CHAPTER 4: The Chaos of Clearleaf
Murfy: Oh man. With Rayman out of commission, who will ever fight them?
Globox: I'm getting a bit tired of him getting all the glory anyway.
Grand Minimus: But if Rayman cannot fight, who can?
Murfy: Well, I picked up some wicked karate skills in between this and Rayman 3. That and the fact that I can fly makes me one big killing machine!
*Everyone stares at Murfy*
Murfy: What? What'd I say?
Globox: Murfy, don't you remember my secret power?
Murfy: No. You get drunk and fly?
Globox: Ugh. Here's a hint: Rayman 2, The Canopy.
Murfy: Blank.
Teensie 1: Enough with the riddles! Tell us!
Globox: I can create those rain clouds.
Murfy: Oh yeah, that. I thought you lost that power! You never used it at all in Rayman 3!
Globox: My liver controls the power, and during that game I had just recovered from major liver surgery. You think I could have used it there? And besides, the doc said that I should always be careful about using it again because I could get a relapse.
Teensies: We can make stuff appear!
Grand Minimus: Hmm. Aha! I propose that Globox, Murfy and you three Teensies form up and create your own strike force!
Globox: Hey, you might be onto something there!
Murfy: Yeah, so what. I just wanna kick those psychos!
Teensie 2: What should we be called?
Globox: Let's call ourselves TARC!
Everyone except Globox: WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Globox: Uh, oops. I meant, um, SF. Sidekick Force!
Murfy: Nah, too obvious.
Grand Minimus: I think you should leave it for later, because I'm getting a message. Whoa! Andre and Razorbeard are approaching each other in the Masterkaag arena!
Globox: What's a Masterkaag?
Murfy: You know, that Hoodlum on those giant legs.
Globox: Oh yeah, him.
Grand Minimus: No time for Funkyboard lessons!
*Grand Minimus crams everyone onto his helicopter and jumps into the Teensie Highway*
Murfy: I knew it, we're time travelling. Look! The 70s are upon us again!
Globox: Nah. It's just a bunch of music and backgrounds.
Grand Minimus: Okay, I'm letting you off here. Now go beat them.
*Grand Minimus tries to press a button that will release our heroes, but it malfunction and grips them harder instead*
Globox: Ack! This thing is crushing me!
Murfy: Oh man, my left wing is not looking good.
Teensie 1: What's going on up there?
Grand Minimus: Oh dear. It won't let go. Come on you stupid thing, release cargo already!
Murfy: Could you hurry it up please? My left wing is about to split in half!
Grand Minimus: Bah! Only one thing left to do.
*The helicopter goes through the warp to the Land of the Livid Dead and crash lands in front of the giant glass tower*
Teensie 2: Next time, I fly.
Murfy: This is JUST great. Not only are we miles away from Clearleaf Forest, half of my left wing is missing!
Globox: And there's this strange plastic-like thing in my mouth.
Teensie 2: Hey, isn't that Murfy's wing?
Globox: Huh? *pulls it out of the mouth* So it is!
Murfy: Why you stupid little thing! Now I'll have to wait 7.63 hours before my wing fully regenerates. And who knows what's going on in Clearleaf Forest now!
*silence*
Murfy: Ahem. And who knows what's going on in Clearleaf Forest now!
*silence*
Murfy: Who knows what, who knows what. SWITCH SCENES ALREADY!!!
*silence*
Globox: Please switch scenes?
Author: There's the magic word.
MEANWHILE, AT THE MASTERKAAG ARENA
Andre: My brothers! Now that we have two thousand intelligent Hoodlums ready for battle, we will be unstoppable! Let's show that Razorfreak what we're made of!
All Hoodlums: Acknowledged, lord Andre!
Andre: Aha, here comes his little pirate ship now.
Razorbeard: You little punk! You will pay for what you did last chapter! I will use my ultimate weapon, the Destroyer Pirate!
Andre: Huh? I've read about your Robo-Pirates, and I conclude they're the weakest things ever! Even a common Slapdash can beat them into the ground in no time flat!
Razorbeard: Oh, but you see, the Destroyer Pirate is not like my other men. Engage!
*Razorbeard pulls out a remote control and presses a button. The bottom hatch of the ship opens and out falls the Destroyer Pirate. All the Hoodlums gasp*
Hoodblaster: Its power must be incomprehensible!
Hoodboom: We won't stand a chance!
Andre: Come on now! Have the mighty Hoodlums turned cowardly? Now fight it!
*All the Hoodlums approach the Destroyer Pirate. The big hunk of metal is run by two gigantic caterpillar tracks, has a mobile cannon on its left arm, a manipulator hook on the right, has a head like a common Robo-Pirate but with a bomb launcher on the top of its head*
Razorbeard: Go! Attack!
*The Destroyer Pirate fires a pulse of liquid fire from its arm cannon. Several Hoodlums get vaporized*
Hoodblaster: Okay grunts! Shoot it!
