*Fox's lost dog!* (Asterisks...)
Yep. It's alive. Welcome to...
CHAPTER TWO OF FOX'S LOST DOG!
Written entirely with Simpletext. Uh-huh, I'm deprived.
Disclaimer: ...I got a rock. Does that count?
And, as you the "get-run-over-if-standing-in-the-street-for-extended-periods-of-time" thing... There are no cars in 'Tendo Land, save for Shigeru Miyamoto's. All hail, for he is your god. Unless he isn't.
So, Chapter Two.
Or... "In Which We Get Nowhere"
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Another beautiful, darling sunrise over the strange pseudo-world of NINTENDO LAND. ©, ª, ¨, and all that other crap.
Zelda woke up, and immediately wished she hadn't. Why? Because there were two psychotic anthropomorphic animals shrieking at each other about whether or not they should find a pet DOG. does NO ONE here see something ODD about that?
In some valiant effort to get the two to SHUT UP, our "favourite" princess trudged downstairs. That DID stop them quite effectively. I mean, you try to not be scared when a sleep-deprived, make-upless princess with bed hair comes and glares at you, promising you bodily harm if you don't stop. Really. It's -unnerving.-
And so, silence rose again over the world, and everyone lived another day.
Now, we go back to day two of the hunt for Mr. Flufferkins. Though why exactly DOES Fox have a pet dog? Well, it's a mystery of nature. Kind of like how Inu-Yasha has those irresistable ears! Or Ilpalazzo has those snakey eyes! After "preparing"--which was really nothing but eating and screaming--the unlikely trio set out for another wasted day of searching. I say wasted, because, if that "dog" had half a brain, it'd be on MARS by about now. On Mars, hitch-hiking to Pluto. Then to Venom. Venom is just that spiffy.
Well, today's beginnings of a search was rather similar to yesterday's, in that Fox has dragging everyone around like an idiot, while "everyone" tried not to kill him. That's when Fox had something that could only be described as a Super-Duper Extra Brilliant IDEA!!!ª, with a bag of chips. Said idea happened to be to recruit more people into his search. Yep, Wolf--or rather, Mr. Flufferkins--was hitchhiking to Pluto. But not really, 'cause that'd be a pain in the arse to write. The truth was, he was being held in a significantly nicer place than before, and it's not even the Humane Society!
Well, back to Fox's idea. Of course, why not begin with who's closest? Off to Mewtwo's they went.
About five minutes later, when all that is wrathful and pissed was raining upon them, Fox and company went to plan B. Which was go to the gay--er, Marth and Roy's place. Yeah. Them.
To continue, and refrain from using the phrase "well" much more before I get stabbed to death with anything pointy nearby:
Fox went over to aforementioned house, and used Falco to knock on it. Apparently, he didn't realize Falco was -there.- Which only means loads and loads of AFFECTION Falco had for Fox. Good thing they weren't in Arwings, or Fox would have a new best friend with the "mantle." So they waited for an answer.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited, when Marth opened the door. Taking a quick look at a sleeping Fox, a nearly-bald Falco with a bruised head, and Zelda sitting there about ready to murder something, it's not surprising the door was quickly closed again. Unfortunately, the closing of the door woke up Fox. Mystified as to why exactly no one was home, he dragged his unfortunate friends off to another house.
But let's see how STARWOLF is doing, shall we?
In fact StarWolf, was, rather unchanged in the fact he still appeared as a dog with an eyepatch, et cetera et cetera. Where was he?
In the beautiful kingdom of none other than...QUEEN JIGGLY THE MIGHTY AND ALL HER POKƒMON SUBORDINATES. Minus Mewtwo, who wasn't idiotic enough to get suckered into something like that.
Well, Queen Jiggly the Mighty was treating him pretty DAMN well. Sure, he still had a ridiculous name (Snuffer Wuffers the Three Hundred and Fifty-Fourth, to be exact), but it wasn't so bad. At least he was fed actual FOOD, and was going to rule part of the world.
