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Lunacorva Since: Mar, 2011 Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
#76: Dec 30th 2011 at 12:43:00 AM

The first thing I saw upon arriving at the crashsite were about seven cops standing around the area, taking notes, as I watched one of them moved and I caught the flash of his name tag

Hmmm interesting

I would have smiled if I could have. A plan was beginning to form in my mind. Making sure I wasn't too noticeable, I flew closer towards the cops. If I could memorise their names, tracking them would be so much easier

[[spoiler: To the G.M's: what are their names?

Kuiper [insert title here] from over to the right. Since: May, 2009
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#77: Dec 30th 2011 at 2:37:39 PM

Uhh... Harold Armswell, Oswald Miller, James Wilson, Wilson Jackson, Anna Jackson, and Jilian Kingston. Obvious nicknames for them would be used instead of full names, but those wouldn't be on a nametag.

Liz nodded in return, but a took a moment to respond. I gave her a moment to rest. This was a stressful night for everyone involved, and she needed a moment. We all did. Ryan already had his, and I might have a breakdown when I had time to reflect. Probably tonight before I went to bed. I might call in sick to the soccer game in the morning... My thoughts were interrupted by Liz.

"I'll be alright. Did everyone else get out?" I heard her say. Her voice still sounded a bit shaky to me, but calm enough I suppose. At least she wasn't on the verge of crying anymore.

"Yeah," I responded, "Ryan and I ran after Alex to the alley over here. He just..." I took a moment to try and formulate a somewhat sane way to say this, but then I remembered that sanity had taken off for the night, "... turned into a bird and flew away." I was sure that annoyance was creeping into my voice, but I sure didn't care. He shouldn't have gone off on his own without us... And from what I had seen of him so far and from school, I couldn't tell if he had flown to watch a volley-ball game or to disrupt a nuclear power plant. Neither would have particularly surprised me at that point, but that might have had less to do with him and more to do with the aliens.

edited 30th Dec '11 2:39:49 PM by Kuiper

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neobullseye R.I.P. Stuntel: 1-9-2012 from Here, of course. Since: Jun, 2011
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#78: Dec 31st 2011 at 1:00:49 PM

I sighed, looked down and shook my head. I still wondered what we just got ourselves into, but now I also wondered what the consequences would be. I was afraid. Afraid of the obscenely powerful alien force. But also afraid of what I might have to do, and what all this would do to us. Would we be force to kill the invading aliens? Propably. But would I be able to do so? Propably not.
I tried to make up excuses for myself. It's for self-defense, they're savage beasts, human life is more important than alien life. ...All those were worthless thigns I didn't even believe in. I feel that any life should be equally important, from worm to human to living lawnmower. And though I can live with killing to survive, it's not self-defense if you start the conflict yourself. Then again, we're not the ones who started it, the Yeerks did. Still, even war doesn't excuse everything...
I shook my head again, this time a bit more vigorously. I was driving myself insane by thinking like this. I needed some kind of distraction, something to sway my mind away from the horrible situation we've got ourselves in. If I couldn't find something soon, the stress building up inside my body might very well find it's way out through a different route...

"I... think I'm heading home for today.", I said, then headed for the exit of the alley.

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#79: Jan 1st 2012 at 8:37:25 AM

Harold Armswell... Oswald Miller... James Wilson... Wilson Jackson... Anna Jackson... Jilian Kingston...

Harold Armswell... Oswald Miller... James Wilson... Wilson Jackson... Anna Jackson... Jilian Kingston...

I repeated the names in my head over and over again as I flew inside the mall, thankfully it was too early for anyone to be working there but Crap! Keep the names Harold Armswell... Oswald Miller... James Wilson... Wilson Jackson... Anna Jackson... Jilian Kingston...

Luck was on my side when I saw an information booth with a couple of pens and a notebook on the counter.

I ducked behind the booth (hopefully I wouldn't be picked up by any cameras) and began to demorph, even as my body was shifting and warping I kept the list in mind. There was no way I was reporting back to Jamie emptyhanded. This was one thing I refused to fail at.

