Click clack

[Illianna Wolfsong]

*click clack*

 

I was roused from a deep sleep. After the fog of confusion started to lift, I tried to figure out what had woken me, and for that matter when had I fallen asleep?

 

It was a sound. I'm sure of it.

 

I strained to listen.

 

Thick silence blanketed my ears.

 

Perhaps it was simply something from within a dream.

 

As I began to straighten out my wrinkled clothing and to shake off the last residual effects of my unplanned nap, the sound rose again. It was very clear and distinct. I froze.

 

*click clack*

 

Okiedokie... from here, it's up to each of you. Start from this point, not the from where the person above you left off. What is the sound? What is the situation? What do you want to do with it?

 

*grins*

Edited June 13, 2003 by Illianna Wolfsong

[WrenWind]

*click clack*

 

It is driving me nuts

 

*click clack*

 

pause then

 

*click clack*

 

Over and over again, the sound is begining to eat at my brain.

 

Here I sit in my pit with the railroad tracks above me the only light I see is in flashes from between each of the coal cars as they fly by to destinations unknown.

 

*click clack*

 

Two more years of this and maybe i will be able to pay the company store back and get my own place.

 

*lifts the pick axe and goes back to work trying to shut out the noise*

 

 

 

*click clack*

[Sorciere]

It was definitely coming from inside the house.

 

*click clack*

 

Where were the children, could they hear it?

 

*click clack*

 

My worry for the boys freed my feet from their place on the carpet and I slowly crept across the hall, trying to quickly get to the boys but not disturb whatever it was that was causing that noise.

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

They were coming more frequently and getting louder now and I could feel my heart in my throat, it's pulse competing with the infernal *click clack*.

 

*click clack*

 

I reached the door to boy's room and I could hear them giggling to themselves. They obviously heard nothing.

 

*click clack*

 

I opened the door slowly and peered in.

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

 

"Johnny!!!! Stop flicking that light switch!!!"

[Wyvern]

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

Melba's right hand trembles in rage as it scribbles messy words over a sheet of paper using a fine quill. The Almost Secretary desperatly tries to ignore the annoying sounds as they continue to echo throughout the office, but to no avail...

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

Melba grits her teeth and rubs her throbbing temple as the sounds suddenly speed up drastically...

 

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

 

Finally unable to take it any longer, Melba tosses her quill to the ground in anger and turns her angry gaze towards Wyvern, pointing a finger at the lizard and booming:

 

"That does it, you overgrown lizard! I've had enough!!! Stop clicking on that pen, or else I'll force you to stop!"

 

Grinning sinisterly at his desk, Wyvern sticks out his forked tongue at Melba and continues clicking on his Pen, only to stop and go pale as Melba whips out one of her many spare shotguns. Aiming the device at Wyvern and growling "drop the Pen," Melba loads the gun with a hollow

 

*CLICK CLACK*

[Lady Celes Crusader]

*click clack*

 

Its coming from outside the room

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

*click clack*

 

Its pace is quickening

 

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

 

Its getting annoying, I need sleep, I need this to end

 

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

 

That's it, I have enough! I slipped out of my bed and I head out toward the computer room. Then, I tap on the seat of an empty chair and wait.

 

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

 

Carbone walks over the chair and jumps at her seat. I've looked down at her, stroking her head, while noticing how long her claws are, long enough to make noise at each steps she makes...

[Xaious, Master of Time]

*Click Clack*

*Click Clack*

*Click Clack*

 

"Turn that thing..."

 

*Click Clack*

*Click Clack*

 

"And Chief is jus..."

 

*Click Clack*

 

"Am I ranting again?"

 

*Click Clack*

*Click Clack*

 

"Where is that coming from?"

 

 

*Click Clack*

 

"Must be my jaw..."

 

*Click Clack*

*Click Clack*

*Click Clack*

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

"Go to SLEEP!"

 

"Excuse me for ranting."

 

*Click Clack*

 

The end came.

[Damon Inferel]

*click clack*

 

Well now, what have we here? Ah, dear me, it appears that we have a dysfunctional cricket. Ah, my little friend, so you not know how to chirp as the rest do?

 

*click clack*

 

Oh, that sounds awful. You say that you do know how to chirp, yet a dreadful child of husky build paused to glance at you for a moment. Well now, what might that have to do with anything, if you don't mind my asking?

 

*click clack*

 

Ah, I see. The common instinct for a cricket to pounce away out of fear is not an inhereted gene in your family? And thus, you came to look closer at this awestruck child?

 

*click clack*

 

Yes, and he proceeded to watch you skitter about on his gelatinous palm for a moment or two before he twitched too quickly and you leapt in his face. All right, then what?

 

*click clack*

 

My, my, I feel sorry for you. This dreadful child, this horrid excuse for a person, this flagellant rotund bulk of an insidious blob took his fear out on your leg and... dear me! He... tore it off?! Slowly?! You must have felt awful, being dealt that excruciating blow, despite the miniscule size of your brain. Please, I meant no offense.

 

*click clack*

 

Thank you for your understanding. I have but two questions to ask you my fellow insect comrade. Why is it that you *click clack*, as opposed to chirp, and/or, how is it that you do it?

 

*click clack*

 

Oh, how silly of me not to notice! You are clicking all of your heels together, and the clack comes from the momentany struggle of seperating the softly serrated barbs. The sound, it is so miniscule, but I could not help but notice it, being but a mere kitten with my natural hearing capability.

 

*click clack*

 

Oh, forgive me, the other question. Where is this boy?

 

*click clack*

 

Thank you friend, I shall avenge you. Perhaps you had best not watch, and I would suggest that you run along before I attach an appettite to you. Instinct, nothing more... so please, run along.

 

*click clack*

*click clack*

*click clack*

 

Meow!

 

*claws clicking, skin clacking gainst the pavement*

 

(I'm so morbid... Eep. I think the last part may have ruined it, but I just had to kill that kid. I nearly pass out from crying if I consciously hurt a living thing... no joke. {exception:Vance})

[Valdar and Astralis]

*click clack*

Did you call me?

 

*click clack*

What is it now?

 

*click clack*

My mind wanders

 

*click clack*

It's time for bed

 

*click clack*

GET OUT OF MY HEAD

 

*click clack*

Wait, what were we supposed to do again?

 

Valdar very carefully removes the shiny that was tapping inceacently on another and pockets it

Edited June 17, 2003 by Valdar and Astralis

[Rhapsody]

*click clack*

 

"Go away. Its not yet morn."

 

*click clack*

 

"My mind is still fuzzy.

My body's still worn."

 

*click clack*

 

"Come to haunt me again in my sleep?"

 

*click clack*

 

"Feeling your oats, you equine freak?"

 

*click clack*

 

"Okay!" I glance through the curtains

Where light creeps through.

Through my dreams...

Of riding Seattle Slew.

 

*click clack*

*click clack*

*Click Clack*

*Click Clack*

 

Sweet Jesus! Dawn, an ungodly hour.

These beasts wield such arbitrary power.

 

*CLICK CLACK*

 

Muscles burning

Stomach churning.

Yet the soul is learning.

 

*CLICK CLACK*

*CLICK CLACK*

 

Round the gilt ribbon, we fly

Hearts soaring, now kin to the sky

This savage garden I know as the racetrack

This surrogate for wings, atop this horse's back.

*CLICK CLACK CLICK CLACK*

 

'Catch ya next time, cowboy!'

Rhapsody rides off into the sunrise, her mount's hoofbeats slowly fading away.

Edited June 17, 2003 by Rhapsody