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coldangel

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« Reply #80 on: 12-21-2006 21:34 »

Gee, I hope he comes around soon. That's getting toward coma-length.
Nice shippy train of thought.


 
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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.

Zoidberg = Jar Jar Binks... or Chewbacca, depending on his mood.
"Deacpodians no dyin' without a fight. Wesa warriors, why not?. Wesa got a grand army. Dat's why yousa no liken us, mesa tinks... are you going to eat that egg roll?"

Farnsworth = Old Obi-Wan Kenobi, or an amusing senile satire of Palpatine.
Farnsworth: "Professor Farnsworth... Farnsworth... Now there's a name I've not heard in a long, long time. A long time, oh my yes..."
Fry: "You do know him then?"
Farnsworth: "Of course I know him...he's me! At least I think he is... now I'm not so sure..."

"The Force is strong with this one... oh my yes... who are we talking about?"

Robot 1-X = R2D2

Bender = a complete inversion of C3P0.
"I'm Bender - human/cyborg relations, and this is my counterpart, some jerk."
"All this excitement has overrun the circuitry in my counterpart here. If you don't mind, I'd like to take him down to a pawn shop and sell his parts for booze money."

fryismyhero

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« Reply #81 on: 12-21-2006 22:28 »

I can do Hubie-Wan Kenubi, no probs  wink  That will be fun to write...

I'm also thinking the obvious Phil Frywalker, Princess Leela and Zapp as Han Solo.

The others I'm still up in the air about.  I was gonna do bender as R2-D2, but now that you mention it bender as C-3PO would be a million times better.

I might also include Jar-jar binks, but only so I can kill his annoying ass off in the most painful way imaginable.

Back on topic- Fry will wake up shortly.  But he'll be changed somewhat.  Man, this is starting to sound like Days of Our Lives. *insert dramatic soapie music here*
coldangel

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« Reply #82 on: 12-21-2006 22:32 »

Eeep... but that would imply Leela as Fry's siter... and Zapp would be her lover!   puke
Mmmm, it's complicated.
If I were doing it, I'd make Fry Han Solo, Zapp would be a hilariously inept Darth Vader, and in the role of Luke Skywalker...


SCRUFFY!!


fryismyhero

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« Reply #83 on: 12-21-2006 22:58 »
« Last Edit on: 12-22-2006 00:00 »

Nah I'd change the plot a bit, make references to the original skywalker twins but not, if that makes sense   wink

Zapp as Vader...hmmmmm....now that could be amusing...with a while pile of Kif-clone storm troopers...

I was going to do him as Solo so he could constantly make passes at leela and fail dismally every time...

In any case, I have to finish this one first- I have a decent amount of time to think about it   smile

EDIT:  I have reached a bit of a block in this fic.  Long story short- I need suggestions.  We all know that Fry is a moron and tends to do moronic things, but can anyone give me some ideas as to what sort of behaviour would be really moronic, even for Fry?  Extra points if you come up with something that would really disgust Leela.  The funnier the better.

cheers  smile
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« Reply #84 on: 12-23-2006 06:07 »

Can anyone help me on this one?  Puh-leeeeeze???

*smiles sweetly and bats eyelashes*
Tastes Like Fry

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« Reply #85 on: 12-28-2006 17:50 »

Erm... Leela asks Fry to find water, she wants it for drinking water, but Fry misunderstands and thinks she wants to wash. With the fresh water he randomly finds, Fry makes a romantic mud bath  flirt
Tastes Like Fry

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« Reply #86 on: 01-05-2007 19:40 »

Are you going to keep writing? *puppy eyes*
fryismyhero

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« Reply #87 on: 01-05-2007 20:49 »

Yeah, I'm still trying to get over my little block  wink  Hopefully an update is on the cards this week  smile

Not today, I have a wedding to go to but maybe I'll tackle it tomorrow.
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« Reply #88 on: 01-06-2007 21:04 »
« Last Edit on: 01-06-2007 21:04 »

Looky looky, it's an update, full of update-y goodness.

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A thousand needles of light pierced her eyelid, dissolving her only defence against the sunrise.  Leela winked several times before reluctantly giving in and opening her eye.  With a groan she sat up and surveyed the scene.  The fire had long since burnt itself out.  Fry was still asleep.  Bender was nowhere to be seen.  The ship had not miraculously re-emerged from the swamp during the night.  Not that she was expecting that to happen, it just would have been nice if it had.

