The Kingsville Wars - Fight Back

YO! THIS HAS TAKEN SOME TIME TO TAKE BE POSTED HUH?!
WELL ITS HIGH TIMES WE GOT BACK INTO THE SWING TO THINGS.
FIGHTING, MAYHEM AND FEELS. WE'VE GOT IT.
LETS BE KIND AND REWIND.

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An hour before the battle of Big House.
At Rio 7.

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C - Holy shit.
O - OK, you're gonna have to repeat that...
MO - ... I told you guys. There were dudes that look like that Leongo bitch. They tried to kidnap me, but there were only four of them. So I shot those pieces of shit as I ran out. I'm at a pay phone now, so sorry for the noise.
R - It's all good I guess. I hope you're not being followed.
MO - So far so good. Changed clothes at a Soriana. As I was saying, the World Engine is some sort of virtual reality simulator which would allow you to pretty much do whatever you want.
F - That's very non specific...
MO - ...I know, its hard to explain, but the device kind of allows you to visit certain periods of time and interact without causing any harm. Like a simulation, similar to visiting another planet and having a walk or something... like star trek. It's actually very vague and only a few people seem to know what it really does...
N - ...but why are we here a bunch of years past stuck in our younger selves body? This thing you say sounds like a virtual world simulator, not a time machine.
MO - I don't know about that, but check this shit out. You guys weren't the only ones who went back, a lot of people that went missing. I don't know if those people died or went back in time or whatever.
F - Thats heavy.
MO - But it gets crazier, Joey was one of the lead engineers for the World Engine project, and he went missing about half a day after everyone disappeared.
N - What?
MO - Yeah! He supposedly killed a guy named Forrest which according to the World Engine Corporation, was the guy responsible for the design and implementation. Joey was his right hand man and disappeared shortly thereafter. So no one will ever really know what happened since one dude is dead and the other one on the run.
R - Yeah that sounds like a frame job...
MO - ... you said it; he has been deemed the cause of the World Engine failure a couple of years ago. But the plot fucking thickens because as soon as Joey went missing Leongo swept in and saved the day. It was some big media bullshit thing.
C - Huh...
MO - ...mostly because he came in and brought people back. Probably a handful of them. But something I never noticed when that happened. I've been looking at years of stuff this day and from all the pictures I've sifted the dude never ages. Years and years of pictures and videos and he never ages and no one seems to mention that. Maybe he ages a little but shit, what the hell.
O - He has to be using the same shit that got us here. I mean if its the same as Angel said he could just be here to...
N - finish the job. But down here?
MO - Well he hasn't been seen lately. If that helps.
C - That could be it, but why now, he could've just killed us long ago if he could travel back or do whatever the hell that machine thingy can do.
F - There has to be a reason.
MO - Guys I gotta go. I'm getting kind of a weird vive. I can try again in two hours. I need to make sure my family is safe. If you dont pick up I'll keep leaving messages. Oh and if I don't leave one every two hours. Fucking hurry cause you have to fix time.
O - We will be back to check when we can.
MO - Stay safe.
The phone call ended and the guys had no idea of the events transpiring across town at the Big House. They all walked out talking about what to do next or the repercussions of their actions in the past.

'The world ends with us' they thought. The team proceed to get in the car and drive down towards the college. Neto sat on top of a sign and chuckled. He tossed it to the trunk area.

El Car-Washo.

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FAST FOWARD TO NOW. OR WHERE THE PREVIOUS PREVIOUS CHAPTER ENDED.

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Big House was on fire. Hundreds of men in dumb Leongo attire walked away from a lifeless body that was laid down. From far away a pair of spectacles glowed with the reflection of the fire as he saw his men walk towards him. He turned his gaze to the heroes vehicle as it approached. Boy did he grin with that smug sense of self satisfaction. Fuck this dirtbag.

The car parked near the fire and saw the army of Leongos as they quickly turned their gaze to the party. Checo walked towards he body first, fearing that it would be Joey who was laying face first on the ground. He turned it over and his pupils dilated in fear and panic.
O - Its Park!
C - Who?!
O - Park, mother fucking Park dude, his heart has been ripped out!

The air grew thicker as Checo stood and saw Leongo walk slowly towards the group. The rest of the team joined Checo as Leongo grew closer.

CL - Pity that you will all fall next to dumb Dl. Palk.
He looked at the sky as he took a deep breath.
CL - You pieces of shit.
C - Yeah, well, fuck off.
CL - At evely tuln in my life, the common denominatol is youl gloup. The time ends now.
N - If the time was now it would've been NOW when you could kill us in the present you unbearable dick. Do you even know how time travel works? Do you?! Because if it was us you'd be gone.
CL - The failsafe. I need Joey to disable it fol me to kill you.
R - Who lets someone put a failsafe on a machine made to kill?
F - Yeah, thats kind of dumb.
O - You put bypasses you tard.
CL - Oh my asian god. Kill them! KILL THEM ALL!
C - I think its time to fight gents.
Carlos rotated his guitar from his back to the front and held it tight. He had a metal pick with a scribbled name, 'Man of Love'. Checo put leather gloves on and zipped his black hoodie up. Neto had all sorts of cutlery in between each finger, glowing purple and ready to poison. Fredo had his swiffer duster at his hip with the end glowing a warm white glow.
C - It sometimes feels like we never really left. Like we are back but not back...
O - ..just fucking play the song already!
C - The boooooys aaaarrrRRREE BAAACK IN TOOOOOWWWWWWNNNN!!!

