January 19, 2012

Retirement of Cait

Posted in Uncategorized at 8:30 pm by caitythefriendlystalker

Hey ACP,

It’s Cait. Honestly, lately I’ve been tired of ACP and having to deal with some people in it(Not naming ANY names) and I think thats its time. Time to retire, I’ve had 2 good years in ACP. I met tons of new friends, made tons of new enemies, laughed my head off tons of times, cried my eyes out tons of times, etc. I’ve been on the edge of doing this for months, telling myself, “Just one more week, it will get better.” I was wrong. I was DEAD wrong. It got worse, way worse as the weeks progressed into months. This has been on my mind since November.

I’m pretty sure this is the last time i’ll be posting something like this. I don’t plan to return to ACP ever again. If you guys wanna talk to me, you can talk to me on chat. I guess i’ll still come on chat, or at least until I can unaddict myself from it. Not worrying about events might take some stress of my shoulders, some people in ACP have stressed me out so much I can’t sleep at night anymore. I believe I’ve devoloped insomnia. Why I let this all overwhelm me? I don’t know. Hopefully this will all end when I retire. No more pain, sadness, depression, insomnia, stress, etc.

NOW OFF THE SAD TOPICS. LETS GET HAPPY Special thanks coming on now.

Fox- Thanks for being someone I could tell EVERYTHNG to. Thanks for being one of the only people to defend me in fights. Thanks for being there for me, I consider you to be one of my best ACP friends and like a sister. Thank You.

Boomer- HI ONLINE DADDY! I’M ON ACP SITE! You were someone who always liked corn, and honestly sometimes I wished you were my real parent based on how wrecked my family is. I always found it amusing that you had an afro. LOL. Well anyway, sorry I deleted you on facebook. My family would of gotten suspicous liek “WHO THE HELL IS THIS PERSON WITH THE AFRO, CAITLYN?!” so yeah. Thank you for treating me like you would treat your actuall kids.

Monsoon- HI ONLINE MOMMY! I’M ON ACP SITE! You draw so well, its amazing. It totally tops my pictures.

And

I hope you go far in ACP, you are a new mod. Don’t let what happened to me happen to you. Please

Danny- HAI BESTFRIEND I know you’re in nachos, but you deserve a special shoutout for being such a good bestfriend. You listened to my problems, we laughed at events that happened in our lives, we discussed mean people and how bad they are, and we discussed the stuff your crush irl. Hopefully we can stay bffs and out bff my last bffship that crashed and burned.

Paddy- You are my 2nd bestfriend in all of CP armies. We talk almost daily and have the wierdest, funniest, and awesomest conversations ever. You tell me alot about England and all, so imma come visit you in England in 6 or 7 years after you come visit me in St.Louis in 5 years . Hopefully you never leave and we can have our funny conversations while waiting for 5 years. And btw, PADDY AND JESSICA FOREVER. Jeddy. JEDDY FOREVER.

Lillie- HAI. You were my mentor in ACP a year ago, before I became mod. Truthfully, you were a good mentor. I also remember you being one of the 1st people in ACP I ever talked to. And im my small ACP family tree you are my step sister.

Bekka- Ok I know you aren’t ACP and that you dont have anything to do with ACP, but I am mentioning you anyway because you know of a few people in ACP. They are just disguised as random people I chat with on skype You know about Shab, Cart, Paddy, and a few other people. I’ve known you since the beginning of 6th grade, which isn’t long since I’m in 7th grade. But we spent so much time together and have so many good memories I consider you family, my best friend, etc. And my parents consider you as a daughter. I hope you never get exposed to ACP and the people inside of it, even though it has some good kids, it also has its bad kids aswell. It has damaging effects. Just ask my wrecked personality, as you can tell. I hope we can stay bestfriends forever, and I hope you never read this cause then it would been you went on ACP site. I LOVE YOU LIKE A SISTER. NO HOMO.

Cart- You wrecked me. In ACP, and in rl. You realesed a chain of events which caused me to stay up all night thinking and feeling guilty for no reason, eat less, lose my happy personality of which I had in real life(If you want proof I will get Bekka on ACP chat and let her admit it). I don’t know what happened. We were Bffs! What happened, Carter? You lied about divorcing me on xat. You said you wanted to walk alone, I respected that and divorced you like you wanted. Less then a month later, you bffed Stew. I’m not asking for much, I did my fair share to make this happen; I just wanna know the real reason you left me.

Mch- You are like my brother. I got mod under your leadership, and I wish you never left. I’m so happy that you’re back. TEEN TITANS ARE AWESUM. Js :3

Hatt- You are like the brother I wish I had. My other brother ignores me and blocks me out. You are a good friend, and we were married on xat 2 times actully. Actully, I think your brother lives by me or use to. Where he supposeidly lives is right across the street from Bekka’s neighborhood! I hope you get to read this and see how much I appreciate you. And BTW, one time Aly and I were hanging out in one of your chats and one of your RL friends came on and Aly was her normal self and insulted him. So he invited us on cam to show us he was real and he ended up flashing us his…junk o.e

Noka- I can’t write anything because all you say is “K”.

Wwe- You randomly married me on xat one time when I was on IW chat, and we talk alot on skype. Thats pretty much all.

BillyMays- Billy, don’t let your mom tell you to have no creativity. You have lots of creativity, with all the stories you write about ponies and all the ponie desktop backgrounds you make. Btw, I still think you should get a mohawk(:

Asd- I was practicly your mentor! I was the 1st person you met in ACP, and I’m proud of how far you got. You are one of the best writers I’ve ever known, keep writing and someday publish a story and I’ll be the 1st to buy it. I promise.

Ken- After all the times I’ve retired and came back, You are probably sick of posting these. But I can assure you, you will probably not have to post anything else in this nature from me.

Shab- Ok, I know you kinda hate my guts, but lately we’ve been getting along somewhat. YAY FOR PROGRESS . And anyway, thanks for teaching me the difference between You’re and Your

I know I’m forgetting alot of people, but I love you all anyway (:

Now for retirement songs;

Krwling- A lincoln Park mashup

What it means: The song is slowed with different beats, I just really like it(:

Young- Hollywood Undead

What it means: We’re all so young. I think all of ACP can reflect off of this song.

Still Around- 3oh!3

What it means: I’m still around for now, enjoy me while you can. You never know when I could be gone. Forever.

Youth of the Nation- P.O.D

What it means: This song describes my ACP story ALOT.

Teenagors- My Chemical Romance

What it means: I don’t even know. I just like the song.

Fly- Nicki Minaj

What it means: My 1st retirement song. Means alot actully.

Blazin- Nicki Minaj

What it means: “I fly, I fly high. I’m Blazin.” <3

Better Than Drugs- Skillet

What it means: Dear Destin; Why wasn’t I better then fighting and drugs last June?

When I’m Gone- Eminem

What it means: “When I’m gone just carry on, don’t mourn; rejoice.”

Going thru Changes- Eminen

What it means: “I’m hatin’ my relfection, I walk around my house trying to fight mirrors I can’t stand what I’ve become.”

Black Dahlia- Hollywood Undead

What it means: I think this relfects so much of how I feel.

From Heads Unworthy- Rise Against

What it means: I guess I was unworthy.

Bass Down Low- Dev

What it means: Bekka and I’s favorite song :3

Safe and Sound- Taylor Swift Ft. The Civil Wars

What it means: Maybe someday I’ll be Safe and Sound. I can only hope.

Eminem- Beautiful

What it means: The song says it all.

ACP, I will miss you all. I hope you all miss me to. Never forget the mark I left on you guys. And thanks for knowing me as Cait. Not as just a soldier, but as a person and a friend. Thank you.

~CaitlynAnn4, better known as just Cait.<3

BTW, Vote against SOPA.

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January 12, 2012

Mistakes By;Cait

Posted in Uncategorized at 10:05 am by caitythefriendlystalker

Ok, for starters I had an idea for a story like this nonACP related. I tried so hard to focus and write it. But I couldnt. I ran out of ideas, couldnt get the beginning going, etc. So im gonna see how it goes as an ACP story. Please no bad feedback, I have never been good at writing.

Mistakes

By: Cait

The action doesn’t really start until the end of chapter 2. The 1st chapter is just random story starting fluff :3

Chapter 1

It was a normal day in May. All the kids in Ms.Immekus’s Advisory class were all slumped over half asleep. All except for Caitlyn, Emma, and Madison. Imp Caitlyn. Emma and Madison are 2 of my bestest friends ever. Our morning job was getting ice and water for Ms.Immekus, so of course we were buzzing and waiting for her to hand over her crimson red water cup so we could have a little freedom to travel the school and fiddle off task. Our teacher entered the room and handed Emma her water cup.

“Get lots of ice today Emmy, its supposed to be hot today.” The teachers voice was loud and casually playful as usual. Nothing new to the kids who spent 9 months in the room every morning with her.

“Yesm’am Ms. Immekus!” Emma cried as we 3 sped out of the room and into the hallway to climb the stairs to the 1st floor.

I ran ahead and got up the stairs first, I always had a competitive sporty side. Today was a wonderful day. It was sunny and happy outside! And not to mention warm so we could wear shorts. I was dressed in a light pink top with hot pink hearts on it, it had a front tie and was a little big. Just a smidge though. I was also wearing shorts that went down to a little above my tan knees. My long dirty blonde hair was straightened, and thrown behind my shoulders from racing up the stairs. Emma looked way different from me; she was pale and a few inches shorter than me. She has thin brown hair that went down to her shoulders and usually wore Hollister t-shirts and capris, unlike me who wore shorts and more casual tops then the expensive Hollister, Emma was also a bit chubby. But that doesn’t even matter; she was my friend and I loved her like a sister either way. Madison was why different then both of us. She had darker skin, I think she was maybe Puerto Rican. She had long black hair that was just to DIEEEEEEE for. I loved her hair. She was about the height of Emma, but was really skinny. She kind of had the same style as me. She just wore different brand then I did, not to mention she was a year older then Emma and I. 8th grade. When Emma and Madison reached the top of the stairs, we started down the hallway making our way through. Skipping along happily, I followed them.

“DAKOTA!” Madison yelled jumping up and down.

“Hi Madison, Hi Caitlyn.” Dakota replied, totally ignoring Emma’s existence.

Dakota was in my Honors comm arts class. He was a nice boy actually, liked to make conversation, unlike his best friend Cam. I guess I could call Cam a jerk, even though I didn’t know him. Out of the 3 times he’s even spoken to me he treated me with no respect. The other 2 times were to let me go in front of him in the lunch line. The 1st time he spoke to me, he addressed like this; “Hey you, Caitlyn Ann. You’re my partner now.” Not the best way to address someone you don’t even know. So of course I just stood there like an idiot, my expression reading “Uhm…Ok..?” Even though that was the correct facial expression, I still could of said something.

