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Story 3 Thread

SoulTYPE

Well-Known Member
Alright, I have decided to confine ALL the chapters of Story 3 in the one thread :) It makes it a lot easier for all of us :) and reduces OT clog.

I have even included the first chapters already posted previously.
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CHAPTER 1 - A new foe?
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"My it's getting late," Soul threw another bread crumb to the birds, and looked over at Runt.
Runt sat on the park bench, her head lowered as she spoke. "Poor Ceridwen being killed in the Mind machine explosion. We did our best."

Soul gazed across the park, bright from the dusk sun. "We best go. I am really enjoying this holiday we are having." Soul hugged Runt...

Their embrace was interrupted by a 4 door porsche (?) roaring into the park, skidding to a halt. Loud techno music blared out of the windows. "I hate Chingy," Runt crossed her arms.
Tex_Admin glanced out the window of the porsche, eyeing the couple up and down.
"Geetings," he nodded, "I have come back once again."
"You consistent ba..!" Soul taunted, " you are more persuasive than my spamming!"

Tex ignored Soul, leaning his arm on the porsche window. "I have a new plan," Tex sighed, "only this time you cannot stop me."
"But we have twice before," Runt raised her hands to her hips.

"Yes. But now I cannot be defeated." Tex snapped his fingers and the rear door opened.

A woman with dark hair tied back emerged, wearing dark sunglasses and a black trench coat.
"No, it cannot be you!" Runt cried.
"It is me," Ceridwen replied, "you guys thought I died in that explosion? Huh. I merely faked my death. I was tired of leading you guys through our missions. You guys never pulled your weight.
and I had to do all the battle. So now I am working for Tex_Admin."
"But why?" Soul asked, shocked.
"I just explained to you why," Ceridwen sighed, "bt I have no time for Miss aerobics and Mr Houdini."

Tex grinned triumphantly as Ceridwen got back in to the car. Tex floored the accelerator and sent a pile of mud all over Runt's picnic basket and blanket, before taking off into the sunset.
"Let's go!" Soul ordered Runt to get into their ferrari, and the chase began
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Chapter 2 - Road Chase
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Tex saw the ferrari behind them so he made a mad turn to the left. The road broke out in to the highway, and soon the cars were in a mad chase amongst the other cars travelling along Route 55.

Tex swerved in and out of traffic, ignoring the beeps and yells from other drivers. Soul barely dodged a collision with a small Volkswagen driven by MICH, and caught up to Tex. Both cars were doing 70 in a 50 zone, and caused several pileups along the way.

"Floor it Tex!" Ceridwen yelled, "they are gaining on us!"

A bridge opened up ahead, and a traffic patrolman walked across the road with a stop sign.
Tex ignored the signal and kept going, brushing the patrolman as he whizzed past.

"What is he doing?!!" Soul cried "he'll miss it!"
Runt pushed her own foot down on the accelerator and pursued the chase. "No! We won't make it!" Soul insisted, "the bridge is opened!"

Soon Tex's 4-door could be seen flying into the air, up the slightly open bridge, Woosh! and with a thud, the car landed on the other side of the highway, and keptgoing.

"We won't make it!" Soul yelled, "hold on tight!"
But they did! The car landed with a thud on the other side and the chase continued! But Tex was well in front.

But wait! Who was this? A black Mercedes pulled out of nowhere, ahead of Tex!
"If we hit that Mercedes up there we're goners!" Ceridwen pounded.
Tex snorted and swerved to the right making a turn into the right lane and kept going.

However, Soul was unlucky. He pulled to a halt, and missed the Mercedes by two inches.
"We lost him!" Runt sulked.

The Mercedes door opened up and out stood a tall, short haired lady in black. "I have been expecting you," she spoke solemly......

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SoulTYPE

Well-Known Member
CHAPTER 3 - The Club?

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"Where are you taking us?" Runt asked as she and Soul were ordered into the lady's car, "I don't know who you are."
The lady started up the car and turned around, removing her dark sunglasses. "I am taking you to Tex's hideout." she whispered,.

"I remember you now!" Soul blurted out, "You're Bastet, queen of Tetris! You made me do all your puzzles."
Bastet nodded. "I must help you. Tex's hideout lies beneath the RF Nightclub. I wil drive you there."

Soon Bastet pulled up at a lagre, well lit building with music blaring from the inside. She told them "Go inside and wait a few minutes, dOn't let any of the guards see you. head for the blue door on the second level."

Soul paid the bouncer, who was NetDoc for Runt and himself to enter, and looked around, inspecting the surroundings. People danced and bobbed in the flashing neon lights. Runt said hi to her elf friend Circle_One (the bartender) and bought two martinis for herself and Soul, attempting to look casual.

"Hey! Let's dance!"she cried, taking Soul by the ams and leading him onto the floor.
Runt and Soul danced in the arena. Runt was pretty good! A few small people stood around in a circle looking in interest.As Runt danced to the song by Sir Mix Alot, people stopped dancing and watched her with great intrigue. She was having a great time. Netdoc the bouncer even voted her fas "Member of the month dancer".

But wait! Runt finished her dancing and noticed a tall girl wearing sunglasses leaning against the wall at the rear, looking curiously at Runt. Runt resumed dancing and so did her spectators.

As she continued dancing, she kept an eye on the rogue girl at the rear. A line of dancers shuffled past, and when they had, Runt couldn't see the girl anymore. She stopped dancing and grabbed Soul, slowly making her way to where the girl once stood.

