and mishka ligot is...

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as well as getting tied up with


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Joshua Dizon is....

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Manila
Thursday
4:00 PM

Yanna went to Jet's house. She found the key under the carpet in the front door. She went inside and tried to look for stuff. She looked around, through hidden doors. Mishka was on the other side of town, communicating with her through the sunglasses.
"What am I looking for exactly?" She whispered to the hidden mic.
"Something." Mishka replied back. He looked through the computer and to Jet's room.
"Wait," he said. "Get that Sudoku Samurai magazine."
"Why?" She replied.
"I've always been interested in those number puzzles."
"Mishka, get back on track. We're looking for something out of the ordinary."
She flipped the first page. It was heavily marked with numbers. But Puzzle 1 had letters instead of numbers.
"See? Out of the ordinary." Mishka said.

She went out of the house and started to go PINK miles southwest. She arrived at a treehouse. She climbed it. By the looks of the treehouse, it was probably burned. Old pieces of newspaper and scrap were on the floor. There was a laptop on the floor.
"It doesn't look broken," Yanna told herself. She turned it on, "Missing Operating System" was on the screen.
"Never mind that. Bring it here," Mishka advised.

Manila
Thursday
4:00

Jem took a right turn to the Math convention. There were a lot of people.
"Hey Jem. You want some background music?" Josh said through the sunglasses. He played Ale.
"Thanks. Maybe I should start southwest." She told him.
She arrived at a broken dilapitated house.
"Eh. I don't wannt go in there..." Jem told Josh.
"You have to. We might something or someone or someplace or some..."
Ignoring his sentences, Jem pushed through the door. There were no windows in the house. It was terribly dark. She lit her flashlight watch which they used in their last expedition in another mansion (where they found Carlos). The corridor had no doors or hallways. There was just a broken piano at the end.
"Creepy. It's weird though that this house has rooms but no doors that you can go through to reach them." Jem said.
"Check the piano seat." Josh told her. She followed and what they found was to their surprise. They were 2 files. One that said Naomi and one that said Lauren.
"Lauren?" Jem asked.
"Naomi!" josh exclaimed.

Rio de Janeiro
Friday
11:00 AM

"Nicole?" Jasper tapped her shoulder. Nicole glanced at him.
"Jasper!" She said. "You're so tall!" She stared upwards.
"What are you doing here?"
"Eating. Duh!"
"No. You can't just be eating. The store just opened and we haven't even cleared it yet. You were here to talk to me."
"Good one Jazper," Nicole complimented. Then she got serious. "Yesterday, three people caught me and dragged me into an alley. They asked me if I knew Jet. I said no. But they told me I was lying. So they put me in the trunk of their car. We drove for miles. Jasper! Yesterday I was in Peru!"
"Hmmm..."
"I heard them say something about a secret organization and about Jet. They also asked me if I knew Carlos but I totally don't know him. Do you?"
"Oh no... The others are in trouble. If this gang is after Jet and Carlos, then the others who are looking for them are also looking for trouble."
"Hey... I haven't finished my story yet. When they opened the trunk, I tried to escape but they were too fast. Then somebody came in the way and hit them both. They looked like they recognize him because they chased him."
"Wait... tell me how this guy looks like."
"Well... he had a weird hairdo, he was shorter than you but taller than Nicah."
"I believe Carlos saved your life." Jasper concluded. They were dumbstruck. Carlos in Brazil?

Location: Classified
Time: Classified

Carlos was running out of time. He was typing like mad. He heard two voices and the door behind him was pushed down. He felt a rope around his neck. He reached for the Enter button. Just the Enter button.
"No running away this time." The man said. And with a buzz, he felt electricity around his body. He fainted.

BTW

Here's the current storyline (which means done and final)

1. What is Pink?
2. Carlos's History
3. Manila
4. Operation: Banana Split

Yanna's is still with Mish for editing so it's not gonna be here for now. Am gonna post a sequel tomorrow.

