can somebody make a new thread, that ppl will keep alive? i know the never-ending story thread and the taco thread are good, and theres a few other good threads out there but lets face it: we need variety, and more than we alrdy have. id do it myself, but im creative enuff to make one. aw what the heck, ill give it a try.

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"There are three kinds of men: Those who learn by reading, the few who learn by observing, and then there's those guys that just have to pee on the electric fence for themselves."

Okay, post as u like. 1 permanent char per person, u can spawn and kill whoever u like tho. rules r as follows:

1. play ur OWN char... ahh forget that rule.
2. ok, just try to keep the thread goin ok??
3. introduce ur char before u do anything else.

aight, here goes:

Big the Fry jumps out of the Spooky Taco thread, smelling of evil Mexican foods. however, he lands hard and gets knocked out. He wakes up a week later lying in an alleyway in Atlantis next to an empty beer bottle and an abused barbie doll, which immediately runs away screaming, somehow.

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"There are three kinds of men: Those who learn by reading, the few who learn by observing, and then there's those guys that just have to pee on the electric fence for themselves."

[This message has been edited by Big_Fry (edited July 09, 2003).]

Mikeyman, sitting down in his apartment, stuffed his face with waffles. He then drank some maple syrup to wash it down. Opening a pack of cheese, he noticed he was out of poppyseed muffins. He proceeded shoving cheese slices in his mouth, not noticing that the plastic wrap was still on them. Suddenly he stopped, sitting still. I'm getting tired of this. All I do is eat waffles, poppyseed muffins, and cheese. Then I play with my Waffleman action figures. Then maybe I play Waffleman: The Video Game. The same thing over and over for a year, ever since I went out on my own. I need...an adventure. And I need to stop my addiction to waffles. Mikeyman sat there for a couple minutes, thinking. Then he burst out laughing. He shook his head smiling and ate some more waffles.
Mikeyman was walking down the street in the city, going to the store, to buy some more muffins. He whistled Waffleman's theme song and checked his wallet to see how much money he has left. He stopped when he saw he was out of money. Mikeyman turned his wallet upside down and shook it. A quarter and two cents fell out. He looked grimly at the change in his hand. Hmm...I need cash. Now. I could street dance...naw, I don't get much money from that. It frightens and nauseates too many people when I belly dance. What else?... He stopped to think. Mikeyman decided against being a hobo, begger, orphan, and just lying in the streets, growing facial hair at an early age. I sat down by a building, frustrated. I'm too young to get any type of job...I can't wait four more years 'till I'm 16! He thought. He sat there, sadly looking down on the ground as he realized he would have to go to some kind of orphanage if he wanted to survive any longer.

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| mikeyman wuz here |
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[This message has been edited by mikeyman (edited September 21, 2003).]

[This message has been edited by mikeyman (edited September 28, 2003).]

Well, Big_Fry, it doesn't look like it's going to happen.

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

Some people call me Michael. Some people call me waffle. Some people call me disturbing. Some people call me crazy. Some people call me...
Mikeyman.

Thrawn42689 the "freelancer" was flying along one day in his Apache helicopter when he spotted an orphanage.
"I wonder if I can hit that from here on my first try." he thought. Then he blew up the orphanage.
"Yes!" he shouted triumphantly. "Now I shall destroy all the orphanages in the world!"

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Mikeyman was trudging down the street toward the orphanage. He sighed and put his hands in his pockets. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted an Apache in the sky. He looked and saw several missiles fly out toward the orphanage form the Apache. The building exploded only a few dozen feet in front of him. He heard manical laughter as the Apache flew away. Mikeyman just sat bewildered at what just happened, trying to recollect his thoughts.

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

Thrawn42689 watched as mikeyman sat pathetically by the front step of the orphanage. "You poor little child." He called from the helicopter. "Have a teddy bear!" Thrawn42689 tossed a big brown squishy fuzzy teddy bear to mikeyman. Little did mikeyman know, the teddy bear was a killer assassin robot from Alpha Centauri! DUN DUN DUN!

