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[Ghidora131]

This is for the wonderful Fishers64 in all her writer's glory. Actual topic here.

 
Chapter 1 - The Overcooked Burritos


Atiluny woke up to see a wall of water coming at him. Wondrous joy filled him at the sight of his favorite thing: drowning. He rushed towards the wall, arms extended, screaming "DADDY" until int knocked him flat. He grabbed onto a short bonsai and went unconscious.
 
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"Get up already!"
 
Krakua rolled around in his sleep. The big night. If it wasn't for the fact that he was going to get a million widgets for playing here, he wouldn't have come, because he sucked as a musician. When the band started, he began singing the wrong tune. "Never gonna give you up-"
 
Instantly tomatoes were flying at his face. He ducked most of them, hoping this would all be over soon. He got his wish.
 
"Doggone pile of Muaka dung, MOVE!!!" Tobduke's slap sent him flying into the opposite wall, which was rather unfortunate, as a wall of water rushed through and whacked him unconscious.
 
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Krakua was on his face.
 
He got up slowly, only to be knocked over by Helrix accidentally backing into him. "Oh. Pardon me, good sir. I have decided to rescue your person from certain catastrophic demise." Krakua was about to ask why the dumb accent when a shout was heard. "Krakua!"
 
It had to be Tob the Duke. He quickly ran over to the edge of a rocky, barren cliff leading straight down to the water. Only, the problem was he didn't stop in time, so as his feet scrambled for a place to stand, he went plummeting into the water below. Tobduke, however, was on the rocks, dead, but wearing shades, a hawaiian shirt, and had some fruit punch.
 
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Somewhere else, black lilypads bobbed wondrously in a pool of nauseating green water, decorated with little neon orange flowers. Slides from a projector flashed; a picture of a Bula Berry Dinosaur, a hunter's gum, a lightsaber, a miserable insect, and Barney.
 
A pair of eyes watched this absentmindedly, and from the floor, as they were just a pair of eyes.
 
Totes real.
 
The drain unplugged.




Batman!

Edited January 24, 2017 by The Ghrinch

[fishers64]

Dude...this is actually funny. Hats off to you for the rick roll and Tob the Duke. 

[Ghidora131]

Dude...this is actually funny. Hats off to you for the rick roll and Tob the Duke. 

And somehow, he survived yet again.

[The 1st Shadow]

Dude, have I ever told you that you kinda worry me sometimes?

 

Nonetheless, this was pretty funny. Loved the puns.

[Ghidora131]

Dude, have I ever told you that you kinda worry me sometimes?

 

Nonetheless, this was pretty funny. Loved the puns.

 

Nonono, i'm perfectly fine, nothing wrong, just KEEP ME AWAY FROM THE STRAIGHTJACKET-

 

*next chapter coming soon*

[fishers64]

Oh, this is going to get more popular than the original epic. I can feel it coming. Oh well.  

[Ghidora131]

It... Is?

 

I think you overestimate my abilities. This didn't happen with Textermination.

[Kovika: Visorak Lord]

Keep this up and Nato and Dane might actually admit that you're funny.

[Ghidora131]

If they dare see it.

[fishers64]

It... Is?

 

I think you overestimate my abilities. This didn't happen with Textermination.

Extermination was extremely popular, thanks to its nature as a BZP epic and the charismatic nature of Voltex. 

 

My writing on this site has never been popular at all. I think the closest to popularity I got was Spinning Doctor Drake. That's several years old now. 

Edited October 21, 2015 by fishers64

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 2 - Quadruplet?

Atiluny awoke to a face full of trees. Talk about skin issues. After the painful event of removing those trees, his whole body hurt randomly. "I hate nerves" he proclaimed before stomping off.
 
He noticed an odd, green and blue thing... Like some repulsive, hideous... Person. Rushing over, he saw them holding a do-it-yourself joint kit with their lower legs on the ground. Mortified, he screamed and ran in circles for a few hours before actually helping re-attach them. "Ugh... Thanks, mate. Name's Quadruplet. I... What's with the odd looks?"
 
"Nothing. Just nothing. Psychopath."

 

"Hey!" Quadruplet said. "Um, what are you here for, anyway? i doubt you make a living getting scared.

 

Atiluny was about to say he did, and decided against it. "Tryin' to get a home. Get some monies. Get a life. You wouldn't happen to know any life-getting stuff... Would you?"

 

He gleamed sadistically. "Oh, you can bet i do! Even if you don't gamble."

 

 

 

KA-BOOMIES

 

A bunch of rocks crashed down the cliffside and onto Krakua. Helryx was having the time of her life laughing her heart out at him. As he turned the hawaiian titan over, he thought he saw his heartlight flash. It didn't, it was just trolling him. Suddenly he saw something terrible. Something that made his blood run cold.

 

 

He saw a wall.

On a surfboard.

 

Coming right at him.

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 3 - The Power Plant

 

It was in those days Krakua realized - His back hurt.

 

He couldn't pull up the hawaiian hunk, and he hated ladders (and for some reason just made one). So all he could do was... Spasm around on the beack and hope he miraculously got thrown up onto the ground.

 

SPLOOSH.

 

He did miraculously fly up onto the stretch of land and landed in a heap after all. Tobduke... Is awesome. And dead. Helryx wanted him to be, but why? And why am I so hungry?

 

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Several years hours later, Ghidora finally wrote a chapter Atilucy and Quadruplet were standing outside of a shabby shack when the former noticed something frightening.

 

A surfboarding rabid wall was headed towards the beach. It struck the side of the coastline and fell over, foaming incredibly before failing at life and drifting out to sea. "Oh jeez. How do we deal with these walls? What's causing them?"

 

"I" Quadruplet said with a pathetic latin accent, "Haveth a plan."

 

 

Two minutes later...

 

"Greetings, losers and trashheaps of Spherus Magna!" Quadruplet's megaphone boomed through the streets. "An investigation is under way to remodel the horrific walls that plague our coastlines!" One random very disturbing fish seller looked up, as he sorted his very disturbing fish.

 

"It is our mission to find the source of these tremors and build a supermarket on it! Only the dumb, gullible suckers like yourselves will ever join us!"

 

"What'za Widdjet, huh?" A random Agori asked. "I don't like have TIME for this okay? It's not like im gonna sit around an watch you weerdoes build a stupid-"

 

"Okayyoucanhavefunwiththatheywhydontyouhelpusbuildreallythankssogladyoucouldtakeyourprecioustimetohelpinsteadofgripingokaybye" Atiluny threw the weirdo into a pile of wood.

