Omw! I made an appearance! O.O Thank you so much!! :'3
No probs! Trying to CONnect back in all the characters from earlier in the story...though not sure how I'm going to get Boomer back in. He was waaaay back in there.
:3 Good plan. Maybe he could be rescued by Con from one of the beast! Idk.
No probs! Trying to CONnect back in all the characters from earlier in the story...though not sure how I'm going to get Boomer back in. He was waaaay back in there.
:3 Good plan. Maybe he could be rescued by Con from one of the beast! Idk.
*mutters something under breath* Not exactly. Your 17 right? That's what I understood.
Chocolate lolipop! Actually I love chocolate so much I that I'm going to need a moment to regain my composure…..*goes back in closet and rants about chocolate with eating it* HA HA I LOVE IT!! *Snarf snarf snarf…….*
18 now. I had two birthdays this year.
Now you're talking. I have a Hershey bar right now, somehow it still exists.
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Post by TheGreatCon on May 2, 2018 0:07:29 GMT
A runner stepped in front of me, and I had to sidestep a blow before quickly kicking him in the shins and continuing. Essa deftly knocked a guy out with a staff she had grabbed, before tossing it to me. I used it to trip a guy who was charging us, then swung it back to Sweets, who promptly broke it over a guy’s sombrero. He toppled over, and she tossed the remaining stick away.
We had reached the edge of the fray, and now Cosmic took off for where the doorway would be, more out of habit than anything, if I had to guess. That was supposedly the only exit and entrance. But it should be blocked. The door. It closed.
But it wasn’t. It had reopened, and we had all been too preoccupied to notice.
We all stopped, hesitating on the edge. Did we dare face a night in the wild, or in me and Cosmic’s case, a second?
It was our only hope. I took the lead, and we dashed away into the darkness.
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Post by TheGreatCon on May 2, 2018 17:43:18 GMT
Chapter 8
You may or may not have picked up on a flaw in our plan, which was namely, run away from the Runners. The title of that group should clue you in by now, if you weren’t acquainted with how imprudent we were before now.
They caught up with us about seven minutes and six wrong turns later.
I would like to think they were panting because we were so fast, but more than likely it was due more to the strain of fighting off the girls.
“Where da you think yar going?” The lead runner, whom I remembered was Legoagentfigure, spoke up.
“Well, first we thoughtk thatk way, and then thatk way, and then thatk way…” Cosmic spoke up, pointing expressively.
“Nah, I was asking why yar running away from yar rescue party!” LEGO burst out. “What the brick?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Rescue party?”
“What’d ya think we were?”
“Ben’s emissaries, come to take me back to a life of permanent residence inside the Cooler.”
He shook his head vehemently, clearly disgusted. “We don’t take nah orders from him.”
“Well then.” I said, for lack of anything else to say.
He stepped forward. “We want in.”
“Want in…what?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Whatever lead you got, hombre.”
“You ain’t gonna like it.”
“I ain’t had nah real gud news in a long time avvie, trust meh, I’m used ta it.” He crossed his arms.
You may or may not have picked up on a flaw in our plan, which was namely, run away from the Runners. The title of that group should clue you in by now, if you weren’t acquainted with how imprudent we were before now.
They caught up with us about seven minutes and six wrong turns later.
I would like to think they were panting because we were so fast, but more than likely it was due more to the strain of fighting off the girls.
“Where da you think yar going?” The lead runner, whom I remembered was Legoagentfigure, spoke up.
“Well, first we thoughtk thatk way, and then thatk way, and then thatk way…” Cosmic spoke up, pointing expressively.
“Nah, I was asking why yar running away from yar rescue party!” LEGO burst out. “What the brick?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Rescue party?”
“What’d ya think we were?”
“Ben’s emissaries, come to take me back to a life of permanent residence inside the Cooler.”
He shook his head vehemently, clearly disgusted. “We don’t take nah orders from him.”
“Well then.” I said, for lack of anything else to say.
He stepped forward. “We want in.”
“Want in…what?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Whatever lead you got, hombre.”
“You ain’t gonna like it.”
“I ain’t had nah real gud news in a long time avvie, trust meh, I’m used ta it.” He crossed his arms.
Always run away from your rescue party to make sure they're fast. Such a fantabulous start to the chapter! *Does a happy little jig*
*mutters something under breath* Not exactly. Your 17 right? That's what I understood.
Chocolate lolipop! Actually I love chocolate so much I that I'm going to need a moment to regain my composure…..*goes back in closet and rants about chocolate with eating it* HA HA I LOVE IT!! *Snarf snarf snarf…….*
18 now. I had two birthdays this year.
Now you're talking. I have a Hershey bar right now, somehow it still exists.
Oh, I won't be 18 until winter then. How does one manage this feat, stealing? Was one your unbirthday?
OH YEAAAASSSSS! I LOVE IT SO MUCH! PlS SOMEONE STOP ME!!! Idk either. I like Twix, or KitKats, or just normal Hershey! *sighs happily*
You may or may not have picked up on a flaw in our plan, which was namely, run away from the Runners. The title of that group should clue you in by now, if you weren’t acquainted with how imprudent we were before now.
