She fought quickly, and soon, all the bunnies were down, but she knew more were coming, so she ran into the forest. She found the largest tree, and started to climb up it, bust as soon as she touched it, it shocked her. “What the?” she saw something carved into it. “2345, is that a house number?” she looked up, and gradually realized it was a tree house. Baylee looked around, and saw a small speaker like box, and a brown button. She pressed it. Nothing. She pressed it again. Still nothing. Finally, she pressed it, and spoke into it. “HELLO? HELLO? LEMME IN I’m BEING CHASED BY THE BUN-” she made a crackling sound with a candy wrapper. A frantic voice spoke back. “Hello? Are you still there? Say something if you are alive.” Said a familiar voice. “Ha! Knew you were there!” she said while pressing the button. “Hey, that’s nothing to joke about,”
“But I really am being chased by bunnies, they’re just not right behind me.” She heard some grumbling and than, “Ok. What’s your name?” Baylee thought about this for a moment. “Jackelyn,” she said. “That’s not your real name, you paused.” the person replied. “Fine, it’s Naomi. Now, I can hear them coming. Please!” She could hear some trees being knocked down in the distance. A metal ladder came out from the trunk. She climbed it, and entered a large room. A bunch of kids were standing in the middle of it, along with a cat, and someone she had seen before, she just couldn’t put her finger on it…
“So, would you like to explain why your here, Naomi?” the man said. “As I had told you before, the bunnies are here! The building beside me exploded, and I barely had time to kill the ones surrounding me.” She immediately knew she had made a mistake. “Kill the bunnies?” he asked suspiciously. “Well, um,” He interrupted me, “Only a specially trained person can do that. Someone from the resis-” he broke off. “Tell me your real name,”
“I just told you, it’s Naomi!”
“Don’t play games with me. I know it is not Naomi,” he gave me a stern look. “First tell me your name,” I said, “If you don’t, I won’t tell you mine,” he glanced at the cat. Who nodded. And if Baylee hadn’t been thinking so hard, she would’ve thought this very peculiar. “My name is ZVX. Now, what is yours?” Baylee stared at him in shock. “Your name?” he said again. “Baylee. Happy? It’s Baylee. Now, what are these children doing here? Where are their parents?”
((I won’t be on until Wednesday, and after that not until Monday, so someone PLEASE RP both of my characters!))
“BAYLEE?” Rachel yelped. “You were one of Mom’s best friends in the war!”
ZVX shrugged. “Your answer.”
“Yeah, why weren’t you captured?” Zena piped up. “Mom was, and Nilly, and, like, everyone else!”
Baylee turned the exact same shade as someone would if they had just seen the Ghost of Christmas Past. “C… c… captured?” she squeaked.
Groundhog frowned. “You mean you didn’t know?”
“I’ve been covering up my identity. I have three identities: Jackelyn, Naomi, and Baylee. Naomi’s in the phone book,” Baylee said, still white.
“Oh.” ZVX nodded sagely. Sophia sniggered, but ZVX shot her a look. “So you mean the bunnies don’t know where you are?”
The tree shook. We heard faint scratching noises. “They do now.” Baylee shook her head sadly. “Why? Why? WHY?!?!?!”
The tree suddenly shot up into the air. All of us fell to the ground – painfully. We turned to see ZVX standing by a button labeled ‘EJECT’. “While you were being melodramatic, I actually did something.”
“Our parents are probably dead.” I said, glaring icily at the newcomer. Although I was very annoyed at her, I felt like she was familiar to me somehow, but I just couldn’t put my finger on it…
The color returned to Baylee’s face. She clapped her hands together. “Well, now everyone. Your parents are not dead. I can tell you that. They are valuable fighters. Dude, don’t stare at me like that.” she nodded towards a kid standing near her, that was glaring at her. “Dude? What the heck is that?” Baylee sighed. “I forgot it isn’t 2008 anymore. I’m sorry. When I was your age, “dude” was a slang word for person or guy, you could also say “dudet'” The kids stared at her. “Anyway. Do any of you have an extra lightsaber? I kinda left mine at home,” once again, they stared. “Who in their right mind would carry around a lightsaber?” Rachel asked.
“I know you do.” Baylee whispered.
Rachel sighed and pulled out a Swiss Army knife and a lightsaber. Sophia did the same. Baylee grinned. “Like mother, like daughter.” Rachel stiffened a bit, muttering ‘adopted’. Baylee’s grin vanished. “I didn’t know. Sorry.”
“LEMME IN!” Someone was pounding on the door, trunk, whatever. While we were flying. Rachel walked over to the intercom. “Who is this?”
“YOUR FATHER! IF YOU DON’T OPEN IT UP RIGHT NOW, I’LL… I’LL… TICKLE YOU!”
Rachel, being ridiculously ticklish, shrieked and opened the door to her dad, riding a jetpack. “Dad?”
((Why am I groaning? Just curious…))
“Why am I not surprised?” I said, looking at the shiny pod.
I jumped into a chair near a computer terminal, beckoning Jenny to sit on my lap. I remotely accessed the Base’s security systems, reopening it but making sure that only we would be able to get in. I wondered how we would get out of this one. The original Resistance was about the same age as the current kids when it was fighting the first Bunny Wars, but we had barely survived ourselves, and a bunch of that was luck! I hoped that the same luck that was on our side the last time would be with us this time too.
((Can we have a normal apocalypse thread for people who want to speculate and stuff?))
((What is a “normal apocalypse”?))
(( 109- Whoopsies! My bad!))
I knew my mother was not dead. I didn’t need ny one tgo tell me that. But there were more important issues to be faced.
“Where exactly ARE they?’ I asked.
“If I knew, don’t you think I would tell you?” said a very perplexed looking Groundhog. She began typing coordinates into the computer base. “Where and when did you last see your mother, Zena?”
“Our house” I replied.
“The rocket ship full of bunnies came and took her away”, stated Rachel.
‘That much she understands, I think”, said ZVX, rolling his eyes. I glared.
“Got it”, said Groundhog. “I’m tracing the carbon trail now…” She stared intently at the screen, tounge sticking out to one side of her mouth in concentration.
Aunt Groundhog’s face disappeared from the screen, only to have bunnies appear on it. I had a moment of fright before Groundhog appeared inside the treehouse with my cousin (not related but you get the idea) Jenny.
“Jen!” I exclaimed, opening my arms to allow the tearstained girl into my embrace. Just then, ZVX opened activated an pod in the treehouse someone named Baylee came in saying that the bunnies were coming. After a small confusion/argument we all clambered into the pod. We were only in the air for a few minutes when there was a pounding on the door of the moving pod. It was Rachel and Sophia’s dad, Connor. At this point it was getting rather crowded and claustrphobic in the pod. Jenny snuggled close to me, settling down for a nap. I stroked her hair, thinking of how cruel it was that the bunnies had to come and barge into her serene childhood. ‘Those bunnies have a lot to answer for’.
“If the bunnies are the same I knew ten years ago, their shuttles can’t get above thirteen thousand feet.” I shot a sharp look back at Zena, due to her glare. “We could catch them and bomb the shuttle, zap the falling Resistance with our new laser retrievers, and–”
Groundhog whirled on me. “Kick euph, ZVX. We can’t put them through that–what do you want to do? Drive them crazy?”
I frowned. “No. But I thought we might be able to pull it off. I suppose I’ll have to do another last-minute-slam-the-bunnies trick.”
I picked up the sniper’s blaster I always carried. “The kids will have to toughen up or die. We can’t afford a single mistake. I know it sounds harsh, but we have to have complete–complete–understanding. English translation: it ain’t gonna be no picnic for any of us.”
I checked the lightsaber in my belt. It was immaculately well taken care of, as usual. Its blueish silver blade slid out of the handle. “Anyone want to practice with guarded sabers? You’ll need it. Padme?”
“Anyone want to practice with guarded sabers? You’ll need it. Padme?†ZVX’s voice jolted me out of my reverie. I stood up slowly, careful not to wake Jenny. The center of the pod ((and a rather large pod it is, too)) was cleared of all people/equipment. I pulled out my lightsaber in one fluid motion, making sure that the blade was guarded. ZVX was a few feet away from me, his saber guarded as well.
“Ready?” asked ZVX.
“Yes” I replied softly.
The practice began. ZVX, seeing as he was older than me, had a lot more experience. I took me a few minutes to figure out his style and then the Force took over. The fight passed in a blur for me, various oohs and aahhs registering briefly in my mind. Inevitably, ZVX won, his saber tapping gently against the back of my neck before I could block him.
“That was very good- how long have you been training, Padme?”
“Around three years- ever since I was adopted.”
“Good job- just make sure that nothing breaks your concentration, otherwise you might be done for.”
((I think I’ll stop posting on this thread. Homework is taking over my life and I don’t have time for TWO RPG threads!))
((123 – Okay!
It was fun having you here. Ta-ta!))
“Dad!” Rachel and Sophia rushed to hug him. “Are you coming to help Mom?”
“I’m so glad you’re not hurt.” Connor’s smile faded, though, when he looked around. “Who is everybody?” He turned to ZVX and Groundhog and Cerre. “Who are you?”
Toughen up or die… I wondered what in the world I would do with Jenny while this was going on. Most of the other kids were adopted, and those who weren’t were still much older than her. They could possibly fight. But a five-year-old? While I had noticed some Force-sensitivity in her, Jenny would probably not be able to do much except get in the way.
Padme and ZVX were practicing with their lightsabers. Padme was holding her own very well. I felt a surge of pride at this, as I had been partially responsible for her training. Eventually, ZVX won. Not surprising, considering that ZVX had been training for much longer. I pulled my own lightsaber out of my belt. “Anyone want to get an ego boost by beating me?” I asked.
Jenny (dreaming): I ran and ran away from my house, which had HPBs streaming out of it, chasing me. I got to the end of the block and tried to cross the street. But all the cars were full of HPBs. There was no place to go. The bunnies were surrounding me, and–
I woke up. Mom was watching Padme have a lightsaber fight with one of the others. The fight ended, and Mom pulled out her lightsaber. I wondered what an ego boost was. I was still very tired, so I walked over to a row of seats and laid down across them and went back to sleep.
Roberta and I were sitting on four chairs tossing the soccer ball back and forth, seeing that we couldn’t actually pass it when all the space was beening taken up by people with lightsabers. Then Roberta threw a real high one, and I reached up to catch it, but missed. It flew through the air, heading straight for the dashboard. As if in slow motion, eeryone turned to stare at the ball’s descent. “Sorry!” Roberta said, and instead of blushiing like normal people, her eyes turned a deep brown, a combination of scared and embaressed.
((Good plot line, guys!
))
I finally succumbed to Padme. Her lightsaber flicked over my head and onto the right side of my ribs.
“Well done. I can’t say it any better than that, and as a little encouragement, most bunnies have never trained extensively. Xeer, on the other hand, could slash me to pieces. That’s why you have to be ready. And yes, Groundhog, I’ll try.”
I assumed ready stance, and Groundhog twirled the lightsaber and attacked, moving faster than I could block her–except for jumping over the blade, which I did, and trapped her blade against the wall. She leaped around my guard and thrust at me. I dodged, but a second cut hit me in the back.
“Not much of an ego-booster.” I grinned. “You were always better than me, I don’t even have the force. I used to get sick for using a lightsaber–until I finally trained my body to get used to it.”
I suddenly looked at Cerre. She was intently staring at the computer. I shot her a quizzical look.
“The bunnies found the computer camera,” she explained. “They’re taking it with them. We know exactly where they are.
There’s a minor drawback: they can get at Groundhog’s files. Hopefully her email account will be protected due to the password.” She smiled. “It’s a lucky chance.”
I went over to stroke Merlin. “If so, we can get to the underground slash* before they find us.”
((“*underground slash=Marinaras Trench. Code.))
((I am Force-sensitive, but am not so good at using it because of my difficulty concentrating.)
“Cake!” I muttered, realizing that I’d left my computer open. I turned back to the pod computer and accessed my laptop, accessing the PawSense program that I’d installed after Jenny had accidentally messed up my computer when she was a baby. I told it to lock up the computer, and display the password dialog box so that it would fill the screen. I looked back at ZVX’s computer and was relieved to discover that the bunies who had been examining the computer were now looking enraged. “There.” I said. “At least they won’t be able to see what we’re doing any more, but they still know that we’re going someplace. The good news about that is that they never found out where Underground Slash is, so they won’t be able to find us that easily.
I looked at Padme. “I’m glad to see that my robot is doing its job.” I said. “Do you mind if I have a go against you?
Jenny:
I woke up again. Mom was talking to Padme. It looked like they were going to have another “fight” but then something bumped the pod. I fell off of the seats and hurt my knee. Then the pod shook again, and a bunch of the others fell down too. Someone said “Cake!” That’s when I knew that something was wrong, because Mom only said that if something really bad happened. I crawled over to everyone else and grabbed someone’s leg so that I wouldn’t get tossed away by whatever was making the pod shake. “What’s happening?” I said as loud as I could.
Baylee looked around, and saw a broken light-saber leaning against a wall. “Mind if I use it?” she asked ZVX. “It’s broken, but, go ahead.” So, I grabbed the saber, and immediately fixed it. Right when she drew it, the pod shook. She looked out the window. “We’ve got a bunny ship on our tails!” she yelled as she ran to the dashboard. She did a few circles, twirls, and 360s, and finally tried a missal, hoping the pod had been restocked, even though it had never needed it. Luckily, there was one rusty missal left. So she launched it, and it flew straight into the ship. “I think more will be coming soon, now that they know our whereabouts. We should hurry.” She looked at all the wide eyes. “Nothing to worry about! Now, who will practice with me? I’m a bit rusty, but I’ll play righty, I need more practice using that hand.” She flipped the lightsaber in her hand.
((Umm, ZVX? In my post I said that you won, but I don’t mind if you want me to beat you.))
“Sure!” I replied. I reached for my lightsaber just as something jolted the pod ((and a rather large pod it is, too)), causing many of its occupants to fall over. Jenny, for one, fell out of her seat. She grabbed my leg to keep steady.
“What’s happening?†she asked loudly, her face scared.
“I don’t know Jen- I hope it isn’t bunnies.”
Famous last words. Connor looked out the window.
“Uh, guys? I think we have a situation- a bunny situation.”
Slowly I turned, step by step, inch by inch- just kidding. I turned around to find a bunny ship tailing our pod, banging into it whenever possible. ‘This is not a good sign’
((FYI- usually when I put something in parentheses, it is one of my thoughts. Bear that in mind (pun intended)))
CONNOR:
As the tree-thing tipped, I grabbed Rachel and Sophia and held them close. A little girl grabbed my leg and asked me what was going on. She couldn’t have been more than 5. I grabbed her, too, and hugged her, saying “We’ll be all right. Don’t cry.” All three girls had started crying in fear.
“If those bunnies evern have a chance of knowing where we are, then we’ve got to go!” I cried, sliding my lightsaber into my belt.
“Cool your boosters”, said ZVX. “They’re not going to find us anytime soon.” Then, he grabbed up a bag labeled ‘Emergency Evacuation’ from beside the treehouse entrance. “Come on”, he said, signaling over his shoulder for us to follow. “We’ve got to go.”
I grabbed Zavier by the arm and was just pulling him after me when a sudden pain like a white hot poker surged through the back of my skull. I gasped, dropping to my knees. Darkness folded over my eyes, until the entire room ahead of me dissolved to form a new one.
I was sitting in a cold metal chair in a dungeon, chained and struggling, the white hot pain still aching in the back of my head. I was sceaming, and then, a sudden urge to be silent wafted over me. I sat still, only able to move my eyes. I looked around. Kokoilly was strapped to a chair next to me. She was very still, eyes wide like mine. Then, there was a voice in front of me. I looked ahead to see a crouched black bunny rabbit, sitting on a chair and looking straight at me with piercing red eyes. I tried to turn away, but his gaze held me.
“The one called Aggie”, he whispered. ” I have heard…so much.” His jaw clenched, paws turning to fists as I looked on.
“You will never leave this place”, he said slowly. “I will make sure that, like my father, pain will be the last thing you ever know.”
Suddenly, from a monitor to the left of a glowing torch set againt the black walls, there appeared the face of a bunny in a familiar looking neightborhood. “We’ve located the rest of them, Highness”, the bunny said in a squeaky voice. “There will be no escape for the rest.”
“Good”, hissed the black bunny. “Find them, and when you do…kill them all.”
“Yes, my lord”, the bunny said, turning away and dissappearing as the screen turned black.
The black bunny stared back at me. I was once again overwhelmed by the inability to move.
“You see, human?” asked the bunny. “You will die, and along with you, so shall your children.” He sneered, showing pointed teeth and laughing.
“NO!” I screamed. But it came out sounding like my mother. Then, the realization came to me: I could see what my mother saw. I screamed too, and then this room dissappeared and I was lying on the floor of the treehouse.
“Zena” asked someone, shaking my shoulders. “Zena, wake up! You gotta wake up!” I opened my eyes. Zavier stood over me, worry clouding his features. I sat up, clutching the back of my head.
“What happened?” asked Groundhog, staring at me with a mixture of interest and worry.
“I saw…Mom…” i said, grunting out the words as pain coarsed down my spine. Then, I came to my senses.
“Trapped! They’re trapped! And the black one…he knows who we are! They’re coming to get us!” I screamed, wildly staggering to my feet.
“The black one…” said ZVX slowly, working it through his mind. Something seemed to click. “Oh my Muse”, he said, dumbfounded. “It’s Xeer. He’s back.” Then, he screamed, “We’ve ot to go! No time, let’s leave! If what she says is true, we’ve only got moments.” He pressed a button and the windows opened.
“But what about the…?” asked Rachel, not finishing her sentance.
“No time to run. We’ve got to fly”, he said, handing each of us a small jet pack.
(( Oh, wait. Forget that least part. We’re in a pod. just say we’re in the pod and the bunny on the screen is in the ship behind us.))
“What?” ZVX handed Connor a jetpack and also handed one to Rachel and Sophia. They clasped hands and took off.
Sophia looked very, very nervous. “What is it, sweetheart?” Connor asked, concerned.
“Can I access my empathy link with Mom? I want to know how she’s doing.”
Rachel looked at Connor and shook her head frantically, communicating to him If Mom’s in pain, she’ll be in pain too. He nodded and turned to Sophia. “No, Soph, if Mommy’s getting hurt, you’ll feel her pain.”
Sophia’s eyes grew wide. “Mommy’s getting hurt?”
“No, no,” he said hastily. “It’s just that…”
“Is Mommy going to die?” The kids lapsed back into ‘Mommy’ when they were absolutely terrified out of their wits. Connor grew worried.
“No.” But Connor didn’t look so sure. The twins started getting teary-eyed. “Aw, kids, we’re gonna be all right. You’ll see. Then we’ll go home and play Monopoly.” Both girls loved Monopoly and kicked butt in it as well.
The girls perked up. “Really?”
“Yeah. Now c’mon, let’s go.” Connor got both of their hands and followed everyone else.
Baylee strapped on the jetpack and put the lightsaber where she could access it easily. She waited until everyone was out before she left. She wanted to make sure she could get her revenge. She placed a motion censer bomb hidden, in the middle of the pod, put the pod on auto-pilot, and jumped out, following the rest of the group.
I strapped a jetpack to my back, then helped Jenny put hers on too. She was hugging her stuffed dog as if her life depended on it. I picked up my stuff and flew out of the pod. I could see Jenny getting used to the controls of the jetpack. She had tucked the dog into one of her shoulder straps–a good idea, since she would need both hands to steer. I looked behind me and saw the bunny ship still ramming our pod. Good. Hopefully the bunnies wouldn’t notice us leaving…
Jenny:
Mom helped me put a jetpack on and hit the on button. It lifted me up into the air, and I nearly dropped Pluto. I decided to put him behind one of the straps so that he wouldn’t get lost. There were two buttons on the parts that you were supposed to hold onto, and I tried pressing them. It almost made me crash into the wall. I tried them out again, and found out that they made the jetpack fly left and right. Pressing both of them made me shoot forward, so I used that to fly out of the pod. Then I tried some flying tricks. Wheeee!
((Guys? I have an idea for when we get to the Base, that being that we could practice our fighting like what was happening before we got rammed, and generally prepare for battle. There’s a lot of fun “becoming a hero” type stuff that we could do that way–overcoming weaknesses, finding inner strength, etc. It’s all part of the hero myth. (and yes, I read the Muse article on that.) What do you guys think?))
((136- Fine, I don’t care.))
Roberta and I strapped on our jet packs and, taking the soccer ball with us, flew out. “Why must you insist on carrying the soccer ball with you where ever you go?” Zena said to me as we all flew along. “I’ve never seen you without it!” “Well,” I began, “Our mum’s are kinda… paranoid… after the war, and they made sure that we’re never without a weapon wherever we go. So, they made some… changes to my ball and Roberta belt.” I gestured to her bulky green belt. “Her belt has hidden pockets that hold small guns, and my soccer ball, besides improving our physical fitness, if I lift it up in the right spaces, has small stores of assorted weaponry inside.” “Wow, Leafygreen is paranoid? I would have never expected THAT!” Baylee said with a smug little smile as she flew past us. Roberta made a face at her.
After I flew past Roberta and Zena, I drew my light-saber, deciding to practice while I could even I was hovering in the air. I locked the jetpack, so I wouldn’t go plummeting down to the ground.
((HEY! Why does everyone keep forgetting Lark?! It’s from her perspective!!))
((139- sorry!))
ZVX tossed me a jet pack. I strapped it on quickly before shooting out the window/door/whatever. My lightsaber was positioned so that I would be able to reach it at a moment’s notice. As I flew, an interesting thought came to mind. ‘I wonder if I can use the Force to boost the speed of this pack. I’m going pretty fast, but…
I experimented and lo and behold, I was not going any faster. ‘Shucks’
((Oh, and groundhog- I like your idea))
((Okay, this is beyond amazing. I posted this morning before I left for school, and no one has posted since! I guess we all have homework. Speaking of which, I should really go do mine. There’s nothing for me to post anyway.))
I grabbed Crystl, who was screaming that WE WERE ALL GOING TO DIE, strapped my jetpack on, and jumped. Then I remembered that my mom’s electro-whip had been improved on and I had it, so I withdrew it, using it to slow my fall, and plummeted past Zena. “HEYYYY!” I screamed, falling and slowly coming to a halt.
CRYSTL:
I closed my eyes, and grabbed onto Lark and started to dig my nails into her shoulder, having my frantic panic attack…
I cringed. That girl’s nails HURT. They were starting to rip through my sweater. Rip through my sweater?! I heard the rip, and Crystl’s scream.
((141- partly my fault. The old commander of the Resistance really should keep a better eye on his dangerous enterprises.))
I swung onto the jet pack. Back to the Stone Age, I thought.I should win an award for even keeping these.
I watched as the entire group flipped out of the pod, all hanging on to jet packs.
The next thing I realized was that there was a bunny ship blasting straight for us, a storm of missiles sailing from its large guns.
I swore under my breath. “FLY, NOW!”
Instant confusion prevailed. An old fashioned human bullet flashed by, nicking my shoulder. I saw Groundhog put a shot in the cockpit of the ship, most everyone was flying, and swiftly colliding with their partners.
The bunny shuttle fired again.
Connor grabbed Rachel and Sophia. “They’re attacking,” he hissed. “Draw your weapons.” For two-year-olds, they hid an awful lot of ammo on their person. 2 lightsabers were produced, as were a crossbow, slingshot, and a blaster. Connor ‘confiscated’ the crossbow and used that to great effect: The bunny ship has a huge tear in it, when Sophia took advantage of that and shot everything pink she saw. In the shuttle, that is: Rachel happened to be wearing a light pink headband.
I turned around and saw another ship bearing down on us. The shots that I fired at its cockpit appeared to be useless though. Suddenly, an idea occurred to me. I flew up and over the ship and sat down on the top, keeping the jetpack powered up. Soon, the metal began to heat up, so I hovered slightly above the ship’s roof while my jetpack started a fire in it. Once flames began to lick the metal I flew away from the ship as fast as I could and caught up with the others. Some of them appeared to have collided with each other, probably due to attempts to dodge the shots from the second bunny ship. Jenny was doing loop-the-loops, and she looked completely relaxed. How did that happen? I wondered.
Jenny:
I was almost having fun. Until something started shooting at us. I saw Mom fly off towards another bunny ship that was doing the shooting. At first I was worried that she’d get hurt, but something made me think that she’d be okay. I could see everyone else trying to dodge whatever the bunnies were shooting, so I kept flying all over, so that the bunnies would miss me. It almost felt like I knew how to not get hit already. I felt a little better, and after a minute or two, the shooting stopped. I went back to my flying tricks.
The bunnies started shooting at us- and they were actually doing an okay job of it.
“Drat!” I grabbed my lightsaber and started deflecting shots. And oh happy day, most of them bounced right back and hit bunnies left and right. I would have done my victory dance, except that Jedi protocol doesn’t think that’s really a wise idea- good way to get yourself killed.
((144- I never said that was a bad thing- it was just surprising. In a kind of good way. That way I didn’t have to read through a bunch of posts.))
((( Can someone write a summary)))
“Those are BULLETS!” I yelled. “One hit and they’ll kill you–!” I thought it best to keep it to myself that I had been shot seven times with Teflon coated bullets from a machine gun and lived, but I didn’t need to encourage them to take risks.
The bunny ship was bucking as flames licked its sides. I drew the knife from my pocket, where it was clipped.
The bunny ship cartwheeled nearer.
Baylee drew a–Wait, is that an old-fashion perfectly frozen Klondike bar?– from her pocket. She prayed to the gods. “In my time of need you send me a KLONDIKE BAR?” she asked. She unwrapped it quickly and devoured it in one bite. She was starving. Finally, she found her lightsaber, and quickly started sawing at the belly of the ship. If her plan worked, the ship would blow up in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. She was blasted backwards, doing some flips, and saw the bunny ship blow to pieces. But some helibunnies came flying at them. “What are you going to send me now? A Dove bar bomb? She looked in her pocket and found a Reese’s Cup. “How come I still have these? They went out of business like 5 years ago!” While she said this, Groundhog whipped out a bomb from her belt. “Where’d you get that?” Baylee asked. But she didn’t respond, instead she threw it at the oncoming bunnies.
And then by some totally random event the HOT PINK BUNNIES turned orange and tried to stop fights of cats and dogs. But then Groundhog made things more interesting by singing opera on the remaining ships. Of course Hellbunnies are repelled by opera and then they went around looking for more bombs.
((152- Ummmmm… What was that?))
((153- A random person who doesn’t know the gist of the plot. Duh.))
((154- Ooohhh. Ok!))
((152- yeah, amusing. But didn’t you know I was the opera singer? Please don’t PoPo.))
Rachel suddenly had a strange fantasy of a totally random event in which the
s turned orange and tried to stop fights of cats and dogs. But then Groundhog made things more interesting by singing opera on the remaining ships. Of course Hellbunnies are repelled by opera and then they went around looking for more bombs.
Then she woke up. “
((Oops.))
“HOW CAN YOU FALL ASLEEP IN THE MIDDLE OF A BATTLE?!?!?!” Sophia yelled.
“Naptime,” Rachel mumbled.
Sophia sighed. She had given up naptime a while ago. “Whatever. Just leave me to fight…”
“FINE!” Rachel screamed. She pulled a grenade out of her pink headband and chucked it at the bunnies.
Crystal grabbed my foot, and struggled to work her jet pack again. She finally got it, and and flew away. I opened up the orange flap of my ball, and got out one of the two grenades I kept in there. Roberta yelled at me while firing the two long guns that were stored on the back of her belt, “I THOUGHT THOSE WHERE FOR A STATE OF SEVERE EMERGENCY ONLY?!” I shouted back, “This is one!” I pulled the pin, and threw.
Major battle was in progress around me (the current backround music from the movie Shrek on my TV certainly makes this scene come to life). The bunny ship was burning, thanks to Groundhog, Baylee, and others. Unfortunately, it was also cartwheeling toward our band of escapees. My arms were getting a bit tired, but I tried not to concentrate on that. The main thing on my mind was to avoid the burning ship and the helibunnies- helibunnies? Yes, flying out of nowhere. Great. Time to fight even more.
“Auntie Groundhog? Where are we headed anyway? We have to get out of here!”
(Zena)
Without warning, bullets began flying past my and Zavier’s heads. I screamed and pushed him out of the way just as a bullet nearly missed removing his left ear. Then, like I saw Padme do, Iwas using my lightsaber to deflet the bullets back at the bunnies. One of them even shot into the wiundshield of the now flaming bunny ship. Melting and cooling glass shattered.
“YES! SCORE!” I yelled, pumping my fist in the air.
“You’re keeping SCORE at a time like this?!?” screamed Padme.
“Oh, never mind!” I cried. Then, helibunnes swarmed toward us. I flew away as fast as I could, but, sadly for me, the helibunnies were faster. One caught me by the strap of my jet pack, swung me around, and sent me hurtling towards the flaming bunny ship. I screamed again, arms flailing widly, and tried to swim through the air and away from the flaming hunk of metal. I was no use. I was going to be a flaming barbeque in ten seconds.
“YES! SCORE!†yelled Zena as she hit the bunny ship with a deflected bullet.
“You’re keeping SCORE at a time like this?!?†I yelled over the noise.
I shook my head, suddenly reminded of LOTR movies. Then things went horribly wrong.
Zena had been hurled by a helibunny toward the flaming bunny ship, about to become a BBQ MBer. Knowing that I only had seconds, I closed my eyes, concentrating on the Force. I pushed with all my might, shoving the flaming bunny ship backward, away from Zena. I sensed something coming toward me- a helibunny sort of something. Still pushing, I struck out with my lightsaber, hearing the satisfying scream of fury from the now deceased helibunny. I opened my eyes to see if Zena was safe yet. Thankfully she was, so I could let the Force go. Holding back anything for a long period of time is tiring.
Suddenly, as I was about to become a flameball, the bunny ship flew away from me. Instead of colliding with it and being burned to death, I was floating through the air, safe and sound. Padme had pushed the ship out of the way with her force abilities. “Thanks!” I called, and then…”WATCH OUT!” A helibunny had appoeared behind her pout of thin air, and luckily she killed it with her lightsaber. Then, I caught sight of something spooky.
“Guys?” I whispered.
“Yeah?” asked ZVX, finishing the final helibunny.
“Look.” I pointed with a finger at an enormous cloudy pink symbol that had just appeared in the sky.
The piercing face of Xeer stared down upon us all, outlined by the words ‘King of the Bunnies’.
“That cannot be good”, said Groundhog.
“It can’t,” I agreed. “Xeer won’t leave us any longer. We’ve done plenty of things that he didn’t like–” I grinned. “Particularly, kicking his puce-black cottontail harder than a soccer ball.”
Groundhog sniggered. “Indeed.”
“And incidentally,” I called. “The jet packs are getting low on fuel.”
“Well, WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST WE DO ABOUT IT?” a bellow sounded in my ear.
“YEAH, AND YOU DON’T EXPECT US TO WALK, DO YOU?”
chimed in a second bellow over the sound of my jet pack. I looked around to see the faces of Zena and Zavier, magnified at close range.
“I DO!” I yelled back. “No other way, unless you want to hitch- hike. Groundhog, alert everyone that we’re landing. These old beaters won’t last more than ten minutes.”
Then I noticed something.
A dark wreath of black bunnies were hovering around Xeer’s face and at the top was…
((Hmm… do I detect a Dark Mark reference?
))
A large pink something appeared in the sky over our group. My mind started reeling.
No! It can’t be. Please don’t be… Black bunnies started converging around the picture’s perimeter.
No…
‘The pink sparkling face of William appeared over the orphanage, black bunnies flying out of nowhere. Screams echoed through the night. I was running, trying to find a way out of this hellish nightmare. Black bunnies were surrounding me, surrounding us all. Then William strode in, his face alive with malice. His wicked eyes glared down on us all, freezing us in our places. I averted my eyes, knowing that if his eyes looked into mine, I was doomed. The black bunnies were cackling, their paws outstretched to grab those nearest in their crushing embrace…’
“PADME!”
I opened my eyes- I didn’t remember closing them. ZVX was looking at me worriedly.
I saw, beyond the emblem, black bunnies surrounding the evil pink face. Padme was frozen, eyes shut and a look of terror clouding her clenched face. Then, I felt something. A growing worry that was not my own was building up in my chest. I felt what my mother was feeling. Could she know what was going on?
“We need to go”, I whispered, and then more loudly: “WE NEED TO GO!”
I saw, beyond the pink emblem, a growing shape approaching-or had it already been there? As I looked on, a dark planet I had never seen before loomed in the distance, pink smoke clouding the air around it.
“There”, I said, pointing. “She’s there.”
“Who’s there?” asked Rachel.
“Mom”, I said softly.
“Let’s go”, said ZVX, steering his jet pack towards the dark planet and speeding away.
“Are you okay?” ZVX was looking at me, his face concerned. I tried to shake off the memory trying to get back to the present. Unfortunately, the pink symbol in the sky wasn’t helping.
“I’m okay- sort of. It was just a memory, is all.”
Suddenly Zena yelled, “WE NEED TO GO!†She was pointing at a round, dark mass slightly behind the bunny face. It appeared to be a planet of sorts.
“There- she’s there.â€
“Who’s there?â€
“Mom.”
ZVX turned away from me. “Let’s go.”
“Well, everyone is saying to go, so let’s GO ALREADY! Stop gaping at the sky! We’re going to be fried in a few seconds if we don’t move!” Baylee yelled. She looked at the ground below her, and did the craziest thing. She unstrapped her jetpack. She let herself plummet downward, and right before she hit the ground, put her pack beneath her, and landed on her feet. Baylee surveyed her surroundings. It was a large valley, with a dense forest and a waterfall. To the north, were some rolling hills, and to the south was a prairie.
“Lay off the shouting, Baylee!” I hissed. “We’ll be–”
Thump
We landed on the ground. I bounced several times in the air, and landed with a second dull thud. People were crashing to the ground all around us, bouncing, yelping, and landing on each other.
“Oof–oh.” I said as someone landed on top of me. It was Padme, still looking a little white.
I peered around. We were in a shallow valley, that was for sure, I could hear pounding water nearby, and there were large, rolling hills to the north, and to the south, according to my com. card, was a flat expanse of prairie.
I could barely discern the shapes. It was nighttime.
I heard a whisper, a quiet swearword, and a small flame appeared. Crystal, Zinc’s kid, was holding up a small burning wad of pine needles and moss, along with a piece of flint, and…my pocketknife.
“Resourceful,” I said, eyes adjusting to the sudden glow. “I suppose you pulled the knife out when we bounced off each other? Well, let’s get some fuel on it.” I snapped a twig up and laid it on the flames, they burned on it greedily.
“Everyone, help get some sticks, but mind you don’t stab yourself with them!” I called, before a punch in the side knocked me over. Cerre dropped a large amount of fuel on the flames.
“That should be plenty.” she said, and the fire flared. “Thanks for the fire, Crystal.”
I recovered, and sat up. “There’s running water nearby. We’ll need it tomorrow, but sleep is what we want right now. I’ll take first watch.”
I set my back against a tree, and laid my sniper’s blaster across my knees.
I decided to go for a gradual descent. “We’re going to have to land soon, people!” I yelled as I drifted down. Then I realized that maybe a gradual descent wasn’t the greatest, as it ensured me a spot on the bottom of the pile of people who hadn’t gone for a gradual descent. Ouch. I managed to keep myself from getting crushed, at least, but I was pretty sure that my jetpack had gotten turned into scrap metal. I struggled out of the pile of people and made sure that Padme and Jenny were there and all right. Padme looked shell-shocked. Jenny looked confused. I gathered both of them into a hug, trying to give them some sense of security, so that neither of them–especially Padme–would have a breakdown. We set up camp and almost everyone went to sleep. I decided not to go to sleep just yet–there was something I needed to do. I opened up my bag and found the minicomputer that I normally used for controlling the robots in the base. I used it to access the base’s computers and reconfigure the security system so that it wouldn’t recognize the pod–if the bunnies took it and tried to use it, I didn’t want them to be able to get into the base–and then searched the records for the base’s hangar to see if there was anything in there that would be able to pick us up. Unfortunately, the only amphibious vehicle in there was a prototype that could only hold two people at at time. The large bunnyproof submarine was still in there though, probably because it was a gas-guzzler, and we didn’t want to risk running out of fuel when we were trying to outrun a horde of bunnies. But if we could get to a large enough river, I would be able to bring it up to us, and we’d be able to use it to travel to the base. The submarine did have projectors beneath its outer layer though, so we’d be able to project whatever was around us onto ourselves and blend in. I instructed the bots in the base to fill it with fuel and to bolt extra fuel tanks onto it as well. Then I remotely launched it into the ocean, using the camera in the cockpit to see where to steer. I plotted a course to bring it to the nearest large river to us and activated the proximity sensors in it to make sure that it wouldn’t crash. Satisfied, I turned off the minicomputer and went to sleep.
Jenny:
I wondered what that weird sparkly pink thing was. I didn’t look at it though, because Mom had told me never to stare at anything that was pink, in case the bunnies were using it to bunnify people. Mom hadn’t told me what getting bunnified was, but the way that she and Dad talked about it, I knew that it was something horrible. Then I realized that my jetpack had stopped working and that I was falling fast. I didn’t know what to do, so I squeezed my eyes shut and hoped that I would land on something soft. I did land on something soft–somebody else. “I’m sorry.” I said quickly, before hopping off of the pile of people. I wondered how I had survived–it wasn’t like I had a parachute. Mom gave me and Padme a big hug, which made me feel better. Someone had lit a fire, which made the scary forest that we had landed in a little less scary. I yawned. I was really tired, so I curled up into a ball near the fire and went to sleep.
((169- You mean Lark, not Crystal.))
I tossed the knife back to ZVX, and stretched. I was about to ask Roberta if she wanted to do a one on one scrimmage, but she was asleep. I decided to follow her lead, and leaned down against a tree. Just as I was dozing off, a pinecone hit me very hard in the head. I yelped. That had been aimed.
We landed THUNK on the floor of a strange jungle, very dark and creepy and the air shimmering in front of us due to the heat. I sat up, rubbing my sore back, and then surveyed the goup. I couldn’t see Zavier anywhere.
“ZAVIER?” I yelled, panicking.
“SSH!” cried Sophia frantically, staring up at the giant pink symbol that still streaked pink across the sky. Then, there was a rustling nearby me Zavier’s head popped out of a pile of slimy leaves.
“Pppth!” he sputtered, spitting slugs out of his mouth like cherry pits. I cringed. I sighed in relief. Crystl lit a fire, and Cerre dumped fuel over it. The bright orange flames flared. I saw Jenny stretch, yawn and lay down to rest. But I couldn’t sleep. The stabbing pain in the back of my head was still there, conbstant reminder as it was of Mom and how close she might be to us. Distantly, some sort of frog croaked and bellowed. I could hear running water, or at least something that resembled water. The clearing was very, very quiet. It was almost as though noise had been removed from the senses, and i was deaf to the air around me.
ZVX sat up against the tree. I walked over to him and sat down, leaning against the trunk.
“Hey”, said ZVX.
“Hey”, I returned. Then, after a moment of pause, I asked, “Do you think my mom is all right?”
ZVX laughed softly. “Listen, Zena, I know your mom. She can definetly take care of herself.”
Suddenly, and without any warning whasoever, I gasped and cried out as the growing pain in my head suddenly exploded. My eyes went dark, and I crashed to the ground. I was becoming my mother again.
“You will never suceed.”
A bunny loomed over me, eyes piercing me, paws shocking me. Bright bolts of pink light flew from him as he cackled. And I was screaming, and yelling out. Nearby, a man’s voice yelled after her.
“AGGIE! No, please, don’t…don’t hurt her!” Then, the man was yelling too.
“The Resistance has fallen”, snarled Xeer. “Your family is dead, your spawnlings are ash. I watched them die, and soon, I will see the light leave your eyes as it left theirs.”
“YOU LIAR!” screamed Mom. “You couldn’t kill them if you tried, you weak-minded, foolhardy, ugly, puce, dirty cottontailed…” She was cut off as another shock was sent along her body.
“You are wrong.”, the bunny whispered. Then, the scene faded out to be replaced by another.
A cave…Flowing lava…a dark passageway…and a face, the face of someone with dark hair and a young face that was infinitely familiar…
I woke back up, shuddering, flailing on the ground. My eyes were open.
“I found them”, I whispered.
“Who?” asked ZVX, looking over me with worry.
‘My parents”, I said, acknowledging this fact. Then, I fell asleep again.
We were falling- fast. Apparently the jet packs had given out. I spead myself out flatish in midair, trying to slow myself down. It didn’t do much. A large tree was coming up fast. I reached out and grabbed a branch, swinging myself to the ground. I still hit rather hard and on top of someone. Oops. I stood up carefully, concentrating very hard on not stepping on anyone. This ruse was mainly to try and distract myself from the pink horror over our heads. Suffice to say it didn’t work very well- I was still terrified, and other old memories kept cropping up which didn’t help my emotional levels at all. Then Auntie Groundhog found me and Jenny and gave us a huge hug. That actually made me feel better. Lark and Cerre had started a fire, so at least this place felt a little less intimidating. I felt exhausted all of a sudden- no doubt the day’s events were catching up with me. I curled up under a large tree and went to sleep.
PADME’S DREAM:
‘”March, you useless biped! Move it! Or you’ll be sorry. Do you want to have another visit to the Dungeon of Horror?” The HPB poked me with his spear, sending a mild shock through my body. I shrieked in pain…
Now we were running, being chased by black bunnies. Then one grabbed me by my tunic and I was flung against the was, stars dancing before my eyes…”
I woke with a start.
((Gosh, I guess we really all are overloaded with homework and extracurriculars- no posts between the one I wrote this morning and now. AAHHH! HOMEWORK IS TAKING OVER TIME! (maybe homework is now hot pink and furry?
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((174- Exactly. And slacking older sisters.
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I looked up. I saw nothing in the tree, so I settled back down. Zena, Rachel, and most of the other kids had some sort of empathy link with their parents, but me and Roberta parents told us they really didn’t really do that kind of stuff. I wondered if overexposure was possible, as almost everyone around them could do it. I chuckled softly. Yeah, right. Like THAT could ever happen. Then I faded into sleep.
I was strapped to a chair, white hot pain shooting through my body. I suddenly shouted, “You can’t take us down this easily, you stupid pucey rab- AAAAAHHHH!!!!” I screamed again as another flash coursed through my veins.
I woke up with a start. I went over to Roberta’s sleeping form, and shook her awake. “Rob! Roberta!” I whispered. “Wuzzgoinon?” she grumbled. “Why are you so pale?” she said, concern in her eyes. I said, “I think our parents somehow know the Force.”
((WHY CAN EVERYONE SEE THE FUTURE!!!!!!!???????!!!???!?!))
ZVX rose to his feet as there was a small crunch behind us, like a fuzzy foot cracking a twig into halves. He raised his blaster. I sprang to my feet and ducked under a bush, lightsaber drawn. I made sure that Zavier and the others were still asleep. They blended well into the dying foliage on the forest floor.
A quiet voice said, “Where do you think they’ve gone?”
“I don’t know, but wherever they are, we’ll find them”, replied another. They stepped closer. I clenched my jaw, preparing for the worst.
Two figures stepped into the short beam of moonlight that lit the path. They were not bunnies, but tall, slender twin women, with matching brown curls and sparkling green eyes.
“Who are you?” yelled ZVX, jumping from behind the tree and raising his blaster to their confused faces. One of them cried out, “Don’t shoot!”, just as the other asked, “ZVX?”
ZBVX lowered his gun, looking at the women with concentration clouding his face. Then, something seemed to click.
“Emmy?Lucy?” he asked.
“That’s us”, replied the one on the left, straightening her blue blouse. The other girl mimicked this action, brushing her pink shirt of dust and spiders. They smiled widely when they saw that it was truly him, and enfolded him in a happy hug.
“Hey, hey hey, whoa, hey”, said Cerre, steeping from behind another large tree. “Hands OFF the merchandise.”
“Sorry!” the twenty- year olds exclaimed.
“Relax, Cerre. We’re old friends”, said ZVX, grinning broadly. “So how did you two find us?”
“We were being held captive on that bunny ship.” The girl named Lucy, who wore the pink shirt, pointed to the sky.
“But we escaped on an evac pod when the alarm sounded, and we landed around here. We saw you all battling in the air, and then you fell. That’s when we started looking for you. That smoke trail from your fire helped.” She pointed to the glowing embers of what was left from our fire.
“And, ZVX…” murmured Lucy. “Justin was there. he…he’s alive.”
ZVX looked horrified, drawing back. “That’s unexpected”, he said.
Just then, I jumped out of the brush, holding my lightsaber high. “And how do we know Xeer didn’t send you both to kill us, bunny slaves?” I asked, pointing my saber at Emmy.
“Who’s this rambunctious little fleabite?” asked Lucy, looking down at me angrily.
“My name is Zena Conan. If you know Xeer, then you might know where my mother is.”
“Conan?” asked Emmy. “Did you say Conan?”
“Yeah, why?” I asked.
“Aaron”, said both twins at once.
“My dad”, I replied.
“He was our best friend during the Dark period”, said Emmy.
“Haven’t seen him for years.”
“Who exactly is your mom?” asked lucy.
“Aggie”, I replied Emmy and Lucy grinned.
“I knew it”, said Lucy.
“So did I!” said Emmy indignantly.
“Whatever, i knew it first”, said Lucy, turning up her nose.
“Okay, okay, OKAY!” said ZVX. “Girls, please. Zena’s right, how do we know if you’re trustworthy or not?”
Connor jumped as a twig cracked behind him.
“Wait… Emma? Lucy?”
“CONNOR?” Emma looked about to faint.
((176- I thought you were only 8 years older than them…?))
Baylee plopped her knapsack down. She laid down and put her head on it. For some reason she couldn’t sleep. She wasn’t tired at all, despite what they did that day. So, she waited until everyone was asleep, and grabbed her lightsaber and bow. She would practice in the forest. She crept off, her feet not even making a noise, into the forest. Baylee drew her lightsaber, and listened. The rustling of trees, the pitter-patter of a chipmunk, an owl hooting. A bending branch of a dead tree, waving in the wind, like an oncoming weapon… WHAM! She lashed out at it. The branch fell to the ground at her feet. She practiced with her saber for a while, and decided to start with her bow. She readied herself, and closed her eyes, aiming at a tree. She let the arrow fly. Thunk! It embedded itself into the tree bark. Baylee ran and pulled it out. She could hear talking from the camp. So, she gathered her stuff, and set off towards the camp. When she arrived, Emmy and Lucy were standing there, talking to everyone. “EMMY! LUCY! How in this corrupt world did you get here? I am so happy to see you!” She gave them a quick hug. “Well, you don’t look any different, Baylee.” Baylee blushed. It was true. She hadn’t changed at all. She was still gangly and tall, still had short, unkempt, midnight black hair, and STILL had that same, foolish grin. “Well, neither do you! And are you sure your not hypnotized or anything?”
((176- We already know that Justin is alive, remember? ZVX had that conversation with him at the beginning of this thread (posts 35 and 36 to be exact.))
((Oh, and Aggie- we’re not seeing the future- its the present. I for one am actually going through old memories of the orphanage- the HPB Dark Mark kinda sparked it.))
(( Ehh, potatoes potahtoes.))
Most of the adults seemed to have woken up. Everyone was hugging and talking and smiling, even. It was like some sort of strange family reunion.
“So, where’s Aaron?” asked Emmy. “I’m dying to see him.” She looked towards me. This hit me like frozen knives.
“I…I don’t know”, I stammered, realizing this for the first time. “I haven’t seen him since he left for work this morning.”
Emmy and Lucy stopped moving. “Oh no”, whispered Emmy. “He may have already been taken.”
“The entire Resistance was supposed to be killed.”
I shuddered, stinging sensations welling up behind my eyes. Was my father really dead? Then, I remembered my vision.
“No…” I whispered. “He’s with Mom. xeer has him too.”
“Then they’re both as good as dead, aren’t they?” said Lucy quietly.
