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[videogamerz2000]

And Now For Something Completely Different

Yes, a dialouge, made by videogamerz2000/Thunder Dragoon. Writing is more my style instead of making visual comics. This said, I will not try to dissapoint you, although many of you are saying at this exact moment "What the hell is this crap?! This guy oughta be banned or something..."
So, without further adieu (or whatnot) I give you, a narrative/dialogue in the works. Kudos to my friends from school for the snappy scene titles. Have more scene titles than lines. Crazy, eh?

Yet another forum war-NPF vs Gogaia or whatever the hell it's called...

Settings: Vilbert's house (not decimated) and the surrounding town area.
Time of day: Snack Time
NPFers: Whomever fit's the role.

Scene 1: Beginnings
In the basement, Kardin, Dante and Newb are playing some random fighting game....
Dante: So this is the 13th time I'ved pwned both you newbs. No pun intended.
Kardin: As long as I get to play....
Enter QueenQeeko
QQ: You guys are still down here?! Ah, whatever. Dragonsbane and I are making some burrito's and strawberry Quik upstairs.
Kardin's eyes widen and he races upstairs. QQ gives him a strange look and then turns to Dante
QQ: Aren't Jadarendir and SAAM coming over later?
Dante: Yeah, they actually called first. Said they were picking up TD off the streets. Said he was "illusioning" some shiny thing in the sewers.
Newb: So you had SAAM and Jada go and get him? If it's something shiny, we'll be waiting for them all day.
Cue laugh trick
The three look about wondering where the hell that laugh trick came from
Moments later, Shiney and RaiRai enter the room
Newb: Hey guys! Want to go downtown and throw tomatoes at random civilians?
Shiney: I'm so sick of traveling, I think I might hurl. Or ban someone. Whichever comes first.
DB and Kardin come downstairs. DB is covered in hot sauce and Kardin's face is covered in a pinkish/red substance.
Dante: What the....
DB: DON'T FUGGIN' ASK!!!

[Bailey]

In his house, working on the next part of his story, Thunder Dragoon heard someone knocking at the door.
"Now who can that be?"
He opened the door, and Newb walked in, looking very angry.
"Oh, hi, what are you here for?"
"when have i ever done anything with tomatoes? random stuff, yes, but i don't throw tomatoes at people. come to think of it, turning people into tomatoes is something i might do, but still, how would i pick up these people and throw them at each other? I have barely any upper body strength when in the form i could use to change them! I might turn into Alasp and fly around annoying them until they spontaneosly combust, but that still involves no throwing! this is character assasination in the most confusing degree! it is confusing because this is me we are talking about! STOP MAKING FUN OF MY ADHD I SAY! I WILL DESTROY ALL WHO... what was I saying?" Here Newb stops andlooks around
"Hey TD, you up for a bike ride?"
TD pushed Newb out the door and slammed it.
"I really hate door to door salesmen, I couldn't even understand what that one was selling."
With that, he went back to work on his story.

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In a darkened room, with a single lamp hanging directly overhead and flickering gently, Lycanthrope sat in the only chair, a rather rickety wooden one, in front of a similar table. On the other side of the table, Queen Qeeko paced back and forth.

Lycanthrope looked down at the table at where there was a bowl of something cold and red.
"Let me get this straight, you kidnapped me, and brought me down here, so that you could force feed me ice-cream."

"yes, that is correct, why do you ask?"

"Uhhhhh, nevermind"

Lycanthrope looked down at the bowl again, then his ears pricked up. He could hear something, it sounded like someone running.

"Do you know who is running around outside?"

"What? We're in a soundproofed room at the bottom of my secret lair"

"okay, this whole situation is just getting creepier"

Then seeing her glare, he gave in, and picked up the spoon. At that moment, however, the door burst open. the calvinball flew in, knocked over the bowl of icecream, rebounded off the wall, and finally came to rest in the corner. soon afterwards, a large group of people ran in, pushing and shoving and saying things along the lines of "it's mine, I saw it first!"

