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    • Chrisitan School Misfits part 6

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      All of a sudden history of the world part 1 began to play coming in on the Spanish Inquisition. As Mel Brooks spoke his voice was muted and Adrien supplied his own.
      "Let all those who wish to confess their evil ways and to accept and embrace the true church, convert now or forever burn in HELL! For now begins the Inquisition!"
      The music kicks in and Adrien began to jig a bit as he sang along.
      "The Inquisition Let's begin, The Inquisition look out sin, We have a mission to convert the Jewsssssssss Jew jew jew jew jew jew jew jews We're gonna teach them Wrong from right We're gonna help them See the light. And make an offer, that they can't refusssse That the Jews just can't refuse Confess confess, confess! Don't Be Boring! Say YESSSSS Say yes say yes Don't be Dull!
      A fact you're ignoring It's better to lose your skull cap then your skull! OY GEVALT!
      "The Inquisition What a show The Inquisition Here we go We know you're wishing that'd we'd just go AWAYYYYYY! But the Inquisiton's here and it's here to stayyyyyyyy!" The Inquisition Oh Boy! The Inquisition Oh JOY! The Inquisition OY OY!
      "I was sitting in a temple, I was minding my own business, I was listening to a lovely Hebrew mass, Then these papist persons plunge in, And they throw me in the dungeon, And they shove a red hot poker up my ass, Is that considerate? Is that polite? And not a tube of preparation H in sight!"
      "I was sittin' flickin' chickens / and going through the pickins' / When suddenly these goys break down my walls / I did not even know them / and they grab me by the scrotum / And stated playing ping-pong with my balls / Oy the agony / Ooh the shame / To make your privates public for a game!"
      Adrien then proceeded to match the series of flips Mel Brooks stand in had made and then picked up singing again to everyone's applause.
      "The Inquisition What a show The Inquisition Here we go We know you're wishing that'd we'd just go AWAYYYYYY! But the Inquisiton's here and it's here to- Hey Torquemada whaddya say? I Just got back from the Auto-de-fay. Auto-de-fay, what's an Auto-de-fay? It's what you oughten to do but you do anyway! Skip skap and voodely vat and doodydy day!"
      "Will you convert? No no no, no Will yo confess? No no no, no Will you say revert? No no no, no Will you say yes? No no no, no Now I asked in a nice way, I said pretty please! I've bent their ears now I'll work on their knees!"
      Adrein tapdanced in time to Mel Brooks everyone still laughing at this elaborate show.
      " Hey Torquemada walk this way! We got a little game you might wanna play! So pull that lever and try your luck! WHO KNOWS TORQUE YOU MIGHT WIN A BUCK! ALL RIGHT! Put it in da car! How we doin any converts today? Not a one, Nay nay nay. We've flattened their fingers, we've branded their buns, nothing is working... SEND IN THE NUNS!"
      While the nun sequence ran Adrien sipped a bottle of water quickly tossing it off the stage and got ready.
      "The Inquisition, What a show! The Inquisition, here we go! The Inquisiton, we know you you're wishin that we'd go away! So c'mon you Moslem's and you Jews we've got big news for all of yous-"
      Madeline grabbed Carl.
      "There's no way he can hit that high note!"
      "I dunno I didn't think he could flip like that either."
      "You better change your point of veiws TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cause the Inquisition's here and it's here to STAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
      The entire crowd burst into cheers and laughter as Adrien shook Eamon and Ron's hand. He then looked about the crowd, spotted someone and leaping off the stage moved with single minded purpose to the same girl he had framed.
      "Do you see that Mady? He's got her by the arm... Mady... Mady!"
      Madeline hadn't stayed to see anything but had walked for the exit trying not to cry, Carl did his best to catch up. They left Adrien to soak up the praise and accolades that had they achieved soemthing twice as brilliant would still never have recieved.

