Richard's Animorphs Forum
General Category => General Fan Fiction & Art => Topic started by: Estelore on October 12, 2008, 09:28:44 AM
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Okay, let's start with a disclaimer or four:
1. I have next-to-zero free time. This condition will probably persist for the remainder of the forseeable future. The time-lapse between posts may drive any readers nearly insane. Get over it.
2. If you don't like how I treat your character, take it up in a PM, or something. Don't interrupt my plot with complaints, please. A story like this HAS to have villains. Duh.
3. Yes, I'm immitating Gone. Obviously, 99.9% of the plot will be near-plagiaristic book bleed-through. Do you have a PROBLEM with that? *stern look*
4. I probably won't even get started/finished with the first section today. I don't know how long this will be. I don't know if I'll EVER get it finished. I don't know if I'll be using canon characters.
See the common theme here? Repeat after me: Esty doesn't know. Esty doesn't know. Don't ask Esty what's gonna' happen next or when the next post will be. Esty doesn't know. I will give Esty the deed to my house. Whoops! :o Hehehe....
Got it? Great! :)
CHAPTER ONE IS THE FIRST POST ON PAGE 3 OF THIS THREAD.
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So, what's happening next?
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*SLAPPP!!!* >:(
Don't push it.
Esty. Doesn't. Know.
Esty has a very important paper to write. Do not pester Esty. Esty is referring to herself in the third person, for Heaven knows what reason.
Esty needs professional help.
I watch too many shows involving Elmo. Tsk tsk tsk.
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That's awesome, Estelore.
Um...Who's in it? *cringes*
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Hahaha, thanks, Ken.
No worries, Musicman, I'm just playing at being mad.
Playing at madness...I'm not so sure. ;)
Back to that paper.
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Esty. Doesn't. Know.
I dont think I've ever heard those words in that order, it cant be true, it just cant be
so, whats the plan?
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The plan is to finish the paper, decapitate you for asking that abominable question, answer an e-mail, and sleep, not necessarily in that order.
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I'll ask again just to see how much scarier she can get...
In it is who?
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I must have death wish.
When is it going to be done? *Puts on fire-proof suit*
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In it Are Whom.
Grammar, please.
Everyone, kindly shut up. :)
*sweet, kind, gentle, deceptively friendly smile*
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I do have to ask...when is it going to start? lol
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What book is it based on?
I just want to see if she knows anything...
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*Esty holds up both hands and lowers the thumb and three fingers on each hand.*
Guess which one is saluting you now?
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Now, that is
un-called for Okay, I guess it is. Everyone who loves life, SHUT UP!
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Hmmm should I pour Benzin on the fire. Might as well.
So when is chapter one going to be done?
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be nice.
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Sounds good Este.
Heres a first for this thread:
Take your time. I haven't read Gone yet anyway.
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Sounds good Este.
Heres a first for this thread:
Take your time. I haven't read Gone yet anyway.
Me neither. It doesn't seem to be in the shops here as far as I can tell and I keep forgetting to order it online.
Anyway, like Claire said, just take your time Este.
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Please stop annoying Esty. It's obvious she's busy. And I don't think I'm ever going to read Gone anyway so plaugerize (I so spelled that wrong) ahead! I don't care! I won't even notice!
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Jeeze. I was saluting with my index fingers. As in 'one moment, please'.
;)
Thanks, T-fan! :)
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estelore take your time...
*waiting...waiting...waiting*
yeah...take your time.
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Take your time Este - but I'm super excited to read this! :)
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Why did she even put this up if she wasn't going to at least get it started? If you don't have time to start something, don't post a teaser about it.
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lol, best fan fic ever! ;D
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i love it. brilliant.
this waiting MUST be part of her game plan.
...right? right? simply pure genius.
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*snarl, hiss*
Forgive me for having a real life away from this computer. In case you don't notice that sort of thing, my daily average post count has dropped from 40-something to about 26 in the space of a week. Has it not occurred to you that MAYBE, just MAYBE this was an unusually busy week for Estelore? Hmmn?
See, out here in The Real World, a week or ten days really isn't that long at all, and people are frequently expected to wait on the things that they want. I have priorities. If you don't feel like waiting, then you don't really need to read it, do you?
"But in the time that it took you to write this, you could have made the first post!"
No, because it actually takes EFFORT to make something that I consider worth my while to write, while it takes no effort at all to snap at you.
Be more patient or get a real life, whichever is more convenient to you.
Now, to address the inevitable responses:
Yes, Esty is really REALLY p***y today. No dip, Sherlock.
I put up a teaser so that I would have a REASON to finish this. If I did not intend to start writing it soon (soon in real life terms, not necessarily in forum terms, get it through your head, please), I'd never have made the trailer. With the exception of a single long-ago-fanfic that I loathed almost as soon as I started it, I do not begin anything without finishing it.
Now, why don't you stop clotting my thread? Go on, git!
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wow esty is really p***y today
i mean in the time it took you to write this, you could have made the first post
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seriously, take your time este, dont let the people posting on here annoy you
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I get it Este, I'm just teasing. I know you'll get to it when you can. ;D
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Get a real life? what is that? I.....I .....it does not compute. What is this "real life"? I can't do it!
I exist on forum time!
but yes Estelore. Take your time. We are all highly respectful of you.
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To prevent pointless moaning about when Este is going to post, this thread will be locked until further noticed.
*locked*
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Chapter One---------
Somewhere in Minnesota, which doesn't exist.
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Anna sat at her computer, wishing that her internet would work faster so that she could log into RAF right NOW. She REALLY wanted to talk to Claire. Anna's cat, Sprite, was curled up cozily nearby.
FLAAAASH!!!
A pulse of light filled the room.
In the blink of an eye, Sprite and Anna's sister and aunt vanished from right in front of her eyes.
"Auuughhh!!!"
Anna blinked quickly, trying to clear her vision. Whoa. That was radically freaky. Wait... where are they? Sprite? Okay, I'm kinda' scared, now. I've never seen anything like that.
Huh. Claire should've seen this! It'd blow her mind! Radioactive-looking, like something straight out of a super-hero movie! I wonder if I'll get any freaky powers....
POOF!!
Anna vanished, too...
... and she reappeared in front of a lean, athletic, smiling girl, who was riding a bicycle at full speed straight at her.
"Auuughh!!"
"Auughh! Get out of the road!"
The girl stopped smiling.
Anna held her hands out in front of her and closed her eyes.
POOF!!
The girls and the bike vanished from Adelaide, Australia.
Anna would be poofing a few more times that day. Everybody else would only get to poof once, and they wouldn't be reappearing.
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Urbana, northern Illinois---
Tyler slowly followed the long cluster of people that shuffled into the auditorium of the University of Illinois. Today was the Open House, and there was enough school spirit here to choke a cow. Tyler carefully broke away from the crowd as they passed a computer lab, and he snuck into the lab and punched up the web.
I wish these things were faster. Good. RAF isn't blocked here. I wonder who is in the chat? Estelore? AWESOME. Send her a PM to join the chat, maybe, if nobody catches me in here. I can't see why Esty hates Chicago so much. I mean, it's just a little traffic, really. Maybe it's kinda' cold here, but that's not all bad. The cold can be... nice... sometimes.
FLAAAASH!!!
"Gaaaahhh!!! Yeeeowch!!"
Tyler fell backwards out of the swivelling chair, barely catching himself on his outstretched hands. Five more chairs spun slowly, suddenly emptied of their occupants.
"Whoa. What. The. Eff."
A fine mist of condensation formed on the windows of the computer lab as the temperature dropped from seventy degrees Fahrenheit to negative forty. The condensation crystallized into spiky frost, and some of the windows cracked.
"WHOA!! Hey... where'd y'all go?!"
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Somewhere in Southern Illinois---
SPLASH!!
"Scheisse!"
CLAAANGGGG!!!
A plume of frothy water sloshed out of the sink and onto the floor, soaking Estelore's bare feet. A stack of freshly-washed drinking cups clattered off the counter, where Este had just finished arranging them after she dried them. Este grumbled softly to herself while she gathered the dishes and placed them back into the sink to wash again.
"Gravity, why do you hate me so? What did I ever do to offend you? Jeeze!"
Another plate slipped backwards into the sink, and Este hissed in irritation. There was klutzy... and then, there was Esty. For a person without a clumsy bone in her body, she had an awfully tough time getting things to stay where she put them.
Este dried her hands and glanced at her laptop computer, sitting on the kitchen table with its battery charging. The screen showed an avatar of Wakko Warner against a blue background.
FLAAAASH!!!
A blast of blinding green-white light surged through the air around Estelore, and she fell down. Hard.
She didn't quite notice that she never actually hit the floor.
The laptop screen went black.
"Yipe!! What in the name of Asimov's Teeth?!" Before she could get properly to her feet, every dish in the sink LEAPT up out of the water and fell, raining water, soap, and heavy plastic and silverware down on Este. She held up her hands defencively, and the plates... the plates redirected themselves, forming a neat circle on the floor around her.
"Awww, Hell! Okay, WHAT?!"
CRRAAAAASHHH!!!
HOOOONNNNK!!! Weee-OOOOO weee-OOOOOO weeee-OOOO!!
DEE DEE DEE DEE!!
FWOOOM!!!
"What now? How could this POSSIBLY get any -"
CRAAAASHH!! WeeeEEEP WeeeEEEP!!
"Okay, I've had just about enough of this. Screw the dishes, I've gotta' see what just happened. While I'm at it, I also need to stop talking to myself like this. It's creepy. Seriously."
Este leapt to her feet, ignoring the soapy mess on the floor. Let it figure itself out, the mutinous wreck. She jogged to the front porch and leaned out the open window.
"What the Hell?!"
There were four cars piled up in front of Este's house. Every last one of them was on fire and squealing its own distorted siren. Every last one of them was completely empty of driver and passengers. In fact, there was not another person to be seen on the entire block.
Este froze in her tracks. A dreadful realisation had just struck her. Four-car pile-ups don't just HAPPEN.
"Veronica? Where are you, sweetie?! Veronica!!!?"
The cat was missing, too.
"Scheisse. VERONICA?!"
Oh, great. Dreadful realisation number two: Why wasn't the dog barking?
