A Game of Gods: Infinities

"Thanks," Fumio said. "I... Haven't eaten in a while."

Cloud fidgeted on the spot, mulling his options over. Eat, possibly be poisoned. But, hey, free food. Much better than the stuff they served at the barracks. With him sending most of his pay home to his mother, it wasn't as though he could go out and get his own dinner, either. On the other hand, pass up free food. But then he'd escape being poisoned...

He was jolted from his train of thought by the word "interrogate". I knew it...

That food probably was poisoned.

Johnny sighed. "Of course. Fucking typical. One side hates the other, and both hate the middle ground. It's them or nothing. I feel for you. I seriously do. But this shit is typical of American Idiots, and that's where you guys must've learned it from. Isn't it a federal crime to discriminate unless it involves national security? Think I heard that in History class, I don't know I fucking doubt that the way a cartoon acts is matter of national security."

He sighed, and slumped into a chair. They'd managed to give racism to cartoons. Brilliant.

An unfamiliar voice called out, drawing Drakerrast’s attention; he turned just in time to see a man dressed in black and gold impale one of the gibbering, malformed humanoids on an ornate lance of some sort. For a brief moment the Argonian wondered where this man had come from, a distraction that almost proved costly—one of the remaining creatures brought an axe down on his shoulder, and if not for the protective sheath of his Stoneflesh spell and the durable pauldron of his elven armour, that axe might have buried itself deep into his torso. As it was, the weapon merely bounced off, though he still staggered from the force of the blow.

“What goes on here?” he echoed, turning to face his foe and bashing it in its misshapen face with the pommel of one sword. “Pandemonium, that’s what!”

And as the humanoid reeled from the blow and dropped to its knees, Drakerrast crossed both of his Bound Blades at the creature’s neck and swiftly uncrossed them, taking the miserable thing’s head clean off.

Narancia's head perked up when he heard the sounds of sirens getting closer and closer to them. He started to look around before he spotted the police car following them. Damn did he call it. At least they were on a bike, which could probably out race the car if the woman drove smart. Thats why his head whirled around when she started to slow down to a stop. He very much wanted to ask what the fuck she was doing.

Luckily she held up her PDA, telling him to play it cool for now. The teen let out a groan as he let go of her and took off the helmet she gave him. The last thing he wanted to do was play nice with the police. He set the helmet in his lap and waited to see what would happen. Best case scenario, the cops just go on by to chase someone else.

"That's crazy!" Sora said, having been in the same room as Bolin and Johnny the entire time.

"Did something happen between the two groups, or do they really hate each other just because?"

Once the meal was finished being made, Chun-Li would want to dig right into it. She was hungry after all.

edited 6th Feb '13 1:45:56 PM by GameGuruGG

"You're swearing a lot." Bolin said, still not paying attention to the others as he went back to playing with a paperclip. "It's natural, really. Eastern toons showed up, Western toons felt threatened, and from then on, everything went downhill."

"We're finished!" The Warner Brothers sung out, walking over to the table with a giant pot. Without any delay, they opened the pot, revealing... the most gruesome looking pasta in the world. "It has everything!" Yakko said, grabbing a few plates and placing them in front of the guests. "Pasta, pistachio, passion, post, pass, past, pocket, rasta, fiesta, pasture, pastry, costa, barista, pasha, passport, gangsta, pastiche, pastrami..."

"And onions." Wakko finished, dumping a bunch of pasta on Maria's plate. "Try it!"

Chun-Li looked at the concoction, poking it with a fork and looked over to Cloud. She looked disgusted with the dish.

"Maybe you're right," Chun-Li said to Cloud. "I'm not hungry enough to eat this."

edited 6th Feb '13 1:54:48 PM by GameGuruGG

"Yeah, but, fuck. Tons of bastards used that excuse. It shouldn't be fucking natural. It shouldn't fucking happen full stop."

He did not regulate his cursing. He cursed a lot naturally.

Fluttershy's eyes nearly bugged out of her sockets seeing the abomination that was the absolute decsecration of all things pasta and/or Italian cuisine. "Oh.......my......" the pony said quietly, fearing for her life. "Um....maybe.....it tastes.....better than......it looks?" she said, mostly as a rather pathetic way of convincing herself. "I think."

Ud say up from his pod to look over the edge to see Camus enter the arena and spearing one of the putties. "Well well well, looks like we got ourselves a late arrival here, folks!" the imp announced to the audience. "Hows about we let him get warmed and then introduce him proper after Wave 5, what you say?!"

The crowd cheered.

"Gotta love democracy!" Ud said as an aside.

Fumio stared at the mess the Warners poured out. It looked almost as bad as it smelled.

"I... think I may never eat again..." she said.

edited 6th Feb '13 2:49:47 PM by Scrounge

"Come on, guys!" Yakko said, dumping another huge batch of pasta in Fluttershy's plate and then another one on Fumio's plate. "It's got all the nutrients and it won't raise any eyebrows from those folks at the nutrition board!"

"Maybe we could make you guys a sandwich?" Dot suggested, smiling.

Cloud took one look at the sorrowful excuse for pasta and became absolutely convinced, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that this was indeed an assassination attempt. Oh well. He had his gun. It was better than nothing.

He shrugged a shoulder at Chun-Li. "Called it."

edited 6th Feb '13 5:03:41 PM by GameSpazzer

"How about we see if Little Caesars delivers," Chun-Li suggested to the Warner Bros. "And it better not be delivered by Little Caeser."

edited 6th Feb '13 5:47:28 PM by GameGuruGG

"I'd offer to go to McDonald's, but all I have is a few yen. And I'm pretty sure you can't spend yen in America."

Fluttershy nearly recoiled at the Warners' offer of sandwiches. If they were able to create this sort of blasphemy against the Princesses with something as simple as spaghetti, one can only imagine the horror that could occur when they did something even simpler as the act putting stuff in between two slices of bread.......

"Um........take out sounds nice," the pegasus said to Chun-li and Fumio. "Preferably anything without meat. If you don't mind that is," she added.

"Okay, veggie pizza..." Chun-Li decided, but then turned to Fluttershy again. "With or without cheese?"

There was no way Chun-Li was going to eat this concoction that would make El Fuerte wince in pain.

"Seriously?" Yakko asked, pointing at the pasta. "It's not even that bad! Look!" He pointed at it again, at which point the pasta took the form of a skull and exhaled a purple smoke that spelled out death. "Now that's what I call a dish to die for."

"I agree with our friend's suggestion." Numbah One said, pulling out what looked like a phone if it was designed by a nine year old who only had tape and things lying around the house. "I'll order something."

The cop slowly left his car, walking up to the motorcycle with his hands on his hips. "Now, now, what are a couple of Eastern toons doing in an empty LA street in the middle of the night?" The cop asked, pulling out his notepad. "Especially since you're heading towards Toontown, and Little Tokyo is that-a-way." He said, pointing towards the opposite side with his pen. "We don't want you two to start a war or something, so names, please."

Celty grew increasingly nervous as the officer approached, absent-mindedly tapping her handlebars. She looked up as he came into view, trying to look as relaxed and nonthreatening as she could.

" Celty-" Her fingers paused for a second as she suddenly wondered if giving out her real name was a good idea. She hovered indecisively for a second before before hurriedly continuing. "Kishitani.'" God, if Shinra found out his name had been the first one to come to her head, she'd never hear the end of it...

" Sorry, officer, we're new in town and got lost.'" The dulahan continued, more truthfully this time. She tapped the frame of the PDA thoughtfully for a moment. Eastern Toons - now that was a phrase that she kept hearing, usually levelled at her. She wasn't 100% sure what constituted a "Toon", but apparently there were two different sorts and she and Narancia resembled one of them.

"Is there some sort of trouble around here?'" She asked after a moment. They'd been sent here for a reason - well, she assumed so. Maybe Omega was sending the group around randomly, but the veteran had called them "missions", and it seemed like too much of a coincidence that they'd arrived in this city during some sort of conflict.

edited 7th Feb '13 1:32:54 AM by Gaunt88

Xigbar grunted as his attacks did not deal the amount of damage he had hoped for. He ignored the new arrival in favor of teleporting in front of one of the clay creatures, blasting it in the face before kicking it towards the remaining opponents.Man these things are annoying... the Nobody thought as he unleashed another volley upon them.

Narancia took his helmet off and raised an eyebrow as the cop started to address them. He didn't really like the way this guy was talking, but he had to play it cool after all. He pointed his thumb over at Celty and said "Don't mind her, she can't talk." He turned in the seat and put the helmet under his arm. Step one when dealing with officers is to never be one hundred percent honest, but don't always lie. That way they can't tell when you really do lie. "I'm Narancia Giovana. We honestly are lost." He said, backing up Celty.

With nothing else to do, Stranger found himself wandering the streets. This city was drastically different to any he had seen on Mudos, and he had to admit that he was curiously, if only slightly. Keeping track of his path, he kept his eye, and ears, out for anything interesting.

Garland leapt forwards, at surprising speed considering how much metal he was wearing, and swung his sword into the puttys in a sweeping motion.

"Oh, cheese is okay," Fluttershy said to Chun-Li.

A point blank shot proved to be extremely effective as the first putty Xigbar fired into stopped dead in its tracks and would have completely crumpled over if not shove into a pair of shambling puttys, finishing them both off. The volley Xigbar fired upon the remaining enemies distracted them long enough to be plowed over and sent flying by Garland.

"Nicely done, heroes! Way to go!" Ud the Imp complimented. "Kickass display and wiping out them suckas!" A beat. "Ya missed one though, buuuuut I think we'll let it slide," he said, pointing out to the lone putty, hobbling around blindly with one of Xigbar's projectiles still stuck in its head. "And here's a hint for beating the next wave: Ya won't beat them if ya blind!!"

Again in flashes of light appeared another group of 30 puttys, but these had blood red eyes, completely white minus their hands and face, and had large emblems with a stylized "Z" on their chests◊. While unarmed, the heroes would find these puttys to be smarter, faster, and much stronger than the previous batch, and worse yet any and all damage nothing to them. Bladed weaposn merely bounced off, blunt weapons merely tossed the around, and there were immune to all but the more powerful of magics!

However, the rather large, glaring Z emblems on their chests looked rather exploitable......

edited 11th Feb '13 2:23:57 PM by UdtheImp