The Intergalactic Highway

evreyone ses a feline figure rising from the ahes (featherashes???) of the last explosion...could it be...?

JAG'S CLONE!!!!!!
wait...there's FOUR OF THEM!!!

(others): oh slag...

*jag 1 takes Jammer's deck chair and swings him across room so he lands in smallest pile of cushions*

*jag 2 snatches shield cushion from moosey and knocks his flashy sunglasses off with it*

*jag 3 minds her own business...until gets knocked in face with mosseys sunglasses...and dives into the corner of feathers to join Yachi's feast...stupid cat*

*jag 4 joins silver tumbling down the stairs. however, land on feet cat-style and bops him*

all four jags:...BWAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!! fft!

*they retreat and lets loose a GIANT PILLOW BALL!!!!!* i suggest you all RUN LIKE HELL!

Sees all the jag clones


"All who wants some"

*Moosey is swept up in the feathery blizzard caused by Yachi's explosives.*

*Thinking quickly, he pulls a small communications device, cleverly disguised as a banana split, from his pocket.*

Boot-up the Net boys... let's bring out the big guns!

*Satellites in orbit above the Earth align in a network of electronic ingenuity. Communicating faster than the air speed of of an unladen swallow, they quickly zero in on the BWINT forums.*

*Meanwhile, somewhere, in a shack hidden deep in the Montana wilderness, behind a McDonald's, some bored dude presses a large red button.*

*With a force greater than a 1000 caffeinated gerbils, the satellites hurl millions of pillows down onto the forums.*

*Unfortunately, the cotton and goose-down pillows are incinerated in the atmosphere. A few feathers survive to fall, ironically, on Moosey's head. The ironic part was that he noticed this in the midst of the feathery maelstrom still swirling from Yachi's bombs.*

This is a minor setback... >.>

During the feather maelstorm, Yachi stands with her arms spread wide, laughing manically as her plan comes into fruition. For she wields a power far greater than any satellite...

"You have no idea what terrible fate has befallen you!" she screams hysterically. "For I am....the Pillow Goddess!"

As she speaks, she punches a rather large, obvious button in the middle of her chest that has somehow, up until this point, survived its own destruction by disguising itself as a parrot. The millions of tiny feathers flying through the air instantly transform into millions of tiny mouse-sized pillows. They begin to whip about the room like mad bees, striking like padded bullets at all surfaces, whether they be metal or squishy soft.

"Come, my pretties! Come to me!" Yachi screeches melodramatically.

....and then, ironically, she collapses into a heap of scrap metal as one of Moosey's single, solitary surviving feathers lands on her shoulder. A feather travelling at a velocity of 1,734mph. A crater the size of a gorilla's fist smokes from the center of her chest as she sizzles in gurgles her futility.

The mini-pillows, on the other hand, continue to zip about the room, singing 'We Represent The Lollipop Guild' in just the cutest little high-pitches voices.

It is not right for a captain to abandon his ship when it is busy sinking, but Sapphire temporarily disassociated the BWINT forums from being a ship and her as its captain, and made to leave. Before she did, she glared at Razor One, who had started the most violent of the pillow battles which had since escalated way out of control. She then gathered a few pillows, strapped them to herself for padding, and attempted to sneak out during a blizzard of feathers and insanity. "Abandon ship," she muttered. "Ye-arrrr."

*Tries well to avoid the huge pillow bomb attacks and grabs a pillow and a pillow shield*
Hopefully this is a good shield
*Runs to whack Jag #2, who was screaming somewhere in the feather clouds*

**rides into topic on giant Centipede**

Whoah!

**giant Centipeded rears up, hundreds of legs flailing before calming down**

Thats'a girl! **pets giant centipede and dismounts**

People of -oof!

**gets pillowed in the face**

Blah! I was going to make a pronouncement but now you may feel my wrath!

**throws Waffle in random direction**

**throws Syrup covered waffle in yet another direction**

**throws Frozen waffle in yet a different direction**

Choose your sides people! It's Civil War! Waffles Vs. Pillows!

the flying wfles have suddenly appeared back out of nowhere...with R1 on a centipede? ugh...this war is going to the doggy-bots...

*Jags 1, 2, 3 + 4 all huddle. jag1 punches jag 3 in face as she obviously wanted to chase after the syrup-covered waffle on a hoverboard made of coke cans and wire clothes hangers...stupid cat*

prepare for sticky feather covered bots running around the place! (said one of them...)

