The End, and they all lived happily ever after with face lifts

------------------
If you insult me, I will disregard it, if you kick me, that would hurt

*Meanwhile, in the Anime Writers' dimension*

*The scene opens on a beautiful California horizon, with a blazingly blue ocean and a warm beach. The camera pans down to a highway running along the beach, to a small rent-a-car VW Beatle, with an enormous sword longer than the car itself strapped to the top.*

Everyone except Sem the Writer:"Eight thousand nine hundred twenty five bottles of beer on the wall, eight thousand nine hundred twenty five bottles of beeer..."

Sem the Writer, crammed into the middle seat, slumped down and covering his ears:"Somebody please kill me..."

*The camera pans ahead of the car, to three ominus men in dark suits and shades, hiding behind the top of a hill. One of them holds a bazooka. The first one speaks up, in a monotone voice.*

Ominus Man #1:"This group of currently animated characters are the only people that could possibly stop UGO's plan to destroy Massassi. We must destroy them."

Ominus Man #2:"Didn't you say that already, in the mission breifing? Why repeat it now, at this rather unlikely juncture?"

Ominus Man #1:"It is not your perogative to question my authority. Ominus Man #3, do you have a shot?"

*Ominus Man #3 nods and smiles. He lines up the rent-a-car with the bazooka sights.*

Anime Writers:"...hundred twenty two bottles of beeeer..."

*Switch to close up of Ominus Man #3's finger pulling the trigger.*

*There's a puff of smoke, and a swooshing noise. The projectile spirals towards the small car, trailing black smoke. Fortunately, the rocket hits the large sword on top of the car, bounces off, streaks over to a tree, bounces off, and starts screaming towards the ominus men.*

Ominus Man #2:"I suggest an immediate and hasty strategic retreat. Is that acceptable?"

Ominus Man #1:"I confirm and mandate that particular suggestion, with the addendum that the term 'hasty' be upgraded to 'as fast as humanly possible'."

*All three ominus looking men jump out of the way, propelled into the air by an earth shaking orange fireball.*

Geb:"What was that?"

Ante:"Otter... what have I told you about eating pork and beans?"

Otter:"Hehehe."

------------------
"The first to present his case seems right, till another comes forward and questions him." (Proverbs 18:17)

[This message has been edited by Krig_the_Viking (edited March 01, 2001).]

Sorry for interrupting the action, but are new people allowed to join in the NeS quest?

------------------
I am the Shadow...

Ominous Man #4 (on a ship): It appears that our comrades, Ominous Men 1, 2, and 3, have failed.

Ominous Man #5: Yes, and judging by the exact angle of refraction of the quanta of the current gravitic potential of the space/time continuum at this particular area-

Ominous Man #6: Shaddup and get to the point.

Ominous Man #5: -our comrades also managed to blow themselves to kingdom come.

Ominous Man #8: Actually, considering that we're all part of a plot of UGO to destroy Massassi, they probably blew themselves to that. . . other place.

Ominous Man #4: Hey, what happened to Ominous Man #7?

Ominous Man #8: He's throwing up.

------------------
Play epic RPGs such as Dark Exile, or duel in the Interdimensional Arena @ The High Citadel

Suddenly in the UGO Headquarters the Intruder Alert goes off...

Ominious Man #6: "What is that?"

Ominious Man #5: "Thats the Intruder Alert. It goes off whenever non-UGO personnel enter the building."

Ominious Man #8: "You idiots!! There is an intruder in the building!! Go and find him (or her) now!!!

Camera pans to Super-High-Security Area, audience sees a man dressed in black, trying to steal the TOP-SECRET-UGO plans. His name is Phantom_Master, a special agent for Massassi sent to help the NeS writers stop UGO.

Ominious Man #4: "Hey you!! Stop in the name of UGO!! *Omnious Man #4 pulls out an M16*

Phantom_Master: "Never, you slimey peice of trash!! *Phantom_Master pulls out two pistols and opens fire on the Ominious Men*

Narrator: "Will this new Massassian agent survive against the 4 Ominious Men? If he does, will he be able to get the plans to the Anime writers in time? Tune in next time for the answers to these questions and more..."


