I_The_Noobiest_Pro wrote:
also, can you fix the capitilition in my username?
currently, its i_THE_noobiest_pro
lol ok
Le Story of sὂvιἓͲ ȑμȿȿἶÆ, Season 2 Episode 9
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I_The_Noobiest_Pro wrote:
is bob the potato and his army going to be there?
most of everyone from s1
mmmm yay
Jul 7, 2021
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will ching cheng hanji help with his awesome power in da next few episodes?
Jul 7, 2021
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Why did thirst man need an army of zombies when he can destroy IAGA by himself
Jul 7, 2021
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well won't Sheldon anyway do that if he gets attacked by lots of zombies, and thirst man would just have to take down Sheldon quickly
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Episode 9
Yay
Why am I doing this.
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[Precredits]
Idea by Hypermuddish
Written by Hypermuddish
DISCLAIMER:
This has NOTHING to do with the actual Soviet Union or any of the events of relevance to it. All names, dates, and places are fictional and coincidental.
NOTICE: MOST OF SEASON 2 (EPISODES 11-20) WILL BE TOLD FROM SHELDON'S POINT OF VIEW.
Episode 19
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Monday 3:00 PM
What.
“You’re an Earthling?” I asked.
“Yeah. I don’t go to the IAGA but I’m just visiting to help JM do detective work and warn you about an incoming army that will raze this place to the ground and stick your heads on those pike things from movies,” said Lenin.
“Uh… I thought Lenin was dead already,” said Goose.
Lenin laughed.
“No, that guy was VLADIMIR Lenin and I am Zebra6942069420 Lenin. Maybe we’re related, but I don’t know. Like, from Earth I also know guys named Putin and Rasputin but they have different first names than the ones you might know.”
OWie.
Something just bit me on the leg.
I looked down.
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Something you might want to know: I really really really really hate spiders. It was from this trauma event I had like a super long time ago.
I was about 5 years old and then a huge spider monster thing ate me up.
Then a few days later the extraction crew killed the spider and took me out of its belly. So yeah that’s why I really really really really hate spiders.
I screamed and then I ran away. All of the spiders followed me and scurried across the floor.
“Why are they all targeting me???” I wailed.
“I dunno. Maybe spiders hate you or something,” Lenin shrugged.
I slipped on the floor and fell on top of the killer spider robots, instantly crushing them all to death because I ate a bit too much Rice Krispies Treats ™©®. I got up and brushed all of the broken robot parts off of my back.
“They came from that hole over there,” observed Goose. He was pointing to a small hole in the wall.
“Was that there when you moved here?” I asked.
“Yeah. I thought it was just a fault in the structure.”
“What… does that mean this was planned??” said Ligma.
“Possibly,” pondered Goose.
“Who made you switch rooms?” asked JM.
“I got a phone call from someone named ‘Headmaster Nectar the legit guy yeah totally not sus or an imposter nothing to be suspicious of hahahaha’.”
What???
SUS?????
“Do you think this has something to do with the Amogus Drippers?” I asked.
“Well, let’s find out,” said Goose.
“I’ll stay behind to examine these robots spiders,” said JM.
Monday 3:55 PM
“Does anyone know where the Amogus Drippers are?” asked Lenin.
“Let’s go ask Florida. He knows a lot about this place,” I announced.
“No cap,” a voice said.
Florida Man materialized right beside us, leaning on a wall.
“GAHHHHH HOW LONG WERE YOU SPYING ON US??” I exclaimed.
“Long enough. And by the way, I heard that the Amogus Drippers have a headquarters somewhere in the Vent Brain,” said Florida.
The Vent Brain?
The Vent Brain was the center of all of the vents in the IAGA, and nobody dared to go in it because there were rumors of an Impostermonster in there. The most well known way to get in there was to enter the left vent of the cafeteria and go directly up.
We all ran into the cafeteria and began searching for the left vent.
After a few seconds, Lenin pushed away a table to reveal a vent.
“Is that it?” he asked.
“Yeah, that’s the one,” answered Florida.
One by one, we crawled into the vent and began climbing the upwards ladder.
Monday 4:25 PM
We emerged from a hole into a dark room. There was a gate on the other side.
