2/5 Discussion Thread VI

[digigirl02]

I just made a new vid, www.youtube.com/watch?v=LhL0jat1omY

[Nella (Numbuh 310)]

THE HORROR CONTINUES

[KCG, M.D.]

... *bows* what do you wish for me to do for you, oh almighty master?

4 LIFETIMES OF SLAVERY FOR YOU! ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

[digigirl02]

If you ever met 2 or 5 what would you say to them?

[gabbie]

"YOU GUYS SHOULD MAKE OUT."

[digigirl02]

I could imange their reaction to that.

[KCG, M.D.]

oh look at me, I started a guild fic. yay me! (dont worry, you other people will be in there the next chapter... but... this one needed simplicity)

(and the fact that FF is sick DOES have a purpose, okay? i am NOT obsessed with him anymore. 'nuff said)

(although he is still too cool)

(okay here's the story now)



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A young girl. That’s all she is. A young girl, with an older woman’s mind and soul. She stares at the paper in front of her, her head in her hands, her already tangled hair becoming knotted and mangled as she shovels through.

”I don’t even know what I’m reading anymore…” she says, pushing the paper aside. Rubbing her eyes, she looks up at the clock. It was after midnight. She should get some sleep. She leans back in her chair and closes her eyes, too tired to even get up and walk the 2 feet to her bed. She’s nearly asleep now, chemical formulas rushing through her mind, trying to figure out how to prevent the string of 2/Lizzie that’s been going around. She’s nodding off now, her face becoming more and more like the young child she really was.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

Of course…

She springs up, slips on her white coat and runs down the hallway. Her childlike features are gone. It’s time to work.




“What’s the situation?” she screams, scrubbing down and getting her gloves on. A ninja comes running in, pushing a cot with a wounded man writhing in pain on it. Turning around, she sees him.

“Sh*t.”

She runs over to him, and grabs on to his arms. “FF.” she yells, getting right down into his face, “FF, what have you done this time?!” Tying his arms down to make sure no one gets decapitated, she pries his eyelids open, shining a light in it. They were completely blank, the iris and the pupil melding into one, not being able to make any eye contact whatsoever. “Where did you find him, Whazurface?”

The ninja was in the corner, trying so hard to not let her fear shine through her ninja training, “W-we were just training. He… he was trying to teach me more advanced k-katana skills and… and,” the tears were leaking out now, “someone… someone just threw this… this THING in there, and… and there was pink smoke… I covered my face with my uniform but… but FF didn’t have his helmet on… and… and…” She turned away, but the doctor understood.

“What shade of pink?” She asks, pushing some medication into the IV to try and calm him down.

“D-Dark… and extremely puffy…”

Once again, the doctor turned around and looked towards the door.

“Sh*t.”

[digigirl02]

I like it so far, is this a campfire story, or one that you are just doing yourself?
*hopes to be in the next chapter please?*

[dex]

what I'd say to 2/5-
I'd walk up to them, giggle insanely, take their picture 3746398463982 times, then walk away, still laughing.

pics-
*nosebleed/heart attack*
The Hawtness... OH THE HAWTNESS!!!

[Nella (Numbuh 310)]

PART THE THIRD!
IT'S GROSS OT3 TIME!

And, heeeee, new icon. Though I kinda wanna change the text. It's 3:30 am. I'm feeling non-clever.

[Numbuh Googol]

@nella
Your pics and avatar = ultimate hottness.

@kcg
Niiiiice guild fic...

@digigirl
Your MV is awesome! The clips you used just suited the music perfectly. So cool.

Re: If I ever met Numbuh 2 or Numbuh 5...
I'd push their faces together and force them to kiss. MUAHAHAHAHA!!
Then I'd run...

[46thnumbuh]

Sorry guys. I was gone for THREE DAYS because of a HUMUNGOUS "every eleven years" TYPHOON that brewed up last Wednesday taking away 2 days of classes (yes!) AND our precious electricity... not to mention 18 lives *bows head*.

