Disclaimer: At this point, it is unnescescary as you all know what I own
and what I don't own.
Kudos:
Mikoto Tribal: You sure want this story to go on, huh? Since you find it nescescary to tell me that you're number 5. As for the Backstreet boys, trust me, something worse will happen in this chapter.
Dark Sephy: Yep, however pointless it is, there is a storyline. However, this fic has never made much sense.
Psycho Virus83: Now I'm sure. Medusa has a thing for me. I'm glad you liked it.
OrpheumZero: Normally he's a slow runner, but you have to remember he was in a hand, and thus had 5 "legs" to run with.
sylvanon the wolf gurl: Yep, you have to watch out for those magisters. They will spell your doom. And yes, I did just make a horrible pun.
A/N: Well, here it is. The final chapter for this story. Odd, I thought it would be longer. This chapter is superior to all the other chapters in the fact that this one is more insane. Trust me. If you read it, you WILL go insane.
Now, last chapter I forgot to bash Turel. He was mugged by Slipknot at the end, though. I am not gonna make the same mistake this time.
Turel: Somebody please save me. What about Bush?
Concept: Good idea. (kills Bush for being a hypocrite.)
Now, from the guy who writes even if he has writers block (which would explain the weirdness) comes the last chapter of the story "The exorc.. Oh wait a minute". It is entitled "I don't have any chapter title." Enjoy. \m/_ _\m/
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The scene is the air above the Nosgothic Abyss. As if there are any other abysses. Something comes falling down.
Kain: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (WHAM)
Umah: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (WHAM)
VRaz: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (SLAM)
SRRaz: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Turel: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (BAM)
Dumah: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Rahab: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Zephon: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Melchiah: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Vorador: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Janos: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Moebius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Mortanius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Hash: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Ariel: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Sebastian: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Marcus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Faustus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Magnus: I WANT MY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTT (THUD)
What we are looking at is the biggest dogpile ever. At the sanctuary, something else is going on.
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (WHAM)
Corey comes crashing down through the roof. For some reason, a car crashes down there, too. All of the vampires (minus Vorador)/whatever comes in.
Kain: Home at last.
Magnus: MEAT!
SRRaz: What the hell is he doing here? (points at Corey)
Turel: Did you speak the incantation, Corey?
Corey: Yeah, basically.
Turel: Did you say the excact word?
Corey: Look, maybe I didn't say every single little tiny syllable, but basically I said 'em, yeah.
Turel: Dung eating fool. Thou hast doomed us all.
Corey: Wha?
Zephon: Yeah, speak english.
Turel: Okay. You f... asshole. You screwed us all over.
Corey: Well, what's gonna happen?
Turel: The horror. It is absolute. First, we will experience some sort of Army of Darkness rip-off.
Corey: We've been ripping Army of Darkness off, ever since chapter 1. Last chapter was a complete Evil dead 2 ripoff, I think I can survive it.
Turel: So can we. But there is a soundtrack we'll also have to think about.
Corey: Oh great. Another break in the 4th wall.
Turel: The soundtrack is made by N'sync.
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. WHAT HAVE I DONE?
Turel: And they will team up with Limp Bizkit.
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. WHAT HAVE I DONE?
Vorador comes in. He's holding a bottle with a white substance in it. Moebius is thirsty, so he snatches it and drinks it.
Moebius: Ahh, that was good milk.
Vorador: That wasn't milk
Everybody but Moebius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! DISCUSTING. (I'm so getting banned for this one. And flamed.)
Mortanius: Just for that, I'm gonna kill Moebius and Vorador.
Moebius: Give me a kiss, Umah.
Moebius gets no further as Corey jams the chainsaw into his spine and blows his head off with the boomstick.
Vorador: Damnit, Moebius. That was for my brides.
Kain: No details, Vorador.
VRaz: Allright, no one revive him. Let him stay dead.
Ariel: We can't. What else are people gonna promise reviewers to beat?
Kain: Turel?
Turel: No, I get enough of that in this story. (Waits for Concept to come and beat him up) Hey, I think we got rid of him.
