Trio of DEF

[Shadow Zero]

Sorry sir, but that title has already been taken.

[Fusion X. Denver]

I deserve to be made king of everything.

 

Or at least to have this put in the gallery.

 

TO THE BEAT OF I'M ON A BOAT

 

AND INSPIRED BY "I'M GARY OAK"

 

[spoiler=I'm Daisuke Link]

Aw s***! Get your factions ready, it's about to go down! Everybody in Yugo, hit the f***ing deck... but stay on your mother f***ing toes... I’m runnin this, let’s go!

 

I'm Daisuke Link! I’m Daisuke Link!

Everybody hates me, cause I'm Daisuke-f***ing-Link!

I'm Daisuke Link! I’m Daisuke Link!

Take a good hard look, cause it’s Daisuke-f***ing-Link!

 

I'm Daisuke Link, motherf***er take a look at me!

That guy Life will never beat the Akatsuki

You're looking worn down, how about you see a shrink?

You can't beat me motherf***er, I'm Daisuke-f***ing-Link!

 

Beat the inactive, trick

I’m Daisuke Link, b****

I’ve got a trio of sprites,

‘Cause I’m so sick

 

I got my shiny claws

And my water spray

They’re both my weapons so I suggest you start to pray

 

I’m riding Poke-cars

Doing wheelies and s***

My spray is splashin, gettin everybody all wet

 

Yeah this is D.E.F, this is real as it gets

I’m Daisuke Link motherf***er don’t you ever forget!

 

I’m Daisuke Link and

I’m the best and

I can kill you with either my right or left hand

 

I’m the best in Yugo City

I beat the lil’ lady Lily

After you’re worn down,

you’ll have to fight me-oh

(Hey Professor, this Daisuke’s real!)

 

f*** Life, I’m Daisuke Link, motherf***er!

f*** guns, I got claws, motherf***er!

Go to a con with my sprites, motherf***er!

My water spray makes whirls, motherf***er!

Hey Chris I know you’d be surprised

I brought Rosa Seiko a talking pie

Tonight she’s gonna come back to my house

Like Team Rocket,

“We’re blastin off again!”

 

Yeah, I never though I’d fight Daisuke Link

Makes me want get new hammers, I think.

Hammers to be bought by meeee

Oh-whoah-ah-oooh…

 

Yeah, never thought I’d see the day…

When Daisuke finally walked awaaay…

But he said, “In the eeeend…

I fu-ucked your girlfrieeeend!”

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..

Oooh ah oh aaah….

Shawty (shawty, shawty)

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

 

 

 

Ingenious.

Simply ingenious.

[DL]

THAT WAS ONE OF BLACK'S AVIS.

 

 

Anyway, wow.

 

o-o

 

BUT I BEAT HIM

 

BECAUSE I'M DAISUKE MOTHERF*CKING LINK.

 

 

EDIT:

 

Wai thank you :3

[Super Chaos Sonic]

That was interesting....O_O

 

But you should've done a remastered thing for "Jaden's Rap".

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sX2EvNFrizU

[Limited Edition KING]

Chaos, your prayers have been answered. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you

 

[spoiler=Thomas' Rap]We're sitting here today with Banned member, Thomas King

 

Hey yo what's up?

 

So Thomas what's a day in the life of Thomas King like?

 

You sure you wanna know?

 

Please tell us.

 

I have guns mother f*cker they're so rad it's amazin'

I sneak into your base just to see what is happenin'

Damn little man, you's a crazy kid.

YO SHUT THE F*CK UP, YOU SMELL LIKE SH*T.

I'm getting really moody better watch it mother f*ckers

Or I'll roll up to your house and f*cking shoot you with my brothers

 

Whatchu want Thomas?

SOME BRAND NEW GUNS

Whatchu need Thomas?

TO SHOOT LIFE'S HEART

 

I'm locked and loaded you're luck has just run out

If you startin' sh*t with me I'M GONNA BLOW UP YOUR F*CKING HOUSE

My Kingdom's rage yeah you better run when you see me

So make your move b**** I'M SO PISSED THAT I'M SCREAMIN'

 

I'm sorry Thomas but aren't we to believe you shoot at thugs while playing card games?

 

I never said any of that.

 

Okay, what about your friends and enemies, got anything to say about them?

 

All my friends and my enemies can hit the road

I'm f*cking Thomas King I'll make your head explode

You wanna go? Well then you best be bringing what you got

Your homies got nothing on me cause they all got f*cking shot.

 

To all the c*nts talking sh*t about Pikachu

(He's a rodent)

I'M GONNA F*CKING KILL YOU

T is for Thomas

K is for King

I'LL STEAL YOUR F*CKING STUFF SO I CAN SAY I GOT SOME BLING BLING

 

Wow. All this from a Banned Member?

 

Well there is a lot you may not know about me.

 

Oh really such as?

 

At Yugo Academy

I got laid everyday

I cheated every test

I always got an A.

My guns are full of awesome

Your men are full of fail.

I'LL CHARGE MY GUNS IN A HALL AND THEN GO CLICK!

Edited June 15, 2011 by Thomas King

[Shadow Zero]

To be honest, I really don't care much for rap, and the next person to post something rap related here is going to get the business end of my fish.