Preview: Jasper danced, "Pearly shells!"

My turn. ;)

.......

Yanna quickly grabbed the laptop, typed on the URL bar, and clicked enter. Her eyes lit up as she studied the screen for several minutes. She grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled. Then she turned to the others.

"It's in Carlos' site..." she started.

"What is?!"

She grinned at them.

"Our next clue."

======================

Check it! I feel fulfilled. Yeah, baby.

Whoooaaa.

Uhm, guys...what happened to our cbox?! Love the new posts, by the way. ;D
WHERE'S THE CBOX?!

Peace,prosperity, and love for all mankind,
Yanna

FanFic: It Can't Be (200th post!)

PART 1

“There's no easy way to do this, guys...”

“It's okay Carlos, we're here for you. Just tell us. Everything will be fine,” Nicah said.

“Yeah,” Yanna added.

There was a long pause as the P.F.kada waited for their friend, Carlos to tell them the news. You see, the P.F.kada is a group of currently 8 kids. Namely, Joshua, Jasper, Mishka, Ren, Jem, Nicah, Yanna and Jet. Their mission? To tell the world about Jesus Christ. But lately, they've found themselves saving their friends, themselves, and the world. And right now, they're in a small room with a very good friend, Carlos.

“I'm...” Carlos breathed heavily. His eyes started tearing up.

“Go on,” Jasper encouraged.

Everyone waited. And waited. No news came.

“Here, take these. It'll be easier,” Jem said, as she handed him a piece of paper and a pen.

Carlos worked quickly, writing, perhaps, 5 sentences in 30 seconds. Scribble here, smiley face there. He started folding it. Once. Twice. Then he handed it to Mishka.

“I need to go, guys. I'm sorry. I really am. Good bye.”

“Already? We haven't read the news yet!” Mishka frantically said, waving the folded piece of paper in the air. Everyone was staring at Carlos, who was already standing up to leave.

“It's best that way. And another thing, I don't know when I'm going to see you again. Maybe tomorrow, next week. Maybe never.” Carlos was halfway to the door, facing the team, tears rolling down his cheeks.

Silence. The girls started sniffling. The boys just couldn't make anything out of it. After a long minute of silence, Mishka finally spoke up.

“At least let us say good bye. After we read the news, everything will be clear, right? So just give us this chance. We'll miss you.”

With that, Nicah stood up; head bowed, tears dripping from her face, tension in her hands. And Carlos couldn't take it anymore, he ran towards her, and gave her a long hug.

“I'll miss you,” she said, her voice muffled by her tears.

“We'll all miss you,” Jasper followed, standing up to give Carlos a hug.

With everyone crying, Carlos ran out the door, leaving the news with Mishka.


Reminder: This is purely FanFICTION. It has nothing to do with the current story, "Pink", whatsoever. :)

Updates

Okay guys, since we're getting bigger and BETTER, who wants to get a new layout? I think the pink stars against the black background is a bit... Out of place. Or kinky. Whatever.

I had one made a few months ago, but I'm not sure whether or not it's ready yet. :)) I need to check up on that.

Anything you guys want to change, just let me know. :D or do it yourselves, we're all admin of this blog. ;)

`Kay guys! Take care. ;) God bless.

Nicah.

P.S. Fan fic from "yours truly" coming soon. :)

labels

ok, now that the blog is getting really active, some want to use it and others want to write their fanfics and others contribute to the story, i propose that we make use of labels. labels are the thingys you enter at the box BELOW your entry for the blog. labels are for when like, for an example you want to read JUST the fanfics, then you can get all the fanfics written without having to browse the whole archive, which obviously will take a long time, 'cause the archive has like almost 300 entries.


the tags we can use are
announcements like this one right here.
pictures like this
fanfics like this one right here
journalities like this one
carlos pertaining to the hunt for the real-life carlos such as this one

and of course,

the saga continues for all your plotline needs such as this one

so there ya go. to use these tags whenever you write a post just type announcements, pictures, fanfics, journalities, carlos or the saga countinues on the box where it says "labels for post"

i suggest you should also edit you previous posts for this for easier browsing. so thereya go.

oh and one more thing, i don't really know what tag goes with the kind like what dianna just posted. help and suggest pls!

mish

Operation: Find Ren.

