DK: Heya peeps! We are BACK! Unfortunatly, we didn't get any more Q's or D's.

Jessica: Then can we go home, now?

Stampy: But this is fun!

Stacy: Yeah! Stampy's right! It is fun! What he said, *looks dreamily at Stampy*

DK: Don't worry, peeps! My friends Powerpingu19, from the Club Penguin fandom, and GameMod, from the Minecraft fandom, has sent us pretty much a thousand Questions and Dares.

Aiden: *curses under breath*

Cassie: Shoot.

WitherStorm (In human form for sake of participating [which looks like Grillby except with a WitherStorm head {Grillby from Undertale}]): Oh no…

PAMA (Also in human form, go onto DeviantArt and you'll get the idea. Or just use your imagination): This event is not useful…

DK: *hears* You lot seem eager. Let's get some for you! So our first lot is from Power. And, well, he has a weird sense of shipping…

Antagonists: What is it?

Villains: Take these tickets to Antago-con (the all-dimension convention for evil villains and jerks) and go participate in the Corrupt Games! It's in the white portal that looks like a Killer Bunny's mouth.

Antagonists: *looks at each other, worried*

Ben: What's the Corrupt Games?

DK: Where you fight to the death!

Cassie: In teams?

DK: Nope! Trucing isn't allowed. Except the Blaze Rods, who're all in the same team anyway. Everyone is their own team. And b-t-dubs, you can pick weapons.

Maya: Won't we die?!

Ivor: Wouldn't that be better for all of us?

DK: This is the fanfic world. You'll always come back to life somehow.

Fourth Wall: *smashes open*

DK: *sighs* We really need to fix that. Anyway, off you lot go!

Antagonists: *shuffles towards portal, preparing to meet doom*

DK: While they do that, next Questions from Power!

DK: Do my job and define everyone's name meanings.

DK: POWER! COME ON! Oh, well. This may take a while, so let's move on to the dare while I do this. It's from GameMod…

Jessica: Write a poem about your adventure in the Crown Mesa.

Jesse: Won't that take a long time, to?

Jessica: Bro, chill! I can improvise well.

Jesse: Well, if you insist…

Jessica: Here we go… *clicks sad feeling music on MinePod*


For days, weeks, we scurried round,

To found our home, safe and sound.

Yet, every portal ran amok

Slowly derailing our luck.

Relationships cracked, patience scattered,

Our hopes and dreams were bound to shatter.

Until we found a portal, red,

And praying it wasn't our death bed,

We ran, only to find,

A world with blank, uncreative minds.

One robot, PAMA, so big and great,

Thought restriction was our only fate.

Oh, how our hearts ached and cried,

To see good friends all tied,

In puppet strings, of digital commands,

Enslaved forever, freedom thrown from hands.

With heavy hearts, we forced to run,

We put our lives with the one,

Who started it all, who rose and fell,

And rather die than let thoughts tell.

However, one life for another,

A loss of an ally, the safety of a brother.

Lost in hiding and fear, three friends alone,

Must act fast, must steal the throne,

To stop all worlds becoming pawns,

Chess pieces to sacrifice at dawn,

Again heroes must risk their lives,

For innocent to survive.

One plan failed, yet for a second.

Time was running out, they rekoned.

A final battle, once again, was nigh,

On the scale of live and die.

At last, the time came,

The last showdown, the end game.

A tragic one, friend against friend,

The battle never seemed to end.

The warrior, mindless, the leader, tense,

Time, it shrinks, less and less.

However, the fight was almost won,

Machine in fear, work reversed, undone.

Close to death, it plead and prayed,

For mercy, over and over again.

One last choice, hard to make,

Rip out the heart or let efforts waste.

But in the end, the CORE ripped out,

A reunion, everyone relieved, no doubt.

Another world for the Order to save,

A walk in the park, another day.


All: *silence, except for music*

Lukas: *wipes tear from eye*

Jesse: *starts clapping, everyone joins in*

Magnus: I'm not into poetry, but this? This was great!

DK: WAAAAAAAAAAAGGH!

Olivia: *still half-lost in the mood of the poem* You were watching that? Weren't you making nicknames?
DK: I finished them.

Jessica: *not caring she just created a 5-star poem* Well, list them!

DK: HOLD ON! LET ME CHANGE ONE THING! *changes Jessica's nickname* Okay, display it, R! Note, different websites have different definitions, so, yeah.

RSD: *presses button*

Jesse: Gift

Jessica: Rich, God beholds

Petra: Rock or stone

Lukas: Quote 'German spelling of a Latin derivation (Lucas) of the Greek word "Loukas", meaning "man from Lucania.'

Axel: Father of Peace

Olivia: Olive Tree

Reuben: Behold, a son

Gabriel: God is my strength

Ellegaard: She who questions
Magnus: Greatest

Soren: Stern

Ivor: Archer

Aiden: Little Fire

Maya: Water

Gill: Servant

Isa: Strong Willed

Milo: Soldier or Merciful

Reginald: Counsel Power

Benedict: Blessed

Stacy: Fruitful and Productive

Stampy: Cat (sorry, couldn't find anything!)

Dan: God is my judge

Lizzie: Oath of God

Jordan: River of judgement

Winslow: Hill of Victory

Harper: Harp player

PAMA: (Yes, there's a name) Alternate version of Pamela, meaning 'all honey'


DK: THAT TOOK FOREVER! Anyway, we can judge later, we are out of time for this episode! Sorry for sort ending, but see you next time, readers! CYA!