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| Episode 1: Rats Burn in the Passion of Youth!; HUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAA! | |
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| Grendel | Feb 9 2009, 09:29 PM Post #1 |
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Waterkick (Lv2)
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A cool night breeze blew over the skeletons and phantoms of houses that occupied the Midgar Construction Zone. The wind made the simulated night air cold... almost too cold. As the nothing of the night permeate the atmosphere, footsteps produced a constant rhythm against the concrete ground and echoed through the walls. Asides from the feet, everything was quiet... almost too quiet. A few bits of litter and refuse scattered through the streets vividly... almost too vividly. Then again, they remained unseen in the darkness. Regardless of the presence of any man there was no sign of a flashlight or torch of any kind; it was darker than black could be in the Construction Zone. However, Shin-Ra had been smart for once and sent a man who has no need of light... or even vision for that matter. With a song on his heart and guard duty on his mind, Baka proudly paraded himself through the darkened alleys. "Lalala!!!!" Baka sang our horrifically. "There once was a bunny named... bunny! And.... uh.... Bunny liked to... Hop! HOP HOP HOPPITY HOP HOP!" Baka's screeches echoed through the buildings, making all of the rats and otherwise insignificant monsters flee in horror and terror. Any villain who was unfortunate enough to try and steal from the Construction Zone this night would surely be repelled by the sheer terror that these wails and howls that sounded as if they came from the deepest depths of hell. It was extremely fortunate that there were, in fact, no thieves of villains that night. All that existed in the Construction Zone during the dark night were Baka and the swarms upon swarms of vermin. This, in essence, is the crux of the plot line that is Baka's life. Baka had just reached the fifty second verse of his self composed song called "Awesome Amazing Adventures About the Great Ninja Gummy Bear Who Was All the Time Being from the Village Hidden in Candy' and was now ready to start on the fifty third verse, which, like all those before it, was destined to be the best and greatest verse of all time. Despite what some might think, the fact that Baka was blind as a rock didn't exactly do much to enhance his sense of hearing as far as tonality went. In short, he was both blind as a rock and as tone deaf as one. As a result, his voice had the special ability to shatter the eardrums of all but the most tolerant people. However, while this fact is essential to the story, it digresses. It had been a particularly hard day for a particular family of rats that lived in patch of drywall in one of the halfway done buildings. As most people probably well know, dry wall doesn't respond well to vibrations. As a result, many pieces of the wall were cracking and falling upon the poor vermin below. This had been going on for hours with no apparent sign of a finish in the near future. With this, even a rat would eventually grow tired, which is precisely what was happening. "I can't take it anymore!" Mr. Rat squeaked violently to Ratilda, his sexy rat wife. "He's been going at this for hours!" "Don't let it bother you, honey," Ratilda squeaked comfortingly. "Come on, let's go back to bed." "No!" Mr. Rat exclaimed. "I've had enough! We're putting an end to this!" "We?" Ratilda asked. "Yes," Mr. Rat said. "Me and the rest of the town!" With this, Mr. Rat went out and gathered his friends; all seven hundred of them. It only took a few moments for them to gather in the main ratatorium, which is the forum for rats for the main pep speech to destroy the great pink haired ogre. With many cheers and squeaks, the rat army then marched forward to victory and the total destruction of Baka. Meanwhile... Baka had just finished the fifty third verse of his song and was thinking of the next part when he heard something strange. It sounded like little feet stamping the ground in unison. Baka turned his head in a random direction to get a better sound only to identify the sound as marching. Yes, it was the horrid marching of hundreds of people going into a battle they were not sure they would win. It was the marching of a hundred little naked feet against the cold and dreary concrete. It was a march of death. Then again, and perhaps most importantly, it was the perfect rhythm for Baka's song. In a few second Baka's mouth twisted up into the most delightfully hideous grin. Then, much to the misery of everything in a mile radius, Baka began to sing again. "The Bunny slew the demon gorgon dragon candy bear and all the pickles never had to not be hungry ever again because they ate the demon gorgon candy bear and were all like YAAAAAY!" To Baka, this made perfect sense. To the rats, this only bolstered their hatred. When Baka turned the next corner, he was met with the strangest of circumstances that was perfectly wasted on him due to his blind state, for before Baka in the dark alleyway stood a legion of rats. Well, not a legion. More like one thousand three hundred short of a legion of rats. Then again, Baka thought a legion was a kind of candy, so it didn't matter in the end. The rats stood menacingly on all fours int he dark, glaring hatefully at the pink haired freak who defiled their land with his horrible voice. Baka was ready to start another verse, which would have had the effect of a Berserk spell on the rats when he noticed he was not alone. He stopped his proud march and stood in the alley, facing towards the rats yet not realizing what he was 'looking' at. After a few seconds, the rats relieved Baka of his ignorance. "You!" the elder rat squeaked as he stood up on his hind legs. "You must leave this place now or suffer the wrath of my family! What say you?" "Hello mister nice person!" Baka cheerily pipped. The sheer cheeriness of his voice made the rats cringe and moan in anguish. Their leader staggered on his feet but managed to recover his composure before falling before his sworn foe. His little rat eyes furrowed into a furious glare at the pinked haired abomination before him. It was apparent that words were no longer needed and could do nothing more for their current situation except for worsen it. The time was now, and Mr. Rat would make sure that this was an even that would never plague him and his family again. "Rat brethren!" Mr. Rat squeaked at the top of his lungs. "Attack!" It took Baka a moment to full grasp what was happening. By that time Baka was unfortunate in that he was already covered from heat to foot in rats. He let out yelp of surprise as he felt their tiny little rat teeth biting him and their little rat tails tickling him. It was odd; Baka didn't know if he should be laughing or crying. He settled on both and let out a strange laugh that resembled some kind of a sob. This confused his rat opponents who had expected shrieks of pain rather than sobs of laughter, which gave Baka enough time to shake their limp little bodies off of him and begin his flight away from this danger. The rats gave a cry of fright as they fell to the ground but Mr. Rat was quick to rally them and start the pursuit. Baka began by running twenty feet ahead, turned right, ran twenty feet ahead, turned left, ran thirty feet, turned left, ran twenty feet and turned left before running forty feet. It was ingenious. The sheer and staggering stupidity of this technique somehow had an adverse effect and served Baka's purposes. Rats, while good in packs, are rats in the end and not very good with directions in large areas. The first turn had been easy, but the following few had completely thrown them. A few rats had turned the wrong way, making more and more rats follow and turn wrong ways. In the end, only Mr. Rat was following Baka. A good hundred or so feet later, Baka ran face first into a metal structure that he took to be a dead end. He turned to look upon the rat invaders only to see that he couldn't see at all. With that, he listened for the oncoming storm of rat paws only to hear the soft scuffle of a single rat on the concrete. Baka 'looked' down to the rat and the rat looked back up. "Now we will~" Mr. Rat began. "It's only us," Baka interrupted. Mr. Rat stopped in mid sentence and looked around him. He looked to his left and then to his right, two actions that passed Baka without any acknowledgment. Baka then heard a sigh and a soft scuttle. "Oh you pink haired demon of SOLDIER," Mr. Rat began. "Citizen of the mighty Tower of Shin-Ra and Slayer of Avalanches, I yield to you." At this, Mr. Rat bowed his head in shame. "Don't be sad!" Baka exclaimed. Mr. Rat looked back up pathetically. "Things can still be good! You have so much to live for, like your hundreds of bothers and sisters and your beautiful wife Ratilda! What if you and Ratilda have children? What then? They need a father! And Ratilda needs a husband! WHAT THEN? THIS IS THE TIME WHEN YOU MUST STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN!!! THIS IS THE TIME THAT SEPARATES THE MEN FROM THE MICE! ARE YOU A MAN OR A MOUSE?" "I'm a rat," Mr. Rat said. "NOW GO FORTH!" Baka yelled. "WITH THE STRENGTH OF YOUR BROW AND THE SWEAT OF YOUR BACK YOU WILL BURST FORWARD INTO YOUR AMAZING FUTURE!!!" "Don't you mean strength your b~" Mr. Rat began. "YOURS IS THE TAIL-DRILL-CLAW THAT WILL PIERCE THE HEAVENS" Baka screamed at the top of his lungs. His voice now carried so far that all of the seven hundred rats could hear him and promptly hurried to his location. Within seconds, they were all clamoring and cheering Baka on, spending every second hoping that this would not end. "NOW, GO FORTH MR. RAT AND FAMILY! GO, AND LIVE YOUR LIVES AS MEN DO, WITH LIBERTY AND JUSTICE FOR ALL! GOOOOOOO PLANET!" With this, the rats erupted into deafening cheers that moved Baka to tears. Baka had moved the stone hearts of the rat people and they now accepted him as one of their own. No... they accepted him as their king. With that, they cheered his every step and lavished his every wish until his final hour and departure from the Construction Zone. That night, Baka went back to his room and slept like a baby. The next day Shin-Ra received a complain about a rat infestation. The Construction Zone was then fumigated. There were no survivors. Edited by Grendel, Feb 17 2009, 12:36 AM.
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