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| [F] I'm on a beach! | |
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| Topic Started: Oct 1 2009, 04:14 AM (93 Views) | |
| Spades | Oct 1 2009, 04:14 AM Post #1 |
The Real Super Power of Teamwork!
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Waves gently splashed along the beach, bringing in small rocks, shells, and other things. The waves also washed up Stock, who was lying face down in the sand. He looked up excitedly, the sand falling off his face as he did so, to look along the long sandy area. "I'm on a beach!" He exclaimed, despite the beach being pretty empty, and no one was actually around to hear him. Looking into the sky, to see the bright flaring sun, and very few clouds, Stock clambered further onto the beach before laying on his back. It only took a matter of moments for him to flip over, after realizing that Axolotls didn't have eye lids, and he was just staring endlessly into the sun. Happily staring at the ground, he began to doodle on it, the sand working like his canvas. The picture somewhat resembled him, holding a sword and crushing an angry face, which was labeled cleverly as 'Evil'. Quickly tiring of this activity, Stock got up and began to walk down the beach. Seeing a line of parasols jammed into the sand, a smile grew across his face as he ran towards them. Curling into a ball, he shot past the first one, and bounced off the second one. It broke as Stock went flying towards the first one, which also broke and sent him flying at the third one, which had been past the second one. Standing above all three of them shattered, he put his hands on his hips. "Caterpillars never triumph over me! Take that!" He said before promptly stomping on the remains. As he continued to further destroy what was left of the three umbrellas, a leaf drifted through the wind and hit him in the face. "Oh no! More evil has spotted me! I have to get rid of the evidence!" His eyes quickly drifted to some rocks and washed up rope on the beach. Running over and grabbing the rope, and the biggest rock he could find, he tied the remains of the umbrellas to the rock. Dragging it over towards the shore, he picked it up with difficulty and heaved it into the ocean. "Phew that was a close one." His eyes narrowed as he looked side to side. "I sense goats." He said, backing up and heading back onto the beach. As he walked back onto the sandy shore, the area where he had just thrown the rock suddenly and violently exploded, sending debris flying out of the water. Shuffling backwards, Stock kept his eyes glued to the area that had just exploded, before something shiny caught his eye, at which point his attention was totally lost, while something emerged from the water. As Stock inspected what was probably nothing more than a coin, a machine slowly began to crawl out of the water. The machine was a walker. A large teardrop shaped walker with a rather large dent in it, presumably from the rock Stock threw into the water. The large black machine loomed over stock, rendering him unable to see inside the cockpit. Looking up at the monstrosity, he was shocked when a spring loaded fist shot out at him and sent him flying across the beach, nearly all the way back to Central City. Bouncing off the ground, he took a better look at the machine, which was approaching him fast. "A chao walker?" He said, only before being pulverized again by the machine. Edited by Spades, Oct 1 2009, 11:21 PM.
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Oct 1 2009, 11:51 PM Post #2 |
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"FALCAAAAAAWWWN..." "SHOVEL!!!" The Chao Walker flew across the way and into the sand, upside down. Where it once was floated a nice-looking, dare I say, cute Chao, her wings doubling her body width as she loosely gripped the handle of an old, spade-style shovel. "Come on, too scared to fight back?" she yelled, her voice unusually strong, clear, and nerve-racking for a Chao. Her pink body and pink eyes were girly, but the sheer tenacity of her threats showed the size of her ego and personality, enough to engulf the population of a big-city stadium on Monday night in eagerness to serve, Hitler-style(tm). |
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| Spades | Oct 2 2009, 01:28 AM Post #3 |
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((I am going to try to imagine a Chao with a shovel knocking over a mech... You do realize I am making a reference to this thing, right?)) "By the power of Flickies!" Stock smiled, looking at the chao. His eyes quickly drifted to the walker though, and its flailing arms, as it attempted to pull itself out of the sand. Running at it himself, he spun into a ball and smashed into the front end of it. Bouncing gently on the ground, he watched as the mech did a flip and landed on its feet. Backing up towards the pink chao, he attempted to hide behind her. The cockpit of the Dark chao walker now shattered revealed an angry dark purple chao at the controls. The entire mech looked pretty beat up in the first place, probably for whatever reason it was under the water. "I am so not scared!" the chao yelled back at the pink one. Enraged, he hit several commands, letting loose a dozen missiles into the air. The missiles however exploded before even reaching their targets. "Stupid Hell Bomber! Dark finish!" He yelled as he put a handful of rings into the machine. "Hehehe... You're voice is high pitched and funny." Stock laughed at the chao. His laughs were answered by the firing of a huge laser shooting out of the front of the mech. |
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Oct 2 2009, 01:40 AM Post #4 |
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[[[Oh, I know. It's just that it is a sort of mech.]]] With a single slice of her shovel, the winged Chao split the beam, the lasers flying off and turning glass on some distance island to glass. She disappeared in a burst of Chaos Energy--no doubt about that, with the flashing and concentric rings that surrounded her before she warped--and split the walker in half with that damned, rust-edged digging instrument. The machine exploded, shrapnel littering the beach. Edited by Fission, Oct 2 2009, 01:41 AM.
