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Post by yfwe on Jul 2, 2005 18:27:57 GMT -5
Yes it was, fo rizzle!!
Just finished new chapter of "Ordinary", then DIP's next, and then I got two more to write new chapters fr, and then I'll probably circulate back around again and do some more. I have so much time on my hands up here, you wouldn't believe it. So... yeah. Laters. Maybe I'll come back tomorrow and post some more. (Hafta ride my bike 10 miles into town to do this so I could check mail and whatnot.) Sorry, this is still off topic. Holla!
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Post by yfwe on Jul 6, 2005 12:14:37 GMT -5
Well, whenever I type not stop, they do! But all these fics I post here had already been typed previously and put on Fanfiction.net. and I also take lots of breaks. But yes, I do get tired. But that kinda adds to the fun of it, I think. this fic may actually be the longest ADJL fic on the internet, as I have yet to find any others. This one is almost to 30, 000 words, and the next closest that I HAVE FOUND is in the 20, 000 range.
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Post by yfwe on Jul 6, 2005 14:04:46 GMT -5
Ok, I gave Polydactyl this little preview, and since I have nothing else to do right now, I'll give you guys this preview for Ch. 10 of this fic.
The title will be "Toga party and There's Something About Victoria". It will tell what happens when Jake, Fu, and Grandpa go to the toga party that I've been talking about for about three chapters now. Jake will visit with Victoria, everyone's favorite waitress/underage bartender, Grandpa will get his groove on, and Fu will stick it to those commies that run the Swisher Cigar Co. Rose may make an appearance, and a catfight may ensue between her and Victoria. Also, as the night wears on, Jake begins to discover something strange about Victoria. There will also be a celebrity-ified DJ, but not sure who. This fic will continue to include the good-natured humor I've had so far in all other chapters. That's about it. Look for it soon! (First, there will a new chapter for "Ordinary", followed by "Stuck in a Moment You Can't Get Out Of", and then "Jake Long and the Evils of Hippie Burger", and then this one! That's all for now. Later!
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Post by yfwe on Jul 15, 2005 20:42:04 GMT -5
Dragon in Paradise: Toga Party and There’s Something About Victoria YFWE
Short Bus Riding Commie
Jake had decided against wearing his toga at this point in time, as they still had to walk down the street all the way to the restaurant, and he wanted to spare himself the embarrassment in case anyone saw him with it on.
Grandpa and Fu, however, declined to take theirs off, which made for quite a humorous scene walking down the street. For a while, Jake had been walking with them, but when he began to feel the pressure of all the piercing stares he was getting he decided that it would be best of he would walk ahead and act as if he didn’t know them.
Fu and Grandpa didn’t seem phased by any of the glares and chuckles surrounding them, as they carried on a conversation with each other, noticing absolutely nothing about their surroundings.
Soon enough, the No Worries’ Restaurant and Lounge was in sight. The sign on the door read ‘closed’, but this was because the toga party was a private party, public not allowed to enter.
Since Jake had been ahead of them, he was the first to the restaurant. And since there was to be not too many people there, there were no out-the-door lines. Jake felt no desire to enter the ‘special people’ line that he had to enter the last time they were there, so he went over to the normal entrance. It was locked.
“Jake!”, Grandpa called from the other line, “YOU are special, remember> we don’t go in that line.”
Amidst even more giggling and mild jeering, Jake turned beet red as he switched lines, embarrassed. “Hey! Go ride the short bus, you commie!”
“Yo! Say what? Who said that?”, Jake spun around, gritting his teeth. He stared around, daring that person to step up and admit it.
The seas parted and there stood a tall, brown haired teen, grinning from ear to ear. Reminded Jake a lot of Spud, minus the taste in clothing. “I did. Whatcha gonna do ‘bout it? Use your karate? Hii-yah!” He imitated some kind of karate that, although it wasn’t accurate, got the point across- this guy was mocking Jake.
“Oh, it’s on! It’s on like Donkey Kong! DRAGON...”
Grandpa cut him off. “Jake, hold it together! Do not let this hoodlum mess with your mind. We must be off, for the party begins shortly!”
Jake growled at the guy, and walked inside with his grandpa.
The crowd that had gathered for this confrontation, sensing the end of this argument, began to disperse. “Well, that was eventful, wasn’t it?”, asked one kid to his friend.
“Uh... actually, not really. All they did was exchange a few words”, his friend replied back, “Hey! Did you know that AOL is protecting you against identity theft?”
“Actually, I think I have heard that, but I can’t remember where.”
“Well, then I’ll tell you!”, the Red Stripe beer guy suddenly appeared again, “Not only is that commercial shown many times a day, but the author of this jumble of words has mentioned it in this story quite a few times.”
“You mean... we’re not real?”, one of the kids asked, “We’re part of this story?”
