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[Zgirl]

BIW IZ from another planet!

YOu guys should check out this site www.froguts.com It's really cool!

[nitafan211]

lol! Very nice Sharky! hehehe, and that one was about me. I feel so luffed! I voted yes on the Gryph pole. See my message to that. Oh, WRITE MORE SHARKY!!

[sharklord]

(Next installment.)

In an obscure part of England, there is an estate. The estate is surrounded by several layers of security, including a high wall, gaurded gates, electric fences, barbed wire, dogs, sirens, armed guards, searchlights, lasers and, booby traps which inlcude trap doors, iron spikes, and arrows shooting at you if you cross an obsure patch of ground.

I won't even go into what's around the house.

The estate's owner didn't want to be caught unawares. Ever. But he also didn't want to be feared, and so he cleverly constructed his massive estate (so big, in fact, that one couldn't see the house at all from the front of the grounds) so that all the security features were well hidden, leaving only a stone wall and gates to be seen by the outside world.

The outside world didn't see the owner very much. He preferred not to be known. He never attended a party or reception without having first created an alias for himself and then having put on a costume of some construction. Alone in his house, the man would type at his computer, one of the many state of the art things which he had taken possession of since the technology boom of 2015. His entire house was automated, thus eliminating the need for a maid.

But I am being too hard on the man. He did not spend all his time on the computer alone. He sometimes entertained. The outside world, no. The upper world. The people so powerful that they almost always perferred to land on his helipad and take a two minute hov-limo trip to the main mansion then drive through the front gates. Presidents, kings, yes these, but also people whose names have never graced the news, who value their privacy above all.

It had been one whole year, now, since the formation of the "nation" of "Utopia." It could hardly be called a nation--though it's "states" were said to have cemented into one great world power, many were still secretly working toward their own interests. England was no exception.

Since the technological boom of 2015, England had been furiously working to master new methods for anything, from camping to fighting, with new moleculear properties which were found and new ways of manipulating molecules. They had many advancements to their credit. Ideas which had been for years half formed because one little step couldn't be figured out were now being finished day after day. One of these was the invention of the telepad, a teleportation device which teleported whatever was standing on it's pad to wherever it was sent, although the recieving area had to have a telepad also.

The visitors which the man of the estate had had taken great pleasure to simply teleport to the receiving room which was in an underground wing of the complex, (which could be sealed, I might add, but the man felt that this little detail was best kept to himself) which was nicely carpeted and had a bar standing by to greet them, then to take a limo from the teleport a half mile away. Not only was the privacy of their visits ensured, but a quick drop of something never hurt anyone.

Presently the lights in the receiving and departing room were off; however, they were set to trigger if someone used the portal. Someone did.

Nita and Sir Wilford Owens stepped off the transportation disk and into the Grand Estates of Lord Peter Murray.

[Gryphon]

Awesome, Sharky. Awesome.

Mind, the bar is for guests only.

[Nella]

Gryphon, u have good ideas... i would write somthing... *trys to think of somthing that would be good to post here* i got nothing...


but i congrat u gryph on ur wonder writing, hehe
c yall

[Zgirl]

Jaws that was GREAT! See I knew it was Pops. Because it couldn't be wilf or fox because wilf was with nita and fox would be partying the night away right now. *looks at time* Yup. He's still partying...

[Gryphon]

Ponch reminds Z of BiW. Uhoh. Well, now we can see that BiW's doggish nature helps dig holes for her to fall into.

I'm waiting for your next bit, Sharky.

[sharklord]

"Have you imbeciles got her on the phone yet?"

"Yes, sir. Sorry, sir for the in--"

"Shut up, and get out."

The secretary ran. She knew, from being on the inside for so long, that Diego wasn't one to be annoyed. She had seen the documents which were witheld from the public. She couldn't believe that there wasn't any money changing hands when the laws were set in place for the Supreme President of Utopia. The laws had all the earmarks of a dictatorship. Many of the worlds best countries must either be extremely dumb or have sold out their nations for personal gain. The election was a farce, too. Diego was nothing short of a shoe in.

And now he had all the power. Everything. The words "checks and balances" had nothing to do with anything beyond the banking world. Many people soon wished to go to America, the "rogue country", but the first thing that Diego had done was cut off all contact at all with the one real world power which obstinately refused to come under his power.

And now he was to have the esteemed pleasure to talk with the leader of said country.

"Good morning, Madam President. For what reason do I have the pleasure of your adress?" Diego said in his liquid hispanic accent.

"We here in America don't approve of your leadership these last two years."

"Isn't that the beauty of your country's politics? It doesn't matter what you think."

"There is evidence to support the suspicion that you are breaking several arms pacts."

"Your arms treaties are void. The countries you made them with don't exist."

