OOC: Ok here it is everyone, the long awaited sequal to battlecube! For more details on this RPG see the "Mr Z's and bloodstorms new collabarative rpg of doom" topic in the rpg discussion area.

IC:

It had been a long boring day for Lindquist von Spielberg, the ruler of territory C of the hypercube, a mysterious structure that existed between dimensions. He and the seven other surviving cube lords had been created by the cube to guard what slept in its depths. But not even he knew who its was that originally made it. But such questions didn't concern him right now. Although recently it had been a bit more boring then it was in the past he preferred this to the constant chaotic antics of his old nemises....no he shouldn't think about her now, she was in the past, vanished to parts unknown and now it was time to relax.

Lindquist von Spielberg sat down in a comfy chair next to a crackling fireplace, classical music playing in the background he took out one of his rare first editions. Suddenly a deafening explosion rocked his palace. A bit of ceiling fell onto the top of the discruntled lightning gods head ruining his slick hair style "What the devil was that?" He said standing up in alarm. He could hear the screams of his ten thousand wives in the other chambers as something horrible did battle with the guards outside.

Outside several hundred chimera dog warriors charged an unknown foe who had just melted through the walls surrounding his floating fortress. There were several more deafening explosions as dozens of huge dog warriors were sent flying through the air. No one could see what it was because of the field of white hot plasma surrounding its body which vaporized any chimeras that got close enough.

Lindquist Von Spielberg activated the all seeing eye that monitored all his castles activities. And spotted the intruder. As the flames of plasma died down he recognized who it was "NO! That's impossible! NOOOOO!!!!" his old enemy that had caused so many problems in the past was back! And worst she had taken a direct assault against his palace, he was confident he could probably beat her in a fight, but it would probably completely destroy his flying castle that he worked so hard to keep beautiful!

He grabbed his Lightning Slayer blade and was about to head out when the wall exploded. The siloet of a woman with two curving horns, jet black skin, a long metallic whip like tail and wings stood at the hole in the wall, her eyes glowing red in the twilight like coals. Shadow held a half dead bio sorceror gripped in her claws and tossed him at Spielbergs feet.

"You! I knew you would be back! I knew it! What is the meaning of this apalling display? If youve come for my kingdom you won't have it! I'll never hand it over to the likes of you!" he spat.

"Who wants your stupid kingdom! You know I hate politics! I just came by to have a talk with you about some stuff when your goons jumped me."

Flashback:

Shadow banged on the door "Hey Spielberg! Get out here! I got something to talk to you about!"

A small hole opened and a little man with a curly mustach dressed all in green poked his head out "No one gets in to see Spielberg, not no one , not know how!"

Shadow frowned and then punched the huge iron door knocking it off its hinges.

End flashback:

"So what exactly was so important to talk to me about, that you had to disturb me at this late hour and ruin a good portion of my castle?" A large vein was on his fore head.

"Well I was thinking of entering in that seventh year tournament for Thunderball, I got some cool ideas of what to wish for when I win. But when I was entering they said I needed to start in the dust bunnie leagues. I don't want that, most of the people in the dust bunnie leagues are weaklings, I want a real challenge, so hows about you just sign me up for the Blitzkrieg league right now. With me fighting for your territory you'll win for sure, see victory all around! And then we can have a pizza party and stuff, it'll be neato torpedo!" to emphasize the point shadow slammed her fist against the wall blasting a large hole in it and causing lindquist to shudder.

"Now see here Shadow, as much as I would like to enter you into the Blitzkrieg league and watch the more experienced players tear you apart, it's strictly forbiddon, I don't make these policies, these are laws that the seven territories agreed on, to go against that would cause me all sorts of problems." Lindquist shuddered at the thought of what would happen if Shadow of all people won the seventh year tournament. It would be nice if he were the leader, but he knew she would ask for something rediculously crazy. But then again, as powerful as she was she probably couldn't beat the likes of Toast. Yes this could be his chance to be rid of her once and for all. "But don't worry Shadow, with your power, I doubt youll stay in the lower ranks for long. Now if that's all, if you would kindly leave."

"Yeah sure....say you've got like 10,000 hot wives right...could I you know...."

"NO! Absolutly not! Now get OUUUT!!!!!!" Lindquist swung his lightning slayer causing a tremendous shockwave that blasted shadow clean out of his palace, but at the same time ripped apart half the palace. Shadow was gone now, but now he'd have to rebuild again, tomarow would be a long day!

Meanwhile:

"What right do you have to do this?" the metallic voice came from the vaguely humanoid robot known as Toast. The two slots on the top of his head glowed red with ki fire.

"Toast, you still have every right to quit, but as you know I too have a right. As ruler of my territory I have every right to do with it as I see fit. If you do quit, or if you lose to someone outside this territory, I will eradicate everyone in the village you were raised in. They are only elfen vermon afterall, their lucky I'm allowing them to live in my territory at all. The only reason I've kept them around as long as I have is because you seem to be quite fond of these organic bags of water and bone. But if you leave , I'll have no more reason to keep them around, understand." Toast reluctantly nodded.

"I thought you would which is why I extended your contract without asking you." the larger robot sitting in the thrown said to Toast.

"KlainXXX, does it mean that much for you to retain your power? Team Toast isn't the only decent team in this territory, even if I left you would still have a decent chance of winning. Why are you doing this?" Toast could feel it, KlainXXX one of the strongest of the cube lords was afraid of something, which was why he so desperatly wanted to keep him on his leash.

"That Toast is something your wrong about, even with you by my side I may lose yet. And now more then ever, that's something I cannot allow. Leave me now, I have many things to attend to." the larger robot had his guards escort Toast from his chambers.

"That bastard, I won't forgive him for this." Toast turned looking back at the room as he left. When he had first been activated he was discovered in a village of dark elves that lived on the outskirts of KlainXXX's territory. He learned and even improved upon their mothods of fighting developing his own style. There was still time before the next game though, he might as well pay his old home a visit before it began again.

On planet Earth

"Pan how could you tell the scientist to make this car for? Did you look at the thing blueprint before you handed it in? It weapons on it and and Tonya sussposed to be on punishment, so why did you even get her another car?." Trunks was saying.

"I already told you I didn't do anything for her Trunks." Pan retorted as Tonya slipped out of the room.

Tonya moved quickly but silently outside and creeped towards her black Gangstas Paridice. Tonya got in, seat in the drivers seat and took a deep breath. She started the egine and immeadatly gunned it. Tonya quickly hit the convort button on the dashboard and Gangstas Paridise started turning into boxy jet just as Trunks came threw the front door. He would catch her instanly unless... Tonya glanced over to the shift and stared at the red button on it...

Flashback

"So son how fast could this baby roll yo?" Tony said marveling at her new toy.

"Well... it the speeds aren't impressive seeing how fast you can move on your own." The scientist said with a shrug. "Its as fast as the fastest car availble and almost as fast as the lastest jets. It moves faster than any other submarine vechile in water."

"Thats it dog? You didn't hook a brother up withz an overdrive or sum'n. Man youz straight lame. You coulds builds space crafts an shit but youz gives a player this?" Tony said pointing to the car like it was juicy poo.

"Well... it does have all the other modifications you wanted. You know, the hydrolics and even the weapons... but don't tell your parents you got this from me." the scientist said with a gulp.

"Manz don't worry about that homie. Yous know we cool. A dog whats that thur!" Tony said pointing to a red button on the shift.

"Oh... uhh... it nothing... its incomplete... don't touch it. Give me another day." The scientist said alittle worrid.

"Tony knew you were nots a hater! It makes the car go faster a homie? Thanks for the ride dude. Peace!" Tony said getting in the car and driving off.

End Flashback

"Ride or Die baby!" Tonya said as she pressed the red button.

Imeadately Gansta Paridise flew at incredible speeds. Tonya looked in her rearview mirrior to see that Trunks stopped chaseing her. Suddenly the car started heating up insanely as the car traveld out of Earths atmosphere. The cars climate control kicked in.

"Oh shit!" Tonya said using her normal girl voice as she turned her whole body to see the Earth flying away from her.

Somthin on the dashboard exploded and Tonya looked down to see the speedometer broke. She put her hands where the wheel should have been and saw a key board.

"You forgot to set cooridence. Please enter them now." a female computerized voice said.

Thinking fast she typed in home. "Unknown. Please put in cooridenates" She typed in Earth. "Unknown. Please enter coordenates" Tonya's face grew even paler as a wormhole opened before her and Ganstas Paridice flew right into it. Blinding light filled the car as it traveled threw the wormhole. A minute latter Gansta Pardice was desending on what appeared to be a huge Las Vegas. Tonya slammed onto the breaks, that previsouly did not seem to function. Gangsta started to slowed quickly causing Tonya to bang her head on the reapearing wheel. Unphased she took hold of wheel and made a pretty decent landing besides flying threw on building... the building did not fall tho. The Gansta convorted back into a car as Tonya drove quickly away from the building she just broke threw. Tonya noticed that the people here came in all shapes and sizes... even human and she pulled up next to one.

"Uh excuse me." Tonya said in her girl voice.

The person looked over at her "Huh?"

Tony cleared his throat and retrived his boyish voice "Uh... do u know what... planet I'm on... or where I am... no what time is it... I mean uh... is this Earth?" This had to be Earth in the future... Her dad traveled trew time before.

The person looked at him like he was crazy. Tony sighed and leaned back in his chair. He needed a drink and to his left was somthing better. A nightclub with dancers... While if this guy doesn't give her answears mines while go in. What stays in Vegas... where ever he was... stays... where ever he's at.

Press Here

"What the hells that, oh yeah the door bell" Sparky turned off the shower and dried himself off as he headed for the door, cloth's uncannily appearing on him seemingly just formed by his skin as he walked into the front office and sat at a desk.

The office was a fairly large sqaure shaped room with the shower room off to the right of the desk with the entrance from the outside in front of it, and another room to the left. The door open and what looked like a nice sitting room. Big TV on the main wall, stands round the room holding some vases, pictures/paintings around the wall. Large couch, nice table in front of it, sword on a stand on the table beside a bottle and glass of tequila. The couch was so big the person probaly sitting in it was obscured, "Who's that?"

"Customer" called Sparky, "What ya watching"

"Simpsons" came the reply from the sitting room.

"Good choice" mused Sparky and he turned to the thing or things that walked in, "What can I help you for?"

The thing or things rather must have been demons, they were dripping goop all over the floor and most had more than six appendages including tentacles, the fact they were either black or bloodred also counted but Sparky figured it was the mandibles and multiple mouth's with spinning rows of teeth that clinched it, looked familiar somehow. "You killed my family!!!"

It went to swing an arm for him but suddenly halted as the voice sounded from the sitting room again "Fight?"

"Yeah" was the reply.

"Shut the door"

"Ok" The door telekineticly swung shut and Sparky turned back the demon, "Ok, you were saying"

"You killed my family!!!" it was about to swing again when Sparky said, "When?"

"What?"

"I said when, if your gonna accuse me of killing your fmaily, tell me where and when?. I ain't some phycho that goes around killing family's you know"

"Well, it was a job you were on, in Territory E. We were gonna eat some women"

"Why?"

"Huh, oh her family owed us and they couldn't pay up so we took her instead"

"Ok Lemme check" he swung round in the chair two a two draw filing cabinet and pulle dit open, inside the folders seemed to rove back and slid up themselves until they stopped an one popped up, he lifted it out and opened it up on the desk, "Oh yeah, they didn't have enough to pay you but I was heading there anyway that day so they passed me some little cash and I picked her up. Yeah I think I did kill your family"

"You killed my brother"

"He tried to stop me taking her and threatened me with death"

"You killed my other brother"

Sparky waved it off, "He tried to stab me in the back"

"You killed my Dad"

"He tried to take vengeance on me for killing your brothers"

"You killed my Mum"

"She threw a hot kettle at me"

"You killed my sister"

At this Sparky shock his head, "She came onto me" he shivered at the thought.

