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Well I have decided to ask you all something. I want to know how many of you owuld be interested in reading the rest of my story that I began writing a long time ago, before I was banned. It happens to involved a character who I am not sure is with us anymore, but he may wander around the Web design forums a bit. Anyways here is the beginning of the story, reply with your opinions and say "Yay" or "Nay" to say whether you would like me too continue it.
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"It'll never work," screamed Swish.
"its the only way. We've got to try," replied Shocky in a much calmer manner. "MJs life is in our hands, so it's either now or never".
"NOW!!!," both of them shouted. With an almighty leap they bounded forward into the Time_Warp. In a blur of colour the duo were sucked back to a time just before the great battle of the FOG.
"OUCH!," complained Shocky as he landed on the concrete floor. Swish however was slightly luckier. He had, had a much softer landing...on top of Spider that is.
"Sorry Spider," apologised Swish as he clambered off of the mangled body of Spider. Almost as quickly as Spider had been knocked down he was back on his eight legs and Swish had noticed that he didn't look happy.
"I'm gonna kick the cra......oh its you Swish," Spider said. Swish looked very relieved as he knew that Spider was already angry with him because of him imitating him.
"Hang on a sec, thatís not actually happened yet," Swish thought to himself. "Look Spider we have something to tell you and we are not sure if your going to believe us," Swish said.
"Well carry on then," Spider replied.
"The thing is Spider, we are Swish and Shocky it's just we are from the near future. Wait donít speak yet. You see we have come back to try and stop MJ dying," Shocky explained.
"MJs going to die....good. I never did like him, well I did but anyway thatís another story. What has all of this got to do with me then. As you can see I donít really care what happens to M......," Spider gets interrupted mid sentence.
"No Spider you donít seem to understand MJ does like you it's just he hasn't apologised yet," Swish tells Spider.
"Okay now I'm confused. Er....I guess I'm in though," Spider mumbles.
Spider Swish and Shocky begin the long walk to the spot where the battle of the FOG would soon take place. Before long Spider realises something very important, " by the way if you two aren't the Swish and Shocky from the present doesn't that mean that there is two Swishs and two Shockys walking around".
"Actually that is a very good point, we better go see the Webmaster and get our names changed before we go any further. Just imagine if we met the present day Swish and Shocky. The results would be catastrophic," Shocky says to Swish and Spider. So the three decide to take a slight detour and head off to the Webmasters office on Turbonutter Avenue.
Some time later........
"Wow this is the Webmasters office?" exclaims Shocky
"Yeah it is. Pretty amazing isn't it......" replies Spider.
"Amazingly cr@ppy that is"
"Come on then Swish go and knock on the door then," said Shocky.
"Why should I do it. Your the Shocktrooper and as I have heard the webmaster can get angry so I think that you should do it Shocky," replied Swish.
"Fine then I'll do it," Shocky said in an annoyed voice. Shocky slowly shuffled up to the door. Raising his hand he prepared to knock. BANG! the door flew open and came off its hinges........
"Have you got my GBA!..... oh your not the postman are you? You'd think that I'd already have one seeing as I work for SR wouldn't you? Anyway I suppose that you'd better come in," said the Webmaster, which to be honest was in some freaky sounding voice. The three of them hesitated...., " I said COME IN!" shouted the Webmaster.
"Okay, okay. Dont get your HTML in a twist," replied Swish in a cocky voice. Slowly Spider, Swish and Shocky entered the Webmasters office. All three looked at each in amazement as they saw the contents of the office.
"Donít look at each other like that, I have everything I need for my job. A god old PC and a huge lightening quick....36k modem. Hmm I see what you mean now. Anyway what are you here for?"
"No wonder it takes him ages to update the site," Spider muttered under his breath.
"What was that Spider?" the Webmaster asked.
"I said Swish and Shocky need to change their names. Can you help them?" replied Spider.
"Of course I can. They donít call me the Webmaster for nothing. Okay so what do you want your new names to be then.....?" the Webmaster asked.
"Hmmm I am not sure really haven't had much time to think about it. Well I'll be called...Namostar... yeah. Namostar," Swish decided.
"Okay just hang on a sec," the Webmaster said. "You'll have your new name in no time," the Webmaster pushed his feet against the floor and span to his desk, he started typing at his keyboard, brought up the source code to the site and began to change Swishs name. " Okay Namostar hope you like the new name," the Webmaster exclaimed.
"Thanks for that Webmaster. Now Shockys just got to decide on his new name and we can get out of this hell hole...I mean tech heaven," Namostar replied, " well what do you want your new name to be then?"
"Hmmm I am not sure either......how about.... Biohazard. Yep Biohazard sounds class," Shocky replied.
Once again the webmaster brought up the source code to the site, but obviously this time he changed Shockys name to Biohazard, "there you go. Now you are known as Namostar and Biohazard. Why exactly did you want to change your names anyway they were...hey Biohazard why are you looking at me like that?" asked the Webmaster.
"Keep your nose where it belongs. You've pried to far for your own good," replied Biohazard. Namostar slowly moved around the room until he was directly behind the Webmaster. Silently he pulled a long syringe out of his back pocket and swiftly stuck it into the Webmasters left arm. Injecting the cntents of the syringe Biohazard had a sly grin on his face, "that'll keep him down for a few hours. Not really long enough, but ti will have to do," Biohazard said as he glanced across the room at Spider. Spider was huddling in the corner looking totally freaked.
"Why did you do that? What he done to you?" Spider stuttered.
"Hes seen to much all ready. We can't have someone knowing about us. Once he awakens he will not remember a thing," repleid Namostar.
