Nice work, I like the GT story. Great job setting up the plot!

It's been a whiule, but here's the latest update! *due to lack of intrest, Seige of the SOuth has been cancelled.

Fusion wrote:*Comes in using Purple/Red Ninja Spartan outfit*

Do you remember way back when that stuff happened?

I wrote:Brightly-clad, flashback inducing ninjas are extinct in the GT Empire.

Except for Fusion, who consistanly remains out of our grasp. Given his helpfulness to GT and questionable sanity, we're not really complaining.

As to the whole Sasuke_hugger point JackSkratch, I said brightly-clad ninjas are extinct. Fangirls are not ninjas. Actually, brightly-clad ninjas are only extinct outside of fiction. Inside of fiction however, they are aware of their ridiculousness as shown by this actual quote below...

masakoX and vegeta3986 in Naruto Abridged 17 wrote: Naruto: Come to think of it, if we're ninjas why do some of us have the most incredibly innappropriate clothes?
Kakashi: I wouldn't talk if I were you, Mr. Bright Orange Jumpsuit.
Naruto: What?! That's crazy! I'm totally stealthy!
*camera zooms outside tower*
Faint voice from several miles away: Heelloooooo, Naruto!
Naruto: Point taken.

Man, I love that joke.

Hebes24 wrote:I like my AI, He looks cool. Great New Story!

Uh, yeah, funny thing about that. Remember that character I promised you way back when for all your support on my first story? That was a cameo of him. And he really isn't a cameo in the first story anymore, as now I have developed him into a really cool character, backstory and all. Glad you like him.

Anywho, on to the update!

CHAPTER 2
BRRRR IT’S COLD!
OR
PLASMOIDMONKEY TOTALLY MISSES OUT ON THE ACTION

It was cold. plasmoidmonkey huddled around a fusion furnace with at least seven other soldiers, trying to get some warmth.
“Of course, the mumakil pens are nice and toasty.” He grumbled to himself. “Too bad they smell like crap.”
plasmoidmonkey’s forces were stationed in the area around the Boeing Labs Weapon Testing Facility. It was a small army, given the fact that plasmoidmonkey’s only real contributions to the site were his funny stories, only about three thousand strong. A hundred-five mumakil, five hundred Basilisk War Droids, and a lot of infantry. All his forces were mod-tooled: not a single n00b was under his command. This was good, because the majority of n00bs were really annoying anyway.
“Sir!” a soldier in a white-grey arctic survival suit ran up to him.
“What is it?”
“You need to see this.”
The soldier led plasmoidmonkey over to another furnace outside a tent. A small group of soldiers had set up a holoprojector, and were watching intently.
“GT HoloNews and Entertainment brings you the latest vid feed from the front, where Empire forces under President Guru have engaged the enemy.” The n00b news anchor said.
“Aw, c’mon. We miss out on all the action.” plasmoidmonkey grumbled.

Master Guru reached out with the Force and grabbed the two Ultra-Star Destroyers hovering above the battlefield. With a single, deliberate movement, he smashed the two behemoths together. The explosion was spectacular. Still calm, the Jawa whipped out an orange lightsaber and impaled the troll who was “sneaking” up behind him through the gut.
The land around him was a battle of magnitude 12. The Quarantine Coalition had decided to strike the country of Happy Land first. This was widely regarded as an idiotic decision, as Happy Land is home of one of the most heavily guarded locations in the Empire, the happyinium mines. But somehow, QC command had allowed emos in charge of this mission, and of course, emos hate happy.
The GT forces were out in full. Soldiers and vehicles of every size, shape, color, series, and weaponry, filled the plains, combating the QC. The enemy had plenty of their forces as well, though luckily they had not realized the power of mod-tooled armies: the members of the QC made up the entirety, instead of each member in command of a personal army. What they lacked in ingenuity they made up for in size. The haxx0rz had figured out how to make multiple profiles of people, effectively cloning their numbers.
Master Guru jumped back into the sea of soldiers. Clouds of plasma, the stink of burned ozone, and the little hissing of steaming machine gun shells filled the air. The Jawa jumped up and slashed the head off of a spam-man who was about to gunk up their communication lines even more. Soaring above the crowd on the same jump, he let out a mighty Force Push, sending every soldier below him in a fifty foot radius flying across the battlefield, raining down on the others nearby. Guru landed in the center of the circle, back-to-back with Penguin, Maveritchell, and EraOfDesann. All four had lightsabers ignited and were deflecting blaster bolts, bullets, and plasma shots madly.
“Nice to see you here, Master Guru.” Penguin said, making light conversation even in the midst of battle. “How’ve you been doing?”
“Been giving them hell, Penguin.”
“Nice.”

