Ultimate Organization: Ruin and Creation

Vexneah jumped in front of Xane, "Y'know what you should do?! Dump What's-Her-Name, and totally go for Tifa! So she'll be distracted from Cloud..."

 

As long as you two don't fight, it's fine for me. geryl siad, the dark aura disappeareing from his arm.

 

"No. Besides there's always Aeris.....cause somehow Sephiroth never killed her...." Xane said. "Besides I like what's her name. And finnaly, even I have the sense to know that cloud who is 20 something years old would not date a girl who is...what? 12, 13? I mean first of all he'd be .....arrested...and you wouldn't want that..."

 

Geryl sighed as he poked Moki. How did Sam came across this creature?

 

Vexneah shook her head, "I don't want to date him! It's just that, well, I'm a fangirl, sooo... Tifa needs to get out of the picture!"

 

I think Vexneah and Xane should have a plan by now. geryl thought while reading a magazine.

 

"Tifa kicks fangirls in their small intestine.........In America!!!!" Xane said before leaving.

OOC: And with that random note.....I'll be back tommorow.

 

OOC: Later.....

 

OOC: Bai bai... I have to go too... So, see ya!

BIC: "Yeah, whatever! In America!" Vexneah scoffed.

 

OOC: I'll see ya'll tomorrow after 3:00 PM or Monday after school.

 

"I'm off to explore this not destroyed world... yeah best plan ever yeah..." Nulix stated randomly, Vecked just sighed and looked out at the sky, he would get his world back, he would be known as Air Lord Vecked... someday...

 

as sam wlaked off with moki in her arms she went through a castle at the place and then sh felt weird her and moki her changing akc and forth to regalar into
like hwne roxas wakes up the 6 or 5 or 7 day moki is the little heartles onthe floor and the one on sams back is a new pet she gets

as sam felt weird she said "p-princess of twilight"she said as her cloths changed she stopped and then changed back some how

 

While Vexenah and Xane were off arguing about Cloud and Tifa, Xegreny was just having a regular conversation with them. After awhile he walked back to the others, and said, "Those two, are nice.. im surprised ive never met them before. So anyway there's a unkown ship above Radiant Garden right now... Think it could be the UPA?"


OOC: I had to have him do something... so he was talking to Cloud and Tifa. *sweatdrop*

 

OOC: Well Darknight is doing something like this, so why not.


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!!!The Sad Little Adventures of Supreme Captain Rentu Skinnar's Ship!!!


It was going to be a perfect day for Maxilo 9-10. He had it all planned out. Yes, today was the day he was going to ask for a pay rise. So, the young U.P.A. robot thing stumbled into the Control Room of there Ship, with the highest spirits ever in his puny life, only to be met by an empty room. The U.P.A.'s highest and introduced authority was missing (His name is Rentu Skinnar...)

“Oh no! He’s raiding my fridge!” Maxilo screamed in horror, dashing out the room and following the red carpet to his own bedroom. Sure enough, Skinnar was on his knees, head and arms stuck in the fridge. “Ooo, Max’s left some pudding in here. Heheheheheh….god he’s a moron.” Maxilo strode over to Skinnar's hunched back, and tugged him out the fridge.

“Sir, what are you doing to my fridge?!” he spat, looking at all the brown, gooey mess all over Skinnar’s face. “Oh, I ah…..thought that maybe….ya know…..” he didn’t actually finish what he was saying. Instead he just strolled out, wiping his chocolate pudding covered hands on his…shirt…. “Sir, why can’t you just raid your own fridge, in the kitchen! I HAVE LIMITED FOOD!”

So, poor, innocent, destructive Maxilo began to clean up all the gooey pudding from everything. He even had to scrub it off his ceiling. After what seemed like ages, he threw the bucket and mop out the door, and admired his work. Yes, it was clean again. “Um, say ah, Maxy. How ‘bout you, me and a couple of the guys go drag racing?” Skinnar asked, yes, he had returned, carrying what looked like six McDonald’s trays.

“Sir, what exactly are those?” he asked, looking at the brown, plastic trays.