    • Christian School Misfits part 5

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      Elizabeth nodded politely to Madeline who was waiting by the main doors to the dance. Madeline was a dead on for an old Hassidic Rabbi and had garnered considerable looks from everyone who passed her. She took off her hat the curly locks that hang on either side of their face going with it taped to the brim. She scratched her head and then when she put back on her hat and saw her friend there was really only one reaction.
      "Oy Gevalt! CARL!?"
      "Oh it's me Mady, hun."
      Carl's hair was frosted underneath a baseball cap that was white with a hint of pink tipped at the perfect angle. His pink American Eagle shirt was a size two small and was popped at the collar and was wearing an even gayer pink undershirt. He had a faux-tattoo of chinese lettering and he had spent way too long in either a tanning booth or with spray on tan and was wearing a yellow livestrong bracelet, an example of a complete and total douchebag.
      "Oh, Carl is that you?"
      "Hey there Eliza."
      "Wow you look great, but what are you supposed to be."
      "Heh, you..."
      "UGH... well you turned in the cross from the altar so I still hold out hope for you. Have a nice dance."
      The preppy girl who had been dressed as the good witch from the Wizard of Oz walked past the two chums who broke into laughter.
      "C'mon let's get in there before the party's done. You seen Adrien."
      "No, he's been preparing this surprise for weeks Mady, he's not talked to me for the entire day."
      She shrugged and they went inside.
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      Adrien looked at the two people he had met underneath one of the stairwells. He pointed at them.
      "You know your cues? The sound's all set up? Good. Go on get ready we'll laugh about this later." He clapped his hands and rubbed them as he moved to get into position.
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      The music stopped and a mic cut on over the dance. It was the principal, the student body president Ron Carmichael, and Eamon Toker who had been selected to ask questions of the other two.
      "Alright everyone settle down. Now it looks like were off to blessed and spooky night this Halloween, everyone's having fun and more importantly staying safe. Now one of your own is going to ask me and the student body president some questions that you've wanted answered. Eamon."
      "Eamon took the mic and started to ask questions on various proposed improvements to the school and priveledges for the students rapid fire not giving them a break, no one noticed as the two being interrogated stammered to keep up, a large projector screen lowered in the background. Finally Carmichael cut the enthusiastic Eamon off.
      "LOOK! SLOW DOWN MAN! We weren't expecting some kind of Spanish Inquisition!"
      At that moment Madeline and Carl looked at each other, in unison they exclaimed.
      "NO!"
      With that trumpets blared and a door that was left over from a stage production burst open and Adrien wearing a red robe and hat and large phauex-gold cross stood next to Eamon. His false moustache was dead on.
      "NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH INQUISITION! Our chief weapon is Surprise, surprise and fear, fear and surprise. Our two weapons are Fear and Surprise and Ruthless efficeincy, our three weapons are fear, surprise, ruthless efficeincy and an almost fanatical devotion to the pope. Our Four weapons, no... Amongst our weapons, Amongst our weaponry are such diverse elements as fear, surprise, ruthless efficiency, an almost fanatical devotion to the pope and nice shiny red uniform- oh DAMN!"
      Much to Madeline and Carl's surprise everyone was bawling with laughter. But that wasn't the end of the fun not by a long shot.

    • Christian School Misfits pt 4

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      It was two hours before the school dance started and Adrien was shifting his Hyundai Tiburon into park outside of Elizabeth's house. He rubbed his face.
      "I can not BELIEVE I'm here..."
      He got out and slammed the door shut and walking to the front door he knocked with vigour and authority. The door opened and a middle aged but still fit man appeared in the frame.
      "G'afternoon sir, I'm here for 'Liz'beth."
      "You parked on the street."
      "Its your house sir, not her's she can't speak for you and therefore I need to respect your territory as much as I need to respect your little girl. Now what's her curfew?"
      "Normally its 12 but because this dance is supposed to run late you can can have an extra hour."
      "I don't plan on using it sir."
      "Something tells me you're not fond of my daughter."
      "NOOO... perish the thought sir. I just don't fancy here either, although she is a fine girl sir, however I made her the butt of a horrible joke and to make it up to her I promised her a good time tonight."
      "Well... I respect you for your honesty, it's rare in boys your age."
      "I stopped looking at the world like a boy a few years back... is she ready sir, as I'm not family nor a suitor this is really rather awkward."
      "ELIZABETH!!"
      "WHAT!?"
      "There's a young gentleman here for you."
      There was the rush of a one girl stampede as she came rushing down the stairs. She was wearing a 50's soc hop outfit.
      "How do I look?"
      "Like an extra from Grease. Cute Soc Hop Girl number two to be exact... who was far cuter than Cute Soc Hop Girl number one mind you."
      "Daddy, Can I have some money for din-"
      "Don't bother sir, tonight is on me. You ready Elizabeth?"
      "Who are you supposed to be?"
      "No one right now... my costume is a secret."
      "Bye daddy."
      They walked to the car Adrien getting the door for her. He caught a glimpse down her skirt as she ducked down, she had a nice rack, and he had to admit she actually looked really good in her outfit. This might be trouble.
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      Dinner passed without much incident, Elizabeth telling Adrien of her missionary and community work while he dutifully nodded and responded as needed so as to seem an actual participant in the conversation as they left the small eatery the last rays of sunlight were swallowed up by the approaching night. Again acting the gentleman he got her door and then went round to his. As he went to start the car he felt a hand in his lap.
      "What's your rush Adrien?"
      "Are you all right Elizabeth?"
      "Call me Liz." Her hand was slowly moving upwards, towards a genie she did NOT want to come out of the bottle. He took her hand and kissed the back of it before replacing it on her knee.
      "Let's not do that."
      "Fine, then just fuck me."
      "Excuse me?"
      "C'mon Adrien fuck me. Everyone in school think's im a slut now because of you, you might as well be the one to make me a slut too."
      "You really know how to seduce a guy don't you?"
      "Well what are you waiting for? I've heard the stories about you... this is your element, deflowering and corrupting good christian girls and throwing them away. C'mon let me take your belt off for you see which notch i'm going to be."
      "Are you pissed?"
      "No I'm not mad..."
      "Not angry pissed, Drunk pissed? You've gone off your fucking rocker my son."
      "C'mon use me damnit! FUCK ME! I feel so worthless... and i just want there to be a reason..." She started crying.
      "Oh bollocks... and where do you get this shit that all I do is steal virginities and then throw away the girl? Fuck that nonsense."
      "I've heard the stories."
      "Well they're just that... stories. I avoid virgin's like the fucking plague, they haven't the slightest clue of what to do and I have a hard enough time getting my jollies than i need a girl's ineptitude interfering."
      "Then why'd you do it?"
      "Because you and your friends will just not get it through your thick fucking skulls. You want to "save me", it's not gonna happen."
      "You already believe in God and Jesus you just need to admit them into your life and dedicate yourself to furthering their works."
      "But in my eyes that's exactly what I'm doing. You can't just say 'Oh I'm for Jesus' and pray 24/7. Your words are strong but you lack conviction. You have to work for salvation, you have to be willing to die for the man just as he died for you. You're not dead and gone yet, and until you are you'll still commit sin. You have to be constantly vigilant. And for all your prayer and singing and holding your hands in the air, it wont bloody help you come the Emperor's judgement. I'm going to Jerusalem after graduation with a multifaith group there that's starting up that will police the streets for EVERYONE. And in all lieleyhood I will probably die in service there. Now do us a favor, and tell your friends to leave me be."
      "I had no idea you were so-"
      "Mean?"
      "Noble... the party has started by now Adrien."
      "Let's get the fuck on then..."
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      Adrien stood outside of his car and he went to his trunk. he made a shooing motion.
      "Go on, piss off, I don't want you spoiling my surprise. Save me a dance will you."
      "Alright I will."
      He watched her go until she got to the door where she stopped to look at ehr phone after a minute she wlaked inside. Seconds later his phone buzzed. he flipped it open.
      I never said I was a virgin. ; ) -Lizzie
      "Oh, Ohooooo, OH... OH... The plot thickens."
      He smiled and opened his trunk. He pulled out the scarlet garments inside and headed for the boys room.

