Young Toa Camp
Chapter I
New Registration
Matoran Kiihka was rummaging through his E-mail. “25% off on your next oil refill @ Wal-mart!” “Save thousands on colleague tuition!” “Click here for a free laptop!”.
“Yeah, sure.” He mumbled. He was hoping to find something that had to do with his YTC (Young Toa Camp). As he deleted two pages of junk, he saw something interesting. “Hey qwertyuiop123, ToaTanma445 has sighed up for your camp!”
“Oh good!!” He said as he clicked on it. He read through the application.
“Interesting… yeah, cool!” He clicked the ‘accept’ button.
A few days later, Kiihka met with ToaTanma445. It turned out the he really was Toa Tanma. He had the body that he had as a Matoran, but longer legs and arms and wielded a tri-bladed scimitar. He wore the mask Miru, mask of levitation. It looked the same as when he was a Matoran. His color scheme was gray and light green with a side-color of silver.
“Hello Qwertyuiop123!” Said Tanma
“And hello to you, ToaTanma445!” Kiihka said as he walked up to Tanma. “So, are you ready for camp? Right now, you’re the only one who was sighed up.”
Tanma gave him a look of ‘what? You gotta be kidding me’.
“You should have a bunch of people… at least one more!”
“Nope! You’re my first one!”
“Whoa… I gotta tell my friends about this. I don’t wanna get lonely here!”
“Oh, you won’t have much time to get lonely.”
By the time Kiihka got home, he had another registration!
“Hmm… Spinax8U… that’s nice.” He said as he pushed the ‘accept’ button.
Once Spinax8U and ToaTanma445 got to the camp, they say something they hadn’t expected. 20-foot tall protosteel walls, electrified barbed wire on the top, and huge gates.
“Whoa. It looks… almost evil.” Said Tanma
“No kidding.” Replied Photok
“Just wait till you get inside.” Said Kiihka
“Lemme guess, a dungeon?” Said Tanma
“An execution room?” Said Photok
“You guys are nuts.”
Once they actually got past the 45-padlocked door, they saw a completely different scene. It was a training arena, Bunks, shops, basketball hoop, baseball field, main control center, and a lot more space for more stuff.
“Dibs on the aspen bunks!” said Photok
“What the heck is THAT?!” said Tanma pointing over to a creature with huge fangs, and claws, and spins, and red eyes.
“That’s a Spinax!” Said Photok. “It’s chained up. Not worries.”
“Do you know much about Spinax?”
“Oh yeah. Notice the username? ‘Spinax8U’.” Said Photok
“That’s not encouraging. ‘Spinax8U’? That’s the same as Spinax ate you!”
“Well… yeah. That can’t be helped.”
“But I want the oak bunks.” Said Tanma. All the rows of bunks are named after trees. So when Photok wanted aspen, and Tanma wanted oak, that meant they wanted those bunk rows.
“So, Qwertyuiop123—I mean Kiihka---what are we going to do soon?” Asked Tanma
“Um, we’ll train, learn to fly better, mess around, and free time. We’ll also get to know everybody better.” Replied Kiihka
“Ok, so what do we do today?” Said Photok
“You two can get to know each other, and we’ll do a little training. Have fun! Oh, by the way, here is a 5-widget coupon for any of the stores. Widgets will be rewards for good competitors.”
“Soooooo, what is the first training stunt?” Asked Photok
“I will be in a stationary energy tank, and I will be shooting at you while you’re in the air.”
I think Photok and Tanma turned white. The idea of this crazy Matoran they have known for a day or two shooting at them was a bit much.
“Don’t worry, you two. It’s just a light-gun. It doesn’t REALLY fire!”
“THANK GOODNESS!!” Said Tanma and Photok at the same time.
“So when do you want to begin?”
“Sooner the better! Beatchya to the training arena, Photok!” Said Tanma, shooting away with his jetpack.
“Oh no you don’t!” replied Photok, who was right behind him.
Later, Kiihka got in the ‘Turbo Tazor light eliminator 15000’ (or the light tank), and told Tanma to stand in the middle of the arena.
“When the score-board counts to five, start flying FAST!” said Kiihka
“Ok---”
FIVEFOURTHREETWOONEGO!!!
“What the heck!?” Said Tanma as he launched off the ground
ZONCH! ZONCH! The ‘Turbo Tazor light eliminator 15000’ shot at him insanely! ZONCH---CRRACK!! A light beam actually hit Tanma, and a sensor made the CRRACK sound. ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“Oh my gosh!” said Tanma after the game. The ‘Turbo Tazor light eliminator 15000’ had shot 20 shots. The results: ‘Turbo Tazor light eliminator 15000’ hit Tanma 17 times, and missed 3. Tanma had dodged 3 and got hit by 17.
“Gosh, my ear is ringing from all those cracks.” Said Tanma. I really doubt that Photok wanted to try it.