"Bastard!" The demon swung for him and he ducked out the way before leaping forward and punching him.......

Other Room......

"Shut up" came the voice as it tried to watch Simpsons. Suddenly the door smashed open and a demon flew through knocking over the couch and breaking the table spilling the stuff on it to hte floor, "Watch it"

The demon looked but didn't see anyone, he got up and smashed the sitting room as he walked turned and saw a sword and bottle of tequila and smashed it with his foot in frustration

"My Tequila!!!" suddenly sounded the sword as the thing watched the two blades reverberate the sound seemingly coming from there and then abruptly spin and fly at him, "Chupacaya!!!!"

Office.....

The fist zoomed forward and smacked another in the face this time breaking it's kneck as it hit the wall and knocked his radio over and switched it on where Tutti Fruitti was playing Awab baba Lobam labab babom Tutti fruitti!!!!

Sparky turned stepping over three bodies to the sitting room, it was a mess worse than the office, blood was sprayed everyhwere. Hell have no fury like a man with a spilled drink...........

Sparky rubbed his nose "It's a good thing this place is self cleaning" and he went to leave.

"One more thing"

Sparky turned back, "What?

"We need more tequila"

OOC: For those who didn't see it , I also edited Mr Z's new DF into the same post D.J's DF is in.

IC:

It had been three years ago when shadow , D.J and the crab had all mysteriously vanished. Right before they had left Shadow had tried to drag Plutonium Kiwi into some sort of crazy scheme to enter the thunderball games. Fortunatly she had vanished until about a week ago. He had hoped she had forgotten about the crazy idea, but it would seem that things werent going in his favor.

The door blasted open splintering to bits, as shadow tended to open the door like this whenever she got excited about something, fortunatly it was self repairing so it didn't concern him too much. "Hey Kiwi guess what!"

"NO!"

"I haven't said anything yet!"

"Your going to try to drag me into that crazy idea of yours to start a thunderball team. I said no three years ago and I'm saying it again now." Kiwi said flipping on the TV doing his best to ignore her.

"Yeah...but as good as I am, if were going up against the champ I'de kind of like to have at least four people...."

"It's good to see your not completely overconfident, you do realize what Thunderball is like, even the most skilled and powerful warriors often go in and never come back. Youve always wanted to know what happened to my face haven't you?" Kiwi motioned to the seemingly organic mask patterened to a smiley face that covered all but one red eye. "This happened to me in Thunderball, I used to have a team along time ago."

"Wow, I didn't know that, what was your teams name? Maybe I heard of them."

"Their name doesn't concern you. I put my thunderball days behind me a long time ago, playing in thunderball is far more dangerous then being a mercenery like we are now. Not just the games, when your good, the enemy teams send assassins after you. Your always looking over your shoulder wondering if this day will be the last one you get to see the sun rise."

"Maybe, but if we win , the cube lords will have to grant each of us a wish. I know just what I'll ask them for."

"I don't wanna know, I put those days behind me. Shadow your a pain in the ass sometimes, but I don't want to see you get killed in those games or ruined like I was."

"That's nice of you to say, but that won't be enough to convince me. You can sit here and mope around like Achilles in his tent hiding from your past! You with your comfy chair and your nice warm pizza!" Shadow took a few pieces and ate them before continuing.

"But I'm going to win and I'll make a wish that'll make those bastards regret the day my team came on the field." Shadow said as she turned to leave.

Plutonium Kiwi shook his head as she left, he couldn't stop her but maybe he could keep her from getting herself killed like most of his former team.

"Whose Achilles?" D.J asked as they walked away.

"He's that guy from the Illiad, you know? Homer?" D.J just gave her a blank look. "Man do I have to explain everything? Read a book!"

"But I always eat the pages before I can finish reading it." Shadow pointed her index finger at D.J and started blasting thunderbolts at him.

Later:

Shadow , D.J and the crab walked into the team registration area for the thunderball teams in Territory C. D.J and the crab sat in a corner, in crayon both of them were trying to draw out a team flag. "The radioactive razor weasels" of course it was all mispelled and barely legible. Shadow guessed that the idea behind this was it would only make the shame of any teams that dared stand against them worse, that they were beaten by a team that couldn't spell right and drew in crayon! Either that or D.J and the crab just sucked at making team flags which was more likely.

"Awww....come on you guys, let me make it, we can shame the other teams later, right now we need to find another player and your crayon isn't helping!"

"But I like crayon!"

"Me too!" the crab chirped as it began to eat several boxes of crayola crayons.

D.J waved the flag around dancing "Join our team! Join our team!" he shouted at several people heading into the team registration building. All of them acted like he was some maniac in the street walking away quickly trying noit to look him in the eye.

"Get a job you bums!" someone said throwing a few cans at D.J and shadow. Shadow raised one hand in the direction the cans came from and several lightning bolts shot out of it.

The man Tony was trying to get info from just started walking away from him. "Get jourself back here you dumb azz busta" Tony shouted out the window. "Shiiiit." Tony whispered to himself. "Tony... maybe they don't speak your language... yo wheres the manual to this junk man daammmn." Tony said in frustration and reached in the clove compartment for the manual.

Tony opened to the table of context. "Hyperspace-Dimensional-Time Engine" He read aloud. "Damn f'ing scientist be tripping man. Why the F they put this shit in my wheels. Mother F'er dun traveled threw mother F'ing deep space, then into another Mother F'ing other dimension before traveling in god damn time. Nigga never getting back to his crib now! Shit!” Tony turned to the page to see how he was supposed to set the coordinates for the stupid thing to take him back home. But she didn’t understand it… she new what X,Y,Z meant, she had math course. T must of meant time… D must of meant dimension? But there was more to it than that. “Lets go gets that drink a Tony?”

Tony drove GP over to what appeared to be a nightclub with dancers. He parked GP and set the alarm. Tony popped his collar “Lets do this pimp’n”. He strode over and got in line to get in the club. Tony noted that the beings did indeed speak his language. And alot of them were talking about Thunder Ball, must of been a game or somthing. But when he heard about the winners getting to make a wish, Tonys intrest peeked. But before he could here more he was at the front of the line. There was a big cyborg bouncer there and they guy who took the money. Tony took out a 20 and handed it to the guy and tried to step past. The bouncer grabed Tonys hood and yanked him back.

"What is this supposed to be." The smaller guy said and balled up the money and threw it at Tonys face.

"Oh yeah... my badz dude" Tony said realizing his currency meant nothing here. "Maaannn getz jour hand off me before I breaks it off." Tony said getting irrataited

"Carefull punk. My buddy here thinking about entering the Thunder Ball games and could mop the floor with you." the small guy laughed.
It wasn't Tonys stlye to start a fight, but after recent events, he needed a face to pound.

"Iz thats so." Tony said smacking away the cyborges hand. "You feel like try'n me homie?" Tony putting a hand on his hip and with the other told the cyborg to bring it.

The cyborge glanced at the smaller guy who shurged. "I hope you don't mess up your nails"

Tony looked down at his hands and seen his red painted nails. Shock filled Tony as he wondered were his gloves were, but none of that mattered as when the cyborg landed a haymaker on his temple. Tony was stumbling and about to fall but turned it into a cartwheel. Tony smirked as he faced his opponet, he was impressed that this guys punch even made her move. The cyborg on the other hand was stunned, he put all his might into that punch and Tony didn't have a mark to show for it.

"Why you." the cyborg shouted and charged.

He threw many punches that Tony dodged with ease. The cyborg paused for a momment trying to figure somthing. Tony laughed and delivered a sound kick to his midsection to double him over. Then kneed him in the chin to send him crashing to the wall. Tony walk over to him and bended down.

"Pfft. If bustas like jou going to be in somes Thunder Balls tournment I's will when that thing for sure. Ya heard? Tells me where I needz to be at to sign up, okay son?" Tony said the last part slapping the cyborg in the face with her black gloves before putting them on.

Looks like she found a way out of this mess. When the tourney and make a wish to be back home.

Shadow had picked up D.J and the crab and taken them inside the registration building, they could always try to expand more on their team later. Several other people were there right now signing up ahead of her. One was a giant werewolf like creature with a huge sledge hammer style weapon. The others on his team seemed to be simialer creatures.

Shadow , D.J and the crab came up behind the werewolf creatures team. "Oooh...that's a nice hammer, you guys signing up too?"

He turned "Oh...check it out guys its those losers with the crayons from earlier!" the werewolf said, apprantly he had seen D.J and the crabs attempt to recruit further members.

"Hey! I'll have you know that we were just doing that so that when we win all the other teams will be shamed by the fact that they were beaten by a team whose flag is drawn in crayon, it's not because these two suck at drawing or anything like that, it was all part of my ingenious plan got it!" Shadow boasted but not doing her best to sound convincing.

All the werewolves burst out laughing "HAHAHAHA! Lady I'm going to be honest , if a couple of pipsqueeks like you go up agains our team, The Rabid Hell Hounds, your going to be nothing but chew toys you should quite now while you got the chance."

One of the hell hounds walked over and started growiling at D.J poking at his mask "Kitty! I like to poke kitties!" he said with stupid grin on his canine face.

One of the smaller hell hounds in back was looking at the three of them like he couldn't place where he'd seen them. "Hey boss, you know these three look kind of familiar."

"Hmmm...maybe you saw our poster? This isn't really a good picture of me though, I've been trying to get them to change it." Shadow held up wanted poster that had a picture of her picking her nose with the claw on her index finger.

"Holy shit! No way in hell a pipsqueek like you has such a big bounty!"

"Yeah, they raised it up to 30, 000, 000 credits after I filled spielbergs swiming pool full of pure dragon dookey, you should have seen the look on his face HAHAHA! But that wasn't all, I put a sound triggered bomb under wthe floor with a sack of itching powder and glue, he screamed when he saw his pool and it blew up all over him it was great!"

The smaller hound who had been poking D.J suddenly screamed, his arms and legs had all been cut off jets of blood shot from his severed limbs on the floor as he rolled around screaming.

"What the fuck did you do to Fido!" The large helhound held back the smaller one

"So you guys really are the ones in the bounty eh? We were going to enter thunderball to get rich, but we won't have to do that if we bring Spielberg your head!" He swung his sledge hammer at Shadow, a field of white hot plasma formed around her body vaporizing the hammer as soon as it made contact. The hell hounds all backed away and shadow reached behind her back pulling an even bigger hammer out of her utility fog cloud. She swung it at the leader of the hell hounds sending him flying through the wall with one blow. The other dogs all ran away seeing how easily she defeated their leader.

Shadow turned to the person who handled team registrations. "Hey there, sorry about the blood on the carpet, for some reason the places I go just seem to get messed up like this pretty funny huh?"

"Uhhh...yeah...so what's your team name?" D.J held up the flag he and the crab had drawn.

Later

"Stupid dust bunnie leagues...I guess it can't be helped, were going to have to trash all these weaker teams and work our way up through the ranks fast, the seventh year tournament is in three weeaks and only the 14 top ranking teams get to compete in that."

"Maybe we need some barbeque sauce..." the crab said

"Uhh...I don't think that'll help our situation too much."

"As if any kind of sauce would be able to save an inferior team like yours. HA-HA-HA-HA-HA." a voice that sounded like it was from a 1950's propaganda film said. Shadow turned to see a metallic box like object hovering in front of her. Behind it was a metal wedge shaped object, a cylander with many sharp curving blades running along its body, a robot with an ax, and lastly a floating robot with a sharp curving beak like blade.

