Dynamic Donar #48
Dynamic Donar #48- My Friend, My Enemy, Pt 5BRAKKABRAKKABRAKKABRAKKABRAKKA!!!!!! Smoke rises like a two charmed snakes from the barrels of the two roof-mounted machine guns. The spent shells hit the floor, with a high pitched clatter. The Lair stand on the second floor terrace, looking down at the carnage caused by NTU's subtle attempt at home security. Well, if their hands weren't covering their faces, they would be looking down. They hear the door open, and two voices murmuring. Tina is the first to look, albeit, with one eye. Tina: "....wow..." On not hearing Tina scream, the guys figure they can look too. They see Donar, standing at the door, the only sign of the previous artillery action being a hole in the back of his new costume. His skin underneath appears unscathed by the gun's onslaught. At his feet, a collection of pulverised lead slugs. Vis: "Are they..." NTU: "..Yep.. The armour piercing bullets that Zebulon scored from the Postal Worker's Convention." Lisa: "Donar?? Are you..?" Donar: "Aye! Verily I be unharmed by yon practical joke! Bullets shalt ne'er pierce the skin of a God as far as I know!!"* *( Of course, the Parodyverse does adhere to SOME logic, unlike certain other unnamed universes containing a blonde Thunder-God) Donar: "Friends!! Come hither" The LL come downstairs. Jarvis sneaks back into the group, hoping that the sight of Donar's exposed back muscles will "occupy" Lisa for the moment. Donar: "We have a visitor. Might I introduce Goodknight." Goodknight: "Hello" All: "Hello Goodknight" Donar: "He is the spirit that did clarify mine thoughts of late. Some know him as Sandman, but his original form is as thus" Lisa: "Huh? Whattya mean?" Donar: "What is the last thing said to thee before going to sleep at night?" NTU: "Good night" Tina: "Good night" Yo: "Good night be having" Lisa: "Have you seen my pants?" All look at Lisa. Lisa: "Hey, pick on FFF or something, haven't we overdone the "Lisa is a Slut" routine already??" Narrator: "I stick to what works." Goodknight enters the mansion. He is, in essence, a Knight of old. He would be indistinguishable from any garden variety Knight if it weren't for the fact that instead of a sword and shield, he wields a pillow and doona. He explains certain facts to the assembled LL, like when they say "Goodnight" they are actually saying "Goodknight" and summoning him to knock sleepers into R.E.M.land. FFF: "I don't believe this!! This is stupid." Goodknight wallops FFF with his enchanted pillow, sending FFF into a deeeep sleeeep. FFF: "ZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz jami jami zzzzzzz not the face zzzzzz." Donar: "See?" All: "Impressive" Place: The Nexus: Zookd still hovers in an aura of cognisance, whilst attempting to read the flow of the rivers of life. Zookd: "...Oh no....My friend!!..What have I done!???!!" Place: LL Mansion. The LL are having naptime. Donar thought it the least he could do for those he now calls family, was grant them a few hours of uninterrupted, deep, replenishing sleep. Donar walks Goodknight out the side door, unsure if NTU had rigged any more suprises. Donar: "My thanks to thee Goodknight! If e'er thou hast need of a thunderstorm, thou knowst who to call!!" Goodknight: "Thor?" Donar: "....Anyway...Goodbye!" Goodknight: "No, it's Goodkni.."SLAM!!!!! Donar walks back into the mansion. It's eerie silence comforts him. Reminds him of Emoh S'ranod. Donar: "And now...to watch the South Park Party!! 15 hours of uncut, uncensored mirth!!" A voice behind him speaks "Not just yet, Donar." Donar: "That would be another plot line left dangling, would it not?" He turns to face his old nemisis/companion. Zookd: "I must apologise for the lateness of my visit...But none of the parodies since DD#46 have featured you in a way that I could communicate." Donar: "How mean you?" Zookd: "Let's just say the closest I got was in an alternate timeline, and you were delivering pizza...among other things.." Donar: "Such as?" Zookd: "Let's just say Ausgardian Bratwurst, shall we? I come to warn you of paradoxes beyond my control, but of my doing." Donar: "Bitten off more than thou couldst chew again, did thee? Explain thyself" Zookd: "As you know, I cannot divulge details of my powers for fear of a total chronal collapse. Needless to say, time is irrelevant to me. I have, pardon the pun, all the time in the multiverse at my disposal. When I "created" Dominatrix, I actually juxtaposed Ally with an alternate form of herself from another dimension. In her dimension, Dominatrix had no-one to keep her in check and would ultimately destroy that plane of existence, and a few others. Now, that reality has a sexy lawyer, Ally, as yours does with Lisa. Bringing Dominatrix here has saved two realities." Donar: "I need to sit down..Doth "Crisis on Infinite Earths" ring any bells here, Zookd??" Zookd inhales... "Anyway...While I have saved two realities I have imperilled a third. Chronos, time's embodiment, has decided to send a second entity here to even everything out..kinda like a hiccup after a big meal." Donar : "Or as those not bereft of poetic soul wouldst say, an aftershock." Zookd: "Yeah, I like that better...aftershock.." Donar: "And why do you tell me this?" Zookd: "The paradox has a connection to you. You must be the one to correct it." Donar: "Correct?" Zookd: "You must kill the one brought over. YOU MUST KILL SEIREN!!!" MAYBE THIS WASNT A GREAT IDEA AFTER ALL!! DONAR HAS TO KILL THE ONE HE LOVES?? NOT TO MENTION YOU GUYS TRYING TO FOLLOW WHAT ZOOKD SAID IN ONE SITTING!!!! SORRY 'BOUT THE BIG WORDS SPIFFY!! Continued be me...if I dare!!