A steadily increasing crashing sound alerted the captain to something behind her.  Before she would even begin to ponder what that something might be, Bender leapt over her head from the darkness of the jungle and landed in front of her.  He held some sort of nondescript carcass proudly aloft for Leela to admire.

   “Breakfast is served!”  The robot stated grandly as he stuffed the carcass into his chest compartment, which evidently doubled as a pressure cooker.  After a short while his chest-oven dinged, its contents ready.  Bender pulled it out.  It disintegrated.  Leela, admittedly, was not overly upset.

   “Ohhhh….”  Bender whined.  “I fought a space vulture for that!” 

Suddenly frustrated beyond rational thought, he turned to Fry.  “And why isn’t that lazy sack of flesh awake yet?  He shoulda gotten plenty of sleep yesterday!”  With that, Bender gave the delivery boy a swift and none too gentle kick in the ribs.  Fry gave no reaction apart from a small groan.

   “If he’s just gonna lie there then he won’t complain if I take his wallet,” the robot said, more to himself than anybody else.  He nudged the delivery boy over onto his stomach and reached into his back pocket.  Said wallet was, predictably, empty.

   “Awwww….”

Leela’s brow furrowed with growing concern.  A kick like that from a 300-pound metal man should have woken Fry up immediately.  Something was wrong.  Very wrong.  She kneeled over her friend’s prostrate form and thoroughly checked him over.

To her surprise, Fry seemed to be physically fine.  Leela ran a hand through her hair, an unconscious habit she had picked up from her red-headed co-worker.  She put her hand on his forehead for a second time, just to be sure he had not suddenly developed a fever in the last thirty seconds.

   “Yeouch!” She exclaimed as a small electric current spiked between her hand and Fry’s forehead.  She jerked her hand back in surprised pain.

Fry opened his eyes and rolled onto his side, coughing and spluttering. 

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Ok now I have to dash off to the saddlery store before it closes, and then go feed the horsey.  More fic later.  Sort of worked out my block, and I may just use Tasty's mud bath idea   wink


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Tastes Like Fry

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« Reply #89 on: 01-06-2007 21:18 »

Yay Fry's awake! Finally! ... Hee, Leela conducts electricity. I do too if I've spent too long lying on the trampoline and then touch the metal bar... owie.

Mmm, mud bath. I want one, but it's way to dry at the moment. Scuse me while I go and sit in the freezer for a while.
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« Reply #90 on: 01-07-2007 00:04 »

It's actually RAINING here.  It's been raining on and off since new year's eve.  I'd almost forgotten what rain was...and today I was greeted with the sight of my horse covered head to toe in MUD.  Forgot what mud was too!
coldangel

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« Reply #91 on: 01-07-2007 00:07 »

Oh good, Fry's awake.
And it never rains but it pours.
fryismyhero

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« Reply #92 on: 01-07-2007 00:22 »

Damn, the rain stopped.  Stupid weather.

Fry is awake, but will he be the same??
*insert eerie suspicious sounding music here*
Tastes Like Fry

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« Reply #93 on: 01-07-2007 00:30 »

And now I'm getting blown away. Stupid wind.

O.o I never thought of that. I hope you haven't done anything mean to him... I know I have  evil laugh
fryismyhero

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« Reply #94 on: 01-07-2007 01:57 »

Mean?  Never.  Now cruel is another matter entirely...
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« Reply #95 on: 01-07-2007 04:56 »

Oopsie Daisy, it's a double post.
[hedonism bot] I apologise for nothing! [/hedonism bot]

Many thanks to Tasty for helping me out of a bad case of writer's block.

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Leela had always suspected that there was something wrong with Fry.  She had a hard time believing that any fully functioning human being could be so moronic on occasion.  She could never quite figure out what the origin of her suspicion was; it could have been his penchant for eating marbles, or his particularly annoying habit of singing bad classical music from the stupid ages, or it could have been the time he stuck his hand in the freezer for three solid hours just to see what would happen.  Whatever the reason, Leela certainly didn’t think her workmate was entirely normal.

