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A long time ago,
in a forum far, far away...
*clicks on Star Wars Opening Theme*
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Faceless: Still waiting for him, huh?
Tenzu: Yeah. Don't know what the f*ck's keeping him.
Faceless: Damn.. Shit..
Tenzu: I told you we're not doing that anymore. And by the way, you never told me how you got out of Bibi's god-forsaken palace.
Faceless: Oh. Well, it's a funny story actually.
FLASHBACK
At the entrance of Empress BiBi's Grand Forumatic Palace, three of the BiBi's high slaves escorted the prisoner known as Faceless and he wondered what in the world they were planning.
Faceless: You know, I was just wondering what in the world are you guys planning?
ragnaroc: Well, to compensate for the measly deaths of our animals you have just caused-
Bishamon: Hold it right there, ragnaroc. Your position has just been foiled. Apparently, according to your file, you're Bibi's identical twin brother, 10 years apart but still IDENTICAL. Therefore, making you illegible at all to be one of Bibi's slaves. So if you may, GTFO. I've been ordered by the author to replace you.
Inner ragnaroc: Shit! How the hell did a wimp-bag like you deduce that?
Bishamon: I heard that!
FLASHBACK ENDS
Tenzu: That still didn't explain how you got out of there.
Faceless: Oh..
FLASHBACK CONTINUES
Hellsbadass: Well, lucky for you, pal. You don't have to bleed from your sexual-related organ once a month like the rest of us.. Wait.. wrong script!
Hellsbadass: Ahem. Well, lucky for you, pal. Mistress Bibi had a vision in one of her dreams, which sparked another one of the many prophecies we have to abide to that one day, a bumbling idiot would come thrashing his way into our castle, completely clueless about the dangers about him, would also be the one would change the fate of this forum.. forever.
Madara Uchiha: *claps* That's right. <--- Actually spoke in a complete sentence in the FanFic
Bishamon: And since you're the only dumbass we've come across by far, it would be a very grave mistake if we were to castrate you.
Hellsbadass: Well, technically, it wouldn't really kill him if he was to be castrated. He would just have to live the rest of his life on post-sperma I.V. suspension. (whatever that is)
Madara Uchiha: Hmm. Valid point, but on the other hand..
FLASHBACK ENDS
Faceless: You know they should really ban flashbacks from animes, mangas, comics and even movies, man. I mean they even allow the indecent exposure of some of Bibi's or our possibly deepest, most darkest secrets to the entire world without even asking for a consent.. or a f*cking permit no less.
Tenzu: Hmm, BOOBS! I mean it's Neutrino00.
Tenzu: What.. *bangs* The.. *bangs* F*ck?!?! *bangs*
Neutrino00: Uh.. uhh.. Oh, oh! My bad, my bad. I thought you two were those damn cookienabbers we've been searching our ass for. I do hope you weren't hurt in any vital location in your head.. prior to your survival.
Sage106: You've gotta excuse him too. We just took him to the doctor. They said he's been suffering from a very severe case of cataracts and yet, he constantly refuses to put on these glasses which he deemed ridiculous.
Bibi: Ah, the sunset. How I would like to embrace its magnificent beauty..
Young Domi: Well, it sure is pretty.
Bibi: You see that, Domi? Everything that light touches is my kingdom.
Young Domi: And one day, it'll all be mine?
Bibi: What? Pft, no! What the hell gave you that idea?
Random Slave, most probably eLiAs: Lady Bibi, this just in. One of our kinsmen, Hellsbadass, has just been shot.
Bibi: (Gasp) o_o Where?
Random Slave: Um.. In the ass, miss.
Young Domi: O_O
Bishamon]: Nuuuuuu! *sniffs* Badass! Wake up, Badass! Don't die on me yet! You still owe me $400 from last night's game! Give me back the $400.. then die on me!
Madara Uchiha: Must... not... express.. unnecessary... emotional feelings.. for companion's death... Must.. think.. otherwise...
Neutrino00: So, aside with all the cataract diseases, what the f*ck do you want?
Tenzu: Well, I have a proposition for Squatala.
Neutrino00: Wait, this isn't another application for our entertainment board, right? We've got enough male strippers already.
