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The Grand Story of Cookie the Mametchi

{ 18:42, Monday 19 June 2006 } { Posted in My Creativity Space } { 4 comments } { Link }

Note: Maybe not for the youngest of readers

Introduction

Name: COOKIE
Type: Biscuit coloured V2 Mametchi

Age: 5 years old
Location: Tamagotchi Planet, Tamagotchi ConneXion Silver
Personality: Young woman, likes many woman luxuries, except her house.

Part One

After a very quick introduction, COOKIE is a youngish Mametchi. Cookie, as we know, lived in a brilliant silver eggshell. However, Mametchi despised her eggshell home even though most Tamagotchis would have died to live in a silver Tamagotchi. However, doing a house transfer could be very expensive, and was capable of draining from 5000 to 9999 gotchipoints.

It would also mean Cookie would have to clean the Eggshell yet again for it to presentable to its new owner when trasnferring, and cleaning the silver shell was around 300Gotchipoints.

So, Cookie made up her mind, she would get a job, and boost her points up to 9999, put an advert in the newspaper, buy some cleaning products, and clean the eggshel herself when a hopeful trader appeared. She also renewed her phoneline.

Part 2

Two days later, Mametchi had managed 8000 GotchiPoints, and supposed that was enough, because her eggshell was worth more money than any other eggshell.

She sent an advert to the newspaper to:

QUOTE (Cookie @ TamagotchiTimes)

Sellling: Bright silver eggshell. I would like to trade for a different coloured eggshell, and possibly smaller, since I am fed up of it. I wouldn't mind a Green Matrix house, a black eggshell, or a small eggshell.
If you are interested, please ring TamaLines 345, and ask for Cookie Mameson.
My house is in good condition, so I expect yours to be too.
Trade/selling costs: Trading, 3000GP, buying, 8550 GP.
Thank you, Cookie

It wasnt long before her mobile began ringing, but it wasnt the person nor request who she expected...

Part 3

Cookie picked up the phone, expecting a good request for her home, but it was no buyer. A dull and husky voice could be heard:

"Cookie?" it griped.
"Y-y-yes..." stuttered Cookie. She recognised the voice. She must know somehow who it was, and it wasnt someone she liked exactly, but she couldnt remember exactly who it was. She was thinking whe-
"Where are YOU?"
"Mmmm..."
"Answer me!" shrieked the voice
Cookie was trembling then, she didnt know what to answer, she didnt want to answer.
"Dont force me to use my TPLS (TamagotchiPlanetLocatingSystem) or it'll be all a lot worse! Now ANSWER!"
"...at home..." murmured Cookie, gripping the mobile hard, with a white hand with sweat. She needed to hold it tight, because the rest of her was nervous, and she didnt want to drop her mobile.
"I want the exact address you dunce! You and I must talk, face to face, privately" said the voice
"Erm... This is a private phone call - I dont want you to visit me!" Cookie said. She had figured out who it was, it was Gozey Gozelli Godzilla. Gozey, also known as Evil G, was an evil Gozarutchi. As a matter of fact, they were cripple, which made them even more evil. His body was deform, and his brain was. He had made many metallic prothesis to help his invalid body work, and he had the blind idea that Cookie was one of the cause of his problems. (To be Explained Further on), and wanted revenge on everyone.
"No it isnt, phone calls are monitored, and I dont want you to hang up on me"
"I may just do"
"Ill track you, and it shall be worse"
"..."
"Now answer my question, where are you?"
"Why dont we just meet up in... in... in... In the Park! The South park, by the bright green bushes. That's private right?"
"No"
"In that case where??" Cookie was getting very scared, she suspected he wanted to kidnap her
"Well, you shall go to the park, and then I shall take you somewhere else"
"I dont want to be kidnapped"
"You wont be if you colaborate"
"I dont trust you"
"My patience is ending... At what time?"
"Erm..."
"Answer!"
"How about tomorrow?"
"No - It would give you time to escape"
"Ok then, how about at half e-"
"Forget it - Ill set the dates, as you are obviously incapable of answering immediately"
"..."
"Within an hour's time. Start worrying about you and your family, and everything that belongs to you if you do not turn up"
"But-"
"But nothing - my conditions are clear. The park, by the bushes, within an hours time. Dont be late"

And then, he hung up.
Cookie had a very sick feeling in her stomach, and she held the mobile in her hand.
She had been expecting something like that to happen for ages.

