Post by May on May 21, 2009 15:39:55 GMT -5
I know, lame title. Dx I couldn't think of anything witty. The story is okay, I guess. I wrote it for library class and it's three pages long. >> I just wanted to see what everyone thinks. :3 Oh, and I don't know how to italicize or indent on FoF, so... xD
It had started out as a regular weekend. I was surfing around my favorite site, Neopets, when the screen went black. “What’s going on?” I muttered, slamming on the keyboard. Suddenly, I felt a tingling in my body and before I knew it I was being sucked into the computer! I collapsed unceremoniously on a tiled floor, groaning. I began to look up and stopped when I saw the amazing sight before me. Banners flashed back and forth, ads fluttered around my head, and everywhere there were neopets! Eyries, JubJubs, Unis, the whole lot of them, of every color and description, were wandering around in groups or pairs, laughing and talking.
It was only then that I noticed the various other human forms around me. I supposed they were owners as well, due to the usernames floating above their heads. When I craned my neck back, I saw my own, may300m, hovering up above me. I dragged myself up and went over to the nearest owner, a young girl about my age. “Do you know what’s going on?” I asked, but she just shook her head and shrugged. Other attempts with others received similar answers. “Well, it seems I’m going to take things into my own hands.” I declared as I marched over to the flashing banners. “Wait, what’s this?” I cried as all of banners blinked out and the ads vanished. An extremely arrogant voice surrounded us. “Hello, pitiful of occupants of Neopia. I have finally managed to take over your tiny little planet (here even more smugness entered the voice) with the help of my evil supercomputer and am going to enslave you and your neopets. Sloth out. Have a nice day!”
Sloth! I should have known! That pineapple-haired, green skinned maniac was always up to something. Well, it seemed I really was going to have to do something. As everyone else was going through the general screaming, running in circles, and praying, I quietly slipped away, but my slink turned into a sprint. “What’s happening?” I screamed as even my smallest movements went at breakneck speed. Then an idea popped into my head. Maybe, since neopets had battle stats and all us owners had been sucked into the world of Neopets, we had gotten stats too! It was quite apparent that mine were pretty good. I zipped past all the other owners and slipped into the shadows. “Now if I was Sloth, where would I keep a supercomputer?” I pondered. “Ah, right, the Space Station! But I’ll need a disguise...” My eyes flicked over to the NeoCash Mall. “This should work just fine.”
Darting between the isles, I spied just what I was looking for. “This Superpack will soon explode!” I read. “...with armor no space trooper should be without.” I rolled my eyes. “I’ll never get The Neopets Team’s sense of humor...” I slipped on the helmet, leggings, and armor, but took the oxygen tank and “Storm Trooper Weapon of Choice” just incase. Just as I was leaving, the sales clerk rushed at me, shaking his fist. “You need to pay for that!” he shouted, bearing down on me and I realized too late that I only had one hundred NeoCash on hand and the Superpack cost seven hundred. “Uh... Gotta run! Sorry!” I yelled as I dashed out of the store. “You’ll thank me later!”
Several hours later, I was at the space station. “Thank Gar for shuttle rockets.” I muttered as I stepped out onto the landing platform, now thankful for my oxygen tank. Now came the hard part. Two burly Grundo guards were standing in front of the doorway into the Space Station. “Yous gotta security pass?” One of them growled at me. I tried to sound official as I announced, “I’m here on Sloth’s orders. I demand entrance into the Space Station!” The two guards straightened up and tried to look smart, although what they really looked like was like they were sharing a brain cell. “Go right in, sir!” One of them said as he pressed the button to release the doors. As I marched through, I heard the Grundo on the left say, “I always thought Storm Troopers were taller...”
I was in! “Now, let’s see...” I breathed as I glanced along the corridor. My mouth dropped open as I noticed the flashing neon sign that said “GIANT EVIL SUPER COMPUTER THIS WAY”. “Dear Gar...” I gasped. “He even included an arrow...”
I skittered up the hallway to the correct door. I now was presented with the rather important problem of how exactly to get into the aforementioned room containing the computer. “Hmm...” I suddenly had an idea. If my speed stats were high, why shouldn’t my strength stats be the same way? I took a swing at the control panel and with a sizzle of electrical cords and a small explosion that took my eyebrows off, the doors opened and I slithered inside.
I wasn’t prepared for the sight that awaited me. The entire room was the computer! Columns of binary flashed around the walls and incomprehensible strings of numbers populated the ceiling and floor.
I jumped as an electronic voice surrounded me. “WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE HERE, SMALL BEING?” it beeped. This was not what I had been planning for. I had been expecting... I don’t know. A monitor with an evil face painted on it? Well, what I did know what that I certainly couldn’t smash it. The room seemed to stretch on for miles! Then I had an idea, and a large grin spread itself out on my face. “Computer,” I asked brightly. “Could you tell me all the digits in pi? I seem to have forgotten.”