 

"And POW! It's suddenly a cruize ship! 500 monies widgets dollarz for a person!"

 

"We'll come," A gruff Po-Matoran said, as he stood by what seemed to be clones of himself. "And bub, it better have a training center, or else your head-"

 

He placed a Kolhii ball on the ground and tried desperately to stomp it into nothingness to no avail. Furious, he kicked it, sending it careening off of several very disturbing fish stands and finally hitting Atiluny in the face. "Like THAT! only not so BOUNCY! UNDERSTAND?"

 

Quadruplet nodded profusely several times before being abruptly dropped behind the stand by the rude bloke. Atiluny got up, gripping his head,and glanced at the sign.

 

BOAT TOURS: GET A TOUR OF A REAL LIFE BOAT! ONLY 99,99.99

 

"...Quasimodo, you can't do this." Atiluny gulped.

 

"Watch me." The supposed hunchback replied as a fancy looking Vortixx waltzed up and poked a long finger at Quadruplet's face. "What is that atrocious- er, I mean i'd like passage on your boat. Is it actually luxurious?"

 

"I guess-"

 

"I GUESS!!!" Quadruplet responded creepily. "We also come with the whole boat! signups open for 24 hours!"

 

For some really stupid reason, they all joined. Atiluny nearly facepalmed, and then the Toa Mahri showed up. "Hey yo yo Pir... uh... We gonna yo yo yo... Boat? Aw, just give us a free ride because we'll kill you otherwise, pretty please?"

 

"Fine" Quadruplet said, before pulling a massive square-ish piece of stone from behind the shop. it was huge. "Mata Nui's left toenail!"

 

"I... Because... Why?" Hewkii stammered.

 

Quadruplet grumbled under his breath. "Unfortunate circumstances."

 

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Everything was super boring after that, and the boat size had been doubled. But something was off... Atiluny couldn;t put his finger on it. Perhaps the fact that in order to expand it, they just cut the frame in half and didn't fill in the gap... Meh, we'll find out later.

 

Suddenly a group of spiky and spiny individuals walked up, wearing sunglasses, backwards baseball caps, and "bling". "Hey yo yo," A golden Skakdi said. "Whatcha got goin' down in this suburb?"

 

"Ah your most excellency." Quadruplet said, bowing. "We are too shallow to be in your presence."

The golden one smirked. "I like your attitude, dog. Have some widgets; we're comin' along for the riiiide. So says Goldifloks the RAD!"

 

Atiluny looked very shocked after they had left. "Wow. What was that all about? They were just a bunch of Disc Jockeys."

 

Quadruplet shook his head as his eyes widened. "Nonono! the Skakdi rule the radio stations!"

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 4 - The Hopscotch

 

Atiluny looked at Quadruplet, clearly confused by the clearly tiny amount of comedy chapters.

 

"Mm... There." He pointed to Ghidora, who was lazily writing at 1:00 in the morning. "He'll get it done."

 

"Not that many passengers to pay off the... Everything." Atiluny grumbled as he glanced at the SS Salami. "I hope it dies."

 

"What did you just say?"

 

Atiluny quickly placed a mask of convenient sadness on. "Sob, sob... Just Do It. NIKE. Sob..."

 

"It has nothing to do with shoes, you twit." Quadruplet snapped. "So if you're going to gripe and add to the ocean, then I'll join you."

 

Atiluny took the mask off. "I... Literally did that in the second chapter. But seriously, If there's one thing I know, it's how to talk. If it wasn't for me, plot fails we all die."

 

"You... Do that," The shorter being said. "Um, yeah. I'll do my thing, and you can watch Sesame Street."

 

"No more passenger jets."

 

"We don't need more passenger jets," Quadruplet said. "But I do need you to take this." He handed him a bag of monies. "Anyone can go alone, but it's too dangerous."

 

Atiluny sighed. "Can't you just keep this in your house?"

 

"What's a house... Oh, those things that people have to make themselves claustrophobic. Uh, I just kinda sleep in a hollow log or something."

 

"That is a very stupid." With a grunt, Atiluny threw the whole stand over the ship, hearing it crash into the water on the other side, sleigh bells jingling. If a thief decided to rob the construction site, the construction site would just hit them with its purse. "Now, come on. You can stay in my house."

 

"Wut."

 

* * *

 

It was an hour long hike back to the dome of sorrow that Atiluny called a home away from everything else. Atiluny still watched for bandits, ignoring all the obvious ones and checking in dumpsters for them. Out of all this, he never purchased that set of chopsticks for his dinner. He made a mental check to get them tomorrow, then come back to tonight and eat dinner again.

 

Atiluny's hut was tiny. It was made out of a set of used dishwashers and a phone booth, wit frilly pink slippers on the door frame.

 

The Agori entered, being shoved by the tiny Matoran, slamming into the stove and making dinner. Quadruplet began counting the monies and cackling evilly. "Yet... Nah, even with the expensive bath tub toys, we'll still get a monstrous profit."

 

"...Bath toys for the Vortixx?"

 

"Yeah, it's um..." The Bo-Matoran scratched his head. "It's... It's the thing where stuff happens and people r sads. I think... I've never bathed before."

 

"Everything." He glared at the opposite wall as he scarfed his food, Quadruplet collapsing onto the couch and falling asleep.

 

"Boo-Scaries."

 

The sound was right next to his ear. Getting up and dancing for being right, Atiluny stared obnoxiously at the ceiling. "Uh, literally what?"

 

"Oh, sorry. Had to speak creepily. Knocking, that's for sissies."

 

Atiluny rolled his eyes and rushed to greet the door. "I want to be on your boat" Said Krakua.

 

"Wait, why?"

 

"Becaaaaauuuuuuuuse..." He leaned over and whispered. "Your buddy is not from here. He lived in Canada."

 

"Why should I care?" He tried to obstruct the view of the monies. "Besides, he's helping me, and I like him, so bugger off."

 

"Boat plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"No"

 

"Plz"

 

"OKAY!!!" Atiluny almost woke the dead (and the Quadruplet). "You can come! But touch him, and you swim home. Agreed?"

 

"Greed."

Edited December 8, 2015 by Ghidora131

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 5 - The Density


The room glowed with glowworms as Atiluny closed the door behind him. He sat down on his bed, the got up, realized he had been sitting on Quadruplet's bag, and furiously threw it at the wall. He turned to look at the key, then stuffed the key in some stuffing in his pocket.
 
