Hey look, I'm bored again I guess I'll write another fanfic......

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Hey it's me again, looks like I'm bored so I wrote another one of these things.
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Prologue

Fry sat on the bed in his room staring at his shaking hands.  He tried to stop the shaking but it proved useless.  Giving up, he looked over to the pictures of Leela on the wall, reached over and gently plucked one off.

As he looked at the picture of the beautiful cyclops in front of him a wave of guilt and regret engulfed his heart.  He let a lone tear escape his eye.  “I’m sorry Leela...I wasn’t strong enough...”

“Knock, knock!  Sorry to disturb you Fry, but are you ready?  Everyone else is set, just waiting for your signal.”

Fry stiffened as he heard the voice.  He looked up towards the entrance to his room.

“Quin!  I didn’t hear you come in...I don’t know bout this...you sure everyone’s on board?”

“Yep, we have everyone’s full support, you know, we’re practically considered heroes among the ranks for what we’ve done.”

Fry gave a sigh.

“I don’t know...”

“Er, what’s wrong, bro?”

“It’s just that it’s been so long...10 years, what if we find her and...and...she doesn’t remember me?”

“Ha! Are you kidding me?  After all those stories you went on and on about her, how could anyone forget you?”

Quin leaned onto the doorway and folded his arms.  He shot Fry a smirk before starting to speak again.

“ Look, if you’re not up for this, then we’ll just look for her ourselves without you,” he joked.

Fry replied with a weak smile.  Quin chuckled and turned his gaze to the floor. He was not used to seeing his friend losing hope like this and was at a lost on what to do.

“Besides, what would Ace say if he saw you like this?”

That seemed to do the trick, Fry perked up.

“You’re right!  I shouldn’t give up hope! Let’s go...”

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The silence in the bridge was deafening, save for the few blinking sounds the radar made.  Jones stood there perfectly still watching the monitor in front of him.  He seemed to be mumbling something to himself about sensual velvet boxers.

“Soldier!  Set coordinates for Earth...let’s get ready to go home...”

The person he seemed to be talking to hesitated before responding.  He started punching in some numbers when Fry came in with Quin.  Fry walked up behind Jones.

Fry felt his nerves go tense, the feeling in the air was thick.  He never thought he’d do something like this.  Sweat began to edge its way down his brow.

“Jones!  I’m taking command of this vessel!”

Jones seemed unaffected by this statement, he just continued watching the monitor.  There was a long and heavy silence between the two before he began to speak.

“Ha!”  He scoffed.  “A mutiny is it?  What makes you think a lowly foot soldier like you can take me on?”

“We’re prepared to use force if necessary to stop you.”

“Oh?...you and what army?”

Jones turned his head around, his gaze was met by the angry faces of the entire crew.  A feeling of dread crept down his back, and he couldn’t help but let a girlish “eep!” escape his lips.  Jones jumped back and tried to regain his composure.

“You want me?”  he spat.  “Well you’re gonna have to catch me first!” 
As he said this, he threw down something which exploded in a billow of smoke.

Panic shot through Fry’s veins.

“Damn, he’s escaping!” Fry cried.

He desperately pushed past the smoke to where Jones was standing, but he was already gone.

“Well that went smoothly...” said Quin sarcastically.  “What are we gonna do now?”

The question was answered with silence, except for the sound of a button being pushed frantically.  All eyes went to the escape pods in the room.

“C’mon work!”  Jones cried in a hissy fit.  As the machine opened, he shouted “so long chumps!” before diving in and taking off before anyone cared to go after him.

“Well that actually did go smoothly...”

“All hail our new captain, Fry!” one of the soldiers cried.

Everyone shouted “Hooray!”

Fry gave his audience a sheepish grin, he was not used to this kind of attention. 

Some flashing numbers caught Quin’s eye.

He broke into a cold sweat as he realized what had happened.

“Oh bugga!  He set off the self destruct mechanism...”

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What do you think?  I was thinking of calling it Frydyssey and it will mimick the Odyssey storyline.  Since its similar with another story I dunno if you guys think it's be lacking inc creativity or originality so I was wondering if it'd be worth it to write out the whole thing or I'd be wasting my time.  Oh and don't worry about the names, they'll make sense when I tell the story from the beginning.

