said Horrible, with a headache that can get you exempt from mid-terms! “Oh, another thing, don’t bring the same instrument. You don’t want to end up a donkey like your trainer.”
“HEY, I’m the only donkey around here…I mean, not that I’m complaining.” Gong vanished. (♪Message Received♪) [Super Tablet: “Horrible, the wands are in New Amolvia.”] Horrible squeezed the grand warlock’s wand, put it in his pocket, and ran off to avenge his friends. His halo bursts huge bugs and creepy critters out of his shoes and hands. He may not have been accepted as the hero he always dreamed of being by the outside world, but his family looked up to him for comfort. The warlocks loved him for who he was. As he ran, he realized that and cried, “TO AMOLVIA!” (♪Message Received♪) [Super Tablet: “Agent 00NO, You’re goin’ the wrong way, turn around!”] He stops and looks back. He called his window and went to navigation software; it said New Amolvia’s portal was behind him.♫°
Gawndihowl Morph…
♫°New Amolvia was an abandoned wasteland, buried in sand. The old huts were filled with sand to their roofs. Horrible was terrible at attacking, so, he just ran from the monsters, he had to avoid the furious steel brutes. He tried to fire his wand, but kept shooting single gummy bears from it. The sun, the stars, and the moon were gone, and hungry steel dragons sniffed around digging around with their claws in the darkness. Horrible hit his head on a torch post. “OWWAH! (♪Message Received♪) HEY, IS ANYBODY HERE? I NEED A FLASHLIGHT OVER HERE! WHOO-HOOO! I-GOT-A-NOTHER MESSAGE (♪SNAP!♪); I’M FA-MOUS! (♪CLAP!♪) OH-YEAH! WHO-IS-IT?” [Super Tablet: “00NO, you have to use stealth, quiet down, there are dragons among you!”] A dragon leapt at Horrible and he fired a single gummy bear from his wand. Suddenly, Horrible tripped and was swallowed up by the dragon….The dragon exploded and Horrible stood fierce holding the dark Amolvian razor wand. It looked like a spiky saw made of shiny stainless steel; the wand was bigger than he was, so, he had to hold it with two hands. He was covered in goo and he kept tasting it to see if it would get better, it didn’t. He puked and some of his followers’ stomachs turned. His announcer says, “Tryin’ to discover a new sauce, I guess.” He didn’t trip anymore, the wand gave him confidence. It was like it fit him perfectly, he double clocked and kept onward. His halo changed to Bots that appeared, ran with him, and assisted him when needed! ♫°
Bot Horrible starts firing at intruders, assisted by his halo. “I NEED BACKUP!”
“DAMN IT! I didn’t even get to the gauntlet!” I whined. “THIS IS MORE LIKE IT, SUPER MARLYNN. DARKNESS!” yells an exile, possessing my Mega Ring bot. “OK, it’s like that? Y’all keep filming these cheating ass cowards.”
Did you know? If you put a live fly in the freezer, a ghost will possess it when you take it out and fly off in it's body….Gawndihowl morph….
(The ‘Demolition’ narrator audio plays) ♫°The heavyweight Ultra Demo's arena was finally completed. The first day, everybody stood underneath it - it was in the clouds above Super Groove World - they registered and chose teams; they geared up with demolition capes for airborne combat and explosive resistance. If you swing the cape, whatever you're locked onto, it will leave your back to attack by manipulating the weather! The guitar strings on Demo's breastplate played and comforted the people. In the arena, Little-Azarban's newfound organ was widely taken advantage of in the final touch ups. The clouds double clocked and contained microscopic worlds for the ghosts to dwell in when they possessed them. The demolition cape was mandatory. The rules were simple - demolish the other team's base... Groove was giving practical jokes to the humans with charms and frolicking with the explosives. Demo turned and halo erupted from his armor. “Ok, Groove, that's enough - AY! GET BACK HERE!” Somebody tried to fly off too early. “Bzzz!” The rocket mosquitoes, in full body suits, hopped into these tiny aircrafts and, one-by-one, they flew into the clouds like pilots... They don't drink blood, even though the bots have it, they drink clones! The dark Gawnden were preparing way to cheat, as usual... Demo was chewing gum, walking around like a football coach; he could see through the exiles' walls... “THAT'S ALRIGHT, I GOT SOME MELEE BARS FOR YO' ASS!” He had that sports man swagger goin'... “BOAA, WHAT YOU WANT?”
“I WANNA BE ON YO' TEAM...”
