Day 7
9.30 AM
...oh, man. Now I'm actually dreaming about seeing her again? It's sure getting painfully obvious it's getting to be high time to get back. I notice that in everything. I mean, just the other day I saw a sign somewhere that said 'Enker', and I found myself thinking "Hmmm, Enker... that rings a bell somehow. Now who was that again?" That's not good...
10.50 AM
We're off to follow that tracking device... it's also high time we get rid of the Simmons Bros. Not that they're really brothers. At least, I don't think they are. But it has a nice ring to it.
11.40 AM
Well well well... look where we ended up. I think a lot of people will envy me now. I'm at the Warsteiner beer brewery. Or as a certain faction at the Mega Man MUSH would probably call it, Shangri-La. Heh, they should probably organise an attack on this place someday... argh, no, I can't think about the MUSH now, I've got a job to do. Oh, how convenient, they give tours here too. That'll give me another perfect opportunity to sneak away from said group. Oh, and I just had to scan this in to make everyone envy me even more. ^_^
12.00 PM
*panting* Okay... mental note: Security at these places is /tight/. Nevertheless, I eluded them... time to look for the source of the tracking signal.
12.10 PM
I took a cargo elevator down to the basement level. Pretty cold down here. Now, I wonder where...
Looking for me?
Actually, I'm just looking for my lemons, but beating
you up should help alleviate my tensions.
Don't you want to know why I need your lemons in the first place?
Not particularly...
Oh come on! I'm trying to be a good clichéd villain, work with
me here!
Oh, all right...
Mwahahahaha! Good! See this machine behind me, the one that looks
like a big cannon?
Yes...
Well, it /is/ a big cannon. A lemon-powered beer-bottle-firing
cannon!
...what?
That's right! With this, I'm able to launch a beer bottle at any
point on the earth with pin-point accuracy!
You fiend! How dare you waste beer like that! For the
love of Great Justice, I will punish you!
That's what you think! Zimmonites, attack!
*make silly noises*
...not this again. Look, I'm in a hurry, I don't want to
play along with this right now... *starts rapidly punching 'Z''s left and right*
12.15 PM
So much for that...
Very well then... you've beaten my Zimmonites, again, but you'll
never defeat me!
Eh? What are /you/ gonna do?
THIS!
...okay, nice. Very flashy. But what exactly was the
point of that?
...oh come on. The make-up, the smoke, the blood, the fire...
aren't you even the least bit scared?
No, not really. *teleports next to Gene and knocks him
out with a single punch* Don't quit your day job, Gene.
12.20 PM
Phew. The threat has been averted. I was just about to destroy Gene's big cannon, but it feel apart on its own when I touched it. Oh well, whatever works I guess.
12.25 PM
...wait a minute. I'm still missing about half my lemons. Where's the rest?
Mwahahahaha! You'll never find them! Gene Simmons... Escape!
*vanishes*
...you know, every fiber of my being told he was going to do that. So I took the liberty of slipping another tracking device in his pocket while he was out. Time to find the others and follow the signal.
12.45 PM
Found them... now we're driving off very quickly, with the lemons, to avoid them noticing in time that we actually didn't pay for the tour in advance like we think we were supposed to. Hee hee hee... eat that, stupid Germans!
1.30 PM
We're making a stopover at Arnsberg. The brochures said this is supposed to be a beautiful place, but it's not, really. It reminds me more of one of the many poor parts in east Germany I've had the displeasure of witnessing. But hey, food tastes the same everywhere, so we might as well have some of that.
1.40 PM
Well whaddaya know. We're stumbled upon O'Casey's, an Irish pub. Man, those really are everywhere, aren't they? Guess we won't be having french fries then... they call them chips over there. ^_-
2.30 PM
After the food it was only a short way to this place with a name I still can't pronounce right, so I won't even try... anyway, you can rent bikes there to cruise around through the nearby forest with. And since that's where the signal's coming from, that's exactly what we're gonna do.
3.10 PM
We reached the spot, but there doesn't seem to be anything here except this cabin... oh, wait a minute, there it is, the second truck o' lemons! ...gee, once again this seems a little bit too easy...
Prepare for trouble!
And make it double!