The second I was human, I grabbed a notebook and pen and wrote down the names then I ducked back down and resumed raven morph. Grabbing the notebook in my talons (making sure not to grab where I'd written) I flew out the mall and towards my previous location

To GM: Is it a weekday or weekend/holiday

Kuiper [insert title here] from over to the right. Since: May, 2009
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#80: Jan 1st 2012 at 3:16:58 PM

Friday. The next day is a Saturday, which is a normal day for soccer games to be on. At least, as far as I know.

"That's a great idea," I said to Ryan, "Meet me at the usual place tomorrow morning." The "usual place" being the alley behind the pet shop. Then, I turned to Liz, and leaned down next to her. "I know this can't help much," I said, though I probably could have started that better, "But, I'm meeting with Ryan behind the pet shop, and you should be there, too." She was a more logical thinker than I, and probably would have dissected a lot of what had happened tonight. Or focused on something else to forget this. I couldn't be sure.

I still couldn't believe Alex had just left. It was irresponsible... Though, I'll admit, part of my annoyance was just that I couldn't trust him. Had it been Ryan or Liz, I would've been far less annoyed; in fact, had it been most people, I would have been far less annoyed. It was just that it was Alex, the class kamikaze with no sense of ceremony or personal space.

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#81: Jan 1st 2012 at 8:22:12 PM

I hid behind a bush as I demorphed and dressed. Thankfully my clothes hadn't been damaged in my absence except for some minor dirt stains.

EDIT: I looked around the street. Apart from a few lights it seemed that everyone had gone to bed. Though I was eager to share the news, I could see that the others would be too fatigued to absorb it. I decided I should try to rest myself, but I needed to find a place to sleep, obviously I couldn't just fall asleep in the middle of the street. I considered returning home, but dismissed the idea almost immediately. Returning home would just create unnecessary complications. But I still needed a place to sleep. I walked away from the street. Going nowhere in particular. Despite the lateness of the hour, I did not feel fatigued. The adrenaline from what I had just been through and the excitement of the plan running through my mind, was keeping my mind alert and awake as I walked through the streets. But even if my thoughts were active, my body was becoming exhausted. My legs ached with every step I took. Eventually I arrived at a parklike area. After searching for about ten minutes I found an acceptable resting place. A patch of long grass that was slightly softer than everywhere else. I law down on the grass and tried to sleep.

It was not a peacefull sleep, throughout the entire night, I could feel the hard ground digging into my hips. The jacket I was wearing could offer only so much protection from the cold and my feet continued to send pain up my legs. Even my mind was no comfort, once the hyperfocus of the plan had been drained by exhaustion and replaced with my usual scramble of thoughts, my mind invariably began shifting through visions of the moment of the crashsite. Because my mind was in that blurred state between dreams and wakefullness (too tired to be lucid, too uncomfortable to truly sleep) the thoughts were not at all coherent. But the sentiment was unbroken, unending terror, helplessness, grief and violence. Playing throughout my mind again and again.

At some point, I realised it was morning, I picked my phone out of my pocket to check the time, but the battery was flat

Hmm, guess I will have to return hom- To Martin's house for something

I left my hiding spot and walked back the way I came from, fortuneately I had been walking in a relatively straight line, so retracing my footsteps was simple.

Eventually, I arrived at a street featuring a house that I recognised as one that Jamie had gotten of the bus and walked towards. I smiled, it was time to present my findings.

It was odd, for some reason I had instinctively picked Jamie as the leader. I'm not sure why, it certainly wasn't because I liked the guy. But then again, perhaps the reason that I had conflicted with Jamie, was the same reason I trusted him. Jamie was not one to mince words. To him, diplomacy came second to accomplishing the task at hand. And while that made him an asshole it was also an invaluable trait for a leader.

I approached the house and knocked on the door

Hey Kuipher, would you mind roleplaying Jamie's family?

edited 6th Jan '12 4:06:46 AM by Lunacorva

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#82: Jan 3rd 2012 at 8:51:13 PM

Still a little unsteady, I had a slight pause to process Jamie's comment before agreeing to meet up the next day. After this type of day, I knew that I would need some sleep as well as time to sort through the eventual onrush of information that I had to get through.

