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[Substitution]

Wow! @ Substitution must be an expert in Track!

Well, I wouldn't go that far...

 

[Will]

Well, I wouldn't go that far...

Unless you saw one finished copy of SSB4.

 

[Substitution]

Also, I finally saw the new pic of the day. I hope BluePikmin is all right.

Unless you saw one finished copy of SSB4.

And get myself ran over?

 

[Cobalsh]

Made this, didn't know where to put it.

 

[Substitution]

Made this, didn't know where to put it.
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It needs more Kite Man.

 

[Lozjam]

Oh yeah. If you guys are interested in the composers of videogames. I think I have found out who the composer for Hyrule Warriors is. The song played in the Lana trailer resembles Unfinished Battle from Xenoblade

This leads me to believe that Yoko Shimomura is the composer for Hyrule Warriors, or at least one of them

 

[Deleted member]

Oh, that's good. Let's hope they are able to find someone as able as Miyazaki.

I guess, I'm not that much into anime so I wouldn't know. xD
But yeah I agree, the studio should find someone like Miyazaki.

 

[Soul.]

Does anyone here think that Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire are being a bit overrated? Like, I know everyone wanted a Hoenn remake to happen, but now I think they're being overrated, just a bit.
They will be good games, no doubt, but I think they're having that maximum hype just because it's Hoenn.
This is obviously going to happen when they announce the Pokémon Diamond and Pearl remakes. Everyone will be like this: "Sinnoh Confirmed!" whenever a video of it gets uploaded or if there's news. Mega Evolutions will still be there of course.
At least we will all see Jubilife City in 3D and stuff.
Now that I said Mega Evolutions, Torterra would enjoy the buffed base stats that the Mega Evolution provides. It could be UU again like it was in Gen 4 if this happened.

 

[Knight Dude]

Made this, didn't know where to put it.
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Heh. Nice.

It needs more Kite Man.

Forget him. What we need is Toad Man and the Walrus.

 

[Substitution]

Forget him. What we need is Toad Man and the Walrus.

But he was the best Batman villain!

 

[mimgrim]

So I just got done reading Bitterblue. Now I need to read the 3rd book Fire, which appears to be more of a companion to the other 2 books. But why do I like Graceling and Bitterblue so much. They're pretty much chick books but with violence, bloody, criminal activity, mysteries, and other stuff thrown in. That doesn't get rid the chick parts though. @_@

Spoiler

P.S. I'm not actually complaining about the "chick parts". I'm just in a silly mood today after having finished a really good book lol.

 

[Tangamanga]

Does anyone here think that Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire are being a bit overrated? Like, I know everyone wanted a Hoenn remake to happen, but now I think they're being overrated, just a bit.
They will be good games, no doubt, but I think they're having that maximum hype just because it's Hoenn.
This is obviously going to happen when they announce the Pokémon Diamond and Pearl remakes. Everyone will be like this: "Sinnoh Confirmed!" whenever a video of it gets uploaded or if there's news. Mega Evolutions will still be there of course.
At least we will all see Jubilife City in 3D and stuff.
Now that I said Mega Evolutions, Torterra would enjoy the buffed base stats that the Mega Evolution provides. It could be UU again like it was in Gen 4 if this happened.

Eh, hoenn is my favourite region, and the fact that I'll finally be able to play a game alongside other friends when it's released gives me more hype

@ mimgrim I've gotta search for those books you're talking about, they do sound rather interesting

 

[mimgrim]

@ mimgrim I've gotta search for those books you're talking about, they do sound rather interesting

http://www.gracelingrealm.com/books.html

There you go.

 

[Tangamanga]

yassss tyty

 

[RamOne]

This is obviously going to happen when they announce the Pokémon Diamond and Pearl remakes. Everyone will be like this: "Sinnoh Confirmed!" whenever a video of it gets uploaded or if there's news. Mega Evolutions will still be there of course.
At least we will all see Jubilife City in 3D and stuff.
Now that I said Mega Evolutions, Torterra would enjoy the buffed base stats that the Mega Evolution provides. It could be UU again like it was in Gen 4 if this happened.

I hope the Diamond and Pearl remakes (which will inevitably happen, somewhere in 2018, 2019) aren't as bad as the originals. Those games really put me off of Pokémon for a couple of years.

 

[mimgrim]

I still have yet to read Fire yet myself. But I'm kinda glad about that since I was left to be surprised by a few thing that happened in Bitterblue. As a result I would definitely suggest reading Bitterblue before Fire. Even though Fire came out before it. But whichever way, Graceling should be the first one to be read out of the 3 books.

 

[Deleted member]

Drawing on Miiverse is really hard, especially when you have to draw straight lines to make it stand out.

Spoiler

 

[Tangamanga]

Alright, I'll keep that in mind <:

Definitely getting a Kindle once I go back to college.

Drawing on Miiverse is really hard, especially when you have to draw straight lines to make it stand out.

Spoiler

Yo flight, you said you had a Bamboo tablet right? Idk if you've tried it before, but I use the tablet pen instead of the 3ds stylus, it works wonders.

 

[Soul.]

Eh, hoenn is my favourite region, and the fact that I'll finally be able to play a game alongside other friends when it's released gives me more hype

I know, it does sound hype, I think everyone will be disappointed with Gen 4 again, though. The original Diamond and Pearl were already good games, and adding new features from recent games, such as Pokémon Amie, Super Training, Mega Evolutions, Hidden Abilities and things like that would make it hype. Imagine seeing Mega Torterra, Mega Infernape and Mega Empoleon.

I hope the Diamond and Pearl remakes (which will inevitably happen, somewhere in 2018, 2019) aren't as bad as the originals. Those games really put me off of Pokémon for a couple of years.

Game Freak is obviously going to remake the game. It's just a matter of time, then they'll develop the Gen 5 remakes.
I don't think the original games were bad, they just lacked a few features. Now with the remakes, they can add all those new features from recent Pokémon games.
Did the available Pokémon made you not interested in the series again, or was it because of how were they designed?

 

[CatRaccoonBL]

So looking up stuff for Bravely Second, I'm incredibly excited. The game has a new team of writers, (as oppose to just one writer), a new composer, (who plans on giving the game the feel a similar feel to Revo), and all around looks nicer. Especially with the job outfits, they look much better so far.

I even heard the developers of the game actually listen to the responses to the first game on Twitter. So I'm certainly excited. <3

 

[MasterOfKnees]

Does anyone here think that Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire are being a bit overrated? Like, I know everyone wanted a Hoenn remake to happen, but now I think they're being overrated, just a bit.
They will be good games, no doubt, but I think they're having that maximum hype just because it's Hoenn.
This is obviously going to happen when they announce the Pokémon Diamond and Pearl remakes. Everyone will be like this: "Sinnoh Confirmed!" whenever a video of it gets uploaded or if there's news. Mega Evolutions will still be there of course.
At least we will all see Jubilife City in 3D and stuff.
Now that I said Mega Evolutions, Torterra would enjoy the buffed base stats that the Mega Evolution provides. It could be UU again like it was in Gen 4 if this happened.

I think Ruby and Sapphire as a whole are overrated, the 3rd generation has my favorite set of Pokémon, but Hoenn itself isn't that good imo, it's non-linear in a bad way in the sense that it doesn't give you any directions, a good example is how you randomly have to return to the start of the game to defeat the 5th gym. That and the locations aren't really that memorable either imo, and the story isn't worth paying attention to at all. I'm hoping they can fix up the game's flaws with Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire.

A remake of 4th generation would be the one Pokémon game I'd never buy, one of the worse A-titles Nintendo has produced imo.

 

[Sehnsucht]

Excellent @ Sehnsucht , all the makings of an excellent story. Your dramatic build up is inspiring. Can't wait to read Act III.

Also, Kermit giving the "fins up" is outstanding. Favourite character.

I have three bad habits.

-I always let small ideas become big ideas;
-My brain tends to structure big ideas into coherent frameworks almost on its own;
-I've acquired an ethic to finish projects that I start.

This was supposed to be a little thing of maybe three parts, but now it's a five or six-part affair with actual chapter-length installments. @Ndayday brings out the worst in me. I hope you're happy about what you have wrought upon us all.

Kermit is great, true. I'm able to differentiate between the character and the user, which also helps make things less weird.

And dramatic build-up indeed. Even if this is crack fic, I know the way of the narrative. No reason the comedic element has to be the only thing going for this piece.

*likes post inconspicuously so maybe he will remember about me*

*True to his name, Sehnsucht has the memory of a daydream concerning a certain user, but the image is fleeting, and knowing that he once knew the name that now escaped him brought upon him much melancholia*

I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW THAT I CAN DO SO MUCH BETTER THAN THAT!

Bravo, though.

A protagonist needs flaws, as you well know. As Act I established, you're a weeaboo and a latent racist. Now we see that your senses of humour and creativity are lame and stunted. But you also have some redeeming qualities which express themselves throughout the narrative.

@ Sehnsucht
I do say, that was quite an interesting read. I doth decree that I would like to see more of this riveting tale of yours, chap.

....I can't talk sophisticated for jack.

Fret not, my dearest of sirs. I daresay that I can pontificate in the manner of sophistication on both of our esteemed behalves aw yiss.

#MainCharacterinafanfic

Another example of your turgid ego.

Why else do you think I made you the main protagonist?

*Sniff*

You remembered my former occupation...

I had actually forgotten it. I was considering PMing you for your former username, because I really wanted to make that joke, but thankfully, I ended up finding it on your profile page. It was very much an "ooooh, that's what it was" moment. XD

@ Sehnsucht - Very interesting.. *strokes imaginary beard*
The plot thickens.. *strokes imaginary mustache*

I suspect that things will only get more intriguing from here...

*strokes imaginary boddeh*

@ Sehnsucht Act 2 was an excellent read. They just keep getting better and better. Definitely worth the wait.

I liked the character development in this one. Keep it up <3

Hopefully. Act III will be better and better and better.

If you enjoy the development of character, then Act III will be a treat. The Bandwagoners are off to equip themselves before heading off to the Needle.

Fun fun fun.

I'll try to take things a bit slower this time. Act III will likely come out by the end of the week. So don't go asking me about it every thirty minutes you guys vegito.

 

[RamOne]

Game Freak is obviously going to remake the game. It's just a matter of time, then they'll develop the Gen 5 remakes.
I don't think the original games were bad, they just lacked a few features. Now with the remakes, they can add all those new features from recent Pokémon games.
Did the available Pokémon made you not interested in the series again, or was it because of how were they designed?

Mostly because of the game speed and lack of type diversity. Didn't pick Chimchar and you want a Fire-type in your team? Too bad, you only get Ponyta. Don't want a Shinx and you want an Electric-type in your team? Too bad, you only get Pachirisu or Pikachu. Not all new Pokémon were even available before you beat the Elite Four.

 

[Tangamanga]

@ Sehnsucht I'mma start reading your story good sir, it looks quite interesting.

 

[mimgrim]

Definitely getting a Kindle once I go back to college.

Ew. Ew ew ew ew ew.

I have to read actual books. I have to turn the pages and feel the pages. Reading books on a tablet just isn't the same as reading an actual book with actual pages.

 

[Morbi]

The Weaving of the Thread
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A Story By
Sehnsucht


Featuring
The Social Thread Regulars
(and a few who gave me sass for not including them the first time)
(One of these days, I swear...)​

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PREFACE:
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If you've been tagged in this post, then it means you either have appeared, currently appear, or will appear in the story (either as a major or minor character, or as a passing reference).

