The CBB :: View topic - The Gloaters

#1: The Gloaters Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 1:19 pm

Sleep came easily that night, the sleep that normally comes only to those with a clear conscience, which as far as The Gloater was concerned she had. However, the Good Fairy of Drabble Land had other ideas on the subject, and this particular night would see The Gloater’s comeuppance. She had decided on a course of action which would normally be the province of the Wicked Witch, but she had been conspicuous by her absence on the Board of late. The plan would give The Gloater anything but a quiet night’s rest.
At first she descended into a deep slumber, plans for her own drabble swirling around in her head, prompted by her drive around the M25. However, with the Good Fairy hovering over her unseen, they began to swirl faster and faster, her characters taking on a life of their own, outside the confines of her plot. Into this whirling soup was added the plots and characters of the drabbles she had previewed. Joey Maynard, watching what might have been had she never been born; Leonie of Arilinn Tower posing as a Mistress at the Chalet School. The Gloater groaned in her sleep, but did not waken, and the Fairy smiled gently. The whirling and spinning died down, and The Gloater woke up – or she thought she did.

Last edited by Uto on Wed May 25, 2005 7:11 pm; edited 8 times in total

#2: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 2:39 pm

Very intriguing start!! May we have more? *Shrewd idea as to who 'The Gloater' is!!*

#3: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 2:47 pm

She was in a very strange place, not her own room, that was rather like a theatre, except that she wasn’t in a seat but somehow hanging in mid-air to watch events unfold. What she found herself watching was the result of the pea-soup mixing of the drabbles she for which had had a preview, and nothing really made sense. She saw the matrix gun explode in Barr’s hands, but he was surrounded by the guests at Joey’s surprise party, though since laran did not appear in that drabble, no one was hurt, and it seemed to be only a brilliant flash of light. She saw the alternative lives of the Chalet School characters, without Jo Bettany/Maynard’s influence on their lives, but nothing made sense, for the wrong things happened to the wrong people. Then she became aware of the figure standing off to one side, gloating. Gloating because she was in this predicament, not because she had seen a preview, and she realised who it was with a sick sense of dread. Matey!! Not the Matey of the Chalet School, beloved tyrant of numberless school girls. No! This was the Matey of the RCS! Her own incarnation of that redoubtable lady. L..The Gloater almost screamed, though she choked it back – she was after all, no spineless jellyfish.
“You see what happens when you gloat, my dear,” said the apparition.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 1:53 pm; edited 1 time in total

#4: Author: Ruth B, Location: Oxford, UK

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 3:07 pm

Great Uto! Is there going to be more?

#5: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 3:10 pm

*giggling* Wonderful, thanks Uto! IS there any more?? Poor L...Gloater!!!

#6: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 3:12 pm

#7: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 4:13 pm

*g*

Looking forward to her seeing this!!! Rolling Eyes

#8: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 4:49 pm

Tut, tut, tut...just see what happens to those who gloat! *Deciding not to gloat at having had warning of this Twisted Evil

#9: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 6:10 pm

heeheehee.

#10: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 7:22 pm

Very wise Carolyn!!!!

All The Gloater could do was stare in total horror, for she knew only too well just what this person was capable of. She remembered everything all too clearly and braced herself for what might come. Out of the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of someone else, sitting on a silver broomstick, golden hair cascading over her shoulders, but this vision disappeared very quickly, As if afraid of being seen too clearly. The Gloater looked back at Matey, but she too had gone. In her place was a figure she knew as well as she knew herself. A tall woman with brown wavy hair drawn off her face and secured in a knot at the back of her head. The blue-grey eyes gazed at her steadily, and she was unable to read any expression in the face. Beside her appeared someone else, the one person she would have expected to see with the first. This woman had a head of white hair, shot through with the chestnut colour of her youth. Her face was far easier to read, being brim-full of wicked laughter, which she swiftly hid as she caught The Gloater looking at her.
“My dear, we cannot always protect you from Matron,” said Hilda gently. “As you know, we have responsibilities and problems to deal with in the Real Chalet School.”
“A little matter of a potential flu epidemic I believe,” said Nell. “You do believe in giving us plenty of practice in problem-solving, don’t you?”
“Now you know we decided not to mention that Nell,” said Hilda. “The poor child has enough to worry about as it is.” It was possible to see that Hilda’s eyes were now full of sympathetic laughter, though her face remained grave as befitted the Head of a large and prestigious school; one moreover who had survived all the vicissitudes that had been thrown at her in the last year. “Perhaps I ought to thank you before we leave, my dear. I really had no idea that I was as strong as I seem to be. Bear in mind that trouble can bring out all the best features in a person and all their strengths, if only they will let it. I will leave you with the words that Madame gave to the School the last term we were in Tyrol. ‘Be brave’”

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 1:54 pm; edited 1 time in total

#11: Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 7:48 pm

I'm actually quite scared now! It sounds like there are Bad Things in store for L...The Gloater!

#12: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 8:47 pm

*snickering helplessly* Uh, ok. Um, Uto, this is inspired, but you have been warned what happened to people the last time we did anything unpleasant to L..Gloater...? *returns to snickering* *speculating about identities*

#13: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 8:49 pm

Wonder if L..The Goater will enjoy *this* cliff as much as the others!!!!

Last edited by Pat on Tue Oct 26, 2004 9:01 pm; edited 1 time in total

#14: Author: Nicole, Location: New Zealand

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 8:53 pm

Great stuff, Uto, and oh so well deserved. *has some thoughts on who Uto could be*

#15: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 8:54 pm

Pat!!!! I'm not sure you were supposed to admit that Gloater is L*****!!! Unless of course it's you doing the writing!!! Very Happy

#16: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 8:55 pm

Sorry!! Just seemed obvious who it was about!!!

#17: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 8:57 pm

pretty obvious but it might be safer for us to pretend to be oblivious... *wanders round looking dim*

#18: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 9:34 pm

LOL! This is looking good Uto! May we have more please?

#19: Author: JackieJ, Location: Kingston upon Hull

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 10:01 pm

Yes more please Uto (isn't that a band?). Hopes that L...The Gloater can cope with whatever is going to be thrown at her. Laughing

JackieJ

#20: Author: Josie, Location: London

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 10:12 pm

L..The gloater is being very quiet tonight.......

#21: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Tue Oct 26, 2004 10:46 pm

That's cos she's AWOL!

#22: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 2:58 am

What, Hilda & Nell aren't jumping to the rescue here? ROFL

"Poor child," indeed! *shakes head at gloaters who gloat by claiming not to*

#23: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 8:37 am

More please Uto Lisa_T - Nell had already referred to Lesley as the Gloater on the third reply!! Rolling Eyes

BTW - Lesley was away last night - I think she should be back tonight ... But don't let that stop you posting more Uto!! ETA Anyway - who else could it possibly be? And is it likely that anyone reading this hasn't read RCS and thus understand the implications of ....... *drum roll* ..... MATEY? Shocked

*looking forward to Uto's explanation of how this particular evil reincarnation came about!*

#24: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 3:42 pm

Oh dear, children will play! Uto........Hmmmmm! Twisted Evil

#25: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 4:23 pm

LOL!! Lovely reaction Lesley! *waiting eagerly for next post...*

#26: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 5:50 pm

Only just found this! Ooh, er! Will there be more? Pleeeaaase Wink

*Hastens to add that PatMac is a completely innocent bystander who just happened upon this thread *

#27: Author: Uto,

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 7:23 pm

The Gloater closed her eyes as the two Heads faded from sight, wondering what would happen next. Characters and plots continued to swirl around her, disorientating her and stopping her from thinking properly. At one point she thought she saw the grey other-worldly shape of a Swiss mountain, and she wibbled at the thought of what that place contained. However, it vanished as quickly as it had come and she relaxed a little. The threat of that awful place put the rest of the experience into perspective, and at last she felt as if it might be possible to follow the admonition to ‘be brave’.

Suddenly she felt herself diving forwards, down, down, down, feeling like she supposed a bungee jumper felt before hitting the bottom of the drop, but she could feel no straps, nothing to halt her downward plunge. The darkness lifted gradually and she felt herself slowing, till she was hovering in the corner of a room that she knew very well, though she had never actually seen it before.

