Re: McGeiger: The Secret Base

Postby AlexUSA » Fri Dec 26, 2014 5:49 pm

McGeiger: "Hello. My name is Jason Peterson, but my enemies and my colleagues know me as 'McGeiger.' You will learn why later. This here is the story of the battle between me and my enemy, Ironhands, a villain funded by ALoE (you will learn later). Ten years ago, Becky and Susie Roberts were kidnapped by Ironhands, and I was called in to rescue them. In the process, Becky showed great intellect and is now my colleague."

Becky: "My sister Susie and I were kidnapped one day at the beach in North Carolina. We went after school, when Ironhands henchman, Burke, showed up. Within, we learned the secrets of ALoE, and its influence."

Burke: "I eventually turned against my boss and joined McGeiger's team. Are you prepared to witness the bizarre or even the seemingly impossible?"

Yeah, I canned the first person stuff... too hard to do.
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Re: McGeiger: Thr Kidnapping

Postby AlexUSA » Sun Dec 28, 2014 6:11 pm

Burke: "One day Ironhands walked in and handed me a photo. 'Before I get a loan, kidnap these girls first for proof for ALoE. They will be coming to the beach today.'
I looked carefully at the photo: https://www.flickr.com/photos/8308527@N02/7389665192/

I set off onto the beach from the hideout and scanned the beach until I found the girls:
https://www.flickr.com/photos/8308527@N02/7377067394/

They were looking for cute animals, so I planted a robotic turtle to lead them to me. Sure enough, they came. As soon as the brown-shirt girl came around, I cocked my gun. She gasped.

'Don't move,' I said, and soon the other followed. I had them. 'Follow me,' I said sternly and led them deep into a secluded area with tall thick bushes. I tossed a bottle of chloroform and two black bandanas at them.

'Soak these bandans and tie them over your noses; you do it!' I said to the brown-shirted girl. She trembled but complied, tying the bandana over her sister's nose. The girl soon collapsed. She then did the same to herself, leaving them lying on the beach before me.

I grabbed their cell phones, got the their parents' phone numbers, and put explosives on the phones before tossing them in the sea. I then dragged the girls inside.

Inside, I bound the brown-shirt (whose school ID called her Becky) and her sister (Susan). I tied Becky's knees, thighs, and ankles with rope. I bound her arms and elbows in front of her. I tied her elbows to her waist and her wrists to her thighs, ball tying her. I also used xhest ropes. I cleave gagged her with a gray bandana after stuffing her mouth with a sock. I cinched the bandana tight so that tape was unnecessary. I wanted to know when they awoke but not have them speaking.

I tied Susan's arms and elbows behind her back. I tied her knees, thighs, and ankles with more rope. Finally, I gagged her with a sock and a navy blue bandana. I then tied her wrists to her waist and tied her with ropes above and below her breasts.

Finally, I laid the girls back to back and tied them to each other. With theirs ropes as they were, they couldn't untie each other. I then blindfolded both of them with the same black bandanas. I needed photos, but Ironhands would want them awake for that.

I knew when Susan awoke. She let a muffled squeal and thrashed about. She triedbin vain to move, but eventually fell asleep crying. Becky also struggled when she awoke a few hours later, so much so she woke Susan up.

At that moment I shot a video and took several photos. I left the room with both girls moaning and struggling.

Ironhands was pleased with the quality and emailed the now worried parents.
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Re: McGeiger: The Kidnapping Part 2

Postby AlexUSA » Tue Dec 30, 2014 5:43 pm

Becky: "One day Susie and I decided to go the beach. Susie had her own car (a used one she bought with her savings), so we could go when we wanted. When we left, I was wearing a brown tank top and jean shorts; Susie had an orange tank top, jean shorts, and a red bandana.

We were scouring the beach looking for shells, sand dollars, and other such things. When I heard something rustle in the bushes, I called out to Susie and we decided to investigate. We figured it was a wild bunny.

When we turned a corner in the tall bushes, we saw a strange man pointing a gun at me.

'Don't move,' he said, and soon Susie followed. I had them. 'Follow me,' he said with a sneer and led us down a path. He tossed a bottle of chloroform and two black bandanas at us.

'Soak these bandanas and tie them over your noses; you do it!' he yelled at me. I shook as I soaked a bandana and tied it over Susie's nose. She soon fainted. I did the same to myself. Last I remembered was my face hitting the ground.

