Post by blademirage2 on Oct 4, 2005 12:49:14 GMT -5
The sun shone on the small village of torne. The green moss like roof tops glistened in the
morning sun. the cobble-stone walls of the buildings lit up with colour as the sun light cast aside the shadows of the night. The laughter of children rang down the streets as they ran around the school yard, under the shadow of a long dead gun sniper.
From out the school house stepped a teenager. Standing thin and tall he looked over the younger children playing, happy. Stepping out further out on to the school yard the boy’s rich brown hair began to absorb the light of the mornings sun he was wearing a green tunic, the fashion of the village, and brown boots. Picking up his pace as he left the yard, he bust out into a run. He was playing hooky but for good reason.
Turning left and right down the winding streets of the village as he drew close to his destination. A cave. Just a cave. Nothing special about it. On the outside.
Inside how ever lay a sleeping giant. Slowly the boy walked into the cave, where voices echoed from within.
“Zonen! Zonen! Is that you?” one of the voices, that of a girl.
“yeah! Its me” the boy replied
“good, your late…again” came a second voice, this voice was more deeper yet had squeaky undertones.
“I know, I know” Zonen moaned back at the second voice.
Stepping deeper into the cave, Zonen’s eyes filled with an unnatural light. Torches hung around the ceiling of the cave, lighting everything including the groups prize.
“so, you decided to turn up then” the girl inquired.
“you know I would, Iha” replied Zonen.
Iha. Short, thin, blue eyes, purple hair. Zonen’s dream girl. He’s had crush on her since they were eight. She was wearing charcoal black baggy pants and a loose fitting green top.
“by the way Zonen, nice tunic” Iha giggled.
“my mum made me wear it” he complained “she said I have to respect the towns traditions”
“could you two stop flirting for a minute and get back to what where here for” complained the third member of the group.
Short as Iha, podgy, green eyes, black hair, were a sky blue shirt and ripped blue shorts, Lucas was the brains of the group.
“so Zonen did you grab the book from the school library?” asked Lucas
“but of course”
“are you sure?”
“oh, the encyclopaedia of zoids ZAC 2240”
“yes so what is it?”
Lifting up the book close to his face, Zonen flicked through the book, which was not the originally version, but a copy created after being found sealed In a old molga’s cockpit, trying to find a likeness of the zoid that lay before them.
“FOUND IT” he screamed
“keep it down” mothered Iha
“so what is it?” asked Lucas
“it’s a RAY-SE, Rayse tiger.” said Zonen.
“let me see” said Lucas moaned, trying to pull the book from the Zonen’s hands.
“don’t fight. Zonen give Lucas the book already!” moaned Iha, the tone of her voice gave a sense of urgency.
Slumping down the side of the wall, clutching the book tightly in his hands, Lucas replied “thanks” in a sarcastic tone.
Looking closely at the small colour picture in the book, Lucas was confused. The basic shape and size of the zoid that lay before them was the same as depicted in the book. Yet it colours, weapons and other features were completely different.
“Zonen, are sure you looked right?” questioned Lucas.
“yes, I’m sure, why do you ask?” replied Zonen
“well the one in the book is different”
“yeah, well… its obviously a different model of the same zoid, a remould perhaps”
“ok I see your point, but I think it deserves a new name, a name that suits its look”
“so any ideas” Iha broke in.
“No” Lucas rather rudely replied.
“you might be the smartest one here but that’s no reason to be rude” Iha answered back.
“sorry, I’m just worried we’ll get caught and this zoid will be taken away from us”
“still that’s no reason to be rude”
“so any name ideas?” Zonen butted in.
“haven’t you noticed that me and Iha have been arguing?”
“no not really.”
………………
The sun had reached the middle of the sky, lighting the whole town in a warm glow.
Sounds of the children had been replaced by the sounds of the local market. the heat inside the cave had remained cool and fresh like the deserts nights.
“we’ve been at this for hours and still nothing good” moaned Lucas.
“well what’s it’s key features that we can highlight?” asked Zonen
“ well it’s white, we could call it Washed Tiger” Said Iha.
“no”
“heaven tiger” continued Iha.
“no”
“tiger zero”
“no”
“pure tiger” said Zonen.
“ok that will do, for now.” said Lucas, nodding his head.
“ok, now for the second reason we’re here.” continued Lucas.
“digging and freeing up the back left leg.”
They all simultaneously looked towards the leg of the “pure tiger”, and let out an almighty sigh.
“look Lucas, not that there’s a problem but some of those rocks are going to take more than three teenagers to move them. How the hell do you propose we move them?” asked Zonen.
“with a molga.”
“a molga?” questioned Zonen “how the hell do you think we’re going to get a molga from?
It’s not like we can just walk up to one of the town’s ones, in the middle of broad day light, drive it all the way here, dig up the leg and drive it back with out anyone noticing…”
“Zonen, let Lucas talk.” Iha butted in, again.
“well that’s exactly what we’ll do” said Lucas
“what?”
“ well with Iha’s help that is.” Lucas said
“what do you mean?” asked Zonen.