The shockwave from Carlos' voice launched a hundred Leongos into the air as the real one crossed his arms in front of him as he held his ground. Carlos had moved Chongolo Leongolo about five feet.

CL - Get theeeeeem!

The rest of the enemies started to rush as Checo took center stage. Cue American Rebel Death Riders by Calabrese now please.

Checo grabbed two of the underlings in each hand and proceed to use them as meat shields. As he cut the right flank he punched with ease using each Leongo as a heavy boxing glove. One after another he faced them to the front and left of him. He was punching his way through a group of ten Leongos that were circling him. At four o clock he started by throwing his left meat-shield, knocking the enemy over. He punched his three o clock with his left hook and dodged at his one. He used his other meat shield to take down his one and two o clock by crushing them down with the right hand meat-shield. He let that go and proceed to his five of clock, by kicking his shins and grabbing the enemy by the neck and hurling it to the six and seven o clock Leongos. His eight o clock tried to punch with the help of the nine, but he held both their fists with his own. He ended their run by breaking their arms by twisting under them and knocked them out by slamming them to the ground. He looked to his ten and that Leongo ran away. The eleven and twelve were gone. He heard a thud and saw both of them dead by virtue of a knife and fork in the neck.

Neto smiled and waved at Checo. He saw Checo grab two more bodies and take off into the largest group he could find. After he finished saving him, Neto looked down at his pockets to still see a large amount of forks, spoons and knives at his disposal. With the arm of a fastball pitcher, he threw with unbelievable accuracy cutlery at the enemies. Each utensil charged with a purple hue that instilled poison onto enemies. He looked to his left to finally lose sight of Checo, but near that area Carlos was being backed into the fire by the sheer amount of Leongos. Neto ran towards him trowing left and right daggers imbued with enough poison to make them blow up like grenades. Because he's fucking Neto he used this to his advantage, blowing up groups of twenty to thirty at a time. His abilities allowed him to weave in and out of the packs of Leongos; he proceeded to hit the one in each center to maximize the explosion. Lastly he ended at Carlos's feet after slipping in the last explosion. After he saved him he looked up and Carlos gave him his hand to help him up.

Carlos pushed Neto to the side as he took off throwing spoons and knives to more enemies, chainig explosions. Carlos had enough of his singing and used a hammer to continue his onslaught. His hammer was imbued in white light and at every swing it turned golden. At certain points Carlos would throw his hammer and it would shoot like a comet through several Leongos. It would always come back, but he had to repeat the process. During that time, he swung his ipod shuffle like a nunchuck, strangling enemies and distracting them long enough to attack with his hammer. As his last thrown hammer attack came back he attacked the group that was aiming for Rennie. He grabbed one of the group of three by his shoulder and smashed him with his hammer several times in the plexus. He threw the ipod at the feet of the second enemy, as it tripped he ran to smash his head in. Lastly his weapon was charged enough that he tied the ipod to it and threw the hammer to the side of that Leongo. The hammer swung in front, but on the way back the cord caught the enemy by the neck bringing him towards Carlos. He clotheslined the enemy and smiled to Rennie as he saw him mow through them.

Rennie and Fredo attacked their groups like a well oiled machine. The pocket healer and his warrior. Rennie could not die, his crimson clothes were no more his blood than it was his enemies as Fredo constantly kept his wounds in check. His group of thirty Leongos had a hard time approaching him, since he would run and slide as he used his mesquite branches to slice the enemies ankles. He rushed a group of ten ememies and spun around. As his 'sword' came up from slicing left to right in upwards motion, the enemies encountered an immediate beheading. His left hand protected him from attacks, while he sometimes attacked in a vertical left-right-right-left-thrust. The Leongos stabbed at him with their motorolla processors but could not inflict enough damage to make him stop. Fredo healed Rennie with a constant stream of light coming from his swiffer stick. As a Leongo was about to attack Fredo from behind, Rennie's yell made him turn fast enough that in desperation a force field surrounded him. Fredo cackled and Rennie ran to him beheading the enemy with a cross slash to its head. They both nodded as Rennie stabbed the last enemy before him.

Chongolo Leongolo stood there grimacing with that fake smile of his. Rennie walked forward and noticed a small cut to Leongos head. For a moment he though Neto had connected with knife, but barely scraped him. Rennie ran at him, jumped as he swung both blades from left to right and upwards. They broke as a red shield appeared from nowhere, protecting Leongo.

CL - You pathetic fools. You think that I'm implessed. Joey will just have to suffel mole.

Rennie back off quickly while scurrying backwards. He couldn't believe it didn't do anything.

F - He's shielded by four things.

Leongolos gaze pierced the night as he stared at Fredo angrily. Rennie noticed Leongos face.

R - You're onto something. He reacted.

Leongolo turned his back at them and ran to one of the beams that only Fredo could see.

Neto grabbed Rennie, preventing him from attacking Leongolo.
N - Fucking let him go, we can't do shit and Fredo is onto something.
R - Yeah you're right. We got to leave before this turns worse.
O - Where are the fucking cops?!
C - There's like three cops cars in the entire town dude...
F - ...forget about that, there's something always pointing at him. I can see it, they're moving but not getting close. I can't believe I didn't see it before.
N - Lets go back to the theater where we know its sort of safe. I think being attacked made it visible o you since you're a healer. It may be similar to how you shielded yourself and Rennie.
F - There's one of those things back there, towards the theater now. I didn't notice it before.
O - All the better. Heal us up in the car. We have to end this.

