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Armageddon:Dan's JP3 Page - Chapter 1 - Special Edition
By Spinoboy11
Chapter 1-Dark Hunter's Message
Dino-Snore typed away on his computer one cool, summer night. He took a sip of his Pepsi and sighed. He yawned as he entered the url for Dan's JP3 Page--the most popular website for Jurassic Park III news. Alongside him was Dark Hunter, a well-known veteran on the website, who was hanging out for the night.
Dino-Snore:Where should we head to?
Dark Hunter:Go to the message board. I want to see what’s going on there.
Dino-Snore moved the arrow on his computer to the link “message board” and clicked on the mouse. Then, all of a sudden, a pop up appears on the screen. The message came from a new member on the website. Dino-Snore looked at Dark Hunter, who nodded his head.
Dark Hunter:Go ahead and check it out.
Dino-Snore moved his mouse up to the upper-left corner of his computer screen and clicked the "OK" button. Dark Hunter and Dino-Snore looked surprised when they saw the member "Dino Davy" appear. The two members shook their heads and turned their attention to the message:
"Hey! I'm new to the site, and I wanted to know if you want to help me with a fan fiction I’m making. I’m looking forward to become a part of this site, since it’s #1 on the Internet!
-Dino Davy"
Dark Hunter laughed as he read the end of the instant message. He immediately turned the keyboard until it faced towards his body. Chuckling, he began to type. Dino-Snore snickered as he watched Dark Hunter’s reply showing up, letter by letter.
"Help you? Heh! You’re a friggin newbie! Who the blue hell are you???!!! Oh, I know…nothing!
-Dark Hunter"
Dino-Snore chuckled and slapped Dark Hunter’s hand, who was sending the message. Dark Hunter sat back in his chair and laughed.
Meanwhile...
Dino Davy grinded his teeth ferociously after reading Dark Hunter’s message. He clinched his fists and growled. The newbie didn’t bother to respond, instead he began to spend his time e-mailing every newbie/spammer on the site. To every one of the members he sent messages to, he wrote…
"Meet me at a meeting, Friday, June 21, 9:30 central time, it's urgent.
-Dino Davy"
His slight frown slowly turned into a wide smirk.
Dino Davy:Their asses are mine!
Meanwhile…
Evilgrinch was in his bed asleep when suddenly his alarm clock started to ring repeatedly. He tried to turn it off, but his tiredness wore him down. Then, with one burst of quickness, he slapped the button on the top of the clock. He tried to go back to sleep, but was interrupted by the ring of the doorbell.
Evilgrinch:Spinoboy11, get that!
Spinoboy11, Evilgrinch's housemate and friend, was nowhere to be found in the room. Evilgrinch rose up from his bed, grumpy, and walked downstairs.
Evilgrinch:Shit...
When he reached the bottom of the stairs, Evilgrinch saw Spinoboy11 opening up the door, with Vader and Post Grant standing in Evilgrinch’s view. The long-time Dan’s JP3 Page veteran quickly turned around and desperately tried to head back upstairs unnoticed, but his escape was thwarted when Spinoboy11 spotted him.
Spinoboy11:Hey, Evilgrinch! You're up!
Evilgrinch expressed a nervous smirk and whispered something to himself…
Evilgrinch:You're full of shit, you can kiss my ass.
Spinoboy11 invited Vader and Post Grant, two other well-known veterans from Dan's JP3 Page, into the living room. Vader scanned the room until he saw Evilgrinch slowly approaching down the stairs in his pajamas and robe, stretching.
Vader:Hey, wuzz up, Evilgrinch?! Brought some Budweisers.
Evilgrinch:Sweet.
Post Grant:Hey, Evilgrinch!
Evilgrinch:Yeah.
Evilgrinch didn’t bother to look at Vader, Spinoboy11, or Post Grant as he started towards the door. On his way out he grabbed the cup of coffee Spinoboy11 was holding. Post Grant scoffed and looked at Spinoboy11.
