Vacation: "...technical Difficulties"
Quietstorm
Join Date: 2004-02-18 Member: 26670Members, Constellation
Join Date: 2004-02-18 Member: 26670Members, Constellation
<div class="IPBDescription">First one, be gentle =D</div> The transport glided across the the vast sea of space. Inside seated quite uncomfortably were 274 people. They were on their way to a "Resort Planet", one of only 4 in the entire galaxy. This one however, was the cheapest because it was the closest to the incident found in Ariadne. But the Keenans refused to be scared off by alittle "Alien accidents". So after months of saving, the Keenan family got onto a transport, and made the biggest mistake of their lifes...
...After what must have been the bumpiest re-entry into a atmosphere, Matt wandered out of the transport rubbing his back. He grimaced as he stretched out and turned around to his family.
"Dad, next time we go on vacation...let's just stay on Earth like we usually do..."He grimaced again in the pain in his lower back.
"I thought you said you wanted to come here? So what are you complaining about?" his dad responded with a smug smile.
Matt stared at his dad for a brief moment, shrugged, and wandered off towards their hotel. He didn't care for his dad's sarcasm or his families...well....blandness...Now he gets to relax alone, in the secluded tunnels of the subterranean resort. After getting all their belongings to the hotel, everyone split up, so that they could enjoy what they wanted. Matt went deep within' the bowels of the resort to gain seclusion, he always loved being away from his family, he didn't hate them, he just didn't love them, and they didn't approve of his hobby, which was Modern Weaponry. He even collected (though illegally) some TSA weaponry and fired them off occasionally in the backwater part of what was the New York State area in the 21st century.
..."Finally...Peace...and...quiet" Matt spoke to himself, as he sat into a small nook in the caves walls. It was very quiet down in the tunnels. He swore he heard something chuckling down there, but decided it was just his imagination. He slowly relaxed, and started reading through one of his huge books of weaponry that make the dictionary look like a pamphlet. Just then, the speakers on the cavern walls rang out with a young woman's voice.
"Attendants please be aware we have a code red alert...Kharaa have invaded the resort, remain calm...Areas will be closing to ensure safety to all attendants..." a loud bang is heard through the speakers.
"Please God...No! PLEASE...AAaAaaaagh", following the scream of the announcer, ungodly screeches follow and squelching sounds.
"...Great..." Matt replied to the PA. A Robotic voice then spoke through the PA, "Please excuse us we are experiencing Technical Difficulties..."
That's when he thought "Even in the future nothing works..."
...After what must have been the bumpiest re-entry into a atmosphere, Matt wandered out of the transport rubbing his back. He grimaced as he stretched out and turned around to his family.
"Dad, next time we go on vacation...let's just stay on Earth like we usually do..."He grimaced again in the pain in his lower back.
"I thought you said you wanted to come here? So what are you complaining about?" his dad responded with a smug smile.
Matt stared at his dad for a brief moment, shrugged, and wandered off towards their hotel. He didn't care for his dad's sarcasm or his families...well....blandness...Now he gets to relax alone, in the secluded tunnels of the subterranean resort. After getting all their belongings to the hotel, everyone split up, so that they could enjoy what they wanted. Matt went deep within' the bowels of the resort to gain seclusion, he always loved being away from his family, he didn't hate them, he just didn't love them, and they didn't approve of his hobby, which was Modern Weaponry. He even collected (though illegally) some TSA weaponry and fired them off occasionally in the backwater part of what was the New York State area in the 21st century.
..."Finally...Peace...and...quiet" Matt spoke to himself, as he sat into a small nook in the caves walls. It was very quiet down in the tunnels. He swore he heard something chuckling down there, but decided it was just his imagination. He slowly relaxed, and started reading through one of his huge books of weaponry that make the dictionary look like a pamphlet. Just then, the speakers on the cavern walls rang out with a young woman's voice.
"Attendants please be aware we have a code red alert...Kharaa have invaded the resort, remain calm...Areas will be closing to ensure safety to all attendants..." a loud bang is heard through the speakers.
"Please God...No! PLEASE...AAaAaaaagh", following the scream of the announcer, ungodly screeches follow and squelching sounds.
"...Great..." Matt replied to the PA. A Robotic voice then spoke through the PA, "Please excuse us we are experiencing Technical Difficulties..."
That's when he thought "Even in the future nothing works..."
Comments
I mean, when you put clothes in the washing machine, do you think about the Victorian era and say "Wow, I'm glad we don't have to work like that anymore here in the future."
Its a minor thing, but I like to nit-pick.
make it funny!