Gaaa! Run! It's another blasted nOOb fanfic!

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
I have a plot hole to iron out first though...

Ouch. Those are not funny.  Hope you get it sorted out.

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Shouldn't be a problem, it's not a big one.  More soon 

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Apologies for the double post, but I got bored this afternoon.  Really bored.



I'm such a meanie...next time I'll do something nasty to Cubert, I promise!

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write more fic instead!

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
Apologies for the double post, but I got bored this afternoon. Really bored.

Considering what I emailed you, I wouldn't be surprise if that was my fault. 

Fry in prison, do I sense a trend here? 
Great art, more of that please!

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Originally posted by Blane:
write more fic instead!

Fear not...the next bit has been sent off for beta-ing. Finally.        I have been slack with the fic...having one of those horrid writer's block thingies.  They suck.

Haven't started on yours yet Corvus, I'll do so now before you decide to hate me for taking too long...   

EDIT: esso got back to me sooner than expected...Thanks muchly 

Part 3:

“Ok Bender, Fry, we’re approaching the planet.  I’ll need you to be ready to make the delivery as soon as we’ve landed.  I don’t wanna hang around any longer than I have to.”  Leela called out to her crew, gazing out the front window at the large, predominantly green planet looming before her.

   “Hey Leela, this planet’s supposed to be deserted!  Who are we gonna deliver it to?” yelled Fry, who had ventured out of his small sleeping chamber and was relaxing on the lounge. 

   “Well actually Fry…I have no idea. The professor just said we had to deliver it to these co-ordinates, so that’s what we’re gonna do.”  Leela struggled to hide her irritation at her friend.  She was well aware that he was guilty of disposing of his lunch in her beloved pet’s food dish, but was determined not to lose her cool.  He hadn’t done it maliciously, he just hadn’t thought about it before he did it.  Despite her determination, her words came out harsher than she had intended.

   “So….” Said Bender with growing enthusiasm, “we’re just gonna dump it and leave it?”

As the surface of Amazon 6 hovered closer, the crew could see that it was indeed heavily forested, with no space to land.  The ship crashed through the thick underbrush of the forest, coming to rest, rather inelegantly, in the branches of a huge tree overlooking a swamp.

   “Way to land, Leela.” Came a voice from underneath the upturned lounge.

   “Shut up, Fry.”

Exiting the ship proved to be a difficult affair; the crew were forced to scramble out the cargo hatch and awkwardly climb down through the branches of the tree.  Leela of course was the first to reach the ground.  She gazed up at the ship, hanging precariously over the swamp in a tree that scarcely looked as though it would support its weight, wishing yet again that she had opted to bring Nibbler with her in case something untoward happened.  Bender swung gleefully from branch to branch before alighting on solid ground near his captain. 

Fry was left the dubious honour of bringing the package.  He was not the most agile person in the world, and the fact that the package was rather large and awkward to hold meant that the odds of reaching dry land in one piece were stacked against him.

   “Fry, can you hurry up with that package?  I’d like to get out of here before sunset.”

   “Nurgghh!” came the strangled reply. Not surprisingly, he lost his grip on the cargo, sending it falling into the swamp.  Leela groaned.  Typical.  Luckily the package landed near to the shore and she wouldn’t have to swim to it. 

With her face set to ‘scowl’ the cyclops stepped into the swamp and waded over to the package.  She had no sooner plucked it from the murky water than a cry sounded above her.

   “Look out be-“  The cry was cut painfully short as Fry landed on top of her, sending himself, his captain, and the package crashing beneath the surface. 

The single remaining crew member gazed disdainfully at his meatbag workmates as first one, then the other emerged spluttering from beneath the murk.  Bender made a very human snort of contemptuous amusement as Fry flailed around in the waist deep marsh-water, screaming that he couldn’t swim. 

Leela spat out a mouthful of the foul stuff and narrowed her eye at the delivery boy.  She reached back down and pulled out the package; hopefully it had not been too badly damaged during the incident.  The cost of it would come out of her paycheck otherwise, regardless of the fact that it was clearly Fry’s fault and not hers.  The captain, package under one arm, dragged him out of the swamp.

