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Chapter 8
“Come on, Jimmy, faster, they’re beating us!” Sheen said.
“I know, but we’re here, calm down!” Jimmy demanded.
He landed his shoes and Carl and Sheen let go. They each raced through the line (empty, thankfully) and jumped into the first car they saw, that was about to start.
“Whew! See guys? We can still win!” Jimmy said hopefully.
“Yeah, right,” Sheen muttered.
For the next few minutes, Jimmy, Carl, and Sheen rode through a simulation of the jungle, complete with bird and tiger noises and—
“AAAHH! A spider! I’m allergic to spiders!” Carl cried.
“Relax, Carl, they’re fake!” Jimmy said.
“Really? How do you kn—AAAHHHHHH!”
They had just turned a dark corner, and for a second it was all dark, but then suddenly a red light turned on, then another, and other—they were imitating bats’ eyes opening.
“I’m allergic to rats!” Carl yelled.
“Carl, they’re supposed to be bats!” Jimmy shouted over the screaming.
“AHH! I’m allergic to bats too!”
They turned another corner, and it went dark again. The three of them (plus the other passengers) rode in darkness for nearly five seconds when Sheen shouted, “BOO!”
Well, of course, this scared Carl so much he would have jumped straight up in the air if there hadn’t been a seat belt. He even failed to notice that they were crossing a (fake) bridge until they were halfway across.
Jimmy and Sheen had smartly put Carl in the middle so he couldn’t look over, but when he saw the bridge (and realized that it was shaking with the weight of the car), he leaned over Sheen and looked down. When he saw the many, many feet under them—which of course let to the bottom of the line, but there was steam so he couldn’t see anybody—he panicked.
“OH NO, Quentin Smithee has come to seek his revenge and broke the bridge!” he howled.
“Carl!” Jimmy said, obviously annoyed. “The bridge is fine! See? There are pretend ropes over the metal or wood or whatever the bridge is, and they are supposed to be shaking like that!”
“Yeah, it’s an opitcal issulion,” Sheen added. A few people behind them laughed.
“I knew that,” Carl said calmly. “Hey Jim, there’s a clue!”
Jimmy pressed the button on his watch and turned it towards the blue piece of paper. The watch beamed it in almost magically so the paper stuck magnetically to the face of the watch.
“Guys, the ride is over, let’s go!” Sheen announced.
My New Fanfic -- The Hunt!
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Posted 31 July 2007 - 05:20 AM
Yes, this chapter WAS originally written as one chapter, not two put together, but hey, it's long enough to be two, so that should count as three while I'm gone! =D I hate to leave you with a cliffhanger, but... I will. **evilMaralaugh** :thumbsup:
Chapter 9
After finding two more clues apiece (girls’ at Splash Hill, on the ceiling before the bill fall, and in the Everest Bobsleds, in the bowl on jewels; and the boys’ on Space Hill, on a planet before takeoff, and the monorail overlooking the park, on a window) both the Red and Blue teams were on their ultimate riddles. Whichever team got to the appropriate attractions first would be directed to the microchip and the prize money. Everyone was nervous (Cindy hadn’t been able to think of a decent insult since running into the boys after Everest Bobsleds), except for Carl, who was completely oblivious to the world surrounding him due to his newfound obsession with his yo-yo (given to him by Jimmy to shut him up about complaining that he was bored and hungry). The pressure was on.
“Cindy, we’ve been fast-walking forever, can’t we stop for like two seconds?” Libby panted.
“No! You want to win that prize, don’t you?” Cindy said stubbornly.
“I won’t be able to accept the prize if I’m dead,” Libby retorted. “Besides, look at that churro stand! How can you resist the perfect Mexican pastry?” Libby tried to tempt her.
“Churros are from Spain,” Cindy said shortly.
“Come on, please, just sit and read the clue!”
“Fine... hey, can you get me a churro while you’re at it?” Cindy added, handing her a five-dollar-bill.
Libby rolled her eyes and came back with two churros. Cindy opened the note and read it aloud:
You might be sad, you might be glad,
Even full of terror,
But don’t you want to beat the boys?
Don’t you think that’s fairer?
“‘Fairer’ isn’t a word,” Cindy commented.
“Oh please, we don’t need to hear about your perfect 102.5 English average now... okay, so—fairer, terror—terror, obviously at Terror Tower!” Libby ripped off another bite of her churro. “Okay, now we can go.”