Florida stealthily sneaked across the floor and threw open the gate, and we followed him.
We entered a gigantic room with an arena in the center and circular bleachers in stands around the sides of it, kinda like a coliseum. Up in the stands were a variety of people, not just Amogus Drippers. In the top box sat two Amogus Drippers, who I guess own this place. A red on and a cyan one.
“Welcome, once again, to Le Amogus Club!!!” announced the red Amogus Dripper.
Cheers exploded throughout the stadium and the red guy continued as the cheers died out.
“We have some new challengers!! Take your bets right now!” the red guy declared.
We heard the tinkling sounds of money exchanging from hand to hand, and quiet murmurs.
The red guy once again stood up.
“Challengers, choose your fighter!” the red Amogus Dripper boomed.
“Uh, can we choose more than one?” I asked sheepishly.
The people in the stands began laughing hysterically.
“Bro, is this like your first time here or something??” the red guy laughed.
“Well, yeah,” I said.
“Then sorry for the lack of information, let us tell you about this. You are currently in the Amogus Club, where we do fun stuff and stuff. I literally have no idea how noobs like you found this place, but anyway, in this arena, challengers choose a guy to fight the reigning Amogus Champion. So go on, who shall represent you?”
Me and the other guys began discussing amongst ourselves.
“Who should we send in?” I whispered.
“Either Ligma or Florida is the strongest one here. Maybe Lenin, I dunno,” said Goose.
“Oh, yeah, and by the way, weapons aren’t allowed,” added the red Amogus Dripper.
“Welp, then I’m pretty much useless,” said Ligma.
“I’m still recovering from the jetlag,” said Lenin.
We all turned towards Florida.
“Who, me??? Naw,” he said.
“Why? You’re the most powerful one here,” I said.
“Currently I’m on a power cap right now. I need to steadily train against an opponent of the same power level as me, facing some crazy boss would screw up my evolution.”
“That leaves you, Sheldon,” said Lenin.
I sighed.
“Fine.”
Monday 4:50 PM
I stepped forward and once again the stadium burst into cheers.
“Alright, what is your name, challenger?” asked the red Amogus Dripper.
“Sheldon,” I answered.
The red guy choked for a second and then continued.
“Alright, we will be bringing out… our reigning champion… LE IMPOSTERMONSTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
The ground opened up and a huge Amogus Dripper climbed out. He was rusty brownish color, and the ground shook with every step he took.
Gulp.
“3…” announced the red Amogus Dripper,” 2… 1… FIGHT!!!!!”
Monday 4:55 PM
Impostermonster charged at me with astounding speed and punched me in the face. I flew up and then he stomped me into the ground. Ow.
He continued to stomp me and I was beginning to get hurt. I dug a hole in the ground and tunneled behind him, where I popped up and shot lightning bolts at him.
He swatted the attacks away and opened up his mouth.
A spiky tentacle thing shot out and crashed into the ground I standing on, before I jumped at the last second. I teleported on top of Impostermonster’s head and punched it.
Impostermonster got knocked down and I fell off. He swung at me using the spiky tentacle thing. It was a direct hit, and it cut me in half.
“HEY HEY PAUSE IT!!!! WE DON’T WANT NO DEAD CHALLENGERS!!!” shouted the red Amogus Dripper as he teleported onto the battlefield.
“Oh no…” he said as he looked at me.
“So do I lose?” I asked.
The red Amogus Dripper screamed.
“NECROMANCY!!! SORCERY!!! HOW ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?!?!?!?!” he shouted.
“I dunno,” I said as my body reformed itself.
“In that case… CONTINUE!!”
He teleported into the top box again and the battle resumed.
I couldn’t take another one of those hits again. Well, I could, but it took off a huge chunk of my hp. I dodged a few more attacks, then I used my special ability, Fire Storm.
I created a few tornadoes in the sky, and then set fire on them. Impostermonster was taking a ton of DOT at the moment, so I just had to dodge his attacks.
He then spun around so quickly that he absorbed all of the fire storms. Smart.
Impostermonster crouched down and began coughing. Was he defeated? He surely can’t be that easy…
Then the crowd started to whisper excitedly.
I heard one of the spectators say “This is the first time in like a year he had to use his ult”.