Quote:

“Dad!” shrieked Flavia, and, flinging the rest of her biscuit to one side, she ran straight into his arms. “I’m here, chiya,” he whispered into her hair. “I’m here.” He looked up over the top of his step-daughter’s red head and met the suddenly knowing eyes of Leonie. Detaching himself from Flavia- who was now ravenous and had gone to rescue her biscuit- he moved forward and bowed. “Lady Leonie. I did not think I would find you here. You lend us grace, vai domna.”

Flavia’s shriek seemed to go right through her, splitting her head open, lighting the spark in her brain that her red hair suggested she had. Now she could hear the underlying thoughts behind the speech, and they were far louder than the spoken ones, echoing through her head. She shivered, feeling suddenly feverish, though not it must be said, with any strain of flu!
“Threshold sickness,” said a voice below her. “There is someone coming down with threshold sickness who is dangerously older than is normal to experience it.”

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 1:58 pm; edited 2 times in total

#28: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 7:29 pm

OOoooo, what's Threshold sickness???Sounds nasty, better be careful Uto, lesley has a lovely line in revenge! Twisted Evil

#29: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 8:49 pm

Hey! Why should my drabble be brought into this version of revenge on Lesley? I have been there, done that, bought the t-shirt, AND suffered the appropriate vengeance!!! ROFL

#30: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 9:34 pm

Uto wrote:

“There is someone coming down with threshold sickness who is dangerously older than is normal to experience it.”

Someone is going to seriously regret the words in bold! Twisted Evil

#31: Author: JackieJ, Location: Kingston upon Hull

Posted: Wed Oct 27, 2004 10:10 pm

I'm also in the dark about the Threshold Sickness Confused

Could someone explain Confused

Simply so we can unmask the culprit and punish them, of course, Lesley Rolling Eyes

JackieJ

#32: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 1:34 am

On Darkover (see Lisa_T’s Keeper at the CS drabble), threshold sickness often affects persons coming into their laran – usually around puberty, but it can be later (e.g. if powers will be unusually strong, or are awakened by a catalyst telepath.) It may include lots of nasty physical symptoms (fever & chills, hallucinations, extreme headaches) as well as uncontrolled flashes of laran gifts such as telepathy, precognition, etc. It can be fatal. But not, I trust, in this case. *has great faith in the Powers of Lesley* (though she may be destined to suffer as much as Hilda & Nell Neutral

.... What next, Uto?? Star Wars

)

#33: Author: Uto,

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:12 am

Lesley wrote:

Uto wrote:

“There is someone coming down with threshold sickness who is dangerously older than is normal to experience it.”

Someone is going to seriously regret the words in bold! Twisted Evil

But Lesley you are older than puberty, aren't you? And anyway, has your name been mentioned in this drabble? :angel:

Last edited by Uto on Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:15 am; edited 1 time in total

#34: Author: Uto,

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:14 am

Please excuse the spreeing!! Last bit.

‘No way! Not me! I’m out of here!’ the thoughts swept through her mind, and she suddenly found herself running across a field, fleet as a young deer. Ahead she could see a stout fence across the way. Inside the fence were a number of peculiar contraptions – uprights with an arm stretching out and a rope hanging down over the fence – and she wondered what they were for. The other side of the fence was a void. It seemed the field ended abruptly, and she suddenly realised that it was a cliff. The ropes were abseiling lines, put there to help the CBBers down. She tried to stop herself running but couldn’t. The fence loomed ever closer until she slammed full tilt into it, though she was surprised to find that she was unaffected in any way by the force of her landing. The fence bent away from her and she looked down the side of the cliff. In fact it was more of an overhang than a cliff, and she could see, way below her, what she guessed were trampolines, set to catch the unwary. Around the trampolines were little clumps of chairs and settees, each with its own gigantic fridge. They were transparent, and she could see that they were full of bottles (her sight seemed miraculous considering how far down the bottom of the cliff was!). ‘Baileys’ she thought. ‘Given this is for CBBers it has to be Baileys.’
The fence swung back again then, and she turned to leave, only to find her path blocked by a number of women, all smiling sweetly at her.
“Oh no you don’t! You’re going over, just like we all have,” said one.
The group moved forward until she was hard up against the fence, and then she found herself being tipped up and over, and realised that one of the ones doing the final tipping had earlier taken a cliff at a run and jumped off as hard as she could. Then she was falling towards the trampolines, managing to keep her back down. She hit hard and bounced – straight back to the top of the cliff.
“Back for more?” This came from one of the group who seemed to be sitting down, and The Gloater saw that she was sitting on an old-fashioned broomstick, a big black hat hanging in front of her. Without waiting to be ‘helped’ The Gloater jumped by herself and this time her bounce back wasn’t so hard, so that she was able to control her bounces and slowly stop them. Sighing with relief, she climbed down, sat herself on one of the settees and opened the fridge. She had been right, it was full of Baileys and she poured herself a generous slug. There were also some huge boxes of chocolates, to which she helped herself. Then she sat back with a sigh of pure pleasure. This had been worth it all.
The next thing she knew she was in her own bed and the sun was shining through the curtains. ‘Was it a dream?’ she thought. ‘Or did all that really happen? Would they really push me over a cliff?’

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:00 pm; edited 1 time in total

#35: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:16 am

Hmmmm, I'm starting to wonder whether Uto is someone like Kat or Vicky ... Confused

(clever bluff if it's Kat - aren't you still awaiting vengeance from Lesley in your own right?) *innocent* But whoever it is, this is entertaining so do pray, continue!!

#36: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 10:59 am

It is intriguing isn't it Rachael...

#37: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 12:59 pm

Very intruging and very entertaining.

#38: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 5:49 pm

Rachael wrote:

Hmmmm, I'm starting to wonder whether Uto is someone like Kat or Vicky ... Confused

(clever bluff if it's Kat - aren't you still awaiting vengeance from Lesley in your own right?) *innocent* But whoever it is, this is entertaining so do pray, continue!!

Sorry Rachael - but it definitely isn't me! Why would Lesley have vengeance for me? *Politely inquiring* And who is Vicky by the way?? Wink

#39: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 6:21 pm

*joins the gaggle of intrigued people*

#40: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 6:50 pm

I think we're all wondering that!! Laughing

#41: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:24 pm

Oh, I don't think we are ALL wondering who it is...but we are all wondering if Uto will write some more (even if he did say this was the last post) and exactly how Lesley will get her revenge. I am so looking forward to certain RCS scenes! Twisted Evil

I trust lesley will be up to her usual form. Twisted Evil

:worthy:

#42: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:44 pm

It's rather difficult to take revenge when Lesley's name has not been mentioned AND the poster is incognito!!! It must be someone here. Do you people remember the thing ages ago after the first RCS when someone was posting a story and also posting as themselves? Or more recently, Rachael posting icognito on Surfeit?

#43: Author: Nicole, Location: New Zealand

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 8:55 pm

Oh, I remember both of those incidents, Lisa. Starting to have a fairly good idea as to who Uto could be...

#44: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 9:53 pm

Not really incognito... anyone heard of 'IP address' before?!*Wishing I knew how to find out such things Evil or Very Mad

#45: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 10:04 pm

But Liss has forbidden us to talk of such things.

#46: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 10:09 pm

She has? Sorry, didn't know Embarassed

#47: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 10:11 pm

Well she only forbade those of us who could actually do anything about it, so no need to blush!And I'm talking about it now Embarassed

....*does a dobby*

#48: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 10:55 pm

*Giggles at Carolyn... warms hands on her blushing cheeks* Wink

Lips are sealed from now on.. apart from a little gloat as light dawned on me a short while ago! Very Happy

#49: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Thu Oct 28, 2004 11:47 pm

Kat wrote:

Rachael wrote:

Hmmmm, I'm starting to wonder whether Uto is someone like Kat or Vicky ... Confused

(clever bluff if it's Kat - aren't you still awaiting vengeance from Lesley in your own right?) *innocent* But whoever it is, this is entertaining so do pray, continue!!

