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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on May 5, 2005 19:14:08 GMT -5
;D Nice. Those police-bots weird me out ... Yus! Randall's no longer drunk ;D hehe ... Sorry, I'm a little 'out of it' right now xP
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 5, 2005 19:20:56 GMT -5
It's ok.
Yeah. those things are pretty weird. Believe me....I've been wondering how wheels could suspend on a wire at all....
But you have to admit it was kind of funny ^_^ There's, hopefully, allot of comedy for him. I might even come up with a song the three of us sing heh heh...
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Post by Veg on May 27, 2005 17:24:51 GMT -5
Are you going to put Scroop in it? I like Scroop! He's my favorite character in Treasure Planet!
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on May 27, 2005 17:35:43 GMT -5
;D I love Scroop too ... I'm putting him in my KH, minor role, but he becomes somewhat of a hero. Yeesh, I should start coloring the things I draw of him ... lol
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 27, 2005 18:33:26 GMT -5
Yep. Sadly....he won't be much the same as he would be in FONY's version. Scroop will be in it and actually plays as a mini-boss. Like Sabor.
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on May 27, 2005 23:03:31 GMT -5
Can't blame ya for doing that ... hey, I think I'm the only one here, or the only one alive, for that matter, who'd actually hug Scroop without even thinking of the possibility of getting an arm chopped off ^^; .... then again, I'd hug any villain. Except Waternoose xP
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Post by RandallBoggs on May 28, 2005 10:31:58 GMT -5
Well....a good consolation is....unlike Sabor, he....doesn't "die". Heck. I'm not sure if we killed anybody that wasn't a Heartless....
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Post by Veg on Jun 1, 2005 16:05:08 GMT -5
Just one thing to FONY, where are you going to post your KH story with Scroop? Sounds cool! I wanna read it!
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on Jun 1, 2005 20:04:53 GMT -5
Yeah, I might post it here ... I still need to finish up MI's world- sad =P But the prologue and chapter one are posted here- www.fanfiction.net/s/2132327/1/Sean, I was thinkin' about that too ... I mean, didn't someone say when the heartless was defeated, all the worlds will be restored, including it's inhabitants? That should include the villains ...
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Post by Veg on Jun 1, 2005 22:50:23 GMT -5
Looks good! ;D Can't wait for the part where Scroop shows up!
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 2, 2005 14:25:03 GMT -5
Well...I'm the number one Kingdom Hearts protector....
Actually it depends on the villain. But most of them were consumed by the Heartless. The Heartless themselves took over the Villains and made a fusion of their darkness and the darkness of the Heartless.... So....no. Unless under special conditions (like Jafar inside his lamp)
BUT....... The Villains WILL....return to the land of the Heartless....
But.....those like Sabor and that shark in the sea will come back, as they were not consumed by darkness...
I should be getting another chapter soon...
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 21, 2005 11:46:32 GMT -5
Next chapter is up! I finally remembered what the heck happened to us, so I'm hoping to get on a roll soon. There's a little excitment, the intro of a mysterious character, a bit of...heh...misfourtune.....your'll see...