Ult????? This can’t be good.
Impostermonster stood up and did some hand symbols. And then he launched his super energy ball at me.
The noise was deafening. I was taking some serious damage so I had to finish this quickly.
Impostermonster shot some more energy balls at me, which I dodged, but the sheer power of them cause massive AOE effects. I closed my eyes and reached out to the æiaforce. I opened my eyes again, but this time it was weird. Instead of my left eye twitching and spinning around, both of my eyes started to make this humming sound and then I could see in supa hd.
Monday 5:40 PM
You were probably confused about that part. If you weren’t then you’re lying. If you were then you’re normal.
Let me explain.
Go to a sovietube video and go to the lowest video quality possible. Then go to the hd. That’s what happened. I’m not saying I’m visually challenged or anything. It’s just that before it happened, I thought I was seeing the world but now it was completely different.
I could see every single detail, such as the opponent’s stats, his weak areas, that creepy guy over there picking his nose, everything. A circle appeared around Impostermonster. I think it was a lock skill or something. I charged up an Ultra Blast on my hand, but this time it was once again different. My entire hand glowed and pulsed.
I aimed a supercharged force blast at Impostermonster but a notification came up, saying “Overkill: Might cause lag in gameplay and other stuff”. I kept on shrinking the power of the force blast until the notification went away.
Then I threw the force blast at him, but it didn’t hit him anyway since crashed through the ceiling and got in the way.
Monday 5:55 PM
Seriously.
A flying guy absorbed some of the damage but the force blast kept going and exploded onto Impostermonster.
The floor was made out of some super strong plastic material so it didn’t cause any dust or anything you might expect at the end of an op attack. But there was a hole in the ground now, and it was leaking some water.
“ALRIGHT,” announced the red Amogus Dripper. “Somehow the new guy one, but we still have to check the fight to see if he’s hacking or using aimbot or using those testosterone enhancer things the earthlings chug.”
He teleported onto the battlefield and walked up to me. He raised up one of those old timey monocles and held it up to his eye.
“Hm… you’re not cheating. Ok so this guy Sheldon won the battle, so he is the new Champion of Le Amogus Club!!!!”
The audience clapped nervously.
“Also,” said the red Amogus Dripper, “you get a lifetime free pass here and for any drink and food and stuff and you get to play video games and stuff and stuff.”
“Wow, that’s some cool stuff. Can I talk to you in private?” I whispered.
“Sure. Meet me by the back at 6:30. We need to do some research. And by the way, congrats on beating our Impostermonster, not that I expected any less from an æian. You completely fried his wiring.”
“Wiring???”
“Yeah, wiring. He’s a robot we made and all his attacks are using a power core we replace each fight. By the way I actually gotta go now bye.”
He teleported away so I also teleported off of the battlefield.
“BRO THAT WAS INSANE SHELDON” honked Goose.
“YES BRO THAT WAS INSANE SHELDON” honked Lenin.
“Oh no Lenin is honking,” said Florida.
Lenin honked so hard that I think his vocal system collapsed or something because he crumpled onto the ground.
“I’ll teleport him to the infirmary, you guys can explore this place,” said Ligma.
Alright.
Monday 6:10 PM
A tunnel thing opened up from the ground and there was a stairway leading down. I walked down it and the others followed. After a while, the stairs began to go upwards and we emerged from the tunnel into this fancy bar looking place.
A guy with a white shirt and a bow tie came up to us.
“Ah, VIP members. Would you like to order food or drinks?” he said.
“Uh, I don’t think we’re V-“ I began, but Florida elbowed me in the tummy.
“Ah, yes, VIP, we surely are. Heh heh heh. Let us take our orders,” Florida mended.
Smart.
We took our orders and then we sat down at a vacant table. I ordered a XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXL Rice Krispies Treats ™©® Soda, and when they delivered it to our table it was bigger than I was.
“Holy Illuminati, Sheldon. How are you gonna finish that?” Lenin laughed.
“I have my ways,” I smiled. “And by the way who’s Illuminati?”
Then Lenin got this super dark look on his face and Florida grimaced and Goose let out a weak honk.
Goose cleared his throat and began to tell the story.