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It's good.
The Odyssey is kind of like everyone's to use. There's no question of originality - it's a homage paid to the original storyteller. Nobody can begrudge an Odyssey tale.
But who are these other characters? Are they from another fic?

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I just made them up, they will be introduced somewhere towards the illiad

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Very well. I'm interested.
The various Islands from the tale will be planets instead I imagine... or perhaps derelict Space Stations; asteroids with habitation cylinders drilled into their interiors, Dyson spheres, vast spaceborne organisms, etc etc. The possibilities are endless...
Hey, there's a cyclops in the Odyssey...
Go for it!

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Nice, eh. I like it so far.

[Reply #5 on:]

cool fic, me likes

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ooh i like it!

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Wooo, I'm slow at updating. 
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Chapter 1
The feeling in the air was intense.  Fry was feeling very nervous, if he messed up now, there would be very dire consequences.  He wasn’t about to give up now, there was just too much at stake, his entire future may very well depend on what he did next.  He tried to calm his nerves as he carefully placed the chip in its place.

“King me!”

Leela gave an annoyed sigh.  “Fry I don’t know why it takes you so long to move, you only have one checker piece left...”

“Oh, sorry...” he gave her an apologetic look.  “But there’s so much riding on this game, you said you’d go out with me if I won...”

Before Leela could come up with an excuse the professor entered.

“Good news everyone ”

Both Fry and Leela froze as they heard this.  The professor always had some quirky ideas about news being “good”.

“Everyone go to the meeting room right now...”

Fry and Leela looked at each other uneasily but complied.  As everyone entered and sat down, the professor started to speak.

“Looks like I have a very special delivery for you guys to Lizardry 8.”

“Hm...that doesn’t sound so bad...” Leela interjected.

“Oh my yes...these are very wealthy clients so I don’t want any mishaps, take Bender with you when you deliver it.”

“But professor, Bender usually goes with us anyways...” Leela tried to explain.

“You wha-?  O never mind that, off you go   The sooner you deliver it the sooner I get paid...”

Before Leela could protest any further, the professor had taken out his taser and was threateningly prodding it towards to make her go faster.  Not wanting to get shocked, Leela quickly grabbed Fry and ran towards the PE ship.  Bender nonchalantly followed behind with a cigar in his mouth.

“Hm...looks like the professor got everything ready for us already.”  Leela said as she checked the cargo bay.  “Looks like this will be a simple mission, let’s just quickly get this over with.”

“Yea, we need to finish that game of checkers, you’re gonna give me a date when I beat you.”

Leela rolled her eye.  “Bender is the systems ready for takeoff?”

“Sure, why not...”

“Alright then, let’s go.”

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Yea, I know nothing has happened so far...here's a fanart inspired by coldangel, kitkatbar-fry, and unlucky13 in that order.  I'm a bit disappointed on how it turned out, Fry's head is really frustrating, but oh wells...


This has nothing to do with the story, I just have a thing for angel wings...Also didn't have a scanner so I used my camera, that's why the lighting looks weird.  I also stole Leela's head from Venus' avatar.

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Cool fic!

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Woohoo, a reply!

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Leela rolled her eye. “Bender is the systems ready for takeoff?”

“Sure, why not...”

Haha, that's great. 

Also, wicked looking angel wings! But is he an angel of death or an angel of mercy...

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thanx
I got angry at the difficulty of drawing Fry's face so i made him look sad

I have no idea what the wings mean...

[Reply #12 on:]

Cool fic and pic, me likes. Fry almost looks like Leela's guardian angel.

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Ohh I like this story. You've really got a suspense thing going and it's only just started. I also loved the way you started chapter 1 by describing something but not giving away exactly what Fry was nervous about until the end of the first paragraph. Very clever way of writing. I like the style.

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Thanx Cyberphobia, sorry guys I haven't been updating often, I've just been real lazy and haven't felt like writing, I'm more inclined to draw these days.
On a further note, I won't be here for the next couple days because I gotta move, and coldangel, you'll be happy to know that I will soon be another self-indulgent fat-ass American again hehehe.