From: Erin Hunt <gk_chesterton@hotmail.com>
Date: Fri Mar 26, 1999  12:52:50  US/Pacific
To: hudsonleick@onelist.com
Subject: [hudsonleick] CRS: ForestRat's Big Welcome
Reply-To: hudsonleick@onelist.com

From: "Erin Hunt" <gk_chesterton@hotmail.com>

ForestRat trudges wearily up to the gates of New Cirra with a bag slung 
over his shoulder, pondering the fact that this is the first city he's 
ever seen that literally has gates. As he enters, Erin and Leicky step 
out, wearing "dress uniforms" that make them look like airline 
stewardesses.

Erin & Leicky: Hello, Mr. Squirrel! Welcome to New Cirra!

ForestRat: And you are...?

L: <big cheesy grin> I'm Leicky, the Goddess's bard. And Hudson Leick's.

E: <even bigger, cheesier grin> And I'm Erin, the Goddess's gal pal. The 
regular Cirrian welcome party is, um, incapacitated-

L: So Erin and I were sent out to welcome you instead.

F: Well, thanks, I guess.

L: <big cheesy grin plastered on so long it's starting to look 
psychotic> Allow us to show you around.

F: You know, guys, I'm really tired. I-

E: So, let's get started.

<Erin and Leicky grab ForestRat by the arms and whisk him off down the 
street>

E: First off, ForestRat- may I call you Forest? thanks- the Goddess 
doesn't allow anyone to say her name. It's always just "Goddess" or 
"GC". Get it?

F: Got it.

E: Good.

L: Also, if you ever hear anyone use the word "fire" around the Goddess, 
dive for shelter *immediately*.

F: That wasn't in the brochure.

L: Trust me. You'll thank me in the end. Get it?

F: Got it.

L: Good.

F: Look, I've been trying to tell you, my Rent 'n Move broke down at the 
top of a mountain, and everything I own that's not in this bag is up 
there.

L: Hey, no sweat, pal. We're on the job twenty-four hours a day. That 
reminds me- Erin, I want to clock out early tomorrow and I need you to 
cover for me.

E: Again???

L: Well, you're the only one who can do it! Goddess would read anyone 
else's mind and find out the truth.

F: Hey, wait! I must have heard wrong. I thought you just implied that 
Erin is the only person who's mind the Goddess can't read.

E: <strains back puffing up chest> You heard right. I'm the one and 
only. The Chosen One, blessed among all Cirrians-

L: Hey, hey, I have special powers too! Look, I will now demonstrate my 
power of... throwing... things.

<Leicky picks up a rock and hurls it. It richocets off a wall, then off 
a telephone pole>

F: That's pretty impre- <sharp cracking sound, then thud of ForestRat 
hitting the ground>

L: I meant to do that.

E: Man, what a faux paux, killing a new citizen on the first day.

L: He's not dead. See, he's breathing. Just help me wake him up, oh 
Mighty Ego.

<Erin and Leicky slap him around a bit>

F: Wha... wha... just ten more minutes, Mommy.

L: I am not your mother, sonny.

F: <eyes clear> What, who, when, where, how...

L: Um, a bird was flying overhead-

E: and it dropped a rock on you.

F: A bird? Dropped a rock on me?

E & L: Yes.

F: Huh. Why aren't I dead?

E: It's something about the air here. Makes Cirrians unusually tough. Or 
maybe the chunk of Tree of Life apple you have to eat when you join has 
something to do with it.

F: Callis- I mean, the Goddess has a Tree of Life.

L: Yup.

F: Then why isn't everyone immortal?

E & L: <awkward look>

E: Look, we're going to be late for your appointment with the Goddess.

F: Sorry. Lost again.

<A few minutes later...>

F: You know, this really is a very beautiful city.

L: Well, you save a lot on maintenance when you have a Goddess who can 
landscape half the city by snapping her fingers.

F: I particularly like the all the scorched wood you've incorporated 
into the architecture. It adds a uniquely homey feel to the place.

E: Er, yeah, unique and homey and stuff. Well, we're here! Just walk 
through that door and there she will be.

F: Aren't you coming with me?

E: Not allowed.

<ForestRat walks off>

E: <to L> Is this the best initiation prank ever or what?

<ForestRat walks through door>

E & L: <snort, giggle, titter>

GC: So you're my new subject. Not many people would dare to just walk in 
on me like this. It's nice to finally see someone with some chutzpah! 
Yes, I think you'll fit in here just fine.

E & L: <silent scream>

*********************

<That evening, on the top of a mountain...>

The wind wails. The tree limbs screech. A gale had been coming for some 
time, and was finally here. A lone Rent 'n Move slowly, slowly, slowly 
tips over, proceeding to tumble all the way to the bottom of the 
mountain and explode in a dazzling gout of flame.

<Back in New Cirra...>

F: <looking out window> Fireworks. Wow, what a party town.



Welcome to New Cirra. <foreboding chuckle> :-)

Erin Hunt
Your Friendly Neighborhood Psycho-blood-goddess-of-vengeance Worshipper
Keeper of Callisto's Cool Spinning Club Move
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