The Eucronia
(Episode 4)
“Wow…she’s kina hot” says Rick almost drooling. But soon surprised by a hit on the head.
“Hey…what?? An act like that won’t get you closer to be an elegant woman you know”
“So be it!!” replies Myra.
“Now what do we do, Mr. President?” a voice from Boozy then suddenly stop the small argument.
“We have to sit still and watch her every moves” rules the President.
The woman with a gun on her hips then walk fast toward an old building not so far from where the Eucronians are. The six Eucronians then follow her to the building and get ready for anything that’s coming. And soon, she with 10 other people now are involved in a serious conversation.
“Mr. Mollin, is there anyway we can hear them?” says the President anxiously.
“Just give me 2 more minutes, sir” Mr. Mollin replies.
And the first man of Eucronian technology evidently a man of his words since after 2 minutes they suddenly can hear the 11 people voice clearly.
“We should attack soon, at least by the end of this month we’ll already have a wiped clean land” says one of the 6 men.
“Yeah…I can’t wait to have my bath in that beautiful silver lake” replies one of the women.
“Damn..I can’t wait to kick that blonde ass” whispers Strike with rage.
“You got my full support on this one, dear” the president replies..which make Himself, Strike and Rick very surprised..but then less than 10 seconds the surprised look on Strike’s face turns into a blush.
And..they listen to more details of the 11 people plan of taking over their beloved Eucronia.
After about an hour listening carefully, Mr. President asks Mr. Mollin to start working out a way home and Mr. Mollin takes only about 15 minutes until successfully bring them home.
“Now, the three of you should just rest first and let us the adults discuss a a defensive plan welcoming those creeps” asks the President gently to Rick, Myra, and Boozy, and they all nod.
“Mr. Mollin…please inform all the ministers that we’re going to have a meeting asap” ruling the President again.
“Yes, Sir” replies Mr. Mollin
The meeting then set the next morning with the presence of highly important experts and ministers of Eucronia. The goal of the meeting is nothing else but a defense mechanism to prevent the destruction of Eucronia by the hands of the greedy strangers.
… ……. To be continued
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Tuesday, January 13, 2009
The Eucronia (Episode 3) (by Rika)
The Eucronia
(Episode 3)
“Okay, we’re here Mr.President” Mr. Mollin whispers.
“Geez Dad…..what is this place?? There’s nothing in common with our beautiful land what so ever!” says Rick.
“You can say that again Rick.” adds Myra.
“So Rainfield…oops sorry….Mr.President, where should we go from here?” the woman that evidently known as “strike” is impatiently trying to get the man’s attention.
“First of all, we need to change our clothes. If the people here see us wearing these, we definitely can get too much attention, and that is something we don’t need at our first visit.” The president of Eucronia gives his ruling.
Then the kids start to touch one of the buttons on their suit but nothing seems happening….they keep touching and pushing hard…but they still end up with nothing.
“Hey, what’s the matter with our suit changer, Mr. Mollin??” ask the kids almost at the same time.
“I’m afraid none of those buttons will do much around here kids, you do know that I didn’t really have much time to make some technology adjustments, don’t you??” Mr. Mollin responds with regrets.
“Well then…..we just have to improvise” says Strike that soon after walk to the crowd and starts to show off some fascinating self defense movements that starts to attract the attention, and when she’s pretty much sure that she gets all the attention she needs she gives the sign for her companions to go straight to a shopping center.”
They immediately get the message ,hurriedly run toward it, and find the clothing section.
At the clothing section each of them find a clothe and try them on. After all of them have changed their appearance they get back together and prepare to leave…..but then there’s a little problem that seems happening….
“Excuse me sir, you might want to pay for those first” pointing to the clothes they’re wearing, a man in some kind of uniform informs the president in unfriendly tones.
“Oh yes, of course” says the president.
“Mollin, what should we do? We don’t have anything to pay them with….since back home in Eucronia we omitted that payment thing a long time ago.” Whispers the president.
“Well Mr. President, I only have one thing in mind…..run as fast as we can” says Mollin.
“Okay…here we go guys…..on my mark….go!!” and they all run fast toward the exit and …..on their way, Rick screams to his mother, “Mooooom! Let’s go!!” and Strike joins them ….beats them all in just seconds.
When they’re sure they’re save enough in an old building, they stop.
“Hey Mrs. President, how come you still can run in a flash??” asks Boozy who’s still catching his breath.
“Because it’s the result of physical training Boozy, not technology thing, I just knew that someday it’ll be useful….right Mr. President?? Says Strike with a proud accent.
“Yeah…yeah Woman….you’re still the best when it comes to physical,, which I can’t really say the same about moral judgments though” sarcastically replies.
“What??? Oh…that’s it Rainfield…I don’t care who you are now….let me just get my hand on you.”
The beautiful blond woman suddenly kick toward him. The surprised man then jump avoiding the sudden attacks and trying hard to keep up. More attackings now are coming from both parties. The man that has quite good skill can’t seem to catch up with the woman’s attack…..suddenly a shout stops the scene..
“Mom!!! Dad!!!! Stop this instance!!! I can’t believe you too, having apart for 2 years doesn’t really change a damn thing”
“Hey…No coursing Rick! But you’re right, your mother and I shouldn’t fight.” Says the man with regret.
“Yeah sweetie….we promise not to do something like that again….at least until we have a way to stop them….
“Which reminds me Mr. Mollin if our technology doesn’t work here it means we can’t go back to Eucronia, can we?? asks Myra.
“Don’t worry Myra….after all Eucronian people didn’t appoint me as the First man of Technology Division in Eucronia for no reason did they?? I just might need some time to get the hang of it”
“Take the time you need, Mollin….we really need our technology as soon as possible.” Ruling the president again.
“I will, sir.”
“Hey Guys!! That’s one of the women that I saw in Eucronia!! shouts Boozy all of a sudden.
And the story goes…....
To be continued..
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(Episode 3)
“Okay, we’re here Mr.President” Mr. Mollin whispers.
“Geez Dad…..what is this place?? There’s nothing in common with our beautiful land what so ever!” says Rick.
“You can say that again Rick.” adds Myra.
“So Rainfield…oops sorry….Mr.President, where should we go from here?” the woman that evidently known as “strike” is impatiently trying to get the man’s attention.
“First of all, we need to change our clothes. If the people here see us wearing these, we definitely can get too much attention, and that is something we don’t need at our first visit.” The president of Eucronia gives his ruling.
Then the kids start to touch one of the buttons on their suit but nothing seems happening….they keep touching and pushing hard…but they still end up with nothing.
“Hey, what’s the matter with our suit changer, Mr. Mollin??” ask the kids almost at the same time.
“I’m afraid none of those buttons will do much around here kids, you do know that I didn’t really have much time to make some technology adjustments, don’t you??” Mr. Mollin responds with regrets.
“Well then…..we just have to improvise” says Strike that soon after walk to the crowd and starts to show off some fascinating self defense movements that starts to attract the attention, and when she’s pretty much sure that she gets all the attention she needs she gives the sign for her companions to go straight to a shopping center.”
They immediately get the message ,hurriedly run toward it, and find the clothing section.
At the clothing section each of them find a clothe and try them on. After all of them have changed their appearance they get back together and prepare to leave…..but then there’s a little problem that seems happening….
“Excuse me sir, you might want to pay for those first” pointing to the clothes they’re wearing, a man in some kind of uniform informs the president in unfriendly tones.
“Oh yes, of course” says the president.
“Mollin, what should we do? We don’t have anything to pay them with….since back home in Eucronia we omitted that payment thing a long time ago.” Whispers the president.
“Well Mr. President, I only have one thing in mind…..run as fast as we can” says Mollin.
“Okay…here we go guys…..on my mark….go!!” and they all run fast toward the exit and …..on their way, Rick screams to his mother, “Mooooom! Let’s go!!” and Strike joins them ….beats them all in just seconds.
When they’re sure they’re save enough in an old building, they stop.
“Hey Mrs. President, how come you still can run in a flash??” asks Boozy who’s still catching his breath.
“Because it’s the result of physical training Boozy, not technology thing, I just knew that someday it’ll be useful….right Mr. President?? Says Strike with a proud accent.
“Yeah…yeah Woman….you’re still the best when it comes to physical,, which I can’t really say the same about moral judgments though” sarcastically replies.
“What??? Oh…that’s it Rainfield…I don’t care who you are now….let me just get my hand on you.”
The beautiful blond woman suddenly kick toward him. The surprised man then jump avoiding the sudden attacks and trying hard to keep up. More attackings now are coming from both parties. The man that has quite good skill can’t seem to catch up with the woman’s attack…..suddenly a shout stops the scene..
“Mom!!! Dad!!!! Stop this instance!!! I can’t believe you too, having apart for 2 years doesn’t really change a damn thing”
“Hey…No coursing Rick! But you’re right, your mother and I shouldn’t fight.” Says the man with regret.
