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Date Posted: 01:09:12 06/04/00 Sun
Author: Rab-id
Subject: "F.E.T.I.S.H." a new storyline

Date Posted: 12:29:24 05/27/00 Sat
Author: Rab-id
Subject: "F.E.T.I.S.H." a new storyline


3:27 pm
San Diego, CA

A young boy bicycles along a suburban street and turns into an alleyway. Several other children age 8-13 are gathered there. The boy drops his bike among a tangle of other bikes and rushes over to squeeze into the huddle of children. They are watching a contest between a red haired girl with braces and a gawky but well manicured black haired lad of about 11 years of age.
A young male voice whispers: "Can he take her?"
A scornful female answers: "No, way...I hear she's packing a Quintzaurus and a Longarmor."
The gawky young man looks up at that swallowing hard.
His redheaded opponent smirks: "Are you ready to deal?"
Gawky Kid nods and there is a flurry of dice rolling and card flipping and crowd noise. Suddenly the girl turns over a card with a leather-winged monstrosity on it.
Female crowd voice: "Longarmor! All she needs is a four"
The girl rolls the dice and it comes up a three. The boy flips a card and the crowd rumbles again.
Scornful Female crowd voice: "Hockwhozar!"
Male crowd voice: "You can do it, Sam."
Female crowd voice: "No, you can't."
Several crowd voices: "He has to roll a natural eight"
The boy spins out his 3 octagonal dice and up comes the eight that he needs. The crowd goes wild. The red-haired girl slams her cards and dice into a backpack and tries to leave but the crowd stops her. Offended they push her back toward the contest winner. The gawky boy holds his hand out to her.
Gawky Boy: "Give it here. I won it fair and square."
Obviously reluctant the girl digs down into her backpack again and comes up with a small opaque plastic case. She hands it over to the boy and tearfully shoulders her way through the crowd.
Awed Male Voice: "It's still sealed"
Other Voices: "Are you going to open it?"
Chorus of voices: "No, are you crazy", "Yes", "Go on, open it", "No way, man it's worth a fortune."
The gawky boy shakes his head and slips the box unopened into his jacket pocket. The crowd begins to disperse. Two or three kids follow the winner as he picks up his bike and wheels it up the alleyway. Suddenly one of the kids snatches at the gawky boy's jacket. The box tumbles to the ground and cracks open. A small dark object pops out of the box. The boy snatches up the small object and turns furiously on his attackers. There is a flash of light and a sharp sizzling sound and the gawky boy is standing alone in the alley. His eyes glow with a silvery light as he tenderly slips the small dark object back into his jacket pocket. The opaque box lies forgotten on the ground next to the twisted metal and puddle of rubber that was once a bike.

8:35 am
F.B.I. Headquarters
Washington, DC
Two Days Later

Scully: (rushing into the office her arms loaded with files) Morning
Mulder: GooMmmph!
Mulder hurriedly chews and swallows what is in his mouth and follows it with a gulp of coffee from a large Styrofoam cup.
Scully: (deposits her burden on her desk and turns to her partner) just what is that you are eating?
Mulder: (finally able to speak) Pizza Herb's Happy Slam Breakfast Slice Lite. Nutritious and Delicious. (He takes two more hurried bites and licks the dribbles of sauce from his fingers).
Scully: (incredulously) Lite?
Mulder: The regular is smothered in red-eye gravy and extra cheese. (he wolfs down the last bite and takes a two more big gulps of caffeine). I had to buy something to get this--!
He gestures at a small opaque box on his desktop.
Scully: (picking up the box to peer at the small dark object within) It's a toy?!?
Mulder: It's a limited series collectable (he corrects as he bundles up the wrappings, napkins and plastic wear from his breakfast and stuffs them in the trash). Get the lights will you Scully?
Scully flips the light switch and turns expectantly toward the slide projection screen where she sees a candid shot of herself in black lace underwear.
Scully: Awck!!!
Mulder: (repeatedly clicking the slide switch treating them both to an intimate series of Scully in her bath and bedroom) Just a little something I was working on.(he explains sheepishly) Old surveillance photos we found at Krycek's place.
Scully: You had them made into slides!?!
Mulder: (indignant) High-level Profiler technique. Helps me understand his mind-set. Ahh-hah! Here we go…

Finally a slide without Scully has popped up. It shows a group of animated kids holding up something in their right hands under the title "F.E.T.I.S.H."

Scully: Cartoons?
Mulder: Anime. (he corrects) Or rather psuedo-anime. Since this is a U.S. knock-off of the Japanese art form. F.E.T.I.S.H. is the latest in a long line of shows with collectible game tie-ins.
Scully: Fetish? This is a kid's show?
Mulder: Yes, though much of the traditional anime is aimed at an adult audience. Fetish is an anagram: Fire, Earth, Technology, Ichor, Spirit and Heart.
Scully: Ichor?
Mulder: The lifeblood of the Gods. The exalted essence of…
Scully: (interrupting him) I know what Ichor is, Mulder. I can't believe someone is making money off of this nonsense.
Mulder: (flipping to the next slide which shows a man and woman posing before large cut out figures of the anime characters) Dana Anderny and Fox Duchoverson the creators of this particular phenomenon.
Scully: (obviously surprised) Dana & Fox?
Mulder: (looking at her suggestively) Yes, but theirs is NOT a platonic partnership that has failed to produce so much as an impassioned kiss in eight long years, if that's what your thinking.
Scully: Not even the world of Saturday morning cartoons would be so far-fetched.
Mulder: (continuing) On the contrary, they have been married for 14 years and have two children. (he changes the slide to show the entire family) Samuel, age 12 and Willamina, age 9 (the boy child is the gawky black haired lad we last saw in the alleyway). Children of rank and privilege with every advantage and yet…(he holds out a newspaper clipping for Scully to read)
"Twelve Year Old Boy Held In Ritual Slayings"
Scully: Mulder this article says Samuel Duchoverson killed three of his classmates.
Mulder: And burned their bodies beyond recognition but I've highlighted the interesting part.
Scully: (reading from the article) The accused claims that "Whizzarkon" killed his classmates. "Whizzarkon" is a character in the F.E.T.I.S.H. TV series produced by the parents of the accused.
Mulder: (unboxing his collectible and displaying it) Whizzarkon! (he says triumphantly) and Scully leans forward for a closer look)
Scully: It looks like a nauseated worm with wings.
Mulder: I think you mean, Wyrm. As in that ancient, hideous, heavily armored & fire-breathing beast known through out the world.
Scully: Dragons, Mulder?!?

Rab-id

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