Well, I have to write a short story by tommorrow...

[sleepin_dude_99]

And it has to be about my "Dream Vacation"

SNAKES ON A FLYING TRAIN!!!!

Yup, me and three of my friends are going sightseeing in Japan, and rather than taking a plane, we're taking a Flying Train :O

Then the snakes are released by the pilots, which are ninja terrorists from Easter Island! :O

Then I whip the snakes with a towel, one of my friends has a katana, utilizes that, another has a shotgun, utilizes that, and the third has a flamethrower.

We kick arse, take names, etc.

Then we go to all the big cities in Japan.

Tokyo, Osaka, Fukuroka (spelling? ;_; ), etc.

[TheKoopaBros.]

That actually sounds pretty EPIC. XD

Good luck. I really hate writing short stories, personally.

[sleepin_dude_99]

That actually sounds pretty EPIC. XD

Good luck. I really hate writing short stories, personally.

I've only written a page and a half, we haven't even taken off yet D:

Oh, by the Way...

   My dream vacation would be a simple trip to Japan with my friends. Nothing much, really, we'd tour the sites, walk through the cities, among other things. But it's not the vacation that I'd want, it'd be the trip.

   It'd start out on a Thursday, simply because I could never get the hang of Thursdays. I had brought my towel with me, and The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy for any Earthen references that may be mentioned in the series. My friend Mark had brought his awesomely awesome Katana so that in the case that he found a blacksmith, he might be able to refurbish it. My other friend, Shane, is always whining about protection, so he decided to bring a shotgun loaded with bird shot. My third friend, Tyler, only brought his book by H.G. Lovecraft and a flamethrower that he'd made himself out of wood, which surprisingly never caught on fire.

   We'd board the Pushman Flying Train at Newark Airport, not too sure why Newark, but that's what the sign said, so deal with it. The Train would take off at 12:33 PM sharp, and we were waiting in the Airport.

"You know the Train is going to be skyjacked, you know it is! That's why I brought my shotgun. I loaded it with bird shot, but I wish I had something stronger, bird shot never works-" Shane said "WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE! God, is that all you do? Seriously, who are you even talking to?" Tyler whined. "I WAS talking to you, but you INTERRUPTED ..." Shane yelled back. "Would you both SHUT UP? I am NOT dealing with this for, what, 20 hours? God, I can't remember how long the flight is to Osaka..." I said, annoyed.

Boom-boop

Passengers on Flight A96, your flight is now boarding.
Passengers on Flight A96, your flight is now boarding.
Thank you.

Boom-boop

"There's our flight, we better go." Mark said, almost emotionless. He'd been examining his katana since we'd gotten to the airport. He sheathed it, stood up, and walked over to the Take-Off lane... thingy. Tyler, Shane, and I followed.

Tyler was stopped going through the security (seeing as he was carrying his Flamethrower on his back) and he'd said it was a keepsake. Security, stupidly enough, let him pass.

Once boarded, we luckily got 2 seats each, two of us sitting together, the other two sitting across from us. I was sitting with Tyler, Mark was sitting with Shane. We were talking laughing, the usual. The intercom came on.

Welcome, passengers! Please fasten your seatbelts; we will be taking off shortly...

So, we did as told.

Passengers, we will be taking off in a few minutes, the doors will now be closed to any late passengers...

The doors closed, but it wasn't just a normal shutting, it was very eerie, the sliding was slow, it was creaky. I was scared slightly, strangely. Something like that doesn't scare me...

Maybe it's just because it's Thursday, you know that Thursday has always sucked for you... I told myself.

I shook the thought of anything eerie out of my head, and started skimming through the pages of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, looking for useful info about "primitive travel" or "Space-train food", assuming that Airplane Food was like Train Food, and assuming that both are like Space-train food.

Passengers, please turn off any electronic devices, for they may disrupt our mechanisms. We will be taking off momentarily...

I nudged Tyler in the arm "Isn't that the fourth or so time we've been told that we're going to take off?"

"Third, actually. Starting a plane shouldn't take this long." Tyler said. "Yeah..."

"They're plotting something, they have to be..." Tyler said quietly, skimming through his H.G. Lovecraft book. "What? Man, that book's getting to you, it really weird..." I said. "Nonsense, you just have to realize the beauty in Lovecraft's writing." "Than explain the 'beauty' in that naked corpse hanging from a rope." I said "Oh, shut up." He replied. "At least it's female..." "You never do shut up, do you?" I was laughing until the train took off.

