Annihilation
*As we pick up, a group of 14 kids are walking down an alley*
Jeremy: Dude, did you see that documentary on all the Robot masters yesterday? Those guys are so cool.
David: Yeah, I wish I was a RM. It would be so cool!
Jonathan: We could like, Help people... and get chicks!
Moe: Who's your favorite? I like that Snakeman guy. He's the coolest Robot Master Ever!
Jonathan: No way! Magnetman is soooo much better. What other Robot master can fire missles like that?
Stuart: Who needs missles when you can create barriers like woodman can?
Shadowblade: No way, I'm the coolest! *aims his bubble lead gun at the others* Anyone beg to differ?
Jeremy: I don't really have a favorite, I just sorta wish I could be one.
*everyone looks over as Stuart, Jonathan, and Moe start argueing over which RM would win in a fight*
Matt: *sighs* Some people get wayyy to into stuff like this. I always thought it would cool if I could, but I guess I never thought about it too much. What are the chances something would just magically appear in front of us and turn us into Superhuman Robots.
Vidal: Wait... what's that over there?
*everyone walks over to a mysterious gym bag on the street. Jake picks off a letter taped to it*
Jake: It says here that these gloves will give us the ability to turn into Superhuman robots.
Matt: *hitting his forehead* I don't believe this...
Nijubu: Whoah! I want this one!
*Nijubu picks up a white glove with a slight rainbow sheen. He puts it on, and suddenly wires run out of the end and insert themselves into his arm*
Nijubu: Whoah... this is freaky... I'm not so sure I like it anymore.. What gives? It won't come off.
*Everyone digs through the box and finds one that they like*
Jeremy: *holding a black leather glove with studs on the knuckles* Man, I could do some serious damage with this thing!
Moe: Dude, look at this! This is perfect! *he picks up an orange and black glove with a metal gear-shaped ring on the wrist*
*Everyone puts on their gloves, and tries them out*
David: I wonder how you use this... They did say it could turn us into Superhuman robots, didn't it?
Jeremy: I wonder... By the power of Greyskull! *Sticking his glove-arm into the air* I HAVE THE POWER!!!!!!!!!
Vidal: Super. Super! SUPER! SUPERHUMAN ROBOTS, HOOO!!!!!!!!!!
*Carlos Flips off David*
Carlos: Oh, sorry, I figured that would trigger something. I guess it didn't.
Cyros: You know, as much fun as this is, I gotta go...uhh... talk to Jack...in the grocery store...
*Suddenly, in a bright flash, Cyros dissappears and in his place is Metalman.EXE*
Metalman: Whoah, this is sweet! I better write that down!
Johnny: Hmmm... what was that again? Oh, I remember! I gotta go uh talk to jack in the grocery store.
*The same thing as before happens to Johnny, only this time, Flameman.EXE appears in his place*
Flameman: Dude, this is sweet!
Moe: Slowly now! TALK!.... TO!....... JACK!........IN!...*transforms into Drillman.EXE*...Hey, whattaya know, all we have to say is "Talk to Jack in"!
Stuart: Maybe we can just say "in"
Sam: IN!
Stuart: ...
Sam: Nope, nothing.
Vidal: Well, we might as well all transform by the phrase we know works.
Everyone: *In unison* Talk to Jack In!
Punk: Okay, Roll call everyone! Who's who? I'm Jeremy.
Serenade: David!
Kingman: Sam!
Darkman: Vidal!
Drillman: Moe!
Metalman: Cyros!
Yamatoman: Carlos!
Bowlman: Jonathan!
Desertman: Nijubu!
Flashman: Matt!
Flameman: Johnny!
Beastman: Jake!
Plantman: Stuart!
Bubbleman: Shadowblade!
Punk and Serenade: And Together we are...
Punk: The Acid Hackers!
Serenade: No, we're the Net Guardians!
Punk: Why would we want to defend stuff? They've never helped us!
Serenade: Why would we want to be hackers? Hackers destroy stuff!
Punk: That's the point!
Serenade: Okay, let's do democratically. Whoever wants to morally decay themselves and ruin their lives *shudders*, go stand by Punk. Whoever wants to be loyal defenders of justice, stand over here!
*King, Dark, Drill, Metal, bowl, and Yamato stand by Serenade. Desert, Flash, Flame, Plant, and Bubble go stand by Punk*
Punk: It's even! I guess not everyone is a overbearing righteous moron like you after-all.
Serenade: On the same note, not everyone wants to be a chaotic Felon scum like you, either!
Punk: How about we split up... we'll show you who's scum!
Serenade: Deal!
Punk: Ummm... does anyone know how to go back to our regular bodies?
Serenade: Ummm... Talk to Jack In?
Drillman: Talk to Jack Off?
Punk: You know, by now the grocery store's closed. You'd assume Jack's out that place by now. *Punk Transforms back into Jeremy*
Drillman: Hmmm... I'm noticing a trend. I bet the phrase is "Jack's Out" *transforms into Moe* I guess it is...
Everyone Else: Jack's out!
Jeremy: Let's split, we still need to find a shelter. *Sneering* Hope our paths cross later.
