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Post by Loki-A-Go-Go! on Jul 28, 2012 20:39:23 GMT -5
Go up against Milo
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Post by RoguePrincess on Jul 28, 2012 20:45:28 GMT -5
Go up against Milo
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2012 20:48:20 GMT -5
You're going to fight! Even though it takes all your courage just to gaze at Milo's new, rubbery face.
You try to remember the story you read. The girl who told the story managed to defeat King Jellyjam. But how? Terror has got your mind all mixed up.
Did she push King Jellyjam into an over? No, that was the ending to an old fairy tale.
The gross purple face snorts at you. Your stomach gurgles at the sour stink of bad breath. Is that what destroyed King Jellyjam? Did he suffocate from his own smell?
Think! How would you destroy a huge purple body? One that looks just like a slime-filled balloon? Did the girl in the story poke King Jellyjam so he popped?
Those big yellow eyes are getting a nasty look. Time to decide!
Do you poke King Jellyjam? Turn to PAGE 8. Do you try to suffocate the giant creature? Turn to PAGE 11.
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Post by Loki-A-Go-Go! on Jul 28, 2012 21:14:59 GMT -5
Poke
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Post by Big Bad Brad on Jul 28, 2012 21:18:33 GMT -5
Poke
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Post by Waffel113 on Jul 28, 2012 21:24:06 GMT -5
Poke.
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Post by RoguePrincess on Jul 28, 2012 21:25:12 GMT -5
Poke
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2012 21:31:29 GMT -5
Damn it. You all had this one won. You reach into your pocket, and grab your keys. They're the sharpest things you have on you. Then, lowering your head, you charge! You hold you arm straight out, with the longest key jutting out of your fist. "Die, Monster!" you yell. Quivering purple flesh quakes in front of you. You ram into it at full speed. But King Jellyjam's body doesn't pop like a balloon. It just gives way, then bounces back. You're sent flying -- until you're caught in a giant hand. "Die? Is that what you said?" Milo's voice asks. The hand brings you high over the hideous purple face. Rubbery lips open to reveal big, stained yellow teeth. Two pink tongues waggle at you as the hand lets go. "Fire. Maybe I should have tried fire," you think as you drop into the huge, hungry mouth. THE END Next book, or another go at this one?
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Post by Waffel113 on Jul 28, 2012 21:34:38 GMT -5
Let's try Secret Agent Grandma.
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Post by Loki-A-Go-Go! on Jul 28, 2012 21:35:21 GMT -5
I'll give it another go.
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Post by lionheart21 on Jul 28, 2012 22:58:43 GMT -5
Another go
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Post by RoguePrincess on Jul 28, 2012 23:02:26 GMT -5
Another go
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2012 0:33:56 GMT -5
Kay then, we checking out the rack or going downstairs?
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Post by Loki-A-Go-Go! on Jul 29, 2012 0:34:35 GMT -5
Lets check out the rack
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Post by Big Bad Brad on Jul 29, 2012 0:35:28 GMT -5
Lets check out the rack
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Post by daime on Jul 29, 2012 6:00:53 GMT -5
Check out the rack.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 29, 2012 20:17:54 GMT -5
You've got to see if that two-dollar comic is really the famous first issue of Super-Doer. But when you grab the spinner rack, it starts to turn -- by itself! Still worse, the metal rack seems to have glued itself to your hand. You can't let go!
Your jaw drops as the moving rack yanks you off your feet. You're dragged around in a circle. And the rack keeps speeding up.
Soon, to your horror, you can't touch the floor anymore. It's like some sort of weird carnival ride. The rack is whizzing around, and you're flying through the air!
"Hey! Hey, mister!" you yell to the store owner. But the words are torn from your lips by a screaming wind. You feel as if you're caught in a tornado.
You clench your teeth to keep from groaning. Your body is stretched out, like you're a warm piece of taffy. You shift your grip. One hand touches a comic on the rack.
The comic starts to glow. Now, suddenly, there's a new pull.
You're being sucked into the glowing comic!
Your body as if giants have been using you for a game of tug-of-war. You're sick and dizzy from the spinning. But you notice something is wrong. The world seems strangely flat. The colors are very bright. You peer up at an incredibly blue sky.
Sky? Wait a minute! How did you get outside?
An elbow jabs you. Someone steps on your foot. You aren't just outside -- you're in a crowd. And what a crowd! You're packed in so tightly, you can barely move. The person behind you is actually breathing down your neck.
Could this be a parade?
"What's going on?" you ask.
No one answers you. But a voice cries, "Here it comes!"
A shadow falls across you. When you see what's blocking the sunlight, your eyes grow big. It's a gigantic tin can -- with arms, legs, and a head. No -- it's a robot!
"I don't believe this!" you gasp in a strangled voice.
You'd better believe it. That thing is as big as a skyscraper. And it's stridling straight for you!
"Yikes!" you shout. "Everybody run!"
You push. You shove. You try to get out of the giant robot's path. But the crowd is too thick. You're trapped.
"Hey!" a whiny voice says in your ear. "I know you!"
You turn and spot a familiar face in the crowd. It's a kid from school named Wally. Come to think about it, he hasn't been in class lately.
"Where are we?" you cry. "What's going on?"
"You just got here on the spinner-rack express, huh?" Wally asks. "Okay, I'll make this fast. You're stuck inside a comic -- in the Comic Books Universe."
You roll your eyes. "Yeah, right."
"It's true!" Wally insists. "Now here's the deal. We can shift from comic to comic, using a magic word. But if you use it too often, you'll turn into an inkblot." He shudders. "It happened to the kid I was with. Alex. He tried to leave this comic. Now he's just a smear."
You glance anxiously at the robot. It's awfully close.
"We'll be smeared too if we don't get out of here!" you declare.
The crowd still isn't moving, and the robot is only a couple of giant steps away.
"Have you used these magic words?" you ask.
Wally nods. "I started out in another comic. I was some superhero's dopey sidekick. Then I met Alex, and we came here. All you have to do is think of another comic, and say the magic words."
"Okay. That gets you to another comic. But isn't there a way to get back home? Back to the real universe?" you ask.
Wally glances at you. "I think so. A mad scientist can send you. But you have to talk him into helping you."
You can barely hear him. People are screaming and bumping into you. "What're the magic words?" you beg.
Wally closes his eyes, thinking. Then he yells, "Guest shot!"
And he disappears!
You think of the two comics you'd been studying on the comic rack. Both of them have mad-scientist villains. Will the magic words take you to them?
Time to find out! You close your eyes.
To visit the world of Super-Doer, go to PAGE 104. If you like Ballistic Bug better, turn to PAGE 66.
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Post by Loki-A-Go-Go! on Jul 29, 2012 20:20:12 GMT -5
Ballistic Bug
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Post by Big Bad Brad on Jul 29, 2012 20:20:55 GMT -5
Ballistic Bug
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Post by daime on Jul 29, 2012 20:41:13 GMT -5
Ballistic Bug
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