Este searched the house. Oscar should have been going positively ape over this, and he wasn't making a peep.
Neither was Mum, who had been sitting just a moment ago on the couch, with the little dachsund snoozing on her lap.
Gone?
Este shut the door and sat down hard again. She was shaking uncontrollably, so sitting was just about the ONLY option, right then.
Gone. GONE. Oh, Scheisse.
But I'm older than 15, for pity's sake! I can hardly remember 15! If they poofed, why haven't I poofed? Why are the tykes across the street poofed? Why are the critters poofed?
Wait a second. Birds? I can still hear birds. Why, then....
She picked up the house phone. Dial tone... try calling Da. Ringing. Ringing. Answering machine? DRAT.Estelore dove for the cell phone and punched up the first number on her speed dial, her best friend.
Come on answer Robin, comeONandANSWER...S CHEISSE!!
The phone went to voice-mail.
"Michael Grant, eat your heart out."
She sat there awhile, leaning on the porch walls, trying to reset her brain. This stuff doesn't just happen. What the Hell. This stuff doesn't just happen. Can't be real. They can't just be... gone. What? No! Gotta' check RAF. Yeah. Check RAF.
Este stumbled back to the kitchen and reached for her laptop, a last futile tie to reason. She prized the lid open with trembling fingers and punched up the web's url.
Please. Please work. Don't make me do this alone, please. Don't cut off the web. Load, load!
Este breathed a deep sigh of half-panicked relief as the website's familiar blue filled the screen.
RAFChat. Gotta' load the chat. 23 people? What the Hell? Why haven't they been kicked yet? How am I logging on?
Phoenix: Okay, everyone, just stay calm. Stay where you are. It looks like we may be the only ones left. It's only been about ten minutes since the... thing.
Ken: The Poof.
Esplin: don't panic. we will figure this out.
Phoenix: If we are the only people left, then we need to find a way to get together. Some of us are too young to survive alone.
Estelore: Hey, folks. Ummnnn... is it just me, or did everyone IRL just... go vanishment?
Tyler: It's not just you.
Ken: It's not just you. Everyone is disappearing, except RAF.
Anna: hey does anyone know what just happened? I log into RAF and *poof* I'm in Adelaide with Claire!Goom: Why isn't the chat kicking us?
Richard: I don't know. Everyone, stay calm.
Estelore: Wait, what? Anna, you poofed to Adelaide? Like... teleportation?
Anna: I mean she almost ran over me with her bike!
Anna: yeah teleportation
Anna: whatever I guess
Anna: it was freaky
Anna: so I tried to see if I could do it again
Claire: Yeah, so she grabs my arm, and *poof* we're in Minnesota, just me, Anna, and my bike.
Skye: They poofed into the house, grabbed me, and poofed to Ken's place.
Ken: That's where we are right now, me Anna, Claire, and Skye. At my place.
Anna: its like I imagined their faces and *poof* there I am
Anna: with them wherever they are
Anna: and whatever I grab goes with me
Anna: even people.
Anna: I'm scared.
Skye: Me, too.
Shanker: Whoa! What just happened?
Touquie: The world POOFed.
Myitt: The FAYZ? No... can't be. Can it?
Estelore: Hey, is anyone else having freaky stuff happen?
Estelore: That's what we're trying to figure out, Shanker. Phoenix? Any ideas? Richard? Esplin?
Richard: We don't know.
Esplin: no clue. can't be the FAYZ cuz this looks worldwide.
Phoenix: Whatever it is, it is big. We need to get organized.
Estelore: We need to figure this out and form groups. If the infrastructures are down, we may have a tough time surviving. We definitely can't pull it off if we are all separate.
Ken: It's just like GONE.
Estelore: Yeah. I know. Stay calm, people. I have sorta' an idea. Don't know if it'll work.
Phoenix: What is it? We need ideas.
Estelore: Okay, I live within spitting distance of Goom, and Jen and John are both pretty close. I think that we should try to gather as many RAFians as we can in one place.
Estelore: Get everyone to drive to a common location, and have Anna teleport to them, if her power... or whatever... keeps working. She can
Estelore: pick them up, and we can meet in a common area. Maybe... oh, I don't know.
Estelore: Most of us live in the American Southeast and Midwest.
Tyler: Have Shanker and Touquie meet, and have all the Floridians and Georgians gather.
Tyler: Have all the Aussies and such collect in a single territory, if you can. Right?
Estelore: Exactly!
Phoenix: Anna, how do you find them?
Anna: I imagined their faces. just their faces. I could probably find you, Esty.
Estelore: Okey, good.
Anna: but I can't find anyone I've never seen.
Estelore: Fine. Guys, either send Anna a pic of you, or meet with someone that she knows.
Phoenix: And gather your first-aid supplies.
Tyler: And food. Stuff that won't spoil, probably.
Tyler: And anything else you'll need.
Tyler:>>Estelore: Um... hey, you asked about freaky stuff? I think that I can freeze stuff.
Shanker: Okay, where do we meet?
Estelore:>>Tyler: What, Ty?
Tyler:>>Estelore: What's it called? Kryo-whatever? Cryokinesis?
Estelore:>>Tyler: The power to freeze?
Tyler:>>Estelore: Yeah. This place just got REALLY cold, right after the flash-poof, and it's hardly even fall yet.
Tyler:>>Estelore: Yeah. Well, I can freeze stuff. I touch something and BAM it's frozen.
Estelore:>>Tyler: Okey? Well... be careful, Ty-la.
Tyler:>>Estelore: Yeah. Yeah. Careful. Right.
Anna: I know your face, Danial. just stay in one place so I can find you. you too Rachel.
Anna: I'll take you back to Ken's house.
Ken: Anna, be careful. You might have limits.
Anna: I don't know yet.
Estelore: Exactly. Just in case, bring everyone in the north-half to where I am. I know where we can get plenty of emergency supplies. My Mum used to work in a hospital, for 8 years.
Goom: I know a little first-aid, too.
Estelore: That's great, Goom. You're closest, so I'll come fetch you first, okey?
Goom: Sure. I'll get my stuff together.
Estelore: Once I get you, we can go get John. You guys can stay with me, I guess, until we get this figured out. Jen, can you find your way to East St. Louis, if not necessarily all the way here?
Froggie: Yeah, I think so. Just across the river, right?
Estelore: Right. I'll send you a map, if you need one.
Froggie: Nah, I'm good.
Phoenix: Tyler, Toomin, can you guys gather everyone in your part of the world?
Tyler: Well... actually, I'm in Urbana, right now.
Estelore: What? You came to Illinois, and you didn't tell me? Jeeze!
Tyler: Yeah, it's sort of a visit-thing to see how I like U of I. I'll just come south, okay? Where should I head?
Toomin: No problem. I'll round people up, sure.
Estelore: Tyler, just drive south, and stop before you hit Marion or Carbondale. I'll find you after I find the others.
Estelore: Okey, I've gotta' log out and go fetch the people in my area. Everyone figured out? Hang in there. We can do this.
Touquie: You sound like Rachel. Esty, do you have any idea what this is?
Estelore: Not yet. G'day. John, if you can get even as far as Indiana, it will be a help. Stop at a hotel somewhere and use a computer to log into RAF. I'll keep my laptop
Estelore: handy, and I'll hi-jack somebody's wifi to check on your progress west. Okey?
Venemousspiderwooki ee: Okay. Hurry.
Estelore: As soon as I have Goom, I'll come for you as fast as I can. On my word.
Duff: Myitt, you're in New England, too, right?
Myitt: Yeah.
Estelore: Bye, all. Be safe.
Este logged out of the chat, glad to have something like a plan in hand. She jumped into her car, picked her way around the smouldering wreck out front, and sped northwest, taking the exit that would bring her closer to Jen and Goom.
Hang in there, everyone.
Este didn't get very far before the piled-up empty cars on the interstate roads started to block her progress.
"Oh-keeey, I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS!!!"
Estelore hit the brakes and threw her hands up in exasperation.
Every car within a hundred-foot radius leapt up into the air... and hovered there.
"Auuughhh!! What now?!"
Este dropped her hands fast, covering her head. The cars slowly descended and settled in a neat ring around Este's car.
"Whoa... wait a second. Gravity? Now, wouldn't THAT be ironic."
Este tentatively gestured toward the nearest truck. It floated smoothly upward, stopping twenty feet up. Este waved her hand slightly, and the truck sped through the air, slamming into a nearby stand of trees. A flock of disgruntled blackbirds screeched and disbanded from their perches in the trees.
Este winced.
"Sorry!"
She winced again and rolled her eyes.
"Oh, great. First, I move a truck through the air without touching it, now I'm talking to birds. Let's try this again. Without the pathetic irony, if you please."
She leaned back and drove slowly, steering with one hand and using the other to carefully clear the road, trying not to start anymore car-fires by slamming the abandoned vehicles into each other.
Eventually, she found that she could regulate how wide an area was affected by this... specialized gravity? Close enough. She scooted trucks, cars, and trailers gingerly off the freeway, finally managing to clear her path fast enough to get up to a decent driving speed. She was within a mile of Goom's town before she knew it.
Este picked her way through the little city, casually lifting cars away from the streets. She rolled down the window and leaned on the horn to get Goom's attention.
"GOOM!! YOU HERE, GOOM?! IT'S ME. ESTELORE."
A honk in the distance, unlike the car alarms, made his presence known. Estelore headed toward the sound. She found Jen and Goom sitting together on the sidewalk in front of his home.
"Hi, guys. I'm almost out of gas, so I'm gonna' siphon some from one of these other cars. Anyone have a problem with that?"
"Nope."
"I don't. I've already done the same thing, actually."
"Okay, thanks, guys. Umn...don't be freaked out, okey? I can do stuff with gravity."
"Uh...okay. Like... what?"
"Just don't panic, please. I don't have time to look for a hose."
Este opened the gas tanks on her car and a nearby Hummer that had crashed into a building. She gestured slightly toward both cars, and the gasoline floated up from the Hummer's tank and into the tank of the tiny Cavalier.
"You guys okey?"
"Yeah."
"Uh...yeah. H-how did you do that, exactly?"
