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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."
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."
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Grix stood in front of a large door. He opened it, and walked boldly through.
He found himself in a huge room, a golden chandilier swung in the wind, with about a 1000 diamond candles, above a army of about a 1000 men carrying uzis.
In an uncharactistically low voice, one small girl with a blonde pony tail, obviously the leader, shouted: "PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!"
Grix looked around, another door lay behond the army of men leaded by a ridculously overdeveloped 11 year old girl...
Grix thought about pulling out his gun and shooting at the chandelier, but he was too drunk to aim properly, and not drunk enough to think that it would be a good idea.
"DO YOU WANT US TO SHOOT!" The lead girl shouted again.
(...Hel...GRI....CAN YOU HEAR ME! GRIX! CAN YOU HEAR ME!)
Grix howled in pain... "YES!"
The men lowered their guns and looked at eachother.
The girl lowered her voice to a high degree of seriousness.
"This is the most restricted area known to man, no-one has walked through those doors, and left either alive, or knowledgable of their experience. Which do you wish to be!"
(Oops, sorry. Did you get to Nintendo HQ?)
"I had to have a few drinks on the way here... I can't even remember the journey." Grix looked around a bit more. There was a door on the west side of the room. It looked much more accessible... perhaps ducking behind a few of the pillars and crates on the way...
The men raised their guns at him.
"That isn't good enough I'm afraid. Your mind must be removed, we can't allow our secret to get out."
(...I see...)
"I'm not sure what to do." Grix said.
"It's pretty simple! Raise your arms!" The girl said.
(What about shooting the chandelier?)
"I'm not sure if I can... I'm pretty drunk."
The girl looked at him again. She raised her hand.
*Click*
Two men ran out towards Grix as if there were going to drag him away.
"What are you doing!!" Grix pulled out his gun, and pointed at the two men.
The girl stepped forward. "PUT THE GUN DOWN!"
(Oh that was a reeeaaaaalll good move there Grix.)
"SHUT UP! I'LL DO WHAT THE HELL I LIKE!" Grix replied.
Grix stepped back a bit... he aimed his gun at the guard. He fired.
The bullet passed straight through the body of the man. He seemed to accept the bullet wound...
"Hey!" Grix looked at the man. "Why aren't you dead?"
(More to the point, why aren't you dead? Why haven't they returned fire?)
The chandelier came back to Grix's mind...
He took aim, and fired. He missed.
(Fire again.)
*BANG*
The bullet hit this time. The men started to flicker.
*BANG*
The chandelier lost it's hold, and broke off... it smashed to the ground with a giagantic clash... And all the men faded away...
The lone girl stood in the middle of the room.
Grix returned his gun to his holster. The girl ran away through the side door, crying.
Grix ran to the next door... the mainframe. He sat down at the computer, and typed what his brain told him to...
He found himself in a huge room, a golden chandilier swung in the wind, with about a 1000 diamond candles, above a army of about a 1000 men carrying uzis.
In an uncharactistically low voice, one small girl with a blonde pony tail, obviously the leader, shouted: "PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!"
Grix looked around, another door lay behond the army of men leaded by a ridculously overdeveloped 11 year old girl...
Grix thought about pulling out his gun and shooting at the chandelier, but he was too drunk to aim properly, and not drunk enough to think that it would be a good idea.
"DO YOU WANT US TO SHOOT!" The lead girl shouted again.
(...Hel...GRI....CAN YOU HEAR ME! GRIX! CAN YOU HEAR ME!)
Grix howled in pain... "YES!"
The men lowered their guns and looked at eachother.
The girl lowered her voice to a high degree of seriousness.
"This is the most restricted area known to man, no-one has walked through those doors, and left either alive, or knowledgable of their experience. Which do you wish to be!"
(Oops, sorry. Did you get to Nintendo HQ?)
"I had to have a few drinks on the way here... I can't even remember the journey." Grix looked around a bit more. There was a door on the west side of the room. It looked much more accessible... perhaps ducking behind a few of the pillars and crates on the way...
The men raised their guns at him.
"That isn't good enough I'm afraid. Your mind must be removed, we can't allow our secret to get out."
