RR76: WHY am I writing
right now, you ask? Because now I'm veeeeeeeery happy because I just
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Seriously, I'm kinda young to buy
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Slade sighed. The apprentice ads had worked, and he had gotten another apprentice, a teenage girl with blond hair and a weird outfit. Of course, he'd learned from past experiences not to trust blond haired girls, but he was desperate for someone to punch ever since Cartman had left. He pounded his chair, spilling his warm, turkey scented tea. Damn you Nabeshin... he thought darkly. Taking away my apprentice... and forcing me to resort to this ditz!
The ditz in question raised her right arm in the air and started shouting loudly and quicky. "Hail Slade! The Great and magnificent ruler of all that is evil and half-faced! I have written a poem with which to convey my appreciation if you lord Slade! AHEM!!!"
Though depth perception
you may lack,
Your strength will
break poor Robin's back.
Though independence you
are deprived of,
You will crush all
resistence like a bug-of.
Though you're without
tact and people skills,
You are quite good at
overkills.
It went on like that for a while. Slade was quite disatisfied with this girl... but she was better than his last few apprentices. She didn't have the intelligence to plot against him. She didn't have the power to throw him into lava. And she wasn't a fat whiney 8-year-old boy. She was also unquestionably loyal, making any chance of her betraying him nonexistent. This girls name...
...was Excel Excel, or just Excel for short. And she was loud. As in, the loudest, most annoying thing on earth. Her resume had included "Causing a horrible traffic accident," "Unsuccessful maid at mountain cabin," "Directer of Beauty Beauty Beauty Theatre," and "Unpaid intern for megalomaniac bent on taking over the world from a leaky basement." Some list, huh? But it's the best he could do.
You kill and maim and
tourture people,
Because all resistence
is quite feeble.
And all your other
apprentices suck,
Like Terra, who was the
ass of a duck.
Or Cartman, the whiney
little brat,
Who will never have a
party-of-frat.
God, this was getting annoying...
And Robin, who's mask
hides his eyes,
His rebellion was not
much of a surprise.
Or Chef, the low-life
little-
"SHUT UP ALREADY DAMMIT!!!" Slade roared at Excel. Excel put away the poem and saluted Slade again.
"Lord Slade, have I offended you? I offer my own life as a reconciliation offering."
"Not a bad idea," Slade muttered, and held up a gun.
Excel got the traditional anime look of shock (the eyes lose their pupils and a questionmark appears over their heads) and started talking again. "Or I could go and destroy those Titan kids you hate so much. Would that not put me back in your good graces Slade?"
Slade sighed, exasperated. "WILL IT GET YOU TO SHUT UP?!" Excel nodded. Slade motioned to the door.
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"LIQUIDAAAAAATE!!! LIQUIDAAAAAATE!!!" Excel sang, the sword gripped tightly in her hand. "If it furthers the taming of this harsh and undeserving world, I, Excel Excel, will liquidate the Titans!"
Her sword turned black and swung from her grasp, held up against her throat by some unseen force. "You will, will you?" a monotone voice said darkly.
RR76: TIRED!!! You'll live with this chapter, or die trying!!! And I don't own Teen Titans, OR Excel Excel, OR Nabeshin! DIE LAYWERS!!! DIE TERRA!!! DIE ALL WHO OPPOSE ME!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! DIE!!! BLOOD!!!! I'VE LOST IT!!! HAHAHA- I went insane again, didn't I? Dammit... Well, just review my story please. I won't let it happen again.
