Hey, I'm the one and only crazed hillbilly dragon, Billy Bob Burmstrang, and you probably came here to read the new chapter of my fanfic, Omega Factor!!! If you didn't please leave through the loser's exit to the right--
I know I'm going through that way when I'm done with the chapter. Why? BECAUSE I'M A LOSER AND I'M PROUD!!! MWAHAHAHA!!!
Oh, and there's another reason I didn't say that I changed Draco from a Red Dragon to a Silver Dragon. I have an emulator and I just beat the two Dungeons & Dragons arcade games, and the Red Dragon is an optional boss in the first game, and the last boss (named Synn) in the second game, but slightly toned down. It took me over an hour of casting magic on Synn, and whacking it with my sword, to kill it and I spent over a hundred emulated quarters on killing that thing!!! To me, IT IS NOW THE ULTIMATE EVIL!!! IT TOOK ME ABOUT A HALF HOUR TO BEAT THE TONED DOWN VERSION AND OVER AN HOUR TO BEAT THE FIRST ONE!!! WHAT DOES THAT TELL YOU?!!! Okay, I'm calm, I'm calm. I start ranting sometimes, sorry.
Here comes one of my favorite chapters, study one of the new characters very closely, and you'll see why (actually you probably won't have a clue).
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Chapter 25: Weird, Weird, Weird!!!
"Hey, Julie," said Brian while they were walking through the woods, "they said you were a sorceress, so what kind of magic do you know?"
"Just defensive and healing magic, but I like the spells. Oh, and I have one spell that I can't use," she added, "I know how to cast it but I can't yet, I don't know why. I can use my short sword excellently, though."
"I've been through Dungeons & Dragons before, and you probably have to level up by killing a bunch of small monsters or fighting a few or one big monster and you'll be able to cast it."
"Let me see if I understand at all," said Draco, in his semi-human form (Omega's in his human skin too, for a disguise), "where you come from, Mystara is just a place in a game?"
"Yes," said Julie, "but this is too real for it to just have been a world created from the game, it's too much like the other Dungeons & Dragons games, and there are other things that weren't in the games. But it can't be a coincidence that there's a game made from part of a world, either. It's confusing."
"That's very strange." Said Draco, then he looked forward, and said, "we're coming close to the observation area now. It is in a clearing and we might want to stop conversing, because Shadow Elves have good hearing."
They started to come upon the clearing, although they couldn't see it yet, although they could hear voices, but they weren't close enough to hear what they were saying. When they were close enough that the words were almost recognizable, Brian was sure he heard the word "Earth", he looked around and could tell by looking at Draco and Julie they couldn't hear as well as him, so he tried to listen more carefully, and this is what he made out of the conversation.
(Author's Note: this is going to be until they get to the clearing, it's just what Brian's hearing while they're walking towards it. There are two voices, an younger voice and a different voice)
"Come on, come on," said the other voice, "you're almost there. Not that many more..."
"I'm keeping count," said the young voice, "in my head, so don't worry. Anyway, we've got to get back to that world when we don't have a mission. It's one of the best worlds to go to when you want to kill time for a couple of days, don't ya think?"
"Definitely." Said the other voice, "Earth is a great world. I especially enjoy Las Vegas, I don't like the gambling, big waste of money, but the shows are great..."
"You don't like the shows the most and you know it!" Said the younger voice angrily, "you just like the rich gamblers and picking their fat wallets!"
"So what if I do?" Said the other voice, "they're so rich, they won't miss a couple hundred thousand bucks and you shouldn't talk, it helps pay for your insane 'passion'." The voice had said passion in a sarcastic tone.
"I have a good reason for that and you know it." The younger voice said slightly less angrily than before, "because I'm-"
"Yeah, yeah," interrupted the other voice, "I know what you are, and it is a good reason, I must admit, but you could cut down a little, it really drains our cash..."
"I can't fight what I am," said the younger voice.
Then finally the three were close to the clearing. Brian gestured for the other two not to move and to be silent. Then, careful not to make a noise, he moved some plants aside and peered into the clearing. The younger voice was coming from the human, a young man, who looked like he was about eighteen, and he was doing push-ups very quickly, doing them only on one arm, then switching to the other quickly so he wouldn't hit the ground. Brian agreed with the man at the inn that the human didn't look like much, he was extremely skinny and didn't look very muscular at all(he'd normally be classified as a "nerd" but you shouldn't ever call this guy that and you'll soon see why), but he also got a feeling of power from the man.
