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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:36:17 GMT -5
"What's this I hear about a Jazz Band?" Lacquer said. "I LOVE Jazz! Can I join your Jazz Squad? I can play Bass Trombone along with Vincent, here. (He normally plays Tuba, but can also play Bass Trombone for Jazz stuff.)
"Jazz has always been in my blood," Rowlek said. "I grew up with Jazz. My father actually came from Groovy Land. He used to play Drums in the weekly Groovy Jazz Assembly. lolz He rawk'd! I can play Trumpet or Drums. Whatever you need. Just as long as I get to join."
"I'll join too, if it's the only way to prevent the War," Xero replied.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:36:27 GMT -5
Cha Cha, having learned the art of Ignorance, kept walking in silence for ten minutes. Then he stopped and looked at Zento.
"What?" he said obliviously, then continued walking, leaving Zento in his tracks, staring in awe, C-ing WUT HE JUST DID THAR.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:36:35 GMT -5
"PENGIS." If he had any idea where they were going, Zento could control himself- but just following Cha Cha around... he remembered the days when he tried to follow Cha Cha but got randomly teleported places to fight random people. Then there was the time he followed Cha Cha to Dark Hole Headquarters... (still waiting for that to happen  ) He pulled out his trumpet (out of nowhere zomg) and began to play Fire of Eternal Glory because he didn't know the notes for the Canon. |
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:36:45 GMT -5
Suddenly, hearing their motto, the Phantom Regiment took up the tune, playing FoEG along with Zento. The notes resonated throughout the Eastern Mountains, echoing back to the Brass (and one Woodwind) standing at the Gates. The Mountains shook with the fire of eternal glory (not the song lol) and the Gates swung open.
Xero looked toward the kingdom, wondering if his father was still okay. Then he noticed a movement. The Phantom Regiment played their last resounding note, cutting off with the best resonance anyone had ever heard, as Cha Cha appeared on the path to the Gates. Grinning widely, Xero lifted his Trumpet to his lips and finished the song with a duet with his brother. The two Trumpets blended to sound as one as the last note faded away.
There was a great flash above the Mountains. The final note played by the entire Regiment seemed to have torn a hole in the fabric of space, creating a dimensional portal. Everyone looked up at the glowing, swirling tie-dye portal as something emerged from it. Something large. Something fat. Something burning with the fire of eternal glory. Something in fishnets!?
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:37:02 GMT -5
Zento gave up on trying to figure out the ever-changing setting and sat down to polish his sword. And his trumpet. At the same time. He's cool like that.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:37:13 GMT -5
(Vincent plays Tenor trombone(normal) Mass/Kayne plays Bass/Contra-bass/tenor lolz his main is Contra-bass)
Kayne(Mass) beamed at the sight of musicians carrying on the art of Jazz. Kayne then repeated the acceptance phrase and handed similar amulets to all of the new Jazz Band members.
"These Amulets aren't ordinary, each is now bound to you, it can lead you to our base, wherever we establish it. It can locate the other members and on the off chance it is stolen you will be able to find it no problem"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:37:22 GMT -5
"Fool!" Trebowski left his state of omnipotence, disgusted by Michael's ignorance. "How he will feel the pain!" Losing control of his rage, he fired a bolt of energy at the wall, leaving behind sheet music for the Overture to "Marriage of Figaro".
"Sir!" winced the Guard, witnessing Trebowski's wrath. "The Hidden Scale is almost at the Gathering sir, his weapon warmed up to perfection."
Trebowski was almost pleased, losing the Aura around his hand. "Really? Did he tune his high notes?"
"Not a single cent flat or sharp."
Trebowksi donned a wide grin. "Excellent. Any other information?"
"Nay, sir."
"You are dismissed."
"Aye! Hail Zanobi Trebowski, and the Alliance of Wooden Winds!"