They took off.

I LIED ABOUT THE FEELS BITCHES.

The Kingsville Wars - The Battle of Big House

WHERE WERE WE?
THE GUYS HAVE A VEHICLE BUT NO GUIDANCE FROM THE MEXICAN ORACLE. ON THE UPSIDE THEIR POWERS ARE NOW BEGINNING TO TAKE SHAPE. WE KNOW THAT THEY CANT BE NEAR THEIR PAST SELVES, LEST THEY BE DRAWN INTO AN UNFORESEEN PARADOX. A MOST INGENIOUS ONE AT THAT! BUT LETS TAKE A BREAK FROM THE MAIN GROUP, MY MAN J IS ABOUT TO COME OUT.

At College Dr. In front of the Javelina statue J is looking confused.
J - Where is (DELETED)? Why the heck am I in Kingsville?
J looked around confused as to why he was there. He now started to fiddle with his hands and placed them in his pocket. The sense of confusion was overwhelming; little did he know that he had also crossed the river of time. In an instant, some shock came over him as he took a small notebook out of his pocket with his name on it.
J - Property of Joey? Why do I have this?
As he mumbled to himself and thumbed through the pages. Scientific notes, littered with Leongos name and the World Engine. A business card fell from the notebook. Joey A. Development Engineer World Engine Project Founded 2033.
J - Do I work there?
He scoffed at the card and started to go through the notebook. Equations, diagrams and measurements of units he didn't event remember. For all he cared it was just some prank; little did he know his part to play was much greater than what he thought. A page struck his eye.
J - Rennie, Neto, Fredo, Checo and Carlos need tickets to unveiling and beta testing of World Engine. Need to ask Forrest for the tickets.
The next page was even more cryptic.
J - The day after the World Engine was started, all of my friends went missing. I have to go get them, but they are stuck. Something is going on, no one has seen Forrest.
The next couple of pages were ripped, like someone grabbed a hold of them and ripped the pages from their seams. You  could however make up a couple of words.
J - Park. Big Hou. Big house?
Joey seemed confused but seemed to know something. His notes were as fragmented as his current state of mind, yet nothing in the following pages made sense. It was torn pieces of sentences from the notes he has written. Whoever had them, he knew that at one point he needed to head to the big house burger joint. As he started to walk, he fidgeted with one of the pockets of his cargo pants. A small toy bow; it was made of steel, with a button. He thought it was a child's toy and put it away and started to walk down the main drive towards King street.

Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours, and in that time a heavy feeling of being followed came over him. As he was constantly looking over his shoulder, more and more similar looking men started to approach. His pace quickened and he made it closer and closer to the burger place. The men kept multiplying, like waves of khakis and no cologne slammed against the sidewalks and streets. The air was hot, the sun blazing.
J - Finally.
The door to the restaurant opened as a couple left. He held the door for them and made his way in. The Leongos outside started congregating, ten, then twenty then forty and now over a hundred. He didn't know.

A waitress approached him and told him his party was expecting him. He didn't know who could it be, but there he was sitting on a chair. An old man now with a white beard hugging his face. His long hair was slicked backed and rested upon his shoulders. He was wearing an old trench coat and kept his right arm firmly hugged against his left side.
P - You made it.
J - Park?
P - You might have the disorienting effect of the travel.
J - Travel?
P - The World Engine. You have traveled back in time. It's what he always wanted, to kill us back here and make us watch.
J - Who?
P - Chongolo Lengolo. His real name, he who must be born stupid and fall at the hand of friendship.
Park held his side very tightly as he talked, his voice constantly getting raspier.
P - I'm happy you made it, but we don't have much time. You need to find the others.
J - I don't know where they are, I woke up at one place and wodnered off to another. You have to...
The windows at the front broke, then the ones at the side and the rear. A loud speaker was switched and the high pitched squeal was enough to throw the restaurant into a panic.
CL - Park-san and Joey, I know you'le in thele.
Park and Joey looked at each other.
CL - The people ale flee to go. But you two must sullendel. Failule to do so, will make me kill you'le familys in the futule.
Park looked at Joey and took his hand off the side. His hand was covered in blood and in it where the papers from his notebook.
P - When we traveled we got separated because Lengolo stabbed me while the World Engine was mid transfer... we need to fight them and you need to escape to find the others. You can't go back without the others.
J- I can't leave you to die.
Park smiled and pointed at Joeys pocket. He took out the toy bow.
P - Here.
Park gave him a small red ring.
P - Press it whenever you want to use that bow. You should have a small sword in your other pocket.

Outside the Leongo army started stomping the ground. There were more than five hundred of them now.
CL - If they don't come out in ten seconds. Burn it down!

The floor was vibrating inside the restaurant. Park tied a table cloth around his waist and used the ring to enhance the weapons they brought from the future. Joey held a bow while park dual wielded katanas.
P - If the opening is there run.
J - I'm not going to be cliche and tell you that I won't leave. But I will run if it means we can get out of here.
Park handed Joey the blood stained papers.

They ran outside.

The bow shot ethereal projectiles without the need of arrows. The katanas cut the wind so beautifully the sound of slicing air made a small melody.

The battle had started and Joey was astounded as to why he knew how to operate a bow with such accuracy that it made Legolas look like a bitch. He was dropping them like flies. Parrying to the left, sliding to the right he made quick work of the enemies ahead of him. As he took them out one by one he didn't notice the small party about to back stab him.

