"Ok, sir. How many more do you want?" Mario respected the Master Hand's orders, and so he was very obedient.
"Get an entire eight more. It's all that's needed. I have the perfect plot" Master Hand laughed very evilly, and so Mario joined in. It was amazing how the plumber known worldwide as Nintendo's #1 hero could sound so vile. The Master Hand stopped talking and turned to Mario. "Make sure you get them. Here's a list of the last of them. Now get out of here, you"
"Yes, sir"
"I really should have brought my CD player or something..." Master Gamer looked around the place. "There's nothing to do around here"
"I don't think any of us would really be able to bring something with us...as you can see" Akie said.
"I just find it surprising that we all had our shoes on when we were turning on our GameCubes" Platinum K added.
"There's the kitchen, you can get something to eat" dragonax2k1 pointed over to the kitchen area. "That's what most of us have been doing"
"You never said anything to me about a kitchen" Reanda angrily added. She sighed. "How long do you suppose we're gonna be here?"
"Do you people have to keep asking the same questions?" Giga Bowser looked over towards the prisoners. "You're never leaving. That's the Master Hand's order. But don't worry, you'll all get your fun when it's over!"
"My God, would you shut up already?" Tim333 was getting annoyed as could be told by his voice as he looked at Giga Bowser.
"Well, excuse me Mr. La-Dee-Da Fancy-Pants British Accent!" Giga Bowser roared in response.
"At least he has some class you big, fat stupid turtle who rapes Princesses with the I.Qs of onions" Reanda said a bit loudly to Giga Bowser, pointing a finger.
"Hey, Peach does not have the I.Q. of an onion!" Giga Bowser growled. "Saying that would be an insult to the onion"
"Maurice, where are you going?"
"I hate Pikachu" Came the only response. A big, fat guy who seemed to be about 12 and by the looks of it weighed 195 pounds and was only about four feet tall, walked stupidly into the wall. He was butt ugly and his hair needed a cut desperately. He turned on the GameCube, and...do I really need to say the sequence? I'm not going to because this guy doesn't deserve it.
"Pika pika pika" Came the voice of Pikachu who stood above the person. "Pika pika pikachu" (Another stupid Pokébasher. Get ready to be tortured"
"I hate Pikachu"
"Pika pika CHU!" (And boy do you reek! P.U!)
"I hate Pikachu"
"Pika pikachu pikachu pi" (Just go away) Pikachu kicked the kid in the stomach as the Master Hand picked him up from the ground.
"Yech, I'm only a glove and even I smell you! Here..." Master Hand was about to drop the guy in there, but decided not to. "Not even THEY deserve this torture"
"I hate Pikachu!"
"Ok, Somebody, is it? I know you...you insult people's Fics all the time, especially if there's Pokémon in them. You put out 2.9 times as many reviews although you can't write a Fic of your own. Well, you go in here, somebody" Master Hand dropped Somebody into a separate cell which was about one hundred feet from the one everyone else was in. It had padded walls. With a swish of his hand a straight jacket appeared on him.
"I hate Pikachu!" Somebody bounced off the walls stupidly. With a groan the Master Hand put a muzzle on his so all that could be heard was the only thing he could say, only very very muffled and quiet. But at this point someone was already being brought in, for Master Hand wanted more and more, and more quickly.
"China Girl, huh?" Ganondorf smiled evilly as the girl looked up at him. She had black hair and bluish eyes. She was wearing blue pants and a red shirt and her expression bore both surprise and shock...they're different. For some reason she didn't really look too Chinese. "I thought you were im2cool. In any case...you're doomed!
"It was im2cool, I changed it to China Girl and deleted all my ficcies. But I don't get this, what's happening?" The one called China Girl peered at Ganondorf. She was standing there, looking him in the eye...well, Ganondorf was tall so she had to crane her neck a bit. "What do you want me for?"
