From: <simon_locke@my-dejanews.com> Subject: [PW!][ISLAND] Bored as Hell Date: Monday, April 19, 1999 10:16 AM Simon sat on the door. Literally, Simon sat on the door, his down for now was the door. The floor was a wall to him, until he so choose to change his gravity again. The weirdness of it all had escaped him, after the first 2 hours of running around on the walls. He managed to barely dent the highly resistant titanium doors, but didn't. His jumping up and down, or side to side by normal eyes wasn't enough to knock the doors of it's hinges. Instead, he just sat their, indian style, leaning on a wall. Car'tos had stopped by earlier, giving Simon more reason to stomp on the door. Somehow, Simon would get his revenge on the bastard. But the girl he was with was fairly attractive, too bad she was a Rocket though... "The good ones are either taken, or Rockets." Simon mumbled... Through the wall, in the other holding cell Simon heard a barely audible moaning. The voice was vaguely familliar.... "Ohhhhh nooooooo......" The person said, "Helpppppppp meeeee....... not the wigglytuff.... not the wiggly tuff...... AHHHH!" Simon hopped up to the wall, and put his head on the floor, er... wall. "Raven?" "Not the wiggly..... Simoan...... I'll save you..... Wiggly!" "Raven! You're alive!" Simon yelled exstatically. "Yessssss....... you're alive." Raven repeated in his euphoric world. "Haha! We're gonna get out of here Raven! We will, get out of here!" Simon said. He sat back on the wall, and layed up there. "How..... I haven't a clue yet..." TBC (James! I'm waiting for you!) -----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==---------- http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your Own