But, the man at the inn was also right about the human being armed with tons of weapons. 'Geez', Brian thought, 'first, this guy looks like he's going to go to war, and second, this guy must go through the Windows, because he was talking about Earth and I'm sure that's a rocket launcher strapped to his back.' The man also had, on one side of his hips, in a very large holster, was a shotgun, and in a large holster on the other side was something Brian had never seen in real life before. 'Is that an AK-47 assault rifle?' he thought. He wasn't sure, but he was right, even though he didn't know it. Behind each gun holster on his hips Omega saw a long sword in a holder, as well. But the swords seemed to be giving off some sort of light, even in their holders. Strapped to his back was, as Brian already mentioned, a rocket launcher, and something, that from what he'd heard, he knew had to be a bastard sword (Author's Note: that's really what it's called, I'm not swearing), except it was even larger than normal. Brian noticed that that particular sword was almost as tall as the man, as wide as his body, and seemed to have some sort of runes on it. Also strapped to his back was a sniper rifle and, inside a holder that was on each of his shoulders, two daggers that also seemed to be giving off some sort of light. Also, Brian last noticed that the man had an uzi in a holster on each hip, behind the long swords. And he was muttering something that sounded like numbers under his breath.
The other voice was the Shadow Elf, who was sitting on a bench. He had grayish hair and wild-looking blue eyes. He looked much older than the other man, about in his late twenties. He was wearing very expensive and effective-looking battle armor. He was about five foot three inches. Something Brian noticed that the man in the inn hadn't was that he had a dagger in a holder on his right and left hips.
The younger man finally started saying out loud, in time with when he was doing push-ups and switching arms, "7...8...9...Alright!!!" He said, standing up, and Brian could immediately see what the Shadow Elf meant when he had talked about the younger man's "insane passion". The young man had a head band with all sorts of different gems around it. On his body he had armor even better looking than the Elf's, if that was possible, and his armor had gems and jewels placed symmetrically (including by color) on the armor, with two on each arm and leg and the biggest one, a gigantic diamond, was embedded in the center of his chest plate, which was almost as big as the chest plate itself. But then, even more odd, Brian noticed, was that the man looked almost exactly like Brian used to, right down to the life-filled green eyes. "Five million push-ups!!! A new record by one million!!!" He shouted.
"Nice!!! But, you know the only reason you never beat your old record was that you never had enough time before," said the Elf smugly.
"Yeah, well, I did today," he said, performing a perfect front flip five feet in the air, jumping over the bench, then he leaned back over the top of the bench, so his head was level with the elf's head, "oh, and Thorien, there are three people over there that have been watching us for a couple of minutes, and one of em's a Jeweled One. You might as well come out now," the man called into the bushes, "we know you're out there and you can't run from me. And, unless we've been hired to kill you, we're pretty nice people."
Brian nodded to the others and they reluctantly stepped out from the bushes. The man walked up to Brian and said, "impressive, I've never known a Jeweled One that can change into a human before. Are you Omega?"
"Depends," said Brian, "on what you want with him. And how'd you know I'm a Jeweled One?"
"Nope," said the man, smiling, "that's my little secret. Tell me, did you look like me on purpose or is that just a coincidence?"
"Coincidence," said Brian.
"You are Omega, aren't you? A simple yes or no will be good enough. We're not going to hurt you if you are, if that's what you're thinking."
"Then yes," Brian said, even though he didn't want to, because he had a strange feeling that he shouldn't lie to this man, "my name is Omega."
The man offered his hand, and Brian shook it. "Good man, Omega," he said, "I like a person who can tell the truth."
"As you probably heard me say, this is my friend, Thorien Staciagala," he said pointing to the elf, who waved. "I take it that's Draco and Julie."
"How'd you know that?" Julie asked, surprised.
The man turned to her, "Julie, I make it my business to know, and that's all you need to know right now, except that you three need to save these woods. Just walk about a thousand feet thataway" He said, pointing to his left.
"But who are you?" asked Draco.
The man stepped up to the handrail and turned away from them. "Not important," he said, "hey, watch this." Then, the man performed a perfect handstand on the handrail, looking towards them. "I might tell you who I am the next time we meet, and I might not."