@re: Guild Fic
I just love hanging endings. I'm looking forward to the next chapter! can i be in it, pretty please? *batts eyelashes*

@re: WHITEHOUSE
D'oh, I still have to go watch it. Darn storm..[/mutter]

@re: digigirl's MV
Hey, nice! Just like what Numbuh Googol said, the music fits in with the actions!
I'm still curious at how you people make such good videos.

@re: If you see Numbuh 2 and 5

I'd walk up to them, giggle insanely, take their picture 3746398463982 times, then walk away, still laughing.

*laughs* Dude, I was thinking of the same thing!
But after doing that, I'll look back and take one last photo. XD

And I totally missed out on the 6th birthday of the 2/5 Thread.. *sigh*
When I saw Regan's 2/5 kitty, it immediately gave me an idea for fanart.
Here it is!

Sorry for the huge file..

@re: International Cool Day
*lightbulb lights up next to my head*

[kukinwally4eva]

@guild fic: omg awesomeness!!

@digigirls mv: so good it looked really hard to make

@what I'd say to numbuh 2 and 5: probably yeah like numbuh googol said take their picture like eleventy billion times

@ the 2/5 pic with the 2/5 kittie: OMG!! Klarys that is so amazing!!

[seradarkness]

Woah! I go to bed and 6 new pages pop up!

Ok, to summarise: Pictures = too cool!! I love 'em all!

If I met 2/5 - I have no idea what I'd do. They'd probably just glare at me and call me a 'stupid teenager' though whilst I gaped at them...

Older!Hoagie/President!Nigel - ROFL!!!!

EDIT: Oh, and as for the MV: That is soooo good, I love it and it fits perfectly!!

[KCG, M.D.]

thanks guys! Here's the next chapter!
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Grabbing her walkie talkie, she screamed, “I need all the help I can get in here! GO!” Quickly, the young doctor ran into her room and grabbed some odds and ends, and ran back to the medical ward. Everyone was there, Madame was carrying all manners of books, flipping through each one in lightning speed, trying to find a cure. Digigirl was checking his vitals, making sure the drip was functioning. Everyone else was still scrubbing up. All of a sudden, his voice grew louder, and we finally heard what he had been mumbling.

“F-FATTIES!” he screamed, trying to escape his bonds, “THE FATTIES. TH-THEY’RE S-SO HOT T-T-TOGETHER! MUST SAVE T-THE HOTTIES!”

“No,” the doctor screams, running over and pushing more medication into his arm, “Stay with me, Prof, stay with me!”

“2/LIZZIE FOUR EVAH!”

Silence. All except the constant mumblings of the demented Professor, it was silent. They couldn’t believe what they had just heard.

They were losing him. So she sprang into action.

“ARTISTS!” she cries, turning to the rest of the guild, “Nella, gabbie, Artgirl, Klarys, heck, ANYONE,” she says, rummaging through the cabinets to find something, “Draw. Draw me as MANY 2/5 or 1/Lizzie picks as you POSSIBLY can within the next half hour.” She turns to the girl at the IV, “Digigirl, make me an MV. Give me as MANY 1/Lizzie and 2/5 moments as you can find. Half hour, GO!” she started rummaging through another cabinet, “Writers! Give me fics! A LOT of fics! Same timeframe, NOW!”

“A half hour?!” screams Klarys, trying to find her pencil, “That’s not enough to do a simple line art!”

“Yeah, can’t we have anymore time?” asks Digigirl, her tablet PC in her hand.

KCG finally found what she was looking for, and pushed a little of it into FF’s IV, “I’m being lenient, we may lose him in the next TWENTY minutes.” Everyone had stopped, so the doctor spun around, pointed her finger towards the door, and yelled at the top of her lungs, “GO!” Everyone except the Madame left. They stood there for a moment. “Well…” the doctor implied, pointing towards the deranged professor, “Are you going to get started?”

“But,” the stunned Madame asked, “I thought I was the last resort!”

The doctor shook her head, “There are far worse things than turning into a frog, Madame.” She started heading to her room, “Far, far worse things…”