(...I see...)
"I'm not sure what to do." Grix said.
"It's pretty simple! Raise your arms!" The girl said.
(What about shooting the chandelier?)
"I'm not sure if I can... I'm pretty drunk."
The girl looked at him again. She raised her hand.
*Click*
Two men ran out towards Grix as if there were going to drag him away.
"What are you doing!!" Grix pulled out his gun, and pointed at the two men.
The girl stepped forward. "PUT THE GUN DOWN!"
(Oh that was a reeeaaaaalll good move there Grix.)
"SHUT UP! I'LL DO WHAT THE HELL I LIKE!" Grix replied.
Grix stepped back a bit... he aimed his gun at the guard. He fired.
The bullet passed straight through the body of the man. He seemed to accept the bullet wound...
"Hey!" Grix looked at the man. "Why aren't you dead?"
(More to the point, why aren't you dead? Why haven't they returned fire?)
The chandelier came back to Grix's mind...
He took aim, and fired. He missed.
(Fire again.)
*BANG*
The bullet hit this time. The men started to flicker.
*BANG*
The chandelier lost it's hold, and broke off... it smashed to the ground with a giagantic clash... And all the men faded away...
The lone girl stood in the middle of the room.
Grix returned his gun to his holster. The girl ran away through the side door, crying.
Grix ran to the next door... the mainframe. He sat down at the computer, and typed what his brain told him to...
Conductor: Woah!! I thought you were wanting Boss music?
Prompt: Yeah, we'll still need it, but I something to build up to it? What did you end up with by the way?
Conductor: I rang up Fat Boy Slim and he sent me an MP3 file with his version of 'Ride of the Valkyries' on it.
Prompt: Great, that'll do for the last few Boss scenes, but whatcha got now? I need music now!!
Conductor: Er, 'The Good, The Bad and The Ugly'?
Prompt: Perfect!!
Prompt: Yeah, we'll still need it, but I something to build up to it? What did you end up with by the way?
Conductor: I rang up Fat Boy Slim and he sent me an MP3 file with his version of 'Ride of the Valkyries' on it.
Prompt: Great, that'll do for the last few Boss scenes, but whatcha got now? I need music now!!
Conductor: Er, 'The Good, The Bad and The Ugly'?
Prompt: Perfect!!
The three heroes (or at least, would-be heroes) stepped out of the Tardis doors and onto a pier.
"This does NOT look like Ninty HQ!" exclaimed pb.
"And why do I feel so strange." asked Ant, swaying slightly.
"Perhaps it's the way the sea is standing still and the buildings washing up and down the shore." said FM, equally woosy.
They tried to get their legs to work while all around them seemed strange and out of place.
They heard a girl's voice saying "2 to the power of 100,000 to one against and falling."
"What was that?" said Ant.
"Sounds like a measurement of improbability," said pb, thoughtfully, "I recognise this, quick everyone back in the Tardis."
They rushed back inside and shut the doors. Pb raced over to the console and pressed a button marked 'emergency - only press in the event of plagerism.' then he breathed a sigh.
"Look, when the Tardis span out of control it failed to materialise correctly and we were sent to another dimension for a while, if we open the doors now it should be safe."
They gingerly opened the doors and peered out to an empty wherehouse. The wind whipped up a nearby piece of paper and sent it rushing past their feet.
The gang stood in a row outside the Tardis door, determined looks on all their faces. From anyone elses point of vision FM, Ant and Pb didn't really seem too threatening, but they were damned if it was going to make any difference, they had to stand and fight or the world would be over-run by the artificial Bill Gates and his co-horts. Ant only hoped that Dan_uk could buy them enough time...
"This does NOT look like Ninty HQ!" exclaimed pb.
"And why do I feel so strange." asked Ant, swaying slightly.
"Perhaps it's the way the sea is standing still and the buildings washing up and down the shore." said FM, equally woosy.
They tried to get their legs to work while all around them seemed strange and out of place.
They heard a girl's voice saying "2 to the power of 100,000 to one against and falling."
"What was that?" said Ant.
"Sounds like a measurement of improbability," said pb, thoughtfully, "I recognise this, quick everyone back in the Tardis."
