Trunks/Vegeta/Liger/Zechs

Frieza

Ace

Sub

SolarSonic

Galactic Magi

Nemo

Magnus X Zero/GamefreakForeverX

 

[Ace’s Triumphant return!]

 

12/10/2003

The doors open into a dim space that looks a lot smaller on the outside. The place looked like a squat shack from outside, yet inside it was a lush if somewhat oppressive environment. The floor was gray tile with splotches of black here and there that looked like something had been spilled. The smell of food and liquor filled the air emanating from the short order grills and bar area to the left.

To the right was the sound of static (and distant laughing?) from a broken looking TV. On the far end of the place that shouldn't be there is an arena complete with torches and racks of weapons to the side.

On the right side if the place is a door with a caution sign, as well as numerous bio-hazard sigils. The sound of snarling and chains could be heard below in the cellar. And the least said about the bathroom the better.

What was it about a bar in the wastelands filled with fiends, monsters, and lawyers that made people so afraid?

Then it seemingly appears. A picture on the wall behind the bar. On the right is a white individual with purple splotches on his reptile looking skin. To the left of him is a short looking man with a blue body suit and spiky black hair. Beside him is a serious looking young man with pale violet hair and a black jacket. Standing at his shoulder height were two other creatures. A red one with dreadlocks and a martial artist gi with green fierce looking eyes. To his right is a brown furred spiked creature smiling with dull eyes, apparently drunk. Others are spread all around the pic, from humans on down to water based monsters. Each one with a beer can or an achoholic drink in their hands. Below the picture is a plaque reading:

The Saiyan Protection Agency
In the Saiya-jin's Club Bar & Grill
Opening Day

 

Suddenly the doors fly open. A swishing sound is heard and the TV instantly comes online. The intruder turns around to see the red one from the picture filling up a glass of beer from the tap and admiring it. The intruder slowly backs away, completely afraid of what he might do if startled.

Ace looks at the nervous individual and smirks. "Wassup? What'll ya have, MAN!!!?"

 

That was so beautiful.

(A invisible hand presses the 'Karnevil 9' button on the jukebox. Frieza bursts through the front door.)

Welcome back my friends to the bar that never ends
We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside.

Step inside! Have a cigar! We've a most amazing bar
It’s the best around by far
Step inside! Step inside!

We've got drafts and ales, people hanging up on nails
Better watch your little tails
Come inside! Come inside!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the bar!

Over by the door, stacks of bodies crowd the floor
Please our bill do not ignore
Don’t ignore, don’t ignore.

And if you follow me then you will not have to flee
Trunks, who’s on a shooting spree
Jubilee, jubilee!
Roll up! Roll up! Roll up!
See the bar!

Next upon the bill in our room of vaudeville
We've a stripper in a till
What a thrill! What a thrill!

Not content by far, with a seven-string guitar
Ace will blow up Myanmar
What a star! What a star!

There behind the glass is a saiya-jin, lower class.
Please abuse him as you pass
More along, move along.

Come inside and have a frosty one
Guaranteed to blow you to the sun

Rest assured you'll get your money's worth
The greatest bar in Heaven, Hell, or Earth!

You've got to see the bar, drinks from lands afar
You've got to see the bar, steal Vegeta’s car, oh

Right before your eyes see the liquor from the skies
And he drinks until he flies, then he dies, then he dies

Come inside and pour yourself a glass
Guaranteed to stone you off your ass
You've got to see the bar, drinks from lands afar
You've got to see the bar, steal Vegeta’s car, oh

Soon behind the screen Sub the master of obscene
Will perform a guillotine, what a scene, what a scene
Next your eyes engage our young Nemo on the stage
Try to dodge our drunken rage, in a cage, in a cage.

Roll up, roll up, roll up
See the bar

Performing on a stool Solar forms a molten pool
As he guzzles rocket fuel, keep it cool, keep it cool

We would like it to be known all the drinks that have been shown
Are exclusively our own, all our own, all our own

Come and see the bar, come and see the bar
Come and see the bar
SEE THE BAAAAAAAAARRR!!!!!!!!

 

(Kicks a chair to spin it around, and has a seat.)

Nemo: Yep, well, I'm bored.

 

(Magnus X Zero) YOU STOLE MY 500th POST, YOU WHORES!!!

...

With that, I vow to get the 500th post on this bar, and I'd like a beer.

 

Nemo: Ahem! (Points to self) Whore. Not Whores.

 

What's done is done, Magnus. So I say good day...

Magnus: But Ace--

I said Good DAY, MAN!!!

 

(Magnus X Zero) Where's my beer?

Ace: I SAID GOOD D-

Magnus: GIVE ME MY ****ING BEER!! *throttles Ace*

 

Ace: (rasping) Alright...(gagging) Alright... chill. Here!

(Hands Magnus the beer)

 

I've been messing around on go-gaia.com lately and been thinking about starting an SPA there as a guild. I live for the fight anyway, so here is where we can focus on the beer and there I can focus on the money. I mean jeez, their karma is their money. I walked around in my undies for two hours before I figured out how to buy stuff.

 

An interesting looking place, but I don't think I'll get involved. I don't have time to keep up with something like that. As for starting a guild, I doubt any of our members are gonna join in (maybe Nemo), but if you wanna use our name, I guess that's alright. Just try to make sure your members uphold our high stardard of character. The name SPA carries great dignity.

(Vegeta stumbles by with no pants and a smoldering cigar sticking out of his hair.)

Uh...yeah.

 

(Ultamite X) *looks at the picture on the wall and then looks at the two fighting figures under a table*
...So this is what mom meant when she said not to go down the alleys.
*watches as a man in his underwear walks past*
...Okay...um a mug of grog please.

 

Yo

(Hands X his grog)

 

*sheds a tear*

Nothing makes me happier than seeing this place live on.sorry iv been gone after barly returning the last. just my luck that my parents would decide to cancel my internet service right after i get the p.c. fixed.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Finally, beer. *chugs*

 

(Ultamite X) *sips grog*
hmm.. interesting place. When was the first bar?

*tosses a dollar on the bar table*
tip for the service

 

::walks into the bar, ordering the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster and sitting at his old table as if he never left::

 

(Magnus X Zero) The first bar huh? Hmm...

I'm guessing 1-2 years ago. Leaning more to one.

 

no, it was 2 years....I remember I missed last years santa-hostage situation and was in the one before that.... and the tradition came from the Bar & Grill....

 

The S.P.A. was formed in July of 2001, and the bar came just a month or two before that. Not a day has gone by since that the SASB has lacked a Saiya-jin's Club.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Aye, and it will be so for as long as we exist.

Cheers!

 

thats right.I still remember the night I made the 1st one. it reached 500 in only a few hours and we ended opening a second the same night. At the time I didn't think it would be a big hit,but then we ended up crushing the other bars. And now were the only ones left.

 

People started legions or armies back then, claiming boards and such. I remember the whole Amy Empire thing. Now look, we're the last clan that stayed active on the board.

SPA will never die!

(Just don't say we're better than Jesus or something or we'll end up like the Beatles.)

 

It's so good to see us all here for the holidays. It's been such a quite few months with Ace and Trunks having computer problems and Sub off an extended leave.

Yes, I remember the early days. Shortly after the bar, Trunks formed the Saiya-jin Empire. After a few adventures of hunting, blowing up the WB, and robbing a mall, we evolved into the S.P.A.

And here we shall stay until GameFAQs goes bankrupt or discards this board.

 

Indeed Frieza ::chugs his drink::

 

(Magnus X Zero) Yup it sure is good to see everyone here again.

 

(Ultamite X) *holds up empty mug*
what is wrong with this picture?

 

(Pours Ace Drink and MKA formula into X's mug.)

Merry Christmas. Happy New Year. Good Valentines Day. And last but not least a, Happy Easter. Cause that's how long you'll be visiting Happydale Heights when ya swig this.

 

(Ultamite X) *takes a sip*
WHOA...The Colors...
*smoke starts emanating from ears*
*sets off a fire alarm*

 

(Magnus X Zero) Damn, we got another victim here. *gives Ultamite a vial*

Drink up son, this stuff will cool you down. Wait till you get to the stronger stuff of Ace's. :)

 

::walks up to the bar:: Ace, you've got any hot wings back there? Maybe some sulfuric acid, some guatemalan insanity peppers, and a bit of motor oil?

 

(Ultamite X) *Grabs the vile and forces Magnus to drink the contents*

 

Frieza: Sub always keeps some acid around, there's insanity peppers in the Ace Drink, and I've siphened some oil from Epyon. Here you go.

(Hands Solar his stuff)

 

::takes his hotwings, dousing them in sulfuric acid and motor oil. After that, he lays the peppers inbetween the wings. He grins, lighting his contraption on fire::

Behold.... the mighty Ragin' Cajin' Solar Wings ::smirks:: Guaranteed to melt a hole right through your stomach... literally ::eats one::

 

(Magnus X Zero) *drinks contents of vial* That's good stuff. You should have taken some. Oh well.

Pizza, beer, and hot wings like Solar's. Good to see you again too Solar.

 

(Orders GT-Trunks to serve Magus)

 

(GT-Trunks explodes)

 

::continues eating his wings, and drops one. The wing eats through the floor, then makes a hole in the basement floor::

.....whoops...

 

watching GT-trunks explode brings back good memories.
*drinks a beer*

 

(Ultamite X) *continues drinking while watching the hot wing burn its way to china*

 

(Magnus X Zero) Excellent, all the regulars are here. I'm going to see The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King tommorow. It's gonna be wicked.

 

Nice.... I never got into the whole Lord of the Rings series ::shrug::

....anyone want a hot wing? ::grin::

 

I never got it either.BTW, I just got a PS2 network adaptor and was wondering if any of you guys play online games? I'm currently waiting for FF XI to come out. i just wish CC Corp. would make an online .hack// game.

 

Isn't FFXI out already? Or is that just for PC?

 

I saw the first two movies and read RotK. It looked good from the extra wordy english writing style Tolkien uses. Kinda like reading an olde Bible on some level. The movies are good. The book was lacking for an action freak like me who likes suspense, but not the extra helping of symbolism. But eh, What do I know? (an appeal for LotR dudes to leave my opinion be.)

 

I still don't have a PS2.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I was going to buy the Network Adapter but meh. I've been an LOTR fan for the longest time. Then I'm also a Star Wars geek too. *shrugs*

 

My brother and I are buying a PS2 after Christmas. Our mom has this weird rule of not letting us get new consoles for the holiday, but we're allowed to purchase one afterward. Meh.

 

Hey, on some level Star Wars is better than Star Trek. More realistic in my opinion. Aliens do NOT always look or act human.

And as for the PS2, guys. It's cool and just a bit overated. But it's betterthan the kid oriendted Gamecube and the small library of games that Xbox has. Halo's cool, but I like a system with more variety. Give me a GBA anyday over any of those two systems.

 

I really wouldn't say the GC is a Kid-oriented console, but I would say it's more like a party system.... a lot of the games are hella fun with other people (FF:CC, Mario Party 4 & 5, Mario Kart: DD!, bound to be others) but lack good single player games. The opposite would be said for the PS2 imo... it has more single player games than group/party games

....but that's just me

 

Zelda: The Windwaker... Mario Sunshine... Metroid Prime... There's enough content in those 1P games to keep you busy for months on end. Each.

 

Yeh... Eternal Darkness was pretty good too... but they are just kinda pushed aside by such games like Smash Bros. Melee and Mario Kart. ::shrugs, eats another wing::

 

True, true. But I'm an RPG man. I like my FF and Star Ocean stuff, so that's why I made my preference. Smash Bros. and battle race games like Kart are a favorite of mine. I'm just holding out on Nintendo until they actually make a GC 'Zelda:OoT' class version of Pokemon.

I know I sound kinda sad, but I stick by my principles. I like the game and the manga, but hate the anime. However, don't waste your money on the GBA games, old timers who like the old batch of monsters will be disappointed.

Better to play Monster Rancher than that thing, trust me.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Pokemon has pretty good stuff.

 

The new ones would be cool... if I could have imported my Enforcer Team from Red & Silver Versions.

(Note: All of Crimson's pokemon from my Cross stories are embellished versions of members of my Enforcer Team.)

 

(Magnus X Zero) I didn't get Ruby/Sapphire, because I'm waiting for the remakes to come out. :)

 

I think my favorite class of games is most likely RPG's.
Like. Currently im waiting for the final vol of .hack,Star Ocean III, And FFIX But I also really enjoy Mecha games like Zone of the Enders(2nd runner is my favorite game of all time,hence this SN) and the armored core series.

 

If anyone's ever played Megaman Battle Network, they'll know about virus busting. And they'll probably ask how people's computers became so screwed up to have so many roving viruses and rogue programs. I just figured out trying to find some mp3s. I just learned why the net is a savage place. Some site almost forced me into downloading two dozen robot ad programs that hid themselves all over my brand new computer. So I decided to hunt them down and destroy them one by one with Search and every one of my anti virus programs. It took me the better part of an hour to do it!

I finally got rid of the mother of them all, a friggin adult screensaver program that tried to reroute my browser to it's homesite. Jeez, I'm this (--) close to wiping the whole drive out and starting over after all of that crap.

I'll never mock Battle Network again after that episode.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Yes the Internet is scary...

 

Three days till Christmas eve...

 

and 3 days until my Christmas Break -.- ::continues studying for Finals::

 

(Magnus X Zero) Few more days till I leave for a church retreat.

 

I'm makin' all you guys presents for Christmas! Well, at least those of you with sprites (hm...), and I'm happy to say I'm very pleased with the way Frieza's is turning out to look. I have Trunks's done, workin on Frieza's, I'll have to come up with an idea for Ace and Sub...

 

(Magnus X Zero) I used to have a sprite of me... But I lost them, and the guy who made them has been gone for quite a while.

 

I used to have sprites.... they're somewhere... too lazy to get them though

 

Solar! Completely forgot about you. o.o; I'll see if they're anywhere on the SPA site, and I'll conjour somethin' up.

Hey Ace, gots me a question for ya's. Is it Ace that uses the Redstreak sword, or Spades? If it is Ace, do you have a sprite of it?

 

It belongs to Spades, but Ace one used it against me, saying he stole it from Spades. There is no sprite. All of Solar's sprites (and, infact, all of the S.P.A. members' sprites) are on the site.

Look forward to seeing them.

 

(Magnus X Zero) *sigh* I want my sprites again... The only reason I stopped making my comics actually...

