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Battle Network X: The Next Generation – Episode 8: A Shiny Reflection

“Flash Bomb!” A bright flash lit up the field, blinding the Navi. Well, it would’ve, if it were not for the visoir over his eyes.

“Kunai! Shuriken!” A storm of kunai and shuriken flew at the other Navi, who dodged them all by mere inches.

“Muramasa!” The shadowy Navi took out his blade and slashed at his opponent.

“LongBlade, Battlechip, Slot-In!” The LongBlade blocked the Muramasa, right before it could hit it’s target.

“That was close.” Metto sighed.

“It’s not over yet. Anubis, Battlechip, Slot-In!” An Anubis statue appeared on the field, poisoning Demi.

“Demi! Destroy the statue first! WideBlade, Battlechip, Slot-In!”

“Yes sir.” Demi said. His left hand morphed into a WideBlade. “Target in sight.” He ran towards the Anubis statue. But his opponent was still around, and wouldn’t like his statue to be destroyed. The Ninja appeared right in front of Demi.

“Oh no, you won’t. Element Dark!” His left hand changed into a Elmperor-virus-shaped buster, sending forth dark flames at Demi. He took the full force of the attack.

“Aaaaahh!” Demi cried out. His opponent grinned deviously, as he slashed his Muramasa forward. Metto stared in horror as he saw Demi’s lower half starting to fade away, followed by his upper half.

“Demi, hold on! Recover 300, Battlechip, Slot-In!” He yelled as he slid in the chip. Demi’s wounds were healed immediately, his halves put together again.

“Dammit! You’re going down! Black Wing, Battlechip, Slot-In!” Three holes appeared and dozens of bats flew out of them. Demi could evade the first few, but the others hit him.

“And now to finish it off: BUG CHARGE, BATTLECHIP, SLOT-IN!” The chip thief yelled, putting the Giga chip into his PET. His Navi put away his weapons, and his hands morphed together into the head of the giant virus dog Gospel.
“BUG CHARGE!” Operator and Navi yelled in unison. A giant blast shot out of the Gospel head, straight at Demi. Demi was to weak to be able to ran from the attack, and Metto was petrified. Bug… Charge?

A huge explosion occurred. Clouds of dust filled the air, obscuring their sight. After the clouds had died away a little, they could see one single person standing.

“SPIKY!” Demi exclaimed, not unpleasantly surprised.

And indeed, the green, spiky Navi was standing in front of him, his arms stretched forward, with a silvery veil in front of him.

“WHAT?!” The thief yelled. His Navi was lying on the ground of the battlefield. His body was heavily damaged.

“Ever heard of the Reflect chips?” Ivan said calmly. “The normal one reflects attacks back to user. The Mega Class version does the same, but doubles the power of the attack. The Giga Class version… quintuples the attack. Guess which version I used…”

“It… it did… five times the usual damage?” The thief’s eyes were open wide.

“Correct. I used the Giga Class version.”

“You have a Giga Class Reflect chip?” Metto asked his companion.

“I wanted to keep it a secret, to have a secret weapon at the N-1, but…” Ivan raised his shoulders. “Ow well, I still have a big advantage over my opponents.”

“You can say that again.” Spiky said.

“I still have a big advantage over my opponents.” Ivan said.

“I didn’t meant it that way, Ivan.”

“Whatever…”

“So, if I’m correct,” Metto said,

“then your counter attack did…” He counted on his fingers. “1500 HP damage?”

“Yeah, I’m awesome. And no thanks, I was more than happy to save Demi.”

“Ow… yeah, thanks.” Metto said, scratching the back of his head.

“Don’t mention it.”

“Rui…” A voice spoke suddenly.

“What?” The kids looked around to see who said that. “Who’s there? Show yourself!”

“Ruuuuuuiiii…” The voice spoke again.

“Yes?” The thief answered.

“I want you… to join the organization…”

“What? No freaking way!” Rui exclaimed. “I’ll never do that! I’d rather die!”

“Then so be it…” The voice said. “Beware Gorou Rui… you might have an accident in the near future…” The voice died away slowly whilst saying this.

“Well, THAT was freaky…” Demi said.

“Do you always state the obvious?” Spiky asked.

“Yup.”

Spiky let out a sigh. “Anyway, let’s just call the feds and go home.” However, the thief had already escaped through the window.

“Dammit! He got away!” Ivan exclaimed.

“He left some chips, though.” Metto said. He picked up the chips the thief had forgotten in his hurry.

“Yeah, but these aren’t the ones that were stolen from the shop.” Sara said. “Maybe they are stolen anyway, but…”

“You know, I’ll just take them with me.” Metto said.

“What!” Sara exclaimed. “That’s probably stolen! We should bring them to the police!”

“Hey! Chill out!” Metto replied. “If these are stolen, I’ll return them to their owners myself if I find out, okay?”

Sara sighed. “Okay then…”

“Well then, let’s go home.” Metto said.

They went out of the garage and headed for the metroline station.


… … … … …


“Is something wrong, Rui-sama?” ”Its that guy.” Rui said.

“Oh…”

“I don’t want to join them. I will never!”

“Easy now, Rui.” The Navi hushed his Operator.

“NO! I will kill that bastard one day for what he did!” Rui was putting so much energy in his anger he was panting.

“Calm down, Rui.” The voice of his Navi echoed through his head. “Your time will come one day. Just wait. They’ll be proud of you one day… All of them…”

“Yes… they sure will… I will take care of that…”

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That was great, but it felt rushed like no descriptoin at all I lost through the whole thing.

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That was great, but it felt rushed like no descriptoin at all I lost through the whole thing.

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That was great, but it felt rushed like no descriptoin at all I lost through the whole thing.

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Battle Network X: The Next Generation – Episode 9: …


It was all silent. But that could be expected, it was night after all. A shadow moved. Just there. A figure stepped out of the darkness. He wore an old beaten cloak. No, it was a poncho, an old, beaten, dark yellow poncho with red and green patterns along the edges. Most of his face could not be seen, he wore a light grey and sky blue mask. As a wind blew his poncho aside, you could see he had a pair of revolvers hanging at his hips. He took at look around. He was in old part of a Net version of some city. The buildings were damaged from the continuing fights that had occurred here long times in the past. But in the present this part was mostly uninhabited. Save some Operatorless and/or evil Navis and viruses maybe.

