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The Final Fight(Last time, our five heroes had been tossed down the hole by the Duke, RtR had gotten hungry, and Pikachu continues to mutuate. And I have now been given this lovely cocktail dress! And the straps are stunning!)Madgrad: Uh, now that you have the dress, BMS is naked. This may present a bit of a problem. Hasno: And they call me "Hasno" . HAHAHAH! BMS: Shut the hell up. (Well, alright. I'll give you back the dress until after you kill the beast, then its mine you little bitch!) Duke: My, aren't we the jealous little lass! (@ss) Mark: Well gentlemen, Pikachu isn't exactly going back to normal here, so lets go get him. RtR: Promise not to violate any copyrights? Mark: Yeah, but only is Madgrad agress to. Madgrad: Okay...grumble... Someone: Fatass. RtR: I HEARD THAT! Madgrad: Okay, I got an idea. I'll go take point and scout out the area. That way we won't all get bunched up. Mark: You'll go alone? BMS: You? Duke: Finally, one of you pansies has some balls. RM Crew: SHUT UP DUKE! Duke: Fairies. Someone: Testosterone crazed freak. :: And so Madgrad bravely armed his gun, and wandered off into the tunnels. The rest of the RM crew ran into the other direction:: Mark: There is a name for people like Madgrad... BMS: Yeah, "bait" Hasno: Oh look, there's more fur over here. The little fuzzy demon must be close by... Voice: Closer than you think actually..... Silent BMS...... Silent Hasno..... Silent RtR...... Slient Mark..... Duke: Dman, that's one big ass demon. ::Towering 30 feet into the air, Parasite Pikachu loomed over the RM 2.0 crew. Resembling a cross between an H.R. Geiger nightmare and Pikachu, the demon floated with no apparent suspension:: Hasno: Um, BMS, your the one in the dress. You got any ideas? BMS: I'm a guy, in a dress, and you are looking to me for ideas? Mark: Point taken. RtR: I'm gonna go with the Captain Kirk philosophy here.....set phasers to roast and shoot to kill! ::And so all five men fired upon the mighty Pokedemon, but to no avail:: Duke: man oh man, this have never happened to me before. ::Suddenly, from a platform far above the demon, the Madgrad burst onto the seen:: Madgrad: I'll take you out with something more than bbrute force...I'll use...style! ::Madgrad does a high dive right off of the platform with a submachine gun in each hand, firing all the way down. Ironically, he ran out of ammo right before his body smacked into the ground:: Hasno: Lets go to our panel of our Olympic Judges to see how they rate that dive. BMS: 9.5 Mark: 10 RtR: 9.8 Duke: 9.2 Madgrad: Ugggggghhhhhhhh Poke-demon: Hahahah! Now I will crush you sorry @sses! Voice 2: Hold it right there! No videogame character can curse like that! Poke-demon: WTF? Who are you? Voice 2: I'm the EA MAN!! I control what games are published or not! I doom you to censorship!!! Poke-demon: Noooooooo! ::And by using his massive powers, the EA man doomed the Poke-demon into darkness, not for killing or violence, but for cursing. Ironic.:: Madgrad: Ugghhh, is it over? Mark: Yes, but not how anyone expected. Hasno: Wow, I think that the EA Man was scarier than the Poke-demon. Madgrad: Awwwwww, sh@t. My leg shouldn't bend that way. Voice 3: Hey! I'm the only one who can kill evil mutations. Mark: WOW! Its AYA! Your my dream girl. But your voice, its so deep.. Aya: Hate to dissillusin you, but I'm not a chick. ::With that "Aya" rips off "her" Wig, and reveals another very familiar set of blonde hair:: Mark: Your....your...CLOUD! Cloud: Yeah, you should have been clued off by my stupidity and ineptitude, plus the height. Mark: Oh my God! Cloud: Yep, I couldn't get any work after FF7. I had to cross dress to get any work. Madgrad: So MArk was turned on by a guy?HAHAHAHAH! Other RM Crew: HAHAHAHAH! Mark: I'm gonna be sick... Duke: He did have a nice ass. Madgrad: You too? (ahem ahem, BMS, you owe me a dress) BMS: Okay, here, take the dress! ::And so the scene end son our heroes. BMS is naked, Mark is crying, and everyone else is laughing. Tune in next time for our continuing adventures!:: Madgrad |
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