The Continuous Story

ROTFLMAO, Ice. :D


She soon found herself in a rowdy pub on Southside. She'd picked a pub that had plenty of seats, though, because, after walking half a mile, she'd soon realise the shadowy forms where wanting to tag along. And she couldn't let them hover around and feel out of place, so she'd found a large table in the corner, where she - and her shadowy friends - could sit together. The trouble was, they didn't talk to her. They just sat beside her whispering smoke and fire, Cecily, smoke and fire. How off-putting! And they kept puffing away on their cigarettes.

She sighed. Couldn't she enjoy her pint in peace?
 
(I get the feeling poor Cecily is turning into a drunk)

"Shut up" Cecily yelled at her shadowy friends.

Momentarily there was silence as they all looked at Cecily in shock. They then resumed their chanting

Smoke and Fire.

Cecily grabbed a smoke off one and inhalled deeply. So much for giving up smoking thought Cecily.

"Look its late and I need some sleep" announced Cecily.

With that she downed her pint, finished her cigarette and walked out into the night contemplating where she could get a few hours sleep................
 
(Thanks Leisha. Somking, drinking - she's racking up the vices!!)

Taking a deep breath of smoggy air, Cecily looked around and then decided to head to the beach. The night was cool but she could grab some z's before the sun's heat baked the sand later in the morning. She struck out for the promenade and as she passed an alley a hooded figure stepped out behind her.

Some and Fire, Smoke and Fire, Smoke and Fire, her shadowy friends almost screamed at her and bustled around her head.
 
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"Hi! I'm Eve Longoria, the really bad actress from TV's 'Desparate Housewives.'

Well, Cecily is in a right state, isn't she? Hair matted from rolling out of a car. No conditioner. She's a mass of split ends and showing roots.

She should have tried Kinectikon V! A breakthrough in split-end, hair colouring conditioners, Kinectikon V contains aloe vera, royal jelly, three wholly invented vitamins and two fictitious amo-peptides.

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Wonderful twist Peter, now our story is falling foul to advertising, it was bound to happen, being so popular!!! Love it!

Back to the story........

Meanwhile on the other side of town, in a rather exclusive neighbourhood Cecily's mother Millicent Kirby-Electrolux had been dialing her daughter's phone number without success.

"Where on earth is that girl" She knows tonight is our bridge night!"

The other couple around the table consisted of Millicent's latest toy boy Raoul and Cecily's twin sister Charlotte.

"Well mummy if Cecily dosn't turn up we won't be able to play bridge tonight"
said Charlotte reaching for her half empty wine glass.
 
Ooh... we're getting plot details now: Cecily has a twin! :eek:



Cecily stumbled her way down Southside's darkened alleyways. She had such a headache - and those blasted shadowy beings! They were still going on about smoke and fire!

"If you guys don't shut up soon, you are definitely going to see red! DO NOT MAKE ME MAD!"

Smoke and fire... smoke and fire, Cecily...

Argh! She put her hands over her ears and gritted her teeth. Why won't those voices leave her alone? She just wanted to drown her sorrows... was that too much to ask?

Ahead of her, though, she suddenly saw a neon sign, and in her hazy state it was like a gift from the gods:

Sloozy Bar - where you'll find all manner of weirdoes.

Perfect! Cecily groggily made her way inside, hoping that the shadowy beings would get distracted and find some other shadowy beings to, er, cavort with.

She looked around at the place.
 
"HAPPY HOUR" CHEAP POTS (PINTS FOR UK READERS) It was an Aussie bar she had stumbled upon.
sign caught Cecily's attention and she stumbled up to the bar to order.

"One pot thanks" said Cecily

"Sorry mate thats just for Aussies" said the bartender
"What" said Cecily "I've never heard of such a thing"

"Read the fine print mate" said the bartender

"Well that's just stupid and stop calling me mate, I'm not your mate especially if you charge me full price for a beer"

At that moment a tall blonde male stepped up to the bar and ordered two pots, he had a distinct Aussie accent. He purchased the pots and handed one to Cecily then strode back to the pool table.

Cecily wondered what to do next.
 
There were so many options. Should she try and confront the shadowy beings and find out why she, a harmless head-trophy collector, was being driven to the very point of insanity by the stuff of dreams and fable?

Or should she go and join her family at the weekly rubber of bridge. Much as she hated Raoul, she hadn't seen Charlotte for yonks. The coven would be worried about her.

Her hand shook as she took a sip of her pot. But she'd forgotten she was in an Aussie bar and was therefore drinking Aussie beer. Quickly and quietly, she poured the rest of her pot into a nearby diorama of the Great Barrier Reef.

But her decision was made. She was still thirsty and Australia produced some jolly decent wine. She looked for the tall, blonde stranger...
 
but the bar was empty. She span round to the bar but the barman had gone as well. Everyone had vanished and only her shadowy friends remaind. She started to panic. She must be losing her mind. What was happening? Where was everyone? Why was this happening to her? And what muppets were writing her story for her anyway!!
 
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She blinked again but all remained silent. Was she in another dream? Would she wake up at any moment?

"G'day, mate."

She whipped her head around; one of the shadowy beings had tipped his hat and was looking at her.

"Fancy a game of pool?" it said, puffing on its cigarette.

Cecily opened her mouth. No words passed her lips.

