The continuing saga of "Wrong Way"!

[EmperorJeramyu]

Here we go. Just read.

"Season 1 finalé, Part 3: The ultimate clash!!!"

“ATTACK!!!!!”

The two armies drew closer and closer. A Lord of the Rings-esque encounter was inevitable.

The first of the mutants reached the GWers, tearing them to shreds with claw and fang. The battle looked like a slaughter at first, the much more heavily armored hybrids easily ripping through flesh left and right. But the numbers were still uneven. A mutant would eventually be surrounded by morons, being spammed and verbally assaulted to the point of insanity and eventually self-strangulation.
This is where the mighty Crestfallen came in. With their varied powers and abilities, they blew away morons by the tens and hundreds. Mods leapt out of the crowd to counter, and the stakes evened out a bit.

Here come the individual paragraphs, so screw off if someone else gets one more line than you.

Impossible was decidedly pissed off at the whole situation, and as such, he decided to sit down and fold his arms, and let the enemy come to him. A cluster of GWers approached, screaming with anger. They saw Impossible and ran with hormone-induced rage.
However, after catching a look at the expression on Impossible’s face, the mob’s enthusiasm slowly faded. Something about Impossible caused a sudden wave of depression to set over the approaching cluster.
“hey u loser!11!” one of the GW said.
“u suck! Move!”
Impossible looked up at the morons. “>_> <_< >_<. Stupid asswipes.” He said with as much un-enthusiasm as he could muster.
“ya whatevr dipshit”
“Ooo… Look at the big scary fuckhead. Go and die, you stupid piece of shit.” Impossible replied sourly.
The morons suddenly burst into flames.
“Assholes.” Impossible coughed.

Over on War’s end, it sounded like the 1812 Overture, except with a lot more machine gun fire.
War inexplicably was carrying 20 guns at once, and successfully firing and reloading all of them at once… WHILST setting off a row of five howitzers, and remote controlling a squadron of stealth bombers.
A mod flew through the smoke and ash, spinning around in a kick, like he was in some sort of fighting game. He didn’t look very dignified, but he did land next to the busy War, who instantly dropped all his guns, and body slammed the mod, who flew back a few yards, and flipped around to his feet.
Seven more mods jumped out, and lined up with first. War grinned, and reached for a concealed weapon. A concealed weapon that just so happened to coincidently be a rail gun. With one straight shot, all of the mods fell.
“M-M-M-M-MONSTER KILL!” Resounded a voice out of nowhere.

“STAB!!!1!11!!!1!!1!” You-know-who said.
With fabricated glowy knives, OverlordBill tore through a group of morons, leaving blood and limbs scattered across in a fine arc. This is where Cow rolled in, not actually doing any fighting per say, but rather cleaning up all of the corpses that Bill left in his wake.
“Foolish Bovine!” Bill shouted, ripping apart more people. “Leave the merely be-headed alone, so that I may have the sadistic pleasure of carving across their limbs at a later date.”
Holstein ignored these over-worded instructions, and ate all that was before him. Bill turned around.
“YOU WILL SUFFER!” He shouted, blasting energy forward. The energy bounced off of Holstein, blowing up several more GW, but more importantly, sending Cow flying with incredible momentum. A giant flying Cow is nothing to be trifled with. Unfortunately, the GWers didn’t really have a chance to respond, as hundreds of them were squashed and bowled over.

Porter turned to Exiled. “Ready?” he asked.
Exiled finished plugging the two axes of mighty music into a stack of ridiculously huge amplifiers. “Yeah.”
The two stood back-to-back, ready to unleash a mighty wave of awesomeness. Glenn hopped up on stage, toting his guitar.
“Room for one more?” He pointlessly asked, already plugging his guitar in as well. And then there were three.
“3…2…1… Go!”
With one synchronized strum, a wave of pure awesomeness blasted forth from the speakers, piercing into thousands of GW patrons.
A second strum, the awesomeness gained intensity. The awesomeness counteracted the lameness of the morons.
However, a mod had cleared the beam, and was diving towards the three. Glenn nonchalantly picked up his katana, and hurled it at the flying mod, impaling him very nicely.

