Sup bitches
David has indeed tried Coke. ...Just don't let him have too much, though. When he burps, fire comes out, just like when he sneezes.
...And by Coke I mean the soda!
Last edited by Klonoa; 10-25-2015 at 07:52 PM.
Juiz: You can quote me on this: Klonoa is my favorite son.
Well, I'm already enjoying the maximum troll-levels my character is achieving. XD
Watch Magical Girl Raising Project. Just do it.
Futile. Taunt. Taunt. Taunt.
Chapter One: Rumble in the Forest
Sir Teutorigos was walking through the forest, Al-Kemist, with the Moth of Death on his shoulder, was next to him.
Al-Kemist: What is it we are crusading against?
Sir Teutorigos said bluntly: Evil.
Al-Kemist: Evil resides in everyone, Sir Teutorigos.
Sir Teutrogios: My point exactly.
Moth of Death: I hope you are not showing terrorist thoughts, Mister Knight, or I shall have to take you in.
While Sir Teutorigos started at the politically correct Moth, Al-Kemist fell into deep thought. A crusade against.. everybody?
Jack Hewitt: The fact that we all follow that man blindly is the only thing weirder than this forest. Besides On-Fire Guy.
COFG: HEY FUCK YOU!
Brine III: Let us not fall to anger quite yet. The road ahead may be perilous, we should all work together.
David: Yeah, that seems.. fair.
David was distracted, staring at MC Water Fountain who was poking a dead squirrel, reciting a verse from Eminem's "Kill You". I mean, he is a half-dragon 10 year old boy, but the weirdos here.. it's fudging scary.
Hallam: WAIT.
Everyone stopped moving.
Hallam lay 2 fingers on the ground, then stood up straight, his eyes fixed in a certain direction.
Hallam: We are about to be ambushed, by forest-folk. They are vicious, and won't hesitate to kill us all. Split up! If we bunch together we won't be able to take them.
They all followed Hallam's orders.
The Forest-Folk were a tribe of plant-people, who were light armour and were considered one with the forest. They do not forgive anyone who desecrates their forest.
Pierre Forte was ready for them.
4 Forest-Folk appeared in front of him, and they saw an easy kill. One let out a war-cry.
Big mistake.
Pierre amplified that war-cry, making it not only heard throughout the whole forest, but smashing the 4 Forest-Folk's eardrums, making them bleed out of their ears, and run away scared.
Pierre: Heh, you really couldn't MEASURE up to me.
Constantly On-Fire Guy: COME ON BITCHES
The 6 Forest-Folk around him were scared, since, well, he was on fire. And also the fire around him was starting to spread through the ground.
One Forest-Folk let out a weird sound, and after a while a huge, buff, tree-bark armoured Forest-Folk appeared.
Forest-Juggernaut: Getoutofourforest, littleburningman.
He charged into COFG, knocking him down, his tree-bark armour, infused with dew and resin protecting him from the fire.
Constantly On-Fire Guy got up from the ground: OH YOU WANNA PLAY, BITCH? LET'S
He burst out, igniting 10 feet of forest around him, and burning the 6 Forest-Folk alive.
Constantly On-Fire Guy: PLAY.
He jumped towards the Juggernaut, grabbing him by the neck and punching through this mouth armour.
The Forest-Juggernaut tried roaring. Big mistake, as COFG punched him in the mouth, sending fire down his body, burning him from the inside.
The Juggernaut dropped dead, as the COFG yelled out in joy.
COFG: HOW DOES THE PAIN FEEL, BITCH?
A couple of Forest-Folk surrounded Abigail, who was sitting on the ground, crying. The Forest-Folk were confused as to what to do with her.
Abigail took advantage of their chat, and grabbed her much-loved axe, and sliced a Forest-Folk in half with a spinning motion, then before the other could react, she jumped up and stuck the axe in the middle of his head.
Abigail: Y'all shoulda known bettuh than to fuck with a lil girl!
Jack Hewitt was paired up with Hallam Crow. They were waiting in a tree, for an ambush.
Jack Hewitt: They won't show themselves, you know.
Crow: Be patient, and quiet.
Jack Hewitt sighed. He knew what he had to do. It was either die of boredom in this tree, or piss off Hallam. Not a tough decision, actually.
Jack Hewitt swung, and pushed Hallam out of the tree. Thanks to his agility, he managed to not fall face flat, however his fall triggered around eight Forest-Folk to jump out of the bushes, ready to snipe him with blow-darts. Before he could react, Hewitt used some impressive gun-play to take 8 people out with 8 bullets.
Hewitt: That's how you ambush, Crow.
Hallam wished looks could kill then, because that would mean he didn't have to kill Hewitt in another way. But Brine was right, they had to work together. Hewitt's death will be postponed.
