Post by RaceFanX on Mar 1, 2009 1:26:50 GMT -5
Here is the next part of my new Sci-fi adventure
All was going better than planned for Epsilon. Not only had he been able to infiltrate the Dearly Farm but no one suspected his true intentions even after revealing his alien status.
"Yes, I'm an alien," said Epsilon to the crowd of pups watching him
"Why'd you come to Earth Epsilon," asked Lucky to who he thought was a new friend.
"Well you have a very nice planet here on Earth. Beautiful green grass, clear blue water, friendly animals. This is a wonderful place," said Epsilon.
"Thank you," replied Lucky, proud of his home being complimented.
"It's very nice, except for all this human-caused pollution. You guys have a problem with heating on a global scale?," asked Epsilon.
"Yeah, actually we were watching a film about that earilier," said Cadpig.
"Well, that's okay. A minor aspect in most respects. My home planet had a similar problem with human-caused pollution but us dogs fixed it at the source. Perhaps later I can show you how,"
"Wow, really that's cool," said Lucky. "After that whole scenario with Sirius it's good to see an otherworldly visitor with good intentions," he added.
"Good intentioned my tail!" came a shout from the crowd.
"Dear God, please don't let that be..." thought Clayton before another shout coming from the same pup cut him off.
"I've seen this before. That border collie disguise doesn't fool me for a second," shouted Doc. Clayton did the canine equilivant of a face palm as his friend proceeded to embrass himself...per usual.
"Alien comes to Earth bearing gifts. Bah, that's the exact plot of 'The Claws of Axos.' from the Pertwee era of..." Doc marched up to Epsilon and contuined to rant as other pups looked on.
"You have any idea whatsoever he's talking about," asked Noggin to Sanka
"Man, I never gots any idea what the science fictions are he's talking about," replied the black lab in his usual accent.
"That dal is crazier than the guy from Vanishing Point, or at least unable to tell fiction from reality," said Bo.
"I here the latter is rampant on internet message boards," added Nuke as Doc finally seemed to be concluding his rant.
"...and you expect us all to believe you just happen to look just like an Earth border collie. Bah, clearly a hologram to hide your real horrible tenacled appearance or perhaps a clever to mask to hide your real cyclopic face," said Doc confidently.
"I assure you this is my real appearence pup. Dogs were similarly breed on my planet as yours, maybe a little accerated by our homeworld's conditions but still in a similar fasion. We have sheep too, I was breed for herding them," replied a somewhat annoyed Epsilon. The looks of the rest of the crowd echoed the collie's sentiment.
"Alright, we'll do this the hard way then," said Doc. The other pups contuined to stare as Doc attempted unsuccessfully to rip Epsilon's face off like a mask. Clayton just hung his head in shame. After a full 30 seconds of looking like the farm's biggest bonehead reality finally began to sink in for Doc.
"Okay, so maybe it's not a mask or a hologram and you really do just look like a normal collie," said Doc beginning to fell embarassed.
"No duh," said Epsilon in a peeved tone of voice. However, his tone quickly switched back to deceptively welcoming.
"Still, you're alert and I like that. Being a little suspect of newcomers is a good thing in small doses. Maybe tone it back a tad but clearly your heart is in the right place," said Epsilon
"He's not even mad," said Roxy
"He's so forgiving, like, what a guy," said Jewel
"Arf," added Lizzie.
"What's your name pup?," asked Epsilon
"I'm Doc," said the now humbled dalmatian
"Well Doc, if my being an alien still un-nerves you. What do you say we meet in private later and talk it over," asked Epsilon.
"Ah...sure I guess," said Doc.
"Good, meet me in two hours. I saw this lovely bit of local scenery on the way to the farm, Davey Allison Park. Can you meet me there I'd like to see more of it?," asked Epsilon.
"Sure," said Doc. Why didn't he want to meet on the farm wondered Doc. Oh well, he did say he wanted it to be private. Heck if I'm going to mention that after my "minor misculation," thought Doc to himself. Doc's train of thought was interrupted as other curious pups began to ask Epsilon questions.
"So Epsilon, as an alien do you have any cool powers," asked Lucky.
"Well, just this one. It's more of a parlor trick though," replied the collie. "Still I can show you, can I have a volunteer from the audience?" he asked.
"Sure, I'll do it, said Trista, happy to grab some of the spotlight.
