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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Mar 17, 2006 14:30:26 GMT -5
It's about time for the sequel of 667 Shrek, which is titled 1334. I'd post the first chapter now, but I prefer to build up suspense, so instead I'll post a character list and post chapter 1 tomorrow. All of the old characters will stay the same (with the exception of Deanna, but she already knows that. Oh, actually PJ's different too, but not in the same way Deanna is), and these are the new characters:
Akbar: King Alice: Queen PJ: Prince Charming Jemima: Fairy Godmother Deanna: Puss in Boots
Twistedbrain: Messenger person 1, and various other people with similar small parts.
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Post by deanna. on Mar 17, 2006 16:00:11 GMT -5
*sings* These boots are made for walkin...
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Post by jemima on Mar 17, 2006 16:42:07 GMT -5
I wanted to be the cat...
No, only joking. Yay, PJ's my son.
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Post by PJ on Mar 17, 2006 18:18:41 GMT -5
Oh noes. I already have two mums. This will make things even WacKYer on the PJ-Family tree...... But it's good to see you're making a sequel.
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Mar 18, 2006 12:44:26 GMT -5
Chapter 1
BSam and A., happily e-married, peeked out of the pupil of their eye carriage. They had spent the last week on honeymoon, and were now approaching the forumdom of 667. The carriage took a sharp turn at a fork in the road, and soon they were in the confines of the Swamp.
A. left the carriage and patted the head of the trusty e-horse that had pulled it. “What a week!” she remarked, partly to BSam and partly to herself. And it had been quite a week. They had traveled all the way to the forumdom of Proboards Support, stopping at intervals to picnic. BSam had found a beautiful place for them to stay in. He had told her that there would be a big surprise waiting at Proboards Support and then had never revealed it, but A. had assumed he was referring to that little cottage.
BSam opened the door of the little cabin and found a PM waiting for him. He opened it up and read it aloud to A. “It’s from Derik. He says he’s trying his hardest to manage 667, and most everyone’s being cooperative and helpful, but 667ers are going missing. None of the moderators have gone missing yet, but more members are vanishing each day.”
“That sounds terrible,” A. said. “Does he say who’s gone?”
“Yes. There’s Jemima, Alice, Akbar, Twistedbrain, Deanna, and…hey, isn’t PJ that annoying guy that tried to take you away?”
“Yeah.” A. winced, remembering the condition she had left him in.
“Well, he’s gone too. And there are a whole group of newer members gone too.”
“Well, I hope they turn out to be okay,” A. said. She brightened up when she saw a group of 667ers approaching. “Oh, look! Ron’s here, and he’s brought friends!”
Ron was indeed coming. He still had a donkey profile, almost as though he were defying the memory of the former admin-king’s decree. And his companions seemed to have done the same. Dupin was a gingerbread man, J. was Pinocchio, and Char, Betsy, and Pandora were stumbling along as three blind mice.
“BSam, A., we’re so glad you’re back!” Ron said. “Lots of 667ers are vanishing, and we were starting to worry that you two would vanish too!”
“We just got a PM about that,” A. said.
Ron nodded. “It was my idea to send PMs to people, telling them about the disappearances. Anyway, 667 no longer has an official admin-king, so there’s a lot of stuff we can’t do. So a group of us have gotten together to find and account for everyone, and find out who’s gone missing. What we’re doing right now is trying to find Ennui because the job would be a lot easier with his help, but no one’s seen him and we’re beginning to think he may have gone missing too, along with Amber. If you happen to find out what’s going on, be sure to tell one of us. Sorry I can’t stay and talk, but we’ve got the whole forumdom to search!” And he turned to go.
Suddenly, a procession of marchers in matching uniforms appeared at the edge of the Swamp. At the front of their group was a girl that A. recognized. “Twistedbrain?” she asked, remembering that twistedbrain was one of the missing 667ers. Ron’s group stopped to watch what was about to happen.
The procession continued until it was nearly to A., and then one marcher took a PM out of a large bag and handed it to twistedbrain, who unwrapped it and scanned over it. “You are A.?” she asked.
A. nodded. “You’re from 667, aren’t you?” she asked.
“We are no longer of 667. We are messengers of the illustrious forumdom of 1334, and-“
“1334? What’s that, some sort of pathetic copy?” J. asked, and twistedbrain frowned.
