Random looked down at the ground warily. "I know we lost our list, but I remember this guy being on it." "Well, I hope you're right cuz you're cutting into my party time." Katy tried to sound upset, but how often does one get the chance to ride on a real live dragon? "Where are we anyway?" "Northern California... looking for a Fremont... Ahh there it is!" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Fremont, CA ColdFury sat on his bed meditating. His mind was full of visions of food, ImproFanfic people, food, women, oh and free food. His pink gi moved as he breathed in and out. He arose and checked his party outfit out in the mirror one last time. Except for his lack of a pony tail and a moderate lacking in the muscular build department, his Dan costume was a pretty good imitation. Especially with his size 13 bare feet. He smiled broadly. He was in rare form. One last time for good measure though. Practice makes perfect! "OOOOOSHA!" "HADAAAIII MAS SANJO!" "OOOYAJI!!" "Bura bura!!" "Yahoooo!!!" He stopped rolling around his room and stood, popping his back. Yes he would put TwoFlower to shame at the party, proving he was the one true Dan Fan! "Chris! I think your ride to the party is here!" "Thanks Mom! See you in a few months!" ColdFury ran out the door, looking for a taxi, or a limo. Maybe even a high speed anime style car. Instead of a honking horn, a loud *ROAR* greeted him instead. His eyes turned skyward and he saw Random and Katy riding the official ImproParty Dragon-Taxi. "Hiya! ColdFury I presume?" He flexed his forearm weakly, "Um... um... oosha?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Chez Impro - Before *it* happened (no not _it_, *it*) Stephica watched the exchange between Roe and his younger twin sister. An observer might have described it as not unlike a cat watching a ping pong game, but more viciously. The exchange completed itself, with Roe being bribed with traditional otaku goods and then being sent off like an errand boy. Stephica quirked an eyebrow as he departed, wondering what it was he was going to say before they had been interrupted. Then she realized he'd left without another word to her. How odd. How rude. How... She narrowed her eyes. How perfect. Stephica left Phoebe to her tub of ice cream, which seemed to require all of the younger girl's attention. She stalked off in the direction of the living room, heels creating a determined staccato, as she muttered, "Oh yes, they will be mine. Yes yes YES OH YES! OHOHOHOHOHOHO! *ahem*" Unfortunately her dramatically evil moment was ruined by the earth moving, and not in the good way, but in the 'oh my god we're all going to die' way when the entire house started shaking violently. Stephica landed smartly on her butt while Iron Chef Chen Kenichi actually appeared in the fiction for a moment, running around screaming like it was the end of the world. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-==-=- ImproFanfic Presents: In Association With: Caffeine Induced Hallucinations, er Productions IMPROPARTY: Part Seventeen or The Island of Dr. Woofer Written by ColdFury With Scenes By Stephica and Steven Scougall With Thanks To: Illyria Ravi DamienRoc The Mad Author and Phoebe (Buaha.. the credits that Will not Center! BUAHAHAHAHA) -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Slowly, the partiers started gathering in the living room. Chris Nichols, Stephica, Roe, Phoebe, Iron Chef Chen Kenichi emerged from the kitchen slowly, Stephica still rubbing her sore tush. Nick, Fatman and Neovid (whose T-shirt's logo had changed to "Not me!") emerged from the Globe of Gaming Goodness. Anko, HottCoffee, Myth, Ardweden, and various others drifted into the room. Woofer stood and brushed the ceiling out of his hair. "Well, I guess someone found the controls for the house thrusters." There was a moment of brief, solemn silence. Then there was a not so brief, no where near as solemn, moment of shouting and screaming. "Hold up!" TwoFlower emerged from under an overturned couch, brushing himself off. He turned to face the somewhat flustered Woofer. "Woofer, you mean to tell me the house is *mobile*?" Woofer shrugged, "The house, yard, part of the street, the beach, and even a tiny bit of the ocean." Twoflower boggled, "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" W4 grinned slightly, "Sore wa, himitACK." Delfina and Ardweden had stepped forward upon hearing the start of the hated, hated, HATED phrase and taken matters into their own hands. Or rather their chibifying mallets and