 

Thanks for the info Friez, found Solar's sprites, and I guess I'll have to use something else as Ace's weapon. How's a light saber sound, Ace? If you don't want me to use that, gimme somethin' else.

-Christmas gift checklist-
Ace:
Frieza: X
Solar: X
Sub:
Trunks: X

 

(Magnus X Zero) Beer please.

 

esaelp reeB.

 

(Slaps Frieza)

No.

 

BEAEAER PLZ!1!: the super-n00b way of asking for it

 

(Magnus X Zero) I WANTS MY BEER!!

 

Well guys, I'm probably leaving sometime tommorow. Just like to say Merry Christmas and have a Happy New Year. Take it easy guys.

 

Merry Christmas all.

 

::grumblegrumblemerrychristmasgrumblegrumblePASSOUT::

 

merry christmas to all...even though im two days late.

 

Frieza: (shrugs) Better late than never.

(Kills Goten)

 

(Walks in hammered)

Merry... fourth of July!

(Passes out)

~~~
I woulda posted these on the big day, but I got a new computer. And have been busy with that. Even though I COULD have potentially done it... I just didn't feel like it. Call of Duty and all...

http://home.1asphost.com/captnemo/friezaxmas.gif

http://home.1asphost.com/captnemo/solarxmas.gif

http://home.1asphost.com/captnemo/trunksxmas.gif

 

Too bad they don't look as good as the original .PSP files...Eh, what can ya do?

 

Save 'em as jpg. That's what I do whenever I use effects that don't come out well in gifs.

Really nice, BTW. You've gotten great with those effects.

 

::points to what Frieza said:: Ditto. Very nice job there

 

(Magnus X Zero) Well I'm back. The retreat was fantastic. If I don't get on later, Happy New Years.

 

Yeah. Problem is they're still on my Mom's computer at the other end of the house and I'm feeling too lazy to go down there now.

 

(Marth2007) *The rusty old door opens and duist flies in and standing in the doorway is a silouette of a familiar yet changed friend.*

Hose the old blood off the walls Subby's back!

 

(Walks drunkenly with a beer, trips, and spills it all over Sub)

 

Excellent! Looks like the gang's all here. Well, except for Trunks. He's not around too much. But anyway, it's great to see all of us around for new years, the most important holiday for us as drunks. Now drink Marth boy.

(Throws Champagine bottle at Sub's head)

 

*chugs it then breaks bottle over Nemo's drunken, swolen, and already bleeding from every oraface, head.*

I would've been Roy2007 but few would know who.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Well, now the holidays are over, I only have one more thing to look to...

School.

 

school where the smart are punished and the stupid are popular. Bless stupidity.

 

(Throws things at stuff in a place)

 

Indeed Sub ::downs his drink::

 

(Magnus X Zero) And the glut of posts has slowed down...

 

i'm still around,I'm just playing chrono chross and xenosaga takes up alot of time.

 

(Magnus X Zero) *yawn*

 

(Espio 2012) ......ya know, these types of places used to be alot funner, what with the explosions and killing and stuff.

 

Arrgggh...

AArrgghH!

AAAARRRGGGHHH!!!

(Gunshots and meat slashing sounds are heard as a Mask-esque tornado flies across the bar, smiting everyone in it's wake. It slows down and finally slumps down on the bar, grumbling angrily.)

Frieza: (gets up off the flooor woozily) Hey, Ace. 'Ugh' Bad week.

Ace: Squared, man.

 

Sorry I'll post more when I beat this blasted game how I want it to be beaten.... Blast you Fire Emblem! Quit being addictive!

 

Uh oh. My bro got addicted to Fire Emblem. After spending almost a month on it, he ended up writing his own translation of the game (still is). We had to interviene, and were eventually forced to commit him. Break free Sub! Run while you still can!

100.

 

how is fire embleme? I've been meaning to try that.

 

If you're into strategy, it's the best there is. Problem is that they're all in Japanese and some of them don't have translations yet.

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *lays dow
some money* Guiness and Ribs. Pronto.

*walks up to Jukebox and plays "The Boys are Back in Town"*

 

(Magnus X Zero) School tommorow. Dammit, give me beer. Lot of beer.

 

(Hands Hardcore a Guiness and throws some ribs on the grill)

(Presses button under counter. Magnus drops into a pool of beer)

Frieza: That enough for ya? We'll charge you based on how much more you weigh when you come out.

Trunks: Hey! When did we install a beer pool?

Frieza: We didn't. All the beer we spill just leaks through the floor and collects in the basement. We should really install some drains down there. Or at least some kind of filter that seperates the beer from the blood an urine.

 

::bought the US Fire Emblem for GBA::

...it's very... strategic... plot ain't that great ::shrug:: I like it though

::chugs drink::

 

(Magnus X Zero) *drains pool* Here's your payment. *drops 10 bags of gold*

*hiccup* I'm going to bed.

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *installs the Bar TV and switches on Mitsurugi v Nightmare on SC2's Battle theatre*

 

(Magnus X Zero) *wakes up* I HATE SCHOOL GAHHHH!! *runs around bar and smashes everything*

 

(Espio 2012) Who wants my sprite?

*everyone boos*

Ah, thats it....I hate you!

*runs out of bar laughing*

 

(Magnus X Zero) Well school started, and now I must face it. It won't be so bad...

 

School's gone rather smoothly. Give me a beer.

 

(firerocket1) A cute blonde waitress walks towards Mangus, with a kind of dull look in her silver eyes. She hands Mangus his beer and says "If ya want another, holler...." Her words, duitiful and politely said, still lacked full emotion and motivation. Max was yet to be a happy camper.

With that she turned around, to go back to the drink mixing area.

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Okay, I know this aint TRUE RP scene, but I like RPing, whenever I feel as such. Sorry it took forever >_>.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I'm not Mangus. Damn you firerocket! BTW, where've you been?

 

Yo Nemo I've drawn the Redstreak sword a hundred million times in comics I've made, but never scanned it. So I decided to make one as a prop. If you want it I can e-mail it to you or put it up on my site later.

Cool?

 

Put it up on your site, I still have to get my email running on the new computer.

 

Trunks: I miss the good old days*opens up a beer and punches goku*

Vegeta: Well who doesn't enjoy giving kakarot a good beating.

Goku: I don't.

Vegeta: quiet you*hits goku*

 

Frieza: Ah, Goku. The one that just won't die.

Goku: But I do die. People just keep bringing me-

(Smashes bottle on Goku's head)

Frieza: Nobody cares.

Goku: My life hurts...

 

(Magnus X Zero) What happened to Trunks cleaning the ever dirty bathrooms?

*hears weeping from restrooms*

Ah, there he is.

 

(firerocket1) Well, I BEEN lazy. Sorry bout that. =D. Anyway, whaddya want me to call ya?
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(Magnus X Zero) Who are you talking to?

 

Frieza: Hey guys, Bulma's coming!

Vegeta: Aw man.

(Vegeta hides. Frieza steals the beer he was drinking)

Frieza: Heh heh. Sucker.

Vegeta: (peaks up) Grr. That wasn't funny.

Trunks: (at door) Wait guys, she really it coming!

(Vegeta hides. Trunks steals his wallet and runs)

Vegeta: (standing up) Damnit, knock it off!

Frieza: Well if you weren't so afraid of your wife, we would.

Vegeta: I am not afraid! The prince of all Saiya-jins fears nothing!

Bulma: Vegeta!

(Vegeta screams so loud that space folds and he is transported to a random location)

Frieza: ...well...didn't see that one coming.

Goku: My ears are bleeding.

(Explodes Goku)

Frieza: There. Now they match the rest of you.

Goku: I bleed more than I eat.

 

I made the same mistake at first:

It's Magnus. Not Mangus.

 

Coo' Nemo.

You can get it at

http://members.tripod.com/~redstreak7/Redstreak.bmp

 

Awesome.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Blah.

 

How dead.

 

Why hello there emptiness, how are you today?

 

Emptiness: Feeling a little, you know, empty.

Bored? Read my new comic!

http://home.1asphost.com/captnemo/008.gif

 

(Magnus X Zero) You people need to post more.

 

I would post more but my parents are getting more strict now whene it comes to when i can be online.

 

Aw man. What's with that?

 

...jeez. True. They should be drug out into the street and shot.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Blah blah.

 

Frieza: We need to be here. I mean, someone has to keep GT Trunks from escaping.

(Notices GT Trunks crawling to door. GT Trunks falls into Sub's torture room)

Vegeta: Boy, you get out of that pit right now and finish scrubbing those toilets!

GT Trunks: I did! I've been finished for months!

Vegeta: I'll be the judge of that.

(Looks in bathroom. Toilets have been scrubbed so much that they've been sanded away to nothing)

Vegeta: Those toilets are coming out of your allowance! Now get up here and mop the floor while I go buy new ones.

GT Trunks: Can't...feel...legs...AH! Now I can! AAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!

 

I guess it's because of my grades.but lucky for me they don't know about the DC.

 

Man, so long as you're not starin' at adult stuff every time and clogging up the phone line (if you've only got one like myself) I'd think its cool. But, that's my opinion. Just safeguard the secret of your DC very closely.

 

(Magnus X Zero) You guys are dead. Honestly.

 

Oh, you say that every bar.

 

Bored.

 

Wow. I was looking back and it turns out Nemo is actually the one who coined the name 'Ace Drink'. In fact, the drink might never have been revived if it weren't for him.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Well you are. Now give me beer.

 

Frieza: You know, I'm running out of comical ways to serve you.

Magnus: JUST GIVE ME MY ****ING BEER!!!

Frieza: Oh, very well.

(Gives Magnus a Duff in a completly uninteresting fashion)

 

(Magnus X Zero) Alright! *chug*

 

Yup. I remember that. 'Cept Ace was in all caps originally.

 

(Ultamite X) *Summons uncountable numbers of beer cans* Ahem...FREE BEER!

 

(Magnus X Zero) Free beer does not exist... does it?

 

Frieza: Not for you it doesn't!

(Implodes free beer)

 

It's finished!!! Hahahahahahaha!!! My computer is repaired and My comic is done! Ace vs Caleb round 1, MAN!!!

http://members.tripod.com/~redstreak7/ATEno3.JPG

 

(Magnus X Zero) *sigh* I should get back to working on my site...

 

MEW!!!

No. 151, MEW!!!

 

Frieza: And the award for random insanity goes to...

(Award explodes)

Frieza: The mysterious force inhabiting the basement. Congratulations.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Congrats mysterious force! Here's to you! *chug*

 

I'm on my way to finally writing the end of Hazard ya'll, marking the first time I've ever FINISHED a fanfic. I suppose I shouldn't write such epics, huh? I mean, the story is at 81 pages already.

I summarized the rest of the freakin' series one at a time (since Hazard's the third part...SA3? maybe.) and each one was two pages in length with each chapter summarized into a flippin' paragraph with size 10 font. If I finished Hazard by next week (God willing AGAIN!), who knows, I could have the rest done by 2010. Seriously, it took me two or so years to finish this. And that was after I was done with SA2.

BTW this message was written two weeks ago.

 

(Magnus X Zero) ^Laziness at its finest.

 

Way to go Ace! I look forward to it. And I hear ya about that finishing thing. I've been working on a fic since November and I haven't even finished the first chapter yet (up to 16 pages though).

 

(Magnus X Zero) I wish I had the free time like that. *sigh*

 

Actually, I have no days off.

 

I'm gonna make some one shot stuff before I get started on the first Cross story (which is being mini sized to five or so chapters, which is long enough with the way I do things). It'll be nice to do some Starcraft for once.

 

you guys are lucky,I can't even right a simple essay for class.

 

I can write explicit parody songs and sing them in my spare time. I can write down an entire history of occurances that have happened here like they were parts in The Odessey, yet I can't read a book and write an essay and not cram to do it. Lazyness personified, here. You're not alone, man.

 

"I will take my revenge... On a road that never ends... til' I catch you unprepared for my attack..."

"When I take my revenge, the one thing you can depend upon is I will be the b*** who pays you back!"

"Do you remember the day you lost me? Burned a bridge on a Sunday drive. Shoulda looked both ways but ya crossed me."

"Somebody's getting even. Somebody made it back alive, to say... I will take my revenge! On a road that never ends... til' I catch you unprepared for my attack... When I take my revenge, the one thing you can depend upon is I will be the b**** who pays you back!"

"I remember the day I lost you. Took a turn on a hairpin curve. Never knew what the pain would cost you."

We get the fate that we deserve..."

"And it's a cold, cold dish to serve... AND I'M ALREADY FROZEN!"

"I will take my revenge! On a road that never ends... til' I catch you unprepared for my attack... "

"When I take my revenge, the one thing you can depend upon is I will be the b****... I will be the b****... I will be the b**** who pays you back!"

 

PS - Real song by Philly band, Ike.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Beeeeer...

 

The floorboards under Magnus explode in a pillar of beer. When it disappears, he's left soaking wet and smeeling of rank Duff.

"Enough?" Ace asks.

 

*walks into the bar smelling the duff*

Trunks: To alchohol, the cause of and solution to all of lifes problems.

Vegeta: such as marrige.

 

(Magnus X Zero) ...The beer's all gone. I'm washing up. *leaves for showers*

 

Frieza: Here, here! (toasts and drinks own weight booze)

 

(Walks up to Vegeta, sitting at table)

Frieza: Vegeta, man stopped by to inform us that he's suing the bar. Something about the fumes from Sub's torture room causing brain damage.

Vegeta: So?

Frieza: We made him into a drink. Would you care for some?

Vegeta: Nah, I've had enough.

(Bar gasps)

Frieza: Did you just turn down something with alcohol in it?

Vegeta: Yeah...so? Maybe I'm just not thirsty right now!

Frieza: It's your wife again isn't it?

Vegeta: ...yeah. (hangs head)

Frieza: (sits) What is it this time?

Vegeta: She said that I have to come home with a blood alcohol level of under 92% once a month or she'll cut our funding.

Frieza: (swear in another language)! What's her problem with us anyway? We're good people!

(Looks at drink)

Frieza: Wait...no we're not...well, we haven't done anything to HER. What does she have against us?

Vegeta: Well, we kinda killed her cat.

Frieza: That's all?

Vegeta: Pretty much. If you replace the word 'kinda' with 'repeatedly' and the word 'cat' with 'son'.

Frieza: Oh right, the kid. Couldn't you just send him home or something?

Vegeta: And lose my toilet scrubber? Hell no!

(Tosses empty bottle at bathroom door)

Vegeta: Why don't I hear scrubbing?!

(Scrubbing and groaning come sounds from bathroom)

Vegeta: Ah. Hearing little Trunks suffer makes it all worth it.

Frieza: Amen.

 

If there's anything I've learned from videogames, it's that World War II was a HELL of a lot of fun.

 

(Magnus X Zero) ^That's a pretty messed up comment.

 

<sigh>

It's meant to be funny people. A joke. I'm not actually serious. Jeez. That's the problem with people today. Can't take a joke. If I were serious, yes, that would be a pretty messed up comment.

 

Even I know that's a joke. Like this philosohpy from Tommy Vercetti:

Murdering and using people in the name of profit is all good... so long as you get away from the cops.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I know it's a joke. I just don't think its funny.

 

People looked at me like I was crazy at the library today, but I don't really care anymore. I was already happy that they'd actually upgrades all of their computers, but then I went and checked out Friez's newset comics... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! MAN!!!

That was the sound of the echo that almost got me thrown out. Seriously. There were cops there, man. I showed them what my reason for laughing so hard and was promptly left alone.

 

Heh. Thanks for the vote of confidence. I was beginning to think I'd lost my touch. I'll have to do some more soon.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I'm tired now...

 

Before I post the next part of the comic, I need to ask ya'll a question.