I began to head home, mostly lost in my thoughts - trying to figure out what we knew, what we were told, and what we need to figure out. After all, it's easier to learn what you don't know if you know what you don't know. Elfangor seemed trustworthy, but he was dying, about to be killed, and communicating with aliens. Any one of those could affect your ability to communicate correctly and combining all of them made it seem unlikely that everything we heard was completely true, and that's assuming that he was honest. All we had to support that was feeling and that his hunter was excessively violent.

It was late enough by the time I got home that I could likely get in without having to talk with anyone. Jay was still up, watching some show, but he tended not to start the conversation normally. Mom popped up from bed when she heard me passing by their room, but I mentioned that I felt like I was starting to get a migrane and was heading to bed and she did as well. The only thing that kept me from feeling too bad about it was that I was telling the truth, if exaggerating it a little.

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#83: Jan 5th 2012 at 1:13:39 PM

I nodded, even though I wasn't exactly sure if I agreed with Jamie. On one side, I really didn't want to get involved in an interplanetary war. On the other hand, I couldn't just ignore the alien's last wishes after everything he did; I felt guilty enough as it was. I exited the alley and headed for home.

My mind never stopped even once on my way home. Why did all of this happen to me? Why didn't it happen to someone else, someone more ruthless and actually capable of fighting. Why, why, why, hundreds of whys remained unanswered. Some of them would remain like that forever.

When I finally reached my house, it was quite a bit later than I was supposed to return. I silently tried to enter the house... then utterly failed at doing so due to the fact that I had to use a key, which was heard by Gizmo (My cat) who then immediately jumped up to greet me. "Hey there, buddy!", I said as I picked him off the ground and hugged him. Obviously I got no vocal response, but everything about Gizmo told me that he was very happy to see me. And honestly, I could use it after today. As I closed the front door, I heard a voice behind me.

"Good night, Ryan. Care to explaining what took you so long?". I froze, then slowly turned around. My mother, Lauren, was standing in the door opening leading to the living room, obviously mad.
"Well, uhm, you see...", I started, then realized with a shock that I couldn't tell my mother what I saw today. She would either think I'm crazy, or - I hope with all my heart that this is not the case - the Yeerk living inside of her would report me to its leader. I figured out that I had to lie to my mother... I put Gizmo on the ground again to give myself a few seconds extra thinking time. "The movie took longer than expected, so we left a bit later. Then when we were heading home, I got distracted by some jerk killing a bird.". I was shocked at how easily that lie came out. Well, lie, lie... It wasn't exactly a lie, but it wasn't the full truth either, which is just as bad if you use it to misguide someone.
My mother sighed, then continued. "Why didn't you call me? One of you guys must have a cellphone, right? Do you have any idea how worried I was?"
"I'm sorry, mom... But how would you react if the phone would suddenly ring late in the evening if you weren't expecting anyone?" How am I keeping this up?
"I would've been relieved to hear your voice, at least.". Her facial expression changed from angry to sad; she seemed about ready to cry.
"I'm sorry, mom, really. You're right, I should've called you." I felt about ready to cry too. I don't think I've ever felt as bad before as I did that night. Little did I know that this would only be the beginning...
Of course, my mother noticed this too. "Is something wrong, dear?"
"...I just don't feel that good. I guess I'm still thinking about that jerk." Again, only half of the truth...
My mother smiled again. At least my lies had a positive effect now, though I still felt sick for telling them. "You're such a sweetheart. But you shouldn't think of things you can't change for that long. It's best if you let it be.". She then returned to the living room.
She was right, as usual. It didn't cheer me up one bit though.

A bit later, I turned in for the day. Gizmo followed me to my room, jumped on my bed, then curle up at the foot end. Suddenly, I got an idea. "Hey, Gizmo, come over here." Gizmo lazily lifted his head, then walked over to me. Now how did that alien say this works again? I know he's speaking the truth due to what Alex did, but how... Focus on the animal you're holding or something? Suddenly, Gizmo went limp in my arms, scaring the crap out of me! "Gizmo, Gizmo!", I whispered. Then, just as suddenly as Gizmo passed out, he woke up again. He looked at me with his big green eyes, confused as to what just happened. ...Did I do that? "Don't you ever scare me like that again, okay?". Gizmo just tilted his head in response, letting out a single meow. I carefully placed Gizmo back on my bed and rubbed his head for a second, then laid down myself too.

edited 5th Jan '12 1:19:18 PM by neobullseye

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#84: Jan 5th 2012 at 2:00:59 PM

A rather large man opened the door in front of Alex, his hair and appearance vaguely reminding one of a soldier, where it not for his tank-top and boxers. "Can I help you?" He asked, clearly annoyed. In the background, the sounds of a TV playing morning cartoons could be heard.