He was familiar with this part of the Net. Or had been familiar with it. He walked along the buildings who were partly crumbled and deleted due to all the battling of the past. He did not see the figure behind him aiming his gun.

“Hold it right there, Mr. Poncho!”

The Navi in the poncho stopped in his tracks. He placed one foot like that, so his left shoulder was pointing in the direction were the voice had came from, and he looked at the person who had spoken. A rather basic-looking Navi wearing red armour was standing behind him, pointing a custom buster at him.

“For your information, the name is not Poncho.” He said calmly.

“Whatever Cowboy!”

“I would prefer to be called Sh-…”

“Look! I don’t give a damn, okay!?” The other interrupted.
The first shrugged. “Fine. Have it your way.” He drew his revolvers quickly and started firing bullet after bullet, whilst slowly walking towards his opponent, who kept firing at him as well.

“GAH!” Many bullets had hit their target. “Damn you!” The red Navi charged his buster. “Eat this! Charged Shot!” He fired.

The Navi in the poncho had a slight smile on his face, though you couldn’t see it because of the mask. As the large plasma bullet almost touched his face, he lowered his head and upper body backwards, into a limbo-dancing position. (A/N: Think Matrix people) The shot just flew over him.

“NO!” His opponent exclaimed. As he came back up he started firing off at him again, all of his shots hitting the target.

“Thanks, amigo. You just made my day.” He said as a red cloud of data disappeared into thin air.
He put his revolvers back into their holsters and draped his poncho over them. After that, he turned his back and walked away.


… … … … …


The sounds of machines working sounded through the entire place. Hordes or viruses marched in straight lines over polished pathways that run through the enormous cyberscraper. It was an incredibly tall tower, heavily fortified with extra thick walls and platforms with cannons and guards could be found everywhere you could see from the outside. On the inside, viruses and Navis alike were created at high speed in the digital factories of the complex. On each level, a small virus factory, many guards and high-tech security systems, and also laboratories to research and create new kinds of Battlechips and viruses.

But that wasn’t important for the giant black Navi who was walking up the long stairways. He was on his way to his boss, the guy who owned the place.

The Navi was very tall, probably between two and a half to three metres (or between 8 and 10 feet). He had a dark grey bodysuit, but most of it was hidden from sight because he wore a lot of black armour. A few thin dark purple-grey lines ran over the sides of his boots, gauntlets, helmet, torso armour and bodysuit. His eyes were pupil-less. They were yellow, with a slight red glance, and they glowed a bit, lighting things up a bit inside the dark places of the giant cyberfortress. He held a huge dark grey cannon in his right hand. It was attached to his arm, and apparently it was really heavy, even for him, because his body slanted a bit to the right.

Dammit, he thought, couldn’t he just place an elevator somewhere around here? Is that really so hard to understand? Just one elevator, and I wouldn’t have to walk up to 665th floor where his office is!

He looked at a sign that told him he was on the 611th floor. Well, at least I keep in shape. I haven’t fought any challenging opponents in like… he stood still for a moment to think about it. When was my last really challenging battle, anyways? Oh, wait a second, I haven’t had any yet! These thoughts always made him a little angry. But his employer didn’t care about that, he said that he should use that rage as a weapon against others.

After a while, he stood still again and he took a look around. A big grey machine spit out dozens of level 3 Spikey viruses per second. What does Lorgee want with all these viruses anyways? They just take up space, and he has me! Now that I think of it, why does he need such a giant fortress in this isolated part of the Net? It doesn’t make any sense! He looked at the sign that hung on the grey wall at his right. Floor 661. Just 4 more… he spoke to himself inside his mind, trying to encourage himself. He was already exhausted before he even had reached the 100th floor, and it was like that always.

Before he went on, his mind ran all the way back to his creation. When he first awoke, he saw he was in a large light grey-and-blue room. When he looked around, he saw all kinds of strange-looking machines and objects standing around the entire room. He heard a cough of annoyance, and when he looked downwards to where the cough had come from, he saw a little person standing in front of him. Actually, the person was quite tall, but since he was about 1,5 times longer, he seemed that small. He wore a white coat, so he instantly suggested the guy was a scientist. Underneath the coat, he could see the fellow’s white-and-purple armour and his yellow bodysuit, which had three thin black lines running down the sides. He wore a purple helmet, with two white crests on top of it, running from the front towards the back, and the sides of it were white as well. On the front of the guy’s helmet was a rather large red crystal, sparkling in the light of the blue lamps that lit up the room. He soon became to know this person as his creator, and nowadays he often called him ‘Lorgee’, though that was not his real name. “If I say people may call me Lord. G., that does not mean that they may change it to something else, just because it is easier to pronounce. What if I were to call you ‘Hime’ all the time? You wouldn’t like that either, would you, Maxie?” He had often heard from him.

When he finally had gotten to the 665th floor, he immediately walked to the small white room next to the stairs, where he pushed a button, which made water come pouring out of the tap, which was so clean that it’s shininess almost blinded him. After he had drunk enough of it, why is there water here? We don’t need it, right? Dogey definitely need to start making Navis less human-like…, he went out of the cyber bathroom, stood still in front of the door to ‘Dogey’s’ office for a while, then he took a deep breath, opened the door, and stepped inside.


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BUSTERMAN LOGGING OUT

“And another one bites the dust…”

“Wew. That was fun.” Demi stretched himself. “That was our 40th opponent in one hour and a half. We’re getting good, Metto-kun.”

“Yup. We sure are.” Metto replied. “But we still must keep on training for the N-1, we already know loads of tricks and combo’s with chips and such, but that aint enough.”

Demi sighed. “Metto-kun, the N-1 isn’t starting within the next two months. And we’ve already trained one hour a day since Mark-sensei told us about it about a month ago!”

“Yes, that’s right.” Metto replied. “But I want to be able to defeat any opponent we might get, even members of Venidici. Are you with me?”

Demi looked at his operator, a little confused for a while. Then, he got a determined look on his face. “Yes. Let’s do it! Okay, Metto-kun, I want something more challenging, let’s try three Omega viruses this time.”

