Derr derr derr derr derr derr deedle-derr, Rock, Robot Rock!
Our singles out in the shops on Monday :wink:
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Derr derr derr derr derr derr deedle-derr, Rock, Robot Rock!
Our singles out in the shops on Monday :wink:
:proud:
Apologies for further delays again. Several tests during this and next week, but hoping to get an update done this weekend :)
What are the mysterious letters on this flying object?
Is this UFO a clue to Devos whereabouts?
Will Bertie and Nicole ever get it on?
Is the UFO malevolent?
Is Wedge Devo doomed...are we all?
When will i stop asking damn annoying hypothetical questions to thinly veil a bump?
Find out the answers to all of these next time!*
*If there ever is a next time.
Heh. Now thats a bump. :proud:
I am trying to will myself to get the last chapter done, but my Highers are now officially underway (first one was today, in fact. I now never have to do English ever again! :proud:) and Im suffering from a mild case of Writers Block, but I do hope to get an update on here soon
STEVE SEZ:
Apologies to the power of infinity. Ive become majorly distracted with my Higher examinations and the expansion of my writing hobby by joining FanFiction.Net. (Sonic fans, search for stories there by Professor Vengeance :wink:). But here, at long last, is the culprit chapter! Time to find out who really dunnit, kiddies... :)
In an instant, the group unpacked all the weapons at their disposal, the UFO coming round for another charge.
Not much against a potentially superior alien race, is it? Elle commented, I mean, come on. Coffee flasks, a CD player and a Game Boy Advance.
[I resent that], Nicole grumbled.
Well, weve just gotta make the best with what weve got, Kody told her and handed AJ a fresh coffee canister.
Bombs away! AJ cried and with a quick metamorphosis, GeForce took his place and flipped the cylinder out the window. With a clatter, the brown liquid within burst over the unusual craft, causing it to stutter a little.
Bullseye! Matty cheered, My turn! and turning the InfiniTune up to full blast, he set the CD player to start The Cheeky Song and held out the window. If this doesnt make them surrender, he called, Nothing will!
I think its actually working, Knuckles cheered. Sure enough, the UFO was starting to wobble in midflight, a misfire from the front cannon accidentely blasting a nearby cloud.
Hold the party! Aaron cried, Whats that? and pointed at a small round object that had just been blasted from the other ship and crashed through one of Berties windows.
Theyre broken my glass! Theyve broken my glass! he sobbed.
Oooooo! AJ cooed, picking up the spherical device, Shiny.
Andy, dont! yelled Alex and Chris in unison.
But too late.
A cloud of green smoke suddenly began issuing from the object and promptly caused all present to pass out in an instant. Bertie included.
Now hovering above the unconscious bus, the UFO lowered down a grabbing claw and took hold of the Sodor Transporter. Time to go back to the mothership.
**********
Kody awoke not long after. Groggily, he sat up and tried to find his bearings. He was in a very big room (he couldnt tell where, exactly, his vision was still very blurry) and someone was standing over him. Someone very familiar.
...Mom? he said with a yawn, Whatre you doin here?
...PRI-SON-ER A-WAKE! PER-MI-SSION TO EX-TER-MIN-ATE, SIR!
With a scream of terror, Kody fully woke up, the others right behind him.
Noooo! Knuckles cried, That was the best dream ever! Me and Rouge were finally getting down to - He stopped abruptly when he saw where he was.
The group was sitting in the middle of an enormous gleaming metallic room, filled with various computer consoles and electronic doodads. Familiar-looking SWATbots were monitoring these. The wall in front of them was completely gone, instead filled by an enormous observation screen. It stretched from floor-to-ceiling and indicated to the team that they were currently floating around aimlessly in space.
It was also unfortunately obvious to them that they were completely surrounded by a troop of bronze Daleks.
Whats going on?! Elle demanded, Wheres Bertie?
Your companion has been placed elsewhere along with your unusual little arsenal, drawled an upper-crust English accent, I do hope you all slept well, by the way. On the stage in front of the gigantic window was a few extra consoles and a high-backed leather chair. The sitting device promptly swung round and reveiled...
No! AJ squeaked.
Thats impossible! Alex gasped.
It cant be! Chris groaned.
...whos that guy? Knuckles asked dully, eyebrow raised.
Why, who else could I be? Emily Howard?! snapped the man in the chair. I am the most feared dimension hopper of all the universes! The true heir to Planet Earth! Britains most popular archnemesis as voted by readers of the Radio Times! I, good sir, am Professor Reginald Fortescue Vengeance! Esquire!
Enter Mr Tumbleweed to break the silence that followed this.
Unappreciative swines, he grumbled, Well then, welcome to my top-of-the-range OverKill Industries spacestation and all that, blahblahblah. Questions?. He was sitting irritatedly with a leg crossed, resplendent as ever in his black combo of top hat, tuxedo and cape. In his hands, we was twirling his trademark cane, the green stone atop catching Knuckles eye.
