Umm..... I am currently bashing my head against wall, which is quite difficult to do while writing this fic. It's also quite difficult to do since my chair broke. Oh, yea, and to add to that, I'm calling myself an idiot the whole way. I guess you can call me a multi-tasker. Anyway, I was told by one of the people that read my fic to stop writing it, and that it was shit. This person, whom I would like to call the Baka for now, has just reminded me to write the continuation.
Sorry, no time to do the disclaimer thing, I'm bashing my head against the wall. Wait a minute..... aren't I a 'multi-tasker'? Whatever.
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For the Sake of Bashing My Head Against the Wall
by Supercat
It was late, late at night in Gendo's pad. He was getting prepared for the fight. In other words, he was getting stone drunk. Yup, you guessed it, Gendo is a master of drunkin' boxing. He knew Jackie Chan in college. Anyway, he seemed to be preparing QUITE well. Gendo, sprawled on the couch, was surrounded by beer bottles, and holding some has well.
"OOOOOOHHHH!!!!! 29 bottles of beer on the wall, 29 bottles of beeeerrr! Take one down, pass it around, *glug, glug* 28 bottles of.... Hey?! Who drank my beer? Was it you, Mr. Hand?!" chanted Gendo in a drunken voice while talking to his hand.
(In the morning..... in other words, 3 hours later)
Gendo stumbled up from his drunken slumber, blinked, and looked at the alarm clock, which had obviously denied it's purpose, since it was 1:56 A.M.
"Holy Shit! The match starts in 4 minutes!"
He raced to the car, which was quite difficult, since he had the world record 'worst hangover' of man-kind. Not woman-kind, of course, since Misato proudly holds that position, and since Gendo isn't a woman. Trying to think straight, he put the key in the ignition. It wasn't working.
"Start, god damn you, START!!!!"
It obviously wasn't working.
"This obviously isn't working..." pondered Gendo.
"HHmmmm....."
"I have a use for you."
With that, the car went zooming out of the driveway at 280 miles an hour, surprising it's conducter.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!"
The car maneuvered faster than a speeding bullet threw every red light possible, grazing threw every short cut possible.
Fire blazing behind, Gendo's Chevy went reeling to a stop in front of the Mega Super Duper Uber Arena. Has he got out of the car and shut the door, his car collapsed in ashes.
"Farewell, brave vehicle."
Trumpets played, Gendo sniffed.
Going back to reality, He sped past the doors into the arena, panting like a dog.
Gendo rushed to Hikari and asked: "Where's the entrance?"
"Why do you want to know?" she questionned.
"Because the match starts in 17 seconds!"
"UUhhhh.... Gendo, the match starts at 3:00."
"Damn it!"
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PenPen was in is room, feeling good about himself. He had it all figured out. He knew exactly how to deal with Gendo. Just playin' it smooth. PenPen figured that he had to find Gendo's weak spot to defeat him (like every opponent), and after long consideration, he determined it. PenPen was envisaging the gold, when, at that momment, a hot servant openned the door to PenPen's room, also called "the shag pad".
"Uh..Mr. PenPen...", she stutered, "You wanted something?"
"Squawk, squawk...squwack!"
"Oh, Mr. PenPen, uh... I mean the "Pen Meister"... you have such a way with words!"
"squaawk..."
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(The beginning of the match)
"Hello everybody! As usual, this your is host Hikari, and this is the Mega Super Duper Uber Arena! We're just momments away from the breathtaking flamme match between PenPen the reigning champion and Gendo the challenger!"
The Mega Super Duper Uber Arena was quite a site.... 10 years of beautiful architectural design, perfected in every way possible... and then that all got flushed down the toilet has the huge Celebrity Deathmatch tower crashed into the arena and slammed onto the ground.
"Ah shit Johnny, that was one helluva fight!", Nick Diamond said has he struggled to his feet.
"Yeah, who knew Linkin Park could detach their piercings and turn them into razor blades!" Johnny Gomez responded.
"Metallica sure wasn't expecting that!"
They both chuckled heartily, and people stared, stared for a very long time.
"Uh... Johnny... where are we?"
"I don't know Nick, but they all have big eyes and strangely colored hair..."
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He.. I'm stalling, aren't I? Don't worry, the battle's coming soon. For those of you who don't know, Nick Diamond and Johnny Gomez are the hosts of Celebrity Deathmatch, a show on MTV made entirely with clay (hey Metallica fans... don't get all pissed... it's just comedy... altough we ALL know that in a Celebrity Deathmatch, Linkin Park would kick ass...). Many fun surprises are coming up soon, after I take my well deserved vacation... in Quebec! That's right folks, instead of having an aching back because of my heavy backpack, I'm going to have aching legs because of lots of skiing! Yay! (don't get me wrong, I love skiing)
Sorry, no time to do the disclaimer thing, I'm bashing my head against the wall. Wait a minute..... aren't I a 'multi-tasker'? Whatever.