When you enter a dungeon in a video game with lots of treasure and powerful weapons all over the place, what do you think of first? Now take into account that there are bones and junk around too, so what piques your interest first? The weps, the money, or the bodies?

 

Depends on what kind of game. If it's something like final fantasy, then it doesn't matter cause the whole dungeon is practically a one way path. But if I could consiously make a choice, I'd probably be most focused on the bodies. Their locations could point to traps and monster lairs that I might not be able to handle (like the entrance to Skullkeep. You step on the skeleton, you fry). Then I'd go for the weapons (to make the rest of the dungeon easier, of course).

But why ask us? Shouldn't Ace react the way you would?

 

(Magnus X Zero) Depends. Sometimes I'll go for the weapons, sometimes the bodies. Treasure doesn't ever pique my interest.

 

Mopst definately. I'm a man of action, therefore, the weps are my first choice so I don't become one of the bodies. But you'll see my first reaction from a treasure chamber in Star Ocean 2 years ago when I got my a** killed a couple times for taking the money first. And you saw what that got me in the comic I sketched, right.

 

If you consider a ring like that to be treasure.

 

"Heaven, you're a cheap beer" - What I thought were Aerosmith lyrics until I looked it up.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Gah, came down with the flu yesterday... Fortunately, I heal pretty fast

 

Whoa, where the hell did those Epyon comics come from? And why was I not notified? Funny stuff by the way.

 

Es muy coolies, MAN!!!

 

(Ultamite X) *Slams 500 gil down* Beer me!

 

(Magnus X Zero) *runs like crazy man*

 

(Beers Ultamite X)

I'm pretty sure I made a topic announcing those. It didn't get much response, so I guess you missed it.

 

(Slams down a Duff after snatching X's gil)

 

A weird sound is heard in the bar. A strange reverb that just bugs at you the first time you hear it.

Not again... the drunk fool was gonna sing.

Who's gonna save us?
Who's gonna save us?

It's all around me and
I just can't understand
How it got out of place now
And it's getting late
But you know what they say

Who's gonna save us?
Who's gonna save us?

So where's the writing on the wall?
Who's gonna save us?
Who's gonna provide us?
Who gonna divide us?
Who's gonna save us?
Who's gonna save us?

He then whines the guitar into one long note and begins fretting on it while keeping up that one note.

I wanna live, I wanna leave
I wanna open up and breathe
I wanna go, I wanna be
I wanna feel it constantly

Gotta show, gotta say
I got a feeling that won't go away

I gotta know if they got away
My oppurtunities...

Just one
Chance is all I ever wanted

Just one
Time I'd like to win the game

From now on
I'll take the chance if I can have it

Just One
Just One

The beat picked up incredibly and a ver embarrassed look crossed his face. To sing about the very thing causing his aggrevation.

What goes up, must come down, yet my feet don't touch the ground.
See the world spinning upside down.
A mighty crash without a sound.

I can feel your every rage, step aside I'll turn the page.
Breaking Through your crazy maze.
Like a laser beam my eyes on you.

Watch me blow the night away.
Watch me save the day.
Feels like a storm's getting close.
Headed your way.

Sonic Heroes.
Sonic Heroes.

The beat then changed, with the same kind of pace, but with different notes.

Perhaps the time has come
Somedays waking

It's your to so loet's go

Got weary of waiting for

Let's drive at full speed

Get it up loud

Gonna cross the line

So hold on tight

Straight to the top

Rev it up
Burn it up

I'm wild at heart, don't push me over the edge!

(As much as I can understand in that song, like any other Crush 40 song)

With that last screaming exultation(Quote: "Feel free to choke after YEEEEEEAAAAAH!!!" From a SA2 L&L lyric faq), Ace fell out onto the bar floor.

 

Frieza picks up Ace's guitar and uses it to sweep him under fridge. As he prepares to toss it on the pile in the back containing all the other drunks' effects, he took a moment to admire the craftsmanship. He caught himself analyzing the instrument in the way he'd been taught but years ago. Years could be like lifetimes, he thought.

Running his fingers reminiscently along the sweaty strings, he figured 'what the hell' and leapt on stage. With a sudden burst of vitality, he unleashes an insane guitar solo infused with a spiritual light show (creating a drum beat by telepathically compressing and unleashing pulses of air), blasting everything to the other side of the bar.

Feeling a little more alive, Frieza steps down, grabs a bent stool from pile of rubble, fills Ace's guitar with a random mix of liquor, and begins drinking from it.

 

*Shoots any and all speakers in the bar*

 

(Magnus X Zero) *asks for beer*

 

A muffled sound is heard and beer shoots out of the fridge.

 

(Magnus X Zero) *catches beer and drinks*

 

I'm about 20% done with the Shiro sprite sheet. All I have to do now is the Spades and Caleb sheets and I'll be done. I'll just mod an RPG sheet for Shardshatter(he's dead anyway).

BTW, in about 2 or so months(if I work at it) I'll be ready with Ace's first stroll through the SASB world in Metro. Who wants to Guest star?

 

Use whoever you think will fit best with the story or will be the funniest to use (depending on what you're going for).

And Shard's still dead? Isn't somebody going to revive him? Or was he an entity you didn't want?

 

I'll explain it in the comic later on in more detail, but Shard's not really one person. He's a whole lotta persons sucked up in one ethereal body that needed someone on the outside to set 'em loose from the ring(the gems *hint, hint*).

You'd be surprised with how much complication I'm puttin' on this one item. It gets really messed up when we lay the b**** smack down on Caleb.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I would like to guest star, except the guy who was making my sprites (Tapamn?) stopped or something.

 

I've realized for some time now that you've had these characters figured out for a long time. I can't wait to see it all. BTW, have you had a chance to mess around with photoshop? It can be pretty confusing.

 

Photshop is cool if you can understand a whole lotta the tricks to use with it. Once I have the ability to get good lineart and stuff together, I'll try and utilize it to it's fullest. But right now I mind as well be an ant in a super computer: lost, somewhat confused, and prone to making fatal mistakes by touching it too much.

 

My recommendation for photoshop: Although they're not hard to figure out, don't use the filters to make things look pretty, at least until you get fluent enough with them. Put whatever you want to look nice on its own layer, and then use the blending options (right click on the layer > blending options). If you play around with the bevel and emboss stuff (especially the gloss contour setting), you can come out with some pretty neat looking effects.

And if you take the time and make an entire comic or something using ONLY PHOTOSHOP, it will boost your confidence with the program a whole lot.

 

I'll try it out while I'm messing with the sprites.

 

Here's a basic sheet of Spiro's sprites.

http://members.tripod.com/~redstreak7/Shiro_sheet.gif

Comments please.

 

Eh, pretty good, sure is a lot better than I can do. They look pretty nice.

 

Not at all what I pictured, but good.

 

I draw the little freak a whole lot better by hand.

 

*walks in all annoyed*

I hate viruses! I also hate my idiot brother who keeps downloading crap that has viruses in it. Man I need a beer...*

 

(Pulls out a mega-duff [the size of 120 regular duffs])

Frieza: Here we are. This should help you forget it ever happened.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Rawr!

 

I'm about ready with the second basic chart of the Spades sheet. I just need to sketch the actions I want him to perform on paper and then commit it to pixel format.

And yes, they will have drunk poses. All of them. I'll even take the time out to make one for Ace.

 

*drinks mega-duff*

beers always good for the soul. and on the plus side might be getting my brothers old computer since that bums getting a new one. the old sucks but i can still use it for going to gamefaqs. Hopefully i'll be able to return to the boards more permanently the way it was 3 years ago. No more typing with a DC for me.

(which is what im useing now, this one post took me like 15 minutes)

 

(Magnus X Zero) Trunks! How you been?

 

No wonder. Thankfully I got my own comp.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Beeer.

 

Stuff.

 

well magnus (still me, Trunks) I've been pretty good. Iv been playing alot of games lately,(FF X-2,sonic heroes and saturday I went to a casino since in california the legal age is 18+. I turned 20 bucks into 280 by the end of the night at the black jack tables.

 

Right on! Black Jack's the way to go.

 

Yup.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Good good. I believe it is time for payment. *dumps bag of gold on table*

 

Dumps down twntyt thousand in gold on the bar and hops up with a megaphone. A large amount of excitement is in his eyes.

"Hazrd is finally complete! The day draws near when I can write the fic where I, Ace the echidna, come into that weird universe. And for this momentous occaison Drinks are all on me, MAN!!!"

Swigs back an Ace drink with MKA enhancer and begins to convulse shudder, laughing like a nut.

 

Frieza: Now this is what I like to see. A man paying his tab without being told, and another man covering the counter in gold and twitching on the floor. It warms the heart.

(Toasts the blithering Ace's success with a Frosty Frieza)

 

(Does belly flop into Ace's money)

 

Beers free for the next hour!

I'm now an uncle as of yesterday! (brothers kid)

 

(Magnus X Zero) Congratulations! I'm a uncle too. Drink up mates!

 

I have an uncle.

 

(Magnus X Zero) DDR is fun.

 

Hey Magnus, what'd your sprites look like? Maybe one of us could make them for you one day.

 

*sigh* Spring break's almost over...

 

Mine has just begun.

 

Mine's been and gone.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Spring break is finally here.

My spray used to be a green breed of hedgehog/echidna. I think I would have changed it now to a recolored/altered Zero sprite.

 

Banga head against the wall hard enough to shatter the plaster.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Okay.

 

Saint Patrick's Day is coming soon, MAN!!! Begin production of the green beer!

 

(Magnus X Zero) GREEN BEER?!

 

CAN WE HAVE PINK FLAMINGOES? Ohpleaseohpleaseohplease!

 

(Magnus X Zero) I need to start on a project soon, hmm.....

 

(Hangs shamrock on front door)

(Puts up signs reading 'Half off all Irish brews' and 'Ask about our special haggis')

(Hangs caged leprechaun over the bar)

(Jams pink lawn flamingo into the base of Nemo's spine)

Ace: What's that about special haggis?

Frieza: Oh, it's just like regular haggis, except instead of sheep parts it's Goku...and maybe some Nemo, depending on how the day goes.

Ace: Ah (swigs green Ace Drink).

Nemo: BEHOLD! I have become the ultimate being, NEMINGO, king of the jungle!!!

(Begins howling like a monkey and rolls into Sub's torture room)

Frieza: St. Patrick's day at the Saiya-jin's Club Bar and Grill...the death toll could reach the thousands.

Ace(half consious): Eitr dat or we jet so 'asted we can' talk right.

Frieza: (shrugs) Either way.

(Sprinkles leprechaun magic into Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster and soars the enchanged cosmos)

 

Heh heh heh...

Three dozen mugs of green brew.

Heh heh heh...

Thirty six cups of liquid brain death.

Heh heh heh...

Thirty six insanity peppers mixed with mint and irish beer instead of Duff.

Heh heh heh...

And he didn't puke once.

HURK!!! *splat*

...never mind.

Happy St. Patrick's day.

 

damn, i can't believe i wasnt at the bar on st. patricks day

 

What I'm made of, huh?

...

GOD!!!

This song rocks, MAN!!!

If I gotta suffer through Sonic Heroes for it, then so be it! I will have it one way or another while I'll kicking Sonic Team's newest pathetic end boss.

Live and Learn can take a backseat to this jawn, man. How is it that the music gets better and better each game and the gameplay goes down the crapper?

 

It was so hard to hear the song...I hardly even remember it. Maybe I'll check out the sound test later.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Rawr I'm hungry.

 

Check out my newest pencil drawings on the new art page, ya'll. I'm only gonna ink two of 'em tho, since I'm a spaztic moron when I've got a pen in my hand.

This is the place.

http://members.tripod.com/~redstreak7/aces_art.htm

Tell me what ya think.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I like it Ace. The only thing is I think you should add some more details. Great overall though.

 

What he said.

 

yeah, pretty cool

 

Yo Friez

I almost forgot this. Funny thing, man. My cousin caught a look at the envelope I keep a couple of the CDs ya sent me in and he made a strange point. Your printed handwriting looks like mine! I knew there was something weird about it when I first picked it up out of the door. If I didn't look too closely, I'd have sworn it was me sending it.

My cousin says that he can't believe there's someone out there with chicken scratch as bad as mine. Hahaha!

 

That's pretty cool. For some reason, I felt compelled to write it all myself to show you my handwriting(instead of having my brother do it while I was out). But I was trying to write as neatly as possible then. My natural print in much less readable, even to me.

 

(Magnus X Zero) My note writing is terrible. When I'm writing letters though, it's rather good.

 

I got some stuff inked here at crap central (or my little tv tray/desk), and now I've just got a touch up job or five to do before I can submit it anywhere.

 

I like tuna.

And my handwriting sucks.

 

Jumps up from a piled heap on the ground as if just drank 50 strait black coffees.

"Get this guys... one, my sister can be evil... she has the only comp here that works and refuses to let people on...luckily she forgot to turn it off(password blocked...) anywho...thats not the bad thing I log onto good ol Sub account it's been banned! sumone hackeded it..."

 

(Magnus X Zero) Arr, I'm a pirate! Avast me mateys!

 

I swear Disgaea deserves it's own anime. Star Ocean got one, why not it?

 

I'm about to start the Ace the Echidna Concert Series from tonight ending on the finale song on my site on April Fools day. This concert series however is spellsinging concert series, meaning that anything could happen.

With what happens, you guys will want to kick my ass. Trust me. This'll be one for the record books.

I'll post the first song at around 6:00 EST tonight. First song is "Jimmy" by The Living End

 

A little early, but I was inspired...

Ace jumped up on the bar with a malicious look on his face and his Redstreak Ax slung over his shoulder. He closed his eyes, tapping his foot for a second. Then he hit the first note and began the song.

"Jimmy..."

"What's your vote?"

"You don't have to repay them after all."

"Oh crud," Nemo said.

People who'd been paying for their somewhat deadly drinks actually began snatching their money back and stealing the achohol, not caring even if Nemo was pointing a shotgun at them.

"Jimmy taught of those who'd been cheated, but were never defeated, just morally wrong!"

Nemo looked directly at Ace and took aim at the singing echidna. He squeezed the trigger and tried to blow a hole in his ignorant head, only to have him shift to the right to avoid the metal spray.

"Jimmy taught of those who were jaded, their colors had faded, like they didn't belong..."

Nemo shot three more times and Ace just twisted into awkward positions with his guitar while the bullets screamed by. He only danced to his music and payed the attack no mind.

"And they lied..."

Nemo yelled out and threw a ball of energy at the echidna, who jumped ten feet in the air over it before landing on a table farther away.

"A new life they were seeking..."

Nemo exploded in a shower of curses as he peppered the table Ace was dancing on with energy blasts and shotgun shots. The echidna only swayed with the steady beat of the music and continued singing.

"Yes they lied..."

A creaking sound was heard behind the porcupine. He turned a massive barrel of Ace Drink exploded in his face. He screamed in agony from the pain of damn near concentrated brain death showered in his eyes.

"Now their plans are leaking!"

