I have been working on this but I guess people actually like this little bit of complete random insanity. So I've decided to post another chapter of randomness to delight, or disgust, you all. Hope everyone has a sense of humor and is willing to use it, as well as at least one good finger or toe in order to REVIEW! If no one got that hint, it is REVIEW!
Chibification and Other Acts of Insanity
"Lock and load!" Sarryn yelled, wearing her Rambo outfit (plus a shirt because if she didn't then the fic's rating would have to be bumped up to R or NC-17 and then that wouldn't be happy). In her hand was an intricately tooled shotgun, beside her Deus and the Goddess of Oblivion possessed guns of similar make.
"You sure are getting into this," Deus commented as he made sure everything was working right with his gun. Sarryn giggled and slung the chibification shotgun over her shoulder.
"So what if the collar doesn't go around the character's neck? What if it brains him or her?" she asked her two companions with as much seriousness and gravity as she could, because well there wasn't that much of those two things in her. Some would say there wasn't much of anything at all, including brains, in her, but then she would viciously beat them into repentance all the while lecturing about how violence never solves anything.
"It doesn't matter, silly," the Goddess chuckled as she took sight on an imaginary target, "If it only knocks them unconscious then you can put the collar on the old fashioned way."
"Besides, you can't kill them here because they would just regenerate in a day or two," Deus assured her calmly. An anonymous penguin suddenly walked up to Sarryn and smacked her upside the head with a dead halibut. She massaged her aching head as she watched the penguin wander off in puzzlement.
"Okay who summoned the penguin," she demanded pointing the shotgun at Deus.
"It was your insanity that summoned it, not me," he cried in an attempt to defend himself. Warily she lowered the weapon and gave him a look that said she would be watching him very closely.
Suddenly the goddess emitted a piercing cry that was followed by a loud explosion and a startled shriek. The two authors turned to see that the Goddess had successfully bagged Viole. The now chibi-Dragonslayer cursed and tried to run away, but the Goddess was about four feet six inches taller than him, he was only twelve inches tall, her legs were longer. Not only that but she was a Goddess so she had the right to fade and reappear behind him.
"No!" the chibi-Viole cried in chibi voice as he was carried off by his not so secret admirer. Another anonymous penguin walked up and hit Sarryn with a soggy bag of two-day-old oatmeal this time. She shrieked and kicked it into the stratosphere. With a wave of her hand the gunk magically disappeared because she, who is also the author of this fic and apparently a masochist, said, or rather typed, so.
Without warning an amphoteric antelope manifested, which caused Dallet to freak out. This was due to the fact that he had a rather interesting encounter with said antelope in another fic and had become emotionally scarred forever. {The author dodges stale bags of Doritos thrown by Dallet fans for above reference} Dallet ran off with the antelope in hot pursuit, the two authors, one of which was still recovering from the Doritos bombardment, watched this with mild interest.
"That is wrong on so many levels," Sarryn commented dryly.
"I think I have to go over there now," Deus said looking a little green.
Sarryn would most like have said more, much to everyone's general distaste, if Folken hadn't wandered by. If he had known what the authors were up to he most likely wouldn't have stayed anywhere in the vicinity of the two. A dark light entered her eyes as she took aim.
Much to her dismay and Deus' amusement she missed. Well it wasn't like she had had any practice with guns of any sort. The second shot flew by the oblivious Folken's head, but the third slammed into his head.
"Oops," Sarryn cried as she ran over to her injured anime character. Of course his unconscious state didn't prevent her from chibifying him, but she did note that when she did he got swirly eyes and little birds danced around his head. She was personally intrigued by this phenomenon and tried to eat the birds.
Behind her an anonymous penguin sneaked up and clobbered her with the unabridged Webster's Dictionary. This occurrence was watched impassively by Deus who decided, upon thinking it over, that it was lunchtime.
From some random part of the galaxy a referee appeared and handed the aforementioned penguin a championship belt and held up its wing in victory. It was Sarryn's turn to have swirly eyes with Folken.
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Odd ending? Yep. Strangeness beyond reason? Yep and yep. Is there a reason? Nope. Does there need to be one? Nope and nope. What should you do? REVIEW! Why? Because if you don't an anonymous penguin will materialize behind you and brain you with an unabridged copy of the Webster's Dictionary. I have one they are HUGE!