“How are you today, Dakota?” I asked the skinny, shortish boy.

“I’m good, you?” “I’m fine.” Dakota was very skinny for his age.

He had spikey reddish/brownish hair and he was kind of short. I was surprised he was one of the schools best wrestlers. I guess looks are deceiving. Cam looked a lot like Dakota. Shortish, skinny, except Cam had dark brown hair. Almost black. They could have been twins if they’re hair color matched.

“Guys,” Emma started.

“Shouldn’t we stop making google eyes and go get Ms.Immekus’s water?” Emma scrunched up her face.

“Sure, you guys go do that you need to do.” Dakota replied.

“Bye.” He slipped away down the hallway, not giving us a chance to say Goodbye.

“Bye…” Madison said almost silently.

We started down the hallway once again, but in silence. No skipping or giggling anymore. When we got to the Home Ed room, the only room with ice, Madison and Emma started whining about who was gonna go in first. “You go in!” “No you!” I finally got annoyed of them whining so I pushed them aside and walked inside. It was strangely awkward because Ms. Immekus’s son, Ryan, was in this advisory.

“HI MOM’S STUDENTS!” Ryan yelled from across the room.

“HI TEACHERS SON.” I yelled back, even though I knew Ryan’s name, I knew he knew our names so I just gave it back to him. I ran to catch up with Emma and Madison, who were already spooning ice into the cup.

“Gimme an ice cube!” I cried as they were filling the cup.

Emma handed me a slippery cube and I popped it into my mouth. My mouth felt crammed, with braces and all. Emma and Madison closed the ice machine and started towards the door with me at their heels. We walked down the hallway until we found the water fountain with cold water and filled up the cup. Then we started back down the stairs. Of course, we ran into Cam on the stairs and he ignored Emma and me totally. Just paying attention to Madison.

“Hi Madison!” Cam brightened up.

“What’s up?”

“Nothing much really, what’s up with you?” Madison looked back at us and cleared her throat.

“I don’t know if you’ve met them, but this is Emma and Caitlyn.” She smiled at us.

“I know Caitlyn,” Cam replied unenthusiastically.

“But I’ve never met Emma.” Cam finished.

“I have to get back to class, bye.” Cam sped away before any of us could comment.

“That was rude.” I replied sighing.

“I know it was, but Cam’s been on edge lately since his dad left…” Madison’s small voice trailed off.

“Oh…” I replied. I suddenly felt really bad for the boy.

Poor Cam. Now he and Dakota had another thing in common. No dads around. I don’t know where Dakota’s dad was, but I knew he wasn’t around. Dakota had once made a comment in class; “My mom says I’m the man of the house since my dad isn’t around.” Our honors comm arts teacher replied back with “Usually the man of the house is a father…” and then Cam trolled and said “Is there anything you’d like to admit to us Dakota?” and then everyone broke out laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world. Even I thought it was funny at that time. I guess not anymore…Madison, Emma, and I jumped off the last step with the cup of ice and water and wondered back into our classroom. Ms. Immekus was standing in the front of the class preaching to the children. Emma ran up and handed her the cup of water and then ran back to Madison and me. We sat down in our usual order. Emma, Madison, and then me. We sat in silence and listening to Ms.Immekus for the rest of the small class time. When it was over, we jumped up in panic and scrambled with our stuff. We ran into the hallway and made a mad dash to the stairs. Needed to get up to the 1st floor before rush hour! If we were caught in rush hour we’d be crushed under the shoes of 6th, 7th, and 8th graders. We bolted up the stairs as fast as we could run up stairs in flip flops. My flip flop slapped the main level of our school 1st. I was safe from being turned into to pulp. Emma made it next. And then Madison. We were safe. Safe from morning rush 5 minutes. Madison turned right down the hallway, and Emma and I turned left to go to our locked. I pulled up to my locker. “JUSTIN JBS” was still written on it from when Tori attacked it when a pencil. Why she wrote Justin, I have no clue. But either way I didn’t like it. No one would clean it off. It had been there for months. MONTHS. So I just had to deal with the ugly sloppy writing. I opened my locker and tried to survive the stench of 2 pairs of gym shoes. Bekka and I’s shoes. Bekka was my best friend, and locker partner. Bekka looked a lot like Emma. She had brown hair, except it was thicker. And Bekka was extremely tall and average weight, I was average weight but I was still a little skinnier then Bekka was. The only good thing about average weight was being able to be a little curvy. Off the weird subject, I got my books and ran into my math class and dropped my 4 ton binder and 3 ton book down before my arms gave up and the 2 heavy items broke my poor little toes.

Chapter 2

I struggled through math class, trying to stay focused. It was hard considering everyone wanted to get out of school or just jump out the window and go run around. Aaron was being extra twitty to our math teacher, Ms.Strupp, today. I think he almost drove her to the point where she was going to jump out the window and run around! Either way, we ended up getting extra math homework, yay Aaron! I don’t know why we got it, its not like anyone would bother to do it. Our class was a pretty bad class, we were disruptive, didn’t bother to work on homework, talked constantly, etc.

I streamed out of the math classroom when the bell rung. I hooked a right out and walked to Bekka and I’s locker. I opened the door and the smell of gym shoes fell out again.

“BEKKA AND CAITLYN HAVE SHOES IN THEY’RE LOCKER!” Nayla screamed like everyone didn’t have shoes in their locker.

“Nayla, you say that EVERYDAY. We don’t care. Everyone has shoes in their locker.” Baliee commented harshly.

Bailee was a short skinny girl with long, blonde hair. She usually wore it up, actually I don’t think I’ve ever seen her with it down…Either way, I continued to get my stuff out. I put my math book and math journal at the bottom of the locker, and got a silent reading book from my shelf of the locker, and then was booted out by Bekka. I walked down the hallway and passed the 1st staircase. I hated that staircase, so I didn’t take it anymore. I took the one at the beginning of the hallway. Having to walk all this way, the hallways were pretty much empty now….Only a few people that were already leaving to their classrooms. I stopped at the beginning of the main hallway. I looked right, to my staircase which was empty already, and then I looked left. Looking left, there were 2 teenagers sitting on the waiting couches in the hallway. Probably sons of the teachers or something, I ignored the 2 teenagers and turned to go down my staircase. I skipped down the 1st row of stairs, and then the 2nd. I reached the 2nd floor and hooked a left and started down the hallway to my Social Studies class. I knew I was late, but I didn’t care. Not like it mattered this far into the year anyway. I walked casually into the open door and took my seat. Mrs. Skiles didn’t even notice I was late and that I just sauntered in.

“Hi Caitlyn…” Whispered Kc, a dirty blonde haired girl with bleached eyebrows and had once hit me in the head over and over again for no reason. She also use to ride my bus, it was her, Bekka, Aby, Tommy, Jake, Jon, Jerret, Allie, and me. I loved that bus. I loved 6th grade. I miss 6 grade so much. So much has changed. And with all my heart I wish it hadn’t.

Social Studies class was boring. No one was being amusing today. The class let out as usual, like 2 minutes late which sent us running to get to the staircase before it jammed. It jammed before we could reach it. So we spent like 3 minutes of out 5 minutes between classes wiggling up the stairs between rude 7th graders and 8th graders. I got off the crowded stairs and ran to my honors comm arts class. Lots of the kids were already there, Cam and Dakota were. I came in and set my stuff down and sat down at my desk. I was in the 2nd row, 1st desk. Shon and Cam sat behind me. Claudia sat to the right of me, and Shannon sat behind her. Alysion sat to the left of me, Katie sat behind her. I’m not going to go into deep details of the people around me, but most of them were blonde or brunette. Claudia, Cam, Katie, and Shannon were brunette. Alyison, Shon, and I were blonde.

Colten was excelling in being a comedian today. Instead of his usual, which including shoe throwing, jumping on the backs of innocent victims, etc., he was absorbed in his jokes, wording, and interrupting, Mrs. Atkinson, our comm arts teacher today. Colten was just like Cam and Dakota. Looked exactly like them, except he had light brown spikey hair. They could of been triplets if they had the same hair color. Class went by normally, have 20 minutes of work time and then going to lunch, and then coming back to 40 minutes of work time. Nothing new. I got out of class and wondered to my graffiti locker and opened the door, I exchanged my binder for a red string bag which contained gym clothes. I swapped flip flops for socks and turquoise Nike gym shoes. After getting my stuff, I ran down the main hallway to get to my next class.

I got to my computer class. In this class I sat by Matt, Cece, and Tori. They were all brunette. I knew Tori and Cece, but not Matt so much. He was funny though. I went through my normal schedule of computer class, work on my type to learn lessons and blast my iPod music in the process of typing. When the class let out, I ran to my gym class and got dressed in my gym clothes. Red sweats pants and my grey “Chicago Police Force” t-shirt that my dad had given me. We played mat ball, a delightful remix of kickball that I enjoyed. When done playing, I was so tired out I didn’t even want to change back into my normal clothes. So I grabbed my gym bag and limped out to my locker. I exchanged turquoise gym shoes for flip flops. While walking to get to the front of the school, I passed my 6th grade classroom. My heart ached when I did. Remembering all the good times….I felt sad because of my old friend Sammy. She had moved schools, and changed so much. She went from being so happy and random and beautiful, to being so depressing and quiet and full of hair dye! A sad loss. It’s like Sammy died and this…thing replaced her. It made me so mad.

I walked happily down the hallway. It was the weekend; school would be done soon, what wasn’t to be happy about? I was stopped by the intercom clicking on, and the principals voice buzzing onto the speaker, “Caitlyn _ _ _ _, please come to the office RIGHT away.” Her voice sounded urgent. I stood there just standing staring at the intercom for a few minutes before starting to walk. Was I in trouble? Did someone write me up? What was going on? When I got to the front office, the front desk lady recognized me right away and almost burst into tears when I walked in.

“Are you ok?” I asked, confused.

The lady was sniffling and tears were consuming her grey, lifeless looking eyes. All the office ladies had lifeless eyes.

“Yes, I’m fine…” She whimpered. “It’s just that….you’re so young…it’s not fair….” She broke into tears.

I stared at her. What was she talking about? What WAS going on? The door to the principal’s office opened, and Mrs.Quiten, our principal, stuck her head out the door.

“Caitlyn! You made it!” She cried happily.

Her voice was shaky though. So I knew something was very wrong, I just didn’t know what. She gestured me into her office, so I came in and sat down in a chair. Her office was decorated red and black even though our schools colors were blue and white. Ironic. She used the opposite of our school to decorate her office. There was a man in a suit standing by the desk, he was standing in perfect posture and looked like he was about 25…maybe 30?

“Hi Caitlyn!” The man said happily.

“Who are you?” I asked, not sounding happy to see him.

“I’m Agent Parker, I work for the government.” Agent Parker nodded at Mrs.Quentuin and she left the room.

