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Post by Zaphod on Nov 30, 2003 9:49:40 GMT -5
Ok, this is how it goes. It's a lot of fun, don't worry. One person (which will be me in this case) starts a story, writes about one or two paragraphs but leaves it kinda hanging...so another person can pick the story up and do whatever they want...then another person...another person...
It's even more fun if you make it wacky and zany. I'll start.
It was a bright and clear morning when Trapper woke up. He was ready to greet the day. Carefully he lowered himself from bed. He groaned; his back ached from the rub down he had the other day. But nevermind- today was another day! He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen and-GASP!
Ok, now it's YOUR turn. What did he see in the kitchen? Was it human? Was it male, female? And what ever was he doing? ::dum dum dum::
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Post by Hawkeye13 on Nov 30, 2003 11:34:13 GMT -5
Dr.Stanley Riverside II was standing in Trapper's home.He was in a pair of pink tights with diving flippers and his boxers outside of his tights, and he holding an overnight bag! Had Trapper not been so old, so wise, and so shocked he would have laughed at Stanleys un-Stanley-like appearence. "Why are you standing in my kitchen?" Trapper asked,"How the heck did you get in here?"
"Window!" Stanley replied. "Oh you whimp." Trapper yelled.
"But my wife kicked me out again!" Stanley scowled, "She says I am a poor excuse for a man." Then why dont you go to your Father's house?" Trapper suggested, rather angrily. "Because he says I am a poor excuse for man too." Stanley had begun to cry. "And besides, he is sailing away to the carribean with an all girl crew."
"Again!?" Trapper asked, "Last time he did that you were kidnapped and no one was here to pay the ransome." Stanley was on the ground looking at his foot." Have you asked Gonzo if you can stay with him?" Trapper asked. "Gonzo lives in a mobile home in the Hosital's parking lot. I am a Riverside, a very rich one at that." Stanley said, rising to his feet in a rather dramatic-self-centered manor."Riversides stay in only the finest homes and mansions, not motor homes."
![]() www.angelfire.com/folk/pr/TJMD2_051.jpg [/img] "But you are wearing that!? Alright!" Trapper said as he began to put on his favorite red hawaiin shirt...."You can stay here...but if you start reorganizing my underwear by color again....you will be out of a job...." "One more thing"...Stanley began,"....I kinda screwed up in surgery yesterday..." "I dont want to here it" Trapper said."I am late for work as it is..." Trapper hopped into his car and headed for SFM. But the suprise he got when he arrived would shock him... [/color] Alright, you continue. And remember for some unknown reason Stanley is in pink tights.[glow=red,2,300] [/glow]
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Post by Zaphod on Nov 30, 2003 17:55:37 GMT -5
So Trapper was riding into work, completely oblivious to the surprises that would greet and shock him at the hospital.
Trapper walked to his tiny office and looked at the schedule for the day.
"So many chests need to be cut open...wow," he said, unaware of how stupid he sounded.
"Hey, Trapper!" It was Gonzo.
"Yes, Gonzo."
"You'd never believe...Stanley was doing surgery yesterday, and...well..." Behind Gonzo a man with a teacup stuck over his head waved sarcastically.
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Post by Hawkeye13 on Nov 30, 2003 18:03:07 GMT -5
"I dont want to hear it, Gonzo!" Trapper said putting his fingers in his ears.
"Whats the problem Trapp? Does someone need a massage?" Gonzo asked.
"No! Well...Ok!"
"Just relax."
"No there is no time for this many chests need to be cut open," Trapper said running for a scrub outfit.
"Stanley is staying in my house."
"Why?"
"Long story, and he was there for all of 10 min. and he is already driving me mad!"
"I feel bad for you trapp. Hey! I know how to scare Stanley out of your house..."
"And he is wearing tights.." Trapper laughed.
"No way!"
"Yes."
"Trapper I have the perfect plan to solve you Stanley problem..."
Gonzo grapped a crash cart and headed for the door.
"Dont do anything that will get me in trouble."Trapper yelled. "But then again...what else can you do...."
[glow=BLUE,2,300]Take it away!...[/glow]
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Post by Zaphod on Nov 30, 2003 18:12:48 GMT -5
After unscrewing a teapot from a man's head, Trapper felt ready for anything. He cut open many chests, made money, saved the day, and all that stuff. But he still had the problem of Stanley at his house...
He opened the door to his house, threw keys on the counter, was about to walk inside when he hit something.
"Whaaat?" he muttered.
"Hey, Trapper," a miserable voice moaned from beneath him. Stanley was all slumped on the floor, looking so depressed.
"Get off my shoes!" Trapper said! "Get up from the ground! What do u think you're doing!"
"I'm mourning."
"What?"
"Mourning."
"Yes, but what?"
"Oh, I don't know." Odd silence.
"Ok, Stanley." Trapper grabbed him and set him on his feet. "You've got to stop. If you're staying with me, you might as well not mop the floor with your tears." He was about to go on, but his eyes had noticed a dark figure hiding behind the lamp....
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Post by Hawkeye13 on Nov 30, 2003 20:35:32 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Stanley stood looking in the direction of the shadow. "Oh no..." Stanley yelled. "Its him."
"Who?" Trapper asked.
"Do you remember the ghost?"
"Yes. i do." Trapper replied.
While Trapper had been studying the notes of a brilliant doctor, apparently the ghost of the doctor was raised and it stalked JT.
(This happened in episode 127. "THE UNHOLY GHOST")
"Well, Trapper allow me to introduce you to the ghost.
He is in your house"
"You have to be kidding."
"I kid you not Trapper! I was taking a shower and blood began to poor from the shower head. I ran out and the door closed on my face...by itself...."
"Stanley...this is sad...it is sad you expect me to believe that sad story."
"Trapper, alot of weird things seem to happen to us while we are at SFM. We have been chased by Vampires, Robots, gypsies, I mean John, I think your cursed. And I am going to have to report you."
Stanley took out a small notepad, the one he always used to write down who he was going to report to his daddy that day. Everymorning as if it was planned(it probubly was) Stanley would report 4 or 5 different people. And now he was reporting Trapper. He jotted down the name and notes quickly and then said:
"Apparently you had convinced Gonzo to attack me and get me to believe it was a ghost. To scare me out of your home! You were no doubt in on it!"
And with that Stanley was gone...and Trapper's career may have gone with him.
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Post by Zaphod on Dec 1, 2003 15:49:37 GMT -5
Trapper called Gonzo.
"Gonzo?"
"Yes, Trapper! Hello!"
"Am I bothering you?"
"Well, yes, because-"
"Ok," Trapper went on, "I'm sorry to interrupt you but I've got a question...what exactly did you do to my shower today?"
"Oh. It's a long story," he mumbled. His voice grew distant. "Uh...why?"
"Just tell me!"
"Sure."
GONZO'S LONG STORY
(as told by his diary)
Well, today I stopped by Trapper's house when no one was looking. Attempting to scare Stanley out of his house, I poured Ketchup into the shower. Oh, gee, I hope Trapper doesn't take a shower after work. Should have thought more. Anyways, now when Stanley uses Trapper's shower, tomato paste of my back refrigarator shall pour over his small, writhiring, puny body much to the enjoyment of Trapper and I who shall laugh like Tickle Me Elmo in a toddler's play pin.
Trapper gasped. Ketchup! In his shower. Ew. But how could Gonzo be that stupid as to plug up his pipes with tomato paste? And how could Stanley be so stupid as to not notice the tomatoey smell of the "blood" pouring from his shower?? Oh, God. What a mess.
Meanwhile, Stanley was talking to his father...
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Post by Hawkeye13 on Dec 1, 2003 15:59:19 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Stanley stood staring at the back of his Dad's chair. His Dad never faced him. He said he was "Too ugly to look at."
Stanley never cared about this, his Dad gave him money and a job at the Hospital, thats all he really wanted. He stood and waited for his Father's awnser...
Meanwhile Trapper had told Jackpot, the African American intern at the Hospital about Gonzo's little joke. Jackpot brought up a good point...Stanley is a surgeon...he should be able to tell blood from tomato. This brought up another good point...had Stanley known of the ketchup...had he been planning something?....
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Post by Jt4ME on Dec 4, 2003 13:46:09 GMT -5
The Chopper landed, and the wounded were taken out and into the ER. Stanley(if my memory is correct, havent seen the show since it was on FX) was in charge of the ER. He picked who went into the O.R. first. And as usual, he picked someone with a less than terminal illness. In a room with 50 people gushing blood, he picks the one with "The annoying nasal drip."
So onthey walked.
The Titanic, Gonzos large bulking motor home, where he lived, pulled into the parking lot.
Stanley saw it.
"I swear, I will get rid of the hulking mass of flaming..."
"Stanley Riverside please call your Father"
Came over the PA.
"His Father must want to talk about what to do with Trapper, with John outof the wuy, it would leave Stanley in charge, and that meant the Titanic was doomed.
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Post by Zaphod on Dec 6, 2003 11:16:41 GMT -5
Stanley's dad wasn't a dumb cookie. He had known since his son's birth that he wasn't the brightest lightbulb. But still, he'd rather see Stanley as the head of the hospital than Trapper John, whoever he was. And at least Stanley would get rid of that mobile home thing in the hospital's parking lot...