^_^

[TheKoopaBros.]

That actually sounds pretty EPIC. XD

Good luck. I really hate writing short stories, personally.

I've only written a page and a half, we haven't even taken off yet D:

Oh, by the Way...

   My dream vacation would be a simple trip to Japan with my friends. Nothing much, really, we'd tour the sites, walk through the cities, among other things. But it's not the vacation that I'd want, it'd be the trip.

   It'd start out on a Thursday, simply because I could never get the hang of Thursdays. I had brought my towel with me, and The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy for any Earthen references that may be mentioned in the series. My friend Mark had brought his awesomely awesome Katana so that in the case that he found a blacksmith, he might be able to refurbish it. My other friend, Shane, is always whining about protection, so he decided to bring a shotgun loaded with bird shot. My third friend, Tyler, only brought his book by H.G. Lovecraft and a flamethrower that he'd made himself out of wood, which surprisingly never caught on fire.

   We'd board the Pushman Flying Train at Newark Airport, not too sure why Newark, but that's what the sign said, so deal with it. The Train would take off at 12:33 PM sharp, and we were waiting in the Airport.

"You know the Train is going to be skyjacked, you know it is! That's why I brought my shotgun. I loaded it with bird shot, but I wish I had something stronger, bird shot never works-" Shane said "WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE! God, is that all you do? Seriously, who are you even talking to?" Tyler whined. "I WAS talking to you, but you INTERRUPTED ..." Shane yelled back. "Would you both SHUT UP? I am NOT dealing with this for, what, 20 hours? God, I can't remember how long the flight is to Osaka..." I said, annoyed.

Boom-boop

Passengers on Flight A96, your flight is now boarding.
Passengers on Flight A96, your flight is now boarding.
Thank you.

Boom-boop

"There's our flight, we better go." Mark said, almost emotionless. He'd been examining his katana since we'd gotten to the airport. He sheathed it, stood up, and walked over to the Take-Off lane... thingy. Tyler, Shane, and I followed.

Tyler was stopped going through the security (seeing as he was carrying his Flamethrower on his back) and he'd said it was a keepsake. Security, stupidly enough, let him pass.

Once boarded, we luckily got 2 seats each, two of us sitting together, the other two sitting across from us. I was sitting with Tyler, Mark was sitting with Shane. We were talking laughing, the usual. The intercom came on.

Welcome, passengers! Please fasten your seatbelts; we will be taking off shortly...

So, we did as told.

Passengers, we will be taking off in a few minutes, the doors will now be closed to any late passengers...

The doors closed, but it wasn't just a normal shutting, it was very eerie, the sliding was slow, it was creaky. I was scared slightly, strangely. Something like that doesn't scare me...

Maybe it's just because it's Thursday, you know that Thursday has always sucked for you... I told myself.

I shook the thought of anything eerie out of my head, and started skimming through the pages of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, looking for useful info about "primitive travel" or "Space-train food", assuming that Airplane Food was like Train Food, and assuming that both are like Space-train food.

Passengers, please turn off any electronic devices, for they may disrupt our mechanisms. We will be taking off momentarily...

I nudged Tyler in the arm "Isn't that the fourth or so time we've been told that we're going to take off?"

"Third, actually. Starting a plane shouldn't take this long." Tyler said. "Yeah..."

"They're plotting something, they have to be..." Tyler said quietly, skimming through his H.G. Lovecraft book. "What? Man, that book's getting to you, it really weird..." I said. "Nonsense, you just have to realize the beauty in Lovecraft's writing." "Than explain the 'beauty' in that naked corpse hanging from a rope." I said "Oh, shut up." He replied. "At least it's female..." "You never do shut up, do you?" I was laughing until the train took off.

^_^

Very good so far. If it were complete I'd keep reading, anyways. :D

[sleepin_dude_99]

That actually sounds pretty EPIC. XD

Good luck. I really hate writing short stories, personally.

I've only written a page and a half, we haven't even taken off yet D:

Oh, by the Way...

   My dream vacation would be a simple trip to Japan with my friends. Nothing much, really, we'd tour the sites, walk through the cities, among other things. But it's not the vacation that I'd want, it'd be the trip.

   It'd start out on a Thursday, simply because I could never get the hang of Thursdays. I had brought my towel with me, and The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy for any Earthen references that may be mentioned in the series. My friend Mark had brought his awesomely awesome Katana so that in the case that he found a blacksmith, he might be able to refurbish it. My other friend, Shane, is always whining about protection, so he decided to bring a shotgun loaded with bird shot. My third friend, Tyler, only brought his book by H.G. Lovecraft and a flamethrower that he'd made himself out of wood, which surprisingly never caught on fire.

