The flying lawnmower quickly comes in contact with the other lawnmowers, making an army of flying lawnmowers coming for us.
"Shit!" I say as I slash at the lawnmowers.
"Shit!" I say as I slash at the lawnmowers.
Mall Fight Comedy - (take a peek inside!)
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I jump on one flying lawnmower stabbing it and jump from lawnmower to lawnmower, stabbing them, dodging dark matter.
[HEADING=1]IN EQUESTRIA![/HEADING]
[HEADING=3]FOUR MONTHS LATER...[/HEADING]
After many months of classified training, Knife and I are ready to launch into space. We walk toward the ship in our spacesuits.
Roach: Hey guys.
RaN: "That you, Roach?"
Roach: Yeah. They've got me working ground control for this launch. Go ahead and fasten yourselves in. We launch in thirty seconds.
Knife: "Are you sure this rust-bucket is going to get us up there?"
RaN: "I built it myself."
Knife: "So that's a definite 'maybe'."
Roach: T-minus go for auto-sequence start. Twenty-five seconds.
Knife: "I'm starting to have second thoughts."
RaN: "We've been working our asses off just to get here. We can't quit now."
Roach: Rocket booster steering check in work. Twenty.
Knife: "How do you know this thing you won't go off like Challenger?"
RaN: "I don't, but bitching about it now won't make much of a difference."
Roach: Firing chain is armed. Fifteen.
Knife: "C'mon. Don't tell me you're not scared too."
RaN: "We're launching into space in a scrap-metal ship I built in four months. The only thing keeping it from falling apart is magic. OF COURSE I'M FUCKING SCARED!"
Roach: Go for main engine start. T-minus 10, 9, 8...
RaN: "Here we go."
Roach: ... 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Liftoff!
Engines burning, the ship lifts off the ground. We lose radio contact with ground control. Two grueling minutes later, we breach atmosphere and set a course of orbit to the Moon.
Knife: "I'm in spaaaaaaaace!"
RaN: "Sorry Knife. I already ran that joke through the ground twice."
[HEADING=3]FOUR MONTHS LATER...[/HEADING]
After many months of classified training, Knife and I are ready to launch into space. We walk toward the ship in our spacesuits.
Roach: Hey guys.
RaN: "That you, Roach?"
Roach: Yeah. They've got me working ground control for this launch. Go ahead and fasten yourselves in. We launch in thirty seconds.
Knife: "Are you sure this rust-bucket is going to get us up there?"
RaN: "I built it myself."
Knife: "So that's a definite 'maybe'."
Roach: T-minus go for auto-sequence start. Twenty-five seconds.
Knife: "I'm starting to have second thoughts."
RaN: "We've been working our asses off just to get here. We can't quit now."
Roach: Rocket booster steering check in work. Twenty.
Knife: "How do you know this thing you won't go off like Challenger?"
RaN: "I don't, but bitching about it now won't make much of a difference."
Roach: Firing chain is armed. Fifteen.
Knife: "C'mon. Don't tell me you're not scared too."
RaN: "We're launching into space in a scrap-metal ship I built in four months. The only thing keeping it from falling apart is magic. OF COURSE I'M FUCKING SCARED!"
Roach: Go for main engine start. T-minus 10, 9, 8...
RaN: "Here we go."
Roach: ... 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Liftoff!
Engines burning, the ship lifts off the ground. We lose radio contact with ground control. Two grueling minutes later, we breach atmosphere and set a course of orbit to the Moon.
Knife: "I'm in spaaaaaaaace!"
RaN: "Sorry Knife. I already ran that joke through the ground twice."
NaR: "So... Now what?"
Waffles: "I wash my eyes out with soap, that's what."
Waffles runs into the bathroom and rinses off his eyes.
NaR: "Well, I'll be at the Food Court if you guys need anything."
NaR walks to the Food Court and stops by Panda Express.
Waffles: "I wash my eyes out with soap, that's what."
Waffles runs into the bathroom and rinses off his eyes.
NaR: "Well, I'll be at the Food Court if you guys need anything."
NaR walks to the Food Court and stops by Panda Express.
[HEADING=1]IN THE REAL WORLD![/HEADING]
I finish my Latte and step out of Starbucks. A dark fog is rolling in. Burning cars and corpses litter the street. I walk up to Martin.
Sage: "Whatever was going on in that damn town is spreading! I'll drive."
Everyone piles into the Charger. After driving a comfortable distance from town, I turn on the radio.
I finish my Latte and step out of Starbucks. A dark fog is rolling in. Burning cars and corpses litter the street. I walk up to Martin.
Sage: "Whatever was going on in that damn town is spreading! I'll drive."
Everyone piles into the Charger. After driving a comfortable distance from town, I turn on the radio.
[HEADING=1]MEANWHILE IN ...SOMEWHERE[/HEADING]
I wake up, "Where the fuck am?!", I say inspecting my body.
I then see an old man sitting on a throne watching me, "Who the fuck are you!?"
The old man laughs, "
", he says with a guffaw, "
"
I wake up, "Where the fuck am?!", I say inspecting my body.
I then see an old man sitting on a throne watching me, "Who the fuck are you!?"
The old man laughs, "
Code:
Isn't it obvious?
Code:
I'm you!
[HEADING=1]Back where ever Tox and Waffle's body are, I haven't been keeping track![/HEADING]
Connor wakes up and walks over, "Hey guys, what's up and stuff?"
Connor wakes up and walks over, "Hey guys, what's up and stuff?"
"Funny, I have been plotting my revenge for him killing all the Daleks, and my plan to do it was gonna start now. I mean, wow! Just wow!" says Connor.
"Well... I might be able to save him." says Connor.
"WHAT!?!?!!??!" yells Tox at me.
"I have demonic Auditor powers, but if I bring him back he won't be the same as before."
"DO IT, JUST FUCKING DO IT!" says Tox like a *****.
"Jezz, your so melodramatic." Connor pull out his arms to Waffles and a dark energy enters his body.
"WHAT!?!?!!??!" yells Tox at me.
"I have demonic Auditor powers, but if I bring him back he won't be the same as before."
"DO IT, JUST FUCKING DO IT!" says Tox like a *****.
"Jezz, your so melodramatic." Connor pull out his arms to Waffles and a dark energy enters his body.