------------------
I am the Shadow...

If you dont really want any new people joining the story, then just disregard my post.

------------------
I am the Shadow...

< NSP: Feel free to join Phantom, just make sure your posts are in the spirit of the NSP. (Namely crazy and comical. ) >

*Phantom unloads an entire clip on the Ominious Men. But the bullets turn out to be tranquilizer darts, much to the disgust of Phantom.*

Phantom: (In Australian accent)"Blimey, those bullets weren't me special 9mm explosives!! I'll finish you four later."

*Then in Mission Impossible 2 style he blows open a hole in the wall and jumps out.

*Camera fades to the rental VW Bug, where the writers happily driving along. Suddenly a man runs out into the street in front of the writer's car. The VW Bug, since it's brakes need a tune-up, collides with the man, who turns out to be Phantom.*



------------------
I am the Shadow...

(NSP: w00t! Another writer! Welcome aboard, Phantom_Master. Like Randy said, just keep the NeS spirit in mind (in other words, as long as duct tape has a significant role, you can't go too wrong hehe) Be off the wall, be creaive and original, and if something doesn't turn out great, plug in a plothole and blame everything that went wrong on "They", or something like that. Hope to see more of your posts. And welcome back Highemp. Now if only I could get out of my writer's block...)

~Geb

*In some far off and insignificant dimension, writers much like the ones in this story, as well as prospective writers, sit in a classroom. On the door, it reads "Posting 101". The bell rings, and as the writers/students calm down (meaning not throwing paper airplanes as much), a big man, dressed in a sharp outfit (dresspants, shirt and sweater) enters. The man appears to be in his early 30's, has a friendly face, with black hair, mustache, and goatee to match. He addresses himself as "Dr. Geb", continuing to speak as he prepares for a old-fashion film projection.*

Dr. Geb: ...but you all can call me Myles. I'm here to give you the run-down on posting for The Neverending Story Thread-- Chauncey, stay awake, big guy. Anywhos, today you all will, through your tiny little brains, how to properly have the narrator in the story speak. And as you all know, [sarcasm]such trivial matters will mean the difference between life and death for you[/sarcasm] so pay attention.*

*The lights dim, and the old projection begins. In faded color, we see a late 70's era building that looks quite like the Massassi Forums building, and who appears in front but Ares' clone.*

Ares' clone: Section 16, the narrator. When speaking with teh narrator's voice, the following should be used...

*On the screen, the following appears:

Hi, I am the Narrator[i

Ares' clone: If you add the bracket at the end of that sentence, the sentence becomes italisized, therefore giving the barrator his disctinct style...

*The film goes on for hours, Chauncey now drooling on his desk from deep sleep.*

~Geb

*Falcon, sitting in the audience, struggles to stay awake. He looks over at the droling Chauncy, who has now covered his desk and the floor around it with slobber.*

*To himself, Falcon thinks, I gotta get out of here... Suddenly, he has an idea. He stand up quietly, ignoring the teacher Geb, and walks out the door. (sorry, couldn't think of much better. )*

*Finally free of the Clone Ares' lecturing, Falcon walks off, humming to himself. Lost in thought, he doesn't notice the VW Bug coming down the road until it's alost too late. With a shocked look, he tries to jump over it, but just barely clears the front bumper. He lands face-first on the windsheild, like a bug on a... er... windsheild...*

*Inside the car, the writers look at each other. Then, the driver (whoever it is, never mentioned before) turns on the wipers, pushing Falcon off the window and onto the side of the road.*

Falcon: Ugh... I should've stayed in class...

*And with that, he passes out.*

(By the way, ignore this if you want. Just couldn't stand not being in this anymore )

[This message has been edited by FalconZac (edited March 02, 2001).]

< In the dimension of the anime writers... >

Randy: Geb, you really need to work on your collision avoidance. That's the second person you hit today!