"You'll see soon enough, but for being a FanFic writer is a good enough excuse. Don't bother, M.H, I'll take care of this one" Ganondorf grabbed China Girl by the back of her shirt and viciously threw her down into the chamber, which was clearly a several hundred feet call.
"Are you nuts?! You'll kill her!" Master Hand floated down quickly and snatched China Girl out of the air. "If you kill her we can't make her suffer!" He let down China Girl on the right bunk. She hit harshly,b ut the soft absorbed the blow.
"What a surprise, someone else" BlackMage13 said sarcastically as China Girl jumped off the bunk and looked over towards the first eight of them.
"Wow, I see I'm not alone" China Girl blinked a bit while she took a look around at the very large group. "Well, does anyone know why the Master Hand hates us for being FanFic writers...and why the heck I was sucked into my GameCube?! And why am I locked in a cell?! And why is Giga Bowser standing there?!"
"They are just angry, miss" Tim333 told her from the top left bunk. "I still say this would be a grotesque and quite cruel thing to do to us, especially when none of us even know what it is they plot"
"Something bad, probably" dragonax2k1 added. "Well, I'll go through the introductions for everyone" dragonax2k1 began to point out each member of the group and introduce them by name. "That's Dr. Nick; Platinum K; Akie; BlackMage13; Tim333; Reanda, Imperial Kai; Master Gamer and I'm dragonax2k1. Welcome to the group"
"Hey, I've heard of most of you guys!" China Girl smiled. "I'm China Girl, I used to be im2cool"
"But you're not Chinese" Dr. Nick kind of obnoxiously observed.
"Anyway..." China Girl decided to kindly ignore this. "You're all great writers, no wonder you're here! So I guess I'm the ninth then"
"Nope, tenth" Giga Bowser looked over towards everyone, who, in turn looked back. "Master Hand dropped some fat, short, smelly lunatic kid who kept saying 'I hate Pikachu' into the padded cell"
"Must be Somebody, the ultimate Pokéhater at FF.Net" Dr. Nick immediatley recognized who it was. He despised Somebody more than anyone else he knew through the computer. "That is one guy who really needs to get a life"
"He's more like a nobody than a somebody if you ask me" Added Master Gamer, who was also a Pokéfan. She did not like the way he acted either. She was sitting on the top left bunk next to Tim333 at the time, just where she had landed. "Do you think there's more to come? I mean, ten is a lot of people to kidnap...especially when none of them are even older than their teen years"
"You never know" Platinum K looked up at her from the bottom left bunk. "The Master Hand is very unpredictable, he could be kidnapping a hundred people for all we know!" (Note: I'm not going to put 100 people he's going to kidnap in this Fic.)
Another person walked in to play his GameCube in his own room. By the looks of it he was fifteen years old, and wore typical teenager clothes: a pair of jeans, a black shirt and black sneakers. The guy was pretty tall, about 5'9, around there. He turned on the GameCube and sat down on a wooden chair.
"Razor Osaka?" Mario's image appeared on the television screen immediatley. "You're a bit older than I expected as well"
"Wiggy" The one Mario called Razor Osaka smiled a bit, but it quickly faded. "Wait a minute, what's going on here? Since when does this happen? You're supposed to be a trophy coming to life!"
"Oh, that's already happened" Mario replied. "That's come and gone! Now, time to join your smelly, FanFiction writing brethren!" The GameCube and controller immediatley burst into electricity that surged from the gloves Mario pressed on the screen. Razor Osaka tried to let go, but like so many others he was too paralyzed and in too much pain to even move. He was zapped into seemingly nothingness as he disappeared, and shortly after the sparks.
"Try to pass me off as your common princess, like Peach?" Zelda stood on Final Destination by Razor Osaka, who was facedown on the cold floor after just falling. Zelda angrily pulled up Razor Osaka angrily. "Well, I'm not like her, I wasn't made to be kidnapped and saved by my night in shining armor! I'll let you know that I can fight! And for this I've chosen that you should suffer with them"
"But I didn't mean to offend you, Zelda! I was just--"
"But you did...and you also offended..." With a flash of sparks and a mystical sound Zelda went through a very quick transformation and became Sheik. "Me"
"Well, that's because you're a she-male" Razor Osaka pushed Sheik's hands off him and took a few steps backwards.
