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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 17, 2011 0:41:33 GMT -5
"Damo, You have to help me, George was trying to make me read a haunted book, and he now wants to knock me out with a club and tie me to my bed," Keith said, half crying as he hobbled over to sit on Damian's bed.
Damian stared at Keith in shock,"You seriously need to see a doctor right now."
"I don't think that my foot is that bad, the time that I stepped on me Grandma's knitting needles was worse," Keith said.
"No I mean for your head, you seriously just cracked mate," said Damian matter of factly, "Personally I thought it would be because of anything but a book."
Keith jumped to his feet in terror, "You guy's are all out to get me!"
Damian just watched in amazement as he raced out the door and ran straight in to....
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Post by HburgEagle44 on Jul 17, 2011 1:13:09 GMT -5
Sharon. Keith gaped at her. "Sharon?"
"Keith Harkin, you are being too loud. This is a hotel. People are trying to sleep."
Keith looked around the hallway quickly. People were sticking their heads out of their doors. "Can you keep it down?" a little girl asked. "My daddy is trying to work."
"Sorry," Keith said sheepishly. He headed back into his hotel room and ran into Sharon again.
"So, Keith, what's this I hear about you losing Damian's basketball?"
Keith shook his head in confusion. "Wait, wait, wait. I lost Damian's basketball? As I recall, Damian lost my basketball. Or wait. Did he lose the haunted book? What happened to my memory?!" He was starting to get really scared, when--
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2011 1:34:48 GMT -5
a little boy raced down the hall, holding a basket ball tight to his chest. He bumped Keith as he ran. "Watch it kid!" Keith cried, then looking to the child, and back to Damian...then back again, his mouth agape. "Is this your brother?"
"No, my brother is older. Who is-" Damian scooted off the bed to see who was at the door. "YOU!" he cried. "But you poofed! Into thin air!"
"And you say MY head is cracked..." Keith muttered. "Seriously. He your cousin or something? You look identical. And-" once again, his jaw hung slack. "HEY! That's MY ball!"
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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 17, 2011 8:52:52 GMT -5
The boy just grinned mischievously and raised his eyebrow before he poofed again, Damian turned pale and looked as if he was about to faint.
While Keith said, "Man, Was that just the ghost of Damian's past come back to haunt me for putting that toothpaste in his oreo's that one time."
"YOU did that?!" Damian practically shrieked, "I missed out on a full week of talking to Paul because I blamed him and now I find that it was YOU!?"
"Hey Damo, remember very sick person with a cracked head here," said Keith nervously backing away from him.
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Post by orinocoflow on Jul 17, 2011 21:02:50 GMT -5
LMAO on the toothpaste! XD
"It will be more than cracked when I'm through with you," the teenager growled, but the surfer could see that it was lighthearted and he was in no danger.
"Anyway, what happened to the kid? And MY basketball?" he asked, changing the subject swiftly.
"I don't know, but he was standing right here when he poofed," Damian mused, coming to stand on the exact spot. "And then--"
His words were cut short as he suddenly disappeared in a flash of light.
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Post by celticbear on Jul 17, 2011 21:20:12 GMT -5
After Seeing Damian disappear right before thier eyes, Sharon and George where just as frighten as Keith was. Then Sharon said," No Damo did not just vanish in a flash of light, I'm dreaming, I did not just loose my Baritone into thin air!" George and Keith both still too scared to talk just shook their heads yes! Just then Emmet,Neil,Ryan And Paul who was a guest perfomer with them for a few shows came into the hall. They took one look at Sharon,George and Keith and wondered what they missed.
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Post by orinocoflow on Jul 17, 2011 21:27:11 GMT -5
"Did we miss something?" the tenor asked, eyeing the three of them. "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"I think I have," muttered Keith. "Never again am I putting toothpaste in Oreos."
"Wait, that was you?!" exclaimed Neil. "No wonder they tasted funny!"
"Where's Damo?" Emmet piped up.
"Isn't that the question of the century," Sharon whispered.
"I think she's going over!" George yelled when the director suddenly tipped sideways and would have fallen had Ryan not caught her.
"Help!" he gasped, staggering.
(btw, the last part was in jest, not rudeness)
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Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2011 21:28:37 GMT -5
Ryan tried to grab her hand, but his foot slipped at the last minute.
"No!" Keith cried. "That's where the vort-"
But too late, Ryan disappeared.
"Oh, no!" Keith, ignoring the faint Sharon, lunged after Ryan, but found himself trapped half in, half out of the vortex. "Holy shazzeroni!" he tried to yank his hand back. "This is worse than when I surfed in a hurricane! Someone, HELP!"
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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 17, 2011 22:10:31 GMT -5
Keith was able to grab Ryan's foot, but now he had one arm and one leg completely in the vortex while the rest of him was in great danger of being sucked in.
Just then he let out a yelp and the others watched in fascination as something sailed out of his mouth and was sucked in.
"Great there goes my tooth, it was bad enough the first time when it got knocked out by Paul when he I tried to teach him to surf!" he yelled!
"For that I just might not help you," muttered Paul. "You all better rescue them all or you are going to face worse then a time vortex!" Sharon exclaimed as she recovered from her faint.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 20, 2011 22:23:43 GMT -5
"Uh..." Damian stared at the space. "I think I'd prefer not. Paul...friend."
He pushed him forward.
"Why don't you have a look-see first, eh?"
"Oh, no. From what Keith said, sounds like you know this kid," Paul edge Damian closer. "So, it's your responsibility."
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Post by celticbear on Jul 20, 2011 23:02:17 GMT -5
Well when Sharon barked her order to have Ryan,Keith,and Damo rescued from the vortex,Paul jumped into action! Just as he got a hold of Keith and was trying to pull him back the Vortex reacted violently and then right before the others eyes,Ryan,Keith and Paul vanished and so did the vortex. So that brings us to Paul pushing Damo forward to find out about this mystery Kid and to figure out how they are all going to get back before Sharon has a heart attack!
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Post by orinocoflow on Jul 21, 2011 1:30:13 GMT -5
"Where are we?" Damian groaned, sitting up and rubbing a hand over his eyes. A headache was stabbing him behind the eyes and his ears were ringing. Bright sunlight blinding him didn't help the situation at all.
"I think we just invaded an Indiana Jones movie," Keith whispered, gaping at the towering jungle in front of them, smoking mountains rising over the tall trees.
But what caught the men's attention was the freckled boy standing next to--
"INDIAN! CANNIBAL! HELP! AAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!" the surfer shrieked as he leaped to his feet and hid behind a dazed tenor from the island's inhabitants.
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Post by GalwayGirl on Jul 21, 2011 2:07:02 GMT -5
Ryan and Paul just stood there in shock while Keith and Damian poked their heads out from where they were standing behind them.
The natives were fierce looking with many bones used as decorations and weapons.
"Where is Tarzan when you really need him," muttered Paul.
"I see one giant black pot of mixed lad Irish stew in our future," Ryan said nervously.
The boy just grinned and coming over to stand right next to Damian said, "What's the craic?"
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Post by american09mutt on Jul 21, 2011 2:24:09 GMT -5
"What's your name, kid?" Paul asked pleasantly, leaning down until he was eye to eye with the boy.
"My name's Michael McG-...um... but you can call me Mick." He caught a quick look between Paul and Ryan when he said his name, but they didn't say anything. Damian stood there rubbing his temples and trying to make sense of it all.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2011 16:46:00 GMT -5
"I'm so confused!" He cried, covering his eyes. "And what's with the savages?!"
"They aren't savages!" Mick yelled. "Honestly, have a little respect."
"Well then," Ryan said uncomfortably, shifting from foot to foot before jutting out his hand to the oddly dressed natives. "Pleasure. I'm Ryan Kelly. And you?"
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