Yes, life was SWEET. Actually, no. Life wasn't SWEET, it was SW33+. Oh boy. You heard it. sw33+.
Back to our "heroes," and note that I use that term quite loosely--
Well, recruiting was unsuccessful, so the group had reduced to daring each other to knock on Captain Falcon's door.
"Fox, you go, it's your dog."
"No! I had to try with Ganondorf! I say Zelda goes!"
"...I'm staying out of this."
"BUT IT'S FOR MR. OLLY WOLLY--"
"Shut yer trap, Fox."
"No, but Zelda, you should go."
"Never."
"Mr. Olly--"
"Shut up, Fox."
"Noo! I don't want to!!" After that, Fox proceeded with such a shrieking fit that both Zelda and Falco agreed to knock on Falcon's door, for two reasons. Those two were a) to get Fox to shut the HELL up, and to b) keep him from being today's pincushion. (Yesterday's was Ness, for the curious.)
Skipping another five minutes, when all that is scary and pink pursued them, our trio found themselves hiding behind the Magicial And Great And Beautiful And Might And Pretty And Kawaii And Fluffy Kingdom Of Queen Jiggly The (adjective) (adjective) (adjective) (ad infinitum) That Uses The Word "And" Way Too Much.
Cut back to StarWolf. You ever have one of those days, when, all is going great but you suddenly get that Ominous Feeling Of †ber-Doomª? I know you have. Don't deny it.
At any rate, this is exactly what has happening to Mr. Flufferkins. Said Flufferkins decided The Kingdom With An Unneccesarily Long Name was NOT such a good place to stay anymore. Not at all. Or maybe it was just heartburn.
Either way, StarWolf had to find a way to get to Pluto, and fast. How was the problem.
Problem's solution: Samus's ship.
Salvation, here I come. (Though he WILL most likely end up like Menchi.)
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Yeah, I'm done. I wrote that because I was bored, damnit. And tired. As hell.
Yes, OMFGWTFBBQ!!!1!1!one, it lives. ph33r it.
Yep. It's alive. Welcome to...
CHAPTER TWO OF FOX'S LOST DOG!
Written entirely with Simpletext. Uh-huh, I'm deprived.
Disclaimer: ...I got a rock. Does that count?
And, as you the "get-run-over-if-standing-in-the-street-for-extended-periods-of-time" thing... There are no cars in 'Tendo Land, save for Shigeru Miyamoto's. All hail, for he is your god. Unless he isn't.
So, Chapter Two.
Or... "In Which We Get Nowhere"
----------
Another beautiful, darling sunrise over the strange pseudo-world of NINTENDO LAND. ©, ª, ¨, and all that other crap.
Zelda woke up, and immediately wished she hadn't. Why? Because there were two psychotic anthropomorphic animals shrieking at each other about whether or not they should find a pet DOG. does NO ONE here see something ODD about that?
In some valiant effort to get the two to SHUT UP, our "favourite" princess trudged downstairs. That DID stop them quite effectively. I mean, you try to not be scared when a sleep-deprived, make-upless princess with bed hair comes and glares at you, promising you bodily harm if you don't stop. Really. It's -unnerving.-
And so, silence rose again over the world, and everyone lived another day.
Now, we go back to day two of the hunt for Mr. Flufferkins. Though why exactly DOES Fox have a pet dog? Well, it's a mystery of nature. Kind of like how Inu-Yasha has those irresistable ears! Or Ilpalazzo has those snakey eyes! After "preparing"--which was really nothing but eating and screaming--the unlikely trio set out for another wasted day of searching. I say wasted, because, if that "dog" had half a brain, it'd be on MARS by about now. On Mars, hitch-hiking to Pluto. Then to Venom. Venom is just that spiffy.
Well, today's beginnings of a search was rather similar to yesterday's, in that Fox has dragging everyone around like an idiot, while "everyone" tried not to kill him. That's when Fox had something that could only be described as a Super-Duper Extra Brilliant IDEA!!!ª, with a bag of chips. Said idea happened to be to recruit more people into his search. Yep, Wolf--or rather, Mr. Flufferkins--was hitchhiking to Pluto. But not really, 'cause that'd be a pain in the arse to write. The truth was, he was being held in a significantly nicer place than before, and it's not even the Humane Society!
Well, back to Fox's idea. Of course, why not begin with who's closest? Off to Mewtwo's they went.
About five minutes later, when all that is wrathful and pissed was raining upon them, Fox and company went to plan B. Which was go to the gay--er, Marth and Roy's place. Yeah. Them.
To continue, and refrain from using the phrase "well" much more before I get stabbed to death with anything pointy nearby:
Fox went over to aforementioned house, and used Falco to knock on it. Apparently, he didn't realize Falco was -there.- Which only means loads and loads of AFFECTION Falco had for Fox. Good thing they weren't in Arwings, or Fox would have a new best friend with the "mantle." So they waited for an answer.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited, when Marth opened the door. Taking a quick look at a sleeping Fox, a nearly-bald Falco with a bruised head, and Zelda sitting there about ready to murder something, it's not surprising the door was quickly closed again. Unfortunately, the closing of the door woke up Fox. Mystified as to why exactly no one was home, he dragged his unfortunate friends off to another house.
But let's see how STARWOLF is doing, shall we?
In fact StarWolf, was, rather unchanged in the fact he still appeared as a dog with an eyepatch, et cetera et cetera. Where was he?
In the beautiful kingdom of none other than...QUEEN JIGGLY THE MIGHTY AND ALL HER POKƒMON SUBORDINATES. Minus Mewtwo, who wasn't idiotic enough to get suckered into something like that.
Well, Queen Jiggly the Mighty was treating him pretty DAMN well. Sure, he still had a ridiculous name (Snuffer Wuffers the Three Hundred and Fifty-Fourth, to be exact), but it wasn't so bad. At least he was fed actual FOOD, and was going to rule part of the world.
Yes, life was SWEET. Actually, no. Life wasn't SWEET, it was SW33+. Oh boy. You heard it. sw33+.
Back to our "heroes," and note that I use that term quite loosely--
Well, recruiting was unsuccessful, so the group had reduced to daring each other to knock on Captain Falcon's door.
"Fox, you go, it's your dog."
"No! I had to try with Ganondorf! I say Zelda goes!"
"...I'm staying out of this."
"BUT IT'S FOR MR. OLLY WOLLY--"
"Shut yer trap, Fox."
"No, but Zelda, you should go."
"Never."
"Mr. Olly--"
"Shut up, Fox."
"Noo! I don't want to!!" After that, Fox proceeded with such a shrieking fit that both Zelda and Falco agreed to knock on Falcon's door, for two reasons. Those two were a) to get Fox to shut the HELL up, and to b) keep him from being today's pincushion. (Yesterday's was Ness, for the curious.)
Skipping another five minutes, when all that is scary and pink pursued them, our trio found themselves hiding behind the Magicial And Great And Beautiful And Might And Pretty And Kawaii And Fluffy Kingdom Of Queen Jiggly The (adjective) (adjective) (adjective) (ad infinitum) That Uses The Word "And" Way Too Much.
Cut back to StarWolf. You ever have one of those days, when, all is going great but you suddenly get that Ominous Feeling Of †ber-Doomª? I know you have. Don't deny it.
At any rate, this is exactly what has happening to Mr. Flufferkins. Said Flufferkins decided The Kingdom With An Unneccesarily Long Name was NOT such a good place to stay anymore. Not at all. Or maybe it was just heartburn.
Either way, StarWolf had to find a way to get to Pluto, and fast. How was the problem.
Problem's solution: Samus's ship.
Salvation, here I come. (Though he WILL most likely end up like Menchi.)
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Yeah, I'm done. I wrote that because I was bored, damnit. And tired. As hell.
Yes, OMFGWTFBBQ!!!1!1!one, it lives. ph33r it.