Playing the Part: Counterfeit Crusader. The events portrayed here are quite left of center, as in reeeally left of center, even for Danny. So, it makes you ask - did they all really happen? Were they stuff that Danny just dreamed up coz he ate too much of his mom's crunchy spaghetti again before going to bed, or maybe he was thrown into some weird parallel universe or something? Or maybe they really did happen? Good questions, all, but no one really knows the answer. Still, it's a lot of fun. Please note that the events here will not affect anything in The Center, nor in Danny's world - think of it as a completely separate story altogether. But for those who are curious, or would like to try to pigeonhole this little vignette into the Dannyverse just for the heck of it, it would probably be part of the soon- to- be- posted Danny, Part Seven. I waved to Danielle, Drew, Morgan and the others. We were all meeting up at my girl Nikki's house later. Nikki was home sick, and I promised to bring her something to make her feel better (she was actually feeling a lot better but was just milking the situation to get a couple more sick days in). So I was rushing to get something for her, and then I was going to rush back to meet the others over at her place later. Flowers were out coz I knew she was allergic to certain plants but I couldn't remember which at the moment, so I thought of just getting chocolates. Maybe I should go all out and buy some that came in a heart- shaped box.. Not! But then, what do I bring her? She's sick, after all. Q.What is a subscription and what is it for? A.A Premium subscription allows you to enjoy additional benefits to the free service that Rapidgator.net offers. When you buy Premium subscription, you sign up for auto renewal by. 2+3=5 and 5 is obviously the most important number (for some random value of obvious). 2 and also make 23.So while 8 is only 8 it leads to. 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Though I knew Nikki wasn't around, I reflexively avoided looking at them except at their faces. Well, just a little bit. In celebration of the 10th anniversary of R. Kelly's 'Trapped in the Closet', here's an oral history of R&B's favorite soap opera with characters Cathy and Rufus. Stine's The Haunting Hour: The Series is a Canadian/American original anthology horror-fantasy series that originally aired on Discovery Family. The first two episodes of the series were broadcast on October 29, 2010. Jason Merritt, Getty Images. With more than 38 million albums sold over the past 20 years, R. Like many artists who were inspired by. Provides the latest entertainment news on movies, music, television and Hollywood. We combine passionate people with powerful insights. We do this to build a sustainable digital business model so you see your digital revenue grow.They must think I was my sister Danielle. But I was in guy clothes, I was wearing a low guy's ponytail, and you couldn't see my sports bra. Chocolate Girl giggled. You heard what Dani said at the Center. This girl doesn't match what she said she saw. I thought we went here to recruit some six- foot- eight amazon! Normal looked at Mocha Girl again. I don't think she's the one. Well, I think she's the one.. Vee, tell me what you see? A signature on one of our forms is preferable, but since someone forgot to bring one. Damn, I hate it when my voice goes ultrasonic. I looked around and was relieved to see no one else heard. And if it wasn't for Colonel Harris and your one hundred percent batting average, I wouldn't have agreed to this damn- fool mission. As soon as Ray gets here we're going back to the Center. And there have been no reports of anything. No houses burned down, no flying cars, and no exploding heads or other mysterious goings- on in this pissant little burg. If there was anything that was gonna happen it already happened. But there's nothing in the news. So let's get outa here, 'kay? The sexy black girl with chocolate hair leaned over and gave me a hug and a peck right on my cheek. She was looking at me, smiling wide. I had my backpack on my back and the neck of my old three- fourths imitation Strat in my hand (I deliberately don't bring my Rockergrrl guitars anywhere in case someone recognizes) when I saw through the windows three of the five girls from yesterday standing by their big van parked on the street by the school. Joanne hit him over the head with her purse. No need to worry anyone. Some were thinking of calling the cops, but Morgan said there's really nothing to report, except that there's a bunch of crazy cosplayers looking to recruit some more cosplayers. Danielle said we should wait on calling the cops until something else happens. But it was a really big tub, so she said we should all share. Didn't work though coz we all huffed with her down the hall. I turned to the guys to point the van out, but an arm reached out from a small storage room right next to the window and pulled me in by my neck, backpack, guitar and all. From all the bouncing, I assumed I was in the van. I was lying down on a foldable gurney surrounded by the girls from last looking down at me, except they were missing the normal- looking- girl. White- haired Girl leaned down and bussed my cheek. We're just a few minutes from HQ. As soon as we get