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Post by Shast on Aug 25, 2009 16:18:09 GMT -8
Participants: Gush & Ion
Length: 9 turns Including intro, may go longer based on decision at turn 7 or 8.
Story version bonus: In-active
Style: Free-style (busts a move)
Judge: looks like we need one, Step right up... if you dare o.O -----------
A seemingly magic town that radiates a sheen not seen in other cities throughout the net. It's basic appearance was that of an old old English town, with what seemed like a cobble paved streets and lantern lit street lamps; like something out of a history book. the buildings matched the road in old age attire; basic woodwork roofs with straw decorating the tops and old age 'windows' dotting the buildings bases.
The entire town looked as an old black and white cartoon would; the colors were same as well. The townsfolk, the buildings, everything inside the magical aura that surrounded the town appeared this way.
Oh, also >This music< plays over and over. ^,^
OK! Now that the scene is set, here are the rules! There is no actual blood with this, this is an old old black an white styled cartoon battle! You beat someone upside the head, they see stars, you get stabbed in the knee, it's more a poke and you do a typical "ow ow ow!" dealie. you've watched those cartoons before, yea?!
I'll post my intro after you post yours~
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Post by Ion on Aug 26, 2009 20:22:38 GMT -8
Ion strolled along the well beaten road, following the noticeably worn path along the center of the cobbled road. Counting the cobbles as he strode forward, Ion suddenly felt the impulse to look around. Glancing upwards at the old-fashioned architecture and archaic straw roofs he felt strangely comfortable in this aged network. Continuing on his way through the small town he was just approaching the town square when a young boy with a stunning smile came running up to him. Almost running into Ion, the boy stumbled forward and after regaining balance directed his toothy grin towards Ion. After staring at Ion for nearly a full ten seconds he broke out into almost musical flurry of excitement, "No, no, no! This will not do! Hurry! Quick the cure! For sure! The cure!" Turning out his pockets, which appeared to be the holding place for an endless amount of odd objects, the grey-ish haired child withdrew a small shining bottle filled to the brim with what appeared to be water. Without hesitation he took one large gulp, leaving only a thin layer remaining in the vial and then put the solution firmly in Ion's hands.
After much prompting from the child Ion finally took one small sip of the glistening liquid. Without a seconds hesitation the glitches always lying dormant in Ion's body erupted into a flurry of static around him. As the boy stepped back his Cheshire grin grew further, with a small flourish of his arm he began to fade into the background before Ion could escape the static tornado. Moments afterward the hurricane of static noise faded, despite the violence with which it had appeared, it simply smoothed out into the background as suavely as the smiling boy had. All that remained in its stead was Ion fully outfitted in a very old fashioned tuxedo, pure black cane loosely gripped in one hand as the other hand smoothly drew a top hat out of his sleeve. Making a violent POP as it was finally pulled fully out, it was quickly placed lackadaisically on his head.
Giving a quick glance around, an almost...mad...smile slowly crept across his lips before singing along to the tune of the background music, "Twas brilig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe All mimsy were the borogroves, And the mome raths outgrabe. It was a tune he had once read out of a book and now seemed to suit the topsy-turvy world he now viewed. Continuing on his way as though nothing had happened, Ion couldn't help but sing the nonsensical tune.
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Post by Shast on Aug 27, 2009 14:37:24 GMT -8
A figure that had been stalking Ion for several hours as he traveled sneaked into the city in search of the prey he had lost. Though, the minute he entered the city the bugs in his system quickly spiraled out of the control and in a comedic *poof*, clouds included, he adopted a more simplistic cartoon-ish appearance. His eyes abandoned their more serious look for simple black dots while his colors faded till they were nothing but a thick black and white. The details on his clothing adopted a more simplistic look as well; his vest went a pure white and his pants a grey-ish black, the rest of his apparel, goggles included followed suite.
Upon seeing his new appearance Gush, rather than be angry and growl in frustration, found he couldn't speak! The others around him could, but he could not. Now Gush normally didn't speak but he grunted and growled every once and awhile. Outraged by this turn of events he lashed out at the nearest navi around him, but, rather than the navi being ripped in two it seemed Gush's slash had no more effect that just a simple seemingly cushioned bonk to the head; causing a large bump to appear on their head that had a white patch on it while stars spun around struck navis head.
Gush was more than confused, he could only sit legs cross hands straight down to the ground between his crossed legs in sheer curiosity as the local policeman came over to him. "Hey, what are you doing there! you can't do that!" As they drew close however Gush jumped up and landed on the two policeman that had come to get him.
