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Author: Luigi of the Pipes

LOVE STORY OMG!

~A pair of headlights race down a night-backed road, a barely visible car following. The camera flies into one of the headlights, permanently blinding all viewers/readers. It continues through the headlight and goes through every detailed part of the inside of the car for absolutely no reason except that it costs a lot and looks pretty, while showing a bunch of credits that no one really pays attention to. The camera exits out the tail pipe and turns to look further down the road. There is a brief moment when the headlights illuminate a man, then a loud thud. The car screeches to a halt. The man's body (completely in shadows) is somehow mutilated in such a way as to spell:

GAMEHIKER MEMBER OG V

HOBO MEETS GIRL

~Some time later, the police, an ambulance, and, for the hell of it, a squad of fire fighters pull up. A policeman walks up to the car. (The recently redubbed) Luigi of the Pipes rolls his window down and peers up, a painfully guilty expression on his face. The policeman does a double take.~

Luigi: Sir?

Policeman: Do you have a twin, sir?

Luigi: Not in this OG.

Policeman: A brother who looks really similar? Maybe someone you know who would dress up like you?

Luigi: Not in this OG... why?

Policeman: Step out of the car, please.

~Luigi gets out. The policeman leads him over to the victim.~

Luigi: Wait...

Policeman: Anyone you know?

Luigi: That's me.

Policeman: It would seem, except for the possibility. ~calls his chief and explains~ Sir, this is going to seriously bog down the system. We're going to run some DNA tests and figure out who this is.

Luigi: It's me.

Policeman: We'll need to keep you at the station.

Luigi: Oh.

~Hours later~

Scientist: It's impossible. The tests claim that both of these men are Mr. Lucas Hanimar.

Holistic Detective: I couldn't wrap my head around it, so I've called in an expert.

Young Boy: He'd need a bloody time machine.

Holistic Detective: There you have it.

Scientist: I hate to admit it...

Holistic Detective: So guy goes back in time and gets killed by himself. Pretty sad way to go. We should tell him how much time he's got left.

Scientist: Couldn't he just not go back in time and prevent it?

Holistic Detective: Oh, he'll go back in time. You can't change the past... or the future. How much time does he got?

Scientist: . . . one year.

~The next day~

~Luigi glumly walks up to Yami Yoshi's house, where Yami has recruited the OGers into helping him put up his new deck and pool. Yami stands on the ground with a giant megaphone, while MJ, GORE-ILLA, Golem, and Rhyk stand on the deck, about to jump into the empty pool.~

Yami: Now, guys. The deck isn't completely screwed down yet, so...

Golem: Yeah yeah. If it hasn't collapsed yet, it won't.

~A butterfly floats down and lands on the end of the deck. The support structure collapses, and the furthest board falls down. Their eyes go wide. Another board falls, and then another. Golem and Rhyk turn and run off the deck. MJ backs away quickly, then jumps back as the boards under him start to fall. GORE trips, lands on the boards that haven't quite collapsed, and then lays very still.~

Yami: Nice. Now I have to get a new deck. (angry)

MJ: Hang on, ugly ape guy! We'll pull you back!

Rhyk: Screw that! He has jets on his feet.

GORE: They're still not working. ~sweats intensely~

~MJ steps one board closer to GORE, hears a very loud creaking, and backs away again.~

Luigi: ~sigh~ I got him... ~uses Force powerz to lift GORE off the deck~

GORE: I'm suing.

Yami: Okay, good. Now if you could just put the deck back together and-- hey, where'd he go?

***

Masamune: At last, we can finish this.

Vorpal: FOR MISTY!

Masamune: FOR ME!

~Masamune and Vorpal finish the climactic battle from the last GMOG.~

Vorpal (crappy Japanese voice): But first... let us drink... Mountain Dew!

Masamune (crappy Japanese voice): Are you ready... for my six pack... of FURY!? ~chugs~

Vorpal: Flying two liter... HAI YAH! ~chugs as well~

Masamune: You have proven yourself... a worthy opponent. May we meet again!