With that in mind, the captain couldn’t quite comprehend the sight in front of her.  Fry had regained consciousness little more than an hour before and had seemed a little slower than normal.  Leela had simply put it down to an extended period of sleep and sent him off to find some fresh water for her.  He returned some time later claiming to have succeeded in his search mission.  Following Fry down a narrow, almost non-existent path, Leela was greeted by a small clearing with a large puddle of mud in the centre of it. 

He turned to her, obviously proud of himself.

   “Here you go Leela, just for you!  And maybe me.”  He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

Leela dropped her chin slightly and glared up at the delivery boy with a narrowed eye.  Fry froze, recognising his captain’s ‘You Had Better Give Me A Good Explanation For This Or I Will Break Your Face’ glare.

   “Uhh…you said you wanted some fresh water, but I figured that mud would be better for your complexion so I-“ he broke off his stammering explanation of the mud bath as Leela raised one end of her eyebrow in calm query.

   “I wanted fresh water for drinking, not bathing.”   She stepped up beside Fry, ready to push him back in the direction they had came.

He panicked and leapt to the ground, pre-emptively covering his head with his hands against a rage-fuelled wallop from his captain.

The wallop never came.  Leela was just that shocked.  It was all she could manage to stand there and gape at the hapless delivery boy, cowering on the ground in front of her.  Fry might be stupid, but this sort of behaviour was stupider than usual.


Fry peeked out from under his hands.  “…uh, sorry?”  His voice squeaked with fear.  Leela said nothing and nodded toward the path.  Hesitantly, he got back to his feet and allowed Leela to push him back to the campsite.

Returning to the campsite and an incredibly bored Bender, Fry gradually began to notice something wasn’t quite right.  He felt like someone had stuffed his brain with cotton wool, but wasn’t what was wrong.  At least, that wasn’t what was the most wrong.

“Leela,” he began, reluctant to say anything lest he blurt out something he mightn’t be forgiven for.  “Where’s the ship?”

   “It sank.”  That was the only explanation he got.  Leela didn’t know what her idiot friend was playing at, and she sure as Hell didn’t feel like being stuck on a deserted planet with him behaving this way.  She gave the robot an irritated glance.  “Bender, we need to send out another message.” 

Bender pulled out the remote communication device and plugged it in again before handing the receiver to Leela.  Once again, she relayed her message, this time more urgent.  “Attention all ships.  This is Captain Turanga Leela of the Planet Express ship.  My crew and I are stranded on Amazon 6.  I repeat, we are marooned on Amazon 6 and require immediate assistance.  Co-ordinates are as follows…”


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jle1993

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« Reply #96 on: 01-07-2007 07:25 »

Awww, Leela thinks Fry stupider than normal, and it seems he is. Such a shame. Still a lovely update, keep it up.
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« Reply #97 on: 01-07-2007 07:49 »

 
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“Ohhhh….”  Bender whined.  “I fought a space vulture for that!” 

Hehehe.. Bender foraging for food. Always going for the carcasses. 

 
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Ok now I have to dash off to the saddlery store before it closes, and then go feed the horsey. 

Ahh.. feeding the horse. Important to do or else they go feral?  tongue

Great updates.. nice to find not only one but two! What's wrong with Fry?? I can hardly wait for the next update!

"Finding your true love is like winning the lottery, it always happens to someone else."
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« Reply #98 on: 01-07-2007 16:07 »

Important to do or she will eat my leg off- she constantly lets me know when I am out at the paddock that she is starving to death (even if she does look like a blimp on legs)  wink

The next update will have some Zapp goodness.  Zapp is incredibly fun to write- I need to include him more...

And for you hopeless shippers, I will be doing some shippy bits later on.  I can't write shippy as well as jle or coldy but nevertheless some shippy will be there  smile
Sine Wave

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« Reply #99 on: 01-07-2007 16:55 »

Great story, keep up the good work!
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« Reply #100 on: 01-07-2007 19:42 »

I love writing Zapp.  He's such a pompous blow-hard.


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The incoming transmission alert flashed red on the dashboard.  To the crew of the Nimbus, it evoked a sense of urgency.  To Captain Zapp Brannigan, it evoked a sensuous memory of the red-light club he had visited on Little Shanghai LXIX the previous week.  He massaged his body underneath his velour uniform with delight.

   “Uh, sir, there’s an incoming transmission from- uh, sir…?”  Zapp was jerked out of his reverie by his long-suffering lieutenant.  Irritated, he glared at the little green man standing before him. 