Shadow furrowed her brow looking like she was trying very hard to remember something"Ahhh...I know you guys....your....those guys on that team from territory D....what was your name again?"

"We are team Advanced, the fact that your pathetic brain could barely comprehend that is proof of our supuriorty to your overly complex inferior design bio android! You and your legs..."

"Hey what about my legs?"

"Oh nothing, they amuse us, our team is advanced to the point where we don't need such rediculous looking things. That's why we come here every day to make fun of inferior teams like yourselves."

Two of the robots had trapped two of the retreating hellhounds that shadow had beat up earlier and had dressed them up in tight rubber pants, the two robots proceeded to somehow give them really bad wedgies that made their asses bleed even though they had no hands to give them wedgies with.

"Hey no one treats those losers like that except me!" Shadow hurled the large hammer at the giant cylindrical shaped robot with the blades causing him to fall over on the hell hounds he was bullying crushing them.

"Ooops...well never mind that,See this crayon flag!"

"Yes, it's quite fitting of your team. HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Mr Wedge, do you see this inferior example of spelling? Weasels does not have three E's, HA-Ha-Ha-Ha!"

"This is the flag of the team that will beat you! Foever more you'll be haunted by the fact that you were beaten by a team that draws in crayon with too many E's!"

"HA-HA-HA-Ha-HA-Ha!" all five of them began laughing in the same annoying voice that sounded like it came from a 1950's propaganda film the five of them proceeded to float away.

"Yes laugh now! Laugh while you think there's something to laugh about...bit will be laughing when....there isn't anything to laugh about anymore.....I didn't think so!"

"Uhh..." D.J tugged on Shadows arm.

"What?"

"Their gone." The five robots had floated away in the middle of shadows rant, a large crowed had formed around her staring at them.

"You want some of this too?" Shadow picked up the huge hammer scaring everyone away.

"I see your still acting as impulsively as ever." a familiar voice said as Plutonium Kiwi walked over to them.

"N-No I'm not! Your imagining things!"

"That team you just tried to pick a fight with was the highest ranking team in the meat grinder league, the only reason why they haven't gone on to the Blitzkrieg league is because they enjoy bullying the weaker teams. He's not in the games for the wish, he's in it because he enjoys the violence and carnage of the games. That obnoxious Mr. Box, he's been known to challenge teams to fights simply because he thinks their legs look stupid, he'll probably challenge you now that you've insulted him."

"Well if he does, he'll be sorry he messed with the radioactive razor weasels!"

"With barbeque sauce!" the crab chimed in.

"Well I really don't want to do this, but otherwise you three are going to end up getting killed and I'll be without any help in our mercenery missions so I guess I'll help you out." Plutonium Kiwi said in a way that sounded like this was something he really didn't want to do.

"Awab baba Lobam labab babom Tutti fruitti.....got that damn song stuck in my head now" mused Sparky as he headed from the more isolated area where his place was to the central bit of the Interdimensional Shopping district, he had to pick up some more Blanco Tequila and some Carling.

He could get there in barely a second or so with his speed but he fancied the walk, reaching into his pocket he took out a hip flask and opened it taking a swig of the Irn Bru in it but unlike most hip flasks this one never ran out of what was in it. The trouble he went through to get it he hadn't realised it at the time but it was still a sweet peice of property in his opinion.

As he got into town he changed his face to something else, while he'd been in the interdimensional shopping district for a good while now he still got annoyed with the whole 'Person that Killed Loki' thing when some people saw him, that and there was the thing with the constant assasins. Some people didn't like the fact there was a person that could kill a god just walking around, sure he could kill them when they attacked but he prefered to just avoid them since after three years it gets boring after a while.
He walked into a liquer store and headed for the back, technicly most customers were only allowed what was on display but the owner was decent enough and Sparky paid good so when the store was empty he dropped the guise and waved from the back before moving in the store room and telekineticly picked up a couple crates of Blanco Tequila and Carling and walked out with them floating behind him and up to the cashier, "That sword out of tequila again?"

"Yeah, his last bottle got smashed" said Sparky as he passed over a couple bills which included paying for the news paper he picked up

The cashier winced as he passed back the bills, "Who did it"

"Just some guys causing trouble little bit earliar, he messed the place up bad when he killed him though, blood was everywhere" he said shaking his head, "Anyway see ya"

He walked out with the crates behind him and was halfway up the street when it happened.

Someone had been watching him from a ingrove at a building edge and walked out when he passed "Hold it........"

Not again, he forgot to put his disguise back up. He turned round, "Ok, look I'm not in the mood, already had an attempt on my life a little bt ago, how about you come back in an hour or so"

"You don't remember me but when we fought two years ago you blew off my leg and crippled my right arm, but I've spent those last two tears training my left arm and now my lefts as strong as my right was. Back then it was business, bit it's personel" said the figure as he turned his right side where the arm was tied tight to his body and and held a fist to sparky covered in scars from severe and intense training.

Sparky placed te crates down at a fair distance to the side jsut incase, "I remember now, I let you life with some of your dignity left even, but you'll really regret it this time. As for that leg, you seem to be walking around pretty well considering I blew it off"

The figure ripped his left trouser leg off to show a kind of exoskeleton armour plated limb, "I had to see a lot of people, doctors, cyber-surgens, sorcerors before I could get soemthing I thought could stand against you. Don't think you'll walk away from this time" He punched his fist forward in teh air where he stood, "This time your in big trouble!!!"

The man shoot forward with a punch and Sparky knocked it aside while he brought his exoskeleton leg up a blue burning flame encassing it and the ex BattleCube Competitor caught it in his hands after dropping the newspaper, the flame burning his flesh slightly, "I guess you did see a lot of people to get this thing......But it Still won't help you!!!"

He kicked out his battle aura flaring up delivering a kick to the keecap with his fist of the north star technique causing the flesh round the leg bones to burst and stamped down on the shin snapping and then planted his foot longways across the uper leg shattering the femur to bits. As he went down Sparky reached out catching his left arm and broke the wrist up before striking it again and pushing it against his own arm where it snapped up once more and then twisted it round breaking it along the bone and flipping him over onto the ground. The man tried crawling backwards to get away.

Sparky walked over to him, "You better spend the next two years training that leg of yours. Then come challange me again, if you think you still have the spare body parts to risk......" He picked up the paper and walked off as he telekineticly picked up the crates and carried on his way, something in the paper catching his interest. The Seventh Year Thunderball games were starting soon and there was a current list of the major teams and some of they're team members, obviously Toast was at the top.

Elsewhere...........

The women ran as something chased her down in the alleyway, she was the last of the all cat girl performance band, on they're way from leaving the club something had attacked them out of nowhere and killed everyone else, she had ran for it.

She hit a dead end and turned as she heard it, sniffing as if looking for a scent trail and then a howl as it rounded the corner, "Please, don't hurt me. I never did anything!!!"

The figures tail whipped round where it caught it in it's clawed hands and held it like a rifle before cocking it like a shotgun and then fired letting lose an almost infinite and seemingly never ending torrent of bullets, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

OOC: Yay, my first post. I'll put Datafiles up tomorrow, I want to do some revisions and shit to them first.
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IC:

Some Months Ago

Riven wasn’t sure how much time had past, his nanites kept track of time yes but he had preoccupied his mind with more important things. He was glad he had acquired the T1000 nanites when he was in the Terminator Zone, or else he would be well and truly dead. He had to focus all his control over his remaining bunch of nanites, commanding them to find suitable material, assimilating it and then multiplying.

He had had no contact with anything else other then a few computer systems, but that had weakened his control on some of his nanites and so he had broken off that quickly and went back to work.

He knew he was no longer in the place where he had fought Dark Fang. In fact he was pretty sure the bunch of nanites that remained had fallen off his body not long after first entering the Bubblegum Crisis zone, from which he managed to gather some great material. He was already almost at 85% of mass nanites, once he got to 100% he’d be able to recreate his body easily

::Elsewhere::

Present

Zeptha had a bored look on his face as he walked across the barren waste land, his cloak of nanites flapping wildly in the dry wind. If it wasn’t for the fact that he didn’t get tired like a human, he would have yawned.

He pointed his hand to the side as he was walking and it morphed into a cannon. He fired the plasma blast across the deserted and blew apart the Predator hunter squad that had been following him from – what they had considered – a safe distance.

“The real thing is such a disappointment” he sighed, then his other hand morphed into a cannon and he fired a blast off to the other side, destroying the xenomorph drones following him. “Even more disappointing…”

Fed up with the slow pace of walking, he lifted into the air, jet like wings sprouting out and down his back as he propelled himself forward.

Three years and Predators and Xenomorphs were still popping up every few months, obvious an alien queen was still alive some where and the Predators were more resourceful then he had anticipated. He had destroyed all their ships, they were incapable of flying leaving the Predators stranded, which wasn’t a bad thing, except that they all had their bombs.

“I think you got the better part of the deal Riven” he said to himself.

Half an hour later Zeptha landed within the walled city that all the remaining humans live in. There wasn’t many human’s left anymore, most had fallen within the first week of the Predator invasion, most being killed by the Preds, the others though had the unfortunate pleasure of being killed by the Xeno’s.

“Zeptha! Zeptha! Zeptha!” he turned around just in time to be tackled to the ground.

“GAH!!” he cried out in alarm as he slammed into the ground. He sat up a little and stared down at the young girl with her arms tightly around his waist. “Calar, how many times have I told you not to tackle me?”

The young girl looked up at him wide, happy eyes and said in a voice that sounded way to young to be her own. “But I missed you!!”

Zeptha sighed. “And I missed you too, now get off me.”

“Did you bring me anything?” Calar asked as she sat back, sitting on her ass with her knee’s bent back and leaning forward on her hands.

“No Calar, I didn’t bring you anything, except….” He stuck his hand inside himself and appeared to be rummaging around for something. A few seconds later he pulled out a silver hoop that looked kind of like the golden hoops from the Sonic the Hedgehog games. “This!”

Calar’s eye went even wider and joyful look even bigger and she grabbed the large silver ring and started rolling it back and forth between her hands. Zeptha something’s felt a little guilty using her innocence’s to get away with giving her otherwise junk as a gift. but, whatever made her happy and kept her out of his hair for the most part was worth it.

While her attention was still focused on the silver ring, Zeptha made a quick get away and went straight for the main complex. There he went to report the stuff he had learnt while out on his mission to find the Alien Queen – which obviously had turned up nothing.

“Riven, wakey, wakey” he said loudly as he entered the large circular room.

The large monitor came on in front of him, giving him a sour look. “I told you to stop calling me that, I’m not him, if you must call me something, then call me something else.”

“Ok, Bob it is” Zeptha replied.

“Forget it” Cyber Riven said irritably. “Listen, its time you left this Zone. Earlier to day, I felt Riven’s consciousness in one of the nanites he left behind. He’s alive Zeptha, and he needs your help.”

“Right” Zeptha said slowly. “You just want me to leave don’t you?”

“Yes, but that's beside the point!” the computer snapped at him. “The original Riven is alive, and your gonna have to go find him ok. From the consciousness I felt, I got a strange glimpse of something that looked like Boomer from Bubblegum Crisis. I think its important that you hurry too, take Calar with you too.”

“Your not joking?” Zeptha said seriously. “Alright, I can go torment him again, see yah later computer head.”

Without any hesitation Zeptha left, grabbing Calar on his way out and flew off into the distance, looking forward to meeting his brother again.

Thousands of bullets were unleased from the weapon completelty shredding everything in their pathway. The building the catgirl had been standing behind was completely destroyed almost in an instant. But oddly the catgirl found that her body hadn't been harmed. Someone was standing in front of her. It was a weird guy with a paper plate mask over his face with two eyeholes cut in it. He was holding out one hand, one that hand was a metal glove, several orbs on it were glowing green, somehow he'd blocked all the bullets with some sort of barrier. All that was left standing behind them was the spot of the wall on the building he was standing in front of.

"Who are you you?" the catgirl asked

"Hehe, time for me to make a flashy entrance , I'm the mystery man of ten thousand faces, my enemies call me...." He whipped out two huge japanese style fans unfolding both of them, on each fan a kanji was painted , one in blood and one in chocolate, they were the kanji for the words "Foreign" and "Devil".

"Uhhh...I can't read those..."

Both the fans vanished exploding into confety and green smoke. The man in the mask seemed a little annoyed his cool entraqnce had been ruined but that could wait until later because whatever it was that had just shot at her cocked its gun again and let loose with more bullets.

Meanwhile

"Hmmmm...our entrance game isn't scehdualed for another two days. This is no good, we need to find some teams and challenge them to a match." Shadow said looking at her schedual. A little while ago she had uploaded into her database all the teams in the dust bunnie league. A team in the dust bunnie league wasn't allowed to challenge a team from the higher ranks unless they got permission from their cube lord to do so or unless someone from the higher ranks challenged them first. But she could still challenge any team from the dust bunnie leagues to a game. Shadow leapt up onto the roof of a nearby building and began to scan the entire area. Then she spotted a target about 1.5 miles away.

Team scrunchy and team Spooptii were both drinking together at the same bar she had trashed the bounty hunter Scuba Steve at three years ago.

A little later

Teams Spooptii and Scrunchy apparantly were on freindly terms since both of them were drunk and laughing about who knows what together. Team Scrunchy was composed of what appeared to be giant ten foot tall oni like creatures, team Spooptii was composed of creatures that looked like freakish mutated Telitubbies, they really creeped shadow out. Scrunchy was ranked 22nd in the dust bunnies while Spooptii was ranked 13th.

Shadow walked into the bar carrying two buckets of paint. "All right you guys, I just got a team in thunderball and if I'm going to make it to the 7th year tournament , I need to kick your asses, so I'm challenging both of you to a game." both of them burst out laughing. "Hey I'm seriousi, and to show how serious I am I brought these two buckets of paint." Shadow tossed both buckets onto the largest oni covering him in paint. With a roar he stood up. "If you want revenge you guys can take it in the arena, while your at it tell all your freinds about this, the maximum number of teams allowed to compete at once is four, I would like it if you guys brought a fourth team. Afterall with three on one, what would our odds be?"

The huge oni didn't feel like waiting and swung a huge spiked club at her. Before it could hit Shadow stepped out of the way and it embedded in the floor. "Not fast enough, better bring that third team." Shadow said walking away from the furious giant oni.

In territory D

Toast was on his way to visit the dark elf village when he felt something following him. "Hmmm...looks like there's another one." this had been the second time this week.

About two miles away a robot was looking through a sniper rifle. This was a high powered positron gun capable of taking out a giant polyhedron with a drill. He wouldn't fail in his mission. He had flawlessly infiltrated territory D and his target was in sight. He pulled the trigger. A bolt of light erupted from the gun that shot towards toast. He could see through the scope that when it impacted there was an explosion of fire and smoke. But when that smoke cleared Toast still stood, his personal thunderball was held out directly in front of the path his beam had taken, ki energy whirled around it. Toast flipped into the air and kicked the ball sending it flying as fast as a high powered rail gun slug. Two miles away the assassin barely had time to move as the ball slammed into his body with enough speed and power to completely liquify the metal he was composed of. The ball kept on going blasting a 30 ft wide hole in the mountain behind him. Toast held out his hand, his ki energy still whirling around the ball it shot out from where it had embedded flying back to his open hand smoking slightly.

In territory C, Lindquist Von Spielberg was relaxing in his newly rebuilt mansion when suddenly a massive tremmor rocked it's very foundations. "Oh lord, not her again" Spielberg immediatly assumed the worst and prepared to fight Shadow yet again. But as he looked through out his home with the all seeing eye, shadow was no where to be found, even though there was more than enough property damage done to justify her pressance.

"What the blazes is going on here?" He growled to himself.. only to suddenly be hit in the head from behind by an old moldy loaf of french bread, and a girlish giggle eminated from behind him.

"Your gaurds wouldn't let me in, so I decided to convince them to let me play anyway" Kirstie amused herself by coloring on Speilberg's wall with a crayon.

"Imagine that... that's typically the reason people keep gaurds" Speilberg turned to face Kirstie, and his face went white when he saw the picture of himself making out with what looked to be Arnold Swatsineiger in drag from the movie junior. He quickly regained his composure and glared harsly at the little girl. "Your the one who's claimed Loki's territory, aren't you?"
Speilberg began to consider trying to appease Kirstie.. as she had immense holdings that could be used to further increase his wealth is he played his cards right. "If you had told me you were coming, I would have easily scedualed an apointment for you"

"Apointments are for poopyheads" She laughed. "Anyway.. I came to talk to you about the thunderball thingie.. I want in"

"You'll have to sign up for that like everyone else, Although I don't see why you'ld want to play.. they don't seem your style."

Kirstie hit him with another Loaf of old moldy sourdough. "No.. I want to join your little Cubelord club. I want to sponsor teams of my own in the games and do stuff like you guys.."

"Would you stop that?" Speilburg complained, picking crumbs out of his hair.

"Anyway.. I've got more than enough land to qualify me as a cube lord.. So how do I join.. do I just show up at your weekly card games and bring beer or something? Or is the innitiation more complex? Does it involved Blood transfer? Becuase I don't have any of that.. " To illustrate her point, Kirstie pulled one of her arms off at the shoulder, and instead of blood, what seemed like chocolate pudding spilled from the hole, leaving a large pile of delicious desert spreading over speilberg's floor.

"AUGH! I JUST FIXED THAT!" Speilburg began to pull his hair out.. even shadow wasn't ussually this obnoxious. "Anyway.. It's complicated.. and adding a new territory to the games would change so many things.. It'ld have to bring it up with the other cube lords.. it'ld require a vote.. Then something else, and yadayafa" he rambled on, Kirstie wasn't really paying much attention because she was bored of listening to this guy.

"How about I just so visit all of them and beat them up untill they agree to let me join?" Kirstie said, Leaping up and exicuting a devistating spin kick to Speilburg's face, the force of the blow was almost unlike anything he'ld felt before, and could fell his face buckle under the pressure.
"So.. Think I that would work, or would I have to take a pair of hedge trimmers to your genitals?" Kirstie made clipping motions with her hands, smirking deviously. "Then I'll let the nun turn you into a gym towel and trap you in the male's locker room and stuff! Just like in that one movie with the vampire"

"No! No! Not that" Speilberg cringed. "I'll talk with the other lords and see what I can do."

"Okie dokie.. I'll be back the same time tomarrow to see what's happened.

"Tomarrow? That's not enough time!" Speilberg blurted.

Kirstie ignored him and climbed into a nearby window and prepared to jump out. "And remember.. Clippy clippy" And with that, she was gone, alone with a huge hole in the side of his house.

Speilberg sighed, keeping his house pretty was getting to be more of a chore than it was worth.

In the six other territories, in each cube lords personal qurters what appeared to be a stone sphere in the middle of each room began to glow red and emit a shrill screeching noise which meant this was the most important level of communication that existed between the seven.

Lindquist von spielbergs face appeared in it as soon as each respective cube lord arrived to see what was going on.

"Spielberg, what is the meaning of this?" KlainXXX metallic voice grated out.

"Yes, we are curious to know why you desturbed us. If there isn't a good reason we won't take this lightly even if you are a fellow cube lord..." Mommy hissed out from beneath his decaying bandages.

"Aw don't be trippin, give the guy some room to breath." Ashylyxx said ignoring KlainXXX and Mommie anger at being desturbed.

"I need all of you to meet me here as soon as possible!"

"You haven't answered our question, whats this all about?" Wind of oblivion asked.

"The one that took over Loki's territory is here ...there's no time to explain, all of you get down here, she wants to ask us something and I don't want to think about what will happen if you make her wait!!"

The five original cube lords all looked quite suprised at this, Heino merely raised an eyebrow at this, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses. "How interesting. I will be there shortly." he said cutting off his signal abruptly leaving the remaining six.

Heino was aware of Kirsties presence in the cube and that she could present quite an obsticle to his plans if she learned of them. He wasn't powerful enough to beat her on his own, some of his more powerful siblings may be able to handle her, but it would only complicate matters if they got involved, it would be best if he carried out the assignment on his own. For now he had to keep up appearances so that no one discovered what he truly was and why he was here.

Later

All the cube lords had arrived at Spielbergs flying castle starting with Heino who was accompanied by a little girl who appeared to have cat ears and a long snake coming from her behind like the tail of the legendery chimera monster, she sat perched on his left shoulder. She had two long braids of silver colored hair coming from her head, each ended tied around a gold ring with spikes. She was dressed in something simialer to the outfit that Azumi wears in the last battle of the movie azumi, in other words like a koinichi from some japanese action flick but slightly more armored. Her armor was jade colored over her otherwise black clothing. Lastly she carried what appeared to be a large mushroom the size of an umbrella. Lindquist like most of the other cube lords hadn't had a whole lot of contact with Heino.

"Heino, who is this? Why are you bringing an outsider to such an important meeting?" Spielberg said a bit annoyed at the univited guest.

"This is Chihua, the second in command of my star team and my personal assistant."

"Ah yes, that cat girl whose a bio sorcerous...I heard a bit about her."

"I'm a Chihuahua, not a cat!" She waved the mushroom threateningly at Spielberg.

"Now, now settle down, were not here to fight afterall Chihua." Heino said with a creepy looking smile. Chihua settled down and began pouting, still sitting on the same shoulder of the creepy almost mechanical looking man.

Getting straight to the point Wind of Oblivion asked "The being that control Lokis territory, what is it she asks of us?" All nine of her tails were out, apparantly she was angry about being desturbed because she only brought out all nine tails either in battle or when she was really pissed about something.

"She wants to take part in the seventh year tournament. In other words she wants to be recognized as an eigth cube lord."

"This is absurd, why should we allow this?" KlainXXX asked.

Ashylyxx who had her feet up on the table looking a little disinterested said "Whatever, just make her a cube lord so I can go home...."

"You...." KlainXXX had grabbed his giant mace, Mommie looked like he was getting ready to pounce on Ashylyxx as well. Asylyxx afro began to move forming several blades, but she still looked rather disinterested.

Heino glanced over at Chihua who waved her mushroom around, a wall of trees erupted from the table just as KlainXX swung his weapon and Ashylyxx sent several hair blades sailing in his direction. Both attacks met the wall of trees with a sonic boom that shattered all the windows in the room, but aside from being slightly charred the trees were still standing.

"Those trees stood up to my attack..." KlainXXX thought to himself glancing over at Chihua who was still sitting on Heinos shoulder looking playful. "That girls no ordinary bio sorcerous, if she's only the second in command of her team and their leaders even stronger, even Toast may not be able to win." KlainXXX thought to himself.

"Now there's no use resorting to violence. What do you say we all vote for this democratically?" Heino said, the corners of his mouth going up in a slightly unnatural mechanical looking smile. "Since I'm new here , I'll abstain from voting and act as the tie breaker if there is one."

Lindquist, Ashylyxx and suprisingly KlainXXX all raised their hands. "Just as long as Heino doesn't win the tournament its ok, if there's an eigth lord the odds will be slightly better he'll lose." KlainXXX thought to himself.

"What a suprise, a tie, guess its up to me to break it." Heino raised his hand. KlainXXX brought his fist down on the table breaking it in two, that bastard had tricked him, what was he playing at?

"Lord KlainXXX you seem upset about something, you were in favor of the winning vote, why the tantrum?"

"That's none of your concern."

Meanwhile

Shadow and the others on her team had just received the box with their number bots, orignally this wasn't supposed to arrive for another two days , but it had been shipped ahead of schedual because of Shadows hasty challenge to the other three teams. Shadows number was -4, D.J's was 9009

"It's like poop but the p's all wrong!"

"Hey this is all wrong, one of them are missing." Shadow walked over to the delivery boy who was looking a little nervous."

"I never put an order for one because I still have mine." Plutonium Kiwi said taking out an old dusty # bot that displayed -777 , Shadow thought she heard of the player with that number somewhere before but couldn't place it. The crab was touching his number bot but it didnt seem to be displaying.

"So where's his number? Is his broken or something?" Shadow asked pointing to the crab who was eating something that looked like a kitchen sponge on the floor while continuing to tap his robot.

"Err...well...I think you should ask this guy. Until he beats him his bot will be key locked not to display" the delivery boy said motioning to someone who was standing next to his hover car. "Since I'm the person who handles numbers it's my duty to inform players when a newcomer wants their number. The number he asked for was already taken by him and he's not too keen on giving it up."

Standing next to the hover car was a strange guy who looked slightly elfen, strapped to his back was what appeared to be a huge box of pocky. "My name is Zorange, the man whose name rhymes with Orange and 44th ranked in the meat grinder leagues. I chose my number 01134 because if you hold it upside down it looks like its saying hello. Why do you want it?"

"Nachos....and because it looks like its saying hello..." the crab chirped.

"What? I'm the only one around here who gets to look like he's saying hello, I'm the hello master! If you want to be the hello master, you'll have to beat my mighty power pocky!" he pulled a giant chocolate covered stick from his box and twilred it around.

"Hey now you know the rules no fighting until you get in the arena." the delivery boy said getting in front of him.

"Alright, you got us a fight with somone in the meat grinder league! Good job!" Shadow gave a double thumbs up tot he crab.

"Well we might as well get this over with so that you'll have all the numbers for your fight tomarow, come along." he motioned to the crab who crawled towards him

"Will there be crayons? I like crayons!" the delivery boy shook his head feeling regret that such a nice looking crab was about to get pounded by the infamous Hello Master.

"Just pretend that pocky guy is made out of crayons and everything will be ok." Shadow said.

"I want crayons too! And cheeseburgers!" D.J said jumping up and down.

"You can have your cheeseburgers tomarow!"

"But I need them now or I'll explode!"

"Me too! Explode! Explode!" D.J and the crab started dancing around in front of shadow.

The delivery boy was confused, they didn't seem at all concerned for their team mate who looked much smaller and weaker then Zorange.

Later after shadow somehow got D.J and the crab out of explodey mode

The hover car pulled up in front of one of the smaller thunderball stadiums. Zorange stepped out of the car annoyed at the antics of D.J and the crab, he would enjoy showing this little upstart who the real Hello Master was.

OOC: I'm going to make a new section for NPC data files Zoranges DF will be posted there.

The crab was busy playing with his number bot by the time they arrived "Frisbee!!" He yelled and chucked it into the air, almost clobbering Zorange in the side of the face.

"Hey! Watch it! Wait untill your inside the areana" The delivery boy sighed. He still had 23 more similer deliverys to go.. he hated the influx of new people every tournament, and half of them never checked to see if the number they want is available..

The crab sang merrily as it scuttled into the area, looking around "I smell hamburgers"

Suddenly some strange half nakid guy with blue hair came running out of no where "ARE YOU ASKING FOR A CHALLENGE? PREPARE TO FACE MY DOUBLE DUECE!" The guy assumed a battle posision, but the Crab wrapped his tail around the guy's leg and slamed him into the ground over and over and over for a full minute before throwing him out of the arena. The crazy guy landed with a thud in a pile of garbage and muttered out "My stummy hurts" before passing out.

"We do the fighty bangbang now?" The crab grined, it's eyes sparkling with glee.

Zorange stepped into the arena and read off all the rules required for the exchange of numbers to take place, but the crab wasn't listening. It poked the inactive thunderball with it's tail to see what it was, then jumped ontop of it and began chewing happily. "FOOOD!"

Since this wasn't a scheduald match there was hardly anyone in the stadium, Shadow and D.J sat in one of the front rows along with the delivery guy. In one of the higher rows some strange fat dude with a monkey tail sat. He didn't really seem to be paying attention to what was going on below at all, he seemed to be preocupied stroking his tail. However despite there being hardly anyone being in the stadium there was an anouncer, and he looked suspiciously like the goofy british dude from robot wars.

"Alright everyone , are you ready for a right royal rumble?" cheers roared through the empty stadium in response.

"Where's that cheering coming from?" Shadow asked.

"Err...well there's been a rumor that this place is haunted by dead audience members who died when the sheilds failed last year, theyve been cursed to cheer on for beyond the grave ever since, pretty spooky huh?"

"Riiiiighhhht...."

"That's what I thought. Today we have a real treat, the man whose name Rhymes with Orange and self proclaimed Hello Master Zorange has returned to defend his title and number. But today he has a fearsome challenger by the name of..."

A little robot with a microphone flew down landing next to the crab holding out the mike

"I like cheese..." the crab said

"There you have it folks, Zorange and his fearsome challenger "I like Cheese" will be duking it out today! But before we begin lets have a word from our experts, who do you think will win?"

Another goofy british person and someone who looked like "The Splotch" from the Mysterious Mysteries episode of invader Zim both walked into the room.

British expert guy: Well Craig, weve seen a mixed bag from Zorange in the past. He has an impressive weapon and is an expert in all the dark elf combat arts, but he is prone to overconfidence and his sanity is dodgy at best. But against such a small opponent with no thunderball experience, I think unless something special happens victory for the Hello Master will be inevitable.

Splotch: Graaghhh sppool.lghhheeegghh... (the splotch then proceeds to pick his nose)


"Well there you have it, a very contreversial verdict from our experts, now if you want to see some carnage make some noise!" the nonexistant audience continued to roar with enthusiasm. Shadow looked around but still couldnt see anyone.

"THEN LET THE WARS BEGIN!" he said raising both arms

below in the stadium

"Hehe, how naive you are, to think that you would challenge the great Zorange for the title of Hello Master! I will show you the error of your impudence!" Zorange assumed a battle stance pulling out two giant pocky sticks. "Power Pocky extend!" the pocky shot out thirty feet long as he jumped in the air and swung downwards intending to bring it down on the crab who was still chewing the ball. There was a huge crash, the force of the kinetic energy sent the thunderball bouncing all over the stdium richoceting off the barriers eventually embedding in the ground smack dab in the middle of the stadium.

The robot dog bounded out into the stadium and gave an enthusiatic bark running over to where the ball was sniffing around.

"Heh, that'll teach him...what the hell?" the crab was on the end of Zoranges power Pocky munching on it. "Hey let go!" He drove the pocky downwards blasting a large hole in the ground. The crab shot up in the air avoiding getting smashed landing on top of his head. Zorange swung the power pocki up in attempt to hit the crab who jumped off his head again only to smash himself in the fore head.

"Your face is funny!" the crab chirped looking at the big giant bruise on Zoranges head.

"Impressive, it seems I underestimated you...as to be expected of a fellow conesiur of the word hello...."

The crab had no idea what the maniac was talking about and just blinked at him.

"Yes, the word hello, it sound more delicious then flan don't you agree, of course you do...you wish to partake of it as I have these years, behold the true glory of HELLO!" Zorange threw something at the ground and a smoke bomb exploded, when it cleared he was wearing a hello kittie costume.

"Uhoh the Hello Master is donning his famous victory costume, can he be anticipating victory already after such an pocky accident?" the commentators voice rang.

"I only show this costume premateurly to those who know the true path of Hello....Now prepare yourself!" His pocky grew to the size of a large tree and he was about to attack but the crab was gone.

"This taste yummy, like cheeeeeessee" The crab was on top of his head again and was eating his hello kitty costume.

"Gyah! My precious victory costume! Stop! Stoooop!" Without thinking he slammed the huge tree sized pocky down on his own fore head. The crab landed in front of him again.

Zorange stumbled around, his vision blurring from all the blows he'd taken to the head. "D...Damn you.....I won't yield that easily...." he leapt into the air and pulled out ten pocky sticks launching all of them downwards towards the crab each one grew to the size of a tree before impacting and exploding into a huge ball of fire. After filling the stadium full of craters he landed.

"Yes , there can only be one true Hello Master!"

"SMELLS LIKE DOOKYYYY!" the crabs voice chirped from the other end of the stadium, he had dug up the thunderball and was holding it in his tail, He hopped in the air flipping around and hit the ball with his tail sending it hurtling towards Zorange. Before he could remove another Pocky from his pack it impacted on him sending him flying into the force field. He fell downwards landing on top of a big red button that had the word "DON'T" written on it.

"Uhoh Zorange has triggered on of the stadiums Don't buttons! You all know what that means!"

The ground under Zorange exploded, thousands of metals spikes shot from either side of the arena piercing him like a pin cushion. Two of them ripped off his arms and one of them blew his leg clean off. Standing on one leg he began to hop towards the crab.

"You aint so tough...I'll show you the power of the hello master!" he stammered out getting on his remaining foot..

"Your thingys broken..." The crab pointed to his number bot which was cracked.

"No.....NOOOOOOOO!!!! THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!!! I'M THE TRUE HELLO MASTER!!!!" he began hopping towards the crab whose tail looped around his leg and chucked him across the stadium into the force field again. He fell down landing next to a hedge.

"The challenger wins! What an upset! And Zorange has landed next to the hedge of doom! You all know what that means!"

"Hedge! Hedge! Hedge!" the nonexistant audience began to chant.

The hedge began to move and a huge mouth full of fangs opened up "Damn you! I will get my revenge! You haven't seen the last of the Hello Master!" he shouted just as the huge hedge creature devoured him in one bite.

After further hours of deliberation, involving an unnessisary recount of the ballots by some guy named Steve, The 7 cube lords finnally reached a verdict over the issue at hand.

"So we're decided" Linquist spoke up. "That Kirstie is to be inducted as an 8th cube lord." The other six all nodded in agreement, although a few were much more hesitant than others.

"Unforunatly, Kirstie left me with no way to get in contact with her, but said she'ld come back tomarrow to see what's happened..." and at that point, he was cut off by a ringing sound inside one of his pockets.. Curious, he pulled out a pink plastic toy cellphone that he had never seen before, and Kirstie's voice came through the speaker.

"It's tomarrow allready!" She giggled.

"No it's not" Speilberg replied.

"Well, It's tomarrow somewhere" Kirstie shruged. "So am I in or what?"

Linquist looked at the other lords, for most of them this was the first time hearing Kirstie's voice, but they all nodded to tell him to proceade "Yes.. it took some deliberation, but we finnally agreed.. Your in.. I trust your familiar with the new guidelines you'll be expected to follow as a member of the cube lords?"

Kirstie noisily yawned "Yeah yeah.. Accually.. No.. What are they?" Mommy began to twitch in agitation at listening to this, when Kirstie began to laugh at something. "Bondage boy looks like he needs someone to change his daiper!.. I kinda wonder why he calls himself 'Mommy anyway.. Must be something Fruedian"
Speilberg blinked for a moment as Mommy tensed, obviously wanting to tear the phone into tiny bits.

"I'll contact you later to get the info I need.. someone let the Torrasque out of it's cage... The bug spiky cuty gets so confused in unfamiliar environments he can't help but lash out in frustration.." A huge reptilian cry erupted from the phone, followed by an explosion that sounded like it would cause untold millions in property damage. "Whoops! He just stepped all over my jigsaw puzzle.. Gotta run." And with that, the phone exploded in a shower of pink paint, covering most of the room in a neon pink color that seemed to glow with a life of it's own.