“Well... you guys are”, the beer guy replied, “But I am an actual person. But this is a story. Some guy named YFWE writes it.”
“YFWE? What kind of name is that?”
“And I thought MY name was weird”, a kid named Exxon piped up.
“What does it stand for? You’re Fatter When Evil?”
“Hah! Good one, mon!” The Red Stripe guy slapped a high five with the kid.
“Well, I’m out”, said one of the kids, “See you all in the crowd scene in the last chapter?”
“I’ll be there”, another said, “wait. How do we even know about that when the author doesn’t even?”
“Well, he knows now!”
The rest of them left to do whatever fictitious characters do.
“Red Stripe! It’s beer! Hooray beer!”
(End) These Pretzels Are Making Me Thirsty
The Dark Side is overrated. But enough of that. The party had already begun once Jake, Grandpa, and Fu got inside. The DJ wasn’t there yet, although music was playing. But that seemed to be the only thing missing.
“Fu! What a pleasure it is to see you!”, a tall, white-bearded man walked toward them.
“Esix Francis! Haven’t seen you since the Margaret Thatcher inauguration! How’s it been?”, Fu replied. They would’ve shook hands, except that Esix would’ve had to bend over to do so, and judging by his appearance, that would probably hurt Esix’s back. And, to boot, Fu didn’t have any hands.
“Glad you could make it. Now, most of the other guests tonight are also magical in some way”, Esix continued, “However, not all of my staff is, the DJ isn’t, and I think that Brevard Hartman brought some of his grandkids here, who, apparently, have yet to find out that they are all satyr. So, no ‘m’ word to them. Okay, think that’s it. Enjoy yourselves!” And he walked off to greet someone else.
“That was Esix Francis, part of the World Organization of Powerful Wizards. The guy I was telling you about earlier. Man, these pretzels are making me thirsty”, he looked at a bag of pretzels he held in his hand. They weren’t sure where he had got them. “I’m gonna go get a drink. Later.” He walked off toward one of the bars.
Jake didn’t think much of it, until he saw the bartender that stood behind the bar Fu was headed toward. It was Victoria, everyone’s favorite underage bartender! “Yo, Fu!”, Jake called after him, “Hold up.”
“Whaddya want, kid? Never stop a Fu Dog when he is headed for some alcohol. I could really use some liquid inspiration right about now. It’s these d--- pretzels!” He pointed to the bag.
“Uh... I wouldn’t go over to that bar, if I were you.”
“And why not? I do what I want!”
“Recognize the bartender behind the bar?”
Fu looked toward her, “... she’s underage, I can tell you that.”
“No! I mean, I know that! But do you recognize her?”
Fu seemed to concentrate a little more on her, “I don’t think... hey, wait! Isn’t she the one that gave me the kids’ menu the last time we were here?” Jake nodded.
“Ooh, then I think it’s time for payback, or my name is Barry Bonds.”
“STEROIDS!”, the crowd shouted.
“Uh, Fu? Normally, I’d be all for retaliation, but... there is another bar...”
This bar on the other side of the rom had a large, overweight man standing behind it. It was Jeff King, another waiter they had met before.
“Him?”, Fu pointed, “No way, think I’ll take my chances with the girl.”
“Oh, c’mon, Fu...”
He sighed, “Whatever. I really need a drink! It’s these...”
“Pretzels, I know.”
As soon as Fu was over at the other bar, Jake made his move toward Victoria.
When she saw him coming, she smiled again, as she had done other times that he had approached her. “Jake”, she said, “How’d you get invited? I thought that all the people that Mr. Francis invited were all really important...”
Then, realizing what she just said, her eyes widened, she looked up, and quickly countered, “I mean, not that you aren’t...”
“Oh, is that how it is?”, Jake pretended to be hurt.
“No, I mean...”
“Don’t sweat it. I know what you meant.”
(End) DJ Jacko and His Friend Andy Capp (That Doesn’t Make Hot Fries!)
So Jake and Victoria began to talk. A lot about themselves, as they got to know each other a little better.
Jake was in no way fearing the image of Rose coming in the door to the party. She wasn’t invited. So Jake had nothing to fear. He could even make a move on Victoria tonight. What had he heard before? What ever happened down here, stayed down here.
As they talked, the DJ finally arrived, much to the delight of the crowd. That is, until they saw who it was.
“Hey everybody!”, the mysterious DJ said. He was covered in a cape and a mask that seemed better suited at a Slipknot concert. So he was fully hidden. No one was gonna find out his identity. “I’m your DJ, DJ Jacko, and this is my good friend and partner in crime... Andy Capp!”
A tall man, not covered at all, with light brown hair and a large nose, walked up on stage, waving to the crowd as he did so.
“HOT FRIES!”, the crowd shouted.
