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| Bag o Bones | Jan 6 2009, 08:36 PM Post #1 |
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Meteorain (Lv3)
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“Do dod doo dood do de do dedede dodedo doom doo do de doom, kupo.” Lini hummed to himself as he flew through the air. Lini had been having quite the busy life recently. Even though he had to put his world adventure on hold with the arrival of Vincent, he was still managing to keep excitement and adventure in his life. He wasn’t sure if it was just circumstances, or if Vincent had something to do with it, but he was enjoying it. He always did love his excitement. Still, even Lini has his excitement limits. After everything that they had done together recently, Lini was in the mood for some down time. After all, if everything was exciting, the either nothing was exciting or that he would have a heart attack soon from excitement overload. He wasn’t sure how Moogle blood pressure worked, but he was more worried about the former then the latter. Too much excitement wasn’t a good thing, because that would mean that the world was really boring and he just hadn’t seen a lot of it, which could have been true as well. Still, Lini found a way to make things exciting, so the point would probably be moot anyway. So, what Lini had planned for today was a relaxing day at the beach. He was just going to have fun there at his own pace. Of course, he also brought a bag of toys from a toy chest with him in case they came in handy. He was going to have fun there and toys would only make the day better. There were a few cars, a few little plastic people, a plastic shovel and buckets, and some flags. His fun was only going to be limited by his imagination, which had almost no limits. So Lini continued on his way towards the beach. He knew of a secret spot where no one without wings could get to, so it wasn’t going to be crowded. It was a bit of a ways into the canyon, but it was very worth it. Of course, other Moogles could get there, but he didn’t tell any of his friends where this place was. This was his secret beach area, and his alone. “Doom de doo doom doom de doom doo de de do. Life’s insane while moving in stereo, kupo” Lini continued humming slash singing as he made his way there. Soon, Lini got to his secluded beach spot. There wasn’t a soul to be seen around for as far as he could see. However, since it had been established that this was a secluded spot known only to him; that was to be expected. “Kupo!” Lini cheered when he arrived at the spot. It was quiet and secluded and just what he needed at this point in time. “Ok,” Lini said as he touched down in the sand, “Now for some relaxing and fun.” Lini opened his bag of toys and proceeded to pull them out of the bag. A few toy cars, some plastic buckets and spades, some small toy people, and an assortment of other random toys that appear to be raided from a six-year olds toy chest. Technically, it was raided from a six-year olds toy chest, but that was a few years ago. By now the child would have outgrown the objects. But, seeing as they still bring Lini joy, it all works out. “Let’s see,” Lini said, looking over his small assortment of things to bring forth entertainment, “What should I try first?” With all the choices that he had before him, there were many possibilities for him. Eventually, Lini noticed a red toy car. “This will do nicely for a start.” He said, collecting the car. It was a traditional little red toy car with nothing really outstanding about it, aside from the actual spinning wheels instead of those locked into place. Now all it needed was a story. Luckily, Lini’s imagination could make a story for anything. His party zombie was a testament to that. “This car, kupo,” Lini thought aloud, “Belongs to Mr. Jones.” That was all it took for his imagination to take over from here. Lini placed the car on the ground. “Here is successful Mr. Jones,” Lini narrated, “He lives in a five-acre home in a wealthy part of town. Here is his new sports car in the driveway. With all this, it’s anyone’s guess as to how much longer Mr. Jones can meet his monthly finance charges, kupo.” Lini then started to roll the car on the sand to simulate him driving. “Here comes Mr. Jones out of his attractive home. He hops into his red sports car. Now off he goes to work at eighty, then ninety, then one-hundred miles an hour!” Lini was moving the car faster and faster to signify that the car was going faster. Lini then thought about it for a second, and his actions with the car was stopped. He looked around and saw that there were many high cliffs still around him, due to him being in Cosmo Canyon. This gave Lini a great idea. Taking the car, and therefore Mr. Jones, Lini flew up to the edge of a canyon wall. “Along the edge of the Cosmo Canyon, Kupo!” Lini finished his previous declaration on Mr. Jones’s speed. Lini was now moving the car in driving motions along the edge of the canyon’s walls, while he was flying along the edge. Now the story needed some action. Having Mr. Jones drive fast along the edge of the Cosmo Canyon seemed to bring about a foregone conclusion. “Suddenly,” Lini continued to narrate aloud, “His steering locks and his brakes fail! Mr. Jones goes careening over the edge of the cliff! OH NO! Down he goes! Kupo!” Lini then had the toy car drive over the edge of the canyon, signifying the change that the story took. The conflict had to have someway out of it. Mr. Jones had