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Post by texican on Dec 15, 2018 20:19:08 GMT -6
Well, the face don't match any Wanted Posters at the local Post Office so I guess the horse is okay, but I think the other guy in the picture looks just a bit shady. But way to old to be one of the boys and a truck driver.... Thanks G for the chapter.... Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Dec 15, 2018 23:19:26 GMT -6
Yeah, I know. But would you believe I'M THE ONLY ONE who has a photo of this horse that's posted on another website? Even the Amarillo Hooters doesn't have one on its website. Didn't want anyone to think I was making ALL of this stuff up.
Chum: 25 is 9 pages: hitting a street food vendor in Frankfort, Germany for Schnitzel and sausage.......Aaron tapped me on my ankle and staring at something behind me. It was three black guys who were following a lady and they were in what we'd later call predator mode......When we came out of our bathroom, Aaron said this has sure been a crazy day, hasn't it? I said for sure good buddy, but it turned out great when you think about it. All we wanted was some wings and get over the girls.....
26 is 5-7 pages long, but should hit 9 with no problem with me working on the boys past actions: Got the okay from Stevie for us to take off for a week to visit our folks and it's strange....some how in seeing the things we've seen and done, we've changed, something our folks noticed right off the bat.......about those five Muslim guys. They died and NO, we didn't have anything to do with that........some poor guy who had been dumping trash and suddenly who hears THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP and THUMP then it's bodies and splatters of blood suddenly flying out of the cobblestones and upwards to about twenty feet in the air and then landing on the cobblestones...
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Post by texican on Dec 16, 2018 21:15:53 GMT -6
WillC,
It was three black guys who were following a lady and they were in what we'd later call predator mode......
Now 3 bad guys landing in N Korea will be justice....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Dec 17, 2018 22:15:03 GMT -6
Uuuhhh...no. Seem Beloved Leader is NOT happy with so many undocumented Americans suddenly appearing in his country, calling it an invasion by the imperialist, capitalistic, war mongering people of the United States against the peaceful and non-aggressive people of the Democratic Peoples Republic of Korea. Which means the State Department is now going to get involved along with the CIA, Homeland Security and of course the military is going to go up a level or three of alertness in South Korea because of this. Noticed you didn't realize how many thumps I put down in that bit of chum.
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Post by texican on Dec 18, 2018 14:30:50 GMT -6
Uuuhhh...no. Seem Beloved Leader is NOT happy with so many undocumented Americans suddenly appearing in his country, calling it an invasion by the imperialist, capitalistic, war mongering people of the United States against the peaceful and non-aggressive people of the Democratic Peoples Republic of Korea. Which means the State Department is now going to get involved along with the CIA, Homeland Security and of course the military is going to go up a level or three of alertness in South Korea because of this. Noticed you didn't realize how many thumps I put down in that bit of chum. WillC, You definitely expose your inner self in your writings.... (Originally wrote expose yourself, but the imagine was not pretty so modified it....) Do you keep a mirror next to your laptop so you can see the evil grins that cross your face as you taunt your readers?.?.?.? Now what are the brothers up to?.?.?.? The Moar Hounds definitely need a chapter of three to devour to see what is happening.... Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Dec 18, 2018 15:31:18 GMT -6
Remember how Ben ran amuck once he discovered his first ability? Yeah, that'd be me at Hef's place and trying to make the story as real as possible. As to making "visits" to those politicians, I claim the 5th just in case I ever got affected with such an ability. Everything else, oh yeah. 26 is 8 pages and still being written. Don't need a mirror cuz I can see my reflection in my terminal. If anyone wondered, I did start working on Dwayne's (Ben's brother)story about a year ago. Like maybe half a page worth? And his view of what happened and how he thinks of Ben is entirely different. 26: Well, Aaron started it off first saying look's like the good king is not such a good king after all. I said perhaps or maybe he's being ill advised by a wicked and evil magic user or cleric. Aaron replied saying yes, this is something to consider. But even so, for him having sent assassins after these fine fellows is such a dastardly deed indeed......it still rankled us that the FBI or Homeland Security had tried bugging that money we worked so hard for. Especially since we didn't spend that much time studying because we were busy helping them, so our grades weren't as high as they should have been........Had to shut off the connection between us for a bit, because Aaron and I were really starting to giggle and if we tried continuing, we'd of busted out laughing....especially when they couldn't get out of their clothes quick enough...... Of course with so much money going to be paid, we wanted it all at one time and there was NO way we were going for mailbox drops on this one. But there's a whole bunch of closed and abandoned military bases in Europe, with us choosing one in Britain that used to be a air force base. First meme is when I think of a new plot twist/idea. The second is the response I hope from the reader. Attachments:
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Post by texican on Dec 20, 2018 0:14:57 GMT -6
WiilC, Broad casting your inner self again.... Texican....
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Post by texican on Dec 23, 2018 18:52:13 GMT -6
WillC,
It is now December 23 and has been 10 days since the last chapter....
Tomorrow is CHRISTmas eve when many open CHRISTmas presents....
Now will there be a a CHRISTmas eve chapter with the shenanigans of the boys?.?.?.?
Merry CHRISTmas to all....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Dec 24, 2018 3:43:16 GMT -6
The Shadow Chapter 25
What the players didn't know was we had now TRIPPLED the number of goblins, etc. as we had decided after that first game, the dark elf had decided this was going to be a major camp for them to make raids in the area. With dark elves now leading the other monsters, there were a lot of traps and bit by bit, everyone was losing more health points than they thought they normally would, along with using their health potions more frequently. This was when everyone got suspicious and looking at us, with us giving them our best why are you looking at us like that look. Didn't work out as everyone decided to get out and think things over outside of the cavern complex. And yes, we had some REALLY nasty things just waiting for them further in the caverns. Melee was on from that point till they got out of the cave. Normally we'd have twenty characters, but two weren't there because of Bernie and his tonsils. With Maria's two characters guarding the livestock, leaving sixteen inside to explore the cavern. Twelve made it out alive, with more than one severely injured and needed the last few health potions available to bring them up to a more survivable level. The dark elves made sure they killed the one and only cleric the party had early in the game. They were shocked when they got out of the caverns only to find Maria's two characters and ALL the livestock were gone?!
Yeah, Maria had passed us a note while melee was happening inside the cavern and of course, we don't play favorites or give anyone any hints about what's being passed to us. Now everyone's howling where the F and the heck is our livestock and supplies? Not that anyone used the F word of course......and EVERYONE'S looking at Maria who says when she heard the screaming of the characters and sound of combat during their melee (sound amplified by the caverns), she thought everyone was dead and since there was only her two characters left alive, she thought it would be a good idea to beat feet back to town?! More screams and moans from the players. To add salt to this wound, she wondered if their characters had time to retrieve the bodies of her poor little doggies?! Then she REALLY scrubbed the salt into the wound, she said since there was still game time left, it would only take her a week to get back to town and wanted to finish her part in the game. With no horses and hurting like the characters were, we rolled and figured it was going to take everyone else six weeks getting back being the way they were with NO supplies to get back to town. Believe me, WE were ALL rooting for her to meet A LOT of monsters on her way back to Verbosh, but she must of made some kind of silent God call, because NOTHING happened and yes, we were rolling the dice in front of everyone. Which did not work out well for the players as three more of their characters died because of random monsters on their way back to town. And they had to leave those bodies behind instead of possibly getting them resurrected. Maria sold the horses and the supplies for a very good profit, then said she was moving to another town to open her own shop.......but she'd have to decide which one at another time. More howls from everyone and we all were giving Hector dirty looks because if she hadn't been able to play, none of this would of happened. Now you can guarantee that Maria never did play with us again and the players were really hurting for money as some had gone to the money lenders, so they ended up having to work that off, with others going to work as caravan or body guards. Think it took everyone an actual six weeks of playing on Saturdays before everyone's characters had paid off their debts, then had the gold to buy supplies for their next expedition. Now all of us weren't real happy with Hector, but then he had NO choice when Mama entered the picture on Maria's behalf. Since we took turns playing (usually) at each others homes, it was awhile before we were back at Hectors. Thing is, ALL the moms were happy to host with snacks though to be honest, some moms made better cupcakes, pies, etc. than others....not that we were going to complain of course. And some times, they'd all kick money in and we'd have half a dozen Little Cesar pizza's to munch on, along with a couple liters of soda pop during a break and of course, talking smack to each other. In any case, we ALWAYS brought our own snacks too, just in case someone's cupboard was bare so to speak.
Well, we're back at Hectors and there's Maria playing in the front yard, so with our stuff in our hands, we stopped to look at her. After a bit, she realizes this and asks wat chu lookin' at? I said I thought I was looking at a female version of Pinocchio, but I''m wrong because when he told a lie, his nose grew longer and longer.....and your's is still the same! But you're even more skinnier and bonier than he ever was. We both laughed like mad men at my joke and best she could come up with was that I was twice as ugly as any monster she'd ever seen in a horror movie. As for Aaron, she's seen bigger bullets than he was tall so he was nothing more than some short round. We whistled and dived a hand like it was a plane being shot down, meaning that was a bad put down. Well, we should of realized something was going to happen down the road, but who's afraid of a little girl? My advice? Be afraid, be very afraid. When we entered Hector's house, we were still laughing and he wanted to know what for, so we told him and he laughed and that's how we got our nick names. However....Hector thought we were making fun of Maria when we told him about her “wat chu” bit and wasn't happy about it. Like we were making her sound like some barrio Mexican. We were surprised and told him that's what we heard, so he got Mama and we told our story again. She was NOT happy...it wasn't us, but the way Maria was talking. Later from Hector, Maria got a real dressing down for not speaking proper English and grounded for another weekend!
Later on in the month, stopped by his place because I had some D&D figures we had painted. Most figures cost three dollars, with Aaron and I charging four dollars for the paint jobs which usually took around an hour each. Aaron would clean 'em up and prime 'em, then I'd paint them. Profit was split 50/50 after expenses, which really didn't last long profit wise because we were always trying to score new figures and monsters to use in our games. Got so bad we ended up using a small red kids wagon to carry a couple of fifty parts drawer cabinets, a couple of larger drawer cabinets, our references and of course, modules towed behind one of our bikes. So there I am walking up to Hector's place minding my own business and there's Maria. Something had me turn to look at her as she comes running up, saying and she score's with her foot going for my nards?! She got me pretty good on the thigh which was a lot better than down there. Tells me but I should of looked where I was going as she was practicing in kicking her soccer ball?! Thing is, that ball was AT LEAST four feet from either of us! And no apology of course, as “it was my own fault”. Didn't say anything to Hector because who wants to admit he almost got castrated by a little girl? Limped for two days. Afterwards, all I wanted to do was go home and give my thigh a rest. Mom asked what happened and I said, you know how clumsy I can be at times....and she just sighed and got me a heating pad which helped. Didn't think to tell Aaron about it at the time. Too late. Seems he went looking for me at Hectors, but I had already left limping. And now there's Maria with a stick in her hand, waving it around as he goes by her. Then she says Sgt. Garcia, wear the mark of Zorro and with some sort of precognition on his part, he jerks back just in time to being poked in the eye with it, though later, he realizes she was going for his cheek. She blames him for getting in her way as she was busy fighting Sgt. Garcia and five other guards. He refers to the nick on his cheek as his first and only visible dueling scar in dealing with a girl.
When Tammy comes back, she's dressed in regular clothes and carrying her shoes like Kathleen had done. Believe me, those girls still look hot. That's when Kathleen tells her about our hobby and wanting to make modules. We were really surprised when all of us started talking about the adventures the four of us have had and us telling about some of the modules we had made for our games. Well, we wanted to leave and pay our bill, but Kathleen said you two just sit there, I'll get Jessica to take your money to pay the bill. We paid thirty dollars and saying keep the change. Now normally we don't tip that much, but we HAD been enjoying our experience at Hooters, but it went kind of sour there for a bit. It wasn't the attempted robbery that bothered us, but the girls giving us the third degree. What REALLY surprised was when both asked if we'd like to go home with them to look at their D&D figure collections and other D&D related stuff. That is, if we weren't in a rush to get back to our private jet airliner and back home. Again, we didn't know snot about women and sneakiness going hand in hand. Now while we had our doubts about all this, we were also curious as to what they actually had. No doubt they were players from our talking and it sounded like they had a couple of out of production monsters and who knows, maybe they'd sell them to us? It was a long shot in getting figures like this, but what the heck. Welcome to our webs said the spiders to the flies.
We got nervous again when Kathleen has me sit with her and Aaron's with Tammy. I don't know about Aaron, but at the time had the feeling they were trying to keep us separated. On the way to their place, they tried getting us to talk about our school, but we didn't want to go down that road for obvious reasons and after several attempts, we talked more about each other games, the modules we were designing and of course, hoping to get hired at Gold Coast. They said they were rooting for us and maybe when we got hired, we'd send them a copy of each one? We said sure and that's when Tammy wrote their names, addresses & phone numbers down. I said sure, but we're going to use our authors names if you don't mind, so I put down double ugly and short round with the address of Scoopers and phone number of it and was going to put Officer Flannigan's police station number, but thought better of that. Put down the bar phone number of 16 buttons of justice, then told Aaron that I hoped he didn't mind me doing this for him. Of course he didn't. Well, the girls have their stuff in their bedrooms as they didn't want to clutter up their apartment any more than necessary and we thought okay, as we were the same way except for our computer, etc. that we shared. When we entered their place, Tammy turned on the radio and by co-incidence, Cyndi Lauper's song Girl's Just Want To Have Fun started playing. Should of taken that as an omen.
Well, Aaron goes off with Tammy and me with Kathleen to their bedrooms and she had one heck of a collection of figures that were really well painted, including subtle shadowing. This was something I rarely did because of the extra amount of work needed for it and simply wasn't worth it for four dollars. I said wow, that's a really great set you've got and she said yes, I've been told that more than once...and the way you two have been trying to obviously not stare at them?! I turn around not understanding what she meant.....she was STARK NAKED!!?? And before I could come to grips with that, walks right up to me (and jiggling VERY nicely), puts her arms around my neck and says cat got your tongue? Let me find out and kisses me with tongue! I was a goner. Now the thing is, this was my first time and right off the bat she realizes it and says don't worry sweetie, everyone's a virgin some time in their life, so let me show you what a grateful woman can do for a man who saved her life. Oh boy, she sure did. Not that I lasted that long and afterwards she said I needed to remember two things: there's two of us in this bed and if one of us isn't satisfied with what we're doin'..... The other is you have to wear a condom, superhero or not. Yeah, she had to show me how to put it on once I was ready again of course. Second time she got on top so I'd last longer. Now one things I recommend to all male virgins, get yourself an older woman as an instructor.