“I don’t like you.” I replied to Agent Parker.

“You don’t have to, it’s ok.” He smiled, trying to look sincere even though I could tell he was a little frustrated.

“Can we just get to the point of you telling me what the hell you want from me?” I snapped.

Agent Parker’s eye twitched a little, but he reached onto the desk and picked up a letter. He handed the letter to me and told me to read it. This is what the letter said:

Dear Reader,

If you are getting this letter, you have probably been involved with something called “The Army of Club Penguin”, or ACP. Recently, our government unit has wanted to conduct a new study of the minds of children. A study that sees how children saw war and fighting through their eyes. Another army similar to ACP, Nachos, is having the same thing be done. To the point, you who are reading this are being drafted in the project as a soldier to fight against the Nachos. I assure you that this experiment is safe; no real weapons are being used. Just an illusion. The Agent that is giving you this will be responsible to bring you to your armies base, you will live in the bases among other soldiers, make new friends, learn new things, etc. This is not optional. This is a very serious matter.

-The Government

My heart sank. This couldn’t be real….it just couldn’t! I had friends in nachos! I was NOT going to fight against them. I had to get out of here…If I ran away he couldn’t get me….He couldn’t make me go either! If he tried to take me when I got out of this room I’d scream and someone would help me….right? No one would let ANYONE take a child away crying or screaming….right? I lifted my head from the letter and looked up at Agent Parker. He held his hand out towards me, opening his hand to reveil a silver dog tag laying there. He dropped the dog tag into my hand.

“Here, take this.” He looked down remorsefully.

“I’m sorry you’re going to have to endure this.”

“Endure wh-” Before I could finish, he pulled a needle out of his pocket and quickly jabbed into my arm. After that, I blacked out.

Chapter 3.

I woke up and I was lying on a couch. The couch in my house….

“How did I get here…?” I asked myself in my head.

I got up and there were 2 pieces of paper and my dog tag on the table. One of the papers were the drafting letter, the other letter was from Agent Parker. It said I had 5 hours to pack some of my stuff and say goodbye to my house before I had to go….It also said that my parents were gone for now, and that I shouldn’t look for them. I looked up from the note. I looked around my casually messy home. With the tan carpeting and walls, the 60inch HD TV, the fireplace, our big tan and black couch, and the black coffee table. I looked behind me into the kitchen with Greenish/Blueish walls and white laminate flooring. The strange but cool little light fixture that was teal, red, blue, etc. that hung over the sink. The cabinets and our stainless steel appliances. The house I loved so much. I had to leave? It wasn’t fair! That stupid agent had drugged me and taken my parents! That wasn’t even fair! I wouldn’t get to see them before I left! Well, not left. Before they took me would be a better explanation.

I wasted 2 of my 5 hours on ACP chat. Apparently the same thing happened to all the soldiers. It seemed that the whole chat was in panic….People were griping, scared, etc. Some didn’t think it was real, but sadly lots of us knew that it was. I don’t know why, but I asked Fox if it was real. Fox just replied back with dots. I guess she didn’t know what to to say to us younger troops to calm us down anymore. After ACP chat, I went on Skype and said goodbye to all my friends. I video called them and said “Goodbye, I’ll miss you.” And then ended the call. I was flooded with messages by the time I was done, instead of reading them I clicked the X on the Skype tab and closed my laptop. I called all my family members next. I called, said bye, and hung up. I was flooded back with calls, but I didn’t care. Not like it mattered anymore. 2 hours left. I spent the next hour filling my yellow duffel bag with clothes and stuff I wanted to bring. I didn’t bring anything to important, just clothes, iPod, and a few pictures. 1 hour left. I gave myself a good meal, my favorite soup and a chocolate Debbie cake. 30 minutes. Watch Adventure time. 5 minutes. Write a good bye letter. Hide it. I sat down on my couch with my duffel bag, I was ready. There was a knock at the door, I picked up my bag and walked over slowly and opened the door. Agent Parker was standing there.

“Ready?” He asked me.

“Yeah.” I said lifelessly.

I was holding my dog tag in my hand. While Agent Parker was putting my bag in his car, I put the dog tag around my neck and then felt it with my fingers. The raised letters spelled out “Cait”. Just plain Cait. Thats all I was now. I was just Cait. Nothing more.

Chapter 4.

Agent Parker tried to make simple conversation the whole car ride. Just simple stuff like, “How’s school going?” Or “Whatcha thinking about?” Nothing I wanted to talk about. And nothing that Agent Parker cared about either. We covered 7 hours in 1 night. I was surprised that the drive went so far, I was pretty much listening to music and drifting in and out of consciousness the whole times. The drugs were having an after effect. By the time we reached the base, I was cranky and didn’t want to make new friends.

“Cait get up.” Agent Parker said, shaking me awake.

“I don’t want to!” I whined.

“Just get up, NOW.” He snapped, I think he had enough of me.

I got up and grabbed my back out of the trunk of his car and walked slowly towards the base. It was nighttime outside, and the air was slightly cold. I didn’t know what state we were in anymore. I think Illinois maybe….I don’t know. I walked up to the front door of the base and pressed a button by the door. A voice cam on the intercom.

“Name?” The voice sounded tired.

“Cait.” I grumbled.

“ACP name.”

“It doesn’t matter. Let me in.” I growled.

I was surprised when the door opened, I stepped into a green room with a desk in it. There was a boy seated behind the desk. He looked like he was 8….maybe younger. He looked up at me.

“Hi.” His small voice sounded so innocent.

“Hi there, what’s your name?” I asked in a sweet voice.

“It doesn’t matter.” He snapped at me. I guess I got what I deserved.

I walked up to the desk and he handed me a piece of paper. It had “Shab” written on it.

“Why is Shab written on this paper?” I asked, confused.

“That’s the person who’s in charge of you. Out of the all the soldiers, Boomer, Shab, or Ken is in charge of you.”

Ironically I got Shab. Shab hated my guts. I always messed with him and annoyed him. He once threatened to break my fingers….I probably deserved it though.

“Go to the auditorium!” The boy yelled to me.

“Everyone else is there.”

I thanked him and wondered down the hallway, there was a sign that said “Auditorium” Above a door, so I opened the door and stepped in a room that looked like a gym. I looked around; the room had about 15 other kids in it. A few of them were talking, but most of them were sitting against a wall listening to music or doing something else. The first thing I did when I entered the room was walk into the corner, fall down, and fall asleep.

I slept for like 3 hours. When I woke up, most of the other kids were sleeping to. And about 3 new kids had been added to the room. I didn’t know how many would be here exactly, but I didn’t want to spend all day waiting for them. I actually felt a lot better after my sleeping, so I thought that today I’d attempt to befriend someone. Even though I know these people off of ACP chat, and they probably knew me, it would probably take it to a whole new extent since now I was probably going to know them in real life. And not to mention the fact that we would have to go to war together and fight together. So I at least had to try to make 1 friend.

Still groggy from sleeping and drugs, I sat up slowly and stretched. Picking myself up off the ground, I walked out the auditorium door and down the hallway to the front desk. The little boy was still sitting there.

“Is there any way I could get some food?” I asked.

“Yeah, go past the auditorium and there’s a door on the left. Mess halls there.” He didn’t even lift his head from the laptop he was typing on.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Just like he had said, there was a door that had “Mess Hall” printed on it. Pushing open the door, the smell of grease hit my nose. The mess hall was pretty much empty, only like 3 people occupied the large room, but they were all sitting at different tables. They didn’t seem to have any interest in each other what so ever. I walked in and got my food and sat down across from a girl who had brownish/blondish hair, just a little darker than mine.

“Hi. What’s your name?” I asked her in a happy little voice.

“I don’t know which name you’re referring to, but one is Fox and the other is Alexa.” She spooned a spoon full of eggs into her mouth after talking to me.

“I’m Cait.” I knawed on a chewy piece of bacon, I was pretty sure I wouldn’t get use to this food.

“Oh I think I know you from chat…” Fox mumbled.

“Know me? We were close friends! I talked to you on chat just yesterday before I got taken.” I shrugged.

“Oh…sorry…the drugs are clouding my mind.” She looked down and ate.

“You got drugged to?” I said in a small whispered.

“Cait, we all got drugged.” She replied in a high voice.

At this point I just stopped talking and looked down at my tray of food. I guess I made one new friend, better than having no friends and being a loner I suppose, but I still wondered about the other kids.

“Who’s the other kids here?” I asked Fox after a long period of silence.

“The one sitting at the table behind us is Carter,” Fox stopped to eat some scrambled eggs.

I don’t know why I was shocked by this, but I was. Carter had been my old best friend in ACP for months. We got along and talked so well together, we’d talk every day. And then we broke apart in a horrible way and started fighting every day. It was a horrible point in where I was going to retire from ACP.It was been only recently were Carter and I had stopped fighting, and Cart got 3ic.

“The person sitting in the corner table is Dude.” Fox finished and shoved another spoon full of food into her mouth.

I didn’t really know Dude, but I’d seen him on chat a few times. He’d been around for a while, but I guess I’d never really taken the time to befriend him.

“Do you know any of the kids in the auditorium?” I asked.

“Not really.” She mumbled.

“Who’s squad are you in?” I looked around the room. The walls were painted green and the floor had grey tile.

“Shab’s.” Fox finished off the last of her meal.

“I am too!” I cried happily.

“Then we’ll probably share a dorm room.” She got up and threw the Styrofoam tray in the trashcan and walked back over to me and sat down.

“I guess that’s good to, who else do you think we’ll be sharing with?” I finished the last bite of my breakfast.

“Probably Lillie and Monsoon.” Fox rested her head on her elbow and tried to stay awake, I could clearly tell she was tired.

“Oh that’s good, I know them well.”

“Yeah, hopefully they’re nice.” Fox let out a yawn.

“Fox, do you think we’re going to die?” I asked, my voice sounded helpless.

“Only time will tell.” Fox got up and walked out of the mess hall, leaving me sitting alone at the table.

Chapter 5.

Each hour at least 2 new kids joined the auditorium. There were rumors going around that everyone who’s been in ACP or even on ACP chat would get kidnapped to! But I doubted it was true. Probably only soldiers in the ACP now or who retired recently. So far, my only real friend was Fox. I had talked to other people, but they had just been spreading horrible rumors that couldn’t have been true. I doubt that Boomer and Shab were pimps locking people in cages. I also doubt that Flipper and Ken were government agents who were trying to sell us to Russia. But most of all, I doubt that we were going to die. Or that’s at least what I told myself. All I could do is pray that whatever this place was, it was safe.

2 days later, the auditorium was packed full of children. I had made a few new friends, Lillie and Monsoon. Who was indeed my dorm mates even though Monsoon was in Boomers squad. Even though I’ve only known them for like 3 days, I have to admit I’ve grown closer to Fox, Lillie, and Monsoon then a lot of people I have ever known. We were best friends already.