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Just before the evil teddy bear assassin activates, Echoman squishes it with a mallot. As the robot tries to get up, Echoman stamps it down with his foot. Thrawn42689 spots Echoman and decides to machine gun him down but at the last moment, Echoman uses mikeyman's body as a sheild. By throwing the mallot, Echoman was able to ground Thrawn42689's helicopter for good. But out of the burning wreckage, Thrawn42689 stands up. Now Echoman and Thrawn42689 meet face to face...

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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

Thrawn42689 kicks Echoman and hops into a nearby tank. He sends a depleted uranium shell hurtling into Echoman's midst, then the tank sprouts rockets and flies off to find more orphanages.

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But little did Thrawn42689 know, Echoman grabed mikeyman at the very last second to block the shell. Unfortunately, Echoman can not use mikeyman as a shield any more because mikeyman's body has just been blow to 34 million pieces. Echoman cleans off mikeyman's blood and guts off his shirt and gets up.

"I'll stop your terror on this world," yelled Echoman.

Echoman follows Thrawn42689's tank tracks. He looks around him to see the destruction of Thrawn42689's.

"I will get you. But you shall come to me. For I have your credit card." Echoman waves Thrawn42689's Visa card. Thrawn42689 had droped it when the helicopter crashed.

(let's limit Thrawn42689 to Thrawn)

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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

"Ha!" Thrawn calls from his flying tank. "You fool! That card expired two years ago! And I'm going to assassinate George W. Bush now. Ta-ta!"

Thrawn flies away, cackling like an irritated rectum.

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"Oh no! This card is useless!" said Echoman. He throws down the Visa card in the dusty dirt. "And now he gonna kill Bush!! If he dies, there will be nothing for America to laugh at! Not good!"

But Echoman just had an idea. He picks up Thrawn's card and calls the Visa card company.

"Sorry, we don't offer Thrawn's personal credit." said the phone operator.

"I have weed." said Echoman.

The operator was silent for a moment. "Okay, what do you want to know."

"What did Thrawn buy two years ago?" responded Echoman.

"Well, alot of Playboy mags. And then a killer teddy bear. It came from Massassi Robotics"

Robots! Echoman had a plan. He called up 1-800-KILL-BOTS. Time was running out..

"Hi! Can I order the robot version of George Bush?"

"Ok. Where should I drop it off?" answered the worker.

"In front of the White House please."

"Ok. Are you sexy?"

"..."

Echoman now hopes Thrawn will kill the wrong president while Echoman saves the real Bush. The plan must work...


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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

Echoman asks for a robotic Bush he gets Ganondorf in a Bush mask...

"Get out of the car!" yells a man from behind

"Fine you don't have to shove and why did you glue this mask on." says Ganondorf

But before he can get a answer the car speeds off.

"Woah nice house..." says Ganondorf as he looks over at the white house but deep down inside he wonders why he is here and what will happen to him in the near future.

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"Hmmm, I guess this isn't the best looking robot" said Echoman. He was looking on in a nearby bush on the White House lawn. While Ganondorf wanders aimlessly around the building, Echoman enters the house thru a window. He was looking for the real President Bush in every hall and room until he found him.

"President Bush. You are in great danger. You must come with me." exclaimed Echoman.

"Can I put on some pants?" said Bush.

".ummm...nasty.."

Echoman, with the President in one hand, runs down the halls to exit the building. But along the way we runs violently into Ganondorf. But because time was very short, Echoman accidently grabs Ganondorf and leaves the real George Bush behind. They jump out a window and lands in front of the lawn. Overhead, the sound of a hovering tank could be heard.

"Crap." proclaimed Echoman.

They both hide in a nearby bush. Echoman doesn't know he left the real President in the house.

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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

The tank rumbles to a halt above the White House. An enourmous laser shoots down from the tank and the White House explodes!