"That's it. Goodbye" She smiled a bit mischievously underneath that veil thing as Master Hand flew down and snatched Razor Osaka, flying downwards. He dropped him down to the floor, although from not to high up.
"Eleven..." Platinum K scratched another line in the wall nearby. He had so far two four-lines with the dash across them, and was adding a straight dash right by them. "Ok, who are you?"
"Razor Osaka...the one who wrote a crazy story about how the Smash Brothers came together through Zelda being kidnapped by Sheik...who are you guys?"
"Since the author can't think of anything else, I'll repeat myself" dragonax2k1 once again began to point out each member of the group and introduce them by name. "That's Dr. Nick; Platinum K; Akie; BlackMage13; Tim333; Reanda, Imperial Kai; Master Gamer; China Girl and I'm dragonax2k1. And that loser, Somebody, is in a padded cell. Nice to meet ya, Razor, or do you prefer Osaka?"
"Razor Osaka and that's it" Razor Osaka looked around the place a bit to take an extra look at the people for an extra feel of how many there were. "Master Hand must be nuts, he kidnapped so many people already...it doesn't seem right"
"The FanFic writers have all been brought here for his diabolical plans" Tim333 hopped down from the top bunk. "They did not fancy being embarrassed, beat up or whatever it was that has happened to them in any past FanFictions. Well, I do not fancy being scolded by Captain Falcon, I say..."
"What do you want me for?!" Another young man stood on Final Destination, eyeing down Pikachu. He was wearing...is it just me or does describing clothes seem to be getting a bit old? "I didn't even write a Super Smash Brothers FanFiction!"
"Pikachu pi, pi pikachu pika chu pikachu" Replied Pikachu who was standing there...lifted up by a small ladder to match his height. (No, but you did encourage another to write an embarrassing essay that was from my point of view, and wrote an embarrassing story about me in the Pokémon FanFiction).
"Er...and that means?" He didn't understand Pokémon, that was something only Pokémon themselves and others such as the Master Hand knew.
"PIKACHU!" Pikachu let out a strong Thunder attack that rained down electricity from the heavens. It didn't hurt the guy, but made him stand back, as the Master Hand picked up him and let him down into the cell like he did with so many others.
"God...what did I do to them?" He picked himself up from the floor that he landed on. "And...what the hell did you guys do to them?"
"Since you were there with the babbling mouse..." Started BlackMage13. "You don't know we've been kidnapped because we're FanFiction writers for Super Smash Brothers Melee. Don't worry, you'll get used to it. So for now we're just a bunch of authors"
"Oh, will nice to meet you, I'm Grey Fox" Grey Fox was about to continue his speaking when he was interrupted by a louder voice.
"In you go!" Everyone looked up to see the Master Hand drop a girl into the place. She hit the floor but quickly got up to dust herself off. She looked around a bit.
"Death by FanFic writing...that's real original" She said as she looked around. "I don't get what's up with this, I didn't even write a Super Smash Brothers FanFic, I wrote mostly Digimon and stuff"
"Join the club" Grey Fox told the girl as he walked over. "I didn't write one either..."
"But he knew you guys had it in the planning stages, or had extreme potential" Roared Giga Bowser from outside. The towering monster looked down upon all the others. "That's why he came for you, too"
"Makes real good sense" The girl rolled her eyes at hearing this, but remembering she was new to this place she introduced herself. "Oh, since we're here as authors call me Sarie Cigam. Who are you guys?"
"Here we go again" dragonax2k1 sighed.
"BWAHAHAHAHA!" Another glove was floating above Final Destination, but the thumb was on a different side than the Master Hand. This was Crazy Hand, the brother of Master Hand. "Thanks for calling me, brother. Should be faster clearing these idiots out, shouldn't it?"
"Yes, quite. Now it will only take two trips rather than three for me...I just wish I've thought of that sooner" Yeah buddy, so does the author. Two boys stood at opposite ends of Final Destination.
"Grr...what did I do to deserve this?" One of them said. He was in his mid-teens, probably fourteen. He was dressed like many of them already taken already.
"You were funny and insulting to the people. Mostly funny but still insulting" Falco stood face-to-face with him, looking none too happy. "KFC huh? I'll treat you to KFP...Kentucky Fried PUNK!"
"Who are you calling a punk?"
"Shaddap. Get him, Crazy" Falco grinned as Crazy Hand flew over and pulled him into the air, his laugh sounding....crazy. He dropped the guy into the cell.
"Another one. Well, get used to it, an hours past since Platinum K and me got here, and it sucks" Dr. Nick told the guy. "Hola, I'm Dr. Nick"
"I made a funny Fic and this is what I get for it. Poetic injustice is what I call it" He looked around. "Well, in any case, you're Dr. Nick? Well, if it's pen name day call me Crono12345"
"YAH!" Another one hit the right bottom bunk due to the lousy throw by Master Hand. "What's up with this? Bowser despises me for making him win his tournament...and trying to portray him as a bad guy"
"Oh, you must be Culex576, correct?" Asked Tim333.
"Correct" The one called Culex576 replied with a nod. "So what's going on here?"
"It's time you find out!" Master Hand flew down with yet another girl, who was about fourteen years old. "I've got just the right amount of stinking writers now"
"Let me down, you stupid glove!" The girl tried to get the Master Hand to let go of her by punching it and kicking it as much as she could from the grip, but Master Hand just sent her down harder. "Ouch...that was pretty rough you know. And what do you mean, FanFic writers?"
"Silence, Houou" Master Hand hissed. "I have the proper amount of writers in this horribly rushed chapter. Now it's time...FOR THE PLANS!"
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Note: If I put you in this Fic without asking you, I'm really sorry, I just needed a certain amount of people and in a hurry.
"Get an entire eight more. It's all that's needed. I have the perfect plot" Master Hand laughed very evilly, and so Mario joined in. It was amazing how the plumber known worldwide as Nintendo's #1 hero could sound so vile. The Master Hand stopped talking and turned to Mario. "Make sure you get them. Here's a list of the last of them. Now get out of here, you"
"Yes, sir"
"I really should have brought my CD player or something..." Master Gamer looked around the place. "There's nothing to do around here"
"I don't think any of us would really be able to bring something with us...as you can see" Akie said.
"I just find it surprising that we all had our shoes on when we were turning on our GameCubes" Platinum K added.
"There's the kitchen, you can get something to eat" dragonax2k1 pointed over to the kitchen area. "That's what most of us have been doing"
"You never said anything to me about a kitchen" Reanda angrily added. She sighed. "How long do you suppose we're gonna be here?"
"Do you people have to keep asking the same questions?" Giga Bowser looked over towards the prisoners. "You're never leaving. That's the Master Hand's order. But don't worry, you'll all get your fun when it's over!"
"My God, would you shut up already?" Tim333 was getting annoyed as could be told by his voice as he looked at Giga Bowser.
"Well, excuse me Mr. La-Dee-Da Fancy-Pants British Accent!" Giga Bowser roared in response.
"At least he has some class you big, fat stupid turtle who rapes Princesses with the I.Qs of onions" Reanda said a bit loudly to Giga Bowser, pointing a finger.
"Hey, Peach does not have the I.Q. of an onion!" Giga Bowser growled. "Saying that would be an insult to the onion"
"Maurice, where are you going?"
"I hate Pikachu" Came the only response. A big, fat guy who seemed to be about 12 and by the looks of it weighed 195 pounds and was only about four feet tall, walked stupidly into the wall. He was butt ugly and his hair needed a cut desperately. He turned on the GameCube, and...do I really need to say the sequence? I'm not going to because this guy doesn't deserve it.
"Pika pika pika" Came the voice of Pikachu who stood above the person. "Pika pika pikachu" (Another stupid Pokébasher. Get ready to be tortured"
"I hate Pikachu"
"Pika pika CHU!" (And boy do you reek! P.U!)
"I hate Pikachu"
"Pika pikachu pikachu pi" (Just go away) Pikachu kicked the kid in the stomach as the Master Hand picked him up from the ground.
"Yech, I'm only a glove and even I smell you! Here..." Master Hand was about to drop the guy in there, but decided not to. "Not even THEY deserve this torture"
"I hate Pikachu!"
"Ok, Somebody, is it? I know you...you insult people's Fics all the time, especially if there's Pokémon in them. You put out 2.9 times as many reviews although you can't write a Fic of your own. Well, you go in here, somebody" Master Hand dropped Somebody into a separate cell which was about one hundred feet from the one everyone else was in. It had padded walls. With a swish of his hand a straight jacket appeared on him.
"I hate Pikachu!" Somebody bounced off the walls stupidly. With a groan the Master Hand put a muzzle on his so all that could be heard was the only thing he could say, only very very muffled and quiet. But at this point someone was already being brought in, for Master Hand wanted more and more, and more quickly.
"China Girl, huh?" Ganondorf smiled evilly as the girl looked up at him. She had black hair and bluish eyes. She was wearing blue pants and a red shirt and her expression bore both surprise and shock...they're different. For some reason she didn't really look too Chinese. "I thought you were im2cool. In any case...you're doomed!
"It was im2cool, I changed it to China Girl and deleted all my ficcies. But I don't get this, what's happening?" The one called China Girl peered at Ganondorf. She was standing there, looking him in the eye...well, Ganondorf was tall so she had to crane her neck a bit. "What do you want me for?"
"You'll see soon enough, but for being a FanFic writer is a good enough excuse. Don't bother, M.H, I'll take care of this one" Ganondorf grabbed China Girl by the back of her shirt and viciously threw her down into the chamber, which was clearly a several hundred feet call.
"Are you nuts?! You'll kill her!" Master Hand floated down quickly and snatched China Girl out of the air. "If you kill her we can't make her suffer!" He let down China Girl on the right bunk. She hit harshly,b ut the soft absorbed the blow.
"What a surprise, someone else" BlackMage13 said sarcastically as China Girl jumped off the bunk and looked over towards the first eight of them.
"Wow, I see I'm not alone" China Girl blinked a bit while she took a look around at the very large group. "Well, does anyone know why the Master Hand hates us for being FanFic writers...and why the heck I was sucked into my GameCube?! And why am I locked in a cell?! And why is Giga Bowser standing there?!"
"They are just angry, miss" Tim333 told her from the top left bunk. "I still say this would be a grotesque and quite cruel thing to do to us, especially when none of us even know what it is they plot"
"Something bad, probably" dragonax2k1 added. "Well, I'll go through the introductions for everyone" dragonax2k1 began to point out each member of the group and introduce them by name. "That's Dr. Nick; Platinum K; Akie; BlackMage13; Tim333; Reanda, Imperial Kai; Master Gamer and I'm dragonax2k1. Welcome to the group"
"Hey, I've heard of most of you guys!" China Girl smiled. "I'm China Girl, I used to be im2cool"
"But you're not Chinese" Dr. Nick kind of obnoxiously observed.
"Anyway..." China Girl decided to kindly ignore this. "You're all great writers, no wonder you're here! So I guess I'm the ninth then"
"Nope, tenth" Giga Bowser looked over towards everyone, who, in turn looked back. "Master Hand dropped some fat, short, smelly lunatic kid who kept saying 'I hate Pikachu' into the padded cell"
"Must be Somebody, the ultimate Pokéhater at FF.Net" Dr. Nick immediatley recognized who it was. He despised Somebody more than anyone else he knew through the computer. "That is one guy who really needs to get a life"
"He's more like a nobody than a somebody if you ask me" Added Master Gamer, who was also a Pokéfan. She did not like the way he acted either. She was sitting on the top left bunk next to Tim333 at the time, just where she had landed. "Do you think there's more to come? I mean, ten is a lot of people to kidnap...especially when none of them are even older than their teen years"
"You never know" Platinum K looked up at her from the bottom left bunk. "The Master Hand is very unpredictable, he could be kidnapping a hundred people for all we know!" (Note: I'm not going to put 100 people he's going to kidnap in this Fic.)