“C'MON! (CEASE HIM!)” Demo directed a young boy to were his team was standing with his hand, as Groove was still throwing explosives at everyone, snickering, and possessing things to hide. Tiny fireworks shot out of his costume as if they possessed him, going off, small but highly detailed. “I NEED FO' MO’ PEOPLE,” Demo answered the crowd while they begged him to pick them and raised their hands, propelling themselves around in their new gear... Demo looked at one of his teammates and pointed to another kid. “WHAT THAT BOY THERE PLAY LIKE?”
“ALL HE GOOD!”
“ALL YEAH?”
“MMM-HM!”
“BOAA, BRING THEM BIG SS-SIDE BURNS! (CEASE HIM!)”
"CEASE HIM!" Pooh keeps seizing all the people Demo picks by ordering Ban’s secret service. Every time Demo picks someone, the Amolvian king has them arrested for no reason by the Banden.
The dark Gawnden caught Demo's eye as they flew up with heat sensors - illegal - too many teammates, hiding heat sensor dark evil-arctic rocket turret guns in the clouds - penalty - Lullaby mosquitoes, and like ten demons on top of all that... “You cheatin' sons o' b’’’’es...Bullsh’’, man!” Demo was pissed. “I can help...” Dark Demo landed behind Ultra Demo and taunted him. This was a very dangerous clone. “Everybody out! Groove, Get them to Amolvia, i'm gonna recycle this coward!”
“Too bad you can't recycle off good looks alone.”
“HAIL DROP!” Ultra Demo transformed into a torpedo made of white light and pounded the ground, causing a brief earthquake! The humans marveled at the officer's power! The guitar strings on their chests played the same tune, but the bot couldn't sing the live lyrics that went along with it, if he wanted to stay dark... It was like a gauntlet, yet it sounded so good... A cold warrior, who was ill - a 90 - stepped over, raised his hand, and grabbed his crotch underneath them, nodding his head to the rhythm; the snot string in his nostril extended every time he nodded down. Demo's angelic voice nuked him and grew hot with holy fire! Demo sang passively and gentle, but he was brutally smiting the bot... [♪Message Received♪] Ultra Demo's window popped up from within his armor. He disassembled and left two bots fighting the dark Demo to read... [Ezequador: “Penalty, you can't attack him, he's too weak, you're an officer. Only if he attacks the humans first will attacking him be legal. Remove the melee bar and i'll look the other way like it never happened.”] Ezequador reminded Demo. The dark Gawnden, rocket mosquitoes, and all the exiles' bots chased Ultra Demo away. Super Groove, and the humans who were being evacuated to Amolvia, followed to help him. Dark Demo bled Hollowbotic blood, sat, and chuckled, watching them go. Then, his guitar played louder. Now, demolition was in the sky, but as we know, only two people were there - Hud and Incubus - and they were both confused, like, “Where the junk is everyone?” They sensed each other well, so, they searched. There was this cargo plane and a Marrowbot was flying it in circles. The pilot bot looked like a Caucasian guy, and he was wearing sunglasses. Incubus possessed the plane and came out in the middle of the ship to avoid being detected by the pilot. A cupid, who looked like a human baby boy, climbed onto a crate in front of Incubus, stood and faced him, growling in disgust. Incubus stared, very stunned, for a few seconds. Then, he said, I've got you now, Little-Azarban.” and tried to grab Hud, but he was bitten instead. Hud possessed the crate. Incubus bulldozed it and saw Hud running away from it. Hud flipped like an acrobat across a line of crates and fired white widow dust into Incubus' eyes. Incubus put his hand on his own mouth to keep quiet, nearly screaming in pain. Then, Hud screamed for his life and ran around searching for an exit. “AA!” while Incubus rubbed his eyes. Then, Incubus used his ability to paralyze, but in a different way, he surrounded himself and Hud with a magic coating he couldn’t possess. N
ow, this was the cheat of the year! He had Hud cornered, and Hud couldn't possess the wall behind him. Like it was no big deal, Hud stared at the fallen angel, whose mouth was watering, kicked a latch on the floor beneath him and fell through the floor... Incubus hit the top of his head and missed Hud...♫° Gawndihowl Morph…
♫°When things calmed down, Rosebush brought her husband, Marlynn, aboard the Axe by ciphering his spirit while he was asleep. He was the only human who could do this, because when they became one, she brought him strength. And that night he met the Generated Nukes, the male nukes had many capers awaiting him. They hoaxed him and scared the living daylight out of him. Rosebush told him it was safe, but they hated to see fear in him. “What are you so afraid of, man? You're very heroic! THERE IS NO DEVIL!” Groove told Marlynn, as they rode the fastest roller coaster ever! It automatically flew off the tracks and played chicken with another roller coaster! The roller coasters went through each other causing the screaming riders no harm. His first day hanging out with them, he learned there was nothing to fear but the most high God. And those who step on you to get
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