Chapter 7 Captains and Cabins “...And that’s it...what? You really thought I willingly did that to myself? I’m not that stupid...ugh...be sure of me to keep a note not to take sleep aids again...”. Randall, Sean, and Vee had finally found the Legacy harbored in the port they had desperately been searching for. The gallant vessel was a spectacle to behold. It maintained the originality and beauty of the fine ships that embarked on explorations, like Columbus, and modified with the new age of mechanics, which the three hardly seem to notice at the time. Right now the three were discussing Randall’s previous “incident”. More or so, they still had time, and Sean knew they couldn’t move till the guards at their posts on the top of the boarding platform went off. Randall stayed half laying on a set of boxes, not at a care to what the merchant who owned them was doing. Vee was against them, hands crossed, Sean standing in front of them both. “Drinking contest huh?” Vee mocked, looking up at Randall with a smile. Randall half went over the box, looming over Vee. “Lets see you try to handle it short stuff!”. “Quit it guys!”. They both looked up at Sean, who had been quiet ever since they came to the port. “Honestly...ok Randall...you honestly didn’t know...you almost got us in a bit of a fix but...alright...”. “Fix?” Randall asked. “You don’t remember what happened?” Vee asked. Randall shook his head, then quickly held it with a hand. “No...but I got a ringing headache...Oh...it feels like I fell off a building or something...” he said, getting to his feet, kind of at a loss with Sean and Vee’s shared chuckle. “Alright...enough with that...” Randall announced, turning around, accidentally hitting a couple that passed by with his tail, making Sean have to apologize. “So...what are we waiting for? Lets go...”. He started off to the decreasing line boarding the Legacy. “Whoa whoa!”. Sean took him by the tail, stopping him. Randall looked back, a little angry. “Sean!?”. His friend let go of his tail and started over. “...Listen...we...sorta lost the money to get on the ship...” he whispered. Randall’s fronds stood straight up. He edged his eyes to the ends of their sockets, then completely turned, his eyes on Vee, who instantly noticed his “friend’s” glare. “Uh oh...”. “YOU LITTLE TWERP!!!!”. Sean guess it was the Sleep Potions after effect, or the fact that he had a ringing in the head, but all he knew was that Randall wasn’t in a good mood. Knowing exactly, or at least he thought he was exact, person who blew there munny, and dove straight for him. Vee jumped as Randall hit the ground, He easily recovered and grabbed the jumping digital dragon by his own blue tail and dragged him down. “How the heck could you spend 1200 munny in one day?!”. As Sean watched with slight amusement, it disappeared quickly when he noticed the guards on the boarding ramp were leaving. But instead of going up the ramp, they were coming straight for them. A sense of panic started to enwrap Sean as he tried to think of a quick, clean way to solve their problem of probable arrest. Sadly...he just came up with a quick solution. “Blue menace!”. “Purple...err...jerk!”. Sean knew the ship would leave at any moment, so they needed to get on, NOW. He dove for Randall and Vee. He caught them by surprise, but they instantly yelled when they realized...they had fallen off the rim of the port. Their screams were over shadowed by the burst from the engines at the end of the Legacy. Sean, Randall, and Vee fell close to the Legacy, but not close enough to grab on as they dropped. “Why the heck did you do that!?” Randall yelled. “We’re gonna be killed!” Vee yelled in agreement. Sean looked up from their fall, seeing what he knew would save their lives. An anchor. One of the many anchors that attached to the port to dock the ship. “Not yet we aren’t!” Sean yelled in response to Vee’s worry. He threw out his hand, his Keyblade appearing in it. “Alright...here we go!”. He pulled back his arm and threw the Keyblade. With a burst of sparks from the throw, the Keyblade flew off toward it’s target. Round and round it went with a twirl of whatever aura it was made of. “Come on...come on...” Sean chanted. The Keyblade neared the ship. (SNAP!) “Yeah!”. It smacked against the hook for the anchor and down it fell. Sean grabbed his Keyblade on his return, the weapon disappearing with in a flash of light. “Grab on!” he yelled. The chain fell and the anchor passed by them. Sean grabbed on first, pulling Vee and Randall in. The three held on tight as the ship started to leave the port... Randall looked down at Vee and Sean, his fronds rustling from the pulsating engines. “I’m sorry about calling you a Blue Menace ok!?” he yelled down. “And I’m sorry for calling you a purple jerk...”