Park came in like a whirlwind of blood and pain. He sliced the enemies as he moved from side to side in a low stance. He attacked by spinning like a hurricane, cutting limbs and torsos alike. He saw Joey in danger and ran to him and a brick wall had stopped him. It was enough time for Joey to notice and eliminate the party that was coming from behind. Parks blades landed near Joey's feet.

CL - Fuck you Palk...
He whispered into Park's ear. There was silence in the world for five seconds.

Leongos sword had thrust him in the left lung, below the heart from behind.

Park looked at Joey and whispered 'run'. No words came out of his mouth. Joey's eyes grew big and he shot an arrow to Lengos head. It connected, but a red glow prevented anything from damaging him

There it was. The stupid smirk that Leongo had. You know which one, that retarded one where he just tightened his lips and bobbed his head with that retarded cereal bowl haircut.

Joey grabbed the swords and used one as an arrow. He aimed carefully to the neck and struck Leongo, but it didnt cut. Park turned around to look at Leongo and smiled.

Leongo cut Park in an upward motion, slicing his heart asunder. Leongos eyes glowed red, but the place where the sword had struck had made an opening.

There were no words coming from Joey as he made an escape.

Leongo checked Parks pockets and found nothing. In his anger he continuously blamed everyone and severed Park's heart from his body. He ordered the big house to be burned, They left the area.

A blue explorer approached.

The Kingsville Wars - Lets Just Try To Avoid Ourselves

DID YOU FEEL IT LAST WEEK? DID YOU? THE FEELS OF THAT ENDING HAS ME REELING FROM THE PAIN OF FRIENDS LOST IN TIME.
WELL IS HIGH PAST TIME WE GOT BACK ON THE HORSE! THE STORY IS FULL OF MISSPELLINGS AND LACK OF PURPOSE... UNTIL LAST WEEK.
THE MYSTERIOUS J HAS ARRIVED. BUT HES NOT IN THIS CHAPTER. OR IS HE? READ AND FIND OUT.
THE MEXICAN ORACLE HAS GIVEN OUR HEROES HOPE, AND NOW WE CAN GET BACK TO IT.

TWO HOURS HAVE PASSED BY. THE MEXICAN ORACLE CALLS BACK.

Carlos's phone rang once again, exactly two hours after Angel said he'd call.
MO - Carlos you there? Please Jesus and all thats holy let him be there...
C - I'm here dude. It seems like this place happens to let us talk for some reason. Let me put you on speaker phone.
MO - Cool. I did some digging on your everyday activities. You guys went to Corpus a lot. Like a lot. Almost every weekend. Kingsville sucked hard for you guys, anyways, you reaaaaaaally liked your Olive Garden back then.
O - I still do. Never ending pasta like a mother fucker!
Checo and Rennie high five'd.
MO - Either way, I checked in a very not so legal way where you guys had been.
C - So?
MO - You guys happen to be in Corpus and should be eating right about now. Your receipt says you'll be paying the ticket in about an hour.
R - I'm guessing we came back after that.
MO - That I cant tell. Seems you went drinking somewhere and didn't make purchases until the next day.
N - Well the plan is to go back to the apartment, some our stuff is there and we could use the food.
MO - Sounds good. I'm doing a lot of digging on Leongo. He's been developing crazy technology for the government and the private sector too. Real shady shit. I mean to give you guys a summary of all the crap this dudes done. Needless to say, he's powerful and smart.
O - Yeah.... no. I remember that douche, and he didn't know how to talk right, let alone teach...
MO - Well that douche created the World Engine according to my research. The stupid thing had the involvement of someone you guys know. Just a sec the doorbells ringing...
The call abruptly ended after a loud crash was heard.
As the call dropped the guys started to stare at each other in disbelief.
C - The heck?
Carlos couldn't dial out.
R - What the actual fuck was that?
N - I don't know, but we need to get out of here.
Neto pointed at the entrance and the group saw two Leongos.
F - Scout party?
O - Looks like it. Lets slip out the other way, theres a field and then Chavez street right after it.
R- Lets go.
C- What if Angel calls back?
N - Then we'd better be back in two hours then.
Checo's idea worked. The team was able to exit out the other entrance and avoid starting another battle. Although they could engage in some action, both Rennie and Fredo were particularly exhausted and needed food.