"Perhap's not, but the pacts are binding to you because you are the ruler of the old countries."

"Well then, I must simply decline to honor them."

"Mr. President--"

"Supreme President, dear."

"Alright, Supreme President, sir, you know the US will not stand to watch evil being done elsewhere in the world. We will remove you from power if you continue to threaten war."

"Remove me from power? Remove me from power? Perhaps you have forgotten who's in control of which countries. My army is three times as big as yours and who knows how much more advanced. Now, if you have any other grievances beyond how you think I'm mis-running this country, I'd like to hear them. Otherwise, goodbye."

A shocked silence emanated from the telephone.

Diego hung up.

So it is time to step up my plans, then... Diego thought as he got up from his desk. I understand how to run the world: With power. It is time.

Diego went to a bookcase in his office and pulled out a certain book. He then opened it to reveal a keypad. He entered his code and the bookshelf dissapeared and the forcefield which made it for all the world seem real switched off. Diego walked down the flight of newly reavealed stairs to where his state of the art technology labs were...

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It had been a busy two years in office. Diego had picked up on the wonders of technology and started a program to explore all branches of it. One particular branch of it was spacial-temporal disruption. It had first been thought by him that it could be used for instantaneous transport, but when that was easily achieved via the telepad invention by Wieser, Diego thought outside the box. He thought outside the universe. His tech. scientists had created the greatest invention of all time: an inter dimensional portal. (Incidentally, intellegence reports of these plans were what prompted Britain to give extra funding to their own project, which made the breakthrough a month after Diego.) When Diego had first heard of the success, he immediately made an excursion into the new universe (after sending through plenty of guinea pigs--don't worry, VC, they survived and are happily roaming around VGDawn now). It was right around then, I might add, that Diego made the transition from overly ambitous to truly bad (nothing personal, Diego...). For he had met on the other side someone who knew power, someone who could truly use it. He had met Lord Kalidan.

[nitafan211]

Yay!! New story part!! Yay!!! Now i can't wait for the next part..

[Zgirl]

Brilliant Sharky Brilliant. For a minute there you were not psycho! But that was only for 1 minute so your still crazy so don't worry! lol. Diego...That cracked me up...

[EWizard11]

LOL! I wonder who the President of the United States could be? We shall see...

Hey! I got in Gryph's, even if I was just hosing up Pops... .

[sharklord]

The president is one of the Bush daughters. I put it in somewhere in the segment...

[Zgirl]

President should be BIW. What a crazy world this would be...lol.

Or the president could be poot...

[EWizard11]

Poot as president...*muses* Well, we'd be in a better situation then we are now... Sorry for the blatant partisanship.

[sharklord]

Agents Sharky and Gryphon had been working on this project for years. And It was all about to pay off. Right here, right now.

"It's showtime." Sharky murmurred as he entered in the cooridinates and readied to lock them in and open the portal as soon as Gryphon gave him the go-ahead from her side of the operation. Gryphon nodded at him and placed her thumb on the key sensor. Sharky did likewise and pressed "enter" with his other hand. A horrendous sound as if the planet was ripping itself apart emanated from the portal and the air inside the transport ring looked as if it had frozen and shattered. As soon as this had happened, the noise dissapeared and the view through the portal was one of a large castle with all the trimmings--courtyards, and fountains, and gardens, and towers.

"What year was this again, Gryph?" Sharky asked. The plan had been not to go back in time, but simply step sideways in dimension so that they would be looking at another dimension's equivalent present. "'Cause it sure doesn't look like 2020 to me..."

"How would we know what 2020 would be for them? Perhaps thier universe's history has only lead them to this point relative to our time. In other words, perhaps to reach the technological equivalent of our time in their world, we might need to go forward in their time."

"Well, we're here now, why not look around. We are explorers, of a fashion, after all..."

Gryphon and Sharky stepped through the portal together and dissapeared from this world...

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To appear in the world of old, the world which later Gryphon would name The Dawn of the Conquorers Age. It was early-afternoon and the faint sounds of swordplay could be heard. Sharky listened closely, but couldn't detect any of the other sounds which would accompany serious battle instead of mock fighting. The two of them began wandering around the courtyard they were in until they almost ran into a pair of people walking out towards the middle of the open area.

"Oh, we're sorry!" Gryphon said hastely.

"That's no problem, we were just on our way to do a bit of battle practice." said the girl, roughly 5' 8", with short cut hair that Gryphon almost ran into. "I don't recall seeing you around at all... I'm Kerri, and this is Jake."

Handshakes went around. Kerri puzzled over the nature of the two newcomer's clothes. "Where did you find those? In the magic dressers I've heard tell about?" Kerri had to admit they looked slightly odd, but held her tongue...