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Post by Mizagium on May 20, 2013 0:14:58 GMT -5
GOLDBEZ COULD NOT BE CONTAINED BY THE MIRROR SHIELD FOR TOO LONG, HOWEVER. WHILE HE WAS TRAPPED INSIDE WITH CALE, HE LOOKED OUT AND, BECAUSE IT WAS STILL A MIRROR, SAW A REFLECTION OF HIMSELF IN THE REAL WORLD. CAPTIVATED BY HIS OWN BEAUTY, HE BECAME ENTRANCED, EDGING CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THE BARRIER.
"OH HO THERE, SEXY MAN," HE CALLED TO HIMSELF. "WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?"
"OFF TO FIGHT SOME CULTISTS, YOU," HE ANSWERED.
"REALLY, NOW?"
"YEAH BOI. YOU AND THAT DANCELESS KID THERE ARE BEING MODERATELY KIDNAPPED."
"HEY. WHOA. CALE EFRUN IS NOT DANCELESS. WHILE HIS DANCE MY BE INFERIOR TO MINE, LET IT BE KNOWN THAT IT IS, IN FACT, SUPERIOR TO MOST MORTALS."
BOTH GOLDBEZ AND HIS REFLECTION TURNED TO FACE CALE. "CALE EFRUN, WE HERE GATHERED TODAY DO DUB YOU AS JUNIOR APPRENTICE OF THE DANCE. WE OF COURSE," GOLDBEZ MOTIONED TO HIMSELF AND HIS REFLECTION, "ARE THE LORDS OF THE DANCE." GOLDBEZ CLAPPED CALE ON THE SHOULDER. "I'M SURE YOU'RE HONORED."
"NOW," SAID THE REFLECTION, "IT'S TIME TO ESCAPE. LOOK DEEP INTO MY EYES, GOLDBEZ."
AND GOLDBEZ DID. HE AND THE REFLECTION STARED EACH OTHER DOWN. WERE IT A NORMAL MIRROR, IT WOULD HAVE CRACKED AND CREATED A SWIRLING VORTEX TO NOWHERESVILLE--POPULATION: YOU, BRO. INSTEAD, GOLDBEZ'S FORM BEGAN TO QUIVER AND BECOME MORE TRANSLUSCENT, WHILE THE REFLECTION'S DID JUST THE OPPOSITE. IN A FEW MOMENTS, GOLDBEZ AND HIS REFLECTION HAD COMPLETELY SWITCHED SIDES. NOW GOLDBEZ WAS IN THE REAL WORLD.
"DO THAT, CALE. DO WHAT I JUST DID! JUNIOR APPRENTICE OF THE DANCE CAN DO THINGS LIKE THAT!"
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Post by Calefrun on May 20, 2013 0:55:08 GMT -5
And so Cale did. When he switched sides with his reflection, he reverted back to his normal form. "Huh..." he said, "Wait, what just happened?"
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Post by Mizagium on May 23, 2013 1:03:40 GMT -5
After several minutes of tearing through Sarah’s wardrobe (and I mean TEARING) Stella finally had composed a dress made from the tattered remains of Sarah’s brief stint as ruler of Really Cool Land. She donned it, looking like something a poor teenager makes for prom in order to get a scholarship later for college. It doesn’t make the prom any less shitty, but hey, at least you got some money, right?
“Heeeeey…” she said to no one in particular. “I don’t hear Shiny2 breaking things anymore or other guy’s heart beating.” She dashed out of Sarah’s bedroom, acting very ninja-like, sneaking around corners and hiding on chandeliers. She even assassinated a few guards and a maid for good measure. But having combed the whole palace, she found no trace of the majority of her party.
“The game is afoot!” She summoned her UFO, jumped on it, produced a cattle prod and shouted, “Mush!” The UFO sped off, using it’s plot detector, it flew at 88 VPM at quickly caught up to the group in the Great Southern Forest, fighting cultists and escaping magic mirrors. The usual. “Found you!” Everyone could see the realization slowly dawn on her. “Waaaaait a minute. You guys left me, didn’t you?”
Bypassing everyone else, she went right up to Cale and pressed her face against his. “I don’t mind playing hide and seek, other guy, but don’t ever leave me behind again, ok?” She patted his cheek with one hand, smiling and not blinking, while swinging the cattle prod with the other.
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Post by Calefrun on May 23, 2013 1:22:09 GMT -5
Confused and a little terrified, Cale was only able to utter, "I... um.... okay." Awkwardly looking away he added, "So.... fighting cultists or something, right?"
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Post by Sariel of Tevet on May 23, 2013 14:19:03 GMT -5
Professor Calamitous looked up from his work, he was casually strolling through the battle ground and dematerializing dead/dyingn cultists into his science shooter because people were now his preferred ammunition, and directed his attention at Cale and Stella.
"Yes, fighting cultists or something. I am glad you two have decided to join us. So if you wouldn't mind.....SHOOT THEM DAMN CULTISTS ALREADY."
More and more cultists were beginning to swarm the area.
"Oh and, you may want to help out a small portion of Team Zais, I think they may be unconscious or something."