I awoke to find myself paralyzed from the neck down, blind, and mute. I tried to say, 'Susie, where are you?' but instead 'Uuuuueere, eeeee aaahhh oooo?' came out. I then realized I bound, gagged, and blindfolded. A tremendous load was on my back.

I started to struggle against my bonds, but my arms were firmly attached to my legs, and something was stuffed in my mouth. bFrom rubbing my head around, I could feel the bandanas gagging and blindfolding me. 'Epppppp [Help]!' I tried to scream, but only muffled souns came out. I tried to spit it out, but the knot was so tight my cheeks were being cut.

When Susie awoke, I realized that we were tied back to back. I felt her hands flailing helplessly, and we established a method of gag-talking. I heard no one enter due to the carpetinfg, but I saw the flash of a camera under the blindfold.

We were screwed.'
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Re: McGeiger: A Comedic Moment

Postby AlexUSA » Wed Dec 31, 2014 5:42 pm

Burke: "Around 6AM, Ironhands came to me with delight. 'We are already approved for the loan! I just got off the phone after speaking with Lex Luthor and Cobra.'

I laughed to myself. But we had gotten things going. I had made ALoE proud and would probably be getting a pay raise if the union heads allowed it.

I walked back into the captives quarters. They were struggling on the floor. These girls... I almost felt guilty. Unsure of myself, I decided to place a call to Bill Gates. He assured me that I was all right and that all new villains feel this at first.
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Re: McGeiger: A Comedic Moment

Postby AlexUSA » Wed Apr 29, 2015 6:03 pm

This story kind of died of stupidity despite having it all written in my mind. If people want me to continue, I will after finals.
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Re: McGeiger: The Next Step

Postby AlexUSA » Fri May 15, 2015 5:46 pm

Now, the reason Burke called Bill Gates was simple: Bill was a Professor of Finance at GAVE, the Global Academy of Villain Education, at which Burke was a student. There was all the great villains had started. The alums included Marco Rubio, Hillary Clinton (had to get the political digs at both parties in there :lol: ), Kim, the Kardashians, Ironhands, and the Penguin. Through GAVE he got an internship with Ironhands

"Burke, move the captives to the Cave after feeding them," Ironhands ordered.
"Yes sir!" Burke said promptly.

He went to the girls and untied them, but he didn't ungag them. He led them to the kitchen table, where be cuffed their ankles to their chairs, which were bolted to the floor. I then untied their arms and removed their gags. They rubbed their mouths and wrists, which both had red marks.

"Who are you, and what do you want?" Becky immediately demanded.
"The name's Burke, Becky."
"How do you?"
"Becky and Susie, the daughters of a rich engineer, yes?" I questioned.
"What kind of freak are you?!"
"Becky, calm down!" Susie reasoned.
"Now eat your breakfast. I made those fried eggs and toast myself."

Becky pouted.

"Sis, we're useless to them if we're dead, so just eat. The worst they can put is sleep powder."
"A reasonable girl," Burke said.
"Why do you want us?" Susie asked.
"To bilk our parents for money or secrets and then send us back in a brown bag," Becky snapped.
"I like your spunk," Burke said, "Save your energy, though."
"Jerkwad..."
"You are correct in part. Your dad has things we need. We shall tell you more later."
"We? There's two of you?" Susie asked.
"Yes, my boss and I. You shall not meet him yet, but you will."

Burke walked away, leaving them to talk.

"Susie, are you believing this goon?"
"We have nothing to gain or lose. If they want us dead, we will die unless we are rescued first."
"Doesn't it make you wish for a Superman figure to fly in, save the day, and you a kiss on the way out?"
"Of course, but there are no superheroes."
"Oh, I know, but I can dream."
"Well, my dream has the Flash instead of Superman."
"Are we going to die, Susie?"
"Just play it out. You are too quick to jump to conclusions, which is a shame as you are otherwise a natural leader."
"Well, I am scared, needless to say."
"Don't remind me."
"Blast these cuffs.
"He's a good cook."
"Ready to leave," Burke interrupted, holding two pairs of handcuffs.
"Party time," Becky said dryly.

He cuffed theirs arms behind them and released their legs. He led to a door that went down a staircase. At the bottom was not a basement, but a dock with a small vessel on it. He brought out two 1in ball gags one black and one blue.

"What are those?" Becky asked with a startle.
"Gags. I need you quiet for the next phase."
"We'll be quiet, honest," Susan pleaded.
"No, I need absolute silence because of investigators when I leave the region."

