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"A bleak, bleak future..."

Look. Don't blame me, I'm bored. If people were in here chatting away, I wouldn't have to sink to this level.



Smoke purred from Ant's mouth, drifting into the air, and pulling the life from within him out...

"You shouldn't smoke you know. It's bad for the insides."

Ant looked down at his curry. He wouldn't be suprised if the curry did more damage.

"I can't eat any more." He said. "I'm not feeling too well today."

The man took away Ant's curry, and emptied it into a bucket.
"That'll be 90 credits..." As the man looked up, Ant was no longer at his seat.

"Put it on the slate!" Ant shouted...

Ant had recieved another message. It was from command. Apparently some of the driods had broke lose, killing a few task forces on the way.

Ant got into his hovercar, just a bog standard craft, but the seats were uncomfortable. He knew this would be his last run before he could buy another.

He pulled the craft up, and out of the giant hanger, and into the open air. It was night. You could tell it was night because there were more hovercars around, it usually gets busy at night... Ant looked up at the deep smog that had settled over the city of Pembroke many years ago... not long after Pembroke was declared the new capital of the former British Isles all those years ago... before the war.

Ant remembers it as if it were about 10 years ago, so he expected the details to be a bit foggy.

Professor Miyamoto about 11 years ago invented the next generation of machinary to compete with the Overlords Playchip 3, which was in popular demand with kids...

Under the company name Nintendo, Prof. Miyamoto released the Nintendo chip into the mass market. Hundreds of people brought them, and had them implanted. Some many happy faces... so much peace in the world...

Then something, as always it seemed, went wrong. The chips started to manufuction, taking the persons will of control with it. They produced hundreds of automated psyhcotic killing machines, and Nintendo had no control over them...

The Overlord had ordered that all Nintendo products to be taking off the market, and ordered that Nintendo was shut down.

Ant pulled out of his daydream, and realised that he was heading straight for a building... He pulled up with ease. But someone behind him, who didn't anticipate his move quickly dodged to the left to avoid Ant, and hit the building that Ant was trying to avoid. The sprialling trail of the hovercars smoke reminded Ant to light his cigarette, which was just clasped unlit between his lips. Ant thought he was going insane...

Ant managed to navigate through the rest of the car maze, and ended up at the Overlords headquarters. Sony HQ.

He landed. Finding a space was easy, just land on top of any car already there. Sometimes you would find stacks of cars miles high, with the Jenga like approuch for the man with the bottom car, attempting to remove his car... There had been several "Jenga" accidents in the last few days.

Ant had left his car, climbed down the stack of cars, and entered the building. He proceeded past reception, and walked down the dark stairs. He took the second door on the left, walked around the fountain in the middle of the room to the third door, past the small wildlife display, through the small hall, under the glass bridge, and through the red double doors.

"Who are you?" Said the man inside.

"My names Ant. I'm a Blade Runner."

"Oh... you looking for the Command office. You should have taken the fourth door near the waterfall, this is the lower hall."

"Oh. Ta."

Fantasymeister reached into his pocket, and withdrew a cigarette box. He took one out, and put it in his mouth.

(Where else?)

Ant looked at FM in horror. He grabbed the cigarette and threw it to the ground. FM looked at him confused as Ant took his cigarette packet and threw that away too, into the grass.

"...Why'd you do that?"

"I'm trying to quit, and it really isn't helping when you keep lighting up in front of you."

"...Alright, I'll light up behind your back then." Fantasymeister walked off to collect his packet.

"No! Don't smoke at all!" Fantasymeister sighed and turned. "I've been trying to quit for years, and I'm starting to make progress..."

Ant fumbled in his pocket for something that wasn't there.

Fantasymeister broke the small silence. "Who are we supposed to be getting now anyway?"

"...Er-no." Ant got a piece of paper from another pocket. "According to the lastest log, he was last seen in the mountains, babbling about Eidos. He was seen entering a cave."

"What cave?"

"The cave that taste forgot." Ant looked to the horizon, as if he could see it, and pointed towards the sea. "Up near the top of Nipple mountain."

"Nipple mountain?"

"Yes," Ant replied. "Nipple mountain."

"You would think the writer would come up with a more horrific name."

"I suspect he just can't be bothered. As usual."

