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06 February 2004 @ 05:21 pm
So gather up your jackets, move into the exits  
at long last my friends. yep, here it is. the long awaited chapter. I'm sorry I didn't have it ready sooner, I know I had said I'd do it over Christmas break, but that never really panned out... and I'm horrible at actually just sitting down and doing something. bah. I'd like to thank Krista for IMing me every chance she had with the message "RHQ CHAPPIE!!!!!!!!!!" yeah, it's really annoying. but it gets me to doing it. so thank you a lot ^_^


Pipsi looked around. Where was she? She didn’t recall ever seeing this corridor. It didn’t look too out of place, but there was something strangely eerie about it. A small trickle of odd gold writing dribbled down the wall, flickering as though it were an electrical glitch. Where did Ali go...? she thought to worriedly to herself.

Pipsi stopped walking abruptly. She shivered as she wondered over the origin of the hallway and realized, not wanting to believe, why it was so strange. She lightly tapped her foot on the floor. Her face froze. She stomped her foot on the stone floor and stifled a small shriek. The floor was hollow. Plastic. Fake.

"Jesus Christ," she whispered.

The reality of the situation dawned on her and she was blinded by tears welling up in her eyes. She forced them back angrily; she had to be strong for the Robbits. The fact of the matter was that someone had built a plastic hallway to trap her or another Robbit. Well. She wasn’t going to be caught like a fox in its hole.

"Ali?" she called softly, wanting to scream it but the natural volume of her voice wouldn’t permit it. That and fear. There was no response. She was alone in this chilling corridor of pseudo stone. It felt like someone was watching her from the hollow, plastic walls with sparse lines of gold text moving slowly downward. She spun on her heel, ready to go back the way she came. Expecting to see the plastic grey hue of the empty hallway, she screamed when instead she was confronted with a bright red jacket on the frame of a tall man standing directly behind her.

"Charles!?" she said, relived to see a familiar face. She fell limply on him in a hug. "Oh, Charles, everything’s so wrong! The Robbits are all split up! Whose fucking idea was it to split up, anyway!? Haven’t I told then a million times that Scooby-Doo logic is bad!?" She continued in her angry rant to the silent, still man, becoming evermore vulgar and adding more and more obscenities with every sentence until suddenly she stopped. A rather blank, puzzled expression graced her face as she asked stupidly, "How did you get in here, Charles? I thought you never moved..."

At this, Charles put his hand around her neck, squeezing his thumb against her pressure point. Pipsi fell limply to the hollow, plastic floor with a dull fwump. Her spindly body was sickeningly twisted with limbs sticking out all over, her clothes rumpled and mussed lying around her frame.

****


In a white room a soft cackle was heard. A strange woman stared at a wall filled with surveillance camera screens monitoring the Robbit Headquarters. In the far right corner a fragile-looking girl was lying a heap. The woman’s attention turned to that screen from the one she had previously been watching near the center in which a girl was crouched over another who was bleeding badly from the arm. A laceration.

"That Pipsi girl was too easy. She’s far too trusting to even put up a fight!" The woman sniffed disgustedly. "And I thought we’d have problems with her. Bah." Her eyes wandered around the brilliantly white room. "Krinkle!? Krinkle!" she called in a harsh tone.

****


Tara kept running, pulling Laura along with her. They burst out of the smoke-filled room. A faint melody could be heard behind the girls. Gasping for breath, they plunged down the corridor that was quickly filling with the thick pink smoke. The kind of smoke one would expect a rose to make if burned. Of course, that smoke is grey. But it seemed like it should be coloured with the pigments contained in the petals. No, the smoke was more like what Laura had once seen on a Jaws movie. She compared it to the blood spilling into the ocean when the shark attacked. The same red hue and billowing, swirling effect of the thick blood mixing with the clear water. Curious... Laura thought, her mind oddly calm considering how her legs were pumping to carry her pale shell to safety.

In that moment, time seemed to freeze. Laura and her body stepped away from the frozen Tara. The odd music box melody could still be heard through the still hallway, tinkling, and Laura found herself humming along to the childish melody that kept looping back on itself. Pushing her way through the still smoke as though she were swimming, she saw a door to her left. The door was open, and hanging curiously from the doorframe was a doll’s head. Unlike everything else around Laura, the doll’s head was moving. Softly swinging, twirling like a tire swing in a summer breeze. The head was that of a vintage type doll; the kind with raggedy blonde hair and eyes that open and close. Her eyes had rolled into the back of her plastic head, revealing only the whites of her glass eyes.

Intrigued by the doll’s head, Laura reached up and softly stopped it from swinging. The music from the box stopped just then. Funny that the music should stop at the moment I touched this little doll’s head, Laura thought, her mind still in a euphoric calm. Lightly fingering the doll’s head, she hummed the music box melody. Presently she was overcome with an intense sense of desire directed toward the hanging head. She curled her fingers around the plastic face and ripped the head down, her fingers getting caught in the coarse blonde hair.