[DL]

To be honest, I really don't care much for rap, and the next person to post something rap related here is going to get the business end of my fish.

First off, I'm Daisuke Link wasn't like most raps, so you're stupid

 

Second, comedy rap is FTW, so you're stupid

 

Third, you don't have to look, so you're stupid

 

Four, you're stupid for not doing so if you hate rap

 

Five, not your thread, so you're stupid

 

:33333

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Chaos, your prayers have been answered. Ladies and gentlemen I present to you

 

[spoiler=Thomas' Rap]I have guns mother f*cker they're so rad it's amazin'

I sneak into your base just to see what is happenin'

Damn little man, you's a crazy kid.

YO SHUT THE F*CK UP, YOU SMELL LIKE SH*T.

I'm getting really moody better watch it mother f*ckers

Or I'll roll up to your house and f*cking shoot you with my brothers

 

Whatchu want Thomas?

SOME BRAND NEW GUNS

Whatchu need Thomas?

TO SHOOT LIFE'S HEART

 

I'm lock and loading my guns while watching Sonic bounce

If you try to front with me I'M GONNA BURN YOUR F*CKING HOUSE

My Kingdom's rage yeah you better run when you see it

So make your move b**** I'M SO PISSED THAT I'M SCREAMIN'

 

All my friends and my enemies can hit the road

I'm f*cking Thomas King I'll make your head explode

You wanna go? Well then you best be bringing what you got

Your homies got nothing on me cause they all got f*cking shot.

 

To all the c*nts talking sh*t about what I do

I'M GONNA F*CKING KILL YOU

T is for Thomas

K is for King

I'LL STEAL YOUR F*CKING STUFF SO I CAN SAY I GOT SOME BLING BLING

 

At Yugo Academy

I got laid everyday

I cheated every test

I always got an A.

My guns are full of awesome

Your men are full of fail.

I'LL CHARGE MY GUNS IN A HALL AND THEN GO CLICK!

 

XD XD I ROFL'D so hard, King!!! XD

[Limited Edition KING]

I just edited the rap then. Just added in a few lines and changed some.

[DL]

I am amazing.

 

Why?

 

I have created the most epic one-shot of ALL TIME /egostroking

 

 

[spoiler=Trial and Error]

 

Trial and Error

 

 

 

“Do you know why you are here, Chris Denver?”

 

Chris looked around the large, albeit mostly empty, courtroom with furrowed eyebrows. His eyes glanced over to the person in a black garb standing behind the Judge’s stand. His blond hair neatly combed.

 

“Black…I really have no idea,” Chris replied. “I was just dragged here without an explanation, right? How am I supposed to know anything?”

 

The pink-haired girl on the far left, behind the prosecutor’s stand, slammed her fist on the table. “Don’t you try and hide it. You know very well what you’re in here for.”

 

“Prosecutor Cherry, please abstain from badgering my client,” the black-haired teen beside Chris said.

 

Chris leaned towards him. “D.L…what the hell is this about?”

 

“Don’t worry, you’ll catch on pretty quick,” D.L. muttered.

 

“How can I catch on? What the hell is Black doing as a judge?”

 

“This isn’t a trial of law,” Black said, angling himself a bit toward Chris. “It’s a trial where your life’s at stake.”

 

“Bring in the first witness!” Cherry said, with an upward motion of her arm.

 

A tall man in a dark blue uniform entered the room, his hand wrapped around a leash. Tied to the other end of the leash was a blue dog. The man directed the blue dog toward the center of the room.

 

“…What is Andex doing here?” Black asked.

 

“Wait, didn’t you say “Bring Andex in for fitness?”” the man asked.

 

“…Get out.”

 

The man shrugged, and walked off with Andex, who Chris could swear gave him a small wink when he passed by. Shortly after, Remo entered and stood behind the witness stand.

 

“Alright, the witness may begin their testimony,” Black said, straightening up in his chair.

 

Remo cleared his throat. “I saw it all. Clear as day. I was going for my usual afternoon stroll, when I happened upon a strange scene. It was Chris crouched down, peeking inside a window with half-open curtains. I angled myself closer, and I saw it. It was a girl changing. And not just any girl. Clair. That’s right, it seems Chris is a peeping tom, trying to fool everyone with a nice guy act.”

 

Chris stood up from his seat, almost knocking it back. “Say what?”

 

D.L. elbowed Chris. “Let me do the talking, alright?”

 

“The defense may now proceed to the cross-examination,” Black said.

 

“So…mister Remo…if that’s your real name…”

 

“Actually it’s Benedict, and-”

 

“Okay, I don’t care. Let’s get straight to the point, as I point out one serious flaw in your testimony. THIS!” he said with a great voice, pointing at Chris. “What reason would such a loser have to be peeking on girls? Hell, he’s too much of a nerd to do much of anything related to girls.”

 

“Hey!” Chris objected.

 

“Shush, you. I’m workin’ my magic,” D.L. whispered.

 

“OBJECTION!” Cherry called. “I really don’t get how guys’ minds work, most of the time, but I can say for certain that almost every guy would give in to a small peek at a young girl changing. Especially when she’s that ho- I mean, um…when she’s so…good-looking.”