“As I was saying, we come from 1334, and bring greetings from the two rulers, admin-king Akbar and admin-queen Alice. A., They realize that 667 is dying, and have invited you to come stay with them.”
A. stood there for a moment, shocked. “Alice and Akbar?”
BSam frowned. “What’s all this about?”
Twistedbrain looked as though she really wished she’d found A. alone. She glared at BSam, then continued. “A., if you decide to accept, they’ve agreed to make you their honored e-daughter. So, what do you choose? Do you accept their offer?”
A. thought for several seconds. She looked over at the group of 667ers who were committed to patching up 667. It would be so easy to just say that 667 was dying. And abandon it to go to 1334. But what about them? Suddenly she got an idea. She nodded. “I’ll go,” she said to twistedbrain. “I’ll go, as long as I don’t have to go alone and I can leave any time I want.”
Twistedbrain nodded solemnly and handed her the PM. Then the procession turned and marched the other direction. As they left, A. realized with a start that all of them had been new members at 667. She recognized Samreen, Betsy’s newbie, and was suddenly glad that Betsy was currently blind.
She felt Dupin’s eyes on her and turned back to him. He was staring at her accusingly, his eyes full of pain. Why? he seemed to be asking. “First of all, I’m not leaving you,” she said. “Not permanently, at least. I have a plan, a plan to find all the missing 667ers and bring them back.”
The relief showed visibly in everyone. “But what about those?” Ron asked, pointing to the procession as it marched further and further away.
“We need to split into two groups,” A. said. “One group will stop twistedbrain from convincing anyone else to leave, and the other group will come to 1334 to find the rest of the 667ers.”
“I’m coming with you,” Ron said.
“Me too,” BSam chimed in.
“Ok,” A. said. “That should be enough for our group. After all, we can’t be too conspicuous. Does leaving tomorrow sound good?”
Everyone nodded.
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Post by deanna. on Mar 18, 2006 13:47:28 GMT -5
*lovexalt* YAY. You are the shiz, Linda.
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Post by Dismay on Mar 18, 2006 17:32:35 GMT -5
OOOH, this is good! Can't wait to read more.
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Post by A. the Returned on Mar 20, 2006 5:04:43 GMT -5
This complicates my family tree as well, what with Akbar being my husband, step-grandfater in law and Father. Oh well, It's great to see a sequel.
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Mar 20, 2006 12:44:14 GMT -5
Thanks for all the comments, guys. And now it is time for chapter two. Heh, I liked this chapter. Blackmail scenes are fun to write.
Chapter 2
Early the next day, the three of them set off again, in the same carriage they had taken on their honeymoon. “It’s a shame we have to leave again so soon,” A. remarked, just before they set off. During the night, another PM had reached them reporting that Linda and Kimia had gone missing as well, and so they felt a sense of urgency to get to the bottom of this.
The journey was long, made longer by Ron’s constant ‘are we there yet?’, which he asked about once every five seconds. But eventually, they began to ascend a large hill.
“Are we there yet?” Ron asked. BSam glared darkly at him and even A. was starting to lose her temper. But it appeared that they were indeed approaching the forumdom of 1334. The carriage came over the top of the hill to reveal spacious buildings and lush gardens as far as the eye could see. On a far hilltop, an enormous fairy tale castle loomed.
As they descended, the road became smoother and less bumpy. A. looked out at the road. Instead of the dirt path that had been part of most of their journey, the road was made of yellow bricks. She rolled her eyes. They reached the point where the buildings started and she realized just how empty 1334 was. It had the capability of holding thousands of people, yet looked like it was occupied by less than a hundred.
Soon, the carriage rolled to a stop in front of the castle, and the three of them got out. The doors of the castle creaked inward so that they could not see who was opening them. Alice and Akbar were standing inside. “This is BSam, my new e-husband, and this is Ron, our friend.” A. said, walking up to them and introducing the two groups. “BSam, Ron, this is Alice and Akbar.”
Alice walked over to meet them. “Oh, it’s so wonderful that you could make it!” she exclaimed. “We’re so happy to have you!”
Ron peered behind Alice to see Akbar scowling fiercely. “Really?” he asked, watching Akbar nervously as his frown deepened.
“Well, of course we are!” Alice said. “There are three of you, when we had only hoped for one! This is marvelous! Isn’t that so, Akbar?” she glanced back and saw Akbar’s scowl. “Akbar? What’s the matter, dear?”
