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I was wondering how the Elites were breathing on the Grunty planet!
Maybe they missed their "breakfast" because they were asleep?

  • 05.01.2007 10:12 PM PDT
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*raspy voice*More I need more!!!

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*raspy voice*More I need more!!!!

  • 05.04.2007 3:24 PM PDT
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Great! And that explains that phrase! But Hmm... why didn't the main character and Pel not see the elites wearing red with the food?

Also, I'm guessing that the grunt is in that strange place again with the green glowing clouds and the face.

Thanks, but I can't answer any questions yet... You'll have to read it : )



at the end of chapter seven, i have to say. Dun dun dun duuuunnnn..

Nice work. 9.5/10 *its great, but some books are better. just not on this forum, i mean real published books* *who needs capitalization for replying to stories* and the suspense of the main characters name! this is the first thread im going to save. and now i really should be writing my essay.. oh well

So, you read my story instread of doing homework? LOL, that's funny because I wrote the story instead of doing homework!



I was wondering how the Elites were breathing on the Grunty planet!
Maybe they missed their "breakfast" because they were asleep?

The elites had their own oxygen supply.

After all of the grunts were wearing masks, the elite walked towards the back (at least what I assumed was the back) of the phantom. He pulled a panel off of the wall, revealing a darker room behind it. The elite walked into the room, and closed the panel again. After a few minutes, he returned. I noticed that something about the elite looked different. There was device on his face before that had lead into his mouth, but it had vanished.

"Can everybody still breathe?" the Elite asked. He peered around the room as he waited for his response. "WELL!?" the elite shouted after a few seconds of silence. The grunts cringed as the elite spoke, then they all started murmuring and discussing their air supply among each other.

That "breakfast" idea seems quite likely, but, you'll have to wait and see!



*raspy voice*More I need more!!!
I'm going to start chapter 8 right now, but I might have time to finish it until tomorrow.

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* elevator music *

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Posted by: Sludgee
* elevator music *


LOL

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Here it is, chapter 8, and at the exact 10 000 character limit!

****Chapter 8: Not Again!****

I ran forward as fast as I could through the purple hallway, desperately trying to catch up with my squad. I thought that they were probably around the next corner, just a few steps away. I reached the corner, but this corner wasn't a corner. It was a dead end! I looked around frantically, searching for anywhere the group could have gone. I couldn't find any other way out of the dead end. I turned around and ran back the other way, faster than as fast as I could.

I gasped when I saw it. The other corner, the one I had just went through, was now nothing more than a dead end! I slowly turned around in circles, seeking for any possible way out of this hallway. There was a dead end in either direction. I ran back and forth through the hallway, finding nothing more than a dead end at each end.

After running back and forth through the hallway about fifty times, I slowed to a stop and sat near the centre of the hallway. I was breathing heavily, and I slowly crawled over to the wall and leaned against it. I looked left, then right, slowly, staring at the dead ends. I was worrying more now than I ever had before. I was trapped in this hallway, with what seemed like now way out. All I could do was sit there and starve to death. Or maybe I'd die of dehydration first. Actually, I'd probably run out of air first. I didn't know how much air those tanks could hold.

I thought about just taking off the mask, but I just kept sitting there, leaned up against the shiny purple wall. Eventually, I caught my breath, but I still had no way out of here. But how did that group get out? Maybe the end of the hallway just closed themselves after they went through! I hastily launched back up to my feet, and ran toward the direction that the rest group had gone. I examined the walls of the corner closely, looking for any microscopic cracks or seams that might open. I checked all three sides of the corner, but I was unable to find any.

I walked over to the support beam, and I sat down beside it. I thought about taking off the mask again. I slowly reached up to it, and moved my hand over it, looking for some kind of a latch. I found one! I felt it with my fingers for a couple of seconds, so that I knew which way to unlock it. I froze there, trying to decide if just ending it all right then was a good idea. I couldn't decide, but I could always put the mask back on. I hesitated, then pulled the latch open, but the mask didn't come off. I checked the other side, and found an identical latch on the other side. I carefully unlocked it, and the mask fell off of my face.