Fitz flew across the battlefield, raining lasery destruction through the GW ranks. His progress was about to be halted by the enemy’s laser brigades, who were gunning towards him. A radio appeared out of nowhere.
“Do a barrel roll!” Jeramyu instructed.
Fitz rotated about, and the shots reflected off, and scorched some morons who couldn’t comprehend their own feet.
“Uh oh…” Fitz muttered. “There’s a bunch of power-ups, but they’re all stacked vertically!”
“Try a somersault!” Jeramyu informed. Fitz went into a steep climb. His laser power was increased, and his health meter expanded.
“You’re becoming more like your father…” Jeramyu said through the radio.
Fitz raised his eyebrows. “What the hell? How do you know my father? He’s not a flying zombie.”
“Uh… I have to pee! Later!” Jeramyu responded.

Excell danced strangely through the enemy troops, who stupidly poked at him with sticks, and ended up hitting each other more.
“You know you’re all gay. Poking each other with sticks like that.” Excell taunted.
“wut? No!” One of the morons responded.
“Yeah! You are!”
“no!1”
“Yes!”
“argh shut up!”
“No! You’re gay!”
“u scuk!”
“GAY!”
The GWers, being particularly prone to such insults, promptly exploded in a fire of annoyance.

Strayed’s mutants were doing most of the work for him, with the occasional troop falling victim to mind control, and becoming a hazard to himself, and those around him. Nothing else to see here.

The Crestfallen were gaining the upper hand. The GW army was slowly, but surely dropping in numbers, and the majority of their mods had been defeated, the remaining being mopped up by Jeramyu’s light saber. Then, disaster struck.

A red-glowing figure emerged from the generic ranks. He raised his hand, and blasted away a platoon of mutants.
“ADMIN!!!” Somebody screamed.

“Shitshitshitshit…” Jeramyu cursed, watching the hybrids fall left and right to the Admin’s power.
Even the Crestfallen were hesitant to engage such a powerful foe, less they be banned from the battle.

The sounds of churning land distracted everyone’s attention. It got continually louder, till finally, an old Scandinavian galleon appeared in the horizon. A flag portraying an axe flew from the mast.
“Telephalsion!” Jeramyu shouted. “You’re here!”

“Yo-ho!” Tele bellowed, garbed in armor and a spiked helmet. A blood red cape flew in the wind, and a mighty battle-axe shimmered in the sun.
The caravel grinded to a halt, and a crew of drunk, yet very violent Vikings unloaded, thirsty for the bloodlust of battle. The Admin soon found himself being brought down by a hailstorm of throwing axes.
Telephalsion jumped into battle with a monosyllabic cry of aggression.

Impossible was only getting more pissed off as the battle continued. His really, really bad Feng Shui repelled most of the opposing force, but they were slowly getting more and more daring, throwing small rocks at Impossible.
“Enough of this crap… >_>” Impossible mumbled.
He suddenly stood up. “>_>… <_<… >_<… >_>… … >_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>…”
The beam of pure surely ness pushed through the ranks of the GW, melting anyone in its path.

Once again, the Crestfallen were pushing ahead. With the help of the Vikings, they were once again depleting the GW forces.

Bart observed the battle from afar, seething with an unnatural anger. “Damn those fools… DAMN THEM!!! They will pay for this humiliation!”
He appeared in a puff of smoke above the battlefield.
“Ahem…” He started. “Ad…” He was cut short by Fitz, who nearly plowed straight into him. With a very strange squeal, Bart teleported elsewhere.
“Admins… ASSEMBLE!!!” He shouted. Suddenly, four more red-glowing denizens arose from the ground. The sinister beings formed up, the power resonating grandly.
“Now! Prepare to meet your banner!” Bart shouted angrily. He raised his hand. The grounds started shaking again violently. Soon, dirt and dust covered the horizon, blinding the Crestfallen. A shadow was rising; A visage of something huge emerging from the ground. The glowing admins all vanished into the gigantic object. With one wave of its hand, the being wafted all of the flying sand away, revealing one, huge, motherfucking robot.