*BONK* The cops were stunned and seeing stars as the one he had hit before was. While Gush was airborne, whoever, he spotted Ion; the prey he had been stalking for the longest time. It turns out he had been transformed as he himself had. Seeing his chance to get him Gush darted down the road on all fours leaving a dust cloud behind him. He leaped onto the side of a nearby building and ran along the wall and upon nearing his target, jumped off and into the air pouncing Ion with a *thump* creating a large cloud with many sound effects *bonk* *poink* *bwif*(It's real... I swear) Coming out of the cloud.
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Post by Ion on Aug 27, 2009 19:48:39 GMT -8
"Did gyre and gimble in the wa- ahh! Just as Gush had pounced in for the attack, Ion fell headfirst towards the cobbled path. Where he had been mere seconds earlier remained only his lopsided top hat which was viciously taken away by Gush and caught up in the flurry of dusty, noisy actions occurring in the cloud. Still lying prostate on the sun-warmed roadway, Ion seemed to purr for a moment before stretching out his hands and reaching forward for his cane. Cane in hand he suddenly sprung up from his flat position as though powered by jet-fuel and quickly making his way to the violent Gush decided to watch the antics of this strange, strange person. Perhaps even stranger than himself for the moment....
Feeling the sudden urge for a nice cup of tea, Ion reached up into his sleeve once more and pulled out a fragile, china-bone tea cup; reaching into his inner coat pocket afterward he withdrew the matching saucer. Hanging the cane over his right arm, Ion took cup and saucer in both hands and feigned drinking a currently non-existent tea.
After a couple moments, of which Ion spent most serenely sipping his tea, he spoke as though giving advice to a child, "You DO know that Easter eggs don't shave their legs? Their children would have ducks, silly..." Despite the clear irrelevancy of this information, for Ion it seemed to suit this situation perfectly. Perhaps this navi shaved his legs...any kind navi couldn't simply allow a fellow navi to make the mistake of turning their Easter egg's children into ducks by shaving their Easter egg's legs too. That would be quite poor manners indeed.
Through the flying grit though, Ion glimpsed the remains of his top hat, which would now be quite ragged and squashed. A sad feeling crept into Ion's heart... that had been his favourite top hat. It was the first one he'd ever had and he'd only gotten it minutes ago. This unnatural attachment to his own objects was foreign to him and it struck a deep chord with him that already he should lose his hat.
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Post by Shast on Aug 27, 2009 22:49:37 GMT -8
After several minutes of mindless bashing Gush finally realized he had instead of catching Ion, he had caught a hat! The dust cloud dispersed shortly after Ion's random comment, with Gush holding a piece of the hat in his mouth, the rest scattered about on the ground. Gush's head was cocked to one side with a curious stare directed at Ion as he thought about the statement. Finally, after a few minutes of thinking Gush worked his way up to standing up at least semi straight with a more disgruntled look on his face. He spat out the hat that was caught in his mouth at Ions feet and a huge wide grin that showed no teeth went a crossed Gush's face.
As Gush was about to make another swing at his foe, a though crossed his mind and he halted his advancement. Though he could not speak when he attempted to whistle a tune came from his lips in the form of black music notes, so he decided to whistle a jaunty tune that got the few navis that were looking on to dance and other to join in as well. Gush tapped his foot to the beat and looked over an Ion in an attempt to get him to play along as well.
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Post by Ion on Aug 29, 2009 11:29:29 GMT -8
As the semi-wet fabric splatted against the ground, Ion bent down to pick it up. With bite marks in only one end, Ion replaced the china saucer in his coat pocket before dipping the fabric in the teacup and taking a large chomp out of it. After some heavy chewing he replied excitedly, "Like jerky! Its like jerky, I must have some more, you must have some more! Until there's no more! And when there's no more...you can't have any."
It was then that Gush began to whistle his jaunty tune that sent musical notes dancing through the air as effectively as the inhabitants of this town. In an instantaneous reaction to the serenade, Ion struck a waltzing pose and began to smoothly glide around Gush. With tea cup in his lead hand and a small flap of fabric hanging from his mouth he would occasionally would break his perfectly postured position to execute a low swipe or deep bend in which he picked up the shreds of his hat and continued to down them like they were the world's best jerky.
For now he was content with merely gliding around, his self-assured steps spoke volumes of his athleticism. It appeared even in the depths of madness, he body retained a certain charismatic quality. Eventually all the scraps of his once regal top hat were gone from Gush's vicinity and had all disappeared down his gullet. Yet he still continued his offbeat, wrongly styled dance with bubbly notes playing around him and in some instances following him just as the children followed the Pied Piper.
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Post by Shast on Aug 29, 2009 18:38:03 GMT -8
Gush watched as Ion ate the jerky hat piece by piece with a curious but somehow not so surprised look on his face, while keeping his whistling tune going. After several short laps of walking in circles gush began walking down the road the crowed of navi's following him. down the road around the corner past the magical bakery of super wonderment, they passed it all and headed for the edge of town.
As the parade of navi's following Gush grew closer to the edge of the town several of the natives began to catch on to Gush's plan and one by one broke off from the path of walking, mimicking his whistling and taking a sharp left of right into houses or alleys; anything to get away from the crazed piper.
Gush caught the departures in the corner of his eye and while wanting to break the performance he retrained himself knowing that if he stopped now his plan would be ruined. Besides he still had a lrge number following him and Ion as well, why ruin it. He and his entourage continued onward for the edge of the city, and the magical aura surrounding it..
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Post by Ion on Aug 29, 2009 20:27:55 GMT -8
As Ion had seemingly been waltzing around in his own world, he had slowly been drawing closer to the man who had so savagely attacked his hat earlier. Finally with his teacup outstretched towards the back of the man's shirt Ion leapt in front of him with a quick whooop! Stopping the man outright as he was leading them away from the center of the town, Ion became very, very somber. Eyes drooping with regret and shoulders slumped under the weight of having to say what he had to next. He pronounced, "I'm sorry Mister Pumpernickel, but I'm going to have to let you have it..." letting these oddly violent words hang in the air around them, one or two dancer's who heard them even stopped; looks of distress and outrage clearly painting their features
After a few tense moments, his entire face brightened and a wide smile split his face as he declared, "Let you have the BESTEST Pineapple in this entire town that is! You're absolutely the life of this town, you bring the essence of tea to par-ty!" Placing the teacup back in his sleeve while checking to ensure that his cane hadn't shifted from its position on his arm, Ion held up both his arms for dramatic flair. Ensuring he had everyone's attention he announced to the crowd, "Behold! The Great Top Hatter will pull a rabbit -er... a pineapple from my hat!" Now normally this would have been a simple process...if not for the fact that he had eaten his top hat minutes earlier. This seemed to cross his mind and for a moment he appeared mildly stymied. Then a mischievous grin flitted across his lips and he reached up and pulled his nose. With a POP! that echoed through the streets the top hat simply puffed onto his head in a grey-ish cloud of smoke. Waving his hand to clear the smoke he pulled the top hat off his head and pulled up both sleeves while commenting, "Nothing up my sleeves," while clearly displaying the inside of his hat to the crowd and especially Gush, "Nothing in my hat..."
Now ensuring he was right up close to Gush, one could almost claim uncomfortably close, he placed his hat flat out infront of him. Reaching in with a firm hand, he grabbed the stem of a pineapple and slowly withdrew it for the world to see. Holding the enormous, football sized fruit above all their heads, Ion grinned with delight as his trick received a smattering of applause. After holding it up for a second though, Ion swung it mightily downwards directly for Gush! With gravity working in his favor the juicy pineapple was aimed right for his head; if the sudden and immensely surprising attack struck his whistling acquaintance it would bring with it a comedic cymbal crash, a halo of stars and perhaps even a lingering plip-plop as the fruit chunks would continue to drip from Gush's traumatized head for a while.
With a delighted, "YIPPEE", Ion sprinted around the Pied Piper of Toon Town and bounded with leaps of joy towards the previously mentioned Magical Bakery of Super Wonderment. By the time Gush would manage to recollect his thoughts if he was struck by the giant pineapple, Ion would have escaped amongst the labyrinth of cooking and cooling racks. All of which were piled high with fresh bread, donuts, cookies, croissants, baguettes and various other confectioneries. The only thought that crossed his mind while dashing away was this: 'If there was nothing up my sleeves, where did my tea cup run off to?'
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Post by Shast on Aug 29, 2009 22:40:38 GMT -8
Being rudely stopped by Ion's in your face leap; Gush's whistle stopped abruptly as was his walking. he could only watch with a disgusted and eye twitchingly disturbed look on his face as Ion pulled his hat out of his own nose, as if it hadn't been eaten at all! Anticipation in his eyes could be however, he had never eaten a pineapple before; and he was looking forward to it.
