#13 Dynamica Metaversica Part IV of IV

[Abraham]

#13 Dynamica Metaversica Part IV of IV

(inside a castle floating in the sky the atlantic ocean)

Fellatio Nelson: Soon we'll reach America *sips tea*

Floculencio: Yes. Which is good since I find having to resort to re-using tea-bags to be dreadful.

Kit: So how long till we reach America?

Fellatio Nelson: A few days.

Floid: What are we going to do there?

Fellatio Nelson: Be super-heroes of course

Flocculencio: Oh ok. I was worried you might expect us to plan to do something productive. my degrees in philosophy and english don't really help.

Floid: WHY would anyone get a PHD in both philosophy and English?

Flocculencio: ...

Fellatio Nelson: These degrees prove that darkies can indeed get a university education

Kit: What about ethnic or minority studies degrees?

Fellatio Nelson: Those do not count as real degrees.

Kit: oh alright. *eats crumpet*

Floid: Fuck you! I have a PHD in black studies

Kit: Has anyone with a degree in ethnic studies ever gotten a job after uni?

Fellatio Nelson: No.

Kit: What about the professors who teach the ethnic or woman's studies classes

Fellatio Nelson: Those count as real jobs now?

Kit: Point taken

Floid: That's not true! If you have a PHD in philosophy you can get a rewarding job in the fast food service industry! My friend Stuart has one and he got promoted to asst. Fry cook last year.

(in KHS in a classroom)

*police sirens*

"I swear I didn't know that was mine"

Yomi: I hope you're happy now

JH: I know that Mr. Constanza was... incompetent and snuff films are illegal but WHY??

ST: The parent-teacher conference week lead to much whining from my parents so when I found out about Mr. Constanza's snuff film collection I jumped into action

Richie: Straha, I want to have hot, sweaty gay sex with you and bear your poo-children

ST: ... *facepalm* No.

*knocking on the door*

TO: What is it?! A sub already?

*richie gets the door*

Delivery Person: *is holding a pizza, a bag of crazy bread and a pepsi* Where's Richard MacClintock?

Richie: That's me. *gives him the money*

Delivery Person: *hands richie the food and walks out* Thank you, sir

Yomi: did he...

TO: Yes.

ST: In earth Science he had a full english breakfast ordered for him from a local restraunt in the middle of class

ZD: *wakes up* what? We're having pizza in class?

ST: No. Richie ordered yet another "snack"

Richie: I eat a full 7 meals a day and get the 7000 reccomended calories

KU: Reccomended by who? The local association of lard producers?

ST: wow Kuki delivers a stinging burn for once. Richie just got heeled.

Richie: What are you guys talking about? Metas eat 9000 calories a day and I only eat 7000. Metas` can't get fat

KU: Richie-san... firstly you're human and NOT a meta, secondly you eat alot of SHIT which makes your 7000 calorie figure a lie

ST: You're the health nut Kuki so what's your estimate on what rich actually eats?

KU: 8,000 to 10,000 calories for Richie-san's average eating

Spigot: Richie is gay fatness

Madhur: What? is today singh richie day?

ST: ...

(in downtown Kansai City)

LD: Where the fuck is Goomba?

CG: I have no idea?

(in prison somewhere)

Diesal Pete: ...so ever watched gladiator movies?

GB: ... *facepalm*

JG: What?

GB: you said that was going to be worth it you fucker

(back downtown)

CG: I haven't seen Joe either! TEATS

LD: ZHON

EN: Maybe they're in prison again?

(in Prison)

JG: How was I supposed to know we'd be caught?

GB: You're a dead man, Joe.

JG: Come on man! Relax!

GB: ...

*sound of hitting*

JG: Guard! Save me!

Darth Batista: $10 on the angry Goomba

Stormtrooper #29: Sure I can do that

Darth Batista: Damnit we can't both bet on the same thing!

*sound of a chair being thrown*

Darth Batista: Whoa...

Diesal Pete: *is on a cellphone* ..so when will the pizza arirve?