lutes. ChibiW4 pouted (causing Jess, sitting neglected in the corner to gasp at the cuteness factor), "There's no need to get violent over it. I just didn't think it was important that's all." TwoFlower pondered this change of events for a moment. "Not important you say? Improparty ON LOCATION! Yosh! Where does everyone want to go?" Various shouts of exotic and just plain weird locale popped up. And I swear, someone in the back shouted "Planet Namek!" Chris Nichol shrugged, "Why not go to Hawaii?" There was a moment of brief, solemn silence. Then a mad scrambling for aloha shirts and ukuleles from costumespace. TwoFlower looked around, "We're agreed then! Woofer! Show me the controls! Roe, go call Random and Todd and let them know where we are." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- A Limo - In Poway (Outside San Diego) As the limo rounded a turn down Poway Road at approximately 80 mph, Illyria and Ravi sat patiently in the back seat, unaware that their limo was like a ping pong ball in the game of life, if the game of life resembled Carmaggedon in any way, shape, or form. "Try Britney Spears!" "Okay!" Illyria punched the name into her portable version of the LoveCalculator(tm). "Oh My god." "What?" Ravi peered over her shoulder. "Stefan Gagne + Britney Spears = 97% match!? Dear Kasumi-sama!" "Jack-sama," Illyria chastised. Suddenly the divider between the passengers and the driver lowered. "Lina-sama actually. I like Lina. She kills things good." Ravi saw the look of utter horror on Illyria's face and turned to see who the driver was. "Oh crap. Aaron Shattuck. That would explain the thumping sounds, the screams of pedestrians, and the large amount of speed bumps coming from the front of the car." Aaron gave them the toothiest grin in the world... then heard the sound of oncoming traffic and turned around to find that he had ended up going onto the freeway via an exit again. "Oooh. Twisted Metal time." Needless to say, Illyria and Ravi grabbed on to one another and screamed. And not in a good way this time either. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Iceberg - Outside of Chez Impro Kimberli stared at the tangled mess that was Calculus and Lurker. They'd managed to untangle themselves when everything had started shaking and promptly fallen down again. She was about to offer them assistance when she saw a looming shadow getting bigger at her feet. She looked up just as a giant Shogo mech crashed within inches of hertoes. Looking at the Ordog style mech with not just a little bit of "Oh thank Lina-sama and Dan-sama that I am alive", she realized she could no longer see Calculus or Lurker. "Ano? Are you two alright?" "My kidney, I think it's broken!" "You can't break a kidney, it's an organ." "Well with your knee in it I don't think it's working too well." "Oh, well sorry about that Calc old pal. Uh, Kimberli, do you think you could get this mech off of us?" "Moo." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- SLID - Chez Impro's Basement Twoflower followed the chibified woofer down the stairs slowly, a small crowd of curious party goers following carefully. They entered the super secret headquarters located in a not so super secret basement and looked around. Woofer pointed at the control box... "Well there's the main controls but who could've turned them-?" "MMPPH!" Twoflower walked up to the box ridden Eslington. "Eslington? Is that you?" "MMPPH!" Twoflower blinked, "Oh, sorry. MMmph? Mmph mmph MMMMPH?" "MMMMPH! Mmph mmph mmphhh MMMMMPH!" Twoflower motioned for the others to help him lift the box, "He says he wants out." Together the partiers were able to roll the box off of Eslington, sending it crashing to the floor with a muffled yelp. 2F put out a hand to Eslington before looking at the box. "Did that box just yelp?" Blackmage shrugged. "i thought all boxes did that and just no one told me" Chris and Ardweden shared a look and turned pale. "It's mine.." Chris started, "It's a special Yelp Me Elmo, I was going to give it to Ard for Christmas." Ard gave Chris a strange look, but a quick nudge got her started. "Oh, why... thank you Chris. I... love Elmo." Delfina looked at Ard quizzically, "But you hate- OW! Why'd you kick me?" Twoflower watched the exchange warily, "Well let's see this Elmo." Blackmage and the recently unsmooshed Eslington started to open the beat up box, which fell apart at the slightest touch due to its heavy cargo and unfair treatment. Coincidentally, the Organization for Fair Treatment Even For Non-Sentients (OFTEN) has now boycotted this fiction, due to it's cruel treatment to walls and boxes herein. All eyes went wide. Delfina let out a gasp and turned away. Chris and Ardweden looked more surprised than most. For sitting on the remains of the box were Epsilon and Jonaton, naked and looking like they were just caught in a box trying to be as quiet as they could so no one would notice them, which they were. "..." was all 2F could muster. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Dragon - Somewhere in California's San Fernando Valley "Airborne?" Random talked into his cellphone. "Well, sure I guess I can find you. Might be awhile though. Yeah, the dragon got hungry again." "Like, don't eat me or something. ARRGGH!" "Duuuuude. That was totally-AHHHHHH!" "Wow, California has dragons. That's so much cooler than Colorado. I'm glad we happen to be on vacation here, right Kenny?" "Mmmph! Mmph mmph mmph- MMMMMMMMPH!" "OH MY GOD THEY KILLED ESLINGTON!" "You bastards!" "Actually, that was Kenny, and I'd like to add. I really, really hate you guys." Random blanched a little. "Yeah I think he's almost done. He's going after a big fat one now." "OOSHA! You shall not escape the mighty fighting flurry of feet that is Taunting Godhead Legend Stone ColdFury!" In response, the squirrel ran up another tree, causing ColdFury to roll promptly into the trunk, head first. "Hey Random, I think he needs some medical attention." Random blanched a little bit more, "Yeah I picked up ColdFury and Katy. Be there in a bit." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Ragnorak - Above a smoking hole once proudly known as UCSD Dan looked down at the carnage indifferently. "Was that really necessary?" Todd looked at Dan, hyper-ventilating a little from the effort needed to cast the Dragu Slave. "Yes, any other questions?" Dan was about to respond when a ringing sound broke out. Dan picked up the phone, "Hello? Roe? Flying? Hawaii? Uh, we're on our way." Todd looked at Dan quizzicly, "What?" Dan blinked. "Chez Impro is now a flying island on it's way to Hawaii and they want us to get over there with a map on how to get there. Oh and Roe needs more Dr. Pepper." Todd sweatdropped. "Ok, but I'm driving." "Awwww but Tooooodd!" "Get away from that wheel!!" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Outside of Chez Impro Kimberli sat at the seat uncomfortably. For space age technology, the seats were sure uncozy. It was hard to get comfortable with her ice skates on too. She shouted out.. "Okay guys, here it goes." Although what was going she wasn't quite too sure. Skating, she can do. Anime, she can watch. Manuevering a giant mecha on top of an iceberg on an apparently floating island.... well what's life without a little challenge. She started pressing buttons. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Outside of Chez Impro Wang checked his instruments and external cameras for the umpteenth time. Yes, they were thousands of feet in the air. The entire house and surrounding landscape was flying. He fought the urge to use yet another airsickness bag that he had previously placed in his van. At the time it was paranoid. Now it was thinking ahead. One of his cameras detected movement. He sat up in his chair and watched intently. It was a mecha. A tall one. It was on the iceberg, wobbly standing. It moved forward a little, and pulled a gun out of "MechaWeapon-Space" (tm) and paused. Wang was breathless, he had never seen an actual real life mecha before. He got up to the window to look out. There he saw the mecha in all it's glory. "It's an Ordog, from Shogo. It's moving again. It's.. pointing that gun this way. It's firing 4 rockets at meee!" The last part of that was strained as it was said as Wang kicked the door to his van open, and jumped out just moments before the rockets pummeled his van. In a cool 'End of Days' style explosion he went flying through the air and landed at the doorstep to Chez Impro. After a moment Delfina opened the door. "Wang? When did you get here?" From the iceberg, a faint "oops" could be heard in the wind. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Outside San Diego The limo plowed through another field of cows, the loud sounds of startled "Moo!"'s (and not in a greeting sort of way either) filling the inside of the Limo. Not to mention the sounds of *thump*, *whack*, and *crunch*. Illyria grimaced. "I'll never eat another burger again." Ravi nodded, "This isn't good." Illyria looked at Ravi. Ravi looked at Illyria. Illyria looked into Ravi's eyes, "We're going to die aren't we?" Ravi nodded slowly, "Probably." The sound of Aaron agreeing with them came from the front, behind the recently raised divider, "It'll be cool." They ignored Aaron, looking at each other for a moment. There was a silence that hung over them, excluding the loud "MoooOOOOO" and *thump*, *whack*, and *crunch* we already covered. Illyria spoke first. "Want to go out with a bang?