From: Andrew Boyd Date: 5/27/96 5:46AM Subject: Storey Bored #28: The Search for Plot Address: To: herpetophile@lists1.best.com Elvira grabbed Frex's other hemipene and managed to get it in her mouth as well, then pulled it out to rub it's scaley hardness between her large perfect breasts.... BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP "Whafuck? Huh?" BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP The Castor Dragon lashed out at the alarm clock, destroying it utterly. Damn! he thought, I go through clocks that way.... He scratched, stretched, and rose. After a really hot shower the Dragon slithered into the kitchen, where the Gods had blessed him with a strong pot of espresso and a large spliff. He thanked the Gods, poured a large cup of coffee and lit the joint, before his assault on the refridgerator. He raped the chocolate cake with his eyes before moving onto the pizza - it was good while it lasted. L7 on the stereo, a good caffeine/THC buzz on, the pain began to leave his skull. Then he sat down at his PC, and began to write... ****************************************************************************** A point of light spots the darkness like a first tooth, small and sharp and white. As it gets closer it becomes recognisable to the illuminated as the TURDIS. Singing can be heard from inside: "I'm a Lumberherp and I'm OK, I..." "My God" said Dino, interupting himself, "What am I singing that crap for? I'm not THAT big a Python fan." "Too bad" said the Python, and vanished. "We're off to Aquamarine...." teased Wolfwings again. X looked up, frowning "Where was that, again?" "I don't know" came the reply, "You punched it up." "Well, you are leading us there!" said X. Wolfwings looked up to see that every eye was apon him, and that a LOT of teeth and claws glistened in the dim light. Suddenly the atmosphere contracted to nothing and reality crumbled and cracked. ******************************************************************** The Castor Dragon swore and threw the crumpled hard copy into the waste paper bin. "Piss on that" he said to himself. Actually, when he had, he felt better and able to continue. He slipped a Defrhyme CD into the player and turned it up.... ********************************************************************* Wolfie had settled into the group well. He was looking forwards to Aquamarine. If only he could get the group there alive... X jumped up, gun set to "like, postmodern" and blasted the silvery figure as it materialised. "Damn that Cera!" said X, "Vorpal Ninjas now! Next it'll be hyoomans!" But no-one noticed X's act of heroism, Wolfwings had their total attention, relating an amusing anecdote. "So I grab her, and I say "I got you, now I'm gonna eat you!" and SHE says "Eat, eat, eat! Doesn't anybody fuck anymore?!" The crowd broke up with hysterical laughter. Little Red Riding Hood jokes were popular. Then the TURDIS seemed to disintegrate and disappear down a piece of black cable towards a distant phone line, destination Aquamarine. ********************************************************************** Fuckit, thought the Castor Dragon, that'll do. I'll do better once I get the hang of it. He carried his tired arthritic carcase into the morning sun, and soaked up the magic heat in gratitude. BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP "Whafuck? Huh?" said Andrew. ___________________________________________________________________ Andrew Boyd - andrew@pcug.org.au - http://www.pcug.org.au/~andrew Evolution takes no prisoners.... ___________________________________________________________________