*All the Hoodblasters aim at the center of the Destroyer Pirate, but there is no effect*
Hoodoo: It must be made of cobalt! The frequencies on our weapons have no effect against cobalt, but its head might be vulnerable.
Hoodblaster: You! Hoodstormers! Fly up and attack the head!
All Hoodstormers: OK!
Hoodblaster: You be our only ho*gets vaporized by the liquid fire*
*The Hoodstormers fly up above the Destroyer Pirate's head and fire at it. The pirate takes damage*
Hoodstormer 1: Aha! Let's keep shooting it till it explodes!
Hoodstormer 2: Lord Andre will be so proud! We'll get a raise!
*The Destroyer Pirate tries to aim its arm cannon straight up, but realizing it cannot, switches to its head-mounted bomb launcher and fires*
Hoodstormer 3: Oh no! This isn't good!
*The Hoostormers are locked in a battle to avoid the bombs, while the Hoodlums down below struggle to even make a dent in the Destroyer Pirate's armor*
Razorbeard: Mwahahahahaha! How do you like it, fuzzball?
Andre: This isn't over yet! My Hoodstormers will turn your robot into a pile of scrap very soon. Just you wait!
*While the battle rages on, there is a sudden explosion in the side of the arena. After the dust clears, out comes Mr. Dark!*
Razorbeard: What the? How'd you get here?
Mr. Dark: No prison can hold me. And look! The commas are gone!
Andre: But that's impossible! How could you have possibly gotten rid of them?
Mr. Dark: The Dark Spirits helped me. And now, they will own both of you and your armies in minutes!
Razorbeard: The Dark Spirits? You made that up!
Mr. Dark: Oh really? *takes out a staff and points it to the sky* Dark Spirits of the apocalypse, come and destroy my enemies! Alerkhaopyimhahastumpy!
*The sky suddenly turns black. Large balls of energy fall down and dig into the ground. From the holes comes out the Dark Spirits, skull shaped black entities that begin to cloud themselves around the Hoodlums and the Destroyer Pirate*
Andre: My Hoodlums! What the heck are you doing!
Mr. Dark: Oh noble Dark Spirits, cloud their minds and their bodies, and dispose of these two losers! The fuzzball and the rustbucket!
*The Dark Spirits envelop Andre and Razorbeard. The two are now unconscious and dying*
Mr. Dark: We are clearly superior!
*The Destroyer Pirate gives one last creak before falling dead. Many Hoodlums are now lying on the ground and the Black Lums inside are motionless. Only a few are still moving*
Mr. Dark: Nothing can stop me now!
TO BE CONTINUED.
Murfy: Oh man. With Rayman out of commission, who will ever fight them?
Globox: I'm getting a bit tired of him getting all the glory anyway.
Grand Minimus: But if Rayman cannot fight, who can?
Murfy: Well, I picked up some wicked karate skills in between this and Rayman 3. That and the fact that I can fly makes me one big killing machine!
*Everyone stares at Murfy*
Murfy: What? What'd I say?
Globox: Murfy, don't you remember my secret power?
Murfy: No. You get drunk and fly?
Globox: Ugh. Here's a hint: Rayman 2, The Canopy.
Murfy: Blank.
Teensie 1: Enough with the riddles! Tell us!
Globox: I can create those rain clouds.
Murfy: Oh yeah, that. I thought you lost that power! You never used it at all in Rayman 3!
Globox: My liver controls the power, and during that game I had just recovered from major liver surgery. You think I could have used it there? And besides, the doc said that I should always be careful about using it again because I could get a relapse.
Teensies: We can make stuff appear!
Grand Minimus: Hmm. Aha! I propose that Globox, Murfy and you three Teensies form up and create your own strike force!
Globox: Hey, you might be onto something there!
Murfy: Yeah, so what. I just wanna kick those psychos!
Teensie 2: What should we be called?
Globox: Let's call ourselves TARC!
Everyone except Globox: WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Globox: Uh, oops. I meant, um, SF. Sidekick Force!
Murfy: Nah, too obvious.
Grand Minimus: I think you should leave it for later, because I'm getting a message. Whoa! Andre and Razorbeard are approaching each other in the Masterkaag arena!
Globox: What's a Masterkaag?
Murfy: You know, that Hoodlum on those giant legs.
Globox: Oh yeah, him.
Grand Minimus: No time for Funkyboard lessons!
*Grand Minimus crams everyone onto his helicopter and jumps into the Teensie Highway*
Murfy: I knew it, we're time travelling. Look! The 70s are upon us again!
Globox: Nah. It's just a bunch of music and backgrounds.
Grand Minimus: Okay, I'm letting you off here. Now go beat them.
*Grand Minimus tries to press a button that will release our heroes, but it malfunction and grips them harder instead*
Globox: Ack! This thing is crushing me!
Murfy: Oh man, my left wing is not looking good.
Teensie 1: What's going on up there?
Grand Minimus: Oh dear. It won't let go. Come on you stupid thing, release cargo already!
Murfy: Could you hurry it up please? My left wing is about to split in half!
