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 Posted: Sat May 20, 2006 4:22 pm
Expresso Eddie's is a local coffee shop. It is fairly small and has an outdoor patio with fairly uncomfortable metal chairs. Inside, you'll find an almost claustrophobic atmosphere where wooden benches, stools, and tables are crammed into a makeshift eating area. Pictures of local people and landmarks line the walls. Although there is no TV, there is a healthy supply of local papers. There's also some damn fine coffee...
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Posted: Wed Aug 16, 2006 8:06 pm
Julius Burns had finally, by some sort of miracle, had managed to get him self to the front of the line in the coffee shop. He thought to himself that if they didn’t make this place bigger that he would have to take a sledge hammer and bust down the nearest wall himself. Sighing he ordered a coffee with cream and sugar, which under normal circumstances would have taken him a total of 15 seconds, but due to the complicated nature of the whole store its took him about 2 minutes. He wondered if he would get faster service if he leaned over the counter and punched the clerk in the face. He sighed again; he was tired and when he was tired he was mean. And that was why he was here after all. To get coffee, which he hated, so he could wake up and become the nice friendly guy he normally was. He was only tired because he had spent the night splurging on his favorite past-time, Broadway. He had been up for 42 hours, 20 of which had been spent in theaters. He really needed to get home and go to bed. But what he really needed to do before all that was to sit down. One: because his feat hurt, and two: because outside on the wonderfully spacious patio was a very cute girl. He wished he knew how to talk to women. He had never quite gotten the hang of it so what he was reduced to was sitting and staring at her from across tables and park benches. He hated it; it made him look really perverted. He noticed as he spied his warm coffee that she had a messenger bag around her neck. It looked familiar, as if... Super Duper Broadway man had something to do with it. No… that wasn’t it. He had probably just seen it in a shop window before. Yeah, that was it. Putting his feet up on the chair across from him he cracked his neck and tried to finish his coffee.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 11:06 am
<<
 Cait had finished a conversation with the man from the park by pointing him in the direction of the Cinemas and giving him the name of the manager. The manager was a creepy dude, but he was always hiring. If the guy in the park needed money as badly as he sounded like he did, the job at the cinemas would certainly help. She waved goodbye at him and turned back to her coffee. She hadn't had coffee since lunch time.
Cait wandered straight to the counter for the second time, where the employee recognized her immediately and for the second time, "Hi, Cait! Having the usual today?"
"Yeah, Josie, Thanks...." Cait handed Josie her $2.57 cents and picked up the coffee that Josie already had waiting for Cait. She came in everyday about this time, and they could predict what she would want based on the day of the week and how late she was.
Cait wandered out the door and sat at the patio in the front of the store. She stared into her coffee cup and reached inside her messanger bag to turn on her Ipod. She didn't care what came on, she just wanted noise.
How dare Josh tell her how he felt about her? They had been friends fro so long, why did things have to change? Ignoring completely the fact that she had feelings for Josh in return, it just wasn;t practical for her to be in a relationshio at that point in time, much less with Josh. He was going to college and she was too busy with the BTY program to really promote a relationship.... But it was something she had wanted for so long... The timing was absolutely horrible, but something she wanted badly... She took a sip of her coffee sadly and tuned back into her ipod. "Bless the broken road" was on. She sighed in frustration and reached into her messanger bag to change the track on her ipod. She sighed again and changed her mind. She wanted to listen to the track after all.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 11:44 am
Mike, I edited your post. Your character;s name should be in every post you make at least once. So i added it in the first sentence. Remember that just beacuse you know what your characters name is, no one is going to remember who "Lt. Commander Data" is playing as, so be sure you specify your character's name.
Ten minutes later and Julius Burns' coffee was gone and he was feeling better. How ever that was a relative term. He was now very emotionally unstable. All the reasons as to why he had splurged on Broadway had come back to him. He was awake, at least. For the past 10 minutes he had been working up the courage to go talk to the girl across the patio. He didn’t want to date her; he wanted to see if he could talk to her and start a friendship which is what he really wanted. However there was at least one complication. It appeared to him the she either was trying to read her future in the coffee or was staring sadly into it. There was that and his complete inability to talk to women. He sighed, he only had one chance anyway, and besides she probably had a boyfriend that was going to beet the crap out of him if he talked to her and said the wrong thing, but he figured, hey it was worth a shot. Picking up his cup he walked over to where she was sitting. He was about 2 feet away when it kind of danced right out of his hand, which had been shaking due to extreme nervousness and smashed on the ground. This was it, the last straw; unbelievably he just sat down opposite her and started crying. It was then he began mentally kicking himself.
“YOU IDIOT!!!, his thoughts screamed at him, “YOU COMPLETELY SCRWED THAT UP!” He tried to stop crying but it only made it worse. The only thing he managed to get out was “I….. I’m sor….. sorry…… I’m sorry I ru… ru.. ruined….. your… c…. c… coffee."
