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The Day Rigby Accidentally Killed Muscle Man, A Regular Show Fanfic / a It was yet another Sunday afternoon as Mordecai and Rigby decided to do a little pranking. After all, it was Mordecai's day off.
 
He was gonna prank big. It sure as hell wasn't gonna be like last time when he planned to prank Muscle Man and High Five Ghost with the upside down bed falling on top of them. He cringes every time when he sees that image of the bed falling down on Muscle Man.
 
But he wasn't gonna mess up again.
 
This time, Mordecai and Rigby had attached to the bedroom wall what seemed to be a huge hand. With the snickering on their faces, Mordecai and Rigby hid out under Benson's bed, hoping that someone, whether it's Muscle Man, would get hit.
 
"Oh man, Rigby! Is this gonna be classic!" Skips slyly chuckled.
 
"I know! Muscle Man won't see it coming!" Benson said, agreeing with his statement.
 
"Indeed! When either kill Muscle Man walk through that door... BAM! We hit him with the giant hand!" Rigby smirked, "Get ready, Mordecai! You're about to see history made!"
 
Both Mordo and Riggs hid under the bed, waiting patiently for the moron to get slapped hard by the gigantic glove of a hand.
 
And then suddenly, the door opened up all the way, and the figure stepped inside Benson's room. But the figure didn't resemble either Muscle Man or High Five Ghost.
 
By Muscle Man's head and top hat...
 
...it was none other than Muscle Man!
 
"Mordecai, care for a buttersco-"
 
Muscle Man never finished that sentence. That hand came swinging in and...
 
'''''BAAAAAAAAM!'''''
 
The impact of that hand to Muscle Man flying to the wall where the back of his head met the force of the hallway wall! Mordecai and Rigby tried to stop him, but it was way too late.
 
The force was very blunt and very painful. Almost enough to cause a person brain damage. Or worse...
 
"OH NO, BRO!" Mordecai shouted, looking very freaked out of that hit that Muscle Man took. In the process, Rigby braced for the worst when Mordecai tried to check his pulse.
 
"Please don't die. Please don't die. In the almighty name that is Wilfred, please don't die..." Rigby frantically said to himself.
 
The damage was horrendous as it was. The base of Muscle Man's skull made a huge dent that it almost looked like if Muscle Man got hit by a hailstone the size of a melon! There was no pulse around him. Skips's nerves had shrunk to new lows.
 
"Dude... he's dead, bro!" Mordecai cringed.
 
"Oh my god!" Rigby cried out in sorrow, "You know what this means? We accidentally killed Muscle Man!"
 
"Oh no, bro!" Mordecai cried out.
 
"I know, bro!" Rigby cried as well.
 
Mordecai lost his frickin' mind! A prank like this wasn't meant to kill somebody! Maybe the hand should've been used to at least injure or stun High Five Ghost, but never in the history of pranking had exploded by getting slapped with a head! Mordecai felt like he was about to puke. Luckily, there was a trash can to do its job.
 
While Mordecai lost his mind, Rigby tried to think about this situation.
 
"Okay, there's no need to panic here, Mordecai..." Rigby said, putting his hand on his High Five Ghost's rotting body, "We'll just say Muscle Man and High Five Ghost went missing. At least they'll buy that. You make the calls, I'll make the ransom notes."
 
"Dude, you don't understand! We're murderers, bro!" Mordecai replied with tears rolling down his eyes, "There's no way I'm gonna survive in prison, bro!
 
"Look, buddy... that's not gonna happen." Rigby said, feeling a lightbulb spark on top of his head, "I got an idea."
 
"Why? We can't stuff him in the closet, we can't bury him in dirt, and there's no way we're cutting him up in tiny little pieces!" Mordecai shouted as he held a now Skips.
 
"We got no other choice! I don't wanna do to jail and get raped by gay guys! Do you? I don't think so!" Skips shouted back in defense.
 
Looking back at his Mordecai took out her axe and butt.
 
'''''THWACK!'''''
 
The axe hit Skips diretcly her skull. Mordecai took out her axe from Skips's bloodied head and started chopping his body to pieces.
 
"We'll go with your plan. After all, Muscle Man should give the send-off he deserves, bro." Mordecai yanked the axe, and dropped it on Skips's lifeless body, splattering blood around the room.
 
Following Rigby's advice, Mordecai took Benson and went to an undisclosed location.
 
'''''One day later'''''
 
Benson went to his office with a smile on his face.
 
"Ahhhh, another day, another outburst." Benson sighed, "I cringe to think what Rigby creepy smile are gonna do today, though. But I got no hard feelings today."
 
The boss grabbed the metal coffee pitcher and poured the remaining contents into his "World's Best Boss" coffee cup. The cup that his employees got for him as an act of appreciation.
 
"Yep, life for me is good. It's really is." Benson smiled to himself as he took a seat in his favorite chair.
 
But before he can take a sip out of his coffee like always, his seat felt a little lumpy. Benson instantly noticed this and tried to move around in his seat, hoping for once little inch of softness, but he never got it.
 
"Why in the hell is my seat lumpy...?" Benson muttered suspiciously.
 
Then, he finally realized it as first. Benson got up from his seat to find a very huge lump on his seat cushion. By the size of the seat cushion, it looked like a volcano was about to blow.
 
Carefully, Benson took the seat off and was shocked at what he saw.
 
Rigby it in a creepy smiled that was scrunched inside the chair.
 
"AGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!" Benson screamed in horror, "WHO THE BAT-FUCK DID THIS?"
 
There was no answer throughout the house. Basically, Mordecai dropped the axe. Benson didn't know if he wanted to cry or get pissed off. But it was very clear:
 
Benson was stone cold dead.
 
So the only thing Benson did was get on his knees and cry.
 
"Why on earth did you have to die, Benson?" Benson sniffled, "Why could've it been Skips? Or me? Why did you have to take him, God?"
 
But before Benson could even cry to the skies above, he noticed a tiny little note that was taped on Rigby it in creepy smile. He took it off his head and read it clearly in big black letters.
 
'''''Dear Benson,'''''
 
'''''I killed Pops. I think you smell like shit taking a shit. Go suck a gorilla's ass.'''''
 
'''''Signed, Rigby'''''
 
Reading this letter, Rigby takes a machete and sliced Benson in half.
 
Rigby took out her machete and sliced Pops in half, which included Wing Kingdom, Cheezers, the local coffee shop and even the house, where Mordecai and Rigby were. They were busy playing video games, just for the hell of it.
 
"Thanks for thinking how to bury Rigby." Mordecai said, not even looking at his friend because of the game.
 
"No problem. That guy really deserves it." Rigby said mutually, "Although I do feel bad for Skips. He's gonna get raped so bad."
 
"Ahhh, he'll get over it, Mordecai." Margaret scoffed with a chuckle.
 
Margaret took the time to pause the game and grab a 20 ounce Coke. And so did Rigby.
 
"To Skips?" Margaret said in effigy.
 
"To Skips." Rigby responded as well.
 
And Rigby ticked Margaret and he laughed to his belly, Mordecai poured their Coke liquid on the ground, in dedication to a dead friend in Muscle Man. Unfortunately for Skips, he was gonna be dead as it is anyway.
 
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