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Gandlaf Wars: Part 1

Gandlaf was fighting hard to regain control of his territory. His QuantumSuit armor was running low on Nucleic Power Units and would soon cease to protect him. “Emergency reserves, activate!” he commanded, breathing heavily. “Affirmative.” replied the computer that was embedded in the suit. With his final reserves of power, Gandlaf rose above the chaos. “Take me to the nearest fueling station!” Gandlaf said. “Affirmative.” replied the robotic computer's voice once again.

At the fueling station

“Wazzup, Gandlaf? Or as the urban youth today say, “¡Hola, mi amigo!” “Not much,” Gandlaf replied, “I just used my emergency fuel reserves, so I need to be gettin' some. Ya got any?” “Sorry, no,” replied Froyo, “but I've got a coupon for 'em. You can redeem these down at the 11/7.”

Walking

Gandlaf happily took the coupons and walked down to the 11/7. “What be chillin'?” he asked the clerk. “Not much, mah homie. What can I be hookin' ya up wit, brah?” the clerk replied. “Ya, can I get one of them emergency fuel reserves? A 10-pack please.” said Gandlaf. “Here, I can get y'all a fifteen pack, I don't have no 10-packs left. That be cool? Also, yal need to show some ID. Ya have to me over 21 to get this stuff. Sorry, brah.” “Sure, I'll take a fifteen pack. Here's my ID.” Gandlaf showed his ID to the clerk. The clerk happily gave him the emergency fuel packs.

Back to Battle

Gandlaf walked back to the PvP Arena and donned his armor. He registered in with his team, the “Homies,” and followed them into to equipment room. ”'kay dudes, we've got some MP Neutrino-05's, for small scuffles, and then we've got them big guns there, the 37-XP-RADn Current Blasters. Y'all defenses go get some of them and the rest get them Neutrinos. We gonna be winnin' this thang!” said the team Captian. “Y'all, I be pumped!” said Gandlaf. A chorus of “Tss's” of approval and “Aye's” rang out. “Now let's be winning this! Vaminos!” yelled team captain.

Battle

The chaos of battle was just beginning. Three breaches were reported in Section One of the arena, and the opposing team had already knocked out 3 of Gandlaf's team players. “We've got to be gettin' movin', mah homies! For the 'hood! ATTACK!” yelled Gandlaf.

TO BE CONTINUED

to be continued…

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