to have an out somehow. “His only hope,” Lini said, continuing to fly downward with the car, “Is to climb out of his sun roof and jump! Maybe, just maybe, he’ll be able to grab a branch and save himself kupo! He unwinds the sun roof! Can he make it? Can he make it?!” The action was getting better and better now, and Lini had to quickly choose if Mr. Jones would be able to make it. “NO!” Lini declared, tossing the tiny car into the air, “The car explodes in mid-air, propelling millions of tiny shards into the stratosphere! KABLOOIE! Kupo!” The tiny car went up into the air and then proceeded to fall to into the sand a few meters below. Lini stopped again, seeing as Mr. Jones had met his untimely end via imagination. Lini flew back down to the sandy beach where the tiny red car had landed. The tiny red was upside-down in the sand. Lini stared at the car for a few moments before he collected it again. He flew back up to the canyon wall where Mr. Jones had met his ultimate fate at the hands of Lini’s imagination. Lini then began to drive the car along the canyon wall once more. “The neighbors,” Lini started to narrate once more, “Hear the boom echoing across Cosmo Canyon. They all pile into a mini-van to investigate! What will happen to them? Kupo.” A few minutes later, the tiny red car was back in the sand, as Lini had successfully killed of Mr. Jones’s friends and neighbors. Lini looked at the car some more, but he couldn’t think of anything else to do with it. So, he collected the red car and returned it to the pile of toys he had brought with him. The extermination of Mr. Jones was fun, but Lini still had some more to do and needed some more in mind. In Lini’s toy pile, he had a small metal airship with real propeller action. This one had a broken propeller, but it was easily fixed. He only had one handy, though. If he had two more, he could make some really fun aerial accidents, like playing chicken, or maybe a mid-air collusion over a crowded superhighway at rush hour. But with only one airship, that plan was out. It still seemed like a good idea, so Lini made a mental note to get another toy airship. Back in the toy pile, Lini also found a wooden train and house. This gave Lini’s imagination another terrible idea. Back at the edge of the canyon wall, Lini set the wooden house along the edge. Lini had the train and airship with him as well, as a new story began to form. Lini began to fly along the edge of the canyon wall, holding up the airship as if it was flying. “At 35,000 feet,” Lini started again, “The engines of airship transporter 430 explode for no reason!” This story was already off to a bad start. “With plumes of dense smoke trailing from it,” Lini continued, “The giant airship plummets out of control! Kupo!” Lini went back to the canyon wall and then began to run the train along it. “Meanwhile,” He continued, “A 50-car freight train hits a Gil on the rail while traveling at eighty miles an hour and jumps the tracks! The doomed train drags half-a-million tons of metal into the air behind it! Kupo!” Lini then lifted the train into the air as well to signify its jump, while dropping the airship slightly to show its decent. Lini’s attention was now turned to the house at the edge of the canyon walls. “In a freak coincidence,” Lini continued, “Both the airship and the train are converging on one spot! At that spot, the tectonic plates in the Earth’s crust have just begun to shift! Kupo!” Lini then began to bring the airship and the train together, as they slowly began to fall together. “That spot,” Lini continued, “Is the house of Farmer Brown.” Lini began to have the two vehicles slowly move towards the house, which he was using his foot to slowly make the house go over the edge of the cliff to signify the shifting plates. “The same Farmer Brown, who, at this moment, is unaware of a gas leak as he attempts to light his stove! Kupo!” “As he strikes the match,” Lini narrated, all his buildup about to lead to an amazing disaster, “He casually glances out the kitchen window.” By now, the train, airship, and cliff were all getting closer to the small house, as it’s oblivion drew ever closer. “Farmer Brown’s eye twitches involuntarily. Kupo.” Lini said, as he continued building up the suspense as the end drew near. A few moments later, the house, train, and airship toy found themselves in the sand of the beach below. The horrible fate of Farmer Brown had been realized as Lini’s imagination had claimed another victim. Lini flew back down to the pile of toys that he had just collided, and collected them. He couldn’t think of anything else to do with them at the moment, so he returned them to the rest of the pile along with the remains of Mr. Jones and his neighborhood. There were still more toys that he could have fun with. Lini gave them another once over, before he remembered that he was at the beach. He still needed to do beach related things. He could play along the canyon walls at any time, but the beach was his special time. He needed to do things that could only be done while at the beach, and that meant sand, shore, and surf. So, from his pile, Lini grabbed the bucket and spade set and headed for the water. With the bucket and spade in hand, Lini walked across the sand to the shoreline. There were a few small waves breaking on the sand with the occasional large wave, but there was nothing exceedingly dangerous there. Lini was still given a choice of things to do. He could either play in the water, or he could play in the