"Jimmy...What's your vote? You don't have to repay them after all!"

Ace hopped from table to table. Knocking over dirnks, stepping in food, stomping on hands, and jumping on people's heads. Unfortunately, Vegeta was one of those last heads.

"Arrgh, what's the idea," the somewhat sloshed Saiyan yelled.

Ace just continued jumping up and down while strumming on his ax and didn't answer. Pissed at being disrespected like that, Vegeta rushed in and tried to tackle the echidna. He was right in from of him--

"Jimmy told of those who had made it--"

He slid under the speeding Saiyan and bumped into him with the force of a formula one racer, sending him flying into a tuna salad on the next table.

"And others who paid it, but the price was wrong..."

He jumped again from table to table until he landed in the center of the battle arena. Problem was, his song 1was now echoing through the bar better than before.

"Everybody's too busy fighting, to bother deciding what has to be doooone..."

Soon enough almost all of the weapons in the bar began to break down and disintegrate into dust. Everyone who had a weapon in the bar turned to the arena and began to rush into the ring to kick the musician's ass.

"Jimmy...What's your vote? You don't have to repay them after all!"

All of them piled in and started trying to attack Ace Royal Rumble style. The echidna however mind as well have been in another world with the way he was moving though the crowd of infuriated bargoers. He slid under punches, jumped over kicks, and hopped around rushes. It seemed to be no more than a game.

"...No, you don't have to repay them after all!"

He suddenly hit one bass note and slammed into a brawler with his outstretched foot. The man flew into two others and through the ropes to the floor. Other fighters began to press their attack on the lightning fast rocker, but only to be knocked away with one fancy gesture or another. Finally Ace strummed his guitar another last time and spun upward, slamming his loose hand ( a fist) right up into a man's jaw. He flew out of the arena to land in a garbage can.

 

"Jimmy..."

The only one left in the arena was a very pissed off Trunks with a corroded sword.

"Jimmy..."

Ace continued his solo, striking various poses while Trunks' sword screamed by his head.

"Jimmy..."

He hit one last note and stomped the arena floor. The ground beneath them exploded in a massive shockwave, sending them both flying. That, and shattering every glass object in the bar. One of those objects being a very old and extremely expensive glass of wine that Frieza had been trying to get for decades.

"This has gone on long enough," the alien said emotionlessly.

"Jimmy..." Ace sang, grasping onto one of the stripper poles while he flew across the bar. The beat slowed down while Ace used one had to stop himself with the pole. "It seems as though it can be sold as-"

"Ace, stop," Frieza said, appearing next to him.

He swung down the pole and held on with his legs while he continued playing the ax. "- easy as a story can be told."

"I said, Stop!" The ivory fighter said, his aura flaring.

"Jimmy..."

Frieza put his finger to Ace's forehead and focused a Death Beam on the end of it. He tilted his head to the left, letting the beam shoot into the floor beyond. The beat began to increase again steadily.

"You don't have to repay them..."

"Oh Lord," Frieza said as he began to swipe at him with lightning fast attacks that weren't connecting.

The beat began to rise again. "No, you don't have to repay them..."

Frieza shot the echidna up with ki blasts lefts and right, only to have them rebounded when Ace swung himself off of the pole and sailed thought the air, spinning away.

"No, you don't have to repay them. After all!"

The beat resumed it's normal speed and Ace landed on the bar again. He began stomping with the beat while he increased the bass in the music, making more shockwaves in Frieza's general direction. Each shockwave hit the alien and the last one sent him shooting across the bar, implanting him in the opposite wall.

Ace began running across the bar, knocking down things the whole way. "Jimmy had a dream he would make it, and he wouldn't fake it--"

He ran up on the wall when he began to round the bar again. "-Like the others had done."

"He believed in those who were jaded-"

He jumped off of the wall and back onto another table. Nemo ran in his general direction, still blinded from the Ace Drink in his eyes. The echidna only put his foot on his face, like restraining a child with your hand, while the porcupine feebly reached for his throat.

"Whose colors had faded-"

He jumped up and inadvertantly kicked Nemo right in the face while he flung out his left foot while kneeling with his right on the landing. "Like they didn't belooong..."

 

He jumped straight up in the air just shy of the ceiling before ten different energy attacks decimated the table he was sitting on. "Jimmy..."

He landed on a chair, spinning on it, smacking Vegeta in the jaw with the end of his guitar. "What's your vote?"

"Kill him," Frieza yelled.

"Jimmy! What's Your vote?" Ace backflipped over a charging Frieza, and kicked him in the back to send him into yet another wall.

Ace was up and moving again as the song began to speed up towards the end. "You don't have to repay them after all!"

The money from all over the bar began to vanish into thin air. From in wallets, in tip jars, in pockets and worst of all: the register! "Now we're all faded... Now we're all faded... Now we're all faded... Now we're all faded..."

More attacks were coming from all sides as more and more people joined the assault. Ace only responded in kind, hopping around to their vulnerable side and knocking them away.

"Well Jimmy told of those who'd been cheated, never defeated, just morally wrong."

The customers were in shambles laying under the tables.

"Yeah! Jimmy told of those who'd been jaded! Their colors had faded like they didn't belong!"

The staff was broken and beaten down by one of their own, who had never opened his eyes once.

Ace strummed on his guitar eight more times and then hopped back up to where he'd began the song on the bar.

"Ooooohhh..."

He finally opened his eyes and looked around at the devastation. "...oops."

 

(Magnus X Zero) *observes the chaos* Well, that was interesting. Anybody up for a beer?

 

I'll get you next time, Magnus.

 

Frieza pried himself from the indent he'd formed in the half-collapsed wall and trudged over to the musical menace. He stepped up onto a pile of squirming bodies, putting himself at eye level with Ace on the counter. He stared at Ace without a word, red eyes twitching with a frightening rage. Ace just looked back at him, grinning somewhat sheepishly.

Ace: Yo Friez...whassup?

Frieza snatched the Redstreak from Ace's hands with blinding speed and swung it like a homerun bat, smashing Ace into the display of already broken bottles behind the counter.

Frieza: I'm not quite sure how you did that...but if you ever do it again, I'm going to pull out MY guitar and we'll start cutting heads, you multiplanar maniac! Then I'll show you how to REALLY tear a place apart through song!...damnit, I've been looking for that wine for ages! I should've known better than to bring it here with you people...

Frieza quelled his seething temper before it melted the floor beneath him. Closing by tossing Ace's guitar into his chest like a javalin, the emperor departed for a walk to cool off while the bar magically rebuilt itself like he assumed it would.

 

Ow...

 

Any suggestions for tomorrow's song? If not, this could happen again... with a Rob Zombie song.

 

Frieza (back to his usual easy-going un-murderous-rage self): How about Shinedown's "Fly from the Inside"? Though I think a new location might be in order. The bar's foundation might not survive another song.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I'll be watching Ace. *eyes warily*

 

Just don't eye me too close. Especially after this bit of weirdness.

http://members.tripod.com/redstreak7/ATEindex.htm

 

(Magnus X Zero) Finding good wallpapers is hard.

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *wrestles on stage*

 

Decided not to do that concert, Ace? Or does that 'Static overflow at line 0' message on your site mean something?

 

(Magnus X Zero) Things have been quiet as of late...

 

I'll have it up sometime tomorrow morning along wit' the other two songs I never posted. End of the months Essays suck!

 

(Magnus X Zero) What happened to the days of old? Where fights erupted at every hour, and wine flowed like a river?

 

higher education set in.

 

I blame the government.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Damn government.

 

(Im Not NEG) Don't forget Bush.

Damn Bush.

 

After tonight I'll prolly be off for a week. Damn internet bill is due and my new job hasn't paid me yet, so I'll only be on for the next week or so at around ten AM each day.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I hate school, as it teaches me little.

 

Since I'll be out of direct contactafter the sixth, just check here every no and then.

http://www.livejournal.com/users/c_scott/

It'll give you a glimpse of the suckiness that's going on around me. Plus, it actsas my own personal board. So leave messages if ya wanna.

I'm not going away, I'll just be a little further away during spring vacation until things get back on track with the monetary sitch. Then I'll be back and better than I was before.

The comic will be updated in the next few weeks while I monkey around in photoshop with it. If worse comes to worse, I'll just use NetZero or an AOL CD.

Oh well. I'm out for the night and possibly for the next few eeeks. I'll catch ya'll when I'm at the library.

 

(Magnus X Zero) NetZero is my back up if my broadband fails. It's better than AOL in any case.

 

(Grabs random bottles of liquor, mixes with MKA formula, and sets on fire)

Frieza: A little incense. The urine and monster goo was beginning to bother me.

 

My mom found this ironic: I went to see Hellboy on Good Friday.

 

Blessed be he who invented the cherry cola.

 

Indeed.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Rawr.

 

(Ultamite X) *Snatches Freiza's concoction and leaves him a gold beer can*
I always though that the cherry flavoring tasted funny
*Downs the stuff and falls over just to get back up again*
Needs more kick to it.

 

Same thing for In N Out burger.

 

(Im Not NEG) What would happen if I mixed Dr Pepper with Cherry Coke and Vanilla Coke?

 

You get ****ed up cola. The taste wouldn't be concrete, it'd just be black creme soda.

 

(Forces golden beer can into broken cash register)

My computer died and rose from the dead on Easter sunday. It died because I killed it. It was a mercy killing; the spyware and other problems I'd picked up over the years were getting so bad that basic fuctions were starting to be affected. So I reformatted and it runs smoother than I even remember. Unfortunatly I forget to back up my bookmarks and address book. But oh well.

 

The second I get paid, I will send away for the disk to reformat my own machine. I installed the latest Activex stuff and now anything associated with it ain't workin' right. SCREW MICROSOFT, MAN!!! My computer problems are getting on my last nerve. If anyone knows how to uninstall activex then step up to the plate, please. I can't even use media player. This sucks, man!

God I'm pissed!!

 

Dr. Pepper + Cherry & Vanilla Coke = Brain explosion.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I'm trying to get a laptop, another hard drive, more RAM, a DVD burner, a sound card, and a cooling system. Yeah.

 

okay. Everything is back now. I had to find out that microsoft's little strategy of "screw the guy who can't afford to buy the latest crap" philosophy has made itself a little undercurrent that I had to tap into to get rid of their newest version of directX. Damn that sucked. A very scary period for someone who can barely get online.

 

Just one more week til I get paid and I can put all of this behind me.

 

Woo.

 

A sound was pushing itself through the city. It bounced from building to building and through every alley along the way. It was a whine of something like interference on a microphone, but it sounded as if it were being made by something else. Lightning flashed violet in the skies and thunder rocked the earth. The nagated snapshots of the city, of the life and the bustling that was was seen usually weren't there, but what was seen was flat plains and ragged earth under a black and orange sky. The lightning flashed again and again until the strikes reached earth and turned into pillars of black-light electricity.

Only when the pillars stood jerking and letting off sparks near the edges of the city, did he begin to play. A great crash of bass filled the air steadily. The sound is traced to the very center of the city in front of a fountain where one individual wails on his guitar to produce the sound. Just as suddenly as the beat is heard it settles down as the red musician frets at his ax and calmly plays again, yet the first whining sound is still present behind his playing.

"When this began," he says, as though to himself.

"I had nothing to say," another voice picks up from farther away. "And I get lost in the nothingness inside of me."

His forlorn expression is shaken away when he notices the answer. "I was confused."

"And I let it all out to find, that I’m not the only person with these things in mind." The echoing voice can be heard coming from above the guitar player. Another violet lightning strike reveals his silouette on top of a tall skyscraper in the partial darkness caused by the black clouds above.

"Inside of me..."

Another flash blinds the world for an instant, but comes back with the sky filled with green motes of light like stars before fading back to the normal overcast.

"But all the vacancy the words revealed is the only real thing that I’ve got left to feel."

A smile creeps onto the face of the guitar player as strings come out of the water in the fountain and the people who have stopped to look at the bizarre event. "Nothing to lose."

One blazing string comes from the bolts of lightning in the sky and strike the ground all over the city. The individual on the skyscraper looks blankly upon the city as a styring from his own body flails away into nothingness. "Just stuck; hollow and alone. And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own..."

 

The bass increases again as the one on the ground picks up the beat again, accompanied by drums heard from somewhere else.

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel, what I thought was never real," he sang painfully. "I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long..."

The strings erupted on the ground from wherever and whomever they had been pulled from into large clusters of glowing blue crystal that was lit from within.

"Erase all the pain 'til it's gone," the other answered

The people scatter all around, screaming in terror at the unknown event occurring in front of them. The red guitarist plays harder again, making the ground and the crystal around him vibrate.

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real. I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along..."

More crystals are appearing all over the city with each one of the lightning strikes that occur. More and more of the clusters appear in and around buildings as if they had merged with the scenery naturally. People were even being encased in the giode-like structures with the look of shock on their faces. The flashes came more and more as the storm and the music went on until finally one massive spire of crystal was raised in the middle of the city. In front of this spire is where Ace finally calmed his playing again and stood looking into the polished prism-like obelisk.

"Somewhere I belong..."

The spire lit up like all of the other crystals until it was blazing white hot light that could be seen for miles. When it resumed pulsing normally the city was completely different. Some people were screaming in fright while others looked into the sky with wonder. It had transformed into a great field of pulsating strands of light and energy that went on forever across the horizon. But certain strings were actually passing through the spire. Some from opposite vectors and others from the same places.

"And I’ve got nothing to say. I can’t believe I didn’t fall right down on my face."

"I was confused..."

One person walked through the streets determined not to stop until he reached his destination. There were different insignias on his blue bodysuit, including one above his heart that looked like a P and an M merged.