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Post by Mizagium on May 23, 2013 17:57:34 GMT -5
Once her joy-rage at Cale had passed, Stella turned away from him. "Yeahhhhhh, I dunno, other guy. I think Princess Lady said something about that, but I was too busy making a princess dress. See?" She indicated the tattered-fabric-and-duct-tape dress that was awkwardly draped around her body. To complete the image, she had fashioned a tiara out of clothes hangers and kitchen utensils.
"I'm a motherfizzing princess, yo!" She thrust her arms up in excitement, accidentally tossing the cattle prod, which flew in a wide arc and landed in a cultist's face, sending him to the ground.
"Oh right! Go go, Team Friendship! Assemble!" She struck a pose worthy of the Power Rangers of the Ginyu Force, one arm across her heart and the other straight up in the air.
GOLDBEZ SLID INTO VIEW, TAKING HIS PLACE TO HER RIGHT AND SLIGHTLY BEHIND, ARMS EXTENDED IN NINJA-NINJA CHOP MODE. "LORDS OF THE DANCE, REPORTING IN!"
They waited for the remaining members of Team Friendship to join them.
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Elsewhere, in her underground fortress, Lalondas Raymar viewed the recent developments through the Eye of Xavian. "Who are these fools?" she mused to no one in particular.
Servants of the Pretender King and Queen's daughter, a voice hissed in her head. They have come to eliminate you...
Lalondas paced the chamber, dismissing the visions. "I had hoped for more time to solidify my grip on the land from the Pretender Princess, but perhaps now is the right time to announce my presence to the world."
If they are here, then your presence is already known. But your identity is unknown. They do not know they are fighting an organized army. Let them think they are safe for now.
She bowed her head, even though her master could not see. "As you say, my master. I will send-"
NO! They come seeking a Scroll of Science, not our goal. Let them pass and we may have enough time...
"Very well..." She waited until the Eye shut before summoning her servant. "Pathos. Tell Giana to go meet our intruders. Have her make their stay...unpleasant."
"As you say, my lady," her servant bowed, and vanished.
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Post by Calefrun on May 23, 2013 18:24:29 GMT -5
Cale sighed. "Do I haaaave to?" Already knowing the answer to his question, he reluctantly stepped behind Stella and to her left, mirroring GOLDBEZ's pose.
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Post by Monika on May 23, 2013 18:34:44 GMT -5
Chancellor Awesome trapped some cultists in his shield.
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Post by Myrdraxxis on May 23, 2013 18:49:17 GMT -5
Azzi was suddenly at Stella's side, assuming the Team Friendship pose...with a cultist still headlocked under one arm and gasping for breath.
"As much fun as this is..." Sindri yelled, sending another flurry of shadow magic bolts at the enemy, "A little actual help would be appreciated!"
He noticed that two of Havoc Squad, Corr and Vin, had wrestled a cultist to the ground and were restraining him. Good. They wanted to do some interrogation later.
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Post by Mizagium on May 23, 2013 20:18:37 GMT -5
Stella looked around, slightly disappointed. "Well, good enough. Team Friendship, blast off at the speed of fizz! Surrender now 'cause you're not getting out!" She rushed into the fray. Apparently, that was the signal to attack, but she never told anyone. Katana drawn, she pounced on the nearest figure. She didn't use her sword, however, she merely gripped his neck between her thighs.
"Gravity Well Sumo Drop!" Then, somehow, she did a backflip, taking the cultist with her, and slamming him to the ground, full frontal. Some of his ribs might have cracked. She completed the flip, doing a 360, before landing on his back, driving him farther into the ground.
"Now make a snow angel!" She shouted at the cultist. He responded with a few muffled words of protest. "I said. Make. A. Snow. Angel." The cattle prod somehow made it back into her hand and she drove it home into the cultist's backside.
Muffled protests became muffled sobs and he began to move his legs and arms, slowly carving out an angelic figure in the semi-hard ground. All the while, Stella river-danced on his back, humming 'Fifteen Men on a Dead Man's Chest'.
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Post by Calefrun on May 24, 2013 18:19:19 GMT -5
Following Stella's lead, Cale leaped into the battle. He ran forward in a straight line, cutting down any cultists that he could reach with his swords. While he knew that this probably wasn't the most efficient strategy, he figured that it didn't really matter as long as he was killing the bad guys. He did feel a bit of remorse, as he had never killed other human beings before, but he just kept telling himself that his actions were justified. After all, it doesn't get much more justifiable than killing cultists to help a princess out, right?
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Post by Myrdraxxis on May 24, 2013 18:27:25 GMT -5
Sindri couldn't help but grin as he blew away another cultist who let out a rather girly shriek as they were consumed by shadow magic. He didn't get to let loose as much these days and this battle truly exemplified all that he loved in a mindless slaughter.
The cries of terror, the blood in the air, bodies of dead cultists littered around their tents and campfires, many vainly trying to use their backpacks and acoustic guitars as shields-
Wait a minute.
Sindri stopped and actually looked at the cultist he was frying. There was a distinct lack of the typical cultist attire such as black robes or a shaved head and body tattoos. In fact, this person was garbed in bright colors and had hair that almost reached his lower back. This man looked more like a hippie than a cultist.