“Yeah sweetie….we promise not to do something like that again….at least until we have a way to stop them….
“Which reminds me Mr. Mollin if our technology doesn’t work here it means we can’t go back to Eucronia, can we?? asks Myra.
“Don’t worry Myra….after all Eucronian people didn’t appoint me as the First man of Technology Division in Eucronia for no reason did they?? I just might need some time to get the hang of it”
“Take the time you need, Mollin….we really need our technology as soon as possible.” Ruling the president again.
“I will, sir.”
“Hey Guys!! That’s one of the women that I saw in Eucronia!! shouts Boozy all of a sudden.
And the story goes…....
To be continued..
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
The Eucronia (Episode 2) (by Rika)
The Eucronia
(Episode 2)
“I’ve got it!” said Boozy all of a sudden.
“Tell us Boozy…..What’s your idea?” enthusiastically Myra responded.
“I think we better pray at the church” Boozy answered.
“BOOZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” yelled Rick and Myra at the same time.
“Fine….fine….I just don’t know what to do guys” Boozy explained with regret.
“Why don’t we discuss this with my father first? After all, he is the the highest authority here” Rick was trying to give an idea.
“Yeah…I agree with you, it’s the best thing we can do at the moment, we could really need an advise from an adult.
“Okay then…let’s go” then they hold hands and Rick push a button on his watch and they vanish as the purple light illuminates from his watch.
“Dad! Can we talk to you?” says Rick to his father.
“Can it wait son? I have something to do”
“No, dad, we have to talk to you now! It’s very urgent and I’m sure you need to know this” Rick’s persistence begins to get his father attention.
“What is it son?? And why all of you look so tense?? Is there something wrong?” Rick’s dad carefully asks the three scared young children.
“Yes, Mr. President. There is something very wrong and since you’re ‘the first man’ in Eucronia, you better listen to this” Myra explains with convincing tone.
“Okay guys, I’m all yours, just tell me what happened”
Then Rick begins to tell his dad the whole story. The story that began with 3 best friends trying to have some fun at the ‘silver lake’ where not far from there Boozy saw an unusual view and heard a creepy conversation from a group of people discussing an awful plan. A plan that threaten the existence of Eucronia and the present community.
“I always knew something like this will happen to our beautiful land, I just never thought it will happen so soon” says the umber one man of Eucronia.
“So Dad…what should we do?” Rick broke his father’s daydream.
“Hm…for one thing we have to be able to know their exact location. We know that they’re from ‘the outside’ but we have to exactly where they live and know more about their plan so we can be very ready when they visit us again”.
“But how can we do that Mr. President?” asks Myra impatiently.
“Boozy, Rick told me that it was actually you who saw them right? And you saw they’re using ‘cosmic transportation’, is that right?“
“Well, it really depends on what you mean by ‘cosmic transportation’?” Boozy answered the man with another question that makes his friends want to kill him.
“It means before they were gone there was a bright light illuminated..silly!! just like ‘the watch’ that we use here in Eucronia works.” yell Rick spontaneously.
“Oh…..they definitely used the ‘cosmic transportation’ then, sir” convincingly Boozy responses.
“If they use the same transportation system like we use, they are not the common people from The Outside because most of them do not use that system yet….so it means they are not ordinary people because they are much more advance then the common people in The Outside” Rick’s father is trying to explain to the kids what’s on his mind.
“But, Sir…it still doesn’t help us knowing their present location” asks Myra.
“No, Myra…..if Boozy can show me the exact location where he saw them…I can ask Mr. Mollin, my first man at The Eucronia’s Technology Division to track the ‘cosmic signal’ at that exact location at a specific time….I’m sure we can at least get the approximate area.”
“Okay then Dad….ask Mr.Mollin to come now!”
“I will son…..but I also have to gather some other Eucronia’s important men to discuss this matter….because I can’t decide anything until we have the a meeting….mean while I want you guys to keep thinking and come up with brilliant ideas that can help us to stop them”
“We’ll do that for sure, Mr. President” says Boozy too confidently.
While the 3 kids keep thinking….Mr. Rainfield enter his First Man’s chamber where a 'mega cosmic touch screen' located. Then he touch one circle on the screen where three cosmic tubes in blue color illuminate from the floor up to ceiling and as soon as another 4 circles on the screen touched, each tube transports a man.
“Good afternoon, Mr. President”
“Good afternoon, gentlemen…I’m sorry to ask you to come in a brief notice”
“It is our duty, sir.... do we have a crisis, sir?” one of them replied.
“Yes gentlemen, it’s a crisis indeed. I have just informed that we have a big threat to our existence here in Eucronia coming soon”
“A big threat? What kind of big threat?”
Then ….the story that began with Boozy’s desire to join his friend for a swim is being told to the 4 most important men in Eucronia after the president.
“So, after we get he signal…what should we do? You are not suggesting us to go there aren’t you?” the only man there who’s wearing a suit with no button asks curiously.
“Well, Mr Mollin …..in my opinion it is the only way we can get more information about their plan…..but I don’t think all of us should go since I also need some of you to stay and take in charge. I would need you to come with me Mr.Mollin since I am going to need your knowledge on their technology that we’re going to face there in The Outside….and while I’m not here, I want Mr. Raddick to be in charge with the help of Mr. Oliver. If any of you can come up with a better solution….please speak now….because I would really need some input from you.”
“Forgive me, Sir…I can’t see the need for you to go there and risk your life since you are the president of Eucronia, I think it would be best if you stay here and keep in charge and delegate this matter to one of us.” Mr. Raddick who kept quite the whole time, finally spoke up.
“No…I have to come and find out myself…..not that I don’t trust you…..but I just have to go there myself so that I can make the right defensive plan when I got back.”
“We understand. It will be a pleasure joining you to go there, sir. Do you need anyone else to go along with us, Mr. President?”
“Yes, Mollin. We’ll take along Boozy since he is the eye witness and ….. we may need someone with high skilled self defense. Who’s the best man we have here in Eucronia?”
“Well, Sir. If you request for the best, 'Strike' would be the one.”
“What?? Oh no…..not Strike……give me another name please.”
“You did request for ‘the best’, Sir and frankly speaking we do need ‘the best’.”
“Fine Mollin. You win! Contact Strike now!”
“Hello, Rainfield!”
“It’s Mr. President to you, Strike”
“Yeah…yeah…..Nice to meet you again,….. Mr. President!!!”
The person who just came out of another cosmic tube is not like the other people in the room………the tight blue suit and the grey boot, no button on the suit nor a watch on the wrist, surely make this person unique among them.
“Okay, Strike ….we call you because we need you….actually The Eucronia need you….so why don’t we skip ‘the hostile atmosphere’ and get to the point, okay? I’ll fill you in on the way.”
“On the way?? On the way where?”
“You see….we have a big problem………………………..……..
And while The Eucronia’s President starts to explain the situation, Mr. Mollin pushes a button on his watch and a purple light illuminates and in just seconds they reach their destination.
“Mom!!!!!!!!”
“Hi sweetie…..your dad just told me what had happened......we’re planning to track their location and find out more about their plan. We also need Boozy to come with us to identify them later when we reach the location.”
“Hey….I’m still the president here…I’m in charge…not you Strike.”
“As you please……..Mr. President.”
The woman with long blond hair replied with angry tone.
“Cut it out you two!..... Dad…you are the President of Eucronia and that means you are the first lady of Eucronia, Mom….. you guys have to stop this domestic cold war…..because as you know…..we’re in the real war here….the war against annihilation….remember????”
“Yes, Son…You’re right. Let’s go Mr. Mollin…we have to go to the spot where Boozy saw them and track their signal from there.”
“Wait…mom…dad…..Myra and I have to come with you.”
“Oh no…Son….you just stay here with Myra….you don’t need to come.”
“Yes, we do, Dad…. Look at Boozy! He’s trembling to death……we’re the only one who can calm him down…..trust me!!!
“Let them come, Sir….the witness really looks scared and he doesn’t want to let go his two friend’s arm.”
“Very well, Boozy….come yourself down…you may take Rick and Myra with you.”
The President finally gave up and off they go to where the threat began…somewhere near the ‘silver lake’.
“Okay…now let me track their signal…..it may take a while”
“Just hurry…Mollin…we don’t have much time”
“Okay….I got the signal Sir, is everybody ready??”
As everybody nod….the light once again illuminate but this time it takes a little longer than before.
And the story goes….
To be continued..
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(Episode 2)
“I’ve got it!” said Boozy all of a sudden.
“Tell us Boozy…..What’s your idea?” enthusiastically Myra responded.
“I think we better pray at the church” Boozy answered.
“BOOZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” yelled Rick and Myra at the same time.
“Fine….fine….I just don’t know what to do guys” Boozy explained with regret.
“Why don’t we discuss this with my father first? After all, he is the the highest authority here” Rick was trying to give an idea.
“Yeah…I agree with you, it’s the best thing we can do at the moment, we could really need an advise from an adult.
“Okay then…let’s go” then they hold hands and Rick push a button on his watch and they vanish as the purple light illuminates from his watch.
“Dad! Can we talk to you?” says Rick to his father.
“Can it wait son? I have something to do”
“No, dad, we have to talk to you now! It’s very urgent and I’m sure you need to know this” Rick’s persistence begins to get his father attention.
“What is it son?? And why all of you look so tense?? Is there something wrong?” Rick’s dad carefully asks the three scared young children.
“Yes, Mr. President. There is something very wrong and since you’re ‘the first man’ in Eucronia, you better listen to this” Myra explains with convincing tone.
“Okay guys, I’m all yours, just tell me what happened”
Then Rick begins to tell his dad the whole story. The story that began with 3 best friends trying to have some fun at the ‘silver lake’ where not far from there Boozy saw an unusual view and heard a creepy conversation from a group of people discussing an awful plan. A plan that threaten the existence of Eucronia and the present community.
“I always knew something like this will happen to our beautiful land, I just never thought it will happen so soon” says the umber one man of Eucronia.
“So Dad…what should we do?” Rick broke his father’s daydream.
“Hm…for one thing we have to be able to know their exact location. We know that they’re from ‘the outside’ but we have to exactly where they live and know more about their plan so we can be very ready when they visit us again”.
“But how can we do that Mr. President?” asks Myra impatiently.
“Boozy, Rick told me that it was actually you who saw them right? And you saw they’re using ‘cosmic transportation’, is that right?“
“Well, it really depends on what you mean by ‘cosmic transportation’?” Boozy answered the man with another question that makes his friends want to kill him.
“It means before they were gone there was a bright light illuminated..silly!! just like ‘the watch’ that we use here in Eucronia works.” yell Rick spontaneously.
“Oh…..they definitely used the ‘cosmic transportation’ then, sir” convincingly Boozy responses.
“If they use the same transportation system like we use, they are not the common people from The Outside because most of them do not use that system yet….so it means they are not ordinary people because they are much more advance then the common people in The Outside” Rick’s father is trying to explain to the kids what’s on his mind.
“But, Sir…it still doesn’t help us knowing their present location” asks Myra.
“No, Myra…..if Boozy can show me the exact location where he saw them…I can ask Mr. Mollin, my first man at The Eucronia’s Technology Division to track the ‘cosmic signal’ at that exact location at a specific time….I’m sure we can at least get the approximate area.”
“Okay then Dad….ask Mr.Mollin to come now!”
“I will son…..but I also have to gather some other Eucronia’s important men to discuss this matter….because I can’t decide anything until we have the a meeting….mean while I want you guys to keep thinking and come up with brilliant ideas that can help us to stop them”
“We’ll do that for sure, Mr. President” says Boozy too confidently.
While the 3 kids keep thinking….Mr. Rainfield enter his First Man’s chamber where a 'mega cosmic touch screen' located. Then he touch one circle on the screen where three cosmic tubes in blue color illuminate from the floor up to ceiling and as soon as another 4 circles on the screen touched, each tube transports a man.
“Good afternoon, Mr. President”
“Good afternoon, gentlemen…I’m sorry to ask you to come in a brief notice”
“It is our duty, sir.... do we have a crisis, sir?” one of them replied.
“Yes gentlemen, it’s a crisis indeed. I have just informed that we have a big threat to our existence here in Eucronia coming soon”
“A big threat? What kind of big threat?”
Then ….the story that began with Boozy’s desire to join his friend for a swim is being told to the 4 most important men in Eucronia after the president.
“So, after we get he signal…what should we do? You are not suggesting us to go there aren’t you?” the only man there who’s wearing a suit with no button asks curiously.
“Well, Mr Mollin …..in my opinion it is the only way we can get more information about their plan…..but I don’t think all of us should go since I also need some of you to stay and take in charge. I would need you to come with me Mr.Mollin since I am going to need your knowledge on their technology that we’re going to face there in The Outside….and while I’m not here, I want Mr. Raddick to be in charge with the help of Mr. Oliver. If any of you can come up with a better solution….please speak now….because I would really need some input from you.”
“Forgive me, Sir…I can’t see the need for you to go there and risk your life since you are the president of Eucronia, I think it would be best if you stay here and keep in charge and delegate this matter to one of us.” Mr. Raddick who kept quite the whole time, finally spoke up.
“No…I have to come and find out myself…..not that I don’t trust you…..but I just have to go there myself so that I can make the right defensive plan when I got back.”
“We understand. It will be a pleasure joining you to go there, sir. Do you need anyone else to go along with us, Mr. President?”
“Yes, Mollin. We’ll take along Boozy since he is the eye witness and ….. we may need someone with high skilled self defense. Who’s the best man we have here in Eucronia?”
“Well, Sir. If you request for the best, 'Strike' would be the one.”
“What?? Oh no…..not Strike……give me another name please.”
“You did request for ‘the best’, Sir and frankly speaking we do need ‘the best’.”
“Fine Mollin. You win! Contact Strike now!”
“Hello, Rainfield!”
“It’s Mr. President to you, Strike”
“Yeah…yeah…..Nice to meet you again,….. Mr. President!!!”
The person who just came out of another cosmic tube is not like the other people in the room………the tight blue suit and the grey boot, no button on the suit nor a watch on the wrist, surely make this person unique among them.
“Okay, Strike ….we call you because we need you….actually The Eucronia need you….so why don’t we skip ‘the hostile atmosphere’ and get to the point, okay? I’ll fill you in on the way.”
“On the way?? On the way where?”
“You see….we have a big problem………………………..……..
And while The Eucronia’s President starts to explain the situation, Mr. Mollin pushes a button on his watch and a purple light illuminates and in just seconds they reach their destination.
“Mom!!!!!!!!”
“Hi sweetie…..your dad just told me what had happened......we’re planning to track their location and find out more about their plan. We also need Boozy to come with us to identify them later when we reach the location.”
“Hey….I’m still the president here…I’m in charge…not you Strike.”
“As you please……..Mr. President.”
The woman with long blond hair replied with angry tone.
“Cut it out you two!..... Dad…you are the President of Eucronia and that means you are the first lady of Eucronia, Mom….. you guys have to stop this domestic cold war…..because as you know…..we’re in the real war here….the war against annihilation….remember????”
“Yes, Son…You’re right. Let’s go Mr. Mollin…we have to go to the spot where Boozy saw them and track their signal from there.”
“Wait…mom…dad…..Myra and I have to come with you.”
“Oh no…Son….you just stay here with Myra….you don’t need to come.”
“Yes, we do, Dad…. Look at Boozy! He’s trembling to death……we’re the only one who can calm him down…..trust me!!!
“Let them come, Sir….the witness really looks scared and he doesn’t want to let go his two friend’s arm.”
“Very well, Boozy….come yourself down…you may take Rick and Myra with you.”
The President finally gave up and off they go to where the threat began…somewhere near the ‘silver lake’.
“Okay…now let me track their signal…..it may take a while”
“Just hurry…Mollin…we don’t have much time”
“Okay….I got the signal Sir, is everybody ready??”
As everybody nod….the light once again illuminate but this time it takes a little longer than before.
And the story goes….
To be continued..
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Thursday, August 14, 2008
An X File (A John Smith Case) (by Rika)
An X File
(A John Smith Case)
“Hello again, Mr. District Attorney”
“Hello John, it’s a nice day, isn’t?”
“Unfortunately not for Mrs. Rayden”
“Yes, poor lady, he was her one and only son”
“That’s right, and a good boy too I may add, he always helps his mother with her house chores”
“I heard that Mr. Rayden also passed away recently”
“4 months ago to be exact”
“Have you asked her anything yet?”
“Yes, I have…. It was at 4 a.m this morning when she heard a strange sound from her son’s room. Then she walked towards it and found him on the floor, just lying there, not breathing and no pulse”
“The weird thing is that no blood on the floor or anywhere else, even on her son’s body, and it is getting weirder since the autopsy came up with nothing….. I mean nothing…..no wound….. no head trauma…….. not even a bruise.”
“That’s odd!!” how about any suspects?””
“I can’t really say for now, Sir, but Mrs. Rayden suggested me to speak to the boy’s girlfriend. She said they were very close. That’s what I’m going to do now, speak to that girl”
“You’ll do that John, you do know that I don’t have a case if we don’t have a suspect, don’t you?”
“ I’m very much aware of that, Sir. The autopsy and the Crime Scene Investigation is still on going. We’ll be in touch soon”
“Good morning, Miss. Knight, or can I call you Jennifer”
“Good morning Mr. Smith, and ‘Jenny’ would be fine”
“Alright, Jenny… I presume you already know what happened to Mathew?”
“Yes, I know….not in detail, but I do know Mat is gone now”
“I heard that you were very close, did you recognize anything out of the ordinary involving Mat lately?”