“Don’t say that!” snapped ZVX at the two young women. “Everyone is fine. Leafy, Zinc, Koko, Aggie…They’re all going to be all right. We just need to find them.”
“A volcano in the dark.” I looked at him. “They’re in a volcano in the dark.”
“What is she talking about?” asked Baylee.
“Zena, what did you see?” asked ZVX.
“A volcano…and a dark hall, and then there were Mom and Dad and that black bunny. And everything was dark and hot and…and heavy. Their eyes were heavy.” I looked back around at everyone.
“A volcano in the dark…” repeated Lucy. “What is that supposed to mean?”
((Ooh- thickening plot!))
((Cont. from post 173))
I sat up, breathing hard. My body was covered in cold sweat. Involuntary tears were coursing down my cheeks. I closed my eyes, trying to calm down. Unfortunately, the evil grin of the Black Bunny was pasted behind my closed eyelids. I opened my eyes in a hurry. A sudden noise brought me to my senses. Make that two noises- someone was coming. My hand gripped my lightsaber.
Two figures stepped into the short beam of moonlight that lit the path. They were not bunnies, but tall, slender twin women, with matching brown curls and sparkling green eyes.
“Who are you?†yelled ZVX, jumping from behind the tree and raising his blaster to their confused faces. One of them cried out, “Don’t shoot!â€, just as the other asked, “ZVX?â€
Excited babbling ensued, along with pleasant and unpleasant exchanges. Then Zena mentioned a volcano in the dark- apparently that was where our parents were being held hostage. This was a great mystery to me- where on earth would this volcano be? On Mustafar or something? Thankfully, I wan’t the only one confused.
“A volcano in the dark…” Baylee trailed off. “Mt. St.Helen!” she cried out. “It’s been covered with dark clouds ever since the last bunny invasion! Hasn’t it?! No one is allowed to hike around that area anymore, wasn’t there something about 3 park rangers disappearing?” she asked. She wasn’t exactly sure, but she had a hunch.
I frowned. “Zena can see what’s happening,” I concluded. “But do we know when it is happening? This could have happened hours ago, or it could be happening right now–it could even be in the future!” I took a breath. “One thing, though…they’re being tortured, and bunny torture is something that you never want to see. The red hot racks are enough to–ow!”
Cerre blinked unregretfully at me. “What do you want to do, tell them the worst horror story of all time? Idiot. Give them some hope. To know their parents are being tortured? I wouldn’t call that HOPE.”
“I–well, I need to know, though.” Said Zena. “I saw, but I couldn’t tell what…”
I turned. “We need to move! NOW!”
((Ok, what happened to ‘Mena, anyway?
I’m busy…can someone summarize the last few 100 posts? I’m sorry-I’m really overloaded with schoolwork…))
Emma looked at Connor in amazement. Lucy’s mouth was gaping. “We thought you were dead!” The tears had started to flow. “Why didn’t you tell us?! And who are these little girls?” Lucy nodded at Rachel and Sophia.
“My kids,” Connor answered shortly. Emma’s mouth fell open.
“Who are they?” Rachel asked.
“Meet your aunts, Emma and Lucy,” Connor said.
((Everyone is related
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I woke up when more people burst into the clearing. I couldn’t make out exactly what they were saying at first, but then they started talking much more loudly. They were talking about a torture chamber in a volcano. Something clicked in my brain. After Kittymine had adopted Padme, I had ended up giving her a lot of psychotherapy to help her get past the horrors that she had endured in the bunny-controlled orphanage. And Padme had mentioned a place which the bunnies called the Dungeon of Horror, which was inside of a volcano. So if Padme was emotionally able to tell us about when she had been brought there, then we’d be able to get in there ourselves. Hopefully. A lot of the kids had already had some sort of training, but we would all need to do a lot of work before we went in. The last thing we needed was to rescue the adults, only to get the kids captured because they couldn’t fight their way out.
((186 – Didn’t you see my earlier comment? Connor was Emma and Lucy’s long-lost brother who escaped the village attack and has been on the run for a long while.))
((187- Cool. Good point- I hadn’t thought of that but now that you mention it, that does make sense.))
‘A volcano in the dark… why does that sound so familiar?’ Suddenly it hit me like a, well, like a black bunny in the dark.
‘”March, you useless biped! Move it! Or you’ll be sorry. Do you want to have another visit to the Dungeon of Horror?‒ The HPB poked me with his spear, sending a mild shock through my body.
“The Dungeon of Horror!” I cried. Everyone turned to look at me.
“What do you mean, Padme?” asked Zena.
“The Dungeon of Horror was a giant torture complex in a volcano. It was relatively near the orphanage I went to. If anyone “misbehaved”- went against what the bunnies were doing or tried to break out- he or she was sent with a HPB escort to this volcano where-” I couldn’t go on any longer. I could feel myself shaking as the realization that my mother was stuck in that hell hit me.
((My sister’s been slacking off and hogging the computer, so I haven’t had much time to post.))
People entered the campsite. I stood up, holding my soccer ball at the ready.
((Dang, now I have to go. I’ll finish later.))
Padme’s outburst confirmed my theory that the Dungeon of Horror was where the kidnapped resistance members were being held. I rushed over to her, realizing that her own memories were not the only thing behind the horrified look on her face. The fact that the person who had rescued her from that horror was now experiencing it was probably almost too much to bear. “Padme.” I whispered in her ear. “I know. You told me how horrible it was, and I want to rescue your mother as much as you–she is my sister–but we can’t go rushing off now. We need to make sure that we will be able to rescue them first.”
The ground beneath me shook all at once. I pitched forward, landing smack on my face in the dirt. I saw the others stumble, too. Some even fell to the ground. The rumbling and shaking continued for what seemed an eternity.
“ZAVIER!” I yelled, reaching for him. He had awoken, and was bellowing as a tree limb nearly knocked in his head. I staggered over through the brush and, just as the branch cracked, pulled him out of the way. He was safe. The tree branch crashed to the ground. Padme and Groundhog crawled out of the way just before the branch came down upon them. There were screams all around. Then, suddenly, the earth was very, very still. Not even a leaf rustled. It was as though everything was…paused.
Only my eyes could move. I looked around, and saw that everyone else was frozen where they were. Nobody could budge an inch. I didn’t understand what was going on. Then, from the shadows, four or five bunnies emerged from thin air and looked around the clearing, and armed with long sinister spears.
“Humans”, muttered one.
“Survivor scum”, said another.
“Let’s get em’ back to base”, sighed the biggest of the group, and he pulled a steel rope coil off his shoulder. “Here.” His short bunny hand tossed the rope to two bunnies nearby. “Tie them up. Let’s take them to the cruiser. Mighty Justin will be glad to see that we have caught them. We may even recieve a reward.”
“Like donuts?” asked a very bouncy one, who held a sharp scythe that glinted in the pale moonlight.
“You bet your cottontail”, said the big one. “Hurry it up, we’ve got to move before this white rinse wears off. I’ve heard that humans can carry rabies. Don’t want one of them biting us.”
‘Rabies?’ I thought to myself. ‘What kind of a twisted planet IS this?’
Baylee stayed on her feet. She had experienced a white rinse’s effects before, and knew she didn’t want to be lying on the ground. This was where Morse Code would work. A long blink for a dash, and quick one for a dot. She hoped the others still remembered it. Baylee tried to catch someone’s eyes…
((192- Whaa? I kinda lost you there))
I dodged behind a tree to avoid the white rinse. It flashed brightly, then died down. A pair of bunnies stalked through the trees, and raised their spears, as two more came out opposite.
“Survivor scum.”
“Humans.”
“Let’s get ’em back to base.”
A pause, some rustlings.
“Tie them up. Here. Back to the cruiser, Mighty Justin will be glad to see we have caught them. We may even receive a reward.”
“Like donuts?” said a bubbly voice.
“You can bet your cottontail.”
Another pause, some rustlings, a faint cry, and more talk.
“Hurry it up! We’ve got to move before this white rinse wears off. I’ve heard that humans can carry rabies. Don’t want one of them biting us.â€
“Or, if we didn’t get all of them, and they’re still watching.” I risked a peek. A tall, somber looking pink lagamorph with slashes on his face, and evil, glowing eyes was speaking. “If one of them followed us, we would not live to see the light of another day.”
I let a sharp, vampire grin curl over my face. Those bunnies would see the next day, but maybe not after that.
I drew my lightsaber and slipped off after them.
I got frozen by the white rinse. Cake! I thought. Now we’re all sitting ducks! As the bunnies approached, I got an idea. Hopefully this would work–these bunnies didn’t appear to be particularly strong-minded, not if their dream reward was donuts. They found me and Padme lying under the branch, and as they bent to tie us up, I wrenched my jaws apart–the white rinse was wearing off already–and said to them in a low voice “You’re going to let all of us go, and then go back to where you came from as if you had captured us.” There was a pregnant pause. Then one of them said: “We’re going to let all of you go, and then go back to where we came from as if we had captured you.” “No, we’re not!” the other bunny said indignantly. I repeated myself, a little bit more strongly that time. “We’re going to let all of you go, and then go back to where we came from as if we had captured you” they finally said in unison. They untied everyone who they’d already captured, then filled the large sacks that they had been carrying them in with rocks, and waked off, acting as if they were going to get a great reward for capturing us. Phew. I thought, waiting for the white rinse to wear off.
I sighed in relief. “Thank goodness.” I crept into the clearing and stood up.
“What…was that?” asked Padme, brushing herself off.
“Just a white rinse”, Groundhog reassured.
“No, I meant the earthquake”, replied padme.
“I think it has something to do with those bunnies and….did they say base?” asked Baylee.
“I think we should follow them”, said Zavier.
“Yeah, this Justin guy might know where our parents and Xeer are”, I replied.
“We don’t have any time to lose”, said Groundhog. “Everyone, we can trail them on foot. Come on.”
We all left the clearing, making sure to clear away our mess so as not to leave signs of where we had traveled. We discovered ZVX behind a bush, lightsaber in hand and ready to spring into action.
“Hold it!” I hissed. “We’re going to trail them back to their base.”
“Okay”, ZVX said with an almost dissappointed face.
“Don’t worry, you can get em’ after we know where they’re going”, reassured Lucy.
Baylee followed them, at the end of the line, keeping watchful eyes. She drew her lightsaber and swung it a few times, loosening her muscles.
Roberta and I went to the left side of the group, near the middle. I whispered to her quietly, “Wonder what would happen if I threw this.” gesturing to the soccer ball.
((God, I love that soccer ball.))
I brushed myself off, kicking myself mentally.
‘Jedi mindtricks! DUH!!!!! Why didn’t I see it before? I could have gotten that bunny to tell me where it took Mom, I could have-‘
‘Oh stop what iffing, Padme. It’s not going to change anything. Now you just have a plan of action for some other time- like when you’re trying to escape with your mother. From the Dungeon of Horror.’
The Dungeon of Horror.
I shuddered again. I pulled out my lightsaber, grasping it firmly. It was a comfort thing. Besides, who knew what we would me while sneaking after bunnies.
“As of five minutes ago, we are fugitives. Such a pity we didn’t manage to get on their trail immediately, but come on, we can’t stand here. We have bunnies to find.”
I pulled on my cloak and hood again, sheathing the lightsaber, clipping on the knife, and strapping the blaster to my back. Similar preparations were being made all around. Groundhog doused the fire, and we were plunged into semi-darkness. Cerre walked over, hood pulled up to ward off the cold and unfriendly eyes. Emmy and Lucy were standing in the middle of things like they wanted to help but had no idea how, so I gave them a job.
“Emmy, Lucy, distribute weapons to the kids. One rifle style blaster, a sharp knife, and handguns each. Find them in the pack over there.” I indicated a heavy backpacking frame that was bulging with stuff.
“Odd.” Remarked Zavier. “Guns with computer screens? What kind of new age people are you?”
I pointed to the handgun he was holding. “The computer screen’s so you can transmit data to whoever’s in charge of the operation. Which would be me and Groundhog, in case you’re undecided.”
Cerre shifted uncomfortably. “It sucks we don’t have anything to move faster in. The bunnies could get away at this rate.”
Groundhog paused and shook her head. “No, they’re following the path, all we have to do is shoot them with tracker darts and they’ll be pieces of cake. Then we plant cameras on their gun barrels, and we can see exactly what’s going on. The cameras, I assume, transmit to ZVX’s com. card, as this is old equipment from the blue-rinse disaster era.”
Baylee thought about this for a moment. “We’ll have to place them somewhere other than the gun barrels. I saw gun holders at their sides, they prolly won’t be out much, so we won’t be able to see much.” Baylee heaved a large pack onto her shoulder, and took another from Padme who was struggling under it’s weight. “Well, lets get going!” she said cheerfully, “The bunnies won’t kill themselves!” she paused for a moment. “Well, unless you hypnotize them, or confuse them or…”
“Let’s just go.” sighed Sophia.
“Let’s just go,” sighed Sophia, interrupting Padme’s little rant.
“Okay,” Padme said sheepishly.
“Where to again?” Rachel asked, pulling out a lightsaber and handing one to Sophia.
“We’re following those bunnies.” ZVX said. “Now put a sock in it before they hear us.” I shut my mouth. Suddenly I got another pincone to the head. I stifled my yelp of pain, and my eyes watered, as those things were thrown very hard.
I followed the trail that the smaller goofy bunny had made with his long scythe. It was very small and thin, not helping much except to lead us through the brush which was growing thicker and thicker by the step.
“Ugh. This place is creepy”, muttered Baylee as she pushed an enormous spiderweb out of the way. I shuddered to imagine how big the spider that had made that web was. Or if it had even been a spider that made it.
It seemed as though we were getting nowhere. Then, I heard a rustling ahead of us. “Shut up, fuzzface!” hissed an angry voice.
“Who’s calling who fuzzface, stupid?” another replied. We had found the group of bunnies. It appeared as though they were fighting.
“Give it here”, said the first voice.”
“No”, replied the other. “It’s mine. I found it first.”
“I’m in charge of you, pucey. Give that shiny key to me.”
“It’s MINE. I want it.”
“Give it!”
“NO!”
There was a scuffling, loud yelps, and a choking noise. I peered out from behind the bush. Both bunnies were out cold from fighting with one another. Clutched in the paw of the smaller one was a shimmering silver key on a black leather string.
I walked over first, cautiously and with trepedation lining every step. I bent down and carefully slid the key from the bunny’s paw. It glinted in the pale moonlight.
“What is it?” asked Rachel, coming up behind me.
“It’s a key”, I answered, showing her.
“Put that down. It might be dangerous”, said ZVX, walking over.
“It’s a key”, i said again, rolling my eyes. “What are you, paranoid?”
“Yes”, he replied. “Now put it back.”
“It might be important!” I said indignantly. I put it over my head and let it hang by the leather strand around my neck.
“Hey look, it says something”, said Cerre, pinting to the neck of the key. I held it up, staring with squinting eyes to read the scripted letters.
“Rahuum sephere kailan”, I read.
Rahuum sephere kailan.
What a strange language, I thought to myself. Still, the words grabbed me somehow.
“What does that mean?” I asked.
“I don’t know”, replied Cerre. One by one, everyone said the words back to themselves. Nobody could single out a language to which the words belonged. I tucked the key back under my shirt. I didn’t want any bunnies to see it. Somehow, I knew thhat the key was special.
“Come on”, said Zinc, rubbing the back of her head. “We’ve got to follow the rest of them before they dissapppear.”
((205- Zinc? Are you sure about that?))
((206- oops! my bad! sorry, it’s a little hard to remember with the switching between people and stuff.
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((207- S’okay.))
“You never know. There was the time when the bunnies planted a detonator that looked like my pod starter chip in my office. It blew up an amount of valuable data, but most of it was saved on a computer in a different room. I managed to escape. But how do we know those keys aren’t a disguised bomb, or something of similar dangerous nature?”
“I can feel it.” replied Zena pensively. “It’s older than anything I’ve ever seen, but it’s out of some material…”
“Pietanium,” affirmed Groundhog and Baylee together. “I invented that thirteen years previously,” continued Groundhog. “It’s possibly the strongest substance on earth. I based it off of…why didn’t I see it before?! I had an old key, very similar to that, but it was black, on a silver chain. This must be a match.”
I frowned. “Maybe. We can keep it, but you’re certainly not wearing it.”
“But where did your key lead to?” Baylee asked Groundhog, “This one might unlock the same door.” She saw a bunny stir. “We better hurry and hide, their starting to wake up!” They all ran for cover, Baylee shot up a tree. She muttered something about a thing crawling on her shoulder, and stood as still as the tree itself. She stood there, watching the bunnies get up, and go crazy over where the key was. She felt something on her shoulder. Slowly, she turned her head, and barely stifled a scream. A giant, purple spider with twelve eyes was sitting on her shoulder, it’s fangs dripping some gooey substance. Baylee’s eyes grew wide. Now i know what made that web. She thought sarcastically. And now, I will die, my friends will find my body wrapped in silk and my face will be paler than a ghost’s. In fact, I will look worse than Frodo. Baylee frowned at this, and sat as still as she could.
“Sp…sp…sp…spider!” Sophia instantly became pale and looked about to faint. Connor was frantically trying to calm her down. “Don’t made any sudden movements,” he muttered. Rachel nodded. She seemed fine – but, then again, she loved playing outdoors. But Sophia was hyperventilating: she wasn’t as outdoorsy was very skittish, unless she had a lightsaber. “Daddy…” Rachel pointed at Sophia. Connor glanced over and nodded. “Soph, it’s all right…”
Meanwhile, Baylee was sitting stock-still, frowning. Most of the kids were freaking out like Rachel and Sophia.
I clutched the key around my neck. “No”, I protested.
I can keep it. I’ll be careful, I promise.”
Suddenly, a bunny flipped over. I squealed and scampered behind a tree, while Baylee scaled it in about two seconds. Then, a giant purple spider landed on her shoulder, fangs dripping some green venom. Without thinking, I crawled up the tree after her. While its’ back was turned, I pulled out my lightsaber and stabbed it. The creature gave a screech and went limp. I shuddered, and threw it to the woods.
“We’ve got to be more careful where we camp”, muttered lucy, also shuddering slightly.
I crouched in a bush, my pulse racing. Spiders, bunnies, keys, this was a bit too much. Then I remembered what Mum always muttered to herself- “Expect the unexpected. And when the unexpected comes, don’t curl up in a ball and hide in a corner!”
((LORD OF THE RINGS TRIP MAJOR!!!!!!!))
Emmy and Lucy started passing around weaponry. I declined most of it, taking only the blaster with the computer screen. And even that took some thought. We followed the bunnies’ path until we heard raised voices.
“Give it hereâ€, said the first voice.â€
“Noâ€, replied the other. “It’s mine. I found it first.â€
“I’m in charge of you, pucey. Give that shiny key to me.â€
“It’s MINE. I want it.â€
“Give it!â€
“NO!â€
Great. Bunnies fighting over a shiny ring- I mean key.
We came to the clearing to find to bunnies out cold. Zena ((that’s one of your kids, right Aggie?)) picked it up.
“Hey look, it says somethingâ€, said Cerre
“Rahuum sephere kailanâ€, read Zena.
‘Rahuum sephere kailan’- that sounds a bit familiar. Undoubtedly it is a phrase in the bunny language. I suppose I did hear bunnies speaking like that, but I never learned very much. Just weird phrases like, “Hold on to your essence”.’
The bunnies began to stir. We all scampered up the nearest trees. Unfortunately, there was a large, purple, venemous spider up there. It was quickly dispatched by Zena.
((OK, got to bring us back to BA))
“Nice, even though it was a hologram,” I said, pointing to the spider. “Digital, if you compare that to Shelob in the Lord of the Rings, you’ll notice the exact same characteristics. It’s a projection, a VERY clever projection. Whatever really made those webs is attempting to trick us.”
That sobering news drew a glum silence, until Emmy broke it with a quiet “Bunnies won’t sit down and wait. Get moving!”
We trudged down the narrow dirt track, occasionally slashing brush and thorns out of the way with a machete Cerre thoughtfully pulled from her backpack.
Suddenly, I noticed a flash of movement through the spectral tendrils of mist. Something was out there, watching. I knew they were, as someone had set up a digitally created spider, and for something that real, you had to be close.
“Don’t look to your right,” I whispered. “Stay here, there’s someone out there, and I’m going to find out who, or what, it is.”
~ . ~ . ~
I had left the group, and was stalking through the woods after the elusive figure, blaster trained on the occasionally showing movement, when a rock hit me in the back.
I whirled around.
A rope slipped around, and I was dragged, spinning up a tree trunk at whiplash speed.
I was borne into a treehouse-like structure, filled with loud snapping and hissing noises.
A little face stared down at me.
“Rahuum sephere kailan!”
((Okay, I’m back. WHAT THE CAKE HAPPENED TO KAYE?? Or Alix, for that matter? I did ask you guys if you would do my characters for me while I was away. I mean, three weeks is kind of a long time, but not THAT long. I know that people usually just have their characters hang around and not be controlled by anyone, but I feel like the story’s left me behind and I’m not sure if I can catch up again. I don’t know….. I really don’t want to leave this story– BA:TNG is one of my favorite things about MB– but I feel like I’ve become kind of outdated. I’m not the type to get mad at people for doing stuff like that, but you if you didn’t feel like RPing either of my characters you could at least have mentioned them in a post from your POV. I have not seen one mention of Kaye since….. let me see…. post 98, and Alix disappeared before that. I really don’t care about Alix that much, but Kaye I am not willing to see leave. Please guys, help me reintroduce her into the story!))
((Hm, I have a idea to add a small twist. This will be from my perspective.))
As they sent another shock through me, I regained my memory. I bit furiously at the straps that bound me, and then I noticed a clasp near my left shoulder. I cursed myself for not noticing it before, and opened it. The guard bunnies noticed me doing it, and rushed at me. I slipped out and spun around with my fists like a windmill, punching each one in the face a couple of times till all of them were out cold. Then I went to the box that sent the shocks through us and turned it off. I hurriedly rushed over to everyone and let them loose. We picked up weapons from the unconsious guard bunnies and raced out as the alarm started sounding.
((If anyone objects, feel free to ignore this post. I just really wanted to kick some cottontail.))
((216 – Oh, sorry. It’s so hard to keep track of everybody when their name isn’t their blog name
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“Fake? The spider was a fake?” Sophia calmed down. Rachel, however, started to panic as ZVX’s words gripped her. “There’s something… out there? That wants to kill us? Besides the bunnies, I mean,” she hastily said as people looked at her funny.
((216-In agree! WTF happened to my characters? And can someone PLEASE give me a summary of the last 160 posts? I’m AvalonGirl…))
I said thoughtfully, “Well, Mum told me about these people in black cloaks who were greater evil then the bunnies. Maybe it’s them.”
((218-I haven’t yet submitted a post on BA:TNG that doesn’t have my blogname somewhere in the name. But it’s okay. I’m just not too sure at this point that my characters are salvageable. I dunno, I guess I just need to say something like “okay, Kaye’s with [whoever]” and then write something.
Okay then, Alix is with all the other kids (duh) and Kaye….. Kaye I have no idea about. Suggestions, anyone?))
((219 – It’s difficult. Basically, we’re in a forest. With a key.
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221 – I’m sorry! It’s tough, even if the name’s in the… uh… name. It’s difficult to keep track.
((219- I really don’t know, this thread seems to have turned into a LOTR parody. THIS IS NOT GOOD.
222-I know. I actually feel the same way. So, let’s see…….
I’ll write something, but I still need ideas for Kaye. It’s rather difficult to smoothly reintroduce your character(s) after almost 200 posts.))
ALIX:
“Maybe,” I replied to Roberta. “But…. even eviler than the bunnies? This is going to be too much for us to handle.”
Suddenly, there was a faint shout in the distance. Cerre turned around. “What was that?”
“I don’t know. It sounded kind of like ZVX. We should go see what’s going on,” said Emmy.
We did.
((See, now we are no longer stuck randomly in the jungle without any purpose! Don’t give up hope!))
((223- For the third time, my kid’s Lark, not Roberta! Roberta’s Leafy’s kid!))
“Holograms”, I muttered to myself, scampering down the tree. “Mom NEVER told me about any holograms in her stories.”
ZVX, who seemed unshaken by the past events of the evening, declared that he was going on an expedition to make sure the area was secure. He disappeared into the night. I protested, but Groundhog assured me that ZVX was capable of exploring on his own. I sighed. For some reason, it felt as though the key around my neck was sighing too. Suddenly, there was a yell and a crashing noise from far off in the woods.
“What was that?” asked Cerre, spinning around. But before we could move, there was a loud noise, almost like the scampering of pairs of tiny feet or claws pattering across the leaf-strewn ground. As they drew closer, I could hear a chanting coming from them.
” Rahuum sephere kailan! RAHUUM SEPHERE KAILAN!”
Suddenly, there was outbreak of war cries as tons of tiny robed creatures with claws and pink eyes peering from under their cloaks flew from all directions at our group. Screams and yells pierced the air as the creatures attacked. The air became so thick with black that I could hardly see or breathe. Suddenly, someone picked me up and flung me upside down. The key was still inside my shirt, barely concealed. I was flying through the air at lightning speed, being carried away by something that I couldn’t identify.
“ZAVIER!” I screamed as the scene below me grew fainter. I saw more creatures closing in on my friends.
((223- What? LOTR Parody? AWESOME.
-is stared at funny-
OK, OK, I’ll leave now.))
Baylee motioned for everyone to stay where they were. “I’m going to check it out,” she told them, and followed the trail of chopped vegetation ZVX had made. She finally got to the end of the trail. Nobody was there. Where had he gone? Just than, a figure attacked her from behind. “Hiya!” she yelled, just to make it a bit more dramatic, as she elbowed whoever, or whatever, it was in the stomach, it stood still for a moment, so Baylee stepped on its foot, and punched it between the eyes. This gave her enough time to whip out her lightsaber and hold it at the person’s neck. “Who are you, and what do you want?” she asked through gritted teeth. “Wait… Don’t…” it said. She saw it reaching towards it’s pocket, so she whipped her lightsaber around and hit it between the eyes with the pommel. “If you make any move, I will hit you again, and you will go blind.” she told it sternly. “Now, tell me who you are, and why you are here.”
(sorry for the double, post accidental submit)
Baylee heard some gasps from the bushes. “I know you followed me!” she yelled. The group of kids came out from behind the shrubbery.
((224-Right. Sorry. I forgot.))
((Um, guys, I know that an LOTR parody would be a lot of fun, but THIS IS BA, NOT LOTR! Someone, possibly a GAPA but what do I know, said that the Sith Lord/Ring Wraith things were not really BAish. I am guessing that they came back in due to the LOTR Trip, since one of them seems to be carrying Zena away with the key. Now, Groundhog has been unable to post, but she told me she had this idea. Her idea was that the key that Zena is now carrying is the double to a black one on a silver string that locked the vault holding the Mad Human disease. I recall that in Part 6, Groundhog was fighting one of the human/zombie things, which had told her that he had stolen some of the Mad Human, which was what killed out Kokonilly’s (it was you, right?) village. This human/zombie must have stolen the key. It was lost after the human/zombie was killed by Groundhog. So, if we will abandon the LOTR thing (unless there is a major outcry, and even then), we could just say that if the bunnies figure out what it is from, they could unlock the vault of Mad Human and kill out a large populace on earth. So basically, we have to hold on to that key. Oh, wait. I suppose we could have Zena carried away, and we have to rescue her before Xeer gets his hands on the key. That way post 225 won’t be messed up.))
((okay, sorry for the double post, but I can’t stick the summary in the last post- it would have been too long.
Summary:
Our parents are all kidnapped. The only adults left are ZVX, Groundhog, and Baylee. ZVX’s treehouse had an attached pod (and an awfully large pod it is too!) which we all clambered into. We were chased by bunnies. We escaped from the pod, which was being shot at, using jet pack. We manage to destroy the bunny ship, but our jet packs run out of fuel, so we fell to earth, landing in a large deserted forest. There we meet up with Emmy and Lucy, who are now both adults. Bunnies sneak up and white rinse us. Luckily, it wore off fast enough for Groundhog to use Jedi mindtricks on them so that they would leave. Zena tells us of her dream about a volcano in the dark. I (Padme) figure out that the bunnies are keeping our parents hostage in the Dungeon of Horror, where they will most likely be killed eventually. We follow the bunny trail. We have a minor (okay, major) LOTR Trip at this point, where we find this mysterious silver key which seems to act a bit like the One Ring (hopefully that will be remedied- see my most recent post). We are attacked by a holographic spider, and suspect others enemies around, other than bunnies. Mini Sith Lords/Ring Wraiths appear (this too will hopefully be remedied so that we will be completely out of the LOTR Trip) and attack. (Oh, and if Zena ends up being carried off, it could be a helibunny). That is really all. Oh, yeah- Baylee is interrogating a person (or is it a bunny? I’m not sure). So Kaye and anyone else who is lost- we are all in the forest. You have been with us the whole time, just rather silent. So just step right in- you could be fighting some bunnies, or trying to rescue Zena. Or sneaking up behind Baylee to see what she’s doing. It’s up to you.))
The face vanished, but the noises didn’t stop. Yells echoed through the forest, and a scream sounded. A little thing scream, it wasn’t human, for sure. I grinned. The party had probably found that little gang and were having a duel right now.
I struggled, only to have a punch in the side.
“You punch like a bunny,” I told the fist. “That didn’t even tickle.”
“Me tickla with this!” squealed one of the little things, whipping out a black knife as it reappeared into vision. “Me tickla good and hard!”
“Need some help learning to say an un-exclaimed sentence, little chap?” I asked weakly. “No need to get violent here.” I raised my hands. Good. I could move. “Just let me go.”
A second thing booted the first out of the way. “Shuttup, human. Let you go, what an idiot!” It looked around in the shadows for support. The things laughed shrilly. “We neva letcha go. Humans make useful slaves.”
I appeared cowed. “Really? You won’t?”
“We neva letcha go!”
I floored the little guy, and drew my lightsaber. “Then die!”
The mini-things attacked, seemingly pretty fast, until I fired a sweeper blast from my hip blaster. They fell. Excellent. I sprang out of the entrance and landed lightly on the bed of pine needles and hacked the last out of the way.
((230 – I like it. Let’s go with it.))
((230-Sounds good. I am actually wildly against having BA:TNG turn into a LOTR parody. That would be going against the whole point of BA.))
((230- Are you two mind readers or something, because that’s EXACTLY what I was thinking! *high-fives* Let’s go on with the story. I’ll make sure they don’t steal the key. You can count on me!
))
The short scaly wings of the creature flapped harder and harder in order to flee the scene faster. It seemed to be getting tired of carrying me. I tried to make myself as heavy as possible.
Suddenly, the creature took a huge plummet down toward the thick foliage below. I screamed as thick tree branches missed my head by inches. I landed THUD on the forest floor, right on my shoulder. I heard a strange crunch as I did so. I yelped in pain as I saw my wrist bend backward in a funny way.
The creature behind me squeaked strangely and came closer. As it approached, the hood fell away. A tiny hawk child with bright pink eyes and a pointed nose that curved slightly like a beak straed in trepadation at me, holding my lightsaber ahead of me.
“No shoot me!”, it sqealed. “Meesa no mean no harm to human! Mewsa tol’ me, Mewsa tol’ me bring yoosa here.”
“That still means you get a major dose of heartburn”, I said, and raised the lightsaber with my good hand to strike the child’s chest. Then, I noticed that the pink in the child’s eyes were slowly fading away into a clear, bright orange.
“What…” I said, drawing away. The child became less pale, more human, and the pupils died down. Th eyes were squinty. I could see that on the back of his head, the boy’s hair melted into cool orange feathers.
“I am Yuki. I am son of great warrior. Wesa lives in the trees, yes, the trees. Big blackie cloud come. Big blackie make us strange. We not ourselves. We cannot control us, we has big pink eyes and angry teeth.”
“The bunnies…” I muttered. “So you really are good.”
“I has to take you away from here”, said Yuki, looking around in fright. “Hesa come here to kill you. Hesa come to kill humans.” He took my hand. His palm, long-fingered and feathered to the nail, surrounded mine, and he swung me onto his back. “Yoosa hold on good, miss. Yoosa hold on tight. Weesa gonna go for ride. Weesa going to my village.”
Then, with a kick, he flew from the ground and into the air. It was all I could do not to let go. We flew faster and faster, away into the sky and through the night.
Then, with a kick, we flew from the ground
((235- Yoosa? Weesa? Do I smell a Gungan?))
There were little black things all around me. ‘Funny- they’re too small to be those Sith Lord/ Ring Wraith things that mom would talk about. So then what kind of creature-‘
My thoughts were rudely interrupted by one of the black midgets. My lightsaber was up and blazing, knocking the thing to the ground before you could say HPB. Its hood fell off, revealing pink eyes, a pale face, and hawklike features. I held my lightsaber to it’s throat. It gave a strangled cry, its eyes widening and turning orange-
‘Orange?’
“No! Meesa innocent! Have mercy!”
‘This guy is talking like a gungan.’
((We can’t seem to stay away from some sort of existing fantasy story, can we?))
I saw that the little creature’s eyes were fading from pink to orange, so I relaxed my guard a bit. All around us, the rest of their eyes were changing to orange as well. I decided to pose a question to them. “What happened to you?”
((I know this is really arbitrary, but I JUST GOT A LIGHTSABER!!!! In real life. Okay, so it’s not one of the replicas that cost $120, but it’s still really cool. Okay, now that that’s out…))
All around us the black midgets’ eyes were turning orange. They looked at us pleadingly, all talking like some kind of Gungan. It was really confusing.
“Okay! QUIET!” yelled ZVX. There was silence immediately. Groundhog stood up.
“What happened to all of you?” she asked.
There were mutterings all around. Finally, the largest one stood up- he appeared to be the leader.
“Weesa do not know, miss. All weesa know is that a few days ago, big blackie cloud come. Big blackie make us strange. We not ourselves. We cannot control us, we has big pink eyes and angry teeth.â€
“Black bunnies,” said I.
“Yes, miss. Yoosa catch on quickly. Theysa wants to kill you humansies. Weesa were supposed to capture all of yoos.”
We flew high above the trees. I looked down, trying to catch a glimpse of my friends. Light was slowly beginning to break through the thick black clouds, and even then, there was not much. It was almost as though it was night all of the time here. What a strange planet.
“Weesa approaching the Mewsa territory, miss. Weesa land soon.” Yuki chattered avidly as he carried me through the fog. I looked downward. A small amount of land was becoming visible through the cloud and swirling mist. I saw very tall trees, all black-wooded and with dark grey foliage. It was very strange and unsettling to see these colors on something as familiar as a tree. Yuki began to slow down. We took a gentle downward dive and landed lightly on an outcropping ledge made of thick grey slate that came off of a large cave in the mountians.
“Yoosa follow Yuki, miss”, said Yuki, gesturing over his shoulder. We walkled along what was a narrow bridge, supprted by strong grey pillars intricately carved with designs I could not make out. it was all very in-depth, and yet it seemed very hastily put together.
“Weesa used to live on the groundsies, miss”, said Yuki, walking along a bit ahead of me. “Then, evil pinkies flew down from clouds and stole our land. They foces us away with big shiny sticks, and takeses our women for prisoners. Takeses over our biggest mountain, they does. Makes it into a fortress, they does. Then, big blackie cloud full of blackies. We not know what hit us. Before cloud, we build city of the trees. We not live on ground, miss. Not want blackies and pinkies to kills no more of us,see?” Yuki was gesturing now toward an enormous tree, out of which a half-oval had been cut. Engraved over the tip of the oval were the words, ‘Sumi Shizumi’.
“Place of peace”, I said to myself, for I knew the hawk language myself. Yuki led me through the oval and onto a ledge. I gasped. In this area were tons and tons of enormous trunks that belonged to giant trees, all the color of slate and all what seemed to be shelters. A rope bridge connected our ledge to the first and largest tree. From there spead many more rope bridges that spread to every level of all the nearby trees. Flat boards of rock had been pounded into the sides of these trees to form crude walkways. Everything looked very neat and stable. Fires burned in homes all around me as I looked on.
Yuki and I walked side by side across the bridge. Orange stares and funny looks greeted me as I went past. These hawk-men did not know what to make of me, a human in their midst. I looked down so I could avoid their stares, then immediately looked back up. We were terribly high above the ground. I estimated hundreds of feet. Everything below looked tiny. If I fell off, I would be dead in an instant. I stared straight ahead until we reached the other side of the bridge.
Rachel and Sophia peeked out behind Connor’s legs, giggling madly. “Look, Daddy, it’s a Gungan!”
Connor sighed, scooped them up, followed Yuki and gasped. “Holy cake,” he whispered. “We’re high up.”
“Daddy? Are you okay?” Rachel looked down. Her eyes went huge. “I’m scared, Daddy…” Sophia whimpered.
“Shh, it’s okay.” Connor’s voice cracked and he was white. “Just… don’t fall, okay?” It was evident they all had a fear of heights.
Connor looked straight ahead and dashed across the bridge. Rachel and Sophia were screaming their heads off, which didn’t help.
I was horrified. These poor things must have been hypnotized! I wondered if any of the kids had inherited the ability to enter someone else’s mindspace. If they could, then they’d be able to dehypnotize the ones who were around us, and maybe even be able to make it that anyone who looked into their eyes would be dehypnotized too. “Um, could I ask you something then?” I said to the group of hawk-people. “We need to get to the Pacific coast.” I said. “And if you were going to capture us by flying us away, that means that you could fly us there too. Would you be willing to help us with that. We might even be able to fix the problem that the black and pink ones gave you.” I finished, figuring that if there were no mindspace experts in the group, I could always dehypnotize them the slow way.
((Um, Groundhog? What about the jedi mindtricks? Oh, wait- that’s just the Resistance equivalent of Bunny hypnosis. Scratch that.))
((You know, it would be nice if we could actually have a PLOT to this story. I know RPGs are famous for being impossible to follow after 50 posts or so, but maybe we could stop introducing random and totally unrelated things into the story. I mean, at least in BA there were only the black-cloaky things, and you managed to keep them away for almost all of the story.
And what is a Gungan anyway?))
((243- Well, the whole point is that there are actual obstacles in the way before we can defeat Xeer and reach the dungeon or whatever. We don’t want this thread to end right away, do we?
Oh and before you leave to go back to earth, would you mind taking me AWAY from the creepy hawk-things?!?!
Thank you. *headdesk*))
((244-Well, yes, but maybe the obstacles could be more along the lines of black/heli/dragonbunnies rather than being weird mini-hawk people?))
((243, 245 – I agree. We need to decide on a canon or something similar. That and we need to agree on how fast the bunnies can “evolve”, meaning develop new traits/invent or steal new weapons. Because whenever they “evolve” I end up bringing in something that I just “happened” to have invented, so that we don’t get killed. Rather hard to swallow. I have this idea that if we could find some people who are willing to RP the bunnies, that might help the second issue some.
Maybe if we establish a baseline for technology and such, and then the rule for inventing any new technology for both bunnies and humans could be that you can only bring it in if you’ve RPed the invention process? Oh, and a gungan is a humanoid-type being from Star Wars. I’m not sure how people decided that the hawk-people were gungans, they just talk like gungans.
244 – We’re not on earth? When did this happen?))
((246-Yeah, sure. But I think RPing the invention process might be a little too complicated. I mean, how many people here even know how to build a toy paddleboat from basic parts, much less a laser gun?
How about we just say that we’re stuck with the technology we’ve already established (lightsabers, laser guns, pods and the like for humans, and spaceships and weird bunny powers for the bunnies), and if we really want to introduce even more advanced stuff, then we can have the bunnies bring in alien allies.
About RPing bunnies: That sounds okay, but since a bunch of people are already playing two or more characters, I think it might get too confusing to have them start RPing more characters. Maybe we should get some more people to do the bunnies. I mean, we had William in BA, and just because the person who was doing him (IBCF? I don’t remember) disappeared halfway through doesn’t mean we can’t do the same thing here. Of course, it might make more sense to RP lesser bunnies than Xeer, like maybe commanders or just common soldiers.
Whatcha think? We’d probably have to go over to the random thread and say stuff along the lines of “POSOC! Get yourself over to BA:TNG and start RPing bunnies!”, but it would make this much more balanced. I’ve just noticed, we have only about a third of the people who were in BA here, and ZVX is the only boy. I think, anyway. We could definitely use some more people.))
((243 to 247- Technically speaking, we have a plot: Rescue our parents and destroy Xeer. But the people we meet along the way, the allies we gain, the fights we get into, the information we know, the mysterious objects we find, and the current subplots need a sort of formula. If we do a bit of each thing in a random order, it ain’t gonna work. Here’s what we’ve already got:
We’ve met people– the old resistance members, ourselves, bunnies, Xeer, and the hawklike creatures that talk like gungans.
We now have allies– or possible allies if Groundhog manages to permanently dehypnotize the hawklike creatures (who should really have a name, you know).
We’ve gotten into one main fight– the one where we escape our pod and the attacking bunny ship.
Information– we know where our parents are being held prisoner.
Mysterious Objects– the silver key that opens the vault containing the Mad Human Disease.
Subplots– Events occuring to our parents, History of the silver key (how the zombie/human had found it and used it to open the Mad Human vault and kill out Kokonilly’s(?) village), and the fact that we all want to help fight but some of the Powers That Be are still a bit reluctant to let us (ZVX!!)
Our next logical course of action would be to get to the Dungeon of Horror for the rescue- either have our soon-to-be allies help us, or get captured by bunnies.
247- How many of us know how to build a laser gun? I’m experimenting, (in real life) with the theory of concentrating a group of lasers at the same conjunction…
Anyway, I must make a small edit to plot line:
We’ve met people- the old resistance members, ourselves, bunnies, Xeer, and the hawklike creatures that talk like gungans.
We now have allies- or possible allies if Groundhog manages to permanently dehypnotize the hawklike creatures (who should really have a name, you know).
We’ve gotten into one main fight- the one where we escape our pod and the attacking bunny ship.
Information- we know where our parents are being held prisoner. (Some, withheld so far, but to be given when the old Resistance members think it’s right to hand it out.)
Mysterious Objects- the silver key that opens the vault containing the Mad Human Disease.
Subplots- Events occuring to our parents, History of the silver key (how the zombie/human had found it and used it to open the Mad Human vault and kill out Kokonilly’s(?) village), and the fact that we all want to help fight but some of the Powers That Be are still a bit reluctant to let us (ZVX!!)
Our next logical (?) course of action would be to get to the Dungeon of Horror for the rescue- either have our soon-to-be allies help us, or get captured by bunnies.
One thing I might point out is that our plot has begun getting to off track. We are introducing new creatures and places at a rate that can’t be kept track of. BA is probably the most cohesive RPG on the blog, because of the people who write it.
…and BA will only stay as it is if we work hard to make it the best. Random ideas are great–but please run them through before zipping off on a completely different tangent; we don’t want BA to deteriorate into a normal RPG.
Saying that might allow our thoughts to become a little more fluid. For instance, these hawk people are a little swiftly developed. Drawn in too fast. Maybe bring them in gradually–let’s see, in posts 236~241 we’ve moved faster than technically possible, I appeared out of the forest at a particularly swift rate, Zena got carried off somehow–we don’t want to make people’s heads spin.
((248- Good summary, Kittymine. *hands big bar of choklit*
))
About the hawk names…I seriously have no idea.
I do think we should move the plot along a bit. Did anyone notice that I made reference to Justin’s being on this very same isalnd/planet/thingy in earlier posts? I think we should get rid of him and his bunnies before returning to earth to rescue our parents. Seeing how it usually takes weeks to make a day here, it should be able to happen quickly, but that would be another main subcomponent to kind of stretch out the storyline a bit. Since the hawks are our allies, they could help us with this fight. We just need them to tell us the location of Justin’s lair and how to get there (hint, hint MOUNTAIN). Does that sound ok? Since we’ve already wasted some posts on the hawk people, it’s only fair we finish them off.
(( Could I bring in a vampire that Xeer hires to catch/kill the kids? *coughcough* Who also is RK’s brother?))
((251-Kaye IS a vampire. Hmm, that might be interesting….. a faceoff between her and the vampire that Xeer hired?
248-Yes, I know. What I meant was to have the plot be a bit more organized, and for people to stop introducing random and outside-the-plot things to the story. We already have our plot, so even if it’s less fun, let’s try to work with it instead of going of on random tangents every time someone feels like we need a plot twist. Our plot is already twisted enough.
249-You are? Really? How? Tell me, I’m interested.))
((252- If I decide to bring the vamire thing back, Lark’ll probably be one.
Anyway, no one’s mentioned post #217. I’d be fun. We’d arrive in the roo we saw them, and they won’t be there. Then we have to go find them, while they’ll be finding us.
Truth to be told, I rather liked the old BA thread. Not so much orginization. Orginazation makes my head spin…))
((249- thanks for the additions to my plot outline. Oh, and after I had posted it I remembered that I had forgotten to add Emmy and Lucy to our list of People we’ve met.))
((250- Thanks for the choklit! I’m starving.))
((253- *Reads post 217 again* Ahh, yes. The breakout of the parents from their restraints. I suppose that they are now wreaking havoc and mayhem in the Dungeon of Horror.))
((Now, about a name for these hawk people… how about the Malarky? (I know that’s a name of a board game, but whatever)))
I looked at Groundhog in confusion.
“Umm, why specifically the Pacific Coast?”
“Two reasons: 1) the Dungeon of Horror is suposedly in the base of Mt. Saint Helens. 2) Our base, the Marinaras Trench, is in middle of the Pacific Ocean. So if we go to our base, we could collect supplies, regroup, etc. before attacking the bunnies in you-know-where.”
I saw neveryone standing a little distance away. “Hey guys!” I said happily, running over. Nobody seemed to notice me-at all, in fact. I listened to what they were saying, something about Mount St. Helen. I needed to be clued in, I guess.
((It is my village. Just clarifying… oh, and I’m rather confused.
))
((252- basically, a gun body with steel-cutting laser on the inside triggered by a normal gun trigger is what I’m thinking. Stocky pistol-style body, with five laser aligned inside the barrel. In theory, (mine) you could (possibly) concentrate a number of laser beams to create strong, long-ranging bursts that wouldn’t peter out as they travel distance. We’ll see.))
“Zena, we’re moving to Mount Saint Helens. It’s very logical as far as the location of the Dungeon of Horror. One, the bunnies don’t spend valuable resources heating the entire place, like they do here in…er…I actually don’t where we are, but they save that way–you know, even bunnies need money to buy our technology. They use human puppets to carry out the transaction, I know it’s disgusting, but the hypnoed humans don’t know what’s happening. They’re after that; I’ve saved a few, but most of the time the bunnies get to them fast. Two, the steam from the volcano gives it an evil atmosphere. Three, it’s far enough from my house in Oregon to not be picked up by me–or Groundhog. Xeer is mortally afraid of us; we’re the only two that still have the equipment to organize an army. And four, an active volcano is an excellent deterrent for any who might venture into the crater, which I am certain is where the entrance is.”
Zena seemed to have to absorb my long winded speech for a moment before answering. “But I don’t see how we’re going to…”
“Get there.” said Cerre.
“We’ll use–” Chimed in Groundhog.
“–a Saftin–” Added Baylee.
“–Exactly–”
“–And if we–”
“–Steal the particular craft–”
“–Then we’ll get it from–”
“–The bunnies.” I finished.
“Saftin?” Asked Kaye. “What exactly is–?”
Baylee turned to Kaye. “It’s a shuttle. The bunnies invented them, until about seven and a half years ago I conducted a raid with several other Resistance, and stole three of them. The bunnies caught us, but we escaped in the stolen crafts.”
I frowned. “Baylee–why didn’t you mention that you were attacked? We could have sent a battalion–”
She waved her hand. “Never mind. I did it, and a Saftin is short for SaftinIzer 2000. It’s a relatively good shuttle, and I’ve worked our where we are.”
((256-Me too.))
