Post by Toomai on Jul 22, 2007 19:38:42 GMT -5
Chapter Nineteen
Fumbling In The Darkness
The Milfet Wastelands were an unforgiving place. The brown, rocky crags created hazardous terrain, while the lone, blackened trees served as a constant reminder that the weather systems from the west and the north combined to produce massive thunderstorms.
Although it was not yet pitch-black, the Yoshis were having a little trouble seeing where they were going without their lights.
“You know what?” said Windoshi for the third time. “I hate the night.”
“That’s cuz you’re asleep and don’t bug people!” snarled Flamoshi.
Stars had started to appear in the night sky. The silhouette of Zurmel Outpost grew larger.
“Do you think there’s anyone still there?” asked Watoshi.
“I wouldn’t think so,” said Earthoshi. “They’d have fixed the power by now.”
A Piranha Plant popped out from the ground. It looked at the Ten.
“SYSTEM SCAN FOUND INTRUDERS!” it yelled to no one in particular. “REPORT TO BE PROCESSED. READY FOR ORDERS.” It disappeared again.
“Industrial + plants = no sense.” Windoshi flung earwax over his shoulder.
“Here we are, then.” Flamoshi looked up.
The Ten had reached the chain-link fence surrounding the power plant. The seven power towers, normally pulsating wireless power to receivers in City of Yosh and other towns, were dark. There was no movement inside the fence.
“First, how to get inside the perimeter.” Shockoshi failed to open the gate. “Any ideas?”
“We could blow it up,” said Flamoshi.
“No,” said Watoshi. “They wouldn’t like that. It’d be defacing property.”
“Kinda like this.” Windoshi slammed a plunger into Flamoshi’s face. “There. You’ve been defaced!”
In blind rage, Flamoshi punched the gate. He melted a hole right though the chain links.
“That works.” Emoshi climbed through the hole. The others followed.
The power plant’s size appeared to be bigger from inside the gate. Not surprisingly, the doors were locked.
“There’s probably a key around here somewhere,” said Watoshi.
“Would it look like this?” Shockoshi held up a lump of brass shaped like a lightning bolt. “It was easy to see on the ground when the flashlight reflected off it.”
“That might work.”
Shockoshi put the bolt’s tail inside the lock. There was a click, but the door would still not open.
“It’s probably electric,” grumbled Flamoshi. “Won’t open without power.”
“That means there’s a power generator somewhere around here,” said Healthoshi. “It’d be stupid to not have access when the power’s out, right?”
“There’s a small building over there,” said Windoshi. “Let’s check it.”
The building turned out to be a small cabin. There appeared to be three Yoshis living in it. None of them were there.
“This must be where the staff live,” said Watoshi. “But why only three of them?”
“It names sense numeroligicly,” said Timoshi. “Both the seven stars that generate power and the three who oversee them are magic numbers, and together they make ten, our counting base.”
“I don’t think ‘numeroligicly’ is a word.” Windoshi started poking around.
“Here’s where the first Star goes,” said Flamoshi. He illuminated a spike set into the ground. There was another spike connected to the ceiling directly above it.
“Weh heh heh.”
Shockoshi looked around. “I distinctly heard someone laughing at us.”
Twenty Lil’ Sparkies appeared from under a bed. They surrounded the Ten.
“Electric enemies, eh?” Flamoshi wound up. “Zapper don’t have no flame defense!” He shot fire at each of the electric balls.
“And now for a little compression therapy!” Windoshi vacuumed all the Lil’ Sparkies into a tight ball. Iceoshi froze the result.
“Now we wait,” said Timoshi. “Electricity can’t pass through ice, so they’ll peter out.”
In no time at all, the Lil’ Sparkies were dimmed. Gold shards fell from the melted ice.
“What the…oh, I get it.” Shockoshi started putting the shards together.
“You could be making a bomb, ya know.”