   We'd board the Pushman Flying Train at Newark Airport, not too sure why Newark, but that's what the sign said, so deal with it. The Train would take off at 12:33 PM sharp, and we were waiting in the Airport.

"You know the Train is going to be skyjacked, you know it is! That's why I brought my shotgun. I loaded it with bird shot, but I wish I had something stronger, bird shot never works-" Shane said "WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE! God, is that all you do? Seriously, who are you even talking to?" Tyler whined. "I WAS talking to you, but you INTERRUPTED ..." Shane yelled back. "Would you both SHUT UP? I am NOT dealing with this for, what, 20 hours? God, I can't remember how long the flight is to Osaka..." I said, annoyed.

Boom-boop

Passengers on Flight A96, your flight is now boarding.
Passengers on Flight A96, your flight is now boarding.
Thank you.

Boom-boop

"There's our flight, we better go." Mark said, almost emotionless. He'd been examining his katana since we'd gotten to the airport. He sheathed it, stood up, and walked over to the Take-Off lane... thingy. Tyler, Shane, and I followed.

Tyler was stopped going through the security (seeing as he was carrying his Flamethrower on his back) and he'd said it was a keepsake. Security, stupidly enough, let him pass.

Once boarded, we luckily got 2 seats each, two of us sitting together, the other two sitting across from us. I was sitting with Tyler, Mark was sitting with Shane. We were talking laughing, the usual. The intercom came on.

Welcome, passengers! Please fasten your seatbelts; we will be taking off shortly...

So, we did as told.

Passengers, we will be taking off in a few minutes, the doors will now be closed to any late passengers...

The doors closed, but it wasn't just a normal shutting, it was very eerie, the sliding was slow, it was creaky. I was scared slightly, strangely. Something like that doesn't scare me...

Maybe it's just because it's Thursday, you know that Thursday has always sucked for you... I told myself.

I shook the thought of anything eerie out of my head, and started skimming through the pages of The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, looking for useful info about "primitive travel" or "Space-train food", assuming that Airplane Food was like Train Food, and assuming that both are like Space-train food.

Passengers, please turn off any electronic devices, for they may disrupt our mechanisms. We will be taking off momentarily...

I nudged Tyler in the arm "Isn't that the fourth or so time we've been told that we're going to take off?"

"Third, actually. Starting a plane shouldn't take this long." Tyler said. "Yeah..."

"They're plotting something, they have to be..." Tyler said quietly, skimming through his H.G. Lovecraft book. "What? Man, that book's getting to you, it really weird..." I said. "Nonsense, you just have to realize the beauty in Lovecraft's writing." "Than explain the 'beauty' in that naked corpse hanging from a rope." I said "Oh, shut up." He replied. "At least it's female..." "You never do shut up, do you?" I was laughing until the train took off.

^_^

Very good so far. If it were complete I'd keep reading, anyways. :D

Continuing on...

You've probably never felt the sensation of a flying train taking off. Well, neither have I, since this is all fake. Personally, I'd think it's sort of like a plane taking off, but with the smooth sensation of going up a roller coaster. You'd be anticipated, then comes the big drop, literally. On a flying train, you build up as much speed as possible on a short runway of tracks. The wings then spread out, and the engine faces down a little. The tracks lead up to a ramp, and from there, that's where the roller coaster sensation starts. Going up is slow, slow, oh, ever so slow. Then, the train darts downwards to build up speed, and then slides back upwards into a normal flight pattern, heading towards your destination. See Exhibit A at end of story.

Passengers, please hold on a moment, the co-pilot wants to do a flip.

More than three-quarters of the girls screamed. The rest laughed. Most likely in thinking that the pilot was joking.

Well, the ones who were laughing are now complete idiots. The pilot was most certainly not joking. They did an entire 360 degree flip. This scattered things everywhere, including our stuff. We couldn't get up to get it; our seatbelts seemed stuck, along with everyone else's. The co-pilot walked out with a ski-mask on, and said...

"Well, well, well. What have we here? Seatbelts stuck, hmm? Well, we'll just be releasing the snakes on you."

He turned around, and pressed a secret button hidden in the roof of the train. A door opened, and snakes came pouring out.

If you think about it scientifically, there is absolutely nothing scary about snakes. These snakes were

Now I need I non-venomous snake with a REALLY bad bite.