Chapter 4
The Beginning of Mission
Jason was in a strange little futuristic town. It was dark at night, there were odd blue lights glowing all around him, and there were barely any buildings. As he walked he heard a voice. It was slightly squeaky, the sound echoed. Although, when Jason made a sound, the same volume and pitch, there was no echo. (Just a plain voice.) Strange, Jason thought. Something strange is going on, and I know it, eagerly thought Jason. Jason heard the same squeaky sound again. Now from all directions, Jason could hear the voice. He attempted facing a different direction. The same results occurred. Feeling slightly scared, Jason scurried along the road to the nearest and only building he could see. Jason entered the building. Nobody was in it.
“Hello-o!” exclaimed Jason. There was no answer. Jason tried again.
“Hello-o!” alisema Jason again. Again, no answer! He walked through a hall and into the first room on his left. He sat down in a seat, big lumpy, and soft. In the kiti, kiti cha he was relaxing, as if sitting kwa the pool and drinking a coke. But instead he was really in the middle of a dangerous mission and in great danger. He was about fall comfortably asleep when…
“Whoosh!” A black
shadow zoomed across the wall. As it got slower, its faces color slowly became viewable.
“Ahhhhhh!” yelled Jason. Jason finally made out the face. It was scary, had gooey skin with blue veins showing, eyes in the shape of footballs and rotated in a 45º angle, it had lots of sharp teeth that would be to terribly painful to imagine if bit, and red fangs. Then the body became viewable. It had blue veins popping out of its skin too, and had large wings.
“Sssccccsss!” hissed the monster.
“Coin,” Jason heard whispered in his head. He took out a coin, and before he could click the button, the monster flew straight at him.
“RRRrrrr!” the monster growled, chomping its jaw. The monster was eyeing Jason’s hand. The monster snapped its fangs at Jason’s hand, but instead, Jason snatched his hand away losing his coin. The monster crawled to where the coin had landed, and ate it. For this, the monster became stronger. A spike in the shape of a sword grew on his forehead. The monster charged Jason again. This time it was off target. For the few sekunde Jason had to spare, he took another coin, and pressed the button. What had just been a coin, was now an electric spear. As the monster charged at him a 3rd time, Jason stuck his spear right in front of him. “
“RRrrrr,” The monster’s sound weekend as Jason’s spear struck right through its stomach.
“Oooh Nasty!” exclaimed Jason. The monster was now dead. Slimy blue blood leaked out of the whole Jason created in its stomach. Jason ran out of the building. Suddenly, other buildings appeared.
“Huh it’s a trap!” mumbled Jason, and yet, it was.
Chapter 5
The one that shall not be named’
Back in the chaotic society, creatures and human like things were freaking out. Some were glad that Jason killed the monster, some were afraid because Jason Lost one of his precious coins. (Most were afraid) He needed each coin to survive. One coin lost, a one-point disadvantage.
“Uh,” mumbled the inventor.
“A disadvantage, a disadvantage! A DISADVANTAGE! I know it seems like a happy little time because Jason killed the monster, but NO! It’s Not!” Yelled the inventor.
Meanwhile, Jason was attempting to sleep on the sidewalk inayofuata to a bright red building on the left side of him. He wished he had a kitanda au a cushion. Because of that, he walked towards that bright red building and knocked on the door.
Then he heard somebody from the inside say,” Say the password.” The password. Jason thought. Jason thought about it for a moment, then answered,
“Blue flame!”
“No!”
“Wectrilsion!”
“No!”
Then something that looked like the first creature that he met except in ghost form, slowly flew down at him and whispered his last name,” Say this carefully. “Disamonastation.”
“Dis-a-mon-a-sta-tion” alisema Jason pronouncing every syllable very carefully.
“Uh,” groaned the person inside.
He opened the door, and Jason stepped inside. Jason walked up to the front desk. Standing there, was a human. At least it looked like a human.
“Excuse me sir, what type of job au hotel au motel is this?” Asked Jason.
“Neither,” answered the front dawati manager. “It’s just like a hang out sort of thing. If people want somewhere to rest, we have seven rooms available.
“Could I have a room please?” Asked Jason.
“Rooms cost one dhahabu weapon,” stated the front dawati manager.
Jason took out on of his dhahabu coins.
“Is this enough?” asked Jason taking out one of his dhahabu coins and inaonyesha it to the front dawati manager.
“That’s just enough!” answered the front dawati manager, forming an evil grin.
Jason handed him the coin, and the front dawati manager handed him the keys to his room.
“It’s the 3rd room on your right.” alisema the front dawati manger.
After Jason found his room, back in the society, the inventor was freaking out. Now two coins were lost.
