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1st Place The Battleshops story telling activity - week 2 ~ This story about P00kinezz - was written by tchaiki and chosen as the best story: Oh! Hello there. Sorry, you startled me. My big sister is busy, but I can see if she'll talk to you. Did you want to donate? I can get one of the shopkeepers. Well, then are you here to borrow one of our battle weapons? I hear the honey potion is good. I wouldn't advise eating, it though. You never know where it's been. I hear that the same old honey gets spilled and put back into the bottle again. Still no? Then what do you want? I'm just the younger sibling, so I don't know much. You want to talk to me? Really? You want to hear a story about me? Wow! No one has wanted that before! I'm just the robot lupe who isn't nearly as strong or fast as her sister. But I think I'm smarter than she is. Shh! It'll be our secret. My sister kind of has an ego thing, you see. It's because she's the first pet. Younger-borns aren't nearly as uptight. Oh, that's right. You wanted a story about me. I could tell you about the time I turned Goddess' skin purple and put a zytch in her bed, but Goddess still doesn't know it was me. Maybe I shouldn't tell that one. Then there was that time when a baby kougra stole cheese from a gallery, thought I was a microwave, and tried to shove cheese sticks in my face. Cheese and robot machinery don't go very well together. For an entire week afterward, old dried cheese squirted every where whenever I tried to turn on my yellow lights. Goddess made fun of me and told me I stank. So I hid a pile of dung underneath her bed. Talk about stinking! Thank goodness no one ever found out it was me. You won't tell anyone, will you? Or I could tell you about the day my antenna got stuck in the dubloon-o-matic. I was trying to exchange dubloons for a bigger coin. It was hard to reach the little red-tongue spout, so I put my paws on the bottom of the dubloon-o-matic jaw and lowered my head to set the dubloons inside. Unfortunately, I lowered my head too far. My antennae got stuck in the nosehole. Thank goodness it was a dry nosehole and not one full of…well, you know. Later I found out that I was supposed to put the coins in the little brown slot coming out of the pirate ghost's hat. That's when I decided to learn how to read. What's it like to be a pet in the battle shop? Hm. I don't really know! Most people are only interested in my sister. I'm almost one thousand days old, but the shopkeepers keep telling me I'm too little to help with the fighting or shopwork. I think I am the official figurehead of the shop. If you come closer, I'll tell you a little secret. See this green panel on my chest? It shows messages from my friend in Finland. This week I'm learning how to say, "Beam me up, Scotty!" So far, it's not working. I think I have to work on my accent. No, don't go! I'll think of something good to tell you. See, I'm actually a transformer that will change into a big spaceship complete with auto-pilot and speed-of-light time warp. No, I'm not kidding. Look at these little jet-propellers draped over my back. Once I get into outer space, each tank drops off to lighten the drag. You don't believe me? Oh well, it was worth a try. I can't help it that my life is uneventful. If you want to know what it's really like to be a robot lupe, ask my shopkeeper. |
vicsterb wrote this wonderful story: It was during the monthly stock take that I first noticed the problem. At the start of every month Goddess and I would, check which weapons the kind members of the guild had donated and update the wish list. The thefts had started small, the odd snowball here and there, cheep things that wouldn't be noticed. But as I looked at the shelf I knew there should be 12 spark shooters and I could only see 3. Quickly I calculated that at least a third of the stock had gone missing over the last 6 months and at the rate it was going the shop would be empty by the end of the year! Goddess and I checked the safety box every night where our most treasured possessions were kept and securely locked up the shop every night. As far as we could tell there was no way that anyone could get in. However the next day the unthinkable happened. When I entered the shop I found that Silver Draik Sword had been taken! The shop had no signs of forced entry and the shopkeepers were at a total loss. It was up to me to solve the mystery. I put my best sleuthing deerstalker on and picked up my trusty magnifying glass. The only clues that I could find was some loose dirt around the safe and a three toed foot print out side the shop. "P00kinezz" I thought "this needs some thinking". The footprint was pointing away from the shop and I couldn't see any going towards it. That pointed towards an inside job but who? Goddess being a Tonu would leave much deeper footprints and the Humans would have more than three toes. "P00kinezz", I thought, "the plot thickens!" I followed the dirt trail back inside the shop and it lead to a large dung cupboard. The cupboard didn't ever get used as it tended to make everything smell, but as it was a gift from a guild member we had kept it. "Ha Ha Caught you", I yelled as I opened the door wide. Only to hear Goddess laugh behind me as I stared at the empty