The Amazing Adventures of the Freak & Creep Association - Chapter #0001

[Deathtanz Mantisk]

OOC: He was under the deck, sir Shadowing, but whatever. ;o

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D-Gits had a brief, odd rainbow-ish shine deep within his eyes during the time when Seishin was charging too close up to him, yet the moment he resorted to geppou to stop it from happening, the gleam in his stare vanished. D-Gits snickered in a forced manner, offering for handshake and about to say something, until the shaking ship caused him to roll back. Salkut tried to claw his way on the floorboards as he slowly slid backwards to any way which the ship leaned at.

Denim grabbed Deo from his arm and pretty much flung him and himself over to their own ship, in order to be ready if they'd get out at this point. Jerko had already beat them to it, at least as far as the idea went, as he was still walking sideways across the deck. Lauren and Mantis were apparently still weaving around at the deck of the junkie-crew.

"Ok, this is bad... If it spits us out or something underwater, then our ship is pretty much gonna sink like a stone." Denim stated, trying to have a conversation with Deo. Useless, due to Deo having taken some of that powder which the junkies had offered him earlier. He continued to nod to himself as he stared at his hand, turning it slowly every now and then. Denim smacked him down to vent frustration prior to rushing off to try and do anything to save them.





Above and outside, it would seem that the town at the edge of the large island wasn't too concerned with the huge sea king that burst out of the water and currently charged directly at them.

An old, grey-haired man with a suprisingly good posture, a white coat and ancient grey ripped jeans took his time to walk towards the sea across a peer which pointed at the sea-king. The sea was rather serene, and no clouds were anywhere in sight today. Yet the sea-king roaring and screaming out of pure pain crushed that peaceful enviroment in an eyeblink. It continued charging towards the town, hoping to swallow every building at sight in hopes of doing something about the pain originating from deep within it's stomach.

"What kind of a hideous monster can do such a thing to an unsuspecting animal like that...?" The grey old man commented, shaking his head and sighing.

[Shadowing]

Seishin sighed, shook his head and then proceeded to hop up into the air, so that he wouldn't be affected by the sudden swings the beast took.

He even activated his mantra in order to dodge incoming projectiles.

He wanted to see what was going to happen, since he could sense that the people outside weren't moving around too much, which probably meant they weren't afraid of the huge creature.

[Suiken no Hatori]

Sanada, although he had quite the iron stomach, was slowly getting a little sick from the stumbling. He wanted to get out about now. This was getting annoying.

[Deathtanz Mantisk]

The sea-king, blinded by pain and fury, failed to realize the enormous grey cloud which it dug into on it's way towards the island. A loud snort came out of it as it slowed down, continuously inhaling, longer and louder with each and every one of such.

The biggest sneeze followed. A massive wave was sent towards the town in the distance, while the sea-king succeeded in spitting out both of the ships in it's belly, which were sent flying towards the island. The sea-king itself was sent zooming underwater through the power of the mightiest sneeze, sinking down until flipping and finally dying from the intense agony caused by the "cake" of doom which it became victim to.

The cloud of dust which had caused the events weaved about, until moving on it's own, stopping briefly high above the two ships before heading towards the island.

Not that anyone would have noticed much. Vomiting and whatnot was taking place on both ships, with a couple of folks having passed out as well. A set of consecutive waves came out of the town, possibly made by somebody in there, which gradually stopped the ships from advancing rapidly, until both stopped, some half a mile away from the large island.

Salkut had latched his arms around D-Gits, with D-Gits having returned the favor, both of their lower lips shaking rapidly as they held their breaths. A pond of brown ooze had landed on their laps, showing what their last snack had consisted of. Those few whom had not been knocked out were busy throwing up over the edge of the ship.

[Suiken no Hatori]

Sanada was also one of the barfing guys, This was too much.
"Oi Oi, are you serious?" He mumbled to himself.
He stood there fascinated. How could anybody create such poisonous foods from just normal, edible things. In a way Lauren was pretty amazing, although he didn't know whether that was good or not in this case.
"Oi Salkut! Where do you plan on going now? Go on land? That's where we were heading after all."

[Deathtanz Mantisk]

Futile attempts of forming words took place for a while, as Salkut felt as if he had sold away his ability of using his throat at this point. This, however, was fixed soon enough, as D-Gits kept drawing closer and closer to him, almost to the point where Salkut felt as if he could taste his nose-hair. As such, he pushed the pillock away from himself, clumsily starting to get up on his feet. Failure followed, as he crashed back down on his belly on the deck, groaning repeadetly.

"L-L-Let's..." He started, sounding like he had seen and felt all the horrors of the world or something just now. "...T-Take a... A... A s-s-short... B-B-Bre-Break... First...!"


And a break was taken.


Some 10 minutes of putting things back together and people trying to get themselves together, as well as to find their way back to their respectful ships and crews. Seemed as if a few members of the "the crew which still lacks an actual name" were having slight problems comprehending the fact that they originated from the other ship. Mr Gaddy Geets the inventor actually explained a long and detailful version of how he had been involved in the journeys of the F&C Association so far, including their trip to the cleft of the Earth and into the dark side of the moon. Denim took the liberty of grabbing him from the back of his pants and his neck-wool, tossing him overboard to his rightful place with the rest of the retards.

Both ships began moving towards the nearby island. Seemed oddly serene. D-Gits had explained his crew of the fact that they wouldn't cause any trouble while there, seeing that this was still his birthday. Denim took the liberty of claiming leadership long enough to make his point of not wanting to get into any trouble on an unknown island, especially what with all the weird stuff taking place just now as they got out of the late Sea King.

[Shadowing]

Seishin nodded and burst out of the stuffing atmosphere. He sped up towards the sky using his rapid geppou kicks and breathed the fresh air.

''AAAHHHHHH!!! This is how it should be!'' He proclaimed. He then turned his attention towards the island ahead of him, as some odd movement had claimed his interest.

[Suiken no Hatori]

The island drew closer. Sanada thought of those D-Gits losers, or whatever they were called, it really left his mind in an instant, as rather annoying hindrances. But he wondered if they might still be usefull in some way.
The island seemed rather peacefull from here, but still he was sightly feeling uneasy. Why was there such a big Sea King over there? He had never seen one that big.
Maybe they would find out.
Suddenly he noticed a shadow moving very fast on the island, he turned to look closer,. but didn't see anything. Did he just imagine it? He didn't like this at all. Too much coincidence isn't coincidence anymore as the old saying goes.

[Deathtanz Mantisk]

"Oi, creaks!" D-Gits shrieked, unintentionally pulling a handy portmanteau right out of the hat. "Bet we can get to-" A brief pause for snorting loudly and scratching his nose prior to continuing: "-the island faster than you!"

"You're oooon!" Salkut roared, shaking a fist at them. Some hundred meters to the island, with the town being the first place to run into from this direction.

"On a count of ten!" D-Gits yelled back, lifting five fingers up high, prior to running off and apparently vanishing somewhere below the deck.

Salkut turned away, explaining as quickly as he could: "A-Alright, foooolks. We'll be having to race theeese idiots real quick...!" Denim looked supsicious, quickly spitting out an appropriate question: "What for?" Salkut glanced at him, thinking quickly before coming up with an answer: "To prove our supeeeriority!" Denim slowly pointed towards the other ship, staring a hole through Salkut. His voice sounded rather depressed from now on: "...Are we talking about the same crew here? I mean, what's there to prove...? Those guys were-"

"Tennn~!!" Came a sudden yell form the other ship. Salkut let out a hasty yelp, freaking out at the fact that they hadn't had much of a chance to prepare. He quickly began to tap his foot on the deck, starting to yell orders at Jesse. Useless. The sudden ruckus caused by an amass of fireworks whistling and blowing up nearby made it impossible for one to get their voice heard.

By this point one could spot a massive tail of a rocket sticking from the back of D-Gits and Co's ship. Which was shooting immense amounts of colorful fireworks, making the ship zoom forward like, well, a rocket. The ship went on through the water, rapidly heading to the island, until bouncing off the water-level and changing it's course plenty enough to miss the town completely. It went on somewhere into forests further in the islands, tripping on it's side as it went on to slide through the trees for a long while.

"Nooo~! We lost...!!" Salkut mourned, crashing on his knees while at it. "Woe. Let's move." Mantis declared apathically.

With that, the ship sluggishly made it's way towards the island.

The town here was one of the smaller ones on the island. There were a total of five towns on this island, three of them at the coastline, two of them theorically mere villages. The island was a bigger one, with plenty a plants of various kind, lovely tropical enviroment, several rivers travelling across it and whatnot. A sheer waterfall was hiding at the other side of the huge dome-shaped mountain in the middle. The town nearby was a common one. Although the buildings were a bit goofy. They all had at least four floors or so, and oddly enough, all would go on getting wider with each floor it went up. As such, the first floor of a building could be some 50 square meters, the second one could be 60, the third 80, and so on and so on. There were lamp-posts, benches, statues and whatnot scattered across the town, too, all which looked like some futuristic furniture or whatever. Weird bright colors everywhere. The town was like from the detailful descriptions of a hippie who was high on quite a lot of something. Brick paths led one from one town to the other, all of which were, by the way, similiar to this one, slithering about, weaving back and forth and making strange circles or spirals every now and then. Apparently whoever made the roads had been drinking way too much that day.

Seemed like a wealthy enough town. Judging from the massive amount of barrels, some which were taken from one end to the other with carts pulled by odd-looking fat slimy bright-pink bulls, the main export was some sort of alcoholic beverage.

...But the most noteworthy thing in this island was it's population.

They were all horribly disfigured or weird-looking in one way or another. Huge limbs, odd body shapes, even odder facial features; some people which resembled mutations, some to the extent of appearing like monsters. One example of such was a man with a nose so big that he had to crouch all the time and push the said nose forward in a wheelbarrow. Not that the locals were unhappy. They did well here, seeing that visitors were rather rare, since most decided to leave the moment they saw something as bizarre as this town.

Freaksturf would be the name of the island. The least favorite place of just about everyone who didn't live there.

[Shadowing]

Seishin twitched and rubbed his nostrils after a loud snort. He slowly began to see what kind of place they had ended up in. He then breathed in and released one long-drawn scream of frustration. He didn't like this at all. He just wanted to relax someplace in a normal pub.