The grotesque arena showed the scars of battle. The Darvants had disappeared; the Hunter Chuih, Ranger ChuBei, and MAG the mag were waiting for the big tomally himself.

Chu Chu Star Online

[Chu Chu Rocket, Phantasy Star Online, Chuih, ChuBei, ChuPea, ChuBach, KapuKapu, Chu Chu, and all other related indicia to either PSO or CCR are copyright Sonic Team and SEGA. Some Cu Chu characters copyright MFZ team (which is me, Hypes)]

                The big tomally himself, of coarse, was Dark Falz. The god of destruction, the divine creature who resurrects in the millennial cycle, and the one solely responsible for the Blue Rocket 1 disaster.

                "You know, this is like that Gorillaz music video. The one about sunshine in a sack or something…" Chuih remarked.

                "I don't think so." ChuBei replied.

                "Quiet foo's! Here comes the damn motha now!" MAG interrupted.

                Dark Falz appeared. He was really strange looking, and is almost impossible to describe. I'm sure you've played PSO, so you know. If you haven't got to Dark Falz yet, oops. SPOILER alert. His tiny torso upon the giant torso lurched down to see who had awoken him. The three-headed chariot dragon growled at each other.

                Dark Falz sighed. "So…what did you wake me for? I'm a very busy man and I need my sleep."

                "Silence foul beast! We cometh to slay you and rid the galaxy of your filth! Prepare to die monster!" Chuih spoke.

                "Hold on a moment little mouse character. Look, you're the thirtieth something person to run in here, wake me up, and demand to kill me. I don't know what I do that attracts so much "negative feeling", but it's really starting to trip me up." Dark Falz said.

                "But…don't you want to destroy the universe?" ChuBei asked.

                "Destroy the universe?! Heavens to Betsy no! I just want everyone to hold hands and smile." Dark Falz blinked.

                "So…you're not going to blow up the universe?" Chuih asked.

                "Yes I am! You see little mouse character it's my job. It's what I do. The god of destruction has to destroy things. It's not really a great job, but it's a living. So I hope you boys don't take any personal offence to the destruction of the galaxy." Dark Falz explained.

                "So…you destroy everything every thousand years, like how many times have you been foiled?" MAG asked.

                "Oh like eight times or so. Let me count. Phantasy Star, Phantasy Star 2, Phantasy Star: Generations of Doom, Phantasy Star: End of the Millennium, Phantasy Star Gaiden, Phantasy Star Text Adventures, Phantasy Star Adventures, Aural Phantasy, Phantasy Star Collections, Phantasy Star Onli-Yea, somewhere around eight or ten. It sucks having failed your job for the last ten thousand years. But this time it will be different, by golly!" Dark Falz counted.

                "What makes you say that?" MAG asked.

                "I dunno. Well, I suppose I'll have to do away with you. Let us fight." Dark Falz answered.

                "WAIT! I have one more question! If you're supposed to find a form to exist, where the hell did you find that towering thing?" Chuih asked.

                "This old thing? I absorbed that Red Ring ChuPea character and I became this. NOW can we fight?" Dark Falz was impatient.

"Right then! We still must defend all the babes in the universe! No offence to you!" Chuih pulled out the Pallasch.

                "None taken. Tri Dragon attack!" Dark Falz ordered his chariot to move onward.

                Dark Falz was big, I mean monstrously huge. He made the dragon look… really small. His three-headed dragon thing took up so much space that only a third of the plateau was left. The dragons hissed and roared as their little cirri feet pushed them towards the space mice, and yet at the same time spitting out Darvants like a madman.

                "More Darvants! This is getting nuts!" Chuih moaned.

                "Yea! They're getting in the way of my targeting!" ChuBei complained.

                Well, Chuih rushed forward, pallasch in hand, towards the great god of destruction. Dodging Darvants left and right, the hunter was determined to crack heads. He gulped as he made it past the last Darvant and towards one of the dragon's fierce maw. The dragon screamed a horrible cry as the chu chu got near.

                "Slice, don't look! Slice, don't look!" Chuih ordered himself. The sight was so terrifying that any mere man would drop in a cold faint. Fortunately, Chuih had his eyes closed.

                "Dude! You're missing him completely!" ChuBei called from his far away position.

                "Aim to your left, No! Your other left! A little father, more, more…Too far, come back! O.K, strike North East!" MAG instructed.

                "What?!" Chuih finally turned towards his friends.

                "Look Out!" Both cried. The dragon beamed Chuih on the head with it's massive chin.

                MAG sighed. "Idiot."

                "Hey Chuih! Get up and hit the S.O.B! If ya win, I'll take you to Chuck-E-Cheeses!" ChuBei said.

                "Chuck-E-Cheeses? He's my favorite mouse in the whole wide world! It's a deal!" Chuih grinned. He immediately popped back into position, flailing his photon pallasch at unimaginable speeds.

                "You're really going to take him to Chuck-E-Cheeses? Only babies go there man!" MAG said.

                "I was thinking more along the lines of DZ Discovery Zone. You know, when you look at Chuck-E-Cheeses name, it's supposed to say something right. I just see a guy vomiting cheese." ChuBei recalled.

                "Too much information. Let's just get back to the task at hand. Saving the universe and all." MAG said.

                Chuih finally had to sit down. He was sweating bullets (Not real bullets you fool!) and panting like a Labrador. "There! That oughta teach you to mess with the galaxy."

                The dragon just blinked.

                "Crap." ChuBei said bluntly.

                The three-headed dragon roared, sending Chuih flying a ways.

                "That's a good boy, here's a treat!" Dark Falz said to his pet. He dropped a screaming random Chu Chu (You gotta love extras!) into the panting dragons mouth. After a few quick chomps, the dragon barked happily.

                "That gives me an idea!" MAG said.

                "Good. We need as many ideas as we can get." Chuih said as he met up with the other two.

                "Of coarse! Why didn't I think of it sooner! Red and Green Bagels! Perfect for the Christmas season!" MAG said.

                "That's not useful at all! And I'm tired of everyone using 'said' in their descriptions." Chuih sa…complained.

                "How bout this." ChuBei dropped a telepipe. He then vanished for several moments, but reappeared, followed by a fearsome Kapu kapu.

                "Aaaaah! A Kapu kapu!" Chuih screamed.

                "Yes! But watch!" ChuBei stated.

                The Kapu Kapu closed in on Chuih and was about to eat him when…

                The three-headed dragons reared their heads. A familiar scent was in the air. The scent of SPACE CAT. They immediately set to growl. They narrowed their eyes as they focused in on the target. In a barking frenzy, the three-headed dragon took pursuit after the Kapu kapu, who leaped into the ravine deep below. Dark Falz fell off his chariot.

                "Boy, that wasn't foreseen." MAG remarked.

                "I almost died! Again!" Chuih replied.

                "Ah Crap. There goes my puppy wuppy diggy doggy! Oh well! Prepare for my next form!" Dark Falz bellowed.

                The trio stared in fright.