"has anyone seen ren?" quoth nicah.

meanwhile...
?????
?????
Japan


he was in a box. how on earth did he get here? how did he leave the group? was it just his being emo in the corner? is that why he got kdnapped? i think not. so anyway, he was imprisoned. now the only way to get out was this.

done listening to the clip? that was a joke. this is fanfiction people. ren is not toph. if he was...then i'd have a crush on ren. ew. and ren cannot earthbend. poor ren.

Operation: Banana Split

Singapore
Thursday
2:00 PM

"Stuck again," Yanna complained. "We solved everything, only we didn't solve the starting point."
Jem got an idea. "Mish, gimme some places here in singa where jet could be starting in."
'What is Jet doing here anyway?" Yanna asked herself.
"I got 3 places. One, his sister's house. I heard Jet moved there a while back," Mishka typed on his computer. "Another would be... ahh. The math competition. Convention I mean. Did I tell you he was addicted to sudoku samurai?"
"Logical." Jem said. "Let's split. You and Yanna take his sister's house. I'll take the convention."
"Communicate with eachother through these sunglasses," Mishka gave Jem and Yanna. "Extend the earphone from the sides of the glasses. My computer can track the visuals. Basically, I see what you see. I'll be in the hotel, aiding you guys. And, the visuals can reach Josh in the Phil, so he can help too."
"Good. All right, let's split." Yanna said.
Mishka saw his 2 companions walk in opposite directions. Then he saw both of them come back.
"Where is his sister's house?" Yanna asked.
Jem asked, simultaneousley, "Where is the convention?"

Manila
Thursday
2:10 PM

The computer chirped again. Mishka was online.

Mishka: Josh, I may need help. See if you can get 2 visuals.
Joshua: Yep, I see them.

Josh saw the two videos connecting.

Mishka: The left one is Yanna, the right one is Jem.

Joshua: I suspect they are splitting. Let's call this Operation Banana Split. Brb, me gonna get dessert.

Mishka: I need you to help me. And maybe I can help you guys too.

Nicah joined the conference

Nicah: Hello Mish. I'm using Josh's other laptop.

Almira joined the conference

Almira: Hi Mish! Wow, us here in Manila are communicating through computers even if we are two feet away from eachother.

Mishka: What? How many computers do you have Josh?

Jasper joined the conference

Joshua: Sorry, guys. It's getting too complicated for the readers now.

Jasper: Oh man!

Jasper has left the conference

Almira has left the conference

Nicah has left the conference

Joshua: Okay, so how do I talk to them?

Mishka: Get a pair of headphones and a mic.

Josh and Mishka stayed on the conference while also talking with Nicah and Almira.
Nicah said, "I don't get it. Why does she sound so familiar and yet... not so familiar?"
"I'm completely lost," Almira confessed.
"Let's try a different perspective. What if Sly (we all agreed to call him Sly now right?) used a voice modulator?" Nicah said.
"Nope. Still wouldn't make him sound familiar to you," Almira said.
"Unless... wait a second. Naomi... where have I heard her name before?"

----------------Flashback------------------
"Hey Naomi!" Nicah said.
"Nicah!" Naomi replied. "How are you?"
----------End of Flashback-------------

"Wow. What a short flashback." Joshua muttered over his computer as Nicah told about her flashback.
"I've met Naomi before? But where?" Nicah said.
Almira asked her, "Did you seem to be good friends?"
Nicah snapped. "That's it! My classmate! It's all coming back!"
"If she was your classmate, why is she throwing a party?" Almira asked. "Is she crazy? Mad?"
"Unless, Sly threatened her to do as he said."

They were getting to something here.

Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Thursday
6:15 PM

"Touchdown." A voice from the airport said.
Jasper looked at his wristwatch. He hadn't set the time yet. "Wow. I traveled from Manila to Rio in 15 hours. 2:10 departure. 6:15 arrival. 4 hours in 15?"
Complicated it may seem. But let us stick back to the story.

Jasper reached the main store.
"Good morning." He formally said.
After the meeting, he checked the store for any casualties or anything. He finally allowed its opening.

The next day (Jasper got a hotel in Rio) he went back to Jollibee to eat a pocket pie. He spotted someone familiar.
"Nicole?"

Location: Classified
Time: Classified

Jet struggled to get another piece of paper. He wanted to warn pfkada.
"You!" A big man pointed at him. Jet's hands were suddenly forced to his back and was tied.
"We'll bring you to our boss."

Location: Also Classified
Time: Also Classified

Carlos was running through files. He knew he shouldn't be there. He eyed one file with a particular name on it. He read it to himself.
Naomi
He kept it in his jacket. He looked for another one... Lauren. He pocketed that too. He heard the door open. He bolted for the fire exit. "Gotta warn the gang." He jumped off the building onto the floor.

"Now how do I give this to them."
Internet: too risky.
Mail: too sneaky
Package: too expensive

He heard a box of files fall to the floor. Apparently, the person who entered the room saw the fire exit open but stumbled on the box of files. The files flew down from the building and fell to the floor. Carlos stopped. One of them had a red mark. He ran towards that file, while keeping hidden from the man. It read Apoptoxin and under Apoptoxin was Carlos.

manila

*seperate posts para intriguing*
*and manila first cuz its araw ng kalayaan*

Manila
Almira's house
Thursday
2040 hours
Pilipinas

"Weird."

After about two hours of thinking and three (and one on the way) bowls of popcorn, Nicah, Jasper, Almira and Joshua were stumped.

Almira came back with their FOURTH bowl and said, "Hey, isn't carlos' house a wreck? why would anyone want to have a party in a wreck? wouldn't someone get hurt or something?"

"Yeah!" Joshua answered. "Who'd be dumb enough to have a gathering in some place where someone could possibly fall to their deaths?"

"Hmmmmmm..." Said Nicah, "What about Naomi? She sounded like the girl kidnapped by 'Sly', and how could she possibly throw a party after being kidnapped?"

This was the enth time she asked this, and the things on Josh's notepad regarding this were...

1. Naomi does not know Nicah.
2. Nicah does not know anyone named Naomi.
3. Naomi sounded like someone familiar.
-Voice changer
-Plot twist oops.
-We got the wrong house. did anyone notice if the house looked bombed?
4. Naomi is Nicole familiar.
5. Who on earth is Sly?

As joshua was reviewing his notes, Nicah and Almira studying a map of carlos' vicinity and jasper pigging out on the popcorn, Jasper's Cellphone started bleeping. Jas picked it up and started talking (with a mouth full of popcorn) in a rapid mix of english, chinese and filipino. He suddenly looked surprised and spat out his popcorn.

"Cool!" was the last english word he said before hanging up. "Guys..."

"Yeah?" Asked the three.

"I'm going to Rio."

"Rio?"

"Yes, Rio de Janiero in Brazil as well as Sao Paulo and Brasilia. Jollibee is launching its first South American branches. I gotta go now, since we're leaving so soon that i only have few time to pack." With that he gave everyone a hug and bolted out the door after a beep-beep of a car horn.

"Take care Jazz!" Shouted Nicah.