That was another reason for why she wanted to move her house - she knew someday that creep would come ringing at her door with nasty plans.

If she moved, she would also have some money to renew everything she had, till it wouldbe virtually impossible to locate her, but it was now too late.

She realised how silly she had been advertising herself in the newspaper, Gozey had detected it, guessed, and rung up her own number that she had provided...

She cursed herself for a while for being so silly, when she decided she'd have to make a runner there and then.
She had no idea what to do...

Part 4

...everything unsettled her plans. Leaving home would help her get out of Evil G's way, but then, she would have to leave her mobile behind. If she did that Gozey could answer her own calls, steal her house, or mess with her customers.
If she took the mobile with her, she could receive calls, but Gozey could locate her.
The problems of having a mobile. Cookie was getting frantic, not knowing what to do. She decided to start packing up anyway, and then have further thoughts.

As she finished packing, she realised she had twenty minutes before Gozey would arrive at the Park. She decided to take the mobile with her for some time, and cancel the advert in the newspaper, so she wouldnt miss any calls.

Then she could throw it away, or stamp on it, although it meant she would have to buy a new phone. She hopefully thought the lost money would be replenished by the selling of her eggshell.

She was thinking about that as she was locking her eggshell door, adn activating an alarm she had bought long ago, and never used.

Part 5

She swung her handbag over one shoulder, and a big carrier bag over the other, and she marched away from home.
She hadnt planned where she would go, but she wanted to get a long way away.

She had the bad idea to wear stilettos, like most unplanned women Tamagotchis, and she could hear them making a lot of noise on the streets cobble stones, as she aggresively texted the newspaper shed advertised in, to cancel the advertisement, and then threw the mobile over a nearby hedge.

She wasnt looking very well where she was going, and almost got caught by a car. After a short exchange of insults, she indignantly marched past the angry driver, while thinking to herself:

'I could've been put into Hospital then... GGG would have found out, and wouldhave known where I was caught. he would then realise I had tried to run away, and I would be defenseless in the hospital...'

She knew she would not get very far in her shoes, and she thought leaving them lying on the street would be a kind of Hansel and Gretel pebble trace, so she called for a taxi as soon as she saw one.

"Hi, my name is... Never mind my name. I must get away from this place. I am being... being... chased! Yes, I am being chased, by... by G- by my husband, and I dont want him to find me, so please do not tell anyone where I am"
"Very well ma'am," said the driver. "You havent committed a crime ave you, and are trying to run away"
"Oh no - I just need to get away from this place, please, drive me a long way away from the city, and away from the park"
"Ok, for how long do you want me to drive you"
"I have some gotchipoints, Ill pay you with some when we get to the border... Then I shall see what I will do"
"Well, it is 5 gotchipoints the minute, and its going to take about an hour to get to your destiny. That is five times sixty... Three hundred gotchipoints"
"Oh my... Thats quite an expensive rate... Although I must have enough, I set off with 1500"
"Well, let me tell you, I am the taxi driver with the lowest rates here, but if you dont like it, then you can walk out of the city by yourself, but itll take more time"
"Fine, drive me away, but do it fast!!"

They were driving for what seemed like hours, when the taxi halted. He opened the door. Cookie stepped out. It was a very green fertile woodland. She dug her hands into her purse and gave Takotchi, the driver, 300 gotchipoints.

"No tips?"
"No time or money for that" said Cookie angrily as she rushed off, with a lighter purse. She thought for a moment, and then said:
"Well, fine, Ill give you soemthing"
She bent down and pulled off the high heels. She poked them threw the windows.
"Keep those, a souvenir"
"Well er... Thanks, it smells of cottage cheese" said Takotchi, a bit disappointed and disgusted.

Cookie never heard though, she was running off. She disappeared between the ferns, and was never seen again by the driver.

"What cheek" mumbled the driver to himself, and he drove off.

Part 6

Cookie was rushing desperately through the forest. She was convinced Gozey could guess her plans, and he would be searching for her.

