|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- THE WATERALLIDGE EDGE--CUP 3--"INERTIA" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  The Waterallidge Edge  ||  -------> (Cup SRwe003, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Sliding, sliding... The sliding was amazing... picking up speed... wonderful curves... cute and crazy lighted backdrops... just the thing for kids... pampered brats of the rich of Tog's Villa... a city now ruined by nature gone haywire... Then, suddenly, Perspective Quartz Mahoney stopped. Just stopped. He was alone and it was silent, inside a huge space full of slides and bright colors. Sitting on the slide, he was motionless. There was no gravity to pull him down. But that wasn't it... that wasn't what felt so horrific... "Inertia!" Mahoney screamed, but his voice sounded tiny and flat. "No more... no more..." He broke out into tears which neither fell nor moved much at all. "It's not fair!" he yelled. "We let nature go too far! We let it get out of control!" He wished his words would echo in that enormous space, but they didn't even come close to an echo. He sniffled a couple of times and then moved to wipe the tears from around his eyes, but totally misjudged it and wound up smacking his other arm. He tried again, trying to compensate for the lack of inertia, and managed to lift his sunglasses, Darnalt Knocking Salt, and smear the liquid around his face a little. Then he held the sunglasses in front of him. "Oh Darnalt, where... what happened to the fun?" The glasses wriggled a little in his weak grasp. "PEARCE! DUNCER!" he moaned, but there was no reply, no echo... Alone. But not alone. Darnalt Knocking Salt was a person, once his woman, now nothing more than a pair of flying sunglasses... and she thought it would be fun... to be sunglasses for awhile... and maybe it was... for awhile... but when she knew for sure she was stuck in that form... it wasn't much fun anymore... "I wish I could have you back as you were..." Mahoney sobbed. "Here at the end of all things... when rogue nature finally wins her war against us... finally wipes out all things human." Omothopberg, the city of men, no women allowed. They were stuck in an alternate reality, and the only way home was deep inside Omothopberg. So the girls used the magic they were so resplendent and pregnant with at the time to disguise themselves as inanimate objects... a cigarette lighter, a belt, a pair of sunglasses... -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----