FFR fiction!

[Grandiagod]

I have written a fanfiction, an FFR fanfic. Its about the adventures of Jewpin and all that cool stuff. Tasselfoot even makes a guest appearence. Just to apologise beforehand I mean no disrespect and I think I actually wrote it pretty well and made sure I was not breaking any forum rules. The reason it is about Jewpin is that I do not know any other members well enough to really draw ideas and form personalities. I will write a Chapter 2 if this doesn't get locked.


Chapter 1

A sliver of sunlight cut through the darkness like a knife. Over the course of several hours the beam traveled across the room illuminating its contents. A desk with a computer sitting under an ungainly pile of papers, clothing piled in defensive, somewhat color coordinated clumps in a futile attempt at organization and a bowl of algae that might have once contained a fish or another aquatic animal. At last the light crept upon a bed. Slowly it began to reveal the bed’s contents. A lifeless lump of covers and limbs were strewn across the mattress. Finally the suns rays revealed the owner of those limbs: a shock of sandy hair and a skinny pale face were ignited by the light.
Huhwhatsgoingon? Jewpinthethird thought, his mind not quite up to speed.
“I must have overslept again.” He muttered aloud, sitting up.
Jewpin squinted as he looked for the source that had jerked him into consciousness. Red drapes shown amber as the light peeked through a crack between them.
“Damn that alarm clock!”
In a blur Jewpin threw on some jeans and a polo shirt, grabbed an overstuffed messenger bag, crammed on his glasses sprinkled some fish food into the algae and jogged out of his dorm.
“I hope they haven’t started yet.” he said under his breath.
Scenery flew by him as he picked up speed. Other late students and campus police wandered the college grounds like lost puppies minus the cute. Slamming the door of the Physics building open Jewpin skidded through the hallways. It was a grand experiment, one he had helped design. Using a new theory on space-time mechanics, Jewpin had devised a way to warp the very dimensional fabric that held our universe in place and create a crude, wormhole. While this had no real practical usage, the University agreed to fund the project because it is just the sort of things universities like in their resumes. A sort of “Apply here! We make wormholes!!!” type of thing.
Jewpin screeched to a halt and burst through the door to lab and into a very impatient looking room of official looking spectators and very bored looking students. Muttering an apology Jewpin made his way up to the front of the lab, which was dominated by a very complex looking machine. Several large metal cabinets covered with blinking lights were distributed across the front of the room. Great, numerous, bundles of wires haphazardly made there way from each cabinet to a head tall, hollow, gyroscope-like metal statue.
“Nice of you to show up Mr. Jewpin.” an elderly sarcastic voice called. The voice originated from the infamous perfectionist and head professor of the Physics department Dr. Tasselfoot.
“Sorry Doctor.” Jewpin apologized. “May we begin?”
“Of course, at your leisure Mr. Jewpin.” Tasselfoot replied.
Jewpin grimaced and headed up to the left-most metal cabinet and began to press a complicated series of buttons while Tasselfoot explained to the still perturbed audience what finer scientific processes were going on.
“As the generator warms up large amounts of static electricity will be generated by the copper retaining coils that will then be funneled back into the…”
Jewpin had stopped listening. He knew every detail by heart, he had spent what seemed like his whole life for this moment. Dials lit green in front of him assuring that everything was within acceptable parameters.
The gyroscope began spinning, an electrical blue aura surrounded it. A great whirring noise drowned out thought as the machine sped up to an invisible blur. A blue ball of electrical energy surged at the center.
Finally, Jewpin thought, its going to work. There will be medals and honors and grants and chicks even!
Lights and dials all glowed a comforting green in front of Jewpin. Then something changed.
The whirring of the device changed to a slightly higher pitched whirring and the smallest, inconsequential light on the cabinet changed to red. Then the blue orb began to pulse. Reality rippled around it in a shocking display of colors. That was not supposed to happen.
What’s going - Jewpin could not finish his thought before he lost consciousness.
Green. Jewpin thought. The particular color of green seemed to have a level of importance today. Green. The leaves of a tree appeared overhead and those leaves were, in fact, green.
“Where am I?” Jewpin gasped. He soon came t the realization that he was laying in grass at the base of a tree staring up into the canopy. A voice called out.
“Hello sir, are you alright?”
Jewpin bolted up like a scared animal and looked for the source of the greeting. He saw his adresser and his jaw dropped like a rock.

To be continued...

There, hope you liked it. If you have any suggestions on how to improve my writing style please tell.

[suicidalmuskrat]

lol i'll have to read it now.

EDIT: Can I get permission from an admin to sig this? Maybe it's just me, but I laughed through this entire thing. Didn't stop once. Oh man. hahahahahahaha.

EDIT 2: And it's in CT...hahahaha. Good stuff.

[Tasselfoot]

you can sig whatever you want...


and, yes. quite amusing. also check out LightKnight's thread here in CT, Flashion, for another FFR-Based story...

[jewpinthethird]

Oh man! I'm the star. That's kinda creepy. What's especially creepy is it describes me pretty well...minus the fish tank and the who physics thing...I dont have any patience for science. I want to know what happens to me next!

[FishFishRevolution]

Hey! I'm in it too!

[Chromer]

Looks like someone want to snuggle wth Jewpin's sausage.

[Grandiagod]

Looks like someone want to snuggle wth Jewpin's sausage.

Yes I love pressing myself up against slaughtered animal encased in it's own intestines. Thats what you meant, right?

[MalReynolds]

Looks like someone want to snuggle wth Jewpin's sausage.

Yes I love pressing myself up against slaughtered animal encased in it's own intestines. Thats what you meant, right?

That's what I got from it, yes.

Mal

[Grandiagod]

Chapter 2 everybody Substantially shorter but with a new FFR member to join Jewpin!!!