"I made my gasoline tank have a stronger gravitational pull on the gas than the planet itself. Not sure how I do it. So...you gonna' ride with me, or follow in another car?"
"I think that I'll follow, Este. We might need my car later." Jen sounded quite calm, despite it all.
Huh. She's taking this well.
"Can I ride with you, Estelore?" Goom asked.
"Sure. Watch that door. It's heavy."
The three of them sped east, toward Ohio and John.
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Wow. Wow. Wow.
That was really good! I love it Estelore!!
(Um...if I'm not supposed to be commenting here, let me know and I'll delete this)
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Nah, it's okey to comment here, I guess. I'll list on the 1st page on which page you can find each chapter, for easy reference.
Thanks! You really like it? I'm glad. :)
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Wow, that was awesome, Este! Great job.
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Amazing. Just needs a certain 'someone'. *Whistles innocently*
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Patience, Gumby. Patience.
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Patience? What does it mean? Does it mean to put the guns away?
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This is great, haha ;D
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Thanks, all.
Gumby, you may have a gun, but I have a shotgun. I win. Behave yourself well.
G'night, all!
The next chapter will be posted on WhenevertheHellIfee llikeitday.
;)
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that was creepy o and everyone i am closely related to the devil so your guns are laughable
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Off-topic. >:D
Again, G'night. :)
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Star sleep?
Good night.
Sleep tight.
Don't let the RAFbugs bite!
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that was epic. :o
i really want to read the book now :D
one typo, but nothing major:
Anna: hey does anyone know what just happened? I log into RAF and *poof* I'm in Adelaide with Claire!Goom: Why isn't the chat kicking us?
can't wait for more, amazing job! ;D
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She grabs my arm and *poof* we're in Minnesota.
Haha. I love it, Estelore! It's awesome!
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I'm surprised there wasn't even mention of me...I mean me not in the chat, I guess I can understand because I can't get on the chat, but me not even mentioned?
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Patience, good Morfowt. Patience. :)
I actually have a pretty big section coming up, involving you, but it isn't time for it yet. My goal is to involve as many active RAFians in the story as I can.
By the by, I wrote this chapter in WordPad, so any typos are probably resultant of the difference in margins. I must have missed hitting 'enter' once or more.
Also, if that is the ONLY typo that you noticed, then you've got no business editing my stuff. ;)
Okay, I'm off to do real-life stuff. G'day!
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Good work! It's awesome! Bye!
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Awesome opening chapter Estelore! I haven't read Gone yet, but this seems very cool so far. I like the idea of RAF members being the only people left. Can't wait to see more of this! :)
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Awesome idea este, cool stuff
look forward to more!
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Also, if that is the ONLY typo that you noticed, then you've got no business editing my stuff. ;)
Okay, I'm off to do real-life stuff. G'day!
oh, i noticed more, but that one just stuck out.
anyways, i have a suggestion, want to split this topic into 2?
one with the story, one with comments?
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lol, a huge story. How many people are included?
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Very cool Esty!
How many people are included?
367.568...or so.
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:o no thats a lot of work.
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Awesome chapter, Estelore!!!!!! I love the concept!!!
Can't wait to read more. :)
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This is a fun idea and I can't wait to see what else happens. :-)
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I'm all open to splitting this into two threads, but I can always just post on the first page where you can look to find each chapter. As long as the comments stay non-hostile, I'm fine with them. ;)
I may not mention the highly-inactive members, but if I remember your name and I've replied to your posts, you can probably expect a mention at SOME point. It may only be a mention, mind you.
I'm putting some more plot together right now. I'll post it when I'm done with it, which may be awhile. You know the drill.
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Feel free to turn this into a discussion thread and making a new thread for story posts only.
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Man survival situations is where all my training & stuff comes into handy. A good marksman & a good rifle will continue to put food on the table anyday.
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Glad to hear it Marcion, but I doubt food will be a major problem for a while yet. There are a lot of supermarkets around that just had a serious price cut on all their products... ;)
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very awesome estelore! i cant wait for more!
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Okey, just so ye' know, if I have EVER known you by a different screen-name, and you have a different name now than the one by which I first knew you, I will probably be using the FORMER name.
In other words, Xan, Jayne, and Charlie will all be Xan, Jayne, and Charlie, not Marcion, nor anything to do with flamingoes or werewolves. If you have a SERIOUS beef with this, let me know, and I'll adjust it accordingly. Otherwise, you're stuck with the way my brain works. Sorry.
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I'd probably do the same thing if I were you Este. One of the reasons I've never changed my name is because it annoys me a little when other people do it (no offense intended).
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Um, dumb question: is RAFGone Tyler's real name Tyler?
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How the heck should I know? You've never given me any other proper name to use.
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Hm, good point. So he uses a fake name then. Cool. 8)
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Well he's used red once for a while...
and you can use morfowt if you want. I actually perfer it to my current one and might change it back one of these days...
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Hm, good point. So he uses a fake name then. Cool. 8)
Wait, so Tyler isn't your real name? lol, I just kind of assumed that it was.
and you can use morfowt if you want. I actually perfer it to my current one and might change it back one of these days...
Morfowt is better if you ask me, not to mention far easier to say.
So Este, are all the RAF members going to get powers or just some of them?
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So, am I gonna be in it?
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Yes, Jax.
A little fewer than 1/3 of the full + active population of RAF (approximately) will have some power or other. Probably. The powers partially follow the GONE canon, being focused primarily through the hands. They are limited, and if they are offencive/active powers (lasers, fire, etc.), then they can typically also be used against the one that owns them.
In other words, if you can shoot lightning from your hands, it doesn't make you IMMUNE to electricity, but you can manipulate the electromagnetic field around yourself, with limits. If you can shoot fire from your hands, it doesn't make you fireproof. If you are super-fast, you are still subject to friction and wind-burn, as well as muscular fatigue (though less fatigue than, say, me after a long run). If you can manipulate gravity within a space, you are still subject to localized gravity, but you can repel yourself from the ground, if, for instance, you increase the pull of an object ABOVE you.
Lovely thing about gravity: it CAN'T push. Ever. There is no anti-gravity or non-gravity, only less-gravity or gravity-from-another-direction. No matter how far away you are from an object, it still has an effect on you. Yay, Physics!! WOOHOO!!
Defencive powers work a bit differently, but I'll get into that later.
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this looks amazing
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This is really great! I must read the real Gone now. xD
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if I have a power, can it be a defensive one?
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Actually, Morfowt, I was already planning on you being a defence-based character, anyway. It suits you.
That's lovely, Demos, but I simply cannot ask everyone what power they want, primarily 'cause not everyone is GETTING a power, and both those that you have requested are 1. already taken, as far as my plot is concerned, and 2. highly popular and highly demanded. If I give you a power at all, it en't going to be pyro or psych. Sorry. I didn't even take pyrokinesis for myself, much as I'd enjoy that. It's too easy to self-Mary-Sue.
If you're wondering, our resident pyro is Phoenix, who is a pretty stable moderate-type-A personality, and thus is difficult to Sueify.
Our psych person is... yet to be announced. >:D
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This is gonna' be a short one, in all likelihood. I don't have time tonight to draw up a longer segment, and this stuff needs to be filled in for later plot.
Chapter Two
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Phoenix leaned back in his chair and groaned softly as the joints in his back popped. He rolled his shoulders, which were stiff from sitting so long at the computer. It was the middle of the night, and he had been on RAF all day since The Big Poof, doing everything that he could to keep the RAFians from panicking.
Half a world away, in Jamaica, Richard was doing the same thing, as was Esplin in the United States. The RAF Administration shared a common bond, a common burden, despite their distance, so it was only natural that certain things would occur to all of them at once. Coincidence follows some pretty strict laws, after all.
Richard sneezed. Every window in his home flew open, and papers scattered everywhere, as though a small hurricane had struck indoors. Thunder rolled in the distance, and the winds outside picked up their speed.
While Richard was pulling his windows shut again, Phoenix was dealing with the small fire that had started on his desk, due to some paper laid too close to the overheated computer. When Phoenix moved to smother the flames, they vanished without so much as a puff of smoke.
At the same time, Esplin reached for the can of Bud Light that sat on the edge of his desk. Eyes tired from looking at the computer screen for so long, he misjudged the distance, knocking the can over. The can's contents sloshed out onto the desk, and Esplin rushed to move the computer out of harm's way. Suddenly, in a manner reminiscent of a VHS tape being rewound, the beer sucked back into the can, which righted itself again in its former position on the edge of the desk.
Any casual observer to this situation, knowing the respective personalities of these individuals, might have found it ironic that the calm, untemperamental, and forgiving Richard now had the ability to control the punishing blusters of local weather. Perhaps even more ironic was the fact that a fellow called Phoenix became a firestarter, and Esplin, who called himself after a character known for his destructive tendencies, gained the power of entropic reversal, the ability to set things to rights after they have fallen from a state of stability and inertia.
That's a load of bunk. Any casual observer to this situation would be screaming their head off, in all likelihood. The only reason these good fellows weren't freaking out is that they had seen enough crazy stuff that day to fill their freak-out quota for the next decade, and they all were quite familiar with the Laws of Fiction, which state that anything can happen. When fiction becomes reality, or vice versa, you become open-minded, or you become insane.
Speaking of insanity, somewhere in Florida, Jax and Jayne were having an interesting conversation regarding their respective subjective sanity, and in China, Morfowt was trying to figure out how exactly he came to be the only citizen of what was formerly Earth's most populace country. At the same time, Blue was having some major issues with the local plumbing, and Estelore, Goom, and Jen were quickly closing the distance between themselves and John.
More on all that later.
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technically, I'm not a chinese citizen yet, and I'm slightly leaning towards american citizenship. and you know if I was the only person in china, I'd be eating cuz I wouldn't have to pay for stuff. I'd eat, instant noodles, sandwiches, fruit, breads, cakes, cookies, pastries, some salt snacks...just a little something for your story, in case you're stumped about how I would react...oh and I'd definitely post (not chat) on RAF about it. you can also PM me about how I would react to certain things...just saying...
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Great! You know I'm a mod too, but I wasn't included :(
lol but it was heaps good, its exciting
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um...there's two possible answers to that:
1. she's not used to you being a mod, and forgot about it.