Sweet, these just get better and better, Can't wait till I come in. If I do. I think I will from what you said...

plasmoidmonkey wrote: 1. Egg_Guts
2. lieutenantcoda
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Nice, I like it!

thanx for adding me in! . too bad i forgot to submit my attitude, if you want i can send them. nice update!

Oh, If you want my attitude, I guess I'll be like what I am in real life. Always making jokes and right before I blow stuff up I'll yell something. Also I'll never be serious in a battle, I'll fight like I'm serious but I'll just be having fun mostly.

Hope tat wasn't confusing. It was hard to explain for me to explain myself.

well since EGG_GUTS posted his, i should just post mine:

I like to always joke around, and i laugh very easily. normal happy attitude and likes to throw grenades a lot, as in throwing them like a machine gun. i will even throw them at just one person(or if i have more types, i will throw all types, at just ONE person or more). i will also not hesitate to drop mines in a vehicles path or even drop it on them, if I can do it without blowing myself up. .I also laugh madly and evily from time to time.

Sorry, I keep asking for more. But could I add a magnum to my weapon list cuz all my weapons aren't close range

Salutations, sentient beings of the universe and all it's alternate dimensional planes! It's time for another update!

Oh, Egg_Guts and lieutenantcoda, I just saw your personality profiles but already had your chapter typed up and ready to post, so your personalities might not be exactly what you want. Sorry.

CHAPTER 3
IN WHICH: ANSWERS ARE FOUND TO QUESTIONS WE DIDN’T KNOW WE HAD
OR
A BIT OF CRANIAL TRAUMA BUILDS CHARACTER

Egg_Guts pumped an EMP charge into the face of the anime-hater who had forced him to the ground. The enemy disappeared in a crackle of electromagnetic pulse waves. The level 55 Bombardier stood up and shoved a new clip into his gun. His red and blue Republic bombardier was covered in scorch marks and plasma burns, but still functioning.
Egg_Guts exited through a sliding door and walked into the main control room of the toxic waste processing facility. A cluster of glowing blue control panels sat in a circle on a tall pedestal in the center. Pipes of green slime ran down from the ceiling.
On the other side of the room were the sounds of battle. Egg_Guts cautiously walked over, weapon raised.
A Mandalorian was engaged in combat with a trio of anime haters. The soldier pulled a sticky grenade from his belt, shoved it in one’s face, backflipped off his off his chest, and shot the explosive with a short blast from his white-hot flamethrower. The explosion blew a hole in the wall the size of a double-wide trailer, rednecks and all.
Egg_Gut’s HUD identified him as lieutenantcoda, level 55 Demolitionist.
“Nice job there.” He complimented.
“Thanks dude. C’mon, there’re still more in here.”
The pair walked down a long, dark hallway for about half a minute before coming out on the main processing facility.
Massive pools of radioactive sludge filled the floor. Processing equipment and skinny walkways filled the room with no pattern or form. The GTers rad-sheilds went into overdrive.
Also in the room were three dozen other anime-haters. A dozen of them were collecting sludge in a large cylindrical container. The others were busily planting C4 charges all over the place. They hadn’t noticed the GTers.
Not like it would have done anything if they had.
lieutenantcoda pulled out a frag grenade and chucked it down right next to the haters by the container. One was pwned instantly; two others were thrown into pits of waste. The other thirty-three who remained, however, raised their guns and opened fire.
The two GTers scrambled onto the jungle of catwalks and conveyor belts and split up, the haters rappelling up right behind them.
Egg_Guts ran down a straight shot walkway, not looking back until he spun around to see two enemies right behind him. He calmly blasted them both in the face with his dual wrist launchers. Not missing a beat, he EMPed one climbing up a rope right next to him.
lieutenantcoda’s strategy basically consisted of: crack waste container with grenade, light waste on fire, watch pwnage, rinse, repeat. This worked quite well until he had no more containers to spill. With the haters packing long-range weapons, his flamethrower wasn’t particularly helpful in this situation, so he jumped over the rail of his catwalk and landed nimbly right next to Egg_Guts. Yes, they were now teamed up again, but they were also at the part of a walkway where it bends ninety degrees and runs parallel to the wall and taking cover behind a computer console. One of the haters had a sniper rifle, so they couldn’t exactly run from where they were.
“Aargh! I’m almost out of ammo!” Egg_Guts was not amused. “Wait…your backpack!”
“What?”
“Your backpack! Drop it!”
“Wha…I’m not gonna…
“DROP IT!”
“Okay, okay.”
lieutenantcoda set down his backpack, still full of explosives. Egg_Guts piled his remaining grenades around the base and set a time bomb for ten seconds. Then he pushed the pile of explosives off the edge of the walkway, directly above a pool of waste.
“MOVE!!!!” he bellowed.

