looking around.... (2)

looking around.... (2)

Viridian -- “Where did Zee go?”

Viridian asked Ragnar. "He flew in here like Tarzan and now he's disappeared again." She shook her head. "Man, that guy has more gadgets than anyone else I ever met."

Ragnar knelt down and began to dab up the dripping paint that had begun pooling on the floor. " I wish Spyral would use oils like you do," he said.

"You don't paint murals with oil based paint," Viridian replied, "too slow to dry and too smelly. Speaking of painting..." She went over to where Beebo was straightening the furniture and retrieved the canvas she had set down to fight the fire. "This is the strangest thing kids, look at this-- it's like I painted someone else's painting." She held it up to show Ragnar; then gasped at what she saw. There, on the canvas were their friends, frozen in flight.

Ragnar looked puzzled. "Why, it's..."

"DRUMHELLER????" Beebo cried, staring at the mirror in her hand.

Raven-Kat -- “It’s about bloody time!”

Rae snaps as the mirror comes to life. "Talk to them, Drum." Rae reaches under her robes and pulls out two PK-issue pitols, (pretty militant for a pacifist) one of which she tosses to Mouse. Cursing quietly to herself, she taps the badge again. "Pilot, where's our backup?"

"Is everything okay down there? My sensors indicate a... flash-fire near your location.... I would... hesitate to send anybody down there at this point."

"Don't cut me off, baby!" Rae begs into the comminucator, raising eyebrows.

Inside the hut, the group hears screams. Mouse rasies her weapon. "Rae?"

"Uh, yeah. In we go..." Rae raises her pistol and gives the door a kick...

Drumheller -- “Finally!”

"HELP!!!", Drumheller cried into the mirror. "We're trapped

in the painting! You've got to find a way to get us out!!"

"And what the frell did you guys do to my painting!", Spyral

said over Drum's shoulder. "It's like everythings melting

Suddenly, a deep growl echos through the forest. "Oh great,

what now!", Kaybe said.

Zeearctune -- Wow Action Packed

The view from the swing is great?

Viridian -- Ragnar looked at Beebo and Viridian,

"They're trapped in the PAINTING???"

"How do we get them out?" Beebo asked.

The three stepped away from the part of the image that had melted. The closer they got to the undamaged mural, they more they could feel the pull of the picture. At five feet away, it felt like a tickle, but when they stepped closer, invisible fingers seemed to yank at them.

"I can repair the damaged image," Viridian said, but how do I do that and not get sucked in?"

Ragnar smiled at her . "Maybe oil and water really don't mix."

Viridian's eyes widened. "OH! You smart fellow! And I do have a paint sprayer!" She grabbed Beebo's arm. "Would you help me? I got to get a bunch of stuff from my studio!" She handed Ragnar her picture and the two women took off.

"Rag, hold down the fort!" Beebo shouted as they ran back into the mansion.

Ragnar backed away from the mural and sat down with his back to the opposite wall. He studied the little painting; dark, thick clouds were forming in the distance. "Drum?' he said into the mirror, "don't worry, we have a plan."

"I hope." he murmured to himself.

strscrm -- strscrm sticks his head in

and wonder what the frell is happening , a lizard, a unicorn talking, people traped in a painting, a ogre

strscrm shackes his head goes sits down in the chair and watches all the exectiment.

what have i got myself into this time(rolls eyes and looks up to the sky)

KaraS -- “Um, guys?” Kara said

"I very much appreciate the rescue and all but would it be too much trouble to UNTIE ME!"

Spyral dumped the trussed up Scoobette to the ground and started to work on the tough twine.

"Sorry." he mumbled.

"Hurry up there Spyral." Mouse said. "The fire's getting closer."

"I can't untie the knots." Spyral said.

"You'd better do something fast." Rae said.

"This is useless." Spyral said. "These knots are too tight."

"Let's carry her out of here." Drumheller said.

Drum and Spyral picked Kara back up and carried her slung between them, trying to make as much speed as they could.

"Get me out of these ropes guys." Kara said as she was pulled through brush and weeds. "Now guys. SpyRAL?!"