Jeramyu practically shit his pants on the spot. “Well that settles it, we’re fucked.” He said, shrugging his shoulders.
“Wait! Hold on!” Telephalsion shouted, bounding back towards Jeramyu. Just as he was about to make his last leap, something came through.
“>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>…”
The beam struck Telephalsion, sending him sprawling, skidding across the ground.
Jeramyu turned to the direction of the beam’s origin. “Teamkiller!” He scolded.
Telephalsion managed to crawl to Jeramyu, who finished off an attacker with an inverted up-slash.
“I must tell you… something…” Telephalsion coughed. Jeramyu kneeled down. Tele propped himself up, and whispered in Jeramyu’s ear.
Jeramyu’s eyes lit up. He turned to the dieing warrior. “Once again, your engineering knows no inventive bounds.”
Telephalsion smiled. “Go…” he coughed. Finally worn out, the Crestfallen warrior finally fell to the ground.

“Oops.” Impossible lamented sarcastically.

Think that’s the end of this episode? Nope!


Jeramyu leapt back towards the bus. Back flip, simple leap, it mattered not. He finally stood before the bus.
He spread his arms. “BADASS FIVE… ASSEMBLE!!!”

From the stage of awesome music, Porter and Exiled heard the cry. They set down their guitars, and made their ways back.
Glenn stood alone. “Guys? Um… shit.”

Excell looked up from giving out free wedgies, and leapt back towards the bus, dropping that annoying glitter stuff wherever he went.

Iteroth stepped out of the bus. “What’s up?”
Jeramyu shook his head. “Shut up. You’re fighting too.”
“Naw… peace and love!” Iteroth replied.
Jeramyu’s eyes sparkled. “Peace and love… or the ‘magic bong and weed fairy’ just might stop making visits.”
Iteroth sighed. “Fine, fine…”

The other Badass arrived. They went into a quick huddle.
“Awesome!” Porter commented as they came out. “All right… everyone in formation!”
The Badass 5 lined up in front of the bus.

“3…2…1… Now!”
The Badass 5 snapped their fingers all at once. The ground started shaking again. This time, it was the bus that moved.

It could only be described as Optimus Prime-esque. The bus burst with light, and in one fluid motion, shifted into a giant, battle ready robot, complete with awesome fire-tattoos, and the number ‘5’ painted brightly on the front. The Badass 5 had boarded the robot through a plot hole.
“You wanted a fight Bart…” Jeramyu started. “…And you got one!” Porter finished. The Badass robot struck a cool pose, and a badass guitar lick played out of nowhere.

“Damnation!” Bart shouted. “I warned you… You have no chance against the Admins of GW!!!”

