P*One day, a little kid falls and trips over his untied shoelaces. The parents, oblivious, walk on. Eventually, the kid gets up and tries to search for his parents, but wanders even farther away from familiar surroundings. Finally, the kid gives up and begins to cry. Enter the gang.*
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PiScenario 1/i:
brRei: Kid, are you all right? *stoops down to the kid's height* You're hurt.
brKid: *wails*
brRei: *looks around nervously* Quick, is anybody nearby?
brKid: *shakes his head, wailing*
brRei: I don't usually do this, cuz people will chase me nonstop and yell things like "Christ has come!" and "The end of the world is here!" and "Revive my dead husband!" and I'll need to find Jun Gil in order to escape. But, since you're such a cute little kid, I'll make an exception.
brKid: *cocks head and looks up curiously*
brRei: *places a hand on the kid's knee; the wound closes up* There, all better.
brKid: *stares, awestruck*
brRei: *hugs the kid and picks him up* Let's get you cleaned up. Then we can look for your parents. *carries the kid away in his arms*
PiScenario 2/i:
brReno: Heyyy, little kid! What're YOU doin' by yourself? You're too young to sell sex!
brKid: *wails*
brReno: Hey, you know, I'd teach you and you'd be getting lessons from the master pimp himself, but right now I got some chicks to hit on.
brKid: *wails*
brReno: *laughs* Don't be disappointed. I mean, I bet your mom's really hot. Why don't you save me the complication and tell me her number right now?
brKid: I'm LOST! *wails some more*
brReno: *sighs, rolls his eyes, pretends he hasn't seen anything, and sidles away with hands in pockets*
PiScenario 3/i:
brKid: *wails*
brBryan: *runs past, chasing the ice cream truck* HEY, GET BACK HERE, MORON!! OR ELSE I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!!!
PiScenario 4/i:
brLavitz: *walking along with his nose buried in a book* Ah!~*stops promptly*~ what is THIS? A young and eager mind! I am QUIVERING with excitement! *quivers with excitement*
brKid: *wails*
brLavitz: *eagerly* What ails you, oh open-minded youth? Perhaps it is the lack of knowledge in thy cerebrum! Then, I shall enlighten you! What interests do you partake in?
brKid: *sniffles*
brLavitz: But alas! You snivel like an illiterate boor! You must have more honor, young man! *begins to preach about honor and glory, retelling scenes from his gladiator days*
brKid: *wails*
brLavitz: *frowns* But you shall not be pacified. What an ingrate! What is our society coming to? Depravity and dereliction! Nay, I SHALL educate you! You will learn the fruits produced by your forefathers under sweat and toil!
brKid: *stops wailing and begins looking very confused*
brLavitz: *drags the reluctant kid to a park bench and begins reading "Essays on Existentialism" loudly, attracting a bit too many passersby*
PiScenario 5/i:
brKid: *wails*
brVincent: *stops, stares, blinks, and walks on*
PiScenario 6/i:
brRude: *doing tricks with a basketball as he walks*
brKid: *wails*
brRude: *stops and stares DOWN (BIG emphasis on DOWN)*
brKid: *stops wailing when notices Rude's shadow* ...... *looks up* ....... *begins screeching instead of crying*
brRude: .....................*picks the kid up by the collar with two fingers and stares as the kid hangs miserably* ...............................
brKid: *screams and struggles for dear life*
brRude: *sets the kid down again* ................... *pats it on the head and moseys on*
brKid: *stops wailing due to a head concussion*
PiScenario 7/i:
brKid: *wails*
brElena: *stops with half-eaten candy bar in one hand, shopping bag in another* Why're you crying? It's better with no parents around. Then you can steal and eat all the candy you want.
brKid: *looks up curiously*
brElena: That's right! There's nothing to it! If the cops catch you they'll let you go when you act all cute. I've done it a million times.
brKid: *nods and follows*
PiScenario 8/i:
brShera: Hey kiddo, you all right?
brKid: *shakes head*
brShera: Here, lemme see what I got. *takes out a bandage and covers the scrape* Hey, that's NOTHING compared to what I been through. It'll heal real fast.
brKid: I'm LOST! *wails*
brShera: Tell me anything you know about your home. Number? Family name? Address?
brKid: *wails*
brShera: *groans* All right, you asked for it. *whips out the frying pan*
*sound of a gong....BONG!*
brKid: *vibrates for a few seconds, stares dumbly at Shera when the vibrations stop*
brShera: Where do you live?
brKid: 987 Shady Avenue. My number is 142-1798.
brShera: *smiles and polishes her frying pan coolly* Good. I'll contact the authorities.