He passed the room for a few minutes, thinking about Toa, keys, and boxes. The bag weighed too much, and the Toa's interests seemed to be about wine. He ground some coffee with his teeth, going over the amount of monies that were supposed to be there, supposedly there, ans superbly there. Why did everything have to be so great?
 
* * *
 
A sea serpent cracked its neck, finally relieved of its pain. It splashed around, looking for a chiropractor. A potted plant decided to skydive and failed miserably.
 
Frantically, the Agori fell off of the bed she had been standing on and landed on her face. With a cry, she began punching the water.
 
She was standing on a cliff made of grass, and she hated grass. She began pushing a lawnmower around furiously destroying this odd landmark. A tiny boat loitered around until it became grass, and got mowed to death.
 
The water stopped shaking. The sea serpent grumbled, unable to find a chiropractor.
 
Totes real. She picked the plant up, and took away its parachute. But the doggone water... She had to fix it... She needed a band-aid.
 
* * *
 
The rush of rabid walls approached him from the south, wearing grey uniforms and carrying rifles.
 
"Why did you get passage on that boat?" asked Trinuma.
 
"Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh-"
 
"Very good!" He whapped him on the back so hard he almost had as much back issues as the sea serpent. "Say, you hear something awesome?"
 
Awesome might not have been the word for it, but he did hear something. The two rushed off to find Tahu and Gali breakdancing on the edge of the beach, listening to Weird Al.
 
"Simpletons!" Bellowed Trinuma, jolting the two out of their purposeful convulsions. They looked at each other, a very disturbing fish in between, trying to break dance also.
 
"You're both under arrest for listening to Weird Al, break dancing, and going to the beach at four in the morning!" He growled furiously.
 
"No" Said Tahu, with some absurdity, "We were just... Just trying to... Stop the walls! yeah, that's totally why we're out here...."
 
He slapped cylinders on their wrists. "Move."
 
"This only works on Voltex! you know that, right?" Tahu spoke in vain as the four marched into april.
 
* * *
 
Atiluny couldn't think at night. Mainly because when he tried to, he quickly stopped the thought.
 
Ah, but then he thought of worldwide disaster. Yes. So comforting, so peaceful. But after that, the...
 
Uh...
 
To distract himself, he pulled a book out from under his bed. It was a book of questions he never intended to answer, like "why a mechanized cow" and "why didn't you build that fruit launcher" and "what is a boat".
 
He found a blank page, and began writing. But, his writing was trash, considering he hadn't written in 100,00 years. He devised a box, containing people, that when it went down, it broke, and everyone drowned.
 
 
He would build it. And then he would know... Something?
 
Go read this, it's better

[fishers64]

Yep, this is actually funny. I like the sea serpent chiropractor, and the piraka acting like rap stars. 

 

And Quadrasil's sales' pitches are funny no matter what. 

[Ghidora131]

sales' pitches

 

AGH

 

I COULD HAVE USED THAT JOKE

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 6 - The Chokings

 

 

 

Trinuma didn't like Tahu's side very much as the latter spilled the beans. "Now I have to clean that," The Turaga said, turning from the flames burning the house down. "In fact, I don't even remember you having a birthday, Tahu. Were you even born? I thought you just happened."

 

Tahu's Hau turned into a grimace. He tried to speak through it, but grimaces are very hard to work with, so it turned back into a Hau.

 

Gali was oblivious to everything.

 

"We'll be going to get custard, if that's all." Trinuma rumbled.

 

"That won't be neccesary," Vakama said "I can send for some."

 

"I don't like custard" Said Gali. "Give it to Tahu."

 

"He is part of this group," Said Trinuma. "If he really likes it, then he'll get some. But until I'm sure of it, he'll be kept from custard."

 

"He likes it" Krakua said. "He loves custards a lot." His Kanohi Sugary had picked up on that much. But she was really on the beach to make him a sand-wich as a prank. She just never said. Also, her mind appeared to be n another place, but he wasn't clever enough to deduce why.

 

Trinuma looked at him skeptically.

 

Krakua tapped his mask, but missed and poked himself in the eye.

 

"Isn't he part Muaka?" Trinuma said, grinning.

 

Krakua glared.

 

"Come on," Trinuma said, dragging his cohorts behind him. "let's go get custard."

 

* * *

 

Somewhere else...?

 

The Agori shoveled out the inside of the barrel - some sort of tasteless wood - onto her plate. She dropped her cup in the barrel next to it. Tendrils of octopus filled them both. She turned the waterfall around. For the first 10 minutes she had tried to grow plants and become a master gardener, but nobody can grow a plant in ten minutes.

 

Soon she was in an extravagant dining hall, dining on a grill roasted hallway. It sucked, especially when her father was here, for he was always talking about cars and tools for some stupid reason. He was no here today, however, it was an insurance salesman.

 

"Hellooo, ma'am," The savvy seller said. "Want some insurance? first one's freee."

 

"Uh, no, creeper." Belladonna said.

 

"Wait, what?" He sounded annoyed. "I don't like you either, BTW. Hashtag, nobody cares."

 

The fantasy dissolved immediately. My name is Belladonna. You killed my father. Prepare to die. She looked down at her half-decent food and began eating the shovel, drowning the glass of water somehow. It was a thought, poking up through the top of her head, and it needed to be detached.

 

The room sucked. I am Belladonna. And for a hundred thousand seconds I have not cared. An army surrounded her, a sword appeared in her hand. I will care. I will appreciate. I WILL DO SOMETHING.

 

And with that Belladonna stormed down the hall, griping about imaginary fathers.

 

* * *

 

Atiluny never gained weight. Early morning finally found him on his feet, surprising for everyone - he never slept standing. A Grinch smile crept onto his face as a hope - Bob Hope, he reminded himself - filled the theaters.

 

"I'd like two rubber duckies" The Agori said, pushing the widgets across the counter.

 

"I don't sell those," The very disturbing fish seller said.

 

Atiluny facepalmed.

 

About an hour later, Atiluny was at the building site, holding a rubber ducky in an odd and bulging shape, and a box that contained two Bing Crosby cassettes.

 

Another Agori showed up with a collection of old used braces. "For you, sir." Atiluny caught sight of the furniture.

 

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING" Quadruplet roared.

 

"I... Uhh... I... I like braces." His stomach growled angrily. He had been so busy he had completely forgotten about eating a healthy breakfast.

