Post by Frosti Zernow on Feb 3, 2011 17:08:55 GMT -5
The Tale of Frostilicious
by Frostilicious "Hottie with the Body" Zernow
by Frostilicious "Hottie with the Body" Zernow
They say "everybody loves kung fu fighting," but this isn't a true statement for everyone living in America. The protagonist of our story, a young man from China beginning a new life in New York City, is soon to find this out.
DAY 2 IN AMERICA - FIRST DAY OF 12TH GRADE:
"Frosti Zernow," the teacher, Mrs. Kimmel, announced. "Is there a Frosti Zernow here?"
All the students in the classroom looked around at one another, giggling. "What kind of a name is Frosti?" "Who?" Mrs. Kimmel once again repeated her question as the actual Frosti Zernow slouched further down into his tightly cramped school desk.
"Uh… present, Miss," he answered softly while raising his hand.
Mrs. Kimmel smiled. "You just arrived here from China, yes?"
Frosti looked around at the other students nervously. "Um… uh… Yes, Miss."
"Well can you tell us about it? How you were brought up?"
Frosti needed to find a quick way to get out of having to speak in front of the class. "I'm sorry," he said apologetically. "My English not so good."
Mrs. Kimmel nodded her head and smiled before returning to that day's lecture.
DAY 2 IN AMERICA - LUNCH TIME:
Frosti was not akin to American slop. He stared down at his meal options. Clumpy potatoes, half-broken tacos, old apples, and pizza that wasn't even its natural color.
"You're not in Kansas anymore," a large African American student standing next to him pronounced.
Frosti turned to the boy, who looked more like a full grown man due to his huge muscles and tall stature. "What, sir?"
"Well… Lemme put it this way. They only serve Chinese food on Thursdays. Hahaha." The boy snagged a chicken leg out from the bowl in front of him and snarfed down half of it in one bite. He raised his eyebrows, smirked, picked up his tray and walked away, still laughing at his own joke. Frosti grabbed the boy by his shoulder as he continued to walk away. He spun him around.
"YOU MAKING FUN OF ME CUZ IM CHINESE!?"
The boy laughed even harder. "Naw man, don't worry. I like chinks, ya'll got funny eyes!"
Frosti lunged at the boy, sending a kick to his face, catching him off guard. The student fell backwards on to his ass. He got up and rolled up his sleeves, letting out a menacing battle cry. Everyone in the cafeteria got out of their seats and began to cheer for the student. "TYRONE!!! Fuck his Asian ass up, Tyrone!!"
Frosti, without even realizing it, had just attacked the toughest kid in school. Tyrone shouted once more, the veins popping out from his neck. He picked up a chair and tossed it at Frosti, but it was diverted by another kick. Tyrone quickly raised another chair and chucked it across the room, Frosti once again dodging it, this time with a flip.
"I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS KUNG FU FIGHTING BULLSHIT," Tyrone shouted while charging at Frosti with all his might. Tyrone swung both his fists at Frosti, who ducked, causing both of Tyrone's hands to collide into one another. "RAHHH," he shouted out in pain and agony. "BOYS HELP ME OUT!! THIS KID'S QUICK!!"
From the sidelines of the cafeteria came Toddy, RobM, and Fabio, all three henchmen with evil grins crossing their faces. Tyrone crossed his arms and began to laugh. "GET HIM!!" Toddy went first, flailing his entire body at Frosti. It was like one of those inflatable car selling blow-up toy things. Arms sprawling, legs akimbo. Frosti sent one kick to Toddy's face, and it was light's out.
"HAT ATTACK!"
A Boston Red Sox hat was flung from across the room, smacking Frosti across the face. "Uh, what?" Frosti picked up the hat and flicked it into the trash can. RobM began to sob. "MY HAT!!"
Frosti felt a hand lightly touch his shoulder. He turned around to see Fabio standing there with a bong in his hands.
"Duuuuuuuuuuude!!!! Take a hit, bro!!"
Frosti snatched the bong from his hands and cracked it across his skull, glass shattering everywhere. The cheering for Tyrone had finally stopped. His gang had been defeated and it was clear that he was next. Frosti smirked, "Not so hot, are ya now?"