* * *
Cindy and Libby stepped in the pink-colored seats in the front row of Terror Tower. Unlike most of the other rides at the park, this one was just a thirty-three seated car that practically flew up to the top of a track (fifty stories high) and a camera took everyone’s picture, and fell all the way down and halfway back up, and so on. The terrorizing part was that the car was going at eighty miles an hour.
“Are you ready?” Libby said nervously.
“Of course I am!” Cindy lied. Even a dare-devil like her had never been on anything going over sixty miles an hour.
“Just don’t forget to beam the clue down when you see it,” Libby reminded her.
“Don’t sweat it.” Cindy hoped her tough voice didn’t reveal her queasiness.
Suddenly a voice came over the intercom.
“Attention all passengers, please keep your seatbelt on and your hands, arms, feet, and legs inside the vehicle at all times.”
“What’s he talking about, this is an inside ride!” Cindy giggled. “Plus, we’re the only people in here.”
“Yeah, don’t you think that’s weird? And why were the front two seats painted pink and all the others are white?” Libby wanted to know. As she spoke, her seat started to vibrate as if the ride was starting.
“I think it’s so we know the Pink Team knows we’re in the right ride,” Cindy guessed.
“I don’t think s—AAAAAAAHH!!” Before she could finish her sentence, the car sped up the track faster than Libby had ever moved in her life.
She could barely tell the difference when she and Cindy fell all the way down again and flew back up.
At the very top of the five-hundred feet (Cindy’s math brain had solved this before the ride started, and this little tidbit of information hadn’t helped her nausea), the chairs started shaking again. The heavy shaking slowed down to a minor vibration, and then it stopped. Libby could distinguish two small, round electronic devices that seemed to be minuscule cameras. When Cindy regained her vision (her eyes were practically spinning), she noticed a little piece of paper wedged between the two cameras—it was pink. As she dazedly pressed the button on her watch, the cameras began to flash.
But they weren’t normal camera flash: first it was a blue flash, then after a pause, a series of short white flickers there was one long one, starting with a high-pitched whine that turned into a screech and then—
BOOM.
Chapter 9
After finding two more clues apiece (girls’ at Splash Hill, on the ceiling before the bill fall, and in the Everest Bobsleds, in the bowl on jewels; and the boys’ on Space Hill, on a planet before takeoff, and the monorail overlooking the park, on a window) both the Red and Blue teams were on their ultimate riddles. Whichever team got to the appropriate attractions first would be directed to the microchip and the prize money. Everyone was nervous (Cindy hadn’t been able to think of a decent insult since running into the boys after Everest Bobsleds), except for Carl, who was completely oblivious to the world surrounding him due to his newfound obsession with his yo-yo (given to him by Jimmy to shut him up about complaining that he was bored and hungry). The pressure was on.
“Cindy, we’ve been fast-walking forever, can’t we stop for like two seconds?” Libby panted.
“No! You want to win that prize, don’t you?” Cindy said stubbornly.
“I won’t be able to accept the prize if I’m dead,” Libby retorted. “Besides, look at that churro stand! How can you resist the perfect Mexican pastry?” Libby tried to tempt her.
“Churros are from Spain,” Cindy said shortly.
“Come on, please, just sit and read the clue!”
“Fine... hey, can you get me a churro while you’re at it?” Cindy added, handing her a five-dollar-bill.
Libby rolled her eyes and came back with two churros. Cindy opened the note and read it aloud:
You might be sad, you might be glad,
Even full of terror,
But don’t you want to beat the boys?
Don’t you think that’s fairer?
“‘Fairer’ isn’t a word,” Cindy commented.
“Oh please, we don’t need to hear about your perfect 102.5 English average now... okay, so—fairer, terror—terror, obviously at Terror Tower!” Libby ripped off another bite of her churro. “Okay, now we can go.”
* * *
Cindy and Libby stepped in the pink-colored seats in the front row of Terror Tower. Unlike most of the other rides at the park, this one was just a thirty-three seated car that practically flew up to the top of a track (fifty stories high) and a camera took everyone’s picture, and fell all the way down and halfway back up, and so on. The terrorizing part was that the car was going at eighty miles an hour.
“Are you ready?” Libby said nervously.
“Of course I am!” Cindy lied. Even a dare-devil like her had never been on anything going over sixty miles an hour.
“Just don’t forget to beam the clue down when you see it,” Libby reminded her.
“Don’t sweat it.” Cindy hoped her tough voice didn’t reveal her queasiness.
