y3k
12-11-2005, 11:20 AM
Every year, a new team of heroes step up to the plate to defend their home and everything they hold dear in an epic struggle of good versus evil.
This is not one of those times.
…
In fact, it’d be probably better if you stopped reading now.
COMING SOMETIME IN THE NOT SO DISTANT FUTURE (aka: when the writer sits his lazy ass down and actually WRITES the damn thing):
Another battle is waged. Another war is fought. And the balance of power shall be forever swung in another direction.
*Goldar and Rito lay in bed together*
Goldar: STOP HOGGING THE BLANKETS!
…
*moments later, Goldar is standing over Bulk’s bed*
Goldar: Scoot over.
WATCH THE EPIC STRUGGLE AS IT UNFOLDS!
*Bulk and Skull fight over possession of the Sunday comics*
WATCH AS SOMETHING MILDLY AMUSING HAPPENS!
*Pie splatters all over Bulk’s face*
SLAPSTICK HUMOR!
*another pie*
MORE SLAPSTICK HUMOR!
*a cake this time*
NOW IN SCRIPT FORMAT, AS IT WOULD TAKE WAY TOO MUCH EFFORT TO DO IT THE RIGHT WAY!
STARRING:
FARKAS BULKMEIER
*a duel pie and cake to the face*
EUGENE SKULLOVITCH
*laughs as only Skull can, then gets hit in the head Three-Stooges style by Goldar*
Goldar: Hush up!
RITO REVOLTO
*Rito stretches arms, in front of the window, and all the plants die*
Rito: Oops…
GOLDAR WHATS-HIS-FACE! (Does he have a last name? WE DON’T CARE! FUCK CONTINUITY!
*Goldar sits in a corner, rocking back and forth*
Goldar: I’m a good warrior…a good warrior…a good warrior…not stupid, good…
PROFESSOR PHENOMENUS
Professor *looking at a container of Viagra*: It is time to MAKE MY MONSTER GROW!
ERNIE THE BRIDGE BUILD—er…I mean….THE BARTENDER!
Ernie: Bridge? What bridge? *pulls out gun* Adelle didn’t never exist either! YOU SAW NOTHIN!
SOMETHING HORRIBLE UNDER THE BED
POSSIBLY PENGUINS
OR A VERY LARGE MOOSE
A FLOCK OF TENGA WARRIORS
*Bulk, Skull, Rito, and Goldar stand outside the apartment, with a bunch of Tengas running about*
Rito: Well…they seemed so lonely, and it seemed like the right idea at the time…
AND DETECTIVE JEROME STONE, IN…..
THE APARTMENT OF D0000000000000000000M!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111
A SITCOM OF EPIC STUPIDITY COMING TO A FORUM NEAR YOU!
DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!11111111111
BE AFRAID, BE VERY AFRAID!
The Apartment of D000M does not condone pie throwing in any shape or form. Apartment of D00M is not endorced by Mutant Chat. Watching may decrease your braincells, so use sparingly. Side effects include fatigue, dry mouth, runny nose, bad coughing, bloody nose, hullicinations, sudden urges to do it with Putties, erections that last over 24 hours, loss of fertility, loss of appendages, cerebral hemerroges, and in very common cases, death by many pointy sticks of doom. By reading this, you are agreeing to give your soul to Impy in exchange for the low price of $19.99! This fanfic is rated "5" for Fiver influence. The rest of this is just filler, that says nothing. You probably won’t learn a thing from this sentence, thank you and have a nice day.
This is not one of those times.
…
In fact, it’d be probably better if you stopped reading now.
COMING SOMETIME IN THE NOT SO DISTANT FUTURE (aka: when the writer sits his lazy ass down and actually WRITES the damn thing):
Another battle is waged. Another war is fought. And the balance of power shall be forever swung in another direction.
*Goldar and Rito lay in bed together*
Goldar: STOP HOGGING THE BLANKETS!
…
*moments later, Goldar is standing over Bulk’s bed*
Goldar: Scoot over.
WATCH THE EPIC STRUGGLE AS IT UNFOLDS!
*Bulk and Skull fight over possession of the Sunday comics*
WATCH AS SOMETHING MILDLY AMUSING HAPPENS!
*Pie splatters all over Bulk’s face*
SLAPSTICK HUMOR!
*another pie*
MORE SLAPSTICK HUMOR!
*a cake this time*
NOW IN SCRIPT FORMAT, AS IT WOULD TAKE WAY TOO MUCH EFFORT TO DO IT THE RIGHT WAY!
STARRING:
FARKAS BULKMEIER
*a duel pie and cake to the face*
EUGENE SKULLOVITCH
*laughs as only Skull can, then gets hit in the head Three-Stooges style by Goldar*
Goldar: Hush up!
RITO REVOLTO
*Rito stretches arms, in front of the window, and all the plants die*
Rito: Oops…
GOLDAR WHATS-HIS-FACE! (Does he have a last name? WE DON’T CARE! FUCK CONTINUITY!
*Goldar sits in a corner, rocking back and forth*
Goldar: I’m a good warrior…a good warrior…a good warrior…not stupid, good…
PROFESSOR PHENOMENUS
Professor *looking at a container of Viagra*: It is time to MAKE MY MONSTER GROW!
ERNIE THE BRIDGE BUILD—er…I mean….THE BARTENDER!
Ernie: Bridge? What bridge? *pulls out gun* Adelle didn’t never exist either! YOU SAW NOTHIN!
SOMETHING HORRIBLE UNDER THE BED
POSSIBLY PENGUINS
OR A VERY LARGE MOOSE
A FLOCK OF TENGA WARRIORS
*Bulk, Skull, Rito, and Goldar stand outside the apartment, with a bunch of Tengas running about*
Rito: Well…they seemed so lonely, and it seemed like the right idea at the time…
AND DETECTIVE JEROME STONE, IN…..
THE APARTMENT OF D0000000000000000000M!!!!!!!!!!!1111111111111
A SITCOM OF EPIC STUPIDITY COMING TO A FORUM NEAR YOU!
DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!11111111111
BE AFRAID, BE VERY AFRAID!
The Apartment of D000M does not condone pie throwing in any shape or form. Apartment of D00M is not endorced by Mutant Chat. Watching may decrease your braincells, so use sparingly. Side effects include fatigue, dry mouth, runny nose, bad coughing, bloody nose, hullicinations, sudden urges to do it with Putties, erections that last over 24 hours, loss of fertility, loss of appendages, cerebral hemerroges, and in very common cases, death by many pointy sticks of doom. By reading this, you are agreeing to give your soul to Impy in exchange for the low price of $19.99! This fanfic is rated "5" for Fiver influence. The rest of this is just filler, that says nothing. You probably won’t learn a thing from this sentence, thank you and have a nice day.