“No more talk!” Jeramyu shouted. The robot broke into a full-on dash, and charged the GW robot.
The GW robot stepped back, and grabbed the fists of its attacker. The Badass-bot brought up its knee, and nailed the opposition back. The GW swung a killer left. The BA blocked easily, but was hit when the GW whirled around completely, and struck with its right elbow.
Using the opportunity, the GW charged. With lighting speed, the BA jumped straight up, clearing its opponent. The BA touched town on top of its assailant’s shoulders, twisting around, sending the GW into a whirl. The BA vaulted off of its dazed prey, and launched a spray of missiles, which all scored clean hits.
The smoke from the detonations blinded the BA, giving the GW an easy hit. The BA flew backwards, and crashed into a nearby mountain. The GW launched several projectile spikes, which the BA barely rolled away from. With a powerful push, the BA returned to fighting stance.
“Face it!” Bart mocked. “You’re out of your league! You’ll never defeat the most powerful rm2k Website in existence! Without us, I’m sure more than one of you would never be here!”
“Heh. Not me.” Jeramyu chuckled. “I came from one of the little guys. I don’t know what made you like this, but it ends today! We’re just warming up! Give me your best shot!”
“As you wish!” Bart shouted, pushing the robot forward.
The GW charged again. Unexpectedly, the BA charged too, delivering a powerful hip-check that sent the GW flying to the ground. Before it could recover, the GW was hit again with an elbow drop, and another rain of missiles. Spinning around with a kick, the GW managed to get to its feet again.
The GW whipped out an energy sword from nowhere. The BA responded with its own beam sword. The two robots back apart momentarily, and burst forward into a dash. Simultaneously, they leapt into the air, plunging towards each other. Crossing sword momentarily, the two robots landed with heavy thuds, and skidded to halts.
The two turned, and repeated the feat. Again and again, they crossed swords, scoring minute hits. On a particularly dramatic pass, the BA scored a very nice slash across the GW’s front.
“Enough of this!” Bart screamed. “I’ll finish you off any way I have to. Whatever it takes!”
“Well you don’t GOT what it takes.” Excell jeered. “We’re the badass five! Unstoppable!”
“That’s right…” Exiled continued. “You shouldn’t have started a fight you couldn’t win.”
“Our bot is totally prime. That hunk of shit can’t compare with the power of the badass!” Porter insulted.
“Uh… Sorry?” Iteroth said meekly.
“Can’t touch this!” Jeramyu declared. “Nuh nuh nuh nuh… Can’t touch this! Nuh nuh nuh nuh…”
Bart closed his eyes and smiled. “Heheheh! Maybe you’re spent, but I’ve been saving up my trump card! This machine is built with the power of darkness! Maybe you’d like to test that?”
“Bring it on!” Jeramyu shouted, making nonsensical fist gestures.
“Prepare to die!” Bart bellowed generically. The GW robot struck several poses, and started flashing rapidly.
The sinister machine started fading in and out, and blinking rapidly. Footsteps seemed to appear from nowhere across the landscape. Bart’s laughter resonated from all side of the battlefield.
The BA turned about frantically. “Where the fuck did it go?” Porter inquired, trying to make sense of the act.
“Right behind you!” Bart cackled.
The BA was suddenly smashed from behind. Before it could fly to the ground, it was smacked from the front, sending it flying upwards. With a cataclysmic bash, the BA was sent hurtling into the ground, shaking the entire battlefield.
“…the hell?” Jeramyu said, trying to bring the BA up.
“I didn’t even see it…” Exiled commented.
Finally, the tattered BA managed right itself. Ahead, the GW constantly blipped across the horizon, barely visible.
“Don’t you see?” Bart chuckled. “You can’t defeat us!”
“Ugh… He’s right…” Porter said regretfully. “We’d have to hit it with one, big, powerful blast…”
“Yep! Time to give up and go home!” Iteroth cheerily announced. “What a dang shame.”
“For Lun’s sake… We have to fight…” Jeramyu declared. “But could take that thing out in one hit?”
Excell whispered into Jeramyu’s ear.
“Of course! How could I forget…” Jeramyu said slyly. “The plasma ray! …But how can we hit it? It’s way too fast…”
Porter grabbed the microphone of the robot. “Listen up, Crestfallen!” He announced. “Every, concentrate all of your attacks at the GW robot! We’ve got to slow it down!”

Impossible heard the announcement. He turned in the direction of the GW, and began his attack. “>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>…”

Strayed heard, and concentrate, slowly, he began to disrupt the senses of the Admin pilots.

War heard, but was already launched grenades and other concussive weaponry at the GW.

Glenn heard, and turned the speakers at the GW. The awesome sound waves were on their way.

Fitz heard, and brought himself to a hover. He charged his energy, and started firing lasers rapidly at the GW.

Cow heard, and mustered up all the intestinal pressure he could. The dangerous gases spewed forth.

Bill heard, and shot off his STAB!!!1!11!!!1!!1 energy towards the robot.

Even at the moon base, the message was heard. Using magnety stuff, meteorites were directed at the GW.

“Ack!” Bart yelped. “There’s too much coming! Curse you vile Crestfallen!” He shouted furiously.

The GW was hit by one attack, and soon, all of the Crestfallen’s powers were directed at the evil robot.
“Yeah!” Jeramyu cheered. “It’s working! We’ve finally got it in one place! Time to end this!”
The Badass robot reached back, and unsheathed a gigantic weapon. The mighty plasma ray that Jeramyu had designed and built.
The GW robot struggled, but it was to no avail. The BA raised the might gun, and lined up the evil machine, preparing for one, final blow.
“Wait…” Iteroth muttered. “Step to the left a bit.”
The BA moved. Right behind the GW was the GamingW city and fortress, all line up nice and perfect.
Jeramyu squinted his eyes.

“All right then… PLASMA RAY… GO!!!!!”

The enormous beam surged forward in what only could be described in a spectacular fashion. The beam of pure energy blasted into the GW robot, driving it back. But the incredible force of the ray’s momentum blew a hole straight through the GW robot, and straight down onto the GamingW city, completely leveling the entire metropolis with one cataclysmic blast.