Almira was about to clean the mess jasper made with the popcorn when suddenly Joshua jumped up and said,

"Guys! I think I got something!" With that he pulled out his laptop and accessed YM.

carlos's history

Manila
Thursday
12:30 PM

Jasper rang the doorbell. A girl opened the door, smiled at the gang and told them,
"Hello! Who are you?"
Well, a better way of starting the conversation would be something on the lines of "May I help you?" but obviously, this is not what we see here.
"Umm... I'm Pie," Josh said with a smile.
"I'm Carri (short for Carribean)," Almira said.
"I'm Music," Jazz said in a jazzy way.
"And I'm Lyrics," Nicah introduced herself.
They did not know why they used aliases or why the author of this story made them use different names but it all turned to good.
"Oh." The girl said, looking desatisfied. "I'm Naomi. We were having a party... Why did you go here?"
"We were looking for a friend of ours..." Almira said.
"Really? I've never seen you before in my life. Now if you would please go away now, leave and never come back, I would be most delighted." Naomi slammed the door on them.

As they reached the car, Nicah told the rest, "I recognized her voice, she was the one who wanted my help. She was the one who called me!"
"That doesn't make sense. If she is being held hostage by that sly person, why did we just see her..." Joshua said, "... slam the door on us?"

Singapore
Thursday
1:00 PM

"Cmon. The bus is gonna leave any minute!" Jem shouted to Yanna and Mishka.
They all hopped on the bus. They had discovered through GPS the place Jet indicated.
"Jet must have written that email long ago, and may have been transferred to another place by now," Mishka said.
"Then we'll have to look for the tiniest clues to his next whereabouts," Yanna told them.

The bus dropped them at a location 4 meters away from Jet's previous whereabouts.
"Guys!" Mishka pointed at his laptop. "There's wireless internet here! That's how Jet sent the message." They looked around them. This was a park. A playground.
"I had a revelation," Jem said. "I don't think this is the right place."
"Why?" Yanna asked.
"He may have used the internet here to send the email to us... and this is 510 meters southeast from the place we started in," Mishka elaborated.
"Unfortunately, we didn't decode where we should start..." Jem sadly said.

Location: Classified
On the Run
Time: Classified

Carlos was running. Faster than he ever ran before. He didn't look back. He knew what was behind him. He knew WHO was behind him. Still, he continued to run.

---------Flashback----------
"Son, I want you to be a doctor when you grow up." A fatherly figure told his son.
"I always wanted to be, all my life," replied a grinning 9 year old Carlos P.
"Be careful, you do not want to mess with the wrong sort," his dad told him back.
"Why do you always think I am going to mess up??" Carlos shouted back.
"No I don't, son. It's just that you're too good for your age and I just..."
"Yeah yeah, I know. You want me to be careful. Well, I'm sick of being careful."
Carlos packed his stuff up. He ran for the door. His father couldn't move.

Carlos was already a a block away when he heard an explosion. "No..." Carlos gasped.
He ran back to his house. His only home. "Dad?!" he shouted. "DAD!!" No reply.
His house had been nuked. Totally demolished. A bomb. Nobody else was there. He cried.
"DAD!!!" No reply. He found his dad on the former living room. "Dad?"
But too late. Carlos wept. He went outside, and saw a piece of parchment on the road. He picked it up and realized...

Carlos only said one word.

"Nautilus."

---------End of Flashback---------

preview *grins*

I'm not that well done with the plot, but i'll give you the timestamps and plot elements. that oughta, um, excite you guys.

timestamps:

Manila
2040 hours
Pilipinas
------------
Rio de Janeiro
0929 hours
Brasil
------------
Reykjavik
1235 hours
Island
------------
Vancouver
0545 hours
Canada
------------
Singapore
2030 hours
Singapura
------------
Tokyo(or was it Kyoto *shifty eyes*)
???? hours
Nippon
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Elements:
-Lauren at the Iceland Iceskating Invitational(i think thats the right word.)
-Sudoku Samurai Magazine with crucial info
-Jollibee Brazl
-The wrong house. 22 GeorgeTON avenue.
-No pocket pie in Jolibee Brazil (poor josh)
-Fibonacci Numbers(joke)
-Nautilus Casual Teens Wear. The kids in singapore lovin' it. (no jas, not McDo, NCTW)
-Mishka missing KCA. wait. that happened na.
-Jet is NOT found.
-Ren is missing.