“If you think you can handle it.” Metto replied a little worried. He turned to the battle-statistics screen and touched some buttons on it’s touchscreen. Immediately, the battlefield became frozen, and three Billy Omegas appeared before Demi. His eyes went wide.

“When I said ‘something challenging’ and ‘three Omega viruses’, I did not meant the latter.”

Metto sweatdropped. “Oops, sorry…”

Demi waved his hand, as if to wave the excuse away. “’S’okay.” He said. “We can do it.”

“Okay then, WoodSeed, Battlechip, Slot-In!”
Demi threw the seed forward, and at the exact moment it touched the ground, the ice field was replaced with grassland.

“Okay now, BambooSword, Battlechip, Slot-In!”
Demi’s right hand morphed into the wooden sword.

“And this should make things even better, Attack+30, Battlechips, Double Slot-In!” The sword started emitting a bright glow because of all it’s power.

The BillyOmegas charged up their electricity and shot ThunderBalls at Demi. He could easily evade the first, by running to the right, he leapt over the second, but the third hit him in the chest, sending many volts pulsing through his body.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!” It seemed to him as if he had been sentenced to death and was now sitting on that one chair, it felt like that much electricity raced through his body.

“Recovery150, Battlechip, Slot-In!”
Demi recovered from the blast, but already three other balls of electric power were on their way.

“Thanks. Now quick Metto! Give me something useful!”

“Okay, here goes! Areagrab, Battlechip, Slot-In!”

Right before the attacks would have hit him, Demi disappeared into thin air, just to appear again right behind the Billies.

“Hasta la vista, Billy!” He swung the powered-up BambooSword, deleting the viruses.

“Well, that wasn’t that hard.” He said, after changing his underarm back to normal.

“Hasta la vista, Billy?” Metto asked his Navi with one eyebrow raised.
“Hey! I oughtta have a good battlecry or something!” Demi said with a broad smile.
“Yeah, but a lame one from The Deletenator? Honestly Demi, I think you’re in mental decline…”

“Hey! That’s not nice!”

“Did it seem like it was supposed to be?” Metto laughed.

A little red cross appeared over the top left corner of Demi’s face. He crossed his arms and put up an angry face, like that of a little kid that doesn’t get what he wants.

“Alright, alright.” Metto waved his hands and sighed. “I’ll stop, I’m getting tired of this anyways. Shall we go work on our Halloween costumes?”

“Okay.” Demi replied. “But mine is gonna be better than yours anyways!”

“Nuh-uh!” Metto said back. “Yours isn’t as half as cool and original as mine!”

“We’ll see about that at Halloween! Let’s go!”


... ... ... ... ...


He sighed deeply. \"Let\'s do it. Send to virus to the computer.\"

\"Doc? Do you really want to do this?\" The assistant asked.

\"Yes.\" The Doctor said. \"We observed this Navi and his Op. for a while, and they show the same skills like my son when he was just a little younger. The Power Evolvement Program might work well with them.\"

\"Okay then.\" The assistant said hesitently, as he turned back to the computer screen.

Program underway. The computer confirmed a little later.


??? ??? ??? ??? ???


In the darkness of a place far away from the homes of man something stirred. A hole opened, a gateway, one that lead to another place, non-existent in the present, or maybe even this universe. Two red eyes lit up, as a figure came through and unfolded it’s claw-tipped wings. A blood-chilling scream-like noise filled the skies.

I’ll be sure to get revenge… The creature thought. Beware Blue One… thy doom is approaching thee…

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Gollem do Gollem, he so cool, and I can mimic him so well. Do gollem, darn you. Well I hope you get the thing fixed soon.

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Battle Network X: The Next Generation – Episode 10: Marshmalloween


It was the night of Halloween. Metto was getting dressed for the yearly trick-or-treating.

He put on something that looked like thick black armour, kinda like that what the soldiers of this time wore (A/N: watch Batman Begins to know what I mean). He had put on a black shirt underneath it, and black pants and boots matching it. Then he put on some black, leather, fingerless gloves and a knee-long black coat. His mother had also lent him a necklace with a small cross that hung around his neck.

He darkened his face and arms with dark brown paint and put on a fake black moustache. As a finishing tough, he put on black shades. “Ready to shoot some silver bullets through some vampire ass.” He told his reflection.

“Ready Demi?” He looked at his laptop’s screen.

Demi was still busy with the programming of his own Halloween costume. He had no money for one already programmed, because this one was quite popular and hard to make, so very expensive.

“Just a little bit… and this goes there… now… YEAH!! Finished!” Demi exclaimed out of joy.

“Well then, activate it!” Metto urged him.

“Alright, alright! Sheesh!” Demi activated to program. As soon as his fingers left the button, his boots turned grey, as did his gloves, his bodysuit transformed into actual clothes, he got light brown shorts and a grey coloured shirt. A long red scarf wrapped itself around his neck, and for the last, his helmet disappeared, his now blonde-brown hair sprung every possible way, and he received a thick, big headband, which was coloured by two different kinds of grey, and had two eye-like patterns on it, which were white with red outlining.

He held up his right hand as Metto inserted a GunDelSol1 chip in the PET, and held it in the light of the last sunrays falling through his window. “Taiyooooooooohhh!!” Rays of sunlight shot out of the weapon and deleted a few virus dummies, which Demi had placed there for decoration.

“Oh yeah, Django sure rocks it all!” Demi grinned.

“Okay then, let’s go.”

Outside on the streets, they ran into Sara. She was dressed up as…

“…what are you actually supposed to be?” Metto asked.

She wore a knee-long light blue-grey, robe-like coat, with a white shirt with red patterns and a short black and blue skirt underneath it. On her head was a large red and blue hat with a big white feather stuck to it’s left, pointing backwards. Her feet where in long black boots, decorated with little silvery-golden-looking stars. Her face was painted with blue and red patterns and a few black and white stripes ran over the sides of her face. In her hand she held a long stick, which probably had been a broom one time or another, which was painted white and red, and had a circle made of wood attached to the top, which was blue, and had three round one-coloured balls in it, one which was red, one which was blue, and one which was silvery grey.

“Well, I wanted to go like a Mage from Final Fantasy, but since there are four different colours of Mages and I just couldn’t choose, I decided to combine the outfits of those Mages.” Sara said, blushing a little.

“So, you’re supposed to something between a Black Mage, a Red Mage, a White Mage, and a Blue Mage? Sounds to me like you are a Purplish Grey Mage…” Metto said.

“Hey!” Sara stomped him in the side. “Shut up you! You’re the one who is dressed like Negro Frankendracula!”

“Riiiiight… actually I am supposed to be Blade, but, whatever…”

“Let’s go pick up Ivan.”

“Don’t bother to.” A voice behind them said. The couple turned around and faced a giant white marshmallow with legs, arms and a face. The two and their Navis burst out in laughter, soon to be joined with the Marshmallow Man’s own Navi. One face turned a deep red.

“NOT! FUNNY!!” The giant marshmallow yelled.

After the laughter had subsided, well just a bit, they were still hiccupping after, Metto brushed his tears of laughter away and said: “Well, let’s just go, Miss Mage and Mr. Marshmallow…” Ivan grumbled. “…wanna go trick-or-treating?”

“Okay!” Sara said happily, “And after that, we can go to the party at the cultural centre! It’s open for all ages!”

“There is a party there?” Ivan said frowning. “How come I haven’t heard of it?”

“Marshmallows aren’t allowed.” And five of the six burst out in laughter again.


… … … … …


“Well, we got quite a lot of candy this year.” Metto said, putting another one of Aknow’s newest triple-flavoured L33test-o’-teh-Sweetest in his mouth. “Hmm… vanilla, strawberry and chocolate…”

“You did this last year too?” Ivan said, his mouth full of Chocolated Marshmallows (A/N: Marshmallows with chocolate sauce poured over it. Hmm, yummy…).

“Yes, it was real fun.” Sara said.

“And the fun thing of this year is that the Navis can join in on the fun.” Demi said, his mouth covered underneath a layer of chocolate. “I love cyberchocolate…”

“Anywho, the party has started just a while ago, let’s go.”


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Three bright flashes of blue, silver and green deposited Demi, Luna and Spiky respectively in the cultural centre’s Network system.

“Wow, you sure look nice, Django.” Luna said. Herself, she wore a long navy blue skirt with pink patterns at the bottom. She wore a white top, and a huge yellow bow (A/N: not the weapon) on her back, bound around her waist, which had small light green patterns. Over her arms, she had sleeves that weren’t attached to her top, and which were coloured from light ivory to pink. Her feet were in long black boots.

“You don’t look too awful as well, my lovely Yuna.”

“So you’re dressed as Yuna?” A guy in a long black coat asked. All his clothing was black, and he wore black shades. “Well, too bad, if you were dressed as Trinity, Mr. Anderson would’ve been very happy.”

“Shut up, Neo.” Demi bit towards Spiky.

“Whatever. By the way, Luna, do you, like Yuna herself, also were black underwear?”

KICK!

Spiky’s eyes widened, as he got hit on a painful spot. “Damn you… Django… you don’t… hit a guy there…”

“Geez… It’s just your small toe. I think…”

“IT FRIGGIN’ HURTS!!”

“Riiiiight… and by the way, Yuna wears a bikini underneath her kimono.”

“SHUT UP YOU!! OOH, THE PAIN…”

“My, fighting over a girl aren’t we?” A feminine voice said. The three turned, and a young female Navi caught there eye. She wore a thigh-length purple dress, and a black bodysuit underneath. Her boots were purple as well, and so were her gloves. Her icon was still it’s, probably, original colour white. And lastly she had a black helmet with pointy cat ears.

“Oh no, you’re not infected with the Neko virus, are you?” Demi asked, pointing at the ears.

“Hmm? No, they’re just part of the outfit. Hi, I’m Catwoman.” She held out her hand.

Demi shook it and said: “Hi, I’m Django. From tomorrow on you may call me Demi, if we’d ever meet again. With me here are Yuna, or Luna,”

“Hi.” She said, and they shook hands as well.

“…and Neo, The Ultimate Wacko.”

“Spiky for you…” Spiky said with a red head as he shook catwoman’s hand.

“Well then, you may call me Cat.”

“Is that really your name?”

“No, but why should I give my name to strangers?”

“Very wise of you, young lady.” Two hands grabbed Cat’s shoulders. One was in a navy blue glove, the other in a black one.

“Aww, bugger.” Cat groaned. “Can’t you guys ever leave me alone?”

“No way.” The male said. He was dressed in a black tux with some thin light grey vertical lines along it, and a small fake moustache. His gloves, boots, and helmet were a bit darker than usual, but they could see it had to be navy blue if not for Halloween. His icon was hidden behind his light grey shirt.

“Hi, Gomez.” He said as he held out his hand for Demi to shake.

“You can’t trust young girls in black, can you?” Said the female. She wore an ground-length black dress and black gloves to match. Her bodysuit was a pale ivory white, just as her face, which had a bit of black make-up underneath the eyes. Her icon was a red heart, what made the dress look odd. Long black hair fell in a pony tail on her back, and black lips curled into a smile as she shook hands with Luna.

“Morticia for you.”

“Yuna, ma’am.”

“My, you’re polite. Though I’m not that old, should you know.” She put her arm around Gomez’ and they intertwined their fingers, before Gomez slightly bowed towards her and gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

“Eww…” Said Cat in disgust. “Please don’t act like that in front of those you raised, dad.”

Gomez just grinned. Just then, the ground underneath them shook as a large Navi stomped towards them.

“Rock stay away from Roll, de gutsu! Guts gonna smash Rock, de gutsu!” The large Navi said. He wore a dirty brown robe over a suit that looked a lot like a tux, and his fists and face were green and de-formed.

“Oh, hello Lurch. I don’t recall summoning you?” Morticia said.

Suddenly, a rope came down, hanging from out of the sky, and Gomez pulled it. “Now you were supposed to come.” He grinned at the big green Navi.

“GutsMan not Lurch! GutsMan Yoda! De Gutsu!”

“If I recall correctly, Yoda is small, smart, and talks differently…” Demi said. Steam came out of the big green Navis ears.

“Thanks.” The Navi dressed as Gomez from the Addams Family whispered behind his hand. “I love it when he acts like this.”

“GutsMan not will insulted he be! GutsMan take revenge will now you on!” He ran towards Demi.

