(I believe that what just happened should maintain proper continuity. I’m going to check some things to help clarify when it happened a later though.)
(Wait, what happened to that last entry?)
(Did you try to post more to the story and it not register on the website?)
(I did, but I don’t know what happened to it.)
(Should I try reposting it?)
(It might be nice to do so)
(The following is a repost of an entree that seemingly disappeared.)
Josiah unfurled the papers Douglas had drawn-up up of the complex. He looked down at it a moment before glancing up at everyone with him in the dusty, dimly lit room. Kye was standing ready at the edge of the table studying the layout of the ship they were about to try to board, Ryan stood nearby nodding, Douglas was nervously going over some last-minute details, Manalive stood nearby analyzing everything. Mason stood near the wall, with Dawn nearby, and Brooke was looking through some old spells Kye had found.
“We’re going to go in and we’re going to get out. Right now, we’re just getting Peter.”
Kye looked up. Since she had been searching for spells during planning, she wasn’t completely sure what was going on. “What do you mean just Peter?”
Josiah turned his attention to Kye. “Oh, sorry. This is why we go over everything twice. Douglas had some information about that.”
Douglas began speaking. “Yes. I overhead some guards discussing the capture. Or was it the attempt… Oh, maybe a plan…”
Manalive looked at Douglas skeptically as Josiah interrupted him. “Indeed. The point is that Carlos could be in there, and maybe Robecca as well.”
Douglas muttered “Wait, did I see him?” under his breath.
Josiah ignored him and continued “We can’t run around to rescue them when we aren’t sure they’re there. I main priority is to get Peter, then find and stop Kristen. Manalive, Brooke, Douglas and I are the only ones going in. I don’t want everyone out there when we aren’t sure where we’re going.”
Manalive rubbed chin as he furrowed his eyebrows. “Can we trust him?” He glanced at Douglas. “He doesn’t seem to be all there, not to mention…”
Josiah heaved a sigh and looked at Douglas as well “Brooke was able to use some spells to confirm Peter is indeed where he said. I’ve done the math myself. We should jump directly to Peter.”
“Lord Kumquat, they are preparing to board.” A Franklin said holding a hand over the head phones on his ear.
“Thank you. Make sure a security detail is ready.” The Freakish fruit looked down at Peter’s prone body. “And make sure he doesn’t try anything.”
Lord Kumquat made his way to the ships prison. He passed a cell with three middle aged men. “Good evening Gentlemen.” They glared through the glass as he passed.
He came to an empty cell and waited as two Franklins came up beside him carrying guns. He waited. A few minutes later a portal opened, and Douglas jumped through and looked around in shock. He was soon followed by Manalive, Brooke, Ryan and Josiah. Josiah looked at Douglas.
“Get us out of here.”
“I’m TRYING. I’m trying.” Said Douglas as he fumbled with his box.
Lord Kumquat looked at them with an expression between a scowl and a smile. Whatever it was, it was supposed to express pleasure.
“Good job Franklin. I knew you’d get them to me soon enough.”
Douglas shook his head while Manalive looked from the Franklins to Douglas.
Shook his head and Douglas muttered “I didn’t.”
“You did. You really thought you were free from my control? You were the first to succumb to my power. You’re the one who freed me. When you blew up the original ACCU?”
“No that was to… Wait… It was because…”
Douglas turned and stepped into a corner. Josiah looked through the glass as Lord Kumquat hovered away. He could hear orders about keeping them secure. Manalive came to look through the glass barrier himself. The one of the three men in the cell across from them was staring at them.
“Gentlemen, we have company.”
“I have no interest in talking to the sentient orange.” One of the others grunted.
“It’s more prisoners.”
“Oh.” The other two joined the third at peered at their new inmates. Manalive studied them.
“Josiah, I think they’re Franklins.”
“Indeed. I believe your correct.”
One of the Franklins spoke up. “Actually, we are the original Franklins. Well, all but one of them anyway.” He scowled, and another continued. “We had a fourth among us, but he sided with Kumquat.”
Josiah looked somewhat skeptical. “How are all three of you the original?”
“There was a magical sword. Initially we were one split into four by it, but we pushed its limits to the extreme.”
“I see.” Josiah nodded. He looked at the corner Douglas was sitting in. Brooke was sitting next to him “Excuse me. Manalive, see what else they can tell us.”
Josiah walked to them and kneeled.
“Brooke, what can you do?”
“Nothing, I’ve tried all the spells I can think of.”
Josiah took Douglas’ black box.
Brooke looked at him skeptically. “You don’t think you can get that to work, do you?”
“No, but what’s inside might be useful.”
“The Power Bracelet?”
Josiah pried the box open. Once he managed to get the metal off he peered inside and saw… wires. That was expected. He gently moved them around. Still no Power Bracelet. This was unexpected.
Brooke, Manalive, Douglas, Me.
Josiah’s head-count came up one person short.
“I knew it.”
“What?” Brooke asked.
“RYAN. IS. GONE.”
