Subj: KnK updates Date: 96-09-07 22:16:31 EDT From: ZJLM18@Access.ETSU-Tn.Edu (MIYAMOTO, JULIE LYNN) To: dgonterman@aol.com Sonic the Hedgehog-based series: "Kith and Kintobor." by Hysteria. Reality Base Sub One: Terry, Terri, Terré... Based on characters from Sega, Archie Comic Publications, and DIC Enterprises, Inc. This work is freeware and can be distributed freely provided it is not altered in any way, shape, or form and is not sold for monetary gain. The content of this work is not intended to infringe on the rights of Sega or any related companies and may be destroyed if ever the need should arise. Author's note: An exciting and unusual plot twist unfolds... at least, I HOPE it's unusual. How about, "It would be unusual to find a completely new plot summary, 'cause all the good ones are taken"? This is a rewritten update on the original version. * * * An abrupt tearing, crackling sound burst from within Testing Room #220. Fearing the worst, a young trainee ran quickly inside to investigate. He'd expected an explosion, a break-in, something heavy falling down... anything but what really was there... Absolutely nothing. He stood in the doorway, puzzled. "Doctor?" he called. "Dr. Light, come here a second..." Presently, the doctor approached. "Is something wrong, Darian?" "Actually, yes, sir. Terri's missing." "Really?" The elder stepped into the room. "That's strange. I haven't been notified of any leaves of absence today. What happened?" Shaking his head, Darian sighed. "I honestly don't know. All I know is that I left her here to work on this new project while I tested out Project X... then I heard a loud noise and came to see what had happened." He scratched his head. "Everything seems to be in order, though. Just Terri's gone." Curious, Dr. Light glanced at the object on the floor. "Tell me, what is this she was working on?" he asked. Darian shrugged. "A teleporter." ______________________________ In confusion, Terri delicately rubbed her concussion. "What's... going on?" She was surrounded by numerous talking animal humanoids, supposedly called anthropomorphs, she remembered, but something in the back of her mind dubbed them 'animans'... not quite animal, and not quite human. One animan, a fox with a metallic arm and glowing eyes, spoke. "You say you are... Terri?" She shrugged. "That's my name, don't wear it out." "Hmm..." the fox mused, as if he knew something that she didn't. For whatever reason, it gave her chills. "From where do you hail?" he asked inquisitively. "What's my locale? Uhm... what? City? State? Country?" she thought. He sighed. "City will do." "Torrance, in the Los Angeles area, where the traffic bites cold beans." Something seemed to click in the fox's eyes. she giggled mentally. He turned to the others. "Well, guys," he reported, "she's from Earth." ______________________________ "Snively..." The lackey turned to his evil master. "Yes, Dr. Robotnik?" With a dark glare, the voluminous villain bore down on Snively. "What... happened... to... the... human?" "We..." Snively cringed, "...lost her, sire." Robotnik crossed his arms in irritation. "Oh, really?" He turned away, to the lackey's temporary relief. "I'm very disappointed in you, Snively. Disappointed, but not incredibly surprised." "Many apologies, sire." He turned to leave. "Wait, Snively. I'm not done with you YET." The lackey gulped. "What are your wishes, sire?" Robotnik crossed his arms. "Continue your search," he ordered. "Leave no stone unturned. I MUST have her, you understand. After all these long years..." With a deft motion, he pulled out a decaying photograph from a pocket in his cape. On it was the image of a lithe redheaded woman in a regal-looking gown. Noticing it, Snively recognized her from a story Robotnik had told him long ago, when he was still benign Uncle Julian. "Y-you really think..." the lackey stammered, "she's the one? I mean, LOTS of people look alike, you know..." "Oh, do they, Snively?" He turned, glaring at the servant with a pulsing red eye. "Do you doubt my better judgment? You think I wouldn't *know* her if I *saw* her??" Shrieking in panic, Snively hid behind a nearby Swat-Bot. "Of c-course, Dr. Robotnik! I was just... just... EEP!" As he watched the lackey run cowardly from the room, the evil doctor scowled angrily, returning his gaze to the photograph. "I WILL have my revenge on that little witch..." ______________________________ The next day, Terri found herself relatively well-adapted to her new surroundings. Aside from