The Adventures of Jeremy - Book 2

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SUCCATASH

Sunday, February 29, 2004 4:11 AM

Meanwhile, in the twilight of dusk, Maniac finally landed with his jetpack on the outskirts of a Nevada gambling town. His jetpack was almost out of gas, he'd have to refill soon.

Maniac walked towards some bright lights. When he grew closer, he saw a building, full of lights and noise. A sign on the building read, "Hung Man's Hole," but Maniac didn't see it. He was too busy hiding his jetpack in the bushes.

He walked in, and instantly all the guys came up to Maniac and offered to buy him a drink.

"Hi there, Loin Cloth Man!" said one fellow.

The bartender looked at Maniac sternly. "You need some clothes, young man," he said. Then he smiled broadly. "Just kidding!" And everyone in the room laughed.

A disco ball suddenly dropped from the ceiling and bright spotlights focused on Maniac. The crowd cheered as the song "YMCA" started loudly.

Maniac looked helplessly at the bartender, but the bartender just smiled broadly and gave the thumbs up. Maniac looked out and saw that everyone was cheering. He didn't want to reveal his true identity.

So he danced.

SAINT JAYNE

Sunday, February 29, 2004 6:39 AM

"Okay, so this is what we do:" the Jar O' Tash whispered. "Teela, you distract the doctor. Jeremy, knock out the pilot."

"What are you going to do?" asked Jeremy.

"I'm going to fly us out of here." Succatash looked proudly and nobly into the sky with a strong chin and sturdy gaze.

"You don't have hands", Jeremy added.

"The Doctor... Wait, I've got a better idea." Teela inscribed large symbols into the sand they stood on, and as she stepped back, an old English police box appeared slowly in their midst.

"Come on!" Teela Brown waved Jeremy in.

Inside was much bigger than the outside. Large, thick doors opened into some sort of centralized control chamber with enough buttons, levers and switches to run, well, a time capsule. A tall, curly-haired man stood up from behind the central console. His disarming smile and soothing voice, thick with English charm, took the edge off of the panicked situation.

"Hello, Teela my dear, did you call?"

From behind the console approached a robotic dog on wheels. "She did call, master. The symbol was specifically…"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," The man interrupted, "Don’t be rude, K-9, offer our guests something to eat."

Two pieces of lightly browned toast popped out of the robotic dog's back and onto the floor. "Marmalade?" it asked, projecting a rod from its nose and spraying orange marmalade onto both pieces.

"Doctor, we need your help." Teela beseeched.

"Yes, I know", the Englishman suddenly looked deadly serious. "And we have to act right away!"

Teela blinked, confused. "But, you're a time lord, this is a time..."

The robot dog interrupted smugly, "Everyone who is a master of time and space, please raise your hand."

The Doctor alone raised his, a quirky smile spreading across his face.

WREN

Sunday, February 29, 2004 9:18 AM

Jeremy realised his head was starting to hurt. He reached up to remove the hat, but found he couldn't. "Hey guys," he squealed, "I think my head is expanding." The others looked at him as though he were mad (well madder than usual). "Looks the same to me," said Teela.
"Then why can't I get this damn hat off?" cried Jeremy. He felt as though his head was about to explode. "Here let me try," said Teela. She grabbed the bobble and gave a long hard yank. Nothing happened. "Nope, its definately stuck," she said.

A bright light filled Jeremys skull. The world around him disappeared and he found himself in a vast emptiness. "What the hell?" he said. As though triggered by his words images appeared before him. The images were easy to make out at first but they gradually appeared faster and faster until there was just a swirling mass of colour. Then there was total darkness. "Data download complete," said an ominous robotic voice.

Jeremy opened his eyes to find himself lying on the ground. "Are you okay?" asked Teela.
"Not really," said Jeremy.

He rolled onto his side and found himself staring at Tash who didn't look so good. His eyes were bulging out of their sockets and his tounge hung out of his mouth. The goo in the jar was frantically bubbling and steaming. "NOooooooo tooooo muuuuuch informatiooooooooooon," screamed Tash. The Tash head suddenly did a 180 degree flip, then flopped limply against the glass.

"Quick," shouted Jeremy, "we need to give him heart massage."
"Can't," pointed out Teela.
"Mouth to mouth resuscitation then," said Jeremy.
"Can't and not sure I would want to even if I could," said Teela.
"Well we can't just let him die," cried Jeremy.

EBONEZER

Sunday, February 29, 2004 5:03 PM

Jeremy picked up Tash's jar and started shaking it vigorously. Tashes head spun around but otherwise showed no sighns of life.

Jeremy tapped the glass, pulled Tashes hair, and did an ancient native american rain dance, but nothing pulled Tash out of his coma. A light drizzle did start to fall on the dry dersert though.

"Simon!" Jeremy cried, "Go get Simon!"

Teela ran out and borded Serenety, she found Simon showing Kaylee everything that he learned about kissing.

She pulled him away and drug him out and into the wierd little box.

Jeremy shoved Tash into Simons arms and said,"Fix him!"

Simon raised an eyebrow but plunged his hand into the jar and pressed a spot of Tash's skull. Tash imediatly sprang back to life, "Whad I miss?" he asked eagerly.

Simon tossed the jar-o-tash to Jeremy then left.

TEELABROWN

Sunday, February 29, 2004 11:49 PM

Teela wasn't really paying any attention to the outsde world. A thought struck her.

"Tash, how can you throw up when you have no stomach?"

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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

EBONEZER

Monday, March 1, 2004 12:23 AM

Jeremy cocked an eyebrow, "Yeah, I've never seen you eat anything either. What exactly are you throwing up?"

SUCCATASH

Monday, March 1, 2004 12:40 AM

Tash started singing, "The hip bone's connected to the leg bone, the leg bone's connected to the ankle bone..."

"Tash, knock if off!" Teela commanded. You don't have a body, that song doesn't apply to you."

"Sorry," said Tash. He rolled his eyes and bubbles floated to the top of his jar. He looked at Teela and Jeremy and said, "How can I throw up? It's a response that was programmed into my brain, to keep me more human."

"Oh," said Teela and Jeremy at the same time.

"I wonder what will happen next?" said Teela, in a thoughtful voice.

EBONEZER

Monday, March 1, 2004 12:49 AM

"Hey, while we're thinking deep thoughts here, and as nobody seems to know quite what to do with the story, I have a question," Jeremy said, "If these universal people are trying to give me information, why am i running from them?"

They thought about this for a moment.

"Speaking of the universal people, we haven't seen them in a while have we." Teela said, looking around just in case they might be right behind her.

Meanwhile, somewhere in Nevada a man with a loncloth on was rubbing soup in his hair. Two men in suits aproached him. One handed him a card, loincloth guy (AKA Maniac) vagly noticed that the man WASN'T wearing blue gloves.

Mainic took the card and tore it to pieces then rubbed the pieces in his hair.

"Sir," one of the men said, "we need you to come with us."

TEELABROWN

Monday, March 1, 2004 12:55 AM

"Well, I suppose we should get going. Where'd Maniac go? Should we find him?" Teela pondered and said.

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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2+2 makes 4. If that is granted, all else follws"-Winston, 1984
Teela Brown, keeper of bad typing.
"No one reads these things any way."- Bart on Blackboard

SUCCATASH

Monday, March 1, 2004 1:09 AM

Maniac stared in fear at the two men in suits. He did not like them. They wanted to hurt him, he was certian.

He stood up and called to his new friends. "Help! Get these guys out of here! They want to hurt me!"

The men in suits looked around and gulped in fear. They found themselves surrounded by a group of angry men.

A pair of burly construction workers approached them. One of the construction workers spoke. "Seems you're in the wrong bar. Maybe you didn't read the sign."

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