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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Aug 20, 2005 18:44:57 GMT -5
Lynx yawned. It had been a long day, and she was looking forward to sleeping. She had just turned off the light when a piercing beeping noise shattered the silence. Cursing for all she was worth, Lynx grabbed her cellphone (DB limited addition, of course ) and saw that there were several messages each becoming increasingly desperate. Angels in trouble? The living dead on a chocolate eating binge?With a last rueful thought of the dreams she might have had, Lynx closed her eyes and imagined herself to the place which needed her most. When she opened them she was standing in Vianne's chocolate shop watching a group of angels and sidekicks wrestle a group of chocolate covered undead. Ignoring the bizarre situation for the moment, Lynx looked around quickly and saw a huge vat of chocolate, the last vat of chocolate to be more precise. There was only one thing to do.... "Freeze or the chocolate gets it!"
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Post by Sugarbutt on Aug 20, 2005 19:53:30 GMT -5
SB's eyes widened, and she dropped the undead she and DL were wrestling with. "Nooo!" She wailed, and rushed forward, hugging the vat of chocoalte. Her eyes darkened. "Don't. Touch. The. Chocolate." She said slowly and deliberately. The room went silent upon SB's outburst. Arenas sighed. "Come on Sugarb. Step away from the chocolate or the Bon Bon bot((OOC: wow...lotta bo's heh)) gets it." Just then the bot appeared beside DL, and helped her wrestle with the the undead SB was supposed to be helping with. SB began to make strangled noises as she looked from the bot to the vat of chocolate. "Come on SB! We need your help. We can have the chocolate at the end of the adventure." HF said as she and George struggled with an undead of their own. SB once again looked between the chocolate and the bot, finally deciding to rush to Bon Bon's side. As she ran, she accidentally tripped over a cord... "Oh no SB!" Lynx cried, as ever so slowly the vat began to tip. "What? What?" SB looked around innocently as she caught her balance and didn't fall. She turned and saw the chocolate vat tilting precariously. "Heh." She smiled sheepishly, and made her way to BBB(Bon Bon Bot)'s side just as the vat tipped completely over. "Well, looks as if she gets to have her chocoalte, and eat it too." Obs murmured. "Great obvservation." Arenas muttured as a giant tidal wave of warm gooey chocolate came rolling towards them.
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Post by CIA Agente Arenas on Aug 20, 2005 23:11:44 GMT -5
Arenas turned her back and huddled as the chocolate swept by. Her hands protected her electronics, but her threads didn't fair so well. "Sugarbutt."
"Yeah...?" she winced.
"You owe me a new hat."
"Wha's in yer hand, lass?" Jack asked as he swiped a trail of chocolate off his cheek. Arenas glanced up.
"Cell phone, never leave home without it. Why?"
"Why didn't you say anything earlier?" SB accused.
"Because I kind of thought people would remember that it was my super power, you know? It's my lot in life."
"Well, let's call up the others and see if we can't imagine ourselves out of this mess. Literally," CC wrinkled her nose.
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Post by _depplove on Aug 22, 2005 13:24:23 GMT -5
DL moaned as chocolate completely soaked her clothes and everything else around her. Ed let out a louder groan when he held out his camera, positively drenched and dripping in chocolate, in front of him.
"Oh darn," he said, fervently trying to wipe it off on his angora sweater, which had now turned brown instead of the delicate shade of pink that it used to be. "SB, you also owe me a new camera AND some new angora..."
Meanwhile, the undead were trying to lick the remaining chocolate out of the vat. Wishing she had a taser gun, DL pulled one corpse out and imagined a pair of handcuffs. Appearing in her hands, she used them to cuff the undead man behind his back. "All of you guys should do the same," she suggested.
"Now, Vianne," she said, "I'm sorry about this whole mess. We promise we'll clean it up later, after we solve this little problem here." DL motioned to the living corpses, one out of four of them cuffed and ready to go.
"So, you guys... should we go help the other Angels and 'kicks at Willy's factory?" HF asked.
"I should think so," Lynx replied.
"Or should we look somewhere else first?" SB said.
"It's all up to you guys, once you're done cuffing your living dead. Two or three to a corpse, I say," DL replied.
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Post by Sugarbutt on Aug 22, 2005 14:30:42 GMT -5
"I think we should call and find out how they're progressing." HF said looking at Arenas' phone pointedly, as she licked a drop of chocolate off her cheek.