Why didn’t Jason just sleep on the kitanda in the waiting room? Then he realized the trap that the front dawati manager set was too easy to fall for. Since Jason Lost a coin, that’s a 50% au 40% chance of Jason not surviving!
Chapter 6
Strange
Jason found his room and oddly, He realized he had just made a mistake. Not just a mistake, a BIG mistake. He wondered, why am I even here? I don’t disserve to be here. I’m just like any other person. Why did I even have to have a flame on my leg? Why wasn’t it someone zaidi athletic, zaidi popular, au something? It doesn’t make any sense. I’m just the average child. Is this mission for good au evil? All
These maswali flowed in his mind. Confused Jason looked out the window, and strangely, there were no blue lights flashing.
Could one of the blue lights be the blue flame? Thought Jason.
Just then, the blue lights flickered. He disappeared, and the building disappeared. And then he noticed, he could only see one thing. One building. The building was the one he saw in the very beginning. Invisible Jason was just about to figure out the situation, when in was swooped blackness. Nothingness. Space. Again. Jason couldn’t move, neither think, nor talk.
Invisible Jason knew the situation before, and this is what he figured. When the lights don’t flicker, everything stays in its place. When the lights flicker,
everything that is not in lined with the first building disappears.
Just then something that looked like the sekunde creature he met except in ghost form alisema his last name. Now
Jason could move, talk, think, and hear.
“Say inseblistle,”
“In-se-blis-tle,” again alisema Jason pronouncing every syllable.
Jason was now back in his room. The strange thing was, the lights were still flickering.
The Beginning of Mission
Jason was in a strange little futuristic town. It was dark at night, there were odd blue lights glowing all around him, and there were barely any buildings. As he walked he heard a voice. It was slightly squeaky, the sound echoed. Although, when Jason made a sound, the same volume and pitch, there was no echo. (Just a plain voice.) Strange, Jason thought. Something strange is going on, and I know it, eagerly thought Jason. Jason heard the same squeaky sound again. Now from all directions, Jason could hear the voice. He attempted facing a different direction. The same results occurred. Feeling slightly scared, Jason scurried along the road to the nearest and only building he could see. Jason entered the building. Nobody was in it.
“Hello-o!” exclaimed Jason. There was no answer. Jason tried again.
“Hello-o!” alisema Jason again. Again, no answer! He walked through a hall and into the first room on his left. He sat down in a seat, big lumpy, and soft. In the kiti, kiti cha he was relaxing, as if sitting kwa the pool and drinking a coke. But instead he was really in the middle of a dangerous mission and in great danger. He was about fall comfortably asleep when…
“Whoosh!” A black
shadow zoomed across the wall. As it got slower, its faces color slowly became viewable.
“Ahhhhhh!” yelled Jason. Jason finally made out the face. It was scary, had gooey skin with blue veins showing, eyes in the shape of footballs and rotated in a 45º angle, it had lots of sharp teeth that would be to terribly painful to imagine if bit, and red fangs. Then the body became viewable. It had blue veins popping out of its skin too, and had large wings.
“Sssccccsss!” hissed the monster.
“Coin,” Jason heard whispered in his head. He took out a coin, and before he could click the button, the monster flew straight at him.
“RRRrrrr!” the monster growled, chomping its jaw. The monster was eyeing Jason’s hand. The monster snapped its fangs at Jason’s hand, but instead, Jason snatched his hand away losing his coin. The monster crawled to where the coin had landed, and ate it. For this, the monster became stronger. A spike in the shape of a sword grew on his forehead. The monster charged Jason again. This time it was off target. For the few sekunde Jason had to spare, he took another coin, and pressed the button. What had just been a coin, was now an electric spear. As the monster charged at him a 3rd time, Jason stuck his spear right in front of him. “
“RRrrrr,” The monster’s sound weekend as Jason’s spear struck right through its stomach.
“Oooh Nasty!” exclaimed Jason. The monster was now dead. Slimy blue blood leaked out of the whole Jason created in its stomach. Jason ran out of the building. Suddenly, other buildings appeared.
“Huh it’s a trap!” mumbled Jason, and yet, it was.
Chapter 5
The one that shall not be named’
Back in the chaotic society, creatures and human like things were freaking out. Some were glad that Jason killed the monster, some were afraid because Jason Lost one of his precious coins. (Most were afraid) He needed each coin to survive. One coin lost, a one-point disadvantage.
“Uh,” mumbled the inventor.
“A disadvantage, a disadvantage! A DISADVANTAGE! I know it seems like a happy little time because Jason killed the monster, but NO! It’s Not!” Yelled the inventor.
Meanwhile, Jason was attempting to sleep on the sidewalk inayofuata to a bright red building on the left side of him. He wished he had a kitanda au a cushion. Because of that, he walked towards that bright red building and knocked on the door.
