157.88.7.119 writes:
"You Know little Yo, I´ve been
thinking hard" Visionary was telling Yo at the same time his mouth was
full with a
chocolate cake.
Yo: *lol*
Visionaty: umm, Have you been talking a bit too much with PPP, Haven´t you?.
Yo: sorry Visi, you said something about thinking. A new experience for you, isn´t it?.
Visionay: thanks!, Can I continue?.
Yo: *lol*
Visionary: Like I was telling you, I had thought about why has to be Jarvis our leader?
Yo: he´s good.
Visionary: Sure, but it´s not the
point now. Others can be better. It´s time to vote for another one.
With more skills,
cleverer, good looking. The candidate’s
image is important like you know.
Yo: ummm, and who fits in all the requisites……… Ohhh!. I see clearer now. You want to be our leader??
Visionary: me??. Never thought about
it before. Son, you might have a point here.
-------------
At Visionary and Cheryl Condo
"I told you this morning not, and the
answer continues being the same. No, NO,Nooooooooooo". Cheryl sweetly
answered to Visionary proposition
Please?. Come on darling!. Don´t
you want to be the 1º Lady at board". Visionay pleaded with his more
charming
smile.
Cheryl: Don´t be childish. You used to spend more time with me before you joined this funnies friends of you.
Visionary: What do you mean??. We always go out whenever you want, or have you forgotten Larry´s bowl a rama?.
Cheryl: No dear. I haven´t yet. You aren´t helping yourself bring on this night, aren´t you?.
Visionary: But Cheryl. I need you with
your HTLM knowledge. I need you with the campaign. The electors are
susceptible to colored propaganda.
Cheryl: umm, If I help you, we go out
wherever I want whenever I want, and of course not football, not bawls,
and so
on at least for a whole month.
Visionary: ¿Did you say a whole week?
Cheryl: month,dear, a damn whole month.
Visionary:---
Cheryl: darling?
Visionary: ----
Cheryl: I´m waiting dear.
-------------------------
Now cheryl is helping us, we can check
others opinions. More allies more votes. Visionary said helpfully. He was
doing a good work explaining Yo the
basis of a good campaign.
Yo: Which are the things you´re
going to improve?. I think is a good thing to know what our candidate stand
for.
Visionary: Don´t be silly. I´ll
think about it once I´m elected. Like Everybody do.
Yo: I see.
-----------
At another place, The Spectacular Starseed
is cleaning his GAAAAAHHH weapon like a mother care his baby, proud
and lovely.
Visionary: Hi, fellow teammate.
Sarseed: Who?, Oh, Look!Visionary and his pet!.
Visionary: yes,yes. I love your sense of humor. Hahaha. But I´ve to talk you about a more important matter
Yo: What does a pet mean?
Starseed: Then, sure it can wait.
Visionary: *smiling cynically* I think it´s time for a new LL leader.
Starseed: Really?. I tend to disagree. Jarvis is doing a good work.
Yo: What is a pet?
"No offense to Jarvis. Good fellow. Certainly
the best", Visionary stated carefully and in a subtle way. "But, I have
got
a lot of ideas to improve our efficient
like a team"
Starseed: "Really?"
Visionary: We can talk about it later. Just join me.
Starseed: ummmm. Don´t know. Perhaps if you finish all your sentences with a GAHHHHHH!….
Visionary: Nice by me.
Starseed: umm…..
Visionary: Nice by me GAHHHH!
Yo: pet?
--------
Visionary: *happily*. Ha! A new friend!!
Yo:*thoughtfully* Visi, Starseed gave me an idea
Visionary: Son, I´m the brain here. Let me think what it´s better.
Yo: but..I´ll help you if you finish your sentences with "fuzzy bunnies".
-------
Banjooooooo was having a good time inside
his tub, singing happily "I´m the Queen of the Seas" A lullaby that
all The
Sea monkeys loving mothers teaches their
little monkeys.
After Visionary explained him what a good thing for the lair would be to change Jarvis by him…
Banjoooo: Bored. I don´t care. I´m busy ruling my kingdom and making archives.
Visionary: Fine, because you´re
busy, it´s better if other with more ski…I mean free time does it.
Starseed, Cheryl and
Yo think I´m the best.
Banjoooooo: ok, but only if you write in your propaganda; "Banjoooo is the best. Join his fan club".
Visi:-------
Yo: Visi, aren´t you forgetting something
Visionary:------GAHHHHHH!; Fuzzy bunnies!
-----------
Is going to be Visi our next leader?