He put the black one in Becky's mouth and the blue onein Susie's mouth.

"Up you go," he said leading them onto the boat. He walked into the small entrance. There was an office on the right and a small bedroom on the left. At the next spot there was a small shower on the right. Of you made a left and another left you found the bathroom.

The kitchen was ahead. On the left was a restaurant booth like table that made a semicircle, and on the right was a sink and a stove. Next was the pantry on the right and a tool closet on the right. In each one was a chair bolted to the floor. The rooms were finished and had soundproofing. It had a special door so that when shut one couldn't tell the alcove was there. Below was the storage room.

He brought Susie to the left and Becky to the right. He bound their ankles with white bandanas and their knees with red. He tied Becky's legs and waist to the chair as well as above and below her breasts to the chair with rope and did the same to Susie. They stared at each other in horror. He blindfolded Becky with a brown bandana and Susie with black. He gave them both a tickle on their bare feet at which they groaned.

"Good luck," he said and shut the door.

The boat suddenly lurched forward. Uncertainty and doubt overwhelmed them as they sputtered away from the only home they knew.
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Re: McGeiger: The Departure

Postby AlexUSA » Mon May 18, 2015 5:37 pm

As the boat sputtered along, Becky wondered about the events that had transpired. She was afraid of death but confident of rescue. She increased her hopes when the boat stopped at the checkpoint.

Upon hearing the footsteps, she and Susie started to cry out from their gags. But that and the soundproofing made them unable to be heard. With the boats secretive design, this backroom couldn't be found. Finally, the guards left having no idea what crime this boat was being used to commit.

After an hour, the boat sputteredd to a halt, and Burke opened things up.

"You must be sweating bad in here. I'll open up and give you some of the cool sea air."

He removed both their blindfolds and untied their leg bindings.

"I couldn't have you stomping. Wait an hour."

Suddenly Beck and susie realized how tightly their legs had been tied. It felt good to stretch and breathe the fresh air, though talking was impossible except for unintelligible grunting. Soon, the hour was up.

Burke entered the backroom and put cuffs with chains on their legs. He untied the ropes holding their torsos to the chairs and led them to the table. He chained their legs to the table and released their hands.

"Now we are far out at sea. You can walk far enough to reach the sink or toilet or eat. There are blankets in the left closet, food in the right. Any funny business and you'll visit Davy Jones' locker."

They nodded in agreement and removed their gags after Burke left. Becky ran to the bathroom in front of Susie. It was natural as they hadn't been free to do so in almost 24 hours. Afterward, they sat back down.

They sighed but said nothing. They were exhausted after hours of fear, struggling, and travel. With a chinking sound, Becky and Susie picked up their legs and stretched on the booth. There was plenty of room.

Soon, Susie was asleep, her head slumped forward as she nodded off. Becky stayed at attention, deep in thought.

She was trying the channel her hatred together. She wanted to hate her kidnappers no matter what they said or did. She wouldn't anything. All things were to be distrusted until they were home safe and sound. Soon, Becky, too, fell asleep.
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Becky awoke with a shake.

"Sis, we need to close the windows; there's a storm coming!"
"Wha? Huh?!" she said as she regained herself.
"I can't get this one; it's too heavy!" Susie said pointing to the large glass window on the port side of the vessel. It had 2 ft x 3ft panes that when closed made on 2ft x 5.75 ft window. Together they were able to shut the window.

"What about the other?" Becky asked.
"I got it already. You were out a while."
"I had the strangest dream, Susie. I dreamt that we were eventually rescued by a young man; he looked like an ordinary officer, but he turned out to be a superhero!"
"You and superheroes!"
"I know," Becky said with a laugh and a smile. "One can dream though!"
"Yes, that is true," Susie said as a loud rumble of thunder rocked the boat. She dove under the table with a yelp.
"You and storms!"
"Yeah, but storms are real!"
"So they are!" she tossing a blanket at Susie.
"Thanks," she said hiding under it.
"It can't hurt you in here!"
"Haven't read the accounts?"
"On the internet?! No!"
"People get killed in safer structures than this!"
"I'm coming!" Becky said coming under the blanket as they huddled under the table.
"Becky, this feels so much like home," Susie said with a tremble.
"Even in high school it still applies," Becky said with a snicker.
"Stop it! Darn it all, I wanna go home!" she said crying.
"I know it. We'll make it; I know we will!" Becky adxed fighting back her own tears.