    • The Christian School Misfits part 3

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      "So are you going to the highschool dance tonight Adrien?"
      Adrien closed his locker with a sigh... it was his fifth proposition of the day.
      "Are you looking to attend me on my arm if I am?"
      "You have quite the way with words, and yes I'd love to Adrien, I never thought you'd ask."
      "Well, isn't that conveniant because I'm not asking. Now take a walk."
      The girl looked around uncomfortably and walked away, she cringed as she almost bumped into Madeline, his friend walked around her and leaned up against the lockers.
      "How many is that?"
      "Twenty two, five today."
      "How many are you trying to get into their pants."
      "Not a one, nay nay nay."
      "Pffft... c'mon how many of em are you going to bang two nights from now? How many good christian virgins are going to give you their virtue to save that still christian but tarnished soul?"
      He put his last book into his locker and took out his earth science book. he looked down and sighed and then looked her in the eye.
      "Would you go with me? Now when they ask I can at least say i'm going with someone already."
      Madeline looked away and chewed her lip. She thought to herself. I'm a big girl just tell me.
      Seeing her hesitation Adrien also had some thoughts of his own. None of it means a damn thing.
      Carl took that moment to jump in between them his cheek having shrunken down to normal size after being punched by Adrien. he grabbed their shoulders.
      "I had great fun watching that Firefly marathon with you guys last night... Am I interrupting something?"
      "No... Madeline was just asking me how many of these silly cunts have asked me to the dance."
      "Twenty two if you were wondering Carl."
      "Yeah well thats better than im doing honey. The whole renegade Christian shtick just really gets them going doesn't it?"
      "Yeah well I'm not in there knickers yet nor will I be."
      "So what are you guy's going as?"
      "It's a secret."
      "A hassidic rabbi."
      "Good one Mad."
      "Thank you, well I need to get to class, g'bye boys."
      Adrien followed her passing as did Carl.
      "I'm thinking of asking Mady out. You think she'll go for me."
      "Yeah... I imagine she might. Go for it man. You two will make a great couple. Wait... whats your costume, you pretty much wear one every day."
      "Oh yeah what costume is that?"
      "A cub."
      "What?"
      "Twink."
      "Ahhhh... well fuck you too. I'm off... wish me luck."
      Carl hustled off jingle-jangling with every step. AS his last barrier ran off, a new presence took his place grabbing the edge of his locker and trapping him in place.
      "Why?"
      "Ahhhhh Ms. Elizabeth, did you find me any asprin? How was your suspension."
      "Why did your friends do that to me? Not only was I suspended but everyone think's I'm a whore now. Why don't you bring them to God, even if its to your flawed view their that much closer to being saved and they'll stop acting like heathens."
      "Well, I have to admit it but on this one I took the piss."
      "What?"
      "British saying, not quite sure of the meaning but it's either take the cake or to screw one over. in this cake its both. I planted that stuff in your locker and called in the tip."
      "Why would you do such a hurtful thing?"
      "Because it was FUN. And I'm a bit of a chav. At least I didn't plant the cross in your locker too, which after Carl found it I was mighty tempted to do. But he has a hard time here and catches a lot of flak, when he returned it a lot of it went away."
      "You mean... that was all just a joke to you?" she looked to either side her chest heaving.
      "Look I'm sorry... How about I take you to the Halloween dance on my arm, treat you to dinner before that and becasue i fucked you over before I wont even take you to a cheap motel afterwords for fanny fun."
      "Fanny fun?"
      "British again, means sex but NOT ass play which would explain why all those British broads were so surprised. So come to the kick and prance with me?"
      "Kick and prance?"
      "I haven't a scooby. The bloody dance!"
      "Alright... I'll go."
      He handed her his cell phone.
      "Put your number in. I'll call you later today."
      She put the number in the phone and leaving it on the deck of the locker she left. He sighed and checked the number... he didn't really expect it to work.