"Well I have seen you and you haven't injected m......wait you guys you wouldn't, would you?" Spider spluttered.
"Of course we wouldn't Spider, well at least not yet anyway. Stay in line, do what we say and you'll be just fine," said Biohazard ,"but rememeber just one foot over the line and it's night, night Spider".
"Oaky your the boss. I'll do what you say if you keep your word," said Spider.
"What word?" replied Namostar.
"You know about not injecting me," Spider said biting his lip.
"Don't worry. We'll keep our word. Anyway we have not got enough time already so we had better get going," said Biohazard. So they wasted no time and got out of the Webmasters office. Now they finally started their long hard journey to the FOG battlefields. They knew they had little time so the pace was quick, Spider however was having trouble keeping up with the to Ttimesplitters. No wonder really seeing as Namostar and Biohazard had specially trained for this mission and knew what to expect. However Biohazard was getting impatient, "come on Spider. Hurry up!" Biohazard shouted back at a weary Spider.
"I'm trying my hardest to keep up. Its like your armorines or something," Spider replied.
"Stop being lazy. Hurry up, I mean it," Biohazard screamed.
"I can't. I guess you will have to go on without me," Spider panted.
"No can do Spider," Biohazard pulled a gun out of his pocket and placed the gun on Spiders foehead. His hand was shaking like a leaf....BANG! An explosion of blood and brain matter flew out of Spiders head and his limp body slumped to the floor.
"Why did you do that!" screamed Namostar.
"I didn't! I only wanted to scare him. I wouldn't have done it, I couldn't," Biohazard whimpered.
"But that could only mean one thing... a Sniper is in the house, and a UK one at that," Namostar replied.
"RUN!" they both screamed at the same time.
The pair began to run. Neither of them could understand what was happening," whats going on Biohazard, this never happened last time," shouted Namostar, gasping for breath as he ran.
"I don't know. Us coming back must have caused a difference in the present.... hang on a sec check our stats," Biohazard said as he glanced down at his stats watch ,"wait our stats say we just arrived today, that stupid Webmaster never changed our names, he reset our accounts, he must have sussed us."
"HA HA die you JATS!" screamed a crazed Sniper from high above. Namostar and Biohazard instinctively ran towards the forest to the left of them, they knew that the Sniper would have trouble aiming his gun with all of the trees covering them. Biohazard darted into the forest with Namostar following closely behind him.
"Slow down Biohazard," Namostar gasped,"slow down I can't keep up."
"We can't! That Sniper is one of the UK. We stop and we're as good as dead. You know how highly trained they are," Biohazard shouted back, but then disaster struck .... Namostar tripped on a tree stump. With a sickening thud Namostars head smacked againsta rock on the dusty ground. Namostar scambled to his knees,"Watch out Namostar!" Biohazard desperately screamed.
"BANG!" the Sniper let off a shot from his rifle. The bullet fizzed through the air eventually cracking through Namostars skull and being engulfed by a cloud of blood exploding from the back of his head.
"Noooo!" Screamed Biohazard as he sprinted off into the forest puzzled by what was happening. He pulled his communications watch up to his mouth," I need reinforcements now!" Biohazard shouted desperately.
"Flash!" From out of no where a dazzling Time_Warp appeared. RastaBillySkank came bounding out of it in extremely high tech equiptment. The pair began to run through the forestuntil eventually they exited out of the other side. "I think we lost him," Biohazard panted.
"Affirmative. The Sniper is not in our proximity," said RBS in a very robotic voice.
"Whats up with all that high tech gear then RBS?" Biohazard asked.
"Times have changed, technology has come a long way since you chrono shifted last," RBS replied.
"Oh yeah! Proffesor Monkey for a head said something about that before we jumped. HE also said that if one of uswas to die the other would be......" Biohazard was stopped mid sentence," you wouldn't would you RBS? We used to be mates." RBS pulled out his automatic shotgun out of its holder.
"You've been demoted," was his stern reply as he squeezed the trigger. Even after all of RBS's training he still felt doubt about what he had just done. After all he was human.
"I'd better get moving. Don't want to be late to the drop point," RBS thought to hiimself. Highly trained and ready for action was the best way to describe RBS, if MJ could think of one person he wanted to help, RBSwould be the one.
After a long, tiring, but uneventful journey RBS arrived at the drop point. Just as he arrived he noticed a distortion in the sky that was gradually getting bigger, "right on time," RBS said. Suddenly the distortionbegan to open into a rip in the sky. A shape familiar to RBS began to emerge....it was a chinook helicopter. HE knew who was inside.
"Alright Rasta!" Screamed Grandprix as he jumped out of the helicopter. He ran over to RBS and playfully punched him on the arm," had much trouble yet?" asked Grandprix.
"Not really.....I had to demote Biohazard though. Namostar was already dead when I arrived," replied RBS.
"You were too late then?"
"Yeah I made the shift when they spotted the Sniper .... but..... I was just too late. I will get my revenge for Namostar if its the last thing I......" RBS got cut off mid sentence.
"Hello! Anyone missing here?" came a sharp reply from Turbonutter, "of all the people you could have ignored, you chose to ignore me.....your captain".
"Sorry sir. It won't happen again sir," came the short sharp replies from RBS and Grandprix.
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Hope at least one person enjoyed reading that :-D
MJ (;o| Good to have you back old smilie.
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"It'll never work," screamed Swish.
"its the only way. We've got to try," replied Shocky in a much calmer manner. "MJs life is in our hands, so it's either now or never".