Chapter 2

“Hello Sir? Can you hear me?” The voice had a regal accent.
Jewpin stared at the owner of the voice. Light glinted off his polished armor like a mirror. His broadsword, hilted at his side, was enormous, almost, five feet long which matched his giant stature. The Knight wore a spiked helmet with the faceplate closed, obscuring his face and leaving only a small slit for vision.
“Uh- yeah. Hello?” Jewpin’s voice wavered. “May- What- Who are you?”
The Knight shifted his weight from one foot to another, his full-body, plated armor clanked uneasily.
“I-I am…” the knight sounded unsure but changed his tone and boomed, “I am Lightdarkness! Holy knight of the Fifth Order!”
“The Fifth Order?” Jewpin asked meekly.
“Yes. You see, there’s a numerical order.” The knight explained confidently. The Fifth Order is level above the Fourth Order, which is one level above the Third and so on.”
Jewpin stared blankly at Lightdarkness.
“Um, yeah. My names Jewpin. Do you know where we are?” Asked Jewpin, not so discreetly changing the subject.
Lightdarkness shifted uncomfortably. His armor lost some of its former shine.
“In the forest.”
Jewpin looked around. He was indeed in the forest. He sat in a grassy clearing surrounded by ancient trees of indeterminable species. The tree he was laying under was the lone tree in the clearing.
“Could you be more specific?” Jewpin asked politely.
“Not really.” Lightdarkness admitted sheepishly. “I’m lost myself. You see I’m on this epic quest and all, tell you about it later, and I was just riding my steed through the woods when I was attacked by a band of thieves. They took my horse and did this.”
Lightdarkness turned sideways revealing a large dent in his helmet. The dent ran over several latches and hinges.
“Now I cannot take off my helm or even remove my face guard to eat or drink. I am in search of a town in order to find a blacksmith to remove it.”
Oh man! No way! Jewpin thought. I’ve gone back in time, and to Europe! Its like a bad movie! Alright Jewpin pull yourself together, you have to find a way back. But first things first.
“Um, Lightdarkness. Can I travel with you?”
“Yes, of course having a travel partner would be great.” Lightdarkness said gleefully. But one may not be too sure. May I inquire how you came to be in these woods?”
Jewpin thought about telling him the truth. Thinking was as far as that went.
“I got mugged too.”
“I am sorry Jewpin. Let us set out together.” Lightdarkness exclaimed happily.
Jewpin stopped and thought. “What was that epic quest stuff about?”
Lightdarkness started, “A long time ago…”

To be cont…

In Chapter 3: find out about the quest, fight some monsters and Jewpin gets a crush!!!

[Tps222]

Written well, I like it so far. Each character has a definitive personality, and not too much backround has been giving about them yet. The plot seems intriguing, and I plan on keeping up to date on this story. Good job!

[Lightknight924]

Great, competition!

PS. Great story. No sarcasm meant above. In all means, your story is much better written than mine. Good luck.

[Grandiagod]

Great, competition!

PS. Great story. No sarcasm meant above. In all means, your story is much better written than mine. Good luck.

Thanks LK! Competiton breeds better products! So in that vein, here is chapter 3.

