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DISCLAIMER:
Cutstuff War originally written by Epic Kirby.
Uploaded by Trollman
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Chapter 1
Author Note: This chapter is not written by Epic Kirby. Instead this chapter is written by Reboot Raeg So all credit for this chapter goes to him not me.
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The soft wind swept the sand off the ground, and then gently laid it back down onto the landscape. All was quiet and abandoned around the wrecked fortress of Dr. Wily himself. The 2nd of many, trademarked with a huge skull penetrating the atmosphere with its sheer size. It was an architectural creation that just SCREAMED "Doom was here." The perfect backdrop for the depressed thoughts of a lone llama.
LabadaHorde, a peculiar llama that stood on his hind legs like any other human being. He had quite a masculine figure for a llama, and wore a blue cape to add to the manliness. He also sported quite a respectable turban as well, but even with such gear, he felt empty. He's defeated many foes in his past, both weak and strong. But even after every victory, Labada wasn't satisfied. Whenever he pulled of a feat, he was only reminded of all the ones that were even greater than his. Whenever he got stronger, he knew he wasn't strong enough. He looked at the ruins of Dr. Wily's fortress, and although he should have been happy that the mad scientist was defeated that day, all he could think of who did the deed. Mega Man, a character loved and looked up to by many, was able to tear this place down. He was just a young robot at the time, as well. A super fighting robot, of course, but it was still a feat greater than most. The poor llama asked himself, "Could I have done that?". He was always testing himself, and no matter what the answer, he would give himself a failing grade. Yes, in this wasteland, confidence was as void as water. Labada was about to write emotional poetry about the sadness and depression that has haunted his life. Until a man with a different mind set walked near by.
A stunning and handsome bald man with an even more handsom mustache was strolling around the scene of Dr. Wily's second ruined fortress. He was a very well-dressed cyberpunk half-cyborg looking man, with gear that could raise one's stats to the heavens if he was a sexy protagonist of one of the many loved video games you like to call "JRPG's". Or as your father would call them, "your little girl games". Of course, he is far from Japanese and would like to remain that way. Instead he is a German man wielding a very glossy longsword, made out of silver. He held it tight, in case of emergency. Who knows what you might encounter in the ruins of what used to be the headquarters of a crazy old scientist. Maybe a horde of tiny robots. Maybe big ugly bears that were half shark, or big ugly sharks that were half bear. Or maybe even a llama that walked on its hind legs and was almost as masculine as yourself. That last one was ridiculous, though, and Kackebango almost starts to hate himself for even considering such a possibility. Instead, he continues his stroll in a sexy matter that was almost as beautiful as himself. Kackebango was about to write emotional poetry about the beauty of grace that has graced his life.
With our two heroes currently populating the same area, you would expect to discover each other's presence soon. And after 2 hours of sitting, sulking, strolling, and sexy-ing, they sure as hell did. Kackebango walked to the front of the fortress, and saw the peculiar llama sitting on a piece of the ruin that crumbled down. The sight of such a being...perplexed our German fellow. Not only that, it interested him. Why, a creature that was almost as manly as himself MUST be worth a fight! LabadaHorde finally snapped out of his deep thoughts to notice Kackebango standing there, admiring his llama form. He seemed like a nice man, but the sword he held and the serious face he sported said otherwise. Also, his robotic parts creeped him out a little. They stared at each other for a minute or two until they realized what was about to happen. With Labada's animal instincts and Kackebango's "impulses of testosterone", they both knew a fight was a-brewin'. Kackebango was excited for a match with the man-llama, but Labada only seemed fearful. He admitted, he was a good fighter, but this man had a lot of grace to his step, and quite a bit of gear. It reminded Labada of his beloved JRPG's. Would he be able to stand up to such a man? He was about to find out.
