Lord of Fanfiction

by Yoshizilla-Fan

Yoshizilla-Fan: Well, Banjo-Kazooie is now officially 15 years old. That's one and a half decades of that bear and bird, and their adventures. Even though they stopped in the middle and got themselves fat. But that's not the point. Because while the Lord of Games (L.O.G.) continues to work on new games at his factory in Showdown Town, a new lord shows up and things start to go...his way.


Banjo and Kazooie were flying around in Cloud Cuckooland, with Kazooie flapping her wings, carrying Banjo with her.

"This is the life, eh Kazooie? Fresh air, colors everywhere, and not a care in the world!"

Banjo and Kazooie landed next to Mingy Jongo's skull. "Banjo, you said the same thing five years ago! I think this place is starting to get to you."

"Oh relax, Kazooie. This place makes you feel like you're in twisted child's cartoon, or more likely-"

"Stop!" Kazooie interrupted. "Just how long were you inside that moldy cheese anyway?"

"What does that have to do with this?"

Kazooie sighed. "It just feels like we're going to get into more-"

Before she could finish, time itself somehow froze up, then when time resumed, a tall figure with a blue robe, a silver television head, and an ASCII face appeared next to the bear and bird. "Greetings, o second-rate characters!" he greeted.

"Who are you?" Banjo asked.

"Hey, he kinda looks like that L.O.G. guy that we met before. Doesn't he?" Kazooie mentioned.

"Correct. But that is not my title. I am called Lord of Fanfiction. Call me L.O.F. for short. I am the grand creator of all fanfiction."

"No you're not. This author and every other author is." Kazooie pointed out.

"If that is true, then so is the truth that all games were really created by others." L.O.F. stated, looking out towards the clear blue sky.

Banjo rubbed his chin. "So you created all fanfiction, eh?"

L.O.F. nodded in agreement. "What you have asked is correct."

"Even the ones that suck? Even the ones where girls like Tooty are endlessly gassy?" Kazooie asked.

L.O.F. nodded again. "Also correct."

"What about ones that are unoriginal and complete ripoffs of other ones?"

L.O.F. lowered his head. "Regrettably. My hands are tied within that zone of thought."

"You don't have hands, text face!" Kazooie yelled.

"You see why you two haven't been in as many fanfics as characters such as that humanoid mushroom girl, skeletal beast, purple man that slenderly resembles Grunty or any other characters that are favored by the inspirer of this inspiree?" L.O.F. stated.

Kazooie face-winged herself. "That's just one author! I'm sure we've been in many fanfics! You may be the creator of all fanfics, but you're really only limited to the writing style or this author. Let's see what you're like from another author's point of view."

L.O.F. sighed. "Then that's the end of this chapter."