“Give it a rest, will ya, Poisoshi?” Shockoshi finished assembling the object. It was the first Star.
“That was easy.” Flamoshi took the Star and placed it between the power spikes. The lights in the cabin went on.
“Now we can get into the plant,” said Healthoshi.
The Ten left the cabin and easily opened the power plant’s main doors. Unfortunately, the inside was still without power and dark.
“This really stinks,” said Earthoshi.
“What’re you complaining about? You black Yoshis have the best night vision,” Flamoshi huffed.
“We were just in a lit cabin, you know.”
“Yeah,” Timoshi said. “Our eyes adjust a lot faster to light than to darkness. It’s physics.”
“More like fizziks.” Windoshi had duct-taped together a compost bin, a washing machine hose, and a refrigerator pump. “Dum, da-dum dam dum.”
“This ain’t the Mansion, Windoshi,” said Shockoshi. “We won’t find any Boos here.”
The Ten activated their flashlights. In the center of the room there was a Star spire like the one in the cabin. A sealed door was at the back of the room, while two opened doors were at either side. On the back wall was a partly-lit map of City of Yosh, indicating that a small fraction of the city had power. Two staircases led upwards.
“We’ve usually started by going left,” said Flamoshi. “Let’s go right this time.”
The Ten entered the door in the right. A massive fan system took up most of the room. A gear system linked the fan’s driveshaft to an electric motor.
“I assume this is the air-conditioning plant, but…” Watoshi thought. “Star Power doesn’t generate heat, so why would they need it?”
“Star Power isn’t the only way they make electricity,” said Timoshi. “They sometimes take lightning strikes from the frequent storms around here and convert them into power. These fans could easily get rid of the excess energy.”
There was a rumbling outside. “We’d better get through here before the zap comes and the fans go chop chop,” said Windoshi.
The Ten started squeezing their way through the metal maze. After a while, they made it to the other side of the room.
“Which way do the fans rotate?” asked Healthoshi. “I mean, if they start blowing, we’d either be pushed away or sucked in.”
“Let’s close the door and not worry about it.” Shockoshi darted into the next room.
The room was medium-sized and square-shaped, with a Star Spire in the middle. Stacked along the walls were a ton of boxes.
“I have a feeling something’s in this room,” said Timoshi.
A ghost suddenly appeared in Timoshi’s face.
“BOO!”
“Ag!” The Yoshi fell down. “Sometimes I hope my hunches are wrong.”
The Boo snickered. “C’mon, you know that’s what we do, right?”
“Yeah, whatever,” Flamoshi growled. “So what are you doing here, anyway? Aren’t you afraid of the lights coming back on?”
“Oh no. The lights’ll stay off as long as we keep this Star.”
Twenty other Boos emerged from the crates. The first one to appear backed off into the circle and produced a Star.
“We kinda need that, you know,” said Windoshi. “Savin’ the world and all that jazz.”
“I knew you’d want this.” All the Boos came together. “Well, you’re just going to have to challenge us for it…Boo!”
All the Boos flew in various directions, hiding in the room’s crates.
“If you can find the Star, it’s yours! Good luck! Hehehe…”
“Let’s do this scientifically.” Shockoshi turned to Timoshi. “You got your Temperature Sensor DS card?”
Timoshi shook his head. “I have it, but Stars don’t emit heat. And ghosts sure don’t.”
“Then let’s use the direct approach.” Flamoshi picked up a crate and busted it. There was nothing inside.
The Yoshis opened a few more crates. Some held things like tools and replacement parts, but none contained Boos or the Star.
Earthoshi kicked an empty crate. “Something tells me there’s a joke behind all this.”
“Yeah.” Shockoshi pointed to the pile of unchecked crates. “There’s only about twelve crates we haven’t opened, and there was over twenty Boos. They must be hiding someplace else.”
Windoshi lifted his finger, indicating he had an idea. Without warning, he blew away all the foam ceiling tiles. Boos were scattered around the room and the Star was dropped into Healthoshi’s hands.
The Boo leader sagged. “Oh, boo hoo. You win. Take the Star. Man, we’re really gonna get in trouble for this one…” The Boos all covered their faces, and stuck their tongues out as one before disappearing.
“Two out of seven stars collected,” said Flamoshi as the prize was placed into the spire. The room’s lights came on.
“Weh heh heh hehhh.”
Watoshi looked around. “Oh great, not that mysterious voice. Last time that happened, we fought a Blooper.”
Windoshi spotted a security camera in the corner. “Hey you! Yes you, guy behind the camera. We know you’re watching us. But don’t worry! We’ll take you DOWN! Aw yeah! Can’t touch this!”
The room was suddenly filled with blinding light and the crack of thunder stunned the Ten.
“The station’s just been struck by lightning, right?” said Shockoshi.
“I dunno. Let’s check the fans.”
Flamoshi tried to pull open the door. The massive fan suction prevented him from doing so.
“Okay, now we’re stuck,” said Watoshi. “We go out there and we’re minced. How long does it take for the fans to stop spinning?”
“Well, considering how a lot of that energy was routed to City of Yosh…” Timoshi thought for a moment. “An hour.”
“An hour?!” Flamoshi stomped his foot. “We don’t have that kind of time!”
A metallic clunk came from the wall. Emoshi looked over to the source of the noise. Windoshi had disappeared through the air vent.
“What’s that crazy clown doing now?” grumbled Poisoshi.
Earthoshi peeked into the air vent. “Hey man! Where’re ya goin’?”
Windoshi had his hands stuck to the side of the duct. “I’m going through the vent as an escape. I’ll pass a rope through for you guys to follow.” He used his hands to climb upwards.
Healthoshi’s head came into the vent. “But how are you climbing?”
A rope dropped down. “I’m concentrating wind power to turn my palms into suction cups. But you can’t do that, so just use the rope.” The shuffling continued down the ductwork.
Fumbling In The Darkness
The Milfet Wastelands were an unforgiving place. The brown, rocky crags created hazardous terrain, while the lone, blackened trees served as a constant reminder that the weather systems from the west and the north combined to produce massive thunderstorms.
Although it was not yet pitch-black, the Yoshis were having a little trouble seeing where they were going without their lights.
“You know what?” said Windoshi for the third time. “I hate the night.”
“That’s cuz you’re asleep and don’t bug people!” snarled Flamoshi.
Stars had started to appear in the night sky. The silhouette of Zurmel Outpost grew larger.
“Do you think there’s anyone still there?” asked Watoshi.
“I wouldn’t think so,” said Earthoshi. “They’d have fixed the power by now.”
A Piranha Plant popped out from the ground. It looked at the Ten.
“SYSTEM SCAN FOUND INTRUDERS!” it yelled to no one in particular. “REPORT TO BE PROCESSED. READY FOR ORDERS.” It disappeared again.
“Industrial + plants = no sense.” Windoshi flung earwax over his shoulder.
“Here we are, then.” Flamoshi looked up.
The Ten had reached the chain-link fence surrounding the power plant. The seven power towers, normally pulsating wireless power to receivers in City of Yosh and other towns, were dark. There was no movement inside the fence.
“First, how to get inside the perimeter.” Shockoshi failed to open the gate. “Any ideas?”
“We could blow it up,” said Flamoshi.
“No,” said Watoshi. “They wouldn’t like that. It’d be defacing property.”
“Kinda like this.” Windoshi slammed a plunger into Flamoshi’s face. “There. You’ve been defaced!”
In blind rage, Flamoshi punched the gate. He melted a hole right though the chain links.
“That works.” Emoshi climbed through the hole. The others followed.
The power plant’s size appeared to be bigger from inside the gate. Not surprisingly, the doors were locked.
“There’s probably a key around here somewhere,” said Watoshi.
