"Son of a Mother of a Fishing Fisherman," Bolt Moaned as he pushed ceiling chunks off of him. He rolled out of the pile, covered in dust. "Now, where did those prisoners go?" He passed a fighting match and ran towards a bunch of nervous writers.
"Stop!" He shouted. "Its Hammer time!" On the words all the prisoners burst into an unwanted Hammer time dance, except for one. Bondgirl.
"You think a simple Hammer Time can stop me!" She yelled.
"I didn't think it would, so I challenge you!"
That User Who Changed Their Name A Dozen Times And So No One Ever Knew Who They Were Half the Time and When They Did Only Used Bolt.
The tragic tale of losing all #Brand for nothing in return.
Reaching into his belt he brought out his specially made Bolt knives. "Face my wrath!" He screamed and threw the electric charged daggers at her. Then threw a smoke bomb and hide, ready to make his next move after his first move. Because then he might ruin the first ones, and those knives cost like a 100 bucks a pop.
That User Who Changed Their Name A Dozen Times And So No One Ever Knew Who They Were Half the Time and When They Did Only Used Bolt.
The tragic tale of losing all #Brand for nothing in return.
She quickly dropped to the floor in an easy dodge of his attack.
"N00b." She muttered sliding easily on the linoleum floors using the convenient smoke as cover.
...Eww they needed to be cleaned...badly. She took out her gun from the holster in her jacket, and slid over to the grimy untied sneakers she knew to be Bolt's. She reached over and quickly tied the laces together. She shot up out of the fog, holding the gun in front of his astonished face.
"This ends now."
Bond pulled the trigger...
A stream of oddly colored water shot and hit Bolt. He sputtered and gasped...
"What the...What's in that thing?"
Bond looked closer at the water pistol.
"Ooooh... this is the one I took off my little brothers when they were fighting over it... I think they filled it with water, and... dog pee..."
She giggled and watched the look on Bolt's face...Priceless. She only wished she was bluffing.
"Your move genius."
"I'd rather be hated for being who I am, then loved for who I'm not."
Bolt squirmed and "danced" from the pee in an overly cartoon manner, he looked like a zombie from thriller who had a muscle spasm. Bond just watched in aw as he popped in locked, freaked out by what a little pee did to him. Eventually see just leaned against the wall and cleaned her gun. And once it was perfectly clean, he spewed chunks all over her. IN her momentary disgust, he fled, his shoelaces tore, rotted to their deepest fiber.
"Time to go alt," He whispered and took an Itouch from his pocket. He brougt YWS up, and logged in. User name, The Hulk!. Bolt slowly turned green right after he pressed the login button, and his body began to grow out. His shirt ripped off, and his pants turned to strained shorts. His hair turned purple and blue, his eyes yellow. "The Bolt Smash!!!" He screamed and charged at Bond!
That User Who Changed Their Name A Dozen Times And So No One Ever Knew Who They Were Half the Time and When They Did Only Used Bolt.
The tragic tale of losing all #Brand for nothing in return.
Mira grabbed Gsp by the back of her shirt and started dragging her down the hall. None of the others noticed them leave, their attention completely on the battle at hand. The two passed by a room full of giraffes, but Mira ignored them. She stopped at the end of the hallway, where a mysteriously glowing door was located. She looked at Gsp and said, "I'm sorry, Lil Sis. But they said they would protect you if I joined them."
"What do you mean, Mira?" Gsp asked, confusion written on her face.
A tear rolled down Mira's cheek as she opened the door and pushed Gsp through a portal. Gsp screamed, swirling around and around. Mira bit her lip and began to close the door, yelling at her little sister right before she disappeared, "This should take you to where June is! Stay with her! Be safe, Lil Sis!"
Mira turned around to go back down the hall, guilt filling her as she realized the betrayal she was about to put into effect. She fingered the amulet that had been hidden in her sleeve and walked to the giraffe cages. Putting the amulet around her neck, Mira let out a sigh. She pressed a button that opened up the cages and the giraffes filed out.
"Let's go," the girl told them, a look of determination appearing on her. "It's time to attack the land base. After that, Master will have everything set up."