Zanobi had already strolled to his throne, contemplating his next move. "The Hidden Scale, his skills are most impressive, but I foresee disappointment. He might rattle their spirits, but the job will not be as effective. Always do things yourselves. I really need some professionals around here." Reaching for the Interdimensional Phone Book, Zanobi strolled through pages, analyzing the ads. "Oooooh. The Guardians of the Coshetzkan Universe are advertising now!" Without hesitation he grabbed the phone, dialing the GCU Bounty Hunters.
"Hi, I'd like to hire two men, preferably those with experience in Woodwind instruments. Huh? Yea, any power level and cost. Ooooooh. A pair of brothers? Been here? No, this is Ausum Land, not Awesome Land. 2 Weeks? Done." With that the conversation ended, giving Zarobi much joy.
"Banned from a universe? How exciting!" The Ancient Tune reached a crescendo, making it audible to Zarobi. "Have fun now, you metallic monsters. In two weeks, hahahaha. O the irony! A new box of reeds coming in, the arrival of Stoltzman, and now mercenaries! When will the festivity end!"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:37:29 GMT -5
TJ looked up at the dimentional rift and exclaimed "wtf lol"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:37:24 GMT -5
"Who else would like to join the Jazz Band? WE GOTZ AMULETZ AND COOKIEZ AND KANDIEZ!" Kayne shouted.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:37:46 GMT -5
"DID SUMBUDDY SAY KANDIEZ?  " the grotesquely large Perverted Fat Guy said, bending over to stretch out his back, his undersized tube-top revealing things that should never be witnessed by mortal eyes. He tackled Kayne to the ground and demanded, "WHAR'S TEH KANDIEZ? " |
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:38:04 GMT -5
Zento pondered this for a moment. "Sounds good to me, but I hate Butt Crack Kandiez."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:38:21 GMT -5
Kayne shuddered again.
"So anyone want to join the Jazz Band?"
Vincent finally decided to pay attention, so he noticed that Cha Cha was standing there.
"Cha Cha! How's life been treating you? Its been awhile huh? Since Emotecon?"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:38:33 GMT -5
In response to Kayne's question, Zento replied, "Eh, why not. I've got nothin' better to do, and this seems to be where the action is."
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:38:43 GMT -5
Kayne looked towards Zento Calfrun and smiled. Yet another to join our cause, this may be a Jazz Band yet!
"Zento Calfrun the Trumpet, the Jazz Band accepts you into our group we recognize your skill and love of music." Kayne handed him a Amulet of the Jazz. He ten reexplained the Amulet and what it did.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:38:54 GMT -5
"Yeah," Cha Cha said. "Good times. Back with the Phantom Regiment. How have you been? Still with the Jazz Squad Bach?" (JS Bach lol)
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"And there we were, trapped in the Null Void," Phantom continued telling Mykal, who was obviously intrigued. "There was no escape. Lieutenant General Jacob Throop, Major Chris Oglesby, your Uncle Xero, and I were traveling together through the woods. Your mommy and daddy were both there, and so were some the Phantom Regiment, and Uncle Johnny, and some bad guys. Zento Calfrun, one of your daddy's old friends, was also there. Suddenly, the Artifacts of Wisdom went crazy! They joined together and a figure who called himself Mass appeared. Mass used ancient mind tricks on the Time Keeper and forced his mind out of RIDLEY, allowing Mass to take over RIDLEY's body. Awesome Land was released from the Null Void, and the Mambutoo O'Malleys began to head home. That's when we came out of the woods. Your mommy was in trouble and couldn't leave Awesome Land. She was still trapped in the Null Void. I took Strad, here," he stroked the staff at his side, and Mykal did the same, "and hit the ground with it! There was a flash of light, and she was free! Your daddy came to her rescue, and that's when they realized they loved each other. And now we all live happily ever after," he finished, even though he knew this wasn't true.
Mykal was beginning to fall asleep. His eyelids were drooping and he was wobbling on Phantom's knee. "Tell me another story, Grandpa."