"What are you all doing in here, and why did you knock over the chocolate ice-cream?"

with that, Lycanthrope had had enough. "Chocolate? I'm allergic to that! I'm outta here!"

As he ran out, Newb looked at the bowl on the floor. "If it's chocolate icecream, why is it red?"

"ahem"

"oh, right silly of me to ask. Well, in any case, I SAW IT FIRST!" Newb shouted as he dove for the calvinball.

[Dynamite220]

Finaly, issue #9

It's gona' be a slow week.

[videogamerz2000]

Scene 2: Stop laughing. Laughing time is over.

On the street, Jada has his arms down a sewer grate, holding onto TD's ankles, whom is holding onto SAAM's ankles.
Jada: Do you see it yet?
SAAM: No! All I'm finding are a bunch of old boots and some cats!
TD: Keep looking! I know I saw something shiny!
After looking a little more, something catches the corner of SAAM's eye.
SAAM: Lower me down a little more!
SAAM reaches out and strokes the sewer water with the tips of his finger. Suddenly, his head is dunked into the water. He looks around (underwater) and sees the shiny thing (finally!)
After coming back out of the water, the three return to the street.
SAAM: Ahhh! That tasted like Dr. Pepper with a hint of Ms. Salt.
Jada: Anyways, what the blork is it? Anything good? Is it edible?
TD (looks at the thing quizically): I don't know. Maybe it's something from an old advanced civilization that will someday be used to destroy our planet!
SAAM: Or it's just a button someone flushed down the toilet because it wasn't good enough.
All three nod their heads and agree, more or less.
Jada: Well, we might as well get to the party house. They've probably already eaten all the peanut butter bacon cheese sandwichs.
TD's and SAAM's eyes widen and they start tearing down the street. Jada watches them and shakes his head. SAAM and TD come back and jump into SAAM's car.
SAAM: Tell us where to go Jada! I lost the map while removing my ear wax with a golf pencil.
Seconds later, Thaumaturage comes around the corner.
Thaum: Hey gu....
SAAM throws the car into reverse and flattens Thaum. SAAM then takes off towards the house at 200 km/hr (Canadian,eh?). Thaum's robes snags the bumper and is dragged behind the car, all the way.
Thaum: Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!Ow!

[mammothtank]

And now, I proudly present: The first episode of Mammothtank Vs.!

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Edit: As promised, here's the next fight!

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[slightly aboveaverage man]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY QQ!

Or at least it is where you are. ^.^

Here's your present!

[mammothtank]

My next fight!

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Edit: Because I was bored, here's another.

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[Funka Genocide]

ok, to explain, this is a write up for a comic I am working on containing the alter egos of some of the NPF forumites. I am taking it in a serious/dramatic direction, so its a bit of a change of pace. The first character introduced is myself, the second is BMG!'s character, the gatekeeper of time, and the third is Queen Qeeko, I asked them about using their characters before I started, so don't worry about anything like that. I'd just like to mention that this is more a story board for a comic, so please forgive any patches of uninspired text, it will all become clear with illustration! (someday)

I hope you all enjoy...


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A young man in an old shrine, statues defaced by time and nature glare down upon his prostrate form, his eyes are closed and his body is motionless. He lies atop a table made of stone, pitted with age and covered in green moss; the overgrowth of vines shields him from the rising sun. He wears a tattered shirt and some worn trousers. His boots are brown and well traveled. Atop his chest lie two black metal objects.

Tools of death, exquisitely simple machines of destruction. They are his life, the death of his foes manifested in two simple weapons.

His eyes open slowly, and he hears the soft whistling of an unknown bird. He instinctually grabs the things from his chest, feels the somehow familiar grip, the only thing he truly knows at this point is that these are his. They have been imprinted by his soul, he can feel the connection he has to death and destruction, and he begins to weep.

The man stumbles from the temple, a newborn with no inkling of his purpose. Why is he here? Who is he? What is he meant to do? He does not know any of these answers, he simply feels. He feels sorrow and love, he feels fear as a distant memory, he cannot remember hate, and death pervades his being.