David: Don't worry... they will.
Jeremy: Dude, did you see that documentary on all the Robot masters yesterday? Those guys are so cool.
David: Yeah, I wish I was a RM. It would be so cool!
Jonathan: We could like, Help people... and get chicks!
Moe: Who's your favorite? I like that Snakeman guy. He's the coolest Robot Master Ever!
Jonathan: No way! Magnetman is soooo much better. What other Robot master can fire missles like that?
Stuart: Who needs missles when you can create barriers like woodman can?
Shadowblade: No way, I'm the coolest! *aims his bubble lead gun at the others* Anyone beg to differ?
Jeremy: I don't really have a favorite, I just sorta wish I could be one.
*everyone looks over as Stuart, Jonathan, and Moe start argueing over which RM would win in a fight*
Matt: *sighs* Some people get wayyy to into stuff like this. I always thought it would cool if I could, but I guess I never thought about it too much. What are the chances something would just magically appear in front of us and turn us into Superhuman Robots.
Vidal: Wait... what's that over there?
*everyone walks over to a mysterious gym bag on the street. Jake picks off a letter taped to it*
Jake: It says here that these gloves will give us the ability to turn into Superhuman robots.
Matt: *hitting his forehead* I don't believe this...
Nijubu: Whoah! I want this one!
*Nijubu picks up a white glove with a slight rainbow sheen. He puts it on, and suddenly wires run out of the end and insert themselves into his arm*
Nijubu: Whoah... this is freaky... I'm not so sure I like it anymore.. What gives? It won't come off.
*Everyone digs through the box and finds one that they like*
Jeremy: *holding a black leather glove with studs on the knuckles* Man, I could do some serious damage with this thing!
Moe: Dude, look at this! This is perfect! *he picks up an orange and black glove with a metal gear-shaped ring on the wrist*
*Everyone puts on their gloves, and tries them out*
David: I wonder how you use this... They did say it could turn us into Superhuman robots, didn't it?
Jeremy: I wonder... By the power of Greyskull! *Sticking his glove-arm into the air* I HAVE THE POWER!!!!!!!!!
Vidal: Super. Super! SUPER! SUPERHUMAN ROBOTS, HOOO!!!!!!!!!!
*Carlos Flips off David*
Carlos: Oh, sorry, I figured that would trigger something. I guess it didn't.
Cyros: You know, as much fun as this is, I gotta go...uhh... talk to Jack...in the grocery store...
*Suddenly, in a bright flash, Cyros dissappears and in his place is Metalman.EXE*
Metalman: Whoah, this is sweet! I better write that down!
Johnny: Hmmm... what was that again? Oh, I remember! I gotta go uh talk to jack in the grocery store.
*The same thing as before happens to Johnny, only this time, Flameman.EXE appears in his place*
Flameman: Dude, this is sweet!
Moe: Slowly now! TALK!.... TO!....... JACK!........IN!...*transforms into Drillman.EXE*...Hey, whattaya know, all we have to say is "Talk to Jack in"!
Stuart: Maybe we can just say "in"
Sam: IN!
Stuart: ...
Sam: Nope, nothing.
Vidal: Well, we might as well all transform by the phrase we know works.
Everyone: *In unison* Talk to Jack In!
Punk: Okay, Roll call everyone! Who's who? I'm Jeremy.
Serenade: David!
Kingman: Sam!
Darkman: Vidal!
Drillman: Moe!
Metalman: Cyros!
Yamatoman: Carlos!
Bowlman: Jonathan!
Desertman: Nijubu!
Flashman: Matt!
Flameman: Johnny!
Beastman: Jake!
Plantman: Stuart!
Bubbleman: Shadowblade!
Punk and Serenade: And Together we are...
Punk: The Acid Hackers!
Serenade: No, we're the Net Guardians!
Punk: Why would we want to defend stuff? They've never helped us!
Serenade: Why would we want to be hackers? Hackers destroy stuff!
Punk: That's the point!
Serenade: Okay, let's do democratically. Whoever wants to morally decay themselves and ruin their lives *shudders*, go stand by Punk. Whoever wants to be loyal defenders of justice, stand over here!
*King, Dark, Drill, Metal, bowl, and Yamato stand by Serenade. Desert, Flash, Flame, Plant, and Bubble go stand by Punk*
Punk: It's even! I guess not everyone is a overbearing righteous moron like you after-all.
Serenade: On the same note, not everyone wants to be a chaotic Felon scum like you, either!
Punk: How about we split up... we'll show you who's scum!
Serenade: Deal!
Punk: Ummm... does anyone know how to go back to our regular bodies?
Serenade: Ummm... Talk to Jack In?
Drillman: Talk to Jack Off?
Punk: You know, by now the grocery store's closed. You'd assume Jack's out that place by now. *Punk Transforms back into Jeremy*
Drillman: Hmmm... I'm noticing a trend. I bet the phrase is "Jack's Out" *transforms into Moe* I guess it is...
Everyone Else: Jack's out!
Jeremy: Let's split, we still need to find a shelter. *Sneering* Hope our paths cross later.
David: Don't worry... they will.
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