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Leading to the Prologue By: ~Jeff [WAD-R HQ: Level B (Main Hall)] (Angel sits on a couch in the corner. Her feet on a coffee table. Fenrir can be heard through the floor still playing with those damn Starcraft action figures.) Angel: * Tears welled in her eyes. She looks at a picture of Jeffy, which is in her hands. * Why? Why did you leave me�You cant. (Akari pops in trough the elevator to Angel's left) Akari: You ok Angel? Angel: * Turning toward Akari, whipping her eyes * Yea, I guess Akari: They have the body Angel. He's at the funeral parlor. He's ready to go, except we need to choose a coffin and a suit for him. He would probably want you to do that? Angel: He loved us all as WAD-Rers. We were all close to Jeffy. But maybe you're right. I'll do that tomorrow. * Angel looks down to her feet * Akari: Well, you should go get some sleep angel. It's really late. Angel: * Nods * Thanks Akari Akari: * Smiles * No problem (Akari and Angel enter the elevator and disappear below) [The Meeting Room: WAD-R HQ] (Angel sits on the couch by the fireplace. The meeting door sudden opens and Jeffy walks in. Scared Angel covers her eyes for a second, then bringing them back down to her side. The fire place fire blazes, creating miss-shaped figures of shadow on the wall.) (Jeffy smiles and walks toward Angel, who is siting on the warm couches. Her pale face then grows a smile. She gets up and opens her arms. Angel and Jeffy clash in a warm hug. Unlike Jeffy, Angel (after hugging Jeffy for 3 seconds) backs away. His cold skin frightened her.) (Jeffy looks down. Then pasted Angel into the fireplace. The fiery glow shines in Jeffy's eyes. Angel runs her hands on Jeffy's face. There eyes looking into another. Jeffy then kisses Angel on her moist, warm lips, Angel kissing in return.) [Angel's Room: WAD-R HQ] (Angel arises on her bed. Sweat runs slowly down her face. Her fast paced breathing slows down. Her glistening eyes filled with tears, aims toward her floor. A few feet past her bed lay a bouquet of roses. Her eyes widen as she arises to examine the flowers. She picks up the flowers. Smelling their sweet scent, she reads the tag. " I'm in your dreams. I'm in your head. You remember me always, even when dead. I love you always and WAD-R forever. Jeffy PS. MAKE ME LOOK NICE FOR MY DARN FUNERAL. YOU ONLY GET ONE OF THOSE WHEN YOU'RE A DROW. IF IT WASN'T FOR THESE DAMN AD&D RESERECTION RESTRICTIONS, I WOULD BE THERE ALREADY. BUT THAT'S LIFE RIGHT. ANYWAY GOTTA JET. PEACE! (Angels smiles to herself, as she holds the flowers to her face, as if it was Jeffy.) NOW THE FUNERAL� Well� Once all my help comes together for this funeral it will be typed. Till then. I'll be working hard to think� ~Jeff | |||
========================================================= The Consequences of Meddling By:Faenix =========================================================
[WAD-R HQ, outside of the computer room]
(Sender looks up as Garr walks out of the computer room, grinning.)
Sender: Okay, what did you do? You're never this happy unless it involves someone else suffering.
Garr: (smiles wider) I got into F�nix's computer and changed the targets of all of his bookmarks to my favorite sites.
Sender: Wait...doesn't your "favorites" folder consist entirely of porn sites?
Garr: Yup. I figure it'll shut him up for a while. In fact, he should be logging on any...
F�nix (walking by): Hi Sender. Hi evil demonic vampire guy.
(After F�nix walks into the computer room, Garr starts ticking off his fingers.)
Garr: Five...four...three...
F�nix (from other room): AUGH!! EL DIABLO!!!
(F�nix runs panicked out of the computer room and grabs the phone, frantically flipping through the phone book. He finally finds what he wants and dials, then taps his foot impatiently)
F�nix: Hello? Yes, I need you to send someone over right away. I don't know! It's the big medieval castle thing. Yeah, that one. Okay, thanks, I'll get it ready. *click*
(F�nix slams the phone down and runs downstairs. Sender and Garr move towards the computer room, but are interrupted by F�nix running back upstairs with a closed grocery sack. He runs into the computer room and slams the door, putting a "Do not disturb" sign outside.)
Garr: See? I told you.
