Bittersweet Candy Bowl

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@Aurelius Line-92
*stops crying*
e.e
*stands up*
*brushes off shirt*
I knew that

>.>

<.<
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David and Sue? This is a tragedy ^_^

(Sorry. No slight intended.)

Meanwhile, Tess & Amaya had just arrived at their room. Tess fumbled for the room key while Amaya stood there with a bright smile. “You know Amaya. Rich as I may be, even I can’t just throw money around whenever I feel like it.” Amaya cocked her head to one side, unsure what Tess was getting at. “This whole trip was actually a gift. But it’s odd… I don’t actually know who it’s from.” She laughed as the key clicked into place and the door swung open. Amaya looked a little alarmed at this information. “Now now… Don’t worry. I’m sure it was just a gift from one of my father’s friends. Besides. You should never look a gift cruise in the mouth! Or something like that…” The two girls entered the room as Tess continued to chatter away. A shadowy figure drifted silently around the corner of the corridor, watching and listening. A set of sharp teeth gleamed as the shape grinned sinisterly.

Ooh. Dramatic twist.


…Just don’t turn this into another murder mystery. In my opinion the story shouldn’t have stuff that wouldn’t happen in the comic itself.

Oh, that’s just Yashy who’s snuck aboard. I’m sure of it. ^_^

It’s the rape monster. For the rest of the story, the gang plus their dog tries to find the monster and prove that the ship isn’t haunted.

My turn already? Nice…
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Paulo grumbled through the hallway while Abbey grudgingly found their room.

“This is the worst day of my life.” The Somali complained.

“Coming from the guy who, 20 minutes ago, said ‘this is gonna be the most awesome trip in the world’ I’m surprised.” Abbey replied sarcastically.

“You ruined it!” Paulo accused. Abbey stopped dead in his tracks, he turned around slowly.

“What did you just say?”

“You. Ruined. The trip!”

“My being here ruined it?”

“If you didn’t come I probably would’ve gotten to share a room with Tess!”

“Sorry I ruined your little plan.” Abbey growled out as he turned and opened the door to their room.

“So…” Paulo said. “You can sleep on the floor while I get the bed.”

“How about this…” Abbey exclaimed. “…I get the bed and you sleep on the floor, hm?”

“Pfft, Yeah, I do what the fruitcake says. That’s hilarious, why don’t you just…” Paulo stopped when he saw Abbey put his bags on the bed.

“…Hey!”

“Don’t worry.” Abbey said, smiling. “There’s an extra pillow and blanket on here, I’ll just give those to you and you can set up on the floor.”

Paulo growled.

“You are just an inch from making me snap Fruitcake!”

They said nothing for the next little while as they made their separate beds comfortable.

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Though rooming with McCain seemed like it would be no problem, the dog’s personality made Mike feel uneasy. McCain wasn’t easy to talk to and this made Mike feel uncomforatble.

“So…. McCain…” said Mike. “What have you been up to lately?”

The dog gave Mike a blank stare and stated, “I have been reading Malcolm Gladwell’s books and though he does make very interesting points regarding the educational system, the health administration, government, and culture, I cannot help but wonder if he bastadized some of the information and statistics given in order to make himself seem more credible. There is no doubt that he is an incredibly talented writer and journalist, and that he is incredibly dedicated to the subjects he writes about, but-”

“Just…. Just…. Just shut it, McCain”

That’s right, shut it McCain…

Lol three paragraphs ago (Mav’s post) sounds like a reference to MMG 2.

-Icaras

It had better be. O^)

Pretty epic so far… although i cant resist the urge to ask… can I help out with writing this?

“NO! YOU PHAIL AT LIFE, SORA!”

just a thought. >.>

@ Teh Sora: If nobody objects, you can have my turns.

wait a minute, i dont want to take anyones turns if i cant help it. i was hoping you could add a spot in the roster, thats all…

No, it’s really alright with me. My next entry would just be an exercise in trying not to contradict the other authors anyway.