Yet to his dismay the pineapple was not intended for his mouth, instead it was for his head. With a loud *SPLOOCH* the pineapple made contact with Gush's head and left him in a gooey star filled daze. Gush vaguely noticed through his goo filled vision Ion skip into the magical bakery of super wonderment. With one finger he gathers up some of the pineapple goop and sticks it in his mouth. He then sticks his tongue out in disgust and spitting out the pineapple.
Standing up and shaking himself off of the goopy mess he hopped along on all fours into the bakery; noticing the walls as he went inside. Gush reached into his pocket and pulled out what he thought would be a giant mallet, but somehow ended up a... small teacup?! Without a second thought Gush hid behind a counter and held the teacup up with his right hand, while holding something that looked curiously like a rock hard french baguette in his other hand; and yet another rock hard baguette in his mouth.
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Post by Ion on Aug 30, 2009 20:14:00 GMT -8
As Gush crouched down behind the counter and temptingly held up the tea cup an enormous racket began resounding from the back room. "Get down there! C'mon he's going to be here soon! Argh! Ok, there! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" A loud whump echoed through out the almost abandoned store. Strangely enough sounds of violent struggle ensued until Ion's hoarse voice filled with wonderment streamed through the slightly ajar swinging door, "Nice guard flour, nice flour..... Ok, OK I'm leaving!"
With that Ion stumbled through the single swinging door, clutching the door frame for support. Looking over his shoulder as he was heaving for breath, Ion let loose a yelp of surprise as another sack of flour came flying at his head! Acting instinctively, he jumped all the way through the doorway before executing a devastating right hook. Tearing through the fragile paper, flour erupted in a white cloud enveloping Ion completely as well as momentarily blinding him. Through the dust, Ion's already whitened form fell to the ground as the final sack of flour in the bakery lunged for his chest, toppling him easily. After a few seconds of scuffling, the shop grew quiet once again with the exception of Ion's jagged breathing. From his prostate position on the floor Ion caught the flicker of light reflecting off of the proffered tea cup hovering above the counter. Lungs catching momentarily in the smog of flour around him, he was sent into a coughing fit before his eyes truly locked onto the item of desire with a single minded delight. His eyes spun like a slot machine before both landing on a heart shape where his iris' would normally have been.
Quickly getting to his feet, Ion looked around as if to ensure no one was watching him before making his way slowly to the tea cup. Assuming a sneaking position, on tip-toes and matching clinking of high octave piano keys, he got right up to the counter and eyes filled with excitement and interest in the previously lost object. "What a beautiful tea cup! I had one just like you!" Reaching forward with both hands, as gently and carefully as though plucking a crown jewel from the queen's own head, Ion finished, "Your exactly my taste, you could be mine too..."
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Post by Shast on Aug 31, 2009 19:48:34 GMT -8
~5~
As Ion went to pluck the teacup from Gush's flattened palm, a perfect pedestal for a teacup to rest on as if it were a treasure. It glows in an ominous vibrant hues of the selective colors that this land had to offer: black, white, and every shade of grade. Just as Ion gently laid a finger on it Gush sprang into action, teacup still resting on his flat unmoving palm while the rest of his body somehow managed to move freely. Gush jumped onto the ground and smacked Ion on the head with the bread while spitting the one in his mouth at the ceiling; hitting a switch that no customer would have ever noticed.
*RUMBLE RUMBLE* a loud noise accompanied by a shaking ground that rocked the store and knocked items and pastries off the shelves of the store. Gush's still held in place palm was even affected, the teacup that rested there shook and wobbled until finally... *CRASH!* it shattered on the ground! the sound echoed throughout the store yet never seemed to lose its impacting sound. "Oh the horror" one would think. A teacup, innocent, young, in its prime of life! cut short by cruel fate of a mystery button! That seemingly did nothing but shake the store with it's hatred of teacups!
Yet being a teacup killer isn't all the button did. Shortly after the shaking stopped and Gush's hand returned to normal by his side the ceiling opened up revealing an eerie darkness. From it emerged the biggest boulder Gush had ever seen! It fell on Gush and Ion and destroyed the counter they were standing on/by while simultaneously breaking the floor revealing a basement that was lit with several greyflame lit wall torches! The hallway they had fallen into was arced in such a way that the boulder that had just crushed them slowly began to roll forward. Not taking the time to look around anymore Gush grabbed Ion by the collar and darted down the hallway, boulder in pursuit and gaining speed!
