Crabbok

:::::::::::An Unlikely Sacrifice:::::::::::
(Chapter 8)

The battle with Kangatron had been raging for nearly an hour. Buildings lay in waste, as laser beams shot forth from Kangatron's evil eyes. Shotgun blasts rang out through the air, as Brailyn the Cocksuckercaller spent his last remaining shells trying to somehow damage the mechanical juggernaut. The cherry from Brailyn's Cigar grew bright red. He stopped for a second, as an idea had finally come to him. He shouted for Darth Spudz and Crabbok to assemble to him. After discussing his plan with the others, they all nodded in agreement, and then dropped their weapons. Darth Spudz's Red lightsaber hissed, as it extinnguished upon hitting the ground. Kangatron raised it's giant mechanical foot in a movement to stomp on the 3 fighters. As his foot was raised high, Brialyn shouted at the beast.
"Hey, you cocksucker!!!" His words seemed to freeze time, and only the echoe of his insult coudl be heard for what seemed like an hour. "I'm Talking to you!" Screamed an infuriated Brailyn, as he spit out his cigar and clecnhed his fists.

The beast opened his mouth to respond, but the only sound that coudl be heard woudl best be descriped as the audible equivalent of the code from The Matrix. Meanwhile, Darth Spudz and Crabbok were chanting some sort of summoning ritual. Kangatron noticed that Brailyn was merely trying to distract him, so without further delay he dropped his foot on Brailyn's head. It was at this key moment that the summoning ritual was finally complete, and with a flashy of brilliant light, Laalon-Taint appeared before Crabbok and Darth Spudz.

"What in the hell?!" he gasped, exousted from the summon. Nearly all of his energy had been drained from him.

"Quick, we have to get out of here!" shouted Darth-Spudz. Just as he spoke, a bright light coudl be seen from the sky. It was Rigo-Taco's Spirit Bomb from Chapter 5! It was finally complete and targetting Laalon-Taint! Before Brailyn died, he had read some of the previous chapters and knew that the spirit bomb would head toward Laalon-Taint. The bright light quickly descended upon them, and killed all 3, plus the mechanical monstrosity, known only as Kangatron.

After the incredible explosion, a door opened from an alleyway. Nymph-emo emerged, with a tiny smirk, and went to take a shower. Upon pulling back the shower curtain, Nymph-emo was shocked to see a naked, sleeping body. It was none other than Sorbic-The-Stud, returned from bannland.

.........Next Chapter: A new species of pancake.........

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Zinh

woot

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Brailyn

I didn't want to die

Crabbok

maybe you had tower of stone up and are only "ASSUMED" dead.... or maybe you got pieces of brain scattered across the countryside.

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Laalon

OMG, I died... /sadface.

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Rinion

don't worry, this is crabbok. I bet he throws in a majin boo reference next and all your pieces ozz back together and reform into super cocksucker-caller taco taint man.

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"Before one can identify anything as "gray", one has to know what is black and what is white. In the field of morality, this means that one must first identify what is good and what is evil. And when a man has ascertained that one alternative is good and the other evil, he has no justification for choosing a mixture. " Ayn Rand

Schlebbert

Here's a better story, alright...

The Geppings were the evolution of the Leppings after the war in the pit of Ted Beddings where the Thorquoons took over. The butterdriver man once loaded pancakes into the pit. The Geppings said, "Ule TEB GEP!!!" Butterdriver man = D3dz. Bei! Aushwenzwep, Ep! Ep! Ten kilominutes later, the Ratooties has returned some more income taxes for the Mesobakkings. Upon this, the Mesobakkings were not pleased about what happened in the pit, so 2 hours later, they had to manually pour ink cartridges in many, many blooming flowers all over the World of Debbington. "WOOOSH!" said the Large black beetle, as he fell into the pit of Ted Beddings and the man gave away a free Fingledorp of foop! The Turtle Wars of the South Debbington III is a great book to read and learn about the dominant male force of Schlebberts and their rivals, the Jellops. Schlebberts then made a new specie called a Flebbert. Flebberts were like the pawns in the chess game but deep inside they are truly the sons of Schlebberts. All of the sudden, the Jellops immediately killed all of the Schlebberts and by surprise, Flebberts screamed, "Oh my Gekkkk....v.f.f" and killed the Jellops to win the Turtle Wars!

If Mary and Susan were both studying Psychology, and Thomas is studying Scientology; who ate more Cinnamon Toast Crunch for dinner? Jeff...or Jiff? HINT: NO forks were involved.

Crabbok

Don't you fucking try to de-rail my thread. Make your own god damned thread~!

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Crabbok

::::::::::::A New Species of Pancake::::::::::::::
(Chapter 9:Final Chapter)

Sorbic walked up to Nymph-Emo and stroked her purple hair. There was a deep embraced, followed by some fluid exchanges and someone taking a bite out of a pickle in the sexiest way possible. That night they held each other and did many unspeakable things to each other. In the morning they each had stinky fingers.
The next day Sorbic-The-Stud felt like playing a video game. He went to Nymph-Emo's Playstation 3 and found a box for Grand Theft Auto 4, but the box was empty. In a rage, Sorbic stripped off his clothing, grabbed 2 handguns, and kicked down a door leading out into the street. Sorbic began killing innocent people, one by one until he had expended all of his ammunition. By this time the police were on their way, but got distracted by a pretty pink elephant downtown, so they probably weren't coming.

Sorbic-The-Stud stopped in a gunstore to reload and when he emerged he was met by a large purple pancake man, with visible chunks of peanut butter! It was Schleb-Dong reborn! Somehow he had been summoned back by the Evil Sorcerer Fortune-500!
Schleb-Dong smacked Sorbic back, sending his body flying 30 feet into a wall. Sorbic locked and loaded and ran back towards Schleb-Dong, guns blazing. Little pieces of pancake flew from the purple body, but no serious damage was done. Schleb dong swang his cake-like arms again at Sorbic, but Sorbic narrowly sidestepped into a bucket filled with vomit. Kicking this bucket aside... he shot a few more rounds into the purple pancake monster. It was at this time that the monster backed away. Fortune-500, the evil sorcerer stepped out from behind a giant peanut butter billboard, and made his way to Sorbic. Sorbic had only one bullet left, so he had to make it count.

Just as Sorbic was ready to shoot.... Fortune-500 split into 2 copies of the same person, then each copy split into 2 more. The 4 turned into 8, then the 8 turned into 16, and so on until there was five hundred of the same man.
"Which one is the REAL Fortune-500?!?!" Said all of them simultaneousl, as they all begand casting some sort of evil spell.

Just then a Helicopter began it's descent, and Portos-Swazerneggar Yelled from teh Cockpit, "Get in da-choppa!" Sorbic jumped in just as the helicopter took off and dropped a mob that killed most of the sorcerer copies, and the panckake monster.
Sorbic began to fly away as Johnny Cash began singing in the background, a new song that soothed the soul. Portos would fly Sorbic to the New Freak-Nik 2008, coming back for one time only in Atlanta. There all the booty would help him soothe his tattered mind. Sorbic and Portos banged many ladies, and drank alot of alchohol.

After all was said and done,..... there was nothing left to say or do.



THE END

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dubbers

/tear 5 out of 5 stars!