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Chapter 2: Voytek's the name, controlling's my game!
*Fat reaches the edge of the city to find a shadow standing on top of the hill* Fat: This must be him. *The shadow walks down the hill, revealing himself. He is wearing glasses with a 6 inch goatee and hair gloriously flowing all the way down to the bottom of his back.* Mysterious man: So you decided to come eh? I gotta admit, I figured you'd puss out. Fat: Meh, I guess a man becomes curious when he's told he is different than other people. So what's your name by the way? I never got it the first time I talked with you. Mysterious man: Voytek. Im hear to start Team JanikBus. *Fat looks at him confused* Fat: Am I to assume you want me on this "team" of yours? Voytek: "Team of yours" you say? Listen you stank, stupid fuck. If you're gonna take something of such a magnitude lightly then go the fuck home and continue spankin your bologna day after day, making nothing of yourself! I dont have time for fuckin bullshit, god dammnit! Fat: Take it easy, dude! I didnt mean it that way. You gotta understand, not a lot means anything right now to me, so im gonna be a tad fuckin skeptical here. Voytek: You want it straight? Here it is, butt fucker. Every controller in this world excels at a certain thing more than other people. Odor, fluids, solids, whatever it is, its of extreme form. So extreme that these people have to take extra precautionary care of themselves to stay out of trouble. This leads to being a hermit, unsocial being to avoid prison time. *Fat's attention quickly focuses completely on Voytek's words* Voytek: You DO remember what you produce thats so much worse than anyone else you know now, right? *Fat recalls all the times he went to war with the bathroom. All the foul, methane, vomit inducing moments of his life where he destroyed the air and peeled wallpaer off the walls* Fat: Yes.......I have gone through a LOT to keep myself stable through the years. Nobody has ever been able to do anything about it for me. Are you saying that because im special, there is a way that I too can control my stank, reeking ass? Voytek: Yes. there is a way..........but I will only train you if you do something for me. *Fat turns a sorrowed face into anxious glee* Fat: What is it? *********************************PART 2*************************** Voytek: Join Team JanikBus. Dont think the only controllers in this world are good ones such as myself. This world may be ok as we speak, but eventually things will come to an end by the hands of the evil controllers, or as we call them........................Fouls! Fat: So people like us are burdened with this power we have? Voytek: If you really are a good person, you will do what you can to stop the Fouls. This isnt fuckin Spiderman. This is the real world....man. *Fat thinks over the abundance of information that was just thrown at him. What does he do?!?!* Fat: If I join this team and help you, you will teach me how to control my menace? Voytek: Of course. If I dont, you wont really be a controller now would you? Fat: ................I'll do it dude. Im in for sure. *Voytek's face is expressionless, though its clear what his emotions are sayin on the inside* Voytek: Excellent. You will live with me from now on then. Lets go. We have a fuckin shitload of stuff to take care of tomorrow. Fat: When do we start to train? Tomorrow? Voytek: No. Not yet. You first have to get aquainted with your other team members. This will be a 4 man team, including myself, your Captain. Fat: So who are the other 2 people? Are they like me? *Voytek shows the slightest of a grin* Voytek: Oh, you'll see. (As the sun rises, a new day is upon Team JanikBus. Voytek and Fat awaken and meet outside with the 2 other members.) Fat: *Thinking to himself* Who the mother fuck are these guys!?!? Guy 1: Hey man! Its fucking great to meet you!! *Smiles widely* Guy 2: Hey. ****Who are the 2 other members of Team JanikBus?!?! What do they look like and what are their names?!**** 2006-12-20 02:09:15 GMT
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