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| Spades | Oct 2 2009, 02:14 AM Post #5 |
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"Owwww..." The purple Chao moaned, laying face first in the sand. He just barely pushed his head off the ground to look at his destroyed mech. "Damn it..." Stock, who was curled into a ball, scared out of his wits looked up at the wrecked machine, and the now littered beach. A few people had stopped to look at the destruction, but no one really seemed to notice. Walking up to the Chao cautiously, Stock gently prodded him with his foot. "I'm not dead... you idiot." The Chao moaned rolling over. He looked directly at Stock, who stared right back at him. "HEY! You're the moron who damaged the walker in the first place! I could have taken her had you not gotten in my way!" "I think we can both agree that we forgive each other and this had nothing to do with me." Stock said confidently. "Nothing to do with you! You threw a rock at me! Not even a normal rock either! You threw a boulder at me!" The angry chao complained. Stock sat down next to him, watching the purple mass shaking his fists in the air. He turned his head towards the pink chao, who was just a little bit away before turning back to the angry one. "All I had to do was get the walker from the bottom of the ocean, bring it up, and fix it... And I can't do that." "You're purple." Stock answered a question the chao didn't ask. "YOU! The angry chao yelled grinding his teeth. You are going to help me finish this! You broke my mech, you are helping me get a new one!" "Okay! It will be like a carnival. We will have so much fun!" Stock excitedly put his hands together and wiggled. "And you! Pinkie! Go away!" The angry Chao demanded. |
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Oct 2 2009, 02:21 AM Post #6 |
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">:3" Tiff seemed to grow in size, lightning flashing behind her as she loomed over the Chao. "It's been a long time since I killed anyone. Kinda miss it," she said. Her face turned to Stock. "Wanna watch?" She padded her palm with her shovel, the teeth within her grin becoming more and more frightening, her feminine appearance doing nothing to ward off the sense of inevitable dwenage. |
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| Spades | Oct 2 2009, 02:39 AM Post #7 |
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"AAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAH AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Stock began screaming and running around in circles before he was tripped by the purple chao. "Neither of us can take her on." He said moving close to Stock. "Do you still want to help me?" He asked, followed by Stock nodding. Pulling back his leg, the chao unleashed a kick at Stock, who had already curled into a ball and was sent flying at Tiff. Seeing the ball flying at her, Tiff smacked it back with her shovel. Already winding up a punch, the purple chao sent Stock flying back towards her, while taking a few steps back. Stock let out a "Woooohoooo!" as he was being smacked back and forth between the two, his speed rapidly increasing. But still, the purple chao was no match for the might of the shovel. Tiff was returning Stock twice as hard as he was, and he could barely keep up his punches and kicks. The two kept batting the salamander back and forth, the purple chao constantly stepping away to make sure he wasn't pulverized. ">:C" Pulling back once more, the purple chao unleashed everything he had into his final punch. This of course was nothing more than a joke to Tiff, who returned the ball. "Hey moron! Unroll!" "Okaaaaay!" Stock yelled, unrolling. He tumbled through the air, smashing into the purple chao. The two, rolling through the air crashed through the station square hotel, and went sliding down the streets of station square, smashing through several cars and lamp posts. The two laid bloodied and bruised at the end of the street, back to back. "Do it again, I blinked!" Stock yelled excitedly. |
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Oct 2 2009, 02:46 AM Post #8 |
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"WHAT IN THE BLOODY BONKERS JUST HAPPENED AND WHY DO I FEEL SO DIRTY!?!" she yelled, her name sliding through the Fourth Wall as it strained from her yelling. With a smack to both of their heads, Tiff turned to Spades. With a yelp, he ran, Tiff demolished the Fourth Wall like the Lego creations of a two-year-old, warping after him. In the distance, a voice--not Tiff's--gave out an agonizing yell of pain as shovel collided with skull. |
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| Spades | Oct 2 2009, 03:22 AM Post #9 |
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Addendum: Tiff prevents further use of her as an NPC from non-staff! HURR HURR. "I think someone just broke a wall." The purple chao moaned. "Yes. It was us. We just flew through several. And some cars and stuff." Stock pronounced. The chao behind him however just shook his head. The purple chao turned around and looked at Stock, grumbling to himself."thanksforhelpingmegetoutofthereorsomething..." He mumbled to Stock, who was just smiling happily. "WHO ARE YOU!" The salamander shouted, drawing in attention. Anymore attention than they didn't already have anyways. The chao sighed and looked down the road of destruction. He just wanted to be sure that the pink chao wasn't coming after them. "I am the lord of darkness, the master of malice, the villain of... villainy. I am the great, the powerful, the mighty... TYRANNICAL LORD OF EVIL, Gooshi..." Stock stared at him for a moment. "I didn't catch that." "Gooshi..." The salamander continued to stare at him. "My name is Gooshi, alright!?" He yelled at Stock. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Stock fell over laughing. "Your not wearing pants!" Gooshi just stared at him. "Oh! I'm not wearing pants! Neither of us are wearing pants! Are we having a slumber party?" "It is going to be a long time before I get that mech out of you, isn't it?" "Probably." |
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