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| Nehomee | Feb 1 2009, 05:55 PM Post #1 |
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Wow, new website...new skins...whee~ I like the winter one. And my memory was soo jacked up this morning. More than usual. And I'm going to chinatown this tuesday! YEA! Here is chapter 1 of that stupid nameless/hairless series. Uhh, if you guys have/know what chapter 4 was about...tell me. i sorta forgot....yea. Im also thinking about a side story thing...genre unknown. I also have an essay due for PE. How stupid is that?! It's PE. Now i have to epically fail. Not just fail. Whatever. [hey, is this Zeta like from The House Bunny? That movie was soo funny...for me.] I hate you all. <3 Naomi Running. Hard. Out of breath. Stumbling into the dirt. Falling face first on the cold pavement. Too weak to get up. Too tired to give up. Distant footsteps. "You're ours now, punk." "N-no! Someone save him!" A faceless human cries out into the night as the feet approch. "You're powers belong to us!" Adam woke up as the dim light from his window hit him in his face. He sat up, looked around and sighed with relief as he realized the scene that played in his head was just a dream. A nightmare. Adam scratched his head as he noticed he was shaking. 'A nightmare, huh?' Adam frowned, 'Seemed so real...so...' Adam shrugged it off, lately he had been having weird dreams where he'd be in a realistic vision, and he could feel panic raise up in him as he thought about it. The vivid images as everything rushed by as Adam sped through the town, avoiding cracks and poitential tripping threats. But it still wasn't enough. It was never enough. As the day wore on, Adam walked over to his desk to see a pink note sticking out of his binder. Was that for him? Adam pulled the note, 'Adam Chinn' was written neatly in loopy writing. "What's that?" Adam jumped. He turned to see Zane and Grant peering over his shoulder. "You got one too?" Grant asked, pulling out a purple note with the same handwriting. "Yea...but I haven't read it yet." Adam said as Zane stared blankly at his own baby blue note. "It's just a joke done by some punk." The word punk stuck out to Adam, he tried to shake it off but the word stuck in his mind, trying to make a connection. "It's so serious that it's funny." Adam opened his note - which was in thirds, he read quickly: Adam Chinn, you have been choosen. You don't know me, but I know you. You're probably want to know who I am, but since I am being held under careful survalience, I cannot give away my name or location. Please, heed my words: You must go visit 1859 Oakdale Street, cross street is Mallevile. Knock on the door between the hours of 8-11 pm. The owner should be an old man, in his late 80s. Please tell him that the Knenotimic is missing...I cannot say too much, in case this gets into the wrong hands. But please, you must do this. The fate of the world and the lives of many rest in you and your friends hands. Don't hesistate to go through the open door. Adam stared. Yea, it didn't seem believable, at all. He had friends how lived near Oakdale Street, but maybe it was just a joke. The fate of the world? Lives of many? But wait, Adam noticed a side note written at the bottom, quickly scribbled. Dreams are the door to another world. They help us, they tell us a message we must be able to desipher. Desipher your dreams and fly high. Dreams? Adam blinked, 'The nightmares! But...what do they mean? What are they trying to tell me? That I'm going to be stalked by scary unseen people?' Adam closed his eyes, trying to remember the dream, 'I don't have powers...Maybe I should check out this place.' Adam opened his eyes and looked at Zane and Grant, who seemed halfway in a heated conversation about pink jelly and radioactive materials. Adam sighed, wondering why he had such odd friends. "I think we should go." Adam said, cutting Zane off from his theory that pink jelly contained radioactive materials that could kill mankind. "What?! Are you crazy?" Zane asked, turning to face him, "Crazier than us?" Zane added. "What's your damage, Adam?" Grant rolled his eyes, "It's obviously a joke." "I'm going then." Adam declared. Zane sighed, "I'm not letting you go by yourself, you'll get run over by a car before you even reach the front door." "And you still haven't finished my essay, so I'll come along to make sure you don't die or something." Grant said calmly. "Hello?" A thickly accented man opened the door. Zane, Grant, and Adam held up their notes in silent unision. The man poked his head out of the door, making sure there was no one was there. He didn't see the hidden person up on the rooftop a few houses across the street. The man let them in quickly. "I bet you boys have a lot of questions, but first, have some tea." The man poured four cups, "Sugar?" "Sure." Adam took the sugar container and poured all of it into his cup and stirred carefully. The man chuckled, "Let me guess, you're Adam?" "Yea." Adam said uneasily. "I must be famous or something, right?" "Actually, the