| Chapter 6 - Who is Mr. Quinn? |
| ---- intro ---- Commodore jutted in "FROdo? FROdo? Sounds like a Starcraft cd breaker to me. FROdo, CA YOU KNOW, FROdo, CA YOU KNOW. Sound a little familiar to you? I bet he breaks Starcraft cds all the time with a name like that. Trust me, from a person who knows a person who plays Starcraft all the time, I bet that Starcraft cd breaker breaks Starcraft cds all the time. STARCRAFT CDs WOULD BE BROKEN NIGGA AND THATS REAL!! "Dude fuck this..." FROdo said with a hint of anger in his voice. **breaks StarCraft cd** "IM DONE WITH STARCRAFT!" FROdo yelled. "I just didnt break Starcraft cds just to break them like it was the thing to do.... Ya I broke my StarCraft cd." FROdo said. ---- chapter 6 ---- "You know, just when i thought i wasnt going to have to use my powers anymore, and i thought we had put a rest to all of the turmoil that plagued this once magnificent city. OH, who the fuck am i trying to kid." Commodore 64 started, "Now I have to find my inner power and bring them forth, Oreo, use your new skill and make the hyperbolic time chamber, we need to train before we go into this fight." "Aye Aye captain," Oreo said, he closed his eyes and when he opened, the three of them were inside the hyperbolic time chamber where time stopped and they could train and be back to where they where as if they never left the real time. Oreo took out a paintball gun copied from greg hastings tournament paintball and started to fire off rounds at Commodore 64, FROdo held the video camera, and video taped. Commodore 64 whipped out his two lightsabers and started to deflect the paintballs. When Commodore finally got back up to par with his light stick skills he sat down on his heels and closed his eyes to start to meditate. When he opened his eyes, he was levitating 2 feet off the ground, he had regained his flying capabilities. After their training they got together and discussed their mission task, to infiltrate and exterminate the pasties and the leaders inside of CA. FROdo laid out the task at hand: "Commodore 64, you go for Kelli, he is..." FROdo started to say but he glanced at Commodore whos mouth had dropped, and his eyes were real big. "Dude, you fucking hate when you lose in StarCraft, and i do too, but thats irrelevant. What i mean is that Kelli is like a fucking Jose Consanco on steriods..." Commodore was cut off. Oreo said "Dude you dont even need to say on steriods, but go on." "I like long walks on the beach man, so stfu. Anyways, Kelli is like a black Zorro, no i did not say mexican zorro, because the mexican one was killed in his sleed, which is typical for a mexican to be sleeping. Kelli is gonna be harder than the chains we used on Oreo's ancestors....." FROdo continued, "Oreo your target is Billy, he is the wheelchair person that helps our culprit Mr. Quinn make his decisions on for example what suit to wear, what bitch to choke, and what hole to stick it in....." Commodore 64 asked, "WHO!?" FROdo answered "Mr. Quinn." "WHO!?" "Mr. Quinn." "WHO!?" "Mr. Quinn." Commodore responded "okay just making sure i heard you right." FROdo continued "And i will go after Mr. Quinn himself, but we first must reflect on the question that is posing all of our minds... Oreo cut him off, "Ya the worlds great interest in Chance's balls.." "No young one, Who is Mr. Quinn." FROdo said. Oreo answered "He stands about a foot or two high, he speaks some kind of clicky langauge, and i know his women have sideway vaginas. Which makes the egg easier to roll out." Commodore jumped in "No dude, you never even met the nigglett, how the hell are you gonna claim you know something about him." "CUZ IMMA BE A RANGER HO!" Oreo blurrted out. The three of them exited the time chamber, and equipped their weapons, they gave one last look at eachother, something weird was in the air like this happened before. Becuase it sorta did in episode 2 on the bus, it was the ride into battle they were nervous about, a random pedestrian puked on the sidewalk. Commodore knelt down and jumped high into the air, and flew towards CA, tu conoces. Oreo and FROdo took WhiteHawkII, FROdo inserted Oreo on the roof, and FROdo was just about to clear the roof when out of no where WhitehawkII was hit by a volley of paintballs. "Shit its the curse of the 'hawks' mayday, mayday, going down." FROdo radioed to the other two. FROdo using the ways of the FRO ejected out of the copter, his fro opened up into a parachute and he glided gently into the stadium. Commodore eagerly radioed "OO OO can i have the honors on saying it this time..." Oreo broke in before Commodore could finish "WhiteHawk down, i say again, WhiteHawk down." "FUCKER! I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU DUCESS BAG!" Commodore yelled. FROdo came under a heavy fire of paint while in the stadium, he glanced over at the press box, and noticed it was linded with snipers, he ducked behind a wall, and pulled out his marker... Oreo jumped down and was about to break open a window to get into the school, when he felt his stomach do a flop, Oreo felt lightheaded, and fainted. Commodore walked up the promenad slowly so that some random camera shot could get his anakin walk up the steps from EP3 when Anakin assaulted the jedi temple. When he entered the school, there was Kelli, looking around, but clearly trying to stare Commodore 64 down. "Well looky here, Mr. Head of Security himself, nice day for a suprise counter attack isnt it? Commodore asked a rhetorical question. Kelli responded "Sir, my blindness does not permit me to make a statement." |