Are going Lisa or Jarvis himself to
allow it?
Is Banjooooo, really, going to join
Visi.
What The rest of the Legion think about this change.
Next by You. (Note to all the busy writers.
Continue some of the round Robin posted. With a little paragraph, at least,
can work :-P)
Part 2!!!
Thursday, 12-Nov-98 12:30:36
206.252.246.45 writes:
"The appeasement continues!!!"
Lisa smacked Jarvis, whom she thought was asking for another round of...goodies.
"I meant Vizh appeasing everyone else
continues!!!" said Jarv, who now looked at Vizh cockeyed, because he was
screaming GAHHH!, wearing tons of logos
for Banjooooo's fan club, and feeding fuzzy bunnies at the same time. "If
you want to impress us, go somewhere
else--we're busy...or at least planning to be..."
Cheryl sprung on them, fearing the worst
for her husband and Lisa's erotic tendencies. "I meant what I said at the
bowling alley about Vizh being...y'know...not
my type. You don't have to worry."
"Oh, I'm not--I think I like the idea of him being leader."
"Really? GAHHHH! Well--GAHHH!--what made you--GAHHH!!!--change your mind--GAHHH!?
"Can you say 'political puppet'?"
"Aw, you wouldn't manipulate me--now let's go make that baby you wanted."
Cheryl grinned--around her finger and trained like a pet. This would be too easy...
Continued...
I would've made it longer, but somebody
would've posted the second chapter before I did then--I'll write another
part,
though.
Fin Fang Foom
The Chronicler's view on politics
Thursday, 12-Nov-98 16:44:08
150.131.228.65 writes:
Visionary, known far and wide for his
indefatigable spirit, tackled probably his greatest challenge in getting
elected Lair
Legion Leader.
He approached the cosmic beings of Zemo's Lair.
First, he approached the Shaper.
Shaper:
I have no time for such things; the
Shaper of Worlds is an enterprising adventurer, and lover of all impossible
travels.
Politics of the common man are so inconsequential in comparison to the birthing of a quasar, or even a dwarf star.
Visionary:
So you're saying you won't vote for
me.
The Shaper vanished.
Visionary:
Damnit. GAAAAAAAAAAAH. Fuzzy bunnies.
I must find more support.
I wonder if the Chronicler's around.
Visionary prepared to visit the Chronicler, then stopped in his tracks.
Visionary:
There's just ONE problem with that idea
. . .
WHERE THE BLOODY HELL DOES HE LIVE, ANYWAY?
Yo:
Yo being suggest going to Chronicler
Planet, where all other Chronicler beings habitat.
Visionary:
...
Space Ghost:
He said "Clinton sucks."
Visionary jumped.
Visionary:
Where in the bloody blazes did you come
from?
SG:
Bad election party. Don't ask.
The Ghost then retired to his private quarters, still pantsless.
Yo:
Yo being feel that Space Ghost must
apply pants. He is a danger to my friends, the fuzzy bunnies.
Jarvis walked by, then sped by faster as Yo continued on his speech about rabbits having rights too, damnit.
Visionary:
Yo.
Yo:
Yes, Visionary being/friend?
Visonary:
WHERE THE BLOODY HELL'S THE CHRONICLER?
Lisa:
Try the library; I . . . left . . .
him there.
Lisa continued on her . . . way . .
. to Jarvis' room.
Visionary:
Nice try; he's made out of pure knowledge
now. I don't see how even YOU could pull that off.
Cheryl entered the Parodyverse, as did NTU and Post-Crisis Starseed.
NTU:
So, you see, I feel that the nuclear
updrafts of my new thermo-dynamic geokinetic coffee mug will
BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH.
Starseed:
Good God, he's on a roll. Stop him,
lest I be forced to unleash the GAAAAAAAAAAAH power.
Visionary:
NTU, you had a cappucino again, didn't
you?
Donar enters.
Donar:
Forsooth, what manner of strange babbling
be entering forth from my comrade, the scholarly gentleman known as
NTU, the technical wizard?
Visionary:
GOOD GOD IN HEAVEN; SOMEONE TELL ME
WHERE THE ****** CHRONICLER IS!!!!!!!!!!
The books in the Legion's libary swirled, as if caught in a bad early 90's special effects tornado.
Then, a luminous being appeared from the massive pile of books that lay on the floor.
COS:
Ask, and ye shall receive. What troubles
you so, my child?
Visionary:
. . .
NTU:
You read the Old Testament in under
five seconds again, didn't you?
COS:
Passes the time. YOU try reading everything
ever written in under a day; see if THAT doesn't mess around with your
speaking ability.
Visionary:
Um . . . vote for me? I'm going to replace
Jarvis as Lair Legion Leader.
Jarvis entered the room.
Jarvis:
Whom is replacing whom?
Visionary:
Um . . .
COS:
My place is with the knowledge of the
universe, not such political endeavors. You have a noble heart and creative
spirit, comrade Visionary; but I have
other matters to attend to, responsibilties you cannot even dream of.
NTU suddenly goes into convulsions.
NTU:
I am the Great Cornhulio! I need t.p.
for my bunghole!
Starseed:
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Starseed's burst of GAAAAAAAAAAH energy
(tm) ceased NTU's caffeine induced quivering; and in the confusion,
the COS left again.
Yo:
Where is the Chronicler being? I had
questions I wanted to ask him.
Cheryl:
Where's Lisa? I think I'd quite enjoy
a coffee shop endeavor after this . . .
The tale is told.
COS
Part 4!!!!
Thursday, 12-Nov-98 16:53:24
164.47.82.182 writes:
Visionary knocked on the door to Emoh
S'ranod. "Donar, open up!" Yo nudged him. "What? Oh..." Visionary rolled
his eyes and took a deep breath. "It's
me, Visionary, Banjooo's #1 fan, lover of fuzzy bunnies, er... in a platonic
way,
you understand... and, um... Gaaaaaaaahhh!"
Donar opened the door with a peculair
look on his face. "Art thou all right, man?" he said. "Thou doth make less
sense
than usual."
"It's a long story. Anyway, I was wondering
if you would help me become leader of the LL--Join Banjooo's fan club,
fuzzy bunnies... gah."
"Art thou selling cookies?"
"Er... no. Just buying... um, that is... *campaigning* for votes. Banjooo, bunnies, gah."
Yo looked at him critically. "I am not feeling that you mean it anymore."
"Speaketh plainly!" the confused Donar demanded.
Visionary sighed. With all these campaign
promises, this whole idea was becoming less and less attractive. Chances
are
there was paperwork involved in being
leader as well. Visionary hated paperwork. He promised himself for the
three
thousandth time to think an idea through
completely before acting on it. Still, he had come this far, and he was
no
quitter.
"Verily," Visionary began, "I have traveled
to famed Emoh S'ranod to petition a warrior born to aid me in mine quest
most noble. I profess my admiration
at the fabled fuzzy bunnies of the mystical realm, the Happy Place, as
well as thy
coragious teammate Banjoooo. To express
mine emotions, no word speaketh more truly than that of mighty Starseed.
Therefore, I SAY THEE GAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"
"Better." Yo said approvingly.
"Verily." Donar agreed. "Thy words do thou honor. Gladly, wouldst I follow thee into Hel itself."
"Uh... thanketh thou." Visionary said,
then he and Yo departed to round up more votes. "At this point, even I
have no
idea what I'm talking about." Visionary
sighed.
"Ah, then truly you have reached the title, politician." Yo observed. "But you forget something..."
Visionary sighed. "Joineth Banjooo's
fan club, fuzzy bunnies...gah."
Here comes part... after.. this one... I guess. Thursday, 12-Nov-98 20:21:42 24.64.69.227 writes:
Vis: So, Yo, who's next on your little list of voters?
Yo: You forget something, yes?
Vis: gah, fuzzy bunnies, yeseth, etc.
Yo: You maybe should be more of enthused. Next is spiffy. We go now to his room.
The pair entered spiffy's room... well... tried to enter spiffy's room. The piled up trash was blocking the door.
Yo: spiffy? spiffy? Is you there?
There was no answer.
Vis: Hm... where is he? Maybe Jarvis'll know.
Yo: Hm?
Vis: Fuzzy bunnies... gah...
Yo: Good.
They explored the LL headquarters looking for Jarvis. When they found him, he was busy with Lisa. So they decided to ask Cheryl.
Vis: Cheryl, honey, do you know where spiffy is?
Cheryl: Forgetting something, dear?
Vis: Don't you start... fuzzy bunnies... gah...
Cheryl: Such a good boy... spiffy's at his house. Remember? About a week ago? The entire LL helped him move in?
Yo: Me remembers that.
Vis: So why didn't you mention it???
Yo: You...
Vis: Fuzzy bunnies... gah...
Yo: Good. We go get spiffy now.
So, the two of them went over to spiffy's house. Though house probably wasn't the right term for it...
Vis: Uh... man, this place is a fortress. A mansion. Really... big.
Yo: for-
Vis: Fuzzy *bloody* bunnies, gah.
Yo: Bunnies no like that.
Vis: Sorry, Yo. This whole election thing's getting to me.
Yo:...
Vis: Fuzzy bunnies. Gah.
Yo rang the doorbell. Promptly, a robot butler came to the door.
Rob: Hello...? Oh... master, some more bums are here for money.
spiffy: I'll take care of them, Rob... oh, Vis! Yo! What brings you here?
Vis: Well, see, I'm running for leader of the Lair Legion. And I was wondering if I had your support.... fuzzy bunnies. Gah.
spiffy:What?
Vis: Never mind...
Yo: Vis...
Vis: fuzzy bunnies. gah.
spiffy: All right... well what's wrong with having Jarvis as leader?
Vis: Well... I just think it's time for a change. I mean, he has no powers... fuzzy bunnies. Gah.
spiffy: You don't have any powers either.
Vis: Yeah, but... uh... what's that thing behind you? fuzzy bunnies, gah.
spiffy: What do you... oh my God, not again! AHHHHH!!!! Gotta go, please come againAHHHHHHH!!!! Getitoffgetitofffffff!!!
As Yo and Visionary looked on in amazement, spiffy was assaulted by a horde of crazed beavers wearing hard hats. Before they could come to his aid, a particularly large and unhappy looking beaver slammed the door.
Yo and Vis:...
Vis: Well, I think that went well...
Yo: Bunnies?
Vis: fuzzy bunnies... gah...
spiffy
Another part to Yo's round-robin
Friday, 13-Nov-98 16:07:38
146.7.233.107 writes:
Another continuation of Yo’s parody:
Visionary and Yo were on the prowl for
potential subjects in Visionary’s campaign to be leader of the Lair Legion.
He
had already enlisted the aid of Starseed,
Yo, Banjooooo, Cheryl, and Donar; however, he could only retain their
support by supporting their interests
in turn. And so, Visionary had to utter GAAHH!, fuzzy bunnies, Banjooooo
is
cool in every sentence, promise to take
Cheryl to the next production of Bizet’s "Carmen," and also had to speak
in
Donar-speak(tm). Visionary and Yo now
traveled to the Ghost planet to enlist the aid of Space Ghost.
"What do you want, Visionary? Can’t you
see I’m busy?" Space Ghost was sipping a fine Tequila, glaring over the
top
of the glass at Visionary.
"Indeed, friend Space Ghost," Visionary
responded, "it be in this fashion. I doth wish to be leader of yon Lair
Legion,
and can only succeed with the aid of
thee GAAAHHH!!!, I love fuzzy bunnies, Carmen, vote for Banjooooo!"
Of course, Space Ghost looked somewhat askance at Visionary, who handed him a flyer with Banjooo’s picture on it.
"Ehn...alright. But only if you walk around pantsless."
"How do I ever get myself into these things," Visionary whined to himself.
...
"No, Yo don’t want to visit Dr. Moo;
she a bad woman. She hates cute bunnies," Yo said petulantly, his
characteristically happy mein vanished.
"But, fair Yo, I needeth yon doctor’s
help in order to secure yon leadership position! GAAHH! Fuzzy bunnies,
Carmen, vote for Banjooo!"
"Not there." Yo vanished and went to the Happy Place.
As Visionary trudged through wide fields
on his way to see Dr. Moo, tall wheat stalks scratched and bitterly cold
wind
bit his bare legs.
"...so you want my help?" Dr. Moo scrutinized Visionary closely, taking note of the fact he had no pants.
"Verily, doctor. GAAHH! Fuzzy bunnies, Carmen, vote for Banjooooo!"
"Okay, you’ll have my help, but you have to promote dairy products."
"Indeed. GAAHH! Fuzzy bunnies, Carmen, vote for Banjooooo, drink milk!"
...
And so it went until Visionary and Yo,
who had returned from the Happy Place when Visionary left Daio, found
themselves in the wilds of Montana,
where Visionary sought out the cave of the alien shape-shifting dragon
known as
Fin Fang Foom. Visionary remembered
Lisa’s reaction upon seeing him without pants; she could barely contain
herself,
he recalled with a shudder.
"...verily, that is what I wish. GAAHH,
fuzzy bunnies, Carmen, vote for Banjooo, drink milk, BZZZT..., Take the
Devil’s Pants, *lol*, visit the X-Universe
board, Heil Zemo, *remember the Cool-Whip*!"
"Okay, but if I support you, then you’ve got to *flies away*."
"Ye shall have it! GAAHH, fuzzy bunnies,
Carmen, vote for Banjooo, drink milk, BZZZT..., Take the Devil’s Pants,
*lol*, visit the X-Universe board, Heil
Zemo, *remember the Cool Whip*, *flies away*!"
...
"Look, Visi, there’s the Chronicler of Stories!"
"Forsooth, perhaps if we can detain him
a mere moment, we shall e’er be fortuitous! GAAHH, fuzzy bunnies, Carmen,
vote for Banjooo, drink milk, BZZZT...,
Take the Devil’s Pants, *lol*, visit the X-Universe board, Heil Zemo,
*remember the Cool Whip*, *flies away*!"
"Welcome, Visionary, what can I do for
you today?" The Chronicler of Stories looked up from a copy of "War and
Remembrance." (great book) The Chronicler
did not fail to notice Visionary’s legs were bare.
"Greetings, mighty Chronicler! I doth
wish to become leader of yon Lair Legion, and doth need the support of
thee in
order to complete the task most dire.
Wilst thou aid me in mine quest? GAAHH, fuzzy bunnies, Carmen, vote for
Banjooo, drink milk, BZZZT..., Take
the Devil’s Pants, *lol*, visit the X-Universe board, Heil Zemo, *remember
the
Cool Whip*, *flies away*!"
The Chronicler of Stories burst into laughter.
"Hahahahahahaha! From the time you started
talking to the time you ended, I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I
intend on listening to what you have
to say," the Chronicler spoke, paraphrasing Groucho Marx. "Thanks for the
good
laugh, Visionary; never let anyone say
that you’re good for nothing. The tale is told." And the Chronicler disappeared,
presumably to increase his already formidable
repository of pure knowledge.
...
Visionary and Yo were returning to the
LL mansion, to confront Jarvis with the support he had mustered from the
various and sundry sources. He now stood
before Jarvis, with all those who supported him standing around, watching
him and Jarvis.
"I say to thee, fair butler, that I now
wouldst contest thy leadership of this fair assemblege, the Lair Legion.
I hath
garnered the support of many who wisheth
to see myself installed in mine proper position as supreme leader of yon
Lair Legion. Dost thou contest my support?
GAAHH, fuzzy bunnies, Carmen, vote for Banjooo, drink milk, BZZZT...,
Take the Devil’s Pants, *lol*, visit
the X-Universe board, Heil Zemo, *remember the Cool Whip*, *flies away*!"
Everyone concerned just glared at him. Silence reigned for the longest time, and then it was first broken by Dr. Moo.
"I can’t believe this BS! I can’t believe
you’re endorsing Cool Whip! I’m outta here; you don’t have my support
anymore." And Dr. Moo stalked off.
"Yeah, and I would never support the AWML," Paste Pot Pete laughed out loud as he went away.
"Yo no like mean people who harm bunnies." And Yo went back to the Happy Place.
"Ahem. Visionary, dear, why aren’t you
wearing pants? Especially with you-know-who around? Well, you want my
support? You can forget it." Cheryl
trekked back to the duo’s condo.
"You’re in bed with PPP? I’m gone." Fin Fang Foom *flies away*.
"Yeah, me too," Grim Reaper said as he stalked off with a swish of his cloak.
"Daio?" Lisa fumed as she glared at Visionary and stormed off.
"Cheryl invaded my Ghost Planet and assaulted me! I ain’t voting for you!" Space Ghost floated away.
"Fin Fang Foom and Dark Knight unleashed
those cursed beasts on my army! You think I am going to support them?
From here on out, my association with
you is kaput!" Zemo jumped into his high-tech plane and flew off.
"GAAHH! You’re in league with the X-board? I can’t stand Wolverine!" Starseed walked away.
"You didn't forget me in your final speech!
I’m never helping you again." And Hollywood V disappeared, forgotten by
all and sundry.
"You’re with Yo? I needed psycho-therapy
after having to deal with him/her/it! I am in my happy place." NTU-150
went to the Happy Place to avoid the
harsh realities of genderlessness.
"I say thee nay, foul Visionary! I failed
to understand the final part of yon speech! You said it in another language!
I say
bye to thee!" And Donar spun mighty
Mjalcom(tm), which took him up and carried him away.
Visionary remained alone against Jarvis.
"Where’s all your so-called 'support,' now, Visionary?" Jarvis sneered.
"Um...well...I...um..." Visionary wavered.
"Well?"
"I think it’s my turn for monitor duty again," Visionary wimpered.