Kympo

[Blablob]

WTF? Me and Avo?! Have you lost your mind!!!!!11!!!11111

[gamemaster123]

well i really like this story!(just to tell you i read all of the story so far in one day)

[Avo]

O_o Yeeeeeeaaahhhhhhhh.....uh, maybe not me and blab..........seriously, though. WTF?

[MessengerOfDreams]

You guys really need to take a joke.

[MICrophone]

Mic and Buff!

That would be humorous actually…as long as you don't make it identical to the romance in this in TRC.

[MessengerOfDreams]

Now that The RPG is up and I have the rules, it's up to YOU to decide!

[MessengerOfDreams]

Chapter 11- The End Continues- Featuring Writing from Yoshi Boo 118!
Niklaw was banging on the doors of Kympo, knowing he couldn’t escape but still making a futile attempt to do so. Suyo was simply peering out the window in shock, the water flashing by in light speed as the car burst through the clouds. Finally, he turned to the window and said “Give up on that.”

“What?” Niklaw shouted back. “The forums are being taken over, and members are being beaten and treated like pack mules, and we’re supposed to give up on them?”

Suyo looked at Niklaw, surprised and blinking. “Them? No, no, no. I’m just saying; stop trying to break the doors open. What are you gonna do, fall in the ocean, hope you survive and swim to McLeod’s Forums?”

Niklaw retired into a seat. “Yeah, yeah, I know. It’s just; we’re screwed if we don’t get out of here.”

“Says who?” Suyo’s lips twitched at the slightest smile. “We almost made it out of the underwater base unscathed last time. This time, we may even accomplish something upon our escape. Something helpful.”

Niklaw sighed. “How are we supposed to escape?”

Suyo’s smile turned into a full-on grin. “Well, they got to open the doors sometime, eh?”
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Star’s head burst through the waves as he spit out enough saltwater to fill a cereal bowl. A few feet away, Ridder had already popped up and unplugged her nose. “Hey, dummy, it’s called plugging your nose when water is inevitable.”

Star ignored her. “It’s a miracle that we didn’t break all our bones on the water surface. Where’s Moy?”

“I thought he was with you.” She replied, an undeniable look of worry crossing her face.

Star swore and said “He must be underwater.”

“Can you swim?” Ridder asked.

“Gee, what do you think?” Star replied, slapping his forehead.

“I mean can you swim well?”

“Well…”

“Oh for God’s sake,” she muttered, taking in a deep breath and diving underwater before Star could stop her. She swam under the currents, fighting the waves farther and farther down. Soon she was 15 feet under the water, and she spotted the Mustang, caught on a rock, Moy still stuck inside it, beating on the windows, the salt water stinging her eyes. However, he was still weak from being in the desert and couldn’t do much. Ridder pulled on the door, and to add to her anxiety, it was jammed.

She resorted to violence, and by violence, I mean kicking the window in. After 3 or 4 kicks, each weaker than the last, she got the window to budge. Pushing with all of her deteriorating might, she moved the window out of the way and started to pull Moy out of the car. As soon as she did, she saw Star swimming down to her. He pulled on Moy’s arm and took him up to the surface, relieving the burden off of Ridder as she steadily floated to the surface. Taking a chance, she looked down out of plain curiosity. The sight confirmed her suspicions.

Breaking the surface, she found Star and Moy at the nearby shore. She swam over and flopped, exhausted, onto the sand. Star grinned.

Moy sighed and said “I owe you guys one. Thanks for helping me out again.”

Ridder nodded and said “Hey, Star, I thought you couldn’t swim.”

“You never let me finish.” He said with a slight smirk. “If you had, I would have told you that I was quite good at it. I practice it a lot.”

She nodded. “Well, guys, I know we’d love to relax and have a beach party, but I think I saw something down there that could help us find Mic and Brando.”

Star nodded. Moy got up, took off his shirt, squeezed the water out of it and put it back on.

Star punched his arm. “You know that isn’t gonna matter a dang bit considering we’re gonna get back in the water.”

“True…” Moy muttered. “So, what did you find, Ridder?”

“Follow me.” she replied, diving back underwater. Star shrugged and followed her, followed by a hesitant Moy. The three swam for a bit and then Ridder pointed at an amazingly constructed building underwater.

All three of them instantly deduced that that was the underwater base.

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Blab dashed in an effort to strike Azn, missing by an inch with his knife as Azn sidestepped to evade the attack. Azn used an uppercut in order to strike back at Blab. The attack hit Blab hard in the chin as he went up then returned to the ground with a thud. Blablob’s eyes then became red with fury, as he lunged to attack Azn. Azn tried to avoid it, but he knew it was impossible. Blab’s elbow collided straight with Azn’s right arm, crushing the bone.