I let Liz and Ryan go their separate ways for the time being. I didn't have time to worry about it now; I had to get back home myself. I had no doubt that Mom and Kyle would be extremely worried by now, though my little sister was probably in bed by now.

"Jamie, it's not like you to be late," My mom sounded shocked. I was, too, to be honest. "I had to pull Ryan away from this angry guy," I said. The truth. I pulled him away from an angry alien with tentacles that was eating another alien in an interplanetary war. "Something about a cat that was being mistreated or something." Also not a lie; he was always talking about cats that were getting mistreated. "At least you're home safe..." "I won't be at the game tomorrow, though." "Why?" "One of my friends is going through a crisis and I need to be there for him." Still true. I was also in this crisis, as was Liz and, unless he got himself killed already, Alex. "As long as your coach is okay with that..." And with that, my mom want back to her bedroom. Kyle hadn't even bothered to get up when I got home, but I wasn't surprised. He was always a heavy sleeper. I wanted to stay up and make plans. I wanted to get some sort of cohesive plan to gather intelligence. But I needed to sleep, as tomorrow would be a long day.

edited 7th Jan '12 7:43:42 PM by Kuiper

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#85: Jan 5th 2012 at 3:09:38 PM

I looked up at the man

"Yes, my name is Alex, I'm a classmate of Jamie's. Is he available? There is a matter which I need to discuss with him."

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#86: Jan 7th 2012 at 7:45:12 PM

"Yeah," The man said, looking behind him, "Jamie! A kid named Alex is looking for you!" He waited a minute, than turned back to Alex. "He's not here. If you're serious about looking for him, he might be downtown behind 'Lions Tigers and Bears.' He's always meeting with friends there, lord knows why." He looked Alex up and down. He looked like he was about to say something, but was holding his tongue out of politeness.

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#87: Jan 8th 2012 at 3:34:04 AM

"Thank you for that information, I will not waste your time any longer."

With that said, I turned and left.

As I walked, I checked my pockets for my wallet, I could have flown to the lions tigers and bears club, but I needed to present my findings to Jamie in person and if I did that in my underwear, the chances of him listening to me were next to impossible.

Thankfully I had just enough change for a bus ticket, but I knew I would have to aquire- no steal money from someone (If I was going to steal from another, then I was at least going to be honest with myself about it)

It didn't take me long to arrive down town (public transport is a LOT better here than back home). What did take a long time however, was actually finding the club. EDIT: As it turns out, Lions Tigers & Bears was NOT a club, but rather a pet store. when I finally located the place, I spent about another ten minutes looking for Jamie. Eventually I spotted him in the back alley with Ryan. (that hair and cap are pretty distinctive) and approached him, ready to deliver my report.

edited 8th Jan '12 6:08:39 PM by Lunacorva

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#88: Jan 8th 2012 at 7:53:59 AM

I woke up pretty early the next day. And by that, I mean that I woke up every other hour due to nightmares. After the umpteenth time that I woke up i decided that maybe getting a drink would help me sleep better. If anything, getting out of bed would at least help me calm down a bit. It was only five in the morning, so logically everyone else in the house was still asleep. Well, everyone but Gizmo that is, who woke up everytime I violently shot straight up after another nightmare. I petted Gizmo for a while, then went downstairs to the living room, still dressed in pajamas. How late is Jamie expecting me anyways? Well, propably not at 5 AM... I shook my head. If I wanted to get some more sleep I should steer my head away from things like this. I wonder what he wants to talk about. Propably about what happened yesterday... Come to think of it, I didn't tell Jamie about what Alex did, did I? Well, I can tell him today then.
My thoughts were quickly interrupted when I suddenly felt something jumping on my lap, causing me to let out a yelp. "Aagh! ...Oh, it's you, Gizmo. You scared me, buddy." I couldn't help but laugh nervously while my heart felt like it was going to punch a hole in my chest. Wow, I was already going insane. At this rate, I wouldn't even make it through the week. I petted Gizmo a bit and finished my drink. A little while later I picked up Gizmo from my lap and put him on the ground before heading upstairs again, trying to get some more sleep.

