[BOOK 1 OF THE CFSR&B SERIES]
This story is about how there is more tribes, but then they realised that they looked like the funk trolls. Different looks, beats, music, singing, etc.
Living at the very far end of the funk territory lives cosmic funk...
Last chapter was rushed. So this will probably past 1000...
Meanwhile...
"How do I look?"
"The same as always your majesty."
Calus glared at the gaurd. "Excuse me?"
"You look wonderful and even more evil!"
"That's what I thought you said."
"HEY RED FACE!" Ox pointed at Calus.
"You!" He pointed back.
"That's right! It's me! With some help!"
The rest of them stood in a line.
Kar whispered to Ox. "I still hate you."
Calus laughed insanely.
"Did someone say a joke?" Jandel questioned.
"You're too late! My plan to become the almighty has been completed!"
"Oh yeah?" Hasmic stood on a pillar. "Is this what you call an 'almighty?'"
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Everyone looked around.
"Is something supposed to happen?"
"I think he's bluffing."
Asmic put his hands up in confusion. "Dude, I thought you were bringing backup?"
"I did."
Soon enough a wall collapsed revealing a mech standing in the hole.
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"Is that what I think it is?" Jandel squinted.
"Mecha-2561 reporting for duty, mother."
"It is!"
"And that's not all!" Hasmic (somehow) whistles.
Cooper, Prince D, Smidge, Biggie, DJ Suki, Satin and Chenille, Guy and Tiny Diamond, Trey, Dart, Tresillo, Miramba and Tambora, (stfu I'm doing my best) Hickory, Dickory, Chaz, and the K-pop gang all stood with Mecha-2561.
"Your calvary has arrived!"
"GAURDS!" Calus yelled.
"YES LORD!"
"Take out the trash, literally."
Every single guard in the room surrounded them.
War cries rung throughout the room as everyone went into battle.
