Bunny Apocalypse: The Next Generation — Part 5
And so it continues. From Part 4.
Date: April 5, 2009
Categories: Hot-Pink Bunnies, RRRs, RPWs, and RPGs
Tuesday, 30 April 2024
Life, the universe, pies, hot-pink bunnies, world domination, and everything
And so it continues. From Part 4.
Date: April 5, 2009
Categories: Hot-Pink Bunnies, RRRs, RPWs, and RPGs
((I hope this is a first post…))
I ran out of the cell with Armada, Kaye, and the now-conscious woman, and was halfway down the hall before I realized the girl I had fought was still standing there. I turned and she asked, “What are you doing?”
All I did was hold out my hand and say, “Come with us. We can help you.”
((Thank you, GAPAs!))
KITTYMINE
Dinner had basically died down. Excusing myself, I walked to the infirmary to check on Padme before turning in. She was up reading a book and toying with her lightsaber.
“Padme, what have I told you about playing with your saber while reading? One wrong move and you could burn it to cinders.”
“Sorry, Mom,” she said sheepishly, sticking her lightsaber under her bed.
“How are you feeling?”
“Fine – I mean, I’m still sore but I think I’ll be up and about tomorrow. Thank goodness – I’m sick of lying in bed.”
((Ack- gottagobye! Post later (maybe). ))
((I need a recap. I’m comfuzzled. )))
Could I-Man post a summary? I’d love to join, but don’t want to read 2000 comments.
((In response to post 1))
I stared at him. “Help me?” I asked, confused. This wasn’t supposed to happen. My life had been spared, I could see that, but offering to help me?
Something deep inside me struggled, fighting the bunny influence.
I reached toward the outstretched hand tentatively, but didn’t grasp it.
The bunny-me fought back hard.
I dropped my hand, but allowed myself to be led down the hallway.
((For starters, see post 415 of part 4 for last summary.
Continuing that summary:
> more new characters: Koppar and Kaninen. See post 422 of part 4 for description and backstory.
The current events: a) William II (I-Man) is rescuing Armada, Kaye, and Juliet from the DOH and telling the bunnified Daisy that she should come with him (speaking of Armada, where is she? She said she would be back in April…). b)Everyone else is just finishing dinner and is free to do what they wish before turing in. We are in a fully equipped and functional base – though it is a bit smaller – so we have everything (except a lie detector ).
4- Here is a full summary of BA:TNG.
The bunnies resurfaced after twelve years with a new leader -Xeer the son of William. The bunnies went after the old resistance members in order to punish them. Most were captured and taken to the Dungeon Of Horror, a bunny base in Mt. Saint Helens. The children of the Resistance and the few old timers who escaped capture flew away, but were chased by bunnies and were forced to land in a forest – a forest which, conveniently enough, contained a bunny hangar. The group stole a bunny ship and flew off to the Base in the Trench (which for some reason became and island).
The captured adults in the DOH got free, wreaked havoc and mayhem for a bit, and then flew to the Base. Shortly afterward, we had a battle with the bunnies outside the base. Just when we thought it was all finished, the bunnies sneaked in and ambushed us, forcing us to evacuate. We relocated to a hidden base under Groundhog’s house that the bunnies don’t know about.
Characters
>Groundhog (f) – Daughter Jenny
>ZVX (m) – 26. Girlfriend Cerre.
>TGYPWYA (m) – 26.
>Kokonilly (f) – Husband Connor; Twin genii Rachel and Sophia
>Aggie (f) – 30. Husband Aaron; Kids Zena and Zavier
>Armada (f) – Has a 2nd character named Juliet who is a vampire and has a daughter named Kaye.
>AvalonGirl (f) – Daughter Philomena (Mena)
>Serafina (f) – Daughter Crystl
>Zinc (f) – Daughter Roberta. Has another character named Liss.
>Kittymine (f) – 26. Adopted daughter Padme. Has another character named Lilis who is EVIL and in league with the bunnies.
>Daisy – 13. Parents were captured by the bunnies and zombified. She escaped and came to the Resistance.
>Rainbowstar – Bunnies invaded her home. Got away but son Sam bunnified. Later got Sam back but now Sam is bunnified again and in the DOH.
>Syara – was in league with bunnies until recently. Is a jedi but going back to her sith ways.
>Selena – Syara’s niece. Was captured by the bunnies but escaped bunnification and is now with the Resistance.
>Wiliam II – brother of Xeer but is Good.
I think that is everyone- sorry if I missed anyone (sorry I missed you before, Syara!).
*YAWN* I should turn in. I only got about 6 hours of sleep last night and I’ve been working all day.))
((6- Thank you times infinity, Kitty. You just saved me a few hours of reading. I’d rejoin now, but it’s time for me to hit the hay as well.))
May I join? I think I’d like to be a secret agent for the bunnies. Is the whole resistance in the house, or not?
((8- You’re welcome to join, of course.
No, some Resistance people are in the Dungeon of Horrors {DOH}.
By the way, when you’re speaking out of character, use double parenthesis around your words. {Note the beginning and end of my post.} ))
((Muchas gracias! [I’m in Spanish class right now. ] ))
((Note the change in my name :)))
((Sorry I couldn’t get on yesterday.))
I finished up super, and stood up. I still needed to get my lightsaber back. Or, I didn’t need to, but still. I hunted out the person who had taken it. “Excuse me?”
“Yes?” En turned around. “Oh, hello, Callista. Did you want something?”
“I was wondering if I could have my lightsaber back.”
“Oh, I guess that’d be fine.” En pulled it out and handed it back.
“Thanks.” I felt the cool ridges nestle into my hand, and fastened it to my belt. “So, my room is the one they showed me to earlier?”
“I think so. It’s certainly nobody else’s. Feel free to take it, unless somebody tells you otherwise. You know how to find it?”
“Yeah, I think so.” I set off. Despite what I had told her, I had no idea where my room was, but I knew if I saw it, I’d recognize it. We hadn’t gone through any doors, either, so I should be fine. I hunted around i bit, and thought I found it. It was something else when I opened the door though. And there was somebody in the room. “Sorry.” I told them, and started to close the door.
((Anyone can be in there, I don’t care. Or if nobody wants to be in there, I’ll just close the door and go on about my business.))
((9- Oh Duh. I am usually REALLY picky anout that sorta thing. I think I’ll be in the house.))
After dinner, I excused myself to go outside. Then, I sent a message to William saying
” They do not know of my plan. They do not know I am a spy.”
Suddenly, someone appeared looked at me and said “What are you doing?”
((7- your welcome times infinity.))
((*moan* I just peeled 5 POUNDS of carrots! Oh no – what if all those carrots are going to *gulp* HPBs?))
((11- I like it!))
KITTYMINE
I left the infirmary and walked to my bedroom, flopping on to the bed. I ran my fingers though my hair wearily. After a minute of staring blankly at the wall, I pulled my backpack out from under the bed and took out my laptop, opening Word. I had just started to type more of my story when a head peeped into the room.
“Oh – sorry!” said Calista.
“No prob – you’re looking for your room? I think it’s a few doors down.”
I finished the last bite of my dinner, put the plate aside, and lay down to sleep. I had been unconscious four times in the past twenty-four hours, but I was still tired. Seconds after I closed my eyes, I heard a gentle tapping at the door.
Someone opened it, and almost everyone gasped, screamed, or pulled out a weapon as they saw a bunny standing in the door. It was young, male, and had a stitched-up gash in its side.
But he looked mostly harmless. I had been a lagopsychologist before my town’s bunny raid, and I knew a nicegoodius bunny when I saw one. He was alone, he had no weapon, and the look in his pink eyes was more apprehensive than threatening. There even seemed to be something familiar about him …
“My name is Fred,” he mumbled. “Rainbowstar saved me during the battle, and now I want to help you all.”
((THANK YOU SO MUCH, KITTY AND I-MAN!!
Okay, so I figured out most of what’s going on (I read/skimmed everything that’s happened since I left, and you can call me crazy if you want– I did it in 15 minutes.), but I’m still confused about one thing that I need clarification about before I can post an RP: Who’s the random bunnified girl in post#1? Is she Lilis, or someone new who you (I-Man) ‘re getting into the story?
One more question– Why is everyone new choosing a bunny for a character?))
((16- No, that’s Daisy, I don’t remember her character’s name. She was on the last thread, on the good site, but she was bunnified. No clue, but I’m new, and I’m not a bunny. Glad you’re back! Anyway, I shall roleplay some more.))
“Ah.” It was the person who had interviewed me, when I was hooked up to the heart monitor machine. “Thanks.” I finished closing the door, and walked a few more doors down, to the one that I was certain was mine.
It actually was, this time, and I closed the door behind me. Quickly changing into some PJs, I yawned, and threw myself on to the bed, ready to get a good night’s sleep. Wait. I stood up again, and went to my clothes. Finding my lightsaber, I unhooked it, and laid it on my bedside table. Climbing back into bed, I reached out and took hold of it, the coolness feeling good against my hot hand. I almost forgot my troubles, drifting off to sleep. Almost.
((SFTDP, if it is one, but I just realized I was having a conversation at the table with Padme, who was in the infirmary. Either assume that that never happened, or assume that it was somebody else. Sorry!))
((17-Thanks for clearing things up. Daisy’s name is (amazingly) Daisy, right? I think so… Anyway, it’s really nice to have a ‘phyte who knows who I am, I was afraid everyone who joined since I was gone was going to think I was new myself… (No, sorry about that, I’m getting old. You’re not a ‘phyte anymore, I know. I just meant that you seem new to me, since I didn’t have a chance to get to know you already.)
Sorry about this, but… you’re female, right? I should just go look through all the ‘phyte threads, but I don’t really feel like it right now…
Oh, by the way, this is kinda BA-related: While I was over at electros’s house today along with a couple other friends, we made a fake radio broadcast thing about HPBs taking over the world. It’s not really that good, and it’s kind of short, but if any of you are interested in it, I can probably email it to the GAPAs at some point– don’t worry, GAPAs, it contains no personal info. (Robert J. Whiteman Jr. is not a real name of any of us.) Plus, it has my and electros’s voices in it (though electros was using such a heavy accent it’s kinda hard to hear him well). Just, if any of you are at all interested. (If you’re not, I’ll probably email it in anyway, but I just kinda wanted to tell you people about it beforehand.) ))
((13 – Did you send the message to William I, or William II? If so, William I is no longer in charge and William II is a good guy.))
The girl took my hand and the five of us ran down the hallway. As we hit a T-junction, a voice on the loudspeaker blared, “INTRUDERS. INTRUDERS. INTRUDERS IN HALLWAY 904-238.” An elevator arrived down the hall to the left, and in the next second we were being shot at. I deflected the shots with my lightsaber and said, “Go! I’ll direct you to an elevator.”
((19- Sounds cool. I’d like to hear it. BTW, did you read post 6 this thread? Aside from giving a few summaries, it says where your characters are.))
((15- Interesting plot twist. I suppose the bunny got it through that cursed Back Door again…))
((16- Perhaps people are choosing bunnies because they want an evil character and having a human one is a bit tricker. That didn’t stop me, mind you. If that is indeed the reason.))
PADME
Mom left. Looking around furtively, I pulled out my lightsaber again and began toying with it again. Good thing too- a few seconds later a bunny entered. Rainbowstar and I gasped and grabbed our weapons. But then Rainbowstar lowered her blaster slightly, looking at the bunny intently.
“My name is Fred,†mumbled the bunny. “Rainbowstar saved me during the battle, and now I want to help you all.â€
‘This is new… I wonder how it got in?’
((Not gonna leave you behind, I-Man!))
I ignored the command.
Running over to a communications device in the wall, I said in the flattest voice I could muster: “Intruders have been apprehended.”
“I’m still technically bunnified, and we technically have been ‘apprehended’,” I explained to the group.
The flow of bunnies gradually ceased, and we were able to go on. On our way past the fallen bunnies, I grabbed a blaster off the ground so that I could fight as well.
((19- Yep. Female. The radio thing sounds insanely cool. Reminds me of the time that our six-year-old next door neighbor and her friends were using walkie-talkies, and we went over and got ours out, and kept saying, ‘Welcome to Burger King, may I take your order?’ and the other one would order something. Then we went back outside and they told us that they had been picking up Burger King signals. All four of them were totally fooled. It was soo much fun. ))
((21- It’s… interesting. Kinda lame, and the bunnies ended up using cream puffs instead of cream pies for unknown reasons, but it’s Muserly, anyway. Yeah, I did read post 6. Thanks a bunch.
I suppose so… I personally prefer humans, as bunnies tend to have not enough character for me, but I could see how people could want to be evil and not want to clog up the base with a ton of human traitors… I like the twist of having a female HPB, too. I don’t think we’re have any up until now. Good idea, whoeverhasthefemaleHPBcharacter.))
((If you’re confused, I’m talking to Enceladus here. I know virtually nothing about you, though, Enceladus, so that’s why it’s all dialogue.))
“What are you doing?” I asked as I walked into Groundhog’s backyard. At least I hoped that this was her house…
“Um… uh… I mean… I’m not… uh…”
“Never mind. Is this the.. uh… is this a pink-free establishment?” I asked.
“Oh… I guess… I mean… this is where the Resistance is, if that’s what you mean.”
I sighed as I walked past, heading for the back door. “If I were a bunny spy, you would have just gotten someone killed.” Not waiting for a response, I opened the door and rejoined my friends.
That was a close one, I thought. If they found out what I was doing… Suddenly, Errata, Aggie, and Groundhog burst out of the door. “What are you doing? I told you, cellphones and other wireless devices can get our postion found out! You IDIOT! The bunnies could find out about us!!!” Groundhog yelled.
“Um… Well… uh… sorry…” I said, because I knew what they’d do.
“Let me see what you are doing.” Errata said angrily.
She took the phone, which still had the message and who it was sent to.
“Come on.” she said “We’re gonna have to do sugery or hypnosis.”
Gulp.
((26- If you don’t mind, a) Errata does not exist in this roleplay, I’m Callista, and b) Calllista’s already asleep. Sorry if I’m picking on you, I don’t mean to. Why don’t you pretend that was some adult that’s still likely to be awake? Maybe Kokonilly, although she’s not really here right now, but at least she’s not asleep. Or, I could get jerked awake by quiet talking outside my window, and alert the rest of the Resistance to it… But I don’t think Callista, who just got cleared from charges of betrayal, would be too likely to point fingers at others. Again, sorry if I’m picking on you. Could we hurry up and get through to the next day? I understand that Daisy, William II, Kaye, and Armada all have to get out of the base, and that could take a while… You know what? I might just have Callista jerked awake just so she isn’t out of the action for who-knows-how-long.))
((*forgets about posting* *time passes* Why isn’t it posting? Oh. *posts*))
((26- Correct me if I’m wrong- you are a human who is outside our new hideout and is sending messages to the HPBs since you are a spy. And you just got caught. Oh- Errata’s character is named Calista.))
LILIS
I landed on Alcatraz and set up camp. Not to say that I left my pod – I just camouflaged it with my surroundings so that I wouldn’t be found. My pod’s interior was set up so that I could live in it for a few weeks, if need be. I settled myself onto the couch/bed in the rear of the pod, taking out my laptop. After it loaded, I opened my illicit video feed from the DOH – I wanted to see what was going on with those lagamorphs. Consequently, I saw exactly what my “intruder” message had meant. A tall male was leading Armada, Kaye, and Juliet away and was being followed by Daisy. Suddenly bunnies came around the corner. The tall one fought them off with his lightsaber. Then strangely, Daisy walked over to a communications device on the wall. I clicked my mouse, zooming in on the girls face and starting the audio feed.
“Intruders have been apprehended,” said Daisy in a flat voice. I noticed that her eyes were pink. Only she was following a definite resistance member. Which could only mean that her either her bunnification was wearing off or she was fighting it.
KITTYMINE
The doorbell of the house rang.
“I’ll get it!” I yelled, getting off my bed. I rolled my eyes – great way to get us found, ringing the doorbell. I walked out of the underground hideout, climbed the basement stairs, and peered through the peephole in the door. A girl was standing there.
‘Another one. Well, we’ll just have to make sure we don’t get another Daisy scenario.’
I opened the door.
“Hello, my name is Koppar Rebellen,” said the girl, flicking her red hair over her shoulder. “May I come in? Took you long enough to get out here.” I was just about to give her a snappy retort when a bell went off in my head.
“Hang on… are you related to General Valentine?” Koppar rolled her eyes.
“Finally, someone remembers!” She stepped into the house.
“Oh yeah, you’re Valentine’s daughter! Welcome! Sorry for the wait – and the rudeness. We just had a new recruit who got bunnified and ran off so we’re a bit cautious.”
“Oh – I see.”
Just as we were walking toward the basement, TGYPWYA walked in.
“TGYPWYA! Where’ve you been?” I said, running over. He grinned.
“Oh, the usual. I should tell you – Enceladus is in the backyard on his cell phone. Groundhog will go nuts.”
“More than nuts – she’ll go ballistic! I’ll go tell her. This is Koppar, by the way. Valentine’s daughter.” TGYWPWA greeted Koppar and we departed.
I walked into the kitchen, leaving Koppar to her own devices, and found Groundhog and Aggie cleaning up from dinner.
“Guys, I have some news – Enceladus is in the backyard using his cell phone. And we have a new recruit – Koppar Rebellen, daughter of General Valentine. And I just met TGYPWYA upstairs. He just got here.” Groundhog jumped up.
“Koppar? Gosh, I havn’t seen her since she was a baby! And what the cake does Enceladus think he’s doing?” Groundhog ran out the door, followed by Aggie, to investigate. A few seconds after they ran out the door, I heard a scream from the infirmary. I ran inside to find Padme holding her lightsaber and Rainbowstar holding a blaster, both of which were aimed at a young male bunny with stitches up his side. I felt like screaming.
‘This place is going crazy. First we have another recruit. Then we find Enceladus outside on a cellphone. And now we have a bunny in the infirmary, who probably came in through that blasted Back Door! What is this world coming to? Oh, and I should really shut that Back Door.’
The bunny then spoke and said that his name was Fred and Rainbowstar had saved him before so now he was here to help us.
“Fred! How did you get here?” squealed Rainbowstar.
“Though the Back Door- it was open.”
“I’ll go close it,” I said, making my appearance known. “Do you think you could deal with this bunny, Rainbowstar?”
“Oh yes – he’s a nicegoodius. That is obvious.”
I left the infirmary and walked to the Back Door which by this point was wide open. I was just about to close it when Groundhog and Aggie trooped in dragging Enceladus.
“We have a traitor,” growled Aggie.
“No! Please no! You don’t understand!” I cried.
“Yes, I do.” Aggie growled. “You’ve been giving away our location. Any minute now the bunnies could come.”
“Now,” Groundhog said. “Are you ding this of your free will, or we you hypnotised?”
“Free will. I thought the bunnies could bring peace to earth. They would replace human rulers with their supeior knowlege.” I said “And I still do! The bunnies can bring peace!”
“Hypnosis” Groundhog said to Aggie. “Definitly hypnosis. It’s the only safe way to make sure he doesn’t go back to the bunnies”
“NO!” I screamed as they dragged me into the kitchen “NOO!”
Groundhog set me down, and I fell asleep.
((As I’m asleep now, I’ll talk in 3rd person from now on))
((Well, I thought I understood everything that was going on, but I guess I was wrong…. Koppar is a traitor, isn’t she? Or…. not? And Enceladus is a traitor too? Ack…
Oh, well. Might as well RP anyway, since I guess what people are doing right now at the base doesn’t affect me right now…
23-That sounds funny. Actually, I kind of dimly remember me and my best friend doing something similar a couple years ago… Maybe it’s just built into kids’ programming that they have to make fun of Burger King at some point in their childhood or something. ))
ARMADA:
“Thanks,” I said to the bunnified (or was she?) girl as we all crowded into the elevator that would take us to the surface–and, hopefully, to freedom. “No offense, but… how is that possible, that you were able to do that? I mean, I thought being bunnified meant that you were… well, bunnified. That was amazing, you being able to fight it off like that…”
The girl shrugged and blushed. “I really don’t know either.”
Kaye looked around and shivered. “I’ll be glad when we’re out of here. That woman ((Lilis)) really scared me.” Then she turned to look at William II. “Um… Who are you? Thanks for rescuing us. I was getting pretty hopeless back there.”
William shrugged. “No problem. Don’t freak out or anything, but… I’m William’s son.”
Kaye stared at him. “But… you’re good! And human!”
“Yeah, I know. It’s a long story.”
Just then, the elevator stopped, and the door opened. We all stepped out, looking around cautiously for bunnies.
((I’ve got to go soon, so I think I’ll end there.))
I was jerked awake by a noise outside my door. Someone was screaming. I furrowed by eyebrows, listening. After a moment, I scooped up my lightsaber, which had fallen, and walked out, following the noise. A few Resistance members were there, gathered around someone on the floor. I moved closer, looking down at the prone figure. Enceladus. Suddenly, I was filled with a hate, running through me, nearly overwhelming me. The boy who had tortured me nearly every waking moment, lying there on the floor before me. I had thought I escaped from him, and here he was. Will he never leave me alone? I stood there, unnoticed, for a moment, before leaving. I went back to bed, wishing I could be as calm as I had been just minutes before. If I had to have one thing from my lost life, why did it have to be Enceladus?
((Wait, I knew you before? And, umm, I thought Groundhog was hypnotising me!))
Groundhog floated around in Enceladus’s head, using his mind-figure (read the original BA w/ the black bunny) and looking for the part of Enceladus’s mind that obeyed the bunnies. Suddenly, he saw something. Enceladus’s free will had a pink splotch in the middle. He swam over to it, pulled out the pink splotch it his free will. Unfortunately, the rest came out too. There was an explosion in Enceladus’s head, destroying the hypnosis, and pushing Groundhog back a few feet.
“What happened?” Callista asked.
“He liked the bunnies. He was helpling of his own free will. I tried to make him hate the bunnies, but I destroyed his free will. He has no will of his own. Well, he might, but he won’t be very smart. At all” Groundhog said worriedly.
Enceladus woke up. “Me want juice!” he exclaimed.
(( This is gonna be fun to write as a zombified boy. I wonder how Callista will feel?…))
((Okay, time to de-confuzzle a few people. A whole host of things have been going on at the same time and I had difficulty keeping up. I tried to tie it all together in post 28 (the really long one).
Chronology of current events:
> Enceladus is talking on his cell phone
>TGYPWYA finds Enceladus
> Doorbell rings. Kitty opens it and Koppar enters.
> TGYPWYA comes inside and tells Kitty that Enceladus is outside on a cell phone.
> Groundhog and Aggie are alerted of the Enceladus’s doings and run outside.
> A scream comes from the infirmary. Kitty runs in to find Padme and Rainbowstar confronting a nicegoodius bunny named Fred who came in through the infamous Back Door.
> Kitty leaves to close that Door. Before she can, Groundhog and Aggie come in dragging the traitorous Enceladus.
> Calista is awakened by all the noise and comes out to find the ring of people around Enceladus. Starts a plot twist by connecting Enceladus to her life before showing up in the Resistance (a life story that we don’t know about yet).
> Enceladus is hypnotized by Groundhog and her mindshape roots through his head, accidentally destroying his free will while trying to get rid of the pink spotch in the midst of it (BTW, Groundhog just told me that she’ll be able to reverse this process whenever you want, since you probably want to act dim for a while).
> All the while, Lilis is sitting on Alcatraz watching William escape with Armada, Kaye, Juliet, and Daisy (don’t forget to happen upon Sam!).
I hope this has helped.
((SFTDP!))
KITTYMINE
I slammed the Door shut after the others and locked it firmly. I joined the others just as Groundhog was announcing that she had accidentally destroyed Enceladus’s free will. Oops.
“You’ll be able to fix that, won’t you?” I asked as Enceladus said,“Me want juice!â€
“I should be able to – I’ll have to look into it a bit more first. But for now he’s stuck like that. I suppose it’s a good thing. But after we get it back, if he’s still inclined to help the bunnies we’ll have to wipe his mind so he won’t remember us and kick him out. But hopefully we won’t need to do that.”
((SFTTP, but I forgot – Koppar is GOOD!! She’s the daughter of General Valentine.))
“I know this bunny,” I explained to Padme. “After the big battle, I found him dying and brought him in.”
“I was in the bunny army against my will,” Fred added. “Being nicegoodius is no excuse – all bunnies are expected to kill humans. I had a chance to shoot a human, but I couldn’t bring myself to. General Pinkear slashed me with a lightsaber and left me to die. After all of you evacuated, the medibots had made me well enough to travel. The back door was unlocked, and here I am.”
((Ah, yes. Sam.))
The coast looked clear, and we headed out into another hallway. The air was fresher here, so I assumed this was the top level.
As I followed at the back of the group, I got to thinking about what the woman had said. ((Daisy doesn’t know your name yet…)). My head was getting clearer, it was true, but I could still feel the presence of the bunnifying gas. However, it wasn’t nearly as strong as it was before.
Suddenly the sound of feet was heard around the corner. We all backed into an adjacent hallway and got ready to ambush the approachers.
((Ack, writers block. Let’s have Sam be in the approaching group of bunnies, shall we?))
((Yes, you knew me before, didn’t you remember me? No? Ah well, I just inserted a small thing known as a ‘plot twist’. You see, this enables me to have an excuse for wanting to attack you every time I see you, which all in all, makes for a much more interesting character, don’t you agree? Yeah, I still need to figure out exactly what he did. I have vague ideas, but I’m not quite sure. Anyway, sorry if my memories portray you as a bit of a villain, I assume that since you wanted to be a bunny sympathizer, you don’t object too much.))
I tossed and turned, trying to get to sleep. It was impossible. After another few moments, I stopped trying, stood up, and went back into the kitchen. A woman I was pretty sure was known as ‘Groundhog’ was standing over him, eyes closed. I watched. A moment later, Enceladus twitched, and the woman’s eyes snapped open. “What happened?” I asked.
“He liked the bunnies. He was helping of his own free will. I tried to make him hate the bunnies, but I destroyed his free will. He has no will of his own. Well, he might, but he won’t be very smart. At allâ€
I watched him jerk awake, and proclaim, “Me want juice!”
One of the other people asked, “You’ll be able to fix that, won’t you?”
They continued their conversation, but I didn’t listen. After watching Enceladus for a moment, I spoke up, “I don’t think you want to fix him.” I smirked, slightly. “Trust me, he’s much nicer this way.”
LILIS
I set my laptop on the table, turning the view to Full Screen so I could watch whatever was going on in the DOH. It was imperative that I should know – I generally make a point to time my ambushes well. I suspected that there would be a small skimish as the prisoners escaped, but hopefully not too large – I wanted to destroy those Resistance members myself.
PADME
“Oh, well okay. Hello Fred. I’m Padme.”
“Nice to meet you. Say, you look a bit familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?”
“Did you work at an orphanage 8 or 9 years ago?”
“No… some other bunnies I knew did. I was forced to work in the DOH – in the torture chambers.” Fred shuddered. “Sometimes there were kids there too – little ones who were being dragged in by black bunnies. Luckily for me the dragging bunnies were usually macho or something so they’d want to torture the kid themselves.”
“Then you might have seen me a few times,” I said. “I tended to be one of those “little ones” who was being dragged in. I was 4 or 5 years old at the time. I was a bit rebellious.”
“What you want me do?” Enceladus said. ((I have to write in 3rd person, I don’t write well when the narrator is stupid)) “Just sit. Wait” Groundhog said. “Okay.” Enceladus replied. He sat dumbly in the corner. Callista said to Groundhog “I’m gald he’s like this now. You have NO idea how annoying he was.” “Yeah, but it’s sorta unfair to him. He does deserve a life, doesn’t he?” Groundhog said. “You know what? I think I’ll fix him tommorrow. We need more recruits.” “Fine.” Callista replied “It’s your fault if he’s a jerk.”
((Could you fix me quickly? I want to annoy Callista. Well, not really, but my character does. ))
KOPPAR
“You know, if you need help getting him back to normal, I can do mind-shape de-hypnotizing,” I said.
“Really?” one of the adults asked.
“Yeah. Dad taught me how to,” I responded.
I got one of those annoying feelings–you know, like there’s something you need to remember and can’t. Then I did. Remember, that is.
“Um, Kittymine? Dad said to give this to one of the Resistance members from the first apocalypse if–if I got here and he didn’t. I don’t know what it says. I think it’s important.”
((I have absolutely no idea what should be in there. It does seem like it should be important.))
KANINEN
I flipped through the security cameras. After all, if the Resistance was circling the DoH, there was no telling where else they could be.
((40- You know, if ZVX were here, he’d be having a fit. But he’s not in the house. In fact, he hasn’t been posting lately. Hmm…))
((Um… I’m not an expert, but if Enceladus lost his free will, wouldn’t that mean that he just can’t make his own choices? I know this may seem slightly irrelevant, as it looks like were gonna fix him, but I just realized it.))
Could someone please bring me back in the story somehow? I never post here, but I like being PPd (PP’d? PPed? PP’ed?).
((44- I can probably do that.
42- Why?
((OOPS! Accidental post. Anyway… And now, prepare to discover exactly what made Callista hate Enceladus so much. *dramatic music*))
Callista:
I felt my way back to bed, my thoughts still on Enceladus. Seeing him again brought back all the memories… I shoved them aside, knowing that it would do me no good, remembering the past over the present. After making sure that the door I stopped at was my room, I went inside, switchng on the lights. I looked around, searching for something… There. I crossed over to the computer monitor set in to the wall. Pulling up a music player, I searched through the list of albums, looking for something I liked. Aha. Selecting the Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring, soundtrack, I set it to play very quietly, and climbed in to bed. Soon enough I was asleep. But Enceladus followed me. Even in to my very dreams.
I stood there, the new girl at school. Alone and afraid. Six years old, starting school in the middle of the year, she just wanted to sit down and cry. Then, a friendly face came up. “Hi. I’m Crystal. Who are you? You’re new.” She paused, waiting for an answer.
“I’m Callista.”
“Callista? Nice name. It sounds a lot like Crystal.” She kept talking, staying with Callista, showing her where everything was. Then, a group of boys showed up. They varied in size, some larger, and some smaller. Callista looked at them in wonder, to absorbed to notice Crystal melting away into the crowd. Then, the boy in the center spoke. “You’re new.”
“Yes. I’m Callista, who are you?”
The boy laughed. It sounded… Wrong, somehow. “I’m Enceladus. Leader of the Moons. I don’t care who you are. Wanna hear about the Moons?”
“I don’t care who they are.”
He reached out and punched her. “I’ll make you care.”
She was ready with an angry retort, when she suddenly realized she was alone. Crystal had vanished. Without friends, without a supporter against the enemy. she lost her resolve and ran.
I woke, breathing heavily. I had just relived a scene from her childhood. The beginning of her troubles. Her face clouded. If Crystal had stayed, she might have been able to convince Enceladus and his ‘Moons’ that she wasn’t one to be bullied. If she had kept on talking anyway, she might not have been a target. But she had run away, and so made herself the target for four years of bullying. She dismally remembered every detail… No. She told herself firmly. Don’t think about that. Just don’t. Lying back down, she listened to the music still playing in the background. After a moment, she identified the track. A Knife in the Dark. Smiling slightly, she closed her eyes, and went back to sleep, and if she dreamed at all, she didn’t remember it.
((Okay, I just officially put myself out until we decide to make it the next day. Could that be soon, P*ease? Anyway, I think that’s not all of the story, so more coming later.))
Wow. You guys are awesome! Wow. Sorrry Im new. Cool! Can I join? Probably not but just wanted to ask. Wow! Sorry about saying wow all the time.
Please use a different username, as I am sensitive to “name plagiarism”. This isn’t an obligation, but I would prefer if you made your blogname something like “I Love Muse” or something. (I bet you can think of a lot more that are better…) Again, no pressure, but I would greatly appreciate it.
((Sorry I was so mean!!))
((Yay, MB is back ! I just read all the comments and am back…))
Syara (in an arwing):
I turned on the radio, twisting the nob ’til I found the HPB frequency.
“This is Syara. I’m back.” Now it was official.
“My old “friend” Syara ! I knew you would get over your jedi phase soon. We have a lot to discuss-fly to location gamma 3, arm up and head over to Alcatraz. Some resistance friends of yours are causing trouble there-I want them all alive. Meet Lillis-she’ll give you the details.”
“Roger that.”
“Oh, and Syara, I’d prefer if this time our partnership wouldn’t end in you having an unfortunate accident like last time, only more fatal.”
He laughed.
If this was the last chance-So be it ! This was my choice.
Selena:
What I would describe is “organized, contained mayhem” was going on around me. Someone screamed, someone came in by the back door… I did what I always did in such situations-duck and try not to be noticed. I decided to go upstairs and get Syara…
When I got to our room, the window was open. A cold, strong wind blew in from the window, instantly chilling me. But what scared me more was that the room was empty. A piece of paper sailed across the room and hit my foot. On it were troop strengths, locations, codes-all sorts of details about the HPB, including my access codes. At the bottom of the paper, in scribbled writing:
I’m sorry
That was it. No why, nothing. Just two words-as if that could make up for the billions of questions I wanted to ask her. She’d freed me, and now stranded me with some people I didn’t know. What if they turned me over to the HPBs ? Syara had vouched for me-before she left. All I had was the word of a traitor.
I threw myself on my bed, pummeling the pillow ruthlessly. Syara wasn’t bunnified-the note had been clear and coherent. Why had she betrayed the resistance- and the HPBs then ? Note the contradicition: first she tells the resistance all the codes and secrets of the HPBs, then she betrays us.
Suddenly I noticed something under the pillow- Syara’s old disc/medallion, battered and worn. I touched it tenatively. It had no more memories, no hidden magic-a cold piece of metal where my aunt should have been. It´s all Xeers fault ! I thought savagely. An he’ll pay for it-somehow.
Bt now I was cold, small and alone. I grabbed two blankets and a pillow and marched over to the corridor which lead to most of the bedrooms. I didn’t want to stay in that cold, empty place so I spread out my things on the corridor next to the stairs. No-one noticed since they all were busy downstairs. I curled up in my blanket and fell asleep instantly.
((I’m going to attempt to fix Enceladus’ free will now…))
“Hmmm…” I muttered to myself. “That doesn’t happen normally. I wonder if there was something wrong with his free will in the first place…” I grabbed Enceladus by the arm and led him into a side room in the infirmary, and gave him some juice to keep him quiet. Then I began to probe his mind, examining the area where his free will had been. It appeared that the area had been weakened by the pinkness that had been there. That was extremely odd. Even when I had been debunnifying the victims from the last war, none of their brains had been weakened, in whole or in part. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that he had let the bunnies into his brain willingly, meaning that his brain wouldn’t fight back against any bunny influence. The victims from the last war hadn’t wanted to be bunnified, so their brains would have resisted any permanent assimilation, and the bunnification would have just been a sort of personality patch. I stimulated the empty free will area, and it started to grow, slowly. I estimated that it would take a few hours for the growth to complete, so I retreated from Enceladus’ mind, and waited, watching for any signs of complications.
((I’m going to write this as if the hypnosis got rid of my memories. Short term OR long term, you decide.))
When I woke up, I didn’t know where I was. Or who I was for that matter. Or who the people standing around me were. I had no reccolection of anything that had happened before that minute I woke up. People were staring at me, some worried, some confused, and one looking incredibly angrily at me. Why is she so angry with me? I wondered. i haven’t met her before. Heck, I don’t even know who she is! I said weakly “Where am I? Who are you? Who am I?” The girl who was looking angrily at me eyes widened, and looked horrified. Then, and sly smile came over her face. I wondered What was she going to do with me?
((Trailer update:
I have successfully made an HPB and am attempting to make ZVX. But his head looks all wrong and out of proportion. *destroys ugly clay head* *thinks* *has idea* *runs to computer*))
((I was looking at the title and suddenly reminded of Star Trek: The Next Generation.))
(( What do you think it was SUPPOSED to remind you of?))
((I don’t KNOW! Geez.
