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== Fuel For the Fire, by JamesGinger and Redfiredog6 ==
== Fuel For the Fire, by JamesGinger and Redfiredog6 ==
 
And Now…
=== Prolouge ===
        A Message
-
            From our sponsors!
 
Strider glared into the wind. It was a strong one, and it was in the right direction, but it also came with a warning.  He spared a quick glance at the receding safety of the shore of Britay. Perhaps it would have been more prudent to wait, but after these past two years on the sea, he liked to think he'd seen worse than this coming storm. Hopefully, he  and his skiff could ride the momentum and get to his destination all the sooner. 
  Soap opera scene because we were bored:
 
Georgia: Oh Bob, I ate swiss cheese yesterday!
'''<br>
'''
Bob: But Georgia, I thought you were in love with cheddar!
 
He turned away from the wind, and peered ahead, to the north. On the far distant horizon to his right was the northern reaches of Ankoria, that cursed land, where nothing good grew.
Georgia: It’s too sharp for me.
 
'''<br>
Bob: I don’t know how Jack Pepper will feel about this…
'''
 
Georgia: He’ll wallow in sorrow and eat a plum, as usual.
But he wasn't going there. He was heading to the far north. Nordland, where he hoped to gain allies in the powerful warriors of North Island. Legend had it that when thedude first invaded the frozen north, they had been able to hold their own against his forces, and eventually routed him. However, in the past year, they had finally succumbed to the overwhelmingly increased  forces of thedude, and their stronghold of North Island was now thedude's northernmost outpost. 
 
Bob: Look, a plane!
Stirling wondered if their eventual downfall had something to do with hope. Perhaps, after seeing nearly every other nation fall, did the Nordeners not see any reason to hold out? 
 
Pilot: Merry Christmas! *Drops candy canes.*
'''<br>
'''
Bob and Georgia: AGUGAHH! It’s a BOMB! RUNNNN! WERE BEING HUNTED!! Wait, it hasn’t exploded. They’re candy canes!
 
He wanted to rekindle that hope.
Bob: Man, I hate that guy! Doesn't he know we aren't shepherds?
 
'''<br>
Georgia: *glancing back at her pet sheep.* We’re… Not?
<br>
'''
Bob: No, that’s mild cheddar.
 
Tacking the sails yet again, he peered worriedly up at the changing sky. 
Georgia: You mean… I forsake a shepherd!?
 
'''<br>
Bob: That may be so, Georgina.
'''
 
Georgia: It’s Georgia! How could you forget?!?
Speaking of hope, he had to keep his own up. This storm was promising to be quite a rodeo.
 
Bob: Well, you see, um, well…
 
 
Georgia: *Scoffs as she turns and walks away.*
<nowiki>---------</nowiki>
 
Bob: Wait! Georgin.. Georgia! Stop! I didn’t mean it!
=== Chapter 1: Why you don't Argue with Enchanters ===
Kalaren was having quite a busy day. No, there were no attacks. He was busy with errands. From delivering laundry to stomping on wolf spiders, sharpening weapons, making some, and then delivering them to the armory! Tossing a salad for a delectable lunch! Still, Kalaren did prefer this to warfare, as boring as chores may be. Currently, He was feeding the goats, deep in thought. The past seven and a half years had mostly been uneventful. He was now a full-fledged soldier in the rebellion, as he was twenty three by now. 
Georgia: You didn’t mean anything!
 
So deep in thought was he, that the goats were now helping themselves to the hardy hay as he stared into the wind.
Bob: But-
 
'''<br>
Georgia: But what? It’s over, Bob!
'''
 
Jack Pepper The Sheep: “Dude, you really messed that up. *munches on a plum*
Kalaren was brought back to reality by one of the goats bleating. He shook his head before picking up the sack of grain and pouring it’s contents into the goats feed troughs.
 
Bob: *Sob, sob sob.*
'''<br>
'''
Mystery Duck: “It’s okay son.”
 
He was soon finished and was wondering what to do.
Bob: *Sniff.* Who.. Who are you?”
 
