Scivillage

[Good news! We have recieved the shipment of LEDs, so we can begin work on the Project. We'll pick you up, stay put] That was the message from CHU when I woke up from my nap. (I was in scivillage as a secret agent) I waited, and an airship floated over, and dropped a rope ladder onto the lily. I climbed up. In the blimp there was a deep pile cream carpet, a mini bar, and a few squishy black fake leather chairs. I took a vodka, and settled down in a chair.

At CHU HQ I watched the plans for the Project on a screen. Why didn't we thhink of it before? It had two parts, One was building a pneumonium Extraction plant on the side of the lake, anbd the othere was reanimating the babel fish. The 3 reasons we needed to extract the pneumonium were 1.Fish dont die when we release them 2.We can drink the lakewater 3. we can refine the pneumonium into chemical weapons, in cvase there is a war.

The reason we needed the Babel fish was so we could talk to the humans. Simple.
 
Hey, Nex, relax.... Don't get obsessive here. A chick needs to breathe.

I led him to the pond and threw him in, so he could talk to Doc Nutty. Some of the signs he's showing are not good.
 
The hallucination of Blue lifted me from the ground and dragged me into the pool... Or rather, I must have dragged myself and hallucinated the whole affair. I'm so confused.

Doc NuttyFish came to the surface and began psychoanalyzing me. I broke into tears once more when he asked me what I thought of my mother. I told him that I never knew her, that I was abandoned as a child and was raised in an orphanage by strict nuns. I told him all about my hallucinations of the girl with sexy blue feet. He gave me a prescription and told me to come back tomorrow.

Wow... Good drugs the doc has... Rainbows abound around the sound. But, I think that what I've found is mainly hidden underground. ZZzzzzz...

(Blue, plenty of room to breathe I should think. After all, your just a figment now. Until Doc Nutty's treatment kicks in anyway... :D)
 
How is one supposed to enjoy a bath when there is a psychiatry in the pond?
Invert seems to loose hold on reality I think...I hope the fish can fix him.
 
Hey, Dreamy, Doc's got reeeeeaaaalll goood ddrrrruuuggs...............maaannnn....:D How can you stand having all those weevils crawling all over you? You should take a bath man. Get some drugs while your at it. They're goooood.

"Grape Ape! Dance for me, bro! Let's see somethin' good."
 
AK47? That's that real good indica, ain't it? Hey, that'd probably be good if I wasn't so wasted off these pharmeceuticals already. Maybe later. I'll look you up once I come down. If you've cleaned up those weevils anyway. *ick* And would you please stop dripping into the sky like that? It's very distracting.
 
As we watched the antics of the stoned human though the periscope of our sub, we had reanimated 3 babelfish. Such strange things. I turned the periscope towards the trees, and saw an alluring female hamster sunbathing. "Hey guys, I think I'll go to the shore for a bit, okay?" said I. "Mmmff okay" said a small furry form hidden under a clunking machine. I set off in a boat towards that tree.
 
I tried to sunbath on my rock, but the shrink had patients lined up outa the pond. Looks like Nutty was long overdue.

Decided to reside to my hammock.

Discovered how to make shampoo from herbs, not fish.

Oiled Apeman (he'll always be apeman to me :-D)

Created coffee .... mmmmmmmm caffiene fix......
 
Continued my therapy with Doc NuttyFish today. We elaborated further on my abandonment complex due to the early loss of my mother. Strangely, it seems somehow as though I am doing all the talking. What am I paying this guy for?

We also touched on a strange feeling that I have had ever since coming to scivillage. It's a feeling that none of this is real. That it's like it's just a figment of our imaginations. Almost like words on a page. He told me this is perfectly normal and that everyone feels this way. It's nothing to worry about.

The session ended abruptly with a little hamster porn at the edge of the pond. My god, the things hamsters are capable of. I didn't know they were so elastic and double-jointed. Should be a hamster circus judging from the contortions they seems to be capable of.

Watching this display was making me miss Blue again. I once more hallucinated her form staring intently at the hamsters' display. Almost as though she were taking notes. I take some more medication. It's obvious I have a long way to go with my therapy.

(By the way, Blue, isn't that your rock they're doing the nasty on? Think the stains will ever come out? :D)
 
It bloody better not be my rock, or i'm dragging a new one to the pond.

I came up with some fake smoke, and flooded the pond surface with it. At least now decency has been restored.
 
Deciding a park was needed, i designed a small public garden complete with bbq for future functions. Using the saplings i collected in my travels, I created a dining garden with a peaceful ambiance, and ask nex if he would build a roof and a bbq when he feels up to it.

Party morrow night, scirum on me
 
Wow, man, cool smoke flowing cross the pond. NuttyFish set up a strobe light in the depths of the lake and we got the coolest light show going on. I have a feeling that it was done for concealment of hamster love, but now the lights cast huge looming shadows of hamster love on the clouds. Wow, man. That's some good stuff. They must really be in love. I think I hear the romeo and juliet soundtrack playing in the background, too. That NuttyFish, he really knows how to set a mood.