Amazon 6 was a very warm planet; warm and humid.  The two humans dried off fairly rapidly; the stench of the marsh, however, did not dissipate upon drying.  Grimacing, Leela pulled from her pocket a sodden map that the professor had given to her upon their departure.  “Ok, we’re about here…we need to be about…here.” She said, pointing.  “Just over that hill.”  Fry looked at where she was pointing.  He all but collapsed at the sight of a mountain roughly comparable to something that one would see in the Andes.

   “Right.  Just over that hill.” He stated in disbelief.  The air around him suddenly became very oppressive as he thought of the journey ahead of him.  Why was it that Leela never landed closer to their destination?

The crew continued on through the jungle, with Leela in the lead hacking away branches with a machete that she kept conveniently in her boot for such occasions, and Bender strolling along nonchalantly behind her.  Fry brought up the rear, struggling not to collapse with exhaustion, and occasionally letting out a strangled moan.  The stench emanating from his clothes courtesy of the marsh was almost overpowering.

   “Quit yer complaining meatbag, we all got our jobs to do!”

   “But Bender, you’re not doing anything!”

   “Sure I am.  I’m holding the map.  I’m the navigator.”

   “No you’re not.  I’m holding the map,” interjected Leela.  “Now go help Fry before he collapses.  Our insurance doesn’t cover that.”

   “Bite my shiny metal ass!”

Still need to think of a name for this dubious work of mastery...*snorts derisively at self*
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I'm not anti-social, people just piss me off!

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
 “Way to land, Leela.” Came a voice from underneath the upturned lounge.

Wonder why Fry is complaining, I mean it's not like she's flying through a billboard once a week, right? 

 

Originally posted by fryismyhero:
 “No you’re not. I’m holding the map,” interjected Leela. “Now go help Fry before he collapses. Our insurance doesn’t cover that.”

I really laughed at that one.. I mean, do they even have an insurance? 

 

Originally posted by fryismyhero:
Haven't started on yours yet Corvus, I'll do so now before you decide to hate me for taking too long...

No, I'm not going to hate you! Take your time. I'm in no rush, I'm not going anywhere soon. No seriously, I've been super glued to my office chair. 

Good update, you really got me waiting for the next part! So, um, more?

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More soon.  For now here's a pic where I finally decided to be nice to Fry for once.

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Aw, dat's sho shweet! 
And I liked the update, too. Keep it up!

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OMGWTFBBQ!!!!!

Holy zombie jesus, it's an update!!


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Presently the crew reached the top of the hill.  Or, more correctly, Leela and Bender reached the top of the hill, their breath catching as they took in the view.  Fry arrived a few minutes later, having resorted to dragging the package along by its strings.  He collapsed upon arrival, panting heavily.
   
   “Hey jerkwad, you’re missing the view!”  Bender called back to him.  Fry managed to drag himself to his feet and gaze around.  His legs promptly gave out on him again.  Leela, giving him no sympathy, badgered him until he slowly rose again and continued onward down the other side of the hill.  The captain and the robot quickly overtook him.

Halfway down the hill Leela heard a steadily increasing “gaaaaaAAAAAAAA!” and turned around just in time to see Fry and the package tumbling headfirst down into the valley in front of them.  He disappeared into the thick vegetation below.  She heard a faint cry of “Ow, my spleen!”  She rolled her eye.  “Idiot,” she grumbled to herself.  She was too busy grumbling to notice the small rock jutting out in front of her. 

“gaaaaaAAAAAAAA!”  She tripped over it and tumbled head first toward Fry, who was slowly picking himself up off the ground.  He gave a small yelp as Leela smacked heavily into him, sending him crashing back down.

The dust cleared to reveal Fry lying on his back, staring up at his captain who was straddling him (yes, THAT position, and get your mind out of the gutter will you??  I’m trying to tell a story here!). 

   “Oh, er, hey, um, Leela-“he started, with a self-conscious smile.  Leela was frozen in mute embarrassment.  Just then Bender strolled into the awkward scene. 