“CERTAINLY, SMALL BEING. 3.141592653589793238462643383279...” the computer buzzed as I stood in the middle of the floor, grinning maniacally. Then it happened.
Somewhere around one hundred digits, I began to notice the acrid smell of smoke start to fill the room. “That’s my cue!” I whispered under my breath as I quietly slipped out. The computer kept listing the numbers, but I could sense something wrong now. It was doubling back, repeating numbers, and stuttering uncertainly. “Three,” I hissed excitedly. “Two, one.”
A huge explosion rocked me off my feet and slammed me against the opposite wall. I crawled off the floor groaning (again) and stood back up. All that was left of the huge computer was a smoking crater. Unfortunately, the explosion had also attracted the guards. They advanced on me and I prepared myself for a fight, but to my surprise, they lifted me up on their shoulders and started singing “For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow” until I took the helmet off (it had been sweltering in there) and they switched to “For She’s a Jolly Good Fellow”. I was escorted out of the Space Station where none other than Queen Fyora herself awaited me. I bowed respectfully but she smiled and said “There’s no need for that, young owner. You seem to have just saved Neopia from an evil fate, so it is I that should be bowing to you.”
“Uh, that won’t be necessary, m’am.” I said hurriedly, thinking about the problems that might arise if the media heard I had “made” the Queen of the Faeries bow to me. She shrugged and opened the door to an awaiting rocket, where I gratefully stepped inside and promptly fell asleep.
Several weeks later, the fan mail was still coming in, I had been asked to star in several ads, and I had been given so many gifts of items and neopoints my neopets and I had moved into a mansion with a gold toilet.
It all was getting rather tiring, though. I had no idea what to do with all this money and getting neomails that said something along the lines of “omg ur so awesum thx fur savin neopets” had rather lost its charm. It wasn’t until one morning when I was sitting in the living room of my mansion, sipping a glass of orange juice and chewing on some toast that it hit me. There didn’t seem to be any way for me to get out of Neopia, back into that place we shakily call “the real world” and last time I checked, Neopia had no schools of any kind whatsoever. I hadn’t realized it until now, because I had been too busy with everything that had been happening. Now that it had dawned upon me, I jumped out of my chair with a scream of joy that made a window crack in the other room.
Life, it seemed, was looking up.
It had started out as a regular weekend. I was surfing around my favorite site, Neopets, when the screen went black. “What’s going on?” I muttered, slamming on the keyboard. Suddenly, I felt a tingling in my body and before I knew it I was being sucked into the computer! I collapsed unceremoniously on a tiled floor, groaning. I began to look up and stopped when I saw the amazing sight before me. Banners flashed back and forth, ads fluttered around my head, and everywhere there were neopets! Eyries, JubJubs, Unis, the whole lot of them, of every color and description, were wandering around in groups or pairs, laughing and talking.
It was only then that I noticed the various other human forms around me. I supposed they were owners as well, due to the usernames floating above their heads. When I craned my neck back, I saw my own, may300m, hovering up above me. I dragged myself up and went over to the nearest owner, a young girl about my age. “Do you know what’s going on?” I asked, but she just shook her head and shrugged. Other attempts with others received similar answers. “Well, it seems I’m going to take things into my own hands.” I declared as I marched over to the flashing banners. “Wait, what’s this?” I cried as all of banners blinked out and the ads vanished. An extremely arrogant voice surrounded us. “Hello, pitiful of occupants of Neopia. I have finally managed to take over your tiny little planet (here even more smugness entered the voice) with the help of my evil supercomputer and am going to enslave you and your neopets. Sloth out. Have a nice day!”
Sloth! I should have known! That pineapple-haired, green skinned maniac was always up to something. Well, it seemed I really was going to have to do something. As everyone else was going through the general screaming, running in circles, and praying, I quietly slipped away, but my slink turned into a sprint. “What’s happening?” I screamed as even my smallest movements went at breakneck speed. Then an idea popped into my head. Maybe, since neopets had battle stats and all us owners had been sucked into the world of Neopets, we had gotten stats too! It was quite apparent that mine were pretty good. I zipped past all the other owners and slipped into the shadows. “Now if I was Sloth, where would I keep a supercomputer?” I pondered. “Ah, right, the Space Station! But I’ll need a disguise...” My eyes flicked over to the NeoCash Mall. “This should work just fine.”