sand. Lini gave the two choices a bit of thought. Finally, he decided on sand. There was no offense to water; it was just that Lini didn’t feel like getting wet at this moment. So, about two feet from the shoreline, Lini stopped. “Hmmm…” Lini thought aloud, “What to do here?” After giving it far more thought then the situation deserved, Lini decided to build a sand town. He decided against the traditional castle establishment, mostly due to the fact that he didn’t want the populace to live either in a monarchy or feudal system. Granted, that meant he did lose the chance for some tiny people to have their heads lopped of by a long sword by one of the king’s men, but that was a sacrifice that he was willing to make. So, Lini bucketed up some sand and began construction on his sand town. “Do de do de de de do doo do de do do, come on, come on, come on, let’s go space truckin. Kupo.” Lini hum-slash-sang once more as construction of the sand town began. After a mew minutes of digging and moving sand, a small sand town was made. Lini stopped and stared at his creation for a few minutes. The gears of his imagination began to turn, which could only mean that an unspeakable horror was about to befall the tiny town. “Here is the tiny town of Sand,” Lini narrated, “It’s a small, but prosperous community where all the residents are all happy and healthy. Kupo.” Lini then dug a small hole in the sand next to Sand. “And here,” Lini continued, “Is the hole where the old chemicals and other industrial waste are buried in illegally, in secret, and cheaply.” Lini then covered up the hole again, to show that the dangerous materials had been buried underground. “Over the years,” Lini continued, “These dangerous chemicals and other assorted wastes seep into the town’s water supply. Kupo.” Lini started to make a small line in the sand leading from the hole to the sand town he had made. “Now,” Lini continued, “The Mako poisoning and cancer rate of the nearby town of Sand triples, and…” Before Lini could finish his narration, a large wave crashed up onto the beach and hit his sand town. The tiny town of Sand was wiped off the face of the planet in a show of mercy; instead of having all of them suffer painfully through the effects of Lini’s imagination. Of course, Lini wanted the fun of that himself, and was quite upset at the waves for robbing him of that chance. “Hey waves!” Lini protested, “I wanted to do that!” Lini pulled out his sword and started stabbing at the water, to no avail. If anyone was watching, this scene would have come off as unnecessarily cute. The tiny Moogle seemed to be attacking the waves themselves, with no success. After a few minutes, Lini gave up. The waves just kept coming. Lini was about to pout in frustration, when an idea popped into his mind. If the past is any sort of indication, the idea that was coming to him wasn’t going to be pleasant for some imaginary people. With the idea in mind, Lini began construction on another sand town. This one wasn’t that much different from the first one. It was slightly larger, though. This one needed some more, though. When the city was finished, Lini flew back quickly to the pile of toys he had and collected a small collection of cars and people. With them in hand, Lini quickly flew back to the sand city, and arranged the cars and people to make it seem like it was a real city. Soon the illusion was complete and everything was set up. “The city of Stupidopolis,” Lini narrated once more; as yet another horrible story emerged from his imagination, “A populous and thriving coastal city. Its infrastructure is sound, and its utilities are efficient. Kupo. It is also a center of trade for many other areas, and therefore is a vital part to the survival of the nearby areas. For many years, Stupidopolis has been named a great place to live and raise a family. The city, however,” Lini continued, “Has been stupidly built near an undersea fault line.” Lini looked up towards the approaching waves. There was a large one coming right for his sandy city. “That just shifted.” Lini added. The wave was getting closer and closer to the city. “A curious shadow falls over downtown. Kupo.” Lini finished. That was the last thing said about the city, as the wave crashed down and washed Stupidopolis away. Lini broke out into uproarious laughter and kupos while pointing at the wreckage as the city was demolished. After a few moments of laughter, Lini recovered slightly from the disaster that he purposely had befall his creation. He still needed to wipe a tear from his eye at the joy that what had just happened brought to him. “Oooohhh…Kupo,” Lini laughed while trying to catch his breath, “That was fun. More fun then should be legally allowed. Good thing this place is secluded, otherwise that probably would be illegal.” Lini had to work quickly and collect his cars and people before the tide took them away forever. For the toys, that might have been preferable to having to stay with Lini and his overactive imagination, but Lini wanted to keep them. After all, this was all innocent fun in Lini’s mind. No real people were getting hurt. Granted, this would probably be cute and disturbing to anyone watching, but yet again, it was a secluded beach. Working quickly, Lini was able to rescue all of his toys from the surf and tide. They would live to be victim to Lini’s imagination for another day. With his toys collected, Lini returned them to the toy pile a few feet back. He wasn’t done yet, though. In fact, Lini had another