Haha, not at all. I am not sure I have time nor ideas to write a full story, just thought I'd add to your tale of g.man

less chat, more story people!  rev and plornt should both continue their stories, then at the end we can all decide which is best and kill the loser.  or something.

The airplane was definitely not moving, as now that he could see the rest of the cabin, it was clear that a lot of the other seats on the the plane weren't as occupied as he had first thought.
Had he drifted off again after the beer? That wonderful, amazing silk in a glass. beeeeeerrrrrrr....
He couldn't see the occupants of the seats ahead but one of them was waving his arms in an animated fashion while the other was laughing hysterically.
g.man got up and made his way towards the pair. His baubles jingled slightly as he made his way along in the slightly sideways walk of a plane passenger. The plane ones again...
The passenger closest to the aisle looked up as g.man reached them. He was grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

'Oh, Hi G.man, wonder when you were going to wake up, just left you because you looked content. Nice Santa hat by the way.'
It was Gonzo. A big grin on his face and a lit cigarette in his mouth. His badge said 'Hi, my name is... GONZO'
'you should grab a smoke, these ciggies are fucking awesome. There is a pack in your top pocket in case you haven't noticed.'
He was right, there was a packet of fags in his shirt pocket, and a lighter. Both had the B&B logo on them.
The cigarettes the usual warning box on them. However, written instead was 'These are harmless, go on'

Why did I not notice the Santa hat? Is it because this story is going to have more holes in it that a string vest shop? g.man thought.

'Check this out g.man'
And Gonzo turned to the passenger on his right. G.man knew the face instantly. It was Mod74. He had a big grin on his face and a pint in his hand.
'Who are THEY Mod74?' ask gonzo
'Fuck off gonzo. I told you already. They are ..........' said Mod74 chuckling.
'See? how hard was that? That was all you had to say bro!'

He didn't say anything though.. , thought g.man.
'See this guy? We just sat down for five minutes and went through all the things we had ever disagreed about and sorted everything out!!' 'that's all we needed g.man. just five minutes and its all cool.'
'we have so much in common as well! Who would have thought it. Me and Mr Mod74 Mod74'

'What did you say?' said g.man.
Gonzo stood up, turned towards g.man, dropped his cigarette into a handy ashtray,
'I think I need to bring you up to speed g.man'
'Do you mind Mod74?' said Gonzo
'Go ahead mate, and if you see Paul_the_Sparky or TheDJR could you tell them to get there arse up here.'
Mod74 took his phone out of his pocket, tapped the screen a couple of times and smiled.
'Tentacles 2? Get in...'

'Lets go back to your seat' said Gonzo
He ushered g.man back to his chair where there was a fresh pint waiting for him.
Gonzo sat across the aisle and lit up a cigarette. It smelled of baking.
g.man couldn't wait to crack open his own pack. He had no doubt they would be the best fags he had every had.

'5 days ago you got on a plane, feel alseep, and somehow pretty much everyone from the B&B is here on the same plane that you got on.' 'Some of us are here because of that football game in Norway that you know about, Google was flying back from Boston, Tigerswiftly eventually got of the plane after he agreed to stop his hunger strike for compensation protest.MK64 was meant to be in Munich.'
'I was on a train, playing champ manager and fell asleep. SO either we are all dreaming the same dream or something mega weird is happening' Gonzo said, and took another drag on his cigarette.
Smells like cinamon bagels, thought g.man, as Gonzo exhaled.

'I take you are explaining this so that you can name drop as many people from the forum as possible' said g.man.

'You got it g.man, and lets face it, there are 200 people to try to fit in this thing though I'm sure we will try to make sure that the main guys on here feature more that once'

'Is this some kind of fourth wall thing?'
'You betcha g.man'

'Does that mean that Tempy will appear as more than just cabin crew?'

'He wasn't really cabin crew anyway, he saw you were stirring and got you a drink, though he was part of the whole name badge reveal which is really important'

'What was with you not calling Mod74 by his real name?'

'Clever plot tool that will be explained in due course, but it seems that no one can call anyone else by their real name. They can't even say their own name'

'That's daft and doesn't work really, its going to lead to some daft plot holes later on, You have the whole @jonb thing for starters, that's his real name and no one can pronounce adkm1979..'
'That doesn't matter much. He doesn't seem to be here'
'Just a badge like Turtle O Wurtle..'

' I better leave you to it, Drivel wrote far too much dialogue for me as it is. I'm going to read this and feel uncomfortable I've had so much story time.'
With that Gonzo got up started to make his way towards the back of the plane.

'Gonzo?'
'Yes g.man?'
'So What day is it?
'Well for the last 2 days it's been Christmas day g.man. And you, well you haven't even unwrapped your presents.'
'I left on the 19th though'
'This is a Christmas Story g.man.'
'This is crazy.'
'Yeah, but you should have a look outside first, if you think this set up in the plan is slightly crazy.
Just wait until you get onto the beach outside.'

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Made my morning, this.

ZOMG!

Migraines are a problem with the wiring in the brain and I really hope i'm not getting one now, thought g.man as he started the slow walk down the stairs. I need a coffee to sort it out..