*1, 2 + 4 click wrists open and reveal large purple buttons...in canon they PUSH!*

*EXLOSION of syrups from one quazar cannon thingy*
**KABOOM of feathers from another**
***one more random BANG from a quazar cannon filled with live mole rats...which all 4 jags caught and ate as they watched everybody (esp R1) run around like headless chickens...***


*laugh as Sapph and Silvr collide with eachother as they try to make a run for it...*

*no one noticed a difference in fizy...already a bird...hmph!*

The door blows open and there is a proud silhouette standing there. An icy chill blows through the door. Who is this? The wind picks up and the completely frozen block of ice which is Silver falls to the ground with a large thud. Man its cold here.

*Shakes hands like a cat wearing booties*
Aw man, now the syrup will never get off my feathers!!
*Sees Silver in frozen mode*
Well, guess I'll have to wait for him to defrost before I can attack.
*gets hit with more flying waffles and gets covered in feathers

*walks in after hearing about the pillow fight* *eyes the motionless form of Crab still laying on the floor*

"...Crab? Hey, you reading me, scissors?" *no answer*

*Slaps a pillow between two huge waffles and attempts to hurl it at someone at least, but finds out her arms are frozen stiff and smacks herself in the face*

...Owchie. *staggers for a while* *shakes her head*

*Curls a cover into a huge ball and pelts Silver with it. He keels over and shoots one of his feather missiles at her.*

*ducks, and the missile blows a hole in the bookcase Silver had crashed into earlier*

safeguard? who? attaaaack!!!!

*all 4 jags chase her in several circles with 8 massive king-sized matresses, knocking over Silver, R-1 Moosey and Sapphire in process...*

oops...

OUCH! THAT WAS MY TAIL!!! stupid cat! *all bop jag 3*

thats IT! iv had enough! *starts chasing other jags and bops them with Safeguard, knocking down same bots as before, only Silver was already down, so they slid him across the feather-covered floor and used him as a sledge...*

WHEEEEEE!!!!

*whole forum dogpiles ( ) on Silver, who is helplessly whining like a puppy*...YEEEEHAAAW!

*rises up from the dogpile and snatches Stinkbomb's tail, tossing him towards Jag*

CATCH! *flees for cover before the skunk could be true to his name*

*After several explosions she rises from the ashes of what had formerly been a sofa*

*Springs around the room, grabs Silver and pulls him to his feet*

"Bird-dog? Hey? You still in there?"

*Proceeds to run around, pulling several downed bots up... and then calls for others to join*

"Landray, hullo? You want to join or stay safe?"

*Snags Wingfoot and pelts Landray's door with her*

ive just noticed (well, not JUST) that this has become seriously like an RPG...COOL!

*scanning...scanning...lifeforms detected: lurker lake*

*Jags call all present bots to arms to prepare a pillow baracade: Silver, Moosey in his hot air balloon and al flyers take spitfire pillow greneades. Sapphire, Fizzy, Una and EVERYBODY else take flank on the active side of the lake...Jag (one of them) raises arm: "ready...aim...WAIT FOR IT...FIIIIIRE!!!!!!"

*bombs are dropped, weapons are fired Safeguard fires torpedoes and EVERY SINGLE LURKER IS PULVERISED BY BOMBARDING FEATHERS!!!*

*there is an eerie silence...*

"come on lurkers, we know you're out there...come on out!!!"

*cheers of sgreement from active forum members*

Jagna wrote:Safeguard fires torpedoes

..That have anything to do with 'Guard being a dolphin, ne? Anyway...
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*watches as the lake's water disappears in a blinding flash of feathers*

"...I don't think this was such a good idea... 00"

*flees as the pillows grow to monster size after absorbing too much of the lake water... and runs headfirst into the bookcase*

*the impact causes the torpedoes to fly off and the lurker habitat is covered in black and white feathers, and multiple cloth pieces*

"...Black... and white..? What the h....?" *groans* "KRAD, DARK! Get the hell outta my torpedo tubes!"

*eyes the people as they clamber out* "...Adaon, Ellidyr, Gwydion? What the darn were YOU doing in there?"

*all five grin and start pelting everyone with pillows*