"NOW!!!," both of them shouted. With an almighty leap they bounded forward into the Time_Warp. In a blur of colour the duo were sucked back to a time just before the great battle of the FOG.
"OUCH!," complained Shocky as he landed on the concrete floor. Swish however was slightly luckier. He had, had a much softer landing...on top of Spider that is.
"Sorry Spider," apologised Swish as he clambered off of the mangled body of Spider. Almost as quickly as Spider had been knocked down he was back on his eight legs and Swish had noticed that he didn't look happy.
"I'm gonna kick the cra......oh its you Swish," Spider said. Swish looked very relieved as he knew that Spider was already angry with him because of him imitating him.
"Hang on a sec, thatís not actually happened yet," Swish thought to himself. "Look Spider we have something to tell you and we are not sure if your going to believe us," Swish said.
"Well carry on then," Spider replied.
"The thing is Spider, we are Swish and Shocky it's just we are from the near future. Wait donít speak yet. You see we have come back to try and stop MJ dying," Shocky explained.
"MJs going to die....good. I never did like him, well I did but anyway thatís another story. What has all of this got to do with me then. As you can see I donít really care what happens to M......," Spider gets interrupted mid sentence.
"No Spider you donít seem to understand MJ does like you it's just he hasn't apologised yet," Swish tells Spider.
"Okay now I'm confused. Er....I guess I'm in though," Spider mumbles.
Spider Swish and Shocky begin the long walk to the spot where the battle of the FOG would soon take place. Before long Spider realises something very important, " by the way if you two aren't the Swish and Shocky from the present doesn't that mean that there is two Swishs and two Shockys walking around".
"Actually that is a very good point, we better go see the Webmaster and get our names changed before we go any further. Just imagine if we met the present day Swish and Shocky. The results would be catastrophic," Shocky says to Swish and Spider. So the three decide to take a slight detour and head off to the Webmasters office on Turbonutter Avenue.
Some time later........
"Wow this is the Webmasters office?" exclaims Shocky
"Yeah it is. Pretty amazing isn't it......" replies Spider.
"Amazingly cr@ppy that is"
"Come on then Swish go and knock on the door then," said Shocky.
"Why should I do it. Your the Shocktrooper and as I have heard the webmaster can get angry so I think that you should do it Shocky," replied Swish.
"Fine then I'll do it," Shocky said in an annoyed voice. Shocky slowly shuffled up to the door. Raising his hand he prepared to knock. BANG! the door flew open and came off its hinges........
"Have you got my GBA!..... oh your not the postman are you? You'd think that I'd already have one seeing as I work for SR wouldn't you? Anyway I suppose that you'd better come in," said the Webmaster, which to be honest was in some freaky sounding voice. The three of them hesitated...., " I said COME IN!" shouted the Webmaster.
"Okay, okay. Dont get your HTML in a twist," replied Swish in a cocky voice. Slowly Spider, Swish and Shocky entered the Webmasters office. All three looked at each in amazement as they saw the contents of the office.
"Donít look at each other like that, I have everything I need for my job. A god old PC and a huge lightening quick....36k modem. Hmm I see what you mean now. Anyway what are you here for?"
"No wonder it takes him ages to update the site," Spider muttered under his breath.
"What was that Spider?" the Webmaster asked.
"I said Swish and Shocky need to change their names. Can you help them?" replied Spider.
"Of course I can. They donít call me the Webmaster for nothing. Okay so what do you want your new names to be then.....?" the Webmaster asked.
"Hmmm I am not sure really haven't had much time to think about it. Well I'll be called...Namostar... yeah. Namostar," Swish decided.
"Okay just hang on a sec," the Webmaster said. "You'll have your new name in no time," the Webmaster pushed his feet against the floor and span to his desk, he started typing at his keyboard, brought up the source code to the site and began to change Swishs name. " Okay Namostar hope you like the new name," the Webmaster exclaimed.
"Thanks for that Webmaster. Now Shockys just got to decide on his new name and we can get out of this hell hole...I mean tech heaven," Namostar replied, " well what do you want your new name to be then?"
"Hmmm I am not sure either......how about.... Biohazard. Yep Biohazard sounds class," Shocky replied.
Once again the webmaster brought up the source code to the site, but obviously this time he changed Shockys name to Biohazard, "there you go. Now you are known as Namostar and Biohazard. Why exactly did you want to change your names anyway they were...hey Biohazard why are you looking at me like that?" asked the Webmaster.
"Keep your nose where it belongs. You've pried to far for your own good," replied Biohazard. Namostar slowly moved around the room until he was directly behind the Webmaster. Silently he pulled a long syringe out of his back pocket and swiftly stuck it into the Webmasters left arm. Injecting the cntents of the syringe Biohazard had a sly grin on his face, "that'll keep him down for a few hours. Not really long enough, but ti will have to do," Biohazard said as he glanced across the room at Spider. Spider was huddling in the corner looking totally freaked.
"Why did you do that? What he done to you?" Spider stuttered.
"Hes seen to much all ready. We can't have someone knowing about us. Once he awakens he will not remember a thing," repleid Namostar.
"Well I have seen you and you haven't injected m......wait you guys you wouldn't, would you?" Spider spluttered.
"Of course we wouldn't Spider, well at least not yet anyway. Stay in line, do what we say and you'll be just fine," said Biohazard ,"but rememeber just one foot over the line and it's night, night Spider".
"Oaky your the boss. I'll do what you say if you keep your word," said Spider.
"What word?" replied Namostar.
"You know about not injecting me," Spider said biting his lip.