Darting between the isles, I spied just what I was looking for. “This Superpack will soon explode!” I read. “...with armor no space trooper should be without.” I rolled my eyes. “I’ll never get The Neopets Team’s sense of humor...” I slipped on the helmet, leggings, and armor, but took the oxygen tank and “Storm Trooper Weapon of Choice” just incase. Just as I was leaving, the sales clerk rushed at me, shaking his fist. “You need to pay for that!” he shouted, bearing down on me and I realized too late that I only had one hundred NeoCash on hand and the Superpack cost seven hundred. “Uh... Gotta run! Sorry!” I yelled as I dashed out of the store. “You’ll thank me later!”
Several hours later, I was at the space station. “Thank Gar for shuttle rockets.” I muttered as I stepped out onto the landing platform, now thankful for my oxygen tank. Now came the hard part. Two burly Grundo guards were standing in front of the doorway into the Space Station. “Yous gotta security pass?” One of them growled at me. I tried to sound official as I announced, “I’m here on Sloth’s orders. I demand entrance into the Space Station!” The two guards straightened up and tried to look smart, although what they really looked like was like they were sharing a brain cell. “Go right in, sir!” One of them said as he pressed the button to release the doors. As I marched through, I heard the Grundo on the left say, “I always thought Storm Troopers were taller...”
I was in! “Now, let’s see...” I breathed as I glanced along the corridor. My mouth dropped open as I noticed the flashing neon sign that said “GIANT EVIL SUPER COMPUTER THIS WAY”. “Dear Gar...” I gasped. “He even included an arrow...”
I skittered up the hallway to the correct door. I now was presented with the rather important problem of how exactly to get into the aforementioned room containing the computer. “Hmm...” I suddenly had an idea. If my speed stats were high, why shouldn’t my strength stats be the same way? I took a swing at the control panel and with a sizzle of electrical cords and a small explosion that took my eyebrows off, the doors opened and I slithered inside.
I wasn’t prepared for the sight that awaited me. The entire room was the computer! Columns of binary flashed around the walls and incomprehensible strings of numbers populated the ceiling and floor.
I jumped as an electronic voice surrounded me. “WHAT IS YOUR PURPOSE HERE, SMALL BEING?” it beeped. This was not what I had been planning for. I had been expecting... I don’t know. A monitor with an evil face painted on it? Well, what I did know what that I certainly couldn’t smash it. The room seemed to stretch on for miles! Then I had an idea, and a large grin spread itself out on my face. “Computer,” I asked brightly. “Could you tell me all the digits in pi? I seem to have forgotten.”
“CERTAINLY, SMALL BEING. 3.141592653589793238462643383279...” the computer buzzed as I stood in the middle of the floor, grinning maniacally. Then it happened.
Somewhere around one hundred digits, I began to notice the acrid smell of smoke start to fill the room. “That’s my cue!” I whispered under my breath as I quietly slipped out. The computer kept listing the numbers, but I could sense something wrong now. It was doubling back, repeating numbers, and stuttering uncertainly. “Three,” I hissed excitedly. “Two, one.”
A huge explosion rocked me off my feet and slammed me against the opposite wall. I crawled off the floor groaning (again) and stood back up. All that was left of the huge computer was a smoking crater. Unfortunately, the explosion had also attracted the guards. They advanced on me and I prepared myself for a fight, but to my surprise, they lifted me up on their shoulders and started singing “For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow” until I took the helmet off (it had been sweltering in there) and they switched to “For She’s a Jolly Good Fellow”. I was escorted out of the Space Station where none other than Queen Fyora herself awaited me. I bowed respectfully but she smiled and said “There’s no need for that, young owner. You seem to have just saved Neopia from an evil fate, so it is I that should be bowing to you.”
“Uh, that won’t be necessary, m’am.” I said hurriedly, thinking about the problems that might arise if the media heard I had “made” the Queen of the Faeries bow to me. She shrugged and opened the door to an awaiting rocket, where I gratefully stepped inside and promptly fell asleep.
Several weeks later, the fan mail was still coming in, I had been asked to star in several ads, and I had been given so many gifts of items and neopoints my neopets and I had moved into a mansion with a gold toilet.
It all was getting rather tiring, though. I had no idea what to do with all this money and getting neomails that said something along the lines of “omg ur so awesum thx fur savin neopets” had rather lost its charm. It wasn’t until one morning when I was sitting in the living room of my mansion, sipping a glass of orange juice and chewing on some toast that it hit me. There didn’t seem to be any way for me to get out of Neopia, back into that place we shakily call “the real world” and last time I checked, Neopia had no schools of any kind whatsoever. I hadn’t realized it until now, because I had been too busy with everything that had been happening. Now that it had dawned upon me, I jumped out of my chair with a scream of joy that made a window crack in the other room.
Life, it seemed, was looking up.
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