...

Okay.

If I won't post another chapter until you post another chapter, and you won't post another chapter until I post another chapter...

Um...

Oops?

Then why should we post here if we're all going to post at four-eyes' (gram?) story.

I just figured out a loophole to this standoff. You have to find it on your own.

+

Post at the same time. NOW.

Or trojan them and rip the chapter off their computer >.>...

>_>



CT: It wouldn't be much use to post, even at the exact same time as Acid, if I have nothing to put into my story yet. But fear not, Chapter 8 of SoT is almost finished, and Chapter 19 of E:JF is progressing well enough.

The real question is: where's Acid?

“Foo wantsh Phish!!!”
Acid groaned. “Phish can’t come here right now. I’m sorry.”
“FOO WANTSH PHISHY WISHY!!!”
“You know, Foo, if Phish EVER hears you call him that, he’s going to kill you.
“Well, Phish didn’t hear that, did he, Ashid?” Foo grinned.
“Well, I’m warning you.”
“Foo wantsh Phish!”
“Foo, if you don’t shut up right now-“
Acid’s expression went blank for a moment, as he didn’t know what he would do. “I’ll do something really bad.”
“How bad?”
“REALLY bad.”
“Bad ash in I’m going to kill you bad or bad ash in even worshe?”
“worse.”
“Okay I’ll shut up.” Foo hastily replied.
A nearby zookeeper had heard Foo’s demand. Just as Foo was saying he was shutting up, the zookeeper put down a bucket of fish in the enclosure, and walked away.
The animals stared at the bucket of fish, then burst out laughing.
“Foo wanted Phish, so he got fish!” Joked Acid.
Foo jumped over to the bucket, and selected a nice, big wet one. “Everybody be quiet or I’ll shlap you with a trout!” he joked.
This was more than anyone could stand. Everybody fell over laughing.
Everybody was laughing at the animal’s antics. It seemed that for now, being locked up wouldn’t be THAT bad.

Fawriel looked at Jazz. “So, what’s your plan?”
“I’ve got a certain mercenary in mind…”
Fawriel’s eyes widened. “WHAT? For one thing, she’s going to work for you, for another, you can afford it?!?”
Jazz rolled his eyes. “For one thing, I haven’t contacted her yet, for another, I’m the flippin’ KING OF CARROTUS! Don’t you think that would increase my income slightly?”
Fawriel got the point. “So, er, um, when are you going to contact her?”
“Well, if you’ll excuse me, I will do so now.” Jazz flipped on the telescreen. “Contact: Phantom Eclipse.” The screen showed static for a few seconds, then an image of the starship’s interior appeared. “Come in Phantom Eclipse.”
Coppertop, almost as if she had expected to be contacted, replied, “Phantom eclipse reporting, who is this?”
“This is Jazz Jackrabbit. I have to discuss a job I have for you.”
Coppertop got straight to the point. “What’s in it for me?”
“10,000 carrotian credits in advance, and another 10,000 once you complete the mission.”
Coppertop grinned. “Accepted. What kind of mission is this?”



Well, since 4I Falcon did his part in updating E:JF, I've taken the liberty of updating.
Yay. Sorry about the huge wait, and short section, but I've been very busy -_-
Copper's in! w00t!
SNARFCHEESEDONUT

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Thxes Ashid! *falls down the stairs*

Lessee... Chapter 7 was a chapter of jokes. Chapter 8 will be a chapter of things that go boom.

Hm...

I don't remember Foo even being able to speak coherently in your older stories. Did he upgrade his brain from 0.1 to 0.2beta, or something?

Actually, I'd say it's closer to 0.8. This time, he can actually put together a logical, grammatically correct English sentence.

Bravo.

YES! That's me EXACTLY! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!

Shutting up now. Ohyeah, good part Acid.

The next day…

Chuck confronted Moe. “We’ve got a situation on our hands. The police have found out about our new animals, and so we have to get rid of them. I have a friend who’s agreed to pick them up for us. He’s also getting the weapons. He’s coming at 12:00, so smarten yourself up.”
Moe nodded, then went off to clean up.

“Acid, what time is it?” asked Phoenix Wing.
“11:55.”
“What happened to the exact amount of seconds and hundredths of a second?”
“I got tired of doing it. Hello, what’s this?” The zookeepers were opening the door. They beckoned to the animals inside, and then left. The animals followed them, not knowing what else to do. They got lead to a large van, and pushed into the back end. A few seconds later, it started rumbling off.

A while later, Foo got restless.
“FOO WANTSH TO DRIVE TEH CAR!!!”
“No, Foo, I’m afraid you can’t.”
“BUT FOO WANTSH TO!!!” Foo started hammering on the screen dividing the cargo and the driver areas. The driver lowered the screen to tell Foo to shut up, which was his biggest mistake. Foo dived through the new opening, and wrestled into the driver’s seat.
“AGHFOO!!!” Acid yelled. “NO!”
“Foo already gotsh hish driversh lishenshe!” called Foo, dodging cars and driving around in circles.
“Foo, let me drive for a sec.” Coaxed Acid.
“NO!”
“Come on, just for a sec, then I’ll let you drive again.”
“NO! FOO WANTSH TO DRIVE!!!”
“FOO!” Acid wrestled his wayward cousin out of the seat, and started driving the car. “Let’s see here, if we go this way, we should end up there…” Acid started driving in a southeasterly direction.
Meanwhile, Jack was investigating the driver’s area. He checked in the glove compartments, and generally being kind of goofy, as if he had never seen a car before. He actually hadn’t. At least not a human car. He was playing with the ceiling light when we accidentally hit a switch of some sort. A panel in the roof came loose. Jack, intrigued, poked his head into the hole. “OMIGOSH!!! IT’S OUR WEAPONS!!!” Retrieving his beloved blaster, he jumped back down. “DIE YOU WEAPON STEALER!!! DIE!!! DIIIEEEEEEE!!!! MWARHARHARHAR” He screamed, as he pummeled the previous driver (not Foo) with rapid bursts of energy.

