ASSIGNMENT: Lake
(OOC: Heh, I know, I went a bit overboard with the whole piranha thing. But hey, when your character can just glide across the water, you need some sort of obsticle, eh? Also, 879 words. I'm in a really "writey" mood today. Is that even a word? On that note, is "piranhaish?")
BIC:
“OK, this is starting to get ridiculous.” UZ had been waiting for a whole hour for that new teacher of his to show up, and he was getting restless, not to mention hungry. Peeking out to make sure no overly cheerful mood-swinging elves were around, UZ slithered out of the room and into the large hallway. It had been so long since UZ had been in a large, well lit area that UZ flinched when the sun from the windows hit his eyes. “Whew! That’s better. Now… where the hell am I?”
That hallway proved to be even longer than UZ had originally anticipated, and he had been going for a good half-hour before he finally found something recognizable to him. “Hey, I smell food in there!” UZ raced into what looked like a gigantic version of a school cafeteria. Not knowing whether or not he was supposed to be taking the food, he sneaked his way over to a large table, grabbed several pieces of fruit, and zipped his way back to the corner of the room, where he started gobbling it down. This drew many a stare from the students already in there, taking in the spectacle of the oversized orange worm speed eating apples.
After he had his fill of fruit (and had enough of the staring) UZ left the cafeteria to try and find that elusive teacher of his. Eventually he found a door with a large rain drop painted on it. The door had nothing special on it, and in fact resembled pretty much every other door in that portion of the hallway, but UZ felt somehow drawn to that door in particular. Opening it, he found himself in another large room, which in any other building could’ve passed for a hallway itself. Around him were all numbers of different shaped and colored doors leading to who-knew-where. The aspect that they all shared, however, was that they were all some shade of blue or green. The floor in the area was covered with a thick layer of wet algae and moss, and the sounds of waves hitting a beach could be heard echoing through the room. “There seems to be a pattern here…” UZ mumbled.
To his dismay, most of the doors he tried to open were strangely locked. Looking around in frustration, a small dark blue door caught his eye. The door wasn’t the most spectacular door in the room, it wasn’t even close. It didn’t even have a strange shape to it, being a rounded off rectangle. What caught UZ’s eye was that the door was only about 3 feet tall, which would’ve seemed small to most species, but not to him. It almost looked like the door had been custom-made for him especially. “How many 2 and a half foot tall worms do they normally have come by here, anyway?” he asked himself. Looking closer, UZ saw small letters carved into the side of the door near the handle. “Lake,” it said.
Swallowing in expectation of disappointment, UZ was pleasantly surprised when the door opened easily for him. “Cool beans,” he said, “let’s see what we got here…” On the other side of the door, a small beach awaited him. The beach went around in a large circle for what looked like almost a mile, surrounding a lake. Beyond the beach was straight water as far as his eye could see. In the center of the lake was a small island with a single palm tree on it, and what looked like a small chest underneath the tree. Never one to pass up free treasure, UZ began to wander the short stretch of beach to get to the lake. Feeling confidant, UZ began to hum a little tune. “Oh, I can’t help but smile, cause I can slide across the wa-” UZ’s little ditty was sharply cut off by a pair of large jaws being implanted into his head. “This lake has piranhas? Great. Why should my day get any easier?”
Thinking quickly, UZ tightened up so the piranha would fly off. “Now how am I supposed to get to that treasure…” It was quite a pickle. UZ could, in theory, just glide across the water on his hole, but he didn’t really like the idea of getting eaten. With a start, UZ lifted his head as an idea came to it. “Sorry about this, Beatrice…” he mumbled to his mandolin as he held it out. He started banging out some rather ugly chords on it while holding it out over the water. Piranhas started swarming out and frenzying over each other, trying to stop the horrible racket, until there was a rather sizable pile of dead piranhas lying on the beach. Putting away his now nicked mando, UZ starting covering himself with the corpses of the piranhas. UZ then glided over the water, and with his new disguise and piranhaish smell, he avoided getting attacked by the incredibly confused fish.
“I’m shocked and amazed that actually worked,” he thought to himself as he set himself onto the beach. As he approached that lovely looking treasure chest, (while shaking piranha off of himself) he heard a distinct splash behind him. UZ turned to look, but all he saw was ripples. “Hmm…”