"Holy poo!" Echoman whispers to Ganondorf. "Good thing you're the real President Bush!"
"Er...yeah." Ganondorf realized he was going to be running the country from now on. And he had some big changes in store for America.

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(NSP: Dang, I've died in two threads now...And I didn't even do it. Time for a new character!...or not.

Oh well, I probably don't want to be around when Ganondorf "changes" America. *shudders*)

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

[This message has been edited by mikeyman (edited October 02, 2003).]

Bush's dead burning corpse flys out of the explosion and lands in the lawn.

"What" yelled Echoman. "You're not the real Bush!! Imposter!" Echoman slaps Ganondorf. Because the first slap was amusing, Echoman slaps Ganondorf again.

"What are we going to do?! Thrawn is destroying the country in his stupid tank. The real president is dead. Mikeyman is still dead. Arrgh, what to do??" exclaimed Echoman. He keeps pacing back and forth.

"Wait. Ganondorf, you look like Bush so people will think you are Bush. And in the state of an emergency, you get complete control of the government. Ganondorf, you must use your power to stop Thrawn any way possible. Sent in military or something. Please don't forget what I told you!!" Echoman kicks Ganondorf in the rear. "Get going!"

Now Echoman takes a seat on the lawn. "Now what is Thrawn's next target?! I can't think of anything!" thought Echoman. There were no clues present.

Meanwhile next to the helicopter wreckage, mikeyman's pieces of his body slowly form together. In a matter of minutes, his body was completely restored.

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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

OOC: Please stay, mikeyman! We love you! Anyway, this is the best story ever.

Thrawn flies low through the streets of Washington D.C., blowing up random pedestrians and cars. He laughs evilly at the puny police cars that drive below his tank, flashing their lights at them like so many [edited for content]. Suddenly, he spots Monica Lewinsky running around in circles in the middle of the street. Chuckling, he uses his tank's tractor beam to abduct her. Thrawn turns the tank to the right, and flies out to sea. Who knows where he might appear next?

Ganondorf is sitting at his desk at the White House, talking to the army guys.
"How many nuclear missiles do we have?" asks Ganondorf evilly.

Meanwhile, mikeyman has joined Echoman, worrying outside the White House, although he is still looking for an orphanage. Poor soul.

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Meanwhile inside the white house...

"I know we can make a grand clone army!" said Ganondorf

"Well work on that sir..." said one of his cheifs of staff nevously.



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The moment Thrawn abducted Monica, Bill Clinton woke up in an instant. He had a bad feeling inside.

"My Monica Lewinsky senses are tingling! Is my Monica in trouble?!" Bill said. He got up from his bed and walked over to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and took some medication.

"She must be in trouble! And it must be George Bush's fault!! Its always George Bush's fault!" Bill picked up a rifle and loaded it. "Bush will pay!"

Clinton left his house in search for Bush.

Meanwhile, Echoman and mikeyman saw the destruction of Washington DC. There were buildings crushed and the streets were littered with choas. "Why?!! Why?!" said Echoman.

They were both walking down the street when they met a guy. He was very scared.

"Which way did the tank go?" asked Echoman.

The man was shaking quite a lot. He pointed east.

"East of Washington DC??! That's toward to the ocean!" Echoman took some time to think. "Why would he go toward water? Where can he land...like a...base??"

Both Echoman's and mikeyman's eyes were wide open. "He must have a secret island base!....but how do we find him?...maybe we can rent a boat."

So Echoman and mikeyman hopelessly look for a secret island in a canoe. They do not know where Thrawn really is.

"Where are you Bush!" said Clinton. He arrived at DC.

(can we make Ganondorf in the White House Secret Base. The real house was blown to bits :P)

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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

OOC: Ganondorf can be at the Pentagon.

Thrawn roared across the ocean in his flying tank, churning up the surf as he went.
"Ah!" he said satisfied-ly. "I have reached my secret island--BRITLAND! Good thing nobody knows about my secret base here, except my secret cabinet of British Massassians!" Thrawn cackled evilly as he brought the tank in for a landing atop a tall skyscraper in London.