Sorry Rachael - but it definitely isn't me! Why would Lesley have vengeance for me? *Politely inquiring* And who is Vicky by the way?? Wink

Thanks Kat, saved me a post there! Wink

*thinks Uto is very brave! (or very foolish!)*

#50: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 3:43 am

How on earth could I have missed this thread?? Hmmm... have an idea as to who Uto is... Very Happy

#51: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 9:00 am

Sorry, Vikki!! (I don't often slip up - usually only after I've been in contact with my friend, Vicky Rolling Eyes

)

#52: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 9:10 am

Carolyn P wrote:

I am so looking forward to certain RCS scenes! Twisted Evil

I trust lesley will be up to her usual form. Twisted Evil

:worthy:

So am I. Should be highly entertaining! Twisted Evil

#53: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 11:05 am

Especialy if she knows who Uto is...would love to know if all those people who THINK they know are right! Twisted Evil

BUT would love even more to see uto carry on a little more! *using my wooden s***n to full effect here*

#54: Author: Uto,

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 11:53 am

Your wish is my command Carolyn!!!! Twisted Evil

The following night another Gloater drifted off to sleep as usual, the sleep of the innocent. She had no idea, of course, of the dreams of her namesake, but the very fact of gloating during that day had made her vulnerable to retribution. To her absolute horror she found herself in a Post-Holocaust world, populated almost entirely of clones of Matey. She knew – none better – that there must be one other person somewhere, but she had no idea where to start looking. Her main objective was to avoid Matey!!!!! The scene around her was horrifying, for the clones had reproduced Matey as she had been at the end of her life – and the sight was enough to send anyone completely mad. Poor C..Gloater screamed. It was one thing to write about this, but quite another to experience it. Still she thought, when she could think again, at least I don’t have to face the Maynards!!!!!

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:02 pm; edited 1 time in total

#55: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 12:01 pm

*chokes* Hmmmm!!!! Thanks Uto!

#56: Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 12:29 pm

Maybe it's all a cunning ruse on Lesley's part? She might think we'll stop complaining about her gloating if we think she's been sufficiently punished via the drabble?

#57: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 1:43 pm

Looking forward to C...Gloater seeing this one. Matey at the end of Holocaust was enough to give any one nightmares for years.Edited because I can't spell gloater!

#58: Author: Alex, Location: Manchester, UK

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 2:02 pm

I have an idea. Or six.

#59: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 2:57 pm

to Uto. I suppose thats your revenge for me playing with fire Hope yopu are eventually going to get me away from the matey's or I may be forced to do something I vowed I never would!!! Twisted Evil

Last edited by Carolyn P on Wed Mar 09, 2005 4:58 pm; edited 1 time in total

#60: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 5:23 pm

Rachael wrote:

Sorry, Vikki!! (I don't often slip up - usually only after I've been in contact with my friend, Vicky Rolling Eyes

)

LOL! I'll let you off sweetie! Wink

(this time.....)

#61: Author: Lisa_T, Location: Belfast

Posted: Fri Oct 29, 2004 11:02 pm

What was that, Carolyn? Resurrect your unholy partnership with RTW? I wish you would. It might allow me to resurrect the second part of Tara! Very Happy

#62: Author: Sugarplum, Location: second star to the right!

Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2004 12:18 am

I can't believe I missed this ! *currently discussing the identity of uto in MSN messenger with Aunty Sue and getting seriously befuddled but I think I might have cracked it ! but then again I might be waaaaaaay off beam !

#63: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2004 10:57 am

Why have I not been rescued from the matey's yet!!! UTO... Evil or Very Mad

#64: Author: Uto,

Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2004 6:28 pm

She started to run, and once she had started her feet took wing and ran of their own accord. Her dazed mind thought of Menolly running from Thread and that made it worse. The land started to slope downwards and still her feet carried her forwards, faster and faster until the Mateys began to blur into a streaky mass. The slope got steeper until she began to slide helplessly. She could see nothing around her to focus on, for she was still moving far too fast. At the bottom of the slope was a huge bath tub full of water which had come straight off a Swiss glacier. In fact, there was still ice floating in it. At the last minute she managed to swerve and miss the huge tub, sighing in relief as the slope levelled out and she slowed to a halt. She seemed to be in an area devoid of Mateys, for which she was thankful, and she climbed to her feet to look around her properly. She was on a wide plateau half way up a mountain and in the distance she could see a chalet, nestling amongst the pines that covered much of the area. Shrugging her shoulders, she walked towards the building. It was clearly the Chalet School, for she could see girls in gentian blue milling around outside. What surprised her was that she had thought that she was post-holocaust, so that this should no longer exist.
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by twin screams from behind and above her.
“Mateys! Run!!!” came a voice unmistakably V….’s. She had certainly been a member of the board when that particular drabble had been written. C… could hear the sound of running footsteps and then the familiar sliding as the two Gloaters hit the steep slope. They were not so quick as C…, for neither managed to avoid the enormous bath. They landed in the icy water with an enormous splash that cascaded water in all directions and soaked the watcher from head to toe. Spluttering at the icy onslaught, she helped V…. and K.. out of the tub and pointed to the school ahead of them.
“That seems to be the Chalet School,” she said. “There are girls there, so presumably we have left the Mateys behind. Whether these girls also belong to the Holocaust drabble I have no idea. I sincerely hope not!”
V…. shuddered. “So do I,” she said with a great deal of feeling.
“I haven’t got round to reading that,” said K… Was it so very bad?”
C….. and V…. just looked at her.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:05 pm; edited 1 time in total

#65: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Sat Oct 30, 2004 8:52 pm

Uto wrote:

“I haven’t got round to reading that,” said K… Was it so very bad?”

Considering I ended up in a matchbox, yes! Shocked

#66: Author: Uto,

Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 2:18 pm

Then they turned and walked towards the school buildings, keeping a wary eye out as they went. They all failed to notice the Ha-ha ( a steep step in the landscape designed to keep animals away from a stately home without blocking the view) ahead of them and consequently all three fell over the edge and landed in a heap at the bottom. K.. in particular was horrified to see the disembodied head of L….. floating in the air rather like that belonging to the Cheshire Cat.
“Ha ha!” she said. “That was fun. Shall we do it again?”
The three found themselves at the top of the small cliff again, where they found themselves spun around before being toppled over the edge.
“This seems rather familiar,” commented K… “I’m sure I’ve come across this sort of thing before.”
“We have!” grunted C……. “Your bedtime drabble. Though why we should all suffer for it I have no idea!”
“Because you’re here and it’s fun,” said the head. “You know how much I enjoy watching CBBers falling off cliffs. That’s why you wrote your little story, isn’t it?” she smiled sweetly at K… “And the rest of you are as bad. I saw you all laughing!”
“You were laughing as hard yourself,” said V….”True,” said L…’s head as it faded to a cheesy grin.
“Has she gone?” asked K.. looking around fearfully.
“Looks like it. Come on, let’s see if we can get out of this place.” Replied C…. pulling the other two to their feet.
They set off again and before long had arrived at the Chalet School. Everything looked calm and peaceful, but the three had learnt to mistrust everything about this place. They came out onto the road beside a building that they assumed had to be Freudesheim, and almost bumped into the owner. The huge earphones of hair over her ears looked as odd as they had expected, and because of these monstrosities they were easily able to identify her as Jo Maynard.
“Noooooooo!!!” cried C….., and she fled as fast as she could, until she fell over a protruding root and went head over heels. The next thing she knew she was waking up in bed, wondering if it had all been a dream.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:08 pm; edited 1 time in total

#67: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 2:37 pm

Hey! How come I got dragged into this?! Although Lesley did deserve Retribution... even Miss A took part in that! Wink

*Still giggling at idea of PatMac stuck in a matchbox though!*

#68: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 4:38 pm

*ponders revenge on 'Uto'!!!!!*

#69: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 6:02 pm

Well now I've woken up it must be safe to say I'm looking forward very much to seeing Lisa post a certain short drabble that I know of! As for Uto...mmm! Evil or Very Mad