“He did tell me he had been having scary dreams”
“And what kind of dream would that be?”
“Very scary ones…each dream has different detail things…..but they all have the same theme”
“The same theme? What was it?”
“They all are about …..’the aliens’. I know that it may sound ridiculous to you, but they really got into his mind.”
“I had tried to tell him that they were just dreams, that there was nothing to worry about, but nothing seemed to work. And, the worst thing just happened 2 days ago. He showed up in my door step, trembling, and I couldn’t forget the look in his eyes that day”
“What did he tell you that day?”
“Once I told him to come in, made him some hot soup, and he got calmer, I asked him what happened….and he said that he just had the scariest dream that night, he said it even didn’t feel like a dream…. It felt very real he said.”
“What happened in that dream?”
“Like I said….he was very sure that it was not actually a dream. He said that night the aliens actually came to his room and told him that he was selected….and that they will come again and picked him up”
“Pick him up where exactly?”
“That part that they did not really explain he said. Oh, detective, if only you could see his eyes that day, they were full of fear. I was also very scared just by listening to him and I felt some of that fear myself.”
“I see, other than those dreams, did he tell you anything that will get him into a trouble?”
“He was a very good boy, detective, you can ask anybody who knows him…… he has no enemy at all”
“Okay Jenny, thank you for everything that you share me…..if anything new comes up, please let me know”
“Of course, detective”
“Hello guys, what do you have for me?”
“Nothing much we can find in that room John, just a bunch of finger prints, but just the victim’s and his mother, no third party”
“How about the autopsy, anything new from them?”
“They had been looking all possible ways of what causing his death……but they can’t seem to find any, they said it almost like he just suddenly stopped breathing and his heart stopped beating.”
“Excuse me??, that is something really new coming from a 25 years of experience expert like dr. Stone!”
“Hey, don’t sue us for any autopsy matter.... why don’t you call him your self?”
“I will…as soon as I recharge my cell’s battery.”
“Hello, dr. Stone, it’s me John, I’m calling for the newest information that you can give me about Mathew Rayden’s death”
“I’ve been trying to call you this last 2 hours, there’s something really strange comes up”
“Oh really? what is it doc? You got what caused his death?”
“That the thing, John, He is not really dead….. he is very much alive now”
“What do you mean his alive?? He was dead 15 hours ago”
“Well, he’s not anymore, why don’t you come and join us here, at The George Washington Hospital”
“John, thank you for coming, he’s in there with his mother, they are talking”
“He sure looks alive to me…..what’s going on here doc?”
“As much as I want to give you the explanation, John…….I really can’t! An hour ago I finished the autopsy ……you know like usual…stitched him back as he was……one hour ago I heard my assistant screaming like she just saw a ghost……but then I saw him..there..just standing…asking me where he was”
“Wait a minute, you said you finished the autopsy, it means you already gave him ‘the head and the ‘Y’ cutting?”
“Yes, John….just like usual…..and I stitched him back….but look at him now… he is breathing again, his heart is beating again, he is talking, …he’s well, John. It’s just a miracle”
“Okay then doc, I have to see him, I’m going in”
“Mathew? How are you feeling?”
“I think I’m feeling just fine, it hurts a little on the stitches though, but I’m okay I guess”
“Do you remember anything? Anything at all what just happened to you?”
“Well, I do remember trying to get some sleep in my bed, but the next thing I know, I was there in that room….full of surgery tools”
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(A John Smith Case)
“Hello again, Mr. District Attorney”
“Hello John, it’s a nice day, isn’t?”
“Unfortunately not for Mrs. Rayden”
“Yes, poor lady, he was her one and only son”
“That’s right, and a good boy too I may add, he always helps his mother with her house chores”
“I heard that Mr. Rayden also passed away recently”
“4 months ago to be exact”
“Have you asked her anything yet?”
“Yes, I have…. It was at 4 a.m this morning when she heard a strange sound from her son’s room. Then she walked towards it and found him on the floor, just lying there, not breathing and no pulse”
“The weird thing is that no blood on the floor or anywhere else, even on her son’s body, and it is getting weirder since the autopsy came up with nothing….. I mean nothing…..no wound….. no head trauma…….. not even a bruise.”
“That’s odd!!” how about any suspects?””
“I can’t really say for now, Sir, but Mrs. Rayden suggested me to speak to the boy’s girlfriend. She said they were very close. That’s what I’m going to do now, speak to that girl”
“You’ll do that John, you do know that I don’t have a case if we don’t have a suspect, don’t you?”
“ I’m very much aware of that, Sir. The autopsy and the Crime Scene Investigation is still on going. We’ll be in touch soon”
“Good morning, Miss. Knight, or can I call you Jennifer”
“Good morning Mr. Smith, and ‘Jenny’ would be fine”
“Alright, Jenny… I presume you already know what happened to Mathew?”
“Yes, I know….not in detail, but I do know Mat is gone now”
“I heard that you were very close, did you recognize anything out of the ordinary involving Mat lately?”
“He did tell me he had been having scary dreams”
“And what kind of dream would that be?”
“Very scary ones…each dream has different detail things…..but they all have the same theme”
“The same theme? What was it?”
“They all are about …..’the aliens’. I know that it may sound ridiculous to you, but they really got into his mind.”
“I had tried to tell him that they were just dreams, that there was nothing to worry about, but nothing seemed to work. And, the worst thing just happened 2 days ago. He showed up in my door step, trembling, and I couldn’t forget the look in his eyes that day”
“What did he tell you that day?”
“Once I told him to come in, made him some hot soup, and he got calmer, I asked him what happened….and he said that he just had the scariest dream that night, he said it even didn’t feel like a dream…. It felt very real he said.”
“What happened in that dream?”
“Like I said….he was very sure that it was not actually a dream. He said that night the aliens actually came to his room and told him that he was selected….and that they will come again and picked him up”
“Pick him up where exactly?”
“That part that they did not really explain he said. Oh, detective, if only you could see his eyes that day, they were full of fear. I was also very scared just by listening to him and I felt some of that fear myself.”
“I see, other than those dreams, did he tell you anything that will get him into a trouble?”
“He was a very good boy, detective, you can ask anybody who knows him…… he has no enemy at all”
“Okay Jenny, thank you for everything that you share me…..if anything new comes up, please let me know”
“Of course, detective”
“Hello guys, what do you have for me?”
“Nothing much we can find in that room John, just a bunch of finger prints, but just the victim’s and his mother, no third party”
“How about the autopsy, anything new from them?”
“They had been looking all possible ways of what causing his death……but they can’t seem to find any, they said it almost like he just suddenly stopped breathing and his heart stopped beating.”
“Excuse me??, that is something really new coming from a 25 years of experience expert like dr. Stone!”
“Hey, don’t sue us for any autopsy matter.... why don’t you call him your self?”
“I will…as soon as I recharge my cell’s battery.”
“Hello, dr. Stone, it’s me John, I’m calling for the newest information that you can give me about Mathew Rayden’s death”
“I’ve been trying to call you this last 2 hours, there’s something really strange comes up”
“Oh really? what is it doc? You got what caused his death?”
“That the thing, John, He is not really dead….. he is very much alive now”
“What do you mean his alive?? He was dead 15 hours ago”
“Well, he’s not anymore, why don’t you come and join us here, at The George Washington Hospital”
“John, thank you for coming, he’s in there with his mother, they are talking”
“He sure looks alive to me…..what’s going on here doc?”
“As much as I want to give you the explanation, John…….I really can’t! An hour ago I finished the autopsy ……you know like usual…stitched him back as he was……one hour ago I heard my assistant screaming like she just saw a ghost……but then I saw him..there..just standing…asking me where he was”
“Wait a minute, you said you finished the autopsy, it means you already gave him ‘the head and the ‘Y’ cutting?”
“Yes, John….just like usual…..and I stitched him back….but look at him now… he is breathing again, his heart is beating again, he is talking, …he’s well, John. It’s just a miracle”
“Okay then doc, I have to see him, I’m going in”
“Mathew? How are you feeling?”
“I think I’m feeling just fine, it hurts a little on the stitches though, but I’m okay I guess”
“Do you remember anything? Anything at all what just happened to you?”
“Well, I do remember trying to get some sleep in my bed, but the next thing I know, I was there in that room….full of surgery tools”
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Sunday, August 3, 2008
The Eucronia (Episode 1) (by Rika)
The Eucronia
(Episode 1)
“ Hey mate, let’s visit Boozy, I bet he’s still working on those wings of his”.
“Hah?, I can’t understand that boy, why in the world he’s working his heart out on something that stupid”.
“Well, let’s just go there”
The girl he calls Myra then push some buttons on her watch, and…. the bluish watch immediately illuminates purple light …. Then, in only few seconds…. They arrive at a yard of a house where a boy is busy with a pair of wings, not too wide but so well-shaped.
