Here's a latest edition. I'm both sorry for the long wait (though GenEX is the only one who really cares, if he still does) and for nothing much really happening in this edition except a nifty comedy skit with Cosair. I'll try to do better next time.



Tornrob, high prince of the Exhemians, brother to high chancellor Podrac, uncle of the young king of Barzam, son of queen Gullibl and king Brokn, posessor of the Harelactic gem, and surveyor of all he surveyed quickly made a U-turn in the Exhemian warship's course. The ACME Hero Finder™ had suddenly changed direction, pointing in the direction of the planet Dam Nation. Tornrob, high prince of the Exhemians, brother to high chancellor Podrac, uncle of the young king of Barzam, son of queen Gullibl and king Brokn, posessor of the Harelactic gem, and surveyor of all he surveyed had always thought that it was rather stupid to call a planet a nation, but who could argue with the inhabitants of Dam Nation anyway? They'd so much as slit your throat as look at you. Devils, Skeletons, Dogs, Ravens inhabited that place, and the Hero from the Legend was there, of all places? Well, it could be worse. He isn't at Scraparap! Tornrob suddenly realized he had said that last part out loud, and several of his crew members were looking at him oddly. Silent, Tornrob looked back through the windshield again.



"DUCK!" screamed Jazz, as the projectile screamed towards them with astonishing rapidity in slow motion. Unfortunately, Kon-tar's weapon of destruction appeared to have a homing radar built in. There then insued a brief scuffle in which all three Jackrabbits tried to throw the other two behind them, in order to take the full blast. In the end, they managed to get up (amazing what you can do with slow motion missiles) and run away. The projectile promptly broke into normal speed and went flying after them. Kon-tar, using a remote control, made it randomly shout crude insults that aren't really repeatable. Jazz, Spaz and Lori, capslock on, sped past speed limit signs, (which said they were going much too fast for cars, let alone pedestrians) police officers, large anvils falling for no reason and sushi shops, until they finally wound up inside a dead end alley. Gulping, the three rabbits pressed themselves against the wall, hoping for Divine Intervention. Surprisingly, it came, in the form of the sci-kick powers of GenEX, leader of the MRT clan. At least, that's what they thought when a large wall of red stones appeared right in front of the homing projectile, and with a large "GenEXMRT" graffiti written on it script.



Cosair groggily woke up. Around him were..... green destruct scenery blocks? He was in a small secret alcove in a wall, a gold coin next to him. (Actually, there is a secret like that in Bad Pitt, for all of you who haven't found it) Struggling to get up, Cosair examined the walls for a weak spot, with no sucess. He was well and truly trapped. A question came back. He would starve here, so why had Devan not just killed him in the first place? It would have saved time and trouble.... Just as Cosair was thinking this, though, a large Armodoofus plodded up, one appendage slap at a time. Apparently the creature had some way of increasing the width around it, as it could easily sidestep around the star blocks. Sort of like it was using the nowalls code. While these fascinating wonderings were swimming through Cosair's mind, the Armodoofus had reached him and had begun to talk in the way of all Armodoofus, slowly. "The.... master.... wants.... you.... to.... come...."

"Oh, really? Well, who's your master?"

"I.... only.... answer.... questions.... from.... my.... master...."

"Well, who is your master then?"

"Not.... you...."

"Oh, well then. Take me to your leader, I guess."

"I.... also.... only.... take.... orders.... from.... master...."

"So you WON'T take me to your master?"

"You.... are.... not.... my.... master,,,, questioner...."

"Following that, you won't follow your master's commands because I command the same thing."

"That.... is.... correct...."

"And you obey your master?"

"You.... are.... not.... m-"

"Oh, skip it. You obey your master, true or false."

"I.... always.... do...."

"Then you're disobeying your master in disobeying me telling you to obey your master because you disobey people who are not your master even while they tell you what you are doing is the correct thing because you're not obeying your master in obeying him! I got it!"

At this point, the Armodoofus walked away, slowly singing "Daisy,,,, Daisy,,,, give.... me.... your.... answer.... do,,,," Cosair leaned back in his alcove, humming cheerfully. He might be in a bad fix, but he had probably just gotten an entire species of baddies fired for incompetence. Who knows?

(Hehe, logic!)



Again, I would like to say "sorry" to GenEX for the long wait. I probably would have written something October 10th or something, but the board went down, and I've spent the past few days slightly out of the ordinary anyway.