Cobalt awoke panicked , tied to a chair. Where was he? Ariel was tied down as well. A bunny came out of the shadows. “It seems you have awoken, biped,” Xeer sneared with the customarily cold voice. Cobalt’s head buzzed, this had to be the Xeer everyone whispered about. “Let us go you Lagamorph of unnatural hue,” Cobalt spat.
Xeer ignored him,”Listen biped, I have a proposition for you- to save your girl.” “She’s perfectly fine you monster!” the young vampire retorted. “Oh is she?”Xeer said as he stuck a syringe in Ariel’s arm. ” What did you do to her!?” Cobalt hissed,his fangs bared.
“Let’s not waste time with this- I have a hunt for you, some bipeds ,bring them here alive or dead and I’ll give her the antidote.”
Despite the situation, Cobalt smiled.
The hunt had begun
“Active volcano?” I frowned. Hot things deterrred me. It was something I had feared since childhood.
“Meesa help! Meesa good with volcanos!” said Yuki, waving his hand/wing around.
“I…don’t think so”, said ZVX, shaking his head. “We don’t really need the extra luggage.”
“Aw, come on, ZVX!” I chided. “See, look! He even has his own mode of transportation!”
“It would be useful for a quick escape”, added Roberta.
“Welll…” said ZVX, looking hesitant.
“Please?” i asked, maiing a sad pout face. He cracked.
“Fine, fine, but don’t weigh us down’, he replied.
“Meesa weigh good!” said Yuki.
“Um, that’s not what he meant”, I pointed out.
“So getting back to the bunnies?” said Padme.
“If the bunnies have money, they have one of the three things you need to take over the world”, i pointed out.
“And the other two?” asked Emmy.
“Power and submission”, I replied. “If Xeer defeats us, he has both of those as well.
“We’re better than that”, said ZVX. “And Xeer knows it.”
“But if we’re better than that, how did he capture our parents?” asked Roberta, who looked cross.
“Guys, your parents were excellent fighters”, said Groundhog. “They just weren’t ready for the impossible to strike when it did. None of us were.”
“We’re going to save them, and destroy the bunnies”, reassured ZVX. “But right now we have to focus on getting back to earth.”
“Where exactly are we going to find one of these bunny ships?” I asked.
“Well, according to these…um, gungan creatures, the bunnies took over their main fortress in a mountain.”
“Mountain of Black Fog”, said Yuki. “Sacred place of the peoples, it is. The pinkies and the blackies takeses over it, they does. Large guns and shock waves, and ships comes and goeses as they do.”
“Can you take us there?” asked Groundhog.
“Yes, miss”, said Yuki. “I call my brothers, I will. Theyses will help us.”
“Good”, said ZVX. “We need all the help we can get.”
I brushed my long bangs out of my face. Mum never really preferred long hair, she said it got in the way. I usually rolled my eyes at this, but I see now what she meant. If I had long hair with that jetpack, it would’ve started burning.
Yuki led us across a rope bridge to a bigger treehouse. He then lead us to a small pod that would take us to a low outcropping on the mountain. From then on, we would climb.
It was human all right, entirely. Not bunnified, or hypnotized. “I’m going to ask you one more time. Why are you here, and who sent you?” She gritted her teeth and held her lightsaber at the ready. “Nobody sent me, I work alone.” He/she said, it was hard to tell what gender the person was. “Than why did you decide to attack me?” She asked. “I wasn’t going to attack you.” By the voice, she could tell the person was a man. “Well, let’s see, you jumped out from nowhere, jumped from behind, obviously a surprise attack, and you had your fists ready, and I can see your dagger in your pocket. It’s either you where going to act like Tarzan, or attack me, I’m pretty sure it’s the latter. Now. Do not play games with me. What do you want?” She tapped between his eyes lightly with her pommel and he winced. “You don’t want to go blind, do you?” She asked. “Why don’t you just kill me? Why would you just make me blind?” He asked, his face didn’t show any sign of fear, he was calm as can be. “Because then I won’t get answers. And what if you could be useful to us?” He tried jabbing me in the stomach and knocking me out with his fist, but all Baylee did was grab his arm, and twist it behind his back. “This is the last time, WHAT DO YOU FREAKIN WANT?” Baylee saw his lip curve into a smile. “Yeah, I have a temper. And I’m really not afraid to kill you, young as I am.” He opened his mouth to speak, and nothing came out. He closed it, and then opened it again. “The only good I would do you, is if you let me fight. I can still fight if I’m blind, you pathetic woman, and I can beat you in combat any time. The only reason I’m actually standing still is because of your lightsaber, which is incredibly close to my head. Now, lower it, and fight. If you win, I will come back with you to your camp. If I win, you come back with me to mine. Fair?” Baylee thought about this for a moment. “Weapons?” she asked. He motioned to a sword at his belt. She still didn’t trust him. He could run at anytime during a fight. So Baylee threw a pack full of powder at the ground, it was a boundary line, used to trap enemies. She kept all of her weapons on, and drew her regular sword. The guy grinned, and pulled back his hood. He had red hair, and silvery-white eyes. He looked maybe 25-30. “Ok than, ready, go!” he said loudly, which wasn’t really necessary. But wait. Maybe it was. She heard a rustle, and saw a figure leap out. “Foolish.” she muttered. And she gave a high pitched whistle and a command. The boundaries exploded, and a huge beast came bounding towards her, drool flying everywhere. “Good girl! Always there when I need you. Now, defend.” She said in a commanding voice. The dog tensed, and got ready to spring at anything that came near. Meanwhile, 10 figures leaped out from the surrounding foliage. “Idiotic. A woman,” he spat this out with hatred, “fighting. But pretty poorly too of course.” Obviously this guy was like sexist or something. “Well, if I was a poor fighter, and I haven’t even moved yet, how come you have ten men?” She asked. She caught him off guard, he was about to say something, when she threw a bomb near the area where 3 men were. It exploded, and they barely got out of the way in time. “Now,” she said this with a smirk on her face, “hit me with your best shot.” After this, all heck broke out. Her ‘beast’ or dog, was lashing out at people, and she was whirling around, no one could touch her. Finally, they backed away a little, tired, after fighting constantly for 15 minutes. Baylee hadn’t even broken a sweat. “Is that all you’ve got?” she said. Finally, a man, the same one who tried to attack her, made a motion with his hand, and stood, ready to fight. In a flash, Baylee disarmed him and had her pommel, once again, between his eyes. “There. I win. Now, you have to give me answers. Who are you?” He looked up tiredly. “Who are you?” he said. “I, am part of the Resistance. A group of people who saved this world. Now, once again, who are you?” He had a confused look on his face. “Bunnies?” He asked. Baylee nodded. “We were survivors. We’ve been monitoring every move the bunnies have made, ever since the last attack.”
“We are planning an attack on the bunnies. I am going to take you back to my camp, get some more people, and then we will see yours. Ok?” she still didn’t trust him after what he did. So, she led him back to camp, his arms tied behind his back, and when she got there, everyone was moving around busily. Someone shouted something about hiking up the mountain soon. Baylee took a long drink from a water bottle and stopped. “Wait. The kids don’t know anything about the bunnies fighting tactics. We can’t just barge in there expecting them to know the bunnies’ every move like we usually do. We haven’t practiced enough.” She said this with a frown on her face. “We’re going to have to show them what the bunnies usually think, what their weapons are, how they use them, and their usual defense. It’s the only way we’re going to make it alive in there.” Some of the kids protested and said they were excellent fighters. “I know your excellent fighters. But the bunnies have numbers. Would you know a bunny was going to do this,” at this she did a duck-roll-slash at an invisible opponent, and than a whistle, pretending more bunnies were coming, “And than what would happen next, is either your death, or help comes. You have to be ready when they use unseen weapons,” at this she whipped out a triple barrel electric blaster from the inside of her jacket, “And know how they are used. We have to train more if we are going to be able to defeat them.” She took a deep breath, and nodded towards the man, standing still behind her. “I’ve found this guy in the forest. He says he’s from another camp. Anyone willing to come and check it out?”
The two of us had become lost in the jungle. “Zena? Sophi? Rachy? Where are you?” Crystl whimpered quietly. I started to feel faint. And dizzy. “You’re not going to be hurt, Crystl-” I quietly said, grabbing her hand-
and fainted from the fumes of the drug.
((Here comes another summary:
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We were being attacked by small cloaked figures, and Zena, who was wearing the sliver ring, was carried off by one. We fight our way out, disrobing many of them. We find that they are not mini Sith Lord/Ring Wraiths, rather a small human/avian mix. Their eyes, which had been pink, turn back to their normal orange. They tell us (speaking like the gungans from Star Wars) that the bunnies attacked them and took them over, but they are able to push out their control temporarily, which is why their eyes turned orange again.
Meanwhile, Zena was being carried by one of these creatures (I suggested that they be called Malarky, but that never actually got voted on). They land somewhere, far away from the rest of us. The small creature, whose name turns out to be Yuki, tells Zena that he was ordered to bring her here. But now he is back in control of hsi mind, so he will bring her to his tribe. They fly back to where we are and Yuki shows us where to go. We end up on connected platforms at the top of trees. We then digress from the story to have some disscussions of what to do next. Once we get back to the story, we decide to go to the Pacific Ocean because: 1) the Dungeon of Horror is suposedly in the base of Mt. Saint Helens. 2) Our base, the Marinaras Trench, is in middle of the Pacific Ocean. So if we go to our base, we could collect supplies, regroup, etc. before attacking the bunnies in you-know-where.
It is decided that we will travel by a Saftin, which is short for SaftinIzer 2000. It is a type of bunny ship which we will steal from the Mt of Black Fog, which is a sacred place of the Malarky that the bunnies took over. Yuki wants to come with us. After a bit of pleading, he is allowed to. He will lead us to the ships.
While all the discussion was going on, Baylee was trying to interrogate a human she had found while fighting. She ends up making a deal with it- If she won their fight, he would come with her. If he one, she would go with him. They fight- Baylee wins. Baylee brings him back to us, where she finds out about our plans to leave.
Philomena and Crysti (AvalonGirl and Serafina) were seperated from us when we landed. It appears that they were just knocked out by something. We shall have to investigate.
Cobalt Strange and Ariel (characters of RK) were just captured by Xeer. Xeer has poisoned Ariel. The upshot of this being that either we have to get to the Dungeon of Horror really fast, or our parents who are currently unbound have to rescue them while they wreak havoc and mayhem.
That’s all.))
We were preparing to climb up something high to get to the bunny ships. Baylee then spoke up.
“Wait. The kids don’t know anything about the bunnies fighting tactics. We can’t just barge in there expecting them to know the bunnies’ every move like we usually do. We haven’t practiced enough.â€
“That is true,” agreed Groundhog. “That’s why we’re going to go to the Trench first, so that we can get supplies, teach the amateurs how to fight, (there was a bit of grumbling at that), etc. Even so, we still have to get to the ships.”
As I followed everyone, I sort of took a headcount. It was then that I noticed something.
“ZVX! Philomena and Crysti are missing! They aren’t here. We must have gotten seperated when we fell. You would’ve thought that they’d have found us by now, unless…” ((Please respond fast ZVX))
((CAN SOMEONE COVER FOR ME WHILE I TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?!?!?! I read the summary, but…
))
((request granted))
“They are…” I glanced around. “They’re not here. If we had time, I’d interrogate you about when you last saw them, ect. But we have to search. As far as I know, they were with until…”
I suddenly remembered I couldn’t recall when they’d been with us last. If they had gotten attacked, then it was my fault for not even deigning to check. “Groundhog, do we have blood?”
She surveyed her screen. “Well, you were the one who did it…you would know.”
“I inserted it and treated them both.”
“And we have it here.” said Groundhog triumphantly. “File and GPS map, but…odd…this doesn’t appear to go any farther than right here…” she indicated an area on the screen. I peered closer, seeing the point.
“What’s ‘it’ ” Padme questioned. “Are you saying you somehow took their blood?”
“No,” said Groundhog and I simultaneously. “We planted a tracker in your leg, all of you. So we could find you if you were lost.”
Padme looked outraged. “Without telling us? I knew the stories always said that you had the craziest ideas of anyone in the group, but, hell, I didn’t know you did things like that.”
I grinned. “That’s me and Groundhog’s role–to keep you safe, no matter the cost.”
“It’s fine,” assured Groundhog. “ZVX knew what he was doing when he put the things in your leg. We’ve been inserting trackers for twelve years. At least I trust you didn’t get them mixed up with your poison darts you use for assassination?”
“No,” I said. “Those are in my pack.”
“Crystl and Philomena haven’t moved for an unnaturally long time.” Observed Groundhog. “And they’re not sleeping, the breathing pattern shows that.”
*third person*
Crystl shuddered in her drugged sleep. To a casual observer, it would appear that her and ‘Mena were sleeping.
…But NOOO, they had been knocked out by a drug. Crystl shuddered again, this time managing to tap her transmitter that Rachel and Sophia had given her last year as a birthday present. Silently, it transmitted where she was to the twins’ transmitters.
‘Mena was NOT MOVING. AT ALL. She had an almost peaceful expression on her face, but except for the rise and fall of her chest, there was no sign she was breathing…
*third person*
Crystl shuddered in her drugged state, coughing. She also had a nosebleed, sadly. She coughed again, this time painfully.
‘Mena was NOT MOVING. AT ALL. She had an almost peaceful expression on her face, but except for the rise and fall of her chest, there was no sign she was breathing…
I panicked. “Where are they? We have to find them!” i cried, running in a frantic circle.
“Calm down, Zena, geez!” cried Groundhog, stopping me before i collided with a tree. Suddenly, both necklaces belonging to Rachel and Sophia beeped.They glowed bright red where the charms were fastened at the clasp.
“What on earth…” said Padme, looking on at the scene.
“State-Location-Please.” said the necklaces politely.
“Um. Freaky”, said Zavier.
“29 North, 36 East”, said ZVX, looking at a strange silver palm pilot that also had a beeping red tracking device.
“Location is pinpointed”, said the necklace of Rachel’s.
“28.4 North, 36.6 East” said the other.
“That’s where they are”, said Rachel.
“Where did you get those necklaces?” said Groundhog.
“Our mum gave them to us, and we gave Crystl and Mena the tracking chips”, said Sophia.
“Brilliant”, said Lucy.
“I’ve got their coordinates”, said ZVX. “This way.” We ran off in the direction he was pointing.
Everyone ran after ZVX who was leading the way. They were running, dodging trees and roots. Finally they appeared in a clearing and there were Mena and Crystl were sprawled across the forest floor, drenched in sweat. The air had a slightly sour tinge to it. “Wait!” she yelled, “Don’t move any further! The air, if you breathe it, you will be knocked out immediately!” Baylee experimented with her finger. She stuck it into the fine mist, and it turned purple, and muttered something about a gas bomb.
Crystl started coughing even harder, and her nosebleed was worse then ever. She was grinding her teeth, almost as if her subconscious was telling her ‘Wake up! If you don’t wake up, you’ll die!’
Meanwhile, ‘Mena was almost in a coma! She was pretty sensitive to gas and smells…sadly, that made her pretty easy to knock out. She stirred once and stopped moving, barely breathing…
((Thanks, guys!))
I gave a small whimper. “Anyone have a gas mask?” I said.
“Four people are going to half to hold their breath. Two people carry Mena, and two people carry Crystl.” Baylee said, still trying to see if there was an easier way.
((Sigh….. I really hate to say this, guys, but I think the old BA thread was……definitely less confusing, less filled with random things with no relation to the bunnies, and maybe….. dare I say it? maybe a little better then BA:TNG. We’ve really wandered off topic, I have no idea where either of my characters are, we’re not making any progress at all in the direction of the Dungeon, and nobody is making an effort to try and get back on track. I’d do something, but since my characters seem to have disappeared, it’s kind of hard for me to. Can we try to get back on topic here, people?))
Great. So now I had a tracker in me. I suppose that explained the day I went over to Auntie Groundhogs to play with Jenny (who had only been 3 at the time), and I fell asleep on the couch. And I NEVER, EVER fall asleep during the day. I just can’t do that, unless I’m seriously sick. In any case…
ZVX had gone running off following the tracker, with the rest of us in tow. We came to the place where ‘Mena and Crystl were lying, completely unconscious. Baylee licked her finger and stuck it out in front of her- it turned purple.
“Great- their using some sort of a hypnotic drug- most likely an overdose of meprobamate” commented Groundhog. We all looked at her with mild incredulity, with the exception of Baylee and ZVX. “I worked in a mental institution when I was younger, when the bunnies were taking over the world the first time” explained Groundhog. “And as for gas masks, I haven’t got any, but I think Padme might have something- or did you leave that at home?” asked Groundhog. At first I was completely confused. But then I remembered my last birthday present- a small device that allows a person to breathe underwater. Basically, it takes oxygen from the water and feeds it into a person’s lungs. In theory, it would work to take oxygen out of the air but keep the gas out. Unfortunately, I had left it at home. So there went that brilliant plan. We all thought for another few seconds (sorry Mena and Crystl!). A brainstorm hit me, Baylee, and Groundhog all at the same time.
“Why don’t we use the Force to lift them out of there?” said we three in complete unison, unrehearsed. We all laughed.
“Well, lets hurry up about it then,” muttered Connor.
((FYI- hypnotic drug is the actual name for a type of tranqulizer. I did a lot of research in the area of sedatives and traquilizers for a story that I’m writing. There was a bit of interrogating going on.))
((276- We’re not that far off topic- we were actually about to go sneak in and steal a few bunny ships that are hangered in this forest place, and use them to get to the Trench and the Dungeon of Horror. Its just that we noticed that we were missing people. So now we’re rescuing Mena and Crystl (AvalonGirl and Serafina). After that, we will get on the ships (somehow) and go to the base. As for where your characters are, they’re with the rest of us, just outside the gas bomb’s reach. I think that we’ve thought of an idea to rescue the two girls (okay, I posted an idea, which no one has really responed to since they are all at school and I don’t have school today
). So either you could comments on the rescue plan, or something. You could even make a witty comment- we’re all kind of partial to those. Or maybe even post that you hear the bunnies coming. Whatever- its your choice.))
((278-Yeah, I guess. Well, whatever.))
There was a slight noise from behind the group. Kaye looked towards it.
“Um, guys? You might want to turn around….. And put your hands up…..”
Combining our power, Groundhog, Baylee, and I lifted Mena and Crystl out of the knockout gas. The moment they were free of their gaseous prison, ZVX and Groundhog immediately began to examine them. I watched with interest, until I started to feel uneasy- really uneasy. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end. I was just about to turn when I heard Kaye say, “Um, guys? You might want to turn around….. And put your hands up…..â€
I turned slowly, my hand on the hilt of my lightsaber. A group of 10 black bunnies was standing there, holding blasters, their faces alive with malice.
I was speechless–temporarily. My smart tongue got the better of me after that. I whipped out my lightsaber and raised it.
“Bunnies. What have you done to them?”
The leader smiled cruelly. “Nothing they shouldn’t break out of on a torture rack.”
Baylee and Groundhog circled around, tensing. “They won’t,” muttered Balyee almost inaudibly. “You will.”
I sneered. “You ten don’t stand a chance. We outnumber you.” I “forgot” to mention that the kids had never had any fighting training in sticky situations such as this.
“Oh, indeed? Drop them.” Snarled the leader.
None of us were prepared for what happened next. The bunnies raised their rifle-blaster things, and did drop us. Some of us. At that moment, a vicious blue-rinse exploded in the vicinity, blasting everywhere–except I didn’t feel the death spreading through my body. It was fake.
The bunnies thought it was real though, and leaped behind trees. I staggered and fell to the ground, to all appearances dead.
Nothing happened, except the bunnies walked calmly to inspect.
“Good job, moron.” One of the bunnies elbowed another. “You shot this one. I’m sure that one had information…unless….”
It brushed the hair out of my face, and yelped. “Shoot him, kill him!”
The lead bunny looked up. “Don’t, under pain of death.”
The first glared at him. “Can’t you see who this is? This one was eviler than any I have ever known before. It assassinated Great Xeer’s sibling, the one who could have risen to the throne. And, it plotted in its underground caverns to destroy the race of black bunnies, the elite.”
“Grasham! Still, Great Xeer will want to ensure its pain. And that one…and that one….” said the leader, pointing to Baylee and Groundhog. “We’ve run into the Resistance, boys!”
The bunnies snarled and drew their weapons. “Die, bipeds.”
Looking back, I thought. I wish I hadn’t killed so many of them. I’m dead, or as good as, I knew I had to die soon. But the kids…
(SLIGHTLY BLOODY, TAKE CARE)
I coughed, faintly hearing a blast. I stirred, trying to open my eyes through the purple haze that covered my vision. There were loud bumps near me, and then …pain…
CRYSTL:
(third person)
Crystl’s nosebleed was SERIOUS now, staining the ground a deep red, and when she coughed, blood spattered EVERYWHERE! “Rachy? Groundhog? Zena?” she moaned, struggling to stay conscious…
Baylee noticed the weird dude had left them. She was pretty sure she had him in some tight electric cuffs, unless… There was some crashing noises in the distance and someone yelled, “DUCK!” Everyone dove for cover as a bomb landed right in the middleof the bunnies’ group. Just one thing, the fuse wasn’t lit. “Crap.” Baylee muttered. The bunnies grinned viciously. “We’ve got some pretty idiotic bipeds here.” the first one said. The was a loud boom, and the bomb exploded. A group of people came out from behind the trees, and attacked the bunnies. Baylee let out strangled yelp as a bunny attacked her from the back. Just in time, she got out her blaster and jabbed the bunny with the tip, so it faltered for a moment, and she got to get out her lightsaber.
I recoiled, unsure of what to do. “You three!” a bunny barked at his accomplices. “Take the children!” I slapped myself inwardly. My soccer ball. I raised my ball and said, “You can closer and you get it!” I tried to sound more confidant than I felt. “What are you gonna do with that, hit me?” one bunny sneered. “Worse than that.” I said grimly. I opened it and threw a grenade. The bunny shrieked. Then another bunny threw a net over my ball and drew it in. “You give that back!” I yelled. “My mum gave it to me! She was part of the Resistance!”
Out of the corner of her eye, Baylee noticed a bunny with Roberta’s soccer ball. She drew her bow and nocked 5 arrows. Whoosh, they flew through the air and sliced through the netting. She ran towards the bunnies at full speed and punted the ball to Roberta, gave her a short wink, and started lunging at the bunnies with her lightsaber. One of the bunny’s blasters caught her in the shoulder. “BLITZ!” she yelled. She hoped some of the kids had watched football before.
Some of the bunnies started to attack me. “You won’t do that-” I snarled. “Not while I’m around!”
————(20 seconds pass)————–
I stood in shock, looking at the bodies of the bunnies. What had I just done? I pulled out my mom’s whip, with blades, and turned the energy conduits on!
I realized the only thing I could really do right now was protect. So I leaped over to ZVX, slashing out with my mom’s whip! He got a brief look at my face, and his face filled with fear…
((WARNING: SLIGHT GORE))
I slapped my forehead. “Roberta, that’s not the kind of thing you TELL them!” I cried. Then, a burly bunny drew his blaster and began running towards me. Instinctively, I drew my lightsaber and held it in front of me with one hand. Just as the bunny was about to collide with me, I pushed hard off the ground, flipped so that my hand faced downwards, and pierced the confused bunny right down the skull. He hit the ground, motionless. All heck broke loose. While Roberta’s soccer ball whizzed past my head and blaster shots were fired around the clearing, two more bunnies made running leaps for me, anger on their faces as they looked upon their fallen comrade. I did a double kick-flip twist that knocked them both on the sides of the head, then spun around and tied their ears together as they howled in pain.
“Karate lessons”, I said, wiping my hands off on my jeans. “I knew they’d come in handy someday.”
ZVX and the leader were dueling furiously, while most of the other children had taken their own bunnies. Zavier grabbed the long ears of one bunny and swung them around and around, releasing the bunny so it hit a tree. The blaster of this particular bunny hit the ground and exploded with a loud volley of bangs. I saw Crystl leap out of the way as the blaster exploded loudly.
((Well, I’ve come to a desicion. As it seems no one is using Lark (it’s her soccer ball, BTW), Roberta is now my child. Lark has been thrown into oblivion (sorry, Lark) and Leafy never really had a kid. She just served as a second mom to Roberta.))