Kain: Let's test it. Concept of a Demon is a stupid asshole. (Nothing happens) We're free from his reign of terror.
Dumah: Where is the sanctuary of the clans? I can only see the pillars and nature here.
Suddenly, a bunch of knights appear. They are humming a funny tune. (if you have seen "Robin Hood- men in tights", you know what it is.)
Malek (the leader): All vampires are kill. They them.
Everybody else: What?
Malek: They are vampires. Kill them all.
Everybody else: Oh.
Corey: Bring it on.
Malek: Pleasure with.
Everybody else: What?
Malek: With pleasure.
Everybody else: Oh.
Malek pulls his pole. He is about to jab Corey with it, when the blade is shot in 2 pieces.
Malek: What trickery is this?
Corey (talking to the knights): All right you primitive screwheads listen up. See this? This-Is-My-BOOMSTICK. And it will blow you away.
Malek: I know when I'm beaten. RETRETE.
They ride away. And yes, the knights are humming that hilarious tune.
Malek: Oh shut up.
Corey: Okay, let me guess. I have to get a book.
Rahab: Why?
Corey: What should I do to get home?
Rahab: Well, we could make a potion with those ingredients we have. But one ingredient is missing. We need a heart of darkness for the potion. And we don't really want to hear any N'sync/Limp Bizkit music. The soundtrack machine can be found at the sarafan stronghold. It is powered by the heart of darkness, so destroy the machine, get the heart and we will send you home.
Corey: how do you know all that?
Rahab: The vampiric version of Raziel told me.
Corey: Oh. So, when are we going?
Kain: When we have disposed of Moebius. Let's reenact Raziel's execution.
They all hurl the remains of Moebius down the abyss.
Suddenly, 5000 black demon arrive and start beating the shit out of Kain and Turel.
*The following sequence is so very violent, that the reader would go insane with grief from having it described. Seeing it would simply cause you to melt into a pile of goo.*
Kain: Ouchies.
Turel can barely breathe. Concept of a demon arrives at the scene.
Concept: Never insult me. Sooner or later it will come back and bite you in the ass. I control all of those black demons.
Corey: How come you control them?
Concept: Because I'm the concept of them. \m/_ _\m/
Corey: OOOOkay.
VRaz: The sarafan stronghold is heavily guarded. We are all gonna fight to our max.
Melchiah: Aren't they supposed to be bad fighters?
VRaz: yeah, but there's 5000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 000000000000000000000000000000000000 of them.
Corey: 0_o. okay.
So for the rest of the day and the rest of the night, they plan how they are going to do it. Vorador makes a perverted pun every once in awhile, resulting in him getting his had cutted off several times with the aid of his healing ability.
Kain: All right everybody, tomorrow we attack the stronghold. Every body get some sleep. And bring your best weapon. Oh by the way, Turel and Rahab, get the special guests.
Rahab and Turel: Yessir.
The next morning, everybody is excited. They want to kick some arse. Suddenly, lightning flashes and from that lightning appears: The Magnus inquisition.
Magnus 1: Meat.
Magnus 2: Meat.
Magnus 3: Meat.
Magnus 4: Vegetables.
Magnus 1: DAMNIT, NOT THIS AGAIN.
(Man, MortalSora is gonna sue me sooner or later)
******************************************************************** Hi. This is the author speaking. I currently have some enemies. I know they are out there. They are spying on me, planning my ultimate doom. Currently, one is trying to sneak up on me and take over the keyboard. Oh my god, he's coming right for me. No. NO. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... ******************************************************************** Like, wow, is Brittany Spears just hot or Whaaaaat? And Christina Aguilera. And J-lo has the best ass like, forever.
Oh, hey, I just corrected some geeks. LOK as it is called is like the stupidest game ever. People who like it are like whatever soooooooooooo geeky. I mean there aren't any Backstreet boys soundtrack, Lain has soooooo bad taste in clothes. And Raziel, Blue is sooooooooooooooooooooo last summer. Try green. It is sooooooooooo much better.
How people can have oppinions of their own eludes me. I mean, come on, critics have already given the games bad reviews. That means the games suck of course. Oh wait, my clothing is out of fashion, I gotta change. Bye.