there, we'll explain everything. Nikki wouldn't like that.. Cool.. After a while, I felt the van make a few last turns and then it slowed to a stop. A big guy with green hair came into the cabin. Did I say that we were going to the airport? Our plane's a convertible. I'm sorry no one's introduced us. Which was incredible to see. I mean, imagine a six- foot tall green- haired jock curtseying. Dani and Tattoo Girl giggled. I was incredulous at being left alone. What's stopping me from escaping? Too bad coz she's real cute, too. So stop calling me Tattoo Girl and come on!! I walked to the door and looked out. I saw we were parked on some grassy lakeside shore somewhere and, in the moonlight, I could see a big plane floating maybe twenty feet away, moored to the shore via some sort of inflatable raft- like bridge. I jumped down to the soft grass. They were all already walking on the bridge. I had half a mind to turn tail and run into the trees, but all five of them weren't making any sort of effort to guard or me. Tattoo Girl stopped and turned to me. But if you do, I swear to you we won't come after you. We don't want to hurt you, and you're welcome to go anytime you want. But please come with us to the plane first, so we can say our piece, have a bite, and if you really want to go after that, you can. We can even bring you back home. Besides there're coyotes and snakes and other things out there. It's not good to be out in the woods alone at night. I thought it over and when I looked back at them, all of them were already inside the floating plane, except for Tattoo Girl who was beckoning to me. They clearly weren't trying to kidnap me. And what were a bunch of kids doing with a ginormous airplane. At least have some dinner, okay? What time is it, anyway? Tattoo Girl looked at her watch. I started walking on the floating bridge. And besides, they don't look scary. Especially Tattoo Girl. But as I was climbing through the hatch, I realized that I haven't been saying anything to her. At least not out loud. That stopped me dead in my tracks. From inside the plane, I could hear Tattoo Girl giggle. Whattheshit! Still, I didn't understand why they had the inside appointed like an extra- large motel room. High- tech and fully automated, to be sure, but orange carpeting and tacky Ikea furniture? Anyway, we were gathered around a large folding table in the space formerly occupied by the step van they called the Black Widow, converting it into a conference area. Right beside it was another area currently being occupied by another van, this time a cool F1. SUV. We were just finishing a nice dinner of spaghetti and buttered rolls cooked up by Jolly.. I mean, Ray, and ice cream. The girls were looking at me in wide- eyed wonder as I polished off my fourth serving. Lottth better than my momth. Essentially, about sixteen or seventeen years ago, a batch of bottled water got tainted with some chemical (a long story in itself, involving a pharma company, urban terrorists and the military). Women that were pregnant at the time who drank the water had an even chance of giving birth to children who would go through a spontaneous physical change, which included a sex change accompanied by the development of certain comic- book- y powers in their middle teens. During our little dinner- talk, they explained that the Center was put up by the government to gather up these Teen Titan wannabes, train them and, eventually, use them for counter terrorism and other military stuff. Apparently this bunch that kidnapped me was made up of some of these kids, and was sent out by the Center to collect me since I was under suspicion of being one of them. Vee was a mind reader, which I had already figured out, Dani was an empath (that was like a mind reader, except she read emotions, mostly), Sheri was a . And the big guy, Ray, was a genius- level mimic - that was to say, he can easily learn stuff and therefore mimic anyone - like reading a medical or legal text or a training manual and he's a doctor or a lawyer or a karate expert. It was hard to really believe all of it until all of them staged a little ten- minute show- and- tell. Ray assembled a flashlight from a walkie- talkie, a plastic drinking cup, two forks and a piece of aluminum foil, and Heather shaped its light beam into a little rainbow- colored dragon and made it walk across the table. Vee staged a kind of ventriloquist act where she echoed what I said a fraction of a second after I said each word, and Dani correctly identified which out of twenty different flavors of pudding I preferred (which Heather hated coz I basically ate up their little kitchen's entire stock of pudding). As for Sheri, simply by holding on to my disposable Bic pen, she was able to recite a list of everything I ever wrote with it since I bought it yesterday. All I could say after all that was, . Apparently they were swamped with a lot of stuff back in The Center and couldn't spare too many people for these . I was wondering what kind of powers I would get when I get through changing. And they're all ex- guys. But I guess my, ummm, sexual preference has flipped as well. Is the colored hair part of the change? A lot of us look pretty normal. We can't really control how we end up looking.
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