But the others were in too much of a hurry to listen.

Chryse74 -- “Sorry Kara”

"But we don't have the time!" says Ragnar.

"We've got to stay ahead of that melting stuff! There's no telling what'll happen if it catches us," says Rae.

Ananda the unicorn and her foal suddenly take off toward a meadow. Chryse hear Ananda in her head *follow me, follow me! I know a safe place* "Follow the unicorns guys! She knows where she's going!" yells Chryse.

The gang is confused, but follow the unicorns. They end up near a fairy ring of standing stones. "Quick, everyone, inside the circle! "

Putting Kara down, Spyral manages to untie her. She sits up rubbing her wrists and ankles and looking around.

"You're sure we're safe here Chryse?"asks Kaybe.

"No, actually, I'm not, Ananda says it safe though and I'm not about to argue with her. Besides, I feel safe here. Don't you feel it?" There is indeed a feeling of peace within the circle. Looking outside, the melting effect seems to have slowed down a bit.

"This is a place of power." says Rae, "I can feel it all around me. Do you feel it too, Drum?"

"Come to think of it, yes, I do. My magic seems to feel stronger here." replies Drum.

"Good, can you guys pull off some kind of spell to get us out of here?" asks Mouse.

*fzzzzz bbbzzzttt* sparks start flying from the communicator. "Rae, ffffzzzzzttttt, where bbbzzzztttt, can't find rrrrzzzzzttttttt disappeared...." is all that is heard of Pilot.

"What was that? What happened to the communicator?" asks Kara

"It's the time distortion effect, " announces Ananda, astounding everyone by talking directly to everyone. All eyes turn toward the unicorn as she continues, "The circle is a place of power, you were correct, Rae.It slows down time inside of it. That piece of machinery can't deal with that. I brought you here to give you time to decide what to do. I believe the ratio is about 10 microts in here to 6 microts out there. It's not much, but more than you had before. "

RagnarRB -- While waiting

for the return of the ladies and their paint, Ragnar kept one watchful eye on the mural and the other on the mutt and jeff pair of squirls that had taken up resisence by a spilled bag of pecans like an audience in the peanut gallery.

*Sigh....geeze gang how did you get in there anyway? In an even heavier thought just how many times did this make now? He was beginning to loose count.

Lets see, he'd been chasing Phantoms,pied by deranged turkeys bent on world freedom for oppressed fowl everywhere, caught in the park with a giant TickTick, chased Santa to the depths of the Northpole, been lost in astral projections where a pink bunny suit seemed to be his allowed atire, sucked into Lockinars world, hunting lost rubber duckies, which still have yet to be found.*Heavy sigh that. Boy this Scaper business was beginning to get dangerous. What happen to the good old days of pilliage, plunder, and putting big hickeys on all the fair damsels?

....okay so he's a little bashful to run around putting hickeys on ALL the fair damsels. Besides THAT would be dangerous work. What if he missed one!

*I wonder if you can get insurance for this kind of thing?

Say now thats an Idea. Probably issued by ACME though. Then there's the question of who to leave it to.

"Oh hi strscrm..." The contemplative viking murmers at his latest companions arrival. Without real thought he began tapping his fingers on the picture of Viridians he held while he tried to decide on a miullion dollar policy or two. Such tough decisions in life.

JilaCosa -- BOOM....BOOM....BOOM

The noise becomes thunderous and the ground shakes under their feet.

The group tries to protect their hearing by putting their hands over their ears.

"Rae, check the mirror again. Is something else happening in the Tree house?"

Meanwhile, back in the Treehouse

Ragnar sits thinking, unconsciously tapping, and waiting for Viridian and Beebo's return.

>>>Watch this.<<< one squirrel says and tosses a chunk of pistachio nut at Ragnar. *Plop* The nut bounces off the top of Ragnar's head. He swipes at the area absent-mindedly and goes back to his thinking.

>>>Let me try that!<<< his fuzzy tailed companion says grinning and tosses another nut chunk at the Viking. *Plop* This nut bounces off Ragnar's shoulder. The two squirrels chuckle as the Big Human brushes at his shoulder and looks around to see who could be fooling around at such a time as this.