They rushed back inside and shut the doors. Pb raced over to the console and pressed a button marked 'emergency - only press in the event of plagerism.' then he breathed a sigh.
"Look, when the Tardis span out of control it failed to materialise correctly and we were sent to another dimension for a while, if we open the doors now it should be safe."
They gingerly opened the doors and peered out to an empty wherehouse. The wind whipped up a nearby piece of paper and sent it rushing past their feet.
The gang stood in a row outside the Tardis door, determined looks on all their faces. From anyone elses point of vision FM, Ant and Pb didn't really seem too threatening, but they were damned if it was going to make any difference, they had to stand and fight or the world would be over-run by the artificial Bill Gates and his co-horts. Ant only hoped that Dan_uk could buy them enough time...
Prompt: Boss music!! Where's the Boss music???
Conductor: Hang on I'm still writing it!!
Prompt: OK, but hurry up, someone's gonna post the end battle in a minute!!
Conductor: Yeah yeah, working on it.
Conductor: Hang on I'm still writing it!!
Prompt: OK, but hurry up, someone's gonna post the end battle in a minute!!
Conductor: Yeah yeah, working on it.
Inside the N-chip, a wall of Nintendo and Sega characters were defending Mario who was using his flower power to shoot enemies. Dan_uk could see they couldn't hold the assaults from the other games characters forever but as long as it gave Grix enough time to reprogram those super-characters and load them into the game then the world would be saved.
A little messenger ran up to the Overlord Bill Gates.
"The rest of the gang along with Grix are inside Nintendo HQ"
"Send the troops in!" ordered the Overlord "We mustn't allow them to ruin the master plan!"
The messenger nodded and ran off.
Dan_uk and Dan_2K1 now stood facing the Overlord and Darth Sheepy who'd finished strangling the worms.
Now the final fight began!
A little messenger ran up to the Overlord Bill Gates.
"The rest of the gang along with Grix are inside Nintendo HQ"
"Send the troops in!" ordered the Overlord "We mustn't allow them to ruin the master plan!"
The messenger nodded and ran off.
Dan_uk and Dan_2K1 now stood facing the Overlord and Darth Sheepy who'd finished strangling the worms.
Now the final fight began!
So, the tardis arrived at Nintendo HQ.
"Right" said Ant. "Once we open these doors, we have to meet with the overlord, so everyone get tooled up before we leave"
So Ant, FM, pb, and anyone else who was supposed to be in the tardis at this point, frantically searched for what weapons there were. Ant found the stanley knife er-no had used to cut his bonds, a bandana, some sugar, two explosive charges, and pb's bottle of laxitive. pb himself managed to find three bananas, a cucumber sandwich, and a flask of weak lemon drink.
"pb, Ant said we're going to MEET with the overlord." FM pointed out.
"oh, sorry"
pb hastily restocked his inventory. He found some string, a sawn-off shotgun, a can of gasoline, and a copy of 'The Female Eunuch', by Germaine Greer.
"It's not mine either." he hastily added.
"Whatever" said Ant
"Correct me if I'm wrong," said FM, "but isn't a sawn-off shotgun supposed to have the ends of the barrels removed, rather than be sawn in half straight down the middle?"
pb looked a little sheepish.
"Never mind" FM said "I'm sure it'll come in handy"
FM looked at his own inventory. A bottle of medicinal alcohol, three darts, a remoted controlled whoopie cushion and a length of pipe that pb insisted was an integral part of the tardis. He might have been feeling a mite more confident about their chances if he had been one hundered percent fit himself, but he'd suffered a nastly compound fracture in his left arm in the crash landing.
Damn he thought. It just wouldn't do to be going all cissy on them now. Had to think positive. They still had the element of suprise on their side. Yes, a suprise attack could work, would work in fact. And in a way he was right, but it was they themselves who were going to get suprised...
"Right" said Ant. "Once we open these doors, we have to meet with the overlord, so everyone get tooled up before we leave"
So Ant, FM, pb, and anyone else who was supposed to be in the tardis at this point, frantically searched for what weapons there were. Ant found the stanley knife er-no had used to cut his bonds, a bandana, some sugar, two explosive charges, and pb's bottle of laxitive. pb himself managed to find three bananas, a cucumber sandwich, and a flask of weak lemon drink.
