RuleJJ heard a knock on his door. He walked towards it and opened it. He saw Con and I – Exhausted, sweating, bruised, and armed. “Sorry, but we need a place to lay low.” Con said. “A half mad evil Mod is trying to smash us.” I added. RuleJJ glanced nervously at the cameras, then nodded and let us in. “Thanks. Like, I can’t say how thankfull I am. Like, thank you for helping us. Because, if you didn’t we would probably have been caught. Thank you.” I said, relaxing. “I guess we’re safe again, eh Con?” RuleJJ shook his head. “The Moderators’s eyes are everywhere. You aren’t safe yet.” “That’s an over exaggeration.” I said, then nervously looked around. I leaned my gun against a wall and looked at my surroundings. Just as I had expected – The place was clean, neat and spotless. Until now, since Con and I were trampling mud into a clean brand new carpet. RuleJJ didn’t seem to notice, but I expected he did and was annoyed. We came to the dining room, where we sat down. I started polishing my chainmail. RuleJJ clasped his hands together and leaned forward. “Tell me,” He said, “What happened.” I looked up from my chainmail. “Con and I had noticed none of the Mods we recognised were anywhere. So I decided we should go and investigate. So then Con and I found out that this evil Mod was wanting to shut down the boards. So this Mod was interrogating this actual Mod. But then he chased us, we ran and now we’re here.” RuleJJ nodded, then his expression changed. “Did he follow you???” “Uh…” “No!” RuleJJ stood up. “He could be sitting just outside my house!” I paled. “You!” RuleJJ pointed at me. “Go! Get out!” I got up and hung my head. I slowly walked towards the door. Before my hand touched the handle, RuleJJ grabbed my arm in an iron grip. “No.” He hissed. “The back door. I don’t want to be seen fraternising, aiding and abetting!” I nodded and turned around. I walked towards the back door. Con and I left. Just as we closed the door, RuleJJ’s front door slammed open.
How dare RuleJJ... I'm going to CONe back and spray-paint his house neon pink.
Post by LegoAgentFigure on May 2, 2018 22:14:32 GMT
(Part Two)
The guy with the black coat and cap appeared, his ban hammer in his hand.
I didn’t close the door fully. I left a small gap where I could peek in so I could watch. “Where are they?” The evil Mods henchman asked. “I don’t know. Who are you looking for exactly?” RuleJJ asked calmly. The Mod scowled. “You know what I’m talking about.” He raised his ban hammer and pointed it at RuleJJ. RuleJJ noticed a difference in it.
“This,” The Mod said, noticing that RuleJJ looked curious, “is a dark ban hammer. Have you heard of it? No? Well, I’ll tell you then.” The Mod grinned. “This bans the original user, but leaves a fake one left behind.”
“A dupe?” RuleJJ asked. “Yes, a dupe. But one that’s under my control. An evil dupe.”
RuleJJ paled slightly. The Mod grinned. “You look curious. Shall I show you what happens when one gets struck by it?”
The Mod started slowly moving the hammer forward. RuleJJ backed up until his back was against the wall. The ban hammer was nearly touching RuleJJ’s throat. “No!” I shouted, slamming the door open and firing my TMDG.
The Mod swivelled round and threw his ban hammer at me. I dodged, rolling out of the way.
The Mod strode forward and grabbed his hammer and attacked me again. I bought out my mini Sombrero shooter pistol out of my pocket and fired. The Mod deflected the shots easily. Just then, RuleJJ dived at the Mod and knocked him down. The ban hammer fell out of the Mods hand and clattered somewhere. “Run!” RuleJJ shouted. He helped me up and together we ran. We ran outside. “Wait! Wait!” I said, sliding to a halt. “Where’s Con?”
The guy with the black coat and cap appeared, his ban hammer in his hand.