“No, I got that. It was like a shocked, ‘what?'”
“Oh gotcha, I thought you couldn’t hear me. It’s hard to tell the difference when it’s in written form.”
Franklin 3 winced as another crack appeared in the 4th wall.
“Why would he just leave?”
“I have absolutely no idea.”
“Well,” interjected Manalive, “maybe if you guys gave him something to do he would’ve been less likely to wander off.”
“Yeah,” said Franklin 1 mused, “his character has been pretty useless for the past few entries. You guys seem to constantly forget that he exists.”
“Stop! You’re rupturing the wall,” sternly ordered Franklin 3.
“I don’t see why Ryan would have any reason to take the bracelet alone,” said Douglas. “With all of the anti-portal tech around here, there’s no way he could get off the ship without the additional attachments.”
“Yes,” muttered Manalive, “we’re all very grateful that Ryan isn’t as good at betrayal as you.”
“I should’ve anticipated that Kumquat had turned me into a sleeper agent somehow. That was really naive of me to assume that there’d be no consequences to coming back here. I’m sorry.”
“Take a seat, Winter Soldier. We don’t need any more of your help.”
“Stop that,” Josiah snapped, “It’s bad enough that our friend is being Gaslit by an evil fruit, we don’t need your attitude.”
“Oh, gas lighting, is that the theory we’re going with? What reason do we have to trust him?”
“What reason do we have to trust Lord Kumquat-“
“What reason? How about the fact that we’re in a jail cell? How about that? Good lord, Josiah, I told you this guy wasn’t all there and boom sleeper agent. This is so-“
“What Josiah was saying,” Brooke sharply interjected, “was that Lord Kumquat is a master of manipulation and mind-tricks. So what if making Douglas think he’s a sleeper agent is another trick?”
“Yes!” Josiah said enthusiastically, “Thank you. So why would Kumquat leave Douglas in a cell with us if he was a sleeper agent? He was hoping we would… er… ‘take care of him.’ He knew we would be at his throat by the end of the day for betraying all of us and all he has to do is pass off the job that his superior tech did as Douglas betraying us.”
“And what if he knows that we know that?” Manalive interjected, “What if Douglas is a quadruple agent and we’re just naïve enough to fall for the same trick twice?”
“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there,” Josiah said firmly, “For right now, our main concern is getting out of here and getting your brother back.”
“And how are we going to do that?”
“Wait, Josiah,” Brooke said, “Don’t you still have your snowglobe?”
“Yep,” Josiah said patting his pockets, “yes… I…”
Josiah continued to check his various pockets. The tension was palpable as Josiah went back and checked various pockets twice.
“Yes… I… no, no I don’t have it.”
“Well, where is it?” pressed Manalive.
“I left it back on the table at the Time Lord HQ.”
“I. LEFT. IT. ON. THE. TABLE. AT. THE-“
“Can’t you summon it to you or something?” asked Brooke.
“What model is it, Josiah?” Douglas asked.
“TK345,” Josiah said.
“Yeah, that’s not getting through the defenses. You won’t be able to get that back until we leave the ship.”
“You’re absolutely unbelievable,” Manalive muttered.
“And you’re absolutely insufferable,” Josiah countered.
“We have absolutely no way of getting out of here.”
“Not with that attitude we don’t.”
“Do you know something that I don’t? Because as far as I can tell, we’re out of transportation options and an expert on this stuff isn’t just going to drop out of the sky.”
At that exact moment, a portal opened up above them and Super Chris came plummeting down, crashing through the table that the three Franklins were sitting at.
“My leg!” cried out Franklin 1.
“What is it with this author and having people fall through tables?” remarked Franklin 2.
“STOOOOOP!” whined Franklin 3.
“I have been falling for 30 minutes!” angrily declared Super Chris.
The group gathered around him as he slowly got to his feet. He looked around, very confused. He recognized Josiah, but this was a very different group than the one he saw when he jumped. Also, weren’t they all in Hyrule or something?
Manalive beat him to the punch when it came to questioning.
“Who are you?”
“I’m Super Chris. And I’m here to stop Kristen.”
There was a moment of silence that seemed to last six months and a day. The Time Lords looked on from their cell with Josiah speechless, while the older Franklins blinked awkwardly After the unnecessarily long lapse of dialogue, or even action, one of the older Franklins finally spoke up.
“We are blithesome that you are an ally, but how did you manage to breach the security without your molecules being slathered across the cosmos?”
Super Chris produced a glowing orb from his pocket. “With this. If you’ll excuse me, I also need to stop a certain large floating fruit.”
A vortex opened before him and led to the other side of the cell door. Super Chris did a short wave before jumping through the vortex. Once on the other side, he ran down the hall. The groups’ eyes followed him as he ran down the hall and stopped.
Super Chris turned around for a moment. “Do any of you know which way to the A.C.C.U.?”
“Take a left. Three passages down from there turn right. Keep going until you come to an elevator. Take the elevator to level 8-4. From there you can just follow the signs.” Said Franklin 2.