******************************************************************** Hi. This is Concept of a Demon speaking again. What you have just experienced, was the talking of a "teeny-bopper." I am terribly sorry for putting you into this, but I get many money. And since I believe in greed, I had to do this. You see, scientists wants to see what the behaviour of a "teeny-bopper" is like. The symptoms of a "teeny-bopper" is usually like so: Overuse of the words "like" and "so", statements that make George Bush seem intelligent, and a little too much caring for what the world thinks of them. They also have grammar that would make Yoda jealous.
No, seriously, when I do something like that, it usually means I'm out of ideas. I know the teeny-bopper part was terrible. Please try not to flame me too hard for putting you into this. Once this sequence is over, my ideas will have come back.
The whole point of that last sequence was to show you what will happen if I run out of ideas. So for whatever's sake, tell me some ideas for the next fic. What I need ideas for right now is how to drive Kain crazy at the Overlook hotel. However, don't tell me here. Tell me when I get to writing first chapter of that fic. Not before.
By the way, I'm sorry for subjecting you to this horror.
PS: I'm up at 11 pages of this chapter right now. Then again, I'm writing in size 14.
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Ahem, the fic will now continue.
Kain: Everybody have their weapons?
Everybody: Yeah.
A few shouts for "MEAT" is heard in the background.
Magnus 4: Vegetables.
Magnus 1 2 3: NO, MEAT.
(Hey, 12 pages.)
Kain: For king and CASTLE! Bloom, blood and death.
Everybody else: ???????
Kain: Vae Victus.
Everybody: Ahh.
They all attack the sarafan fortress. The 5 gazillion or whatever sarafan starts to get ready to kill but they are pretty useless so it doesn't matter.
Corey is cutting down sarafans to the left and right of him with his chainsaw. He occasionally shoots somebody down with his boomstick.
The five Magnuses are immolating left and right and 4 of them occasionally eat their enemies, all along they have been screaming MEAT!
Kain is using the blood reaver to destroy many upon many sarafan. He makes liberal use of the blood gout spell.
The Raziel who has the soul reaver is destroying anything that comes within one mile of him.
The other one is flying high in the air and is spitting on his enemies.
Janos is flying around with Melchiah on his bag. Melchiah is throwing rocks at the sarafan. (Many people are gonna sue me, and in this case it's light.)
Zephon is basically copying DBZ, along with Dumah and Mortanius.
Hash is using his brute strength to wack many sarafans around.
Turel and Rahab are using spells to destroy many sarafans.
Vorador is telling dirty jokes. The sarafans heads explode. Need I say more?
Now, the womens aren't at the battle field. You may think this is chauvinistic, but if they were at the battle field, the battle would be over in 2 minutes. (page 12, by the way.) The amount of broken teeth, popped testicles and destroyed skulls would also scare me. And since this battle has to last some time, they aren't there.
Finally, the outer troops are destroyed. Now, right now, N'sync was supposed to be playing as a battle soundtrack, but I don't know any lyrics and besides, no one cares. So just pretend there is one. The LOK characters and Corey doesn't like this, so they storm the castle. They can't find the ghetto blaster, however, and becomes pretty frantic looking for it.
Turel: If you put on the Metallica song to emphazise your point, I'll kill you myself.
Raziel: Perhaps it is William the Just's tomb.
Corey: "Just". "Justin Timberlake". That would make sense.
When they arrive at his tomb, after many minutes of looking (since I always have so much trouble finding my way in the sarafan stronghold) they open the door and sees Moebius doing something he has done many times. But now he isn't wearing his boxers. He's wearing a Thong. Worse, his back is turned to them. So is something else.
All, but Moebius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !! THE HORROR. WE'LL HAVE NIGHTMARES FOR WEEKS.
Corey: How did he survive?
Moebius: Oh are you here? Well, who is down the abyss?
Both Raziels: The Elder god.
Moebius: yes. And he's very dissapointed in your progress. (his eyes suddenly turn red? And I'm at page 13)
SRRaz: Finally I have a chance to kill him. (Jumps at Moebius with a fully charged Reaver. Now Moby finally dies. (Insert snort and sarcastic nodding here) Well actually, only the elder god since Moebius will always survive.)