Time collided with itself and Laura found herself being dragged once more by Tara, both of them screaming. "Laura, come on!" Tara yelled as Laura tried to pick up her pace again. A shadowy figure darted across the intersecting hallway, and the girls screamed as they collided with the person.

All three bodies fell to the ground, and lay there gasping for breath. Laura crawled over, peering at the body they had hit. "Oh, shit..."

and now I call upon sbluerazchoccie to write the next chapter!
 
 
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ex_crackshot601 on February 7th, 2004 05:47 pm (UTC)
WOOOOOOOOOT!! ^_____________^

That was great! But I think I have to go reread some of the earlier chapters so I have a better sense of what is exactly going on. lmao. XD
Pipsipipsi_stick on February 7th, 2004 06:59 pm (UTC)
lol, yeah, it's probably kind of confusing if you don't really remember the other chapters. I went back and did a great big story map of the entire RHQ so it helped me, lol.
laughing on purpose at the darkness: ::gandycrown::htebazytook on February 8th, 2004 04:09 pm (UTC)
Haven’t I told then a million times that Scooby-Doo logic is bad!? *dies* Brilliant.

In fact this whole thing is Brilliant. Hehee. ^^

Pipsipipsi_stick on February 8th, 2004 05:29 pm (UTC)
XDXD, thank you. I really *do* tell people all the time that Scooby-Doo logic is bad.

hehe, thank you!
ex_leggy on February 8th, 2004 07:49 pm (UTC)
AH!!!!! I lurve it!!! *squees and hugs you* Kristaness has to write FAST or else I'll die from anticipation.
Pipsipipsi_stick on February 8th, 2004 09:01 pm (UTC)
XDXD, she says she has a good idea and she's been bugging me to put up mine so she can start hers. so I think you can expect hers pretty soon.

^_^ thank you!
song birdy: robbit handshakesbluerazchoccie on February 8th, 2004 11:47 pm (UTC)
XD nice pips, if a little odd. ~^ no, really, luv it *huggles* ^^ I'LL WRITE IT ALREADY! I just have this STUPID paper to finish up today and schtuff, mmk? ^^ *huggles mooooooore* Glad da poking worked. >D I can bwe evil sometimes, can't I? *evil laugh* Ok, me work-y on paper now _ _; pray for my eternal soul that has been damned to this torture, mm?
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Pipsipipsi_stick on February 9th, 2004 01:38 am (UTC)
it wasn't evil, it was just like "gah! I know!" XD. but it got me working.
Ali Gator: sarcasm with a snap!alianai on February 10th, 2004 04:38 pm (UTC)
Ahhh.. "Scooby Doo logic". Fantastic! and the whole chapter put me in mind of a poem. Maybe it was the symbolism. *nod*
Eeeee. Doll head. V. disturbing.
The map was most helpful. My thanks for making it!
Where did Ali go?

Pipsipipsi_stick on February 10th, 2004 11:26 pm (UTC)
XDXD, I <3 that phrase. ...there was symbolism in there? SWEET.

yeah, the doll's head was actually something that happenedish to me that morning. I was walking out of my art class and it saw this creepy doll's head hanging from my teacher's offie doorway. I was like "O.O;;" and took a picture.

ahh, you're welcome! it was v. helpful to me in keeping things straight. I'm glad you can actually make sense of it, too, lol. it's pretty much just random notes with arrows all over, lol.
elvenpaw on February 19th, 2004 07:41 pm (UTC)
GASSSSSSPFFFFFFFF!!! Holy crap, I loved it!! The doll thing was v. brill. ;) GREAT imagery and all that, whahaha. I think I gushed to you enough on IM, too. ;)
Pipsipipsi_stick on February 20th, 2004 04:57 pm (UTC)
awwwww, thanks Jade!!!!! <3<3

I think my favourite sentence fromm this whole thing is "Laura and her body stepped away from the frozen Tara", because I unconciously made it seem like there was Laura... and then her body. and I guess that's how I think of people, especially online people because you meet them, but you don't meet their bodies.
elvenpaw on February 20th, 2004 07:10 pm (UTC)
rofl, at your icon. XD XD XD XD. *diews*

That's a really interesting way to look at it actually, but v. true. I tend to think of you guys as, well, you, but I don't really know about bodies (except some piccies), so you're v. right indeed.
Pipsipipsi_stick on February 20th, 2004 07:43 pm (UTC)
yeah, I hadn't thought of it until just now... I had thought it funny that I chose to say "Laura and her body", but I didn't really think why...

and thanks about the icon, XD