A Hamser in Hell...

OOC: Sorry about being away, but first off, I was still swamped work-
wise, and second off, I've went and bummed up me knee, and thus was
laid up and away from the nearest pc for a while... But, other than
that, I've been waiting for certain *someones* to catch things up to
a certain plot connection point - Nudge, nudge, wink, wink. Lifts a
four by eight off the nearby table and gives it warning wag.
- White Wolf.
PS. Oh, before I forget I'd like to welcome aboard our latest
newcomers to the Blue Dwarf - Kyla Anderson, Alan "Switch" Parker,
Zac Wylde and anyone else that I may have overlooked! May you Smeg
long, and um... err... Drink lot's of Stella... Yeah, that's the
ticket! :)
RPG:
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Who: Let's just say the once and future big furry hamster, okay?
When: Erm, now that would be hard to say... But I think 1984.
Where: Oh, that's slightly easier, Obiviously totally lost!
[Start Drug induced flashback...]
White Wolf materialized somewhere else yet again, this time he opened
his eyes more quickly worried at what dangers he might percieve in
his surroundings. But his paws were covering his eyes. He had HAMSTER
paws again? He glanced down at them stupidly for a moment, as he
marveled at them, and then suddenly became aware that he was inside a
pile of wood shavings. He poked his head out, and saw that he was
inside a cage, complete with a water bottle and hamster wheel.
"Aw Smeg... Now I'm somebodies pet!" exclaimed White Wolf.
[End flashback]
"Mr. White Wolf!" said a disembodied voice.
White Wolf (the now normal sized hamster) looked about his hamster
cage questioningly, where was that voice coming from?
"Mr. White Wolf, It's me, Ox2A." Said the Disembodied voice.
"The penguin?" Muttered White Wolf, standing up and leaning against
the wall, to look around some more for the voice.
"Yes, Mr. White Wolf. But you never made it into my looping
program..." said the voice.
"What are you talking about? I've already looped through several
animals deaths. You know that I was human once, didn't you? I'd much
appreciatd having human form if you could be so kind..." replied
White Wolf the (normal sized) hamster.
"No, you don't understand. Somehow, I don't know how, but you must
believe me this isn't any of my doing. They've got you!" Explained
the voice in desparation.
"They've got me? Who are you talking about?" Asked the hamster
peering about.
"I can't say their name because it'll attract their attention. I'm
barely able to get through to you now, to be able to communicate now.
You need to tell me where you are, so I can write up a retrieval
program." Explained the voice quickly.
"Ah... Well, I think I'm in somebodies hamster cage." Started White
Wolf.
"That's not specific enough for me to program to, I need something
like a company, building, or a persons name to narrow my parameters."
replies the voice which was suddenly getting weaker sounding.
Then a door accross the room opened and man in a white lab coat
wearing long leather gloves entered and started walking over to the
hamster cage. White Wolf quickly glanced at the label pinned to the
man's shirt pocket and exclaimed in terror, "OH MY GOD!!!"
"What is it?" Said the faint voice.
"I'm in the animal testing unit of Phil FeBuggure Industries! GET ME
THE HELL OUTTA HERE, NOW!!!" Screamed the paniaced hamster (White
Wolf) as the man opened the cage and reached in to catch him.
Within moments, the little hamster was helplessly caught in the man's
gloved hand, and was being carried to the adjoining room.
White Wolf listened in horror as the Hamsters from the other cages
along the way called out, first a young one points "He's a 24b!
Whadda tell ya!", then an old grizzled one, "May the lord have mercy
on your soul, young fella.", then one with a shaved head with a
electrode attached to his skull, "You Lucky short timing bastard!",
then a giggly insane looking one with frizzy fur, "Pop goes the
weasel, Hah, Ha, Ha!", and finally a sad faced one, "Dead hamster
walking!"
The leather mitted man, stopped and opened the door of a small
industrial microwave, and set White Wolf inside, and quickly closed
the door.
"GOD PPPPPLLLLLLLEEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEEEE GET ME OUT!" Screamed White
Wolf the hamster with his tiny paws pressed up against the glass
window, as he heard beeps while man slowly programmed the microwave
and walked away.
"Hang on! I've almost got the script done!" Called a whispering voice.
White Wolf looked up as the light suddenly came on above, and saw the
stirrer begin to turn, then heard the Microwave start, then he turned
back and scrabbled against the glass with his claws and
screamed "NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOooooooooooooooo!!!!!"
There was loud explosion and squelching sound, then everything slowly
faded to black.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sometime later~~~~~~~~~~~~~
First there was grayness, then a fuzzy bright white light which
slowly resolved into an overhead florescent light. Then he was aware
of voices coming nearby.
"Now this particular case is highly unusual. This private here, we at
first, believed to be one of the most sophisticated delusions we've
ever come accross. He actually believes he's a Captain aboard some
kind of Space vessel..." Said a man's voice.
"I think he called it a spaceship, I think." interuppts a woman's
voice.
"A Spaceship? You meanlike on that science fiction show, Star trek?"
Asked another man's voice.
"Yes, but I think he calls it a mining ship from jupiter or
something. And he keeping picking up our calculaters and talking into
them as if they were telephones to some people named..." the first
mans pauses as he refers to a clipboard, "Phil, Jay, Alota, and Dean."
White Wolf tried to turn his head and open his mouth to reply, but he
found he couldn't because he was in restraints!
"My word, how extraordinary. This man must invented these delusions
of granduer of having a higher rank from the frustration of having a
lowly private rank." comments the second man's voice.
"Why not only that, but he belives he's from our distant future, and
he's a six foot talking hamster!" Replies the first mans voice.
"Really? His delusional states sounds more advanced than most of my
patients. Are you sure he isn't just duplicating elements of his
delusions from something he saw? Like multiple TV shows?" asks the
second man's voice.
"We're not entirely sure, sir. Because some of the things he's told
us during our initial Pyschological interviews, were very
inexplicable." comments womans voice.
"Like what?" asks the second mans voice.
"Well, we recently discovered that he told us the complete results of
the failed X-47 research project several months ago back in Sept.
1983." Replies the first mans voice.
"But we only just completed that last week!" blurts the second mans
voice in surprise, "Did you ask one the intelligence boys to see if
the russian misplaced a spy of thiers?"
"Well no, not quite. Because when he was originally brought in,
people certain did suspect him of being a spy. But after we performed
the usual battery of pysch. tests, we assumed that it was just part
of his delusional fabrications. But now, we're not so sure. That's
why we contacted you. We'd like to determine whether he's just
delusional or a very well trained spy." replies womans voice.
"I see." Said the second mans voice, "Nurse, start sedating him while
I review his case file in prepartion for my interview."
"Yes, Doctor." Replied another womans voice, and as she adjusted his
bed, White Wolf saw in the mirror accross from him that he looked
kinda like that 20th century actor Kurt Russell. But more
importantly, He was finally HUMAN!!!
<Waiting for the continued bit...>
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OOC: Anyone care to find/discover/help rescue your 'slightly out of
it' Captain from some shore military base?
- White Wolf
Your once & future Captain!