Since this is a multi-part narrative, you may not necessarily appear in this particular post; though if you have been tagged, you most definitely will appear in later parts, so keep on rockin' in the free world.

This is Act II of TWOTT. You may read Act I here.

You can see who does and doesn't appear in a particular Act by checking the bottom of the post (though that constitutes spoilers, so take that into account).

Additionally, there are usernames that I have added in between the completion of Act I and the writing of Act II; these DLC*** additions will be underlined in the username listings.

I don't think you guys quite understand just how unprepared you are for what's to come. If there are butts anywhere in your vicinity, now would be the time to hold on to them.

Let's-a go!


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ACT II

I HOPE YOU HAVE SOME KLEENEXES HANDY


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Previously, on The Weaving of the Thread:

The guy from Monster Rancher has tasked six dudes to do battle with the dreaded Sehnsucht. But before they can face him at the Needle, this fellowship of gonzo ****ers must first prepare themselves for the treacherous journey ahead.

It's been a real sausagefest so far, and it's only going to get bratwurst from here...



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After leaving Crazy Al’s Bar, Vegito followed his newfound comrades to Plaza Square, at the heart of New Generica. There, by the fountain whose statue leaked water from every orifice, they convened to discuss their next course of action. Passersby avoided coming near them, repelled by the miasma of scrub that was quickly accruing there.

“So, where do we go first?” asked Nielicus, sniffing his finger because what.

“Well, Skimpysuit said we should go find Cream Cheese and Tasty Bran,” said Bidoof. “I say we do that. As a Normal-Type Pacman, I already have many attacks at my disposal. But I’d like to get some brass knuckles or something, just to be safe.”

“Getting armed would be a good idea,” said Cliff, pushing up his glasses. Cliff wore glasses because he was cool, you see. “But then again, we don’t know what we’re up against. It would be more logical to visit the Asylum first, to see what Chucklehead Tom can tell us about Sehnsucht and the Needle. Then, we’ll have a better idea of what equipment we should procure.”

“Sounds good to me!” agreed Nielicus, ever the follower. “What about you, Leenk?”

By way of response, Tewn gave a noncommittal shrug because he was afraid of genuine connection with other people.

Something then surged forth from the fountain, startling them. A drenched Kermit plopped his head on the fountain rim, holding on with his fins.

“As a blobfishinobi,” he said moistly, “I am always armed. In the briny deep, I was trained in the art of combat—” Then he slid back into the water despite himself, for it was his lot in life to be slippery.

“What about you, Vegito?” asked Cliff.

Vegito held his chin in contemplation, mulling over their options until he was reminded by Tewn that they didn’t have all night. “I agree with Cliff,” he said at last. “We should head to the Asylum.” Vegito liked the fuzzy feeling he was getting from being granted the opportunity of having a say in the matter.

“Alright, fine,” said Bidoof. “Anyone know where the Asylum is?”

“It’s up there,” pointed Tewn. And indeed, atop yonder rocky landmark was an imposing fortress of many tiers.

“Okay then, gang!” shouted Vegito, deciding to take the lead. “To the Asylum!”

He jumped in the air, holding an optimistic pose with his fist in the air. But he whiffed the landing, crashing on his knees with a yelp and a whimper. He got up to his knees, trying to brush it off as the others gave him no sympathy ().

Kermit front flipped out of the water to join the rest, and with that, the six were off, leaving the piddling statue of TheDivineDeity behind.

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The Asylum was much larger than Vegito had estimated. The switchbacks on the cliffside made for an arduous climb. At the fore was CliffJumper, who lived up to his namesake by leaping up the switchbacks and waiting for the rest to catch up. Vegito told him that he thought the guy would’ve had a thing for jumping off cliffs, not up them. Looking down from his glasses, Cliff had scoffed at the notion, asking Vegito if he was trying to be funny.

With Cliff generally ahead, Mega Bidoof was the de facto leader of the convoy. He committed as best as he could in his otherkin roleplay on those inclines, walking on all fours to the degree his full-body costume allowed. Behind him was Nielicus, daydreaming of tribbing Nintendo executives.

Kermit the Ninja was the shortest of the group, being a blobfish; his geta sandals click-clacked on the hard ground as he waddled onward. And @tagging along at the back were Vegito and TewnLeenk.

“So what is this place, exactly?” asked Vegito, despite having been a resident of New Generica for much of his life.

“The Asylum of the Banned,” began Tewn, looking up at the structure. “Those who have committed grievous infractions against the Global Rules are kept there. All manner of dangerous, crazy, and ignorant people are held in their cells. Some repent to absolve themselves of their infraction points; others are permabanned, and can never leave. They say the warden is a Senator, and is the one who carries out their judgement.”

“A Senator?”

“They’re more powerful than even Moderators. But they serve greater forces, and so don’t have much free will; they’re singularly devoted to the burdens imposed upon them from on high.”

Vegito gazed at Tewn with amazement. “How do you know all this stuff?”

“I’m a Back Roomer. I know these things.”

They soon caught up to Cliff once again, who hopped up another level in a single bound at Bidoof’s approach. As they progressed, Vegito tried his best to hold his tongue, but eventually, he couldn’t stop himself.

“So… What’s it like being a Back Roomer?” he asked Tewn.

“Okay, I guess,” responded Tewn. “I have to wear these green clothes, and I was branded on my ***. But I got to learn a lot about the way the world works, and I’m part of an extended brotherhood.”

“I knew that part. But I have to ask. What does the Back Room… do, exactly? I mean, what’s its purpose? I’ve always wanted to know.”

Tewn shrugged. “We basically get together on Fridays and just lie there.”