Another person walked in to play his GameCube in his own room. By the looks of it he was fifteen years old, and wore typical teenager clothes: a pair of jeans, a black shirt and black sneakers. The guy was pretty tall, about 5'9, around there. He turned on the GameCube and sat down on a wooden chair.
"Razor Osaka?" Mario's image appeared on the television screen immediatley. "You're a bit older than I expected as well"
"Wiggy" The one Mario called Razor Osaka smiled a bit, but it quickly faded. "Wait a minute, what's going on here? Since when does this happen? You're supposed to be a trophy coming to life!"
"Oh, that's already happened" Mario replied. "That's come and gone! Now, time to join your smelly, FanFiction writing brethren!" The GameCube and controller immediatley burst into electricity that surged from the gloves Mario pressed on the screen. Razor Osaka tried to let go, but like so many others he was too paralyzed and in too much pain to even move. He was zapped into seemingly nothingness as he disappeared, and shortly after the sparks.
"Try to pass me off as your common princess, like Peach?" Zelda stood on Final Destination by Razor Osaka, who was facedown on the cold floor after just falling. Zelda angrily pulled up Razor Osaka angrily. "Well, I'm not like her, I wasn't made to be kidnapped and saved by my night in shining armor! I'll let you know that I can fight! And for this I've chosen that you should suffer with them"
"But I didn't mean to offend you, Zelda! I was just--"
"But you did...and you also offended..." With a flash of sparks and a mystical sound Zelda went through a very quick transformation and became Sheik. "Me"
"Well, that's because you're a she-male" Razor Osaka pushed Sheik's hands off him and took a few steps backwards.
"That's it. Goodbye" She smiled a bit mischievously underneath that veil thing as Master Hand flew down and snatched Razor Osaka, flying downwards. He dropped him down to the floor, although from not to high up.
"Eleven..." Platinum K scratched another line in the wall nearby. He had so far two four-lines with the dash across them, and was adding a straight dash right by them. "Ok, who are you?"
"Razor Osaka...the one who wrote a crazy story about how the Smash Brothers came together through Zelda being kidnapped by Sheik...who are you guys?"
"Since the author can't think of anything else, I'll repeat myself" dragonax2k1 once again began to point out each member of the group and introduce them by name. "That's Dr. Nick; Platinum K; Akie; BlackMage13; Tim333; Reanda, Imperial Kai; Master Gamer; China Girl and I'm dragonax2k1. And that loser, Somebody, is in a padded cell. Nice to meet ya, Razor, or do you prefer Osaka?"
"Razor Osaka and that's it" Razor Osaka looked around the place a bit to take an extra look at the people for an extra feel of how many there were. "Master Hand must be nuts, he kidnapped so many people already...it doesn't seem right"
"The FanFic writers have all been brought here for his diabolical plans" Tim333 hopped down from the top bunk. "They did not fancy being embarrassed, beat up or whatever it was that has happened to them in any past FanFictions. Well, I do not fancy being scolded by Captain Falcon, I say..."
"What do you want me for?!" Another young man stood on Final Destination, eyeing down Pikachu. He was wearing...is it just me or does describing clothes seem to be getting a bit old? "I didn't even write a Super Smash Brothers FanFiction!"
"Pikachu pi, pi pikachu pika chu pikachu" Replied Pikachu who was standing there...lifted up by a small ladder to match his height. (No, but you did encourage another to write an embarrassing essay that was from my point of view, and wrote an embarrassing story about me in the Pokémon FanFiction).
