<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814</id><updated>2011-06-08T13:25:46.954+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayfaniverse ™</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-4020147919986443953</id><published>2008-10-26T00:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T04:31:28.451+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Hey guys we are too busy right now so just drop by my &lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="6"&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsciggytime.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;for updates! :)   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-4020147919986443953?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/4020147919986443953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=4020147919986443953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/4020147919986443953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/4020147919986443953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2008/10/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>lei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12963827441768442804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-4646575546181136393</id><published>2008-10-10T12:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:58:46.405+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes on Pre-eclampsia</title><content type='html'>Hi guys. Seigfred here. Just drop by &lt;a href="http://itsciggytime.blogspot.com/"&gt;my blog&lt;/a&gt; for updates regarding lei and baby lilly. I wanted to post a picture of her but she wouldn't let me. Maybe tomorrow if she's feeling pretty. 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He was again standing in a neon yellow light and there's a silhouette of a girl crying, asking him to come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wakes up... panting and sweating because of the dream. It has been hours since he left the hall of the archives and he still can't believe that the prophecy just gave him more trouble than before. it describes not one.. not two, but three supposedly heroes. one who has the key, one who's destined to be, and one who would be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only great thing about the prophecy was, it tells of a machine capable of stopping the growth of smurfers, a machine that can make the smurfers disappear. that machine is located here in the hayfaniverse, and its located somewhere inside the smurfers colony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“just great... another new problem”, grunts wavymoks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“excuse us great hero!” housebandsky prompted behind wavymoks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What do you mean the gods are on their side now? that the gods will be on their side? what do you mean by that ?” shouted kherniaxis at his visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My liege, they'll be adding the priestess knight_pinkstarr on the battlefield on their next defense on planet lowheist. and we all know what happens if any of us hurt a loyal servant of the gods...” answered by the visitor wearing a light red costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“very well, very well, the smurfers army is thankful for your help. we are very thankful to you... but before you go... would you like to..” as general kherniaxis started seducing his visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“uhmmm.. my general, as much as i want to but i need to go back before...” the visitor didn't finish her sentence, the general quickly kisses her and held her tight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm” mamamshieholic gasps, “qatarmus, i'm not even your girlfriend, would you please stop kissin.. mmmmmfff” qatarmus kisses her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two of them, qatarmus prime and mamamshieholic transferred to a more couple friendly place inside the dencinito bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i guess i'm your boyfriend right now, and you're my girl.” qatarmus winks at her lass. mamamshieholic just smiled. she knows that she's already smitten by the dashing cyborg from Qatarniverse™.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although he is totally falling for the leadmedic, cyborg qatarmus is hoping that mamashieholic has the other half of his heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other side of the bar, there's shinycoy using all his sweet talks to the chinita soldier he just met earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knight pinkstarr decided to go back to the temple, as she walks past the street she met the transporter polengport and asked him to carefully check the door locks and windows on the stable. &lt;br /&gt;“it looks like that there's a sandstorm forming from the west. i don't want any of the animals to be afraid when it reaches them”&lt;br /&gt;“it wouldn't be a problem, high priestess” polengport replied and he quickly teleported inside the stables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hmmmm everything seems clear here, all doors locked and windows closed, ventilation system is ok. good.” polengport talks to himself as he goes around and check the whole stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polengport is half human/half machine, his upper torso forms his human part and his lower half is a two wheel moving vehicle. the two wheel enables him to move faster on land and flat surfaces, on rough terrains, he normally uses his powers of teleportation. No one knows why he chooses this kind of lower body. No one even knew if he's really an amputee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as he reaches the end of the stables he heard someone pop from behind. being the jhustinites main teleporter, he is certainly familiar with that audible popping sound everytime someone or something's been teleported. He quickly teleports toward the sound. and he saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“who are you? and what are you doing here?” demanded polengport as he saw a lady in light red gown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“huh... oh.. me, i'm the pink heartt™, i'm one of the head priestess helpers here in the stables.” replied the female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“really? i've been here for a while, and i'm pretty sure i was alone earlier. and what is that popping sound? are you a teleporter?” polengport slowly points his guns towards Pink heartt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sir, i'm really sorry if you didn't see me earlier. i'm taking a nap near the office. that popping sound came from that plastic door” as she points behind polengport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“don't move...i'll check it out.” slowly, polengport rolls towards the plastic door, opens it and closes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“pommmpppp” the door pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convinced, our teleporter lower his guns and smiled on the lady. “i'm sorry my lady, i need to be careful. we all know what happened when the_bullette was here.” polengport bows down at pink heartt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“no harm done, jhustinites handsome teleporter, you are just doing your job.” replied pink heartt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polengport smiled when he heard the word handsome from the lady. “my fair lass, how can i be handsome? look at me i'm half machine half human.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly pink heartt approaches the teleporter. she's the most beautiful woman polengport has ever seen in his entire life. that light red transparent gown's revealing her body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“you are handsome my teleporter”. as she slowly kisses his lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polengport answered back. the kiss was so passionate, so sensual that he starts removing pink heartt's clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pink heartt stops him. “this won't work my teleporter, you're on two wheels.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polengport smiled, “no worries my lady, i can do this trick, but only for a while.” polengport clicks a button, and his legs appear and quickly mounted off his wheel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“where were we?” polengport smiles at pinkheartt and they kissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside, the sandstorm arrived, blowing, howling loads of sand and dust masking the moans of passion inside the stables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside liwanagrace's room, she's preparing for her first lead role on the war tomorrow. she misses wavymoks uncanny humour of making each battle as funny as possible. she was smiling while she reminisce the good times that they spent together fighting side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'knock knock' someone knocks at her door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quickly liwanagrace opened the door, bomber is outside smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“yes mr. morran, what seems to be the problem?” liwanagrace obviously irritated because of the sudden distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i'm sorry general, but i wanted to give you this.” bomber morran shows the flowers he is carrying and gives it to liwanagrace. “moonflowers for you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liwanagrace can't hide her smile when she saw the flowers. “moonflowers, my favorite!!  but what's the occassion?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“nothing much, i guess because you smiled at me today.” bomber smartly replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ha ha ha ha! thank you bomber.” as liwanagrace hugs the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i'll be leaving now ma'am. have a great day.” bomber quickly turned around with a smile in his face. that 5d book he's reading actually works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-116608248939292065?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/116608248939292065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=116608248939292065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/116608248939292065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/116608248939292065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/12/sandstorm-unedited-version.html' title='-Sandstorm-  (unedited version)'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-116194199267959034</id><published>2006-10-27T16:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:39:52.700+07:00</updated><title type='text'>simultaneous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;weeks have passed after the so-called death of wavymoks, and both the alliance and the smurfers are planning their next assault on each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;meanwhile in planet thoracolumbariosis, wavymoks studies and analyzes the prophecy of the gods about the union of the light goddess and the adopted hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"ok, so what you trying to tell me is, i need to use this spear as the key to open up the hidden vault where the original prophecy and secrets about the hayfaniverse hero are hidden?" wavymoks asks housebandsky and luciouslegdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"it is written...