"Don't worry. We'll keep our word. Anyway we have not got enough time already so we had better get going," said Biohazard. So they wasted no time and got out of the Webmasters office. Now they finally started their long hard journey to the FOG battlefields. They knew they had little time so the pace was quick, Spider however was having trouble keeping up with the to Ttimesplitters. No wonder really seeing as Namostar and Biohazard had specially trained for this mission and knew what to expect. However Biohazard was getting impatient, "come on Spider. Hurry up!" Biohazard shouted back at a weary Spider.
"I'm trying my hardest to keep up. Its like your armorines or something," Spider replied.
"Stop being lazy. Hurry up, I mean it," Biohazard screamed.
"I can't. I guess you will have to go on without me," Spider panted.
"No can do Spider," Biohazard pulled a gun out of his pocket and placed the gun on Spiders foehead. His hand was shaking like a leaf....BANG! An explosion of blood and brain matter flew out of Spiders head and his limp body slumped to the floor.
"Why did you do that!" screamed Namostar.
"I didn't! I only wanted to scare him. I wouldn't have done it, I couldn't," Biohazard whimpered.
"But that could only mean one thing... a Sniper is in the house, and a UK one at that," Namostar replied.
"RUN!" they both screamed at the same time.
The pair began to run. Neither of them could understand what was happening," whats going on Biohazard, this never happened last time," shouted Namostar, gasping for breath as he ran.
"I don't know. Us coming back must have caused a difference in the present.... hang on a sec check our stats," Biohazard said as he glanced down at his stats watch ,"wait our stats say we just arrived today, that stupid Webmaster never changed our names, he reset our accounts, he must have sussed us."
"HA HA die you JATS!" screamed a crazed Sniper from high above. Namostar and Biohazard instinctively ran towards the forest to the left of them, they knew that the Sniper would have trouble aiming his gun with all of the trees covering them. Biohazard darted into the forest with Namostar following closely behind him.
"Slow down Biohazard," Namostar gasped,"slow down I can't keep up."
"We can't! That Sniper is one of the UK. We stop and we're as good as dead. You know how highly trained they are," Biohazard shouted back, but then disaster struck .... Namostar tripped on a tree stump. With a sickening thud Namostars head smacked againsta rock on the dusty ground. Namostar scambled to his knees,"Watch out Namostar!" Biohazard desperately screamed.
"BANG!" the Sniper let off a shot from his rifle. The bullet fizzed through the air eventually cracking through Namostars skull and being engulfed by a cloud of blood exploding from the back of his head.
"Noooo!" Screamed Biohazard as he sprinted off into the forest puzzled by what was happening. He pulled his communications watch up to his mouth," I need reinforcements now!" Biohazard shouted desperately.
"Flash!" From out of no where a dazzling Time_Warp appeared. RastaBillySkank came bounding out of it in extremely high tech equiptment. The pair began to run through the forestuntil eventually they exited out of the other side. "I think we lost him," Biohazard panted.
"Affirmative. The Sniper is not in our proximity," said RBS in a very robotic voice.
"Whats up with all that high tech gear then RBS?" Biohazard asked.
"Times have changed, technology has come a long way since you chrono shifted last," RBS replied.
"Oh yeah! Proffesor Monkey for a head said something about that before we jumped. HE also said that if one of uswas to die the other would be......" Biohazard was stopped mid sentence," you wouldn't would you RBS? We used to be mates." RBS pulled out his automatic shotgun out of its holder.
"You've been demoted," was his stern reply as he squeezed the trigger. Even after all of RBS's training he still felt doubt about what he had just done. After all he was human.
"I'd better get moving. Don't want to be late to the drop point," RBS thought to hiimself. Highly trained and ready for action was the best way to describe RBS, if MJ could think of one person he wanted to help, RBSwould be the one.
After a long, tiring, but uneventful journey RBS arrived at the drop point. Just as he arrived he noticed a distortion in the sky that was gradually getting bigger, "right on time," RBS said. Suddenly the distortionbegan to open into a rip in the sky. A shape familiar to RBS began to emerge....it was a chinook helicopter. HE knew who was inside.
"Alright Rasta!" Screamed Grandprix as he jumped out of the helicopter. He ran over to RBS and playfully punched him on the arm," had much trouble yet?" asked Grandprix.
"Not really.....I had to demote Biohazard though. Namostar was already dead when I arrived," replied RBS.
"You were too late then?"
"Yeah I made the shift when they spotted the Sniper .... but..... I was just too late. I will get my revenge for Namostar if its the last thing I......" RBS got cut off mid sentence.
"Hello! Anyone missing here?" came a sharp reply from Turbonutter, "of all the people you could have ignored, you chose to ignore me.....your captain".
"Sorry sir. It won't happen again sir," came the short sharp replies from RBS and Grandprix.
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Hope at least one person enjoyed reading that :-D
MJ (;o| Good to have you back old smilie.
Yay, I'd like to see the rest of your story. It's very good.
But now that I've said that, you have to go to FOG Chat and click on View Older Topics about two or three times and find the topic called "Mystiques most embarrassing way of getting employment - a story".
That's two of the parts to my story. I'm working on the rest. Tell me what you think of it.
Keep going MJ, it's looking good.
But now that I've said that, you have to go to FOG Chat and click on View Older Topics about two or three times and find the topic called "Mystiques most embarrassing way of getting employment - a story".
That's two of the parts to my story. I'm working on the rest. Tell me what you think of it.
Keep going MJ, it's looking good.
Read my story, read my story, READ MY STORY!...please. Somebody, anybody......PLEASE!
MJ
MJ
Neo-Genetic wrote:
> I would like to read the begginng but carry on writing.
It's really good.
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You would like to read the beginning?..well scroll down the page to the first post and do it then! :-D
That is in fact the beginning of the story.....I suppose it is quite difficult to understand as it starts right i the middle of something, but I chose to do it so it got people reading instead of boring them with the into.
Also it happens to be about an event on the FOG that wasn't exactly a big event....it wasn't even an event but it was basically a conversation between me and a few members that got me writing.
MJ
> I would like to read the begginng but carry on writing.
It's really good.
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You would like to read the beginning?..well scroll down the page to the first post and do it then! :-D
That is in fact the beginning of the story.....I suppose it is quite difficult to understand as it starts right i the middle of something, but I chose to do it so it got people reading instead of boring them with the into.
Also it happens to be about an event on the FOG that wasn't exactly a big event....it wasn't even an event but it was basically a conversation between me and a few members that got me writing.
MJ
Well I have decided to ask you all something. I want to know how many of you owuld be interested in reading the rest of my story that I began writing a long time ago, before I was banned. It happens to involved a character who I am not sure is with us anymore, but he may wander around the Web design forums a bit. Anyways here is the beginning of the story, reply with your opinions and say "Yay" or "Nay" to say whether you would like me too continue it.
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"It'll never work," screamed Swish.
"its the only way. We've got to try," replied Shocky in a much calmer manner. "MJs life is in our hands, so it's either now or never".
"NOW!!!," both of them shouted. With an almighty leap they bounded forward into the Time_Warp. In a blur of colour the duo were sucked back to a time just before the great battle of the FOG.
"OUCH!," complained Shocky as he landed on the concrete floor. Swish however was slightly luckier. He had, had a much softer landing...on top of Spider that is.
"Sorry Spider," apologised Swish as he clambered off of the mangled body of Spider. Almost as quickly as Spider had been knocked down he was back on his eight legs and Swish had noticed that he didn't look happy.
"I'm gonna kick the cra......oh its you Swish," Spider said. Swish looked very relieved as he knew that Spider was already angry with him because of him imitating him.
"Hang on a sec, thatís not actually happened yet," Swish thought to himself. "Look Spider we have something to tell you and we are not sure if your going to believe us," Swish said.
"Well carry on then," Spider replied.
"The thing is Spider, we are Swish and Shocky it's just we are from the near future. Wait donít speak yet. You see we have come back to try and stop MJ dying," Shocky explained.
"MJs going to die....good. I never did like him, well I did but anyway thatís another story. What has all of this got to do with me then. As you can see I donít really care what happens to M......," Spider gets interrupted mid sentence.
"No Spider you donít seem to understand MJ does like you it's just he hasn't apologised yet," Swish tells Spider.
"Okay now I'm confused. Er....I guess I'm in though," Spider mumbles.
Spider Swish and Shocky begin the long walk to the spot where the battle of the FOG would soon take place. Before long Spider realises something very important, " by the way if you two aren't the Swish and Shocky from the present doesn't that mean that there is two Swishs and two Shockys walking around".
"Actually that is a very good point, we better go see the Webmaster and get our names changed before we go any further. Just imagine if we met the present day Swish and Shocky. The results would be catastrophic," Shocky says to Swish and Spider. So the three decide to take a slight detour and head off to the Webmasters office on Turbonutter Avenue.
Some time later........
"Wow this is the Webmasters office?" exclaims Shocky
"Yeah it is. Pretty amazing isn't it......" replies Spider.
"Amazingly cr@ppy that is"
"Come on then Swish go and knock on the door then," said Shocky.
"Why should I do it. Your the Shocktrooper and as I have heard the webmaster can get angry so I think that you should do it Shocky," replied Swish.
"Fine then I'll do it," Shocky said in an annoyed voice. Shocky slowly shuffled up to the door. Raising his hand he prepared to knock. BANG! the door flew open and came off its hinges........
"Have you got my GBA!..... oh your not the postman are you? You'd think that I'd already have one seeing as I work for SR wouldn't you? Anyway I suppose that you'd better come in," said the Webmaster, which to be honest was in some freaky sounding voice. The three of them hesitated...., " I said COME IN!" shouted the Webmaster.
"Okay, okay. Dont get your HTML in a twist," replied Swish in a cocky voice. Slowly Spider, Swish and Shocky entered the Webmasters office. All three looked at each in amazement as they saw the contents of the office.
"Donít look at each other like that, I have everything I need for my job. A god old PC and a huge lightening quick....36k modem. Hmm I see what you mean now. Anyway what are you here for?"
"No wonder it takes him ages to update the site," Spider muttered under his breath.
"What was that Spider?" the Webmaster asked.
"I said Swish and Shocky need to change their names. Can you help them?" replied Spider.
"Of course I can. They donít call me the Webmaster for nothing. Okay so what do you want your new names to be then.....?" the Webmaster asked.
"Hmmm I am not sure really haven't had much time to think about it. Well I'll be called...Namostar... yeah. Namostar," Swish decided.
"Okay just hang on a sec," the Webmaster said. "You'll have your new name in no time," the Webmaster pushed his feet against the floor and span to his desk, he started typing at his keyboard, brought up the source code to the site and began to change Swishs name. " Okay Namostar hope you like the new name," the Webmaster exclaimed.
"Thanks for that Webmaster. Now Shockys just got to decide on his new name and we can get out of this hell hole...I mean tech heaven," Namostar replied, " well what do you want your new name to be then?"
"Hmmm I am not sure either......how about.... Biohazard. Yep Biohazard sounds class," Shocky replied.