Well, we did it a third time at which time she asks again why don't we simply admit we're superhero's? I said, first off, we're NOT superhero's which was very true, at least the way we looked at it. I mean, we did NOT want any news coverage, etc. We were quiet happy being anonymous. Kathleen: we both know you are for several reasons, no matter how many times you two will deny it. First off was we BOTH recognized YOUR voice and remember your “brother” crying out when Tammy almost got him in his crotch? Crud. When everyone came back to the restaurant, we saw you at your table.... everyone else had fled in fear, but you two were looking around like a couple of HUNGRY sabre tooth tigers ready to go at it in case there was any more problems that might occur. Then suddenly you two are like normal college guys, like you suddenly switched from Superman to Clark Kent. Double crud. And by the way, we both noticed you had a shoe mark on your cheek before you wiped it off, apparently when you caught me falling thru that what ever it was. Triple crud. So it's time to fess up Clark Kent, you two have been lassoed fair and square.
I said wait a minute...think about this for a minute. Let's say you and Tammy have been changed, affected, altered or what ever term you want to use, okay? Her: okay. I said let's say you get seen by the public, how long will it take before someone recognizes you? Her: I'd wear a costume and of course, some kind of mask. Me: but how long will a costume last? I mean, we've seen Superman and The Flash get theirs ripped to shreds all the time and of course, let's not forget your families. Remember when he saved all those people on that airliner over London? Once everyone knows who you are, no doubt the media and just regular people will want to interview or meet them. Her: okay. Me: now your family enters the picture, again with the media and well wishers....how long will it take before they've had enough and feel like they're being hounded, so much that celebrities that were having this done to them are getting ignored? Her: uuhhh......well wouldn't the government help us in some way, I mean we are fighting what you would call wicked and evil doers? Me: now we both know the government isn't some generous deity, helping people out willy nilly. So you're made an offer to join one of the super hero leagues. Her: what's wrong with that? Me: Now you work for the government so your family is taken care of and that means you start taking orders on who to fight and where. Her: WHAT? Me: maybe even from time to time you're assigned to protect someone in the government or maybe they simply want what's called a photo op when they're up for re-election, friend of the President, etc. Her: WWWHHHHAATTT? Me: you don't do what you're told, possibly no family protection due to budget restraints, etc. She just stared at me. Me: let's say you two have set up a go fund me and donations are pouring in, so your two families can move....how long before they're recognized, either by being seen on Youtube or a tv interview? Since you're both busy fighting evil doers, you haven't had the time to call or visit with your families. Then shortly after everyone knows who you are, you can't contact ANY of your family members, so you go to see them to find out why. But there's a small package that has written on it, in appreciation for what you have done. It's a woman's finger with a wedding ring, which you recognize as your mothers. Plain and simple, some changed evil doers have enclosed a note saying you are to help them take over Hawaii so they can rule their new kingdom. If you don't, maybe the next package will contain a video of your mother being gang bang and by the way, we'll post if for free on the many millions of porn websites. She looked sick upon hearing this, so I added how about various other body parts from her or your dad being mailed to you. When asked if they had any brothers and sisters, she simply nodded her head. Then kind of moaned, so I pulled her close to me, hugged her in trying to comfort her. I then said what if those same evil doers find out that you and I...... Her: I wouldn't tell anyone, I swear. I said I understand, but...well, I have to ask. How often have you gone to bed with taking two total strangers just after meeting them and what excuse would or could you give? She moaned oh God, oh God. So do you and do you think Tammy would REALLY like to know if we're superhero's considering what might happen to you and your families? She didn't, saying she never thought of the consequences of what might happen to those superhero's families or even friends.
Asked her to ask Tammy and Aaron to get dressed, with her talking to Tammy about what I just said and Aaron coming to her bedroom. This took a few minutes, but then told Aaron what the girls had figured out and what my response was. He was pretty happy and smiling when he first came into Kathleen's room, but that stopped real quick when he saw my face. Yeah, he wasn't happy either afterwards, with him saying things were going so well at Hooters and how all we wanted was some wings and look at pretty girls....man, this thing has gone off into a tangent neither of us ever foresaw. I had to agree. Then Kathleen knocked on her door and we said come in. They both said they wouldn't of ordinarily slept with us, but because we had saved their lives......and part of it was of course, we were superhero's. Aaron said we're NOT superhero's.....we're not part of ANY superhero league simply because of what my brother told you earlier, do you understand? Of course, women being more curious (aka snoopy), they would like to know what did happen at work. I looked at Aaron and he nodded. I said we'll tell you, but on your heads be the consequences.....and they looked a little uncertain when I said that. I said if it'll make things easier, how about a demonstration and they said okay. So I open her closet door, with me an Aaron stepping in and rapping on the three walls and door, closed the door, then into the nothingness. I made sure we could look out, along with hearing them, but we didn't say anything. After maybe a minute, Kathleen opened the closet door only to find us gone. Now they wanted to know where we were and jumped back a couple of feet when I said we're still here, but in what I call the nothingness, the same place you girls and the robbers fell into. Them: but we can't see you and I said hold on and stuck part of my arm thru the nothingness so they could see it waving around. They stepped back a bit further, with Aaron and I grinning at each other. Asked if they wanted to join us, but they said no as they couldn't see anything the first time I had taken them “to this nothingness” as I call it. Said that's not a problem as I can change the nothingness so we can not only see each other, but talk. They were willing to give it a try, though they were slow walking into the nothingness until I stretched out my arm. Once inside, changed the nothingness and they thought this was the coolest thing they had ever experienced, but wanted to know how we got from our college which is in one state and to Amarillo. I said hold on, let's take a trip but let you know right up front, you won't be heard if you talk or be seen, besides I don't know about you girls, but I'm hungry and Aaron said he was too. We go back to Kathleen's bedroom where I said, we need to get back home for showers and a change of clothes, which the girls also wanted, but then wanted us to do what they call a pinky swear......it must be some sort of girl thing as we never heard of it.
This was when I said NO, we're NOT going sing for our supper EVER again, do you hear me? Aaron looked a bit startled, then said yeah we're NOT, let's get out of here. Girls: what's wrong, how did we offend you, everything was going so well we thought. I said we just went thru this with our FORMER girlfriends and if we didn't step and fetch to what they wanted us to do, we got no hand holding or kisses. Girls: WHAT??!! We're sorry, we didn't want for you two to think we wanted you to step and fetch as you put it for us. We're NOT those kind of femnazi's. The pinky swear is something we got into....like when one of us says she'll clean the bathroom, but after a couple of days it's not done, the pinky swear comes out. I was thinking, well that kind of, sort of made sense because I remembered the number of times Aaron and I did the rock, paper, scissors bit which even our parents found to be a bit juvenile at times. Looked at Arron, asked him what he thought of this and he said misunderstood things happen. I say give them one LAST chance and that's it. I said okay, then said this how it works: when we say something, we mean it. In this case, we said we'd be back after getting a shower and changing clothes. And when we say no to something you're suggesting, we MEAN no. Do you understand? They did. Told them it would take us forty-five minutes to an hour max for us to be ready and return. Hopefully you'll be ready by then too? Oh yeah, they said they would most definitely be ready.
Did our thing, returning in regular street clothes and the ladies were ready as promised. Hit their bathroom as it was larger than her closet, with us coming out of a dead end alley way, then hitting a street food vendor in Frankfort, Germany for Schnitzel and sausage. THEN the girls said we forgot our purses and we said no problem, after all we do owe you something for......the free ranch dressings. They smiled at this and while they had beer, we had water as they didn't have any tea available. Asked if they wanted any souvenirs, well they REALLY liked the beer they had been drinking. We bought a case for each of them which we left in the nothingness, then just sat there drinking our waters while they finished their third beer. And no, we (Aaron and I) had no trouble buying the beer because in Germany, you can legally buy liquor at sixteen, but for the harder stuff you have to be eighteen. Which drove our friends crazy later on when they'd come over from time to time, wanting to know how we did it....not that we were telling of course. Now the girls were to our left or right when Aaron tapped me on my ankle and staring at something behind me. It was three black guys who were following a lady and they were in what we'd later call predator mode. The same look and feel as those guys had with that lady in the hospital garage not long ago. Without hesitation we got up and started following them, but things changed in a heartbeat as when the lady realized she was being followed, started walking faster and didn't see the two guys around the corner of the dead end who simply reached out to grab her out of sight. We took off running.
Within the couple of minutes it took us to get to the entrance of the dead end, two guys had the womans legs spread open, one had an arm, another had the other arm with his other hand over her mouth to muffle her cries for help. As to the other guy, he already had her dress pushed up and...well, you get the idea. Then they went to the ground with her and the dress guy was unzipping his pants. Now Aaron got their attention by throwing his bottle of water at one of them, hitting the guy who had his hand over the womans mouth. Just never thought of taking mine. So we both shouted hey and started walking towards them and I flipped them the bird, but this was the European version. Hold up the outside of two fingers and spread 'em. To add emphasis jerked my right arm upwards, then putting my left hand on my right arm. They understood, with three of them saying something we didn't understand, but knew it not to be German....or at least sounding like it to us. Then came out some really BIG knives, but since they were in the shadow of two buildings, we walked slowly towards them as they had NO idea what was going to happen to them. They THOUGHT we were suppose to be scared when they said something about Allah, so we figured out real quick these guys were very probably some Muslim “refugee's” that Germany's president had invited to live in her country. The other two? WERE busy smiling at the thought of our blood being spilt and of course, raping this lady.
Dropped those three in the nothingness with no problem and those two? Well, they had surprised looks on their faces when I called out youhoo. They had no idea what happened, but where there were five of them, now it was just the two of them. They each ran for a service door which was locked and decided to try something new with the nothingness right then and there...and it worked beyond my expectations. One of them was ahead of the other trying to open the locked door when I opened the nothingness, but made it like quicksand to where it took a few second for this guy to realize he was quickly disappearing into the bricks of the dead end. His companion upon seeing this, went for the other store wall where there was another service door....and same thing happened to him. I'd of made it slower so they'd REALLY understand the meaning of terror. And if wondering, found out that once someone's going into the nothingness like I did, you can NOT get out. Kind of like being in liquid cement that's rapidly hardening and no matter how hard you may try clawing your way out, you can't. Well, that's not quite true as there's Ben......need I say more? The lady had scrambled for the “safety” of a corner of a dumpster and wall. When we came up to her, she kept saying nein, nein which means no, while trying to cover her chest with one hand, the other put up and out like meaning for us to stop. We knew word this from watching a of world war two movies. Aaron was to first react, saying spraken English, then pointed his finger at himself saying Americana. Then I did the same at which point the woman spoke English, saying you're Americans? We replied yes maam and held out our hands to her which she accepted. But when we heard a noise behind us, we twirled around to deal with what other problem might arise.....it was the girls who were part down this alley and man, they couldn't back up fast enough, while saying whoa, whoa, it's us, it's us.
That's when the German lady started crying and thanking us. We said we were glad we were able to help you. If you want, we'll walk you home or pay for your cab. She said she lived a bit away, taking up our offer of paying her cab fare. Was going to give her fifty dollars, but she only took twenty of it, saying the fare wouldn't be that much and profusely thanked us again. The girls said they were totally shocked when we suddenly and unexpectedly just jumped up and ran off on them like we did. But they saw enough where we had taken care of FIVE MEN in maybe three minutes....and where were they now? I said they're in the nothingness and can stay there till we're done. Girls: but can they breathe and....at which point I said remember what might happen if you had a super ability and bad people found out about it and what could happen to your families? They nodded yes and Aaron said the less you know, the better off you'll be because this way you won't have to lie if asked by anyone. They nodded again, but women....they are SO strange at times. They told us how scary looking we were when we turned to face them and.....well, just how old are you guys? At first we thought you were MAYBE twenty but when we saw you for a bit after the robbery and just now....we're thinking mid to late twenty's. They kind of gasped when we told them we would be twenty in a couple of months. We later found out they were twenty-six. Didn't know that they were that much older than us. Thing is, I was hungry so we went back to the food vendor and I had two more sausages which surprised both girls, the first just being gobbled down. Told them that some how we use some kind of unknown energy and the more we use it, we start losing weight so we try to eat on a regular basis and of course, work out a little bit a couple of times a week. Notice I kept saying we as I wanted the girls thinking Aaron had the same ability or maybe we had to work as team to do this kind of thing. Aaron picked up on what I was doing right away.
When I was done eating, asked if they were ready to leave. Our next stop was a beach in Hawaii. They had a hard time comprehending we had come out via a shadow of a palm tree....after making sure the coast was clear of course. Was there for maybe twenty minutes and when we said it was time to go, they simply said okay. This time we were a mile or less from the Eiffel Tower and after fifteen minutes, it was Key West, Florida for a bit, then back to the nothingness to retrieve their beer, returning to their bathroom. They said we were amazing, thanked us for trusting them with our secret and showing off our abilities. Yeah, they both thought Aaron and I had the same ability, not that we were going to tell them other wise. When we came out of our bathroom, Aaron said this has sure been a crazy day, hasn't it? I said for sure good buddy, but it turned out great when you think about it. All we wanted was some wings and get over the girls..... You know, while I REALLY liked what those Hooter girls did for us, the last thing I wanted was having some groupies wanting to have sex with us just because of what we can do. In a way, it would be like those two (Annabel and Ginger) were going to use us simply because we can play music. Aaron agreed with me.
------------------------------------- This may be it for awhile as got some things going on at home. Looking to go back to driving as I'm looking at becoming a snow bird...summers in Nevada, Florida in the winter while living in a class A motorhome. Dad just emailed me saying he's having some major problems getting up and around. Sister has been helping him, but she has a job and house payment to make. So may be taking off on the 29th and staying there till? If it's permanent (and I think so) will fly back, load pickup with stuff I won't leave behind, along with Grizzly. In any case, need to download Apache word processor on laptop and of course, all my stories are on thumb drives so I should be able to continue with the boys story. Working on chapter 27, 4 pages.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone.
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Post by texican on Dec 24, 2018 16:04:11 GMT -6
WillC,
Thanks for the chapter.... The boys do have some fun times and two Texas gals too boot.... What moar could the boys ask for....
Prayers for you and yours.... Be careful out there....
Merry CHRISTmas and Happy Year to you....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Dec 25, 2018 8:41:50 GMT -6
Well, not going to Florida after all...at least under the circumstances I was figuring on. Dad says he's okay as he's got my brother, sister and her husband to look after him.
As to the D&D adventure, that was about my niece Rebecca who wanted to play after hearing my 3 nephews talk about the games they had been playing at my place. At the time, had 10 boys around my kitchen table starting Friday night and playing until Saturday afternoon...at least when they had to go to school. During the summer, it was Friday night till Sunday afternoon. Rebecca wanted a guard dog and would not take the time to bond with her guard dog. When it was killed, she never returned to play again.
Then I ran a NPC (non player character played by me)who was neutral chaotic who ran a scam on the boys. When they beat feet from the cave, all their livestock/spare equipment was gone and things did NOT got well for them in trying to get back to Verbosh like I wrote up.
As to Little Cesar's pizza...very true. Originally Moms would give the boys brown bagged stuff to eat and as for me, I had to cook/eat something which would take about an hour, bringing groaning & moaning from the boys. "Suggested" they get $2 from their moms to buy pizza, who were quite happy to pay for such cheap baby sitting services and not have to make anything for their boys. I'd kick in even more for extra pizzas and of course, liters of soda pop. There was NEVER any left overs from the 5 pizza's and 3 bottles of pop.
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Post by willc453 on Dec 25, 2018 9:02:45 GMT -6
The Shadow Chapter 26
As to the week of finals, we studied and studied hard. Aaron got a lot of A's and some B's, while I got some A's, a lot of B's and some C's. Bottom line was we passed, though not with the grades we wanted or hoped for. The problem was we should of studied more, but with helping out the FBI and other things that had been happening the past few months..... Our folks called us after finals to find out how we did and yeah, they were a little disappointed that we didn't do better grade wise. We both said would you believe there are so many liquor, drugged and sex crazed fueled parties around here that there really wasn't much time to study? Our Dads both said the same thing: yeah, right. Got the okay from Stevie at the book distribution center for us to take off for a week to visit our folks and it's strange....some how in seeing the things we've seen and done, we've changed, something our folks noticed right off the bat. They were thinking that the town the school was located at was filled with gangbangers and such riff raff because we were always looking around like we expected something to happen. Of course, we had to see Papa (Hector's dad), dropping off more music for him to pass to Hector and thank him for giving us those extra jobs when we were restoring the Wolfmobile. Mama made sure we got some goodies to eat and of course, we told them that Hector and the band were doing great and the way we happened to meet. When it came time for us to take off from our families we did, simply by going via the nothingness. We really didn't want to say goodbye like this, but then we'd worry about them insisting on taking us to the Grey-hound bus depot and wasting money for something we wouldn't use. Got some heck later on from our Moms about this, but our Dads understood about just wanting to get it over with and get back to school/work.
Oh, almost forgot to tell you about those five Muslim guys. They died and NO, we didn't have anything to do with that. Remember those Hispanics when we were with Annabelle and Ginger after seeing that chick flick? And because they couldn't see or hear anything, when they bumped into each other, they went to automatic stabomatic mode with their knives. Those five guys in Germany did the same thing, but when I saw them, knew four were dead and figured the last one wouldn't last long. Pretty ugly and we both got a little sick from looking at the carnage. So I dropped them about two hundred feet down the nothingness, curved it at the bottom so it would be in the shadow or darkness of that dead end. Forgot to check beforehand if anyone was there and scared the heck out of some poor guy who had been dumping trash and suddenly who hears THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, then it's bodies and splatters of blood suddenly flying out of the cobblestones and upwards to about twenty feet in the air and then landing on the cobblestones. We took those guys money before getting them out of the nothingness and later, we put it in an envelope for the German lady to find with a computer printed note (using gloves all the way), saying those men had been taken care of and this is what money they had on them. Hope this helps and please don't tell anyone about this or us. The reason we put them back into that dead end in Germany is because their chancellor had invited them to her country and we figured their government should pay for their funerals. Seems the majority of Germans approved this kind of treatment of those kind of people when it hit the news first locally, then the web.
With school over for the summer, suddenly we had lots of time on our hands. We looked forward to working at the book depository and Stevie was really happy to see us because we cranked out the work way beyond any of the other employees which did not make us popular with some of them. This was also when we really started working with Officer Flannigan and other law enforcement agencies across the U.S. along with “our” lady FBI agents....and even more money rolled in. This was also when we started buying debit cards starting off at five thousand each and then adding at least two thousand to them at various banks and credit unions. But we still worried what if we lost our abilities? At the time, the world was going kind of crazy with people who had been changed, but nobody knew if this was a temporary thing or not. Imagine Superman flying thru the air and suddenly he's falling ten thousand feet to go splat against the ground below because he just lost or maybe even used up all of his abilities? Of course, we now know that it's permanent. But not everything was perfect in paradise.
Remember Maria, the girlfriend of one of JT's goons....the one we left in Mexico? She was back, but not so mouthy about all the free stuff she and her family were getting even though they weren't legally entitled to it. Saw her working at one of the Port of Subs one day and we were kind of shocked as it had been a few months since we had left her down there. Don't know what happened, but she was looking really beat and not as pretty as she used to be. We pretended not to know her as she did the same with us. But we checked her and her family out and they have applied for U.S. citizenship, but of course, will have to pay back all the money for the “freebies” they had gotten illegally before they can become citizens. We figured that was fair. She never returned to school the following year. You know what happened to JT and as for the Goons, they were never the same. Honestly, we took great pleasure in the way they now acted....scared as in always looking around as if someone or someones was going to beat the snot out of them. They lost their scholarships and didn't return for the second year of school either. As for Annabelle and Ginger, they took off some where in Europe with the parents paying for everything. Before summer was out, we paid a visit to them. What surprised us was they were traveling together which made it easier for us. One night when they were sleeping, Aaron tapped three times on a crystal glass (from you know who) and boy, did those girls suddenly sit up. In my regular, Metronome voice I said fare well daughters of Eve for this is our last meeting. They immediately sat up wanting to know saying why, why, why. I replied that they had NO idea what they did to those two young men stabbing them in the back like you did emotionally. Which proves to me you are not worthy of my attention, even should you ever be assaulted again. They started moaning, imploring me to continue watching over them, but we didn't say anything and left.
Now Dr. Berlioz had summer classes for students and we agreed to help out once a week. We did this for two reasons: it was helping others who had an interest and enthusiasm for music. The other was we got extra school credit which would increase our grade averages. It was in also in the second month of summer, things really started hitting the fan, but fortunately it wasn't about us.....well, at first. Remember Professor Jorgenson? He was the man that got me home after I crawled out of the bushes from being chased by JT and his Goons at school earlier that year. We were walking across campus because it was a really nice day and the school cafeteria was having a special on hotdogs and cheeseburgers. Suddenly we see the professor running like crazy not far from us and then we hear some guys saying “there he is, don't let him get away”. Thing is, these guys were wearing jackets and kevlar vests with FBI and Homeland Security printed on them! And guess who was trying to keep up with them? Yeah, Agent Charmin who shouted shoot the mutated son of a b*tch and that's when they pulled their guns out and actually fired off a few rounds at the professor! He disappeared when he crossed over a shadow of a tree. Aaron and I got out of there asap and into the nothingness as we sure didn't want Charmin to know we were there. Out of sight, out of mind we believed was the best policy. We got to the nothingness where Professor Jorgenson was at and immediately made it so he could see and hear us. He didn't know how he got there and of course, he didn't remember me until I told him. He was surprised to say the least and that's when Aaron and I gave him the full story about our being changed, but obviously not about helping law enforcement people, JT, etc. He had no need to know about that stuff.
Now he was shocked as he believed he was the only one who had been altered as he put it. He and his boyfriend had been on the way back to town after visiting his family in New Hampshire when he got changed which was the ability to change into a gaseous form, like air. I said let's talk later, we need to get you out of town and somewhere safe. He said he had to check on his boyfriend who was at home and if possible, get some of the things they cherished such as their photos together. I said okay, with it taking us only a few minutes because he had a photo of his boyfriend in his wallet. Homeland Security already had his boyfriend in handcuffs and in a large, unmarked van with two armed Homeland Security men watching him. Those two got dropped into the nothingness, then it was his boyfriend Louis (Lindley) who joined us. Told them to stay there, that they were safe and we'd check out their apartment. We figured which one it was because of the number of FBI and Homeland Security guys in the place who were doing their best to trash the place while looking for “clues” on these mutated mother f*ckers. They didn't even have time to scream as all fourteen of them were dropped into the nothingness.
Went back to the professor and Louis, telling them to get what ever stuff they needed, not to worry about anyone coming for them as we'd deal with them and I did. Seems five of them were waiting outside the apartment (door was broke open) and when things got real quiet, they called out to people who were no longer there. They got their own bit of nothingness. Had the professor and Louis coming out of their bathroom, with them first gathering their toiletries, lap tops, some clothing and photos in picture frames. Think it took them a good ten minutes to get what they needed and putting everything in the bathroom. To tell the truth, they really didn't have much and had us slowly drop into the nothingness so nothing would break, then closed it off. We lucked out because right then, at least two dozen heavily armed men came into the apartment (which we saw and heard from the nothingness), throwing tear gas canisters everywhere. Both men were afraid, but we told them they were safe where we were at in nothingness. REALLY shocked them when Aaron and I shouted, hey....us mutant terrorists are over here, over here and waving our hands while jumping up and down. With the shadows created by the tear gas, we dropped all of them into another bit of nothingness, including the six more that HAD been standing in the vestibule area outside their apartment. Ended up taking some of the tear gas with them. Then made that bit of nothingness REALLY deep and not so big. With pinholes in the “roof” of that nothingness and tied to some in the professors ceiling, the tear gas got sucked out of both places and into pinholes under various desks at Homeland Security's main building. Watched for a less than a minute, but talk about confusion and panic...and vomiting. Then we looked to see what was outside their apartment complex.
Oh God....two of those BIG armored personnel carriers only the military is suppose to be using to start with, three more big box vans with FBI or Homeland Security on the sides of them and a dozen or two of plain cars and of course, local law enforcement cars which is where we found Officer Flannigan sitting in one of them. Left them to get the voice alternator and then told him that his species was attacking one of our own who was in human form to better understand your species and this was TOTALLY unacceptable. He had one minute to have ALL his people vacate the area for at least one half mile from this area or face the consequences. He'd heard about the FBI and Homeland Security people disappearing in the professor's apartment and didn't hesitate getting on his radio. That's when I got REALLY busy dropping all those federal people into the nothingness and that motivated the local law enforcement to beat feet from the area. They were on the radio telling how they saw all these people just disappearing all around them, then entire vehicles. I worked on every vehicle that looked like the feds were using, including some whom tried getting away in them. Thing is, I started feeling myself losing it and told Aaron we had to get home. Had just enough energy to get all of us to our bathroom and right after that, fell unconscious. I woke up fifteen hours later according to Aaron, with him and Louis having food ready for me to eat as soon as I woke up. Two boxes of Chocco Berries devoured right off the bat while waiting for two whole chickens being cooked, along with two gallons of tea and a gallon of milk. During that time, Aaron set things up so they could escape into the light via the various mirrors we had set up earlier so there would be no time lost in him having to think of opening the mirrors. This meant leaving me behind if need be, but he had no doubts in me getting away if captured or him rescuing me via a mirror where ever I might be held at. Lost sixteen pounds on that little escapade, but the professor and Louis were safe and that's what mattered.
Thing is, they had NO idea why the professor was not only being chased by the government but actually being shot at, along with their place being broken into, trashed and of course, Louis finding himself in handcuffs. Aaron explained what we had been told vaguely about the mutant terrorist law that was passed some time ago, but we didn't have any more information on it because this law wasn't public knowledge yet. And yeah, after talking with Charmin that one time, we tried finding info on it via the internet and nothing of course. The two of them had NO idea what to do next, so I asked if they had any money in the bank, which they did in Bank of America. I said that's great and after a check on the internet, we went to a out of state atm....and neither had any money available?! Yeah, our government which was to represent the people was at work. Now Aaron and I weren't going near the atm because of it's camera system which is part of it. Those two didn't know what to do and said let's go into the nothingness where we can start taking care of this problem for you. And to tell the truth, all of this was a little strange to both of us because we were TELLING these two adults what needed to be done, though I think both of us went back to our D&D playing some characters when we'd have a newbie in the game, playing for the first time. Nobody likes playing a game where they continually die because nobody would explain things to them. That's why it took us awhile to form a rock steady list of kids like us, that wanted to really play.
Well, Aaron started it off first saying look's like the good king is not such a good king after all. I said perhaps or maybe he's being ill advised by a wicked and evil magic user or cleric. Aaron replied saying yes, that is something to consider. But even so, for him having sent assassins after these fine fellows is such a dastardly deed indeed. The professor and Louis were looking at us like we were crazy until we explained what we were talking about and why. Aaron said if we (looking at me when saying this) had thought of it before hand, you would of never known who we looked like. And he was right, I just wasn't thinking ahead of time. But then this was the first major dealing with the nothingness I had had in a long time. Now you not only know what we look like, but what our ability is and what our apartment looks like. They were apologetic about this and I said what's been done, has been done. I said we need to get home where we did a quick internet search for motel and hotel rooms also out of state. They really like the idea of spending of spending a few days at Disneyworld in Florida, but with no money..... I said we can take care of that and after returning from the nothingness, was going to give them each two pre-paid debit cards good for ten thousand dollars and twenty thousand in cash...but Aaron stopped me, saying we needed to clean the cards off for any possible fingerprints or DNA of ours, which we did. Kind of surprised that the adults thought we had been robbing banks for us to have this kind of money?! You need to remember, this was the same time frame when Ben started doing his “withdrawals” as he put it. With him and his disguises, it seemed it was driving everyone in the government crazy as well as the general public because no one had ANY idea how many “mutant terrorists” there really were.
Since they had their wallets but really few clothes, out to another Walmart to get what they needed along with some suitcases. We paid for all of it and from the parking garage at Disneyworld, we saw them to the front desk where they paid for a weeks stay. They swapped each others last name simply because when they signed in, the clerk never bothered to compare their licenses with the names they wrote down. As they walked to their new rooms, told them that we'd check on them once a day to make sure everything was okay. They couldn't thank us enough for what we had done and of course, they couldn't ever pay us back for the money we had given them. Aaron told them to pay it forward and when we came to a shadow, we simply went into the nothingness before their eyes. We were going to let those people simply sit in the nothingness for a day or two, but considering how people seem to act in it when they have weapons.....