    • The Christian School Misfits part 2

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      Adrein straightened out his clothing and then rang the doorbell. When the door opened it a tall angular man stood in the frame and cast a dissaproving glance.
      "Can I help you?"
      "I have a deal with which I think you would be very interested in-"
      "No solicitors."
      He tried to close the door but Adrien grabbed the door.
      " 'Ang on a minute. Now I'se got me a friend, young chap bit of a tosser, wears all black clothes and make up. So last night me and him are smoking a fag, well im smokin' a fag and he's got a bit of ganja. He starts babblin on about how he stole some gold from a church fer a good friend of his, now I know a guy oo knows a guy oo knows a guy that robbed them churches before burnin' them a few months back. So I get me greedy lit'le 'ands on as much of da stuff as I can and inquire as to who this friend is. He leads me to you and I am prepared to act as a middle man for between you and said man who is known by a friend for a small commision fee of whatever your preapred to give. Now... before some flat foot buggers on down the street and inquires as to why I been standin here outside yo door for a little bit, how's bout you let me inside so we can discuss things all business like."
      "Alright, c'mon in. So whats this kids name that sent you to me."
      "Carl Gant..."
      "he's a goo- ACK!" the man fell to the floor unconcious. Adrien pulled out a hand cloth and wiped his prints off of the golden candlestick and replaced it on the cabinet. moving over he reached onto the man's desk and took the cross off of it. Turning he booted the man in his gut and walked away.

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      "So why are we here Adrien?"
      "Calm down Madeline, Carl I want you to see this."
      "Adrien I'm really sor-"
      "Shhhh shhhh... they're about to follow through on the hunch."
      "What hunch Adrien?"
      The school principal, the janitor and the same girl who had approached Adrien at lunch walked in front of a locker. Adrien's arms were crossed but both of his friends hushed when they saw his intent glare and his right index finger stick up to bid for silence.
      "Open the locker Elizabeth."
      "But why?"
      "Please just open the locker."
      "Can you at least tell me why?"
      "Becasue an anonymous witness called saying they saw you put the cross from the altar into your locker."
      "That's ridiculous, I did NO such thing."
      "Fine I'll open it, I have nothing to hide."
      It took about a minute for ehr to input the combination, she swung open the door and out came a landslide of pornographic materials, condoms and a vibrating dildo. Adrien turned grinning in delight and pumped his arm in victory.
      "MUWAHAHAHAHA! Victory is mine."
      "I thought you were going to plant the cross in her locker."
      "Oh dont look at me like that Madeline. I'm not that big of a chav, besides Carl here is going to walk it over to them right now."
      "I am? But I don't have it."
      Adrien his hand grasping it through a cloth placed it firmly in his friends hand. He was still chuckling as he listened to the gasps of the onlooking students and prinicipal at the reaction to the contents of her locker.
      "You found it two minutes ago behind the coke machine, right Madeline? ... RIGHT MADELINE?"
      "Yes of course."
      "I thought you were going to turn me in."
      "I just very might unless you agree to what I have to say. You will never deface a holy place again ever."
      "Ok."
      "Do you swear it on whatever god you cherish most? That if you fail in this charge he will toss your soul to eternal damnation and torment in MY version of hell?"
      "Adrien, thats a bit melodromatic don't you think?"
      "Yeah but it kinda fits the mood, I mean this whole story of the past 6 hours of our life has been a bit over the top hasn't it, like something out of a bad creative writing blog." They all stop turn and look in a particular direction.
      "Why are we looking in the same direction like we were looking into a camera?"
      They shook their heads and Adrien again turned to his black clad friend.
      "Do you swear it?"
      "I promise."
      "Good, remember Carl, you are an outcast from the majority of the student and faculty here. You dont want to be an exile from us too."
      "No I don't."
      "Good. Let's go. Now Breathe heavy like you just smoked a cig cause we all know you can't take a drag without hackign up a lung run out there screaming your lungs off for the principal and we'll follow. Time to sort this bloody mess out."
      Adrien smacked his friend in the cheek, making sure it was the same one from earlier.