"But I am sure I was being watched..." Runt breathed, tired from dancing. "Soul, I saw her, she looked like....Ceridwen. I hope she hasn't informed Tex we are here!"
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Chapter 4 -Battle on the Dance Floor
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Too late. Two guards appeared brandishing large blades. The crowd all ran out of the club and Sir Mix alot's "I like big Butts" song stopped playing.

Soul waved his hand and his staff appeared. Runt drew her short sword. The first guard that begun combat with Runt, wait who was it? Was it a clone of TVOR?

Yes. The real TVOR was always happy and cheerful. This one growled as he moved around the dance floor, wielding his blade at Runt. Runt was agile enough to dodge
Cloned TVOR's swipes, and fended him off quite easily. "How you doing Soul?" She cried.

Soul had found himself up against a cloned Sunstone. "I'm ok!" he called, "but when you get a chance, look up on the balcony!" Soul dodged an ice blast

Dodging a slow blow from TVOR's clone, Runt glanced up and saw..Ceridwen? Ceridwen stood on the balcony, her arms folded, watching the battle with interest.

Runt lunged at the TVOR clone with her blade, and upon impact, straw began to pour out. TVOR Clone became scared the heat of the neon lights might heat up the straw.
He patched his wound back up with his socks and began to attack again.

Runt comjured up a fireball, and flung it around her arm, ready. TVOR cringed with fear, at the thought of igniting his straw.

Soul lost his guard, distracted by Ceridwen. Sunstone Clone managed to knock Soul off his feet with a sword blow to the feet. Soul rolled back and prepared to blast a spell. Sunstone knocked him down again with another sword slash.

Wait! The lights dimmed, and Soul and Runt blacked out! What was going on?

A few minutes later, Soul and Runt regained consciousness. The two clones lay motionless on the floor. Immediatly the pair looked up on the balcony where Ceridwen once stood...

....gone.

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Ceridwen you are a naughty girl distracting me from my battles.

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SoulTYPE

Well-Known Member
CHAPTER 5 Tex's backwards RF Land.

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"What happened there?" Soul asked Runt as they headed up to the door on the balcony. "One minute we are in battle, the next we are regaining consciousness and our foes are lying on the floor?"

Upon entering through the door, the pair found themselves in..a strange world?

It looked like RF land, but everything seemes backwards! A sing read:"UStore..special. Pay 525 coins to change your custom title back to the default one."

A group of three stood by the store. They looked rugged and were poorly clothed. One was crying. "What is wrong?" Runt asked the oldest one.

"We want to save up to change our custom titles back to normal," the woman said, "please help us. My name is "Heartthe from" and this is "One_Circle." The little one there is

"Aren't you the bartender at the club?' Soul asked One_Circle, "you look familiar."

One_Circle was confused, but merely ignored his request. "We want to return to normal," she said, "but we get de-fruballed, so our spirits are low. Also, we get coiins deducted daily, so we can't buy our names!"

Runt raised her hand, "I have an idea." She went to frubal Soul."Ouch!" Soul cried, 'Why did you defrubal me?"
"I get it now!" Runt cried, "We are in backwards RF! This is the land of FR!"

Soul tried to give the peasants coins. Surprisingly it worked. He donated 1050 coins to the peasants and they all were sorry they couldn't frubal him. "Take this as a token,"
Heartthe From outstretched her hand, producing a bracelet, "it has a magical energy force or something. keep it as a reminder!" They ran into the store.

'What nice people," Runt smiled.
"Strange they are in this land, though," Soul replied.
"Why is that?"
"Because everything is backwards here. RF has all great people, so why are there great people here?" Soul gazed into the sky.
"You're right, it doesn't make sense," Runt shrugged, "but where do we go from here?"
"We could ask for advice from the shop, or those 3 backwards people," Soul suggested.

They entered the shop, only to find that the 3 peasants had gone.
 

mrscardero

Kal-El's Mama
238976169

Interesting and what a twist.
Curious George is curious about the rest of the story.
 

SoulTYPE

Well-Known Member
Due to lack of interest I will still write my stories, because I enjoy them. But I will be putting them on another server. I will link to them in my sig.
 

mrscardero

Kal-El's Mama
SoulTYPE01 said:
Due to lack of interest I will still write my stories, because I enjoy them. But I will be putting them on another server. I will link to them in my sig.
Lack of interest? Who? Where? When? How?
Now..if you are talking about Bill Gates
778025422
...That is lack of interest...LMAO
 

SoulTYPE

Well-Known Member
I mean I always will write them, but I think too many of them is not the right place on a religious board.
 

FyreBrigidIce

Returning Noob
*twitch* As long *twitch* as I *twitch* still have *twitch twitch* access to them *twitch twitch twitch* I should *twitch* be ok. *twitch*



FBI *twitch*
 

FyreBrigidIce

Returning Noob
*twitch* Good *twitch* These withdrawal twitches are *twitch* really getting *twitch twitch* to me. *twitch twitch twitch*



FBI *twitch*
 

FyreBrigidIce

Returning Noob
*twitch* I tried *twitch* to warn *twitch twitch twitch* y'all that I was not normal.


Darn twitches really hinder my ability to type.

FBI
*2 to go*
 

SoulTYPE

Well-Known Member
Plenty more than 2.

I just realized at the sight of a girl in an aerobics suit and a guy in a track suit going round an imaginary land with swords and giving coins..

But RF authorities I am off my medication now :)
 
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