“Huh. Say, how did you get in the Back Room, anyway?”

“It’s pretty simple, actually,” said Tewn. “The Back Room isn’t fond of tryhards. The less hard you try, the likelier it is that you’ll get in.”

Vegito stopped in his tracks as the epiphany struck him. “Oooooooh.”

It all makes sense, now.

Soon enough, the gang reach the peak, passing through the outer portcullis to enter the courtyard of the Asylum of the Banned. Vegito marvelled at whatever forces must have fashioned this immense beige temple to reprimand, seeming to have been chiseled into what had once been the summit of this rocky landmark.

In the courtyard was a pedestal upon which sat an airhorn, tethered by a chain. The nearby sign explained that visitors were to use it to signal their arrival.

“I suppose that must be the doorbell,” said Cliff.

“Who’s gonna press it?” asked Kermit.

Glances were exchanged. It seemed no one was quite willing to draw the attention of the beings that tended to this place.

In the end, TewnLeenk was the one who stepped forward. Taking the airhorn, he aimed it toward the Asylum. He pressed the horn once, then thrice again.

The horn’s blare echoed and faded into the night sky. Tewn replaced the horn on the pedestal. Nothing occurred.

“I guess we wait,” Nielicus said after moments of standstill.

“We should go wait by the main gate,” suggested Cliff.

The group heeded Cliff’s sound advice, presenting themselves before the massive gate. Into the gate was etched a fresco of intermingled bodies, some more human than others. The tableau was chaotic, river rapids frothing of people.

“By the way,” Bidoof began as they waited. “Do we have a name? You know, for our group or whatever?”

“Why would we need a name?” Kermit replied. “It’s not like we’ll be needing one.”

“I wouldn’t mind having a clan name,” said Nielicus. “Something awesome and badass—”

The ground shook as the gate began to open from the top down.

Rays of light poked through the widening crack, becoming brighter as the gate descended. Slowly, a figure was revealed; through their fingers, they could only make out a dark silhouette. Once the gate had lowered fully into the ground and the light had dimmed, the figure stepped forward, revealing himself fully.

It was a man, though not like any they had ever seen.

He descended the few steps before the gate, and they were mesmerized by the relaxed fluidity in the alternation of his legs and the sway of his hips. He wore a robe of thin satin, dark with lighter floral patterns and tied at the midriff with a sash; what flesh wasn’t already exposed in that loose fabric was teased in the slight transparency of his garb, which suggested that nothing but the robe was clothing him.

At the foot of the steps, he halted before the assembled six. He was a Euclidean marvel, the contours of his supple, tasteful musculature coming together in geometric bliss. His hair, which was of a certain colour, seemed to shine with the fire of life itself. He had an almost otherworldly quality, a foot in this world and the other in some unseen place unknown to mortal ken.

The six could hardly do anything other than stare at this man. So steamy was the sight that Mega Bidoof removed his Bidoof helm to get a better look, revealing the flushed face of the man beneath—though Vegito lacked the pop culture savvy to realize that it was Dana Carvey.

“I am Senator Aerodrome. Warden of the Asylum of the Banned.”

His voice oozed sex and authority. Vegito found himself at once confused, disturbed, and confused. Aerodrome subtly shifted his weight to his opposing hip, causing Kermit’s breath to hitch.

“What is the name of your group?” the Senator asked.

Glances were traded. Before anyone could speak up, Vegito took to the floor.

“We’re…uh…the Band! Of, um… uh, the Band w-waaaa... goners. Ehem.”

The sound of TewnLeenk’s palmface slapped from the back. Even Vegito cringed, realizing the terrible quality of the name as he spoke it. He never did well when put on the spot.

“The Bandwagoners,” repeated Aerodrome. “Right, then. What brings you to the Asylum of the Banned?”

“We need to speak to the one called Chucklehead Tom,” Vegito responded.

Aerodrome’s eyelids lowered slightly as he examined the party. “What business do you have with that one? He’s in the highest tier of the Asylum, permabanned for being cray.”

“We’ve been tasked by the Light Music Club to destroy Sehnsucht at the Needle,” explained Cliff. “Chucklehead is the only known person who’s been to the Needle and back. We need to interrogate him to see what he knows.”

The corner of the Senator’s delectable lips tugged in thought. Two of his fingers grazed his impeccable jawline.

“…Hmmmm…” His adam’s apple moved just so. It was glorious. “I’ll allow it,” he decreed. “You get five minutes with him, and not a second more. Speak to no one you see along the way. Remain clear of the cells. And if any one of you plebes touches me with your smeggy fingers, you’ll have a go at the Sandpaper Steep n’ Slide. Capice? Good. Come along, now.”

Aerodrome turned and ascended the steps, entering the gateway. Carvey replaced his head, becoming Mega Bidoof once more. Steeling himself, Vegito followed, as did the rest of the Bandwagoners.

The lobby of the Asylum was gargantuan. Three corridors branched off, before them and to either side. Aerodrome went for the center path, satin kimono rustling in his grace and poise. Most notable to Vegito, however, were not the smooth stone surfaces, but the speakers, playing a particularly groovy beat reflective of the Senator’s refined aesthetic.

The music reverberated through the corridor, masking the yells and screams and banter of the Asylum’s residents that came from the cells. They consisted of solid doors with barred portholes, alternating left and right on the corridor walls. Each cell had a plaque identifying its present occupant.

“YOUUU!” The Bandwagoners jumped as an inmate banged against their cell door, fingers wriggling like worms through the bars. The name on the plaque read ARIGARMY. “I see ya! Ooooh, I wanna TACH ya—”

HWA-CLACK

Arigarmy recoiled with a start as the Senator’s whip lapped at the grate. “Keep it in your cell!”