 

“Alright, point taken, male hormones are powerful. But I have evidence here that disproves another point in Remo’s testimony. The court record says Chris was seen peeping around nine or ten at night. So it couldn’t have been during your afternoon stroll!”

 

Remo gulped, his fingers gripping the border of the stand.

 

D.L. sighed. “Blac- I mean, Your Honor, I suggest we hold this trial for a day or so until more evidence is gathered. It seems it was not in your wisest decision to drag Chris here blindly without even gathering evidence first. Juuust sayin’.”

 

Black paused for a bit before slamming his mallet down. “Alright, court is adjourned until five o’clock tomorrow afternoon.”

 

Everyone cleared the room, except D.L. and Chris.

 

“Alright, can you explain to me exactly what’s going on?” Chris asked.

 

“Come with me,” D.L. said without another word.

 

They exited the courtroom, and the building. D.L. led them around a few corners, and they finally reached a deserted alleyway.

 

“Alright, start explaining. What’s this about me peeping on Clair?”

 

“I honestly don’t know. But I know you ARE guilty of something…and I never would have expected it from you…”

 

“Say what?” Chris asked, raising an eyebrow.

 

“You heard me. I was casually passing by your room last night, and I heard you murmur something about Kari, then I heard some moans. I went back to your room the next day and found a picture of her on the floor.”

 

“Wait…are you implying that I…?”

 

“You couldn’t be satisfied when your ex died, no. You had to search for someone else’s crush!” D.L. said, raising his voice.

 

“Dude, you’re totally misunderstanding this! Why the hell would I have a picture of Kari in my room?”

 

“Well how would it get in your room in the first place?”

 

“I don’t know…the cleaning lady or something?”

 

“Screw it. If you want to be that way, fine. Keep on trying to take other people’s girls!”

 

“She’s not even your girl!” Chris exclaimed, his fists tightened.

 

D.L. froze for a moment. His expression softened, and he stared at Chris with a sort of wonder. His eyes looked from left to right, at the walls of the alley, then back at Chris. Finally, he turned around.

 

“You’re right…she’s not…”

 

With that, he walked off, leaving Chris more confused than he had been at the start of the day. He sighed, and walked out of the alleyway.

 

~EVERYBODY HATES CHRIS~

 

“What the hell was that?” Chris asked, bewildered. He turned his head and saw the TVs inside the windows of the TV shop. It was showing an old TV comedy series where the main protagonist was a young boy trying to fit into a world that seemed to always be against him. It was one of Chris’ personal favorites, and he thought the comedy was solid.

 

Before he could focus any more of his time into his childhood, a blue dog ran by him, almost knocking into him. Chris turned, and his eyes followed the dog until it turned a corner.

 

“What in the…? Is Andex lost or something?” Fusion muttered.

 

“Hey! Stop that dog!” came a voice from afar. Chris turned again and saw a chubby man running towards him. By the time he reached Chris, the man was already panting.

 

“If I may ask…why are you chasing that dog?”

 

“He stole my wallet! Damn mutt! Don’t let him get away!”

 

Chris raised an eyebrow. “I wonder why Andex would…”

 

He pondered it for a bit before shrugging and continuing on his way.

 

“Oh wait…I still have to find something that’ll prove me innocent in that weird trial…crap, I’d forgotten!” Chris sighed, and headed toward the house of the one person he knew could help him more than anyone else.

 

 

“So basically, you want my help in proving you innocent.” Creator asked, swiveling slightly in his chair.

 

“Yeah, basically,” Chris said, rubbing the back of his head.

 

“Well, I can already tell you’re innocent.”

 

“Really? How?” Chris asked.

 

“Well…think about it. If you really had peeped…would you dare ask ME for help?”

 

Chris laughed nervously.

 

“Anyway,” Creator said, standing up, causing his chair to roll back a bit. “Let’s get to work. I’ll send Mini-Proto with you, and you go outside Clair’s house. I don’t care if it would be awkward to go there when you’re suspected of peeping, I can’t do anything if you don’t find me clues.”

 

“And, you can’t go because…?”

 

Creator raised an eyebrow. “This isn’t charity. And it’s hardly a favor. Now scram and go find me some clues, or you’re on your own.”

 

With a sigh, Chris left.

 

 

Now adorned with a long white cloak with a high collar, and a long pink wig, as well as large sunglasses, Chris walked silently through the streets.

 

Dammit, dammit, dammit, why didn’t I save my money when I decided to buy that stupid DS game…? Now I’m wearing a freaking pink wig in public! Gah…I wonder if sis will notice it’s missing…and the…Mini-Proto in my pocket…what am I supposed to do with it?

 

Before Chris could continue with his train of thought, a girl hugged him from behind, causing him to almost fall over. The girl turned him around and held him at arm’s length.

 

“C-Clair?” Chris asked.

 

“Cherry! It’s been so long since I’ve seen you! I went to your house earlier today, but you weren’t there…your mom said you were playing judge or something. Say…do you have a cold or something? Your voice sounds a little rough.”

 

Chris gulped.

