Nah, Jack's gonna be around as long as Hallam will.Originally Posted by Gunnut
When I first read the character I thought he was boring, but it works well with ranger's character.
rangerxgunnut confirmed
Edit: Wait, what do you mean, on the ground "there"? He got up, he was in the last bit.
Oh fuck.
*Rereads*
Gonad has no nads pass it on!!!!11!Spoiler:
He was punching the dead guy
Oh really
I didn't get that when I reread that part.
Gonad has no nads pass it on!!!!11!Spoiler:
Chapter Seven: Dishonored
Brine the III: You shall not leave.
Everyone backed off.
Hallam: It's their fight. I shall not intervene.
David: We really should tho.. should we just let them kill eachother? I don't think that's right.
Mothbama: It's not about uh.. what's right or wrong it's about uh.. choice.
Hewitt: Stupid political Moth.
CRINN: Silence. Battle.
Al-Kemist sighed, then gripped his railscimitar: Why, Sir Brine?
Brine III: Because we are on a CRUSADE, and we MUST DEFEAT EVIL, THAT WAS THE WISH OF SIR TEUTORIGOS YOU DESPICABLE CREATURE.
Al-Kemist: I see, Brine, that common sense is no longer with you. So be it.
Al-Kemist drew his railscimitar, an electrified scimitar. Brine analyzed Al-Kemist. An old man, but not frail. Close-quarter combat is not his strong spot, but he is indeed smart. Dodge potion, go left, slice stomach.
Al-Kemist tossed a poison bomb, but Brine dodged, then dashed to the left, extended his blade and stabbed Al-Kemist in the gut. Al-Kemist unscrewed a vial, and gulped it down. Brine turned the sword inside Al-Kemist, but he couldn't move it. The hole in Al-Kemist's flesh was closing, and it was destroying Brine's Blade.
Brine: How the.. what?..
Al-Kemist: Iron Potion. I regenerate flesh and vitals, and my flesh becomes like iron.
Brine yelled out in anger, and let go of his sword, then got out his laser dagger.
Al-Kemist drank a small potion, then swung at Brine. Brine easily parried, then countered hitting Al-Kemist. The blow grazed his chest, but Al-Kemist quickly stabbed Brine with the railscimitar. The stab did not pierce his skin, but it did give Brine a shock. The shock did not hurt Brine much, but it did affect the evil souls trapped in Brine's bag. The soul of Xander and the soul of the Elder emerged from the bag, and entered Brine.
Brine dropped down on his knees, and his armour turned blood-red. His laser sword started glowing purple, and 2 devil horns popped out of his helmet. Brine, looking like an anime anti-hero, smiled at a confused Al-Kemist, then dashed to him, kicked him down, and stabbed him repeatedly.
SIXTH DEATH: Al-Kemist
Brine: COME ON WE HAVE TO STOP EVIL!
Demon-Brine ran into the direction of Dal'Himir, the place where the Oracle was.
Hewitt: So we just follow the crazy demon guy?
Hallam: Yes, he will lead us right to Dal'Himir.
Mothbama: That is uh.. smart but how do we uh.. chase him?
Hewitt: Prez Moth makes a point. That guy dashed off really fast.
David returned from Al-Kemist's corpse, almost smiling.
CRINN: Creepy.
Hewitt: Why the fuck are you smiling, David? Your friend died.
David: Yeah.. uh, it's complicated. By the way, I can fly you guys to Dal'Himir, just point me there.
The Adapter, who so far has been staying in the shadows, morphed into a horse, let out a neigh,
Adapter: I shall ride out alone. I need to think about things.
David: Very well.
David morphed into dragon, as Hallam Crow, Moth of Death, Jack Hewitt and CRINN, hopped on David.
David: Whoaaa, CRINN how much do you weigh?
CRINN: Fat shaming. Inappropriate.
Al-Kemist opened his eyes.
David: Are you ok?
Al-Kemist: Yes. They fell for the old fake-death potion. I shall be on my way to Old Athenes. This had to be the only way I could leave the group peacefully. Goodbye David.
David: Good luck, Al-Kemist.
Al-Kemist: You too. Oh, and David?
David: Yes?
Al-Kemist: Don't get killed by the moth.
They both burst into laughter.
David: I have to go now, bye!
David went back.
Hewitt: Why the fuck are you smiling, David?
Al-Kemist waited for them to leave, then got up. He brushed himself off.
"Well, it's time I was off. Wait, who the fuck am I talking to?"