… Taeshi, you are a saint! A freaking saint!

And Jerk, go ahead with your turn, ill just wait for the next story. Thanks anyway

McCain dropped his ears, through his shades it was impossible to see his eyes, but since he turned away from Mike it was obvious that this conversation ended.

Meanwhile in another room you could hear bustling noises from the bed David was moving.” “What do you think you’re doing?!” Sue exclaimed. „We’re going to sleep together, so I am moving the beds together,” He said eagerly while wagging his tail.

Sue muttered, rolling up some papers that were laying next to the bed, then stepped up to David and smacked him on the head with it. “Would you stop that?!”

David stopped with the wack on his head and looked confused at Sue. “This is not how it works David! Now, if you want to move the bed, move it to the other side of the room!” she said while pointing to the other corner.
David lifted his hand and was about to say something, but Sue just gave him another “DO IT!” and he started to move the bed in the opposite direction.

Haha. I love how this is progressing. ^_^

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In the next room, Daisy jumped at Sue’s sudden yell. Lucy, from her own bed, noticed her reaction.
“What is it, Daisy?”
“Didn’t you hear that?”
Lucy looked at the girl, clearly confused. Daisy looked quite vexed as she spoke again.
“Are you de… oh. I forgot! I’m so sorry, Lucy!” Her expression turned, if possible, even more exasperated, although it was obvious that she was no longer annoyed with her room mate.
The Khao Manee sighed, and pushed herself off the bed. Even David would be better than her, she thought to herself. Leaving Daisy behind, Lucy exited the room, looking for some company. In the corridor, she ran into Paulo.
“Oh, hi babe.” Her expression softened slightly as he spoke.
“Not pleased with your room mate, either?” Lucy asked. Paulo shook his head.
Suddenly, the door at the end of the corridor opened and David was thrown out.
“Sleep there if you don’t behave!” Sue said angrily. She slammed the door on him, leaving David outside. He quickly noticed the pair looking at him, and stars appeared in his eyes.


(Eh. I assume this is all right, since we’re apparently not doing comic-timeline stories.)

“Paulo!” The Labrador instantly yelled his face beaming with glee.
“Did you finally manage to woo Lucy?”

The pair of cats stared at the dog that had suddenly been thrown into the hallway. In a split second however Paulo composed himself and put on his best Casanova face, grabbed Lucy by her hand placing his other hand on her lower back gently pulling her closer and staring deeply into her eyes.
“Why yes. Lucy here finally realised that the gods intended the two of us to be together and wi-”

The resulting punch was so fast it would have mesmerised even the greatest of Shaolin monks.

“Jerk” replied the white cat as she turned to walk away.

… when will paulo learn…

@ Teh Sora: On Wednesday.

He will never learn.
Since it’s my turn now I plan to make it so >

Dear god, i dont like the sound of that… DO IT! MAKE HIM SUFFER! >= D

… >.<.

Oh. I forgot to mention. I won’t be able to make it the next round, and probably not the round after that, either, so if it’s my turn anywhere from now to August just hop to the next one on the list. ^_^

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Paulo rubbed his sore face, which was once a simple orange colour is now a burning red.
“Awww dammit that hurt. That girls never gonna just say yes is she?”
Suddenly David’s eyes lit up even more and shouted at Paulo “But Paulo we’re on a boat! There’s no where she can go now, you’ve got her right where you want her. Now go get her!”
Paulo’s eyes lit up almost as much as Davids. He stood up , brushed himself off, and started heading after Lucy.
“Hey Lucy wait up! I wanted to say somethi-” Was all Paulo could say before Daisy opened the door right in front of his face.

Nyaaaagh so many typo’s T-T
and screw you skype guys if I left one out by posting this I don’t care >

Why do you insist on making Paulo into that guy? I was trying to make him sympathetic ^_^

Because Paulo is that guy.
And thats the way I like him most.
Cos it makes him awesome.
So there.