 

“Um…well, yeah. I caught a cold. I was outside for too long, I suppose,” Chris said, then laughed in a manner he hoped sounded girlish.

 

“Hey…aren’t you going to give me the usual kiss?” Clair asked, frowning.

 

“K-kiss?!” Chris asked, stepping back a bit. “Um…no. No, I am not! I-I don’t want you to catch this cold. I better go home and get some rest. Yup. Don’t bother coming over, I’ll be sleeping. Bye!”

 

Chris ran hurriedly in the opposite direction of Clair, who just stood there with her hands on her hips.

 

“Aww, she didn’t even give me the usual kiss…I don’t think that a kiss on the cheek would make me sick…would it?”

 

She stood there for a bit, resting her chin on her palm, looking slightly upward. Her mouth was twisted into a slight frown.

 

“Would it…?”

 

 

Chris stood behind a corner, panting. “Oh man, that was close, she almost kissed me. Then Black would REALLY kill me…”

 

He sighed, and relaxed a bit. After a few minutes, he walked back to the place he had seen Clair, to continue his way to her house.

 

“Well, at least she’s gone, and now I have no more proble-” he began to say, then stopped as he noticed an opened wallet lying on the ground with a small picture of Clair inside it.

 

“WHY DOES THIS HAPPEN TO ME?” he asked to no one in particular, falling to his knees to pick up the wallet.

 

A woman approached him, then bent over slightly, and said, “Are you okay, young lady?”

 

“I’M A GUY!” Chris exclaimed.

 

“O-oh…forgive my mistake…”, then woman said. As she walked away Chris heard her mutter, “Ah, a transvestite at such a young age…his parents must be ashamed.”

 

Chris groaned, having picked up the wallet, and stood up. “Let’s just get this over with…”

 

 

After several dozen minutes of the agonizing combo of walking while trying not to be noticed, he finally reached Clair’s house. He approached the window to her room, and began looking for something on the grass near the window that could serve as a clue. Suddenly, the Mini-Proto jumped out of Chris’ pocket and as soon as his feet touched the ground, an alarm began sounding. It was almost ear-shattering, causing Chris to cover his ears and look around in panic.

 

What the hell? What’s wrong with this robot? Is this Creator’s idea of a prank?

 

Chris spotted nearby bushes, and hid behind them. Meanwhile, the tiny robot kept his siren going, until Clair walked out of her house. As soon as she approached, the robot stopped making any form of sound.

 

“What in the…? Who left you here, little guy?” Clair asked, picking up the robot. It replied simply by pointing to the bushes with one of its tiny hands.

 

THAT ROBOT! Chris thought, clenching his fists so tightly they hurt.

 

Clair walked closer and closer to the bushes, when suddenly Chris jumped out, startling her a bit.

 

“Woah, Cherry, are you trying to scare the living daylights out of me?” Clair asked.

 

Chris walked out from behind the bushes, and hugged Clair. “Yeah, sorry, I wanted to surprise you. It worked, right?”

 

“Well…yeah, I’d say so!” Clair said, giggling.

 

“Well…anyway, I uh…should go to the…thingy…you know?”

 

He leaned in to kiss Clair, and their lips met, for a split second.

 

“Well, uh…there’s the usual kiss. Buh-bye!” he said, running off.

 

Clair gently touched her lips with her hand, blushing slightly. “Usual…? That wasn’t the usual…”

 

 

Chris only stopped running when he had nearly reached El’s house. He hadn’t even thought about it when he was running, he just wanted to get away from Clair. He had acted on impulse, sure, and it would probably come to haunt him in the future. When Clair and Cherry next met, no doubt.

 

“Oh wait…I forgot to…dammit! I forgot to give Clair her wallet…” he said, slouched from the bad day he was having.

 

He slowly walked the rest of the way to El’s house, and knocked on the door. El answered, still in his pajamas.

 

“Uh…my parents are out, so if you’ve come to sell something…”

 

“El,” Chris interrupted. “It’s me. Chris.”

 

“Wait…what? What the f*ck? Why are you dressed like a f*ggot, dude?”

 

“I…don’t know, honestly,” Chris said, grabbing the wig and tossing it to the floor. At this point, he couldn’t care. He would pay his sister back later, but he would NOT keep around the source of all his troubles since he put it on.

 

“Anyway, what’s up?” Chris asked, once El invited him inside, and they sat down in his room.

 

“You come to my house while cross-dressing, and you ask me that. I should be asking YOU that.”

 

“Well…some stuff just came up.”

 

“Wait…don’t tell me D.L. got you hooked into that Vocaloid garbage.”

 

“What are you talking about?” Chris asked.

 

“Dude, he showed me a picture on his computer of a Vocaloid with the same pink hair you had,” El said.

 

“What? No, no, it has nothing to do with that. Hell, I don’t really like Vocaloids either.”

 

“Good, I guess we can keep being friends, since you’re not a cosplaying Vocaloid-fanatic.”

 

“But D.L. is a Vocaloid fanatic who cosplays at times,’ Chris stated.

 

“And you don’t think I wonder why I’m friends with him? Anyway, I could tell you seemed kind of whacked out when you came in. So what’s bothering you?”

