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This next one I also wrote in June 2006. After that event.

 

This story happened when our teacher gave us a small paragraph on what was to happen in this story (you find a door. what colour is it? is it wooden? there's a light shining behind it, what's the colour? etcetc...)

at first it started out as it was meant to be: a normal story, but it got deeper. I'll bold the bits that are personal to me.

 

As I lay in bed after waking up in the middle of the night with no explanation, all I hear is the soft wind rustling the leaves outside my window.

As I turn my head to the right, a door that was never there before appears before me. Am I still dreaming? Do I just feel like I'm awake? A soft, heavenly glow seeps through the gaps. It is a soft white, wooden door with a silver handle, and I feel a sense of security running through me.

 

I slowly get out of bed and walk towards the door. I hold the silver handle with anticipation but unusually calm. Without even realising, I have opened the door and the soft yellow light blinds my eyes.

 

As my eyes adjust, I see nothing but steep steps going down. The light has disappeared, the wind grows more ferocious outside as nothing down the steps awaits me but silent darkness. My foot steps onto the splintered wooden step, and I start to descend towards the bottom. The only light I see are a few aged burning torches on the side of the walls, burning with cold flame.

 

As I continue to go down the wooden steps, a rush of cold wind from the bottom rushes by me, screaming as it goes past making the torches flicker. I close my eyes in fear as my sense of security has gone. Only my curiosity lets me go on now.

 

As I reach the bottom, a hallway is laid out before me. It is much brighter; with lights on the sides of the wall, the walls are cream with a red carpet which reminds me of an olde aged building and wealth. The carpet is soft which pleases me bare feet. My fear has declined but my senses are sharp. I hear nothing but my feet sinking into the carpet.

 

The hallway is not empty; it has a few paintings here and there on the walls beside me. Very old at first, realistic family member portraits, but as I progress they are much more recent. The old ones seemed quite haunting, but the newer ones have more colour which gives me a sense of warmth.

 

Footsteps! Where did they come from? They seem to be coming towards me. In a rush of panic, I run holding my breath to where I came from. The stairs! Where are they? The steps are getting closer! The stairs are replaced by a door, which seems identical to the door that got me here. I reach for the handle in desperation but it doesn't budge. I tug, and tug but nothing happens. I bash into the door hoping to break it's hinges but to no avail. The footsteps are near! What do I do?!

 

(i'm going to have dinner now, I am starving, will write the rest later! ...SOON later =])

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Authors Note (A/N): Small script inspired by Mika4Life13 (i think lol) and a suggestion by mamacatt, inspired by the Oldlings! now, on with the script...

Oldlings you are BEAUTIFUL!!!

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Oldlings finish with Jazz Hands and smiling faces. The MFC choir whoop and cheer. Mika has his hands covering his face, his fingers spread so he was able to witness the disaster in front of his eyes

 

Mika: Oh My God, I've created a monster.

 

*still giggling*

Caz, I noticed that you used the earlier version of Oldlings You Are Beautiful....this is the newest (and bestest) It mentions more MFC'ers and eliminates the risque vegetable :naughty: :

 

slurp...sluuuuurrrrppp....ahhhhhh.....Oldlings you are beautiful ...

thump thump thump....tinka..tink...whack...whack..

 

Strolls into the chat room

Directions from Cattie Gurl

Mamacatt says, Oldlings, you are beautiful!

Mornin' coffee and the MFC,

Mornin' coffee and I'm on my knees,

Screamin' 'Oldlings, you are beautiful'!

 

You take your Youngling thread

Where Oldlings scratch their heads and are shy

Cuz they just don't understand

All that's said is why

 

You take your youngling age

multiply it by 4

Now a whole lot of oldlings

need a whole lot more

(glasses, hearing aids, wheelchairs, tena whatevers .....you know)

 

Get yourself down to the Oldlings thread,

find yourself with a penguin

Freddie D, Ruth, and Clare,

Kath, Robi, and Shari...

 

No need to fantasize,

Mika friends they're all here,

in a space for us "old folk"

from all the wide world's places

 

Candboys you are beautiful,

Silver you are beautiful,

Crystal and El are beautiful,

Sheena you are beautiful,...

 

Strolls into the chat room

Feels like a big bufoon

I said, Oldlings, you are beautiful!

Afternoon tea and the MFC

Afternoon tea, Rose's choccies,

Screamin' 'Oldlings, you are beautiful'!