    • The Christian School Misfits part 1

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      The table in the Cafe's back corner was inhabited every day by the same 3 bodies everyday. They sat there cause they were exiled there, either by choice or not. One wore the all black and chain laden garbs of the traditonal high school goth. Carl Gant wore black make up and all, copius amounts of it too... for a guy. The other was Madeline Eisenstien and was Jewish. The other sat with his feet up on the table as he leaned against the back wall, his clothers were nondescript and of the three was the only christian. he spoke frequently of going on crusade and often ridiculed the other students for their persecution of his friends and not for their equal persecution in what he saw as the true enemy. Adrien Rackt was still seen as redeemable and they tried too. A girl in an A&F polo shirt and skirt came up to the table and spoke only to him.
      "Hello Adrien, how are you today?"
      "Bloody miserable, I got caught by a knee to the temple while I was rolling last night."
      "Oh that's horrible... if you come sit with me and my friends I think we can find you some asprin."
      He looked up, his eyes, one black, peering out from underneath his hoodie. he gestured at the table and his feet.
      "Am I standing?"
      "No."
      "I'm sitting down right?"
      "Yes."
      "Does it look like i've been strapped down or otherwise forced to sit here?"
      "No."
      "Then logically one could infer that I chose to sit here, couldn't they?"
      "Yea... I guess."
      "Well then one could also infer that I would never sit somewhere, that I would not be happy sitting at and would therfore choose a welcoming spot, so you will understand my lack of motivation to move for anything short of mortal peril, money or sexual favors."
      "What?"
      He sighed and his palm went to his forehead. he dropped his hand and then in a swooping motion brought it up almost like a peace sign while blowing a rasberry.
      "JOG ON!"
      The girl smiled and walked away, Madeline looked over her shoulder.
      "Your so harsh with the children sometime Adrien, and I doubt they understand the British insult."
      "She doesn't need to understand just to catch its condesending tone and manner and leave. Hypocritical cunt."
      "They dont even see you and I Madeline at least think you can be saved Adrien. So they try and try to save you from you heresy, but the Pagan and the Jew can burn in hell. I wish there was some way I could make them feel impotent."
      "Well I wish they'd put some of that seal into a crusade... I could strap them to the front of our tanks."
      There was a commotion at the head of the cafeteria, some girl was screaming at the top of her lungs and Adrien had already leapt to his feet on top of the table. She was screaming about the cross from the school's altar being stolen, looking down Adrien saw a self content smirk appear at the corner of Carl's face. He stepped down from the table and started moving towards the disturbance leaving his friends behind. Passing by the thick crowd he made his way to the school church and up to the altar.
      "What happened here... They just took the cross... no defacing of the altar, none of the silver or gold is gone 'cept for the cross... it doesn't make sense. What's this?"
      He peered down to where the cross had been, there was some very slight black smearing upon the altar's white cover cloth. He walked out of the chapel and into the hallway just as the bell for classes rang and as his friends caught up with him.
      "What's wrong Adrien."
      "We need to talk guys c'mon."
      They followed him to a space underneath a stairwell and waited for the traffic of students going to classes to end. Satisfied that there was no one around he reared around and decked Carl in the mouth. Carl landed flat on his ass and held his hands up in front of his face, Madeline shrieked.
      "ADRIEN, HAVE YOU FUCKING LOST IT!?"
      "Oh leave it out Madeline. Do you think I'd hit him without good reason? You are such a wowzer sometimes."
      "Do you even know what that means?"
      "Not in the slightest." He grabbed Carl by the collar of his trenchcoat and hoisted him up," C'mon up you go. Now tell me Carl, where's the cross?"
      "I don't have it, I swear."
      "I didn't ask if you had it Carl, I asked where it is. There's a very subtle and slight difference, now you saying you don't have it although it eliminates your person and locker as its location does NOT mean you do not know where it is. So stop playing me as dumb and tell me where the FUCKING CROSS IS!"
      "What even makes you think he took it Adrien?"
      "He's the only one in this school who paints his nails black." He grabbed one of Carl's hands who couldn't lift his eyes from the floor and straightened out his hand for Madeline to see. "Fresh Coat, he probably did them last night to kill time, he does it with us all the time, then he went in and took the cross and some of it was left on the cloth so he had to do it over again. I bet if the cops test those smears it'll come up as black number 1 fucking nail paint! So I'm telling you right now Carl as your friend and not as a very pissed Crusader that it is in your best interest that I get that cross before the police do and find your prints all over it."
      "It's for my coven... the leader said we needed gold from a church to cast into our totem. I didn't know we even had a totem until he brought it up. I'm sorry but he charged me to get it and it was the only gold I knew of."
      "Carl, I can't believe you would do that. They treat us like shit but this is fucking idiotic."
      "What's his name Carl, and address to."
      "Richard Kents, he's in the only white house on Seltz st. What are you going to do?"
      "With you? I dunno... but right now, I have a holy place's sanctity to restore. Watch him make sure he doesn't warn this Richard guy."
      "Adrien, Carl was an idiot, but this guy could have guns..."
      "Yeah well, I don't intend to just walk up to the front door knock and say hello. I'll be fine."
      Adrien made as if to punch Carl again who flinched and threw up his hands, Adrien chuckled and then letting him go jogged out the double doors that led to the outside.