2 (and the more likely one). she intentionally didn't mention junior mods...
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And theres a simple reply to that. Who cares? It's all good fun morfowt. You take some things a little too seriously.
Anyways, I don't want to go off topic or fill up this thread or whatever.
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And theres a simple reply to that. Who cares? It's all good fun morfowt. You take some things a little too seriously.
well I always take things too seriously or not seriously enough. choose your pick.
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i loved being portrayed as an unorganized alcoholic, thanks for that.
don't use my name or likeness in the rest of this story please.
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I wake up and find that my thread has turned on its head. Okey. Well.
1. Artistic license. Artistic license. Artistic license. If K.A.Applegate doesn't make you righteously angry for her poor grasp of the laws of physics, I should be entitled to at LEAST a cetain leeway. I don't delve into your private lives, and you don't openly blather on about them (usually), so please do not expect me to know what colour your socks are.
2. That's nice, Morfowt. Thanks. By 'citizen', I don't mean 'legal resident'. I mean 'somebody that currently is in that location'. I didn't have time to elaborate on your state of activity, but I may later include your munch-attack, if you wish.
3. Claire, there's some other stuff going on with your character at this particular moment. She isn't online, for starters. I'll get to it eventually. Thank you [ :)] for pointing out that This Is Fiction And Not To Be Taken As A Direct Statement Of Estelore's Feelings Towards Anybody. *coughEsplinandMorfowt*
4. Esplin, do you have a personal problem with me? Seriously, I didn't mean to imply anything offencive towards you. I like you, man. I was trying to figure what drink you might keep on hand, in the event of a total global breakdown, and I recalled in a picture thread an image that you posted showing several cans of Bud Light. Is it completely unrealistic for me to guess that you would have at least one can in your home, then? As for as the concept of being disorganized, I was not saying that you were personally messy nor that you were incapable of keeping something tidy. You have always seemed to be less... OCD? ... about that stuff than most people. RELAXED, NOT MESSY. Please take it easy. If you want me to write you out of the story, I shall. However, the next time you feel that you have cause to snap at me, I would prefer that you confront me through PM or E-mail, please and thank you.
*edit*
There, Esplin. Every mention of you in the story has been removed. I hope that this is sufficient. Would you also like me to take Terenia out of the story, since she is connected to you by association? Perhaps I should never again make any mention of you in any regard in any thread, as I have so thoroughly offended you, and I am apparently incapable of referring to your person in a manner that you would deem to be appropriate. I sincerely apologise if I have in some way insulted one whom I had always considered my friend.
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well i apologize for doing it publicly but you asked shanker and mike in the titan discussion thread what kind of powers they would like and you didnt ask me so i assumed i would not be involved. The sad thing is you've got me right on the money in the event of something like gone I would get a life time supply of bud, It would have been funny and perfectly written if it didn't come as a surprise one night reading things on RAF. Maybe it is wrong of me to assume that you think I'm a disorganized alcoholic but it came across that way to me and yes I was angry. I dont care what powers I have or how you write me, youre a good write and youre very perceptive and you did me well, but ask permission next time.
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Very well.
May I please use you in this fan-fiction? May I restore the chapter to what it was prior to this discussion?
By the by, I DID include you in the RAFchat segment in the first chapter, and it seems to me a fairly natural thing that the entire RAFstaff should be included in a story ABOUT RAF, so I didn't think that you would be surprised that I included you. I also stated very early-on that I intended to use every active member of the forum, and that I could not reasonably be expected to ask each person individually how they would like for me to use them (and what powers they would like) in the story.
When I questioned the others in the T.City discussion thread and in RAFchat, I already had a concrete idea of their roles in the story, but I needed to narrow a few things down, because I was a bit undecided on which powers to assign to them, and the powers themselves were independent of their respective roles. With some other people, I wasn't sure if I knew them well enough to assign appropriate powers, and I needed an idea of their general location, so I asked.
In your case, Esplin, the power that I had intended to give you was part of what defined your role, and I did not feel that I required any further input, since it was already totally narrowed down, as far as I was concerned. I already knew where you lived, too, but that did not matter, because Anna has seen your face and (according to the story) could then teleport you wherever I needed you to be in the story.
Again, I'm sorry for all upset that this has caused to you, but I was sorely shocked to find that you WERE upset. After all, haven't other RAFians written RAF-based stories, even using similar situations, WITHOUT inciting such responses?
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I would like to interrupt this lovely conversation to say that I LOVE it so far. I now have a new thing to anxiously await more chapters. I think it would be cool to see myself in it, but if you don't want to, that's fine. If you do want to, you have my permission.
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The first time I posted in this thread it was to tell people to stop arguing, I didn't read your description of it.
No one else in the story was displayed in a remotely negative way. When you say someone is disorganized it doesn't come across as laid back even if you meant it that way and Im sorry for misunderstanding.
I didn't read the first chapter, I wasn't aware that I was in the story until someone else mentioned it.
I have every right to be upset. You shouldn't change the story or remove people connected to me through RAF, that is just unnecessary because no one else should be effected by this.
I was always asked by other people and they never said anything like that about me so I was never offended. You're making a big deal out of it too.
I apologize for the whole thing, by all means use me as a character and continue with how you're writing me, but I think I have to right to be a little offended. I accept your apology and I mean that sincerely.
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Thanks. :)
*offers olive-branch*
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Oh, yeah, and thanks, Mrguy. I plan to use all active members. This includes you.
By the by, Esplin, I did state that this story would have villains. I never said that I was going to make YOU the villain, and I'm NOT (unless you would really want that, rather) making you the bad-guy in this story. I have already gained permissions from my primary bad-guy, who knows that I will be taking advantage of every one of his idiosynchrasies, especially any negative ones, for this story.
Still, sorry and all, and thanks.
Okey, I've gotta' run. G'night, all!
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*makes olive oil*
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*Deleted for possible spoilerage* lol
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*Deleted for possible spoilerage* lol
then shouldn't you delete this post instead of editing it?
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I didn't, I just posted that cause I thought it would be funny
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I didn't, I just posted that cause I thought it would be funny
ok...you lost me...
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Which just means it worked! ;D
I mean :sign18:
lol
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Which just means it worked! ;D
I mean :sign18:
lol
Yeah we should really stop posting here unless it's about the story.
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Awesome second chap!! I love the idea of all the mods working in their various parts of the world to maintain the RAF-sanity. :)
Can't wait to read more!
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Thanks!
Guys, I am REALLY sorry that I haven't posted anything this week, but I've been busy-out-the-wazoo. I'll work on it as soon as reasonably possible.
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take your time. its good patience training.
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I'm looking forward to the next chapter :)
Please, take as much time as you need. It's worth the wait.
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Thanks, guys. :)
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OMGOMGOMG!
i loooove the story so far este!
by thy way es, if u wanna use me in ur fan-fic, u can... btw, could u plz use either my real name (if u don't know it, and if u want it, just ask me thru PM) or Foamy, mainly cos almost everyone here knows me as Foamy
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W.O.W. AMAZING I love it! a perfect RAF story, keep it going Weird-girl-who-thinks-she-is-a-star!
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Thanks, guys!
Foamy, I was already going to call you Foamy, since I don't know your real first name. :)
Yes, I was already going to use you, too.
Same for you, Gumby. :)
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Nice, whens the next chapter up?
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I've got to write it first. Bugging me over it isn't going to speed that along even remotely. :)
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She'll post it when she posts it, so leave her be. Asking her won't make her post it faster.
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Wow! I love this story. Did something happen to it or are you just that busy?
P.S. Feel free to use me as fodder if you're still working on this.
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Must have more!!!!!! Please Este, I love it!!!!!
Can I be in it too? Pwease? For your favorite seal?
And possibly the only seal you even know.
EDIT: This might seem cheesy, but I was bored. http://artpad.art.com/?kimh7z1ipqkk (http://artpad.art.com/?kimh7z1ipqkk)
EDIT #2: The word go out of the computer, I know, but it didn't do that when I drew it, so try to ignore it...
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It's pretty clear that Estelore is too busy to work on this fic at the moment, so please don't bother her.
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Sorry, it's just so amazing. I can't help it.
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1. Stalker: sure, I'd love to use you. :) Yeah, life is uber-busy right now. End-of-the-year rush, scholarship apps., Jazz Cabaret, graduation-type-stuff, EVERYTHING. :P
2. Horsey, I'll totally use you, thanks! The pic is SOOO cool!
3. Phoenix, thank you so much for covering me on this. I didn't even see that people had posted until briefly ago.
Yeah, I'm busy. Gimme' time, because I DO INTEND TO GET THIS STARTED AGAIN!!! :D
4. Horsey, I give you, exclusively, permission to occasionally PM and email me to remind/pester me into writing. Just... let's not clog my thread, pretty please? Thank you! :) Everyone else, patience pleeeease. I love you all, but don't flood my inbox, capisce? :)
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Don't worry, I will do my best to bug you, Este. >:D
And yes. Capisce.
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haha, it's cool. This kinda doubled as a reminder if you'd forgotten, but I never intended to bug you about it. Can't wait for the next chapter! (notrushingnotrushin gnotrushing)
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You can feel free to use me in this story too if you want. ;D
And trust me, I understand about you being busy and stuff.
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Danke schoen, Gaz, and I had already planned to use you. :)
Hey, if anyone feels like being reeeeally helpful, they can get me a list of all the CURRENTLY ACTIVE members, basically generation 8-10 members that have posted in the last three months. I still have listed everyone that I planned to use when I started it, after all.
Hey, can I ask a favour of any moddy-types who are hanging around the aether? Could we re-name this thread "RAFGone Discussion" or some such? When I finally get moving again, I'm going to want to consolidate my plot-posts in one thread, sans-discussion.
Yeah... I know I felt differently before... but that was four pages of discussion ago. :o
Sorry for the bother! Please, thank you, and all that jazz. :)
Just suggesting. ;)
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Active members:
Richard Ash Phoenix004 Shock Ellimist Tyler Kelly Muffin Man Zues770 Truth Jax
Duff Claire morfowt Anna Touquie RYTX mrguy36 Ken Russell DinosaurNothlit estrid
Dameg AniDragon Jen Shanker Brad Estelore Mirienne Gaz demos666 Tocade Whammyman5
horsefan1023 Azguard Taiyoh goom Broken wildweathel Faerie Larka Paladin The Dark Knight Unknown? Think
Jess Bjparker0385 Shark Akhrrana
This is from what I could tell. If you see anybody missing or anybody who should be on the list, feel free.
