Post by LegoAgentFigure on Jan 31, 2019 7:29:28 GMT
At last, I have gotten round to posting the sequel to the sequel of the original story "Fall of the MBs", which should be better than the first two combined!
I'll post the first part once this starter post goes through moderation!
At last, I have gotten round to posting the sequel to the sequel of the original story "Fall of the MBs", which should be better than the first two combined!
I'll post the first part once this starter post goes through moderation!
At last, I have gotten round to posting the sequel to the sequel of the original story "Fall of the MBs", which should be better than the first two combined!
I'll post the first part once this starter post goes through moderation!
WHOOT! WHOOT! HYPE TRAIN!!!
Really like the title, btw.
The hype train with probably only one half-empty carriage.
Post by LegoAgentFigure on Feb 2, 2019 1:18:52 GMT
Chapter One ~ So it Begins
Months later…
LegoAgentFigure walked down the side of the street, rubbing his chest. Although his injuries had healed up, he still had the memories. Demion’s final attempt to destroy the boards had left an unseen scar among most. He walked past RomeNZ, who glanced at him but stayed silent. During the battle with Demion, RomeNZ had proved himself to be worthy of the rank of Senior Staff. He had been promoted only a week after the battle with Demion. He was heading directly to the Mod Tower at a fast pace. The Mod Tower had undergone a lot of repairs done, but still had many more to go. Agent arrived at TheGreatCon’s house and banged on the door precisely five times. The door swung inwards, revealing Con standing in a fighting stance with his sword in his right hand. When he saw it was his friend, he relaxed a bit.
“Do you have your weapons on you?” Con asked.
“Always.” Agent said, removing his sombrero from his head and pulling an electro sword from it. He had taken pieces from his initial prototypes and forged a new one without the weaknesses and flaws of the previous few.
“Good. Come in.”
Con and Agent had both sat down at a table, which they had laid their weapons on. Con had locked the door first.
“So, what’s going on? You looked like you were prepared for a fight.” Agent asked.
“Yep, I was. Can’t be too careful. Have you noticed the mods have been looking a bit worried and preoccupied with something, and some haven’t been around?” Con replied.
“Can’t be too careful, indeed. What do you think is going down?”
“Not sure, so that’s why I’m planning on investigating.”
Agent paused to think for a moment, then asked “Is this gonna be like what I did on the old boards?
“Sí.” Con said.
“This won’t end well.”
“Always good to be positive about it, but probably-”
Con cut off suddenly. Agent tensed.
“What is it?” Agent whispered.
“Shh, listen.” Con whispered back.
They waited in tense silence. Out the front door, there were heavy-sounding footsteps, getting louder and louder as someone approached at a fast pace.
Post by LegoAgentFigure on Feb 5, 2019 7:06:17 GMT
Suddenly, with a loud splintering smash, they heard the door break down. Con jolted and quickly grabbed his sword. He stood up, grabbed his chair and swung it at the first to enter the room. It struck a tall heavily armoured man carrying a handheld battering ram. With a loud crack, the chair broke into splinters, leaving him stumbling backwards off-balance. Agent stood up too and grabbed his sword and Tranquiliser Machine Dart Gun.
“Guess the investigations start now!” He said, then swiveled around when he heard a window smash, and his gun lit up with gunfire as he squeezed the trigger. The darts were blocked by a shield one of the attackers was using. Agent counted two more enemies entering through the window. Con swung his sword hard, and lodged it deep into a shield of one of the attackers. With a sudden jerk, Con twisted his sword free, breaking the shield in half. With his left hand, he knocked his opponent unconscious. Two others opened fire with stun-guns. Con quickly tried to absorb the energy with his sword, but several shots got through his defense. He dropped his weapon and his eyes glazed over. Agent had managed to open a gap in one of his enemies’ defense with an awkward twist of his sword and struck him with the butt of his TMDG. He quickly glanced behind him to see Con fall to the ground.
“Why do you have to be unconscious now of all times?” Agent muttered, and aimed his gun at two of the enemies and had his sword pointed at the others.
This would not end in his favour. He finally got a good look at his enemies. They were all in black, with full bodyarmour. Their helmet visors were tinted, concealing their identities.
“What are your intentions?” Agent demanded. “Who are you?”
“You’ll see soon enough. Now, it’s time for you to come with us, our master would very much like to see you.” One of them replied.
Suddenly, with a loud splintering smash, they heard the door break down. Con jolted and quickly grabbed his sword. He stood up, grabbed his chair and swung it at the first to enter the room. It struck a tall heavily armoured man carrying a handheld battering ram. With a loud crack, the chair broke into splinters, leaving him stumbling backwards off-balance. Agent stood up too and grabbed his sword and Tranquiliser Machine Dart Gun.
“Guess the investigations start now!” He said, then swiveled around when he heard a window smash, and his gun lit up with gunfire as he squeezed the trigger. The darts were blocked by a shield one of the attackers was using. Agent counted two more enemies entering through the window. Con swung his sword hard, and lodged it deep into a shield of one of the attackers. With a sudden jerk, Con twisted his sword free, breaking the shield in half. With his left hand, he knocked his opponent unconscious. Two others opened fire with stun-guns. Con quickly tried to absorb the energy with his sword, but several shots got through his defense. He dropped his weapon and his eyes glazed over. Agent had managed to open a gap in one of his enemies’ defense with an awkward twist of his sword and struck him with the butt of his TMDG. He quickly glanced behind him to see Con fall to the ground.
“Why do you have to be unconscious now of all times?” Agent muttered, and aimed his gun at two of the enemies and had his sword pointed at the others.
This would not end in his favour. He finally got a good look at his enemies. They were all in black, with full bodyarmour. Their helmet visors were tinted, concealing their identities.
“What are your intentions?” Agent demanded. “Who are you?”
“You’ll see soon enough. Now, it’s time for you to come with us, our master would very much like to see you.” One of them replied.
Suddenly, with a loud splintering smash, they heard the door break down. Con jolted and quickly grabbed his sword. He stood up, grabbed his chair and swung it at the first to enter the room. It struck a tall heavily armoured man carrying a handheld battering ram. With a loud crack, the chair broke into splinters, leaving him stumbling backwards off-balance. Agent stood up too and grabbed his sword and Tranquiliser Machine Dart Gun.
“Guess the investigations start now!” He said, then swiveled around when he heard a window smash, and his gun lit up with gunfire as he squeezed the trigger. The darts were blocked by a shield one of the attackers was using. Agent counted two more enemies entering through the window. Con swung his sword hard, and lodged it deep into a shield of one of the attackers. With a sudden jerk, Con twisted his sword free, breaking the shield in half. With his left hand, he knocked his opponent unconscious. Two others opened fire with stun-guns. Con quickly tried to absorb the energy with his sword, but several shots got through his defense. He dropped his weapon and his eyes glazed over. Agent had managed to open a gap in one of his enemies’ defense with an awkward twist of his sword and struck him with the butt of his TMDG. He quickly glanced behind him to see Con fall to the ground.
“Why do you have to be unconscious now of all times?” Agent muttered, and aimed his gun at two of the enemies and had his sword pointed at the others.
This would not end in his favour. He finally got a good look at his enemies. They were all in black, with full bodyarmour. Their helmet visors were tinted, concealing their identities.
“What are your intentions?” Agent demanded. “Who are you?”
“You’ll see soon enough. Now, it’s time for you to come with us, our master would very much like to see you.” One of them replied.
Agent frowned. He sounded very familiar.
“Who are you?” Agent repeated. “Reveal yourself!”
Dramatic entrance.
Loving this, LEGO!
It's probably the ultimate highlight of the story.
Post by LegoAgentFigure on Feb 7, 2019 22:09:46 GMT
Apologies this is a bit late. Yesterday I celebrated my sixteenth year living and breathing on this planet, so I forgot to finish up this chapter.
After a brief pause, his enemy nodded. “Very well.” He said, and removed his helmet. Agent frowned at the sight of the familiar face. It was none other than TheGreatCon, his friend.
“Con…?” Agent looked confused, glancing between the person standing in front of him to his unconscious friend. He looked back up at the identical user, then realised they were slightly different. The Con standing before him looked pale and worn down, with a dull look in his eyes. He almost looked like…
“This can’t be right…” Agent muttered. Then terrible realisation dawned upon him. The Con standing before him looked like one of the dupes that replaces a user after being struck by a Dark Ban Hammer! And so, their master must be…
“Demion.” Agent said darkly.
“Our master wants me to tell you something.” The Con dupe said, stepping closer.
“What?” Agent asked, stepped backwards until he was pressing himself against the wall.
“He wants me to say that next time you fight him, smash him instead of ban him, because no mere hammer can keep him away.”
“Tell him I will.” Agent said. “So, it begins.” The Con dupe said. “Say goodbye to the boards as you know it.” Agent was deep in thought, staring at the ground. “You will never-“ Agent began, but before he finished, as he looked up he saw a fist thrust straight towards his face.
And then everything went black.
(I promise this story arc will truly be wrapped up after this one, then I'll move on to other stuff )
Apologies this is a bit late. Yesterday I celebrated my sixteenth year living and breathing on this planet, so I forgot to finish up this chapter.