'''<br>
Mystery Duck: My name… My name… Is… '''BOBBINO'''!
'''
                 
 
''‘I’ll check on Jellyfish and Methuselah, the enchanter to see if they’ve found a way to power our paradox gear.’'' Kalaren did so, and started making his way to the magician’s bunker. 
Bob: Wha..Who?
 
'''<br>
You have just watched Season 175, episode -12 of  
'''
'''BOBBINO!'''
 
Along the way, he ran along a group of kids playing kickball in the street with a patched up ball Jellyfish had put together for them. He stopped to watch.  
Tune in next time, to hear Georgina say to Georgia, “Oh, he’s my brother.”  
 
And to hear Bobbino say, “I AM YOUR FATHER.”  
There was Jonny and Blake. They made one team.
And to hear Jack Pepper say, “Are we done? I need to go get more plums.”
 
And to hear Bob say, “No.”
'''<br>
'''
Previously on,
 
'''BOBBINO!'''
Then there was Joshua and Rita. To the side, reading a small battered scroll was… hmm. Kal had to think for a minute. Ah yes, Rosa. She was the quiet one. 
Narrator: Jack Pepper the Sheep ate a Plum! He didn’t do anything wrong.  
 
'''<br>
Director: Wait, we can’t do another episode! We don’t have enough television time! CUUUT!
'''
 
Prop Crew: Aww, come’on, we just got Alcatraz under lease! you know, for the next scene with the sheep breaking out of prison!
Kalarens thoughts were again interrupted as his face met the kickball. 
'''<nowiki/>'''<nowiki/>'''<nowiki/>'''
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Staggering backward, he wondered why his reflexes hadn’t saved him. However, it appeared that the last few years had traded some of those reflexes for pain tolerance. Shaking it off, he chuckled and kicked the ball back to the offenders, waving away their apologies.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
The rest of the walk was entirely uneventful as he walked through the rest of Aragarth. 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Several minutes later, he arrived at the enchanter’s quarters. Until recently, it had only been a bunker. It was originally a cellar of some building, long reduced to rubble, though at the passing of Grimoir, the previous enchanter, his replacement, Methuselah, saw to the repair and fortification of the original building. The result was quite desirable for such a resistance. He approached the house’s door and knocked, waiting for Methuselah to answer. He soon heard a voice.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Who goes there?”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren had forgotten about how Methuselah was a little too overzealous about protecting this bunker.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Kalaren.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Very well. Do  you remember the password?”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren sighed. "Drowssap.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Very good! Now you put in the key code.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren switched the numbers on the tumbler lock they had broken off a briefcase they found previously to the code. The lock didn’t even work, but who’s to argue with an enchanter?
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“There, I put it in, could you let me in now?”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Yes, of course! As soon as I open these other locks.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren waited two minutes before he was finished. The door opened to show Methuselah. He had brown hair and a  thick chinstrap beard, along with his piercing grey eyes. He was dressed in a brown tunic, black pants and a navy robe. He had a rank 3 sorcerer's staff, Chosen because he thought he could utilize the maelstrom energy stored inside. Kalaren tried to separate himself from the paradox equipment as much as he could, as maelstrom energy was the same thing that had almost smashed his father. 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
''‘Vladek beat it to the final blow though,''’  he thought, before his thoughts were cut short yet again by Methuselah.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Kalaren! You should see what Jellyfish and I fixed up!”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Great! Sure, I will!” 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Methuselah smiled. “Perfect! This will revolutionize our technology!”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren followed Methuselah through the bunker, observing the layout.
 
In this large sort of greeting hall, there was a Wormholer and two shinobi swords near the door, and a wooden bridge that was over a pit that contained sharpened stakes at the bottom. At the other side of the bridge, was a mechanism to wind up the bridge. Not only would the tilted up bridge block the entrance to the stairwell behind it(leading further into the bunker,) but it also formed a barrier against projectiles.
 
He started descending the staircase, noting the portraits on the walls. He knew there was various weapons and triggers to various traps behind them. Other than the portraits, there was a continuing bookcase containing most of the literature of Aragarth, and some weapons and switches hidden among the books, even a secret passage, he knew, that led into the forest surrounding the city!
 