"Looking everywhere, only to find that it’s not the way I had imagined it all in my mind."

Entire parts of the cement on the ground began to lift up as if being pulled by a vaccuum all around him. He hopped from chunk to chunk on his way down the street toward the spire.

"So what am I," the young man asked, sprinting like mad.

Spades answered him with another question of his own. "What? Do I have but negativity? ’Cause I can’t justify the way, everyone is looking at me."

Ace smirked as he flagged the youth toward the spire. "Nothing to lose..."

"Nothing to gain," he counterted, standing at the very edge of the tower with a string of his own tangled with others from the sky. "Hollow and alone. And the fault is my own, and the fault is my own..." He touched the crystal obelisk and was swept away by his own string along with one other.

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel what I thought was never real. I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long..."

Shadows were appearing all over the city now, consuming the buildings and most of the people.

"Erase all the pain 'til it’s gone!"

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real. I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along..."

A coughing sound is heard as the one playing the strange crystal hybrid drumset appears behind Ace.

"Somewhere I belong!"

 

The flat plain that the city has now become is filled with nothing but pillars of violet electricity and clusters of Khaydarin. The spire has gained dozens of colors that flash periodically within it until and image forms inside. One of a grossly muscled man with red and green armor and an arm mounted cannon facing down a flaming blonde girl less than half his size.

"I will never know myself until I do this on my own!"

A glimpse of the young man that had vanished not a moment ago in a white grid that seemed to be pulling black strings from his body. his mouth is wide open in a scream of incredible agony.

"And I will never feel anything else, until my wounds are healed!"

Spades strolls across the field with a malicious smile on his face, a toothy fanged smile like a demon. other projected images are seen on the larger crystals around him. Images of monsters and other creatures with that same look in their eyes.

"I will never be anything till I break away from me!"

"I will break away," Ace sang, almost calmly. "I'll find myself today..."

As the echo breaks across the field, many of the strings from the sky drop down and pass through the spire.

"I wanna heal... I wanna feel what I thought was never real. I wanna let go of the pain I’ve held so long!"

"Erase all the pain 'til it's gone."

The images in the spire fell into chaos as they flashed from one face to another with each pulse of the dozens strings that passed through it.

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m close to something real. I wanna find something I’ve wanted all along... Somewhere I belong!"

The liught of the spire whited out everything on the field once again until nothing but whitness and the images in the spire were seen. When it all came back, there was no sign of Ace and his companions, even though their voices still rang out.

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m somewhere I belong..."

Something however was still there walking along the rows of crystal with one string flowing behind him.

"I wanna heal, I wanna feel like I’m somewhere I belong..."

With each hit of bass in the song his string crossed with another one that was swinging wildly on the field. and each time that happened the string's owner would be displayed in the air as if they were walking beside him.

"Somewhere I belong!"

Ace fretted his guitar, making that person's string vibrate and wave along with the odd sound. They stopped and looked back at the spire and their own string twisting in upon itself somewhat, like it was caught in a gale.

As the string twisted, his aspect changed. From that of himself; a young man in a blue suit with six white and green orbs around his waist, to a tall black and violet winged creature that had no mouth and runes etched into his armor, to a great flame wrapped samurai with a long golden katana in his right hand, and back to himself.

The song wound down to nothing, making the lights dim and the storm end. When the last beat was felt and his form enveloped in darkness, a single tear crept from the corner of his eye and set a aflame on his cheek.

And that last spark of light was all there was to be seen and then nothing when it faded away...

 

Number 2 in a series of 4.

 

Mind blowing. If you had the time to make a flash movie of something like that, you'd be web-famous.

 

My mouth is numb again, man. I had to go and get another date with the drill for some fillings. It wouldn't have been so bad if the novacaine didn't last for hours afterward. And get this: the doc didn't inject enough the first time, so I felt the flippin' drill digging into my tooth! Very friggin' painful, if only for an instant. And it happened again when he shot me up with more Mushmouth. So he injects it maybe right up next to the tooth for the third time (I didn't know, that side mind as well have been dead at the time) and waits for five minutes of my ass drooling blood and pieces of tooth dust outta my mouth before we end the fiasco. I'm trying my best not to eat anything before this crap wears off at the moment. Dammit, even my nose is partially numb!

BTW Friez

I listened to Hearts. And I must say, it is different, man. A nice sound though.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I think you missed me again Ace. Heh.

 

It took you this long to listen to Hearts?...well, in case you don't remember, I decided to use the song because the main idea was so close to that of my final attack that I couldn't resist. The comparisons rivers and hearts entwining stuff.

 

(Magnus X Zero) If only for one day, the SASB could actually get a lot of activity.

 

Do you guys play guitar?

 

I don't, really. I like to listen to all kinds of music and write a couple of songs, but I can't play. My cousin is the one with the real ear for music, not me. He plays the trumpet and some piano I think.

Do you play an instrument, Nemo?

 

And I'll get you in the last song, Magnus. Heres a tip: Wear a lead vest... heh heh heh. Like that's gonna do you any good.

 

My dad plays guitar. I played drums for about 6 years, but I dropped out of it. I've taken some music theory, so I know a little bit about that, but without experience with a serious instrument it's not that useful. That's my musical resume.

(Begins meditating in preparation for Ace's grand finale)

Frieza: I must understand my power. I must be focused, yet fluid. Must know the current, while mindful of stream itself. Must be clear like the water's-

(A beer can bounces off Frieza's head)

Frieza: Must resist urge to kill Nemo. Must resist urge to kill Nemo...

 

(Magnus X Zero) Lies, I will use my violin powers to counter you! (I do play violin.)

 

Good luck...

 

This is something new, again...

http://members.tripod.com/redstreak7/FA1.htm

An original story by me, not a fanfic. I'll bring the next part of the concert series to bear on here and then the link for the last part on my site later. There is way too much swearing in it to put on here.

And BTW Magnus. What on earth do ya look like? Since you've complained about bein' left out, I'll see if I can really include you in this along with the others.

 

That and this:

http://members.tripod.com/redstreak7/7teaser.gif

It's not as much a teaser as it is an experiment in not making the next part of the comic SUCK!

 

The sun is starting it's trip over the horizon in a little while, meaning I'll have to stay the night out here in the forest.

Do I detect a hint of symbolism here? A reference to a future theme? Or is it just a coincidence?

 

(Magnus X Zero) I dunno... A Ranger type guy I guess. Something like Aragorn in the movies. Brown spiked hair, green cloak, sword and spear...

 

I play guitar, though I just started about a month ago. First lesson is tomorrow. :)

 

Irresponsibility, Friez. We've all had time move a little fast on us when we don't expect it, right?

 

Horizon is also the name of the story, so I thought you were trying to point to something.

 

Horizon is the name of the chapter in the story. It's long, man. Real long. The horizon thing however is something I thought about when I was writing it, remembering my cub scout days camping out in the woods. There wasn't really any horizon if you were stuck with that many trees around you and couldn't see the sky very well.

I kinda ripped the idea off of Terrantino and the Bernie Mac show a lil' bit.

(At least that was the interpretation of a nine year old at Camp Hart.)

Anyway, that'll be something I point to at the end of the story since Laden's lived in that environment his whole life.

 

Ok.

 

He was on the corner again. By the bar instead of inside with that damn guitar thanks to the last time he'd had himself a little jam session. That little glance of watching that crossover form was weird. There had even been a little bit of temporal shifting going on. And when time itself was a little messed up there was something big on the way. Something real bad looming around him that he knew he couldn't see. Not yet anyway. This phantom presence would make itself known sooner or later in one world or another that was still connected to his own UEF.

All he had to do was wait it out. Wait to die like he saw while he and the others had seen while playing that spellsong downtown.

If he knew that there was something coming that could consume him and everything else like this, why couldn't he fix it. It was impossible to figure out how the duel had affected the Dream Field as well as the rest of the continuum it was tied to without replaying it. And that was way too risky while playing with both his own untapped power and Frieza's.

But there had to be some way to get himself off the hook. A little self serving. Yes. But it would save more people a lot of agony later on.

He strummed the ax in deep thought, trying his best to manipulate the events coming forth like the strings on the instrument. No use...

This would require a higher plain of thought.

GLURRG!!!

One Ace Drink later, the echidna was properly stoned and ready to begin the conjuration. Hopefully it would work and keep his ass nice and frosty out of the fire.

The first sounds that perverted the air around him were clumsy at best. But as his hands started to numb, the sound became more melodious, a steady sound like an echo that just kept reverberating in the ears and mind of others all around. He knew he'd screw someone else further down the line, but that was then and he was high now.

The echo kept going until Ace leaned up straight against the side of the bar and looked vacantly out into space. His eyes saw the strings and waves that composed reality and all forms of mass and energy. People lived and died by the design of this ever reaching field of light and sound and feeling that went on forever. Souls were born and extinguished here in a pattern that was way too large (monstrously ginormous, really) for him to understand.

He began in a way that was simple. In the form of a question...

 

"Who's gonna save us?"

"Who's gonna save us?"

The view of the field increased to him as he fretted the guitar, looking at all the crossed strings that shouldn't have been so. It enveloped him, yet looked as far away as the stars were from the earth. It confused him, so he sung on. Trying his best to get a grip.

"It's all around me and, I just don't understand," he sang to himself, tapping his foot to the beat. "Seems all out of place, now..."

His view was brought to a gleaming red string set along by four others that kept up the same vibration in the stream of other waves all around. One string was dull red tinged gold with silver flecks of light while the other made a sound like a screech, letting off runes of familiar design. The other one was a faint one that was lined up directly with the red as though it were following. But the one behind them all had no definite size of look to it than utter black that carried nothing but silence and the feeling of cold. Ace shuddered and looked onto where this string went on to.

"We're under attack, now-"

He discovered the string went everywhere when you looked further than it's normal appearance. It was here creeping primarily, but then again it was everywhere else at once too. He saw it wrapped around the pasts of Frieza and Vegeta. Around the alternate future of Trunks. It was inside of his own strand and those of his friends. It was in his family. It was in the plane above and below and all around. It was weak in some places and very strong and omnipresent in others. ace felt a chill go down his spine when he saw this, but continued to bravely keep looking on.

"-our work is all cut out. Whatever happened to your rights?"

He looked back at the event that occurred almost a year ago with him and Frieza during their duel.

"And I know it's late."

That part of the string had no darkness at all. It had almost not malevolent thought at all. It wasn't him or Frieza at all. It was just there on it's own. A UEF that stood alone...

"But you know what they say now..."

A UEF that had been completely formed and crossed from creatures of two different personalities from two different worlds...

"Who's gonna save us? What they say now... Who's gonna save us?"

 

He knew what had to be done. And the poor sap he'd pin this one wouldn't be alone. Not by a longshot. And this provided the thrill Ace needed to pull off his next feat. He launched passionately into the chorus and began the spell needed to save them all later on down the line.

"So where's the writing on the wall? Who's gonna save us? Who's gonna provide us? Who's gonna divide us? Who's gonna save us?"

The world around him suddenly blacked out into nothing but space. It was like this until something winked into existance from far away and then shot into view. It was a ship. Four of them followed behind in an exodus, each the size of a small moon. It was a very beautiful sight to behold, especially when you were closing in invisibly and passed right through the rapidly moving craft.

This is exactly what Spades did until his was overwhelmed with a sense of nausea. This feeling of sickness and then falling was gone when he emerged somewhere else. A planet from the look of things. Underground. The place suggested the look of a maze within the body of some sickly insect riddled with machines.

He looked into the next room and was tempted to run inside to help. There were six of them. People of all ages in combat uniforms and robes all fighting for their lives with glowing swords and energy weapons. They were hopelessly outnumbered by forces of walking blade creatures and centaur-like warriors that glowed. Another type of monstrosity that held the aesthetic beauty of a sculpture and the attitude of a obsessive-compulsive was looking on from the sidelines. Their retreat was cut off. They would die.

Spades transformed and held his hand out, calling a ball of energy. It hummed as he held it for a few moments and then crushed it. It fleshed out to become a long silver and red guitar or his own design. Fitted with blades and jagged spikes on one end like a weapon. He couldn't save the people to help them with that many numbers and his source of strength so far away, but he could save the bio-mech life forms that were helping them.

Spades gave the guitar one hit and produced a sound like a whine mixed in with interference for a second before settling into a fast beat of his own. He strummed the instrument heartily for a while before cranking up the base and beginning the spellsong for his mission.

 

"I wanna live, I wanna leave, I wanna open up and breathe," he sang.

Motes of light began to flow from the floating objects. Each one was on it's own, pretty simple in it's thought processes was actually becoming something more. They were becoming smarter, more self aware.

"I wanna go, I wanna be, I wanna feel it constantly!"

Each of their owners felt this as well. Their spells became stronger and their shield were absorbing more impacts than before.

"Gotta show, gotta say, I gotta feeling that won't go away!"

That was before the four centaurs and the two swordweilders got into the mix. And as soon as one faded into existence, he jumped over as a neon and violet blur to strike one of them down instantly.