   “What is it now, Kif?”

   “Sir, we have an-“  Zapp looked again at the red flashing light and raised his hand to stop Kif mid-sentence.  “Not now Kif, we have an incoming transmission!”

He pressed the ‘accept transmission’ button, too filled with his own importance to hear the heavy sigh behind him.  Suddenly a very familiar voice could be heard through the speaker on the dashboard.

   “-we are marooned on Amazon 6 and require immediate assistance.  Co-ordinates are as follows…”

Zapp rose from his captain’s chair and puffed out his chest.  “Kif!  Go fetch my velour thong and girdle set!  We are going to go rescue the luscious captain Leela.  And possibly her crew if we feel like it.”


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coldangel

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« Reply #101 on: 01-07-2007 20:00 »

Eww... thong...

Hah, yeah Zapp's great fun to write.
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« Reply #102 on: 01-07-2007 20:32 »

 
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Eww... thong...

That's about the reaction I was going for  tongue


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« Reply #103 on: 01-08-2007 11:08 »

 
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Important to do or she will eat my leg off- she constantly lets me know when I am out at the paddock that she is starving to death (even if she does look like a blimp on legs)   wink

Eat your leg!? I thought horses were herbivores not carnivores!  big grin

 
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I love writing Zapp.  He's such a pompous blow-hard.

I read blow-hard as 'blow-tard'.  tongue
 
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Zapp rose from his captain’s chair and puffed out his chest.  “Kif!  Go fetch my velour thong and girdle set! 

Thanks for that mental image.. now I need some industrial strength mind-bleach.
 
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We are going to go rescue the luscious captain Leela.  And possibly her crew if we feel like it.”


Ohnoes..  tongue Btw I didn't know that Zap knew or cared for Leela's crew??


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« Reply #104 on: 01-08-2007 15:25 »
« Last Edit on: 01-08-2007 15:25 »

Hehehe...blow-tard.  I guess blow-tard is just a cleaner way of saying fuck-tard.  Which is my favourite way of describing complete idiots. I might slip that in somewhere later on when leela has to deal with Zapp and the new improved Fry  tongue

 
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Btw I didn't know that Zap knew or cared for Leela's crew??

Which is why I made him say 'and possibly her crew if we feel like it'   wink

I suspect my fatty boomah pony would eat anything that looked even remotely edible.

EDIT:  A small update.
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Tapping angrily away at her Wrist Thingy ™, Leela tried to ignore her red-headed friend sitting cross-legged beside her playing with the ashes of the fire she had lit the previous night.  He was throwing it in the air, whooping like Zolidberg after finding a half-eaten pizza in the dumpster behind their workplace.

   “Fry, would you cut that out??”  Her irritation was rapidly growing.

She was rewarded with a handful of ash flung in her face.  Fry got up and ran away giggling.

   “Hey Leela, look!”  Bender pointed to a small dark speck in the sky above them.  Shielding her eye, Leela squinted at the sky.  Sure enough, there was something coming toward them.

   “I think it’s a ship!”  Leela exclaimed, her excitement growing.  “Oh, thank God!  I’m saved!”  Leela hugged the robot in her excitement, much to Bender’s disgust. 

“It’s a ship!  It’s-“  she looked skyward again as the ship came closer.  The captain slumped, slapping her forehead repeatedly with her palm.  “Oh Lord, it’s the Nimbus.”

The trip home was going to be hell- an extended period of time with Fry who seemed to be rapidly losing his self control, and Zapp Brannigan, who never had any self control to begin with.


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« Reply #105 on: 01-09-2007 04:10 »

I am fast becoming the queen of the double post.  Meh.  I'm bored and impatient  wink


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Captain Zapp Brannigan descended from his ship on an open platform, his glorious blonde hair flowing free in the wind.  He raised his hand to the crown of his head in order to stop the toupee he didn’t have from blowing away entirely.  As the platform came in to land beside his stranded damsel in distress he puffed his chest out with pride, chin raised in such a pose as befitting a decorated Captain of the Democratic Order of Planets.

Upon landing he promptly lost his balance over the side of the platform and fell on his face in front of Leela.

Fry fell to the ground laughing.  Barely containing a contemptuous laugh herself, Leela cast her red-headed friend an irritated glance and stood in front of the DOOP captain, declining to offer him a helping hand.  Zapp forced his bulky form up off the ground and dusted himself off in a vain attempt to gather the small amount of dignity still available to him. 