Then he heard somebody from the inside say,” Say the password.” The password. Jason thought. Jason thought about it for a moment, then answered,
“Blue flame!”
“No!”
“Wectrilsion!”
“No!”
Then something that looked like the first creature that he met except in ghost form, slowly flew down at him and whispered his last name,” Say this carefully. “Disamonastation.”
“Dis-a-mon-a-sta-tion” alisema Jason pronouncing every syllable very carefully.
“Uh,” groaned the person inside.
He opened the door, and Jason stepped inside. Jason walked up to the front desk. Standing there, was a human. At least it looked like a human.
“Excuse me sir, what type of job au hotel au motel is this?” Asked Jason.
“Neither,” answered the front dawati manager. “It’s just like a hang out sort of thing. If people want somewhere to rest, we have seven rooms available.
“Could I have a room please?” Asked Jason.
“Rooms cost one dhahabu weapon,” stated the front dawati manager.
Jason took out on of his dhahabu coins.
“Is this enough?” asked Jason taking out one of his dhahabu coins and inaonyesha it to the front dawati manager.
“That’s just enough!” answered the front dawati manager, forming an evil grin.
Jason handed him the coin, and the front dawati manager handed him the keys to his room.
“It’s the 3rd room on your right.” alisema the front dawati manger.
After Jason found his room, back in the society, the inventor was freaking out. Now two coins were lost.
Why didn’t Jason just sleep on the kitanda in the waiting room? Then he realized the trap that the front dawati manager set was too easy to fall for. Since Jason Lost a coin, that’s a 50% au 40% chance of Jason not surviving!
Chapter 6
Strange
Jason found his room and oddly, He realized he had just made a mistake. Not just a mistake, a BIG mistake. He wondered, why am I even here? I don’t disserve to be here. I’m just like any other person. Why did I even have to have a flame on my leg? Why wasn’t it someone zaidi athletic, zaidi popular, au something? It doesn’t make any sense. I’m just the average child. Is this mission for good au evil? All
These maswali flowed in his mind. Confused Jason looked out the window, and strangely, there were no blue lights flashing.
Could one of the blue lights be the blue flame? Thought Jason.
Just then, the blue lights flickered. He disappeared, and the building disappeared. And then he noticed, he could only see one thing. One building. The building was the one he saw in the very beginning. Invisible Jason was just about to figure out the situation, when in was swooped blackness. Nothingness. Space. Again. Jason couldn’t move, neither think, nor talk.
Invisible Jason knew the situation before, and this is what he figured. When the lights don’t flicker, everything stays in its place. When the lights flicker,
everything that is not in lined with the first building disappears.
Just then something that looked like the sekunde creature he met except in ghost form alisema his last name. Now
Jason could move, talk, think, and hear.
“Say inseblistle,”
“In-se-blis-tle,” again alisema Jason pronouncing every syllable.
Jason was now back in his room. The strange thing was, the lights were still flickering.
You’re the reason why
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
wewe used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
wewe made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only wewe knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
wewe ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But wewe were wrong
zaidi so than any upendo song
wewe made me want to sing
With wewe following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing wewe that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
I have to lie
Why I hurt so much
That my heart’s in a clutch
I’m slowly dying
‘Cause of your lying
wewe used to be my magic
But now you’re a dick
wewe made me long to be
Everything that wasn’t Lee
But look where that got me
Locked in without a key
If only wewe knew
That I plummeted deeper than blue
But then again
You’re just another two timing has been
wewe ran away
Thinking it’d be okay
But wewe were wrong
zaidi so than any upendo song
wewe made me want to sing
With wewe following
But look at how wrong I was
Believing wewe that it was just “buzz”
Now you’re the reason why
I cannot do anything but cry
The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of watu mashuhuri turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The gravesite was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded. Doughboy rose quickly in onyesha business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he still was a crusty old man and was considered a positive roll model for millions. Doughboy is survived kwa his wife Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived kwa his elderly father, Pop Tart.
I breathed in and out slowly. This was horrid. Running. I spat at the word. I despised running.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! wewe always end up like this. Maybe wewe should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face au back. Not me!
Please e-mail me au comment. Tell me if wewe like this segment au not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
Joseph jogged up to me. "You okay Kristen?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute."
"Hah! wewe always end up like this. Maybe wewe should quit track?"
"You know I can't! If I do, then I have to do Trigonometry. Ugh. That's worse."
"Right..."
I stood up and we walked in silence. His lithe step did not match mine. I had a clumsy, trip over step. I needed somebody to teach me how to walk right.
"Oof." I had tripped, and landed on my side. How? I have no idea. Normal people land on their face au back. Not me!
Please e-mail me au comment. Tell me if wewe like this segment au not, if I get enought votes, I will continue my writing.