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Chez Impro Roe hung up the phone and sat back in his chair .. "Ahh, well my official admining duties are done, now to Phoebe's evil- oh hi Steph!" Stephica walked in shaking her head. "The horror. The horror. Jonotan I expected, I worked towards it after all... but EPSILON. I shudder at the memory." She shuddered. Roe blinked. "Everything okay?" Stephica looked up, as if noticing Roe for the first time. "Rooooee!", she cooed, "Why, everything is *great* now that you're here. Roe sweatdropped, "Uh, glad to hear it, Steph." Stephica sat down in his lap and ran her hand down his chest, "So what is it you were going to tell me before Phoebe interrupted us?" Roe blanked for a moment, his nose trickling a little blood. "T-tell you?" Stephica smiled at him. "In the kitchen, before your sis showed up." Roe blinked... "Sis? Phoebe. Plan. I have work. Evil plan. Needs work." He got up, dumping Stephica to the ground in his frantic nervousness. "Plan. Evil Plan." He then walked out of the room. Stephica scowled, "If I can't have you Roe, then I'll make you sure you regret passing me up!" Her aura of erotica flared as she stood, straightened her slinky red dress and vowed to find a man to turn to mush as soon as possible. "OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! You will regret it Roe, that is for sure! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! *ahem*" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- The Dining Room - Chez Impro "*munchmunchmunch* So that's the plan. Do you want some ice cream?" Phoebe tilted the tub of ice cream toward Omi, who graciously took a spoonful. "It sounds like fun, when do we start?" Omi had fun eating ice cream. wai. "Just as soon as I get a few more people in place. This is going to so much fun!! Wai!" "Wai!" "Wai!" "Wai!" And thus the world's first kawaii-sinsister wai was born. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Ocean - Near Chez Impro Crater Damienroc had barely gone ten meters into his Great ImproCommunity Quest before a strange sight stopped him. Alright, a 66 meter tall fantail of water wasn't all that strange, seeing as he'd caused a few of his own in the past day or so, in his oceanbiking exploits. Typically, however, he'd been at the focus of them, and looking ahead so that he wouldn't crash into the occasional whale, and he hadn't actually seen the huge sprays of water he'd caused. So seeing one from afar was definitely a new and interesting experience. So he did the only thing possible in this sort of situation. He gawked, slowed down, and almost fell off his mountainbike as he came to a standstill. The huge spray of water came closer and closer, the thunderous sound of angrily churned water growing louder and louder until nothing else could be heard. About two hundred meters from the shoreline, something flew from the front of it, and the spray of water died down. By the time it got to shore it was a relatively small wave, if you can count a five meter high wave as 'small.' Damienroc quickly demonstrated his speedbiking skills and was a safe distance away in 0.25 seconds. The thing that had flew from the head of the spray of water arced through the air, heading straight for him. Before he could properly worry, it resolved itself into the figure of a man (further details were impossible to make out at the speed it was going at) about half a second before landing on the beach. A huge cloud of sand was thrown up, obscuring everything. When the sand and dust had settled, the man was standing there. No, 'posed' might be a better term. For the figure was truly posing, in the manner of a theatrical ninja, crouched low and arms dramatically extended. A small wind blew the remaining sand away. Dramatically, of course. The man remained in his pose and Damien could almost *hear* the dramatic music. The dramatic effect was ruined when a few boxes, and a large sack fell all around on the new arrival, promptly followed by a backpack that landed on his head. There was another cloud of sand, but it was nowhere near as dramatic as the first. "Oh well, there goes my dramatic entrance," sighed the man. "Plus it looks like I miscalculated. The ImproParty's nowhere around here..." "You're here for the ImproParty?" asked Damienroc. "Why yes. You are as well?" The strange man looked at Damienroc. "Wait a minute, you look familiar. Damienroc, or Jeff Peters, right?" Things were clicking in Damienroc's head as well. The man's accent was similar to Phoebe's. There was the fact he'd just RAN over the surface of the ocean, so he must have been from overseas. And then there was the hair. Oh, was there EVER the hair. Unruly, wild, messy, and that was just the front. The rest of it was even worse. Damienroc had only ever heard of one person who could have hair that messy. It all meant that this could be only that person. "You're Steve Scougall?" "Yep, that's me. How far away is the Party house, by the way?" "Well, it was right there. I'm off to find out where it's got to." Steve looked determined. "I shall join you. I didn't come all this way just to miss the Party." And thus the Great ImproParty Quest was on. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The Basement - SLID "..." was all 2F could muster after hearing the reason *why* Epsilon was in a box naked except for a pair of wings. Ardweden flustered.. "But I swear, I have *no* idea how Jonaton got in there." Chris nodded emphatically, "It was something that was unexpected. But not as unexpected as-" "Say it and I will hurt you." TwoFlower rubbed his temples. "Alright, we can't just leave them here..." "Can we have some clothes?" "Please?" "And where's my labcoat?" "Hey, where's my lackey?" TwoFlower silenced them both with a glare. "Ard, take Jonaton upstairs and find his clothes. But give him a towel first *please*. Chris, since you started all this, you have to stay here and make sure Epsi.." "Do not call me Epsi!" "And make sure Epsi stays down here. Got it?" Chris nodded solemnly. As TwoFlower, Ard, and Jonaton exited the not so secret any more secret headquarters of the Impro Inquisition, he turned to Epsilon. "So, you are true evil incarnate." Epsilon eyed Chris, and nodded slowly. "None are so villainous as me. Although, at the moment there are those more clothed than I." Chris tossed Epsilon his old Impro Inquisitor robes. "Try these, they're nice." "Velvet?" "No, suede." "Not bad, I like the way the textur- er I mean how DARE you imply I would wear such peasant robes as these?" Chris sighed, "Would you rather stay naked?" *pause* "These peasant robes shall do for now. Now what do you want from the great and mighty Epsilon?!" "Well Epsi.." "You shall not call me Epsi!" "..I challenge you to a test of villainy!!" Chris posed dramatically, you could almost hear the ominous bad guy talking to bad guy music. "You have a long way to go. My feats of evil are heretofore unmatched and unprecedented. But we shall have our contest! You shall fall to the villainy of THE MIGHTY EPSILON! BUUAHAHAH BUAHAHAHAH BUAHAHAHAHA." Chris joined in.. "The contest begins.. BUAHAHAHAHA." And thus the two shared a mighty villain laugh. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= At that very moment, Lawrence was looking over his recently recovered piece of literature, trying to remember when he decided to have Pantyhose Tarou join the Furniture Warriors and beat the snuffing out of Ikea and Marlo single-handedly. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- "Mooo!" *crunch* *thump* *whack* "ooooooh" *thump* "Unf!" "MOOOOO!" "[THRUST]" "Oof!" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Living Room - Chez Impro Yun was thinking. Yun was embarrassed. Yun was down to his boxers, and just his boxers. Yun was feeling a draft. Stephica drummed her fingers accross the chess board nonchalantly, watching Yun's eyes wander towards here from time to time. "Time's a wasting!" she reminded him, flaring her aura of erotica even more powerfully. Unfortunately, Yun had a weak constitution, so when his nose started bleeding like a nozzle, he passed out. "Darn. Third one today." Neovid and Fatman lay on the ground clad only in boxers next to the fallen Yun, noses similarly bled. "Where am I going to find a worthy opponent? Someone smart, but timid around women. Not so Hentai that he'll get a nosebleed. Or at least not a serious one." A little Lumi-chan appeared over her head as Woofer walked in the door. "Oh Woofer!" she cooed. Woofer, recently dechibified, blinked at the men on the ground. "Yes?" Stephica grinned slyly, her aura once again growing in intensity.. "Care for a game of chess?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Bar - Chez Impro Zombie Elvis was behind the bar, mixing something no one was quite brave enough to try yet considering what he was fond of devouring during his short life span. He mixed the strange fluid, and it turned green. And fizzled. It also appeared to be trying to eat its way through the glass. Eslington watched this cautiously as he drank his pop (imported from home). "So.. you give up on the brains thing?" "Nnnnnnngh." Zombies aren't particularly large on the brain cells. "Going to try to make a go at singing again? The world still loves you." "Nnnnnnngh." "Oh I see. Well, I don't blame you, media as it is these days." "Media.. eat... brains." Eslington blinked. Just then, Keith Richards walked up. "Awright, is it ready now Elvis? Remember now, you promised me some good shit since you stole all the shit from the bathroom." He saw the drink in Elivs's slow moving hand. "Awright!" He downed it all in one gulp. Boggled, Eslington asked, "Are you alright?" Keith Richards smiled, nodded. "Finnnaly. Some good shit man." With that, he fell off his barstool, hit the ground, and closed his eyes one final time, as his chest took in its last breath. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Middle of Nowhere - Ocean "Um... Steve?" "Yeah?" "What's in the bags?" "Hmm. Let's see..." Steve started counting on his fingers, as if to remind himself. "Fifty liters of Coke, another hundred for the rest of the partygoers, a hundred kilograms of potato chips, a hundred kilograms of crackers, a nicely presented guacamole-like dip for the crackers, biscuits of all sort, including Anzac biscuits, which I don't think you've probably ever seen, three hundred kilos of macadamia nuts, a few 'Armenian' cakes, that the recipe said was Armenian but they probably aren't, really, seeing that they were made in Australia by an Australian, and a banana." "A banana?" "I got hungry." So saying, the Australian reached into the sack and picked out a fresh completely unbruised banana and ate it. "Oh yeah, AND a special CD that is a perfect conversion of King of Fighters for the Playstation, with the addition of Dan Hibiki." "Dan? Why on earth did you put DAN in a game?" Steve shrugged. "If I didn't put him in 2F wouldn't bother playing the game." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Basement - SLID "BUAHAHAHAHHAHA" "BUAHAHAHAHAHHAHA" "BUAHAHAHAHA" "Buaha... oops, sorry, I heard evil laughing and I thought it was about my evil plan. Sorry, wrong maniacal laugher group." Phoebe smiled apologetically at the startled Epsilon and Chris. "Maniacal laughter? There was no MANIACAL laughter. Me and Epsi were just-" "You shall not call me- hey I wonder where Blade is?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- San Diego "Nothing like a good murderous rampage to give one a big appetite." Jake chomped down on his Ultimate Cheeseburger... chompily. Blade scurried up.."Wow master! You were so determined. So actually violent! No more pseudo dramatic evil! The real deal. Hurrah!" Jake sweatdropped... "What do you mean?" Blade stuttered, "Well, E-Epsi, I just meant.." Jake got a mighty annoyed battle aura..."YOU SHALL NOT CALL ME EPSI!" *SMACK* "OW! Boss, it is you!" "..." -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Outside Chez Impro Twoflower shook Todd's hand, "Welcome back, we're just waiting for the Impro Taxi then we're off to Hawaii." Todd got a dreamy look on his face. "The sand, the beach, the big lifeguards." Twoflower nodded, "I hear it's good this time of year. Or any time of year." Todd watched as Dan Wood unloaded a large crate of Dr. Pepper off the Ragnorak and Roe celebrated by doing cartwheels in the front lawn. "Where is the taxi anyway?" *ROAR* "Oh." The dragon landed next to the Ragnorak, and coincidentally on the scraps of what was left of Wang's van. "Looks like you guys started the party without us!" Random hopped off the dragon and gave Twoflower a look. Katy hopped off as well.. "Oh well, let's make up for lost time!" She and Random disappeared into the Globe of Gaming Goodness. Twoflower sweatdropped.. "Well, I think that's everyone for now..." "GAGNE!" Todd and Twoflower turned their heads back to the dragon, which looked rather embarrassed to have such a pathetic cargo still on its back. Kind of the way a dog gets when you put Christmas style antlers on his head and he looks at you like "Do you really want me to have this on me? Please get it off." A pink blur fell from the Dragon's back, and landed at 2F's feet in a heap. Todd gasped.. "Dan Habiki? But there's no anime charac-" ColdFury stood quickly.. "No! Not Dan, but his #1 Fan! Taunting Godhead legend Stone ColdFury!!" He jumped into the air with his forearm flexed. "Oyaji!" 