“Ready Photok?”
“Uhh… uhh yeah I guess.”
“When the score board—“
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Bring it on.”
FIVEFOURTHREETWOONEGO!!! (Right before it said ‘go’, Photok took off) FWOOGE!!
ZONCHZONCHZONCHZONCH!!! Not one of those shots hit Photok.
“Hey, I’m doing pretty good—“
KRA-ZONCH!! CRRAAACK!!
“I’m afraid you spoke to soon!” Yelled Tanma, not in a good mood
“Yeah sure. I’ve gotten hit once—“
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“I say it again, you spoke to soon!”
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“Stop! I surrender—“
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“STOP!!”
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
Tanma was trying to muffle his laughter. He was cracking up.
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK-- ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“My ears! Turn off the ‘cracking’ part!”
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“WHAT THE HECK!! THIS IS WAY MORE THEN TANMA GOT!!”
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“Mercy! I surrender!”
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
By this time, Photok could hardly hear his own voice the ringing in his ears was so loud.
ZONCH—CRRACK—ZONCH—CRACK—ZONCH---CRACK!!
“Ok, that’s all!” said Kiihka
“Wha?”
Kiihka made motions with his hands for Photok to come close. He put his mouth next to Photok’s ear and shouted:
“I’LL STOP!!”
“Wha?”
“I’LL STOP!”
Photok looked at him blankly.
“I’LL STOP!!!!”
“You’ll stop?”
“YES!!”
“Good! Now, where is my bunk?”
“We’re not done for today!”
“What?” Replied Photok, more-or-less deafly.
Kiihka pulled out a piece of paper and wrote ‘We’re not done for today’ on it.
“But… but… oh no…” said Photok
“We’re gonna kick it up a notch”
“Then PLEASE turn off the cracking!”
“Nope! That’s your punishment for getting hit.”
Photok turn even paler then before. Tanma burst out laughing at the sight.
“So, lets begin with…. Tanma!”
“Me? Ok…”
“Alright…. Ready?” Said Kiihka when they were ready.
“Yep!”
FIVE…………………………...FOUR………………………....THREE………....
“What on earth? Why is it so slow—“ but Photok was cut off by a deafening roar.
TWO-ONE-GO!!
“Ack!” said Tanma
ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONCH!!
The ‘Turbo Tazor light eliminator 15000’ was shooting a steady beam. Not single shots, but a continual blast of light.
“Catch me now!” said Tanma, shooting strait up.
CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!
“Wha-!?”
The light beam had trailed him, giving off a deafening crack.
“NOW catch me!” Said Tanma, shooting off in many spirals and twists that he hoped wouldn’t catch him. After about a minute of that (Tanma was getting dizzy by now), Kiihka said he could come back to ground.
“Wow, you’re doing good. Now, since Photok the great didn’t do well last time, he will have to push harder this time.” Kiihka said. Photok looked like an Ice Toa he was so white. “Ready?”
“Well… erm… I guess” Photok replied.
“Alright… stand there and wait for the count down.”
FIVE…………………………...FOUR………………………....THREE………...
“Not again…” Photok said.
TWO…………………………………………ONE………………………………..
“Hey, what’s going on?”
…………………………………..GOZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!!!
“OH NO!” Photok said. ZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP!! The beam kept firing, the same way it did to Tanma.
“Stop! Seriously! Stop! This isn’t right!” Photok kept saying. In his mind, he was flying. In reality he was still on the ground.
“You might want to start flying!” Tanma said.
“I am flying—wait…”
Then Photok realized the truth. It was so loud that he forgot to start his jetpack!
“Oh great…” He said. The scoreboard was going crazy at this point. ‘124,324,456 shot, 124,324,456 hit’ is what it said. And it was going up. Needless to say, Photok wasn’t impressed.
After about a few minutes of this, Kiihka said he could come down (erm, motioned).
“Now you can go to your bunk!” He said. Then he remembered what sound each hit of the laser made. Photok didn’t even know that Kiihka was saying something to him.
BLEEP! BLEEP!
“Ah! A text message!” Kiihka said. It said: hi dude I wunt 2 sine up 4 ur camp thx Shadix (It meant “Hi dude. I want to sign up for your camp. Thanks! ~Shadix”). So Kiihka texted him back, saying: kk dude my email is kiihkasbinhere@hypermail.com tell me about urslf. Thx o and go to my site www.youngtoacamp.com 4 reg. (Ok dude, my E-mail is kiikasbinhere@hypermail.com. Tell me about yourself. Thanks! Oh, and go to my site, www.youngtoacamp.com for registration.)
BTW, all those links aren't real.
AND NOW, FOR THE FEATURE PRESENTATION(erm, something like that)!!
.:Shadix:.
PS: Yesterday, I was 2nd on the scoreboard for points on Shadez: black operations!!
(no lie! I drew that!)