The hours passed by now. It became impossible to tell at which point the group arrived to the neighborhood where the apartment was. It was clear that a lot of things were bothering them.
O - If no one is gonna ask, why do we look like this?
F - Huh?
O - We've been fighting and running and sitting around looking at each other and no one has brought up that we look twenty something?!
The group looked at each other. Checo was right, the guys just found it so natural about the whole situation that no one seemed to notice. But he was right.
N - Thats weird, we're supposed to be in our fifties.
R - That is weird dude, I don't remember looking fifty, but you're right, why are we young?
O - I don't know either, but whatever the point is, we have a problem... we may end up bumping into each other and won't know who we're looking at.
C - We're wearing different clothes doofus.
O - Doesn't matter. We have no idea what else can happen. Flaco over there nearly passed out when he saw himself. Let me repeat that, s-a-w h-i-m-s-e-l-f.
F - Checo's right. I saw myself and the closer the car got, the worse I felt.
N - But you fought in the alley...
F - Maybe the other me left and I didn't feel the pain...
R - Or maybe you need to see each other in order to feel pain?
O - Look I don't know what's going to happen, but just in case, someone needs to stay outside the apartment and play guard. We can take turns.
N - I'll take first shift. For some reason I can see somewhat farther than before.
F - Weird...
N - Yeah. Anyways we're here. You guys try to find a way in.
Checo went to the back with Carlos. Neto, Rennie and Fredo tried the front door. Rennie tried to open it but it was obviously locked.
R - IT'S LOCKED!
As Rennie yelled, he got a quick response from Checo.
O - SOMEONE LEFT THE BACK ONE UNLOCKED. FUCKING PAST RENNIE!
Checo and Carlos went into the house and opened the front door. The rest of the guys went in.
C- De... ja... vu...
The apartment was as if they had been there a couple of days ago. The black couch, the collection of labeled movies. Beer bottles all over the place, even Neto's red blanket on the couch. Dishes in the sink that were obviously Rennie's. The lamp at the stairway. The terrible string mess of electronics hooked up to the TV. Everything was there. Nothing was out of place; it was a temporary home away from home. Lost in time with a sense of normality. Neto quickly broke the stunning silence.
N - You guys want a beer?
The light chuckle was what the guys needed. A thick sense of belonging took over all of them as they shared a beer and the terrible food their past selves stacked the pantry with. The choices the guys had made when young made them think time did really move on as they grew up. Out of touch, out of time it seemed.
R - This is probably the best dog food I've had in a while.
F- I bet when past Checo comes back he's going to rip on you.
R- Remind me to mess with his room in a bit....
Carlos came running from upstairs.
C - Guys! Guy! My old guitar!
Carlos strummed it and tried to sing.............
C - THE BOYS RE BACK INDFNIEWBFOEIWFOWNFJEOWQF--
---BOOOOOOOOOM!
The loud explosion made a hole in the wall leading to the kitchen. Sheetrock crumpled down and as the dust settled the guys looked at Carlos from the newly made hole.
O - The...
R - ...fuck?
Carlos looked down at his guitar and the strings were red. Molten steel red. They were dripping something red and glowing that evaporated before hitting the surface. His throat was glowing white as well, as if he swallowed an LED light.
N - Dude... your throat.
Neto pointed at Carlos as he put the guitar down and quickly went into the downstairs restroom. His throat was in fact glowing. Afraid to sing he calmed down and the glow slowly diminished. The strings on the guitar did the same as he calmed down.
O - Is he going to be alright?
N - As crazy as this was I need to step outside and make sure no one heard that. Also I really need to be standing guard. You guys figure it out.
Neto walked outside. The rest of the guys were tensed up by almost being blown to bits.
F - Thin Lizzy has always been a dangerous band to play.
Carlos chuckled. He was nervous, and it was in his right to be. This power... he had strength to fight, but now this?
R - So you can chuck things in glowing light and sing loud enough to blow crap up. What else can you do then?
C- I'm seriously freaking out.
O - OK, we really need to figure out what each and everyone of us can do.
R - But what can we do? I am able for some reason to focus energy on things and use them as weapons. I don't even now how to swordplay, let alone move like I've been moving. But I can.
F - I can heal, but thats about it. No damaging things, I tried during our fight on the way to rio seven.
O - Well I can get really heavy
R - Cause you're fat, got it.
O - Pendejo, pay attention. You're in your vegan body right now. Moving a raw steak near you will make your cry.
Rennie looked down.
R- Aw shit.
It was his vegan body.
O - Moving on. I can get really heavy, it feels like my body wont budge from where I'm at. And I was also able to bring down that huge guy by focusing on getting strong and heavy. Pretty much crumpled his neck to the ground.
C - So I can charge things like Gambit and throw them. Oh! And also sing and destroy?
R - Well the guitar did some funky shit, I'd keep it around. You may need it.
C - Ok, let me step outside. I need to test this. i don't want to hurt you guys.
Carlos opened the back door.
C - The boys are back in toooooownnn...
Nothing happened.
R - Well now we know you need that thing.
C- Thats good I guess.
R - Oh my fucking god, you're a fucking bard and a paladin! A Bardladin!
F - Wait that makes sense.
Checo looked at them confused.
F - We're class based. Dude think about it. Checo has all the qualities of a tank, like a tanky warrior. Carlos is obviously a paladin. Rennie you're definitely a warrior, and Neto for a fact is a rogue. I'm a healer for some reason. Look whatever we did in the future with this world engine, we all received some sort of power. Holy shit guys, we figured it our before Neto.
Neto came in the room just as Fredo finished his statement.
N - hey sorry, I have to pee. I was thinking about this whole super power thing. It feels like we all have class based powers, like an MMO or something. What do you guys think?
R - This fucking guy.... go pee.
N - Ooook.
Neto went to the restroom confused.
C - Dude this is crazy, why do we even have this?
O - Whatever we did in the future gave us powers. The future seems kind of cool.
F - It'd be weird if we just got powers just like that.
R - Yeah, it seems like this World Engine shit holds some answers.
C - I just hope Angel can get a hold of us again.
Neto stepped out the restroom door to join the others.
N - OK, so we have powers?
R - We had the same discussion. Fredo sorta got it right until you came in and stole the thunder with your smartness.
F - Well, if we all have our skills, then we need to grab a backpack and some food before we forget. Keep talking, we need to figure out other shit.
N - Sounds like a plan. What else we need? Water?...
O - ...And weapons, whatever you can use, take it as a weapon, time is ticking, our other selves may be coming home soon.
F - OK, I'll take the food since I can't really use a weapon. The least i can do is carry it around.
R - Take a staff. All wizards and healers have staffs. Here.
Rennie broke the swiffer duster and gave Fredo the stick.
R - Fredo the Flaco Priest.
F - Rennie Mesquite Blade.
O - I'm Checo the Stout! Before you guys start with another fat joke.
N - Thats pretty cool, I'm Neto the Poison Blade then.
C- And I'm Carlos...
He swung his guitar over his shoulder.
C - ... Man of Love.
The guys continued to make their bags and supplies. It took a while since most of the time, the team kept reminiscing about what the could remember of those days and the fact that time really had gone by.