"pb, Ant said we're going to MEET with the overlord." FM pointed out.
"oh, sorry"
pb hastily restocked his inventory. He found some string, a sawn-off shotgun, a can of gasoline, and a copy of 'The Female Eunuch', by Germaine Greer.
"It's not mine either." he hastily added.
"Whatever" said Ant
"Correct me if I'm wrong," said FM, "but isn't a sawn-off shotgun supposed to have the ends of the barrels removed, rather than be sawn in half straight down the middle?"
pb looked a little sheepish.
"Never mind" FM said "I'm sure it'll come in handy"
FM looked at his own inventory. A bottle of medicinal alcohol, three darts, a remoted controlled whoopie cushion and a length of pipe that pb insisted was an integral part of the tardis. He might have been feeling a mite more confident about their chances if he had been one hundered percent fit himself, but he'd suffered a nastly compound fracture in his left arm in the crash landing.
Damn he thought. It just wouldn't do to be going all cissy on them now. Had to think positive. They still had the element of suprise on their side. Yes, a suprise attack could work, would work in fact. And in a way he was right, but it was they themselves who were going to get suprised...
Ant had had enough of Er-no waking up every 5 minutes, and as a team they had agreed that the best thing to do would be to tie their prisoner to the outside of the Tardis for the duration of their next voyage.
"So, er, where ARE we going?" FM stared at the map of the space-time continuum on the display before him. "What leads do we have?"
Ant stepped over to the online systems and punched up the thread. "Ah!" he exclaimed through another mouthful of sugar, "It says here that Grix is heading to Nintendo HQ where the Overlord is trying to defeat the Mario character who is being defended by Dan. Er, I don't know WHICH Grix or WHICH Dan we are talking about here, but does it matter?"
"What are the coordinates for the HQ?"
"Dunno."
"Oh. Lets ask Er-no shall we?" FM stepped up to the Tardis door and opened it, slamming it quickly shut again when he realised that the gray nothingness outside meant that the Tardis was actually travelling at that very moment, and to step outside would be a catastrophe. "Ah, well, er, we can't ask Er-no then..."
Suddenly, without any warning, and quite unexpectedly as well if we want to be really descriptive about it, the Tardis shuddered...
"Steee-RIKE!!" yelled Sniper who was firing at the Tardis with laser cannons from the cockpit of his Interceptor craft. He swooped the ship around in a U-turn ready for another run, his hands sweaty on the joystick with excitement. 486 following craft in his fleet copied his movements exactly. He'd programmed them that way.
The Interceptor picked up speed and headed towards the Tardis again, Sniper's HUD gave him a multi-lockon, meaning that all 487 ships were about to fire at his command.
"Fire!!" he screamed into his mouthpiece as he slammed his thumb down across the laser and photon fire buttons, sending 487x4 laser beams and 487x8 torpedoes straight at the Tardis.
Well, not quite AT the Tardis. In his excitement he'd forgotton to change the fleets formation, and in their current array of 'Single Fire', Sniper got a direct hit from the ship behind him. The last thing that went through his mind was the headrest of his pilots seat.
Back on the Tardis, they got lucky. The first laser blast has traversed though the tardis' shield and hit a main generator, from which a loose screw had flown into the Tardis' temporal displacement unit, causing a short-circuit, which sent the Tardis spinning off in space and time to arrive at Nintendo HQ. Which was stupendously lucky, considering all the other places it could have gone.
It arrived with a *click*
"So, er, where ARE we going?" FM stared at the map of the space-time continuum on the display before him. "What leads do we have?"
Ant stepped over to the online systems and punched up the thread. "Ah!" he exclaimed through another mouthful of sugar, "It says here that Grix is heading to Nintendo HQ where the Overlord is trying to defeat the Mario character who is being defended by Dan. Er, I don't know WHICH Grix or WHICH Dan we are talking about here, but does it matter?"
"What are the coordinates for the HQ?"
"Dunno."