 

Get yourself down to the Oldlings thread,

Find yourself with dear Charlotte

dcdeb walks in-

In our eyes, she is a starlet!

 

No need to fantasize

carri's cooking a chicken

Weealx wins the trivia prize

there's humour in all the right places

 

Leona you are beautiful,

Bexxy you are beautiful,

Poohsticks you are beautiful,

MM you are beautiful,...

 

Get yourself to the Oldlings thread,

To chat with some Nederlanders...

Diana, Miek, AMP

At Ham'jam we'll see their faces!

(the lucky ones who get to go, that is!)

 

No need to fantasize

Wendi calls a policeman

she's got tonnes of lollies

arrived without any traces

 

Vicky (MLV) you are beautiful,

*Mikey's guitar riffs*

guylainem123 you are beautiful,

Happikali you are beautiful,...

Laurel, you are beautiful

MIKA you are beautiful...

 

Get yourself down to the Official thread

find a new post by Freddie

Heart skips a beat,

MFC is more than ready!

 

Oldlings you are BEAUTIFUL!!! .................

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WOW!!! You are good!! amazing!! I lo ve how you write :wub2:

 

thank you!

 

this is what we call a pause for real life hahahaha

 

bon appetit!

 

unfortunately so haha. just finishing eating my ice cream :thumb_yello:

 

*still giggling*

Caz, I noticed that you used the earlier version of Oldlings You Are Beautiful....this is the newest (and bestest) It mentions more MFC'ers and eliminates the risque vegetable :naughty: :

 

NOW you tell me lmao!

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John: Mika! Mika where are you?

Mika: Not telling!

 

John was speaking to Mika on the phone, face was very red but Mika was nonetheless very cheeky.

 

John: And where are the band!

Mika: With meeeeeeee!

John: BUT WHERE ARE YOOOOOOOU?

Mika: Oh bye John! I've just been called!

John: Called WHERE?!

Mika: Bye!

........

 

Band: I DON'T CARE WHAT THEY SAY, I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU

Simon: Oh no.

Band: THEY TRY TO PULL ME AWAY, BUT THEY DON'T KNOW THE TRUTH

John: *is now drunk*

Band: MY HEART'S CRIPPLED BY THE VEIN THAT KEEPS ON CLOSING...YOU CUT ME OPEN AND I...

 

A parade of MFCers now join on the stage, accompanied with their awful singing

everyone: KEEP BLEEDING! KEEP, KEEP BLEEDING LOVE!!! KEEP BLEEDING, I KEEP, KEEP BLEEDING LOVE!

 

 

OMG Caz - I just read this now - too too funny! Keep them coming!

Quick! Give 'em Bandaids before they exsanguinate!!!!LMAO!

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part 2 coming up :wink2:

 

Hey, another idea for your ever-evolving, constantly entertaining script, Caz!

In the Official Update thread, Christine suggested a busload of fans trailing the "mother bus" all over North America on the next tour. Alex pimped up the bus like so:

http://www.mikafanclub.com/forums/showthread.php?t=14279&page=38

and there is much hilarious convo about the whole scenario - *what if the mother bus parks underground and leaves by a door we don't know about?- discussion about tracking devices, etc...*:naughty:

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The door swings open by itself and I dive in. The door shuts and I see my bedroom.

Breathing heavy sighs with relief, I get up from the floor. I look behind me and the door is gone. Exhausted from confusion, I go towards my bed and move the duvets...and I see myself laying in bed!

 

I gasp and move backwards in shock and fall over a chest that wasn't there before. Feeling like Pandora, I glance at it which is made from mahogany wood and gold hinges. I open it and all I see is a picture of myself smiling and a red love heart. I stare in bewilderment.

 

"It's been many years."

I look up wide-eyed in fear to see the spirit of my deceased grandad smiling kindly down at me.

"Don't be scared. I've come to help."

 

I gather the gifts from the box and stand up. With my free hand I hold onto my grandad. We are suddenly time-warped and I see various stages of me growing up.

"You've been hurt many times." He says, with kindness, "You do not realise it at the moment but this is because you're not ready for what you are chasing after. Just keep smiling," he says, as he points to my picture, "and love will ffind you." and he points to the heart. "Remember to take your time. Tonight has been metaphorical: You find what you think is a scary approach, then you become comfortable with what is happening, but as soon as something you're not ready for comes your way you back down. Deep inside you're not ready. Just keep on as you are, and you'll be fine. I am here to guide you."