GB: You there what are you doing?

Diesel Pete: Ordeintb a pizzaa... wait hey what are you doing give me back the phoAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG

GB: *is on the phone* Phone off. Gimem a phone. *on the phone* Dial Lugia Draconis

LD: *on the phone* Hi Goomba. What's up?

GB: *on the phone* Joe and I are in prison again

LD: *on the phone* What'd you guys do?

GB: *on the phone* Firebomb some telemarketing places

LD: *on the phone* That's still illegal? Hahahaha you got heeled.

GB: *on the phone* Damnit

LD: *on the phone* Yeah I'll be by later in my skyride

Diesel Pete: What the hell?

GB: I was just arranging an early release for us

JG: Nice. About time too.

(time passes)

JG: Damnit I thought you arranged an early release Goomba

GB: Fuck you

*sound of something whistlying through the air then a LOUD crash*

Stormtrooper #29: What the hell was THAT-*another loud CRASH*

*boom*

GB: Sweet I feel my power coming back

JG: The power dampening field is blasted off? Sweet!

Darth Batista: ...they don't pay me enough for thi-*is thrown through the wall*

Stormtrooper #29: ...shit.

JG: *takes out lightsaber* It's go time.

Stormtrooper #29: No thanks. I'm outta here *runs*

JG: You have offended my honor by locking me up. You will die now.

GB: What the fuck joe? Have you been reading samurai mangas again?

JG: Yes. I even ordered a suit of armor and set of Katanas

GB: ... *facepalm*

(in the atrium)

Mailman: *is pointing to a giant box* One package for a "Joseph P. Gunnip"

CG: What the heck? TEATS

(back in prison)

GB: you're white. You've got blonde hair, blue eyes and a big nose.

JG: Screw you! I have honor at least

GB: Otaku

JG: Homofascist

GB: That applies to The Goomba. Not me.

JG: Truth.

(in a nearby cell)

TG: Hey! Let me out of here

(in the broken open cell)

JG: No you CP loving freak

TG: *from inside the cell* Pedophilia is love not a crime

JG: Disgusting. You're as bad as Space Moose

TG: *from inside the cell* I know Space! He and I are friends! As soon as I bust my way out of here I'm going to go down to LA

GB: Who?

TG: *from inside the cell* Desmond S. Bullmoose AKA a true freedom fighter. He runs desmond inc. plus his other jobs! He's currently taking a break from celebrity!

GB: ...

TG: *from inside the cell* So Joe how do you know him?

JG: He was a political science professor at UCLA plus the advisor for that major. Thankfully I haven't seen Space Moose in 4 years since graduation.

TG: A political science major?! HAHA Where's that got you? involved in the schemes of some evil overlord

JG: You're also one of Lugia's henchmen.

TG: Damnit you win. What's he doing as a professor?

JG: Laying low until the paparazzi die down somewhat so he can rape kids in peace.

GB: How'd you get out of the cell?

TG: The lock system snapped when the power field collapsed so I'm free.

GB: Isn't Space Moose a lawyer?

TG: Temporarily disbarred until 2002 as part of a plea bargain he made.

GB: Why the FUCK is he teacing a POLITICAL SCIENCE class?

TG: A right-wing activist group sued UCLA so as part of the settlement they had to hire on one right-wing professor and fire a commie.

JG: ...is he even qualified?

TG: No.

(inside a lecture hall in UCLA)

Space Moose: ...and remember your projects on why slavery is good are due next week

Student #1: Ugh.

Student #2: I can't believe that. Then again he DID have us do a paper on why the Minakodenese mass killings are all fictional and the Fascist government of Minakodo is unfairly sanctioned by the Leage of nations

Aharts: finally class is over. On

Space Moose: You. Mr. Archon

Aharts: Yes?

Space Moose: I don't know if it's the fact that you're a god damn Mexicano or why else. I simply just don't like you.

Aharts: oookay.... *walks away* --fucking fascist prick--