#70: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 6:03 pm

*stands around looking intrigued*

#71: Author: Kathye, Location: Laleham

Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2004 7:04 pm

my brains hurts now having followed the K's V's L's and C's Shocked

#72: Author: Uto,

Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 5:24 pm

The other two were equally badly spooked, especially as Jo was smiling kindly at them. The ran off in the opposite direction, which unfortunately led up to the school. It was clearly outside lesson time for the grounds were flooded with blue-clad girls who were laughing and giggling. To their absolute horror they all looked remarkably similar. The hair colour ranged from very pale blond through red-gold to deep black, with skin tones to match, but the features were clearly from the same family. It was the ones with the jet black hair that gave them the answer. The black eyes and pointed face were all Joey. The screech was louder and wilder this time, which had the effect of bringing the two Gloaters to the attention of the family. (I hesitate to use the term offspring for them, since I have been firmly informed that that is COPYRIGHT, and I would hate to be shut down for infringement! Besides, this family constitute the whole school, without any murders having taken place.)
“Strangers!” The howl came from 400 throats simultaneously as the girls responded with one mind and voice. V…. and K.. ran for their lives, over the playing fields towards the gate that led out into the field beyond, normally used for skiing, but now a grassy meadow. However, this was to change, for the temperature dropped suddenly and the sun was obscured by a dark cloud.
“I don’t like the look of that sky,” gasped V….. “It looks like snow.”
“Can’t be! It was summer a minute ago.” K.. was nearly done and slowed to a stop, even though both could see the pack closing behind them.
“There’s a cow shed over there,” said V….. “Let’s make for that. It’ll be shelter, and the pack can’t follow for long, their not dressed for it.
Even as she spoke the snow began to fall, first a few flakes and then harder and harder till they could hardly see the hut they were making for. The sounds of the hunt faded behind them as they reached the safety of the shelter and they thankfully sank down onto the floor of the hut to regain their breath.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:09 pm; edited 1 time in total

#73: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 5:43 pm

Liz *hoping V and K have enough chocolate in their pockets to melt and make themselves a hot drink*

#74: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 6:36 pm

Of course - being of the good CS girl kind, bound to have loads!

#75: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 9:01 pm

So glad you didn't break copyright...that could have had dreadful consequences, esp in that particular version of the school!! Twisted Evil

Love the snow in summer and the handy hut!

#76: Author: Uto,

Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 9:58 pm

I do hope Lesley appreciates the double whammy for someone tonight!!!! Twisted Evil

“What tired you so quickly?” asked V…., panting slightly.
“I think it must be the several pounds of chocolate that have appeared in my pockets,” replied K.. with an air of bemusement. “At least we can get a hot drink, Chalet style.”
“That’s what you think! Can you see a fireplace anywhere, cos I can’t! And as for anything to burn, there is absolutely nothing here. No cupboards, no rubbish or old furniture. Nothing!”
They watched glumly as the snow piled up around the hut, higher and higher. They huddled together to keep warm, nibbling on the chocolate, as the snow crept up over the one small window and the room got dark. After a time they realised that the snow settling on the rood was getting very thick, for the roof began to creak and groan under the weight. The watched in alarm as the roof began to bow under the enormous pressure above it. Gradually it sagged towards them, lower and lower, and they watched in horror, sliding to the corner in the hopes of escaping the worst. The with a roar it all caved in on them and the world went dark.

In two separate parts of Britain two people sat up in bed with a start, looking around them wildly. Where was the hut and the snow? The relief when they realised that it had all been a dreadful dream was colossal.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:10 pm; edited 1 time in total

#77: Author: Sugarplum, Location: second star to the right!

Posted: Wed Nov 03, 2004 10:32 pm

loving this uto - fantastic - poor C and Kat Smile

#78: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2004 1:57 am

Poor all of them. Glad it was just a dream. It was wasn't it?

#79: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2004 4:25 am

Poor things! But at least they had the chocolate. Stale chocolate is much better than no chocolate, after all. Smile

#80: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2004 9:03 am

Hope there's more soon Uto. Does chocolate go stale? I don't think I've ever had any long enough to find out Laughing

Liz

#81: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2004 2:05 pm

Wish people would stop mentioning chocolate - I'm going to have to do a detour to Thorntons before I collect Matty from school and that means setting off 40 mins earlier Evil or Very Mad

#82: Author: Uto,

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 12:09 pm

G.. was suddenly aware that she was awake, but she wasn’t where she expected to be. Certainly not in her bed in Aberystwyth, nor at home in Saltash. She was standing on the station platform belonging to a rack and pinion railway that her mind told her had to be in the Alps. It was daylight, and it had been snowing, quite heavily too, for there was a thick layer on the platform that hadn’t been trampled flat or shovelled away. She walked carefully along the platform until she was clear of the station buildings and looked around her. Mountains reared up in all directions, encrusted with snow, though the sun was shining brightly. Finding herself less cold than she would have expected she looked down at what she was wearing and gasped. A blue ski suit with scarlet trimmings told her all she wanted to know. A large blue shawl was crossed over her chest and fastened behind in true Chalet School fashion, and she wore a thick woollen hat and gloves.
“Well,” she thought to herself. “I might as well make the best of this and explore. I wonder what I’m doing here.” Then it dawned on her. She’d been gloating, and it was becoming rather unsafe to do that these days. “Oh help! I could be in my own drabble!” she thought in panic, remembering just what she had done to the school. “Now, do I explore a bit to see the school, or do I wait for a train to take me down the mountain before that avalanche.”
It was very quiet, with not a soul to be seen, and she remembered that the school was actually on holiday and the powers that be were probably in Italy looking at the site for the new school. If that’s the case I could have a look around,” she thought. “No one died in the avalanche that wiped out the school buildings, so I should be safe enough. Anyway, this has to be a dream.”
So she set off up the road that led away from the station towards a group of buildings in the distance. As she drew nearer she could hear the sound of children playing in the snow, having a fine snowball fight from the sounds. The screams and yells made her look apprehensively at the mountains overlooking the Platz in case they triggered the coming catastrophe, but all was safe. The next entrance led to the school itself and she walked up the path to the silent buildings, feeling greatly daring. There was not a sound, the place seemed to be deserted, so she felt a little braver and tried to peer in at the windows. The rooms were dark, but she was able to make out the neat rows of folding desks, the lockers lining the far wall, and the clean blackboard attached to the end wall. The doors were locked she discovered when she tried them, which was just as well, considering the wholesale destruction to come. Round the back of the building she found the French windows that led into the Head’s study. They were locked of course, but she could see the room quite clearly. The desk set to catch the afternoon light from the windows, the fireplace neatly laid with the makings of a cheerful fire, with cosy chairs arranged on either side. The cupboard where the small stove was kept for the hot drinks the Head dispensed from time to time. It was all there, and she gazed in like a child looking in a the windows of a sweet shop that they had no money to shop at.
Then she became aware of a sound, far away but growing louder, like the rumbling of an underground train entering a station. It grew louder, and her horrified mind told her what it was. Avalanche! And the Chalet School was going to be as good as obliterated! She turned and ran, thankful for the nailed boots which were part of the uniform she wore. And behind the rumbling turned to a roaring noise that filed the air.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:11 pm; edited 1 time in total

#83: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 12:20 pm

Poor Gem, I hopes she gets away safely. Stale chocolate? Does it go stale?

#84: Author: Cath, Location: Coventry

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 12:53 pm

*snickers* I wondered when it would be her turn. Who would leave chocolate long enough to go stale?

#85: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 1:09 pm

*Gem lies still, grey and to all appearances...*

#86: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 1:14 pm

*snickers* Poor G...

#87: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 8:03 pm

You know, Uto is becoming a tad evil here! Maybe we should take action?

#88: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 8:38 pm

Is that wise Vikki? You've woken from your dream after all. Laughing

Not sure that I should care to risk it!

#89: Author: Rachel, Location: West Coast of Scotland

Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 8:31 pm

One has to wonder who else Uto is going to go after - they would be the only people safe to take action and make pre-emptive strikes since they are probably going to be in for it anyway . . .