    • Contest

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      Alright... I dunno whens the last time I had one of these although im pretty sure I have. ok so for anyone who watches me and DOESN'T just hit the clear alerts button by my name you're now my heralds spread news of this far and wide throughout all the lands of the world, of middle earth and of earth's top and bottom and left and right, or just the red versus blue web site.

      THE CHALLENGE-

      I dare sya if its in all that its important. Anyways ok since no one seems to be keeping tabs or enjoying any of my writing that i post except maybe shura I'm goign to take everyones ideas for a short miniseries

      the idea that i select will be modded 50 points and the will have a five part miniseries written in my journal with their plot point driving the story. So i wanna see what yall have.

    • Cyberpunk Mainline 5 (in progress)

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      Bale fired his M4 carbine at the hip. The crosshairs indicating exactly where the round went. in the back of his mind he could hear CABAL chattering to Hazakaro and what was left of a squad of amatuer hunters. One of them had had the sense to grab the M-249 SAW when its gunner had gone down and to keep it working. It's short barks of fire were interrupted again as Bale saw the target for this mission reach out from the shadows of a buliding his skin matching the building he had just left and slowly shifting to match what was around him, with a snip of crab like pincers it bisected the gunner in half. With the SAW out of commission a number of Imps and a couple of Cretins surged forward in an advance. Chain lightning struck one of the lead imps and fried a few others and shook up one of the Cretins.

      <Nice one Hazakaro, keep up that fire support.>

      {CABAL, Any luck reaching the airforce?}

      Affirmative. Two AH-64 Apaches en route to this location to provide fire support mission. They have been informed that IR strobes mark freindly targets. ETA 7 minutes 9 seconds. You will need to mark the demon that can camoflauge or it will escape.

      Bale pulled the trigger and he felt the bolt lock to the rear. He cursed and dropped the empty weapon having already expended the twelve mags he had brought with him. A scuttling to his side caused him to whip around and trigger the six pack launcher on his back. The missles smacked into the wall of imps and horrors that had been stampedeing towards him. Individual figures staggered through the smoke and were felled by controlled pairs from the gun in his prosthetic. That clicked dry as a Cretin that had been the last in the rank came charging forward, Bale met him by spearing his prosthetic's fingers through its throat.

      <Victor down, repeat I'm down. I can only use my side arm can anyone get to me?>

      Transmission originated 45.5 feet away at your 10 o'clock. You can easily reach him in less than ten seconds.

      Pushing the choking demon off his hand he turned while he lowered into his sprinting position, eyeballed an Imp shot in the chin that was looming over a crater in the street and burst forward. He stooped down and picked the man under his right arm and knee although the arm was off at the shoulder. He was holding a .45 in his left hand and had been shooting down the street. He turned and ran towards the ruined building that they had warded prior to springing this trap. From one of its windows a M2 .50 cal machine gun was chucking out rounds down range. He laid the wounded hunter down against a wall and grabbed a Rocket Propelled Grenade from the small cache and a backpack that carried extra rounds for the launcher. he wasn't anywhere near the limits his body could go.

      Only five of the others are responding to their coms. I have issued them orders to fall back to this structure. We have four minutes remaining until air support arrives, We can either hold here or withdraw. I estimate that there is a 67.89% chance we can hold this position until the helicopter support arrives.

      {If we run we get cut down CABAL... No we have to try and hold.}

      I will position the remaining hunters in the optimal defensive positions and cooridnate their fire. I will be unable to advise but will alert you to any drastic changes in your vitals or in the tactical situation.

    • Cyberpunk Mainline 4

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      <Are you sure this is a good idea Bale?>

      Bale heard Hazakaro's voice in the combead planted in his ear. He pulled the hood of his cloak over his head and walked towards the entrance to a compound. Behind the walls he saw a fair sized buildings topped with domes and minarets. Standing at the entrance were men armed with ak-47s diligently guarding their posts.

