Advance Wars: Unscripted
Joe Skipsey: Hi there! It's me again, but this time around, I'm going with only very few crossovers from different stuff, and my ideas have gotten a bit better, If you call even crazier better...
Disclaimer: I do not own Advance Wars. I do not own Animal Crossing. I do not own, but like 8-bit theater (Go to the site :D). I do not own the realm of death, but give me a couple years and we'll see. I do not own Soap-on-a-rope, but it doesn't really come into play in this chapter, but I'll Disclaim it anyways...
Disclaimer: Not responsible for Loss of life, limb, or sense of smell, STDs, Homicides, rapes, genocide, Pregnancy, Impotency, arrest on the charges of drug use, possession, or growing, or zits.
Random Quote: "You take that back! Or I'll do to you what I did to the beatles! Flashback "John, have met Yoko? Yoko, John, John, Yoko."
Joe: "Whee! Nonsensical Randomness for you, you and you, but not you!"
Joe: "Oh, and by the by, Here's a legend. Thoughts Actions "Words" There we go!"
Advance Wars: Unscripted, Chapter 2: The Texas Indirect Massacre!
Olaf: "Grit! Grit! Where ARE You!?"
Grit: Emerges from closet "Right Here, O' Fuzz-Face. You KNOW that we're Recruitin' Female COs today!"
Olaf: Horny Texan Bastard! "FUZZ-FACE!!! IS THAT HOW YOU ADDRESS YOUR LEADER, COMMANDING OFFICER, AND DICTATOR!?
Grit: "Geez! Sorry! A slip o' the tongue, commander."
Olaf: "But you're the country music star!"
Grit: "Yeap."
Olaf: "No time for this kind of thing/argument!"
Grit: "Wait... It's all right to read that, but if you said it aloud-"
Olaf: "I Said DROP IT! Oh, you are so going to the front lines! As my intelligent brother-who I keep locked up to keep him from taking his rightful spot as the first-born son, Due to the fact that there's a law that only the first-born son has the right to rule-predicted, Orange Star forces have been deployed in that area. Our Contingent in the area has some indirect units for you. Now Go there!"
Grit: "You mean personally, like, in person?"
Olaf: "No Shit Sherlock!"
Grit: "But I'm not Sherlock! I'm Grit!"
Olaf: "Just... Just... Go......"
Grit: "Okay, okay, I'm goin'!" Leaves
Olaf: Ho Ho-er, BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! Those Orange Star fools will never see it coming!" Enters Closet "Hello there!"
Female CO Candidate: "EEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! Santa, don't give me coal!"
Meanwhile, at an un-disclosed location in Orange Star
Nell: "Joe! Andy! Can you hear me?"
Joe: "No, We can't. What do you think!?"
Andy: "I can hear something!"
Olaf: "I'M NOT SANTA!!!!!!!!!"
Andy: "Its Olaf! Screaming something about him not being santa- gets shot in butt with needle Wrenchs!"
Joe: "Thank Wars World for Ritalin in a needle!"
Nell: "You said it. Anyways, do you know about factories?"
Joe: "Gee, that's a tough one. Lemme think. YES!"
Nell: "Does Andy?"
Joe: "Oy-vey, I've lost my will to be sarcastic..."
Andy: "Wrenchs!" Shakes head
Nell: "Meh. We'll get along."
Grit: "Yup."
Nell: "Aah! Where did you come from!?"
Grit: "Well, Olaf got mad at you for defeating him, so he sent me down here to open a can of "You're goin' down", so here I am. Blows kiss to Nell"
Nell: "GRIT! WE HAVEN'T BEEN A COUPLE IN 10 YEARS, SO F-CK OFF! Slams down Receiver on Transceiver"
Grit: "Ouch. Anyways, Hi junior. Ah'm Grit, Blue moons Indirect Specialist, and country music star." Sings a crappy little country song
Joe: "You...SUCK!"
Grit: "Do not! Ask junior there!"
Andy: Nods head "Wrenchs!"
Joe: "Screw you Andy, you can fight him yourself."
Andy: Nods head "Wrenchs!"
Grit: "0o" "Woot?"
Andy: "Wrenchs!"
Grit: "0/0" "Stop that!"
Andy: "...Wrenchity wrench wrench wrench!"
Grit: "Aw, you just got git me MAD!" Sends All his units, which are only rockets and artillery in after him
Andy: "EEK!" Builds mech-anics
Joe: "Wait, you can't do that! There's no such unit!"
Grit: "Oh well, lets just humor him. Of course he IS dead next turn, so it makes no difference."
Andy: "Follow my lead!" Throws wrenchs at grits indirect force
Mech-anics: "Whatever." Follows Andy's lead
Grit: "Whatever, it's not like you could do anything. FIRE THE LASER!
Assistant: "Uh, sir, we don't... have... a laser."
Grit: "You mean it hasn't arrived yet?"
Assistant: "That's right. It takes 5 business days, unless you UPS it."
Grit: "Oh. Okay then. FIRE THE ARTILLERY SHELLS! FIRE THE ROCKETS! FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! GEH HE HEH HEH HEH! Gets blasted halfway across map What!? What jes' happened!? Sees through Binoculars that blackened wrenchs are falling out of every launching device, which are shredded NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! I WANT MY LASER! Thanks to me spending the budgets for today and tomorrow on the laser, and having no other units, I guess this might be- I mean... all according to plan!"
Andy: Pulls out spare wrench "Yay! Wrenchs conquer all!" Beans Grit in the head
Grit: "Aiee. I am Vanq...uished..." also gets hit by Anvil
Joe: "Heh heh heh." Shrugs "Couldn't Resist. You understand."
Victory Screen and Victory music plays
Max: "I always win!"
Andy: "What!? But I won, Not you!" "Wrenchs"
Max: "Shut up, I won, and it was me alon-dies
Andy: holding Blood-covered wrench "Yay for Wrenchs!"
FIN (or for those of you who don't know the meaning, The End!)
JS: Chapter Two (YES!!!) of fiction #2, AW Fic #1. Review please, or have your soul sucked out by flying monkeys/Demonic Munchkin Beanie babies!
Demonic Munchkin Beanie Baby: "You Know I will."
JS: "Down Bubba!"
JS: "I just got my paws on some odd 50 or 60 games for free, and some are actually pretty fun. Special thanks to Ricky Hucul! Cheers"
It's only funny until someone loses an eye. Then it's Hilarious!
I like One-piece. Someone, anyone, get me a website that lets you download the manga or shonen as a savable picture. Or send me scanned pages, I beg of you! Breaks down weeping
Next Chapter: Air Ace-hole!