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Post by RandallBoggs on Mar 30, 2005 17:07:30 GMT -5
Does....anybody have interest in Waternoose's final hours........
This isn't a topic....just a question...
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Post by Mirage on Mar 30, 2005 17:14:31 GMT -5
Yeah, I'd be interested..
*hopes to find out that he gets what's coming to him* >:-}
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Post by RandallBoggs on Mar 30, 2005 17:18:31 GMT -5
Mirage....what's with you account Oh Mirage....lets just say....a greater evil than Waternoose comes to....shall we say....pay a visit... Hmm....Waternoose destroyed by an old friend.....deserving he is of such a thing.
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Post by RandallBoggs on Mar 30, 2005 17:29:41 GMT -5
No comments...just enjoy...more will come...
Part 1 The Reaper Enters Waternoose slugged in his cell, his face down. He didn’t know how long he had been in the forsaken place. All he knew was he instantly hated the company around him. He wasn’t born to a cell. He was born to mansion, riches, a high paying job, almost idolism in a word. But here he was….in a cell….like some kind of normal monster. Something less than dirt and rock….the place where foul and undeserving feed and sleep. The world that seals souls in the cell in which closes every vision of the outside from you. Waternoose did not expect to find himself here. Though….he himself was not surprised by it. All he knew now was hatred. Hatred for Sullivan. He had treated James like a son, family….and he betrayed him. The monster and his friend wouldn’t keep quiet. James could have been so much more…..for once Boggs had finished his part….the rewards of which Waternoose promised him would eagerly be transferred to James. Of course, Waternoose had planned Boggs to be a pawn from the beginning. But Sullivan led to destroying it…. And Boggs. Waternoose lifted his head, his eyes body being lit in shades. Light, dark, light, dark, at the whim of the light piercing between the cracks of the bars around the cell’s frontward wall. Waternoose had been wary of him from the beginning. He was slightly at a worry when the Scarer growled at him. He had been afraid that Randall would have turned on him then and there….just like his brother had….but no. Regardless…he was already not a problem….Sullivan seemed to have handled that. Waternoose kept his stare outside the cell like a lion in a cage. Once a grand creature on top of everyone….fallen to the lowest pit of society….how the irony was at it’s simplicity. His assurance of his success led to his downfall. Once he got out…he planned to hire anyone he could to dispose of Sullivan and his friend….caring was nothing to him now…. * The prison was one of high class on the outside, though few tend to care looking on the inside. The center of the first floor was a large lobby….the center being a desk where the checking in of bailers and families come to see the prisoners. A C.D.A. agent, number 49, stayed at his post, having a leaning position with his boots on the table and his arms behind his head. It was night already. The late shift had come and he was already tired now…. Wait. Footsteps. The faceless agent 49 looked to the entrance of the facility. Two glass doors fitted with steel frame. The glass was bullet and shatter proof, and the steel frame was auto lockable by a switch near the desk. A figure stood in the center, the door behind it closing with a silent sound. The figure was thin, average height. It started forward, it’s feet ticking the marble black and white floor of the room. 49 watched. The figure came closer to the light. It’s limbs were normal. Two legs and feet, two arms and hands, average chest. The creature’s face was less descriptive, but seeming to be a dark oval of somesort. The monsters who body was incased in expensive attire. Shinned black shoes with a golden rim, a black piece suit with a white collar. He hand gloves on, black leather. Encased in his left hand was a suitcase, silver with a golden lock and black handle. The monster removed his accessory that cover his eyes, revealing pits of dark yellow. The monster stopped a few feet from the desk, 49 already knowing the visitor. “Gah!”. 49 dispersed his relaxing position and got to his feet. “Mr…Mr. Albedo! Sir! I wasn’t…wasn’t expecting you to…”. The monster, Albedo, held up a gloved hand, his eyes shut. “Of course you weren’t….” Albedo said, his low and sure. “Wh…why would you come here sir?” 49 asked. Albedo starred at the agent with his yellow eyes, seeming to make a point. “Oh…of course….of course sir! Umm…he’s in cell 23…”. Albedo blinked heavily. “I know….”. He started past the agent, stopping a few feet ahead. “Reminding me….anything that happens here…” he started. 49 nodded. “Of course sir…the occurrences never took place…”. Albedo chuckled. “Good boy…” he said, starting down the hall.
