About Spoofs

[MICrophone]

All right, this is how it's gonna work.

It's going to be similar to level series. If you spoof a chapter of a story, it goes here. Once you spoof three chapters of the story, it gets its own topic. So yeah. This will help keep things more organized while also preventing us from having two hundred spoof topics when the majority of them only have a single chapter.

Mods, if you have a better idea, let me know…I just came up with this as a quick fix. I would say subforum, but there aren't enough spoofs yet…if we get a whole bunch more we could look into that.

If there is a spoof in existence that I have failed to transfer here, PM me and I will fix it. (Legacy and VAGs spoofs exlcuded; they have 3+ chapters now so they get their own topics.)

Also, feel free to comment on the spoofs that are in this topic folks if you wish.

[TrappedTime]

City of Two - Part 1

The place was deserted. Not a single soul in sight. Even though it was part of a grand, majestic parent website, it looked miserable. Actually, perhaps it was the grand, majestic parent website itself that made it pale in comparison. Yeah, that was probably it .

There was an imposing sign over the entrance to the website, albeit a slightly crooked, dusty, jagged, broken, smelly and small one. Due to the faded words you couldn’t really be sure what they said, or fathem how anyone could even come close to it, but people who knew the site were 100% sure, and for a good reason, that they said “Runouw Freeforums.”

Two figures were slowly approaching the once-reasonably -well-known site. They knew that it was all but memories, and that the site had been emptied to make way for a potential new site in the future. But even so, they came.
The first figure’s name was brandobrawl. He removed the hood of the “genuine replica FMA sweater” from his head. The second figure, fourinone, AKA Foru, also removed his hood. It was all so, so, VERY necessary to wear discreet clothing in this part of the Internet, so as to attract much attention to yourself. Abandoned websites were the perfect hideouts for bands of Cyber-criminals. And that’s one thing they didn’t want on a simple visit to their palace of nostalgia.

“…it’s…old,” muttered brandobrawl after contemplating the decrepit establishment. "...just like my grandfather"

“…probably one of the reason we call it the “Old Forums”, don’tcha think?” replied Foru. He eyed the old website as well, feeling quite a bit of memories rushing back into his mind. Most of them had nothing to do with the person standing next to him, which was one of the reasons he hadn’t agreed to come along. But he did anyway becase he felt bad for brandobrawl. “By the way, why’d you drag me here with you in the first place?”

“’Drag’? That’s a bit of an overstatement. I simply asked you if you wanted to come along.”

“Yeah, but why?”

“I…it’s kinda stupid,” said brandobrawl, avoiding eye contact with Foru. “I…was feeling a bit gloomy the other day, and I decided to come back here and visit the place…where things were a lot simpler. Where conflicts rarely arose and we could have the time of our lives without even trying. You know, like George W. Bush’s brain.”

“Wow... Sure things can get a bit stressful back at the new forum, and I know that in the old forum we had eypic times, but it’s like you’re comparing Heaven and Hell.”

“I know, I know. I told you it was stupid,” sighed brandobrawl. He walked tentatively towards the now permanently locked gates to the Old Forums. “But still. The old forum witnessed a lot of great times, and with my awful memory and all, I thought that maybe coming back to the actual site would help bring some of them back. If it did, it’d be the perfect cure to my low spirits.”

“See, that’s not a stupid reason at all!*cough* cough*”

Brandobrawl gave Foru the sarcastic glare. He then approached the door even further, until he was standing right next to it. He grabbed the big lock on the door and blew the dust off of it and right onto fourinone, thinking deeply.

Foru looked suspiciously at brandobrawl. “Wait. Don’t tell me you’re thinking of actually going inside the place.”

“Well…”

“Come on, BRNDN! You’ll get in serious trouble with the guys at Freeforums if they see you! It even says right there – ‘NO TRESPASSING’!”

Brandobrawl looked back at him. Foru had a spontaneous sh*t in his pants at the look on his face. There would be no stopping him now.

“Don’t worry Foru,” said brandobrawl, clapping his hands to the beat of Wario Ware’s music. “With a little bit of alchemy, no one will ever know the difference.” And with that, he clasped the lock tightly with both hands. There was the trademark blue lightning of a transmutation, and the lock fell off of the gate.