Once again the webmaster brought up the source code to the site, but obviously this time he changed Shockys name to Biohazard, "there you go. Now you are known as Namostar and Biohazard. Why exactly did you want to change your names anyway they were...hey Biohazard why are you looking at me like that?" asked the Webmaster.
"Keep your nose where it belongs. You've pried to far for your own good," replied Biohazard. Namostar slowly moved around the room until he was directly behind the Webmaster. Silently he pulled a long syringe out of his back pocket and swiftly stuck it into the Webmasters left arm. Injecting the cntents of the syringe Biohazard had a sly grin on his face, "that'll keep him down for a few hours. Not really long enough, but ti will have to do," Biohazard said as he glanced across the room at Spider. Spider was huddling in the corner looking totally freaked.
"Why did you do that? What he done to you?" Spider stuttered.
"Hes seen to much all ready. We can't have someone knowing about us. Once he awakens he will not remember a thing," repleid Namostar.
"Well I have seen you and you haven't injected m......wait you guys you wouldn't, would you?" Spider spluttered.
"Of course we wouldn't Spider, well at least not yet anyway. Stay in line, do what we say and you'll be just fine," said Biohazard ,"but rememeber just one foot over the line and it's night, night Spider".
"Oaky your the boss. I'll do what you say if you keep your word," said Spider.
"What word?" replied Namostar.
"You know about not injecting me," Spider said biting his lip.
"Don't worry. We'll keep our word. Anyway we have not got enough time already so we had better get going," said Biohazard. So they wasted no time and got out of the Webmasters office. Now they finally started their long hard journey to the FOG battlefields. They knew they had little time so the pace was quick, Spider however was having trouble keeping up with the to Ttimesplitters. No wonder really seeing as Namostar and Biohazard had specially trained for this mission and knew what to expect. However Biohazard was getting impatient, "come on Spider. Hurry up!" Biohazard shouted back at a weary Spider.
"I'm trying my hardest to keep up. Its like your armorines or something," Spider replied.
"Stop being lazy. Hurry up, I mean it," Biohazard screamed.
"I can't. I guess you will have to go on without me," Spider panted.
"No can do Spider," Biohazard pulled a gun out of his pocket and placed the gun on Spiders foehead. His hand was shaking like a leaf....BANG! An explosion of blood and brain matter flew out of Spiders head and his limp body slumped to the floor.
"Why did you do that!" screamed Namostar.
"I didn't! I only wanted to scare him. I wouldn't have done it, I couldn't," Biohazard whimpered.
"But that could only mean one thing... a Sniper is in the house, and a UK one at that," Namostar replied.
"RUN!" they both screamed at the same time.
The pair began to run. Neither of them could understand what was happening," whats going on Biohazard, this never happened last time," shouted Namostar, gasping for breath as he ran.
"I don't know. Us coming back must have caused a difference in the present.... hang on a sec check our stats," Biohazard said as he glanced down at his stats watch ,"wait our stats say we just arrived today, that stupid Webmaster never changed our names, he reset our accounts, he must have sussed us."
"HA HA die you JATS!" screamed a crazed Sniper from high above. Namostar and Biohazard instinctively ran towards the forest to the left of them, they knew that the Sniper would have trouble aiming his gun with all of the trees covering them. Biohazard darted into the forest with Namostar following closely behind him.
"Slow down Biohazard," Namostar gasped,"slow down I can't keep up."
"We can't! That Sniper is one of the UK. We stop and we're as good as dead. You know how highly trained they are," Biohazard shouted back, but then disaster struck .... Namostar tripped on a tree stump. With a sickening thud Namostars head smacked againsta rock on the dusty ground. Namostar scambled to his knees,"Watch out Namostar!" Biohazard desperately screamed.
"BANG!" the Sniper let off a shot from his rifle. The bullet fizzed through the air eventually cracking through Namostars skull and being engulfed by a cloud of blood exploding from the back of his head.
"Noooo!" Screamed Biohazard as he sprinted off into the forest puzzled by what was happening. He pulled his communications watch up to his mouth," I need reinforcements now!" Biohazard shouted desperately.
"Flash!" From out of no where a dazzling Time_Warp appeared. RastaBillySkank came bounding out of it in extremely high tech equiptment. The pair began to run through the forestuntil eventually they exited out of the other side. "I think we lost him," Biohazard panted.
"Affirmative. The Sniper is not in our proximity," said RBS in a very robotic voice.
"Whats up with all that high tech gear then RBS?" Biohazard asked.
"Times have changed, technology has come a long way since you chrono shifted last," RBS replied.
"Oh yeah! Proffesor Monkey for a head said something about that before we jumped. HE also said that if one of uswas to die the other would be......" Biohazard was stopped mid sentence," you wouldn't would you RBS? We used to be mates." RBS pulled out his automatic shotgun out of its holder.
"You've been demoted," was his stern reply as he squeezed the trigger. Even after all of RBS's training he still felt doubt about what he had just done. After all he was human.
"I'd better get moving. Don't want to be late to the drop point," RBS thought to hiimself. Highly trained and ready for action was the best way to describe RBS, if MJ could think of one person he wanted to help, RBSwould be the one.
After a long, tiring, but uneventful journey RBS arrived at the drop point. Just as he arrived he noticed a distortion in the sky that was gradually getting bigger, "right on time," RBS said. Suddenly the distortionbegan to open into a rip in the sky. A shape familiar to RBS began to emerge....it was a chinook helicopter. HE knew who was inside.
"Alright Rasta!" Screamed Grandprix as he jumped out of the helicopter. He ran over to RBS and playfully punched him on the arm," had much trouble yet?" asked Grandprix.