. Randall nodded with their exchange. “And a snappy reptile...”. “Ok...” Randall said. “And a slithery snake...and a...”. “Ok I get it!”. * “Ok...just grab my hand ok?”. The engines had, thankfully, slowed to a dull roar now that lift off was completed. Sean was the first to start climbing, as Randall had stated, “You risked us already, now you go first!”. “Come on Vee...” Sean and Randall waited on deck, on the main portion of the ship. Sean grabbed Vee’s claw tipped hands and pulled him up over the wooden railing and onto the deck. “Finally...we would have roast if we stayed there any longer...” Randall said, brushing any rust from the chain off his scales. “Yeah...” Vee agreed. “Lets find that captain now...should be a door on deck...”. Sean started over to the clear sight-able center of the deck, Vee and Randall following. They were about to come to the center, before one of the crew stepped out from the shadows in the darkened right end of the ship. Sean stopped, looking at the stranger, who was obviously looking at them. It was a large man for sure. He seemed limp or something. Most of his body was covered by a hand held piece of cloth. Sean was unsure, but he could have sworn he saw something shinning in the middle of his face. “Ye be warned boy...” Randall came beside Sean. “Listen buddy...back off or...”. Sean held a hand to his scaled chest, making Randall stop. “Warned about what...” Sean demanded in a light tone. The stranger chuckled. “Stowaways you are I?”. “No...we paid...sorta...” Vee said from between the two. “I warn the three of yas...the rest of this here crew are nothing but black holes...”. Randall went behind Sean, giving Vee a gesture, spinning a left finger to the side of his head. Sean ignored the two’s childish antics and looked to the man again. “What do you mean...”. “Don’t trust none but the captain...the rest all be servants of the dark...”. The stranger turned and started off. Then he stopped, and looked back. “Oh yeah...and that Doppler fella...he’s alright too...”. He turned and started off again. “(Servants of dark?)” Sean thought. * Randall stepped into the deck’s center, waiting for Vee and Sean to catch up. When they did, the three were baffled to find the whole deck empty. Not a crew member in sight. Randall crossed his arms. “Pfft...some ship...” he commented. Vee looked up at the rafters. The rope lines shook rarely with the wind and the wooden planks remained silent. “Maybe their all in the galley or something...” Vee shrugged. Sean looked around, his thoughts focused on what, seemingly, the only crew member had said to him. “(Servants of dark...)”. Randall looked over the scene again, quickly reminded of where they were. He dropped his hands and looked at Vee. “Wait a sec...if we’re in space...how the heck are we breathing?” he asked. Vee shook his head. “I mean honestly we would be blowing up right now...maybe that’s what happened to the crew huh?” he said. (CRRKK! CRACK!! SSSS!) The two backed up to each other as the deck sprung to life. Crewmen popped out of everywhere. From the galley door, the rafters, the front of the ship, out of a hatch near the front of the ship, from the upper levels, even from the ship sides. Within about five seconds the three were the bull’s-eye of a target, swords and guns drawn. Randall looked down at the knife near his throat. “...Or they were just waiting patiently to spring on us...” he said, feeling stupidity. * “Got any bright ideas Sean!?”. “I’m thinking...”. The three were traveling down a hall to the Captain’s Room, the several armed crewmembers behind them. Vee made sure to keep up the pace as Randall was getting a little irritated with having to keep a constant check on his tail. Sean felt it was lucky enough that they weren’t bound an gagged. Without speaking, the crew started leading them to the captain of the Legacy. The door opened and the three stepped in, the crew remaining outside. * They observed the room with quick detail. A mapping table, a dresser of sort, original windows at the back, and a globe, though Randall was a little at a wonder of what it was a globe of. Sean looked up past the mapping table to the captain. A sense of uneasiness started in him. If Sean was mistaken, the captain didn’t look much younger than him. In fact, they looked about the same age. Vee was shifting between the two for comparison as the captain turned to face them. “Jim Hawkins?” Sean asked. Jim became confused at the question. “You know my name?”. “Of course we do...” Randall said with a slight agitated tone, much from their previous walk in the hallway. “You captain this ship...you don’t expect people not to know who you are right?”