Life at ISSA: The super-dragon-train-bike-rocket thing & other stories

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What do you mean, "..."???
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I can't think of a funny way to start the Craazystory.
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Oh come on! You're the writer! Don't be pathetic!
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Yeah, Harry! You're pathertic!
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Oi. You can shut up.
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So what are we doing today? in Craazy?
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Well, I thought I'd introduce a new character.
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Only one?
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What do you mean, "only one?"
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There are so many people at ISSA! If you only introduce oner at a time, then.. it'll take over 100 posts!
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That.. is the point.
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NO! I couldn't take over 100 craazystories! That would be awful.
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Wouldn't it. *grins evilly*
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So the point is, introduce more than one character.
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But.. but.. but..
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Thing is, we're part of the craazystory too! And we can get you!
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Yeah! We can do stuff!
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*laser gun appears in Leprechaun's hand*
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Ah yes. That reminds me. *shouts* Catscan?
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*waves hand vaguely*
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Hey! My laser gun disappeared when she waved her hand! *glares at Harry*
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What?
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Shut up, Leprechaun. I write this stuff. *turning to Catscan* I have a question. What did you do with that Asteroid?
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WhAt?!?
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Heehee. You will never understand my weird dreams.
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Who would want to? I mean.. only the Magic Stick could do that.
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Hmm. Good old magic stick. *takes out piece of wood with writing on it and waves it in hand* Now, where was I? Ah yes. 8waves stick*
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Finally! I've been waiting for my turn to speak.
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*turns slowly* Leprechaun..? Why do you have a laser gun pointing at Harry?
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Heehee. Just you wait til she tries to use it.
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I will! AVADA KEDAVRA!
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*laser gun morphs into water pistol*
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*ducks*
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Ow! Who just squirted me with reallly cold water?
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Ha! Serve you right.
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Me?
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No! That sister of mine!
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Why???
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Well, you've already won a craazystory battle once!
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Never mind that. Where is it?
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You're not getting it, human.
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You're not a guardian!
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I am. Hi, all!
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A guardian.. of what?
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The Magic Stick. Of course.
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*weakly* Of course. The shoe is a whale.
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The whale is an answering machine.
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Errr... yeah. *makes grab for magic stick*
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OI! You wanna fight?
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Not you, no! Argh!
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*is attacked and starts dying*
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Aha! There is more than one new character. Harry has lost!
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No I haven't.
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Yes you have.
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No I -
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Ok, this is getting boring now! We need a plot change.
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Ok. Any ideas?
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Uhm.. hows about a teleport somewhere?
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Hmm. Yeah. Cat-scan??
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No...!
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YES. How do you make a teleport device?
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The same way you.. get rid of.. an asteroid. *shakes head*
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Right. Thanks.
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Suddenly, most characters find themselves in the Art room, about to leave Yearbook. Leprechaun and PersonWhoIsNotTheGreek have disappeared. A cake appears in Scooby~Doo's arms, and no one else present in the room notices their translocation in time and space. (So im playing with reality--who cares??)
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.. stupid asteroids. *looks around*
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Ooh! *pointing at random picture on wall* It's a dragon-train-bike thing!
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Aha! *examines* It's.. also a rocket.
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It's a dragon-train-bike-rocket thing, then.
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Yep. But where's the train bit?
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Look, there's the teeth.. and the wheels.. and theres the whistley train thing, and
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The rocket, and
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And.. and.. yeah.
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So what's the thing above it?
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What, that pink thing? That's a scorpion made of metal.
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..you know, Harry,.. this makes pretty weird reading, but it's not very craazy.
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Yeah. I guess we should teleport to a more interesting place and time.
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Or maybe we could just.. give up here.
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WHAT? Never! I must find a good ending.
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Pff. yeah right.
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Aha! *waves stick, disappears, along with Elf*
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Um.. They've gone.
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I think I might have noticed that.
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Yeah. But did you see the astronaught on my picture??
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You mean.. the stick figure on the orange spaceshipthing?
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Thing. It's definetly a THING.
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What?
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*matter-of-fact-ly* It's not a spaceship. It's a thing.
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Um.. Are you being depressed?
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No! I'm using my MRI scan powers to state a fact.
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Uhm.. Are you all right..?
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Harry and Elf reappear, mid conversation, and start to walk out of the room
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No, It's not a magic teapot, but something close.. I.. it's... hmmm. I can't remember.
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Hey! Where were you?
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Oh, Place Bermont, in the past. There was something REALLY important, really CRAAZY that went on there..
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Just can't remember what.
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Uhuh. So.. Shall we teleport downstairs?
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Hey. This isn't a Tardis, you know.
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T..ardis..?
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Time And Relative Dimensions In Space. *catching blank look* Don't worry. Not important.
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All suddenly appear between the buildings, where they rejoin Leprechaun and PerrsonWhoIsNotTheGreek.
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And the point of that was. ... ..?
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Now.. it is time.
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Time?
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Time.. for the craazybattle.
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You are NOT letting the Leprechaun win this time!
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Why not??
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Because.. I.. will.. *grabs magic stick from Harry* BOTHER YOU!
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*Hair turns green and a pink wand appears in her hand*
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Oh look. A pink, plastic wand. *examines wand*
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You ahven't seen you hair yet.
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...What hair? *sees reflection in Clara windows* AH! *grabs magic stick*
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Uh oh. Stand back..
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Don't worry. Nothing bad can happen. Im the editor, after all. Nothing can happen to ME.
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Yeah. Lucky you.
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How come all the guys on here are wimps?
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Hey. Who are you calling a wimp?
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You're not human, so you don't count.
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I'm not human..?
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Get on with it Leprechaun!
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Yeah, get on with....... oh.
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The magic stick, unaware of anyone's amazement, floats out of Leprechaun's hand. It is levitating. The Leprechaun's hair goes back to normal.. and everyonbe finds themselves with a plastic wand of some colour. The Leprechaun's has turned dark green. Harry's is lime green. Elf has a blue one, Scooby~Doo a lilac one, PWINTG a purple one, "Fr." a gray one, Peter Pan a bright pink one and Catscan a yellow one.
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Um.. the magic stick has given us weapons?
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So it seems.
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Look! A button that says "do not press"!
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Ooh! All together! One, ..two..
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I would advise you don't-
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Of eight wands, six suddenly light up and one can hear "ZEEKYBOOGYDOO!" from each of them. A second later, all those with the Zeeky H Word having been spoken, explode. (don't worry, they've just been teleported somewhere). Which leaves..
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You're in a bit of a bad mood, aren't you, magic stick? *tries to grab stick* *stick falls to ground* Ok. Stay there then. *Harry walks off, throwing wand safely into bin*
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*magic stick starts levitating again, and stays at eye level with the last remaining person, who is wearing an expression which could have been a) incredulity, b) hatred of the stick, or c) Boredom. The stick is as smug as a piece of wood with writing on it can be.*
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*forcefully, with great meaning* I like.. rusty.. spoons..
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*the magic stick revolves once in the air, then goes up above Catscan's head. When directly above, it stops levitating. Clunk.*
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Ow. *looks at stick, now on floor. Picks it up*
Freaks.
*shakes head, walks off*
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Wooohoo! How uninspired was that? Sorry humans. But it is DONE! Waha. Now you have to guess who the camera, or "Fr." was. Hen Joy!