>>>One more try?<<< the first squirrel says with an evil grin.

>>>Sure, why not. If there's going to be any excitement in this place I guess we're going to have to make it.<<< The fuzzy tailed one answers, starting to chew on a piece of walnut.

So the squirrel picks up a large walnut piece and throws it with everything its got.

*WHACK!!!* Right into the back of Ragnar's head.

"What the.....!?!" Ragnar yells, jumping out his chair and spinning around to the direction the hit came from. The squirrels would have looked innocent enough sitting and eating their snack had they not thought the Big Human's reaction was so funny that they fell over laughing.

Raven-Kat -- “RAGNAR”

Rae screams at the mirror. "Stop playing with the squirels! Damnit, I KNOW you can hear me! RAGNAR!!!" Rae hands the mirror back too Drum and *finally* gets around to cutting Kara's ropes.

"Rae..." static over the intercomn.

"Damn, I just lost pilot! Give me that mirror." Rae swipes the mirror from Drum and begins chanting into it.

In the tree-house, the mirror begins to slide back and forth across the table and glow more brightly then before. Finally, it emitts a high-pitched whine.

"What the--" Ragnar walks over to the table and picks up the mirror. Bad idea. The metal is so hot in his hands that he drops it and the mirror breaks, loosing its power in the process.

Rae screams and drops her own mirror. "Damn! I hate when they do that." She examines her hands for burns before turning to the others. "Time for plan B."

"You HAVE a plan B?" Mouse asks.

"Uh, that would be your job..." Rae turns her back to the group and begins fiddling with her communicator, trying to raise Pilot again.

RagnarRB -- Ut Oh!

Ragnar mumbles and hisses shaking his hand vigerously as if to cool it. Little white blisters were beginning to form on two fingers. What ever had happened that blasted thing was HOT!!!

He turned towards the mural, fearful that he'd find some new scorched spot to corrispond with the mirrors obvious heating. Nope the painting still oozed down the wall a bit but looked pretty much the same.That left the fate of the mirror itself.

*Sigh, deffinately broken in many pieces. How was he supposed to talk to the gang now?...

....how was he supposed to escape the seven years bad luck rumored to go with breaking a mirror?

"Anybody have any superglue?" He asks aloud

strscrm -- strscrm tour of the mansion

my name is strscrm King strscrm a transfomer

raidation wave hit me and i got shot though a wormhole

I'm lost in some distance part of the universe

in a treehouse a living treehouse filled with some strange

listan please is there anyone out there that can hear me

i'm be hunted by a insane crazy (______)

i'm just looking for a way home

strscrm gets up from chair and turns the tv

thinking to self what a strange show, he turns

toward Ragner hey you shound't touch that mirror oops to late oh well i think i go exploring

strscrms wanders around the treehouse looking at all the nice things, hey whats behind this door Ranger turns toward str no don't open that, what strscrms saids as he opens the door and insently gets suck in and the door closes behind him

Ranger shugs shoulders

.........................well this is a really dark room ,str says I wonder where i'm now i can,t see a thing

strscrm stars walking in the really big dark room when all of the sudden he hears a QUACK um some type of water fowl

it seems to be comming from over there str starts walking towards the sound.

strscrm -- strscrm tour the end

str flys back toward the treehouse transforming back into human robot mode at the last second walking though the door

HI again ragnar i'm back you should post warnings on those damn door and what the freel was with the duck

Viridian -- Beebo looked around Viridian’s studio

and shook her head. "This place is a mess!"

"I know, I know," Vi mumbled as she rummaged through a box. "I gotta lot of stuff going on. Here, take these." she handed Beebo two pairs of goggles and two paint resprirator masks. She pointed over to a coat rack on the wall. "Go put one of those smocks on."

"Eeeeeewwww, not the pink one!"

Viridian glared at Beebo. "Very funny. That one is mine." She marched over to a large metal cabinet and pulled out her industrial strength paint sprayer. Putting on her (lovely, damn it!) pink painting smock, she stuffed her pockets with tubes of paint & brushes. She unlocked a drawer and took out a small bottle of clear fluid. She checked to make sure the cap was on tight and carefully put it in her pocket. Beebo watched in fascination.

"What's that?" she asked.

"Insta-dri," Viridian replied. "Very expensive, but VERY effective. A little tiny bit goes a long, long way." She took a paint respirator from Beebo and slipped it over her head. Then she put a pair of goggles on. "Okay Beebo! Smocks on?"

"Yup!" Beebo replied.

"Respirator ready? Goggles on?"

"Okay! You carry those cans of paint and I will take the sprayer and this reeeaaally long extension cord. Are you ready to save Sypral's world?"

"HA!" Beebo shouted, "We are Wild Women to the rescue!!!"

With that, the Wild Women ran out of the studio toward the Treehouse.

Kaybe0 -- As the group inside the mural sit inside the

circle of stones, and try to figure out what to do, Kaybe thinks to herself half out loud, "Gosh I'm hungry. I know everyone else is too. I wish we had a magic pizza right about now. One that produces what ever any one wants as they take a piece." *As she giggles at her own thoughts,

POOF!!! A very large pizza appears in the middle of the circle. "Wow, Kay, how did you do that?" says Kara looking at the pizza as if it might bite. "Uh, I don't know, honest" said Kay in total amazement. "This is a magical mural", said the unicorn in her quiet voice. "You wished for a pizza, and you got one." *Jilla opened the lid and there was a mouthwatering cheese pizza, enough for everyone. "But, it's all cheese", said Rae looking away from her comunicator at the pizza. Her stomach was beginning to growl. "You wished for a pizza that everyone would like, didn't you?" asked Spyrel, having overheard her request. "Yes", said Kay. "Oh well." And she reached for a piece of pizza. As she touched the slice she was going to take, the topping became full of the most delicious looking pepperonis you could imagine. Smiling in delight, Kay explained, "This is exactly what I wanted", as she sunk her teeth into the pizza. Yelling in delight, everyone grabs for a piece, and magically gets exactly what they wanted. "Well", says Drum around a mouthful of pizza, "While we are figuring out a way to get out of here, we may as well feed our tummies, as well as our minds." Chryse tentavely takes a piece and then smiling, bites down, and then As Mouse goes to take a piece of the delicious pizza, she looks over at the baby unicorn peeking our from behind it's mother. Feeling very motherly she holds out a piece for the baby unicorn. Everyone looks with interest to see what choice the small animal would make.

RagnarRB -- Wonder what’s keeping the ladies

Ragnar yawned....as he waited. He wasn't about to get too close to the mural but curiocity was taking its toll. He stopped tapping the picture of Viridians and placed in aside, face down.

"Now if I was Spyral what would I be doing? In the last astral projection all you had to do was think about something enough and poof! there it was. Wonder if this one works the same?"

Beebo2 -- Just as Vi and Beebo....

got to the door of the treehouse a HUGE gust of wind sent them flying through the air. They were caught in a whirlwind of debris spiraling up and away from the treehouse and the Farsacpe Mansion. The goggles they had on their faces protected their eyes from the debris and the drop cord they were carrying held them to the manision. They were being ripped around like kites in a tornado. (at least some of you will get the irony here)As the winds began to die they noticed a couple of squirrels fly by, holding onto what appeared to be a bowl of some kind.

They were returning to the treehouse. Unfortunately, they were returning to the TOP of the treehouse. The tips of the branches scratched and tore at them as they decended back to the ground, crashing through the branches and through some sort of hammock attached to the trunk of the tree.

PLOP ! PLOP! Both girls fell into a papazon chair on either side of Ragnar.

"What? What? WHO?" the Viking shouted. "Beebo, Viridian! Where have you been?"

"So, What took you so long?" the Viking asked. "I've been waiting FOREVER!"

Beebo and Viridian looked at each other and began to laugh. Uncontrollable laughter. They laughed until the tears were streaming down their faces.

Ragnar looked at them as if they had lost their minds. Which only made the ladies laugh even harder.