Then a bag dropped out of his pocket and almost fell off the cliff, but he reached out and grabbed them just in time, although he lost his balance, hit his head on the bar and landed on his back in front of them.
"Are you alright?" Julie asked.
The man sat up. "Let me see," he said, opening the bag. There were even more gems, jewels and crystals in the bag than on his armor. "Yeah," the man said, "yeah, they're fine."
"Actually, I meant you!" Said Julie, surprised at how greedy this man was.
"Oh, that didn't even hurt!" The man said, laughing. "It'll take more than a skull-crushing blow to stop me!!!" Then the man stopped laughing and cocked his head to the side, looking at something beyond the three.
"What?" Brian asked, "What's wrong?"
"There's a mouse over there," the man said, staring at the mouse.
"Oh geez," said Thorien, standing up. "Fight it, man, you can't keep doing that to mice and you know it."
"But... but it looks so good!" The man said, "can't you turn a blind eye just this once? Please?"
Thorien looked like he was seriously considering it. "Awww, why not?" he finally said, "you already do too much un-fightable weird stuff, why not one more?"
"Thank you!!!" the man shouted, jumping up and leaping with incredible agility towards the mouse. He ran off and after about a minute he came back, holding the mouse in his hands. "Well, I've got to go have lunch," he said, looking at the mouse, "remember, a thousand feet that way." He nudged his head to the left. "So long!!!" Then he jumped over the handrail.
Then Thorien walked over to the handrail, turned to them, and said, "we'll meet again, count on it." Then leaned back and shifted his balance so he rolled backwards over the handrail.
Brian ran over to the rail and looked down the cliff. "What the Hell?" he asked. The cliff was over a thousand feet down and neither the man or Thorien were there.
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In your review, if you say you want to know who he is in your review (not Thorien, the man with the jewels and gems, the freaky guy), I'll e-mail you, and tell you... a hint!!! You didn't actually think I was going to tell you right off the bat, did you? Actually, I'll give a hint on what he is, not who he is. Still, if you want to know, tell me in your review, along with what you think of this chapter, and what you think of Thorien and the mystery man.
I must go now, my country doesn't need me.
Oh, I leave you with one more thought, one of the most frequent thoughts in my warped mind: MUST HAVE SUGAR AND CAFFEINE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I leave now through the loser's exit.
I know I'm going through that way when I'm done with the chapter. Why? BECAUSE I'M A LOSER AND I'M PROUD!!! MWAHAHAHA!!!
Oh, and there's another reason I didn't say that I changed Draco from a Red Dragon to a Silver Dragon. I have an emulator and I just beat the two Dungeons & Dragons arcade games, and the Red Dragon is an optional boss in the first game, and the last boss (named Synn) in the second game, but slightly toned down. It took me over an hour of casting magic on Synn, and whacking it with my sword, to kill it and I spent over a hundred emulated quarters on killing that thing!!! To me, IT IS NOW THE ULTIMATE EVIL!!! IT TOOK ME ABOUT A HALF HOUR TO BEAT THE TONED DOWN VERSION AND OVER AN HOUR TO BEAT THE FIRST ONE!!! WHAT DOES THAT TELL YOU?!!! Okay, I'm calm, I'm calm. I start ranting sometimes, sorry.
Here comes one of my favorite chapters, study one of the new characters very closely, and you'll see why (actually you probably won't have a clue).
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Chapter 25: Weird, Weird, Weird!!!
"Hey, Julie," said Brian while they were walking through the woods, "they said you were a sorceress, so what kind of magic do you know?"
"Just defensive and healing magic, but I like the spells. Oh, and I have one spell that I can't use," she added, "I know how to cast it but I can't yet, I don't know why. I can use my short sword excellently, though."
"I've been through Dungeons & Dragons before, and you probably have to level up by killing a bunch of small monsters or fighting a few or one big monster and you'll be able to cast it."
"Let me see if I understand at all," said Draco, in his semi-human form (Omega's in his human skin too, for a disguise), "where you come from, Mystara is just a place in a game?"
"Yes," said Julie, "but this is too real for it to just have been a world created from the game, it's too much like the other Dungeons & Dragons games, and there are other things that weren't in the games. But it can't be a coincidence that there's a game made from part of a world, either. It's confusing."
"That's very strange." Said Draco, then he looked forward, and said, "we're coming close to the observation area now. It is in a clearing and we might want to stop conversing, because Shadow Elves have good hearing."