Geb: I know, It's these huge, stupid eyes. I can barly see straight.

* The car rolls to a stop *

Sem: I'll grab the ice scraper. Otter, you get the squeege.

Otter: How come I ALWAYS get the squeege?

Maybe: JUST GET THE SQUEEGE!!!

Otter (recoiling slightly from Maybe): Ok, you don't have to get so hot about it.

* Our heros set to work trying to pry and scrape the new writers off of the car. (It is, after all, a rental) *

Geb: Make sure it's clean guys, otherwise we can't get our deposit back.

< Will these newcomers survive the unfortunate accident? Will our heros get the deposit on the car back? Tune in next time, same NSP time, same NSP channel...>

[This message has been edited by Randy (edited March 02, 2001).]

BOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!

~This message left by the Association for the Proliferation of NO SLEEP!~

*Phantom then gets up, after having been hit by a VW Bug, barely scratched because he passed with flying colors his VW Bug Collision Test. He looks to Falcon, who had just passed out.*

Phantom: (In his English accent)"Forget him, I have a mission."

*He then picks himself up off the ground and starts walking to the writers, who are getting out their cleaning supplies.*



------------------
I am the Shadow...

< Our heros finish cleaning the bumper of the small VW Bug and polish it to a glossy shine... >

Sem: Now, about these people.

Phantom: Good day, I was wondering if I may be able to get a lift.

Geb: Well, jumping out in front of the car is a strange way of showing it. But, I guess we could squeeze you in.

Randy: What about Falcon?

Otter: Let's just tie him to the luggage rack. We can't leave dead people lying around like this.

Randy: Now where are we going to fit this new guy in?

Maybe: That's easy. Just put Otter in the trunk with his inflatable doll.

* Our heros, with the help of Phantom, tie Falcon to the already crowded roof of the car as Otter slips into the trunk of the now fully-loaded Beetle... *

Geb: We're off!

< Meanwhile, in the now ruined offices of the NSP... >

Geb(hugging Losien): I'm so glad your ok, where's Krig?

Losien: I'm not sure. He went down stairs and then the building blew up and...

* Just then, the remainder of office door falls free of its melted hinges revealing a slightly startled Krig *

Krig: What just happened??

Geb: Not sure, but I would venture to guess that someone or something is out to get us.

Losien: Well who ever it was wanted to do a through job of it.

Otter(still trying to button his pants): No kidding.

Ante: Who ever did this would have to be extriemly depraved and twisted in thought. Filled with an all consuming evil. A vile wretch whose one desire is to obliterate all that is good and humorous from this earthly sphere.

Sem: There are only two entities that fit that description: Microsoft or UGO.

Krig: But why would Microsoft want to destroy a forum post that exists in the very world they commercialized?

Randy: That's just it, Microsoft would have been more precise in their strike. Probably using an elite commando group to infiltrate the building, dispose of us, and leave not trace of their presence.

Geb: Or they would blackmail us and push us out of the competitive circles.

Maybe: Then that leaves only...

All: ...UGO!!

< Meanwhile, at UGO headquarters, in the dark lair of the CEO... >

CEO: Have we disposed of that bothersome agent.

Flunky #1: No Sir, apparenty he escaped with several classified documents...

CEO(eyes glowing a slight reddish hue): HE DID WHAT!!!

Flunky #1:... but we have our best and brightest working the situation at this moment and hope to recapture the documents with in the hour.

CEO: Very well...

* With blinding speed the CEO grabe Flunky #1 and hurtles him through the plate glass window to the parking lot below. Just then Flunky #2 peeks into the office... *

Flunky #2: Sir, Satan is on line two. He wants to discuss the purchase of Hell.

CEO: Tell him we shall buy that antiquated operation of his.

Flunky #2: Yes Sir.

< Will our heros stop this 'phantom menace' ( no pun intended ). And what of this multi-accented Phantom guy? Tune in next time to find out... >

Sem: "Ewww! Phantom smells funny!"

Phantom: "Do not!"

Sem: "Do too! I'm not riding in the car with him anymore!"