Chibification and Other Acts of Insanity
"Lock and load!" Sarryn yelled, wearing her Rambo outfit (plus a shirt because if she didn't then the fic's rating would have to be bumped up to R or NC-17 and then that wouldn't be happy). In her hand was an intricately tooled shotgun, beside her Deus and the Goddess of Oblivion possessed guns of similar make.
"You sure are getting into this," Deus commented as he made sure everything was working right with his gun. Sarryn giggled and slung the chibification shotgun over her shoulder.
"So what if the collar doesn't go around the character's neck? What if it brains him or her?" she asked her two companions with as much seriousness and gravity as she could, because well there wasn't that much of those two things in her. Some would say there wasn't much of anything at all, including brains, in her, but then she would viciously beat them into repentance all the while lecturing about how violence never solves anything.
"It doesn't matter, silly," the Goddess chuckled as she took sight on an imaginary target, "If it only knocks them unconscious then you can put the collar on the old fashioned way."
"Besides, you can't kill them here because they would just regenerate in a day or two," Deus assured her calmly. An anonymous penguin suddenly walked up to Sarryn and smacked her upside the head with a dead halibut. She massaged her aching head as she watched the penguin wander off in puzzlement.
"Okay who summoned the penguin," she demanded pointing the shotgun at Deus.
"It was your insanity that summoned it, not me," he cried in an attempt to defend himself. Warily she lowered the weapon and gave him a look that said she would be watching him very closely.
Suddenly the goddess emitted a piercing cry that was followed by a loud explosion and a startled shriek. The two authors turned to see that the Goddess had successfully bagged Viole. The now chibi-Dragonslayer cursed and tried to run away, but the Goddess was about four feet six inches taller than him, he was only twelve inches tall, her legs were longer. Not only that but she was a Goddess so she had the right to fade and reappear behind him.
"No!" the chibi-Viole cried in chibi voice as he was carried off by his not so secret admirer. Another anonymous penguin walked up and hit Sarryn with a soggy bag of two-day-old oatmeal this time. She shrieked and kicked it into the stratosphere. With a wave of her hand the gunk magically disappeared because she, who is also the author of this fic and apparently a masochist, said, or rather typed, so.
Without warning an amphoteric antelope manifested, which caused Dallet to freak out. This was due to the fact that he had a rather interesting encounter with said antelope in another fic and had become emotionally scarred forever. {The author dodges stale bags of Doritos thrown by Dallet fans for above reference} Dallet ran off with the antelope in hot pursuit, the two authors, one of which was still recovering from the Doritos bombardment, watched this with mild interest.
"That is wrong on so many levels," Sarryn commented dryly.
"I think I have to go over there now," Deus said looking a little green.
Sarryn would most like have said more, much to everyone's general distaste, if Folken hadn't wandered by. If he had known what the authors were up to he most likely wouldn't have stayed anywhere in the vicinity of the two. A dark light entered her eyes as she took aim.
Much to her dismay and Deus' amusement she missed. Well it wasn't like she had had any practice with guns of any sort. The second shot flew by the oblivious Folken's head, but the third slammed into his head.
"Oops," Sarryn cried as she ran over to her injured anime character. Of course his unconscious state didn't prevent her from chibifying him, but she did note that when she did he got swirly eyes and little birds danced around his head. She was personally intrigued by this phenomenon and tried to eat the birds.
Behind her an anonymous penguin sneaked up and clobbered her with the unabridged Webster's Dictionary. This occurrence was watched impassively by Deus who decided, upon thinking it over, that it was lunchtime.
From some random part of the galaxy a referee appeared and handed the aforementioned penguin a championship belt and held up its wing in victory. It was Sarryn's turn to have swirly eyes with Folken.
* * * *
Odd ending? Yep. Strangeness beyond reason? Yep and yep. Is there a reason? Nope. Does there need to be one? Nope and nope. What should you do? REVIEW! Why? Because if you don't an anonymous penguin will materialize behind you and brain you with an unabridged copy of the Webster's Dictionary. I have one they are HUGE!