Suddenly a voice came over the intercom.
“Attention all passengers, please keep your seatbelt on and your hands, arms, feet, and legs inside the vehicle at all times.”
“What’s he talking about, this is an inside ride!” Cindy giggled. “Plus, we’re the only people in here.”
“Yeah, don’t you think that’s weird? And why were the front two seats painted pink and all the others are white?” Libby wanted to know. As she spoke, her seat started to vibrate as if the ride was starting.
“I think it’s so we know the Pink Team knows we’re in the right ride,” Cindy guessed.
“I don’t think s—AAAAAAAHH!!” Before she could finish her sentence, the car sped up the track faster than Libby had ever moved in her life.
She could barely tell the difference when she and Cindy fell all the way down again and flew back up.
At the very top of the five-hundred feet (Cindy’s math brain had solved this before the ride started, and this little tidbit of information hadn’t helped her nausea), the chairs started shaking again. The heavy shaking slowed down to a minor vibration, and then it stopped. Libby could distinguish two small, round electronic devices that seemed to be minuscule cameras. When Cindy regained her vision (her eyes were practically spinning), she noticed a little piece of paper wedged between the two cameras—it was pink. As she dazedly pressed the button on her watch, the cameras began to flash.
But they weren’t normal camera flash: first it was a blue flash, then after a pause, a series of short white flickers there was one long one, starting with a high-pitched whine that turned into a screech and then—
BOOM.
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Posted 31 July 2007 - 07:49 AM
BOOM? :blink: And then what? And THEN what!?
Arghh! Great chapters, but I have a hate/love relationship with cliffhangers :lol:
Arghh! Great chapters, but I have a hate/love relationship with cliffhangers :lol:
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Posted 31 July 2007 - 05:12 PM
LOL thanks Zeit! You'll have to wait to find out.. enjoy the suspense! =D
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Posted 01 August 2007 - 12:09 AM
Then what??? Then WHAT????
BOOM! What does that boom mean??
Anwyays, great chapter Rach!
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BOOM! What does that boom mean??
Anwyays, great chapter Rach!
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Posted 01 August 2007 - 01:33 AM
Boom? WHAT HAPPENED!? AHH! Write more soon!
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Posted 01 August 2007 - 04:21 AM
OMG I'm reading since chapter three all in a row and u finish with BOOM!!!! I don't believe u I need next chapter *runs to nick.com to see if there is next chapter there...then comes back and cries infront of the computer b/c there is only till chapter 8* sigh I think i'll have to wait!...well while I'm at it let me first apologize for not been replying! I've been busy...well kind of...but know that I'm not, I decided I should catch up with my reading! and to how do say...make this up?? w/e I'll post a reply to every chapter on nick.com! see I'm not as bad I u thought ^_^ lol well all in all I wanted to say that this last chapters rocked!! u r awesome!! :bff:
Besitos :-* (sorry I'm used to do it :P )
o:) Andre o:)
Besitos :-* (sorry I'm used to do it :P )
o:) Andre o:)
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Thanks sooo much to everyone, and thanks a bajillion to Andrea! I think, since I'm in an evil mood, I'll post the next chapter now just to kill you more =D. Again, hate to leave you on a cliffhangie, but... I will. **evilMaralaugh**
Chapter 10
“Hey Jimmy, no offense or anything, but this is boring,” Sheen complained.
“How?” Jimmy asked exasperatedly.
“Well, there’s nothing for me to do,” Sheen explained like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Well, when Carl comes out of the bathroom I’ll let you figure out the clue,” Jimmy relented.
“Ah! Thinking, it burns!” Sheen screamed.
“It’ll keep you not bored for like, ten whole seconds,” Jimmy joked.
At that second, Carl came out of the bathroom looking much more relaxed.
“Ooh, ooh, gimme gimme!” Sheen begged.
“Hey, let me see!” Carl said. He and Jimmy looked over Sheen’s shoulder while he read slowly and inconsistently.
The next to last clue
For the winning blue group-y,
Will lead you to a crazy ride,
So crazy that it’s loopy!
“Hey Carl, remember the loopy dance?” Sheen said.
“Oh yeah!” Carl laughed. “I’m loopy, I’m loopy, I’m loopy—”
“Guys! Come on! Sheen, what do you think this clue means?” Jimmy said impatiently.
“That we’re loopy?” Sheen asked innocently.
“No!”