After a brief pause, his enemy nodded. “Very well.” He said, and removed his helmet. Agent frowned at the sight of the familiar face. It was none other than TheGreatCon, his friend.
“Con…?” Agent looked confused, glancing between the person standing in front of him to his unconscious friend. He looked back up at the identical user, then realised they were slightly different. The Con standing before him looked pale and worn down, with a dull look in his eyes. He almost looked like…
“This can’t be right…” Agent muttered. Then terrible realisation dawned upon him. The Con standing before him looked like one of the dupes that replaces a user after being struck by a Dark Ban Hammer! And so, their master must be…
“Demion.” Agent said darkly.
“Our master wants me to tell you something.” The Con dupe said, stepping closer.
“What?” Agent asked, stepped backwards until he was pressing himself against the wall.
“He wants me to say that next time you fight him, smash him instead of ban him, because no mere hammer can keep him away.”
“Tell him I will.” Agent said. “So, it begins.” The Con dupe said. “Say goodbye to the boards as you know it.” Agent was deep in thought, staring at the ground. “You will never-“ Agent began, but before he finished, as he looked up he saw a fist thrust straight towards his face.
And then everything went black.
(I promise this story arc will truly be wrapped up after this one, then I'll move on to other stuff )
Apologies this is a bit late. Yesterday I celebrated my sixteenth year living and breathing on this planet, so I forgot to finish up this chapter.
After a brief pause, his enemy nodded. “Very well.” He said, and removed his helmet. Agent frowned at the sight of the familiar face. It was none other than TheGreatCon, his friend.
“Con…?” Agent looked confused, glancing between the person standing in front of him to his unconscious friend. He looked back up at the identical user, then realised they were slightly different. The Con standing before him looked pale and worn down, with a dull look in his eyes. He almost looked like…
“This can’t be right…” Agent muttered. Then terrible realisation dawned upon him. The Con standing before him looked like one of the dupes that replaces a user after being struck by a Dark Ban Hammer! And so, their master must be…
“Demion.” Agent said darkly.
“Our master wants me to tell you something.” The Con dupe said, stepping closer.
“What?” Agent asked, stepped backwards until he was pressing himself against the wall.
“He wants me to say that next time you fight him, smash him instead of ban him, because no mere hammer can keep him away.”
“Tell him I will.” Agent said. “So, it begins.” The Con dupe said. “Say goodbye to the boards as you know it.” Agent was deep in thought, staring at the ground. “You will never-“ Agent began, but before he finished, as he looked up he saw a fist thrust straight towards his face.
And then everything went black.
(I promise this story arc will truly be wrapped up after this one, then I'll move on to other stuff )
OOC: Well. So much for not having Demion.
OOC: I promise this'll be the last one to do with him.
Post by LegoAgentFigure on Feb 10, 2019 5:15:35 GMT
Chapter Two ~ A Mission
Z-Whales clutched at the jail cells bars, staring through them with unseeing, dull eyes at a guard. The guard noticed this, so he drew his stun gun and pointed it directly at Z-Whales, who stared at him for a few more second before looking at the ground. The guard shoved his stun gun in its holster and looked away too. Z-Whales turned towards the others with him.
“I don’t like this.” He said, leaning against a wall, and slowly slid to the ground.
Boomer2k0 looked up at him, and searched for some words to say. But nothing came to him, so he just looked down and continued staring at the ground. RuleJJ looked up.
“We’ll find out what happens soon. They won’t keep up locked up forever.” He said calmly.
“They will.” Boomer said at last. “That’s what they do with enemies; they stick us in a jail to rot.”
A door opened, and a guard strode in, followed by two prisoners. Another guard followed them.
“Lock these prisoners up.”
All three prisoners’ eyes widened when they heard Con’s voice. They looked up. The lead guard looked identical to Con. Boomer scowled and jumped to his feet.
“Con, how could you? Explain yourself!” He demanded.
The guard unlocked the door, and Con shoved the two prisoners in, who fell to their knees. Boomer looked at them, confused. One of the two prisoners was Con, who looked up at him. The door slammed shut.
“He’s an evil dupe.” Agent growled, and slammed the wall with a fist.
The real Con sighed and dropped to the floor. The two guys who escorted the prisoners to the jail left. Boomer sat down again, deep in thought. After a while, he looked up at Agent.
“So is this the work of-“
“Demion.” Agent sighed.
He turned to Boomer, who dully glanced at him then continued staring at the ground. Agent looked at Con, then RuleJJ, then Z-Whales. They were looking at the floor, deep in thought. Agent sighed again, and sat down on the floor as well as the others.
“The only way to stop Demion is to smash him, and we all know from experience that that’s virtually impossible.” Agent said wearily.