Corey: And now to N'sync. (Pulls out a bazooka and shoots the ghetto blaster.) Oh shit, I must have destroyed the heart.
Janos pulls out his heart.
Janos: Here's one on the house.
Janos regenerates his heart.
Corey: You could have done that all along? Why didn't you just do it from the start?
Janos: We needed your help.
Corey: Let's just make the damn potion.
Finally, after much work, the potion is done.
Turel: I must recite some words before you can drink, Corey. Cif txen ym htiw pleh em evig lliw ouy.
Rahab: Before you drink, you must recite the words "Clatuu Verata nictu."
Corey: Clatuu Verata Nictu. (drinks and instantly wakes up next to Jenny who is taking care of him.)
Jenny: You're awake.
Corey: Yep. But I sure had a screwy time.
Vorador: "Screwy"?
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHH. What are you doing here? I said the exact words.
Vorador: You forgot the exclamation marks.
Corey: Damnit. How do YOU feel, Jenny? Are you alright after having that old fart inside you?
Jenny: Yep, even though when I was possessed, I had an urge to dance in my thong.
Corey: O._.=. Oh well, we'll live.
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Wow, I never thought I would finish this story. Oh well. It is finally over. And I know I filled some pages with people screaming. That was just to take up room.
Now, the conditions for me continuing with the next story is: 10 reviews, somebody telling me that you want to see the next story (what happened to the 5 review only? Feel free to email me some ideas, too.) (I'll probably make it eventually, it's just the faster you review, the faster I write), me getting inspiration, and a good deal of free time. And that last one will probably be a problem, since I'm going to be in the 9th grade. Hence, I'll probably have much homework.
Turel: What about the weekends?
Me: Yes, perhaps. We'll see.
Ps: I left a subliminal message somewhere in the story. It will affect your consciousness. Hehehe.
Pss: If you don't know what story I'm talking about making, go read ch. 7 again.
Well, I certainly had a good time. And please people, don't sue me.
Kudos:
Mikoto Tribal: You sure want this story to go on, huh? Since you find it nescescary to tell me that you're number 5. As for the Backstreet boys, trust me, something worse will happen in this chapter.
Dark Sephy: Yep, however pointless it is, there is a storyline. However, this fic has never made much sense.
Psycho Virus83: Now I'm sure. Medusa has a thing for me. I'm glad you liked it.
OrpheumZero: Normally he's a slow runner, but you have to remember he was in a hand, and thus had 5 "legs" to run with.
sylvanon the wolf gurl: Yep, you have to watch out for those magisters. They will spell your doom. And yes, I did just make a horrible pun.
A/N: Well, here it is. The final chapter for this story. Odd, I thought it would be longer. This chapter is superior to all the other chapters in the fact that this one is more insane. Trust me. If you read it, you WILL go insane.
Now, last chapter I forgot to bash Turel. He was mugged by Slipknot at the end, though. I am not gonna make the same mistake this time.
Turel: Somebody please save me. What about Bush?
Concept: Good idea. (kills Bush for being a hypocrite.)
Now, from the guy who writes even if he has writers block (which would explain the weirdness) comes the last chapter of the story "The exorc.. Oh wait a minute". It is entitled "I don't have any chapter title." Enjoy. \m/_ _\m/
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The scene is the air above the Nosgothic Abyss. As if there are any other abysses. Something comes falling down.
Kain: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (WHAM)
Umah: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (WHAM)
VRaz: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (SLAM)
SRRaz: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Turel: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (BAM)
Dumah: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Rahab: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Zephon: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Melchiah: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Vorador: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Janos: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Moebius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Mortanius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Hash: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Ariel: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Sebastian: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Marcus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Faustus: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (THUD)
Magnus: I WANT MY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTT (THUD)
What we are looking at is the biggest dogpile ever. At the sanctuary, something else is going on.
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. (WHAM)
Corey comes crashing down through the roof. For some reason, a car crashes down there, too. All of the vampires (minus Vorador)/whatever comes in.
