by Kyton » Thu Jan 16, 2003 7:03 pm
--beep beep beep BEEP BEEP BEEP... WAKE UP YOU LILLY ARSED TAR-* <click>--
Decoy cursed as he hit the "JF british-taunt mega alarm-computer (tm)" snooze button for the tenth time, getting several papercuts in the process. After a few moments bleary eyes focused on the clock/computer, and the message that had been scrolling across the screen for the last twenty minutes. Something about a big glowing rock and people disappearing. Just then he heard the JFmobile firing up, and he cursed yet again.
Decoy threw off the covers and jumped out of bed, a second later his door flew open. It banged against the hall wall as he came out hopping on one leg, trying to pull up his moulded plastic bodysuit. He bounced off a wall as he got one leg in, and was hopping on the other when he hit the top of the stairs. His cry of victory at getting his pants on turned into a yelp as he twisted, turned, and fell backwards down the stairs. There was a lot of thumping, crunches, ripping fabric, and for some reason the occasional squeak from a rubber ducky.
The JF-mobile was just driving away as he finally made it out of the building, and he cursed a third time. Sighing, he pulled up his cowl on the one piece ultra-shiny plastic movie-quality suit, straightening it so the big pink bulls-eyes were straight. (he really wanted to change their color. There was one on his chest, back, each shoulder, and his knees.)
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A short time later Decoy came upon the scene of the big glowing rock, riding his JF bicycle. One side had the JF logo on it, the other had his trademark pink bulls-eye. The rest of the streetbike was a matt black with racing-checkers along the frame here and there, and of course his white utility basket on the front. He was panting as he got off the bike and trotted over to see what was happening.
"Come-on guys! ... Can't I get... a real... motorcycle? I promise I won't crash this one! The last three weren't my fault!... ... oh... what's this?" He pointed to the stone, tapping it curiously.