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Help me write- SOMETHING!:

 101 Sijo, Wed, 24th Apr '13 6:00:35 PM from Puerto Rico
OK, let's take another crack at this!! grin

This is going to be *brief* because I decided it would be easier to write (given all the interruptions that I keep having) if I wrote each chapter in smaller bits. On the other hand, they should come faster now as well!

CHAPTER 10, Part 2

"Let me see if I understand" the old captain said to the sailor, his accent thick. "Ivan and you, you saw- a woman walking on the surface of the sea. And then a- a seesaw- a child's plaything- appeared out of nowhere, and launched him into the sky!?

"I swear, Captain, I haven't been drinking!" (Well, no more than usual.) We are in strange place! The Bermuda Triangle, maybe!"

"FOOL! That be Old Wive's tales!! Now tell me what really happened, or I throw you into brig!"

But all the sailor could do was babble incoherently.

"Bah, take him away!" the Captain shouted, turning around. Security officers quickly hurried to do so.

"Helmsman! Take us down!"

"Aye!"

And suddenly, the metallic ship began to sink, disappearing below the waves in seconds.

For it wasn't a typical ship of this world. No, it was a submarine, a nuclear one, having been pulled from the real world by the Chaos Storm blowing above.

Not that they knew that. As far as they knew, they'd somehow lost radio contact with Russia, and in fact with *everyone*. They feared the worst- that the world had finally blown itself up, with nuclear missiles like the ones they carried aboard. Which is why they surfaced, to check out for radiation in the environment, but found none.

Of course, the last thing they expected to find were fairy tale events.

Meanwhile, on Earth, their absence hadn't gone unnoticed either, and the Russian navy was desperately trying to find them as well...

Next: Quote the Raven- NEVERMORE!

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Awesome to see this active again cool

I'll hold off on suggestions until the next update, just to give you a little room to work with what you've already got.

 103 philosopher, Wed, 24th Apr '13 9:04:02 PM from Behind the Wall
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I missed you. Glad to see you back.smile
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 104 Victin, Thu, 25th Apr '13 9:00:44 AM from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil Relationship Status: LET'S HAVE A ZILLION BABIES
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Yay! More cool stories! grin I'll also await until the next parts come so I can give out more suggestions.
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 105 Sijo, Fri, 26th Apr '13 10:12:52 PM from Puerto Rico
CHAPTER 10, Part 3

Meanwhile, Captain Bullet, Professor Cornudo, Sir Alphonse, The Writer and The Chief continued making their way through the dark forest. It started becoming lighter, and the temperature, colder. They were definitely moving upwards, as if climbing a mountain. They soon spotted a path that seemed to lead out of the forest.

“Halt!” a voice suddenly said. “What business have you here?”

Everyone looked around, but saw nobody. “Where are ye? Come out, whoever ye are!” Bullet said.

“I’m right in front of you!” the voice said, indignantly.

They looked, but all they saw was more of the forest flora.

“Are you invisible?” Cornudo asked.

“Down HERE!” it snapped.

Everyone looked down… and finally noticing the voice coming from- a moving toadstool.

“Oh great, I should have known” Bullet grumbled. “Now it’s talking mushrooms.”

“Mock me, and you’ll feel the wrath of the forest, woman!”

“No!” The Writer quickly interjected. “There’s no need for that. We are here at the advice of an Ent, in fact.”

“Oh, you are the folks he said would be coming over? Why didn’t you say so from the start? You may pass” the fungi said.

The group then continued on their way up the path, some trying to repress a laugh, and others glad that nothing came out of the incident.

“Man, when will weird things like that stop happening?” the writer comment absentmindedly.

“NEVER!” a voice suddenly cackled from above.

“Eh?” everyone gasped, then looked up.

A large, black bird was directly over them!

“Aw no, not again!” the writer cursed, as he ran for cover under a shrub. Why did birds here hate him so much!?

Bullet, Alphonse and the Chief drew their weapons, ready to cut down the bird as soon as it attacked them.

But the attack never came. Instead, it began to jump down, slowly, one branch at a time. It stopped some distance over the Writer. “…More” it said.

“Wait, what did you say?” the writer suddenly gasped. It wasn’t the fact that the bird spoke that amazed him; it was WHAT he said that made him suspicious.

And then the black creature confirmed it by saying, “Nevermore.”

“Ohhh, you’ve got to be KIDDING me!” he snapped.

“Nevermore!” it insisted.

“Is that supposed to mean something, Seer?” Cornudo asked.

“Yeah, it’s from a poem” he grumbled. “It goes-”

“Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling” another voice suddenly began to say.

Everyone turned around to see that it was-

-Bullet!?

“By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore”

“though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou, ” I said, “art sure no craven”

“ghastly grim and ancient raven wandering from the Nightly shore — "

“Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”

“Quoth the raven: Nevermore.”

Everyone stared in shock.

“…What? Can’t a pirate girl have a little class? Humph!”

“Wait a minute! How is that poem known around here?” the writer asked.

“What do ye mean, around here?” she asked.

“Err, well, it was written by a poet from my- native land, which is far, far away. I would never have expected anyone here to have heard it.” He had not yet told them that he came from an entirely different reality.

“All I know is that it was in one book in a treasure hoard I once captured. How it got there, I never found out.”

“More importantly” the ‘Seer’ pondered aloud, “why is this bird quoting it now?

“Why don’t you ask it?” Cornudo suggested.

“Yeah, no. In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t have much luck with birds”.

“Actually, this one seems to like you” Bullet said with a smirk.

“Eh? What do you” -and then he noticed that the raven was now standing right behind his head.

“AAHHH!!” he screamed, and ran off. “Keep it away from me!!!”

The black bird stayed behind, looking at him confused. “…Caw?” it said, sadly.

NEXT: Killer Penguins!!!

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 106 Philosopher, Thu, 20th Jun '13 4:43:51 PM from Behind the Wall
Coming For you
Please tell me this isn't over! I really wanted to see what direction this went.
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 107 Sijo, Thu, 20th Jun '13 4:53:41 PM from Puerto Rico
Sorry people, but my life has really screwed me over recently. In the past few weeks I have a)injured my back (it's an old injury acting up, actually- I'm Ok now) and b) had my computer break down (it's fixed now- I hope.) In all the chaos, I forgot about this project. My apologies to those who were following it.

After thinking about it, I've realized I just cannot keep a regular writing schedule, not with the crap life keeps tossing at me. So I've decided to officially suspend it. Trust me, I regret this too- I was having a blast, but I must find some other writing project, one that fits my lifestyle better. One thing is for sure, whatever it is, you'll hear about it here, so I'm not going to disappear forever.

I'd like to thank all of you who contributed ideas and comments and who followed my writings so faithfully; you really motivated me to be creative. And don't worry- someday, Captain Bullet and company will return. smile

edited 20th Jun '13 4:55:11 PM by Sijo

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 108 Victin, Thu, 20th Jun '13 5:32:51 PM from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil Relationship Status: LET'S HAVE A ZILLION BABIES
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I sallute you Sijo, may good luck be bestowed upon you until our fates meet again and Captain Bullet and friends' stories reborn! Why did I jus twrite like this? I do'nt know, I suppose it's because I'm sleep
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