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Awesome! Thank you so much, Faerie! I appreciate it. :)
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Think of it as payment for your writing :P
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I changed the topic name for you Este. I know how you feel, the same thing happened to my old fic thread back on Classic. I ended up with pages and pages of comments without any story, which made it difficult to find my actual fic! :P
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Aaahh, yes, thank you! Thanks to both of you, Faerie and Phoenix, for your help in this. *hugs* :)
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Its looking great so far but wheres Brad... * sulks in a courner*
Joke joke sorry but really im enjoyin the Fic so i look forward to the next instullment. keep up the good work and all that jazz ;D
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lol, I don't think you were active when she wrote this Brad. :P
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thats really no exscuse ;D
(i was attepting a joke ;D)
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I'm gonna be in it. *does a dance*
Sorry. So excited.
OK, here's an example of how awesome this fic it. My friend who I'm trying to get to read Animorphs read it, and after I explained a few jokes and things about the RAFians in it, she loved it. A non RAFian loved it.
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Okey, wow. Thank you, Horsey. That really means stuff to me. :)
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Active members:
Richard Ash Phoenix004 Shock Ellimist Tyler Kelly Muffin Man Zues770 Truth Jax
Duff Claire morfowt Anna Touquie RYTX mrguy36 Ken Russell DinosaurNothlit estrid
Dameg AniDragon Jen Shanker Brad Estelore Mirienne Gaz demos666 Tocade Whammyman5
horsefan1023 Azguard Taiyoh goom Broken wildweathel Faerie Larka Paladin The Dark Knight Unknown? Think
Jess Bjparker0385 Shark Akhrrana
This is from what I could tell. If you see anybody missing or anybody who should be on the list, feel free.
Is it odd that my eyes are automatically drawn to my own name?
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No. I instincively searched for mine.
And, has Blocky been less active lately? I think he should be on the list.
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And, has Blocky been less active lately? I think he should be on the list.
As far as I know, he's not hugely active.
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i haven't seen him for days to be quite honest. maybe hes a weekend-RAFian.
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Maybe. I'll ask him at school.
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Was there ever more chapters of this?
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No, just one and two. She's writing more.
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'Writing' as in 'has concrete plans but only abstract and as-yet untyped ideas, because she's been involved in big-arse performances and set crews for the past, oh... month and a half'.
Not 'writing' as in 'will soon have something conclusive'.
Sorry, I know it's annoying-as-Hell to anyone wanting to read further. :P
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Yeah, but I can wait. I have other stories to sustain my health.
At least, I THINK I can wait...
But the preformance I understand. I barely see Mr. Guy when it's his preformance week.
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Active members:
Richard Ash Phoenix004 Shock Ellimist Tyler Kelly Muffin Man Zues770 Truth Jax
Duff Claire morfowt Anna Touquie RYTX mrguy36 Ken Russell DinosaurNothlit estrid
Dameg AniDragon Jen Shanker Brad Estelore Mirienne Gaz demos666 Tocade Whammyman5
horsefan1023 Azguard Taiyoh goom Broken wildweathel Faerie Larka Paladin The Dark Knight Unknown? Think
Jess Bjparker0385 Shark Akhrrana
This is from what I could tell. If you see anybody missing or anybody who should be on the list, feel free.
You missed me, I just haven't been THAT active lately.
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Whoops. Sorry, Xan.
Richard Ash Phoenix004 Shock Ellimist Tyler Kelly Muffin Man Zues770 Truth Jax
Duff Claire morfowt Anna Touquie RYTX mrguy36 Ken Russell DinosaurNothlit estrid
Dameg AniDragon Jen Shanker Brad Estelore Mirienne Gaz demos666 Tocade Whammyman5
horsefan1023 Azguard Taiyoh goom Broken wildweathel Faerie Larka Paladin The Dark Knight Unknown? Think
Jess Bjparker0385 Shark Akhrrana Xan
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Thank you!
*hugs all around*
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Just as long as you don't forget about us, Este!
Lol, I bet we'll get a bunch of people running into this thread and going "I'm still active, I'm not on the list!"
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IM STILL ACTIVE!!!! *checks list*... oh thats ok then. ;D
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Beast, me want in :thumbsup:
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Is it just me, or do all threads go silent as soon as Blocky posts in them? XD
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Nah... it's just the last full week of busy classes. :P
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*tries to twiddle thumbs, realizes for 53rd time that doesn't have any thumbs*
Dang it. That's the problem about being a seal. You have no thumbs to twiddle.
Can you try and write more on the weekend, Este? Or do you have other stuff to do?
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No, sorry; yes. :P
However, my 'other stuff' involves my IRL bf, so I'm not too :p about it. ;)
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Aw. Tell IRL boyfriend hi from strangers.
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Yes, tell him that we know him...
And write more. Please.
I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE BUSY!!! HERE YOU ARE LEAVING US ALL HANGING AS PEOPLE GET POWERS, AND YOU MOTOR OFF TOWARDS OHIO, AND YOU LEAVE US ALL STUCK! THE WORLD OF RAFGONE WENT PAUSE! WE DON'T WANT IT TO BE PAUSED! GET A MOVE ON SOLDIER! DROP AND GIVE ME FIFTY...CHAPTERS!!!!
Sorry. I think I'm done now.
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Yes, tell him that we know him...
And write more. Please.
I DON'T CARE IF YOU ARE BUSY!!! HERE YOU ARE LEAVING US ALL HANGING AS PEOPLE GET POWERS, AND YOU MOTOR OFF TOWARDS OHIO, AND YOU LEAVE US ALL STUCK! THE WORLD OF RAFGONE WENT PAUSE! WE DON'T WANT IT TO BE PAUSED! GET A MOVE ON SOLDIER! DROP AND GIVE ME FIFTY...CHAPTERS!!!!
Sorry. I think I'm done now.
you don't have thumbs, and Horse is right
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Ahahaha, guys, peace. Tuesday is my last active day of classes (exams), and while I MAKE NO PROMISES, I do intend to type up a chapter SOME time this week.
Now, as a motivator: If I fail to make at least one post of more than one paragraph in the RAFGone fan-fiction between the dates 19 May 2009 Anno Domini and 26 May 2009 AD, then Horsey, Blocky, and Phoenix are permitted each to make one angry wall-of-text post or PM at me.
If, however, I make at least one such post during that span, then you aren't allowed to complain or bug me (with the bare exception of Horsey, as per our agreement) for another week and a half, okey?
:D
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Don't let them make wall of text posts, Este. Those are eyesores on teh forum!
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Hey, they can only do that if I eff up and don't get a proper post made. No worries. :)
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You know I'd never post a rant demanding that you post Este. It would be incredibly hypocritical of me to do that considering how long it sometimes takes me to update, and you've clearly been very busy lately.
When you do update, I know it'll be worth the wait.
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Hahaha, I know. Like I said, that was just a motivation for me.
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Oh, I'm sure I can manage that SOMEHOW, Este. Fear not. Fear not. >:D
Anyway, I can't wait! When classes are over you can kick back, relax, and write more chapters!
Great job Estelore! Can't wait for more!
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You know I'd never post a rant demanding that you post Este. It would be incredibly hypocritical of me to do that considering how long it sometimes takes me to update, and you've clearly been very busy lately.
When you do update, I know it'll be worth the wait.
ass-kiss ::)
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ass-kiss ::)
Egomaniac :P
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ass-kiss ::)
Egomaniac :P
I do what I can. :)
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You've been posting a lot, lately, Tyler.
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I've been RAFing it up since I got home; mostly because I've been far too inactive as of late, what with me graduating and all. Busy busy busy. :-X
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Just like Este. But hopefully, she'll be free soon, so she can start writing again.
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Don't let them make wall of text posts, Este. Those are eyesores on teh forum!
Xan, just be glad that she's not letting Brad complain... the amount of typos in it would make ur head a-splode
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*laughs*
Hey, gimme' some credit, Mr. Muffin!
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Don't let them make wall of text posts, Este. Those are eyesores on teh forum!
Xan, just be glad that she's not letting Brad complain... the amount of typos in it would make ur head a-splode
Try reading a wall of text from a person with bad English. Brad can't be that bad.
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so est,whats the stat?
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She's been trying to write more, but she's just too busy.
But she has to write more.
She made a commitment.
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XD
Yeah, tonight is graduation, and the after-party goes until well past 6 AM tomorrow. That's why I gave myself a few additional days leeway... I gotta' sleep-crash at some point. :P
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Sleep is good.
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Jah. I need 99 posts to hit 5K. Wow. :o
That's like... nothing. :)
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I've still got a ways before I reach that point, but I'm working on it!
Oh and congrats on graduating.
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Thank you, dear Gaz. :)
I'm gonna' post some stuff, do some laundry, eat, shower, and power-nap s'more. :-\
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Congrats on your graduation Este! Enjoy your massive amounts of catch up sleep!
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May you pass out into a blissful slumber
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Gratz on graduation Este!
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Congrats! Now may your days be filled with peaceful slumber.
I can wait a little longer now, actually. My hamster...died...an d that just kinda deadened my interest in everything.
But you still need to write more.
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Congrats on graduating, Este
And that sucks, Horsie :(
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Yeah...pretty much...
But I don't like to dwell on that.
I like to look towards the future
of RAFgone.
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yay este ;D
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Chapter Three, Which remains unnamed, because I don't feel like looking up the last to posts to remember if there was a theme or something.
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Bbrrrbrrummmbrrmmmrmmbmrmmm...
"Wha?" Blue woke with a start. A low rumbling sound was slowly moving towards him. He jumped out of bed and reached for a light.
Pllshhhh-splshh-splshh...
"Ahhh?!! Where did all this water come from?!"
bbrrrrrmrmrmmmrmrmrmmrmrmrmrMRMRMRMMRMRMRMMRMR...!
"Oh, sh-!" whwwhoooooosshshhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!
