Post by Rocket! on Mar 30, 2009 23:08:52 GMT -5
Username: rocketage
Current canons: N/A
Canon you're auditioning for: Experiment 626; Stitch
Media canon is from: Disney Movie: Lilo & Stitch
Is the current canon taken?: Nope!
Audition post (400 words):
"NUAK! NUAK NUAK!"
Everybody in the marketplace froze.
Random shoppers, casual gamers, the strange people you don't talk about in polite company... everybody. Not one person moved, unless they were moving to view the creature that had suddenly made it's way to the dead center of the marketplace.
It was small, was no higher than three feet, and... well, blue. The small... barking... koala thing was blue. Not that it was, strictly speaking, a koala. The strange eyes certainly threw that thought to the wind; those large, and entirely black, eyes were very foreign indeed. As if the antenna weren't enough to prove the fact. Or the four arms.
...or the blue fur, in all honesty. Actually, that'd probably be the first thing noticed-- but enough of that.
Parading down the street, with small orange guns in each of it's four arms, the blue monstrosity continued to let out it's strange, pseudo-bark at the passerbys.
"NUAK! NUAK! NuuUAAK!" People jumped backwards from the thing, more in fear of the unknown than fear of the toy guns.
...they were toys, right? ...right?
The blue animal continued to walk down and across the macadam in no particular direction. Every so once in a while, it would let loose another cacophony of rambling nonsense at unsuspecting citizens.
And then Mr. Jenkin's blasted old dog just had to go and sniff Stitch's butt.
Two and a half seconds later, the dog was crispier than a potato in an incinerator. Gasping out a poof of musty soot, the old greyhound fell to the floor.
After that little bout of autopilot, Stitch froze along with the rest of the crowd. Not exactly his intention, but...
Grinning, the monstrosity suddenly jumped across to another passing dog, got up in it's face, and barked. And barked. And barked.
The other dog calmly turned tail and ran for his life. Well, as calmly as could be expected. The sight brought a warm, fuzzy feeling to Stitch's gut. And his neck.
...wait, what? That's not a warm fuzzy feeling...! Turning his head, Stitch turned to see who it was that would dare grab him by the scruff of his neck. Why, he'd show--
-- Nani. The experiment winced. This won't end well...
"What are you doing, huh? I leave you alone for one second..."
"Ah... no, no--" Stitch tried to interject--
"No way are you leaving my sight now." --but English isn't Stitch's strong point. That, or manners aren't Nani's strong point. Heh. Either way, Stitch couldn't get a word in edgewise.
"But, but, but--" The dogs! The terror! The inflicting of aforementioned terror! Couldn't the chores--
And then Nani got up in his face as she plopped him down onto her bicycle. She gave him... the look.
Stitch shut up.
Nani nodded affirmatively.
Stitch sighed and turned his head off to look at the would-be victims. Settling his head down on his arms, he vaguely bothered to watch the speeding countryside-- if you could call it that-- as he moped about the whole ordeal. Stitch hadn't even managed to grab a TV Guide.
...mmm. Which, of course, brought up another important question. Had Nani set the TiVo to get the Midnight Monster Mash Marathon? Stitch opened his mouth to pose the question--
--and got the look.
Properly dejected, Stitch shoved his head down onto the bike seat.
And he'd been doing so well on being good.
Current canons: N/A
Canon you're auditioning for: Experiment 626; Stitch
Media canon is from: Disney Movie: Lilo & Stitch
Is the current canon taken?: Nope!
Audition post (400 words):
"NUAK! NUAK NUAK!"
Everybody in the marketplace froze.
Random shoppers, casual gamers, the strange people you don't talk about in polite company... everybody. Not one person moved, unless they were moving to view the creature that had suddenly made it's way to the dead center of the marketplace.
It was small, was no higher than three feet, and... well, blue. The small... barking... koala thing was blue. Not that it was, strictly speaking, a koala. The strange eyes certainly threw that thought to the wind; those large, and entirely black, eyes were very foreign indeed. As if the antenna weren't enough to prove the fact. Or the four arms.
...or the blue fur, in all honesty. Actually, that'd probably be the first thing noticed-- but enough of that.
Parading down the street, with small orange guns in each of it's four arms, the blue monstrosity continued to let out it's strange, pseudo-bark at the passerbys.
"NUAK! NUAK! NuuUAAK!" People jumped backwards from the thing, more in fear of the unknown than fear of the toy guns.
...they were toys, right? ...right?
The blue animal continued to walk down and across the macadam in no particular direction. Every so once in a while, it would let loose another cacophony of rambling nonsense at unsuspecting citizens.
And then Mr. Jenkin's blasted old dog just had to go and sniff Stitch's butt.
Two and a half seconds later, the dog was crispier than a potato in an incinerator. Gasping out a poof of musty soot, the old greyhound fell to the floor.
After that little bout of autopilot, Stitch froze along with the rest of the crowd. Not exactly his intention, but...
Grinning, the monstrosity suddenly jumped across to another passing dog, got up in it's face, and barked. And barked. And barked.
The other dog calmly turned tail and ran for his life. Well, as calmly as could be expected. The sight brought a warm, fuzzy feeling to Stitch's gut. And his neck.
...wait, what? That's not a warm fuzzy feeling...! Turning his head, Stitch turned to see who it was that would dare grab him by the scruff of his neck. Why, he'd show--
-- Nani. The experiment winced. This won't end well...
"What are you doing, huh? I leave you alone for one second..."
"Ah... no, no--" Stitch tried to interject--
"No way are you leaving my sight now." --but English isn't Stitch's strong point. That, or manners aren't Nani's strong point. Heh. Either way, Stitch couldn't get a word in edgewise.
"But, but, but--" The dogs! The terror! The inflicting of aforementioned terror! Couldn't the chores--
And then Nani got up in his face as she plopped him down onto her bicycle. She gave him... the look.
Stitch shut up.
Nani nodded affirmatively.
Stitch sighed and turned his head off to look at the would-be victims. Settling his head down on his arms, he vaguely bothered to watch the speeding countryside-- if you could call it that-- as he moped about the whole ordeal. Stitch hadn't even managed to grab a TV Guide.
...mmm. Which, of course, brought up another important question. Had Nani set the TiVo to get the Midnight Monster Mash Marathon? Stitch opened his mouth to pose the question--
--and got the look.
Properly dejected, Stitch shoved his head down onto the bike seat.
And he'd been doing so well on being good.
I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao