{"id":2348,"date":"2010-04-07T18:52:26","date_gmt":"2010-04-07T23:52:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/annetylerlord.com\/?p=2348"},"modified":"2010-04-07T18:52:26","modified_gmt":"2010-04-07T23:52:26","slug":"fiction-pickle-wars-create-your-own-adventure","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/livingwithlivewires.com\/annetylerlord\/2010\/04\/07\/fiction-pickle-wars-create-your-own-adventure\/","title":{"rendered":"Fiction: Pickle Wars: Create Your Own Adventure"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Pickles in a bar, betting on the invasion of the Human's pathetic planet. Copyright Redwood Games. Used by permission.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

NOTE TO READERS: If you are coming straight to my blog from Twitter, you will want to start this twisted sci-fi tale from the beginning. It all starts with Barry Northern’s Blog<\/a>. He came up with the idea to have a Create Your Own Adventure<\/strong> story. Segments of the story are written by several bloggers and you can trace the adventure through numerous threads.<\/p>\n

My thread goes from Barry Northern – Jodi MacArthur – Tony Noland – \u00a0Mariana Blaser – Anne Tyler Lord – either Estrella Azul or GPChing<\/p>\n

The story is about a 14 year old boy, Michael, and his friend, Latoya. They have encountered aliens invading the Earth. This story takes many twists and turns and you get to choose which direction at the end of each post. Start at the beginning here<\/a>, or trace backwards through the previous person I follow. \u00a0I am after Mariana Blaser.<\/p>\n

So, if you are reading through the threads, you just arrived from Mariana Blaser<\/a> and you chose option # 1. Go find Mr. Brown’s friend.<\/p>\n

Have fun and go back to follow more threads!<\/strong><\/p>\n

All three of them stood frozen as the alien police officer entered the music store. Mr. Brown stammered, \u201cAh\u2026what can I do for you\u2026sir.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m closing this store down for building code violations, you will all have to leave.\u201d The alien waved his billystick at them and they quickly shuffled out the door, pushing each other out onto the sidewalk. The police officer locked the door behind them and pulled down the shades.<\/p>\n

Michael and Latoya huddled close together so Mr. Brown couldn\u2019t hear, \u201cI don\u2019t think we can trust this guy, something doesn\u2019t make sense here,\u201d Michael whispered.<\/p>\n

\u201cThe Mendigan police officer didn\u2019t acknowledge him, so he must be telling us the truth. He is the only person we can trust right now. If his friend has the music we need, maybe we can find out what these aliens are going to do next.\u201d Latoya insisted.<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay, take us to your friend\u2019s house so we can find out more\u2026hey, mister\u2026\u201d Michael snaps his fingers and Mr. Brown shakes his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cAh\u2026all right, let\u2019s go.\u201d Mr. Brown takes off walking briskly down the sidewalk glancing nervously at all the other aliens strolling down the street.<\/p>\n

Latoya and Michael grabbed each other\u2019s hands and tried to look as calm as possible to not attract attention.<\/p>\n

Mr. Brown disappeared down an alley and they ran to keep up with him. He went inside a warehouse that was converted into an apartment. \u201cSlim, you in here?\u201d He busted through his front door, seeming to know it was open.<\/p>\n

A tall thin man, over six feet five inches emerged from the back, walking slowly. He had a towel wrapped in a turban on his head. \u201cJust got out of the shower, what are you doin\u2019 here?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe need to listen to your Taylor Swift albums.\u201d Mr. Brown said quickly.<\/p>\n

\u201cSure, I got \u2018em all.\u201d Slim\u2019s mouth turned into a creepy smirk.<\/p>\n

Mr. Brown didn\u2019t move. Something came over him and he grabbed his ears, screaming in pain. Slim ran towards him and his towel fell off. He had tentacles behind his ears.<\/p>\n

Michael started hearing the voices in his head again, louder than before. Pickledeath. Pickledeath. Pickledeath. He shook his head to make it stop and saw that Latoya had a glazed look on her face. He grabbed her and they both ran out the door down the alley.<\/p>\n

\u201cLet\u2019s get off the street so we can talk.\u201d Michael pulled her through the door of the nearest restaurant.<\/p>\n

Strangely, there were no staff or customers in the restaurant. They were relieved to have the place to themselves, but the eerie feeling was returning. They were out of breath and ran to a booth. As soon as they sat down, they could hear strange sounds that were not quite human or animal.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh, no, I hear something in back.\u201d Latoya got up and slowly cracked open the door just enough to see through. Michael was behind her craning his neck. They could see strange green glob Pickle creatures sitting with several of the Mendigans at a private bar. They were laughing and drinking together. They couldn\u2019t understand what the Pickle globs were saying, but the Mendigan\u2019s were speaking English with strange guttural sounds mixed in.<\/p>\n

\u201cHa, ha, ha\u2026we drink\u2026glabbanogook\u2026to the Pickle Wars! Tomorrow \u2026labwanoslat\u2026you will lead the attack on the humans and we will be your warriors to rule the Earth.\u201d A Mendigan raised a glass of red fluorescent liquid and drank it in one slurp.<\/p>\n

The Mendigan put his arm down on the bar and accidentally flipped the remains of his sandwich. A tomato and a piece of lettuce hit one of the Pickle people and he screeched in horror.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou idiot!\u201d The tomato and lettuce seared the Pickle and he shriveled up and died. The Mendigan turned back into a human, was roughed up by the other Mendigans and was thrown out the back door into the alley.<\/p>\n

Michael slowly closed the door. \u201cDid you see those Pickle creatures?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, and the Mendigans seem to be servants of the Pickle people.\u201d Latoya didn\u2019t know whether to be afraid, or laugh.<\/p>\n

\u201cThat explains the Pickledeath warning I keep hearing in my head. They are going to attack the humans tomorrow and turn them into a warrior force of Mendigans. If we can destroy the Pickle people, then maybe the Mendigans will all turn back into humans.\u201c<\/p>\n

Michael began strategizing. \u201cLet\u2019s go to the big warehouse store and select our weapons.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHere, this will work,\u201d Latoya proudly holds up a set of kitchen knives.<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe, but I\u2019ve got something even better.\u201d Michael smiles and nods his head. He is holding an industrial sized salad shooter.<\/p>\n

What will they do next?<\/p>\n

1. Buy up all the vegetables in the store and come up with a strategy to defeat the Pickle people<\/a>.<\/p>\n

2. Gather up more kitchen appliances and find more humans to go to war with the Pickle people.<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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