“HIM!” Akbar yelled, pointing at BSam. BSam, surprised, backed away and assumed a defensive position. “The Swamp creature! He’s the one that’s responsible for – for-“
“Oh, nonsense,” Alice said. “Whatever he did, it couldn’t have been that bad. Besides, he’s a guest, and A.’s e-husband besides.” But Akbar continued to scowl, and so Alice quickly led them out of the room and left them to themselves while she tried to calm Akbar down.
A. began walking through the hallways of the enormous castle, trying to decide what to do. BSam and Ron had disappeared. Perhaps she could look for the missing 667ers. It certainly didn’t seem wise to ask the admin-king or –queen about them, so she would find them herself. They were bound to be here someplace. As she walked, she mentally went through the list over and over again to make sure she remembered everyone. Alice, Akbar, and twistedbrain had already been found. There was still Deanna, PJ, Kimia, Linda, Jemima, and possibly Ennui and Amber. Quite a list…
She turned a corner and almost ran straight into Jemima. Jemima smiled at her and quickly stuck something into her pocket. “Jemima, what are you doing here?” she asked.
“I’m the global moderator of 1334,” Jemima said lazily. “And I’m glad you’re here. 667’s dying, and all the members who come here will have plenty of newfound power. In fact, I thought I heard a rumor that you’re going to be the e-daughter of Alice and Akbar, the highest powers there are.”
“Oh, well...um,” A. stammered. She didn’t want to lie to Jemima, but didn’t think it was a good idea to blab her secret plans to the global moderator. Jemima didn’t seem to realize the source of her confusion, though, because she continued.
“I know, it seems like a big responsibility, but it’s something all of us will have to get used to. In fact, we’re doing quite a lot of adopting and e-marrying to unify everyone and make them feel supported. I myself just adopted an e-son you might like to meet…but I’m getting ahead of myself,” Jemima said. She glanced at a nearby clock. “I’ve got so much to do and so little time to do it!” And then she was gone, just as if she had vanished into thin air, although A. was sure it was just some trick of the light.
Jemima reappeared on a balcony. Akbar’s balcony, to be exact. She glanced down at the small spoon she’d been clutching tightly, then stuffed it slyly back into her pocket. Akbar was waiting for her. “Well?” she asked him impatiently.
“It’s just as you suspected. A.’s gone and e-married that Swamp creature.”
Jemima nodded. “And I suppose you blew up about it?” She made this a statement, not a question.
Akbar reddened. “Yes, I’m afraid I did,” he said nervously. “What was I supposed to do? Welcome him with open arms?”
“Well maybe if you had this, this would have been a lot easier,” she hissed. “Thanks to you, the plan’s going to be much more difficult!” she paced back and forth, looking to very much like a caged lion. “In fact…we weren’t going to, but we’d better put it into action tonight. You know what to do.”
“Tonight?” Akbar asked. “You’re not serious? That’s so…come on, isn’t there an easier way?”
“Oh, you’re getting squeamish, are you? Maybe you want me to reveal your secret then? You’re of no use to me if you’re not going to help.”
Akbar turned pale and shook his head vigorously. “No! Anything but that!”
“Then you will put our plan into action. Tonight.” Jemima said, her voice as hard as steel. “And if I find out you haven’t…” her voice trailed off, leaving it up to Akbar’s imagination to decide what she would do to him.
He nodded reluctantly.
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Post by champ103 on Mar 20, 2006 12:51:26 GMT -5
I love it, Linda. (: It's terrific.
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Post by Akbar Le Grey on Mar 20, 2006 13:35:22 GMT -5
<3<3<3
Magnifique, Linda. I can't wait to read more.
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Post by A. the Returned on Mar 21, 2006 8:33:59 GMT -5
Yzay, I like this...still.
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Post by Alice Wilde on Mar 21, 2006 10:42:38 GMT -5
HOLY CRAP, I'M ROYALTY.
Oh, and my co-wife is my daughter. Yzay!
Linda, you are beautiful and this story is, too.
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Post by BSam on Mar 22, 2006 17:04:51 GMT -5
whoa, when did this happen?
yay
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Post by samreen on Mar 22, 2006 17:13:34 GMT -5
Chapter 1 .... She recognized Samreen, Betsy’s newbie, and was suddenly glad that Betsy was currently blind. .... Yay! This is really good! And I'm in it!
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