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the hero will come who is the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to open the archive dome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;for the archivers to see", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;housebandsky sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"so come on young hero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;insert that spear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so what was hidden before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;shall now appear", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;luciouslegdrop then recites .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"ok very well then, let's give this a try. spear, change into a big key, but goodness, where the hell will i insert this key...? there's no key hole... i mean, there's no small key hole for a key, all this door has is a big round hole in the middle and two small holes near the big hole." asks wavymoks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"haven't you learned anything from your stay here? if there's a hole, insert something!!" housebandsky frantically shouts at wavymoks in a singsong voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"the hole's too big for my spear!!!", wavymoks retorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"listen up yo, my golly!! if the hole's too big, then increase your spear's girth!! (spear's girth, girth girth with a g-i-r-t-h!) not every hole knows PC!!! (yo yo yo)", housebandsky raps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"what's a PC?", wavymoks innocently asks, as if not knowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"never mind that, just make your spear sturdier!!!", housebandsky impatiently replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"ok ok, goodness... spear... be sturdier!!", wavymoks commands. as the spear adjusts to the right girth, wavy moks tries to insert it at the so-called key hole. "ampness, it's not working! maybe if i insert and then remove it faster..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"harder harder!!" shouts the muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"yeah yeah... goodness! harder ok" our hero continues to thrust the key to the so-called key hole faster and harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"unnhhh...ahhh.. unnnhh. ahhh. .hah hah hah.. unnhh.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"what the hell is that sound? is this door saying something?" wavymoks puts his ear at the door, and to his shock and amazement, he was drawn to watch housebandsky and lusciouslegdrop sensually caressing each other's body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"goodness!! you two!! will you try to concentrate on the task at hand?! quit fooling around!! i don't think that the spear is the key." wavymoks tells the bard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"ooppsss.. hehehe, sorry my friend, we got carried away with that thrusting motion" the bard sheepishly explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"wait a minute, do i have the key or i am the key?" wavymoks carefully studies the keyhole and touches his hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"it is written...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the hero will come who is the key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;to open the archive dome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;for the archivers to see", &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;housebandsky repeats the verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"that's it!! i am the key! i'll just put my head in here and both of my hands in here.." as the hero inserts his arms and head in the key hole, the door clicks and the vault opens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"hahahahaha, it worked!! come on strong bard help me push this door open." our hero requests the bard to help him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as they open the door, a great light envelops the three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;a sweet love song plays and the cyborg hero known as qatarmus walks bravely towards the beautiful lead medic, mamamshieholic. everything seems to stop moving except of course for shinycoy and the chinita lass who are dancing as if they're the only people in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"excuse me miss, mind if i ask your name and also... hmm... dance with you....?" qatarmus nervously asks mamamshieholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the lead medic looks back waving her hair into a fashion that can melt even the most frozen heart, smiles and looks at the dashing cyborg who's asking her name. "yes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;at that moment the cyborg hero's heart jumps with joy and in a swift motion, he bravely stoops down to meet the lead medics' gaze and kisses her. a kiss that the lead medic welcomes with buckling knees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it lasted for five seconds, no, more than 10 seconds, but for the two it seems like eternity. they stop when the crowd starts cheering and howling. with her face blushing, mamamshieholic, says "you're asking me to dance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"yes miss... may i?" replies qatarmus, feeling throbs all over his half-human body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"you already kissed me, so why not. i'm mamamshieholic by the way. and these are my friends, ishmolba and ronniebro.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"hi...mamamshieholic, i'm qatarmus prime. ladies if you'll excuse us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the two starts dancing on the dance floor. hearts beating as if they're one. it was a feeling that the cyborg hero never felt before. a feeling that is at the same time foreign to the lead medic. on one corner while chatting with the chinita soldier, shinycoy is smirking, while contemplating on the future of his precious locks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"knight pinkstar!! knight pinkstar!! where are you??" liwanagrace shouts at the stables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"i'm here!! i'm cleaning my horse", replies pinkstar, "who's there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"it is me, liwanagrace, i have come to tell you the good news about your request." she remarks as she walks towards the knight priestess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"my request?" pinkstar asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"yes your request to finally go into the battlefield."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"i am honored, general, at last i can show those smurfers that i'm not only good inside the infirmary but a powerful force on the battle field, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"i'm glad that you haven't changed your mind about your plan. the alliance needs your healing aura and your uncanny way of leadership on the field. prepare your armor and we'll be transporting in a week." liwanagrace briefs pinkstar before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"hear that pinkhorse? we're going to the battlefield next week!! i'll proceed to the armory and prepare our things." pinkstar whispers to her horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;as the knight priestess leaves the stables, the pink horse flicks her eyes as if scared of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;meanwhile inside bomber morran's room, he browses his archives and searches for his latest text communication with wavymoks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;wavymoks and bomber moran were previously text communication buddies before the lucky hero died at Remoth Bondith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"here it is, dated eons ago. finally i found it and here wavymoks says... i'm sending you the first copy of my book, the beginners' guide for flirting with strong women. by lucky wavymoks so you can use it for... he sent me this book ages ago, where did i hide it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;and he starts searching for the 5d book inside his 5d drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"hahaha, here it is, i thought i won't be needing you. here it is.. chapter one, gathering information about your target woman." bomber morran smiles as he reads the book and memorizes it by heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;***********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;inside baby boomer's pad, he contemplates on what he just did to his colleague the_bullette. he certainly must learn to control his anger. that sudden burst of emotion might kill someone important to their cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;he walks around his room thinking, breathing heavily, relaxing his self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"i know what can cool me down" he searches through his multiple locked drawers and brings out the picture of... his long time crush... general liwanagrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-116194199267959034?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/116194199267959034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=116194199267959034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/116194199267959034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/116194199267959034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/10/simultaneous.html' title='simultaneous'/><author><name>lei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12963827441768442804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-116175016460664688</id><published>2006-10-25T11:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T11:22:44.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the general's folly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;95 million, seven hundred thirty-two thousand and three light years away from the alliance base, floating through the void of space with no exact location or direction, like a bubble, lies the secret base of the lead smurfers' general, kherniaxis. only the smurfers' heroes, generals and officials are inside the Lanainess, general kherniaxis' private bar/pub/girl mecca. everyone of them are in a jolly mood celebrating the death of the smurfers' number one thorn, wavymoks. the generals are so confident with their next attack that they allowed the regular puny weasleynaughts to plan their next mission against the alliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;inside the Lanainess, the winning general is sitting with four gorgeous girls and two transvestites from different universes while enjoying the booze and the food. beside him is the_bullette, with two lovely white chicks while baby boomer is contemplating in one corner drinking his liquor. almost all the officers has two partners flanking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"let us celebrate the death of wavymoks!! and our near victory with this ongoing war!!!! hail the smurfers!!! let us celebrate the death of wavymoks!! and our near victory with this ongoing war!!!! hail the smurfers!!! our near victory with this ongoing war!!! hail the smurfers!!! let us celebrate the death of wavymoks!!! today, we are celebrating the death of wavymoks, and let us hail the smurfers!!! we are going to win this war!!!" kherniaxis shouts in a drunken stupor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"long live the smurfers!!! long live our general!!!" shouts the other officials while raising their glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a smurf official approaches the triumphant general and congratulates him for his latest success. kherniaxis smiles at him, clapa his hands and out of nowhere two equally lovely females hugs the official and quickly stabs him at his back, immediately ending the life of the poor official. the music stops and everyone stares at the lifeless body of the smurfer official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"no one has the right to kiss my ass!!! i don't need you to praise me or adore me, i want you to kill for me!! to fight for me!! to win for me!!! does everybody understand? i don't need praises or adoration! i need dead bodies from the alliance! i need you to win for me, not to kiss my ass. i hope that i am making myself clear!" kherniaxis yells on top of his lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"guard, clean this mess!! and let's continue the party!!!!", he shouts to the nearest sentinels. the music resumes and everyone continues what are they doing as if nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"hey bullette, that invisible female warrior really has the hots for you... what the hell happened between you two?" baby boomer asks the_bullette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"it doesn't matter what happened between us, the important thing is we can use that anger to our advantage." the bullette calmly replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"awwww come on man... i've never seen a female so mad and angry, even matching the greatest berserker from the smurfers. what happened?" baby boomer insists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"i don't want to talk about it." the_bullette stands up and walks away with the two white chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"don't you dare turn your back on me... i'm talking to you!!!" angrily shouts baby_boomer as he throws a psychic poisoned boomerang to the_bullette. the latter falls down and boomer quickly jumps at him and continues to punch him while shouting, "why did you turn your back on me??!! don't you think i'm great enough ??!! ha??! ha??!! damn you bullette!!! i could have killed that pesky bomber morran if kherniaxis didn't stop me. i have the right to be heard!!! i have the right to ask questions!!! damn you!! damn you!! don't you ever turn your back on me!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"stop this fighting!!!", kherniaxis quickly grabs baby boomer and throws him on the other side of the room. smurfer medics quickly approach the_bullette to inject him with the antidote for the poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"why the hell did you attack the_bullette??!!!" kherniaxis asks baby boomer.&lt;br /&gt;baby boomer, obviously shaken by the throw, instantly mutters, "i'm... i'm sorry general, i got carried away... it's... it's all my fault. i don't know what came over me, it.. it just .. made me angry. i don't know what happened. i'm really sorry general kherniaxis... i'm... i'm... really sorry the_bullette... please.. forgive me.." baby boomer replies, and shocked when he realized he almost killed his colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the_bullette weakly stands up, with the help of the smurfer medics, looks at boomer and says, "no problem, it's over, i prefer not to talk about it, is all." and he exits the room with the help of the medics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;suddenly the main door opens and a young smurfer quickly shouts "general!! general kherniaxis, private audio-video-olfactory call for you... it's your wife!!"&lt;br /&gt;a private audio-video-olfactory call is a real time communication method from someone across the universe who wants to talk to any being anywhere. normally the receiver of the call is the only one who can see, hear, or feel the caller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"damn it!!" kherniaxis curses, as he runs towards the water closet. "stop the music and shut your mouths!!" kherniaxis warns the smurfers as he answers his wife's call, forgetting to turn off the mic he's carrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"hmmm...hi loveydoveypoo, hmm.. yes, i'm with the other generals... yes loveydoveypoo, we're all busy here. yes i know. i'm sorry i can't tell you where we are right now, our communication might be intercepted.. yes loveydoveypoo, we don't have any party here, we are seriously planning... yes.. i do.. i do.. ok... loveydoveypoo... bye." kherniaxis tries his best to charm his wife to believe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;after the call he goes out and sees most of the officers smirking. "damn!!! alright!! turn off all incoming communications for me!!! bring back the music!! let's party!!!" kherniaxis shouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;meanwhile, on the other side of the room a light rosy silhouette of a woman watches everything that is happening... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-116175016460664688?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/116175016460664688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=116175016460664688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/116175016460664688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/116175016460664688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/10/generals-folly.html' title='the general&apos;s folly'/><author><name>lei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12963827441768442804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115984913428501542</id><published>2006-10-03T11:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T11:18:54.303+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The General's Decision</title><content type='html'>Part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dencinito bar™, a subsidiary of the Dencinio Universe, is the ultimate bar for anyone, alien or entity. everything is here, from beer to whiskey, soft jazz to loud heavy music. the long and elegant bar is divided into numerous portions, each segment dedicated to different individuals' taste and preference for goodtime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while normally loud and gay, this time, the heroes are not in their usual merry mood.  they are all huddled in one corner of the bar, with somber expressions on their faces. it is a sad day... to top a really heartrending  week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“to our beloved and respected wavymoks, our lucky charm in every battle...” shouts qatarmus standing near the bar, as he raises his mug. “to wavymoks”, everyone raises their glass and drinks their liquor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much desolation can be felt, for they know how the future battles will probably look like. they are greatly outnumbered by the smurfers, with a 1 to 10000 ratio, and the smurfers are rapidly and steadily gaining force by number with each planet they conquer. artillery-wise the alliance technology used to be far better than the smurfers, that is, before the great spy the_bullette stole most of the blueprints of their latest weaponry gadgets. and most important of all, they lost their lucky charm. wavymoks' uncanny aura to bring luck to the troops makes him their best offensive and defensive weapon on and off the field --- smurfers' cloning machines just stopped working, heat seeking missiles missing their targets, even blind jhustinites can go to battle and kill a dozen or more smurfers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qatarmus prime, realizing the alliance's dire need of a new leader, stands up and shouts “jhustinites!! fellow heroes!! what the hell are you thinking? do you think that we won’t have a chance on the next battle? do you believe that it is better to just surrender and die and let the smurfers rule this universe? we just lost a battle but not the war. if we continue to unite against the menace, if we continue to fight with all our hearts, if we strive for glory for our future, we still have the chance to win this war. what will your fallen brothers tell you if you quit now? imagine fallen heroes shaking their hands from the netherworld...” he pauses and looks around, “i for one will not stop fighting until i exhaust all my battery cells, i will fight for this universe... so who’s with me??“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“we!! harrrrrr !! we’ll fight for the alliance!!! for our survival!!” shouts the jhustinites and the other heroes. after the speech, a sudden change of mood can be felt inside the bar, though still mourning, the jhustinites were no longer worried about their future, they are prepared to fight and win to end this ongoing war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“nice speech bok, glad you isnpired them, it gives them hope.” whispers shinycoy beside qatarmus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Give THEM hope? how about you bok?” replies qatarmus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hah, me, bok, this war is nearing its end, unless our generals can find a way to stop the vanessilium and destroy all the cloning devices of the smurfers, we are dead meat... and metal.” shinycoy gulps down his beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“my friend, i for one believe that i’ll survive this war. i won’t stop breathing until i see the woman who holds the other half of my heart. so until that time, i ask you to stay with me. you’ll definitely survive.” qatarmus strikes back at shinycoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, back at the alliance main headquarters, general liwanagrace meets with the other generals about their next defense with the smurfers. with her, as always and of course, is bomber morran, fully recovered from the past incident with the chronoblaster from baby_boomer. the generals from different galaxies are viewing liwanagrace using a 5 dimensional audio-video-olfactory-kinetic-gustatory modality enhanced extra-terrestrial distance conference system. the heroine shows the other generals, their, the jhustinites' next strategy for defense on planet LowHeist™ main defense base of the alliance at galaxy Bonadventurian™. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“general liwanagrace, are you sure that your jhustinites can help my galaxy in defending those smurfers?” asks the general from galaxy Bonadventurian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sir, with this fool-proof plan,” as she points out the advanced 5d diagram of their defense formation, “i can guarantee the success of our campaign. not only do we destroy their main ship, but we can also possibly eliminate the smurfers' star general.