I panicked. I didn't want to die now, not now, not like this. I scrambled to pick the mask back up. I lifted it up and moved it toward my face, but before the mask was all the way up, I stopped. I put the mask back down, slowly, and I grabbed onto the tube that was connecting it to my tank. I pulled on it, trying to disconnect it from my air tank. I pulled harder, gripping it tightly, so tightly that my knuckles began to hurt. The tube came off, so suddenly that I fell over forwards, slamming my face into the floor. I groaned and winced, then rolled over onto my back, and stood up. I pressed my left hand onto my forehead. I had a headache again.

I slowly stood back up, placing my right hand on the wall for balance. The pain in my head was fierce, but I could still breathe. The air in this hallway was the same as the air in my tank. But the elite had been in the hallway before and he could still breathe. Maybe the masks were just another way for the elites to control us. They probably didn't even do anything.

While going over that thought, I slowly walked down the hallway, hunched over with my left hand on my forehead, and partially covering my eyes. About half way through the hallway, I gradually came to a halt, and leaned against the wall. Then I slowly slid down, until I was sitting. I glanced toward the other end of the hallway, then looked forward again, to wards the wall. I quickly whizzed my gaze back to the other end of the hallway. I thought I had seen a bright green ball of light in that direction. I stood back up, staring at the spot where I had seen the light. I slowly walked forward, staring at that spot. The degree of pain in my head suddenly skyrocketed. I winced, but I tried to ignore it. I continued to walk forward, all the while staring at that spot.

Suddenly, a piece of the wall exploded, sending part of the panel flying into the opposite wall. I jumped back, and stared at the hole in the wall. The wall behind it was dark gray, and there was a rectangular opening at the bottom, just big enough for a grunt to get through. I cautiously got down on my hands and knees and crawled toward the opening. There was a light breeze flowing through it. I flattened myself onto the floor, and put my arms forward. I used my feet to push myself forward, into the opening. The inside was dimly lit, but shiny. There was a bright green glow at the other end of it.

I inched my way through the passageway, using my feet and hands to push and pull my way through. After what seemed like hours, I reached the other side. There was another opening to my left. All I could see was green on the other side. I tried to turn around, but it was too tight. I rolled over onto my side, and put my hands forward, through the opening. I tried to grab onto something, and I managed to hold the outside of the passageway. The surface was sticky. I pulled myself forward, with my legs pulled up. I moved forward, but my legs became stuck. I rolled over to my other side, and bent my knees, then pulled myself out of the passageway.

My headache was gone. All I could see was green, except for a small slice of the marshy dirt ground below me. I turned around, looking for the narrow passage that I had just crawled through. It was gone. I turned back around, and I walked forward, looking downwards to make sure that I didn't run out of ground. Eventually, I found a message carved into the ground. I bent down to get a better look, but the carving disappeared. I looked back up, and the green fog faded away. I saw trees off in the distance. I looked up, and saw the same green, glowing clouds from that hallucination from before. They were bright enough that the whole area seemed to be lit by a sun, even though the sun was still gone.

I turned around to see more of this vast world, and I saw that there was a cliff in the distance. On top of the cliff was some kind of purple and blue vehicle. It looked a lot like the phantoms, but it was bigger. It's probably where I had just come from. Suddenly, a mammoth piece of metallic debris flew into the ship, and smashed it, and the ground, to pieces. I jumped as the vibration flew by me.

I backed away slowly, but then I saw that the ground was collapsing from where the debris hit it. I started to run away from it, glancing backwards at the crumbling ground. It was gaining on me. I tried to run faster, but I couldn't. The ground collapsed under me. I fell down. There was nothing but emptiness below me, blackness. I fell into it, and landed back on the ground. I looked around, confused. The gigantic hole in the ground was right in front of me, but it wasn't collapsing anymore.

I slowly backed away from it, then turned around. Melip was standing there, and I jumped when I saw him.

"Melip!" I said, relieved that it was just him, and not some dreadful monster. "What are you doing here?"