“Geez,” said Tewn. “What’s he in for?”

“He’s a bit of a rabble-rouser,” said Aerodrome. He looked to the cell with a sort of detached disdain; it made his eyes seem even more intense. “Kind of manic, but relatively harmless. Unless you let him get the best of you.”

Arigarmy peered up through the grate, eyeing the Bandwagoners with his perturbed eyes. Aerodrome’s whip cracked again, and Arigarmy retreated further into his cell for safety, muttering all the while.

“This way, pequeños.”

The group resumed their sojourn. The Senator kept the whip coiled at his fist. Vegito didn’t remember seeing the whip when Aerodrome greeted them in the courtyard. He wondered where he had kept it. That robe didn’t seem to have any pockets.

They soon reach the heart of the Asylum—a circular chamber of many tiers, bridges crisscrossing above over many levels. The walls were lined with many cells, hosting the trolls, the spambots, and the clueless. The occupants called out to Aerodrome as they passed, who was quick to respond with his whip. REBELLIOUS TREECKO called for the end of all government, but they didn’t listen, which delighted his contrarian heart. THE ARTIST FORMERLY KNOWN AS ARMLESS PUPPETEER pleaded for the Bandwagoners to notice them, asking if they liked their makeover—hoping for someone, anyone, to validate their sense of self. They passed by the cell of DANIEL DAY-LEWIS, who had originally come to the Asylum to study for a role, but had so committed to his character that he thought he actually belonged there.

Each inmate they passed proved more bizarre than the last. The tracks on the intercom continued to cycle; there was always something funky fresh for the listener’s enjoyment. They ascended level by level, trying their best to resist falling under the influence of the Senator’s callipygian hypnosis.

“We’re here,” announced Aerodrome as they conquered the last curving stairwell. The Bandwagoners were panting from the exertion. Aerodrome, on the other hand, had yet to break a sweat, not a drop on his nicely tan skin. “This is the highest tier of the Asylum, where we keep the Permabanned. Their IPs addresses have been blocked, and they are thus fated to never again access the outside world. Tread carefully.”

Already, they could tell that this level was different. It felt like the aura of the permabanned themselves was pouring out of of the grates of their cell doors, flooding the hall up to the nips.

As before, each cell had a name plaque. This time, however, the nature of their offense was also included, graven beneath the names.

One cell belonged to PACACK, for the offense of BEING GROSS. As he passed by, Vegito tiptoed to peer through the bars, finding a figure facing away, hunched over. True to the significance of his name, the walls of his cell were covered in cack.

Another cell held a certain SMOOTH CRIMINAL. As they passed by, Vegito noted the hulking and unnaturally smooth-skinned man holed up inside. With a deep, dangerous voice, he called out to the Bandwagoners as he heard their collective footsteps.

“Hey yo Aero baby! You bringin’ some friends over to play? And it ain’t even my birthday, yet, ha-HA! Smooth Criminal.”

Vegito wasn’t sure why HAVING TOURETTES warranted one’s permabanning; he figured that there must be more to the Asylum’s system of justice than he could ever know.

Aerodrome halted. “We’re here.”

The Bandwagoners congregated within the atrium at the end of the hall, where the final door was found. No sound came from the grate in the door. Nielicus needlessly read the plaque’s words aloud.

CHUCKLEHEAD TOM

BURDENED WITH DANGEROUS KNOWLEDGE
AND BEING WHACK
BECAUSE OF AFOREMENTIONED BURDEN​

“So who’s going in?” asked the Senator. He leaned languidly against the wall, shoulders propping him up as his torso curved out, arms hanging limp at his side. “I’m only letting one of you songlings in there.”

“Allow me,” said Cliff. “I think if anyone, I should be able to reason with a madman.”

Hearing no contest, Aerodrome redressed himself off the wall. “Tommy boy’s unhinged, and unpredictable. If you ever have trouble, make some noise.” The Senator then gave an underhand tap to the door, open palm smacking the stone facade. Unseen mechanisms tumbled, and the cell door gave way to a dim space. Cliff gave a last look to the Bandwagoners before pushing up his glasses. Then he entered, the cell door closing behind him.

The Bandwagoners stood awkwardly in the atrium because they weren’t comfortable with being themselves (the Senator was the clear exception, as he had long ago learned to love himself fully).

“…ha ha ha HA GET OUT!”

Cliff called out, and the Senator opened the door not twenty seconds after Cliff had gone inside. Composing himself, he addressed the group.

“I… couldn’t reach through to him. I tried to explain myself to him, but the more I spoke, the more laughed and told me to stahp. I don’t think he understood a word that I said.”

“So what now?” asked Vegito.

“I think you might be better suited for this interrogation," said Cliff.

“Me? Why?”

"His mind isn't wired for conventional social interaction. He's mercurial and scatterbrained. We need someone who has a better chance of understanding his point of view." Cliff turned to Aerodrome. "Senator? Do you mind if Vegito gives it a try?”

Aerodrome ran a hand through his hair hnnnng. “No one’s been able to reach him. Not even me. But your five minutes are still ticking. So do what you want.”

Aerodrome lovetapped the door again, granting entry. Vegito felt meek before the entrance. He looked back to find his comrades watching on in anticipation.

“You can do it, Vegito!” exclaimed Nielicus. It was a tad unnerving to see such a nondescript face smile, but Vegito appreciated the sentiment nonetheless.

“Yeah, show this guy who’s the Elite Four,” added Bidoof.

Kermit gave him a fins-up, though it was hard to tell how enthused he was when his lips were in constant state of droop. Cliff nodded solemnly, and Tewn was too distracted by the Senator to pay attention. Vegito channelled his spirit chi power or whatever and entered the cell.

The door slid shut behind him. He could still hear intercom outside laying phat beats, though the sound was diluted within that confined space.

What immediately struck the boy were the lines.

A single light illuminated the room, revealing the straight lines that were scored on the walls and floor and ceilings, intersecting at various points and angles. If there was a greater design to this crazed hatching and crosshatching, Vegito couldn’t discern it; staring at the patterns made him increasingly uneasy, and his stomach knotted as the truth behind the pattern fluttered at the edges of his subconscious understanding, just out of reach.

“…under and over and under again.”

Vegito pivoted with a brusque motion to face his interlocutor, who was sitting in the corner, resting his forearms on his knees.

“…Tom?”

Chucklehead Tom raised his head, speaking to the air. “That’s what we say when we crochet, heh.”

Vegito gulped. “Uh… Hello, there. My name is Vegito.”

Tom’s eyes immediately locked on to Vegito, and he guffawed without restraint. “That’s a funny-*** name you got there, kid!”

Tom got to his feet, shaking his head. Then he took out what might have once been a fork and began scraping at a section of wall, snickering as he extended an unfinished line. Vegito knew that he was being timed, and the Senator didn’t seem like the lenient sort. Vegito wracked his brain for an angle to work Tom over; to the chagrin of the author, Vegito wasn’t as dimwitted as he appeared, and had the novel insight of trying to think as Tom thought, to speak his language.

“Hey, Tom. You like to laugh, don’t you?"

“I sure do.” Tom didn’t look up from his work. He scraped at the stone wall with short, delicate strokes. “Love to laugh. Yes I do yesiree aw yiss.”

“Why was the rooster afraid to cross the road?” asked Vegito. The boy let a moment elapse. “Because he was too chicken!”

Chucklehead Tom turned around with a blank expression, and he did not chuckle. “That isn’t funny at all!” he exclaimed.

Vegito’s face fell, and rightly so. Tom turned around, continuing his compulsory marking. “Well, why don’t you try to make me laugh?” Vegito said. “What’s the funniest thing you’ve ever heard?”

Tom got excited, digging into the wall with greater verve. “Oh, man. Oh man oh man oh man. So many funny things out there. Like the sound when you pinch the tip of a balloon and let the air out real slow. Or when I struck him and saw what lied beneath. The needle pricked me and I’ve been in stitches ever since, ooo-hoo-hoo. Never gets old. Maybe the best I’ve had was watching the Chappelle Show. Lawdy, ain't that some funny ****!"

“Tell me more about the needle,” pressed Vegito after Tom's lols died down.

“You gotta be careful with needles, mang. You can hurt yourself if you got clumsy fingers. You have to hold them just right. Under and over and under again. That’s how you gotta do it. Stitches and sutures, knits and knots. Heh. Heh heh. We’re all just strands in a big ball of yarn, aren’t we?”

“Tell me about Sehnsucht, Tom.” Vegito took a step closer, the another. “If I wanted to make him LHFAO, what would I say?”

“Everything is funny to him. Always laughing. I heard him in the Eye of the Needle. When I close my eyes, I can hear his voice. And then I start laughing, too! What's up with that?"

Tom broke into a chortle, followed by a couple of cackles before he finished with a hearty titter. At this point, Vegito thought he had a hook on Tom, and so tried to reel him in.

“How do I get to the Eye of the Needle, Tom? How do I get rid of Sehnsucht?”

The next thing Vegito knew, he was being pushed by Tom, who held him by the collar. They tumbled upon his bed, with Tom looming over him.

“He is unending, child. He came from behind the firmament, and trod the newborn earth. He knows the words to the song in your heart. He has many faces, and the end of one brings about another. He has pierced the needle in me, and the truth is threaded through me at the rhythm of my pulse!"

As Tom spoke with crazed fervour, Vegito’s sphincter clenched so tight that he strongly doubted he would ever **** again. “You… you said you struck him, and saw what lied beneath,” said the boy, shying away from Tom as best he could. “How did you do it?”

“He is quick, he is strong, he is resilient. He sees you coming. He is misdirection. I know his mind. I have seen it. Do you see him, boy?"

“Sehnsucht?”

At this, Tom stopped, seeming to become lucid. Then, he began to laugh, as though Vegito had said the funniest he really had ever heard. The man rolled off the bed and fell to the floor, curling in belly laughter, bulging eyes threatening to burst right out of their sockets.

Just then, the cell door opened. The Senator peeked in.

“Alright, munchkin. Time’s up.”

Vegito looked down at Tom as a puddle of urine began to form where he lay. The howling laughter did not relent as Vegito exited the cell, the door sliding back into position.

“Good Guru Nanak, bruh,” said Tewn. “What did you do? Show him your peen?”

“Ha! Nice,” said Bidoof, and he bumped knuckles with a self-satisfied grin.

“Did you learn anything in there?” asked Kermit.

“I’m not sure what I learned,” said Vegito. “But from what I understood from Tom, Sehnsucht ain’t no joke. It might not even be possible to defeat him.”

“Still,” said Cliff, “we must try. We have a responsibility and a duty.”

“HE SAID DOODIE!” cried Chucklehead from his cell. “OOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAH!”

Aerodrome began to move, and his Old Spice aroma drew their attention. Vegito noticed that his whip was nowhere to be seen. “If you’re all done, I’ll show you the way out. Follow me.”

The Bandwagoners fell into line behind the Senator, surrounding by the cries of the Banned. After a few turns, they reached a domed chamber. In the center of the ceiling was embedded a gleaming brass pole; it went straight down into a hole in the floor. The gang cautiously peered into the hole, seeing that the pole went down very far.

“This pole goes all the way down to the ground level,” explained Aerodrome. “All you need to do is slide. Use your thighs to control your descent. And take some of this hand sanitizer; I won’t let you pass unless you do.”

