Jump to User:

myOtaku.com: Queen of Sheba


Thursday, May 17, 2007


   ALMOST FRIDAY!!!

YAY!!! Tomorrow is FRIDAY!!! I am going to sleep so late! Next time my dad drops by Nairobi, he's gonna pick up some more Kenshin books that I ordered! I'm so EXCITED!!! *hugs self*

I have finally finished my english and physical science papers, so that's good, and since my english paper is a story, I shall post it, please comment and tell me what you think ^^

394JYYY: THE FAMILIAR COLOR

“What!?” I retorted in surprise. “What are you saying?” “It’s just what I’m saying,” my boss replied. “You are a trustworthy figure at NASA, and we need you to check this out. We’ve already sent a crew fifty years ago, but they haven’t reported back at all.”
We sat in his office, a cold steel box with bullet-proof windows, and what few comforts were allowed; a hard leather couch and a navy rug, spread out on the concrete floor. Except for his steel desk and chair, those were the only other pieces of furniture in his office, showing his personality perfectly, hard, cold, and unfriendly.
That was ten years ago, when I was able to eat solid food, and drink water out of a glass. I was in space searching out a planet, a planet beyond Pluto. A planet called 394JYYY, and I was against it from the beginning. Sure I was familiar with space travel, but the trips I had frequented were closer to earth, such as the moon, or even the planet Jupiter. This trip however, was to find the recently discovered planet 394JYYY, and discover what had happened to the recent crew that had left for it, sixty years ago.
However, the thought of trying to land on an unknown planet, with no idea of its makeup or atmosphere, was not my ideal in the least bit. But as my boss had said with a smirk, “I thought you liked adventures!” Well, I’ve never wanted to prove him right, but the thought of being called a coward was even worse, at least…that’s what I thought then.
My crew of five and I had been loaded onto the newest build of rocket, the fastest in the world, so the trip had taken only ten years instead of the estimated fifty. Finally…
“We’ve arrived captain!” called out one of my crew-mates, a skinny, pasty looking man who we called Eel, “we land in 24 hours!” I looked out of the closest window and gaped. No wonder they had been able to see the planet from earth, it was huge! I had been told that it was larger than the sun, but this was ridiculous. It filled all of my view, even though it was still millions of miles away, and it was growing larger every second.
The next 24 hours were a blur, and when we finally landed, it was near the end of the day. The planet was lit by another star, and not our sun, so we could tell. When we finally go suited up, resembling large teddy bears, we stepped out of the rocket for the first time in ten years.
The first four of us were careful as we climbed out, feeling the pull of gravity, but another of my crewmates, a huge Czechoslovakian who we called Dozer, leapt to the ground, obviously forgetting gravity, and we all laughed at his sprawled form on the soft turf. Little did we know, that would be our last time to laugh.
After wiping our eyes, and with one last snicker, we turned our attention, and gazed at the landscape of soft colors. However, there was something strange about them, since not one of the colors came from our world. There were huge spongy plants that resembled mushrooms, and mosaic covered shells, and we basked in the soft light coming from their sun.
After unloading the rocket, we tested the air, and found that it was the same as on earth, so we unsuited, and were free of our cumbersome guardians. Little did we know our mistake. The air was sweet and fragrant, and made us drowsy. Pixie, the female of the crew staggered into a spongy bank covered with some type of moss, and that’s when our troubles began. Unsuited, we were left bare to physical danger like newborn babies, and the minute she leaned against the bank, it seemed that she stiffened, and her eyes rolled up in her head. That’s how she died. A trickle of crimson blood slid down the treacherously mossy bank, mixing with the strange colors. We were able to see spikes protruding from her abdomen, and the moss was already spreading to her body, only ten seconds after her death.
For the moment, we were frozen in shock, and when we did move, it was in panic. All at once, we ran for her body, hoping to find a glimmer of life, a smile, anything… but that was our second mistake. As fast as lightning, spikes by the thousands rushed up to meet us, and skewered us like shish kabobs.
That was merely ten seconds ago, now I see my fellow crewmates’ mangled bodies, twisted in pain. I think back to that day in my boss’ office. Oh to be called a coward instead of dying such a horrible death. And now that I know what happened to the other crew that came here before, and the crews that will most likely come in the future… but it is too late now. I see and smell the sweet death of blood, and now, my vision is clouded by the root of my being. And thinking such things, I die…
Two of the inhabitants looked on at the product of their destruction. “It was their own faults” garbled one in a strange language, “for stumbling into the valley of thorns, they should have known better.”
“We need to stop these aliens from coming to our world!” replied the other, “we must uproot their species.”
“Yes” agreed the other.
And the spongy soil soaked up the invader’s crimson blood.

Well... besides the gore, I hope you liked it ^^

Questions

1. Give me a saying/quote.

2. What is your favorite band/singer?

3. What is your favorite movie?

My Answers

1. Doesn't expecting the unexpected make the unexpected expected?

2. Evenescence ^^

3. It is currently "the Illusionist" ^^

See y'all later ^^

Queen of Sheba




Comments (0)

« Home