A few minutes later and a car was approaching playing some familiar music. It parked and the laughter of all the guys was there. Neto ran inside as he locked the door.
N - The other us are here! Fucking go!
The guys rushed from all over the house and dashed outside, Checo was still coming down the stairs.
C - Shit! I left my phone in my old room! Checo go get it you're closer!
C - Shit! OK!
Checo ran back upstairs as the front door opened. The past versions of Checo, Rennie, Carlos and Neto walked through the door. Checo started experiencing pain, as if time was trying to tear him apart.
Outside the guys were nervous as Checo wasn't making his way outside. The past Checo was about to go upstairs.
R - CHECO!
Rennie had run to the front to yell. In unmeasurable pain, Rennie made the dash with his newly found speed.
The past Checo walked outside and the future one came tumbling down the stairs and locked the door as he tried to become more lucid as the pain was mixing memories and tearing his mind asunder.

(The past versions of us have the prefix P)
PC - Weren't you outside? When did you get changed?
O - Me? Nah... I don't know... i was wearing this. Hold on I need a beer.
PN - You OK dude?
O - Yeah I just need to... um... just um... give me a sec.
Checo stumbled out the back. The pain was making him less and less lucid.
PR - Weird.
The front door opened.
PO - Why did you assholes locked me out.
PR - Weren't you inside?
PO - Dude I just saw you outside...
PC - What? I told you not to drink so much.

Back outside Rennie was trying to recover as he chuckled.
C -  That was fricking close.
R - Dude, that thing Fredo experienced... its waaaay worse the closer you get.
Checo was walking with Netos help.
N - Yeah, in the future, lets just try to avoid ourselves.
O - That was way too close.
R - Checo I stole your old you's keys. We have apartment keys and...
O - The explorer!
R - If we wait a bit, we're going to just watch TV or something, we can take the car and have some wheels.
N - Up until this times Checo decides to file a stolen vehicle report.
F - Fuck it.

Time passed and the time was drawing near for one of Angels calls. Checo and the rest stole the Explorer and were making their way to Rio 7.
O - Dude! My disturbed CD!
Checo started cranking it, soon after Fredo pressed the eject and tossed the CD out the window.
F - We heard the same one for many years.
O - Pinche Flaco ahora si te voy a dar en los huevos.
Fredo curled under the pain of a thousand suns as Checo punched him in the testicles. As the guys laughed and joked around, the mall was getting close. As they were parking Carlos's phone started to ring. As he picked it up Angel could be heard coughing and spitting.
MO - They tried to kill me.... some dudes that look like Leongo, but in Mexico we pack now. You guys are not going to believe me.
C - Lets go inside, we're gonna have to hear this.

The Kingsville Wars - Rio 7 and the Mexican Oracle

WHILE OUR HEROES RUN THROUGH A NEIGHBORHOOD IN KINGSVILLE, SOMEWHERE ELSE ANOTHER RIPPLE IN EXISTENCE HAS HAPPENED.
WE'RE BACK TO THE COLLEGE AREA OF TOWN.

J - ugh, my head. Why did I come here again? (DELETED)? Where is she?
The figure looks around and notices he had been drinking a beer. Around the room are people drinking, talking. Some even play pool, others darts.
"Need anything else hon?" asked the bartender.
J - No, I was...
A sharp pain hit J near his eyebrows.
J - ...leaving.
J stood up from his bar stool and started to walk towards the exit. When he moved from the chair, a small wristband caught on the back of the stool, J tugged unknowingly and ripped it off thinking it was his shirt. The wristband fell to the ground with the word Engine on it. J kept walking and pushed on the door to the outside. As the exit door flung open he was immediately blinded by the scorching south Texas sun. As his eyes turned from a sharp squint to a normal look, he turned around to see the sign of the bar.
J - The Country Luau?

BACK TO OUR HEROS? NEED A RECAP? NO?!
WELL, HERE'S WHERE WE'RE AT!
NETO HAS DISCOVERED... SOMETHING, AND THE GUYS HAVE BEEN RUNNING AWAY FROM A GIGANTIC LEONGO WHILE J WAS FIGURING OUT WHERE HE WAS.
NOW BACK TO IT!

R - At this pace we're not going to out run it, my legs are not giving helping out anymore.
F - The heals (panting) only work for wounds and other minor issues, I cant cure ya'lls exhaustion.

Fredo looked down to his pocket to notice his phone ringing and cutting off. But theres was no time to pick it up, whoever couldn't get a hold of Carlos was now calling Fredo, the Rennie, then Neto, then Checo. Practically everyone had been receiving calls but no one seemed to notice much.

C - We're gonna have to kick its ass...
Carlos turned around.
C- Theres about 4 little ones and the big guy.

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Rennie turned to face the smaller ones.
R - Checo hold the big guy?
O - Yeah!