      <We don't have much choice... we need bases of operation. Holy ground is usually targeted by the foe. They should be willing to form a mutual beneficial relationship... should.>

      <And if they dont?>

      <I fought in the war... it'll just be a few more ragheads I've taken out of this life.>

      <You hate the Muslims?>

      <No, not really... I hate certain memebers who want to kill people soley becasue they dont think like they do. Allah, Yaweh, He who is called I am what the fuck ever... all I know is that hell has come to earth not heaven. And that's what im concerned with now. I'm going silent now.>

      Bale walked slowly towards the compound entrance, head bowed and his hands interlocked and held in front of his face. AS he came up to the entrance one of the guards held up his hand to ward him off and another held his weapon ready at the hip.

      "You need to leave this place sir. There is no soliciting."

      There is a 95% chance of sucess if you decide to eliminate both of these guards. However there is only a 46.7% chance you would not sustain an injury from the drawn ak-47. There is only a 17.87% chance that you would be able to kill him without the gun firing or using your own firearm and thus evade detection. Reccomend you to try to talk your way out of this.

      "Do not hinder me, I have the work of God to go about to."

      "Allah's will is done within the Mosque, not by some roving infidel. Leave this place before I gut you for your insolence."

      "I wish to speak with the Imam on a matter of business."

      The ak-47 gaurd reached forward angrily, his weapon swinging out to the side and down.

      "Jaleel has told you to leave!"

      Reacting quickly he palmed the guards neck with his right hand, the prick of the Gom Jabbar causing him to fall shaking and foaming at the mouth. He swung around his fist turned like he was throwing a punch and the blade on the left side of his wrist slid out and brought it across in a slicing motion. It was an awkward angle to hold your arm at but it cut the guards throat easily. The myomer in his arm contracted and the blade retracted into its sheath.

      <Trouble?>

      <It's handled.>

      He lowered his head and sprinted forward his momentum allowing him to simply run straight up one of the Mosque's walls as two startled guards stumbled upon the dead bodies. He kept a low profile on the roof and climbed the minaret that the muezzin used to sound the call to prayer. Once he was inside he climbed down the stairs. He slunk through the main room that was currently unoccupied.

      The office of the Imam is directly to your left. Auditory senses have detected the guards sounding an alert, I am monitoring their radio transmissions, but they seem convinced that it was hit and run as no one saw anything moving inside the compound.

      He opened the door quietly, the Imam was sitting at a desk writing in a ledger.

      "Teacher..."

      The Imam continued to write but responded anyways.

      "So what business does a cyborg have with me. I saw you climb the wall running... it is a feat only possible by the great foe, or men who have forsaken the way of Allah for machines and pagan magics. I am not dead so you are not one of the foe, and magics have a palpable feel when they are about so I assume that not all of your flesh is your own."

      "Yes... I lost my arm during the time of Hell Merge to a Templar blade, I was restraining a foe and to get to the beast he had to go through it. I do not regret the sacrifice but I am far better at fighting with all of my limbs intact. I dont have any other replacement but there are some additions inside of me as well."

      "I would leave before the guards come and search the Mosque, they will kill you."

      "Imam, my God may not be your God, nor his works the same as yours, but my primary occupation is the slaying of the foe and saving the innocent. I believe that on this point we share a common goal. I have a proposition for you."

      "Make it quick."

      "I may not be entirely original but I still sutain injuries... I require food, water, sleep. I need ammunition and tools. Give me a small room, nothing fancy. I can make a donation... and as long as it's physically possible I will come to your aid if the Mosque is assaulted."

      He tossed a white envelope onto the table and the Imam opened it gasping at its contents. He finally turned to look at Bale. Closing the envelope he secreted it away.

      "You may not be a servant of Allah but perhaps you will be a useful tool in bringing about his will. I shall make the neccesary arrangements."

      "I will contact you in a weeks time. I shall bring in and set up the medical and repair equipment and begin to drop off ammunition. I'll see if I can secure some for your guards' small arms and some RPGs for bite. One week."

      Bale turned and left leaving the way he had come. He leapt over the side wall and dissapeared.

      <That went well.>

      <I would have preferred not to kill anyone.>

      <So... where to next?>

      <Monastery about 25 miles out from the town. Meet me by the car.>

    • The Lake House

      11 years ago

      PsykerKaregg

      I'm such a fucking sap...

  • Comments (661)

    • SharpAsATack

      11 years ago

      Well, water is different than sand, so I doubt I could do that. But I can harden parts of my body, like a fist for example and be pretty damn strong.

    • Jalnor

      11 years ago

      Not yet. But I'm now near a printer smiley0.gif

    • spargmeister

      11 years ago

      Gram

    • evilcrash9 FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold BigBoss

      11 years ago

      Viking.jpg

    • Foolsfolly

      11 years ago

      How about something like Infested?

    • monopoly_j

      11 years ago

      WHYZ NOTZ!?


      The site will no longer allow it.