After a few minutes of crying whilst listening to the thunder, wind, and waves, the rains came, but lightly. The girls stopped crying and listening to the elements. The vessel pressed onward.

"It's a full blown thunderstorm!" Susie said snapping at the clouds.
"You never did like weather."
"Oh."
"Hey! Stop!" Becky said laughing as Susie tried to push her out.
"Come here," Susie said as she put an arm around her sister.
"Fun exists even at a moment like this."
"I found a deck of cards while you were sleeping."
"Well let's go!"
"Crazy eights?"
"Sure, but we might need to know poker at the moment!"
"Find your phone and look up the rules!"
"OK!"

Susie began to look. Becky folded her arms and stared with a smile on her face. Suddenly, Susie realized what was going on. They both laughed, and Becky dealt the cards. The rain began to pour.

"Where do you think we are?" Becky asked.
"In this boat, maybe near Jacksonville [NC]."
"I haven't paid much attention to our speed, but we appear to be moving pretty fast.
"If we go 25 mph, it would still take a while to get as far as Florida."
"Florida?" Becky asked as the thunder continued to come consistently and loudly.
"Why not? You remember our vacation a few years ago. What better place to hide a boat than a place with boats galore?" Susie explained.
"You might be right there.

The door opened and Burke walked in. He was a bit wet from the rain. The boat was stopped.

"Where are you?" he asked. "What are doing down there?!"
"Having fun! What are you doing up there?" Becky asked.
"Where are we?" Susie asked.
"Somewhere near Georgia."
"But how?"
"Special boats, y'know! Now what are you doing?"
"Playing cards," they said together.
"You're odd ones. When the storm stops, you should make lunch."
"Whatever," Susie said somewhat ignoring him.
"Really weird," Burke said and left. Soon they were moving again.

"Well?" Susie asked.
"I have no clue what time it is."
"I'm not poking my head out!" Susie insisted.
"All right," Becky laughed. "11:35."
"We have time," Susie said as she played her last card. She stuck her tongue out.
"I'll get you next round!"

They were making lemonade whilst they still had lemons.
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Re: McGeiger: McGeiger's Story

Postby AlexUSA » Wed May 20, 2015 5:00 pm

Jason Peterson looked like an ordinary cop. But he wasn't. He was one of Atlanta's chief police figures and was considered the best cop in the South. It was a long way from childhood...

Jason grew up in a normal household under a happy marriage with parents who were strong-hearted and loving. It was carefree for most of his life until he went to college.

In college, he encountered a person named Zach Reynard. Zach seemed ordinary as well, and they had much in common. One day Jason caught Zach building a homemade bomb. This was a shock as Zach had lots of good supporting friends, good grades, and not a worry in the world.

Jason tried to stop him, and the bomb spilled causing an explosion. In the explosion, Zach's hands were badly mutilated. What Jason didn't know was that there was radiation in the bomb... an extremely small atomic bomb, if you will. Somehow despite being injured severely, Jason found the strength to save Zach.

Jason survived with no effects except for the bewildering effect that he somehow felt strengthened from the radiation. No one believed him, however, but his story made the newspapers. Jason made plans to leave school at the end of the year.

When Zach told the truth after they had recovered, Zach was expelled... and mysteriously disappeared afterward. He was declared dead when a blood spatter containing his DNA was found on a train track.

Jason's story was discovered by representatives of JLoA, and he was whisked off to ADAC, the Academy to Defend American Citizens in Gotham, where only a select few got to go, but he had to keep details secret, so he told his family it was a special academy for police officers to be trained. There he learned the truth about Zach...

When he graduated, he was recommended to the police force of Atlanta because "the South needed a hero." Thus Jason Peterson moved to Atlanta. He was McGeiger, the hero with the ability to harness radiative powers into personal strength.

[OK, ot was supposed to be stupid and corny, but isn't that how all superheroes come around: through something stupid and corny?]
=============================================

Jason sat down in his chair and looked at the pile of work ahead of him. Murders, robberies, and kidnappings to be solved. But it was the special pink page stamped URGENT that caught his attention. He picked up the phone.