The reason Cookie was so scared of Gozey was the following:

Several years ago, when Cookie was still an Ichigotchi of one or two years, Gozey was not yet a total cripple. Most people believe he simply had a degenerative disease when he became cripple, but he always believe it had been because Cookie, her parents, and her parents friends had tried to poison him.

Gozey and Cookies parents used to be good friends, but at times, Gozey seemed strange. In his brain, Gozey was incubating and developing a mental problem, leading him to believe the world was against him.

One day, he decided to try and fight back, and ended up murdering Cookie's parents. Cookie was so devastated, she actually saw Gozey act, so with a sharp push she knocked him down the stairs.

Gozey was slowly developing a degenerative disease, and most of his bones broke, leaving him deform.
That is why Gozey had always wanted to take revenge, and he was a Gozarutchi of nasty ideas.

Cookie thought Gozey could attempt murder against her, like she had done several years ago. Gozey had sworn revenge as he fell downstairs.

The day was getting on, and the Sun looked like it was on the verge of setting, so Cookie realised she should find a place to settle down for the night, like a clearing or an inn.

She decided it may take some time to find an inn, and it would be too obvious as well, so she went to sleep in the middle of the path she was walking down. She opened her bag, and brought out a small sleeping bag she had packed, and slept in it.

Part 7

Cookie was sleeping soundly when suddenly a metallic squeaky noise neared, like a hinge that needed oiling. Cookie barely stirred. The squeaky noise moved right up to her when it stopped. Cookie only turned over, and continued sleeping.

Something seemed to be pouring a bottle of something smelly onto a tissue, and all of a sudden, a strange creature pressed it over Cookie's face!

Cookie woke up with a scream, and found Evil G trying to suffocate her, or so she thought. Evil G was actually trying to put her to sleep with...

"Chloroform - Eight hours of good sleeping. Just you wait till you awake" came the scariest of voices.

Cookie struggled for a good ten seconds when finally, lifelessly, she flopped. All that could be heard was Gozey's rasping breath, and Cookies thumping heart. Gozey put her on his wheel chair while with his prothesis (bionic leg) he pressed a low pedal on his wheel chair, indicated where it had to go.

The wheelchair and Gozey squeaked off with Cookie, leaving all her things behind.

Part 8

Morning came and went. It was Midday when Cookie first twitched her eyelashes. She had an intense headache from the chloroform, and she did not know where she was.

'This isnt my bedroom' she thought to herself. Then she suddenly remembered she had made a runner.
'This isnt the wood where I settled - Oh yes! Gozey found me' she replied to her first though.

The mere thought of Gozey made her want to get up and go away despite her headache. In fact, her headache had gone, all her feelings has been drained and had been substituted by fear.

She sat up in the weird bed she'd been fixed up in. She looked around, and noticed there were no bars to the window, so she tiptoed up to it. Luckily, it led to a garden, and it was no internal garden. She hopped out of the window cautiously, and she suddenly felt dizzy, making her fall down onto the lawn behind some very thick bushes.

She had made quite a lot of noise, and Gozey was hosing the garden at that particular moment. He wheelchaired over, and Cookie heard that half-familiar squeak.

'Im lost' she thought, and hse crossed her fingers, wishing the bushes would keep her covered up.
All of a sudden, a shadow loomed over her. She looked up, and she saw some penetrating eyes, which she remembered before.
"I can see you" he said in a deep voice
Cookie gasped, and her eyes opened wide, with fright. She didnt want to imagine what would come next...
"What did I say about wanting you to be punctual? You know I can track you down very easily, and its not because of your mobile"
Cookie looked up, trying to restrain some tears of fright.
"How then?" she said in a small voice that tailed away, although with a tinge of defiance in it.
"Heh, I knew youd escape, and I knew where you'd go. I predict thoughts, I knew youd ask to go out of the city. All taxis and trains stop round this area. There are no nearby inns. I knew you'd be in the area, sleeping I hoped."
"If I was sleeping, then why did you use chloroform?"
"Better to be safe than sorry" was Gozey's simple answer. With that, he grasped her by the arm, and made her follow him.