The Adapter was galloping through the forest, in horse form, when he suddenly saw Demon-Brine, talking to someone.
He decided to morph into a bush, and sneak up.
???: Oh, how I've missed you, Xander and Elder!
Demon-Brine: BACK OFF BUDDY, MY BLADE THIRSTS FOR EVIL.
???: No, it does not. You have two souls of evil inside you. I want them back.
Adapter knew what he had to do.
David was flying through the sky, with CRINN, Moth, Hallam and Hewitt on his back.
"ARRRRGH MATEYS, I SEE WONDERFUL BOOTY AHEAD!"
David turned his head, and saw a flying pirate ship.
David: Are those... flying pirates?
Hewitt: Of course. Why not? Why the fuck not?!
"HAND OVER YER BOOTY AND THERE BE NO TROUBLE MATEY!"
To be continued...
Last edited by Turtlesauce; 12-09-2015 at 06:50 AM.
Tao of Blue
"Weeeee're going on a trip! In our favorite pirate ship! Zooming through the sky! You're gonna die!
Dragon ahoy! And passengers, oh boy! Let's go rob 'em blind! You're gonna die!"
Juiz: You can quote me on this: Klonoa is my favorite son.
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Tao of Blue
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Juiz: You can quote me on this: Klonoa is my favorite son.
Chapter Eight: Bonebeard
Somewhere, someone turned out to not be so dead as people thought he was.
Hallam: David, can you lose these guys?
David: I don't think so. They're faster, and better armed.
Mothbama flew away from the group, and got out his mini-phone.
Mothbama: Look uh.. Mothchelle, I uh.. love you, but I uh.. really need that favor you uh.. owed me now. What? No, not that. Yes. That!
Hewitt: Meh, don't worry, I got this.
Hewitt unloaded two Glocks into the pirates, who didn't even feel the gunshots.
Hewitt: The fuck?
Hallam: They're skeletal pirates.
David: The cliche thickens!
Meanwhile, there was ruckus at the board of the Skeleton Pirate Ship.
Pirate: Summon Bonebeard!
Pirate: Summon the Captain!
A few skeletal pirates started banging some drums.
Ahoy! Ahoy!
The Captain we call, Bonebeard we call!
Ahoy! Ahoy!
Bested by none, feared by all!
Ahoy! Ahoy!
The cabin doors opened, and a 6-foot large skeletal man wearing a pirate's outifit (complete with Jacket and Hat) stormed out. Bonebeard was no nickname, for his beard was in fact made of smaller bones.
Ahoy! Ahoy!
Bonebeard has come, you'd better run!
Ahoy! Ahoy!
It's booty he seeks, booze and fun!
Ahoy! Ahoy!
Bonebeard: SILENCE! Is this a pirate ship or a Disney Movie? By my knickers, boys, learn to be more dreadful! Where you ballet singers when you were alive?
Pirate: Cap'n, Ballet has no singers...
Bonebeard let out a "YARR" and grabbed the pirate by the head and tossed him overboard, into the abyss below.
Bonebeard: ANY MORE INTELLECTUAL OPINIONS?!
The Pirates were silent.
Bonebeard: GOOD! Now let's tend to the booty, shall we mateys?
The Pirates threw weighted-ropes over David and pulled him in closer to the ship.
David: Aaah! Guys? Do something?
David was trying to cut the ropes with his claws but they immobilized him.
Hallam snuck on board, Hewitt and Moth providing cover fire (and cover WAVES OF DEATH!)
Hewitt: Hey, Crinn? DO SOMETHING!
CRINN: Yelling. Unnecessary.
CRINN tried his luck at the card dispenser. Out came...
MURLOC GIANT!
What? A good card?
A huge Murloc emerged into the middle of the Flying Ship, and started swiping his huge dagger across the deck, knocking several undead pirates overboard, making them un-undead. Sooner or later, there were no more pirates. Bonebeard did not like this, and walked over to the Giant Murloc, grabbed him by the fins, spun him around above his head, and tossed him somewhere far, far away.
DEATH WILL RISE FROM THE TIDE, I. AM. MURLOC.
Due to the card having 0 mana requirement, CRINN summoned 5 more Giant Murlocs.
Bonebeard grabbed the first Murloc by the legs, and slammed him like a baseball bat into the second murloc. The third murloc stabbed him with his dagger, but Bonebeard just laughed then bit off the poor fish's head. The fourth and the fifth tried to ambush him, but Bonebeard lit up a small round bomb, and swallowed it. The two murlocs jumped him, and Bonebeard exploded, along with the two murlocs. Unlike the murlocs, however, Bonebeard was fine.
