Skyward Spy Game 1.0 - The Finale - Page 5

Story Piece #5

The group wake up the next morning feeling... let’s say a little groggy.

“Ugh... what the hell happened last night.” Ump45master says as he gingerly gets to his feet.

Logcar mumbles something, but is inaudible as he fell asleep under a table.

“Ahh, its so bright. Am I dead?” Thorn says wiping his eyes and sitting up.

“Honestly, I have no clue buddy.” Dark Arcanine says jumping to his feet quite spritely.

“Well, tell my wife I loved her, I’m going to get some sleep.” Thorn says as he grabs a bag of fertiliser to use as a pillow as he lies back down.

“Get up.” Dragon_luver says whilst kicking Thorn in the side. “That’s the backdoor light you idiot.”

The group attempt to make their way towards Pwnige’s lounge room. They all collapse onto his couch, except for Thorn who collapse right onto the edge of his coffee table and is promptly knocked unconscious.

“I have a migrane to end all *bleep*ing migranes.” Shadow snaps grabbing his head.

“I’ve felt better...” Dragon_luver says whilst she spruces herself up a little bit.

“Um, does anyone know any good hangover cures?” ump45master puts forth to the group “cause I have a serious case of the munchies.”

Shadow Troup jumps up and runs to Pwnige’s fridge, only to find it is completely empty.

“*bleep*. Now we’re gonna starve to death.” Shadow snarks as he makes his way back towards the group.

The group sit there for a few moments; Rouge Elite breaks the awkward silence.

“We should go to wafflehouse!” Rouge Elite exclaims gleefully. “That’s where I go whenever I’m hungry.”

“But we’re in no position to get food for our own... we’re doing pretty well to be standing up at this point.” Dragon_Luver says as ump45master falls to the floor almost on que.

The group make their way towards the front door.

“Um, should we wake Thorn up?” ump45master asks as he points to Thorn’s unconscious body.

He goes over to ThornSnyder, picks him up and chucks him over his shoulder.

The group head out Pwnige’s front door, being sure to not step on Pwnige’s still lifeless body, being careful not to slip in the pool of blood which is still lying there.

“Oh god, someone killed the sun.” Logcar says as he points to the moon.

“Its night-time you numbskull.” Dragon_luver says as she knocks him on the back of the head.

“God, what time is it?” Dark Arcanine says as he fumbles in his pocket for his phone to check the time.

“Late.” Shadow states as he stares up into the sky.

“Well, there goes the waffles.” Ump45master says disappointedly.

“Nonsense.” Rouge Elite says.

“What, are they open 24 hours?” Dragon_luver asks.

“Of course, who else is going to take in and nurture the wasted community at 2 am?” Rouge elite replies.

The group stumble their way into town, and head off in the direction in which Rouge Elite thinks waffehouse is.

“Okay, here we are.” Rouge Elite says as he rubs his eyes to make sure he’s taken the group to the right place.

The group walk up to the man at the front door to find a large line leading up to the structure. They cover their ears as the music from inside is deafening. The group join the back of the queue.

“What the hell bro, why is there a line to get waffles at 3 in the morning?” logcar asks.

“I have no freakin clue, all the smart people?” Rouge Elite replies.

“Um...” Dragon_luver says as they are just about to make it to the front of the line. She points out that Rouge Elite still isn’t wearing any pants.

“ID’s please.” The scary looking man yells at the group over the loud music as they finally reach the front of the line.

Dark Arcanine turns to Rouge Elite. “Why do we need ID’s bro.” He asks.

“Um, I don’t know, just roll with it.” Rouge Elite he says as he hands over his Loftwing License. He goes up and whispers something into the man’s ear.

“Yeah that’s fine, pants are optional anyways.” He says as he ushers the group inside the premises.

“Godamnit, the music is so *bleep*ing loud, how are you supposed to enjoy a meal here?” Shadow angrily snaps as they walk down the hallway just down from the door. The group make a left towards the bar; they sit Thorn, who is still unconscious from his earlier knock to the head, down in a corner of the room.

“Hi, I’d like to order a large stack of waffles with maple syrup thanks.” Rouge Elite says as his mouth salivates in anticipation. The man looks at him very strangely as he walks over to a phone by the tap.

“Um, Rouge...” ump45master says as he points out a man wearing ass-less chaps walking pass them. “Are you sure we’re in the right place? “

“Yeah, last time I checked there weren’t dudes pantless-dudes prancing around” Shadow Troup snarks.

“Don’t worry guys, it’s just a hip and happening breakfast joint.” Rouge Elite says reassuring the group. “So, how about those waffles buddy?”

The man gets off the phone and flips Rouge Elite off.

“I really don’t think we’re at the house of waffles guys....” Dark Arcanine says as he looks around the room. “

The group turn around to see a mixture of leather clad males and scantily clad asari.

All of a sudden the lights shown on what appears to be a catwalk. The group cover their ears as an announcer with a microphone starts to speak.

“And now the moment you’ve been waiting for all night, Chora’s den’s own Proximity! Give the man a round of applause people!”

A well built man walks out onto the catwalk.

“Well hello there.” Dragon_luver says as she takes off her glasses and quickly spruses up her hair.

“Still think we’re at a breakfast bar Rouge?” logcar says as he grabs a drink off the bar.

“They can’t have a bit of entertainment? You guys need to lighten up” Rouge Elite says as he takes a sip of a nearby martini.

They look back towards the catwalk to see Proximity already half naked. They look back at Rouge Elite.