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Posted: Fri Aug 25, 2006 6:32 pm
Cait looked puzzled at the man crying across the table from her. She had no idea how to react to him, she felt bad for him, but part of her couldn't help but think that she was surrounded by crazy people... And she was already having enough trouble with guys, why did another one have to come along? She just wanted him to stop crying.... Cait sighed and popped the headphones out of her ears. "It's okay sir, you didn't ruin my coffee. It wouldn't be that big of a deal if you had anyhow..." She looked towards the man again, he was so obviously exhausted and stressed; he looked exactly the way she felt. "Long day for you too, eh?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:15 pm
Julius looked up. He, after several, uncomfortable minutes, had managed to get himself to stop crying. Breathing a deep breath he looked up at her. She had lovely green eyes.
"More like a long secession of long nights”, he said, with what he hoped was something close to a smile. Trying to look normal and failing, he sat back and cracked his neck once again.
"Well I uh-", but he cut him self short. He had just noticed something rather unusual.
Meanwhile.......... 25 stories up in the office building right next store.
"That’s right bring her in boys", said Mr. Bigbuks, the owner of MAGiCLIP Enterprises, a paper clip company, "I just order this new GRAND PAINO for my penthouse office."
"I really don’t care", said one of the movers.
"I know you don't", retorted Mr. Bigbuks, "an unimportant person like your self would care about the important thing RICH people like me have to do. Just be careful boys, don’t let that thing roll off that ramp to-". But he was the cut short but an enormous crash as the piano roll out of the movers hand and right through the glass window. "NOOOO!!!!!!!” he cried as he watched his piano fall, "I needed that." The movers just laughed.
Back at the espresso shop............
Julius had just noticed the odd Piano shaped shadow that had just appeared over the girl. He realized that a piano was piano was going to crush her. He thought that this was almost too crazy to be true. Apparently his sobs had covered that sound of smashing glass.
"I gota go", said Julius and dove out of his seat and into the nearest men’s room. It was there that he changed, and climbed out the window, for a more dramatic entrance of course, and ran from the ally out into the street singing ,"Here I am to save the day!" all with in a matter of 20 seconds.
SUPER DUPER BROADWAY MAN had arrived. Immediately he began tap dancing. He tape danced his way towards the girl sitting at a table. The one Julius burns had just been talking to. Super Duper Broadway Man picked her up and tap danced with her out of the way of the falling glass and musical instruments. It landed behind them with a weird crunching sound.
He said to him self, “Dammm. That piano could have been used in the pit of some Broadway show."
He put her down, winked at her and left, singing very loudly to himself, before anyone could say anything.
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:40 pm
The man pulled himself together before Cait and tried to explain himself, but in again proving how very strange he was, interrupted himself and left the table just as he started. In a split second another man came out the door of the coffee shop, and the shine from the sunlight on the glitter in his hair nearly blinded her...It was the second time that day that someone had nearly blinded her.... Before she could say "Ants and Pie are my favorite things" the man tap danced over to her, picked her up off her chair, and carried her to the opposite side of entryway just as a grand piano crashed to the ground surrounded by broken glass. The man simply lamented the fact that the piano was now useless for broadway, winked at her, and walked away. Who the hell did he think he was? No decent superhero would EVER leave the scene without making sure the victim was alright! Her day had just gone to hell, even without considering she had almost just been killed by a falling piano and plate glass window! Her coffee was completely ruinied, it had been squashed under the god damned piano! And to top it all off, the store would probably be closed for the next few days for repairs, now where should she get her double mocha latte with mint chocolate chips and three shots of expresso and whipped cream on top? No one else made it quite like Eddie's! Cait began to shake and covered her face with her hands as she began to cry softly. No amount of coffee could make her feel better after all this. Josh had no right to throw her off like this! How dare he admit his love for her? It didn't fit with the probable future she had planned out for herself, it broke all order, it shattered every plan she had for her senior year of high school. Yes, she loved him, but there was no time, no reason... When was she going to have the time to maintain a relationship with everything in the BTY program? And that guy in the park! He was so creepy..... He shouldn't have just been wandering the park talking to himself without expecting someone to overhear him! And why on EARTH did that crying guy just have to sit at her table... If he hadn't sat down she would have gotten up and wandered home, away form that damned piano! She could have been killed! Normal life was so dangerous, why on earth had she ever wanted to fight crime as Duct Tape Girl? It too was unpredictable, just like Josh, and there was no place for unpredictablility in her life. She would cut them both out, that was the only solution. Cait was shaking violently and she leaned against a railing in front of Eddie's. She would just have to go home and leave it all behind her. No more crime fighting, no more Josh, no more damned pianos...... The people of Delmor could take care of themselves, as that glittery guy had proven to her..... She shook harder at the rememberance of the piano falling next to her, the dust still hadn't settled yet, and Cait began to hyperventilate. She fell to the ground, and part of her knew that a crowd had begun to gather around her, trying to see what had happened, probably trying to be good samaritans and help her.... But Cait didn't see any of them, all she could see was that piano falling and squashing her, she felt like she was dying.... all she could see was that piano...and josh...that idiot...he'd screwed her life up, thrown it off track....there wasn't enough oxygen.... in the world... Cait wished Josh would appear and save her.... But he wouldn't...He was probably home already... Curse him for not being there for her! Cait couldn't slow her breathing down, and she began to lose her grip... Slowly her vision tunneled until it was all black and she dwelled within her panic. Josh...The Piano.....
