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While we bere being held hostage, I had planned to talk to Rich about his problems while formulating an escape plan. Something like, "How does that make you feel? Oh, and attack that gaurd on the count of three."
Of course, when you're bound and gagged, it's more like you squirming around and saying, "Rwwwrwwwrwrrrwrrwwwrrwrrwrwrwrwrwr."
So, that is what happened. Sometime around an hour later, I don't know excactly, the completely not ominous black van we were in, stopped, and the guy who took us from our base grabbed Richie by his hair, and me by his collar. I'm sure this was very scary for Rich, because the guy was a lot taller than him, but for me, when a fat guy around my height with shaving cuts all over his face grabs you by the collar, you have to try very hard to stifle a chuckle.
He dragged us to the prison cell, which was just an unfurnished, crappy bedroom with no windows. He had pulled up most of the carpet, except for two little spaces for us to sleep on. I couldn't believe it. We had helped stop professional military organizations, (Alex Rider's got nothing on us) yet we managed to get captured single-handedly by a chubby dunce.
After a few days of eating food so bad the dumpster's special behind KFC looks like some five star buffet to someone who's a vegetarian, and water was so dirty and dry, I could have sworn I was drinking sand, the chub-o marched us off to his interrogation room, which was excactly like our "cell", but with no carpet and a spotlight in the middle. He started with Richie. " What do you know about Project NightCannon?" He stood still as if expecting a reply, as though Richie didn't have a cloth wrapped around his mouth. He realized this, and removed it. he repeated the question; What do you know about Project NightCannon?"
"I'll never tell!" Richie barked back. I could tell Richie was lying. He didn't know anything about Project Whatever it was.
"Oh yeah?" Replied the fat man as he slapped Richie across the face. Blood trickled out of his mouth as Rich replied,
"Let's see how coy you are with my foot in your mouth!"
"Kid, if you're gonna be dramatic, get it right. It's 'With your foot in your mouth.'"
"Not this time..." Mumbled Richie as he kicked the dude in the face.
Time To Get Out!
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>Yeah! You're doing great! Nice thing about pressing Mr. Enter more often, he's profusly thanking you at this very second.
>Another tip: Instead of "Rwwwrwwwrwrrrwrrwwwrrwrrwrwrwrwrwr," try "Rawwwr."
>When you extend a word by holding letters, notice you only hold certain sounds. Like, you don't hold 't' or 'b' or 'g', because when you actually say that word, you don't hold that letter.
>But, if, in fact, you can hold all the letters, it doesn't mean you should. In this case, you only write it with three letters at the most. Kind of like '...'
>If that makes any sense at all.
>Hope it helped, and keep writing!
~Steph
Yeah, but the phrase, "How does that make make you feel? Oh, and attack that gaurd blah blah blah" can't be shortened to only "Rawwwr." He's just trying to talk with a gag in his mouth. If he had said, "Hi." it could have been shortened like that, but the dialogue was too long.
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