|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- PECULIAR LATHER--CUP 17--"CHIVE MORON" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Peculiar Lather  ||  -------> (Cup SRpl017, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Violent Evan lurched forward and was still for a few seconds. Then in a great heave he vomited forth a mass of black goo. Then he turned and walked off. The portal, as if it were a TV screen, followed him through the swamp. "Damn." Tanner said. "Yeah--" Fluffy said, "and that black stuff is called 'murder'--and it always seems to disappear soon after Evan vomits it. It's thought that unknown gods collect it in some manner and use it for their own sinister ends." "Wow." Tanner muttered. "But of course that's just a rumor." Thread said. "Of course." Fluffy added, sarcastically. "I don't like that hippo." Fisher signed, and Thread translated. Suddenly, a gunshot was heard over by the subway tracks. A guy in a green jumpsuit scrambled up onto the platform from the tracks below, and was stumbling away when a hand shot up from below and grabbed his ankle, tripping him. Tanner and Fluffy looked over. "Looks like quite an altercation." Thread said. Still grabbing the guy's ankle, a thin woman dressed in a revealing black leather outfit climbed onto the platform. She had short black hair, a black cape, and a variety of equipment on her person--guns, grenades, ammo, umbrellas, etc. She held a pistol to the guy's head, and then produced a piece of rope or something and wrapped it around his neck. "What the--" Tanner started. "Oh--it's that mortal detective, Cursive Caxopy, I think." Fluffy said. "Yeah, that's Cursive Caxopy all right--and hard at work, from the looks of it." Thread commented. Cursive Caxopy then roughly pulled the man to his feet and slapped him across the face. He looked weakened and was grabbing at his neck. Then a subway pulled in, and when it stopped and opened its doors, Cursive roughly pushed the man in. Then the subway departed. "Gee," Tanner said, "is that what mortals do around here?" "Some of them." Fluffy said. "Cursive and her sister Elaine are into the whole rough thing, but most mortals are a bit more reserved. Anyway, why don't we go and see the pinball alcove now? I don't enjoy gawking at Evan all day." "Sounds good to me!" Tanner said. As Tanner Loblolly, Fluffy Netherfuck, and Little Red Thread were leaving the Evan portal, a weird little guy came up to them. He was short, pudgy, wore thick-lensed eyeglasses, had thinning light blond hair, and looked extremely nerdy and pathetic. "Uh--uh--uh--" he stuttered urgently. "Oh, it's you Chive Moron. Hello." Fluffy said. "Eh--uh--the--" Chive Moron continued. "What's the matter?" Thread asked. "Ta--Fisher--ta--" he said. "What?" Fluffy asked. "Ta--Fisher--kindap--" "What about Little Fisher?" Thread asked. "Ta--kindap--Fisher kindap--" " Kidnapped?" Fluffy asked "Fisher was kidnapped?" "R--r--r--" Chive Moron stuttered hopelessly. "Look!" Tanner said, pointing to a door on the other side of the Cellar. They heard Fisher squeal as they saw the door slam. "Shit! Fisher's been kidnapped!" Thread said. "Yeah--let's go!" Fluffy said as she broke into a run across the floor. Tanner and Thread followed. They reached the door and Fluffy swung it open. They saw shadows at the other end of the upwardly-slanting corridor. "Where does this lead?" Tanner asked as they ran up the hallway. "Parking garage." Fluffy answered. Tanner had difficulty keeping up with Fluffy, even running as fast as he could. They got to a steel door to the right at the end of the corridor, and Fluffy tried to open it, but it was locked. "Shit! They locked it!" Fluffy exclaimed. "Stand back Tanner." Tanner backed away, and then Fluffy stood motionless for a few seconds with a look of rage on her face. She brought her arm back and then powerfully punched the door with an immense force, denting it and knocking it off its hinges. The door was still hanging on, so she kicked it twice, and the door fell. "Jeez!" Tanner exclaimed. "Come on!" Fluffy yelled. They stepped out into the parking garage just as a dirty blue station wagon passed by the door. They could see Little Fisher in the back window motioning and screaming for help. "Damn it!" Fluffy exclaimed as she started running in the opposite direction as the station wagon was headed. "Where are we going?" Tanner huffed as he followed her. "To my car of course!" she yelled. -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----