Tabs The Omnipotent Hamster
And yet, it moves!
dropping in quick. i was bored, so i decided to make my first fan-fic. here it is:
Prologue
I’m getting sick of this already!
It all begins in a big fortress in the south of hoenn. I lied. It actually begins in a nice, comfy apartment in littleroot town, the town that always eats ice cream with a fork. Oh, wait a sec, that’s supposed to be the town that always stays true to its roots. Stupid glasses. Anyway, a small band of nincompoops who called themselves ‘team censored’. Were having a meeting. It’s censored because it’s rude. And vulgar. And something else I forgot. Let’s have a look at what they’re doing. Team censored wanted to…dunno. You can find out yourself. The ‘meeting’ was more like a party. The grunts were busy dancing to 70’s disco music. Two admins were talking. One said: “hey, do you think this plan to take over the world is gonna work-“the admin was interrupted by the hi-tech device on his wrist. “VERY CLICHÉ-SHUT UP!” it shouted. “I’m gonna get rid of this cliché-o-meter very soon.” The admin said. The other admin said: “I think this plan of yours is gonna work smoothly. After all, we’ve got mutated pokemon, we’ve got robots, heck, we’ve even got Kirby! What could stop us?” “Small ten year old kids, that’s what.” The other admin said. The cliché-o-meter on the admin’s wrist said: “EXTREMLY CLICHÉ-YOU SUCK!” oh yeah, they had Kirby. He was trapped in a tiny cage hanging from the roof. When a team censored grunt walked by, he would say: “po poyo poyo!” which translates to: “I hate you!” he also shot beams at them. Suddenly a bell rang. A man and a mutated ho-oh stepped onto a platform high above the grunts and admins. “People of team censored, I’m your new leader, mopface! Please, don’t make any jokes about my name!” the man who called himself mopface said. Suddenly, the door opened. The grunts, admins, mutated pokemon, mopface, and Kirby looked to see who it was. It was the landlord! Every team censored member ganged up on him because they didn’t want him to see what they were doing. Kirby shot a jet of flames at two metal bars in his gage, and they melted. “Po poyo!” which translates to “I’m free!” he quietly sneaked out of the apartment.
thanks for reading, constructive critism please!
Prologue
I’m getting sick of this already!
It all begins in a big fortress in the south of hoenn. I lied. It actually begins in a nice, comfy apartment in littleroot town, the town that always eats ice cream with a fork. Oh, wait a sec, that’s supposed to be the town that always stays true to its roots. Stupid glasses. Anyway, a small band of nincompoops who called themselves ‘team censored’. Were having a meeting. It’s censored because it’s rude. And vulgar. And something else I forgot. Let’s have a look at what they’re doing. Team censored wanted to…dunno. You can find out yourself. The ‘meeting’ was more like a party. The grunts were busy dancing to 70’s disco music. Two admins were talking. One said: “hey, do you think this plan to take over the world is gonna work-“the admin was interrupted by the hi-tech device on his wrist. “VERY CLICHÉ-SHUT UP!” it shouted. “I’m gonna get rid of this cliché-o-meter very soon.” The admin said. The other admin said: “I think this plan of yours is gonna work smoothly. After all, we’ve got mutated pokemon, we’ve got robots, heck, we’ve even got Kirby! What could stop us?” “Small ten year old kids, that’s what.” The other admin said. The cliché-o-meter on the admin’s wrist said: “EXTREMLY CLICHÉ-YOU SUCK!” oh yeah, they had Kirby. He was trapped in a tiny cage hanging from the roof. When a team censored grunt walked by, he would say: “po poyo poyo!” which translates to: “I hate you!” he also shot beams at them. Suddenly a bell rang. A man and a mutated ho-oh stepped onto a platform high above the grunts and admins. “People of team censored, I’m your new leader, mopface! Please, don’t make any jokes about my name!” the man who called himself mopface said. Suddenly, the door opened. The grunts, admins, mutated pokemon, mopface, and Kirby looked to see who it was. It was the landlord! Every team censored member ganged up on him because they didn’t want him to see what they were doing. Kirby shot a jet of flames at two metal bars in his gage, and they melted. “Po poyo!” which translates to “I’m free!” he quietly sneaked out of the apartment.
thanks for reading, constructive critism please!
