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With a deep frown, his mouth opened to reveal a completely black, hyper-realistic void (how something can be hyper-realistic if it's completely black I have no fucking clue. But it's my story, so shove it!). For some reason, Darude's Sandstorm was playing in the background, which made sense seeing as how he had just escaped from Techno Hell.
Mutahar steeled himself. "There's no way we can defeat him...
[[File:MMPW.jpg|220px|thumb|right|Copyright 6969 N00b-ten-dough. Glory to MS Paint! (AVGN just shat himself LAWL.)]]
When the Super-Ultra-Mega-Mega-Megazord was finished transforming, it was the in the shape of the most generic-looking giant robot you could ever see. Mutahar was in control of the head, AVGN in the right arm, Markiplier in the left arm (my fapping arm, incidentally), Brutal Moose in the right leg, Angry Joe in the left leg, and Scott the Giant Dick in the giant dick between the legs.
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I challenge you to come and try to defeat me! (Insert Kefka laugh here.) I know you are too frail to defeat me! (Insert Kefka laugh here.) Soon I will kill you all and torture your souls for all eternity! (Insert Kefka laugh here.) I will be waiting at Lake Mustakrakish in Finland! Come over if you dare! (Insert Kefka laugh here, followed by a series of coughs and wheezes.) Sorry, I've been inhaling too much of that bong smoke from Jeff the Killer's bong. Man, does he have some good shit. Wonder where he gets it. I heard he gets it from Jabba the Hutt on Tatooine, but I'm not so sure. Wait...since when did I have blood coming out of my eyes? Oh shit, I'm fucking dying! This is definitely a bad trip! Game over, man! Game over! (Insert obnoxious burp here.) Oh wait, I'm okay now. Just had gas from that chili dog I ate.
Well anyways, come to Finland and stuff. We can have a tea party and play 'Pin the Anal Plug on The Homosexual'. Good times, man...
Signed,
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"Awaken, awaken, take the land that must be taken!" Nathan Explosion sang as the lake shook violently again. A giant red troll-like creature emerged from the center of the lake. It was none other than Mustakrakish (oh, no shit Sherlock? The lake is called Lake Mustakrakish and the troll's name is Mustakrakish? Brilliant observation, douchebag!). Mustakrakish began making his way towards us.
Mutahar steeled himself. "There's no way we can defeat him...
Brutal Moose turned to him "Mutahar! Don't you remember that we can only transform once per episode? Our budget for this trollpasta is only $2.00 and a few Chuck E. Cheese tokens!"
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"But...there is ONE other thing we can try." Angry Joe pointed out.
"You don't
"Yes...THAT thing."
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At this point, Big Dick Rick had utterly demolished the P.A.N.S.Y., leaving only Sonic.EXE remaining. "DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT! MINUTES OF PLANNING RUINED!!" He shouted in complete frustration. Markiplier exited the UFO house with his fly down. "Ahh, much better! Did I miss anything?" Sonic.EXE pointed at him and sent a bolt of lightning from his fingertip. Markiplier was horrifically electrocuted and fell to the ground dead.
I stared at his lifeless body, eyes tearing up. "Markiplier...my
Sonic.EXE reeled back in horror. "Im-impossible!" I quickly took to the air, charging straight at him. I gave him a swift and almighty kick to the weenie and he was sent flying around the entire world and collided head-first into my fist. "How are you so powerful?!?" He demanded. I pointed down to my crotch. "I masturbate...a lot!" He attempted to sucker-punch me, but I caught his fist before it made contact. "I'm sorry, Richie! You're so strong and kewl. Please don't kill me!"
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"Idiots! Did you really think I was going to let you use cheats here?" We realized we were facing our imminent DOOM (cleaver use of the game's title LOL). The demons closed in on us. "Is this the closest I'm going to get to my first gang-bang?!" I shouted. One of the demons launched a fireball at us, but another demon got in the line of fire. The demon immediately turned around and began clawing away at the one that had hit it, and soon both were killing each other.
Suddenly, I had an idea. I jumped a good 20-feet into the air like Super Mario (sound effect and everything), up and over the enemies encircling us. They gave chase, all the while firing missiles, fireballs, blobs of plasma, explosive ice cream cones, hairspray cans, urinal cakes, extra-soft pillows, used condoms, you name it and they shot it at me. Just as I had anticipated, they ended up hitting each other instead, beginning the most epic and arousing monster in-fighting match I've ever seen. Romero watched in both Aang-er and confusion. "What are you guise doing?!? Stop that right naow! I'm seriously! U guise! Srsly...u guise...
"I am the greetest!" I shouted. "And now I will dance for no raisin." I broke out in performing the 'Napoleon Dynamite Dance', all while Romero grew more furious. "You haven't won yet! I still have my secret weapon! MUHUHUHUHAHAHAHA!!!"
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The music came to a screeching halt. Romero's face grew uneasy. "I've never thought about it! I just assumed it was natural!" Suddenly, the room began shaking violently. Romero seemed to be fading out. "Look what you've done! You broke the trans-dimensional rift! Now I will no longer exist!" He grew more transparent with each passing moment. With his last breath, he muttered his final words:
"My only regret is...
And with that, he faded out of existence.
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The room was falling apart at this point. Large chunks of the ceiling came crashing down and splashed into the pool of radioactive goop. "We have to get out of here!" Mutahar exclaimed, pointing to the portal at the top of the room. We climbed over the piles of dead demons and up to the top. Just when we were about to bolt for the portal, the ceiling above crumbled. First tiny particles, then large chunks. We ran for it as the entire ceiling collapsed, leaping into the portal.
[Did our heroes make it out alive? Will the world ever go back to normal? Will Leonardo Dicaprio ever get his ice cream he was promised? Who the Hell is responsible for writing the atrocity? All these questions and more will be answered...in the DLC pack available to download for $29.95...per
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