No, that's not the title, I mean the titles a surprise.
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The booming roll of thunder shattered the tranquility of the forest. A bright flash of light created a clearing, in which four figures appeared.
"Where the hell am I?" The one in orange power armor asked, the large cannon on her right arm waving back and forth, as though looking for targets.
"Don't look at me," another replied, tightening the grip on his scythe.
"Who are you people?" The stone-skinned one asked.
"A better question," the one in silver power armor commented, "is what we are doing here."
"You always were the smart one of that bunch, weren't you, Sylia?"
The stoned skinned man groaned. "I know that voice."
"You should, Zel," Xelloss said, appearing in the air above the group. "After all, haven't we done so much together?"
The robed figure sneered at the floating Mazoku, then floated up to the same level. "Am I supposed to be impressed by this?"
Xelloss shrugged. "Well, the two of us know each other, but I don't think the rest of you have been introduced. Why don't we go around and solve that problem?"
"Why?" the silver figure asked.
"Common courtesy. My name is Xelloss, and the dour fellow with the skin problem is Zelgadis."
"You may call me Magus," the robed figure whispered.
The woman in orange power armor was next. "Samus Aran."
"Sylia Stingray," the last figure said with a shrug.
"Good, good," Xelloss gave a short bow.
"Why are we here?" Zelgadis asked.
"The powers that be have determine that there is a threat to the well being of several universes. You four were drafted to aid the greater good."
"So what does this have to do with you?"
"I'm Mazoku. I thrive on pain and suffering. I've seen the worst the dimensions have to offer. Even so, the things here give me the creeps."
"What's in it for us?" Magus asked.
"Depends on how well you do and what you need. For instance, it could be arranged for Ms. Stingray and Ms. Aran to get their hands on some advanced weapons technology. Magus here could be given information about finding his sister, and good old Zel could be that much closer to a cure."
Samus asked the next question. "What are we supposed to do?"
"There are creatures here. I'd name them, but it's been said that if you name an evil, you summon it. They are the threat. Do not be deceived by their apparent cuteness, they are burrowing into the minds of children across the universes, causing permanent harm, and insanity to everyone else. We Mazoku may be evil, cruel, and twisted bastards, but we're not *that* sadistic. Therefore, the name of the game is..."
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Gotta Nuke 'Em All! (Title inspired by the User Friendly comic of 12/28/99)
By Andrew Wilson
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"Onyx," Brock commanded, "attack!"
Magus sneered at the stone snake. Pointing his hand toward the beast, he focused his power. His clenched fist glowed black as he cast his spell.
"Dark Matter."
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Zelgadis studied the shifting black mass in front of his.
"Some sort of ghost, eh? High spirit components."
The stone man smiled. "Ra Tilt!"
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"I'm Jesse." The woman said.
"I'm James." The man added.
"We're Team Rocket!" The pair chorused.
Sylia and Samus exchanged a look. Sylia immediately primed her suits cannon. Samus, on the other hand, changed the fire mode of her cannon, and activated the missile tubes concealed in her armor's shoulder guards.
"I'm Samus, she's Sylia," both women lined up their shots. "Eat Plasma."
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And in closing, one last thought.
"Pika-chURK!!"