 

* * *

 

Trinuma forced Gali and Tahu to wade through a pile of dismembered ankles. Krakua followed him to the Order's prison fortress, now oddly perched like a parrot. To his left, the Toa of Sugars could see a large, boring bunch of dirt, with a bit of boulders here and there.

 

"The waves caught it and pulled it out to see the world," Trinuma glared at Krakua's horrified expression. "But other than that, it's higher than the bottom of the ocean, so we just put people there and hope they survive."

 

Krakua followed up an extremely convenient stone staircase, trying not to look at the sky above him. Trinuma was probably wrong, and the two prisoners didn't have anything to do with this - it was probably Helryx. But she was gone, and probably partying with Tobduke. But say hat she liked to party, and he might be laughed  right into the water.

 

Suddenly, a Matoran kicked him in the shin. He glanced around in pain, as Kapura just glared angrily. "Vakama wants Tahu, like, right now, so gimme." He tugged on Tahu's arm.

 

"Oh, um... Why, though? It's not like we care." Trinuma growled.

 

"ITZ DAH TRUUTHE!!!" He pulled harder.

 

Krakua held his shin in pain. He's probably right, but... Why?

Edited January 23, 2016 by Ghidora131

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 7 - The Spilled Milk
 
 
"It's all wrong." Quadruplet said.
 
Atiluny looked at a puzzle momentarily. "Sorry, I just got distracted. I should be working on the pile of trash."
 
"We hired other people to do physical labour. Chillax."
 
"Not." Atiluny laid out the plans for the boat on what would soon be a table. He hadn't written everything down - his writing sucked, if you recall. He pulled out his pen, and thought about eating it.
 
"Quadruplet, can you get me a sandwich?" Atiluny said. "carrying all this stuff back is boring, and I'm hungry."
 
"Fine" the Matoran grumped. "Whatevs." He took his widgets and headed in a direction where there was nothing at all.
 
That was when Atiluny saw it. It was a large, boring spider with 22 legs and a moustache. "Quadruplet, look out!!!"
 
"No" he bluntly responded, and moonwalked away.
 
Quadruplet came back later, carrying the food, and looking funny, like a clown.
 
The two ate, and by the time the sun was a quarter, Atiluny had finished his plans up to the point that he might be able to retire. Wait - the sun was a quarter?! "What the-?"
 
Quadruplet looked at a horse. "You say something?"
 
Atiluny facepalmed. "I'm gonna go look for everybody."
 
The square was very square. Atiluny approached the weapon stand, only to find the derpy 22-legged spider behind it. "QUADRPULET!!!" Atiluny shrieked. He jumped happily, and then noticed a cobweb made out of corn in the back, dancing its head off.
 
Quadruplet ran up to the scene, carrying an axe. "Spider-man." He said. Atiluny frowned. "Cut that cocoon loose. I'll take care of the spider."
 
Quadruplet stopped him suddenly. "No. You need... The Force."
 
Atiluny punched him back and grabbed the spider, wrestling furiously. Quadruplet sliced the cobweb apart, and the person inside woke up. "That.. Was... AWESOME!!! It was like a sleep num-"
 
A dead spider landed on the booth. "YOU KILLED IT, YOU MURDERER!!! AAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"
 
Suddenly, thousands of liquid spiders poured into the square, flopping around and growing moustaches. "It's too dangerous to go alone! TAKE THIS!!!" His attempted attack was him throwing a loaded cordak launcher at him, which he gladly caught and began firing at the deadly splotches.
 
Fiery stones rained down and missed the spiders entirely. Air power swirled the watery substances into a large sphere, and a bulldozer flying at the mix sent it out into the ocean. "Since when did you guys become exterminators?"
 
"Since NOW." Quadruplet put on some shades as Jaller walked up and facepalmed. "You guys suck, but you did something nice for once. BTW, did you notice the sun was a quarter a minute or two ago?"
 
"Boring place" Quadruplet huffed. "Let's get everyone back to working already."
 
 
 
 
Chapter 8 - The Demonstrators
 
 
Krakua looked up from a rough steel panel in the middle of the courtyard. 15 Toa walked by carrying the Zivon, who was constantly denying a suited Toa wearing a tie constantly running around its face and saying "Walrus" repeatedly. The other 14 Toa wished he would just stop.
 
He walked over to Tahu, ignoring a three-legged Skakdi failing to do a Russian dance. "How did Gali get that boom box?"
 
"She found it on the beach. She said a whale left it there."
 
That theory actually made sense to the Toa of Sugars. "Did Gali... Seem like Gali?"
 
"She said she was Gali, but a lot. That was weird. She also said 'break dancing is love, break dancing is life'."
 
"So why the Karz did you go along with it?"
 
"Uh... I like break dancing." He smiled pathetically. "That, and Kopaka sucks. Not just at break dancing, but everything in general."
 
Krakua frowned. This was going nowhere... Suddenly, he saw the face of Helryx in Gali's cell, before it left on vacation.
 
"Getupstairstheyneedyouokaybye." Said Jomahk, who thrust him upstairs and out the door.
 
Trinuma's mask glowed with a glowworm. "Go away, pitiful worms." The Matoran threw an empty paper towel tube at him, screaming "Tahu Tahua Takua- OMGconnections2016" as Vakama looked around curiously. "What is going on?!"
 
Suddenly, everything went dark. There was a sound of happiness, and someone falling on their face. Then, water decided to ruin the party.
 
 
 
Chapter 9 - The Projector
 
 
"I told you they suck." Quadruplet snorted. "Most people don't seem to know threats when they see them."
 
Atiluny scowled. Every house had a door. That was obvious.
 
Fortunately, Quadruplet saw the last cocoon. The story of how much the two of them failed was getting popular. There might even be a comedy called 'Lait To Ze Partie' about it.
 
Finally, Kopeke fell out of his cocoon and landed face-first. The Matoran and Agori booed as Quadruplet hit him over the head.
 
Kopeke went unconscious.
 
* * *
 
"Sorry for the wearing tears." Atiluny said, clearly confused by his own words.
 
"No, keep it." Said the merchant.
 
"Wut? I don't need it..."
 
"YES YOU DO" He screamed. It was made out of scrap metal and engraved in some fuzzy name he couldn't identify.
 
"Look, I..." He tossed three monies on the table. "I need a couple of swords."
 
He got them.
 
* * *
 
The construction site was boring. Quadruplet had more that twice the amount of monies and half the workers. Atiluny walked back with the underpriced axe.
 
"Hey" Said Quadruplet, wiping his forehead in some stress lying around.
 
"I thought you were going to eat me." Said Atiluny, a little nervous.
 
"What?"
 
"Uh, never mind. How's the progress?"
 
"If the workers do something, we should be ready next year." One of the workers glared angrily and tripped over a pile of boards.
 
"Why are they helping us?"
 
Quadruplet leaned over. "They suck."
 
"Wait, what?"
 
"Nothing. Go get a snack. You look tired."
 
* * *
 
An hour later, Atiluny was on a mission: Free the five- wait, what?
 
"what are you doing?" Quadruplet asked lazily.
 
"Personal problems" He answered. "Go sleep somewhere."
 
"Uh, no. I have to work." Quadruplet responded.
 
"Whatever."
 
Atiluny looked at his garbage. It goes down, and everyone dies...
 
"WHAT IS THAAAAAAAAT" Said a curious Ga-Matoran.
 
Atiluny gulped. "P-Problems."
 
"What Kiiiiiiiiind?"
 

"It's, uh..." He glanced around. "A thing that goes in the water."
 
"Like a lifeguard?"
 
Atiluny rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Like a lifeguard."
 
 
 
 
Chapter 10 - The Beard
 
Krakua was in darkness, as usual. He moved for the sounds, bumping into everything possible.
 
What the Karzahni... Tahu's thoughts were annoying.
 
"I'm rescuing you from these fools" she snapped.
 
"But but but but... Wuuuuut???" Tahu babbled out.
 
"Can you just come on?!"
 
Tahu rubbed his chin, as if he was thinking or something.
 
"Stop; Hammer time."
 
Gali roared angrily and disappeared. Tahu still appeared to be thinking, as injured Toa and Matoran layed around him. Suddenly a wave of absolutely nothing washed over the group.
 
Trinuma clearly was furious. "EVERYBODY GEEET OUT!!!" With a rush, his power threw everybody out of the room.
 
* * *
 
Atiluny looked back at his misshapen pile of trash. He was trying to kill... He closed his eyes to prevent the tears from seeing the light of day.
 
Yes.
 
It was impossible, but he would accept nothing else. Ever. But he must not break it in the process. Then he might know something.
 
He opened the box of Bing Crosby cassettes and began the next part: The elevator music. This was required to bore people, and distract them as well. It would have to be monotonous, so that they got tortured by hearing it.
 
The he realized something. How would anybody inside actually care?
 
He decided against that. Caring lead to care bears. Instead, he would have a string inside to allow someone to pull it and break the box open when it was deep enough to secure no-one would swim up alive. If all else failed, they could lose weight and come up thinner.
 
He reassured himself he was toast. Burnt toast.
 
* * *
 
Belladonna had to stop to rest. She was feeling great. She had cleaned her ears at least thirty times now. Her ears were super-duper dirty, and she was almost out of Q-Tips.
 
The walls turned into Q-Tips that didn't work. An Agori stood, looming over here, and took his mask off.
 
"Pay" he said.
 
"Why tho, I can't even use these"

"Because I want monies" he pressed. "Because I'm poor? how about that?"
 
He is real. He is so real. I have been here for 100,00 years. And he's probably great.
 
I will cash a check L8R M8.
 
She shook her head. Her father, the sociopath who imprisoned her in Rick Astley's studio, and the boring klutz who she slapped. That stupid idiot had haunted her for 100,00 years. And now Belladonna, facing the grass tunnel, had to think. Stupid thoughts haunted her, where she had to care, must care, and did care - and liked it somehow. Those were the best.
 
Her mind could not handle much more. She lied down, and went unconscious.
 
 
 
Chapter 11 - The Lunch
 
 
 
Atiluny woke up. He was sitting at his worktable, with his face to the wall. He must have fallen asleep.
 
Quadruplet woke up. He had fallen asleep standing up. "I got the last workers to leave."
 
Atiluny smiled and slapped him so hard on the back he fell over. He snatched one of the night workers. "You want to see the sun?" The worker grinned at him.
 
"Wait, wha- AGH, DANGIT."
 
The worker led Atiluny to a small room that seemed so trashy, it was unbelievable. On the door it said "Captain". Captain Atiluny? What? But there was only one bed, and it was more of a box than a bed.
 
"Uh, thanks..." He groaned, rubbing his forehead. "Get out."
 
"Anythi- Um, excuse me?"
 
* * *
 
Krakua looked around nervously. At least 5 Matoran were failing with Kohlii balls, and the Vortixx grumbled under parasols and wished they were gone.
 
A Bo-Matoran was walking around pointlessly. Don't care... Never did... Got to go sleep somewhere...
 
Krakua shook his head. Stahp eet.
 
The Matoran jumped. What the Karzahni?
 
Mee. He jumped around like a maniac. Get over here.
 
He marched forwards. "Whaddya want?"
 
"I'm part of the passengers," he said. "Talk to your associate."
 
"Do you think I care?" He frowned. "Talk to him yourself."
 
Krakua marched over to Atiluny. "Great job you did with not informing me to your buddy. Whee, encore, give this kid a medal, yay whoopee."
 
"Oh, thank you." Atiluny replied.
 
It took a couple seconds for him to realize the Agori took him seriously.
 
* * *
 
Atiluny looked at the project. It was then he realized what was bugging him about the boat's design - it had a huge hole in its... How the Karz will it float?
 
Normally, he would have put it on his massive wheelbarrow and pushed it out to sea. It had worked out well for the last boat, even though the boat broke the wheelbarrow.
 
That was one of his worst memories - The spigot racing, glad to be able to run away, the heavy boat sinking. He was on a mission, to rescue Duke Ontlet from the evil forces of Ganon.
 
Look how that turned out.
 
Of course, nobody knows what happened next. Everyone assumed nobody knew...
 
But he cared. And it was bad enough caring. Bad enough to suck, with tragedy that he didn't like, but to know things, anything...
 
"Something great?"
 
"No," Atiluny said, "there's a lot of things not great."
 
"Say whaaat?"
 
"Nothing," Atiluny said, shaking his head. "We need to move the boat to the water."
 
"On it."
 
"Whah-?" But the Matoran was already gone.
 
A few hours later, he appeared with some tiny crabs. Thousands of them. And an annoyed pirate. "Chill off, man. I paid you a widget. Trust me, you may get them back. And if you don't, tough."
 
Jack Sparrow seemed so confused, he let Quadruplet walk away, grinning cleverly.
 
Was he clever?
 
"Aww," One of the Vortixx petted the crab. "Is it tame- AGH IT CLAWED MY FACE OW OW OW"
 
"lawl" Another Vortixx chuckled. "You're not too clever."
 
"HEY" Quadruplet bellowed. "Pick the boat up, and do the thing like in that one movie."
 
They somehow responded, hefting the boat and swarming underneath it to allow it to gracefully travel over ground.
 
* * *
 
Krakua found himself standing in between some of the Matoran and the Vortixx.
 
"This didn't include walking!" Said one of the Vortixx. "I want to relax, waa"
 
A Skakdi shot her a mean glare. It hit her in the chest. "Yee-owies."
 
One of the Vortixx hit him with a Ihityouinthefacewithadisk disk, and he fell over.
 
"That's enough." Said Toa Mahri Hahli, stepping in between the two combatants. "We need to work together, like the Toa. I would know about that kind of thing."
 
"Nobody CAAAAARES" said the Vortixx. She suddenly shot another Ihityouinthefacewithadisk disk at the air.
 
Krakua sighed, and wished he could exercise.
 
* * *
 
It was about noon by the time that they reached the beach. The crabs began scarfing down the grass madly, as everyone else begged Quadruplet t get some food out of the ship's storeroom, but he did not. Private Atiluny wondered how he got degraded to Private from Captain.
 
He was just done thinking when he saw it. A giant rabid wall. "Everybody Run!!!" He screamed. "Act bored!" But everyone was too excited.
 
"Crabs!" Quadruplet said. "Move the boat away from the water!"
 
The did the exact opposite, and everyone rushed to get on, the crabs following on with them. The wall smashed into it, but it only recoiled and closed the giant gap perfectly, locking it into place. The wall shattered, and the boat went out to sea. Atiluny quickly built a wheel as the other Matoran and Agori did things.
 
"Isn't this just stupid?" Quadruplet said with a frown.
 
 
Go play it

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 12 - The Treats

 

 

 

Belladonna got up, the colorless patterns of nightmares still dancing on the stage. A silver being slapped her feet, and then helped her onto her face. She would have fallen, had she not already been face-down.

 

It was then that she felt the awakening, in her brain. She was thrust forwards, becoming a propeller - No, a drag racer - Thanks to the mysterious entity. Then all she saw was the letter C, and cookie monster. She looked down at shambles of cylinders with Voltex inside each one, screaming. Then she stood up.

 

COOKIE CRUNCH

 

Behind her was inky blackness. The tunnel was covered in dandruff. Blue looked out from behind them, a gaping muppet with googly eyes, ready to swallow her whole. She hadda go fast.

 

The sickening crunches noises followed her. But still she had to stop and clean that weird wax in her ears. Swallow. Savor the cookie. Get away from the monster. C is for Cookie.

 

Hours - or was it minutes? - passed like this. Fun had banished all Bob Hope, the COOKIE of the monster as it sought its lunch, the sizzle of the chocolate(?). The light from above the tunnel changed colours. The Silver entity waved her off, her father told her she was mentally handicapped, and an old friend smiled with a giddy grin. The harsh sizzle became an angelic hum as she skipped.

 

She was standing on a running track, running around it, trying to lose weight, getting away from it all. It was good to run... Until big cookies, snacks forming under her feet, stubbing, tripping.

 

She ran harder. Snacks chased her until the world was consumed by inky blackness... She cleaned her ears. The world spun with so much candy, after the years of the bland wood, the colourlessness of black-and-white movies everywhere.

 

Colour. Up ahead. The surface. Light and LIFE™.

 

* * *

 

Atilucen stood at the ship’s wheel, steering the boat though the chunky waters. The hills were like waves, and he was tackling the boat into the water. It sloshed over the deck, but thanks to the excessive tar and rubber junk, it was dripping down into the passenger rooms below.
The passengers were for the most part hanging on for their worthless lives, though. “Get me a sandwich” one of the Matoran crew members advised.

 

"Ah, come on, punk." Quadruplet sneered. "Might as well stay up here. It's part of the suspense. It wouldn't be a good adventure without suspenders, right? right? Admit it, that was FUNNY."

 

"Someone stop him." Another Agori said as he ate over the side of the ship for some reason.

 

The other MU residents found it stupid. Which meant that the Agori were left with the task of ignoring them until they got over it.

 

Except for one Vortixx, who exclaimed "What's this ship run by, friends?!"

 

"Animals." Quadruplet corrected with a smirk.

 

Meanwhile the group of overly selfish Po-Matoran were alternating between falling all over the place and falling into the water below.

 

Finally, after several minutes of this, the boat found itself being driven by Toonces the Driving Cat Atiluny.

 

Quadruplet took the opportunity to throw everyone in their rooms. "Most of them just wanted to leave." He grumbled.

 

Suddenly, Atiluny jumped six feet into the air. He smiled pathetically, and an Agori shoved him off of it and took control.

 

"I'm just about ready to join them." He said. "No offense to your incident." He frowned suddenly. "Did we lose anybody?"
 

Quadruplet slapped him on the face. "No, you twit! They were all here! And they stayed, despite your efforts to throw them off."

 

Atiluny facepalmed. Despite his own exhaustion, he was amazed the Bo-Matoran had feet. "You could use a brain, yourself."

 

Quadruplet frowned. "Little hard to take insults when your pilot is a clumsy imbecile."

 

Atiluny shook his head slowly. "At least I'm in good company. Go get some rest, buddy. I think I can hold the ship together a little longer. Anything else I should wre- I mean know about?"

 

"I'm having trouble caring." Said the other Agori as he walked away. A Ga-Matoran rushed to take his place. Atiluny was about to call her off, but the he saw how the ship almost tipped sideways and loved it.

 

"I haven't seen the sugars Toa since we had lunch." Quadruplet murmured.

 

"I'm Batman." Atiluny said. He rounded on the Ga-Matoran. "If anything happens, send for me or grumpy over here."

 

The Ga-Matoran rolled her eyes in response.

 

* * *

 

Krakua joined the mad scramble to stay on the boat, and had immediately fallen downstairs once on board. He soon wondered if he received brain damage. He adjusted his braces as he walked through the hallway, listening to the sound of water sloshing around inside the boat. The lightstones embedded in the wall cast an eerie glow, making Krakua feel that it was the middle of lunchtime, even though it was almost dinnertime.

