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<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0><script> (function(i,s,o,g,r,a,m){i['GoogleAnalyticsObject']=r;i[r]=i[r]||function(){ (i[r].q=i[r].q||[]).push(arguments)},i[r].l=1*new Date();a=s.createElement(o), m=s.getElementsByTagName(o)[0];a.async=1;a.src=g;m.parentNode.insertBefore(a,m) })(window,document,'script','//www.google-analytics.com/analytics.js','ga'); ga('create', 'UA-47423994-1', 'fortunecity.ws'); ga('send', 'pageview'); </script> <center> <br> <div> <script language="javascript" type="text/javascript" src="http://ad.broadcaststation.net/ads/show_ad.php?width=728&height=90"></script> </div> </center> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0 height="100%"><tr> <td valign="top" width=250 BGCOLOR="#111111" TEXT="#F7F7FF"> <div> <B><IMG SRC="206e8ae0.jpg" border=0 width="232" height="174" ALT="by phjim @webshots.com" ALIGN="BOTTOM" HSPACE="0" VSPACE="0"></B></div> </td> <td valign="top" BGCOLOR="#FFFFFF" TEXT="#080000"> <div> <A HREF="id21.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Archives"><U><I>The Archives</I></U></A></div> <div> <I>Welcome to the party!!!</I></div> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><U> </U></div> <bR> <div> This is for Raven_Kat and Mouse_In_The_Lab who feel I'm too hard on myself about my writing capabilities. </div> <bR> <div> JilaCosa walks into the Ballroom and strangely enough, finds it empty. Thanking the Powers That Be she goes back out of the Ballroom and rounds up all of the people that have been hired to help set up for the party (they are all Sykarans and you know how they love a good party. Plus they are being paid off in tannot root,so...). The first things to be brought in are all of the boxes of decorations needed for such an occasion. Streamers in gold and silver (to hang from the ceiling), balloons in rainbow colors (those to be netted to the ceiling to be set loose at midnight), garlands of holly (for the fireplace, doorframes, and windows), and dozens of strings of twinkling lights. </div> <div> The second load to be brought in are the many items for the buffet tables. Tablecloths, napkins, dishes and silverward, platters and serving dishes that go to the kitchen. And speaking of the kitchen....... That is the next load. The Food. </div> <div> "Gods, I hope I ordered enough food." </div> <div> With everything running according to schedule, JilaCosa decides to leave the Ballroom in the capable hands of the Sykarans and get herself ready for the evenings festivities. </div> <div> "I sent out a great many invitations," she thinks to herself,"I hope somebody comes. Well even the greatest efforts bring lousy results. I guess all you can ever do is try." </div> <div> At six o'clock JilaCosa gives the Ballroom one last inspection before paying off the Sykarans and reopening the Ballroom doors. The room is Magnificent. The decorations are exactly right. A fresh fire has been lit in the fireplace and the food on the tables smells wonderful. Walking the length of the tables she sees a fresh roasted pig, a side of beef, two turkeys, fruit, vegetables (cooked and raw), chips and dip, crackers and cheese, bread and rolls, and the DESSERTS. </div> <div> "Why did I order so much chocolate," she thinks to herself, "Oh well, it still looks like there is enough variety to suit everyone. Perhaps if Tick-Tick comes by she'll bring some of her famous brownies." </div> <div> At the end of the table sits the beverages. A keg of mead (perhaps for a large Viking), a keg of beer, three short rows of various alchols and a TON of soda and various mixers. </div> <div> JilaCosa hears footsteps in the hall and walks toward the entrance to the Ballroom. Before she can reach the door it flies open with a resounding crash. She stops dead in her tracks from fear. The first person to arrive is Ragnar, with a very stunned look on his face. The Ballroom, he thinks, has NEVER looked thus. He is dressed in his armor, as usual, but all of the metal rings and fasteners have been polished to a brilliant shine, As gently as a father picks up his small daughter, Ragnar picks up JilaCosa and twirls her around the room (which is no small feat in itself as she is a tall, buxam wench). She laughs in delight, and wonder at the thought of such gentleness in such a large geing, as they spin and spin. "Watch the dress, big guy, it's a rental." she laughs. In the meantime, Mouse_In_The_Lab tries sneaking in. Knowing how shy the Mouse can be, Ragnar swings her up and gives both ladies a large Holdiay Greeting hug. ((((((())))))))) </div> <bR> <bR> <div> ********I won't assume that I know what any of you will do at this party. I told you I'm not that good. I hope you will help me and that this will turn out to be the "Party To Top All Parties". Talk to you all next week. </div> <div> And Have a Happy and Safe New Years!******************** </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>artickat</U><I> -- </I><B>“This is great!”</B></div> <div> Artickat walks in just after Rangar and mouse and is stunned by the beautiful decorations! "I haven't been to one of the ballroom parties yet so all I can say is THANKS JilaCosa!" </div> <bR> <div> Artickat spins around and around across the ballroom floor making the skirt of her black velvet dress billow out. "Never mind me! I've always wanted to do this!" LOL artickat continues spin... </div> <div> </div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>“See how easy that was?”</B></div> <bR> <div> Rae asks JilaCosa, wandering into the ballroom. She's wearing her full dress uniform now, but judging by past parties, that probably won't last. </div> <bR> <div> "JilaCosa, my child, you have done well..." ((((((((JilaCosa))))))) </div> <bR> <div> "Aah, Ragnar, you seem to be without a dancing partner just now..." </div> <bR> <div> Before he can respond, Rae grabs him and begins twirling HIM around the room. </div> <bR> <div> "This was a great idea JilaCosa!" </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>Oh, I almost forgot!</B></div> <div> I brought cocoa! I've been working on my own special COCOA OF DOOM(things of doom seem real popular around here) </div> <bR> <div> <<Rae puts two huge cisterns of cocoa on the table neatly marked: 'regular' and 'decaf'>> </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><I> -- </I><B>And a grand spread it is!</B></div> <div> young Lady!! Ragnar declairs. You have out done yourself! We should have talked you into this much earlier. </div> <bR> <div> Now don't you run off sweet lady! As soon as I'm finished teaching Rae a new twirl or two I'll be back for you! </div> <bR> <div> Rae just laughs and spins the big brute around. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>mouse in the lab</U><I> -- </I><B>Thanks for hosting, Jila!</B></div> <bR> <div> What great decorations! And all this food - I'm glad I'm starting my diet NEXT year! </div> <bR> <div> Mouse puts her martinis down and steps behind the huge mahogany bar to play bartender for a while. </div> <div> First, of course, she pours a martini for herself and sets up the bar so she's familiar with the different bottles. </div> <bR> <div> Now all she needs is one of the books that tells you how to make all the drinks, and someone to request a drink. </div> <bR> <div> The music starts and Mouse has to contain herself from jumping out on the floor and letting herself go. Maybe later. Right now the light shining off her silver lame outfit (courtesy of Sixth) is as bright as a mirrored disco ball and she decides to change the lights behind the bar as not to blind anyone who wants a drink! </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>artickat</U><I> -- </I><B>“Mouse could I get”</B></div> <div> "a Colorado Bulldog?" artickat asks as she walks over to the bar. "I haven't had one in forever and I really do love them." </div> <bR> <div> Mouse smiles and quickly whips up the drink for artickat. "Watch this!" mouse does some advanced bartender moves (flipping the bottles behind her back, etc.)and then slides the drink down the bar too artickat. </div> <bR> <div> "Mmmmmm perfect! Thanks!" artickat takes a sip "Your cat suit looks good on ya!" </div> <bR> <div> "Thanks! I LOVE it. Always wanted one." Mouse giggles. </div> <bR> <div> "That was nice of 6th." taking another sip "If I start to change colors just ignore me it will go away in time." artickat lol. "So, when does everyone start to show up?" </div> <bR> <div> "You never can tell with these parties." Mouse takes a sip of her martini. "Mmmmm." </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>mouse in the lab</U><I> -- </I><U>I think artickat’s allergic</U></div> <div> to alcohol, or something similar, Mouse said to Raven. She was talking about changing colors??? </div> <bR> <div> Mouse whips up a batch of mudslides using the cocoa Raven brought and starts pasing them out. </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar and Raven are on the floor dancing cheek to cheek, while Jila, Artickat, and Mouse sit at the bar. </div> <bR> <div> "Now, to play quarters, you need to flip, er, bounce, er, get the quarter in the shot glass" Mouse starts to explain. "Please! We all know this one Mouse" declares Jila. Jila expertly flips the quarter off her nose into the shot glass. "Here's your shot," replied Mouse. Jila downs the shot and tries again. </div> <bR> <div> The music continues and the night is young... </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>Never played, Mouse</B></div> <div> Where I come from, alchy is meant to be taken internally. Just as well I don't know the game, I'm having too much fun dancing. </div> <bR> <div> Say, you guys think we can borrow the Twister board from upstairs?</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>TickTick</U><I> -- </I><B>Did someone say Brownies?</B></div> <div> Ticker wanders into SOME KIND OF PARTY!!!! </div> <bR> <div> "Wow! Who on earth could've hired SKYKARIANS!" she thinks as she drops three giant Tupperware cases of BROWNIES OF DOOM on the table. </div> <bR> <div> "TICKER!" someone yells. TickTick looks over and sees... Ragnar! </div> <bR> <div> "Ragnar!" she yells back. Suddenly she's swept up in a huge hug by Ragnar, Mouse, Rae, and Artickat. </div> <bR> <div> "Wow, guys, what a party! Beautifully done... who did all this?" </div> <bR> <div> "JilaCosa did," Mouse said, sweeping her arm around in the air indicating the lighting, decorations, sound equipment... </div> <bR> <div> "Wow. She's some hostess! I heard my brownies were needed and came to investigate. Where is she? I wanna say hi." </div> <bR> <div> "Hmmm..." Ragnar says, peering around the room. "I dunno. Probably mingling." </div> <bR> <div> Ticker points toward the BROWNIES and as the other Scapers run to try some she begins the search for the hostess. </div> <bR> <div> Jila where are you? :D</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><I> -- </I><B>For her next try......</B></div> <div> at shots, JilaCosa makes a simple flip at the shot glass and unbeLIEVably misses. As she waits for her next turn she thinks to herself how lucky she is to have found friends like these. During this contemplation, Ragnar and Rae approach the bar for refreshments. It occurs to JilaCosa that Ragnar is the only male in the room. </div> <bR> <div> "Ragnar, are you truly the only male to make it down this far or do you think that there are others on the way?" She asks. "I'd hate to see you collapse from so much attention." </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar laughs heartily " Never fear, Lady. This party could go on all night and I wonld not be any worse for it. Shall I show you that new twirl that I just showed Rae?" </div> <bR> <div> "Let's go," JilaCosa replies, "If I play this game too many more rounds I won't be able to stand up!" </div> <bR> <div> Meanwhile, Mouse's mudslides made from the cocoa of doom starts to have interesting effects on people. </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>BROWNIES!!!!</B></div> <div> Emboldened by the brownies, Rae forgets about dancing, forgets about Twister, and wanders over to the stage. She picks up the microphone and begins singing "Dancin' in the street." </div> <bR> <div> "Thankyou, ladies and gentlemen! I also take requests. Great party, JilaCosa!"</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>mouse in the lab</U><I> -- </I><B>I have a request!!</B></div> <div> How about "That's what friends are for?" </div> <bR> <div> Although I personnaly don't care for the song, I think it echos the theme of this shindig! </div> <bR> <div> Mouse feels kinda.....funny. She didn't drink THAT much - but she's getting that affectionate feeling towards everyone that she sometimes gets after drinking too much. </div> <div> Maybe the mudslides? Hopefully it's not to bad and she can contain herself...</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>brothermoser</U><I> -- </I><B>Hey Jila the Ballroom is located...</B></div> <div> in the New Basement. Just thought you should know. This is the Phantom's lair</div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>In2d3</U><I> -- </I><B>The Phantom starts filling his lair..</B></div> <div> with whipped creme. </div> <bR> <div> "Bwahahahaha" </div> <bR> <div> "I lured newbies into my lair and they will pay the ultimate price" </div> <bR> <div> The creme is up to JilaCosa's waist. What will she do? </div> <bR> <div> The Farscape Phantom </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>artickat</U><I> -- </I><B>“Whipped creme!”</B></div> <div> JilaCosa looks around wondering what to do as artickat makes her way over to her. "What should I do? Won't this ruin the party?" </div> <bR> <div> Taking some whipped crème on her finger and licking it off artickat says "Naaaa, we will just call this our slip and slide whipped crème bash! LOL! Come on JilaCosa lets see how far we can slide across the ballroom floor before we fall!" </div> <bR> <div> As JilaCosa and artickat go sliding across the ballroom floor the Phantom starts to grumble to himself... </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><I> -- </I><B>“You’re right artikat...</B></div> <div> this isn't so bad after all. Too Bad, Phantom, Your plan backfired." </div> <bR> <div> As Ticktick's brownies and Mouse's mudslides further effect people, one by one they come over to slide and play in the whipped creme. Mouse recalls that there are cans of Redi-whip under the bar and brings those out for more fun. </div> <bR> <div> Then, on his way back to the bar for a seat and a rest, Ragnar slips in the whipped creme and goes for a very slippery ride across the Ballroom floor. </div> <bR> <div> "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yells. With arms and legs flailing and no way to stop, Ragnar crashes into one of the couches near the fireplace. </div> <bR> <div> The room is deadly still until the voice of the large Viking is heard to say, "Frell, what a ride that was!" </div> <bR> <div> Everyone laughs loudly and the fun resumes. Mouse and artickat give each other a conspiratorial look and both send sprays of Redi-whip at the Phantom who runs out of range to plot again.</div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>It just isn’t a party</B></div> <div> without whipped cream! Rae jumps off stage and slides across the room, laughing and shouting. "YEE HA!!! Go Phantom!"</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>A strange voice fills the ballroom</B></div> <div> "YO, RAE!" </div> <bR> <div> Rae stops mid-slide, causing a chain reaction(and don't we wish we had an FS chain reaction?). Ragnar slides into Rae, Mouse slides into Ragnar, 6th slides into Mouse, Jila slides into 6th, and SWORD slides into them all, tumbling them to the ground. </div> <bR> <div> "Did you hear that?" Rae asks Ragnar. </div> <bR> <div> "Yeah. Sounded like you." </div> <bR> <div> "I do NOT sound like that!" Rae protests. She looks around. "Where'd it come from?" </div> <bR> <div> "Who knows?" Mouse asks. </div> <bR> <div> "SWORD, big fella, could you get off me?" 6th asks. "You're cute and all, but your HEAVY!" </div> <bR> <div> Laughing, Rae squirms out from under the group, pulling Ragnar with her.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>TickTick</U><I> -- </I><B>A lump of whipped topping speaks</B></div> <div> "I think it came from above us," it says. </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar and Sword look at each other. Reaching into the whipped cream they grab a mass of short hair and an arm... pulling... pulling... they uncover... </div> <bR> <div> a lump of whipped topping with pointy ears. </div> <bR> <div> "Now this is the second pair of boots I've ruined with you guys," Ticker mutters as she reaches down and pulls off her shoes. </div> <bR> <div> "That voice... it DID come from above us!" Rae says as she looks up. </div> <bR> <div> "Sorry about the shoes, Tick," Ragnar says. "Maybe the Phantom will spring for somemore..." </div> <bR> <div> TickTick licks whipped cream from around her mouth and shrugs. "Ah, well... I got 'em at Elf a lot shoe stores... they weren't expensive..." </div> <bR> <div> Rae points up suddenly. "Didja see that?!" she shouts. The Scapers look up... in time to see a shape duck out of the way. </div> <bR> <div> "What was it?" Sword asks. </div> <bR> <div> "What did you see?" Mouse says. </div> <bR> <div> Rae bites her lip thoughtfully. "It looked like... kinda like... me..." she says slowly. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>artickat</U><I> -- </I><B>“You suppose?”</B></div> <div> "We just had too much to drink?" artickat looks at the other Scapers. </div> <bR> <div> "NAAAAAAA!" Everyone says at once. </div> <bR> <div> "I really think I saw me up there." Rae points up to the balcony. </div> <bR> <div> "It's probably just the Phantom trying to mess with us." Rangar turns and grabs a can of Redi-whip and starts spraying the other Scapers. </div> <bR> <div> "FREE FOR ALL!" someone yells from the back and all hell breaks loose as Scapers run/slide for more cans of Redi-whip! </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><I> -- </I><B>Navigating with her map and compass...</B></div> <div> KaraS stops by the door to the ballroom. </div> <bR> <div> "You couldn't have the party upstairs where it would be easy to find." she mutters. "Nooooo, you need to throw it somewhere down near the center of the earth!" </div> <bR> <div> She looks up from her map to see a ballroom, decorated to the nth degree. People are dancing and sliding around. </div> <bR> <div> "You got a fog machine?" Kara laughed. But as she steped out into the room she discovered that it was not fog, but whipped cream. </div> <bR> <div> "Wear your best clothes." Kara muttered. Oh well, considering how infrequently she wore dresses she would probably never need this thing again anyway. </div> <bR> <div> She ran out into the room, sliding over to the bar where Mouse was mixing up drinks. </div> <bR> <div> "Got an apricot sour back there for me?" she asked. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>“Did someone say ‘fog machine’?”</B></div> <div> Rae decides it doesn't really matter whether she's been talking to herself again. She fires up the fog machine (just to make things interesting), and grabs Ragnar by the lapels. </div> <bR> <div> "Hey, look what I snirched from the Garden..." </div> <bR> <div> Rae holds up a sprig of miseltoe. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Sixth Sense Dreamer</U><I> -- </I><B>6th glides in...</B></div> <div> stepping lightly around the piles of whipped creme, holding her skirts high, as she walks over to the bar to hang out with Mouse. </div> <bR> <div> "Hi, Mouse! You look mah-volous, darling!" 