“Roberta, that’s not the kind of thing you TELL them!” Zena said to me, and started fighting again. I ran over to a bush and took out a sword and a small hand pistol, the hid the ball under some shrubbery. I stood ready as a bunny ran at me, and I slashed at him with my sword while shooting at him as I kicked him in the shins. He howled in pain and fell to the ground.
((That’s all I have.))
((Oh goody! We’re back on track! No, seriously people, fighting bunnies is more on track than fighting random weird hawk people, even if we’re not actually fighting them……
I’d write something, but I have to go eat dinner. Sorry. Maybe later.))
((BA, serious BA))
“Die,” I growled and rammed my lightsaber into the bunny’s chest. He looked in horror at the shining blade protruding from his chest, and slumped to the ground, dead.
I drew out my lightsaber. “Stop. Or, do you want to go the same way as him?”
((can I join? I read the last two summaries and basically get what’s going on, I think. I’ll pick it up as I go along.
character:
Vaxidd Dorone
Age: 18
profession: college student
backstory: his parents fought in the original resistance against the bunnies before they were killed driving away the bunnies in the first bunny apocalypse. He was taken in to a foster home, where his hatred of the bunnies that had killed his parents grew stronger. He always wished for an opportunity to kill the bunnies, then one day he got it.
education: college educated
abilities/ weapons: telekinesis (moving things with his mind) pyrokinesis (controlling/conjuring fire)
and a sword
((can I have those? someone has jedi powers so can I have those? Anyway,))
I conjure a fireball, roasting a nearby bunny while my sword stabs another. I lift up a bunny using telekinesis and smack it into another bunny, killing them both. Then I set a bunny on fire, causing it to run in terror into two more bunnies, they all burn to death. “Is there anyone else!?”
((291- hello! Sure you can join, since you have read your briefing (by that I mean the summaries) and you have some clue of what’s going on.))
We were completely surrounded. One of them threw a blue grenade. I dived out of the way even though there was no escape. The thing exploded, but I didn’t feel anything- obviously a fake. But since ZVX appeared to be playing dead, I decided that I would imitate him. The bunnies started talking.
“Good job, moron.†One of the bunnies elbowed another. “You shot this one. I’m sure that one had information…unless….â€
It brushed the hair out of my face, and yelped. “Shoot him, kill him!â€
The lead bunny looked up. “Don’t, under pain of death.â€
The first glared at him. “Can’t you see who this is? This one was eviler than any I have ever known before. It assassinated Great Xeer’s sibling, the one who could have risen to the throne. And, it plotted in its underground caverns to destroy the race of black bunnies, the elite.â€
“Grasham! Still, Great Xeer will want to ensure its pain. And that one…and that one….†said the leader, pointing to Baylee and Groundhog. “We’ve run into the Resistance, boys!â€
The bunnies snarled and drew their weapons. “Die, bipeds.â€
I jumped up, pulling out my lightsaber. I attacked with all the force I could muster, determined to hack them all to oblivion after all that they had done. ZVX was up and about, fighting three at once. Roberta threw her soccer ball, which unfortunately was caught by a bunny with a net. I say unfortunate because she blurted out, “You give that back! My mum gave it to me! She was part of the Resistance!â€
OUCH
Anyway, it appeared that the bunnies had realized this fact anyway, judging by the way they were looking at Groundhog, Baylee, and ZVX. This meant that we had to kill them all- otherwise one of them would tell this Xeer guy where we were. Suddenly I felt a paw pull me up by the scruff of my neck. I hadn’t noticed that I had fought my way to the edge of the group, away from most of the others. The bunny turned me around to face him. His eyes widened.
“You…you’re from that orphanage. The one who made so much trouble for my brothers, for me. Padme…” I felt myself go pale; my head was spinning.
“Tarnug…” I whispered.
((Whoops! Sorry- that should be, “It brushed the hair out of his face.))
I flipped and pulled myself up onto a tree branch. Crystl needed no urging; she followed me up. We watched the battle from above, until Crystl gave a small moan and toppled slowly off. I grabbed her arm, pulling her up, and heard a evil voice from behind me.
“I have some..unfinished issues to settle with you, biped.”
291- hey Vaxi. Sure, go ahead and join, but please, this is not a kill-all, this is a writing thread. No offense, I was pretty violent when I started on BA pt 1.
Heck, we lost the storyline. We can’t have the entire gang being recognized by the bunnies.
Baylee whipped around. Ok, well, nobody knew what a Blitz was. “Padme, left, bring up the rear! Roberta, right, middle! Philomena, Zena, in the back, blasters, through the middle…” She shouted orders, and soon, everyone had formed a de-formed V. “Stay in formation, ranged combat, in back, melee, front. Run over. Fight!” she yelled. She stood in the back, her eye trained on the surprise attacks. A bunny at the left, draw, nock, shoot. Oncoming above. Fistful, nock, shoot. She was mainly defense, and soon, only one bunny was standing…
((Hey guys, just a heads-up, I’m gonna try to join in soon. I even know how I’m gonna join, I’m just waiting for the right moment.))
((remember, please play my characters while i get un-confused! thanks
))
((296- I’m being held up by a blasted bunny. I’m about to vanquish him, so if you’ll hold on a sec.))
We stared at each other for a few seconds. Tarnug was obviously as shocked as I was- I mean, how often do you expect someone from you past to show up suddenly?
‘In this world, rather often.’ remarked my brain.
‘Oh be quiet’ I snapped.
I brought myself back into focus just as Tarnug was bringing out his blaster, his eyes malicious. I Force pushed him out of the way, straight into a large tree trunk. That had him out for the count. I rapped him between the eyes with the handle of my saber for good measure. I ran back to the others. Baylee was organizing an attack plan. I joined in with enthusiasm. Soon all of the bunnies were down, either dead or unconscious. We all held our positions for a full minute before letting down our guard. ZVX let out a sigh.
“Good job fighting everyone- not bad for your first major battle. And thanks for organizing things a bit, Baylee.”
“No prob.” responded Baylee with a smile. There was a yell from behind me.
“Hey guys! There’s an unconscious bunny over here!” yelled Connor.
We all hurried over to the bunny who was, of course, Tarnug.
“Uh, everyone, this is Tarnug,” said I. I got plenty of really odd looks from that one.
“How do you know that bunny?” asked Zavier suspiciously.
“He was one of the head bunnies at the orphanage. We’ve met.”
“Ah.”
“Well, we might as well kill him- no use having a witness lying around,” said ZVX.
“Hang on!” I said, “We’re trying to get to the Dungeon of Horror, right? We know it’s in Mt Saint Helens, but we don’t really know how to navigate around there without being seen. Tarnug has definitely been there before, since he’s brought me there. He could tell us how to get around without detection.”
“Interesting idea,” mused Groundhog. “We’d need some sort of way to either convince him to tell us, or some way to force him. I wonder if anyone has any thiopental…”
“English Groundhog,” Baylee rolled her eyes.
“Thiopental is truth serum. Also known by the name of Sodium Pental for any of you who’ve read Artemis Fowl.”
((I believe that’s sodium penthaol. But whatever. Oh, yes, and Jenny is now asleep on my back.))
I looked at the bunny curiously. If there was anything that we could get out of this thing, I was certainly going to help get it. Especially considering that this one had once tortured Padme.
((Will continue later. I hope.))
((It’s sodium pentathol.))
“Your mother-you do look rather alike-dealt me a wound 12 years ago…”
I sprung off the branch, not caring.
((297-All right! Please join, TGYPWYA! I’ve been missing you!
No, really. I have. We seem to have been abandoned by more than half of the original Resisters, I don’t know if many of them are even alive anymore (either in the story or on the blog), and ZVX is the only boy we have. We could definitely use you.
Arggh…… Stupid darn caking writer’s block……. ))
((I know it says sodium pentathol in the book, but according to the Encyclopedia, its called penthal.))
I looked suspiciously at the black bunny standing beside Padme. “I don’t trust him”, I said immediately. “He might be of stronger mind than we think”. The bunny, Tarnug, glared indignantly up at me, but I only stared around.
“Hello? Pentenal?” said Groundhog, holding up a small clear bottle full of a swirling substance. I sighed. She was probably right.
“What’s that stuff gonna do?” asked the bunny warily.
“Oh, you wo’t know until it’s over”, said Padme reassuringly.
To no surprise, the bunny did not look by any means reassured.
303-((Same here. My brother also keeps bugging me.))
((Short, I know, but it gets us somewhere fast.))
“Yeah right. One move, and I’ll stab you. End of story.” I shoved the bunny roughly. “It won’t do anything to you.”
Tarnug smiled. “You expect me to believe that? You know what? I don’t expect anything but cruelty from you and you and you.” He pointed at me, Groundhog, and Baylee. “Or this one!” He indicated Padme. “That one’s mother killed a magnitude of our kind. You’ll pay in blood.”
He smiled that insane smile again. “You can kill me, if you want.” and he grabbed Padme by the throat.
The three of us pounced on him.
((Ookay, since you guys have ignored me, I’ll just jump in.))
Rachel woke up to the gentle vibrations of Connor’s footsteps. He was busy fighting while carrying two sleeping toddlers. Rachel hopped off, waking Sophia, and began to fight viciously. Sophia also fought her hardest. Then, everything went silent. A black bunny had appeared. They talked, then it grabbed Padme by the throat. “NO!” Rachel and Sophia cried out. Rachel was about to pull out a blaster as ZVX, Groundhog, and Baylee tackled him. “Don’t,” Sophia said quietly. “Don’t shoot. You could hit one of them.”
((More later.))
“HEY!” yelled adme as the bunny leapt at her throat. ZVX, Groundhog and Baylee pounced on him, pulling him back.
“Leave her alone!” i said angrily, and spread my arms wide in front of Padme.
“Stupid deformity” hissed ZVX angrily. “You’re not worth anything to us.”
“Not true”, pointed out Zavier. “Even now, our parents might be dying.”
Rachel’s eyes widened. “But…but…”
I smacked Zavier hard on the back of the head. “OW!” he exclaimed.
“Quit that”, i said angrily.
((Hm, this is getting rather hard to keep up with. I mean, I DO like pointless violence sometimes, but it gets too confusing. The old one was better, in my opinion, because the subplots were plenty and more defined, without a whole truckload of beepin’ organizing. No, I will not back out. People who back out kinda piss me off, as they’re quitters. And then people start whining, telling them to not leave or to come back, and I do admit to this, but it gets annoying. So, I will not add more to the list to the things about myself that piss me off by leaving, I will stay. But stop with these confusing battles, where everything’s all mumbo-jumbo all over the place! I’d like to get to the base, and start training. But that doesn’t mean we have to get there RIGHT AWAY… ^-^))
“Zena,” I said. “Zavier actually just provided us with the answer. Don’t hit him.”
Tarnug struggled, landing a kick in midair.
“Inject,” said Groundhog, and zapped Tarnug with a syringe gun. His eyes rolled for a second, then were replaced by an expressionless face.
“Mixed correctly?” I asked Groundhog. “We don’t want it wearing off…”
Baylee held up the syringe gun and wet her finger with an amount to liquid on the barrel. She stared at it. “It’s alright. This bunny won’t tell another lie in his life.”
“How?” asked Zavier. “It’s not magic, so it must kill the part…”
“Exactly,” said Groundhog proudly. “I devised it myself. It immobilizes the part of the brain necessary for lying. It’s extremely dangerous, as the liquid has to be heated to 110 degrees Farenheit, and it explodes at 112 degrees.”
“It’s an assassination technique,” said Padme. “Mom and I were talking about it a couple of weeks ago. Do you think she knew this was going to happen, and was preparing me for it?”
I considered the possibilities. “Maybe.” was all I could come up with.
“Talk,” Baylee jabbed the bunny in the chest. “About the dungeon of horror.”
Tarnug thrashed and grimaced, and then started speaking. “It lies beneath Mt. Saint Helens. It is a terrible place, built only to torture Resistance members when they were caught. Xeer knows the entrance, so I suggest you go to him. He won’t willingly reveal it, but I can.
“The entrance is at the crater. No doubt you will attack from a speeder shuttle, stolen from my kin. I do not believe you brave enough to enter, at least not you three adults. You might have, when you were younger, but it is time for a new Resistance to rise from the ashes of your evil and kill our kind anew. You do not understand; your children will begin to slay, capture, and attack the same way you did. My family will be heartlessly slain by your flashing bombs and lightsabers. My heart goes out to them, since I am unable to protect them.”
The words left us dumbstruck. They were true, in a sense. We had bombed and killed and captured, and ongoing war. But we had never slain a bunny unless we were threatened. But what if they had only been trying to protect their families, with no evil intent?
“The entrance is on the side of the crater. Now leave me to die in peace.” Tarnug said.
“You–no, you’re coming with us.”
I let out a breath.
“What does he mean, ‘we will rise from the ashes?” asked Sophia.
“It can’t be true” muttered Groundhog.
“But…” I saikd quietly. “It is.”
It was at that moment that I realized how much weight was falling onto my shoulders, and those of the others standing around me.
“They don’t have to fight…”said ZVX, hand running through his hair. “We could hide them somewhere, make sure nothing happens to them.”
“No” said Baylee. “We need them to fight, ZVX ,an you know it.”
“But what if they…?” ZVX asked, not finishing his sentance but inplying something terrible. “I could never forgive myself. Aggie and Nilly and Zinc and Leafy would be so angry.”
“We don’t have a choice”, I said, leaning against a tree. “You heard the bunny. We have to.”
“We also have to get moving”, said Groundghog, looking up at the sky as if she expected something to come crashing down. “Yuki, let’s get a move on.”
“Righty-o, miss!” said Yuki. He put his clawed fingers to his lips and whisted a high-pitched screech. Instantly, two other bird-creatures dlew down from above.
“Sanso, Damon” said Yuki. “We are to be getting to the sacred cave, yes?”
The two bird-men nodded, faces dark. They pointed north. “Hoomanses to be following us”, said the one named Damon.
“Lookses to the sky”, said Yuki, and with that, the three took off, upward and nearly balck formess shapes against the swirling black clouds.
“Come on”, said ZVX. “Let’s go get us some bunny ships.”
((Oooh- I like the part about me getting grabbed by the throat! Very fun. Anyhoo…))
We followed the three Malarky (I’m just going to call the hawk things that, okay?), Tarnug’s words were echoing through my head.
‘You do not understand; your children will begin to slay, capture, and attack the same way you did. My family will be heartlessly slain by your flashing bombs and lightsabers. My heart goes out to them, since I am unable to protect them.’
But what about the orphanage, huh? What about all of the other places where the bunnies had tortured us, killed us? How can they say they were just protecting their families? Or did they see us as we see them?
‘That still doesn’t justify killing Elissa, though.’ reminded my brain.
Elissa…
No, don’t think about your best friend. Don’t think about the fact that the bunnies murdered her before your eyes in the Dungeon of Horror. Don’t think about that.
Too late.
I was puzzled by the bunny’s words. Why would we, the original resistance members, be too scared to go into the crater? I thought. Because we’ve already seen what the bunnies can do, and we won’t want to risk our kids and the kids of our friends. my brain answered. The bunny was right, in a twisted, awful way. We couldn’t attempt to protect the kids by hiding them, we needed all of them to break into the Dungeon of Horror and effect the rescue. We’d just have to make sure that everyone was as prepared as possible before we tried to break into there.
I was determined to prove that bunny wrong. We would not commit suicide by not allowing everyone to fight. Everyone would be able to contribute to this mission.
((313- brilliant post!))
“All right. The kids will have to stay back on this one–but they’ll be the ones doing a major part of plan.
Here it is, guys. Me, Cerre and Baylee will go separate ways into the outpost. Groundhog–if we get killed, you’re in charge of the Resistance until the kids are old enough to do it themselves. The kids and you will try to create pandemonium by blowing up various areas with these–”
I lifted the two automatic sniper’s blasters from my back and handed them to Padme and Zena. “And your handguns. Okay? The three of us will take care of the guards, get into a ship, and then we’ll pick you up ASAP. Everyone agree?”
“It’ll work.”
The entire group was having serious thoughts–I couldn’t blame them. For the kids, yesterday they had been being normal kids, today they were attacking the largest army in history on the word of a few people who lived in a tree, using weapons that supposedly did some damage.
“I see a problem,” said Philomena. “What if all three of you die? We don’t know how many guards their are. What’s plan B?”
“Run like hell,” said Cerre.
I felt the gun in my hands. It was like a cold lead weight in my hands. I shot Zavier a glance. He was looking at me with some sort of blank fear in his eyes. I gulped. Run like hell. I could do that. Blow stuff up. No big deal, right? I was shaking inside, though.
It was almost immediately that we arrived at the outskirts of the forest. The three malarky cirled slowly back down to us, landing gracefully in front of us. “There is mountain, yes, there is mountain”, said Yuki.
It was black, and enormously huge. I was surprised that I hadn’t seen it before when I was high in the trees. Around it and behind were a thick range of more cliffs as far as the eye could see. In fact, there wasn’t any land around us that didn’t have some sort of elevationally challenged rocks. In the center of the cliff, high above us, was a large black hole of an entrance. It was too far to climb without taking the risk of falling.
“Great. Now what?” asked Padme.
“I guess the bird-guys are gonna have to carry us up there”, said Zavier.
“Happy to we would be, yes, happy!” said Yuki brightly.
“Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do”, said ZVX. “Me, Cerre, and Baylee will get carried up there by the birds. Then, they’ll come back down and deposit each of you at different stations around the mountain. Zena, Padme, you’ll have to find the other entrances and cause some sort of explosions. The rest will track down the interbnal power source that the bunnies must be using to power their clifftop hideout. Then, you can join Padme and Zena in attacking the bunnies. We’ll work our way out, and meet you on that little strait over there in hopefully about two hours. If we’re not there by then, Groundhog, use your com.card and try to communicate with us, okay?”
Everybody nodded.
“Stay safe, you guys”, I whispered.
“This is gonna get rough”, muttered Groundhog.
((I’m gonna lose that soccer ball one time or another. It’s too convienent.))
I walked lightly through the last part of the forest, glancing this way and that in a fit of paranoia. I dug my nails into my ball, ready to pull out a weapon. We eventually reached the edge. The three adults went off, as did Zena and Padme. I pulled a loose wisp of my hair out of my face and gritted my teeth. There was no going back now.
I pulled out my lightsaber. “Right.” I said. “I’ll pull out of this slightly earlier so that I can get to the rendezvous point first and make sure that it’s safe before everyone else gets there.” One of the Malarky grabbed me and Jenny by the straps of the backpack on my back that she was sleeping in, setting us onto one of the cliffs that surrounded the mountain. I could see others being dropped off onto other cliffs. I turned on my lightsaber and assessed my surroundings. I could see a mechanical something built into the side of the next cliff over. Hope this works… I thought, as I used the Force to pick up a large rock and hurl it into the mechanical something. A satisfying BOOM resonated around the area as the thing exploded. I couldn’t see anything else around me, so I jumped onto the next cliff to see if I could get a better view from there.
Yuki picked up me in one claw and Padme in the other, then flew us high up to the entrance with ZVX, Cerre and Baylee.
“Good luck, guys”, I said to them as we parted ways.
“You too”, said ZVX.
“Stay safe”, said Baylee.
“Ditto”, replied Padme. With that, we parted ways.
“What do we do now?” I whispered to Padme.
“Let’s both go the same way”, said Padme. “If we split up, we’re probably going to get lost or killed.”
“Yeah. Definetly not splitting up”, I agreed.
I landed with a thud on the cliff. Baylee and Cerre both made graceful landings without a noise between them.
“Typical.” They grinned at each other, looking at me laying in an ungainly jumble of cloak and torn black clothing. “He’s perfectly fine until you ask him to land on the ground upright. C’mon, bad lander.”
I sat up, peering around. “Yuki and Damon did a good job. We’re here.”
Me and Baylee drew our lightsabers while Cerre tested the edge of her scimitar. Cerre had never forced the Force to bend to her will at an early age, so she couldn’t use it, but she did just fine with the scimitar.
“Mmm…There’s the outpost. Sprint for the trees, guys,” said Baylee, and sprint we did. If the bunnies attacked us from this position, we’d be history. Being in the Resistance didn’t help against sheer numbers; we’d be cut down by ten or so bunnies here. No questions asked, at least until I was lying in the Dungeon of Horror being slashed with red-hot knives for information. The bunnies were very clever in that area.
We reached cover in short time, diving into the protection of a snowberry bush.
“There it goes,” I panted. “The sniping’s started.” We turned to see an miniature nuclear cloud rising as a corridor violently exploded.
The rasp of Cerre’s two throwing knives being drawn brought us back to reality.
“Charge!”
I got lifted up to a high cliff. Then I looked around. There was a silver door hidden behind a boulder, and I darted in. I immediately ducked into a hallway. There were bunnies everywhere, all with the words “Sateillite Division” printed on their jackets ((?)). They loooked apprehensive, as if waiting for something big to happen. I looked into the doorwa of the main room, and stifled a gasp. There screens of the smoldering remains of our houses, there were screens of… everything! The bunnies could see what was happening everywhere and every time.
((Where am I? Why is everyone jumping off cliffs? Sorry, it’s really kind of hard to believe how fast these things go in two days…….
Hey, TGYPWYA, are you joining us? Because I think that whatever you thought was going to happen…….well, didn’t. So just jumping in would be fine.))
Baylee laughed. “Blasters, really? You gave them the old machine guns you were tinkering with for about a year. What did you do to them?”
“Nothing much. Just gave them self-destruct buttons, explosive projectiles, and semi, full, and burst shooting settings. All they have to do is pull the trigger.” I laughed too, as we ran towards the bunny fortress. “The bunnies are in for a nasty surprise. Look.”
It was true, they were in for a surprise. Holes had already been blown in the walls, and the barrage of oncoming missiles didn’t seem ready to stop. Helibunnies were zooming about in confusion.
Total chaos.
Awesome.
And then the king of the hot pink bunny’s rides in on a huge missile guns blazing!!!!!!
((324 – I’m sorry, but there’s a plot going on here right now. Please direct yourself to the Random or Neophytes thread until you know what BA is. Not to be condescending.
Thanks!))
A mysterious stranger runs in and pulls out a nutreino 3000 blaster all the while yelling follow me! They run toads the exix and on to the snow speede parked outside
((315- Thanks for the complement!))
((I’m paraphrasing everything, going by the assumption that we are all shooting to make a diversion so that ZVX, Cerre, and Baylee can steal the ships. Please correct me if I am wrong.))
“Okay guys, here’s the plan: Baylee, Cerre and I will be transported to the top of the mountain by the malarky to get ships. The rest of you will take positions around the mountain or on it. Wreak as much havoc as possible using these.” ZVX handed out some blasters.
“Zena and Padme, you guys get these,” ZVX handed us two machine guns. “You’ll be transported up on the mountain by Yuki, to wreak more havoc and mayhem higher up. Now, once we get the ships, we will collect everyone. Groundhog, you have a com card, so you’ll be able to tell us where all the kids are.”
Yuki flew me and Zena up, putting us down near ZVX, Cerre, and Baylee. We spit up from the three adults, going down a path in the opposite direction.
((326 – Again.))
((327 – Can you help write me back in, please? I’m less confused now. I think.))
Meanwhile the three adults where walking to there destination when a masked figure jumped off a cliff and into a ravine. Then from the ravine came the figure bloody and bruised and began crawling to them.
((326, 329- Hello! Um, I hate to break it to you, but it seems that you have not idea what is going on here. If you’d like to join, please try to find out more about the plot, rather than just jumping in and confusing things. Thanks!))
((328- Sure!))
Zena and I continued on our way, walking cautiously. I had a general idea of what we were supposed to be doing, but things were a bit confusing. I heard shots all around- presumably the others taking pot shots at bunnies. I looked down at the ground below. Barely discernable were the outlines of Rachel, Sophia, and Connor, all of whom were grouped together, shooting at bunnies. I waved down to them, doubting that they could see me. I heard a small noise behind me. Before I could react, a large paw grabbed me, pulling me into the crushing grip of an HPB.
“HELP!” I yelled down to Connor and Co.
((Someone, rewrite me? Please?))