“Thanks.” With that he resumed his run.
“Great.” Said Franklin 1. “You know, it wouldn’t have been hard to go through that vortex with him.”
Franklin 3 thought about this a moment before giving his own incite. “I’m hungry.”
In the other cell group was having a meeting.
“Who was that?” Asked Manalive.
Josiah glanced at him. “I don’t know.”
“Is that so?”
“Fine don’t tell us. We’ll find out eventually.” Huffed Manalive. “It’s probably someone from the plot we should already know anyway.”
Brooke interjected at this point. “He looked familiar. Isn’t he the guy who separated us when we were at that meatloaf place?”
Douglas, still in his corner interrupted to procure his words of encouragement. “It doesn’t matter does it? Kumquat could destroy that guy with the snap of his fingers. Soon enough Kumquat will be to powerful for people who aren’t split fifteen hundred ways to resist.”
Lord Kumquat was looking down upon the command center. A smug expression formed on his face. Everything was falling into place. His masterful plan that was yet to be revealed in full would soon be in full swing. Unstoppable. Only he would be the ultimate power. Only he would decide if you blinked. Anyone that daring to be contrary to his will would be crushed by his immense army a Franklins that practically handed themselves to him.
A voice interrupted his silent gloating. “Sir?”
Kumquat snapped out of his train of thought. “WHAT IS IT FRANKLIN 4544-4600034322-784984578-925…” He blinked and sighed in an evil way. “WHAT IS IT?”
“Sorry to interrupt your silent gloating.”
“I WASN’T- WHAT IS IT?!!”
“There’s an intruder on level 8-4. He’s managed to bypass security, and he’s downed every guard he’s encountered.
“HE’S HEADING TO THE A.C.C.U.” roared the goliath fruit. “SEND IN AN ELITE DETAIL. I’M TAKING THE SPEEDRAIL.”
Super Chris placed his final charge on the outside of the superstructure of the A.C.C.U. He stooped down to tie his shoe. Lord Kumquat burst in quickly spotting him.
Super Chris noticed he had been discovered. “Heyo.”
“SUPER CHRIS THE DIMENSION HOPPING HERO?”
“Give me a second. I’m tying my shoe.”
“I’M GLAD YOU’RE HERE. I CAN EXPEL MY EXPOSITION NOW!” Bellowed the fruitly lord. “YOU SEE, BEING IMPRISONED BY THE FRANKLINS, I MANIPULATED THE MOST VULNERABLE ONE WITH MY TELEPATHIC ABILITIES, AND THEN A BUNCH OF STUFF HAPPENED THAT’S ALREADY BEEN COVERED, AND I REPURPOSED THIS ANTI CEREBRAL CONTROL UNIT INTO A FRANKLIN DUPLICATINATOR!!” Super Chris tapped at a remote as Lord Kumquat continued. “WHILE A FRANKLIN IS BEING DUPLICATED, HE IS BEING PREPPED TO BE SUBJECT TO MY WILL. THUS THE A.C.C.U. IS AN ABSOLUTE CEREBRAL CONTROL UNIT! EVEN WITH AN UNLIMITED ARMY I STILL NEED MORE POWER THOUGH. THAT’S WHY I NEED THE BOY AND-“
Super Chris finished tying his overly frustrating shoelace and stood up. “Can you hold that thought? I need to blow this up.” He said pointing to the remote in his hand.
Kumquat blinked. “YOU UH, ALREADY SET THE CHARGES?”
Chris shrugged and pressed the button on his remote. A deafening roar sounded as the charges went off and the A.C.C.U. crumpled. Rage overtaking him, Lord Kumquat roared and threw Chris across the room with his telekinetic power. Super Chris rolled across the floor and grabbed his sphere. Kumquat throw him again. Thinking quickly, Chris opened a vortex where he was being flung. He was swallowed up by the vortex and it closed behind him.
Seeing his foe had escaped Kumquat let out an overly dramatic roar. “CURSE YOU SUPER CHRIS THE WORLD HOPPING HERO!”
Josiah leaned against the glass as he talked to one of the Franklins in the cell across from him. “So you have to eat every fifteen minutes too? You know, most of my friends look at me like I’m crazy for some reason.” A security detail had come to watch them, probably because of Super Chris, but they didn’t care that they were talking.
Douglas turned from his corner for the first time and looked at the others. “Guys? I don’t feel so good.” He looked at his hand as it started to fade. “I feel…” Manalive and Brooke rushed to his side. Josiah looked at him and glance out and saw that the same thing was happening to the guards. Douglas stopped speaking and disappeared completely.
Manalive spoke quietly “I hate to be that guy, but if Douglas is gone and the guards are gone, then there’s a good chance-“
Josiah cut him off. “That the other three Franklin prisoners are gone too.”
“I was going to say that all the Franklins are gone, but that works as well.”
Josiah went to look out toward the other Franklins. If Manalive was right, and it looked like he probably was, then Peter might have a chance of escaping on his own.
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