#90: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Sat Nov 06, 2004 9:27 pm

Wonder how safe those of us who have woken up are...and wether it is worth the risk...especialy knowing what I know. Twisted Evil

#91: Author: Uto,

Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 6:27 pm

G.. fled round the school, knowing that it would be destroyed and ran across the gardens towards Freudesheim, as that would at least more or less survive. She heard the sound of an engine, and remembered that Anna had got the family away in Minnie, with Mike driving. Too late for that then. Then she felt her hand grabbed by someone else.
“Quick, this way.”
She swung around obediently, catching enough of a glimpse to identify her rescuer before the edge of the avalanche caught them both and they went tumbling head-over-heels. Their hands were pulled apart by the force of the snow, even though they were very near the edge - had almost escaped in fact. When they finally came to a halt, G.. had just enough strength left to reach out for the hand she could see lying on top of the snow before she lost consciousness.
Her mind told her something was wrong even as she began to return to her senses. It was hot! Very hot! Far too hot for the Gornetz Platz at any time of year, let alone in winter. Her eyes felt crusted, but she forced them open. Beside her lay her would-be rescuer, and she was pleased to see that she had been right. This was the original Gloater, the one who had seen previews of the first of a series of drabbles that gripped the board. R…… was still unconscious, lying on her back with her arms flung wide, her dark hair flung in all directions. G.. pulled herself upright and looked around. They were in the desert, so she knew which drabble she was in now, and she didn’t want to be here. Beside her R…… moaned and stirred, slowly returning to the world around her.
“Where are we?” she muttered. “Did we escape the snow?”
G.. groaned at the corny phrase. “Can you see any snow?” she asked. “Looks more like desert to me. Africa in fact. I’m not sure that I wouldn’t rather have taken my chances in the Alps than end up here, if we’re where I think we are.”
R…… sat up and looked around her. In the distance she could see a town and people.
“I suppose we’d better head for civilisation,” she said. “We can’t stay here and at least there’s someone there who ought to be able to help us. Especially with you in that uniform.”
“Don’t be daft! They wore brown then remember! Gentian blue won’t mean a thing to her. You’re right about going to the town though. We’ll need food and water and some sort of shelter.”
“I don’t understand what I’m doing here,” said R……, who was still a little dazed.
“Nor do I, but standing around discussing it won’t help. Let’s get out of this sun.”
The two gloaters turned and made for the town, hoping that Matey hadn’t already left.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:12 pm; edited 1 time in total

#92: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 8:25 pm

Good good! Uto is back on form! Twisted Evil

#93: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 8:31 pm

Nice to see more Uto!

#94: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 10:06 pm

*giggles appreciatively* Thank you Uto )

#95: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Sun Nov 07, 2004 11:35 pm

Brilliant as ever Uto

#96: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 12:59 am

*giggles*Erm... thank you, Uto? I think Confused

#97: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 10:44 am

Hmmm - no pre-emptive strike for me then! Rolling Eyes

#98: Author: Uto,

Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 11:49 pm

By the time they arrived they were hot, dirty and very, very thirsty. As they entered the narrow streets, full of people from many different lands, all shouting and, it must be said, swearing in a rich mixture of languages they began to feel a trifle apprehensive. It was one thing to write about the place, but another to experience it. It was a scruffy town, and they began to feel distinctly itchy. They wandered around, keeping their eyes open for Rick’s Café Americain, as they knew that that place was the centre of the drama, and where they would be most likely to find Matey. They hesitated to go when they did find it, for they were well brought up, and they place looked more than a little unsavoury.
“We won’t get anywhere out here,” said R…… at last. “Come on, Matey might already be in there.”
“I don’t want to be awkward, but … er…. How will we recognise her if she is in there?” G.. was feeling distinctly unsettled, and it was showing. The shock of finding herself threatened by an avalanche and then, in the blink of an eye, to be transported into the desert, would be unsettling to most people, but R…… felt herself ready for anything. This was her drabble, and one of her favourite films.
“Come on. Be brave,” she said and marched into the café. The noise was appalling, with people shouting to be heard. The piano was silent and deserted. They made their way to the bar, looking around them as they went. Sitting on a bar stool was a woman in a linen suit that still managed to look crisp even in the enervating heat of north Africa.
“Bet you that’s Matey,” said R…… as the both spotted her together.
“Who else could it be?” giggled G…
R…… was used to dealing with all sorts of people in her job and was confident now as she walked up to the woman.
“Excuse me, are you Gwynneth Lloyd?” she asked.
“Yes I am, and I would like to know what you think you are doing bringing that child into a place like this. A schoolgirl! You should be ashamed of yourself young woman.”
G.. giggled again. That confirmed that this was indeed Matey, and she found it very funny that not only should she be mistaken for a schoolgirl, but that R…… should get into trouble over her.
“I’ve left school Matey,” she said, and then realised that she had let the cat out of the bag and gasped. They should not have known the nickname.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:16 pm; edited 1 time in total

#99: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2004 11:57 pm

Now they've done it! Go, Uto!

#100: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 12:58 am

I'll put my hands up and admit I have no idea who uto is (well maybe a teeny weeny suspicion but I'm probably wrong Confused

) Anyway, Uto, this is hilarious! Do carry on.

#101: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 9:14 am

*wibbles ever so slightly* *suggests that under the circumstances R....... and G...... both need a long G&T!!* Can't believe that Matey is so unaware of G...'s drinking capacity Wink

#102: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 12:20 pm

She's obviously not been reading certain posts on the board then! Think R..... and G..... definately need the long cold G&T but not sure Matey's going oblige...

#103: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 1:31 pm

*chortles* ROFL

#104: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 3:01 pm

Would love Matey to offer them a G&T, but whatever her reaction looking forward to seeing it. Now Uto...how about some more or I may just let slip... Twisted Evil

#105: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 3:04 pm

*Giggles at the idea of Matey getting drunk on G&T's!* Hope we get some more soon Uto! I'd be careful if I were you Carolyn... lol

#106: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:06 pm

*Decides that I should remain silent and not reveal I know the identity of Uto* Oh **** Wink

#107: Author: Jennie, Location: Cambridgeshire

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:07 pm

How do they get out of that one?

#108: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 4:14 pm

Ally wrote:

*Decides that I should remain silent and not reveal I know the identity of Uto* Oh **** Wink

I've been avoiding comments like that all day...

#109: Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 6:55 pm

*sulks* Everyone knows who Uto is except me! Won't someone enlighten me?

#110: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 8:41 pm

Not everyone Ann...Patmac said she was guessing.

#111: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 8:59 pm

Rachael wrote:

*wibbles ever so slightly* *suggests that under the circumstances R....... and G...... both need a long G&T!!* Can't believe that Matey is so unaware of G...'s drinking capacity Wink

May I change my order to an Archers and Lemonade please? Wink

And I don't know who Uto is Crying or Very sad

#112: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 9:45 pm

Nell wrote:

Ally wrote:

*Decides that I should remain silent and not reveal I know the identity of Uto* Oh **** Wink

I've been avoiding comments like that all day...

Does that mean you think you know Nell? Twisted Evil

Or that you're just avoiding people who *say* they do?

#113: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 10:00 pm

I know.

#114: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 10:14 pm

So lesley and Nell do you suspect or have you challenged the person you think it might be??? Twisted Evil

(Vikki suggested I ask!)

#115: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 10:33 pm

Ann wrote:

*sulks* Everyone knows who Uto is except me!

Me, neither. 'Not a sausage.' *thinks gloaters gloating over such knowledge should be well and truly drabblified* student

:Bang:

#116: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 11:10 pm

So Uto, may be PM you (either Uto, or to who we think you are) to find out if we're right or not?

#117: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 11:18 pm

I have only received one challenge to date. And it wasn't Lesley! Twisted Evil

#118: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Tue Nov 09, 2004 11:36 pm

Lol! Ok, I'll PM you Smile

#119: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 9:55 am

Uto it means I think I know I think though no Carolyn I havent yet asked/challenged so don't actually know in that sense....so maybe I should also PM...

#120: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 12:56 pm

Vikki and I were just wondering who actually DID know as opposed to who THOUGHT they knew (having heard two wrong guesses recently Twisted Evil

) Doesn't matter anyway, what does matter is UTO...MORE!

#121: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 2:08 pm

That might have been me, though I wouldn't say it was a challenge, more a simple question! *the water is hot enough as it is!* Wink

#122: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 5:19 pm

Woohoo! I was right! Laughing

Any chance of some more please Uto??

