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 Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 7:46 pm
The demon was flat on his a** after the shock of the mysterious van asked him a very good question. What had this van ever done to him? Charlie had to think. He thought hard and long but this was interrupted by pizza.
"Pizza? They have pizza?" Lattice managed to drag Charlie back in to his body. Still. There was some unfinished business with this van out here.
"Vans are driven by strangers and and.." And what else? Was Charlie really trying to explain to a van? "And.. Ummm something about candy and... Strangers... and.. What did McScrum the crime fighting scruffle say again....?"And then he remembered.
"VANS! They start forest fires! Thats it! WITH CANDY AND STOLEN CHILDREN!" Clearly Charlie was getting his programs mixed up. He turned his head to Lattice and gave her a serious nod. "Forest fires."
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 8:02 pm
The van was feeling rather annoyed. Well, as annoyed as a van could be: actually it wasn't a van at all but rather the spirit of a deceased van that just happened to look like a nice white van. With sharp teeth. And an impressive set of tire claws. But noone ever cared about those claws, all they cared about was whether or not it sold ice cream or hot dogs, sigh.
"My name is Sir Washington the Fourth, actually." The van offered, trying not to look too offended, "and I'm wondering why in Jack's name would you would want to punch me. That was totally uncalled for, totally uncalled for entirely."
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 8:12 pm
When he suddenly fell on his a** and then seemed to acknowledge the word 'pizza' she seemed to relax a bit as she stared down at Charlie's form for the moment, "Yes, for a good price as well. Doesn't that sound lovely?" She asked curiously. Lattice didn't want Charlie to keep assaulting the apparently very sentient van spirit if that is what it was.
It introduced itself. She stared up at it and then down at Charlie.
...What?
What.. Just.. Vans start forest fires and ...
Mind was blown.
"Oh..Er..Yes, pleased to meet you Sir Washington the Fourth. I ... apologize for my friend he...is just...Getting out some aggression," she tried to explain and mostly it was true. Charlie was getting out some major aggression just a few moments ago.
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2011 8:23 pm
"Um.." Charlie thought about it again but this time had trouble exactly what he said earlier. Some times the demon just enjoyed the sound of his own voice.
"I'm sorry for punching you... sir Washington the fourth.... Like that Cactus ghoul says" It felt odd to say sorry to a van, but if Cactus could say sorry, then so could he. Maybe this van wasn't so bad? He'd never talked to one.
"But.. the forest fires .. umm.. Do you guys really uh.." He scratched the back of his neck with a long sleeved hand. Pizza at a good price sounded really good right now. The demons stomach gave a loud rumble in agreement that indeed, pizza for a low price sounded great.
"I do want pizza Cactus lady... Uh van... DO YOU REALLY EAT CHILDREN? WOULD YOU LIKE SOME PIZZA INSTEAD?" Now Charlie was talking very loud to the van like the way some people talk to foreigners.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 3:25 pm
Sir Washington the Fourth looked like it was about to cry. Thick black oil leaked from where its engine was roughly located. "B-but I love children!" It blubbered, taking a second to wipe its windshields, several seconds. "How could you even suggest that I would hurt them."
Its look it gave Lattice and Charlie was one of pure horror. "Seriously, what kind of vans have you two been consorting with?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 5:29 pm
Lattice stared at Charlie for a long moment as he just kept going and even rose in tone and then she looked toward Sir Washington the Fourth as it started to get insulted all over again. The Engraver made an uncharacteristic high pitched sound as she suddenly moved to gently grasp Charlie's arm to drag him into the shop as she looked back at the figure of Sir Washington, "Ah! Not many vans, sir. You are the first I met. I am sure you are absolutely delightful in private company, surely."
Tug, tug.
"You see my friend he is hungry and not in his right mind, please forgive his outbursts," she chattered trying to laugh but it came out more like a series of highly distraught short noises of someone that was short of breath as she continued to somewhat forcefully to get Charlie to follow along, "If you'll pardon us we shall remedy the situation. I am sorry. Come Charlie lots of pizza awaits us." She tried to sound cajoling but only ended up sounding a bit insane.
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 7:37 pm
"Vans .. love children?" The demon was tugged. Lattice had the situation under control it seemed. A very confused Charlie could only listen in to the exchange between the two and frown. He was very confused about what was happening right now. Some one had taken his upside down pineapple cake and turned it right side up.
This was a bit much to take in. But Charlie knew how he could fix it. The demon wiggled free from Lattice and ran in to the little corner store. Only to have a few loud shouts of thief screamed from the store as he emerged with a whole two boxes of stolen pizza.
"ITS OKAY! ITS FOR FRIENDSHIP!" The demon called back. The voices hollowering after didn't seem to care what is was for, just that was not paid for. Charlie was now running for the van with the pizzas in hand only to trip over his own sleeves and send the two pizzas flying for the van and Lattice. This all seemed to happen in slow motion in the demons mind.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2011 7:59 pm
He wiggled free and then Lattice fell directly onto her rear end with a small gasp as she watched as the Demon ran off into the store. Lattice didn't even know what was happening anymore and considered the idea that maybe just maybe this entire ordeal was just a dream a very vivid dream that made her fall and hurt her back end - she'd fallen asleep while reading in a chair in a classroom. That had to be it.
Yet the longer she sat there the more she started to realize...
This wasn't going away especially when Charlie ran out (then tripped) with pizza in his arms. She watched helplessly as the pizzas went sailing through the air toward the van making her suck in a bit of her breath as she tried to stand up to ...
... To just fall back again, "Look out!"
The other angry voices from the shopkeeper didn't really register just yet.
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Posted: Wed Nov 09, 2011 11:32 am
The pizza fell, slow motion, right onto the back - see: rear end of the van. There was a strange squealing of tires and a surprised honk followed by a muffled "It's okay, I'm totally okay."
Before the other two could assess the situation, the van gave them the slowest wink. "It's all cool you see, I am an imaginary van."
And then Sir Washington the Fourth was mysteriously gone, as if it had never existed in the first place.
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