This is my unfinished story from the JMMB war tavern. I'm just going to do one chapter at a time, so that anybody reading it can easily keep up until I get to where I left off. (I think I'm going to need all the people who joined's profiles again.
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Introduction
The year:2553. About 500 years after Jazz, Spaz, Lori, Eva, and Devan's time.
The place: Same place as Jazz, Spaz, Lori, Eva and Devan were.
What happened in between that time and now??? Well, I'll tell you: As you already know, Jazz was after Devan back then. Devan was the bad guy. Well, they had their fights and stuff, but when Jazz finally killed Devan, it made Devan's followers very mad. But, knowing that they could never destroy Jazz or his friends, the held in the anger until the good guys had past away, and the newbies had come. Then they attacked. The war was unlike any war that had happened there. It took out most all the creatures and if there was a city, it was turned to rubble. All that remained of any city was broken down old buildings, wrecked cars and street lamps, shattered glass everywhere, everything destroyed. The bad guys (and the good guys) were all getting killed off, and so they (the bad guys) started making robots of themselves to fight in the war. Eventually the war slowly died down, after most everyone and everything was killed. Now cities are still ruined and there are very few good (and bad) creatures left. But there are still robots. And the robots are still programmed to kill good guys, so if you are a good guy, you've always got to stay hidden. If you run around in the city for food or something, you've got to stay low, and watch out. Okay, now that you've got the history, lets move on to the story.
Chapter One: A Future of Destruction
Claw dropped down from the building window he’d been clinging to. “Whew!” He thought. “That was a close one. I’m glad that robot didn’t see me. I just barely got away. I would’ve taken out that blasted tin can, but I’m starving, and don’t like to fight on an empty stomach.” He walked into the lifeless street, where there were wrecked cars, and toppled over street lamps, and telephone poles. “Where should I go to eat today? How about the famous, Papa Rabbit’s Pizza Palace?” He ran down the street, jumping over a couple cars and some shattered glass, and then entered an old broken building. It was kind of cold inside. He went into the back. “Hey, Tony! I’d like a large extra cheesy pepperoni!” He laughed slightly and then opened a cupboard. He reached in and grabbed some old, yet somehow, still fairly good, pizza dough. Then he flattened it all out, poured on some tomato sauce from a can, spread it around, put some on almost moldy cheese, added a few pepperoni slices, and threw it in an old oven. He turned it on. “Now I wait a while.” He thought. Suddenly the hair on his neck stood up and his heart skipped a beat. He thought he’d heard something coming his way. He dropped to his knees and crawled behind a counter. He heard footsteps. Sure enough, something or someone was coming his way. His heart pounded faster. Suddenly he heard whatever it was enter the room. He readied himself and then a second later; he jumped onto the counter and extended his claws, “Freeze!” He yelled. The figure stopped suddenly and jumped into the air with a scream, “EEEAUGH!!!!” As it landed, it drew out a very large rocket launcher. The two saw each other and let out a giant sigh of relief. “Oh, it’s only you, Cyber Tooth.” Cyber put the launcher away, and then said, “What the heck are you trying to do, Claw, give me a heart attack!? You scared me so bad!!!” “I’m sorry.” Claw replied. “You never can be too careful.” “Well, I think that was careful enough.” After the two calmed down a little the oven beeper when off. It was so old it was hardly hearable. “Oh hey, want some pizza?” Claw opened the oven and took it out. “When did you learn to make pizza? I thought you only new how to make cereal.” “Very funny.” Claw said sarcastically, and then sliced the pizza in half with his claws. He picked up and tossed it to Cyber who caught it. “Thanks.” She said. “Well, I’m going to leave now, because I don’t like being in the open city in the daytime.” “With a gun like yours, I’d think you wouldn’t be afraid to do anything.” Claw said, taking a giant bite out of the pizza. “Besides. Why do you like being out at night instead of day. You can’t see at night.” “I know, but I just feel safer when it’s dark. Like they won’t see me as easily, so I can sneak around better. I don’t know.” “Oh. Well, whatever. I don’t care if you leave. Go if you want.” “Okay, seeya.” Cyber walked out of the building. “Bye.” Claw said.