Geb: "Fine, Otter will be happy to get his seat back"

*THUD* (from the trunk)

Geb: "Fine, that's more room for the rest of us then."

Sem gets out of the car, without waiting for Geb to stop, and walks to the side of the road to wait for a ride in a convinently placed payphone.

Moments later, a large Matrix template truck zeros in on the phone and smashes it into oblivion. Ominious man #69 steps out, and finds much to his dismay that Sem has disappeared.

While Ominious man #69 is occupied examining the tattered phone both, Sem has crept up beside him, and now holds a sleek black pistol to the side of his head.
*camera pan to show front view of Sem*
Sem: "Dodge this."

Sem fires, and the Ominious man turns to face his assailant.

Ominious man #69: "Hahahaha, you are a two dimentional anime character! your bullet will never reach me, because of the way the camera is panned! Bullet will never be able to travel toward of away from the camera!"

Sem: "Egad!"

Camera zooms in on the bullet to give the appearence of forward motion, but to no avail.

Ominious man #69, into headset: "We've got one of them, Ominious Man #5+6/13, come and pick him up"

------------------
The early bird may get the worm-
but it's the second mouse who gets the cheeze.

Omnia quae specto dominavi, et tantam magnus sum, ut non specto!

*Suddenly Phantom, being the only non-anime character besides Falcon (who is in the trunk of the VW Bug) pulls out his two pistols now with his 9mm explosives.*

Phantom: (in his New-Yorker accent)"Yeah, but I'm not an anime character you stinkin' UGO piece of crap!!"

*With that he opens fire on Ominious Man #69*

------------------
I am the Shadow...

[This message has been edited by Phantom_Master (edited March 03, 2001).]

(Jiminy Jilikers, Radioactive Man! New writers! Welcome, guys, and if for some insane reason you haven't read the first 16 pages of NES, do so now. It's well worth the four hours it takes to read, and you'll pick up on some inside jokes to boot.

||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||

*In one of the Writers' dimensions, Antestarr stands before the ruined Massassi Forums building, having just deduced that UGO is the vile industrial corporation behind the plot to destroy Massassi. In the other Writers' dimension, an Anime Ante is crammed into the backseat of a tiny rent-a-car. The camera view switches to a split-screen, showing both the real and the cartoon Antes' faces in an extreme close up, the same concerned expression on both.*

Both Antes(simultaneously):"Something isn't right. My trick with splitting our dimension into two pieces has caused a disturbance in... [insert random Star Trek Techno Babble]"

*The camera switches to a split screen of both Gebohqs.*

Both Gebs:"Spare us the random star trek techno babble, Ante. What does this mean?"

Both Antes:"I believe that the two seperate dimensions are going to merge once again! I knew I should have used a hard-boilded egg when I was making that Dimensional Paradox!"

*By an extremely co-incedencedental coincidence, the two dimensions begin to merge at that very moment. The two split-screen images slowly superimpose over each other. The Real Ante's face morphs into the Anime Ante's face, and everyone else's faces morph into their otherdimensional equivilants too. Krig the Viking is deposited on top of the tiny VW Bug.*

Krig:"Ugh, Krig's head hurts. Krig wants to smash things."

---------------------

*Meanwhile, in the Story realm, the dimension in which Our Heroes are playing a deadly game of Capture the Flag and the dimension in which Our Heroes are having a rather messy tea party have also merged. MaybeChild, who was holding the Evil Team's flag, suddenly finds herself holding a huge chicken bone. Geb, who had been holding a pistol, now finds himself holding the handle from a broken teapot.*

Krig:"Oy vey! This not good! Krig smash!"

*The deadly game of Capture the Giant Chickenbone continues, with neither side giving quarter.*

What will happen to our beloved Heroes? Will they conquer their cruelly crafty competitors in this confoundingly curious contest? Stay right where you are, frantically clicking 'refresh' to find out!


||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||

(OOC: Just to clarify, we now have only one dimension. This should reduce confusion on all sides. In this dimension, the Storywriters are mostly all anime characters except for Krig, Phantom Master, and FalconZac. UGO is plotting evil destruction, and so forth. These writers (who are now more concerned with becoming un-anime'd than actually writing the story) are writing the core NES story, in which a fateful game of Capture the Giant Chickenbone is going on in the Arena. Got that, everyone? No? Well, tough.)