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Tony sits around watching some... movie... on TV, stuffing his face with sausage sandwiches, bacon, egg and Birdseye Potato Waffles. And Coke. Unbeknownesed to him, he would be teleported in 32 minutes and 17 seconds to a secret location of Thrawn's devising.

32 minutes and 17 seconds later, he pings out and pings in on top of the skyscraper which Thrawn appeared on.

"Dood! That's 1337!" he laughs as he wraas Thrawn a greeting. Things can only go downhill.

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'Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes,
Some call it the slums, some call it nice.
I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home,
"Welcome to Paradise"'

Alert! Alert!

This warning was flashing inside the Canadian Secret Security Force base. Evidently, the Canadian satellites (disguised as block of cheese) had picked signals of an object that had crossed the Artlantic Ocean. "What could this thing be?" asked the commander of the Security Force.

"Well, it was this unidentified flying metal object that suddenly blasted off from Washington DC." responed the soldier.

"Hmmm...maybe the Americans are planning something. And, by judging the place this thing landed, British forces are involved! My word, they are up to something, eh!"

"What should we do?!"

"Sent in the Elite Canadian Ninjas!" ordered the commander.

The Elite Canadian Ninjas were a group of highly trained soldiers. In order to protect their existence, they wear cloaking devices and are trained to take out anyone who makes contact with them. Their weapons are swords and throwing knives. In a operation, they are swift and cunning and leave no trace of their presence. These ninjas are a group no person wants to meet.

"We shall deploy the ninjas at the skyscraper the object was last seen. They must see what is going on and take home information. They must not fail."

Late at night, the ninjas parachuted from a aircraft above to the roof of the base. There were 6 of them. Looks like Thrawn and the British Massassians will be having company...

Echoman and mikeyman continue rowing toward somewhere.





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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

The ninjas watched Thrawn and Tony meet each other and enter the building.

"Strange Tony, I feel we're being watched..." said Thrawn.

They were. The operation began. 2 ninjas went in the ventilation system. The other ninjas went through a small hole in the wall they had made.

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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

Tony headed up to the command room on floor 66 of the skyscraper unaware of the ninjas despite having a briefcase shredded with throwing stars and a minor headache. He presses a few buttons randomly and turns around, seeing the two ninjas had been Puglerd.

"Oh my kak... what is that?" gasped Tony.
"Our Puglifier. It puglifies our enemies." replied Thrawn.
"Is that it?" came the relpy. "You could at least kick them in the groin first..."

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'Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes,
Some call it the slums, some call it nice.
I want to take you through a wasteland I like to call my home,
"Welcome to Paradise"'

Thrawn and Tony strode into Tony's office, the glass wall overlooking the city, to find CoolMatty, Thrawn's fellow American operative and arch-rival.

"You," said Thrawn, a flicker of disgust crossing his ruggedly handsome features.

"Ah, I see you're back from your little errand." CoolMatty sneered.

"Actually, I was on a vacation, you idiot." Thrawn was getting angry.

CoolMatty smirked. "I can beat you at SS3 using only pipe bombs."

Thrawn lunged at CoolMatty, but Tony quickly grabbed his hair and pulled him back.

"Bad Thrawn!" cried Tony angrily. "BAD BAD Thrawn!"

CoolMatty sneered. "You may just have to get a leash for the little poo, Tony. As for me, I have to take a crap." He quickly left the room.

"I'm seriously considering that at the moment. Thrawn, go get cleaned up. Your clothes are a mess." Thrawn walked off in the direction of the dormitory facilities.

Tony sighed as he leaned back in his chair, surveying the foggy city of London. If all went to plan, soon all hell would break loose.

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While CoolMatty was walking down the halls, a ninja jumped on top of him from the ventilation system and knocked CoolMatty unconscious. The ninja quickly searched the pockets of CoolMatty and found XXX mags and a file of papers. On the file, the words read:

-Thrawn's Secret Very Evil Plans #42689-

"Bingo, looks like this guy has been snooping around." thought the ninja. He swiftly went back in the vent systems. With the plans stolen from CoolMatty (which was stolen from Thrawn), Thrawn's evil scheme may face trouble if he doesn't get the plans back.