“Heh heh, everyone’s clumsy but Bender- ohhhhhhhhhh….”  He stopped abruptly at the sight of his comrades, eyes extending out of their sockets.  “Geez, get a room why don’t you!”

Leela jumped up in a panic before launching into a long tirade at Fry.  “Fry, you clumsy moron!  That package could be fragile- or explosive!  You could have damaged it!  Our insurance doesn’t cover damage like that!” The hapless delivery boy was rooted to the spot by his captain’s hissy fit, cringing and attempting to sink further and further into the ground while saying ‘sorry’ over and over until he began to zone out. 

Why’s Leela being so mean to me?  He thought to himself, sighing inwardly.  It’s not like I try to goof up.  It just happens for some reason.

It’s because you’re an idiot!

But I’m NOT an idiot!

Yes, you are. 

No, I’m NOT!  He looked up at a still yelling Leela, but it was like the sound was turned off.

Are too!

Am not!

Are too!

AM NOT!!!

Geez, no wonder Leela won’t go out with you.  You’re so stupid you’re losing an argument with yourself.

Fry sighed audibly.  Leela stopped, mid sentence, and glared balefully at him.  “Have you even been listening to a word I’ve said?”  He stared at the ground, too ashamed to look at her. 

“I’m sorry Leela.”  The words were barely a whisper.

Leela threw her hands up in despair and continued tramping through the undergrowth. 

“Just pick up the package Fry.”

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Hermes Conrad, bureaucrat level 37 (an’ proud of it mon), was idly leafing through some of the delivery paperwork lying on his desk.  I mean, as idly as Hermes does anything.  Which means he was filing and stamping and reading with the same enthusiastic vigour as any other normal person would display hoeing into a bowl of chocolate icecream and double fudge topping.

   “Ok, today’s delivery.  Seems to be in order.  Now to reach for my trusty stamp an’-“ he stopped dead.  “Sweet Gandhi’s Gonads!  Professor!  PROFESSOR!”  He rushed out of his office, forms flying every which way behind him.

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It hasn't been beta'd...cos I forgot.  Sorry Esso...   

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An update? From FryIsMyHero!? A sure sign of the apocalypse!!   

 

Originally posted by fryismyhero:
The dust cleared to reveal Fry lying on his back, staring up at his captain who was straddling him

Gee, thanks. Now I have to wipe coffee off my computerscreen.   

So, um, when can we expect the next part? Like, soonish?   
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David A. Wolf

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I loved it  .  The part where Leela grumbles about Fry's idiocy and then falls down the mountain herself is just great.  Leela needs to be taken down a notch every once in awhile... (bam!).  There wasn't anything in there that I would have caught if you had sent it to me anyway, so dun worry about it.    

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Yay, writing! 

Good update FIMH. I liked the bits that Corvus and esso already pointed out. 

OK, I'm sorry, so I can't post without correcting something. So what?

 

Leela, giving him no sympathy and badgered him until he slowly rose again and continued onward down other side of the hill.

Should probably be "Leela was giving him no sympathy" or "Leela gave him no sympathy". Also, "down the other side".

So, um, what Corvus said... When can we expect the next part? 

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LMAO boy I typed that bit well didn't I...thanks for pointing it out Arkan.

Next part hopefully soon...but no promises (I am so glad I graduate from uni at the end of the year)   

Edit: bad typing all gone now 

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Heheh, now you've put "down other the side of the hill"...

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Aah crap...me have brain dumb now...

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Fantastic I just read the whole thing so far and it great so is the artwork

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Why thankyou 

Update soon I promise- mind you I have just bought a new laptop (finally upgraded to a mac) and unfortunately it doesn't have word on it.  Might be a bit fun but I shall work it out 

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Amy:yeah whatever Lelea so you're a Noob be deal i always knew that.
Fry: me too that's why you're parents live underground and are afraid to come up here.
Bender:hahaha good one there Fry.

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hey! how come everyone else gets good spam, and I get nonsense?  Geez, you go away for a week and it all goes to hell...

*walks away muttering*

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Holy hell, SHE'S BACK!!!