Post Grant:What's up his ass?
Spinoboy11:It’s early, numb nuts. He’s grumpy and tired, as you can see.
Evilgrinch walked outside quickly as he saw the paperboy riding down the street. Evilgrinch held his hand open to catch it. The paperboy threw the paper with extreme velocity, as the paper roughly landed on the veteran’s chest. Evilgrinch growled as he shook his mug swiftly towards the paperboy, causing the coffee to spill out. He sighed heavily as the coffee missed the paperboy by inches. He picked up the paper, giving one last stare towards the paperboy, before entering back in the house.
Evilgrinch:God damn fool.
Spinoboy11:What?
Evilgrinch:The paperboy.
Spinoboy11:Oh, let me see it.
Evilgrinch:Hold on.
Spinoboy11 snatched the paper from Evilgrinch and headed for the living room. He turned on TV to ESPN, where they were showing the Buccaneers/Rams NFC Championship Game from the 1999 season. Being a Bucs fan, and since they lost that game, he snarled as he flipped the channel until Baywatch popped up on the screen. Vader looked into the living room and shook his head. He turned to Evilgrinch and began to speak.
Vader:So, what are you doing today?
Evilgrinch didn't respond.
Vader:How many beers did you have last night?
Spinoboy11 quickly answered for Evilgrinch in the living room.
Spinoboy11:The asshole had three!
Post Grant eyes widened.
Post Grant:Damn, boy, you need to cut down on that shit.
Spinoboy11 got up from the black leather chair he was sitting on and replied to Post Grant, who was signing on the Internet.
Spinoboy11:Now I know where the beer last night went. He snuck downstairs and grabbed two, then came back six minutes later and grabbed the one I was saving!
Evilgrinch:You can buy your own, Spinoboy11. By the way, I'll drink anything but club soda.
Vader:I remember when you had Vodka at that nightclub…
Evilgrinch twisted his head upwards, remembering that night.
(DELETED SCENE)
Evilgrinch was drinking glass by glass of liquor with a Vodka bottle sitting beside him. Spinoboy11, Vader, and Post Grant cheer their friend on as he chugs down each glass. Applause could be heard from the bar.
Spinoboy11:Good job, man!
Evilgrinch: (burps) Yeah, I guess…
The member puffs his cheeks up, giving a sign he’s about to throw up. Post Grant laughs at him, thinking he’s a wuss.
Post Grant:Come on, man! You suc…
Post Grant didn’t finish his sentence as he was barfed on by Evilgrinch. Everybody, including the sick member, surrounding Post Grant broke out into laughter. Post Grant growls and runs out of the bar, yelling and cussing.
(DELETED SCENE END)
Evilgrinch finally laughs, along with Spinoboy11 and Vader. However, Post Grant was silent.
Vader:What's wrong, Post Grant? Bad memories??? Heh heh heh.
Post Grant:The site...it's closed due to an invasion or something.
Spinoboy11:What?
Evilgrinch:Huh?
Post Grant:I'll check here, it'll take a few minutes to load, though.
Vader:So be it.
While Post Grant was working on the computer, Vader, Evilgrinch, and Spinoboy11 walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. Post Grant was tapping his foot on the floor until he yelled out to the other veterans.
Post Grant:Got it!!!
Vader, Evilgrinch, and Spinoboy11 quickly got to their feet and ran to the computer, which read:
"Due to the new group calling themselves, “The Allience", taking over this page, the site will now be closed to all veterans. If you're a veteran, call me and I'll tell you the date, time, and place where the meeting will be held at.
-Dan"
Post Grant quickly signed off and reached for the phone. He dialed the given number and held his breath for an answer.
Chapter 2…Coming Soon!
3/9/2003 11:03:51 PM
(Updated: 3/9/2003 11:28:40 PM)
(Updated: 3/24/2003 11:39:45 PM)
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