They started to come upon the clearing, although they couldn't see it yet, although they could hear voices, but they weren't close enough to hear what they were saying. When they were close enough that the words were almost recognizable, Brian was sure he heard the word "Earth", he looked around and could tell by looking at Draco and Julie they couldn't hear as well as him, so he tried to listen more carefully, and this is what he made out of the conversation.
(Author's Note: this is going to be until they get to the clearing, it's just what Brian's hearing while they're walking towards it. There are two voices, an younger voice and a different voice)
"Come on, come on," said the other voice, "you're almost there. Not that many more..."
"I'm keeping count," said the young voice, "in my head, so don't worry. Anyway, we've got to get back to that world when we don't have a mission. It's one of the best worlds to go to when you want to kill time for a couple of days, don't ya think?"
"Definitely." Said the other voice, "Earth is a great world. I especially enjoy Las Vegas, I don't like the gambling, big waste of money, but the shows are great..."
"You don't like the shows the most and you know it!" Said the younger voice angrily, "you just like the rich gamblers and picking their fat wallets!"
"So what if I do?" Said the other voice, "they're so rich, they won't miss a couple hundred thousand bucks and you shouldn't talk, it helps pay for your insane 'passion'." The voice had said passion in a sarcastic tone.
"I have a good reason for that and you know it." The younger voice said slightly less angrily than before, "because I'm-"
"Yeah, yeah," interrupted the other voice, "I know what you are, and it is a good reason, I must admit, but you could cut down a little, it really drains our cash..."
"I can't fight what I am," said the younger voice.
Then finally the three were close to the clearing. Brian gestured for the other two not to move and to be silent. Then, careful not to make a noise, he moved some plants aside and peered into the clearing. The younger voice was coming from the human, a young man, who looked like he was about eighteen, and he was doing push-ups very quickly, doing them only on one arm, then switching to the other quickly so he wouldn't hit the ground. Brian agreed with the man at the inn that the human didn't look like much, he was extremely skinny and didn't look very muscular at all(he'd normally be classified as a "nerd" but you shouldn't ever call this guy that and you'll soon see why), but he also got a feeling of power from the man.
But, the man at the inn was also right about the human being armed with tons of weapons. 'Geez', Brian thought, 'first, this guy looks like he's going to go to war, and second, this guy must go through the Windows, because he was talking about Earth and I'm sure that's a rocket launcher strapped to his back.' The man also had, on one side of his hips, in a very large holster, was a shotgun, and in a large holster on the other side was something Brian had never seen in real life before. 'Is that an AK-47 assault rifle?' he thought. He wasn't sure, but he was right, even though he didn't know it. Behind each gun holster on his hips Omega saw a long sword in a holder, as well. But the swords seemed to be giving off some sort of light, even in their holders. Strapped to his back was, as Brian already mentioned, a rocket launcher, and something, that from what he'd heard, he knew had to be a bastard sword (Author's Note: that's really what it's called, I'm not swearing), except it was even larger than normal. Brian noticed that that particular sword was almost as tall as the man, as wide as his body, and seemed to have some sort of runes on it. Also strapped to his back was a sniper rifle and, inside a holder that was on each of his shoulders, two daggers that also seemed to be giving off some sort of light. Also, Brian last noticed that the man had an uzi in a holster on each hip, behind the long swords. And he was muttering something that sounded like numbers under his breath.
The other voice was the Shadow Elf, who was sitting on a bench. He had grayish hair and wild-looking blue eyes. He looked much older than the other man, about in his late twenties. He was wearing very expensive and effective-looking battle armor. He was about five foot three inches. Something Brian noticed that the man in the inn hadn't was that he had a dagger in a holder on his right and left hips.
The younger man finally started saying out loud, in time with when he was doing push-ups and switching arms, "7...8...9...Alright!!!" He said, standing up, and Brian could immediately see what the Shadow Elf meant when he had talked about the younger man's "insane passion". The young man had a head band with all sorts of different gems around it. On his body he had armor even better looking than the Elf's, if that was possible, and his armor had gems and jewels placed symmetrically (including by color) on the armor, with two on each arm and leg and the biggest one, a gigantic diamond, was embedded in the center of his chest plate, which was almost as big as the chest plate itself. But then, even more odd, Brian noticed, was that the man looked almost exactly like Brian used to, right down to the life-filled green eyes. "Five million push-ups!!! A new record by one million!!!" He shouted.