“When do you think we’ll move into our dorms?” Lillie asked as all 4 of us were sitting

“Probably soon, I think all the troops are almost here.” Monsoon replied.

“Yeah I heard all they need now are the troops from Britain and England and then we’ll start training, and guess who comes today?” Fox challenged us.

“The troops from England and Britain?” I guessed.

“Yeah,” Fox smiled. “Training starts tomorrow I think.” She knawed on a rock-hard bagel.

I had a few British friends in ACP, only a few though. Paddy was my best English friend. I hoped that he would come.

“Do you think Nachos are going through the same thing as us?” I asked.

“Yeah, probably.” Fox looked around; an uneasy feeling had spread across our table.

“Are they going to kill us?” Lillie asked.

“Maybe. Maybe the government camp isn’t safe at all.” Fox kept eating.

We all just shrugged and ate the rest of our meal in silence. I guess we were all a little tired for sleeping in an auditorium for 3 days.

I dropped my bag on the floor of my room. Lillie, Fox, and Mon stood behind me waiting to come in. Our room contained 2 bunk beds, 2 lamps on the walls, 4 nightstands, and a radio on the wall. Such paradise compared to the auditorium! Running up to a bunk bed, I climbed to the top bed and flopped down.

“MY BED!” I cried happily.

Everyone scrambled to get to the bed they wanted. Lillie got the top of the 2nd bunk bed, Mon got the bed under me, and Fox got the bed under Lillie. They seemed pleased with they’re new sleeping areas, and thats all that mattered.

“We should start unpacking our stuff.” Fox pointed at the 4 bags sitting on the floor.

The next 3 hours were dedicated to unpacking our stuff in the drawers under the beds, 2 drawers. 1 per person. By the time we finished, it was dinner time in the mess hall. So we all crowded down the hallway with the other kids and went to the mess hall to get our food. Looking at all the kids here, we had good forces. I didn’t know if the nachos had the same force amount as us, but it was quite possible since they’ve making a comeback at us lately, they bumped us down to 3rd on the CPAC top 10. The kid behind be in the line for food tapped me on the shoulder, and then whispered this to me:

“Person is the one who’s leading the nachos into war. Pass it on!” He looked concerned, so I passed it on to Lillie who passed it on to Mon who passed it on to Fox who passed it on to the person in front of her.

It wasn’t long that the word about Person leading the nachos became the 1st official rumor. Because, well, it was possible that he was. Person was 17, intelligent, and had done the nachos great good in the past, if he was taken along with everyone else then they could of given him that leader position. Either way, it was out of our control.

All 4 of us got our dinners and sat down. Nothing new for dinner, the usual, which was a ham and cheese sandwich, a bag of baked lays chips, and a cookie.

“Do you think the rumors are true?” Mon asked us, wanting our open opinions.

“Yeah, the Person one at least.” Fox bit into her sandwich.

“Yeah I think that one is true to.” Lillie knawed on her cookie.

I just nodded my head yes, I didn’t want to go into details to much, epically since we were starting special training tomorrow and we only had 2 weeks to train before the war. We ate the rest of our meals in silence. No one wanted to talk about special training, but I didn’t blame them.

“WAKE THE HELL UP. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. WAKE UP AND GET DRESSED AND GET OUT OF THE BASE!” The voice on the intercom wailed like the person was dying. I hopped up quickly jumped off the top bunk, screaming as I flew down. I landed on my feet somehow and threw the drawer that contained my clothes open, and pulled out a light pink t-shirt and a pair of white sweatpants. Sliding on the clothes, Mon, Lillie, Fox, and I bolted out of the dorm room. We were caught in complete chaos as all the other kids were struggling to get out. When we reached the front of the base, Boomer, Shab, Ken, and Flipper were holding boxes of pistols and yelling at us to take 1 and go outside and wait. I ran up and picked one from the box and ran as fast as I could outside. When I got outside, I realized there was no danger at all. They had tricked us into better dressed and out of bed faster. I flopped down onto the lush green grass and stared at the blue cloudless sky. Training began today.

Chapter 6.

After 2 weeks of running around, barely eating anything, and spending 2 hours after training working out, I had trained myself. I kind of regretted not eating a lot, because I realized I lost like 15 pounds. Today we went to war with Nachos, but I wasn’t looking forward to it. Ken had been worried lately because there had been NO word back to him from the government; they practically just dumped us here.

“Ok guys,” Shab was standing with our squad reviewing battle plans, “we are going to climb into these jeeps, ride off to battle, and win. That’s our plan.” Shab gave us rock-hard stares to show us he meant business.

“Do you all understand?”

Nervous yes’s were said all around. I wondered how Boomer and Ken were doing with they’re squads. My squad had a lot of people I knew in it. Lillie, Fox, Carter, Paddy, Mosh, Big guy, Asd, Buck and a few other lower ranked soldiers.

Our small squad ran over and started hopping into jeeps. I ended up in a jeep with Paddy, Carter, Lillie, and Shab was driving. The other jeep had Mosh, Big guy, Asd, Buck and Fox driving. Poor Fox. Asd was always kind of pervy. Looking out the window of the jeep, I was seeing the other soldiers climbing uneasily into their jeeps. I felt bad for them. Poor kids. Before I could look around more, our jeep jerked to life and roared off into the woods. Shab was driving awful fast.

“Lillie….if you I die will you tell my parents I love them?” I asked her.

“Don’t think like that!” Paddy yelled. “Think happy, we aren’t going to die Cait.”

“I want to give a speech.” Everyone turned and looked at cart. “I hate my life. The end.” Carter bowed his head and mumbled a prayer to himself after he preached his speech.

“Your speech sucks.” Paddy slurred in his English accent.

“Yeah I’m going to have to agree with Paddy on that one.” Lillie shrugged.

“Fine. When I die, at least I know I’m dying for a bunch of kids I don’t know.” Cart snapped.

“Not any better.” Mumbled Paddy.

“CART STOP SCARING THEM.” Shab growled from the front seat.

“They’re not scared. They don’t believe they’re going to die.” Cart sighed.

Shab didn’t say anything else. No one did. I sat there and pondered what was going on. We were possibly risking our lives for no reason. Who gave a shit of what the government wanted to study! We were innocent children who were about to die for no reason.

“STOP THE JEEP!” I yelled at the top of my lungs.

I was surprised when Shab slammed his foot on the brake, and the car came to a jerking stop.

“What are we doing?” I asked them. “We going to get killed for no reason.”

“FINALLY SOMEONE GETS IT!” Carter yelled.

“Cait, this is perfectly safe. We aren’t going to die. The government is hidden in all corner of the forest, the nachos won’t have a chance to hurt you.” Shab replied in a soothing voice.

“But Shab what if th-” I was stopped by a sudden WHOOSH.

A dart had flew past our heads, and smashed into the windshield.

“The hell?” Shab mumbled.

He plucked the dart from the windshield and examined it.

“It’s a sleeping dart…” Shab gasped.

I then realized what was going on. Kids in orange uniforms poured out from behind trees, and surrounded our jeep. I felt myself gulp a little in my throat. On the uniforms, orange sweatshirts and sweat pants, they had their names stitched in yellow letters on the collars of their sweatshirts. I knew lots of these people….Hades, Joker, Puck, Hurricane, Buck, Vinny, Danny. What startled me the most was that Danny was the person I was bffed to on xat. Ironic. The soldiers surrounded our car; Hurr walked up to Shab’s window and tapped on it.

“Hello, Shab.” His voice was sly sounding.

“Hi Hurr.” Shab replied calmly. He winked at us from the rear-view mirror.

“What do you have here?” He pointed to the 4 of us in the back. We must of looked really tiny because we were all 14 or under.

“That’s part of my squad.” Shab explained, keeping his cool.

Hurr nodded his head. “Small squad compared to mine.” Hurr looked back at his 6 troops who were standing there completely obediently.

“Yeah, but they’re well trained.” Shab let out a casual yawn.

“I know were having a lovely conversation, but I’m going to have to ask you to surrender.” A happy smirk crossed Hurr’s face.

“Well….I guess.” Shab pushed open the car door and got out with his hands raised high. His gun was stuck in the belt loop of the back of his pants.

“Thanks for being so cooperative, can the rest of your squad st-” Hurr was cut off by Shab pulling his gun out and shooting at random places everywhere.

The 4 of us bolted out of the car as fast as we could.

“TROOPS GET THEM!” Hurr screamed, as he tackled Shab to the ground.

Hurr’s troops sprinted after us, they were gaining, one of them took out a gun and shot a sleeping dart into Lillie’s back. She fell down, sleeping.

“LILLIE!” I shrieked.

I ran back to help Lillie, Paddy and Cart followed. We started lifting the sleeping girl to her feet, but the Cart was shot in the arm with a dart. He fell to the dirt sleeping.

“CART!” Paddy and I yelled.

We jumped up quickly and threw our arms up. The nacho troops circled us, on high alert.

“Well look what we have here.” Puck mocked.

“2 ACP soldiers, at our mercy in less than 1 hour of the war.”

“I wonder what we should do with them. Kill them? Take them back to the base? Torture them?” An ugly smile crossed Bucks face as he said that.

“We’ll let Hurr decide.” Hades replied.

“Hurr’s busy punishing Shab, what should we do with them while we wait for him?” Puck asked.

“Let’s take them back to the base.” Buck2 laughed.

“It’s not like we’ll go with you….” Paddy mumbled.

“It’s not what you’ll do and what you won’t do.” Vinny snapped. “You’re under our control now; you’ll do what WE say.” He growled.

“I’ll do what I want!” Paddy yelled.

Vinny held up a gun and shot Paddy in the leg. Paddy fell to the ground, asleep.

“Is there anything you’d like to say, Cait?” Buck2 asked.

“No….” I mumbled, staring at the ground.

“Ok, good choice.” Hades mocked.

I couldn’t believe that through this whole thing, Danny was just standing there WATCHING. He wasn’t helping me at all! I guess I couldn’t blame him, if he went against them just a little they’d probably kill him.

Vinny walked over and dragged Cart over to the tree, took some rope out of a bag, and tied him to the tree. He did the same to Paddy and Lillie. They were all watching Vinny tie Lillie to a tree….I could escape and get help! I stepped back slowly, turned around, and darted away. The nachos started yelling. Vinny ran after me.

“GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!” Vinny screamed at me.

“NO!” I yelled back.

I felt a sharp pierce in my neck. He had shot me. I fell face first down and turned my head up. Vinny was standing over me, he looked pissed.

“Shouldn’t have ran…” His voice faded off and I blacked out.

Chapter 7.

