10Hey you guys! Sorry this was late, I forgot I was going on vacation : / Anyways heres the new chapter, remember to review!
And btw, my original document for the first chapter doesn't have any errors in it… but they show up on the uploaded version on , so sorry about that : / not much I can do I guess?
Im debating uploading this to my wattpad account… but idk. You guys can tell me if it's a good idea.
The Android sighed as she dangled her feet carefully above the water. She knew it was dangerous to do, but something about the thrill of accidental death made it feel even more exhilarating. Yet, it made her sad. She wanted to touch the water, well, without short- circuiting of course, and to splash and swim and laugh and play and-
But shooting the pirates is better… more fun…
That's right. Bombing, killing, shooting… that was also fun.
But there's no fun around here…
It was too quiet. Well, not really. That pelican honestly wont shut up, but besides that, you could probably hear a pin drop from the other side of the island.
The cyborg didn't like that.
She checked her battery, only 30 % left… where had the time gone? She shook herself of her thoughts, and made her way back to her cupboard.
No, make that noodles cupboard.
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"Face-Ache! Where the 'ell is mah rum?"
"There is no need for rum, Murdoc. Besides, I bet you still have some on plastic beach, no?" defied Noodle, frowning while doing so.
"Deary, is your name face-ache?"
"No, but im tired of you treating 2-D-san like he is your precious cyborg."
"Well, I wouldn't treat him like that if you didn't destroy my blasted rum-serving slave!"
"She went Wonky Murdoc, and besides, it was unsettling to see another me walk around here. I'm sorry, but it bothered me too much."
Murdoc sighed and nodded, understanding her situation.
"I'm only gonna say this once, but I get'cha deary. We really didn't mean tah' replace ya."
Noodle looked at him and cocked her head, has Murdoc finally lost his marbles?
"But your still responsible for my Cyborg!"
"Ay Noodle! Murdoc! I fink were done packin fings up now!" came 2-D's voice
"Great then! Lets get a move on!"
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The Cyborg awoke, Its eyes glowing a luminescent yellow, and then fading to its natural eye color. Gas erupted from the cords attached to her as she shook them free. Finally, she was charged.
But there was something wrong. It was too boring here. At first though, after all of her exploring, it seemed fun and fantastic. It was her island! She could name it whatever she wanted, and she could be queen. And then, maybe if she made a ship, she could be like Christopher Colombus and sail the world and conquer other islands and then eventually rule the world and-
She sighed. As fun as it sounded, of course it couldn't happen. The least she could do is protect this sacred piece of land. After all, it was hers, and she refuses to let anyone else have it.
She thought more. Maybe she could decorate the place, and make it more homey. She could hang rounds of ammo like streamers and hang her extra rifles like decorations. That way, if there was an invasion, she would never be defenseless. And she could make a flag, and it could scare people, and she felt absolutely exhilarated with her ideas.
In fact, she decided to start right away.
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"Are we there yet?"
"Shut UP!" everybody yelled. 2-D sighed, even Noodle was yelling at him. He must really be annoying.
Who wouldn't be when there stuck on top of a big black bald head in the middle of the sea? He thought, making sense of himself. After all, how was everyone else so patient?
Well… Mudds is probably drunk… I fink he's on his ninth bottle of rum now or sumfink… And noodle has always been patient… I think she said it was a virtue? And then Russ… I wonder how he gets so big…
… And I wonder if he evah steps on any whales…
… He should…
…oh no… the whales…
"I SEE A WHALE! STEP ON IT RUSSEL STEP ON IT!"
" At's 'ah rock ya Dullard" Gurgled a drunk Murdoc.
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… And… if I put this here… Oh! And- And- Like this! Yes, like this!
She was proud of herself. Not only did she overcome her insane boredom but she also manage to decorate her home.
It's beautiful!
Millions and millions of Guns and Rifles hung all over the building before her, and Ammo streamers hung from every spot imaginable. She felt like an absolute genius!
Except for her flag. She wasn't quiet sure how to make that yet.
But regardless, who would dare to attack her now?
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"Just what the bloody hell is that?"
"Calm down, Murdoc. I bet were not the only people to find this place."
Although they were a distance away from land, the gleam and shine from all those rifles could be seen from miles away.
And it bothered Murdoc.
And Noodle tried to comfort him.
It didn't really work.
Eventually though, they made it to land, except it took forever. Murdoc couldn't help to complain every 5 seconds.
"What the hell happened to my beach? THIS IS MY GARBAGE! MIIIIIIINE!"
"well, this kinda reminds me of tha' cyborg, ya know Mudds? She really liked guns… ya know."
"Yes, I do know Face Ache."
The three crew members began to make there way further onto the island, while Russel sat out in the sun, drying himself out. Maybe he'd return to normal size soon.
2-D looked curious as he reached out to touch a rifle, which was hanging on the back of the door. The hot metal stung his hands.
"Did I not just tell you to not touch anything, Dullard? Did I not?" Asked Murdoc.
"W'well, you did bu~"
He couldn't even finish his sentence before a Bullet whizzed right above him, nailing his hat into the wall.
More bullet sounds were off in the distance.
"Where's Noodle?"
"That's what im trying to figure out, Dullard!"
The two began to shout like little kids, looking like idiots. They wandered around shouting her name.
And that, my friends, is how im going to end this chapter. Oh and don't ask why Cyborg noodle ended up covering every inch of her home in rifles… I needed to fill up space. And it sounded cool. Idk. This is more of a filler chapter. Like I needed them to get to plastic beach but I didn't want it to happen in one sentence, you know? So hence this weird chapter.
Review please. Tell me how dorky this chapter is. Blah blah.
But really, I do appreciate reviews. Please, reviews make my day.
I don't care if its one word. Or if you even leave a period. JUST REVIEW.
Or ill set Cyborg noodle on you.
Okay that rhymed but seriously… review.
What are you talking about? Im not desperate!
Eh, maybe I am.