Todd, Butch, and perilous puppet story

Lobo.

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im making this story its own thread... so maybe more people will get involved!



(spark notes version- perilous puppet feeds the mouse that todd gave her to her parana, butch... the mouse ends up to have a chemical/biothingie in it called deadcell... butch then crashes through the tank and bites puppet. puppet is then found outside with a hole in the side of her house. todd shows up and leads an attack on butch, who is traveling down the mississippi.. later puppet, her bitemark unnoticed, startes to grow big, and she leaves the house... butch is now in the gulf of mexico (getting dehidrated from the saltwater) and has an airstrike waiting for him at the mississippi delta... butch is now 20ft long and puppet is still growing.... now you add on, just read the post before to get a bearing on whats going on


heres the (complete) story so far: scroll all the way down if you just wanted to read the sparknote version... have fun with it, and dont be afraid to add new twists!

CHAPTER ONE
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Once upon a time there was a winking blinking girl, named...uh, perilous pupet. She was trying to decide what kind of wine to drink. The saki she saw in her cupboard reminder her so much of Todd, that she had to go with the napa valley merlot. She couldnt bear to think of him, having waited so long for his return, then being cast away as another crazed groupie.
Keeping in mind the whole time, a young love that had left her hoping for a future. Reaching for the Merlot, she pondered if the wine would simply sooth her injured ego or give her one hell of a headache. Placing the dusty bottle on the shelf she decided to drowned her self pity by watching her friendly finned fish. They always calmed her nerves, yet she would get this sick twisted grin as she fed pinkies to Butch, her red bellied pirahana, all the while thinking, "Wow, the pink of these mice reminds me of Todd's ears...
She spares one of the mice, as a silent reminder of how cute Todd could be. Wondering what that little guy was thinking and wondering if he knew just how close his fate was to the jaws of the pirahna, she tickles his little ears and a tear swells in her eyes. Changing her mind of the merlot, aware of the headache and thinking it just may be worth it, she pours herself a mug with a splash of OJ. She sits back and watches little Todd, swigging her drink, wondering how she could be considered a groupie after all this time... Butch is staring at her from beyond the glass, giving her that pouty still hungry look... She looks back at little Todd again, gently places the little fellow in her hand and whispers to him...
"Poop happens," and she drops poor Todd into Butch's tank. Turning her back to him so she doesn't see the carnage. The tear that built up in her eye slowly makes its way down her cheek. She wipes it away and decides it is time for bed. She makes her way upstairs, not noticing the tank that Butch was in slowly fill with a black substance masking everything in it. Meanwhile across town two scientists have a talk.

CHAPTER 2
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"Hey what happened to the Deadcell mice babies?" ask the first scientist.

"I dunno, there were in this cage I showed my sister," said the other scientist.

"Sister? The one who has a pirahana?" asked the first scientist.

"Yeah, you should see her feed pinkies to....." Both scientists looked each other in the eyes as the gravity of the situation sunk into their bellies.

while perilous puppet tossed and turned in her sleep, thinking of the horrible pain that she had probably caused, she came to a realization that she still missed todd, and that she could not completely set his memory to the oblivion of the past. getting up for a midnight glass of O.J., she passed by Butch on her way to the kitchen, who stared at her with frightenly bright eyes, and a new hunger that seh had never seen before...

she began to reflect on Butch's last meal..... Little Todd.... reflecting how she knew where he came from. She could afford 10-fold of these little pinkies but free is free and when her sister, KAPpet showed her the cage of all these little free tickets, she couldn't resist. Butch would LOVE these, she thought, never once considering naming one.

But her reflection was cut short when Butch began ramming into the side of the tank. Confused she watched on not knowing what was going on. With a few more hard hits the tempered glass shattered spilling water everywhere and dumping Butch onto the floor. Perilous Puppet ran into the kitchen grabbed a bowl from the cabinet and went back into the living room to save poor Butch. But when she went to reach for him he flopped up and bit her on her hand. She pulled it back letting out an "OUCH!!” Puppet began feeling dizzy and slowly passed out. She awoke looking Todd in the eyes; he was wearing his police uniform.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes," she replied, "What happened?"

"You tell me," Todd pointed to a large hole in the side of her house.

"Todd... your supposed to be dead..." she immidiatly fainted, and the hasmat crew took it from there and began the long process of decontaminateing her house, not realizeing the bitemarks on her hand...

Todd, now in his military outfit then went into the strategy room...
alright, there is somthing out there had eaten the deadcell... and we want it dead before it reaches the Twin Cities... and beyond to the mississippi river area... begin mobilizeing the troops and make shure to get a sample of its tissue! the US military NEEDS this!
YES SIR!...

CHAPTER 3
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Todd reflects back to his days as a Marine. Those were the days, he thinks, puppet and I were so young, so new.... what could have happened here, what did she go through.... and what was it that put that huge hole in the wall.... she didn't own a Great Dane or Mad Cow.... just what was big enough to cause such destruction...

but there was no time for recolection... she was bound to genectic experiments for the rest of her life, and there was a monster out there somewhere, and heading toward the twin cities... todd rushed to the command center from where he communicated to the rest of the military.

soon blood draining screames insued from over the radio

"AHHHH GET IT OFF!!!" one marine yelled through intermitant gunfire
"Name your position Marine!" todd screamed "I REPEAT, NAME YOUR POSITION!"
"they're all gone!! THE MONSTER IS A..." right then the radio went silent, except for the sounds of chomping and knashing... todd had to change the channel to keep down his last meal...
"i want a triangulation of that last signal" he commanded to the nearest radio technition "and i want to call an airstrike..."

....a huge airstrike! Todd screamed
"wow not so loud todd, jesus" cooed the radio operator
"sorry, i'm just nervous!"
"ok but an airstrikes not gonna repair my eardrum, christ you can be so insensitve" quipped the operator
"well we'll do a small one then" replied todd, sounding sorry
"how small?"
"2 missles" said todd
"ummmm still a bit loud.....how about some fire works and a few sparklers or may be some indoor fireworks, real jazzy like." replied the operator
"ohh sounds nice, i've got a cheeky bottle of merlot at home too,you wanna go twosies....

Being a firm believer of the "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy of the Marine Corps, Todd decides pass. Little does he know he has just saved his life and the life of the entire Western world.

Across the wire, a small scaley operator with a familiar gleam in his eyes drops the receiver and flops off the side of his radio boat. He glides through the Missisippi toward the Delta...

CHAPTER 4
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Puppet sits in the doctor’s office waiting to be released. She nervously bites at her nails "It is taking to long," she thinks. Just then a doctor comes into the ER and walks up to Puppet. He is in his 40s and strangely cute for an old man.

"Well, you seem to be fine physically..." says the doctor

"But," replies puppet

"But, we found a strange chemical in your bloodstream,"

"What do you mean, Chemical?" asked puppet

"I don't know, it is strange. It seems to be reacting with your blood, but I can't tell what it is doing. I need to get another blood sample and run a few more tests if you don't mind," said the Doctor.

"Okay, but can I ask you something?" said Puppet

"Sure!" replied the doctor.

"What is your name and can I get something to drink?" Asked Puppet

The doctor smirked and said, "The name is Dr. South, and I will have the nurse bring you some coffee,"

"WATER!!!," shouted Puppet. "I want water,"

Edit: Crap I didn't catch the "scaley" part.

Dr. South meets Nursi... er... Nurse in a back room, winks and asks her to prepare a "coffee" and winks again. Nursie... er.... the Nurse looks sideways at Dr. South, mmm-hmmmmm, I know just what ya mean, eyeing him from head to toe, juuuust what you mean. The Nurse heads to a closed door with cross-bones on it.

Meanwhile, Pupet sits in the ER finding herself thinking about Todd again. *sigh* If only I could stop thinking about him. About his strong muscular physique, the way his blue eyes sparkeled in the sunset when they were last together, the comfort and security she felt when he held her close to him.
UGH! she mumbled!! WHERE IS HE?!?! How could he be so assuring like that and then disappear like this at times like these!!

Outside, there is a slapping sound, it's Butch, looking for his Pupet... it's all his watery yet chemical mind can think about at this time. He needs her to take care of him, he needs her to feed him, he needs her to turn on the lights, he needs her...

but the slapping sound was only a dream tha puppet was experiencing in the night... she suddenly bolted upright to find that she was hungry... soo hungry..
she stands up, and her head slams into the cealing... "i didnt realize how small this room was..."

CHAPTER 5
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...meanwhile butch is goarging himself on some dolfins in the gulf of mexico, when he spots a large oil tanker, just filled with workers... the now 20 foot long fish cant resist...

add your own paragraph/section and continue the story! :D
 
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Lobo. said:
.......CHAPTER 5
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...meanwhile butch is goarging himself on some dolfins in the gulf of mexico, when he spots a large oil tanker, just filled with workers... the now 20 foot long fish cant resist...
:D

Butch begins to slowly swim next to the oil tanker, his gleaming orange eye peers out of the water as he roles on his side. Looking at the crew gathering on the side of the boat, he can see thier mouths moving. Remembering the movements that his lovely mistress' mouth made just before she would drop a delicious soft pink bitey bite into his tank. Butch soon hears the sounds drifting down from the deck as the captain orders all engines to stop.

The crew, all pointing and yelling, crowds near the port side and in the mayhem a tender, young, blond man is knocked off balance. As hands reach to grab him, slips and falls the two dozen feet to the water below. Butch, all ready in a state of delirium from feasting, looks at the young man square in the eye. To afraid to move and yet completely mezmerized by the strange beauty of this fish, young Jonathon Price floats just under the water's surface.

With the swish of his tail, Butch pushes Jonathon to the surface where crew memembers are ready to pull him out. Jonathon stares back at the orange eye, seeing in it a glimmer of knowing, an understanding of what it means to take life and to give it back. It wasn't until hours later that Jonathon realizes he has seen a fresh water fish, albeit a huge one, in the Gulf! From the deck he hears the blast of the captains voice screaming for him to report to the keel, a helicopter has landed with some very important guests who want to speak with him...
 
Crouching, Pupet massages her head and feels a warm trickle oozing down her temple. "Am I bleeding??", she thinks. She sits back down on the side of her bed, looks over to the nighttable on the other side of the bed and reaches for it, taking a tissue out. "Funny", she thinks, "I coulda sworn this was a King sized bed". She remembers the day her and Todd picked it out, along with the matching furniture. It was the most beautiful king sized 4 post bed with 8 foot bosts. It makes me look like the man I am, she remembers Todd saying. *sigh* those were the days.

She gets back up from the bed, taking extra care not to hit her head again, she heads for the door. Everything seems a lot smaller, she thinks. It's like I was put in a little person's house but that's exactly like mine... just smaller. She makes her way carefully for the kitchn, holding the tissue on her head as she passes Butch's shattered home. "OH NO!, WHAT'S HAPPENING!!, IT WASN'T A DREAM AFTER ALL!!" She takes to the ront door and enters the world outside...
 
just for you test, i added a sparknotes version...
 
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"OH NO!, WHAT'S HAPPENING!!, IT WASN'T A DREAM AFTER ALL!!" She takes to the ront door and enters the world outside...

Puppet streeks down the stairs to the lawn, as bright light turns the dark yard bright as day. Down drafts from an approaching helicopter make Puppet's hair blow in all directions. Confused by the light, scared by the sound and winds of the copter, and her face tangled by her beautiful locks, Puppet collapses in a heap.

Slowly from the skids of the helicopter, a young blonde stranger steps down and walks toward her crumpled body. With great care he directs his companions to lift her carefully into the cargo area. Tears roll down his face as his fingers trace down what were once beautifully soft, pink arms. Arms that are now starting to turn white, scales beginning to break through the delicate skin. Jonathon Price cannot help but recognize a hidden beauty that this poor woman had not 24 hours ago.

"D*mn those scientists for taking my chemical invention. It was never meant to be used on mammalian life forms. The whole purpose of the dark-matter-chemical was to convert fresh water life forms into dual-water creatures. Ones that could live in any salinity level. The world is never ready for true scientific progress, d*mn the military and science efforts. All they do is destroy," Jonathon sighs and looks out the window as they fly just above the waters, into the night to an awaiting lab on a hidden Gulf island. There Jonathon will be able to restore Puppet to her diminuative, tender self.

Whispers come from the corner of the helicopter, "No....*gurggles sound* not... military... not science (more raspy breaths, more gurggles). Just... human na- na- nature..." The sounds of breathing drift off. Jonathon looks at Puppet's quickly transforming body. He knows they will not make it in time. Never wanting to test this on humans, he looks at the dark Gulf waters and thinks to himself quiet and unmentionable thoughts. He knows what will become of her if his collegues get ahold of her. He knows they are waiting.

Without thinking, he reaches for the straps that hold her to the cargo floor and begins to tug and tear at them.

"Sir, please I wouldn't do that," a young seaman pleads.

"Listen, I outrank you. Sit your @ss down or help, but you will not stop me. You know what they will do to her, you know she was my sister! I will not let them hurt her!" The seaman looks at Jonathon's red, tear stained eyes and lays his fire arm aside. Together they free Puppet's morphed body, being careful not to harm her newly formed gills. As they open the door the pilot begins to yell, Jonathon responds with a tight voice, "If you don't want this entire bird in those waters, shut the hell up, hover, and prepare for a shift of weight!"

With that Jonathon carefully rolls the body of what was his sister out of the helicopter and with a splash she enters the quiet, warm waters.

Everything is so peaceful. Puppet feels the water envelop her.

Screams ripp through her mind, "DON'T BREATHE, YOU WILL DROWN!! WHAT DID HE DO!? WHY DID HE THROW ME AWAY! MY OWN BROTHER, JUST LIKE TODD!"

Eyes wide open, she sees the surface as she tries to orient herself. Wanting to reach her arms toward the air, she cannot. Her arms will not come in front of her face. From the murky depths she begins to see a figure, large and grey it begins to move up under her. Terror shreds what is left of her lucidity. Then a soft orange eye meets hers. She knows this eye, she has seen it for the past 15 years. Puppet is suddenly aware, it is Butch. He is trying to comfort her. He rubs his body down hers. Puppet is aware of that she has not inhaled, the water has been streaming into her mouth for a full two minutes and she has not passed out, she did not drown.

Looking at Butch, glancing at the top of the disturbed water she can make out a large helicopter with a face that seemed so familiar, yet she doesn't quite know... With a bump from her companion, she turns and follows her future into the wide Gulf waters and a new peaceful life.
 
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i couldn't let this die unread. we need to do another story soon! my hidden author screams for a venue!
 
omg... read this thread again (forgot about it for a while)... but i dont dare add to the story, id probably mess it up (more than it is already) PUPPETT IS A FISHY!!! :dive2:
 
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