"Desk," the voice answered, obviously chewing gum.
"Peg, get me the Chief."
"K, Sergeant Peterson."
"Chief Allard."
"Chief, it's Jason."
"You got it, I see."
"North Carolina kidnapping for ransom?"
"Their dad is secretly a nuclear engineer. He's out there to hide his work on developing a safer nuclear power plant."
"Why me?"
"You're JLoA's official rep for the South. It is your job. Your work will be handled fine."
"OK. Jacksonville, was it?"
"Your plane awaits."

Jason arrived at 12PM. The sun was beating down on the sand. He brnd down to feel the sand.

"It has to be here," he thought to himself.

If there was an underground lair, he would find it by feeling its energy emanating.

"Where the heck is it?!"
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Re: McGeiger: The Seven Seas

Postby AlexUSA » Fri May 22, 2015 5:34 pm

The boat continued to push on through the storm. After some time under the blanket with the cards, they finally poked out. It was still thundering, and Susie stayed behind while Becky foraged for food.

She found the pantry well stocked. There were soft shell tortillas, refried beans, and rice. Becky put those side for dinner. She grabbed sandwich fixings: the basics for PB&J. She came and plopped the food on the table.

"Come on out, now," she pulling on the blanket.
"Oh, all right," Susie said with a laugh, and added, "But I am a bit cold."
"Well that's the rain for you," Becky said grabbing a knife, "Besides, we have AC in here."
"We do?"

They made three sandwiches; they made one for Burke to keep in his good graces. In the last few hours, they had almost forgotten they were kidnapped.

"Becky, how can you eat that husk?"
"What husk?"
"How can you use so little butter and jelly?"
"How can you use that much of both?"
"It's necessary when the bread is so dry!"
"I like the bread!"
"Well I do too!"
"Well you like filling then!"
"Tell me about it!"

It was the same sibling rivalries they had back home. They laughed about it until Burke entered. By now the sun was back out.

"You two are having a private party down here?"
"Yes, and you're not invited," Becky quipped.
"But it's my house."
"And we're squatters."
"Doesn't mean squat," he laughed.
"Really, now?"
"Thanks for the sandwich," he said and left.

Reality set back in.

"How do we kill him and get the key, Susie?" Becky said in a low voice.
"What? Are you nuts?!"
"No! That man is evil and will eventually hurt one or both of us."
"Quit answering him, then!"
"I will get him so good!"
"He has guns. Even with a knife you can't go far enough."
"Do you have to be a realist?"
"Yes, because you are so stubborn and rash!"
"Little Miss Perfect," Becky said in disbelief.
"I want to live; don't give him reason to kill us!"
"Kill little ole Burke?" came from behind

Becky's blood went cold. She and Burke stared at each other in silence for what seemed like an eternity. He tossed a pair of handcuffs at her.

"Put these on behind your back," he said angrily.

Becky complied silently. He then uncuffed her legs. He took her outside where the storm clouds were brewing. There was a plastic container with drain slats at the bottom with sides about 9ft high, and the box was about 2.5ft square. Inside was a pole. He lifted Becky over it so that her arms were now around it.

"What are you doing?"
"Punishing you. Think, but never speak!"
"Don't you. No! Mmmph!" she protested as he put the blue ball gag in her mouth.
"This'll teach you," he said as he pushed her on her knees.

He cuffed her ankles together and used a white bandana to tie the cuffs together.

"Mmmmm!" she cried out.
"I hate to do this, but it will teach you," Burke said closing the pen.
"Mmmmmmmmmmph!" came out, but the pen design included sound proofing.

The rains began to pour, and the lightening fell from the sky. Inside, Susie listened to what she could hear before the pen closed. As it thundered, she wept to herself for her sister.

In the pen, Becky kept struggling hoping to break the cuffs.

"Hmmmm! Ummm leeee elll eee!" she cried. The cuffs cut her skin. The rain soaked her hair, shirt, and shorts. She should have listened to Susie. Lightning flashed around her.

Who could save her now?
============================================
The rain poured until four o'clock. During that time, Becky screamed and cried "Nnnnnn! Elllll eeeeee" into the soundproofing until her throat was raw from it. At 4:30, Burke finally opened the gate. He undid the hogtying bandana and uncuffed her legs. He helped her stand up.
"Be good, and I will free you at five. Be quiet now!" he warned. Becky squinted against the sun.

"Sun burning your eyes?"
"Mmmm!" she said nodding.
"Fine," he said blindfolding her with the soaked bandana.
"Hmmmm?!"
"Bye now," he said walking away but leaving the gate open.