"Not really.....I had to demote Biohazard though. Namostar was already dead when I arrived," replied RBS.
"You were too late then?"
"Yeah I made the shift when they spotted the Sniper .... but..... I was just too late. I will get my revenge for Namostar if its the last thing I......" RBS got cut off mid sentence.
"Hello! Anyone missing here?" came a sharp reply from Turbonutter, "of all the people you could have ignored, you chose to ignore me.....your captain".
"Sorry sir. It won't happen again sir," came the short sharp replies from RBS and Grandprix.
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Hope at least one person enjoyed reading that :-D
MJ (;o| Good to have you back old smilie.
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"It'll never work," screamed Swish.
"its the only way. We've got to try," replied Shocky in a much calmer manner. "MJs life is in our hands, so it's either now or never".
"NOW!!!," both of them shouted. With an almighty leap they bounded forward into the Time_Warp. In a blur of colour the duo were sucked back to a time just before the great battle of the FOG.
"OUCH!," complained Shocky as he landed on the concrete floor. Swish however was slightly luckier. He had, had a much softer landing...on top of Spider that is.
"Sorry Spider," apologised Swish as he clambered off of the mangled body of Spider. Almost as quickly as Spider had been knocked down he was back on his eight legs and Swish had noticed that he didn't look happy.
"I'm gonna kick the cra......oh its you Swish," Spider said. Swish looked very relieved as he knew that Spider was already angry with him because of him imitating him.
"Hang on a sec, thatís not actually happened yet," Swish thought to himself. "Look Spider we have something to tell you and we are not sure if your going to believe us," Swish said.
"Well carry on then," Spider replied.
"The thing is Spider, we are Swish and Shocky it's just we are from the near future. Wait donít speak yet. You see we have come back to try and stop MJ dying," Shocky explained.
"MJs going to die....good. I never did like him, well I did but anyway thatís another story. What has all of this got to do with me then. As you can see I donít really care what happens to M......," Spider gets interrupted mid sentence.
"No Spider you donít seem to understand MJ does like you it's just he hasn't apologised yet," Swish tells Spider.
"Okay now I'm confused. Er....I guess I'm in though," Spider mumbles.
Spider Swish and Shocky begin the long walk to the spot where the battle of the FOG would soon take place. Before long Spider realises something very important, " by the way if you two aren't the Swish and Shocky from the present doesn't that mean that there is two Swishs and two Shockys walking around".
"Actually that is a very good point, we better go see the Webmaster and get our names changed before we go any further. Just imagine if we met the present day Swish and Shocky. The results would be catastrophic," Shocky says to Swish and Spider. So the three decide to take a slight detour and head off to the Webmasters office on Turbonutter Avenue.
Some time later........
"Wow this is the Webmasters office?" exclaims Shocky
"Yeah it is. Pretty amazing isn't it......" replies Spider.
"Amazingly cr@ppy that is"
"Come on then Swish go and knock on the door then," said Shocky.
"Why should I do it. Your the Shocktrooper and as I have heard the webmaster can get angry so I think that you should do it Shocky," replied Swish.
"Fine then I'll do it," Shocky said in an annoyed voice. Shocky slowly shuffled up to the door. Raising his hand he prepared to knock. BANG! the door flew open and came off its hinges........
"Have you got my GBA!..... oh your not the postman are you? You'd think that I'd already have one seeing as I work for SR wouldn't you? Anyway I suppose that you'd better come in," said the Webmaster, which to be honest was in some freaky sounding voice. The three of them hesitated...., " I said COME IN!" shouted the Webmaster.
"Okay, okay. Dont get your HTML in a twist," replied Swish in a cocky voice. Slowly Spider, Swish and Shocky entered the Webmasters office. All three looked at each in amazement as they saw the contents of the office.
"Donít look at each other like that, I have everything I need for my job. A god old PC and a huge lightening quick....36k modem. Hmm I see what you mean now. Anyway what are you here for?"
"No wonder it takes him ages to update the site," Spider muttered under his breath.
"What was that Spider?" the Webmaster asked.
"I said Swish and Shocky need to change their names. Can you help them?" replied Spider.
"Of course I can. They donít call me the Webmaster for nothing. Okay so what do you want your new names to be then.....?" the Webmaster asked.
"Hmmm I am not sure really haven't had much time to think about it. Well I'll be called...Namostar... yeah. Namostar," Swish decided.
"Okay just hang on a sec," the Webmaster said. "You'll have your new name in no time," the Webmaster pushed his feet against the floor and span to his desk, he started typing at his keyboard, brought up the source code to the site and began to change Swishs name. " Okay Namostar hope you like the new name," the Webmaster exclaimed.
"Thanks for that Webmaster. Now Shockys just got to decide on his new name and we can get out of this hell hole...I mean tech heaven," Namostar replied, " well what do you want your new name to be then?"
"Hmmm I am not sure either......how about.... Biohazard. Yep Biohazard sounds class," Shocky replied.
Once again the webmaster brought up the source code to the site, but obviously this time he changed Shockys name to Biohazard, "there you go. Now you are known as Namostar and Biohazard. Why exactly did you want to change your names anyway they were...hey Biohazard why are you looking at me like that?" asked the Webmaster.
"Keep your nose where it belongs. You've pried to far for your own good," replied Biohazard. Namostar slowly moved around the room until he was directly behind the Webmaster. Silently he pulled a long syringe out of his back pocket and swiftly stuck it into the Webmasters left arm. Injecting the cntents of the syringe Biohazard had a sly grin on his face, "that'll keep him down for a few hours. Not really long enough, but ti will have to do," Biohazard said as he glanced across the room at Spider. Spider was huddling in the corner looking totally freaked.