the fact she was the only one of her kind there and the others stared at her constantly for that (plus the fact that she had no godly idea what in blue blazes was going on), she felt somewhat at ease. To pass the time while the others tried to figure out what to do with her, she simply sat alone in her temporary bunking, doodling absent-mindedly on a pad of paper. "I'm home!" From the front door, an orange bobcat called to her. "Hi, Nicole," she called back from the chair she was reclining in. Having lack of time, material, and patience with Robotnik's antics to build her a hut of her own, the Freedom Fighters, as the animans called themselves, bunked Terri with Nicole, a bobcat who in some backminded way was alluring to her. "So," the redhead asked, once the bobcat had settled down from whatever errand she had gone on, "what's this place again?" Nicole breathed out, almost in irritation, but Terri countered that with a gesture indicating severe confusion. "Okay... Let's start with the basics." With a blink of the eye, the bobcat projected a hologram before Terri. "This is our planet, called Mobius." "Hey! I knew of someone named Möbius!" Nicole lit up in disbelief. "Really?" "August Ferdinand Möbius... a great astronomer and mathematician, to my understanding. He discovered this thingie..." Terri took a sheet of paper from the pad she was drawing on and tore a 1"x11" strip out of it. She twisted one end around and fixed it to the other end, forming an odd-looking loop. "Möbius Strip," she said simply. "That's... interesting," remarked Nicole. Noting the look on her face, Terri slumped back in her seat. "Oh, I'm boring you, aren't I? Sorry, Nicole. I guess I'm still getting used to this new place. It's so strange... so different..." The bobcat grinned. "It's okay..." Then she paused. "Are you any good at electronics and computer science?" "Am I??" Terri gasped. "It's my LIFE!!" "Cool! Would you consider joining our crusade to defeat the evil despot Robotnik?" "Uhm..." It sounded like war to her. "Well... Where would that put me? I mean, what would I be doing?" "Oh, the usual things: sentry duty, going on missions, helping out Rotor with his inventions... whatever comes up." "And it's all completely safe?" Nicole smirked. "With Sally as our leader and I as her assistant, what could possibly go wrong?" Terri nodded but was still skeptical. Then a stray thought entered her mind. "You know, that sounded awfully familiar..." "Really? What?" The redhead rubbed her chin. "Do you know anyone named Bubsy?" "Nuh-uh." "Hmm..." Terri shrugged. "Well, lemme make you an exclamation point t-shirt and you can try it on," she giggled. Nicole just scratched her head. A knock at the door interrupted their conversation. "Hey, gals!" It was the hedgehog, Sonic if she remembered right. "Lunch is on! Chilidogs all around!" Nicole stood. "Well, I suppose we can continue this discussion later on, AFTER putting up with more of Sonic's chilidogs..." "Oh... joy." ______________________________ In a dark corner of his hut, Davey sat, immersed in his computer search. "Come on," he muttered. "It's GOTTA be in there somewhere..." A little box on his arm monitor popped up. "SEARCH: RIORDAN. No matches found." The half-'droid fox growled. "Who IS she, then? Certainly not on the 'Net. Not the Mobian one, anyway. Nowhere in the memory banks..." A knock on the door interrupted him. "What??" he yelled. The door creaked open slightly. "Gee," came the voice. "Who put dirt in YOUR coffee?" thought Davey. He stood, temporarily breaking from his quest. "That mongoose, of course. Where does he get off doing things like that??" "'Scuse ME..." Sonia chuckled quietly at the joke. "Well, anyway, dearest, lunch is on... if you care to join us." He chuckled. "Ten million dollars says it's chilidogs... again." "What else?" Sonia grinned. Davey sighed. "Well, just let me do one more thing, and I'll meet you there, okay?" The purple hedgehog blew a kiss. "Don't keep me waiting..." With a spin and a toss of blood-red hair, Sonia was on her way. In frustration, Davey slapped a paw to his forehead. "Maybe it's nothing," he tried to assure himself, then returned to his appendage mainframe. "Hmm..." With quick fingers, he typed in a short description. In moments, the computer began its new search, eventually turning up one entry. Davey cheered briefly, until he brought up the file. "No... Impossible." In anger, the fox turned off the program, storming out the door. "Absolutely... impossible." ______________________________ "Mmm..." muttered Sonic. "Nothin' like a good chilidog to whet the ol' appetite." The hedgehog licked his chops and downed the 'dog in one gulp. Sitting to his right and poking at her own 'dog, Terri glared at him sickeningly then rolled her eyes. "Why do I have to sit by HIM??" Irritated, the hedgehog glared back at her. "Wha--?" he sneered sarcastically. "You don't like MOI?" Terri crossed her arms sarcastically. "Non. Je te deteste beaucoup." Sonic leapt to his feet. "Say WHAT??" "You stink wet cement." "Oh, YEAH??" He picked up another chilidog, threatening to chuck it at her, when... "STOP IT, BOTH of you!!!" Terri and Sonic both turned, meeting the angry gaze of Sally Acorn. "I WON'T have you making a mess in here..." She turned specifically to the hedgehog. "Sonic! Terri's a GUEST in our community! Why can't you at least TRY to get along with anyone you don't exactly LIKE?? And YOU!" She turned specifically to the redhead. "We were kind enough to take you in when you needed aid! Showing some GRATITUDE would be the LEAST you could do for us in return!" Knowing Sally, Sonic merely rolled his eyes. However, the redhead took it a little more personally. "GRATITUDE?? For this... this..." She waved a finger at Sonic. "THIS?! I could do better on my OWN! Sheesh! First, getting 'blown up' and mysteriously landing in a strange new world, then getting konked out by a flying wolf, now THIS immature little creature!" Sally was about to interrupt, but Terri continued. "Don't gimme your lip... I'm Terri! I can take care of MYSELF!" Before anyone could counter, she turned toward the door. "Ferget it, you wouldn't understand. I'm OUTTA heeeere..." With a spin of the foot, the redhead stormed out the door, nearly tripping over the part-android fox on the way out. "Hey! What's YOUR hurry?" Davey muttered as she passed him. "I DON'T want to talk about it," she grumbled. "Just leave me ALONE..." In confusion, Davey poked his head inside. "Uhm... anyone mind telling me WHAT IN SAM HILL IS GOING ON????" "Terri left in a huff," Sonic spat, "...and good riddance, I say!" "Why?" "Who honestly CARES?" the hedgehog screamed, throwing up his hands in frustration. Sally rolled her eyes. "You know, Sonic... if you're going to keep scaring away our visitors like that--" "ME?? Scaring away HER???? Who's side are you ON, Sal?" The short-tailed squirrel smirked. "Actually, NOW I'm leaning towards Terri's." "Do WHAT?? WHY????" Sally coyly raised an eyebrow. "Because I know YOU..." Davey shook his head. "This still doesn't tell me what happened, you know." He stepped back outside. "Well, I'm going after her..." "Why, Dave?" "Because, Sal... Well, she's from Earth, too... and there's something about her..." Sally shrugged. "Fine. She's your problem." The fox turned to leave. "WAIT!" Sonic cried. Davey stopped. "I'm going, too!" The squirrel looked at Sonic. "I quote the 21st and 25th letters of the alphabet... U? Y??" He grinned mischieviously. "If I'm going to be hated, I at least want to DESERVE it..." * * * To these personages I owe due credit: Accolade, Inc. -- Bubsy the Bobcat; "What could possibly go wrong?" Capcom, for the Mega Man series -- Dr. Light Family Matters -- "Allow me to quote the 25th letter of the alphabet. Y??" The State, for "Doug" -- "I'm Doug... Ferget it, you wouldn't understand. I'm outta heeeere..." Tony, Toni, Toné -- my title take on their name And of course, Sega, Archie Comic Publications, & DIC Enterprises -- Sonic the Hedgehog series and related char.'s Thanks lots, --Hysteria... %) ----------------------- Headers -------------------------------- From ZJLM18@Access.ETSU-Tn.Edu Sat Sep 7 22:16:02 1996 Return-Path: ZJLM18@Access.ETSU-Tn.Edu Received: from Access.ETSU-Tn.Edu (ACCESS.etsu-tn.edu [151.141.8.9]) by emin02.mail.aol.com (8.6.12/8.6.12) with ESMTP id WAA20036 for ; Sat, 7 Sep 1996 22:16:00 -0400 Received: from NOVIX_2.etsu-tn.edu by Access.ETSU-Tn.Edu (PMDF V5.0-4 #16780) id <01I97OH9SV3490RIJ8@Access.ETSU-Tn.Edu> for dgonterman@aol.com; Sat, 07 Sep 1996 22:15:57 -0400 (EDT) Date: Sat, 07 Sep 1996 22:11:17 +0000 From: "MIYAMOTO, JULIE LYNN" Subject: KnK updates To: dgonterman@aol.com Message-id: <01I97OLYY8U690RIJ8@Access.ETSU-Tn.Edu> Organization: East Tennessee State University MIME-version: 1.0 X-Mailer: Pegasus Mail for Windows (v2.23) Content-type: TEXT/PLAIN Content-transfer-encoding: QUOTED-PRINTABLE X-Finfo: DOS,"knk_r1.txt",,,,Text Priority: normal X-file: knk_r1.txt Comments: Authenticated sender is