Becky stood quietly. Her ankles and wrists were sore from her ordeal. She now knew how this guy worked. She just wanted to dry off. After the hours in bondage, the last 30 minutes was nothing.

Burke pulled her over the pole and carried her into the cabin, where he tossed her roughly onto the booth. He recuffed her legs and removed the handcuffs.

"Remember this! Both of you!" he said looking at Becky then Susie and left.

As soon as he was gone, Susie ran over to Becky, who was just groaning.

"Becky, what happened?!" she asked helping Becky sit up.
"Hmmm. Guuuuhhhhhh," she moaned.
"Here," Susie said removing the gag. With skill, she chucked it out the window and into the water.
"He... he... look at me," Becky said showing her wrists. She squinted at the light from being blindfolded.
"Your wrists!"
"My ankles too. He cuffed them behind a pole and then tied them together tightly."
"Oh my goodness!"
"Susie, I hurt so bad. My muscles, my skin, my jaw, and my head. I'm wet."
"I can see the puddle. Here," Susie added grabbing a towel from the closet.
"Thanks... Do we have ice?" Becky asked as she slowly dried herself and wiped up the puddle.
"I'll look."
"I can barely move."
"You were out there for 4 hours."
"4 hours?! No wonder!"
"Here," Susie said handing a Ziploc of ice over.
"These cuts are vicious."
"Hang on," Susie leaned out the window, "Buurrrrkkkee!"
"Yeah?" he asked looking back down.
"Do we have bandages?"
"What size?"
"Big enough to wrap around a wrist?"
"Maybe, but I have peroxide and antibiotics," he said tossing down bottles.
"Thanks! Nothing at all?"
"I only have scarves!" he said tossing a handful down.
"Thanks!"
"No problem."
"Well, at least we have these," Susie said grabbing the roll of paper towels and walking back to her sister.
"Ouch!" Becky said as the peroxide foamed on her bleeding wrists.
"Better than nothing."
"True, but it's deep."
"Nothing we can do," Susie said putting on antibiotic ointment and tying a navy blue bandana around Becky's left wrist and a white one around her right wrist. Susie tied a brown bandana around Becky's left ankle and a gray one on her right as best could with the manacle in the way.
"Thanks, sis," Becky said with a hug.
"No problem; you'd do the same for me."
"Yeah, but those rubber balls hurt my jaw."
"Me too! But now that you're patched up and dry, let's make dinner."
"That's a topic I like!" Becky stood up slowly and stretch.
"What do we have?"
"There are beans in the pantry... beans, tortillas, rice, etc. I will check the fridge."
"OK!"

Becky checked the fridge for salsa, cheese, and other taco fixings. There were avocados and other yummy condiments. Burke had clearly hoped for this meal.

The meal took a short time to prep, and by the time it was ready the sun was clearly getting lower in the sky. The girls called for Burkex at down, and began to eat.

"Oh, boy, my favorite!" Burke exclaimed.
"You like this that much?" Susie asked.
"Love it! It's easy, tasty, nutritious, and filling!"
"Glad you like it!"

They sat down and ate in silence... but the silence was good as they listened to the birds and waves. The shore was about 1000ft off.

"Where are we?" Becky asked while wiping her mouth.
"Near NASA."
"We're down there?! How?!"
"Has anything else been normal?" Susie asked rhetorically.
"Wow..." Becky remarked.
"Fast, right? Did it myself!" Burke said standing up.
"You're a talented engineer!" Susie said.
"Thanks to GAVE! Do the dishes, if you please."

Burke left the girls alone. Becky was stunned by the days events. She looked with a glazed face toward her sister.

"You OK?" Susie asked.
"No, but I will be fine," Becky said shaking her head.
"I wash; you dry."
"I always dry,"
"But your wrists..."
"I know... I know..." she said with decreasing volume.

The first few minutes of dishwashing were silent. Finally Susie broke the silence.

"Isn't it a beautiful sunset?" she asked.
"It is. Look at it glisten off the waves!"
"I would love to have a boat of my own and be able to spend a few days out here."
"A week of fishing and carefree living?"
"And exploring the water. Imagine the marine life!"
"It must be amazing!"
"I bet that river is over here."
"Which one?"
"I don't know, but it is supposed to be more full of different animals than anywhere else in the country!"
"Neat. Well get a boat someday and we'll go!"
"Yeah, right! Be real!"

Afterward they played more cards until 9, when the last vestiges of daylight disappeared over the horizon. Burke stopped the boat and came into the room. He came bearing handcuffs... two pairs in fact.