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Mike held to the railing and looked out over the water and just let the ship sway him back and forth. Then he closed his eyes to let a breeze ruffle his fur.
“I could look at this forever and never get bored,” he thought. “Nothing can ruin…”
He screwed up his face at this thought. “No. Not gonna think it. Nope. No sir.”
“You know what would make this trip perfect?” He said out loud. “Sandy. If Sandy were here, this moment would be perfect.”
He smiled, convinced he hadn’t jinxed himself, and when he heard the soft, quick footfalls behind him his heart skipped a beat. He imagined Sandy tackling him, hugging him from behind, and then…
“ONE SIDE, JERKFACE.” He turned to see a visibly seasick Lucy rushing for the rail.
He looked away so he wouldn’t have to see the disgusting thing she was about to do, and heard the poor girl groan. He heard her groan cut itself short.
Two thoughts passed through his head simultaneously at that moment. “…The water.” And then: “DAMMIT.”
CLANK.
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I hope this is acceptable.

lol this story sure is turning out to be hilarious and living up to it’s name

jerk, you brought love interest and past problems to a story that probably has too much of both… I am not worthy of your greatness! XD

Hm… I’m going to have to skip my turn in this for now. Minds just elsewhere writers block on this story at least heh. I’ll make up for it with two paragraphs the next time my turn comes around zah?

Sure. No problem. So it’s pyrotwister next.

……damn, i was hoping Bribri would do this one because i haven’t a clue what happened at the end of jerks…..did Lucy fall over?

edit: its just the sound effect, ‘clank’ is typically metal on metal, when thump is flesh or bone on metal, or a hard surface.

That’s the thing about contribution story. You get to decide if someone leaves something vague and open.

(Though having Lucy fall over at this point would create way too much drama if you ask me)

I thought she simply passed out, like when Mike fell trying to save.

If it’s too hard to think of something there you could always just write about the rest of the group and what they’re doing.

Mike spun around, and looked at where Lucy was. She wasn’t there anymore. Frantically, he searched over the railing. Nothing but water, she didn’t fall in. Slightly calmed, he searched the deck closer, he found that she had fallen behind him, out of his direct line of sight. Lucy was sprawled out as if attempting to reach and hold his leg, and also unconscious.
“*Whew*….that was close….” Mike said as he shakily reached down and picked Lucy up, and carried her to the medical room.

“The door nearly broke your nose, your very lucky the wood hit you, and not the metal part.” Said the on board doctor announced to the trio within the small quarters.

“I’m SOOOOOOO sorry Paulo! I didn’t mean to!” apologized Daisy, for the eighteenth time.

“I’m alright, it’s not broken, I’ll be fine.” Replied Paulo.

“Man, I wish i had a camera! You fell back and there was blood everywhere! It was Hilarius!” Inserted David. This set Daisy almost to tears, again.

“I’M SOO SORRY PAULO!!!!!! IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!” Bawled Daisy for the nineteenth time.

“Calm down! I just need to lie down for-” Paulo was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Everyone went silent for a second. The door knocked again. The doctor walked over to the door and opened it, standing in the doorway was Mike, carrying an unconscious Lucy.

“She’s unconscious, and she almost fell off the side of the ship.” Said Mike.

man, my computer crashed halfway through typing that, but some magical power saved my work in the comment box! =D i have an orthodontist appointment now, so bye.

no comments? 3 hours? T^T

I must be bad at writing………*suicide*

Comment.

……….aww, I already tied the noose and everything…..

I’ve been trying to not overfill this thread by posting on it, but I like where you took the story. In fact everyone’s additions have been fantastic so far.

BUMP

Sorry for the wait folks. Got some crazy mad computer problems keeping my internet activities rather small and modest. If anybody ever actually read my twitter you’d know this already :p

Oh and since everyone else seems to be taking the whole “One Paragraph” thing rather loosely (Which I’m cool with. Just as long as it’s being reasonable), I’m gonna stop being quite so stringent with my own in the hopes of making them easier to read.