Albedo is described faintly for reasons....
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Post by Mirage on Mar 30, 2005 17:30:21 GMT -5
Hmm? What's with it? I changed my pictures, if that's what you mean. ;D
And that sounds very intriguing indeed. *nod*
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Post by Mirage on Mar 30, 2005 17:30:51 GMT -5
Okay, got it. *reads*
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Post by RandallBoggs on Mar 31, 2005 12:12:10 GMT -5
Well Mirage....
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Post by Ranger Parsec on Mar 31, 2005 15:11:02 GMT -5
Very interesting story. ^_^ I hope Waternoose gets what's coming to him (and I have a feeling it will .
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Post by tailmister on Mar 31, 2005 21:25:04 GMT -5
...somehow I get this feeling that this 'greater leadership' is not going to look with any sympathy on Randall, or a least not in a good way... sad.
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Post by RandallBoggs on Mar 31, 2005 22:13:10 GMT -5
Thanks Joy, Mirage, Tailmister....
Actually Tailmister.....Albedo....has his own views on Randall and his family...... Quite surprisingly....they're not negitive....
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Post by RandallBoggs on Mar 31, 2005 22:18:37 GMT -5
Waternoose’s hidden ears perked at the sound of footsteps outside his cell. He rose to his claws, wondering who was coming. “It’s a funny thing isn’t it?”. The voice was distant, but coming closer. Waternoose knew who it was. “The irony of defeat….Henry J. Waternoose…son of Floyd Waternoose…heh heh…who knew that the Waternoose final son would destroy the tradition…”. The voice came closer. “It’s a strange world….where the powerful reign supreme…..and their subjects continue to fall beneath their feet….a pitiful sight at best…”. Waternoose watched as a figure’s front tip appeared to the left of the cell’s bar wall. He headed over, trying to receive a better look, but was in vein. “Albedo….let me see you at least!” Waternoose yelled. “I don’t like the light I’d rather burry in shadows….” Albedo spoke, his mouth seen by Waternoose. The monster was taken back by this. “You amuse me.…your own philosophy does as well…Kill everyone you love and be released from the liability of happiness….interesting…”. “How did you….!” Waternoose started, amazed that the monster knew the happenings behind the scenes. Albedo’s mouth let a chuckle escape. “You incompetent fool….you should know by now the extend of knowledge I can gain….”. “Such a poor fate to befall a Waternoose….so a…kindly monster to the public….but hiding his true self…your concealed truths are the ones to be unveiled with time….and looks like you don’t have much of it…”. “Albedo….”. Waternoose watched as the monster smirked. “Your life is meaningless as I now decree….life is just a dream in the eternal death for you…”. Albedo stepped forward, his features becoming visible to Waternoose. “Hi….” Albedo said in a sick tone. “Andrew I…” Waternoose started. “Silence…”. The crab backed up, appalled by the monster’s tone. Albedo had a hand outstretched to increase his presentation. “You no longer deserve to call me that….”. Waternoose eyed him. “Very well Albedo….” He said. Albedo smiled. “Good….you still retain your superiority…”. Albedo took a few steps forward to the middle of the barred wall of the cell. “Albedo…I am pleased you’re here….perhaps you might assist in getting me removed from this accursed place…”. “Ha ha….you serious?” Albedo said, his head to his front, eyes to Waternoose. “Wh…what!? After the trouble I had!”. Albedo turned, pointing the silver suitcase at Waternoose. “Your trouble!….How dare you….ever since we overshadowed the Scream Extractor by making the order of screams to plummet to an all time low….we have been the one’s waiting for you!”