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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 12, 2004 9:14:48 GMT -5
As the party raged, Katie sat quietly in the corner, as she wasn't too fond of parties, and read her section of LOTR for the day.
Suddenly she noticed the absence of the evil easter bunny. "GUYS!" she shouted, "THE EASTER BUNNY'S VANISHED!"
"Yaaaaay!" said Frankie, waving a pink sparkly flag that had come from nowhere.
"No, seriously," said Katie, "Shouldn't we go and find him?"
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Post by Morty on Dec 12, 2004 10:31:16 GMT -5
Mort finally reappeared from th kitchen, lured out by all the noise. He had shreds of wrapping paper stuck in his hair and looked kinda dazed.
"What's going on?" He asked. Helen hit him aorund the back of the head. He squealed loudly and ran to Frankie for protection.
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Post by Paranoid Android on Dec 12, 2004 15:56:46 GMT -5
"MORTY!!! LOOK AT MY PWETTY PINK SPARKLY FLAG!!!" squealed Frankie, completely ignoring the situation at hand.
"Wooooow," said Mort, gazing in wonder at the sheer sparkliness of the flag.
"Well," said Katie, "if you actually care, the Easter Bunny's turned evil, and we think he may be intending to kill Santa Claus."
"B-but, how can the Easter Bunny be evil?" asked Mort. "He brings chocolate-y goodness once a year to children aaaalll over the land!"
This last statement seemed entirely feasible, which was strange coming from someone who had purple and yellow wrapping paper in his hair, and this caused murmurs of agreement among the group, and a couple of squeals from Frankie.
"ANYONE WHO BRINGS CHOCOLATE CAN'T BE EVIL!!!" squealed Frankie, as "predicted".
"But he didn't actually bring chocolate this time, he brought highly person-specific weapons of mass destruction," replied Jackie, while Kathryn and Katie pondered over how you can get specific weapons of mass destruction.
Frankie and Mort pondered this for a while, then decided that it would be more fun to run around again and ignore any impending doom that might befall the jolly and rotund St Nick. Unfortunately, it is a well-known fact that running around is most fun when you have random bits of wrapping paper in your hair, so Frankie spent a good 5 minutes chasing Mort round trying to get some of his wrapping paper to put in her own hair. Mort, of course, was not willing to share his beloved wrapping paper, and so was running away as fast as he could. Eventually, Frankie managed to catch up with him by yelling "LOOK OVER THERE!", causing him to stop and look, at which point she ambushed him and grabbed the aforementioned wrapping paper.
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Post by reasonably_crazy on Dec 13, 2004 0:11:41 GMT -5
((Yay for specific weapons of mass destruction!))
While Katie and Kathryn were busy pondering the Specific weapons of mass destruction and while Mort was busy evading Frankie, Jackie began to notice a disturbing change in Frankie.
After successfully getting more shreds of wrapping paper, (pink ones) Frankie began dancing around with them. "Pink and shiny, pink and shiny," She sang. Perhaps this wasn't too far outside the realm of normal. But then a horrible, horrible change began to emerge. She spotted her Johnny Depp poster.
"Lyk, omg. It's HIM!!!!!" She sighed. "It's, like, Jack!" She began giggling incessantly.
"Um, Katie..." Helen said tremulously, also noticing. "KAthryn..."
"Isn't it, like, SO ovious that we were, like, ment to be?" Frankie gushed. "I mean, we're, like, kindred souls, or something!" She started giggling again.
Katie's eyes widened in alarm. "Specific weapons of mass destruction, indeed!" she gasped. "That pink egg WAS meant for Frankie! It's turned her into a rabid mary-sue!"
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Post by reasonably_crazy on Dec 13, 2004 0:12:19 GMT -5
((Dun dun DUN!))
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 13, 2004 3:28:24 GMT -5
"Frankie! NOOOO!!!" wailed Katie in despair, flinging her arms around Frankie, "WHY??? WHY?????"