A jungle sprawls before him; he is atop a mountain towering over the foreboding darkness. He decides, he moves forward towards something, he does not know what…

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A young woman clothed in strange robes, she sits upon a throne of glass. A room, which exists outside of existence, a construct of her will and imagination. How long has she sat here? The years tick by as seconds, and fold in upon themselves; she has indulged herself too far this time it seems…

She stands and waves her hand, time collapses into its normal stream, reality is unharmed, her dreams go unanswered…

A tear falls from her cheek, falls from this place and ceases to be. It no longer exists, but it will never be forgotten, the same as her life. The metaphor stings, but she has cried enough on this day, this day that has spanned a decade and back, for her there is no limit save the ones she sets. Unless…

A warning in her mind, a bright flash of impending doom and all is silent…

There is, it seems, something to take her mind from the past…

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She has no tears left, her world is wreathed in flame and suffering, and she can not escape, through her heart pours things which were never meant to be, Her soul has been abducted by fate, and fate can not answer questions.

Still, she smiles as the hordes come, they thirst for her blood, a little girl adrift on a sea of malice. What fools these men are.

She can feel their anger, their hatred, in a sense, she is their anger. She is change and violence, she is Chaos!

The bandits surround her, ten at least. One man step forward ahead of the pack, he seems to be the leader.

“Hello there young lady, I dare say you travel quite unprepared through these woods! Do you not know there are bandits here?”

She is bored and uninterested, but sees a chance for entertainment in these men, she answers.

“Oh? And so what if there are, what business is it to you how I get from place to place?”
She asks curtly, not even looking at the man.

He seems a bit astonished, but continues smoothly, “You must be nobility my dear, it seems you can not see the forest for the trees, or the bandit for the gang!” with that his men begin laughing, some draw their weapons, looks of anticipation on there faces.

The smile on her face widens, revealing perfect white teeth, she is quite lovely when she smiles though so seldom do people live to talk about it.
“Nobility you say? You are quite perceptive my uncouth friend, though I dare say you have underestimated the situation. I am nobility, I am a Queen!” with that she flourished her cape and widened her stance, her eyes glowing red.

“I am the queen of destruction! I am the ruler of hell and Chaos embodied, I am Queen Qeeko!” Her eyes were no longer visible through the growing flames sprouting from them.

Several of the men jumped in fear, a few running away at the sight, the leader gripped his sword tightly, visibly shaken but not yet willing to run. “You fools, have you never seen sorcery before! This young one can not have enough power to stop us, she is playing with us, its an illusion you bastards, attack her before she can escape!” he shouted in as steady a voice as he could muster.

Those who remained began to run towards her, brandishing all manner of nasty looking weapons.

Her right arm drew her blade from its scabbard almost instinctually; the first of the men to attack her swung an ax at her head. She ducked the murderous blow and pierced the mans heart with her crimson blade. The others were too dedicated to give up now, three attacked at once, trying to overpower her through sheer brute strength. She glared at one and beams shot from her eyes, incinerating the poor mans head. The second had her blade run through his throat before he could raise a defense. The third tried a low attack, but she caught his wrist before he could follow through. He stared at her through eyes filled with terror, she punched him in the face and knocked him unconscious with her free hand.

The others had run off already, leaving the boss to face her alone.

He spoke, his voice quivering with fear, “You th th think I’ll be so easy to d d defeat?” he asked defiantly…

“Well, I hadn’t really given it much thought, you see.” and with that a gout of flame poured from her mouth, covering the bandit boss and leaving nothing but smoldering ashes.

“I don’t typically waste thoughts on the dead” and then she continued walking down the road.


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here is your obligatory "TO BE CONTINUED!!!"

[Meister]

(click to open)

Phew. Took me long enough. Sorry to the dial-up users, but there was no other way.

[mammothtank]

More adventures of Particle Mammoth in Mammothtank Vs.!

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