Melip just stood there, staring at me. He was still wearing his mask. "What you doing here? Why you no have mask?"

"Melip?" I said, "why are you talking like that?"

"Me no know, me only find you." he said, stupidly. "They want find you. They want put thing in you head. Not so bad."

I put my right hand on Melip's shoulder. "Snap out of it Melip!"

Melip suddenly ran in the other direction. I ran after him, but I couldn't catch up. He was running incredibly fast, about twenty times faster than I was. I saw him turn and run into a patch of trees, and vanish from sight. I kept running, hoping that Melip had stopped in the forest. I eventually reached it, and looked for Melip. I saw him standing there, completely motionless, with his back to me. I walked into the forest, carefully stepping over tree roots.

"Melip!" I called out. Melip just stood there, staring deeper into the woods. I slowly walked closer to him. "Melip," I called, weakly. "Melip!"

"Melip," Melip said, monotonously. "Me Melip!"

I paused when I was about an arms length from Melip. He was still standing there, motionless, staring forward. "Um, yeah, uh, you Melip," I said. I started walking forward again, toward Melip. I walked passed him, and turned around to face him. Melip's face was expressionless, and blank.

"Look," Melip said.

I turned around, and I saw a room from that place I was in before. It was fairly large, with purple walls and a blue-gray floor. There was a large door on one end, and the opening to a hallway on the other. There were tables scattered around one side of the room. I could see shadowy figures in it.

"Closer," Melip said.

I walked toward the room, and I stepped into it. The air all around me changed. I turned around, and I saw a solid wall where I had come into the room just moments before. I turned back around, to face the shadowy figures. The figures slowly transformed into grunts. There was a single grunt laying motionless on the ground. The rest of the grunts were all huddled around the motionless one.

I saw that one of the grunts in the group was Pel. Another one was Melip. I recognized most of the other ones, too. I slowly walked toward the group. Nobody in it seemed to notice me. I peered over their heads, and looked at the motionless grunt that was laying on the floor. I recognized that grunt immediately. The motionless grunt was me.

  • 05.05.2007 7:24 AM PDT

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  • 05.05.2007 8:25 AM PDT

Every time you sneeze into an open Febreze portal the boner-tree drive shaft will spin into ketchup. But it doesn't stop at the number two pizza bell, not even close. It continues into the seventy eight minute long pile of green, sobbing cheese trains with no more butter, but more like the steak owed the tin cans some lovin'.

Excellent chapter! This is really getting strange now...

  • 05.05.2007 10:31 AM PDT

Estne volumen in toga an solum tibi libet me videre?

Nothing suits me like a suit.

Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.

eerie. eeeeeeeeeeeeeerrrriiieeeeeee

  • 05.05.2007 11:07 AM PDT
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*raspy voice*Still need more,must have more!!!!!!!!

  • 05.06.2007 4:41 AM PDT
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Thanks everyone! I've just started on chapter 9 and i'll post it when it's finished!

  • 05.07.2007 1:30 PM PDT

Every time you sneeze into an open Febreze portal the boner-tree drive shaft will spin into ketchup. But it doesn't stop at the number two pizza bell, not even close. It continues into the seventy eight minute long pile of green, sobbing cheese trains with no more butter, but more like the steak owed the tin cans some lovin'.

Great, can't wait!

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****Chapter 9: A Small, Boring Room****

I opened my eyes. The world was blurry. All I could see were the faint outlines of faces in front of me. I could hear talking, but I couldn't make out the words. The voices were distant and out of focus. My limbs were tired. I moved my arms, but I couldn't tell if they were actually moving or not. I couldn't tell if I was standing, sitting or laying down.

I blinked slowly. The figures that I could see in front of me were slowly becoming clearer. I could start to hear what they were saying, although their voices still echoed.

"Is he okay?"

"What happened?"

"Snap out of it!"

"I think he's trying to move!"

I blinked again. I slowly opened my eyes, and reality was in focus again. I saw a shiny purple ceiling behind a crowd of grunts' heads. One of them belonged to Pel. Another one was Melip. I tried to sit up, but it hurt to move. My entire body was aching.

