Data - Base
I also wrote this a while ago, it was a random idea that popped into my head. It's a bit childish but still, hope you like it.
BASIC INFO
NAME: Jedling
SIR-NAME: Frickles
B.O.B: 01/01/1732
BORN TO: Jed and lingda frickles
APPEARANCE
EYES: Misty green
HAIR: Black and gray
SKIN: Pale
HEIGHT-APROX: 5ft6
HOME
COUNTRY: Brittan
CITY: Little Gloucester
ROAD: Crocked line Road.
This was the information that appeared on the screen when Jamie typed in the phone number of his great, great uncle's home.
Jamie was a quite boy who was a genius when it came to technical stuff. In his school this did not really matter, well he was only 12 and was studying law. This was not his idea of a job that reached his full potential especially not at his age. He always wanted to work for the police-force but this was against his father's belief (in a way). His dad was always brought-up to be a sweet smart silent boy who would take after his father but Jamie had other plans. His dad had just brought him this knew top of the range laptop for studies but, was Jamie going to be using it for that.
If he was an only child he would be so much happier he thought to himself looking at the data system, well look what having older sibling did to old uncle Jadling it sent him mad or into a 'fragile stat of mind' as his mother would always say to him when he used the phrase bonkers or mad or something like that. All my sister cares about is boys, msn, hair, make-up and looking like a tart!
Suddenly, the mouse started to move across the screen at the speed of lightning and a message came up in dark green with a black back small text font, it read:
'Jamie you must stop you uncle and his friend from deleting the entire worlds most wonted data and solve the mystery of his illness. But hurry there is someone who is try to capture this for scientific purposes. If in dought call me on this secret phone line 101012343 ask for eviel2good10101 agent'
'Gosh that was a shocker' Jamey thought so has my outstanding talent been recognized or is this a wind up.' 'I gotta call da hotline' called Jamey so quickly he never pronounced his words properly.
As quick as a flash Jamie had picked up his phone and was dialing the number.
'Beep, beep, shumm, shumm.'
'Hello, as you people say in aaah umm Brittan' said this voice in a French accent.
'Hello, umm can I talk to aaah...what it was...agent evil2good 10101', I said in my most polite voice.
'Okay let me put you through aaah HOLD!' Said that voice again in the snottiest tone possible.
'Plonk' the phone dropped. It's was him, my uncle, it must be 'stop' I screamed from under my bed. he was fiddling with my computer. 'Me make', he said I think he meant make me. 'He is bonkers'. I whispered 'look I'm hear to help you I'm on your side don't worry it's me Jamie you great, great-niece'. I crawled out from my hiding place with great fear. Being a nut-case he held up a gun! 'nooooo', I yelled as he shot it I just managed to duck out the way it was close, that's how I knew it would not be easy.
I prised the gun out of his big red hands. Just then as I thought everything had calmed down his friend named jello pulled out a huge shark's net and tangled ne in it but what was even worse he had gagged me so I couldn't speak. I was waving my arms and kicking my legs but nothing would work I was being KIDNAPED I was shocked. What would I do? I thought to my self. Out through the window they must be mad, I thought.
Oh, yes they are. Crash not even a grazed knee and they landed on their feet! I was hurled into the back of this dirty truck and of they set driving all over the road horns beeping tires skidding the whole thing and then I heard the police sirens. Yay, finally some help I peeped through the small smudged window and the cops drove straight past me! 'help, come back, you hear me', I yelled banging in the sides of the van so hard it swayed side to side like a wobbly penguin. Soon we arrived at this old house with a gate that had razor-sharp blades and an over grown garden. Oh-my-good-golly-gosh it was the house from the data-base my uncle actually lived in this pit.
The doors swung open and they pulled the net. But fear-not I had cut my self free with this old pocket knife that my dad gave me. I stood at the back of the van with a very cunning face on. Jello looked at my uncle, my uncle looked at jello, they laughed and they grabbed an arm each and dragged me through into the dark house. When they finally chucked me on the floor I ripped the gag off and screamed 'stop, you maniacs!' Again they laughed and pulled me on to the chair. Then to my surprise jello pulled out a laptop pretty old but it was cool. 'Wow, Christmas come early, well its only October', I said smirking.
'Yea, what you got me', jello said jumping up and down flapping his arms. I looked at him puzzled.
'No, you fool show us how to access the worlds most wonted data', said my uncle in a scary and annoyed tone. I looked up at an angle and pulled out this fake data back-up memory stick I switched on the laptop or L.T for short and plugged in the stick up popped the data. 'So, that's it', I said proudly. 'oh no, I've lost the connection of the internet thingy-mujig.
We better go upstairs it well be fine up there', I said sneakily. Of we went upstairs and into this messy filthy-dirty bathroom. 'close your eyes 1..2...3....PUSH...the toilet uncle jedling and for you down the drain', I shouted. 'In 5...4...3...2...1.. .'.Out uncle jedling came looking like he had just come back from a job interview smart as every well, too smart if you ask me and same with old jello!