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“but your formation... i think i’m missing something, who will be positioned at the helm now that wavymoks is considered dead?” asks another general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“sir, i will take the helm.”, liwanagrace declares, while bomber morran looks at her in shock,” and i’ll be promoting knight pinkstar into the field, we need lead heroes in the battle. her healing aura can greatly help the medics in this battle.” replies liwanagrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“very well, general liwanagrace, i’ll be sending your troops' supplies and armory next week in preparation for your defense of planet LowHeist. good day and good luck.” as the general from galaxy Bonadventurian shuts down the communicator connection and the conference adjourns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“what the hell are you thinking being the lead warrior on the next battle? you can get killed!!!” shouts bomber as he grabs liwanagrace by the arm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“let go of my hand hero” as she shakes her arm to break free against bomber's hold,” i am still the head general of this army, and my command and decision is final.” angrily retorts liwanagrace, nostrils flaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“but general, think of this, your powers are all offense, you have no defense whatsoever. we are always playing defense against the smurfers. who will protect you there at the battle? you can’t ask the medics to shield you every time.” pleads bomber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“it’s the medics' job to heal the weak and the injured... i am not injured and definitely not weak. i don’t need them, but a reliable defense shield will be a necessity for our troops. so you better get yourself ready by next week, you’ll be supporting my attack. we need all the manpower we can get.” she concludes the conversation and walks past bomber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i am always ready...” bomber whispers to himself and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back at the dencinito bar, while most are starting to get drunk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ey bok, mind you man, what will you do if you find your heart’s other half?” shinycoy asks qatarmus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“i’ll marry her.” qatarmus replies without blinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“marry her? ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!! you don’t even know that lady and you’re planning to marry her?? and what makes you say that she’ll be glad to marry you?” shinycoy laughs aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“my friend, any being who is willing to give you half their heart for nothing in return is worth loving by any means possible.” qatarmus replies with a giddy smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“hah! women, look at me bok, see what happened to me. curse those women! i vowed i will never talk to any woman again.” shinycoy proudly shouts. suddenly a lovely chinita soldier passes by, and shinycoy quickly follows her and with a lazy drawl, smugly declares, “hi sexy, how are you doin? mind if I touch your fingers?” shinycoy coyly flirts with the female soldier and leaves qatarmus shaking his head and smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a loud "BANG!", the door bursts open, and everyone stops at a standstill, and looks at the newly arrived guests, the medics. mamamshieholic, woniebro and ishmolba terebol, not wearing their usual bloody uniforms, march in, hips swaying from side to side. they are, qatarmus thinks, simply breathtaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“is this table taken?” mamamshieholic asks the nearest guy on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“no madam, its all yours” nervously replies a young jhustinite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“thanks. hey, waiter, I want to order ....” woniebro calls the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the other end of the bar, qatarmus prime's gaze was still locked on mamamshieholic, and his heart starts to palpitate, faster and faster, since he first set his sights on her. this kind of feeling is quite foreign to our cyborg hero. he continues to stare at her and everything in his world seems to have stopped, as if they are the only two persons in the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“damn, that’s the most beautiful lady i’ve ever seen, where is she hiding all this time? the hair, the way she smiles, her eyes, her lips, i am intoxicated by her mere sight. i never knew she can look that pretty without her armor and usual blood stains.” qatarmus whispers to himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unexpectedly, the bar suddenly plays sweet slow music and qatarmus sees that shinycoy is already dancing with the young chinita soldier. he stands up, bravely walks the aisle, and proceeds to ask mamamshieholic to dance with him…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115984913428501542?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115984913428501542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115984913428501542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115984913428501542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115984913428501542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/10/generals-decision.html' title='The General&apos;s Decision'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115865619915900011</id><published>2006-09-19T15:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T16:04:40.523+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams and nightmares...</title><content type='html'>dreams are slippery things... fragments of the subconscious mind, or maybe one's past or future self. if one would only pay close attention to dreams, who knows what kinds of cryptic revelations and otherworldly knowledge they would reveal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;an unimaginably bright green-yellowish light ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;--- that's all he sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;he stands up, naked, the strange light covers his body. "this is utterly fascinating", he thinks. and suddenly he sees her, a sad girl, calling his name... asking him to come back... she's waiting for him. he falls down.. and starts crying, he can't remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;an unimaginably dark black-reddish light ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;--- that's all he sees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;he stands up, naked, the strange darkness isolates him. "i feel very cold and alone", he thinks. and suddenly, an ear shattering explosion resonates...he hears someone shout the most soul-chilling shriek he has ever heard... he falls down, shaking, terrified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;he sees the spear protruding out from the platform... he pulls it out.. and then everything goes blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;he sees the spear protruding out from the platform... someone pulls it out.. and then he feels this excruciating pain within his body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;he wakes up in a ship.. a pirate ship. they're fighting... they're winning... and then.. an explosion... he blacks out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;he wakes up in a ship.. with another being...that ugly being attacks him.. he dashes out... suprisingly... with the attacks.. he's not hurt. and then an explosion.. they black out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GENERAL !!!", bomber morran wakes up, he feels his whole body aching. "it must be the blast from that boomer smurfer guy". he timidly tries to stand, but the quick graceful healing hands of the priestesses stop him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"not now, bomber, you need to rest, it will take a couple of days before you can fully recover. we, the priestesses will make sure that everything is going to be fine." says knight pinkstar calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where's the general? is she alright?", panics bomber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes she is, bomber. she's now preparing for the next defense of the alliance, you've been asleep for almost three days", explains pinkstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"really? three days huh. i'm glad i didn't fail to protect her.", boasts bomber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes bomber, you may have successfully protected our general, but we lost one great hero. rest now, and gather your strength, the battlefield will need you soon." pinkstar walks to attend to the other jhustinites who need healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five hundred and one fuschia light years away, on planet thoracolumbariosis, our hero, wavymoks, opens his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iiggghhhkksss... huh... i'm alive" he touches his head, his shoulders, his body. "i'm alive!! nyahahahahah!! that moronic general missed!! goodness! goodness! nyahahahahaha!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"nnggghhh"&lt;/span&gt;.. an erotic moan comes from somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what is that sound...? and where am i? what are these strange caricatures on the walls...? ooohhh... bad headache." as he collapses again on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wavymoks looks to his right.. and there's this beautiful lady glistening with glittery sweat... she murmurs and drones on sexily, as if she's in ecstacy.. or consumed ultimately by a supreme being. wavymoks can see only half of her body. she opens her eyes lazily and looks seductively&lt;br /&gt;at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"aaahhhh our hero has awakened,&lt;br /&gt;for luck is his charm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the scrolls, it is written   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that nothing can give him harmmmhhhhh"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hah hah...we've been waiting&lt;br /&gt;the prophecy foretold  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a being will come down falling  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the secret key he holds.. unngghh"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm.. excuse me my vivacious, sexy lady, but what are you talking about? and why are you acting like that... and what do you mean WE?? who's with you?" wavymoks says as he tries to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ngggggghhhh..." &lt;/span&gt;the lady bites her luscious berry-red lips and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"we... young man,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the great bard protector &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the muse woman.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whom i adore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a well-built muscular man, wearing an apron, suddenly appears from below, as he wipes his face and smiles to the hero. the lady muse then stands up, fixes herself.. and flashes a satisfied smile to the bard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"welcome, welcome, don't be shy,&lt;br /&gt;to the hall of prophecy and archives,&lt;br /&gt;i'm the bard, husbandsky...&lt;br /&gt;and she's luciouslegdrop my wife"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hall of prophecy? where exactly am i? and where's my spear? how the hell did i survive that blast? and please.. stop sensually touching each other.", wavymoks replies, as he thinks of his pretty general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bard clears his throat and the muse readies herself, for they start to speak the language of prose and lyric poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"prophecy, place, spear, blast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;questions will be answered &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;but for now just relax,  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;and allow us to be heard"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tis planet thoracolumbariosis&lt;br /&gt;the globe of prophecy and archive &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;our existence is to assist &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;the hero destined to arrive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a hero whose clouded past&lt;br /&gt;shrouds mystery to all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;yet he comes, at last &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;for his memory to be recalled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"he will survive out of luck&lt;br /&gt;the key he holds saves from harm &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;teleports him though stuck &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;"&gt;like he lost an arm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; "what do you mean the key i hold? and it loses an arm? do keys have arms? and wow, you two know how to rhyme! goodness, goodness!" wavymoks interrupts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ohh..duh, we're just reading the dummy board behind you.",&lt;/em&gt; the bard sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sssshhh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon you'll see... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon you'll know... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for now,  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleep, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and may the gods &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bestow their &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;greatness onto you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they break out into a soft melodious lullabye to calm the inquisitive hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he dreams again --- there's a woman in front of him, bright lights cover her. he can't see her face, she calls him. lights flash as they hold hands... and then suddenly, darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he dreams again --- there's a woman in front of him, bright lights cover her. he can't see her face, she asks him to come back. lights flash as they hold hands... and then suddenly, darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115865619915900011?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115865619915900011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115865619915900011&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115865619915900011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115865619915900011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/09/dreams-and-nightmares.html' title='dreams and nightmares...'/><author><name>lei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12963827441768442804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115838178999170482</id><published>2006-09-16T11:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:43:09.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Character Sketch -- Wavymoks™</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2676/883/1600/wavymoks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2676/883/320/wavymoks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;art by orangejooz™...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115838178999170482?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115838178999170482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115838178999170482&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115838178999170482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115838178999170482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/09/character-sketch-wavymoks.html' title='Character Sketch -- Wavymoks™'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115822541968791240</id><published>2006-09-14T16:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:24:37.356+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of Remoth Bondith (book version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;our story takes place in an accessible multiverse called Hayfaniverse, beside the constellation OxDotPeeEytch, one click away from PheelmusCrowdus, where gutter vomit can be found... in the gutter and everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;in Hayfaniverse rests a swiftly moving psychedelically-colored planetary body... planet Remoth Bondith, named after a weird alien technology developed to straighten the surface of the planet, is characterized by a flat, unrolling, boring, uncrimped and dull terrain. it is on this land that a great battle between the Light and Dark Alliance and the Smurfers Army is being waged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;this epic saga unfolds with war. on a particularly smoother desert, the two armies face each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;a flying unats-eagle overhead sees that the innumerable soldiers of the Smurfers Army is marching towards the Alliance's outpost. at the center of the moving army, is a strange silver ship, which seems... loading up energy. at the other end, the Alliance soldiers are getting ready to face their foe. their throng is well-organized, and grouped by batallions and companies. behind them is their artillery, manned by a silver-colored entity. and on the left is a helipad... oooopppss... that's not a helipad, it's another being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;the ice-blue stars and Remoth Bondith's three puke-purple and two acid green moons can be seen that night. on ground level, dust and smoke can be seen. and above, illuminating the battleground are floating earwax-yellow strobe lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Blllaaaammmm!!! zzzzzttt!! KaPPPooowwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;laser shots and missiles are flying everywhere, blood and fuel cells are in the air, and the Alliance's heroes are putting up a good fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"ohhh yeah, this is fun. spear, transform to gattling gun!", shouts WavyMoks, as his spear transforms and starts rattling, killing most of the frontline weasleynaughts. the Great Spear of Poking, wavymoks' main weapon can transform into any shape that he can imagine. But during this transformation, it loses its unique ability to protect wavymoks from attacks, thus he also carries his near invulnerable Car Hood shield, to protect him during the interim. "darkzee, cover the left plank, shinycoy on the right, and qatarmus, we need more artillery attacks 40 degrees north by north east, mamamshieholics, need immediate help on delta company, and bomber, stay in front of that pretty hot chick general lewi.", he shouts commands to everyone, and lasciviously winks to LiwanaGrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"quit yapping wavymoks!! and don't call me lewi!! I'm still your lead commander here!"  LiwanaGrace, the beautiful but deadly general of the the alliance army, smartly retorts, as she blasts a weasleynaught behind wavymoks, almost hitting his ear. "watch your back guys!! polengport.. teleport all the seriously injured jhustinites at the infirmary, and mamamshieholic, bring your friends here we need serious help on the injured!!", she commands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;just then, qatarmus prime, keeper and provider of artillery and ammunition affirms, "copy that wavy, 40 degrees north by north east", as clicking sounds "tsikukokokokokoko" can be heard. "I NEED MISSILES!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;bomber morran, shield and protector, meanwhile shouts "done" over the defeaning roar of the explosions as he moves to cover their general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"heyy!! watch that crazy goggles of yours, you almost hit me!!" still touching his ear. "by the way can you do that again, that angry-concerned look, you look absolutely fabulous sugar", he says to liwanagrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;just then, darkzee shouts "wavyyyy!!! i need some help here!! stop flirting with the boss!!" as she whacks her way thru the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"woniebro!! ishmolba!! get your asses in here, we need immediate med backup !!! polengport!! bring the seriously injured ones at the infirmary!!", mamamshieholic drunkenly slurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wavymoks focuses the gattling gun on the left plank and says, "this is too easy, is this the best these smurfers can give??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;meanwhile, darkzee's invisibility enables her to hack her way through enemy field, as her costume's power works only at night. as wavymoks continues to fire his way on the enemy flanks, along with the artillery support from qatarmus prime, with liwanagrace organizing the jhustinites, and with bomber morran protecting the weak flanks, with the help of medics and their teleporter, the alliance is winning the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;on the smurfers' side, General Kherniaxis seems to be just fine, unrattled with the onslaught of the alliance heroes. General Kherniaxis, smurfers priced recruit, is the mastermind of this assault against the alliance. feared by men, and unwanted by women, his uncanny approach to any battle makes him a near unbeatable leader. his henchman, The_bullette or the great spy and Baby_boomer, the psychic poison attacker provides him with superb knowledge on the battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"foolish heroes. send more Weasleynaughts at the battle field! we're going to wear them out first before we attack. and send The_Bullette on the right side, to meet that invisible thingy warrior", Kherniaxis devillishly mutters, and follows it with wicked laughter. "how old are you again baby?", he says as he grabs the butt of one female soldier near him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"roger that sir, that invisible thingy is darkzee, i know what do to sir.", The_Bullette confidently says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;just then wavymoks saw 10 new flanks of weasleynaughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wavymoks shouts, "damn !!! when will they run out of these footies?!! Spear, change to Gattling gun, quadruple barrel mode!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;in an instant, The_bullette appears on the left plank, behind the weasleynaughts, and beside him is baby_boomer, waiting for darkzee to attack. Then darkzee sees her previous lover, and goes berserk, killing, hacking anyone who comes near her as she moves forward to the_bullette. As the blood of her victims envelops her, she loses her invisibility advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Liwanagrace, seeing what's happening shouts, "DARKZEE !!! STOP!! IT'S A TRAP!! FALL BACK!! FALL BACK!! Wavymoks!! help darkzee !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"shit !!! bomber morran, move towards the middle, i'll cover the left plank.. POLENGPORT !!!! get darkzee out of there !!! ASAP !! ", wavymoks immediately responds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;bomber morran whines, "but what about the general, she needs protection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;polengport then complains, "are you nuts??!! i'll be shredded into pieces if i teleport near her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"spear!! transform to sniper canon!!, polengport, i'll hit her weapon and you teleport her as soon as I hit her, understood?!! BOMBER!! for fuck's sake!! protect the middle flank!! ", wavymoks shouts, as he moves swiftly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;darkzee continues to attack the weasleynaughts, as the_bullette and baby_boomer smile evilly, preparing for the kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Damn you bullettee!!!!! i'll kill you!!! aaaarrrrhhhhh!!!", darkzee shouts, along with the piercing pain in her heart at the sight of her former lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;kkkzzzzzzztttt kabbbloooommm!!! wavymoks hits the quadruple blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;zzzrrrnnnggttt... pop !! polengport quickly teleports darkzee out of the battlefield and confines her inside the infirmary jail, an elongated room with unbreakable pink steel bars, designed specifically by the high priestess, knight pinkstar. inside these steelbars, any being loses his powers and their weapons' capability, with the exception of the teleporter. for there is no escape in this jail, unless you're teleported out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"aaaahhh!! eeeeeeehhh!!! why did you stop me?!! get me out of here!!!!!", darkzee screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"stay here, you are unfit to fight again. you need to calm down.", knight pinkstar struggles to hold her down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;back at the battle field, wavymoks quickly raises his carhood shield, as he waits for his spear to transform back to the quadruple barrel gattling gun. he was suprised to see that the middle flank is almost depleted due to the attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"shit!! where the hell is bomber?!!! i fuckin told you to stay at the middle!!", wavymoks shouts, enraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;bomber morran replies in a shrill voice, "i need to be here, beside the general liwanagrace, the smurfers focus their attack here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wavymoks, furious at bomber, shouts, "are you blind??!! the middle flank's depleted. go back here with me, and help me protect the injured ones!! mamamshieholic!!! i need immediate med backup here at the middle flank!! now!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;liwanagrace, sensing a heated fight brewing between bomber and wavymoks, takes charge and commands, "go and protect the middle flank bomber, i don't need your protection here, i can take care of myself, the jhustinites need you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;meanwhile qatarmus prime's voice is heard over the radio, "wavy!! do you need fire power on the middle flank??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"thanks qatarmus, glad that you're here, do proceed to protect the left flank, darkzee just lost her cool after seeing that traitor!! " wavymoks replies as he continues to focus his gattling gun against the weasleynaughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;qatarmus prime answers, "consider it done! battle mode transform!!" tsikukokokokokoko.&lt;br /&gt;At the smurfers' side, general kherniaxis is smiling, his plan worked, one hero at a time. As he wears back his clothes and leaves the crying female soldier in one corner, he orders to launch their secret weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;kherniaxis commands, "Baby_boomer, launch your secret weapon... the_bullette, get back here, and i'll go out and ride my Vanessilium, it's time to remove that pesky wavy hero out of here."&lt;br /&gt;"Mwaahahahahahah!! Finally, I get to kill some hero.", baby_boomer evilly laughs.&lt;br /&gt;the_bullette then says, "roger sir, i'm on my way back, do you want me to send another ten flanks of weasleynaughts sir? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"very smart... yes.. but not just ten, send thirty flanks, it is time.", as kherniaxis moves fast.&lt;br /&gt;bbbbbrrrooooommmmmmm.... wwzzzzzssshhhhttt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"what the hell is that sound??", wavymoks wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"look at the right flank... see that light?", as liwanagrace becomes increasingly alarmed and wary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;qatarmus prime warns the troops, "prepare for anything guys... jhustinites on me..focus all your attack on the righ...no.. shit. left side!! thirty flanks here!! fire at will!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wavymoks prepares the Alliance fighters, and shouts commands at them, "shinycoy!! proceed to the left flank, i'll protect the right. are the smurfers enjoying a light show?? pretty-lewi, do move at the middle flank, and let the medics protect you, bomber follow me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;liwanagrace rolls her eyes, and says, "geezz wavymoks, your sweet talking can't win wars you know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wavymoks winks at her and replies, "aahh... but sugar, my record's 4,063 and 0... it can, it certainly can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;bomber morran slowly walks to follow wavy moks, and liwanagrace quickly summons the medics at her side in the middle flank, they brace themselves against what the smurfers are brewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;the_bullette screams thuderously, "footies!! focus your fire at wavymoks!! now!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;meanwhile, from the dazzling array of light, emerges the Vanessilium... ready to shoot her main weapon, the chronoblaster™, capable of killing 1000 jhustinites in one shot. below the ship, bomber_morran carries the same weapon and is ready to shoot his mortal enemy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;bomber_morran who is currently in front of liwanagrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"that's our weapon!! they made one!!", liwanagrace remarks incredulously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;then wavymoks jumps up and floats in the air. "say goodbye to your ship kherniaxis... spear, transform to photon canon 1000, it's poking time!!! bomber_morran, protect me while i wait for my spear to transform!! hurry!!! my car hood shield can't take all this fire power from the weasleynaughts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;qatarmus prime says in a sad voice, "i'm sorry general liwanagrace, but they have two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;wavymoks moves and bravely shouts, "bomber_morran!!! COVER ME !!! NOW!!!!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Baby Boomer fires his chronoblaster the same time as the Vanessilium did, targeting bomber_morran. the vanessilium on the other hand fires at wavymoks, whose spear is still transforming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;bomber morran, thinking that general liwanagrace is the target, quickly covers liwanagrace with his body, and absorbs one hundred percent of the shot. "NOOOOO!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;The vanessilium fires at wavymoks. Everyone is blinded by the superb fire power of the two chronoblasters. the blast lasts for twenty seconds... and as the light fades, bomber_morran falls to the ground, with his back badly burned. Everyone is in shock, for wavymoks is nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;after a few moments of silence, qatarmus prime's tearful voice is heard on the radio. "wavy... come in wavy.. answer me!!", he furiously tries to shout at his communicator device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;liwanagrace, getting up weakly mutters, " bomber.... medics, help him. wavy... wavymoks... answer this message.. i order you!! " tears slowly trickle down her usually scary eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;kherniaxis, with red eyes and flaring nostrils laughs his horrible laugh,  "Mwahahahahhahahaha!!! The end of wavymoks !! Mwahahahahah!!! Enough of this game, let's go back!! We've won!! leave the weasleynaughts".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;baby_boomer whines, "but general, some heroes are still alive, let's kill them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"fool!!! we can only use one shot at a time, we need to recharge the blasters let us go.. for today we celebrate... wavymoks' first defeat.... or probably..his last battle. Mwahahahahah!!! 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KaPPPooowwww !!! &lt;br /&gt;Laser shots and missiles are flying everywhere, blood and fuel cells... and there they are.. the alliance's heroes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks:&lt;/strong&gt; "Ohhh yeah, this is fun. Spear, transform to gattling gun". spear transforms and starts rattling, killing most of the frontline weasleynaughts. "darkzee, cover the left plank, shinycoy on the right, qatarmus, we need more artillery attacks 40 degrees north by north east, mamamshieholics, need immediate help on delta company, and bomber, stay in front of that pretty hot chick general lewi." &lt;em&gt;-winks-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace :&lt;/strong&gt; "quit yapping wavymoks!! and don't call me lewi!! I'm still your lead commander here." as she blasts a weasleynaught behind wavymoks, almost hitting his ear. "watch your back guys!! polengport.. teleport all the seriously injured jhustinites at the infirmary, and mamamshieholic, bring your friends here we need serious help on the injured!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qatarmus prime :&lt;/strong&gt; "copy that wavy, 40 degrees north by north east", &lt;em&gt;-clicking sounds  tsikukokokokokoko-&lt;/em&gt; "I NEED MISSILES !!! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bomber morran: &lt;/strong&gt;"done".. as he moves to cover their general. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; "heyy!! watch that crazy goggles of yours, you almost hit me!!" still touching his ear. "by the way can you do that again, that angry-concerned look, you look absolutely fabulous sugar", he says to liwanagrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darkzee :&lt;/strong&gt; "wavyyyy!!! i need some help here!! stop flirting with the boss!!" as she whacks her way thru the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mamashieholic :&lt;/strong&gt; "woniebro!! ishmolba!! get your asses in here, we need immediate med backup !!! polengport!! bring the seriously injured ones at the infirmary!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;-focuses the gattling gun on the left plank-&lt;/em&gt; "this is too easy, is this the best these smurfers can give??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkzee's invisibility enables her to hack her way through enemy field, as her costume's power works only at night. as wavymoks continues to fire his way on the enemy flanks, and as darkzee hacks her way inside, plus artillery support from qatarmus prime, and with liwanagrace organizing the jhustinites, and with bomber morran protecting the weak flanks, with the help of medics and their teleporter, the alliance is winning the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the smurfers' side, General Kherniaxis seems to be just fine, unrattled with the onslaught of the alliance heroes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kherniaxis :&lt;/strong&gt; "foolish heroes. Send more Weasleynaughts at the battle field! We're going to wear them out first before we attack. And send The_Bullette on the right side, to meet that invisible thingy warrior". "how old are you again baby? ", he says as he grabs one unlucky female soldier near him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The_Bullete :&lt;/strong&gt; "roger that sir, that invisible thingy is darkzee, i know what do to sir."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then wavymoks saw 10 new flanks of weasleynaughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; "damn !!! when will they run out of these footies?!! Spear, change to Gattling gun, quadruple barrel mode!! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The_bullette appears on the left plank, behind the weasleynaughts, and beside him is baby_boomer, waiting for darkzee to attack. Then darkzee sees her previous lover, and goes into a berserker barrage, killing, hacking anyone who comes near her as she moves forward to the_bullette. As the blood of her victims envelops her, she loses her invisibility advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace : &lt;/strong&gt;"DARKZEE !!! STOP!! IT'S A TRAP!! FALL BACK!! FALL BACK!! Wavymoks!! help darkzee !!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; "shit !!! bomber morran, move towards the middle, i'll cover the left plank.. POLENGPORT !!!! get darkzee out of there !!! ASAP !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bomber morran:&lt;/strong&gt; "but what about the general, she needs protection."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;polengport :&lt;/strong&gt; "are you nuts??!! i'll be shredded into pieces if i teleport near her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; "spear!! transform to sniper canon!!, polengport, i'll hit her weapon and you teleport her as soon as I hit her, understood?!! BOMBER!! for fuck's sake!! protect the middle flank!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darkzee continues to attack the weasleynaughts, as the_bullette and baby_boomer smile evilly, preparing for the kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darkzee :&lt;/strong&gt; "Damn you bullettee!!!!! i'll kill you!!! aaaarrrrhhhhh!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkzzzzzzztttt kabbbloooommm!!! &lt;br /&gt;wavymoks hits the quadruple blade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzrrrnnnggttt... pop !! polengport quickly teleports darkzee out of the battlefield and confines her inside the infirmary jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darkzee :&lt;/strong&gt; "aaaahhh!! eeeeeeehhh!!! why did you stop me?!! get me out of here!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knight pinkstar :&lt;/strong&gt; "stay here, you are unfit to fight again. you need to calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the battle field, wavymoks quickly raises his carhood shield, as he waits for his spear to transform back to the quadruple barrel gattling gun. he was suprised to see, that the middle flank's almost depleted due to the attack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; "shit!! where the hell is bomber?!!! i fuckin told you to stay at the middle!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bomber morran:&lt;/strong&gt; "i need to be here, beside the general liwanagrace, the smurfers focused their attack here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks : &lt;/strong&gt;"are you blind??!! the middle flank's depleted. go back here with me, and help me protect the injured ones!! mamamshieholic!!! i need immediate med backup here at the middle flank!! now!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace : &lt;/strong&gt;"go and protect the middle flank bomber, i don't need your protection here, i can take care of myself, the jhustinites need you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qatarmus prime :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;-radio in-&lt;/em&gt; "wavy!! do you need fire power on the middle flank??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks : &lt;/strong&gt;"thanks qatarmus, glad that you're here, do proceed to protect the left flank, darkzee just lost her cool after seeing that traitor!! " continues to focus his gattling gun against the weasleynaughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qatarmus prime :&lt;/strong&gt; "consider it done! battle mode transform!! " -&lt;em&gt; tsikukokokokokoko-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the smurfers' side, general kherniaxis is smiling, his plan worked, one hero at a time. As he wears back his clothes and leaves the crying female soldier in one corner, he orders to launch their secret weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kherniaxis: &lt;/strong&gt;"Baby_boomer, launch your secret weapon... the_bullette, get back here, and i'll go out and ride my Vanessilium, it's time to remove that pesky wavy hero out of here." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby_boomer : &lt;/strong&gt;"Mwaahahahahahah!! Finally, I get to kill some hero." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the_bullette : &lt;/strong&gt;"roger sir, i'm on my way back, do you want me to send another ten flanks of weasleynaughts sir? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kherniaxis: &lt;/strong&gt;"very smart... yes.. but not just ten, send thirty flanks, it is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bbbbbrrrooooommmmmmm.... wwzzzzzssshhhhttt.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks : &lt;/strong&gt;"what the hell is that sound??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace : &lt;/strong&gt;"look at the right flank... see that light?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qatarmus prime :&lt;/strong&gt; "prepare for anything guys... jhustinites on me..focus all your attack on the righ...no.. shit. left side!! thirty flanks here!! fire at will!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; "shinycoy!! proceed to the left flank, i'll protect the right. are the smurfers enjoying a light show?? pretty-lewi, do move at the middle flank, and let the medics protect you, bomber follow me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace : &lt;/strong&gt;"geezz wavymoks, your sweet talking can't win wars you know"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks :&lt;/strong&gt; "aahh... but sugar, my record's 4,063 and 0... it can, it certainly can." &lt;em&gt;-winks-&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bomber morran slowly walks to follow wavy moks, and liwanagrace quickly summons the medics at her side in the middle flank, they brace themselves against what the smurfers are brewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the_bullette : &lt;/strong&gt;"footies!! focus your fire at wavymoks!! now!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, from the dazzling array of light, emerges the Vanessilium... ready to shoot her main weapon, the chronoblaster™, capable of killing 1000 jhustinites in one shot. below the ship, bomber_morran carries the same weapon and is ready to shoot his mortal enemy bomber_morran who is currently in front of liwanagrace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace : &lt;/strong&gt;"that's our weapon!! they made one!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks : &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;-jumps up and floats in the air-&lt;/em&gt; "say goodbye to your ship kherniaxis... spear, transform to photon canon 1000, it's poking time!!! bomber_morran, protect me while i wait for my spear to transform!! hurry!!! my car hood shield can't take all this fire power from the weasleynaughts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qatarmus prime :&lt;/strong&gt; "i'm sorry general liwanagrace, but they have two." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wavymoks : &lt;/strong&gt;"bomber_morran!!! COVER ME !!! NOW!!!!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Boomer fires his chronoblaster the same time as the Vanessilium, targeting bomber_morran. the vanessilium on the other hand fires at wavymoks, whose spear is still transforming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bomber morran :&lt;/strong&gt; "NOOOOO!!! " &lt;em&gt;-thinking that general liwanagrace is the target, quickly covers liwanagrace with his body, and absorbs one hundred percent of the shot. -&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vanessilium fires at wavymoks. Everyone is blinded by the superb fire power of the two chronoblasters. the blast lasts for twenty seconds... and as the light fades, bomber_morran falls to the ground, with his back badly burned. Everyone is in shock, for wavymoks is nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qatarmus prime : &lt;/strong&gt;"wavy... come in wavy.. answer me!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace : &lt;/strong&gt;" bomber.... medics, help him. wavy... wavymoks... answer this message.. i order you!! "&lt;em&gt;-as tears slowly trickle down her usually scary eyes-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kherniaxis : &lt;/strong&gt;"Mwahahahahhahahaha!!! The end of wavymoks !! Mwahahahahah!!! Enough of this game, let's go back!! We've won!! leave the weasleynaughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby_boomer : &lt;/strong&gt;"but general, some heroes are still alive, let's kill them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kherniaxis :&lt;/strong&gt; "fool!!! we can only use one shot at a time, we need to recharge the blasters let us go.. for today we celebrate... wavymoks' first defeat.... or probably..his last battle. Mwahahahahah!!! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;liwanagrace :&lt;/strong&gt; "WAVYMOKKKKSSSSSS !!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115752318491763205?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115752318491763205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115752318491763205&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115752318491763205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115752318491763205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/09/battle-of-remoth-bondith.html' title='Battle of Remoth Bondith™'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115735387053554338</id><published>2006-09-04T14:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T14:12:34.706+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Characters Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;ShinyCoy™&lt;/strong&gt; - sidekick of &lt;strong&gt;Qatarmus Prime™&lt;/strong&gt;. He has a reputation of being smitten with anything that has a hole and talks. Rumored to have an aversion to Koreans, and women with kids. &lt;strong&gt;ShinyCoy™&lt;/strong&gt; hates to be brought up to a dare, and would do stupid things to prove that he is not a wuss. He is almost always mistaken to be a helipad from a bird's eye view. Weapon of choice: glistening sweat laser beam from his forehead that blinds anyone who chooses to look at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115735387053554338?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115735387053554338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115735387053554338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115735387053554338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115735387053554338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/09/special-characters-part-i.html' title='Special Characters Part I'/><author><name>lei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12963827441768442804</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115735315132638946</id><published>2006-09-04T13:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:59:11.340+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Characters Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bomber Morran™&lt;/strong&gt; - a silent brood from nowhere, it's a known fact to everyone that he's one of the two surviving witnesses to the catalysmic destruction of &lt;strong&gt;Jowleenium Falcon Universe™&lt;/strong&gt;. Prefers to work alone, nicknamed as the one-man-army-in-tights because of his favorite neon green spandex pants. Due to his unique costume, he absorbs 80% of any kind of weapon/missiles/attacks thrown at him. Normally uses any weapon available on the field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Boomer™&lt;/strong&gt; - the priced assassin of the smurfers. he's the other survivor from Jowleenium Falcon. Unlike Bomber, this guy adores praises from his comrades and brags about his victories all the time. As time goes by, he develops an extreme vendetta with his fellow Jowleenian, believing there should only be one supreme Jowleen in this multiverse. Can be seen wearing white over-alls with tons of secret pockets. Power capability : can throw psychic boomerang-shaped energy that poisons the target. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DarkZee™&lt;/strong&gt; - an ex-lead warrior of the Dark Clan, now serving as heroine-for -hire for the alliance. She's Mamamshieholic's partner whose tolerance for alcohol is very low. Usually found lying on street gutters due to drunken stupor, crying, cursing for no apparent reason. An excellent warrior in the field, wearing her unique costume built with continuous small intestines of their sacred animal. This costume gives her near invisibility at night. Weapon of choice - a unique &lt;strong&gt;quad-blade sword™&lt;/strong&gt; dismantled from the ceiling fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weaslynaughts™ &lt;/strong&gt;- smurfer's foot soldiers whose population is near limitless. All products of cloning, these soldiers can take the bulk of any offensive attack the alliance can throw at them. Cloned after the &lt;strong&gt;Great Guardian™&lt;/strong&gt; of the Smurfers. Attack weapon : 20 milimiter CP8 vulcan and swords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jhustinites™&lt;/strong&gt; - alliance's main army, composed of light and dark humanoids and cyborgs. Named after the designer of their uniform, &lt;strong&gt;Hustinekros™&lt;/strong&gt;. They are actually just civilians trained by the alliance to resist the smurfers main army. Weapon of choice : varies but most carry swords for hand to hand combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Polengport™&lt;/strong&gt; - alliance's teleporter. nothing is far and too many. he can teleport massive armies to anypoint he can see, either by himself or through relay cameras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jackskellington™&lt;/strong&gt; - wavymoks' pact-brother during the &lt;strong&gt;Galtosian Wars™&lt;/strong&gt;. His rugged crew defeated other pirates and is said to reign supreme on ten universes. Sporting the dirty long hair look, this pirate captured hearts of tons of ladies around the multiverse, like &lt;strong&gt;Edmonada Universe™&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Diefornia Universe™&lt;/strong&gt;. after the destruction of jowleenian universe, he disappeared along with his crew. Weapon of choice : his ship, the &lt;strong&gt;Black Dutchman™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knight PinkStar™&lt;/strong&gt; - excellent jouster and healer, a devout bathaluisian, (beings who praise bathaluis), she's the lead priestess of the light ones. A holy being who can kick anyone's butt on the battle field. Usually seen inside the temple when she's not riding her &lt;strong&gt;Pink Horse™&lt;/strong&gt;. Rumor has it that she has an autographed poster of jackskellington in her room. Weapon of choice : &lt;strong&gt;Pink Joust™&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The_Bullette™&lt;/strong&gt; - spy assassin of the smurfers, hired from &lt;strong&gt;Dencinio Universe™&lt;/strong&gt;, infiltrated the ranks of the alliance and stole top secret weaponry blue prints. After his cover was blown, he's now considered as one of the most wanted assassins in the alliance. His name is usually overheard at the streets cursed by a drunk lady. Weapon of choice: 22 milimiter cp8 vulcan™.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kherniaxis™ &lt;/strong&gt;- smurfers lead general, leading almost 90% of the attacks on the alliance. considered to be the best tactician of the smurfers army, his battle record is second best to wavymoks. Usually seen flirting with his female subordinates, female colleagues, female civilians, female POWs, or anything who looks womanly enough for him. Rumored to be multisexual. Hired from the Dencinio Universe, his weapon of choice, his ship, The &lt;strong&gt;Vanessilium™&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinay Toyomon™&lt;/strong&gt; - mysterious lady from wavymoks dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ishmolba Terebol™&lt;/strong&gt; - healer/volunteer, mamamshieholics colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WonieBro™&lt;/strong&gt; - healer/volunteer, mamamshieholics colleague.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115735315132638946?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115735315132638946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115735315132638946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115735315132638946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115735315132638946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/09/characters-part-2.html' title='Characters Part 2'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115728720153033602</id><published>2006-09-03T19:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T19:40:01.903+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayfaniverse™ Characters Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WavyMoks™ &lt;/strong&gt;- playboy by reputation, but actually, people just misinterpret his affable nature with the opposite sex. Hails from the &lt;strong&gt;Wavynerse™&lt;/strong&gt; dimension, sporting a fluffy wavy hair with headband. A great hero who has a perfect 4,063 - 0 win-loss battle record. His weapon: the &lt;strong&gt;Great Spear of Poking™&lt;/strong&gt; and carries his customized &lt;strong&gt;Car Hood™&lt;/strong&gt; as shield. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qatarmus Prime™&lt;/strong&gt; - a retired playboy-by-reputation, for he was smitten by the intoxicated female hero from &lt;strong&gt;RedPonyverse™&lt;/strong&gt;. A sleek freelance warrior from the sandy plains of &lt;strong&gt;Qatarniverse™&lt;/strong&gt; who achieved greatness by defeating the dreaded pirate &lt;strong&gt;Nademp3™&lt;/strong&gt;. He always wears his multipurpose orange turban with ice pack. His weapon of choice, the &lt;strong&gt;Photon Cannon Enigma Series 4™&lt;/strong&gt; with mug storage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mamamshieholic™&lt;/strong&gt; - anything but sober. Few beings can drive a car when intoxicated, but our heroine can pilot a battleship and wage war with other planets with a bad hang over. A proud warrior from &lt;strong&gt;RedPonyverse™&lt;/strong&gt;, who's experience includes life saving missions to other universe, notably the last great war with the pirates at Qatarniverse. She's normally carrying a bottle of strong beer almost everytime. Weapon of choice: &lt;strong&gt;Photon Canon Beta Series™&lt;/strong&gt; with backpack full of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LiwanaGrace™&lt;/strong&gt; - the feisty hot-headed heroine who migrated to &lt;strong&gt;RKniverse™&lt;/strong&gt; when she was young. Now she's back to her roots to fulfill her destiny. It is rumored that she's the great grand daughter of one of the light goddesses. Best known for her scary eyes and quick witted insults on the battle field. Weapon of choice: &lt;strong&gt;Laser Blasting Eye Glasses™&lt;/strong&gt; with lighter and cigarette storage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LusciousLegDrop™&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;HouseBandSky™&lt;/strong&gt; - the prophecy archives protector from the planet &lt;strong&gt;ThoracoLumbariosis™&lt;/strong&gt;. An excellent muse and a superb bard, they are entrusted by the gods to protect the prophecy given by &lt;strong&gt;Bathaluis™&lt;/strong&gt;. Both of them have extreme appetite for love-making that usually results to serious blunder with the archives. The muse almost always wear this revealing sleeveless long gown with waist high slits, sporting an anvil tattoo on her right arm. The bard, doing almost all the house chores wears his favorite daffy duck blue apron with terno boxers. They dislike fighting and their weapon of choice : poetry, prose and melody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115728720153033602?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115728720153033602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115728720153033602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115728720153033602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115728720153033602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/09/hayfaniverse-characters-part-i.html' title='Hayfaniverse™ Characters Part I'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747814.post-115719806656127264</id><published>2006-09-02T18:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T18:54:26.570+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prologue : Hayfaniverse ™</title><content type='html'>in the beginning was chaos... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bathaluis™&lt;/strong&gt; the supreme being created his universe, a universe divided into two major divisions.. the &lt;strong&gt;Light ones™&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;Dark ones™&lt;/strong&gt;. he created a &lt;strong&gt;Multiverse Portal™&lt;/strong&gt; so other supreme beings from other universe will add a piece of their home to bathaluis' universe... the result...&lt;strong&gt;Hayfaniverse™&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the first few years of the creation, war raged on, the dark ones kept attacking the light ones and vice versa. a complete pandemonium that wrecked the universe's balance. to solve this problem, the supreme gods decided to add another division to the universe... the &lt;strong&gt;Smurfers™&lt;/strong&gt; ,irritable and strong creatures that attacked both light and dark beings. with a new threat to their nubile existence, the light and dark beings combined their forces to eradicate the smurfers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the supreme gods predict that in the near future, a being from another universe will bring a lasting peace on the universe. it is written that this individual will marry the great grand daughter of the &lt;strong&gt;Supreme Light Goddess™&lt;/strong&gt;. and they will rule the whole hayfaniverse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the smurfers are smart, they hire assassins from other universe through the multiverse portal. These assassins wreak havoc to both party, infiltrating the ranks and killing tough generals. Fighting a losing battle, the light and dark beings decided to imitate what the smurfers did, but this time, instead of hired assassins, they plea for heroes across the galaxies to help them. and so they came...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747814-115719806656127264?l=hayfaniverse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/feeds/115719806656127264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747814&amp;postID=115719806656127264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115719806656127264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747814/posts/default/115719806656127264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hayfaniverse.blogspot.com/2006/09/prologue-hayfaniverse.html' title='Prologue : Hayfaniverse ™'/><author><name>astro_prick</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17324266968273523140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