"Hands behind your backs," he said tossing the cuffs to them.
"But why?" Susie asked trying to negotiate their way out.
"Bed time," he said with a grin.

They complied, and he uncuffed their legs. He led them to the front bedroom of the boat. He pointed to the bed.

"Who wants top bunk?" he asked laughing.
"Eh," they said unamused.
"Fine," he said picking up Becky and putting her on top.

Susie sat on the bottom as he pulled out manacles. He chained each angle to a corner of the bed. He then uncuffed their hands and cuffed those to the corners above. They were spreadeagled now.

"Comfy?"
"No!" they yelled together.
"Too bad," he said as he pulled out a black and a blue ball gag.
"Not those again..." Susie groaned.
"I can't tape your mouths... you're allergic to latex."
"How do you know?"
"I knew enough to kidnap you, didn't I?" he said putting the blue one in Susie's mouth.
"Mmm hmm," she responded to his question.
"No!" Becky said turning her head away.
"C'mon. Haven't you suffered enough today?!"
"Unnnhh uhhhh!" she refused.
"Fine," he pinched her nose.
"Ahh!" she gasped for breath.
"There!" he said gagging her at last and opening the small porthole windows.
"Mmmmmpphhh!" they cried out.
"Have a good one and enjoy the fresh air."

He locked the door from the outside. The girls were alone and had no choice now but to sleep if they could.
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Re: McGeiger: The Battle of Hatteras

Postby AlexUSA » Sun May 24, 2015 5:35 pm

Jason felt along the beach. The hideout must be somewhere nearby. Was it... possible... he was in the wrong place? The energy from the sun disrupted his powers, but not this much.

But! If it is underground, it must have a concrete shell! If there is concrete, than the radiation will not emanate. Thus, Jason knew his target was small... door-sized. He crawled along the sand hoping to catch a "hole" in the energy field...
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Inside was much less impressive as Ironhands emailed back and forth with various figures at ALoE and GAVE. He was happy to have the money needed for his plan, and he was happy to have an intern he could speak highly of. Burke would be getting an A if he succeeded, he assured the professors.

Ironhands moved toward spending his newfound money. Much material was needed to create the device with which he would control the world. He had a base already set up, but while waiting he would visit his Florida base near Ocala... which is why he sent Burke there. He would meet these girls before sending them all the way to Africa.

His sensors alerted him to his enemy's presence. It was that danged McGeiger, again. Oh well, nothing firearms and self-destruct mechanisms couldn't fix. Ironhands was ready for it.

It was all so simple... time to open his front door... rather open the concrete slab blocking the front door. Yes, give the location away, and chumps will come. That old lady with the dachshund doesn't realize her dog is crapping on a house.

Ironhands leaned back in his chair. He pressed a button, and his plan was now in motion.
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Jason, now in full McGeiger mode continued sifting through the soil until he suddenly felt an energy source. He marked the spot and ran to grab a shovel. The police force with him stood at ready, awaiting his orders. Jason was on the path now.

The officers were unaware of McGeiger's legend. They only knew their orders were to obey his orders and those of their lieutenant. They watched as he started digging away in silent determination.

McGeiger was surprised to find a tunnel. He walked down it to find an ordinary front door. Gun in hand, he pushed it open to find a formal entry way. He checked all sides before entering. Was anyone here?

He walked further to find Ironhands reclining in an easy chair.

"My dear friend, McGeiger," the enemy greeted.
"Cut the crap, Reynard. Where's the girls?"
"Ironhands is my name, if you please."
"You always had a sense of humor."
"Quite. Care for a drink?"
"No. Only victory quenches my thirst."
"One champion to another, I salute you."
"How did you get your name?"
"It's as it sounds. My hands, and arms for that matter, have metal instead of bone."
"Wacky."
"All the better for evil, comrade!"
"Cut the crap! Where are they?"
"Safe. I assure you they're safe."
"WHERE?!"
"In my luxurious yacht at sea."
"You crackpot!"
"Now now," Ironhands said pressing a button to reveal a small piece of uranium.
"What are you doing?"
"I always wanted to share in our deaths. I should have died twice, but I was saved twice. Once by you, and once by Mr. McMahon. You were saved, too, by JLoA."
"Vince is evil, but he isn't ALoE."
"Different McMahon. It's a shame I must kill you," he said pulling out a pistol.
"Try me," McGeiger said wiping sweat off his brow.
"Bye bye," Ironhands said as he fired.

