training exercise and possibly destroy it… And there’s nothing you can do, ya know? Ya leave the room neat, two seconds later, you walk back in to an adorable little fairy screaming playfully and hiding underneath a ripped up sheet of paper. I mean this book was so easy to produce - really…In my dreams’ dreams, but…
“Gawndihowl Morph…” (The ‘Groove Fighter’ narrator audio plays) ♫ “Lord Geryon...” A dark clone fleet try to get into the exile Geryon’s bionic eyes so he wouldn’t carelessly sacrifice them. “JUST FREEZE IT AND DRILL THROUGH!” They were on a conquest, but there was a holy waterfall, set like a giant wall materializing out of thin air, in their path. It looked like they could fly over it but when they tried the living water followed them not allowing the clones to pass without a fight. Ezequador watched from the white room and laughed at their effort. Finally, an illegitimate 90 named Mega Tablet yanks out a notebook and writes himself onto the other side of the holy waterfall using sorcery. “HORAYYY!” they applaud. “I quit…” Tablet told the exiles through the calm waters. “NOT WITHOUT A FIGHT, YOU DON’T” said a ten foot faun, named Taybah, who sometimes morphed into a clean-cut man wearing a suit, but at that time, he had to go full force. Yet, he was still betrayed. “How does it feel to be deceived?” Tablet asked, feeling a warm sensation in his belly, and feeling safe on the other side of the waterfall. Mega Verin pulled out a radio and gave a demand, “ALL VILLIANS, IF YOU SEE TABLET, BIND HIM ON SIGHT!” and the dark Gawnden understood. Tablet turned around and dodged a trio of dark torpedoes one-by-one - Duck-dodge-roll; he got hot and pushed holy fireballs from his hands! A gargantuan faun named Leonard jumped in Tablet’s way with the body of a horse; he broke the ground underneath he was so heavy and broad. He roared and took a fireball to the head. It knocked him off his balance and knocked him out! Mega Verin covered his face with his hands and said, “Tell me this guy is gonna be unconscious when I look up!” He sighed and looked up. What followed was one of the greatest shootouts in the history of the games. He was only one man, but he made it… He shot his way to Super Amolvia’s border and orchestral began to play to his body movements like an animated film or a cinematic cartoon.
The beat box mosquitoes make rhythms with their mouths to unwind the humans and consume their hollowbots. This story is strictly for the B-boys. ”Super, you’re Azarban’s new mentor? I thought Zeus’s kid was gonna fill in?” Aged to look about 23 years old, Hat’s face fired up with disappointment and confusion. Formerly trusted Hercules walks by Hat and Veunic in one of Lily’s gardens, near the Groove world border. It was the grand opening of Watch and Luck’s new arena, ‘deprivation’. Everyone was required to wear Luck and Watch’s gear to enter so Veunic was all gadget draped, from head to toe. When you’re winning all the Generated Nukes abilities become available to your team. It’s a quick gamble. Hercules ignores Hat and sips a cup of tea with the old, I did it, but fate’s to blame face on…. Watch and Luck snicker at the way Hat stared at Hercules. “HERC!?”
“(♪Slurp♪) Huh?”
“I thought you were gonna cover for me; I told you I didn’t have time to - what happened, man?”
“I didn’t want to!”
“Duhh-dihwohthooh,” he mocked Hercules, his brothers fighting to deposit air in the laughed out lungs. “Why didn’t you just say that, so I could ask someone else, bro?!”
“Hat, just let it go.”
“I CAN’T! – I CAN’T LET IT GO, VEUNIC! THIS IS A WAIST OF TIME!”
“Look at yourself, super. Who picks on a human?”
“NO, HERCULES IS A D’’’! HE’S JUST JEALOUS AND HE KNOWS IT!”
“EZEQUADOR APPROVED IT FOR A REASON, SO GO YELL AT HIM!”