"Why did you do that? What he done to you?" Spider stuttered.
"Hes seen to much all ready. We can't have someone knowing about us. Once he awakens he will not remember a thing," repleid Namostar.
"Well I have seen you and you haven't injected m......wait you guys you wouldn't, would you?" Spider spluttered.
"Of course we wouldn't Spider, well at least not yet anyway. Stay in line, do what we say and you'll be just fine," said Biohazard ,"but rememeber just one foot over the line and it's night, night Spider".
"Oaky your the boss. I'll do what you say if you keep your word," said Spider.
"What word?" replied Namostar.
"You know about not injecting me," Spider said biting his lip.
"Don't worry. We'll keep our word. Anyway we have not got enough time already so we had better get going," said Biohazard. So they wasted no time and got out of the Webmasters office. Now they finally started their long hard journey to the FOG battlefields. They knew they had little time so the pace was quick, Spider however was having trouble keeping up with the to Ttimesplitters. No wonder really seeing as Namostar and Biohazard had specially trained for this mission and knew what to expect. However Biohazard was getting impatient, "come on Spider. Hurry up!" Biohazard shouted back at a weary Spider.
"I'm trying my hardest to keep up. Its like your armorines or something," Spider replied.
"Stop being lazy. Hurry up, I mean it," Biohazard screamed.
"I can't. I guess you will have to go on without me," Spider panted.
"No can do Spider," Biohazard pulled a gun out of his pocket and placed the gun on Spiders foehead. His hand was shaking like a leaf....BANG! An explosion of blood and brain matter flew out of Spiders head and his limp body slumped to the floor.
"Why did you do that!" screamed Namostar.
"I didn't! I only wanted to scare him. I wouldn't have done it, I couldn't," Biohazard whimpered.
"But that could only mean one thing... a Sniper is in the house, and a UK one at that," Namostar replied.
"RUN!" they both screamed at the same time.
The pair began to run. Neither of them could understand what was happening," whats going on Biohazard, this never happened last time," shouted Namostar, gasping for breath as he ran.
"I don't know. Us coming back must have caused a difference in the present.... hang on a sec check our stats," Biohazard said as he glanced down at his stats watch ,"wait our stats say we just arrived today, that stupid Webmaster never changed our names, he reset our accounts, he must have sussed us."
"HA HA die you JATS!" screamed a crazed Sniper from high above. Namostar and Biohazard instinctively ran towards the forest to the left of them, they knew that the Sniper would have trouble aiming his gun with all of the trees covering them. Biohazard darted into the forest with Namostar following closely behind him.
"Slow down Biohazard," Namostar gasped,"slow down I can't keep up."
"We can't! That Sniper is one of the UK. We stop and we're as good as dead. You know how highly trained they are," Biohazard shouted back, but then disaster struck .... Namostar tripped on a tree stump. With a sickening thud Namostars head smacked againsta rock on the dusty ground. Namostar scambled to his knees,"Watch out Namostar!" Biohazard desperately screamed.
"BANG!" the Sniper let off a shot from his rifle. The bullet fizzed through the air eventually cracking through Namostars skull and being engulfed by a cloud of blood exploding from the back of his head.
"Noooo!" Screamed Biohazard as he sprinted off into the forest puzzled by what was happening. He pulled his communications watch up to his mouth," I need reinforcements now!" Biohazard shouted desperately.
"Flash!" From out of no where a dazzling Time_Warp appeared. RastaBillySkank came bounding out of it in extremely high tech equiptment. The pair began to run through the forestuntil eventually they exited out of the other side. "I think we lost him," Biohazard panted.
"Affirmative. The Sniper is not in our proximity," said RBS in a very robotic voice.
"Whats up with all that high tech gear then RBS?" Biohazard asked.
"Times have changed, technology has come a long way since you chrono shifted last," RBS replied.
"Oh yeah! Proffesor Monkey for a head said something about that before we jumped. HE also said that if one of uswas to die the other would be......" Biohazard was stopped mid sentence," you wouldn't would you RBS? We used to be mates." RBS pulled out his automatic shotgun out of its holder.
"You've been demoted," was his stern reply as he squeezed the trigger. Even after all of RBS's training he still felt doubt about what he had just done. After all he was human.
"I'd better get moving. Don't want to be late to the drop point," RBS thought to hiimself. Highly trained and ready for action was the best way to describe RBS, if MJ could think of one person he wanted to help, RBSwould be the one.
After a long, tiring, but uneventful journey RBS arrived at the drop point. Just as he arrived he noticed a distortion in the sky that was gradually getting bigger, "right on time," RBS said. Suddenly the distortionbegan to open into a rip in the sky. A shape familiar to RBS began to emerge....it was a chinook helicopter. HE knew who was inside.
"Alright Rasta!" Screamed Grandprix as he jumped out of the helicopter. He ran over to RBS and playfully punched him on the arm," had much trouble yet?" asked Grandprix.
"Not really.....I had to demote Biohazard though. Namostar was already dead when I arrived," replied RBS.
"You were too late then?"
"Yeah I made the shift when they spotted the Sniper .... but..... I was just too late. I will get my revenge for Namostar if its the last thing I......" RBS got cut off mid sentence.
"Hello! Anyone missing here?" came a sharp reply from Turbonutter, "of all the people you could have ignored, you chose to ignore me.....your captain".
"Sorry sir. It won't happen again sir," came the short sharp replies from RBS and Grandprix.
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Hope at least one person enjoyed reading that :-D
MJ (;o| Good to have you back old smilie.