Tenzu: WTF? Why would I even do that? And when did we even asked?
Faceless: *pats Tenzu at the back* Sorry man, I-I was desperate... we needed the cash.
Tenzu: O_O Moving on... This is my proposition. As you may have read from the forums' daily newspaper, BiBi's Slaves had just increased from fifteen to 1.2 x 10 to the power of 25. And of course, that makes Squatala! basically... more f*cked than usual.
Neutrino00: And you're proposing...?
Tenzu: We join forces... Faceless is formulating a plan that will stop the slaves dead in their tracks.
Faceless: We make a clone out of Bibi.
Sage106: o.o? Care to elaborate more on that?
Faceless: Oh, it's pretty simple actually:-
Step Numbah One: First, I infiltrate Bibi's Palace once again, except now that the Palace's just been installed with formidable defenses, barracks filled with approximately 16 hundred of the finest footmen in the forum, equipped with the latest-in-technology, state of the art weaponry.. and a tank too.
Step Numbah Two: Steal a genuine sample of Bibi's hot 'Victoria's Secret' lingerie undies from HER room.
Step Numbah Three: Take a deep breath.
Step Numbah Four: GTFO of the Palace and haul ass back here.
Step Numbah Five: Place sample in one of Tenzu's personal cloning mechanism situated in his underground laboratory which no one seems to know anything about except by telling you right now, you're probably few of the only ones who know about it.
Faceless: And there you have it. Well? What do you think?
Neutrino00: o_o Well, umm.. sounds a little bit too far-fetched, don't you think?
Sage106: No, no.. It's so CRAZY, so INSANE, so MANIACAL.. that it just might actually work.
Hellsbadass: *wakes up* Huh? What? Bishamon? Huh?! Where the hell am I?
Random Voice: *clicks* *a carnival theme song ensues* Ahem. The air in the room you're breathing in right now is toxicated with a very venomous substance that will kill its victim on daybreak. There's only 1 hour before the sun rises-
Hellsbadass: Oh f*ck!
Random Voice: Hey! I'm not done yet. You're in a game now. If you're eager on winning it, then listen carefully. To your right, there's a saw and you're chained to a pipe. Figure it out, Sherlock. But it doesn't end there yet. There's a crossbow locked onto your ass and will fire at any moment. The key, however.. uh.. Just take a look at the X-Ray to your left. Correct, Sherlock, it's in your guts. But wait, it doesn't end there yet, if you somehow can't manage to free yourself in time, there's an antidote inside a vault behind you. The combination, however, is imprinted on the back of your neck. There's a spoon on the table in front of you. But wait, if you somehow idiotically ignore all my instructions and warnings and just ram through the door, well.. knock yourself out. Good luck. *clicks*
Hellsbadass: Ah, shit..
-End of Part One-
General Montgomery, the 3rd: Mr. President, France has just declared war on our nation. What are your orders, sir?
Barack Obama: Let's all go to Disneyland!
General Montgomery, the 3rd: Sir, Mr. President, sir! We all due respect, but that is the worst plan of action I've ever head since the 'Holocaust'.
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A long time ago,
in a forum far, far away...
*clicks on Star Wars Opening Theme*
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The Proposition
[/size]After the failed attempt of having the two major clans beat the f*ck out of each other, Ishida had lost all hope to complete their goal. Not only that but their last rich sponsor they were getting support from decided to cut them off... leaving the only two Ishida members nothing except their one of a kind, multi-purpose, high definition, locomotive cardboard boxes to sleep in. However, not all was lost as Faceless got a job fixing old cheap-ass radios and Tenzu was hired by a remarkably famous restaurant, "NB'S FISH IN A BOX, THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN'T BOX" as a dishwasher. Just when they thought that the dark clouds had finally passed.. Faceless contracted scurvy, Tenzu went bankrupt and Faceless' wife got eaten by wolves... and he was also molested by his Uncle Jerry. Tenzu thought that this wasn't the life that they had dreamed of and so once again, Tenzu reinstated the I.D.I.O.T operation for one last chance to fufill this maniacal scheme of regaining their pride...