"Yo Amizzle. What happened to us being villains?" I asked staring at Bond and Bolt fighting. She shrugged and continued dancing. I slapped her on the arm, and dragged her down the hallway. "We gotta figure out a way to kill all these people." I said. I stared at AM waiting for a reply as she begin to hum the barney theme song. "A-are you going good?" I said my heart racing. "Hmm what? Oh, no. Of course not." She replied. "Your singing the barney theme song." I said now angry. "Oh, no silly. I'm singing this: I hate you, you hate me. Let's get together and kill barney with a big shot gun we'll shoot him in da head. Then we'll check if he is dead." She sang. "Oh, that's cool then." I said smiling. "Okay, so what's the plan?" I asked looking at her. She gave me a mischievous smile...this was going to be good.
"Ok," Amy whispered, gesturing for JD to come closer so that she could whisper in her ear. "First we get out of this place. And then we go find the NINJA MONKEYS!"
JD rolled her eyes as Amy began to do an impromptu dance across the room; she skillfully (or perhaps not so much) managed to incorporate a twirl with a high, ninja kick as she did so. Amy turned round and bowed to JD who was standing there in shocked silence.
"And then" Amy continued ominously, "We find the NINJA MONKEYS. And when we've found the NINJA MONKEYS we teach them how to dance to Thriller. And then we put in on youtube. Sound good?"
Amy waited in anticipation for JD's reaction to her well thought out, carefully planned and just darn awesome plan.
"It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want."
Having returned to my odd skeletal form i stood idly and watched the various fights break out around me. So the ninja monkeys were coming. Fine, let them come, i smirked. Then we would unleash our plan and end the ultimate conflict ninja monkeys versus pirate giraffes. Thats right people. Pirates versus ninjas. It was gonna be AWESOME!
*:D Who wil win? Dun dun dun*
I have looked into the eye of the storm and stared it down. I am an adrenaline junky and i know no fear.
"That is.." I begin to say. Amy stared at me excited. "AWESOME!" I shouted. She smirked. "Make sure we put on one glove on their paws though." I replied. "Gotta be all MJ." Amy replied. "Yup." I said. Let's do this.
This is exactly how I would act. The before posts were a little fantastic, but this is exactly me. Exactly. I'm not claustrophobic, I'm paranoid of the feeling of having multiple people close to me. Oh, and it's in first person, because I wrote it before I remembered my previous posts were in third person.
TexanWriter
Everyone was fighting and dancing and singing and screaming and smiling and frowning and in the exact same room. There were way too many people in the room. Too. Many. People. Their body heat is killing me! I can feel the bacteria! And they're touching me!!
"Uh, excuse me," I said, heading towards the door. "Pardon me. 'Scuse me, 'scuse me, 'scuse me!"
Heat. Body heat. Blasted, cruddy body heat. I liked none but my own. I needed none but my own. The door was so close. I knew there was an AC vent outside, with cool air, oxygenated air, breathable air. Just a few... more... steps...
"Where do you think you're going?" Skull said, his jawbone clattering as he spoke. "I'm still watching you."
"I, just-just really, really need some air," I stuttered, as often happened when I tried to speak without planning my sentance first. "Um, it's kind of... really crowded. I'll, uh, make... make sure the, the giraffes are all set for vampire monkeys. Right now."
I burst through the door to a blast of clean, untampered air. "Ahhh..." I exhaled slowly, grinning. So, my side still didn't trust me. I was with them, because the good guys stole my sandwich. That felt like a lifetime ago, but I could still taste fried-egg-and-citrus flavor of the goop... It was such a nice sandwich...
Religion without science is lame; science without religion is blind.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the the universe.
Education is what remains after one has forgotten everything he learned in school.
Mira walked by Tex on the way out, a long line of giraffes trailing after her. She had barely heard the conversation from inside, but it had sounded like Tex was going to help her with the attack.
"Are you coming with us?" Mira asked. "Or do we have to drag you out with us?"
Tex looked up at Mira, her face full of confusion. "Wait. Didn't we kidnap you?"
"Yeah, but... I had a change of heart. I'm leading the attack. Now, are you coming?"
"S-sure..."
Tex stood up and joined the parade of giraffes as Mira led them down the hall.