“Boozy ..my man! I can’t believe you’re still playing around with those things”
The boy who took the instant trip with Myra said loudly.
“Stay out of my business, Rick”
“But I think Rick has a point there Boozy, why do you have to go all that trouble fixing something that we don’t really need anymore… after all we do have ‘the watch’ that can take us anywhere we want in just seconds…. So we don’t need to fly around and waste the time”
“Well I don’t know Myra, I guess ……… I just love to fly”
Then Boozy got occupied again with his wings, while his two friends decided to have something fun to do at a lake nearby. The silver-colored lake is their favorite spot, since all the others have golden color.
“Let’s swim Myra!”
“Yeah….let’s do that, this is a lovely day for a nice splash”
Then they push one of the buttons on their shirt and …..they are in their swimsuits instantly. Not waiting another second, they both jump into the lake …… swim …… and splash the water around. It turns out that they are not the only living things in the lake that day as some other creatures join the fun moment. Fishes with colorful wings jump around the lake so high ….creating big silver splash……..so that make the day even better. But however…. it is still an ordinary day in Eucronia.
While the children are playing happily at the lake, a light illuminates out of no where in an excluded spot not too far away. As the light vanishes…six men and five women in iron vests appear. They have something on their hands …… a gun-shaped weapon….. it is the view that is not so ordinary here…..in Eucronia. They seem having a very serious discussion…. but what they do not know is that a pair of eyes are watching them, a pair of ears are listening to their conversation, and a pair of legs shaking trying to keep still and make no noise. The shaking legs then hurriedly on the move as the men and women vanish in a glaring light.
"Myra….Rick!!” ..... a shout in a whispering kind of way stop the children’s activity at the lake, and they decide to come out of the lake and approach the source of the shout.
“What is it Boozy?” And why are you shaking and trembling like that?” Asked Myra.
“Don’t tell me you got scared of those snakes again, no snakes here are poisonous anymore ….I’ve told you that million of times” Feeling irritated, Rick responded.
“No Guys…. No snakes will ever make me this scared.”
“So… what’s wrong then?” asked Myra again.
“Well, I was on my way to you …..and there they were ……in scary vests and with scary guns…Guns! Can you imagine that? those dangerous things are illegal here, right?”
“What? Who are you talking about?”
“Wait…..you haven’t heard the whole story yet”
“Spit it out already!!!” Rick yelled anxiously.
“They were talking about ‘annihilation’ “
“What ‘annihilation’? Rick and Myra asked at the same time.
“They are planning to kill every one here, in Eucronia…… and after that they are going to make a new community ….their own community….. a community with guns and no rules…. And the worst thing is a community without us…. the present community in Eucronia!”
“What?? ….you can’t be serious Boozy! Tell me that you’re just joking” said Rick angrily.
“Rick…I never gave jokes… not ever….and certainly not now”
“But…why? Who are they? Where do they come from?” Myra asked very worriedly.
“They come from ‘The Outside’……. A place where our ancestors came from…….I remember once my grandmother told me that my great great grandfather lived there once…..and at that time people there are violent and they hurt their own kinds with guns and weapons….then he and some other people including your great great grandparents discovered this world, “The Eucronia” ……our world. As pretty as it may seem at the very fist time they set their foot here….it has been getting prettier since they and their descendants including us have lived in peace and harmony.”
“Yeah….my grandparents also have told me that story…..but I’ve just never really believed it. They told me that things are very much different there in ‘The Outside’. Different trees, different animals, different people, but this is what I don’t understand, my dad tells me that ever since we’ve got the technology we need along time ago…..this place is untouchable for other people from “The Outside”….but if that’s true….how come they’re here now?”
“How should I know Rick?, I just wanted to join you guys for a swim”
“We have to do something about this….we just have to……but what?? What should we do?” asked Myra who wasn't really asking since she already knows that her two friends do not have the answer just yet. Then….all three of them think quietly and the story goes…here in Eucronia.
To be continued ...............................
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(Episode 1)
“ Hey mate, let’s visit Boozy, I bet he’s still working on those wings of his”.
“Hah?, I can’t understand that boy, why in the world he’s working his heart out on something that stupid”.
“Well, let’s just go there”
The girl he calls Myra then push some buttons on her watch, and…. the bluish watch immediately illuminates purple light …. Then, in only few seconds…. They arrive at a yard of a house where a boy is busy with a pair of wings, not too wide but so well-shaped.
“Boozy ..my man! I can’t believe you’re still playing around with those things”
The boy who took the instant trip with Myra said loudly.
“Stay out of my business, Rick”
“But I think Rick has a point there Boozy, why do you have to go all that trouble fixing something that we don’t really need anymore… after all we do have ‘the watch’ that can take us anywhere we want in just seconds…. So we don’t need to fly around and waste the time”
“Well I don’t know Myra, I guess ……… I just love to fly”
Then Boozy got occupied again with his wings, while his two friends decided to have something fun to do at a lake nearby. The silver-colored lake is their favorite spot, since all the others have golden color.
“Let’s swim Myra!”
“Yeah….let’s do that, this is a lovely day for a nice splash”
Then they push one of the buttons on their shirt and …..they are in their swimsuits instantly. Not waiting another second, they both jump into the lake …… swim …… and splash the water around. It turns out that they are not the only living things in the lake that day as some other creatures join the fun moment. Fishes with colorful wings jump around the lake so high ….creating big silver splash……..so that make the day even better. But however…. it is still an ordinary day in Eucronia.
While the children are playing happily at the lake, a light illuminates out of no where in an excluded spot not too far away. As the light vanishes…six men and five women in iron vests appear. They have something on their hands …… a gun-shaped weapon….. it is the view that is not so ordinary here…..in Eucronia. They seem having a very serious discussion…. but what they do not know is that a pair of eyes are watching them, a pair of ears are listening to their conversation, and a pair of legs shaking trying to keep still and make no noise. The shaking legs then hurriedly on the move as the men and women vanish in a glaring light.
"Myra….Rick!!” ..... a shout in a whispering kind of way stop the children’s activity at the lake, and they decide to come out of the lake and approach the source of the shout.
“What is it Boozy?” And why are you shaking and trembling like that?” Asked Myra.
“Don’t tell me you got scared of those snakes again, no snakes here are poisonous anymore ….I’ve told you that million of times” Feeling irritated, Rick responded.
“No Guys…. No snakes will ever make me this scared.”
“So… what’s wrong then?” asked Myra again.
“Well, I was on my way to you …..and there they were ……in scary vests and with scary guns…Guns! Can you imagine that? those dangerous things are illegal here, right?”
“What? Who are you talking about?”
“Wait…..you haven’t heard the whole story yet”
“Spit it out already!!!” Rick yelled anxiously.
“They were talking about ‘annihilation’ “
“What ‘annihilation’? Rick and Myra asked at the same time.
“They are planning to kill every one here, in Eucronia…… and after that they are going to make a new community ….their own community….. a community with guns and no rules…. And the worst thing is a community without us…. the present community in Eucronia!”
“What?? ….you can’t be serious Boozy! Tell me that you’re just joking” said Rick angrily.
“Rick…I never gave jokes… not ever….and certainly not now”
“But…why? Who are they? Where do they come from?” Myra asked very worriedly.
“They come from ‘The Outside’……. A place where our ancestors came from…….I remember once my grandmother told me that my great great grandfather lived there once…..and at that time people there are violent and they hurt their own kinds with guns and weapons….then he and some other people including your great great grandparents discovered this world, “The Eucronia” ……our world. As pretty as it may seem at the very fist time they set their foot here….it has been getting prettier since they and their descendants including us have lived in peace and harmony.”
“Yeah….my grandparents also have told me that story…..but I’ve just never really believed it. They told me that things are very much different there in ‘The Outside’. Different trees, different animals, different people, but this is what I don’t understand, my dad tells me that ever since we’ve got the technology we need along time ago…..this place is untouchable for other people from “The Outside”….but if that’s true….how come they’re here now?”
“How should I know Rick?, I just wanted to join you guys for a swim”
“We have to do something about this….we just have to……but what?? What should we do?” asked Myra who wasn't really asking since she already knows that her two friends do not have the answer just yet. Then….all three of them think quietly and the story goes…here in Eucronia.
To be continued ...............................
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Monday, July 21, 2008
The Death of Sophie Crook (A John Smith Case) (by Rika)
The Death of Sophie Crook
(A John Smith Case)
“So Detective, What have you got?”
“Well, not much I guess, a dead body and a messy crime scene, but don’t worry Mr. District Attorney, I will get the hang of it eventually”
“Yeah… you certainly always do John, a guy like you who keeps our business running”
“Ha-ha.....That’s affirmative, sir. Now, will you excuse me for a moment? I need to ask the husband a few questions”
“Hello Mr. Crook, I am Detective. John Smith, please accept my condolences”
“Thank you very much detective, who do you think could’ve done something like this?”