Damn school.

If anyone was actually reading this, here's an update...


After many hours trekking, the PE crew seemed to be no closer to their destination.  Leela, several lengths ahead, halted, allowing Fry and Bender to catch up.  Fry by this stage had been reduced to crawling along on all fours with the package tied to his back.  Bender sat atop the package, flaying him with a whip.

   “C’mon dog-boy, I haven’t got all day!  Mush!  Mush!”  Fry was too exhausted even to mumble a response. 

Leela frowned with disapproval.  This was almost too cruel, even for Bender.  “Bender, get off him.  I don’t know how much further we have to go, but I’d rather not have to carry him back to the ship with a broken back.”  She looked down at the map.    “Now, according to the professor’s map, there should be a river here.”  She looked up again.  No river, just a continuous expanse of jungle.  She turned and faced the other direction.  Still no river.

Leela frowned.  “Uhhh…guys…I think we may be…um…lost.”

Bender jumped off Fry’s back, landing heavily on the ground.  “Lost, eh?  Well you just let ol’ Bender- hey…whaddya mean, lost?”  He eyed Leela suspiciously.

   “I mean, I don’t know where we are.  There isn’t anything on the map that can give me a clue.  It’s almost like we’ve-“ she paused, looking at the offending map more closely.  Then she checked her wrist thingy™.  “Hey…wait a minute.  The professor’s given us the wrong co-ordinates!  We’re not supposed to be here at all!  We were supposed to make the delivery to-“

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   “Glamazon 6!”  Hermes shouted, shoving the offending delivery form into the still sleepy professor’s face.  “Dat shipment of beer an’ emergency contraceptives was supposed to go to Glamazon 6!  Da planet of da cheerleaders!  You’ve sent them to da wrong planet yer senile old fool!” 

   “Eh heh, whaa…?”  Professor Farnsworth blinked at his accountant.  Clearly, the old man was having trouble comprehending.  “What’s going on?  Who are you?”

   “The crew, old bat!  You’ve sent them to Amazon 6!”

   “Oh my, yes.  The uninhabited planet.  Strange place for a delivery, that.”  With that, the professor nodded back off to sleep.  Hermes threw his hands up in frustration and went to contact the Planet Express crew.

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OMGWTFBBQ she's back!
...
Who the hell are you?
I kid, I kid, I'm glad this story's back on the move again.
Beer and a survival kit? How convenient 

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
Holy hell, SHE'S BACK!!!

Damn school.

Huzzah! FryIsMyHero is back!!! *does happy dance*

 

Originally posted by fryismyhero:
If anyone was actually reading this, here's an update...

I am... if I'm allowed to count myself as anyone? 

 

Originally posted by fryismyhero:
After many hours trekking, the PE crew seemed to be no closer to their destination.  Leela, several lengths ahead, halted, allowing Fry and Bender to catch up.  Fry by this stage had been reduced to crawling along on all fours with the package tied to his back.  Bender sat atop the package, flaying him with a whip.

Cruel and unusual.. yep that's Bender alright!   

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Pretty good story so far. 

Actually it is lightyears away from what your thread's title suggests - what with "blasted n00b fanfic". But that only shows how talented you are. All good artists and authors think of their own work as something average dull, even if it is amazing.

I really like how you describe the characters. They are close to how they are like in the TV series, but you've added your own touch to the description.

Those half comic/ half photography pictures are pretty nice, too.

 

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Hang on, people were reading this?  wow.  Thanks much for the comments everyone, I might just keep writing this story since I've finished uni till February when I start a postgrad course...

Glad to see you're still here Corvus, have you got any fics on the go?

I titled the thread thus as I enjoy taking the piss out of myself     It's fun.

Hi Tastes Like Fry, you must've joined after I went on a several-months-long uni-induced break from PEEL.  Actually maybe not, as I suspect that Corvus would be the only one who'd remember me   

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Haha, planet of the cheerleaders...

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The dumbest planet in the known universe   

WTF??  Two updates in quick succession? 

