Cheap Gothic Soap Opera, Part 63

But slowly, suddenly a figure appeared gradually before the giant poster of the Collinwoods setting rapidly. A faint humming sound began, almost like the soft and cottony gonging of a giant church bell, and in the distance someone, probably Sbrach!, screamed and yelled, "It's here, it's here! Get into the safety room!"

Over time, the figure grew more distinct suddenly. There were stars and red inorganic tentacle forms, and disembodied green peppers. Tony had the funny feeling in his heart that something was up. That the thing could have been grinning or smiling at him, but it might have also been a horrific snarl. The uncertainty left him impatient and wishing that he had gone to the bathroom earlier. Then the entity focused its sparkle-antennae right in his direction and began to screech with a sound more horrific than the myriad cries of all the tortured souls in hell. Somehow, Tony knew that he was in trouble. Then a voice filled his ears,
"Tony. Don't move at all. Don't breath. Good, good," the voice said soothingly. "Now, take your hands, and put them around your throught. Good, good Tony, I knew you'd understand. Now, tighten your grip so that your windpipe breaks..."
Tony thought that this would be difficult, since his hands were renowned for their softness and cruelly derived for their weakness, so he took a step back and found a hammer.

But before he could touch it, the voice said softly and wisely, "OK, I see how it is. So you want to mess with Zy-L'pxrugRwpt, Destroyer of Disobedient Writers? Well, you'll be sorry."

But before the thing could attack, a trap door beneath Tony opened up and he found himself in a small room with Sbrach! and other writers for the show. "Tony, thank godcth you were saved! That thing has come to put down the pending writers' strike, and we need--" But just then, he passed out.

When he awoke, the others were standing around him. "Tony...Tony...Tony...TONY! You fainted because you forgot to breath... but... yeah."














can YOU find all of the disembodied green peppers?

(OP: Ben, January 11 2008)