cupboard, with the Ha Ha echoing back at me. Blushing slightly, I closed the door and shuffled of to my room. Examining all the clues there was something nagging at me, something I had seen but that hadn't registered. The cupboard - it had to do with the cupboard. I waited until everyone had left the shop and I snook back in and went to examine the cupboard again, I might be able to wok it out without Goddess laughing at me. I sniffed the whole cupboard but as it was dung all I could smell was dung. "Hmmm clever P00kinezz", I thought, "masking your own smell". I walked in to get a better look at the back in case there was a clue at the back. Oww! I got a splinter in my paw!! Hang on I thought since when would a dung cupboard have splinters I looked down and saw the obvious, the floor was made of wood. Cursing my blindness I lifted the floor away to reveal a hole, so that's how they were getting in. I leaned forwards to get a better look when the dung crumbled and I fell head first into the hole. I slid for what felt like an age, but when I checked my watch was only 2 minutes when I landed with a bump. I picked myself up and looked around me. The room was filled with all the missing weapons. As I was wondering how best to get out and tell someone I heard footsteps in the distance, slowly coming towards me was a light and I assumed the thief. I hid behind a case of elixirs and waited. The light was being carried by a purple Grundo wearing an eye patch. Following close behind him was a gang of rough looking Grundos all carrying weapons. The walked past me deeper into the cave and up towards the hole. "Now!", I thought I scampered past the weapons and headed from the direction that the had come from. In the distance I saw a small patch of moon light and ran towards it. I climbed up and managed to clime through, although it was only big enough really for a petpet. I quickly looked around and was shocked to find myself near Illusions Glade. I stood there trying to think of a way to warn the shop keepers when Illusion wandered around nearby. I must have looked really upset because – as she is a kind faerie – she came over and asked me what the problem was. I told her the problem and with a snap of her fingers we were back in the shop with all of the stolen items back where they belonged, with two very confused shop keepers standing next to me in their pyjamas. The Grundo's were all stood together looking annoyed at being caught and as Illusion snapped her fingers again, all of them were sporting matching prisoner suits. "Five years digging out pyramids in the lost desert for this lot I think" she smiled. And with a third snap was gone leaving me to hang up my hat and glass and take a well earned rest. |
sini74 wrote this wonderful story: p00kinezz the Robot Lupe didn't have anything to do the other day. So she was reading her favourite book, Robot days, over and over again. "I wish there were more books about robots! I'm sure the people of our Guild will know if there are. I'll go and ask," she decided. She went to the Guild of Booklovers message board and asked if anyone could recommend her something to read about robots. After only a few moments her mail box was filling with messages. I'm sure you would like I, robot by Isaac Asimov," was one of the messages. "That's the book that has the laws of the robotics in it. And there was a movie made of it, but the less said about that, the better. There are several short stories in it, very exciting. He has written a lot about robots. Check him out." Hi, I'm certain you've watched Star Trek, the Next Generation? Well did you know that there are books too? Immortal Coil by Jeffrey Lang is the best Data book I've ever read." A bit younger GoBler wrote to her: "There is a nice robot in the Oz books, you know the Wizard of Oz? The writer is L. Frank Baum. I also like the movie version with Judy Garland, she's so pretty. But the tin man is my favourite, how he wants to be like humans. But I won't tell you more, you have to read it yourself!" The Iron Man, that's the book for you! It is written by Ted Hughes. In the beginning, he has to put himself back together, and then he meets this young boy. Adults would like to destroy him! Find out what happens, this is worth reading." Post script was: "Oh, and there is an animated film made about this too. Iron giant, haven't seen it but it's said to be good." p00kinezz went to Neopia Central library and checked all those books out. She had really good time reading those books and others the wonderful people of GoBL had recommended to her. Come New Year, she got the award from the library for being the most read Neopet of the Year |