I didn’t close the door fully. I left a small gap where I could peek in so I could watch. “Where are they?” The evil Mods henchman asked. “I don’t know. Who are you looking for exactly?” RuleJJ asked calmly. The Mod scowled. “You know what I’m talking about.” He raised his ban hammer and pointed it at RuleJJ. RuleJJ noticed a difference in it.
“This,” The Mod said, noticing that RuleJJ looked curious, “is a dark ban hammer. Have you heard of it? No? Well, I’ll tell you then.” The Mod grinned. “This bans the original user, but leaves a fake one left behind.”
“A dupe?” RuleJJ asked. “Yes, a dupe. But one that’s under my control. An evil dupe.”
RuleJJ paled slightly. The Mod grinned. “You look curious. Shall I show you what happens when one gets struck by it?”
The Mod started slowly moving the hammer forward. RuleJJ backed up until his back was against the wall. The ban hammer was nearly touching RuleJJ’s throat. “No!” I shouted, slamming the door open and firing my TMDG.
The Mod swivelled round and threw his ban hammer at me. I dodged, rolling out of the way.
The Mod strode forward and grabbed his hammer and attacked me again. I bought out my mini Sombrero shooter pistol out of my pocket and fired. The Mod deflected the shots easily. Just then, RuleJJ dived at the Mod and knocked him down. The ban hammer fell out of the Mods hand and clattered somewhere. “Run!” RuleJJ shouted. He helped me up and together we ran. We ran outside. “Wait! Wait!” I said, sliding to a halt. “Where’s Con?”
*is sitting on the roof trying to charge batteries with lightning*
Great part, LEGO! Those dark ban hammers are intriguing!
The guy with the black coat and cap appeared, his ban hammer in his hand.
I didn’t close the door fully. I left a small gap where I could peek in so I could watch. “Where are they?” The evil Mods henchman asked. “I don’t know. Who are you looking for exactly?” RuleJJ asked calmly. The Mod scowled. “You know what I’m talking about.” He raised his ban hammer and pointed it at RuleJJ. RuleJJ noticed a difference in it.
“This,” The Mod said, noticing that RuleJJ looked curious, “is a dark ban hammer. Have you heard of it? No? Well, I’ll tell you then.” The Mod grinned. “This bans the original user, but leaves a fake one left behind.”
“A dupe?” RuleJJ asked. “Yes, a dupe. But one that’s under my control. An evil dupe.”
RuleJJ paled slightly. The Mod grinned. “You look curious. Shall I show you what happens when one gets struck by it?”
The Mod started slowly moving the hammer forward. RuleJJ backed up until his back was against the wall. The ban hammer was nearly touching RuleJJ’s throat. “No!” I shouted, slamming the door open and firing my TMDG.
The Mod swivelled round and threw his ban hammer at me. I dodged, rolling out of the way.
The Mod strode forward and grabbed his hammer and attacked me again. I bought out my mini Sombrero shooter pistol out of my pocket and fired. The Mod deflected the shots easily. Just then, RuleJJ dived at the Mod and knocked him down. The ban hammer fell out of the Mods hand and clattered somewhere. “Run!” RuleJJ shouted. He helped me up and together we ran. We ran outside. “Wait! Wait!” I said, sliding to a halt. “Where’s Con?”
*is sitting on the roof trying to charge batteries with lightning*
Great part, LEGO! Those dark ban hammers are intriguing!
Post by LegoAgentFigure on May 5, 2018 5:55:37 GMT
(Part Three)
“Come on! We must go!” RuleJJ said impatiently. I glared at RuleJJ. “Not without Con.”
“He’s right here.” A voice sneered. I turned around. The scarred evil Mod had his dark ban hammer pointed at Con, who was held in a strong grip. I finally got a chance to study him. He was wearing a velvet cape, and he had a slightly military looking jacket. The Mod had somehow banned other Mods as well. I counted four other enemies. There was an evil dupe of WildBunchz, BoringHamster, BlackCrocodile and CatWizard. I paled. They seemed like a dull shadow of themselves. CatWizard was holdiing onto Con’s weapons. “Surrender.” I said nervously. The scarred Mod laughed. “You’re so underwhelming.” He said.