“well since my dad operates one of the molgas, I can grab the operating key and use it to pilot it over here to move the rocks using the small claw, crane thing. Since it’s molga my dad pilots the other villages will think it’s him.”
“good plan but one problem. What if someone sees your dad” asked Zonen
“well he’s ill at the moment and is bed ridden, the only reason I’m able to be here today is because of my older sister taking care of him, there’s no reason for him to be out of the house any time soon”
“well then, I think we should do the plan tomorrow then” said Lucas.
“I have no objections, do you Zonen?” continued Iha, with that both Lucas and Iha looked towards Zonen. In the past Zonen has been know to object to previous plans the threesome have had. One were they planed to “borrow” a baratz zoid. A second time where the group planed to try and “resurrect” the school gun sniper. These are just two of a number of times that they have planned to do, and that Zonen had objected to do.
“no, no objections, not this time” replied Zonen.
“ok then the plan is set.” said Lucas.
“tomorrow we will free the tiger.” continued Iha.
…………..
Day brake. The sun slowly lifted from behind the mountains to the east. The load crows of the Solbatrosses echoed down the empty streets, awakening all that heard them. The farmers that worked the crop fields in the morning, left their houses and wandered to the west were the fields are situated.
Iha slowly slipped on her black boots, as she tried to keep quiet as to not to wake her farther and sister. slowly she opened her door, and slipped out into the hall way. She quietly tiptoed to the kitchen where she opened a drawer slowly. Iha pulled the drive key for the molga out of the drawer. Quickly she turned round and ran out the backdoor, closing it quietly behind.
Iha broke out into a run, heading the out to where the molga lay.
The light from the sun glistened on the rough edges of the molga. The rust had covered only small parts of the original paint of the molga, yet the gun metal silver and a brighter silver still reflected the fine desert sun.
The dust from the streets kicked up and filled the air, as Iha ran towards the molga. She looked ahead, to her surprise there was a shadowy figure standing next to the molga. She began to slow down and continued in a fast walk. Walk she had no idea who it was but needed to find out who it was before she could continue with the plan.
Slowly she walked towards the molga and the shadowy figure.
“hello?” Iha called out to the shadow.
“what the do you think your doing ,sis” replied the shadow.
“Iva?”
“yeah it’s me” replied Iva.
Stepping out of the shadows, the light reviled all. 6ft tall, blond hair, thin, blue eyes. Her face was slight round and long. She was wearing baggy cream shorts and a bright pink crop top, which showed of her figure.
“so what the hell are you doing?” asked Iva.
wrote this a while back- comments, critism welcome.
morning sun. the cobble-stone walls of the buildings lit up with colour as the sun light cast aside the shadows of the night. The laughter of children rang down the streets as they ran around the school yard, under the shadow of a long dead gun sniper.
From out the school house stepped a teenager. Standing thin and tall he looked over the younger children playing, happy. Stepping out further out on to the school yard the boy’s rich brown hair began to absorb the light of the mornings sun he was wearing a green tunic, the fashion of the village, and brown boots. Picking up his pace as he left the yard, he bust out into a run. He was playing hooky but for good reason.
Turning left and right down the winding streets of the village as he drew close to his destination. A cave. Just a cave. Nothing special about it. On the outside.
Inside how ever lay a sleeping giant. Slowly the boy walked into the cave, where voices echoed from within.
“Zonen! Zonen! Is that you?” one of the voices, that of a girl.
“yeah! Its me” the boy replied
“good, your late…again” came a second voice, this voice was more deeper yet had squeaky undertones.
“I know, I know” Zonen moaned back at the second voice.
Stepping deeper into the cave, Zonen’s eyes filled with an unnatural light. Torches hung around the ceiling of the cave, lighting everything including the groups prize.
“so, you decided to turn up then” the girl inquired.
“you know I would, Iha” replied Zonen.
Iha. Short, thin, blue eyes, purple hair. Zonen’s dream girl. He’s had crush on her since they were eight. She was wearing charcoal black baggy pants and a loose fitting green top.
“by the way Zonen, nice tunic” Iha giggled.
“my mum made me wear it” he complained “she said I have to respect the towns traditions”
“could you two stop flirting for a minute and get back to what where here for” complained the third member of the group.
Short as Iha, podgy, green eyes, black hair, were a sky blue shirt and ripped blue shorts, Lucas was the brains of the group.
“so Zonen did you grab the book from the school library?” asked Lucas
“but of course”
“are you sure?”
“oh, the encyclopaedia of zoids ZAC 2240”
“yes so what is it?”
Lifting up the book close to his face, Zonen flicked through the book, which was not the originally version, but a copy created after being found sealed In a old molga’s cockpit, trying to find a likeness of the zoid that lay before them.
“FOUND IT” he screamed
“keep it down” mothered Iha
“so what is it?” asked Lucas
“it’s a RAY-SE, Rayse tiger.” said Zonen.
“let me see” said Lucas moaned, trying to pull the book from the Zonen’s hands.