"Um," said Kathryn, trying to be reassuring, "Maybe it's not that bad..."
"Leggy-kun is, lyk, so buff!" commented Frankie, staring vacantly into the air with a happy look in her eyes.
"NOOOOOOOO!!!!" cried Katie, "Frankie, what's WRONG with you?"
"Maybe we can sort of bring her back to sanity?" said Mort. Everyone looked at him. "Well, back to her usual level of insanity."
"But how?" said Jackie.
Katie looked thoughtful. "There's only one who could get her out of this, though it would be dangerous exposing him to her... the REAL Jack Sparrow."
(Dun dun DUN!)
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Post by reasonably_crazy on Dec 14, 2004 0:24:43 GMT -5
"Dangerous?" Jackie repeated. "Katie, that has to be the largest understatement of the century! Either Jack'll get mobbed to death by a rabid Frankie or Frankie will have a heart attack."
Katie grimaced. "I know. But do you want Frankie to stay like this?"
"Maybe it'll get better?" Jackie asked without much hope. "That would be a bit of a drastic measure..."
"The longer we wait, the worse it gets!" Katie said emphatically. She gestured to the Easter Bunny's first victim, who was deeply involved in snogging her poster.
Everyone else in the room winced.
"Time for drastic measures?" Helen asked.
Mort nodded. "Oh yeah."
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 14, 2004 5:07:20 GMT -5
The random group of individuals began to prepare to leave. Katie grabbed onto ALL of her swords from her room, distributing them to various people, keeping Arwen's and her bow and arrows herself, of course. It took a bit of time to make Frankie get up from where she was sitting on the floor, gazing adoringly at her poster, but in the end they fashioned a little peg to hold it in front of her at eye-level, so she followed it and they simply pointed her in the right direction.
"Where would the easter bunny be going next?" asked Mort, who had been given the katana that Katie was hoping to get for Christmas, and was extremely happy about it.
"Somewhere he can ruin Christmas," said Helen.
"Ruining Christmas... different holidays... this rings a bell..." said Jackie thoughtfully.
Everyone looked pensive, for dramatic effect.
"Jack!" shouted Frankie gleefully, ruining the moment slightly, "That's the same name as Jack Skellington! He's cool too! Jacks are nice..."
Katie clicked her fingers - or rather tried to, but, as always, failed miserably - "That's it! Remember 'The Nightmare before Christmas'? The trees with all the different holidays!"
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Post by Paranoid Android on Dec 14, 2004 17:06:59 GMT -5
"I, like, totally, like, love that, like, film. Like," said Frankie, and then, retaining some of her natural randomness, started leaping around going, "There's people throwing snowballs instead of throwing heads..."
The others were worrying about her, and it was only under the lure of The Meerkat We Do Not Speak Of Bloom that they managed to get the unfortunate fangirl to come with them.
"Come on, Frankie," said Katie coaxingly, "we're going to find The Meerkat We Do Not Speak Of Bloom, and if you behave, we'll get him to give you a kiss."
"OMG, that would be, like, sooo amazingly, like, AWESOME!" squealed Frankie as she'd never squealed before and as the others hoped she'd never squeal again.
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 15, 2004 2:26:05 GMT -5
And so they set forth on their noble quest. Frankie was pursuing the poster fastened in front of her eyes eagerly, and Mort and Helen had taken charge of steering her in the right direction.
"How are we going to find the trees with the pictures on, then?" asked Katie, "And Jack Sparrow, for that matter?"
"Hmmmmm," said everyone thoughtfully.
"I know!" said Kathryn suddenly, "If we invent 'Pirates of the Caribbean' day, THAT door will appear, and we can go through it!"
"That was... strangely inspired, Kathryn," said Jackie, "So let's have a POTC day!"
Quickly they ran to the shops and bought pirate banners, rum and bandannas, and then ran through the streets shouting "HAPPY PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN DAY!!!! CELEBRATE AND BE A PIRATE!!!!!"