Kain: Home at last.
Magnus: MEAT!
SRRaz: What the hell is he doing here? (points at Corey)
Turel: Did you speak the incantation, Corey?
Corey: Yeah, basically.
Turel: Did you say the excact word?
Corey: Look, maybe I didn't say every single little tiny syllable, but basically I said 'em, yeah.
Turel: Dung eating fool. Thou hast doomed us all.
Corey: Wha?
Zephon: Yeah, speak english.
Turel: Okay. You f... asshole. You screwed us all over.
Corey: Well, what's gonna happen?
Turel: The horror. It is absolute. First, we will experience some sort of Army of Darkness rip-off.
Corey: We've been ripping Army of Darkness off, ever since chapter 1. Last chapter was a complete Evil dead 2 ripoff, I think I can survive it.
Turel: So can we. But there is a soundtrack we'll also have to think about.
Corey: Oh great. Another break in the 4th wall.
Turel: The soundtrack is made by N'sync.
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. WHAT HAVE I DONE?
Turel: And they will team up with Limp Bizkit.
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. WHAT HAVE I DONE?
Vorador comes in. He's holding a bottle with a white substance in it. Moebius is thirsty, so he snatches it and drinks it.
Moebius: Ahh, that was good milk.
Vorador: That wasn't milk
Everybody but Moebius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! DISCUSTING. (I'm so getting banned for this one. And flamed.)
Mortanius: Just for that, I'm gonna kill Moebius and Vorador.
Moebius: Give me a kiss, Umah.
Moebius gets no further as Corey jams the chainsaw into his spine and blows his head off with the boomstick.
Vorador: Damnit, Moebius. That was for my brides.
Kain: No details, Vorador.
VRaz: Allright, no one revive him. Let him stay dead.
Ariel: We can't. What else are people gonna promise reviewers to beat?
Kain: Turel?
Turel: No, I get enough of that in this story. (Waits for Concept to come and beat him up) Hey, I think we got rid of him.
Kain: Let's test it. Concept of a Demon is a stupid asshole. (Nothing happens) We're free from his reign of terror.
Dumah: Where is the sanctuary of the clans? I can only see the pillars and nature here.
Suddenly, a bunch of knights appear. They are humming a funny tune. (if you have seen "Robin Hood- men in tights", you know what it is.)
Malek (the leader): All vampires are kill. They them.
Everybody else: What?
Malek: They are vampires. Kill them all.
Everybody else: Oh.
Corey: Bring it on.
Malek: Pleasure with.
Everybody else: What?
Malek: With pleasure.
Everybody else: Oh.
Malek pulls his pole. He is about to jab Corey with it, when the blade is shot in 2 pieces.
Malek: What trickery is this?
Corey (talking to the knights): All right you primitive screwheads listen up. See this? This-Is-My-BOOMSTICK. And it will blow you away.
Malek: I know when I'm beaten. RETRETE.
They ride away. And yes, the knights are humming that hilarious tune.
Malek: Oh shut up.
Corey: Okay, let me guess. I have to get a book.
Rahab: Why?
Corey: What should I do to get home?
Rahab: Well, we could make a potion with those ingredients we have. But one ingredient is missing. We need a heart of darkness for the potion. And we don't really want to hear any N'sync/Limp Bizkit music. The soundtrack machine can be found at the sarafan stronghold. It is powered by the heart of darkness, so destroy the machine, get the heart and we will send you home.
Corey: how do you know all that?
Rahab: The vampiric version of Raziel told me.
Corey: Oh. So, when are we going?
Kain: When we have disposed of Moebius. Let's reenact Raziel's execution.
They all hurl the remains of Moebius down the abyss.
Suddenly, 5000 black demon arrive and start beating the shit out of Kain and Turel.
*The following sequence is so very violent, that the reader would go insane with grief from having it described. Seeing it would simply cause you to melt into a pile of goo.*
Kain: Ouchies.
Turel can barely breathe. Concept of a demon arrives at the scene.
Concept: Never insult me. Sooner or later it will come back and bite you in the ass. I control all of those black demons.
Corey: How come you control them?
