The Tricryptogon

Banny And Lissa
by Dave Lerner

Sorry about the absence. I hope to be back by September 15 October 6, with a full explanation. Or, at least, a decent excuse.


Nicoletta: The Tricryptogon! Also called the gon. A black triangle, symbolizing evil. In the center, one-fourth the size of the black triangle, a white triangle, good surrounded and captured. Each triangle is outlined in red, and red connects the corners of the two triangles, symbolizing the violence and force evil uses to defeat good. If a further background is needed, it is gray, for formless chaos.
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Part 1: Ante Up
Chapter 11: ...There's Fire

Chuckie felt uncomfortable. Something was wrong. Chuckie didn't knew if these feelings were part of being a gonner or not, but he'd learned to trust them. And this time they told him something was wrong.

He stood by the corner of the Wobblin Toys toy factory. This was where he saw the cat or whatever. His flashlight showed him a man's plaid jacket on the ground. He scooped it up, brought it to his office, locked the door.

"Talk to me, damn you! Who's your owner?"

The jacket... rippled. It spoke, respectfully and fearfully. "Banner O'Herlihy."

This was one of Chuckie's gonner powers. Speaking with the inanimate. Not good in a fight, but he had folders and folders of blackmail material. And a few used bras and panties that he was dating, but that's a different matter.

"Banner... Why would Banner be out spying around?"

The objects could not lie, nor even attempt to deceive; they had to answer the question they were asked. Of course, objects frequently took on the traits and intelligence of their owner. And this was Banny's jacket.

"Probably to find the gonner,"

"Wait... wait! Banner knows about gonners? Is he here specifically to find me?"

"Yes, he knows about gonners. No, not you specifically. Just any gonner here. He's a Worthy One, and his assignment is to find and kill any gonner here."

"Banner's a Worthy One? I don't believe it!"

"Yeah, he's been hearing that a lot lately."

* * * * * *

Banny was, in reality, wearing safety goggles while turning the wheel to release the hydraulic fluid for the crusher.

He was only pretending he was operating an armed helicopter while being chased by atomic dune buggys.

Chuckie had just returned from the acid vat. He walked up behind Banny. "Banner, can you give me a hand for a moment? Robert, you can finish the crushing."

"Sure thing, Chief," Robbie said as he took over the wheel, or rather, piloted the Nemo beneath the Polar ice caps.

Chuckie asked Banny, "What was that 'vroom vroom' noise you were making?"

"'Vroom, vroom? Uh, no idea."

"Follow me. And give me those safety glasses. They're expensive."

Banny did. He followed the body-builder to the walk-in oven.

The oven had a padlock. Not to keep anything locked in or out, but to ensure that no one opened the door and got a faceful of three-thousand-degree air. Wobblin Toys did not believe in the expression, "You're too stupid to live." The key was kept on a nail in a nearby wall. Chuckie took off the padlock and opened the door. The door and each of the walls were literally solid steel, a foot thick. A large vent in the back blasted the heat from a gas fire into the oven, and a small vent in the top led to a pipe, which led to a chimney in the roof

"Banner, I need you to sweep out the oven."

"Sure thing, Chief." Banny thought for a second. He would pretend he was operating an armed broom while being chased by atomic dust bunnies. He went to grab the broom and dustpan.

Dammit, thought, Chuckie, we don't have enough brooms around here as it is. "Uh, Banner... you should... uh... take a look around inside the oven first. You know... to see what needs sweeping. I mean, no point working harder than you have to."

That was what was so cool about Chuckie. He was always watching out for you. Banny walked in.

The door swung shut. Banny tried the inside handle. The door was padlocked. A sudden roar engulfed the oven as the fire blasted on.

Uh, oh, thought Banny. This can't be good.

Go to Chapter 10: Where There's Smoke...

Go to Chapter 12: Antonio

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