“Okay, Foo, you can drive again now.”
“Wheefun!” Foo took up the driver’s seat.
The Van was cruising along at a leisurely 70 MPH now. (If you say 70 MPH is not leisurely, just think they were going about 140 MPH previously.) Foo was still driving, until he saw something that made him screech and slam on the brakes.
“FOO, WHAT THE FARGUS WAS THAT?!?” screamed Jack. Foo just pointed out the window, at the speed limit sign they were about to pass, followed by the radar speed detection thing. “Oh. Aren’t those things strange?”



Whee... FINALLY

HOOHA I BLASTED SOMETHING WOOHOO

I'm sure Jack's pleased. Thanks much, Acid.

*trundles off to go do (more) work on SoT*

ROFL

Hey!! Cool story man!! Real nice

“Okay, Foo, turn left here.”
“Left?”
“Right.”
“Right? Okay!”
“NO, FOO!!! LEFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!” Foo turned the van sharply to the right, causing all the inhabitants to be thrown to the left of the car. The steering wheel caught on turn right, and the van smashed into a building on the corner.
“Ugh. Nice job, Foo. REEEEAAAAAL smooth.” Groaned Electrik. “Ah well, it can’t get any worse, can it?”
Suddenly, there was a loud crash. The animals got out of their van, to see a large ceramic fish had landed on the top. “Hey, Acid, I hope you know where we’re going, because that car’s kinda useless now.” Said Jack. As he finished the sentence, the van was buried in bricks.
“Well, It’s a good thing we got out of the car.” Murmured Acid.
“And took our weapons with us!” Jack added, as he clutched his most prized possession.
“So, you DO know where we are, right?” Questioned Pheonix Wing.
“Er, nope!”
“Great. Should we ask for directions?”
“Well, not here,” said Acid, pointing at the now building who no longer had a fish, and was missing a great deal of its bricks. “I have a feeling they’re going to be less than friendly.”

“Well, that was a good deal, wasn’t it? We got rid of those animals and guns and got PAID for it!” said Chuck, counting bills.
“We should do this more often! Shoving illegal stuff into other people’s arms while taking their money!”
The door to their office opened, and a police officer stepped in. “You are under arrest.”
“WHAT TH-“
BOOM.
All three in the office whirled around to look out the window, to see a large ship blowing apart the zoo.
“WHAT THE *beeeeeeeep*?!?!?”

“Jazz, I don’t see any sign of them. Apparently, they were removed.”
“Blast. Where could they have gone now?”
“I don’t know. Wait a second, I see some road flares going up.”
“That’s probably not them. They don’t know about you being there.”
“There’s a small chance anyways. And we have to start searching!”

“WHEEFUNBOOM!!!” Foo was enjoying himself pulling road flares out of Batty’s backpack and setting them off. He had turned most of his fun completely black in the process, and was still doing so.
“Foo, for the last time, stop! If we get seen by the humans-”
“What’sh that?” asked Foo, pointing into the sky. A large ship was hovering above them.
“What the… What the heck is Copper doing here?”
Electrik socked him in the stomach. “Rescuing us, maybe. Remember how Fawriel wasn’t there?”
Acid’s expression changed from confusion to thinking to realization to excitement. Then all the Animals started raiding Batty’s backpack, pulling out flares and setting them off.

...hee ;)

Another chapter, posted right under my nose. Congratulations, I'm confused.

A mexcellent chapter. Foo is still unpredictably crazy, and it constantly sets me off laughing. Good job.

By the way, when do I get to riddle Chuck's useless body full of holes with my "most prized possession"?

HOO HA

The return trip was short, and uneventful. When they got back to Carrotus, they made sure Chuck and Moe ended up in jail. However, Acid, Electrik, Copper and Fawriel all had to restrain Jack Flash to keep him from vaporizing them. Everything pretty much settled down after that. Jiaike and Omicron left shortly after their return to Carrotus, and nobody knows where they went. From that day on, communications with the humans went smoothly.

Epilogue:

“And so, that’s my story. I enjoyed sharing it with you guys.” Acid looked at all the happy faces in the war tavern, applauding him. He signaled Ducky over, grinning. “So, about the free drink…”
“Eh. That story was short. But I will give you the drink, as long as I get something for it.”
“Yeah?”
“Take me along for whatever adventure you’re gonna do next. I’m starting to get tired of serving drinks, and I could use a little fame.” She grinned.
“But, who’s going to run the tavern while you’re gone?”
“I’ve already set it up with Copper.”
“Trust Copper with the admin rod? You’ve got to be kidding.” They both laughed.
“So, is it a deal, or not?”
“Deal.”

Yes, the time has come. It was a short story, but a short story is better than one that goes on too long, relying on repeats and terrible plots... *cough*the story which is still nameless*cough*

I'm posting a poll about what I should write next. I hope you enjoyed this story, and think the ending is satisfactory!

/me peers about.

The end? Already?!

Ah well. 'Twas a good story. Good job, Acid.

*awaits the next story*


/me checks again

I didn't get to kill Chuck?! Blasphemous!

"WHEEFUNBOOM!"
*dies from laughing*
Awesome story, Acid ... two thumbs up!