Arenas nodded, and called Sands' former angel and her former mentor. She put the phone on speakerphone so that all could hear.
"You've reached Dangerbabe's voicemail, and she's busy at the-GAH-moment swimming through Willy's chocolate river. Leave a message and she will call you when she's not drowning in chocolate. Beep." The screams of Willy and the other kicks and angels could be heard in the background.
SB blinked. "Swimming in a river of chocolate...Yup!" She nodded. "I most definitely think we should be heading over there..."
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Post by Secret Pseudonym on Aug 22, 2005 16:42:16 GMT -5
WW's CF
"You know if anyone had really ever faced death by chocolate, there would be no desserts named that," Psnoo groaned as she felt chocolate drying all over her body. They were deep in the bowels of the chocolate factory and there were no zombies or candy pink Viking ships anywhere in sight. The angels, kicks, and Johnnies had pulled themselves up onto a landing to escape what could easily become a chocoholic's worst nightmare but there was no escaping the scent. "Are we all accounted for? I can't tell who's here under all this fudge-smeeping-tastic goodness." Sarcasm heavily laced Psnoo's words.
DB's snort and Willy's grumbling complaints that he couldn't hear her when she mumbled confirmed their presence. From the hints of plaid to DB's right Psnoo guessed that LF and Jack had managed to stick with them. Victor was the only one of their group easily identified by his string bean figure.
"Psnoo? How many were in our group?"
"Hmm?" Psnoo dug chocolate out of her ears as she processed LF's question. "Nine I think."
"There's only six here."
"What?" DB perked up at that. She used Psnoo's shoulders to pull herself up from her prone position. "Who're we missing?"
"I can't imagine why names would help," Willy muttered. "If they're not here, they're probably..."
"Probably what? Where?" LF asked. Everyone had surmised by now that they were missing Drouxl, Roxie and JCD. And sidekicks on the loose only meant one thing: more trouble.
"How would I know? I'm not them."
Muttering breaths against his hair cream under her breath, Psnoo started digging in her back pocket. There had to be a raft or at least some outsized Lifesavers - preferably butter rum - they could use to get around.
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Post by The High Flyer on Aug 22, 2005 17:13:43 GMT -5
The group from Vianne's, dripping in chocolate had imagined the four undead they had caught at the chocolaterie to a HF and George's jail cell, reluctant about leaving four undead dudes in their "home" in defense for HF. They were rushing to the chocolate factory to see what was going on with the other group. As they entered the factory, they saw the angels and Johnnies on the ground dripping in chocolate.
"What the smeep went down in here?" HF asked with a raised eyebrow. "Undead in my chocolate river! All of it is ruined!" Willy said, raising his arms about in a Jack-like manner. "So they hit your factory too huh? We found 4 of them at Vianne's." Arenas said. "And it seems like you guys got into a chocolate fuss too," LF said, eyeing the other group. "Yea. Big tipping accident. Anyway, it doesn't look like everyone in your group is here...where's the kicks?" CC said, looking around.
The factory group all shrugged and got up from the ground.
"We were just about to go look for them. But where do we start?"
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Aug 22, 2005 18:09:53 GMT -5
Lynx tried very hard not to think about the chocolate in her hair, and concentrated on HF's question instead. Where would three kicks disappear to?
"Um, no one got sucked up any pipes, did they?" Wonka shuddered but didn't answer. He was taking the destruction of his chocolate very hard indeed. Everyone else shrugged, either they had been too busy struggling against the chocolate current or had been absent entirely. Just then there was a shriek that sounded something like 'Victor!' from directly above them. Everyone looked up. "Holy Buckets, that was JCD!" cried Psnoo. Everyone looked at Willy but he crossed his arms. "Uh uh," he said, "There's no way I'm telling you what's up there." The Angels pleaded but Mr Wonka was having none of it. He had already suffered enough at the hands of this adventure. He turned his back on the lot of them and began to walk away.