Cameos(gasp)

-Raimundo Pedrosa in Rio
-Toph Bei Fong(i got carried away *sheepish grin*)
-Badong and Hannah (dont worry, they won't be punk'd pfkada'd until after a few episodes or maybe next season, but they play a part here.)in Vancouver
-Björk(well DUH.)in Reykjavik
-Chow Yun Fat Sao Feng (gasp!) Some mysterious bald thug in Singapore.
-Puffy AmiYumi(well DUH.)in Tokyo
-Carlos in the wrong places at the same time (huh?)

What is PINK?

Singapore
Wednesday
9:35 AM

"So what does pink mean?" Mishka asked.
"Is there a specific color pink?" Jem asked.
"Nope. He just said pink. And weirder, pink meters ahead."
"Let us take this thing one by one," Yanna said.
"Plane... airplane... flying... jetplane..." Jem enumerated. "... jetplane... jet... Jet!"

Mishka wrote that down. "Okay. Jet! Jet... what?" He stopped writing and looked at the paper. "Arrives? Well it's obvious that that is where he was put in or where he went."
"4:00. We know this letter is from Jet. Now he would give us clues to where he was going to..." Jem remarked.
"That's it! 4:00 is the direction!" Yanna said.
"How can it be?"
"If you will point 12:00 to the north... then 4:00 would be somewhere southeast!"
"Now we think of pink..." Mishka said. The paper which held their clue now looked like this.

They walked back and forth "4:00" trying to figure out something. Also, they watched for suspicious houses along the way.

Singapore
Thursday
10:24 AM

After a long night's sleep at the room Jasper purchased for them, they continued searching for the meaning of Pink.
"Mishka, think of everything Jet was fond of. It might give a clue," Jem suggested.
"Alright. Well... for one, he liked learning different languages," Mishka said.
"Well that won't help unless "pink" is German or something," Yanna gloomily added.
"Unless... pink IS German!" Mishka said.
They laughed.
"And," Mishka added. "He liked doing stuff with his computer. Building websites and such."
"Nice, we could let him do the Pfkada official website," Yanna said.
"He taught me a lot too... He also does this math thingy. I'm not sure if it really is math. Converting hexadecimal numbers to decimal numbers to binary numbers to somethingy numbers. A hobby I think. Or maybe helping him in creating his websites..."
Jem suddenly remarked, "Websites! That's it! He converts hexadecimal numbers to decimal numbers, loves making websites and liked different languages! Thanks Mish!" Jem said. She told Mishka to open his computer.

Manila
Thursday
11:30 AM

"Mishka, come on. Come on." Joshua muttered to himself. Suddenly, the name "Mishka" came up on yahoo messenger. Josh started the conversation.

Joshua: Hi Mish. How are you guys and Jet?

Mishka: We're doing well. We figured out the note Jet sent us.

Joshua: Oh. Us here have found somebody in help. You know, just like Carlos. Speaking of Carlos, somebody should go after him.

Mishka: Oh. By the way, Jem is asking what the hexadecimal code for pink is.

Joshua: Here: FF00FF

Mishka: Can you convert it to decimal?

Joshua: Slowly, I'm becoming a BOB (Beast of Burden). What is this supposed to be for?

Mishka: The number of meters southeast to Jet's location.

Joshua: Then I suggest you take a plane, coz it's a really high number of meters. Might I suggest something?

Joshua: FF = 255

Joshua: 00 = 0

Joshua: FF = 255

Joshua: Add them all together, you get 510.

Mishka: Thanks Josh.Regards to everyone else. Hi from Jem and Yanna to everyone there. And Ren too.

Mishka signed out

"They're doing all right." Joshua told the others as the car slowed down to a halt.
When Jasper, Almira, Nicah and Joshua got down, it wasn't what they expected it to be. Carlos's place was a bombed forgotten old place. This time they dropped in at what seemed to be a party.