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Writer's challenge: Slither and Friends
ozoneocean at 8:06AM, Feb. 15, 2006
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I'm thinking Slither and Friends would make for some good fanfic.
Comic: Slither and Friends

Challenge of the week: Must have Garfield and Cindy Lauper's "Girls just wanna have fun"

Characters: Herman the turtle and Slither the snake.

Challenge #3!
 
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ozoneocean at 7:29AM, Feb. 19, 2006
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Ok since no one’s having a go at Slither and Friends, I will… Although I don’t actually read it, (I have read a bit and it’s always really good), so it may not be too true to the characters.
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“Ah-ha” Slither decided, “I know the perfect way to wealth and happiness…”
Slither’s steely reptilian eyes settled on Herman the turtle, evaluating and finding him just useful enough not to be totally worthless.
“You said something Slither?” Herman chirruped brightly, looking up from the Garfield comic he’d been reading avidly.
“Yes my dear Herman, I have plans; plans and schemes and thoughts aplenty. Quick Herman, to the submersible!”
And so they dashed of down the jetty and into Slither’s personal Typhoon Class nuclear submarine that he’d bought cheep from a nice old Ukrainian couple.
“Wow Slither! This is a huge, big, massive, walloping iceberg of a submarine. It must have cost you an arm and a leg.” spouted Herman brightly.
“That’s not funny Herman, I’m a snake!" Spat Slither.
"...You know I only use arms and legs to buy the groceries.” Slither reminded Herman, scowling grumpily for a second, but then his expression changed in a lightning flash, “No, actually I finally got rid of that CD of Cindy Lauper’s greatest hits, it turns out old Ukrainians really love ‘Girls just wanna have fun’, go figure."

And so with Captain Slither seated at the bridge of one of the world’s most powerful weapons, with an arsenal big enough to end civilisation, and Herman the turtle twiddling knobs and looking at dials, they powered on into the black depths of the Atlantic Ocean.
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“Ummm, what are we going to do now Slither” Asked Herman in a small voice.
They had been at sea for 18 months now, tracing a course around various islands, playing chicken with blue whales, and circumnavigating the globe twice. Currently they were underneath the icecap at the North Pole.
Slither uncoiled his green sinuous scaly body from the resting place where he’d been reading Herman’s Garfield comic. Giving Herman the full effect of his giant googy eyed stare for a moment, just to let the majesty of his genius sink in, Slither took a deep breath and began to reveal his devious plan…
“Remember I told you how I bought this submarine from an old Ukrainian couple for a Cindy Lauper greatest hits CD? Well just imagine how much they’d be willing to give me for a whole truckload of Cindy Lauper greatest hits CDs!” He paused a moment, dramatically.
“That’s right! I’m going to trade this sub with Santa for all his surplus CDs. I’m sure he’s got a pile of old Lauper in there, I mean no one likes her anymore and who’s he going to give them to anyway?”
“So Santa keeps lot’s of old CDs to give away as presents?” Asked Herman quizzically, scratching the back of his shell as he fidgeted doubtfully.
Slither blustered at this, “Of course you fool! And he’ll want this submarine so he can take over China and cease their rival toy production.”
Herman came to the point that had been troubling him, “But wouldn’t he already have given all the Cindy Lauper CDs to the Ukrainians? If they like them so much, that is.”
…
A gigantic Mushroom cloud slowly dissipated over the iceberg littered sea that was once the cold, untrammelled snows of the Arctic Circle.
“Set sail for China Herman! We go to claim our share of the toy market. With Santa out of the picture they should reward us handsomely”.
“Aye, aye sir!” Herman’s salutes were improving.
As the enormous black shape faded once more into the shadowy depths, the faint strains of a familiar tune could be just barely discerned…
“I come home in the morning light,
My mother says "When you gonna live your life right?"
Oh,mother,dear,
We're not the fortunate ones,
And girls…”
 
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ozoneocean at 4:15PM, Feb. 20, 2006
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Whew, good entry Barb! That's not only funny, it's damn good writing! Poignant tragedy makes some of the best comedy. And here are you, the artistic half of your comic team. I feel very envious, RTE has one pro artist and two pro writers…
 
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