“Uh-oh.” Gomez said. Yoda doesn’t talk like that either, does he? He grinned.

GutsMan swung his fist at Demi, who just blocked it by raising his hand, then lunged at him and pushed him backwards in a fury of punches, before jumping back and shooting a fully charged Buster, which was decorated by Halloween theme, at him. “HALLOWE BLAST!!” GutsMan got flung backwards a few dozen yards before crashing into a pole and falling to the ground.

“Amazing…” Gomez muttered. “That went about exactly as my first fight with GutsMan...”

“Well, I think we better move on. Oh, and should that guy wake up, tell him that Yoda is also a lot stronger. Come on Yuna, bye guys!” Demi dragged Luna with him, away from the, yet unconscious, but still fierce-looking GutsMan, and into the party. Neo stayed behind. Spiky, that is. “You have beautiful green eyes…” He spoke towards Cat.

“Back off.”


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Metto, Sara and Ivan walked through the doors.

“AAAAAGGHH!! It’s Blade! Runneth for thee lives!” A few vampire-dressed people yelled. Metto grinned at them.

“Not today, people, I forgot my silver bullets.”

“Well in that case, may I have a little drink of your lovely female companion?” A female, probably in her twenties, said, as she bowed over to Sara.

“No way!” Sara said, as she drew a wooden sword out from somewhere underneath her robe.

“Woah! Easy kid, you could get hurt!” The woman said, backing away.

Metto stared in surprise at the sword. “I didn’t know Mages actually used those.” He said. “It’s not sharp, right?”

“What do you think? It’s made of wood.” Sara said, as she sheathed the sword again. She laughed. “C’mon, let’s go!” She pulled Metto into the party.

As they walked further, they saw a big group of people in the corner of the large room. One of the guys, a blunette (A/N: person with blue hair), who was wearing old, beaten brown slippers, dirty, ripped, light blue-green shorts and a Jawaiian shirt and flowers around his neck to match, walked over to them with a beer in his hand.

“Aahhh… welcome Blade!” He lowered his sunglasses. “Or should I say, Netto-kun?”

“Actually, my name is Metto.” Metto said to the guy.

“Oh! My apologies! Yes, you are a bit smaller. Hi, name’s Laika, but you may call me Dude, dude!”

Metto sweatdropped. “Oooooo kay…”

“Are you drunk?” Sara asked.

“Could be… had a few drinks… those Electopian beers of yours sure are getting to your head… Hey, Netto! There you are, dude!” The blunette walked off to a guy with brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, who was obviously dressed as Aragorn, from ‘The Lord of the Rings’. Laika took his head in a firm grip with his arm.

“AAARH!!” Netto yelled. “Dekao, if that’s you you’re so gonna die!” The ‘Dude’ released him, and Netto looked at him.

“Laika!”

“Netto!”

The two friends stomped each others shoulders.

“Hey, man! How come you’re here? I thought you were in Sharro!”

“I was, but we don’t really have Halloween back there.”

“That kinda sucks.”

“Dude.”

“Laika?” A young woman came standing next to the Aragorn guy. She was dressed in a long, dark green dress, and had a small, silvery tiara on her head. Her shoulder long red hair would make you think differently, but she was dressed as Arwen, Aragorn’s ‘girlfriend’. She was probably that Netto’s girlfriend herself.

“Meiru-chan! How’s shakin’ baby?!”

“Laika, you don’t have to go that much into your role.” Meiru sighed.

“It’s probably those Electopian beers. Damn! What do they put in these?” He stared at the bottle in his hand for a while, than collapsed onto a seat and started snoring.

“He does realize that that is actually sake?” Meiru asked Netto.

“Sharro people…” Netto sighed, before taking a sip of his own sake.

“What a weird guy.” Ivan muttered.

“Dude.” Metto said.

“Not you too!” Metto and Sara laughed.

“FOOD!!!” A voice bellowed.

“AACK!!” Ivan suddenly got jumped upon by someone twice as big, and probably twice as old as him.

“Getitoffgetitoffgetitoff!!” He yelled.

“Dekao! Sit!” The Arwen girl commanded.

“Arf!” The big guy sat down on a seat. If he hadn’t been wearing his costume, he would probably have been a bit more handsome. He was a troll, the kind you saw in ‘The Lord of the Rings’

“Good boy.” The girl threw a marshmallow at him, which he caught in his mouth, and ate with a proud smile on his face.

“Well, that was freaky…”


--- --- --- --- ---


Demi and Luna walked past another group of Navis, who were in an argument.

“He’s Ifrit, he belongs with us!”

“No, he’s Efreet! He is with us!”

“Ifrit!”

“Efreet!”

“Ifrit!”

“Efreet!”

“IFRIT!!”

“EFREET!!”

“Stop it please!” Exclaimed the fire Navi, who was pulled between the groups. Fake horns rested on his head, and for the occasion he had made fake legs, which were muscular, and on fire, as well as the rest of his body.

“Sheesh, sorry HeatMan.” Said a girl Navi with blue hair and a transparent pink visoir over her eyes, and who was dressed up in blue clothes as a female Ninja. A large pink bow (A/N: again, not the weapon) on her back, bound around her waist.

“We should let you choose.” Said a tall Navi, dressed in grey, with long grey hair. He had a sword in his right hand that was even longer than him.

“Yeah.” Replied a G.I. Joe like Navi, who had exchanged his regular green outfit something blue, and who had large blue, wing-like… things… attached to his shirt at the shoulders. He also had exchanged his sniper for a sword, which rested in it’s sheath on his hip. His usually orange hair wasn’t falling down, but with the cyber hair gel in it, it went any way possible, and it had been recoloured red.

“Hey! Another –ribbit- FF Fangirl!” A short, green frog-like Navi pointed towards Luna. He wore light blue clothes, with white lines along it, and held a short club-like rod in his hand, which had a blue crystal in the top, and itself was coloured bronze-like.

“That makes us even. Ribbit! If you weren’t part of of Tales of Symphonia group, Serenade, HeatMan could be with us, ribbit.” The frog-like Navi said.