Grand Minimus: Bah! Only one thing left to do.
*The helicopter goes through the warp to the Land of the Livid Dead and crash lands in front of the giant glass tower*
Teensie 2: Next time, I fly.
Murfy: This is JUST great. Not only are we miles away from Clearleaf Forest, half of my left wing is missing!
Globox: And there's this strange plastic-like thing in my mouth.
Teensie 2: Hey, isn't that Murfy's wing?
Globox: Huh? *pulls it out of the mouth* So it is!
Murfy: Why you stupid little thing! Now I'll have to wait 7.63 hours before my wing fully regenerates. And who knows what's going on in Clearleaf Forest now!
*silence*
Murfy: Ahem. And who knows what's going on in Clearleaf Forest now!
*silence*
Murfy: Who knows what, who knows what. SWITCH SCENES ALREADY!!!
*silence*
Globox: Please switch scenes?
Author: There's the magic word.
MEANWHILE, AT THE MASTERKAAG ARENA
Andre: My brothers! Now that we have two thousand intelligent Hoodlums ready for battle, we will be unstoppable! Let's show that Razorfreak what we're made of!
All Hoodlums: Acknowledged, lord Andre!
Andre: Aha, here comes his little pirate ship now.
Razorbeard: You little punk! You will pay for what you did last chapter! I will use my ultimate weapon, the Destroyer Pirate!
Andre: Huh? I've read about your Robo-Pirates, and I conclude they're the weakest things ever! Even a common Slapdash can beat them into the ground in no time flat!
Razorbeard: Oh, but you see, the Destroyer Pirate is not like my other men. Engage!
*Razorbeard pulls out a remote control and presses a button. The bottom hatch of the ship opens and out falls the Destroyer Pirate. All the Hoodlums gasp*
Hoodblaster: Its power must be incomprehensible!
Hoodboom: We won't stand a chance!
Andre: Come on now! Have the mighty Hoodlums turned cowardly? Now fight it!
*All the Hoodlums approach the Destroyer Pirate. The big hunk of metal is run by two gigantic caterpillar tracks, has a mobile cannon on its left arm, a manipulator hook on the right, has a head like a common Robo-Pirate but with a bomb launcher on the top of its head*
Razorbeard: Go! Attack!
*The Destroyer Pirate fires a pulse of liquid fire from its arm cannon. Several Hoodlums get vaporized*
Hoodblaster: Okay grunts! Shoot it!
*All the Hoodblasters aim at the center of the Destroyer Pirate, but there is no effect*
Hoodoo: It must be made of cobalt! The frequencies on our weapons have no effect against cobalt, but its head might be vulnerable.
Hoodblaster: You! Hoodstormers! Fly up and attack the head!
All Hoodstormers: OK!
Hoodblaster: You be our only ho*gets vaporized by the liquid fire*
*The Hoodstormers fly up above the Destroyer Pirate's head and fire at it. The pirate takes damage*
Hoodstormer 1: Aha! Let's keep shooting it till it explodes!
Hoodstormer 2: Lord Andre will be so proud! We'll get a raise!
*The Destroyer Pirate tries to aim its arm cannon straight up, but realizing it cannot, switches to its head-mounted bomb launcher and fires*
Hoodstormer 3: Oh no! This isn't good!
*The Hoostormers are locked in a battle to avoid the bombs, while the Hoodlums down below struggle to even make a dent in the Destroyer Pirate's armor*
Razorbeard: Mwahahahahaha! How do you like it, fuzzball?
Andre: This isn't over yet! My Hoodstormers will turn your robot into a pile of scrap very soon. Just you wait!
*While the battle rages on, there is a sudden explosion in the side of the arena. After the dust clears, out comes Mr. Dark!*
Razorbeard: What the? How'd you get here?
Mr. Dark: No prison can hold me. And look! The commas are gone!
Andre: But that's impossible! How could you have possibly gotten rid of them?
Mr. Dark: The Dark Spirits helped me. And now, they will own both of you and your armies in minutes!
Razorbeard: The Dark Spirits? You made that up!
Mr. Dark: Oh really? *takes out a staff and points it to the sky* Dark Spirits of the apocalypse, come and destroy my enemies! Alerkhaopyimhahastumpy!
*The sky suddenly turns black. Large balls of energy fall down and dig into the ground. From the holes comes out the Dark Spirits, skull shaped black entities that begin to cloud themselves around the Hoodlums and the Destroyer Pirate*
Andre: My Hoodlums! What the heck are you doing!
Mr. Dark: Oh noble Dark Spirits, cloud their minds and their bodies, and dispose of these two losers! The fuzzball and the rustbucket!
*The Dark Spirits envelop Andre and Razorbeard. The two are now unconscious and dying*
Mr. Dark: We are clearly superior!
*The Destroyer Pirate gives one last creak before falling dead. Many Hoodlums are now lying on the ground and the Black Lums inside are motionless. Only a few are still moving*
Mr. Dark: Nothing can stop me now!
TO BE CONTINUED.