CW - Who I Met at Casey's Corner"Thank you," I sighed as I lifted the tray from the counter as the chirpy, red-headed waitress. The smell of good ol' hot dogs grilled just right along with the scent of the fries somehow made me want to eat the food on my tray right there in the exit line. But, I wasn't done yet. My break had only just begun.
I walked up to the window where I could see the Plaza, a nice restaurant on the other side of Main Street, USA in Walt Disney World. Casey's Corner was a sports themed fast food spot with an order room and another room farther back for parents to bring their kids so they could eat food on a platform with what resembled the stands at any football or baseball stadium while watching some old sports cartoons that the Disney Company had made back when Walt Disney was alive.
At the window, I was busy putting some more salt onto my fries as well as some ketchup. I filled up my medium soda cup with some ice and then I filled it with as much Sprite as I could. I finally took out a straw a
CW - Donde esta foodThe ground was cast in the shadows of the trees. The trees were everywhere around me. I need to get to civilization. A city. A house. A teepee. Even a cave. Anything.
I need food.
Now, who am I exactly I'm a white guy. I'm tall and a bit skinny, or boney works too. I have long, brown hair with eyes to match them. I have a tattered 'I'm Not Dead Yet.' shirt from "Monty Python's Spamalot," or from when my uncle got it. Oh, and don't worry: I'm wearing pants. Those are less tattered, however there's a huge rip in the never mind. I also have a brand new pair of shoes that cost $300 and they are completely worn out and covered in mud. I think. Let me check yes, they are indeed covered in mud.
How long have I been out here? I remember being at home on a Friday maybe it was a Friday 13th, which would have hinted my bad luck. Maybe it's still Friday actually, I doubt it. I've seen both the sun and the moon at least once in my travels. Great news for me, just like that
CW - A Moment at Bampy's CampyThe summer day is drawing to an end as the sun sets over the tree covered hills in front of us. The cousin clan, which were Reba, Ian, and Lisa of the Smiths, Thad of the Ciras's, andNoelle and I of the Landry's, loungedin our bathing suits on the red trampoline raft that is anchored over the lake.We had talked about the good days we've been having all summer, from marching band rehearsals to seeing Uncle Jack for the first time in a few years, and it was silently decided to take a break from chatter and look at the wondrous scene taking place. Behind us, our grandparents, Nana and Bampy, were also lounging on some of the lawn chairs they had set around the cement fireplace. Nana was working on a quilt for our youngest cousins,Sincere and Freedom, and Bampy was working on the latest Crossword Puzzle from the Gardner Newspaper, fitting into the mood of the moment: tranquility.
The cottage is a nice one. Though small in appearance; however the place is one of the biggest places in our he
CW - At the Happiest Place with the Happiest Man"To all who come to this happy place; welcome. Disneyland is your land. Here age relives fond memories of the past...and here youth may savor the challenge and promise of the future. Disneyland is dedicated to the ideals, the dreams and the hard facts that have created America...with the hope that it will be a source of joy and inspiration to all the world."
These words were spoken by a tall man with a happy disposition in front of a crowd of over thousands eager people, including me, waiting to get inside. It was a Sunday. July 17, 1955 to be exact. It was a hot day to open what should become one of the biggest amusement parks in the US. No one should be prouder on this day than the man who just gave the speech: Walt Disney.
We are currently standing at the footsteps of Disneyland. The day itself seemed a bit hectic, with a clear sky, hot temperatures, and extreme eagerness radiating from every person there. From where I was standing, I could see actors Ronald Reagan, Robert Cummings,
CW - Outlaws of WonderlandAt the other end of the street was a sight that made me run inside the Jailhouse to get my shotgun. There were three outlaws down there. One tall, two small, and feared by all here. They were part of Alice's Gang. Up in front was the Bad Hatter, with his three different hats sown together to create his creepiest hat yet. Close beside him were the Tweedle Twin, two small but buff marksmen who were raised by death.
They were in town to cause lots of ruckus and mayhem. I was not really looking forward to what was happening. It would mean that we were going to be late again, and I hate it when we're late. At least Mayor Caterpillar could help them understand.
Everyone still in town knew why they were here. Alice Liddell, the founder of Alice's Gang, was caught by Sheriff Ace, head of the Spade Brigade. There was a bit of a struggle, but eventually Alice was knocked out by Ace and she was put in the Jailhouse. While in jail, Dodo Duncan, Door Mouse Misty, and Rick W. Rabbit, that's me, were
CW - Mime WarfareMime Warfare it's new to most people. Not many people expect these things to exist; however, they are real enough. Every four years on February 29th, all of Mimes in the world, tall, short, fat, and even deranged, all silently gather in the quietest place on the earth: a hidden coliseum in the Himalayan Mountains. The Coliseum is large and extraordinary. It was made during the times of the Roman Empire, and it looked just as old. However, years of upgrading, revisiting, and reviving keep it just as strong and new looking as it was when it was strong and new.
No one speaks, for it is against the rules of the war as well as the way of the Mime. But jazz hands show the cheers and excitement. Everyone shakes hands with each other before the head mime, Mime Prime, appears. Mime Prime wears a pure white crown, a black cape with white fur outlining the cape, a black and white shirt, black jeans, black socks, and black shoes. His face is as white as snow with a small, black triangle ove
MKC - Chapter 5Chapter 5
The Feast of First Term was a sea of fun and excitement. Music of all sorts filled the air while students filled the grounds. The happiest days of school had arrived!
And the Crew began their plans.
It started around the Theater Tent. Jack Sparrow, a graduate who helped start their group, was part of a traveling show called 'The Pirates of Penzance.' He was the Pirate King in the show, and he would summon as many people as possible to the tent to enjoy the show. But as he did, Frollo's Hornets, the security in the area, would recognize him and make sure that he didn't cause any more trouble. This gave an opportune moment for his friends to have their fun.
"Who will we have some fun with today," Sam Flynn muttered as he rubbed his hands together. He, Aladdin, Shego, and Flynn Rider were walking around just out of sight of the Theater Tent.
"I hope that these plans work," Rider said as he looked around.
"They will," Sam insisted.
From a tent above, Lexington whistled to
DC/Marvel - Doc. Octopus vs Lex LuthorDoc. Octopus vs Lex Luthor: LexCorps Stands Strong!
"Today's top story: there is still confusion over what exactly happened in the explosion at OsCorps. Both Wayne Industries and LexCorps have denied any part of the incident. Wayne Industries director, Bruce Wayne, has offered to help repair the damage, but OsCorps director, Norman Osborn, has declined. Norman Osborn's only information on the subject is that Professor Achilles Milo, one of his best scientists, was the one who caused the accident and he is now in custody. In other n "
Osborn turned off Jack Ryder's news report from behind the desk in his office and looked at Dr. Octavious, who was sitting in front of the desk. "I am doing what I can to keep the fact that it was Luthor out of the new for the moment, but I need an apology from Luthor along with 40% of all of his profits or else I release the true information to the press," Osborn informed Octavious. "What I want you to do is to head over to LexCorps and make sure he