   “So, my lovely lady Leela, we meet again.”  He ran a hand through his hair in what he hoped was an alluring gesture.  “I see you faked a distress signal in order to see the Zapper one more time.”

   “Go zapp yourself.”  Came the mildly disgusted reply.  “Our ship sank.  We need to get off this planet.”  Leela turned to Fry, who had taken off a shoe and was chewing on his toenails.  She wrestled back a dry retch.  “And fast.”

Zapp gave Fry a look of confused revulsion before marching up to him and smacking him in the back of the head.

   “Stand up, soldier!  We don’t accept that kind of behaviour around here!  Especially not in front of your commanding officer’s woman!”  Leela sneered behind his back and rolled her eye.

Zapp winced as a toenail was spat in his face.

   “He needs help alright,” The DOOP captain’s voice carried with it a thinly veiled threat.  He turned to Leela.  “Just leave him to me.  I’ll straighten this mop-top out in no time!”

   “No, no, it’s not like that,” Leela said quickly.  Despite her own annoyance at her friend’s behaviour, she did not want Zapp to ‘straighten him out’, as it were.  “He’s just a moron.  Must have been acceptable behaviour back in the stupid ages.”

Zapp nodded without comprehension.  His mind was on what he and his lady fair would be doing on the journey back to earth.  He had sent that intolerable pansy Kif to prepare the Lovenasium for their return while he was gone.


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Tastes Like Fry

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« Reply #106 on: 01-09-2007 04:41 »
« Last Edit on: 01-09-2007 04:41 »

Oh it's horrible! Make Zapp go away already!

edit: not the story, the story is great. But Zapp makes me cringe.
Corvus

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« Reply #107 on: 01-09-2007 07:26 »

 
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The trip home was going to be hell- an extended period of time with Fry who seemed to be rapidly losing his self control, and Zapp Brannigan, who never had any self control to begin with.

Ah.. male self control and the abundant lack of it.  big grin


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« Reply #108 on: 01-09-2007 16:17 »

If Zapp makes you cringe Tasty, then I've written him properly  big grin

Corvus, there are days when I have to agree with you there...

Ok, update time.  And Fry seems to have taken a turn for the worse...

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The DOOP ship Nimbus was built to make an impression.  A massive hulk of a ship, she housed at least 500 crew members, ranging from foot soldiers to high-ranking officials.  Inside, she had the feel of a well-ordered military station, cold and formal.  She was well-lit with fluorescent lights, casting a sterile glow along the steel-lined corridors.

Lieutenant Kif Kroker, a native of the Amphibios system, greeted the weary Planet Express crew at the Nimbus’s main entrance gate.  Zapp barely acknowledged his attendant, sweeping past him in order to welcome the guests to the ship himself –and knocking the long-suffering lieutenant into the wall in the process.

   “Welcome to the Nimbus,” he stated grandly, “Kif, show the crew to the guest quarters.”

   “Uh, sir, the guest rooms are still being fumigated since you smuggled those insectoid prostitutes aboard and they laid their eggs inside the pillows.”

   “Then they can have your room!”

   “But sir, where will I sleep?”  Kif didn’t like where this was going.

   “What do I look like, a conci-ur-gee?  Sleep in the bathroom or something.”  Zapp waved off his second-in-command’s complaints.

   “But sir, there’s three of them.  They can’t all fit in my room!”

   “The three of them won’t all be fitting in your room.”  Zapp turned to Leela.  “Come, Leela, my maiden fair.  I have the Lovenasium all set up for us.”

“Why don’t you just throw me in the brig?”  The cyclops scowled.

“Oh…so it’s a little role-playing you want, huh?  Well it just so happens I have my glow-in-the-dark plastic handcuffs on ha-OOF!”  His words were cut short as a fist connected with his face.

   “Well, for a woman, you pack a good punch.  Let’s try that again, but this time a lot softer.  Also use your lips instead of your fist.”  Zapp opened a rapidly swelling eye to leer at the somewhat blurred vixen before him. 

Only problem was, the blurred figure wasn’t Leela at all.  This blurred figure had orange hair.  And was advancing on him quickly.