In a dark, dusty room, Tenzu sits alone behind a dusty metalic table on a dusty chair waiting for all the damn dust to clear out so he could actually see what the hell was going on behind it. Suddenly, a glimpse of light shun behind him. It was Faceless, who had just finished his grocery shopping, and appeared standing right next to him.
In a dark, dusty room, Tenzu sits alone behind a dusty metalic table on a dusty chair waiting for all the damn dust to clear out so he could actually see what the hell was going on behind it. Suddenly, a glimpse of light shun behind him. It was Faceless, who had just finished his grocery shopping, and appeared standing right next to him.
Faceless: Still waiting for him, huh?
Tenzu: Yeah. Don't know what the f*ck's keeping him.
Faceless: Damn.. Shit..
Tenzu: I told you we're not doing that anymore. And by the way, you never told me how you got out of Bibi's god-forsaken palace.
Faceless: Oh. Well, it's a funny story actually.
FLASHBACK
At the entrance of Empress BiBi's Grand Forumatic Palace, three of the BiBi's high slaves escorted the prisoner known as Faceless and he wondered what in the world they were planning.
Faceless: You know, I was just wondering what in the world are you guys planning?
ragnaroc: Well, to compensate for the measly deaths of our animals you have just caused-
Bishamon: Hold it right there, ragnaroc. Your position has just been foiled. Apparently, according to your file, you're Bibi's identical twin brother, 10 years apart but still IDENTICAL. Therefore, making you illegible at all to be one of Bibi's slaves. So if you may, GTFO. I've been ordered by the author to replace you.
Inner ragnaroc: Shit! How the hell did a wimp-bag like you deduce that?
Bishamon: I heard that!
And with that, ragnaroc went 'emo', consistently slitting his wrists, forever craving for revenge. Unfortunately, the chance for him came when another giant meteor landed in his backyard.
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FLASHBACK ENDS
Tenzu: That still didn't explain how you got out of there.
Faceless: Oh..
FLASHBACK CONTINUES
Hellsbadass: Well, lucky for you, pal. You don't have to bleed from your sexual-related organ once a month like the rest of us.. Wait.. wrong script!
We are currently experiencing some technical difficluties. We will be back momentarily. Also, please ignore any disturbing screams or cries that you may hear. It is of no importance. No, really.
Hellsbadass: Ahem. Well, lucky for you, pal. Mistress Bibi had a vision in one of her dreams, which sparked another one of the many prophecies we have to abide to that one day, a bumbling idiot would come thrashing his way into our castle, completely clueless about the dangers about him, would also be the one would change the fate of this forum.. forever.
Madara Uchiha: *claps* That's right. <--- Actually spoke in a complete sentence in the FanFic
Bishamon: And since you're the only dumbass we've come across by far, it would be a very grave mistake if we were to castrate you.
Hellsbadass: Well, technically, it wouldn't really kill him if he was to be castrated. He would just have to live the rest of his life on post-sperma I.V. suspension. (whatever that is)
Madara Uchiha: Hmm. Valid point, but on the other hand..
FLASHBACK ENDS
Faceless: You know they should really ban flashbacks from animes, mangas, comics and even movies, man. I mean they even allow the indecent exposure of some of Bibi's or our possibly deepest, most darkest secrets to the entire world without even asking for a consent.. or a f*cking permit no less.
Tenzu: Hmm, BOOBS! I mean it's Neutrino00.
Neutriono00 appears completely out of nowhere and starts banging both Tenzu's and Facless' heads on the table.
Tenzu: What.. *bangs* The.. *bangs* F*ck?!?! *bangs*
Neutrino00: Uh.. uhh.. Oh, oh! My bad, my bad. I thought you two were those damn cookienabbers we've been searching our ass for. I do hope you weren't hurt in any vital location in your head.. prior to your survival.
Sage106: You've gotta excuse him too. We just took him to the doctor. They said he's been suffering from a very severe case of cataracts and yet, he constantly refuses to put on these glasses which he deemed ridiculous.
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Meanwhile... At Bibi's flamboyant Crown Palace. 11th November 2008. 18 27 PM. Balcony.
Bibi: Ah, the sunset. How I would like to embrace its magnificent beauty..
Young Domi: Well, it sure is pretty.
Bibi: You see that, Domi? Everything that light touches is my kingdom.