Vorpal: Word!

Ashley: You guys are dumb.

***

~Rebe sits at a desk and pulls a locket out of her pocket. She flips it open to show a picture of a stout, bearded man and a tall, pointy eared woman. She looks at it a moment, then turns and starts writing on yon nearby paper.~

Rebe (on letter): Dear Mom and Dad,
Hope you are having fun at whatever that place is where crazy relationships like yours are welcome. Wish I was there, but know you wouldn't want me to be.
My crazy boyfriend has been flirting with other women again. I think he's forgotten that we were even dating... Well, were we even dating? Even I can't remember. I can't just leave him, though. He'd probably sell his soul for a really shiny penny... sorry, really shiny dime without me.
Well, hoping you write back with advice (and money, ha ha ha).
Love,
Rebe Jade.

Rebe: ~sigh~

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OoC: I'm not allowed to start OGs anymore, I know.

Author: Mario Jr.

(MJ is at the beach, standing next a Star Gate™ . He is carrying his baby boy in his arms and standing next to him were Andi and Marin. Soon the others showed up in their separate cars, bikes, airships or whatever the hell their mode of transportation was.)

GORE: What is it now MJ? This better be good.

MJ: I came tell you guys that tomorrow’s my birthday. Oh, and I'm leaving OGing for awhile.

*scattered groans*

Masa: You interrupted a perfectly good OG for THAT?

GORE: Good riddance.

Luigi: Don't let the door hit you on the way out.

MJ: Ah screw you guys! I'm trying to be serious here. Look, some unexpected things came up. I gotta go back home to tell ma and pops the good news and help Andi raise our son. You guys will just have to do without me.

(MJ presses a button on his remote control with his free hand and conjures up a giant warp pipe from out of the ground. He then helps Andi climb inside and her their son and down they went.)

Masa: Waitaminute! What's with the Star Gate™?

MJ: Oh that piece of plastic? That's just a souvenir I'm bringing back from Earth.

(MJ shoves the entire Star Gate™ , DHD™ and all, into the pipe.)

MJ: Come Marin.

Marin: Actually, MJ… I think I’m going to stay behind.

MJ: Jigga what?

Marin: I mean, that is… *turns to Vorpal and Masa* If there’s still room in THE THREE POINT FIVE COMPAÑEROS.

MJ: Meh, suit yourself. *jumps into pipe*

Author: GM

(We now interrupt the story with a lame newbie post. In an apartment in the area where the story takes place, a man named Giuseppe Mastari, also known by the self-given title of Game Master, or GM for short, is doing what he usually does; play video games for about eight hours straight. He was up to his fifth hour when he got a call a phone call. He paused the game and picked it up, since he kept the phone by the TV so he wouldn't have to get up.)

GM: Hello?

Don Miguel: Hello Joe.

GM: Oh, hey. Anything new?

Don Miguel: Well, yeah. I'm gonna break up with Katie.

GM: Hmm. Why?

Don Miguel: Oh, I don't know. We were having some trouble recently, but then when I went to her house earlier today, there was a group of guys there, and they, well, started to chase me.

GM: That must suck.

Chris: Yeah, it did. Luckily I found The Kenny, and he scared them off.

GM: Cool. But yeah, I'd break up with a girl if she sent a lynch mob after me.

(Don Miguel Galucavich, despite being a little weird, has had 15 more girlfriends than GM ever had, even if the relationship didn't last that long. Also, since Don Miguel only had 15 girlfriends, that was saying something about GM. Also, despite his name, Don Miguel Galucavich was neither Latino or Russian. His parents were just weird when it came to names.)

Don Miguel: So, what about you. What's happening in the Fantastic Life of Joe?

GM: I'm destroying all humans.

Don Miguel: What?

GM: New game.

Don Miguel: Oh.

GM: It's pretty good.