Brine III was fighting alongside Sir Teutorigos. They were holding off wave after wave of Forest-Folk. Sir Teutorigos was using his sword, shield, and military training to not even take a single scratch, while Brine III was slashing through Forest-Folk like butter with his laser sword.
Brine III: I could keep this up all day.
His dull blue armour was slowly turning red with all the blood.
Sir Teutorigos: But we shall not. Ser Brine, you see that clearing? That's where most of them are coming from, that must be the way to their camp, we must stop them!
The Adapter heard Sir Teutorigos, and knew exactly what to do. He turned into a small mouse, then cleverly made his way past all the Forest-Folk, and reached the clearing. He positioned himself in the middle of the path where the Forest-Folk were coming from. He noticed a dozen of them coming his way.
Patience..
Patience..
Patience...
NOW!
The Adapter immediately turned from mouse to tree. Right under the Forest-Folk. This sent all of them sky-high, and blocked the only path from the Forest-Folk camp.
Sir Teutorigos: Nice work, Adapter!
Al-Kemist and Moth of Death were waiting behind a tree. They saw more than a hundred Forest-Folk, lead by a Forest-Juggernaut.
Al-Kemist: Take out Juggernaut, the rest can handle the smaller ones.
Moth nodded. (even though it was really hard to see, cause it's a moth.)
Al-Kemist took out a Charm vial, and waited for the Juggernaut to get closer. When he saw the time was right, the tossed it straight into the Juggernaut's face, then waited for Charm to take effect.
The Forest-Juggernaut looked in the Al-Kemist's direction and saw.. the sexiest darn moth he'd ever seen. He started walking blindly towards it, untill it was inches away from his face.
The Moth of Death flapped its wings, sending a RADIATION OF DEATH into the Juggernaut's face. Slowly, his face started turning purple, his eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and to the reader's horror, his eyes, tongue, and brain, as well as lungs and heart imploded, leaving the Juggernaut a meaty mess.
Mothbama: I'll.. uh.. see you in the... uh.. court of law.
The Forest-Folk split up into two groups of 50. One went to a commotion in the southern side of the woods.
And the other poor bastards met CRINN.
He was sitting in the middle of a clearing, standing still.
The Forest-Folk were confused as to what it was.
CRINN used his card thrower. It was... Blood Manos
A huge demon-like enemy surged onto the battlefield and... dropped dead, considering it starts with zero health.
CRINN: Bull. shit.
The Forest-Folk burst into laughter, pointing fingers at CRINN.
CRINN: Feelings. Hurt.
CRINN started spinning his twin chainguns, but the Forest-Folk were too teary-eyed from the laughing to notice.
In just 4 seconds, the dual chainguns took out 50 Forest-Folk.
CRINN: Ha.
The commotion that drew out the Forest-Folk was nothing other than MC Water Fountain setting up his stage, along with his new hype-man, David.
David: YO YO YO FOREST FOLK WELCOME TO THE WATER FOUNTAIN 2000! ARE YOU REEAAADYYYYYY?! Hit it, MC WF!
The Forest-Folk were almost stunned by what the hell was going on.
MC Water Fountain: YO
You thought I was ill and now I'm even more so
Shit I got full-blown AIDS and a sore throat (David: SORE THROAT)
I got a wardrobe with an orange robe
I'm in the fourth row, signin' autographs at your show (David: YOUR SHOW)
I just remembered that I'm absent-minded
Wait, I mean I've lost my mind, I can't find it (David: CAN'T FIND IT)
I'm freestylin' every verse that I spit
Cause I don't even remember the words to my shit
David: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
MC Water Fountain dropped the mic, creating a massive explosion at the center of the Forest-Folk, blowing them all to bits.
David: Ew.
Everybody gathered at Sir Teutorgios' location.
Sir Teutorigos: Good work! Now that we're all here-
The Slinger Pinger: Duuuuude
Pinger got out from a bush, with bloodshot eyes, and rubbing his belly.
The Slinger Pinger: Hope I didn't miss the, like, fighting. Anyone got any food?
Jack Hewitt: Sure, some of us fight, some of us get high. Why not?
The Slinger Pinger: I don't get high.. I.. exceed my mortal limits.
Sir Teutorigos turned around, trying to ignore the junkie.
Sir Teutorigos: We're almost done here. There's only one thing we have to do.
Al-Kemist closed his eyes. He knew what he wanted.
Sir Teutorigos: We wipe out the Forest-Folk completely.
To be continued...
Hey Turtle, I updated David's appearance on the first page of this thread by sketching out a few of his faces. Nothing special, just a little extra bit.
And this isn't the first time David's been an assistant. ...As a rapping assistant, though, is a new thing. I can't wait to see more!
Juiz: You can quote me on this: Klonoa is my favorite son.