. Jim nodded. “Alright...I guess I can ask why you were sneaking aboard my ship...”. “Well Mr. Hawk...we just so happen to...”. Before even Randall started to speak, Sean had the thought of the stranger dwell in his mind again. He had been thinking in the hallway earlier about the crew. Something wasn’t right with them. None of them spoke. Not to mention their eyes hardly, if ever, moved. They were like zombies or something. But the fact they moved made him slightly objective. Still... “We just so happens to emph...whop!?”. Sean kept his hand on Randall’s mouth, over speaking. “We...heard about what the Legacy has done and decided to you know...see what all the fuss is about...”. Randall looked at him with obvious disagreement. Jim was, again, confused at the event. Randall was just looking at Sean the whole time, who was looking back. Although the two were friends, they did share a link together. Right now, Randall could tell something was troubling Sean. Whatever it was...it required a little lying on their part. So...for now...Randall decided to go along. He nodded. Sean knew what Randall was thinking and pulled his hand away, Randall adjusting his jaw to make sure it’s right. “Yeah….that’s right…”. Vee nodded in agreement. Just then, a door in the far left corner of the room opened. “Doppler?”. The three turned to see the familiar demi-man stopping near Jim. “Huh?” he said with obvious surprise. “Oh…thank the stars you were all able to make it on the ship unscathed!” Doppler exclaimed, heading over to them. “You know them Delbert?” Jim asked, looking obviously confused. Doppler turned to him, enjoying his friend’s arrival. “Why yes….they saved me in the Town Square trouble I told you about last night…”. “They’re….them?” Jim asked. Doppler nodded. The four watched as Jim looked about for a second. He knew that the three were “hitchhiking” on the ship, they said so themselves. And usually a captain would throw them off, back to the harbor of course or in the brig. But Jim had a soft spot for courageous and brave people…he was one after all. Add in the fact that they were Doppler’s friends and they had to come on. “…Alright…” he started, turning. “Since you guys came without any authority…but you are Doppler’s friends and there-by mine…I guess we can fit you in as cabin workers I suppose…”. “Heh heh…..WHAT!?” Randall yelled.
Yeah....you can tell Randall was a bit skeptical about me not wanting to tell about our task. But believe me, it's for a good cause...
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Post by fairlyoddnewyorker on Jun 22, 2005 6:48:50 GMT -5
;D Awesome. "Purple ... err ... jerk!" ^__^ lol! I need to learn to sum it all up like you do- I waste time on stupid arguments Vitani and Lumiere may have ...
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Post by RandallBoggs on Jun 22, 2005 8:07:15 GMT -5
Well....It depends on moving between "calm" times and "battle" times and all heh. I enjoyed this, Randall and Vee really are friends but....they do have a little war of their own going on heh ^_^
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Post by RandallBoggs on Oct 2, 2005 2:43:03 GMT -5
ALRIGHT. Finally another chapter. This is mainly a reflection chapter, setting up the plot. I MAY have a song for this one somewhere...who knows....
Chapter 8 Thoughts and Concerns “WILL YOU PLEASE EXPLAIN TO ME WHY I AM SITTING HERE PEELING THESE….SPUD THINGS!!!!”. It had been….well…the three really couldn’t tell. It had been awhile since they first got onto the Legacy. Jim had introduced them to the type of, “assistance” they would be providing to the journey. Down under the deck of the ship, was the galley. The place itself had several sections below, where the kitchen was, but in the galley stood several wooden-formed tables and sitting boards. Sean sat on one of the stools in upper right corner of the galley, slumped down against the wall, holding a potato in his right hand, cutting it’s skin with a knife in his left. Vee was on the opposite table, getting a bit frustrated with cutting the potato’s skin, going so far as to biting it off, then reminding himself that wasn’t such a good idea at all. He stopped once, throwing the spud aside and looking at Sean. “Why the heck ARE we doing this!? I’d rather be risking my life with the Heartless than this!” Vee complained. Sean didn’t respond immediately, his attention seeming focused on the potato in front of him. Vee gave a depressed sigh, looking over at Randall on the last table in front of him. “And why are you complaining anyway?! Your done!” Vee said. Randall was sitting on the last table, twisting a carved tooth pick in his mouth, a bag full of skinless