6th grins. </div> <div> Mouse blushes, but does look radiant in the cat suit. </div> <bR> <div> "Wow, 6th look at you!" Mouse exclaims, taking in 6th's outfit. 6th is wearing a beautiful dark green fairy gown (complete with wings). She has strands of silver woven in her hair, and glitters as she turns around for Mouse. </div> <bR> <div> "Like it?" 6th asks "I got the idea from that Midsummer Night's dream movie..." </div> <bR> <div> "So can I get you a drink?" Mouse asks, winking. "Southern Comfort?" </div> <bR> <div> "Good lord, NO!" 6th yelps, holding a hand to her brow. "It's not that I don't need it, but after what happened around the pool table..." 6th sighs "I believe I might have put my foot in it yet again. So I'm going to stay sober for this party, and try to be as elegant as possible." 6th grins at Mouse. "No misbehavin for me! It gets me into too much trouble!" </div> <bR> <div> 6th leans back on the bar, careful not to crush her wings, and watches the others have a blast. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><I> -- </I><B>JilaCosa sees 6th sitting at the bar</B></div> <div> And decides to take a break from the whipped creme silliness. When she finally breaks free from the goo she sees that her once beautiful deep blue dress is an absolute mess. </div> <bR> <div> "Ah well," she thinks, "Like Kara I'll probably never need this dress again anyway." </div> <bR> <div> "6th you look wonderful! I love the wings! I'd give you a hug but......" JilaCosa finishes with a shrug and a gesture to the creme all over herself. </div> <bR> <div> Going behind the bar JilaCosa grabs her duffel bag and heads to the Ladies room to change into her after party clothes (less fancy but still very festive). </div> <bR> <div> Upon returning to the ballroom JilaCosa thinks she sees the same black shadow on the balcony that Rae saw earlier. She stops and tries to look harder at the shadow. It does ALMOST resemble Rae but a soft, deep chuckle comes from the shadow.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>In2d3</U><I> -- </I><B>The Phantom mis-hears</B></div> <div> "So you guys want a frog machine. Well here it is" </div> <bR> <div> A large tube start ejecting giant bullfrogs. </div> <bR> <div> <croak> <croak> <croak> <croak> <croak> <croak> <croak> <croak> </div> <bR> <div> Ragnars, " Omigod its almost biblical in proportions" </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Irony7</U><I> -- </I><B>Frogs and Whipped Creme!!!!!</B></div> <div> Irony walks hesitantly into the ballroom, late as usual. She expects to see a nice formal engagement, but is surprised beyond competent thought as she gazes upon the scene. </div> <bR> <div> Whipped creme is everywhere, on dresses, suits, the food, the cocoa of doom, the brownies of doom, (hey where's the punch of doom?) and the floor. Not only is there fluffy white stuff everywhere, but little green blobs keep jumping all over the place... </div> <bR> <div> Irony jumps, startled, as a bullfrog lands on her shoulder. There are frogs everywhere, all of them coming from the wierd machine the phantom set up in the middle of the room... </div> <bR> <div> Irony decides to sit down for a moment, trying to get her senses back in order...... </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><I> -- </I><B>Gribbet! or There’s a frog in my throat</B></div> <div> KaraS jumps as a large bullfrog land on the bar beside her. </div> <bR> <div> "Gribbit!" the frog says. </div> <bR> <div> The frog helps itself to the plate of Nachos next to Kara's elbow and says, "hey princess, want to dance?" </div> <bR> <div> "Did you talk?" Kara asks. This evening is getting somewhat surreal. </div> <bR> <div> "Yeah, want to dance?" the frog repeats. </div> <bR> <div> "Might as well. Ragnar certainly isn't going to ask me. I'm KaraS. And you are....?" </div> <bR> <div> "Charming, Prince F. Charming, at your service." </div> <bR> <div> "Ohh Kaay, lead away sweet prince." </div> <bR> <div> As it happened, the frog was a wonderful dancer. He could leap and twirl with the best of them and he did a particurlarly fine bunny hop. He also excelled at the funky chicken. When the band took a break (thanks Musician and OboeCrazy) Kara and the frog ended up back at the bar. </div> <bR> <div> "I'll have a champagne Mouse, and one for my friend." </div> <bR> <div> "Going to introduce us Kara?" Mouse asked. </div> <bR> <div> "This is Prince F. Charming, a frog. F, this is Mouse_in_the_lab, a 'Scaper." </div> <bR> <div> "Gribbit, pleased to make your acquaintance I'm sure." </div> <bR> <div> Mouse leaned over the bar to whisper to Kara. "He has nice manners for a frog." </div> <bR> <div> "He's a Frog Prince, Mouse. Good manners are drummed into them from tadpolehood." </div> <bR> <div> "Where did the Phantom get him?" </div> <bR> <div> "Central casting. These frogs get work in lots of films, mostly Biblical epics to be sure. You know, a plague of frogs and all that. But getting paid to attend a party is a good gig for them." </div> <bR> <div> "Yeah." the frog croaked. "That coaco is terrific. And the brownies! They're better than misquito larva." </div> <bR> <div> "The frogs have gotten into the brownies!" Mouse squeaked. "Who knows what will happen now?" </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Irony7</U><I> -- </I><B>Frogs in the Brownies!!!</B></div> <div> Irony watches Kara dancing with a frog, and after a while, her brain calms down. Now Irony, being perpetually confused even when a phantom isn't wreaking havoc with pies and frogs, decides to go get some of those brownies of doom. </div> <bR> <div> "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" she screams as she looks at her plate. A frog leaps off of it, knocking the paper plate to the ground. Suddenly Irony isn't hungry anymore. :) </div> <bR> <div> Irony looks around and decides that there is one thing missing: FARSCAPE!!! </div> <bR> <div> Irony runs over to the tv set and pops in the tape she made of Through the Looking Glass. Everyone takes their favorite frog and comes over to watch the re-run. "A re-run's better than nothing," Irony says. </div> <bR> <div> Everyone continues their party, with a home-made Farscape Chain Reaction Playing in the background.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Dabee</U><I> -- </I><B>Dabee peeks into the ballroom....she has</B></div> <div> never been here before...she oohs and aahs at the gorgeous decorations...peeks at all the beautiful people...the colors..the music...Sigh... </div> <bR> <div> She straightens the skirt on her floor length cobalt blue velvet gown..brushes her long, dark hair back..and strolls nonchalantly in...