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Anti-Soil Erosion Cat!!!
He swoops in at incredible speed, firing his soil erosion dust over the plains of misfortune. In his campaign against mankind's ever so threatening struggle against soil erosion, he uses his catlike logic and feline-like senses to see through the errors of the enemy's actions. He counteracts them with a swift fist, followed by a seizure-causing "KAPOW!" surrounded by flashing pizazz of spaztacular red and blue color. At the end of the day, he manages to sit down on his fit-for-a-human chair, scarf up some cat nip, and take a nice nap.
Part 1
Liquid Dog sat there, panting and pondering. The room was dark, dank, and dreary; the henchmen, dark, dank, and hairy. Dog was attempting to come up with ways to spread soil erosion around the United States.
"MINIONS!" he yelled to the dark figures, awaiting his every command, "I HAVE AN IDEA! WE SHALL BUILD A ROBOT CAPABLE OF SPREADING MOISTURE TO THE GROUND FROM ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD. AN ALL-TERRAIN EROSION MACHINE!"
"Yes, master Dog" the creeps replied in a monotone voice.
And so they began construction of the world's most terrifying soil-erosion weapon!...to be continued...
Part 2
Anti-Soil Erosion Cat was hunting for mice in his living room when suddenly, his soil-senses were tingling. He felt the need to go to the wilderness of Russia and infiltrate an abandoned warehouse, for he felt something devastating was about to begin there. The chiseled feline performed a HALO jump and landed within the dense wild of Mother Russia.
"Meow," he breathed to himself after quickly leaping upon a treetop for a better view of the landscape he had just arrived in. After scanning the perimeter, he soon spotted a far-away, brick warehouse just as he had sensed back in America. He ventured on.
After hiking a few kilometers, he spotted a guard!...to be continued...
Part 3
The guard had been dozing off from time to time as Anti-Soil Erosion Cat waited for the best opportunity to strike. The drowsy guard jerked himself awake and began walking the other direction of his patrol. Cat took this moment and stealthily crept behind the guard.
Our courageous hero grappled him by the neck and held him hostage.
"Meeeoww?!" the superb feline demanded in the frightened man's ear.
"I-I-I don't know!" he stuttered in response.
"Meeow!" Cat threatened his pulsating neck with his survival knife.
"Okay, Okay. Th-they're in the northwestern section of the abandoned warehouse"
Satisfied, Anti-Soil Erosion Cat squeezed the air ducts of the guard's neck, leaving him passed out in the mud. He trecked on to the abandoned warehouse...to be continued...
Anti-Soil Erosion Cat!!!
He swoops in at incredible speed, firing his soil erosion dust over the plains of misfortune. In his campaign against mankind's ever so threatening struggle against soil erosion, he uses his catlike logic and feline-like senses to see through the errors of the enemy's actions. He counteracts them with a swift fist, followed by a seizure-causing "KAPOW!" surrounded by flashing pizazz of spaztacular red and blue color. At the end of the day, he manages to sit down on his fit-for-a-human chair, scarf up some cat nip, and take a nice nap.
Part 1
Liquid Dog sat there, panting and pondering. The room was dark, dank, and dreary; the henchmen, dark, dank, and hairy. Dog was attempting to come up with ways to spread soil erosion around the United States.
"MINIONS!" he yelled to the dark figures, awaiting his every command, "I HAVE AN IDEA! WE SHALL BUILD A ROBOT CAPABLE OF SPREADING MOISTURE TO THE GROUND FROM ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD. AN ALL-TERRAIN EROSION MACHINE!"
"Yes, master Dog" the creeps replied in a monotone voice.
And so they began construction of the world's most terrifying soil-erosion weapon!...to be continued...
Part 2
Anti-Soil Erosion Cat was hunting for mice in his living room when suddenly, his soil-senses were tingling. He felt the need to go to the wilderness of Russia and infiltrate an abandoned warehouse, for he felt something devastating was about to begin there. The chiseled feline performed a HALO jump and landed within the dense wild of Mother Russia.
"Meow," he breathed to himself after quickly leaping upon a treetop for a better view of the landscape he had just arrived in. After scanning the perimeter, he soon spotted a far-away, brick warehouse just as he had sensed back in America. He ventured on.
After hiking a few kilometers, he spotted a guard!...to be continued...
Part 3
The guard had been dozing off from time to time as Anti-Soil Erosion Cat waited for the best opportunity to strike. The drowsy guard jerked himself awake and began walking the other direction of his patrol. Cat took this moment and stealthily crept behind the guard.
Our courageous hero grappled him by the neck and held him hostage.
"Meeeoww?!" the superb feline demanded in the frightened man's ear.
"I-I-I don't know!" he stuttered in response.
"Meeow!" Cat threatened his pulsating neck with his survival knife.
"Okay, Okay. Th-they're in the northwestern section of the abandoned warehouse"
Satisfied, Anti-Soil Erosion Cat squeezed the air ducts of the guard's neck, leaving him passed out in the mud. He trecked on to the abandoned warehouse...to be continued...
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
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