When A Gag Goes Too Far
Chapter 3: The Fifth Author And Potter Join The Fray!
A/N: I own absolutely nothing, save myself. Is it just me, or are there alot of guns in this fic? Thanks for all the suggestions! What took me so long? Well, writer's block, standardized tests, video game, etc. Beat is a little out of charatcer around the end.
"Come again?" Disk muttered stupidly as the gun dropped to the ground.
Fred Luo was now crying his eyes out because he was so happy. Disk sweatdropped.
"You're an author! You finally got here!" Fred Luo screamed joyously.
"Fred?! What's up?" Harry Potter asked the black-haired-millionaire as he walked up to him.
"Yeah, Ecco was showing us some of his tricks!" Ron Weasley complained as he followed his friend.
"This is an author! Disk!"
"Who has no idea what is going on." Disk added.
"Well, you see..." Harry began. "Tab got sick of falling into open man-holes so he decided to do something about it. Now he's trying to destroy FF.net."
"Oh, that was Jessi. Her idea started a war, eh? So what now?"
"We're not sure, Disk." Ron admitted. "Try to see if there are more authors I guess."
"Good idea!" Harry concurred. "I'll get my Firebolt. Disk, come with me."
"Why?"
"We're going for a ride."
"Cool!"
Tallulah had been running for a rather long time before she dared to stop. She fell to her knees in exhaustion.
"Of all the places, a gunslinger inhabited desert! Why me?" she muttered. "Huh? What's that?"
Tallulah forced herself onto her feet and dragged herself over to a stretch of empty, white space.
"There's something you don't see everyday... I wonder what it is... Hey! A city!"
Indeed, there was a city. A city that was only a quarter of a mile away.
"A city means water! But how am I going to get there?"
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind and Tallulah fell face first into the white ground.
"Well, I guess that answers my question..."
Tallulah once again picked herself up and started walking. After hearing a few more gunshots, she began to run again.
"I really hope Vash is ok!"
"Do you have any idea where we're going, Jessi-chan?"
"No, Thug Angel."
"What's going to happen to my demented chickens?"
"I don't know."
"Jessi-chan?"
"What is it?"
"Am I annoying you?"
"Yes."
Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) were still wandering around the forest they had landed in.
"Thug, have you seen the Blair Witch Project?" Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) asked the author that was irritating her.
"Yes."
"What happened?"
"I'm not telling!"
"Why not?!"
"I don't want to ruin it for you!" Thug Angel yelled.
"This is a life or death situation!" Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) screamed back.
"You got that right!" Aisha shouted as jumped out from behind some foliage.
"What do we do now, Jessi-chan?"
"The idea of running like heck sounds good, Thug."
Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) ran through the forest desperately trying to secape the enraged cat-like being that was hot on their heels.
"Where's an open man-hole when you need one?" Thug Angel shouted.
"Yeah." Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) chuckled as a mental image of Aisha falling into an open man-hole popped into her head.
"What the?! Aaaaahhhhhhh!"
Aisha fell into an open man-hole. Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) stopped running and laughed their butts off.
"That is classic!" Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) shouted.
"Are you obessed with open man-holes or something?" Thug Angel sighed.
"Well, there is something about seeing somebody you don't like fall into a giant pipe filled with sludge that possibly is inhabited by aligators."
"Jessi-chan?"
"What now, Thug?"
"Do you get the feeling that we're...being watched?"
"Yes."
"What should we do?"
"Keep running!"
And so, Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) ran through the forest frantically trying to escape what was watching them.
"Jessi-chan..." Thug Angel stuttered.
"What now?"
"How did that thing fall into an open man-hole in the middle of a forest?"
"I don't know. I just pictured it in my mind and it happened."
"Something's up, Jessi-chan."
"Did you just figure that out, Thug?"
Thug Angel whacked Jessi (a.k.a. Crash)'s head as they ran.
NoiseTank13 had been chased around Tokyo-to a few times before finally having to resort to climbing one of the Rokkaku Towers, returning to where the chase had begun.
"What are you going to do now, author?" Gum sneered at NoiseTank13.
"Um, this: help! Somebody help me!" NoiseTank13 screamed.