My eyes snapped open. I was strapped to a metal table….Why was I strapped to a table? The last thing I remember was in the woods running from the nachos….AHA. I was in the nacho base. I looked down at my arm, I was startled to see I had an IV in my arm. Why did I have an IV?! It was probably pumping drugs into me. I sighed and looked around the room. The walls were painted orange. I was definitely in nacho base. If I wasn’t, I was in some messed up doctor’s office. Forests didn’t have messed up doctors’ offices, sadly. Trying to lift up my head, I realized my neck was stiff and sore from being SHOT WITH A DART. Wiggling my arms and legs, I was strapped down tight. There was no way I could escape. Tears welled into my eyes. They caught me in less than 1 hour of the war. They took Paddy, Lillie, Shab, and Cart! Sadly, the same thing was probably being done to them. A noise caught my attention. Soft voices. They were coming from outside the room I was in.

“What should we do?” It sounded like Nacho Buck’s voice.

“We’re going to do what we’re doing now. Pump them full of drugs and gag them for information.” The voice I heard then, I didn’t recognize.

“I guess you’re right….” Vinny voice spoke, “do you think Cait is awake yet?”

“Probably.” The older voice spoke again. “If she doesn’t tell you one thing, then just drug her even more.”

“Ok…if you insist.”

The door cracked open a bit, and I pretended to be asleep. Vinny walked in and yelled, “WAKE UP PRISONER.” I pretended to wake up even though I was never asleep.

“Where am I…?” I asked, trying to sound tired.

“Nacho base.” Vinny yawned.

“Not a big surprise. The orange paint color is dreadful.” I mumbled.

“I agree, but this isn’t about paint colors.” Vinny put a mean look on his face.

“Yeah I know, I could hear you talking.” I smirked. “You realize I don’t know anything right? You probably know more than me.”

Vinny just shrugged.

(Meanwhile in Fox’s jeep)

Fox pressed the gas pedal on the jeep down more, escaping grenades was hard. Epically when her stupid squad was hanging their heads out the window and firing at random nachos.

“GET YOUR HEAD IN THIS CAR NOW.” She yelled.

All Fox got back for replies were laughs. Asd was hanging out the window, sitting on where the window retracted. He was holding onto the bars that supported the jeeps retracted roof, and shooting at nachos as the jeep whizzed past. Fox hit a tree root, sending Asd flying out.

“ASD!” Screamed Buck1.

Fox hit the brakes on the jeep, but before anyone could hop out, a nacho soldier took out his pistol and shot Asd dead. The first death in a war not worth fighting for. Fox hit the gas pedal again. The jeep lurched forward. Not even at the battle field yet and she already lost one troop. The rest of the soldiers had pulled themselves back inside the jeep and sat in silence.

A few minutes later, the jeep pulled up to the battle field. A grassy plain area, much different from the cluttered forest. She couldn’t believe that kids would lose their lives here. It was sad to think that this was happening. Other jeeps containing ACP soldiers pulled up. But Fox noticed that Shab’s jeep was gone. Fox needed to tell Boomer that something was wrong.

“Boomer….” Fox mumbled. “Shab’s jeep never came.”

Boomer shrugged. “Go, take the jeep and look for them. The nachos are leaving the forest and regrouping to fight.”

Fox climbed into her jeep, and took off into the forest, afraid of what she’d find. It seemed like forever, but Fox came upon an abandoned jeep. There were lots of footprints, dragged marks, and ….dart shells? Circling around the jeep, Fox found several sets of footprints.

“This isn’t good…” Fox mumbled.

She followed the footprints to a clearing, which had clearly been used. There was dragging marks, footprints, more dart shells, rope. Fox looked around, horrified. The rest of the squad had been kidnapped, or maybe even killed. Searching hard, Fox found a pair of small footprints running away from the camp. Following them, she found a small shilloette in the dirt, and a dart shell. It had to be Cait. Lillie was like 5 inches taller than Cait. Fox picked up the dart and examined it. The dart was labeled “Sleeping dart.” In orange letters. A spark of hope enlighten, if it was a sleeping dart then the squad was probably just knocked out and taken! They were probably still alive! Fox ran back and leaped into her jeep and floored the gas pedal.

Chapter 8.

I laid on the table, I was extremely weak and uncomfortable. It wasn’t fair, I knew nothing and whenever they’d try to interrogate me and I knew nothing, they’d just drug me even more. When I asked why they did that, they just said, “Life sucks.” And walked away. What made me really mad is that they were doing the same thing to Lillie, Paddy, Cart, and Shab. Probably dishing out the worst to Shab because he actually knew stuff, and maybe a little bad to Cart since he was a 3ic. I felt bad for Cart. He was the youngest in the squad. I was older by a week. Lillie and I were around the same age(12), Paddy was 14, and I think Shab was 17 or 18. There was a small knock on the door, and then it opened and someone stepped in. It was someone I’d never seen before.

“What do you want?” I snarled.

“Someone’s cranky, aren’t they?” The person mocked.

Nachos loved to mock I guess.

“I bet you’d be cranky to if you were strapped to a table, drugged several times, deprived of food, and you know that in the rooms next to you that your teammates are going through the same thing, and all you want to do is go home.” I sighed a small, depressing sigh.

“Poor you.” He laughed.

“Who are you anyway?” I asked.

“I’m the 2nd leader currently,” He started, “but you ACP would probably know me as Person.”

I didn’t know why I wasn’t surprised. “So the rumors were true…” I mumbled.

“What rumors?” Person asked.

“The rumors that you were leader.”

“Haha I guess they were true.” He smiled to himself, pleased that all of ACP knew he was leader.

(Next part happens through other soldiers eyes.)

Shab tried to shake himself free from the chair. He hated this stupid room. Strapped to a chair, Iv in arm, 4 monitors right in front of him showing him his 4 young troops strapped down to tables drifting in and out of conciseness. It all sucked ass. The 1st monitor showed Paddy, a small boy that had to be only 8 was changing the drugs of his IV while he lay sleeping on the table. The 2nd monitor showed Cait talking to Person and looking mad. The 3rd monitor showed Cart being interrogated by Hurr. And the 4th Monitor showed Lillie staring at the ceiling looking like she was about to cry. All 4 of the pictures on the monitors hurt. Why did his jeep have to get ambushed? Why not Boomers jeep? Or Kens? Now because of him, his small troops were paying a horrible price. Why did it have to happen to some of the youngest troops? The door to his room rattled a little, and then in stepped BillyMays.

“Hi Shab.” Billy smirked.

“Hi.” Mumbled Shab, not in the mood for being taunted.

“Are you just watching your major screw-up on the monitors?” Billy asked.

“Yeah.”

“Ready to tell me some info?” Billy walked over and stood by Shab’s chair.

“I’ll tell you what you want to know,” Billy looked pleased by that answer. “BUT only if you let my squad go.” Shab sighed.

Billy scrunched up his face, “Can’t do that. Sorry.” Billy walked out of the room, leaving Shab alone to agonize over his poor troops.

(Next part happens through other soldiers eyes.)

Paddy opened his eyes slowly. The light shining in his eyes was unbearable. He blinked a few times, and his eyes adjusted more.

“Am I in heaven?” He slurred his words from all the drugs he was on.

“No.Its more like you’re in hell.” Hurr stood in the corner of the orange-painted room. Ugh. Orange, what a horrible color for a room.

Paddy tried to jump up, but the straps that were containing him to a metal table restrained him.

“What the…” He asked.

“Welcome to being a prisoner of war.” Hurr smirked.

“Where’s the government at? Weren’t they supposed to prevent this from happening?!” Paddy cried.

“The governments gone. We locked up the people who were keeping us on leashes.” Hurr laughed.

“You locked them in jail?” Paddy asked.

“Yup. We also have a lot of your ACP friends locked in Jail.” Hurr smiled to himself.

Paddy turned his head away from Hurr to hide the anger and sadness in his eyes.

“You can help yourself you know.” Hurr offered in a sly voice.

“You can get out of here and join us, fight for us.”

“Over my dead body.” Paddy snarled.

“What a pity. You could have been a wonderful soldier.” Hurr walked over and pulled a needle off a small table. He slid the needle into Paddy’s arm, and then attached the needle to an IV full of drugs.

“Night Paddy.” Hurr made his way out of the room as Paddy slowly closed his eyes.

(Through the eyes of others)

“I don’t know anything, I swear!” Cart cried. “I’m just a 3ic! They didn’t tell me squat!” He cried once more.

Hades was messing around with the shocking bracelet, a device that shocked its victims into talking. He’d been trying to use it on Cart several times, but all he got was “I don’t know anything!” Hades was beginning to think that this kid actually didn’t know anything.

“They said that you should know SOMETHING.” Hades shrugged.

“They who?”

“Hurr and Pern.” Hades took the shocky thingy off Carters wrist.

“I’ll be back later, don’t get any ideas.” Hades snapped.

When Hades was gone, Cart scanned the room. There was a vent on the wall behind him, an easy escape route. All he needed was to get free of these straps…. Cart fiddling around in his pocket, and his pocket knife fell onto the table.

“Yes!” He mouthed to himself.

Carter cut one of the straps with the pocket knife. He did the same to the next strap. Sliding his feet out of the bottom straps, he cut a few more straps off his torso and then pulled himself under the ones on his upper torso and slid out. It felt good to be free again, being able to move his feet around. The 1st thing Carter did was jerk the IV out of his arm. It hit the floor with a metallic “clunk”. Looking at the IV on the floor, Carter couldn’t help but smile. He knew that Ken, Flipper, Shab, and Boomer would be proud. Cart hopped up on the table, and leaned towards the vent. He pried it open and pull himself into it. Freedom.

Chapter 9.

I couldn’t focus anymore. This stupid base had us locked up, no food, barely any water; they wouldn’t let us get up and walk around. I had barely gotten any sleep. Couldn’t tell how long we’d been locked in here, 2 days? 3 days? Something around there. Nacho soldiers would pop in once in a while, just to annoy me and change out the IV drugs mostly. The government lied to us. They promised to protect us. We aren’t protected. At least we aren’t, hopefully the rest of ACP has the protection they deserve.

Nachos wouldn’t tell me how the war was going. All I’d get as a reply when I asked was complete silence. That had to be a good sign right? Them not wanting to admit it? ACP had to be sending help. They were probably surrounding the base right now…Who was I fooling? Boomer and Ken probably didn’t even realize we were missing, and even if they did we were probably presumed dead.

There was a small rattle behind me. I lifted my head up slowly, and with my last ounce of strength I looked back to see the vent on the wall fell out of the wall and hit the floor. Cart stuck his head out of the vent.

“How’s it going?” He asked lifelessly.

“Good. A little help?” I tried to keep myself from screaming.

Cart climbed out of the vent and cut the straps from the table off of me. As soon as he did, I lurched up and pulled the stupid IV out of my arm and tossed it at the wall.

“Thanks.” I replied.