It was like a typical wizard's tower, but in reverse. And more booby-trapped.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
They passed many rooms, with simple traps devised to use little or no electricity, as you could hardly find a power source other than magical energy, which was largely corrupted. Halfway down, they passed through a small  room that Dr. Jellyfish had shown off before, which did utilize some energy. Mostly hot-wired by Jellyfish, there was an airlock that, when activated by one of the hidden switches could shut the doors and the four vents on the roof would release acidic, noxious fumes. 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
They quickly passed through that room. 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren also noticed Methuselah appeared to be distracted, occasionally stopping mid-stride and muttering, before continuing on as if nothing had happened. Kalaren knew that Methuselah was actually multitasking. He <u>had to</u> in order to keep the spell going which kept everyone in the ruined city of Aragarth from being corrupted, though, even with his distracted demeanor, he was also clearly very excited about what he was going to show Kalaren.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
They reached the bottom floor as Jellyfish watched several rodents running in hamster wheels trying to get the scraps of food hanging outside of the wheel. Currently Jellyfish was bringing them the small pieces of food and many of them stopped running to eat. Next to him was two wormholers, it looked like one of them was empty of ammo, and the other was bursting with energy. Jellyfish turned towards them and it was quite apparent he was ''especially'' excited.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Methuselah! You brought Kalaren!! <u>WONDERFUL!!!</u> You’re just in time! I’ve finished going over the results from these two wormholers, and I’ve found the common denominator quotients that should correlate across all known Paradox Tech!”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Eureka!” Exclaimed Methuselah. Kalaren was, as you would imagine, very confused.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“What?”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Come see!” he cried, waving Kalaren over to the two Wormholers, having completely tossed all of the lunch-scraps to the rodents. Kalaren nodded and came to the table where the wormholers were located.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Take a look. These two Wormholers were at varying charges , but roughly like 30% and 45% or something. Normally, we’d save these, use them in some fight, and once they were drained, they’d be utterly useless.” he gave a mocking frowny face. “Maybe broken down for parts. BUT! With the power of our combined genius, I and Methuselah have found a way to extract the Maelstrom from any Paradox tech, and inject it directly into another, revitalizing the energy pool, and extending the life beyond the total sum of the original two sums!”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren’s expression went sour.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Lovely, we’ll use these things more often.” Kalaren said as he gestured to the weapons. “And what does these animals have to do with it?” Kalaren pointed at the rodents on the hamster wheels.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Oh, those are unrelated! They are just creating a little more energy. They may be eating more food than they are producing energy, However.” Methuselah exclaimed with a frown.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Jellyfish shared his frown as he mused. “What we really need are electric eels.” 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren cocked his head slightly to the side. “Electric eels….?”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Oh yes! When I was sane, and worked in a prestigious laboratory off-world with the Nexus Force, we had electric eels. They were fun to pet.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
Kalaren raised both his eyebrows.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Oh, and they also powered the laboratory they were located in. Sadly, not mine, but that’s ok,” the scientist continued. “Mine ran on cold fusion.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Oh! Then we can power the entire city! We could overload Vladek’s Fort! We cou-” Methuselah was interrupted by Jellyfish.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Unfortunately, we don’t have the components for either electric eels tanks or Cold Fusion reactors. Come to think of it, I don’t remember what we’d need for a cold fusion reactor.” He waved a hand to the hamster wheels. “Thus, one I do remember, kinetic energy.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“I see.” Kalaren said. 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“BUT!” He swung his other arm around, nearly whacking Kalaren in the face, but Kalaren grabbed his arm with his robotic arm, and froze, stopping both.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Oh, sorry Kalaren.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“It’s ok, I’m the one who should be sorry.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Why?”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“It seems there is another technological outage. I can’t move my arm.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“...Oh.”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
They all stood there, awkwardly contemplating this development, which became even more clear as all of the technology around them began shutting off.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“It’s a good thing we can’t afford enough energy to get an electronic lock for the door.” Kalaren pointed out, much to Methuselah’s annoyance.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“But what if paradox rogues were out there? We have tunnels to escape, we don’t need the door to open!”
 