“I already told you: I’m supposed to be a belly dancer, not Raine in her dance outfit!” A female Navi who, instead of wearing a bodysuit, seemed to have actual skin, leaving her arms and belly naked. She wore white pants like the Prince earlier, but shoes instead of boots. Her strings of caramel blonde hair fell on top of her breasts. Two large pink ribbons floated behind her.

“Oh? I thought you were Rikku!” A big blue, lion-like Navi, next to the one with the oversized sword said.

“Yeah, me too!” A girl Navi who was dressed in total black and carried a sword in her left hand, letting it rest on the ground, said. “Then you, me, and our newly acquired friend Yuna could go look for Tidus!”

“I haven’t seen a Tidus here…” Luna said to her.

“Well… that guy you’re with looks kinda like him…”

“Who? Me?” Demi asked, “No, I’m Django, The Solar Boy™!”

“Well, give you a big shiny blue sword and change your shirt to a yellow jacket and you look the same!”

“Riiiiight…” Demi said as he sweatdropped.


--- --- --- --- ---


Back in the real world, attention turned towards the stage. A man with a lot of hair, which he had dyed black and put hair gel into, and glasses, dressed as The King (A/N: Elvis anyone?) had came up just now.

“Well people, I just want to thank you all here today, and I’d like to sing you guys a song, uh-huh-huh.” He said, almost stuttering on every single word.

“Oh my god,” Meiru whispered, “is that Higure??!”

Before anyone could answer her, the music started to play, and Higure shyly started to sing:

“About a gal, named Mariko, oh, she’s the one I love–oh… Yeah, a ga-ha-hal named Mariko, she—”

Suddenly the music got cut off. Higure looked around in panic, when out of nowhere, a man and a woman in black tuxedo’s, wearing black ties, shoes, sunglasses, and hats –with those white bands around them– stepped out from behind the curtain.

“To give the world some Blues information,”

“To unite the Blues in every nation,”

“To denounce it’s evils, like sadness and love,”

“To sing the Blues up to the stars above…”

“Madoi!”

“Hino Ken!”

Suddenly another man appeared as well and yelled: “Elec!”

Then they walked backwards to the side of the stage, pointing to the back. “Mahajarama!”

The curtains opened up for about three metres (10 feet), and a piano came riding through, with a man playing it.

“Blues, people,

It blasts you off at the speed of light,

Surrender to it now, since you cannot fight!

So right.” tu-di-di-di-di-duuu…

“Oh, BLUES BROTHERS SING IT!!” tu-du-tu-du-du-du-du-dumm…

“Wow, BLUES BROTHERS SWING IT!!” ti-di-ti-ti-di-ti-diii-tiii…

Mahajarama played a bit on his piano before they continued.

“Now let’s go, Higure, you know this song!” Hino Ken told the guy as he pushed him to the middle of the stage.

“Yeah, baby, this will surely get you and your lovergirl get along.” Elec Hakushaku said.

“’Cause…”

“Everybody…” *tu-du-dum* “…needs somebody…” *tu-du-dum* “…everybody…” *tu-du-dum* “…needs somebody to lo-o-o-o-ove…” Elec, Hino Ken and Madoi said, half-singing.

Then, Higure’s glasses flashed, and he grabbed the mike, now full of determination.

“Yo people, listen up.” He said in a typical Blues Brothers’ voice.

“We\'re so glad to see so many of you lovely people here tonight - and we would especially like to welcome all the representatives of DenTech\'s law enforcement community who have chosen to join us here in the cultural centre’s party room at this time. We do certainly hope you all enjoy the show - and please remember people - that no matter who you are and waht you do to live, thrive and survive - there are still some things that make us all the same - you - me - them - everybody – everybody…”

Higure, Hino Ken and Madoi:

“Everybody needs somebody,

Everybody needs somebody to love.

Someone to love, someone to love.”


Hino Ken and Madoi:

”Sweetheart to miss

Sweetheart (to miss)

Sugar to kiss,

Sugar to kiss.”

Higure:

“Woooaaahoooaaahh…

I need you, you, you,

I need you, you, you,

I need you, you, you,

In the morning; you, you, you,

When my soul\'s on fire.


Sometimes I feel

I feel a little sad inside

The way my baby mistreats me

I\'ll never–never–never

Find a place to hide

I need you… (you, you)”

*Elec Hakushaku played a bit on his bass guitar, together with Mahajaram with his piano, Hino Ken with his drums, and Madoi with her saxophone, while Higure just dances*


Higure, Hino Ken, Madoi and Elec:

“I need you, you, you,

I need you, you, you,

I need you, you, you…”


Higure then stood still, sort of, and spoke: “You know people when you do find somebody, hold that woman, hold that man, love him, fleece him, squeeze her, please her. Hold, squeeze and please that person, give them all you love, signify you feelings with every caress because it\'s so important to have a special somebody, to hold, kiss, miss squeeze and please.”


Higure, Hino Ken, Madoi and Elec:

“I need you, you, you,

I need you, you, you,

I need you, you, you…

Yeah, all I want for Halloween is yoooouuuu…”


As the song finished, Higure pointed to the back of the room where Mariko-sensei was.

She was dressed in as an astronaut (A/N: like in the movie). Then a man, who had a bit of overweight, came running to her.

“Quick Mariko! The aliens have arrived!” He yelled.

“Alright! Let’s go, Nenji!” And the two of them ran off through the entrance. She hadn’t even been paying attention!

Higure sighed. “Shimatta, demasu…”


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In the Networld, NumberMan and the former World Three Navis had stopped playing as well, and NumberMan changed his Blues Brothers suit he had been wearing for the song back into that of a giant Nintendo DS.

“Anyone willing to play Boktai with me?” He asked.

“I have had enough of it.” A voice said. It belonged to a guy with blonde hair, a thick grey headband with white eye-like patterns and a red scarf wrapped around his neck, and it wasn’t Demi.

“Anyone?”

“NO!” It came from the crowd.

NumberMan put up a sad face. “TOUCH ME!! TOUCH ME!! TOUCH ME!!” He screamed, until a shot in the back by a Gandalf-MagicMan made him shut up.

“Django! Man, haven’t seen you in a long time!” Rock and Django grabbed each others hands.

“Well, my friend, been busy. Loads of vampires out there.”

“ShadeMan hasn’t returned, has he?” Rock asked concerned.

“Not that I know of, so the chances are incredibly slim. And I mean incredibl—” Suddenly a crash occurred, and a loud noise echoed through the Net. Everyone covered their ears, in the real world as well, as the juke boxes on stage emitted a high shrieking, deafening sound.

“AAAAARHH!! THAT SOUND!!” Netto screamed, trying to cover his ears as well as possible. “I’VE HEARD IT BEFORE…”

The sound subsided, and on the Net a black hole opened up in mid-air, and a tall dark, winged figure came through. “RockMan, again, we do meet.”

“ShadeMan!” RockMan said. And indeed, the vampire Navi floated in front of him. Though, he seemed different. He looked taller, and darker as well. His eyes glowed as bright as the brightest of stars in the night sky, a crimson red, making the scene look like a horror movie. His claws had grown to twice their length since the last time they had met, and he was surrounded by a large cloud of bats.

“This time, you will be the one to be deleted RockMan. Bats! Attack!” ShadeMan sent out his bats at everyone in the place. The Navis defended themselves with anything they could: Busters, Swords, chairs…

“You will see RockMan, that I have become many times stronger than at our last encounter… Now, let us commence in battle!”

“Bring it on!”

“Okay, Rock!” Netto yelled. “Here goes! Gun Del Sol 1-2-3, Battlechips, Triple Slot-In! Program Advance!”

“PILE DRIVER!!” The large machines rose up from the ground and aimed at ShadeMan, but nothing happened, and after a short while, they disappeared.

“What?! What’s wrong?” Netto exclaimed in surprise.

“Sunlight!” RockMan said. “Pile Driver depends on sunlight!”

Netto looked through the window. “It’s totally dark outside!”

“Of course! It is 23:30 PM!” Meiru told him.

“Shimatta!” RockMan exclaimed. ShadeMan grinned at him.

“Seems your plan has failed you.” He flew at him at high speed and raised his claws to strike.

“Have some of my new attack! Reaper Claw!” His attack hit RockMan right over the chest.

“AAH!”

“RockMan! Here! Sword, Battlechip, Slot-In!” A sword appeared in place of RockMan’s right glove. “WideSword, Battlechip, Slot-In!” And his other one morphed into a WideSword.

RockMan slashed at ShadeMan, who evaded his attacks. “You were too easy an opponent, and you still are!” A claw slashed at RockMan once again. He landed a few yards away, in front of the feet of some old friends.

“Need some help?” Kratos, a.k.a. SearchMan asked.

“What a rhetorical question.” Rock muttered.

“Obviously.” The second said, who appeared to be Colonel, dressed up as Sephiroth.

“You have my sword.” Proto-Wan Kenobi said.

“And my bow.” Said Roll.

“And my tomahawk.” Said TomahawkMan, heaving an oversized tomahawk over his head.

“Thanks guys.”

RockMan stood up, and his friends stood alongside him. They were soon to be joined by a now-conscious GutsMan, butler Glyde, an polar bear MagnetMan, Transformer GyroMan, NapalmMan the rocket, NumberMan, Meddy dressed up as Sheena from Tales of Symphonia and a ToadMan Genis of that same game.

“You’re going down ShadeMan! For once and for all this time!”

“Ha!” ShadeMan laughed. “Ha Ha Ha!! Don’t make me laugh you fools! How many times have you said that to me before? I will always come back!”

“Ow, shut up you! Rock Buster!” RockMan shot his Buster at ShadeMan.

“Heart Slash!” Roll released a storm of pink hearts upon their enemies Batty virii.

“Guts Hammer!” GutsMan smashed his transformed hands into the ground, sending forth shockwaves.

“Glyde Cannon!” Glyde shot his cannon, trying to hit the bats that were coming at them.

“Proto Sword!” ProtoMan scurried forward and slashed ShadeMan as he passed him, deleting the Batty viruses in the process as well.

“Napalm Bomb!” NapalmMan launched a bomb, that landed right in front of ShadeMan, then exploded, engulfing him and some of his bats in flames.

“Warp Gun!” SearchMan transformed his sword and sheath back into his sniper, aimed, and pierced ShadeMan’s wings with his shots, and deleted dozens of the bats.

“Capsule Bomb!” Meddy threw a pill-like bomb that exploded once it hit the ground, deleting more of the viruses.

“Tomahawk Swing!” Other bats fell at the mighty TomahawkMan’s A—tomahawk.

“Dice Bomb!” NumberMan’s three dices landed on a two, a four, and a five, before exploding, taking more bats with them.

“???????????????????????????!” ToadMan croaked, sending electricity through the battlefield, but since all of their opponents were in the air, it only hit those who they were trying to protect. “Oops –ribbit– didn’t mean that to happen…”

As the dust cleared, they could see ShadeMan unharmed, and a still gigantic purple cloud of Batties.

“That tingled a little.” ShadeMan grinned. He slashed his claw horizontally through the air, and send an attack of three blood red stripes, which were obviously aimed at them.

The attack was too strong for many of the Navis. Now only RockMan and Blues were left.

“Damn, he’s way stronger than before…” Panted RockMan.

“Do not worry! We’ll help you!” A storm of bubbles, jets of water, and shards of ice surprised ShadeMan and deleted a large number of his bats. The ones who had send them were a Frodo IceMan, his loyal companion Sam AquaMan, and their friend Gimli BubbleMan.

ShadeMan let out a roar of anger. “Die as well, puny mortals!” He slashed his claw through the air once again. It hit IceMan and AquaMan, logging them out. ShadeMan turned towards BubbleMan.

“You traitor! You have sided with the enemy! You! Once my most loyal servant! For that, you die!” He slashed again and a large cloud of pixels indicated the deletion of BubbleMan.

Before he could return his attention back to RockMan and his group, he got hit in the back. As he turned to face this attacker, who appeared to be ThunderMan, he got hit in the back once again. This time by the former World Three members ElecMan and MagicMan.

ShadeMan let out another roar of anger. “Out of my way, you flies!” He lunged at them, but before he had reached them, a large ball smacked him to the ground, and ColoredMan joined his mates.

“Damn you!” A large dark aura came out of ShadeMan, surrounding the guy. “YOU WILL ALL FALL BEFORE ME!!!” But before he could do his act, a giant FireTower rose up from the ground, destroying his Aura, and incinerated him. The Tower was made by FireMan, HeatMan and FlamMan, Hino Ken’s three Navi’s, who were actually all and the same one.