A wall of water crashed through Blue's bedroom door, smashing against the opposite wall, breaking it down and taking Blue with it.
"Waaaahaaaaa?!" A tidal wave of cold, chlorinated water swept Blue out of his house and down the street. As the force of the wave dissipated, manhole covers popped open left and right, sending up geysers of filthy water.
After being carried six blocks on a miniature tsunami, our unfortunate friend Blue skidded to a soggy stop in the middle of town.
"Please tell me this isn't happening."
And then he noticed that there were cars piled up everywhere... empty cars.
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(Sorry, gotta' leave in a hurry, there, happy-for-now?!)
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I am satisfied for the time being, yes :D
I lurves it!
(P.S.: There wasn't a chapter title theme)
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Yay! *happiness*
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Hooray! Like the new part.
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Thanks! I got attacked by busyness at an unexpected avenue. :P
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Yay! More RAFgone! I love it Este. "Our unfortunate friend Blue." Lol.
Still can't wait for more!
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Yayy, new chapter! I liked it. :)
I have a small suggestion: how about linking to all chapters in the first post? Make 'em easier to locate.
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*chuckle* I COULD, but where's the fun in that? It's so much more amusing to get this simple vengeance at you people clogging my thread with posts. ;)
Yeah, I know it's a discussion thread now, but that doesn't change the fact that I enjoy it more when you have to work to find what you want to read.
*shrug* Maybe I've become rather a sadist in my old forum age. ^-^ >:D
In other words, (since I live for analogies) why direct the saturated fats on their way to my brain? Let the artery-clogging menace find its own business. ;D
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This is really cool, add more peeps!
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When am I, Mr. Robert Gray, also known as Bob Gray, also known as Pennywise the Dancing Clown, going to be featured again? :)
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When I feel like it. :)
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Ha ha, good answer Este!
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Whatever. :dull:
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Ahaha. Nice, Este. Very nice.
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Hmmm. I think that deserves a...
^-^ ^-^ ^-^ ^-^ ^-^ ^-^ ^-^
Ha to Tyler.
Post more RAFgone.
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Introducing: Musical Hell Week... the sequel.
This time H.M.S. Pinafore.
If you recognize it, you owe me your sympathies.
May my busy-ness gently diminish after Sunday.
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Boo to busy Este.
But, soon I hope you will be free.
I hope.
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Good luck!
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Thanks; I hope so, too.
Drat blast it all, I wanted a nice QUIET summer!! :(
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Any more coming soon?
I know you're busy, but it's so hard to wait.
Please don't yell at me if you're to busy to even eat.
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I ate one meal yesterday.
Does that answer your question? *chuckle*
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:o
You're kidding, Right?
One meal? Crap.
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horseal, when your old enough to be in university like me, you'll realize that one meal isnt so bad in a day
though i dont know what the circumstance for Estelore's single meal was
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Mmmm, I want ramen for my meal, RIGHT NOW.
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You know, Este, I'm REALLY glad that you're so slow at this fic, b/c I only had one chapter to catch up on after a six month absence! YES!
But now that I'm back and active again, I can't wait for an update!!!!!
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Este...It's been over a month. Surely you are less busy right now?
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A person could hope, couldn't she.
*ahem* Where were you, Miss Seal, when you were supposed to be sweetly annoying me? *stern but tender look*
Seriously, if somebody doesn't start bugging me HORSEY on a slightly more regular basis, I will not hold myself completely responsible for the intensity of my life's ability to distract me.
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A person could hope, couldn't she.
*ahem* Where were you, Miss Seal, when you were supposed to be sweetly annoying me? *stern but tender look*
Seriously, if somebody doesn't start bugging me HORSEY on a slightly more regular basis, I will not hold myself completely responsible for the intensity of my life's ability to distract me.
In that case...
"BY THE HAMMER OF THOR! YOU STILL HAVEN'T POSTED AGAIN YET?! THIS IS MADNESS! I DEMAND THAT YOU POST MORE THIS INSTANT, OR FEAR THE ETERNAL WRATH OF THE GODS!!!"
Did that help Este? :P
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...
I am eternally ashamed of myself.
Wow. I am so stupid.
OK. Let's try again.
ESTE!!!!!!!!!!! POST IN RAFGONE BECAUSE ALL OF US WANT MORE OF THE STORY BUT YOU WON'T GIVE US MORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wait...sweetly bugging you. Take three.
Este, would you please post more of RAFgone because it's such a fun story to read and we all want to hear more, and put more people like *coughhack*me*coughhack* please?
How about that?
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Awesome! Horsey can be good cop and I'll be bad cop! 8)
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Perfect. Thank you both so much, guys. That is, believe it or not, exactly what I needed.
Now, to force myself to write, because I hatehatehate not sticking to what I say I'll do:
I plan to have something posted before this Saturday.
That's not a promise, that's a me-torturing-myself-into-writing. ::)
Hang in there, loveys!
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WRITE!
Write us an affiar ;]
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Oooh... *bites lip*
Y'know, I think maybe I-
waaait... *shifty eyes*
Darn it, you almost made me spill plot sauce all over myself. Ugh.
How about I just say this:
I have read "Hunger". I own it, in fact.
My plot, as of now, doesn't really follow the series at all. It diverged quite a long time ago, to be perfectly honest. The GONE factor is, essentially, the only stuff that carried over from the book(s). Vanishment and weird abilities, that's it.
One other thing:
Be careful what you wish, and please be aware that unpleasant people are sometimes nicer than you expect, good people aren't always good, villains can easily be the person you most love and trust, and it doesn't take much to make somebody a total stark raving lunatic.
:D
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Sorry! *cleans up the sauce*
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can you hurry up and post already, jeeze
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villains can easily be the person you most love and trust, and it doesn't take much to make somebody a total stark raving lunatic.
I can imagine either one of these being me quite easily >:D
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;D
They're not. :)
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Update:
My beloved Mum-type-person has made the decision to annoy me without just cause. She desires that I get offline very soon, and since my next chapter is not finished, and since I refuse to post work unfinished to this degree, it will have to wait for another night.
This is why I did not PROMISE it'd be out by Saturday. :P
Sorry.
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Aw, it's alright. I totally understand the mom issues.
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Hurry back here and post!
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Chapter Four----
Somewhere in China, because this story doesn't occur in realtime
Morfowt opened his eyes slowly, trying but failing to ignore the sunlight streaming through his window and the noise of the city.
Ugh. What time is it?
He dragged himself out of bed and worked his way over to the computer, switching it on. He yawned widely, rubbed his eyes, and froze mid-step as he realised that this was no ordinary city-noise.
SKREEETSKREEETSKREE ET!!!
WooopWooopWoopWoopW OOOP!
NnneeeerrrrrrrrrrDE ETDEETDEET!
Hundreds of car alarms... what's going on?
Morfowt tossed on some street clothes and rushed outdoors to get a better look at the situation.
As far as the eye could see in both directions of his street, there were nothing but piled up cars, trucks, and bicycles... and absolutely no people.
Morfowt raced back indoors and searched the house, calling for his family. Nobody answered. The only evidence anybody else had been in the building the night before was the moderately rumpled state of their bedsheets.
No. This is wrong. I can't be the only one left. No.
He leaned with his back to the nearest wall, eyes closed tightly for a few minutes.
RAF. There's gotta' be somebody online someplace.
Morf walked as calmly as he could back to the computer and opened the RAF login page.
300 members active in the last 24 hours? What the heck?
As he had many times before, Morfowt wished that he could access the RAFchat.
Okay, well, obviously I'm not the only person left alive. So I just have to find somebody else who is. Let's go.
He took his time, carefully packing a bag with comfortable clothes and anything he couldn't find in an abandoned store.
There's no reason I can't just come back here if I need to, but just in case, I'm not leaving anything I'm going to want later.
When he was as ready as he could be, Morfowt stepped back outside.
HisssssssssCRACKhis sssss...
What?
Three things happened then in very rapid sequence:
1. a small car fire finally reached the gasoline tank of a nearby sedan.
2. Morfowt turned around to see what was the source of the unusually loud hissing, which really should have been covered by the sound of car alarms. He raised his hands to protect his face, palms out.
3. the car exploded, sending flames and shards of shrapnel flying at Morfowt... and then flying through Morfowt.
Morf opened his eyes, blinking rapidly to clear them of debris which...wasn't even there?
What?!?
Wait a minute... why can I see through myself? GAAAH I'm dead?!?!
Morfowt lowered his hands and looked at them carefully. Gradually they resumed their former opaque state.
Not dead. Intangible. Somebody please tell me this isn't happening....
POOF!
"Hey, Morfowt! Are you okay?"
"Gaaahhh?!?!"
"Shh, hey, take it easy. It's just me, Anna. Ash is here with me, too. She has premonitions of the immediate future, and she saw you getting shredded by a car exploding, so I came to get you outta' the way. Looks like you've managed to take care of yourself. See, Ash? I told you there was nothing to worry about."
"Yes, I see that. I'm glad you're okay, Morfowt. So you can do the walking-through-walls thing, it seems."
What are they talking about? Oh, jeeze, this can't be happening.
Anna stepped forward and placed a comforting hand on Morf's shoulder.
"Hey, take it easy, okay? We're going to Georgia to join the rest of the group."
"We're wh-"
POOF!
"-at?"
"Okay. We're in Georgia. Ken says you can stay at his place if you want." Anna shrugged, smiled, and POOFed! again.
"T-thanks?"
Ash stepped up and patted Morf on the arm.
"I know it's a shock. It has been for all of us. You're taking it really well, all things considered."
"Where did she go?"
Ash closed her eyes a moment, focusing hard.
"I see her reappearing someplace in Australia. She's probably retrieving the rest of the Aussies, now that we've already got Claire. We're gathering up as many of the eastern hemisphere RAFians as we can, and there are still some from the southern U.S. driving here to meet up with us. The empty cars piled up have made it difficult to get around, but some of us have powers that make travel easier, like Anna, and others have ways of relocating the cars. We're just doing the best we can to get everybody together."
"So... why are the RAFians not vanished?"
"We don't know. Okay, I know it was morning for you, but it's almost nighttime here. Are you okay to eat dinner instead of breakfast? Remember that you're not the only person with jet lag."
"Do I have much choice?"