I shrugged. “Fine, I surrender!” I threw my TMDG at the Mods. CatWizard grabbed it.
“And,” The scarred Mod said. I reluctantly reached into my pocket and chucked my pistol at them. Again, CatWizard took it. “And,” The Mod repeated. I sighed, taking off my Sombrero. I pulled a machine gun out of it and threw it at CatWizard, who grabbed it.
“And.”
I gave them a dagger.
“And." “Oh come on! I have nothing else!” I said. “Yes you do!” The Mod said. I looked at the ground, then pulled a Taco out of my Sombrero.
I threw it at the Mods. CatWizard took it. “I have and unlimited supply of Tacos, if you want them as well.” I said. “We don’t have time for Tacos.” The scarred Mod said. “What’s your name by the way? Because I want to adress you.” I asked. “Demion.”
I nodded. “Demuyonion, you can’t win!” I shouted. Demion frowned and shook his head. “It’s pronounced Dee-me-on. Not Dem-oi-onion!”
An embarrassed look came across my face. “Sorry. Anyway, Demion, you can’t win!”
Demion frowned. “Why not?”
“Because of a reason I cannot think of right now. Anyways, you forgot one other weapon I have...”
“Come on! We must go!” RuleJJ said impatiently. I glared at RuleJJ. “Not without Con.”
“He’s right here.” A voice sneered. I turned around. The scarred evil Mod had his dark ban hammer pointed at Con, who was held in a strong grip. I finally got a chance to study him. He was wearing a velvet cape, and he had a slightly military looking jacket. The Mod had somehow banned other Mods as well. I counted four other enemies. There was an evil dupe of WildBunchz, BoringHamster, BlackCrocodile and CatWizard. I paled. They seemed like a dull shadow of themselves. CatWizard was holdiing onto Con’s weapons. “Surrender.” I said nervously. The scarred Mod laughed. “You’re so underwhelming.” He said.
I shrugged. “Fine, I surrender!” I threw my TMDG at the Mods. CatWizard grabbed it.
“And,” The scarred Mod said. I reluctantly reached into my pocket and chucked my pistol at them. Again, CatWizard took it. “And,” The Mod repeated. I sighed, taking off my Sombrero. I pulled a machine gun out of it and threw it at CatWizard, who grabbed it.
“And.”
I gave them a dagger.
“And." “Oh come on! I have nothing else!” I said. “Yes you do!” The Mod said. I looked at the ground, then pulled a Taco out of my Sombrero.
I threw it at the Mods. CatWizard took it. “I have and unlimited supply of Tacos, if you want them as well.” I said. “We don’t have time for Tacos.” The scarred Mod said. “What’s your name by the way? Because I want to adress you.” I asked. “Demion.”
I nodded. “Demuyonion, you can’t win!” I shouted. Demion frowned and shook his head. “It’s pronounced Dee-me-on. Not Dem-oi-onion!”
An embarrassed look came across my face. “Sorry. Anyway, Demion, you can’t win!”
Demion frowned. “Why not?”
“Because of a reason I cannot think of right now. Anyways, you forgot one other weapon I have...”
We sombrero-wearers are as good as a Walmart if you're ever in a tight place.
“Come on! We must go!” RuleJJ said impatiently. I glared at RuleJJ. “Not without Con.”
“He’s right here.” A voice sneered. I turned around. The scarred evil Mod had his dark ban hammer pointed at Con, who was held in a strong grip. I finally got a chance to study him. He was wearing a velvet cape, and he had a slightly military looking jacket. The Mod had somehow banned other Mods as well. I counted four other enemies. There was an evil dupe of WildBunchz, BoringHamster, BlackCrocodile and CatWizard. I paled. They seemed like a dull shadow of themselves. CatWizard was holdiing onto Con’s weapons. “Surrender.” I said nervously. The scarred Mod laughed. “You’re so underwhelming.” He said.
