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Post by nauticusvergil on Jun 3, 2006 12:47:24 GMT -5
^_^
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on Jun 28, 2006 20:28:10 GMT -5
OMG I finally found the thread! *dances* Be warned though- this chapter's pretty boring ... should get better on the second half when I actually write it ^^
Chapter 17 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The next few weeks went by ever so slowly. Every Friday was looked forward to by the members of what came to be known as ‘Walt’s Alliance’. New members were slowly appearing. Panic arrived the second week, to take Tessa’s place since her father was supposedly attempting a father-daughter bonding, that of which did not turn out so well. Audrey recruited Vinny, but all Vinny said the entire time was how P.O.’d Clopin would be if he got wind of this. Sandra worried he would tattle on them, but thankfully, he didn’t. Vitani bought Nuka along several times, merely because she had to baby-sit. Her brother was the victim of a head trauma on the set of ‘The Lion King 2- Simba’s Pride’, and his memory wasn’t the greatest. In fact, without an escort, the poor guy wouldn’t be able to find his way out of the park. Honest John never returned to the hideout. He claimed himself to be neutral in this … battle, if that’s what it was to be called. He also wanted the weasels to get their minds off the temptation to improperly use the underground tunnels. Sandra was wary of where John’s loyalties laid, but she trusted Wesley somewhat, and could only that he wouldn’t betray them. She couldn’t bother much with that fox, what with the things she had on her hands now. One must wonder what they did at these meetings. It must’ve been obvious, but they were formulating plans as to what they could do to stop Rensie from gaining too much power. Vitani had suggested attacking him head on, but that of course wasn’t the best idea. The lioness already had a record of trying to hurt Rensie, and she was jailed on occasion for it. Luckily, for Rensie’s lack of intellect, she was only jailed for a couple of months at a time, and then released again, only to attempt her previous plan once again. Randall suggested that it would be best to simply recruit more toons for the time being. There was much too little of them to ever have a chance if they confronted Rensie. All the members had no choice but to agree with this idea. Doctor Doppler, wanting to act quickly upon this revolution, wanted to reveal to the toons from other companies and the real people out there, about how badly they were being mistreated. Sandra was for this idea, but she guessed that it would be better to only let the other toons from Warner Bros and such. Revealing it to the real people would be too risky, and Sandra hadn’t known any human to be too sympathetic to a toon. It was agreed that recruitment was the only solution at this point. Doppler couldn’t complain since he only came to two other meetings besides the first- Amelia was getting suspicious of his whereabouts and the children were becoming a hassle. Sandra insisted that he tell her the truth, since she knew Amelia and knew that she’d probably share Delbert’s opinions about Rensie. Delbert’s excuse was that as much as that may be true, he feared Amelia would fear for his safety and make him back out of it. When one whole meeting had passed, and no new recruit was present, Sandra went into a nervous breakdown, “I started this, but I can’t finish it,” she said firmly, pacing the floor of her office, wringing her hands tensely, her eyes darting across the carpet unblinking. “First Doppler, now Audrey says she can’t show up for the next meeting … what’s next? It’s bad enough Tessa doesn’t attend often, and Scroop’s nothing but a gigantic pain in the bum the whole time!” she exclaimed. Randall got up from his seat in the corner of the room and grabbed Sandra by the shoulders, causing her to glare at him dangerously, “Hey, relax …” he said calmly, “It’s just one meeting,” “What’s the point?” Sandra asked incredulously, wriggling free from his grip, striding past him to look out the window, “Sooner or later none of them will show up.” “I always will,” he said earnestly. She froze, and without looking at him she replied, “You shouldn’t promise things like that.” “Why not?” he asked. “Because you don’t know what the future will bring.” She explained, “For all you know, you could hate me tomorrow and never want to talk to me again.” Randall sighed, finding that his feet were slowly nearing him toward her, “You don’t know what the future can bring either. For all you know, you could get about a dozen followers tomorrow.” She snorted with forced laughter, “Like that’ll happen.” She muttered, pressing her forehead against the cool glass, looking down at the streets below. Randall stood with his back against the wall, about a foot or so away from her, which was dangerous for him due to the ever-changing mood she has had for several days. “You need to think positive, …” Randall pointed out. Sandra remained quiet, absentmindedly picking at a splinter on the wooden windowsill. Randall continued, his eyes not leaving her downcast expression, “And I can never hate you, simply because you’re the only friend I have,” he admitted. She looked up, raising an eyebrow, “Whoever said I was your friend?” she asked. He shrugged with a nervous blush and looked away without another word. She laughed lightly, “You take things too seriously. I was only kidding,” she insisted. Her eyes drifted over to the sickly green color of the carpet, and up onto her wooden office desk, which was littered with various papers of all sorts, with no sense of organization whatsoever. “To tell you the truth, you’re the first real friend I ever had …” “I find that hard to believe,” he answered, not looking at her. “Well, it’s the truth. Sure, I have acquaintances, and … Packard’s someone I can talk to. But not all the time. You’re the only one I’ve ever been … ‘open’ with, she explained, “I never told anyone about …” she pointed to her eyes and smiled. “Yeah … well I never told anyone about the alligators.” “You didn’t exactly tell me- you wrote it on the Script.” She reminded. “You know what I mean …” “Well … didn’t you tell the court about it?” “They wouldn’t listen if I did. I’d’ve been more than a match for a gator if it weren’t for that crazy lady …” he said quietly. She nodded in understanding, leaning sideways now against the window, tracing lazy circles in the palm of her hand with one claw. “Did it hurt a lot?” she absentmindedly asked. “Nah. It went numb after a while.” He admitted. “What’s numb?” she asked, not having known anything related to physical pain. “It’s when an injury just … you lose all feeling in it. It’s like emotional pain …” he said, trying to better explain it, “When you are hurt so much that you’re rendered senseless. Like …” “Like you feel that you can’t feel anything anymore …” she finished, looking down, “When you just feel hollow and … unable to feel.” “Yeah …”he agreed, and watched her as she shuffled her feet on the carpet, “Why, did you have a bad experience with … emotional pain?” he asked. She nodded slowly, avoiding his eyes though she felt his stare her down. “Listen, you wanna go for a drive?” she asked, looking at her watch, “I’ve got to meet up with someone.” “Well, I don’t want to be a tag along …” he said with a grin. She sighed, pushing herself off of the window and stretching her back, “I just don’t enjoy going into the human world alone,” she replied, “Le Plume would normally come with me, but miraculously, he’s got a date,” she said with a grin, rolling her eyes. Randall looked at her with suspicion, “What d’you have to do in the human world?” “I called up a detective that might be able to help us out.” She said, heading out the door. Randall followed, “What detective work do we need?” he asked, “I think it’s pretty clear that Rensie’s a jerk …” “Having a human on our side helps, and besides, we do need detective work,” she reminded, “we’re not the only ones who’ve been wondering where Mickey Mouse has been the last couple of years.” She said, looking at him seriously in the eyes as she snatched the keys off Packard’s unoccupied desk.
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Yep. Bor-ing! xP
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 29, 2006 13:21:11 GMT -5
“Whoever said I was your friend?” Ouch.
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on Jun 29, 2006 16:28:06 GMT -5
Yeah Sandra can be mean without realizing it.
Heh, at least she was 'kidding' ... her sick little ways of joking around ...
She's based off of me, mostly (I've realized) since people take everything I say too seriously ... now I've realized why I haven't many friends, at least not ones I can truly count on. =P
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 29, 2006 17:59:17 GMT -5
Yeah ^_^ Some girls do that ^_^
Ho ho really?
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on Jun 29, 2006 18:47:49 GMT -5
Well, I suppose I can count on you ...
Sorry, but a friend let me down yesterday, and I'm feeling like crud. =P
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 29, 2006 18:48:30 GMT -5
Hmm?
Oh?
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on Jun 30, 2006 9:26:15 GMT -5
Yeah, she was supposed to meet me somewhere but she never showed up ... I dunno- I guess it is sorta my fault since I didn't get her cell number ... well, she insisted that she'd email me if they had a change of plans, but no email. =P
I'll get over it. This isn't the first time a friend's let me down. I think it's something wrong with me. I always think I'm being a nuisance, hence why I didn't email her beforehand, and I easily accept apologies. =P
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Post by nauticusvergil on Jun 30, 2006 12:51:28 GMT -5
I know how you feel. My old friends from PA have pretty much abandoned me as well after I moved. Don't worry, it's NOTHING you did, if they CARED enough, THEY would be the ones contacting you, I mean, I'M always the ones giving them a call or sending emails, almost never the other way around, therefore I've come to think whether or not it's worth it anymore.
Nice chapter btw ^_^ Heh, Sandra was a bit brutal there but I actually liked it. Grrr! Mean streak! ^_^
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 30, 2006 13:46:03 GMT -5
It'll be ok ^_^
Hehehe. As Randall once told me, NEVER TEE OFF A WOMAN.
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Post by nauticusvergil on Jun 30, 2006 13:47:35 GMT -5
That's especially true in anime heh! ^_^
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 30, 2006 13:49:03 GMT -5
Hehehe. Blackrose hehehe ^_^
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Post by nauticusvergil on Jun 30, 2006 13:49:42 GMT -5
Yep ^_^
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 30, 2006 13:51:23 GMT -5
Oh? ^_^
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Post by nauticusvergil on Jun 30, 2006 13:52:57 GMT -5
Yeah, sure, heh, Winry Rockbell as well ^_^
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