Anyhow, ON WITH THE TALE!

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The doctor took one look at Lucy and sighed heavily. “This is going to be one of those cruises isn’t it?” He waved Mike over to a bed where he could lay the white cat down to rest till she got better.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the ship… “He just makes me so mad!” Sue growled in annoyance. She wasn’t really angry at David per-se… Just annoyed at how he refused to ever take a hint. “I mean honestly. Do I look like the kind of girl who’d sleep with someone just because we share a room?” She does a small body twirl as McCain looks on expressionless.

“I think the more interesting thing is that one guy who seems to be following only people from our group around like he has some sort of vendetta against one or several of us and is using this opportunity to enact some kind of-”

“What are you even talking about? I though we were talking about how insensitive David was being!” McCain merely shrugged and sat back as Sue continued to vent at him. Though his mind often wandered when others were talking, usually to something more interesting, he found it much easier to actually listen to Sue for some reason.

[oh my god, I have no good excuse for not posting on this but here I go!]
Abbey looked through his bag.

“Where is it?” He kept mumbling to himself. “It’s got to be here somewhere, it just doesn’t…”

He stopped when he noticed a small folded slip of paper fall from his bag. He bent down and picked it up, unfolding it, he noticed the familiar hand-writing.

Dear Abbey,
I sincerly hope your trip will be a good one and that you have a great time with Daisy and your friends. I just wanted to thank you for once again bailing out on me when I was about to deliver more cookies in the neighborhood, you have no idea how much trouble I’ll be in if I fail to sell all the batches of cookies. Again. So, as punishment, I took the liberty of taking all your books and your writing supplies out of your pack. Hope you enjoy your trip!
Your loving and avenging sister, Molly

“I should’ve noticed when the bag felt lighter… damn.” Abbey mumbled, then he noticed more writing on the paper.

PS: You REALLY need to work on your poetic skills, and if you planned on handing on of those poems to Daisy then I’m really glad I took before you left.

Abbey stared wide-eyed at the words.

“She read them!? Oh no, I’ll never hear the end of this…”

Abbey fell on his bed, with a defeated expression on his face.

“Molly… This goes too far, even for you. When I get back I’m going to give her a piece of my mind.”

He looked out the door and saw through the crack in the bottom that someone was standing in front of the door. Abbey got up, but as he walked closer to the door, the person standing in front of it turned and walked away. Abbey quickly opened the door and looked down in the direction the person walked from. He saw only a glimpse of white fur and a small, black vest from the person before he turned to another hallway.

“That looked like…” Abbey muttered as he followed, but when he turned into the same hallway the person went, he was gone. Multiple doors lay closed, a sign saying AUTHORIZED PERSONEL ONLY on each door. Abbey shook his head.

“No, it couldn’t have been him. Tess wouldn’t have even considered inviting him…” Abbey turned and walked back into his room. “Maybe it was just someone else that looked like him.” he concluded.

When Abbey left, one of the doors opened up. Augustus cautiously peaked out, when he saw the coast was clear, he sighed in relief.

“I gotta be more careful…” He muttered. Closing the door behind him, he turned and walked away.

Augustus went to the lower deck. He checked his phone to see if he had any bars. “Looks like I’m still close enough to make a call…” he muttered to himself.

The phone rang three times.

“Hello?”

“Hello, are you the one in charge of security aboard the Orlino Cruise Ship?”

“Why yes. Yes I am. Who is this?”

“I’d prefer to stay annonymous. There’s a group of teenagers on your boat. They might cause some trouble, a possible terrorist threat. If you could please check on this please. My brother is on that ship…”

“What!? Sure! Right away! Do you know what they look like, sir!?”

Augustus smiled. With them out of their rooms, he could go on to the next stage of his plan.