“No problem.” He mumbled.

We climbed into the vents, and went to the next room. Peeking through the vent, I could see Paddy asleep on the table.

“We should split up.” I whispered to Cart.

“How are you going to free people? You don’t have a knife to cut off the straps from the evil tables.”

“Don’t you have an extra knife? You’re a 3ic.” Cart plunged his hand into his pocket, but didn’t pull out an extra pocket knife.

“Keep watch, I go down and rescue people and you make sure that no one is coming in the room or that no one is in the room before I go down.” Cart explained.

“Why do I have to keep watch?” I complained.

“K, you want to risk yourself and rescue the soldiers in horror that you might get caught again?” He smirked.

“Fine you go.” I snapped.

“I thought you’d say that.” Cart slowly took the vent off, and let it drop to the floor. He slid out and walked over to Paddy and shook him awake.

“What’s going on?” Paddy looked drowsy and tired.

“I’m rescuing you.” Cart cut the straps restraining Paddy to the table, and then pulled the IV out of his arm.

Cart helped Paddy up, and pushed him over to the vent.

“We’re escaping through the air vents.” Paddy looked blankly at the open vent.

“Why air vents?” Paddy asked, sounding over the top drugged.

“Just climb up into it.” Cart sighed.

Paddy hoisted himself up and into the air vent. Cart did the same.

“Now all we need to do is find Lillie and Shab!” I cried happily.

“That might not be so easy; Shab is probably in a high lock-down area.”

“Well we need to at least get Lillie and go.” Our small group conversed.

Lillie heard the babble of small voices. It was coming from…the walls? Was she hearing angels? After days of no food or water, was this the end? Maybe this was the end to a horrible chain of events. The voices almost sounded like she knew them. A light bulb went off in Lillie’s head. This was death talking. It was her squad. They had escaped!

I crawled over to the vent that led to Lillie’s room. Peering out, the room was empty.

“Psh…Lillie!” I whispered from the vent.

“Who’s there?” Lillie snapped.

“It’s me, Cait.”

“Cait!” Lillie replied in a shrill voice.

“SHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I hissed.

“Sorry…” She whimpered.

Cart opened the vent, and slid out. Paddy slid out to. Compounded by instinct, I slid out to, leaving the cold metal vent void of life. Cart unbuckled the straps that held Lillie to the table. Before anyone else could, she threw herself up and ripped the IV out of her arm. Paddy helped her off of the table; she wobbled a little but stood tall. I guess we all missed each other because we all broke out into laughing and a group hug.

“Time to go rescue Shab.” Paddy smiled.

“We can do th-” Lillie was cut off by the door to the room opening, and Buck2 sliding in.

“What’s this?” Buck2 asked. “Escaped from your tables I see.” Buck2 smirked.

“Don’t even think about it.” Paddy snarled.

“Don’t even think about what? Putting you guys in solitary for trying to escape?” Buck2 laughed.

“Trying?” Paddy laughed right back at him.

At that moment, Cart lunged at Buck2 and pinned him onto the ground. Paddy and Cart hauled him to his feet and lifted him onto the table and strapped him down. Lillie picked up the dirty IV needle off the ground and looked at it.

“Do we dare?” She asked.

“I don’t care what you do.” Paddy brushed some dust off his sweatshirt.

Lillie gently slid the needle into Buck2′s arm, and he stopped struggling and yelling and fell asleep. Without words, all 4 of us slid back into the vents to go and find our squad leader.

Chapter 10.

Shab couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His squad full of little kids had just escaped from the horror that terrorized them for 3 days! And they were coming to get him now…Not good. His room was video camera monitored unlike the kids rooms.

I crawled through the vent, trailing Lillie and Cart. Paddy trailed behind me. Over the loud speakers, there had been announcements of our escapes. They knew were in the vents. So we knew that we had to get Shab and get out as fast as possible.

“Do you think we can get Shab out?” Lillie asked randomly.

“It might be tough, he’s probably locked up tight.” Paddy replied.

“Well? Do you at least think we can?” She asked again.

“Maybe, maybe not.” Mumbled Carter.

“What do you think, Cait?” Lillie cried.

“If we try hard enough then we probably can.” I sighed.

“I got a plan,” Cart started, “all we have to do is break through the vent, beat our way through nachos, get Shab, and get out.” He smiled in awe.

“It’s not THAT simple.” Paddy questioned. “It’s us vs. whatever is guarding Shab. Based on our escape, probably a lot is in that room.”

“Yeah, Paddy’s right.” Lillie and I agreed.

Cart stopped crawling. He turned back to us, and pressed a finger to his lips signaling for us to be silent. We all silenced, and started listening. Small noises faded into our eardrums. Talking. It was coming from the vent up ahead.

“Where did your little squad disappear to?” An older voice snapped.

“I don’t know.” That sounded like Shab!

“You have to know.” The older voice snarled.

“Well, I don’t. Sorry.” Shab yawned.

“If you don’t tell us where they are you’re going to get as nasty a punishment as they are once we find them.” The voice laughed.

“Okie Dokie.” Shab replied casually.

The voice just snarled, and then there was the sound of a door opening and slamming shut.

The snarling voice reminded me of my dad. He was never a happy guy really, happy one minute and then the next minate rude and mean. I could of gotten my father arrested actully, he was kinda abusive. I remember when I was 3 he beat with a belt and a jump rope a few times, and recently he had been putting me in random headlocks, pushing me, hitting me with stuff, and pulling my hair. Not to mention verbal abuse of being called a drama queen, sissy, brat, annoying, bitchy, etc.

“Nows our chance.” Cart whispered.

“I guess now is as good as a time as ever.” Lillie mumbled.

“If we get captured again I’m gonna scream.” I sighed.

“You won’t have to scream, Cait; We aren’t gonna get captured again.” Paddy smiled.

“I hope…I truly hope…” My small sad voice trailed off.

“Time to go.” Cart replied.

He kicked the vent in with his feet. It fell to the floor, leaving a huge CLANG sound. I flinched, what if someone heard it?!

Cart slid out of the vent, and dropped to the floor, landing on his feet. Shab was strapped to a chair in the middle of the room.

“CART!” Shab yelled.

“Hey Sha-” Cart was cut off by Shab’s yelling.

“DON’T! RUN AWAY RIGHT NOW! THEY CAN SEE YOU!” He yelled in panic.

“What are you talking about?” Cart scrunched up his face.

“Cart the room is filled with cameras, get out of here now! They’re coming right now!” Shab talked quickly, but fluently.

“Not without you.” Cart replied calmy.

“No. Go right NOW.” Shab replied sternly.

Cart walked over and started cutting the straps away. He used the knife and cut the small tube attached to the IV in half. Clear, sparkly, thick liquid started pouring from it and pooling on the tan tiled floor. Shab lurched up from the chair, and pushed Cart towards the vent.

“WE NEED TO GO NOW!” Shab screamed.

“CALM DOWN. ITS OK.” Cart screamed back.

As soon as Cart finished that sentence, the door to the room opened and kids dressed in orange uniforms filled the room. I started wiggling backwards into the deeper shadows of the vent, hiding my face from them. The kids all slightly parted, and someone stepped through the dense crowd of orange kids. It was Person, the 2nd nacho leader.

“Carter! So nice of you to join us.” Person smirked.

“Join? Not exactly Person, I’m just getting my squad leader and bailing.” Cart smirked back, even though I could tell he wanted to go on a rampage for getting caught.

“Not like its a choice or anything, but I think you should come with us.” Person looked around the room.

“I’d rather not.” Cart mumbled.

“Yeah, I don’t think we should.” Shab agreed.

“I dearly hope you guys will reconsider; we don’t wanna take you down forcefully.” Person yawned.

“Perhaps we could work something out?” Shab asked, stepping in front of Cart.

“I’m up for it, what do you have in mind?” Pern asked.

“You give us 5 minutes to take off into the woods, just a headstart. And if you catch us we surrender, and will tell you everything we know and won’t make any more escape attempts.” Shab smiled.

Pern looked back at the group of troops. Murmurs and head nodding were seen throughout the crowd.

“I suppose we could do that. 5 minates in return for imprisonation and info, sounds fair.” Pern stuck out his hand. “Shake on it?” He smiled.

Shab looked down at the hand. He slowly reached his out, and shook it. This was an important deal.

“We will escort you outside; then you may run as fast as you care to into the forest for 5 minates.” Pern verifyed.

“Sounds good.” Shab looked back at Cart, then looked into the vent at Paddy, Lillie, and I.

“Its ok to come out now.” Pern replied to us in a calm, soothing voice.

Lillie slid out first, followed me and then Paddy. Pern turned back and nodded at the troops, they walked over to us and grabbed us by the arms ready to escort us out. We we’re practicly dragged out.

When outside, they set us down and let go of our arms. Red hand marks were burned into my skin where they were holding me.

“5 minates. Starts now.” Pern laughed.

I took off running, not making sure that anyone was following me. The wind blew my dirty blonde hair back, and my shoes made a loud slapping noise as they hit the ground. Trying to run and dodge roots from the trees was hard, the enormous roots were making it difficult to foot around. Which ment loosing precious time of our feeble 5 minates.

Chapter 10.

I don’t know how long it had been, but it seemed like I had been running awhile. When we all ran we made a horrible mistake; we all seperated. That made the nachos job of picking us off even easier. Just send a few troops after 1 single person, easy win against us. We didn’t stand a chance…All we could do is run as fast as we could, and hope that we didn’t get captured again.

I kept running. The wind whipped through my hair, and the wind noises buzzed my ears in big WHOSH’s. This whole time I had been running, I had plastered the image of standing a battlefield surrounded by the other soldiers into my head. It felt safe; being tucked away with all the other soldiers, having human interaction, having some thought of solitude. Not running from enemies, alone in a big creepy forest knowing that you could be shot down and captured at any moment. Why did Shab have to make this deal? We were gonna get caught and have to tell the nachos EVERYTHING that we don’t actully know. Maybe we had some spark of hope. If we could make it safely to the battlefield, then we could probably get help…The only issue was we didn’t know where the battlefield was. Nacho base could of been 1 mile from the battlefield; or 500 miles. We couldn’t of known how long we were out for. It could of been 20 minates; or 20 hours, maybe even 20 days. I doubted 20 days though.

All of a sudden, there was a loud roaring sound. It sounded like a….car engine? I stopped. The noise was getting closer, and fast to. Jumping behind a tree, and then peering out from it gave me a view that made me wanna scream.

A green jeep, Fox occupying the wheel, was tearing through the lush, green forest. I quickly tore out from behind the tree in front of her. Fox’s face went white, and she slammed the petal of the brakes of the car down; it came to a skidding stop on the mineral-packed dirt.

“CAIT?!” Fox screamed, jumping from the jeep.

“Hi Fox.” I replied casually, adding a small yawn.

“YOU’RE ALIVE!!!” She yelled,  running over and throwing her arms around me.

“I guess so.” I giggled.

“How?!” She asked, “How are you alive?”

“What do you mean?” I asked, puzzled.

“The nachos said you were dead… they said You, Paddy, Cart, Shab, and Lillie were all dead.” Fox gasped.

“Well we aren’t,” I got my train of thought back quickly, “they’re still out there defenseless, we need to find them right away.”

“Ok, where are they?” Fox looked around waryily.

“Somewhere in these woods…” My voice trailed off. The woods were huge, in all directions in miles just stood tall, green, covering trees.

“Cait it will take forever to find them…” Fox mumbled.

“We need to give it a shot,” I sighed, “they’re depending on us to save them. They’re depending on us.” I stated.

“Ok; get in.” Fox pointed to the green jeep sitting in front of us.

I walked over, and slowly climbed into the soft seat of the jeep. My legs ached from running so fast and so far. Fox buckled her seatbelt, and then pressed the gas petal down quickly and we lurched forward.

“Fox, I know this is out of the blue, but you’re 14….how are you driving?” I suddenly buckled my seat belt, and tightly gripped the handle on the car door.

“Boomer taught me.” Fox kept her eyes on the “road”, or the dirt clearing we were driving through.

I shrugged. Just got out of a bad sitution and was put in another one. We drove for about 10 minutes, until Fox stopped the jeep in a grassy clearing. A small group of soldiers were huddled behind a jeep.

“Where are we?” I asked.

“Battlefield.” Fox sighed.

“FOX. Aren’t we suppose to be looking for the other soldiers?” I cried in horror.

“We don’t have time! They shot us up, Cait! Almost everyone is dead!” Fox looked like she was about to cry.

“Well now Shab, Cart, Paddy, and Lillie are probably dead to!” I yelled loudly.

“Cait it was for the best.” Fox hung her head low, “I didn’t expect you to understand either way.”

“Of course I don’t UNDERSTAND. WE COULD OF SAVED THEM!” I screamed.

“STOP YELLING!” Mosh pointed at us from the small group of soldiers. “STOP FIGHTING AND HELP US!”

“Everyone can’t be dead!” I yelled, ignoring Mosh.

“Well they are.” Boomer replied, his voice sounded small. He was among the soldiers sitting on the grass. “Do I have to show you to make you believe me?”

“No, sir.” I snapped, “How are the nachos doing?”

“Pretty much the same as us, but they outnumber us by about 6-8.” Fox mumbled.

“Thats all? 6-8?” I almost laughed.

“Thats alot considering we didn’t get alot of troops to begin with.” Boomer snapped.

“How many did we begin with? How many did we loose?” I stuttered.

“We started with about 50, and lost about 30 or 35.” Fox covered her eyes with her hand, I think she was crying…

“How did so many…” My voice trailed off.

“We suspect some were kidnapped, but the others were killed in action.” Boomer replied lifelessly.

“Boomer we have to get out of here…they’re gonna kill us if we don’t leave!” A random soldier cried from the group in the grass.

About 16 soldiers were huddled in the grass. I reconized about 12 of them, they were Mosh, Buck, Noka, Fias, Boomer, Monsoon, Stew, Mchappy, NP, Ken,Flipper, and Temp. Most of them were Mods or owners on chat, I wondered if more experience if ACP actully helped them save themselves….was that what the government was ACTULLY trying to find out? It probably didn’t matter; they lied to us anyway and were getting what they deserved.

“Its gonna be ok…” Boomer replied in a soothing voice to the soldier.

“Boomer, what if its not ok?” Mchappy asked.

“Mch its gonna be fine.” Boomer looked away.

“You know its not gonna be ok.” Mosh objected.

“Guys…stop it.” Stew cried. “Boomer can’t predict whether it will be ok or not, but I think Cait kinda has a point.”

“About what?” I scrunched up my face in confusion.

“About looking for Shab and all.” Stew started, “We could divide up our numbers and go look for them!”

“Its not that simple.” Ken spoke for the 1st time throughout the whole fight. “We can’t send out half of our forces just to look for soldiers who are probably already back in Nacho custody.”

“Its worth a try.” A few people agreed.

“Meeting.” Boomer yelled.

Flipper, Ken, Mch, and Boomer all stood up and walked over to the edge of the clearing and started talking in a whisper. I couldn’t understand what they were saying. While waiting for their descision, Fox and I walked over to the small group of soldiers and sat down. We all waited in silence for about 10 minutes until the 4 owners walked back over.

“We have had a vital descision. 6 of us will go on a hunt for the 4 missing soldiers, and the other 10 will go back to the base for now. Our numbers have decreased drasticly, we cannot keep going on like this.” Ken announced.

“Me, Mch, Temp, Cait, Buck, and Stew will look for them.” Boomer added to Ken’s annoucement.

“Yeah…you do that.” Flipper mumbled doubtingly.

“k, we will.” Boomer snapped back.

Temp raised his hand. “Is this required?” He asked.

“Yes.” Boomer smiled.

Temp gave him a mean look, but stood up and started towards a jeep. The rest of us followed. Boomer slid into the front seat of a jeep, and started it up. We all piled into one jeep for some reason.

“Before we go; I just wanted to say thanks for not complaining.” Boomer said, but he shot Temp a mom-look from the windsheild mirror. “This is a vital rescue mission to rescue Carter, Paddy, Lillie, and Shab. We need to prevail.”

“If we don’t?” Buck asked.

“Then it could have a bad effect on us.” Mch stated.

“How?” Temp asked.

“We would be down 2 soldiers and a 3ic and a retired leader.” Boomer replied.

“What does 2 soldiers mean anyway?” Temp snapped.

“Watch your mouth. 2 soldiers means alot.” Boomer snapped back, but even meaner then Temp had said it.

“Sorry…..sir.” Temp laughed.

Boomer slammed his foot on the gas petal, sending the jeep’s wheels carrying us on an important journey. We had to find them….if we didn’t it could get bad in our mini-war.

Chapter 11.

We drove through the treeless path. So far, we hadn’t found any of our missing friends. The jeep had been plowing through the forest for about 1 hour now, and I could tell Boomer was about to give up. It was weird…. I felt like someone was watching us. But no one was around. Just us, our jeep, and trees.

We drove for another 10 minutes till Boomer stopped to rest.

“Guys…I think we need to head back.” He said as soon as we all jumped out of the jeep.

“Fine with me.” Temp replied, sliding back into the jeep.

“Boomer, maybe we should stay out a little longer and look.” Mch suggested.

“Mch we have been looking for 1 hour, it was like 3 hours since they got out. I think they’re gone…” Boomer sighed.

“Wouldn’t hurt to look.” Mchappy wouldn’t give up.

“Maybe it wou-” Boomer was cut off by sudden yelling.

“HELP ME!!!! SOMEONE?! ANYONE?! HELP ME.” The screaming voice sounded like Cart.

“CART?” Boomer quickly yelled.

“HELP ME!!!!” Cart yelled once again.

“CART WE’RE COMING!” Mchappy yelled.

Everyone started running towards where Cart’s screaming was coming from. What we found next horrifyed us.

Cart, who was tied to a tree, was surrounded by 3 other kids tied to trees aswell. The 3 kids were Lillie, Paddy, and Shab. They were sleeping, or drugged, or knocked out, or whatever the nachos had done to them.

“CART!” Mchappy yelled, running over to help the person he was married on xat to.

Mch untied Cart from the tree, while Boomer, Temp, Buck, and Stew untied the others. I just stood there, baffeled by what just happened. This all unfolded so fast…the searching, the waiting, the patience, the finding, the rescueing, everything….it seemed to good to be true actully. Before I knew it, I was back wedged in the jeep between Lillie and Paddy and we were all singing “99 Bottles of beer”. The nachos definitly made a mistake leaving them unattended…had they done it on purpose? Did they see that they knew nothing? Was it an accident? Either way, everyone was safe now. For now at least…couldn’t comfirm our future. Would we be going home? Probably.

Later that night we had a big party. ACP burried the bodies of the fallen, and had a small ceremony in honor of their servance. Then we all traveled back to the base, and feasted on Sandwhiches, lays chips, and 2 cookies! NOT 1 COOKIE. 2 COOKIES. Awh Yeah buddie.

“Thanks for rescueing me.” Shab smiled at me while I was eating one of my 2 victory cookies.

“Thanks for not breaking my fingers.” I smirked.

“No problem.” Shab turned around and walked away.

In the auditorium, while everyone was running around making better friends with each other, I saw Ken sitting in the corner on a laptop. He looked fusterated.

“Watcha doing?” I asked him casually.

“Trying to sort this out.” He mumbled.

“Sort what out?” I looked puzzled.

“This mess.” Ken sighed.

“This isn’t that big of a mess… is it?” I looked away sadly.

“ACP meeting up is wonderful, but its just that Agent Parker sent me a….disturbing email.” Ken looked up at me.

“What did it say?” I felt weird asking all these questions.

“Well…the Government made a huge mistake. When all the Agents got captured, the Goverment assumed we all got killed. So…they sent our parents letters saying we were offically dead. They can’t take those letters back, Cait. They said we are stuck here. Were dead now.” Ken looked away quickly.

I didn’t know what to say anymore.

To be countined….

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July 22, 2011

Klug’s New Story (Again)

Posted in Uncategorized at 12:19 pm by Klug1234

WHY HEERRROO DAR.

As the title says, I have created a new story that will hopefully turn out to be much better than any other piece of writing I could have previously…written. I already wrote Chapter 1, so check it out here http://foxcpnews.wordpress.com/lanes-revenge/ and hopefully I can update it frequently enough.

Thanks,

Klug

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July 19, 2011

What I’ll leave you with.

Posted in Uncategorized at 12:23 pm by cat18688

Whenever I leave I usually leave with something aggresive, passive and sentimental. Just for you, Fox, Shab, Fiasco and Ken. You better not delete this either, because it’ll just go to show you how much you favour your glorious Shaboomboom over someone who thought of you as very close.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BpwCJzPlz8k

Song: I Hate Everything About You – 3 Days Grace.

AGGRESSIVE: Title goes by it says. A bit of passive, but please, WHY do I LOVE YOU?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BbYEdjcClmI

Song: Thanks for the Memories – Fall Out Boy.

PASSIVE: Title goes by it says. A hint of aggression. Thank for the Memories, you guys.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2C7WUwtQRkU

Song: Remember When – Alan Jackson.

SENTIMENTAL: I Remember When ACP was still fun for me. It was fun.

BONUS SONG: PASSIVE/SENTIMENTAL:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cc4FYg-IRoA

Complete Story for my ACP life.

I’ll miss you guys, I guess.

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July 18, 2011

Eds story

Posted in Uncategorized at 11:46 am by ~~~є∂ωα∂υ~~~

Warning: May include Fox serving freddy and sandwich naked, Hermaphrodites, Cat showing me her bra so she can use my drool to drink when we’re stranded in the middle of the desert(awfully specific), the name “Freddypenis”, and many other classic Ed details. Including several impregnations.

It started on a thursday morning. Everyone was mindeffed from last nights rave, and everyone was scattered across underdivs bed(they still use it for parties and secret gatherings). Ed woke up naked covered in glow in the dark paint in Hot Topic. Speeder was wearing a darth vader helmet and had profanities scribbled all over him in sharpie floating around in Eds water domain. Fox, Lillie, and Cat were not wasted, because we didnt even have alcohol, but they all put it in the drinks. After watching the film of it, we realised speed crashed at 10:00, while Ed was dancing naked, with guns ablazing, shooting out glowsticks.

Anybody wanna add on?

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July 5, 2011

ACP Shrinks Chapter 3

Posted in Uncategorized at 7:21 pm by speeder109

Chapter 3: Toy Story 3 all over again.

It was the next day. 7 AM gotta get dressed gotta go….. SORRY lost track. Anyway, the soldiers woke up from the doll houses and cars they slept in that night. “Anyone find food?” said Ktman. Last night everyone went looking for food. “I have some food!” said Cait. Then she pulled out ribs. “Those are plastic though.” Said Ennbay. “I DON’T CARE GIMMIE THE PLASTIC RIBS!” said Uno.

Then suddenly the door opened and everyone quickly ran to their spots. They all pretended to be asleep. Then the Day Care Lady walked in. “Those toy soldiers are still sleeping. Good.” She said. Then the bell rang. All the soldiers jumped up because to them the bell was super loud to them. Suddenly a whole bunch of little kids ran in. All about 4 years old. “Oh god this is like Toy Story 3!” said Mike. “Alright kids you play I have some things to do.” Said the day care lady. Then she walked out the door closing it behind her.

Suddenly the whole group of kids ran over to the toys. A young boy picked up a car with Ktman and Little in there and started driving around. Then he put him on a race car track he started racing the car and it went on a loopdaloop. Me, Uno and Cait were in the doll house. 3 girls started playing doll house then one kid came over and threw a ball at the house and completely knocked it over. Cait then fell out the window. Then another kid took a group of soldiers including Ken and Flipper and just threw them. They all went flying into things. I was walking around trying to stay hidden then suddenly a big ball came rolling around. “OH CRAP!” I said. I then started running. I found a soldier lying on the ground. It turned out to be Johny. I picked him up over my soldier and ran with him. “CMON WE GOTTA MAKE IT DUDE!” I screamed. I then jumped out of the  way and fell right next to the Legos. I then saw the ball hit a doll house full of ACP soldiers. I saw them all go flying out. “That’s it.” Said Red. He took out his pistol which shrunk with him out and shot a kid. It did nothing but pinch them. Suddenly the kid looked over and saw me, Red, Cait and Ironhide. The kid started following us and tried to grab us. Red then tripped and was picked up by the kid. “RED NO!” Screamed Cait. But all the kid did was stare at him and then he drooled on him. “Ewwww.” Said Red.

Suddenly the bell rang. “Kids time to go outside!” said the Day Care Woman walking in. The kids dropped all the soldiers and ran out. It was a mess. Some people even had strained limbs and some had broken limbs. “This is horrible.” I said. “How are we gonna survive? Were all gonna die within a week of this.” Said Slider. “That’s it we gotta somehow escape.” I Said.

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July 3, 2011

Fox meets meat

Posted in Uncategorized at 10:41 am by ~~~є∂ωα∂υ~~~

Yeah I probably stole someone’s color. This is nothing correct though. Except for the part where ‘Fox falls asleep.’ in Houndy’s edit. But, I remember I was like the first one to figure out Fox did indeed love Meat.

Then she hated me years to come. (jk :p)

LOLZ. You know what else is funny, Eddie?!?

Yeah, I had some loose ends to tie up. -Ed

 

In today’s day and age I feel obligated to announce that this post is serious in ANY way whatsoever.

Fox: Hound I want to know what happened after “Fox falls asleep.”

Ias: So, this is the new post on Fox CP News.. remind me again, what has this got to do with CP news O_O

This is so wrong. Here’s what happens:

Meat flirts with Fox. Fox likes it. Fox goes to his house. Fox plays video games. Fox falls asleep. Houndy smirks.

I will slap him, and then kick him, then tackle him, then challenge him to a wrestling match which he will lose, then I will bring his brother to help me, then I will smash his TV, then I will stab his xbox, then I will stab his xbox 360, then I will get Div to help me, then I will attack his DS with a whittling knife, then I will steal his dogs and use them to attack him, then I will tell him video games are now illegal and bribe the cops to come and take them and I will then burn them, then I will roast acidic marshmallows over the bonfire and make him eat them, then I will shoot his PS3, then I will taze him, then I will steal his wallet, then I will tape his eyes open and play every Megan Fox movie ever made, then I will use my Tech catapult to launch rocks at his eyes, then I will make him watch while I burn the leftover debris of his destroyed video game systems, then I will make a “rainbow” of vocabulary in his ears, then I will ship him off to Cuba, then I will meet him there, then I will slap him again, then I will inform him he looks like Bowser with a mustache, then I will stuff a frozen klondike bar up his nose, then I will tell him video games are illegal in Cuba too, then I will shave his head, then I will inform him of the stupidity of blondes with up to fifty blond jokes, tape screenshots of him cussing to me (and others) onto his back and send him back to Minnesota, bomb his airplane, then I will stalk him for a week and just when he thinks he’s rid of me I will pop out of a corner and beat him with a baseball bat, then I will put pictures of him cussing at ACP in the newspaper, then I will put them on Fox News and CNN and in the Boston Globe, then I will chew gum and talk in acronyms for six weeks, then I will give him a lobotomy, then I will dye all his underwear pink, then I will text him 24/7 and end every word with a random smiley, then I will invite him to a shooting range and ask him to stand behind me and fire the gun the wrong way (with very careful aim maybe I can hit his.. er.. “weewee”), then I will invite him to a resteraunt after he gets out of the hospital and scream “CANNIBAL” repeatedly after he orders anything with meat in it, then I will meet him back at his house, make loud grunting noises for 20-30 minutes, then I will tell him I was helping a pony give birth and give him gruesome, photoshopped pictures of the labor, then I will go into the bathroom, cover my hand in chocolate, start groaning, and stick my hand out the door and say, “Hey Meat, got any more toilet paper? Or maybe a plunger?”, and then I will put a sign “Surveillance in Process” in his room and warn him not to use his phone or game consoles, then after a while, when the game deprivation makes him huddle in a corner sucking his thumb I will put a fog machine in his xbox (He’ll have begged his parents for a new one by now) and ask him to show me how to play Halo, then when he turns the xbox on I will turn the fog machine on high, then I will show him this picture: http://ui25.gamespot.com/1016/chiefunmasked_2.jpg, then I will tell him video games are illegal worldwide, then while he’s on the ground screaming I will shoot him with a Halo 3 sniper rifle, AND THEN I WILL BURY THE CORPSE IN SOAP.  THEN I WILL MAKE OUT WITH THE CORPSE FOREVER AND EVER BECAUSE IM FOX, AND I SERVE FREDDY SANDWICHES NAKED. AND ACCUSE ED OF WRITING PORN, WHEN ITS FREDDY AND PIE WHO TURN IT INAPPROPRIATE.

Special thanks to Div and Dry for the making of this rant. Div came up with pretty much the whole thing after the pony labor, and Dry’s advice was quote “HAVE HIS CHILD.” Both were quite helpful.

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June 27, 2011

ACP Shrinks Chapter 2

Posted in Uncategorized at 3:48 pm by speeder109

Chapter 2: Stuck with the little, or should I say BIG kids

Inside the boxes the ACP soldiers were screaming in their packages. “What are they gonna do with us!?!?!?!?” said Bobcatboy. “Oh hey my package says I come with kung-fu chopping!” said Uno. “We have to find a way out of these packages and a way to get back to normal size!” I said.

Suddenly there was a huge vibration. “It sounds like were in a car.” Said Freddy. “So we aren’t gonna be used as test subjects in their labs.” Said Dryvit. “That’s good. When we had that big battle when I had the crystals, I saw some things they did. It wasn’t good.” Said Divotoo who had used to be the Shadow. There was sudden stop. Then it felt like the box they were all in was being picked up and carried.

“Hey I think my packaging is loose!” I said. Suddenly I was able to get out of my packaging and looked through a hole in the box. There I saw use walking through what looked like a nursery hallway. “Guys I think were in a nursery!” I said. “AWWWWWWW I LURVE BABIES!” said Lillie. Then I saw a lady. “So what do you want you Club Penguin ruffians? I hope you aren’t asking to take our babies as recruits.” She said. I then heard a Nacho soldier say “No we just wanted to donate these toys to your lovely children.” He said. “Oh! Why that would help us very much! Our current toy’s are worn out ESPECIALY the dolls.” “Oh then your in luck. All we brought were dolls!” Said the soldier. “They think were dolls!” Said Toto. “Ok so here you go.” Said the soldier.

Then the lady lifted the box up, thanked the soldiers then walked off. “Oh the kids will be so happy tomorrow when they see the new toys!” Suddenly she placed the box down and started opening it. I ran to my package and jumped back in before she spotted me.”Guys when she opens it scream for help.” I said. Then as soon as she opened the box then all the soldiers started screaming for help. “Oh shut up you fools.” She said. Everyone gasped. “YOUR WORKING FOR THEM!?!?!?!?” Screamed everyone. “God we sound like Speeders mother.” Said Noka. “Screw you!” I said. “Yes I am. Me and the Nachos made a deal. They give me some form of toys and I give them multiple copies of the Justin Bieber movie!” She said. “Now all of you better behave. If you all listen I will have to crush you. With this book!” She said pulling out a book titled “The Bible and the Dictionary All In One!” “That’s one big book.” Said Lighton. “Also if you try to escape you will auto maticaly shrink to the size of a cell.” She said. “You see, when the Shrink Ray zapped you all it put little germs in you that only affect you if you enter through the door way that shoots invisible lasers that once they hit you activate the germ and cause it to cut you down to the size of a cell. Once at the size you will either get crushed by a bug cause you will probably fit in the soles of a shoe or something. Now lets put you all in your nice little spots.” She said. Then she started picked up ACP Soldiers and put them in places around the room. She ended up putting me Lillie and Chris in a doll house with Albaro and Johny. Everyone else was either put in race cars or other play sets. She even threw some of us down on the floor. “Now don’t try to get the kids to help you escape. All they see you as are toys.” The Woman said. Then she walked out locked the door and we were left to sit there until the next day. When there was Day care for the kids.

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