And Speilberg could feel the hate burning into him from the eyes of several of his peers. Mommy hissed at him as it began to try and whipe the color from his decaying bandages. "And you thought this was a good idea WHY?"

Meanwhile, Henio was silent, taking in everything he just heard and saw with eeriee precision.. wheels in his head allready turning to try and figure out how much Kirstie's involvement would change his plans.

Meanwhile---
The Crab emerged triumphantly from the Arena, having stopped only long enough to hop ontop of the robot dog and ride it around like a cowboy before the dog stepped on a don't button, blowing it to smithereens as the crab jumped away carelessly.

It looked up at the delivery boy with what could be interpreted as a smile in it's eyes. "That mean I get the number now? " The delivery boy sighed and activated the crab's number bot.

"My work here is done.. now if you'll excuse me.. I need to go do this again with some other people.. I hate this time of year" And with that, he drove off, eager to leave these crazies behind.

The crab giggled and held his numberbot upside down, and the 01134 looked like a 'hello' . So the crab immediatly started talking to it. "Hello there! Hi! Greetings, Hola, Konichiwa, Aloha" and proceaded to name of the word hello in several differant languages that neither DJ nor Shadow had any idea the crab new how to speak, and in some cases, had never heard themselves.

"I don't think it's going to answer you" Shadow commented.

"Maybe it's just shy?" The crab giggled. "We should give it a cookie to let it know it's welcomed!"

Golem4185 pounded his metallic feet as he climbed the stairs from the basement where he'd been happily charging for the last 16 hours. Normally his hulking frame was only consigned to the tiresome charger for four hours a day apart from one prolonged seesion weekly. Even before his visual receptors took in the carnage he just knew that some damn fool had knocked over the sword's booze.Why did this always happen when he was charging? Just once he'd like to be able to grab the idiot beforehand and avoid several hours of scraping large intestine and minor organs of the decor. By jimeny christmas he'd slap the next disgruntled fool into the next decade if he was up and about when they came to piss off the sword...

Zeptha stepped off the train, Calar by his side as he did.
He hoped this was the right zone.

"So why are we here again?" Calar asked as they walked out into the streets.

"To search and torment my brother" Zeptha replied with a straight face. He looked around at the buildings with a curious glance. "Kind of looks like a Bubblegum Crisis world. I guess I could try and talk with Riven."

Zeptha closed his eyes and tried to initiate the old connection between his nanites and Riven's. It didn’t take him long before he found one that was similar; he frowned as he felt around it with his mind.

<Riven is that you?> he asked calmly.

<........ Zeptha?> came a familiar voice.

<Hey it is you! Where are you? I can’t believe your still alive> Zeptha said quickly.

<I'm at the Silky Doll, I'll explain more when you get here> Riven told him and then cut off the connection.

Silky Doll

Zeptha stood outside the building staring at it calmly; Calar really wasn’t paying attention to anything. Some times Zeptha wondered if she even knew where she was half the time, it didn’t really appear to be something that was important to her though he realized once.

“Well, we may as well go in……” he shrugged.

Curiously they entered the building, which was quiet and it felt deserted, Zeptha’s scans only picked up no organic life sign readings and the only other inorganic life form in the whole building was Riven. Across the room a door suddenly opened up, revealing the elevator waiting for them.

A few minutes later the elevator reached the bottom and the two of them stepped out into the large room. Machinery was scattered everywhere, and a small explosion had opened a hole in the wall and created another entrance into the room next to it. Zeptha immediately felt uneasy, like something was ready to kill him or something, he wondered absently what had happened here.

“Stay on your toes and keep your eyes opened Calar” he told the girl.

“Ok” the girl said cheerily, and instantly raised herself up onto her toes and then made opened her eyes as far as humanly possible. Zeptha rolled his eyes and struggled not to smile at her misunderstanding of his meaning.

“Just be prepared” he said.

“In the next room Zeptha” came a voice over the radio system in the building.

Zeptha and Calar quickly went to the room with the hole in the wall and found the room to be pitch black. Three foot long blades formed out from Zeptha’s wrists, curving over his hands almost like a shield as he prepared himself. Using the assimilated scan sensors that had belonged to a predator, Zeptha observed the room through a variety of various visual and audio sensors.

But he saw nothing.

Out of the darkness something slammed into the side of his face and sent him flying to the side and slam into a wall. Calar gave a started cry and ran out of the room, hiding behind a bunch of broken equipment. Zeptha picked himself up off the ground and readied himself as best he could for a second attack.

Suddenly the lights in the room came on, Zeptha saw his attacker. He knew without a doubt that it was Riven, the color scheme was a dead give away, it was the new body that shocked him.

Riven’s new body retained some of its original design, but it had changed greatly. In fact most of his body now appeared to be some kind of sleek evil looking hardsuit. His head was also like a Hard Suit helmet, though a mass of black hair came out from the base of it. Suddenly the helmet seemed to melt away and revealed Riven’s, apparently human face.

“You hit like a little girl” Zeptha said.

“Why have you come here?” Riven asked, then glanced over to where Calar was hiding. “And who’s the brat?”

“Our sister” Zeptha shrugged. “She’s like me, created from my Cyberorganic material mixed with a batch of liquid metal nanites and she was the result. The idea was to create another warrior more then capable of holding its own in battle against the hordes of Predators and Xenomorphs if anything ever happened to me or if I ever had to leave. However, the procedure was unstable and while we got a machine capable of battling the both types of aliens, its not capable of strategic thought or anything like that, it has the potential, but, its more or less got the mind of a child and needs to grow up as it were before its capable of battling properly. The Sky Net you thought the project wasn’t worth it.”

“Probably best” Riven agreed.

* * *

“Three years? Its really been that long?” Riven asked as tinkered idly with a piece of equipment.

“Yeah” Zeptha nodded. “About a month or so after you and the others left I came looking for yahs, went to many of the other Zones via the Zone Rail, but never found yah, I did however, find this.”

Zeptha stuck a hand inside of himself and few seconds later he pulled it back out, and with him was the one thing Riven never thought he would see again. His competition weapon. It was in its retracted form and appeared to be no more then a six foot long sword. Zeptha throw the weapon to him and as he caught it, it extended into its full length twelve feet in length. Riven felt the familiar feeling of the weapon, its power, it was like meeting an old friend after god only knew how long.

“Thanks for keeping it for me” Riven said quietly as he retracted and placed it on a work bench.

“I thought I might find a use for it one day, also thought about taking it apart and assimilating its power source, but I decided against it” Zeptha shrugged..

“So Loki was destroyed?” Riven asked.

“Yeah, I’m not sure who it was that actually beat him, I heard some stuff in some of the other Zone’s that it was that Sparky, but I don’t know, something doesn’t seem right about that if you ask me. That Kirstie though, you should see what she’s done to some of the other zones, its horrifying” he explained.

“Knowing her, I don’t doubt it” Riven said with a shudder.

“So what happened here? Where are the Knight Sabers?” Zeptha asked, meanwhile Calar was in the back ground throwing a Motorslave wheel up and down happily.

“A mass of Boombers attacked the buildings, I think all the Knight Sabers made it out safely, whatever though, I moved in after they had left and I started to use all the materials and resources and started making my new body. Equipped my new body with all the weaponry I could manage. It was difficult at first, but I used the compression technology the Boombers user in this version of Bubblegum Crisis, now I’m a walking weapon of mass destruction” he explained.

“So, the Thunderball competition is coming up soon, I reckon the three of us should enter it” Zeptha said suddenly.

“What the hell is Thunderball?” Riven asked.

Zeptha grinned. “Oh, your gonna love it.”

After the crab had won his challenge match they had had a giant victory party. Plutonium kiwi wasnt sure how or why but for some reason shadow was in the nude and asleep on the roof of his house holding onto one of the barbecued mastadon ribs she had eaten from the party.

"Shadow! Get up, it's only one day until that match with those three teams you challenged." Plutonium Kiwi said reaching down and grabbing the giant rib in an attempt to wrench it from her grasp.

"My barbecue..." Shadow said still half asleep holding onto it. Kiwi let go and then kicked her off the roof causing her to fall into his yard. "What the hell? How did I get out here? Where's my clothes?" Shadow said looking around fully awake.

"Wow a metal bikini! Just what I always wanted" some guys voice said from not to far away, this was followed by a deafening explosion.

"Sounds like there over there..." Shadow said turning in the direction of the explosion.

"We don't have time for this, there's only one day, none of you know how to play thunderball, I'm going to show you how.

"Is that really nessecery? I just figured I'd wing it and maybe actually learn about it when we go up against some of the more advanced teams." Shadow said picking her clothes out of the crater in the ground.

"This is important shadow, I know perfectly well that you can probably beat most of the teams in the dust bunnie leagues with ease, but it would help if you knew a few things before you start playing, for example, I'm sure you were planning to do something like activate your energy controller spheres and annihalate all three of those teams in one blow, am I right?"

"Maybe, so your point is what?"

"If you did that we would end up getting punished by the hampster of cruelty, it's a violation of the rules to use that sort of attack in a thunderball game! So I want you three to get your thunderball number bots and meet me at the same place the crab fought his match yseterday so that I can make sure we don't get our asses screwed over because you guys don't know what your doing."

"Fine! Fine! We'll go with you already.....what a paranoid guy..." Shadow said going inside to look for her number bot.

While Golem was clearing up,the sword had floated itself out for a quick game of high stakes poker. As well as the first few hands went,things started to fall apart once the other players realised that while they couldn't read the sword's expressions neither could the sword properly hold his cards. ANy time he accepted a new card,the rest of his hand dipped slightly.


Several hours later,and far too much in debt,the sword returned back to the offices. He was not looking forward to explaining this predicament to the other two. Golem was going to stick him in a sheath fro a few weeks,and god knows how Sparky would react. This would be fun...

In the alley Mr Z once again blocked a hail of bullets but when they didn't stop after a second they began to force his way towards it but when he got close enough he could see it was just the tail de-tached and rigid like a pole fireing on its own. As he went to split it in half the staff like tail turned to ash as his weapon hit it

It was then he turned hearing screams as he saw an agile like figure still too obcscured to get details somehow pass by him and pounce from the ground to the wall at it's side and ricochet off tackling the cat girl through the brick dead-end of the alley causing a plume of smoke to get in his way, in the second or so distraction it caused Mr Z ran to the other side of the dead-end to see the Cat Girl already dead and chewed up, as he just saw the culprit making it's way round the corner of a building he pursued but when he got there. The person was already gone.

All that was there was a street full of people walking up and down doing they're own business, for all he knew. Whoever did it was just walking down the street or even just standing beside him. He'd lost'em.......

Inter-demensional Shopping district.

Sparky had stocked the fridge up with the alchohol when he got back and was still reading the paper. Since it was the inter-dimensional shoppong districts edition it got news from all the other territory's so despite seeming like the average news paper it held a lot more information, it was then he heard the shouts.

He got up and went into the front office to see Golem argueing with the sword, "Ok, What the fucks going on...."

5 minutes later....

"Just fucking great, how could you run up debt like that!!!!!!" Sparky was going nuts. They may have a fortune and do pretty fair business but that was some major bob they owed. They might be able to pay it off if they pulled but they had money in some other stuff aswell and not just all holed up in actual tangible currency.

"We could try taking one of those bigger jobs those rich snobs keep offering?" suggested the Golem, the more practical side of Kris as opposed to he impulsive nature of the sword.

"Maybe" replied Sparky as he thought it over, "But those twits alwas want an extended contract for something or other and some of the conditions are just stupid. The guy that kept thinking I doubled up as a hair dresser for his dog for instance"

"In his defence you did end up giving it a hair cut"

Sparky grinned a split scond, "Putting it mildly aren't you, he didn't make that mistake again,besides he should thank me, I saved him the hair dressers bill for a while it all grew back"

He slumped back in his seat and locked at the paper still in his hand and saw the Thunderball article on the front, "Fucking Thunderball, we could play through to the seventh year tournament and put some bets on ourselves on the way there"

"You sure"

"Yeah, even if we don't win through to the tournament we'll have made more than enough to cover the expences and debt. Ok I gotta go make some phone calls, hold of on the pay day of his loses and get us some info. Gimme a couple minutes and we'll get moving to the registration and see whats happening"

"What about him" said the Golem pointing over his shoulder toe teh sword floating out the room casually.

"I don't care right now, frankly do what you want to make up for it but I'll be putting that tequila Blanco I got in lock up righ now" and he walked out to take care of business.

But before Sparky could even leave the room, Something unexpected happened. The phone rang.. not just any phone, but a pink toy phone nestled in his pocket. He didn't know when the hell it got there.. someone must have planted it on him when he was out earlier.

Both the golem and the sword both stared at him like he was crazy, but after he pulled it out, it began speaking. "Hello booooooys.. Remember me?" Sword Kris and Golem kris both froze instantly, but sparky had never heard kirsties voice before since she didn't allow him to sence her presance at all during the battlecube rpg.

"Oh crap, what could she want" the sword hissed.

Sparky shot a glance at both Kris's, but then turned back to the phone. "Yes.. who is this? Can I help you?"

"No silly, but I can help you.. I heard you guys lost a lot of money and were interested in the thunderball games"

Sparky narrowed his gaze. "You bugged my place or something then?"

"No silly, I was listening through the phone the whole time"

"Just who the hell are you anyway?" Sparky was doing his best not to yell, but the situation wasn't proving to be one of his bests.

"I'm Kirstie, you silly goose."

Sparky shot another glance at the sword and the golem. "Oh no, not that joke again.. Did Kris put you up to this? Either of him? Seriously.. The Kirstie thing was old three years ago, very funny guys" Sparky said, more towards the golem and the sword.

The golem looked concerned and began making hurried movements with it's hands, trying to warn sparky from mouthing off any further, and the sword looked extreamly nervious and seemed to be trying to figure out the best way to run away without drawing attention.

"Yeah.. I hope you've had your fun, but I'll be hanging up now" Sparky blew up the phone in his hands then then turned to his friends. "Didn't we agree that you'ld drop that joke? You know I can see right through it.. if there was anyone with the kind of power your talking about, it'ld be a cube lord, and while I don't know alot about those guys, none of them are tiny pink dragon girls...
"

Suddenly a knock erupted from the door, and sparky grudingly went over to answer it.. He was about to tell whoever it was that they were closed.. when all he saw was another pink toy phone.
"That's where your wrong, Sparky.. I AM a cube lord now" Kirstie laughed through the new phone.
"And I want to sponsor you guys in this 7years tournament.. Unfortunatly after reading over the rules, it seems that the sword isn't enough to be qualified as a player by himself.. effectivly the sword and the golem would be the same person by the rules.. so I've allready arranged for a third person to be on your team... I beleave you know him, sparky"

By now, Sparky's adjitation had gotten worse, but it was obvious he was dealing with something outside his experiance. "Fine.. Who is it? I thought I was the only one to survive the cube though"

"More of your allies survived thatn you think, Sillyheadmanface.. but your teammate isn't one of them... Does the name SoulEater ring a bell?.. oops.. Gotta run.. I'm out of minutes on this phone.." and the phone suddenly went dead and fused into a plastic lump.

"SOUL EATER? SOUL EATER! GET BACK HERE YOU" And then sparky proceaded to say several choice words not exactly suited to talking to a cube lord, then threw the useless toy phone at the sword, impacting it with a thud.

"Owww" What the hell was that for?"

"The Golem hasn't done anything stupid lately, and I had to hit one of you."

"Damn...I'm too late....I wonder what the hell did this?" Mr Z said looking around at what was left of the cat girl, whatever it was had torn her to bits in mere seconds splattering her body all over the alleyway. Whatever it was it could move fast enough that he could lose track of it, most things couldnt do that.. Mr Z took out his scouter scanning what was left of the cat girl. After taking in all the data he raised one hand and a red glow came from his finger tips turning the bits and pieces of her body litering the alley into water and carbon instantly cleaning it all up. He would investigate the strange creature later, right now he had a few other things to take care of. His roller blades glowed a sickly green and in an instant he was gone in a sonic boom.

Meanwhile

At the stadium Plutonium Kiwi took out a simulation device

"Run simulation apple pi squared" Plutonium Kiwi said an in instant the simulation device produced a simulation of a weird kid with a big head waving a spikey club.

"I'm going to hurt you large alien!" it said

"Woops thats the big head boy simulation, I meant Apple Pi cubed" He ran another simulation and five simulated combatants appeared who resembled the original power rangers. They started striking poses.

"You monsters are no match for the Mighty Magic Powerful rangers!" the red ranger said pulling out a cheesy looking sword.

"All right, these guys are a simulation team, their abilities are equal to the average abilities of a dust bunnie league team, on the way here I had you guys read through the rules, so what will you do against them?"

D.J pulled out a stale hamburger and threw it at the red ranger hitting him in the face. D.J began to laugh and point at him.

"Your burger will not defeat me! I will win for great justice!" The red ranger leapt into the air. He didn't get far though, around thirty guns morphed out of shadows body and let loose with a deafening blast of firepower annihalating all five rangers.

"Ha! Take that powerful rangers! We win!" Plutonium Kiwi walked over to shadow and rolled up a newspaper and thwacked her on the head.

"No! No! Bad dog!" Plutonium kiwi said continuing to hit her with the roled up piece of newspaper.

"Hey I beat the powerful rangers!"

"Yeah, but you ignored Big head Boy, remember teams can have a maximum have seven members" Big head boy was at the other end of the stadium chasing the robot dog around with the thunderball.

"If the big head boy simulation didn't suck, he may have actually scored by now, if he was real good he may have hit the dog enough times to win. Some teams won't hesitate to sacrifice some of their more stupid members as decoys in order to score when they go up against a more powerful team, especially when they have greater numbers, remember we only have four members so this isn't an unlikely event. Stategy is every bit as important as streingth and firepower in thunderball."

After Sparky had thrown a choice fit secluded in the back office broken by breif spells on the phone he got ready to go with his partner'(s?)'. They went to walk out when the sword was about to say something, it got out a small sound or two before Sparky turned his eyes almost aflame with his battle aura emanating out of them and the golem tightened it's grip on the sword as it was stuck in it's sheathe the On the way out and towards the registry office all he could think about was getting a hold of soul eater. That thing had gotten his finger and he never got over it.

On the way into the registry area some people recoqnised him and others didn't, although here most people didn't since they weren't here that often in the inter-dimensional shopping district and didn't know his exact face as they were only signing up for the thunderball. They walked in and soem poeple gave them scowls others growlers and they got in the line up.

Sparky put his ahnds in his pockets whilethey waited and huge built red humanoid figure in front of him turned to look down at the 6 foot tall ex battleCube competitor, "Heh, don't tell me a runt like you is entering the thunderball. Go home before you get hurt and thats even before you enter the arena"

the battleCube champion wasn't in the mood for this and tried to keep his cool, "I feel I'll be just fine in the arena and if you don't mind I'd rather peacefully make my way through the line. I've had a very bad day............."

"HAHAHAHAHA, you talk good punk but I'm still gonna mess you up. Who are you first anyway"

"Sparky"

Those closest enough to hear turned round and the guy wasn't laughing as much but more from mis-conception than worry, "You got a lot of nerves trying to bluff your way out this, trying to make a fool out of me. You think I'm gonna believe the person that killed Loki is a runt like you" he put his huge left arm down on Sparky's right shoulder and looked ready to begin drawing his right arm for huge punch but Sparky loked up him his eyes burning again and he grabbed the guys arm on his shoulder, "I told you, I've had a very bad day!!!"

He pulled on the forearm with a vice like grip and as the titan fell forward Sparky kept one foot where it was solidly planted on hte ground and put the other where his aggrevitors arm pit was and jerked sharply tearing the arm. The guy fell to the floor and Sparky turned the arm round and bite a portion of the hand off and swallowed it, "I told I had a bad day!" and kicked the guy out the line across and smacked teh door frame of the entry doors.

He bite another bit of the hand off where he was now at the wrist and ate it. Having soemthing to eat made him feel better.

OOC: added a little bit of info about these three teams into the npc data area. I didn't make it too detailed since most of these guys will probably end up getting trashed pretty soon. I'll add a more detailed DF for the old necormancer when we get to him though.

IC:

After the first part of the training with the powerful rangers and Big Head Boy Plutonium Kiwi had run them through several more simulations. He wasn't sure they were ready yet, but even he had to admit against such destructive opponents just about anyone in the dust bunnie leagues probably wouldnt be a problem unless there was another team like themselves that had just entered and wasn't well known yet. But there wasn't any more time for practice, their first game would start soon.

The crab scuttled about looking a little odd with the number bot strapped to the top of his body. "Hello! Hello!"

"I got poop on the back of my head" D.J said sticking his number bot back there displaying 9009.

Shadow took out her number bot which displayed -4. The reason why she chose that number was because in Japanese 4 or shi as its pronounced in Japanese meant death, by shadows logic -4 was the number of immortality. She hooked her number bot to the back plate of the lower part of her bikini armor right on her butt and below her tail.

"Your putting it there?" Plutonium kiwi asked a little dubious.

"I can defend it better here then anywhere else." To demonstraight the point three razor sharp needle like blades emerged from each segment of her tail. "D.J! It's almost time for us to walk out there, do you have our kickass theme music ready?"

"Maaayyybeee...." D.J was fooling around with a boom box.

"Theme music? Why did I ever agree to this?" Plutonium Kiwi was putting his hand to his face.

"Now remember, play it as soon as we walk out there." D.J picked up the boom box and followed them pressing a red button. The boom box promptly exploded knocking shadow and Plutonium kiwi off their feet sending them tumbling onto the field.

"D.J that was the wrong tape...."

"No....I'm pretty sure that was your theme song..." Plutonium Kiwi said annoyed.

Unlike with the crabs challenge match the stadium was completely packed with people this time. At the other corners of the stadium were teams Scrunchy, Spooptii and the third team was team Buupo. Team Buupo seemed to be composed of six strange zombie like creatures and one really old man.

"Hmmm team Buupo's the third one. Their the seventh ranked team, decently strong,, but they have a fatal weakness. Each of those zombie things is controlled by that Old man, he's a necromancer, if you take him out the rest of his team will cease to function. Here's the plan I'll go after team Buupos dog, D.J you take team Spooptiis , the crab can go after team scrunchies dog, and shadow you guard our dog."

The same goofy robot wars host from the crabs game came out and the audience began to roar, the game would start soon. "Weve got a real treat for you all today, the new team, the Radioactive Razor weasels have challeneged not one, not two but three of our more experienced teams to a three on one match. Now some of you out there are probably thinking their a couple of nutters doing this, but the smallest member of their team beat Zorange 44th ranked in the meat grinder league in a challenge match. If the other members of their team are anything like that we might be seeing something special here today. Lets see what our experts think."

British expert guy: If you asked me before I saw the crabs challenege match I'd say they had no chance. But now I'm not so sure, it'll all depend on how strong the other three players are.