"Pirates are, like, so nifty!" agreed Frankie fervently, "Especially Jack! I'm going to marry him, y'know!"
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Post by ImaBrandybuck on Dec 15, 2004 10:59:02 GMT -5
"ARRRRR!!!! AHOY!!!" Kathryn shouted at some random frightened townsfolk. "HAPPY PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN DAY!" The towns people screamed in fear of the insane girl, and fled for their lives. "Noooo!" Kathryn shouted. "I'm just a harmless girl! My sword is PLASTIC!"
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Post by Hobbit-eyes on Dec 15, 2004 16:41:59 GMT -5
"OK, that's enough now," said Katie, patting Kathryn on the arm, "Shall we go and check the trees?"
By some remarkable miracle of swift plot development, they quickly found the trees. And, now on one of them, was a pirate ship.
"Good, it's here," said Katie, "Now, we need to be careful. We can't just charge in headlong-"
"YAAAAY!" cheered Frankie, "CHARGING HEADLONG IS FUUUN!!!" She launched herself straight through the door, plummeting into the darkness inside with an excited squeal. Jackie and Kathryn quickly jumped after her, followed by Mort and Helen.
"Never mind THAT," said Katie, jumping after them.
She landed with a *THUMP* next to the others, on a sunny Caribbean beach.
"That was fun!" cheered Mort, "Can we do it again?"
"Hey," said Helen suddenly, "Where's Frankie?"
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Post by Paranoid Android on Dec 16, 2004 8:25:29 GMT -5
A couple of hundred metres down the beach, Frankie was frolicking along the sand, pointing at the poster attached to her head, and asking random bypassers if they'd seen this man. Of course, it was a poster of Johnny Depp as opposed to Jack Sparrow, and so she didn't get very far.
Back a couple of hundred metres down the beach the opposite direction, the others were getting up and dusting the sand off themselves while trying to figure out where Frankie would be. The obvious answer, of course, was wherever Jack Sparrow would be, but, as they didn't know where Jack Sparrow would be, this posed a slight problem. They then realised that Frankie wouldn't have known where he was either, and decided they'd have to split up if they were going to find her.
"Okay, so Helen and Mort will go that way," said Katie, pointing in one direction, "and Jackie, Kathryn and I will go the other way."
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Post by Beloved Fool on Dec 16, 2004 14:11:25 GMT -5
Mort and Helen set off in the direction that Katie pointed, both almost frantic with excitement that they might come across the god-like Captain Jack. Mort was giggling under his breath and Helen noticed that at some point whle she had been looking up and down th beach looking for the pirate, her twin had snatched her eyeliner from the pocket of her coat and used i to create heavy kohl lines under his eyes. She rolled her eyes and set to wondering how the others were getting on.
Her inner fangirl suddenly squee'd and she realised that she had to get to Jack before they did. Not even bothering to warn Mort, she set off at a run on the beach, kicking sand up behind her and calling for the errant pirate captain.
Meanwhile, Mort had barely noticed. He had sat down in the sand where he had been previously standing and tried to make a sand Wob-Wob while cackling maniacally to himself. It seemed he was slightly unhinged by the loss of his beloved wrapping paper.
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Post by Paranoid Android on Dec 16, 2004 14:41:59 GMT -5
Unbeknownst to Mort, Frankie was also currently making sand wob-wobs, as her search for Jack remained fruitless. And vegetable-less. And salad-less. Already in a bad mood at the lack of Jack (hehe, rhyming there), she was sent into furious sulks at the monotone of the sand.
"WHY ISN'T THERE ANY PINK SAND?! Or at least some blue sand..."
"I dunno, love, but I tell you, after a few bottles of rum, the sand can be any colour you want it to be..."
Frankie looked up from her place in the sand to see who the newcomer could be, but was blinded by the sun shining from behind him, however, the godly glow created by the sunlight and the talk of rum led her to one squealing, fangirlish, leaping for joy-ish, giggling conclusion...
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