“Would it look like this?” Shockoshi held up a lump of brass shaped like a lightning bolt. “It was easy to see on the ground when the flashlight reflected off it.”
“That might work.”
Shockoshi put the bolt’s tail inside the lock. There was a click, but the door would still not open.
“It’s probably electric,” grumbled Flamoshi. “Won’t open without power.”
“That means there’s a power generator somewhere around here,” said Healthoshi. “It’d be stupid to not have access when the power’s out, right?”
“There’s a small building over there,” said Windoshi. “Let’s check it.”
The building turned out to be a small cabin. There appeared to be three Yoshis living in it. None of them were there.
“This must be where the staff live,” said Watoshi. “But why only three of them?”
“It names sense numeroligicly,” said Timoshi. “Both the seven stars that generate power and the three who oversee them are magic numbers, and together they make ten, our counting base.”
“I don’t think ‘numeroligicly’ is a word.” Windoshi started poking around.
“Here’s where the first Star goes,” said Flamoshi. He illuminated a spike set into the ground. There was another spike connected to the ceiling directly above it.
“Weh heh heh.”
Shockoshi looked around. “I distinctly heard someone laughing at us.”
Twenty Lil’ Sparkies appeared from under a bed. They surrounded the Ten.
“Electric enemies, eh?” Flamoshi wound up. “Zapper don’t have no flame defense!” He shot fire at each of the electric balls.
“And now for a little compression therapy!” Windoshi vacuumed all the Lil’ Sparkies into a tight ball. Iceoshi froze the result.
“Now we wait,” said Timoshi. “Electricity can’t pass through ice, so they’ll peter out.”
In no time at all, the Lil’ Sparkies were dimmed. Gold shards fell from the melted ice.
“What the…oh, I get it.” Shockoshi started putting the shards together.
“You could be making a bomb, ya know.”
“Give it a rest, will ya, Poisoshi?” Shockoshi finished assembling the object. It was the first Star.
“That was easy.” Flamoshi took the Star and placed it between the power spikes. The lights in the cabin went on.
“Now we can get into the plant,” said Healthoshi.
The Ten left the cabin and easily opened the power plant’s main doors. Unfortunately, the inside was still without power and dark.
“This really stinks,” said Earthoshi.
“What’re you complaining about? You black Yoshis have the best night vision,” Flamoshi huffed.
“We were just in a lit cabin, you know.”
“Yeah,” Timoshi said. “Our eyes adjust a lot faster to light than to darkness. It’s physics.”
“More like fizziks.” Windoshi had duct-taped together a compost bin, a washing machine hose, and a refrigerator pump. “Dum, da-dum dam dum.”
“This ain’t the Mansion, Windoshi,” said Shockoshi. “We won’t find any Boos here.”
The Ten activated their flashlights. In the center of the room there was a Star spire like the one in the cabin. A sealed door was at the back of the room, while two opened doors were at either side. On the back wall was a partly-lit map of City of Yosh, indicating that a small fraction of the city had power. Two staircases led upwards.
“We’ve usually started by going left,” said Flamoshi. “Let’s go right this time.”
The Ten entered the door in the right. A massive fan system took up most of the room. A gear system linked the fan’s driveshaft to an electric motor.
“I assume this is the air-conditioning plant, but…” Watoshi thought. “Star Power doesn’t generate heat, so why would they need it?”
“Star Power isn’t the only way they make electricity,” said Timoshi. “They sometimes take lightning strikes from the frequent storms around here and convert them into power. These fans could easily get rid of the excess energy.”
There was a rumbling outside. “We’d better get through here before the zap comes and the fans go chop chop,” said Windoshi.
The Ten started squeezing their way through the metal maze. After a while, they made it to the other side of the room.
“Which way do the fans rotate?” asked Healthoshi. “I mean, if they start blowing, we’d either be pushed away or sucked in.”