"Very well and don't worry, this won't hurt," said Epsilon. The collie took three steps back from Trista then turned to look at her.
Doc had begun to walk away but suddenly turned around and looked back toward the action. A previously absent pup ran up to him unaware of what was happening.
"Hey Doc check out my new electromagnetic wave detector I built," said the just arriving Techno.
"Techno, sush. I'd like to see this," said Doc. The show was about to begin.
"So tell me something about yourself Trista," said Epsilon. "What's something you like?" he asked.
"Well, I enjoy singing," replied Trista.
"Okay, I can work with that. Watch this folks," said Epsilon. He closed his brown eyes. When he opened them they now had a red color and began to emit a beam of red light that struck and covered Trista. Techno's new device showed signs of activity.
"For the next 10 minutes when you talk you will sing instead of talk," said Epsilon before stopping the beam and blinking his eyes back to normal.
"Contact has been made," replied Trista in a normal voice.
"Doesn't look like it worked, what a pity," said Diana in a snide tone.
"It's a shame," sang Trista in reply. "Hey wait, it worked," she added still in tune. The other pups clapped their approval. Doc was amazed and yet somewhat disturbed.
"Wow. A mild mind control. Hum, that could prove interesting later," said Doc. Techno was still staring at his device.
"That's wierd. I got a reading," said Techno.
"Is that unusual?" asked Doc.
"A bit yes but the stats don't ususually lie. If the reading was accurate his body is like a living radio transmitter capable of sending out various signals," replied Techno.
"Huh, well he is an alien. Maybe you should ask him about that ability," said Doc.
"I think I will," said Techno. "Want to come?," he asked.
"No thanks, I've had my fill of Epsilon for the time being. I've got a meeting with him in Allison Park in two hours but I think I'll go kill some time and pick up K-4.5 from Patriot," said Doc. "Any idea where he is," asked Doc.
"Patiot headed for the old garage early this morning," said Techno. "Check there," he added.
"Thanks," said Doc as the two went their seperate ways. This was going to a long day thought Doc to himself.
Between questions from curious pups one thought lingered in Epsilon's mind, was Doc on to him? No matter, he'd see how much he knew at the meeting later. Perhaps he should clue him in on the plan, maybe he'd go along with it...and if not he could easily be taken out of the picture.
All was going better than planned for Epsilon. Not only had he been able to infiltrate the Dearly Farm but no one suspected his true intentions even after revealing his alien status.
"Yes, I'm an alien," said Epsilon to the crowd of pups watching him
"Why'd you come to Earth Epsilon," asked Lucky to who he thought was a new friend.
"Well you have a very nice planet here on Earth. Beautiful green grass, clear blue water, friendly animals. This is a wonderful place," said Epsilon.
"Thank you," replied Lucky, proud of his home being complimented.
"It's very nice, except for all this human-caused pollution. You guys have a problem with heating on a global scale?," asked Epsilon.
"Yeah, actually we were watching a film about that earilier," said Cadpig.
"Well, that's okay. A minor aspect in most respects. My home planet had a similar problem with human-caused pollution but us dogs fixed it at the source. Perhaps later I can show you how,"
"Wow, really that's cool," said Lucky. "After that whole scenario with Sirius it's good to see an otherworldly visitor with good intentions," he added.
"Good intentioned my tail!" came a shout from the crowd.
"Dear God, please don't let that be..." thought Clayton before another shout coming from the same pup cut him off.
"I've seen this before. That border collie disguise doesn't fool me for a second," shouted Doc. Clayton did the canine equilivant of a face palm as his friend proceeded to embrass himself...per usual.
"Alien comes to Earth bearing gifts. Bah, that's the exact plot of 'The Claws of Axos.' from the Pertwee era of..." Doc marched up to Epsilon and contuined to rant as other pups looked on.
"You have any idea whatsoever he's talking about," asked Noggin to Sanka
"Man, I never gots any idea what the science fictions are he's talking about," replied the black lab in his usual accent.
"That dal is crazier than the guy from Vanishing Point, or at least unable to tell fiction from reality," said Bo.
"I here the latter is rampant on internet message boards," added Nuke as Doc finally seemed to be concluding his rant.
"...and you expect us all to believe you just happen to look just like an Earth border collie. Bah, clearly a hologram to hide your real horrible tenacled appearance or perhaps a clever to mask to hide your real cyclopic face," said Doc confidently.
