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MsLanna Title: CR GSFF Central = Offizieller Burger Brater Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 5/7/06 3:00pm Subject: Interesting Times, Challenge response for the OCWA deathcoaster - Date Edited: 5/7/06 3:02pm (1 edits total) Edited By: MsLanna
	Summary: There are many interesting ways to kill an OC (or Anoc), but I was allowed to use only one. Oh, well, OCs are 20 a dime anyway. These are my picks, read on to find out which i chose. 1. Drop a Bothan on him. Splat. 21. ritual eviceration 25. zombie attack 51. Have him murdered by a serial killer who dresses as a clown. 99. He throws a grenade at a droid. The droid throws the grenade back. BOOM The events Anoc remembers at the beginning can be found somewhere here. It's a bit messy, though. Interesting times Anoc ran as fast as he could, fear carousing through his body. It seems strange to him that a little girl could inspire as much fear in him as a full-grown zombie Sith Lord, but if the latter had be obviously creepy, the former was all concealed evil. Still he doubted that he would still be alive, if the girl had not shown up in the rubble. Getting the brain slurped out by an undead was not the kind of death Anoc had had in mind for himself. Though he was in very good condition, he began to get tired slowly, his legs getting heavier with every step. Looking around he realized that he must have been running through the still intact and inhabited part of the city for quite some time. A dark plume of smoke rose in the distance, indicating the place of disaster. Can't hurt much, if I stop running now, he thought. He slowed down, looking around, and trying to fin out in which part of the city he had ended up. When his gaze fell on a little girl innocently eating a candy bar, he almost jumped and began running again. Not proper behaviour for a man who survived a zombie attack, he chided himself, already twisting the horrible events into a more favourable shape. In front of a small shop selling drinks he came to a halt, feeling very thirsty after the long run. Anoc studied the display, undecided as to whether buy Jawa Juice or rather have another ale, when the shop owner suddenly barked at him in a very unfriendly manner and a language he didn't understand. "Sorry," he stuttered, slowly backing away from the display, his hands held apologetically in front of his body. "I didn't mean any offence, I mean, I only -" Splat! From somewhere above a Bothan fell onto the spot Anoc had occupied only a few seconds before. He stared at the tangled body in disbelief, as a crowd formed around him quickly. The chatter increased to an almost deafening roar around him, and already a few bystanders were pointing accusing fingers at him. Carefully, Anoc tried to inch away, melting into the crowed like just another bystander. For a while he did rather well, having managed to get about two rows of onlookers between him and the Bothan. Even though he had not gotten anything to drink, he felt pretty certain he could run again. "There!" a voice shouted over the din of the crowd. "The Chosen One! Get him!" Anoc turned around to get a glimpse of such a famous person himself, but all he could see was a space around him clearing mysteriously. And a group of strangely clad individuals approached him. If they had not chosen white-and-blue stirped cloaks of a fluffy cloth for their probably obligatory cultist outfit, the maniac grins on their faces might have come to attention much later. With those robes, though, it was the first thing Anoc saw, and her realized immediately, that talking was not a possibility with them. Well, let's wait what they want, he thought. Maybe I can get a free drink out of this. This idea cheered him greatly. The crowd around him seemed to know something Anoc was oblivious of, because it not only backed away further, but people broke into a run, as soon as they felt safely out of the line of vision of the cultists. Those were completely focussed on Anon, tough, encircling him, their eyes glazed over and their movements a little shaky. "The Chosen One!" the call came again, and a ring of hands reached out for Anoc, who felt decidedly uncomfortable to be touched by so many strangers. "Alright, alright," Anoc said. "Chosen for what, if I may ask?" This was answered by a host of knives suddenly springing from the wide sleeves of the robed men. The one standing right in front of Anoc, was friendly enough to additionally hold up a diagram depicting a rather gruesome method of ritual evisceration. Anoc swallowed hard. "Oh," he managed to say. "well, in that case I'm sure this is a misunder-" "No misunderstanding," the man with the diagram said. "ur prophecies are clear like stim in the morning! If you would start to struggle and try to run away, please. That's obligatory." Anoc didn't move. Not only was he scared about sensles and frozen with fear, his subconscious sensed a chance for escape. If he didn't run and fight, the ceremony couldn't start, it reasoned, while Anoc's conscious thoughts tried hard not to think of the sea of knives closing in on him. Cold sweat ran down his back. "Run!" he was ordered again, the tip of a knife touching his nose. "But I'd much rather not," Anoc