CoolMatty got up and didn't remember a thing.

Meanwhile, Echoman and mikeyman seem to go in circles in their boat. Mikeyman starts to complain.

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"x=2?! Them fightin' words."

"I'm hungry." Mikyeman complains. "We're going in circles, aren't we?" Echoman says. "Yep. Man, I knew I should have packed more than a just one box of waffles!"
"Will you shut up about the waffles!"
"I'm hungry!"
"I know, but be quiet! I'm trying to concentrate."
"Concentrate?! Concentrate on going in circles?"
"Maybe if you would help, we would be going somewhere!"
"There's only one paddle!"
"Well then sit down and shut up."
"This is boring. Mikeyman the writer, can I go to a different story?"
Mikeyman the writer: "No, you're dead in one of them, and the other we just posted on, so we need to wait for someone else to post."
Mikeyman the character: Come on, join a new story! Or make a new one! Get your butt over to the NES you said you would join months ago!"
Mikeyman the writer: "I decided I didn't really want to! Get back in the story."
Mikeyman the character: "Uhh...you know, Echoman looks confused and disturbed."
Mikeyman he writer: "That's why I told you not to speak to me again while we're SPing."
Mikeyman the character: "Whatever. Fine. I'll stop disobeying the laws of common sense."
*Everything goes back to normal*
"...What the heck..." Echoman says, confused. "What?" Mikeyman replies.

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

Thrawn emerged from the walk-in closet in his new getup: A long silvery trenchcoat and sunglasses a-la The Matrix Reloaded. He has two silver Desert Eagles in holsters on either side. "Why the weapons?" you ask. The fact was, Thrawn had just discovered plan #42689 missing. And he knew just where to get it back.

CoolMatty was walking dizzily down the hall, trying to figure out where he was and where he was going. Suddenly, the sound of a gun cocking caught his attention. The cold barrel of a fifty-cal against his temple stopped him dead in his tracks.

"Hand over the plans," came Thrawn's rich, modulated voice, distorted with restrained anger. "Now."

CoolMatty frantically searched his pockets for the plans, but found nothing.

"Idunnhavit!" CoolMatty mumbled, his voice slurred from the recent attack. Suddenly, a ninja came swinging out of nowhere towards them. Thrawn's second DE was in his hand in an instant, and he emptied an entire clip into the ninja's masked face. It wasn't a pretty sight. The hall was instantly awash with bubbling maroon ninja blood. The ninja's decapitated corpse hurtled past Thrawn and rammed straight into CoolMatty, smashing him through the window and seventy-two stories down into the ocean.

CoolMatty scrambled to get on top of the water, nearly drowning in the polluted London rain even as he got afloat. The ninja's body splashed next to him, and a red cloud surrounded them both.

"Oh no!" yelped CoolMatty as dark shapes began to circle underwater. "Sharks!"

Suddenly, out of the fog emerged a boat carrying two dark figures.

"I want waffles now!" said one of them angrily.

Realizing it was his only hope for survival, CoolMatty called out.

"OMGHELPME!!!11 KTHXBYE"

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(NSP: OOooookay, I didn't read the last post very closely...nevermind about this post. )
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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

[This message has been edited by mikeyman (edited October 03, 2003).]

"Should we save him?" Mikeyman said nervously. Echoman shrugged. "Why not?" he said. Echoman dived into the water. Then he remembered he couldn't swim.
"Now we have two people drowning!" Mikeyman cried. "Heellpp!" they both shouted. "I dunno...got any waffles?" Mikeyman smirked. "MIKEYMAN!!" Echoman yelled at the top of his lungs. "Okay, okay..." Mikeyman dives in and drags both of them up thanks to his supernatural strength due to the fact that is is a fictional story on a message board dedicated to a 6-year-old game.
"Uh oh...looks like I'll have to do mouth-to-mouth to that other guy..." Mikeyman comments. Mikeyman puts his face close to CoolMatty's. Suddenly CoolMatty screams "OH [BLEEP] NO!!"
He coughs out some water and shakes his head violently. "You okay?" Echoman asks. "I think," he responds. Mikeyman and Echoman look at each other, turn back and yells, "Who are you?"



