Pinger went out blazed tooOriginally Posted by Log
Pinger went out blazed too
Bon Vivant of Violet
ayyyyyyyyyyyyyy
mom said its my turn to have mod back
Tao of Blue
COFG died in the heat of the situation.
Juiz: You can quote me on this: Klonoa is my favorite son.
I'm not sure if that was intentional or not, but since Adapter technically had a hand in killing COFG, that's another possible transformation. XD
Watch Magical Girl Raising Project. Just do it.
Go. Go. Gadget Cards.
God my character is a badass.
Gonad has no nads pass it on!!!!11!Spoiler:
Shhhh
Chapter Six: Eo-in? Eo-out.
Brine The Third was leading the way through the forest. His pouch had two glowing, purple lights inside them.
"Come on, men. We have to honor Teutorigos, and finish this crusade. We're off to Dal'Himir, the city of the Undeaths. There is said to be an Oracle there. She must tell us who the last soul belongs to."
The forest was quiet, except for the rustling leaves and the blowing wind.
"We have to be very careful", said Brine, "these woods are dangerous."
Jack Hewitt: Oh come on, what's the worst that could happen?
Suddenly, a loud sound was heard through the forest, and a smoke bomb exploded in the middle of them. Into the smoke, several shadows made their way to the group.
Hallam wasted no time, and simply dashed through the smoke, and climbed onto a tree, for a bird's eye view.
Al-Kemist saw two wooden thingies approaching him, and he immediately popped a potion, smiling at the Wood Things.
Al-Kemist: This is a potion made out of drakeroot, dragon eggs, and dead babi-uh *cough*, I mean, plants.
The Woodies had no intention of writing it down, so they just rushed him. The first Woodie swung at him with a blade, but the blade just phased through him. The second Woodie tried tackling him, but he just jumped through the Al-Kemist. hitting the ground.
The Al-Kemist pulled out his sword: You can retreat now, or you can fight a senseless battle.
The Woodies shrugged, and just tossed a vial at Al-Kemist's location.
Al-Kemist: Hm?.. Darkberries, amonia.. A.. sleeping.. potion?..
Al-Kemist dropped to the ground.
A Woodie blocked the Adapter's path.
Adapter: Oh, hi!
The Woodie swung a hammer at the Adapter, who morphed into an elastic ball. The hammer bounced off of the ball, and the Woodie smacked himself sensless.
Adapter: Hehe..
More Woodies were on their way, so the Adapter just morphed into a tree, and the Woodies walked past him.
The Moth was trying to avoid combat, and was flying through the smoke. It was all going peachy, until he ran straight into a Woodie. He got up and readied his WAVE OF DEATH, but the Woodies were faster, and threw a net on him.
Mothbama: Gosh darn it. I'll uh.. have the uh.. secret service on your white trash asses.
David was surrounded by 10 Woodies.
David: Listen, guys..
A Woodie shot a dart in his neck.
David: Ouch! Fine, you asked for it.
David's tattoo started glowing, and he went from 10 year old boy to huge ass Dragon in just 3 seconds.
David swooshed around with his arm, knocking 4 Woodies aside.
The other 6 were constantly shooting darts at him. David was getting sleepy very soon. He breathed fire on the rest of the Woodies, burning them alive, then he fell face first on the ground, snoring.
8 Woodies thought it was a good idea to attack CRINN.
CRINN started the battle by hoping the card thrower will do something.
CRINN: I summon. Exodia.
A card entered the battlefield. It was none other than...
Blacker Spork
A woodie picked it up, intrigued it was a spoon AND a fork.
CRINN: Sigh.
CRINN, disappointed at his card failure, just obliterated the Woodies with his huge fucking arsenal.
Hewitt was pointing his guns at the Woodies.
Hewitt: COME ON BITCHES SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT!
A Woodie smacked him over the head from behind, leaving him unconscious.
Brine the III was slashing away at the Woodies.
"Hmm", he thought, "if I defeat them, it will just be a minor victory.. however.."
Brine dropped his blade.
"I surrender!"
Pierre Forte found himself surrounded by smoke, trees, and Woodies. Pierre, besides being the music lover he was, was also a smart man. He looked at the Woodies, and jumped in the air. Before landing, he amplified the sound his feet would make upon hitting the ground. And by amplify, i mean amplify.
The sound wave resulted in the dissipation of the smoke, and half the forest being destroyed.
Pierre: They always said music is powerful.
Pierre looked around. Only him, the Adapter and CRINN were still standing, the others were gone.
In front of them, a familiar figure.
Abigail had a sort of plate armour, made out of wood. She looked angry, and also.. different.
"Well hello there!", a voice was heard from a comm placed on Abigail's armour. "My name is Eoin Kearny, and this.. is Abigail 2.0. Abby, dear, show them your skills."
Abigail disappeared, then quickly re-appeared behind Pierre, stabbing him with the blade incorporated into the armour.
Pierre dropped down on his knees, as Abigail disappeared again, and appeared next to CRINN, placing a device on him, before he could retaliate.
"I hope you like the device I made for you, CRINN.", said Eoin through the comm.
CRINN: Treachery.
CRINN's systems were turned off.
Only the Adapter and Abigail were still in the fight.
Abigail disappeared and then blinked towards the Adapter, who morphed into an ant. Abigail was confused, and before she could react, The Adapter morphed into a gorilla, grabbed Abigail, and tossed her into a stump, breaking off half her armour.
"Fine! FINE!.." said Kearney through the comm. "Time to up the ante."
Abigail started convulsing, as little needles from the armor pierced her skin. Scales started growing on her body, and her eyes turned red as she grew to 3 times her size.
"Finish him off, Abby. There's an intruder here.", Said Eoin, then closed the comm.