"Just lay still," a voice said. It was the voice of a grunt, but I didn't recognize who it was.

"What, " I started to say. My voice was weak and it hurt to talk. I closed my mouth and waited for a few seconds. "What happened?"

"We're not sure," Pel answered. "You were walking behind everybody else when we walked around the corner."

"We heard a clanging noise from behind us and we turned around," Melip interrupted, "We saw you laying there with a hole in your mask."

"We checked to see if you were all right," another grunt said, "but you were babbling something about Melip. You were telling him not to talk like that."

"That imbecile elite wanted us to leave you there," Pel said angrily, "but we dragged you behind us anyway."

"Where are we now?" I asked.

"These are our quarters," Melip responded. "The same air we need to breathe is put into this room, too."

I was starting to feel stronger now. I slowly sat up. I saw tables and chairs directly ahead of me. I looked around the room, and I saw a door at one end, and a hallway at the other. It was the same room that I had seen before, the one that the stupid version of Melip had led me to. I stood up, wincing from the pain in my legs.

"GRUNTS!" the voice of an elite yelled from somewhere down the hallway. "GET BACK IN HERE!"

Everybody started running toward the voice. I tried to follow them, but I stumbled and started to fall down. Pel caught me.

"You are not going to make it back down that hallway," he said.

I stood back up, and walked over to one of the tables. I sat on one of the chairs. Pel followed me and sat down on another chair at that table.

"What happened?" Pel asked in a whisper. "I mean, what really happened? Did you see that place again?"

I paused for a moment, and thought back. Pel was staring at me, intently, waiting for an answer. "I don't think I saw that place, I think I was in it."

"In it?" Pel asked. "What, you mean it's another dimension or some kind of realm or something?"

"Maybe," I answered. I just realized how utterly absurd that sounded, but I still thought that it might be true. "While I was there, I walked through that wall and saw myself laying there." I pointed at the wall opposite of the tables and chairs. "Melip was there, but he was an idiot. He actually lead me here." I leaned closer into the table. So did Pel. I continued the conversation, now in a low murmur. "He was mentioning something about having something put into his head."

Pel leaned back out again. "You were probably just seeing things. It makes sense. You said that Melip lead you to that room. Melip is one of the ones that dragged you to it for real. We've been trying to figure out what that phrase, ‘don't let them put that in your head, you didn't the first time,' means for hours."

"But," I interrupted, "that phrase came from that place. It's as though the purpose of it is to warn me."

"Yeah, but-" Pel started to say, but I interrupted him again.

"The same thing showed up on the ceiling, too. Remember, in the phantom?"

Pel just sat there, silently. He seemed to believe me now. There was no other way. If that place wasn't real, it must be connected to something, or someone else. How else would the same phrase that somebody told me in there be carved suddenly into the ceiling?

"WAIT A MINUTE!" a deep booming voice emerged from the hallway. "TWO OF THE GRUNTS ARE STILL OUT THERE! COME HERE!"

The thoughts of that phrase vanished from my mind. I jumped out of the chair, and groaned from the pain in my legs. I ran as fast as I could while limping through the hallway in the direction of the elite's voice. I was passing by a lot of doors. There were just less than two dozen of them in the hallway. Pel was following me, but soon he ran right ahead of me, and he turned around a corner. I turned the corner, and luckily he was still there, unlike the last time. All of the other grunts were there, too. I stopped running and started to walk. The grunts turned around to look at me as I walked in. There were hundreds of them in the room, and a dozen elites. I paused while I looked around. There were a lot of various equipment and furniture in the room. Tables, chairs, containers with see through doors full of food, and a lot of other things that looked so bizarre that I had no clue what they were for. I followed Pel over to a spot near one of the elites. It was the same one that we followed around earlier.

"As I was SAYING," the elite said, "before I had to start over because of these two," he stared at me and Pel, "this area is one of the grunt's quarters. Twenty grunt squads will be housed here. Everyone you see here, all seven of you, are in the same squad. You'll go into combat TOGETHER, and I expect none of you to run away crying, although it seems that it's all your pathetic excuse for a race can do!"