------------------
"The wicked flee when no man pursueth" --Proverbs 28:1

[This message has been edited by Krig_the_Viking (edited March 03, 2001).]

(OOC: Nice one, Krig. Thanks.)

Falcon, still in the trunk, wakes up slowly. He starts to get up, then bumps his head on the roof.

"Ow! What the... how did I get here? All I remember is that Bug coming towards me..."

He thinks for a bit, then decides to try and get out. Falcon starts pounding on the sides of the trunk and screaming.

Inside the car, Otter and Phantom look at each other.

Phantom: "Calm down, man!"
Otter: "It's not me... I think the guy in the trunk woke up." He turns to Geb. "Should we stop and let him out?"
Geb: "Nah, he can wait. Just ignore him for the moment."

Falcon, finally exhausted after, oh, ten minutes of pounding, gives up. Well, either they can't hear me, or they just don't care. I'll have to assume they don't care, seeing as they tossed me in the trunk... Defeated, he falls asleep.

Phantom: "How the heck did I just get here? What is this place?"

*He then looks around at the ruins of the Massassi Forums building.

Phantom: "What happened here?"



------------------
I am the Shadow...

*Phantom then jumps out of the car and looks at the stolen UGO plans. He notices that the first part of the plan is to blow up the Massassi Forums building, where the only people who could save Massassi worked.*

Phantom: (In his Russian accent) "Gebohq, you and your comrades are ze only onez who can ztop UGO's planz. Here, take thiz and read it."

He then gives Geb the UGO plans.

------------------
I am the Shadow...

[This message has been edited by Phantom_Master (edited March 04, 2001).]

(NSP: I'm baaaaa-ack! Stupid "life" getting in my way...anywhos, here's mah L33T postin' skillz...oh, and if you don't mind Phantom, can we ignore the post about teh forums building? Just say it was a Dunkin' donuts or something, cuz at least in my imagination, the forums building was far far away from Silicon Valley.)

*In the realm of the wonderously wuvvable writers (yes, only one realm now, for those who forgot already), Geb and gang stop their VW bug upon a cliff that overlooks Silicon Valley. As soon as the car stopped, everyone began to crawl out, stretching their limbs after having been crammed for the past hour.*

Geb: *to himself* Wimps, needing to "stretch"...*walks up to the cliffside with the group and begins to speak to them* There it is, guys. Silicon Valley. You won't find a more wretched hive of scum and villiany. We must be cautious--

Maybe: Hey Geb, not to interrupt your oh-so-original speech, but did you hear that? It sound slike it's coming from the trunk.

*Everyone draws close to the VW Bug's trunk. After everyone draws their weapons in preperation for some ominous man to pop out and attack them, Gebohq pops the trunk open. Inside, we find on one side of the trunk FalconZac, wide-eyed and defensive-looking. On the other side of teh trunk, the group sees TheOtter and earby, an inflatable woman that has been deflated. Having seen that the trunk was open, FalconZac quickly steppe dout of the trunk, always keeping a wary eye on TheOtter.*

FalconZac: *wispering to the group* Keep him away from me...

Otter: *looking innocent from the trunk* What? I don't see why he's so afraid. I mean, he just took one look and next thing you know, he's screaming Bloody Mary.

*The group decided among themselves that it would be best not to know the details. After TheOtter got out of the trunk, Losien spoke up.*

Losien: So we just threw this guy in the trunk? With Otter? And you never even gave it a second thought?

Geb: *in an excuse-sort-of-tone*We thought he was dead...

Losien: *sigh* Honestly...and where's Sem? Did we leave him on the side of the road?

Geb: Er...Oops.

Phantom: (in Yiddish accent) Oy vey! I knew I forgot to do something.