</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <I><U>Dabee</U></I><I> -- </I><B>Dabee staggers back into the ballroom..</B></div> <div> stopping in surprise when she sees the whipped cream..the fog..the frogs...she feels like Alice in "Through the Looking Glass"..no wait..that is Farscapes, and it is on the TV....she feels the need for a margarita and a brownie.. </div> <bR> <div> She brushes herself off, picks up her skirt, and makes her way, thankfully, over to the bar....sigh..she sits, sips, nibbles and rests..then turns to face the room... </div> <bR> <div> First Wave is OK...but this..is home!</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><I> -- </I><B>Little white puffs billowing thru the air</B></div> <div> Ragnar plods his way to the bar, with a big blob of a frog perched on his shoulder. Upon first spying them he had sudden visions of frog leg stew but they didn't turn out to be bad sorts at all....of course there was a bit of an exciting moment during his dance with Rae, when the first one landed on her chest, tounge darting out to slurp the edge of his beard! </div> <bR> <div> "Any of that mead left Mouse? This gathering is working up a mightly thirst in me." He leaned onto the bar and looded around. </div> <bR> <div> "Kara! You made it!" Ragnar bellowed wrapping his new found friend in a hug."You should write me sometime so I know these things" </div> <bR> <div> "You've been quite the sultry lass here of late in the garden. Shame on you! " His eyes twinkled a little and he winked. "You need to leave a guy a little more room to manuever at times but you ARE a doll!I haven't had that kind of fun in ages!" He took a gulp of the prooffered mead."Hey listen, I promised Tick a Dance, then how about you and I give it a whirl? Hmmm?" </div> <bR> <div> Turning to gaze back at the creme filled room he made a quick scan for that little white creme blob he saw earlier. Admittedly he was a bit sleeping at the time but he could have swore the little elf had kissed him in the garden lodge earlier in an effort to rouse his sleeping form ,surely she hadn't forgotten their dance!He hadn't forgotten the kiss!...that reminds him, he still owes 6th one for that ice water trick. It would have been so much nicer to be awakened by the kiss from a beautiful maiden than...ice water! Hmm...maybe he should fall asleep around these ladies more often!Only cut the water off first! :) </div> <bR> <div> "Oh Ticker where did you go?!" The gentle giant called. </div> <bR> <div> "And you Irony, don't stray too far yourself. The'll be pleanty of more dances before this venture is thru" He smiled his patented chrming smile. </div> <bR> <div> All we need now is a few locust and we'd be on a roll! Er...forget I mentioned that will ya? :) </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><I> -- </I><B>Artickat</B></div> <div> Testing...testing 1,2,3...testing." </div> <bR> <div> Artickat taps on the microphone "Attention everyone!" pointing to a </div> <div> large group of Bullfrogs perched on the bleachers "The Bullfrogs would </div> <div> like to take some requests for songs and they will be lead by the famous </div> <div> 'Bud' frogs!" </div> <bR> <div> Scapers begin to clap and cheer. "But first a song they have been </div> <div> working on for...oh...5 min. or so." Artickat starts clapping and walks </div> <div> off the stage. </div> <bR> <div> "We" </div> <div> "wish" </div> <div> "you" </div> <div> "a" </div> <div> "chain" </div> <div> "re" </div> <div> "ac" </div> <div> "tion," </div> <div> "We" </div> <div> "wish" </div> <div> "you" </div> <div> "a" </div> <div> "chain" </div> <div> "re" </div> <div> "ac" </div> <div> "tion," </div> <div> "and" </div> <div> "four" </div> <div> "shock" </div> <div> "ing" </div> <div> "new" </div> <div> "ep" </div> <div> "is" </div> <div> "odes!" </div> <bR> <div> Any requests?...#%}</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>TickTick</U><I> -- </I><B>“Dance? Did someone say dance?”</B></div> <div> Ticker the blob of whipped cream sat in the corner, trying desperately not to get in a conga line being led by one of the frogs. </div> <bR> <div> "TICKER!" she heard Ragnar call her name. Looking up... way up... from under whipped cream covered hair she saw the Viking heading her way. </div> <bR> <div> "Ah. Ragnar! I thought I heard you. Some shindig, eh?" she asked. </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar smiled. "Well... you know how Scaper parties are... this one is no exception..." he trailed off as he got a good look at her. She was still completely covered in whipped cream. </div> <bR> <div> "Nice look there, Tick..." </div> <bR> <div> Ticker grinned and wiped whipped cream from her dress. "Well, what with all the excitement, I didn't want to leave to clean this stuff off... you got a towel or something?" </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar leaned over the bar and pulled out a few towels. "Here you go, Ticker," he said and handed them to her. </div> <bR> <div> After a few minutes of rubbing and wiping, the elf emerged from her whipped cream cocoon. She looked up and smiled self-consciously. </div> <bR> <div> "How's that?" she asked. </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar stifled a laugh. Sure, most of the whipped topping was gone, but the traces in her hair and on her face really made her look like a bad Chiana impersonation. Her dark purple dress looked more lavender now. And her boots... well... </div> <bR> <div> "You look wonderful," Ragnar said diplomatically. "Now, how about that dance?" </div> <bR> <div> TickTick tossed the towels in the corner, narrowly missing a rather inebriated frog, and grasped the Viking's arm. </div> <bR> <div> "Delighted! Lead the way!" she said with a smile. </div> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>Rae peels herself away from the TV</B></div> <div> for long enough to make a request of the frogs. "Do you know 'Jerimiah was a Bullfrog'? Or how about 'It's not easy being Green'?" </div> <bR> <div> "Young lady," F. Prince demands, "Are you mocking us?" </div> <bR> <div> "Mocking? No, of course not!" Rae protests, managing to keep a straight face. "I would never dream... Would you like to dance?" </div> <bR> <div> "Dance?" </div> <bR> <div> "Sure, guys are like a _hot_ comodity around here. SO, tell me about yourself. An actor, you say? Have you ever worked with Charlton Heston?"