"I assure you this is my real appearence pup. Dogs were similarly breed on my planet as yours, maybe a little accerated by our homeworld's conditions but still in a similar fasion. We have sheep too, I was breed for herding them," replied a somewhat annoyed Epsilon. The looks of the rest of the crowd echoed the collie's sentiment.
"Alright, we'll do this the hard way then," said Doc. The other pups contuined to stare as Doc attempted unsuccessfully to rip Epsilon's face off like a mask. Clayton just hung his head in shame. After a full 30 seconds of looking like the farm's biggest bonehead reality finally began to sink in for Doc.
"Okay, so maybe it's not a mask or a hologram and you really do just look like a normal collie," said Doc beginning to fell embarassed.
"No duh," said Epsilon in a peeved tone of voice. However, his tone quickly switched back to deceptively welcoming.
"Still, you're alert and I like that. Being a little suspect of newcomers is a good thing in small doses. Maybe tone it back a tad but clearly your heart is in the right place," said Epsilon
"He's not even mad," said Roxy
"He's so forgiving, like, what a guy," said Jewel
"Arf," added Lizzie.
"What's your name pup?," asked Epsilon
"I'm Doc," said the now humbled dalmatian
"Well Doc, if my being an alien still un-nerves you. What do you say we meet in private later and talk it over," asked Epsilon.
"Ah...sure I guess," said Doc.
"Good, meet me in two hours. I saw this lovely bit of local scenery on the way to the farm, Davey Allison Park. Can you meet me there I'd like to see more of it?," asked Epsilon.
"Sure," said Doc. Why didn't he want to meet on the farm wondered Doc. Oh well, he did say he wanted it to be private. Heck if I'm going to mention that after my "minor misculation," thought Doc to himself. Doc's train of thought was interrupted as other curious pups began to ask Epsilon questions.
"So Epsilon, as an alien do you have any cool powers," asked Lucky.
"Well, just this one. It's more of a parlor trick though," replied the collie. "Still I can show you, can I have a volunteer from the audience?" he asked.
"Sure, I'll do it, said Trista, happy to grab some of the spotlight.
"Very well and don't worry, this won't hurt," said Epsilon. The collie took three steps back from Trista then turned to look at her.
Doc had begun to walk away but suddenly turned around and looked back toward the action. A previously absent pup ran up to him unaware of what was happening.
"Hey Doc check out my new electromagnetic wave detector I built," said the just arriving Techno.
"Techno, sush. I'd like to see this," said Doc. The show was about to begin.
"So tell me something about yourself Trista," said Epsilon. "What's something you like?" he asked.
"Well, I enjoy singing," replied Trista.
"Okay, I can work with that. Watch this folks," said Epsilon. He closed his brown eyes. When he opened them they now had a red color and began to emit a beam of red light that struck and covered Trista. Techno's new device showed signs of activity.
"For the next 10 minutes when you talk you will sing instead of talk," said Epsilon before stopping the beam and blinking his eyes back to normal.
"Contact has been made," replied Trista in a normal voice.
"Doesn't look like it worked, what a pity," said Diana in a snide tone.
"It's a shame," sang Trista in reply. "Hey wait, it worked," she added still in tune. The other pups clapped their approval. Doc was amazed and yet somewhat disturbed.
"Wow. A mild mind control. Hum, that could prove interesting later," said Doc. Techno was still staring at his device.
"That's wierd. I got a reading," said Techno.
"Is that unusual?" asked Doc.
"A bit yes but the stats don't ususually lie. If the reading was accurate his body is like a living radio transmitter capable of sending out various signals," replied Techno.
"Huh, well he is an alien. Maybe you should ask him about that ability," said Doc.
"I think I will," said Techno. "Want to come?," he asked.
"No thanks, I've had my fill of Epsilon for the time being. I've got a meeting with him in Allison Park in two hours but I think I'll go kill some time and pick up K-4.5 from Patriot," said Doc. "Any idea where he is," asked Doc.
"Patiot headed for the old garage early this morning," said Techno. "Check there," he added.
"Thanks," said Doc as the two went their seperate ways. This was going to a long day thought Doc to himself.
Between questions from curious pups one thought lingered in Epsilon's mind, was Doc on to him? No matter, he'd see how much he knew at the meeting later. Perhaps he should clue him in on the plan, maybe he'd go along with it...and if not he could easily be taken out of the picture.