I don't think a single soul didn't see this one coming.
To protect the world from getting fat!
To bite off the head of the occasional rat!
To denounce the evils of pastries and cake!
To extend our reach, for everyone's sake!
Richard!
And Gene!
Team Simmons slims you down at the speed of light!
Surrender now, or I may bite!
Get out of my sight! *gathers energy around his arm and
sends it towards the cabin, utterly destroying it*
Ummm... prepare for flight?
...Right. Gene Simmons...
...Richard Simmons...
...Escape! ......huh?
I brought my portable teleport inhibitor with me. Sorry
guys, but this ends now.
Eep! Looks like Team Simmons is biking off
again! *jump unto a nearby tandem and speed off*
3.25 PM
I sent the rest of the guys back to bring the lemons to safety while I pursue these two nutcases. I'm much faster than they are, and gaining fast. Shouldn't be too hard to catch 'm. ...wait. Crap! This thing isn't stopping! And I'm heading straight for the edge of a cliff! Too late to evade! ...this can't be happening, I refuse to believe this is really happening! ...Kai-kichou...
3.26 PM
...urgh. Well, I'm still alive. Lucky me, it was only a 3-foot drop, and I somehow managed to largely break my fall. Don't seem to have broken anything, though I'm sore all over and my jeans are ruined. Oh wait, looks like something's broken after all - the bike. Why the hell weren't those brakes responding anyway? Oh, I know one bike rental shop owner who's gonna get a piece of my mind. Ow. Dammit, my left knee's bleeding. Again. Somehow I always manage to get my left knee to bleed whenever I take a fall. Sheesh... that really scared me. Well... just hope it's not too far to walk...
4.45 PM
I was right, the bike was crap. From what we understood from the bike owner, the brakes simply snapped from overuse. I don't think the bike guy understood English very well, but my angry rant probably contained enough cusswords for him to get the gist of it. Got my money back, at very least... he's lucky to get off this easily. To whoever's reading this: If you ever go to Germany, either bring your own bike or forget about bikes altogether. The ones at the rental shops can be very hazardous to your health.
6.00 PM
Well, Team Simmons got away, but I don't really care at this point. I'm really beginning to feel my bruises now. I'm just gonna lie down in the hotel room and feel sorry for myself until dinner.
7.20 PM
And here we have it... dinner. What the heck kinda soup is this? Cauliflower soup? Damn, they just keep on recycling those veggies. They're making sure you eat them eventually, I guess. Furthermore, we have green beans, rolled meat, and of course another variation on french fries. But what really lifted my spirits was dessert. See, we'd been getting different kinds of ice cream every day, and the last couple of days I'd been pestering the hotel owner, asking him again and again when we'd be getting lemon ice cream. And today, when we got vanilla ice cream, he came around to our table and planted a lemon in mine, saying "Here's your lemon ice cream". I thought that was pretty funny. And hey, I didn't particularly mind a seperate lemon. ^_^
8.40 PM
Back at the hotel room. ...still feeling sore all over. I think I'll just pack my belongings and hang around here for the evening. I told the guys to go ahead and go out without me, wouldn't want them to spend their last evening up here just because of me.
10.00 PM
Oh, I'm perfectly capable of having fun by myself, make no mistake. Trying to catch Legendary Cats frustrated me to no end, however. So I switched to Tetris instead. Got 196 lines just now, with a score of 189,341. Yeah, I know, I've played this game way too often.
11.00 PM
I'm back again after a quick drink at the hotel bar. The guys are still out doing who-knows-what. I don't blame 'm. *sigh* Well, might as well go to bed. The sooner I do, the sooner it'll be tomorrow, and I'll get to see everyone again. Wonder if I've been missed at all. I sure did miss everyone. Everyone I know online has these unique character traits which you hardly realise you'd miss until you have to do without 'm for a while. I'm mentally going over those right now... by the time it's tomorrow, I should be in the appropriate desperate-to-go-home mood. *glances at the picture of Kaisha in his wallet, then looks at his ring-less finger, while listening to More Than Words* Wow, this is so overkill. I'm tempted to just take the car and start the return trip right now. Guess the others are lucky I'm feeling too much like I'm in multiple pieces to leave right now...