PiScenario 9/i:
brKid: *wails*
brGina: *sighs and walks on, covering her ears*
PiScenario 10/i:
brJenny: *enters, skipping* OOOOOOOO, pretty flowers!!! *gathers some flowers growing next to the kid*
brKid: *looks up imploringly and wails*
brJenny: Gosh (wail!) aren't these (wail wail!) flowers so PURTY?!?!?! (WAIL!) I'm gonna get some (wail!) MORE!
*uproots the entire flower bush and leaves, skipping*
PiScenario 11/i:
brKid: *wails*
brMike and Jun: WHOA! *fall flat, Jun on top of Mike*
brMike: *pushes Jun off and bounces up* Dude, I nearly stepped on him, dude! *laugh laugh laugh*
brJun: Yeah I know man, me too! *laugh laugh laugh* [think: Beavis and Butthead]
brMike: Dude, what are we gonna do?
brJun: I dunno. Maybe try poking him.
brMike: What are you, man, SICK? That's molestation! No me molestes!
brJun: Hah, YOU'RE the one with the sick mind, dude! I meant poke him with a stick, see what happens.
brMike: No ways, 'fro, that's child abuse. I'm not going to DYA, dude, I gots connections there and I don't wanna go there too, man.
brJun: I'm hungry, bro. Let's go get some ice cream.
brMike: YEAHHH, man, a chocolate sundae with bananas on top, that's BADDD, dude!
brJun: No ways, that's nothing! Vanilla fudge with extra fudge is BADDD.
brMike: That's crap compared to raspberry yogurt with chocolate sprinkles, man. Now THAT's BADDD.
brJun: No ways, I heard there's a new ice cream that those smart people just invented, and that's BADDD.
br*the two walk on and leave the kid*
PiScenario 12/i:
brAna: *looks at the kid* Hi, can you help me find my... er... what should I call him? *ponders* Um, he's not my guardian, he's much too dumb for that... He's not REALLY my friend, or at least I won't admit he is. Lemme put it this way. Have you seen a scarred man in expensive looking snake-skin pants chasing an ice cream truck and yelling "Let's kick some ass!"?
brKid: *wails*
brAna: Oh! I'm sorry. You're lost too! Why don't you come with me? I'm the only normal one in the whole group, so there's nothing to worry about.
brKid: *nods and sniffles*
PiScenario 13/i:
brToby: *staring at his cellphone as he walks*
brKid: *wail!*
brToby: Eeyagh! *fumbles and falls to the floor; the cellphone hangs brin mid-air, cartoon-style, for a second or two, then plummets down as well* AGGGHHHH!!! *lunges forward a few feet and catches the phone* Phew... That was close...
brKid: *wails*
brToby: Look what you almost made me do! You almost made me drop my state-of-the-art cellphone! I invented it myself! brKid: *wails*
brToby: Ohh... Ahh... Why are you STARING AT ME?!?! Ahhh.. AHHHHHH!!! *sweatdrops*
brKid: *wails*
brToby: No no no, don't cry! If you cry, you will make ME cry too!
brKid: *WAIL*
brToby: I can't stand it! WAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAHAHAAHAHAAAAA!
PiScenario 14/i:
brHiroshi: *walking past, eyes drooping* Zzz...zzzz...
brKid: *wails*
brHiroshi: ZZZZ....ZZZZZ....SNCCHCHHHZZZZZZ... *falls asleep standing up*
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PiEditor's Note: Well, there you have it. The first installment of a massive and still on-going mega-crossover fanfic. This was just to get you readers to familiarize yourselves with the characters, hope you liked it.