A tired and dishevelled Planet Express crew arrived at the landing site just upon nightfall.  Leela called a halt, and looked around.  Bender stood beside her, dumping a still unconscious Fry carelessly to the ground with a dull thud.

   “Ok, we’ll just spend the night in the ship and take off in- OH MY GOD!”  she dropped the package in shock as she spotted the tail fins of the ship disappearing slowly into the muddy swamp that had doubled for a landing pad.  Leela just stood there, unable to speak.

   “Well, we’re boned.” Said Bender nonchalantly, taking a cigar out of his chest compartment.  He swiped a match against Fry to light it.  “So, what’s your plan, captain?” The word took on a not-so-subtle derisive tone.

   I don’t know.”  Leela could barely force the words out.  “Our only forms of communication are on the ship.”  She slumped down next to Fry and rested her head in her hands.  Then she looked up, having thought of something.  “Bender, do you think you could swim down to the ship and get inside?”

With some trepidation Bender stepped went over to the border of the swamp.  As he was mid-step over the edge a large fin rose from the murky substance and then slowly receded, leaving no trace of its existence.  That made his mind up.  The robot squealed and sprinted back to Leela, hopping from foot to foot and shaking his hands in agitation upon reaching her.  Leela rolled her eye, strode over to the swamp herself and dove gracefully into the mud.  After a few seconds she resurfaced and began making her way over to where they last saw the ship. 

Leela had not gotten more than ten yards out when the owner of the aforementioned fin rose out of the water before her, brown and dripping with mud.  Shrieking, she made an about face and began floundering her way back to the edge of the swamp.

It was too late.  Leela felt something clamp onto her leg.  Too shocked and frightened even to feel any pain, she was pulled under the surface by the hideous swamp creature.

Bender, panicking, was at the edge of the swamp almost instantly.   He stood there, frantically looking around for something that might help.  Not finding anything he steeled himself to jump in after his captain.  Suddenly Leela’s head appeared out of the muck, gasping.

   “Bender, do something.  Please, Bender, you gotta-“ she was cut off abruptly as the creature pulled her back under.

In a flash of inspiration, Bender extended his arms into the mud and fished around for anything that might be Leela.  “C’mon, c’mon, she’s gotta be here somewhere….aha!”  He lifted and retracted his arms, pulling something from the swamp.  He stared discerningly up at his friend, hanging by her ponytail and coughing up mud.  He set her down on the solid ground next to Fry and waited for her to recover.  The delivery boy lay still, oblivious to the excitement unfolding before him.

“Got a plan B?” he asked after a little while.  Trying desperately to remain calm. Leela couldn’t bring herself to respond.  Bender, shrugging, sat down beside her and continued smoking his cigar.  After a moment’s silence, he piped up randomly:

   “Hey, what if we used this remote communication device I had installed last week?”

Leela moaned, “Oh, it’s not going to do any good, we’re going to be stuck here forever…wait, what??”  She looked up at the robot, not quite believing what he had just said.  Anger soon overcame her bewilderment and she lunged for Bender, knocking him to the ground.

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
Glad to see you're still here Corvus, have you got any fics on the go?

Yes.. I got a couple brewing. 

 

Originally posted by fryismyhero:Actually maybe not, as I suspect that Corvus would be the only one who'd remember me   

Wah? Who are you again? 
I was happy to see that you're back and with a double update of your fic and art! You truly rock!!

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Yes.  Yes I do.

*FIMH laughs derisively at herself*

good to hear you have fics on the go too, have you posted anything that I may read?

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Awesome fic! I'd love to read more... whenever that may be.

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
good to hear you have fics on the go too, have you posted anything that I may read?

I have re-started Somewhere I Belong and I've begun writing on an other Fic which I posted a teaser for here.

And a drabble too!

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Cool stuff.
Y'know, there was another guy I remember whose spaceship sunk into a swamp. As I recall, a little green dude recovered it with psychokinesis, or 'The Force'.

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Funny you should say that...   There may be a star wars reference or two in there somewhere...

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I just hope Leela doesn't turn out to be Fry's sister... that'd be wrong.

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*considers coldy's comment*

Maybe...