"I gotta know if they got away; My opportunities..."

The air became dense with the sounds of screams as they were hopelessly slaughtered. One after the other fell, from froce blasts to being trampled on down to having their heads removed. It was a bloodbath.

"Just One... chance is all I've ever wanted. Just one... time I'd like to win the game! From now on... I'll take the chance if I can have it! Just one. Just one!"

He jammed on through the fear and sickness he felt, trying his beast to express the anguish in his heart through the song. The biomechanical creatures were nearing the end phase of this part of their existence, ready to be born into another one he was choosing for them. Each of their new forms was indefinite, but it would suit their new personalities.

"And if I knew," the argonian almost cried," when the door was open I'd go though! I would go on through." He increased the bass again in his voice and confidently resumed playing the song, knowing that this was going to prevent more deaths like the ones he'd just seen."And I can say, when I do I will never be the same, never be the same..."

"Just One... I'll take the chance if I can have it! Just one! I'll take the chance if I can have it!!"

Spades looked on as each one of the MAGs began to vanish into nothingness above their dead masters, tears streaming from his face while he sang on.

"Yes, I'll take the chance if I can have it... Just one!! JUST ONE!!!"

 

When he finally finished and left the world around him nothing but echoes and mist, he felt it closing in on his new charges. Those new creature catapulted into the stream were just out of that... thing's grasp. But not for long. Something needed to be done to help them. He couldn't have any more blood on his hands.

'Do something, fish-breath,' he thought.

That something was the sound of an organ from behind him. Shiro played a truly macabre sound that shook the presence that had settled around them. His attention was diverted, but not fully there. There had to be a way to get him to look away from them for a few minutes...

"Keep up," Spades said to the Tonberry, trying his best to push his own energy level as high as possible to blot out the MAG's from sight for a few minutes. "Or we all die."

He began to lightly strum the guitar and then hit it up for a few seconds, like a heartbeat. It would be calm strumming and then the beat would kick up and return to nothing. Shiro kept up with the beat and continued to play as his argonian friend increased the rhythm.

"Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me..."

Flashes of lightning struck all about the realm they were situated in, frying the evil creatures that lived there, giving him jolts of pain from what was tied directly into him. The thunderous vibration's from Spades' ax were going past the normal constraints of the UEF he produced and went into the very mind of their stalker. It threatened to bore right through him, unless he took the time out to fight it off and let go of his pursuit.

"I'm caught! I cannot kick them out. Their claws are wrapped around my throat and they are squeezing tighter..."

If he'd had a corporeal body, the presence would have felt each of the actions as though someone were strangling him. Cutting into his flesh with sharp claws while the breath was choked from his murderous lungs.

"Insanity is coming over me. Their every wish is my command... No way out!"

The creature's omnipotent presence was thrown into chaos along with Spades and Shiro as they went on with their dirge of possession. His eyes were firmly fixed upon them and his attention on countering their sick display of arrogance.

"Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me..."

The both of them intended to end the song there, but something grabbed a hold of their limbs and made them continue playing. As if it were something from... inside their own bodies.

A voice from deep within the ruins echoed forth," Come on!"

A wailing voice from the gloom beyond sang,"When they come for you... They see right through your flesh and bones for soon you'll be their home. They know you deep inside, the things you can't try to hide..."

Spades saw the sick actions of his massacre in the canyons of Heran years ago. He was covered in the blood of hundreds of alien soldiers who had tried to invade his home. That blood was still there now, eating into him like acid. While Shiro was subjected to his own Tonberry spell, the spell of Karma. Cursed to relive the pain of all of his dying victims while his body made him play on.

"NO HOPE! ...after the first bite!"

 

While they struggled, the dark one did his best not to catch each of the biomechanical creatures, but to just touch them with his influence. To push a little of his own self into them. It was all he could do, but that was enough. He turned his attention back to Spades and Shiro, still in the throes of madness.

"Look out 'cause they are onto you. They'll cut you open, crawl inside and you'll be lost forever. Don't try to run 'cause you're the chosen one. Your world is gone, no turning back. No way out!"

Spades broke free of the possession in his body and commenced to ending the confrontation himself.

"Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me! Enemy inside of me... ENEMY!!"
Spades fell to his knees in the central part of the ring with Shiro behind him already unconscious. He just hoped that Ace and Caleb were having better luck than him.

Ace looked out into the vastness of space and tried his best to feel around for what had posed him such a threat. He felt it had been diminished, thankfully. He could at least now go about his task in peace. Though there would be no peace for the people he chose... children really.

"Let's go, man," he motioned toward his Guardian Force, Caleb, in the guise of a tired looking asian man swathed in robes with a shaved head and a cowl to cover his mouth. He held Ace's guitar readily, knowing exactly what to play for his master to sing.

They walked along the never-ending road in the Emerald Ring and came to a halt in the center, right on a line. The song began and the world faded away yet again like sand on the wind.

 

"I wanna hurt you and don't know why, though I know it's not like me. I cannot help it though I try to keep you away."

Visibility came back in what looked like a shrine. It was the normal Shinto setup with praying people all around. However, there were whispers in the air. above some of the priests and younger children there. One little girl in particular was playing pattycake with an embarrassed looking soldier from World War II, only he was pale and transparent. A ghost.

Ace strolled over, completely invisible, and touched her on the shoulder. With that, her UEF was marked. Marked for even greater thing than were to come for her in life.

"And all this time I thought I knew who you were. But this time all your words were lies for demise and your thoughts were found unpure."

The trees above swallowed up the scene as the echidna and his guitar playing GF walked on to the next subject. The forest that materialized around them was dark and cold, lit only by the moonlight above. Only one person was standing in the woods with a look of pure terror on his face. The air in front of him blurred and a nine year old boy dressed in black and bandaged materialized next to him with blood on the end of the kunai knife in his right hand. The man gave a croak and fell to the ground, dead.

As the boy pulled out a small leather black book, Ace put his hand on his shoulder and reluctantly marked him as well.

"So when push comes to shove about reasons..."

They next were teleported to a wide open field with only two people standing in it. Two monsters fought strategically between them. One was wreathed in flames while the other was a tall armored gray-violet beast with a large shining horn. The one directing the larger creature wasn't of any importance, it was the pressence of the shorter boy with the wild brown hair and the huge blue shirt with a PM logo on it that was shouting different commands to the smaller flaming monster who was of interest.

"'Til I work it out and relate. And get off on the fear that I get when you're near and the problems that I create..."

His smaller monster jumped back from a wide tail swipe by the larger creature and blew a huge pillar of flame into his armored back. It was over in seconds. When the larger one retreated back into a small green ball, the other boy conceded and victory was won. Ace marked him as he picked up his slightly steaming monster to congratulate him.

"This time, I think you'll finally see."

The road came back easily and they continued to walk while Ace sang.

"This time, I will not break. This time I'm smart enough to know there is only so much I'll take."

They finally came to the end of their journey and settled back outside the bar, where they had left the dark presence's probing eyes to damn the three with what we know of as a destiny.

"This time, I'm gonna make a change. This time! You're in my way! This time, I will not play the same head trip on me game that you play."

 

The place was finally free of that weird feeling, but he was still there. Still staring at them. And that couldn't be allowed to go on.

With a flash of light Spades and Shiro emerged decked out in weaponry for the four of them to use. They tossed Ace his Spread Needle and smiled evilly, knowing what kind of ownage was about to come about.

Both Spades and Shiro began to chant while Ace bellowed out some strange song that echoed throughout Metro. It was almost pleasant, like the song of a whale.(Halo's Gregorian chant, I like it) Between the three of them something on the ground was taking form. It was a person, albeit one covered in neon glowing runes who had chitin armor all over. He looked around, shocked to be on a material plane again.

"Oh no," was his only response.

"Oh yes," the four of them said in unison.

Ace looked back and yelled," Play it, Caleb!" He then turned back to the man they'd summoned and loaded his wep with new needles. "We about to kick yo ass, MAN!!!"

"I will take my revenge," Spades began singing, hefting his jagged crimson sword.

"On a road that never ends," Shiro continued, swiping twin butcher knives on one another.

"'Til I catch you unprepared for my attack," Ace ended ominously.

Spades kicked him viciously in the back and sent him sailing overhead to be knocked back into the fray by Caleb with the guitar. Ace caught him on the end of his gun and pumped him into the sky with a barrage of needles so that the Tonberry could slam him with a Thundaga spell in midair.

 

"When I take my revenge, the one thing you can depend upon," Ace sang.

"Is I will be the ***** who pays you back!" The rest of them yelled. (We all know what revenge can be, right?)

The melody went on as Spades rushed into the dark being, digging his sword into his chest. He came away with chunks of pungent gore on his sword. The beat sped up with an excruciating scream from the summoned one.

Ace kicked him back to his feet and commenced pummeling with his fists, singing one word with every blow. "Do you remember the day you lost me?" He back hands him into one of Shiro's butcher knives, which sinks nice and deep into his gut. He pushes the blade in with each drumbeat in the verse. "Burned a bridge on a Sunday drive." One Firaga and he flying in the air again to land in Spades' grasp. "Shoulda looked both ways, but ya crossed me."

He slams him into the side of the bar headfirst and into a booth occupied by Goku and GT Trunks. He is pulled out and thrown into the gutter and rained upon with numerous blasts of electricity. "Somebody's getting even... Somebody made it back alive. To say--"
He was snatched up by Ace again and tossed into the air to be air comboed Captain Commando style. Each of them continued to sing the song as they crossed by him, breaking bones and tearing apart limbs in the process of their passes.

"I will take my revenge on a road that never ends. 'Til I catch you unprepared for my attack. When I take my revenge, the one thing you can depend upon..."

Caleb maliciously hit the wrong note and sent a shockwave into the air, blowing the sick little stalker back to the cement face first. "I will be the ***** who pays you back."

Ace rolled in and took his ax back to play the solo himself, making the ground quake around the armored freak. It rose up in broad walls to crush down on him from three stories above. Quickly however, he was pushed up just as quickly on a pillar of cement and stone from below.

"I remember the day I lost you, "Spades sang, gathering energy from all around inot a semi solid casing that was still changing on the inside.

 

Caleb jumped up to the top of the tower of stone and shed his human form. It revealed the massive muscled beast he really was beneath it. A creature that had a particular love for causing suffering.

"Took a turn on a hairpin curve..." The air within the casing was metamorphosizing into plasma from the effect of his Ixian's Light.

Caleb quickly grasped onto each of his limbs and with one wrenching pull, ripped them from his torso. He was gone from the remains before Shiro began to rain shards of ice onto the stalker.

"Never knew what the pain would cost you. We get the fate that we deserve." It was almost ready.

He was pinned to the top of the structure with nails of ice through his form and no way to get away. Ace could only smirk as he played on and sang along with the others.

"And it's a cold, cold dish to serve," they all sang together. "And I'm already FROZEN!"

As soon as he threw the Hurricane Bomb, Spades and everyone but Ace was dispelled back into the ring. The mighty explosion went one like a chain of fireworks in the sky that turned day into night. It was oddly beautiful. Blinding. But beautiful.

"I will take my revenge on a road that never ends. 'Til I catch you unprepared for my attack... When I take my revenge, the one thing you can depend upon is I will be the *****.... I would be the *****.... I will be the **** who pays you back, MAN!!!"

As he ended the song, chunks of cement fell from the sky around him. When he dispelled his ax, a flaming sack of black meat fell in front of him as well.

 

3 minutes later in the bar

"And this thing is the Dark Force," Frieza asked.

"Yep," the echidna answered.

"I thought he'd be taller," Magnus said.

"They ripped off his legs," Vegeta stated. "Of course he's taller."

A hacking sound was heard from the charred corpse as it tried to say something.

"Here we go," Nemo quipped.

"I will kill-" Whud! One foot to the face from Ace.

"Shut up!"

"You have no idea what you are-" Whack! Another kick in the jaw from Frieza.

"He told you to shut your mouth!"

"I will have my-" Ka-Dack! One boot in the face from Magnus.

"Doesn't he know how to die?"

"You 'ugh' will-" Blam! One bullet in the neck from Nemo with the shotgun!

"Jeez! This guy will not shut his hole."

"I-" WHUD! WHUD!! WHUD!!!

"Shut the hell up and die!" A literal storm of stomping from Vegeta who wants it over with and to get drunk off his ass again.

Soon enough the head is no more than pulp and the body a snack for the mysterious force in the basement. Case closed... for right now.

 

Number 3 in a series of 4.

the Last one comes tomorrow at my site. The link will be here soon.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Awesome, except my face hurts.

 

It was a lively Saturday night in central Metro City. The social hotspots shone like stars in the already bright metropolis. Wild, vibrant lights of cosmic nuance served as beacons for thrill seekers and hunters of all manners of entertainment that prowled the streets like hungry beasts in the twilight. The radiance of light and life went on into the horizon, farther than anyone within the city could see.

The more lights erected on the scene, the more patronage it seemed to get. Like moths to a flame? The reptilian creature floating above found the analogy amusing, though only loosely accurate. He looked down on the setting with mixed emotions. It was the first time he’d ever really looked at it since he’d arrived that fateful night at the Saiya-jins Club. The animal indulgence of the people parading through the night spurred memories of his first life. He found himself displaced in time. Embodied in this moment was everything he’d been through. He felt the tantalizing caress of the luminous pleasures below beckon him and the burning dawn in his heart pulling him back. Both were beautiful and compelling…but one of these lights was false. He knew that the colorful spectacle of the Earth was being generated by ravenous businesses feeding on those who would be fed. It could be extinguished with a wave of the hand, and would fade away with the darkness. But the glow that he carried in his heart would not be so easily smothered and would never disappear.