A few hours, after I managed to get some more sleep, I prepared myself for the day. Apparently nobody noticed that I woke up every other hour tonight, which is good. Now I had less explaining to do, which meant that I didn't have to lie to everyone. After I finished my breakfast and brushed my teeth, I headed over to Jamie's parent's petstore, "Lions Tigers and Bears

."
Jamie was already there, waiting for me. "Hey... Had any sleep tonight?", I said while rubbing my eyes. After he answered, I continued. "Oh, before I forget...", I started, then looked around to see if anyone was listening, which didn't seem to be the case. "Remember when Alex took off yesterday night? Well, I saw him kill his ride after he was done with it. He simpy crushed its head inder his feet." I shivered when I recalled the events of that night.
Shortly after, Alex himself arrived. Before I even knew what I was doing, I was standing right in front of him. "Okay, what the hell was yesterday about!? Why did you murder that bird?!"

edited 8th Jan '12 8:02:21 AM by neobullseye

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#89: Jan 8th 2012 at 9:45:30 PM

I sighed, deciding to start at the beginning.

"First off." I began "As for why I left Elfangor to die and then almost got the rest of you killed out of cowardice. For that...

...I have no excuse"

I suppressed a shudder of guilt, before turning to Ryan

"As for why I killed the raven, it was dying when I found it. I did not have time to take it to the vet, and there was no way I was going to leave the creature to suffer simply because I was too weak to do the right thing. Crushing it's skull ensured a quick death. Besides" I added "If I cannot even kill a bird how am I going to be able to kill sentient people. On that matter"

I turned to Jamie

"Last night I returned to the crashsite via raven morph, in order to gather information as to what our next step should be. While I was there, I managed to aquire a list of the names of all the police officers investigating the scene. Now, considering that the Yeerks are an invading army, it is likely that they will have operatives in millitary and law enforcement agencies ie. The police. Also, considering the highly sensitive nature of the crashsite for the Yeerks, it is highly likely that they would be involved in covering it up. Therefore, logic would dictate that at least one of the cops is a host. Now that I have aquired a list of their names, we simply need to use stealth morphs to infiltrate the local police station where we can cross reference the names to personelle files and use that information (address, phone number, photo ect.) To observe those cops. Logically at least one of them will be a Yeerk and by watching them we should be able to gather more intel on the enemy, as well as any potential leads that will point us towards key targets".

edited 8th Jan '12 9:53:31 PM by Lunacorva

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#90: Jan 9th 2012 at 2:04:53 PM

It had taken me very little time in the morning to get ready. I had to take a shower to get the smell of the construction yard out of me. (My mom hadn't noticed it.) Then I got dressed, careful not to forget my hat. Then, shoes. Done.

Getting to the pet shop took significantly longer. The roads were filled with jerks, though I wasn't driving. (Age limits are annoying, but that's not my concern as-of now.) My bike was pretty fast, but getting around other people on the road took most of my time. Somehow, I still managed to arrive before Ryan. So I waited.

"Hey... Had any sleep tonight?" He asked as he arrived. "Enough," I replied, "Did you?" "Not enough, honestly," He answered. He then preceded with telling me that Alex killed the bird he had morphed into. I wasn't completely surprised, but I wasn't going to say anything yet. Then Alex arrived, and Ryan started to get angry. It happens rarely enough that most are surprised, but an animal was involved, so I expected as much. I listened to Alex's reasons closely. Unfortunately, he made perfect sense. Brilliant sense. Too much sense for him.

"Makes more sense than anything else you've said," I responded, "But we won't be making plans 'til Liz gets here." She was as much of a part of this as Ryan, Alex, or myself. We couldn't leave her in the dark.

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#91: Jan 9th 2012 at 6:13:44 PM

"Don't worry, I expected as much. When will she arrive?"

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#92: Jan 9th 2012 at 9:23:42 PM

Nope.

I had hoped that I could blank out on what was troubling me about the previous night during my morning waking. At least in the shower I didn't have to hide the bit of paranoia I felt. It was like a world-wide game of Werewolf, but you could actually die if you made a significant mistake. And I had no clue where the line between significant and insignificant was.