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Goddess? Oh, Goddess?" I groan. I finally settle in for a little nap and, wouldn't you know it, the summons comes again. I trundle laboriously to the front room. I miss my young, slim acara days. Ever since I became a tonu, and a Darigan tonu at that, my body has slowed me down. These thighs and big belly are a strain on the knees. Goddess, dear, there's a little blumaroo who wants to fight you. You don't mind, do you?" My head priestess memooney23 pats my tusk affectionately. I consider baring my teeth at her but decide that it would not be, well, goddess-like. We head for the battledome, and I see that this upstart blumaroo is a mere level two. I'm nineteen. I give memooney23 a look of disbelief, but she merely shrugs. After more than a year together, I can hear what she is thinking: this is one of the duties I need to fulfill as figurehead of the battleshop. At least the fight will be short. The blumaroo slashes at me, or tries to, with a tiny blunt sword. I laugh and knock him over in one blow. He rubs his face and hobbles out clutching his new avatar without bothering to say thank you. Finally, we return home. My priestess and her assistants carefully groom me with fragrant peophin soap and leave me in peace. As soon as they are gone, I allow myself to flop in a very un-goddess-like way onto my cushioned bed. Just as I am rolling over trying to scratch that pesky itch between my shoulder blades, my assistant priest shrike76 hurries into my chambers. I am caught unguarded, feet-up like a baby tonu rolling in a dung mound. I attempt to cover my embarrassment with a severity. "I gave orders to knock before entering!" My assistant priest does not have the grace to look embarrassed—oh, the liberties they take!—and instead nervously smoothes his tunic with his hands. "There's another challenger in the battledome," he says anxiously. "Do hurry up, Goddess dear, we have quite a line today." Hurry up? Me? The Goddess? I lumber to my feet and open my mouth to express my outrage, but shrike76 pats me absentmindedly on the head. "It's a red aisha this time, and she's level nineteen. She is well-equipped, so you might want to use your burrowing ability." Goddesses do not burrow. Goddesses stand tall, well as tall as you can when you're four-footed, and smite unworthy peons with the power of their glare. Assistant priest shrike chooses not to notice my ruffled dignity and escorts me again toward the battledome. I drag my feet, which is quite easy with all the body weight, and finally I stop outright. My assistant priest clucks his tongue. "Goddess dear, the aisha is waiting for you. Hurry up, please, so I can get back to record donations." I take my place with as much stateliness as my offended risen hackles will allow, and I measure the cocky fifty-pound red aisha contemptuously. Level ninteen or no, I will teach this young upstart a lesson. Do not interrupt a goddess at rest. Particularly a goddess with an itch in her back. The aisha throws an immense rubber battle axe of doom and shocks me with Scuzzy's comb combined with a fierce attack. I gasp. For an upstart, she is strong! I assumed it would be another one-two knockdown. I try to scare the aisha with my spider on a string, but the spider withers in fright. I throw up my leaf shield, but to no avail. Desperately, I take shrike76's advice and attempt to burrow. Even that is not enough, and I find myself defeated by this young nonenity. The aisha leaps joyfully. I won! I beat the goddess!" she shrieks before dashing to her owner. Without a backward glance. Or word of thanks. Hot with hurt anger, I pursue the aisha only to be gently but insistently tugged toward the door by my assistant priest. "Let's hurry back," he says without even looking at me. I follow, indignation at this entire exasperating, degrading day building with each step. No one asked me if I wanted to fight. No one asked me if I wanted to become darigan tonu. No one asked me if I minded being interrupted. They call me a goddess but order me about like a baby tonu. As for my subjects, they don't even look at me. I am nothing to them except a means for getting their avatar. I storm into the temple and crush everything in my path. My head priestess springs to my side. "Goddess, dear, what's the matter?" she asks soothingly. As if to a child. I bash a chair with a well-placed kick of a paw. That's one thing I couldn't do as an acara. "I hate being a darigan tonu!" I rage. "They just fight me to get their avatar. Today I was beaten by an aisha. How can I live down the shame?" I bash a second chair to relieve my humiliation. Beaten in public by a red aisha! Some goddess I was. Although the head priestess looks momentarily stunned, she recovers quickly. Instead of soothing my ego or offering me a tasty tidbit, her usual methods of placating me, she instead begins to sing softly our favorite song, the one she sings only for me. Burning like a silver flame Summit of beauty and love And Goddess was her name... In spite of myself, a smile cracks my lips. Yeah, baby, she's got it I'm your goddess I'm your fire At your desire I'm angry! I tell myself fiercely. But no matter how fiercely I tell myself not to smile, a heavy foot begins to tap with the rhythm. Making every pet mad Black as the dark night she was Got what no-one else had Wow! At long last, I let out a laugh. If nothing else, memooney23's enthusiasm combined with a complete lack of singing ability would cheer anyone up. She pats my tusk affectionately. It's a pain having to be a goddess," I say, but the anger in my voice has gone. I know," she answers. "But you could be worse off. You could be the goddess' priestess." I lower my head and pretend to charge her with my tusk, and she only laughs. She laughs and scratches my back just the way I like it. Sometimes being a goddess is mighty fine. The best story was written by tchaiki for the Storytelling activity brought to you by the GOBL battleshop in the 2nd week of June 2005 |
