BLUMENKOHL 1,110 Posted January 30, 2010 Posted January 30, 2010 The weather was cloudy and overcast now. The masked figures led the group into the massive temple. The familiar music grew louder and with its familiarity came a sense of comfort for the Ye Olde JW team, despite their predicament. The floor of the structure was made of the shiniest marble, and it was inscribed with sheet music from many scores. If you looked at it from another direction, the score changed to another. The flames on the walls that lit the room seemed to contribute to the orchestra of familiar music, each a unique player, dancing to the rhythm of the music.The figures brought the group to the center of a massive hall, with a massive stair case sprawled before them, leading to the next floor of the structure. They waited for what seemed like eternity. And then out of a dusty trapdoor to the side and bottom of the grand stair case, a man stepped out with a multitude of sizable books in his hands. He stared at the congregation in his hall for a beat or two, and then stepped towards the Ye Olde Group. And as his face became bathed in the warm glow of the fires that lit the hall, it became obvious this old man was none other than...James Horner. Albeit his beard was longer than ever, and old age had certainly caught up with him, but there was no mistake, this was he. He looked at each of his new "guests" individually and then stepped over to the stairs. Mark Olivarez finally broke the silence and asked, "James Horner?"But before a conversation could begin, the doors of the hall burst open and more masked figures came in and with them two other men. It was Drax and Hitch. "Sir, we found these two bumbling about the jungle like idiots." the leader of the masked figures said. "Drax? Hitch? What the hell are you doing here?" asked John Crichton. "They've got them! We managed to get away, but they got them!" replied Drax. "Who? Who's got them?" asked John. "Those damn things that killed Neil! There was a whole platoon of them! A damn arm---""James Horner?!" Exclaimed Hitch, overwhelmed with intense shock. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! It's James Horner!" he continued, as he got on his knees. "I vowed if this day ever came...I would sacrifice the person standing closest to me!" "Hitch! No!" yelled Mark. But it was too late. Stefan Cosman was enveloped in Hitch's chins...and consumed into even more chins. A terrifying end to say the least. "Stop looking at me like that. He's not really dead...if you just don't think about it. Just think of my new chin as an embodiment of Steef.""Idiot!" yelled one of Hitch's chins. "You are a most interesting group to say the least. And yes, I am James Horner, Mark Olivarez." finally spoke Horner. "Wait, how do you know my name?" asked Mark. "Do you believe in destiny Mark?" replied Horner. "No." answered Mark. "Good! Neither do I. Which is why I took the liberty of looking up all of you on Google after we found out your plane crashed on the island." replied Horner. "Fair enough. If you don't mind our asking...what is this place?" inquired Mark. And Horner replied, "A temple to what we all hold most dear, film music. After my success with Titanic I used the money to construct it so that I could have a place to store every sheet music, every master, every album, every release, every bootleg, every note of every moment of film music ever created. It is all here. In fact below us is a massive underground network of my collection." "Why did I do this? It is my inspiration and library for composing music! I can merely mix and match!" Every one was mesmerized. This was a place that could only exist in their dreams. And yet they were all standing in it. "Do you know anything about what happened to the other group of survivors?" asked John Crichton. To which Horner replied, "I know that you split with them over petty arguments...at least in the face of the threats we are under.""Google huh? No way that's on Google yet." whispered Blumenkohl to Drax. "And I know that you must be reunited as quickly as possible!" Horner continued. "The other survivors have been captured by a specially trained group of...soldiers...we call them the 'Choir Troopers.'" He stopped and took a great deep breath..."One of you already had an unfortunate encounter with a Choir Trooper. A Neil S. Bulk I belie--" Horner continued, being interrupted by Mark."Now wait just a second...how do you know this? There's no way you found that on Google! And second, what the hell is a 'choir trooper?'" Mark exclaimed."Oh don't be daft Mark! Of course not! There's an app for that!" Continued Horner, "The Choir Troopers we've named as such because they are produced not far from here at a massive and well defended factory. This factory was constructed on this island a few years ago and is responsible for the Epic Choir's you've been hearing in music lately. Unfortunately by the time we found the factory, it was too late. Since then we've been attempting to control it to no avail.""Remember this Mark, the Choir Troopers are extremely dangerous! They were produced with two simple purposes: destroy anything in their path, and to sing in epic apocalyptic unison. They are normal composers, like any other, captured and turned into Choir Troopers at the factory." Horner warned. Hitch asked, "Wait, so how did the factory end up on the island?" "That's the part that has us puzzled. Anyone who can produce such a structure on this island must have a large pile of money somewhere, possibly larger than mine! And whoever it is, he or she is hell bent on destroying this island. You've no doubt noticed the music shaped fruits on the trees in the jungle by now? Those fruits are the source of the orchestral scores composers have been composing! From Newman to myself. Whoever or whatever the entity behind these Epic Choirs is, has been ordering the Choir Troopers to destroy the jungle. Everyday we're losing more and more trees...and with them the inspiration for composers!" All this was simply astounding to the Survivors present. They all listened carefully, attempting to soak in the tale Horner was telling. "Every square foot of the jungle we lose is being replaced by synthetic structures and engrained with hexadecimal and binary codes. We fear it won't be long before they get to 'The Symphonica.'""What's that?" puzzled Hitch. "The mother tree, it is where our orchestral