"No, not really. Ken and Anna have sort of become our unofficial hosts or leaders or whatever in this, at least for right now, even though they're hardly the oldest in the group. They've insisted that everybody eats at all the group-attended meals. It's logical; after all, a lot of the food available to us is going to expire sooner than later. Better to use it now and save the non-perishables for later. It also makes it easy to keep track of everybody. If everybody is together at dinnertime, we know nobody else poofed."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
"Good. C'mon, let's go eat."
The two teens walked tiredly to the pavillion that had been set up in an abandoned yard.
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Somewhere on the road in Florida...
It is your fault. They all are gone, and it's your fault.
"Shut up, Jayne. You're not even real. Leave me alone."
My gawd, Jax, you're starting to sound like Gollum. Nasssty Hobbitses... Go away and never come back!
"Y'know, for a figment of my imagination, you do a really good impersonation of a ficitonal character."
Thanks. For a mentally-fragmented mass murderer, you do a really good impersonation of a sane human being.
"Please just shut up. We both know that whatever that was, even if I had a hand in it, I couldn't have done it entirely by myself."
Hah! You say 'we' and 'both'! So you admit I'm real?!
"NO! No. It's not like that. Stop it. You're making me confuse myself."
If you had just stayed away from the meteor, you would never have found it, and none of this would be happening. Now we have to drive all the way up to everlovingGEORGIA to meet up with the kids whose lives you have probably ruined forever. On top of that, your precious invasion is pretty much bungled for good now.
"It wasn't a meteor, so stop calling it that."
Fine. If you had just stayed away from the thing in the crater...
"Oh, please, for the love of all that is right in this world, be silent!!!"
Get it through your funny little head, Jax: nothing is right in this world, and it's your fault. Still, if you want silence? You got it, kid.
"..."
"Jayne?"
Jaxon 2314 of the Sket-Rishar pool, Sub-Visser Seventeen, rubbed his eyes slowly.
"I need to stop talking to my intellectual properties. The last thing I need is for them to start talking back. Why, for pity's sake WHY did I have to get stuck with a voluntary host who is a writer? Didn't they know that writers are insane? Ugh."
Jax pulled out his handheld dracon weapon and cleared a path in the road ahead for the next quarter mile, put his pickup truck into drive, and pulled forward.
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mm, needs more me
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Este, you win several Internets.
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Oops. I was posting for Mr. Guy earlier and then I automatically made it navy. Whoops. :P
Anyway, I really like it Este. I like all the new developments, like that of Jax being a Controller. I still think it needs me in it. ;D
Just kidding. It's excellent as is. Keep up the AWESOME work, Este!
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Whoo! 'Nother chapter! I love it!
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Nice work as always Este! I'm not entirely sure what's going on with the whole Jax/Jayne thing, but it's very entertaining! :)
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NOOOO!!!! CARP SCHEISSE DRAT FECKING DINGLEBERRIES OF DOOOM!!!!
*snarls*
I had a nice, lovely, four-segment chapter typed up. I hit 'post'.
It did not post.
I am displeased.
Forgive me if I do not retype it immediately.
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That was awesome :D
And I hate it when that happens. But usually they aren't that long.
Well, happy writing, then!
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Love the new part!
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Great chapter Este!! :)
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esty, great chapter!!! sounds like you may introduce my char pretty soon... 0.o... XD
if u need any ideas about how i would react in such a situation/what i would be doing, just PM me and ask, 'kay???
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*chuckle*
If I want to know, I'll ask. If I want to take creative license, then I'll take creative license.
Anyway, by the time we reach the next segment, Anna has had enough time to retrieve all the Aussies and Canadians back to Georgia. When we meet your character, it won't be during the poof-and-panic.
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major awesomness, also, what do I need to do to be active... postmore, join more threads? I need to know!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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*chuckle*
If I want to know, I'll ask. If I want to take creative license, then I'll take creative license.
Anyway, by the time we reach the next segment, Anna has had enough time to retrieve all the Aussies and Canadians back to Georgia. When we meet your character, it won't be during the poof-and-panic.
lol ok then esty!
well, at the very least, could you have her *poof* me with my dirt bike? i would just die if i ever lost it... (if this would ever happen... XD lol)
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Blocky, you're plenty active, I just haven't gotten the chapter involving you typed, okey? No worries, lad.
Hunter, no problem. Dirt bikes in this situation are actually just about the best non-Anna ways to get around, so I'm sure it'd occur to her to bring it along when she warps you to Georgia. ;)
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*pompous accent* jolly good!
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thanks Este
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No problem, guys.
Right-oh, a brief heads-up to any followers: I'm leaving to be with family tomorrow, and I don't expect to be back until late Saturday or early Sunday.
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ah ok then esty... have fun with ur family!!!
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Did your lovely for segmant chapter have a cute little seal in it? ;D
But I don't care. Have a fun time with your family, and post more soon!
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*sigh* Yes, Seal-my-dear, it did. :P
It was flippin' gooood, too! I don't write very many things that I, personally, call 'good', but this was one of them.
Thus my irration, obfuscation, and consternation. :P
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Awww. I hope we get to see it soon! Keep typing like your life depends on it.
...BTW, it does... :P
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Ohohoh, is that a threat, my diminutive pinniped friend?
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Well, yes, but how could I threaten you? You're to awesome to be threatened!
To make it short. Type more RAFgone. Please.
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indeed
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Write more!
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Yes! Write more, please! It's so awesome, and we need more!
I mean, you're not spending time with your family anymore.
Well, you are, but not having a family day thingy.
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Yeah so write! right? XD
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Write! Left? Right?
Great. Now I'm all confused... :P
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We dont wanna confuse her then she will never write...
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Ok. I've got a sentence that won't confuse her.
CREATE more RAFgone!
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write more!
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I agree with Shanker! PLEASE write more!
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NO promises, got it? But I INTEND to have something done this next 48 hours.
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yesssssss!
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Chapter 5: Time stamp – Three Hours Post-Poof
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Somewhere in Georgia…
“So, wait… you can control electricity, and you learned this because after the poof, you stepped on a downed power line and… didn’t die.”
“Exactly.”
“And you’re positive it wasn’t just ‘cause the line had already shorted out?”
“T-fan, you just had to be there, okay?”
“Okay, okay, I’m just saying, that’s a little… random. Even for RAF, that’s random, Shanker.”
“I never said it wasn’t. Would it make you feel better if I prove it to you?”
Touquie, who had to this point been reading a copy of Michael Grant’s GONE, put down the book and looked up, suddenly interested in this conversation. She’d already seen four times what came next, and it still never ceased to amuse her.
Shanker pulled a small cellular telephone out of his pocket and flipped it open. Still no signal. He held it up so that T-fan could clearly see the screen.
“This is obviously an ordinary cell phone, right?”
“Yep. Now what?”
“Now watch.” A look of concentration settled on Shanker’s face, and at the same time a look of disbelief crossed T-fan’s face. She could see the four bars of the battery indicator slowly disappearing one by one. Sparks of static snapped around Shanker’s hand where he gripped the phone, and eventually the screen went black, all the charge sapped from the battery.
“Keep watching.” Shanker set the phone down on the ground and held his hands in front of him, parallel to each other. Electricity arced visibly from fingertip to fingertip. He picked up the phone again and showed T-fan how the screen lit back up as he restored the battery’s charge.
“Putting the charge back is the hard part, because you can only go so fast with it if you don’t want to-“
ssssssSSSSSBANG!!!
“OWWW sh**!!!!” Shanker dropped the phone and reflexively put his scorched index finger in his mouth.
“…ith you don’ wanna’ burn the pith oudda’ your hanth when the baddery ethplodeth.”
“Here, let me take a look at that.” Touquie got up from her seat and walked over to Shanker, grabbing his hand and examining the severity of the burns.
“Eh. Only second degree this time, at least. You’re getting better at knowing when to drop the silly thing.”
“Yeah, but now I have to find another phone to practice on.”
“Oh, yes, because finding a free and otherwise useless cellular phone in a world full of abandoned electronic devices is the greatest of your worries right now, when you have things like electrical burns and starvation to worry you. Stop squirming. Seriously, though, I don’t know what we’re going to do when the growing season ends and all the free food expires.”
“Touquie, what are you doing with his hand?” T-fan saw a soft grayish light emanating from Touquie’s fingers as she looked over the burns.
“I’m accelerating the rate of cell division in his skin. It’s not exactly the same thing as healing it, more like just making the healing go faster. It’s only really good for superficial things like scratches and burns, but there are plenty of those to go around.”
“Waitaminute… do you think you could do that with… I dunno’, plants?”
“…” Touquie and Shanker stared a moment at the younger RAFian, then they looked at each other, obviously thinking the same thing. Finally, Touquie spoke.
“T-fan, I could just kiss you.”
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Somewhere in northern Illinois…
“Well, Horsey, are you ready to go?”
“Do you have to call me that? Yeah, I’m ready.” Horsefan and her brother grabbed their overstuffed backpacks and walked out to the bikes they had waiting and ready outside.
“Of course, I do, and you have to call me ‘Guy’. It’s how the others will be able to remember us. You can be sure they’re using their usernames. It just saves time.” The pair started pedaling southward, weaving between smashed cars and spewing fire hydrants.
“Alright, fine. So run the plan by me one more time, will you?”
“We bike our way out of the traffic jam, working our way towards Urbana. If we find any open road, we break into a car and drive as far as we can get to save energy. When we get to Urbana, we meet up with Tyler, and the three of us go as far south as we can get. We hope Anna finds us soon enough, but if not, at least we might run into Faerie or Estelore.”
“That’s kinda’ a sucky plan.”
“Do you have any better ones?”
“No; I’m just saying that as plans go, that sucks. Who knows how far we’ll have to go before we see anyone?”
“Yeah, well, we’d better get moving. I want to be out of this part of town before daylight, because it’s going to be hot tomorrow. The farther we get at night, the better.”
Ggggrrrgggrrrrrrr…
“Hey, did you hear someth-“ GgGGGRRAWWWRRR!!! Before Guy finished talking, a massive yellowish cat leapt out in front of him.
“Guy, watchit! It’s a lionessrrrwrrrrrrr!!” Horsey’s sentence trailed off on a guttural snarl. The big feline stopped in its tracks and looked right at Horsey.
