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A_Einome's Trip Into The Web
A_Einome started to ponder.
"Say, what would happen if I, an exteremely intelligent scientist, were to go into the Web and explore stuff?" he thought.
Well, that was pretty darn obvious, so he ended up hiring a crew of 4 (DOS, Matt, a gunner, and a guy who knows stuff about the Web) and building a big Web ship. So that's where we join him.
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Okay, we're here.
"All right... um... are you all ready?" A_E asked.
"Sure," DOS replied.
"No! I wanna MiST some more!" Matt exclaimed.
"Hey, I just wanna shoot something," the gunner grumbled.
"What?" the guy with a Ph.D. in Web Stuff asked.
"Well, I'll take that as a yes," A_E sighed.
And so, A_E decided to take off.
"Let's go!" A_E cried!
"YAY!" everyone but Matt cried.
"WHY ME?" Matt asked rhetorically.
So, A_E and crew found a tear, and made it into a Portal, and started their journey into the Web!
Okay, so you've heard that. It's time to choose what happens next! (Yes, you can do that. If no one chooses, I'll just choose)
A) A_E and crew lose someone, and have to find him/her before it's too late
B) A_E and crew meet some Web Creatures... battle scene ensues
C)
A_E and crew meet a talking meteor, and then we all sing dopey
songs on how to find your way home
D) Please don't vote C. Actually, that's out of the running
E) A_E and crew get lost, and then more lost
So vote now!
NEW UPDATE
Hi! I'm back. With a grand total of ONE vote, well, you'll see.
A_E zoomed towards the tear. When the ship reached, they stopped really suddenly.
"WHOA!" everyone cried, being thrown forwards.
Later, everyone had gotten up and they had turn the tear into a portal. Then they went in it.
"Yay! We're finally there!" DOS exclaimed.
"So, where are we, Web guy?" A_E questioned.
"Hmm... well, there's a data storm... and there's a pop-up ad... I have no idea," the intelligent binome pouted.
"WHAT? NO IDEA? Let's go... that way," A_E pointed.
The ship went in the direction of A_E's digit, but unfortunately, since A_E kept his digit up while the ship was moving, so it went around in circles, making everyone dizzy.
"Ow... my head..." Matt grumbled.
"Do you know where we are now?" A_E interrogated.
"No..." the intelligent binome began.
"WHY YOU LITTLE!" A_E began to beat up the binome. We fade to black.
Obviously, the choice was E). So, because I got one vote, I'm going to choose my own storyline next time. So just wait!
NEW UPDATE
Okay, I'm back again! Let's continue.
A_E swung a nice uppercut, and the other binome was about to retaliate, when DOS yelled, "LOOK!"
A_E stopped fighting and turned to look. The binomes stopped fighting and turned to look. Feathers blinked.
DOS, happy with the attention she was recieving, continued. "LOOK! It's a data storm!"
Everyone paused to take this in, and then ran everywhere. A_E ran! Feathers waddled! Matt knocked himself out! Then the gunner said something:
"Look, we have to move the ship instead of panicking! There are three reasons we need to move: One, because we'll be sucked into the data storm, and two, we're going to collide with another ship."
"Three? That's only two," DOS said.
"They don't teach math in Gunnery School," the gunner sighed regretfully.
"Oh. WAIT, ANOTHER SHIP?"
MORE PANIC! What will happen next time? Will A_E ever be able to explore? Will bad things stop happening? Will I be FIRED? (I hope not) Find out on the next breath-taking, heart-rending, episode! Ciao!
NEW UPDATE
On board the USS Soupy Hare, the two Russian Guardians smiled.
"Yes. Everything is going perfect. Soon Daemon will have all of everyone under her control," one said.
"Ha! Yes! Daemon ALWAYS has the perfect plan!" the other yelled.
"Wait a nano. Shouldn't we be speaking Russian?" one asked.
"We should at least have accents," the other replied.
Suddenly, a loud siren went off and a large sign went on. The sign said, "BREACH" and the siren wailed "WEEEEEeeeeoooooooooooeeeeEEEEEEE etc. etc.".
"BREACH? ACH! VE MUST HURRY IF VE VANT TO DESTROY ZIS BREACH!"
"JA! JA!"
"HEIRUNDFRIERZEN!"
"MAKISZNOF!"
"HERSEGOVINA!"
And so, the two Guardians began yelling odd Russian words.
Back on the other ship, we repeat DOS' immortal words:
"Oh. WAIT, ANOTHER SHIP?"
Unfortunately, we must end there because we're out of time. And out of money.
*suddenly, a politican with a big grin busts down the door, runs in with a bag labeled, "$", and then runs out, yelling, "VOTE FOR MELANCAUP!"*
Well, I guess we aren't out money. But we are out of time.
*suddenly, a scientist with white hair drives through the wall in a souped-up DeLorean*
"Hey! You can go in my time machine to have more time!" the scientist says.
Sure, what the heck. *gets in, buckles up. The car backs out* Well, to figure out what happens next, be here for the next Trip Into the-
"88 miles per hour!"
What? What does that me- ZOOOOOOMMMMM!