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Isabel and Opal have sued nony0mous and now this story is not allowed in any country, body of water, sky, or organism.
As stated in the Court of Evil Justice, nony0ous does not own The 39 Clues series, which is owned by Scholastic and various other authors, including Rick Riordan.
According to Isabel, "nony0mous could not own the Artemis Fowl series, because that about a genius and therefore written by a genius. There is no way nony0mous could ever be Eoin Colfer."
nony0mous, in fact, put so many references in this story, he could probably not even remember where he found them all.
However, because of a small yet gigantic and obvious loophole in the Unfair Law of the Court of Evil Justice, nony0mous is allowed to post his story on a certain site called Fan Fiction.
If you are reading this anyplace else that is not Fan Fiction, then report to the Office of Rampage Lawsuits immediately!
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nony0mous is also allowed to say that he is the winner of the
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You are now free to continue whatever thing you are doing, as long as it is allowed by Isabel and Opal, unless you want to get executed.
Thank you.
There are a huge amount of references in this story. Don't Panic! If you didn't understand the reference I just made there, just read on.
Isabel Kabra was seething.
She was in her cell inside the asylum. Originally she was locked up for life in jail. But no, the government had to move her just because she attacked a cellmate. Didn't they understand? Wasn't it obvious he was a spy for Amy and Dan? Only a spy for them would dress that poorly!
Now she was locked up for life in an asylum.
Only her best friend in the whole wide world, Padwall, understood. Isabel didn't actually know Padwall's real name, so she nicknamed him. She got the name from her former cellmate, who told her about this book. In it were four Frauders: Goony, Wormfail, Padwall and Tongs. At least that was what she thought they were named. Padwall didn't oppose to the name, so it stuck.
"But what should I do?" she asked Padwall. For some reason Padwall never responded. He was kind of dumb that way. Then again, he was a padded wall. But that was Padwall for you.
Today, however, he responded. "Take revenge on that genius," he said.
Hm. Amy was a bit like a genius. "What else?"
"Attack that old hag." he said.
Alistair was definitely an old hag.
"Kill the commander."
Eisenhower.
"Take away the comfort of that pampered, disgusting wizard!"
Jonah.
"Beware of traitors."
Yes, she'd have to do away of Ian and Natalie.
"NO MORE LEPRECHAUNS!"
Those stupid leprechauns. They were always teasing her from the comfort of the floor. Isabel always had to sleep on the ceiling.
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Opal Koboi was seething.
She was in her cell in the cell inside her cell of the asylum. Originally she only had two cells. But no, the LEP hadto give her another cell just because she tried to escape. Didn't they understand? Wasn't it obvious she wasn't deserving of an asylum? Only the LEP would be cruel enough to put her in a human jail.
Now she had three cells.
Somewhere, she heard a voice. This wasn't surprising; she always heard voices. This one said, "But what should I do?" The voices never answered. But she didn't need them to answer her; she was genius, after all.
She thought about what she would do when she was out of this wicked place.
"Take revenge on that genius."
Artemis kept getting in the way of her plans.
"What else?" the voice asked.
Yes, that wasn't enough. She had to do more. But wasn't that obvious?
"Attack the old hag."
Curse Holly Short, that descendant of Cupid!
"Kill the commander."
She killed one already, why not a second?
"Take away the comfort of that pampered, disgusting wizard!"
That warlock, whose name could barely be written, let alone said.
"Beware of traitors."
Everybody kept betraying her.
"NO MORE LEPrecons!" she screeched.
And those pesky police fairies had to be dealt with.
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Isabel sighed. She couldn't do anything without getting out of this cell. She might need a partner.
For a moment, the true Isabel broke through. You don't need a partner, she thought. You need a slave. Someone who will do your bidding, help you rule the world, until there is no reason for them, and then... maybe I'll let them rule. Mars, that is.
She smiled.
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Opal sighed. She couldn't do anything without getting out of these cells. She would have thought about a partner except Opal cannot think about working together.
You don't need a partner, she thought. You need a slave. Someone who will do your bidding, help you rule the world, until there is no reason for them, and then... maybe I'll let them rule. Their own Atlantis Maximum Security Prison cell, that is.
She smiled.