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Mission Report: Agent :Goddess_of_War_2001. Code Name: Athena (Greek Goddess of War) The Faerie queen was losing her battle to keep the faeries under control and dark faeries were plotting against her. Rumours were circulating faster than the wheel of Excitement that there was a foul plot to replace her with the evil Jhudora. She was at her wits end (located next to wits beginning – its a small town) and that's when we met. As a baby Tonu no one would suspect I was working for the queen so she asked and as the story goes I said yes. The mission (which I chose to accept, before it self destructed) was to find the secret base, infiltrate it, and uncover the evil plan. "Easy Peasy", I thought, "A group of evil faeries, hanging around making trouble, will be easier to spot than a pile of dung in Meri Acres Farm". Nope I couldn't have been more wrong. After searching for days I found no sign, I even looked down the Symolhole (and got stuck). Disillusioned I found myself sipping Pixxi Squash in Grundo's Cafe, trying to pluck the courage to admit defeat to the queen. That's when I met Mr Thang who had been petpetnapped by the dark faeries. Taken to their secret base, they tried to bribe him into their service (unfortunately they didn't realise his love of all things Mushy). Realising it might be his only chance he played along and then when the security was relaxed he made his escape. He agreed to show me where he had been taken, so long as I adopted him and got him a tin can everyday (apparently having fun as a Greeble is trying to guess what's in the can before you open it! That's why Greebles are always playing the tombola.) Returning to Neopia we went, not to Faerieland, but to the Lost Desert . Wishing I'd packed sun cream and not a parachute, we arrived at an old abandoned pyramid, where the dark faerie rebellion, guarded by a host of mummies were holding their annual convention. Getting in would be easy, Mr Thang could march back in with me as his prisoner, it would be the getting out which would be the problem. I had to risk it and as Mr Thang didn't want me to go in alone he agreed. We marched past the guards without a flicker from them, (as they were sleeping, it is tiring being a mummy with kids screaming at you all day). Once inside we slipped down an unused passageway and Mr Thang led me to a door with a sign on it saying, "Do Not Enter – Secret Room, Staff Only" . This must be the secret room, I thought. Inside were hundreds of shelves holding thousands of bottles. We crept in to get a better look when the door slammed behind us. As the panic began to rise I picked a bottle from the shelf and took a closer look, inside was a faerie looking very tried and unable to break free. Then I realised the dark faeries dastardly plan. And it wasn't to open a bottled faerie shop in the Neo Market! With no one but DARK Faeries to open the bottles, if one faerie opened them all in one go, then they would be the most powerful faerie in the WHOLE OF NEOPIA! DUM DUM DUMMMMM. The door behind me creaked open and as I turned, I knew we were caught. Framed in the doorway stood Jhudora smirking, "So my pretty I'm going to get you and your little dog – I mean Greeble, Ha ha haaa. You have found my Secret room, you must be cleverer than I thought". Jhudora sighed, "You have become entirely too nosy and are causing me a headache, kindly stop shining that torch in my eyes". I had only one chance to save myself, Mr Thang and the whole of Neopia and the batteries were running out in my torch. Mr Thang launched himself at Jhudora, changing into his dressing gown mid-flight, he did his best martial arts impersonation. "Free a faerie and send it for the Queen!" he shouted as they sparred. Quickly I ran to the shelf and started to pull corks from the bottles, "Fetch the queen" I told each one frantically. Swiftly several vanished but others remained, for behind Jhudora the passageway was filling with Dark Faeries. Soon a full scale fight was underway and as I released each faerie I asked for them to stay and help luckily they did. Then in a flash of lightening it was all over, the queen appeared and at the same moment Jhudora disappeared. The queen ordered the dark faeries escorted to her castle, the prisoners freed and Jhudora arrested. She asked for my mission report and I told her everything that had happened, up until she had arrived. She thanked me for my help and asked what I would like as a reward, I looked around for Mr Thang to ask him his advice, but couldn't see him anywhere. Frantically I rushed around trying to find him, when a faerie brought him over to me. He was really badly hurt and couldn't open his eyes, I placed an unlabeled tin in his tiny hand and hoped he would recover. "Please make him better" I whispered, "All I want is Mr Thang to be better". The queen smiled, clicked her fingers and Mr Thang and I were at home, and as I'd not asked for anything for myself the queen had rewarded me anyway I was now a Darigan Tonu, which was quite a shock when I looked in the mirror. This story, also a great Goddess story, was written by vicsterb |
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