“Long time ago, at this very IAGA, the old headmaster owed an IAGA scientist a 🅱obux. But he forgot to pay it and the scientist got mad and threw him into a volcano. Then the IAGA staff got mad and then fired the scientist and then nobody knows what happened next. Those who did know were reported to having hallucinations of an eye watching them, and after a few days they will collapse and die, with a symbol of the eye inside a triangle burned into their forehead. There have been rumors of the scientists beginning a revolt against the IAGA, but it is only gossip.”
“Dang bro, that’s kinda dark,” I shuddered. “I’m probably gonna get nightmares from this.”
Monday 6:30 PM
Red teleported besides us and took a seat.
“So, what are you wanting to speak with me about?” he asked.
“It’s something I got on my phone,” said Goose as he flipped to the weird message and showed it to Red.
“It’s from… Headmaster Nectar the legit guy yeah totally not sus or an imposter nothing to be suspicious of hahahaha???” he said. “That’s definitely sus and shady. I’ll go trace down who sent this blackmail, don’t worry.”
“Thanks bro.”
Monday 6:40 PM
We were about finished with our drinks so we got up and left. There was a teleport pad that said “Exit” so we went on it and it took us to the main entrance of the IAGA.
We walked into the infirmary to find Ligma and Lenin but the lights were all out.
Florida frowned.
“Where is everyone?” he asked.
Then I felt something hit me on the back of my head. Ow. Then the same thing hit me harder but I felt it break into a bunch of pieces. All the other guys were unconscious and I turned around to see who could have done this. There were a couple of those Mugen guys standing before me and they threw smoke bombs on the floor. I couldn’t see anything but I heard the shuffle of feet. When the smoke cleared everyone except for me was gone.
Bruh
“Hey Mind Assistant,” I thought.
“What?” Mind Assistant replied in my head.
“There were Mugen guys here and they took some people. Show me where they went.”
“Sure. I have traced them down.”
A red dot hovered over some place far in the distance. I checked the details and apparently it was an entirely different planet. Sus.
Suddenly, some people burst through the door behind me. It was FBI, Bob, and that teacher I bumped into. I think his name was Dubynin.
“Greetings, Sheldon. We are also here to discuss the mysterious case of the missing patients. May we go with you?” he said.
“Uh… sure,” I said.
“Good. Now I will teleport you all to the destination.”
He waved his hands around and a halo appeared on each of our heads.
“This is my Selection Mark,” he explained. “When I teleport, it will affect you guys too. And it will give you attack and speed buffs, and it acts as a shield too until it’s destroyed. But don’t bee to foolish. My Mark only has 500,000 hp. And Sheldon already knows where to go, so it will teleport us there.”
“Cool,” said me, FBI, and Bob at the same time.
In a flash of light, Dubynin teleported us to the mysterious planet.
Monday 7:20 PM
We arrived on the planet. it was barren and devoid of life, except for a couple of dead trees and a super big monster thing over there.
Wait what.
The monster roared and leaped towards us.
“You guys continue searching, I’ll handle this,” Dubynin said.
Me and FBI began searching the area.
“Let me show you a new trick I learned,” FBI smiled.
He did some hand symbols and this electric aura appeared.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Electrolocation. I can sense nearby objects, and holy Moscow. That is one big pit,” said FBI.
We heart a growl from behind us. The monster had Dubynin pinned down and was about to deliver a direct slash to the head.
Except the claw didn’t hit anything. It went right through Dubynin. Then Dubynin did some hand symbols and the monster exploded. Dang.
“Follow me, I know where the patients are being held,” said FBI.
We teleported over to a massive pit in the ground. There was a bunch of Mugen guys digging at the bottom. They were trying to dig out this yellow pointy thing, and there was a tunnel.
“That tunnel over there is where they are being kept,” whispered FBI.
“Let’s not try to hurt the Mugen ok? They are just students,” I suggested,
“No. They are robots. Whoever created them planned this,” said Dubynin darkly.
We jumped down, and immediately the Mugen turned towards us and got into battle stances.
“I’ll get the hostages while they’re focused on you guys,” said FBI right before he teleported into the tunnel.
A Mugen rushed at me and I ZAPP’ed him, and to not much surprise he was truly a robot. His internal wiring stuff exploded and his eyes flickered before falling down.