Tyrone grinned, "Do you see me weeping, you slum piece of shit?"
Frosti let out a battle cry just as Tyrone let out an even deeper one. The two men charged at one another, fists pointed forward.
"RAHHHHH!!!"
"AHHHHH!!!!"
Suddenly a figure jumped between the two as they were mere milliseconds away from colliding. "Stop this fighting at once boys!"
It was Principal Erik!! Tyrone stopped running but Frosti continued, leaping over the Principal and landing a direct kick on to Tyrone's large nose, breaking it. The blood spattered on to Principal Erik's freshly polished suit.
Frosti stared into Tyrone's eyes as he lay beaten and bloody on the cafeteria floor. He spit on to his face. Principal Erik turned to Frosti, looking as if he too was ready to snap. "Young man, I'd like to see you in my office immediately."
Frosti smiled at the Principal. "Gladly, Sir."
DAY 2 IN AMERICA - PRINCIPAL ERIK'S OFFICE:
"Since you're new I'm going to cut you a break! Just this once," Principal Erik sneered. "Try to stay out of trouble kid!"
Frosti smiled. "Thank you Sir. I will."
As Frosti left the office, Mrs. Kimmel walked in holding another student by her ear. "PRINCIPAL ERIK… SYDNEY HERE CONTINUES TO DISOBEY MY AUTHORITY!!! CONSTANTLY, SHE INTERRUPTS THE CLASS AND SHOUTS OUT VULGAR COMMENTS!! SOMETHING MUST BE DONE!!"
Prinipal Erik grabbed his paddle from the wall and bent Sydney over his desk. "It's time to ban this bitch!"
DAY 2 IN AMERICA - BREAK BETWEEN CLASSES:
"Hey," someone shouted from down the hall. The voice was muffled and hard to hear due to all the moving kids, weaving in and out of classrooms, trying to get to class as fast as they possibly could. "Hey kid!"
Frosti kept walking, assuming the person shouting was not communicating to him. "KID!" Frosti turned around to make sure no one was speaking to him for sure. "Yeah you," the boy tailing him said.
"Me?," Frosti asked.
"Yeah you," the boy said while extended his hand.
They shook as the boy introduced himself. "The name's Lex." He was covered in tattoos, wearing a sideways cap. His creepy smile illuminating the hallway. "I saw you beat up Tyrone, and I've gotta say, nice work."
Frosti smiled. "Thanks."
"I have to warn you though," Lex grinned. "Tyrone and his boys are after you now. And I hear he's got an even bigger posse this time."
"Crap," Frosti sneered.
Lex smiled. "Lucky for you I've got some friends of my own though! And we're willing to help you out. Meet Colleen, Candice, Rupert, and Coach Wade!"
Everyone said their hellos. "Wait," Frosti asked. "The gym teacher?"
Coach Wade smiled. "Yes! Ain't dat hilarious!"
Frosti was confused. "What are you doing hanging around with us kids."
Coach Wade stuttered, "Uhh… umm… ehh… I like you kids you're alright!"
Candice brushed back her hair and smiled at Frosti. "You're cute."
Frosti blushed. "Hehe, thank you… Miss."
Colleen butted in, "WELL I think he's cute TOO!"
Frosti blushed even more. "Thank you ladies. Thank you very much."
The bell for class rang and the hallways cleared, all except for this group of new buddies, an alliance, remained. Lex crossed his arms and began to speak. "Here's the plan guys………."
DAY 2 IN AMERICA - AFTER SCHOOL, THE PARKING LOT:
Frosti exited the back door of the high school. Tyrone and his gang, plus new members, were standing there awaiting his arrival. Tyrone had a toothpick in his mouth and was gutting out the chicken from his teeth. Frosti kept walking towards the gang, with a confident smile covering his face. He readied himself to fight, getting himself into an ancient Chinese fung fu fighting stance. Tyrone laughed, "You really think you're gonna defeat all of us!? Hahahahaha!"