2F sweatdropped. "Hiya CF." ColdFury got in TwoFlower's face. "You think you are a Dan fan!? I'm a Dan Fan!" ColdFury got to one knee, flexed and tears streamed down his face. "I can no longer stand to see you paraded as the #1 Dan Fan! I challenge you to a Dan and Dan vs Dan and Dan in Marvel vs Street Fighter match!" Twoflower got an evil grin. "Alright, I have a minute before we take off for Hawaii." Todd, 2F, and CF walked into the GGG. 90 seconds (and one minor explosion from the GGG) later they walked out. ColdFury fell to the ground, panting. "you.. you did not defeat me. oosha." TwoFlower breathed heavy as well. "Nor you me." Todd looked someone puzzled. "I never knew you could do a double KO with both parties doing Raging Suicide." ColdFury nodded. "Who knew they had a special graphic for that?" "Or that the machine was built to blow up in case two people were ever that good as Dan?" TwoFlower added, brushing some soot off his aloha shirt. "Ah well. It's off to Hawaii for Chez Impro. Let's go." Suddenly, the engines flared up around them. They all looked around puzzled, then Todd had a realization. "Oh my god. Where's my Dan?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Basement Dan wrested Phoebe, Chris, and even Epsilon off of him. He got to the controls and screamed at the top of his lungs. "Yeee haw! Hawaii here we come!" After a quick consultation with the instruments and the map he bought, he pressed some buttons. The engine's flared to life. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Chez Impro Around the house, arguments were stopped, karoke was silenced, and H stopped trying to play doctor with the injured Calculus. Everything stopped as the engines roared to life, and the house took off. Downward. Gravity lost it's hold as G-Force, er g forces overwhelmed it, sending everything and everyone in the house into freefall. Video game consoles, machines, taco bells, a few stray chihuahuas all airborne in a ride even Great America or Six Flags wouldn't try to sell you. "Dan I'm going to kill you!" was the only thing many of them heard before *THUD*. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Chez Impro Crater Jake and Blade (who insisted on following Jake around despite Jake's vehement declarations that he was not, thank god, Epsilon), stood outside the crater where Chez Impro used to be. Jake screamed.. "They did it! The fools did it! They blew it all up!" Blade was going to comment about some stupid apes when Chez Impro impacted in front of them, back where it started. They went flying from the force of the impact. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Chez Impro - Aftermath Stephica and Woofer tried to untangle their mostly naked bodies. Both had on only meager amounts of clothing, namely underwear. So while technically, no one was naked, they were tangled up with each other on the couch where they ended up after Chez Impro and impacted earth. Chess pieces and articles of clothing scattered everywhere, Stephica was so startled she forgot to lower her aura of erotica. Poor Woofer was practically immobile at such close range.. and contact. Of course, that's when the long neglected Jess decided to step back into the fic again. "Woofer! How DARE you!" If you've ever been to the H! dimension, there are certain things you know. If you see a tentacle demon, kiss your ass good bye, literally. Sex in the hallways isn't that romantic, nor taboo. Fathers should never speak out of place when their dominatrix wives are present. And the cute girl slap when angered is NOT to be trifled with. It was this knowledge, and this knowledge alone, that gave W4 the power to break through Steph's aura, get up (dropping her on her cute tush for the *third* time today), and make a break for the basement door, which was locked. Jess chased after him like a mad woman possessed with jealousy, mainly because she was. Stephica looked annoyed and bewildered, annoyed that she finally had him in check in their game of 'strip chess', and bewildered about what just happened. But bewilderment turned into a grin when she saw Roe at the door, jaw open. "You and Woofer?" Stephica shrugged, gathering her dress and shoes. "Sore wa... " She winked as she walked out. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= Woofer ran through the house, only to be tackled by Jess right outside the basement. He wiggled free, and pressed against the door as Jess stood to confront him. "It's not nice to cheat on someone you love." She teared up. She wound up. She slapped. Woofer slumped against the door as Jess walked off. "Consider us over!" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- Basement - SLID Phoebe stood up and brushed herself off. "Oh drat. I'm out of ice cream and I'm dirty. I'm out of this dank old basement." She stood and climbed the stairs, opening the door inward. She barely had time to register who it was that rolled down the stairs and landed in a clump at the bottom of the basement with a sickening crack. Twoflower and others ran to the entrance to SLID and looked down, gasping. "Woofer!" "W4-san!" "My love!" "Oh dear." After a brief moment of panic, there was silence. W4, the Woofer, the Mad Author himself, was dead. Of course, as these things are, there was a loud crashing noise as a limousine drove itself into the living room. Aaron Shattuck jumped out, wild eyed. "THAT WAS COOL! The house! *boom* *crash* Right on that cat that was checking out the empty lot!" A cry went out to incapacitate the madman and soon he was under a large stack of authors. (Bet you never thought you'd ever see THAT in your lifetime) As Shattuck was led to a closet by Lusipher and Jonaton, who were arguing over who should wear the labcoat, moaning sounds came from the back of the limo. Roe and 2F exchanged looks and a crowd gathered near the door. 2F yanked it open and immediately fell over with a nosebleed. Ravi and Illyria paused when they heard the door open and a rather large gasp. Peering out the open door they saw everyone. And everyone saw them. A lot of them. Illyria blushed. "Uh. Um. Thrust?" -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- And somewhere, people began plotting to kill the author. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-==-=-=-=-=-= Where are the Stars of Our Show? Steve Scougall: Ocean DamienRoc: Ocean ColdFury: Living Room Chris: Basement W4: Dead - Basement Iron Chef Chen Kenichi: Kitchen Nick: Living Room Anko: Living Room Yun Cheolsu: Out Cold - Game Room BlackMage: living room Kate Malloy: living room Twoflower: Out Cold - Living Room Squall: Living Room Hottcoffee: Living Room H (Myth): Beach Tameran: Living Room Stephica: Living Room Omi no Miko: Kitchen Delfina: Living Room (big place ain't it?) Phoebe: Basement Ardweden: Living Room Keith Richards: Dead - Bar Ura: Living Room Roe: Living Room Jess: Mourning - Basement Chaos: Living Room Lusipher: Escoring Shattuck - Wearing Jonatan's Coat Zombie Elvis: Still Dead - Bar Kimberli: In Shogo Ordog Mech - Iceberg Calculus: Injured - Beach Eternal Lost Lurker: Injured - Iceberg Lawrence: Writing Room Rain: Outside Chez Impro Wang Tu Chun Out Cold - Bedroom Eslington: Bar Jonatan: Escorting Shattuck (sans coat) Epsilon: Basement NeoVid: Out Cold - Game Room Fatman: Out Cold - Game Room Aaron: The beach ? nihility (Eric): The beach ? Illyria: Nekkid - Limo Ravi: Nekkid - Limo Aaron Shattuck: In Custody - Chez Impro Jake: Out Cold - In Bushes Outside C.I. Blade: Out Cold - In Bushes Outside C.I. Mecha Tom Green: San Diego ? Todd: Living Room Dan: Living Room Dragon: Front Yard Random: GGG Katy: GGG Ragnorak: Front Yard Leonardo DiCaprio: Dead??? Author's Notes: Hi All! :) First off, don't kill me! This was kinda rushed, but I hope it's still a quality chibi. Wow there's lots of characters involved in this puppy. I hope I did a good job touching on as many as I could. I still think I only got 2 thirds of them. If you were OOC, I'm sorry :) I know I killed Woofer, I'm a bastard. Phoebe will bring him back. I promise. ^_^;; I hope. Kinda funny how this is my first submission and it's the author selfinclusion one. Ah well. I tried not to give myself 'star of the show' syndrome. Also I didn't realize how many injuries and fatalities I've caused in this one part until I wrote up the locator tabs. Sex, Violence, Mass Nudity, Explosions. This part has it all. Don't kill me :) Feedback is nice (coldfury@home.com) Sorry I didn't get a chance to send thise out to those who volunteered to preread, I just plain ran out of time due to finals and helping friends move. This is a huge task. I'd compare it to almost Ultra at this point. You've got the billions (and billions) of characters that everyone has at least one opinion on how they should be characterized. Oh and i know I captalizied it TwoFlower and Twoflower. Deal. :) Outta Here - ColdFury