The GW robot fizzed and sparked, fluids leaked down and about everywhere. The admins inside were all caught in the blasts that erupted across the entire robot. The GW stammered. The GW robot exploded in a massive blast that swept the entire battlefield, incinerating all of the ground troops and the mutant army. The other Crestfallen shielded themselves, and remained steady.

Bart lay a crumpled heap on the ground, he moaned a bit, and started shaking uncontrollably. Suddenly, a dark orb flew from his body, and hovered before the BA. It slowly evaporated into nothingness.

The only sound on the battlefield was the cheers of the Crestfallen. Victory was theirs!

The badass five emerged from the robot, which morphed back down into the familiar bus. Jeramyu walked over to the defeated Bart.
“Did you see that?” Jeramyu said, turning to the rest of the Crestfallen. “That dark orb? Something was controlling him.”
“I don’t like GW.” Jeramyu stated, motioning to the ruined city. “But I knew that Bart wasn’t a madman.”
“Then someone wants us dead. Someone who could manipulate GamingW in its entirety.” Glenn observed.
“Someone… or something…” Exiled remarked. “I’m betting it’s the same psychos that kidnapped Lun…”
“No doubt.” Jeramyu replied.
Bart stirred on the floor. “Ugh… where am I…”
Jeramyu bent down. Bart looked up. “You… you’re a Crestfallen. I… I know where they took Lun…”
“Who?” Jeramyu demanded.
“I don’t… remember…” Bart whispered. “But they came from the mountains… high in the mountains… north of here.”

Jeramyu stood up, and turned to the Few. “Then it looks like we’ve got our work cut out for us.”
“This was just the beginning…” Porter mused.
“Yeah… back on the bus…” Jeramyu said.

“In memory of Telephalsion, the designer of this awesome bus.” Jeramyu inscribed on a plaque above the door to the main cabin.
Porter shut down Trivia-Bot. “I think it’s time for a new driver…” He said, carrying off the bot. “The thing just can’t drive well with one arm…”
Soon enough, Jupiter was behind the wheel.

“Well…Here we go again…” Jeramyu sighed.

The bus rolled off into the sunset.

~End Season 1.

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Here's some stats for you on the entire 1st season, which was typed in MS Word:

Pages: 32
Words: 12,659
Characters(letters, numbers, etc): 62,983
Characters including spaces: 75, 592
Paragraphs: 698
Lines: 1,464

This final episode right here is about 10 pages itself.

I'd like to thank all the people who've given their support and suggestions. Especially Porter and Exiled, who inspired the creation of the whole thing. ROAD TRIP!!!

I'm goign to take a long deserved break now. I don't know when Season 2 will start, but it'll be in a new topic. I don't even want to think about it. =P

[Glenn47]

That was awesome. Simply said.

[Telephalsion]

Few poeple can make an adventure as epic and Funny as you Jera, Well done.

[Impossible]

That was great.

Impossible was decidedly pissed off at the whole situation, and as such, he decided to sit down and fold his arms, and let the enemy come to him. A cluster of GWers approached, screaming with anger. They saw Impossible and ran with hormone-induced rage.
However, after catching a look at the expression on Impossible’s face, the mob’s enthusiasm slowly faded. Something about Impossible caused a sudden wave of depression to set over the approaching cluster.
“hey u loser!11!” one of the GW said.
“u suck! Move!”
Impossible looked up at the morons. “>_> <_< >_<. Stupid asswipes.” He said with as much un-enthusiasm as he could muster.
“ya whatevr dipshit”
“Ooo… Look at the big scary fuckhead. Go and die, you stupid piece of shit.” Impossible replied sourly.
The morons suddenly burst into flames.
“Assholes.” Impossible coughed.

Only two things could make this better - one is if I'd said ass-clown or fuckwad/wit, probably my favourite insults. And the other if there'd been some explanation to me saying ">_> <_< >_<", because I wouldn't do that while n00b-owning. Then it's all business.
Otherwise it was just brilliant.