</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>artickat</U><I> -- </I><B>waiting</B></div> <div> for her turn to dance with Rangar, artickat walks over to the bar. "How's it going mouse? You got any PUNCH O DOOM back there?" </div> <bR> <div> With a twinkle in her eye mouse produces a tall cold glass of the potent concoction. "Phantom is so nice to keep the party surprising" <sip> "I don't understand why he doesn't join the party...hmmmm." </div> <bR> <div> Artickat turns to Dabee, KaraS, and Irony7 who are all sitting at the bar chatting "How's it going with you guys?" </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>brothermoser</U><I> -- </I><B>Hey! I’m back and ready to party like</B></div> <div> its 999. </div> <bR> <div> Brother Moser is dressed like King Arthur. He heads for the refreshments and grabs a kingsize tankard of ale and a princely portion of Ticker's brownies. </div> <bR> <div> "Does anyone want to be my Queen for the night (or even for a single dance)? Bring out the minstrels!" </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>artickat</U><I> -- </I><B>“ME!”</B></div> <div> aritckat calls to BroMo "I haven't danced yet unless you call sliding across the floor with JilaCosa dancing." He,he! </div> <bR> <div> Artickat runs over to BroMo "Please? me?" #%} </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><I> -- </I><B>What A Party!!!</B></div> <div> JilaCosa watches as artickat and Bromo, Ragnar and TickTick dance around the floor (or perhaps that should be half dancing and half sliding). She smiles to herself and thinks what a great party this has turned out to be. With her holiday spirits soaring she starts at the bar and makes her way around the room giving everyone a hug and (what her mother would call) a peck on the cheek. </div> <bR> <div> (She wouldn't think of doing this at any other time, but with the holidays, the brownies and the punch of doom...... well, you know) </div> <bR> <div> With a flash of lightning and a crash of thunder, The Phantom suddenly appears in the middle of the Ballroom floor. Everyone stops in their tracks and listens. </div> <bR> <div> "You still haven't learned your lesson have you. This is MY domain and no one will party here without my permission. There is still a price to be paid. Bwahahaha!" </div> <bR> <div> As The Phantom swings his cape to make a grand exit he slips in his own whipped creme mess and falls on his butt. "Gribbbet, gribbet." says the frogs at his feet. Everyone howls in laughter while The Phantom stalks off in an indignant huff.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>artickat</U><I> -- </I><B>*SIGH*</B></div> <div> "Story of my life, BroMo is just teasing me." artickat puts her drink down. "Call me a taxi mouse, I got to hit the road." </div> <bR> <div> artickat walks on the stage and up to the microphone. "Hey everybody...just wanted to say party was great and I had fun on the slip and slide! he,he. I am gone until next week but I'm going to try to come back to the party. Don't know if I will be able too...so, if I don't you guys be careful and no drinking and driving." Everyone nods they're heads in agreement. </div> <bR> <div> Love you guys </div> <div> #%}</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><I> -- </I><B>HEY PHANTOM!!!!!</B></div> <div> JilaCosa yells, "Instead of being such a Scrooge why don't you come back and join the party!" </div> <bR> <div> JilaCosa catches artickat at the door, </div> <bR> <div> "I'm so glad you could come to the party. I hope you have a wonderful Holiday and that you can truly come back and join us." ((((((((((((artickat)))))))))))) </div> <bR> <div> In the meantime, the silliness goes on. Everyone has forgotten about The Phantom and his evil temper. Ragnar tries to balance his stein on his forhead and Rae is singing her own rendition of "The Christmas Song" </div> <bR> <div> (Sorry, I can't repeat what Rae was singing but maybe she will.) </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><I> -- </I><B>KaraS taps Ragnar on the shoulder....</B></div> <div> "Hey, put that stein down. You promised me a dance. Pay up bucko!" </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar turns to Kara with a big warm smile (I thought only Jimmy Carter had that many teeth) "Certainly. I just lost track of you. Where did you go?" </div> <bR> <div> "The powder room. Too much whipped cream got in my shoes and my stockings were all sticky. Now they're all soggy but it's an improvement and they'll dry. Time to cut the rug Viking." </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar takes Kara into his arms and they begin to dance. The tune is a slow one (Lady In Red) and Ragnar holds her close. </div> <bR> <div> "Nice party huh?" he says. </div> <bR> <div> "Oh yes." she replies. "But then 'Scaper parties always are. They may be strange. They may be exciting. But they are never dull." </div> <bR> <div> They whirl toward the big tv screen and stop a moment to watch Aeryn give Crichton CPR in The Flax. But the music calls and soon they are dancing again. Soap bubbles start to drift down from the ceiling making the dance seem even more unreal. </div> <bR> <div> "Another surprise, but this time a nice one." Kara says. "The frogs are cool and the whipped cream is only semi unexpected but this is really nice." </div> <bR> <div> Kara puts her head against Ragnar's chest (which she just about reaches) and sighs. All too soon, the music ends and Ragnar dashes off to dance with Raven_Kat. With so few men here his dance card is overfull. </div> <bR> <div> Kara walks back to the bar and comes up behind brothermoser who is sitting on a bar stool. </div> <bR> <div> "You look bored BroMo. Dance with me." </div> <bR> <div> Not giving him time to refuse, Kara jerks him off his stool and onto the dance floor. BroMo dosn't seem too unwilling. As they dance to a fast tune (Stayin' Alive) the lights go out. </div> <bR> <div> "Ha Ha Ha! You have ignored my warnings and now must pay the ultimate price. You will all drown in lime jello!" the Phantom's hollow voice booms. </div> <bR> <div> Lime jello starts to pour down into the room from vents near the ceiling. </div> <bR> <div> "The doors are locked!" Raven_Kat yells from near the big double doors. She and Ragnar try to push the doors open but even the Viking's great strength is to no avail. </div> <bR> <div> Now the lime jello is up to everyone's knees and shows no signs of stopping. Frogs are swimming around in a panic and 'Scapers are sloshing around piling up furniture and making a climb for the balcony near the ceiling. </div> <bR> <div> "Oh, help help!" cries Mouse, standing on top of the bar. </div> <bR> <div> "Intoombed in jello, what a way to go." Sixth moans. </div> <bR> <div> "What a disaster!" BroMo says. </div> <bR> <div> "Hey, wait a minute." Kara says grabbing