With Ion being dragged along like a rag doll Gush leaped over smaller rocks and weaved away from falling debris that seemed to only have one goal in life; stopping him and his associate at any cost. Suddenly a surprise guest emerged from no where! A sack of flour smacked Gush in the face and knocked him flat on his back causing him to smack his head against a rock he had just jumped over. The huge boulder still hot on their tail...
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Post by Ion on Sept 5, 2009 12:46:33 GMT -8
Just as his fingertips brushed the smooth glassy sides of the cup, Gush erupted from his hiding spot and landed an equally stunning attack on Ion with a solid thwack!. As his eyes flickered from hearts to stars and a giant red goose egg popped up where he had been struck, Ion wobbled from side to side. Shooting stars seemed to shower over the crest of his head while the other piece of bread flipped the hidden ceiling switch.
Still reeling from the blow Ion had lost focus of the tea cup and didn't seem to notice to the shaking floor and avalanche of falling pastries. Slumping into a spread eagle position on the floor while staring upwards at the now darkening ceiling, Ion's eyes continued to track the little sparkling stars that continued to orbit his head; only occasionally would one go streaking away and burst into a fire shower of light in some random direction. Murmuring to himself, "Pretty lights...." he suddenly became semi-aware of a fast approaching object falling from the dark hole above himself and Gush now. His body acted on trained reflex alone as he tucked and rolled backwards, popping up into a handstand and preforming two back hand springs to carry him towards the counter and right over it on the second hand spring. Just as he had landed the second back hand spring the stone ripped apart the bakery with a ferocity only nature could harbor. In a shower of flying baguettes, doughnuts, cookies and now scrap metal, Ion leaped away from the crushing boulder. Though it still hit him, Ion was dealt only a glancing blow instead of a pancake flattening final hit. As the boulder carried him down into the depths of the cellar he managed to snatch a thick cord out of the air that had once fastened a bunch of barrels of molasses together.
Closing his eyes as he clutched both the cord and his cane to his chest, Ion landed heavily on the hallway floor. Before he could regain his senses he was picked up by the wrist and dragged along through the stony halls of the bakery's dungeon and left to flap around in the air behind Gush like a flag in a hurricane. Finally getting the opportunity and 'clarity' of mind back to look around as he was dragged, Ion's eyes noticed the doom heralding boulder following them like Pepe Le Pew after an attractive girl. His now clear eyes shot out of his head in surprise and fear as it continued to draw closer to them. It was then that Gush was taken down by a bag of flour and Ion went skidding to the ground beside him. Growling to himself, "Silly Pineapple Head! Flour doesn't attack people! That's just crazy!"
It was then that in one fluid motion Ion shattered a flame lamp with his midnight black cane and shoved the tattered cord into the dying flame. Leaving it snagged against the edge of the shattered glass, he grabbed the flour bag by both hands and mightily swung it towards the enormous rolling stone that was now mere meters away from them. Scooping the fallen cartoon assassin into his arms as a father would a child, he began dashing through the downhill obstacle course that could potentially mean their squashing and maybe even their squishing if they weren't quick enough! Calling back to three figures now shrouded in the flour mist, "I cannot tell a lie, I hoooookkkeeeed an apple pie!" Strangely enough in perfectly tuned musical harmony each of the three dark figures replied a single line, "Its on a tree," "Beneath the sea," "Above the bright blue sky!"
As the true Ion raced down the halls, no longer caring where he was going, a trail of dust shot up behind him and his feet became a leaping, running, circled blur. The three silhouettes all dressed in similar attire, each adjusted their top hats before assuming a wide legged sumo-like stance. One reached for the burning rope within the shattered lamp and with a little giggle told the others, "I like fireworks. Do you want to be fireworks?" Without further hesitation he tossed the flaming fuse into the highly concentrated flour just as the stone began to enter the dusty air. The resulting Boom! echoed through the hallway deafening the retreating Ion and bathing every attached hall in brilliant red, yellow, blue and even green light.
Whether the explosion and the clone's effort combined were enough to stop the menacing tea cup killer was yet to be seen though...
Would Sticky-head-baguette-smacking-hat-eater and Mad-hatter-nonsense-talking-teacup-lover make it out unsquished?
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Post by Shast on Sept 6, 2009 17:41:05 GMT -8
The still unconscious Gush awoke to find himself being carried by Ion in a crude and queasy fashion. Rather than struggled to get free Gush figured it was best that Ion was doing the carrying, he clearly ran faster than himself did. Gush covered his eyes in an attempt to not see the obstacles and debris that came dangerously close to hitting the duo but his eye covering gesture proved futile as his eagerly curious eyes poked themselves out between his fingers.