Still, if I was obviously worried, I'd have to explain why. And if I had to explain why, I would eventually slip up. So, I just needed to not appear worried, which meant that I needed to take my mind off a world-changing revelation of my understanding of reality. I hit my head softly against the bathroom counter, having to crouch to do so and feeling silly as I did so.

I managed to get dressed without adding a notable amount of time to my morning ritual. I grabbed some basic things from my room for a trip out and headed towards the front door.

"So where are you headed off to?" my mom asked as I started to head down the stairs. She was working in the living room, and seemed to just be as curious in the same way that any parent would be. If I didn't have a reason to think otherwise, I wouldn't have stopped heading down the stairs when she asked.

"Oh, thought I'd stop by the bookstore, maybe to another store or two by the mall. Might stop at the game store and see if anyone wants to test their deck. Which means I should really get my own..." I replied, nearly automatically, with a glance back towards my room with the last sentence to explain my stop. I headed back to my room and grabbed my Magic deck and dice bag. I'd have to stop at at least one of those places before heading home - I wasn't going to be lying completely if I could help it.

I headed back for the door and heard Jay call out, "Remember, seven tonight!" I paused, trying to think of what he was reminding me of. I worked out a reasonable question that would answer my actual question. "Which one?" He responded with the episode title and I knew exactly which show was on tonight. Normally I wouldn't have forgotten it, but this wasn't exactly normal circumstances.

Jamie had asked me to meet behind his parent's petstore, which I could have walked to, but if someone were going to check on me, my car would be an easy way to let them think they were. So I drove to the bookstore and, although I felt vaguely bad about it if I ended up not going in, walked towards the petstore from the other direction. I knew that the parking lot was big enough that it wouldn't be noticed if I got back in time to get home.

I'm not exactly fast, and I had to take a roundabout way, so I wasn't shocked that Jamie and Ryan were already there. Alex surprised me a little, but considering last night his presence wasn't shocking either.

"Sorry for being late. Had to find a place to park." I tried to give a natural smile, but I was sure it seemed a little sarcastic.

edited 11th Jan '12 2:24:11 AM by Passer

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#93: Jan 9th 2012 at 9:37:10 PM

I smiled back at her.

"Actually, your timing is perfect. Jamie wants to debrief you on the situation.

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#94: Jan 11th 2012 at 1:33:28 PM

Liz took a bit to show up, and I will admit, it did annoy me. Though it was morning, it was a waste of time to wait for her before figuring out our plan of action. She gave a smile, but I wasn't sure if she was really okay or if she was putting on a brave-face. It was a fine line. Although it wasn't all that relevant, so I left it at that for the time being, making a mental note to check up later on her mental health. After Ryan's, of course.

"As far as we know," I started, "the alien told us the truth. But we can't just assume that. So, we have to do some recon work to figure out if it's true." I gestured to Alex, "When Alex flew off last night, he was getting the names of a few officers down by the mall. Authority is a great place for aliens to hide, so we can observe them. We should also check either politicians or medical personal. Your pick, but both groups would be useful." I paused; not to gather my thoughts, but to let them take in the info I had given them.

"Now, this only leaves us with a few questions: can we really morph, what do we do when we find the alien, and how do we fit it all in with our school-time?"

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#95: Jan 11th 2012 at 7:18:28 PM

My head started working with what Jamie was saying was known against unknown to see how much he knew that he knew. After giving him his chance to talk, I thought through his thinking.

"Well, I think the first one is resonably answered. As you said, Alex flew off, so it seems to me that either we can morph or this is such an elaborate practical joke to the extent that I don't mind being fooled by it. How much it overlaps with what we were told is the more accurate question. The other two are fair questions, though I'm thinking more of what are we able to do when we find the alien." Giving everyone a pause to think, I looked for a place to sit or at least lean in a roughly sitting position. I knew it could be a little while before we moved off.

"Some stuff, though, we'll have to assume. The major one is that they don't know we're here or what we can do." I took a breath, trying to decide if I should mention the contradiction that I had noticed in the information we had gotten. Eventually it would come up, but I wasn't sure how the others would take it.

