The wind ran through Ashton's random body part. A large hand came out of the clouds that magically appeared in the sky, clasped into a loose fist. When it reached the ground, it opened to reveal the writer, Alex, wearing a coach's outfit.
"Okay... I went a bit overboard last chapter, so now there are going to be some cuts."
Everyone lined up and stood at attention.
"Alright.... Umaro, hit the road."
"Ruuurrraughhh...."
"Steiner, you're out."
Steiner mumbled something about bastard son of a knave and sulked off.
"Sephiroth? I'm just not too good at your charicter. Seeya."
Sephiroth didn't look to mad, actually, "Well, to be honest, I have to go appear in a fangirl's dream. Toodles!"
Everyone stood there, confused.
"Ohhhhhh kayyyyy... Lesse... Terra. Goodbye."
Terra runs off leaving a Terra-shaped cloud behind.
"Well. Um... okay. Celine. You too. Hit the road."
Ashton attaches himself to her legs. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Don't make me get the crowbar."
"Fine..." Ashton deattaches himself.
"Cecil, Rosa. Hit the road."
The two stuck their tounges out and melted into the ground.
"Who's left?"
Ashton, Precis, Tifa, Kei, Alex, Season, Lizy, Locke, and Celes raised their hand. Mr. Head grumbled.
"Okay. That's good. Carry on."
The author: Alex climbed back into the large hand, it clamped down again, and he went back to the clouds.
"Okay. We need another quest."
The author: Alex's voice boomed once again, "WAIT! I forgot one addition..."
Ratsputin fell from the sky.
"He's not really from an RPG, he's from Magical Final Fantasy Star Warrior Hearts or something. Enjoy!"
"Hello all. I'm old and horny."
"Join the club."
The group wandered the desert for fourty days and fourty nights, guided by a pillar of fire at night, and a pillar of cloud during the day.
"That was odd."
"Indeed."
"BOOYAH!!!!" Ratsputin screamed and jumped in the air, promptly landing and smashing his walking stick into Ashton's groin.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Ashton fell to the floor, holding his groin. "What was the point of that?!" Ashton asked, a bit higher than earlier.
"Well, nothing really. Just felt like doing it. Expect more in the future." Ratsputin smiled and leaned on his staff.
Ashton gets up, a bit shaky, "We... need... a... quest..."
"Well, I've always hated Disney..." said that random talking bubble that always happens to advance what little plot this thing may have.
"GOOD IDEA! LET'S STORM DISNEY!!"
"YEAH!"
"ALRIGHT!!"
"BOOYAH!!" Ratsputin slams his stick into Ashton's groin. Ashton let out a faint gurgle and fell to the floor.
"Uhhhhrhhhgh..."
"Right... LET'S GO!!!!" Precis leads the troupe away from wherever they are now to the Disney building. The journey took 5 hours and three minutes exactly.
"We are here to destroy you!!!!" After Precis' horrible battle cry, the whole force of Disney's military came out of the building to meet the attackers. The resident commander spoke: "Attention opposers, you will be eliminated. No survivors. Attack!!!"
The battle wages on for what seems like an eternity. Everyone exposing their amazing combat techniques. After a while, the ground starts to shake.
"What?!"
"What's going on?!"
"I WANT MY MOMMY!!!"
"BOOYAH!" Ratsputin slams his stick into Ashton's groin. Ashton whimpers and falls to the ground.
The quake racked on the Disney army's artillery and tanks. The group was hardly affected, but were VERY afraid.
"What's going on here?!" The quake went on for what seemed like an eternity, when the ground opened up to relese thousands of imps, demons, and other generally evil whirlygigs. After the fleets rose, the ghost of Walt Disney flew up and spoke in a frightening tone.
"You have discraced Disney... You must all DIE!!!" Then when things were at their worst, all the demons died and Walt Disney was captured by the Ghostbusters.
"Wow. That could have sucked."
"Yep."
The group continued to destroy The Disney building, and then go back to the old room. They all got what they wanted, so I could follow with the plotline and it's happening a lot, so eh.
Alex (Yes, he was there) got a large slice of bread.
Season got Seventeen's ass.
Lizy got another hair from a virgin undead mountaiun goat to add to her collection.
Ashton got a cup.
Ratsputin got a steel rod to use as a walking stick, screamed booyah, and slammed it into Ashton's groin, shattering the cup.
Precis got nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Locke and Celes got the millenium 500 page version of Karma Sutra, then giggled like stupid idiots and ran away.
Tifa got a hairbrush.
Kei got an entire set of "Super Hoser" Hunter Gear.
Mr. Head got the nobel peace prize.
The author got more reviews.
You, the reader, will get five dollars in the mail. Please allow 6-8 decades for delivery.
"Okay... I went a bit overboard last chapter, so now there are going to be some cuts."
Everyone lined up and stood at attention.
"Alright.... Umaro, hit the road."
"Ruuurrraughhh...."
"Steiner, you're out."
Steiner mumbled something about bastard son of a knave and sulked off.
"Sephiroth? I'm just not too good at your charicter. Seeya."
Sephiroth didn't look to mad, actually, "Well, to be honest, I have to go appear in a fangirl's dream. Toodles!"
Everyone stood there, confused.
"Ohhhhhh kayyyyy... Lesse... Terra. Goodbye."
Terra runs off leaving a Terra-shaped cloud behind.
"Well. Um... okay. Celine. You too. Hit the road."
Ashton attaches himself to her legs. "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"Don't make me get the crowbar."
"Fine..." Ashton deattaches himself.
"Cecil, Rosa. Hit the road."
The two stuck their tounges out and melted into the ground.
"Who's left?"
Ashton, Precis, Tifa, Kei, Alex, Season, Lizy, Locke, and Celes raised their hand. Mr. Head grumbled.
"Okay. That's good. Carry on."
The author: Alex climbed back into the large hand, it clamped down again, and he went back to the clouds.
"Okay. We need another quest."
The author: Alex's voice boomed once again, "WAIT! I forgot one addition..."
Ratsputin fell from the sky.
"He's not really from an RPG, he's from Magical Final Fantasy Star Warrior Hearts or something. Enjoy!"
"Hello all. I'm old and horny."
"Join the club."
The group wandered the desert for fourty days and fourty nights, guided by a pillar of fire at night, and a pillar of cloud during the day.
"That was odd."
"Indeed."
"BOOYAH!!!!" Ratsputin screamed and jumped in the air, promptly landing and smashing his walking stick into Ashton's groin.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Ashton fell to the floor, holding his groin. "What was the point of that?!" Ashton asked, a bit higher than earlier.
"Well, nothing really. Just felt like doing it. Expect more in the future." Ratsputin smiled and leaned on his staff.
Ashton gets up, a bit shaky, "We... need... a... quest..."
"Well, I've always hated Disney..." said that random talking bubble that always happens to advance what little plot this thing may have.
"GOOD IDEA! LET'S STORM DISNEY!!"
"YEAH!"
"ALRIGHT!!"
"BOOYAH!!" Ratsputin slams his stick into Ashton's groin. Ashton let out a faint gurgle and fell to the floor.
"Uhhhhrhhhgh..."
"Right... LET'S GO!!!!" Precis leads the troupe away from wherever they are now to the Disney building. The journey took 5 hours and three minutes exactly.
"We are here to destroy you!!!!" After Precis' horrible battle cry, the whole force of Disney's military came out of the building to meet the attackers. The resident commander spoke: "Attention opposers, you will be eliminated. No survivors. Attack!!!"
The battle wages on for what seems like an eternity. Everyone exposing their amazing combat techniques. After a while, the ground starts to shake.
"What?!"
"What's going on?!"
"I WANT MY MOMMY!!!"
"BOOYAH!" Ratsputin slams his stick into Ashton's groin. Ashton whimpers and falls to the ground.
The quake racked on the Disney army's artillery and tanks. The group was hardly affected, but were VERY afraid.
"What's going on here?!" The quake went on for what seemed like an eternity, when the ground opened up to relese thousands of imps, demons, and other generally evil whirlygigs. After the fleets rose, the ghost of Walt Disney flew up and spoke in a frightening tone.
"You have discraced Disney... You must all DIE!!!" Then when things were at their worst, all the demons died and Walt Disney was captured by the Ghostbusters.
"Wow. That could have sucked."
"Yep."
The group continued to destroy The Disney building, and then go back to the old room. They all got what they wanted, so I could follow with the plotline and it's happening a lot, so eh.
Alex (Yes, he was there) got a large slice of bread.
Season got Seventeen's ass.
Lizy got another hair from a virgin undead mountaiun goat to add to her collection.
Ashton got a cup.
Ratsputin got a steel rod to use as a walking stick, screamed booyah, and slammed it into Ashton's groin, shattering the cup.
Precis got nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Locke and Celes got the millenium 500 page version of Karma Sutra, then giggled like stupid idiots and ran away.
Tifa got a hairbrush.
Kei got an entire set of "Super Hoser" Hunter Gear.
Mr. Head got the nobel peace prize.
The author got more reviews.
You, the reader, will get five dollars in the mail. Please allow 6-8 decades for delivery.