McGeiger was energized by the uranium and swatted the bullet aside. Ironhands pushed a button and then ran at McGeiger.

"What was that?" McGeiger asked as he grappled Ironhands.
"Self-destruct mechanism."
"Blast you!"

They wrestled on the floor. Ironhands slapped McGeiger's face, bruising him and cutting his face. McGeiger fought back, kicking off Ironhands. They exchanged punches. As the battle went on, the uranium strengthened Jason.

After a further struggle, Jason got a grip on Ironhands and tore off his arm. Sparks flew everywhere. Jason then tore off the head in fury. A robot?! How?!

"You did well, my friend. I await the real fight!"
"I'll get you!"

McGeiger ran outside.

"Everyone clear the area for 200 feet around. It's gonna blow!"

All the people ran as did Jason. Suddenly, there was a kaboom followed by a rapidly rising plateau of sand that scattered in all directions, sandblasting everything. When the dust settled, Jason walked into the crater formed.

"Blast that villain!" he said.
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Re: McGeiger: The Secret Base

Postby AlexUSA » Sun May 31, 2015 4:43 pm

The next morning, Becky and Susie awoke forgetting their position. They both moaned as the sun peaked through and were unable to move.
They tugged at the cuffs in vain hope. After Burke released them and brought back to the table chains did he remove their gags.

"My wrists and ankles hurt. Look at them," Susie complained.
"Well, I had padding," Becky said showing her bandaged wrists.
"Almost there, I bet. Looks like Burke kept going last night."
"I heard the boat engine, so we are indeed. We need to eat to keep our strength."
"I am sick of eggs."
"How about bagels and cream cheese?"
"Awesome."

After they ate, Susie looked at Becky in mock seriousness.

"I want to use that shower, but I can't!"
"Why not?"
"How will I get my shorts off?"
"We can get shampoo, use the kitchen sink for our hair... and sponge bathe?"
"With Burke?! We will take turns watching each other," Susie said.
"I got a free shower yesterday," Becky laughed.
"You earned it too."

Susie washed her hair in the sink and then washed in the bathroom. Becky did the opposite, and it worked quite well. The sand and accumulated dirt was gone.

"My feet are calloused," Becky complained.
"Well that is from losing our flip-flops."
"True, but wow I miss a change of clothes."
"Bah, who cares anymore?"

The boat approached a region of mangroves. As the boat closed in, Becky and Susie exchanged concerned glances. As the boat slowed to a stop, they sat still wondering where they were. Then Burke entered.

"OK, girls, who's ready for a trip?" he said brandishing handcuffs.

The girls said nothing as he cuffed their arms in front of them. He recycled the same blue and black ball gags on them. He released their leg irons and brought them out to the deck where the skiff was. He first dropped Susie than Becky down to it before jumping down himself.

It was a sturdy vessel. Burke released the ropes and started the motor. He pressed a button which raised the sides a little and closed a glass bubble over the top. And then they were moving.

As they sailed into the mangroves, Becky soaked in their surroundings. It was too scary a time to appreciate the beauty. She just sank herself against the boat and relaxed as Susie did the same. The birds were singing a beautiful song.

Suddenly, the brightness diminished. Becky looked around her and noticed the water rising up the sides. She suddenly panicked.

"Mmmm. Nnnnnnnn! Dn drn th!"
"I am not drowning you. We're going underwater to a tunnel."
"?!?!??!?!"
"Yeah! Watch around you."

It was hard not to cry as fish swam around her. Becky sat herself next to Susie in hopes her older sister's confidence would rub off. Then the light was gone as the boat entered the tunnel, and Burke turned on a light. After what felt like an eternity, the natural light returned and the boat temporarily surfaced.

Becky and Susie around and immediately recognized Silver Springs. They continued for some time before the boat went under again. This time it entered a cave that had a rock blocking the entrance. With another button push, the door opened for them and closed behind them. This tunnel gave way to a cave when they surfaced. The tunnel eventually ended with land of sort.

Burke led them out of the cave into a base of sorts. After a labyrinth, Burke opened a door. He led the girls into a prison cell. He bound their feet with rope before removing their gags and cuffs. He left them alone, locking the door behind him.
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McGeiger: The Secret Base

Postby AlexUSA » Sun Sep 20, 2015 5:07 pm

This seemed like a good idea at the time.
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