"Blimey, mate, I hadn't realised you were a dumb blonde," it said. "We didn't pick you because you were stupid... or so we thought."
 
(Gee Leisha its getting hard to think here)

Meanwhile......

On the other side of town, Milicent Kirby-Electrolux had all but given up trying to contact her daughter Cecily.
Charlotte reached for the wine bottle and filled her glass
"Another glass Raoul" she asked Millicent's toy boy

"Yes why not, seems we won't be playing bridge tonight, might as well get drunk instead"

Charlotte lent over the table, flashing her considerable cleavage in Raoul's direction.

Millicent returned to the table. "Maybe we could ask someone else to play, but who would be available at such short notice".....
 
"Ah! Smoke, Fire - " The shadow creatures slumped into chairs facing Millicent. "I thought you two were trailing Cecily, where is she, by the way?"

Smoke blew a perfect ring towards the ceiling. "She's not much fun. Everytime we introduce ourselves, she either sits there like a mute or screams abuse at us!"

"Yep. And she pinched my fag off me." Fire looked as disgruntled as Smoke. "You sure you brought the right baby back from the hospital, Milli? She's nothing like you."

Charlotte had never seen the whispery creatures before and, having pushed past Raoul, was now presenting her abundant cleavage in their direction. "You can light me up, Smokey," she said softly, cutting the creature a sultry glance beneath her long dark lashes.
 
"I was hoping Cecily would be attracted to one of you, get her away from that fool of a husband of her's" said Millicent

"Nah she's a bit of a loop" said Smoke, "No offence Milli"

"No its alright, she's not much good at bridge either, I only encourage her so she gets out of the house a bit" said Millicent

Charlotte dashed out of the room, raced to a mirror and checked that she looked as good as she thought she did, she undid a further button on her blouse and strolled back into the lounge, sat down next to Smoke and let her skirt ride up her leg almost to the point of obscenity.
 
Charlotte watched the way Smoke tried not to eye up her exposed leg. She turned and smiled at him, knowing few men ever resisted that smile. "There's no smoke without fire," she said in a low voice. "I can set you alight."

Smoke cleared his throat and loosened his shadowy collar.











LOL! This story's taking an unusual direction. :D
 
Mmmm could be that it will need a sealed plastic cover if we keep this up!

Raoul looked at Charlotte with lustful eyes. He might have been just the latest in a long line of Millicent's toy boys but he was no fool and Raoul had plans.

His plan had been working to, Millicent was falling for his charms, in fact only last night she had accepted his proposal of marriage, once he had married her he could put the rest of his plan into action.

Raoul was of humble background but he had been born with charm and good looks. He would marry Millicent and in time murder her and then Charlotte, how he would enjoy disposing of Charlotte, she tormented him with her sexual teasing.
His plan to get rid of Cecily had taken a turn for the worse, but he didn't know that yet. His brother Robert (yes Cecily's now dead husband) part in all this grand planning was to eliminate Cecily , for which he would be considerably well paid.

Yes as far as Raoul knew all was going to plan..............
 
Cecilly stood on the beach with the cool sand seeping between her toes and stared out at the ocean. Rollers crashed against the shore and a warm wind whipped at her hair and rustled through the palms along the prom.

The shadowy beings had given up on her when she'd run out of the bar and strangely she missed them. Although they were incredibly annoying at least they'd been company, of sorts. Still without them here there was no one that could stop her now.

She strode forwards down the beach to the water's edge and onwards into the crashing waves.
 
"Stop" a voice yelled out to Cecily.

Cecily turned around trying to locate the voice in the darkness.

"Who are you? Wher are you?

"Here" an elderly, distinguished male stepped into view

"What do you want" asked Cecily.

"Just to talk" said the man "To stop you from your plan of action" he continued.

"My life has gone to **** said Cecily, "I just don't see the point anymore."

"There is always a reason to continue" he replied

Take me, I lost my family, spent years in prision for a crime I didn't commit, I was beaten and wanted to give up but I kept on going for one reason only"

":Let me guess, revenge" said Cecily

"No" he replied "YOU"

"me, but you don't even know me and I sure as hell don't know you" cecily explaimed.

"You don't know me, but I know you" he said... I am your father!!!!!!!!!!!!

"WHAT" Cecily cried. "My father is dead"......................
 
"No!" cried the man. I am not dead!"

"Let me finish", snapped Cecily. "My father is dead happy, because he left Mama to live with his latest fancy-woman and his pigeons in a love nest in Swindon."

"Are you sure?"

"'Course I'm sure! Here - I got a postcard from him only yesterday. I'll read it to you if you like."

Cecily fumbled in her inside pocket, withdrew a postcard showing a picture of Swindon's latest Enterprise Park and started to read.

"Dear Cessy, long time no see! Pigeons doing well although they miss you and your sister. Could you look out my socket set next time you are at home? I went to B&Q but couldn't find any imperial fittings. Sorry to be a pain. I'll pay the postage. Kylie sends her love. She's 19 next week! We're going to Manumission, whatever that is. Love, Dad. Real Dad, by the way, not some imposter. Birth certificate and DNA profile available upon request.xxx"

"Aha!" cried the strange man. "But there is something you don't know about your so-called father..."
 
"He is your alien dad. I am your real one."

Cecily stood there, open-mouthed, and didn't care that a fly had just flown inside while looking for refuge from the wind.
 
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