Geb: Wha...?

Phantom: (british accent) Oh, pardon me, I should inform you on the matter. Semievil had found himself in a small, predicament shall we say, and I entered to assist my three-dimensionally challanged friend. Unfortunately, Mr. sixty-nine nabbed Sem and used him as a body shield. He was planning to take Sem to their secret base in Silicon Valley.

*A few moments of silence followed, then Geb spoke up.*

Geb: So...what did you forget?

Phantom: ...(surfer accent)What was I talking about again?

Geb: Nevermind...*munches on a donut as he reads the UGO plans* Seems that after UGO planned to bomb teh massassi forums building, they planned to capture any survivors and interrogate them, subjecting them to using AOL and Xoom on a Macintosh until they spilled out everything, and possibly turn to spy for them. Then something about Microsoft and using the Zone to wipe out the core of Massassi--

Ante: Er..Geb?

Geb: Yeah?

Ante: You forgot to put the car in park, smart guy.

*Geb turns his head to where he had stopped the VW bug, to find out that it was now just tipping over teh edge of the cliffside. Geb and the group ran to follow it to teh edge, and they looked downt o see it tumble and crash at the bottom.*

Geb: Grr...we have to walk now. The rental guys aren't going to like me now...remember we got to pick up our stuff at the bottom guys!

*A collective moan is heard from the group.*
|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|
*Inside the secret, evil, and generally unkept UGO base, Semievil finds himself tied to the chair in what appeared to be an interrogation room. And with duct tape no less. These guys were smart, Sem thought, and they used the dark side of the tape, as well as placing a can of Coke right out of his reach.. They were evil...*

*Two ominous men entered through the sole door in the room, and afterwards, the eeeeevil and diabolical Bill Gates.*

Gates: Good work men. You have succeeded in capturing one of their writers. Begin staging for Phase 3.

Ominous men: Yes sir.

*The two walked out, leaving Gates and Sem by themselves in the room. Bill Gates pulled up a chair, placed it behind the can of Coke, and sat down ever so slowly. Using the same snail pace, he wrapped his hand around the can, picked it up, and opened it. Bill Gates took a long swig of it, smiling afterwards and said "ahhhh...".*

Sem: What do you want from me? Tell me, I can't take watching...

Gates: Wouldn't you like to know? Mwahahahahahahaha....

|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|_|
*Inside the writer's realm, the action has slowed down to a near halt now, since the only other two that had wrote seemed to have stopped for the moment. They took the time to take a tea break. After all, they may as well use what came so suddenly...*

Darkside: *holding a small delicate tea cup with his pinky out* Isn't it such a lovely day?

Burby 00: Oh I do agree. But I wish "They" wouldn't be so disruptive at this time of day...

*A small distance away from the two, "They" and Krig were pulling at the giant wishbone, which was the flag. They ended up breaking it in two, and Krig and "they" became very confused as to what to do. Meanwhile, others weren't enjoying tea time so well...*

Mr. Slick: Would you stop tossing those crumpets and keeping score of who has the most stuck?

*Mr. Slick eyes his horns-for-eywbrows, to see another crumpet falling and being stabbed by the horn. Oliver and Otter a few feet away snickered to themselves.*

What is UGO's plan that involves the evil Bill Gates and the Zone? How screwed our our writers, expecially now that the rental company will be after them? Will tehy be able to rescue Semievil? If tea time starts at 4PM, and the group doesn't finish in twenty minutes, do they stop to smoke up? You know the drill, readers. This is the narrator, signing off.

~Geb

(NSP: Wow, I was wondering how long it would be before we got so confused we got rid of the parallel universe idea. As for Geb: since when was there a '68 VW with an automatic tranny? Also, I've been contemplating putting up pics of the "Anime Writers", but that would require effort, huh? Even more effort would be to include a thumbnail image in front of each part where the respective character speaks... Oh well. Maybe I'll start on doing something productive... maybe... Laters all, I'm off to Spring Break!)