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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

(NSP: You know what's odd? Big_Fry doesn't even post on this anymore.)

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

Suddenly, Echoman noticed a dead body wash up on the shore.

"Hey!" Echoman exclaimed. "That looks like a ninja!" Echoman examined a tag protruding from the ninja's back. "ECN," he read. "That must stand for...uh...I dunno...Elite Canadian Ninjas or something."
Suddenly a knife whizzed out of nowhere, missing Echoman completely and bouncing off a rock. Ignoring this, Echoman pulled a strange piece of paper out of the ninja's pocket. "Thrawn's Plan Number 42689!" He read. This is it! He jumped up into the air in happines, and another knife flew towards him, but again missed completely. "MOTHER, FATHER, MIKEYMAN, I HAVE FOUND IT!"

What it was, he had no idea. But it had to be important for the sake of the story. It was up to him and mikeyman to save the galax--er, USA from certain doom!

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Mikeyman grinned and opened up the paper as Echoman dodged knifes. "Hm...what the...it's in some kind of code...I can't read it," Mikeyman frowned. "Can you...uh...Echoman?" He was dodging knifes still.
Mikeyman shrugs and walks up a hill to a large building, turning his stupidity on maximum. "Maybe the nice people in here can help me read this..." he remarks and he walks up the hill. Little does Mikeyman realize that it is Thrawn's mansion.


(NSP: Meh, another short post...)

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

"You do that mikeyman. We need some more waffles too. Ask them for waffles." said Echoman. He was examining the plans while more knives flew in the air.

CoolMatty stood shivering. He was trying to regain his senses. In the corner of his eye, he saw mikeyman going toward the door of Thrawn's base. Panic set in. CoolMatty didn't want to meet Thrawn and Tony again. He wanted to avoid trouble. In a hurry, CoolMatty grabed Echoman and the plans and threw them in a nearby speed boat on the harbor. He started the boat up and drove away in a fast pace. Mikeyman was left alone at Thrawn's front door.

"Wh--Where are we going?" said Echoman.

"To MY base. There you will help me build Thrawn's Dooms Day device and use it to destroy Thrawn's base. He will have nothing left!! The British Massassians will be no more!" responed CoolMatty.

"I don't want to help you!"

"Yes you will." said CoolMatty. He held up a gun.

The boat was speeding away but it wasn't going toward America. It was going to Cuba.

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Mikeyman creaked up the door. "Anyone here? I need help decoding Thrawn's plan number 42689!"
Suddenly 2 guards came rushing in. "Did you say, Thrawn's plan number 42689!" one of them asked. "Yeah, can you help me decode it? I need to stop Thrawn, but I forgot why."
The two guards slowly looked at each other. "Yyesssss...we'll help you. Come into this room..." one of them said. Mikeyman looked at the sign. It said, "Detention Center". "Why are you taking me into there?" he asked. "Umm...that's also where we...uh...decode stuff." a guard replied. Mikeyman stared at the sign for a while, then stared at the guards. "Okay!" Mikeyman said brightly.
He handed over the secret plan paper. the first guard stifled his laughter. They led poor, stupid Mikeyman into the Detention Center.

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

"What? This only Part 2 of the plan." yelled the guard at mikeyman. "Where is Part 1??!!."

"Well, well its out side. Echoman has it." responsed mikeyman.

The guards took a look outside and saw nothing. The went back and slapped mikeyman twice. "Where is it??!!" yelled one of the guards.

"Report to Lord Thrawn at once. Say we have a prisoner." said a guard.