"No, no, Mykal. I think it's time for you to go to bed." Mykal didn't protest. He simply stuck his thumb in his mouth, grabbing Phantom's hand in the other, and walked up the stairs to his room. Sarah was waiting, and she took Mykal and laid him in bed.
Phantom waited until she was done. Then he said, "Are you worried?"
"About what?" she asked.
"About Cha Cha? About the possible coming war? About Mykal?"
At this last question, Sarah jerked her head up. "Mykal? Why? Is something wrong?"
"No, no," Phantom assured her. "It was just a thought. Nevermind. He has surely inherited genes from both of you. Cha Cha's musical talent. Your looks. Cha Cha's strength. Your wisdom. And bravery from both of you. He's a fine boy, and I'm sure he will grow up to be a great ruler."
"What's his power level?" Mykal mumbled around his thumb. "It's over 9000!"
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:39:01 GMT -5
"I've been good the Instrument shop business has been going good too. Yes, in fact we just recruited these fine fellows here." Vincent avoided PFG with all his might.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:39:09 GMT -5
Zento stood up next to Vincent and waved at Cha Cha.
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:39:36 GMT -5
Cha Cha waved back at Zento, but noticed something strange. He saw the Perverted Fat Guy running around behind Zento, on fire again (lolz fire of eternal glory). He noticed something about the Perverted Fat Guy he had never noticed before. He wore a ring on his left hand. Engraved in the ring were the symbols "PFG+LS". Perverted Fat Guy and.....
Around the letters was a crown. And on PFG's torn, burning tube-top was the image of a blue dome. There was a purple S in the middle of the dome. Then Cha Cha burst out laughing.
Perverted Fat Guy was married to Queen Lauren Special of Special Land!!!!
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:40:29 GMT -5
Realizing this too, Zento barfed all over Vincent's shoes
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Post by Mizagium on Mar 10, 2011 21:40:41 GMT -5
"C-l-a-r-i-n-e-t. Bell, Joints, Barrel, and a lovely mouthpiece for me! Hmm, a 4 Reed will suffice." The figure hiding in a tuba statue adjusted his ligature every so slightly, applying the perfect amount of pressure to play. "I hope these metal fools weren't enjoying their days. Now, should I take Born to Hand Jive 2 or 3 octaves up?"
As countless citizens of Ausum Land strolled through for commerce, the Hidden Scale spoke into the collar of his jacket. "Zarobi, HS is position. Should I engage?"
"Bzzz. Of course. No need to wait."
"Aye sir."
"And HS?"
"Yes?"
"Use your Eb Key. You know how I hate out of tune altissimo notes."
"Aye sir. Well here goes nothing." The disguise exploded as the HS emerged, unleashing a volley of notes so high, so squeaky, only Ausumians with professional grade ear plugs could withstand the noise. It only took one phrase for the HS to vanish, yet the phrase repeated over and over and over again.
A random Flugelhorn player ran up to Michael screaming "Why is this happening! He stopped yet that noise continues!"
Michael sat in deep thought, realizing who the HS was. "Clayton. Only he is smart enough to surround Ausum Land in Echo Screens."
"Echo screens!?" The man could barely hear himself over the barrage of Gs and Es.
"They reflect sound. Surrounding a place could let that sound run forever, recharging the sound waves so they do not diminish. We are in serious s___. Let's roll." Michael whipped out his sax and played a beautiful improv solo, transforming his bari sax into a speeder bike, on which he sped into the distance.
*If Michael is being used, replace him with T.
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) He pulled out his trumpet (out of nowhere zomg) and began to play Fire of Eternal Glory because he didn't know the notes for the Canon. 
" the grotesquely large Perverted Fat Guy said, bending over to stretch out his back, his undersized tube-top revealing things that should never be witnessed by mortal eyes. He tackled Kayne to the ground and demanded, "WHAR'S TEH KANDIEZ?