Rennie started using his remaining power to enhance his speed if for one last hurrah. He faced the first Leongo and smacked him hard in the face, pulled his branch back and followed by a piercing motion to its stomach. When he did that move, the mesquite branch lit with fire and he pierced through the Leongo. Stunned by his effort, the other Leongos surrounded him but were unable to do anything, which allowed Rennie to hold the sword with both hands and sweep them, causing their bodies to be split.

O- Carlos!
C - Hold him a little bit more.
Carlos was looking for something, anything.
C - There!
He grabbed a large block from the front of one of the houses. Looking at the hulking Leongo, Carlos began to spin with the block in one hand. After five turns, he threw the brick and hit the boss in the gut. When the brick flew, it was engulfed in a blue hue which speed up the longer it was in the air. When the beast fell to its knees Checo grabbed its neck and pulled it down with all his weight, Carlos ran to aid them. Neto was fidgeting in his pockets and found a knife.
N - I think this might work, but I don't know, fuck it...
He waved his hand over the knife. It turned purple.
N - Yesssss
Running to the Leongo he threw the pocket knife to the head. Once it connected the Leongos head started to develop boils and pustules which kept getting bigger. It deformed him so drastically that Checo and Carlos had to let go of the boss.
F - Damn...
R - Shit dude...
As the boils and pustules popped, they were draining a thick purple steaming liquid. It fell.

N - I don't want to say good job til we get the fuck out of here and into a building or something.
O - I see the movie theater over there, I'd say about 2-3 blocks.
C - Lets go.

Silence.
Dead silence.
The guys walked to the theater exhausted, hungry and thirsty. As the drew nearer Checos phone went off, but no caller ID, nothing but static and barely a voice. He had 934 missed calls, but he didn't tell anyone. He assumed that based on the current series of events, a broken phone was the least of his worries.
As their walk was drawing them closer Carlos broke the silence.
C - I have 1921 missed calls.
His iphone 10 didn't lie. Everyone started to look at theirs.
R - I have over 2000,.
N - Same as Carlos.
Fredo had over 2500 and one voice mail. But how? The phone had no service, no one had BFS signal here.
O - I seem to have some too.
F - I have a vociemail, but it wont play, like its stuck downloading.
C - Call yourself, so you can access it.
F  - No signal. When did we get all those calls? Mine has gone of probably about four times since we've been together.
C - Mine every so often.
R - Nothing for me, just missed calls.
N - OK, so this is more than what I thought.

The guys were less than a quarter mile away from the theater now.
N - OK, when we get in there you guys have to hear me out.
They all nodded and continued the trek to the theater. It was past 3 PM now.
No one knew how they got there. but they did.
No one knew why they had power. But they did.
No one knew that they were fully on the year 2004. But they were.

They went in and tried to buy food, but none of their cards worked. No cash either.
O - I had cash earlier...
Checo sat on the floor of the shopping centre. He box office was in front of him; people were coming in and out of the place.
O - Kill Bill? Re-release?
F - I guess so, but EP 3 of Kill Bill came out years ago...
N - You guys ready?
As Neto said that, the rest of the guys sat down in a circle around him.
N - I bet it hurts for all of you to think where we've been. Thats the thing, we've BEEN.
R - As in we're dead?
N - No. We are not from here. I mean we are but we're not. Since we've been back, none of us has know how or why... we were pulled from the future at some point and dragged back here. Just look at what you have on you.
The guys took out the contents of their pockets. Receipts from 2034, phones that didn't even exist yet, keys that went to car makes that did not exist.
N - we were taken from our time and brought back here... but since we technically havent existed that far out yet, we are forgetting who we are or what we knew... EXCEPT for what our current "us" in this time has learned. Just look at your car keys Rennie. What does QRS mean?
R - I dont know.
Rennie put his right hand on his head. The pain started. It started every time they tried to remember a future they were no longer a part from.
N - We are missing from our time. The longer we're out here, the longer we will forget the future.
C - So anything we have on us is still on us.
F - It seems so. We all have phones, keys..
O - ...so we technically still live here. We're still in school.
N - Yes, and if time travel movies and books have taught us, is that we can't run into each other. Remember Fredo having a short episode when he was near himself?
R - Ok, then what about the powers?
N - I dont know about that. The words World Engine ring a bell, but it gets painful. The only reason I remember is because I have a parking pass for it and this wristband.
Neto rolled up his jacket sleeve to show a band. The rest of the guys did the same and they all had it.
O - So whatever we did in 2034, we did it together.
F - World Engine?
N - Again, I don't know why were here, let alone why we look like our young 20 year old selves. But the fact of the matter is that we need to figure out why Leongo is trying to kill us and how to get home. My bet is that the fucker has the ticket back.
O - He tried to kill me. Why not kill past me?
F - Maybe he didn't have enough of a grudge?
C - Yeah I mean he could've killed us in our own time.
R - And forgo the pain he can cause our loved ones?
Rennie looked at his ring.
R - I'm married, and whoever it is, they are worried.
F - I feel you buddy.

