For the fifth time that night, Poo rolled over on his bed. "Ack, I can't sleep," Poo muttered quietly. Walking out to get a glass of water, Poo bumped into guruzeth who had also waken up. "Hey guru, can't sleep either?"
I have no idea what provoked EBPoo to invest four sentences in engaging guruzeth in conversation. The best logic I can piece together would be: he's bored, but he doesn't want to detach himself from team guruzeth, and he doesn't expect if he goes off and does something the rest of the team will like it or come along (remember, all three forum administrators are in this group and one is mercurial, one is bullheadedly dull and one is an asshole). So this is a way of saying 'hey guruzeth, can't you come up with something other than this stupid amusement park stuff?'The part of that logic that doesn't quite ring true to me is the 'EBPoo doesn't want to leave team guruzeth' part. EBPoo generally liked to be where the action was, and not much action was likely to take place in this crew. But that's my best shot at it.
Post #1092, by SaturnAl
When Alan was surfing, he did not check behind him.
"WATCH OUT!!!" yelled GW.
Behind Alan, 4 huge creatures, looking like lavos, but smaller, were rising above the water. They were (High pitched lavos organ music plays) Lavos spawns!!!
Engage battle!
There's a saying in the writing world that (paraphrased) anytime the story starts feeling dull, have something attack the protagonists. Well, IF just takes it to its logical conclusion.
Post #1093, by Traceh
That reminds me: the Lavos Spawn attacking the beach is bringing the Lavos Stupidity into close proximity to team guruzeth, which is actively avoiding it by doing boring stuff. We are in for some grand entertainment when these worlds collide. Oh, boy, are we ever."Hahahahah...you really think so!?" Tracy asked in disbelief. She sat on the pillow and laughed again.
"Well, I dont know, but I'm pretty sure," replied Juliana.
I don't know if Traceh had anything specific in mind that she and Juliana were laughing about--in my mind it's something making fun of Chris, or maybe guruzeth--or if it was just a generic snippet of girl conversation. It could go either way.She went back to her book and jotted down a few notes. Then she took out a seperate book and started to write, a look of concentration and peace at the same time crossed her face.
This is what made Traceh one of the very best IF writers despite her atrocious typo rate. She was thoughtful. She had read enough PSI322 posts to know that PSI322 liked writing poetry and liked appearing peaceful and content while doing so.They had decided to stay up for a while and they could hear the guys in the next room up to something, no doubt beating eachother down at Super Smash Bros. Tracy painted her toenails with a weirdish aqua color then offered it to Juliana who politely declined.
I cannot imagine voluntarily investing my free time in something so pointless and boring as painting my toenails. But then, I have zero artistic inclination on a 0-to-10000 scale, which is related to scoring a perfect zero on the artistic skill scale also.After a while the noise next door died down and deminished.
The Department of Redundancy Department approves of that sentence.Tracy had the biggest urge to grab a can of shaving cream and molassas and play the part of 'annoying younger sister', but then reconsidered.
"What kind of rides do you usually go on?" asked Juliana, looking up from her book.
Tracy finished her nails and sat up to grab a book. "Well....I like the rides that do a zillion flips I guess. Oh and those water rides, those are like galactic. Heh... lazer tag is gonna be great though. Too bad they play such bad music in there."
Oh, that pounding screaming noise was supposed to be music? I thought it was there to simulate the sounds of a World War II-era battle.Juliana smiled and closed her book. They mumbled a few things about life, their homes and the way the island and the people there had affected them, then shut off the lamps. They stretched out on the huge beds in the room and drifted to sleep.
It was almost as if the bed was a giant cloud (you know Summers, totally first class and expensive) and Tracy thought she heard voices again in the next room, but thought nothing of it. Dream Land had come for her and for all of them. The five friends had a long day awaiting them.
Is that their official group title, do you think, 'The Five Friends'? What happens when EBPoo inevitably bails out? What if someone else joins them? Do they take after the Runaway Five and keep calling themselves The Five Friends even when they have six members?
Post #1094, by SaturnAl
Alan, Osman, Tsurami, and Siris were trying to fight the baby-lavi. They tried ganging up on one, but the other three would always try and send a spine needle attack. When they tried one-on-one, it was pretty much pathetic for them.
"We need help!" Yelled Siris
I really like this description of the battle. "Whenever the Browns play the Steelers, it's pretty much pathetic for them."Without telling anybody, Osman sent out a telepathic message to the SM.netters in the hotel.(Guru's group, i forgot who is all there)
[help.....come out to the beach......we are near defeat.....help......please]
I'm not sure that team guruzeth is going to regard your being defeated as a bad thing, kiddo.[This message has been edited by SaturnAl (edited 05-21-2000).]
Post #1095, by guruzeth
guruzeth awoke with a start. It was about six A.M., and there was a terrible, low rumbling noise outside and people fighting. "we are near defeat... help us... please..." The words were coming into his head again.
We are not fighters, guru telepathically relayed, even though he had to this point never sent any telepathic messages. We can't help you. Find someone who can...
This is the beginning of what your English teacher would call a Theme for the rest of the Gathering: guruzeth's absolutely pissy refusal to engage in anything that could possibly be construed as combat.
You know, it would have been easier for guruzeth to just say "since guruzeth is not telepathic, he didn't get the idiot's message", but unfortunately other members of team guruzeth are known telepaths. Also that's too indirect for guruzeth's taste. He would rather rip SaturnAl a new asshole for intruding."What's going on, guru?" Chris and Poo were also awake. guru shot to the window and saw the battle raging on the beach. He wheeled back towards them and said, "Get dressed. We gotta get out of here. NOW!"
guruzeth issues commands, not requests.They threw on their clothes and went next door and pounded the door until the girls awakened, and they hastily dressed as well and the group was out of the hotel, hurrying through the back of the town. The amusement park was on the other side of the island, but would it matter? What if the Lavos spawns made it through? The group knew they couldn't, or wouldn't, fight.
It might just be me because I remember it better than you, but can't you feel the emo oozing through this post, especially that last paragraph? How guruzeth managed to attain such prominence in the community, for however brief a time, with such a gaping lack of understanding of how to be awesome is baffling.
The Right Thing: Ignore SaturnAl's request and do something funny to belittle it.The Wrong Thing: Act pissy about it and leave the scene. You're the Supreme-Dictator-For-Life, for f---'s sake, why are you leaving? Why don't you just tell the kid to piss off? I just don't get it.
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