"Nice!!! But, you know the only reason you never beat your old record was that you never had enough time before," said the Elf smugly.
"Yeah, well, I did today," he said, performing a perfect front flip five feet in the air, jumping over the bench, then he leaned back over the top of the bench, so his head was level with the elf's head, "oh, and Thorien, there are three people over there that have been watching us for a couple of minutes, and one of em's a Jeweled One. You might as well come out now," the man called into the bushes, "we know you're out there and you can't run from me. And, unless we've been hired to kill you, we're pretty nice people."
Brian nodded to the others and they reluctantly stepped out from the bushes. The man walked up to Brian and said, "impressive, I've never known a Jeweled One that can change into a human before. Are you Omega?"
"Depends," said Brian, "on what you want with him. And how'd you know I'm a Jeweled One?"
"Nope," said the man, smiling, "that's my little secret. Tell me, did you look like me on purpose or is that just a coincidence?"
"Coincidence," said Brian.
"You are Omega, aren't you? A simple yes or no will be good enough. We're not going to hurt you if you are, if that's what you're thinking."
"Then yes," Brian said, even though he didn't want to, because he had a strange feeling that he shouldn't lie to this man, "my name is Omega."
The man offered his hand, and Brian shook it. "Good man, Omega," he said, "I like a person who can tell the truth."
"As you probably heard me say, this is my friend, Thorien Staciagala," he said pointing to the elf, who waved. "I take it that's Draco and Julie."
"How'd you know that?" Julie asked, surprised.
The man turned to her, "Julie, I make it my business to know, and that's all you need to know right now, except that you three need to save these woods. Just walk about a thousand feet thataway" He said, pointing to his left.
"But who are you?" asked Draco.
The man stepped up to the handrail and turned away from them. "Not important," he said, "hey, watch this." Then, the man performed a perfect handstand on the handrail, looking towards them. "I might tell you who I am the next time we meet, and I might not."
Then a bag dropped out of his pocket and almost fell off the cliff, but he reached out and grabbed them just in time, although he lost his balance, hit his head on the bar and landed on his back in front of them.
"Are you alright?" Julie asked.
The man sat up. "Let me see," he said, opening the bag. There were even more gems, jewels and crystals in the bag than on his armor. "Yeah," the man said, "yeah, they're fine."
"Actually, I meant you!" Said Julie, surprised at how greedy this man was.
"Oh, that didn't even hurt!" The man said, laughing. "It'll take more than a skull-crushing blow to stop me!!!" Then the man stopped laughing and cocked his head to the side, looking at something beyond the three.
"What?" Brian asked, "What's wrong?"
"There's a mouse over there," the man said, staring at the mouse.
"Oh geez," said Thorien, standing up. "Fight it, man, you can't keep doing that to mice and you know it."
"But... but it looks so good!" The man said, "can't you turn a blind eye just this once? Please?"
Thorien looked like he was seriously considering it. "Awww, why not?" he finally said, "you already do too much un-fightable weird stuff, why not one more?"
"Thank you!!!" the man shouted, jumping up and leaping with incredible agility towards the mouse. He ran off and after about a minute he came back, holding the mouse in his hands. "Well, I've got to go have lunch," he said, looking at the mouse, "remember, a thousand feet that way." He nudged his head to the left. "So long!!!" Then he jumped over the handrail.
Then Thorien walked over to the handrail, turned to them, and said, "we'll meet again, count on it." Then leaned back and shifted his balance so he rolled backwards over the handrail.
Brian ran over to the rail and looked down the cliff. "What the Hell?" he asked. The cliff was over a thousand feet down and neither the man or Thorien were there.
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In your review, if you say you want to know who he is in your review (not Thorien, the man with the jewels and gems, the freaky guy), I'll e-mail you, and tell you... a hint!!! You didn't actually think I was going to tell you right off the bat, did you? Actually, I'll give a hint on what he is, not who he is. Still, if you want to know, tell me in your review, along with what you think of this chapter, and what you think of Thorien and the mystery man.
I must go now, my country doesn't need me.
Oh, I leave you with one more thought, one of the most frequent thoughts in my warped mind: MUST HAVE SUGAR AND CAFFEINE NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I leave now through the loser's exit.