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Post by Giggles on Aug 13, 2009 19:43:51 GMT -5
This is a fic about the Toon Patrol's lives in the past. Special thanks to Lynx for helping me.
Wheezy's Life
OneI had done it this time. Bob, the drugstore owner, was really mad at me this time, I could hear his footsteps as I ran down the ally. He has been chasing me for awhile now with a Tommy gun. For the past month, I've been stealing cigarettes from his store. At first it was easy until he put in the security cameras in. He let me get away once with a warning, but this time he was really mad. I knew that I had to give him the slip. I quickly climbed the metal fence before jumping down and landing on my feet. I looked behind me and smirked when I realized that Bob was too fat to climb the fence. I quickly got rid of the smirk when he pointed the gun at me. Running away, I could hear the bullets miss me. Barley. I made my way back to the house that I'm staying in. It was a white house with ivy growing on the walls, the windows were cracked, and the floors had holes in some places. There was only one way in, through a small hole on the left side of the house just barley big enough for me to fit in. The door was tightly locked. I crawled into the house through the small hole. Glancing around, I seated myself on the floor. I pulled out a cigarette and started to smoke. What could I say, I was addicted.
Well there is the first chapter to my fic. Of course I had some help from Sunraye. Hope you like it.  |
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Post by Fisi on Aug 13, 2009 19:46:50 GMT -5
I like it.;D.
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Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 13, 2009 19:47:54 GMT -5
I'M SO PROUD!!! *crying tears of joy*
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Post by Giggles on Aug 15, 2009 20:23:58 GMT -5
Wheezy's Life
TwoIt was 11:46 o'clock, and I was tired. I decided to go to bed, as I lead in bed, I thought of how I got to where I was now... I was a horrible kid when I was in school, in elementary school I had broken almost every rule they had given me. They punished me harshly, but I never cared about it, I would just do it again. My only friends were a gang of a group of kids in a grade above me, but they never liked me. They would kick, punch, and bite me whenever I did something they didn't like or when they just felt like beating the crap out of some one, they always did it to me because I always let them, they told me it was cool to be beat up, that it made me look tough. My parents never cared about me and they were ashamed of me. They never understood what life was like for me, and how I felt. They would never talk about me when they got together with friends or were talking to total strangers. I hated my parents and school. When I went to 5th grade, my friends were in 6th grade and were in a different school. I was totally alone. Not after long I started getting depressed and tried smoking since some people say that it helps depression. It was only a month after school started and I was addicted to smoking. To buy the cigarettes I would do other people's homework for money and when I walked home from school, I would buy a couple packs. Not after long I was smoking 3 packs a day, on the way to school, in the school bathrooms, on the way home from school, and in my room. One day my parents walked in on me smoking in my room and were shocked. They took all my cigarettes away, always took me to and from school, and never let me leave the house unless they were with me. I couldn't do anything or sneak any packs. I was devastated! I had to have something to smoke. Sometime in December I decided to run away. I knew that it was gonna be hard since I'm only 10, but I had no choose. So one night I unlocked the window and swung down my sheets and I climbed down with my backpack full of supplies. (food, clothes, and money) I ran from town to town from the authorities. I wasn't gonna go back. About after a year of running, the cops finally stoped looking for me, they thought I was dead. That was good, no one was gonna be looking for me. I was 11 now, I had no money left or food. For the last 6 months, I have been stealing and looking for food in dumpsters. I decided that I needed to get a job and a place that I could live in that no one would ever ask what happened to me before. First I wanted to find me a place to live in the small town I was in now called Blackwater in Arizona. Only a few hundred people lived there and it was a small town so I knew that this would be a good place for me. As I walked through the town, I wandered into a old neiberhood. As I looked into the windows of old, wear down houses, I saw nothing but old people. This would be a good place to live. As I walked down a little more I saw this old beat up house. No one lived in it by the looks of it. "This is my new home," I thought to myself. I looked all around the house and only found one entry, a small hole in the left side of the house. I crawled inside, I liked it. It was so old and wear down that no one was ever gonna come into it, it looked haunted so no lil kid was gonna come in here. I felt safe here, for now. I decided to sleep on the floor for now. I was gonna find a job tomarrow.
Well here is another chapter about his past and him finding that old house. Hope you like it! 