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PiScenario 1/i:
brRei: Kid, are you all right? *stoops down to the kid's height* You're hurt.
brKid: *wails*
brRei: *looks around nervously* Quick, is anybody nearby?
brKid: *shakes his head, wailing*
brRei: I don't usually do this, cuz people will chase me nonstop and yell things like "Christ has come!" and "The end of the world is here!" and "Revive my dead husband!" and I'll need to find Jun Gil in order to escape. But, since you're such a cute little kid, I'll make an exception.
brKid: *cocks head and looks up curiously*
brRei: *places a hand on the kid's knee; the wound closes up* There, all better.
brKid: *stares, awestruck*
brRei: *hugs the kid and picks him up* Let's get you cleaned up. Then we can look for your parents. *carries the kid away in his arms*
PiScenario 2/i:
brReno: Heyyy, little kid! What're YOU doin' by yourself? You're too young to sell sex!
brKid: *wails*
brReno: Hey, you know, I'd teach you and you'd be getting lessons from the master pimp himself, but right now I got some chicks to hit on.
brKid: *wails*
brReno: *laughs* Don't be disappointed. I mean, I bet your mom's really hot. Why don't you save me the complication and tell me her number right now?
brKid: I'm LOST! *wails some more*
brReno: *sighs, rolls his eyes, pretends he hasn't seen anything, and sidles away with hands in pockets*
PiScenario 3/i:
brKid: *wails*
brBryan: *runs past, chasing the ice cream truck* HEY, GET BACK HERE, MORON!! OR ELSE I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!!!
PiScenario 4/i:
brLavitz: *walking along with his nose buried in a book* Ah!~*stops promptly*~ what is THIS? A young and eager mind! I am QUIVERING with excitement! *quivers with excitement*
brKid: *wails*
brLavitz: *eagerly* What ails you, oh open-minded youth? Perhaps it is the lack of knowledge in thy cerebrum! Then, I shall enlighten you! What interests do you partake in?
brKid: *sniffles*
brLavitz: But alas! You snivel like an illiterate boor! You must have more honor, young man! *begins to preach about honor and glory, retelling scenes from his gladiator days*
brKid: *wails*
brLavitz: *frowns* But you shall not be pacified. What an ingrate! What is our society coming to? Depravity and dereliction! Nay, I SHALL educate you! You will learn the fruits produced by your forefathers under sweat and toil!
brKid: *stops wailing and begins looking very confused*
brLavitz: *drags the reluctant kid to a park bench and begins reading "Essays on Existentialism" loudly, attracting a bit too many passersby*
PiScenario 5/i:
brKid: *wails*
brVincent: *stops, stares, blinks, and walks on*
PiScenario 6/i:
brRude: *doing tricks with a basketball as he walks*
brKid: *wails*
brRude: *stops and stares DOWN (BIG emphasis on DOWN)*
brKid: *stops wailing when notices Rude's shadow* ...... *looks up* ....... *begins screeching instead of crying*
brRude: .....................*picks the kid up by the collar with two fingers and stares as the kid hangs miserably* ...............................
brKid: *screams and struggles for dear life*
brRude: *sets the kid down again* ................... *pats it on the head and moseys on*
brKid: *stops wailing due to a head concussion*
PiScenario 7/i:
brKid: *wails*
brElena: *stops with half-eaten candy bar in one hand, shopping bag in another* Why're you crying? It's better with no parents around. Then you can steal and eat all the candy you want.
brKid: *looks up curiously*
brElena: That's right! There's nothing to it! If the cops catch you they'll let you go when you act all cute. I've done it a million times.
brKid: *nods and follows*
PiScenario 8/i:
brShera: Hey kiddo, you all right?
brKid: *shakes head*
brShera: Here, lemme see what I got. *takes out a bandage and covers the scrape* Hey, that's NOTHING compared to what I been through. It'll heal real fast.
brKid: I'm LOST! *wails*
brShera: Tell me anything you know about your home. Number? Family name? Address?
brKid: *wails*
brShera: *groans* All right, you asked for it. *whips out the frying pan*
*sound of a gong....BONG!*
brKid: *vibrates for a few seconds, stares dumbly at Shera when the vibrations stop*
brShera: Where do you live?
brKid: 987 Shady Avenue. My number is 142-1798.
brShera: *smiles and polishes her frying pan coolly* Good. I'll contact the authorities.
PiScenario 9/i:
brKid: *wails*
brGina: *sighs and walks on, covering her ears*
PiScenario 10/i:
brJenny: *enters, skipping* OOOOOOOO, pretty flowers!!! *gathers some flowers growing next to the kid*
brKid: *looks up imploringly and wails*
brJenny: Gosh (wail!) aren't these (wail wail!) flowers so PURTY?!?!?! (WAIL!) I'm gonna get some (wail!) MORE!
*uproots the entire flower bush and leaves, skipping*
PiScenario 11/i:
brKid: *wails*
brMike and Jun: WHOA! *fall flat, Jun on top of Mike*
brMike: *pushes Jun off and bounces up* Dude, I nearly stepped on him, dude! *laugh laugh laugh*
brJun: Yeah I know man, me too! *laugh laugh laugh* [think: Beavis and Butthead]
brMike: Dude, what are we gonna do?
brJun: I dunno. Maybe try poking him.
brMike: What are you, man, SICK? That's molestation! No me molestes!
brJun: Hah, YOU'RE the one with the sick mind, dude! I meant poke him with a stick, see what happens.
brMike: No ways, 'fro, that's child abuse. I'm not going to DYA, dude, I gots connections there and I don't wanna go there too, man.
brJun: I'm hungry, bro. Let's go get some ice cream.
brMike: YEAHHH, man, a chocolate sundae with bananas on top, that's BADDD, dude!
brJun: No ways, that's nothing! Vanilla fudge with extra fudge is BADDD.
brMike: That's crap compared to raspberry yogurt with chocolate sprinkles, man. Now THAT's BADDD.
brJun: No ways, I heard there's a new ice cream that those smart people just invented, and that's BADDD.
br*the two walk on and leave the kid*
PiScenario 12/i:
brAna: *looks at the kid* Hi, can you help me find my... er... what should I call him? *ponders* Um, he's not my guardian, he's much too dumb for that... He's not REALLY my friend, or at least I won't admit he is. Lemme put it this way. Have you seen a scarred man in expensive looking snake-skin pants chasing an ice cream truck and yelling "Let's kick some ass!"?
brKid: *wails*
brAna: Oh! I'm sorry. You're lost too! Why don't you come with me? I'm the only normal one in the whole group, so there's nothing to worry about.
brKid: *nods and sniffles*
PiScenario 13/i:
brToby: *staring at his cellphone as he walks*
brKid: *wail!*
brToby: Eeyagh! *fumbles and falls to the floor; the cellphone hangs brin mid-air, cartoon-style, for a second or two, then plummets down as well* AGGGHHHH!!! *lunges forward a few feet and catches the phone* Phew... That was close...
brKid: *wails*
brToby: Look what you almost made me do! You almost made me drop my state-of-the-art cellphone! I invented it myself! brKid: *wails*
brToby: Ohh... Ahh... Why are you STARING AT ME?!?! Ahhh.. AHHHHHH!!! *sweatdrops*
brKid: *wails*
brToby: No no no, don't cry! If you cry, you will make ME cry too!
brKid: *WAIL*
brToby: I can't stand it! WAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHAAAHAHAAHAHAAAAA!
PiScenario 14/i:
brHiroshi: *walking past, eyes drooping* Zzz...zzzz...
brKid: *wails*
brHiroshi: ZZZZ....ZZZZZ....SNCCHCHHHZZZZZZ... *falls asleep standing up*
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PiEditor's Note: Well, there you have it. The first installment of a massive and still on-going mega-crossover fanfic. This was just to get you readers to familiarize yourselves with the characters, hope you liked it.