Monty: Well everyone, I have finally gotten ready to do my fourth chapter
of STARCRAFT PARODIES!!!
Alex: This is gonna' be great!
Monty: Shu... Hey, yeah your right!
Monty: Enjoy!
(Okay, so now in this chapter, we go to the very last level in the Terren campaign. Where the Bart marines, Jime (HAHAHAHHAAHA) Rayner and the Magistrate have to fight to destroy the ion cannon in order to escape. Let's see what's going to happen!)
(In the game, at the beginning of this level, Jim said something very memorable. He spoke words of deception and of betrayal. Lets here what the high Jim would say...)
Jim: MENSGK IS AN ASSHOLE! LET'S KICK HIS ASSENESS NESS NESS!!!!!!
Marines: YEAH!!!!!!
(Inspiring aint it?)
Magistrate: Before we get started, let's just take one big whiff before we go into battle
Marines & Jime (hehehe): Here, here!
(After a few hours of getting high, the Marines, Magistrate and Jim finally awaken right on the doorstep of the ion cannon, with all of Menskg's troops dead...)
Jim: ...
I.P.Freely.: Dude, what happened?
Seymour Asses: I think we beat them!
Mike Roch: What, how is that possible?
Magistrate: The Battlecruisers fought off all the men while we were high, and brought us here *points up*
Seymour Asses: You mean that there are more than just Marines and Firebats in this game?
Monty: Of course, without them, it would be pretty lame.
Alex: JIME!!!
Jim & Monty: SHUT UP ALEX!!!!
Alex: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!
Seymour Asses: Then there is no point in living, if I am not the only one *points gun to face*
Mike Roch: Dude, what are you doing!?!?!?!
Seymour Asses: I can't live in this universe, there is nothing to live for!
I.P.F.: That's not true, think about getting high!
Seymour Asses: Oh, yeah! I forgotted about that! *Takes away gun*
Jacques Strap: So.. What do we do now?
Jime I unno'. Internet?.. Stop calling me Jime!!!
Alex: Ha! I'm takin' over now! This parody's mine!
Jacques Strap: That's your answer to everything!
Firebat: While we're here why don't we sing camp so...*gets head blown off by Mutilisk*
Mutilisk: askljdfghasuihgiasbufgasiudfgigbuasdbfg!!!
Magistrate: Yo mama!!!
Mutilisk: (In Pirate accent) Aye me mama be given me my wings and a chicken for dinner. Fine bit of dinner too. Mmm... Chicken.
Jim: Attack!!!
I.P.F.: Fire at the damn thing! (Zerglings appear over the horizon)
Zerglings: raaasjfklkdj;jf... (In accent) oh I dear say that it does appear to be 4:00! Tea time!
(All the Zerglings stop what they're doing, and invite the terren forces for tea)
Magistrate: Sure. Can we put weed in it?
Zergling: Why not?
(After drinking tea and getting high, the battle slowly begins)
Jim: (High) Whoa... tea is sure better out here.
Zerglings: Tis isn't it.Raahaaa!
Magistrate: (Not high) Yaaaa!!!
I.P.F.: (Hurls)
(A giant battle begins)
Jim: Yaah...zzzzzzzzzz
Monty: LET GO!!! OWE! ALEX... OOOWWWWEWE!!!!
Alex: DUDE! LET GO! BUH, AAAAAHHHHH
Monty: HAHAHAHAHA, GOOD PREVAILS AGAIN!!!
Monty: Now I'm in control!
Zerglings: fbhnkvbfhfdbvkhfdsvnkfb! GET THEM!
Marines: WWWWWUUUUUHHHH!!!!
Magistrate: Come on everyone, they outnumber us! Let's get away in this transport!
(A random transport appears out of no where and the pilot offers the marines a ride)
Mutilisk: Eye! They be gettin' away!
(A large group of Hydralisks come over the horizon)
Mutaliski: Why do all of our reinforcements come so late? ... There eh!
Hydralisks: We have to get it just right with the sun, comrades. It gives it a dramatic effe... *Gets head blown off by Marines*
Marine: YOU GOD DAMMED ZERG THINGEMABOBODIESMONGULAFONDUDLYPOOPIES!!!!!
Magistrate: ... I am either way too high, or not high enough...
Jim: Uh... Now what?
Magistrate: Get on the F***ing transport
Seymour Asses: okay
(As they all get on there is a message)
I.P.F.: ...so then I'm like, "Sure go to your stupid eagles concert!"
Magistrate:?
Jime: Hey, that mission was hell of short! Why is that?
End of Terren campaign
Jacques Strap: Hey, why is it so god damned short? I wanna get HIGH!!!
Monty: Ha ha ha ha!!!
Alex: Sorry we gotta FADEOUT!!!
Jim: No wait I NOOOOOOO!!! *gets hand chopped off by fadeout*
Jim: Owwiees!!!!
The End
Alex: This is gonna' be great!
Monty: Shu... Hey, yeah your right!
Monty: Enjoy!
(Okay, so now in this chapter, we go to the very last level in the Terren campaign. Where the Bart marines, Jime (HAHAHAHHAAHA) Rayner and the Magistrate have to fight to destroy the ion cannon in order to escape. Let's see what's going to happen!)
(In the game, at the beginning of this level, Jim said something very memorable. He spoke words of deception and of betrayal. Lets here what the high Jim would say...)
Jim: MENSGK IS AN ASSHOLE! LET'S KICK HIS ASSENESS NESS NESS!!!!!!
Marines: YEAH!!!!!!
(Inspiring aint it?)
Magistrate: Before we get started, let's just take one big whiff before we go into battle
Marines & Jime (hehehe): Here, here!
(After a few hours of getting high, the Marines, Magistrate and Jim finally awaken right on the doorstep of the ion cannon, with all of Menskg's troops dead...)
Jim: ...
I.P.Freely.: Dude, what happened?
Seymour Asses: I think we beat them!
Mike Roch: What, how is that possible?
Magistrate: The Battlecruisers fought off all the men while we were high, and brought us here *points up*
Seymour Asses: You mean that there are more than just Marines and Firebats in this game?
Monty: Of course, without them, it would be pretty lame.
Alex: JIME!!!
Jim & Monty: SHUT UP ALEX!!!!
Alex: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!
Seymour Asses: Then there is no point in living, if I am not the only one *points gun to face*
Mike Roch: Dude, what are you doing!?!?!?!
Seymour Asses: I can't live in this universe, there is nothing to live for!
I.P.F.: That's not true, think about getting high!
Seymour Asses: Oh, yeah! I forgotted about that! *Takes away gun*
Jacques Strap: So.. What do we do now?
Jime I unno'. Internet?.. Stop calling me Jime!!!
Alex: Ha! I'm takin' over now! This parody's mine!
Jacques Strap: That's your answer to everything!
Firebat: While we're here why don't we sing camp so...*gets head blown off by Mutilisk*
Mutilisk: askljdfghasuihgiasbufgasiudfgigbuasdbfg!!!
Magistrate: Yo mama!!!
Mutilisk: (In Pirate accent) Aye me mama be given me my wings and a chicken for dinner. Fine bit of dinner too. Mmm... Chicken.
Jim: Attack!!!
I.P.F.: Fire at the damn thing! (Zerglings appear over the horizon)
Zerglings: raaasjfklkdj;jf... (In accent) oh I dear say that it does appear to be 4:00! Tea time!
(All the Zerglings stop what they're doing, and invite the terren forces for tea)
Magistrate: Sure. Can we put weed in it?
Zergling: Why not?
(After drinking tea and getting high, the battle slowly begins)
Jim: (High) Whoa... tea is sure better out here.
Zerglings: Tis isn't it.Raahaaa!
Magistrate: (Not high) Yaaaa!!!
I.P.F.: (Hurls)
(A giant battle begins)
Jim: Yaah...zzzzzzzzzz
Monty: LET GO!!! OWE! ALEX... OOOWWWWEWE!!!!
Alex: DUDE! LET GO! BUH, AAAAAHHHHH
Monty: HAHAHAHAHA, GOOD PREVAILS AGAIN!!!
Monty: Now I'm in control!
Zerglings: fbhnkvbfhfdbvkhfdsvnkfb! GET THEM!
Marines: WWWWWUUUUUHHHH!!!!
Magistrate: Come on everyone, they outnumber us! Let's get away in this transport!
(A random transport appears out of no where and the pilot offers the marines a ride)
Mutilisk: Eye! They be gettin' away!
(A large group of Hydralisks come over the horizon)
Mutaliski: Why do all of our reinforcements come so late? ... There eh!
Hydralisks: We have to get it just right with the sun, comrades. It gives it a dramatic effe... *Gets head blown off by Marines*
Marine: YOU GOD DAMMED ZERG THINGEMABOBODIESMONGULAFONDUDLYPOOPIES!!!!!
Magistrate: ... I am either way too high, or not high enough...
Jim: Uh... Now what?
Magistrate: Get on the F***ing transport
Seymour Asses: okay
(As they all get on there is a message)
I.P.F.: ...so then I'm like, "Sure go to your stupid eagles concert!"
Magistrate:?
Jime: Hey, that mission was hell of short! Why is that?
End of Terren campaign
Jacques Strap: Hey, why is it so god damned short? I wanna get HIGH!!!
Monty: Ha ha ha ha!!!
Alex: Sorry we gotta FADEOUT!!!
Jim: No wait I NOOOOOOO!!! *gets hand chopped off by fadeout*
Jim: Owwiees!!!!
The End