Nah, I'm not that cruel.


Mind you I am trying to work on a Star Wars parody...I am failing dismally but I'm trying    I still have a plot hole I'm trying to re-work on this fic.

Oh, and I have to think of a title.

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I suspect that Corvus would be the only one who'd remember me

  Hey, I remember you too.  You're that person...  With that story thing.  Right?

whoah, I need to check the fanart/fiction page more often.  Great update, fryIsMyHero.

 

Damn school.

<Scruffy> Second. </Scruffy>


 

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
Mind you I am trying to work on a Star Wars parody...

Some ancient little alien who structures his sentences in reverse much enjoyed would be.

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Hey look, it's esso!  w00t!

So, a Yoda fan you are.  I'm still trying to work out which futurama characters would translate into which star wars characters.  They have to work out for maximum funniness.

Is funniness even a word??

Anyhoo, an update is on the cards but since the file is on my external hard drive and I am currently unable to access it due to a bedroom de-decoration, you'll all have to wait.  Bet you're all devestated.  Not.

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Originally posted by fryismyhero:

Anyhoo, an update is on the cards but since the file is on my external hard drive and I am currently unable to access it due to a bedroom de-decoration, you'll all have to wait.  Bet you're all devestated.  Not.

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooo!!! </Vader>
For some reason that quote felt appropriate. 

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Okies I'm all set up with the external hard drive (I got the shits with waiting)

Am writing now   

EDIT: Stuff it, here's the next bit.  I ain't the most patient person alive.

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“Geez, Leela, you didn’t have to pull me limb from limb.”  Bender picked up his right arm and re-attached it, glaring at a still fuming Leela. 

   “I wouldn’t have needed to if you’d just told me you had a remote communicator device installed!”

   “You didn’t ask!”  he shrugged as well as a robot built without shoulders could.  “And besides, I was only gonna use it to access hookerbot chatlines anyway!”

Leela let out an exaggerated sigh, picking up a foot cup belonging to Bender.  “Ok, how does it work?”

Bender opened his chest compartment and pulled out a handset with cable dangling.  He handed it to Leela and plugged the cable into a socket in the back of his head.  He then proceeded to turn a small dial on the side of his body, searching for a signal.

   “C’mon…c’mon….”  Suddenly the tip of the robot’s antenna flashed red and a violent shudder coursed his metallic body.  “Aah, now we’re in business!”

Leela held the handset, looking expectantly at him.  “Do I talk into it?”

   “What do you normally do with a phone, meatbag?”  Came the sarcastic response.

Leela shrugged and began to speak, loudly and clearly.  “This is Captain Turanga Leela of the Planet Express ship.  My crew and I are marooned on the planet Amazon 6.  Co-ordinates are as follows: 133 . 059 . 3306.  I repeat, we are marooned on Amazon 6 and request assistance.”  She held her hand over the receiver.  “Now what?”

   “We sit and wait for some chump to answer.”

It was slowly getting dark, and every last speck of food was on board the sunken space ship.  With nothing to do but wait, the pair went about preparing a makeshift camp.  Leela gathered what suitable kindling she could find and rustled up some matches for a fire.  Bender sat around and drank beer.  Fry, still unconscious, lay where Bender had dumped him, occasionally letting out a soft whimper.

Leela kneeled down next to her redheaded friend and briefly inspected him.  She wasn’t overly concerned- Fry had a habit of sleeping on the job.  She was, in fact, a little relieved that he wasn’t screwing things up for once like the time, while on an important delivery to the DOOP headquarters, he mistook the ambassador from Nylar IV for a piece of giant dental floss and proceeded to floss his teeth with him.  The entire crew was arrested by the DOOP for the incident.  Leela could have gladly kicked his ass but for the look of such innocent gratitude he gave her after she had managed to talk their way out of a conviction.

She glanced down at him again as he sighed in his sleep.  That was the problem with Fry- she could never stay mad at him, no matter what he did.  She couldn’t decide whether that fact comforted her or frustrated her beyond words.  With a bemused smile, Leela shook her head at her friend and settled down for the night.