And that kids, is how I got my job!
NAME: Jedling
SIR-NAME: Frickles
B.O.B: 01/01/1732
BORN TO: Jed and lingda frickles
APPEARANCE
EYES: Misty green
HAIR: Black and gray
SKIN: Pale
HEIGHT-APROX: 5ft6
HOME
COUNTRY: Brittan
CITY: Little Gloucester
ROAD: Crocked line Road.
This was the information that appeared on the screen when Jamie typed in the phone number of his great, great uncle's home.
Jamie was a quite boy who was a genius when it came to technical stuff. In his school this did not really matter, well he was only 12 and was studying law. This was not his idea of a job that reached his full potential especially not at his age. He always wanted to work for the police-force but this was against his father's belief (in a way). His dad was always brought-up to be a sweet smart silent boy who would take after his father but Jamie had other plans. His dad had just brought him this knew top of the range laptop for studies but, was Jamie going to be using it for that.
If he was an only child he would be so much happier he thought to himself looking at the data system, well look what having older sibling did to old uncle Jadling it sent him mad or into a 'fragile stat of mind' as his mother would always say to him when he used the phrase bonkers or mad or something like that. All my sister cares about is boys, msn, hair, make-up and looking like a tart!
Suddenly, the mouse started to move across the screen at the speed of lightning and a message came up in dark green with a black back small text font, it read:
'Jamie you must stop you uncle and his friend from deleting the entire worlds most wonted data and solve the mystery of his illness. But hurry there is someone who is try to capture this for scientific purposes. If in dought call me on this secret phone line 101012343 ask for eviel2good10101 agent'
'Gosh that was a shocker' Jamey thought so has my outstanding talent been recognized or is this a wind up.' 'I gotta call da hotline' called Jamey so quickly he never pronounced his words properly.
As quick as a flash Jamie had picked up his phone and was dialing the number.
'Beep, beep, shumm, shumm.'
'Hello, as you people say in aaah umm Brittan' said this voice in a French accent.
'Hello, umm can I talk to aaah...what it was...agent evil2good 10101', I said in my most polite voice.
'Okay let me put you through aaah HOLD!' Said that voice again in the snottiest tone possible.
'Plonk' the phone dropped. It's was him, my uncle, it must be 'stop' I screamed from under my bed. he was fiddling with my computer. 'Me make', he said I think he meant make me. 'He is bonkers'. I whispered 'look I'm hear to help you I'm on your side don't worry it's me Jamie you great, great-niece'. I crawled out from my hiding place with great fear. Being a nut-case he held up a gun! 'nooooo', I yelled as he shot it I just managed to duck out the way it was close, that's how I knew it would not be easy.
I prised the gun out of his big red hands. Just then as I thought everything had calmed down his friend named jello pulled out a huge shark's net and tangled ne in it but what was even worse he had gagged me so I couldn't speak. I was waving my arms and kicking my legs but nothing would work I was being KIDNAPED I was shocked. What would I do? I thought to my self. Out through the window they must be mad, I thought.
Oh, yes they are. Crash not even a grazed knee and they landed on their feet! I was hurled into the back of this dirty truck and of they set driving all over the road horns beeping tires skidding the whole thing and then I heard the police sirens. Yay, finally some help I peeped through the small smudged window and the cops drove straight past me! 'help, come back, you hear me', I yelled banging in the sides of the van so hard it swayed side to side like a wobbly penguin. Soon we arrived at this old house with a gate that had razor-sharp blades and an over grown garden. Oh-my-good-golly-gosh it was the house from the data-base my uncle actually lived in this pit.
The doors swung open and they pulled the net. But fear-not I had cut my self free with this old pocket knife that my dad gave me. I stood at the back of the van with a very cunning face on. Jello looked at my uncle, my uncle looked at jello, they laughed and they grabbed an arm each and dragged me through into the dark house. When they finally chucked me on the floor I ripped the gag off and screamed 'stop, you maniacs!' Again they laughed and pulled me on to the chair. Then to my surprise jello pulled out a laptop pretty old but it was cool. 'Wow, Christmas come early, well its only October', I said smirking.
'Yea, what you got me', jello said jumping up and down flapping his arms. I looked at him puzzled.
'No, you fool show us how to access the worlds most wonted data', said my uncle in a scary and annoyed tone. I looked up at an angle and pulled out this fake data back-up memory stick I switched on the laptop or L.T for short and plugged in the stick up popped the data. 'So, that's it', I said proudly. 'oh no, I've lost the connection of the internet thingy-mujig.
We better go upstairs it well be fine up there', I said sneakily. Of we went upstairs and into this messy filthy-dirty bathroom. 'close your eyes 1..2...3....PUSH...the toilet uncle jedling and for you down the drain', I shouted. 'In 5...4...3...2...1.. .'.Out uncle jedling came looking like he had just come back from a job interview smart as every well, too smart if you ask me and same with old jello!
And that kids, is how I got my job!
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