"Er...and that means?" He didn't understand Pokémon, that was something only Pokémon themselves and others such as the Master Hand knew.
"PIKACHU!" Pikachu let out a strong Thunder attack that rained down electricity from the heavens. It didn't hurt the guy, but made him stand back, as the Master Hand picked up him and let him down into the cell like he did with so many others.
"God...what did I do to them?" He picked himself up from the floor that he landed on. "And...what the hell did you guys do to them?"
"Since you were there with the babbling mouse..." Started BlackMage13. "You don't know we've been kidnapped because we're FanFiction writers for Super Smash Brothers Melee. Don't worry, you'll get used to it. So for now we're just a bunch of authors"
"Oh, will nice to meet you, I'm Grey Fox" Grey Fox was about to continue his speaking when he was interrupted by a louder voice.
"In you go!" Everyone looked up to see the Master Hand drop a girl into the place. She hit the floor but quickly got up to dust herself off. She looked around a bit.
"Death by FanFic writing...that's real original" She said as she looked around. "I don't get what's up with this, I didn't even write a Super Smash Brothers FanFic, I wrote mostly Digimon and stuff"
"Join the club" Grey Fox told the girl as he walked over. "I didn't write one either..."
"But he knew you guys had it in the planning stages, or had extreme potential" Roared Giga Bowser from outside. The towering monster looked down upon all the others. "That's why he came for you, too"
"Makes real good sense" The girl rolled her eyes at hearing this, but remembering she was new to this place she introduced herself. "Oh, since we're here as authors call me Sarie Cigam. Who are you guys?"
"Here we go again" dragonax2k1 sighed.
"BWAHAHAHAHA!" Another glove was floating above Final Destination, but the thumb was on a different side than the Master Hand. This was Crazy Hand, the brother of Master Hand. "Thanks for calling me, brother. Should be faster clearing these idiots out, shouldn't it?"
"Yes, quite. Now it will only take two trips rather than three for me...I just wish I've thought of that sooner" Yeah buddy, so does the author. Two boys stood at opposite ends of Final Destination.
"Grr...what did I do to deserve this?" One of them said. He was in his mid-teens, probably fourteen. He was dressed like many of them already taken already.
"You were funny and insulting to the people. Mostly funny but still insulting" Falco stood face-to-face with him, looking none too happy. "KFC huh? I'll treat you to KFP...Kentucky Fried PUNK!"
"Who are you calling a punk?"
"Shaddap. Get him, Crazy" Falco grinned as Crazy Hand flew over and pulled him into the air, his laugh sounding....crazy. He dropped the guy into the cell.
"Another one. Well, get used to it, an hours past since Platinum K and me got here, and it sucks" Dr. Nick told the guy. "Hola, I'm Dr. Nick"
"I made a funny Fic and this is what I get for it. Poetic injustice is what I call it" He looked around. "Well, in any case, you're Dr. Nick? Well, if it's pen name day call me Crono12345"
"YAH!" Another one hit the right bottom bunk due to the lousy throw by Master Hand. "What's up with this? Bowser despises me for making him win his tournament...and trying to portray him as a bad guy"
"Oh, you must be Culex576, correct?" Asked Tim333.
"Correct" The one called Culex576 replied with a nod. "So what's going on here?"
"It's time you find out!" Master Hand flew down with yet another girl, who was about fourteen years old. "I've got just the right amount of stinking writers now"
"Let me down, you stupid glove!" The girl tried to get the Master Hand to let go of her by punching it and kicking it as much as she could from the grip, but Master Hand just sent her down harder. "Ouch...that was pretty rough you know. And what do you mean, FanFic writers?"
"Silence, Houou" Master Hand hissed. "I have the proper amount of writers in this horribly rushed chapter. Now it's time...FOR THE PLANS!"
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Note: If I put you in this Fic without asking you, I'm really sorry, I just needed a certain amount of people and in a hurry.