329-((What is your characters name? In BA, we’re not just randomly posting.))
I flipped after Padme, still wondering what had happened to the adults. They could die! Why did I have to be so MATURE, anyway?!
CRYSTL:
I pulled out my makeup kit from my white bodysuit/leotard, turning my eyes bright green and my hair a fiery orange-red. And adding freckles. I dashed after ‘Mena, asking with an Irish accent “Sow, how do I look? World, meet Tiernah!”
‘Mena proceeded to grab me by the arm, speeding up until I quietly yelled “Heyheyheyheyhey!”
((325- condescending. What a lovely word! (I’m kind of No.1ish in that regard)))
((330-I think that post 329 might be the mole’s way of saying that en’s trying to join the story. But that’s just my guess. Mole, if you would like to join please tell us.
Would someone please tell me what’s going on? I seem to have completely lost the plot.))
((333- Sorry, but I’m terrible at summaries.))
We were walking along when Padme leaned over the side of the path to peer at the others battling. Suddenly, a bunny came up from behind and grabbed her by the scuff of the neck, and I felt one doing the same to me. I screamed as I was lifted off of the ground.
“HELP!” screamed Padme to the people down below. They couldn’t even hear us over the explosions and bangs. Then, my mind triggered an idea. My eyes flickered to a sturdy looking tree branch that hung precariously from a hountain pine growing on the cliff’s edge above us. Without thinking, I pulled the grenade trigger on my gun. Instantly, the ground beneath us blew up, and rocks began sliding rapidly.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING???” screamed Padme. Both bunnies dropped us as their paws began to slip under the rockslide of grey stone. I reached up and grabbed the branch, then felt wildly for Padme’s hand. I caught it. Just as the cliff face beneath us fell away, I summoned all of my stength and swung her and myself onto the next ledge.
“That”, I answered, rubbing my shaking hands off on my jeans.
“Well, I’ve never heard of a closer call”, she panted.
“Believe me, I bet there’s going to be a lot closer than that”, I replied, clutching my gun in my still-trembling fingers. We continued cautiously along the mountainside, careful not to slip from the slowly thinning amount of ledge left to our feet. I hoped that Sophia, Connor and the others were all right.
((Zinc, bad girl! Now where am I?! Ah, well. I’ll try to incorporate myself.))
Sitting there in the cell, freezing cold in the bottom of the base, was what I thought I would be destined to do until I died. My name was Liss, and I was one of the earliest members of the Resistance. I was taken in the run out in the ruins of Las Vegas, and I was stored in a prison. When the William Era died, I was left there, forgotten. But when Xeer took over, they found me again, starving to death. They recognized me from some old files, and transported me here, on the mountain, to a tighter cell. I’ve been here ever since, getting moldy scraps of bread. I didn’t know why they haven’t killed me or bunnified me yet, maybe they thought they could pump me for locations of everyone else, but I didn’t know where everyone was after those horrifying years of torture.
Suddenly, the floor beneath me fell away, and I grabbed at the door, the only thing I could find that wasn’t crumbling. The rest of the cell fell down the sheer face of the cliff, shattering to pieces on the ground. When the avalanche stopped, I dropped myself down onto a ledge below me, and savored the moment.
I was free.
((Alright, here we go! Backstory- I would randomly abandon the Resistance back in the old BA when I uncovered information beneficial to my life’s work, the super-fast, super-powerful, super-dangerous attack cruiser Aurora. When society restarted, I joined the Air Force, and I’ve been a pilot until recently. I “felt” the bunnies return, and I immediately headed back to the old Marianas Trench Base and went to work building the Aurora. Now it’s done, and I’m going to attack the highest concentration of bunnies I’m picking up on my scanner- where you guys are.))
Hmm, what’s that? I wondered, as I saw what looked like a battle going on below. Those were humans- and bunnies. But that wasn’t the Resistance… was it? I pulled the Aurora out of its path and headed flew in for a better look, weapons primed.
((I’ll try to send some sketches of Aurora in so you guys know what it looks like.))
We sprinted towards a small landing dock where we had guessed the ships were. “Over hear.” Baylee motioned to ZVX. They hid behind one of the boulders that was near the doors to the dock. It opened, and a few bunnies wearing small grey suits cam out, with large, shiny blaster-like weapons. They waited for the right moment to slip through the doors, and entered a large room, where the huge ships were.
((334- That was a guise to get Connor and Co. back in the story! Ah, well, it was kinda fun to be almost blown up.
Now, a summary…
Read posts 231 and 264- the last two summaries
From post 264, we start to go find some bunny ships to steal, until I realize that Philomena and Crystl (AvalonGirl and Serafina) are gone. We find them knocked out by some sort of gas bomb. There is a skirmish with the black bunnies when we rescue them. One bunny, named Tarnug, is used to get info on how to get around the Dungeon of Horror since we have no clue. He stays with us (he is also a bunny that brought Padme to the Dungeon of Horror while she was in the orphanage). We go with the Malarky- the official name for the hawklike creatures- to the mountain where the bunny ships are located. ZVX gives out ammo, his plan being that we shoot bunnies to create a diversion while he, Baylee, and Cerre go and steal a ship.
At this point, TGYPWYA comes back with a ship of his own(for info of how, please read post 336 for the backstory).
That’s all.))
“Thanks Zena- though I probably would rather have liked to not be practically blown to bits. Ah, well, shall we go on?” We turned to keep going, until a scream made us keep on turning. We looked over the ledge. The debris from Zena’s rescue was heading straight for Connor and Co.! (Kokonilly, please respond as promptly as possible.))
OH FISH PASTE!” I cried in both anger and fear. “What are we going to do, we’ve got to save them!” I ran to the edge of the outcropping, ready to jump off, but Padme grabbed me by the arm.
“Zena, what are you doing?” she cried. “We’re more than thirty stories off the ground! You can’t jump off like that, it’s suicide!”
Connor, Rachel and Sophia were screaming. Connor grabbed each little girl’s hand and began to drag them away, but the rockslide was moving faster. We frantically searched for a way to reach them.
((KOKONILLY!!! Are you there? If so, please post so that you can save yourselves otherwise I will Force the avalanche out of your path (or you can post that I started Forcing the rocks out of your path). In any case, HURRY PLEASE!!!))
((Well, Roberta, Crystl, and ‘Mena all went after Zena and Padme, right? I’m just going with that…))
335-((ARE YOU THE SQUISHED?! It was a joke of Zinc’s.))
I grabbed Zena’s arm, my eyes wide. “We have to find a way to get down there! If only I could get down there, but even gymnasts can’t do that!”
Then Tiernah (Crystl) tapped my arm. “Look UP,” she hissed urgently. I heard a high humming, and looked up-“Guys! A ship!”
We got into our battle stances, ready to take on whoever was in that ship…
((341- Great to transitiion in TGYPWYA!!))
((Organization, guys!))
We arrived at the door. Yes, the big, formidable door of a bunny fortress, and the occupants were clueless that public enemies numbers one, two, and four (Cerre–the bunnies were relatively unaware of her actions) were standing outside, plotting entrance.
“Perfect,” I remarked. “Let’s blow it up. Stand back, guys.”
We retreated to a safe distance and reached inside my small pack.
“Wicked,” said Cerre.
Inside was a pack of normal pop grenades, outfitted on a cap gun.
“You use a lot of common devices these days, ZVX.” Said Baylee. “It looks effective–the grenades, but a cap gun? Seriously, that’s a kids’ toy.”
“Nope.” I said. “Watch this.” I aimed the incredibly heavy cap gun at the door, not bothering to sight as the door was the size of fifteen bull rhinos.
I pulled the trigger, and the odd-looking black pin on the grip burst out, but made no sound.
“Interesting. What did it do?” Baylee said.
Cerre groaned. “Don’t get him talking about his pet inventions…”
“Sonic waves at exceedingly high pitch, bunny ears are sensitive. Extremely sensitive….to high pitched sounds. Lean back and enjoy stage two of firing.”
The cap gun jumped in my hands, emptying six grenades into the door, blowing it to pieces.
((343- Cool.))
((341- Philomena and Crystl are not with Padme and Zena- they’re lower down on the mountain with Groundhog, Connor & Co., etc.))
The avalanche was falling steadily toward Connor, Rachel, and Sophia. There was no way they could get out of the way in time. I closed my eyes, hoping that I would be able to slow down the rock fall. I pushed out the Force with all my might. Vaguely, I heard high pitched shrieks of agony, and a slight humming sound.
((341- I suppose I am.
))
I looked down on a lower ledge. There was Groundhog! I excitedly swung myself down to greet her after all these long years in prison.
((Remember, I knew Groundhog before. That means I’m an adult.))
((345- You’re too sarcastic for your own good.))
I was fighting furiously near the edge of a precipice when the ball got knocked out of my hands and it fell down the cliff face and was hidden in rubble. I growled, and kicked and shot and slapped at any scrap of pink near me. A bunny was about to kill me when someone swept me out of the way and starting fighting herself. “Who are you?!” I yelled at her. “The name’s Liss,” she shouted.
((343- Oh, and what did you mean when you said, “Organization guys!”?))
((Summary? Please? Or can someone just tell me where I am?))
Suddenly, I saw Padme close her eyes. She reached her hands outward and suddenly, the rocks began to cease their falling. I gaped.
“Wow!” I cried. “How are you doing that?”
“With…a…lot…of difficulty”, she grunted. “These…are some…darn heavy rocks.”
I looked down and was pleased to see that Connor and co. had run out of the way as fast as possible once they saw that theye were not going to be crushed. I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a group of bunnies approaching from the right. “Wait”, I said as Padme was about to drop the rocks.
“i can’t hold..them…much…longer…” she gasped, beads of sweat trickling slowly down her face.
“Hold it…hold it…DROP!” I cried. The rocks tumbled to the ground and crushed the approaching bunnies. I looked left, further towards the woods. Connor and the others had disappeared to safety.
((*revises post*))
“Who are you?!” I gasped to the newcomer…
Inside of the large cave/room was around 5 ships. “Which ones?” Baylee asked, looking around. Each ship had been painted with an invisibility shield, which was hot pink when visible. “Do we really want to fly around in hot pink ships?” Cerre said. Baylee leaped up onto a ledge where she had seen a lever. A green lever. She followed some ropes with her eyes and saw a huge trapdoor in the ceiling. She got a mischievous twinkle in her eye and pulled it. Green paint splattered all the ships, blotches of hot pink here and there. “Looks like the bunnies sometimes try to go undercover.” She said with a grin on her face. “So, are we each going to drive one, or are we just taking one ship?”
I spotted a clearing in the nearby woods and brought the Aurora in for a clean landing. I punched in a code that kept all systems on-line but locked them down. Only one person knew the password, and therefore that person didn’t need to worry about bunnies hijacking the ship. That same person grabbed his custom sidearm blaster and ran down the ramp to give those humans a hand and to give those bunnies a beating.
After years without any real action, I was returning to battle.
“I’m Liss,” I shouted over the roar of the fight. “I was in the Resistance before I was captured! I’m on your side!” I looked the girl in the eyes. “You can trust me.”
((347- that we needed a post to bring us back to the story.))
“All of us in the same one. Oh, get in there, FAST!”
A host of bunnies were racing towards the ship, as lasers flashed through the air at us, as war cries and the hums of firing lasers filled the air.
“Ooh. This’s gonna hurt.” Said Baylee, and sprang into the ship. “You drive,” she pointed at me. “You’re the only one with such a lack of conscience that you make people throw up and it doesn’t bother you.”
“Thanks,” I muttered. “You can–”
“GUN IT!” Bellowed Cerre and Baylee. “They’re here.”
“Sweet,” I said, and suddenly noticed someone firing into the bunny ranks. It couldn’t be…
“TGYPWYA!”
Baylee popped her head up. “It’s not..”
“It is…”
“Can’t be…”
“Could,”
“It is. For sure. Look at that stance–TGYPWYA written all over it.”
“Yup.”
“We’d better make our way up to that ledge”, I said, pointing to one a few yards above us. It was too big to be natural, and looked suspiciously like a heliport.
“Come on”, said Padme, and she began to scale the cliff. I foloowed reluctantly. Rock climbing had never been a great skill of mine. Somewhere in the distance, I could swear that I heard a ship toch down, but I reminded myself not to look down, or I might fall. Just keep looking up. Keep looking up…
((354-Ah. I see. Oh and about the contents of the aforementioned post (354): *Cracks up*))
I Force lifted the rocks- man were they heavy. Fortunately, the Yoda inside me kept up an ongoing chant of support and such. Even so…
“Wow! How are you doing that?†asked Zena.
“With…a…lot…of difficulty. These…are some…darn heavy rocks. I can’t hold..them…much…longer…â€
Zena yellled, “Drop!”. I dropped the rocks immediately, falling to the ground as my knees gave out.
“YES! We hit some bunnies!” cheered Zena. I just chugged from my water bottle.
“We’d better make our way up to that ledge†said Zena, after I’d recovered. “It looks suspiciously like a heliport.”
“Okay! Come on!” I started scaling the cliff with easy- rock climbing had always been my favorite hiking activity.
((*Wince*- that should be, “I started scaling the cliff with ease ))
((Does giving your character Force powers make her a Mary Sue? Just curious.))
((358- That’s our ever sarcastic and fun loving GAPA, Robert Coontz. *sigh*))
I fought madly, and somehow I was surged to the edge of the battle.
((That’s all I can really think of. Sorrel.
))
((358 – Not in my case anyway. My extremely weak powers of concentration kind of put a damper on it. And also, Mary-Sue or Gary-Stu-ness implies that the character has no flaws. And I think that all of our characters have some sort of flaws.))
I looked at the person approaching me. It was Liss. How did en get over here? “All right.” I said. “Just give me a moment.” I began to hum the Blue Danube Waltz. Liss didn’t flinch, so I leapt over to her. “Sorry.” I said. “Just checking. How did you get over here? Did you keep one of the MBer trackers or something?”
“Nah,” I said. “See, when they caught me in Las Vegas, they stored me in a prison. And when you guys killed William, I was kinda… forgotten. I survived, somehow, and when Xeer came, they came back and found me. They identified me by some old files and transported me to a tighter prison. This one,” I said, gesturing to the bunny base. “When someone blew up the bottom half, it wiped away half of my cell. I was free.” “But why haven’t they bunnified you?” Groundhog said quizzically. “I dunno,” I said, shrugging. “Maybe they were still trying to pump me for information. But,” I said darkly, “The previous years of torture taught me how to resist, so I spouted a whole lotta phooey. They don’t know a thing.”
((360- SFTDP, but my character’s flaw is she’s a bit moody, and kinda depressed. I mean, 12 years with barely any food or water! Whaddaya expect?))
((358-I don’t think so. I think I just assumed that she would have some sort of athletic ability since the Force hightens reflexes. That doesn’t mean she won’t have vertigo!
))
I looked at Liss. “We didn’t forget you. We thought you were bunnified. When we did our little mop-up after we killed William, we debunnified anyone that we found, but none of them turned out to be you. Then we thought that they’d killed you. There’s a memorial for all of the dead Resistance members that we made afterwards–we’ll have to take your name off of it.” I took a deep breath. “I’m really sorry. If we’d had any inkling that you were still alive and not bunnified, we would have tried to rescue you. I hope you can forgive us. But if not, I would certainly understand that.” I sighed. “But if you’ve been feeding them false information for all that time, that means that all of their guesses about us will probably be wrong. Just one other thing. Most of the other original Resistance members have been kidnapped, which is why we’re here. We’re trying to steal a bunny ship so we can break into the Dungeon of Horror, which is what the bunnies call the place where they keep all of their non-bunnified victims. I guess they didn’t move you there because they didn’t want your presence to give hope to–” I broke off abruptly. Here I was, babbling away, and Liss was probably starving. I pulled a meal bar out of my pocket. “You’re probably starving.” I said. “I don’t have much in the way of gourmet food, but this will fill you up, at the very least.” I held out the meal bar.
((Character flaws, ZVX: lives entire life to fight the bunnies and topple the empire, even if it means dying for it. Horrifying reputation among bunnies; rigidly opposes bunnies to a point where can’t accept anything from them.
Character flaws, Cerre: lives with the same purpose as ZVX, to destroy the bunnies. Orphan, so learned fighting through real experience and never hesitates when faced with violence or death. Reputation is fearsome for the bunnies.))
We reached the ledge in minutes, Padme grabbing ahold of it before I. We both peered tentatively over the edge.
“Look”, whispered Padme. “Bunnies!”
“You say that as if it’s exciting”, I said weakly, trying to make a joke.
“But…what are they doing?” she asked.
As we looked on, th bunnies were standing at an entrance to what appeared to be a cliffside storage chamber. Ten or more bunnies were loading small, ten-inch vials in about a 20 piece storage unit and carrying them into the storage room. The vials all glowed pink and some sort of pink substance swirled around inside them. We watched for about ten minutes, and then the bunnies shut the helichopper’s doors and began to walk back inside.
“What should we do?” I asked.
“Well, we’ve got to follow them, don’t we?” said Padme.
The last bunny pressed a paw to the door. The large heavy metal slides began to close. Come on!” I said, grabbing Padme’s arm. We sprinted under the door just as it began to close. I slid Padme under the door, and got under barely a millisecond before the door cut off my leg. We scrambled behind a stack of crates, trying to catch our breath.
“Now what?” Padme hissed, breathing heavily.
“We wait and watch”, I whiospered. The bunnies were now conversing.
“Set ’em over here, Bob”, said one of the burlier bunnies to a scrawny one.
“What’re we goona do with them now, boss?” asked another.
“Send them to the emperor, of course”, said the biggest.
“Those pesky humans won’t know what hit them”, said a tall thin one, wheezily giggling.
“They’ll be under before they can say, ‘What?’ “, confirmed the larger one.
Padme and I looked at one another. “What is this stuff?” she muttered.
((AAAH! I’M SO SORRY! I’VE BEEN JUST SO BUSY! …anyway.))
Connor looked up to see an avalanche rumbling toward them. Rachel and Sophia followed his gaze and screamed their heads off. Connor grabbed Rachel’s and Sophia’s hands and started to drag them away, but suddenly the rocks seemed to lift themselves magically. Rachel looked up in wonder at Groundhog straining to lift the rocks. Connor, who didn’t care how the rocks were out of the way and who was very practical, grabbed the girls and ran. He ran and ran, not caring where they went – until they were nose to snout with a hot-pink bunny.
(( Please , people? Where am I? I’ve been abandoned again, and I’m getting kinda sick of it…..
TGYPWYA, totally random question. Are you blond? Don’t ask me why, but I’ve always thought of you as blond.))
“Thanks,” I said, devouring the meal bar. Groundhog continued, “I suppose they didn’t want you to give hope to the others to break out.” I nodded, swallowing. “But what I don’t understand is why the just didn’t hypnotize you to tell them everything.” I finished the bar, and said, “I don’t really know. They did poke me a few times, sometimes harder then most,” I grimaced at the memory. “But they never took out a hypnotizing machine or anytrhing like that.” “Odd,” Grounhog muttered. “Very odd.”
I had an idea. I scurried away form the battle, and scaled the nearest tree. From there I could see what was happening and shoot. I was at the top of the tree, shooting madly, when I heard a snigger. Before I could turn around to see what happened, I felt a dart in my back. And then I fell, passing out.
((Character flaws- Acts without thinking; never turns her plans over enough to see big holes; very curious. She’s nine.))
Then, one of the bunnies stumbled. A single glass vial of the pink substance hit the floor of the hangar and shattered into a billion tiny pieces. The liquid partly evaporated, pink smoke swirling eerily through the hangar, and the liquid burning a small pink hole through the heavy metal floor.
“Cover your nose!” I hissed urgently to Padme as the pink gas began to flood the room. She did. We both held our breath as the gas floated through a ventilation slat above our heads. The hair on the top of my head began to prickle strangely.
“You imbecile!” roared the head bunny to the meek one who had broken the vial. “That’s twenty humans we could have hypobunnified right there! I ought to have you exterminated!”
Padme released her hand from her mouth. “Hypobunnified?” she whispered. Then, a strange look came over her face. “Zee, your hair! It’s turning pink!”
The gas, where it had passed over the top of my head, had turned my hair a sickly hot pink. My brain felt like it was twitching.
“Come on, we have to get out of here!” Padme said, evidently a little too loudly.
“HEY! LOOK, THERE!” A bunny was standing across from the crates and pointing to us with an accusing paw. “HUMANS!’
“Uh oh” whispered Padme.
“Run.” I squeaked. We made a break for it, dashing as fast as our legs could carry us. I head blaster shots bounding off the walls. We were fast, but the bunnies were faster.
“PADME! THE GUN!” I cried, pulling out my lightsaber. Padme took out her giant gun that ZVX had given her and started shooting.
The next thing I remembered was waking up in a dark room. When my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw bunnies surronding me with fierce expressions on their faces. I shrieked. When the bunnies didn’t react, I crept up and touched one. It was stone. Now, as I looked closely, all of them were stones. Except for one. It looked real. I crept up to it, and looked it in it’s eyes to see if it was real. The pupils started spinning, and I found I could not look away from them. I felt a strange twitching feeling in the back of my mind, and it gradually took over other parts. Suddenly, I felt a slash of pain come through my whole head, shooting down my limbs. I cried out in pain and fear. My brain was getting all fuzzy, and my vision was growing dim. A deep voice came out of the darkness, sneering, “You shall go back to your snivelling human friends and act as if nothing has happened. You shall spy for us.” Then the last thing I remembered doing for a long time was saying, “Yes, Master,” and then came nothing.
((I shall continue being hypnotized (this oughta be fun) until one of you notices and makes me normal.))
((Guys. Please. Tell. Me. Where. I. Am. Or. I. Will. Have. To. Leave. This. Thread.))
((373- Armada, Kaye will have…followed Zena and Padme into the bunny base, wanting to prove herself. The bunnies find her, and she dodges down a corridor with bunnies in pursuit. Possibly appears above ground in the battle, and grabs on to the stolen shuttle.
Also, I believe I have the right to RP Xeer, as I created him on thread six.))
“Dammit!” said Cerre. “TGYPWYA’s going to be outflanked. If we don’t get help to him…”
“He’ll die…” I added grimly. “We’ll attack from above.”
I sprang into the pilot’s seat, starting the shuttle, lifting us off of the ground with a blast of engines. The shuttle banked and turned, then gunned towards TGYPWYA’s shooting post.
SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Xeer stalked through the Dungeon of Horror, surrounded by guards and casually tossing a stiletto in the air. Screams echoed through the steaming, dark corridors of that evil place. Sarshal, his assassin, walked alongside him, casually carrying his long dagger and and blowgun with poison darts. He looked up at his master, his cruel face smiling.
“Mightiness, has Justin paid yet, or will you allow me a little more, shall we say, time?”
“No, Justin is still useful. Torturing him more could cause him to rebel. Weak minded and evil is the way we want him. Even though he did let that killer survive, and the girl, too, we must think of his past deeds. How would you like to have him under your command?”
“I would appreciate it, master. He may be the only human we can trust, and I will ensure that those few that represent the old Resistance shall….”
“Die…” Xeer hissed, and the stiletto dropped to the floor like a death knell.
“What’s odd?” I asked her, eyebrows raised. “Well, if they had hypnobunnified you, you could’ve told them all the bases and there exact locations. I don’t understand why…” “Maybe-” I started to say, but Groundhog grabbed my arm and pointed up. “I think they’re trying to help TGYPWYA. Let’s discuss this later, when we aren’t fighting.” I nodded, and asked her, “Any weapons I can borrow? I’ve been using my fists, but if l want to fight off that many bunnies, l’ll need a real weapon.” She pulled out an old blaster and handed it to me. I took it, and started away.
It was dead. Rachel poked it dubiously, but it was dead. Sophia looked incredibly nervous. Connor couldn’t blame her: whatever had killed her could be armed and dangerous. “Stay close,” he whispered as they made their way through the woods.
((Thanks, ¡Z√X! !!!!! Heh, I’m gonna write your name like that from now on……
Where exactly is the stolen shuttle? I’m really sorry to keep asking so many questions, but I am very confused.
And, after all that, I have writer’s block. $#%&.))
((367- It was Padme who lifted the rocks out of the way.))