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Posted: Sat Aug 26, 2006 9:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 7:30 pm
PreviouslyRich walked into the coffee shop and looked around. "I guess I am going to get my coffee to go. I didn't expect it to be this crowded." He said a little tired. He worked his way to the counter. When he got up there, he ordered a chocolate coffee with a little cream and suger. He handed the person the money, got his coffee, and headed outside. He was lucky enough to find a bench outside. He headed over and sat down. He pulled out a machine from his pocket. Rich started to push buttons on it. I looked like a game system. However, it wasn't, he didn't know what it was. he found it while unpacking his stuff. "I wish i knew someone in this town that is good at identifying wierd machines." Rich thought as he took a sip of his coffee. He took a look at the bottem of the device. There was a sticker that said, "If found, please return to Rich Gunal 118 Westfield Drive." It was dated January 18, 1931.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 1:00 pm
John Johnson got to Expresso Eddie's a little bit after 9 o'clock. The morning rush had just ended and John ordered a regular coffee for Drew, who called to wake him up and ask for a coffee, and John got a Hazelnut coffee for himself. He was walking out of the coffee shop, when all of a sudden, his head ached once again. It was almost as bad as when the Serum Creature was near him. He looked around to see if any danger was around. His head only ached badly when serum was near him. Was the Serum Creature somewhere here and if so how was it still alive? John had thrown it into the fire Snottsborn Industries had had yesterday on the 29th floor.
John's head ached so bad that he couldn't even open his eyes and knocked into someone and it's a good thing he had a strong grip on that coffee at the time, because he knocked into a woman police officer.
"Sorry!" John said weakly.
"Are you alright sir? You look hurt." the officer said.
Hearing that it was a woman. He tried to take a look at her. She was beautiful. She had shoulder length brown hair and she had a thin beautifully crafted figure. Her eyes were a bright blue kind of color, much like his.
"Yeah I-I'm f-f-fine ma'am." John answered shakily. Why did he have to start his stuttering now? "I just have a headache!" As John started to walk away from the cop, he almost tripped. 'Clumsy oaf!' he thought to himself.
"Sir! I think I should give you a lift. I don't think you're well enough to walk. Where are you heading?" the woman cop asked.
"Snottsborn Industries ma'am, b-b-but you you don't ha-have to bring me..."
"Nonsense! Not another word sir! I'm heading there myself too. Police business."
(Next post is back at Snottsborn Industries)
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 7:13 pm
Rich stared at the device. How is that possible? There is no possible way! I am the only Rich Gunal. My grandpa is named Phil. I need help! He thought to himself. He stood up completely forgetting about his coffee. He was going to need help. But He just couldn't ask as Rich Gunal. He head off for home to get something.
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 5:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 01, 2006 7:46 pm
Super Duper Broadway Man found himself dropped off where his day had begun. He watched Zach roar off on god only knew what errand and tap danced his way into the men's room of Eddie's. Not more the 15 seconds later out came Julius Burns. Tired and nasty as ever. He needed to go home and he needed to get there now. Absolutely no distractions this time. He then stalked off down the street and hailed a taxi.
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2007 1:46 pm
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Priscilla sipped her coffee and winced. She really preferred tea, but there didn't seem to be any decent place to buy the stuff on this darn islandninsula. She needed something to fortify her after the a long day at work. Besides, she liked Expresso Eddie's, even if the name was spelled wrong. She could sit in there and read the newspaper in peace, without a television blasting away in the background. Horrid things, television. Movies, too. All they did was steal plots from her beloved books. Well, usually she could read in peace. Today there seemed to be a particularly obnoxious pair of idiots sitting nearby. They were talking in raised voices about some sort of fire at the new bank. They'd heard about it on Channel Q News. Why they couldn't wait for the newspaper report, which was bound to be better informed, Priscilla didn't know. "Excuse me," she said, barely looking up from her paper. The two people kept on talking, just like a pair of five year olds. Priscilla wondered if it would be taking things to far to use her books on them. No, they weren't worth it. Besides, her paper was much more interesting. It was saying something about a new group of superheroes. "And Andi swears she saw a guy with wings! Man, I don't know what she's on." It was no use. Those idiot's wouldn't shut up. She sighed, paid for the coffee, and left. It would be a long walk home, and she still had a few errands to run.
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