We talked it over before deciding what to do....besides, it still rankled us that the FBI or Homeland Security had tried bugging that money we worked so hard for. Especially since we didn't spend that much time studying because we were busy helping them, so our grades weren't as high as they should have been. First thing I did was connect all the nothingness's together so we could talk to everyone at the same time using our voice alternators. When we started talking, EVERYONE shut up, then made it so the people in each of the nothingness's could see each other but couldn't touch another group in a different nothingness. Yeah, many had bruises, but thankfully, they didn't go shooting each other. With my voice alternator, told everyone we were a race of beings called the Metronomes, who have the natural ability to travel vast differences among various dimensions and worlds. In what you call centuries, we sent out interstellar drones to look for intelligent life, one which is yours. From information gathered from them, we decided we would watch your species to see how you developed from when you first hid high up among those things called trees from more powerful predators. Your species has been a major disappointment among ours and currently, there is a debate among us to level ALL of your civilizations with what you call EMP. Your species is so dependent on what you call “advanced electronics” that should we cause a EMP from the sun, we estimate a MINIMUM death rate of ninety-eight percent within one of your years. Oh boy, that sure scared them. Like Ben said, when you're going to shovel it, get a REALLY big shovel.
I continued with you will make restitution in the form of what you call money to those you have wrong in the amount of one million dollars for EACH one of you. We do this because your species seems to value wealth above all other things in life. You will now start making personnel atonement by removing everything you have except your shoes, socks and garments which cover your genitals and those things called breasts. Had to shut off the connection between us for a bit, because Aaron and I were really starting to giggle and if we tried continuing, we'd of busted out laughing....especially when they couldn't get out of their clothes quick enough. Later, wished we had recorded all of this. Had everyone get into lines, then dropped all the vehicles, clothes, weapons, etc. into a separate nothingness bit by bit. That's when Aaron came up with a good one. There were to be two women total to make up three sets of women, with them suddenly finding themselves outside of local tv stations in different states. They were to announce what they had been doing and why under the nationalist mutant terrorist act along with what the Metronomes were ready to do. We let them keep their badges and I.D. cards to show everyone at the tv stations. We were both kind of surprised that all six women did exactly this and boy, talk about major outcry between the people of the world and government officials. Of course, they got on the air and tried explaining why they did what they did, but right about then that Indian girl (Dancing Wind) and Ben had sicced a lot of lawyers on the government for what they had tried doing to other people changed and wrongly imprisoned. This time there would be no white washing like it was done when the Department of Justice smuggled those assault rifles into Mexico.
Of course with so much money going to be paid, we wanted it all at one time and there's was NO way we were going for mailbox drops on this one. But there's a whole bunch of closed and abandoned military bases in Europe, with us choosing one in Britain that used to be a air force base. Why? It was still pretty complete and more than enough room in one of them to put all our money into it because those airplanes take up a lot of space and there was room to spare. Took the government 3 days to get that much money together and of course, fly it to Britain. We made them give us pallets of those military meals (mre's?) along with pallets of water and some toilet paper which simply disappeared from another hanger that we also used. And no, we didn't ask for five gallon buckets or anything like that. We had plans for that poo and pee. With everyone in the nothingness, they could see where everyone had already gone because and besides, I made those bits of nothingness really big. Boy, the media sure was covering this and other stories, especially all that money put into that airplane hanger. Well, we got paid and after having everyone get together in groups, dropped those people in the two sealed hangers while letting the media know ahead of time, who went howling about wanting to cover this aspect of what had happened. In even three days, such a large number of people can generate a lot of poo and pee and we figured it was only fair that it be returned to those people who ok'd that national mutant terrorist bill. So when the Senate and Congress were debating, we dropped all that poo and pee along with more cow poo and pee from Texas upon them all. Some of the news people were NOT happy as they got hit while others did not. Why? Because some of the journalists were reporting the news or stating facts and not just conjecture as one of them put it. We decided afterwards that since the owners of these media outlets were responsible for all this biased news for many decades...... No, we didn't do their homes, but their personal offices and vehicles got filled with our “disapproval” while they were in them.
Now one of the things we hadn't really thought about was all those people we had been dumping in other countries. Seems the “great leader” of Democratic Peoples Republic of Korean (North Korea) did NOT like having Americans illegally in his country, saying this was a pre-invasion plan by the imperialistic, war mongering, capitalistic people of the United States. Thing is, they (North Koreans) HAD them originally working as slaves digging out more tunnels and caves for the military. They didn't look too well, but were quite happy to say the same thing. Now the state department, CIA, FBI and Home- land Security were involved. Then the U.S. and South Korean military forces notched things up a bit by going into heightened alert status with news media talking about a possible war between north and south Korea? Man, this is stuff we NEVER thought would happen in a million years. Now as D&D players, we had dealt with some evil kings, but the hardest ones are high level magic users or clerics. First thing we needed was to remove the evil king/cleric/magic followers. Now North Korea is basically nothing but a military base instead of a country. And in today's world, if you got no airplanes or tanks..... Aaron REALLY got on me about this because he could see me losing weight as I was doing this. I mean, we started all this by accident and we felt morally obligated to make it right. We ended up buying a lot of small mirrors, like six by four inches, with me placing them under a lot of the tanks and airplanes, then Aaron would pull them into the light. Once again, we hadn't planned ahead not realizing that a lot of the planes were being refueled and when Aaron dropped them into the light and cutting off access to it, the fuel got spread everywhere and MAJOR fires started in these caves, with a lot of soldiers dying because of this. Talk about a guilt trip. Well, Great Leader was in a meeting with all his high ranking generals and we realized they were going to invade South Korea while attacking the U.S. with their nuclear missiles via some freighters and from their own country. We took them all into the nothingness, hitting them with bear spray, zip tied and left a computer printed message inside Great Leaders jacket saying make peace, NO more fighting or face true consequences. It was signed by the Metronomes of course. Then we dumped them on the White House lawn where there was one heck of a commotion from the security people there with these people suddenly appearing out of no where, then of course, realizing who these people were. Peace got made suddenly with the story of how Great Leader was extending his hand in friendship to the United States and then later, South Korea over this mis-understanding between our countries. As to the missiles they had in their country, left them in the shadows of the moon for awhile. Then we decided to give them to Britain, Germany, Israel to dispose of. We figured the U.S. had enough nuke tipped missiles and didn't need any more. These were left inside those abandoned aircraft shelter that had no doors on them because missiles are pretty long.
Now when North Korea came out with the news of Americans suddenly being in their country without permission, so did other countries....and all wanting a handout in a form of money. However, when the President found out that had those we had “deported” had records, he told those countries no. Now YOU get to deal with illegal aliens like the U.S. taxpayers have been doing for decades. This did NOT make those antifa and liberal people happy, saying everyone should have open borders and had the right to move to where ever they wanted to, along with a bunch of large rallies which many times ended up violent. That stopped when masses of them suddenly started disappearing during lives news casts and then ending up in countries like Somalia, Argentina, North Korea, Saudi Arabia, etc. Though to be honest, if we'd had our way, we'd of dropped nothing but feminists in Saudi Arabia and other Muslim controlled countries so they could have some “cultural understanding” and what it is like living under sharia law. Thank God all this happened during our summer “vacation” though more than once our tails were dragging as we still had to work at the book depository three days a week, help out the music director and good thing was we got our books needed for the next semesters at a discount, along with paying our tuition for the entire year up front.
Well, we ended up with one hundred twenty-eight million dollars for those feds dropped in the nothingness. Boy, talk about a mind numbing sight.....and of course, the additional money we made bringing in their ten most wanted people from time to time. More than once, we'd have those people in jail cells within hours of the FBI posting new ones on their website. We finally said enough as we were getting burned out on what we were doing. I mean, we LIKED bringing evil doers and wicked people to justice, but it was NOT something we wanted to be doing 24/7. Besides, we were both losing weight and not only not eating right, but getting no real physical exercise at the gym.
But then things hit the fan again. Remember Hacker, our friend whom we gave all those floppy disks, thumb drives, etc. to months ago? He called us in utter and total panic....and we found ourselves being involve not only with JT's dad once again, but now dealing with his cronies. Then Kathleen and Tammy were once again back in our lives too. So let's start off with Hacker who hadn't gotten to the stuff we had given him until last week.
-------------------------- It's Christmas, so hope you enjoy this present. Won't be any more till some time in January, maybe early February as I'm still working on 27.
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Post by texican on Dec 25, 2018 15:31:16 GMT -6
WillC,
Thanks for the CHRISTmas chapter. The Moar Hounds enjoy the uniqueness of your writings.
Well, not going to Florida after all...at least under the circumstances I was figuring on. Dad says he's okay as he's got my brother, sister and her husband to look after him.
It is good that your dad is doing better and has family to look after him. The wife and I have my mother living with us and we look after my mother who needs someone available to help her when needed. Children now taking care of their parents as it was done generations ago.
It's Christmas, so hope you enjoy this present. Won't be any more till some time in January, maybe early February as I'm still working on 27.
The Moar Hounds will gladly but maybe impatiently wait for the next chapters in January 2019. Now, waiting until February could be considered as cruel and unusual punishment.... Now, we would gladily bribe the boys to drop you into the nothingness with your laptop to churn out a few chapters if that would help....
Merry CHRISTmas WillC and enjoy the holidays.
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Jan 9, 2019 0:43:17 GMT -6
The Shadow Chapter 27
When I got Hackers call, there was no banter of how ya doin' or anything. Instead, he was in full, lawful paladin indignation mode which is kind of funny considering what he's done with (or to) computers since his early school days. It starts off with where in Hades did I get this stuff and within a couple of days he's sending copies of everything to EVERY major news source he can via the net. I said slow down, slow down....just what was on that stuff we sent you? I mean, that's why we sent it to you because we don't know anything about computer stuff and let me get Aaron so he can hear you too, okay? He said okay and then Aaron was listening to him going off again. When we were told, it made us both kind of sick not just mentally, but a little bit physically. Secret bank accounts in the Bahamas and Switzerland for example didn't really surprise us considering we're talking about Harrison (JT's dad) or the number and size of bribes paid to government officials. But when we're told of child porn, gang bangs of up to three women which lead to it being snuff films..... For those who haven't heard of snuff films, this is when a woman or in two cases, women are raped repeatedly then killed. Some times with a bullet in the head, others choked or beaten to death with whips with barbed wire woven in the leather parts, etc. Really, really sick demented stuff. True evil and wickedness.
Aaron said, Sir Andrew Aguecheek (one of Hackers paladin D&D characters names) please give time for parlay between Humphrey Appleby (Aarons character) and Duke Aymon (me). He agreed, but only if we gave him the full story on how we got this stuff. I said that's why we have to parlay between us first because as you now know, a little knowledge can be very, VERY dangerous...not only to yourself but literally to ALL of your family. We're talking not just evil and wicked princes and dukes, but most definitely magic users and clerics, which means money changers are also involved. It only took us maybe two minutes to talk it over and decided he needed to know what was really going on because once this information got out, many of these people would no doubt kill him, along with his family even if for revenge and as an example if they found out who he was. Asked if he had anyone with him in his dorm room and when he said he lived alone, told him we needed a photo of him right now. He didn't understand why, but did it and right quick, we were coming out of his bathroom which surprised the poo out of him....not literally of course. He wanted to know how we got into his place as he KNEW he had the place to himself. I said strap yourself in boy, you're in for one heck of a ride....with Aaron and me telling him what had happened to us, then it was with we had been doing with JT, Goons Inc. and his dad. Not that we mentioned what happened to his dads house, the FBI, etc. He couldn't believe it, so we had him watch us as we went back into his bathroom where I went into the nothingness after helping Aaron into the light via the bathrooms mirror. Then Aaron called out to him, shocking Hacker when he entered the bathroom with Aaron sticking his head thru the mirror to talk to him and I did the same from the shadow under the bathroom sink. So I came out first, then we helped Aaron out of the mirror as we worried we might break Hackers sink with Aarons weight on it. Hack kept repeating this is insane as we went back to his small livingroom. Asked him how long would it take him to make copies of everything onto thumb drives, then sending it out via some WiFi. He said maybe a couple of hours because he wanted to make sure he hit as many places as possible, but worried about using his lap top because it had some sort of address on the machine. Something called a IP address? I said how about we get you a brand new, never used laptop...would this make things easier? Him: oh yeah, but I'm kind of stretched for money and can alter a used one I've got, but it'll take a few hours, maybe all day to do it right. I said hold on and I'll be right back. Hit the nothingness and grabbed a bunch of money, then returned. I said let's go shopping....and he goes looking for his car keys?! Aaron and I laughed and he couldn't understand why until I explained we weren't buying a new lap top in this state....besides, no doubt you'd like to see what it's like in the nothingness, right? He did.
He was told ahead to time to grab a flashlight and what was going to happen to him when in the nothingness, then I'd changed things so he could understand it better. He was okay with that. Of course his flashlight didn't work though he KNEW it did before entering the nothingness. Then we showed ourselves with him and his flashlight still didn't work until I changed the nothing again. He thought there had to be something wrong with it until I said off, on repeatedly with the flashlight coming on and off. I said let's go, times awastin'. He wanted to hit Best Buy, so we did coming out from the side of the building. He showed us the laptop he wanted and a sale woman came over to help us and of course the two of them got to yammering about bits and other computer jargon which we had NO idea what they were talking about. So the woman pulls out the laptop Hacker wanted and I said no. She asked what was wrong with the one she had pulled and I said nothing, but we want them all. She was a bit stunned then said very funny, why don't you guys take your sorry joke somewhere else? I said okay, but that means we're taking our money with us to spend at another store and “casually” pulled out a roll of hundreds that had to be four inches in diameter and ALL in hundreds. She and Hacker both gulped, with her calling out for help to get the sixteen laptops out from the locked counter under the display counter. Paid everything and of course, NO warranty, names, etc. simply because I said if we have to do this, we'll go elsewhere. Best Buy: NO problem sir. Borrowed their hand truck and back to the side of the building where I dropped everything in the nothingness, then returned it while Aaron and Hacker waited for me in it. We hit several more Best Buys for the same computers with Hacker also having us buy spare batteries for them just in case. We bought a total of fifty laptops and started telling Hacker what we were thinking.
All but one was left in the nothingness with Hacker saying come back tomorrow and he'd have everything ready. Some how things just started clicking together. Hacker was good on his word in being ready the next day, along with having something a electronic list of like over two hundred newspaper and tv stations electronic addresses, divided up into groups of ten. Why ten? He wanted to make sure his transmissions via the net was as short as possible. This meant we had to hit a bunch of places with either free wifi or where we could access it. He also used some sort of online program available that said with it being used, the senders IP address couldn't be traced. He said it was a really good program, but it could be better so he modified it to his standards.
Now he was already to go, but we (Aaron and I) had talked it over and told Hacker he'd have to wait a few days and he said no way, he wanted these cockroaches exposed for what they really were vs as the public saw them. When we told him why, he got really busy, including skipping a couple days of classes. We gave him one of the debit cards good for ten thousand dollars saying it was for anything he might need like computer parts, pizza or submarine sandwiches to be delivered to his place. We bought him ten cases of Monster energy drinks which he drinks like Aaron and I drink tea, but we could see it in his eyes wondering where we were getting all this money so we told him upon our oaths, that we got it ALL legally, though we wouldn't elaborate. What he didn't know, he couldn't talk about if questioned. Of course, it was a kind of sticky point in that we never paid taxes on it but then we really didn't care considering how hard we worked for it.
Went to Harrison's office in the state capital finding more dirt which Hacker copied, then we started hitting all the others that Hacker found for us. We even found more dirt on several of the people who had died years ago, but never told anyone about their secret safes in their homes and hidey places like hollowed out garage beams. Believe me, Aaron and I REALLY searched these places, some times finding stuff that was buried in their backyard either in the ground or under a concrete slab, including some dead bodies. It took us a little over three weeks to check everyone that Hacker had names and addresses of along with bringing the stuff back to him. It would of gone quicker, but the three of us had classes to do, working at the book depository and help out Dr. Belmont from time to time.
Well the day came when Hacker was ready to do his thing and we spent basically all day hitting every commercial place with free wifi such as rest stops, McDonalds, Starbucks, etc. And Hacker was prepared in showing us photos of these places he'd gotten from the internet and Yelp reviews. He even had thumb drives for us of all the dirt we'd gotten from Harrison which we gave to “our” FBI agents which they'd find either in their purses or a jacket pocket. Man, did it REALLY hit the fan and A LOT of people went to prison, though not as many as we had hoped and expected, while others tried to suddenly retire from public service....and lost their pensions because of the outcry from the public. The law now was if convicted of a crime while you were a public employee, you DON'T get any kind of retirement check and it didn't matter who you were either, like the former lady Secretary of State got twelve years as a MINIMUM sentence or the former head of Department of Justice who authorized the selling of and smuggling into Mexico, those assault rifles. Congressmen and Senators didn't dare to try stopping this bill because the few that spoke out against it, immediate recalls were started by their voters and suddenly these few were out of office. Yeah, that second year of school was real interesting....and don't forget Ben doing his thing. It was getting to the point where the people no longer feared the government, but the government feared the anger of the people which the way it should be instead of the other way around after so many decades. The dead bodies we reported, but the dirt and other things we found on Harrison and his cronies were being worked on by Hacker and he figured he'd be ready to have another go at it early next year. Then we got into bugging a lot of places and got even more dirt. I'll write about that later...and let's not forget the photos we took too.
Think it was one of those rare October days that's usually chilly, but that day it was warm and almost feeling like summer. We were sitting outside at one of the tables next to the cafeteria eating our brown bagged lunches while working on a module for a game we were to DM in a couple of weeks. Of course, Hacker was going to be there once he over heard us talking about it. From there, it was about our once a month gaming day which was played on Sundays. He said as much as he cared about computers they had limitations, but in our games, there were none. Well, we were talking back and forth, not paying attention to our surroundings when suddenly we hear a girl asking if this was our module for the game in a couple of weeks!? Well, we twirled around right after closing our notebooks and there was Carol, one of our gamers. Unfortunately she was Kathleen's cousin....you know, that lady from Hooters in Amarillo, Texas who had asked us if we knew Carol. Not only that, she AND Tammy were standing a few feet behind Carol?! Also the one we helped out with the tire problem earlier that year. Oh crud.
This is when Carol said she had been telling Kathleen about the games everyone had been playing and of course, us doubling up as DM's. And if you're wondering, we'd have up to twenty students playing, each playing two characters each at the schools library, so we were darn busy as DM's when the party would decide to split off. Something they learned REAL QUICK not to. Once we got to DM'ing, that meant going home real quick on a weekend to get our figures, books, etc. And that lead us to buying, painting more figures and monsters. And we'd try to have a smaller group at our place or someones place also once a month. Yeah, it seemed like we had a monkey on our back, but one we were happy with because a couple of times we found flaws in our modules, but only when they were being played. Figured this was positive feedback and would help polish our modules when we presented them to Gold Coast. This was when Carol introduced them to us, saying Kathleen was her cousin and here for a quick visit after spending some time with relatives. Then it was, she had to see her professor for about twenty minutes on an assignment of hers and maybe the four of you could talk about the D&D games you've played....and by the way, both play once a month with their friends in Amarillo and have a lot of D&D stuff at their place.
Kathleen: oh yes, we'd be glad to talk with these two about games. Tammy: why, Carol's talked so much about you two, it's like we already know you....then both smiled at us. Me and Aaron: gulping like fish out of water. Then Tammy wanted to know why we had lied to them about not knowing Carol, but I said you were told that with so many students at school.....and you BOTH assumed we didn't, so that's NOT our fault. Kathleen: my God, will you listen to him? They're BOTH more sneakier than ANY woman OR politician I've ever met or heard of. They could tie Machiavelli into a mumbling idiot with their misdirection. Tammy: you're right.....after all, who EVER heard a guy giving out wrong phone numbers AND addresses? Crud. Quite honestly, neither of us thought they would call us as we thought our being together like we had would be a one time thing. This was when they went in for the kill by sitting next to us as in being any closer, they'd of been in our laps. Kathleen: listen and listen good. We didn't come here looking for you two at first, but being women we have the right to change our minds. Remember that. The other was we had no plans or hopes of even seeing you again either in Amarillo or here. I mean there's what, five thousand plus students here? What are the odds of us actually meeting here like this AND knowing the same person going to school here? Well, Aaron and I looked at each other and he said, she's right. I mean, what are the odds? Of course, they wanted to know what we'd been up to since leaving them a few months ago and we weren't saying a word. But when Tammy brought up that she and Kathleen had headed for her grandfathers ranch a few month ago when it looked like a nuke war was going to happen, we kind of twitched and they noticed. Both were saying my God, you TWO were involved in that and just what were you thinking of? I said we did some things earlier and it went into a tangent we never though of it going to, okay? But it worked out in the end because now north and south Korea are actually talking to each other and allowing some of their families to visit each other in the others country along with North Korea not having any nuke missiles at least for now. Oops. They both just stared at us.
About then Carol shows up, asking how things are going and what did they think of us? Kathleen and Tammy said we were fascinating, telling us about some things, but not in full detail. That's when Carol asks if we'd been telling them about the forth coming module everyone was going to play, but NOT her? Kathleen said don't worry Carol, neither told us anything about the module you and everyone else will be playing soon. We just got tidbits if you will, of what they've been doing the past few months, right Tammy? Tammy: oh yes, nothing but old things and she proceeded to tell Carol about one of our games when we were kids. They had been told about this game when we first met them in Amarillo. Now Aaron and I were REALLY glad to see these two as to put it bluntly, we hadn't had any sex since then. Oh course, part of it was helping the professor and his boyfriend, followed by North Korea, etc. We tried off and on playing in the open, grassy area in hopes of getting girls interested in us, and they were.....as far as playing music was concerned. But getting any of them to go out with us? Forget it. Wait...gotta take that back. We did have two good looking girls who said they would, but it would cost us FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS EACH?! Yeah, they were part time hookers, though they wouldn't of called themselves that. Said they were working as dating escorts and while we may not be that smart, but we're not THAT stupid either. Then it got “better”.
Well the girls had scooted over to give us a little more room and next thing I know is someone's got their arms around my neck while saying darling, I am SO SORRY for the things I said. I was having a very bad day and will you ever forgive me? I know you will, won't you darling? Then I'm kind of turned around and having a hard time breathing and realize two things: it's Annabelle and my face is shoved between her breasts! Later, found that Ginger was doing and basically saying the same thing to Aaron. We're trying to get some air, something neither of us would of thought doing before and that's when Kathleen said just who are you girls and Aaron was able to get out the words them's them and that's when it started between the four of them.
Kathleen gets up, then says to Annabelle, just who the h*ll are you, what the h*ll do you think you're trying to do to our friends and get your hands off of him. Annabelle actually sniffed, then said you're kind of old to be going to school aren't you....or is it because you need an actual education other than one gets from working the pole at some seedy topless bar?! Oh God....the fight was on. Kathleen vs Annabelle while Tammy and Ginger went at each other. What WAS interesting was seeing buttons popping, but unfortunately, all we got to see was their bras which was still quite impressive and each lost some hair. Annabelle got a black eye and while Tammy did too, but after maybe four minutes or so, Annabelle and Ginger were on their backs crying out they gave up to Kathleen and Tammy. Of course, there was a BIG crowd which had quickly gathered, some of which had been recording with their phones. Kathleen said there's two things you girls better learn and remember: be NICE to your “elders” otherwise you'll get another can of whoop a$$. Second is you have NO idea what you threw away when you dumped these two MEN. If you two EVER come sniffing around them again, I will have my cousin Carol call me and I will PERSONALLY track you both down and beat the livin' sh*t out of you....do you understand? They did, but when Kathleen and Tammy turned around to look for us, we were out of sight.
Tammy said you don't think they....and that's when Carol said we were under the table and we sheepishly crawled out when they said Clark and Kent, come out of there. Carol couldn't understand why Kathleen and Tammy had gone after Annabelle and Ginger like they did because we were just us, nothing special unless it's their D&D games. Kathleen said they've both known girls like those two. The kind that like going with bad boys, but take special delight in tormenting and destroying good men. Nothing makes them happier than to rip out a mans heart with a dull rubber knife and after tossing it into a blender, hit puree. Then laugh about it afterwards. While they were talking, they got busy tying the bottoms of their shirts into knots which covered their bras, (rats) but left their belly's exposed. (oh yeah!) Believe me, we weren't the only males looking. Annabelle and Ginger stagger away with Carol saying wow Kathleen, I thought I'd NEVER see those two rich b*tches get their comeuppance. You wouldn't believe the amount of stuff they and their little click started doing since coming here last year. But then there's karma because not only did they have unexplained things happen to them in their dorm rooms like they were haunted, but would you believe it, EVERY ONE of their boyfriends got REALLY beat up. You know, the type of school jocks who now USED TO come here with everyone talking about how they were all going to become professional football players possibly by this year, next year max. Kathleen and Tammy turned to look at us and all we did was raise our arms and hands up and turn our heads towards our shoulders like gee, we have NO idea what she's talking about. They in turn, just smiled at us. That's when Carol said she'd be glad to go with them back to their motel, but she had a class starting in about twenty minutes or so and hoped they understood. They did and when Carol left, they just looked at us with Tammy saying to Aaron, well? Aaron says well what....I mean, we didn't expect us to meet again, not that we're not glad to see you again. That's when I told Aaron we needed to get our stuff together, so he turns to help me with Kathleen saying to Tammy, we should know by now that they're not going to talk about it and no doubt they'll be coming up with those “would you believe” lines again. Tammy agreed. And that's how Clark and Kent became my and Aaron's nicknames by these two instead of double ugly and short round.
When we were done getting our stuff together, each of them hooked an arm in one of ours with Tammy saying now that we've caught these two slippery leprechauns, they're not getting away at least for a little bit. Now Aaron and I were actually happy to see them and of course we were thinking....not that it happened. Went to Kathleen's rental car, then to their motel where they shared a room. They asked us not to disappear as they had missed us and wanted to know what we'd been up to with our modules as they knew we wouldn't talk about our other business as they put it. Aaron and I agree, but later on we realized the girls didn't quite trust us because while Kathleen was in the bathroom, Tammy stayed to talk with us even though there was enough room in the bathroom for both of them to change at the same time. Sneaky, sneaky, sneaky. After changing their blouses, asked if we knew any good place to eat especially pizza, as they had a craving for it. Aaron looked at me, I nodded and he says oh yeah, we know a really great place at which point I said if you don't mind, can we take the nothingness so we'll get there quicker? They had no problem with this and from a walls shadow, we escorted the girls to the pizza place....which was in Rome, Italy. They kind of picked that up quick when they saw all the Italian signs, then a Italian policeman walking by who whistled at the girls. Got two large pizza's one with everything on it, the other no onions & green onions as I don't like eating them cooked. From there, we ended up back at our place because there really wasn't place to eat it in comfort in their motel room. All I asked was they didn't look outside to see the area where we lived and they said okay. But Aaron said forget it, as all they have to do is ask Carol who's been over here more than once. I made a quick trip to Germany so the girls could have cold beers to drink with their pizza, you know, the ones they liked while we had our customary tea.
So we're all kicking back munching away on pizza, then there's a knock on our door....it was Mrs. Hernandez, our landlady. Without thinking, Aaron automatically invites her in and offers her some pizza which you could definitely smell. She not only accepted, but sat down at our kitchen table, while also accepting a beer. She said it was good beer and great pizza. She hated asking us for help while we had company, but her oldest son was coming out tomorrow to work on a washer and dryer that weren't working in her laundromat....could we move them from the wall, then turn them over so he could start working on them asap when he got there. He would normally do this himself, but he hurt his back the other day. We said no problem and we'd have it done before the day was over and when they were fixed, we'd put them back in place for him. That's when we had forgotten to introduce her to Kathleen and Tammy, which I did and apologized for not doing it earlier as it had been a kind of unusual day for us. She said she understood, but then commented how there was less and less gang graffiti in the neighborhood and none on her apartment complex walls since I had dealt with those gang bangers trying to get Maria to join their gang. This was NOT something NEITHER of us wanted brought out into the open with the girls being here. I offered Mrs. Hernandez another piece of pizza in hoping she'd get to eating it, but she hadn't finished the first one yet....and that's when Kathleen and Tammy both started jabbering away at her in Spanish?! Oh boy. -------------------------------- 28 is between 2 and 4 pages. This is because I'm not sure what I'll keep and as normal if/when I think of something, I just get to writing it ignoring the other stuff I had been writing. And no idea when 28 will be ready.