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For the Sake of Bashing My Head Against the Wall
by Supercat
It was late, late at night in Gendo's pad. He was getting prepared for the fight. In other words, he was getting stone drunk. Yup, you guessed it, Gendo is a master of drunkin' boxing. He knew Jackie Chan in college. Anyway, he seemed to be preparing QUITE well. Gendo, sprawled on the couch, was surrounded by beer bottles, and holding some has well.
"OOOOOOHHHH!!!!! 29 bottles of beer on the wall, 29 bottles of beeeerrr! Take one down, pass it around, *glug, glug* 28 bottles of.... Hey?! Who drank my beer? Was it you, Mr. Hand?!" chanted Gendo in a drunken voice while talking to his hand.
(In the morning..... in other words, 3 hours later)
Gendo stumbled up from his drunken slumber, blinked, and looked at the alarm clock, which had obviously denied it's purpose, since it was 1:56 A.M.
"Holy Shit! The match starts in 4 minutes!"
He raced to the car, which was quite difficult, since he had the world record 'worst hangover' of man-kind. Not woman-kind, of course, since Misato proudly holds that position, and since Gendo isn't a woman. Trying to think straight, he put the key in the ignition. It wasn't working.
"Start, god damn you, START!!!!"
It obviously wasn't working.
"This obviously isn't working..." pondered Gendo.
"HHmmmm....."
"I have a use for you."
With that, the car went zooming out of the driveway at 280 miles an hour, surprising it's conducter.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!"
The car maneuvered faster than a speeding bullet threw every red light possible, grazing threw every short cut possible.
Fire blazing behind, Gendo's Chevy went reeling to a stop in front of the Mega Super Duper Uber Arena. Has he got out of the car and shut the door, his car collapsed in ashes.
"Farewell, brave vehicle."
Trumpets played, Gendo sniffed.
Going back to reality, He sped past the doors into the arena, panting like a dog.
Gendo rushed to Hikari and asked: "Where's the entrance?"
"Why do you want to know?" she questionned.
"Because the match starts in 17 seconds!"
"UUhhhh.... Gendo, the match starts at 3:00."
"Damn it!"
======================================================================
PenPen was in is room, feeling good about himself. He had it all figured out. He knew exactly how to deal with Gendo. Just playin' it smooth. PenPen figured that he had to find Gendo's weak spot to defeat him (like every opponent), and after long consideration, he determined it. PenPen was envisaging the gold, when, at that momment, a hot servant openned the door to PenPen's room, also called "the shag pad".
"Uh..Mr. PenPen...", she stutered, "You wanted something?"
"Squawk, squawk...squwack!"
"Oh, Mr. PenPen, uh... I mean the "Pen Meister"... you have such a way with words!"
"squaawk..."
=======================================================================
(The beginning of the match)
"Hello everybody! As usual, this your is host Hikari, and this is the Mega Super Duper Uber Arena! We're just momments away from the breathtaking flamme match between PenPen the reigning champion and Gendo the challenger!"
The Mega Super Duper Uber Arena was quite a site.... 10 years of beautiful architectural design, perfected in every way possible... and then that all got flushed down the toilet has the huge Celebrity Deathmatch tower crashed into the arena and slammed onto the ground.
"Ah shit Johnny, that was one helluva fight!", Nick Diamond said has he struggled to his feet.
"Yeah, who knew Linkin Park could detach their piercings and turn them into razor blades!" Johnny Gomez responded.
"Metallica sure wasn't expecting that!"
They both chuckled heartily, and people stared, stared for a very long time.
"Uh... Johnny... where are we?"
"I don't know Nick, but they all have big eyes and strangely colored hair..."
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He.. I'm stalling, aren't I? Don't worry, the battle's coming soon. For those of you who don't know, Nick Diamond and Johnny Gomez are the hosts of Celebrity Deathmatch, a show on MTV made entirely with clay (hey Metallica fans... don't get all pissed... it's just comedy... altough we ALL know that in a Celebrity Deathmatch, Linkin Park would kick ass...). Many fun surprises are coming up soon, after I take my well deserved vacation... in Quebec! That's right folks, instead of having an aching back because of my heavy backpack, I'm going to have aching legs because of lots of skiing! Yay! (don't get me wrong, I love skiing)