They've Invaded!
Chapter 3: Saving Private Cormvatte
Disclaimer: Why should I own anything?… DO YOU REALLY THINK SOMEONE WHO OWNS FREEDOM FIGHTERS WOULD BE WASTING HIS TIME WITH SOMETHING LIKE THIS WHEN THERE ARE SEQUELS TO BE MADE!… actually maybe he is… who knows…
Reviews:
Umm… someone liked it… I think… I BARELY GET ANY REVIEWS!…
Well… I suggest you morons bother to play the game… because it pwns… I mean seriously… this should be one of those games with thousands of different stories…
GOLD STARS:
Those of you who reviewed this can have… 9952474 gold stars…
And kcfassold can have twice as much if she would at least bother to review my stuff… oh and I know I'm a freak but hey… AT LEAST TELL ME YOU ARE STILL THERE EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE!… I'M A LONELY FREAKY NERD WITH A LIFE!… take pity on the kid who has dreams about wearing glasses… no seriously… how do you have the ability to print these off without bothering to review them…
I will finish this as long as one person reads each chapter… and I will read each chapter before posting… so I WILL finish this…
This will take an alternate twist… to explain how the crap multiplayer is possible with both General Bulba… AND Tatarin… so yea… and Troy boy…
TECHNO! (with Psybot on newgrounds)… or Reel Big Fish…
"I AM GENERAL BULBA!… I AM A SPY!" General Bulba yelled waking the dead Samurai up and causing him to explode… this explosion is what ended up blasting General Bulba back into the office Tatarin was busy pretending he was a cowboy in.
"WHEE!… KILL THE INDIANS!" Tatarin screamed before slicing his fingers off with a paper shredder.
"SIR… THE PLAN HAS FAILED!" Bulba cried as he remembered all the good times… then got amnesia… so he laughed like a maniac.
General Tatarin walked up to his window and overlooked the little street before him. His men were running perfectly in sync, doing circular motions as they had been trained. And always making sure to have their back on any form of a threat.
(with the USA… or now named… FAPTRYM Freaking Awesome People That Rule Your Mom)
"Either way… General Bulba was NOT a help to us!…" Isabella yelled in anger at Chris.
"HEY!… you aren't supposed to do anything until the camera reaches you again!" Chris said.
"OOH!" Isabella yelled directly in Bags' ear… causing him to fall into the sewer water and get bit by a boat.
"Chris… you are… either way… there is a private named Cormvatte… he got captured… go up to the streets… find some weird freaks… rescue him…" Isabella said suddenly with a serious tone, then got back to gnawing her leg off.
With this Chris ran up to the street. Troy had said something about going to the hospital and asking them to give his brain back… and they were off…
Troy forgot the cheese (or so he says) so Chris had to go alone… also his armed escort decided cheese was more important so now he was without anything…
(With the U.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.R.)
"Well… we found this guy laying on the street… he obviously isn't a private seeing as how the U.S.A. is currently at war with the insane rabies infected hippies and left this entire side open… SO LETS TORTURE HIM FOR INTELIGENCE HE MUST NOT HAVE!" Tatarin screamed realizing he had a brain… then decided to leave with the 50 soldier guard protecting this utterly useless man.
"(insert weird Russian phrase here)" one guard yelled.
All of the guards then broke into a synchronized dance involving the area of a circle and pi r squared.
(on the streets of New Manhattan… with Chris…)
"Nisterdwanky!" Chris screamed at the top of his lungs right when he reached the surface. This scream did not attract the attention of the guards standing at attention in the opposite direction. Neither did the five soldiers all huddled up by the sewer.
No one bothered to look over… then they all fell over, asleep. So Chris decided to walk over to the freedom fighters that wouldn't stop yelling out crap like "If you need someone I'll follow"
Chris got two of the seven that were screaming to join, but when he went to get a third he stopped screaming about loyalty and said, "I'm the splat to your splutter so no!"
As everyone looked around in confusion the five that hadn't been recruited suddenly exploded. Chris decided it was time to attack, but his soldiers thought differently.
(With the Rus)
"YAY!" Tatarin screamed.
"YAY!" Bulba screamed.
"(Russian)" a soldier screamed.
"WHY CAN'T I UNDERSTAND THEIR LANGUAGE?" Tatarin screamed.
"It's because we are actually Germans and they are actually Russians and that makes for a great sitcom!" Bulba semi-screamed.
"(Russian)" a soldier screamed.
"GUYS STOP SCREAMING!… and weren't you gonna leave or something?" Cormvatte asked in confusion.
With this everyone left with a feeling of disappointment leaving an untied Cormvatte all to himself.
"Hmm… how am I gonna get out of this one?" Cormvatte wondered aloud, because he had no clue how to wonder silently.
(With the USSSSSSSSSA)
They ran in and shot at everything that moved… only Russians seemed to get hurt by this though. Next they bombed tons of houses, no civilians seemed to be affected by these blasts. Finally they stormed the random apartment Cormvatte was in not knowing why they knew where he was being held.
(flashishbackish)
"COOL! It's a letter from Russian Germans!" Baggs screamed.
Isabella stole it and opened it.
Dear Freedom Fighters,
It has come to my attention that you have formed a group in attempt to retake New York. It is my sincere hope that we can have a smashing time battling for ground. I am sending you this letter to let you know we captured an American for no reason except for you to rescue him. A map showing all of our patrol routes and good places to bomb as well as where the American is being held is enclosed as to make this a much harder battle for us. The men are on standby so they will only shoot one or two bullets every ten seconds and basically wait for you to nearly kill them first.
Good Luck… and may your harvests be sexy.
Sincerely,
General Tatarin
"WOW!" Chris screamed.
"WOA!" Troy screamed.
(end flashishbackish)
So now they ran up the stairs and shot Cormvatte 18 times just to prove if he was a man or not. When they learned he was a girl they screamed in horror and threw him out the window.
"Well… that was fun… thanks for being so synchronized that we didn't need to explain what each individual did!" Chris said with pride.
"YA" the first freedom fighter said.
"Y" the second one said before hugging in a bright light that started taking them through the ceiling, but half way there they got stuck and ripped in half and screamed a horrific agonizing death.
"Haha! They're so cute!" Chris yelled and ran off.
(with the USSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSR)
"The plan is working…" Tatarin said staring out of his quickly made window that had cost him 1,800 soldiers to build.
"Yes master… ish" Bulba said and then fell over crying…
"WIGLEAB" they both screamed as a Russian Nuke that had been used as a toothbrush in Stalingrad suddenly exploded destroying the city as we knew it. (Stalingrad not New York)
YAY!
Well I've been busy… and I've had bad internet… but now this is FINALLY up…
I got a 3.904 last term…
I'm going for the 4.0 this term…
Two terms ago I got a 0.7
So that is what I like to call improvement…!
And the claymation has finally been going at any form of what you can call speed… (the drug)
And all that is good so good bye!
R&LAS… Read and Last A Summer