 

And with that, he disappears and I'm outside my house. I look, and I realise that all I need right now is my family.

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Hey, another idea for your ever-evolving, constantly entertaining script, Caz!

In the Official Update thread, Christine suggested a busload of fans trailing the "mother bus" all over North America on the next tour. Alex pimped up the bus like so:

http://www.mikafanclub.com/forums/showthread.php?t=14279&page=38

and there is much hilarious convo about the whole scenario - *what if the mother bus parks underground and leaves by a door we don't know about?- discussion about tracking devices, etc...*:naughty:

 

oh yes i saw a little bit about that! shall have to check it out later. im on my sister's comp and she wants to use it lol. until then ladies and gentleman...until then....

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Ok Caz- here's more inspiration for you....

have you heard of Christophe Willem? Found this on the "And y'all thought Mika had a high voice" thread. Beautiful voice, catchy song and the vid is hilarious - he's at some sort of a self help group, all sitting in a circle - I picture MFC'ers in one of these :roftl: :roftl: getting out their frustrations...waiting for officialdom, etc!:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :lmao: :arf2:

(just a bit of a warning - his voice is very feminine sounding)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bl49hbnWV2I pay special attention to 2:14

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Chapter 10

 

 

Scut Monkey: Okay! Right, the register is done and everyone is here. Yippee!

*MFC cheer*

Scut Monkey: Oh, who's driving again?

Simon: I am, fool.

Scut Monkey: :boxed: Who's driving Mika's tour bus?

 

*::..::*Mika's Tour Bus*::..::*

 

John: Stupid Simon...

Mika: No no no, it's SIMPLE Simon.

John: Nooo I'm calling the old bus driver stupid!

Mika: That's not very nice.

John: He's gone and left us Mika! And now we have to travel Australia by ourselves.

Mika: It can't be that hard?

John: Pffft, you don't even drive, boy. Right okay let me take the wheel, here's the map. *thrusts map at Mika*

Mika: Oooh look at the pretty colourful lines!

John: Don't get distracted! Right so...key in ignition....turn ignition....right. It's on. Where are we Mika?

Mika: In Australia. At last.

John: I KNOW THAT!!!

Mika: ...In my tour van?

John: I KNOW THAT TOO!!!

Mika: You need to stop asking questions you already know the answer to. That's mad.

John: *puts head on wheel and bashes three times. He inhales deeply and puts his hands together in a praying position and presses it against his nose for a few seconds. He then clasps the wheel tightly and seems quite tense* Mika, where abouts in Australia are we?

Mika: ... I told you, in my tour bus.

 

*::..::*MFC Tour Bus*::..::*

 

The MFC can hear a bus's horn going off for a long time in the distance

 

Simon: I've found Mika's tour bus. Let's follow that sound!

MFC: YaaaaaaY!!!

 

Simon turns on the van and it makes a low, roaring sound. He pushes down the accelerator and it screeches off, following the sound of Mika's tour van's horn.

 

*::..::*Mika's Tour Van*::..::*

 

John: OKAY. MIKA. Listen to me.

Mika: Oh look a squirrel...

John: MIKA!!!!!

Mika: No look! A squirrel! He's stealing your nuts!

John: *looks behind him and sees a squirrel stealing his nuts. He gets into a hissy fit, screaming like a banshee and trying to shoo him away, forgetting that he has his seatbelt on* Nooo!!!! Get away you flithy thing!! Shoo! Shooooo!!!!

*squirrel hops away with a few nuts*

John: *hand slides down his face* Sheesh. Right, Mika. Are you listening?

Mika: Yes.

John: Good. Okay, see that sign over there?

Mika: Over where?

John: Over there! *points to Mika's left, Mika's head follows* See?

Mika: Ya.

John: It says Sydney.

Mika: Sid....nee...

John: Yes. Sydney.

Mika: Spell that for me.

John: Oh for the love of Pete, Mika.

Mika: Who's Pete?

John: Mika if you want to keep your manager happy I suggest you FRIGGIN SHUT UP!

Mika: :blink:

John: Beautiful. Okay...it goes: S, Y, D, N, E, Y. Sydney.

Mika: Cool. I can spell Sydney.

John: Yes.