Meanwhile, the Moth and CRINN were trying to help David out of his bindings.
Hewitt: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY?
Hewitt rushed to Bonebeard, and krav maga'd him to the floor.
Bonebeard: YARR! IT'S A SCRAP YE WANT?
Bonebeard grabbed Hewitt by the leg, and smashed him to the floor, face forward. Hewitt kicked Bonebeard in his bone-beard, then grabbed a plank and smacked him over the head with it. Bonebeard got up and grabbed Hewitt by the head.
Bonebeard: YARR! I win.
David: NO YOU DON'T!
David came from behind and slashed Bonebeard with his claws. The Captain dropped Hewitt, and staggered a bit.
Bonebeard: Yarr, ye ugly turd, you need more than that to get rid of ole' Bonebeard!
David opened his mouth and breathed fire upon the Skeletal Captain, slowly charring his bones.
Bonebeard started walking forward through the fire: Yarr.. you'll.. need.. more than that..
Hallam: I'm afraid I call your bluff.
Bonebeard turned around, and saw Hallam on the deck, two huge cannons pointed at Bonebeard.
Bonebeard: How did you.. DARN YE!
The cannons fired and Bonebeard turned into Boneyard.
David: Woohoo! Great job, Hallam!
Hallam looked grim. He pointed the cannons at David, CRINN, Moth and Hewitt.
Hallam: Get off. Now.
David: What?..
Hallam: It's every man for himself. This ship has resources, gold, and everything I need.
David: But..
Mothbama: I suggest we uh.. get off. Now.
David flew forward, with CRINN, Moth and Hewitt on board.
CRINN: Treachery.
Hewitt: That fucking asshole..
Hallam's Flying Ship was moving further and further away. Moth was smiling.
David: What's the matter, Moth?
Mothbama: Well uh.. you see uh.. upon thinking we have to fight uh.. pirates, I called in a favor from a friend. Just uh.. watch.
David, CRINN, Moth and Hewitt watched as two American jets soared above the Flying Ship, and dropped two screeching projectiles. The result was a beautiful explosion, and a quick death.
Seventh Death: Hallam Crow
Hallam Crow looked above him. He saw the jets, he knew what the Moth was capable of. He sighed.
"This is not righteous retribution. Just me being stupid."
The Adapter morphed into a fly, and flew in closer to the scene.
The.. man.. that approached Demon-Brine was slender, dark, and it looked like the shadow of a very tall man. He had no face, and looked like the incarnation of evil.
Ironically, he was.
Evil: Come on, Brrrine, give me back the souls...
Demon-Brine slashed at Evil, but the sword just passed through it.
Evil: What? You thinnnnk a blade can kill evil? I am merelllly a concept, you can't jjjjjust slash at me.
Can't argue with that, Adapter thought.
Demon-Brine: I AM NOT GIVING YOU MY SOULS!
Evil: But.. you are mmmmeee! You turned down a life of good and now you feel the true powers of Evil, is that not what you wanted?..
Demon-Brine: NO. I SHALL STOP EVIL BY USING EVIL!
Evil: And how do you plan to do that?..
Demon-Brine looked at Evil, then at himself. He swung his sword, and stuck it in himself. Evil staggered.
Evil: What the?..
Demon-Brine twisted the blade harder inside himself.
Demon-Brine: IF I.. CAN'T HURT YOU... I'M.. HURTING YOUR SOULS!
Evil dropped down on his knees, but started laughing.
Evil: I STILL HAVE ONE MORE LEFT AFTER YOU!
Demon-Brine: And I just destroyed the other two.
Demon-Brine twisted again, and the souls were destroyed. His armour, helmet and sword turned back to normal as he was lying bloodily on the ground.
Evil crawled up to him: Congratulations, Sir Brine.. but you'll never get to the Pinger Slinger in time... Hahahaha
Brine: The... WHO?!
Those were Brine's last words, as he died, finishing two thirds of the crusade.
Eighth Death: Brine the III
Evil slithered into the ground, disappearing.
Adapter: Did he say... THE PINGER SLINGER?
The Adapter morphed into an eagle, and flew off to find the group.
The Pinger Slinger got up, and felt his forhead.
"Oi m8, that was one tough pinga I slinged m'self."
Pinger got up, and lit up a doobie.
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To be continued...
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