Brandobrawl opened the gate. And while it was pretty depressing to see the site unkempt and abandoned, a lot of memories did come rushing back to him. Just the cure for his depression.

“Wow…” said Foru, reminiscing in the moment. The buildings were empty and the streets were deserted, but they could both clearly recall what it looked like in its heyday.

Thmp.

They were both pulled back from their sweet memories by a sound. A sound not coming from themselves. Which was very alarming, considering the nature of the place they were currently in.

Brandobrawl and Foru were both already on high alert, standing back to back, and scanning the area. Someone might’ve been trying to sneak up on them. They were pretty confident that they could take care of 1 or 2 Cyber-criminals themselves. But if they encountered an entire group…

Thmp. Thmp thmp clack.

“You can remove it now, Strate,” came a voice from nowhere.

Instantly, 5 figures focused into view, as if emerging from a cloud of dust. Brandobrawl and Foru knew there was no dust or smoke, except the dust on Foru. This was someone’s ability at work. This group of people had now chosen to reveal themselves to brandobrawl and Foru, but for better or for worse, they did not know.

The 5 figures glared at them both for a moment. There were 4 guys and a…girl, to their surprise. Though they had the feeling that she wasn’t even a bit less dangerous than the rest of them. They were right.

“Shall we kill them, Legend?” she said, with not even a trace of mercy in her eyes. Foru and brandobrawl flinched.

The leader, from what they could see, walked forward, a strange smile forming on his face . When brandobrawl stepped back instinctively, he raised his empty hands and said “Hey hey hey, no need to worry. We’re not gonna hurt you.”

Brandobrawl, still hesitant, replied “One of your group members just threatened to kill us. Why the hell should we trust you?”

The leader, his long hair covering all of his face, smiled yet again [awe][/awe]. He stared mysteriously at both brandobrawl and Foru for a moment, then passed his left hand through his hair, finally making his face visible. “…..recognize me now?”

Both brandobrawl and Foru stared wide-eyed at him. Yet another blast from the past.

“L-luigiLegend?!?!”

It was now the girl’s turn, and some of her partners as well, to be surprised. “You…know each other???”

“That’s right. It’s me,” said LuigiLegend, still grinning widely at both of them. “We knew each other…got together in this very spot. The Runouw Freeforums.”

Foru looked awkwardly at LuigiLegend’s companions. “And…um…these are your friends?”

LuigiLegend looked back at the group of people behind him. “Oh, that’s right. Where are my manners? Are they in the car? I think I left hem there again. Anyway, these are my…yes, friends. They’re Strate, Zellar, Getsu, and my sweetfart, Rena.”

“I told you not to call me your ‘sweetfart’!” yelled Rena glaring at him, although she didn’t seem completely bothered by it.

“Er…nice to meet you,” said brandobrawl. They simply nodded back. “Anyway, what are you guys doing here?? I thought this place was abandoned, and out of bounds or something. Did you just get here, or-?”

“No, we’ve been here for a while,” said LuigiLegend, glancing proudly at the abandoned city. “I guess you could call this place our home.”

Foru gave brandobrawl a sideways glance. There was something strange in what he had just said. Besides the obvious.

“But…why would you live here?” asked Foru. “You have an account on the new forum, right? Why don’t you live there?”

LuigiLegend simply gave him his strange smile. “I think Brando said something about this earlier. Something about a ‘simpler’ life, right? Well, that’s exactly my reason. And I think you should understand me better than anyone right now, right, Brando?”

Brandobrawl looked down awkwardly, eyeing LuigiLegend’s new prada shoes. He was right. A simpler life…and actually staying in the Old Forums would be the perfect solution.

“It’s the whole hassle of living in an active site. You see people fighting every day. People living in constant disagreement. You can even feel lost being in the middle of all that. Why take it when you can find perfect happiness in isolation?” LuigiLegend shook his head, then looked back at his frowning companions. “Not total isolation of course. Without a few friends, you could go insane in a matter of days. But it’s still better than being surrounded by….you know.” In a mumbling voice, LuigiLegend said “my mother…”

Brandobrawl nodded slowly. He understood him completely. Why live in a place like that…?

