The continuing saga of "Wrong Way"!
Inspired by some crazy antics in #theway, I've begun writing a doofy little story about the denizens of #theway, and the boards. Since working on it till the end in one shot is just boring, I've decided to post it in segments, and maybe add a 'choose your own adventure' element to it at points. This isn't a chain fic, so let me handle the writing. Now with no further delay, I bring you part 1 of "Wrong Way"
"From sober origins"
The place? Crestfallen HQ. The time? 1 A.M. Iteroth woke up. He scratched his bum idly, and yawned.
“What the hell…” he muttered in a sober stupor. He was generally unclothed, and hoards of empty bottles of booze decorated the floor, accompanied by a bong or two. No one else alive was in the room. Iteroth let out a belch, and after several trials, made it to the status of bipedal. Moaning and scratching, he made his way out into the main corridor of HQ.
Being morning, very little of the crestfallen few (no pun intended) were out and about, doing what they may. Against all odds, Exiled was loitering in front of a particularly uninteresting wall.
“Dude.” Iteroth declared soberly. Exiled proceeded to stand and stare at the wall.
“Hey.” Iteroth continued. Exiled didn’t budge.
“Hello?”
No good.
“DUDE.”
Still nothing.
Iteroth gave up, and proceeded down a corridor, searching for the lunchroom. A few walls crashes later, he had a tray in hand, and moved up to obtain waffles. Delicious waffles. Holstein Cow was serving.
“Waffles.” Iteroth stated.
Holstein Cow stared for a few seconds. “I don’t know how to cook. Why am I here?”
“Waffles.” Iteroth stated.
“SILENCE WOMAN!!!” Cow screamed. Iteroth blinked, and retrieved his own waffles. Delicious waffles.
Sitting down with a fart, Iteroth’s hearing returned to him.
“Did you hear? A THEIF broke into Lun’s inner chamber!”
“No way! A THEIF?”
“Yeah, supposedly, the THEIF stole something valuable.”
“Wow! Why are we capitalizing the world THEIF?”
“I don’t know, but I have a boner!”
Iteroth tuned out from the rest conversation. How could someone sneak into Lun’s inner chamber? Jeramyu was on guard 24/7! Except when he was wanking. Things suddenly became clear. It must have been the waffles.
Stealing someone’s clothes, Iteroth dashed down the corridors, to the barrier hallway to Lun’s chamber. Jeramyu stood, ever vigilant.
Jeramyu greeted “Hi. Don’t use the bathroom to the right.”
“I already knew that.” Iteroth said. “Say… I’ve heard that someone snuck into Lun’s room last night.”
Jeramyu shook his head. “Couldn’t have happened.”
“What about last time? When you let that guy dressed as a chick in?”
“That’s only because I hadn’t seen a chick in months. Now I know the truth. There aren’t any chicks around here for 50 miles.” Jeramyu explained.
“Can’t you just check?” Iteroth pleaded.
Jeramyu caved in. “All right. Fine.” He paused, and turned to the boring door ahead. “MASTER LUN! I WISH TO ENTER!”
There was silence.
“Whatever.” Jeramyu said, pushing open the door. The room was dark; there was no sound or movement.
“LUMOS!” yelled Jeramyu, “Err… where’s the damn light switch.” Iteroth flicked it on. Now there way light, but still nothing else.
“A note.” Jeramyu said aloud. He picked it up, and read.
”WE HAVE YOUR LEADER, AND HAVE BROUGHT HIM TO OUR FORTRESS FAR, FAR AWAY. YOU WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN, UNLESS YOU FUFILL OUR DEMANDS! THIS INCLUDES, BUT IS NOT LIMITED TO: WAY HENTAI, WAY FURRIES…” the list went on.
Iteroth stammered in disbelief. “Dude, they FUCKING KIDNAPPED LUN!!”