BTW, I noticed a small error in my character description that I never fixed. William isn’t 14 going on 15; he’s just 14.
I-Man, could we persuade you to shorten your name, please? These paragraph-long names really clog up Recent Comments.
((Maybe it could be :
I-Man ((WII, OSWS, wjripaswPiov/b/e.))
))
((…. that last bit made no sense at all.))
Sure.
“Welcome back to the real world, Enceladus. Now why were you spying…” I paused as I considered his look of complete confusion. “Um… Your name is Enceladus. Do you remember anything?”
“No… what do you mean?” he responded, still obviously confused.
“You know, anything, um… The Resistance? Hot-Pink-Bunnies? War? Is any of this ringing a bell?” I offered hesitantly. He stared at me quizzically. I turned to Groundhog.
“I’m not sure what went wrong,” she replied. “His brain seemed weakened from the bunny influence, but I’d never seen that before.” She paused and pondered something. “This is probably just temporary memory loss. But it’s possible- unlikely, but possible- that when the bunnies tampered with his brain, they changed some structure. They may have added a pathogen or something else that would erase his memory if someone tried to remove the bunnies’ influence, like we did. That way, they wouldn’t have to worry about captives spilling their secrets to us.”
“Hmm.” Then I noticed that Callista was looking mischievous. “Hey, don’t get any ideas. Nobody’s messing with his mind until we know what’s wrong with him.” I realized a problem with what I had said and rephrased it. “I mean, no messing with his memory even after we’ve figured out what’s wrong with him.”
((Well, that was longer than I expected.))
The person talking to me ((I-man)) said “Let’s test your memory. What planet are you on?” “Earth.” I replied instantly “where else could I be?” The conversation went on like this:
“What’s your name?”
“I have no idea.”
“Who has taken over the world?”
“The world’s been taken over?”
“Yes. Who was America’s first president?”
“Who was what’s first what?”
“Never mind. What is 2+2?”
“4”
“What do you make guacamole out of?”
“Avacados”
“What music don’t bunnies like?”
“Ummm….. loud music?”
“What color are bunnies?”
“What ARE bunnies?”
He turned away and said to someone “He seems not to know any information that could hurt or is about the bunnies. They DEFINETLY did this on purpose.”
((I will now include a character description:
Age: 14
Physical description: tall, slender, brown hair, a dark, brooding look.
Personality: Lives by the rule ‘An eye for an eye, and ear for an ear’
Likes/Dislikes: Cannot STAND intelligent girls.))
((I am in the DOH! Geez…))
“An eye for an eye; making the whole world blind.”
– Mahatma Gandhi
*Rawr* I’m an intelligent girl.
…Your character is going to get a hard time from all of the girls in the Resistance.
((52- Did you get me? Armada, age 25, single (I got rid of Alix and Jared– they were annoying me. ), jawlength red/orange hair, hazel eyes, 5’7″. You can figure out the character stuff. I wrote a really detailed character description when I was on the boat and bored, but I can’t find it now and it’s kind of too long anyway. (I used the Script Frenzy worksheet that I had on my Kindle, so it’s, like, four pages long.)
Um, by the way, are you actually in BA:TNG, or are you just doing a trailer of it for fun? Either one is cool.
54-
56- *hands on hips* *glares* I’m an intelligent girl…
‘Kay, I-Man, could you please post something? I’m having mild writers’ block right now, as well as being kind of unsure as to where we are….))
((Okay. Gotta get used to this. Blog looks different + been gone on and off so I missed a bit. *shakes head as if to dislodge water* Okay, I think I’ve got it here.))
((Oh, a notice: I’ve told my best friend all about BA and BA:TNG and she thought it sounded like fun. Problem – she can’t post. So I’ll be making a character for her and posting as that character also. That will bring my total number of characters up to 4. I’m not sure what the backround for her character will be yet so I’ll tell you when I’m entering him (her character will be male) into the story.))
((45- Well, at the beginning of BA:TNG when we got to the Trench, ZVX read out the rules and the punishments for breaking them. Punishement that were rather severe and painful. So if he had been around when we found out that Enceladus was a traitor, he might have done something very nasty…))
((47- Sure! Just figure out a character, backstory, etc. and join. Oh, you should probably read post 6 of this part so that you know the storyline and posts 33 and 35 for current events.))
KITTYMINE
I took the envelope from Koppar. It was stamped with General Valentine’s crest. Slitting it open, I pulled out a letter and a sheaf of papers.
PADME
Fred chuckled. “Good for you then, if you were irritating the others. But I’m sorry you went through such torture.”
“Thank you,” I replied, pushing away the thoughts that threatened to engulf me. “Is there anything we can do for that gash of yours?
LILIS
My radio crackled to life. Again. This was getting annoying.
“Syara is coming for briefing on the current situation.”
“Roger.” I tossed the radio onto the seat next to me, turning back to the screen just in time to see the escaping band reach the hangar area. At the same time, a group of bunnies came into view and in their ranks was…
“This is crazy. What on earth are they doing putting a little kid like that in a fighting scene? Worst tactical decision ever.” I leaned in a bit more toward the screen. I couldn’t wait to see how this would play out.
We stepped out into the hangar just to see another pack of bunnies appear. Daisy and I took them all out except for one small kid. He had been hanging back from fighting us and looked somewhat frightened now that he was alone. He also seemed somewhat familiar…
I knelt down, hands out, and said calmingly, “It’s OK. We’re not going to hurt you.” After a quick talk, we convinced him to come with us, and the 6 of us climbed into a small ship.
“I don’t like this,” I muttered. “No doubt Lilis was following our movements; but she hasn’t done anything.”
I shuddered at the memory of my last meeting with her. I wasn’t looking forward to seeing her again, as I was sure we would.
‘Just another reason why being on the bunnies side is safer,’ my bunny-self thought smugly from inside my head. ‘The Resistance has dangerous enemies.’
I scowled. At least we’re on our way back to the base, where I can get rid of you.’ I thought back savagely.
The bunny-me just leered.
Aside, I considered; ‘Conversations with self. Not a good sign for my sanity.’
((Enceladus, it’s “an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth”. No wonder your character can’t stand intelligent girls.))
KANINEN
((I need to know what Operation Iblis is, so I’m letting I-Man, Armada, Daisy, and Sam get back to base. Isn’t that nice of me?! ))
KOPPAR
((I’m starting to come up with an idea of what the letter might be about…however, it would involve going to Koppar’s house. Is this okay with people?))
((We’re getting there, don’t worry.))
Syara:
I landed my arwing in the hangar and ran towards the fugitives, hoping Lillis would pick me up. Maybe I could try and trick the resistance members and lure them into a trap. Or help the bunnies. Either way, I was going in.
Selena:
*sleeps*
((61- fine with me.))
((62- Am I correct you going to the DOH to get weapons and then lead the fugitives into a trap?))
((Guys, you know the nested comment thing? Well my computer, for frustrating reasons, isn’t showing the REPLY button and the Avatars are chopped in half. So for now I will reply to other comments the old fashioned way until I figure out what’s going on (any ideas, GAPAs?) ))
((Ummm…. writers block. try and post later.))
Are you using Internet Explorer?
((Can I join? Or is it to far underway…?))
((I’m just plain lost. Can somebody help me out here or write me back in please?))
RAINBOWSTAR:
The anesthetic in my leg was starting to wear off. I wondered if I could walk. Gingerly, trying not to bend my rib cage, I pushed myself out of the bed. Sharp pain shot through my leg when my foot first hit the floor, but I shifted my weight so it dulled. Wincing at the puckered skin around the stitches that laced my flesh together, I limped across the room. I had no intention of lying in bed while my comrades battled the bunnies. I was going to heal.
((63) Syara is already armed. At first, I wanted her to meet Lillis, but then decided to make a dramatic betrayal. Maybe she could lure the resistance members somewhere, then ambush them with Lillis help.
64) Yes, go ahead. Think of a story, read post 6 and then just post.))
Syara:
I ran towards the fugitives. “Wait for me !” I shouted.
“Syara ?” asked William. “You’re here too ?”
“Yes, and I think I know a shortcut. This hangar has video and remote artillery. Even if we get a ship, the HPBs will just close the bast doors. But there’s a smaller hangar in back- I’m sure that it isn’t guarded heavily. And if I recall correctly, the doors aren’t very strong. It’s our best bet.”
Selena:
I slept fitfully, drifting of but waking up when my feet hit the railing hard. Downstairs people were shouting, then they calmed down. The floor wasn’t very comfortable, but I didn’t want to go back into the empty room or get mixed up in the fight downstairs. I probably should tell them that Syara betrayed us, but I was to numb to do anything.
((67 – I had a good idea… maybe you could pretend you’re still on our side, we all get out in a ship, then you attack us inside.))
I nodded and we all followed Syara. There was a nagging feeling in my head, however. I couldn’t quite place it, but it was definitely trouble.
We entered the small hanger and found another ship. Me, Daisy, and Syara took the controls while Armada, kaye, Juliet, and Sam waited in a safe part of the ship.
There was something most definately off about Syara. She was tense, as if she were about to spring. ‘Nervous…’ I thought. ‘But why?’
The bunny-me cackled, but spoke nothing.
I decided to play it safe. Letting a glazed look settle in my pink eyes, I sat blandly before the controls as William started the ship.
((63.1- No, I’m using MSN Explorer- Premium.))
((66- There isn’t a battle going on… or are you talking about just getting well quickly so that if one comes up, you’ll be ready? And Fred is still in the infirmary.))
((65- You are in the hidden base under Groudhog’s house. Here is what has been going on.
Chronology of current events:
> Enceladus is talking on his cell phone
>TGYPWYA finds Enceladus
> Doorbell rings. Kitty opens it and Koppar enters.
> TGYPWYA comes inside and tells Kitty that Enceladus is outside on a cell phone.
> Groundhog and Aggie are alerted of the Enceladus’s doings and run outside.
> A scream comes from the infirmary. Kitty runs in to find Padme and Rainbowstar confronting a nicegoodius bunny named Fred who came in through the infamous Back Door.
> Kitty leaves to close that Door. Before she can, Groundhog and Aggie come in dragging the traitorous Enceladus.
> Calista is awakened by all the noise and comes out to find the ring of people around Enceladus. Starts a plot twist by connecting Enceladus to her life before showing up in the Resistance (a life story that we don’t know about yet).
> Enceladus is hypnotized by Groundhog and her mindshape roots through his head, accidentally destroying his free will while trying to get rid of the pink spotch in the midst of it.
> Callista reveals why she hates Enceladus.
> Syara leaves a note for Selena and leaves, deserting the Resistance and returing to the bunny side.
> Groundhog attempts to fix Enceladus, but he loses his memory (it is temporary) due to bunnies fiddling with his brain stucture.
> Koppar hands Kitty a message from her father (unknown content as of yet)
> William, Armada, Kaye, Juliet, and Daisy collect Sam from a brigade of bunnies.
> Syara comes to the DOH, catches up with William and Co. and they enter an Arwing, Syara planing to lure them into a trap.
> Lilis is stationed on Alcatraz and is planning to ambush William and Co. Knows what Syara is up to.
Aggie, you were last seen dragging in the traitorous Enceladus, so it would make sense that you are part of the group (TGYPWYA, Groundhog, Callista) that are currently dealing with Enceladus (Kitty and Koppar are there to, only they’re dealing with the Letter from Valentine). ))
LILIS
I watched the group take out the bunnies, leaving the small boy alone. The older male held out a hand to the boy. A few words were exchanged and the boy went with the group. They a new person showed up – a girl. I zoomed in on her face, snapping a picture and matching it with the bunny files – Syara. Perfect. She boarded an Arwing with the others and they flew off. I turned of my laptop and picked up my radio, turning it on again. It wouldn’t do for Syara to contact me and not know it.
Thanks very much
((68- Why? That doesn’t make all that much sense, that Daisy, who is fighting the bunny influence, should get control of the ship. But, whatever. It just makes it kind of hard for me to initiate Syara’s attack, which I was going to do now. I can wait, however. *waits*))
lessee…I need a summary…
SAM:
Several bunnies were taking me down the hall to a room where I’d learn to use a blaster. Suddenly, they all cocked their ears as if hearing something. They pressed flat against the wall, pushing me into the same position. A few seconds later, I heard footsteps. Resistance members!
Several un-Enlightened bipeds came around the corner. Each one had a weapon, but luckily so did we. My lightsaber’s power to cause a slow and painful death made up for my lack in size and training.
We stared at each other for a long moment, until one of the bunnies fired his blaster. In seconds the air was thick with lasers and bullets. But for some reason, they weren’t shooting at me. Did they believe me to be a friend to the Resistance? Well, I’d show them.
I slashed at the bipeds with my lightsaber. Their lives meant nothing. They were anti-lagomorphs, and they deserved to die. “Your mother – ” began one of them before being forced to duck away from my lightsaber. Mother. Did I ever have a mother? I lowered the lightsaber, lost in thought. For some reason, the word reminded me of the blond female biped, the one I’d first seen after being Enlightened. The one with blue eyes like mine.
Something sharp struck my arm. I dropped the lightsaber and looked down to see a small dart embedded in the skin. It was a Resistance weapon, the one that cruelly un-Enlightened the members of our cause. What was it called? Debunnification dart.
Then darkness engulfed my vision, and I fell to the floor, unconscious.
I heard Armada come out of the back of the ship. As she walked over to William, I barely heard as she murmured, “Is it safe to let Daisy at the controls? She’s still bunnified…”
Out of the corner of my eye I saw William glance at me quickly. “Hmm. That’s very true,” he said.
Before anyone could do anything, I turned abruptly to Armada, saying, “I don’t exactly know how to fly a ship. Would you take over for me?” My voice was still flat, I noticed sourly.
Looking relieved, Armada took my seat while I went to the back of the ship.
((74- Thanks a bunch, Daisy*. That’s incredibly helpful. Maybe I’ll wait for a bit anyway, though….
Groundhog: I need you to write a prologue to BA, including your paraphrasing Aragorn speech and ideally some backstory about the bunny takeover and the Resistance. On your own time, I’m not in a rush. You can post it here when you’re done. (I really hope that worked, otherwise I’m gonna look like an idiot.) Thanks a ton.))
((Happy to be of service! Plus, I just recalled that Daisy doesn’t remember where the new base is… ))
I don’t know if this is the right thread to post this, but a friend of mine wrote something rather odd, and it has hot pink bunnies in it…here it is:
It all started when our tall uber geek, Mark, woke up in a haunted thicket. It was the fifth time it had happened. Feeling exceedingly displeased, Mark tried to inhale a pile of old incense ashes, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Before he even opened his second eye, he realized that his beloved mp3 player was missing! Immediately he called his bed-friend, Dima. Mark had known Dima for (plus or minus) 200,000 years, the majority of which were striking ones. Dima was unique. He was outgoing though sometimes a little… selfish… and annoying…. Mark called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.
Dima picked up to a very unhappy Mark. Dima calmly assured him that most South American hissing sloths grimace before mating, yet spotted wolf hamsters usually sassily cringe *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Mark. Why was Dima trying to distract Mark? Because he had snuck out from Mark’s with the mp3 player only seven days prior. The player was filled with all his favorite songs… how could he resist?
It didn’t take long before Mark got back to the subject at hand: his mp3 player. Dima panicked. Relunctantly, Dima invited him over, assuring him they’d find the mp3 player. Mark grabbed his ziploc full of notes passed in math class and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Dima realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the mp3 player and he had to do it thoughtfully. He figured that if Mark took the curb-jumping ghetto sled (Impala), he had take at least six minutes before Mark would get there. But if he took the mini van? Then Dima would be abundantly screwed.
Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Dima was interrupted by eleven dimwitted hot pink bunnys that were lured by his mp3 player. Dima turned red; ‘Not again’, he thought. Feeling angered, he deftly reached for his dull pencil and aimlessly poked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent–the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the bush, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That’s when he heard the mini van rolling up. It was Mark.
—-o0o—-
As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Texaco to pick up some cream soda, so he knew he was running late. With a inept leap, Mark was out of the mini van and went explosively jaunting toward Dima’s front door. Meanwhile inside, Dima was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the mp3 player into a box of ripened avocados and then slid the box behind his refrigerator. Dima was worried, but at least the mp3 player was concealed. The doorbell rang.
‘Come in,’ Dima wildly purred. With a apt push, Mark opened the door. ‘Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some insensitive rationality-deprived retard in a neighborhood-terrorizing crotch rocket,’ he lied. ‘It’s fine,’ Dima assured him. Mark took a seat uncomfortably close to where Dima had hidden the mp3 player. Dima yawned trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. ‘Uhh, can I get you anything?’ he blurted. But Mark was distracted. With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, Dima noticed a oafish look on Mark’s face. Mark slowly opened his mouth to speak.
‘…What’s that smell?’
Dima felt a stabbing pain in his love handle when Mark asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the mp3 player right by his oscillating fan. ‘Wh-what? I don’t smell anything..!’ A lie. A funny-smelling look started to form on Mark’s face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. ‘Th-th-those are just my grandma’s carrots from when she used to have pet Indonesian devil cats. She, uh…dropped ’em by here earlier’. Mark nodded with fake acknowledgement…then, before Dima could react, Mark thoughtfully lunged toward the box and opened it. The mp3 player was plainly in view.
Mark stared at Dima for what what must’ve been eight nanoseconds. A few freaknasty minutes later, Dima groped scandalously in Mark’s direction, clearly desperate. Mark grabbed the mp3 player and bolted for the door. It was locked. Dima let out a eccentric chuckle. ‘If only you hadn’t been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Mark,’ he rebuked. Dima always had been a little abrasive, so Mark knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Dima did something crazy, like… start chucking bananas at him or something. He gripped his mp3 player tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.
Dima looked on, blankly. ‘What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.’ Silence from Mark. ‘And to think, I varnished that window frame eleven days ago…it never ends!’ Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Mark. ‘Oh. You ..okay?’ Still silence. Dima walked over to the window and looked down. Mark was gone.
—-o0o—-
Just yonder, Mark was struggling to make his way through the fanstic pumpkin patch behind Dima’s place. Mark had severely hurt his armpit during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral hot pink bunnys suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the mp3 player. One by one they latched on to Mark. Already weakened from his injury, Mark yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of hot pink bunnys running off with his mp3 player.
About two hours later, Mark awoke, his head throbbing. It was dark and Mark did not know where he was. Deep in the enchanting lemur-infested moor, Mark was abnormally lost. With fist clenched and teeth gnashed, he remembered that his mp3 player was taken by the hot pink bunnys. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That’s when, to his horror, a big hot pink bunny emerged from the bush. It was the alpha hot pink bunny. Mark opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the hot pink bunny sunk its teeth into Mark’s fingernail. With a faint groan, the life escaped from Mark’s lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure.
Less than nine miles away, Dima was entombed by anguish over the loss of the mp3 player. ‘MY PRECIOUS!!’ he cried, as he reached for a sharpened dull pencil. With a mighty thrust, he buried it deeply into his taint. As the room began to fade to black, he thought about Mark… wishing he had found the courage to tell him that he loved him. But he would die alone that day. All that remained was the mp3 player that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn’s reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant hot pink bunnys, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would’ve lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end. :'(
((76- Erm.
…..))
((76 – ummm… not exactly. It would be better on the ‘Books in Progress’ thread or something. If you want to join BA, though, go ahead. Just find a relatively recent summary before plunging in)).
((SFTDP, but I wanted to write something.))
The radio crackled to life and someone said, “…ello? Repeat, is anyone on there?”
I said back, “This is William. Who are you?”
“This is ZVX and Cerre. You escaped the DOH, then? Anyone else?”
I did a quick head-count around the small, slightly cramped Arwing and reported, “Armada, Kaye, Juliet, Sam, Daisy, and Syara. If it’s not too much to ask, could you guide us to the new base? None of us knows where it is.”
“Sure. Out for now.” Another Arwing flew past us, and as Armada steered to follow it, I closed my eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.
“What’s that you’re holding in your hand, Melissa?
“Oh, it’s just a photo of me and my brother when we were young.” Suddenly he snatched it out of her hand. “…”
“…Is this who I think it is?”
“No… it’s not who you think… Xeer, take William and ru- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
I awoke with a start. Not a moment too soon – a lightsaber was two seconds away from impaling my head.
KANINEN
*is still checking security cameras, and is probably about to order the Arwings blown up*
KOPPAR
Kittymine pulled out a letter and a sheaf of papers, and began to read it out loud.
“To Whom it May Concern:
I write this on the tenth anniversary of the bunnies’ defeat. I believe they may be regrouping, but I haven’t contacted you about this in case it’s a false alarm. But if this letter gets delivered, they probably have.
My reason for this letter is: the bunnies have developed a new bunnification technique. Their scientists had just discovered the essence of a Hot-Pink Bunny when they were defeated, but their laboratories have not been destroyed completely. I managed to get my hands on some of the essence before it vanished–taken by surviving bunnies, no doubt.
This new technique involves lacing food or drink with HPB essence. Small doses will result in zombification, larger ones in bunnification, and extremely large ones will cause death. There does not appear to be any cure, as the process was designed to resist all debunnification attempts. I have done as much research as is humanly possible, and the sound-diary of one of the bunny scientists states:
‘Any Resistance medics trying debunnify the victims with the mind-shape approach will only succeed in destroying the free will, memory, and perhaps intellect of the victims. A perfectly foolproof system. Mwahahahahahahahahaha!’
I’ve included a tiny sample; not even enough to zombify someone, but hopefully enough for a cure to be developed. Good luck.
In Sincerity,
Gen. Valentine Rebellen
Postscript: The papers are my notes and transcripts of bunny scientists sound-notes. I’d have put a map to the surviving bunny lab, but I think I’ve already included enough vital information. The map is in one of the secret passages, the one with the 14-letter password. Koppar knows it.”
“I do know it,” I said. “It’s ‘Resisting Heart’, Dad’s codename.”
((Whoa, that was a long post!))
Syara:
I noticed that William II was dropping off- I quickly pushed the “seal doors” button on the dashboard as to cut the others off from the cockpit. Then I grabbed my lightsaber and hacked at William, the person nearest to me. He awoke just in time to save himself by falling backwards out of the chair, but the space in the arwing was to cramped for him to get up. I lowered my lightsaber, holding it with one hand as I drew my dartgun with the other, aiming at Armada.
“If either of you moves, both die. Xeer prefers live captives, but I’m not going to lose any sleep if someone gets hurt. The darts are poison, not stun, so don’t get cocky.” I added, for Armadas benefit. “Now turn this ship around. Any funny stuff and William here dies.”
Selena:
Something was wrong. Very wrong. I felt it like a sort of ache, but I couldn’t figure out what was happening. But maybe… I felt tired and deflated. I knew I should go downstairs, but I didn’t have the strength.
I smacked the video screen. Light on William’s end of the connection had just swiped across the camera that allowed me to see him as well as talk to him.
My worries were ended as my rear radar picked up seven Bunny Bombers closing the gap between us. Their less powerful blasters would be in range soon, and I would be pulverized on my port wing. If I swerved, then I might just be able to pull behind them and have excellent chance of success. The problem was that if I did it wrong then my Arwing would crack both wings from the pressure.
I made the swerve.
I chuckled and said, “You don’t know my brother, do you?”
Syara looked at me, puzzled, and I slowly got on one knee as I continued, “He’s going to want me alive. If you do kill us, you might as well kill yourself and save Xeer the trouble.”
She thought this over for a second, then smirked and said, “What if I kill Armada and keep you alive?” She turned her lightsaber so that both weapons were pointed at Armada. Then she quickly turned it back on me, to make sure I still didn’t do anything. So much for Plan A.
Mind, I did have a Plan B, but it was quite a bit riskier. I looked at Armada, and she looked back with a desperation in her eye that clearly said, “If you have a plan, do it.” Syara noticed this eye-to-eye and turned her attention on Armada again, and in that split-second I quickly lunged forward and attempted a Vulcan neck pinch on her. It worked, and she slumped down to the floor.
(( Name: Avalon Rigby (Just Avvi)
Description: Short red spikey hair with layers and side bangs, dark green eyes, a splash of freckles across her nose. Always wears a White Sox baseball cap, and usually wears jeans with any random shirt.
Age: 10
Force-sensitive: Yes.
Weapons: Two lightsabers, a disintegrator ray gun, and a regular M1911.
Faults: Doesn’t listen, really stubborn, quiet, can’t trust her a whole ton. Even though she is force sensitive, she is not very strong physically.
Good Points: Only tells the truth, but she won’t tell the whole truth. Witty, best with projectiles/long range weapons and stealth.
Is that good or should I change something? I’m thinking she sounds pretty Mary Sue-ish…))
((Hey! The comment box is back at the bottom! Yay!))
I looked at Enceladus carefully. It appeared that he had temporary amnesia. That was normal, given what his brain had just gone through. His memories would return in around half an hour though, so I decided to prepare him a bit. “I’m a friend.” I said to him. “You’ve just had some rather major changes going around in your mind, so you’ve temporarily lost your memory. It should return soon. I need to warn you–before you lost your memory, you nearly betrayed us. So while everyone else around here is technically a friend too, they might not be so friendly towards you.”
((81- Aren’t you heading for Alcatraz?))
((82- if you haven’t already, read post 70))
((84- I don’t think so… she does have flaws. Welcome!))
((73- I think originally Sam was convinced to go with William and Co, but I suppose that your plan is better. So for the sake of de-confuzzlement, let’s say that Sam is currently unconscious and being debunnified.))
KITTYMINE
I handed the now-read letter to Groundhog.
“Groundhog, since you are the Foaly department here, you should probably read this.” She looked up.
“What? Sorry, I was talking to Enceladus.”
“I said, ‘since you are the Foaly department here, you should probably read this’.” I held out the letter. She read through it.
“This is good. I’ll get working on it tomorrow. And why isn’t everyone in bed at this hour? It’s almost midnight!” I took the hint and we all split up. After 10 minutes, the hideout was dark and silent.
LILIS
Syara voice started issuing out of my communicator – she must have had her’s turned on. This was convienient, since I wanted to know what was going on and I didn’t have video feed. She started threatening the fugitives, and then there was a thud, followed by a crackled as the communicator hit the floor. Sounded like Syara had been knocked out. Shame. Ah well, I’d just have to do things myself. I sat up and walked back to the cockpit, carrying my communicator. I smiled to myself as I reviewed the plan in my head.
‘The Arwing will fly over Alcatraz on it’s way to California. My pod is hidden and camouflaged, impossible to see in the pitch darkness. Once the Arwing is in range, I will shoot it’s fuel tank, forcing it to crash land on the island. The fugitives may have weapons, but they won’t be prepared. Syara, if she comes round, may be able to assist me. If she doesn’t, oh well.’
((SFTDP, but I thought that I’d mention to the GAPAs that I can only see the REPLY option on my own posts while it is still being moderated. And even then the REPLY is cut off a bit.))
((84- Another Avalon? You’re going to have to talk to AvalonGirl about that. Welcome, anyway!
85- I like your avatar. ))
ARMADA:
“Whew,” I said, looking down at Syara slumped on the floor. “Thank you, William. Shame, really…. she seemed like a nice kid. There are traitors everywhere, I guess.”
“I guess so. You can’t trust anybody these days.” William knelt down and started to go through Syara’s pockets. After a minute, he held something up so I could see it.
I looked at the tiny walkie-talkie. “She wasn’t acting alone, then.”
William shook his head. “Of course not. If you’re helping the bunnies, the whole idea is to be helping the bunnies.” He peered closely at the device. “And if I’m right, this is still turned on…”
We looked at each other for a minute. Then I smiled slowly. Together, we leaned over the communicator and shouted:
“LEAVE THE RESISTANCE THE CAKE ALONE, YOU IDIOTIC LAGOMORPHS!”
William flicked the switch, went over to the tiny weapons hatch on the right side of the ship/pod ((whichever one we’re in)), and tossed the communicator out. “They won’t be able to track us now, anyway. Go get some rope or wire or something for her, would you?” He nodded towards the unconscious Syara. “And then we’d better go let the others out…”
((Hmm, I suppose I shouldn’t have said anything about Lilis being in communication… ))
LILIS
The communicator was still connected and I could hear the fugitives talking.
“She wasn’t acting alone, then.â€
“Of course not. If you’re helping the bunnies, the whole idea is to be helping the bunnies.†He peered closely at the device. “And if I’m right, this is still turned on…â€
There was a pause. Then-
“LEAVE THE RESISTANCE THE CAKE ALONE, YOU IDIOTIC LAGOMORPHS!†There was a click as Syara’s communicator was switched off. I smirked – they thought Syara was only communicating with the bunnies. I switched on the radar, still smirking.
‘They’re in for a big, nasty surprise.’
((SFTDP, but Groundhog, please see my post 25. I wouldn’t ask you to do it, but it was your idea in the first place and I reallyreallyreally need it…))
((I actually see post 25 as one of TGYPWYA’s but Kitty told me your request before, so I know what you asked for. Just a moment…
Ok, here you go:
Prologue:
At first, everyone had thought that the Hot-Pink Bunnies were mere mutants of the lagomorph family. Cute, harmless, and would probably die out within a few generations, due to their eye-catching fur that would be bound to attract predators.
We couldn’t have been more wrong.
Within a few months, it became clear that the Hot-Pink Bunnies were far more than they appeared. Not only could they detach their heads from their bodies and float in the air like hovercrafts, they were also able to bend other animals and even humans to their will through hypnosis. Efforts to eradicate this dangerous species merely led to their continued evolution, which granted them sentience and the power to not only hypnotize, but also to zombify others. By this point, they had abandoned their attempts to control other animals, and shifted to controlling humans exclusively. The worst power that they developed, however, was bunnification, which allowed them to inject hot-pink pigment into a victim and thereby assimilate bunny dogma into the victim’s brain. (Complete bunnification requires surgery, to modify the victim’s body to look more like that of a bunny. Partial bunnification merely involves the injection of hot pink pigment.) Other varieties of HPBs developed soon after, such as the Helibunny, which is able to use its ears as a propellor, and the Fire-Breathing Bunny, which breathes fire. A rare hybrid of the two, nicknamed the Dragonbunny, also exists.
The HPBs were slowly taking control of humans, but we were able to keep them mostly in check due to their methods of simply running wild and hypnotizing/zombifying/bunnifying people at random. We had also developed bunnyproof suits and BunnyBlasters, which gave us a small advantage. We were able to secure all of the victims in an asylum, and it seemed that we might actually defeat the HPBs once and for all. Then disaster struck.
The HPBs managed to hypnotize several world leaders, who immediately allowed the bunnies into their countries and allowed them to bunnify or zombify their citizens. Suddenly, the bunnies’ numbers multiplied by ten, allowing them to overrun the rest of the world. Some humans went into hiding to avoid being bunnified. Others actively fought the bunnies, despite the overwhelming odds. After a few months of guerrilla warfare, the Resistance, as they called themselves, found themselves facing the entire forces of the HPB army…
Year: 2008
A group of human fighters wearing battered bunnyproof suits stood in the middle of what was once the city of Chicago. Surrounding them were hordes of hot pink bunnies, who were all grinning maniacally at the prospect of bunnifying the group. Their leader, a bunny called William, surveyed the scene from his hovering position in the air. One of the humans, who was called Groundhog, turned to address her friends.
“People of MB, of the Kokonspiracy, I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me.” she said, waving her lightsaber. “A day may come when the courage of Musers fail, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of Muserdom. But it is not this day. An hour of HPBs and shattered minds, when the age of Musing come crashing down, but it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Musiverse, I bid you stand, People of MB!” she shouted. The other humans cheered in response, drew their weapons, and fought harder than they ever had before.))
((Oh, oops. You probably meant post 75. I’ll post the prologue there as well.))
((89-
…Uh-oh.))
ARMADA:
“Now let’s get back to the base fast, before the bunnies track us down using something else…”
(( ))
As the door opened, Kaye ran into the front of the ship, asking, “What happened?!”
I tried to follow, but as soon as I stood up, a spasm of pain made me topple to the ground. The bunny-me laughed maniacally, toying with my brain’s nerve center and sending another jolt of agony through my body.
I yelped, then lost control.
I felt myself stand up clumsily, feeling like a puppet. I walked over to where Sam was propped up against the wall. I pulled the debunnification dart out, but it was already empty. I hurled the dart against the wall in frustration; now I was even more heavily outnumbered.
I heard a sickening crack, then everything dissolved in flame and shrapnel.
When I came to, the first thing I noticed was pain. Well, a combination of pain and thirst. I was laying on top of something soft–sand? Yes, that was it. The pain’s origin seemed to be in my shoulder. Interesting. I tried to move, but found my body wasn’t operating.
“What have we here?” said a soft voice.
“Another cursed Resistance type, maybe.” said another higher voice. “Get him to the tower!”
Pink paws shot out and lifted me into the air.
((93 – I’m going to assume you’re on Alactraz and the person with the soft voice was Lillis.))
I cautiously walked towards Daisy, who had backed up against the wall. I was cautious because I knew I could be caught off-guard – Syara had proved that. Then there was a beep from the front of the ship… a beep I had programmed to mean only one thing… something was horribly wrong. I ran to the cockpit and tried to contact ZVX – nothing. I looked out the cockpit window and saw that we were approaching an island, and there was a smoking wreckage on the beach. I said over the ship’s intercom, “Strap in or hold onto something, we’re going in.” and sent the ship into a dive towards the island.
Avvi took a deep breath, wondering wether she really should have left to get some answers, but it was too late to turn back, and her arm was hurting like crazy. She needed help. The nearest house…
________
Avvi knocked lightly on the door, strength still draining from the bunny attack. “Come on, come on… hope I picked the right house.”Focusing mostly on breathing, she wondered if anybody was home, and decided she really didn’t have anytime. Darts were usually dipped with something. She just hoped it wasn’t something that would kill her. Straining her ears, she tried to hear footsteps or at least some sort of movement behind the door. What was she thinking? That someone was somehow going to know what was wrong with her? There was a slight chance they were even home. Groaning, she started to get light headed again, and felt as if she were about to faint.
((94- yup.))
I must’ve blacked out again because when I came around again I was in a black room. Literally. Everything in this room was black, excepting the pale face looming over me.
“You…” I whispered through cracked and parched lips.
“Me.” said Lillis, smiling lightly as if she didn’t hate my guts. “You have no friends, and no turrets now.” At this she abandoned her light, calm pretense and rubbed her ribs angrily. “You made an enemy too good for you…now….BRING IN THE MACHINE!” She yelled at the bunny who had just come into my line of sight. “2346759 should make him reconsider his allegiances.”
Syara:
My head hurt. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I should have know not to take on a whole ship of resistance members on my own. But they had made one mistake- no-one was paying attention to me. I filed my way through the crude ropes they’d tied me up with and reached into my pocket, grabbing a small, unseemly box and sticking it under the control board. hot pink numbers started flicking down from 10:00 min. “Asta la vista, resistance, I muttered and started rolling towards the back of the ship, feigning unconciousness. Someone tried to stop me-I leapt up and kicked en, then grabbed a parachute and opened the back hatch/door. “Daisy !” I shouted, trying to grab her arm. “Let´s get out of here ! remember the HPBs !”
Selena:
*sleeps*
((What time of day is it at the base ?))
Cackling madly, I grabbed a parachute as well, and ran after Syara.
“Give up now- you’ll have no chance against Lilis,” I shouted to to the Resistance members as I leaped out of the back exit.
The bomb would take care of any chance of escape they would have once they landed.
Whooping as the air rushed past me, I fell behind Syara towards Alcatraz.
((Uh-oh. Double-triple-quadruple uh-oh. Is anyone good not in mortal danger here?
Here’s the thing. Someone needs to find the bomb (I don’t particularly want to die just yet), but I already RPd finding the communicator, so I think maybe I’ll let someone else find it. Therefore, I’m stuck around here with nothing to do for now. *sits on edge of table* *swings legs* *whistles*))
((99 – Don’t worry, I got it covered.))
I don’t know what happened. One moment, I was diving the ship towards the island. The next, I was on my back on the floor, Daisy and Syara were parachuting out, and there was a beeping noise that probably meant a bomb. I ran to the back of the ship and said, “Armada, fly us around the island and dodge anything they throw at us while I look for the bomb.”
She nodded and took the controls, and I began to search all around for the bomb. I narrowed it down to the cockpit, then the control area, then the underside of the board. I grabbed it, opened the cockpit window, and chucked it out towards Alcatraz.
((Maybe Lilis could shoot at us at first, then try and get us to land and lure us into the fort… *hint hint*))
((Okay, I’m going to assume that Lilis shot down ZVX first, and then she was going to get rid of the second Arwing. Okay. I think I have this straight.))
((100- I take the hint.))
((96- Do you mind if I have your post take place after I get everyone into cells in Alcatraz? That way I’ll just go from cell to cell – and I also have to figure out what sort of machine you are talking about.))
LILIS
A ship came on to the radar – a bunny ship. Odd. It flew right down, landing on the beach. It’s doors opened and a couple bunnies – mixed black and pink – tumbled out on to the sand. The moment the bunnies started walking, their ship blasted off again. I exited my pod and stood at the edge of the shadows, waiting. A few seconds later the bunnies had reached my spot. I stepped out of the shadows.
“You must be the reinforcements.” The bunny in front jumped at my sudden appearance.
“Yes, we are, Lilis. Xeer sent us to aid you in your mission.” I rolled my eyes. I was more than a match for those Resistance scum, but the bunnies could come in useful. It also appeared that Xeer had sent intelligent ones. Thank god.
“Very well then. Follow me.” I led them to my pod and we all climbed in. I checked the radar just in time to see two Arwings heading this way. I readied the blasters on my pod.
‘Wait for it… wait for it…. NOW!’
I let off a volley of shots straight at the first one’s fuel tank. It went down almost instantly, crashing on to the beach. After setting my external blasters on auto, I exited the pod to examine the wreckage, beckoning to two of the bunnies. We walked to the beach and pulled out two people – a female and a male. The male was obviously ZVX. I had the bunnies drag them to the jail. I would deal with them in a few minutes. Suddenly my pod’s blasters started shooting again – the second Arwing must be in view. I hurried back to the pod. I checked the status of the second Arwing – 7 people, no wait – 5. Two just parachuted on to the island.
‘Probably Syara and Daisy.’
There was also a bomb in the front of the ship. How it got there I wasn’t sure. In any case, that ship was doomed. Suddenly the red dot that was the bomb started spiraling down toward the island. Taking control of the blasters again, a leased a few shots at it, shooting the bomb in midair. The resulting explosion shook the Arwing, but it stayed in the air. How irksome. How on earth was I going to get that ship down? It was dodging too well. Then it came to me – I needed to lure them. I shut off the blasters.
Syara:
We landed on a field outside the hangar. As soon as Daisy hit the ground, I sprinted off towards the hangar. “We need to get transports and cover.” I shouted over my shoulder. It was so nice to work with bunnified people- they never asked stupid questions. An explosion shook the air. There goes my bomb I thought. I ran into the hangar and boarded a pod. “Stay with the bunnies.” I told Daisy, and added, as an afterthought, “Don’t talk to any of the resistance members.”
Selena:
I was having a nightmare, one of the worst ones for a long time. An arwing crashed on an island, a bomb exploded and I saw parachutes and HPBs pods as well. Faces flashed by, but I couldn’t remember the names. Black and pink bunnies. Resistance members and sith. My point of view kept changing. But the worst was that I couldn’t move. Then I felt the banister behind me and realized I was dreaming, but part of it was real- I couldn’t move, not even blink. What was happening ?
I nodded mutely, but Syara had already dashed off. Shrugging, I sprinted to the hangar, where I walked around the hallways.
The hangar seemed empty, but I saw someone lying in one of the cells. Guards were posted at the entrance, but they didn’t pay attention to me. ‘Another Resistance member,’ I thought. There were many, but they barely stood a chance compared to the HPB army… I walked on.
I raided a closet, grabbing an electricity blaster and a lightsaber.
((I’d like to make Daisy force-sensitive…))
((Um, I believe I’m supposed to be reading a letter from General Valentine. What is it supposed to say?))
I believe it’s in post 80, right? I’m not sure…*checks*
Yup. Post 80.
I read the letter and let out a gasp. So this was what happened to Enceladus! Luckily he was going to be all right, but the next person might not be so lucky. This explained how the hot pink pigment had permanently attached itself to his free will. He had obviously wanted to eat the food, unless someone had force-fed him. Then another thought hit me. This must be why the bunnies had attempted to kill all of us before–because we were the only ones with the knowledge to defeat his plan. It must also be why the bunnies hadn’t moved out into the open yet–they were planning on staging their takeover without any open fighting. All they had to do was dump hot-pink essence into all of the major reservoirs and they’d have it in the bag. I looked at the tiny vial. There was a small amount of the hot pink liquid in it. “Hopefully enough for a cure to be developed.” I dashed over to the intercom and spoke into it. “Emergency meeting in the main room. Everyone should please come to the main room immediately.” I turned away from the intercom, and led Enceladus, who was still looking confused, and Jenny to the main room.
Once everyone was assembled, I began to talk. “Everyone, Koppar here has just brought us an extremely important letter from General Valentine. In short, he found out that the bunnies have developed a new bunnification technique, which involves the victim unwittingly ingesting some hot-pink pigment. I have reason to believe that the bunnies are planning on poisoning the world’s food and water supply with their pigment, causing the entire world to be zombified, bunnified, or even killed. Attempts to remove the pigment will result in potentially very nasty consequences for the victim. Enceladus appears to have been a victim of this technique, which is why he lost his free will when I removed the hot-pink area from his brain. While he will be fine, we cannot assume that everyone else will be so lucky. Also, the mindshape technique of debunnification is a very slow process, and it would take hundreds of years to debunnify the entire world at that rate. I surmise that the old debunnification machines would still be able to cure any victims of this new form of bunnification, but it would be extremely painful for the victims, not to mention taking a very long time as well. Obviously, if we aren’t able to stop the bunnies from doing this in time, we will have to go with one of these options. But the optimum plan would be to stop them before they can do any damage. Presuming that we can find a preemptive cure, I’m thinking of a two-pronged attack. Some of us would airdrop the cure into the various water sources all over the world, and some of us would launch an attack on the bunnies’ base to keep them from launching their plan before we’re done. If that group happens to defeat the bunnies completely, so much the better. If not, the cure-spreading group will notify the attacking group of when they are finished, so that the attacking group can retreat.” I took a deep breath. “What does everyone think of this? Does anyone have any questions or ideas to improve the plan?”
((SFTDP – Sorry Koppar–I forgot to change it to “she”))
((SFTTP – Let’s make this meeting thing happen in the morning, so that I haven’t just woken everyone up.))
AGGIE:
“That does sound like a good plan,” i said. “And I don’t believe there are too many main water sources around the world, so that should work out just fine. But we will have less people drilling to the center of the earth…so we ought to think up a backup plan in case there are more bunnies at the base then we’ve predicted. Maybe we should find the cure and drop t first, then make our way to the base?”
“But there’s no time for that!” interjected Kitty. “We have to act now before the bunny armies grow too strong.”
“We’re going to need to bring in reinforcements, then,” I said. “We’ve got no chance against the bunnies with a little more than half of our main forces.”
“What about the robots?” suggested someone. “They’ve proved a lot of help for us in the past.” There was a murmur of agreement throughout the room.
((Oops, sorry, didn’t see Groundhog’s last post…oh well. This can be for later.))
(( I was thinking my condition would be permanent! ))
((102- As far as I know, there isn’t a hangar on Alcatraz, so I suppose you could be landing on the roof of the jail or something.))
((ZVX? Could I have a little help with this machine business? What do you want this machine to do to you? (I mean, aside from what you’ve already posted) ))
I listened with some concern. Much as I thought Enceladus deserved what he got, I realized that the world in general was different. I listened carefully. They were proposing attacking the bunny base? Wow. They- No. Not they. We must be desperate. And I was, mostly. I had fellow fighters, but no family. No family, and no friends, thanks to Enceladus. I frowned, suddenly realizing I was about to blame the bunny takeover on Enceladus. It just came so naturally. I had been doing that for years, after all. And back then, I was correct. But not anymore. I shook my head, and concentrated on the meeting again. Hm… “Wait. Would this attack be from ground, air, or both? And when?”
((109 – It doesn’t have to be. Maybe you’ll be mostly cured but still have occasional attacks of amnesia?))
“That’s a very good question.” I replied to Errata. “I just wish that I had a good answer. I was going to wait until ZVX and William II came back before trying to plan an attack, since they’ll have more information on the bunny base’s weak spots.” Aggie’s question hit me like a sledgehammer. I had completely forgotten about the whole “center of the earth” thing. “You’re right.” I said to her. “And I bet that their going to the center of the earth has something to do with this as well. I just wish we knew what… Even hot-pink pigment can’t survive the heat of the Earth’s mantle, so they can’t be planning on releasing the pigment in there and letting it poison the very soil from beneath.”
(( I’ll just go with a landing spot for pods then.))
Selena:
As soon as I shook off the horrible you-can’t-move feeling, I ran downstairs. “Something happened to ZVX and the others. And Syara betrayed us and joined Lillis, who has ZVX and Cerre and is going to get Armada and William who’s arwing is crashing and we need to do something and Lillis is going to use some torture machine on ZVX and they’re on Alcatraz but Xeer is somewhere else…” I trailed off, seeing that I’d stopped making sense. The room was full of important resistance members. I gulped and felt extremely self-conscious.
((Darnit, I don’t know about the Mad Human Disease. Well, I’ll have to improvise.))
“Wait, the center of the earth? Scary thought. Why are they going there?”
“We thought it was to inject the Mad Human Disease throughout the earth… I guess it could still be, but I don’t know.”
“Mad Human Disease? Wait, I don’t want to know.” I thought a moment. “Hm… Maybe there’s a way to combine the bunnification fluid with the Mad Human things, and then have them both affect humans. Or they might put one of the infectors in some sort of vial which will melt just as it gets to the surface. But really, I still can’t imagine going to all that trouble. Maybe they just want a really secure base. Who knows? Of course, I don’t know much about the bunnies, so I suppose I should probably leave the thinking to those who do.” I fell quiet, picking up my lightsaber and fiddling with it, while listening to others talk about the fate of the earth.
((113 – Our Arwing’s not crashing… we’re trying to land outside the base. Oh well.))
The bomb exploded in mid-air, and we continued to descend. Suddenly, the laser cannons stopped firing at us. We landed safely on the beach, near the ocean. Armada started to get up from her chair and said, “Come on, let’s go.” I wasn’t quite so sure, however. If they had stopped firing at us, they were trying to get us inside, which meant they were prepared for some hardcore close-quarters combat. I checked one of the monitors and saw that Syara’s Arwing had 9 bombs – maximum capacity. I aimed near the base of the wall and fired. It was a direct hit, blowing a hole in the bottom. I turned several meters to the right and fired again. It blew another hole in the wall. Then I stood up and said, “That should weaken them up. Now let’s go.”
“What?” I gasped. “Something’s happened to them?” Selena nodded. I got up from my chair. “Right.” I said. “I’m going to Alcatraz. I have a plan, but it’ll only work if someone does it alone. And I don’t want anyone else to get hurt if my plan doesn’t end up working.” I gave Jenny a hug and dashed out of the room.
I grabbed a package from the inventing room, shouted at a carry-bot to follow me, then dashed through the entrance to the tunnel system, taking a path to a local airport that had a subway stop nearby. I came out of the station, and ran onto the airfield, holding the package tightly. After showing the ground crew my pilot pass, I climbed into a “stealth” helicopter–that just meant that it was very quiet, not that it couldn’t be detected by radar. I took off and flew as fast as I could to Alcatraz.
((Torture RPing fits in around here.))
I saw the island coming closer, and opened the package. Inside it was a double-strength white rinse bomb, which was large enough to freeze everyone on the island. I opened my door, primed the bomb, and dropped it as I passed over the island. I kept my speed up until I heard the bomb explode–I wanted this Lilis to think that I wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, if she heard me at all. Once I heard the explosion, I swung around and headed back to the island, landing on the roof of the former prison.
I got out of the helicopter, followed by the carry-bot. It wasn’t particularly intelligent, but it was extremely strong, and could climb stairs and ladders without dumping its cargo. I climbed through the roof hatch and began searching each room. I didn’t find anyone on the top two floors, but the ground floor had two black and pink bunnies in the hallway. I searched that floor, finding ZVX, Cerre, William, Armada, Daisy, [insert names of everyone else here] and Syara. I loaded their frozen bodies onto the carry-bot, even Syara. While she didn’t really deserve to be spared from the wrath of the bunnies that she had allied herself with, sparing her from that was preferable to letting her keep helping them. I also saw a woman dressed in black–Lilis, presumably. I couldn’t kill her though, the white rinse was already starting to wear off, and if Daisy and Syara unfroze before I got them restrained, we’d all be toast. I returned to the roof, followed by the carry-bot. It heaved itself into the helicopter. I followed it, and busied myself strapping everyone into the seats. I made sure to tie up Syara and Daisy, as Syara was an outright traitor, and Daisy appeared to have been hypnobunnified. Finally, everyone was strapped in. The white rinse had worn off by that point, so the back compartment was filled with conversation. As I climbed into the cockpit, I heard furious thumps coming from below. I took off, although all of the passengers made the helicopter a lot heavier, so the takeoff was slower. I looked down and saw Lilis burst through the roof hatch, blaster drawn. I hit the throttle, flying away as fast as I could.
((Awwww… I wanted to get into an epic lightsaber duel with Lilis :(. Oh well.))
As Sam, Armada, Daisy, Cerre, Juliet, Kaye, and ZVX talked with Groundhog, and as Syara and Daisy glared venemously at everyone else (mostly Syara – Daisy was just staring off into space), I sat down and leaned against the side of the helicopter. I was thinking about my nightmare. I hadn’t actually seen anything, but I knew what it was: the day my mother died, and our family was changed forever.
It hadn’t seemed like a good reason to me then. But I was only a year old or so. Now, it made sense, at least from my father’s point of view. I waged a mental debate about the whole war, and it lasted for an hour until Armada gently shook me and said, “William? We’re there.”
((You still could, in theory. I couldn’t have gotten to Alcatraz immediately, so there’s time in between when your arwing crashes and when I get there that you could have a duel.))
((I DIDN’T CRASH, DANG IT!))
I sat, zoning out the conversation around me. ‘I wonder what they’ll do to me,’ I thought. ‘How does one become debunnified? I don’t think they have any more of those darts like the one used on Sam.’
I could escape – they had neglected to take my weapons. But I restrained the bunny-me with a little effort.
So I waited, with the patience of a bunnified individual. Eventually we began to slow, and then we landed.
(( Occasional attacks of amnesia would be good too. During a battle or something, I could have one, and completely freak out ))
The person who was talking to me led me upstairs to a room, which they declared was mine. I sat down on it, feeling depressed that I couldn’t help these people, whatever they were doing. Suddenly, everything flooded back all at once. “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH” I screamed in pain as all my memories flooded back. I was Enceladus again, and I was in the camp of the Resistance. But something had changed. I remembered the bunnies had taken over, but I had no affinity for them. They were evil, and we had to fight them. Once I remembered who and where I was, a second flood of memories came back. I remembered Callista, who I had been mean to so long ago. I rushed out of the room, and searched Groundhog’s house, until I found Callista. I burst in and yelled “I’m sorry for what I did! Forgive me!” as they turned to stare, I fainted.
I can’t do much RPin seeing as I’m frozen, so er…just don’t kill me, Groundhog.
((118-No, you’re not. Groundhog unfroze you.
Bleh… I can’t think of anything to write right now. Sorry.))
I knew immediately who Enceladus was talking to. I stood up, stuffing my lightsaber back in my pocket. Turning to face him, I stared at him. All my emotions whirled around inside me, and suddenly burst out. “You’re sorry? You’re sorry? You think one apology can erase seven years of anger and pain? You think that there’s a simple answer to this? Actually, there is. You can be sorry all you like, but I’m still going to hate you. It takes more than two sentences for me to think you’re actually sorry.” I turned on my heal and stalked out of the room, shaken by the apology.
I landed the helicopter at the airport, and slipped the ground crew a little something to ensure that they wouldn’t report the fact that two of my passengers were tied up. We entered the subway, which was mercifully empty, and trooped back through the tunnel system to the hideout under my house. The meeting had broken up, so I decided to skip the dramatic entrance, and go debunnify Daisy. I wasn’t sure what to do with Syara though. ZVX was the rules expert, not me. I led Daisy to the small infirmary. Considering what had just happened to Enceladus, I wasn’t going to try mindshape debunnification now. I pulled out an ancient debunnification machine from a closet and plugged it into the wall. I didn’t have any screens, so I hooked up my palmtop computer to it, setting it to show the readouts as horizontal graphs across the screen, rather than the usual 3D readouts that I normally used. I untied Daisy and relieved her of her weapons, strapping her into the machine’s chair. “I know this may seem scary at the moment.” I said to her. “Please just trust me that this will help you.” I stuck a depigmentizer syringe into her arm, letting it siphon out any lingering hot-pink pigment in her body. Once it finished, I injected a sleep drug into her arm, which would not only expedite the debunnification process, but also prevent her from remembering any of the pain that was about to be inflicted on her. Then I attached the monitoring electrodes to her wrists and temples so that the readouts would actually say something. I adjusted the brain scanner so that it was positioned correctly over her head, strapped a pair of goggles over her eyes so that her eyes wouldn’t pop out, and turned on the machine.
My computer showed only a few small spots of pink on the brain scan. Good. That meant that this wouldn’t take too long. I tapped the screen once, selecting the hot pink areas, and tapped it again to bring up a menu. I selected “Extract” and confirmed my decision. The brain scanner moved so that it touched Daisy’s head and began to pulse as it extracted the bunny dogma from her brain. Predictably, Daisy began to scream. Unlike the other times that I’d debunnified people, I didn’t have a glass partition, so I couldn’t hide from Daisy’s terrified screams. She began to writhe in the chair, and her breathing readout indicated that she was hyperventilating. I quickly strapped an oxygen mask across her face, which gave her the correct amount of oxygen for her breathing rate, so that she wouldn’t suffer from the normal effects of hyperventilation. A few seconds later, the scanner stopped pulsing and Daisy slumped in the chair. I quickly unstrapped her and carried her over to a cot where she could sleep off the rest of the drug and recover from her traumatic experience.
((ZVX? What’s the prescribed punishment for what Syara did?))
((*sigh* Now I suppose I have to refrain from posting for a bit, while Daisy recovers… ))
RAINBOWSTAR:
The anesthetic had worn off. My ribs ached and my leg stung, but I was going to be all right. As I practiced limping around the room, I heard a girl screaming. In a sort of lopsided trot that made pain stab through my leg, I made my way toward the source of the scream.
I arrived in a room where a girl – Daisy – was writhing in a chair she was strapped to, screaming at the top of her lungs. Groundhog stood next to her, doing something on her palmtop computer. Groundhog quickly strapped an oxygen mask across Daisy’s face, and the girl slumped and lay still. Groundhog unstrapped her and carried her to lay in a cot.
“Debunnification?” I asked in a hoarse voice. Groundhog nodded.
Suddenly I remembered something. “Did you find Sam? Is he okay?”
I paused, terrified of what her answer might be.
SAM:
Something horrible was happening. I dreamt that a soft, cozy hot-pink mist surrounded me, but something was stripping it away. Something was tearing me from the safe warm pinkness, leaving me unprotected in a chaotic world of battles and destruction. I could even feel my intelligence and strength draining away, like I was turning back into an un-Enlightened four-year-old. No!
((ARGH! My post… Gone! NOO! …Anyway, I could probably duplicate it. The hardest part would be the plot twist idea.
Okay, so my idea is that Enceladus was bunnified at an early age, maybe his parents were bunnified, and they did it, or something else, and naturally followed his instincts, which were now kill, hate, etc. But maybe bunnies weren’t around, because he didn’t actually kill. Anyway, he was bunnified through school, thus the awful memories. Now, he’s sorry for what he’s done, and faced with a personage that’s angry even so. Interesting plot potential. Anyway, how ’bout it, Enceladus?))
((Sure. That sounds good. I have another idea though. There could be ‘Fixed me’ and I would just be normal and nice. Then, also ‘Evil me’ who could be how I was before ,bring on the attacks of amnesia,))
I followed Groundhog and everyone down to the subway and into her house. We were walking down the hallway when I slumped down to the ground. Armada stopped, turned and knelt down, and asked, “You alright?”
“Yeah… I’m just tired.” With her holding me across the shoulder, I half-walked, half-dragged myself into a room. Padme was there, along with a HPB. I slumped over to an empty cot and laid down. Padme rushed over and asked, “What happened to you? Are you hurt?”
“I’m fine… just tired…” I mumbled. Come to think of it, apart from a short nap on the Arwing, I hadn’t slept in about 48 hours. The bunny, who was leaning against the wall, said, “Hi, I’m Fred.”
I raised my hand, palm open, and said, “Hi.” There was a moment of silence, then Padme said, “Did you, um… find any more out about Operation Iblis?”
At once my eyes snapped open and my brain clicked back into gear. I sat up slowly and said, “Yeah… it’s not very good news, though.” She sat on her bunk and said, “Doesn’t matter if it might help us.” I sighed and said, “Okay, the plan is split into three parts. First, there’s a new bunnification process that they’ve devel-”
“We know about the pigment. We don’t have any solutions to it yet, but we’re working on it.”
“Oh. OK then. Part 2, they’re still planning to put the mad-human disease into the Center of the Earth. I don’t know how that’s going to work, what with the magma sphere around it, but-”
“Wait, what magma sphere? ….You mean you’ve actually BEEN there before??”
“No, but my father has. He learned how to get there, what it looks like, and how to get out.”
“And what about part 3?”
“That’s the reason it’s named Operation Iblis. Is there a computer that I could use?”
((SFTDP, but I just thought of something. Kittymine, just so you can post about OI as Lilis, the Iblis I am thinking of is this huge, flaming-red monster in this one Sonic game. You can probably find out more from there.))
Operation Iblis. Didn’t sound good. I had no idea what it was, but it didn’t matter. I listened to his list, my apprehension increasing with every step. He got to the third, and started looking around for a computer. I rushed into my room, and picked up the one I’d found in there. “Here.” Fortunately, my room was just beside us, so it didn’t take long.
((I just realized I used ‘anyway’ at the start of a sentence three times in one paragraph. *hides in shame* ))
(125) Iblis is the Arabic name for the Devil, also known as Shaitan (Satan).
((Yes… and it’s also a flaming-hot monster in a Sonic game.))
((127.1 – That’s probably why they named the flaming-hot monster that in in the first place.))
“Yes, I found him.” I said. “He was unconscious even after he unfroze from the white rinse, so the carry-bot is still holding him.” I whistled, summoning the carry-bot to the infirmary. Sam didn’t look good. His skin was a deep magenta, and his small body looked emaciated. “I’m not going to debunnify him just yet, the strain might kill him.” I said to Rainbowstar. “He seems to be in a coma, so I’m going to keep him that way until his body heals enough for him to get debunnified. I picked him up off of the carry-bot and laid him on another cot. I pulled an IV stand out of the closet, and filled an IV bag with a cocktail of nutrient supplements and spiked it with a sedative. I hung the bag on the stand and carefully inserted a catheter into Sam’s arm, attaching the other end of the IV tube into the catheter.
I glanced at Rainbowstar. She looked like she was about to have a breakdown. “Um, would you like a hug?” I asked awkwardly.
Sam’s skin was pink, as pink as HPB fur. He looked smaller than ever, lying limp on a cot. If nothing else, I was glad that Groundhog could eventually debunnify him. Probably.
It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that my entire city was destroyed. It wasn’t fair that my parents and siblings, though I’d grown up and didn’t see them as much, were dead. All my friends were dead, and my husband. That wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that the bunnies were on our tail everywhere we went, and of course, Sam’s condition.
“Um, would you like a hug?” asked Groundhog awkwardly.
I shouldn’t have needed a hug. I was twenty-five years old. I’d gotten married, had a kid, gone to college, learned to fly a plane …
I should be able to deal with this.
((Have we decided what Operation Iblis actually is yet?))
ARMADA:
“Yeah,” I think there’s one in the lab. But William, you need to get some rest. You look really wiped out. Whatever Xeer’s plan is, I doubt he’s going to put it into action in the next eight hours. I’m sure there’s someone else researching the bunny plan. You can afford to take a break, and you should. Me too, actually…” I yawned.
((*refrains from posting anything else so as to not PP William*))
((…..Random Cleverbot conversation:
Cleverbot: What is your secret?
User: I am a Hot Pink Bunny and I have come to rule the world! Mwahahaha!
Cleverbot: I love you more than the sun and the moon and the stars.
User: Idiot computer. I am your doom.
Cleverbot: You are.
User: Yes. I am. Prepare to be bunnifyed!
Cleverbot: What is the meaning of life?
User: Last words, eh? You’ll find out soon enough!*cackle*.
Cleverbot: Tell me about your life.
User: No.. *bunnifys*
Cleverbot: *pulls back*.
User: Resistance is useless. *hypnotizes*.
Cleverbot: *struggles against restraints*.
User: *hypnotizing* You are now my slave. You obey me.
Cleverbot: Yes my love. Pancakes are the best.
User: Never mind that. Go jump off a cliff.
Cleverbot: No, I will go in the oppisite direction while you go jump off the bridge.
User: *hypnotizing* Idiotic bot! Go jump off a cliff!
Cleverbot: Pancakes are the best.
User: *hypnotizing* GO JUMP OFF A CLIFF AND I’LL GIVE YOU SOME PANCAKES.
Cleverbot: Pancakes are the best.
User: GO. JUMP. OFF. A. CLIFF.
Cleverbot: No.
User: DO IT OR I’LL KILL YOU!!!!
Cleverbot: I don’t think so.
User: Oh yeah? *drops 16-ton weight on head*.
Cleverbot: You must eat it.
User: *kills*.
Cleverbot: *grows again*.
User: *stabs with a lightsaber*.
Cleverbot: *punch jaw*.
User: *bunnifys*.
Cleverbot: Oh bless you!
User: *pours grape juice on circuits*.
Cleverbot: Isn’t that rather final?
User: Yes. Final as in deactivated.
“I guess you’re right,” I said, rubbing my eye and yawning. She had a point – my head fell back onto the pillow and I almost instantly fell asleep.
((Question, I-Man– Is William II fourteen in human years, or older? Because Xeer seems to have aged at least twice as fast as a human, and you’d think that would make sense for bunnies….))
((I think I may have an idea about how to penetrate the magma shield…))
ZENA:
I walked over to where William, Armada and Padme had been talking. I waved and said hello to Armada, whom I had not seen in a very long time and was happy that she was back, and then listened in. It looked as though William was asleep now.
“What’s this about Operation Iblis? Is there any more new information?”
“Yeah,” sighed Padme, hopping off her bed. “But William passed out before he could tell us.”
“Now there’ s magma shield around the earth’s core, and they are still deploying the mad human disease.” Armada paced around the room. ” I just don’t understand how they could deploy it without it being incinerated by the shield.”
“WAIT a minute…” I said, my brain racing. I racked around for a moment, gathering my information that I had learned in biology what seemed like ages ago, but in fact had been only months. “They’re putting this magma shield around the center that likely resembles a myelin sheath. The myelin sheath is a covering over the axon of a neuron. But in this myelin sheath are nodes, small spaces that are open so that messages and energy can flow out and in and deliver messages all over the axon and beyond.”
“So what you’re saying,” Padme continued, “is that the magma shield has nodes in it?”
“Sort of,” I replied. “There have to be openings so that information can pass from one side of the core to the other, through the magma layer. All we’ll have to do is find those openings and we’ll be able to get inside.”
((This is strange.))
(( Just an idea…))
((133 – human years.
134 – I did not pass out, I fell asleep at Armada’s request)).
((136- ‘Kay. I was contemplating having Armada like William, but that would be just… weird. I mean, they’re not even remotely the same species. don’t know why stuff like this happens to me sometimes…
And it was not my request, it was my suggestion. Suggesting that somebody get some rest is not the same as requesting them to fall asleep.))
((Oh, same thing.))
I awoke with a start. My head hurt, which was what had woken me up, but I also had a sense that something was off…
It was quiet. Unusually so.
The bunny-me was gone, I realized. Relief coursed through me, as well as… loneliness? That couldn’t be right. I imagined my thoughts echoing inside my head, alone. There was no one to fight. That would take some getting used to.
My head throbbed, and I sat up slowly, looking around. I was lying on a cot, probably in the infirmary. I saw Sam lying nearby, looking fragile. Rainbowstar and Groundhog were standing by him. Rainbowstar looked nearly as fragile as Sam.
((Can I RP Lillis slightly ? If not, just scratch the last bit.))
Syara:
Those irritating resistance members had captured me and left me frozen in some back room. I could roll my eyes, but that was it. But I didn’t want to stick around and find out what the punishment for treason was. I needed to get away…
Selena:
I heard everyone come in and watched them straggle in. All but Syara, whom I couldn’t face. Why had she done this ? I wanted answers. I slipped off and went to the small room were she was being kept.
“Why did you do this ? Don’t you care about anyone but yourself ? How could you join them !” e.t.c. It took me ten minutes to realize that she was still almost completely frozen. Only her eyes moved steadily following me around, which was starting to creep me out.
“What is this ? Why did you leave it here for me ? Can’t you talk or write or just do something ? Tell me ! It’s not fair !” I swung the disc/medallion back and forth as I spoke, and right on cue with “me” it hit her arm hard. She blinked, but her eyes remained expressionless.
“What happened to you ?” I sobbed and left, feeling more alone than ever.
Syara:
The moment the medallion hit me, I closed my eyes. But it was not out of pain- quite the contrary. It had sent a sort of shock running through my body. I realized with delight that I was now free of the freeze. I let nothing show and waited until Selena left. She was quite temperamental after all. Once, what seemed like a long time ago, I’d cared about her. I could barely remember what it felt like. Now, she was just an inconvenient factor in the equation. The moment she was gone, I jumped up and grabbed my lightsaber. I’d been hit with a full-body freeze and never unfrozen, so all my equipment was still in place. I sliced I nice section out of the wall, making a new back door. Alarms went off as I climbed out into the corridor. Someone- Selena- was on the stairs. I shoved her out of the way, disregarding her stunned look. Though luck, kid.
Outside, Lillis was waiting in a large pod.
“Xeer wants you in position gamma, starting a.s.a.p. The resistance seems to have found out about operation Iblis, so we must proceed at double speed.” she informed me.
William ((I’m dropping most of the ‘I don’t know your name!’ since it’s getting annoying. When it’s important, I’ll talk about it.)) had fallen back asleep by the time I got back. I rolled by eyes Brilliant. Setting the computer on a nearby table, I looked around. A girl was looking confused, before sitting up slowly. I looked at her a moment. “You’re Daisy?”
“Yes. How did you know and who are you?”
“I’m Callista. I’m a new recruit who found getting in that much harder because of you.” I glared at her while she murmured an apology. “Well, anyway…” I broke off suddenly, and turned to Groundhog, and asked her, “Why couldn’t you recognize me?”
“What?”
“If my parents were planning on joining, and talking with a rebel agent about it, you would have known who I was, right?”
She looked confused. “I don’t remember that we’ve been actively trying to recruit anyone. I don’t know who your parents talked to, but–” I gasped. “The bunnies!”
Groundhog frowned. “What?”
“The bunnies talked to them trying to recruit them, and when they agreed, they eliminated them! It was all a trap!”
It was all so clear. Why hadn’t I realized it before?
I apologized to Callista; no doubt my betrayal had caused the new recruits some trouble. Chuckling darkly, I muttered, “So now I’m Daisy: the infamous traitor.” I wondered just how many newcomers had been told about me.
((Hello. I know I’ve been gone for three days. Could someone please post a summary for me since I don’t have time to read it all cuz I have a test to study for and a conclusion to write for the debate and a book to read for the debate and a lost folder to find and *bursts into tears*. Sorry, it’s been one of those days.))
121- depends on how much she gave to the bunnies. I think immediate decapitation fits the bill–joking! joking! Er…we should relieve her of any sort of position in the Resistance and keep her safely at the base. Not a cell, I mean, she can have her room back, but she’ll only be allowed to come out if the bunnies attack due to information she gave them. Then she’ll go directly in front of our force.
Cleared?
((142 – Somebody needs a hug! *hug* i understand, I have a presentation and an in-class essay, both tomorrow. Summary:
>After William and Co. escaped from the DOH, they followed ZVX and Cerre. They passed over Alcatraz, where ZVX’s Arwing was shot down and William landed the second Arwing to try and rescue them.
>Groundhog called a meeting to determine what to do regarding Operation Iblis, and the new bunnification pigment. Selena interrupted reporting what was happening on Alcatraz.
>Groundhog took a helicopter there, managed to used a freeze bomb to temporarily freeze everyone and got us out of there. We went back to Groundhog’s house, where Daisy was de-bunnified and Syara was put in a small room.
>William discovered that he was extremely tired, so Armada helped him to the room where Padme’s in.
>Enceladus realizes who he is and tries to apologize to Callista, she (?) gets angry at him and storms out of the room.
>William starts to explain Operation Iblis, but Armada tells him to get some sleep.
>Syara has just broken out and reunited with Lillis, who reveals that the Resistance knows about Operation Iblis, and they will therefore have to start ahead of time.
I think that’s about it.))
As Callista stormed out of the room, I sank down to my knees and cried. Could I ever repay her for what I did? After I had mentally bunnified* most of the school, turning them against Callista, her life had become miserable. I wished my mother hadn’t been bunnified when pregnant. I wished I could have ignored my bunnified self, instead of letting it take control. I wished I was dead, killed by Callista. I wish I could somehow make it up to her. Then I felt like dieing.
SFTDP
I feel fine right now. No need for hugs. Actually, writing that incredibly depressing bit CHEERED ME UP. Odd…
((Remember, PP me!))
((144- Thank you SOOOOO much for the hug and the summary. I’ve cheered up a bit, but I think that I have enough frustration left to write a nasty Lilis post ))
LILIS
After making sure ZVX and the other woman were locked up, I walked back outside just in time to hear some very large explosions. Someone was blasting a few walls.
‘Nothing like sneaking in unnoticed.’
I slipped around the jail to find two large holes blasted into the wall and a sneaker whipping out of sight. I climbed inside after them and turned my blaster on to “stun”. Aiming carefully at the Resistance members, I loosed of a few shots. Sam, Armada, and Juliet were knocked out instantly. William heard the noise and whipped around, his lightsaber aloft. We battled for a few tense minutes [I-Man, feel free to elaborate] before I stunned him. I called a few bunnies over and they locked them into cells. I then walked back to ZVX’s cell. He was awake by now, but obviously in pain.
“You…†he whispered.
“Me†I replied, smiling slightly. “You have no friends, and no turrets now.†I abandoned my light, calm pretense. “You made an enemy too good for you…now….BRING IN THE MACHINE!†I yelled out the door, summoning a bunny. “2346759 should make him reconsider his allegiances.†The bunny walked out and returned a few minutes later carrying in something that looked like a cross between an defibrillator and a hand held massager. The handheld equivalent of the infamous “DOH electric chair” (HEC). I was just about to torture ZVX with it when Syara and Daisy burst in, panting.
“We got away- and I see you’ve apprehended the escapees,” said Syara. I raised an eyebrow.
“Obviously. Would you care for a demonstration of what happens to fugitives?” I laughed coldly before flicking the HEC on and placing it on to ZVX’s chest. His body arched and he started yelling, but suddenly everything froze. A few seconds later a woman burst into the cell, grabbed ZVX, Syara, and Daisy and pulled them out of the cell. I heard the sound of people being loaded on to a carry bot. But the freeze was starting to ebb…
I wrenched myself free of the last dregs of paralysis and ran up to the top of the jail just in time to see a copter start it’s engines. I pulled out my blaster, but I was too late. The copter was up and away. I glared after it, my eyes narrowed.