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Post by texican on Jan 9, 2019 2:19:27 GMT -6
She said she understood, but then commented how there was less and less gang graffiti in the neighborhood and none on her apartment complex walls since I had dealt with those gang bangers trying to get Maria to join their gang. This was NOT something NEITHER of us wanted brought out into the open with the girls being here. I offered Mrs. Hernandez another piece of pizza in hoping she'd get to eating it, but she hadn't finished the first one yet....and that's when Kathleen and Tammy both started jabbering away at her in Spanish?! Oh boy.
WillC,
The boys just can't catch a break with the females....
Thanks for the chapter at 1 am....
Texican....
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Post by gipsy on Jan 9, 2019 9:03:43 GMT -6
Can't live with um, can't live without um
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Post by texican on Jan 11, 2019 2:09:38 GMT -6
Willc,
It has been just over 24 hours and no new chapter on the boys....
Got us crying for Moar....
Texican...
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Post by willc453 on Jan 11, 2019 4:41:40 GMT -6
Well, 28 is 6 pages and as for chum, guess who's back in the boys lives? How about Agents Peabody & Charmin? And of course, a bit about Maria & the gangbangers. Also Carol, Kathleen & Tammy are in it too. It's 02:40 here and thought of some things to put down, one of them being maybe a couple of chapters down the road.
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Post by texican on Jan 11, 2019 13:17:37 GMT -6
Well, 28 is 6 pages and as for chum, guess who's back in the boys lives? How about Agents Peabody & Charmin? And of course, a bit about Maria & the gangbangers. Also Carol, Kathleen & Tammy are in it too. It's 02:40 here and thought of some things to put down, one of them being maybe a couple of chapters down the road. WillC, Thanks for the update at 5 am in the morning.... Another chapter coming with more young ladies in the mix plus gangbangers to deal with just how could ask for Moar.... The Moar Hounds could.... Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Jan 11, 2019 22:27:07 GMT -6
The Shadow Chapter 28 Well, the three of them jabbered among themselves for a good three minutes, then Mrs. Hernandez said she had to leave and it was nice to meet these friends of ours. She took two more slices of pizza which we put on a paper plate and no sooner does she leave, Carol's knocking on the door saying her last class was canceled because her professor had morning sickness. Once inside, she heads for the pizza because she knows if the food is out in the open at our place, anyone from school who visits knows it's there to be eaten. Now out of habit, I had already put the pizza on two large serving platters (courtesy of Harrison's house party awhile back) with the boxes that had Italian words printed all over them into the nothingness. Carol's kind of skinny, but says she's got a high metabolism, something I wish I had. I mean, I even smell a doughnut I think I gain a few pounds. And right off the bat she asks the girls where was this pizza place at because THEY wouldn't tell her or anyone else where it was at. The girls smiled, looked at us then said would you believe Rome, Italy?! Carol says fine, be that way and don't tell me. Believe me, we've all been looking for this place for the past few months and STILL can't find it. Two of our gamer guys even looked thru the apartments dumpster trying to find the pizza boxes to no avail. Thing is, we had already talked it over. That is, about receipts and things we had bought in other states and stores. Chuck it into a bit of nothingness and at night, it was real easy to have that volcano burn everything up. Now Carol had tried calling Kathleen, but her phone was low on charge so she decided to come to our place to see if her figures were ready even though we said they wouldn't be until the coming Sunday. Aaron told her we had finished the last of them yesterday, then went to get them. We had bought two, four foot collapsible tables from Home Depot, with one in each of our bedrooms because if we had them in the livingroom, it would have been really crowded. The two office chairs we got for free from school simply because they were a bit worn, not that we cared. All three girls kind of gasped when they saw them, then Tammy said it was amazing work and how did we do it. Aaron explained he'd use modified dental picks (for free from dentists who had no further use for them) for example, to really bring out the detail so it would take my painting and high lighting of the figure better. When asked what they cost, I told them we charge fifteen dollars per figure (supply and demand) and the customer provides the figure(s). They've been coated with several light coats of flat shellac so they can be handled and used in games for at least a year. That's when I told Carol because this was our first really big order, we though we'd give you something a little extra for your money and went to my bedroom. What neither of us expected was Kathleen and Tammy following me, with Tammy peeking into Aarons bedroom, with Aaron following her. Both were kind of shocked at the amount of figures we had in our different sizes of the metal parts drawers which Aaron had neatly labeled. When asked how many figures did we have, we came up with a figure of something like three thousand plus, the majority which were monsters, the others being NPC's we'd use in our games. They wanted to know how we had amassed so many figures, with Aaron saying we started collecting them in junior high school and bit by bit, it kind of grew in size. It helped when some of our friends got out of playing D&D and would sell their figures and monsters really cheap or sometimes, just give them to us. Once again keep it simple, keep it believable and since they never asked if we had gotten any from Ebay, etc..... Got the binder I was looking for, while Tammy stayed with Aaron for a bit to look over his work bench and figures he had there. When Tammy and Aaron came back to the livingroom, Carol told the two girls that our set up was pretty impressive wasn't it? They agreed. Said we thought we'd do something a little different for you, but this is a ONE time thing you understand and for you ONLY. She did. Then gave her the seventeen drawings that Aaron done with me doing the coloring, with each one done on a 8x11 inch sheet of paper and in its own protective sheet and comic book cardboard sheet behind it. They were all female characters which is what Carol always played and Aaron said if you look at the back side of each one, we gave them names....not that you have to use them of course. There was Karsa Orlong (dwarven fighter), Alanna (elven fighter), Ofelia (human fighter), Kvothe (elven bard), Jareth (human illusionist), Korra (half elf assasin), San (human druid), Tememraire (elven thief), Moiraine Damodred (human magic user), Steerpike (halfling thief), Cimorene (elven cleric), Moon Shadow (human druid), Mounshroud (cleric), Anomander Rake (elven paladin), Sabriel (human paladin), Granny Weatherwax (human druid), Locke Lamora (halfling fighter). We signed the front of the drawings as double ugly and short round along with the month and year. Carol started mumbling how fantastic, etc. they were, thanking us and asked us if there was anything she could do in some small way to pay us for these unexpected and fantastic drawings. I said we're not cheap, but we can be had....how about a regular pizza for Aaron and a square pan one for me from Little Ceaser's next time we game here? She couldn't get the word done out of her mouth quick enough, then made her first monthly down payment for the figures, something which we had agreed on earlier. Well, we're all kicking back munching on the last of the pizza talking about some of the adventures our characters have gone thru when there's ANOTHER knock on the door, which I answered this time. How about Agents Peabody and Charmin?! She said she was sorry they were visiting so late in the day, but they had some unfinished business to do here and was Aaron also here as they wanted all of this to be finished at one time instead of having to come back a second time. Now I'm wondering what kind of dirt or suspicions they might have, but called out to Aaron to say I needed to see him. Yeah, he went into kind of a shocked stance for a bit. That's when Agent Peabody looked at Charmin and said your turn and he looked like he was biting into the most bitter lemon ever to be tasted and says I'm sorry for calling you mutant terrorists. Well, neither of us understood what he said because he said it so low and that's when Agent Peabody said say it again but this time I, like these two, want to hear it loud and clear...do you understand me? This is when he said I'm sorry for calling you mutant terrorists, thing is he was saying it, but his eyes were saying something else and we figured this wasn't over between him and us. Then Agent Peabody said that we were sure to have heard about Professor Jorgenson and we both simply nodded. Then I asked would she tell us what he was guilty of, I mean was it dealing drugs or something? She said no, but that he and possibly his significant other had been mutated earlier last year. Noted she said nothing about the law suits being filed against the various government agencies for violating a lot of peoples constitutional rights and the formerly secret Mutant Terrorist Act. She then asked if we had come up with any new ideas about the mutants as it had been quite awhile since she had heard anything from us about this. That's when Aaron came up with a new one....how about maybe Agent Sherman was right in one way, but wrong in another? What if being around these mutants, the mutants leave some sort of scent on the people around them? That's when Agent Charmin snorted and said what, leave a scent like a skunk....why, that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard of. I said no, think about it...how many times have you worked on a case and had a hunch about something and no actual facts to back up your hunch, but you followed your hunch anyway? And out of curiosity, what were YOU TWO doing on the day so many people got changed? Agent Peabody's face got REAL serious as this was something that maybe people in the government hadn't thought of? Aaron said yeah, what if either or both of you were changed and in order to avoid suspicion by the government, are heck bent on flushing out other so called “mutant terrorists”....or maybe even helping them hide? You know, like those people robbing all those banks we keep hearing about on the news. That's when Aaron pulled me from the door and closed it in their faces! The problem we now had was the three girls hearing all of this and Aaron closing the door in the agents faces. I turned to Carol, saying would you believe those people? Just because we were on a plane coming back from taking care of my grandma's dogs while she was in the hospital for a bit, the FBI thought we were those mutant terrorists we've seen so much about on tv or the internet. Carol said she could believe it as more than one student at school had also been interviewed by either the FBI or Homeland Security and seeing Professor Jorgenson being chased by a bunch of them....and suddenly disappearing right out in the open? That was REALLY scary because I saw him disappear that day and if you want, check out the Youtube and Facebook videos on that. When you think about it, those mutants ARE kind of scary, though I think those guys known as Superman and The Flash are kind of cute looking for older men. But has anyone noticed there seem to be very few women superhero's? I mean, what happened to that girl who appeared to be floating in the air inside that airplane that was in flight at the time? Now I think I wrote about how Aaron and I had downloaded a lot of music from Youtube that we had in different categories like country and western (old and some recent stuff), classical, etc. One of them being various movie and tv soundtracks like from the different Batman movies or Hawaii Five O. Now Aaron had chosen that bit of music to play as background music as we ate our pizzas and right then the X Files theme started playing which made all of us kind of jump upon hearing it. That's when I laughed, saying talk about timing with everyone also then laughing.....until the Twilight Zone theme started playing. I said enough of this, let's find something else, with everyone agreeing and some how instead of going to rock and roll, music selection got skipped a few tunes to play the beginning of The Outer Limits?! Finally got it to what I wanted, with the girls liking our selection of rock and roll. Well, the pizza was gone and maybe thirty minutes later, Carol said she had to take off, thanking us profusely for the drawings, saying she'd see them (meaning Kathleen and Tammy) tomorrow and us in a couple of weeks for our game here. We agreed we had enough of rock n roll, so Aaron switched it to classical and this was when they looked at us with Tammy saying my, my, my...you two have been busy, rescuing damsels in distress left and right. Why the way you two act, it's like you're lawful paladins. Aaron said sorry, but would you believe we had to sell our war horses to the glue factory and our armor and weapons had to be pawned? We did this to help Little Red Riding Hood who kept having trouble with some big, bad wolf. The girls groaned hearing this and once again wanted to know why we wouldn't even talk about simple things like helping people. Aaron looked at me and I said I'll tell you about Maria this ONE time and NEVER ask again because it makes us sound like we're tooting our own horns. You know, being egotistical. They said okay. In an earlier entry, told you about our landlady Mrs. Hernandez and her husband Jesus. After decades of hard work and saving their money, they had bought this apartment complex that we were living in. Thing is, when they bought it the area had been going downhill for quite awhile, but it was what they could afford to buy and of course, fix up. Now there were sixteen apartments making up the complex and yes, when they first bought it, they had to deal with deadbeats not paying their rent on time and when they were eventually evicted, they always trashed the place which is one reason they required a security deposit along with two months rent up front before moving in. Because of the neighborhood, rent there was a bit cheaper which is why we moved there. We found her place via an ad on Craigslist. We THOUGHT we had enough money but on our way to getting to the college, we blew THREE tires. They were cheap recaps of course and there went our cash safety cushion. But Mrs. Hernandez being the lady she is, let us slide on the two months deposit and let us pay her a little bit at a time towards it each month. You may wonder how did Aaron and I became neighborhood vigilantes. Well, it all started because of a fourteen year old girl named Maria. I've written about Mrs. Hernandez, our landlady and Maria was her niece who is very pretty. Thing is, while she was pretty, it was her eyes that showed how much full of life she was and when she talked, her hands would float around like butterflies in a heavy breeze while talking. But she was also as Mrs. Hernandez said, a good Catholic girl which meant she wasn't hanging around gang bangers because she wanted to be a veterinarian. And that was the problem as several street gangs wanted her to be one of theirs which ALWAYS ended up with the girl being pregnant, often with a lot of kids and of course, no husband. And let's not forget the mandatory tattoo's showing what street gang she belong to. It was in the evening and returning from my daily jog as I wanted actual exercise instead of running on a tread mill at the local 24/7 gym when I hear Mrs. Hernandez saying something. Thing is, I could tell she was angry, so of course I went to see what was wrong and help her if possible. There were six of them.....the Barrio's as they called themselves, Maria was crying as she was in the middle of them and Mrs. Hernandez tried reaching out to Maria to get her away from them, but they laughed and pushed her back. This was when I told Maria to get behind me, who then broke free of the gang bangers and ran to hide behind my back. Mrs. Hernandez said the police would be there soon, but I told her no policia and to go back inside her apartment. She didn't want to do this of course, but I told her a good thing was going to happen to these bad people and I did not want any witnesses. Mrs. Hernandez asked if I would keep Maria safe and I told her with my life. Told Maria to hide her face in my back as I didn't want her to see something bad happen and of course, the Barrio's saying they owned the four blocks around here and it's about time this n*gger (meaning me) started paying for mandatory protection services or else....and pulled out knives. I said, well golly and gee whiz, I'm sure glad I'm not one of these n*ggers you're talking about, then simply dropped them into the nothingness because they were in the shadow of the apartment building. Then said ondelay, ondelay followed by hasta la vista baby....you know, trying to do Arnold's accent in his Terminator movie. About a minute later, told Maria it was safe to come out from behind me and go to her aunts apartment. She didn't hesitate, so I went to our place to tell Aaron what had happened. As to those guys, there's a few road bridges over some rivers and streams in the area. Simply dropped them from the lower bridges....you know, about twenty to thirty feet above the water. Sometimes we couldn't stop the “graffiti” artists or gangbangers marking “their territory” because of the number of possible witnesses. But once they were alone while walking down some alley or in the shadow of a home or building.... Then of course, we expanded our anti-gang banger operations later on. The girls thanked us for telling them and that they wouldn't ask again about something like this. Well, they were ready to get back to their motel which was no problem, but then Aaron whispered one word to me as the girls left their bathroom. I replied do you think they'll.....and the Kathleen heard me. So the four of us are in their room and both of us are kind of shuffling our feet when I said well, having you two back in our lives like this was totally unexpected an...an...an. Tammy and Kathleen both smile, with Tammy saying an...an...an what? That's when I blurted out if they'd would consider