The other elites, apparently done with their speech, walked out of the grunt quarters. I noticed that they had a tube leading into their mouths. The other end was connected to that metal they were wearing. The other grunts gradually dispersed and headed in different directions. Some of them went back down the hallway, and others went to various places in the room.

"But first, your training. It starts tomorrow. Your room is number three." The elite stood up and left the room. That was it, the entire thing took that long. Melip was here. He could have just told me what the elite had said. So could anyone else.

"Not much on words, are they?" Pel said, jokingly. He laughed.

Melip walked over to us. "Well that whole thing was pointless," he complained. "I thought he would at least tell us what all of this stuff is."

"I want to see what our room looks like," I said. I pointed down the hallway.

"Yeah, me too," Pel agreed. He started walking toward the hallway. I followed him. Melip stayed there.

"I want to see what this stuff is," Melip called out.

"Okay," I yelled back. I entered the hallway, and Melip disappeared from sight.

I turned back around and I saw Pel examining one of the doors. "This is it!" he yelled. I ran over to him. The pain in my legs was almost gone now. The door opened as Pel got close to it. I peered into the room. It was a small room, with seven mattresses on one side. The other side was empty.

"Not much, is it," Pel said, sounding disappointed. "Oh, well."

I walked into the small, boring room with Pel following me. I walked by the matrasses, placing my hand on each one as I walked by. They didn't feel very soft. I sat down on one of them.

"I'll head back to the other room," Pel said, quietly. He walked back out of the small room into the hallway.

"I'll stay here," I said. I lay down on the mattress, thinking about what had happened. Pel walked away, and I could hear his footsteps echoing down the hall, along with the other grunts talking. It had been a long day. I woke up at home, in my own bed, in my own house, on my own world. Soon I'll wake up here. Somehow I hoped that I'd be back home when I woke up, and that none of this would had happened, but I knew that it wouldn't. The door closed, and the other grunt's voices became muffled, and almost inaudible. I fell asleep.

[Edited on 05.09.2007 7:30 PM PDT]

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Go to sleep, go to sleep, got to sleep little Grunty . . .

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Posted by: Sludgee
Go to sleep, go to sleep, got to sleep little Grunty . . .


lol

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*raspy voice*My precious I need more!!!!!!
Also you spelled race wrong...

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greatt story man! so how far you gonna go with this?

  • 05.08.2007 4:51 PM PDT

Estne volumen in toga an solum tibi libet me videre?

Nothing suits me like a suit.

Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.

Nice!

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Posted by: DurableBacon
greatt story man! so how far you gonna go with this?


To da ends of da earth. Or off the edge of a Ring.

  • 05.09.2007 6:56 PM PDT
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Also you spelled race wrong...
I was sure there was something wrong there! LOL! When I wrote that I stared at it for about 5 minutes thinking, this can't be right.

greatt story man! so how far you gonna go with this?
Thanks, and I'm not sure how far I'll go with it yet, but I have a lot of stuff planned for it. I'll put it this way: I'll go until it's finished.

Nice!
Thanks!

To da ends of da earth. Or off the edge of a Ring.
I won't go that far. There would be no internet connection there and I wouldn't be able to post it. : )




Anyway, I'll be starting on the next chapter later today.

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YeeeeehAAAAAAW!

  • 05.11.2007 7:54 PM PDT

Every time you sneeze into an open Febreze portal the boner-tree drive shaft will spin into ketchup. But it doesn't stop at the number two pizza bell, not even close. It continues into the seventy eight minute long pile of green, sobbing cheese trains with no more butter, but more like the steak owed the tin cans some lovin'.

Hows the next chapter coming along?

  • 05.16.2007 1:17 PM PDT
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Toast always lands butterside down.
Attach to back of cat always lands on feet......

Result:Antigravity!

hmmm I wonder what a tree looks like.And what a mattrese(spelling?) is made of.

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Wow man this story is pretty awesome. This is the first story
I have ever seen that explains the arrival of the grunts.

[Edited on 05.23.2007 5:22 PM PDT]

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