Falcon walks along with the others, taking care to stay on the opposite side of the group from Otter. He thinks to himself, <i>Where the heck are we going again?</i>

He shrugs indifferently, and continues walking.

Benevolent
Upward
Mobility
Post!

------------------
The early bird may get the worm-
but it's the second mouse who gets the cheeze.

Omnia quae specto dominavi, et tantam magnus sum, ut non specto!

Post 666.... this calls for some celebration!
Whohoo!

Enter Ominous man# 666, bent not so much on stopping the writers as on wreaking general havoc and destruction. Suddenly the other ominous men are distracted from their duties by a disturbance in the zone- #666 just got 66 frags in 6 seconds- inconcievable.....


/=D

------------------
The early bird may get the worm-
but it's the second mouse who gets the cheeze.

Omnia quae specto dominavi, et tantam magnus sum, ut non specto!

There, made a post to ruin your celebration. :-)

------------------
Should she sell sea shells in her sea shell shop by the sea shore?

Meanwhile, back in the with the Anime writers...

Phantom: "Well what are we going to do about Sem? We cant just leave him there! Or maybe we could, after what he said to me. No, we cant, because he might turn against us, especially if Microsoft is working against us. They have long and torturous systems of getting what they want. And their systems usually work, just look what they did with Windows M.E.!!"

Geb: "Then we must get Sem out of there! We have to think of a plan to rescue Sem!

What will the writers do about Sem? Will they think of a plan to rescue him? Tune in next time!!

------------------
I am the Shadow...

[This message has been edited by Phantom_Master (edited March 11, 2001).]

(NSP: Hey, we're on a postin' streak here. I'll start posting as soon as this "school work" stops pestering me this week. And Spring break is oh-so-soon.....I can almost taste it...hehe)

~Geb

Is the NeS post going to die? Will Gebohq get his schoolwork done in time? Will I ever run out of question marks! Oh no, I just used my last one!! Tune in next time!!

------------------
I am the Shadow...

(NSP: I would like us to observe a moment of silence. Some of you may know what I'm asking this for, others may wish to know. If you are one who would like to know, please send an e-mail my way, I'm sure my address is in my profile for the boards...)

(NSP: Nah Phantom, this thread won't die for quite a while *I should know, I've been saying it will since the last 15 pages hehe* The story often gets into waves of major posting and lack of posting though. I'll see if I can't fix that)

!!!COMMERCIAL BREAK!!!

*In a faded color-view, the audience sees a typical family room, with a group of small-town kids. All are looking down in the dumps.*

Feeling like life has no meaning? Need all those pesky sins off your back?

Kids: *in unison* Yeah...

Not anymore you don't! Because now you can get...

SALVATION! *appears in big letters in front of the audience*

That's right! For a limited time, you can BUY salvation! "But how?" you ask?

*A man in a cleric outfit appears with teh kids.*

Man: I can answer that! All you have to do is follow complex dogmatic rituals and give large sums of money to people like myself! Doesn't that sound like fun, kids?

Kids: YA!

Remember kids, God won't love you otherwise! Buy now, save big!

(NSP: So all of you know, I'm bashing old-school Catholisism, and yes, I am Catholic, so I can do this.)

(NSP: A-hem. Vhere's the backup? I would post, but it's always wierd to post twice in a row. I mean, if the current situation is hard to write for, the beautiful thing about NeS is that we can change it, to anything we want, so long as it has the NeS spirit (can such spirit be defined? Can you put a rainbow in a jar? No. That is the way of Mango! er...I mean). I say thing because I won't be able to post for a good week due to my final drama practice and performances, and I was hoping we could get our talented support writers such as Randy, Krig, Phantom, Falcon, and all dem others to start pitching in again. I can tell you now though that Maybechild and Semievil are in the same predicament as I, so you know. Give the big daddy some info...)

(Der...another--)!!!COMMERCIAL BREAK!!!

A new fun and educational game for kids...

SMOKEMON!