Leela was quite enjoying the sight of the pompous idiot Zapp having his ass kicked.  Then she realized she wasn’t the one doing the kicking and made a flimsy attempt to hold Fry back before they were all thrown in the brig. 

“Don’t you DARE speak to Leela like that!”  The delivery boy’s face was almost as red as his hair.  He was vaguely aware that somebody was trying to hold him back, but something much stronger was controlling him, a dark desire to see that overstuffed buffoon in pain and begging for mercy.  “YOU *punch* HAVE *pound* SOME *bash* RESPECT *bang* FOR *wallop* HER!”  He raised his fist to finish Zapp off, but before he could land the final blow, he felt something hit him from behind and blacked out.


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« Reply #109 on: 01-09-2007 16:53 »

 
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“Why don’t you just throw me in the brig?”  The cyclops scowled.

“Oh…so it’s a little role-playing you want, huh?  Well it just so happens I have my glow-in-the-dark plastic handcuffs on ha-OOF!”  His words were cut short as a fist connected with his face.

Glow-in-the-dark plastic handcuffs?! You know.. you're giving me more information about Zapp than I want to know! (Still, you write him great!)  smile
 
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  “YOU *punch* HAVE *pound* SOME *bash* RESPECT *bang* FOR *wallop* HER!” 


Love the way you have constructed that sentence.  big grin
 
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He raised his fist to finish Zapp off, but before he could land the final blow, he felt something hit him from behind and blacked out.

Awwww.. he didn't get a chance to finish him!   tongue

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« Reply #110 on: 01-09-2007 19:44 »

He's unconcious again?! Well at least he gave Zapp what he deserved.

...
Now I've got the 'Respect' song stuck in my head.
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« Reply #111 on: 01-09-2007 19:57 »

He'll wake up soon enough, don't worry.  I just like being horrible to him *evil laugh*

The next bit gets all serious and stuff.  No more lame jokes about glow in the dark plastic handcuffs, and a lot more angst. Everybody wins.  (Even if I had fun writing jokes about handcuffs hehehehe)
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« Reply #112 on: 01-09-2007 20:19 »

Oooh, violence. I'm salivating.
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« Reply #113 on: 01-10-2007 00:04 »

Violence is always good.  Especially when it's happening to Zapp.  evil laugh

Ok nobody kill me, but I've put Fry back into a coma in this new update to better suit my writing ability.  Or something.  Anyway, here it is, and I've now posted absolutely everything I have written so far.  The next update might not be for a few days since I'm entering new territory instead of just posting stuff I had written months ago  wink


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The brig of the Nimbus was, not surprisingly, quite large, with numerous barely furnished cells containing what the ship’s captain deemed to be dangerous criminals.  Most were, in fact, hapless travelers and prisoners of war who were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time.  That time usually being when Zapp randomly decided he wanted to enforce directive B10.81- Brannigan’s Law.

It was in one of these cells that Phillip J. Fry awoke some hours later to a pounding headache.  The feeling of having his brain stuffed with cotton wool had intensified a hundredfold.  In fact his head felt like it was about to explode with the stuff.  Shaking his head in a futile attempt to clear his vision, he gazed about him.  His crewmates had been imprisoned with him, but otherwise the cell was empty.  Bender was inscribing his name into the wall with a laser conveniently installed in his index finger and was oblivious to his friend’s awakening.

Leela, on the other hand, stood in front of him, arms crossed, eye narrowed and glaring down at him.  Fry knew that look well enough -he was in trouble.  Big time.  He shifted uneasily under his captain’s glare.  For a long time she did not speak.

When the Cyclops finally did speak, her voice was deadly quiet.  “You realize we’re probably going to be sent to prison for this.”  Her gaze never shifted from the redhead’s face.
   
   “Leela, I’m-“  Fry started to apologise.

   “It’s too late for apologies, Fry.  You beat him half to death.  If I hadn’t knocked you out…well, I don’t know what would have happened.” 

Fry was silent.  He hadn’t been able to control himself.  It wasn’t like every other time he had felt the urge to hit Brannigan, every other time that fat ape had crossed the line with his friend.  He had been able to fight off the desire to beat him up.  This time…this time he didn’t know what had gone wrong.  His head was still pounding.

   “Is he ok?”  Fry was almost too scared to ask.