Concept: Because I'm the concept of them. \m/_ _\m/
Corey: OOOOkay.
VRaz: The sarafan stronghold is heavily guarded. We are all gonna fight to our max.
Melchiah: Aren't they supposed to be bad fighters?
VRaz: yeah, but there's 5000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 000000000000000000000000000000000000 of them.
Corey: 0_o. okay.
So for the rest of the day and the rest of the night, they plan how they are going to do it. Vorador makes a perverted pun every once in awhile, resulting in him getting his had cutted off several times with the aid of his healing ability.
Kain: All right everybody, tomorrow we attack the stronghold. Every body get some sleep. And bring your best weapon. Oh by the way, Turel and Rahab, get the special guests.
Rahab and Turel: Yessir.
The next morning, everybody is excited. They want to kick some arse. Suddenly, lightning flashes and from that lightning appears: The Magnus inquisition.
Magnus 1: Meat.
Magnus 2: Meat.
Magnus 3: Meat.
Magnus 4: Vegetables.
Magnus 1: DAMNIT, NOT THIS AGAIN.
(Man, MortalSora is gonna sue me sooner or later)
******************************************************************** Hi. This is the author speaking. I currently have some enemies. I know they are out there. They are spying on me, planning my ultimate doom. Currently, one is trying to sneak up on me and take over the keyboard. Oh my god, he's coming right for me. No. NO. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... ******************************************************************** Like, wow, is Brittany Spears just hot or Whaaaaat? And Christina Aguilera. And J-lo has the best ass like, forever.
Oh, hey, I just corrected some geeks. LOK as it is called is like the stupidest game ever. People who like it are like whatever soooooooooooo geeky. I mean there aren't any Backstreet boys soundtrack, Lain has soooooo bad taste in clothes. And Raziel, Blue is sooooooooooooooooooooo last summer. Try green. It is sooooooooooo much better.
How people can have oppinions of their own eludes me. I mean, come on, critics have already given the games bad reviews. That means the games suck of course. Oh wait, my clothing is out of fashion, I gotta change. Bye.
******************************************************************** Hi. This is Concept of a Demon speaking again. What you have just experienced, was the talking of a "teeny-bopper." I am terribly sorry for putting you into this, but I get many money. And since I believe in greed, I had to do this. You see, scientists wants to see what the behaviour of a "teeny-bopper" is like. The symptoms of a "teeny-bopper" is usually like so: Overuse of the words "like" and "so", statements that make George Bush seem intelligent, and a little too much caring for what the world thinks of them. They also have grammar that would make Yoda jealous.
No, seriously, when I do something like that, it usually means I'm out of ideas. I know the teeny-bopper part was terrible. Please try not to flame me too hard for putting you into this. Once this sequence is over, my ideas will have come back.
The whole point of that last sequence was to show you what will happen if I run out of ideas. So for whatever's sake, tell me some ideas for the next fic. What I need ideas for right now is how to drive Kain crazy at the Overlook hotel. However, don't tell me here. Tell me when I get to writing first chapter of that fic. Not before.
By the way, I'm sorry for subjecting you to this horror.
PS: I'm up at 11 pages of this chapter right now. Then again, I'm writing in size 14.
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Ahem, the fic will now continue.
Kain: Everybody have their weapons?
Everybody: Yeah.
A few shouts for "MEAT" is heard in the background.
Magnus 4: Vegetables.
Magnus 1 2 3: NO, MEAT.
(Hey, 12 pages.)
Kain: For king and CASTLE! Bloom, blood and death.
Everybody else: ???????
Kain: Vae Victus.
Everybody: Ahh.
They all attack the sarafan fortress. The 5 gazillion or whatever sarafan starts to get ready to kill but they are pretty useless so it doesn't matter.
Corey is cutting down sarafans to the left and right of him with his chainsaw. He occasionally shoots somebody down with his boomstick.
The five Magnuses are immolating left and right and 4 of them occasionally eat their enemies, all along they have been screaming MEAT!
Kain is using the blood reaver to destroy many upon many sarafan. He makes liberal use of the blood gout spell.