Is that a Chaos Emerald?! he inquired angrily.
Yes, indeedy, the Professor replied proudly, Got off an alternate you in a parallel universe. You know, in some dimensions, you can prove quite the dunderhead, Mr Echinda.
B-but...b-but how?! Chris stuttered, H-h-how can you be behind this?! It defies plausibility!
Quite, Alex agreed broodily, Youre supposed to be trapped in the Oddestsey universe right now. How can you be here as well?
Oh, you wouldnt believe how simple it was!, Vengeance said with a smug smirk, You see, I knew your alter ego had been close on my trail for some time, so I decided to get an old friend to help me out.
He pressed a button on his main console and a door opened to the right. Through it came a slender, black-haired gentleman in a white suit and black bow tie. A monacle was inserted in front of one of his large blue eyes and a cigar protruded from under his bushy black moustache.
You call, Reggie? the man inquired. He had a thick Welsh accent and took a sip from a glass of wine in his hand.
Indeed I did, Vengeance smirked, This, ladies and gentlemen, is an old friend of mine from my Cambridge days - Dr Daniel Snutso BriteSpark PHd. One of the finest eeevil robotics experts in the world today. What you have currently residing in your surreal little playpen of a dimension, Mr Holt, is a mechanised clone of myself constructed by the good Doctor here! Fancy that, Ive duped the self-proclaimed master of all existance. How charming...
OK, OK, point made, Aaron grumbled, You can save the gloating for after you tell us why the hell you took Wedge Devo.
Ah, yes... the Professor sighed, ...well, if you want to see what Ive done with it, thats no real trouble. Just look out the window... He pointed his cane at the enormous viewscreen behind him and what the group saw made their jaws drop.
Wedge Devolution had just floated onscreen and was approximately the size of the moon.
What the - what the hell have you done?! Matty spluttered.
Oh, again, thats quite simple, Vengeance explained, I simply used my Proportion Manipulation Technology or P.M.T. (cue snickers from our protaganists) to expand Mr Devolution to the size of a small planet. With my specially-adapted remote controller, I will use him to throw the Earth off its axis and right across the universe itself unless I am proclaimed the supreme ruler of the human race! My surgeon general advised me against laughing maniaclly too much, but what the Hell? MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!
But if you go ahead with this plan, youll utterly mangle the ecosystem! Aaron pointed out, Youll most likely end up killing everything before you get a chance to rule!
...so? Vengeance said, There are an infinite number of parallel dimensions out there, Mr Knight, and I can visit any one of them. If this universes Earthlings dont cooperate, I can just pay them out before trying another alternate realitys.
...smart! AJ said brightly, before Agent Mann gave him a sharp nudge.
And now that my needless exposition is at an end, the Prof announced theatrically, Im afraid its time for you all to visit the Big Pits Area in the sky. Im off to have me a flippin good time, but dont worry. Your deaths will be left in the very best of hands. He then pressed another button on his console with a wicked chuckle. Come on, Doctor, he smirked and the diabolical duo promptly left the room.
The man who took their place was a bandaged and still-slightly-scruffy Luke Ellis. The Legendary King of Thieves.
Found my hat in that bus thingy of yours, he snapped at his prisoners, pointing at the tall Pope hat back on his head, And now, youre really gonna pay for it! Daleks! Marines! ASSEMBLE!
[I HATE IT WHEN HE CALLS US THAT], a SWATbot whispered to his friend as they too surrounded our heroes.
See you in Valhala, cretins! Ellis snarled and the thirty or so robots present prepared to fire.
DECISION TIME!
Thats right! It was Professor Vengeance all along! :proud: Hardly anyone guessed that right, actually, and now hes about to toss the world across space like a football! If youre going to stop him, youll need to escape Ellis and the robots and get your weaponry back! SWATbots stats are a page back and here are the Dalek ones for you below:
NAME: Random Dalek
STATISTICS:
- Weapon Power = 8
- Speed = 5
- Manoueverability = 4
- Defense = 5
- Aim = 4
Hope this has been worth the wait, guys :)
No speed, no maneouvrability...on the flip side, no Nicole to scramble them.
O...K. Personally, i think ill be whizzing between them and laughing as they zap each other, cant kill what you cant catch.
The true heir to Planet Earth! Britains most popular archnemesis as voted by readers of the Radio Times! I, good sir, am Professor Reginald Fortescue Vengeance! Esquire!
You rigged that vote dammit! I should have won! Anyways, back to business.
Its a little known fact that Daleks are actually made of carboard, therefore a lgihtsabre should cut through it with ease. Smash, smash, thrash, etc.
That would be good...if they didnt take your lightsavre with the rest of our weapons.
Just find some random stairs and escape them!