Friday, May 24, 2013

Obuaism Chronicles – Chapter 36 ~ Allies in a the new world

Zee: Brace yourself, brother wai

Waiman: Ready for battle…. (conjures out a AK-47)

Zee: …. Can’t you like…. Conjure out some imbal shit like the north Korean nuclear gun or some crazy aoe clearing gun?

Waiman: Trust me, AK-47 is the best gun ever, come I show you

Waiman takes aim at an incoming guard and pulls the trigger

*Creak*

Zee: ….

Waiman: ….

Zee: Dafaq was that….?

Waiman: Ehh….

Zee: So this is your so called best gun ever…?

Waiman: Shit la I think the last time I go underwater hunt loch nest forget clean rifle…

Meanwhile

???: Zzz, damn author, when can I make my flashy entrance, still need entertain these two jokers…

Back to the Pasbar Tournament site….

Zee: Ji bai jia lat liao…. Eh conjure something else leh…

Waiman: Ehh… Cool down… I got two charges only, each charge take 10hour to refresh…

Pasbar Royal Guard Captain: GET THEM!!!

Zee: Ugh, you think of something while I hold them back…. (Draws out his dual blades)

???: Hold yer horses

Zee: Who the….

Sek: Who the hell are you

On the castle walls, a hooded figure like some organization XIII dude could be seen

???: I am Jespar, bringer of justice. Sek, you have done enough evil deeds, why not just let these two warriors go?

Sek: Heh, not in a million years

Jespar: Well, then I guess I have to take them by force then.

Jespar removes his cloak, and his arms start to glow, detaching themselves from his shoulders, and started to grow in size. Out of a sudden, it just thrust over to the tournament ground and grabbed both Zee and Waiman.

Sek: What the hell…. That guy’s not…. Human!

Jespar: Heh of course I’m, just a little different. Time to go~

Sek: Damn!!!

Zee: So where to now?

Jespar: My refugee camp maybe you’ll know someone there.

Waiman: Lets go then.

After 2 hours of long journey…

Waiman: Wa haven’t reach ah zzz…. Freaking far leh….

Zee: So… Jespar, where are we?

Jespar: This is the alternate universe, rather… no… actually this is Mars, believe it or not… Since a few decades ago, a worm hole has appeared and a vortex had been a portal to transport people from earth over to here, and since people get stuck here, they all wanted to be their own leader, king, whatever you wanna call it, building armies, countries, etc…

Zee: So… is there anyway we could go back to earth?

Jespar: well…. Not impossible, but there’s no way at the moment that I know of…

Waiman: Use a freaking rocket la….

Jespar: Tried, and the only thing we know is, mars, since that wormhole appeared, had this barrier around it. Nothing can go out, nothing can come in.

Waiman: Ugh, damn…

Jespar: So Zee, tell me about you two’s origins

Zee: Well… We’re generals, sorta, of this clan, the Obuaians, serving under our lord, Obua…

Jespar: Wait… Obua…? The one that EHHH here Ehhh there one?

Zee: Yeah…. How the heck you know?

Jespar: When I was still in earth, I once got attacked by boiians, but for some reason, only my limbs rotted, the rest of my body were intact… He then took pity on me, and genetically and whatever-kinda-shit-engineered me into what I am now…

Zee: Wait…. Our… lord obua can do that shit? For a moment I thought he only knew how to Create soundwaves…

Jespar: Yeah, but he was also the one that sent me here...
Zee: He did...? how...?
Jespar: Well... after i recovered, i was bidding farewell to him and he was having a cold that day... so as i was walking off, he sneezed and his soundwave sent me flying for 3 hours straight and into a vortex after that... anyways... enough chatter, look, we’ve arrived at the refugee camp im incharge of.…

Blitz Camp

Zee: Wow, are these people all from earth?
Jespar: Yeah, not all of them have imbal powers like us, so someone gotta take care of them when they come flying in, no?

Waiman: Zee… Is that…

Zee: Lexa….?

On a table laid Lexa, with quite a number of bruises.

Zee: What… happened to him?

Jespar: Oh… you guys know him?

Zee: He’s our comrade… well… with quite minimal screen time so far though…

Jespar: Well… he apparently have a pretty hard life before I found him, getting knocked out by renegades or monsters like 20 times… but you have to give him credit for having such a strong will to live. Don’t worry, he’ll be fine…

Waiman: Tsk, blowdart as a weapon, of course you’d get owned…. Everyone would aim you for using such a stupid weapon...

Meanwhile… in the middle of the sea…

Jan: Ughhhhh how long more…. Freaking hell….

Cannon Jun: Well…. I really don’t know… the ship’s broken down, there’s no wind around…. This ship can’t move…. Gan!

Henchman: Cap’n, one of the prisoners is asking you for an audience….

Cannon Jun: About?

Henchman: Something important…

Cannon Jun: Important…? Ok it sounds important, come Jan, lets go.

Ship Dungeon

Cannon Jun: So…. Which land rubber wanted to meet me?

???: Its me capt’n

Inside the cell, sat a calm and collected scholar-like guy.

Cannon Jun: So…. Why do you wanna meet me?

???: Cause… I believe I have a way to make your ship move.

Cannon Jun: really? Ok, come with me now, if you really can make the ship move, I’ll make you my strategist!

???: Heh, my pleasure.

The trio heads up to the deck

To be continued.

Precious - 5:31 AM

Friday, May 24, 2013

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