 

“Oh…well, it’s just that I was put in a trial for apparently peeping on Clair…”

 

“Holy sh*t dude, you were peeping on Clair?”

 

“No! I’ve been wrongly accused, and I’m trying to clear my name. Not to mention now D.L. thinks I’m going after Kari and he’s pissed at me,” Chris said, just remembering this other fact. “Today’s been a major pain. And don’t ask why D.L. thinks I’m after Kari, I don’t remember, even if he claims he heard moans from my room and saw Kari’s picture in there the next day, since yesterday a certain SOMEONE made me chug way too many drinks.”

 

El chuckled nervously. “Heh, sorry dude. But, from what you mentioned…could it be you really did, you know…jerk off to Kari’s picture?”

 

“Don’t even joke, man! There’s no way I would! D.L.’s my bud, I can’t be hitting on the chick he likes. And besides, I don’t like Kari. I mean, she’s good-looking, but I’m not attracted to her like that.”

 

“Alright, first what you should do is you should find someone who was there with you on the night you got drunk though.”

 

“Wait…weren’t you there?” Chris asked.

 

“Well, I was, until you freaking punched the bartender.”

 

“I did WHAT?”

 

“Never mind. The bar we went to is called ‘Gall’s Gallons’, so good luck with your search.”

 

“You’re…not gonna help me?”

 

“Nah, got a date with Rui tonight. Good luck though.”

 

“Right…” Chris muttered, and left with a wave.

 

He asked a middle-aged man on the street if he knew where “Gall’s Gallon’s” were. After a few somewhat confusing mistakes, and wrong turns, he finally managed to find it. Walking inside, the foul stench made a tear form in the corner of his eye. He looked around, and could only see buff guys who’s actual muscle weight was probably most of their body weight. Yet, when he walked in, most of them silently watched him. He walked over to the bartender, who was scrubbing the counter with a slightly dirty cloth.

 

“What do you want?” the barkeeper asked, scrubbing the counter faster. “I ain’t sellin’ you no more drinks.”

 

“Uh…no, I didn’t come here for that. I don’t remember much about last night…so I was wondering if you could tell me if I said where I was going after this?”

 

“Well you said you were going on a journey for your ultimate truth and love or something like that…”

 

“…I did? Huh…” Chris muttered. “I don’t suppose you can give me any more than that?”

 

“How could I? You stormed off yelling about going to this ‘God guy’ or something.”

 

“Alright…thanks,” Chris said, walking off. It was already getting dark. He walked as he contemplated what he could have been referring to as “God guy”.

 

“Wait…God guy? Could it be… Deus!”

 

With that, Chris set out running toward Deus’ house, which he somewhat remembered the directions of from a short visit a while back. After a few minutes, he reached it, and knocked on the door. The door opened on its own, slowly, and a voice came from inside.

 

“Come in…just be careful.”

 

Chris raised an eyebrow, and stepped inside. As soon as he did so, a bunch of arrows shot from one wall, to the other, barely missing his face. He stepped back once, sweat beginning to drip down his cheek.

 

“W-what the hell?”

 

The voice laughed from inside the house, and Chris heard a beep.

 

“Okay, I was just messing with you. Come inside now, Chris.”

 

“Wait, how did you know it was me?”

 

“Oh come on, who would be so stupid as to not have a camera or two on the front of their house?”

 

“Huh…” Chris muttered, and entered further into the house.

 

“Alright, now climb the stairs, and go inside the second room to the left. That’s my room.”

 

Chris did as the voice said, and found himself in Deus’ room. There were a few Gorillaz posters on the walls, and a bunch of scattered stuff, ranging from books to tools.

 

“Well, I just finished building what you asked for yesterday,” Deus said, with a grin.

 

“What I…asked you to build? What was it?”

 

“You don’t remember? Come with me.”

 

Deus led Chris down the stairs, and into the basement. After opening a locked door, and typing in a code for another one, they entered a large white room, with dim lighting. There were a bunch of computers on white desks in the room, but only on the sides. In the very middle there was a large chamber, like a hyperbaric chamber. It had a clear top, and inside all Chris could see was a pile of dust.

 

“What is this?” he asked, placing his hand on the glass, softly.

 

“Well, I’d expect you to know, since you asked me to build it. It’s a machine…to revive the dead.”

 

Chris frowned. “Wait…I asked you to build this? Why?”

 

Deus’ grin grew, and he muttered: “Rosa Seijo.”

 

[Fusion X. Denver]

“Holy sh*t dude, you were peeing on Clair?”

 

Typos.

They're deadly.

 

And that was probably the funniest thing I've read this week.

I have no idea where this story's going, but it should turn out to be interesting.

WHEN'S THE NEXT PART BRAH?

[DL]

Typos.

They're deadly.

 

 

 

...I seriously wrote PEEING?

 

Wow.

 

 

And the next part's gonna be out when I decide to write it ;3

 

 

Which will be soon.

 

 

I seriously HAD to put "Everybody hates Chris" somewhere in there >>

[Fusion X. Denver]

Please write it soon.

I NEED TO FIND OUT IF I'M INNOCENT OR NOT.