NoiseTank13, Gum, Beat, and Onishima were standing on the top of one of the Rokkaku Towers in Tokyo-to, panting and sweating. Onishima was, for some reason, getting a huge migraine.
"Just shut-up!" Onishima bellowed as he dove toward NoiseTank13, ready to punch the living daylights out of him.
"I was wondering when we were going to beat him." Beat said exasperatedly as he followed Onishima's lead.
However, NoiseTank13 sidestepped both Beat and Onishima, sending them careening into the pavement. Despite the fall, both were alive and only suffered bad bruises and annihilated pride.
"There went your boyfriend." NoiseTank13 laughed.
"Just shut-up!" Gum screamed as she yanked off one of her skates and threw it at the author's head.
"Yeah." NoiseTank13 sighed as the skate sailed a few feet past his head and towards the street.
"Ow!" Beat shouted when the skate fell on his head.
"Beat! Oh, sweetie, are you ok?" Gum shouted as she ran to edge of the roof and peeked over it.
NoiseTank13 seized the oppritunity and kicked Gum's rear so she sailed through the air "gracefully" and landed on Beat, who screamed "Woman, you need to go on a diet!". Gum began to cry.
"Yeah, happy couple my foot." the only occupant of the roof muttered dryly.
"Hey, Key!" an unkown voice shouted from behind NoiseTank13.
The author turned around and saw a Noise Tank.
"I've been looking for you everywhere!"
"Um, I'm not..." NoiseTank13 stuttered.
"Save it for Rave, Key. Our leader is so ticked at you!"
The unkown Noise Tank grabbed NoiseTank13 and hauled him down the fire escape toward Benten-cho, to face the Noise Tanks.
"Yo, NoiseTank13 here! I finally got the peanut gallery off of my back, then bam! This Noise Tank shows up and hauls me off to see Rave, thinking I'm Key, whoever that is. Complications arise, next time in "Of Hackers, Backers, And Cities!"!"
"Move it, Key!" the unkown Noise Tank shouted.
Chapter 3: The Fifth Author And Potter Join The Fray!
A/N: I own absolutely nothing, save myself. Is it just me, or are there alot of guns in this fic? Thanks for all the suggestions! What took me so long? Well, writer's block, standardized tests, video game, etc. Beat is a little out of charatcer around the end.
"Come again?" Disk muttered stupidly as the gun dropped to the ground.
Fred Luo was now crying his eyes out because he was so happy. Disk sweatdropped.
"You're an author! You finally got here!" Fred Luo screamed joyously.
"Fred?! What's up?" Harry Potter asked the black-haired-millionaire as he walked up to him.
"Yeah, Ecco was showing us some of his tricks!" Ron Weasley complained as he followed his friend.
"This is an author! Disk!"
"Who has no idea what is going on." Disk added.
"Well, you see..." Harry began. "Tab got sick of falling into open man-holes so he decided to do something about it. Now he's trying to destroy FF.net."
"Oh, that was Jessi. Her idea started a war, eh? So what now?"
"We're not sure, Disk." Ron admitted. "Try to see if there are more authors I guess."
"Good idea!" Harry concurred. "I'll get my Firebolt. Disk, come with me."
"Why?"
"We're going for a ride."
"Cool!"
Tallulah had been running for a rather long time before she dared to stop. She fell to her knees in exhaustion.
"Of all the places, a gunslinger inhabited desert! Why me?" she muttered. "Huh? What's that?"
Tallulah forced herself onto her feet and dragged herself over to a stretch of empty, white space.
"There's something you don't see everyday... I wonder what it is... Hey! A city!"
Indeed, there was a city. A city that was only a quarter of a mile away.
"A city means water! But how am I going to get there?"
Suddenly, there was a gust of wind and Tallulah fell face first into the white ground.
"Well, I guess that answers my question..."
Tallulah once again picked herself up and started walking. After hearing a few more gunshots, she began to run again.
"I really hope Vash is ok!"
"Do you have any idea where we're going, Jessi-chan?"
"No, Thug Angel."
"What's going to happen to my demented chickens?"
"I don't know."
"Jessi-chan?"
"What is it?"
"Am I annoying you?"
"Yes."
Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) were still wandering around the forest they had landed in.
"Thug, have you seen the Blair Witch Project?" Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) asked the author that was irritating her.
"Yes."
"What happened?"
"I'm not telling!"
"Why not?!"
"I don't want to ruin it for you!" Thug Angel yelled.
"This is a life or death situation!" Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) screamed back.
"You got that right!" Aisha shouted as jumped out from behind some foliage.
"What do we do now, Jessi-chan?"
"The idea of running like heck sounds good, Thug."
Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) ran through the forest desperately trying to secape the enraged cat-like being that was hot on their heels.
"Where's an open man-hole when you need one?" Thug Angel shouted.
"Yeah." Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) chuckled as a mental image of Aisha falling into an open man-hole popped into her head.
"What the?! Aaaaahhhhhhh!"
Aisha fell into an open man-hole. Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) stopped running and laughed their butts off.
"That is classic!" Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) shouted.
"Are you obessed with open man-holes or something?" Thug Angel sighed.
"Well, there is something about seeing somebody you don't like fall into a giant pipe filled with sludge that possibly is inhabited by aligators."
"Jessi-chan?"
"What now, Thug?"
"Do you get the feeling that we're...being watched?"
"Yes."
"What should we do?"
"Keep running!"
And so, Thug Angel and Jessi (a.k.a. Crash) ran through the forest frantically trying to escape what was watching them.
"Jessi-chan..." Thug Angel stuttered.
"What now?"
"How did that thing fall into an open man-hole in the middle of a forest?"
"I don't know. I just pictured it in my mind and it happened."
"Something's up, Jessi-chan."
"Did you just figure that out, Thug?"
Thug Angel whacked Jessi (a.k.a. Crash)'s head as they ran.
NoiseTank13 had been chased around Tokyo-to a few times before finally having to resort to climbing one of the Rokkaku Towers, returning to where the chase had begun.
"What are you going to do now, author?" Gum sneered at NoiseTank13.
"Um, this: help! Somebody help me!" NoiseTank13 screamed.
NoiseTank13, Gum, Beat, and Onishima were standing on the top of one of the Rokkaku Towers in Tokyo-to, panting and sweating. Onishima was, for some reason, getting a huge migraine.
"Just shut-up!" Onishima bellowed as he dove toward NoiseTank13, ready to punch the living daylights out of him.
"I was wondering when we were going to beat him." Beat said exasperatedly as he followed Onishima's lead.
However, NoiseTank13 sidestepped both Beat and Onishima, sending them careening into the pavement. Despite the fall, both were alive and only suffered bad bruises and annihilated pride.
"There went your boyfriend." NoiseTank13 laughed.
"Just shut-up!" Gum screamed as she yanked off one of her skates and threw it at the author's head.
"Yeah." NoiseTank13 sighed as the skate sailed a few feet past his head and towards the street.
"Ow!" Beat shouted when the skate fell on his head.
"Beat! Oh, sweetie, are you ok?" Gum shouted as she ran to edge of the roof and peeked over it.
NoiseTank13 seized the oppritunity and kicked Gum's rear so she sailed through the air "gracefully" and landed on Beat, who screamed "Woman, you need to go on a diet!". Gum began to cry.
"Yeah, happy couple my foot." the only occupant of the roof muttered dryly.
"Hey, Key!" an unkown voice shouted from behind NoiseTank13.
The author turned around and saw a Noise Tank.
"I've been looking for you everywhere!"
"Um, I'm not..." NoiseTank13 stuttered.
"Save it for Rave, Key. Our leader is so ticked at you!"
The unkown Noise Tank grabbed NoiseTank13 and hauled him down the fire escape toward Benten-cho, to face the Noise Tanks.
"Yo, NoiseTank13 here! I finally got the peanut gallery off of my back, then bam! This Noise Tank shows up and hauls me off to see Rave, thinking I'm Key, whoever that is. Complications arise, next time in "Of Hackers, Backers, And Cities!"!"
"Move it, Key!" the unkown Noise Tank shouted.