Don Miguel: I see. *pause* OH! GM, I have something to tell you! It's another one of my brilliant creations!

GM: Better than that flying chair?

Don Miguel: Quite possibly! Okay, for a while, I have been thinking, of the way a girl's mind works, when it comes to guys.

GM: I think they made a movie about that.

Don Miguel: So, I've done some studying, and I've come to the conclusion, that one factor, is scent. Y'know, pharamones, and stuff like that. Well, I've created a perfume, that when worn by a guy, will make him more attractive, to women.

GM: Really? Does it work?

Don Miguel: Well, I'm wearing some right now, but I don't know if it works yet.

GM: What's it made of?

Don Miguel: Oh, well, let's see. A mixture of regular perfumes, a teaspoon of alcohol, ground up little green tree-shaped air fresheners, and this is important...

GM: Yeah?

Don Miguel: ...A couple of drops of the wearer's own urine.

GM: ...

Don Miguel: So after the buyer adds in a couple of drops of his own urine, the perfume is complete. Now, I'm thinking of setting up a stand in front of my house later today. Want to come help me sell some?

GM: ...So, let me get this straight. You invented some piss perfume-

Don Miguel: I prefer to call it "love perfume".

GM: *pause* Some piss perfume that makes men more attractive to women. You haven't tested, so it might not even work, yet you want to start selling it? Today?

Don Miguel: Yep.

GM: Why?

Don Miguel: Well, since this is a love story, my love perfume might be a factor. It's about time we joined in on this.

GM: ...

(Later, in front of Don Miguel's house, the two of them were sitting behind a "Love Perfume" stand. It also gives me the chance to describe them. GM was a Caucasian male with black, white-tipped spikey hair, like the quills of a porcupine. He wore black, boots, black gloves, and a black duster with a large red hammer/sickle symbol on the back. He wasn't a communist, he just liked the symbol. However, this did cause him to be the victim of sneak attacks from the "patriotic". He also wore a large Pope hat. Don Miguel was also a Caucasian male, though scrawnier than GM with brown, slightly messy hair, glasses, green pants, and a white lab coat that was actually from a Halloween costume.)

Don Miguel: Yep, any minute now...

GM: I should've brought a book.

Author: Mario Jr.

(And then black woman bursted in from out of nowhere, black hair and red highlights flying everywhere.)

Tiffa: Where MJ at? Why hasn't he STILL introduced me to y'all yet? And why is my hair this color? And why the HELL everytime a black women is introduced why she have to be angry!? In fact, why has every female character MJ has ever created some raving luntic that wanna box everthing she see? Because MJ's a racist sexist hoe who watches to much MadTV!

Marin: Tiffany! Tiffany! Calm down! What are you doing here anyways?

Tiffa: Well, gee, I forgot now.

Marin: Well, you're here now, and the pipe back home is gone so I guess you're stuck here with us. You're welcome join us for the remainder of the OG if you like.

Tiffa: For real? You don't mind if I join y'all?

Marin: Not at all! There's plenty of room in my posse.

(All the guys look at Marin weird.)

Marin: I said POSSE!

Author: Masamune

~Meanwhile, underneath the pool~

Fred: Are you sure this will work?

Lupus: Of course. We'll simply plant this bombinator like so. Once we do, the OGers above will all be destroyed.

Fred: Only those up there anyways.

Lupus: Well yeah. Once they're gone, the others will be mad or something and kill eachother. I dunno.

Fred: Oh.

Lupus: This will do it!

~Meanwhile, above~

Yami: Have you noticed this OG is going nowhere?

GORE: Yeah, pretty much. Usually there's a villain or something by now. Or something interesting.

Luigi: ....

Rhyk: This isn't much of a party though.

Golem: Well, maybe we should start the Party Goers up. Call everyone together, hold a big party. Like the old days.

Luigi: ....

Yami: Stupid Party Goers, ha. I'd never be a party goer. Even if you wrote a big novel about your adventures and offered to let me in on it, I'd laugh at your face probably.