“KEEP LYING AND GOING THE ROUTE YOUR GOING, AND YOU’RE GONNA BE BACK…SHOVELING…SHIT! GO BLESS YOURSELVES!” spat the groove fighter, taking a few steps away and using his signature Amolvian lift-off as a signal that he was done talking. His voice was like his lungs were bigger than his whole body. He wasn’t really upset, he was just kidding. The angels like work. His voice was holy, so he could nuke with it. He was just a performer; naturally, his millions of followers were always entertained. Some thought it was scripted, until they met him. He looked Amolvian, but his hair was cut low and wavy. His world ‘Super Groove World’ was the most popular arena in the hollow. It made the competitors drift lightly like an air hockey puck or a lack of gravity. It had over 77 custom arenas, fields, and courts; 41 amusement parks, and 23 arcades! And the nukes were special to all, because they could not be devolved into demons, and they were the officers of the hollow. His super-celled skin and angelic gear emitted tiny fireworks as his chakra. The chakra from his gear was bionic. He was the chief of the Generated Nukes, but his guards ranked higher than he did, because they weren’t as wealthy and they were hungrier for clones. He invented bionic double clocking to give speed to his espionage bots, but it was very expensive. That day, he was going to visit Lilyville to see his sister, Lily. In Lilyville, you can only use close combat and grapples with Lily’s glove, the Lily pad. It may sound like a frail device, but this thing swallows its victims whole with holy light and nukes them like a microwave. You have to have at least 50 life points positive or negative to visit Lilyville. He equipped a Lily pad and increased his scourge rate. “I WILL GET MY REVENGE, SUPER HAT! WOOF!” howled a little white puppy dog who sounded like a boy. His name was Captain Snow; he was so adorable, but, on the inside, he was aggressive and dark unlike any other friendly dog. Tiny sparklers softly popped out of Hat’s armor and flew all over the place, being they were thrown by his signature spin. “HAHA – still got it.” as the hollow-thieves battled with him. He left behind a trail of torn hollownauts and aching steel bogeymen, redundantly executing his signature spin after every successful hit, he hurled his chakra from his gear to scare away the stampede of hostiles from the secret entrance to Lily’s quarters. His chakra fired holographic instances of his statistics. He was very nimble and intelligent. He possessed a nearby tree to confuse the monsters. Then he went into charm mode, so the dark Gawnden could no longer follow his surround belt or their eyes would burn off! Then he got a call from his mentor Ezequador. “Yo…” he answered. “Hey, come see me as soon as possible. I have an emergency mission.” Orders Ezequador. “No problem, look, something’s wrong with Lily. She didn’t come out today, I’ll be there after I finish checkin’ on her.”
“Alright, Gawnden, I’ll be in the white room.”
“Cool, I’ll be right there in a few minutes.” As you know, surround belts can’t possess things with us, but Hat’s surround belt was one of his charm projectiles, so the cameras and speakers went wherever he wanted. Lily was following him, so she sat, waiting for him to stop in front of her, but he kept adding goofy dances to his signature spin… One of his songs faded in and blew her away. She couldn’t stop laughing because his signature spin – a hovering 3 sliding spins right, 3 sliding spins left, and yanking off his hat – was extended with redundant pop-locks, fist pumping, and floor humping. He spawned water on his skin, where it looked like he was sweating hard; he flung some of it off his forehead with his hand and pretended to pass out. Lily and her friends laughed because he wouldn’t just stop. She abandoned the microbotical replica of herself and instantly revealed to him what was bothering her. She was mutating into some type of athletic ninja babe. She sighed and began to sniffle. “What’s happening to me?” Her friends rubbed her head to comfort her. Hat’s baby sister – the most innocent and sweetest person he ever knew – would never be the same again. He forced himself to stop crying by looking into her new eyes to persuade her that things would be fine. He kissed her goodbye and spawned a clone of himself to guard her doorway. She cried harder in Hat’s rear camera. The camera turned to see it was being left behind, jumped up, and took off to catch up with Hat. Dark villains and super heroes were lined up all the way to the outside of the castle to visit the white room. Most of the time, the villains were making ridiculous offers to Joelnaq and E
zequador to trade players. “Now, you KNOW you cheat too much!” Ezequador disapproved an illegitimate ninety named Captain Fat ass titties, sent by a demon to sign Little-Azarban with high hopes. Little was always being suspended so he thought they had a chance. “We want to trade Wrath for Little Azarban…”
“You guys are breakin’ my heart… How stupid is that? ”
“I really don’t like your attitude.”
“Don’t say another word to me, the answer’s no! You just came all the way down here from your base to get on my nerves- again.”
“Well, he’s not being treated fairly because you guys never let him do shit. You guys are the ones who are cheating us.”
“You used to be a child molester! That’s crazy!”
“We’ll throw in a free ‘FREE SATAN’ T-shirt…”
“Get the hell out of my white room, before I melee bar you myself!” The eerie captain shoved people out of his way like he wasn’t lying and he was being treated unfairly… God was sitting on the plank in Joelnaq and Zybu’s old spot above Ezequador. Spy-cherubs played on his lap, some formerly synthetic or bots whom had evolved
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