A dog resembling a golden retreiver: Arf! Arf! (Dog proceeds to lick his own crotch)

"Another contreversial verdict, our experts aren't sure and neither am I. There's only one way to find out, let the wars begin!" the crowed roared as the game was about to start.

"Aaaaaaaaaare you ready to Ruuuuuuuuuumble?" The annoying announcer guy called out, and the crowd cheered.

"Pudding pops and pineapples!" The crab cheered, seeminly oblivious that he was in a match again, and he just sat there as his teammates went off after thier own dogs.

"Crab! Go after Team Scrunchy!" Shadow called out, waving her arms and legs frantic anime style.

"Dun wanna! They look like kittens! Don't want to eat kittens!" The crab called out.

Of course, the oni all heard this, and growled. "Who are you to call us kittens? We're team Scrunchy! The amazing technicolor Oni DreamTeam!" One of them growled out in anger, when another oni slapped that one on the back of the head. "Dude, we told you to quit saying that.. it makes us sound stupid."

The crab meanwhile waddled over to team Scrunchie's dog and looked up at it, and it began to sniff him inquireingly, when his tail shot up and wrapped around it's neck, lifting it into the air and hurling it right into the path of the passing thunderball. The kenetic energy of the toss sent the thunderball's course hurtling right into the side of the red oni's head with enough power to knock the appendage right from it's shoulders in a shower of blood.

"Holy Crap! Did you see that?" The announcer called out. "Clearly this crab is some kind of thunderball genious.. not only did he get an entire team to bicker amoung itself effortlessly, but then scored twice against that team with a single move! Points for a thunderball kill have been awarded for blowing the Red Oni's head clean off!"

The crab looked kinda confused, as he hadn't payed alot of attention as Kiwi had explained the rules. "I did what?" It blinked a couple times, then apperantly lost interest in the announcer and went to sniff at a flower that was growing nearby.
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Meanwhile
Sparky and the Golem went to register to sign up at the counter, but it turns out that they've allready been pre-registered in Team-K's stable. A gruff hand tapped sparky on the shoulder.
"Hello again. It's been awhile hasn't it?" Sparky instantly recognised the voice, whirling around to punch Soul Eater in the face with a snarl of disgust. Soul Eater was flung across the room and seemingly splattered against the wall in a spray of gore and entrails.
"Thats our teammate?" The golem's eyes sparkled quizicly, as Kris never had much of a real experiance with SoulEater back in the cube.

"No.. SoulEater's tricky.. He's got the ability to create solid images made out of light.. a sophisticated illusion come to life thing.. He's one of the weapons from Loki's tournaments gone rogue. The real him's around here somewhere, I can feel him."

Then an unassuming old man hobbled up beside Sparky and the Golem. "I figured you'ld do that at first.. thats why I didn't greet you in person.. I sence you still have some hostility to work out regarding our first meeting."

"You took my Fucking finger!" Sparky glared at the old man.

The old man nodded and seemed to shimmer before shifting back into it's preffered form of a hulking human figure with a featureless face aside from two glowing holes where it's eyes should be. "Ah yes.. but The battlecube was a game of treachery.. had I not taken that ring, someone else would surely have done so.. and they wouldn't have stopped with only a finger.. " Soul Eater nodded sagely, a black purple mist almost weaping from it's eyesockets before fading away into the air. "Regardless.. if you were the weapon, and I a competator in your place.. wouldn't you have done the same thing if you had the chance?"

Sparky glared for a moment, then prepared his responce..

Each team had sent some of their players to attack shadow who was guarding the dog while the rest of them attempted to defend the robot dogs against attack. The exception to this was team Buupo which only sent out one zombie while the other five and the old man faced Plutonium Kiwi.

"We already have 200 points, this should be easy." Shadow said as the black oni came charging in followed by three of the telitubbies and the one zombie.

"No one can stand up to my flying wall of death move!" The black oni shouted leaping high into the air, just low enough so that he didn't hit the force barrier.

"Wow....that's a stupid move..." Shadow stepped out of the way as the huge black oni smashed into the ground sinking about thirty feet beneath the soil. The three telitubbies all seemed to melt into the green gass merging into the green sod covering the ground. Suddenly dozens of tendrils erupted out of the ground around shadow entangling her body, the three telitubbys shot out latching onto her body. They seemed to melt in an attempt to merge with her but it wasn't working.

Shadow then did something hardly anyone had ever seen her do before and screamed "KYAAAAAAAAA!!!" Shadow had a phobia of telitubbies and things that looked like them, the fact that they were now oozing all over her wasnt doing a whole lot of good right now. Fiery plasma erupted all aorund her body burning them off her. She looked down at the quivering lumps of meat on the ground that used to be the telitubbies "Eeeeww....I feel so unclean...."

"Holy Smokes, did you all see that? 150 points have been awarded for flaying team Spooptii alive, but no kill points for shadow yet."

"No kill points, I'll fix that!" Several arcs of plasma began to generate around her right arm "Damn I'm going to need a bath when this is over..." she said still feeling uncomfortable from the slimy telitubbies that were now lying half dead on the ground.

"Then how about I bathe you in your own blood!" the black oni roared as he erupted out of the ground in front of her.

"Ooh, you survived that stupid attack of yours..."

"Of course, my body is made of stuff as tough as diamond, I am the invincible black oni, my muscles are stronger then iron, my stomach acid can melt steel, my belly quivers like a bow full of jelly! Do you think you can beat me with that skinny little body of yours? Do you little girl?" One of the telittubbies was trying to crawl towards the robot dog that was chasing its own tail about fifty feet away. An arc of lifghtning shot out of shadows hand blasting it before it could move anymore.

"Only as strong as diamond you say? You'll have to do better then that." Enraged the giant black oni roared and through a punch at shadow, she also threw a punch at the same time and their fists collided in mid air. There was a loud crack that sounded like thunder. The huge arm of the oni seemed to crumple up as all his bones were shattered to bits. Shadow drove the claws on her other hand into his gut and then lifted his huge several ton body over her head.

Shadow paused and looked around

"Rooooaaaw....what are you doing?" the black oni moaned in pain.

"That zombie freind of yours, I was going to throw you at him but I don't see where he went." Shadow then noticed the crispy telitubbies were also gone. "Uhoh!"

Several tendrils erupted next to the robot dog as the zombie came out of the ground merged with the three telitubbies. Shadow lifted up the black oni and hurled him at the zombie.

A little while before all that happened

D.J gated behind the members of team Spoopti who all turned infuriated at how they had been out maneuvered. All three of them leapt at him from different directions. D.J made several slashes in mid air and the three of them each dissapeared for a moment reapearing flying in the opposite directions that had all just been leaping. All three hit the ground in horrible confusion in time to see D.J chasing after their dog which was running away at full speed, D.J hurled a wakazashi sword in front of the dog slicing another dimensional rift , the dog shot through it and emerged heading directly into D.J who was still running towards him. D.J leapt over the dogs head landing on his back. D.J began to wave his arms signaling for someone to pass the ball to him while he road around on the dog with the telitubbies in pursuit.

The five zombies had all surrounded the area where team Buupos dog was along with the old man. "This'll be alot easier if I take out the old geezer first. This'll depend on how quick he is at acommanding these things. Plutonium Kiwi held up the arm that had a cannon on the end of it, this was no ordinary cannon, it had techno sorcory modifications made to it. He fired a bolt of plasma from it that shot at the old man like a white bolt of lightning. Like marionettes the six zombies all flew through the air making a wall of flesh in font of him. Before it hit the bolt split into five different bolts and arcing around the zombies. The zombies immediatly broke formation once again flying through the air like limp ragdolls pulled by invisible strings. There was an explosion as the bolts of plasma all impacted on something. The zombies bodies were all entwined the old man twisted like pices of plastic completly encasing him in their flesh. They were charred and smoking slightly from the attack but rapidly regenerating all damage.

"Not to bad, you took a hit from five of my bolts well enough, lets see how well you can handle several hundred at once." Plutonium Kiwi said as he was about to charge for another attack when he noticed only four of the zombies were present. "Where'd the fifth one go?"

The zombie had floated over to the right side of the stadium and was waving to team scrunchy which was busy trying to fight the crab. The orange oni who had the ball and was being chased around by the crab quickly passed it to the zombie before being tackled to the ground. The zombie caught it groubing ontot he balls knobs, pressing down on one of them several long sharp spikes emerged from the ball.

At the same time Shadow hurled the black oni at the zombie, the one on the other end of the field hurled it sending it flying towards the other zombie in an attempt to pass it at the same time the black oni was flying straight towards him, the ball was further away but was moving faster, it would get there first. Plutonium Kiwi delivered an aerial spinning kick to the zombies head and activated the cannon on his arm firing something, another white bolt of plasma shot out that seemed to home in on the ball smacking into it with an electric crackle. The ball veered to the right hitting the force field and began to ricochet all over the stadium like a giant pinball.

Shadow reached behind her and grabbed both her wings, the cells that held them to her body all detached as she pulled them off tossing them aside.

The zombie who was smashed under the black oni, using the telitubbies abilities merged with the huge black beast and then hovered in the air as if held by a giant invisible marionette. The ball struck the top of the force field and then blasted downwards hitting the ground with a deafening blast. The huge zombie monster was already flying towards its location at full speed, it was amazingly fast, with the wind drag from her wings there was no way she could outrun it, but that wasn't a problem now.

Coming up from behind shadow broke the sound barrier overtaking the zombie monster in speed and jumping on top of its head using it like a platform. But she was going to fast she would overshoot the ball at this rate. Shadow fired one of her monowire whips from one hand as she passed the ball looping it around one of its knobs just as the huge oni zombie came crashing down on where it had just been. Shadow had no way of stopping in mid air without her wings and slammed into the force field landing on her feet. As tough as she was it was unbearably painful sending a current of energy through her body that felt like hundreds of stinging hornets. Before she could fall from the force field, still bearing the pain from the stinging energy she brought her hand with the ball back and hurled it as hard as she could sending it smashing into the huge zombie monster that was flying straight for her. The ball ripped right through its body making a huge hole. The ball smashed into the force field on the other end of the stadium bouncing off of that and smashing straight into the dog D.J was riding causing it to explode.

"WHAT AN AMAZING PLAY FOR THE RADIOACTIVE RAZOR WEASELS! THEY COULD BE THE GREATEST NEWCOMERS THIS YEAR!"

"Arf! Arf!" the golden retreiver thunderball expert barked enthusiaticaly.

While shadow had blasted right throguh the giant oni zombie, she hadn't killed or incapacitated it or destroyed his # bot. They still needed 150 more points to win. Something that team Buupo didn't intend to let them get so easily. The old Necromancer looked at the zombie oni and it turned to face him. the other five zombies collected around the old man turning into one huge monster that acted almost like armor, the last zombie monster flew to them and merged as well almost doubling its size.

"What the hells that old man doing?" asked the blue oni who was being dragged around by the crabs tail.

OOC: I'll be putting up the df's for plutonium kiwi and the old necromancer guy later tonight. Also I just noticed a slight mistake, shadows team was supposed to be the atmoic razor weasles but I've been calling them radioactive, I dont feel like fixing this so radioactive will be their official name instead of atomic. Also when multiple players merge together, it only counts as points when you destroy the # bot of the dominant player.

"Ok, maybe, but that was some bad shit you pulled in the super hero zone. What the hell you people looking at!!" Sparky snapped at the number of people gathering round and since he wasn't wearing his mask he spewed out a gush of plasma fire like a flame thrower abd they split almost as fast as Sparky could move.

"Maybe but I had to try make me way through it aswell, look will you get over it or not"

"Ok I will but your wrong on one point, another second and it would have had effect and probaly got absorbed into my weapon next, and since I'm still alive that means no-one would have gotten it"

"Thats a fair point, but your fin