GORE: He makes a compelling point.

Marin: *walks over* Hey guys. This is Tiffa.

GORE: You already introduced her.

Marin: But you ignored me.

Yami: Yeah? So?

Marin: *curses*

Yami: So I'm gonna- POOF! *jumps in pool*

GORE: Hey, its swimming time. Cool.

Yami: Pfft, for me. You losers can go barbecue the steaks.

GORE: Fat chance. *runs to jumps in anyways*

~before he even hits the water, a HUGE EXPLOSION GOES OFF~

Golem: Holy-

Rhyk: A bombinator!

Marin: Yami is-

Golem: GORE! *points to GORE surrounded by a huge chasm of lava just because*

Rhyk: I ain't going over there.

Tiff: Not it.

Luigi: Eh. *starts walking over*

Golem: You'll be killed!

Luigi: I can't die. Not yet anyways. *calmly walks over and drags GORE to safety*

Rhyk: That wasn't very dramatic.

Marin: But Yami is...

Luigi: Yes. Dead.

~moment of silence~

Golem: So, how about those steaks?

Author: GM

(Back at the love perfume stand...)

GM: No one's coming.

Don Miguel: Joe, we've only been here for fifteen minutes.

GM: I'm not a patient person.

Don Miguel: Just wait at least an hour longer. If no one comes by then, we can pack up.

GM: An hour's too long. Wait...

(GM smells the scent of BBQed steak. GM loved steak, but he also had other ideas.)

GM: Seems that someone's having a party. Maybe I can lure them here. At least then I'll get some money out of the deal.

Don Miguel: I don't know. It smells like it's coming from that place across the street. I heard an explosion coming from there earlier.

GM: Well, if there are any terrorists or evildoers, or anything, I think I can take care of them. I'm off!

Don Miguel: Okay. Don't do anything stupid! Bye bye!

(So, GM jogged across the street.) _________________________

(Meanwhile, in the half-destroyed pool area.)

Golem: Okay! Steaks are on the grill! They're grilling nicely!

GORE: Are you going to narrate while you cook?

Golem: If I feel like it.

GM: ...Steaks huh?

Golem: Yes they are!

GM: Mmm Mmm! I sure do love steaks.

Golem: Yes you do... Wait, who are you again?

GM: Suckerpunch! BAM!

(The stranger suckerpunched Golem in the face. While he was dazed, GM took the steaks from the grill and began to run.)

GM: Ah! Hot! Hot! HOT!!!

GORE: Hey! That guy's stealing our steaks!

Luigi: So? Don't you have more?

Golem: No! Someone has to go after him!

Rhyk: I'm not going after him.

Tiffa: Not it.

GORE: You two refused to help me earlier! That means you have to chase that guy now!

Luigi: Eh. I'm not hungry anyway.

(That's when GM got caught in a bear trap and fell!)

GM: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!

Marin: Why did Yami have bear traps in his yard?

Rhyk: To keep out the bears, of course.

(Rhyk motioned to the bears on the other side of the fense.)

Soldier Bear: *in bear language* [Sir! One of their traps is down!]

Kaiser Bear IV: [Yes! The Bear Empire shall rule this house soon enough!]

(The intruder soon found himself surrounded.)

GM: Eheheh... So, anyone interested in some love perfume? ...Oh, c'mon! There's suppose to be a love story! Where's the love!? _______________________

(Back at the stand...)

Don Miguel: Maybe I should've tested it before selling it. And maybe I should've sold it at a place more public. Or maybe I should've just stayed home and finished my android...

(Suddenly, something fell from the sky and landed right in front of the stand. It was Yami. Maybe dead, maybe not. Either way, there was smoke rising from him, he was covered in soot, and he wasn't moving.)

Don Miguel: ...Hiyo, sir! Have you ever had trouble when it came to your love life?

Yami: ...

Author: Vorpal

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