Tyrone flicked open a switchblade, as the rest of his gang proceeded to pull out hand-to-hand combat weapons of their own. This surprised Frosti. He had no idea this fight was going to be THIS violent. Suddenly a few henchmen ran towards him. Danni, Yve, and Amber, three girls dressed as tomboys, that were nicknamed "The Inactives," since they never bothered to go to class… ever!
Amber swung down her blade at Frosti, but he dodged it easily, landing a solid kick into her gut. Danni too sent her switchblade down towards Frosti's skull. He grabbed her arm, squeezed it, and caused the switchblade to fall out from her hands. Unbeknownst to his knowledge, however, Yve attacked from behind Frosti. He had no idea she was there!! She raised her switchblade in the air, ready to strike Frosti in the back…
When suddenly someone grabbed her arm and flung her to the ground. It was Lex!
"You miss me," Lex said with a smile crossing his face. Lex picked up the switchblade from the floor and proceeded to slice through all three of the attacking girls.
"Holy…. holy shit, Lex… you, you freaking kill them," Frosti said in disbelief.
Lex grinned, "Yup! Bitches will be bitches!"
Frosti was stunned… "But ...you'll go to jail!"
Lex laughed, "Hahaha, don't worry Frosti, this is only a story!" Lex turned to look at whoever is reading this right now with an evil grin.
Tyrone was pissed. He raised his fist in the air, sending out the next attackers, this time, three males. Their names were Yul, Joe, and Dave, three seemingly worthless human beings who didn't care one shit about society. The three men charged at Lex and Frosti with sledgehammers and broken bottles, but as they did, another sneak attack occurred, this time on the bad guys. Colleen, Rupert, and Candice jumped out from a tree and landed on the three attackers, beating them senseless with their own weapons.
Rupert turned to Lex, "Rupert do good, master?"
Lex patted Rupert on the head. "Yes, Rupert do very good."
Tyrone was incredibly furious now. He let out one of his trademark battle cries before throwing his switchblade to the ground, and unsheathing his longsword. He let out a bellowing laugh as he pointed his blade at Frosti. "You're dead, chink!"
He raised his fist towards the sky once more, unleashing his remaining henchmen.
"SKREEEEEEEEEE," Toddy shouted like a crazy piggy, or an Orc. His untamed fighting style was, well, different. He flailed his arms in every direction as per usual. He had no weapon. Tyrone didn't even know why he bothered sending Toddy out to attack. Frosti delivered a kick to Toddy's face, sending him face first towards the ground.
"Ow!!! Ya bitch," Toddy cried out in pain. "That really hurt…… Charlie!!"
Frosti delivered one more kick to Toddy's face, and once again, it was lights out, his hot sexy body lay sprawled across the bloody battlefield.
"HAT ATTACK!"
RobM's hat once again whizzed past Frosti's face. Frosti picked it up from the ground, noticing it was covered in ketchup and snapple from when he had tossed it into the garbage can earlier. "So you always wear this hat, then?"
RobM smiled, "Why yes, yes I do! Now gimme my hat back so I can throw it at you again!"
Frosti smiled, pulled out his lighter, and proceeded to light RobM's hat on fire. "WHAT!!! NOOOO!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!! NOOOOOOOO!!!!"
Frosti began to laugh as Lex did the Mexican hat dance. Rupert did a handstand and the girls all shook their booties. RobM was crying hysterically. "WELL I CAN'T GO ON LIKE THIS WITH NO HAT!! GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD!!!" RobM stabbed himself through the heart and died.
Everyone looked at each other… "Wow, he really loved that hat!"
"Yeah he did duuuuuuuuuuuuuuude," Fabio laughed.
Candice looked at Fabio, who was clearly high as a freaking kite. "Here's five bucks," she said. "Go buy yourself something nice." Fabio laughed and began to skip away. "Thanks brooooo!"
Tyrone was left dumbstruck. Did his entire squad just lose that easily? … No, they didn't. Out from the bushes jumped RobC. He threw his machete at Frosti, slicing his shoulder. Frosti winced from the pain and charged at RobC. They began to battle.
At this same time, Tyrone charged at Candice and Colleen with his longsword drawn. The clashing of their weapons rang loudly in the air.
