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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:11 pm
((This is the zany, comical, random spinoff thread for the RP titled "The Age of Chaos". Funky characters encouraged!))
It is typical day for the city of Metroville, a booming metropolis off the coast of sunny California. The city's magnificient skyline reaches towards the clouds above and reflects the gleaming sunlights down on the citizens below as they go about their daily lives. Then there are the great battles of good and evil that go on almost daily between superheros and supervillains of all sorts. Every day large portions of the town are constantly being rebuilt only to be demolished again before long by another epic battle. Who will win in the end? Only time can tell!
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Posted: Thu May 05, 2005 8:12 pm
That Guy stood atop the Sunprod Tower, one of the tallest cities in Metroville, surveying the surrounding area. His cape flapped in the wind. It was a peaceful, typical afternoon in town. There were only a few buildings on fire, and only two banks being robbed. And so far, no maniacal self-proclaimed genius had tried to take over town since noon. It was a good day.
"Ah, what a fine end to a fine day in METROVILLE!" he proclaimed in his usual tone that suggested everything he said was vastly more important than it really was. Suddenly something caught his eye. "Wait, what's this? I spy evil afoot!" He squinted and peered down into an alleyway far down below. "Why, it's the Swedish Meatball, the diminuative strongman!! What's he up to this time, I wonder? No matters.... Me, AWAYYY!!!"
And with that, he lept off the building and zoomed down to the top of a much shorter building to get a closer look at the tiny action-figure-sized villain. He was fiddling with some device he had placed on a nearby brick wall.
"Muahaha-hahaha.... that should-a do eet. Those fools will be nice and distracted when this goes off!" he said quietly to himself, then started to creep off. But he was stopped by a sudden blast of That Guy's razer vision!!!
"Not so fast, my miniscule friend!"
"Oh no you don't, meester! You won't catch me this time!!" He suddenly grabbed the device on the wall and yanked it off, hurling it at That Guy. Luckily, the hero blocked, but it exploded.
KABOOM!
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 8:45 pm
"She came zooming down on a fierce air current, hands on hips, hair blowing in the wind, Ellemere Banheart - Super Heroine Extrodinaire! So fast she could outrun a rampaging cheetah...so smart she could-"
CRASH!
Little Elle, more a mess than majectic, went face-first into the side of the fifth street tower.
"Ohhh! Dammit!" She cursed, pulling herself up from the ground. Scanning the skys, she spotted...NO! It couldn't be! THAT GUY! It was the hero of Elle's childhood. With not even a moment to dust off her inhaler, Elle was up and running, trying her best to keep pace with the super hero in flight.
"That guy!! That guy! WAIT UP!" Came her plaintive call from the ground.
Upon spotting her idol and the villain, Elle became nearly hysterical with excitement. With a couple of deep breathes from her inhalers, she sped to the scene of the crime.
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Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 8:52 pm
ZOOOOOOOOOM! ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! ZOOOOOOOOOOM! Gryo was speeding along as usual, on the sides of buildings, lightning fast. Jaming to his Mp3player...no...his SUPER mp3player! Jaming his head. "Alert alert alter, DROP THE BOMBSHELL!" He sang as he was enjoy his job. "THIS IS OUTTA CONTROL!" He raised his hand, flipped up the horns and was banging his head. Was he went to take the next step he noticed a sevear lack of solid material touching his foot. Always, there was a foreign fluid instead...Ah Air. "SHIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!" Yelled Gryo as he came tumbling down, a jet of Orange fell to the pavement road, "PAIN!" He yelled as a loud crack echo'd as he hit the hard ground. "ZOMBIE JESUS MONKIE!" He jumped up and danced the pain away, accidently running staright into That Guy...who seemed to be oddly charred.
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