“To soon to tell Mr. Crook, but I promise you we’ll get who ever did this”
“Is there anything I can do to help?, I really want justice takes place here”
“There are some questions I need to ask you, Sir, if you don’t mind”
“No, anything Detective”
“To your knowledge, did your wife have enemies or perhaps some people who might not be friendly?”
“Hm…. now that you mentioned it, we do run a small business that’s starting to make the competitors nervous”
“You mean your restaurant at the end of this block?”
“Yup, The Sophie’s Taste recently has been quite famous around here and since we decided to market it online, nonlocal customers keep coming”
“I see….. which reminds me, Sir, now that your wife has passed away, what will happen to your wife’s restaurant?”
“Sophie loved her business, detective, so I will try to keep it running for her, as the proof of my love for her”
“Of course, and the competitors that you mentioned, any name in particular?”
“Yes, Patty O’neil, she owns the diner right in front of our restaurant, she has really been showing unpleasant behavior lately”
“What kind of behavior?”
“Unfriendly ones, like last week she intentionally put some stinky dead rats right in front of our restaurant, the smell was really hard to get rid off so that we lost some customers that day”
“And how do you know she’s the one who did that?”
“Because the next morning she said to my wife that what had happened that night was only the beginning”
“Okay, Mr. Crook, I will look into this, thanks for the sharing”
“Anything to help you found the bastard, detective!”
“Good morning, Mrs. O’Neil”
“Good morning, do I know you?”
“I believe not ma’am, I’m Detective Smith. Can I have a word with you?”
“I’m kina busy here, detective, what is it about anyway?”
“You know Mrs. Sophie Crook?, the owner of The Sophie’s Taste in front of your diner?”
“Oh, her, of course I knew her”
“Knew? So you already know what had happened to her?
“Yeah I know, people talks you know, they said she was killed? Is that true?”
“That’s right, ma’am, that’s why I’m here, I need to gather some information that can help me to solve this case”
“Okay, what do you want to know exactly?”
“Hm….. for a start, I can see that you’re making some extra profits from your diner today…quite customers here you’re having? I understand that you haven’t really had much of customers lately?”
“What? Are you accusing me of something here? It’s true that her place was my ultimate competitor, but I would never do something that stupid”
“But don’t you think the Rat Incident last week was also a little stupid?”
“Oh…that… that’s like a one time thing okay? I was very upset, she had been using her boops as the ultimate ad to attract more customers”
“Is that so? And that made you out of your mind?” So, it is also possible you couldn’t resist it anymore? That you just had to do something to shut her business down?”
“No, I’m not that crazy, I have kids to feed Mr. Smith and maybe you found me not as intelligent as you are, but I do know that killing somebody is a major crime and will get me behind bars for the rest of my life …because as you can see detective, I’m already an old lady”
“Sorry, ma’am, but I just need to dig in a little deeper.. that’s all, do you have any alibi for lastnight?”
“Yes, I was here, serving some customers…. You can ask my 2 waiters”
“Don’t worry Mrs. O’Neil, I will”
“Be my guess, Detective, but if I were you, I would check on the husband as well”
“And why is that Mrs. O’Neil?”
“He is not exactly a good husband himself, detective, he had an affair with his very own sister in law…. a 22 years old girl … as sweet as honey......I saw them kissing a month ago......and believe me Detective, it was definitely not a kiss of a brother in law. And that Detective….is something for you to check on”
“Sure thing ma’am, I most certainly will”
“Hey, Pete, what has your team had so far? Don’t disappoint me, my friend”
“This is a tough one, John, no prints what so ever, no bloody knife, nothing accept….these”
“Ah… Some hairs… what do you know?” Have you got any idea whose hairs are those?”
“As you know John…. We need some DNA samples to confirm that, but I do know one thing though, they’re far too long to belong to a man”
“Okay, thanks for the information Pete, and about those samples? I have to keep digging first before asking the court a warrant”
“Good luck with that, then. Keep me posted”
“Miss. Simmons, isn’t?”
“Yes, detective, have you got the person who did this?”
“Not yet, ma’am. We’re still working on it, thank you for coming”
“No problem , Detective. If I can anyway be in assistance?”
“In a matter of fact, there are some questions that you should answer, Miss. Simmons”
“Certainly, Detective…. And please just call me Claire”
“Very well, Claire, Did you or did you not have a close relationship with your brother in law?”
“Excuse me? Where did you get that idea from?”
“From some reliable sources, including Mr. Crook himself…. We have asked his confirmation earlier this morning”
“Okay I did, but it's over now because I realize that he's a jerk.... but for your information Detective, I’ve never meant anything to hurt Sophie, I love her”
“We’re not exactly talking about hurting someone only by heart here, Claire”
“What do you mean?”
“We found some hairs at the crime scene, Claire, ….long brown hairs…..like your hair Claire, I bet it will be a match if you’re willing to give us some samples of yours”
“Don’t bother, Detective, I admit I was there that night, Sophie called and confronted me about the affair… I decided to go there to apologize and we had a big fight…but It was not like what you think….I did not kill her… I would never do that…. she was still my sister”
“Claire, it would be easier if you just come clean about this”
“I’m telling you, Detective, I didn’t have anything to do with it”
“Your hairs are the proof that you’re the only one there that night….but here what I don’t get….. why can’t we find a single fingerprint there? Did you wear gloves? Did you plan this all along?”
“What? No prints? That’s impossible….. I didn’t wear any gloves that night, you must have found some of my fingerprints on her red blouse because we did have a physical struggle that night. She was very mad at me and maybe one of us would get hurt if I didn’t run away”
“Red? I believe she was wearing a black pajamas when we found her…. And we didn’t find any red blouse in her laundry either”
“That’s impossible. I’m sure it was red and it certainly not pajamas. What’s going on here?”
“Did you tell any body you’re going there that night…Mr. Crook perhaps?”
“No, I didn’t tell him, I didn’t tell anybody accept my mother”
“Your mother? Mrs. Simmons? Can she verify that?”
“I think so, she’s outside the room, she did not want me to go alone”
“Alright, I’ll get her”
“Mrs. Simmons? Can you join us for a moment?”
“Is there anything wrong? Can Claire go home now?”
“Please come with me, ma’am, your daughter may need a company”
“Okay Mrs. Simmons, have a seat, please”
“Your daughter said she told you that she was going to Sophie’s residence that night? Can you confirm that?”
“What? Claire, why did you tell him that you were there that night?”
“I have to Mom, he already knew”
“What?? No! That’s impossible!”
“Why is it impossible Mrs. Simmons? We found a physical proof at the crime scene that connect it to her”
“You’re lying! You couldn’t have found anything there, not even a single finger print!”
“How can you be so sure, Mrs. Simmons?? From your tone, you make it sound that you have made sure that we couldn’t find any finger print at all?” Did you do anything that night to make sure we can’t find our way to Claire?”
“What are you saying, Detective?”
“You killed Sophie didn’t you Mrs. Simmons?” and you wiped out all possible print made by Claire, didn’t you? Including changing Sophie’s blouse” “And I can see that you’re wearing gloves today, because you wear them everyday, don’t you? Including that night? You went there to make sure Claire was alright…. Somehow ended up stabbing your own daughter!” And I’ve just realized that you have the same hair color like Claire’s… maybe the ones we found were not Claire’s after all, They’re yours, aren’t they?”
“No, Detective, Stop it! My mother would never do that. She loves us both. She wasn’t there!”
“Well, Claire, she can proof her innocence by giving some hair samples of her own”
“No, detective, I’m telling you, she wasn’t there!”
“I was, Claire. I was there. I came after you that night, just to make sure that you were alright and I saw her slapping you around…. And blame you for the whole thing, and said that her husband is innocent…. While she had known all along that he has been playing around with at least a half dozen of women. She had always known, but still kept hurting her sister for him. As soon as you’re gone…. I tried to get her sense on this matter… but in returns, she accused me to love you more than her. She accused me that… after all I’ve done to make her dreams come true….you didn’t even have the chance to go to college because I don’t have any more money…. because I have had to make sure Sophie got all she wanted….making sure she got her degree ...including giving her financial support when she wanted her own restaurant…..after all that…. she still accused me of having more affection for Claire. So, I simply got really disappointed and angry, and I saw the knife…. I realized that Claire will be the one who will look very guilty so I made sure the police could not find anything….. I just didn’t realize that an old lady doesn’t have strong hairs anymore.”
“Oh, Mom, why did you do that?”
“Because I love you…. I may have been always loving Sophie more the whole time….. but it turns out that the last stupid thing I did is because my love for you Claire, not for Sophie”
(Rika, rikacintara@gmail.com)
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(A John Smith Case)
“So Detective, What have you got?”