Andy sighed, “No, I’m not that Andy Capp. I’m just some guy that has the same name as him.”
“HOT FRIES”, the crowd repeated.
“Look. Am I wickedly short? Do I have a hat on? I am not him!” “But you have a really, really big nose!”, one of Brevard Hartman’s grandchildren yelled.
Andy growled. “Fine. Think what you want. Let’s start some music, DJ!”
“Yo, DJ. That’s my DJ”, another person said.
As this was going on, a person approached the spot where Jake and Victoria.
“Hey, bartender. Mind fillin’ me up?”
“Nice try, Tyler. But until you turn 21, the answer is still no!”
“D---”, Tyler went back to where he had been standing, trying to find out another way to try and get some beer.
Victoria turned back to Jake, “Man, Tyler- he’s so much like his Grandpa Brevard, always trying to fool people. That’s the second time he’s tried to get a drink from me.”
“How old his he?”, asked Jake.
“Fourteen.”
“And he thinks he can fool you?”
“Apparently. If he keeps coming up out of the blue and not trying to disguise himself.”
“Weird”, Jake said, “So...”
He was gonna ask her something when they were interrupted by a man walking toward them.
It was Levi Adams, the owner of the bar that Victoria worked at. What was he doing here?
“Victoria! There you are”, he greeted her, “I need to talk to you.”
“Uh... sure, Mr. Adams. What is it?”
“Well...”, Levi made a face that, although Jake didn’t read it, Victoria did- it was a face of favors. “I know you’re usually not working on Wednesdays, but I will be out of town, and so will Jalai. So we need you to work tomorrow.”
“Um, Mr. Adams? I can do it, but... don’t you think it’ll be kinda hard for me to be in the bar all alone?”
“Yeah, so if you wanna go recruit someone off the street or something, that’s fine. I’ll pay ‘em $5 per hour, unless it’s that homeless man in front of Bailey’s- he said he’d work for no charge, as long as I gave him a Captain Morgan or something.” Laughing, he walked off and out the door.
Victoria scowled after him. “He’s always gone! And always...” She turned to Jake, “Jake, I think I gotta go. All the people here probably need to stop drinking, and besides, the party’s almost over and I think that someone should get that dude with the “No problem” shirt a designated driver. Oh, and do you think you could help me in the bar tomorrow?”
Jake looked at her strangely, “I’m not allowed. I’m only 14.”
“Yeah, well... I’m only 15, and that doesn’t stop me! I could really use your help...”
“Okay, okay. I guess I could”, Jake sighed. What choice did he have? He couldn’t just say no...” “Oh, thanks, Jake! See ya tomorrow!” She took one last look at the door that Levi had went out of and turned to go out the back door.
“There’s something about Victoria”, Jake told himself.
“These pretzels are still making me thirsty!”
(End)
The party drug on. DJ Jacko seemed to be playing just 80's disco stuff, and Andy Capp had disappeared into the bathroom, likely to hide after he had been asked by so many partygoers about how they made Hot Fries.
“And now...”, Jacko announced, “I am challenging anyone here to a danceoff! Mainly because I am bored, and also so we can sneak out the large cake in the back so that the fat guy sitting up here doesn’t see it.” He clamped his hand over his... er, mask, “Did I say that out loud?”
He turned on some kind of dance groove, and went down to dance. “Any takers?”
Jake laughed, “No one’s gonna challenge him...”, he muttered, “Unless if someone here is too wasted to know the difference.”
That person stepped up. “I accept your challenge.” It was a short man, with his toga, of course, and white hair and a beard.
It was Grandpa.
“Ah, and who would you be?”
“Who am I? Who am I?”, he got up as close to Jacko’s face as possible, and said:
“I’m Lao Shei, b----.”
The crowd cheered. Jacko laughed, “Okay, little man. Let’s get it on!” He began strutting his stuff, doing the slow walking-backwards dance, being the disco-feva impersonator- you name it, he did it. This guy could dance, you had to admit.
But Grandpa was prepared. HE began to spin around on the floor- break dancing, that was it.
“Well, dip me in flour and call me Johnny Depp” a guy said (DON’t TOUCH THAT SQUIRREL’S NUTS!”, the crowd shouted), “That boy can dance!”
When Grandpa finished, Jacko knew he was beat. Smiling oddly, he went back up to his DJ table, basically announcing that Grandpa was the winner.
But still, Brevard Hartman’s granddaughter still went up to Jacko and said, “I thought you were great”, and gave him a hug.
“Eewww, little girl”, Jacko replied. The girl’s mouth opened wide. “Ooh, I mean...”
The girl pulled off his mask. It was Michael Jackson.
“Aaahhhh!”, the crowd screamed.
“Aaahhhh!”, MJ screamed.
“Hey... so that’s why you were trying to hit on me”, Andy Capp said.
“HOT FRIES!”, the crowd shouted, and continued screaming.
“You owe me five dollars!”, Grandpa yelled for no apparent reason.
MJ ran out of the restaurant, never to be seen again. (AT least in Calloway Cay)
As soon as he was gone, every body began to get ready to leave. It was about 10:00, so it was understandable.
And then...
CRASH!
The window that was by the entrance shattered.
And inside came the Calloway Devil.
“Aaahhh!”, the crowd screamed.
“This is not good...”, Jake whispered.
Meanwhile, outside, Rose was walking by the restaurant, bored to tears, when she saw what was going on. She saw that devil creature she had tried to capture...
“It’s showtime”, she said.
END CHAPTER
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Post by yfwe on Jul 22, 2005 7:58:04 GMT -5
Ok, got a preview for the new chapter, but first... I GOT MY FIRST STORY FLAME ON FF.NET!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was from a reviewer aptly named 'Anonamous' (heh, this person can't spell) and I shall read it now. "Do you think this kind of stuff is funny? Then you and whoever else who reviews this, is really dumb. If I decided what stories should be on this site, I would take this one off. It is so retarted. I wished you would stop and take it off the site because it is a disgrace" I think that this review is funny, since this person has absolutely nothing to back up what he's saying, except: This story sucks and if I could take fics off the site, this would be one of them. Unfortunately for him/her, however, this person cannot do that! And this person is sure calling a lot of people dumb! I won't post every review I've ever got, but from the last chapter: The Calloway Devil? It could be that levi guy...still, it might be Victoria... I don't know!- Cybertoy00 Steriods?!OK,you're crazy.No,this was a really awesome chapter and getting better by the second!Maybe not the most well editive,but certainly one of the most creative. That's for sure.Rose seems pretty determined too,can't wait to see what happens next!My next story will come probabley in early August sometime.Well,I dunno.I may stary early and just update when I is sort of screwing up on me with the 'Stories' section and whatnot.But I'll see what happens in the next few weeks or so.Byez 4 now! LP (Lavenderpaw) Love the Michel Jackson bit, please update soon! - Terra Nova No end the chapter. Keep it going. It's so funny, though I don't understand some of the jokes. Probably too old for me to know. I understood the Micheal Jackson joke, though. Please update one of your stories. I like this one too. I love you, YFWE! ^O^ I'm so sorry to just come on here, but I had a dream last night, and it went something like this: Jake is talking to Rose. "Rose, I have some bad news and some good news." Rose nods. "The bad news is...I'm the American dragon." Rose gasps. "What's the good news?" "The good news is...I saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by switching to Geico." I'm sorry, but I had to do it, and since your my favorite writer...*bats eyelashes, eyelashes get stuck to glasses, can't take glasses off, start crying*...I decided to post it on one of your stories. YFWE, I love you. Hey, YFWE! I put you on my favorite quthor's list. chack out my profile! I LOVE YOU YFWE! Just to explain for all you peoples out there, he put me on his favorite authors list, so I'm really excited. I think I might have a story posted sometime tommorow. I'm not too good with the whole transferring thing, so I've got my fingers crossed. It's called "In Your Arms" and it's really sad. Also ch. 2 is creepy, but I haven't posted that yet. Not until I figure out how to work this stupid fanfiction thing. Stupid technology. Hey, I just figured out how to submit a story. It should be up by later today or tomorrow -CelloSolo2007 (Man, she likes to review) I'm BACK! I don't know what the Calloway Devil is. Where is the ADJL Forums anyway... I'll join. Anyway... yeah... getting high on candy can be so fun! Here's some more candy... more than the last time I gave you candy! Will you share? I want some... I was candy deprived. Update quickly! -KrazieShadowNinja For some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about some unknowing person bringing an experiment pod to the toga party, the pod activating, some chaos, then the ceiling being broken open by... THE LAND SHARK!? What's he doing so far away from Kauai, Hawaii? [frown] Tell me the truth. Am I Lilo & Stitch obsessive? I'll use this because I already wasted my Ch. 10 review. OK, I'd say that the Calloway Devil is either that jerk who accused Jake of being communist, or some lost experiment that never went the capured-by-Lilo-and-Stitch-and-turned-good route OR the captured-by-Gantu-and-sent-to-Hämsterviel route. -DanMat6288 So... as this person can see, he is calling a whole lot of people dumb! But whatever, I'm over it. Ok, here's a preview. The Calloway Devil has finally begun to go to extreme measures. Now it is out for the kill, as it goes after the party guests at the Toga Party. And Rose sees what's going on and decides to try and capture it... again. But when Jake and Huntsgirl see each other, will they be able to put their differences aside and defeat this thing? And what about a possible discovery as to who the Calloway Devil is? I dunno, but apparntly this story sucks so I'm sure you guys don't care. Later, YFWE
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