Need I say more? Er...right, my exzuse is that I'm running out of time for a good post. I mean--look! Donuts! *runs for his life*

~Geb

(I swear, I'll post once schoolwork gives me back my brain!)

------------------
"The wicked flee when no man pursueth" --Proverbs 28:1

Suddenly, the moon crashes into the planet, scattering shards of it everywhere. The writers all drift off into space, somehow still standing on one giant chunk of rock.

Falcon: "Whoa, what happened?"

All the other writers look at him as if he has lost his mind (which he probably has).

Falcon runs off, and screeches to a halt at the edge of the rock. He looks over the edge, and a huge smile crosses his face. Falcon suddenly jumps off the rock, and flies through space, never to be heard from again.

(Sorry, just don't have the time to be in this anymore. Have fun!)

/me is amazed by the length and dexterity of this thread... also amazed by the number of Massassians I don't know... wow...

------------------
"Once you stray down the dark path, forever will it dominate your destiny."-yoda

Yectiwan
Left of the Big Rock

Phantom: "Geb, you gotta think of a plan to save Sem!!"

*Suddenly an the smaller moon crashes into the planet.BOOOOM!!

Phantom: "Awww, crap."
*Phantom checks his plothole meter card.
Phantom: "Dang, I haven't posted enough messages to earn a plothole. Dang."

------------------
I am the Shadow...

[This message has been edited by Phantom_Master (edited March 27, 2001).]

*In the world of the largely forgotten actual storyline, a deadly game of CTGCB (Capture the Giant Chicken Bone) is raging. Chaos reigns on the battlefield, chaos so chaotic that it is almost like... something chaoticky.*

*Down on the battlefield, Gebohq and Maybechild have found an oasis of calm in the raging battle, the top of the hill that holds the enemy's flag--er--giant chickenbone. Perhaps because of a lack of strategy on our heroes' part, this is the only place nobody is trying to get to.*

Maybe:"How much time do you think we have before we crash into the Earth and die in a horrible fireball of death, along with the entire population of our home planet?"

*In the background, Semievil swings a gigantic broken teapot at Darkside's head. Darkside cowers in fear of the giant broken teapot.*

Geb, looking up at the looming, rapidly approaching Earth in the sky: "Well, judging by the rate that the Earth appears to be getting bigger, I'd say ten, fifteen minutes before all of humanity is extinguished."

*Semievil runs by with Burby00 gnawing on his ear, yelling "Get it off, get it off!"*

Maybe:"Good, fifteen minutes, that'll give us time to win this game of Capture the Giant Chickenbone and vanquish the Evil Dreamteam from Hell for once and for all!"

*Mr. Slick runs by with Krig gnawing on his ear, yelling "Get it off, get it off!"*

*Geb thinks for a moment, then a lightbulb appears above his head, signifying that he has an idea.*

Maybe:"You have an idea?"

Geb:"Yes, I have a plan that should allow us to both win the game of Capture the Giant Chickenbone as well as save the Earth and us from annihilation. Let me whisper it to you."

Maybe:"Why can't you just say it out loud?"

Geb:"Don't you ever watch TV? If I say it out loud for the audience to hear, it's doomed to fail for certain! However, if I merely whisper it to you, with no-one knowing what I say, we are garunteed success!"

*Geb whispers to Maybe, and the camera pans out to show the destruction that is the Arena.*

Whatever will happen this time? Has NES been revived? Or will this just be another futile attempt at ressurection? Only time will tell...

------------------
"The wicked flee when no man pursueth" --Proverbs 28:1

The panning camera reveals that all have now been taken up in the game of CTGCB, including the narrator.... which leaves us to ponder the obvious question: Who's working the camera?

The camera turns around suddenly and we find the camera man eating a giant chicken lunch, throwing the bones into the arena- the probable cause of the mass confusion.

Eventually this leaves all the characters with at least one chicken bone, except for Krig, who has horded five of them and is gnawing furiously on the largest.

------------------
The early bird may get the worm-
but it's the second mouse who gets the cheeze.

Omnia quae specto dominavi, et tantam magnus sum, ut non specto!