“This… is serious…” Jeramyu muttered. He stood still for a second, and suddenly raised his head upwards dramatically. “ASSEMBLE THE TEAM!!!” he shouted.
Across the base, Porter and Excell awakened.
So ends part 1. I'll probably post a new segment every other day or something like that.
"From sober origins"
The place? Crestfallen HQ. The time? 1 A.M. Iteroth woke up. He scratched his bum idly, and yawned.
“What the hell…” he muttered in a sober stupor. He was generally unclothed, and hoards of empty bottles of booze decorated the floor, accompanied by a bong or two. No one else alive was in the room. Iteroth let out a belch, and after several trials, made it to the status of bipedal. Moaning and scratching, he made his way out into the main corridor of HQ.
Being morning, very little of the crestfallen few (no pun intended) were out and about, doing what they may. Against all odds, Exiled was loitering in front of a particularly uninteresting wall.
“Dude.” Iteroth declared soberly. Exiled proceeded to stand and stare at the wall.
“Hey.” Iteroth continued. Exiled didn’t budge.
“Hello?”
No good.
“DUDE.”
Still nothing.
Iteroth gave up, and proceeded down a corridor, searching for the lunchroom. A few walls crashes later, he had a tray in hand, and moved up to obtain waffles. Delicious waffles. Holstein Cow was serving.
“Waffles.” Iteroth stated.
Holstein Cow stared for a few seconds. “I don’t know how to cook. Why am I here?”
“Waffles.” Iteroth stated.
“SILENCE WOMAN!!!” Cow screamed. Iteroth blinked, and retrieved his own waffles. Delicious waffles.
Sitting down with a fart, Iteroth’s hearing returned to him.
“Did you hear? A THEIF broke into Lun’s inner chamber!”
“No way! A THEIF?”
“Yeah, supposedly, the THEIF stole something valuable.”
“Wow! Why are we capitalizing the world THEIF?”
“I don’t know, but I have a boner!”
Iteroth tuned out from the rest conversation. How could someone sneak into Lun’s inner chamber? Jeramyu was on guard 24/7! Except when he was wanking. Things suddenly became clear. It must have been the waffles.
Stealing someone’s clothes, Iteroth dashed down the corridors, to the barrier hallway to Lun’s chamber. Jeramyu stood, ever vigilant.
Jeramyu greeted “Hi. Don’t use the bathroom to the right.”
“I already knew that.” Iteroth said. “Say… I’ve heard that someone snuck into Lun’s room last night.”
Jeramyu shook his head. “Couldn’t have happened.”
“What about last time? When you let that guy dressed as a chick in?”
“That’s only because I hadn’t seen a chick in months. Now I know the truth. There aren’t any chicks around here for 50 miles.” Jeramyu explained.
“Can’t you just check?” Iteroth pleaded.
Jeramyu caved in. “All right. Fine.” He paused, and turned to the boring door ahead. “MASTER LUN! I WISH TO ENTER!”
There was silence.
“Whatever.” Jeramyu said, pushing open the door. The room was dark; there was no sound or movement.
“LUMOS!” yelled Jeramyu, “Err… where’s the damn light switch.” Iteroth flicked it on. Now there way light, but still nothing else.
“A note.” Jeramyu said aloud. He picked it up, and read.
”WE HAVE YOUR LEADER, AND HAVE BROUGHT HIM TO OUR FORTRESS FAR, FAR AWAY. YOU WILL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN, UNLESS YOU FUFILL OUR DEMANDS! THIS INCLUDES, BUT IS NOT LIMITED TO: WAY HENTAI, WAY FURRIES…” the list went on.
Iteroth stammered in disbelief. “Dude, they FUCKING KIDNAPPED LUN!!”
“This… is serious…” Jeramyu muttered. He stood still for a second, and suddenly raised his head upwards dramatically. “ASSEMBLE THE TEAM!!!” he shouted.
Across the base, Porter and Excell awakened.
So ends part 1. I'll probably post a new segment every other day or something like that.