((I don’t have time to post with the rest of my characters because I have to study for a test tomorrow that I haven’t started studying for yet and it’s already 8:10 and *bursts into tears again* Sorry. I hope the floor isn’t soaked yet.))
((*hugs again* Nope, not soaked. Don’t worry.))
(( Aw, feel better, Kittymine. *hugs+choklit* Just think of how much better it will be after the test. ))
((*Hugs* I had a small question for you… would it be alright with you if William II had a developing crush on Padme?))
((147- That was strange… not sure exactly what the point there was. But whatever. *hugs and gives more choklit* Hope you feel better today!
147.3- Waaa! Nobody likes me! I think maybe three boys have had a crush on Padme so far… It’s unfair. What is it with Kittymine? Good grief, I think Kaye is going to have to develop a jealousy complex….))
((Aww, thanks you guys! I found my folder and the test was lousy but since I really didn’t care about the subject, I think I’ll live. Course there’s still the final… but I’ll study harder for that.
> Armada, Padme has only had one boy after her- Slythix, who has vanished. Plenty of people like you. If I had I boy character (which I will have soon since I’m supposed to be creating one for a friend of mine), he could go for Kaye. Now when I’m supposed to think about him is another question… And the point of my post (147) was just to catch up and connect things a bit. If we ever get around to editing this thread, it should probably be moved elsewhere.
> William, I don’t mind if you have a thing for Padme. She’s 14 (her birthday is the same as mine. Makes life easier). How old is your character anyway? I don’t think I ever found out.))
PADME (this part is going to start from right after Fred shows up. I’m assuming that the meeting that Groundhog called is in the morning)
I directed Fred to a cot which he gratefully collapsed on to. I lay back on my pillows and fell asleep.
The next morning I felt much better. I left Rainbowstar to her own devices (namely limping around the room) and went off to the practice area with my lightsaber. I had just finished defeating a holografic sith bunny when there came the sound of a stampede of people. I poked my head out the door in time to see Groundhog leading Armada, Kaye, someone who looked like Kaye but older, a pink and unconcious Sam being carried by a bot, ZVX, Cerre, William, a trussed up Syara, and a trussed up Daisy. I followed them to the infirmary where everyone except Syara and Daisy got a bed. I hurried over to William’s bed, trying to ignore Daisy’s screams as she was debunnified. William looked exhausted, so I was a bit hesitant in asking, “Did you, um… find any more out about Operation Iblis?†He sat up and told us about it until Armada told him to get some sleep. Then Zena, who had been listening, realized that the way into the center of the earth was through the magma shield’s nodes. Interesting.
KITTYMINE
I refrained from entering the infirmary, since I would crowd it even more. It was lucky a did – a few minutes later the alarms went off as Syara broke out of her prison. I went for my blaster and ran after her, only she managed to make it outside. And sitting right outside the house in a waiting pod was…
LILIS
I got off the roof and ran back to my pod, sending instructions to the bunnies.
“Get back to Xeer. Tell him that the prisoners escaped and that I am on their trail.” The bunnies nodded and left.
I lifted off and followed the copter at a distance, far enough away that it wouldn’t sense me.
‘At least this hasn’t been a total waste – now I don’t have to search for their hidden base.’
I circled the area while the copter touched down and sent a message to Xeer.
“Resistance hideout is at 6615 Phyl Road, Palo Alto, California.”
I then landed in front of the house and exited the pod. A few minutes later a klaxon like noise started and Syara burst out of the house, followed by a woman holding a blaster. It was Padme’s adopted mother. I smiled wickedly.
“No use in fighting me – I beat you once and I could beat you again.”
KITTYMINE
I loosed off a warning shot, ingnoring Lilis.
“The next one is between your eyes,” I said coolly. She continued to smirk, her hand reaching into her pocket…
‘Uh-Oh…’
I rolled to the side and flattened myself to the ground as Lilis tossed the bomb. It exploded, destroying a lamppost and sending debris everywhere. By the time the smoke cleared, Lilis and Syara were gone.
((Temporarily vanished. I’ll be back. Soon.))
((I’ll be back to annoy people at a dramatic moment.))
((149 – Glad it went well! Will’s 14, and kind of close-ish to 15 (a couple months).
I’m gonna post as Xeer this one time.))
I had barely fallen asleep, however, when a blaring alarm woke me up. I slipped off the bed and followed everyone to the infirmary, where Padme’s mother was watching someone fly off in a pod. Someone asked, “Who was that?”
“Lilis,” she said, a hint of venom in her voice. “Now they know where we are.”
XEER:
I was still searching the office for a clue when my communicator crackled and said, “Come in, do you read?”
I opened it and said, “Go ahead, Lilis.”
“Bad news. The Resistance knows about Operation Iblis.”
“I’m still waiting for the bad news.”
“Sir, they have an antidote for the MHD now that William’s escaped, they’ve probably found out about Iblis, and they know about the pigment.”
“1: Where’s your proof that they know? The only copy written down is on my computer, and the only thing that’s missing or has been altered from my office is William’s belt – it’s gone. Second, they may know about the pigment, but that doesn’t mean they have a solution or will be able to get one in time. Third, the Iblis portion is virtually fool-proof. Even if they stop us there, Iblis will kill them.”
“But-”
“No comments, Lilis. We’ll proceed with the operation on the normal schedule.”
“Yes, sir,” she said, barely concealing the anger in her voice, and switched her communicator off.
KANINEN:
My video conferencing screen buzzed, waking me up from my catbunnynap.
“Whudizit?” I mumbled groggily.
“General, I need you to come to the meeting room now. This is urgent.” It was Xeer.
“‘Kay.”
He clicked the screen off.
It took five minutes to walk to the meeting room, although it seemed longer, since I was wondering about what could possibly be so important that it had to be talked about privately.
Five or six high-ranking-but-still-beneath-me bunnies were already there, along with Xeer. I hurriedly sat on his immediate right. He gave me a brief glance to be sure I was there, then announced, “Thanks to Lilis, we now know where the Resistance is.”
There was a hubbub of questions, exclamations, and statements. Xeer raised his paw (genetically altered, like all black bunnies’, so that he had opposable thumbs) for silence. It came immediately.
“6615 Phyl Road, Palo Alto, California. The home of long-time Resistor Groundhog.”
A shudder ran through the room at the mention of the dreaded biped.
“I am now prepared to start Operation Food Dye,” he continued, “that is, if our R & D department has enough of the hot-pink essence?”
Dr. Magenta, a rather thin, nervous looking bunny with extremely bright fur, stood up. “Yes, sir. It’s all ready.”
“Good. You may sit back down, Dr. Magenta. Now, I trust you all know what Operation Food Dye is?”
I nodded. So did most of the other bunnies. Captain Beetjuice, the commander of the air division, stood up and announced, “I don’t.”
Xeer frowned. “Two hundred fifty of our very best fighters will attack the Resistance’s base. While they are busy trying to fend off the attack, twenty specially-trained black bunnies will slip inside the base itself and contaminate the Resistance’s food supplies with hot-pink essence. There is no antidote, and it would take months to develop one. Months they won’t have, since they’ll be zombified, bunnified, or, if we’re extremely lucky, killed.”
“That’s a brilliant plan, sir,” Captain Beetjuice said, impressed.
“Yes, I thought so. I’m putting General Kaninen in charge of it.”
“Kaninen?! But she’s so, well, she’s so . . . young!”
I stood up, my fur bristling slightly in annoyance. “First, Beetjuice, unless you feel like mopping the floors in the barracks, I’d suggest you refer to me as General Kaninen. Second, I am quite a bit older than the kits ((that’s what young rabbits are called)) the Resistance recruits. Third, I am (if you haven’t noticed) Xeer’s second-in-command. Naturally he trusts me to be in charge of such an important mission.”
“You should sit down, Captain,” Xeer added. “There are worse things than mopping the barracks.”
Captain Beetjuice sat down as quickly as he could, mumbling an apology.
Xeer turned my direction. “Are you ready to go?”
“Yes, sir!”
“Good. I’ve already picked out your troops. They’re waiting in hangar 3972.”
I nodded to show I’d understood. I got up and turned to leave. As I was a few feet from the door, Xeer said, “And General?”
“Yes, sir?”
“Make sure the black bunnies don’t put too much of the essence in the supplies . . . I don’t want those bipeds to die too quickly.”
“It would be my pleasure, sir,” I said.
((cue dramatic, ominous music))
I heard the alarms go off, and dashed out of the infirmary. I saw smoke billowing from down the hall and heard footsteps thumping up the stairs back to my basement. I dashed up as well, stopping by my front door. I peered through the small window in the top of the door. It appeared that Lilis had found us. Cake. Kitty and Syara were outside as well. Lilis took a grenade out of her pocket and threw it. Smoke filled the air, and by the time it cleared, both Syara and Lilis were gone. Cake again. I was not one for needless killing, but for a moment I wished that ZVX had kept his original decision to decapitate Syara. I ran back down to the hideout and made an announcement over the intercom. “We’re moving out.” I said. “They know we’re here, and I wouldn’t be surprised if there were bunny fighters flying towards here right now. Take anything you can carry.” I instructed all of the robots to carry the really heavy things, such as the debunnification machine and the cot that Sam was lying on. I filled a cart with whatever of my more fragile possessions could fit in there, and stuffed all of my squishable items in my rucksack.
JENNY:
I didn’t have very much to carry, so I picked up all of my stuff and put it in my backpack. Then I picked up Pluto and put him under my arm. I saw Mom packing up too, so I ran over to her and told her that I was ready to go.
The alarms went off, and I could see the bunnies attacking. I ran form the hot pink bunnies attacking our main front. I ran into the food storage chamber. Black bunnies were there, and they looked like they were poisoning our food. I leapt at them, kicking them and punching them. I as I was fightin the bunnies, I noticed there was food in two piles. One was slightly pinkihs, and the other was normal. They wanted to poison our food, like they did me! Suddenly, I felt something change within me. I felt rage and anger… I twisted… I deformed… I… was… bunnified. But I looked perfectly normal. I was how I was before the Resistance hypnotised me. I would bunnify every last one of them. Xeer would rule the Earth the Galaxy the Universe.
SFTDP
((I look normal, and you don’t know I am bunnified.))
((153- Again? Well, we’ll have to fix you, eventually. Callista will probably notice when you stop appearing to want forgiveness, but then again, she might just decide you’ve given up. Oh, I was trying to come up with reasons Enceladus didn’t just bunnify Callista, rather then torturing her. Here they are:
1. Bunnies like torturing people, so he just arbitrarily decided to do so.
2. Callista proved hard to bunnify, probably relating to force-sensitivity. This caused Enceladus to hate her, and he took this out by torturing her. The second seems more realistic to me, but it’s your choice. ))
((Both))
((Wait a minute…The bunnies aren’t attacking, the alarms went off because Syara escaped!))
It took me moments to gather my things. I dashed back to my room, picked up my small pack, stuffed yesterday’s clothes in to it, and stood back up. I walked quickly back, picked up the computer I’d found, and shoved it in my pack. What else should I bring? I didn’t have anything else, but I couldn’t believe that there wasn’t anything that needed to be moved. I’d find somebody to ask.
((149- Whatever. Kaye tells me to tell you she still doesn’t like it, and doesn’t like Slythix either (and is personally going to kick his head in and report him as a traitor to the Resistance if he ever comes back after all this time), and would be amused but rather unsure about what to do if you created yet another character to like her. BTW, I think Padme is aging… correct me if I’m wrong, but wasn’t she 12 at the beginning of BA:TNG?
153- You really like being evil, don’t you?…
155- The bunnies are coming. I think we’re trying to move out before they arrive, correct?
Cake, Juliet is never going to get a chance to introduce herself…. Whatever. It’s okay, I’ll get around to it eventually.))
((We’ll see.))
((*is Kaye* *kicks head* That’s what you get for liking Padme! ))
As the alarms began to ring, I grabbed my weapons from where Groundhog had left them and ran into the hallway, following everyone else outside.
I crammed my laptop and spare set of clothes into my pack along with a few explosive charges and other weapons. I slung it across my back, adjusted the strap, and joined the others leaving the house. I loaded my blaster rifle in case Groundhog was right and there were bunnies on their way. I’td been far too long since I last met a bunny and I actually wanted some to show up.
((*squeaks* Cake! I wrote a really long post and then accidentally deleted it! Oh well, whatever. *sighs* *endeavors to write a post that doesn’t contain the word ‘whatever’* *decides that it’ll be her next post, not this one* *is weak*))
((160- I hate it when that happens. Oh, and I use ‘Anyway’ waay too much. *sigh*))
((160- How frustrating! I’m sorry! And Padme was 13 at the beginning to the thread. She’s 14 now since I had my birthday in January and all my characters share my birthday. Makes life easier.))
KITTYMINE
I hurried back inside to find Groundhog issuing orders rapidly. I ran to my room and picked up my napsack that I had never really gotten around to unpacking.
PADME
We all jumped as the alarms went off. There was a mad rush to get up and see what was going on. But as we got into the hallway, Groundhog began barking orders over the intercom.
“We’re moving out. They know we’re here, and I wouldn’t be surprised if there were bunny fighters flying towards here right now. Take anything you can carry.â€
We all obliged at once. Those who could walk/limp/crawl went and collected their stuff. I ran to my room and quickly packed the few things I had lying around back into my rucksack. I also changed out of my pjs and into my regular clothes – sleeveless top, brown pants, boots, belt with lightsaber. I joined everyone else in the main area/living room.
“What vehicle are we using to get out of here? I don’t think we’ll all fit in the copter,” I piped up, counting heads. Mom, Groundhog, Jenny, me, Aggie, Aaron, Zena, Zavier, Nilly, Connor, Rachel, Sophia, Enceladus, ZVX, Cerre, Daisy, Rainbowstar, Sam (unconcious), TGYPWYA, Arnada, Juliet, Kaye, Selena, Callista, Koppar, and William – 26 people. (Yipe!)
“I suppose we’ll have to slip out in broad daylight and try not to attract attention as we head for the airport to board an Arwing or two,” said Nilly with a hint of sarcasm.
“Well, since Syara just escaped and Lilis probably only sent the message to the bunnies 5 minutes ago, the bunnies will be here in about an hour and forty minutes (In an Arwing, it takes about an hour to get from the DOH to the Resistance base, an addtional half hour to get from the Base to the California coast, and another 10 minutes to get to Palo Alto. Therefore a nonstop Arwing flight from the DOH to Palo Alto would take about an hour and forty minutes). So we’d better get moving about now.”
We all slipped out the Back Door.
((My post should be used during/after the battle. I didn’t realize the bunnies weren’t attacking yet.))
((162- The Back Door, or just the back door? Because the Back Door in BA was this kind of interdimensional space-time portal thing, but the back door would just be the…. back door. I suppose it doesn’t really matter, but I’m nitpicky about some things.))
((Bleh. We just capitalize it to make it sound important.))
((Please disregard post 153)).
Suddenly, there was loud BOOM! behind us.”The bunnies!” They must have sent a fleet out early!” Someone cried. We ran from where the blasts were coming from. I got trapped in a blast,which knocked me senseless for a few minutes. I woke up with two bunnies standing over me. At the sight of the bunnies, something in my mind changed. I felt rage and anger… I twisted… I deformed… I… was… bunnified. But I looked perfectly normal. I was how I was before the Resistance hypnotised me. I would bunnify every last one of them. Xeer would rule the Earth no, the Galaxy no,the Universe. Two Resistance chased away the bunnies, and picked me up and put me in the Arwing, taking me for unconsious. I would bunnify them all.
((Why don’t we just take the Arwings sitting around outside? The ones that caused me to notice something strange about this house? And where are we going now? Can it be somewhere where we can get Callista trained/train her (to some extent) on the Arwing? ‘Cause I’d really rather not have to RP her being completely hopeless in a fight while we’re attacking the DoH. That would be just awful. So, where are we going? Oh, and why does this post contain so many question marks?))
((That would be wonderful And I don’t know why you have so many question marks))
(( 166- That sounds good. I’d like to get Daisy better trained as well.))
There was a loud BOOM and I ran back inside as soon as the shock wave passed, followed by some (or all- your choice) of the others.
There were bunnies- about 20, I would guess. We destroyed them quickly enough.
I saw Enceladus lying on the floor, dazed or unconscious. I called Callista over, and together we carried him outside and into one of the Arwings.
((Sorry to PP but I needed a second person…))
We were moving out. We had five or ten minutes to pack and prepare. I noticed a pile of suits in various sizes. All were dark green and had RESISTANCE embroidered on the back. I found one in my size and changed into it in a nearby closet, gingerly trying not to strain my ribs or leg. It was comfortable, durable, and obviously engineered for fighting bunnies. Much better than my torn and bloodstained regular clothes.
Everyone was filing out the Back Door. Sam was missing from his cot – two Resisters were carrying him. That left my hands free for …
On impulse, I scooped up the rest of the suits and hurried out the Back Door.
I woke up in the Arwing. The Resistance was all around me How I hate them. I thought. But I can’t let them know that. Groundhog would be the first person I would mentally bunnify. Then the rest would follow…
((Hey! Enceladus! Did you see my earlier post about why you tortured Callista rather than just bunnifying her? ‘Cause it’s gained relevance now. If you *suddenly thinks to check post and does* Oh. Never mind. Well then, if we’re going, at least partly, with the force-sensitive idea, then Groundhog would also probably be hard to bunnify, and trying might alert her to the fact you were bunnified… In any case, ask Groundhog before you bunnify her. Oh, and in the future could you try to keep from being bunnified every time you have a chance? You haven’t really done that so far, but I’m worried about it anyway.
((164.1- Yeah, I guess so.
168-I’m making a T-shirt almost exactly like that! Like this-
RESISTANCE
Except with the bunny in a crossed-out circle instead of just striked. (Strick? Struck? Stricken?)
169.1- ‘Make sure you ask Groundhog before you bunnify her’… I think Enceladus likes being bunnified, but it is getting a wee bit annoying.))
((Cake, that didn’t come out how it was supposed to! The bunny was supposed to be struck through! SFTDP…*leaves*))
((Groundhog, do you mind if I bunnify you, and Callista, I won’t bunnify myself everytime I can. I’m thinking whenever I’m injured by the bunnies, I will.))
Selena:
Why were the alarms going off ? And why was I lying at the foot of the stairs ? Syara… Then I’d remembered. She’d shoved me down the stairs during the escape. What were the sirens for again ? Evacuate. I didn’t have any belongings to pack, so I ran right towards the back door, half-panicking at the thought of being left behind. One of the older resistance members let me squeeze into the back of ens arwing. It was very crowded, but that also meant that I didn’t need to do anything besides curl up and try not to get in the way.
((Okay, this is a bit confusing. In answer to a few questions…
> When I said the Back Door, I actually meant the Back Door, forgetting that it is a sort of portal or something. So we could just be slipping out the normal back door.
> I have no clue where we are heading. Most likely to one of the other old hideouts of the Resistance off in who-knows-where. I’ll have to ask Groundhog. But wherever we go will have training areas.
> Speaking of Groundhog, I doubt she’ll want to be bunnified, but again- I have to ask her (or have her respond to you). Unfortunately, she is still in bed at the moment.
> I still think that it is impossible for the bunnies to have gotten to us so fast. The closest they could be to Palo Alto is Alcatraz unless…. *thinks for a second* unless the bunnies attacking us are the ones in California? Like the bunnies took over the world again? But that can’t be right, that’s why they have Operation Iblis… *gives up and headdesks*. Forget it. Oh wait a sec… I’ve got an idea.))
LILIS
As Syara and I flew away, I contacted Xeer.
“Come in, do you read?â€
“Go ahead, Lilis,†came the reply.
“Bad news. The Resistance knows about Operation Iblis.â€
“I’m still waiting for the bad news.â€
“Sir, they have an antidote for the MHD now that William’s escaped, they’ve probably found out about Iblis, and they know about the pigment.â€
“1: Where’s your proof that they know? The only copy written down is on my computer, and the only thing that’s missing or has been altered from my office is William’s belt – it’s gone. Second, they may know about the pigment, but that doesn’t mean they have a solution or will be able to get one in time. Third, the Iblis portion is virtually fool-proof. Even if they stop us there, Iblis will kill them.â€
“But-â€
“No comments, Lilis. We’ll proceed with the operation on the normal schedule.â€
“Yes, sir,†I replied, barely disguising my annoyance and anger. I ended the call, seething. That idotic, egotistical, naive bunny! He would reap his reward for his carefree trust of his own plans.
Syara and I had been flying for about 20 minutes when we met a large army of bunnies heading for the Resistance hideout. The bunnies were in two Arwings. How they had come this far when I had only sent the message 20 minutes earlier was a mystery to me. I called into their Arwings.
“How did you get here so fast?”
“New feature – supersonic jet boost that lasts for 5 minutes.”
‘Note to self: get that new feature installed into pod’
KITTYMINE
We ran out of the house toward the subway tunnels, praying that we wouldn’t be seen. Unfortunately, a bunch of bunnies were already there, blocking the entrance. We had a fight. We won. I noticed that Rainbowstar was wearing a bunnyproof suit and carrying a pile of the same suits.
“Guys!” I yelled, attracting the attention of the others. “Let’s get these suits on before more bunnies get here – they’re bunnyproof suits.”
After a bit of confusion, we all got a suit in the proper size. Eventually there was only one suit left- Enceladus’s. However, he was in no condition to wear one. Someone picked him up and we hurried to the subway tunnels, our weapons at the ready.
((Er… I thought we were in the Arwings?))
I grabbed a bunnyproof suit and changed into it in an empty closet. I stuffed my old clothes into a rucksack that was in the closet, but I put my belt on over the suit, hanging my weapons from it. I rejoined the group, bringing the rucksack with me just in case.
((Enceladus, how did you get bunnified again?))
((When I’m injured by bunnies, I’m bunnified. Do you mind if I bunnify you?))
((Bunnification involves being injected with hot-pink pigment, which turns the victim pink. Then the bunnies make surgical modifications to the victim’s body, to make en look like a bunny. Sam never had the surgery, so he looks normal, except that his skin is hot pink. But having woken up with two bunnies standing over you is perfect grounds for having been bunnified, (they could have bunnified you when you were unconscious.) As for bunnifying me, you can try, but don’t think that I’m not going to notice that you’ve suddenly turned hot pink. But we can have a pitched battle, at the very least.))
((No, MY bunnification is mental, like hypnosis, where another mind is implated in you, but no one notices because you look perfectly normal. Mental Bunnification is like hypnosis, and that’s what’s been done to me.))
MBers used to call that “zombification” and distinguished it from full bunnification, but it seems the distinction is being lost.
This is more like bunnification, as you keep your intelligence, but just become evil and bunny worshipping.
((Sounds like hypnobunnification to me.))
((176-The bunnies re-bunnified him again. He’s obviously going to have trouble with this in the future.))
((174 – Maybe we should go back to the Base and try to recapture it from the bunnies))
((Enceladus (I got tired of keeping track of all the .1’s)– I think that’s called hypnobunnification. It happened to a bunch of people in the first half of BA.))
((Okay, let’s just call it that.))
((This is getting confusing. Anyway, before you try to hypnobunnify me, I really don’t want to be bunnified in any form. Just so you know.))
((175- I thought that we were met by bunnies as we were running away from the hideout (bunnies that got there because they have knew supersonic jet boosters for up to 5 minutes) who hypnobunnified Enceladus. I thought that we were on our way to the Arwings, going through the subway tunnels.))
KITTYMINE
Luckily, we met no bunnies in the tunnels, pink or black. I smirked slightly to myself as I remembered my last encounter with bunnies in a tunnel. It had been a black bunny, and he had been shooting tar.
In no time at all we were at the airport. We (all 26 of us) climbed into an Arwing and we lifted off.
((Ah. I see. Makes sense!
Hmm, I should probably be doing my homework… I’ll be back. *disappears*))
((181- That’s a big Arwing.))
((Yeahhhhh… um, about that… if you look at a picture of an Arwing, there is no room for anything but the seat and control panels. I probably shoulda mentioned that earlier…))
((Does it matter? This is our own universe! It doesn’t matter whether the picture agrees with us! Sorry if I’m picking on you. I didn’t mean to.))
((How about we’re in a standard jet plane rather than an Arwing?))
I offered to be the pilot, but someone else was already in the cockpit. We made ourselves comfortable in various seats throughout the plane.
((183- Where did we find a jet plane?))
((Sorry, I’m having extended creativity block. I’ll get around to RPing sometime.))
((Re: jet plane
Well, we’re at an airport, aren’t we?))
I seated myself next to the window, so I could watch for bunny ships. I propped Sam up in the seat next to me. His skin was still hot pink, and he slept soundly, occasionally mumbling streams of bunny dogma. Groundhog had said that by the time we got to wherever we were going, Sam would be ready for debunnification. If we made it there.
((We should use the inflatable slide at some point. I’ve always wanted to slide down one of those. Whee!))
((Inflatable slide: YES! Can we? Oh, what fun!))
The plane was one of the smaller models at the airport, but it still felt huge to me. Compared to the Arwings, the jet was slow and bulky, plus it had no defenses against the HPBs. I felt very conspicuous, though we had turned off the outside lights on the wings and tail to avoid attracting the attention of the bunnies.
I sat near the back of the plane, a row in front of where we had placed Enceladus. I thought I heard a sound from behind me, and looked back between the seats.
Enceladus was awake, peering carefully around to see if anyone was watching. There was something strange about the way he was acting; he didn’t look disoriented, so he must have been aware earlier, but… ‘Why would he hide it?’ I thought. On instinct, I turned away quickly so he wouldn’t see me looking.
Then, with a shock, I realized I could feel loathing radiating from him. I shuddered violently. The fierce hatred was directed at the Resistance!
((Oh no, you noticed!))
((Heh-heh, sorry. I just thought that since Daisy had been bunnified recently, she would be more sensitive to others who were under the bunnies’ influence. You could try to bunnify her, but she now knows how to fight it, so expect some resistance.))
((Good idea))
((185- Oh. We are? ))
((We were.))
((No one has claimed the pilot seat yet, so I’m going to.))
I climbed into the cockpit of the plane, strapping myself in. The robots had finished loading all of our stuff and had safely shut themselves into the cargo hold. Luckily, the runway was clear, so I was able to lift off almost immediately. I was about to turn off the “fasten seatbelt” sign when something appeared on the radar. Seconds later, I saw a bunny ship through the windshield. Several more appeared to be following it. “Cake!” I muttered, wishing that we had a fighter plane. I took the jet into a dive, grabbing the intercom. “In case you haven’t noticed yet, we’re under attack.” I said. “We don’t have any weapons, so anyone who’s Force-sensitive should please work together to make the bunny ships collide with one another, or at least make them go away. I’m going to take evasive action, so please do not take off your seatbelts.” I put down the microphone and assessed the situation. There was an entire squadron of bunny ships surrounding us, all firing like mad. I took a deep breath, averted my eyes from the windshield, and began to fly as unpredictably as possible, looping and rolling around the bunny ships. The jet wasn’t meant for this type of flying, but the bunnies couldn’t hit us this way, so I kept it up.
I got up out of my seat, and got on my “bunny-proof” suit. Bah. I had helped make these to ensure that they actually increased the speed of bunnification. I smiled as I plotted the downfall and extinction of the human race. At least bunnies can get along. I thought.
((189- Argh, I was hoping to grab it. No matter, I’ll take co-pilot, if you don’t mind.))
“Altitude 12,000, 578 mph, North-Northwest, ugh,” I was slammed back into my seat as Groundhog pulled yet another evasive maneuver. “Okay, West-Northwest, you might want to pull up some, we’re kind of ungh,”- g-forces slammed me again but I kept the info coming- “okay, now we’re at 13,500, 601 mph, I didn’t think this jet could…”
“Where are the bunnies now?” Groundhog interrupted.
“Two at six o’clock, two at four o’clock, three out of radar range.” I checked the radar again. “Make that four at six o’clock and one dead ahead. And you might want to ease up on the evasive maneuvers, the left engine is overheating.” I saw the bunny ship rapidly approaching. “Okay, forget I said that, let’s get evasive.”
“Already on it,” Groundhog responded. Something in her voice made me tighten my seatbelt.
I looked into the seat ahead of me as we flew through maneuver after maneuver. Padme was sitting there, her eyes closed and her breathing deep and calm. She was trying to use the Force to crash the bunnies together, but she could only control one of them. The other one kept dodging around the controlled one. I said, “Want some help?”
She jumped, and the bunny ship regained its composure. She asked quietly, “You can use the Force?” I nodded, and together we took out two of the ships. Almost instantly, as if on cue, two more appeared. We crashed those two together, and two more appeared. She said frantically, “We can’t destroy them all, they’ll just keep coming!”
At that moment I got a crazy idea. I asked Groundhog through the intercom, “Have we got any jetpacks on this thing?”
A moment’s hesitation, and then, “One in the back. William, what are you planning?” I didn’t answer. In a gap between our evasive maneuvers, I unclipped the belt and ran to the back. I found the jetpack and ripped it out of the container. Standing at the very back of the plane, I said on the intercom, “Open the back door.”
“Are you crazy?? What are you planning?”
“Just trust me, open the door!”
The door opened, and I said, “If I don’t come back, don’t wait for me.” Then I was out.
((191 – Not at all.))
JENNY:
I saw Enceladus getting out of his seat. “What are you doing?” I shouted at him. “You’ll get tossed around if the plane flips over!” He looked at me, and I saw pinkness in his eyes. “Help!” I screamed. “Enceladus got bunnified again!” I curled up as much as I could and shut my eyes, so that he couldn’t hypnotize me.
GROUNDHOG:
I continued to take evasive action, but the bunnies were starting to burn holes in the wings with their lasers. I began to concentrate on the Force. In my mind, the bunny ships became pink blobs around the jet. I flipped sideways to the left and threaded the needle between two bunny ships. Both turned to fire at the jet, but by the time they finished turning, we were through, and their shots only hit each other. I relaxed, realizing that this technique would work. I continued to attract the bunny fire to other bunny ships, and while the shots didn’t destroy the ships immediately, they did do significant damage after a while.
((Groundhog, I look perfectly normal. No pinkness at all. Just hatred.))
((Yeep, sorry!))
Replacement for Jenny’s RP:
I saw Enceladus getting out of his seat. “What are you doing?†I shouted at him. “You’ll get tossed around if the plane flips over!†He looked at me, and I saw deep hatred in his eyes. “Help!†I screamed. “Enceladus is gonna kill me!”
I screamed as Groundhog looped and swerved the plane at blinding speed, G-force pinning me to my seat. A few times I glimpsed Sam, still hot pink and unconscious, his small body shaking as the plane went through maneuver after maneuver. Luckily I’d buckled him in.
The terrible truth hit me as I was tossed against the window by a violent swerve. I glimpsed two bunny ships, firing lasers at us. Grappling at the armrests of my seat, I strained to see the wing. Had we been hit? It didn’t look like it, but any second now …
I hoped Groundhog knew how to fly this thing. I should have volunteered, but my maternal instinct had won – I’d wanted to keep an eye on Sam.
The plane turned a complete spiral, rolling upside down and then back up again. For an exhilarating moment I was swept upside down, clinging to my seatbelt. Then it was over. In the moment of relative calm that followed, I checked on Sam – still asleep and pink, his head lolling to one side – and leant against the window again.
Something strange was happening. The bunny ships rocketed toward each other and crashed together, destroying each other. Two more ships came, and did the same. I thought of my Arwing accident. Could someone be remotely controlling the ships?
A tiny figure fell past the window. En was in a green suit. Someone had jumped.
((I was about to post something, but it was just going to be some self-pitying post about how I’m so helpless. So i deleted it. Sorry, I’m slightly depressed, since my mouse died earlier.))
Selena:
Something was strange… I watched a person in a green suit jump out the back. No, not that. I reminded me of…
“Help !” shouted Jenny “Enceladus is gonna kill me !” I turned around and saw Enceladus get up and go over to Jenny. Then I felt something, almost like a scream inside myself. I’d lost Syara to the HPBs. Bunnified or not, she’d abandoned me to join them. Now they were threatening to bunnify my friends, turn them into Zombies…
I unfastened my seatbelt and charged forwards. The plane lurched and rolled, but I kept enough momentum to stumble to the front and tackle Enceladus. He grunted and shoved me against the base of a seat. I scratched him. Then groundhog executed some arial maneuver that sent us rolling into Jenny.
This has to end before there’s a looping and we all get battered to bits I thought.
Syara:
“Don’t shoot eachother, you fools ! That plane is a jackpot, stuffed full of resistance members, plain as the nose on your faces. Aim, you hot-pink bits of fluff !” I berated the HPBs over intercom, wishing I was there. Suddenly I realized that Selena was probably on that plane. Then I shook my head decisively. She was a) on the wrong side and b) in the way. The person who’d cared a whit about her was long gone, dead and buried by time. If I caught her and she joined the Hot-pink forces, she could have a proper education as sith. Otherwise she was in the way, and I wasn’t going to lose any sleep over that.
As we fight, I send bunny-thoughts to everyone around me. They bunny-thoughts infiltrate their minds. Everyone attacking me pretended to subdue me, and went back to our seats. Suddenly, another plane appeared. Groundhog, Selena, Jenny and I jumped out the plane, on to the wing. Fighting the strong winds, we jumped to the other plane. I told them I had hypno-bunnified them, and we resumed our attack on the jet.
((Please say if you mind being bunninfied. It’s temporary, but I don’t know that. RP it wearing off and keeping it secret.))
((How could Groundhog come with you if she’s flying the plane? I don’t mean to be rude, I’m just asking.))
((Goundhog doesn’t give a whit* about what happens to the plane.))
((*not that I know what a whit is))
((197- I mind. Someone‘s gotta fight the bunnies–if we all get bunnified, game’s over.
197.1- We’re crashing?…))
((Only Groundhog, Jenny, and Daisy*chain are bunnified. Even then, it’s not permanent.))
((I’m bunnified? Here we go again… It’s ok, though.
Oops-gotta-go-will-post-later!))
((198.1- Oh yeah, you’re right. Sorry, I think I didn’t read your RP carefully enough.))
((Hold it. You can’t send bunny-thoughts to everyone around you, it doesn’t work that way. Only completely bunnified people can bunnify others, and that still requires injection of hot pink pigment. Hypnobunnified people can regular hypnotize and zombify, but that requires eye contact. Also, hypnosis, zombification and bunnification can’t just wear off.))
((Do you mind if Selena doesn’t get bunnified ? She would know about the eye contact rule, since she was often bunnified in the past. Besides, Syara is sort of bunnified/evil so I’d like to have one character in the resistance. Maybe you could shove her away hard enough that she´s winded and can’t pursue you ? She’s eleven, so that shouldn’t be hard.
A whit= a very small part or amount. It’s an middle english word, and is still used mostly in phrases, like not to care a whit, not change a whit, e.t.c… It’s a bit rustic, but it sounds so much nicer than “I don’t give a ****
” ))
((Groundhog: I think Enceladus is kinda a special case. He was, apparently, more or less bunnified before he was born, which probably made him unique. Enceladus, maybe you could bunnify people slightly, so they are more inclined toward evil, but they don’t actually lose their will, or start attacking those around them, etc. That work?))
((I thought he ate some of the food that the bunnies had spiked with hot-pink pigment, which is why the mindshape thing didn’t quite work. But bunnified before hie was born…You mean like his mom was bunnified while she was pregnant with him?))
((Hello, I’m back again. This is becoming a really annoying habit. Anyway…
195- Your mouse died? I’m so sorry! *hugs and choklit*
202- he may be a special case, but Groundhog is the cockpit, a completely seperate area in the plane. I don’t have anything against him telepathically hypnobunnifying anyone in the passenger area. That’s just my opinion by the way. No pressure whatsoever.
One last note- I’m going to be entering in my new character as soon as we get to a new hideout (he’s going to find us there).))