. Waternoose backed away, the cuffs on his hands chinging. Albedo lowered his case, having it up for a few seconds. “I expected you to act that way….you see….my reaction was same….you blame those who assist you….interesting trait wouldn’t you say?” he said with a grin. Waternoose was confused, which Albedo noticed. “…How degrading…when you were important to our cause…you seemed like….a friend to me…then again your whole clan was to Scare Co…..as well as the C.D.A…..”. “Err….why did you let them take me here than Andrew!”. “Albedo!!!!” the monster reminded, moving his head close to the bars, making Waternoose back up. Albedo backed away. “….You honestly think we would have let you go with so many witnesses….why do you think we let Sullivan and Wazowski go free?” Albedo informed, leading Waternoose to several contemplating thoughts. The monster turned. “Those two had caused that panic a year ago…an intriguing one at that….”. He turned back. “Your Top Scarer….or….should I say…fake….led us to lose our Toxic card…”. Waternoose’s eyes widened. “Now we no longer have an excuse to keep Scarers…err Comedians….from getting closer to humans…..you owe us Waternoose…”. Waternoose became worried. Albedo looked to his side. “Pity….so many monsters believed our lie till the end….then again…it’s easy to manipulate them….but to change their mind when proof is in front of their eyes is nearly impossible….” Albedo explained, angry. “So many years of keeping them apart…and you ruined it!!!!”. Albedo slammed the case in his left hand hard on the bars as Waternoose backed away from it. The ching of metal upon metal echoed through the halls, the sound seeming to be endless. It sounded for several seconds at far away distances, like a loop. Becoming loud to fait….loud….then finally stopping. Albedo retracted the case, seeming to be un-dented. A moment passed. “However….Mr. Scare wants me to rectify that mistake…”. Albedo set the case down, turning to face the opposite wall, his back to Waternoose, who watched from a few feet away. “….I once heard a Mon tell me…Pain breeds life and life causes pain. Our world revolves around this one golden rule…..wouldn’t….wouldn’t you agree with his thoughts Henry?” Albedo asked, putting his hands behind his back. Waternoose didn’t answer as Albedo tipped his head, a single yellow eye peering at Waternoose. “Henry?”. “An….Albedo…I am asking…let me out of here…please…I….I can return to Monsters Inc. and…”. “Oh poor Henry…”. Albedo’s eye left vision. “I want so to hold your hand…..but I'd rather slit your wrist…..”. Waternoose was taken back. “Albedo what are saying?”. Albedo seemed eager to switch topics. “Not yet Henry….I’d rather bring good news before bad….that way…one’s hope is judged….”. Albedo turned. “Henry…you’ve done me a good service…”. Waternoose eyed his now “dying friend” inquisitively. “Do you know what that is?” Albedo directly asked. The other monster shook his hand. “….For years…I’ve searched for that young Boggs…”. “Boggs? What does he have to do with all this!?” Waternoose questioned. Albedo chuckled, seeming pleased and expected toward this question. “Oh….Waternoose…Floyd didn’t tell you….”. Albedo closed his eyes, opening them again into their yellow pits. Albedo shifted his eyes left and right, turning back to Waternoose with a smile. *
I would like to note....that Floyd IS the ACTUAL name of Henry Waternoose's father.....
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Post by RandallBoggs on Apr 20, 2005 10:22:11 GMT -5
*cough* Well umm.... Next chapter'll be up soon. And if anybody's interested....I....THINK I have a pic of Albedo....
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Post by RandallBoggs on Aug 29, 2005 16:44:21 GMT -5
Been awhile and I almost forgot about this. Anyway, since LR was kind enough to remind me, ^_^, I decided to finish this up. Enjoy that the crab finally gets what he deserves....kind of...