"Oh. Lets ask Er-no shall we?" FM stepped up to the Tardis door and opened it, slamming it quickly shut again when he realised that the gray nothingness outside meant that the Tardis was actually travelling at that very moment, and to step outside would be a catastrophe. "Ah, well, er, we can't ask Er-no then..."
Suddenly, without any warning, and quite unexpectedly as well if we want to be really descriptive about it, the Tardis shuddered...
"Steee-RIKE!!" yelled Sniper who was firing at the Tardis with laser cannons from the cockpit of his Interceptor craft. He swooped the ship around in a U-turn ready for another run, his hands sweaty on the joystick with excitement. 486 following craft in his fleet copied his movements exactly. He'd programmed them that way.
The Interceptor picked up speed and headed towards the Tardis again, Sniper's HUD gave him a multi-lockon, meaning that all 487 ships were about to fire at his command.
"Fire!!" he screamed into his mouthpiece as he slammed his thumb down across the laser and photon fire buttons, sending 487x4 laser beams and 487x8 torpedoes straight at the Tardis.
Well, not quite AT the Tardis. In his excitement he'd forgotton to change the fleets formation, and in their current array of 'Single Fire', Sniper got a direct hit from the ship behind him. The last thing that went through his mind was the headrest of his pilots seat.
Back on the Tardis, they got lucky. The first laser blast has traversed though the tardis' shield and hit a main generator, from which a loose screw had flown into the Tardis' temporal displacement unit, causing a short-circuit, which sent the Tardis spinning off in space and time to arrive at Nintendo HQ. Which was stupendously lucky, considering all the other places it could have gone.
It arrived with a *click*
"Humm."
Grix looked at the pile of dishes. Being in command of a large troop of exiled, but very trustworthy people, had a great feeling... but why did he have to do the dishes?
Grix felt weak... his mind wasn't what it used to be...
Grix picked up the dishcloth, and began his work... Unfortuantly for Grix, he is very pedantic about cleansliness... and one plate would take him about ten minutes.
After about five seconds of scrubbing away, Grix found himself in emmense pain... and fell to the floor. The plate crashed beside him...
Clutching his head with his hands... he went back into his mind which he thought he left behind...
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"Palm trees. You have been busy."
Grix's brain walked up to Grix.
"Well, I've had trouble communicating with you recently. I think we're having a little trouble with the connection."
Grix looked around. The sea crashed into the smooth black and white sand beach, on which the second Grix was basking in the sun.
"You two on good terms now?"
"Yeah..." Grix's brain replyed. "He admits defeat. He has a good life in here now... I doubt he would want to give it up."
Grix looked around again.
"...Why am I here though? I thought I was doing the dishes?"
Grix's brain walked away, Grix followed him. "Having fun without me I see."
"Humm."
"I think we got some kind of interferance from that chip you had implanted not long after leaving that universe a long, long time ago. You may have got some kind of message or something sent to it."
A building, which Grix was sure wasn't there before, appeared in front of him. They both entered.
Grix's brain sat at a large computer desk, which a huge control panel which took up most of the already small room. Grix pulled up a chair.
Grix's brain put headphones on.
"Anything?" Grix asked.
"Humm?"
"WHAT DOES THE MESSAGE SAY?"
"Oh no! I'm just listening to Radiohead."
"Oh."
The second Grix walked in. "Hey."
"Hey." Grix replied.
The second Grix got a bottle of Bud from the fridge, and left.
"Ah..." Grix's brain showed a message on the screen. "Here we are."
Grix and his brain read the message.
"Dan_UK in trouble? That's a first." Grix's brain got up. "The Nintendo HQ isn't acessible anymore though... it was disconnected when it was shut down all those years ago..."
Grix sighed... he wanted to help his friend... but he didn't seem up to the job. He was getting so weak...
"Yeah... you don't look that well." Grix's brain replied to his thoughts... Odd, that even though they were two different entities here, they could still talk telepathically.
"I could take over for a while..." Said Grix's brain... "Actually, no, that's not a good idea. We need to get back in contact, and I'm the only one who could get the connection going again."
The second Grix walked back in. Grix and his brain stared at him.