#123: Author: catherine, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne

Posted: Wed Nov 10, 2004 7:12 pm

*wonders who is next on Uto's list* moooooooooooooooo Wink

#124: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Thu Nov 11, 2004 4:24 pm

uto we are still waiting to find out how R...... and G.. get out of that!

#125: Author: Nicci, Location: UK

Posted: Sun Nov 14, 2004 11:21 pm

just found this! Can't even begin to think about identity of uto at this time of night, but enjoying the drabble anyway. *eagerly awaiting more*

#126: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Mon Nov 15, 2004 1:39 am

Uto's been very quiet recently - wonder what's being planned??

#127: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 3:40 pm

Has Uto gone into hibernation?

#128: Author: Uto,

Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 4:42 pm

Just a little bit, as I have been rather busy lately.

“Should I know you?” demanded the school domestic tyrant in awful tones.
R…… smiled at her. “No, of course not Miss Lloyd. We know of you from .. er … mutual friends.”
Another, rather more muted, giggle came from G… She had, after all, only just left school. R…… frowned warningly at her and she subsided. Matey was still highly suspicious of them both, especially in this place and at this time. No one here was what they seemed, even herself in some ways, and these two, while not showing any signs of being dangerous, were acting in a rather strange manner.
The two Gloaters were looking around the bar, R…… with more interest than G… It was just like the film set, which was what she would have expected, but the people were infinitely more menacing than even the film had made them seem. “I suppose it’s because I’m actually here,” she thought with a shiver. A figure loomed up beside them and they turned to see the tall figure of the owner of the bar.
However, he took no notice of the two girls, spoke a few words to Matey that they failed to hear and moved away.
“It is not safe to be out on the streets in the evening,” said Matey. “If you have rooms I suggest you go back to them now. If not here is the address of my hotel. We can talk in the morning if that is what you want."
“That’s fine by me,” said R……. “Come on G.., let’s get a good night’s sleep. I think we deserve that at least.”
They headed out of the bar, and were walking in the direction of Matey’s hotel when disaster struck. There was the sound of shouting behind them, in German, and then they heard the sound of running feet. The shrank back against the wall, but the running figure still nearly ploughed into them.
“Halt!” the shout came again, ignored by the running man, and then a fusillade of bullets came whipping towards them. They ducked, but G.. gave a funny little gasp and slumped to the floor, blood pouring from her body.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:21 pm; edited 1 time in total

#129: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 6:37 pm

urk! *picks chin up from desk* Liz

#130: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 6:38 pm

Ouch, that's gonna hurt in the morning.... or more likely, now! Wink

Poor G...!

#131: Author: Ann, Location: Newcastle upon Tyne, England

Posted: Thu Nov 18, 2004 11:53 pm

*wibbles at the thought of G... lying there, still, grey and to all appearances...* (yeah yeah, I know it's been done before but I couldn't resist)

#132: Author: Kathy_S, Location: midwestern US

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 2:36 am

*knows to apply pressure but faints at the sight of blood* *hopes R...... is a crackerjack first aider* (or that G.. wakes up in her own little bed....)

#133: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 9:51 am

Kathy_S wrote:

*hopes R...... is a crackerjack first aider*

Me too!!

Poor Gem! Hope that R...... intends to have strong words with Major Strasse .. depending on whether she got caught in the crossfire as well, of course ... Rolling Eyes

*gutted that R...... hasn't had the opportunity to get to know Rick better!! Heart

#134: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 10:37 am

Erk

Poor G..

#135: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 10:38 am

Poor Gem!!! *sends hugs*

#136: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 11:17 am

Poor G.... Hope R....can help and then of course gets to meet Rick!

#137: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 11:22 am

Wondered why I woke up feeling a bit funny this morning! Confused

Rachael, first aid would be much appreciated! *wibbles* ETA: Wait a sec, is Matey still with us? *looking very hopeful*

#138: Author: Uto,

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 5:09 pm

R……, lying prone on the ground beside G.., watched in disbelief as G..’s body faded from sight. Then the realisation struck her that she was on her own in a hostile drabble of her own making and she started to shake.
G.. opened her eyes slowly, not sure what she would find. To her relief she was in her bed and a quick check reassured her that she was unharmed. Had it been a dream? She wasn’t sure, but if it had been, why had she dreamt that R…… was in it with her? If it wasn’t, why had she been in her own drabble first and then in R……’s? It was beyond her, but she hoped whatever the answer was that R…… was all right.
R.. was dreaming, she knew that. The guidelines she had been struggling with at work were churning around in her brain and preventing her from sleeping properly. Into the churning mass her drabble about Francie was inserting tentacles that made the whole thing even more mind-boggling than it was in real life. Suddenly she woke up to find herself sitting on the floor, having she thought, fallen out of bed. Then it began to dawn on her that she wasn’t in her room, she was outside, and it was hot - too hot for the night time she was used to and far, far too hot for November in England. There was the distant sound of running feet fading into the distance, and the far-off sound of shouts, punctuated by what sounded like shots. It was very dark, but she became aware that somebody was beside her, lying on the ground shaking.
“Who’s that?” she asked. “What’s the matter?”
The figure looked up at her. “You’re not G..,” she said. “G.. was shot I think, and vanished. Who’re you?”
“I ought to know that voice,” said R… “I’m R.., by the way.”
“R..? From the CBB? I’m, R……. What are you doing here?”
“I don’t know. I was dreaming and then I woke up here, wherever here is.”
“Casablanca,” said R…… bitterly. “And believe me, you don’t want to be here!”

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:22 pm; edited 1 time in total

#139: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 5:25 pm

A bit confused by'R..' and 'R...... for a moment there, till the mention of Francie. Still laughing helplessly at that. I just went back and read some of the previous posts. Not sure I should have done that *hiccup*'

#140: Author: Ray, Location: Bristol, England

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 5:56 pm

Ray *laughs hysterically until she falls off her chair then continues to laugh while rolling around on the floor...*

#141: Author: Gem, Location: Saltash/Aberystwyth

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 6:37 pm

*feeling very, very relieved* Very Happy

*wondering how the two R's are going to get out of this...*

#142: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Fri Nov 19, 2004 8:35 pm

Thank you Uto! Good to have more of this!

#143: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 12:52 am

*snickers and wonders what's going to happen next...*

#144: Author: Uto,

Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2004 10:03 pm

You will have to wait I'm afraid. I am having a lovely wekend at home in Italy. Ciao everyone.

#145: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Mon Nov 22, 2004 9:49 am

Lucky Gem!! Rolling Eyes

Oh well, I suspect that R.. is good to have next to you in a tight corner! Enjoy Italy, Uto!! Laughing

#146: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2004 2:14 pm

Hope you had a good weekend in Italy Uto but you must have been back nearly a week now. Time for some more please.

#147: Author: Ray, Location: Bristol, England

Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 9:38 pm

Rachael wrote:

Oh well, I suspect that R.. is good to have next to you in a tight corner!

*grins* Well, I know the five places to hit an attacker, I know how to use a broadsword, I have a fair idea of how to use a gun (though frankly, I'm the last person who should ever, EVER be given one - the safest place you could stand would be in front of me because that'd be the one place the bullet wouldn't be going...) and I'm deadly with a hockeystick. Oh, and I have sharp elbows. And, randomly, I can do the full stunt stairs fall thing. Though I'm not sure THAT is exactly any help right now. Ray *a woman of many dubious talents*

#148: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 10:31 pm

Ray wrote:

Oh, and I have sharp elbows.

Have you visited the 'how sharp is your elbow?' thread in 'off topic' Ray? Wink

#149: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 10:34 pm

*makes a note to always be nice to Ray* Liz

#150: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Mon Dec 06, 2004 5:05 pm

May we have some more please Uto?

#151: Author: Uto,

Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:07 pm

“Then we’d better get out hadn’t we? I don’t know how I got here, but if we landed here with no warning we may get out of here the same way.”
“Wishful thinking!