“Henry….the entire Waternoose clan is one of advancing further with the downgrade and assimilation of others…however….one does need knowledge to live…knowledge is power I hear the young ones say….preferably…one other clan was stepped on each time so that the Waternooses raised themselves higher….”. Albedo turned, his back to Waternoose. “The…Boggs’s?” Waternoose asked. Albedo chuckled. “Correct…”. “But…but how?! Those scalies are nothing but murders and distrusting creatures! The only reason I led Boggs to make the Extractor was…”. The monster was interrupted. “Because of his mechanical uniqueness….and the fact that he was expendable….”. Waternoose’s eyes widened. Albedo tipped his head again. “Let me clarify for you…your grandfather and Floyd stepped on each Boggs so that they fell…do not speak ill of the reptiles dear Henry…they are perhaps the most knowledgeable of us all…”. Waternoose didn’t responded, just listened. “As for the Boggs….interesting they were….you know….I’ve searched for the latest addition to their family….what was his name again…oh yes….Randall….I’ve searched for him for years…apparently his C.D.A. file was destroyed…..but when he applied and you gave us confirmation about his…assignment….I finally found where he had ended up….”. Albedo turned. “Thank you Henry….it’s a pity that Randall didn’t stay around like his brother….since they are….the last of the Boggs….I didn’t want them going to waste….especially young Randall….” He said, shaking his head. “Interesting….I tried tracking his parents of course…no luck yet…they hide themselves well….I suppose Floyd never told you that they were perhaps the most productive of the Boggs clan so far…creating the auto system for your Door Vault…as well as the converting of screams to electricity…..”. Albedo shook his head. “Henry…I am sorry….I should be rambling about something of importance…I mean Boggs isn’t dead of course…if he was…that meant ruin….lets talk about something that concerns entirely you….”. “But…” Waternoose started, coming to the end of his cell, looking at the risen entenna of Albedo’s dark head. “Henry…what would you say death is like?”. Waternoose froze. Why would Albedo ask such a question. “What?”. Albedo hide a smile. “Where do you think you would go when you die? To Heaven, because you tried to…fix this “so-called” Scream Shortage. Or to Hell, for all those you betrayed and trouble you made….”. Waternoose didn’t respond, he didn’t want to. “Heh….I wouldn’t expect answer from anyone…”. He turned around. “Henry…dear dear Henry…you know why I’m here…”. “To get me out of course….” Waternoose stated in a hopeful tone. Albedo smiled sickingly. “Ah freedom….oh Henry I’m sorry…but Mr. Scare thinks your no longer…shall we say….useable…”. Waternoose’s several eyes widened. “Albedo! You’ve got to get me out of here! One of my stature should not belong behind any bar!” Waternoose yelled. Albedo’s emotion seemed untouched. “Henry…you know we’re old friends…”. He chuckled, which Waternoose joined unsurely in later. Albedo ceased, Waternoose slightly slower. Albedo moved his neck side to side. “Henry…you’ve done me favors….Boggs for instance….but…what you were planning to do with him afterward….”. “Why do you keep going back to Boggs!?” Waternoose yelled, tired of hearing the name. Albedo shook his head. “Hmph…he’s more important than you can imagine….an orphan reptile grows up alone….his parents having been….“misplaced”…lets just say….history has a way of repeating itself….and Boggs is a very large piece….”. “I…don’t understand Albedo….” Waternoose said. Albedo smiled. “Because you weren’t alive then Waternoose….speaking of which…I’ve said too much…then again….heh heh…any last answers you want?”. Waternoose didn’t understand, but he did want answers. “What do you mean history repeating” he asked. Albedo smiled. “….The Meteor my friend….”. “The…what?” Waternoose asked, unclear. Albedo’s eyes became fixed. “I rather not utter such forbidden entries…and it is rather late….I’d rather do this now…”. Albedo back up, kneeling down and opening the silver case, taking something out. He left the case, rising back up. “What are you going to do Albedo!” Waternoose yelled, not understanding what he was thinking. Albedo didn’t respond, just headed to where the locked door of the cell was. “The guard won’t let you in!”. Albedo stopped at the door. “Keys…hmph….”. With a slide of a hand, the door unhitched and slid to the side. Waternoose’s eyes went wide as he backed up, Albedo coming into the cell. “I’m sorry Henry….then again….I can’t…feel that….heh heh heh hahahahahaha!!!!”. “Andrew! NO!”.
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Post by kenyizsu on Dec 29, 2009 7:36:56 GMT -5
Dude, I always loved your Fanfics and the way you write. But I'm very sad that you didn't continue "Between Fear and Love" and "Randall's schooldays". I would really like to know, what happened to Randall's bro and who is he anyway.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 29, 2009 9:35:35 GMT -5
Randolph? Ironic...haven't heard him mentioned on here in a bit. Anyways poked ya about this. ^_^
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