Tuesday, July 04, 2006
The Terrorbuster Saga
INSTALLMENT #16
Read this story from the beginning at The Terrorbuster Saga Blog
It was an unhappy day in Happytown. Mean Mister Gray Cloud was hiding the sun from all the boys and girls that had gathered to celebrate the day that Happytown had started - The day that their hero, The Crimson Prozac, had broken the grip of the evil Dr. Depresso.
Why before the arrival of the Crimson Prozac, it wasn't even called Happytown, it was simply called "Town."
No one really knew how Dr. Depresso had come to rule Town, but everybody knew where The Crimson Prozac had come from. Long ago, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a planet called "Uncle Eli". Uncle Eli was a wonderful place, every day heros were born there and dispatched to save worlds throughout the universe from the evil clutches of whatever seemed to trouble that particular planet.
Uncle Eli looked through telescopes and saw only a dark nebula where Happytown should have been. Spectroscopic analysis revealed that the nebula was composed of the emitted gasses of a creature so dark, so awful that they had to create their greatest hero. The worst part was to make sure they got the hero just right, they had to create a small, controlled, and contained version of Town, and its cloud, right there on Uncle Eli, but who to populate this minature world with?
Fortunately, Dr. Depresso had agents that he scattered throughout the universe looking for new places to cover with his emissions. These agents were known as Wet Cats. The Uncle Eli army was dispatched an easily captured dozens of Wet Cats and they were all placed in the minature dark Nebula.
Many a possible hero was sent into that minature place only to be cowed by the awful hissing, or simply break down and cry from the awful darkness of the place. When the Crimson Prozac was created he did something very different, before he entered the nebula he got tools, a brush, a vacuum cleaner, and a blow dryer.
Upon entering the nebula the Crimson Prozac grabbed the first Wet Cat he could find and a mighty struggle ensued, but as the blow dryer turned Wet Cat into dry cat and the brush made its fur shiny and beautiful, the vacuum cleaner grabbed all the flying fur, soon Wet Cat become Purring Cat. Best of all, Purring Cat and the Crimson Prozac worked together on the next Wet Cat they encountered, Purring Cat licking Wet Cat all over, ridding Wet Cat of excess moisture that much faster.
With each Wet Cat turned to Purring Cat a little more of the dark cloud disappeared. Soon minature nebula was gone and all that was left was a pile of vibrating fur.
In the blink of an eye, the Crimson Prozac was sent, with a ship full of brushes, blow dryers and vacuum cleaners to Town. Within days Town had become Happytown. That was what the celebrated today, but alas, Mean Mister Gray Cloud threatened the celebration.
Not to worry. The Crimson Prozac dispatched his army or Purring Cats. They encircled Mean Mister Gray Cloud and the emissions of their purrs simply dibursed him into nothingness. The celebration was even grander that year and they all lived happily ever after.
The preceding has been a test of the emergency blogging system. Had anyone been actually reading the vain attempt at fiction on my part know as The Terrorbuster Saga the comments would be filled with cries of outrage at this insipid interruption of the narrative .
Related Tags: fiction, comic books, story, terrorism, terrorbuster, GWOT
Read this story from the beginning at The Terrorbuster Saga Blog
It was an unhappy day in Happytown. Mean Mister Gray Cloud was hiding the sun from all the boys and girls that had gathered to celebrate the day that Happytown had started - The day that their hero, The Crimson Prozac, had broken the grip of the evil Dr. Depresso.Why before the arrival of the Crimson Prozac, it wasn't even called Happytown, it was simply called "Town."
No one really knew how Dr. Depresso had come to rule Town, but everybody knew where The Crimson Prozac had come from. Long ago, in a galaxy far, far away, there was a planet called "Uncle Eli". Uncle Eli was a wonderful place, every day heros were born there and dispatched to save worlds throughout the universe from the evil clutches of whatever seemed to trouble that particular planet.
Uncle Eli looked through telescopes and saw only a dark nebula where Happytown should have been. Spectroscopic analysis revealed that the nebula was composed of the emitted gasses of a creature so dark, so awful that they had to create their greatest hero. The worst part was to make sure they got the hero just right, they had to create a small, controlled, and contained version of Town, and its cloud, right there on Uncle Eli, but who to populate this minature world with?
Fortunately, Dr. Depresso had agents that he scattered throughout the universe looking for new places to cover with his emissions. These agents were known as Wet Cats. The Uncle Eli army was dispatched an easily captured dozens of Wet Cats and they were all placed in the minature dark Nebula.
Many a possible hero was sent into that minature place only to be cowed by the awful hissing, or simply break down and cry from the awful darkness of the place. When the Crimson Prozac was created he did something very different, before he entered the nebula he got tools, a brush, a vacuum cleaner, and a blow dryer.
Upon entering the nebula the Crimson Prozac grabbed the first Wet Cat he could find and a mighty struggle ensued, but as the blow dryer turned Wet Cat into dry cat and the brush made its fur shiny and beautiful, the vacuum cleaner grabbed all the flying fur, soon Wet Cat become Purring Cat. Best of all, Purring Cat and the Crimson Prozac worked together on the next Wet Cat they encountered, Purring Cat licking Wet Cat all over, ridding Wet Cat of excess moisture that much faster.
With each Wet Cat turned to Purring Cat a little more of the dark cloud disappeared. Soon minature nebula was gone and all that was left was a pile of vibrating fur.
In the blink of an eye, the Crimson Prozac was sent, with a ship full of brushes, blow dryers and vacuum cleaners to Town. Within days Town had become Happytown. That was what the celebrated today, but alas, Mean Mister Gray Cloud threatened the celebration.
Not to worry. The Crimson Prozac dispatched his army or Purring Cats. They encircled Mean Mister Gray Cloud and the emissions of their purrs simply dibursed him into nothingness. The celebration was even grander that year and they all lived happily ever after.
The preceding has been a test of the emergency blogging system. Had anyone been actually reading the vain attempt at fiction on my part know as The Terrorbuster Saga the comments would be filled with cries of outrage at this insipid interruption of the narrative .
Related Tags: fiction, comic books, story, terrorism, terrorbuster, GWOT