going on a date with us, you know, some time in the future? They look at each other, Kathleen saying we would, but.....and our stomachs dropped down to our toe nails when she said that. But she followed that up with, we don't have your phone numbers. We couldn't give them to them fast enough. But we told them as much as we'd like, it might not be an every Friday or weekend thing because of school, we're working part time Monday thru Wednesday and of course.... We were kind of shocked when they said yes, but then asked us if we would consider coming out to run a D&D game for their group in a couple of weeks. Of course, we said yes, if we can and the four of us talked it over as to what type of game did they wanted, the experience level and class of everyones characters. They were also bluntly told that when it came to playing, we NEVER show any favoritism which meant if they or their friends characters got stupid or careless, they died. Period. They accepted this and would tell their friends ahead of time. Now we hadn't worked with the FBI in catching their ten most wanted people in a few months and thought we'd grab a few of them as we had been spending money willy nilly, you know for Hacker, Professor Jorgenson, etc. I know, I know...we hadn't even made a dent in the money we had gotten from our earlier captures not to mention the money gotten for returning those FBI and Homeland Security people from the nothingness. But again, we didn't want to be like those lottery winners who blew all their winnings within a couple of years and besides, everyone knows it's a lot easier to spend money than make it. Now Professor Jorgenson and Louis couldn't stay at Disney World forever. They had NO interest in going back to their place now and the owner of their apartment complex reached a settlement with the government about damages to his property. Not only did they never get one thin dime out of this, any stuff of value that we had to leave behind when we took them to Disney World was taken by the landlord! I figured fair was fair, so when he returned one afternoon to his large, three bedroom apartment, he and his family found EVERYTHING in their place was gone including ALL furnishings such as the bathtub, cabinets, clothing, games, computers, etc. which I took to the nothingness. With the fixtures for water in the bathroom and kitchen gone, his place got flooded. The professor and Louis were happy in getting some of their stuff back, but not that they got their clothes and things like that. As to the furniture, clothing, etc., we gave that to UCP which is United Cerebral Palsley, a thrift store we had shopped at before. Hacker got their two computers, monitors and thumb drives. We kept their Xbox One along with all the games for it and of course, ended up buying another one, an expense we hadn't figured on. We also kept the two lap tops after Hacker going thru them for us. These we used in our D&D games later on. Think it was on the ninth day, I called out to them from under their hotel supplied table. They were happy to hear and see us again, but were wondering what they would do next. I mean, they couldn't stay there forever you know. Now Aaron and I had been talking about what could of happened to them if we hadn't helped them and wondered how many others had been snatched by the feds.....and still hadn't been released or the government even admitting they had these people. You know, under what people call black operations. All of this sounded worse than what happened to Japanese Americans during World War Two and NOT something that grandfather died for. So we told them our thoughts, then had them buy a class A motorhome so their car they had bought earlier, could be towed. After their stay at Disney World, they started checking Craigslist in different states and cities for homes to buy. Yes, HOMES, not A home. We remembered how the Marquis (French Resistance) did their best to get Allied air crews back to England, Spain and in some cases, to Switzerland during World War Two and out of the hands of the Germans. What we wanted was safe houses if you will, where those changed and being pursued by the government would have a place of refuge. Later on, word got passed to others changed in other countries and they ended up coming to America, many with families. Between the beginning of our second year in school and a good part of the third year, we bought over three dozen homes, plus eight apartment complex's. The homes were mainly used by those with families, while single people like us, got the apartments. And when the regular people left those apartments, we didn't rent them out, but left them empty and fully stocked with food, bedding, etc. for the next changed person to live there. Then they had to have money most of the time to tide them over until they got a job and in more than one case, learn to speak English. Thing is, there was NO trouble or friction with or between ANY of these people simply because they KNEW more than one of them had escaped possible death from their governments. We were no longer Americans, Brits, etc......we were The Changed Ones as we got to calling each other. We even came up passwords, the first one was from that The Shadow movie from years ago where one person says the sun is sunny and the other person says but the ice is slippery. One of changed people we helped was an accountant who helped us launder our money thru various banks, brokerage firms and other places, something we had no idea how to do. Hacker built him a computer so he could work from home. Now with the girls agreeing to go on dates with us, it wasn't till several weeks later that we asked if they'd like to go on a picnic, an invitation they accepted. We made our usual fried chicken, potato and macaroni salad, but because the girls worked at Hooters, we figured they'd be tired of that, so we made a couple of twelve inch style Port of Sub sandwiches after making sure we knew what they liked sandwich wise. Their German beer and our tea went into a medium size cooler, while the food, paper plates and real (not plastic) utensils went into our picnic basket. Now the weather was starting to rain and or snow on a regular basis, but we found a really nice picnic area we had scouted ahead of time in Florida. It was also the first time we saw a REAL alligator which was kind of neat, but also a bit scary. They loved our picnic, with us getting some REAL smooches. As to their D&D game, we couldn't make the first couple of them because of either work, school or “other business” as we put it and they understood what we meant by that. Then we had several of “our” FBI agents leave a note on our money, asking if our organization would be interested in working capturing people wanted by Interpol? We left a computer printed reply of $? when we dropped off a couple more of their ten most wanted in different cells of theirs. We couldn't believe their reply....how about NOTHING?! Of course, “our” agents had NOTHING to do with this and said so on the FBI's note. That higher ups, the director and head of Interpol thought we should do this for free as since we were an international organization, “it was our duty to make the world safer for everyone thru out the world”?! A couple of years ago, Interpol's yearly budget was OVER one hundred forty-five MILLION dollars! And they wanted us to do this for free?! No way, Jose. Instead, we left notes with “our” agents, saying we would reply in two days. We got busy finding who was the head of Interpol and on evening of the second day when he was gone for the day, first thing I did was bust a couple of his office windows, then put a foot of fresh, genuine and liquidly Texan cow poo and pee everywhere. His people heard noise and unfortuneately opened his door at which time it started flowing out into his secretaries office. They quickly closed the door before more damage was done. None of this was made public with us settling for seven hundred and fifty thousand dollars per person after a few exchanging of notes via “our” agents, with us dropping Interpol's wanted people in various cells in England, Germany, France and Israel. We also ended up using abandoned military aircraft hangers here in the U.S. and in England to expedite our pay. This time, NOBODY got stupid and tried bugging our money, though after awhile from time to time, we started having them pay us off in gold coins like Krugerrand's and silver coins on the advice of our accountant who worried about inflation not only here in the U.S., but other countries. And from one of The Changed Ones, we learned about prepping, something I'll mention later on. And yes, we checked the price of gold or silver on the day we dropped one of the wanted into a cell and weighed the gold. We were NOT short changed. Had a four day weekend for Thanksgiving and a little over a week off from school for Christmas. Our folks wanted us to be there with them, but couldn't because we had to work the day before Thanksgiving at the book depository. Everyone at worked kicked in something to eat and when Mrs. Hernandez was told why and what we were cooking, she kicked in some stuff of her own....though to be honest, not all of her stuff got eaten at work. Yeah, we kept some of it for ourselves though we didn't eat any of her stuff during lunch at work which we figured was only fair. Now a lot of students were like us before we got changed....just making it best as we could money wise, working a full or part time job or really scrapping by because they were going to school full time unlike us, with their parents struggling at times to get them money needed for their classes, books and of course, food. For them, it was actually a treat to have a few bucks stashed away and being able to “blow” eight dollars for a meal at Scoopers or some pizza place. We hired two caterers to cook twenty-five turkeys with and without dressing, a hundred chicken breasts, LOTS of salad, fifty cases of soda pop, water, several different types of tea along with everything else that goes with a Thanksgiving dinner. We posted notices about this free meal all over the campus and at eleven am, the open area outside the cafeteria area was jammed with caterers, their food, tables, chairs, etc. and of course, about two hundred students. And if wondering, we used our voice alternators when we called the dean. Said we remember what it's like to be away from home during the holidays and would like to give those students a free meal, giving him the names of the two caterers who never did say who was paying for all of this. The Dean agreed when we also told him we were the ones who supplied the Chinese musical instruments for their music department. But then mouths get shut real tight when you're given the estimate for this and us simply pulling out our rolls of hundreds and paying for everything right then and there for all this stuff. There was more than enough food for everyone and of course, when the caterers said if everyone was done eating, they were invited to take ONE paper plate of food back to their rooms. There was NO food or drink left over, including paper plates and utensils. A little over two hundred students showed up, including us. That bit about 3 blown tires is a true one. I was stationed at March AFB, Calif. while brother was stationed at 29 Palms at the same time. Both of us visited Dad and our youngest brother at the same time which was in Homestead, Florida. This was also a first for all of us and unfortuneately, never been repeated. He had gone to Camp Lejeune, North Carolina for additional schooling. Drove his Camero to North Carolina, then to Dads with me splitting the cost of fuel getting back to California. Each took turns driving back. He had 4 new recaps bought in North Carolina and 3 blew and there went our money. Fortunately, he had his payroll records with him and able to get a pay advance from the army's Fort Huachuca, Arizona base. Since then, we have NEVER bought another recapped tire for our vehicles. I haven't started chapter 29, so no idea when that'll be ready but do have some ideas. Just gotta make sense of them, along with when/where/how this all happens. Now you all know how the boys like listening to music and since being changed, have started going to different countries and have come to appreciate “musical cultural differences”. Hope you like this one.....I sure did. www.youtube.com/watch?v=HDLLXUaqZxg
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Post by texican on Jan 12, 2019 1:22:42 GMT -6
WillC,
Thanks for the long chapter....
Seems like the boys may get lucky with the two Hooters gals in the near future....
Texican....
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Post by willc453 on Jan 18, 2019 2:28:15 GMT -6
The Shadow Chapter 29
As for Christmas, it was great with Aaron and I visiting not only our families, but taking the girls to Tokyo Disneyland for two days. Not that we got room there as there was no need to when we could return to our places at the end of each day. As Ben Franklin said, a penny saved, is a penny earned. Now if wondering, we didn't stay over night with them if you understand what I'm saying. Oh yeah, we WANTED to but we didn't want to cheapen our budding relationship with them as in sex being something like you're hungry or in this case, we're horny, let's have sex. To be honest, we were waiting for the girls to give us a signal when the time and mood was right. We were just getting into the holding hands stage of our relationships so to speak. Of course then there was our folks, ESPECIALLY our moms who wanted to know why we couldn't be there two days earlier. If we had thought about it ahead of time, we would have been prepared, but.... So we fessed up, saying we were going on a date with two girls at a nearby theme park which was going cover those two days. Which WAS true, right? I mean with our abilities, EVERYTHING in the entire world was near by. Oh boy, talk about a can of worms being opened as they wanted to not only know who these girls were, but also WHEN were we going to bring them home so everyone could meet them?! And they weren't happy since this was the first we had ever mentioned them even though we had been calling and talking with everyone once a month. I said Ma, we're going on a date so it's not like we're going to elope and get married okay? And when we got home, they wanted to see photos of us and the girls at this theme park. But we were ready for that one by saying would you believe we forgot to bring a camera? They groaned and said they'd probably be a hundred years old before they ever got grandkids from us. As for Christmas gifts, we got clothes. Since we had been calling home every month, we knew what our brothers and sisters were in to, so we got them fifty dollar gift cards good at various stores. Yeah, we could of given them larger amounts but remember, everyone thought we were working part time at that book distribution center. But our moms..... well, they actually cried when we gave them those silver candle stick holders. You know, the ones we got from Harrison's place. We got a bunch of MAJOR mom hugs out of that one. Thing is, they never said anything about how could afford something like this. Now with us having lost weight the one plus year using our abilities, moms did a lot of clucking and did the best to fatten us up while we were there.
Now things were going really good for us and we finally got to DM one of the girls games....and everyone got major shock when they found out how thorough we were when it came to DM'ing. W brought our laptops, modules and some monsters the girls didn't have and of course, the NPC's the players could meet. There were five other players, with us giving them the option of playing up to three additional characters. Now of the five players, three were girls and they, along with Kathleen and Tammy took us up on this, while the two guys declined saying they were comfortable with the two they had, even though they had extra experienced characters to use (we LOVE deflating inflated gamer egos). Explained our rules and showed them our critical hits and fumble sheets which was something new to them. They were used to just rolling dice for the additional damage and as to fumbles, why that character just lost the attack, giving the attacker 2, maybe 3 extra attacks or fleeing if it/they wanted to. They laughed at some of the fumbles....until it happened to them. The women were using scantily armored female figures and when one of them fumbled, we rolled and told her that her characters lower part of armor had slipped and was now not only around her ankles, hindering her movement rate, lowering her armor rating, etc.; she was showing her bare behind! The guys roared upon hearing this until later on, one of them fumbled and his helmet got smashed over his head, making him completely blind, but also there was a major plus by the monster in hitting him EVERY time at one hundred percent until he rolled a percentage which he then had to roll that percentage or less to remove his helmet which was now unusable and of course, lowered his armor rating.
The first shock they got was when we asked for and got everyones character sheets with us checking to see what everyone had and was carrying. Four of the players were over loaded weight wise by four hundred pounds. Strength allows you to carry only so much weight unless it's a magical item and those are usually reserved for weapons or jewelry such as rings, bracelets, etc. One of the guys had TWO HUNDRED ARROWS? Not only that, he had only ONE quiver to carry them all? While they all had fifty to one hundred feet of rope and spikes, NONE had ordinary hammers except the two clerics which slowed things down quite a bit and of course, these were not your ordinary size hammers either. Rope and the spikes were used to either climb something, lower themselves down something and the spikes could be used to secure a door from being opened. The good thing about them being over weight equipment wise was they did have a stronghold to leave the excess equipment behind. And we've always kept track of things used. Like that ranger who had so many arrows in the beginning....he was going to shoot some goblins from a distance until Aaron asked what arrows are you using, to which the ranger replied “why the ones I brought with me of course”. Major shock when told he'd used them up and we showed him and everyone EVERY arrow that not only he, but some of the other players had used against monsters. Suddenly there was no more shooting willy nilly and they started retrieving arrows from dead monsters, though not always with success.