Young Domi: And one day, it'll all be mine?
Bibi: What? Pft, no! What the hell gave you that idea?
And then..
Random Slave, most probably eLiAs: Lady Bibi, this just in. One of our kinsmen, Hellsbadass, has just been shot.
Bibi: (Gasp) o_o Where?
Random Slave: Um.. In the ass, miss.
Young Domi: O_O
At where Hellsbadass was shot..
Bishamon]: Nuuuuuu! *sniffs* Badass! Wake up, Badass! Don't die on me yet! You still owe me $400 from last night's game! Give me back the $400.. then die on me!
Madara Uchiha: Must... not... express.. unnecessary... emotional feelings.. for companion's death... Must.. think.. otherwise...
Back to the dark, dusty room everybody was in...
Neutrino00: So, aside with all the cataract diseases, what the f*ck do you want?
Tenzu: Well, I have a proposition for Squatala.
Neutrino00: Wait, this isn't another application for our entertainment board, right? We've got enough male strippers already.
Tenzu: WTF? Why would I even do that? And when did we even asked?
Faceless: *pats Tenzu at the back* Sorry man, I-I was desperate... we needed the cash.
Tenzu: O_O Moving on... This is my proposition. As you may have read from the forums' daily newspaper, BiBi's Slaves had just increased from fifteen to 1.2 x 10 to the power of 25. And of course, that makes Squatala! basically... more f*cked than usual.
Neutrino00: And you're proposing...?
Tenzu: We join forces... Faceless is formulating a plan that will stop the slaves dead in their tracks.
Faceless: We make a clone out of Bibi.
Sage106: o.o? Care to elaborate more on that?
Faceless: Oh, it's pretty simple actually:-
Step Numbah One: First, I infiltrate Bibi's Palace once again, except now that the Palace's just been installed with formidable defenses, barracks filled with approximately 16 hundred of the finest footmen in the forum, equipped with the latest-in-technology, state of the art weaponry.. and a tank too.
Step Numbah Two: Steal a genuine sample of Bibi's hot 'Victoria's Secret' lingerie undies from HER room.
Step Numbah Three: Take a deep breath.
Step Numbah Four: GTFO of the Palace and haul ass back here.
Step Numbah Five: Place sample in one of Tenzu's personal cloning mechanism situated in his underground laboratory which no one seems to know anything about except by telling you right now, you're probably few of the only ones who know about it.
Faceless: And there you have it. Well? What do you think?
Neutrino00: o_o Well, umm.. sounds a little bit too far-fetched, don't you think?
Sage106: No, no.. It's so CRAZY, so INSANE, so MANIACAL.. that it just might actually work.
Back to Hellsbadass...
Hellsbadass: *wakes up* Huh? What? Bishamon? Huh?! Where the hell am I?
He finds a tape recorder on the floor and plays it.
Random Voice: *clicks* *a carnival theme song ensues* Ahem. The air in the room you're breathing in right now is toxicated with a very venomous substance that will kill its victim on daybreak. There's only 1 hour before the sun rises-
Hellsbadass: Oh f*ck!
Random Voice: Hey! I'm not done yet. You're in a game now. If you're eager on winning it, then listen carefully. To your right, there's a saw and you're chained to a pipe. Figure it out, Sherlock. But it doesn't end there yet. There's a crossbow locked onto your ass and will fire at any moment. The key, however.. uh.. Just take a look at the X-Ray to your left. Correct, Sherlock, it's in your guts. But wait, it doesn't end there yet, if you somehow can't manage to free yourself in time, there's an antidote inside a vault behind you. The combination, however, is imprinted on the back of your neck. There's a spoon on the table in front of you. But wait, if you somehow idiotically ignore all my instructions and warnings and just ram through the door, well.. knock yourself out. Good luck. *clicks*
Hellsbadass: Ah, shit..
-End of Part One-
General Montgomery, the 3rd: Mr. President, France has just declared war on our nation. What are your orders, sir?
Barack Obama: Let's all go to Disneyland!
General Montgomery, the 3rd: Sir, Mr. President, sir! We all due respect, but that is the worst plan of action I've ever head since the 'Holocaust'.
Don't worry, Hell. We can't afford to kill you. ;D