But wait-

When does this take place?

Is this in a future based on the assumption Life is taken down?

[Shadow Zero]

*proceeds to do the following to Fusion*

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTGbiFwTF2M

And now that that's done, new chapter by tomorrow, or you get worse. =_=

[Fusion X. Denver]

That won't help.

Now the new chapter will come out 14 minutes later then it's supposed to.

EVERYONE BLAME SHADOW, HE MADE ME LATE GUYS.

[DL]

DAMN U SHADOW.

 

And

 

Rosa's dead

 

Rui's alive

 

That means it's between those times.

[Shadow Zero]

=_= You seriously watched that whole thing? I think not.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

One of my...much longer one-shots, IMO.

 

It was pretty much based off of Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker...

 

[spoiler=Sonic Beyond: Return of Wynn]

Sonic Beyond: Return of Wynn

 

A few weeks have passed after the final battle with Life and Yugo City has returned to its normal and original self.

 

OK, not all the way back to normal. Ever since the fight with Life, a few of the citizens who were once allies, have decided to turn to the path of evil. And one of those citizens was none other than Wynn, who has returned to this city as a crazed lunatic and psycho. Wynn has now begun a raving riot upon the city, forcing all the factions who fought Life, to take action to stop his reign of terror.

 

Now, this story shall begin, as mod Roxas calls the boss of the Vongola HQ.

 

* * * * * * * * * * * *

 

Roxas sat in a chair behind a huge desk and behind him a huge computer and other electronics, which helped him keep an eye on the city. He took a sip of soda from a can that was on the desk, before he looked at Sonic Chao. “Sonic, showing those skills you used against my brother Sora…I have to say your skills are at a five on a scale from one to ten.” Roxas said, putting the can of soda down.

 

A five out of ten? I am at least a seven…at least I think I am. Sonic thought quietly to himself. He was still nervous about standing in front of a mod like this. “So what was it you needed help with?” he asked, trying to hide his nervousness.

 

“Getting right to the point…just like your uncle.” Roxas said, before pressing a button on the left arm of his chair. Behind Roxas, on the computer screen appeared a picture of a young male with bleached white skin, green dyed hair which was all messed up, and a huge red smile on his face. The male wore a purple suit and in his hands were a bunch of playing cards.

 

Sonic looked at the picture and said, with a small chuckle, “You serious? I have to fight Heath Ledger?”

 

“On the contrary, Sonic.” Roxas said, waving his index finger in the air. “The person you see before you is Wynn, one of the many allies we had against Life. Unfortunately his love for the Joker has turned him into a psycho.” Then Roxas grabbed a small device and said, “I want you to go and take care of him. I’ll be here in case you need help.”

 

Sonic gulped a little as he caught the device. He put it in his ear, saying, “I won’t fail you Roxas.” With that he walked out of the room. My biggest moment to prove to everyone I can be like my uncle. I won’t fail this…not by a long shot.

 

As he walked out of the building, Sonic noticed a black motorcycle with the Roman numeral thirteen on the side of it.

 

“That’s your mode of transportation, Sonic. Just bring it back in one piece.” Sonic heard Roxas say over the ear-piece.

 

With that being said, Sonic got on the motorcycle and headed towards the known place that Wynn usually hung out. An old abandoned candy factory known as “Lovegood Treats”.

 

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

 

It was around nine o’clock in the evening when Sonic finally arrived at the Lovegood Treats factory.

 

Sonic hopped of the back and then took a deep breath in, slowly exhaling it. He then walked towards the front door and tried opening it, of course it was locked. “Locked…eh?” he asked with a smirk. With a swift kick with his left leg, he hit the door and it swung open. “Unlocked.”

 

As Sonic entered the factory, he could hear a dark laugh. This laugh sounded like a cross between the great Mark Hamil and Heath Ledger’s Joker laugh. Sonic felt chills run down his spine, but he shook off the feeling as he continued to walk onward.

 

He continued until he walked into another room, which looked like some little kid’s play room…or a psycho kid’s play room. Sonic looked around and then saw a huge machine and some screens on a wall. He pressed the ear-piece and then said, “Roxas, you won’t believe what I found.”

 

“Well I’ll have to.” Roxas said, in a sarcastic tone. “What did you discover?”

 

Sonic moved over towards the equipment and then said, “It looks like some kind of Death Laser…or some kind of rip off of the Eclipse Cannon.”

 

Before Sonic could touch anything, he heard the same dark laugh, but much closer. He quickly turned around and standing ten feet behind him was none other than Wynn.

 

“Good evening, Mr. Chao.” Wynn said grinning.

 

Sonic got offensive and then backed away. “Wow…have to say that picture did you justice. The way you look in real life is way worse.”

 

Wynn glared at Sonic and said, “You shouldn’t have said that. I’m the only ones to make jokes. And that laser you’ve seen I’ll be using it on the entire city of Yugo and see if that loser Roxas will make it out of this…after I high-tail it out of here.” His glare turned back into a grin, as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gun, pointing it straight at Sonic. “However, you young Chao, will not make it to see the fun~”

 

Sonic began sweating and his heart pounding, he saw Wynn pull the trigger on the gun. With only seconds to spare, he ducked and then dodged the bullet. The bullet had gone straight into the targeting system for the laser.