“Fine! Then let’s go to a roller coaster with a loop, sheesh!” Sheen exclaimed.
“Good idea, Sheen,” Jimmy admired. “Wow, that sounded really odd.”
“Gee, thanks,” Sheen said sarcastically.
“Okay, so let’s go—”
“To Spine-Chillin’ Screamin’!” Sheen announced.
More Looks.
“Again, just trying to help.”
* * *
“Man, this is gunna be so awesome!” Sheen predicted excitedly as they were stepping into the seats.
“Yeah!” Carl agreed enthusiastically from the back. “Unless of course something goes horribly, horribly wrong such as getting stuck on the top of the loop, like we did on Bat Out’a Heck.”
Jimmy and Sheen turned around before pulling the full-body “safety thing” (in Sheen’s words) and gave him blank stares.
“Now why’d you have to go and say that, Carl?” Jimmy said irritably.
“Just a way of keeping things ‘fresh,’” he said.
“Shhh, it’s starting!” Sheen said in excitement. “Hey Jimmy, why do you think the front three seats were painted blue instead of white like the other ones?”
“Probably to let us know that the Blue Team is on the right—whoa!” Jimmy speculated as they rode straight down at a sudden burst of speed.
Carl was screaming, “I’m gunna throw up!” when Jimmy noticed the loop—and the blue paper tied to the track. He was only able to push the button on his watch because of the unexpected (slight) deceleration.
“Why are we slowing down?” Sheen asked. “We were about to go upside-down!”
“Don’t complain,” Carl said in a sick voice.
There was just enough time for Jimmy to grab the note at the top of the loop because as soon as he did a bright light out of nowhere starting flashing, something started whining, there was a loud pop and then there was a—
BOOM.
Chapter 10
“Hey Jimmy, no offense or anything, but this is boring,” Sheen complained.
“How?” Jimmy asked exasperatedly.
“Well, there’s nothing for me to do,” Sheen explained like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
“Well, when Carl comes out of the bathroom I’ll let you figure out the clue,” Jimmy relented.
“Ah! Thinking, it burns!” Sheen screamed.
“It’ll keep you not bored for like, ten whole seconds,” Jimmy joked.
At that second, Carl came out of the bathroom looking much more relaxed.
“Ooh, ooh, gimme gimme!” Sheen begged.
“Hey, let me see!” Carl said. He and Jimmy looked over Sheen’s shoulder while he read slowly and inconsistently.
The next to last clue
For the winning blue group-y,
Will lead you to a crazy ride,
So crazy that it’s loopy!
“Hey Carl, remember the loopy dance?” Sheen said.
“Oh yeah!” Carl laughed. “I’m loopy, I’m loopy, I’m loopy—”
“Guys! Come on! Sheen, what do you think this clue means?” Jimmy said impatiently.
“That we’re loopy?” Sheen asked innocently.
“No!”
“Fine! Then let’s go to a roller coaster with a loop, sheesh!” Sheen exclaimed.
“Good idea, Sheen,” Jimmy admired. “Wow, that sounded really odd.”
“Gee, thanks,” Sheen said sarcastically.
“Okay, so let’s go—”
“To Spine-Chillin’ Screamin’!” Sheen announced.
More Looks.
“Again, just trying to help.”
* * *
“Man, this is gunna be so awesome!” Sheen predicted excitedly as they were stepping into the seats.
“Yeah!” Carl agreed enthusiastically from the back. “Unless of course something goes horribly, horribly wrong such as getting stuck on the top of the loop, like we did on Bat Out’a Heck.”
Jimmy and Sheen turned around before pulling the full-body “safety thing” (in Sheen’s words) and gave him blank stares.
“Now why’d you have to go and say that, Carl?” Jimmy said irritably.
“Just a way of keeping things ‘fresh,’” he said.
“Shhh, it’s starting!” Sheen said in excitement. “Hey Jimmy, why do you think the front three seats were painted blue instead of white like the other ones?”
“Probably to let us know that the Blue Team is on the right—whoa!” Jimmy speculated as they rode straight down at a sudden burst of speed.
Carl was screaming, “I’m gunna throw up!” when Jimmy noticed the loop—and the blue paper tied to the track. He was only able to push the button on his watch because of the unexpected (slight) deceleration.
“Why are we slowing down?” Sheen asked. “We were about to go upside-down!”
“Don’t complain,” Carl said in a sick voice.
There was just enough time for Jimmy to grab the note at the top of the loop because as soon as he did a bright light out of nowhere starting flashing, something started whining, there was a loud pop and then there was a—
BOOM.
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Posted 01 August 2007 - 04:23 PM
Not ANOTHER boom! XD
oh, I loved Carl in this chapter <3 then again, I can never NOT like him!
great job as always, looking forward to TWO conclusions now :lol:
oh, I loved Carl in this chapter <3 then again, I can never NOT like him!
great job as always, looking forward to TWO conclusions now :lol:
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Posted 01 August 2007 - 04:44 PM
Yes, Zeit, another boom.
And thanks! I can't wait to post it, trust me!
And thanks! I can't wait to post it, trust me!
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Posted 01 August 2007 - 10:06 PM
Another Boom?! What ARE you trying to kill us Rachel?! EVOL LITTLE GIRL YOU ARE.
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Posted 02 August 2007 - 01:14 AM
yeah how can u leave us with another BOOM!! and just before chapter 11!!!!!!!!!!! OMG I'm gonna faint!!! u need to post next chapter ASAP please!!!!!! I'm dying here!!!!
o:) Andre o:)
o:) Andre o:)
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Posted 03 August 2007 - 04:55 PM
Sowwy guys, you'llhavetowait 2 weeks! (sory,thkeyboard SUX) buthopeully heniget backi'll hae the whole fic done.
CURSETHISKEYBOARD!!
*:)Rachel
Yagotta lovethebooms! =D
CURSETHISKEYBOARD!!
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Yagotta lovethebooms! =D
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Posted 04 August 2007 - 12:06 AM
Update: I'm done!! **angels sing hallluyah** and I can pretty much guarentee you'll HATE the ending, but hey, that's what makes it so fun to write, right? =D
Yeah, I'm on a different computer.
TTYL!
Yeah, I'm on a different computer.
TTYL!
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Posted 05 August 2007 - 02:03 AM
hate something u've written? no way! u rock :rock: ...unless...WHAT R U GOING TO DO??? oh great now I'm even more impatient!Update: I'm done!! **angels sing hallluyah** and I can pretty much guarentee you'll HATE the ending, but hey, that's what makes it so fun to write, right? =D
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Posted 05 August 2007 - 05:47 AM
**hugs Andrea**
Sorry. Good news is (for your imatientness), there are only a few chapters left, so you'll know the ending soon enough.
People, plz PM me! I'm sooo bored on this cruise, I need somethin to do!!
Sorry. Good news is (for your imatientness), there are only a few chapters left, so you'll know the ending soon enough.
People, plz PM me! I'm sooo bored on this cruise, I need somethin to do!!
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Posted 05 August 2007 - 10:22 AM
Whoa, uber cool! Good job, Rachel! I look forward to reading more!!!! :ahoy:
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Posted 06 August 2007 - 05:35 PM
*hugs back and runs to PM Rach so she can b entertained while she's on the cruise* wait how could u be bored on a cruise...?People, plz PM me! I'm sooo bored on this cruise, I need somethin to do!!
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Posted 06 August 2007 - 07:37 PM
OMG CAMI'S BACK!!! and trust me guys, this isn't the best cruise ever... it's ok tho, I have my "fic notebook!" LOL
ok i have like a minute left b4 time runs out so buhbye to you all for now!
ok i have like a minute left b4 time runs out so buhbye to you all for now!
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Posted 12 August 2007 - 09:08 PM
Hi again! OMG THIS CRUISE IS SO BAD, good thing they're retiring it in a month...
SO BORED, and my other fic, TC (MDWIN) [Krista and, was it Liz? {edit:: oops it was Andrea, sorry Andre!} know what that means] is at a REALLY boring sorta-kinda-writer's block part, and my other other fic is really, really, really weird and no one know's what it's about except Gwen and I only told her one sentence...
funny how every person I've told something about a fic to suddenly ABANDONS ME!! **KRISTA AND GWEN!!!**
--boredoffmybutt--
bye!
SO BORED, and my other fic, TC (MDWIN) [Krista and, was it Liz? {edit:: oops it was Andrea, sorry Andre!} know what that means] is at a REALLY boring sorta-kinda-writer's block part, and my other other fic is really, really, really weird and no one know's what it's about except Gwen and I only told her one sentence...
funny how every person I've told something about a fic to suddenly ABANDONS ME!! **KRISTA AND GWEN!!!**
--boredoffmybutt--
bye!
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