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Post by Cafe SalMONAlla on Jun 30, 2012 2:17:59 GMT -5
Yeah! First time I've ever been in a 667 fic! Sorry. Anyway, Linda, this is so, so fantastic, and Trag fits the plotline perfectly. Plus, you've made me decide to finish watching the film - which I started a few years ago and got interrupted during. And I laughed at the "check yourself before you wreck yourself" thing too.
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Post by Kensicle on Jun 30, 2012 5:41:11 GMT -5
Yeah, the "check yourself before you wreck yourself" thing was great, Linda.
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Post by Hermes on Jun 30, 2012 11:16:19 GMT -5
Ha! Lovely portrait of Tragedy, and it's nice to see Brunch and Lemona. They are Sixteen and Shelly's children, are they? Well, well.
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Post by Christmas Chief on Jul 1, 2012 13:19:24 GMT -5
Nice work. I wasn't expecting this turn of events, but then, I don't recall ever watching Emperor's New Groove, so perhaps that's appropriate.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2012 23:11:50 GMT -5
Sixteen and Shelly
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Post by Hermedy on Jul 2, 2012 10:04:36 GMT -5
Sixteen and Shelly
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Post by Fancy on Jul 3, 2012 20:18:08 GMT -5
Pumped for the squirrel part of the story.
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Post by csc on Jul 8, 2012 16:40:58 GMT -5
Tragedy snorted. “Seriously? You’re not the one who gives the orders around here, pal, I am. You better check yourself before you wreck yourself. LMAO!! Great chapter Linda. Can't wait to read more! Me too, fantastic chapter. And that is totally Tragedy's catch phrase.
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Post by Charles Vane on Jul 16, 2012 8:44:12 GMT -5
Sixteen and Shelly But Sheep Tragedy better be careful around Sixteen.
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Jul 23, 2012 0:49:52 GMT -5
Chapter Five
The sun was shining and birds were singing as Tragedy walked along the path back to his administrative palace. Sixteen was wrong, he thought confidently. What on earth could be so dangerous about this path that he would discourage Tragedy to walk it? Yes, it was definitely a ploy to keep him there-
"Help me! Help me!" a frightened voice called from off the path, and Tragedy stopped and looked around for the voice's source. And gulped. His towel boy, Bryan, was stuck in an enormous spiderweb, and the web's large owner was closing in. Suddenly the spider sunk its fangs into the boy's neck. Tragedy slipped away as quietly as he could, hoping the spider hadn't seen him.
Tragedy continued down the path in a much more subdued mood. For a while he saw nothing else, and was beginning to relax again when he heard some rustling in the bushes. Remembering the arachnid, he froze and tried to shrink back into his wool as the bushes parted to reveal-
"Hello!" Kensicle said. She smiled up at Tragedy and showed him a bouquet of wildflowers she had picked. "Do you want one?" she asked.
Tragedy rolled his eyes. "Why would I want a flower? How would I even hold a flower while I'm a sheep anyway?" He emphasized this by attempting to grab the bunch of flowers with a hoof and knocking the whole bunch to the ground, then stomped on them for good measure.
Kensicle's eyes got big and sad. "Why did you ruin my flowers?" she asked. "What did I ever do to you?"
"nm u" Tragedy said, then continued along the path. He was approaching Menacing Miscellaneous, he could see, and a group of people coming towards him. He spotted Robert, J, Setnick...all people who were upset with him. Thinking quickly, he ducked into the bushes.
Kensicle appeared beside him. "What are you hiding from?" she asked.
"Shhh! They'll hear!" Tragedy hissed, pointing at the group.
Kensicle smiled innocently, then stuck her head out of the bushes. "Hey guys!" she called. "Tragedy here wants to talk to you!"
"Tragedy!?" J yelled. "Just wait 'til i get my hands on him..."
Tragedy took off at an awkward run, cursing the awkwardness of his new hooves. He could hear the angry mob coming coming after him, getting closer and closer. They were almost upon him when...
Sixteen appeared out of nowhere, yelling and swinging a large stick. The mob leapt back. "Come on!" Sixteen yelled. "Get ahead and I'll keep them back with my stick!"
Tragedy did not need to be told twice. The two of them continued on together, Sixteen waving the stick at periodic intervals, until the mob saw a really cool member and lost interest. Panting, Tragedy stopped for a rest, looking curiously at Sixteen. "You saved me," he said slowly.
"I guess I did." Sixteen shrugged. "I told you it was dangerous out here."
"Thank you," Tragedy said.
Sixteen smiled. "No problem. Hey, I've got to get going now, but-"
"Wait!" Tragedy yelled, scared to be alone.
"Like I told you before, I have to go get my sheep moved somewhere," Sixteen said, by way of explanation.
"Well, um," Tragedy looked at his feet. "Maybe, maybe I could find somewhere else for my pool," he mumbled.
"You mean you're taking me up on my offer?" Sixteen asked. Tragedy nodded. "Very well, then. Let's get going..."
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Post by soufflé on Jul 23, 2012 0:57:33 GMT -5
Aww, poor Kensicle. Her wildflowers got all ruined. :c
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Post by B. on Jul 23, 2012 3:34:13 GMT -5
Poor Kensicle. I admire how she accepts straight away that talking sheep may like some flowers.
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Post by Shelly on Jul 23, 2012 4:22:23 GMT -5
Talking sheep are people too.
Also I liked the angry mob.
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Post by Kensicle on Jul 23, 2012 4:41:13 GMT -5
Poor Kensicle. I admire how she accepts straight away that talking sheep may like some flowers. Yep, I learned that from a book about sheep farming. However, Trag clearly disregards that fundamental law. I get my revenge, though. Mwahahaha... And Linda, you've nailed my character very well, what with the "smiling innocently" and all.
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Post by Cafe SalMONAlla on Jul 23, 2012 5:46:24 GMT -5
Mwahahaha indeed. I loved Kensicle's role here. Linda, you're really great!
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