“Um... okay there is a small possibility we may be in the wrong place.” he admits.

They see two burly men in officer’s outfits walk towards them.

“Ooo, strippers! Hiya big boys!” Dragon_luver says waving her hands to grab their attention.

The two walk over to the group.

“So, how much is it gonna cost me to get a private show.” She asks as she twirls her glasses around in her mouth. The two look at each other confused.

“How much will it cost for a f....” ump45master starts as the two spring up and start to spray the group with gas.

“Hey what the *bleep* man.” Shadow says as he grabs his face in agony.

“My eyes... THEY BURN!” logcar says as tries pours wine over his face to try and ease the pain.

The group wake up the next morning in a darkened room.

“Oh god... where the hell are we.” Dark Arcanine says as he gets to his feet.

“What the hell happened last night.” Ump45master says as he wipes his eyes.

“I still want some waffles...” Rouge Elite says as he bursts into tears.

Suddenly, a light is flicked on. They notice they are in a jail cell.

“What the *bleep*, why are we in jail?!” Shadow snaps. “We never did anything wrong.”

The group look around the room to see that handsome man from the ‘wafflehouse’, Beedle asleep in the corner of the room and Rupin sitting down on the other side of the room.

“What the heck are you guys doing here?” logcar asks.

“Well, I’m serving for one account of indecent exposure to a minor...” Rupin admits.

“Apparently they have a law against large penises in public. Apparently you have to have some kind of permit or some bullshit.” Proximity replies as he does some push-ups. Dragon_luver quickly goes to spruse herself up again on noticing that Proximity is still completely naked.

Suddenly the door the cell and the same two officers from last night walk into the cell.

“Shit, appears they were are actual police officers.” Ump45master says apologetically.

Ump45master runs up to the officers and drops to his knees as he pleads. “Please sir get me out of here, I’m too young to drop the soap!”

“Welcome to Skyloft Penitentiary.” One of the officers start. “I am Horwell and this is my fellow officer Owlan.”

Owlan throws a few pair of pants on the floor of the cell and tells the inmates to put them on. Proximity quickly gets up and puts a pair on.

“We’ll take you lot first.” Owlan says pointing to our group of adventurers.

“You have been charged with accounts of solicitating an officer, petty theft and refusal to submit to arrest, what do you plead?” he states.

“Um, um...” Dark Arcanine stutters nervously.

Logcar walks up to Horwell and whispers something in his ear. The officers walk off for a quick moment to speak with eachother and walk back to Logcar. He hands them something which is blocked from view.

“Okay guys, you’re free to go.” Horwell says as he opens the cell door for them.

The group go to make their way out.

“But please dude put on some pants. “ Owlan says to Rouge Elite on the way out. I feel it’s a little creepy that I have to ask you twice.” Owlan says.

The group make their way out of the jail to the outside, it is now morning.

“What the hell just happened?” Shadow asks as he looks at Logcar. “What did you give them?”

“My parents are filthy stinkin’ rich. Just slipped them a couple hundred rupees.” Logcar beams.

“That’s illegal dude.” Dark Arcanine snaps.

“Fine, would you rather be some guy;s prison bitch?” Logcar says sarcastically.

As the group collect themselves after an eventful night, they notice something.

“Um guys, where is Thorn?” ump45master says as he looks around.

The group look at each-other and quickly remember that they sat him down in the corner of the room that they were in at Chora’s Den. Just before they are about to leave Proximity comes bursting out of door and asks to join them. They all run back to the area where it all ‘transpired’ last night.

“Wow, its like a ghost town in here.” Ump45master says as he steps through the main area.

“Eek!” Dragon_luver squeels as she steps in some panties.

The group find Thorn laying down in the same position where they had left him that night.

“Wow, he must be one hell of a sleeper.” Shadow snaps.

“Thorn... wake up buddy, it’s time for school” Dark Arcanine says as he kicks Thorn in the side.

“...” Dark Arcanine starts “...ugh... Thorn?”

“What’s the matter?” Proximity asks.

“Get me a glass of water.” Dark Arcanine replies frantically.

Proximity goes to the bar and passes Dark Arcanine a glass of water. He throws it over Thorn.

“Hey! What are you doing, just let the dude wake up!” Shadow snaps.

“Ugh... I don’t think he’ll be waking up...” Dark Arcanine says as he checks Thorn’s pulse.

Demise has killed ThornSnyder, please send me your votes

I.... Feel so dishonered by where I died.....

Darn you Demise

Aww man, Thorn was my buddy.

I still want my waffles

Funniest story yet

Let me cometh down from the heavens and clear a few things up for you mortals

quote ims2golfer

Can the dead vote?

Sadly no, but you're quite welcome to still contribute to the conversation

quote ThornSnyder

I thought I was unconscious there and dead at the bar. But seeing as how everybody was drunk, I probably did die in your house >_> Ah well, haunting stuff is fun.

You died when you headbutted the edge of his coffee table, just no one noticed you had died till the next morning. And you may or may not be there in spirit, depends if I'm in a merciful mood or not

quote Pwnige

You know me and my dancing habits all to well.

Yes I do, cause they are similar to mine. I still suck at Dance Central atm (need to get a kinect of my own to practise). BABY GOT BACK MOFOS.

quote Rouge Elite

Funniest Story yet.

Thankyou, I try

I say we vote for Pwnige's coffee table.

The dead can't vote(As far as I know), so hurry up guys

(Note:) This message wa started like two hours ago, and I just picked it up and finished it.... So if anyone posted before this, or if the story wa posted, yeah.....