I shrugged. “Fine, I surrender!” I threw my TMDG at the Mods. CatWizard grabbed it.
“And,” The scarred Mod said. I reluctantly reached into my pocket and chucked my pistol at them. Again, CatWizard took it. “And,” The Mod repeated. I sighed, taking off my Sombrero. I pulled a machine gun out of it and threw it at CatWizard, who grabbed it.
“And.”
I gave them a dagger.
“And." “Oh come on! I have nothing else!” I said. “Yes you do!” The Mod said. I looked at the ground, then pulled a Taco out of my Sombrero.
I threw it at the Mods. CatWizard took it. “I have and unlimited supply of Tacos, if you want them as well.” I said. “We don’t have time for Tacos.” The scarred Mod said. “What’s your name by the way? Because I want to adress you.” I asked. “Demion.”
I nodded. “Demuyonion, you can’t win!” I shouted. Demion frowned and shook his head. “It’s pronounced Dee-me-on. Not Dem-oi-onion!”
An embarrassed look came across my face. “Sorry. Anyway, Demion, you can’t win!”
Demion frowned. “Why not?”
“Because of a reason I cannot think of right now. Anyways, you forgot one other weapon I have...”
We sombrero-wearers are as good as a Walmart if you're ever in a tight place.
Great part, LEGO!
Yep. Sombreros are handy.
Thanks Con! Why are you calling me LEGO by the way? You used to call me LEGO, then you called me LAF and now you're calling me LEGO. Or did you call me Agent once? I dunno, I have too many nicknames so can y'all choose one and stick to it?
Post by LegoAgentFigure on May 6, 2018 6:31:27 GMT
(Part Four)
“Give it then!”
I grinned. “Sure!” I took off my Sombrero and threw it at the Mods like Captain America’s shield. With a clang, it hit BoringHamster and knocked him out. My Sombrero returned to me like a boomerang. I threw it at a slight angle, and it hit Demion and knocked him down, bounced off him, hit Catwizard and returned to me. Con got out of Demion's grip while he was distracted and grabbed our weapons.
“Stop them!” Demion yelled. Con chucked my weapons at me. I put my Sombrero back on my head and caught them, then passed my machine gun and knife to RuleJJ. RuleJJ pocketed the knife. We ran back into RuleJJ’s house, BlackCrocodile, WildBunchz, CatWizard and Demion following behind us. RuleJJ swivelled round and the whole room lit up with machince gun fire. The Mods dived for cover. “Go!” RuleJJ said. “I’ll keep them busy!”
Con and I ran out the front door, heading straight to the Sombrero Club. We turned the corner to Club Street, then crashed into Demion’s henchman, who was waiting to ambush us. “Oh so so sorry sir, but…” Con said, then whipped out his taser and zapped the Mod. The Mod shook violently, then dropped to the ground. I aimed my Tranquiliser Machine Dart Gun at the Mod and opened fire. When I stopped firing, I grinned at the result. “That should keep him asleep.” Con shook his head. “LEGO, how could you?” He said. I shrugged. Con then couldn’t help smiling after he stared at the Mod again. “Well anyways, we should probably go.”
We sombrero-wearers are as good as a Walmart if you're ever in a tight place.
Great part, LEGO!
Yep. Sombreros are handy.
Thanks Con! Why are you calling me LEGO by the way? You used to call me LEGO, then you called me LAF and now you're calling me LEGO. Or did you call me Agent once? I dunno, I have too many nicknames so can y'all choose one and stick to it?
I'm going to CONe back and spray-paint his house neon pink. 
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Why are you calling me LEGO by the way? You used to call me LEGO, then you called me LAF and now you're calling me LEGO.