idea. The idea of a tidal wave wiping the city off the face of the earth had given Lini another idea. Of course, this idea was going to wipe destroy another large metropolitan area. However, it could damage his toys, and he didn’t want that to happen. So, he moved them to the safe zone of the toy pile which would be away from his new city. With the toys safe, Lini returned to where he left his bucket and spade. “Do de doo de dum de dum doom de dom The trouble with the maples, and they’re quite convinced they’re right.” Lini hum-slash-sang again, as he so normally does while working or doing pretty much anything, and continued work on his new sand city. This one was going to be the largest one of all of them, due to the grandiose idea his imagination had come up with. After what seemed like forever, but was really only about thirty minutes of working on it, Lini’s next sand city was complete. This one was a true masterpiece. The city had a large tower in the center, a small outcropping of buildings from the main tower, and there were eight towers that were on the perimeter of the city. If anyone had been there, it would have looked almost like a sand version of Midgar. But Lini had never been there, and there was no one around who had, so nothing seemed suspicious about any of it. It was sheer coincidence and nothing more. The city was complete, and now it was time for it to meet its disaster. Lini then flew up to the canyon wall where he had sent Mr. Jones to a horrible fate. Lini, now on the canyon wall, began collecting large rocks. He struggled slightly with the weight of some of them, but Lini was eventually able to get ten large rocks around and about him at the edge of the canyon wall. Lini picked up one of the large rocks, and held it high over his head as he overlooked his sand city. “Onward came the meteors!” Lini shouted and tossed the rock at his sand city. It landed right on the outside of his city, hitting one of the perimeter towers. Lini picked up another of the large rocks and chucked it at the sand city. Another tower was taken out by the hurled rocks. Lini kept hurtling more and more of the rocks at his creation, with the largest rock that he tossed landing squarely on the tall tower right in the middle of the city. Soon, Lini was out of rocks, and the sand city was almost completely destroyed. To add insult to injury, shortly after the last rock landed, a large wave washed over the remains of the city and took out the remains. Lini broke out into laughter and kupos again as the city he created was annihilated. He wasn’t sure why he was having so much fun in eliminating what he created, but he didn’t really care about it that much. It was fun, and he was enjoying himself, and that was all that mattered. When he was done breaking the hysterics, Lini flew down to the remains of his city. It had been a rather large wave that had taken out his latest city. It was larger then the one that had taken out Stupidopolis. This time there was nothing left but the rocks he had tossed, water that had collected, and…an odd pair of goggles? “Kupo?” Lini said aloud as he investigated the remains of the meteor stricken city. A few of the meteors he had tossed had ended up forming a small circle that some of the water from the wave had collected in. Inside of that small water pool that had formed were some goggles. Lini fished them out. Even though they had washed in with the tide, they still looked new, if not a little bizarre. “They must have washed in with the tide,” Lini said, giving the goggles a once over, “I wonder who they belonged too?” Lini decided to put the goggles on, once he drained the water out of them, of course. Much to his surprise, there wasn’t that much of a difference in his vision with them on. In fact, he thought he could see slightly clearer while wearing them. “Interesting.” Lini thought, taking the goggles off his face and putting them on his forehead over his eyes, and right under his pom-pom. Lini then had the strangest idea that he now knew exactly what was wrong with his broken airship toy that he had managed to fix. “I wonder how these look on me?” Lini wondered. That was the next thing on his mind. He had found a new toy for himself, and he wanted to see how it worked. Also, at the moment, he was getting a bit tired of the random wanton destruction that his imagination was reaping on the poor defenseless people of his imagination. “Yeah,” Lini thought to himself, “I’m bored now. I think it’s time to go home.” Lini flew over back to his toy pile and started gathering his things. Amazingly, even after all the punishment that Lini had inflicted on his toys, there was no damage on anything. The worst was a bit of scratched paint on Mr. Jones car and the mini van, mostly due to it having fallen off the cliff twice. Lini’s stolen toys seemed to be as reliable as Lini’s imagination was vast and twisted. That was likely a testament to the child that Lini had swiped them from. He did have to get some of the sand out of them, but that’s to be expected from toys when you take them to the beach. After a few minutes, Lini had packed up his bag of toys. With everything collected, Lini began his flight back to civilization. He’d be back at his little secluded piece of the planet later in his life. Right now, though, he wanted to get back to his normal routine of excitement and adventure. Still, it’s always nice to have a little down time every once in a while. |
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