Dungeon

Masters

Of The Universe

This is my second fanfic, yea I know my first one was rushed, but that one was mainly an introduction, this one is gonna be twice as long, and more people are going to have bigger parts as well. Enjoy!


It was morning, at last, after a whole night of constant thought. It has been a week since Gord got frozen, he was still confused. He thought to himself. How did I get here? When did I get here? And most importantly, why did he come here?

Just then, bender walked in. "Come on meatlet, Time to go to work." He said.

"Hmm usually you like to got to work late." Said Gord rubbing his eyes.

"I only like being an hour late, any minute later and my agitation unit starts activating."

"Alright give me a sec."

And with that, Bender walked out of the room and waited for Gord to get dressed. Then they both walked out of the apartment, and met Fry and Leela on the way to work.

"Hey skintubes, your later than usual." Said Bender lighting a cigar.

"Yea well, we were really… busy last night." Leela said with a smirk, looking at Fry.

Bender took a puff of his cigar and blew it in the couples face.

"DNA shootin sickos, you're even worse than Canadian money!"

"Lets just get to work." Leela said, coughing from Bender smoke.

Everyone met at the conference table. They were waiting for the Professor to give them the mission for the day. When, everyone started hearing clangs and bangs coming from the Professors lab. "Comin in a second-ACKKK." screamed the Professor.

Everyone looked worried and uncertain and decided to check what was going on, until the professor walked in. Everybody gasped in unison.

"GREAT REEFS OF GREECE!" Yelled Hermes.

"Professor what are those doodles on your face and what's that do-hickey sticking out your back." Said Fry.

"Oh my." Said the professor looking at the huge pipe on his back, and burn marks on his face." This is a part from my new invention." Then he trailed off.

"Which is.." continued Gord.

"Wha, I don't know anything about Oh Hengorgories bars, that makes me angry. I'M GOING TO MY NEW INVENTION! COME EVERYONE!" He continued on. Everyone followed him to his lab.

"This is my new invention, it's a virtual Dungeons and Dragons machine, having you choose between 9 different classes." Said professor Farnsworth. The invention was a small dome.

"Aw sweet, I played that game back in the 21st century, I was a level 87 Night elf wizard!" Said Gord.

"Aw great, Canadian money now a Canadian nerd to! AW MANN!" said Bender, taking another puff of his cigar.

"So what are the classes?" Asked Fry.

"Why it's warrior, archer, wizard, priest, Amazon, assassin, thief, joker and dwarf."

"Cool, we gotta try it out!" said Fry.

As they all entered the dome, there was a shadow looking into the window, then it disappeared. The whole gang was in a crappy armoury, where everyone was choosing his or her classes. Fry was the warrior, Leela was the Amazon warrior, Gord was the Wizard, bender was the thief, Hermes was the Priest, Zoidberg was the joker, Scruffy was the assassin, Amy was the archer (oh boy) and Farnsworth was the dwarf. Fry then looked around. He noticed he was wearing a tunic and pants with a huge axe.

"Wow, I look great hey Le-oooh." Said Fry, as he looked at Leela, who was wearing armour that only covered up her shoulders, and private areas (Just using armour that I have seen in games, not trying to be sexist or anything :))

"Uh professor, can we take these costumes home after!" shouted Fry, wearing a smirk on his face.

"FRY!" shouted Leela embarrassed. "Maybe later."

Zoidberg was wearing weird jokers clothing (I don't know what joker's clothing looks like, other than the jokers hat. Use your imagination dammit!)

"Hooray I'm funny now!" Shouted Zoidberg.

"Cram a sock in it lobster! Give me that joker's hat!" Yelled Bender, Snatching Zoidbergs joker hat.

"Ohhhh." Sighed Zoidberg, looking down on the ground.

Bender had dark leather armour on, with ripped sleeves and black fingerless gloves on.

"Now it is complete." Announced Bender, putting on his Joker hat. "Come on chumps." He said to the rest of them.

"Comin' Mon." said Hermes. He had Priest's Robes on, with his badge on the right side of his chest. Amy was wearing leather armour, with a quiver full of arrows. Farnsworth, the dwarf; was short with weird looking armour and a large Viking helmet. Scruffy, the assassin, was wearing dark robes that were hooded and had knives that stuck from his fingertips (like Freddy). And Gord was in his light blue wizard robes.

As each of them went through the door to the arena, an electronic voice told each of the persons name and level.

"Name: Philip j. Fry. Nametag: Hugh jass. Level 1" said the electronic voice.

Fry walked through the door, laughing quietley at himself. Next Leela walked through the door.

"Name: Torunga Leela. Nametag: 1BD1. Level 1"

Then, one by one, everyone else went through the door.

"Hermes Conrad. Stampinator. Level 1."

"Amy Wong. Wongiswight. Level 1"

"John Zoidberg. Red Primate. Level 1"

"Hubert Farnsworth. The Brain. Level 1"

"Bender Rodriguez. Wiggles. Level 1"

"Gordy Macky. GordisGod. Level 87."

"Scruffy. Marmalade. Level 95."

Everybody gasped.

"Your level 95?!" said Gord.

"Scruffy played a lot." Said Scruffy, then he started sobbing. "Scruffy was lonely."

Just as everyone entered the ring, there was a gathering of the DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS committee 500 feet below the PE crew. They were, by legend, earth's actual and most feared leaders.

"Sir, we have a problem." Said one of the members.

"I know." Said the nerdy leaders voice, hidden within the shadows. "My magic level is 100, I can see anything in the universe."

"No, your just using that distant telepathic image ray your parents gave you for Christmas last year." Said another nerdy voice.

"SILENCE! DON'T MAKE ME USE FIRE BALL ON YOU!" Said the leaders voice again.

"This Gord fellow seems to be stronger than anyone imagined my liege, we must deal with him before he takes us over, and ruins our plans." Said one of the minions.

"Alright here's what we have to do." Said the nerdy leader. Then someone from upstairs cut him off.

"Jeffy! Breakfast!" said his mother.

"AW! COMING MA!" Said the leader, coming out of the shadows, revealing a tall, 30 year old man with pasty skin and glasses.

"Our reign of terror begins after breakfast." He said with a low, nerdy voice.

"And don't bring that stupid costume upstairs! I don't like that robe in my kitchen." Said his mother again.

"YES MA!"

End of chapter one, chapter two is coming out later, cya's later!