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#96: Jan 11th 2012 at 10:04:48 PM

"Well the Yeerks probably already know that someone was out there, they just don't know if that something was us. Further more, even if the Yeerks know that there are enemy shapeshifters, it's highly unlikely that they'll be shooting every single animal they see on the of chance that it's a spy. And even if they ARE that paranoid, that level of paranoia will slow them down, so we can use it to our advantage"

I paused to collect my thoughts before continuing

"As for what we do when we find a host: Simple, we observe them, gather as much information as we can from them and, when necessary, we kill them"

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#97: Jan 12th 2012 at 2:59:05 AM

I listened to Alex's pathetic excuse. So, he killed the bird because he didn't have the time to take it to a vet, even though there were people who would've done it for him right around the corner? What's wrong with this guy?, I thought. I took a deep breath to calm myself down as he started to explain what he did last night.
Apparently he returned to the crash site to spy on some cops who might not have anything to do with the Yeerk at all. I mean, it makes sense for the normal cops to show up when several people report hearing an explosion and seeing something crash. Then again, it also makes sense for the Yeerk to want to keep it hidden...
And now he wanted to somehow sneak into a police station in order to find out who of said cops is actually infected by the Yeerk, then use them to find out more about their leaders? ...That makes sense, I guess. Still, how much help would it actually be to know the identity of the Yeerk's commanders? It would make sense for them to be under very high security, especially in what seems like an hostile environment.

I raised my hand as Liz arrived, then listened as Jamie repeated what Alex said, albeit a more compact version, then followed up with a few questions. Logically, the first one was dismissable, as Liz quickly pointed out; Of course we could morph, since Alex already did it. (And murdered a bird in the process.) The other two questions were a bit harder to figure out though.
Personally, I would have no problems with simply dropping school. The problem is that that would attract needless attention. And about what we would do when we would even find one of them... I had no idea what I could do.

Then, Alex started speaking again. Though he sounded pretty logical at first, he ended his comments with something that shocked my very core. "As for what we do when we find a host: Simple, we observe them, gather as much information as we can from them and, when necessary, we kill them". I blinked a few times, utterly silenced by the insanity of that suggestion.
"You... are actually planning to kill another human being? What is WRONG with you?!", I said, my voice filled with anger. "You do realize that those "hosts" are all innocent, right?" And by extension, most of the other aliens will be controlled by the Yeerks too., I thought. I didn't speak that thought out though. ...Isn't there a way in which we can take out the Yeerks without killing the host?. I sighed, shocked by the ruthlessness of Alex, and sad because I couldn't find another solution to the problems either.

edited 12th Jan '12 4:52:23 AM by neobullseye

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#98: Jan 12th 2012 at 3:10:51 AM

I raised my eyebrows at Ryan. His outburst was impressive, albeit predictable.

"If it hurts the enemy them yes, I am perfectly willing to kill someone. Still, that's why I recommend following the first hosts we see, rather than killing them, because chances are that they'll just be Cannon Fodder anyway and killing them will just draw attention to our activities and waste resources. Therefore, we need to make sure we eliminate priority targets, those whom the yeerks will miss. But beyond that, our main goal is to expose and discredit the Yeerks."

edited 12th Jan '12 3:24:10 AM by Lunacorva

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#99: Jan 12th 2012 at 4:40:01 AM

I'd been considering a response similar to Ryan's but my mind was fast at thought. I wasn't sure I actually disagreed with him, though I feared that we had different thoughts on the wording.

"Not to mention how dangerous it is. One mistake on who and when a kill's made and we've got legal authority with no connection to the war trying to stop us. Possibly lethally." I paused to catch up a train of thought. "He did at least specify 'when necessary', though I suspect the line is different for all of us. If we can find a way to take out the parasite and spare the host, great. If they are innocent, we've got an ally who knows what's going on."

With thoughts still forming in my head, I turned my head towards Jamie. "I could probably manage some medical personnel observances fairly easily, but it would be very easy to connect to me if someone saw me."

Lunacorva Since: Mar, 2011 Relationship Status: THIS CONCEPT OF 'WUV' CONFUSES AND INFURIATES US!
#100: Jan 12th 2012 at 1:49:39 PM

"No-one will recognise you if you're in morph" I said.


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