one who wrote you the notes....she said you love sweets." "So why are we here?" Zane said bluntly. Grant eyed his tea carefully, "Can you tell us about the whole saving the world part?" The man nodded slowly, "I'll start from the begining...do you boys believe in magic?" "Like ninjas?" Zane and Adam asked together. "No, like magicians, like witches." The boys stared, this man had obviously been off his rocker for a while, "I know you don't believe me, but hear me out. Inside each of you is a magic power." Grant blinked, Zane opened his mouth but no noise came out, and Adam began flicking his fingers, trying to sprout his 'powers.' The man pointed at Grant, "Wit," He pointed at Zane, "Speed," He stared at Adam for a while, "Fly." "So I have...wit? What kind of power is that?!" Grant asked, very outraged. Here he was, his friends getting awesome gifts of power and he got brains?! He already knew he had brains! He wanted something more awesome! "Invisiblity is in the catagory." The man added. Grant pointed at himself, "Invisiblity, go." Grant looked at himself, he was still visible. "Speed? But I'm not the fastest in my grade!" Zane protested. "Flying powers?!" Adam pointed up at the sky with a determined look, "FLY!" Nothing. The man laughed, "You boys have a lot to learn. Listen carefully, the world is going to need you to save them. There is an evil gang called the -" The man stopped. He didn't move, didn't blink. Grant watched, Zane stared, and Adam asked quietly, "Old man?" The man fell over, a bullet to the back of the head. Adam, Grant, and Zane stood up, looking around. "Crap, what do we do?" Grant asked. "Dude, look!" Zane pointed at the old man, "He's evaporating!" "Where'd he go?" Adam said in panic. Pew. Another bullet, barely touching Zane's arm. "Shit! We have to go!" Zane headed for the door, "We are in serious danger of getting killed!" The boys dashed out of the house and ended up in a park a few miles away. "I...think we lost...them...." Grant huffed. Adam closed his eyes and tried breathing deeply, "So what now?" Zane remained quiet. Adam and Grant looked at him, "Zane?" They said together, Zane wasn't one to keep quiet; usually he had a lot of ideas of what to do. Zane gripped his arm and moaned, Adam and Grant looked at his arm, Zane's long sleeves shirt was red, and it looked like the bullet had just barely grazed him. "It’s the bullet from before!" Adam said. "It was probably poisoned!" Grant added. Zane let out one more moan before collapsing onto the ground. le end take the time out of your stupid busy lives to do the poll. I am so serious ill come into your house and take all your pasteries if you dont! I WILL! >:( So just pick your fav 3 I guess. and ill work off of that. or just pick 1. I dont care. JUST DO IT. damn. there are a lot of choices...b/c im that cool. |
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| Adamlicious | Feb 16 2009, 12:32 PM Post #2 |
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.. who voted 4 romance? ..ryyaaaann
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| Grant | Feb 16 2009, 06:22 PM Post #3 |
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I am your Almighty Leader. Fear Me.
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I WIN!!! |
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| Nehomee | Feb 17 2009, 04:35 PM Post #4 |
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Mwhaha. You cannot out edit my editing skills Now stop abusing your powers Haha but you can never win!!!!!!! But seriously, who did vote for romance??? And how do we know its not ADAM, huh??? [We dont...] Adam was it you? Or maybe Zane...or Ryan! It's always the quiet ones...or it could be Theo or Grant................hmhm. Tricky. You all spend money not going to school. I LAUGH AT YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!
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| Grant | Feb 17 2009, 06:57 PM Post #5 |
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I am your Almighty Leader. Fear Me.
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I know your just jealous of us. Yes, we spend money not to go to school We could go for free but then we would have to go more
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| Nehomee | Feb 17 2009, 08:32 PM Post #6 |
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LOL i am jealous!! I have to go to stupid high school with stupid high schoolers and stupid high school teachers......for three/four more years! And when that's over I have to go to stupid college with stupid college students and stupid college teachers......for four years...then I have to go work every.single.day. Right. So jealous..... -.- |
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| Grant | Feb 17 2009, 08:49 PM Post #7 |
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I am your Almighty Leader. Fear Me.
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In collage you will wish you were still in high school huh? |
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