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((377- Zena and I are in the hangar where there are some bunny supply ships and crates. Unfortunately, the bunnies have noticed us. Time to fight
Hypnobunnified.
‘So, the bunnies have created some sort of pink gas that hypnobunnifies people immediately. And they’re supposed to be sending that to the Dungeon of Horror where…’
“..our parents are” I finished in a whisper. I turned to Zena. Then I noticed her hair was pink- bright pink.
“Zee, your hair! It’s turning pink!” She looked a bit confused too- not a good sign.
“Come on- let’s get out of here!” Unfortunately, I said this a bit too loudly.
Here come the bunnies!
We ran, but unfortunately, we were in a hanger. The bunnies were faster and we had nowhere to hide. I was deflecting blaster beams with my lightsaber, and a few of them ricocheted back at the bunnies, knocking them out. But it still wouldn’t be enough…
“PADME! THE GUN!†yelled Zena.
Darn that gun. I do not like it, not one little bit- so uncivilized. I almost refused to use it. Almost.
I began to shoot, not caring what setting it was on. Strangely, instead of just shooting off a volley of bullets, the gun was shooting off rays of energy, wiping out 5 bunnies in one fell swoop. Soon all the bunnies were down, thanks to Zena’s lighsaber (why couldn’t she have used the gun?) and my gun. We stood up slowly, wary of more bunnies. After a minute, I lowered the gun.
“Zena- what are we going to do about all that hypnobunnifying solution? We can’t let them ship it to the Dungeon of Horror!”
“Why don’t we just borrow something to carry it in? I’d bet anything that Groundhog would be dying to examine it.” Then she shivered slightly for a second.
“You okay?”
“Yeah… the back of my head feels funny though.”
“Then let’s hurry up in here.”
We found a sort of hover craft and loaded all of the crates into it, using the Force if necessary. Then we climbed into the cockpit and used the remote to open the hangar doors. Edging our way out, we flew toward the others fighting below.
((Whoops! Forgot to change my name back. Ah well- everyone knew it was me anyway.))
We climbed into the hovercraft and began to fly smoothly and almost silently down toward the others. Then, I noticed a strange vessel above us that was surrounded by pink bunny cruisers. We flew up higher to get a better look. Padme had put the ship on auto pilot, so we were free to watch and observe. Besides, neither of us really knew how to fly a ship.
“Look! I don’t think a bunny is commanding that cruiser”, said Padme, pointing to a ship on the left of the larger vessel.
“I think that’s ZVX”, I said, realizing that there was a battle taking place in the air.
“Does this have lazers on it?” I asked.
“Well, we can find out”, said Padme. She pressed a red button on the dashboard, and pulled down a purple lever.
“ACTIVATE-LAZERS-” said a harsh automated voice above our heads. Padme pressed the button again. A long, sharp ray of laser beam flew from the front of the dingy little hovercraft.
“Yup, definetly has lasers”, said Padme as the laser burned through a patch of trees.
“I tihnk we should…oh…OW!” All of a sudden, the back of my corneas began to fizzle and burn strangely. My eyes popped open.
“AACK!” screamed Padme. “How did you do that?’
“Do what?” I asked.
“Your eyes! They’re all red and pink!” said padme, looking at me with curiousity and fear.
“Wung buttons!” I cursed angrily.
“Zena! Language!” she admonished.
“Uuurgh…” I roaned, and fell over sideways. I felt like I had the flu, my forehead was burning angrily. I looked at my fingers. They were turning a strange magenta.
“We need to get you to a doctor or something!” she exclaimed.
“I don’t think a doctor can help”, I muttered.
Suddeny, a blast of laser shots clear through the sides of the ship, in on the left and out through the right. I missed the crates by inches. The ship now had two gaping holes in its’ sides.
“If those crates blow up, we’re goners!” yelled Padme over the lazer shot noise growing closer and closer.
((I’ll still RP myself, but I’ll be hypnotized. I don’t remember being hypnotized, and when I report, I don’t remember it. I still look the same, so it’ll take a little while for you guys to realize my current state.))
I woke up in a wooded clearing. I was lying on the ground. The last thing I remembered was falling from the top of a tree. Yes, that was it. I had fallen from a tree.
I walked back to the battle. I reached down to get my gun when I realized I didn’t have it. It must have fallen somewhere else in the woods. I went back to get it.
((378 – Whoops.
))
The ship hovered in the air for a moment, and slowly made it’s way towards the group of hot pink shapes. Baylee found two small missiles in the back, and heaved them onto her shoulder. She looked around for a launcher and quickly remembered her triple barrel. She disassembled it and put some parts off to one side. “Barrel, powder, firing pin spring, slide, trigger, rebound lever…” Baylee muttered. Soon she had a mini launcher right near the window. “Nasty work. It’ll have to do.” She looked at Cerre and ZVX, “Any of you have a match by any chance?”
Great. So now we’re being shot by lasers and Zena is ill- so to speak. The groups on the ground were in plain sight. All we had to do was reach them without killing ourselves. Zena kept getting pinker. And pinker. Somehow I had a feeling that if she went totally pink and was still conscious, she’d try to kill me. Concentrating on the Force, I very carfully traced a line from her temple down her cheek with my finger, knocking her out. I then turned my attention to the ship’s controls. Killing the autopilot, I started the landing procedures (at least I hope I did). In any case, we were cruising toward the ground. Fast. I pushed on the brake, trying to slow us down. The hovercraft slowed down jerkily, sort of in bits. So everything ended up bumping around a bit. Luckily, none of the crates appeared to be damaged. The console in front of me started flashing a message, along with the harsh automated voice.
LANDING IN 10… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… 0.
We hit the ground with a bump. A big one. I thought I heard something snap outside the ship.
‘There go the wheels’
I climbed out of the cockpit, carrying Zena (she is heavy!). Everyone was crowded around the hovercraft, looking surprised. Groundhog was standing in the front, along with someone else I didn’t recognize.
“Padme! What on earth-” started Groundhog, until she noticed Zena. She strode over and took Zena from me, placed her gently on the ground, and began to examine her. As she did so she pulled out her com card
“ZVX! Get your ship over here pronto! We have an emergency. We need to get out of here!”
((Can’t remember Zinc’s character’s name, sorry Zinc!))
Sophia heard a rustling in the woods. She craned her neck, fearful and spotted Zinc looking around for something. Rachel and Connor had seen her too and together they went up to her. “Zinc? You okay?” Zinc turned.
“Enemies,” she said coldly. “Enemies have arrived.”
“What?” Rachel said. Connor turned white.
“She’s hypnotized.”
“What?” Sophia echoed.
“I can fix her,” Connor said dully. “But I’m not sure how. Hold her down -” he regarded his daughters’ stature “I’ll hold her down, I mean -while you go get the book from my backpack.”
The girls nodded and dug through his backpack while Connor restrained Zinc. He was having a difficult time, she seemed to have gotten stronger from the bunnies, but in the end strapped her to a tree. “Have you got it? The book?” he said urgently.
“Yeah, Dad, don’t have a conniption fit.” Rachel rolled her eyes and handed the book to him. Sophia glanced worriedly at Zinc, who was still struggling.
((How do you un-hypnotize someone?))
((385- My character’s name is Roberta, Nilly, and YOU were dehypnotized in the original BA. Remember?))
“ZVX! Get your ship over here pronto! We have an emergency. We need to get out of here!†Groundhog’s voice sounded on my own com. card which was sitting innocently on the dash.
“Take that–” I said to Baylee, tossing her a striker. “Not a match, but it works. Groundhog, we’re coming–but we’re trying to shoot now. Where are you?”
“Hovercraft being attacked. Dang this thing is rickety–and they’ve got stun cannons.”
“Ow. From what I can see on the bunnies’ cameras, you have a good sized gun too–fire it.” Cerre said as she elbowed her way to the com. card. “Baylee–”
Boom.
The missile whistle from our ship, hitting the walls of the bunny outpost. They exploded, blowing holes everywhere, and by chance–lucky chance, a piece of rubble sent flying smashed a bunny ship to smithereens.
“Sweet ‘n’ true,” remarked Baylee. “Now get in that cockpit and do your job, ZVX!”
“What about TGYPWYA?” Baylee asked nervously. The ship was speeding up now, and she could see –and hear– explosions everywhere.
“Looks like they figured out how to use the machine guns.” Cerre said, smiling.
“They’re starting to falter. Look.” Baylee pointed out a window, and the explosions weren’t as precise, and there wasn’t as many. “We have to hurry.”
I struggled. Why the HECK was Connor tying me to a tree?! I didn’t remember saying or doing anything to him or his kids! Maybe because that was it, I thought. Maybe it was because of it… I didn’t remember what IT was, exactly, but I knew that I didn’t only fall out of a tree.
“YOU’VE GOT TO LISTEN TO ME!” I yelled across the clearing to Connor. “Please tell me why you think I’m hypnotized!”
((368-
No, dark brown.))
Holy Koko, I’ve gotten myself into a bit of a situation here. I shot at bunnies left and right, but they kept advancing. Time for a little trick I’d been saving for a time like this. I fell as if I had been hit, but I made sure that a small, tube-like device fell at the feet of one dumb-looking bunny.
“Ha, we’ve killed the human!”
“Hey, what is that thing?”
“Hmm… it looks like the human dropped it.”
Through half-closed eyes, I saw the bunny pick it up. I waited, then pressed a button on a remote in my pocket. I covered my ears, because I knew what was coming.The sonic charge silently vanished into blue flame. The bunny tried to drop it, but it was too late. With an explosion of raw, ear-splitting sound, a wave of pure energy spread out from the device, slicing through bunnies as it spread out like ripples on a pond. Because the waves spread out parallel to the ground, I only had to worry about any bunnies who were smart enough to duck. When it had dissipated, I rose and saw that only one bunny had any common sense, and I made short work of him. I picked up my blaster and sprinted back towards the Aurora. I saw a bunny ship fly overhead, and I wanted to test out the Aurora’s weapons.
I saw the situation deteriorating around us. “We’ve got to go!” I said, grabbing Liss’ hand and force-jumping over to the meeting spot. I spoke into my com card. “I’m by the meeting place. Everyone try to get there as soon as possible!” As Liss and I landed on the ground, I saw Padme struggling to land a large bunny craft. It landed all right, but not very gracefully, to say the least. Padme came out of the ship carrying Zena, who was turning pinker by the second. I rushed over and grabbed Zena, laying her on the ground. I pulled a depigmentizer dart out of my bag and jabbed it into her arm. “There.” I said. “That’ll do for now. But she’ll still need better treatment than we can give her here. I shouted a message to ZVX into my com card. The response calmed me down. “Oh–the meeting spot, we’re by the meeting spot.” I replied. I had panicked so much that I’d forgotten to tell ZVX where we were. I looked around. Even if ZVX managed to get the ship over here, there were still a lot of people missing. I pressed the “urgent message” button on my com card and broadcasted a message to everyone else. “Everyone who’s not at the meeting spot, please call me!” I said. “The ship is coming, and if you can’t make it to the meeting spot, please tell me so that we can pick you up!”
((385 – You use regular hypnosis to deprogram a hypnotized bunny victim. To dehypnotize someone who’s been black bunny hpnotized, use the mindspace method))
((391- Oh. Well then, if it’s more fun for Nilly or anyone else to use the mindspace method, than be my guest. I don’t really care.))
((I think that the only ones who have to get back to the meeting spot are Connor, Rachel, Sophia, and Roberta.))
Groundhog had started getting things organized, trying to collect everyone to the meeting spot. It appeared that what had been meant to be a diversion had ended up as a full scale battle- which none of us had really been prepared for. I collapsed to the ground, chugging from my water bottle again. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something black crawling every so slowly away. I whipped around to see Tarnug trying to escape. I pounced, knocking him back down.
“And where exactly do you think you’re going?” I asked acidly.
“Away from you bipeds, obviously. It appears that you are as dense as ever- even worse then when you were five.” Tarnug sneered evilly at me, his eyes lighting up for some reason. I started to breathe harder- my body appeared to know what was coming even if my brain hadn’t figured it out yet.
“You remember Padme, don’t you… the day you believed that I’d spare your friend…” he grinned at me nastily. My head started spinning.
Elissa.
“No…” I moaned.
‘”Let go of her!”
Tarnug just laughed, increasing his hold on my friend.
“Tell the truth, Padme, or watch your friend die.”
Tarnug strapped Elissa to a chair, putting a silver dome over her head- the “electric chair” as it was referred to by us. He hit the red button- volts of electricity coursed through Elissa. She started screaming, piercing my heart.
“Padme! Don’t tell them-” she was cut off by another shock.
“Stop it! Stop it- please!” I cried, tears streaming down my cheeks.
“Only if you tell me the truth, orphan. Where did you put it?”
Elissa screamed in agony again. Tarnug was looking at me, his eyes malicious.
“Ten seconds, biped…”
I couldn’t help it.
“It’s in the burrows,” I whispered.
“Ahh…what a smart place to put it. Thank you for that information…” he smiled even wider, and pressed the red button one last time. Elissa shrieked, writhing, then slumped in the chair, dead.
“Oops!” giggled Tarnug.
“Noooo! Elissa, Elissa!”‘
“Padme!”
I opened my eyes. Tarnug was nowhere in sight. Standing over me was a very concerned looking Groundhog.
“Are you alright?”
“I- I think so… where’s Tarnug?”
“We’ve got him- he’s knocked out at the moment.”
Groundhog helped me to my feet.
“Come on then- the ship is here. It’s time to leave.”
((you guys can put in whatever you want during the time that Padme relives her memory. I just had to stick that in somehow- I wrote it a little while ago.))
The ship had landed in a small clearing with a loud thump. Groundhog and most of the kids were there. “Where’s everyone else?” Baylee asked. Groundhog shrugged. “I sent a message o everyone that’s not here. I should be getting some back.” She said, concerned.
Connor walked over to me. I said, “All I remember is falling out of a tree. Okay? I think I fell out of a tree.” He looked sad for a moment, and then said, “Sorry about this, Roberta.” He stuck a tranquilizer dart into my arm. I froze, my pulse thumping in my ears. Then I passed out.
((386 – Sorry, and that was from the black bunny. I’ve actually never read someone being de-hypnotized by a pink bunny, as far as I remember.))
Rachel exchanged worried glances with Sophia as Roberta passed out. “Don’t worry, she’ll be fine,” Connor said quietly.
Padme had passed out, presumably because that Tarnug had made her remember something from the orphanage. I growled in disgust, and pulled out a regular tranquilizer dart, imagining Tarnug’s fat behind to be a huge dartboard. I threw the dart at him–it sank into his bottom and he crumpled to the ground. Then I knelt next to Padme, who was still unconscious. I gave her a gentle shake. “Padme?” I said quietly. When she didn’t answer, I tried again. “Padme? Padme!” Her eyes snapped open. “Padme! Are you all right?” “I think so…” she said shakily. “Where’s Tarnug?” “We’ve got him–he’s knocked out now.” I said. “I threw a tranquilizer at him. They’re here now, with a ship, so we need to get in, okay?” Padme shivered. “Okay…As long as you keep Tarnug away from me.”
I got to my feet, ambling slowly toward the ship- which for some reason was splattered with pink and green paint.
‘Great combination, ZVX.’
I could tell by the look on Groundhog’s face that a) she wasn’t done with me and b) not everyone was at the meeting spot yet. Still a bit shaky (okay, a lot shaky), I was about to board the ship when there was a great crashing sound from the underbrush. Connor, Rachel, and Sophie came into view, Connor carrying an unconscious Roberta. ZVX ran over.
“What happened?”
“It appears that Roberta here got herself captured briefly and was hypnotized,” explained Connor hurriedly. “That’s why I knocked her out.” ZVX nodded.
“Well, get her in the ship- we’ll have her looked over.”
Roberta’s predicament reminded me of something.
“ZVX? Any idea how Zena is? Will she be okay?”
“I believe so,” he responded absentmindedly, apparently lost in thought. He turned around completely and seemed to notice me for the first time.
“Padme! Are you okay?” he asked, noticing how I was clutching on to the railing for support.
“Yeah… just had another attack of the ever malicious memory,” I responded with a halfhearted grin.
Connor scooped up the unconscious Roberta. “So, where to, girls? Assuming you do know the way.”
Rachel and Sophia looked at each other, confused. Connor rolled his eyes. “You do have those tracking devices, right?”
“Right.” Sophia pulled out hers and started walking away.
“Wait!” Connor and Rachel ran after her. “You can’t just walk away!”
About ten minutes later they emerged in a clearing. Sophia put her device away as ZVX ran up to them. “What happened?” he asked.
Connor motioned to the unconscious Roberta. “It appears that Roberta here got herself captured briefly and was hypnotized. That’s why I knocked her out.” ZVX nodded.
“Well, get her in the ship- we’ll have her looked over.” Connor nodded and carried her into the ship. He seemed exhausted, and Rachel and Sophia felt sleepy as well. Only stopping to mumble “hi” to Padme and ZVX, they headed into the ship.
“Wait up!” Kaye ran into the ship just as the doors closed.
((Don’t know what’s happening. I’ll have to get back on track, but I had a feeling it might be good if I was at least on the same continent as the rest of you guys…..
))
“I call dibs on flying.” Baylee said while sliding into the pilot’s seat. Groundhog and ZVX groaned. “This time could you not go so fast. I get sick just thinking about it.” Groundhog said. Baylee smiled and nodded. She checked to make sure everyone was in the ship and stopped. She looked at Groundhog questioningly, motioning to Liss. “Who’s th–” she paused for a moment. “Liss!” she cried happily. “We thought you were dead!”
((Good KOKO! I’m gone for a day and you speed ahead!!!))
Suddenly, someone traced a line on my forehead and I was out cold. I felt the ground shake a little, then, my mind burst. Everything was pink, and then black. A voice spoke to me from the darkness.
“Hello, human.”
“Who are you?”
“You know me.”
The black bunny was coming towards her, and there was nothing I could do.
“LEAVE HER ALONE!” I screamed, shielding my mother.
“Zena…” she whispered, eyes wide. “Go. Get out of here.”
“No, Mom”, I whispered. “I won’t leave you.”
“Yes, you will…” hissed the bunny. I reached for my mother’s hand, strapped to the cold metal chair. It slipped through my fingers like smoke. My mother’s placid face disappeared, and I was alone with the bunny. I reached for my belt. There was nothing there, no lightsaber to protect me. With a sinister laugh, the bunny pulled a laser from his cloak. He pulled the trigger and a blast of green light flew straight through the place where my heart should have been. I felt fuzzy, and faded away. Everything was dark again.
Now I was falling down a pit, black and tubular. It was boiling hot. The walls around me were made of dirt. Keys flashed past my eyes. Then, they were one key. The key around my neck. I thudded to the ground, but it did not hurt. I stood, and saw a door. It was made of metal, and it was locked. A heavy bolt and turn wheel kept it shut. It was the door to a safe. I walked forward. A heavy lock slot corresponded to the notches on my silver key. I placed the tongs in the keyhold, and turned the key right thrice. The door swung open.
I was looking into a mirror. But I couldn’t see myself in it, only the very center of my bright blue eye. In the black pupil lay faces of humans, running and screaming, foaming at the mouths. Then, the humans fell down dead. Bunnies overrode them. I saw my parents, my friends, ZVX, Groundhog, Padme, Roberta, Zavier… all being led down paths in chains and dragging heavy stones. The earth caught on fire. Nothing was the same. It was all black, cloudy and lumpy like a burnt marshmallow. Towers sprung up from nowhere, all shrouded in the eerie banner proclaiming the all-knowedness of one black bunny.
Then, someone entered the space behind me. I spun around, away from the safe. Billions of bunnies attacked me, stabbing me until I had dissipated forever. The safe remained open. All was lost.
“We did…” I whistled. “Ever since that time when…”
“Yeah,” answered Liss. “Ever since you and Groundhog and POSOC made that heroic plan that completely destroyed the Resistance–temporarily.”
Groundhog looked at the floor of the shuttle. “Well, it was brilliant.”
Liss laughed. “Yeah, I’ve forgiven you. You three–where’s POSOC?”
Baylee turned around in her swivel seat. “We never figured that out. We can still get good transmission to his com. card, but Wyatt, his aide, answers, and unless we’re willing to go the next level on him, he won’t give us any answers on POSOC’s whereabouts.”
“So, when did you last see POSOC?” Asked Liss, suddenly serious.
“September 23rd, 2008.” I answered. “He and Groundhog had invented BugBots, robots disguised as flies and spiders and such. He…flew out to test them, releasing them over a bunny camp. We saw he was successful on the cameras, then all the cameras went black.”
“We never found out…” Added Baylee. “We can only assume that he was attacked by raiders. Another threat that arose twelve years ago: rogue humans with stolen bunny technology, attacking all sorts of things as long as they didn’t put up a good fight.”
“Yup,” said Groundhog. “But there’s a problem with that theory: POSOC could’ve blown a raider crew to smithereens if he wanted to with the weapons on that ship. That’s why we have to get to Marinaras Trench: if POSOC’s dead, then every bit of information he had with him is gone. It was connected to his life. He dies, the computer dies.”
“Oh, my.” I said, looking each of them in the eye. People have said my eyes, blue grey, much like ice, could force anyone to tell the truth. I laughed at this. Only weak minded people bent to my eyes, accompanied by a stare. It scared them. If I was smiling, it wouldn’t work. Most of the Resistance, the ones who had known me before I was captured, easily stood up against this. “What happened to Hypatia and Alice, anyway? Were they captured with everyone else, or… what?”
(Me. Back. In. New thread?!)
I pulled the Aurora into the sky, with weapons primed and loaded, scanners on, and one bunny ship in for a surprise. But it was gone. Hmm, no bunny ship is that fast, I thought. It must have landed. I flew low, and sure enough, there it was. But… there were no bunnies in sight. Just humans. Weird. Instead of blowing the ship up, I landed alongside. The ship was clearly in the middle of a paint job. It looked like it had been captured, and the captors weren’t done repainting.
Wait, was that… no, it can’t be. I grabbed my blaster- one can’t be too careful- and extended the boarding ramp. These are just some random guys who realized what the bunnies really are. That couldn’t have been… right? I cautiously walked down the ramp, ready to get my questions answered.
“We don’t really know what happened to them. All of a sudden they just, disappeared.” Baylee said while blowing up a few bunny ships that had followed them. “Where to? The ‘Underground Slash’?” She asked almost mockingly. There were no bunnies around, but she just wanted to use it, and you never know.
((403-Um, ZVX? Canix………))
“Disappeared? In the middle of a battle, or just… poof?” I asked, chin in my hand. “In the old prison, when they went to torture me, I would pass their new technology room. I saw no thing for vanishing people into thin air.” I kept my face serious, even though I was roaring with laughter on the inside. POOFING people?! What rubbish!
(( Helloooo? Where am I?))
((402- Can I say LOTR Trip?))
((Okay, as far as I can discern after being gone for two days, we are all on the ship that is about to take off. Aggie, Zena is on the ship in the sick bay, being looked over by… I’m not sure exactly but someone. Groundhog, ZVX, and Baylee are catching up with Liss, who wants answers to what’s happened over the past 12 years. TGYPWYA is coming toward our ship as we speak. He should be coming into the ship shortly. So Baylee, I suggest that you not take off until TGYPWYA gets on our ship or something.))
I dragged myself onto the ship, collapsing into a chair. Thanks to Tarnug, old memories were now going through my mind, passing before me one by one. It seemed that whatever suppressant my brain had created had been shattered, washed away by Tarnug. I cursed myself for being fool enough to suggest that we keep him, since he might make a good navigator. Idiot. Sure, Groundhog had said that they’d keep him away from me, but I knew that he would stop at nothing to torment me. Even if he could only tell the truth now, he could wreak as much havoc with me. Vaguely, I registered the conversation between the adults. A wave of exhaustion flowed through me. I closed my eyes, falling into a fitful sleep full of evil bunnies and Elissa’s face.
((You guys can make anything happen before this time.))
I woke up. A worried face, I could’nt discern who’s, was swimming before my eyes. Then I fell back asleep.
((Seriously, we need a new thread.))
((412- Agreed. GAPAs? new thread? Please?))