"The Justin" Fanfic Story Thread
As with all my community stories, the premise is simple:
Write as much or as little as you want and pass the story along to the next poster.
Also:
This is not a role playing thread, continue the narration as it stands from the last person, in first person.
One day I was sitting at one of the swank outdoor tables at my local "Extremely Trendy™" brand coffee house sipping a latte and reading the entertainment section. On a whim I looked up and it was a beautiful day, clouds floating whimsically through the blue sky, the scent of flowers and roasted coffee beans floating wistfully through the air. It was lovely.
Just then, PROFESSOR JACMAKE and JUSTIN rappelled down from a hovering black hawk helicopter I had neglected to mention in the previous paragraph and expertly landed each in a chair opposite me to join me for a refreshing Trendy™ brand beverage.
I looked at my watch, "You're early! I wasn't expecting you for another ten minutes at least."
JUSTIN slyly smiled, "The peace negotiations ended early after I sung an encore for the king of Eurasia, world peace has finally been attained."
"Another notch in a fantastic career!" the PROFESSOR exclaimed jubiantly.
Write as much or as little as you want and pass the story along to the next poster.
Also:
This is not a role playing thread, continue the narration as it stands from the last person, in first person.
One day I was sitting at one of the swank outdoor tables at my local "Extremely Trendy™" brand coffee house sipping a latte and reading the entertainment section. On a whim I looked up and it was a beautiful day, clouds floating whimsically through the blue sky, the scent of flowers and roasted coffee beans floating wistfully through the air. It was lovely.
Just then, PROFESSOR JACMAKE and JUSTIN rappelled down from a hovering black hawk helicopter I had neglected to mention in the previous paragraph and expertly landed each in a chair opposite me to join me for a refreshing Trendy™ brand beverage.
I looked at my watch, "You're early! I wasn't expecting you for another ten minutes at least."
JUSTIN slyly smiled, "The peace negotiations ended early after I sung an encore for the king of Eurasia, world peace has finally been attained."
"Another notch in a fantastic career!" the PROFESSOR exclaimed jubiantly.
Comments
"Please, call me Justin, or JT"
"Er...JT, please you must help! The Phil Collins concert is awful!"
"And you want me to pop the roof off, right?"
"You are so wise, JT."
"Sorry to cut off our little engagement," he shouted over the sounds of the spinning helicopter blades, "but I have urgent business to attend to! Perhaps you would care to join the Professor and I?"
"Just try and stop me!" I shouted back, gathering up the TrendyTM drinks so we could still enjoy our beverages in flight.
Justin, JacMake and I climbed onboard the helicopter, which zipped speedily toward its destination. Phil Collins was performing at the Shoreline Amphitheater in California, but the helicopter was so fast flying from wherever we were that it got there in only 47 seconds. As we arrived and landed, we were quickly surrounded by an angry mob.
"What seems to be the problem?" Justin asked the throng.
"Phil Collins is playing terribly!" they yelled back in unison. "We think there's something wrong with the Shoreline's sound system!"
Justin thought for a moment, his eyes glossed over in concentration. Then he said with a wink "I think I know how to get our friend Phil Collins back in business."
"Oh noes!" I cried as I surveyed the damage
"It would be best if you stay back," JT announced in decisive tone
"I agree, only justin could stand to be so close to that ruckus" JacMake observed, being the accomplished Professor that he was.
As Justin waded through the bodies and throngs of maddedened Phil Collins fans he noticed that Phil's soundman appeared to be napping, obviously he had not had his Trendy[TM] caffeinated drink that morning, and that Phil was wearing a pair of extremely stylish, but clearly deafening, ear muffs.
Suddenly disenchanted by the mediocre music, the attention of about half the audience was suddenly focused on Justin as he waded through the crowd.
A woman screamed.
The crowd backed up instinctively, forming a perfect 10 foot radius circle around Justin, much like you would see in a fight club or dance-off.
Then, the ladies (and one or two dudes) started closing in.
The Justin leapt forward toward the closest female Phil Collins fan, his hands landing on her shoulders. He pushed himself upward, using her body to propel himself into the air, his feet landing on another pair of shoulders, this time those of some sexy guy. He continued in this manner, making his way toward the stage and quickly bounding from person to person so fast they didn't even have time to ask him for an autograph, though it wouldn't have been necessary because he was actually giving them autographs while somersaulting! I hadn't previously noticed that he had affixed Sharpies to his hands and feet before this amazing feat of acrobatics, which he was now using to sign their conveniently-placed blank white baseball caps (a Phil Collins concert standard, I later came to learn in my studies and travels). Paradoxically, I thought to myself, the signatures provided by his feet seemed to have even better penmanship than those from his hands. Truly, this was a man with no equal.
