Jul 3, 2001, 06:20 PM | |
Que Passa!!!!
I thought I'd just throw caution to the wind a little and continue with the Spaz stories that I had so much fun writing. First, a slight background for those that missed it the first time: These stories were a responce to a post suggesting bringing back non-wartaverner stories- that is, stories NOT staring US, but rather Jazz and Co. Since I had gotten mad at a bunch of posts insulting Spaz, as well as Jazz, I decided once and for all to show the JMMB Spaz as I saw him: Not just a comic relief sidekick who's constantly overshadowed by his siblings, but as a dedicated- yet modest- future superhero, who just happens to be a little out of it most of the time. It was then that I came up with; Spaz Saves The World All By Himself With Nothing But Speed, Wits, And A Large Slice Of Cheesecake, and the not yet compleated sequal; The Bozonian Stone. And now, the summery of both stories: Spaz is left at home while his sibs and sis-in-law go out on a picnic. After eating all the food in the castle, wrapping a catscradle of wire around his ears, and parking his butt in front of the T.V., he receves through the wires, a distress call. Spaz grabs a piece of cheesecake from the freezer and heads off to the rescue, ultimatly coming in contact with a large battleship which liquidates his airboard and almost kills him. He enters the ship and rescues three droids calling themselves S.O.C.K.E.T. 2M, 2R, and 2U(Who look like a football, basketball, and boomerang respectfully), and they tell him of the Donkongeys plans to destroy the planet of Bozok with a Logic Intencifier Armageddon Ray. After blasting their way through a leagion of guards using S.O.C.K.E.T. 2M's Rubber Poltry gun, Spaz finds that the guy in charge of the whole plan is none other then Jazz's old nemesis: Zoonik(JJ1 the lost eposodes) along with the evil buisnessmonkey: Kong Glomorate(Unrightfully borrowed from Howard the Duck issue #7.) Spaz defeats them both using his speed, wits, and the- now melted- slice of cheesecake, and blows up the L.I.A.R., causing it's effects to backfire on the Donkongey race. The four hero's land on the planet to receive Spaz's reward: A rock. Spaz travels back home to Carrotus just in time to get chewed out by Eva for eating all the food. A few weeks later, Jazz, Spaz, and Lori find themselves in another one of Devan's illaborate death traps, when Spaz's rock from Bozok starts to glow. Suddenly, the red rabbit teliports outside his bonds, survives several direct hits from Devan's gun without flinching, and knocks the evil turtle out cold. As soon as he realises what he did, he falls into a coma. Back at the castle, the other rabbits start wondering about the stone. Lori touches it, and temporarily turns into an aardvark version of herself.(If you can't imagine it, don't try. I may be the only one who can.) They take it to a father and daughter scientist team and Jazz touches it to show what happens. He goes under a trance, does a little dance and sings a cat food commercial jingle. They leave a piece with the scientists and head home to find that Spaz has maxed out his brothers credit card on B movies from the video store. Jazz blows his top and sends Spaz to return them all, then gets a call from the scientists- Aparently, Lori and Jazz experience really freaky side effects because their personalities aren't quite zainy enought. Spaz gains superpowers when his mind focuses on a certain task, and he goes into a coma when he gets destracted from that task. Meanwhile, Devan has found out about the rocks power(But not, unfortunatly, any of it's drawbacks.) and thinks that it's just what he needs to destroy Jazz once and for all, and take over Carrotus. He sends his henchlizard to capture the Bozonian stone... and Spaz. After a few backfiring rabbit traps, the lizard finally succeeds, and Jazz, Lori, and Eva find that they must now rescue him before Devan figures how to work the thing. To be resumed... Soon in a war tavern near you... _________________ "I seem to be the vary personafication of the rage to live- hit me, dunk me, insult me, I'll still hang in there. -I wonder why." -Howard the Duck (RIP William Hanna) |
Jul 3, 2001, 08:01 PM | |
To be resumed..., I like that.
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Jul 4, 2001, 12:05 AM | |
Argh I cant be in it then
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Jul 4, 2001, 10:25 PM | |
I love the T-shirt, and the rest. But the T-shirt stands out.
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Jul 5, 2001, 12:24 PM | |
That would be a different T-shirt, as it says "Reluctantly"
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Jul 6, 2001, 01:05 PM | |
Batty Buddy seems quite the public figure at the moment. Especially on ebay.
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Jul 11, 2001, 01:49 PM | ||
*Sues Batty*
Hey, he told me to! See?: Quote:
Anywayz, great chapter BB! Continue!
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Jul 11, 2001, 01:59 PM | ||
Quote:
I LOVE UHF!!!
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Jul 11, 2001, 10:19 PM | |
I'm sure Lizards are bright yellow already, but that was very good. "Considered tied up and should be considered helpless"
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Jul 12, 2001, 12:57 PM | |
AHHH!!! THE CHAPTER ENDED!!! QUICK, WRITE ANOTHER ONE!!!!!!
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Jul 13, 2001, 04:17 AM | |
Story is good man, go on before someone gets in coma out of pain
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Jul 14, 2001, 03:10 PM | |
Que Passa!!!!
"Please! Sarah! Don't blow up!" -Ed Ed, Edd, and Eddy. (Don't worry, I'm on a roll here- I'll continue before anyone explodes, implodes, falls into a coma, or has their first born eaten by a giant superbeatle from a parallel universe. Heck, I already got half of it done- the Devan half, not the Jazz and friends half.) /\ ![]() _________________ "I seem to be the vary personafication of the rage to live- hit me, dunk me, insult me, I'll still hang in there. -I wonder why." -Howard the Duck (RIP William Hanna) |
Jul 15, 2001, 12:31 PM | |
*Explodes into a giant superbeatle eating first born in comas of impldoded parallel universes*
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Jul 16, 2001, 04:38 PM | |
Well, Grath, how does it feel to implode?
(Hurry, Batty. ![]()
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Jul 16, 2001, 06:14 PM | |
Que Passa!!!!
Jeeze, Looks like everyone imploaded. Too bad- guess no one is left to read; Chapter 8 One Heck-of-a Fight, and One Heck-of-a Fright or The Jackrabbits VS. Das Uber Lizard (Rocky and Bullwinkle, eat your hearts out.) "Aw, man..." Devan ran over to the edge and watched as the yellow dot that was his loyal sidekick got smaller and smaller and disappeared. "Well, you know what they say: 'no use crying over killed cohorts'." Devan walked back to his desk, picked up the phone, and hit the number on the speed dial right between 'Fire' and 'Mom'. "It's just a shame the rock went too..." "Rrrringg... Rrringg... Hello, 'Evil Villains' Nameless Sidekicks R Us'- 'If you need a lackey, give us a cracky'. Steve here, you want to take advantage of our two-for-one toady special? Twice the toadies means twice the terror- not to mention twice the time it takes a superhero to total them while you take off..." "Look, can the sales pitch, Steve. I'm looking for a replacement for a sidekick who just bit the big one. I'm looking for something along the lines of the stupid loyal right-hand-person category, preferably reptilian... And I have a 'Frequent Fiend's club card' so if there's any discounts..." "Hey, Boss. I got the rock." "...Not now, I'm busy- HUH?!?" Devan turned to the sound of the voice, but no one was there.'Hmm, could have sworn I heard his voice.' thought Devan to himself. Steve brought him back to business. "Well, if your really keen on reptiloids, I got a couple of really cute baby Salamanders looking for a home." "I really don't think so- too high mantenece. Besides, I don't have anything like a fire pit..." "Look, Boss. I also got the cocoa. Didn't even spill- How bout that." "What the..." Devan turned around and briefly caught a glance at his old familiar sidekick- before he fell again. "Hold on, Steve. I think I'm going to have to call you back. I'll keep that two-for-one sale in mind, though..." The utterly confused turtle put the phone back on the hook and carefully walked to the edge. There was a very faint, almost undetectable >Boioioioing< noise and he saw a small yellow dot growing larger and larger. "Hey Boss; whatcha looking at?" Devan's lower jaw nearly dropped. "But... you... how... what..." The lizard fell again. Smaller, smaller >Boioioioing< Larger, larger. 'Oh my GOD!!! HE'S BOUNCING!' Meanwhile, down on Terra Ferma, when we last left our anthropomorphic rabbit friends, they were up to their poopy pants in trouble; "Haw haw!!! Ya dumb bunnies ain't gotta chance." Said one of the thousands of guards. "Hey, Jazz.- What was that thing you always used to say?" "Um... 'When in doubt; Shoot'?" "Yeah- That was the one." Jazz and Lori pulled out their usual guns. Eva pulled out a VERY cool-looking red one that Jazz had given her a while ago as a birthday gift (He's quite the romantic, aint he?- Never forgets a birthday, and while it may not be the kind of gift that keeps on giving, it IS the gift that keeps on letting 'em have it.) Spaz, however, who had a slightly harder time finding his, pulled out, not one- but two guns; one was his usual green one, but the other was bulky, and odd looking, and had a dial on the side with the names of birds on it- The Rubber Poltry Gun. With a battlecry of "SUCK SWANS, YOU COLD-BLOODED NO-GOOD-NIC NEVER-DO-WELLS" (Which, by the way, caused his companions to look at him like he suddenly sprouted a third ear.) Spaz pulled the triggers of BOTH guns, fireing a large volly of the rubber afformentioned waterfowls, as well as the usual red hot electric death into the front ranks of the army. The others were rather stunned for a second, before joining in the battle, but by that time, Spaz had already taken off running- clearing a trail with flying rubber poultry, and roasting everyone on either sides of the trail, and all the time laughing the laugh of the truly carefree- if not entirely insane- but then, it's kind of hard to tell with a rabbit who has one eye that's permanently larger then the other. (5 minutes later, in the elevator leading up to Devan's lab observation deck.) "That was a pretty cool action sequence, Spaz" "Yeah! How'd you learn to knock someone out with birds?" "Where'd you get that gun? Can I borrow it sometime?" "I'll tell you all later." said Spaz. "Right now all I wanna do is get my rock back and go home." "I still don't see why we can't just go home right now- WITHOUT the rock." grumbled Lori. Then finally, there was a loud >Ding< sound, and the doors opened. And there was Devan. "Well, well. Fancy meeting YOU here." he said with mock terror. All four of them shot directly at Devan at the same time- however, all four shots went directly through him without any damage at all. "Geeze, I should THINK you would know better then to do something like THAT by now. I'm currently just a hologram- I just wanted to give you a little goodbye, while I sort out the plans for my reign of Carrotus." the hologram Devan reached into his shell and pulled out a huge, rather messy-looking parchment of paper. It looked like a lot of stuff had been written, crossed-out, and erased on it, and it had more then a few doodles of a stick-figure rabbit wearing a bandana being kicked in the neather reigons by a stick-figure turtle wearing a king's robe, a crown, and a large pair of glasses. "Let's see here: First; there will be a large statue of yours truly in every city that every citizen must praise three times daily or risk punishment by public flogging. Second; everyone must pay a 5 dollar tax on all really tasty candies, or risk punishment by public flogging. Third; all toilets will be green and have stupid red bandanas on top of the tank. Fourth; 6 PM curfew for all mammals- Any mammals caught outside after 6 PM must be on official buisiness or risk punishment by public flog-" "-Come on, Dev." Jazz said, partially trying to reason with his foe, but mostly wanting to shut him up. "We found out, and by now you must know it as well- that rock can't give you superpowers just like that: You have to have the right kind of zany personality- And YOU'RE (Pardon me for laughing) just far too logical to use it." Spaz heard this, and realised for the first time what Devan wanted his rock for. Spaz didn't really consider it's ability to bistow superpowers- it was just one of the only momento's from his victory on Bozok. "Hmm... Good point!" said Devan, sarcastically. "Still, your wrong in saying I can't use it at all- just not directly..." "Not directly? How many other ways exactly are there to use it?" Suddenly, a booming voice sounded. "HELLO THERE, BUNNIES!". All four of them turned around- -and instantly met with the killer giant eyeballs that ate Cleveland. - Course, the real bad part was that they were surrounded by a yellow reptilian face... To be continued... in chapter 9: The Colossal Man-iac |
Jul 16, 2001, 10:20 PM | |
YOU PROMISED US A FIGHT! I UN-IMPLODED FOR THIS?!?!?
Errr, I mean good chapter. Pay no attention to the first line. |
Jul 18, 2001, 03:53 PM | ||
Hey yeah, the chapter name was wrong. But the chapter was excellent as usual,
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Jul 18, 2001, 07:15 PM | |
Que Passa!!!!
Well, to tell you the truth, I had intended for a fight- I mean, I like coming up with fight ideas. Unfortunatly, I learned too late when I tried writing this something about me I never knew before: While I can visualise and draw a rather decent fight scene(Mostly onesided fights where the little guy knocks the stuffing outta the big guy.), I can't seem to put it into words. Unfortunatly, when I found this out, I had already named the chapter. Sorry about the slight lack of action, but I hope the story is still good even without it. _________________ "I seem to be the vary personafication of the rage to live- hit me, dunk me, insult me, I'll still hang in there. -I wonder why." -Howard the Duck (RIP William Hanna) |
Jul 20, 2001, 01:16 PM | |
It is!
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Jun 9, 2002, 05:43 PM | |
Oh. Yes.
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Jun 16, 2002, 05:10 PM | |
woowoo! Eva's made of cheese! *falls sideways*
btw, the holes in Swiss cheese aren't called holes. If you did call them that in Switzerland, you'd be laughed out of any cheese shop in the country. The holes are actually called "eyes." I read that somewhere. ^_^
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Jun 18, 2002, 05:31 PM | |
Imploderific!
*Ran dies* ...if you didn't get it, never mind.
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Character limits suck. >(. RABID CRAZINESS FOLLOWS. "I like driving an automatic, because I can do this." *revs engine* "You like driving a manual?" "What did I say?" "Automatic." "I like my... automatic, uh, arm... it changes the shift-gear on my, uh, manual." - 4IF vs Ken WT (un)masterpieces: Enter: Jack Flash System of Turbulence Profile count: disabled. Galbadia Hotel: your one-stop shop for all your VG music needs! |
Jun 25, 2002, 02:22 AM | |
Wow, that's implodic!
>SWOOOSHBOOOOM< *implodes* O.h, n.o.o.o.o.o.o!.! Gimme the next chapter or I'll NOT disimplode! Wait... but.. !? Who imploded me? *looks around ans smells something* Maaaan... >THWOOOSH< *warps away*
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