[Fan Fiction] make up a big o scene!

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Originally posted by Big Finale "Prepare for trouble!" A gruff voice intoned. "And make it double!"

ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*covers eyes and ducks into fetal position*
Noo.....Nooooooo.......
*6 foot tall cat with large purple tail flies in, kicks all away, then returns to my Smash Bros. Melee game*

Ahhh.... muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch better..

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That was disturbingly amusing.

OMG! That was wonderful! I sadly knew where you were going with that. LOL!

Yes, I think my brain melted...if it didn't already today...

WE NEED A PERFECT ENDING!

Later,
Pen1300

I'll add my voice to the chorus -- that scene is too short. We want an ending! "Team False Dominus is blasting off again!"

Pygmalion

My brain is melting. And it feels goooooood!

No, wait... Anyway, it's not an ending, but...

Me-ga-deus!
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"Hahaha!" Alex laughed stupidly, with just a tad of evil attached. "We did it! We finally got Big O!"

He, Alan, and Big Fau leapt onto the head of Big Duo Inferno, tying Big O's claw prison to the twisted megadei's legs.

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Roger finally dragged himself out of the pit, followed closely by Dorothy and Dastun. The negotiator brushed himself off, but before he could rush away in search of Big O, he was stopped.

"Hey, it's Roger"

" *grrr* Schwarzwald?"

The reporter grinned, his eyes scanning the area. Finally, they moved back to Roger.

"So..." he began, "you here for the annual Megadeus Gran Prix?"

"Megadeus... Gran Prix?"

Dorothy spoke up.

"What you haven't heard of it?"

"No..."

"It's a race for all sorts of aspiring Domini." Dastun explained.

"Yeah," Schwarzwald snickered, "And I'm gonna win it!"

"No way!" shouted Roger. "I'm gonna enter and I'm gonna win!"

At that, Schwarzwald's fan club, mostly comprised of cheerleaders, popped up behind the bandaged reporter.

"Schwarzwald, Schwarzwald, he's our man, if he can't do it, there's no way Roger can!"

"Heh! See ya later, loser!"

Roger clenched his fists and teeth in anger, staring after his rival.

"eerrr... Schwarzwald makes me so mad!"

"Roger, aren't you forgetting something?"

"Like what?"

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*uuommm* *uuommm* *uuommm*

"Can't this thing go any faster!?" Alex screamed.

Alan cowered away from him. "Well, it used to be able to before Big O piston punched it those last five thousand times..."

"Fauuu! Would you guys just shaddup!?" Big Fau cried, activating his grinders and punching the other two with them.

"Hey! Don't touch my suit!"

*fwak!*

"Not the hat, not the hat!"

*kvvvvvvv!*

"Ouch! Take dis!"

*BZZZZZ!!*

"Big Ooohhhhhh..."

You foolish, wicked boy! I'm melting! Mellllllttttting!

LOL that was fun. When are you posting the next chapter?

Melting approved!

Dude, you could make a fanfic outta this, like full length!

I LOVE THIS! Must... have... next... installment!

Later,
Pen1300

Yeesh.. Whoever wants more of this is a glutton for pain. Pure evil.

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Originally posted by X Prime Yeesh.. Whoever wants more of this is a glutton for pain. Pure evil.

But its the good pain! Oh, its also Fuzzy Evil. As in, its so evil, its funny! We also have the added quality of brain meltage.

I LOVE THIS! (As I've stated before.) Bring on more!

Later,
Pen1300

It's like a wreck, you don't want to look at the horribly mangled bodies, but you can't look away.

The one where Roger faces Godzilla was good. I happen to be a Godzila fan.

Here's a short scene involving Dorothy and Angel.

This scene takes place shortly after the death of Alex Rosewater. Dorothy and Angel meet just outside of Roger Smith's pad and decide to go shopping at Paradigm City's largest Department store. The store itself is a good 25 stories tall.
So, it should be quite a challenge for the both of them.

"Dorothy, this is it. Paradigm City's largest department store." Angel said, turning to Dorothy.

"It is. Too bad that Roger Smith couldn't come with us." Dorothy responds.

Angel then wraps one arm around Dorothy's shoulder.

"Ya' noticed how tall this building is."

"So." Dorothy looks up.

"Well, this shopping spree of ours is goingto take all day." Angel said, smiling.

"We can cut that time in 3/4's." Dorothy says, she turns to Angel.

"Really? How do you suppose we should do that?"

Dorothy picks Angel up and zips her way into the store. And while running, Angel manages to pick up quite a few items which piled up 20 feet from her hands. All that from shopping like a cheetah on all 25 floors...Amazing!!

At the counter, the cashier rings up the items.

"That'll be $4,793.29 please." The cashier says. Angel's eyes grew very big.

"WHAT!!" Then she sighed. "Oh, very well, I'll pay it. Here."

The cashier takes the credit card and looks at it.

"Oh, my goodness. This is Mr.Smith's card, cool."

The cashier slides the card through the card reader and the buzzer goes off. Angel starts sweating.

"Ma'am, theres only 55 dollars left to charge."

Angel quickly turns to Dorothy.

"Dorothy, what do we do?" Angel said, now starting to panic.

"Don't panic." Dorothy said. Both her and Angel put all the merchandise back except one item. It was a new black tie for Roger.

"A black tie? What's that for?"

"It's for a man with a taste for clothing that really reeks."

Angel exploded laughing and began to pound on the glass counter, which shattered. She realized that her hand could be bleeding which it did. Luckily, there was just one long but not very deep cut.

"Man, me and my sense of humor."

Afterwards, both Dorothy and Angel were asked not to return because of the damage.

THE END.

I promise more in the future.

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Originally posted by BigRoomA Both her and Angel put all the merchandise back except one item. It was a new black tie for Roger. "A black tie? What's that for?" "It's for a man with a taste for clothing that really reeks."

Lucky Roger, to have such selflessly helpful friends.

Pygmalion

I didn't read through this entire thread, so if someone's already used this idea, I'm sorry.

Big Fau shot out of the ground with Alex Rosewater inside. "Big Fau," he said. "Action!"
Big Fau started posing.
Schwartzwald ran into the street. "Big Duo! It is now..."
"...Showtime!" finished Allen Gabriel, raising his arms. Shwartzwald shot him a lethal glare.
"Big Duo is MY Big!"
"He's MY Big!"
Roger watched the punches start to fly, then calmly called into his watch, "Big O! Showtime!"
Big O punched through the ground and set Roger in the cockpit.
"Action!"
Big Duo fell from the sky and smashed into the pavement, squishing Allen Gabriel.
"Yes!" yelled Shwartzwald, puimping his arms. "Big Duo! Action!"
Big Fau made the first move, lunging towards Big Duo with his arm saws. Big Duo spun his propeller blades and sliced back at Fau in defense. He began to prime the jets on the other end of the arms. Big O stood back for a minute while Roger assessed his competition.
"Wait!" came Angel's voice over the speakers. "Not all Bigs are present!"
A familiar ominous shadow formed over Paradigm. It coalesced into the form of Big Venus, who began her death march towards the rest of the Bigs.
"No way, that's not fair!" yelled Shwartzwald.
Big Fau immediately opened fire on the newcomer to the battle, hoping he could at least damage it.
"There's still one more Big," called a voice. All attentions turned to the man running out of the Speakeasy. It was the owner. He raised his wrist near his mouth.
"Big Ear! Showtime!"
"Big Ear?" repeated Roger in disbelief.
A giant Big Ear shot through the pavement in front of the Speakeasy. He loaded the owner into his hearing aid and stomped towards the rest of the Bigs. Big Venus got to Big Fau first, which faded into nothingness. Shwartzwald shrieked at this sight and took Big Duo into the air to avoid a similar fate. Big O took a step backwards, ready for anything from Big Venus. Such action wasn't necessary, as Big Ear took two steps towards Big Venus, then pulled a rolled up newspaper from his pocket. He smashed Big Venus over the head with it, sending the inverted megadeus crashing to the ground. Instead of stopping there, Big Venus fell straight through the grid it created. The city shimmered for a minute, then a blinding ambient light filled the air.
When it faded, Paradigm City was restored to irs state before the Big fight. But it wasn't over yet. Big Duo's legs swiveled open to reveal twp giant missiles. Just before he could fire them at Big Ear, a chromebuster blast hit them dead on. Big Duo rained down to Paradigm in tiny shards. Big Ear looked from the explosion down to Big O, which was in chromebuster stance. Big Ear's face appeared on Roger's screen.
"I guess even the Dominus of Big O needs help sometimes, huh?" he said. Big Ear then stomped the ground and sunk into the pit it created.
"Thank you Big Ear," said Roger. "I guess I have to double what I pay you now, don't I"?

Normally I just want to smack people who think that Big Ear is a megadeus or even toy with the idea in jest, however you managed to made the appearence of it halfway believeable.
Roger will definately have to double the pay if he wants the continued backup, although where on earth would one get a news paper that large?

I liked this one. Particularly the "smackdown" with a newspaper.

Pygmalion

Thank you for reading that story.

The part where use the word reeks comes from the second O episode.

Dorothy wasn't exactly thrilled with Roger's style of clothing.

If I remember, I'll type up another short story tonight.

I think it'll involve Roger more than i did Angel last time. What it'll be about, I''ll make it up as i go along. )

Cast: Dorothy and Roger.

Story title: What happened to my scrambled eggs?

The place is Roger's home. Mr. Smith is waiting patiently at his breakfast table for his meal to be served so he can begin his day-- negotiating obviously.

A few minutes later, Roger calls for his scrambled eggs.

"R. Dorothy Wayneright?! Where's my eggs?" he said. His patience was already growing somewhat thin-- a little bit.

She came into the room,...without his eggs.

"Your eggs will be ready soon, Roger Smith." Dorothy replies with her usual blank expression.

"Good, Dorothy. I've got a full day of negotiating to do."

Dorothy goes back into the kitchen. Then the phone rings.

"Roger Smith, will you please answer that?"

Roger got a little frustrated and answered the phone.

"Hello...No, I'm sorry. This isn't the Weather Channel." He slams down the receiver. *Bang*

"Don't mistreat the phone, Roger." Dorothy said from the kitchen.

"Dorothy, where the heck is my eggs? It's getting late!" Roger said with a elevated voice.

She comes back into the dining room, still, no eggs.

"Miss Wayneright, I see no scrambled eggs."

*Silence*

Roger rubbed his face and sighed.

"Where are they?"

"What do you want first, the good news or the bad news?"

Roger was stunned.

"The bad first." He answered.

"Your eggs are gone.' Dorothy said.

"Why?'

"This is the good news. We'll be having roast chicken for breakfast and lunch."

Miss Wayneright then displays a cooked chicken on a silver platter that Angel got him for Heaven's Day. He wondered where she got the roast chicken.

"Where did you get the chicken?"

"I hope you don't get angry, Roger Smith."

"I won't, Dorothy. I promise."

"While I was fixing your eggs, a chicken flew into the kitchen and tried to eat your eggs." Dorothy says.

"You're telling me that the roast chicken on my platter that Angel gave me on Heaven's Day is....." Roger replies now realizing that Dorothy turned the intruding chicken into Roger's alternate meal, replacing the eggs.

"The chicken that ate your eggs. A 2 in 1 deal, huh?"

Mr. Smith just stared at Dorothy.

THE END.

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The cashier takes the credit card and looks at it. "Oh, my goodness. This is Mr.Smith's card, cool."

LOL! I was waiting for Roger to see the bill at the end, but the ending was better!

Big Ear Scene: That was interesting. Where does one get a paper that big?

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"What do you want first, the good news or the bad news?" Roger was stunned. "The bad first." He answered. "Your eggs are gone.' Dorothy said.

So she cooked the chicken that provided the eggs? Uh-oh!

These were all good!

Later,
Pen1300

Glad you liked that one part at the end.

I should of added the 'Roger should of seen the bill'

I guess I didn't think of that at the time I typed the story up.

Oh, well. Now it's time to tune in for my next Big O scene short story brought to you by- my fingers which type these stories of mine.

Cast: Angel, Roger Smith, Dorothy and Norman.

Story title: Who has the 20?

We begin as usual at Roger's place. Mr. Smith was in bed sleeping when the door opened and peeking from the outside was Dorothy.

She slowly closed the door. Then about a minute later, Dorothy began to play the piano like she always does. Mr. Smith grumbles and then gets up and slides off the bed.

"R. Dorothy! Do you know what time it is?" Roger said, after entering the rec room where Dorothy was, sitting at the piano, playing it.

"It's a few minutes past noon. You overslept again." Dorothy replied looking at Roger.

"Good grief. Norman! Where's my eggs?"

"Coming, sir." Norman says, serving Roger's breakfast.

"Thanks."

"Roger, Angel will be over at 1 to discuss a proposal."

"What proposal?" Roger asked while still eating.

"Keep your mouth closed, Roger Smith." Dorothy said.

Roger swallowed his eggs.

"It has to do with a surprise, sir." Norman says.

Roger was puzzled.

"I wonder what it is?"

"You'll find out, sir."

One o'clock came and Angel arrived on time with a small package. The package had Roger's name on it.

"Hi, Roger." Angel said, waving with her hand.

"Hi, Angel. Who's that for?"

"For you, my love."

Angel gave the package over to Roger and he opened it. Inside was a ring with a few small diamonds lining the top. He was looking at it, not sure what to think. The next thing he saw was Angel in front of him down on one knee.

"Oh. my goodness." Norman said.

"This is what I think it is." Roger says, getting more nervous.

"Roger, we have dated for about 1 year since the death of Alex Rosewater. I'm wondering if you want to marry me?" Angel said.

Usually, it's the man who proposes marriage to his sweetie. This time, it was the woman that made the first move.

Roger then smiled, but was still as nervous as a Chihuahua.

"I don't know what to say."

"Roger, please. I love you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"Ok. i'll accept your proposal to be your husband."

Angel was happy indeed and hugged Roger. she then kissed him.

"Is this what happens before marriage?" Dorothy asks.

"Pretty much." Angel said. "People marry, go on a honeymoon, have kids, with a fight or a two tossed in."

A few minutes later, Angel called a local pizza place for several pizzas to celebrate their engagement. Then, it was time to pick up the pizzas.

"Who's going to pick up the pizzas?" Norman asked.

"I will." Roger said.

Norman handed him a 20 dollar bill and then Roger was on his way.

Finally, Roger and Big O arrived at the local pizza place. He slid down the arm of Big O and landed right in front of the pizza chef.

"Roger Smith to pick up 8 pizzas please."

The chef gets out 8 boxes which contained the pizzas.

"20 bucks please." the chef said.

Mr.Smith went into one of his rear pockets to find the 20. He couldn't find it.

"I'll come up with it, sir."

"I know you will."

Somehow, Roger failed to find the 20 which was now mysteriously missing.

"Umm, i have seemed to have lost the 20 and my wallet."

The pizza chef laughs.

Back at Roger's place, the phone rings. Angel picks it up.

"Hello? Oh, my gosh!! Ok, ok, I'll be right there!" said she and put down the reciever.

"What's the matter?" Dorothy asked.

"That was Major Dastun."

"What did he want?"

"Roger is in the city lock up!"

"Good grief!" Norman exclaimed. "Whatever for?"

"Roger lost that 20 dollar bill. And now he has to serve time for 48 hours for not paying. Goodness, how did my fiancee lose that 20?"

Anegl and Dorothy went down to Military Police HQ and busted Mr. Smith out on 100 dollars bail. Then, Angel went to the pizza place and paid for the food.

Back home, Angel sat Roger down.

"Roger, how did you lose that 20?" she asked.

"Not sure. I thought I put it in my back pocket." Roger said, then gets up. He felt something from behind.

He saw Dorothy with the missing 20 in her mechanical hand. Angel began to chuckle.

"So, there it is. How did you find it, Dorothy?"

"It was stuck to rear end of your pants, Roger." Dorothy replied.

"Oh, sorry about that."

"You're a louse, Roger Smith."

Everyone except for Dorothy laughed. Androids as far as I know, don't laugh.

THE END- More tomorrow.

I guess it's ok for a sequel to my story as well.
I hope you like it as much as the first.

"My name is Roger Smith. I perform a much needed task in this city of amnesia. Since the destruction of Bigs Fau, Venus, and Duo, Paradigm City has been rather calm."
"No, make that downright boring."
Roger Smith thought this to himself as he sat on his couch, half-listening to a potential client on the other couch yak away.
"...and that's why I don't like peanut butter or jelly," the client finished.
"Do you have a job for me, Mr. Wells?" asked the negotiator.
John Wells was a factory worker who recently left his company and started his own. He bought Soldano's old property and started hiring. Roger expected that Wells wanted him to negotiate with an employee's union or some other organization giving him grief. Wells however, didn't have any such business troubles.
"Yes I do, Mr. Smith. I would like you to negotiate with the owner of the Black Megadeus that appears around town from time to time."
"What?"
"Yes, you see, that Megadeus stomped on my car during its last battle. I want him to repay the cost of the car, but since the court system requires a name for me to sue, I thought I should come to you. If you can't get the money out of him, you could still at least tell me who he is."
"Wait a minute, you want me to track down the Dom- er... owner of that... Black Megadeus and make him pay you for your car?"
"That's right."
"But," started Roger.
"I'll pay you very well," interrupted Wells.
Roger sighed. "I'll see what I can do."
Wells walked out to his car.
"Thank you again, Mr. Smith. Remember, I would like three hundred thousand dollars in payment for my car from him!"
"When do you want the money?" called Roger.
"In no less than a week! If he doesn't pay up by then, I'm going to take matters into my own hands!"
"How?"
"I'll challenge him to a duel in my Megadeus!"
with that, Wells got in and drove off.
"Your Megadeus?" Roger muttered to himself.
Roger spent all week trying to figure out if he should repay the man, and how to do it without revealing his identity as the Dominus of Big O.
Some days later, the Griffon pulled up in front of the Speakeasy. Roger had given up trying to pay Wells, and decided instead that he should gather information about the Megadeus he spoke of. As he stepped away from the Griffon, its armored shell slid into place. This time, however, the thugs were ready. They waited for Roger to be well inside, then attacked they Griffon with baseball bats. After ten seconds of abuse, the Griffon's machine guns whirred to life, making pits in the street. As soon as the thugs heard the noise, they took off running. Inside, the bartender held out Roger's usual, which was collected as the negotiator passed by. He plopped down next to Big Ear.
"I need to know if you know of any Megadeuses other than Big O and... yourself," said Roger.
Big Ear smirked behind his newspaper.
"Rumor has it that John Wells has Soldano's old Megadeus factory in fulll swing. They say he used old plans and modified them slightly. That's all I know about the matter."
Roger stood up, reached into his pocket, and set the normal amount of money on the table in front of Big Ear, who took one look at it and cleared his throat.
"Oh, sorry, that's right," said Roger. Another wad of money was set down, followed by a newspaper. At that second, Roger's watch beeped. Trying to make it look like he was checking the time, Roger took the call.
"What is it, Norman?"
"A giant robot is loose in the West Side Dome. It looks like you'll finally get to use Big O again, sir."
"Thank you, Norman."
Norman's image dissapeared.
"Big O," whispered Roger.
"Hey!" yelled the bartender. "Not in here!"
"Sorry," replied Roger Smith. He ran outside and called Big O. Almost immediately, he was joined by the bartender/owner who called for Big Ear. The two Megadei rose from the ground at the same time.
"Big Ear, I don't think I'll need your help with this one," said Roger into the intercom. Big Ear's face appeared on the screen.
"Very well, Mr. Knight-in-Shining-Armor. I'll stand back and let you handle it."
At that moment, the building in front of the two Bigs was severed in half, the top collapsing into the bottom. Big O rushed into action. Big Ear, true to his word, sat atop the compacted building, unfolded his newspaper, and began to read the headlines.
Big O rushed through the smoke and dust, finding himself face to face with his new opponent. The robot looked like Dorothy One, with a few modifications: It was more masculine in overall form, one of its hands held a large plasma cannon, and it had a missile launcher in the center of its chest.
"Greetings, Black Megadeus," called a voice. "I am John Wells, and you stepped on my car!"
The picture tube inside the robot finally warmed up and activated, showing John Wells his opponent.
"Roger Smith! You're the owner of that thing? Why didn't you say so?"
"I don't want to make a habit of paying for property damage. Doesn't your insurance policy cover Acts of Megadei?"
"No... I'm beginning to regret buying one of those 'minimum coverage' deals."
"So this is simply a case of you being underinsured."
"I guess, but I still want my money, Smith!"
"And how do you expect to get it?"
"Oh, I'll get it alright... with John-o-bot!"
The communications link was terminated.
John-o-bot started things off with a menacing punch. Big O held up an arm and caught the blow with the armor. Big O took no damage, but John-o-bot scored itself a large dent in its plasma cannon hand.
"Aww man," groaned Wells. "That's no good! I can't beat this guy!"
John-o-bot took two steps back and unloaded all its missiles into Big O. They harmlessly exploded, throwing up a large cloud of smoke. John-o-bot turned tail and ran away as fast as possible. Wells heard one footfall that sounded more metallic than the others. He stopped his robot and lifted the foot.
"Aww man... not my car again!"
Suddenly, electricity arced through the air. John-o-bot took one bolt and collapsed. Big O whirled around.
"Bonaparte!" yelled Roger Smith.
Vera Ronstadt stood atop a building laughing.
"Yes, Bonaparte, Roger Smith! You shall now fall to the return of the Union!"
Roger gritted his teeth. Bonaparte was still far enough off to fire the Chromebuster, so that was the plan. Big O rammed his fists together and shot the powerful beam directly into Bonaparte's torso. Bonaparte struggled ahead into the beam, which seemed to be doing little damage. Roger watched this in shock.
It was then that Big Ear rounded the corner. He curled the newspaper into a tight roll and raised it into the air over Bonaparte. It started to glow, gathering energy. Vera looked on in disbelief.
"No! It cannot be! The fourth Big!"
Big Ear brought the newspaper down on Bonaparte's heads. The Chromebuster and the newspaper's combined damage tore Bonaparte to small bits. Big Ear still wasn't through, however. He loosened the roll slightly and set it down on its end on top of the building, capturing Vera.
As soon as the paper was lifted, Vera found herself handcuffed and locked in the back of a Military Police truck. It started up and slowly drove away. Vera glared out the window as the two Megadei stomped the ground and sunk down into it.
"Curse you, fourth Big!"