With a final leap and a bound, JT planted his feet firmly on the stage, standing mere feet from Phil Collins. The musician was too deeply engrossed in his playing to notice the other musician (Justin Timberlake), and his Trendy™-brand Earplugs ensured that he also took no notice of the damage he was causing to the audience. The piercing soundwaves were violently shaking the stage and surrounding equipment, shattering nearby water glasses and eyeglasses and monocles. Justin stood his ground. Despite the din, I thought I could overhear him softly muttering something, possibly some kind of ancient incantation, but of course Phil Collins' music drowned out all other sounds, so maybe not? Regardless, the deadly soundwaves curved around The Justin like water in a stream (I don't know how I'm supposed to see the soundwaves doing that, just take my word for it okay? Maybe Professor JacMake calculated it with his doctorate or something lol).
"Collins!" Justin shouted, and with the newfound gap in sound his voice boomed loudly enough for everyone at Shoreline to hear as clearly as if he were standing next to them, and also Phil Collins' earplugs fell out, "Cease this now! Do you not see the damage you deliver upon your very followers?"
"I must get to the bottom of this before the entire fabric of space and time unravels!"
"Oh no! It's already happened!"
(Thought it'd be a nice twist!)
QFT. It was a good thread too. I was even going to make a compelling entry. But, no, it had to get fucked up.
"Wow, the universe is really going insane," said Justin to himself.
"Guys, I'm not sure what's going on here, I have a guess but there's no way of te-"
A bright flash to our right interrupted Justin. We turned away from the blinding light. When we looked back a familiar figure was standing before us. It was another Justin, exactly the same as our Justin except he was wearing a top hat.
"Justin!" The newly arrived JT cried. "I have come from 3 hours in the future! In my time, the world is horribly messed up and the Earth's only hope is this time traveling top hat and your mad jack-of-all-trade skillz! You must take this hat, I have already set it to the correct date that you must travel to in order to fix this crisis!"
The Professor and I glanced at each other. this was all hard to swallow, but why would JT lie to us? Our time's Justin on the other hand, seemed to understand instantly, he grabbed the hat and placed it on his own head, preparing to embark on the adventure of a life time.
"Don't worry, I'll fix this problem." our JT said. "But only if you two are coming with me." He glanced at the Professor and I, "After all, how could I do anything without my friends."
I rushed over to Justin's side, JacMake followed soon after. A glow enveloped us all as the hat charged up.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. "Future Justin. Why couldn't you have just gone back and fixed it?"
"I need you two." he replied. "And..." Tears began forming in his eyes, as he stuttered through the words. "I'm sorry"
With that, the hat activated and sent us hurtling through time and space.
JT uses his quick reflexes and amazing physique to hop back to his feet and throw his jacket to a random screaming girl in one move; she proceeds to faint as JT gives her his trademarked Sexy-Smile-and-Eyebrow-Raise. This, while incredibly graceful and beautiful to witness, effectively rendered her useless in determining what time we had leapt to. A rather strange looking mage with a box for a head appears, holding an odd colored blinking light thing that makes funny beeping noises in one hand, and a cigar in the other.
"Hello there, gentlemen. I suppose you're wondering what's going on. I am Geoko, box-mage-of-the-future. I am not really here, merely represented in this time by a hologram, which only you will be able to see."
JT, unable to contain his excitement, does a dance move worthy of the gods and indescribable in words.
Geoko is awe struck, and remains silent for a moment out of respect for true magic before continuing. "My friend ziggy here," -he points at the blinking light thing- "predicts at 75% probability that you are here to prevent someone from sending sexy away. Who, you will have to find out."
JT looks to the prof and I before proclaiming, "Alright, guys, let's go make sure sexy stays back!"
High fives are had all around, when .... -
[the next scene is written like a play so it can be acted out, acting cues will be in italics]
Justin, JacMake and I enter the fabulous Mariott Hotel, thr stand in the lobby scoping this out.
JacMake: Oh, hey, they have an arcade here!
I look on in awe
Me: such great service for such a low price!
Justin, getting straight to business, although thouroughly impressed by the Mariott establishment, starts to scan the lobby for fine lady to bring sexy back with, finding one, he calls out to her.
JT: Excuse me, fine lady! I need you to help me bring sexy back!
The fine lady, although a tad shocked by Justin's presence(most people are), she was a very fine lady however, and soon regains her compusre
FL: Justin I would be honored, you truly are a god among men!
A Camera and sound crew enter the mariott and a new version of Sexy Back is shot right there, JT fans the world over go mad for this video, Justin acts and directs the whole thing simultaneously.
Suddenly, we saw Sexy running screaming through the room, a man chasing after him. Then, all of a sudden, an anvil fell on ...
//i'm guessing it's "Fine Lady", or perhaps "Fit Lady" for you brits.
"Uhh... maybe sexy's somewhere else..." The professor stammered.