He walked drunkenly over towards the fridge. He grabbed the fridge, and tried to pull it out the door.
Grix had a thought.
"I don't see why not..." Replied Grix's brain...
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Grix woke... lying in a pile of dishes... Sniper stood over him.
"Are you alright?" Asked Sniper...
Sniper lay in a pile of blood and broken china... Grix ran out the door, and got into his hovercar. He set the coordinates for Nintendo H.Q. and sped off into the distance.
The second Grix was back in control.
Grix looked at the pile of dishes. Being in command of a large troop of exiled, but very trustworthy people, had a great feeling... but why did he have to do the dishes?
Grix felt weak... his mind wasn't what it used to be...
Grix picked up the dishcloth, and began his work... Unfortuantly for Grix, he is very pedantic about cleansliness... and one plate would take him about ten minutes.
After about five seconds of scrubbing away, Grix found himself in emmense pain... and fell to the floor. The plate crashed beside him...
Clutching his head with his hands... he went back into his mind which he thought he left behind...
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"Palm trees. You have been busy."
Grix's brain walked up to Grix.
"Well, I've had trouble communicating with you recently. I think we're having a little trouble with the connection."
Grix looked around. The sea crashed into the smooth black and white sand beach, on which the second Grix was basking in the sun.
"You two on good terms now?"
"Yeah..." Grix's brain replyed. "He admits defeat. He has a good life in here now... I doubt he would want to give it up."
Grix looked around again.
"...Why am I here though? I thought I was doing the dishes?"
Grix's brain walked away, Grix followed him. "Having fun without me I see."
"Humm."
"I think we got some kind of interferance from that chip you had implanted not long after leaving that universe a long, long time ago. You may have got some kind of message or something sent to it."
A building, which Grix was sure wasn't there before, appeared in front of him. They both entered.
Grix's brain sat at a large computer desk, which a huge control panel which took up most of the already small room. Grix pulled up a chair.
Grix's brain put headphones on.
"Anything?" Grix asked.
"Humm?"
"WHAT DOES THE MESSAGE SAY?"
"Oh no! I'm just listening to Radiohead."
"Oh."
The second Grix walked in. "Hey."
"Hey." Grix replied.
The second Grix got a bottle of Bud from the fridge, and left.
"Ah..." Grix's brain showed a message on the screen. "Here we are."
Grix and his brain read the message.
"Dan_UK in trouble? That's a first." Grix's brain got up. "The Nintendo HQ isn't acessible anymore though... it was disconnected when it was shut down all those years ago..."
Grix sighed... he wanted to help his friend... but he didn't seem up to the job. He was getting so weak...
"Yeah... you don't look that well." Grix's brain replied to his thoughts... Odd, that even though they were two different entities here, they could still talk telepathically.
"I could take over for a while..." Said Grix's brain... "Actually, no, that's not a good idea. We need to get back in contact, and I'm the only one who could get the connection going again."
The second Grix walked back in. Grix and his brain stared at him.
He walked drunkenly over towards the fridge. He grabbed the fridge, and tried to pull it out the door.
Grix had a thought.
"I don't see why not..." Replied Grix's brain...
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Grix woke... lying in a pile of dishes... Sniper stood over him.
"Are you alright?" Asked Sniper...
Sniper lay in a pile of blood and broken china... Grix ran out the door, and got into his hovercar. He set the coordinates for Nintendo H.Q. and sped off into the distance.
The second Grix was back in control.
They didn't know that Bill Gates was actually the Overlord and still inside the N-chip.
Dan_uk was still interested how Bill's plan to corrupt the N-chip worked and why his own N-chip hadn't been affected by the corruption.
"Your N-chip was just a prototype. You mind wasn't linked to any particular character!" The Overlord said.
"The real thing actually linked you emotionally to the character you played as for a more advanced experience."
Dan_2K1 joined the conversation.
"So Nintendo got too clever allowing you to destroy them"
"Precisely!" the Overlord continued. "Grix was connected to Mario. As long as Mario is taking blows to the head, Grix's mind is unstable and easy to control!"
"Really now," Dan_uk pondered over this for a second...
"That gives me an idea..."
He quickly shouted out behind him, "Nintendo and Sega characters! Build a defensive wall around Mario! Dan_2K1, hand me the laptop. With Grix back to normal I might be able to take outthe Gaming characters under the Overlords control!"
On the laptop, he sent an email to Grix reading:
"Grix, remember that game we were working on? Modify the characters in it so they have unlimited power and the all obey me. Then load them onto the N-chip network (you'll have to go to the Nintendo HQ to do this.)
Good luck, and welcome back to the real world,
Dan-uk"
He sent it with a *click*
He then added these characters to the club bouncers list.
The Overlord reacted quickly
"Everyone attack Mario!" he ordered. Now Dan_uk and Dan_2K1 would have to defend Mario long enough for Grix to load on these super characters. It was their only hope of restoring the N-chip network!
Dan_uk was still interested how Bill's plan to corrupt the N-chip worked and why his own N-chip hadn't been affected by the corruption.
"Your N-chip was just a prototype. You mind wasn't linked to any particular character!" The Overlord said.
"The real thing actually linked you emotionally to the character you played as for a more advanced experience."
Dan_2K1 joined the conversation.
"So Nintendo got too clever allowing you to destroy them"
"Precisely!" the Overlord continued. "Grix was connected to Mario. As long as Mario is taking blows to the head, Grix's mind is unstable and easy to control!"
"Really now," Dan_uk pondered over this for a second...
"That gives me an idea..."
He quickly shouted out behind him, "Nintendo and Sega characters! Build a defensive wall around Mario! Dan_2K1, hand me the laptop. With Grix back to normal I might be able to take outthe Gaming characters under the Overlords control!"
On the laptop, he sent an email to Grix reading:
"Grix, remember that game we were working on? Modify the characters in it so they have unlimited power and the all obey me. Then load them onto the N-chip network (you'll have to go to the Nintendo HQ to do this.)
Good luck, and welcome back to the real world,
Dan-uk"
He sent it with a *click*
He then added these characters to the club bouncers list.
The Overlord reacted quickly
"Everyone attack Mario!" he ordered. Now Dan_uk and Dan_2K1 would have to defend Mario long enough for Grix to load on these super characters. It was their only hope of restoring the N-chip network!
"Hang on." FM turned back to Ant.
"What do you mean, artificial being?"
Ant looked at the floor in concentration.
"Did you ever see Gremlins 2?"
"No."
"No."
"No."
"HELP ME!" Ant picked up the nearest object, a staple gun, and bashed er-no on the head again.
"ARGGHHHH!...." ...A few staples later, er-no was quiet again.
"Imagine every single device that's connected to the internet... Bill Gates, as a computer system, can travel to any device on the planet, and do what he likes with it."
Fantasymeister cut in.
"And everything is connected to the internet, since of 2035, anything with a battery is accessible to him!"
"We do know FM."
"...Yeah... but..."
"So Bill can just jump to this very laptop and control it!"
"Yeah, he can. But he can't be everywhere at the same time, we have the advantage for the moment."
pb was deep in thought. "But if Bill can just jump from place to place instantly... how on Earth do we stop him?"
"We'll think of something... Perhaps we could get some more information from Grix and er-no."
"What do you mean, artificial being?"
Ant looked at the floor in concentration.
"Did you ever see Gremlins 2?"
"No."
"No."
"No."
"HELP ME!" Ant picked up the nearest object, a staple gun, and bashed er-no on the head again.
"ARGGHHHH!...." ...A few staples later, er-no was quiet again.
"Imagine every single device that's connected to the internet... Bill Gates, as a computer system, can travel to any device on the planet, and do what he likes with it."
Fantasymeister cut in.
"And everything is connected to the internet, since of 2035, anything with a battery is accessible to him!"
"We do know FM."
"...Yeah... but..."
"So Bill can just jump to this very laptop and control it!"
"Yeah, he can. But he can't be everywhere at the same time, we have the advantage for the moment."
pb was deep in thought. "But if Bill can just jump from place to place instantly... how on Earth do we stop him?"
"We'll think of something... Perhaps we could get some more information from Grix and er-no."
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