They've Invaded!
Chapter 2: We Have Hair!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything… and apparently nobody knows that because nobody reads this games stuff… no one even knows what it is?… ARG!… I plan on making everyone know what this game is… whether they like it or not!
Reviews:
2... But neither of them know this game so BLEH!… I will get over it eventually… maybe…
This kind of branches away from the actual plot to make it much longer… maybe… either that or I'll just go lazy and make it like… 10 chapters or something…
GOLD STARS:
Those two people that reviewed… razzkat and Tealfrog… they can have like… 6 whole stars… WOW!
And that freaky girl that reviewed can have 10 gold stars… so feel good kcfassold…
I still love this game… way too much… but it IS pwnage… and I must shame you all for not knowing about it!
TECHNO! (with Psybot on newgrounds)
(With the U.S.S.A… oh I'm sorry… that's just a little… oh dear… OH NO!… that's just wrong… please forgive me…)
Chris ran to a rise in the ceiling they were on and climbed up it… there he was with the old freak.
"Alright Chris… now you need to shoot the men coming out of this helicopter!"
"Um… would you mind helping me?… and how do you know my name… WHAT? ARG!"
Despite all this noise the soldiers jumped onto the ground and started running around in circles like they had been trained in Russia… sadly… half of them fell off the roof in their glee.
"Not now Chris… there are much more important things at hand!"
Chris just sighed and shot each soldier in the head without even looking.
"HEY!… HOW THE FRICK DID YOU DO THAT?… I WANNA HAVE AUTO AIM!"
Chris looked at his hand with fear… distrusting it… he got scared… so he decided to light the old man on fire with some molotovs he made out of a sleeping dudes beer… he decided to leave one of the molotovs in the guys hands though… and that guy… exploded… oh well…
So either way Chris lit the old tool on fire… and he ran around and screamed for about twelve hours… then realized he wasn't even getting hurt… they looked at each other confused… Chris whipped out his pistol and shot straight up… thanks to auto aim that hit the old man directly in the eye… nothing happened… the bullet just bounced off and then went to Mexico for a party… as the two soiled themselves just for the hell of it they went on.
(With the USR… oh wait… that whole deal again… I AM SO SORRY… and this seriously doesn't express any views I have of politics… and shouldn't that be a disclaimer… screw it YOU ALL S)
General Tatarin was overlooking the chaos from his helicopter that he found in a trash can… his Russian men were doing their run in circles mission to perfection… and they had managed to take control of all back alleyways… although this meant there was no control of the huge streets… they controlled the windows and alleys and crap like that… as Tatarin laughed he coughed out his assistants lung.
"DUDE… I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THAT!" the assistant yelled as he revealed the huge bandage taking up his entire chest… then the assistant lunged at him… which isn't a good idea in a plane… yes this is a plane now… because what the Russians didn't know about was our secret weapon… THE TRANSFORMERS!
"ARG!… WE ARE IN A WEIRD SHAPE SHIFTER!" Tatarin yelled to his dead partner… we still don't know why he is dead…
"ARG! ARE YOU DEAD… COME ON… I KNOW I'VE BEEN MEAN AT TIMES AND ALL THAT… BUT JUST TELL ME IF YOU'RE DEAD… WHY!"
So with this the Transformer imploded on itself causing world hunger to get even worse.
"OHH… IT'S A TV STATION… CAN I TALK ON IT!" the newscaster yelled jumping out of the Easter Egg floating in the sky and flying miles and miles downward…
(in the news casting room)
"Hello… This is Tatiana Kavinsky here… today U.S.S.R.L.T.F.W.E.E.D.I.S.C.O.O.L or the Russians for short… took over New York… we haven't taken anywhere else in the USA yet… just New York… and as a cool little thing we plan on keeping ONLY New York… this is now Russia's official Play house… Good Bye…"
But right before the camera could cut off it showed some freaky Russian… couldn't tell if it was a girl or a boy… land right on top of this newscaster and completely crush everyone within a 2 inch diameter…needless to say… all of the worlds happiness was destroyed.
(with the USA PEEPS OF… I'll just shut up…)
"Come Chris… we must run wildly through that batch of randomly exploding cars!… HEROICILY!"
With that the two giggled intensely and frolicked through the exploding maze of death and destruction…
"HELP!… PLEASE HELP ME!" Some freak screamed to the two who were having a happy day…
"Oh… help him Chris!"
Chris took out a health pack and slapped the guy in the face with it.
"OW!… hey cool… I feel better for some reason!"
So they broke into the house they were next to for no reason at all… as the people who lived there started to scream they shot them.
"So… why are we doing this again?…" Chris asked as everyone stared at him in anger… then stole some money…
"OH!… YAY! STEALING!" Chris yelled and laughed as they all ran in circles.
"Oh… we should go play pirates or something!" The old man yelled.
"YES!… I KNOW THE PERFECT PLACE!" the skinny freak yelled.
With that they grabbed Chris and shoved him down into the sewers.
(with the USSR… OH… I GOT IT RIGHT!… PWN THAT!)
"New York is ours… It is finished…" some old guy said in a dramatic voice when he suddenly had a heart attack and fell out of the helicopter dead.
"YES!… WE CONTROL EVERYTHING!… well… CLOSE ENOUGH!… LETS PARTY!"
And with that the entire Russian army went to a bar and started partying… but in the middle of this party Isabella Angelina… a captive of the Russian army… simply walked out and went to the sewers… to go on a puking spree…
And Troy… who was also a captive… decided to go to the sewers… because he had planted a tracking devise on Chris and knew that was where he was.
(with the USA)
"HEY!… WHO'S THAT!" the rescued guy, who as it turned out, was named Baggs, yelled.
"ITS ISABELLA!… OUR LEADER!" the old guy, named Mr. Jones, cried.
"ARG!… WHO ARE YOU!" Isabella screamed as they grabbed her and dragged her to the island in the sewers they were playing on.
Then Troy ran up to Chris and slapped him…
"HAHA!… HOW FUN!… AND WE EVEN HAVE A NEW FRIEND!"
With that the Japanese Samurai ran on the ceiling and started dancing in glee… but then slipped and fell from the ceiling splattering into the ground dead.
… silence… they watched the bloody figure twitching…
"HAHA!" they all yelled and then started dancing.
YAY!
Well… soon… soon we will completely branch into our own little mini story that has nothing to do with the main plot.
And I must say I loved this… it is my favorite story at this moment…
And also I want you to rent/buy it if you haven't yet played it…
R&R… Read and Rant
And rip my hair out if you must…