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After stopping at a digital cafe to double-post on his favorite blue forum, Jackass the clown decided to ask if any of the Albuquerqueiens had seen that which he was searching for. He found a nun on the street corner, and approached the woman tentatively.
"Excuse me Miss, but would you might telling me if you have seen this man?" Jackass asked, holding out a photograph of another clown that looked much like himself, only with an indescribably evil glare obscuring the painted-on happy features. "If you can answer me correctly, I'll make you a balloon animal!"
"Hmm, can't say that I've ever seen that man. But I did see the face of Jesus once. Yep, it's true. There I was, hallucinating on peyote when..." the nun was cut off in mid sentance.
"WRONG!" Jackass channeled the pure unbridled hated of Lex Luther as he shouted into the woman's face, and then beat her over the head mercilessly with a black jack. When the flimsy poker card failed to do so much as scar the nun's leathery skin, he abandoned his unsuccessful murder weapon and ran from the police for three hours straight. After his wanted level had returned to zero stars, he felt it was safe to come out of hiding from the cardboard box he was currently sharing with Solid Snake.
"Thanks for the help, Snake, but I gotta jet!" the clown thanked the grizzled old man. Then the children entertainer did a boost to get through the side of the box, and barrel rolled onto the street.
"Don't go..." Snake whimpered from inside the box, a single tear moving down his cheek slowly.
Jackass continued to fly around town for quite some time before he realized that his imaginary Arwing was taking heavy fire! He turned around just in time to see another man in an invisible fighter craft locking on and firing a plasma blast.
"Can't let you do that, Star Clown!" the unknown protagonist shouted as the orb exploded against the rear engine of Jackass' aircraft. Stuggling with the invisible controls, the clown managed to land in an unoccupied field. The unidentified star fighter landed his 'arwing' lazily, and stepped out onto the ground to face his foe in hand-to-hand combat.
"I don't know who you are, but I know who I am! And I NEVER play fair!" Jackass the Clown shouted, and then snapped his fingers repeatedly in what could be assumed to be the tune of a Mexican lap dance song.
The unknown and unimportant assassin just watched this display with increasing wonder, revulsion, and sexual excitement. He was snapped out of this reverie when the fist of a giant Gundam lept out of the ground beneath him and FALKON PAUNCHed him into the sun.
"Good job, Shining Gundam!" Jackass the Clown shouted as the mech dug itself out of the sand with noticeable effort. "Now lets go find that evil brother of mine!"
CONTINUE IT!... seriously, we're supposed to be taking turns writing this thing.
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"I spawn camp born-again-Christians." ~ Legendary Emerald
Camping Christian re-spawn points since 2006.
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