Chapter 3


The damn trees all looked the same.
Jewpin and Lightdarkness had been wandering for hours, every tree they passed looked the same as another. Jewpin could not tell if they were going in circles or making progress. Its not as if he knew what he was progressing towards anyway. Being lost made a person a pessimist. To make things worse, Lightdarkness was a horrible conversationist, he kept on ranting about all the pitiful townsfolk he had saved, all the honorable battles he had fought and most of all, this stupid quest he was on. A few hours ago Jewpin had made the mistake of asking what Lightdarkness had been doing while traversing through the woods and had to endure the most ignorant of tales from the thick-witted knight.
“My city of Mobad has fallen under the most unusual of foe and I am in search of the ultimate weapon to slay them.” Lightdarkness explained somberly.
“What kind of foe?”
Lightdarkness took a deep breath, “Warriors of the Fallen have risen to take vengeance on the living.”
“What? What do you mean, Warriors of the Fallen?” Jewpin regretted asking immediately.
“The spirits of those fallen in battle against my nations have awoken to slay us.” Lightdarkness’ voice lowered. “People fall down night and day, bloody gashes appear in their flesh where the ghost’s swords have pierced the skin. They victims of the spirits then get their souls siphoned out through the cuts, they become tired and must be put to bed. Several days later those struck die.” The giant knight’s voice was almost a whisper.
Preposterous! Jewpin thought to himself. It is probably just some disease brought on from them living in their medieval filth. Ghosts, I can’t believe that they think its-
Lightdarkness interrupted his train of thought. “And now I am in search of an ancient sword, the most powerful sword ever to be forged, it is called the Omeganitros. In ancient times the sword was held by the most famous and honorable warrior ever to live.
“Oh really, who?”
Lightdarkness did not seem to catch Jewpin’s sarcasm but instead his voice rose almost to a shout. “Synthlight, the ancient bringer of light! It is said that anyone who wields Omeganitros will have the power to slay any foe.”
Lightdarkness was clearly enthused by the prospect of the legendary sword, and Jewpin imagined him beaming under his irremovable helmet.
Jewpin decided to enlighten the knight. “Lightdarkness?”
“Oh, my dear Jewpin, because we are traveling partners you may call me LD.”
“Alright then…LD, I don’t think the reason people are dying in your city is because of Ghos- uh-Warriors of the Fallen.”
“Pray tell, what may it be then?”
Jewpin braced himself. “You see, LD, there are very tiny, um, organisms.” Lightdarkness cocked his head. “Organisms, they’re like little animals, I guess, and they are so tiny they can’t even be seen, but when they get into someone’s body they can cause all sorts of problems like diseases and like what you said was happening in your city.”
Jewpin looked expectantly at Lightdarkness.
“Hah!” the knight let out a deep, guttural laugh, “If they are so small how can they possibly kill you?”
Jewpin began to explain, “Well, when they get into your body they-”
Lightdarkness interrupted, “You are still young, Jewpin, there is still a lot for you to learn, maybe I can teach you. I have experience much more than you. Why just the other day I was fighting this tremendous battle and…”
Jewpin tuned him out in a rage. How dare he insinuate that Jewpin was an ignorant child. That fool!
Hours later Jewpin was still fuming about the conversation, taking his wrath out on any unfortunate rocks small enough to be kicked. It was getting dark and stars began to prick through the sky. An owl hooted in all its stereotypical eeriness. Then all was silent. Suddenly a high-pitched scream shot through the night like a gunshot.
“This way Jewpin!” shouted Lightdarkness.
Jewpin glanced up just in time to see the knight bounding off at an impossible speed for all the armor he was wearing. Jewpin ran after him. Running through the darkening woods was an exercise in dexterity. There was a root to trip on every other step. A hole to twist his ankle in on the other steps making sure to keep in good rotation. Fall, twist, fall, twist. Lightdarkness seemed to not have any of his trouble and whenever Jewpin looked up the huge mass of armor was bounding ahead of him like a deer.
Suddenly the rough forest floor gave way to an even dirt surface. A path, they had found a path!
The voice screamed again. Up ahead the path was lit in the flickering light of a fire. Jewpin ran for all he was worth.
“Holy-” Jewpin screamed himself. There was a torch lying on the ground and in its wavering light stood three figures. They stood at least three feet taller than even the giant Lightdarkness. They wore coats of fur and were holding rusty, old swords above their heads ready to strike a person laying at their feet. But what shocked Jewpin was neither their clothes nor their weapons.
“Lizard men!” Lightdarkness shouted as he ran toward them!
They were indeed lizard men. Their body was that of a man but the skin was scale and their heads were long with the snout of a snake or lizard.
“AAAAHHHHH!!!” Lightdarkness yelled and increased his speed. As he ran he unsheathed his massive broadsword. The lizard men turned around but not in time. Lightdarkness’s first blow sliced clean through the torso of the first one and then continued halfway through the chest of the second. The third leapt back and brought his sword up to defend himself but Lightdarkness was too fast. Shifting his weight he swung his giant sword over and around his head and then at the lizard man. The lizard man tried to block and their swords collided but his sword was smashed into pieces by Lightdarkness’s. Lightdarkness looked at the lizard with a smile on his face.
“So foul beast, are you ready to die?”
The lizard’s man eyes opened and he apparently decided that he in fact wanted to live and whipped around and ran into the woods.
“Coward!” Lightdarkness shouted after him.
Jewpin stood shakily a few feet away from the somewhat less imposing lizard men’s corpses.
With a deep breath he began to walk forward toward the figure lying on the ground. Lightdarkness was still scanning the woods on either side of the path for any more enemies he could dispatch. As Jewpin drew closer to the figure on the ground he noticed that it was in fact a female. Her face was still hidden in darkness as Jewpin edged closer until he was standing right over her.
Mustering his courage Jewpin whispered, “Hello?”
The girl looked up her face coming out of the shadow into the torch’s soft, orange, flickering light. Her large, brown eyes were red and her cheeks were wet from tears. Her hair was a light brown hair was tousled. In all the duress she still looked absolutely striking. Jewpin gazed into her eyes.
“My names Jewpin.” he offered, “What’s yours?”
She looked deep into Jewpin’s eyes and whispered, “My name…My name is…My name is Boogiebear.”

To be cont…



Who is this mysterious Boogiebear? Will LD get his helmet off or just simply starve?Find out in chapter 4!

[MonkeyFoo]

Somebody turn this into a manga. And translate it to japanese.

[Grandiagod]

Chapter 4 beeyotches. Its short sweet and possibly features the least story progression of all, but I had to find a way to get LD's helmet off, it was bugging me.

Chapter Quatro


Lights shown through windows like amber eyes. The town seemed quaint and magical at night, especially to Jewpin who needed a sign of human civilization to calm his scattered nerves. Boogiebear walked between Lightdarkness and Jewpin, bathing in their attention. She wore a calf length dark skirt and Bohemian inspired puffy shirt which left ample view of her feminine “charms”.
“Wow, so you walked all the way from Singoria.?” Lightdarkness asked, sounding impressed.
“Yes, I have business in a town up farther North.”
Jewpin had no idea what Singoria was or if it was any substantial distance away but in lieu of Boogiebear’s attractiveness Jewpin made impressed sounding noises. “Oh…”
The moon was out almost in full strength, blue light silhouetted Boogiebear’s face.
“Is something wrong?” the mysterious girl asked.
Jewpin felt his face turn hot. He had been inadvertently staring at Boogiebear and it was not her moonlit face that he was gazing at .
“Uh-no, not in the least.” Jewpin ripped his eyes away from her and tried to regain his composure. Lightdarkness attempts to quell his snickers failed as they echoed through his helmet. Jewpin made a covert attempt to kick Lightdarkness behind Boogiebear’s back but failed, tripped and landed as gracefully as a boulder tumbling in an earthquake. This time Boogiebear was the one trying to contain her laughter. Jewpin’s face rose a couple degrees. Then affording his unique worm’s eye view he spied a wooden sign down a side street in an alley, it simply said “Blacksmith” in crude hand drawn lettering. Lights shown from the windows. Jewpin spitefully wondered if he should tell Lightdarkness, in the end pity overcame him.
“Hey, LD, look at that.” Jewpin did his best to point at the sign, being on the ground and all.
“What, I don’t see anything.”
“Jewpin sighed, and huffed to his feet, “The sign, over there.” Jewpin pointed obnoxiously.
“What about it?”
“Can’t you read?” Jewpin made an annoyed expression.
“Read? Ha, why would I learn how to read when I can fight?”
“Jewpin really put some effort into sighing, “It says blacksmith, the sign says blacksmith.”
“Thank the Heavens lad, lets go!” Lightdarkness enthusiasm was not to be contained as he sprinted toward the shop.
Jewpin turned to Boogiebear, “Did he just call me lad?”
Trotting into the Blacksmith shop a minute or two after Lightdarkness, Jewpin and Boogiebear were greeted by a quite sight. Lightdarkness’s body was on a table and his head was resting on a anvil. A sweaty, fat, shirtless man was prying on his helmet with a steel bar.
“Come on and give me a hand!”, the Smith yelled.
Jewpin and Boogiebear ran to the bar and yanked downward with all their might. The helmet popped open with a metallic crack. Jewpin gasped.

To be cont…

In chapter 5: Is there more to boogiebear than meets the eye? What does LD look like? Does anybody actually read this story? All these questions anwsered... now! Yes. Ugly. Probably not.

PS. bonus points for people who spot the above reference.

[Lightknight924]

I win the bonus points!

[Grandiagod]

I win the bonus points!

Here's your five points:

5

[B3NJ1]

Here I am, sitting in my bed looking for something to read and I clicked on your topic. Excellent work so far, please continue.

[Grandiagod]

hey everybuddy its chaptors fuaivesssss homiessss.



Chapter 5

His face was broad and square chinned with a thick five o’clock shadow. He had medium-long, brown hair, but the most striking feature on his face was the scar. A jagged, fleshy pink scar ran from his hairline to his chin across the left side of his face, his left eye was white and cloudy, obviously a result of whatever scarred his face. However, his right eye was a such a deep green that it could have been an emerald. Jewpin tried not to look shocked.
“Oh, hiya LD.” Jewpin felt like he was meeting him for the first time. Boogiebear almost averted her eyes but caught herself.
Lightdarkness smiled as if nothing was the matter, “Thank you kind sir.” He looked toward the Blacksmith, “I am currently in lack of any items of monetary value, but if there is anything I can do for you please say the word.”
The Blacksmith just smiled then said in a curiously Scottish bent, “Aye sir, ’tis nothing. It is I who should be honored, helping’ a king’s knight and all.”
Lightdarkness smiled back, “I give you all my thanks dear si-”
Just then a jubilant child’s voice echoed from a door behind the main workshop. “Hey, papa I caught some food, ha, I told you I could do it!” The voice sounded as it could not have come from a child older than eight.
Suddenly the Blacksmiths face turned pale, “Oh, Lord no. Please, not now.” It was half a murmur half a prayer. Jewpin looked curiously at the Smith, how could a child cause so much fear?
Just then the door opened a little with a slight squeak. “No child! No! Run away!” the Blacksmith screamed.
The door opened all the way. “What did you say father?”
Jewpin was getting real tired of being shocked, but he still recoiled and gasped at the strange sight. In the doorway stood a huge, jet black wolf. It stood waist high, its mouth was slightly open revealing inch longs pearl white teeth. Around its lips was a residue of what looked an awful lot like blood.
Lightdarkness bolted up onto his feet, quickly whipping out his sword and holding it high, above his head. “A bewitched animal!”
The Smith dove between Lightdarkness and the wolf. He faced the Knight, tears running down his cheeks. “Kind Knight, please spare him, ’tis nothing but a lad he is! Please do- do not, please don’t kill him sir!” The Blacksmith pleaded.
“He’s a bewitched animal, touched by the devil himself! He has you under his spell. Move sir, or else I will fell you with the beast!”
“Papa! What’s going on?” A child’s voice screamed. Jewpin almost fell down. Had the wolf actually talked?
“No way. No freaking way.” Jewpin took several steps backward. He glanced at Boogiebear, strangely, she did not seem fazed at all.
Lightdarkness, stepped closer to the Blacksmith, “Move now, sir.” His voice sounded remorseful.
The Smith looked up at Lightdarkness, his cheeks wet and shining, and stared directly into his one good eye. “I cannot.”
Lightdarkness shrugged apologetically and begun to swing his sword downwards.
“Stop!” The voice was loud and desperate and it did not come from the Blacksmith
Lightdarkness froze and looked behind him.
Jewpin felt like a deer in headlights. He could not believe that the word had come from him, but, somehow, this felt wrong.
“Stop interfering you know nothing of these things!” Lightdarkness made it an order.
“No, LD. At least let me-” Jewpin paused, he really had not planned very far ahead. “At least let me talk to him.” He said it with finality.
Lightdarkness stopped and looked like he was thinking, “If it will ease your conscience Jewpin, but be warned these animal can charm you. If you look as if you have fallen under its spell I will have to cleanse you as well.” Jewpin knew very well what Lightdarkness meant by “cleanse“.
Jewpin edged by Lightdarkness and the Blacksmith keeping his eyes trained on huge, black wolf. He felt all eyes in the room follow his movements. He had reached the wolf, uneasily he knelt down in front of the wolf, his face just mere inches from it’s deadly jaws. “Hello, what is your name young one?” He paused, had those words actually came from him? He looked into the wolf’s eyes and took a deep breath, they were the deepest, clearest, blue eyes he had ever seen. The wolf’s jaws opened and the child’s voice came out. It sounded meek and afraid. "H-hello… my name is…is…Fishfishrevolution."

to be cont.........................

ohhhhh the plot thickens. By the way, if you really read this story, give a holla and tell me what you think. Its nice to know its being read if not being liked.

[MrGiggles]

It sounded meek and afraid. ’H-hello… my name is…is…Fishfishrevolution.
So awesome. I don't think I have anything to suggest right now, but don't stop.

[Grandiagod]

In the best display of writing this thread has ever seen I have written chapter six in mere hours since posting chapter 5 so with a little further adieu
adieu
adieu
adieu
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here is chapter 6

Chapter 6

“Fishfish-who?” Jewpin asked in obvious confusion.
“F-Fishfishrevolution.” the wolf stuttered in reply.
Jewpin cocked his head and gazed questioningly into Fishfishrevolution’s blue eyes.
The wolf cowered back and tucked his ears to his head.
“You can call me Fishfish, my papa does.” Fishfish seemed to be offering the olive branch.
Jewpin smiled, “Okay, Fishfish, I don’t want to seem rude but most wolves I’ve seen can’t talk. Is there any special reason you can?”
Fishfish opened his mouth then closed it, his face shown with thought. It looked as if he was trying to figure out if Jewpin was asking a trick question.
“I’ll tell you.” The Blacksmith had regained some of his composure.
Jewpin twisted around, feeling a little bit nervous leaving the enormous wolf at his back. “Okay, please do.”
“Aye.” The Smith acknowledged. “Fishfish was just a wee pup when I found him two years ago. It was winter and snowing a might hard. I was out back looking for wood for my furnace when I saw this black smudge layin’ down at the foot of a tree. Of course t’was Fishfish. At first I thought it was just a normal wolf pup. I felt so sorry for him just laying there so I took him in. I was worried ‘bout him when he slept for nigh a day so I tried to wake him. Eventually he awoke and I was shocked when, instead of howling and whatever wolf pups do,” the blacksmith paused, “he cooed like a baby. Nearly knocked me outa my boots I’ll tell ya! I kept him in secret for a year. He picked up on speakin’ faster than any child would. In a year he spoke jus’ as well as me and now even better!.” The Blacksmith reminisced with a smile. “He was a bright lad. After a year I let him out with me but made him promise not to speak in public. We’s been livin’ like that from then on.” The Blacksmith twisted his head to look at Lightdarkness. “He’s never done nothing wrong, I swear it!” Lightdarkness frowned.
Jewpin looked back at Fishfish. He was sitting on his haunches. Over his shoulder Jewpin could see the source of the blood around his mouth. A rabbit lie limp on the floor behind the wolf. Jewpin breathed a breath of relief and felt more than a little sympathy toward Fishfish. He was just being a wolf after all.
Jewpin looked at Fishfish, “Don’t worry, everything is going to turn out okay.” Jewpin stood slowly and turned around. He looked Lightdarkness directly in his good eye. “LD if you even try to touch a hair on this kid’s head,” Jewpin paused, hoping for dramatic effect. “You will have to go through me.” Jewpin stood with a look of defiance on his face. It was not as if his threat was to be taken seriously. The giant knight could break his neck with one hand, but Jewpin hoped it would not have to come to that. Jewpin looked over Lightdarkness’s shoulder. Boogiebear stood there with a look of what almost seemed like disinterest. Before Jewpin could process this information. Lightdarkness’s booming voice interrupted his thoughts.
“Jewpin, do you know what you are saying?”
Jewpin drew a deep breath. “Yes I do.”
Lightdarkness emerald eye seemed to drill deep into Jewpin’s soul, “Jewpin, had I not looked into you, I would say you have been charmed by this beast, but I now see you are acting of your own will. The beast…” Lightdarkness stopped and it looked like he was forcing words out of his mouth, “Fishfish can live.”
It seemed like a collection of weights had collectively been lifted off of Jewpin’s chest.

To be cont.............................................

What is boogiebear's dark secret? Find out in some later chapter whenever I decide to write it sometime and stuff and what and ok?

[Grandiagod]

No comments on chapter 6. Man I type my fingers to the bones for you guys and what do I get. Well I'll show you. The best chapter yet: Chapter 7!

Chapter Seven

The food was fantastic. People in medieval times had apparently never heard of silverware so everything had to be eaten by hand. Still it was the greatest thing Jewpin had ever tasted.
It had been about half an hour since Lightdarkness and Jewpin had their showdown. They were eating at the Blacksmith’s house adjacent to his shop. Apparently the inn did not take American dollars, them not existing for a few centuries and all. Lightdarkness was moneyless after his run in with the bandits and Boogiebear was not carrying any cash saying, “It is twice as dangerous for a woman to travel with money and provisions rather than with provisions.” Jewpin wondered how she would have found a place to stay if she had not met him and Lightdarkness.
“Great food sir.” Jewpin exclaimed with a full mouth so it came out more like: “Rate ood sfur”
The Blacksmith laughed, “Aye thank you lad, but ‘tis nothing special.”
“But we never eat like this papa!” Fishfish was standing at the side of the table, between Jewpin and Lightdarkness, with his own plate of food on the floor.
“The Blacksmith blushed, “Fishfish, watch yourself.” His tone was playfully menacing.
“Thank you very much anyways.” Boogiebear complimented with a smile. “Its really appreciated.” Her eyes softly wafted toward Jewpin. Abruptly looking away Jewpin wondered how her skin seemed to glow in the light from the fireplace, if it could be called that. In reality it was kind of an open furnace that let it’s smoke escape from angled slits in the ceiling.
Jewpin looked around to take in the ambiance of the quaint home. The worn wooden floors the hand made table, the poor attempt at decoration of what was obviously a bachelor’s pad.
“Sir, I am sorry I misjudged you earlier.” Lightdarkness apologized. He was still in his armor, only his helmet was on the floor in the corner, cracked and useless. “And you too.” He looked down, smiling at Fishfish. The wolf looked up at him with sparkling eyes. It seemed that they had formed quite a bond since Lightdarkness almost killed him.
“Its fine Lightdarkness. In a way, I am glad that Fishfish finally has someone to talk to ‘sides me.” The Smith took on a more serious tone. “But you will not tell anyone about this? I do not think the rest of the village will be as understanding.”
Lightdarkness turned his emerald eye to the Blacksmith. “No, we will not. I now know that Fishfish is not an evil creature but,” Lightdarkness smiled, “a gift from God.” Fishfish was beaming at the praise. “But you should not only thank me, Jewpin is the one most responsible for your…” Lightdarkness paused, “your… son’s life.”
Fishfish broke in, “Thank you very much Mr. Jewpin.”
Jewpin leaned down and scratched Fishfish on his large head. “I was only doing what I felt was right.”
Fishfish locked his blue eyes with Jewpin’s. “Jewpin your funny.”
“How so?”
Fishfish laid his ears down flat. “No, never mind, it nothing.”
Jewpin smiled, “Don’t worry, you won’t hurt my feelings.”
Fishfish looked down at the floor, suddenly seeming interested in the cracks between the floorboards. “I- I have this ability to sense things, things in people. You are different from everybody I have met before. There is something inside of you. A warmth, that most people do not have. It feels good.”
There was silence at the table for a few seconds. Fishfish lowered his head further down.
“Thank you very much Fishfish. I really appreciate it.”
The black wolf’s head jerked up with what can only be described as a smile on his face. “You really mean it?”
“Of course that’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a long time.”
The dinner was all friendly chat from then on with Lightdarkness telling some heroic story about how he fought off fifty men to save a beautiful princess. Jewpin playfully sighed whenever the knight’s exaggerations became too apparent. Eventually the dinner wound up and everyone went to bed, Jewpin shared a room, sleeping with Lightdarkness on the floor under a blanket. Boogiebear slept in the storeroom where Fishfish had a cot and Fishfish took to rooming on the floor in front of the smoldering fire.
Jewpin lie on his back looking out a small paned window. Stars pierced the inky black of the sky. A halo of light seemed to dance around the almost full moon. Jewpin drifted softly to sleep.

The door to Boogiebear’s room creaked softly open.
“Wake up witch, I know your secret.”
Boogiebear lay with her back toward the door she had no covers on and was dressed in he street clothes.
“I said wake up.” The voice was half growl half whisper.
“I am awake foolish animal.” Boogiebear stayed in the same position.
Fishfish softly stepped into the room, his ears laid back flat and his giant, white fangs bared. “I wondered what it was I sensed in you. It took me to now to realize it.”
“What would that be animal?” Boogiebear rolled over and sat up. Her eyes seemed to glow a faint red.
“Evil, I sense evil. So deeply masked and hidden it is almost impossible to see. I do see it now, I see the way you look at Jewpin. What are you going to do to him?” There was an incredible menace in Fishfish’s tone.
“Stupid animal, you know not of what you are getting yourself into.” Boogiebear stood up, she seemed significantly taller than normal. Her eyes now radiated blood red.
“I will not let you hurt Jewpin.” Fishfish’s fur was bristling up.
“You have no choice in the matter.” Boogiebear lashed out with her right arm and grabbed Fishfish by the scruff of his neck. “Animal, you cannot speak? Why is that?” Boogiebear smiled evilly.
Fishfish thrashed and opened his jaws but no sound came out and he could not break the witch’s steel grasp.
“Too bad animal, I was looking forward to hearing what you said before you died.” Fishfish stopped struggling and locked his deep blue eyes with Boogiebear’s fiery red ones. “Goodbye dear animal.” The witch’s left hand raised above her head. Then with a shadowy streak, drove into Fishfish’s chest. The wolf’s eyes opened wide in pain, but still no sounds came from his throat. Blood ran down Boogiebear’s arm.
“Where is it now animal? that thing that has caused you all this trouble. Your human heart.” Boogiebear smiled to reveal her teeth which had transformed into needle-like fangs. “Ah, here it is.” With a swift motion she ripped her hand from Fishfish’s chest, a the heart still throbbing in her hand. “Fishfishrevolution, how does it feel to die?” Her voice echoed of cold.

Jewpin woke up with a jolt. “Oh man, what a bad dream.” He muttered. The sun’s rays lighted the room. Jewpin looked at Lightdarkness snoring softly beside him, still in his polished armor. Groaning he sat up. “I guess I better wake LD up.”

To be cont…

Yeah bitches, pretty confused right now. Whatever.
Next chapter: I'm not gunna even give a preview you ungrateful ingrates.

[MrGiggles]

Pretty hardcore.

I think this is some pretty awesome fanfiction, once again. Keep up the good work.

[Grandiagod]

**** intros

Chapter 8

Jewpin leaned over to Lightdarkness and pushed on his metal shoulder pad. “Hey man wake up.”
Lightdarkness shifted and muttered something in a semi-human fashion. Jewpin wrinkled his nose. Days sweating inside armor had not exactly made Lightdarkness a treat for the nose. “LD time to get your ass outa bed.” Jewpin playfully took the tone of a drill sergeant. “Get up!”
“Yes Mother.” LD muttered.
Jewpin froze uncomfortably. “Uh, LD, its me… Jewpin.”
Lightdarkness shot up, discarding all blankets, and stood towering over Jewpin. “Yes, of course, I-I… was just testing you.”
“Testing me for what?”
“Uh, loyalty.”
“Loyalty to what?”
“Umm… Loyalty to the King of course!”
“Oh, did I pass?”
“Barely.”
“That’s good.”

Half an hour later Jewpin, Lightdarkness and Boogiebear were in the dining room discussing travel plans.
“LD,” Jewpin started tentatively, “I was wondering, if I could accompany you on your journey.”
Jewpin had thought this out long before. When your stranded in a strange land with no money or shelter you tend to hold on to any advantages you had. Lightdarkness was one of these advantages. Jewpin had been frightened by the lizardmen and when Lightdarkness had so easily defeated them it just seemed like the safest choice to stick by the knight. Jewpin preferred to look at it as practical decision making instead of what his subconscious was telling him: cowardice.
Lightdarkness looked at Jewpin strangely, “Do you not have a family or friends?”
Jewpin let his gaze wander around the room without really looking at anything. “Uh… they’re all, dead?” He said it like a question. “I mean, they passed away, my family, passed away. Yeah and my friends… uh… they died too.”
Lightdarkness’s eyes welled up with tears. “Oh my dear Jewpin, of course you may come!”
Jewpin breathed a sigh of relief, he felt slightly guilty at Lightdarkness’s reaction but what was he supposed to do?
“Where exactly are you two going?” Boogiebear inquired.
“I am on a quest to find the legendary sword of Synthlight, Omeganitros.” Lightdarkness replied with dramatic finality.
Boogiebear seemed skeptical, “Omeganitros? Do you really believe that it exists?”
“I must have faith, without faith there is no hope.” Lightdarkness said with a tone of exasperation
“What do you need to hope for.”
Jewpin tuned out as Lightdarkness recited his story. He still had his doubts about the whole thing.

“Goodbye, all of you!” The Blacksmith was jubilant.
Goodbye.” said Fishfish in monotone. Jewpin had noticed that Fishfish had lost some of his excitability and sunny disposition, but he did not take too much notice.
Earlier in the day Jewpin, Lightdarkness and Boogiebear had gone to the local store and bought provisions with money lent from the Blacksmith, Lightdarkness had promised to pay him back after he was done with his quest. Jewpin was puzzled after Lightdarkness refused to buy any clothes and stay in his helmet-less armor but Lightdarkness simply replied. “How will people know I am a knight without my armor?”
Boogiebear had decided to travel with Jewpin and Lightdarkness since her business was in the next town on their way. Jewpin had asked her about what her business was but she always seemed to change the subject and Jewpin always fell for it cursing himself after he realized what was going on. They stopped by the Smith’s shop to tell him and Fishfish goodbye and went on their way.

The road out of the village was dirt surrounded by a pine forest. No matter how long they walked it still seemed like the same dirt surrounded by the same pine forest. Jewpin asked Lightdarkness when they would reach the next town and where they would go from there.

“In two days. Then we go two the mountains.” was Lightdarkness brisk response
It had gotten dark, Lightdarkness had suggested that they set up camp. Jewpin in a brief fit of generosity had decided to fetch kindling for the fire, after being assured that lizardmen do not patrol this part of the forest by Lightdarkness.
Kindling was rare close to the campsite so Jewpin had search quite a distance from the campsite for suitable firewood.
Tramping through the forest Jewpin looked up at the stars between the branches. He never was one for astronomy but he thought that they looked quite a bit different from his time. He wondered if the galaxy had really shifted that much in seven hundred years. His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice, but it was not Lightdarkness or Boogiebear.

To be cont…

OMFG!!!

[Grandiagod]

Chapter 9-----orly?

Jewpin looked tried to look deep into the dark forest to determine the source of the voice. Nighttime, however, had begun it’s usual routine of making everything a shade of black, The moon shown off trees, but it distorted his view in awkward shadows to be of much use. The voice spoke again, it was a soft whisper, almost impossible to distinguish.
“Jewpin, please…” The voice lowered and Jewpin could not make out he rest. Jewpin still recognized the owner of the whispers.
“Fishfish?” Jewpin whispered himself, even though he did not know exactly why.
“Jewpin.” Fishfish was whispering a bit louder. “Run away, you can’t trust her. She will kill you too.”
Jewpin sensed that Fishfish was in some sort of distress. For a second it almost seemed like Jewpin could actually feel Fishfish’s emotions. A flash of cold shivers shook Jewpin.
“Fishfish, what is going on?” Jewpin’s voice wavered slightly into a higher octave..
“I cannot say her name, she has cursed my soul.” Jewpin swung his head side to side trying to find Fishfish but all he could find was darkness and pale blue lit trees.. “But think Jewpin. Think! She has only partially bewitched. You are too strong, she does not know it yet, but when she finds out I think she will kill you.”
If it had been daylight Jewpin’s face would have shown his bewilderment. He gave up on trying to decipher what Fishfish had said. Instead he went with what he thought was an easier problem to solve.
“Fishfish,” he was still whispering, “where are you?”
“Jewpin, I cannot stand where you stand but I can show myself to you. Behind you.” Jewpin had never turned around so fast in his life.
Between two mighty trees stood an enormous black wolf. It was pale blue in the moonlight. Jewpin noticed something strange about Fishfish. He was semi-transparent.
“Fishfish- what the hell?!” Jewpin was no longer whispering.
“This is what she does to those who get in her way.” The wolf spoke. His blue eyes seemed glow and sparkle like backlit diamonds.
“What are you talking about Fishfish?”
“Open your eyes Jewpin, I’m dead. I was killed the night you slept at my father’s home.” His voice was haunting and dark.
‘But that can’t be, I saw you before we left.” Jewpin’s tone was one of bewilderment.
“That was just a simulacrum, it was not my soul inside that body.”
Jewpin took some time to take in the image of Fishfish standing there, and being able to see the tree behind him. “Fishfish will you please explain, I really don’t understand.”
“This is all I can tell you. The curse causes me great pain just communicating with you. Detail would be unbearable.” The wolf paused and took in a deep breath, but Jewpin wondered if Fishfish was actually breathing air or if it was a symbolic gesture. “Jewpin, I am trapped. I cannot continue my journey. Please get away from her before you become like me.”
“Who the hell are you talking about, Fishfish?”
‘Think about it. Break her spell. I know you can do it, I sense a power in you that I have never sensed in anyone before. It is enormous, it wants to be let out, but something is holding it back.” Fishfish cocked his head to the side like and his face took on a peculiar expression, one of revelation. “Jewpin, I think you are holding the power inside you. I think you are afraid of what it might do. Jewpin, you must think and you must fight. She is clouding your mind as we speak, but her control is still not absolute. With that power you can break it.”
Jewpin cringed and tried to think of every one he had met during his temporal excursion. He muttered them out loud. “I met LD in the woods, your father the blacksmith, the cute girl at the general store, that weird old man who asked me what my clothes were made of…” His voice trailed off. There was something that he was missing, something that should be in a certain place but it was missing. His brow furrowed. A sharp pain reverberated through his skull, seemingly reprimanding him for trying to remember. He could not give up though. A great surge of warmth flowed through his body, the clouds were pushed away. He said it aloud.
“Boogiebear!”
Fishfish howled as if struck a blow. Then his body wisped away as if it were smoke.
“I see you remember me.” A female called from behind Jewpin.


To be cont...

[Grandiagod]

You guys take the "fan" out of fanfiction.

Chapter X

Jewpin would not normally be surprised that someone could sneak up on him. Sometimes he could be quite oblivious, especially after chatting with a dead, talking wolf. This time, however, he thought he should have noticed Boogiebear, with her bright, fiery, red aura that seemed to shoot out streamers of blood colored lightning. She also seemed to be hovering a couple feet above the forest floor.

Boogiebear’s grin was evil and cocked to one side. “I was going to use you.” She was almost hissing through her teeth. Her aura pulsated in synchrony to her voice. Lights danced up the tree trunks around her, giving the impression she was surrounded by blood red columns. “You were strong, you could have helped me. Now I have to look for another. Things never turn out the way you want them to. Do they, Jewpin?” Her tone was of sarcasm and hate.

Jewpin had a feeling on where this conversation was leading. “I think… I think, that you are coming about in some clever way, in order to say that you are going to kill me.” Jewpin sounded tired and almost bored. He had been surprised by the supernatural events once too often. He was beginning to adapt to the situation.

Boogiebear took on an appearance of unease at Jewpin’s lax attitude. “Uh, yes… I was about to get to that part.”
“I thought so.” Jewpin worked in a comment quickly before bolting into the forest at full speed.

Jewpin bounded over roots an brush with a newfound agility. Trees whizzed past him. The moonlight forest turned into a blur. Occasional flashes of light illuminated the forest from behind him. Jewpin resolved not to stop running until he felt he was absolutely safe. It took about an hour to give up on that philosophy. Stumbling and panting he limped over to a huge, ancient tree and clasped his hands around it to keep himself upright. The tree was so large his arms barely reached a third of the way across it. Jewpin’s chest heaved up and down, he was at the end of his figurative rope. Turning around he leaned his back against the tree’s massive trunk. His weary eyes scanned the dark forest. As soon as Jewpin assured himself he was in no danger, he lost consciousness.

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The forest floor seemed quite a bit more comfortable. It was softer and warmer, almost like a bed. Jewpin was startled to realize that he was laying on his back, in a bed. He opened his eyes with what seemed like a great effort. He was laying on a straw mattress, covering him was a ragged, patched blanket. Jewpin surveyed his surroundings. He was in a small, one room stone cottage. The floor was made of what was obviously hand cut timber. A small wooden table with two chairs stood next to the bed. One of them were occupied. The occupier was a gaunt old man wearing multiple layers of tattered clothing that made Jewpin’s blanket look like royal silk. His gray hair was in the process of thinning, while his thick gray beard ended in his lap. His chair was turned to the side. He had been watching Jewpin.

“So your up, eh?” The old man spoke in a cheery, cracking tone. “You were pretty tired. Didn’t even wake up when I hauled you back here.”
“You hauled…” Jewpin’s mind was still stretching out. “Me?” he finished.
“Well, my horse did most of the haulin’.” The old man smiled.
Jewpin still was a little dazed. “Oh…”
The man looked concernedly at Jewpin. “I guess I haven’t introduced myself.” the old man chuckled a little to himself. “I’m loosing all my manners, living out here by myself. I’m Mal Reynolds. What’s your name sonny?”
“Uh, hello, I’m Jewpin.” Jewpin sat up. He was still dressed in his twenty first century clothes. His mind had finally shifted gears.
“ I see you are getting better, Jewpin. Mind if I ask you how you ended up in my woods?”
Jewpin did not know why he thought he could trust the old man, but he told him everything, including his time traveling.

By this time Jewpin was sitting at the table with Mal Reynolds. “So the witch stopped chasing you?”
Jewpin had never thought of Boogiebear as a witch, but the title seemed appropriate. “Yeah, I don’t know why though”
Mal Reynolds chuckled madly to himself. “So I guess it is real.”
“What is real?”
Mal Reynolds lifted up a beaten, wrinkled hand. On his ring finger, was in fact, a ring. It looked like pure silver. The ring had no smudges on it. It looked out of place on the old man’s finger.
“Synthlight’s ring.”

to be cont...

[Grandiagod]

Ok really, does anyone care about this story.

Here is for me not caring if I quadruple post.

[DayMan951]

This thread is 2 years old. Don't bump 2 year old threads.

[Tokzic]

are you trying to be funny or are you just exceedingly dumb

[Litodude]

stopped at 3, need sleep. great so far

[Grandiagod]

Lawlz this old thing?

I love how the transition from phpbb to vb destroyed it.

[Murtaug]

ha love the first 2 chapters so far :D good job!
ill have to read the rest later :]