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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:07:10 GMT -5
the horde of republican zombies began to shamble towards the shining glimmer of the Brass Legends. They began to moan once more.
"...BRAAAINS....."
"BRAINS!!!"
"...NEED.....BRAINS..."
"......I NEED A TAX CUT......."
"......WE NEED TO KILL SOME TOWEL HEADS..........."
"....BRAINS....."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:07:21 GMT -5
Narrator left Leon's presence momentarily. He saw the need for one of his signature moves, already used once to splode ranks of zombies.
NAGASAKI BODY SLAM
About half of the zombie horde was obliterated, and the radiation cooked still more to a nice toasty brown. He then used his jetpack to rejoin Leon in Super Land.
"I don't like zombies," Narrator explained.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:07:33 GMT -5
the nuclear blast only helped to make the zombies stronger.
"WE NEED MORE OF THOSE....."
"WHAT? NUKES?"
"OR DYNAMIC LEADER SHIP...."
"BRAINS........"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:07:43 GMT -5
Zais strode through an underground cavern glanceing around at all the figures. A giant black pyramid stood in the center of the room, surrounded by thousands of skeletal figures. They didn't seem to be alive, but Zais tried to avoid them anyway. He walked over to an ancient coffin on the other side of the room. Cracks ran all up and down the top and sides, as if something was trying to get out.
"Good. It won't be long now." Zais spoke quietly. "Those fools up there don't even know how much damage they do everytime they unleash their strange powers. They will be this world's downfall, as soon as THEY awaken." Zais glances back at the rows of skeletal figures. "Well, I suppose I should rejoin Leon now. There is no telling what might happen next." he gave a cruel smirk. "It's almost funny. I have barely had to do anything to get these fools to do something cataclysmic. Especially those Brass Lords. Their awakening will surely cause the proccess to speed up." Zais turned sharply. He waved his hand and a portal of darjness appeared. He stepped through and dissapeared. A single word echoed through the darkness as he left.
"Soon."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:07:58 GMT -5
"Your Highness," a guard said, kneeling before Queen Lauren in the cabin of her flagship. "We have spotted Groovy Land and will be arriving momentarily."
"Thank you," the Queen said. Now they would see what the infamous Science Guy could do. *random SRN sailor's head asplodes*
A few minutes later, the Lauren ran aground on Groovy Land. The Queen remained in her throne in the Captain's quarters, while Commodore Estdyn led his men ashore. He looked around. The psychedelic colors dazzled him, and he struggled to avoid asploding. He had heard of Groovy Land and its funky properties, but had thought it to be merely legend. He decided not to take any chances.
"Troops!" he shouted. "Prepare yourselves! This is the stuff of legend! Who knows what may await us in Groovy Land? But now is the time to defend yourselves! Prepare your minds as if the stories were true! Guard your eyes and ears: do not let the psychedelic images or scientific words discourage or immobilize you! Arm yourselves for anything!" With that, the SRN marched into Groovy Land toward the Tower of Science (despite Estdyn's warning, several soldiers' heads asploded).
They arrived at the Tower, and Derp-bot answered the door. Not knowing Derp-bot was not one of Bill Nye's many experiments, several soldiers' heads asploded at the thought of a working robot.
"Derp derp derp derp?" the little robot asked.
"Take us to your leader," Estdyn ordered. "Take us to Bill Nye." *another soldier's head asplodes, and about five more asplode as they enter the Tower*
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:08:11 GMT -5
Cha Cha struggled to break free from the thorns, but couldn't move. The thorns were too strong. Then he remembered something. He reached into his pocket and pulled something out. It was his Soul Patch. He closed his eyes and pictured Sarah in his mind. The Soul Patch began to glow, and suddenly, Cha Cha was gone.
Or was he?
He had simply turned into a being quite similar to a ghost. He phased through the thorns and stood behind Cavalniver, unharmed. Looking for a weapon, Cha Cha jumped and grabbed the largest branch he could reach. The branch snapped, and he quickly used his magical mouthpiece to blow away the parts of the branch that he didn't need. Soon, all that was left of the branch was a sturdy staff with a sharp tip. Not a spear. Just a sharp staff. On the other end of the staff, there was a small hole that made the handle look like a doughnut. He tied his Soul Patch through this hole, and the staff was transformed. No longer was it a simple, makeshift wooden staff. Now it was a strong, magical Brazen Staff. Dropping his invisibility, Cha Cha turned to Cavalniver.