'''<br>
'''
 
''‘That’s why you don’t argue with wizards,”'' Kalaren thought. 
 
 
 
They all decided to try and make their way up the stairs, and tell everyone the news of how they could double the life of a maelstrom-powered weapon. Going up the stairs was very difficult as Kalaren’s and Jellyfish’s arms were stuck together. Meanwhile Methuselah stated how it might be nice to get an elevator for the several levels.
 
<nowiki/>
=== Chapter 2: Shipwrecked ===
 
The waves threw themselves on board Stirling’s skiff, but he hardly felt them anymore. He was numb to the bone, drenched entirely through, and had absolutely no control of his ship’s course, which, as far as he could tell, was drifting towards Ankoria’s shores. 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
In layman terms, he was screwed. However, with himself being the only man aboard, he couldn’t call it quits, no matter how wet and cold he was. So, he was not too unprepared when a tall, rocky, cliff-shore loomed out of the sheet of rain and lightning, threatening to crush him and his ship to smithereens. Fighting both tide and wind, he was able to veer away from a full collision…
 
'''<br>
'''
 
But on the harsh sea, even the slightest error was often costly. 
 
'''<br>
'''
 
As he turned away from the looming cliffside, he heard the sickening squeal of merciless rock against his wooden hull, and knew that he now had mere minutes before his ship sank. He grabbed the essential supplies in the boat, grabbed the bag Peragrine, his old friend had given him, and the life preserver, (for all the good it would do,) and keeping them close, drove his boat with reckless abandon right along the coast, searching for a cove or beach where he would not have to climb far to find stable shelter. He didn’t find one in time.
 
'''<br>
'''
 
“Perry could have done it,” was his last thought.
 
<nowiki>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</nowiki>

Revision as of 14:14, 1 April 2020

Fuel For the Fire, by JamesGinger and Redfiredog6

And Now…
        A Message 
            From our sponsors!

Soap opera scene because we were bored:
Georgia: Oh Bob, I ate swiss cheese yesterday!

Bob: But Georgia, I thought you were in love with cheddar!

Georgia: It’s too sharp for me.

Bob: I don’t know how Jack Pepper will feel about this…

Georgia: He’ll wallow in sorrow and eat a plum, as usual.

Bob: Look, a plane!

Pilot: Merry Christmas! *Drops candy canes.*

Bob and Georgia: AGUGAHH! It’s a BOMB! RUNNNN! WERE BEING HUNTED!! Wait, it hasn’t exploded. They’re candy canes!

Bob: Man, I hate that guy! Doesn't he know we aren't shepherds? 

Georgia: *glancing back at her pet sheep.* We’re… Not?

Bob: No, that’s mild cheddar.

Georgia: You mean… I forsake a shepherd!?

Bob: That may be so, Georgina.

Georgia: It’s Georgia! How could you forget?!?

Bob: Well, you see, um, well…

Georgia: *Scoffs as she turns and walks away.*

Bob: Wait! Georgin.. Georgia! Stop! I didn’t mean it!

Georgia: You didn’t mean anything!

Bob: But-

Georgia: But what? It’s over, Bob!

Jack Pepper The Sheep: “Dude, you really messed that up. *munches on a plum*

Bob: *Sob, sob sob.*

Mystery Duck: “It’s okay son.”

Bob: *Sniff.* Who.. Who are you?”

Mystery Duck: My name… My name… Is… BOBBINO!
                  

Bob: Wha..Who?

You have just watched Season 175, episode -12 of 
BOBBINO!

Tune in next time, to hear Georgina say to Georgia, “Oh, he’s my brother.” 
And to hear Bobbino say, “I AM YOUR FATHER.” 
And to hear Jack Pepper say, “Are we done? I need to go get more plums.”
And to hear Bob say, “No.”

Previously on,
BOBBINO!
Narrator: Jack Pepper the Sheep ate a Plum! He didn’t do anything wrong. 

Director: Wait, we can’t do another episode! We don’t have enough television time! CUUUT!

Prop Crew: Aww, come’on, we just got Alcatraz under lease! you know, for the next scene with the sheep breaking out of prison!

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