Fitz flew across the battlefield, raining lasery destruction through the GW ranks. His progress was about to be halted by the enemy’s laser brigades, who were gunning towards him. A radio appeared out of nowhere.
“Do a barrel roll!” Jeramyu instructed.
Fitz rotated about, and the shots reflected off, and scorched some morons who couldn’t comprehend their own feet.
“Uh oh…” Fitz muttered. “There’s a bunch of power-ups, but they’re all stacked vertically!”
“Try a somersault!” Jeramyu informed. Fitz went into a steep climb. His laser power was increased, and his health meter expanded.
“You’re becoming more like your father…” Jeramyu said through the radio.
Fitz raised his eyebrows. “What the hell? How do you know my father? He’s not a flying zombie.”
“Uh… I have to pee! Later!” Jeramyu responded.

Best, best, best Star Fox/LUE reference ever. Ever.

Jeramyu practically shit his pants on the spot. “Well that settles it, we’re fucked.” He said, shrugging his shoulders.
“Wait! Hold on!” Telephalsion shouted, bounding back towards Jeramyu. Just as he was about to make his last leap, something came through.
“>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>_>…”
The beam struck Telephalsion, sending him sprawling, skidding across the ground.
Jeramyu turned to the direction of the beam’s origin. “Teamkiller!” He scolded.
Telephalsion managed to crawl to Jeramyu, who finished off an attacker with an inverted up-slash.
“I must tell you… something…” Telephalsion coughed. Jeramyu kneeled down. Tele propped himself up, and whispered in Jeramyu’s ear.
Jeramyu’s eyes lit up. He turned to the dieing warrior. “Once again, your engineering knows no inventive bounds.”
Telephalsion smiled. “Go…” he coughed. Finally worn out, the Crestfallen warrior finally fell to the ground.

“Oops.” Impossible lamented sarcastically.

THAT WAS BLOODY AWESOME. YOU ROCK JERAMYU.

[Fitz Tayo]

I can assure thee, sir Jeramyu, that me anst the Cyborg Zombies do much aprove of this here tale of terror, courage and badasses. This bodes well for thee Jeramyu, thou shalt do well in the after life. MWAHAHHAHAHAHAH.............. or yeah



Great! When's Season 2?

[War]

The attac kon ACII or Apple computers

[OverlordBill]

Cow heard, and mustered up all the intestinal pressure he could. The dangerous gases spewed forth.

Even at the moon base, the message was heard. Using magnety stuff, meteorites were directed at the GW.

That's what I saw. I can't believe you forgot me for even one second. Am I not your cuddle-bunny? Your puky-wuky love-kins? And then you try to cover it up. Well its too late. I saw and you broke my hearty-weart-heart.

[TeppicTheBloodLyn]

Am I not your cuddle-bunny? Your puky-wuky love-kins?

Jera, for the love of god answer him NO!

[EmperorJeramyu]

=P

I never actually bothered to memorize who's on the bus, and who isn't.

[Iteroth]

Hooray! I somehow turned into a robot!







.............Awesome.

[EmperorJeramyu]

Let's see how observant you all are... See what you can answer/identify.

1. Where exactly did Glenn get his new arm from?

2. There's a ToS quote in there. Though I only know one person for sure off-hand who could recognize it.

3. A harry potter spell is in there too.

4. One character uses a chatroom mechanic at one point. (Hint: It's not trivia bot)

5. One character was mentioned as being somewhere, but I completely forgot about them. =P

6. Where is super-glue used?

7. There's a Unreal Tournament 2004 reference in there as well.

8. There's a reference to an Adult Swim show.

9. Find a FOX news allusion.

10. What's a moob?

11. A widely known classical music piece is named somewhere.

12. Heheh. Actually, the real culprits are named quite plainly somewhere. If you think you've figure it out, don't post it! Keep it in mind, and see if you're right when season two starts rolling.

[Otaku No Anime]

2.

"Prepare to die!"

Didn't Sheena say that before you battled her at Ossa Trail? EDIT: Then again, I guess a lot of people say it...

3. You used the Lumos spell in the first chapter.

[War]

1. It was trivia bot
2. What Otaku said
3. Lumos
4. Jupiter
5. GreatChickenman
6. on the dish on the bus'
7.
8. SeaBus 2004

[iamtheverb]

I applaud you, Jeramyu.

oh, and... MOON BASE RULEZZZZ

[OverlordBill]

A moob is one of Holstein's udder-nipples.