instruments and musicians are grown over time. For now it is hidden...but there is an imminent danger to it. Now...I may be wrong, but I do believe you all can help us..."Horner stopped, to let the Survivors consider. They looked amongst each other. They feared for what it would mean to agree to help. They had already lost so many good members. They'd also managed to cut down on a lot of polls. And they would rather return home...back to their collections, to their safe world. But here they were. Amongst a man they considered great, at least at some point. They stood at the center of a building that was a shrine to all which they cherished. There simply was no choice but to help..."We'll do it." They all agreed. "Very good! Our first goal will be to destroy the Epic Choir Factory. I can provide you with the location. But before you do anything...and this is important...do you understand? You MUST reunify with the remainder of your survivors. And that means freeing them from their captors. But it is of absolute importance you reunify the group! Do you understand me Mark?"Mark nodded."Just one more question...a while back something weird appeared at our campsite. It was a Giant Floating Black Turtle Neckā¢. Do you know anything about it?" Mark inquired.Horner shook his head, "No...I don't believe I know anything about it. Very interesting! This island certainly is full of...curiosities. Wouldn't you agree? Now hold on...I have some things for you." Horner went to another room and came back with a large bag. He gave each survivor a baton and what looked like an iPod. "A baton...it will be your melee weapon, incase anyone gets too close. And an iPod Repeat. Steve Jobs was inspired by my music." Everyone took the gifts, a little confused, especially over the iPod Repeats. What could possibly be the use of an iPod that only repeats the same song? He handed the rest of the bag to Mark. "The rest is for the others once you find them. And you must find them Mark." Horner gave the survivors information and maps of the island. He told them how to find the factory, and provided them with the latest recon his masked guards had collected on the whereabouts of the other survivors. "Good luck gentlemen! We're all counting on you! Now follow me so we can get you on your way."Horner took them underground and walked them through the vast library to a doorway which led out into a cave. He wished them luck once more and bid adieu. The survivors walked out of the cave. The entrance to the cave read "The Lair of Dooooooooooooooom!" Horner's temple had a back door...the same one the islanders had found when they first arrived on the island. And it was in that very cave Josh500 had been killed. "Well...let's get to it then..."And the survivors marched off to find their brethren. A very special thanks to artyjeffrey for his hard work. Fantastic work!
Luke Skywalker 2,386 Posted January 30, 2010 Posted January 30, 2010 i wish there was a comic of the whole adventure Great work artyjeffrey!And Some great funny moments blume
John Crichton 4 Posted January 30, 2010 Posted January 30, 2010 "James Horner?!" Exclaimed Hitch, overwhelmed with intense shock. "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! It's James Horner!" he continued, as he got on his knees. "I vowed if this day ever came...I would sacrifice the person standing closest to me!" "Hitch! No!" yelled Mark. But it was too late. Stefan Cosman was enveloped in Hitch's chins...and consumed into even more chins. A terrifying end to say the least. "Stop looking at me like that. He's not really dead...if you just don't think about it. Just think of my new chin as an embodiment of Steef.""Idiot!" yelled one of Hitch's chins. Best death yet.
Luke Skywalker 2,386 Posted January 30, 2010 Posted January 30, 2010 that's what i thought but i didnt want stefan to attack me with one of his witty remaks.but what the heck.
John Crichton 4 Posted January 30, 2010 Posted January 30, 2010 He really isn't dead, as long as we remember him.
artyjeffrey 20 Posted January 31, 2010 Posted January 31, 2010 He might not be dead, if he can sustain himself on Hitch's chin cheese.
Koray Savas 2,260 Posted January 31, 2010 Posted January 31, 2010 I love the picture of Hitch's chins consuming Steef.
BLUMENKOHL 1,110 Posted January 31, 2010 Author Posted January 31, 2010 He might not be dead, if he can sustain himself on Hitch's chin cheese.Who knows! Hitch might keep a very clean chin. Much to Steef's shagrin.
Jill Sandwich 11,169 Posted February 1, 2010 Posted February 1, 2010 I eagerly await John Barry's triumphant cameo!EDIT: voted for myself.
artyjeffrey 20 Posted February 1, 2010 Posted February 1, 2010 I guess anything's possible these days.
BLUMENKOHL 1,110 Posted February 1, 2010 Author Posted February 1, 2010 The only thing we have to fear is fear itself!
Wojo 2,458 Posted February 1, 2010 Posted February 1, 2010 I think FDR was afraid of staircases, too.
BLUMENKOHL 1,110 Posted February 3, 2010 Author Posted February 3, 2010 that's what i thought but i didnt want stefan to attack me with one of his witty remaks.Does Steef even know about these?
artyjeffrey 20 Posted February 4, 2010 Posted February 4, 2010 If he doesn't react to this one, then he never will.
BLUMENKOHL 1,110 Posted February 4, 2010 Author Posted February 4, 2010 Well we all know what his response would be anyway...
Luke Skywalker 2,386 Posted February 4, 2010 Posted February 4, 2010 Well we all know what his response would be anyway...let me guess... it appears in artyjeffrey comic strip
BLUMENKOHL 1,110 Posted February 5, 2010 Author Posted February 5, 2010 Teaser "publicity photo" for episode 11:
Hitch 60 Posted February 12, 2010 Posted February 12, 2010 Bravo!! I never laughed so much in all my life. Alma thought I was going into convulsions but it was just Cosman trying to break out. His new chin designation is 1138. The Great Chin of Hitchoon will savour every last drop of virgin Dutch blood for a millenia
Koray Savas 2,260 Posted May 2, 2010 Posted May 2, 2010 Teaser "publicity photo" for episode 11:Bring it!
BLUMENKOHL 1,110 Posted May 8, 2010 Author Posted May 8, 2010 I was supposed to get something (special) posted yesterday, but I haven't had time to work on it yet. So the episode has been delayed. Hopefully I can get the special something something posted by this evening instead.
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