Part 9

Cookie was led to a dull, dank and damp cellar. The walls were dark, and you could hear distant dripping.
"Thats blood you hear" said Gozey, trying to humour Cookie as he saw the face she pulled each time she heard the drops.
Cookie was desperately looking for a window, a door or a secret passage. She longed to get away.
"There is no escape" said Gozey. "Except for the door of course, but I am going to lock that up. You arent going to veer come out of here. Never again"
Cookie guessed what Gozey meant by that.
"No" she said
"Oh yes" laughed Gozey. Gozey began cackling like a demon in his wheelchair, so much he became paralysed with laughter.
Cookie gawped for a while, and then she got up, and punched Gozey hard in the face, breaking his nose, making him lose a few teeth, and leaving him unconscious.
Without a moment's hesitance she rushed out through the cellar's door, and with a hammer, nails and some planks of wood, she blocked the entrance to the door.

She was absolutely sure Gozey could not get out, unless of course he had lied about there not being any secret exits.
To make sure, Cookie searched the house, looking for a telephone.
She wanted to ring the TamaPolice.

She hurtled into the lounge, and found one. She picked up the phone, and dialled 777.

"Hello?" she asked
"Yes, Master Tarakotchi and Masktchi here, what do you need. TamaPolice of 345 area" came a deep voice
"Hi" said Cookie in an unusually high pitched voice, she was very scared still. "I am not sure where I am, but I would like you to arrest Gozey, I am at his house"
"Offense?"
"Erm, he was trying to lock me in a cellar to murder me. He has been chasing me in the last two days"
"Whereabouts?"
"I repeat, I am not sure, outside of the city anyway. Cant you track the location down from the phone number?"
"Yes, we can, but we shall take longer"
"Very well, but please be quick, I do not want to be dead meat nor for him to escape"
"No worries - whats your name?"
"C-c-cookie Mameson"
"Oh, you were the one trying to sell your eggshell right?"
"Erm, yeah"
"Why did you take the advertisement down? I wanted to buy it"
"Ill explain when you come. It is still for sale"

With that, Cookie hung up, and she felt more hope within her.

Part 10

Twenty minutes later some police cars parked outside Evil G's garden. Some muscly policeman including Tarakotchi and his fat belly, and Masktchi and his huge mask barged through the door.

"Where is he?" exclaimed a well armed Pyonkotchi, looking from side to side.
Cookie pointed at the cellar, and one by one, they broke donw the door and got through. Gozey was still unconscious. They carried him off in a police car to the hospital to be cured, and they promised Cookie that he would be taken to court, and most probably, then to prison.

Cookie had to go to the hospital too, to visit a psychologist and make sure she would have no nervous sequels.
The policemen told her when she would have to go to court, and she finally managed to trade her eggshell. She now lived in a bright white Tiger design P1 shell which she really enjoyed, and she had a very nice Mimitchi neighbour, Mike (who I bet she has a crush on, most stories always have to have the 'true love' in it, lol).

Epilogue

Well, eventually all Cookie's problems got sorted.
She went to court, and Gozey had to spend 20 years in prison, although in Gozey's bad physical and mental state, he was due to pass away within little time.

Cookie's new house was in a much nicer area than her past house, and she had a good amount of money from her old house. She also married Mike (too many IR connections), and they got two boy teletchis to be exact, BISCUIT and CAKE.

So now, we all 'hope' Cookie leads a good life, and lives happily ever after!

Well, some of you may recognise the beginning as the starters of my team Story. This is the ending ive thought of, you must think of a different one.

Please Comment with our thoughts on this, to know what kind of thing to write next time.

Thank you, and I hope you enjoyed the Grand Story of Cookie,

Spiffy.

Welcome to the Creativity Space

{ 15:38, Saturday 3 June 2006 } { Posted in My Creativity Space } { 0 comments } { Link }

So far, its going to be called the Creativity Space.

I have written a poem, I feel like inventing a story, tell a lie on what happened today, that is, twist it into a lie, lol.

I often feel like that, so instead of mashing it up in the pure truth, Ill bung it in here, where you can read it all together.

If you wish, you may comment and rate my work, as people like to do that.
Maybe give me a share of your own, eitehr by sending me a PM, and I shall include it from your courtesy, or just put it in Comments. :D

In any case, enjoy reading!

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