potato’s behind him. He took the pick in his upper left hand, leaning on the table. “So…” he said simply. Vee sighed, plotting his head on his own table. “Ugh…”. Sean paid no heed to his friend’s little squabble, his eyes were pinned on the half-skinned potato in front of him. He didn’t know why. He suggested that he was thinking about something. Yeah. Maybe that’s what it was. What WAS he thinking about? Sean focused on his own thoughts. “I still can’t get it out of my head…” he thought. “Its something I…can’t forget…”. “I can’t forget…”. He looked up slightly, looking over his friends. Vee still had his head to the table, shaking it in. Randall was lazed back against his own wall, hands to the back of his head. “To think…how could I got on without them…”. He closed his eyes, looking to his left slightly. “Curse you Axel…curse them all…it wasn’t my fault…but I feel like it is…I…I nearly…I…”. “Sean?”. Sean shook his head, looking up to see Randall turning his eyes to him. “You ok pal?” he asked. Sean just starred for a moment. But let a smile come across his face. “It’s just like Randall to say that…any friend he makes…he worries about them…guess he didn’t want me getting hurt that time…”. Sean smiled. “Yeah…I’m fine…”. Randall rose his non-existent brow, but just shrugged, trying to get comfortable again. Sean let his smile fall. “Thanks for asking…pal…” he whispered to himself. Vee rose his head from the conversation, looking over at Sean from their conversation. “Tell me why we’re doing this again…” he asked. Again, Sean smiled. “Heh heh…Vee’s curiosity always gets us into trouble…not like I mind…that’s kind what makes this all so fun…”. “Yeah…without them…this adventure would be nothing”. Sean finally set the potato and knife down on the side, looking at both of them. “Alright guy’s…” he said, moving his arms out and moving in his fingers, signaling them to come over. Randall just came over, taking the seat in front of Sean, Vee taking a moment to look over his nearly empty bag, then heading over to sit beside Sean. Sean leaned in, shoulders on the table, Vee doing the same, Randall just crossed his arms, both of them. “Alright…here’s the thing…I just…have this knack that there’s something going on here…”. The two waited for him to continue. “Like…how no one of the crew spoke to us…” he added. Vee thought for a moment. “…Maybe they’re all mutes?”. Sean and Randall looked over at him with confused faces. Vee shrugged. “What?”. Sean turned back, letting out a breath. “O…K….”. Randall lifted the pick from his mouth, pointing it at Sean. “So…we’re stuck down here…slicing up spuds…just because you believed that guy we met when we came here…”. Sean nodded. Vee just huffed at Randall’s comment. “You probably just think he’s crazy…”. “Bingo” Randall quickly replied. Sean rolled his eyes. “Anyway…I think we should just go along with this…aside with finding the Keyhole…we need to make sure Jim and Doppler are safe…”. Vee nodded, Randall shrugging. “Well…we owe the Doc something…and I guess since Hawkin’s a friend of his…oh heck…with us…nothin’ll touch’em…” he said with confidence. Sean nodded again. “Right…find the Keyhole…protect Jim and Doppler…and find out what the heck’s going on here…”. “Right” Vee agreed with a wide smile. Sean slapped a calm palm to the table. “Ok…we just keep doing this…eventually….we’ll come to whatever destination this ship is heading for….”. With that, Vee scooted off the table, heading back to his area, Randall stretching out, and Sean starting back on his share. He was glad he actually had a plan this time. They usually wing it. * “Ok…we just keep doing this…eventually….we’ll come to whatever destination this ship is heading for…”. A very low, bellowing cackle shot through the dark room of an unknown location. The cackle leaned into the orb that showed a vision of the Legacy Galley. The little blue dragon wadded over to his previous corner, starting on the consumables. The purple reptile stretched out, seemingly bored from having finished. The KeyBearer went back to his previous task silently. “Ha ha…fools…as soon as I rid the galaxy of this young whelp…I’ll personally wield the Keyblade and rip every treasure every to be know…as well as those none have ever seen before!” the cackler gloated. A grunt from the opposite of the glowing orb directed his attention away from the three hero’s. “You can have that kid…but the captain…” the grunter started, coming into view of the orb’s light circle. He cracked his claws, his right hand up, his red circular eyes focused on his own captain through them. “Is mine…” proclaimed Scroop, closing his claws together like the sound of a sword.
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