 There was a slight flashing across his vision, but it wasn't the sun, though it was very bright outside. The second flashing was even brighter. g.man had to grab onto the rail for a second and closed his eyes. When he open then he could see a small number down the left hand corner of his eye.
It said 100.
Now having numerical visions are enough to stop people in their tracks. It takes something even more mazing for that to be forgotten about in a millisecond. Like a jungle leading off a beach. Or a huge imposing mountain in the background, or a tower climbing in the sky.

How about if they were all there?

What the double ducking fuck is going on here?  g.man said to himself, except he didn't
'Its amazing isn't it?'
g.man looked round to see @kazuo sitting to the side of the steps.
'Oh hi Kazuo, I mean Kazuo, fuck sake.. I mean that boxer Kazuo Calzaghe'
'It doesn't work g.man, soon as you know you are talking about a badger, you call them by their screen name, its like you trying to trick you'
'What's going on?'
'Pretty much everything is going on g.man, this place is perfect.'
'How long you been here?'
'Couple of days, just go for a wander g.man.'
'where?'
'well, @skerret is shark hunting out on the bay, him and @moto70 are seeing who can get the most skins by lunchtime. If you head left round the coast that way you will get to the house, though most people are sleeping outdoors because of the heat.'
g.man took a seat on the bottom step.
'the tree is just round there to the right, thats where your presents will be and I would go there if you can first, but up to you man. Everything is up to you..'
With that Kazuo got up of the ground, and started slowly walking, he turned to face g.man, continuing to walk backwards as he did.
'I'm off to get some sleep, just done a 24hr shift with @regmcfly, he's over in the castle, getting in some ladder practice'
'Thanks Kazuo'
'Dont take off your badge'

g.man got up, threw down the santa hat that i had forgot he was wearing and since the heat had been mentioned he better take it off becuase if he is getting a migraine, having a hot head isnt going to help in the slightest and headed towards where kazuo had said the tree was with the presents.

Well he would have, if he didn't have to dodge out of the way of @darksoldier driving like a crazy person on his motorbike.

revelthedog wrote:

'I'm off to get some sleep, just done a 24hr shift with @regmcfly, he's over in the castle, getting in some ladder practice'

I giggled.

(which I'm enjoying btw, good shit rev and Pornt)

'Wooooooooooooo hoooooooooooo!!!!'
Because just because!
And I've been up and down Island twice now and over as many of stunt trials this piece of shit can handle.
Because.'
Dark Soldier chats constantly. He ends up with those tiny bits of white phlegm in the corners of his mouth, his excitement takes over as he apologises profusely again and again for almost running g.man over, but then whoops and cheers and punches the sky.
'You have to do this! There will be one for you at the house, if you go there to the house. You want steak? there will be fucking tons of it! Beer, fags and it will be the best you could taste as well. The best ever.
No
Wait
This is the best ever!! '
With that as his final word he fires up the motorcycle and heads off straight into the Jungle.
Seconds later a WOOOOO HOOOOO is heard followed by a crash.

I'm OK! I'm OK!'

g.man notices a cut on his hand where he jumped back from Dark Soldier, its on the finger and its going to irritate every time he touches something.
Also the number seems to have dropped to 98.

as well as the cut, some of the tinsel has fallen off the badge, absent mindedly, he almost removes it to straighten it up.
As he does, he feels the slight tug on his skin underneath the badge. Like taking off a plaster really slowly. There isnt any shocking pain. But he flinches in shock as he realises what he might have done.

dont take off the badge.

just dont.

this chills him a bit even with the sun. The chill evaporates as suddenly as it appeared, as he sees the tree for the first time.
Its quite clearly the tree that you wish you parents had when you were young and enjoyed the santa lie.
Its quite clearly the tree you wanted to make youself since you had your own place and it was your first christmas in your first house and we'll be doing christmas my way thank you very much no turkey because why turkey im not american, im going for a curry like a good scottish person should on christmas day.

Turns out that the tree attracts the other badgers as well.
@nina is standing with an unwrapped present in her hand just looking up at the perfect star at the top of the tree.
@optimark_prime is sitting with @davyk as they compare the mint edition factory sealed SNES games they have unwrapped, especially since they have two copies of each game. One that clearly says 'TO BE PLAYED AND ENJOYED'
@chattinwithchet runs around showing anyone that will listen his sign back catalogue of Dylan LPs and CDs. If his grin got any wider, his head would fall off.

g.man says hello to each in turn, greeting them with a courteous handshake or a hug, sharing briefly when he woke up and who he has seen so far. Everyone looks so happy and his mood lightens and displays across his face in a wide grin.

His parcel lies underneath the tree in plain site, its heavier than expected.
It says to g.man on the tag.
He takes his time opening the package, the box contains lots of polystyrene balls.
Inside is a Giroux “Daguerreotype”, a 170 year old camera. One of the most expensive cameras in the world.

He realises that the number is back up at 100 and when he looks at his hand, the cut has gone..

Then there is the tall sign next to the tree.

Its kind of pink and purple.
He recognises it straight away, he's seen it almost every day since the end of April.

It just says at the top.

Who's Online.

CRIKEY!

Haha, wasn't being serious. Thought maybe you were going for a Cormac McCarthy vibe.

Brooks is the Judge, obv, amirite @regmcfly?

I nearly killed g. 

Lol yeah son.

NEARLY KILLED HIM

Roast chicken dinner, because I'm not making it. Proper mash and all the trimmings.

I am having chicken nuggets tomorrow though, so it appears they're getting better.