"Let him go!!" he yelled, taking a position in front of Sarah to protect her.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:08:26 GMT -5
Narrator gagged again.
"LOVE STORIES SUCK AND I WILL RUIN THIS ONE."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:08:28 GMT -5
Zento, regaining consiousness on the other side of the tree he had been hiding behind, felt sick when he saw that. If he ever saw PFG again, he would puke. Preferably in someone's direction... A trombone player, perhaps? He looked back at the others, and saw... himself? No, this guy was different. He had extremely shapr teeth, and his pants looked like they had seen too many battles. His jacket was gone too. So who was this guy?
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Otoza Andrarl looked around. He was in a clearing, with some other people. He grunted. He hated other people. He decided now. He would kill all of them.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:08:52 GMT -5
Zais looked around. Apparently he had nothing to do since Leon has yet to advance the plot.....soooo he decided to continue his experiment. He pulled out a bowl of Rice Crispy cereal and stared at it intently. "Tell me your secrets!!" he screamed to the world.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:09:06 GMT -5
The spell, after temporarily affecting Taenas, was reflected off of his shining armor. He used his the magic of his crimson cape to transport himself to where his sword was, grasping it tightly.
"I won't fall to the likes of you." Taenas said shortly. His fire dragon ran toward Phantom and began swiping at him with his claws. Taenas proceeded to attack the others with Sindios.
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The cloud everyone was on magically disappeared. And by magical I mean it can be explained by the following scenario...
"So, they are standing on a cloud? That should not be possible. I don't appreciate the trampling of physics." said Raphael. With his left hand slightly above the Wind Orb, a beam of light came and hit the cloud, causing it to turn into liquid liquid rather than solid liquid. After they resumed falling, the Falcon Troops that Raphael had not dismissed came attacking them.
"By order of Lord Raphael, you all are under arrest for trespassing upon Super Land's air. We have no wish to fight, but if you resist we have been told to use force." said the leader of the Falcon Troops. He had navy blue wings and while his claws were very short, his muscles and fists were massive. He had in his holster a weapon that could emit a powerful pulse of wind.
"More falling? Ah, what a bother. Well, I don't really want to be arrested again..." said Leon as his mind was flooded with memories of Special Land and the ugleh queen. "But I don't want to fight either. What course of action shall we take?" Leon asked the group. He sheathed Masamune to avoid looking like a murderer, but it's magical properties caused the blood from the previous battle to disappear.
"If they do not apprehend these troops I fear that I may have to fight them myself." Raphael rose and entered a secret room behind his chair. Staring at a large golden wall, he merely said "Give me strength."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:09:17 GMT -5
Zais popped up next to Leon randomly. "Oh there you all are. I had a....problem with a few vengful spirits and a bowl of rice crispy cereal. So what did I miss?" he asked with a nonchalant expression. Then he realized that once again, he was falling and this time, there were enemies.
"Ah....well then." he said. He looked over at Leon. "So, can I kill them?"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:09:32 GMT -5
Narrator, because he was dressed like Johnny Appleseed, pulled a full-grown apple tree out of his pocket.
"GET A LOAD OF THIS."
Narrator chucked the tree, hitting the Falcon Troops and effectively pulverising them. They then desintigrated in the attempt to comprehend how someone pulled an entire tree out of their pocket. Narrator then proceeded to BLOW YOUR MIND.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:09:45 GMT -5
Zais blinked as he watched Narrator....do his thing. "Uhh wow." he said uncaringly but inside he was debating. 'He could be a problem in the future......ok he WILL be very BIG problem in the future. Whatever I'll deal with that when the time comes.'
Zais frowned. "Aww I wanted to kill them." he said with a slight manic edge to his voice. Suddenly ten more Falcon troops dropped out of nowhere to attack.
"That will work." Zais said happily.