"Hey, Dad!" Oh, shoot.
"Hello, Stanley."
"So...um...what's up?"
"Stanley, what are your feelings on Trapper John?"
"Oh, please!" His voice lowered. "I hate that guy. Who does he think he is anyway? Sean Connery? Hahahah!"
"Stop that maniacal laughing, son!"
"Ok." He stopped. Sometimes his dad scared him. He wished that he'd once just turn that swivel chair around and look right at him, so his fears would diminish.
"Now, what have you done in the past to make Trapper's life a living- um...well...you know."
"Well, that's the problem, Dad. I don't really do much. He finds ways to be annoyed at me, no matter what I do. I mean, true the other day I tried scaring him out of his house, but to no avail. And true, I realized there was ketchup in his shower, but I didn't care."
"Ketchup?"
"Nevermind."
"Ok, Stanley, here's the deal...........we're going to press charges against Trapper..."
"what kind of charges?"
"I'll leave that up to another TrapperJohn webpage fan fiction writer to decide."
"Huh?"
"Nevermind. But anyways, all you can do now is just wait for Trapper to leave."
"And then?"
"Then you shall be King!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
"King?"
"Nevermind."
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Post by Hawkeye13 on Dec 7, 2003 10:26:44 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Nurse Gloria Brancusi stood in the ER. She was waiting for Dr.Riverside, everyday she had the same arguement after the same events took place.
It was like a schedule:
1.Wounded come into the Hospital.
2.Stanley calls his Dad to say:"We need more Nurses."
3. Nurse Brancusi would be sent down.
4.Stanley would send her back saying "She is too distracting."
But today was different, she wasnt going to take it! She was going to stand her ground! She was staying and that was final.
"Hello Dr.Ricerside," she said as she saw Stanley, leaning against the wall and opening his small notepad, ready to report someone. She walked toward him.
"What? Are you stupid? Cant you see im snooping!?"
"I am here to work, they said you needed more nurses."
"Go away your too distracting."
"No."
Yes."
"No."
"I will report you!"
"Goodbye Doctor Riverside."
And with that she left, but she stopped, she had seen Stanley's notebook, and Trapper's name was in it.
Take it away......................
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Post by Jt4ME on Dec 7, 2003 12:25:01 GMT -5
So she ran up the stairs to Trapper Johns office. Then she opened the door and found out that noone was there.
"Bummer."She said to herself.
Looking for someone Ms.Bracusi?"A voice said from behind the door.
And out rolled a wheel chair, its back was facing Gloria.
"Hello, mr.Riverside." She said.
"Gloria, darling. Mr.McIntyre is gone."
"You mean Dr.McIntyre."
"Well, he was Dr.McIntyre, but by the end of today we will be calling him Mr.McIntyre!"
"Im not going to let you get away with this!"
"You have to! I sign your pay checks! You would be a fool to challenge me!"
"Oh, your right."
Money meant too much to Gloria to give it up to save Trapper. But Trapper's friend ship meant too much to Gonzo, who had been listening from in the closet.
He had a plan.
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Post by AlexKidd on Dec 7, 2003 14:24:46 GMT -5
Gonzo's plan was to sneak into his girlfriend's closet and take his girlfriend's favorite item! Trapper at home: What am I gonna do!?!? Just then, Stanley broke down the door with a hammer. He had a rifel in his hand, and a bottle of a liquid that makes you act strange in his other hand....the kind Duff Man advertises.... Stanley: Hickup! I want heu 2 es-kah-pay! Trapper: You mean "you" and "escape?" Stanley: Cheese!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Trapper: Flushy flush!!!!!!!!!!!!  Gonzo comes in... Gonzo: My plan was 2 get Stanley drunk so he cannot be head doctor! So hue can beee! To be continued...with more CHEESEY action! |
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Post by Hawkeye13 on Dec 14, 2003 11:55:30 GMT -5
;D Trapper ran from his house and into the woods before relaising.
"Hey. Gonzo had a really good plan."
So Trapper walked back and thanked Gonzo.
"Hey Gonzo."
"Yeah."
"Thanks for stoipping Stanley from taking my job. Where is he?"
"Uhhh......"
Stanley was running through the supermarket screaming out:
"The aliens are coming! They cant be stopped! Prepare yourselfs..."
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Post by Flushy on Dec 17, 2003 20:14:39 GMT -5
Trapper:
Here we go again!
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
Gonzo:
Say Wha?
Trapper: Wha.
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