Lex drew his axe and spit on to the ground. He charged at Tyrone as his lady friends continued to fight him. Suddenly, Coach Wade lunged at Lex, punching him across the face, knocking one of his teeth out. Lex got up from the ground and stared at the Coach, someone that he thought was his friend, but clearly wasn't.
Coach Wade grinned, "Your methods are too hostile, Lex. I cannot let you kill anymore people!"
Lex spat out the blood from his mouth. "You mother fucker. I'll kill you then!" He swung his axe at the Coach's face, missing. Coach charged at Lex, knocking the both of them to the hard pavement. They began to punch each other. Lex grabbed on to Coach's hair and tugged on it as hard as he could, ripping it out from his scalp. Coach screamed in pain, but continued to hit Lex in the face. Blood was everywhere.
As Lex continued to get beat down upon, he reached for his axe, and jutted it into Coach's back. Coach fell face first on to the ground, a pool of blood surrounding him, an axe sticking out of his back.
"RAHH," a mysterious attacker shouted while sending a knife into Lex's own backside.
Lex's eyes shot open, the pain streaming through his innards. He too fell face forward on to the pavement, but not before turning around to see his killer… Rupert.
"You… bastard…"
Rupert was sweating profusely. "I'm s-s-s-sorry…. boss… I, I had to."
Lex, in his final dying attempt, slowly reached for a switchblade that lie on the floor near them. He clutched it, and began to throw it at Rupert. As he did, Coach, also in his final dying attempt, grabbed the axe from out of his back and swung it down upon Lex. Both men toppled over one another, and died…
Rupert was stunned. He stood there, body shaking, on the verge of tears.
"DIE YOU FUCK," Frosti shouted from across the battlefield.
"Who, me?" RobC laughed while dancing around Frosti.
"Yeah you," Frosti said while attempted to kick RobC, but once again missing. "I don't know what's more annoying, your moves or your mouth. Do you ever shut up!?"
RobC smiled, "Ahhhhhhhhhh, nope!"
"WOAOAHHHHHAOOOAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"
Everyone stopped fighting, and turned to look at where that loud shriek had just come from. It was Tyrone, with two blades in his chest. Colleen and Candice looked at each other and smiled. They had killed the beast, the biggest, blackest, scariest motha fucker around.
Blood dripped out from Tyrone's mouth, his eyes bloodshot. He was attempting to speak some final words, but it was too late. He was dead.
Frosti turned back to fight RobC, but he had vanished. "Coward," Frosti sneered.
He met up with Rupert, Colleen, and Candice over Lex's cold deceased body.
"Shit… what happened to him?" Frosti asked.
Rupert shook his head. "I dunno, I think Coach Wade killed him?"
Frosti knelt down to close Lex's eyelids and to put him at peace. "I'm sorry Lex. I'm sorry you had to die for my sins. Thank you, Sir, thank you so so much."
Frosti stood back up and turned back to his friends.
Colleen, Candice, and Rupert all stared at one another and winked. They all three quickly hit Frosti across the face. He fell down in shock. They stood over him, continuing to hit him repeatedly. Colleen laid the final blow, stabbing Frosti through the stomach. Police sirens sounded (about time, right!??) and the three ran away. They had successfully completely their secret mission and were off. Frosti's second day in America was coming to a close. He really hated this country, lol.
DAY 3 IN AMERICA - A HIDDEN BASE:
"Hey, he's awake."
Frosti's eyes opened. Everything was so dark. He was still in so much pain. Where was he? He had no idea. The last thing he remembered was blacking out on the parking lot pavement after school.
"My name's Morgan," a girl said with a smile. "And this here is Alina and Elisabeth."
Frosti was still clueless as to what was happening. "What… who- who are you people?"
Elisabeth rubbed Frosti's leg. "We know what happened to you. And we're to help you."
A smile slowly formed on Frosti's face… It was time for some payback. A new alliance had formed, and the final battle was soon to be fought. Who would win? Who would die? FIND OUT IN THE NEXT FEW WEEKS AS SURVIVOR MALAYSIA COMES TO A SHOCKING CONCLUSION!!!