"At least he even bothers to write."

Fantasymeister and Ant watched the sunset over the city in the distance. Fantasymeister sighed and walked away, but Ant tripped him up, and fell on his face. Ant ran off laughing.

And so they looked up to see what was causing the great shadow and the look of alarm on pb's face.

"It's a cloud" said FM.
pb was still whimpering and pointing.
"Cumulus by the look of things, too" FM continued. "Hardly the most terrifying collection of microscopic water molecules ever to grace the land."

pb was running back to the tardis, with his hands over his head, screaming "Nooooooooo!".

"Does he have some sort of cloudaphobia?" asked Ant.
"I'm going back to check on him" Dan said "You two keep looking for whatever it is we're supposed to be looking for now"

"So many unanswered questions." Ant was thinking, "Like why did pb run off? And does anyone still remember what we were supposed to be doing? And who is the mysterious 'unknown' escapee, mentioned far, far back in the plot?" Ant's thought line was then interrupted by a voice.

"It's really funny the way you move your lips when you think" FM said "And you stand still too"

"Yeah, whatever" Ant said.

So the two set about continuing their mission, whatever that was.....

The posse cheerfully continued on.

They stopped for a game of sherades.

pb was trying to do, "Fawlty Towers."

pb was failing. Suddenly though, he saw "the shadow". He looked up in awe at what it was, and shouted, "NO!!!IT CANNOT BE!!"

"You're not allowed to use words!" FM shouted.

I'm afraid I have no desire to write at the moment...

But I can't let this die...

The TARDIS landed with a jolt and the intrepid bunch were thrown across the floor.

"What does intrepid mean?" Asked FM, paying no attention to the fact that it was said by the narrator.

"Er, brave I think, and kinda outgoing or something." replied Ant, "Anyway, shall we take a look at where we are now?"

Ant took the lever and opened the large view screen. After wiping the condensation off, they could see that they had landed back where they started.

"S'funny, I never noticed those gothic church buildings or that mass of smoke that rises up from the drains before. And wasn't it a little lighter last time we were here?" said FM looking at the scene as they stepped out into the cold night air.

"Have you noticed the music playing in the background," said Ant to the group, "very moody and grand it is, sounds a bit like...."

"...Danny Elfman" finished pb as they all strained to listen to the rising tempo of a deep and foreboding tune.

A shadow past above them and landed on a nearby roof, purched on a gothic demon. The group, not noticing this, continued on their way.

Through the window, Dan_uk had found himself in a stadium with a ring (no not a ring that goes on the finger, a boxing/wrestling ring).

Inside it Mario and Sonic were having a fight. So that's what the problem was. Dan_uk watched the fight, having to duck a Shell that narrowly missed his head.

Looking around the stadium he saw Dan_2K1, the one rumored to either be his clone or who he was cloned from.
He was typing on a laptop.

In a few seconds, Virtua Fighter characters, the guy from Nights and various other Sega characters (including Ecco who was having a hard time being out of the water) poured into the stadium and started beating up Mario.

Sensing foul play, Dan_uk looked on Dan_2K1's laptop screen.
Dan_2K1 had hacked into the bouncers list of people allowed in, giving the Sega side an unfair advantage.

Dan_uk threw a shell towards the ropes which bounced off towards Dan_2k1 who dived out of the way.

During the distraction, Dan_uk did his own bit of hacking to the list.

Sonic revved up one last attack to finish a severly beaten up Mario. And got hit by a barrel.

Donkey Kong, Link and Samus along with many Pokemon and other Nintendo characters stormed into the arena. The odds had evened up again.

"I'm so damn well bored, I might as well go drown myself in curry" said Ant.

"Isn't that a bit Madras-tic" Chuckled FantasyMeister.

"Whoa, deja-vu" Said Dan_uk.

Then the tardis reached it's destination, and the door swung open with a *click*

But you do have in the story Ant. It's called fictional writing.

I don't have a mobile phone.

After beating up Sniper a few times, the gang got bored waiting for Dan_Uk...

"For crying out loud!" Ant was busying himself with playing Snake on his mobile phone. "How long does it take!"

Fantasymeister was bored too, and was testing the "hand in bucket of water" theorem with Dan_Uk.