The Raziel who has the soul reaver is destroying anything that comes within one mile of him.
The other one is flying high in the air and is spitting on his enemies.
Janos is flying around with Melchiah on his bag. Melchiah is throwing rocks at the sarafan. (Many people are gonna sue me, and in this case it's light.)
Zephon is basically copying DBZ, along with Dumah and Mortanius.
Hash is using his brute strength to wack many sarafans around.
Turel and Rahab are using spells to destroy many sarafans.
Vorador is telling dirty jokes. The sarafans heads explode. Need I say more?
Now, the womens aren't at the battle field. You may think this is chauvinistic, but if they were at the battle field, the battle would be over in 2 minutes. (page 12, by the way.) The amount of broken teeth, popped testicles and destroyed skulls would also scare me. And since this battle has to last some time, they aren't there.
Finally, the outer troops are destroyed. Now, right now, N'sync was supposed to be playing as a battle soundtrack, but I don't know any lyrics and besides, no one cares. So just pretend there is one. The LOK characters and Corey doesn't like this, so they storm the castle. They can't find the ghetto blaster, however, and becomes pretty frantic looking for it.
Turel: If you put on the Metallica song to emphazise your point, I'll kill you myself.
Raziel: Perhaps it is William the Just's tomb.
Corey: "Just". "Justin Timberlake". That would make sense.
When they arrive at his tomb, after many minutes of looking (since I always have so much trouble finding my way in the sarafan stronghold) they open the door and sees Moebius doing something he has done many times. But now he isn't wearing his boxers. He's wearing a Thong. Worse, his back is turned to them. So is something else.
All, but Moebius: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !! THE HORROR. WE'LL HAVE NIGHTMARES FOR WEEKS.
Corey: How did he survive?
Moebius: Oh are you here? Well, who is down the abyss?
Both Raziels: The Elder god.
Moebius: yes. And he's very dissapointed in your progress. (his eyes suddenly turn red? And I'm at page 13)
SRRaz: Finally I have a chance to kill him. (Jumps at Moebius with a fully charged Reaver. Now Moby finally dies. (Insert snort and sarcastic nodding here) Well actually, only the elder god since Moebius will always survive.)
Corey: And now to N'sync. (Pulls out a bazooka and shoots the ghetto blaster.) Oh shit, I must have destroyed the heart.
Janos pulls out his heart.
Janos: Here's one on the house.
Janos regenerates his heart.
Corey: You could have done that all along? Why didn't you just do it from the start?
Janos: We needed your help.
Corey: Let's just make the damn potion.
Finally, after much work, the potion is done.
Turel: I must recite some words before you can drink, Corey. Cif txen ym htiw pleh em evig lliw ouy.
Rahab: Before you drink, you must recite the words "Clatuu Verata nictu."
Corey: Clatuu Verata Nictu. (drinks and instantly wakes up next to Jenny who is taking care of him.)
Jenny: You're awake.
Corey: Yep. But I sure had a screwy time.
Vorador: "Screwy"?
Corey: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRGHH. What are you doing here? I said the exact words.
Vorador: You forgot the exclamation marks.
Corey: Damnit. How do YOU feel, Jenny? Are you alright after having that old fart inside you?
Jenny: Yep, even though when I was possessed, I had an urge to dance in my thong.
Corey: O._.=. Oh well, we'll live.
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Wow, I never thought I would finish this story. Oh well. It is finally over. And I know I filled some pages with people screaming. That was just to take up room.
Now, the conditions for me continuing with the next story is: 10 reviews, somebody telling me that you want to see the next story (what happened to the 5 review only? Feel free to email me some ideas, too.) (I'll probably make it eventually, it's just the faster you review, the faster I write), me getting inspiration, and a good deal of free time. And that last one will probably be a problem, since I'm going to be in the 9th grade. Hence, I'll probably have much homework.
Turel: What about the weekends?
Me: Yes, perhaps. We'll see.
Ps: I left a subliminal message somewhere in the story. It will affect your consciousness. Hehehe.
Pss: If you don't know what story I'm talking about making, go read ch. 7 again.
Well, I certainly had a good time. And please people, don't sue me.