Alright, now i hope to get far more reviews from this one than the ocolith (which i dropped about 5 minutes ago). for the summary, well, it's baisically me, in my true form, and what's really going on. based on my favorite fan addictions: inuyasha (just for the sake of me getting to see THE lord), other various anime, oddworld, halo, metroid, and a tad bit of my own creation. this is what happens when the addicted fan crushes all her favorite things together, and throws her self in it, to turn out this huge world but of pure nonsense, that happens to be the makings of a pretty good fic. now, before i start, i would like to note that i asked havoc where to put this thing, since the story doesn't take place on oddworld, even though the main character is of oddworldian origin, and the fact that she has brought a couple 'pets' with her. if you think it should be moved, move it.anime haters should be warned, so: anime haters be warned! contains mostly anime! there i did it, can't say i didn't warn you. the style was inspired by that fic that abeguy made : http://oddworldforums.net/showthread.php?t=13506 the chapter form was a little too restricting on the plot line. here goes:
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*Sigh* 'It's good to be back on the ship after such a long time on that wretched planet. The council must be pissed as hell since they found out that humans were going to destroy themselves soon. 5-4-3-2-...1.' the planet she left just fifteen minutes ago was starting to turn all different colors untill it finally swelled black, and exploded. Something snapped in her head and and went to contact her father. "dad, you there? you're gonna miss the show! dad?" nothing but snores *sigh* here goes.."DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!" "zzzzzzz...huh? what?" "you're missing it! get your but to the window!" "fine, fine, just don't wake me up like that again okay? i'm deaf already from that human screaming in my ears all the time."
'The show was fantastic, looking like the heavans themselves were pouring out into the cosmos. Wait a minute, what the gorgonout am i saying?! ugh, too much human culture. I better get out of this body, or i'll start mutilating myself over how i look again. damn hormones...' Stepping into the chamber was a chubby figure, with maneating hair that could never be tamed, and a face that could be ignored less, ugly enough to never get noticed but nice enough to be friends with. Stepping out, was something completely opposite. hard to explain, so it looked something like this: http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b1...Anime/Girl.jpg except that her eyes are gold, and her hair is a sort of silver red. She was wearing what looked like an entry plug suit (evangelion. more like samus w/o her armor).
"computer, verify transport signal PH34R and signal 4LPHA." [signal verified, commence transport?] "affirmative" [target code 4LPHA locked, transporting...]
A loud humming noise could be heard from the back of the ship, then a familiar caw ecoed down the hallway. In a matter of seconds, a scrab was skittering down the corridor and headbutting Syren to the ground, surrounding her with joyfull shrieks. "Sandaphalon! yes i'm happy to see you too, but we have to get you something to eat before..." [transporting..] "oh, crap." Sandapalon perked his head up and took a defensive stance in front of the door. Soon a slog came stampeding down the hallway, and came skidding to a halt in front of the scrab, who was obviously very protective of his mistress, and very hungry too. "computer! run defensive program A1slogmeat!" [affirmative...]
A steel door slammed down between the slog and the scrab, and the intoxicating scent of cooking fleech wafted into the room. a feeding dish suddenly appeared into existence, clattering in the corner of the room. faster than a decapitated skrikit when the lights turn on, Sandaphalon was all over it, as the door silently slid open and a very cautious slog snuck by the feeding scrab. Syren managed to sneak a piece of fleech before her hand was devouered and coaxed the slog to come to her. "atta' boy smeggy!" 'at least they taught him to be more polite while i was gone.' *sigh* [incoming message, initiate?] "afirmative" {Greetings Syren, i trust you have gotten out unscathed?} "Yes general, just a mild case of culture shock sir." {and the chip?} "it's on it's way" {good. you may return home, there are no current missions.} "thank you general. computer, set auto pilot course for planet code 6497861938648932865." [setting course for planet Omicron Persei 43] "hyperdrive speed 92" [affirmative]
Reaching into her storage cube(which was about the size of a rubix cube), she pulled out several disks and put them into a controll panel, then putting what looked like a usb cord into the back of her neck. "thank odd those humans managed to convert programs to disks before they were destroyed. now i can play halo, metroid, and inuyasha all at the same time in about the time it takes to get home!" She suddenly blanked out, and then snapped back to reality, pulling the cable from her neck. "i guess we have more time than i thought. No, wait, there it is."
An almost too blue to comprehend planet was coming into view, as both animals could be heard snoring somewhere in the back room. "finally, home. i hope those humans haven't warped me too much."
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this was more of an intro chapter than anything else, i'm sure the plot line will pick up soon. yay! this has to be my longest chapter thingy ever, when now that i think about it, is kinda sad. whatever. honest opinions WITH creative criticism is apreciated. scratch that, all comments accepted. please comment!
edit: just so u know, Syren's a scrab demon, that's why sandaphalon didn't eat her. plot advancments to come! i just need one comment untill i can post another chapter, so that i don't double post. man did the forums die.
edit2: damn. this place IS dead. either that or my writing skills need polishing. yep. not only that but i tend to be the conversation killer, considering i haven't been in a social state in months. WoW. this sucks. i'm thinking of postng another chapter thingy, but my multiple posting count went WAY up when i tried to revive the ocolith, so just one honest opinion is apreciated here. hello? *ecoes* damn. i gotta stop having ideas. better get me a pepsi before i'm compelled to write any further.
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