“Now… I am PISSED!!” ShadeMan suddenly grew a feet or so, and a large Dark Aura blasted out of him deleting some of his bats in the process. He put his hands together, and they glowed a bright marine blue.

“WATER BAT!!” He exclaimed, firing of a blue, bat-shaped shot at the three fire Navis, which extinguished their fire up to the end of time.

He turned his attention back to RockMan and his companions, after he had quickly dealt with the other former WWW members and ThunderMan.

“Die mortals…” His eyes lit up brightly. “Dieeee…”

“You seem to have overlooked one.” A voice behind the vampire Navi said. As he turned around, a sword, glowing in a dim silvery light, cut through his left wing, severing it.

“AARH! Damn you Django!” The vampire hunter grinned.

“My pleasure.” He said, slicing at ShadeMan again, who ducked, but his right ear got severed anyway.

The vampire gritted his teeth. “Time to take this battle to a whole different world…”

Suddenly, in the real world, Dimensional Converters popped up, and ShdeMan appeared there.

“Dammit! We must Cross Fuse, RockMan!”

“I’m ready!”

“Us as well, Blues!”

“Let’s do it!”

Netto and Enzan took out their Synchro chips and inserted them into their PET’s.

“Synchro chip, Slot-In!”

“CROSS FUSION!”

Navy blue gloves and boots appeared over Netto’s hands and feet. His clothes changed into a navy blue bodysuit with light blue stripes along the sides. RockMan’s yellow shoulder pads covered his shoulders, and then the helmet appeared over his head. Finally, RockMan’s icon appeared on his chest, and the transformation completed with Gomez’ black tux with it’s thin white stripes appearing.

Black and red gloves appered over Enzan’s hands, and he received the same colour of boots. A red helmet with black visoir appeared over his head and his hair grew out to waist length. His Prince costume changed into a red bodysuit with armour, and the Jedi clothing appeared over it, obscuring his icon, and the lightsabre at his hip made the transformation complete.

The two young Cross-fused adults were soon to be joined by Django.

“Time to get deleted!” R RockMan yelled.

“Again!” R Blues added.

“Pathetic humans…” ShadeMan said. “Expecting to truly be able to defeat an immortal? Don’t make me laugh.”

“Hey! If you Dracula can be defeated, so can you!”

“Fools…” ShadeMan. “I have become an incredible amount of times stronger than when we last met years ago.” He slashed his claw through the air again, deleted several Navis, which had come to this world to protect their Operators while they fled.

“And now for the rest of you…”

“No! We have to have more power!” RockMan yelled from inside Netto. “Are we really the only ones left?”

R RockMan grabbed Laika’s Synchro chip from out of his pocket. “Sorry, but this is an emergency.” He looked around, and he saw someone who he somehow thought he’d do well at Cross Fusing.

“Hey you! Catch!” He threw the Synchro Chip at the guy who had just come out of the bathroom. He caught it and looked at it.

“Wha…?”

“Quick! Insert it in your PET!”

“What’s going on?” As soon as the words had left his lips, he realised most people were gone, and that the surroundings had different colours. Plus there were Navis around.

“Reaper Claw!” Three blazing blood-red stripes were fired off at him. He raised his arms over his head, bracing for impact…

But it never came. As he opened his eyes, he saw a blue-clad teen standing in front of him.

“Hurry!” R RockMan yelled at him. “Insert that chip NOW!”

“O-Okay.” Metto inserted the chip into his PET, and before he knew, he felt very, very strange.

Black and yellow boots formed over his feet, with long ivory spikes attached to the sides. Black and yellow gloves with ivory spikes as well slid over his hands, and his clothes transformed into a dark marine blue bodysuit with three thin crimson red stripes down the side. A black and yellow helmet with two ivory spike-like crests on it, which went backwards, joined, and then curved downwards into a V-shape formed over his head. Next, body armour formed over his chest, coloured black and yellow, and their icon appeared: an ivory white sideways 8, surrounded by marine blue and crimson red. It then all changed to the colour and shapes of Demi’s Django outfit and a red scarf wrapped around his neck, and their transformation had reached completion.

“Woah, what is this?” R Demi said, as he looked at his gloves.

“Amazing…” R RockMan muttered. “It actually worked…” He was suddenly blown away by another one of ShadeMan’s attacks.

“So you have another companion? That doesn’t matter, your lives are all soon to end!”

“What the heck is going on here?” R Demi asked.

ShadeMan looked at the young teen in surprise. “You don’t know? You don’t know who I am?”

“I have no idea.”

“ShadeMan? Leader of Nebula? The Darkloid King?”

“Not a clue.”

“What an ignora—…” ShadeMan stopped in the middle of his sentence as a wooden stake popped out of his chest, at the place of his heart.

“Bye bye, dumb-ass!” Django said inside ShadeMan’s left ear.

The vampire Navi’s body de-rezzed fast, but words could be still heard:

“Watch it, Spiked One… I will return one day, and when that time comes, you will fall by my hand as well!”

After the last pixel had disappeared, R Blues destroyed the Dimensional Converters, and they crossed out.

“Thank you.” Netto placed a hand on the younger teen’s shoulder. “Though you didn’t fight, you helped us greatly.”

“What did I do?” Netto sighed.

“Nevermind.”

“Well, Netto, guess we did it.” Enzan said. “Again. Though this time it was a bit harder and we had Django’s aid.”

“Yeah, weird actually that he was here today.” The two walked off, leaving the younger boy behind.

“What the hell has happened here?”

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whooooooh that was a long episode.

next one in the ussual size okay

but still a nice episode

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Originally posted by Morphman


Yes, it was long. 18 pages. Usually (3-)5. From now on, they\'ll be probably 8-10.

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I\'m going to disappoint you people now. A real lot. I\'m quitting. That\'s final. I\'m GONE!

Well, not really. I\'ll still keep it going, but I\'ve got LOADS of homework to do, and since I\'d like to post on a regular base, I still keep on writing on stuff, but it won\'t be posted any time soon.

Just so you know.

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N00OOoo! Its not fair........ stupid homework:mad: