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The following story/fic/fiction/gobbledegook will contain just about any poor taste in stories there is. We are talking : Mary sues, Self Insertion, Out Of Character, Fourth Wall Infractions, Plot Holes, Cliché's, Random Insanity, Weirdness, Attempts at humor, downright cruelty, possible hilarity, confusion, poor writing, bad grammar, typecasting, wish fulfillment, instantaneous ressurection.

The Scene- Lunarian's Computer Room ( Same As Before, As Last We Left )

Lastly we left Lunarian, he had discovered his conscience was back after being disposed off in... less than subtle methods. After an initial startlement, Lunarian recovered and now is ready to deal out more punishment (with a nine-iron, no less). Little C made a last ditch effort to appeal to his charge's compassion..... kinda a waste of breath.

Lunarian- " You must think I'm an idiot or something. What do you think this is some hollywood hacked script play where I will now throw down my club, embrace my gentler side, shed a tear and we all learn a lesson? " *With a soft yet deadly voice*

Little C- " Ahhh c'mon now man, can't we talk about this? No need to get all.. violent. " *While shooting fearful look at the golfclub*

From what we have seen from Lunarian thus far, would you think he would listen? No way, that's right. So Lunarian advances quickly to Little C, kicks him over and applies pressure with the sole of his foot to prevent escape... and pulls the club back.

Lunarian- " Use your brain this time, and Don't come back here, you little annoyance. " *Intimidatingly delivered* "FORE!!

Little C- " Please Lunarian, have mercy, I just --- wahhhhhhhh. *Little C goes flying out the window, vanishes in the distance in an almost pokémon'ish way.*

Lunarian- " Hmph, good riddance to bad rubbish. *Condenscendingly* Now to get back to work on my masterpiece hehe. " *Exclaimed in childish glee*

The Scene- An alley-way in another city

Little C is sitting on top of a cardboard box, sniffling every now and then. There is a small piece of gauze covering a large bump slowly forming on top of his little head.

Little C- Well, that's the end of that.. He will not listen to reason, won't even give me a chance. How is a person's conscience supposed to do his duty when the one assigned to him won't listen... *Suddenly he had a shot of insight, a crafty look took on him* Aha, of course. I saw what he was doing, I will join his enemies and together we will force him to conform, or sweet sweet vengeance...

Little C quickly hopped off the box, glowed briefly to heal, and started floating towards the nearest power station. (Conscience's got powers, just can't be used on others, deal with it)

The Scene- Lunarian's Computer Room ( Same As Before, As Last We Left )

Lunarian, that sadistic crackpot artist, is now back in his chair ready to type out torture. Allright, Takeru, my friend. That was just a warm up, let's see what we can really produce when it's time.

*****

{ Tk had just been caught redhanded makin out with Kari by Yolie, but he doesn't care because he's got a loooong list of partners left. So he wz running out of the apartmnt with the girls chasin him, but he dont care cuz he not captain of track for nothing. So he is running out ahad of them but then tripped on a pebble, and fell face first on the pavement. His naked flesh grazed across the sharp stones cutting deep into his body. Face,hands,knees all cut up and bleeding, his left shin punctured by a broken glass bottle, lodging itself inside. } And thus, Takeru, your torture begins. Bwahahahaha

{ Tk tried standin up, but was all woozy. He reached down and yanked out the glass shard revealing a cut deep into the bone marrow showin. Then the girls reach, and Kari says " Tk, how could you? Yu said you loved only me! ", wit the righteous fire of anger behibnd her eyez. Tk tries playin it off like nothin " Babe, thers enough of me for everyone ", in a cocky tone. " We are through, over, get your lying butt away from me ", Kari says as she punches Tk in his gut causing him to double over in winded pain. }

{ Then Yolei walks up and grabs Tks face, brings it up to look into her eyes and says " Same for me you looser!, she then rams his head into the railing then throws him over the side to fall 10 stories onto the pavement below. He lands with a loud *crunch*, every bone in his body instantly breaking and bloody guts sticking out. His life flashes before his eyes, but for some strange reason it's just every time he ever felt pain, and now it was as living it all ovr again. }

{ There was a bystander who happened to have witnessed the whole ordeal, his name was Bob. He had on blue sweatpants and a greenish grey shirt with the logo 'Class of 2000' on it. His dark black hair was in a perfect short spike, and he had forest green eyes, and the physique of an olympian god. He walkd over to the corpse of Takeru and sat down on his knees next to him. He then uses his spiritual powers to speak to Tk's ghost that was hovering overhead, " Hey sonny, I saw what happened to you, thats a real shame. " }

{ Tk's ghost flipped upside down and gave Bob the finger, " I'm Tk, I'm a playah. Dont need ur pity wuss boy so beat it. ". Bob became infuriated, "You little iingrate. i was gona give you ur life back to full health, but now you will have to pay the penalty. " Bob extended his hands and chanted some italian disco , and Tk's ghost was thrown back to his body and lived again like a phoenix. Bob began to fade away with his parting words " I have given you the curse of immortal pain, you will never die but chances for being put into pain are now 500 times as likly ". }

{ Tk got up and looked around and saw a small box off to the side, so he wnt to it. The box was labeled 'personality switcher'. He pressed the large red button on it and was suddenly shocked with 740000 volts of electricity then passed out for several hours. When he came to he no longer felt like a player, he felt more like himself... but there was a buzzard pecking around his groin area, pecking quite hard. He tried to shoo the bird away but it just took flight and started stabbing him in the head, causing blood to seep from open wounds. Tk had to run as fast as he could to nearest shelter, the local arcade. }

{ So then Tk ran up to the entrance and shoved past ppl to get in, but he didnt see the bouncers in front of him. These guys in armani black are payd to keep out the riff raff and well if you saw a kid with torn up clothes and several bloody patches all over... you wouldnt see him as a prominent upstanding patron, so they acted accordingly. Tk sudenly realize hes bein lifted into the air and in the haze of pain and panic starts thrashing saying "lemme go damnit lemme go". The toughs haul his ass way back and send him soarin out onto the hard pavement, cutting up his face more and breaking his nose as he skids across the walk "and stay out ya'bum, proper attire only", and with a final spit n sneer shut the doors. }

{ Then clouds started to rollin in, thunder andlightning crashing all over then a deluge of rain water soaked Tk all over. As he lay there battered and bruised, bleeding and cut up, with a vulture still pecking at certain soft spots.... his rapidly dying brain tried to figure out how this all happened... and suddenly he recalld that strange person Bob. In a jolt of anger he jumped up, smacked the vulture so hard it left a smeary black goo on the wall, and screamd outloud in the sky "Damn you Bob, what the hellare you doing to me?!"}

{ In a sparkle of white and gold lights Bob appeared, looked at Tk, walked solemnly up to him and looked him right in the eye... and smacked him in the head with his right hand. Tk tumbled backward from the sudden hit and fell yet again hard on the ground on a sharp rock. }

*****

Lunarian- " Hmm, I should think of some better tortures for my little project, heh heh heh ".

*Cue Cheezy Music*
Can anyone think of better tortures?

Will people find this funny?
Will this be flamed into the ninth level of hell?
Will Little C get his revenge?
Yea find out nxt time.