Prrrgrrwrrr? It sounded like a question.
“Rrrgrrrprrr rwrrrrrggggggg.”
Guy stared at his little sister, mouth agape. The lioness tilted her head to the left, staring bemusedly at Horsey. Then she trotted away as though nothing had happened.
“Horsey, what just happened here?”
“Uhmn… from what I gather based on what she said-“
“What she said?!?!”
“Yes, of course. From what I gather, she escaped from the zoo when the keepers disappeared and the electronic locks failed. She called me the funniest-looking lioness she’s ever seen, and she’s sorry for mistaking us for food. I think.”
“You think.”
“Yeah. That, or she was insulting your hair, not sure which.”
“…Let’s just get outta’ here before we run into any of her old zoo buddies.”
“…Yeah.”
They pedaled as fast as they could away from the city, hoping not to cross paths with anymore carnivores on their way.
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Awesome work as always Este! I loved the part with Horsey learning to talk to animals! :)
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She was definetily insulting Guy's hair. ;D
Great job, Este! I really like this!
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i don't wanna seem ignorant, but whos t-fan?
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T-Fan is Tobias Fan, also known as Twilight and T-fan. She's one of our younger members, near Horsey's age. Sweet, funny girl. :)
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Love it.
Except that it would have been slightly easier to meet Larka before leaving, seeing as I can look up her address in the school directory.
And that's my only complaint. In other words, keep up the epic!
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Ah, well, I knew you lot were fairly near each other, but I was unsure how near. *shrug*
Call it artistic license and wish it was. ;)
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lol... i may have said it before and i'll say it again
this is made of epic win!
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This is awesome, Este. Good work!
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ha now since you are in the same nieghborhood you have to put me in hahahahaha!
HA
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Not technically. I could accidentally run over you with a car ;)
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Or I could tell the lioness to eat you. >:D
Just kidding.
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*bumpity bump bump.
Bump bump!*
Ahem. That was supposed to go to the tune of shave and a haircut. But whatever.
Este! I know, School is started and life is probably freakishly busy for you, but, is there any way you could get more up, preferably sooner than later? Thanks! :)
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we need another chapter!
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guys, leaver her alone right now, she is being overwhelmed by school
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*somehow manages to pull this thread from the shadows*
I know you're overwhelmed and dying and probably won't see this Este, but it's been...more than 6 months since the last chapter. I've been left in suspense! :(
Just know that there are still RAFgont fans here, and we're still watching! Please bear in mind our poor souls. :(
A word of advice: once your segment didn't post. Write the chapters in word, then copy-paste into this, so you don't lose your work.
My necro is done. Please keep us in mind, Estelore! :)
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good job seal *claps* yes estelore, I'm not demanding it, but it would help for a little chapter here and there once in a while
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Estelore this is awesomsauce. I would like to be in this. I DO live in Ohio after all. :P
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WOOP! I got necroed! *hugs the seal and all the rest*
Here's the deal, folks: I'm swamped this weekend. The week may bring more swampage. However, writing lately has been a relief to me, if anything.
Bearing in mind that I do NOT make promises, I wish to indicate the very strong INTENT to write another chapter and post it before Thursday becomes Friday in the Pacific timezone.
Here is what I need of you people, to make sure I don't cop out of it the first chance I get: this week, keep posting in this thread once every day or two.
If you have the time, email me a reminder at estelore@gmail.com .
Please. Thank you. Much love.
This week you have my permission to pester me as much as it pleases you over this, as long as you keep it clean. ;)
*EDIT:* also please remind me to fix my siggy and to draw Goom.
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YAY! Estelore lives!
Swamped? That suckes. Take your time--just wanted to see if this was still alive. But do keep writing! This is an AMAZING fanfic.
Intent is great--usually intent makes us do things! :)
I'm sure bugging you will be an extremely difficult task, Este. But I'll do my best. :P
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Haha, thanks. :D
Also, I'm absolutely serious about emailing me. Checking my gmail is the one online activity I am all-but-guaranteed to do multiple times daily.
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You don't need to worry about people (especially me) bothering you Estelore. No probs what-so-ever. :D ;) :P
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Esteeelore, we all luffle RAFgone! More ASAP would be nice.
*reverts to a Potter Puppet Pals style bothering*
BOTHERBOTHERBOTHERB OTHERBOTHERBOTHERBO THERBOTHERBOTHERBOT HERBOTHERBOTHERBOTH ERBOTHERBOTHERBOTHE RBOTHERBOTHERBOTHER BOTHERBOTHERBOTHERB OTHERBOTHERBOTHERBO THERBOTHERBOTHERBOT HERBOTHERBOTHERBOTH ERBOTHERBOTHERBOTHE RBOTHERBOTHERBOTHER BOTHERBOTHERBOTHERB OTHERBOTHERBOTHERBO THERBOTHERBOTHERBOT HERBOTHERBOTHERBOTH ERBOTHERBOTHERBOTHE RBOTHERBOTHERBOTHER BOTHERBOTHERBOTHERB OTHERBOTHERBOTHERBO THER
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Excellent, THANK YOU. *hugs the fluffy adorable sealie* :)
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awwwwwwww, star love
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good job seal *claps* yes estelore, I'm not demanding it, but it would help for a little chapter here and there once in a while
i'm demanding it. ^-^
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Lol, listen to your RAFiance, Este!
I can haz chapterz?
Hmmm...I'll need to think of other creative ways to bother. :P
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*cough* Email.
Not kidding about the email. I can put little red scary exclamation points next to things I need to do in email. I can't on RAF. >_<
Today be Wednesday, drat drat drat, and I need to build that flippin' model.
Shouldn't have stayed up so late with my pal watchin' xxxHolic. :P
*maintains intent, but still no promises*
We'll see what we'll see. :) *hugs again*
Post Merged: February 04, 2010, 01:25:37 AM
*sees the deadline approaching*...
...*watches it ZINNNNG!!! by me*
:P
I do not want to get into how ridiculously long it took me to put together that blasted flapjacking model.
I LOVE YOU PEOPLE! FORGIVE MEEEEE!!!
Chapter Six
Someplace between Indiana and wherever Shorty is in Ohio
"Okay, guys, I just checked the RAFchat; Shorty says we're about sixty miles southeast of him. If we take the third-from-next exit, it'll direct us that way."
Estelore set her laptop on 'hibernate', stuffed it into her backpack, and turned the car's key in the ignition. For easily the tenth time in six hours, the crew had stopped at a McDonald's parking lot for no reason but to hijack their wi-fi and keep up-to-date on the goings on online.
"I still don't know why the web is working; all the phone lines are down. I have no cell reception, but your laptop is fine, and so is every other computer that connected to RAF in the last twenty-four hours." Goom seemed puzzled, which was perfectly understandable; the technophile mod was out of his element on this one.
BabababOOOOOOMMMM!!!
A pale green flash filled the sky, and the next thing they knew, Este, Goom, and Jen were all flat on their backs, staring skyward.
Este blinked and raised one hand straight up over her a split second before her car could squash the three of them. It hovered overhead for half a beat, and then slowly she redirected it, making the... crater?
...the crater that used to be a McDonald's more attractive on the small Ford than the Earth was, at that particular moment.
"Ermn... thanks, Este?"
"Could you say that again, please, Goom? I'm afraid whatever the heck that was really messed up my hearing." Estelore tried to stand up, but wobbled a bit on her feet, still dizzy.
"GUYS."
"Yeah, Jen?" Goom swivelled to face her.
"GUYS, look UP."
All three slowly craned their heads back, and looked up.
And up.
And up some more.
And then simultaneously all three jaws dropped.
"Jen," Goom whispered shakily, "is that what I think it is?"
"I really realllly hope not."
Approximately five miles above Earth's surface
Jax looked down from the Blade Ship at what was left of a small fast-food diner. If he were a bit more attentive, he might have seen two tallish figures helping a shorter figure to her feet, into a rather dented silver car, and the heck out of there.
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Awesome! Love the new part.
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NEW CHAPTER!!! *does a dance*
I luffle it Este! I am no longer in suspense...well, I am, but, oh, you know what I mean, lol!
Awesome chapter! :D
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Well done. Can I be in it soon? Please?
PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASE EEEEEEEE?
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Ermn... Canada, with all due affection to a fellow RAFian, who the heck are you? :P
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Oh, apologies. Sorry, I just changed my name. I'm Gumby.
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where is tyler? this is BOGUS man!
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Blade Ship? Awesome! :D
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Lol. I am quite a fan of the blade ship.
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Yay Estelore. Love it. :D
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great great great chapter!!!
*whiney five year old voice* when are you going to put me in?
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Note to self: The next chapter is to feature Blocky, Gumby, and Ty.
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*cough* and shanker *cough*
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yay!!!!! thanks a LOT.
I have a narcisistic brother by the way
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Well, as nice as it may be to have a brother with such a high self-esteem, if he isn't a member of RAF and I don't have a name with which to work, he isn't even going to exist in the story, Blocky. :P Sorry.
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Good work. Post soon!
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Note to self: The next chapter is to feature Blocky, Gumby, and Ty.
what about me???
lol u dont have to have me in the next chapter, but yeh
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I totally forgot it was RAFgone!
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:'(
Poor Este, being so busy! Are you still living? :P
God I'm starting to feel like demos with all the Necro-ing I'm doing. :P
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*bump*
i hate to necro a thread from WAAAAAAY back, but this can't die!
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Maybe not, but I think Estelore has. :P
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I live.
Beyond that, studio owns me right now. Sorry, guys. School and IRL have to take priority.
At this point, the best I can say for RAFGone is "I'll get around to it, if people will take more initiative to remind me by e-mail occasionally that RAFGone exists."
If it gives any perspective... I spent a few hours past midnight last night drawing a steel pipe column detail for the foundation of a woodland retreat, because I didn't have access to information I needed about it... like how long the pipe needed to be, and other dimensions. If I'd known that stuff, it wouldn't have taken me more than twenty minutes, and that would have been slow.
Essentially, life is going out of its way to be unnecessarily stressful right now. :P
Nothing I can't handle, but side projects are definitely on a back burner at present.