The two looked around carefully, but it was very quiet now; the trouble seemed to have moved off. They crept carefully away, and R…… led the way to the hotel room that she and G.. had taken. Once inside they both relaxed a little more, feeling safer here than on the streets. They slept as well as they could, and woke feeling a little brighter. In the harsh light of the sun it was hard to remember the dangers of the night before as they set off for Matey’s hotel.
“Who is this, and what happened to the other girl,” demanded the domestic tyrant as she let them into her room.
“I’m not sure Miss Lloyd,” said R…… respectfully. “She disappeared last night, at the same time that R.. joined me.”
Matey looked at the couple in patent disbelief, but allowed the subject to drop.
“The first priority is to get you both out of this town,” she said. “That will be easier said than done. Most of the people here want to leave, but you need all sorts of documents which I don’t suppose you have?”
“Not even a passport,” said R.. . “I thought I was dreaming at first, though that is obviously not the case. R.. swung her long plait back over her shoulder as she spoke.
“Perhaps we could ask the owner of that bar for help,” said R…… hopefully, thinking that maybe she could get a little closer today, but Matey shook her head.
“Highly unlikely,” she said. “He has his own troubles.”
She was interrupted by a burst of gunfire from somewhere further down the street and when she turned back to her visitors they had vanished. Matey shook her head in disbelief and it must be owned, in some relief.
Meanwhile R…… was waking slowly in her own bed, almost afraid to believe that she had escaped. Looking around at the familiar room she relaxed for the first time in what seemed a lifetime, and resolved to try to curb her unfortunate tendency to gloat in the future. She knew that it would be almost impossible to stop herself, though, and hoped that she would not be the first to be pulled back into a drabble.
R.. woke to find herself in bed, but not her own bed. She was tucked up under a thick duvet in a small curtain-hung room, and her suspicions were aroused.
“If I’m right,” she thought, “Then this isn’t a thick duvet, it’s a plumeaux. The curtains are cubey curtains. What are the odds that I’m at the Chalet School.”
Even as she thought this a great bell pealed out, and there were sounds of people jumping out of bed.
“Shake a leg, shake a leg.” The curtains around her bed were pulled back and a girl stood there. “Out you get lazybones. You’re on first bath, so you’re holding everybody up!”
R.. groaned and rolled out of bed. She knew what a bath at the Chalet School meant! As she ran out of the room, following another girl in the hopes of getting to the right place, she nearly ran into a slight girl trying to keep out of the way of the hurtling Chaletians. R.. stared at her and gasped.
“S….!” she said. “What on earth are you doing here?”
“The same as you I would think,” she replied. “I let on that I knew about L…’. new drabble, didn’t I? Just because we were together at New Year. One thing’s for sure, I’m not rushing everywhere!”

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:25 pm; edited 1 time in total

#152: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:10 pm

Oh good, it's back! Laughing

#153: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Thu Jan 06, 2005 11:22 pm

Yay! Welcome back Uto!

#154: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 1:28 am

Thank you Uto. Nice to see you back.

#155: Author: Ray, Location: Bristol, England

Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 7:29 am

Ray *is very amused and narrows down the list as to who Uto is to the attendees of the SG*

#156: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 1:40 pm

Heheheheheheheheheheehehheheheheheheheheheheh! Twisted Evil

Welcome back Uto! Twisted Evil

#157: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 1:59 pm

Great to see you back Uto! Very Happy

#158: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2005 2:52 pm

Uto wrote:

and resolved to try to curb her unfortunate tendency to gloat in the future.

LOL!

No chance - that didn't even make it as a New Year's resolution Rolling Eyes

You know, I had a feeling this would be back come sharpish in the New Year ... Wink

Good luck, Ray! Very Happy

#159: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 5:24 pm

When S…. and R.. arrived in the Speisesaal they were extremely surprised to see two other rather familiar figures.
“C……, A…, what on earth are you doing here?” demanded S…..
“Much the same as you I would guess,” said C…… with a good deal of disgust. “Who’s drabble are we in?”
“Mine, I think,” said R.. . “I’ve just got out of Casablanca and R…… had disappeared, but S…. has turned up, and now you two as well.”
At that moment the bell rang for Grace and they had to be silent. Nobody seemed to think the sudden arrival of four people, who should have been identified as far too old to still be in school, let alone the Middles as they seemed to be, to be unusual at all. They were included in the conversation as if they had always been a part of the school, which in some ways they had been. They were able to identify just where they were when their dormitory duties were over and they had repaired to the form rooms for mending. There on the blackboards was a familiar message.

In which case, remember who’s writing this!” "W. Shakespeare cordially invites one and all to a rendition of the Scottish Play, in the Gym at fourteen o'clock, prompt."

“Well at least we know what’s happening now,” said A… with a grin. “It can’t possibly be as bad as Casablanca anyway.”
“I wouldn’t be too sure of that,” muttered C…… dourly. “I don’t think R.. got much further than this, did you? In which case, remember who’s writing this!”

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:26 pm; edited 1 time in total

#160: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 5:43 pm

Think Ray should have written more drabble!

#161: Author: Pat, Location: Doncaster

Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 5:56 pm

So do I!!! This looks ominous!!! Twisted Evil

#162: Author: Ray, Location: Bristol, England

Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 6:09 pm

If this is a request for more, Uto, there is more on the way. *pause* *remembers what's to come* Um. C, A and S, I'm not sure it's going to help us any! Ray *off to write up said more*

#163: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 6:21 pm

Ray wrote:

If this is a request for more, Uto, there is more on the way. *pause* *remembers what's to come* Um. C, A and S, I'm not sure it's going to help us any! Ray *off to write up said more*

It wasn't a request as such, but if there's more on the way, I'll wait and see where you take it. devil

#164: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Tue Jan 11, 2005 8:54 pm

RCS(a) RASC(al??) SCAR (oooh scary) CARS (vrooom!!!) And many more possibilities! :box: :laughing: ROFL

:laughing: ROFL

:box:

#165: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 5:53 pm

They enjoyed the day in a sort of perverse way, as it was very interesting seeing the Chalet School in action, even if it was through the eyes of one of themselves, so to speak. With the rest of the Middles, they trooped along to the Gym, after Mittagessen, wondering what was going to happen. R.. in particular, as she hadn’t finished writing this bit herself. They managed to find seats somewhere near the back. There had been no hint that anyone though their presence strange. They had been accepted as if they had been attending the Chalet School forever, which in a way they had been! Neither staff nor students had queried them, even by a look. However, they did not want to push their luck, and had decided that it was best to keep a low profile. The presentation got under way, and the four CBBers enjoyed themselves hugely, as they were all familiar with the play. They had reached the point where R.. had stopped in her drabble, where the person playing Lady Macbeth was to be revealed. All but R.., who naturally knew the answer, were leaning forward in their seat, keen to find out who was playing her, when the ground began to tremble slightly. “Are you sure that Gem’s drabble hasn’t got mixed up with this one?” asked S…. anxiously. The shaking got heavier, and now they could hear a sort of rumbling noise that was rapidly getting louder. “Let’s get out of here!” shouted A…, and with one accord they ran from the Gym and out into the open. The noise was far worse here, as was the shaking and they turned in the direction it was coming from. Their worst nightmare was realised. Rushing towards them, though still a good distance away, was an avalanche. “I think it might miss the school,” said C…… tentatively. “Look, the slope is carrying it at an angle to us.” “And the trees should protect us as well,” said R… “I never wrote this bit at all.” “No, I didn’t think you did,” said A… . The avalanche missed the school by only a hundred feet or so, though the buildings were blotted out by the swirling snow that accompanied it. When it cleared, only A…, S…. and C…… were left standing dazedly where the snow had caught them. Of R.. there was no sign that she had ever been there.

#166: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Tue Feb 01, 2005 6:22 pm

Poor R.. So Uto has returned Liz *still too thick to guess Uto's identity but now thinking suspiciously of those who have posted recently after a period of absence*

#167: Author: Uto,

Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:23 pm

R** sat up in bed, having woken with a jerk and looked around her wildly. The last thing she remembered was the swirling, blinding snow that blanketed everything out, and for a moment she was totally disorientated. Then as the realisation dawned that she was back in her own bed, she sighed in relief, snuggled down, and was asleep in minutes.