    • Foolsfolly

      11 years ago

      I want Artanis to die. I never liked him, in fact after the killing of Duke and Fenix (some of my favorite characters) I was hoping at the end of the Omega level Kerrigan would kill Artanis. Nope, DuGalle died. I never liked him either.

      Sure, thing.

    • Foolsfolly

      11 years ago

      I've yet to have a real problem with StarCraft 2 yet. The only thing I didn't like was the bright colorfulness to the Terran units and buildings, but they've fixed that. And now I'm a happy camper.

    • amarh

      11 years ago

      Yar

    • monopoly_j

      11 years ago

      teach me oh wise and powerful one



      It cannot be done!

    • monopoly_j

      11 years ago

      how on earth did you friend yourself


      I have power you know not...

    • craZboy87 FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold Retired Guardian Hat

      11 years ago

      Brawl can use Wii remote NES style, Wii remote and nunchuck, GCN controller, or classic controller. I prefer GCN.

    • colonelMCmuf

      11 years ago

      he's actually crazy.

    • amarh

      11 years ago

      lol, I'll probably work on it tonight

    • Nixorbo

      11 years ago

      I'm just planning on using the Gamecube controller

    • amarh

      11 years ago

      I know, now i have to do part 10 lol

    • amarh

      11 years ago

      So do i.

      But here, you get a sneak peek! (before i eventually journal this in)

    • amarh

      11 years ago

      Solo, shes too "pop"

    • amarh

      11 years ago

      Indeedie!

    • SharpAsATack

      11 years ago

      That's a very random question, but I assume that they won't. After Assasin's Creed, I don't think we'll see anything but it for a while and no Prince.

    • NSA_Phoenix

      11 years ago

      im just not good at small talk. also, classes are changing.

    • NSA_Phoenix

      11 years ago

      err...hey?

    • Lacrimosa

      11 years ago

      That's Lacrymosa, by Evan-whatever. She only uses the strings/chorus of the Requiem where my name comes from.

    • colonelMCmuf

      11 years ago

      a guy who realizes he is in a movie.

    • ren19

      11 years ago

      it is, but I wasn't the one who photoshopped it, that's all colonelmcfatass >_<

    • ren19

      11 years ago

      which one?

    • spargmeister

      11 years ago

      No sir.

      Post edited 3/16/08 4:19PM

    • xKristinx

      11 years ago

      Uhh, I'm not sure whether to take that as a complement or not....

    • phoenixlord

      11 years ago

      Yeah, it still won't let me open the message. So I have no idea what you want to tell me.

    • phoenixlord

      11 years ago

      For some reason, I can't view your message. It's been rather evil to me lately. I'll try opening it in IE.

    • evilcrash9 FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold BigBoss

      11 years ago

      Interestingly profound.

    • YesImAGirl

      11 years ago

      SG-1, Baby. Atlantis is stupid and weird. Jack rocks my world.

    • dix

      11 years ago

      I'm doing alright.

    • minouners

      11 years ago

      that it is! seems to always put a smile on my face when i see it! smiley1.gif

    • amber

      11 years ago

      nope we do not use it as much as the movies/tv shows make it look like.

      i'm sure more people in the rural areas do, but where i live, g'day isn't mentioned that often.

    • amber

      11 years ago

      total stereotype smiley0.gif

    • amber

      11 years ago

      sinewy and gamey. and hmm...meaty? it's got an odd taste to it. not bad. just different.

    • amber

      11 years ago

      yup you can eat kangaroo. they have it in steaks, mince (ground?) and sausages as well.

      pretty sure places up north sell crocodile, emu and camel meat too.

      smiley7.gif

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      I'm sorry. =[ Lmao.

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      I'll have to say no. Sowwies.
      Lmao.

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      She can be involved with whoever she wants to be.. she's still hot and I'd still tap her.

    • _Damnation_

      11 years ago

      there is no difference between national socialism and Nazis, members of National Socialist German Workers Party were called nazis for short cause the official title is lets admit it, to long to use in conversation

      the only other difference between national socialist and nazis are people from countires who label themselves national socialist and have racial nationalist views, but their essentially all the same

      Post edited 3/11/08 7:46PM

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      It's Fairuza Balk and yes she is in The Craft.
      She's my favorite actress.

      Post edited 3/11/08 7:41PM

    • amber

      11 years ago

      hahah. yeh i suppose having all those marsupials native to australia makes them a dime a dozen for me. especially kangaroos, in the bushland you can go driving without seeing roadkill roos.

    • amber

      11 years ago

      yeh my fish are awesome. and they love me....or the fact that i give them food. either or really.

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      Eh, do it. XD

      I'd laugh actually.

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      Acid is absolutely wonderful. At least I didn't hang you upside down and shred you to pieces somehow. XD

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      Hey assface... how about this...
      -pours acid on your face-
      Have fun with your out of body experience and typing.


      Lmao.

    • _Sanctuary_

      11 years ago

      Haha, hey you apparently don't know me that well.
      I could possibly do that.

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