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Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 15, 2009 20:27:50 GMT -5
Poor Wheezy.  ....Yes, he's southern!!!! XD sorry, random thought. It's awesome, Giggles. |
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Post by Fisi on Aug 16, 2009 6:13:56 GMT -5
Awssooooomeee.
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Post by Giggles on Aug 16, 2009 8:51:04 GMT -5
heehee thanks guys!
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Post by Giggles on Aug 18, 2009 19:47:48 GMT -5
Wheezy's Life
Three
I woke up to the sound of birds singing and the sun shining on my face through a small hole through the boarded up windows. Man,how I hate mornings.
I wondered what I was gonna do today when then I remembered that I was gonna go find a job. I wasn't sure what I was gonna do, something small that not many people would do. I still wanna keep a low profile.
Then it hit me that I couldn't use my real name or some one would tell the cops were I was. My original name was Desmond Foray, but I knew that I couldn't use that. So I decided to create a different name, a name that could never be traced back to Desmond Foray. I started to think and as I did I pulled out a cigerette and started to smoke. Out of no where I thought of Wheezy. Yeah, that would be good, it decribes me and no one would think that I was Desmond.
I crawled out of the house through the hole, I checked to see if anyone saw me. Good, no one did. I was gonna have to do something to check that inside the house. I started walking down the street into the town.
When I got in town, I saw a sign in a small country store a "help wanted" sign with big, black capital letters. I walked into the shop.
"Hello, how can I help you, sir?" a lady at the counter asked.
"I'm here to apply to work here." I said.
"Oh, you'll have to talk to the manger for that."
"Well where is he."
"Through that door."
"Thanks." I wasn't a people person.
Srry i had to make it stop short. i didnt have much time. =(
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Post by Fisi on Aug 18, 2009 20:27:31 GMT -5
No it's ok I think it's great. ;D.
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Post by KrazyRandomness on Aug 19, 2009 1:16:46 GMT -5
Yay!!!! You used the name that I liked for him!!!!!!!! XD
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Post by Giggles on Aug 19, 2009 16:27:13 GMT -5
heehee yup i did!! thanks guys and i forgot to say that sunraye helped with the name. (i have no creativity with names...) ;D
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Post by Fisi on Aug 20, 2009 10:27:15 GMT -5
Well thats nice if Lynx. ;D.
And don't say that you probably do maybe it takes time to figure out a name.
Trust me I know it took me ten minutes for my female weasel character Jaurez.
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Post by Giggles on Aug 21, 2009 18:31:34 GMT -5
lol i kno rite!!! yeah srry but i wont b able to put some more chapters on till tomarrow so srry.
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Post by Fisi on Aug 21, 2009 20:30:58 GMT -5
It's ok I'll wait. ;D.
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Post by Giggles on Aug 22, 2009 12:49:10 GMT -5
Wheezy's Life
FourI walked up to a door with a sign on it that said "Manger" in black letters. I sighed, well here goes nothing I thought to myself. I knocked on the door. "Come in." said a deep, husky voice from inside the door. I opened the door and walked inside. "Hello, how can I help you?" he asked just like the lady at the counter did. "I'm here for a job application." "Oh really?" he said, "How old are you?" I hadn't thought about age, I knew that 11 wasn't gonna get me a job. I had to lie bout my age and voice too. I deepend my voice. "I'm 13, sir." "Hmmmmmmm, you don't look 13." "I know sir. I look younger then I really am." "Alrighty then. What can you do?" "Just about anything sir." "Can you sweep, dust, mop, clean?" Oh great I was gonna be a janiter. How wonderful. "Yes sir I can." "Well we need the help so I guess you can work here. What's your name sonny?" "Wheezy sir." "Wheezy? That's an odd name." "Yes sir I suppose it is." "Were your parents drunk when they named you?" " I don't know sir. I never asked." "Well what's your last name?" "Don't have one." "Don't have one??? Well everyone has one." "Well I guess that I'm not like everyone else." "No I guess not. Very well, go home and fill out this form and bring it back tomarrow and you can start working then." He handed me a white piece of paper. "Thank you sir. What will I be doing?" "You will find out tomarrow when you bring me that form." "Ok sir, thank you." I walked out of the store. "Well that went fairly well." I thought to myself. I sighed. "Well better get home then. Guess I won't be eating tonight." I thought to myself.
well here it is. finally got around to doing it.
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