Two of the clerics had six vials of holy water and twelve health potions each....but failed to put down there was any padding around either all of them or individually. Boy, were they ticked when they found a total of nine of them had broken after melee was over with. Now the party was starting to hurt. And of course, there were those flasks of oil which are normally used as Molotov cocktails, with at least one being broken in everyone's pack during melee....and making their backs and its contents soaked in oil and VERY flammable. Now they did have some unlucky wandering monster rolls, but they were able to deal with it....because of this, they had to take a different direction, so they couldn't continue using the map they had with them. Not that the map gave details on everything of course, because this was one we had made up and given to them. Ours was the complete map naturally. This meant they had to wander trying to figure out the best way to go, which took longer and using more of their food supplies. They did survive exploring our dungeon (which was actually a small castle on a hill with several sub levels below it), BUT when it came time to head home, congratulate each other, etc.....they ran out of food?! More howls about this till we showed them the number of days worth of food they started with and had been using each day.
Fortunately there were streams, creeks and one river so they could resupply on water. None had thought to play a druid, one who's in tune with nature along with being able to identify eatable plants and berries, where animals will nest, etc. We had over two dozen plants that were edible and many had berries. Unfortunately, one character got diarrhea which lowered not only their health, but movement, etc. The other got a case of severe vomiting. So now, it was decided they would go hunting with other members staying behind to protect their packs and the weakened party members. A stag almost killed them as the party was made up of fighters, thieves, magic users and clerics. NO ONE had ever had to hunt for food while adventuring. They managed to kill a large stag who was protecting his does, but one was injured in killing it. Remember, with a severe amount of arrows available, they had to make and use spears made in camp while resting. Now the game was SUPPOSE to last between two and three hours, instead it was just over six. They really earned the loot and experience points and gave all of them a different perspective on REALALISTIC D&D adventuring.
Everyone (including the girls) asked if they could have a copy of our critical hit and fumble tables and we said no problem. Aaron gave them to Tammy, then surprised them both when I gave them all the paperwork on our module along with a dozen different shops with background info on the owners in case they wanted to use it in their town. They did. It was no problem for us because we had gotten into scanning our modules and all D&D related paperwork via our computer scanner, then putting them on thumb drives just in case something happened to our paper copies. This was something we hadn't thought of until Hacker suggested it. Asked if we could run another game next month, but told them we were kind of busy and this was the first time we had a chance to play here. The girls looked at each other and then us, because once again we hadn't lied. It was the first time we'd played in Amarillo. As the other players left, they wanted copies of the critical hit and fumble tables which the girls said no problem, but everything else they were keeping to themselves to use in future games. We got a lot of positive comments about our figures and monsters, but they went back home with us.
Now while playing, some pizza, a lot of chips, etc. were devoured but afterwards, the four of us were hungry for real food. Now Aaron wanted the Brits fish and chips with the girls willing to try it, while I wanted a couple of German sausages which we quickly got via the nothingness and ate at their place. Well, Kathleen and I are eating at their coffee table in the livingroom while Aaron and Tammy were eating at the kitchen table. Some how we ended up “alone” with each of them which made us happy because we were spending time “alone” with them. Well, all good things must end and when Kathleen said it was getting late and it was a long way for us to get back home, knew that was our cue to leave....until she said unless I wanted to spend the night?! Bobble head time again, but this time there was no rush for the bedrooms. I say bedrooms because Aaron also got asked if he wanted to spend the night by Tammy.
The next morning we went home to shower and change clothes because the girls accepted our invitation to have breakfast in Las Vegas at one of the big casinos. Afterwards, the girls played some slot machines which we couldn't because we weren't twenty-one. The bad thing was we got carded and had to leave the casino. Besides, with the money we had, gambling would have been a waste of time for us. So we wandered around downtown Las Vegas, including going to Madame Taussads wax museum which is inside The Venetian, which is well worth going to for a visit. With my camera and tripod, got a lot of photos of us together and separately. My favorite was the one of JFK and his wife when he was President and this was the first time I realized how tall he really was.....or how small Lucille Ball was height wise. Then it was Halo Chief being Aaron and my second choices. The girls went for Brad Pitt and Johnny Depp as Captain Jack Sparrow, while Aaron's first choice was Spiderman. However, NONE of us wanted a photo of Obama and seems some time during the night when the place was closed, it disappeared only to be found floating in Lake Meade by a boater the next day. Unfortunately, there were none of the Clintons.
Then of course, there were the street performers dressed up as various famous people or cartoon figures. Got photos of us with them and didn't realize we should tip them as this was how they made their living. If we didn't have a group or single photo with any of these people, but just as we were walking by them, we didn't tip. We didn't know this until Tammy whispered this bit of info to us. Aaron and I took turns tipping five dollars to these people which we thought was fair, but to the really good ones, it was ten. Took the girls back home after spending basically the day in Las Vegas, then after down-loading all the photos taken onto their computers, we headed headed home with everyone telling each other about a great time we had. And if wondering, the girls bought some souvenirs with their money even though we offered to pay for them, which they refused. And we paid for ours, including stuff for our brothers and sisters. If you're wondering, Hacker wasn't invited to the girls game for two reasons. One, we never thought about it. The other was considering how things blew up in our faces with Annabelle and Ginger, we didn't want anyone to know about Kathleen and Tammy, though our folks did.
Just after we got home, Mrs. Hernandez came over to say she saw two tough looking men knocking on our door yesterday. She asked if she could help them, but they said they were looking for us and did she have any idea when we'd be back. That kind of threw us because we're thinking FBI or Homeland Security, but according to Agent Peabody earlier, we were free and clear of that. Something told her to watch our place along with having some of her tenants do the same and good thing too, because one of them caught the same two as they were opening our apartment door earlier today?! The tenant called out he was calling the police and they couldn't get away from there fast enough to where they ran down the street to a black SUV, but unfortunately no license plate was recorded. We had NO idea who these three might be, but we checked our apartment and nothing was stolen, but we KNEW they or someone had been inside because I had put a small scrap of paper next to the edge of the door frame of our front door when we left via the nothingness the next morning for school and now it was several feet from the door. So these guys were NOT gangbangers hoping for a quick rip off to sell at some pawn shop.
We took off to talk with Hacker about the stuff we'd gotten from Harrison and the others who asked us had we considered our place might be bugged? This was something we had never considered. It took him maybe twenty minutes to get the gear he needed, then we went back to our place where he found SIX bugs aka wire tapping things! Along with our place being bugged, so was our computer which would show EVERY web site we would of been checking out if he hadn't found it. We were lucky that our photos, print-outs of FBI office locations, its ten most wanted, Interpol, etc. were kept either in the nothingness or the light. We were always worried someone might want to know why we had this stuff...we were thinking of Agent Peabody and Charmin before all this new stuff happened. Back at Hackers place, we were all for getting rid of them, but he said no, that'd be the worse thing to do because then whoever placed them there would know we were wise to who ever they were. From Hacker, we went to a place where we got some real small sound and movement activated cameras which we placed inside our place as we needed to know who these people were to begin with. We even put four larger ones on each corner of the apartment complex roof with all of them being powered by some solar panels. Hacker said to go about our daily routine like everything was normal and unaware of the bugs. It took us a couple of days to realize that there were two different vans parked on the street just down from the apartment complex, but nobody EVER got out of them. Apparently they worked twelve hour shifts because when one van took off, the other took its place. Back to Hacker and again, going shopping, but this time for trackers of our own which I placed under both vehicles. Both vans stayed at a local chain motel which was perfect because with Hackers aid, the three of us bugged both motel rooms.
Now we WERE trying to act as if everything was normal, but then Tammy called Aaron who told her that he was sorry, but she had the wrong number. She understood what he wasn't saying and after apologizing, hung up. We checked on them and when they were off work and home, we tossed a piece of paper from under their couch which Kathleen saw and read. They didn't hesitate in going to the bathroom where the four of us went into the nothingness and told them what was happening. They were scared for us of all things and of course, our families, something we hadn't thought of. Hacker set up a dummy corporation with our families “winning” a free security camera set up, including installation. Of course, they accepted though Hacker made sure he had access to everything being shown via the cameras and being downloaded at the same time. We remembered what happened to Professor Jorgenson and Louis.
What was a pain in the behind it was ACTING normal even though it was hard to do when our friends came over to play D&D or the group thing at school. Thing is, the stress of all of this was getting to us because at the same time we had to go to school, work, had started buying those homes, etc. Started having trouble at school because we really couldn't concentrate and then there was lack of sleep with us running around so much and having to deal with all of this suddenly happening. Even Stevie at work noticed we weren't putting out like we used to and told him we were under some stress from different things but even so, we still did better than the others there, but not to our previous standards. So there we were....had our first sleepover with the girls, busying helping the professor, then later buying homes, etc., going to school, work....then finding out these guys and their bugs. In the movies and on tv, it always seems the whodunit gets solved really fast. NOT in real life. It took us a week to realize we weren't getting ANY information about who these people were other than hearing a conversation from time to time via their cell phones. Since we had to work, couldn't be on top of them twenty-four seven, but Hacker took care of that by getting us a machine which traced all calls made from these cell phones to other phones which then gave us the phones location. As soon as we heard one voice, we knew who it was....Harrison! (JT's dad)
Why would he suspect us? Maybe it was my taking his stuff after leaving us during his one visit, then of course there was JT and Goons Inc. who got beat up. Then there was his FORMER home, along with those thugs who suddenly found themselves else where when they tried “encouraging” Aaron to sign that waiver when he was in that parks bathroom. And now not only his office paperwork (and money) had been taken, but also many of his colleagues. When we told Hacker who had a bunch of stuff on everyone, not everything had been finished, as in being organized. We went with what we had, but putting it down as part 1 of and leaving the other number blank. Now it REALLY hit the fan with people suddenly being unavailable for comment by the news people (who were now reporting the news instead of putting their slant on it), subpoenas were issued but many of the people weren't around until we paid visits to them, with them suddenly finding themselves in FBI jail cells. We left a note with a couple of them saying some times we don't mind doing things for free. So all of this started on the beginning of our second year in college and lasted thru mid summer before things kind of, sort of got back to “normal”. As to the thugs hired by Harrison and some kind of rent a thug guy, we took all their stuff including the van keys. As to the rent a thug guy, he had some stuff and a lot of money which also got took. As to the girls, we kept in contact with them, giving them each a Net Ten phone and we'd call them once a week as they wanted to know how we were doing, other times we'd either talk in the nothingness or go on a picnic for a few hours. A couple of times we fell asleep during these picnics and they had a hard time waking us up. We only told them a little bit and they knew why. Because of all of this, our grades went down further and instead of working full time at the book depository during the summer like we had before, we gave Stevie a two week notice. We were just getting burned out and losing weight like crazy. We ate when we could and what ever was within reach, including a lot of junk fast food stuff. Not good and the girls REALLY raised heck about this. I lost fifty pounds, while Aaron twenty-five. We were tired all the time and we never really slept....more or less fell into a kind of coma and more than once over slept simply because we didn't hear the THREE alarm clocks we now had in our bedrooms.
Once Harrison and cronies were on the lam from subpoena's or in jail trying to post bail, our lives started getting back to normal, we slept. A lot. At which point the girls insisted on us visiting them once a week and feeding us and no, there were no wild sex orgies either simply because we were so tired all the time. We got back to playing our D&D games in our place and at school, along with playing at the girls place once a month, while also helping those in the musical department for extra school credit. ---------------------------------------------------- Used to run to Las Vegas when I did ltl and otr driving. Ltl was the best even though it was a Rocky Mountain special which is a 40' trailer pulling a 24' pup. Get to Las Vegas and the 2 delivery drivers would be waiting for me. I stayed in the truck while they started disconnecting everything with me pulling everything apart. Then while I was turning around to get in front of the empty 40 footer on the other side of the street, they'd push the dolly between it and the empty pup. They'd hook the dolly to the pup, I'd hook up to the 40 footer, then back it into the pup. They'd then take off to make their deliveries while I hooked up and checked the air lines, etc. Then disconnect from the lead trailer to get something to eat at a casino about 5-7 miles away which by amazing co-incidence, had a Hooters in it! Ate at the 2 Hooters they had in town along with trying to eat at the Hooters hotel/casino. Didn't because the place was jammed with customers.
Haven't started on 30, though do have some ideas. Just haven't been writing them down. The boys are starting to realize there are consequences to their actions, like almost starting a nuke war, having Harrison coming after them, etc. And having lost so much weight, it's going to affect their health. Remember, the girls are 7 years old than the boys, so them being around is confusing to them. Working on the girls family background history and Annabelle/Ginger may not be out of this story as I'm looking at 2 possible ways to do this. Neither good for the boys.
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Post by 9idrr on Jan 18, 2019 21:12:06 GMT -6
Maybe it'll work out good for the boys in the long run, just might take a good while for 'em to realize it. We all grow up in different ways and at different speeds. Remember, these guys ain't waitin' with bated breath for that "Greetings from the President of the United States" letter that used to speed up the maturation process for some of us. Hell, I went and got myself engaged when I got that letter. Decided to put off the ceremony 'cause Uncle wanted to sent me on a vacation way West of here. That sweet young thang sent me a Dear John letter, but about the time she sent it, my friend Victor Charlie thought I needed some bed rest. The letter didn't catch up to me in the hospital at Vung Tau, nor by the time I was at the 106th in Japan. I finally received it on Okinawa. Thing was, when I hit Tachikawa (sp?)Air Base, I called her collect. From Japan, that wasn't a cheap call. Cost her 150 bucks to tell me what was in that letter. And that was 1968 dollars. Can't hold it against her, though, 'cause we was just a couple of kids then, both 19 and thought we knew what the world was about. I may be just a little bit smarter now. Maybe...
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Post by texican on Jan 19, 2019 0:16:01 GMT -6
Thing was, when I hit Tachikawa (sp?)Air Base, I called her collect. From Japan, that wasn't a cheap call. Cost her 150 bucks to tell me what was in that letter. And that was 1968 dollars.
9idr,
Sometimes justice is sweet....
Thanks for your service in Nam....
Glad that you survived....
Texican....
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Post by texican on Jan 19, 2019 0:18:42 GMT -6
WillC,
Thanks for the chapter....
The boys scored again and played games and routed goons, what more could one ask for....
Haven't started on 30, though do have some ideas.
Have confidence that you will make Chapter 30 more than acceptable to the Moar Hounds....
Texican....
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