Aerodrome was now holding a bottle of green liquid. They formed a line, holding out their hands and scrubbing their hands with the stuff until the Senator was satisfied.

They began their descent. Cliff went first; they watched him recede as he crossed the tiers of the Asylum. Then went Nielicus, yelling gleefully as he went down. Mega Bidoof zipped like a bullet, as his soft costume provided little traction. Kermit did an aerial twist as a segue to the mount, though an error in execution caused him to latch onto the pole upside down, and he cursed himself as he slid out of view. TewnLeenk hesitated before grabbing the pole; he went down slowly, in stops and starts. Vegito was last to go.

“Hey, Senator,” he said. “Thanks you for your time.”

Vegito prepared to leave, but Aerodrome spoke.

“Hey, little dove. It’s dangerous to go at it alone. Take this.”

When Vegito turned, Aerodrome had already tossed the item, though Vegito managed to catch it. He examined the bottle in his hand, which turned out to be some SlickWylde Vaseline. The bottle was curiously warm.

“Um… thanks,” said Vegito, stuffing the bottle in his coat pocket. Aerodrome winked. I can’t even.

Then Vegito hopped onto the pole, crossing his legs firmly. As he began his controlled descent, he looked up, seeing Aerodrome watching him slide down from above. There was a brief moment where Vegito thought he might have caught a glance up the Senator’s robe, and he almost passed out and fell to his death.

And throughout the Asylum of the Banned, the song carried on.

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Smoke 'em if you got 'em.

Chucklehead Tom had a lot to say. Chances are there's a significance to his words that isn't apparent at first glance. And of course there would be. This is my story, so nothing is random.

So it is that Act II ends, and there are more Acts to come. This story is becoming something rather big, and perhaps a little bit special. It's a bit daunting, but I feel as though it's my duty (shut up) to see it through.

And now, the roster as detailed in Corocoro:

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Non-spoilers:
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@Vegito2727
@Nielicus
@Swampasaur
@Cap'nChreest
@ToasterBrains
@Mega Bidoof
@CliffJumper
@Chucklehead Tom
(Me, Sehnsucht!)
@TewnLeenk
@Kermit the Ninja
(The Divine Deity)***
@Aerodrome
@The Light Music Club
@ Will
@Rebellious Treecko
@Lizardon
@Pacack
@Smooth Criminal
@SlickWylde

Total: 19 users

***I was not around in the apparently infamous DivineDeity days, but I figured there are those who might appreciate the reference, so I wrote it in anyway. That may make me a hack, but at least I'm a cutie.
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Kind of spoilers:
[collapse=THOSE WHO HAVE YET TO BE MENTIONED, OR WON'T SHOW UP AGAIN (IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER))]
@Backgammon
@crazyal02
@CrophMaruMariolu2W0vol41PEeeeeek
@dimensionsword64
@FalKoopa
@Frostwraith
@GoldenYuiitusin
@Hong
@HunterNinjaReaperPirate98
@IsmaR
@Kaye Cruiser
@KenithTheGatherer
@MaskO'Gears
@ Substitution
@Moon Monkey
@ Morbi
@MSmariosonic
@Ndayday
@8-peacock-8
@PLATINUM7
@PsychoIncarnate
@Quilt Reversal
@ CatRaccoonBL
@Radical Beam
@ScatmansWorld25
@Shaya
@skaaaa
@TeenGirlSquad
@TheFirstPoppyBro
@The Original Robot boy
@TitanTeaTime
@Zhadgon

Total: 32 users
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If I missed anyone, or neglected to include them in the above list and/or in the story, then go walk around your place of residence a few times. If you are on this list, and would prefer not to be, then that'll teach you to think twice before posting (semi)frequently in the Social Thread.

Also, I am no longer going to include usernames to the list (unless I have somehow neglected to include any actual regular posters in the Social Thread). There are only so many cameos and references that I can pack in here. I must strike a compromise between representation and storytelling. Any further inclusions will be at my discretion.

Ahem.

Act III will come at a later time. I will work on it at my own pace, and release periodic status updates in this thread until it's ready to be posted. I will repeat this process until all Acts of TWOTT have been posted in this thread.

Until then, pequeños.

--Sehnsucht

The DivineDeity reference caught me off guard (as I suspected that you were not around), but it was so worth it. Thank you for including it despite not understanding the horror.

Also... for shame. Random pop music in a maniacal asylum. I expected better of you, Sehnsucht. Metal or bust, or metal bust.

 

[Substitution]

Another example of your turgid ego.

Why else do you think I made you the main protagonist?

Because you plan on killing him off in an elaborate but all the while brutal manner. Because he's a decoy.

 

[Tangamanga]

Ew. Ew ew ew ew ew.

I have to read actual books. I have to turn the pages and feel the pages. Reading books on a tablet just isn't the same as reading an actual book with actual pages.

I know what you mean, books are always better. But my college dorm is ridiculously small, I barely have enough room for my art supplies / computer; plus, I need to share that shoebox dorm with a roommate. (Also, imported books are harder and more expensive )

 

[Deleted member]

Yo flight, you said you had a Bamboo tablet right? Idk if you've tried it before, but I use the tablet pen instead of the 3ds stylus, it works wonders.

Oh, nice. I tried doing such thing with other styli (including the Capture pen for a short while), but ultimately I prefer the 3DS stylus.. however, if you don't want to lose your 3DS stylus, then something else like, any tablet pen, can work.

Typos..

 

[Sehnsucht]

@ Sehnsucht I'mma start reading your story good sir, it looks quite interesting.

Read the first part here, and the second part here.

As a reminder, there will probably end up being 5-6 parts in total, by the end of it.

 

[Tangamanga]

@Flight Hehe, the stylus isn't that much to my liking, the way I end up holding it I keep pressing the wrong buttons e_e

@ Sehnsucht thank you thank you, I shall start on it then.

 

[MrPanic]

It would be cool to get a trailer of Link and Ganondorf having an epic sword fight which ends with Ganondorf sword getting flung into the distant. Then the sword turns into Ghirahim which is followed by the splashscreen 'Ghirahim joins the battle', followed by him sticking his tongue out just before the gameplay trailer starts.

The real joke of this trailer would be Ganondorf still using his semi-falcon moveset during the gameplay part because his sword decided to fight on his own.

 

[Morbi]

It would be cool to get a trailer of Link and Ganondorf having an epic sword fight which ends with Ganondorf sword getting flung into the distant. Then the sword turns into Ghirahim which is followed by the splashscreen 'Ghirahim joins the battle', followed by him sticking his tongue out just before the gameplay trailer starts.

The real joke of this trailer would be Ganondorf still using his semi-falcon moveset during the gameplay part because his sword decided to fight on his own.

It is not funny if you have to explain it.

(But seriously, thanks for explaining it).

 

[mimgrim]

I know what you mean, books are always better. But my college dorm is ridiculously small, I barely have enough room for my art supplies / computer; plus, I need to share that shoebox dorm with a roommate. (Also, imported books are harder and more expensive )

I live in a RV. I can assure you my room is much smaller. And this is after my mom has used it for putting in things like a mini freezer and taking space on the beds I'm not sleeping on and I still have a bookshelf overflowing with books.

Also, where do you live if you have to import them?

 

[Soul.]

I think Ruby and Sapphire as a whole are overrated, the 3rd generation has my favorite set of Pokémon, but Hoenn itself isn't that good imo, it's non-linear in a bad way in the sense that it doesn't give you any directions, a good example is how you randomly have to return to the start of the game to defeat the 5th gym. That and the locations aren't really that memorable either imo, and the story isn't worth paying attention to at all. I'm hoping they can fix up the game's flaws with Omega Ruby and Alpha Sapphire.

A remake of 4th generation would be the one Pokémon game I'd never buy, one of the worse A-titles Nintendo has produced imo.

They were overrated the moment they got released. Now it's all "HOENN CONFIRMED" every single time.
I don't think they will change the way you have to go to the 5th Gym. It's a remake, so it needs to stay true to the original.
Hoenn is "meh" overall. I don't hate it, but it's extremely overrated. I really don't care about Pokémon games' stories, so all I do is complete the game so I can "try" to battle competitively, but in the end I end up using Pokémon Online since it's easier to battle competitively.

Mostly because of the game speed and lack of type diversity. Didn't pick Chimchar and you want a Fire-type in your team? Too bad, you only get Ponyta. Don't want a Shinx and you want an Electric-type in your team? Too bad, you only get Pachirisu or Pikachu. Not all new Pokémon were even available before you beat the Elite Four.

Didn't Platinum fix those issues? Like, if you didn't use Chimchar, there was at least Flareon/Houndour (Houndoom).
Electric-types? Lol, most of the time I ended up using Jolteon since you get it at an earlier part of the game. If you didn't chose Turtwig, at least Budew was there in earlier Routes, but then if you didn't use Piplup you would have to use stuff like Vaporeon.

 

[Tangamanga]

I'll take a picture of my dorm one of this days, I swear it's very puny

And I live in Mexico, so if I want the stuff in the original language I've gotta go the extra mile to acquire it. (cept for videogames, whoo!)

@ Soul. I never got to play Platinum Diamond is the most recent pokemon game I've played, my hands twitch for another adventure in that cockfighting society.

 

[MasterOfKnees]

They were overrated the moment they got released. Now it's all "HOENN CONFIRMED" every single time.
I don't think they will change the way you have to go to the 5th Gym. It's a remake, so it needs to stay true to the original.
Hoenn is "meh" overall. I don't hate it, but it's extremely overrated. I really don't care about Pokémon games' stories, so all I do is complete the game so I can "try" to battle competitively, but in the end I end up using Pokémon Online since it's easier to battle competitively.

Didn't Platinum fix those issues? Like, if you didn't use Chimchar, there was at least Flareon/Houndour (Houndoom).
Electric-types? Lol, most of the time I ended up using Jolteon since you get it at an earlier part of the game. If you didn't chose Turtwig, at least Budew was there in earlier Routes, but then if you didn't use Piplup you would have to use stuff like Vaporeon.

Eh, I can live with the 5th Gym's location, I'm just hoping they can make the region more interesting, Groudon is easily my favorite legendary and like I mentioned before 3rd generation has my favorite Pokémon, so it has the potential to be the best game in the series imo, but it has a long way to go. As long as they nerf the overleveled Elite Four, thus eliminating the super-grind at the end of the game, it'll already be a vastly superior game though.

Platinum didn't fix the speed, it was still slow, and Houndoom and Flareon suck just as much as Rapidash honestly. Platinum also suffers from having to grind too much at the end of the game, it doesn't fix the boring region and its bad flow either. The story is also even more over the top than Diamond and Pearl's was, I still don't see why I have to save the world on my way to become the Pokémon champion, if they want me to do anything more than get rid of a nasty team make it the focus of the game, just like B&W did.

 

[Tangamanga]

I want a Lunatic mode for pokemon :v

Poking my eyes out in frustration is fun~

 

[Substitution]

I want a Lunatic mode for pokemon :v

Poking my eyes out in frustration is fun~

You mean the Nuzlocke Challenge?

 

[Deleted member]

This is one of the first drawings I made to have Aspyr's base design. At the time, he did not have hands and I couldn't come up with a mouth, so that's why I kept him like that. There were 3 spikes on his head instead of 4, and was slightly smaller (a la Classic Sonic). Oh yeah, this was made in 2013.

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