Grape Ape came up to me in the middle of all this. His fur gleaming and slicked back. Looks like he oiled himself? How peculiar. Maybe to get rid of the fleas or something. Wow, I congratulate him on his new shininess. He seems to be strutting and preening. I wonder how I'm going to hang on to his shoulder in giant mode while he's all slick like this. I really should design that palanquin. In fact, with thoughts of work in my mind, I begin to feel better. Maybe I'm not crazy. Maybe I just need to devote myself to work more. Yeah.

Just then, Sexy Blue materializes out of the mist. My sanity teeters on the brink once more.

"You're not real! NOT REAL!" I shout.

The hallucination seems a bit taken aback by this pronouncement and seems on the verge of vanishing. But, she gains strength once more and says, "I need your help, Nexus. Come with me."

I am practically quivering in fear (or is it from the drugs?) but, as NuttyFish seems intent on the hamster love and refuses to help, I allow myself to be taken by the apparition. She leads me up the hill and around a boulder. There is a garden there. A garden that was not there yesterday. Is this another hallucination? I must be getting worse.

She walks around in her lovely Sexy Blue way and turns back to me, her face seems flushed as if with pride, a cute grin lights up her features. She holds out her arms in a presenting sort of way and says, "Well, what do you think?"

"B-b-b-beautiful... What does it mean?" I ask.

"Mean?" She gives me an odd look full of concern, "What do you mean mean? Are you feeling ok? You've been acting strange lately."

"F-f-fine. Just a little hallucination problem. Nothing the Doc can't fix, I'm sure. If he tries anyway. But, what is this place?"

She gives a tinkling laugh that echoes from the nearby cliffs, "It's a garden, silly! I designed it myself. What do you think?"

"Nice..." I reply unsurely. I feel as if the noose is about to drop around my neck. I glance around looking for the gallows.

She walks up to me and grasps my hand. "Now, Nexus, I've done all I can. I'm no builder. I want you to build a nice gazebo over here." She leads me to a spot that is perfectly situated for a gazebo. Nice view of the surrounding landscape. "And a barbecue pit over here. What do you think?"

"S-s-sure... I suppose. I was j-j-just thinkin' bout getting back to work. Might clear my head a b-b-bit."

Once again her tinkling laugh resounds around the park. "Great! When can you have it done? I was wanting to throw a party tomorrow night. Can you have it done by then?"

"Yeah... I think I can do that. Seems simple enough. I think I have enough supplies left over that I won't even need to gather more. Probably a good day's work."

"Great! That's great! I'll make it worth your time, you know." She moves in closer to me, "You know, you never really welcomed me back to the village. I'm beginning to think..."

"I.. I.. I..." Suddenly, it all becomes too much for me. The combination of drugs, confusion, and fear overwhelms me. I begin to see those spots in my eyes again. I crumple to the ground in an oblivious heap.
 
(Thankyou blue, at least at first) As the smoke drifted over me and Fay Ray, i thought we had some privacy at last, But glancing at the sky, I saw that OUR IMAGES WERE BEING PROJECTED ONTO THE CLOUDS!!!!!! AAARRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!! I grabbed Fay Ray, and jumped into the boat, and went back to my house, for some privacy AT LAST.
 
(Ah, come on, you know you liked it. You exhibitionist, you! After all, you were on full display for several hours. You've quite some stamina for such a little guy. :D)
 
"HOT DAMN!! THAT WAS GOOD! I AM SUCH A BEAST!!! Now let us never speak of our trans-species love again." She wasn't even listening. A dazed sense of pleasure seemed to move across her face so slowly, so elegantly. An unbearable feeling of satisfaction, so deathly sanctifying that it made me just stop and think. Life was good, kinda strange but pretty damn good none the less. I had my life written down, all with pen and paper so to speak, all accounted for and just the way I wanted it. Wait till Communist Hamster figures out I did his sister. Oh boy...

A small envelope wafted through the letterbox of the front door of the surgery. From my dear patient invert. A pay-cheque, to the value of ten thousand. Cha-ching!! Once again I felt that sense of perfection. I was the best psychiatrist in the world. With the most potent drugs ever devised by fish kind. Mostly marijuana, some crack and a shit-load of hypothermium. I put the cheque in the safe and left for a swim outside.

Holy christ, there were a lot of people bathing today. I could see their feet waving in the water, their upper bodies shrouded in the fakest smoke I had ever seen. It was all too wispy and slightly, well, green going on orange. Invert was lying on the ground again. A hallucination? Probably, knowing him. I pulled him beneath the water into the surgery, watching a small sea-doo scurry past. I waved.
 
(Hey, hey now, I signed up for therapy, not surgery. No breaking out the lobotomies or anything. I have a feeling Grape Ape might just get a little revenge happy should anything... bad happen to me... ;))
 
OMG, love the twist. but a hampster and a fish? I don't even want to know....

The weed would explain Nex at least.
 
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