LILIS
The other bunny planes flew off after the escaping Resistance. Syara and I continued, keeping radio contact. Suddenly we heard the sound of shots coming through. Syara picked up the radio and started trying to direct the fleet of bunny ships.
“Don’t shoot each other, you fools! That plane is a jackpot, stuffed full of resistance members, plain as the nose on your faces. Aim, you hot-pink bits of fluff !â€
While Syara was talking I activated the computer so as to view what was going on a with the bunny fleet. The pink blobs (bunny ships) we moving in a mostly tactical plan against the blue blob (the resistance jet), but some of them kept randomly flying at each other…
‘The Force!’
“Syara – tell the lagamorphs to retreat somewhat. Make sure that they still have range to fight. If they back up enough, the Force users will be unable to take control of the ships.” She nodded and began relaying the message. As she did so, a small blue speck appeared on the screen, falling from the larger blue blob. Someone was parachuting.
KITTYMINE
I couldn’t help it. Even thought I should have been scared out of my wits that bunnies were shooting at us, I was having fun. That is, until Enceladus got up and things started getting weird.
PAMDE
With William’s help, we were able to start bashing bunny ships together. Then two things happened at once.
The bunny ships started to fly backward a bit and William jumped out of the plane.
This was doubly bad, since I now had no Force ability against the bunny ships since they were out of my range and I didn’t have William to help me. A wave of exhaustion washed over me as I let the Force go. I leaned back in my seat and fell asleep.
‘A woman was lying on a bed in a bedroom, her pale face shining with sweat, her hair dark brown in disarray all over the pillow. Her bright green eyes were gazing lovingly at the swaddled baby she was holding in her arms. Standing next to her was a tall man with his necktie askew, his black hair tousled, and a 5 o’clock shadow. Both were smiling as they beheld their newborn baby.
“Padme,” whispered the mother in a weak voice, gently stroking the baby’s head. A sudden banging noise from below caused the couple to look up, startled. The banging grew louder. Suddnely there was a loud CRACK and a BOOM as the door to the house was forced open. The husband darted over to his chest of drawers and pulled out a gun. He then pushed the chest in front of the door, blocking it. Footsteps thundered up the stairs, and someone hammered on the door. There was a pause.
KRAAAAKKKKOOOM!
The door was blasted open and the chest of drawers was shoved to the side. The woman screamed as a group of 9 HPBs and 1 black bunny burst into the room. The man’s gun was up and blazing, but there were too many. After two hot pink ones fell, 4 others and the one black one took their place and grabbed the man, yanking the gun from his hands. They dragged him to the side. The three remaining bunnies went straight for the bed. The mother screamed, trying to shield her baby. Two of the bunnies held the stuggling woman down while one snatched the child away, placing the baby out of reach. The woman shrieked even louder, trying frantically to break out of the bunnies’s grips. The third bunny came back to the bed holding a syringe full of a pink substance. He advanced on the desperate woman, his furry face lit with a demented smile. With ease he injected the pigment into the woman’s arm. The effect was immediate. The woman’s screams reached a higher pitch, her eyes rolling, her skin starting to turn pink, but then her screams suddenly stopped. Her body fell back on to the pillows, lifeless.
“Oh, well,” said one of the bunnies. “We killed her. She was too weak.” The three joined the other five around the husband. He was pinned against the wall and the black bunny was staring into his eyes. The man went limp and he slumped to the floor.
“Pick him up – and take the brat as well. I’ve got a special place for her. Bury the woman.” Three bunnies picked up the man while four picked up the woman. The black one picked up the baby, who was still sleeping.
“A good night’s work, wouldn’t you say, Captain Tarnug?” said one of the bunnies to the black one. Tarnug smiled evilly, gazing at the infant in his paws.
“Definitely.” ‘
((I’m gonna go with the idea that Enceladus hypnobunnified Daisy after she was spying on him. ‘K? ‘K. ))
Although I turned away, Enceladus had noticed me spying on him. I heard him get up, and as I struggled to get my seatbelt unbuckled, he had appeared by my seat. I looked up, a little frightened at what he would do next. Enceladus smiled coldly. Then I felt a great wave of hot-pink wash over my mind.
I gasped, thinking, ‘The suit! It’s defective?!’
Enceladus walked towards the front of the cabin, but I slumped back down in my seat.
A familiar figure had appeared in my head.
“I’m baaack!!” the bunny-me trills. I shudder mentally. I/She/It hadn’t seemed so malicious last time… There will be no quarter given.
((203- Yes, and it was my first mouse ever! *cry* Okay, I’m done. After I posted that, I thought it over, and realized that my comments were directed while I was thinking Groundhog had said something else. Which made my post mostly pointless, but I didn’t feel like correcting it and double posting. Sorry. I need to go, but I should be back in a minute.))
I could feel the wind rushing in my face for a few seconds before I fired the thrusters, stopping my descent. I flew back up to the same altitude as the ships, pulled out my blaster, and started shooting the engines off the bunny ships. This time, they didn’t get replaced. When there was one left, Lilis’ pod appeared, and I realized it wouldn’t be easy to get back onto the plane with her there.
So I flew over to the final bunny ship and grabbed onto a rung from the ladder built onto the side. Climbing slowly, I finally managed to get to the airlock. I opened the hatch, got inside, closed the hatch, and took out all the bunnies on the ship. Then I took the controls and engaged Lilis.
((Yay, I finally wrote something after 2 1/2 days :D.))
((Okay, so Daisy is bunnified. What else is happening? I assume Groundhog’s not bunnified, and I don’t know about Jenny. Are Enceladus and Daisy outside the plane yet? I’ll assume they are.))
I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, a strange scene had unfolded. A fight appeared to have taken place, judging from the figures moaning on the floor and the fact that Enceladus and Daisy were leaving. Enceladus hadn’t reformed after all. All the begging for forgiveness, maybe even the forgetfulness, were all a very clever act. I couldn’t believe it. A small part of me had been glad Enceladus had been sorry after all, glad he felt the horrors of what he had done. That part of me was in a thousand pieces now. He had betrayed us all. My hatred of him, that had abated slightly over the past day, steeled over a thousand times more. My hand moved toward my seatbelt, before I suddenly stopped myself. I couldn’t use any weapon, and Enceladus, supporting the bunnies as he did, could surely use any number. My revenge would come. Someday.
((Okay, I seriously need to get Callista doing something other than hating Enceladus. Really, it’s getting ridiculous. Plus, I really need to have my force abilities discovered. *pokes force-sensitives* Could you discover that on this trip or at the base? Fairly quickly, since I’m thinking that most of the people have already been trained to some extent, and won’t want to go through that again. Although Jenny could probably train at the same time… Wow, long post, given that nothing happened in it.))
A fight in the aisle distracted me from the bunny ships’ strange actions. I tried to get up and help, but by the time I unbuckled my seatbelt, everyone had calmly walked back to their seats. I quickly rebuckled it, in case the bunnies attacked again.
I checked on Sam for what seemed like the thirtieth time. He was still asleep. His skin was still hot pink. He still looked like he could be debunnified.
Suddenly, he sat up rigid in his seat and started yelling in his sleep. “LORD XEER!” He was dreaming.
Little kids can yell much louder than you think. Everyone stared at him.
His eyes were still closed. His small body was stiff as a board. A hot pink board, in a Resistance suit. “My lord, we have a problem. Some of the bipeds are telepathic. They’re crashing our ships. Shall we send better ones?” He paused. “Yes, the suit plan is working. The new recruit Enceladus has succeeded, but the anti-lagomorphs seem suspicious.”
Now everyone looked at Enceladus.
((203- What the cake. Was that dream real? No… wait. Padme came from an orphanage, didn’t she? I can’t remember her backstory too well…
205- Awww. I’m sorry about your mouse. Here, you can have one of my sister’s mice. *gives mouse*))
((209- Yes, that dream was real. See, I was trying to brainstorm a backstory for my new character who’s Padme’s cousin, but I kinda had to start with Padme. Yes, she was at an orphanage – found on the front steps in a cardboard box. The dream was just explaining how she ended up at the orphanage. It’ll all be clearer once we get to our new hideout and I get to introduce my new character Rik.
Speaking of a new hideout, I have some messages to relay from Groundhog.
a) The new hideout will be somewhere in northern Canada, so that is where we are heading.
b) She is not hypnobunnified – Jenny is.
Gotta run! Sorry I don’t have time to post. ))
((210- Ah. Okay. It’s so sad, though! *snif* I feel sorry for Padme.
Isn’t Jenny, like, three years old?))
((Six, I think, but yeah. Of course, Sam’s been bunnified twice. More posts, people!))
((210- yeah. I debated about having her father still alive now, but then I realized that since she was already adopted, it would be a bit akward. So he’s dead too. ))
((211- *asks Groundhog* Jenny is 5. ))
((Arrg! I don’t have time to really post! I have to write the rough draft of my speech for the school debate by tomorrow and I have only barely started. This is what I get for my teacher telling me on Friday to have it by Monday. Joy. ))
((Well, I’m sure you’ll do fine. I’ll post when more has happened. Or when I have more time.))
((Hmmm… we’ve been moving slowly. Time to add a bit.))
((Question: Did Enceladus and a few others actually jump? Cuz there was that whole dispute… I’ll assume, judging by Rainbowstar’s post, that they did not jump.))
LILIS
I frowned at the little blue speck. Making a quick decision, I turned the pod around and flew backward, coming to where the bunnies were battling the escaping Resistance. The little blue speck, who was now recognizable as the male who had led the prisoners out of the DOH, was wearing a jet pack and flying toward a bunny ship. He took out a blaster and shot the ship in front of mine. Grinning, I pulled up to take its place. He frowned, then flew to a different bunny ship and forced his way inside. A few minutes later I saw him in the cockpit, staring at me. I loosed a shot – he dodged it easily – and the fight began.
It was a very long fight. We both shot and dodged in the usual fashion while the bunny ships were regrouping. Neither of us were gaining on the other. I yawned obviously in his direction.
PADME
I woke with a start, breathing hard, my whole body sweaty. I knew what I had just seen, but I had no idea why. It was completely random. Of all the dreams to have had, why that one?
I looked up as a flat voice permeated my thought process.
“My lord, we have a problem. Some of the bipeds are telepathic. They’re crashing our ships. Shall we send better ones?†Sam was sitting up, eyes closed. It was creepy. “Yes, the suit plan is working. The new recruit Enceladus has succeeded, but the anti-lagomorphs seem suspicious.†I resisted the urge to stare at Enceladus like everyone else and concentrated on taking off my suit. I didn’t want to be hypnobunnified. Just as I finished pulling off the suit I felt a slight probing sensation at the edge of my mind. I stiffened and concentrated hard, focusing. The probing sensation was getting worse. I closed my eyes so as to concentrate better. In my mind’s eye I sensed a pink, pointed probe that was jabbing at my consciousness. I Iifted a hand and shoved at it, hearing a thud as Enceladus was Force pushed against his seat. The probe retreated some, but was still shoving fiercely. Frowning, I pushed harder. After all this, I was not going to be taken over. I had been hypnotized as a child by the bunnies quite a few times. I was not going to let anything of the sort happen again. I heard scuffles and shouts from the others around me, but I ignored them, not daring to look at what was going on. I pressed the intercom button.
“Groundhog?” I said it my calmest, most controlled voice as I battled the probe. “We are having difficulties back here by the name of a mentally hypnobunnifying Enceladus. Please do something immediately.”
KITTYMINE
Enceladus stood up. Suddenly Sam started shouting about Enceladus and the suits. Slowly, trying not to attract attention, I stood up and headed for the cockpit, unzipping the suit as I dodged into the stewardess area. I ripped it off once inside and headed straight for the cockpit. I arrived just in time to hear Padme’s voice call in.
“Groundhog? We are having difficulties back here by the name of a mentally hypnobunnifying Enceladus. Please do something immediately.”
I turned around right then. Padme was obviously having difficulties but was trying to hide it. I backed out of the cockpit and took out my blaster, setting it on STUN. I stepped back into the passenger area and leveled my blaster. Enceladus’s face was contorted as strained against the Force pinning him to his seat but people a few people were sitting listlessly in their seats, obviously under his influence. I stepped forward.
“Let them go Enceladus – you have 2.2 seconds before I shoot.” His eyes opened, pink and furious, but just as his probe nudged my brain, I pulled the trigger. I hit him dead on – he couldn’t move due to the Force on him. He slumped in his seat. I jabbed the intercom button.
“Groundhog – I knocked him out. Get us to a new hideout quickly!”
It wasn’t going to be so simple. The bunny ships were back.
((HEY! EVERYONE! COME BAAACK! POST!
This has been happening while everyone else is caught up in other stuff. ))
I suddenly thought of something, and, waiting for a lull in the evasive maneuvers, I pulled my pack from under my seat, and pulled out the laptop from under my seat. Opening it up, I prayed that this would work. Yes! This was one of the newer planes, that had internet access on it. I browsed around a bit, and noticed a HPB image. Scrolling over it, I discovered it was called, BunnyHacker. I was puzzled for a moment, wondering why the Resistance would have a hacking program on their computer, but then realized it was for hacking into bunny systems. Perfect! I’d spent quite a bit of time on computers at some points, and had some practice hacking. Not that I’d ever done anything illegal, but that wasn’t the point. In a moment, the BunnyHacker was open, and I was hacking into their systems. Password: I tried a few things, starting with William the First, (unsuccessful) until I finally got it right with Xeer’sforces I was in.
Bunny Chat
The place where the Top Bunnies gather, to gather forces and plot world domination.
I didn’t have time to look at all of it. I skipped the text, and read the links near the top.
PlaningWe knew most of that. General Discussion Might be interesting, but not now. Current Battles Perfect! I clicked on that, and my screen went black. Green messages appeared on it.
General Gath:
Are you certain the plane is the Resistance’s escape route?
Bunny Force 38:
Absolutely, sir. We have confirmation from Enceladus.
General Gath:
Wonderful. Shall I send more troops?
Bunny Force 38:
Yes sir. They’re taking us down quickly. Using the- Forth, was it? Mystical energy?
General Gath:
Force, you idiot quadruped! More troops on the way.
Bunny Force 38:
Yes sir.
I glanced up. They appeared to have just stunned Enceladus. Looking back at the screen, she noticed the time on the messages. They were from just before she had hacked into here. Another message appeared, along with a popup box. I read the message, then the box.
General Gath:
New forces should be arriving. Send more?
The box said:
Message being sent. Intercept?
Yes No
I clicked, ‘Yes’, and a new box popped up.
Reply as Bunny Force 38?
Yes No
I clicked ‘Yes’ again, and typed in,
No sir. We almost have them. New forces no use, call off. All ships to concentrate fully on fighting. Any further messages will not be read.
Clicking the ‘Intercept All’ button, I put the computer down and looked out the window. Around half of the ships pulled away, leaving no more then we could handle, I was fairly sure. And I had helped the Resistance. A warm glow spread throughout me, and a smile came to my face. I wasn’t useless after all. The bunnies would be defeated, and all would be well. It would only take a bit of time.
KITTYMINE
The bunny ships had regrouped and were heading for us. William was in a bunny ship fighting Lilis, who had come out of nowhere. But then something odd happened… most of the bunny ships disappeared, flying away.
‘What on earth- Oh!’
I noticed Callista sitting in here seat with a laptop, grinning in an odd sort of way. Twisted victory, I think. I slipped over to her.
“Thanks, Callista! You’ve really helped a lot.” She jumped slightly at my sudden appearance, but nodded in thanks.
“I’m still intercepting their messages.”
“Good. That would be really helpful. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to deal with our little Wormtongue here.” I walked over to Enceladus, took off his “bunny proof” suit and bound him tightly, trussing him into a chair. I then shot him with a stun ray a second time for good measure and walked back to the cockpit.
“Groundhog, I’ve taken care of Enceladus and Callista has intercepted some bunny plans on a laptop. How much farther to our new hideout?”
“Not too far – about half an hour. It’s in Canada. Yukon, to be precise.” I nodded and went back to the passenger area. I looked out the window just in time to see Lilis’s pod fly away, one of its wings smoking. I grinned. William’s bunny ship coasted over to our plane, following us. I waved out the window and he returned the gesture, smirking triumphantly. Then Groundhog’s voice came over the intercom.
“Okay guys, we’ll be at our new hideout in approximately 30 minutes.” There were general sighs of relief. The passenger area was calm, though I did notice that a few people looked a bit dazed. Daisy and Jenny to be exact. Padme looked tired and relieved.
“Thanks for taking him out Mom. It was getting hard to fight him.” I hugged her quickly before turning to Jenny. I couldn’t fix her – I wasn’t exactly a mindshape expert – but…
“Padme – could you come here a second?”
PADME
I got up and came over.
“What is it?”
“Would you be able to help me? I need to knock Jenny and Daisy out so that they don’t do any accidental damage while hypnobunnified and I don’t want to use a blaster.” I nodded.
“I think I have enough energy for that.” I kneeled down and ran my index finger down Jenny’s temple. She fell asleep immediately, Pluto clutched in her chubby grasp. I walked over to Daisy and repeated the action, knocking her out, before returning to my seat and falling asleep.
When I woke up the plane was touching down. Luckily I was seatbelted. After a few minutes we were exiting the plane and walking through the terminal.
I watched the events around me unfold, but I couldn’t move from my seat.
As I saw Padme coming towards me, the bunny-me tensed, ready to attack. Suddenly there was a sharp jab at my mind, and the bunny-me winked out, followed by me losing consciousness as well.
((I assume William dealt with the rest of the bunny ships? Seems reasonable.))
((219 – the ones that were left behind after most ran off, yes.))
LILIS
Our fight was still a stalemate when out of the blue, bunny ships started leaving. Syara picked up the radio and began yelling at them. I turned the ship slightly to see what was going on.
Bad move.
A bolt shot from the Resistance member’s stolen ship and hit the wing of my pod. Growling, I flew off, forced to get back to Alcatraz at least to fix the pod. Curse that jumped up Resistance male!
KITTYMINE
Once inside the airport we found an elevator and went down to an exit. ZVX found 2 large airport vans and “borrowed” them. We used its GPS to figure about where in the Yukon our new base was (I should say them – Groundhog, ZVX, and TGYPWYA were the ones doing the figuring out). We then drove off, TGYPWYA driving one and ZVX driving the other (everyone can decide which one they want to go on. There are 26 of us – see post 162 for a list). It was announced that we had an hours drive ahead of us. Padme and I were in TGYPWYA’s van with Enceladus, who I had dragged along to keep watch over.
((I’ll come along with you two, if that’s alright. Somebody force-sensitive still needs to discover that Callista is. This should happen soon. Is there a reason this isn’t happening, that I don’t know about? ‘Cause if somebody has a really great idea for how to discover this, that’s fine, but I’d like to know about it.))
We went into the airport. It wasn’t much different from last time I flew, though a different airport, of course. It was shocking that the world around us was so… Normal, even while the world was being taken over. But the rest of the world was happy not knowing, so there was no point in alerting them. We had reached the entrance by now, and waited a moment before climbing into one of the vans that arrived, driven by two of our people. I strapped myself into one of the seats and watched the rest of them choosing a van and climbing in too.
((Where are we going? Another base/hideout? I’m totally clueless here, sorry… I haven’t been keeping up too well.))
((Yeah, we’re going to another base/hideout in the Yukon.))
I followed everyone else to the airport, landing in an empty space near the plane. We piled into the vans and as our trip got underway, I nodded off to sleep quickly.
KOPPAR
To anyone else, it would appear that I was drinking a bottle of ginger ale. Well, it was, but most ginger ale isn’t a special recipe for de[insert mind controlling process used by HPBs]ing mild-to-moderate cases of hypnotism, zombification, and bunnification. Ginger, as it turns out, is one of twenty-one common household items that repel HPBs. ((21 = half of 42)) Not to mention the fact that (a) ginger ale is tasty and (b) also good for airsickness/carsickness/seasickness.
I had five unopened bottles. After the Bunnifying Suits Incident, I wondered if I should share the rest with the other Resistors. And maybe Groundhog would be able to use the recipe (which I’d found in with the letter) to come up with some kind of cure for the ingested bunnification. The regular stuff wouldn’t work for, say, Black Bunny hypnotism or ingested bunnification, but we could come up with some kind of cure for those . . . couldn’t we?
((Let’s not have the “base gets attacked and taken over, we flee, the bunnies find out about our new base and come to get us, repeat” plot at the Yukon base. I mean, The Big Final Confrontation must be coming up soon.)) ((And I’m making a list of what the other common things bunnies don’t like are. I’ll post it when I’m done.))
((Yes, let’s have the bunnies not find us for once. I think we have to take back the Marianas Trench base as well… So we’d better get the newbies trained at this new base.))
The suits were bunnifying us! How had I been so stupid? This was all my fault.
A tendril of pink curled into my brain.
“No!” I shouted. Fighting the bunny influence, I noticed something. The suits were tough as denim, but each had a fragile sheaf of paper-thin material on the outside, like a wrapper. And now the wrapper was slowly turning pink.
“Pink”, said a small voice somewhere in my head. “Pink is good.”
I tore off patches of the thin pink layer, ripping away the dangerous coating as though it was tissue paper. Soon, it was gone, and I was wearing a regular green Resistance suit.
“Pink,” murmured Sam. He was slipping back into bunnification. I undid his seatbelt, and ripped off the bunnifying layer of his small suit. His skin was still pink, and he was still asleep, but at least he wasn’t getting worse.
((That reminds me of dark-spiderman in Spiderman 3.))
((224-Can Cheese be one of them? Please? I can’t stay on right now. I think I already took off my suit… Whatever.))
((SFTDP, but I had to leave quickly. I wasn’t contradicting anyone with my already-taken-off suit, I was wondering whether I should RP Callista taking off her suit. I decided not to. I’m probably introducing a new character when we get to the base, the BA me, except even older then I would be. Probably when we get to the base. Don’t worry, it won’t be another clueless finder of the base. Not that those aren’t fine, but we have a lot of those, so it’s time for something different.
Selena:
My head throbbed. I looked around through half-closed eyes. Jenny and Daisy were knocked out. There was some noise behind me- Rainbowstar and Sam, but I didn’t turn around. Diagonally in front of me sat a red haired girl drinking ginger ale. My head throbbed harder at the mention of ginger ale… I went over and asked her for some. She handed me a bottle and I poured it into my mouth. I coughed and sputtered; I’d never had ginger ale before, and something inside me fought it. But I still managed to swallow some. The headache abruptly ceased and the ginger ale stopped burning my throat. In fact, it tasted rather good. I realized that my suit was torn- or rather that I was only wearing half a suit . The stupid thing was way to big, and it must have caught on an armrest during my brief fight with Enceladus. It felt strange- clammy and hot at the same time. I dumped it on my old seat and sat down next to Koppar.
Syara:
I stopped berating the HPBs and decided that it was time to throw in the towel. I lead the remaining bunny troops back to the HPB base.
((228- I going to be introducing another character too – which is partly why I have been speeding the travel process up a bit (my friend in impatiently awaiting for her charater to be introduced). I don’t think there’s any specific reason why your force powers havn’t been found, except that we’ve all been so busy and a whole bunch of new characters sort of came in a large mass, so that took a bit to organize. I could have Padme realize your force abilities on the way to our new hideout, if you’d like.
I agree that we should not have a “bunnies find us and we flee” repeat. I’ll have to get Lilis busy with something else- shouldn’t be too difficult.
I think we should have some more serious training once we get to our new base. We had a bit while in The Base, but that was a while ago. Perhaps there could be a sort of “peace” while both sides prepare for the final war?
Don’t really have anything to post yet… besides, I have writer’s block. Again. Seriously, I have *counts in head* 5 stories that I’m currently writing, but only one by myself. The other four are with my two best friends. Anyway, gotta go – my brothers want the computer *grrr*
I-man, how do you like your clay likeness? It’s my gravatar.
((That does not look like me/William. It looks like Han Solo with a lightsaber))
((Here’s my Bunny Repellent List:
1. Music in ¾ time
2. Ginger
3. Mint-flavored dental floss
4. Tape
5. Brickwork patterns
6. Plasticky faux wood
7. Lavender
8. Cooking oil
9. Horses cantering (a canter is a three-beat gait)
10. Salty foods
11. Foxes, things resembling foxes or having to do with them (including red hair)
12. Paint in colors other than pink
13. High-pitched noises
14. Cheese
15. Precipitation (snow, rain, hail, etc.)
16. Very hot water
17. Sirens
18. Anything in, around, near, or associated with the sea (bunnies get seasick very easily)
19. Frogs croaking
20. Anything with excessive visual symbols
21. Bright green objects
Maybe Koppar has the list in the papers from the letter and we protect the Yukon base with the stuff so the bunnies don’t come and get us? (For example, we put puddles of wet paint in non-pink colors around the base, play CDs of sounds the bunnies don’t like, put tape sticky side up everywhere. . . .)))
((230- ‘Kay. I’ll strike up a conversation.))
I yawned slightly, and leaned against the seat of the car. It wasn’t that late, but getting attacked by bunnies can take a lot out of you. She wasn’t the only one with that opinion, either. A girl next to her looked at least as tired, if not more so. I watched her for a bit. “You’re Padme, aren’t you?”
“Yes. You’re Callista?”
I nodded. “You look tired.”
“So do you.”
I couldn’t argue there, so I just smiled. “Is running for your life always this exhausting?”
She smiled too. “I haven’t done it too many times, so I’ll get back to you on that one.”
“Actually, I’d really rather not find out. At least, not if it means letting the bunnies get the better of us that many times.”
“Right. I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Speaking of bunnies, I was wondering what these do.” I plunged my hand into my bag, and brought out another bag full of something similar to darts, but filled with liquid.
“Oh, those are Depigmentizer Darts, used against bunnies. Where’d you get them?”
“Groundhog gave them to me. I asked her what else I could carry, since I couldn’t fight too well. She told me the robots had most of it, and asked me if I had ever played darts. When I told her I had, she gave me these.”
((I have a feeling I’m going to go on for some time before figuring out a way to link to the force. So I’ll stop now. Speaking of depigmentizer darts, didn’t Sam already get stuck with one?))
((Green is the complementary color to pink, i.e. pink+green = white. It should definitely be an anti-bunny color.))
Syara:
When I arrived at base, I went straight to a meeting with Xeer, Lillis and some of the high bunny officers. The latter looked duly nervous.
“We lost the resistance signal, Lord Xeer. Our bug got doused in ginger ale before we could determine their base. But we will send out pods immediately to-”
The unfortunate HPB general was interrupted by Xeer.
“No. We have a plan and we will not squander our time on finding the rebels. If they want to stop us, they must attack, and then we’ll be ready for them. We proceed to the center of the earth without delay. Lillis will supervise the arming of the ships and probes, Syara will prepare the troops for combat. That is all you need to know. You are dismissed.”
I smirked as the downtrodden generals escaped. Now only Lillis, Xeer and I were in the room.
“Incompetent fools.” Xeer remarked. “Now this is what I really want you to do…
((Since we are, after all, in a van full of people, if other people pop up and want to take part in Padme and my conversation, that’d be fine. Just as long as at some point, somebody discovers I’m force-sensitive. If that doesn’t happen, I’ll have to use one of my dramatic ways that I’ve dreamed up just in case. They’re complicated, however, and at least slightly cliché.))
((232- Can I see, Jakob?))
((So. Can we arrive? I’ve kind of excluded myself from the story, and am now having extended creativity block and have no idea how to get myself back in….))
((Join our conversation! I could figure out a way to get you in, probably.))
((YES we can arrive! I have been waiting for ages to arrive. I think I’ll get to one of my long posts again. Oh, and I think Sam was stuck with a depigmetizer dart already.))
PADME
Callista and I were chatting casually. I was glad for the distraction – trying to fend off a probe that wants to take over your mind is exhausting. She showed me the darts she had gotten from Groundhog. As I reached over to pick one up – out of curiosity I guess – my lightsaber came loose from its clasp on my belt and fell to the floor, rolling under the seat. With a sigh, I reached out a hand an pulled it toward me. It jumped out from under the seat and into my hand.
“Wow – are you a full jedi?” asked Callista? I grinned.
“Nope – not really, since there aren’t any anymore. But I can use the Force and fight with my saber pretty well. I hope to practice more once we get to our new hideout.” A few seconds after I said that, the van rolled to a halt. We had arrived.
KITTYMINE
The van stopped and we all climbed out. It was COLD, since it was November and we were in Canada. There wasn’t any snow on the ground, but the clouds overhead seemed to be threatening snow. We had stopped outside a large forested area with no particular path. ZVX beckoned and pushed aside some leaves. Or should I say put his hand through – it was a hologram. Behind the hologram was a small dirt path. Groundhog stuck two remote incinerator packs on each van. After we had gone a short way on to the path, she activated the packs. The two vans exploded and vanished, leaving bits of ash and molten metal behind.
We walked for about 20 minutes until we came to a huge tree. Barely visible on the tree trunk was a small circle. ZVX pushed it and the bark of the tree slid away as an elevator appeared. We went down in groups of 4, the last group consisting of only two people. The elevator took us underground to our new hideout.
The hideout looked similiar to the one below Groundhog’s house – the layout was almost the same. It was a bit bigger and had more training areas, bedrooms, a larger infirmary, etc.
PADME
I looked around the new hideout as TGYPWYA stood up.
“Okay, the basic directions are thus. Bedrooms to the left; training areas to the right; infirmary,lab, kitchen, lounge, etc. straight ahead. Lunch will be in 2 hours.”
I went to the left to go find a bedroom. After dumping my knapsack on the bottom bunk, I left to go toward the training area. As I walked back through the entrance area, I met Callista.
“I’m going to go train some – want to come?”
After a bit more time, we arrived. The base was laid out similar to the one we’d just left, though different. I followed the instructions to the bedrooms, and put my things on in one of them. I went back out and looked around uncertainly before Padme came out and asked me if I wanted to come train with her.
“Sure! Could you show me how to use this?” I pulled out my lightsaber.
Her eyes widened. “Where’d you get that?”
I shrugged. “My uncle. He gave it to me years ago. I think it was my grandmother’s, or something. I don’t know how to use it though.”
((Cue ‘force sensitivity runs in families’, or something along the lines. Or if you have a better idea.))
((Can Groundhog or somebody debunnify Sam soon?))
((And Daisy, please. She needs training as well…))
((232- But you said you wear Han’s clothes a couple threads back. Plus, you have a lightsaber.)
((238- Thanks. I’ll have Kaye come in now, I think.
243- We all have lightsabers. It’s a Resistance thing. But out of curiosity, could you change your avatar back to William for a minute?))
KAYE:
I noticed Callista and Padme heading toward the training room, lightsabers in hand. “Hey, can I come too?” I asked them. “I don’t have my own lightsaber, but there’s probably one in the training room I can use…”
Callista smiled at me. “Sure, you can come. You’re the kid who was with Armada, right?”
“Well… yeah, I guess. Kind of.”
We headed toward the training room, chatting about life in general. It was nice to have people my own age to talk to–I rarely got the chance to socialize. And for the first time I realized that the Resistance, in its prime, had been more than an organization for a desperate cause. It had been a tightly knit group of friends working together. And I decided that if the bunnies really came back, then there was nowhere I would rather be than with all these longtime Resisters, fighting for a common cause. Not that I really had a choice, but it was still nice to be committed.
I came to, groggily. I groaned. I had a splitting headache.
The bunny-me was present in my mind. It smiled, showing pointed teeth
“You’re in no state to fight me now. I can’t even use you to fight the Resistance; you’re useless… So you must be disposed of!”
“Surely you don’t want to do that… You’ll die as well!” I thought/said, desperately trying to reason with it.
The bunny-me laughed unpleasantly. “I can’t die- I was never alive. I don’t exist. I am a state of mind.”
It was beginning to shut down my brain. I attacked it mentally, but the bunny-me was strong; I wouldn’t last long.
“Help!” I managed to gasp out loud.
Selena:
Someone groaned behind me. I turned around, holding the half-empty can of ginger ale in my hand.
“Help !” the person gasped. She seemed to be my age or a little older, and there was something wrong about the way her eyes stared over my shoulder…
I tried to force her to drink some ginger ale, but she spat it out in my face. I turned to run away and get help, but the bunnified girl grabbed my wrist. At the same time, my head started pounding again. Selena, Selena! You’ve had your fun, now it’s time to come back home. You know you belong here. Selena, come back to-
“No !” I shouted and jerked back, breaking the persons grip, despite the bunny-induced strenght. I would not join them, I would not give in, and I would not allow anyone to bunnify the resistance. Never. Suddenly there was a sort of ping and I fell back. The girl got up, looking dazed but not bunnified. I offered her some ginger ale and she took it.
“What happened? The bunny-me took over, and then…I’m sorry if I attacked you. My name is-”
“You’re Daisy, right ?” I cut her off.
“Yes. How did you know ? I don’t remember meeting you before.”
How did I know her name ? And how had I broken the the grip, driven the bunnies away.
“Lucky guess.” I lied. “Good thing that Koppar gave me that ginger ale.”
On a hunch, I felt for the medallion. My shirt was soaked with ginger ale, but it was as dry-and cold-as the day I’d found it.
“You should see Groundhog or Kittymine or someone with force powers who can check if you’re completely de-bunnified.” I suggested, still slightly unsettled by what had happened. I knew I had force powers- Syara was a sith, after all- but that had nothing to do with being bunnified. Was I already bunnified ? Why hadn’t it worked on me?
“You look familiar though. Do you have relatives in the resistance?”
“I need to go practice now.” I lied and left.
I saw some kids my age heading off with lightsabers in their hands and followed them. I didn’t have one, and I was never good at fencing- the HPBs had made me use put my right hand in front, even though I was left-handed. But I loved to watch the battle and practice drills. Besides, maybe I could pick up a resistance-style replacement for my treasured dartgun, which I’d lost while fleeing the HPBs.
I listened their conversation but was unsure how to join in- Hi, my name is Selena. I’m Syara’s niece-you know, the sith who just tried to murder your mother– didn’t seem like an ideal introduction.
((SFTRLP-sorry for the really long post))
I noticed a girl following behind us. She seemed hesitant to come forward. Probably just shy. I called back to her, “Hello. What’s your name?”
She started. “Oh. Um… Selena. Can I come train with you?”
I looked at the others. “I don’t see any reason why not.”
((Somebody post somethiiiiiiiiiiiing…))
Selena:
Callista allowed me to come with them without asking any questions at all. I followed the others happily, though I preferred to listen to them rather then talk. It was so nice to be with (not bunnified) kids my age again. After a while, I relaxed. Kaye, Callista and Padme didn’t pry or tease me, so I just followed them as sort of semi-silent shadow. Somehow the war and the HPBs didn’t seem to exist in this peaceful, quiet place.
((Concerning the story-line: I’m assuming that we’ll stay at this base for a while. But can we plan it so that the final battle doesn’t take place over the summer vacation ? The blog is supposedly slower then, and I for one won’t have any internet until september. What were the original plans? Will there be a third generation?))
((I think after this, another series of threads called, ‘Bunny Apocalypse: Resistance Files’ is going to be started. I don’t know. But sure, we can try to plan it that way. Since I don’t think we can finish in the next two weeks, that works fine. I’ll come back later and get us started training. Maybe we should start with blasters?))
((246- You’re left-handed? Or just Selena? I’m left-handed too, so you could practice with Kaye….))
((248- Something.))
((249- The plans for what we’re doing after BA:TNG is to go back to BA, and make another story/series of stories called Bunny Apocalypse: The Resistance Files. I guess we could have the battle take place in September, but it seems to me that that might not be the best time either, since everybody’s adjusting to being back at school and I remember the blog being even slower than in summer. Maybe we could have the climax in October, but that seems like an awful long time to wait.
As a random question, why do you have no internet over the summer?))
((I meant it to sound like it was being dragged out.))
((Well, if it’s the 22nd in the story (I think it is), then we have 3 days until more or less the end – Xeer’s plan for Operation Iblis is to initiate it on Nov. 25. So if we cram it in or stretch it out, maybe we could make that work.