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Post by Sugarbutt on Aug 22, 2005 18:13:58 GMT -5
SB was nearly drooling yet again, at the sight of the chocolate river. Her lips twitched, and as everyone was discussing hunting for the other kicks, yet another disappeared into the chocolate river. Bon Bon Bot cleared hiser throat, and rocked on hiser heels, leaning forward slightly to announce of SB's departure. "I swear that kick is nothing but trouble." Arenas grumbled. SB laughed gleefully and waved to all the angels as she drifted down the river. Psnoo tried to calm Willy before he had a heart attack. " 'S ok mates, look! There be me Pearl!" Jack cried happily, pointing to the far side of the river where sure enough his Pearl was docked. He strode purposefully towards, followed by CC, DB, Psnoo, Arenas, and the remainder of the crew. ((OOC: Bah! I didn't see your post Lynx...I suppose it works though... ))
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Post by The Nutty Chocolatier on Aug 22, 2005 19:31:49 GMT -5
"HEAVE!" CC ordered.
The newly banded crew of remaining kicks, Johnnies, and Angels were getting ready to make way. Some were even sporting bandanas, and maybe an eye-patch. But there was still one thing left before they all headed out.
"Where are we going? I know we've got to find those kicks, but..." Artisan asked once almost all things were settled.
"She's right," said Lynx. "How's this ship supposed to get up there?" She pointed to where they'd heard JCD's cry for help.
There were a few moment's thoughtful pauses, before they all heard a small, stifled cough from beside them. Everyone looked.
Willy was looking pale(-er) and deflated, his hat slightly askew. Curious, Artisan leaned to one side the better to look behind Mr. Wonka, only to see Agent Sands. He wore a slight smirk: obviously satisfied with his actions. He must have
"Sands..." said SB. "What did you do with Willy?"
"He used his head," said Arenas. "What? You don't think they know how to get information from people down at the farm?"
"... Willy?" came the worrisome voice of one JCD from above. But the chocolatier seemed a little too frightened to speak.
"Hmm..." said CC, scratching her chin wisely. "I don't know if I like the sound of CIA interrogation on my ship..."
"Don't worry about it," Sands reasoned, grinning. "No harm done." He patted Willy on the shoulder, who flinched and glowered. "Now tell them what you told me. Savvy? What about this ceiling?"
Willy nodded and took a breath.
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Post by Candy Queen on Aug 23, 2005 20:57:47 GMT -5
(((OOC: The suspence is killing me and I having a brain fart right now so I cant think of anything anywhom This is an awsome adventure))
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Post by Dulcet Drifter on Aug 24, 2005 17:37:19 GMT -5
(((heh. I know the feeling and I feel we need to write something not that it would be of any help...)))
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Post by Sugarbutt on Aug 24, 2005 17:55:39 GMT -5
((OOC: Just a little note though...In the last post, I'm shown on the Peal, but the previous post I'm drifting down the river I'm a troublesome kick, I am! ;D))
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Post by The Poetic Protégée on Aug 25, 2005 11:15:05 GMT -5
But before Willy could tell them all what he'd told Sands, everything went dark. For a moment there was silence and then someone said tentatively, "Er...guys...please tell me it just went dark for you too?" Lynx recognised HF's voice but it was so dark it was impossible to see anybody. "Ok...everyone just stay calm," said CC. A flame flickered in the darkness and CC's face was illuminated by a candle. A few more people imagined candles of their own which spread the circle of light still further. CC nodded in approval. "First things first, Jack luv, will you grab SB?" Jack obeyed without question. "Right, second thing, Sands, step away from Willy." Sands held up his hands in innocence but CC would not take no for an answer and even the CIA Agent was no match for a determined fearless leader. "Now, let's get those 'kicks back." "I can do that," said Willy in a small voice. He pulled a box from his pocket. It had a large red button on one side and before anyone could ask what it was for he pressed down hard. Everyone looked up as a trapdoor opened in the ceiling and three very familiar bodies started to fall towards them.
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Post by Sugarbutt on Aug 25, 2005 11:56:38 GMT -5
SB glowered as Jack fetched her from the chocolate river. She opened her mouth to make an inappropriate retort when the trapdoor from above opened, and out gushed what looked like a waterfall of chocolate. SB watched with fascination as the three long lost kicks fell back into the river.
Everyone hurried to the edge of the ship to help them on board.
Artisan helped Roxie on board. "Did you find out anything?"
Roxie looked to the other kicks. "Well..." She started, and looked over at JCD.
JCD looked a mite worried, and glanced over at drouxl. "I think you should tell them." She said solemnly as she nodded.
drouxl sighed. "Why must I be the one to tell?" When everyone stared at her, she smiled sheepishly. "Alright, alright. I'll tell. But first, tell us what you found at Vianne's." She looked at the other group pointedly. "And why we're doing this by candlelight."
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