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The Hunt For Fanfrazio(The story begins with our heroes, the 5½ members of Rabid Monkey as they return to Area 1.0, their former headquarters, now Fanfrazio's feces-infested nest)BMS: Alright guys, lock and load! (readies Chihuahua gun) Madgraduate: (loads double-barrelled shotgun) Mark: (equips H2K rocket launcher) Hasno: (dons PSG-1 rifle) RtR: Fanfrazio, I know you're here, your ass is mine! (loads Colt Single Action Army) Silent RtR Clone: .......(wraps hands around 34' bat) BMS: Ready? Then lets move out crew! (The party moves down the once-hallowed halls of their former stomping grounds. The 5½ pause to "admire" the picture of Aya hanging in Rag's office.) GROUP: (collective) *drool* BMS: (snapping outta it) Enough of that, I hear something coming from my old room... (They enter Big M's old war room, horrified at the sight they behold...) Madgraduate: Sweet..mother..of...FANFRAZIO U BASTARD!!! (The room's walls once covered with posters of Tifa, were now wallpapered with what appeared to be monkey droppings. Suddenly, the vile transgressor, camouflagued by his crap, dropped from the ceiling...) BMS: Sante sagre'!! Vamos amigos! Mark: What he said! Fanfrazio: NYA! NYA! (razor-sharp claws extend from fingers) Hasno: (at doorway, PSG scope set on FF) Eat this you pathetic excuse for a primate! *BLAM*BLAM*BLAM* (Hasno's bullets rip into FF, he howls horribly then pounces on Hasno!) Hasno: Oh monkey $*it, a little backup here guys! Madgraduate: Eh monkey-boy, lick this! *BOOM* (Madgrad unloads both barrells into the monkey, blasting him off Hasno onto the floor!) FF: GRRR!! HISSS!!! Madgraduate: Damn, I think I just pyst him off even more! RtR & Clone: We'll get him! (The two Ragnaroks charge the enraged beast, but he strikes them both and sends them spinning to the floor, causing them to drop their weapons.) ? RtR: Unngh, you b@$*tard... (picks up bat and charges FF, but before he can even strike, the monkey impales him on his claws and rips him to shreds.) Other RtR: NO! (grabs Colt and unloads all six chambers into FF) FF: HAROOO! (NOTE: That is a scream of pain and agony in case u r wondering -editor) RtR: Now Mark, NOW! Mark: I'll see you in hell old homewrecker! (Fires rocket launcher, FF explodes into a thousand furry, bloody pieces) Hasno: ..Is it over? RtR: Not yet! (The many, many, many, many, many small pieces of Fanfrazio begin gathering together and reforming their former self.) Madgraduate: (reloads shotgun) Here we go again! BMS: No, wait, I came prepared for this. (fires Chihuahua gun at the reforming FF, the highly acidic dog piss melts the many, many, many..) RtR: Will you stop that! (picks up bat) (Okay, okay. It melts what's left of FF into nothingness. R U HAPPY NOW?!?) RtR: Very. Ding-dong-the-monkey's-dead, the-monkey's-dead, the-monkey's-dead... Hasno: Hey Big M, how did you know the acid would finish him off? BMS: I didnt, I just wanted to try something seeing as how our dead nemesises have a nasty habit of coming back to life. Mark: And that, my friends, is why he is our leader! (On the other side of the room, RtR stares solemly at his remains...) Madgraduate: Must've been tough watching your clone die in front of you... RtR: That's the thing Madgrad. I..I dont know if this is the clone or not. We share the same memories...so I cant tell, at least not for sure. Madgraduate: So you're a clone! Big f***ing deal! All our originals were killed by this thing, so its only fitting yours was too! RtR: Well since you put it that way, lets celebrate! Whose up for pizza? BMS: Good call! Madgraduate: Yeah, baby, yeah! Mark: Awesome! Hasno: Excellent! RtR: Bossonova! OTHERS: Bossonova?!? (TMNT theme music starts playing) END |
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