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*Shinobi is now outside the main Huitzil... hive?  hideout?  where does a Huitzil live andyway?*

Shinobi:  In there! *Points at where the Robo-Things are pouring out into the street*  Argh!  MORE of them?!  Oh well, thats where the fun is  *Wide grin*  lets test the new Ninja Grapnel (TM)!  *Points right hand at the approaching robot, and from out of his coat cuff flies a small clawed hook on a steel cable, it grabs a Huitzil and rips it into the range of the swinging staff*  Hah! it works, and now to cast something... <!FLARE> *The blast travels the length of the staff, gaining power as it moves, and ripples into the Huizil, flinging it to pieces*  Now, THAT's fun!

Lyric:  Good job boss, you just wasted all that power on one of 'em... keep that up and the war will be won in about THREE HUNDRED YEARS!

Shinobi:  Now, as a sidekick, you have to kiss my a-

Voodoo:  We'll have none of that, kreepy mage guy!

Lyric:  and here i thought i got to kick your side...

Shinobi: Common misconception, actually...

Huitzil:  *Ahem* Targets: 3; Designation:  One mage, one human, one computer; Orders: Terminate!

Shinobi:  We're surrpunded again, aren't we?

Voodoo:  Yeah, what tipped ya off?

Lyric:  Could it be all the robots?

Shinobi:  Maybe...

Voodoo:  Well, what are we waiting for?  Let's get 'em, and i mean mad style!

Lyric:  More fun? Can we handle it?

Shinobi:  Hehehehehe... nope!  But they can't either, so... get 'em! *Grin*

*One orgy of violence later*

Lyric:  I didn't think they could scream...

Voodoo:  Me neither

Shinobi:  A valuable learning experience i shall have to say  *grin*  For us and them... i bet they don't send their army againt us again...

Lyric:  That's might be a bad thing...

Voodoo:  Why?

Lyric:  I don't know... it just sounds kinda... final

Shinobi:  Ok, people, we could keep talking about that, or we could get in there, and whoop some ass...

Voodoo:  Good plan, lets roll...

Lyric:  Shoshanna...

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Ok, people, lets get on these things, and tear 'em a new one *Grin*  i think FM and Jen have a good plan, and i'll continue to divert the Huitzils, drawing their fire and such... as that's the fun part.  Though, y'all _do_ get to blow stuff up...

*When we last left Floyd, Flying Monkey, Fink, Race and the Renegade Huitzil, they were surrounded by enemy robots, with seemingly no hope for survival*

FM: Damn narrator has no faith in us.

Huitzil Guard: *Hzzt* Prepare for termination...*Hzzt*

Floyd: You guys are incredibly fond of saying that...

Fink: Yeah.. why don't you just leave us alone and go.. do.. something else?

Floyd: Very threatening, Fink.

Race: I'm gonna throw SUCH a barrel at these things..

Good Huitzil: *Hzzt* Target acquired.. Begin termination of Huitzil model robots..*Hzzt*

FM: *pulls out a pair of strange, claw like devices and puts them on his hands* Smashing idea, old boy... *leaps onto a Huitzil and wildly slashes with the claws, ripping its head off*

Fink: JUMP LEV. 4!!!! *Fink leaps into the air, lance out*

Floyd: Don't want to seem useless sooooo.. *sneaks behind a nearby Huitzil and begins fiddling with wires while it's occupied*

Huitzil Guard: *Hzzt* Programming.. Tampered.. begin self destruct! *Hzzt*

BOOOOOM!

Floyd: Yipe! *leaps away*

Fink: *finally comes crashing down on a Huitzil, slicing it in half*

Good Huitzil: *Hzzt* Termination procedure.. Gamma.. *Hzzt*... *two gatling guns slide out of the Huitzil's shoulders and begin to fire mercilessly upon one of the enemy Huitzils, reducing it to so much junk*

Race: Eeeyaaaaaaah! *throws several exploding barrels at an encroaching Huitzil* Take that, you heathen monkeys!

Huitzil Guard: *Hzzt* Aiieeee! Barrel! *Hzzt*

FM: *pulls out a rocket launcher* Heh heh.. *fires on 2 Huitzils, blowing them to kingdome come*

Fink: Take that, foul machination! *Runs his lance through the head of a Huitzil, debilitating it, permanently*

Good Huitzil: *Hzzt* Procedure.. Delta! *Hzzt* *shoots a pair of scatter missiles at another Huitzil, totally blowing the crap out of it*

FM: *whips out a lazer sword and wildly slashes at the final Huitzil, then jumps away*

Huitzil Guard: *Hzzt* T-termination.. Proceed.. tar-g-g-et.. Al-phA.. I'm sorry.. Dave...

FM: You're dead already, you just don't know it...

*The final Huitzil gives up the ghost and falls into a shattered pile of metal*

FM: Well.. that was fun.. but we still have business to attend to...

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Will our band of heroes ever be able to stop the Huitzil threat? Stay tuned! ^_^

*after getting rid of that giant pink chu-chu fluffball,Jen starts running towards the core,but stops*

Even though it sounds like a hell of a time running in there and wreaking chaos..I'm going to have to be stealthy....o0(aw man..I WANNA BLOW MORE STUFF UP!>_<)

*Jen fumbles in her pockets for a scope and looks closer into the area while hiding behind a barrel*

*machine-like noises* *whirrr*...hmm..there seems to be a vent a little bit more upwards....and it seems to lead right above the core!..no wait...

*the scope detects guards nearby it*....they'd probably know more about the attack anyway...they're not stupid....erm....well..actually... ^^;;

*she scopes out for another vent and notices one to the computer lab*

Perfect!If I can get into the computer lab,then I can shut off the core power temporarily,giving FM-san and Shinobi-san enough time to destroy the core!

*Jen smiles* I'm so smart!^___^

*Jen slips on her stealth gear over her clothes and crawls behind the barrels,being easily unoticed by the guards (along with the fact Jen is wearing a device that makes her invisible to radar signals)*

*Jen slips quietly into the vent,and huddles in the back,contacting FM by codec*

*FFffzzZzzzzzttttTtt*

*static* helloooo?!Jen-san here..I've got this really good idea---*and so on*^_-

*Jen crawls around the vents,until she assumes that she is in the computer lab,and looks at the vent opening beneath her*

*the computer room has very advanced security and high-tech weapons and armor that can easily slice and dice Jen up into small little pieces..;_;*

*Jen grabs a bungee-cord-like thing and straps teh rope around her back,places a hook on the vent,and drops down (via Mission Impossible!)*

*she dosen't make a single noise (surprising) until she reaches the computer,aned being the hacker she is,types in a virus to disable the core,making it vulnerable*

WHOO HOO!!!!I DID IT!!!^o^

Room: *bleepbleep*INTRUDER ALERT!INTRUDER ALERT!!!

*smacks her forehead*BAKA!!!

*hurry up one of you,now's your chance!^_-

A flicker...a flash...the world shimmers and hacks up a lung (don't it seem the world smokes a bit too much?).

Toru: *cough cough* *groan* Where did you drop us this time Yukiko?

Yukiko: *blink blink* Uhm. . .well. . .you see I. . . uhm.

Dave: Oh geez. . . you got us lost again?

Yukiko: *tear drop* Gomen.

Toru: *slaps his forehead* Just kill me.

Dave: *sigh* Lets not start placing blame QUITE yet Toru, we should find out WHERE. . .or even WHEN we are.

Yukiko: I'd say off hand we're in some kinda Dragon Realm.

Toru: Oh yeah Miss Fancy-pants? How do you arrive at THAT brilliant conclusion without checking out a single scanner?

Yukiko: Thats easy Toru-san! *points* because there is a REALLY big dragon RIGHT THERE! *smiles* See? I'm not dumb at all!

Toru: *Jaw drops*

Dave *sigh* Gonna be one of THOSE jumps. . .

What WILL happen to these new arrivals? Will the dragon eat them? Will Toru give it indigestion? Will Yukiko corrode its teeth worse than any existing pixie sticks? Will Dave discover the meaning of the word "humor"? Find out in the next installment of REALM TRIPPERS.

*Flying Monkey leads Floyd, Race Bannon, the recently restored Fink and a Renegade Huitzil to the core of the fortress*

FM: If that garbled message I got from Jen is right.. this may be our one chance to blow the crap outta this hot dog stand. But...

Floyd: But what? Is there a horrible price to pay?

Fink: Some kind of personal sacrifice?

Race: A deep, dark secret you must sare?

FM: No.. *points to the vent* Only one of us can go, dimwits.

Floyd: Oh..

Fink: Uh huh..

Race: I see.. but I wanna throw a barrel at the core!

FM: Settle down there, Donkey Kong... just give me a boost up to that vent...

*aided by Race, FM makes his way to the vent and shimmies through*

FM: I'm in! Now to blow up that core! *Begins aiming a rocket at it*

*suddenly, the rocket launcher is knocked out of his hands by a bullet from an unknown assailant*

Familiar Voice: Not so fast, Do-Gooder!

FM: Aw geez.. not YOU.

Coch'Rahn: Yes.. it is I.. Coch'Rahn.. demon lawyer from the Fifth Dimension!

FM: How the heck did YOU get here?

Coch'Rahn: I.. uh.. followed you.

FM: Why the heck are you here, anyway?

Coch'Rahn: Because I am evil, and I like to annoy you, and I want to kill you. I have absolutely nothing to do with all these robots, although I wish I'd thought of it.

FM: Well.. I guess I'm just gonna hafta kill you and get it over with..

*Suddenly, a blur passes by FM as he is kicked in the stomach*

FM: Wha.. *cough* Huh?

Coch'Rahn: Prepare to meet my new assistant, since Durandal went haywire... The Robot Ninja!

Ninja: It will be a pleasure to destroy you.

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Will Flying Monkey survive? Will Coch'Rahn FINALLY be taken care of? Will the Huitzil's be stopped? Jeepers.. I dunno. ^_^

Sheesh. i haven't been here for ever! man. *looks around* nice set up Chatty. I stopped in to say KONNICHI WA!

Sari: Is there trouble about?! I'll blast em! Where are those nasty spiders!

Tweak: I think the spiders are gone for good Sari.

Sari: Then what do we fight?

Tweak: HOW SHOULD *I* KNOW!

Starla: now now Tweak... don't get hostile. Out with anger, in with love.

Linaly: *sits down and exhales* so i've returned from my great adventures. i went into the jungle when i was 17 and when i came out... by god i was rich!

Ooben: anno... Lin-chan... isn't that a line from Death of a Salesman?

Linaly: Eek! what a simonizing job! *tear drop* i'm not fond of Auther Miller. erk. anyway. Off to find something good to eat.... is Sephiroth still pushing around the hot dog cart?

Wasn't that my schtick? :P :P

Several things happened all at once.  Yukiko pulled her gun, Toru readied an offensive R/A Program, and Dave sneezed.

Yukiko: I'm gonna blast em!

Toru: No wait! Yukiko you have it pointed the wrong...

***BOOM***

Dave: *winces* oh..that had to have hurt.

Dragon: *nod nod*

Yukiko: OH OH OH!!! SUMIMASEN TORU-SAN! GOMEN NASAI! *bow* *bow* *bow*

Toru: *sizzle* *twitch* *groan*

Dragon: I do say chap, but that looks just a might bit painful. . .do you need a tonic?

Dave: Hey, can you see that mark on his forehead?

Dragon: I do say. . . this one? *leans down*

Pause for a reality check: Although it might seem harmless to have a dragon that speaks with a british accent and wishing nothing more than to partake of tea and crumpets, it should be pointed out Dave is a realist about these situations. . .

Dave: *WHUD WHUD WHUD WHUD WHUD WHUD WHUD* yeah, that would be the one.

Yukiko: oh DAVE! how could you trick him like that?

Dave: *Drops the BIG mallet near the now unconscious dragon* I blame a distinct lack of scruples and Darwin.

Yukiko: ooooh.

Toru: *twitch*

Will Toru be allright (do we really care if he will be allright)? Will Yukiko learn how to point her gun at the right people? Will Dave glut the market on Dragon Steak tar tar? Yep, you guessed it, watch out for REALM TRIPPERS next time. :P

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*Shinobi and Co. enter the Huitzil Core Control Bldg.*

Shinobi:  Hmmm... nice place they got there, all steely and such.

Voodoo:  Yeah, and for some reason, its all dark.

Shinobi:  I wonder why that is?

Lyric:  Oh, yeah, that's right, you have a message from Jen, it is as follows ". . . can shut off the . . . power temporarily . . . enough time to destroy . . . core! . . . "

Shinobi:  Jem?

Jem:  Wasn't ME!

Voodoo:  Please, leave her and her band back in the 80's.

Bodai:  Who are we talking about again?

Shinobi:  Her, *Points at Jem* Alright, run along strange jem girl...

Jem:  Awwww... but i wanted to break stuff...

Voodoo:  Fine by me, but she's not with us.

Jem:  Sure, sure.  As long as i get to smash something.

*Jem wanders off, randomly breaking things... not just Huitzils, but doorknobs, chairs, lights, walls, anything breakable.*

Lyric:  Who knew that kreepy 80's cartoon characters were so psychotic?

Shinobi:  I've been wondering where she kept that hammer and crowbar.

Bodai:  I've been wondering where she came from.

Voodoo:  I've been womdering how long we are going to keep this joke going.

Plant:  ... (*Thinks* Oooo... subtle hint...)

Shinobi:  Hey, that's right, there are ROBOTS to break!

Huitzil:  Designates: 6, 3 human, one computer, one plant, one unknown [possible class 231-X-16].  Action:  Terminate.

Lyric:  Hehehehe... just ONE little Huitzil, all alone?

Voodoo:  THAT JEM CHICK IS NOT WITH US!

Shinobi:  Ah well, lets smash it!

Voodoo:  This one's all me! *Rat-tatatatatatatata*

Huitzil:  Aaaaarrrghhh...

Bodai:  Ummm... guys, its not alone!

Shinobi:  Hmmm... that's quite a few robots, innit?  Somebody please get the core!  I'm a gonna balance the odds here, but i am not quite sure i can get these things without my tank!

Mat C.:  Without ya tank?  Well, i've got ya tank right here, buddy!

Bub:  Hhhhheeeeelllllooooo Aaaaauuunnntttt Eeeeeiiillleeeennnneee....

Bodai:  How very strage

Jem:  You are telling me!

Voodoo:  What are YOU doing here?

Jem:  I got bored, can i hang out with you guys?

Shinobi:  *Whispers*  We can drop her at the bar with Reno after all this is over... i'm sure they could use a house band...

Voodoo:  *Whispers back*  Good plan, except for the part where she gets to be a band again...

Shinobi:  We can work on that, as soon as we squash all this robot problem *Grin*  And now that we have the tank we have the arsenal, and we can get our squashing on... *Smirk*

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Ahhh... even more violence... ain't it great?