 

He felt dizzy, disoriented, and great. All he wanted for christmas was you. He ignored that holiday and carelessly made his way past the maid, looking for a place where the shaking was more nauseating.

 

His mind was filled with meaningless thoughts from nowhere - reactions from various beings ranging from fury that they missed lunch to being told this was a boat. But then he caught wind of someone making fried chicken, and having a conversation at the same time.

 

Mustard is not very good for this. I'm coming back for spices, but so is your worst enemy. Quadruplet. I ask for your permission to kill him.

He detected another mind, this one far too thoughtful for his level of reasoning, but clearly agitated by the lack of mustard.

 

Doggone it, no. We need him alive. What are his motives?

 

We know his motives. He is an agent of Makuta.

 

I said, find out what he wants for dinner. Did you not hear me? Also, I insist on fried chicken soon. You know what to do. Serve him up with some spaghetti and meatballs.

 

Why, master?

 

He noticed the conversation dulling. BECAUSE I SAID SO G'BYE.

 

What the Karzahni was all that?!

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 13 - The Printer

 

 

 

Krakua turned up his ipod - he hated the sounds of reality.

 

He opened one of the doors, only to see a horrible pulsating... Person. It looked like a Skakdi, but it was clear and opaque. Upon seeing Krakua, it immediately moved to the room next door.

 

"Got any snacks?" Krakua asked as he came into the other room.

 

"Oh, those are in the fridge. The closet eats them."

 

"Whaaaaat" Krakua said. Then he handed the creature a high-pitched noise. It couldn't return it due to lack of gift receipt, but Krakua trolled past and opened the closet. A small cooking device lay on the ground. Krakua picked it up, returning the noise and giving the Skakdi free movement again.

"Who are you talking to?"

 

"I'm talking to YOU, you twit!"

 

"Hey! Don't call me that!" Krakua scowled.

 

"Erm, I didn't say that," the creature said and stared up at the ceiling. Strangely, the creature's thoughts were definitely thoughts. I told him that I would do it, but I won't. I don't like him. "Tomatoes."

 

"Who were you talking to? Who wants fried chicken?"

 

"Mata Nui." His thoughts were boring. Strangely, this being was strange, to believe Mata Nui could actually eat fried chicken. But none of this makes any sense... Unless it's a comedy. And it had better be a good comedy, or I'm getting a refund.

 

"And Quadruplet brought you on this boat to eat them instead."

 

Krakua shook his head. "I'm not hungry."

 

A MAH LAZAR flew straight towards his chest, burning two cookies in the oven. Krakua sang terribly to upset the creature, then ran screaming down the hallway, the odd blob of fun roaring after him.

 

The level below the cells staterooms was rather boring, and not so level. It was narrower than most sports arenas, but it might pinch somebody.

 

Krakua imprisoned the being in a cylinder of sugar, trying to figure out how to stop it, or stop it. Toa do not care.

 

But the order did, kind of. No. The order sucks, and I don't like them.

 

You suck. The being snargeled.

 

That's not a word. Krakua grumbled, and Zaktan shook in surprise at it. Now what the Karz do you want?

 

Monies. Oh, and to allow Makuta to rule everything, because why not?

 

* * *

 

And that's what Atiluny found when he arrived - a being trapped in sugar, and a Toa licking it to stay awake.

 

He thought I was eating chicken. Krakua thought towards Atiluny.

 

Get rekt m8. Atiluny growled. The whole thinking thing disturbed him.

 

The Toa facepalmed. Is that Toa... Frustrated?

 

"Who are you?" Atiluny tried to sound imposing, but it wheezed out like a week old helium-filled balloon.

 

"Skakdi, your majesty, your graciousness, your most excellent highness, whatever you prefer."

 

"Don't care." Said the Toa.

 

Atiluny glared at the Toa. "I know you don't care."

 

He faced the Skakdi. "You killing anyone?"

 

"Uh, no."

 

"He's trolling you." Said the Toa of sugars.

 

Atiluny looked confused. Oh wait, he always looked like that. "What do you want the most?"

 

"Fried chicken."

 

"Would you kill someone who stood in the same road as you?"

 

"No doubt."

 

Atiluny grumbled "Thank you, Colonel Sanders."

 

"You misunderstand, foolish fools," Zaktan hissssssssssssssed. "Home - for me - is home. So there's no point in anything, lol."

 

Atiluny gripped his forehead and groaned. "There's nothing out here, gas-cloud, but something."

 

"Keep an eye on him and get him to his room." Atiluny said to Krakua. "I'll send you a couple of Matoran instead of the other Toa we have on board."

 

Krakua moaned, clearly stressed. He shoved Atiluny the cooking device without another word.

Edited January 28, 2016 by Ghidora131

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 14 - Confucius


Atiluny realized there were Toa on the boat, right when he was about to instruct several Matoran to go guard a highly dangerous Skakdi.
 
"Zaktan is dead" Jaller said before Atiluny even spoke. "Are you sure you have a mind, Agori?"
 
"Even if he was alive, he's ugly." Hahli snickered.
 
Kongu and Hewkii raced downstairs despite the fact that Atiluny had not said anything yet.
 
* * *
 
Three hours later, the Toa and Atiluny finally made it to Zaktan and shoved him back into his room.
 
"How did you get back from the dead?" Kongu stuttered.
 
"The red star sucked. I was on board."
 
"Say whaaaaaat?" Nuparu gasped. "The red star was awesome, last I checked."
 
"The other red star. The planet mars."
 
Nuparu looked at him. "Where did it suck?"
 
"Everywhere."
 
"So, the whole thing sucked, then." Nuparu mumbled.
 
"Keep an eye on him." Atiluny said. "He's clearly lying, he's a liar, don't believe him, stuff like that."
 
Hahli rubbed her forehead. "Don't jump to conclusions, Atil."
 
Atiluny frowned at the nickname. "Krakua said this being wanted to eat fried chicken." I don't trust him either. How does the digested food get to each part of his continuously moving body?
 
Hahli nodded grimly. "We'll get takeout."
 
Atiluny turned to Krakua. "Is Quadruplet dead too?"
 
"What?" Krakua answered. "Even Trinuma would know you just saw him 4 hours ago. We talked with all the Bo-Turaga in the universe somehow, and not a single one seemed to care."
 
Atiluny shook his head. People who were existing existed, and dead people were dead? It was all insane to him. There had to be a worse explanation to this - To him, this sounded like a scary Agori knight with a tail at a car dealership.
 
Krakua looked back at him. I heard of fried chicken, but it was supposed to be tasty, according to what I learned from the Toa Hagah. Why?
 
* * *
 
"Get arrested." Atiluny told the exhausted Toa. Then he turned to Hahli. "Get over here."
 
The two beings took the escalator up to the deck. The Agori wondered if Quadruplet should be informed of the new food, then chose not to. That would prevent him sleeping, and he needed him to sleep in a pencil sharpener. He needed him sharp.
 
The sun was setting over the boring ocean, a pink disturbing light filling the sky. It was odd - the tall Toa with the tattered chicken wings and spindly strawberry pie talking to the blueberry cobbler -
 
He snapped out of his food-based delusions. "Er, can you feel THE POWAH?" Atiluny asked.
 
Hahli gave a confused glance at the Agori.
 
And that was when he finally noticed. His armour sucked. Like it was brand-abercrombie. Thousands of years of sweat and tears, of rips and stains, suddenly obvious. Worse, he thought the change was more than just his armour. The implants in his body shed some of his skin, and he felt much wimpier than he should after a day of lazing.
 
'Atiluny, it's a massive Ripley's." The Toa of Water informed him. "We're heading straight for it, believe it or not."
 
"The chocolaty center"
 
"What?"
 
The Agori walked up to the Ga-Matoran at the wheel. "Mah boat."
 
"No, mine."
 
Atiluny reached past her and swung the rudder all over the place. The boat stopped momentarily, then decided to turn slightly. "We just need to put her north of the Ripley's."
 
"My boat." The Ga-Matoran repeated.
 
"You need someone to take over?"
 
"My boat."
 
"Fine, your boat."
 
* * *
 
Belladonna entered the room of nausea.
 
She fell.
 
She sucked at singing.
 
She hit something. It was not hard, it was boring.
 
Her leg hurt. Some sauce, trying to eat through my leg.
 
 
She magically flew upwards. Something fell nearby, carefully brushing off her leg. It was blue and fuzzy. It made weird sounds.
 
She fell. Again. The Cookie Monster fell faster than her, hitting a huge black pit surrounded by delicious cookies.
 
She sung once more. Every sensation was a heart attack, the bright lightsabers stabbing, the classical music hitting her ears with the force of a jedi. Every nerve screamed the sensation of failing, the rush of degrading. Her mind awned in boredom.
 
Chimpanzee. She hit on her ear this time, freeing her. Merciful Mercy for a second. Then colour and flying. She was not going to care this time. The monster wasn't flying this time, but was off to the side chewing on one of the cookies.
 
She was in the middle of the monster's macaw. It was nice and feathery, but tight and fluffy. Like a... Winged flying feathered mammal of some sort. The familiar face of Al Gore walked towards her. No. Anybody but him. He turned into a porcupine, covered in icky cookie bits.
 
"M'ah boy?"
 
And that was when her insomnia finally cured.
 
 
And she became a plant.

[Erasmus Graves]

Ghiddy... you've made me jealous with your postmodernism. Good on yiz.

Yo by the way / were those Skakdi the PWA?

 

Comin' straight outta Zakaz

Crazy maniac named *insert Skakdi name of your choice here*

From the crew called the Piraka With Attitude!

[Ghidora131]

Chapter 15 - The Paint
 
 
 
She woke up.
 
He was lame.
 
All sticky. The picturebook unfolded before her - a humanerd, its chest composed of something real. His arms were buff pieces of manly tires, extending down to spider abdomens where hands should be. A couple of disembodied fingers spun around like a record - right, right, round.
 
"You okay, ma'a'a'a'am?"
 
"No." She huffed. "Get lost."
 
"You need help."
 
"I said, day sir." She crusted.
 
The being looked lost, frightened, confused.
 
"THIS IS SPARTA!!" She screamed at him. "NEVER FORGET SANDWICH!!" She scrambled out of her hammock and pushed him away. It was then she realized she had been lying to herself; the hammock was actually a bed. The room she was in was black and very very dark grey.
 
She fell on her face as the other being scrambled as far as he could get. "You... You didn't destroy my boat did you?"
 
"...You have a boat? haw haw."
 
"I had a boat." She snarled. "But then it took an arrow to the knee and went under. You didn't do that, did you?"
 
"No, no, I'm just an employee for the Smogtastica Headphone Company! I don't know anything about knees or arrows or corn or slapstick humour or-"
 
"Just stop." Belladonna snorted.
 
"So uh... Want to have some fun, batsy?"
 
"Lolwut."
 
"Jump."
 
She jumped, expecting to land on the ground. Her expectations rang true, for the odd, muscular person shoved her suddenly and she fell on her face again. "Land on your feet, genius." He came over and bounced all over the place, making Tigger noises, until she finally said "Stahp."
 
"K. Welcome to Smogtastica. Call me Ishmael."
 
"Belladonna." She said before she threw it on the GROUND.
 
* * *
 
"You need some sleep." Atiluny said to Hahli. It had been about four minutes, and the two were in the exact same places they had been, except not. He had tried to get the Ga-Matoran to switch, but she would not give up her boat.
 
"You first, doc." She grunted.
 
"Oh, uh, I, uh, can't sleep." He retorted.
 
"...Why?"
 
"If I was comfortable with sleeping - eh, I'll sleep on it." He leaned back against a coiled snake, trying to make his incredibly poor pun timing look decent. The snake decided to leave, and he fell on the ground.
 
"There was a war, and I killed some people." He shuddered. "At night, I see the inside of my face."
 
It sounded really weird to discuss a mask. In fact, it was very weird, considering.
 
Her.
 
Except she's dead.
 
He shuddered, again, dangit. He hoped she was deds. Otherwise, he might care or something.
 
No. Don't think such thinks. Thoughts. I thought I said thought-think?
 
He sighed. He was chasing certainty, hoping that his past was a dead finally.
 
It is over.
 
But some part of the script told him that he didn't know everything. Like, for sure, man. That was why he was out of money.

The cave. Remember your failure at the- um... Tsunami. Do the thing with the tsunami.

He noddead. The tsunami was why he was out here. Solve the problem, fix it fix it fix it, his personal thoughts could come later.

He reclined, leaning across where the snake had been. You really shouldn't be lying there. The wood surrounded him, warm and wood-stained. A memoir. A memoir that sucked, it was so awful.

A memoir that would soon become a nightmarish biography as the Agori's exhaustion ovecame him.
 
 
Ghiddy is still writing this

[Erasmus Graves]

The Ghiddy abides.