“don’t fight. Zonen give Lucas the book already!” moaned Iha, the tone of her voice gave a sense of urgency.
Slumping down the side of the wall, clutching the book tightly in his hands, Lucas replied “thanks” in a sarcastic tone.
Looking closely at the small colour picture in the book, Lucas was confused. The basic shape and size of the zoid that lay before them was the same as depicted in the book. Yet it colours, weapons and other features were completely different.
“Zonen, are sure you looked right?” questioned Lucas.
“yes, I’m sure, why do you ask?” replied Zonen
“well the one in the book is different”
“yeah, well… its obviously a different model of the same zoid, a remould perhaps”
“ok I see your point, but I think it deserves a new name, a name that suits its look”
“so any ideas” Iha broke in.
“No” Lucas rather rudely replied.
“you might be the smartest one here but that’s no reason to be rude” Iha answered back.
“sorry, I’m just worried we’ll get caught and this zoid will be taken away from us”
“still that’s no reason to be rude”
“so any name ideas?” Zonen butted in.
“haven’t you noticed that me and Iha have been arguing?”
“no not really.”
………………
The sun had reached the middle of the sky, lighting the whole town in a warm glow.
Sounds of the children had been replaced by the sounds of the local market. the heat inside the cave had remained cool and fresh like the deserts nights.
“we’ve been at this for hours and still nothing good” moaned Lucas.
“well what’s it’s key features that we can highlight?” asked Zonen
“ well it’s white, we could call it Washed Tiger” Said Iha.
“no”
“heaven tiger” continued Iha.
“no”
“tiger zero”
“no”
“pure tiger” said Zonen.
“ok that will do, for now.” said Lucas, nodding his head.
“ok, now for the second reason we’re here.” continued Lucas.
“digging and freeing up the back left leg.”
They all simultaneously looked towards the leg of the “pure tiger”, and let out an almighty sigh.
“look Lucas, not that there’s a problem but some of those rocks are going to take more than three teenagers to move them. How the hell do you propose we move them?” asked Zonen.
“with a molga.”
“a molga?” questioned Zonen “how the hell do you think we’re going to get a molga from?
It’s not like we can just walk up to one of the town’s ones, in the middle of broad day light, drive it all the way here, dig up the leg and drive it back with out anyone noticing…”
“Zonen, let Lucas talk.” Iha butted in, again.
“well that’s exactly what we’ll do” said Lucas
“what?”
“ well with Iha’s help that is.” Lucas said
“what do you mean?” asked Zonen.
“well since my dad operates one of the molgas, I can grab the operating key and use it to pilot it over here to move the rocks using the small claw, crane thing. Since it’s molga my dad pilots the other villages will think it’s him.”
“good plan but one problem. What if someone sees your dad” asked Zonen
“well he’s ill at the moment and is bed ridden, the only reason I’m able to be here today is because of my older sister taking care of him, there’s no reason for him to be out of the house any time soon”
“well then, I think we should do the plan tomorrow then” said Lucas.
“I have no objections, do you Zonen?” continued Iha, with that both Lucas and Iha looked towards Zonen. In the past Zonen has been know to object to previous plans the threesome have had. One were they planed to “borrow” a baratz zoid. A second time where the group planed to try and “resurrect” the school gun sniper. These are just two of a number of times that they have planned to do, and that Zonen had objected to do.
“no, no objections, not this time” replied Zonen.
“ok then the plan is set.” said Lucas.
“tomorrow we will free the tiger.” continued Iha.
…………..
Day brake. The sun slowly lifted from behind the mountains to the east. The load crows of the Solbatrosses echoed down the empty streets, awakening all that heard them. The farmers that worked the crop fields in the morning, left their houses and wandered to the west were the fields are situated.
Iha slowly slipped on her black boots, as she tried to keep quiet as to not to wake her farther and sister. slowly she opened her door, and slipped out into the hall way. She quietly tiptoed to the kitchen where she opened a drawer slowly. Iha pulled the drive key for the molga out of the drawer. Quickly she turned round and ran out the backdoor, closing it quietly behind.
Iha broke out into a run, heading the out to where the molga lay.
The light from the sun glistened on the rough edges of the molga. The rust had covered only small parts of the original paint of the molga, yet the gun metal silver and a brighter silver still reflected the fine desert sun.
The dust from the streets kicked up and filled the air, as Iha ran towards the molga. She looked ahead, to her surprise there was a shadowy figure standing next to the molga. She began to slow down and continued in a fast walk. Walk she had no idea who it was but needed to find out who it was before she could continue with the plan.
Slowly she walked towards the molga and the shadowy figure.
“hello?” Iha called out to the shadow.
“what the do you think your doing ,sis” replied the shadow.
“Iva?”
“yeah it’s me” replied Iva.
Stepping out of the shadows, the light reviled all. 6ft tall, blond hair, thin, blue eyes. Her face was slight round and long. She was wearing baggy cream shorts and a bright pink crop top, which showed of her figure.
“so what the hell are you doing?” asked Iva.
wrote this a while back- comments, critism welcome.