Mika: Am I clever?

John: Yes.

Mika: Yippee! Andy, did you get that? *Mika turns to face the back of the tour bus and there's Andy sitting in the darkness*

Andy: Uhm...actually I was busy watching a video I made on my camcorder.

Mika: Ooooooh what video?

Andy: ...........I'm not telling.

Mika: Did you make a porn video?

Andy: NOOO!!!!!!

Mika: Can I see it?

Andy: I didn't make a porn video!!!!

Mika: I know. I heard. But I still want to see your video.

Andy: Oh, I thought you wanted to see it because it was porn.

Mika: So it IS porn?

Andy: NO!

Mika: But you just said-

John: MIKA! FOCUS!

Mika: But I want my fans to think I'm clever and he totally missed it!

John: Trust me Mika, your fans think you're very special.

Mika: :original:

John: Okay, so. We want to get to the Sydney Opera House. Your concert is gonna be huge. Now, can you tell me which way to Sydney Opera House is?

Mika: No, all I can read on this map is "Sydney".

John: ANDY!!! YOUR ASSISTANCE IS REQUIRED!!!!!

Andy: I'm busy!

John: DOING WHAT?!

Andy: ....I'm not telling.

Mika: He's making a porn video.

Andy: AM NOT!!!!!!!

Mika: ....Are.

Andy: ....Gay.

Mika: You're gay.

Andy: John's gay.

Mika: IS HE?!

John: :doh:

Mika: I had no idea you were a whoopsie.

John: stfu Mika. Just....just stop now.

 

*::..::*five hours later*::..::*

 

It's now night-time, gone 9pm and Mika hasn't shown up for his concert. All the fans are pretty downhearted, but have decided to go to the nearest pub and mourn, cry and scream in style. While videoing every second.

 

Scut Monkey: He cancelled again. Bring the fans up and knock em back down again. Boy does he know how to do a cancellation! :yay:

 

*::..::*Mika's Tour Van*::..::*

 

John: That's it. You're done for Mika. We are completely lost, you've missed your concert, your fans are going to hate you, and you don't seem to care.

Mika: ....Sydney's pretty though, isn't it?

John: You make me want to slit my wrists sometimes.

Mika: That's pretty serious. Go see Andy, I'm sure he can cheer you up.

John: No Mika.

Mika: There's no shame in being gay, you know.

John: I never said there was.

Mika: So you admit it?

John: Admit what?

Mika: That you're gay.

John: No. I'm not gay.

Mika: You sure?

John: Pretty damn positive.

Mika: Oh.

 

*awkward silence*

 

John: I don't like this silence Mika.

Mika: Neither do I, I feel like you're gonna come on to me.

John: There's no way in Hell I'm gonna do that.

Mika: Why not?

John: Cos I'm not gay!

Mika: Am I not attractive enough?

John: It's not that -

Mika: Do I attract you, do I repulse you with my queasy smile?

John: Stop right there.

Mika: Am I too dirty, am I too flirty, do I like what you like?

John: STOP!

Mika: I could be wholesome, I could be loathsome, guess I'm a little bit shy...

John: OH FOR PETE'S SAKE!

Mika: Is Pete your lover?

John: NOOO!!!!

Mika: OMG A MAN WHO THOUGHT HE WAS STRAIGHT HAS JUST FOUND OUT HE WAS GAY AND IS HAVING A GAY RELATIONSHIP. I COULD SOOOO WRITE A SONG ABOUT THIS!

John: I knew it, God doesn't love me.

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:original:

 

i'm gonna have to stop these scripts one day lol....when we become official i think i'll make my last script :thumb_yello:

 

what for??? :boxed: :boxed:

dont' you want to be known as the "official fan club script writer" ? that is one big title!!

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what for??? :boxed: :boxed:

dont' you want to be known as the "official fan club script writer" ? that is one big title!!

 

:roftl:

 

once i give mika my script, that will be official enough for me lol.

 

and then five or so years down the line, newbies will creep onto this thread and go "oh look - how cool is this! a script was made just before they were official! how cool!"

 

:mf_rosetinted:

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:shocked: Oh no! That would be a tragedy, such a loss for the MFC:thumbdown:

 

:roftl:

 

the thread will still be here so people can always bump it...

 

and i'll try to leave a cliff hanger at the end in case i randomly decide to add onto it. sound good? :thumb_yello:

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