(No rules, just do whatever the fuck.)

Storm was walking along the road, minding his own business. Being 15 and all, he did what normal 15 year olds did. He was going to go and buy some video games.

WHEN SUDDENLY, a giant 30 foot tall goliath named Suke camewalking along and challenged Storm to a duel.

"HOLY SHIT! GET THE PHAZER GUNS!" The young boy shouted as he pulled a bazooka out of his jacket pocker and commenced to fire at the huge ogre-like being wildly.

And then I blew Everything to bits.

Crakah.

RP End.

You see a bird.

It begins. The earth begins to shake and split at the seams. Gigantic cracks form lava filled canyons, the sky howls, lightning cracks. A dark wind begins to blow. Looking on, you can see the face of the destroyer.



It has begun.

"Yo, blue hair. What's shakin' darling?" the giant apathetic face blared out from top of lung.

"Another meaningless plane to wreak havoc upon. What fools these mortals be." the lethargic voice of this twisted representation rang out.

"What the hell is this all about?" asked the young boy, completely shocked, confused and a little gassy.

Fissures in the cracked ground opened, and lava shot out as a figure stood with crossed arms. All that were visible were pink sunglasses...

"Comrade, comrade! What have we here?" the figure stepped forward, the lava shot out even higher, the cold winds cooling them into gigantic glowing spikes. "OPPOSITION TO ME? THE BURNING HERO OF THE NEW GENERATION?!"

The spikes exploded in a blinding glare as the figure pointed into the distance. "DENSHA OTOKO IS HERE, BITCHES!"

Very subtle.

"AH! NO WAY! WHO THE HELL SAID YOU GET SUCH A FLASHY INTRO!" The young boy shouted as he pointed and glared at the guy with pink shades.

Streea ate Densha Otoko. He meets two people.

"What the hell is this?" he said, laughing. "You think I didn't fucking watch Hale Nochi Guu? You think I don't know your game, comrade?"

He pointed towards the sky. "BREAK THROUGH TO HEAVEN!" he shouted. Wait, is that a reference or an attack?

Uh... both, I guess. The ground beneath him shot out, carrying him, as he reared his fist back. As he neared the apparent limit, he jumped and shot his fist out, breaking the 'ceiling.'

He appeared to be in some kind of... control room. On the panel, a gigantic... "is that a fucking sapper?" he thought. "Guess so." He noticed a large piece of duct tape on the sapper. Upon inspection, it read "DNR. Guu module."

'This metaphor SUCKS!" Densha yelled, smashing the sapper, and in a slash of light, appeared standing next to a now normal Streea.

Your treason will not be taken lightly, Barra.

"Huh. What. What the fuck? Who the fuck are you? You look like a weeaboo." Streea sized up the pink glassed man. "Well. You liberated me. What shall we do?" Streea looked over at the giant apathetic being before them. "Oh! Fun time, that's what!"

"Storm does not understand what has happened so Storm will begin talking in 3rd person." The child said as he began to dance about joyously.

"We're gonna have fun with this thang!"

"Big words from someone who was controlled so easily!" said Densha, chuckling. "DEMON! YOUR TIME HAS COME!" he yelled, pointing at Iota.

"Fuck off! What I get drunk from and what I do during being drunk is none of your god damned business!." Streea drew his sword and pointed it at Iota.
"DIE MONSTER! YOU DON'T BELONG IN THIS WORLD!"

"I WANNA FIGHT TOO!" The eager kid jumped infront of Iota and smirked.

Densha grabbed the back of Storm's shirt. "No, we're not doing that." he said, tossing him back a few feet.

"You fools know not the power with which your trifle.


ZA WORUDO!"