"Me...prisoner??" responed mikeyman. He had no clue what's going on.

In a matter of minutes, Thrawn and Tony came down see their new prisoner. Both of them have "ways" to extract information.

But meanwhile, CoolMatty and Echoman was going closer and closer to the Cuban base.

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Gammasts sits up in his chair as the on board computer bleeps about how his ship just entered orbit of Earth. He sets the ship on auto-orbit, however, the computer gives a failure warning.

"Kak-nabbit!" Boasted Gammasts. The ship began to take a direct course into the planet.

As the flaming cargo ship plumeted towards earth, Gammasts hailed down to the flight control center on Base 1337 near by the ocean. "May-day! May-day!" Gammasts called out to the control tower. "Welcome to Burger King, Can I take your order?" came back from the radio. Gammasts then realized that the com channel was set to the wrong relay station.

As Gammasts tried to call out again, the ship took a swoop as it reached nearer and nearer to the ground. The ship was diving so fast that the clouds outside were just a blur.

Suddenly the ship impacted upon a large bunker. Gammasts shook his head out, as it felt like the Earth was spining around. All of a sudden the saftly parachute deployed. "Stupid piece of Kak", Yelled Gammasts.

Gammasts got out of the ship and inspected the damage. 3 bodies were stuck under the ship. Each were wearing name tags: Tony, Guard 1, Guard 2. Gammasts looked around more and saw a dark-shady figure flee from the wreckage and jump on a jeep and drive away.

As Gammasts was looking around, he ran into Mikeyman. Mikeyman grabbed him and pulled up a gun he stole from the fallen guard. "I'm not going to hurt you", said Gammasts. "Oh, ok", replied Mikeyman.

"Thanks alot", Mikeyman responded. "np", said gammasts. Gammasts looked around and saw that his cargo was spilled all over the place. Gammasts peeled off one of the waffles from his cargo container off the wall. "Waffles anyone?" blurted Gammasts.

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NSP: This takes place a little before Gammast's post.

SP:

Mikeyman was tied to a chair. He subconciously rubbed against the back of the chair and his stupidity switch embedded in his back went to the "off" position. Suddenly he realized what was going on. He could hear Thrawn's footsteps coming closer.

Mikeyman got frantic and struggled to get out of the chair. Then he got an idea. He reached in his pocket and got out his Spiked Wafflearang and started to cut the rope with it, though his arm was in a stiff position.

Thrawn opened the door to the detention center. He gasped. The prisoner was gone! The cut ropes lay in a pile by the chair. He looked at the left wall. Someone had spray painted "Mikeyman wuz here" crudely in red spray paint.

Thrawn looked at the barred window. It was perfectly normal. So was the air vent grate. The guards outside reported that no one had passed by them.

"If he didn't escape through the window, the air vent, or the door...where is he?" Thrawn said nervously. *Kkkksssshhhhhhh!* Thrawn swung around. Now the spray paint read, "Mikeyman iz here".

Suddenly, a dozen waffle ninja stars came from the shadowy part of the room. They pinned Thrawn's clothes to a wall. "Hey!" shouted Thrawn. "I...am...WAFFLEMAN!" a deep voice shouted from the shadows. "Okay, not really." a kid's voice said. Mikeyman came out from the shadows.

"Guards! Guar--" Thrawn tried to yell, but Mikeyman stuffed a year-old dirty, stinky sweat sock in his mouth. Tears welled up in Thrawn's eyes because of the atrocious stench and taste. Mikeyman looked triumphant, and ran out of the room and dashed down the hallway.

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Blue Moon Jedi Mercenaries: Book 0
Current Writers: Mikeyman and Tracer

WWWWWWAAAAAFFFFFFFFFFLLLLEESSSSSS!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA!!

I'm just your friendly neighborhood Mikeyman.

[This message has been edited by mikeyman (edited October 04, 2003).]

(Mine, cause I posted first, and I made sure no one had posted while I was writing. I checked also before I posted.)

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