“Let’s close the door and not worry about it.” Shockoshi darted into the next room.
The room was medium-sized and square-shaped, with a Star Spire in the middle. Stacked along the walls were a ton of boxes.
“I have a feeling something’s in this room,” said Timoshi.
A ghost suddenly appeared in Timoshi’s face.
“BOO!”
“Ag!” The Yoshi fell down. “Sometimes I hope my hunches are wrong.”
The Boo snickered. “C’mon, you know that’s what we do, right?”
“Yeah, whatever,” Flamoshi growled. “So what are you doing here, anyway? Aren’t you afraid of the lights coming back on?”
“Oh no. The lights’ll stay off as long as we keep this Star.”
Twenty other Boos emerged from the crates. The first one to appear backed off into the circle and produced a Star.
“We kinda need that, you know,” said Windoshi. “Savin’ the world and all that jazz.”
“I knew you’d want this.” All the Boos came together. “Well, you’re just going to have to challenge us for it…Boo!”
All the Boos flew in various directions, hiding in the room’s crates.
“If you can find the Star, it’s yours! Good luck! Hehehe…”
“Let’s do this scientifically.” Shockoshi turned to Timoshi. “You got your Temperature Sensor DS card?”
Timoshi shook his head. “I have it, but Stars don’t emit heat. And ghosts sure don’t.”
“Then let’s use the direct approach.” Flamoshi picked up a crate and busted it. There was nothing inside.
The Yoshis opened a few more crates. Some held things like tools and replacement parts, but none contained Boos or the Star.
Earthoshi kicked an empty crate. “Something tells me there’s a joke behind all this.”
“Yeah.” Shockoshi pointed to the pile of unchecked crates. “There’s only about twelve crates we haven’t opened, and there was over twenty Boos. They must be hiding someplace else.”
Windoshi lifted his finger, indicating he had an idea. Without warning, he blew away all the foam ceiling tiles. Boos were scattered around the room and the Star was dropped into Healthoshi’s hands.
The Boo leader sagged. “Oh, boo hoo. You win. Take the Star. Man, we’re really gonna get in trouble for this one…” The Boos all covered their faces, and stuck their tongues out as one before disappearing.
“Two out of seven stars collected,” said Flamoshi as the prize was placed into the spire. The room’s lights came on.
“Weh heh heh hehhh.”
Watoshi looked around. “Oh great, not that mysterious voice. Last time that happened, we fought a Blooper.”
Windoshi spotted a security camera in the corner. “Hey you! Yes you, guy behind the camera. We know you’re watching us. But don’t worry! We’ll take you DOWN! Aw yeah! Can’t touch this!”
The room was suddenly filled with blinding light and the crack of thunder stunned the Ten.
“The station’s just been struck by lightning, right?” said Shockoshi.
“I dunno. Let’s check the fans.”
Flamoshi tried to pull open the door. The massive fan suction prevented him from doing so.
“Okay, now we’re stuck,” said Watoshi. “We go out there and we’re minced. How long does it take for the fans to stop spinning?”
“Well, considering how a lot of that energy was routed to City of Yosh…” Timoshi thought for a moment. “An hour.”
“An hour?!” Flamoshi stomped his foot. “We don’t have that kind of time!”
A metallic clunk came from the wall. Emoshi looked over to the source of the noise. Windoshi had disappeared through the air vent.
“What’s that crazy clown doing now?” grumbled Poisoshi.
Earthoshi peeked into the air vent. “Hey man! Where’re ya goin’?”
Windoshi had his hands stuck to the side of the duct. “I’m going through the vent as an escape. I’ll pass a rope through for you guys to follow.” He used his hands to climb upwards.
Healthoshi’s head came into the vent. “But how are you climbing?”
A rope dropped down. “I’m concentrating wind power to turn my palms into suction cups. But you can’t do that, so just use the rope.” The shuffling continued down the ductwork.