Hallam wasted no time, and followed to Woodies to where they took the group. It was a 21st century mansion in the woods. Not all subtle.
Hallam: Why must all the assholes be tacky.
He watched the Woodies drag the unconscious bodies (except for Brine, who surrendered) into the mansion. He jumped from tree to tree, until he reached the roof of the mansion. He descended, and entered through a window into the attic.
???: Fine! FINE!.. Time to up the ante.
Hallam snuck through the attic, killing any Woodie on the way. At the ground floor, he saw a good looking man, talking on a comm. His group was placed in a steel cell.
Brine: So, what's your motivation?
Eoin: Huh?
Brine: Why did you capture us?
Eoin: I got bored of scratching my balls and I decided "Hey I should build a killing machine out of a 10 year old girl and I should capture some weirdos." What do you think? I want to stop this crusade.
Brine: It would've been smarter to just kill me, then.
Eoin: No. You're not leading this. You may think you are, but you are not. Your little crusaders' drive is simply egocentric. They don't want to save the world, they don't even know what they're doing. They just except something good will come of it. That they will get riches, praise, or simply just a boost to their pride. But it's not. Evil needs to exist.
Brine: I don't think you a-
A sound was heard on the staircase.
"Finish him off, Abby. There's an intruder here."
Eoin turned off his comm, then took out a gun. He knew Hallam was prowling in the shadow. The lock on the steel gate suddenly shattered. An arrow. Eoin turned to Brine, who shrugged.
Eoin: Argh.. SHOW YOURSELF!
Something moved in the shadows, and Eoin unloaded his pistol.
Eoin: STOP DANCING ME.
And, as if it was meant to be, those were his last words. A sword pierced his heart from behind, and then he embraced the floor, as death embraced him.
Hallam opened the cage, and out popped a Hewitt, who jumped on Eoin's body, and started punching it.
Hewitt: YOU *punch* SICK *punch* FUCK *punch* HOW *punch* DARE *punch* YOU!
Brine left the cage, then nodded towards Hallam.
Hallam: You're welcome.
Mothbama: You'd uh.. Make a great uh.. bodyguard.
Al-Kemist: I wonder where they had the technology to manufacture that sleep bomb. Mister Hewitt, would you kindly step off the dead person so I can check his pockets?
Hewitt complied, and David left the cage, yawning.
David: Haven't slept that well in ages.
Jack: Who wouldn't sleep well with 10 sleep darts in their ass.
Al-Kemist: AHA!
He took out a crumpled paper.
Al-Kemist: Mister Kearney was an associate of the Grand Wizard. This here is a page of the Grand Wizard's tome. And I know where I can trace it to. The Grand Library of Old Athene.
Hewitt: Yeah, whatever. Where are the others?
Hallam: Fighting Abigail.
Abigail turned monster, Pierre was bleeding, CRINN was disabled, and Adapter was fucked.
Monster-Abby threw her axe straight to the Adapter, who managed to dodge almost in time, grazing his right hand. Monster-Abby gave him no time to retaliate, for she pounced him, and held him against the ground with her newly-owned claws.
The Adapter had to think fast, and morphed into a tree. Monster-Abby found herself not on the Adapter, but in a fucking tree. She jumped out (a little girl is still afraid of heights), which gave the Adapter enough time to morph.
Now, Monster-Abby was head to head with the one and only Pinger Slinger. He won't sling ya a pinga but in fact, he'll pop one. Not an ecstasy pill, but a steroid pill. A normal person would've felt no real effect from a steroid pill right off the bat, but The Adapter, let alone the Pinger, was no normal person.
In an almost Hulk-like manner, the Pinger tore off his short, showing his rock-hard abs and tight pecs, great for fighting off a little girl turned monster.
The Pinger slammed into Monster-Abby, tackling her to the ground, Slammin' Sam style, then punching her repeatedly, Hewitt style. But Monster-Abby was no dead Eoin, for she retaliated, kicking Pinger in the balls.
Pinger fell down from the pain, grabbing his balls.
*tick*
Adapter: Huh?
*tick*
Pierre took out his metronome, and using the power he had left, sped up the Adapter.
The Adapter knew exactly what he had to do. In exactly 1 second, he morphed into MC Water Fountain, took out his microphone, and did the only thing the could do only if he was sped up.
This.
When the verse was finished, Monster-Abby just spontaneously combusted. She was screaming in pain, but decided she won't go down without a fight. In one final fiery charge, she rammed into the Adapter.
The Adapter decided to be a troll, and turned into a hoop.
The fiery monster jumped through the hoop, and landed into a stump.
Fourth Death: Abigail
CRINN suddenly went online.
CRINN: GG. WP.
Adapter went over to Pierre, who used his last bit of strength with the metronome.
Pierre coughed up blood, then whispered "Tell music.. I loved her..".
He coughed again. "I always thought my life would end.. on a.. HIGH note..*
Everyone cringed, and then Pierre closed his eyes.
Fifth Death: Pierre Forte
The Adapter turned into a man, wearing a black suit.
CRINN: Did he. died?
Adapter: Yes.
CRINN: R.I.P.
The group reunited, sans Pierre and Abigail.
Brine: Abigail and Pierre?
Adapter nodded.
Brine: I see. We shall remember them on our crusade.
Al-Kemist: It's interesting that you should mention it.. I shall be departing from our journey. I want to head to Old Athenes, to find the Tome of the Grand Wizard. It has indeed been an intense experience, but I'm afraid I must leave.
Al-Kemist turned around, and the sound of a sword unsheathing was heard.
Brine III: You shall do no such thing.
To be continued...
Bring back MC Water Fountain
What if I did? You didn't even read it. xD
I takes me 2 hours to write it, you can't read it in 1 minute
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