“Oh, heh, they’re our drag racing vehicles,” Skinnar replied, handing one over to Maxilo. “Meet me and the guys in the hall when ya in ya drag race uniform. We’ll be waiting for ya!” Skinnar strolled out….again…..this time carrying five trays. Maxilo looked down at his selected “vehicle”, and snorted. Where or how they were going to race on these was still a mystery.

It wasn’t long before Maxilo walked out his room, his racing mask on his head ready. He saw five others gathered around the foot of the stairs, and knew by instinct where the race was going to be held. “By order of the U.P.A.'s supreme Captain, we are going to race down this five story staircase, to see who gets this,” Secretary Lex of the U.P.A. (Skinnars arch rival) instructed, holding up a tray of what looked like Maxilo's pudding.

“Hey, that’s mine!” he shouted, storming over to the plate and glaring at it. Skinnar snorted from his position near the banister. “Oh right Maxy. A wonderful, Magical pudding. That can give you three iWishes, is your! WELL GUESS WHAT!?! I'm Rentu Skinnar and I crap rainbows!” Everyone looked at him in a strange way. What he just said didn’t make the slightest bit of sense. “Um, maybe we should like, get this thing like, going?” a Ship Mechanic by the name of Skye said (Yeah, he is a hippy. Go figure with a name like that).

“But Skiny sir. You’re not actually going to hold this dumb race just to win my pudding? If you wanted it that bad, why didn’t you just steal it?” Maxilo asked, watching as Secretary Lex, Skye, Travis (another Mechanic) and Colin (second place winner in amazing race 5) laid their trays at the foot of the stairs. “Oh Maxy. I did blatantly steal it. This is just that other one I found in your freezer,” Skinnar replied, putting his tray on the ground too.

“Ok, everyone get ready. The race will begin shortly,” Vecked muttered, appearing out of thin air. Maxilo spun around to see him standing on the antique rug that Maxilo’s grandma had made him. “What are you doing here?!” he hissed, dropping his tray beside Skinnar. Vecked shrugged. “Its Better then the Apocalypse,” he replied, kicking at the rug in boredom.

Maxilo screamed at the mere sight of his rug being kicked at, but didn’t have time to argue and rant on to Vecked due to the fact that he shot his gun for the start of race. Where the bullet actually went nobody knew, but there was a loud scream from above.

“I own this Ship!” Skinnar shouted, pulling out a whip. He began to whip at the small tray beneath him, forcing it to slide faster down the stairs. The others risked a glance at him, trying to work out why he just said that. Everybody on the Ship knew he owned it, so why state the obvious?

“Foo!, I will win that pudding, and eat it so slowly in front of you wiener eyes that you’ll have a heart attack and give me the ship!” Secretary Lex roared, ramming into Skye to get him out his way. Skye yelped as his tray flew sideways into the wall, and started sparking (how this happens, don’t ask me. To be honest, even I didn’t know Plastic could spark).

Meanwhile, at the back of the drag race, Travis was having difficulty telling Colin that he was only in this because Skinnar had forced him. “But Man, I don’t even like pudding!” he called, gripping onto the sides of the tray as best he could. Colin just glared in rage at him, his face a bright red colour. “Liar!” he spat, leaning over and pushing his tray into Travis’. Maxilo decided to keep at a safe distance. Whether he won his own pudding back or not didn’t matter. He was more concerned about staying alive.

By the looks of it too, Travis was having trouble keeping on his “vehicle” due to Colin ramming into him again, and again, and again. Maxilo thought that maybe he could just attempt to stop his tray sliding at top speed, and just run back to his room.

“Quit it Man! Seriouslarrrrrggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!” Poor, poor Travis. He was thrown with such force off his tray, and lay in a crumpled heap a few meters up the staircase. Maxilo shivered at the sight, knowing it was his turn next. Sure enough, Colin turned an aggravated face to him, his eyes gleaming in determination and rage. “Die,” he hissed at Maxilo, begging to slide over towards him.

Maxilo began panicking, and leaned forward to pick up speed so he could escape the wrath of Colin, the mental institution material. With a bit of luck, he managed to get away from Colin, and could hear him screaming like a native warrior about to go into battle. Maxilo sighed in relief, but noticed where he was now currently sitting. Yes, it was in between Skinnar and his long time rival, secretary Lex. “Oh no,” he cried, putting his racing mask securely over his face. And so it began. Skinnar rammed into one side of Maxilo, Lex the other, until Lex lost his balance and fell off the tray. Now only Skinnar was at it, smashing into Maxilo over and over again, attempting to kill him by the looks of it.

“Sir, I have no intention of winning. Why I’m in this drag race, even I don’t know!” Maxilo shouted behind his mask. Skinnar must have thought Maxilo shouted an insult or abused him or something, because next thing Maxilo knew, he was being whipped constantly in the side of the face. “SIR!” he screamed, glad that his mask was protecting most of his face – note: MOST.

“Give it up Pasta! I am the ruler, and I will kick your sorry *Censored word* to *Censored Word*!” Skinnar roared, nudging Maaxilo harshly over to the side of the staircase. It was only now that Maxilo realized that Skye was gone. When or where he fell off and admitted defeat wasn’t answered, but all Maxilo knew was that he was in a better place (Shows Skye raiding Maxilo’s fridge upstairs). “Maxy, I’ve never said this before, but I hate your spinach puffs,” Maxilo glanced at Skinnar, who was looking down miserably at his tray.

“What?! I never made any spinach puffs!” Maxilo shouted back, and was met by another wave of whipping. How Skinnar had mistaken that for an insult, god only knows. Maxilo was happy though, when the whipping suddenly stopped, and he looked to where the Captain used to be beside him. It was only empty, empty space, so Maxilo looked behind him, and saw Skinnar, pretending to be dead up the top of the second story staircase, holding half his tray. By what Maxilo could make out, Skinnar’s weight had obviously been too much for the tray, and it had snapped in half.

“Lasted longer than I expected it too, I guess,” Maxilo murmured to himself, taking one last glance at the disappearing Skinnar, before resting his eyes on Colin, who was screaming abusive insults at his tray. “You stupid heap of crap! Don’t make me come down there!” Maxilo swallowed hard, and gripped the sides tightly. Any minute now, Colin would catch up, and start ramming him into the wall again.

“God, save me. Show mercy!” Maxilo cried, turning his head slightly to the side to see Colin inch his way forward. “Your mine!” he snarled, grinning cruelly as the trays got closer and closer together. “No, NO, NNNOOOO!!!!!” And yes, that was it. Colin had rammed his full weight against Maxilo, and his tray had exploded in a mass of shattered plastic. Maxilo tumbled for a bit, before sitting up, removing is mask just to see Colin turn the stair corner and slide out of sight. He could hear maniacal laughing echoing up the staircase, before a huge scream and cheer of victory.

Colin, the second place winner in the race around the world for a million dollars, had finally won something. “I win! Beat that, losers!” Maxilo heard him scream, before the front door of the stair room was slammed. Vecked appeared, wiping his hands on his pants. He sneered at Maxilo, before saying something like Colin won so he gave him the pudding.

“NNNOOOOOOOAAAAAARRRRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!!” Maxilo cried, pounding his fist into the carpet on the stair he was currently lying on.

And so, the morale to this story is to.....um…lock your bedroom door so Supreme Captains of Secret Society's, like a higher power or something, don’t nick food out your bar fridge, and force you to drag race them to get it back. Yeah, I think that’s it.


END...?

P.S: I just wasted 2 minutes of your time, and there ain't nothing you can do about that.



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And... Another One!:


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!!!The Sad Little Adventures of Supreme Captain Rentu Skinnar's Ship!!!


Maxilo sighed as he drove at top speed through the desert. He was angry at a lot of things at the moment…most of them including Skinnar and that automatic eggbeater of his…

The desert was Maxilo’s new get away from the moron’s back at Skinnars ship. Although Secretary Lex had been seen driving about aimlessly, his legs too big to fit under the dash so his knees stuck up at his head level.

Maxilo was enjoying the peace and quiet. He began to relax as he drove along in a small U.P.A. sand crawler. The silence and peace however was soon broken by another engine coming up next to him. Maxilo turned his head across and sure enough it was Secretary Lex…the same Lexerish Lex that drives U.P.A.'s safety first sand crawler's about aimlessly…his knees…? Yep they were visible…just like when he tries to ride Bumper Cars at the fair…well at least he doesn’t pull a Skinner and get stuck in the damn thing…then start to panic and scream before he forces his fat legs through the bottom of the car and runs off screaming, the vehicle around his waist.

Maxilo moaned with hatred at the sight of Lex hunched over the steering wheel as he giggled like a school girl eating cheese cake. Lex stared straight ahead of him while Maxilo just glared at his newest threat.

It appeared that maybe Lex wanted to have a drag race with Maxilo.

“Give it up Robotard; I’m too fast for you!” Lex called towards Maxilo, before running straight into a massive desert rock and blowing up. The funny thing was he never even looked away from where he was going…so technically…

Maxilo rolled his eyes. He really didn’t want to now whether Lex was sober or not…if he had turned into anything like the rest of the ships crew then he’d probably had to much rum and was on the verge of dancing with cactuses, whilst wearing lamp shades other their heads…

Maxilo soon began to focus on other things from Lex. He was happily enjoying himself when another vehicle came up to him. Maxilo sighed as he glanced towards the larger vehicle.

“I own this crap trap of a desert!!!!” Skinnar screamed from atop the massive Ram Rod. He was treating it like a horse and carriage as he whipped the bonnet. He had reins attached to the large horn at the front of the vehicle, and was standing up instead of sitting in the seat like a normal human being…though it is Skinnar we’re talking about…so…you know…

“Sir?! What the hell are you doing here…? You’re meant to be flying the Ship…!” Maxilo called at the massive blob on legs, later renamed, ‘lard on legs’…

“Oh, I gave that role to that Ulti Org guys, the ones with the black robes and all…” Praxis chuckled as he lashed out and whipped the front tires.

Maxilo rolled his eyes.

“But they are the enemy!!!” Maxilo screamed in confusion. Skinnar chuckled at this.

“Oh robotard…there you go jumping to your conclusions again…They arn't so bad once you get to know them…there actually really giving-full…see, they gave me this pitch fork, for free!” Skinnar called over to Maxilo. Skinnar turned around and pointed to a pitch fork that had been stabbed into his backside, probably out of hatred, “jealously” and rage.

Maxilo rolled his eyes as Skinnar began to whip the tires again. Skinnar soon got tired of this and fell asleep at the wheel, he soon drifted off coarse and into the ocean, where the ram rod rusted, and the octopus ate it.

And so Maxilo continued to plodder along. It wasn’t long before an extreme Shadow appeared alongside Maxilo, driving in a Hummer.

“You’re worthless and WEAK!!” She screamed at Maxilo, spit flying everywhere. Most things that got hit with spit began to melt away as if it had been touched by acid…

Maxilo rolled his eyes as he glanced at Shadow. Shadow cackled like a lunatic before she turned at a sharp angle and began to drive away from Maxilo, her head turned completely around as she disappeared off a cliff, still laughing like a freak.

“Okay…” Maxilo sighed as he continued along the desert. Everything soon went back in place and Maxilo wasn’t harassed for a record of ten minutes of his life. He felt pleased with peace and quiet.

But all good things come to an end at some point…and yes…it would end with Xegreny driving a stolen Nun bus towards Maxilo. Xegreny pulled up alongside Maxilo.

The stolen bus had monster truck wheels and had been given installments of turbo boosters and weapon launchers. Maxilo sighed irritably at the mere thought of it all.

“DIE!!!!” Heaven screamed as she poked her head out of one of the windows and threw an empty can of beer at Maxilo's’s head…heh…empty can…

Maxilo looked up at the bus and nearly screamed when he realized all the people he despised so much. There was Vexneah, Xegreny, Nulix, Xane, the Air Lord, Bellatrix, Vecked, Saak, Noxas, Heaven, Shadow, Tera Roth, Tyre, Alyt, Wing, Skinnar, Lex, Adam, Schmoppy, Lu Ten, Puko, Derek, Darxess, Sam and Hojan. he hated them all so much and they just had to be traveling in a bus right next to him. Hissing, booing and throwing things out the windows.

Maxilo was pelted with numerous things… Vexneah's’ wolf toy… Agent 79 Sanderson… Hojans money… Lex’s discarded cigarettes… Nulix’s spanner… Skinnars’ wedding dress… Xegreny’s Pickachu Plush toy… Xardius’s prechewed pizza… Alyt’s head band… Tera Roth’s letter to Santa... Lu Ten’s six pack of beers… Tyre’s eyeliner… The Air Lord's walking stick/staff… Saak’s beard (which got caught in the front tire of Maxilo’s vehicle and began to rotate around as he drove)... Adam’s machete… Heaven’s homemade brewery set… Vecked’s my little pony doll… Noxas’s complete set of an ironing board, an iron and it’s cord attached to a chunk of wall… Xane’s tickle me Elmo… Derek’s rock attached to a chain which was used to reel the stick back in so it could get thrown at Maxilo again… Wing’s washing machine… Shadow’s easy bake oven for kids…the list went on…

Maxilo glared at the road ahead of him as he traveled along. He was hunched other the steering wheel. Rage burning within him. It wasn’t long though, before the whole bus ordeal ended.

“KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIL IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!” Skinnar had screamed towards Maxilo as he threw the steering wheel out the window as it if was a Frisbee…

The bus had soon begun to swerve about and it wasn’t long before they had all plummeted off a cliff. They were never seen again…


The Next Day....


“Ah…peace and quiet in my own home for once…” Maxilo sighed as he entered the lounge room of the ship happily… he however would soon be sadly mistaken.

“WHAT?! What are you people still doing alive?!” Maxilo screamed when he realized that everyone from the bus incident had appeared in the lounge of the palace.

Everyone turned away from their raiding adventures and looked at Maxilo before shrugging and muttering about ‘how should they know’ and so on.

Everyone fell silent...

The silence however was broken when Lex ran into the lounge room, dressed in a brown bath rug. He was holding the rolling pin in one hand the other held a bottle of beer.

“Look everyone! I’m Maxilo!” Lex's said as he stumbled about like the drunk he was. Everyone but Vecked and Maxilo cheered at this…it was gonna be a long night…

And so…a party soon broke out… Maxilo was even forced to replace damages again…he had to replace the ceiling fan, the dishwasher, the vacuum cleaner, the ironing bored, the mop, the chandelier, the sofa, the front door, the blender, the antiques cabinet (which was ridden by Nulix and Bella, down a mountain side somewhere near hell) and lastly the bath rug.


END…?

 

OOC: ZOMG, I loved that Nul! Twas hilarious, indeed. *chains up fridge*

 

OOC: Thast was lulz.

=D


Xegreny’s Pickachu Plush toy...

WTF? D;

 

OOC:*Jaw drops at Nulix post*
And that is why you are now (Incase you weren't before) an admin.
Heck, you might even become leader of the entire darn thread if you keep up with posts like that. Wow.

P.S. Sorry I was gone.............chores...........

 

ooc:hahah i cant even read it"

bic:looked upon herself and she was changing "why am i changing"she said as she changed back as she walked outthe castle guards appeared and sam was walking down the isle to get out but then the guards dissapeared and sams dress dissa[eared as she went out the wind blew and sams dress appeared once more blowing as sams goggles made a funny sound and as moki and the other pet was on sam as the wind blewbut then it all dissapeared sanm then walke out "w-what the hell"she yelled walking off she then bumped into maxilmo

ooc"itw funny wen sam bumpso nto people she gets all pissed

 

OOC: Hey, thank Darknight. He was the guy with the original idea to have funny little
completely ridiculous tales.... Oh, darn. I forgot to put in Darxess, I'll go edit it quickly...

BIC: Nulix walked back to the others "Hey guys! Check out this new bag I got! Pretty pimp huh?"

OOC: Oh and Sam, not to be a black cloud or nothing, but maybe could you try to type a little better?

 

"Stop saying that." Xane said.


OOC: Lol at that story Nulix. What's next Rentu Skinnar: The movie?