replied, defiance seeping into his tone. "If I have to die, I don't want to be out of breath a second before I have to." He placed his hands on his hips and looked challengingly at the men that surrounded him. You don't know with whom you are picking a quarrel," the leader hissed. "That's right," Anoc said happily. "And I must insist on full introductions before you start the cutting. And I'd like a drink." Now the robed men looked perplexed. Things were obviously not going as usual. They looked at each other, and some started whispering urgently with each other. "Enough!" the leader bellowed. "If you refuse to play your part properly, we'll play unfair as well." From a pocket he drew a grenade, sneering at Anoc. "Take this!" He threw the grenade and the robed men were gone even faster than the crowd a few minutes ago. Anoc looked at the explosive in his hand and realized that the safety pin was still in place. "What the..." he wondered. This was a very appropriate thought, indeed. Just as he turned to finally get into a decent part of the city to get a meal, a shower and a bed, her ran head-first into a droid. Not any droid, but obviously one with his own personality. He was dressed in the sorry tatters of an old clowns costume, the red nose soldered into his face, the suspenders holing up the hoop of his trousers stapled fixed on his shoulders, and the huge shoes showed the ground at some places. "Free fun for everyone," he declared, looking at Anoc almost pleading. "No, thank you very much. I think I had enough "fun" for one day." "There's no such thing as too much fun," the droid answered back. "If you would give me just a minute of your time..." Oh, no! Anoc thought. I will not have a droid messing with me again! "You can go to hell," he murmured, pulling the safety pin from the grenade. In an act of defiance he threw the explosive at the droid, who just caught it, inspected it for the smnallest pasrt of a second and then threw the grenade back at Anoc. Not thinking, he caught it. Oh, bugger, Anoc thought, as the world went boom around him. -----signature----- "You will kill yourself trying to live up to their expectations." "That's okay for me." Cuyir adate jate, bal droten ori'dush Proud Master and buir'ika of Commander_Ducky. My New Title: Lords and Ladies of the Empire
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Rogue_Pilot_2347 Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 5/8/06 3:50am Subject: RE: Interesting Times, Challenge response for the OCWA deathcoaster
	That was hilarious!!!! He almost made it out alive. Great job, MsLanna! -----signature----- The Ultimate poetry Challenge: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=26190468&brd=10304&replies=6 Two Halves of the Same Whole: http://boards.theforce.net/Message.aspx?topic=27517831&brd=10476&replies=0 *For the 2nd drabble challenge
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Healer_Leona Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 5/8/06 4:56am Subject: RE: Interesting Times, Challenge response for the OCWA deathcoaster
	Awww, to go through so much and still die! Great fic! -----signature----- Feel so good, but I'm old 2000 years of chasing's taking it's toll
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GrandAdmiralV Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 5/8/06 8:49am Subject: RE: Interesting Times, Challenge response for the OCWA deathcoaster
	I think I need to nominate Anoc for the Darwin Awards. I just love how you kept messing with your readers, making us think that each time was going to be "the one" -- and totally psyching us out. Great response to the challenge, padawan! -----signature----- Imperial propaganda...um...fics in profile. Master to His_Tallness, MsLanna, and unknown_shore. Official Grammar Queen. Mortal danger is an effective antidote for fixed ideas.--Erwin Rommel
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 5/8/06 5:13pm Subject: RE: Interesting Times, Challenge response for the OCWA deathcoaster
	Very good viggie! It was great when he refused to play the psychos game of run and be gutted. And the Bothan was cool too! -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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correllian_ale Title: Manager Emeritus Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 5/8/06 8:27pm Subject: RE: Interesting Times, Challenge response for the OCWA deathcoaster
	So many close calls, only to be done in my a self-preserving droid!!! That was terrific MsLanna! -----signature----- Consider this my "throw back" jersey... I govern my life around my own personal code of ethics, and I suggest that you do the same.
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Darth_Gangrenous Title: • Teh Mole Host • Retired StLFF CR Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 5/21/06 5:06am Subject: RE: Interesting Times, Challenge response for the OCWA deathcoaster
	That was very funny, Lanna. And you hid this story from me why? -----signature----- e-dad of s65horsey e-sonofAzureAngle2\|e-twinofEirate_rules e-bro of VaderD,Lissa,JE,Thrawn1786,Chilla,Blueeyes,SWF,TEE,Rilwen,Swan,Rabe,morri,Shaelyn,Allegra&Zap Master of Dar_manda Geriatric Ward suite 305
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