"To Sumbolaion Diakonçtô Moi, o Turanne Phlogos! Epigençthçtô, Phlox Katharseôs, Rhomphaia Phloginç! Rheusantôn Pur kai Theion, ha Epephlegon Sodoma, Hamartôlous, Eis Choun Thanatou! Ourania Phlogôsis!"
with that a super giant WAVE of fire shot out and fried the Falcons before they even had a chance to shit themselves. Zais gave a satisfied smirk and turned back to the group, who were looking at him oddly.
"What?"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:10:04 GMT -5
Narrator was too busy doing a victory dance in the sky to notice.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:10:13 GMT -5
Vincent and Kayne busy thinking about becoming Brass Lords to notice they should be falling.
"A Watsrobe huh? Well I guess we can trust you. I accept." Kayne announced.
Vincent who knew Cha Cha and the Watsrobe family knew there was not a Mykal in there. Though Mykal did say something about the future.
"I accept also." Vincent murmured.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:10:26 GMT -5
"Excellent!" Mykal exclaimed. "The Brass Lords will be very pleased to know we have two new Trombone Lords. We have been short a few Trombones lately. And now..." He performed a similar ceremony to Lacquer's, crossing his Trumpet and his Sword over, first Kayne's, then Vincent's, head. "Kayne and Vincent, by the powers of Truth and Musicality, I hereby name you Sirs Kayne and Vincent, the Trombone Lords!" The Brass Lord emblem glowed brightly on the backs of the new Brass Lords' right hands.
"Congratulations!" Mykal said. "Welcome to the Band!"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:10:39 GMT -5
Having successfully recruited three new Brass Lords, Mykal now turned to the Falcon Troops. Raising his Trumpet to his lips, he blasted a Supersonic C, seeing no need to use Trumpet Suicide C again, at the moment. A loud sonic boom erupted from Mykal's bell, the sound waves cutting through the Falcon Troops. With their hawk ears, their enhanced hearing caused the Supersonic C to have double the effect on the Falcon Troops. The Falcon Troops screeched in pain, covering their ears and falling to the ground. Being very similar in appearance to Falco Lombardi, the Falcon Troops were fast-fallers and fell twice as fast as the others, who were still falling at 9.8m/s2. Lacquer, Mykal, Jacob Throop, and the Brass Lords, being Brass Lords, simply hovered, but they felt the need to fall with the others in order to stay with them. They were capable of stopping their fall at any time.
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Phantom, once again demonstrating his agility, jumped on top of the black fire dragon's back. He pointed Strad at the dragon's head and shouted, "Fermata!" The beast suddenly stopped moving, held suspended in time, while the rest of the world continued to move around it. He jumped from the dragon's back and pointed his staff straight down at the floor. "D.C. al Coda!" The floor seemed to open up. But they didn't fall. The floor had become a window. A window into the Veral Dimension. Unfortunately, with the destruction of the Null Void, not only had the souls of the trapped been released, but so had the Veral Dimension. Now the stakes were raised: whoever fell to the other would be trapped within the Veral Dimension forever.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:10:50 GMT -5
While they were falling, one of the Brass Lords, a Trumpet Lord, fell near Mykal. (technically, since theres of a bunch of 'em- this is just some generic guy who I wanted to use, not a major character belonging to Mykal kthxbai) "Hey," He began, "I appriciate you training me to be able to use my trumpet as a weapon, but this would be faster if I just used my sword, and they're pretty much dead anyway. Can I go have some fun?"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:11:02 GMT -5
Zais sighed in exasperation as he watched the Brass Lords fight (I dont know WHAT u r fighting all the falcon troops r already dead lol)
"Late to the fight as usual." Zais muttered. "Still, that attack WAS impressive. I wonder if..." Zais closed his eyes and concentrated. He could sense them, moving beneath the ground.
"Yes, that has stirred them up a bit. hehehe" he chuckled sinisterly. "Fools, just don't know how close you are. That screetch was enough to wake the dead" Zais chuckled at his own joke, glancing down at the ground.
"Wont be long now."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 3, 2011 23:13:43 GMT -5
You never said you fried all of the Falcons, so there were still some for me to kill.)
"Watcha talkin' bout? Ah killed dem Falcons! Ah ain't nevah no lateman!" Mykal said, unaware that he had slipped into the best possible worst possible stereotypical black person accent imitation (by substitution, that means the best possible Mrs. Beetschen imitation) He proceeded to fire another Supersonic C at Zais. "Fry that!"
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