Take Turns Writing: "Ebo and the Mountain"
POSTED BY: Succatash
UPDATED: Thursday, May 27, 2004 03:06
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Teela woke up, too. "Why does a robot need sleep? And why would we need to bury her if she was a robot, and if she's alive?" she decided it could wait till morning, and went back to sleep.
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"Freedom is the Freedom to say that 2 plus 2 make 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
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Ebo tossed in the coffin. Damn that random thought! All this not sleeping she was supposed to be doing was BOOORRRRRIIIINNNNGGGGG!
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Four out of five dentists reccomend calling Ebo a girl.
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Ebo slept and dreamed about becoming human. She was a little girl running through a field of flowers.
Then the dream changed, and Ebo had the body of a man, and He walked around and lifted weights.
The dream flashed and suddenly Ebo was an old lady, rocking in a wheelchair.
Then Ebo woke up and she was still in the coffin, deep underground and miles away from where anyone could hear her scream.
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Ebo stretched in the small space, and accedently hit the lid. Slowly it swung open. Ebo sat up and looked around. Then she jumped out and sat down in the middle of the campsite.
That morning Teela woke up and began screaming, "GHOST!" waking everybody else up.
They were, of course, very startled to see Ebo.
"What?" she said to their starled looks, "You guys didn't to a very good job of burring the coffin. It's supposed to be 6 feet, not 6 inches. Besides, the story wasn't going anywhere. I can die for real though if you really want me to," she said, grabbing the Hippie's shotgun.
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Four out of five dentists reccomend calling Ebo a girl.
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Ebo stretched in the small space, and accedently hit the lid. Slowly it swung open. Ebo sat up and looked around. Then she jumped out and sat down in the middle of the campsite.
That morning Teela woke up and began screaming, "GHOST!" waking everybody else up.
They were, of course, very startled to see Ebo.
"What?" she said to their starled looks, "You guys didn't to a very good job of burring the coffin. It's supposed to be 6 feet, not 6 inches. Besides, the story wasn't going anywhere. I can die for real though if you really want me to," she said, grabbing the Hippie's shotgun.
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Four out of five dentists reccomend calling Ebo a girl.
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The Hippie grunted in surprise and reached for his shotgun. He moved fast, but Ebo was faster. She jumped back and raised the shotgun to her head.
"I mean it! I'll do it!" Ebo cried.
The Hippie lunged towards Ebo and they struggled with the shotgun. They crashed to the floor and the shotgun went off with a piercing boom.
"Oh my god, NO!" cried Ebo. The Hippie lay dead on the floor.
"Oh my god no!" cried Teela.
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[jumping in here, if that's ok. First time something-like-this poster, so sorry for the problems/mistakes within]
"Oh my god no!" cried the Hippie.
Ebo and Teela, and, well, everyone else, wheeled around to see the Hippie standing behind them. Off everyone's blank stares, the Hippie continued.
"What? That's pretty unsettling. Why is there a robot-me and why is he dead? Oh, and look- Ebo's back. I wake up early to take a walk this morning, and look what happens."
*cricket chirp*
While everyone was being nonresponsive, the Hippie went over to the Hippie, err... the RobotHippie, and checked his pockets. "Well, look at this. A card." He said, handing it to Ebo, who by this time was back to her normal self.
"Ooh- a card. I love cards. Oh, look, it has a picture of a waterfall on the front and inside- 'Thinking of you.' Cute. signed, Kat the Destroyer." She turned to the Hippie, "Who's Kat the Destroyer? And why are we introducing new characters at this point?"
The Hippie glanced over at the rest of the group and said, "Who's saying we are?"
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The group huttled together in fear.
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OOC: Yay! Somebody new! This is good, judjing by your humor, I'd say you'll fit right in.
EDIT!: Oh, wow, that hasn't happened in a while. Me and Tash must've read that at the same time. So then we posted at the same time, except Tash was lazy and typed a short one and finshed before me.
Anyhoo, lets just say that all my stuff happened, then this Kat person showed up. ok?
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IC (or something like that):
As the group huddled around the card trying to read it and figure out who this Kat person (or thing) was, there was a sudden explosion.
Teela, Tash, and TJ were thrown off away from all of the people with bodies, who landed in a big pile.
The pile of people with bodies lay still for a while, collective tying to catch its breath when the Hippi said slowly, "You, know, while were down here, we might as well have an orgy."
The pile of bodies quicky sepperated.
"Ok," one of the heads in the jar of three said, "Roll call! Curly?"
"Here," answered the bald head.
"Larry?"
"Here," answered, the other head.
"Moe...here, obviosly. because I'm moe. Girl Hippi #1?"
"Here."
"Girl Hippi number 2?"
"Here."
"Bigger guy?"
"Present."
"Ok, good people," Moe said, "Any withstanding injuries?"
There were no takers.
Ebo cocked her head in wonder at the organization of the other gruop.
Girl Hippie #2 noticed Ebo's look and explained, "This sort of thing happens to us all the time. We've sort of formulated a routien for when ever stuff goes wrong."
Ebo raised an eyebrow, "This sort of thing happens to us a lot too."
"Whats your routine?"
"Speak up if your not here!" Ebo shouted then listened for a responce, she didn;t get one. Satisifed she said, "Good. You guys know the drill, If your bleeding, try not to move around too much. I'm not cleaning up the mess."
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Four out of five dentists reccomend calling Ebo a girl.
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