Somehow a huge horde of Mugen had surrounded Dubynin and closed in on him. Before I knew it, they were all dead and Dubynin was nowhere to be seen.
“You have seen too much. You must die now,” said a voice. A Mugen guy with super cool armor was standing on top of a ledge. He jumped down and when he landed the entire place shook.
Mind Assistant buzzed in my head.
BOSS FIGHT INCOMING: Mugen Elite.
The Mugen shot an energy ball at me so quickly that I had no time to dodge and I got flung back. Then when I got up the Mugen teleported to me and punched me all the way until I crashed into the pointy yellow thing. Ow. I stood up and used the Primal æian thing Goose was talking about.
As usual, my left eye began to vibrate and I got this weird aura thing. These line things that were growing brightly spread all over my hands so it looked like there were plant roots all over.
The Mugen guy shot an energy ball at me.
“New skill: Deflect,” Mind Assistant sang in my head.
Deflect??? Does that mean-
I deflected the energy ball and it hit the Mugen right in the head. Some electricity arced around his head, and then he sat down and closed his eyes.
“Bro what are you doing?” I asked.
He was silent. And then a few seconds later he opened his eyes and they were all like glowing and creepy. At insane speeds, he launched a flurry of attacks at me. I could barely deflect them, and I was losing a lot of hp, so I had to go on the offensive.
“Suggested attack: Mexican Jumping Laser,” said Mind Assistant.
Bro what.
Mexican Jumping Laser?????????? Lol what is that supposed to be. I’ll just try it anyway.
I gathered a ton of energy in my hands and released it in a laser form. To my disappointment, the Mexican Jumping Laser was only a simple laser. It hit the Mugen once, and it didn’t even do that much damage.
Wait a minute…
The laser hit him again.
And again.
The laser was jumping all over the place, rapidly damaging everything around it.
And then to finish it off, a gigantic laser beam shot down from the sky and totally obliterated the Mugen Elite.
“Wow, nice one, Sheldon,” said FBI. He was pulling a wagon with a bunch of unconscious people in them. Among them were Ligma and Lenin.
“Have you seen Dubynin?” I asked.
“Yeah. He’s right behind you.”
I turned around and Dubynin was standing right behind me.
“Now we leave. There is important information to be said to the IAGA council. Let’s go,” said Dubynin as he put some sort of healing charm over the patients.
We teleported back into the IAGA and by then, the infirmary patients were already up and healthy.
“Bro you should have seen what happened!” exclaimed Lenin happily.
“Yeah, an army of those Mugen guys you told us about came out of nowhere! We could have defeated them but we were eating chips and we couldn’t run or else the half eaten chips would spike our throat!” Ligma added.
Suddenly an alarm blared.
“ATTENTION EVERYONE WE ARE UNDER ATTACK REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” screeched the intercom.
Oh boy, not again. I teleported on top of the IAGA and what I saw was crazy. It was an army of zombies.
Epilogue
“That’s the Great Sheldon,” Bubgi laughed. “He’s just a nooby kid! I thought he would be like all ripped and stuff.”
“Do not underestimate him,” said Thirst Man. “He is capable of mass destruction.”
“Hey, he’s looking at us.”
Indeed he was.
Sheldon squinted his eyes. Then he teleported right in the middle of the zombie army.
“Bubgi is that you??” he said.
All the zombies tensed but Thirst Man held up a hand to signal a stop.
“Yes what?? How do you know me??” said Bubgi.
“Well, you’re kind of famous for being the noobiest guy in the history of nooby guys.”
Bubgi clenched his fist.
“He’s just trying to get into your mind,” Thirst Man whispered.
“But it’s true, man. See this book here,” Sheldon held up a book: ‘The Bub of Gi: Tales of extreme Noobiness that your baby will poop on for being so Nooby’.
Bubgi was practically shaking by now.
“Well, see you guys later at the battle, and good luck,” Sheldon smiled. He teleported back into the IAGA.
And then a huge spaceship latched onto the IAGA.
Thirst Man frowned.
“They have reinforcements?” he wondered.
He looked onto the ship and scanned for its name.
The ‘USSR Soviet Power’.
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