Gush's eyes shot out of his fingers and his jaw dropped to almost the ground as Ion came up on something that Gush never thought he would ever see... A giant cookie! It's sheer size was blocking and way to get by it, it's arms were made of cookie as were it's short and stubby legs, somehow they were fully movable without crumbling or breaking. The beasties mouth was at least twice the size of Ion and himself combined and it's eyes eye big chips of chocolate! This cookie must have been super deluxe double stuffed chocolate chip seeing as there were no clear way to get through it, it was too thick for just force.
Seeing his only opportunity before it was too late Gush wriggled his way from Ion and leaped towards the giant cookie; his chops wet with anticipation and his claws hungry for cookie!
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Post by Ion on Sept 6, 2009 21:33:30 GMT -8
7 The moment Gush leaped forward from his arms in a flurry of slavering chops and devouring hands, Ion was sent off balance and went sliding amongst the stalagmites and graveled floor. In a storm of poorly animated dust, Ion slid to a stop at the foot of the enormous, elephant sized monster cookie. Boy was it a monster cookie! Scrambling to his feet, Ion adjusted his askew hat and dusted off his pants in order to look semi-decent for the manly hunk of cookie. Whistling at awe and admiration alike he whispered, "Merry-go-round~ What a chunk-a-hunk-a-cookie goodness!" Catching himself staring into those deep chocolate brown eyes of the enormous cookie he couldn't help be feel enamored by its impressive presence. Feeling slightly flustered Ion broke his gaze and a slight blush crept across his cheeks. Suddenly in his minds eye, the vision of three other specter's crept across his sight. Confused he glanced around and saw through the eyes of his three clones that the boulder that had been such a menace to them mere moments ago was now reduced to a large pile of rubble. Having shattered along its center, the ball had simply continued to crack under its own weight. Then, just as quickly as it had appeared, the vision faded. The last sight he glimpsed through their eyes was their bodies quickly popping and scattering rainbow coloured bubbles around the mess. Shaking his head to clear the multi-colored dots from his own eyes, Ion couldn't help but notice the monster cookies enormous arms and heavyset, rounded shoulders. Grinning to himself, Ion slowly approached the cookie and spoke in softened tones to it, "You're just my type of biscuit. Sidling up against its broad arm, Ion carefully and stealthily withdrew a full tea pot from his sleeve. Gazing up into its sweet, dark eyes, Ion gave it an almost teasing smile before finishing his previous thought, "How would you like to join me with tea?"With hardly a stress on the word 'with', Ion immediately began pouring steaming hot tea all down its doughy arm. The effect was almost instant, the cookie hand began to crumble under its own weight and the wonderful tea soaked pastry gave off a pleasant aroma of a warm desert served during tea time. Though Ion did not stop at merely one tea pot he quickly opened the lid on the one in his hand and pulled out with a loud fwip two brand new, full tea pots. Continuing his crusade for the perfect tea time snack, Ion poured the tea over the monster cookie's leg. Only stopping to occasionally pull a fresh tea pot out of obscure places such as empty tea pots, his top hat, from behind the cookie's 'ear', and notably enough, once through the end of his own cane.
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Post by Shast on Sept 7, 2009 10:00:02 GMT -8
The monster cookie's limbs crumbled into a goopy mushy mess and plopped onto the ground with a shplop. In a moaning voice the monster cooking roared in a >voice that sounds like this< "You fools don't understand what your up against!" and with that his lumpy piles of tea filled cookie clumps began to shake and in a poof of dust turn into several smaller monster cookies! "heahahahaha! Get them my minions!"
With their masters command the mini cookie monsters, which looked exactly like the larger one yet were only 2 feet tall lunged at Ion, burying him with their cookie power! Meanwhile Gush had leaped onto the cookie monsters head and was digging away at him. the beastie unaware of this because he's a cookie, they can't feel pain anyway. Before long Gush wasn't even visible and was completely inside the cookie monstrosity, where he fought tooth and nail against the cookie's ravenous mini chocolate chips; his face quickly became covered in chocolate as his stomach expanded to at least 4 times it's normal size!
Meanwhile the cookie monster had regrown his limbs with Ion distracted, His new arms shot out of his body and stretched into the walls, cracking them. His legs, rather than regrow to their former cookie glory became the base of a TANK! "You're sacrifice will not be in vain, mini-me's!!" and with that shredded his wheels from the back forward leaving a huge cloud of dust and a huge grin on it's face raced towards Ion and his mini selves in an attempt to run them over!
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