“Well, not much I guess, a dead body and a messy crime scene, but don’t worry Mr. District Attorney, I will get the hang of it eventually”
“Yeah… you certainly always do John, a guy like you who keeps our business running”
“Ha-ha.....That’s affirmative, sir. Now, will you excuse me for a moment? I need to ask the husband a few questions”
“Hello Mr. Crook, I am Detective. John Smith, please accept my condolences”
“Thank you very much detective, who do you think could’ve done something like this?”
“To soon to tell Mr. Crook, but I promise you we’ll get who ever did this”
“Is there anything I can do to help?, I really want justice takes place here”
“There are some questions I need to ask you, Sir, if you don’t mind”
“No, anything Detective”
“To your knowledge, did your wife have enemies or perhaps some people who might not be friendly?”
“Hm…. now that you mentioned it, we do run a small business that’s starting to make the competitors nervous”
“You mean your restaurant at the end of this block?”
“Yup, The Sophie’s Taste recently has been quite famous around here and since we decided to market it online, nonlocal customers keep coming”
“I see….. which reminds me, Sir, now that your wife has passed away, what will happen to your wife’s restaurant?”
“Sophie loved her business, detective, so I will try to keep it running for her, as the proof of my love for her”
“Of course, and the competitors that you mentioned, any name in particular?”
“Yes, Patty O’neil, she owns the diner right in front of our restaurant, she has really been showing unpleasant behavior lately”
“What kind of behavior?”
“Unfriendly ones, like last week she intentionally put some stinky dead rats right in front of our restaurant, the smell was really hard to get rid off so that we lost some customers that day”
“And how do you know she’s the one who did that?”
“Because the next morning she said to my wife that what had happened that night was only the beginning”
“Okay, Mr. Crook, I will look into this, thanks for the sharing”
“Anything to help you found the bastard, detective!”
“Good morning, Mrs. O’Neil”
“Good morning, do I know you?”
“I believe not ma’am, I’m Detective Smith. Can I have a word with you?”
“I’m kina busy here, detective, what is it about anyway?”
“You know Mrs. Sophie Crook?, the owner of The Sophie’s Taste in front of your diner?”
“Oh, her, of course I knew her”
“Knew? So you already know what had happened to her?
“Yeah I know, people talks you know, they said she was killed? Is that true?”
“That’s right, ma’am, that’s why I’m here, I need to gather some information that can help me to solve this case”
“Okay, what do you want to know exactly?”
“Hm….. for a start, I can see that you’re making some extra profits from your diner today…quite customers here you’re having? I understand that you haven’t really had much of customers lately?”
“What? Are you accusing me of something here? It’s true that her place was my ultimate competitor, but I would never do something that stupid”
“But don’t you think the Rat Incident last week was also a little stupid?”
“Oh…that… that’s like a one time thing okay? I was very upset, she had been using her boops as the ultimate ad to attract more customers”
“Is that so? And that made you out of your mind?” So, it is also possible you couldn’t resist it anymore? That you just had to do something to shut her business down?”
“No, I’m not that crazy, I have kids to feed Mr. Smith and maybe you found me not as intelligent as you are, but I do know that killing somebody is a major crime and will get me behind bars for the rest of my life …because as you can see detective, I’m already an old lady”
“Sorry, ma’am, but I just need to dig in a little deeper.. that’s all, do you have any alibi for lastnight?”
“Yes, I was here, serving some customers…. You can ask my 2 waiters”
“Don’t worry Mrs. O’Neil, I will”
“Be my guess, Detective, but if I were you, I would check on the husband as well”
“And why is that Mrs. O’Neil?”
“He is not exactly a good husband himself, detective, he had an affair with his very own sister in law…. a 22 years old girl … as sweet as honey......I saw them kissing a month ago......and believe me Detective, it was definitely not a kiss of a brother in law. And that Detective….is something for you to check on”
“Sure thing ma’am, I most certainly will”
“Hey, Pete, what has your team had so far? Don’t disappoint me, my friend”
“This is a tough one, John, no prints what so ever, no bloody knife, nothing accept….these”
“Ah… Some hairs… what do you know?” Have you got any idea whose hairs are those?”
“As you know John…. We need some DNA samples to confirm that, but I do know one thing though, they’re far too long to belong to a man”
“Okay, thanks for the information Pete, and about those samples? I have to keep digging first before asking the court a warrant”
“Good luck with that, then. Keep me posted”
“Miss. Simmons, isn’t?”
“Yes, detective, have you got the person who did this?”
“Not yet, ma’am. We’re still working on it, thank you for coming”
“No problem , Detective. If I can anyway be in assistance?”
“In a matter of fact, there are some questions that you should answer, Miss. Simmons”
“Certainly, Detective…. And please just call me Claire”
“Very well, Claire, Did you or did you not have a close relationship with your brother in law?”
“Excuse me? Where did you get that idea from?”
“From some reliable sources, including Mr. Crook himself…. We have asked his confirmation earlier this morning”
“Okay I did, but it's over now because I realize that he's a jerk.... but for your information Detective, I’ve never meant anything to hurt Sophie, I love her”
“We’re not exactly talking about hurting someone only by heart here, Claire”
“What do you mean?”
“We found some hairs at the crime scene, Claire, ….long brown hairs…..like your hair Claire, I bet it will be a match if you’re willing to give us some samples of yours”
“Don’t bother, Detective, I admit I was there that night, Sophie called and confronted me about the affair… I decided to go there to apologize and we had a big fight…but It was not like what you think….I did not kill her… I would never do that…. she was still my sister”
“Claire, it would be easier if you just come clean about this”
“I’m telling you, Detective, I didn’t have anything to do with it”
“Your hairs are the proof that you’re the only one there that night….but here what I don’t get….. why can’t we find a single fingerprint there? Did you wear gloves? Did you plan this all along?”
“What? No prints? That’s impossible….. I didn’t wear any gloves that night, you must have found some of my fingerprints on her red blouse because we did have a physical struggle that night. She was very mad at me and maybe one of us would get hurt if I didn’t run away”
“Red? I believe she was wearing a black pajamas when we found her…. And we didn’t find any red blouse in her laundry either”
“That’s impossible. I’m sure it was red and it certainly not pajamas. What’s going on here?”
“Did you tell any body you’re going there that night…Mr. Crook perhaps?”
“No, I didn’t tell him, I didn’t tell anybody accept my mother”
“Your mother? Mrs. Simmons? Can she verify that?”
“I think so, she’s outside the room, she did not want me to go alone”
“Alright, I’ll get her”
“Mrs. Simmons? Can you join us for a moment?”
“Is there anything wrong? Can Claire go home now?”
“Please come with me, ma’am, your daughter may need a company”
“Okay Mrs. Simmons, have a seat, please”
“Your daughter said she told you that she was going to Sophie’s residence that night? Can you confirm that?”
“What? Claire, why did you tell him that you were there that night?”
“I have to Mom, he already knew”
“What?? No! That’s impossible!”
“Why is it impossible Mrs. Simmons? We found a physical proof at the crime scene that connect it to her”
“You’re lying! You couldn’t have found anything there, not even a single finger print!”
“How can you be so sure, Mrs. Simmons?? From your tone, you make it sound that you have made sure that we couldn’t find any finger print at all?” Did you do anything that night to make sure we can’t find our way to Claire?”
“What are you saying, Detective?”
“You killed Sophie didn’t you Mrs. Simmons?” and you wiped out all possible print made by Claire, didn’t you? Including changing Sophie’s blouse” “And I can see that you’re wearing gloves today, because you wear them everyday, don’t you? Including that night? You went there to make sure Claire was alright…. Somehow ended up stabbing your own daughter!” And I’ve just realized that you have the same hair color like Claire’s… maybe the ones we found were not Claire’s after all, They’re yours, aren’t they?”
“No, Detective, Stop it! My mother would never do that. She loves us both. She wasn’t there!”
“Well, Claire, she can proof her innocence by giving some hair samples of her own”
“No, detective, I’m telling you, she wasn’t there!”
“I was, Claire. I was there. I came after you that night, just to make sure that you were alright and I saw her slapping you around…. And blame you for the whole thing, and said that her husband is innocent…. While she had known all along that he has been playing around with at least a half dozen of women. She had always known, but still kept hurting her sister for him. As soon as you’re gone…. I tried to get her sense on this matter… but in returns, she accused me to love you more than her. She accused me that… after all I’ve done to make her dreams come true….you didn’t even have the chance to go to college because I don’t have any more money…. because I have had to make sure Sophie got all she wanted….making sure she got her degree ...including giving her financial support when she wanted her own restaurant…..after all that…. she still accused me of having more affection for Claire. So, I simply got really disappointed and angry, and I saw the knife…. I realized that Claire will be the one who will look very guilty so I made sure the police could not find anything….. I just didn’t realize that an old lady doesn’t have strong hairs anymore.”
“Oh, Mom, why did you do that?”