"Uh guys." Sindri said. "GUYS!" Team Zais paused in their slaughter.
"I....I don't think these are the cultists."
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Post by Sariel of Tevet on May 24, 2013 18:38:17 GMT -5
Professor Calamitous wandered about the campsite looking at the devastation that the group had caused. The mindless slaughter, the innocence, the marshmallows (which he picked up and put under his top hat for later), there was even a kitten in the mix somehow. He walked up to a rather large middle aged man whose eyes were already rolled back in his head. The fat oaf was wearing a flowery silk button up shirt, shorts, and sandals.
"How did we not see this? Really?" He let out a sigh and kicked the guy with the tip of his exoskeleton foot. "Guess we should clean up so the princess doesn't find out."
So he casually began to use his science shooter as a vacuum and began to dematerialize the crime scene, camping equipment and all.
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Post by Calefrun on May 26, 2013 13:26:10 GMT -5
Cale stopped in his tracks, and just stood still as the pacifistic blood dripped from his swords. Eventually he said, "Well... hippies and cultists are basically the same thing anyway, right?"
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Post by Mizagium on May 26, 2013 16:30:50 GMT -5
GOLDBEZ PAUSED IN THE MIDDLE OF FLEXING SEVERAL HIPPIES/CULTISTS OUT OF EXISTENCE. "OH, WHOOPS DAWGS. MY BAD." HE STOPPED WHAT IT WAS HE WAS DOING AND SWAGGERED AWAY, CAUSING THUNDERCLAPS WITH EACH HIP SWING.
The partially erases hippies looked around. They were all missing various regions of their body, a spot here, and blotch there. Even parts of their faces. But they could still move and more or less function. They (two girls and a guy) just sort of shrugged and then jumped between worlds to explore the multiverse.
AND THAT'S HOW CAR'RION WERE MADE.
Once Stella was satisfied at her forced dirt-angel, she once again grabbed the man around the collar, an flung him into the distance. "Let that be a lesson to you, dirty hippie: It's bad to be a dirty hippie, mmkay?"
Then she pranced up to Cale, Goldbez and the others. "Well, I think we solved the Communist infestation. Where's the Sock of Sentiment?"
"SCROLL OF SCIENCE."
"I don't care. Did you find it, other guy?" She edged closer (still swinging the cattle prod, by the way). "Did you? Did you? Didyou? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Huh? Didja? Didja? Didja? Didja?"
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Post by Calefrun on May 27, 2013 0:44:48 GMT -5
Cale shrugged. "The fiz if I know. Me and Shiny2 were stuck in a mirror thingy that Shiny trapped us in cuz we were having a dance party so he carried us aaaaall the way here so we could fight the dirty commie hippies." He blinked. "OH GOD WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME. I REFUSE TO LET MYSELF BECOME... THIS."
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Post by Mizagium on May 29, 2013 0:24:54 GMT -5
"YAY!" Stella hugged Cale. "Now other guy can be Stella2 or other Stella! Now I have someone to talk to about boys and clothes and ninja stuff!" She kept hugging Cale. A little too long. Uncomfortably long. For everyone.
GOLDBEZ COUGHED UNCOMFORTABLY AND CREATED MORE CAR'RION
"Mmmmm suddenly other guy is much more attractive."
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Post by Monika on May 29, 2013 0:39:02 GMT -5
Chancellor Awesome exhaled an audible sigh of relief (preceded by any number of shocked, disgusted screams), pleased that he hadn't actually killed any so-called cultists. "Well, this is just getting better by the hour, isn't it?" Quickly, he imprisoned the rest of the surviving cultists inside his shield and said to them "I'll get you all mentally and physically healed up as soon as possible. With any luck, none of you will remember a thing about what just happened. In return for your trouble, I'll be taking you to Awesome Land for our festival once I'm through with this mission." He then paused a moment and considered what he just said. Is a trip to Awesome Land an actual reward by anyone's standards? he thought.
"Ahem. Perhaps we should all attempt to find the real cultists, hmm? I'll work out a suitable punishment for you with Her Royal Majesty, Princess Sarah, and Her Imperial Majesty, Empress Aurora at a later date."
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Post by Calefrun on May 29, 2013 0:44:09 GMT -5
"Errr... thanks?" Cale shifted uncomfortably in the hug, hoping he could devise a way to avoid such awkwardly long hugs in the future. "Of course, in the past I've generally been partial to blondes... and sanity." He paused. "But then again we could TOTALLY talk about all that stuff and be bestest friends for ever and ever and be the best crime-fighting superhero team of all time!" He nearly cried. Why couldn't he stop this?
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Post by Sariel of Tevet on May 29, 2013 21:23:12 GMT -5
Professor Calamitous finished cleaning up all the camping gear and dead bodies and took a minute to wonder why Cale was getting a terrifying ninja hug, but he supposed it was better than a death hug and pushed it out of his mind altogether.
"Punishment...eh I suppose. But you have to say, this is the cleanest crime scene that you have ever seen."
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