brothermoser. "I thought YOU were the Phantom! If you're here, who's trying to drown us in jello?" </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>TickTick</U><I> -- </I><B>AAUUUUGGGGHHHH</B></div> <div> Ticker freaks out as she remembers that elves are afraid of green jello... </div> <bR> <div> "Help me! Oh help oh help!!! Oh the elvinity!" she screams as she ducks for cover under the bar. </div> <bR> <div> BroMo is stunned by KaraS's question. He looks around at the lime chaos. </div> <bR> <div> "Hmm... well... uh..." he stammers. </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar brushes jello from his hair and peeks under the bar. </div> <bR> <div> "Tick? You okay?" he asks. JilaCosa joins him. </div> <bR> <div> "What's with her?" she says. Ragnar shrugs. </div> <bR> <div> Mouse wanders over, licking jello from her mouth. "She's scared of jello... all elves are." </div> <bR> <div> "Is it like brownies and astral events? Does it cause strange things to happen to her" Rae asks as she comes over to see. </div> <bR> <div> "Nope. From what I hear, it's just very disturbing." </div> <bR> <div> TickTick is in full "duck and cover" mode - hands over head. </div> <bR> <div> The Scapers huddle around the bar and look for the Phantom... Slowly the jello slows to a trickle... the Scaper partiers watch as the frogs begin eating all the jello... </div> <bR> <div> "Hmm... didn't know they liked the stuff..." artickat murmurs as she wipes jello off her face. </div> <bR> <div> "Is it over yet?" TickTick mutters. Ragnar reaches down, grasps her arm, and pulls her out from under the bar. The Ticker gasps as she sees the jello fallout. "Ah! I can't stand it!" </div> <bR> <div> "It's over. Climb up here," Jila says as the Scapers wipe off a barstool. Ticker hops up on it and they all survey the damage. </div> <bR> <div> "Quite a bash you have going here, Jila! Wonder what's next?" Ragnar says. The Scapers look around...</div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><I> -- </I><B>Here Tick</B></div> <div> Ragnar says as he pours her a mug of warm cocoa and hands it over. "Maybe this will help." </div> <bR> <div> He grabs her hands and puts the hot mug within. Her eyes are squinted momentarially shut as the frogs continue their work on jello clean up. He pats her on her leg and shakes his head smiling. </div> <bR> <div> "They'll have it cleaned up in no time Tick." He sooths. Mouse assumnes a position or her other side, resting a hand on the elven shoulder. </div> <bR> <div> "Uh thanks guys." Her eyes peek open for a moment. " I feel so silly but...but I cann't help it! It's instinctive. Green jello! YUCK!" Ragnar's smile broadens. He turns to the one time Phantom. </div> <bR> <div> "This is some gathering Jila....well how about it BroMo? You confessed to being the Phantom and you're here so...Don't tell me the In2's have been In2 it again and are multiplying." </div> <bR> <div> <<BLOOP>> One last large glob of green jello falls onto....</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><I> -- </I><B><BLOOP> One last large glop</B></div> <div> of green jello falls onto the bar directly beside TickTick. </div> <div> She screams and leaps from the bar stool into Ragnar's arms. </div> <bR> <div> A loud laugh rings through the air and running footsteps are heard leaving the room. </div> <bR> <div> "Well he almost got us again," JilaCosa says, "Thank the Powers That Be that these frogs thrive of green jello." </div> <bR> <div> Rae grabs a cloth and wipes the green jello off the bar and Ragnar puts the still shuddering TickTick back on the barstool. The frogs, having finally finished with the jello, head for the bar to get a drink to wash it all down. </div> <bR> <div> "Gribbitt, how are you doing now Tick," F.Charming asks,"Buurrrrrrppp. Oh, excuse me. Too much jello." </div> <bR> <div> TickTick laughs at this frog with courtly manners. </div> <bR> <div> "Much better now, thank you" she replies. "I still can't get over a frog with such exquisite manners." </div> <bR> <div> "I think the quicker we try to put this behind us, the more it will bother The Phantom." </div> <bR> <div> Then to Bromo's surprise, everyone turns to look at him. </div> <bR> <div> "Well?????" </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><I> -- </I><B>“What are you all looking at me for?”</B></div> <div> brothermoser said. "I was here with you guys." </div> <bR> <div> "This is getting just a little out of hand." Ragnar said. "Someone could have gotten hurt with that last stunt." </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar put his arm around TickTick who was sitting on top of the bar, shuddering with fright. She nestled into his shoulder, too freaked out to be at all concious of her elfly dignity. </div> <bR> <div> "I agree." BroMo said. "Drowning us in jello is going too far. But I didn't do it and I don't know who did!" </div> <bR> <div> The assembled 'Scapers looked at brothermoser with varrying degrees of belief on their faces. </div> <bR> <div> "Well, I've had enough partying tonight." Sixth_Sense_Dreamer remarked. "My elegant party dress is drenched with jello and whipped cream. My new shoes are ruined. And the elaborate coffure which I spent far too much time and money on this afternoon is a total loss." </div> <bR> <div> "Don't leave now. The party's just getting started." Mouse said brightly. </div> <bR> <div> "I have to agree with Sixth." Irony7 said. "This party's over." </div> <bR> <div> JilaCosa looked down at her feet. She had tried so hard to make a good party for her friends and it was a total disaster. </div> <bR> <div> Ragnar, seeing how depressed Jila was over this, reached over and gave her a little hug. Jila sighed. </div> <bR> <div> "But if you leave now, this faux Phantom wins." brothermoser declared. "Whoever he is, he used my practical joke and my nom-de-geure to hurt my friends. I say we stay here and party till the cows come home." </div> <bR> <div> "Gribbit! He's right. Don't leave. Gribbit." Prince F. Charming croaked. </div> <bR> <div> "Gribbit." </div> <bR> <div> "Don't go." </div> <bR> <div> "Stay and play." </div> <bR> <div> Various frogs added their pleas to F. Charming's. The friends looked at eachother, trying to decide. </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Dabee</U><I> -- </I><B>Dabee steps up to the group around the bar</B></div> <bR> <div> Grabbing BroMo by the hand, she declares,"I know you aren't the one who has caused all this chaos!! Let's dance!!" </div> <bR> <div> Leading the way to the huge music center in the corner, she puts on a CD...the opening bars of Santana's "Smooth" rumbles out as she turns to BroMo, slides into his arms and says...."Let's boogie, Bro..No one is gonna spoil this for Jila!!" </div> <bR> <div> As the music rolls across the room, bodies begin to gyrate to the catchy beat..frogs as well as people..and spirits rise, as the friends gathered realize it will take more than a few glitches to stop these Scapers from having a good time!!! </div> <bR> <div> Dabee winks at Jila as she and BroMo dance by.."Join us!" she calls..and the others grin and look at each other..as far back in the shadows a dark shape watches them intently...