“Because I love you…. I may have been always loving Sophie more the whole time….. but it turns out that the last stupid thing I did is because my love for you Claire, not for Sophie”
(Rika, rikacintara@gmail.com)
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Friday, July 18, 2008
She is Not A Terrorist (by Rika)
SHE IS NOT A TERRORIST
The Mackinac Bridge, the bridge connecting The Upper and Lower Peninsulas of Michigan, is the bridge where they met for the first time. It was Sunday afternoon, where the bus she was taking suddenly stopped because of 2 flat tires. Feeling helplessly and desperately needed a ride for an appointment, she waved her hand for any car who would stop and give her a ride. After waving for 5 minutes, a car suddenly stopped and she with her veil and long sleeves blouse, briefly explained her situation and got into the black sedan.
“What’s your name?” asked the man politely.
“Azizah, and you are…..”
“I’m Joe, nice to meet you…..sorry……what was it again?”
“It’s Azizah, a little difficult to pronounce for an American, but you can call me Ziza if in anyway will be easier for you”
“Yeah…it is a bit hard for me, I think “ziza” will do just fine.
“So, ziza, what do you do?”
“I’m a student actually, I’m taking my master degree” “How about you?”
“I work in a private company” “You said you have an urgent appointment?”
“Yes, with my professor, in a coffee shop just up right the next avenue”
“Hm…say….after this can I call you some time?”
………………………………
“Azizah, I can’t believe you’re going to marry Joe, you’ve only seen him for two months”
“I know Cyn, but that is exactly what I should do as soon as possible”
“But, why? I know he’s a nice guy, but don’t you think you guys need more time to get to know each other a little better?”
“Yeah, I’m really aware of that, but in my religion, an unmarried couple is not suppose to be together too long”
“Oh, if you start to talk about religion, I just simply give up, it’s just too complicated for my “simple” life”.
“okay Cyn, suit yourself” “You’re still my best friend anyway”
The gate is now being opened, telling a young couple to enter the residence of Will McCarthy, a well known businessman in town.
“Joe, I’m kina scared”
“Don’t be, I’m right here, you’ll be okay”
“The problem is you haven’t even told them that you’re a Moslem now”
“I know, we’ll do this step by step, okay?”
“But Joe,……”
“You want them to give us their blessing right? Remember, we’ll be together in 2 weeks”
“I sure do, okay here goes, Bismillahirrahmanirrahiim”
”Hey, you only taught me “Bismillah” what you just said was a whole lot longer than that”
“Yeah, the short one is quite okay for a beginner like you, Joe”
The bell is ringing and at this point, her heart is beating much faster as the door is being opened.
“Hi Mom, Dad” “This is Ziza” “and Ziza, they’re my parents, your parents in law to be”
“Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. McCarthy, It’s really a pleasure to meet you"
The well dressed middle-aged couple can not believe with what they’re seeing right now. A girl dressed in a black long skirt, long sleeves blue blouse, and ………they can’t even define the piece of silk-like fabric covering her hair.
“Mom, Dad, aren’t you going to ask us in?”
“Oh,, yes of course,, come in dear”
In the living room, they still can’t stop staring her strangely, how can his oldest son decided to marry this girl, who dresses this kind of clothes in a hot summer like this. They start to remember all the tragedies that have happened in the past years, especially the WTC bombing in 1993 and as soon as Joe mentioned her place of origin, the Bali bombing that killed hundreds of men also begin to cross their mind.
“Dear, are you really sure to go on with your plan? I mean, you both are still very young”
“She’s 28 years old, Mom and I’m 30 years old. I think, we’re quite ready, don’t you think so too, Dad?”
“I guess what’s your mother is trying to say is that maybe you need some more time”
“I’ve never felt this sure, Dad”
“Sasha, do you wear that …..what do you call it dear?”
“Veil, Mom” and...it's Ziza, not Sasha."
“Right, Ziza, so the veil, you don’t wear it everyday right ?”
“It’s a must in my religion, ma’am”
“It’s just…. I didn’t have any idea that you’re a Moslem, because I’ve heard many times that people like you like to bomb other people who are not like you”
“Mom! I can’t believe you said that to her”
“It’s okay Joe, Mrs. McCarthy, like a Wiseman said “don’t judge a book by it’s cover”, “Those people that you’re worrying about can not represent all of us who wear veil”
“But, most of you are like that, right?”
“Dad!!”
“No, sir, not most of us, only few of us, just like only Few African Americans are violent, only few Cuban sell drugs, only few Indians cut off people’s head, and only few honorable officers Corrupt”
“Say no more, Ziza, we’re out of here”
As they’re driving away, the young couple knows that life will get better eventually.
(By Rika, rikacintara@gmail.com)
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The Mackinac Bridge, the bridge connecting The Upper and Lower Peninsulas of Michigan, is the bridge where they met for the first time. It was Sunday afternoon, where the bus she was taking suddenly stopped because of 2 flat tires. Feeling helplessly and desperately needed a ride for an appointment, she waved her hand for any car who would stop and give her a ride. After waving for 5 minutes, a car suddenly stopped and she with her veil and long sleeves blouse, briefly explained her situation and got into the black sedan.
“What’s your name?” asked the man politely.
“Azizah, and you are…..”
“I’m Joe, nice to meet you…..sorry……what was it again?”
“It’s Azizah, a little difficult to pronounce for an American, but you can call me Ziza if in anyway will be easier for you”
“Yeah…it is a bit hard for me, I think “ziza” will do just fine.
“So, ziza, what do you do?”
“I’m a student actually, I’m taking my master degree” “How about you?”
“I work in a private company” “You said you have an urgent appointment?”
“Yes, with my professor, in a coffee shop just up right the next avenue”
“Hm…say….after this can I call you some time?”
………………………………
“Azizah, I can’t believe you’re going to marry Joe, you’ve only seen him for two months”
“I know Cyn, but that is exactly what I should do as soon as possible”
“But, why? I know he’s a nice guy, but don’t you think you guys need more time to get to know each other a little better?”
“Yeah, I’m really aware of that, but in my religion, an unmarried couple is not suppose to be together too long”
“Oh, if you start to talk about religion, I just simply give up, it’s just too complicated for my “simple” life”.
“okay Cyn, suit yourself” “You’re still my best friend anyway”
The gate is now being opened, telling a young couple to enter the residence of Will McCarthy, a well known businessman in town.
“Joe, I’m kina scared”
“Don’t be, I’m right here, you’ll be okay”
“The problem is you haven’t even told them that you’re a Moslem now”
“I know, we’ll do this step by step, okay?”
“But Joe,……”
“You want them to give us their blessing right? Remember, we’ll be together in 2 weeks”
“I sure do, okay here goes, Bismillahirrahmanirrahiim”
”Hey, you only taught me “Bismillah” what you just said was a whole lot longer than that”
“Yeah, the short one is quite okay for a beginner like you, Joe”
The bell is ringing and at this point, her heart is beating much faster as the door is being opened.
“Hi Mom, Dad” “This is Ziza” “and Ziza, they’re my parents, your parents in law to be”
“Good afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. McCarthy, It’s really a pleasure to meet you"
The well dressed middle-aged couple can not believe with what they’re seeing right now. A girl dressed in a black long skirt, long sleeves blue blouse, and ………they can’t even define the piece of silk-like fabric covering her hair.
“Mom, Dad, aren’t you going to ask us in?”
“Oh,, yes of course,, come in dear”
In the living room, they still can’t stop staring her strangely, how can his oldest son decided to marry this girl, who dresses this kind of clothes in a hot summer like this. They start to remember all the tragedies that have happened in the past years, especially the WTC bombing in 1993 and as soon as Joe mentioned her place of origin, the Bali bombing that killed hundreds of men also begin to cross their mind.
“Dear, are you really sure to go on with your plan? I mean, you both are still very young”
“She’s 28 years old, Mom and I’m 30 years old. I think, we’re quite ready, don’t you think so too, Dad?”
“I guess what’s your mother is trying to say is that maybe you need some more time”
“I’ve never felt this sure, Dad”
“Sasha, do you wear that …..what do you call it dear?”
“Veil, Mom” and...it's Ziza, not Sasha."
“Right, Ziza, so the veil, you don’t wear it everyday right ?”
“It’s a must in my religion, ma’am”
“It’s just…. I didn’t have any idea that you’re a Moslem, because I’ve heard many times that people like you like to bomb other people who are not like you”
“Mom! I can’t believe you said that to her”
“It’s okay Joe, Mrs. McCarthy, like a Wiseman said “don’t judge a book by it’s cover”, “Those people that you’re worrying about can not represent all of us who wear veil”
“But, most of you are like that, right?”
“Dad!!”
“No, sir, not most of us, only few of us, just like only Few African Americans are violent, only few Cuban sell drugs, only few Indians cut off people’s head, and only few honorable officers Corrupt”
“Say no more, Ziza, we’re out of here”
As they’re driving away, the young couple knows that life will get better eventually.
(By Rika, rikacintara@gmail.com)
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