Yes, it was all here…and it demanded he answer it. He renewed his choice by reaching into his pseudo-space pocket and pulling out a mass of glassy plates, convex to various degrees, floating together in the ancient Lambdoma harmonic configuration. Soft waves of energy ran silently through its weightless interior as it acquainted itself with the surrounding world and the spirit of the hands that held it. The translucent phantom of a rod that the plates followed lit up with a hologram of controls and settings. The former tyrant tranquilly ran his fingers and his mind along them, fine-tuning the mechanical elements. It was unfamiliar to him at first, not having held it in several years and having only trained with it for less than a year to begin with, but the motions quickly came back to him.

Frieza looked down from his perch high in the moonlit sky. He was an invisible speck in the dark, isolated from the reckless revelry below. He grinned and addressed the city’s people, fully aware that nobody could hear him.

“Your attention please. There will be a brief intermission in the Ace the Echidna concert series while Ace restrings his guitar. In the meantime, allow me to entertain you with my own little brand of spell-singing.”

The city failed to reply, but this didn’t discourage the alien at all. He slung the stringless spirit guitar into position and placed his hand over the center of the plate. There was a second of unnatural silence. The blaring music rising from all the clubs and bars instantly stopped, seemingly without reason. The many voices below were suddenly called to be still. Only the sudden rush of wind that ran violently through the streets broke the silence.

This wind carried a stagnant and distasteful odor. It was like the air in the doldrums of a bog. It was unsurprising, for this wind had been sucked from the lungs of everyone populating the city’s nightlife. People stumbled and cars swerved, all ‘miraculously’ escaping disaster. They gasped for breath, finding none. In the franticness of their instinct for air, no one noticed that they weren’t suffocating.

 

The wind rose, rushing across Frieza’s focused face. The sound of oscillating strumming, infused with a voice like a heavenly choir, began to rise from nowhere at all. The clock at city hall struck midnight, but didn’t make it past the fourth chime before it too was silenced. The song had begun.

The oscillating progressed into the more distinguished sound of guitar as the conniving musician began to move his hand in flowing, sometimes sprightly gestures. Once the melody was established he began to sing, a very rare occurrence. His natural voice was unfit for the song, so he altered it to best suit the harmony.

“Endless time is arriving in this lost and found,” his voice was silky, yet potent. But not a soul could hear it. The silence in the streets was absolute. “What is now was always but never seemed to be.”

The chaos below was only beginning. As people began to forget about their breathing problem, they began to recognize the song: a song of absolute silence. The city was void of noise of any kind. Not even the trample of feet or the frenzied smashing of various objects from people struggling to return to normal produced an audible sensation. Yet above the deafness was the song. It rose from the recesses of what they were able to conceive, from the vague spot that connects body and soul.

“In the breath of a heartbeat, the walls tumble down,” the old tyrant cried in agony and outrage. The tremor of his pain ran through the street. The walls of the nightclubs blasted themselves to dust from their cores, leaving the boulevards filled with neon-lit skeleton structures.

“An elusive light and sound enraptured me.” Frieza reverently swayed his head back toward the sky as a golden hue blushed across him and his instrument. Likewise, the inhabitants of the ground were filled with in implacable awe. It was comforting; it loved and forgave, but its source was obscured by the streetlights. Many fell to their knees and held up their arms. But soon the sensation faded, and each of them found themselves alone. “But I remain in my body. Words fail to describe what we feel when we die inside. God only knows,”

The chaos had gone from material to mental. They were on their knees now not because they were amazed, but because they couldn’t find the strength to stand. They couldn’t find anything. They knew that the source of the awe was still before them, but they could no longer grasp it. There was nothing left for them but the empty neon lights and their empty thoughts.

“what we're feeling when the lights grow dim.” The city’s flashy light display faded out, revealing the darkness that was always there but had never seemed to be. “Is there really a voice inside?

In the silent within?”

Now unable to escape their thoughts, as most of the thrill-seekers had come here to do, Frieza’s audience was beginning to go insane. Some smacked themselves, trying to awaken. Some ran into pitch-black bars to drink this nightmare into oblivion only to find the liquor flavorless and without stimulation. Even the texture of the mug was slipping away while the voice from within grew ever louder and the emperor continued to pour his heart out.

“Torn apart by a twister of greed lust and pride.
When I bleed it's a need to be one with you.
Why is anger so hungry and love so blind?!
Why do we hurt when we cry?

God only knows what we're dreaming
in our ultimate sin
Do we really hide anything
in the silent within?”

The purple chest plate next to Frieza’s heart flared gold again, but in anguish this time.
”Silent within,” his voice dubbed over itself for just a moment and he repeated the phrase in a sorrowful tone. “Within.”

The performing prince released most of his control on the guitar, allowing it to explore the aura of the moment freely. The silent wind that was still roaming the space above the Metro was drawn into its vacuumous center and compressed into a ball of glowing green light. He formed it into a voice and let it join him in a duo.

 

“Ohh hide in your darkness” it taunted him. He was confronted again with the unbridled pleasures of his past and the evils therein. He closed his eyes and looked away.

“And I'm dreaming today,” he sang with a smile, ignoring the voice and modulating the images into those of his new life. Trunks, Ace, Nemo, Sub…and the light from which he could no longer hide. The new singer quickly responded, painting a black veil over the bar and its people.

“Only for a moment would you hear
Oh slow me down
Run away.”

Its message rang clear to the spirit conductor, and his pain reverberated through the instrument and to the despairing community below. He knew the truth being spoken. He’d realized it during the listless days of substance abuse in the bar and again in his battle with Ace. From this, however, he couldn’t turn away, nor could he offer a lucid justification for it. He wailed again in torment, echoed by the voice.

“God only knows and He ain't talkin'.
In the sound and the light and the life!”

Frieza passionately ripped his hand across the open face of the crystal assembly, dashing the orb containing the voice into pieces and released as the gust of wind once more. A drumbeat dinned as the song’s intensity mounted.

“There's no end to the bottom when we start to fall,
There's no top to the high when we want to climb.”

The sky flickered wildly with silent energy. Frieza’s power ascended at a dangerous rate. He poured it all into the music, releasing all the frustration, confusion, and anger he’d gathered over the years.

“And this heart is a prison bound by chains of gold!”

Red and yellow lightning flashed alternately across the horizon. The light from the stars and moon seemed to fade further away with each forked strike. Both Frieza and the populous were being pushed deeper and deeper into darkness.

“Wherein lies the keys?

God only knows how we're falling
While reaching for Him.
In this vacuum of time and space
in the silent within.

God only knows!
Within!”

The mighty wanderer threw his head back and let go entirely. He let all of his emotions out and blindly unleashed every ounce of power he could grasp as he blazed into the song’s climax. The music propelled him, and he perpetuated the music. The shockwaves from his aura alone ripped the roads from the Earth and razed the weakened buildings all around. In this passion Frieza may well have destroyed the entire city, had someone not intervened.

In the middle of his solo, a sudden burst of light caught him by surprise. He turned around and saw, at 12 AM, the rising sun. The guitar echoed his shock in the form of a dramatic cadence, reviving the choir’s song to accentuate the glory of the dawn. He let the crystal mass hang at his side for a moment as he woke up. He looked down at the destruction he’d caused and how much more he’d almost caused. Again.

Ashamed, he released the spell on the metropolis. The wind returned to the people and the outside world reinverted with the silent within. He hoisted the spirit guitar, which had been repeating the last progression by itself, back into his arms. With a trembling voice he finished the song, now heard in the physical world and not just in the mind.

“It's a drop from the ocean
A star from the sky
A grain of sand from the earth
A tear from an eye

When the light is before us
And shines in our life
In the silent within
God only knows.”

After using a little telekinesis to spot repair the buildings and roads, the spellsinger left and flew into the midnight sun, which disappeared shortly after. The music returned. The lights came back on. But the people had seen the darkness beneath them, and those lights wouldn’t be the same again for a long time.

 

Whoa... extra deep, man. Very cool.

 

Thanks. I stayed up all night writing it (literally. I got 2 hours of sleep before school). It feels good, though. Gotta keep my skills sharp.

 

Yowza, lotsa writing.

 

Sorry, guys. My internet service cut off last night. I'm not embittered by it in the least, though. I'll continue to write the finale and post it to my site as soon as I can, but right now I'm at work so keep it on the DL. Everything else is falling into place (Place Mr. Burns type evil laugh here).

 

(Magnus X Zero) Dude, GameFaqs is changing. Weird.

 

Wow. Yes it is.

 

woah... woah... wait.. I'm here...w00t!

 

(Hides)

 

Frieza: Ah, Sub! So good to see you. I believe this calls for a round of drinks and a ritual sacrifice.

 

(Magnus X Zero) How about just the drinks?

 

I miss Trunks.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Where is he?

 

I miss...

 

Vegeta: Today is Cinco de Mayo, one of the few days we have a legitimate excuse to get drunk.

Frieza: So what should we do?

Vegeta: Get drunker.

(Bottles of Mash tequilla rain from the ceiling)

 

Ace: Lemons!

Shiro: (Hands them up dozens of cut lemons) Lemons.

Ace: Taquila!

Spades: (Pours a barrel full in) Taquila.

Ace: Duff!

Spades and Shiro: -_-' Duff?

Ace: The essential ingredient, ya dimbulbs!

Spades: Okay... (hands him the six pack)

Shiro: So what's this for?

Ace: This, MAN!!! (sits back on the bar and tips a giant mug over to swig from it. The effects aren't as violent as some of the other drinks in the bar, but it produces the appropriate effect.) Es muy coolies, HOMBRE!!!

Spades: -_-' Aw, jack... He's gonna be doing this all day.

 

(Pulls sombrero over eyes)

 

(Magnus X Zero) Going to Denver tommorow morning guys. See you in 5 days or so!

 

(Im Not NEG) ::NEG, somewhere in NEGville, standing in town centre zapping random folk in the rain::

NEG:I'm kiiiillllllin' in the rain.....Juuussst kiilllllllin' in the raiiinnnn....what a glorious feeling...and I'm haaaaapppy again...

Cameraman:This is sure to make number one in the charts. ::tap dances::

 

If I was a yellow lad. Yellow would be my color. I'd sing and make the people glad. That Nemo isn't their mother. If I was yellow lad then people would dance round me. If I was yellow lad then people would surley crown me.(sung in minstrel voice)

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *kicks NEG with a legit Italian Boot*

*orders NEG's cameraman to go buy him some Orange Sherbert*

*delivers about 8 sacks of some Humanely dead meat* Er... The Chicken died over overeating and The Lamb passed away out of lonliness...

$200 please.

 

Torro! *Gets run over by bull*

 

(Magnus X Zero) I"m back.

 

Frieza: But I'm afraid you're too late to claim jackpot. Sorry, Magnus.

 

I'm gonna see about returnin' next week. This place is too calm without me.

 

Frieza: You're telling me. When you guys leave, I get so bored that I play poker with the rats. Actually, that blue one is pretty good.

Sonic: Hey, I'm not a rat pal.

Frieza: Silence, rodent.

(Lights Sonic)

 

And that's not a (Light's Sonic) either that's a (Enflames Sonic in a fiery)

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *wants payment for humanely dead meat delivery*

 

Frieza: We didn't order any humanely dead meat. We kill all our own animals...and other such entities.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Nice showing at E3 this year. Yup.

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *sells his meat, which died of Neglect, Boredom and Lonliness and other non-butchered ways, out the back*

*scowls and orders an Ice cold Guinness*

*wants Chicken wings and Nachos w/ that*

*puts Thin Lizzzy's "Whiskey in the jar" on Jukebox on blast*

 

(Serves Hardcore his Guinness, wings, and nachos)

Frieza: Here, this one's on the house. For your troubles.

 

*Vomits on nachos*

 

(Magnus X Zero) Ookay, that was weird.

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *robs Nemo to replace the tainted nachos*

*buys a drink for the next 3 posters*

 

*Taints new nachos*

 

(The Hardcore Kid) *forcefeeds Nemo nachos till he pops* You like? You No like? TOO BAD!

Whoa... Freiza'll kill me if I mess up the bar...

*takes the bloated nemo otuside*

*runs back inside for cover*

BANG!

*spits on remains*

 

I've finished the last part of the concert series, but it doesn't feel half as climactic as I thought it should be. The first chapter of my FA story is progressing at a steady clip again. And I'm practicing a better way to draw the next part of the comic by hand. It's still a once a month thing, so I guess I post a filler comic like the professional web comic artists do before the month is out.

I'll try my best to actually get something together by the time June comes around. That something probably being no more than a few more chapter updates and the bringing down of my old links area, but it might mean more. (Experience has taught us it is the former more than the latter)

 

(Magnus X Zero) School is almost over! Finally!

 

(The Hardcore Kid) For me, School's been out nearly three years!

 

(Makes self a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster)

My last final was thursday. But I've still got work.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Bah so tired...

 

Whee, last day of school on Monday!

 

I don't get the whole ending school on a Monday thing. Who's the retard who couldn't fit the extra day in somewhere else during the year?

 

(Magnus X Zero) Well, it's not really the last day, it's just that I'm exempt from all my finals.

 

http://members.tripod.com/redstreak7/FA1.htm

There. The first chapter is done and edited (for once). I took the time out of my life to re-read it all and fix a lot of grammar and spelling errors. That, and a buttload of continuity that was screwed.

Read it. Review it. Be brutal. And let me know what you think.

And yes, Friez, there was a little bit of symbolism in the title. It comes at the end though, but I don't think I described the setting and the feeling well enough.


Oh well, onto something else. After my recent cable fix I have to ask... Who digs giant robots?

 

Like, the giant kind?

 

I doubt that I'll ever be able to match your creativity, but that's not saying much. I notice that your style is getting more refined without losing what makes it unique. I can tell that this story's gonna take you to places you haven't been before (or at least haven't written on paper before). I know I'll have to read this more than once. Great work so far.

As for giant robots, I'm not especially into the concept. I prefer human combat scenes, but I've got nothing against them as long as they're used in tandem with a good story. Gundam Wing is the best example I can think of. Some of the kids' on WB are the worst.

 