Later, GTers on the GTSTRDS were reported as to have said that they saw the explosion from their position in orbit.
Egg_Guts heaved himself up. His armor was completely soot-black and cracked in many places, but he was alive. Next to him lay lieutenantcoda, in the same condition, but still alive.
The other GT sat straight up.
“152.8 miles!? WE FLEW 152.8 MILES!!!11!!?!?!??!!??!?”
“It’s a new record!” Egg_Guts threw up his arms tiredly, but yet was still very happy, because they had beaten FOOLIS’s record of 130.23 miles blasted from a single explosion.
Egg_Guts activated his helmet comm. on the GTHQ channel.
“Mission successful. The QC presence has been eliminated. We lost the facility, though.”
“Doesn’t matter.” ShadowHawk’s voice cracked over the comm.. “The battle in Happy Land has turned into a GT victory. The day is ours!”
“Nice.” lieutenantcoda piped in.
“And, now that we have crushed the Quarantined Coalition in two massive defeats, and to celebrate the fact that I’m going to be a dad, let us sing a rousing chorus of the Doom Song!”

The headquarters of the Quarantined Coalition were abuzz. The n00b grunts were whispering rumors to each other. They had been handed twin defeats of astronomical numbers in a single day. What was High Command thinking?
“Silence!” a menacing voice snarled as a black-robed person marched down the center walkway. “Do not think such things, be you executed like the blasphemous RonXLuna shippers!” The grunts became silent.
“Master Big Faceless Guy in Black Cloak!” (BFGiBC for short.) A haxx0r communications officer barked. “Incoming transmission!”
The giant veiwscreen ahead of them crackled to life, showing the visage of GT Moderator ShadowHawk.
“Hello there, QC!” He smiled. “Just to rub it in your face a bit more, I present the GameToast Victory Chorus!” The screen changed to show a vid feed of the faces of every GTer, n00b and veteran, from all over the world.
“DOOM DOOM DOOM DOOM DooooOOOOM!!!!!! DOOM DOOM DOOM DOOM DooooOOOOM!!!!!!” they all boomed, so loud as to shatter the control consoles. ShadowHawk’s face appeared again.
“Also, you guys suck.”

Enjoy.
EDIT: Yes, I know the real Doom Song goes more like "Doom doom doom doom doom doom DOOM!", but I swear I heard a version like that somewhere...

Nice. The QC got owned.

Hehe, I like it, nice and funny.

Keep it up!

LOL, nice! Maybe in your next update you could mention the previously enlisted members, just like sorta, you know, cameo appearances? Like maybe it's on a battlefield and you notice ARC_Commander blowing holes in... Shameless bit of self promotion there. I think that it would tie the story together better.

ARC_Commander wrote:LOL, nice! Maybe in your next update you could mention the previously enlisted members, just like sorta, you know, cameo appearances? Like maybe it's on a battlefield and you notice ARC_Commander blowing holes in... Shameless bit of self promotion there. I think that it would tie the story together better.

Will do. Chapter 4 is already written, however, so you'll have to wait for Chapter 5

Sweet, me and lieutenantcoda rock

Your stories a great!

Btw, Are you planning to kill anyone off?

Arcy wrote:Maybe in your next update you could mention the previously enlisted members, just like sorta, you know, cameo appearances?

Well, according to the story, your in Australia. I think a chapter devoted to each of the members in their places would be best. Heres the quote if your too lazy to look:

“Guilty as charged.” His tone turned serious. “Okay guys. You’ve all got separate assignments. JackSkratch, you’ve got the Ninja Villages in Japan. Taivyx, you have the catacombs of Mordor. Arc_Commander, the cloning facilities in Australia. Hebes24, you’re here in Capital Server. Xavious, you got Glaciavakia. plasmoidmonkey, you’re stationed in the Antarctic Empire. That’s all I got. Make sure to let me out now and then.” He grinned, which was an odd thing for a computer program to do, even a smart AI like himself.

WOOHOO! wow, me and EGG_GUTS blew up the place! you got my attitude right anyway, repeating stuff that involves blowing things up!

when i said mandalorian armor i did not mean that i was mandalorian, but i like that, keep it.

heheheh, last part:

Oh, and you guys suck.

hilarious!

keep up the good work!

By the way, where's Mordor?

Somewhere to the east of Texas and west of Florida.

Well, google has served me well, but I have one thing to say......

I've never watched LOTR. Shoot me if you please

Aye mateys! Fire up ye ol' cannons, our target is the one known as Taivyx!

Oh, and what's Glaciavakia?