Hi all :)
Just a piece of shameless self promotion as the subject says. I've written the first couple of parts for a Futurama fanfic and I was thinking "well, unless I announce it to the fans, whose going to read it?" So, here I am, announcing it to the fans. Parts I and II are up at The Leela Zone for reading. It's not a funny story or a romance, but more of an action space epic that I hope will be popular with the fans. Here's a teaser for you, the first part of chapter one:
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Black. Black, like a shadow in the dead of night. Like the darkest trench in the deepest ocean. Black. Like a world without stars.
Yet, despite its bleakness, its gloomy shade, it had a shine to its surface. It may have been the darkest thing in existence, but it was smooth and silky, and when light hit it, its edges glistened. Then it swirled. In a circular motion the darkness swirled around its container. Its container was the only thing that kept it from spreading, for you see this blackness was a liquid. A liquid so very dark, and yet so very beautiful.
Then, the swirling stopped. The fluid settled, became tranquil. It did so because it was in a drinking glass. A drinking glass, which had just been placed on a flat surface. A large desk, to be precise.
This desk was situated in an office, and behind the desk was a man. A tall man, wearing a crimson uniform. Gold bands and buttons adorned his shoulders, suggesting that this man is of some importance. Six different colored medals also hung from the left breast of his uniform. With short black hair and a grizzled beard, the officer sat down in the large black leather chair behind his desk, turning the chair to face the window behind him. He sighed. A small golden plate sat on his desk, amongst other things. The words "ADMIRAL GRAHAM GORDON" were engraved on it.
A small buzzing sound could then be heard, first from the distance, but then it got closer and closer. The Admiral turned to see hovering silver robot. It was round, and about the size of a basketball. The machine approached him smoothly, halting about three feet from him before raising itself slightly to reach his eyeshot level. It had what appeared to be a short lens on the front of it, below which was a typical robotic mouth. A saffron glow emitted from it's underside, the source of this being the device which helped keep it in the air, and it was almost completely spherical, apart from two thin metal arms that jutted out from either side of it. Attached at the end of the arms were three claw fingers. It spoke to the Admiral in a friendly, yet mechanical voice, it's mouth flashing a dim glow at each word.
"Captain Zapp Brannigan to see you, Admiral Gordon."
Admiral Gordon smiled, placing the glass of dark liquid on a coaster on his large desk. He nodded.
"Thank you, Servo. Send him through."
The robot bowed politely. "At once, sir," it buzzed, before it gracefully turned and glided back around the corner where it had entered. The sliding sound of a door was heard, followed by the voice of Servo.
"The Admiral will see you now, Captain."
"Thank you," said an arrogant male voice in response, before the source of the voice stepped around the corner and saluted the superior officer. He was a tall man, at least as tall as Admiral Gordon. With wide shoulders and neat blonde hair, Captain Zapp Brannigan had an aura of confidence, as well as arrogance, to him. His uniform, like the admirals, was a bright crimson of velour material, and also showed off most of his legs. The Admiral saluted back and smiled.
"At ease, Captain."
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Okay, so, that's the beginning of it. To find out what it's all about, you'll have to read the rest of what's available yourself in TLZ's fanfic section. Here are the links to the parts:
http://www.leela.com.ar/fanfic/malice1.shtml http://www.leela.com.ar/fanfic/malice2.shtml
I hope you enjoy it, and any constructive feedback would be most appreciated. That's all, really. Thanks for reading :)
- Kif White