   “They took him to the medical station.  He wasn’t moving.  So, probably not.”  Leela was still reeling from this latest turn of events.  She sighed heavily and turned away from him.  “Fry, I don’t know if I can get us out of this mess.  But the thing is, I don’t think you even realize the seriousness of what you did back there.”

   “Can’t have been as serious as you sleeping with the jerk.”  Fry blurted out.

Leela whipped around and pulled the delivery boy to his feet by his collar.  In that moment Fry’s cotton-wool-stuffed brain finally caught up with his mouth as he realized what he’d just said.

   “WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?”  Leela lost her veneer of deadly calmness.

In Fry’s mind, he could envision himself giving her a perfectly rational, well-worded reply.  It came out his mouth sounding more like an Electus parrot choking on a peanut. 

He didn’t understand what was going on.  He had just said something to Leela that he swore he never would.  Of course he thought Leela had done an incredibly stupid thing by sleeping with that pompous jerk, but who was he to condemn her?  He did incredibly stupid things on a daily basis.  Hell, he had even eaten an entire three-week-old Subway meatball sub once because Bender had bet him five dollars that he would die of food poisoning. 

As he stared, mouth slack with shock, into Leela’s single, furious eye, Fry suspected that he had just done the most incredibly stupid thing he had ever done in his life.  He thought the world of his cycloptic captain; he would do anything for her.  And yet, he had just insulted her in the worst fashion imaginable. 

He couldn’t speak…he couldn’t think…he couldn’t breathe.  So he did the one thing he could still do.  He began to cry.

Surprised, Leela dropped him to the floor and took a step backward.  Bender, finally deciding that his meat-bag co-workers were doing something interesting enough to pay attention to, laughed at his sobbing friend.

Fry was dimly aware that Leela was staring at him with a mixture of pity and disgust.  He tried to staunch the flow of tears, but he couldn’t.  His body, all of a sudden, was no longer under his control.  He was trembling violently and his breath came in short, irregular gasps.

   “I don’t- don’t- understand…” he repeated, over and over.  He could hear the sound of Bender laughing derisively at him, but it sounded so far away.  The pressure in his head was becoming unbearable.  He felt himself fading.

With the last of the strength still available to him, Fry forced his eyes open.  He thought he could see the conflicted face of the woman he idolized and his degenerate robot friend staring back at him as though through a long tunnel before they faded away completely into endless blackness.


Save the whales.  Collect the whole set.
Tastes Like Fry

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« Reply #114 on: 01-10-2007 00:13 »

OMG, you made Fry cry, you die now.

How can you look at someone with pity and disgust?
Mind you, that was idiotic of him to say that.
You're making me anxious, has he just got concussion?
fryismyhero

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« Reply #115 on: 01-10-2007 00:28 »

*dies* big grin

 
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Originally posted by Tastes Like Fry:
How can you look at someone with pity  and disgust?

When you're not sure how you feel about a situation  wink  I do it a lot actually.

I promise this is the last time I will make Fry unconscious for an extended period.  And no, he doesn't just have a concussion. If he did I wouldn't have a story   evil laugh 


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coldangel

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« Reply #116 on: 01-10-2007 01:16 »

Oooh... brain trouble, eh?
fryismyhero

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« Reply #117 on: 01-10-2007 01:33 »

Possibly.  He does have a very 'special' brain.
Corvus

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« Reply #118 on: 01-10-2007 08:41 »

 
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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
It came out his mouth sounding more like an Electus parrot choking on a peanut. 

Hehe.. Oups?  tongue
 
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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
Hell, he had even eaten an entire three-week-old Subway meatball sub once because Bender had bet him five dollars that he would die of food poisoning. 

That's Fry alright!
 
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Originally posted by fryismyhero:
With the last of the strength still available to him, Fry forced his eyes open.  He thought he could see the conflicted face of the woman he idolized and his degenerate robot friend staring back at him as though through a long tunnel before they faded away completely into endless blackness.

That can't be good!
Wow that was a great update. The way you detail Fry's emotions are just so well written.   love

Wish I could write that good.

Anyways, good show. Eagerly awaits the next update!

fryismyhero

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« Reply #119 on: 01-10-2007 15:54 »
« Last Edit on: 01-10-2007 15:54 »

 
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corvus
I wish I could write that good.

Bah.  You DO write good!  I'm eagerly awaiting your next update which by the way, when is??
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