 

WARNING! Guidance system offline!

 

Both Sonic and Wynn heard this emit from the speakers, then looked at the computer screen. On the screen, it said that the next target…was the factory.

 

“Oh good…the laser’s attack is gonna hit here.” Wynn said sarcastically. “Now I’ll have to start this all over. Thanks for wrecking everything kid, see you around.” He then turned around and started walking off.

 

Sonic saw this and quickly grabbed Wynn’s shoulder. “Hold it!” he said, quickly turning Wynn back around.

 

“Oh wise up, junior. GAMES OVER!!” Wynn said, losing his temper.

 

Sonic, staring right at Wynn, simply said, “I’m taking you in.”

 

Wynn heard this and just simply laughed. “Right!!” he said, before he punched Sonic’s cheek. He saw Sonic now unbalanced, then he proceeded to punch his stomach, then he uppercut his jaw. Wynn was now able to remove Sonic’s hand from his shoulder, then kick him, making him break one of the tables. “You’re out of your league Sonic, I’ve memorized all the moves that the mods.”

 

“M-Maybe…” Sonic said, slowly sitting up and wiping the blood off his mouth. “But you don’t know a thing about me.”

 

Wynn chuckled a little and said, “You? Well what’s to know, you’re a punk! A rank amateur! An anime loving kid who is taking orders from that senile mod, Roxas.” Wynn then got a series look on his face and he began to roll up his sleeves. “Still, if it’s a whoopin’ you’re a wantin’.”

 

Sonic finally got up and then ran back towards the door.

 

“That’s right, better to run and save yourself.” Wynn said grinning. “If it’s about your speed.”

 

What Sonic was actually doing was heading towards the door to prevent Wynn from leaving. He took his katana out and then slashed the doorknob off the door. He sheathed his katana and then glared at Wynn. “Let’s dance bozo.”

 

Wynn was about to make the first move, but Sonic ran towards him and then tackled Wynn to the floor. Sonic was about to hit him, but Wynn grabbed a small pipe and tried to swing at Sonic, which failed as he now quickly did a front flip to dodge. Wynn quickly getting up, threw the small pipe at Sonic, making him dodge. With Sonic dodging, Wynn took this chance to rush towards him and attack. He jumped and brought his hands together, hitting the back of Sonic’s neck. He then punched him in the face again, making Sonic back away.

 

Sonic back flipped away from Wynn and then wiped the blood off his face. He pressed the ear-piece and then said, “He’s tough…any suggestions, boss?”

 

“He’s taken the persona of Joker. Meaning he has become vain and he loves to hear himself talk.” Roxas said, from the other side of the ear-piece. “All you have to do is block it out and head on in.”

 

Sonic nodded, but then stopped. “Wait…I’m like my uncle…and Chao’s love to talk.” he said, smirking.

 

Wynn had enough of Sonic just standing there, so he moved forward trying to punch Sonic, however missing. He kept this up, until finally he felt Sonic grab his shoulder, and then kneed his gut. “W-What are you doing?” he asked, surprised at this.

 

“Fighting dirty.” Sonic said smirking.

 

Wynn glared at Sonic and said, “The mods wouldn’t have ever done-…UGH!!!” He couldn’t finish his sentence, as Sonic began to wrench his arm back.

 

“Told ya you didn’t know me.” Sonic said, then pushing Wynn back.

 

Wynn stood back and grinned a little. “F-Funny guy…” he said before he ran towards Sonic.

 

“Can’t exactly say the same about you.” Sonic said, as he dodge rolled to his left and then moving behind him.

 

Wynn glared back at Sonic, not exactly happy at his comment. “Impudent little brat…who do you think your talking to?”

 

“Not a comedian, I’ll tell you that much.” Sonic said with a smile. His plan right now was to get inside Wynn’s head and start making him lose focus, and so far…it was working.

 

Wynn gritted his teeth and then pulled his gun out again, pointing it at Sonic. “Shut your mouth!!” he said, pulling the trigger. His bullet missed Sonic, but it hit a small rope, which above him had a ton of bricks on in it. It fell behind Sonic, but the other side of the rope launched upwards as he grabbed it.

 

“None of the mods ever talked to you much, did they?” Sonic asked as he finally reached the metal rafters on the roof. “That’s why your were so fixated on them?” He read Wynn’s profile before, so he pretty much knew why he did what he did. Sonic then pulled out a ninja star and threw it at Wynn’s hand, making him lose the gun.

 

Wynn yelled in pain a little after he grabbed his hand. “Don’t play ‘psycho-analysis’ with me boy!” he yelled up to Sonic.

 

“Please, like I need a degree to figure you out.” Sonic said, pulling out another ninja star, this time throwing it at the power box making the lights go out. “The real reason you kept doing what your doing was you were trying to get a laugh out of Roxas.”

 

Wynn turned around and looked around him, somewhat nervous. “I’m not hearing this!!”

 

“Get a clue, loser! That mod doesn’t have a sense of humor. He wouldn’t know a good joke if it bit him in his Keyblade…not that you ever had a good joke.” Sonic said with a smirk.

 

“Shut up…” Wynn said, beginning to lose his patience. “SHUT UP!”

 

“I mean really. Joy-buzzers, squirting flowers…LAME!” Sonic said. “Where’s your ‘A’ material? Make a face, drop your pants, SOMETHING!!”

 

Wynn ran towards the door and tried to open it, but he couldn’t. “Show yourself…”

 

“You make me laugh, Wynn. But only cause I think your pretty pathetic.” Sonic said, then began to laugh similar to Wynn.

 

Wynn growled a little and yelled, “STOP THAT!!”

 

Sonic moved from a few metal rafters, but continued to laugh like Wynn. “So you fell into a tank of acid, got your skin bleached, and decided to be a Joker impersonator. What you couldn’t find a job at the circus?” After he finished his sentence, he continued to laugh like Wynn.

 

Wynn looked over at a box and then saw a few grenades. He grabbed two of them and said, “Don’t you DARE laugh at me!”

 

“Why?” Sonic asked, still laughing. “I thought you always wanted to make people laugh!”

 

Wynn yelled and then threw one of the grenades at the rafters, actually hitting the rafter Sonic was on.

 

Sonic groaned and hit the floor pretty hard. He then glanced over at Wynn, who threw the second grenade towards Sonic. He only had a second to move, but he did…though the aftershock sent him flying near the laser equipment.

 

Wynn walked towards him and then grabbed a medium sized wood table, pinning Sonic onto the floor. He laughed and then strangled Sonic’s throat. “Come on, Chao, laugh it up now. You miserable little punk….LAUGH!!” he said. Wynn heard Sonic chocking, but laughing, so he brought his head closer to Sonic’s. “I can’t hear you~”

 

Sonic groaned and then finally said, “Ha…ha…” He lifted his hand up and moved it towards Wynn’s neck. On Sonic’s index finger was on of Wynn’s electrifying joy-buzzers.

 

Wynn yelled in agony as the joy-buzzer touched his skin. The pain was unbearable, but apparently, he was able to withstand it…until he fell over and fainted.

 

Sonic slowly got up and put Wynn on his back…and with only five seconds on the clock, he’d have to be fast.

 

He ran with Wynn on his back, finally exiting the factory with only one second to spare. Then before Sonic, was a huge laser fire as the Lovegood Treats factory was completely destroyed. “R-Roxas…I got…him.” Sonic said, taking a few deep breaths.

 

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

 

Two days after this ordeal, Sonic stood before Roxas again. He really didn’t know what Roxas wanted, but he knew it something about his job with Wynn.

 

“Sonic, I want to tell you…well done on capturing Wynn.” Roxas said smiling. “With the proper corrections, he should return to normal.”

 

Sonic nodded and said, “Thanks Roxas. I just hope he doesn’t hate be after that.”

 

“Doubt it…” Roxas said, turning his chair around. “And by the way, that comment about me not knowing a good joke even if it bit me in the Keyblade…”

 

Sonic remembered how he said that during the whole trying to get into Wynn’s head and he face palmed. “You know I didn’t mean anything by it…” he said, nervously.

 

“I see, well if you talk bad about me like that again…” Roxas smirked. “I’ll kick your ass with these Keyblades. Now get going…I have work to do.”

 

Sonic nodded and then walked out of the room. Well, time for me to enjoy the peacefulness of a Life free Yugo City. he thought, smiling.

 

[DL]

Judging by the time of your posts, its possible.

 

 

And I actually should read that one-shot soon.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Yes...yes you should XD

[Fusion X. Denver]

DAMN U SHADOW.

 

And

 

Rosa's dead

 

Rui's alive

 

That means it's between those times.

 

Rui isn't dead .-.

At least, not at the moment (read into that however you want).

But considering we moved out to war right after Rosa died, this would be after the war.

So this is in a future where Life was taken down (again, not implying anything, but think what you will).

@Sonic-Nice one-shot, but uh...

Wynn's dead.

.-.

Or at least, he's supposed to be. He fell off the roof and I think Mako would have made sure he was dead, but it's possible he somehow landed in a way that wouldn't kill him.

[Super Chaos Sonic]

Yeah its a future in where Life was beaten. And I knew about Wynn, but I made it where he landed in a way he didn't die. Also it would explain the bleached skin...XD

 

LOL makeover XD

[DL]

...Didn't she get her throat slit?'

 

 

Oh no wait, that was ALMOST.

 

Kay.

 

 

So yeah, let's just say after the war .-.

[Desu the Blue Nerd]

I'll be honest Boss. You representation of Wynn was even worse. That guy is an excellent troll and great at comebacks. I'd be afraid to get into a flame war with him and the people in status (I swear ever since reading this I just call it that <_<) know me as being a pretty good troll. But I don't really expect much. Now what else made your representation pretty bad was the guns. He was using them. He hates them and prefers knives way more, remember?

 

Edit: Forgot to say, I love yours DL. It was seriously funny. Now I want to buy a pink wig but Lora would kill me. <_<

[DL]

Why thank you ;33

 

 

I wanna buy a pink wig too D: