Post by vidguysteve on Apr 16, 2008 20:49:44 GMT -5
After his quick success in obtaining the first Beanstar piece, Fawful had enough time left to go after a second one. Determining that the most opportune and easiest piece to go for would be in the Yoshi Theater, Fawful quickly made his way over and stole the piece. The End.
“OH NO IT ISN’T! COME BACK HERE, THIEF!” Shouted the enraged Boddle as he launched himself after a franticly fleeing Fawful, who was clinging onto the Beanstar piece with all of his might.
Fawful threw himself on the ground, causing Boddle’s Egg Charge attack to sail harmlessly over him, before jumping up and running in a different direction, leaving the Yoshi Fan Club President behind.
Believing that he had gotten a safe enough distance from the ancient Yoshi enthusiast, Fawful turned his head around to see whether or not the old man had given up the chase.
He hadn’t.
Fawful yelped as he saw Boddle’s Egg Charge still coming for him, and quickly dived at a nearby tree and snapped off one of the lower branches. Winding up like a baseball bat, Fawful swung the branch at the eggman, expecting him to go flying backwards.
Rather, Fawful’s improvised weapon broke Boddle’s egg, and the owner of the theater laid on the ground as a disgusting mess of yolk, blood, and broken eggshell.
“Oh… well… I am having… nausea… But, I am also having great achieving! I have victory!” Fawful boasted to the heavens as he held the Beanstar piece above his head.
Unfortunately at this time, everyone’s favorite bipedal Piranha Plant was in the neighborhood and was looking for a little snack.
What? No, not Petey Piranha, that guy’s old news… I’m talking about the much more popular Piranha Plant sensation… THE PIRANHA BEAN!
The curious and every-hungry bean happened to be nearby when all the commotion was going on, and so naturally it felt compelled to investigate. Seeing a small child holding something over his head, so oblivious to his surroundings, how could any rational plant just pass up the opportunity?
Leaning over ever so delicately, the Piranha Bean opened his maw and swallowed the Beanstar piece whole. Fawful, still in his victorious pose, felt the sudden loss of weight and began to wiggle his fingers around before bringing his empty hands in front of his face.
“What?! Where has it had vanishing like a magician of illusionry?!” Fawful shouted as he searched all around him. Hearing the heavy breathing and the sound of a stomach growling, Fawful turned his head to face the drooling Piranha Plant, and angrily pointed an accusing finger at it.
”YOU! YOU HAVE HAD OBSCONDING WITH THE ITEM THAT IS BEING MINE AND NOT BELONGING TO THE ONE THAT IS YOU! BE RETURNING TO FAWFUL IMMEDIATELY!”
Head cocked to the side like a confused dog, the Piranha Bean slurped up its long drop of saliva, before arching its head back and spitting powerfully on Fawful’s glasses before turning around and slowly lumbered away.
Fawful’s green head had turned a deep shade of red, and the spit actually began to evaporate on the fuming bean. Marching off dejectedly, grumbling under his breath, Fawful left the Piranha Bean to absentmindedly wander around the area, not seemingly trying to make his way towards any specific place.
A few minutes later, a mild roar of a motor could be heard, growing ever louder until it rattled the Piranha Beans head and it covered its stupid head with its long arms, groaning and growling, shaking its pounding head back and forth. Searching around for the source of the disturbance, the Piranha Bean looked up… and up… and up… After its head was facing vertically, the plant leaked something from its spotted diaper that we don’t really need to get into.
Rumbling in front of the bean was a massive reconfigured lawn mower that looked more like a Monster Truck with a giant cylinder of spinning metal blades on the front. Out from the very top, everyone’s favorite toady leapt up from the driver’s seat and began to shout at the cowering Piranha Bean.
“I HAD MUCH WARNING OF YOU! YOU WILL NOW SNACK ON MY MULCHY WRATH!”
Sliding back into the driver’s seat, Fawful shifted the gear shifter and slammed on the pedal, causing the monstrosity of agriculture engineering to roll after the helpless Piranha Bean.
”EEEYAH HA HA HA!” Fawful laughed over the sound of the engine. “I… HAVE… THE DESIRE FOR SWIFTNESS!”
After plowing –literally- over Piranha Bean (and then reversing… and then plowing over again... and then reversing), Fawful had his fill and hopped down from his giant tractor and began looking for his prize. After only a moment, Fawful leapt through the air and landed next to a glowing object in the grass, and stuffed the Beanstar piece into his robe’s interior pocket.
[glow=green,2,300]GET!!! BEANSTAR PIECE!!![/glow]
”You again! I am warning you, show yourself or snack on the wrath of Fawful!” Fawful scanned the skyline and the trees, shaking bushes with sticks and searching under rocks for the mysterious stalker.
Keeping an eye out for any movement, Fawful made his way back to his cave, feeling satisfied with how the day had gone.
“OH NO IT ISN’T! COME BACK HERE, THIEF!” Shouted the enraged Boddle as he launched himself after a franticly fleeing Fawful, who was clinging onto the Beanstar piece with all of his might.
Fawful threw himself on the ground, causing Boddle’s Egg Charge attack to sail harmlessly over him, before jumping up and running in a different direction, leaving the Yoshi Fan Club President behind.
Believing that he had gotten a safe enough distance from the ancient Yoshi enthusiast, Fawful turned his head around to see whether or not the old man had given up the chase.
He hadn’t.
Fawful yelped as he saw Boddle’s Egg Charge still coming for him, and quickly dived at a nearby tree and snapped off one of the lower branches. Winding up like a baseball bat, Fawful swung the branch at the eggman, expecting him to go flying backwards.
Rather, Fawful’s improvised weapon broke Boddle’s egg, and the owner of the theater laid on the ground as a disgusting mess of yolk, blood, and broken eggshell.
“Oh… well… I am having… nausea… But, I am also having great achieving! I have victory!” Fawful boasted to the heavens as he held the Beanstar piece above his head.
Unfortunately at this time, everyone’s favorite bipedal Piranha Plant was in the neighborhood and was looking for a little snack.
What? No, not Petey Piranha, that guy’s old news… I’m talking about the much more popular Piranha Plant sensation… THE PIRANHA BEAN!
The curious and every-hungry bean happened to be nearby when all the commotion was going on, and so naturally it felt compelled to investigate. Seeing a small child holding something over his head, so oblivious to his surroundings, how could any rational plant just pass up the opportunity?
Leaning over ever so delicately, the Piranha Bean opened his maw and swallowed the Beanstar piece whole. Fawful, still in his victorious pose, felt the sudden loss of weight and began to wiggle his fingers around before bringing his empty hands in front of his face.
“What?! Where has it had vanishing like a magician of illusionry?!” Fawful shouted as he searched all around him. Hearing the heavy breathing and the sound of a stomach growling, Fawful turned his head to face the drooling Piranha Plant, and angrily pointed an accusing finger at it.
”YOU! YOU HAVE HAD OBSCONDING WITH THE ITEM THAT IS BEING MINE AND NOT BELONGING TO THE ONE THAT IS YOU! BE RETURNING TO FAWFUL IMMEDIATELY!”
Head cocked to the side like a confused dog, the Piranha Bean slurped up its long drop of saliva, before arching its head back and spitting powerfully on Fawful’s glasses before turning around and slowly lumbered away.
Fawful’s green head had turned a deep shade of red, and the spit actually began to evaporate on the fuming bean. Marching off dejectedly, grumbling under his breath, Fawful left the Piranha Bean to absentmindedly wander around the area, not seemingly trying to make his way towards any specific place.
A few minutes later, a mild roar of a motor could be heard, growing ever louder until it rattled the Piranha Beans head and it covered its stupid head with its long arms, groaning and growling, shaking its pounding head back and forth. Searching around for the source of the disturbance, the Piranha Bean looked up… and up… and up… After its head was facing vertically, the plant leaked something from its spotted diaper that we don’t really need to get into.
Rumbling in front of the bean was a massive reconfigured lawn mower that looked more like a Monster Truck with a giant cylinder of spinning metal blades on the front. Out from the very top, everyone’s favorite toady leapt up from the driver’s seat and began to shout at the cowering Piranha Bean.
“I HAD MUCH WARNING OF YOU! YOU WILL NOW SNACK ON MY MULCHY WRATH!”
Sliding back into the driver’s seat, Fawful shifted the gear shifter and slammed on the pedal, causing the monstrosity of agriculture engineering to roll after the helpless Piranha Bean.
”EEEYAH HA HA HA!” Fawful laughed over the sound of the engine. “I… HAVE… THE DESIRE FOR SWIFTNESS!”
After plowing –literally- over Piranha Bean (and then reversing… and then plowing over again... and then reversing), Fawful had his fill and hopped down from his giant tractor and began looking for his prize. After only a moment, Fawful leapt through the air and landed next to a glowing object in the grass, and stuffed the Beanstar piece into his robe’s interior pocket.
[glow=green,2,300]GET!!! BEANSTAR PIECE!!![/glow]
”You again! I am warning you, show yourself or snack on the wrath of Fawful!” Fawful scanned the skyline and the trees, shaking bushes with sticks and searching under rocks for the mysterious stalker.
Keeping an eye out for any movement, Fawful made his way back to his cave, feeling satisfied with how the day had gone.