On a side note, I love the themes you're going with. There's some of your usual stuff with a bit of a new twist(or just a deeper look at it), but some that I haven't seen you tackle yet. Some of them I have strong personal feelings with and look forward to their further development.

 

Eh? I was just messin' around quoting Mega XLR's theme song. (Yes, it is just a chant.)

"Livin' here in Jersey, fighting villains from afar. You've got to find first gear in your giant robot car."

heh heh.

A very nice show.

And as far as F,A on paper. I'm about five composition books in. I've typed it before only to have it lost in the ether. And besides, the way I did it before really sucked as far as I was concerned. It was way too sketchy.

 

We need a skit...and I'm too tired to come up with one.

 

As am I.

I'll see something ridiculous in real life sooner or later and then do it here.

-_-

I did it. Just in case Gamefaqs ever does come down on us like a sack of hammers, I've taken it upon myself to make sure that at least some of us can still communicate. I give you this:

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Saiyan_Protection_Agency/

I'll prolly forget it later on, but who knows? Maybe this'll bear fruit.

Oh, and one more thing that's been nagging at me. Is Magnus one of us?

 

(Magnus X Zero) I don't think I'm SPA exactly. Just like a honorary member. Meaning I'm not official, but I'm in there.

 

If you ever want to join, just say it. Though last time I said that you said you'd rather stay unofficial, which is cool. Having a regular customer that doesn't drink for free adds some character to the place...that and it keeps us in business.

Good idea with the Yahoo group. My contingency plan, should GFAQs ever be destroyed, was to put up a message on the SPA page, email/AIM everyone I could, and come up with another board to go to. We probably will forget about it, but at least it's there just in case.

 

(GamefreakForeverX) Hey guys, it's me Magnus, with my old name, again. lol. The joys of wireless networking.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Yeah, I always wanted to be that kind of person in the bar. So, if there were ever a SPA sprite picture, I would be off to the side, ya know?

 

Sooooooo, business is slow eh?

 

Frieza: Business?! Where?! Where's th- oh, you were talking about us.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Cowboy Bebop is cool.

 

I just got done eating a lunch of Subway food and sushi. Strangely enough, a filling combination when washed down with a Sobe. However it get to be a weird experience when you add Wasabi to the mix. I've often tried to describe how the Ace Drink feels, but I've gotten closest to it's effects only twice in my life before now: (1) Getting high off of bleach fumes while cleaning the bathroom (2) Getting drunk off my ass and spinning around at my cousin's wedding reception. (Thank God for the open bar) And now we add another to the list. A mouthful of wasabi transported me from my seat in the kitchen at work to the top of the Empire State building and flung me off of it to smack through the ground below to get run over by a train. I had to stop and swig my drink before I could eat anymore and then stop the spinning in my head. Woo! A very educational experience.

 

Drunk off your ass at work. Truely you are an SPA hero!

 

*Koff*

Yeah, so, I just got back from California after a week and a half. Seems like this topic is all but devoid of humor now, but no worries, I had a little "skit-like" thing I wanted to do anyway regarding my time at Seaworld.

Later. I'll do that later, I have to go to a friend's now.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Hm, Reagan is dead today. Farewell to him...

 

Yeah, I've been too lazy to think up something.

 

So much for last night. Anyway, I'm tired now, just woke up, I'll do it later (we'll see if that really happens).

 

(Ultamite X) Yea wasabi will do that to you. And for no reason at all: Big O

 

(Im Not NEG) Today was also D-Day.

 

Hey Ace, when are you gonna post the last part of the concert series? Are you waiting to fix it up (I remember you said it didn't feel good enough)?

 

Give me 'til thursday and then I'll post the new one. I've got a lot of stuff I'm working on right now.

 

I know I said Thursday, but instead of writing the concert I've been emersed in my work. Friggin' summer semester!

 

Take your time, I was just curious.

 

I know, man. I just hate leavin' **** undone when it could be.

 

Fun fun. And like whenever I say I'll write something, that Seaworld bit will probably never get done, so how about this:

You guys name animals from Seaworld and I'll do a "what they're really thinking" kind of thing.

 

(Magnus X Zero) ...

 

I'll go with penguins...cause they're stored in the other 90% of our brains.

 

Penguin: So...cold...

 

How 'bout a starfish?

 

Penguin: At this rate my balls will never drop.

 

Starfish: Do I have a head or just five arms... or are they legs... I wonder if there are bored people out there in the world typing about my thoughts right now.... no... that's not possible without arms...or do they need feet?

 

(snickers)...you need to stop.

 

Stop Sign: If one more car rolls past me without coming to a complete stop I'm gonna rip my self out of the ground and chase them... wait a second.... Do I have Grafitti on my back!?!?!?! If I do I'm gonna go ape on that innocent pedestrian who's abusing his right of way...

 

Innocent pedestrian: Is that stop sign looking at me again? I swear, the next inanimate object that gives me a look is gonna end up sleeping with the fishes...through the fish market window...that blasted fish market. You'll get yours too someday...

 

(worldradiohead) this proves anything can happen
what? this

don't get it? Bah

 

Walks to the top of a bell tower in the center of town with a black case, whistling. Gets to the top of the tower and continues to whistle the same song while pulling out something from the case. A small red dot wanders around on the ground below until it finds itself nestled in someone's ear.

"Hmm hm hm..."

Pow!

A fountain of red and white shoots of the person's head as their body falls to the ground. A woman turns to the scene and starts to scream... before her own head is blown off at the neck.

"Hmm hmm hm..."

Then he looks up, quaking in his boots. A warm feeling spreads through the seat of his boxers as a red light shines through his eye.

Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!

The head is pulped in to a shower of falling red gore and chunks of bone as the sniper hangs his braided head in pity.

"What is so hard to understand?"

He looks at the wrapped up burger in his black case.

"I told him I didn't want any mustard."

 

(worldradiohead) give em' hell
SHOUT!
COME ON
to you!

 

(Magnus X Zero) *orders wine and pizza* Did you see that video of the hostage taker in Spain? All I can say is pain.

 

(Tabcef) Steal MY mustard, eh? I'll show you!
Prepare to eat finely prepared meals!
WITHOUT MUSTARD!

*Backflips off a balcony*

 

Hm... I dunno if they had starfishes anywhere... I can't really think of one for that, but Sub's was pretty good.

 

(Ultamite X) You might have already herd but while everyone is to be concerned with the election, Congress is to handle the matter of the draft.

with that aside give me the most expensive drink you got and soke ramen in it.

 

Frieza: Our most expensive drink is called the 'we kill you and loot your corpse', but I believe you wanted something more along these lines.

(Gives Ultamite an Ace drink with Ramen in it)

 

(Ultamite X) *consumes the creation and is set on fire by a Molotov cocktail. soon starts to give off enough light and heat to dwarf the sun*

 

Hey everyone watch this!!! are you watchin!!! *stumbles around drunkenly and then pulls a glock from his seeminingly invisible pant and shoots Nemo then picks up the screaming body and throws him into a room with a very dusty door and immediately slams it. More screams follow*

Did anyone else forget we have a basement! I mean seriously you like walk down there and die! It's awesome!....I got this great idea. We could make this show where we drag random celebrities from their homes loot them and then throw them in the basement...we could then comense to shout "You've just been basementeded" and we could call it "basementeded"....

 

Frieza: (containing Ultamite's explosion) Well Sub, I would say that sounds like fun, but the last time we televised something in the bar we had to blow it up and move to a new zip code...which we do every few months anyway just for good measure, but it's a real bother. Besides, celebrities don't go in the basement. They go under the floorboards until someone pays the ransom.

Vegeta: That's right. In fact, they've been holding a telethon to raise money for the release of Rosie O'Donnell for the last month.

(Muffled noise under the floor)

Vegeta: Quite down there!

 

Yah your probally right... *fires glock into the floor to hear...*

Ashton ...uhhh his last name...: Owww!!!! Awesome!!!

 

I've been wondering why the floor was bleeding lately.

 

Yeah.

 

(Ultamite X) By the way. what do you haAAAAAAAAAAA-*Fell down in to the basement. blood-curdling screams follow for about 5 minutes.* *comes back out horribly mangled* never mind *limps to a corner, pulls a bottle of brandy out of nowhere and drinks.

 

*wakes up to an empty bar with an empty bottle in hand* hello? <echo> hello....Hello!...hello?...kanichua!(sp?) </echo>
.... Weird acoustics...*finds a goblet half full of Frosty Frieza and downs it**Falls asleep again*

 

(Magnus X Zero) Where's my pizza and beer?

 

(Pours pizza into a mug and puts beer into oven)

Beer'll be out in a few minutes.

 

(Magnus X Zero) I want some real food.

 

(Laughs)

 

A monkey on speed.

A monkey on speed!

A monkey on speed, MAN!!!

 

(Points to sig)
---
" 'I hope everyone is wide-eyed and bushy-tailed!' Wide-eyed and bushy-tailed? That's a Squirel on crack!"

 

The Psycho is coming...

 

(Magnus X Zero) Er, which psycho...

 

Frieza: We'll be ready for them (chugs duff).

 

(Throws chainsaw across room)

 

(Catches chainsaw and juggles room)

 

(Throws paint)

 

Ok, let's not get stuck doing this for another 3 pages.

 

Oh, let's.

(Throws ironing board, not the iron, just the board.)

 

Oh, and I'm going out of town for a little over two weeks on Tuesday (the 29th), but fear not! I shall return on the 15th (of July), with souvenirs for all of you!

 

(Ultamite X) *catches ironing board an uses it to whack a monkey on speed in the general direction of Mars*

 

*Eats his own head*

 

(Drinks ironing board)

(Lights yellow)

Frieza: It's just that last time we did this the SGSB bar died.

 

We're about forty some-odd posts from ending this one.

 

(Magnus X Zero) This time, I WILL get the last post.

 

(Ultamite X) Yea, you just keep thinking that Spanky.

 

stupid double post.

 

Marth:You know when your burning up in heats of over 74 degrees then look to the windmills to cool you off...

Sub:THAT'S NOT HOW WINDMILLS WORK!!!!

 

I thought you got the post in the last bar.

 

Marth:he may have he mayn't not'nt hav'nt...

Sub:JUST SHUT-UP ALREADY!!!!

 

I will steal that last post.

*Breaks bottle of beer over the bar and holds it menacingly*

You want some of this, MAN!!!?

...

Precious alcohol... soaking into the floor... ARGH!

*Jumps down to start scooping the beer into the jagged bottle*

 

*eyes start twitching manically*

Marth:It's....
Sub:been...
Marth:too...
Sub:loooonnn...gggg...

*twitches harder and faster and then becomes a gargantuan beast of enourmous power*

BEHOLD!!!! I am Surth!!!!

*kicks Ace in the head*

Post mine!

 

(Magnus X Zero) I still haven't gotten my order.

 

ROARZORZ!!!!!

*Grabs Magnus and grabs his upper lip and stretches it all the way back to his buttocks and tucks it in pulling the rest of the skin with it. Then takes the only muscles and bones and organs magnus with skin but and detaches bones and forms a ball from muscles and organs. Tosses ball in air and then pulls out a powergamer 500 sword and procedes to slice and dice the remains of Magnus into pieces then poors into tequila. Puts in friezer, waits over night. Preheats oven to 450 degrees. Takes out frozen magnus tequilla slices and throws them in oven melting them. Waits 16 minutes then takes them out. Poors into watered down lemonade.*

New Drink! Magnoskinbutttequilla!

 

(Ultamite X) *throws fresh rice balls dipped in the spilled beer at Sub*

 

Frieza: You know...in all these years, I've still never gotten the last post.

(Lunges at Surth with flaming pool que and jams it into the Magnoskinbutttequilla, blowing it and Surth's hand up)

 

Ace: You just made my day, son.

(Picks himself off the floor and wipes the blood away from his mouth.)

Ace: Your ass is so dead!

(Picks up a bar stool and charges the giant beast.)

Oshaaa!

 

(Cracks him over the head and continues doing so while the stool is mangled)

Ace: That post is mine, MAN!!!

 

Frieza: The hell it is!

(Telekenetically uproots chunks of the floor and sends them at Ace)

Frieza: I out rank you, you overgrown rodent. The post is mine!

 

(Magnus X Zero) *revives self and uppercuts Marth, then kicks him down to the ground*

Ahem... Anyway, I still want my pizza and beer.

 

(Up on the roof)

Frieza: Ok guys, we promised each other we wouldn't go overboard with this.

Vegeta: Look who's talking.

Frieza: Look, just keep it below 5000 and it'll be fine.

Goku: Are you guys sure this is legal?

Vegeta: Sure. As long as Frieza doesn't go overboard again.

Frieza: IT WAS 5 BLOCKS 2 MONTHS AGO! LET IT GO!

Vegeta: I'm just saying...

Trunks: Come on guys, let's get started already.

(Ace and Sub come up)

Ace: Hey, what's going on?

Frieza: Independence day celebration.

Sub: But aren't we in Japan?

Frieza: I have no idea.

Ace: Maybe they'll consider adding it as a holiday after what Frieza did last year.

Frieza: So I don't know my own strength. Big deal.

Vegeta: It was definatly a big deal last year.

Frieza: Shut up and get ready. Aim for that commercial jet.

Goku: Frieza!

Frieza: Oh fine! We'll aim for that cloud.

(Vegeta blasts Goku)

Goku: Ah! Hey!

Vegeta: Oops. I thought he said aim for the clown.

Frieza: Hey, that's not such a bad idea.

Sub: Will you guys just start the ****ing show already?!

Frieza: Alright then, here goes!

(Fires huge deathball into sky)

Goku: Ka-Me-Ha-Me-HA!!!

Vegeta: BIG BANG!!!

Trunks: RANDOM BATTLE CRY!!!

(Attacks collide on deathball. Atmosphere dispels. City vaporizes. Apocalypse.)

Vegeta: (sigh) Get the dragonballs.

 

(Magnus X Zero) *fires blue flame from hands*

Happy 4th of July all.

 

...Guys we need a voulenteer... a stupid one... and 5 foot long row of fire crackers... And our fool needs to eat quick...

 

I ate enough meat this weekend to make a small animal.

 

What a coincidence I'm making a rabbit out of meat right now. Sadly he's fuzzy... That ain't good eatin.

 

(Magnus X Zero) My 4th of July went rather uneventfully.

 

That's a lie and you know it! Your 4th of July was so eventful you fogot it's events were that eventful!

 

I remember everything. I didn't get drunk this year.

 

That's a lie too. You got so drunk you were sober.

 

Your story makes sense and I would like to subscribe to your newsletter, but no. I was plain stinking sober.

 

Woo!

It's only a trial version at the moment, but it is done. The Second chapter of F,A is done.

http://members.tripod.com/redstreak7/FA2.htm

There. Read it in it's first incarnation before it gets the directors cut.

 

NEVAR!

 

Wait... we're fourteen posts from the end aren't we?

 

For the first time, a topic I started will reach 500.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Looks like it. Congratulations Ace.

 

Wow, you're right. The last bar you started was the SGSB one.

 

(Magnus X Zero) Blargh. I think I'm getting really sick... I haven't had a good nights sleep and I keep getting nose bleeds from nowhere.

 

You should try keeping your finger out

 

Then again you might not

 

(Finally gives Magnus his order of pizza and beer)

Nemo's still the only one who hasn't done a bar yet. Let's give him a day or so to start it this time. After that, I'll be more powerful than you can imagine...I mean, we can stop caring who starts them. Damn random Frieza quotes...

 

So were almost there. Once again congratulations Ace

 

(chriscaffee) I

 

have

 

finished

 

this

 

topic.