"Ummm, Viridian? That "pretty" Pink smock looked pretty good up their in all that wind. It is probably what saved us on the way back down. Do you still have the "insta dry" and the paints?" Beebo asked between her laughter

"Uh, well let me check this out. Yes, I have the stuff, I guess we could get to work now. But Beebo? I know the goggles were a good idea, but next time, do you think you could keep your eyes from doing that "bugging out" thing? I almost lost the cord when I saw your face!" Viridin laughed again.

Viridian and beebo said in unison.."Wild Women!"

Ragnar looked at the girls and shook his head. "Women, never will I understand...."

RagnarRB -- About that time

...two stirred up squirrles and a bowl full of "nuts" made a strategic landing in Ragnar's lap and his eyes did a little bugging out of their own! ooooufff!!!

The ladies began to hoot with laughter. Ragnar's jaw fluttered, in motions like a fish breathing under water.

>>>>>Did we save the nuts?<<<<< one squirrle asked, the other peering into the bowl, a nut shell dangling from its ear.

>>>>>all but a couple...<<<<<<

(sorry if this is in poor taste but it just popped into my head when I read Beebo's line about her and Vi landing on either side of me. You see the way my luck runs this IS how it would happen in real life....back to our regularly scheduled programing.)

Raven-Kat -- Fiddling with her communicator,

Rae announces, "I think it may still be working. Reception bites, and it looks like the reciever is shot, but it might still be sending."

"Well, use it, then!" Mouse snaps.

"Right. Pilot, come in, Pilot. If you can hear us--we can not hear you. We need help, NOW! Our world is falling apart, and assistance would be greatly appreciated. Come on, baby, don't make me sick the MMOC on you..."

SunAeryn -- “I hate it when RL

gets in the way", Sun muttered as she tried to find her Scooby pals. She had searched the grotto and every other level of the quickly growing FS Mansion and finally stopped in the Kitchen. While sitting in the Kitchen she noticed something pink swirling in the air and decided to find out what the frell it was. She made her way up a long set of stairs and was in the room that had that door with the oak tree on it( is that right?). She looked at the other doors, just to make sure she hadn't been sucked into "The Nightmare Before Christmas" movie. The other doors were plain. Sun pushed on the door and saw the tree house and Beebo and Viridian falling through the branches. "That's gonna leave a mark" she thought as she walked towards the treehouse. Sun knew nothing of the importance of not getting to close to the murals(hey, rl has gotten in the way again). So little did she(or any of her pals) know that she had walked right into one of the murals. She did hear Ragnar yelling something but it was to late....she was in one of the murals and couldn't get out.

(ok, someone make up what mural I'm in.....I don't care. I've missed a lot and haven't the time to read about all of them. :) Thanks!)

Kaybe0 -- As Vi, Beebo, and Ragnar watched

in horror, Sun dissapeared into the mural into the sky that Spyral had painted.

*Landing with a plop into some sort of room, Sun looks around her. "Where the frell am I?" she wonders out loud. Getting up from the floor, she has an uncanny feeling about the place. The room looked so familier, but, she couldn't put her finger on it. "I don't remember ever being here before." she thinks to herself. "Why do I feel like I know this place? It couldn't be a room in the mansion, could it?

How did I walk inside of a mural, anyway?"

*As she walks around exploring the room, the feeling of familiarity grows stronger. The room is mostly gray, but there are colors here and there. The room almost feels as if it is breathing. As if it knows she is there. Going through the door into a hallway, the feeling of familiarity keeps growing. "I must have been here before. But, when?"

As she continues down the hallway, she hears noises, and the hair feels prickly on the back of her neck. Trying to remember just exactly what was in the painting so she could decide if this was a safe place to be, she creeps slowly towards the noise, and as she draws closer, she begins to make out words and voices. They are so familier. Just as she starts to make out the sentences, a gun is stuck into her back, and a woman's voice said "Who the frell are you? Turn around slowly. Hey John, Pilot was right. There was someone on the ship! I have her right here! Now, turn around so I can see you!"

*John, Pilot? Shock came over Sun. And then realization. She had walked into Spyrals painting of Moiya! As John and the others come out of the room, Sun starts laughing. She is on Moiya! She turns around to face Aeryn.

Viridian -- “SUNNIE!!!!!!!” Beebo yelled as she

lunged toward Sun's disappearing form. She slid across the floor; Ragnar grabbed her by the ankles. She was so close-- too close. Beebo could feel the pull of the mural...dragging her closer and closer. Ragnar grunted with the effort to pull her back; they were both sliding across the floor. A loud mechanical noise started up behind them and a milky white mist flew over their heads and landed on the part of the mural that Beebo was closest too. Suddenly, the pull was gone. Beebo and Ragnar collapsed on the floor. They looked up to see Viridian smiling sweetly, paint sprayer in hand.

"What the frell was that?" asked Beebo.

"Water based polyurethane," Viridan replied. "Puts down a nice seal, dries super fast-- Lordy, I love the stuff!"

*Weird wild woman with paint sprayer,* Ragnar thinks. *This could be scary.*

Viridian went over to the melted part of the wall and sprayed around the outer edges. "This should make it safe for us to work. Okay kids, let's start painting."

Eloise -- Hiya guys

(Eloise has finally found the Scoobie gang's new playplace and quickly makes herself at home.)

"Whatcha doin'?" She asks Vi, Beebo and Ragnar.

"Vi, Beebo, you two look funny." Eloise giggles "Is this a Superhero Crichton look-a-like contest?"

"Ha Ha" reply the wild women.

"No" answers Ragnar, "we're trying to fix Spyral's mural so we can figure out a way to save the Scoobie gang who are trapped in the painted forest except for SunAeryn who ended up on the painted Moya." Rag points toward the little ship which is just disappearing behind a painted clump of leaves.

"Oh" says Eloise. "Take a breath big guy. Hey mind if I have a look around?"

"Sure go ahead, but stay away from the mural." he replied.

Eloise begins her snooping in the fridge. After grabbing a Pepsi, she heads toward a flight of stairs she hopes is a lookout tower. She is not disappointed.

"COOL! I can see for miles!"

After enjoying the view for awhile she begins to look around the small room.

Seconds later she tumbles out of the stairwell and into the floor. "Guys, you'll never believe what I found!" she puffs, out of breath. "I think its a secret note! I found it stuffed between the floorboards up there."

But Vi, Beebo and Ragnar seems to busy to notice. So Eloise carefully unnfolds the yellowed piece of paper and reads....

KaraS -- As the Scooby’s inside the mural

finnished their pizza, a funny sight met their eyes. Outsid the stone circle, the melted scenery was reforming. But it looked a little different than what Spyral had created.

Instead of a deep, mysterious forrest full of streams and waterfalls and mythical creatures, a flat plain was forming. The plain was covered by waist high grass. Off in the distance, a city came into being.

"Um, Spyral? What's going on?" Kara asked.

The angel sighed. "I was afraid of this. They are repainting the mural out there."

"Well that's good isn't it?" Mouse asked. "Now we son't be engulfed by that chaos of melting paint."

"True. But there are new dangers now." Spyral explained. "I have no idea what they are painting or how it will react with my picture. If the subject matter is TOO jarringly different there could be...side effects."

"What kind of side effects?" Raven_Kat asked in a dangeroulsy calm voice.

"I'm not sure." Spyral said. "But we won't like them."

Out on the plain, the city of red and green skyscrapers was becoming more destinct. A cloud of smog began to form over it. Shapes, to tiny in the distance to be identified, began to move out of the city, towards their position. Many many shapes.

"I've got a bad feeling about this." Kara said...

RagnarRB -- Squinting

Ragnar took a gander at what seemed to be a stream of ants comeing out of what was SUPPOSED to be a small cottage to give the gang shelter. If that monstrocity that looked like a city skyline was a cottage Ragnar'd be tared and feathered...oppps better not have that kind of thought so close to the mural.

"Viridian!?" Ragnar looked sternly at his friend. "I'm no artist but WHAT ARE YOU PAINTING IN THERE? I thought we agreed on a cottage to give them shelter!"