Foru was looking worriedly at brandobrawl. He looked at LuigiLegend, then at his companions, then at brandobrawl again. Then at himself. Then at LuigiLegend. Then at the sweetfart Rena. Then at brandobrawl again.

“Ah yes,” said LuigiLegend. “Sorry for keeping you. I think you just came for a short visit, right? We have some stuff to do to ourselves, so… get the hell out.”

“Su-sure. We were just about to leave,” said Foru. “Come on, BRNDN.” He turned and headed towards the gate, and brandobrawl shortly followed, albeit a bit absentmindedly.

“And don’t worry about the gate,” came LuigiLegend’s voice from behind them. “We’ll take care of it ourselves.”

As they got further and further away from the site, the tension of their encounter diminished. They put their hoods back on, and headed for Runouw’s Forums. The new ones.

“That was…weird,” said Foru, breaking the silence. “I never thought we’d meet up with an old bud in a place like that.”

Brandobrawl, still lost in thoughts, said, “You know…seeing LuigiLegend…and his situation…and his week gang…actually makes me feel better about myself. I was thinking about getting away from all the stress that the forum brings me, but I would never want to end up hiding from civilization like that.”

Foru nodded. “Yeah. Although, I don’t know if it was just me, but there was something weird back there…”

“I know. It was almost as if-”

And then it clicked. He knew now. And what terrible knowledge it was.

“Fo-foru…go back to the forums,” said brandobrawl, not even looking at Foru. “I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Wait, what? Where are you going?”

“No time to explain! Go!” And with that, he ran off into the sunset with a firm smile smack dab in the middle of his face.

He dashed past website after website. Realizing that running would be too slow, he looked for an alternative, and found one almost immediately. The URL Transport Tram. But there was no time for formalities. He simply leaped on top of it to hitch a quick ride, making a mental note to pay double next time he used it the correct way.

Finally, when the tram approached his destination, he leaped off yet again to sprint the rest of the way. The gate to the website opened automatically when he entered the website – his own forum.

Brandobrawl.freeforums.org.

“Da..damn…*huff*…why did my site…have to be…so *cough * far apart…from Runouw’s…” he wheezed and sneezed, walking up to the “Online Users” electronic bulletin board.

His heart nearly stopped. There WAS a user online.

LuigiLegend.

And with that, his worst fears were confirmed. That, and the voice that came behind him.

“Hello, brandobrawl. I see I’ve been discovered.”

Brandobrawl turned around to find LuigiLegend, for some reason alone, facing him.

“And we can’t have that…can we?”

[Ridder]

I'll have to be honest, Foar is kinda right. This is nearly identical to the actual story. You just edited in small tidbits "George W. Bush's brain" and such.


Aside from that, I don't think this can really be called a spoof.

[brandoprojectm]

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[TrappedTime]

Oh...




Well that's a major set back. Okay then. Maybe I should re-consider the sport of 'spoofing' and move onto obsessing over LG. It's not easy accepting denial from someone I barely know, but if that's the helicase to my situDNAtion...(Terrible joke, just simply awful TT)
See? Even I'm making fn of myself! D:

No, this won't lead to another flicker, but next time I try to spoof I will do a better job!
The only reason the spoofing was so short is because I didn't want to change the story too much. I guess the careful side of me got the better of me, too.

[But did you enjoy what I did?]

[MICrophone]

Yeah, you should always feel free to alter the story in a spoof…that's why it is a spoof, because you're making some major changes and stuff while still keeping in somewhat similar to the original story.

Also, just realized that Ridder's spoof should be here. Can a mod move it here?

[brandoprojectm]

Well, if his spoof of City of None should go here, shouldn't all his other spoofs too? :O

[MICrophone]

Not necessarily. Read the first post…his Legacy posts, for example, have more than three entries, so it has his own topic. Remind me of what other spoofs he has…it's not inconceivable that something slipped past my attention.

[MessengerOfDreams]

Wrooooooooooooooooong topic. Copypasta into its own topic.

[The Masked One]

Wrooooooooooooooooong topic. Copypasta into its own topic.

Yah ok but i need feedback.