*Ding-dong*
"I got it!"
(F�nix runs out of the room and downstairs. Curious, Garr and Sender follow him. They see him open the front door to reveal a graying man in priestly robes.)
F�nix: Thank you for coming, Rent-a-Padre. This way please.
(He leads the Rent-a-Padre upstairs and past Garr and Sender, who are thoroughly confused. They look at each other, shrug, and go back upstairs, just in time to see the computer room door close most of the way. They sneak over and open the door just enough to peer in.)
(Inside, all the lights are off. The room is eerily lit by F�nix's computer, showing a Window's start-up screen. Small glowing candles surround the CPU and monitor, along with rosemaries, crosses, and other religious icons.)
Rent-a-Padre: (raises his hands and closes his eyes) By the Holy powers given me by the Priestly Night School, I command the unholy spirits in possession of this computer to leave! Begone, Satan!
(The Rent-a-Padre starts throwing holy water at the computer. After a while it starts sparking and smoking, and the monitor goes haywire.)
Rent-a-Padre: The spirit is angry, child, but the baptism by water is not enough.
F�nix: Out, unholy demons! Out of my computer!
Rent-a-Padre: I'm afraid that that is not enough, my son.
F�nix: (holds up a small box) How about this?
Rent-a-Padre: Ah, yes, that will do nicely. Where the baptism of water has failed, the baptism of fire shall succeed.
(F�nix places the box on top of the computer. A small LED display begins counting down. Sender suddenly realizes that anything involving F�nix and countdowns is a bad, bad thing.)
Sender: GET DOWN!
(He flings himself on top of Garr as pieces of charred metal and plastic fly over their heads. They cautiously look up to see F�nix and the Rent-a-Padre miraculously unharmed. They also see a scorch mark where the computer had been.)
F�nix: Thank you, Rent-a-Padre.
Rent-a-Padre: Anytime, my son. Anytime. Now, about my payment...
(The two walk out, oblivious to Garr and Sender staring after them.)
Sender: Are we the only sane people around here?
Garr: Well, at least we destroyed all his nutcase conspiracy theories.
Sender: I guess it was worth it...
F�nix (walking in): Hi guys! Man, those evil computer-possessing demons can be a pain. Good thing I have quintuple backups of everything. (walks into the computer room whistling)
Sender: (glares at Garr) Remind me to have Aries crush you sometime.
Garr: (frowns, then stalks off)
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Just Another Day in the Life of WAD-R�
By Sender (supreme writer and usually hyped up on sleep meds� ;-)
(before Jeffy's death)(dude, you know, off and dying makes it really annoying to try to make a funny story in all the somber atmosphere ;-) )
The cool autumn air rose from the streets. People clutched their coats tighter around their bodies, leaves fell to the ground, creating a scene that basically stereotyped and overused and typical of any modern movie. Wait� Let me start over�
It was cold. The wind blew until it was blue in the face. Then it inhaled. Wind was really confused. Awee� Crap� One more time.
Autumn: Trees, leaves, cool weather�. 'Nuff said.
The Jeep Wrangler passed through the veils of falling leaves, creating a trail in its wake. The engine had obviously been tuned up, and the body had been� improved to say the least. The engine died down as Sender pulled into the WAD-R headquarters. They hadn't gotten around to cleaning out all the dead bodies of the zombies and trick-or-treaters yet. Fenrir has mentioned to Garr that maybe they should hold on the bodies of the trick-or-treaters, and use them next year to ward off any potential new candy freeloaders. Sender shook his head. They should really get around to that� These bodies are starting to smell.
As he stepped into the main hall, he could hear voices in the kitchen. He could place their owners immediately.
A high-pitched excruciatingly annoying male voice was babbling on and on: "Come on Borg! Tell me what that thingy on your left arm does! Collective intelligence commie! Please?"
Sender rolled his eyes as Seth replied to Faenix's crazy psychobabble.
"Do you really want to know what this attachment does?"
"Yes!"
"You are totally sure now?"
Faenix sighed. "Yes!"
"Okay�" Seth looked down at his arm that was making Faenix and him bowls of soup. Faenix had not been allowed to touch kitchen appliances after he found out that things will explode when placed in a microwave. Seth touched the black metal protruding from his forearm. "Faenix, have you ever been abducted by aliens?"
"No, but I have heard enough stories�"
"Well, do you remember those legends of experiments done on humans?"
Sender smiled, so that's what he's leading him to�
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Two words: Anal. Probe."
Faenix was quiet. For the first time in� Funny, Sender couldn't remember when he had ever been quiet. It didn't last long.
"And you are touching food with that hand?"
"Yes."
"Use your other hand."
"Oh, you don't want me to do that�"
"Why not?"
"You really don't want to know�"
"Yes I do�"
"Okay�"
Sender chuckled and tuned them out at this. Seth could go on forever, and Faenix was so gullible. He walked up the stairs. He was immediately welcomed with the sound of Fenrir in a hot Internet game of Starcraft. Fenrir, of course, was talking to himself�
"Bwahahahahahaha. Stupid human pests! I will crush you with my mighty army! Fear me! Cower before me! Bow to my pet Bubbles!" At the announcement of its name, the baby hydralisk looked up at Fenrir. He continued: "I will beat your little troops just as I beat those stuuuupid newbies! Hey! Wait a minute! Wait! Stop! That's not fair! Foul! Wahhhhhh�. My beautiful forces� all gone�" At this point Fenrir began to babble and blather and cry all over the place.
Sender spoke up making some obscure inference between Fenrir's brain and an aluminum foil cap that Faenix wore everywhere he went. Fenrir leapt out of the station and attacked Sender. Sender sighed. Here we go again.
Ten minutes later, Jeffy and Angel walked up the stairs. Angel sighed. "They are at it again, Jeffy. Your turn or mine?"
Jeffy looked at the situation. Fenrir had pinned Sender against the wall with one arm, and was trying to bring several of his shards into use. Sender had pulled out his trusty thermonuclear laser pointer and had aimed it at Fenrir's pet Bubbles. Mumbled cries of "newbie," "geek," and "evil alien commie" floated around. Jeff turned to Angel: "Yours," and walked down the stairs.
Angel rolled her eyes and cleared her throat. "Fenrir? Sender?" They froze, still in the fighting pose. "Yes?" They asked simultaneously.
"Before I turn you both into cute fuzzy bunnies, Fenrir, I want to know one thing. 'Evil alien commie?'" She stared at them.
Fenrir shrugged. "Sorry, I've been hanging around Faenix too much."
Angel nodded. "Okay. Fenrir, put Sender down and retract those shards. Sender, there will be no thermonuclear laser pointer use in this building. We haven't finished the mortgage yet."
They immediately complied, not wishing to be turned into cute fuzzy bunnies. The last time they had been morphed, Garr found them and chased them across the estate.
"Yes mom." Fenrir muttered. He began to shrink and grow white fur. "Awwee come on Angel!"
"I heard that," was Angels reply. She walked down the stairs.
Fenrir was now a cute and fuzzy bunny. Sender bent down, picked him up, and began to mock him with phrases involving unmentionable words such as the dreaded 'precious,' the distasteful 'darling,' and the ever humiliating 'adorable.' Fenrir spoke up through a tiny, helium-filled voice. "I am so going to kill you."
Sender switched to a British accent and began to quote Monty Python and the Holy Grail. He had finished half of the evil bunny rabbit scene when Fenrir returned to his original Zerg frame with a 'poof' Sound. Sender found himself sitting on the ground with a very large creature in his lap. Fenrir immediately put his arms around Sender and began to rattle of his Christmas list in the voice of a 3-year old child. Garr walked in, eyed Fenrir in Sender's lap, turned and walked back out.
Angel and Akari wandered around, looking in each room of the complex. It was around three in the afternoon, and Jeffy and Garr were not to be found. Sender, Seth, and Fenrir were missing too, and nobody worried about Faenix. They had checked out the meeting room, and each guys quarters, but they were not there. They were in the staircase about to check out the tech center when a huge roar came out of the closed computer network. Akari and Angel looked at each other and shrugged, they had found the guys. The lab was pitch black, lit only by computer monitors glowing with a fluorescent light. Jeff, Sender and Seth were lined up on one side of the room, Fenrir, Faenix, and Garr on the other. Thanks to the mainly soundproof walls that had been built in after Faenix had blown part of the lab up exorcising porn demons, there was no sound until Angel opened the door.
"KILL! KILL! KILL!"
"Fear me evil alien commies! Damnit Seth, Stop the shotgun already! I'M dead already!"
"I t'will rip apart your insides and fornicate on the remains, kind sirs!"
"Sender stop killing me! Bubbles! Sic 'em!"
"Bwhahahahaaha!"
"Look at the pretty lights!"
"Resistance is futile! You will bow to my shotgun power!"
Akari and Angel sighed. So much for a romantic evening� They sat down and joined the games.
12 hours later they all came out� Eyes bloodshot, fingers cramped, and slightly glowing from the radiation. Sender looked around, "Well, that was fun� What do we do now?"
Fenrir shrugged. "Make fun of Faenix?"
Everyone nodded. "After we eat." Jeffy said.
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[WAD-R HQ: LEVEL C-TV Sector] (Fenrir sits alone. Lying on a love seat. The sound of Babalon 5 ring through the sector in booming sound.) Fenrir: I love this stereo setup.. (The channel sudden changes to a random Poke'Mon episode.) Fenrir: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! TV: PIKA PIKA!! PIKA--CHU! Fenrir: DOUBLE AHHHHH!! Voice: Hehehehehehe (Fenrir suddenly dives behind the couch. A minute later he peaks over the couch toward the TV.) Fenrir: Who goes there? Voice: HEY! Fenfen Whats goin on? Fenrir: Jeffy? Jeffy: NO!!! I AM YOUR GOD. BOW DOWN BEFORE ME AND KISS MY BIG FAT... TV: PIKA PIKA PIKA CHU CHU! Fenrir: SICK DUDE! Jeffy: Course it's me... Fenrir: Where the hell are you man? I can't see you Jeffy: oh.. Well, by Deathly law, I had no unfinished buiseness, and considering that GOD kicked me out from the golden gates for one of my comments, and Satan didn't have enough room for me.. I was stuck here, as a voice.. Fenrir: Wow! COOL! What did you say at the gates.... V.O.Jeffy: I basicly said... [BY D.O.T.W.R.T.S LAWS IT WOULD NOT BE APPORPRIATE IN ANY POSSIBLE WAY TO PLACE THAT KIND OF CONTENT IN THIS TALE. CENSORS AT WORK] Fenrir: SOMEONE SHOT THE CENSOR!! Shotgun: IM ALL OUT OF BULLETS Bullets: I would entire you my uncles grandma's father wanted me to.. Fenrir: Er....ok! V.O Jeffy: Anyway, What's new? Fenrir: Well... (Fenrir quickly states everything that has gone on since Jeffy's death within an appropriate time of 20 seconds.) Fenrir: FEEEEEEEEEEEEEW!!! *Takes deep breaths* V.O Jeffy: If I could understand you, I'd care.. (Angel suddenly walks in.) Angel:Why are you out of breath, why are you watching poke'mon, and who are you talkin to? Fenrir: Speed speaking, Pokemon (episode xxx) Pikachu gets some, and I was talking to Jeffy Angel: *Tears welling* DONT YOU DARE PLAY LIKE THAT! Fenrir: I was I swear.. Angel: Right, Right! (Angel walks pissed out of the room, into the computer sector of level c. A remote flied and whacks fenrir in the face.) Fenrir: AHHH! Damn you! Remote: MWAHAHAHAHA! V.O Jeffy: Don't lose my cover dude..... Fenrir: oh..I Get it... V.O Jeffy: HAUNTING IS FUN!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHA Fenrir: * Looks around * WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT? AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! (Fenrir runs around crazily, falling down the level c stairs, downstairs to the main hall.) [down the flight of steps: WAD-R HQ-level b] Fenrir: oh yea... it was Jeffy.. Hehehehe!! dumb dumb!! ============================== Distant voice of Jeffy After his " oh so sudden" death, Jeffy was hearld toward a tunnel of light, where he then got placeing in for a long amopunt of time due to lack of space in hell, and his EVIL comment said at "The Gates" of the Light. He know wanders invisibly around the WAD-R HQ. A ghost basicly, but he can't be seen , just heard. " MWAHAHAHAHAHA... HAUNTING IS FUN!" | |||
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Scene: Sender is hunched over a computer station. He is mumbling, what appears to be to himself. The air is dark and eery music is playing in the background... Sender:(in an ominous voice) Just a little more to the left... YES YES perrrfect. This will do nicely. *ruffles a map* now, so then we will comense with phase two. (Dissenchated voice of Jeffy): (also eerily ominous) exxcellent my friend. this is just what we need. now we will be able to despense with all the pleasantries of WAD-R Sender: Yes, yes... I cannot wait for the appointed hour, the appointed time when we shall rule the world! DVOJ: Yes yes, i too also cannot wait until this assignment is complete. BOTH: BUWAHAHAHAAAHAHA! *Faenix, Angel, and Fenrir run into the room* Angel:(extremely frantic) I heard Jeffy! Where is he! *grabs Sender by the collar and starts to shake him* WHERE IS HE!!!!!! Sender: I-I-I-I Do-do-do-do-nt-nt-nt-nt kn-kn-kn-kn-ow-ow-ow-ow wh-wh-wh-wh-at-at-at yo-yo-yo-u ar-ar-ar-e tal-tal-tal-king-king-king abo-out! *Faenix and Fenrir grab Angel before she shakes Sender into a coma* Fenrir: (shouting) GARR!! AKARI!! Stop it with the plans for the baby and get in here! Angel's lost it! Get the drugs! *Sound of rushing footsteps. Akari and Garr rush into the room and immediately sedate the frantic Angel, she is carried out* Sender: *looks around at his now isolated room* Damn. DVOJ: I know what you mean... anyway back to the ominously-foreboding-evil-plan. You sure you dont want to acronym this thing? Sender: *shakes his head* Acronyms are evil. And can we get rid of the aformentioned ominous music? (music cuts out) Thank you. DVOJ: that darn music follows me wherever I go... It is soo annoying. Worse than elevator music. Being dead sucks. And it's wierd to. Wierd light shining in the distance. I cant sleep at night! Sender: *yawns* that's enough for the night. want to play doom? DVOJ: DO I?! | |||
Macho Zerg
By F�nix
[WAD-R HQ]
(The chaos that is WAD-R is going about its business as normal. Garr is hitting on passing pedestrians, Sender and Ares are playing StarCraft, and F�nix is on the roof, aiming a bazooka at the street in case any Evil Communist Space Nazis suddenly appear.)
(Suddenly he sets it off, the missile speeding towards the pavement below.)
*KA-BOOM!*
Fenrir's voice: STOP DOING THAT!!
(F�nix ignores Fenrir and places a hydralisk-shaped stamp on the wall, next to eight others.)
F�nix: One of these times he's got to die...
*slam!*
Fenrir: (from behind F�nix) Not if I can kill you first!
(F�nix whips around to face a smoking Fenrir. Fenrir stares at his cigarette.)
Fenrir: What is it I'm supposed to do with this again?
F�nix: DIE!
Fenrir: Oh, yeah. (he flicks the cigarette away.)
(Onto one of F�nix's napalm caches.)
*BOOOOOM*
(F�nix stands on the roof, miraculously unharmed from the explosion. Fenrir wasn't so lucky.)
Fenrir: I'll *cough* get you *cough cough*
F�nix: Your swarm of mind-controlled midgets will never get me! (runs out, trailing aluminum foil)
Fenrir: *cough* Just you *cough* wait. Mind-controlled midgets indeed.
(Fenrir stands up and moves to leave, but a scene on the street catches his eye. A delivery truck has gotten stuck in one of the "potholes" F�nix has formed. In the process it spilled its entire cargo: StarCraft action figures. Fenrir's eyes widen...)
Fenrir: Mind-controlled midgets!
(He slithers over to the edge of the roof and jumps off, landing with a grunt on the asphalt below. He quickly begins gathering up the hydralisk figures.)
Fenrir: Soon he will pay...
[WAD-R HQ, 2 hours later]
(Sender walks into the room where Angel and Akari sit.)
Sender: *sigh*
Angel: What is it? You look depressed.
Sender: Not me, Ares. We played a 2v2 against some guys named "Norf" and "Dark Chrono." Got the stuffing beat out of us. Now it'll be hours before she gets over it. So, did I miss anything while I was away?
Akari: Well, F�nix came through yelling something about midgets and swallows, and Fenrir grabbed Seth and dragged him into the lab with a bunch of those action figures of his. Not much.
Sender: Ever since ~Jeffy died nothing interesting happens around here.
Angel: Well, there was the time F�nix made Chicken Teriaki.
Akari: Don't remind me.
Sender: Right. Well, maybe I can find someone to frag in Doom. Se you guys, er, gals later.
(Sender walks off to the computer room, passing the Lab on the way. He stops when he hears voices from the other side.)
Fenrir: No no no! They must be strong! And rutheless!
Seth: I'm doing the best I can! There's only so much room to work with in these things.
Fenrir: Ruthless, I tell you! Ruthless!
(Sender shook his head and walked on.)
[fifteen minutes later]
Fenrir (bursting out of the Lab): They're done! Come and behold my minions!
(Angle and Akari look at each other and shrug. They get up and walk over, intercepting Garr and Sender on the way.)
Garr: This hath better be good.
Sender: And the chances of that are...?
Angel: (lightly hits Sender) Don't be rude. He might actually have something this time.
(The four follow Fenrir into the Lab. Inside, they see row upon row of Hydralisk action figures, all of them with wires poking out at odd points on their carapaces.)
Fenrir: Behold! I have made an army!
Seth: Ahem!
Fenrir: Oh, sorry. I, with a little help from Seth,
Seth: Hey!
Fenrir: ...have made an army! And with it, I will conquer the world!!!
(The other four just look at the motionless action figures. One of them falls over onto its side.)
Angel: Umm...what exactly do these things do?
Fenrir: Well, they, um, that is...Seth! You tell them.
Seth: *sigh* Fenfen here wanted these things to be pure evil. They're a little small for that programming, so I went as evil as I could. Watch.
(Seth reaches over and presses a button. Music starts playing and colored lights begin swimming along the floor. Suddenly, the action figures begin moving. They raise their claws, spin around, and do various other things that look remarkably like...)
Akari: Disco dancing? But why on Earth-
CD Player: ~/o MA-CHO MA-CHO ZE-ERG! I GOTTA BE...A MACHO ZERG! MA-CHO MA-CHO ZE-ERG! I GOTTA BE A MACHO ZERG! o/~
Sender: (yelling over the music) And just what will this do for your world domination?!
Fenrir: Why, they'll...they'll...umm...
"MIND-CONTROLLED MIDGETS!"
Fenrir: Uh-oh.
(A small silver and gold object lofts through the room, landing in the middle of the action figures.)
Garr: That object looketh familiar, m'lady.
Angel: Wait. Wasn't that in a movie once? Monty Python-somthing?
Akari: Uh-oh. DUCK!!
(everyone drops to the ground)
"HALLELUJAH!"
*KABLOOIE!*
(Outside, the passing traffic slowed for a little bit to watch the fireball come out of the local medieval castle.)
(Inside, everyone was picking themselves up and dusting themselves off. Most of them were fine, though Fenrir had a thick coating of char on his carapace. His mind was on other matters, though.)
Fenrir: *sniff* My minions! Gone! WAAAHAAAHAAAAA!!!
(If you've ever seen a hydralisk cry, you know it's not a pretty sight. Angel came over and tried to comfort him, but she couldn't figure out where she could pat him without cutting her hand off.)
Fenrir: Mark my words, F�nix! I'll get you for this! I'll make sure you pay for each and every one of-PIE!!
(Fenrir jumped up and ran outside, chasing the Pie Man (kind of like the Ice Cream Man, but he sells pies.), completely forgetting about his minions.)
Seth: (watching him go) With those two around, I think it would be a good idea to fireproof the whole HQ.
Garr: M'lady, can I please kill them?
Akari: Garr!
Garr: But they wouldst be so fun to torture!
Akari: I told you, no more torturing of-
Sender: Umm...guys? F�nix just walked by with a bag of microwave popcorn.
Angel: Not again! *grabs a conveniently-placed intercom microphone* THIS IS A CODE-RED. REPEAT, CODE RED! ALL HANDS TO BATTLE STATIONS! I REPEAT, ALL HANDS TO BATTLE STATIONS!
(Outside, some old ladies were feeding the pigeons. Suddenly they heard something and looked up.)
Little old lady: Martha, why is that castle spewing flame?
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I'm still trying to get a handle on Garr's accent. Oh well.
F�nix
"All the world's a joke, and the people merely punchlines."
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-WAD-R HQ- After the latest incident, Fenrir has been looking for an excuse (AKA anything) to teach Faenix a lesson. He slithered in the computer room, with Faenix hot behind his trail. Fenrir: I am too Faenix! I can kick your ass on StarCraft! Faenix: But I know more about computers! Fenrir: Do not! Faenix: Wanna bet? A good 'ol game of StarCraft will see who's better. Fenrir: Bring it on, bitch. *they sit down on computers opposite of each other* Faenix: And now I know how to make StarCraft work! Look! I just click this, drag it here, change this, write in this little spot, and double click. Voila! *beep* Hard Drive destroyed *beep* Faenix: errr...lets try that again he tried to repeat his moves, but Fenrir held his hand, his eyes narrowing. Fenrir: *in a clint eastwood voice* I challenge you, Faenix, to an emoticon duel! You cannot turn it down..unless... Faenix: *gulp* I'm game. *sits down on another computer, hooks up ICQ, and Fenrir does the same. Fenrir: {}--) Faenix: AAHHH! Faenix: P_P Fenrir: Faenix: IO_OI Fenrir: :? Fenrir: [-_-] Fenrir: :!) surrender now and I shall let you be! Faenix: O____O never! *wipes sweat from forehead* Fenrir: = 9 Fenrir: =9) Faenix: =O Fenrir: +-* Fenrir: XD Fenrir: XP Fenrir: X>) Faenix: G_G Faenix: *growls* Fenrir: :^) Fenrir: I rule all! Faenix: :^( Faenix: :>) Fenrir: &-) Faenix: :<( Faenix: D_D Fenrir: :`) Faenix: @_@ Faenix: ~_^ Faenix: ^_~ Fenrir: XP!!! -2 hours later- Faenix: :``) *sigh* must..continiue... Faenix: :*( Fenrir: :````) Fenrir: *-* Faenix: =3( Fenrir: :Faenix: :Faenix: :/ Faenix: :{ Fenrir: =P Faenix: :} Fenrir: B-D Faenix: B) Faenix: 8B Fenrir: XP Faenix: @_@ Fenrir: 66D Fenrir: 86D Fenrir: grrr Faenix: 8P Fenrir: =P Faenix: Y_Y FenrirCWAL: =0 Faenix: =) Fenrir: U_U Faenix: =( Fenrir: =8 Faenix: B_B Fenrir: =** < Faenix: =7 Faenix: @_^ Faenix: ^_@ Faenix: `-` Fenrir: ~_~ Faenix: I surrender! Faenix: Spare meee! Fenrir: BWAHAHAHA run away, mamma's boy! *Faenix gets up, and cries* "I lost...I can't beleive I lost. Alright...what were we betting on again?" Fenrir: Who's better at computer st�I mean, we made a bet that if one of us won, the other would have to serve the winner for a month. Faenix: Say..I don't remember that! Fenrir: Shut your hole newbie. I want my tea and waffles done in 5 min...and there *gives Faenix some clothes* Won't hurt to clean Senders, Garrs, Angels and Akari's clothes too *snicker* Faenix: I'll get you for this! *begins to get furious* Fenrir: Hurry up..4 minutes left. Faenix: GRRRRRR!!! MUAHAHAHAHA DE END! |
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F�nix Does the Laundry
By F�nix
[WAD-R HQ]
(Fenrir slithers into the main area, whistling happily)
Angel: Where the heck have you been for the past two hours?
Fenrir: Oh, nowhere. Challenging F�inx to an emoticon duel. Stuff like that.
Angel: Did you win?
Fenrir: Yea. Got him to b my personal slave for a month. He has to make me waffles, tea, and do the laundry.
Angel: ...he isn't doing that right now, is he?
Fenrir: Actually, I think he is.
Angel: *sigh*
(She gets up and trudges over to the wall, grabbing a fire extinguisher off of a newly-installed rack. Fourteen identical extinguishers stand beside it.)
Angel: Grab an extinguisher.
Fenrir: Why?
(Suddenly a wall of flame shoots into the room from the kitchen area.)
Angel: That's why. You let F�inx cook.
Fenrir: I did no-
(suddenly it dawns on Fenrir what he ordered F�inx to do.)
Fenrir: Uh-oh.
Voice from other room: Hey, guys? We're out of laundry detergent. Oh, never mind. I found some.
Angel: But we are out of....oh no! That's where I hid some of his plastique! RUN FOR IT!!
(They dive to the ground as a concussion wave speeds into the room. And thus, after putting out several fires, Fenrir learned not to order F�inx around.)