</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>mouse in the lab</U><I> -- </I><B>Well all this danger has</B></div> <div> made me thirsty! Mouse steps around the bar and pours herself a LARGE margarita! And after that, she carefully climbs up on top of the bar and joins in the dancing to "Smooth" (it is her favorite, you know). Unless someone else wants to dance with her??</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Sixth Sense Dreamer</U><I> -- </I><B>Sixth leans over and...</B></div> <div> rings the Jell-o out of her hair. She wipes her face with one corner of her dress and takes a look at herself in the mirrior. </div> <bR> <div> Her hair is green, her face is green, her skin... </div> <bR> <div> *hey* 6th thinks to herself, *actually this isn't a bad look for me! Being entirely green, I look more like a fairy than ever!* </div> <bR> <div> She turns to the others. "Ok, I'll stay. Rag, Bromo, when you're not busy dancing with all the other ladies, would either of you be able to find it in your heart to share a dance with a poor lost soul such as myself? I'm a little sticky, but I can dance!"</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>There’s always room for jello!</B></div> <div> "You okay, Ticker?" (((((((((((Tick)) "Good. "'Cause we are NOT about to let a couple of perishable food items ruin this party! Right everybody?" </div> <bR> <div> Scattered cries of "yeah" and "right" </div> <bR> <div> "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!" Rae bellows. </div> <bR> <div> "RIGHT!!!" </div> <bR> <div> "Okay, then resume partying!" Rae sits down at the bar next to Tick and pours them each a drink. "Wow, who knew being an elf involved so many rules." </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>RagnarRB</U><I> -- </I><B>Taking 6th by the hand</B></div> <div> Ragnar leads her onto the dance floor . </div> <bR> <div> "Don't go away Mouse, I'll be back!" </div> <bR> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><I> -- </I><B>Sitting on a bar stool....</B></div> <div> KaraS humms to herself. Jello and whipped cream go together nicely. She asks Mouse to fix her a drink with lime jello in it and enjoys the sweet beverage immensley. </div> <bR> <div> *Who is this new Phantom?* Kara wonders. *And what will he do next?* </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>JilaCosa</U><I> -- </I><B>JilaCosa walks onto the stage....</B></div> <div> and picks up the microphone. </div> <bR> <div> "Hey, everyone, can I have your attention for just a moment?" </div> <bR> <div> Everyone looks to the stage. </div> <bR> <div> "Before this party goes too much further I want to thank All of you for coming to my party and staying after all of this." She gestures around the room. "You have made my first party so much fun for ME that I am sure that I will try doing this again sometime." JilaCosa raises her glass to give a toast to the room. "Thanks again, and I'd like to wish you all a Very Happy New Year." </div> <bR> <div> A very loud roar fills the room. It sounds of pain and anguish. JilaCosa drops the microphone in fright, while everyone else steps a little closer to the person(s) they are next to for possible protection. Who knows what that Phantom has up his sleeve this time. </div> <bR> <div> In the midst of the quiet there is heard a "Gribbitt" and everyone jumps, and then laughs when the tension is released in the room. </div> <bR> <div> "Frell!" bromo yells "I thought we were really in for it that time."</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Dabee</U><I> -- </I><B>Dabee strolls back over to the bar and...</B></div> <div> sits down with Tick,Rae,and Kara...she picks up her Margarita, takes a healthy swallow, and sighs..."Ahhh...now this is more like it!" </div> <bR> <div> She settles down to ponder the possible identity of this new, shadowy figure with the others..as the clock ticks away the hours leading up to the new year.... </div> <bR> <div> The dancers swirl around, laughter fills the air..Dabee waves at Jila across the room and smiles..</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>Overcome by sentiment</B></div> <div> or maybe it's just the cheap bubbly, Rae wanders over to Jila and gives her a big hug. "Thanks for the great party, and for finally deciding to join us." ((((((((JilaCosa))))))))) </div> <div> "Happy New Year." </div> <div> Rae wanders back to the bar. "Ragnar, save a dance for me, okay?" </div> <bR> <div> I love ya' all! </div> <div> HAPPY NEW YEARS!!! </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Dabee</U><I> -- </I><B>As the huge grandfather clock in the</B></div> <div> corner starts tolling out midnight...Dabee looks out from the shadowy corner she stands in..she raises the glass of champagne and silently toasts Jila and the others..as she sips from the glass, then sets it down on the bar, she catches Jila's eye over Rae's shoulder...smiling, she gives Jila a 'thumbs up" before she turns, gathering her skirts around her, and quietly glides from the room..heading home to finish ringing in the new year with Navoo and the rest of the family who were waiting patiently for her..</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>KaraS</U><I> -- </I><B>Great Party Jila</B></div> <div> Despite the Phantom this was a great bash. Can't wait for the next one</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>mouse in the lab</U><I> -- </I><B>Thanks for the great party Jila!</B></div> <div> Mouse packs up her stuff, wipes the jello and whipped cream out off her hair, and gives Jila and the group a big hug. </div> <bR> <div> May we all have a new year better than the last. </div> <bR> <div> Love, Mouse</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <U>Raven Kat</U><I> -- </I><B>“Thanks for the party, JilaCosa!”</B></div> <div> It was a blast!" </div> <bR> <div> (((((((((((((JilaCosa)))))))))))) </div> <bR> <div> Keep posting, honey! </div> <bR> <div> Peace and Happy New Year, </div> <div> Rae</div> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>