The three remaining Gloaters stared around themselves in confusion. There was no sign of the Chalet School, no snow (though it had been buffeting them only seconds before), not even any mountains. Instead they were standing in the middle of a grassy area, obviously a village green, somewhere in England. Ahead of them there was a small pond, and marching towards the pond was a group of people that looked strangely familiar. There was one adult, a woman with fair hair done up in a coronet around her head. With her were two boys, one clearly younger than the other, and three girls of the same age. Even as they watched them settle around the pond, bringing out fishing nets, tucking dresses into knickers, they caught a movement in a nearby hedge. A small body pushed its way through and headed for the group by the pond, determined to join them.
“Mary-Lou,” said C******.
“Anna and the trips,” said A***.
“Stephen and Mike,” added S****.
They watched fascinated, as the well-known scene unfolded in front of them. C****** in particular, since she had made it her business to research the character of Mary-Lou. When Anna and the children finally left for home in response to the ringing of a bell, they followed them, though C****** was torn by the desire to actually see Mother and Gran. The prospect of seeing Jo Maynard before she became the perfect butter-in won however, and before long all three were standing in the lane outside Plas Gwyn. As the party they were following walked up the path the front door flew open and Jo herself ran out to meet them.
“It doesn’t look much like Princess Leia after all,” muttered A*** to the others.
S**** giggled. “The hair you mean? No, it’s not as elegant as hers is it?”
“It’s pretty strange,” said C******. “Very odd. Never thought I would see her in the flesh.”
All three felt pretty giggly and light headed, and as the front door closed they collapsed in almost hysterical laughter. If they could have seen into the future they would have been less inclined to laugh, but for the time being they were just happy to have escaped the avalanche.

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:29 pm; edited 1 time in total

#168: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Fri Feb 04, 2005 10:52 pm

I'm not liking the sound of that last line Uto! .... but they deserve all they get so Laughing

#169: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 11:38 am

Uto wrote:

If they could have seen into the future they would have been less inclined to laugh, but for the time being they were just happy to have escaped the avalanche.

*wibbles violently* Liz

#170: Author: pim, Location: Helmel Hampster

Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 12:06 pm

*snickering* Thanks Uto!

#171: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2005 8:55 pm

Yay!! Thank you Uto!!!!!

#172: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 12:42 am

Thanks Uto - wondering what is in store for C******, A*** and S****!

#173: Author: Uto,

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 5:05 pm

It was then that the future arrived with a bang, or rather a very bright flash and the soft sound of something dropping to the ground. There in front of them was an Apparition! The bright colour of her costume was dazzling to the eyes, for lime green is not the easiest colour to look at.
“This is no good,” she said to them as they stood there gawping. “There are no cliffs here, nothing to pull the heartstrings, or make the heart beat faster in fear. We can’t have that, can we?” and she smiled at them in a way that sent shivers down their backs. All three girls had thought themselves hardened CBBers, but faced with Lime Green Woman they quailed. They knew only too well what she was capable of, and suspected that all the safeguards against falling off cliffs that had been built into C&D would be of no help here, not where LGW clearly held sway. Then C****** pulled herself together, and called on her experience of grand slaughter.
“You can’t do anything to us,” she said. “You’re just part of a drabble!”
“And so are you here,” said LGW with a feral smile. “So are you!”

Last edited by Uto on Wed Mar 09, 2005 2:30 pm; edited 1 time in total

#174: Author: patmac, Location: Yorkshire England

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 5:09 pm

#175: Author: Rachael,

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 5:12 pm

*g* 'Bout time we had more of this! *waiting for LGW's reaction with anticipation!!*

#176: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 5:46 pm

Thanks Uto

#177: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 7:44 pm

*sniggers*

#178: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 8:18 pm

:laughing: Thank you Uto!!

#179: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 8:28 pm

*Giggling uncontrollably!* (Really wish I had different initials!)

Last edited by Lesley on Tue Feb 22, 2005 9:47 pm; edited 1 time in total

#180: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Tue Feb 22, 2005 9:08 pm

*snickers* thanks Uto!

#181: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Wed Feb 23, 2005 12:29 am

Thank you Uto. Glad to see you back.

#182: Author: Uto,

Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2005 10:26 pm

The feral smile turned smug. “You’re very lucky, you know,” she continued. “I’m in smug mode tonight!”
A***, S**** and C****** went even paler, though a second ago they would have said that was impossible. They knew now that anything was possible!

#183: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2005 10:28 pm

LOL!

Was so hoping that you'd pop up soon Uto!

ROFL

#184: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2005 11:38 pm

#185: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 10:14 am

*wibbles*

Good to see you back again Uto

Liz

#186: Author: Ally, Location: Jack Maynard's Dressing Room!!

Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 5:30 pm

Yay Uto is back Very Happy

#187: Author: Uto,

Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 10:59 pm

The three CBBers clung together in horror as LGW’s smile widened. “Did you think you could get away with gloating?” she said. “Twice for one of you I think?”
C****** took her courage in both hands and spoke up bravely. “I think it is twice for you too,” she said, and the two others stared at her open mouthed in admiration, for they would not have dared to speak up like that. Then A*** looked more closely at the figure in front of them and started to giggle - rather hysterically to be sure. S**** poked her, a la Rosie.
“What’s up with you?” she muttered.
“That’s not the real LGW,” said A***. “That’s the doll! Look at it! The hair is far too red, and the eyes are embroidered. Look at the cape too - you can see that it’s plain knitting.
“You mean garter stitch?” said C******, pleased to remember this from her long ago trials in the craft.
LGW looked at them, and the red embroidered mouth drooped.
“You guessed!” she said. “L***** said you would. She’ll never let me live it down!”
There was a soft implosion of sound, and the knitted figure vanished.

#188: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2005 11:03 pm

*peeps out from between fingers in that I'm-scared-but-I-have-to-look kind of way*

Thanks Uto

Liz

#189: Author: Lesley, Location: Allhallows, Kent

Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2005 10:51 am

Oh excellent - and the real doll is sitting laughing with me!

(My hair is a little redder than at the Feb Gather now)

#190: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2005 6:55 pm

Thanks Uto!

Good to see you back

#191: Author: Vikki, Location: Sitting on an iceberg, freezing to death!!!

Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2005 10:09 pm

*giggles like a fool*

#192: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2005 10:24 pm

Hehehe heeehee heheehhee!

#193: Author: Nell, Location: London, England

Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2005 11:15 am

*g* Thanks Uto!

#194: Author: Susan, Location: Carlisle

Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2005 8:36 am

Thanks Uto - have just realised I hadn't caught up with this.

#195: Author: Uto,

Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 12:00 pm

The displacement of air caused when the doll vanished pulled at the three remaining Gloaters, strongly enough for them to feel as if they might lose their balance at any moment. Then, with a feeling of being tugged off their feet, they suddenly found themselves flying through the air. The scene vanished, and all three woke to their normal surroundings, with a great deal of relief.

At the same time other people woke to very different surroundings. L***** woke suddenly, aware that the room was rocking around her. She felt queezy and light headed.
“Wonder what the matter is,” she thought. “I didn’t drink anything last night so it can’t be that.”
A groan made her look around properly for the first time. She was in a small room. Lying on one of three beds. There were bodies in the other two, and it was from one of them that the groan had come. A figure pulled herself upright in one of the beds.
“Where are we?” D*** asked. “Is it me or is the room rocking?”
“It’s rocking,” said L***** firmly, making the decision that it couldn’t be her if D*** was feeling it too. The third person was till sound asleep, but L***** climbed out of bed and padded across to her, determined that if they were going to suffer, they were all going to suffer together. She shook the figure until she groggily opened her eyes and turned over. L***** grinned broadly when she saw who it was.
“Hello P**,” she said. “Any idea which drabble we’re likely to be in?”

#196: Author: LizB, Location: Oxon, England

Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 12:35 pm

Excellent

Thanks Uto

Liz

#197: Author: Kat, Location: Swansea

Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 12:38 pm

Yay Uto!!

#198: Author: francesn, Location: away with the faeries

Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 5:21 pm

goody goody

more Uto Twisted Evil

#199: Author: Dawn, Location: Leeds, West Yorks

Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:05 pm

I've only ever gloated once and some people do it lots and lots and don't get Uto'd

but obviously I have a better standard of gloating than them

Laughing

#200: Author: Carolyn P, Location: Lancaster, England

Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2005 8:17 pm