They caught up with us about seven minutes and six wrong turns later.
I would like to think they were panting because we were so fast, but more than likely it was due more to the strain of fighting off the girls.
“Where da you think yar going?” The lead runner, whom I remembered was Legoagentfigure, spoke up.
“Well, first we thoughtk thatk way, and then thatk way, and then thatk way…” Cosmic spoke up, pointing expressively.
“Nah, I was asking why yar running away from yar rescue party!” LEGO burst out. “What the brick?”
I raised an eyebrow. “Rescue party?”
“What’d ya think we were?”
“Ben’s emissaries, come to take me back to a life of permanent residence inside the Cooler.”
He shook his head vehemently, clearly disgusted. “We don’t take nah orders from him.”
“Well then.” I said, for lack of anything else to say.
He stepped forward. “We want in.”
“Want in…what?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Whatever lead you got, hombre.”
“You ain’t gonna like it.”
“I ain’t had nah real gud news in a long time avvie, trust meh, I’m used ta it.” He crossed his arms.
Always run away from your rescue party to make sure they're fast. Such a fantabulous start to the chapter! *Does a happy little jig*
Good policy, I'll take credit for it. ThankCON ya!
Now you're talking. I have a Hershey bar right now, somehow it still exists.
Oh, I won't be 18 until winter then. How does one manage this feat, stealing? Was one your unbirthday?
OH YEAAAASSSSS! I LOVE IT SO MUCH! PlS SOMEONE STOP ME!!! Idk either. I like Twix, or KitKats, or just normal Hershey! *sighs happily*
I'll turn nineteen in February, so we got almost a year difference. I simply aged twice as fast this year. I was trying to grow a beard. It kind of worked.
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Post by TheGreatCon on May 3, 2018 22:04:00 GMT
~<>~
I had personally wanted to head straight out, but LEGO had pointed out the necessity of getting gear and rations.
So he had taken the lead, and headed for the nearest clearing, excluding the one we had just torn apart.
We had gone at a good trot, and reached it before long. The corridors seemed deserted, but I kept expecting a monster around every corner. It was like the most intense game of hide-and-seek ever, and quite frankly, my nerves were shot by the time the gates came into view. Open.
“What the brickers is wrong with the doors?” I asked. It was still dark out. But not dark enough to miss a sign hanging crookedly on the wall next to them that read, in black blotchy letters “GO AWAY.” That was scratched out, though, and somebody had scribbled “welcon, we’re allways homer. Comer write in.”
“Dunno, hombre. They barely finished closin’ 'fore they cracked back open.” LEGO said. “We left post-haste, before Ben signed a no-go notice.”
Sweets spoke up from the back. “It’s the beginning of the end.”
Every last person turned to face her.
“What…?” LEGO eyed her. “Yar new, aren’t ya?”
“Last one.” She said. “Ever.”
LEGO almost seemed to shiver. “Da end?”
“Our future ain’t looking bright, boi.” Sweets said. “I was left with my memories, and instructions.” She glanced around the group. “The monsters are just now coming out. And we are the buffer between them and civilization. Our purpose is to slow ‘em down. We are a temporary roadblock.”
“Bricks.” LEGO said, kicking at the ground. “That’s all we’re here for?”
“We’re going for answers, though.” I said. “Sweets knows the way.”
“I do?” She blinked.
I spotted a figure. “Wait, whose clearing is this?”
“Boys.” LEGO said simply.
“No, who runs it?” I asked, my voice tinged with anxiety.
“Uh, Boomer, I think...”
“That’s right, avvies.” The approaching figure hollered. “I da boss.”
Oh, I won't be 18 until winter then. How does one manage this feat, stealing? Was one your unbirthday?
OH YEAAAASSSSS! I LOVE IT SO MUCH! PlS SOMEONE STOP ME!!! Idk either. I like Twix, or KitKats, or just normal Hershey! *sighs happily*
I'll turn nineteen in February, so we got almost a year difference. I simply aged twice as fast this year. I was trying to grow a beard. It kind of worked.
Such is life, I'm always a year from everyone I know. *drama* Hmmm, not sure that's legit but whv. This must be a rite of manhood, because I do not understand why every guy I know desperately attempts this feat. XD
Trying to CONnect back in all the characters from earlier in the story...though not sure how I'm going to get Boomer back in. 
He was waaaay back in there. 
Maybe he could be rescued by Con from one of the beast! Idk. 
Maybe he could be rescued by Con from one of the beast! Idk. 
Your 17 right? That's what I understood.![[derp]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/YqNTPqyQUocVMYXZgUAI.png)
Actually I love chocolate so much I that I'm going to need a moment to regain my composure…..*goes back in closet and rants about chocolate with eating it* HA HA I LOVE IT!! *Snarf snarf snarf…….* 
I like Twix, or KitKats, or just normal Hershey! *sighs happily*
I like Twix, or KitKats, or just normal Hershey! *sighs happily*
Boomer's not being very FRIENDLY….