“Yaaaah!” Azn yelled in pain. Luckily, Azn had trained with both arms, so he was just as good with his left as his right. Fueled by rage, Azn turned to look for Blablob so he could tear him limb from limb. But Blab had disappeared.

Meanwhile, Mode had been battling with Avo. Every strike had been blocked by Avo. Block after block, Mode knew he needed a better strategy. He stepped back and moved his hand in a “come here” sort of way, and Avo ran towards Mode. Just as Avo got within range, Mode threw a punch straight at Avo, which caused his nose to bleed. But Avo simply snickered. He had a trick up his sleeve. As he ran toward Mode, he completely went by him and headed straight for a wall.

“Hey, come back here and stop fighting like a wussy!” Mode said as he ran after Avo.

As Avo got near the wall, he did something no one had expected. Like he was from The Matrix, Avo climbed up the wall and pushed himself off, performing a back flip before landing. Mode didn’t have time to react because of Avo’s speed.

Blablob was starting to lose energy from the battle. In a futile attempt to kill Azn, he threw his knife straight at Azn, aiming for the skull. Azn, well focused, caught the knife and threw it back at Blab twice as fast.

A loud “CRACK” was heard, and Blab fell to the ground.

Azn examined Blab to discover that the handle had struck Blab, not the knife itself. Blab was simply unconscious, not dead. He would wake up soon.

As Mode was disoriented, Avo took the time for his death move. He pulled out a dagger and charged at Mode, planning to kill him. Mode couldn’t even know what was going on.

But when Azn went to help Mode, he saw what Avo was planning to do. He ran to Mode and said, “MODE, LOOK OUT!!!”

“Huh?” Mode said. He turned around and his eyes were wide open. He prepared to take the fatal attack.

“Nooooooo!” Azn said. He took the risk and jumped in front of Mode.

Avo‘s dagger pierced Azn and went deep into his skin. “Darn it!” Avo said. Not planning to have a 2 on 1 battle, Avo fled.

Mode looked at Azn. The dagger had hit him only a centimeter past his heart. A little more, and Azn surely would have died. Mode waited for Azn’s outcome.
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Mic and Brando beat on the glass tube they had been held in, the Cyborg peering in on them. Things looked bleak for them.

Finally, the cyborg laughed. “Since it is impossible for you to escape, I shall depart now. Enjoy your last few hours on earth! I will be back for you later.” With a laugh, he left.

Brando slumped to the ground. “Goddangit, we’re gonna die here! We were so close to finding Runouw, and now we’re gonna die here!”

Mic beat on the glass some more. “If I could just get this to break-“

“Stop freaking trying! You’re just wearing yourself out! Just… just give up.”

Suddenly, Mic laughed. Brando turned around in shock and said “You’re LAUGHING? What is so funny?”

Mic smiled a little. “Jacksfilms, remember? The WTF Blanket?”

Brando chuckled. “Yeah, I remember. Shut up Dennis, that was my favorite line. Weird how our last conversation is about a YouTube Film Channel.”

Mic chuckled. “Yeah, funny how things work. I just…” he sighed. “I just really hope Buff is okay.”

Brando replied. “Yeah, and Fourinone.”

Suddenly, beeping noises were heard through the case and door. Mic turned around as the door granted Ridder, Moy and Star access.

Oh, and Runouw, too.

[MICrophone]

All right, this isn't bad, but I did discover one major problem when I was reading.

I couldn't remember Chapter 10 at all, which was only posted a few days prior. I had to go back and refresh myself on what had happened. So what does that mean? It means the story isn't particularly engaging, or at least not in comparison to some of your other works.

The writing was good, and I liked what YB did. The story was decent, though you had to seriously suspend disbelief with Ridder and crew oh so happening to stumble upon the underwater base. But all right.

Finally:

Mic chuckled. “Yeah, funny how things work. I just…” he sighed. “I just really hope Buff is okay.”

Brando replied. “Yeah, and Fourinone.”

Really?

Anyhow, decent…still not one of your better works but decent nonetheless.

[MessengerOfDreams]

Wow...


I have not a goddanged freggin clue what to do.


I'm not gonna be a hypocrite and quit writing, unless of course someone has a better ending (as I seem to be destroying this story piece by piece) but just know that if someone else doesn't give me an idea, it's gonna be awhile before I get around to this.


Sorry!

Moy

[Blablob]

You could always just let the topic die like I intended it for it to die in the first place.

But what a sad way to end a wonderful story.

Well, just know that I'm not a collaberate writer like you, MOY. I don't enjoy writing with other people. You've come too far into this story for me to change my mind and return to writing Kympo. As I've said before, the fate of Kympo is now up to you.