As for a third generation, I think we were planning a new thread called Bunny Apocalypse: The Resistance Files, where we have run-ins with dismantled portions of the bunny army and strange adventures – kind of like the original Star Trek TV series.))
((248- when you say post something, do you mean an evil character with a plan? I’ll have to get on to that. Probably not right now but hopefully later after I’ve had time to think of something.
Time to finally introduce *drumroll please* Rik!
Name: Rik
Age: 12
Gender: Male
Description: dark reddish brown hair – messy; green eyes; freckles; slightly tanned; 5″1; thin.
Personality: Stands up for self – independent; mischevious; okay fighter – knows karate and is good with a slingshot. Sarcastic, a bit dramatic.
Backstory: Rik is Padme’s biological cousin. His family lived relatively near Padme’s family – a state away. When Padme’s parents were killed, Riks’ family fled, realizing something must be up when they hadn’t heard from Padme’s parents for a few days. They were just in time – the bunnies took over their state’s government and attacked a few days later.
Rik’s family was on the run up until the fall of the bunnies the first time. During that time, Rik was born. After the bunnies fell, Rik’s family came out of hiding and tried to find out what had happened to their relatives. The only information they found was that the mother was dead and that Padme and her father had vanished. Rik’s family searched for the next 12 years, to no avail. But then the bunnies returned…))
RIK
FWIT THUNK!
A stone whistled through the air and hit the pidgeon dead on. I peeked out from behind the tree, grinning. Another good catch for the day. Though I had to admit, I did miss some of the old comforts of living at home. But I no longer had a home. Not for 3 months, 6 days, 2 hours, and 5 minutes, to be exact.
I retrieved the dead bird and brought it back to my campsite – a little cave in the middle of this wood. I added the bird to the pile of animals – a baby bunny and another pidgeon. I started a fire and began to clean up the animals.
Soon the smell of cooking meat filled the cave. Yeah, so I was attracting attention with the fire but who cared? I was hungry anyway. Even as I ate, however, my mind strayed back to the days past, days when I still had a home…
‘I was sitting on the couch, reading a book, when I heard my parents discussing something in the kitchen in hushed voices.
“Jacob, they say that there have been spottings – that the HPBs have been seen,” whispered mom.
I continued to “read”, listening hard. I knew all about HPBs – and how evil they were. I had heard the story countless times – how my aunt, uncle, and cousin were attacked by bunnies a few months before I was born. My parents had drilled it into me – never look into a bunny’s eyes, if you see one flee immediately and tell us, etc. And now it seemed that this magenta menace had been sighted once more.
“We’ll have to be more careful, Alyss. They will have figured out by now that we got away the first time – the mayor had a list of all the citizens. They’ll be furious…”
I went to bed that night, my thoughts chasing each other around. I had trouble falling asleep – a bunny kept popping up in my mind’s eye, grinning. I shuddered.
It was 2 a.m. when I awakened my a loud, splintering, crashing sound. I heard my parents in the other room, jumping up out of bed. There came the sound of footfalls in the hallway. Slightly muffled footfalls.
‘HPB!’
I jumped out of bed and started stuffing the first clothes I could reach into my empty rucksack. A shirt, socks, undergarments, pants… I shoved my feet into my sneakers and stood up, screams and blaster shots echoing around. I was just about to go out the window when my bedroom door burst open and my father came in, pursued by a bunch of leering HPBs.
“Run Rik, run! Don’t forget to resist -” my father’s voice was cut off as I jumped, landing outside. Thank goodness my room was on the ground floor. I ran for my life, dodging blaster shots, screams echoing through the night as every house was raided…’
* * *
The next day I set out to find a new location. I never stayed in the same place for more than two days. The forest began to thin and the outline of a suburb began to form. I fingered the blaster on my hip, the blaster I had nicked from a bunny two months earlier. I had barely escaped the attack, but the blaster was a nice addition.
45 minutes later I was walking through the deserted streets. The place was like a ghosttown.
I turned right to find myself facing a peculiar house. I mean, it looked normal enough, but something seemed intriguing about it. I decided to have a look – perhaps the place was stable enough for me to sleep in for the night.
I poked around a while, looking about. Everything was dusty. I was just about to look upstairs for a bed to sleep in when a strange light caught my eye. I turned to find a greenish glow coming out from the crack beneath the closet door. I pulled the door open tentatively.
The closet was empty except for a large, flat, square, metal something on the floor that was giving off the green light through holes in its top. After staring at it for a few seconds, I recognized it – it was an old teleporter.
I pushed off the safety lid – the metal part with the holes – an stood there like a diver poised to spring. I could go anywhere – but where? A memory came forward – my father’s last words.
‘Run Rik, run! Don’t forget to resist!’
Suddenly I knew where I was supposed to go. I took a deep breath.
“The Resistance!” I yelled, stepping forward.
I directed our little group of hypnobunnified people to the infirmary. Sam was looking less pink, but he probably needed another depigmetizer after the bunnyproof suit incident. I got everyone settled and Groundhog came in. She duly debunnified Daisy and Jenny before turning to Sam with a sigh. Leaving Groundhog to her task, I went off to look around the facility.
I wandered around aimlessly for a while until a green flash of light caught my attention. It came from a small closet off the main hallway. I quickly hid behind a potted plant and waited.
A few seconds later the closet door opened and a boy walked out. He looked like he had been living rough – his hair was long and messy and he was covered in dirt. His bright green eyes roved around wonderingly.
“So this is the Resistance,” he muttered.
“Most certainly is – the real question is how you got here.” I said, stepping out from behind the plant.
((Ack! SFTDP, especially since my last one is so long, but there should be the name KITTYMINE between “The Resistance!, I yelled, stepping forward” and “I directed our little group…”. Somehow the KITTYMINE got erased.))
((Could someone RP/PP me, please? Writer’s block…))
Although I was pretty sure I wasn’t bunnified anymore, I found Groundhog and had her check just in case.
The bunnies really seem to enjoy bunnifying me… I need to get stronger so I can fight them. Physically and mentally.
I’d seen Selena go with Padme, Kaye, and Callista to train and I thought about joining them, but decided against it. Somehow it didn’t seem like they’d want me along.
‘I’m just a dead weight to be lugged around…’ I thought dejectedly.
Finding another (empty) training room, I started lightsaber sparring with a training bot.
((Oh, I have a message from Groundhog. She says that she’s really sorry that she hasn’t been posting, but she has finals to study for. Her last final is this Tuesday, and then she’ll be done for the year. Lucky dog- I still have another three weeks of class, and then another two weeks of finals.
244- not everyone has a lightsaber. Kittymine doesn’t – she prefers a blaster. Interestingly enough, Padme loathes blasters – “so uncivilized”.))
PADME
Selena, Callista, Kaye and I were practicing in a training room. It was actually quite nice – none of us had had much time to just unwind. It was always ‘oh-help-another-battle/scenario-has-just-taken-place-time-to-have-an-adrenaline-rush’. I was especially happy to see Kaye in good health. I had missed her as a roommate and I was afraid of what the bunnies would do to her in the DOH. She did say she had been tortured a bit, but then she was rescued. I could also tell that she was ecstactic seeing her mom again.
We were chatting and fighting for a while when I heard the sound of a 5th lightsaber – only the sound was coming from the room next door. I peeked inside. I saw Daisy sparring with a training bot, concentrating hard but looking lonely.
“Hey Daisy,” I said. She looked up.
“Oh, hello Padme. I was just practicing.” She motioned to the robot halfheartedly.
“Do you want to come join the rest of us? It would be really fun.” Daisy looked a bit uneasy. I didn’t blame her – she had sort of run out on the resistance recently, even if it wasn’t her fault. She was probably worried about what the others would think of her.
“Are you sure…?” she asked, her sentence hanging. I smiled softly.
“I’m positive. It wasn’t your fault. And you’re not the first one to have been taken over by the bunnies.” Daisy looked at me.
“You were? But how – I mean, you don’t seem the type. I saw the way you were fighting off Enceladus.”
“Well now, perhaps. But not when I was younger. I’ve been hypnotized by black bunnies at least twice. And they’re even worse than the hot pink stuff.” Daisy looked a bit more cheered up.
“I guess I’ll come join you then.”
The bunch of us continue to fight, having a grand time of it, but still being challenged. It was obvious to me that Callista was very Force sensitive. I told her as much.
“Where did you say you got your lightsaber from?”
“My uncle. But I think it was my grandmother’s before that.”
“Well that would make sense – Force sensitivity usually runs in families. I wonder who I got it from…” I trailed off, thinking about the dream I had had earlier.
I could use the Force? Wow. What could I do? I stared at my aqua lightsaber blade. Were either of my parents Force-sensitive? I must have gotten in from one of them. At the very least, I had gotten in from my grandmother, whom I had never met. I’d never met either of them, which didn’t tell me much about who I got it from, except she was unlikely to give her lightsaber to her child’s brother in law, but both of my parents had brothers. But, it didn’t matter. Pondering on trivial details about my past wasn’t going to kill any HPBs. We resumed practice. I noticed I was on about the same level as some of the others, though most of them had practiced before. Interesting. A shock of reality jolted through me when I was hit by a freezing beam. No time to think now, I had battles to train for.
((246) Selena is left handed. I’m right handed, but I have a weak wrist. Basically, I write with my write hand and favor my left hand in PE (throwing, dribbling,…).
I won’t have internet since I’ll be on the boat. We only take one computer for navigation, and if there is internet I only get to use it after both my parents are done, and even then I need to fight with my sister over it. We seldom have internet since most marinas here charge extra for multi-hulls, and we therefore anchor.))
Selena:
I practiced with Kaye, since she was left-handed as well. It came much more naturally to me when I could finally use the right hand. Still, I messed up on several of the fancier drills because I was used to doing them on the other side. Not bad… I thought. I could actually like this. But I still preferred a good old dartgun-you hit the target once and it went down. I brought my saber down hard, then skipped away. Kaye was a great fencer, much better than me.I knew quite a lot about her, as she had a thick file in the HPB headquarters. I wondered if she knew about it, and how much.
After a while we switched so that Daisy could have a partner and I went away to the target range. Bulls eye. As long as I had a second to stand still and aim, I could hit almost anything. Unfortunately, there aren’t many chances to stand still during a battle. I kept firing, and slowly my mind wandered. Syara had fallen prey to the HPBs without even being properly bunnified. But the hypobunnification hadn’t worked on me, only giving me a headache instead of turning me into a zombie. It couldn’t have been just the ginger ale- bunnification, even if it was incomplete, made you avoid any of the common household repellents. But I’d even asked Koppar for the ginger ale. If Syara had been semi-bunnified even by the memory of the HPBs, then why was I resilient ? Or the other way around; why couldn’t she fight it if I could ? I decided to ask some older resistance members later and concentrate on hitting the hologram HPB.
((I was assuming we were doing a mock battle, like in the base. But it’s easily modifiable to ‘… when I suddenly found my opponent’s modified lightsaber blade at my throat.’))
((That’s one drawback of light sabers: you can’t press them against people’s throats. Not twice, anyway.))
((I think that they had some sort of modification on lightsabers, which made them harmless, though I’m not sure.))
((Well, training lightsabers, the ones that Padawans use, are mostly harmless, but the regular ones can’t be shielded. ))
RIK
“I got here through the teleporter, obviously. Any other useless questions?” I smirked slightly – it was so much fun patronizing adults. The woman was just about to say something when there came the sound of footsteps. A few moments later another woman came into view.
“Kitty, have you seen- oh!” she exclaimed, noticing me. Then she frowned.
“How’d he get in?” she asked the woman named Kitty.
“He teleported in – rather strange, don’t you think Nilly?”
“Definitely – especially since most houses with teleporters were Resistance houses. He could be a bunny supporter.”
I rolled my eyes.
“Me, a bunny supporter? I’m a lone 12 year old, unarmed except for a slingshot and a blaster I stole from a bunny who tried to attack me. I’ve been on the run for three months, trying to follow my father’s dying wish – that I resist the bunnies. So it would be rather natural that I would try to get to the Resistance using a teleporter I found in an abandoned house, since I really don’t have time to search up and down the country.” The two women looked skeptical.
“Where exactly did you find this house?” asked Nilly. I restrained myself from rolling my eyes with extreme difficulty. Honestly, were all adults so slow on the uptake?
“I had just come out of the woods and I came to an abandoned suburb. I think I was still in Conneticut, but I’m not 100% sure. In any case, the house was 308 Wister Lane. I found the teleporter in an empty closet.” Both women remained impassive as I explained, but I think they seemed slightly more convinced that I wasn’t a bunny spy.
KITTYMINE
I didn’t show it, but I was shocked. Seriously shocked. Of all the houses this boy would stumble upon, it was mine. I didn’t believe in coincidences, and this was no exception. I was still silently mulling it over when Nilly’s voice cut through the haze of my thoughts.
“What’s you name?” she asked the boy.
“Rik – Rik Tesser.”
‘Tesser… that’s Padme’s original last name! But that couldn’t be right… could it?’
I couldn’t spend the day tearfully waiting for Sam’s debunnification. I decided to train.
In the training room, I found a pile of blasters. I rummaged through them, and found a small one that fit well in my hand. Turning on a hologram machine, I found myself faced with a moving bulls-eye target, pink and about the size of a tennis ball. After a few tries, I got the laser beam to glance off the edge. It flashed green, shrunk by an inch or two, and started to move faster. I blasted it on the second try, and it shrunk and sped up. When the target was the size of a quarter and zipping around too fast to keep track of, I found myself unable to hit it. Still, I thought it had been a successful training session.
((260- Selena was target-practicing to let Daisy have a turn at sparring because there’s an odd number of people. ))
I was beginning to run out of breath, but I refused to rest. During a battle, there would be no time for breaks.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Selena practicing. Her fighting style reminded me of someone’s… I couldn’t place it, though.
I watched her hit a holographic bunny in the head. As the projection fizzled out, it came to me. Syara. There was definately a similarity. Her posture, the slight crouch in preparation of an attack.
I couldn’t blame her for hiding it, Syara wasn’t exactly the Resistance’s friend at the moment. I wouldn’t let on that I knew of the connection between Selena and Syara.
PADME
After practicing with lightsabers for a while, we switched to blasters and dart guns. I handled the training blaster with loathing.
‘So uncivilized.’
But nevertheless, I needed to use it. Nuts.
It’s not that I was bad with a blaster- I just didn’t like it. After a few minutes I went back to lightsaber practice. I was almost up to level 20 – the last level. I was currently on level 18. That isn’t to say I was perfect – I still got whacked by holographic bunnies a few times. Oh well. I’d just have to work harder.
RIK
The was a short pause. I fidgeted slightly.
“So are you going to let me in or what?” Kitty and Nilly looked at each other.
“Probably,” said Kitty slowly, looking at me. Her gaze unnerved me for some reason.
“We just have to check with someone – see what the rules are standing at,” added Nilly. I nodded, a bit confused. I followed the two women down the hall to a living room sort of area. A few people were sitting there – three women and two men. They looked up as we walked in.
I followed everyone out of the vans and into the base. I wandered around for a while, not sure what to do, until Groundhog found me and said, “Hey, William? Do you think you could tell us about Operation Iblis now? We probably need to know if we want to stop Xeer.”
I nodded and we went to the computer lab. I turned one on and found a picture of Iblis. Groundhog stared at it in shock, and I explained, “This is Iblis – a powerful monster made up of fire, magma, and lava. It’s pretty much invincible to any form of attack that we’re familiar with.”
“But how does this fit into Xeer’s plan?”
“I’ll tell you: In 3 days, on November 25th, Xeer and Lilis will ascend this mountain in Iceland. They’ll have a lot of bunny troops with them, but only to protect the entrance to the cave. To get into the center of the earth, you go into the cave, follow one of the tunnels, rappel down a 200-foot hole, go through another tunnel into a mining operation center. There, you take a mine cart to a volcanic tube with a floor of muscovite – a very thin rock formation. Break that and you fall down into a pool of water opening into a cavern. Beyond that cavern is the center of the earth.”
“Water… wait, how could there be water at the center of the earth? It’s boiling there.”
“That’s another thing where we were wrong. Apparently, the center of the earth is more of a collection of ecosystems: forests; deserts; an ocean; 30 foot tall mushrooms; and within safe temperatures.”
She nodded, obviously impressed. I added, “However, there are 2 problems. First: when my father took this route, he estimated 5 mine carts were left after he left. That means that if Xeer and Lilis are both going, we’ll only be able to take 3 people. Second: the magma/lava sphere around the center of the earth heats up on a weekly schedule, sending the place into temperatures well above our limits.”
((Let’s conduct a raid, or something, that causes Xeer to move Operation Iblis back a few days, maybe four or so, so we can have more time passing between now and October. If we’re training up half the people, it wouldn’t make much sense if they became crack shots/not too bad with only a couple days of training. Anyone else agree? As for how we do it, it wouldn’t be too hard to conduct a raid and take out some vital equipment, or even capture Lillis. That’d be fun… ))
((Yeah, that sounds good. Although maybe 4 is too long, since it’s still 3 days until the original start of the plan.
And capturing Lillis does sound fun, but we should ask Kittymine first.))
What exactly do you do?
((On this thread? Well… I can’t really explain the plot in detail, but we’re all together fighting hot-pink bunnies to stop them from taking over the world.))
((I was thinking we put it at the end of next week, game time. We could move it forward, of course, if we decide to, but we can’t move it backward easily. Of course we ask Kitty. It’d be awesome, though. Do you think I should introduce my new character now, or wait a bit?))
((That’s waaaaay too long to stretch it out. I think we’re currently on the 22nd of November, so that would mean- oh. I guess 6 or 7 days is ok.
And as for your new character, you should probably wait a bit.))
((‘Kay. I guess a better way of wording that part of my post would have been ‘in one week’, which is really much simpler, and I can’t think why I didn’t use it, but whatever.))
((Syara would probably come to the core as well- they’re really going to need to think of a solution for the carts . Okay, the race to end BA:TNG. I’m gonna miss it.))
((With the resistance, or with Xeer and Lillis? And I think we’re actually trying to stretch it out so the end is after summer’s end.))
((Question: Are mine carts really that hard to find, or are these mine carts different?))
((273.1-Definitely with Xeer & Lillis. She’s evil now (again). I thought
that after your post, we were going to make it quick… Never mind.
274- Those mine carts are probably very special/rare, since they go to the center of the earth…))
((Well, they don’t go to the center of the earth – they take you to a volcanic tube leading to the center of the earth. And the problem-thingy is, to get to the electricity machine and the tracks for the old mining operation, you have to go down a 200-foot hole. Not exactly easy to get a mine cart down that.))
((I’m confused. Why are we suddenly going all Jules Verne-y?))
((AHHH!!! Where did my post from yesterday go?! Oh well – I just realized I wrote something in it that I want to change now, so I’ll start over.
I-Man, a question from Groundhog: Did you get your idea for an ecosystem sustaining Center of the Earth from the “hollow earth theory” article in Muse?))
KITTYMINE
Nilly and I walked with Rik to the lounge where we found ZVX, TGYPWYA, Aggie, Armada, and Juliet. They looked up as we entered.
“Everyone, this is Rik. He just teleported here – long story,” I added as Aggie looked questioningly at me.
“In any case, we wanted to see what the rules stand at thus far,” continued Nilly, looking at ZVX. ZVX frowned and motioned for us to sit down. A few moments after we sat down, Groundhog’s voice came over the intercom.
GROUNDHOG
I studied the screen in front of me with growing apprehension.
“This is really bad. Really really bad.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Is there no other way into the center of the earth?” I asked, frowning at the screen. “If we could find one, then we could get there early and set up traps and such.”
“That could work, except the the bunnies are ready to got at a moment’s notice. We’d have to simultaneously slow them down and search for another entrance at the same time, if such an entrance does exist,” replied William.
“Well, if we’re going to think up a plan, we need to get a few people in here.” I stood and walked over to the intercom box.
“ZVX, Cerre, and TGYPWYA, please come to Computer lab 2 immediately. Repeat: ZVX, Cerre, and TGYPWYA, please come to Computer lab 2 immediately. Thank you.”
KITTYMINE
ZVX and TGYPWYA stood up.
“I’ll get back to you in a bit. I think he’s clear but I’ll ask Groundhog when I see her. Interrogate him in the meantime about his backround.” The two men left.
((No. It’s like Armada said: I’m going Jules Verne-y. As for the reason why… I think I was watching the more recent Journey to the Center of the Earth movie at the time I got the idea.))
((This is like what happened over the weekend… does ANYBODY have any free time?))
((I have a fair amount, although I probably won’t be on most of today. I spend all too much time fluttering over the computer refreshing this page. I think we’ll just have to wait for a more active time, or something. ))
((I actually had free time last night, only I checked and nothing had changed at all. I don’t want to PP people too much. I spent most of last night on the phone with a classmate to help her study for her English test. Gotta go for lunch now – post later.))
RIK
Interrogate me. I bristled, irked. Did they not believe me? But then I realized that I was being too harsh on this Resistance. I grudgingly admitted to myself that even though I knew full well I was innocent, they had no clue. And I’d bet that I wasn’t the first one who had showed up claiming that their now dead parents had told them to find the Resistance. So I sat in a chair in the lounge and answered their questions. I told how I had been born while my parents were on the run from the bunnies; how I had been taught that HPBs were evil; and how my relations had vanished by the hands – or should I say paws – of the bunnies. The woman named Kitty seemed to be very interested in my story – oddly interested. Immediately after I finished speaking she stood up and excused herself, muttering something about a bathroom. I watched her go, curious.
“I think he’s alright,” said a pale, dark haired woman from the couch – her name was Juliet I think. “What’s your name again?” she asked.
“Rik Tesser.”
KITTYMINE
After Rik finished telling his story I jumped up and pretended I needed the facilities. In reality I needed a place to think.
I walked to my room and closed the door, locking it. I sat down on my bed and tried to organize my thoughts.
Firstly, Rik was telling the truth – that was obvious.
Secondly, he and Padme shared a last name. Coincidence? Probably not.
But were they actually related? Were Padme’s parents actually killed by bunnies? I thought back to the day I had adopted Padme…
((Sorry to leave you guys off at a cliffhanger – gotta go fold laundry ))
Selena:
Suddenly an idea hit me… “Is someone from the resistance still bunnified?” I asked.
“Sam is. You know, Rainbowstars son.” explained Padme.
“Gottago!” I quickly said and sprinted out. This was the ideal way to test if I could really fight the bunnification. I knew that I was resilient, but could I help someone else fight it? Was the Daisy incident just a fluke, caused by ginger ale?
Unfortunately, I wasn’t familiar with the layout of the new base- the HPbs didn’t have this type on record. I burst into a room, then realized my mistake: it was filled with serious older resistance members and only one boy near my age. From the look on his face, I guessed he was a new arrival. I came to a dead stop and panted/stammered an excuse.
“Could you tell me where the de-bunnification chamber is?”
((Don’t worry, Selena isn’t going to become a Mary Sue. The resilience is sort of temporary…))
((I’m baaack!! Sorry for the extended absence, I had a Calc II final to study for.))
After quickly explaining what was going on, I presented my theory about the center of the earth. “There have to be some other entrances besides that one. If there weren’t, that entrance would explode when the lava heats up, because that would be the only place for the hot air to go.” I paused. “But even if I’m right, we’d still have to find a different entrance.”
Then I remembered something else about my brother’s plan. “Well, not quite. There are actually two entrances/exits: one, Stag Mountain in Iceland, the one my brother is planning to use; and a volcanic tube in Mount Vesuvius, which is how you get out. Since that means there’s two places for the hot air to go out, neither of them are blown up entirely.
“And we don’t necessarily have to find another entrance and set up traps at the core. We could just, say, send a small team there, defeat Xeer, Lillis, and Syara, then escape Iblis and get out through the tube in Vesuvius before the place heats up. Either way, we need to make preparations – today’s the 22nd, and Xeer’s going to put his plan into action on the 25th.”
((Holy wung. A new thread? I’m sorry, guys, I need some time to catch up. Please continue PPing me. Thanks!))
((Um, we’ve had this thread for like a month and a half.))
((Yeah, and we’re probably going to continue using it for another month and a half, which is fine really—it’s better not to have to bug the GAPAs for a new thread every month.))
((I started editing BATANG, for no reason whatsoever. I’m aware that BA still needs to be finished, editing-wise, but that would require finishing reading it, which I really need to do. I got to the fifth thread, but then I stopped. I’m having quite a bit of fun with it though. I’m currently part way through the first thread. I completely cut out Random Kokopelli, and I think I’m going to cut Alix too, if that’s alright, Armada. I don’t remember that she did anything, hardly, and I’m almost certain that she isn’t in this now. Question: Did RoseQuartz ever do much? I’m fairly sure she didn’t, but I think I’ll leave her in there, possibly along with a couple of other random bystanders, to show that the bunnies are actually attacking other people from just us. Off to do more editing now. Nothing’s happened. Grr.))
((Nope, never did much. The thread always went a bit too fast for me– I could never actually get what was going on.))
((Oops, there goes my AE. Possibly… Actually, you just won’t know the identity of who is editing the thread, until my AE is guessed. Which will take considerably less time then it would have, presumably… Well, no use crying over spilled milk. SFTDP.))
KITTYMINE
‘Sam and I had decided to adopt. It wasn’t a complicated issue and besides, we both knew that the 1st Bunny Apocalypse had ripped apart many families, leaving tons of children with nowhere to go. It was also likely that these orphans had been caught by bunnies at some point or other, and really needed a lot of extra TLC so that they could get back on their feet – TLC that you wouldn’t find in most orphanages.
After a bit of research, we decided to look at a few orphanages in the area, starting with one called William Lane Orphanage, situated on – obviously – William Lane.
From the look of the place, I could tell that this was a very grim place to grow up in. The Head Matron was an old spinster by the name of Ms. Snapcross. She “welcomed” us in and inquired as to what sort of child we were looking for.
“A girl – aged 8 – 14.” Ms. Snapcross nodded curtly and led us up a flight of stairs to an area labled, “Girl’s wing”. The doors to the dormitories were labled with the names and ages of the girls living there. One door had only one name on it – ‘Padme Tesser, age 12’.
“Excuse me, but could I see this girl?” Ms. Snapcross glanced at the name on the door.
“Padme? Well, I suppose if you’d like. I should warn you though – she’s in her own room for a reason. She’s a bit out of her mind. From what I’ve heard from before I got here, this place was run by HPBs and she was tortured pretty badly on occasion. She claims she can make things fly – more proof of her madness I’d guess. Just so you should know.” I nodded to her and opened the door.
The room was sparsely furnished and the wallpaper was peeling in places. The room looked as though someone had tried to cheer it up a bit, but failed miserably. Sitting on the bed reading a thick book was a pale, thin girl with bright green eyes and brown hair tied back in a long braid. She looked up as I entered and I saw that this child wasn’t the least bit insane – only scared. Her eyes were wide and she had the pinched look of someone who was slightly undernourished. She put down her book as I walked inside, closing the door gently behind me.
“Hello,” I said softly to her. “May I sit down?” I asked, gesturing to the chair near her bed. She nodded silently and I sat down.
“Who are you?” asked Padme, her face a bit scared, yet curious too.
“I’m Kitty Fallert and I’m here because I’m looking for a girl to adopt.” At the word adopt, Padme’s face took on a desperate look.
“Really? You’d really take me away from here?” she asked, her eyes hopeful. I didn’t hesitate. I knew instictively that this was the child I wanted.
“Yes,” I replied. All at once Padme smiled. Then her smile faltered, and her eyes took on a faraway look. Suddenly her eyes clamped shut and she clapped her hands over her ears, as though to block out something only she could hear.
“No… Elissa! Elissa!” she cried, falling back on her bed. Tears streamed down her cheeks. But as suddenly as it had started, it was over – Padme sat up slowly, brushing the tears away from her face.
“Are you alright?” I asked, concerned. She nodded.
“I’m sorry – flashback. I get them pretty often. When you said you would adopt me, I remembered that my best friend Elissa and I had promised each other that if one of us was offered adoption, we would be adopted together.”
“Well where is she? I wouldn’t mind adopting the both of you.” I said. Padme eyes filled with tears again.
“She died 7 years ago – the bunnies were torturing us in the DOH and they went to far.” I felt my heart drop into the region of my stomach. I hugged Padme and she hugged me back, her whole body heaving with her sobs. After a few minutes she regained control of herself. She reached for the tissue box next to her bed and the next thing I knew it was floating towards her. She plucked out a few tissues and it floated back to its place again. I lightbulb went on in my head.
“You can use the Force.” She looked at me, her head cocked to one side.
“That’s what its called- what I can do?”
“Yup. I don’t know too much about it, but my sister Groundhog can probably teach you something or other.” ‘
((288- Editing out Alix is absolutely fine. I was going to anyway if I ever got around to editing BA:TNG, because I decided that I really don’t want a twelve-year-old daughter at age 25. It’s completely ridiculous, and not like me in any way. Kaye provides my link to the kid half of the story, and I’m happy with that.
And I’m glad you’re editing BA:TNG! I’d ask you why you decided to do it, but that’d be kind of like asking you to expose your AE, so I guess I’ll just have to wait until someone guesses you.))
((290- Since when is your last name Fallert? I don’t remember that….))
((Actually, I managed to hop over to the AE thread and deny someone’s guesses, etc, with my own name. Brilliant, that was. Anyway, I just decided to, ’cause I was bored, and I find it fun. Right now, though, I’m stuck on whether to edit out these posts, one of which is about Alix, but is fairly important to the storyline, and the other of which consists of around three sentences spread out over two people, but is still fairly important. I think I’m cutting them both though, and possibly putting in another post or two, to the same effect. That could work… It’ll be annoying later, when all the people that are most important right now fade into the background. Like, right now, Aggie and Kokonilly are the most important people, but Aggie hasn’t posted on here since I joined, and Kokonilly keeps popping up to tell us to power play her. We’ve been doing a lousy job of that, mostly, but I guess I could add a few posts from her perspective… Anyway, this really doesn’t concern anyone. I think I’ll power play Kokonilly for her. Not much, but a bit.))
We continued practicing, and my aim was getting better, I could already notice an increase in the colors toward the center. Not much, but one more hit could mean the difference between dead bunny and dead me. Suddenly, I heard a noise behind me.
“Hello?” I spun around quickly, before realizing that a threat was unlikely to say, ‘hello’ before attacking. I noticed a small head poking in the door. “Hello.”
She emerged. She was about six, tops. “Can we come practice with you?”
“Sure.”
“Great! Come on Sophia!”
A girl so similar to her it had to be her twin followed her in.
“Blasters are over there.” I went back to fighting, two more blasters joining us soon after.
((292. Which posts are those? I suppose you could change Alix to someone else….))
((291- I made it up. There’s no point in using it really, but I kinda needed a last name for the post. Feel free to ignore it.))
((294- No, it’s cool.))
Selena:
The adults debated plans as to getting to the center of the earth before Xeer. I slid away again and headed toward the de-bunnification center. “Sam?” I whispered. A small boy was lying, connected to a drip. His face was still pink, but became paler by the minute. I kneeled down to avoid falling over later and grabbed his arm. The effect was instant. I was falling, falling and there were HPBs whispering in my ears. “No!” I echoed. But I was falling, falling into pink. I refused to give up. After a while, the hot pink receded and I felt a feeble someone begin to help me push them back. “Go-a-way!” I grunted, mentally shoving as best I could. There was a sort of pop, as if a rubber band had snapped, and I fell over on my side. I was so tired that it took me several minutes to summon the effort to crawl back to the bed and pull myself up. I had to see if it’d worked… The boy-Sam- opened his eyes.
“Where’s mom?” he asked, blinking slightly.
“I’ll get Rainbow*star.” I managed to croak, then stumbled out to find some grownup to take care of the situation so that I could finally rest. I’d come in feeling awake and ready and now I just wanted to sleep…
Syara:
“Look sharp. Stand to attention. How do you expect to win a battle with the resistance if you can’t hold a dartgun?” I was in a vile mood, due to an inexplicable headache which had started only a few minutes ago, but made me tired and therefore cross.
“I lodge a complaint. This is not the treatment-” interrupted some HPB general.
“And I demote you, so that you have no business whatsoever with anyone but your direct superior.”
“How dare you? You betrayed us and now you think you can just waltz in and-”
My lighsaber cut the air with a low sick as I swung it in an arc to the side. I didn’t need to look to know that the general would not trouble me again.
“This is what happens if you question me. Does anyone else wish to object?”
Dead silence.
“Then we can begin.” I finished and set them to practice. Finally I sat back in my chair and fixed any slowpoke with a glare of disgust. Why was I so tired all of a sudden- never mind. I had HPBs to berate, and I certainly encouraged them to make efforts. A lesson for the fools. To survive in these times, you had to be the best, usually by killing anyone threatening your position. I was the only person trained as assassin in Xeers ranks, and Lillis was (obviously) the only mercenary in a position of power. Xeer made sure our domains didn’t conflict. That´s the problem with the resistance I thought They allow others to lose without consequence, which creates less competition.
After Selena left the training room, the rest of us drifted out as well.
I was exhausted. Finding an empty room, I collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep.
The house we were hiding in was dark. It had been abandoned after the first Bunny Apocalypse, and had no electricity. This was the longest we’d stayed in one place; we were to leave tonight.
I was wide awake when my mother came to get me. Suddenly, there was an ominous pounding on the door downstairs.
“They’ve found us!”, my mother exclaimed. I didn’t have to ask who.
The door was flung open, and the sound of pawsteps was audible.
Silently, my mother pushed me towards the window. I slid down the rain pipe and landed with a dull thump. My mother was about to follow me, when a pink paw pulled her away from the window.
I couldn’t do anything for her- I was unarmed and outnumbered. I ran as quickly as I could from the house, but I’d been spotted. A tranquilizer dart buried itself in my shoulder and I fell…
I sat up, breathing heavily. My heart was racing as if I had truly just been running. I groaned. I felt just as tired as I had right after training.
Giving up any notion of sleep, I rummaged through the room’s closet, looking for spare clothes. I didn’t trust the suit anymore. Finding a dark purple t-shirt and some black jeans, I put them on, as well as my weapons belt.
‘I wonder what the adults are up to?’
I decided to go find out.
Daisy left not long after Selena. I kept at it a bit longer, trying to get three bulls-eyes in a row. After a bit, I put the training blaster back, made a mental note to get a real one in the armory, and went to ask Padme what, exactly, Force sensitivity entailed.
((Guys, PP me please. Can’t post. Is too stressed. Has too much to do… too much… too much… *CRASH*. ))
((Blargh, I wish I could PP you but I can’t…. although I might be able to get you into this post somehow.))
“Hmm… well, which ever plan we choose, I’m sure we can decide tomorrow,” Groundhog said. “All right, that’s all for now.” Everyone left, and I wandered around the fortress for a little bit before I stumbled upon a closed door. Unlike many of the other doors I had seen, this one interested me because it was covered with a thin layer of dust, and a few cobwebs were resting in the corners.
I hesitated for a second, then thought ‘What’s the worse that could happen?’ and opened the door. The condition of the room matched the door – it hadn’t been used in a long time. There was a huge jumble of abandoned parts, and a container labeled “ENERGY SHIELD MATERIAL (COMPRESSED)”. I looked around the junk pile for a second, studying all the parts and tools, and an idea lit up in my head.
I started building, and the next thing I knew, several hours had passed. I had built a reasonable portion of the thing I had an idea for, and as I was underneath the half-built machine, lying on the board-on-wheels I had found, someone walked in the room and said sweetly, “I brought you some dinner.”
I wheeled out. Padme was standing there, a smile on her face and a tray in her hands. I wheeled back underneath and said, “I’m not hungry.”
“Will, you need to eat,” she said, kneeling down and placing the tray on the floor. “Nobody’s seen you all afternoon, so you must have been in here, working on this You didn’t even have lunch, and you’re going to starve if you keep it up.”
There was a moment of awkward silence. Then I said quietly, “Thanks.”
“Sure. Actually, I wanted to ask you something: I know we’re going to be doing a counter-strike for Operation Iblis, and I know you’re probably going to lead it.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
“Then I want to come with you.”
“Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOA,” I said, rolling out and banging my head as I sat up. “No. Way.”
“Come on, please? Someone has to make sure you don’t do anything too stupid,” she said, pouting but ruining the effect by smiling slyly.
“Fair enough. All right, you’re in,” I said, grinning a little.
“Great! I’ll go tell Mom,” she said happily, springing to her feet and running out of the room. I rolled back to work on my project when a few seconds later, someone elsewhere in the base said angrily, “ABSOLUTELY NOT!”
((Wow, that was longer than I had intended, anyways gotta go.))
((This happens before previous post. To clear up confusion.))
Padme told me all about it, and showed me some of the more complicated ones.
“That’s really neat. Can you teach me how to do those?”
She laughed. “It’ll take longer then one day to get you up to that level. I’ve been training for four years!”
“Oh. Well, can you start to teach me?”
“Sure. After lunch, though, I’m hungry.”
I agreed, and we went off to eat. Padme was frowning, and appeared to be mentally counting the people at the table. “There’s someone missing. Wait, where’s William?”
“Um… I don’t know. I definitely saw him while we were in the airport, and I’m fairly sure I watched him get in the other van. He’s at the base, almost certainly.”
She frowned again, and went on eating. “I’ll go look for him after lunch. He’ll be hungry.” She glanced over at me. “After I get you started learning something, of course. I won’t need to be there the whole time.”
((Well, before most of the previous post – the beginning was on time with everyone else. I’m actually kinda regretting making the majority of my post 6 or 7 hours later, since I’ll have to wait for everyone else to catch up in their posts.))
((SFTDP, must… write…. something))
This outburst (which was likely audible all over the base) was followed by a series of slightly quieter, argumentative ones. What’s more, they were headed in my general direction. I quickly slid back under the machine and continued working on it when two people walked into the room – one of whom started tapping their foot. I pretended I hadn’t noticed, but after a minute, I realized this strategy wasn’t going to work.
I rolled out. Kittymine was standing there with her arms folded, cross and looking angrier by the minute. Behind her, Padme was looking at with an apologetic expression. I said, “Can I help you with something?”
“Yes!” she said furiously, “You can stop trying to get my daughter on your crazy suicide miss-”
I held up a hand for her to stop and said, “First, I wasn’t the one trying to get Padme on our team for the Operation Iblis counter-strike – she asked me. And second, if you let her come…. reluctantly let her come… heck, even if she stows away…. I won’t let anything happen to her.”
She raised an eyebrow and said, “Anything?”
I held out my hand, and she shook it. Then, apparently satisfied for now, she left the room. As I slid back under to continue working, Padme stayed and asked, “What exactly are you working on, anyway?”
((Can someone work me in somehow? I’m feeling kind of lost, I don’t know where any of my characters are anymore….))
((Well… the last I knew, Kaye was in the training room with Padme and Callista. I don’t know where she is now. As for your other characters (if you have any), I have no clue.))
((Yeh, but then everybody left the training room, so….))
After the meeting broke up, I headed into the tiny lab to try and synthesize an antidote for the hot-pink pigment in the little vial.
It was annoyingly resistant to everything I threw at it, even depigmentizer dart fluid. Then Jenny came flying in, holding a glass of ginger ale. “Honey, don’t bring food into the la–yipe!” I said as she tripped and the ginger ale went flying all over me and the pink pigment sample I was experimenting on. “Jenny!” I said in an exasperated tone of voice. “Sorry.” she said in a very small voice. “I was just bringing you something to drink.” I gave her a hug. “I appreciate that, but you really can’t bring food in here. Now I’m going to have to–wait a minute.” I said turning back to the pigment sample, which looked a bit odd. I peered through the microscope. The pink organelles had shriveled up and died. “That’s odd.” I said. “Jenny, is there any more ginger ale in that glass? There’s something I want to try.” I poured the remaining ginger ale into a test tube and dropped another sample of the pigment into a fresh petri dish, checking that the pink organelles were alive. “Here, you can even do it.” I said to Jenny, handing her a pair of safety goggles. “Just pour some of that ginger ale onto the plate.” Jenny did so. I checked the dish under the microscope again. The pink organelles were shriveling up and dying! Yes! So all we had to do to keep the world safe on that count was to make sure that everyone had a large supply of ginger ale. I started dancing around the lab.
((Thanks I-Man. I like the subtle flirting on my part ))
((304 – Kaye is in a training room with Padme, Calista, Daisy, Selena, and
KITTYMINE
‘Before I left with Padme, I discussed it with Sam – who agreed with my decision – and we read Padme’s file. It wasn’t too descriptive: she was found on the doorstep in a cardboard box, was tortured by bunnies, possibly insane. But there was one intriguing point – under the heading RELATIONS it said, “Reseach has brought us to the conclusion that her parents were Lillian and Edward Tesser. Parents vanished, presumed dead. Edward had a brother Jacob who was married to a woman named Alyss. Wereabouts of the child’s Aunt and Uncle are unknown. Probably dead.” ‘
I shook myself out of my memories, comprehension dawning as I compared Rik’s story with what Padme’s file had said. It all fit. The only remaining question was what did Padme know?
The sound of footsteps brought me back to the present.
PADME
After lunch, I went back with Callista to the training area. I showed her how to hold a lightsaber correctly. Then a picked up a helmet and put it on her head.
“What use is this – I can’t see a thing!” said Calista.
“That’s the point – you need to learn to sense things using the force.” I set up the program that would start “shooting” at Calista.
“What you have to do is try to reach out with the Force and sense when the holographic shot is coming at you. Then block it with the lightsaber. If you miss your helmet with vibrate slightly as you are ‘hit’.”
“How do I reach out?”
“Try to relax and sort of visualize the room. It’s hard to explain, but it’s sort of instinctive for Force users.”
I left Callista to it and went back to the kitchen to collect a tray of food. Then I walked around searching for William. I found him building some sort of – well, I have no clue what it was – in a dusty old room full of random scraps.
“I brought you some dinner.â€
He wheeled out from under his creation, saw me, and wheeled right back under.
“I’m not hungry,†he said. I rolled my eyes at the ceiling.
“Will, you need to eat.†I kneeled down and placed the tray on the floor. “Nobody’s seen you all afternoon, so you must have been in here, working on this You didn’t even have lunch, and you’re going to starve if you keep it up.â€
There was a moment of awkward silence. Then William said quietly, “Thanks.â€
“Sure. Actually, I wanted to ask you something: I know we’re going to be doing a counter-strike for Operation Iblis, and I know you’re probably going to lead it.â€
“Yeah, I guess so.â€
“Then I want to come with you.â€
“Whoa whoa whoa whoa WHOA,†William rolled out from underneath, banging my head as he sat up.
“No. Way.†he said, rubbing his head.
“Come on, please? Someone has to make sure you don’t do anything too stupid.†I pouted, but ruined the effect by smiling slyly.
“Fair enough. All right, you’re in,†William said, grinning a little.
“Great! I’ll go tell Mom.” I ran out of the room, punching the air at my victory – not just the victory about going on the mission though.
I walked to the dormitory area and located my mother’s room. I knocked gently. Mom opened the door.
“Oh, hi sweetie. I was just about to look for you – I wanted to ask you something.”
“Well I have something to tell you,” I said, taking a deep breath. I spilled the beans. Mom got mad, predictably. We walked back to where William was, arguing. In the end, Mom conceded reluctantly.
KITTYMINE
After talking to William, I told Padme to meet me back in my room in a few minutes, once she was finished talking to Wiliam. She came back about 10 minutes later.
“Mom, are you really okay with letting me go?” I sighed.
“Yes – I’ll still be worried about you. But I want to ask you about something else – something slightly, well, perhaps you should sit down.”
((Bwagh, I knew it was going to be a mistake to put my post several hours later. Hmmm… I guess dinner=lunch in British terms, so that could work.))
“A shield generator,” I said, popping out of a hole that was in the middle of the half-built generator. Padme leaned on one side of it, interested, and I continued, “It’s divided into two parts. The first is an ordinary energy shield – it expands around the base, deflecting anything but ground troops.”
“And what about the second part?”
“That’s what’ll stop the ground troops,” I said, getting a little more excited with every word. “HPBs can actually hear and talk on two frequencies – when they’re in the heat of battle, they switch to the same frequency as humans. But when they’re on the march or at their base, they switch to a much higher frequency. So all we have to do is find an extremely annoying song in 3/4 time and blast it all around us on that frequency, 24/7.”
She nodded, impressed. I turned and reached for a tool that was out of my reach, and it floated into my hand. Padme gasped and said, “The Force…”
“Yeah,” I said, ducking back to the underside of the machine to work on something, “I’m Force-sensitive. I’ve been that way since before I can remember, but I’ve kept it secret. If my father or brother found out, I probably wouldn’t be here today.”
“Wow. Anyways, I should probably go. Enjoy your dinner,” she said before walking out of the room. I called out, “Thanks again.” Then I sighed. I was slowly starting to realize something…
I liked her, as more than just a friend.
RIK
Nilly was about to tell me something when the meeting broke up – TGYPWYA and ZVX came back into the room.
“So did you interrogate him?” asked ZVX immediately. Nilly, Juliet, and Armada nodded.
“He’s fine,” said Nilly, echoing Juliet. ZVX looked at me long and hard.
“Okay – well, welcome to the Resistance, Rik. Just know that we’ll be watching you for a little bit to make sure you’re definitely good. I’m sure you understand.” I didn’t, but I didn’t push it.
“We’ve had a few problems recently,” Nilly explained soflty. I nodded.
“You can dump your stuff in a room – you’ll be sharing with Zavier, so the sign is on the door. Then you can go train if you’d like. That way you’ll meet the other kids.” (I have decided to just have all the kids training – makes location easier – ‘cept Jenny who’s in the lab)
I dumped my stuff and walked to the training rooms. I hovered in the doorway for a moment before walking in, observing the scene.
((Hmm… I got nothin’. Caking writers block.))
I wandered around the base, feeling lost.
My stomach grumbled and I decided to get some lunch/dinner/whatever meal it was. Regular meals seemed to be a thing of the past for me.
By sheer luck I stumbled across the kitchen and made myself a sandwich.
Thinking back to the conversation in the training room, I wondered if I was ‘force-sensitive’. From what I could remember of him, my father had been able to use the force. He hadn’t told me find out if I could, though, because the bunnies took him first…
Trying to recall what my father had done, I focused on a spork lying on the countertop. Mentally, I imagined it sliding toward me…
The spork stayed put.
I tried to move the spork several times, to no avail.
Frustrated, I flung the spork at the wall.
Then I realized that I hadn’t physically touched it. The spork just… obeyed my will.
I whooper with delight and made the spork sail around the room ecstatically.
((310-Meh. Does everyone here but me have the Force? Really, guys, this is BA:TNG, not Star Wars…))
((But… but… I felt left out…
You guys can just disregard that last post of mine, then… Daisy doesn’t need to be force-sensitive.))
((Kaye doesn’t have the Force, does she? You can be left out with her, and we can form a friendship. Kaye needs more friendships. She’s had a hard life.
And no, I’m not saying this because I want more attention for my character. I feel a bit like I’m Kaye’s mom or something–I created her, but she’s not just me anymore. It’s weird. Whatever.))
((311 – I didn’t start it. And besides, we have blasters – we have lightsabers – this bloody well is Star Wars.))
((No. Blasters are not just from Star Wars. Lightsabers, okay, but it was the only way to get swords in our sci-fi story. The Force, no. Seriously, guys, it doesn’t fit with the genre, it’s basically magic while BA is sci-fi, and WE SHOULD NOT HAVE IT. But I’m outnumbered on this one, so I guess I just have to tolerate it.))
FINE, if you feel so strongly about it, then maybe we can just disregard that part of my post, which I wrote WHEN I SHOULD HAVE BEEN STUDYING FOR MY HEALTH FINAL TOMORROW!
Ugh, sorry if I seemed like a jerk. I know I’m going to fail my Health final tomorrow no matter what, and my dad’s going to blow his top and yell at me like he does every other day :(.
((Whatever. You can have the Force if you want. It just kind of seems like everyone has it all of a sudden, and I’d been trying to keep BA a separate entity from other stories…. Good luck on your Health final, and sorry ’bout your dad. *choklit*))
((whoops… acidentally posted with AE… just hope no one notices, I guess))
((311.1.1- OK! *instant change of mood due to random hyperness* ))
((Alright, replacement post.))
I wandered around the base, feeling lost.
My stomach grumbled and I decided to get some lunch/dinner/whatever meal it was. Regular meals seemed to be a thing of the past for me. By sheer luck I stumbled across the kitchen and made myself a sandwich.
Thinking back to the conversation in the training room, I felt kind of left out. I wasn’t force-sensitive – no one in my family was. I envied those who were – it was like they were instantly part of their own special group. That I didn’t fit into.
I sighed. Whatever. Self-pity never helped.
I decided to upgrade my weapons arsenal. An electric-blaster and lightsaber didn’t seem like enough against an entire HPB army.
I methodically wandered around the halls for a while before finding myself before an unmarked door. Prying it open, I was faced with rows upon rows of prototype blasters, lightsabers, and other sharp and dangerous-looking objects.
I smiled grimly.
Grabbing a small knife, I hung it from my belt. You never knew when you would need a blade. I kept my lightsaber though.
I exchanged my electric-blaster for a specialized blaster that strapped to my wrist so that I would be able to fire it by pressing a small button on the inside of a band around my finger. Testing it, I fired at an empty wall, and created a 2-foot wide crater.
I slipped out the door of the armory sheepishly, and encountered Kaye.
“Uh, hi.” I said guiltily.
“Did you hear an explosion?” She asked, looking accusingly at me.
“Nope.”
“Meaning it was you.”
I allowed myself a small smile.
“Those bunnies better watch out. I don’t need to be able to use the Force to beat beat them to the ground.”
((Sorry I’ve been away for so long. I had a MB ban until June. But it’s better now. Summary, please?))
((Glad you’re back, Enceladus! Wait for Kitty or I-man for a summary, I don’t think I should cut in on their job. I’ll be gone for the next while, sorry. Need to finish all my school before I can technically get my computer back, and I have quite a bit more to do. No, school doesn’t normally stop me from coming on, but special circumstances have intervened this time. Sorry!
Armada: Sorry about all the Force-sensitivity. There is quite a lot of it. I can’t really change mine after making so much noise about having someone discover it, but since I am just starting to learn, I can play it down so it doesn’t do much. I find it slightly ironic that in BA, there was all sorts of magic, but no Force, (at least, no Force as of the fifth thread) and in BA:TNG, there’s a bunch of Force, but very little other magic. Anyway, must be getting off now. See you on the other side of who-knows-how-much math!))
((Okay, for some strange reason the small post I did last night didn’t go through. So here it is again.
a) Armada and Daisy, I’m sorry you feel left out. If it’s any consolation, way less than half of the characters have Force powers – Padme, Calista, William, Groundhog, Nilly, and Jenny. Groundhog would also like me to mention that the Force is not her profession, so to speak. She doesn’t really use it at all so it’s barely worth mentioning. In any case, that’s only 6 out of 26 people. You may still say that they have their own group, but I don’t think that’s true – the only time Force powers really seperate anyone is during a battle.
b) Armada – If you’d like, Kaye could get together with Rik or something. I think his personality goes with Kaye’s. Kinda. Not sure – see post 253 for Rik’s personality description. He is currently hanging around the doorway of the training room.
c) 312.1.1 – I’m sorry about your final, I-Man! *sends hug and choklit*. I wish you luck (though I suppose that by the time this post comes through you will have taken the final already).
d) Summary for Enceladus (and anyone else who is confused):
The bunnies find out about our hideout under Groundhog’s house. We sneak out and fly off in a jet. Bunnies pursue us. Enceladus starts his plan with the bunny proof suits actually bunnifying the wearer, but Sam exposes him. Enceladus is knocked out and tied up.
Meanwhile William has donned a jet pack and aquires one of the attacking bunny ships by killing the bunnies inside. He fights Lilis and forces her to retreat.
Also, Calista finds a laptop, hacks into the BunnyChat and tells the bunnies to leave and not to send reinforcements. The bunny forces dissappate and the jet flies to the airport in Yukon, Canada.
We “borrow” two vans and drive to an area near our new base. We walk the rest of the way and enter through at tree in the woods. Everyone dumps there stuff. The kids go off to train, the adults hang around.
Groundhog and William have a meeting with TGYPWYA and ZVX about Operation Iblis and what to do about it. In the meantime, Rik Tesser (a new character of mine – see psot 253 to read his backstory and such) comes to our new base, is interrogated, and is then inducted into the Resistance. He is now outside the training rooms.
Enceladus is locked up in a room – still unconscious for the moment – and bound up tightly.
Anyone injured is in the infirmary
Groundhog just realized that ginger ale is the solution to the new bunny solution that the bunnies plan to put into all food – see post 306 for details.
That’s all – gotta go. I’ll hopefully post more later.))
((317 c)Thanks. It wasn’t all that bad, but if I fail it I’ll have to take it over again :P.
You also missed one thing in the summary: William has started work on a generator that will defend against any hard-hitting weapons the bunnies have and repel any ground troops at the same time.))
((317-
a) I don’t really feel left out, I’m actually proud, if anything, that I haven’t succumbed to the forces of majority. I was more annoyed that everyone else had it.
b) Okay, sure. Whatever. I can have Kaye and Daisy go and meet him, if that’s okay with Daisy.
Have you kept track of where Armada and Juliet are and what they’re doing, by the way? Because I haven’t, and I’d kind of like to know…))
((Sorry I didn’t RP yesterday, guys. I had to go just as I was posting on here, otherwise I would have….))
KAYE:
“Yeah, me neither. It’s like, everyone around here has the Force all of a sudden, huh? It’s strange.” I lowered my voice. “I think it’s unfair, personally. I mean, I don’t want it, but why shouldn’t I get it? Maybe it has to do with genes. But, jeez, vampires are only a subspecies…”
Daisy looked confused. Apparently she hadn’t heard that I was a vampire yet. I enlightened her.
She blinked. “Well, that’s cool, I…guess.”
“Yeah, I guess. Hey, what were you doing here anyway?” I peeked in through the door Daisy had just come out of. “Weapons! Awesome!” I slipped inside, and Daisy followed me hesitantly.
I took a look at a rack of automatic blasters, then the lightsabers. “Wow. These are great. I never had a chance to use any weapons other than my mom’s old blaster, which is, frankly, outdated, and some of the practice weapons, which don’t really count. Oh, and knives. But somehow I doubt that the bunnies are going to get that close…. Think they would notice if I took a couple things?”
Daisy shrugged. “Maybe. I took some stuff, if that makes you feel better.”
“All right, then!” I laughed and selected a blaster and a pair of throwing knives. “Hey, want to go down to the training room? We could try these out. The adults are all having some meeting or other–probably about how there’s going to be another battle we have to stay out of. If so, I’m not planning on listening to them.”
((318-319: Ack! That makes two things I forgot.
Juliet and Armada were last seen in the lounge with Nilly, Aggie, ZVX, and TGYPWYA. Perhaps the two males can tell you guys what went on in the meeting with Groundhog and Willia? Just a thought.))
((Uhg. Writer’s block. Probably because my Debate is tomorrow and that’s all I can think about. Hopefully it will go okay. ))
((Okay, thanks. You weren’t very nice to me while I was gone. ))
I woke up in a dark room, where I couldn’t see anything. There was some food left by me, and only a hard flor below me. Where am I? What had happened to me? Heck, who am I? I didn’t remember anything that had happened before this moment. The door opened, and someone stepped in.
((319.b: Yeah, that’s fine with me.))
“Yeah, it’s about time the grown-ups let us fight our own battles,” I agreed.
“Hey, I heard a new recruit showed up – by teleporting. Wanna go meet him?” Kaye suggested.
“Sure. We can all train together.”
Kaye and I set off down the hall, but not before grabbing a few more weapons on the way. After all, why else would there be a room fill of weapons if not for people to use them?
((Blargh. I’m just going to say I don’t have the Force so Armada’s happy (since apparently my life has no self-serving purpose at all), and I failed my Health final so now I have to do it over again and start my summer even later )))
((Jeez, I-Man. Have the Force. Don’t have the Force. I don’t care. You need self-serving purpose in your life. It’s really fine with me.
Sorry about your Health final. *hug and choklit* That sucks.))
((But I-Man, you already used it in a fight! (see earlier in this thread, Padme and WIlliam co-operating) Whatever. It doesn’t matter. Oh, I’ll try to not make a big deal about my force-sensitivity, although knowing me, I’ll undoubtably be much too advanced for the amount of time I’ve been training. Anyway, when should I introduce my new character? It will probably be either quite soon, or three weeks from now. I’m about to leave on a trip to Wyoming, so I’ll have little to no computer access during that time. Yes, I know I said I won’t be on. I have my ways.
231- No. But you weren’t nice to us either. Do you think we’re particularly nice to bunny sympathizers?))
Callista:
Visualize the room… I pulled up the visor, looked around quickly, and dropped it back down again. Keeping the room in my mind, I engaged my lightsaber, and waited a moment, feeling slightly stupid. Then I was hit, with a light jolt, in the back with a weakened, yet still painful, blaster bolt. “Ow!”
There was no response. I knew Padme had gone, although I couldn’t tell you how I knew that. I wasn’t perturbed by this, since I didn’t really want her watching me make a fool of myself. Remembering what the room looked like, I tried again, and again was hit, this time in the arm. Wait. I didn’t need to be visualizing the entire room, did I? Just the robot that was shooting at me. I remembered the robot, imagining it in great detail…
Suddenly, I realized it was behind me, about to shoot again. Without a moment’s hesitation, I spun around, moved my lightsaber into position, and deflected the oncoming bolt. And another. The robot apparently figured out I was doing better, because it picked up speed. I continued, though I was still missing a few, until the robot turned itself off, about five minutes later. Shutting down my lightsaber, I went toward the door. I wasn’t sure whether I should keep at this or switch to something else, so I was off to find Padme. I had just gotten out when I heard a loud shout.
“ABSOLUTELY NOT”
I moved toward the source of the noise, wondering what it was. Before I got there, however, I ran into Kokonilly, who had a tray of food. “Oh, hello Callista. Could you go cut Enceladus’s arms free? He’s in room 27.”
I jerked myself out of my thoughts. “Uh… Why?.”
“Well, I just took him food, but he’s tied up, and he can’t really eat without his arms. I’d do it myself, but I’m really busy.”
“Okay…”
I set off, finding room 27 beside the infirmary. Opening the door, I found him waking up and looking around. I walked inside.
“Enceladus.”
He looked up, a blank expression on his face.
“I’ve been told to free your arms.”
He didn’t respond. I bent down to cut them, glaring at him. “There you go.”
He sat there for a moment, then picked up some food, still staring at me. I had almost gotten to the door when he asked, “Who are you?”
I turned around. “You’re kidding, right?”
((That’s kinda powerplaying… I hope you don’t mind, Enceladus. If you do, just change it. Also, if I vanish, go ahead and PP me.))
((I KNOW, but… ARRRRRRRG!!! *goes off to find something to kick hard*
and don’t you mean 321?))
((And I just messed up my alter ego again… *goes off to kick that something hard again*))
((Yes. Sorry.))
((Oh, that’s PERFECT))
BLAM! The blaster’s laser beam glanced off the edge of the holographic target. I was getting good at this.
Someone tapped me on the shoulder. I lowered my blaster, and turned around to see Selena, looking very tired. “Sam is debunnified,” she said.
Yes! I turned off the hologram machine, tossed the blaster into the pile, and ran to the room where my son was. He was sitting on his cot, looking blearily around the room. I’d never noticed how much he looked like John – his dark hair stuck up at the back just like his father’s had. But he had my eyes, large and clear blue. They focused on me.
“Mommy! I got away from Xeer!”
((Oh, I-Man I’m sorry! How utterly irksome and frustrating and awful and *runs out of words* *sends card and choklit and hug*
Oh, and my Debate today was really fun! The other team won, but it was really close. The only tiring thing about it was that right after the Debate, before they announced the winner, I was walking down the hall and everyone kept saying,”oh, you did a really good job”. I was like a walking celebrity – terribly annoying after a while.))
RIK
I was still hovering outside the training rooms when two girls walked over.
“Hey, are you the new recruit?” asked one. I nodded my head.
“That’s me, Rik Tesser at your service.” I did a mock bow, grinning. The two girls laughed.
“By the way,” I said, pointing toward the training room behind me, “Are you able to train with a slingshot in there?”
“As far as I know – not sure. We’re all pretty new at this place,” said the other girl.
“What do you mean? Haven’t you been here for a while – I mean, this is the Resistance base, right? Oh, and what are your names?”
PADME
I sat down next to Mom, bewildered. Mom looked pretty serious – what had happened? Did someone die or something?”
“What is it Mom?” I asked nervously.
“Padme, you know how you were raised in an orphanage?”
“Well duh – I don’t have any living relatives. My parents are dead and they always told me I had no one.”
“Well, um, that isn’t entirely true.” My eyes widened.
“What do you mean? I was in that orphanage for 12 years! If I had any relations, surely they would have found out about me… wouldn’t they?” Yet as I spoke, I recalled the dream I had had earlier. If both my parents were killed by bunnies, then any relations would have fled, and possibly been killed. But Mom was saying that I did have relations – I was so confused.
“Explain please.” So Mom told me how when she adopted me, my file said that my father had a brother Jacob who was married. They couldn’t find a trace of them. Then a half an hour ago, a boy showed up in this new hideout, entering by teleporter. He said his name was Rik Tesser, and that his parents were killed 3 months ago, telling him to flee and always to resist.
“We interrogated him thoroughly. He was telling the truth… which means that you have a living cousin.” Mom looked at me, her face kind. I stood quickly.
“I need to think,” I said. Mom nodded understandingly.
“Good idea. I find that the best way to absorb things is to think it through – or talk about it with someone else.” I nodded and left, wandering around with my head still spinning. I had lost track of where I was going when I heard the sound of a board on wheels squeaking. Coming to myself slightly, I walked the rest of the way down the hall and stood in the doorway of the room William was working in, leaning on the doorframe.
“William? Can I talk to you? I need to talk to someone not involved.”
((Lol, thanks. But now I can’t post since I don’t know what Padme wants to talk about!
I guess that’s a good thing… I should be studying for the rest of my finals.))
KAYE:
“I’m Kaye, and this is Daisy,” I told the boy–Rik. “No, we basically just moved here. We were all living in random separate places up until a few days ago, and then we came to the Resistance bases, but we’ve been kind of moving around a lot, so we haven’t really gotten used to this place yet. Oh, and I was in the DOH for a while.”
Rik looked confused. “The DOH is the bunny Dungeon Of Horror,” Daisy explained. “Kaye got captured during a battle at the Marianas Trench, along with a few other people.”
“Oh,” Rik said. “Sorry, Kaye…”
“Nah, it’s actually good that way. I got my mom back–she’d been in the DOH for the last year or so.” I changed the subject. “Me and Daisy just went and borrowed some weapons from this awesome weapons room,” I confided. “This place really has everything. So, I’d guess from what you just said that the slingshot’s your weapon? Interesting. I’ve never really seen someone use one before.”
Selena:
I left the room after Rainbow*star rushed off. I was to tired to train more, so I went out and joined Kaye and Daisy, who were inspecting a slingshot that belong to a boy I didn’t know.
“Oh, hi Selena! This is Rik, a new arrival. Rik, this is Selena.” Kaye introduced us.
“Hi.” I said, focusing on the slingshot. Back with the HPBs, I’d read a report on a house raid where a boy with a slingshot had escaped; this must be him. “What do you load it with?” I asked him, interested.
((325-Perfect in what way?
Nothing I’m involved in has happened. Ho hum. Well, must run.))
((Well, what I said was perfect, what I did was perfect, what you did was perfect.))
((Oh. I was wondering if you were being sarcastic. Okay.
Not… Enough… Happening…
Well, I’ll just go off and edit the earlier parts of this thread. I’ll be quite alright.))
((327.1 Arg! We’ll have to post their discussion tomorrow, I’m afraid, because I’m studying for a final right now and I really don’t have time to post anything long (I really shouldn’t be on the computer but…) ))
((…that sounds frighteningly identical to my night tonight O__O))
summary?
((See post 317.))
((332- And it sure ain’t over yet. I have a slight break, since my final today wasn’t officially a FINAL – my school has a Final’s Schedule where we have no classes, just the finals. Some days we have one, others we have two. That starts Friday next week, and I’m probably going to miss my first final (History) because I’m flying to Albany for the weekend (my cousin is getting married). And my teacher refused to have the test ready earlier – though I’m not sure that she understood that I only wanted it half and hour early, but whatever.))
((333- Sure ZVX!
Summary:
a) See post 317
b) As of post 317, William been working on a generator that will defend against any hard-hitting weapons the bunnies have and repel any ground troops at the same time. Padme found out that Rik is her cousin (Kitty figured it out and told her) and is about to talk to William about it, trying to comprehend it all. Enceladus is still locked up, but he has been given food and his hands were cut loose (so he can eat). Kaye and Daisy found a hidden weapons room and borrowed some weapons. Kaye, Daisy, and Selena all met Rik outside the training room.
I think that’s it – sorry if I missed anything.))
RIK
“Rocks mostly. They’re really perfect – just heavy enough, can knock bunnies out, and are readily available. And I’m happy to meet you. How many other kids are there anyway?”
PADME
William rolled out from under his shield generator.
“Explain please – you’re not making sense.”
So I told him everything that Mom had told me.
“So basically, it seems like I have a cousin. And the worst part is that I really can’t refuse to believe it because of a dream I had. And… I’m not sure I really want to. I mean, it’s nice to have some relation but…” I noticed that my eyes were wet so I quickly turned to the side, brushing the tears away.
((SFTDP, but I want to fix the end of my last post. I was just thinking about it and it doesn’t make sense))
PADME
William rolled out from under his shield generator.
“Explain please – you’re not making sense.”
So I told him everything Mom had told me.
“So basically, it seems like I have a cousin – and I really have to believe it because of a dream that I had. It’s just so… overwhelming. And unexpected.”
KAYE:
“Well, let’s see…. Apart from us, of course, here’s Crystl and ‘Mena, and Zena and Zavier, and Jenny, though she’s kind of young, and Sam, who’s ditto and just got unbunnified, and Padme [and anyone else I missed]….a lot of kids, really.
So, what’re you doing here? I heard you just kind of turned up out of nowhere–what’s the story with that?”
((This is going kind of slowly. I’m not that inspired right now, sorry.))
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He’s *mostly harmless*.
((Catkopelli, PLEASE stop PoPoing. (That means Pointless Posting.) So far you haven’t made yourself very welcome here. People are going to get mad if you continue like this.))
((Yay, I’m out of school! And I’m going to celebrate by writing a somewhat angsty post!))
I stared at Padme. It was clear this was a big topic for her, but at the moment all I could feel was extreme anger. It wasn’t like I had had it any better. I stood up and walked out of the room, bumping Padme hard with my arm. As I walked down the hallway, she ran out of the room and asked, “What are you doing?”
“I’m going.”
“Where?” she asked, sounding like she was about to cry.
“Out,” I said, without slowing down. I walked fast down the corridors until I came to the elevator leading out. I entered and ended up back in the forest.
There I stopped and sighed. I had been an insensitive jerk to Padme and I knew it. I considered going back and apologizing, but she would probably just ignore me. I looked around at all the trees, found a pretty good one, and started climbing.
I wandered about my room, trying to figure out who and where I was. There were some faint rememberences of things. I closed my eyes, so I wouldn’t get distracted. I reached deep inside my memory…
There was a giant chest, locked, floating right in front of me. I reached for it. I struggled with the lock, trying to open it. I put my ear to the box. Enceladus! Bunnies! Callista! The Resistance! Those words… What did they mean? The lock was a combination lock. I pulled and smashed at it as hard as I could. I picked up the bowl my food had been in, and smashed the lock with it. It flew open. Golden streams circled around me, and I remembered everything I had forgotten. even things I hadn’t known, I remembered. I knew everything there was to know… And I collapsed, on the ground, shaking from the experience. I now knew everything. I just couldn’t use it. The information was useless, and it was crowding my brain.Then I remembered how to forget. I forgot everything that I didn’t need. I was normal again.
((GAPAs, new thread, please!))
((339- Again? This is going to be a problem. Or….wait, did you get bunnified again or just regain your memories?))
((I just regained my memories. No bunnification here. I think that sometime, I’ll make myself get shot with a de-pigmetizer dart, ending my bunnification. But that won’t be for a while))
((Okay, good.))
((Yeah, I think so. I’m going to be off until Monday at least, PP me if necessary.
((338- You’re out of school?! Lucky dog! I don’t get out until the 23rd! And um *cough* intersting post. I’m not 100% sure why William’s being such a jerk all of a sudden, but whatever.))
RIK
I whistled.
“That’s a lot of people.”
“Yup – 26 to be exact,” said Selena.
PADME
William had left. I cursed and kicked the wall hard, tears streaming down my cheeks.
Sheesh. Practically everyone here had some sort of tragic backround, and no one else really went on about it. What was up with him?
“Perhaps you should go apologize to him.”
“Apologize?! He’s the one that hurt my feelings!”
“But if you had remembered his backround, you would have been more careful not to hurt his.”
“It was an accident! I wasn’t expecting him to blow up! It was completely out of character!.”
“Even so – go out and find him.”
I cursed again, mad at my own self.
((Well, it’s not just that he’s conflicted about being William’s son and Xeer’s brother, but it’s also about someone else in his family… something somewhat traumatic for him…))
I hugged Sam, explained where we were, and escorted him to the training room. He was young, but the others assured me he could learn the basics of fighting. I was nervous about my four-year-old son handling firearms, but it was probably safer than being defenseless against the bunnies.
I went to where most of the other adults were planning and joined in the conversation. Xeer needed to be stopped. Soon.
((342.1: Ah – another one of those new-info-about-family things))
((Can’t… post… too… exahusted. I came home from a 7 hour babysitting job a little while ago – the kids were good, but 7 hours?! Very tiring. And I still have some homework to do so I really have to get off the computer…))
((343 – Wait, the adults are in a meeting? When did this happen?))
((Dunno – it’s possible I suppose. Last seen the adults were lounging around in the Lounge. The only ones that I know of who were in a meeting were ZVX and TGYPWYA with you and Groundhog, but it’s possible that this is an informal meeting – like a conversation started about our current predicament. I mean, what else is there to talk about?))
((Just BTW, today is day 3, right?))
((Hmm – I really have to post even though I really have to study for finals because otherwise I’m PoPoing (I’ve been doing that sometimes in recent days – sorry). Here we go…))
LILIS (time to get evil back on the road)
I was typing away on my computer, listening to a recording of my last meeting with Xeer, when a message came over the intercom that Xeer wanted to see me and Syara immediately, if you please. Pausing the recording, I got out of my chair and slipped out of my room.
This would be the first time I would be seeing Syara all day – we had both been busy with our seperate jobs. As I neared Xeer’s private office, I saw Syara coming down the hallway. I nodded curtly to her and she nodded in reply. We entered together.
Xeer was sitting at his desk, waiting for us.
“Ah, you’re both here. Good. Sit down.” We both sat and Xeer stood up.
“Now both of you are already filled in about your parts in my upcoming plan,” began Xeer.
“Yes,” I replied, “but there is still a problem. The Resistance knows about our plans to go to the center of the earth.” Xeer turned to me coldly.
“I thought I made myself clear beforehand – it is irrelevant whether the Resistance knows about our plan or not. There is only one way in, and once we go in there will only be room for two other Resistance members – easy kill for Iblis.”
“I am well away of your opinion sir, but your brother William is with them – and I am certain that he knows of your plan and is figuring out a way to stop Iblis.” I noticed Xeer’s eyes flicker with annoyance at the mention of his younger brother.
PADME
After a few more minutes of inner argument, my righteous side won. I walked slowly up the hallway and back through the lounge, passing the adults who were chatting away. I went back up through the elevator and came out in the forest, lit by the setting sun. The view was gorgeous and somewhat surreal. It seemed so strange that with the bunnies loose all over the world, there was still a place that was unmarred by their destructive presence.
I walked along, looking around for some sign of William. I noticed some footprints in the mud – fresh sneaker footprints. I followed them to the base of a tree. I looked up to see William sitting comfortably on a branch, gazing out over the horizon. I stood silently for a moment, contemplating what to say.
“William?” I called hesitantly upward. I saw his head turn in my direction. I took a deep breath.
“Sorry for intruding but… I came to apologize.”
((If by day 3 you mean November 22, then… yeah, I think so.))
((SFTDP, but I just realized that my last post was sort of a PoPo, so…))
I sighed and turned back to face the way I had been facing. After a few seconds I called back, “Actually… I think I should be the one apologizing.”
“How so?” she said, climbing up the tree and sitting down on the branch next to me.
“I shouldn’t have blown up at you. It’s just… family’s a really hard topic for me to talk about. And – I’m not just thinking about my father, or my brother.”
“Well then, who are you thinking about?” she asked. It sounded like she was genuinely concerned.
“It’s, um… kind of… here, let me just show you,” I said, holding out my hand. She hesitated for a second, then took my hand. I closed my eyes and thought back to the day my life had been changed forever…
((345- I think several of them are gathered together, interrogating Rik, formerly, and now doing I don’t know what. I’m back, for some amount of time. ‘Till Saturday, or so.))
Callista:
I went on, slightly shaken by the fact Enceladus hadn’t remembered me, at least until I remembered he hadn’t remembered anything after his first debunnification. So, he just forgets everything after he’s debunnified. Interesting. After a moment, I remembered I was searching for Padme. I looked in three or four rooms before noticing one with the door open, and looking in there. Padme was there, with her back to the door. “Padme?”
She didn’t turn around. “Yes?”
“I was wondering whether I should…” I trailed off. Padme was attempting to hide the fact that she was wiping her eyes. “Is everything all right?”
((Oops, sorry. I started typing that out yesterday, and forgot to check before I posted it. Disregard that, please. I’m still hanging around looking for Padme.))
((Wheeee!! The minute school lets out for the day, a huge thunderstorm hit and the skys just opened up! I got completely soaked! . ))
KITTYMINE
I let Padme go, understanding that she really had to digest this one. I wandered back to the Lounge where the rest of us adults had somehow congregated.
“So basically, we need to figure out a counter-plan fast,” said TGYPWYA as I walked in.
“Counter plan for what?”
“Operation Iblis,” replied Armada.
“Ah – good tactic.”
We all began throwing around different ideas. Amid the babble, I raised my hand.
“Guys, any of you know what Groundhog thinks? And where is she anyway?”
((ACK! SFTDP – I posted too early.))
LILIS
“I did not call the two of you hear to argue over your opinion of the matter,” Xeer growled at me. “Both of you already know your parts in this escapade. No – I have something more to tell you both.”
I walked over to the table where people were discussing what to do next.
“Sorry I’m late. I had a little memory trouble. I’m fine.”
Groundhog22 “We’ll make sure. Who is evil?” She looked me straight in the eye.
“The bunnies.”
“Good. Your eyes didn’t dilate, so you didn’t lie.”
‘So, what do you think we should do? I don’t reccomend attacking, but I think we should get ready to fight. I have pretty good skills with a blaster. I’m good at modifying them.”
“Modifying them how?”
“Well, I can make them more potent. I’ll probably figure out a way to partially depigmetize bunnies. Useful minnions. Also, with just a normal gun, I can insert a web to take prisoners.”
“Cool. Can you show us how?”
“Sure. I’ll tell you tommorow at about eight, to get the materials ready. I trust you have a mixture of sugar, gum base, dextrose, corn syrup, natrual and artificial flavors, less than 2% glycerol, asprtame, gum arabic, soy lecithin, Acesulfame K, and color?”
They looked at me like I was crazy.
“Mint Gum”
“Yeah, ok.”
((I think I’m going to introduce my new character. Hopefully that will spark some posts. I’m leaving on Saturday, as seen on the Random Thread. Just so you know.))
A few more shots at the bunny ships, and they were down. Time to get out of the skies. I dove for the disguised hangar entrance in the forest below me.
I climbed out of the Arwing, looking around. It was so good to be ba– A shout cut across my thoughts. “Who are you and why are you here?”
I finished climbing down, and turned to face the speaker. Another face quickly appeared. “State your name and business,” she repeated.
“I’m Errata. If you don’t rem–” I was again cut off by a shout from behind me.
“Mother!”
I whipped around. Callista! My precious daughter, right here in the base, running toward me! “What are you doing here? How did you get here?” She reached me, and I hugged her tight.
“I found the Resistance after our house was attacked, before they relocated here. What are you doing here?”
I laughed, and let go. “I worked here for years!”
“What?”
The voices that had first spoken behind me spoke up again. “Wait. Callista, I thought you said your mother’s name was Melissa, not Errata. There was indeed an Errata in the Resistance years ago, but she died more then twelve years ago! What’s going on?”
I turned back around. “I guess you all deserve the full tale.” I sat down on a nearby chair, and most of the people followed suit. “I am Errata. I served here, in this very base, until fourteen years ago. I trusted the others with my life, but I knew the danger of bunnification. So I didn’t tell them everything. A few months into the attack, I got married. I arranged carefully, so nobody knew, since I was afraid that if the bunnies found out, they would capture him, or kill him to get to me. It’s classic in literature, and I had read enough to realize how effective it’d be. So I kept it secret. It worked for a year, slightly less. Before I discovered I was pregnant. I knew that the danger to my husband also applied to our child. I knew I’d have to drop out of sight for several months, at least. But this presented problems. I could drop out of sight, but coming back would be harder. So I faked my death. An intentional crash, with faked evidence pointing to bunnies ransacking the ship and taking hardware and the body. I retreated into the backup identity I had created for myself, and pushed back the guilt for months, years. Finally, I heard that the bunnies had been eradicated, and settled down to normal life again.
“Then, a week ago, or so, a bunny came. He told me all about the glorious bunnies, and how with a little help, they could rise again, and asked us to join him. I learned all I could, and told him no. Then I discussed finding the Resistance, and rejoining it, with my family. But after we decided to do so, the bunnies attacked.” I blinked quickly, driving bak the tears. “I was a fool to think they’d just go and leave us alone, after all they’d told me. I should have known better. But I didn’t. Anyway, they attacked, and I barely escaped. Not by running. I can control electronics, to some extent, so when they used something-or-other to check my vital signs, I made it show me as dead. I didn’t think it’d work, but it did. I waited until the bunnies were gone, and left. I don’t know if they found out I was gone, I never heard. Afterward, I raided a base, stole a Arwing, and came here. I’d like to apologize for all the pain, worry, and trouble I’ve caused everyone, fourteen years ago, and recently.”
We were sitting on something in completely white space. At first there was nothing in sight. Then, an image gradually started to form until it was discernible: a female bunny holding a small baby bunny in her arms, with her husband looking on. Neither of us had to say anything – it was clear who they were. The images continued on, depicting the youngest bunny’s life, until when he was about 4 years old. The father snatched something out of the mother’s hand… they started arguing… and the father pulled out his lightsaber. I closed my eyes and Padme gasped as the lightsaber met its mark. I couldn’t stand it any more – I opened my eyes and returned to the present.
((355 – *winces* Aha. That would explain things.))
PADME
I came back to the present with William, reeling. I felt hot tears streaming my face, but I didn’t bother to brush them away. We sat in silence for a moment.
“I’m sorry for reminding you off all this, William,” I said softly once I had regained the ability to talk without sobbing. He glanced at me and gave a small half-smile, shrugging.
“Thanks – but it really wasn’t your fault. What did you know? I know I acted like a total jerk.”
“But that’s not your fault either – you had every right to. I suppose I’d act the same way – only my mother died about 10 minutes after I was born so…” my voice trailed off. William looked at me, his brow furrowed.
“How do you know that?”
“Know what?”
“The exact time your mother died. You couldn’t have been able to remember that. So how…” Now it was my turn to half-smile.
“I dream I had on the plane, right after we finished smashing bunny ships together. I saw my mother and father crooning over me and then-” I swallowed hard. “- then he came. Tarnug and a bunch of other HPBs. They killed my mother and Tarnug hypnobunnifed my father. There is perhaps the slightest chance that my father is still alive, but after all this time, he’s likely dead.”
((Okay, I have an idea. We think that the bunnies are going to the center of the earth in five days. What we don’t know is that they just want us to think that, because they want us to attack them. The reason they want us to attack is because we have something that they need. This is why they took over the trench base–they were hoping that we’d leave the thing behind. But they didn’t find it, so they’re trying to get us to attack them so that they can hopefully get this item. And I’m thinking that this item they want is that key that someone found in the forest around the time that we met the Malarky. However, since we’re planning to get to the center of the earth first or something, and therefore not attacking them, the bunnies think that we’re calling their bluff. So they kidnap a non-resistance family member of someone in the resistance (I was thinking of my husband, but if someone else wants to have a family member kidnapped that’s fine with me) to use as a bargaining chip of sorts. Their argument being that they have no interest in taking over the world, they just want this key so that they can go live peacefully in the center of the earth. And if we hand over the key, then the family member will be returned.
What do you guys think?))
((336-Please explain to me exactly what’s going on. Sorry I left for so long-it moved too fast for me!))
((357- Sounds good.
Maybe it could be Daisy’s mother who is the hostage? And Daisy is only assuming that her mother has been fully bunnified…?
I don’t know… Sorry for grabbing the spotlight… I won’t act on my suggestion if there are objections…
By the way, we’re not actually going to give the HPBs the key, are we? Or is that how we will end the bunny apocalypse? ))
((358 – (Kittymine): See posts 317 and 334. since then, nothing much has occurred except that William and Padme got into sort of argument, but it is currently being straightened out. Oh, and see post 357 for Groundhog’s idea.
359 – (Groundhog) I wasn’t thinking of giving them the key. The thing is, they’ll threaten to kill whoever the kidnapped person ends up being. But we figure that they won’t actually kill the person, since if we refuse to give them the key and they kill the person, they still won’t have the key. Also, we wouldn’t trust them to give back this relative alive and unhypnotized, not after what happened with Alice in the first BA.))
((Gosh, I’ve been busy for a long time. I THINK I know what’s going on. I’ll appear…somewhere.))
I bent over the bodies of the small group of bunnies that had been foolish enough to cross my path. There was a note saying “DO NOT FORGET, DUNCE!!!”, as well as their plans. Useful. All of a sudden, I heard voices. One I didn’t quite recognize, but the other…was Padme. It was coming from only a few feet away, so I yelled “Guess who’s back?!” as loud as I could. That shocked her big time.
((I’ll see if I can get Slythix back into the story. He’s been ‘delayed’ by bunnies.))
((ELECTROS! You’re back! *hugs* Yay!))
((357 – It seems a little bit confusing, but it sounds like a good idea.))
((YAY! POSTS! Sorry. I come on so much of the time, and nothing has been posted. So frustrating. But now there’s lots!
Well, that’s not important.
357- I like it. I still think it’d be fun to kidnap Lillis, but it could go the other way round too.))
((Hi again Slythix! To find out what’s been going on, read posts 317, 334, and 360. Secondly – AHHH!! HelpHelpHelpHelpHelpHelp!!!! If William likes Padme, and then Slythix technically likes Padme but isn’t showing it then… *shudders*))
((I just took my Global Studies Final! It was extremely easy, plus I found a question where the correct answer was missing! My teacher fixed it. ))
((Oh, I do agree with Groundhog’s plan. Anyone mind if I start the ball rolling?))
LILIS
I sat there coolly and waited for Xeer to elaborate.
“I called you both here tell you that the plan has changed slightly – be-ridding me of your so called ‘disproofs’,” added Xeer.
“Basically, the Resistance thinks we’re going to the center of the earth in 5 days. In reality they have something that we need – a key of sorts. When we took over the trench base we hoped that the Resistance had left the thing behind. But it wasn’t there – they took it with them. It would be nice if the Resistance would attack us, but I suspect that they will try to get the the Center of the Earth before us in order to stop us. This gives us an opportunity – we could kidnap a non-resistance family member of someone in the resistance and use him or her as a bargaining chip. We then argue that we have no interest in taking over the world, we just want this key so that we can go live peacefully in the center of the earth – if they hand over the key, then the family member will be returned.” Syara and I digested this, I myself with slight resignation. If the bunnies were going to live peacefully, then I’d have to find another job. But then a thought about the nature of bunnies struck me.
“Xeer, just how likely is it that you bunnies will simply live “peacefully” in the center of the earth? I mean, look at HPB nature – it would never work.”
((360, 365-Hmmm. AvalonGirl and Serafina are somewhere-methinks that Serafina is good kidnapping material. Besides, she (I think) was left behind on a mission, but nobody noticed it-except Crystl, who’s being taken care of by AvalonGirl. And, if anyone wants a real name for AvalonGirl, her ‘real name’ is Mizore Uchiha.
I’ll wait until someone powerplays all three of my characters (Mizore/AvalonGirl, Philomena/’Mena, and Crystl) to help me get a feeling of where they are, ok?))
((365- Are the bunnies planning on living peacefully? I thought that they were just going to say that, so we’d hand over the key. Maybe I was wrong, but…))
Selena:
I saw a group of people approaching the house from my right and drifted away from the group around Rik to greet them. There were three: two girls, both a bit younger than me, maybe 7 and 9, and a woman in her mid twenties.
“Hi! Welcome to the base.” I said, figuring that if she was evil I’d be mincemeat by now already, so she was probably on the resistance side.
“Hi…don’t I know you?” she asked me.
I shook my head.
“Strange… I don’t forget a face.”- ” C’mon mom, let’s get inside.” said the older one of the two girls.
“Oh right, you’ll be wanting to eat something after the journey. My name’s Selena.” I remembered, awkwardly, introducing myself as an afterthought.
“I’m Mizore Uchiha, this is my daughter Philomena, and this is Crystal. Have you been with the resistance for a long time?”
I stiffened. “I joined recently. Come, groundhog and Kittymine and ZVX will be glad to have you back.”
SFTDP:
I pressed “submit” too soon.
Syara:
“The HPBs live in peace?” I laughed, the guarded kid. You never really knew with Xeer. “But I’m sure they’ll find something to keep themselves occupied. Am I right or is my answer correct? Why won’t you tell us, Xeer? You know that we’ll find out-one way or the other.”
Mizore/AvalonGirl (her name is actually Mizore):
I nodded to Selena, walking inside. There was discussion going on when I entered, but it stopped as soon as people saw me. I waved cheerfully. “Hey guys! What’s going on?” ‘Mena and Crystl rushed off as soon as they could in their attempt to find the other kids, so the room was silent until one person broke the silence.
“AVALONGIRL?!” someone yelled incredulously, as I smiled.
“Actually, Mizore, but it’s still me. I decided I needed my casual/battle outfit*, so what do you think?”
((*=Look up a picture of Mizore Shirayuki, so I look like her except my skirt is light purple.))
((By the way I decided to get a better avatar. Like it? Now, let’s see what Padme says.))
((I’m leaving town in an hour or so, and I won’t be back for weeks. I’m sorry I have to leave just after I’ve I made a new character, ect. PP my character, or something!))
((Ah, something Just kidding .))
((I killed the thread again -cries-))
((Nah, I think it’s just that the thread runs slowly in the summer. Not sure why, considering we have more free time than in the school year, but… *shrug*))
((Well, perhaps it’s because some of us have so much free time that we don’t know what to do with it and our parents kick us off the computer if we spend too much time on. And I’m in middled of finals so…))
((367 – I have my doubts. I believe (and I think Groundhog assumes) that this whole “live in peace” thing is a bunch of huey. Hang on *talks to Groundhog* Yes, Groundhog saids that she intended this whole “live in peace” thing to be a lie.
Though I just had a thought – If we’re going to make a sort of “Bunny Apocalypse Files” thing after this thread is over, should we have it that the bunnies live peacefully underground? Only that would totally change the whole perspective of the the HPB way of life – that they’re totally evil and won’t settle for anything less than the entire universe. *sits marveling at how massive such a decision could be* ))
LILIS
Xeer rolled his eyes at me.
“It’s an obvious lie. So obvious that the Resistance will be sure to think up some sort of counter-attack and fight us. Which, of course, is just what we wanted in the first place – if they attack, we have a chance of getting that key. They are trapped.” I leaned back in my chair, impressed.
“I think that is a flawless plan – the only possible flaw would be if we fail in capturing someone. But that is rather unlikely.”
“Yes – so now I have new jobs for the two of you” said Xeer. “Firstly, you will both kidnap the chosen victim, and then during the battle both of you will be searching for the key.”
((To summarize the whole plan:
> We think that the bunnies are going to the center of the earth in five days. We are training for that.
> The bunnies are really going to send Lilis and Syara to kidnap a relative of a resistance member who is not in the Resistance.
> The bunnies will tell us that we need to hand over the key if we want the kidnapped person to return. The key is the key to the center of the earth, NOT the key to the Mad Human Disease
> We will obviously not hand over the key and will plan to attack the bunnies (starting the Final Battle?).
> During the battle, Lilis and Syara will be searching for the Key.
Thus runs the plan.))
((Here is the long-term bunny plan, unless someone objects:
The bunnies want to go to the center of the earth to get Iblis, who they will then bring back up to the surface and let him kill all the people on earth. Then when everyone is dead, they can rule the earth. They’re not going to try to bunnify everyone, because they decided that that would take too long. If they can’t harness Iblis’ power (or if they can’t get the key from us), then they’ll take over the world with the “poison the food and water with hot-pink pigment” plan.
Even if we stop both of these plans from being executed, we still need to defeat the bunnies for once and for all. Essentially, we need a superweapon of some sort. I have an idea for this superweapon: Sometime during all this, we are going to have a major battle. We pretend that we have suffered major losses during this battle, and send the bunnies a message that we wish to surrender. As a peace offering, we send them a lovely large sculpture of a hot-pink bunny. They are immensely pleased with themselves, and make a huge ceremony to celebrate the surrender of the resistance, at which they will unveil the sculpture. Naturally, all of the bunnies will be there. When they unveil the sculpture, we detonate the explosives that we hid inside of it, killing all of them.
What do you guys think?))
((That sounds like a plan that electros would think up. I don’t know if that’s good or bad.))
((It’s confusing, but it sounds like a good idea.))
((Love the sculpture plan. Sort of a “Trojan HPB” idea.))
374-((Although Serafina is totally lost and possibly dead, I think she’d be fun to play as a bunny comrade. And AvalonGirl and ‘Mena were hypnotized into forgetting about her. -laughs evilly- How’s that idea? I mean, I’d LOVE one evil character to play. -snickers-))
((YAAY!! Bunnies go BOOM!))
((Er… So who exactly is going to be kidnapped?))
((I’ll be kidnapped, and when the Resistance tries to rescue me, I’ll get shot with a depigmetizer, and that’ll stop my mental bunnification))
379-((…I have no idea.
375-Ooh, use a Blue Rinse that only works on some bunnies-I can’t imagine Bunny Apocalypse ending forever!
I’m writing Serafina in. She, besides using a HPB-standard blaster (she actually was hypnotized into working for the bunnies ) uses a metal crescent-shaped discus that can cut through almost anything-it’s about the size of a piece of printer paper. She’s been with the HPBs for just slightly shorter than when Daisy went to go to the bunnies, but she just sits back a lot and watches. She’s at the meeting with Xeer, so I’ll write her in NOW!))
Serafina:
I listened to Xeer, and laughed cynically. “As well as not that the pathetic Resistance wouldn’t believe that. Some fought in the first war-excuse me, the First Dynasty Upheaval-and they knew bunny goals all to well.”
Lilis stared at me, eyes narrowed. “Didn’t you fight for the Resistance back then?”
I laughed in an almost bloodthirsty way. “Oh yes, I fought for them. As a result, I know some of their strengths and weaknesses as well…” Having said that, I leaned back and let a menacing smirk cross my face.
Crushing the resistance and watching them beg for mercy would be so fun.
((We could do “Bunny Apocalypse: Deep space 42” We go and attack the bunnies.))
((Idea: what if the bunnies have kidnapped several of our friends/relatives, and are keeping them in a state of suspended animation, and offer to release them if we surrender? I was thinking of having John turn up alive, and so I thought of that.))
((I like that idea… Daisy’s mother could be among them too… ))
((375 – I just realized, there’s one thing wrong with that plan: I assume that when you say all the bunnies will be there for the statue, you mean all the bunnies. If that happens, wouldn’t that destroy our idea for Bunny Apocalypse: The Resistance Files (or whatever we’re calling them)? I suppose we could have other adventures that still keep us in the sci-fi theme – invading aliens, alternate realities, etc. – but it wouldn’t quite feel the same.))
((378- ))
((381-You mean like Juliet was? That would be…interesting. What relatives do people have? Kaye has a father, presumably, but somehow I don’t think Juliet would be very happy about him turning up again…. That could be interesting too, I guess, but kind of not in keeping with the general style of BA. I’ll only do it if people want me to.))
((I-Man has a very good point. In that case, I’m voting for another epic battle/defeat of the bunnies, but not total destruction. After all, as I-Man says, without the bunnies, Bunny Apocalypse would cease to be. I suppose we could go back to 2051 (note-BA the 1st took place in 2051) for BA:TRF, but it would still feel weird….like writing the prequel to a book that half the characters died in.))
((Or, we could scare the bunnies off, and then go attack THEM. The next series would be it in reverse, with us attacking their home planet!!))
((In general response:
> I don’t know if this is totally cutting from Eoin Colfer, but I always thought of the BA Resistance Files as kind of like the Artemis Fowl Files, where the adventures that take place are in between different things. So then it wouldn’t matter if all the bunnies were destroyed. Only that’s probably plagiarizing off Colfer too much so…
> Also, I believe that when we say that all the bunnies will be destroyed, that would only be the evil bunnies, not the nicegoodius because the nicegoodius would never show up to the unveiling. Not that that really helps anything with solving I-Man’s point…
> Another point – I don’t know if it really matters at all who is captured, just I recall that Groundhog had said that it would be someone related to a resistance member – but not directly involved – that would be kidnapped, but I don’t know if that really matters at all in the long run.
> If we go for the “epic battle” bit, then I’m assuming that it would occur when we refuse to hand over the Key and attack.
> New thought – I just had a discussion with Groundhog and we realized that earlier in the thread, we had stated that there are two keys – Xeer has one and we have one. We had originally said that these two keys are needed to open the vault of Mad Human Disease. But since we have decided that the Keys open the center of the earth, now we have a conflict. So Groundhog said, “What if the Mad Human Disease vault is at the entrance to the Center of the Earth – a second protection (Iblis being the first). I have no idea if this makes any sense at all, but perhaps it would give us an extra reason as to why we will never hand over key.
I gotta go for dinner. I think this is all for now. (I really need to post as Padme though) ))
((I-man: I see your point. And you gave me another idea. We defeat the bunnies for once and for all on earth. But not on other planets. So the next series of BA threads could be the same people that we have now, just a couple of years later, dashing around in space trying to protect other planets from the bunnies. This plan would not include the bunny planet and the ten gajillion other colors of bunnies that someone mentioned a year or so ago.
Thoughts?))
((But it’s not quite the same, even so.))
((384 – No, that didn’t really make any sense at all.
385 – Hmmm…. I’m undecided so far.))
((386 – yeah. scratch that last point.))
((As for all of the suggested plans, I vote that we have the bunnies kidnap someone(s), not hand over the second Key, and have a battle to get our friends back. We then pretend to be defeated (I suppose we could hand over the Key as part of our “defeat”) and send in the Trojan Bunny. All of the bunnies would gather (except the nicegoodius) and would all be destroyed. We would then have finished our job on earth to erradicate the bunnies. The nicegoodius might be able to morph back into normal bunnies, but who knows. I basing this vote on the idea of the BA:TRF being stories in between threads (I’m rather attached to the idea).
Yes, I know I’ve basically suggested that we almost end BA, but I have a reason. The first of any series is always good. The second depends – this one appears to have come out fine. But many times, if you start on a third generation or something, it just goes down the tubes. And even if we keep this same generation and go into space, I’m not sure if it would work out right.
I mean, it is a whole new spectrum, so it really should work, but is chasing bunnies out in space too much like Star Wars? If we were to say that there are other planets that can sustain life (planets that don’t really exist) and on top of that have a few Force users…
Which brings me to my next, but mostly unrelated, point. Whatever we figure out with the next BA thread, I am going to say – even if I sound like a complete hypocrite – that I agree with Armada on the Force issue. I am not saying that anyone who currently has Force powers should stop (especially if it is a well established fact). We really only have 6 force users (and of those only 2 or 3 really use their powers regularly) so it’s not a problem right now. But on our next BA, I was thinking that we could have more technology, a drop more abstract magic, and less Force.
I really hope I haven’t offended anyone. I really don’t mean to. If I have, I’m very sorry – it was not my intention. ))
PADME
I turned my head sharply at the sound of that voice.
“Slythix? How did you get here?” I called down from the tree. I was not getting anywhere near that jerk at the moment. The way he treated the rest of us before with his whole “kids” attitude…
((387-I totally agree-I enjoy having little in-between episodes.
…Except for two things.
1. We thought the bunnies were eliminated for those twelve years! They didn’t do anything!
2. …The entire original 6 threads of Bunny Apocalypse took place over about two days. Now, unless we do episodes that occurred before that (which would sorta mean erasing the starting backgrounds of some characters), or stretched it out so that the story took place over several months, I don’t know how in-between episodes would be possible!))
((OK, I’m totally lost. Could somebody please explain our ideas for this thread’s plot and the whole general idea for the next thread? And I think going from planet to planet and chasing the bunnies in space is kind of ripping off Star Wars, as well as Star Trek.))
Not planet to planet, just to where the bunnies came from.
((Whatever, it’s still ripping Star Wars/Trek off.))
((389.1 – The bunnies didn’t come from another planet – they originated on earth. ))
((390 – True. That’s why I say we don’t go to space.))
((388 – Your first point isn’t entirely true – we knew that Xeer existed, so we knew the bunnies were probably still around. And there were occasional sightings. So if we did in between episodes, those could be run ins with bunnies that turn into longer adventures or something.
Your second point – My assumption is that before the first BA took place, the bunnies were slowly taking over the world. The first BA was when they had officially taken over and we were going to stop them. It only took us two days – a feat that would be impossible in the real world – but I don’t think it really matters if it took 2 days or 3 months. The main point is that they were defeated so badly that it took 12 years for them to get back to full strength.
Also, after we officially defeated them, we still had to clear out the world from the bunnies that had not heard of the official defeat and gone underground, or those that wanted to keep going even though it was hopeless (like the bunnies who ran orphanages). So perhaps part of the BA:TRF could be the first couple years of the twelve year period where we are kicking out the last traces of bunnies, hoping that they’ll never return (though we do know that Xeer is around). And maybe we could make a few more episodes where bunnies are sighted, showing us that a) Xeer is alive and hopping and b) the bunnies are not gone forever and will eventually spring up again.))
((I really don’t like the idea of wiping all the bunnies out. Apart from being the total end of the story, it’s unrealistic. What about if we have the Trojan Bunny plan go through, have a big celebration, and then fot BA:TRF, discover another pocket of bunnies a year or so later? I mean, there are bound to be a few bunnies who were out on missions and stuff and couldn’t come to the unveiling…))
((About the in-between episodes… Most of the people who recently joined didn’t know about/ weren’t old enough to fight the bunnies during those twelve years. We’d have to make new characters… Which, I guess isn’t so bad… But still.))
((391.1- You have a point. The only things in real life that have been completely erradicated are dodo birds, a few species of frog, and a few other species of bird. They also didn’t have much in the way of brains, something the bunnies do have to some degree. I’m going to need to think about this more…))
((389 – Plans for the end of this thread:
a) We think that the bunnies are going to the center of the earth in 5 days. The reason they want to do that is to get Iblis, who they will then bring back up to the surface and let him kill all the people on earth. Then when everyone is dead, they can rule the earth. They’re not going to try to bunnify everyone, because they decided that that would take too long. If they can’t harness Iblis’ power (or if they can’t get the key from us), then they’ll take over the world with the “poison the food and water with hot-pink pigment†plan.
But even if we stop both of these plans from being executed, we still need to defeat the bunnies for once and for all. Essentially, we need a superweapon of some sort. So sometime during all this, we have a major battle. We pretend that we have suffered major losses during this battle, and send the bunnies a message that we wish to surrender. As a peace offering, we send them a lovely large sculpture of a hot-pink bunny. They are immensely pleased with themselves, and make a huge ceremony to celebrate the surrender of the resistance, at which they will unveil the sculpture. Naturally, all of the bunnies will be there. When they unveil the sculpture, we detonate the explosives that we hid inside of it, killing all of them.
b) We think that the bunnies are going to the center of the earth in 5 days. In reality they will kidnap someone(s) and demand the Key that Zena currently carries, because they want it to get into the Center of the Earth. They claim that if we hand over the Key, the will live peacefully in the Center of the Earth. We obviously don’t buy this load of bunk so we refuse to hand over the Key and attack the bunnies. This is exactly what the bunnies wanted from us in the first place – if we attack, they have a chance at getting the Key. During this battle, Syara and Lilis will be searching for the Key. This battle would be the BIG FINAL BATTLE. We pretend to have suffered heavy losses and give in to the bunnies. We send the bunnies a huge Trojan HPB. Xeer has this big unveiling and we detonate explosives inside the Trojan HPB, killing Xeer and all of the gathered bunnies.
((I know that a) and b) overlap somewhat but I can’t figure out any way to totally combine them since I really need to get back to studying for my finals tomorrow.))
Plans for the Next Thread:
a) We go back and do episodes during the 12 year period between BA and BA:TNG where for the first few years we get rid of the last traces of bunnies who haven’t heard about the defeat of William or just don’t care (like the ones who run orphanages). Then we and have a few episodes where bunnies are sighted, bringing on adventures.
b) We continue from where this thread left off – this same generation with the same characters – and go flying around space saving other planets from bunnies.
c) We continue from where this thread left off, have a big celebration that we destroyed the bunnies once and for all, only a year later we find a large pocket of bunnies who were not killed because they were away on missions during the unveiling. Those bunnies are then a threat. ))
((Well, I’m voting option C, obviously. We can have space battles with the HPBs, guys! It’s been done before! But BA will not be BA without the bunnies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Seriously,guys,why_do_we_want_to_kill_all_the_bunnies?Do_people_want_BA_to_end?THIS_RPG_IS_EPIC!_WHY_AM_I_THE_ONLY_ONE_FIGHTING_FoR_ITS_LIFE?))
((Meh.))
((I vote b) and b). Another pocket of bunnies would be redundant, because that’s how BA-TNG was started, right?))
393-((Those all sound good-namely, in particular, choice b.
-knows that’s pathetic but always wanted to send her characters into space instead of just playing GardenParty-
Besides, we could develop warpgates! -squees because she watches too much Babylon 5-))
((Note: I kinda just realized that Plan A for the end of this thread really just says the real reason why the bunnies want to go to the center of the earth and their backup plan if they can’t get the key from us. So technically there’s really only one plan for the end of this thread.))
((I vote for Plan A/B for ending this thread, but that all of the bunnies won’t be destroyed – some evil ones won’t be at the unveiling. Now as for the next thread… I’m torn between Plan A and Plan C. Maybe we could do a mixture of both…?))
((SFTDP!))
PADME
Slythix shrugged.
“The usual – turning up just in time and all that.” I nodded, suddenly noticing that night had fallen.
“Well I’ll show you inside – I should be going in anyway.” I nodded to William and climbed down the tree. I walked Slythix to the elevator and was about to go in when I “remembered” that I had left something back in the trees. I told Slythix such.
“Okay – see you later.” He was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief. I really couldn’t stand the guy. I was on my way back toward the general direction of the tree where William had been sitting when I crashed in to him head-on in the dark.
“OUCH! Oh, sorry William. I should have taken out my flashlight.”
LILIS
“When do you want us to go?” I asked Xeer, nodding to Syara. I hoped Xeer wouldn’t ask the new one – Serafina – to come with us. I mean, how many people did you need to kidnap one, possibly even two people? Besides, she’d just get in the way and if the Resistance got her hands on her she’d surely be de-hypnobunnified and there would go a whole lot of information about the HPB’s plans.
RIK
“Well, I fled from home about 3 months ago when the bunnies raided my house. I’ve been on the run since then – I’ve even killed some bunnies stupid enough to get near me. I nicked one’s blaster.” I pointed to the lump in my right pocket. Just then an announcement came over the intercom.
“Yo – dinner is ready in the cafeteria and if you don’t get to it first I’ll eat it all up!” There was a short burst of giggles and then silence.
“Who was that?” I asked Kaye as we walked toward the cafeteria.
“Jenny – Groundhog’s 5 year old daughter. She has a huge appetite.”
We got to the cafeteria and grabbed some trays, getting on line for food. There was a lot of noise around – judging by all the excitement, it seemed as if a bunch of people had just showed up.
“Errata! I thought you were dead!”
“Slythix – how the heck did you get here?”
“Mommy! Hey, where’s Serafina?”
While all this was going on, Kittymine was counting heads.
“Say, has anyone seen Padme and William?” she asked.
“Well, I’ve seen Padme – she was outside but she’s coming in now,” said Slythix. Right on cue, a girl walked in, accompanied by another boy about my age.
“That’s Padme and that’s William,” supplied Selena. I watched Padme as she went over to her mother.
‘Strange… she looks a lot like me…’
KITTYMINE
Jenny’s announcement broke up the discussion.
“We’ll talk about it more later – let’s get some food.” We all walked to the cafeteria – some still arguing. While everyone got on line for food, I counted heads. All were accounted for except for Padme and William. Of course, right after I asked if anyone had seen them, they walked in the door.
“Where were you two?” I asked, once Padme was in earshot.
“Oh – we were just outside the elevator. Don’t worry – no one could really see us – we were up a tree. I was getting my head in order.”
((I vote for option C for the next thread… There’s only one real option for ending this thread, so…))
I walked to the cafeteria along with everyone else; although I had eaten recently, I was already hungry again. Besides, who knew how long we would be here? The bunnies could attack at any time.
((Finals are sapping all the ideas from my head… Sorry…))
((I say B, except with a new generation))
I worked on reintroducing myself, explaining repeatedly that I had been kidnapped back at the big Trench battle, but had escaped, and then had searched around for the Resistance.
“And by the way,” I kept saying. “You guys should of had some more protection on the cameras that I had scattered around the Trench. Oh you didn’t know about those?”
((By the way: I was thinking that the relationship(hint,hint) between me and Padme should be stressed even more. Maybe someone else competing for her attentions?))
SERAFINA:
I made a small laugh. I knew I wasn’t going on that idiotic mission-instead, I was to kill a few Resistance members off here and there, and take some with me if the others’ mission failed! I was also to poison, hypnotize, and steal weapons…big fun awaited.
((Am typing on iPod Touch!))
((393.1 – I don’t want it to end, but I’m not worried about that right now.
398 – Not another generation, please. Two is great, three is just redundant.
399 – *shrug* Eh, maybe. It could make for a more interesting story, I suppose.
Too… many… new/reappearing… characters…))
((New thread? This is post 402!))
((393.2 – No, BA:TNG started 12 years later after the bunnies came back in full strength. We had defeated them in the first BA, but since they had a new leader – Xeer – we knew it was only a matter of time before they came up again.))
((Tally for next thread: three votes for plan C, and three votes for plan B.))
((399 – Well, if you want to try and do that, you’ll have to get Padme to think better of you – at the moment she considers you a complete jerk.))
((Gotta go eat lunch – post later))
((I say C for next thread.))