A phone started ringing and everyone looked at theirs. Carlos frantically picked up his phone.
C - Hello?
MO - Caa.....rrrrttttxxxz.....looooszzzzzbbbbrrtt?
C - Its cutting off bad, hello? Who is this hello?
MO - Carlos! CarloS!!!!OMG I CAN HEAR YOU!! CARLOS! I NEVER GAVE UP I NEVER GAVE UP!!!
C -  Who is this?
MO - Angel.
The rest of the guys looked in awe.
MO - Where are you? Your phone never stopped ringing, so I kept trying Carlos. I kept trying. bbbzzzzzrrrtrtrtss. Carlos, it's been twenty years?
C - Twenty?
MO - You guys went missing in the summer of 2034. Where are you?! Where you kidnapped.
Carlos looked to the rest of them.
C -  What do I tell him?
N - The truth.
C - Angel, we're in Kingsville, 2004 Kingsville.
MO - WHAT?
C - What is going on Angel?
MO - You guys have been gone since forever, many people searched and found nothing. There was a nationwide search after that day...
C - What day?...
N - Angel, its Neto, I know its been years for you, but we're in a tight spot.
MO - NETO OH MY GOD, ITS BEEN YEARS. Guys I'm crying, guys, I fuck..... I don't know what to say...
N - We need to know a lot of things right now, and you can help us.
MO - Neto, I cant hang up, I can lose you guys again, I'm going to be dead by the time another call comes through.
R - Angel, I know, don't freak out, but you are our link to the future, like Oracle in Batman.
F - A Mexican Oracle.
C - A fucking miracle thats what it is.
MO - Well wherever you are I will call every other hour if you need anything.
N - I think this will work, it has the highest concentration of times we hung out here. There may be a link to our future from this place. Angel, we need you to pull some crazy illegal Mexican hacking shit. You need to find out where we are right now in 2004 from our blog or any credit card purchases, whatever.
MO - I need your socials at least.
O - We'll give you that in a sec. Also search of a Dr. Leongo, he may be the reason.
MO - The scientist? Dudes been on TV for the past 20 years talking about potential time displacement for the government. He has been on mythbusters two, discovery, you name it. Dudes famous.
F - Well, over here that bastard is trying to kill us.
YOU HAVE NEW VOICEMAIL was displayed on Fredos phone.
N - Don't tell anyone were here, keep it secret. We don't want to fuck up your life right now.
MO - OK, I'll call in two hours with some stuff. I miss you guys, and I will fucking bring you back.

The phone call was over. Many years had passed for their loved ones, but an instant for them.
O - What now?
R - Well, if Angel comes through we can find out where we were and walk to the old apartment.
C - We could eat there, just drink water from the fountain there.
N - At least no one followed us here, but I'm pretty sure the Leongos will come looking for us here, so we best find out somewhere to hide.
F - I'm going to get some water.

Fredo stood up and went to drink water. After he was done he looked at his phone. The missing call was Cindy. He pressed play:
"Fredo. Its been 20 years since you went missing, but I kept your phone in case you ever called back. I miss you so much... I really hope that you and the rest are found one day so we can put you to rest... I hate that we never got to grow old together. Every day takes longer than the last and its making me feel stretched and thin. I love you and want you to come back, to me, to our kids. If Rennie is there tell him he's made you late by a lot of years. Come back home."
R - Im sorry buddy.
Rennie had made his way to drink water as well.
R- I'll get you back home.
F - We'll go back home together.
R - Lets do this.

The Kingsville Wars - Goddamit! Because I'm Neto!

PICTURE THIS! ITS BEEN A FULL NIGHT OF TERROR, FIGHTING AND REUNION, BUT HAS ANYONE WONDERED WHY? MOTHER FUCKERS, THIS IS WHY:

(About 30 minutes after the battle at TAMUK)
(Neto - N Rennie - R Checo - O Carlos C Fredo - F)

N - I think we're about to reach Main St...
R - The apartments are a good 4-5 miles from here and on foot is going to take forever (R heaves), specially carrying Checo
O - Sorry
C - Why is my phone...
F - We can technically hide at Cindy's parents house, theres no one there and i happen to carry the key with me
R - Sweet.

All of our heroes.... all of them walk to the abandoned home. About 2 miles give or take, but time has been ticking away slowly. Checos legs were kicked so hard at the knees he was having a hard time putting any weight on them. Leongo and his Leongos. Why did he even want to get back at them? Didn't he have enough disgruntled students in the past that may have wanted to get some payback? Why target Checo? Why make them come all the way down to Kingsville of all places to rescue him?

Its been 2 hours now, its about 10ish right about now. The house was abandoned as Fredo had mentioned. No sign of tampering with the home either; it was safe for now. They made their way to the living room and sat on the couches. Fredo looked around and noted that the home seemed as it was before. Checo was pressed against the wall and sat against the floor. the guys began to rip his jeans at the knees so they could see the damage.

N - Damn. Thats going to bruise badly, but you should be good to walk if we ice it.
F - Let me see if theres some in the freezer.
C - I'll go, I want to wash my face.
Carlos left the room.
F- Can anybody tell me why Leongo wanted Checo?
Rennie was wiping his hands.
R - Don't look at me, I wasn't his student. Im a fucking victim of circumstance here. I thought you said the house was emp...
N - Kind of sort of same here. I think he may have seen me with you once... thats about the only way he'd know me.
Carlos came back with a bag of frozen beets.
C - Here.
He handed over the bag to Checo.
O - Son of a bitch! This fucking hurts. When I get my hands on those little bastards I'm gonna kick their ass.
Checo pretty much had shorts now. His knees looked like blacktop and the guys were finding some fabric to rip and make into rags for him to wrap his legs with.
C - The freezer was full of food.. didnt you say the house was...
N - Do you know why they kidnaped you?
O - No man. I was working in Brownsville, minding my own business.
Checo shifted his weight to face everyone as he leaned to press the ice on his knees. He grunted slightly.
O - I was out getting some coffee; last thing I remember is having one guy jump me and then to or three others smother me. I woke up much later in an office. Then Leongo came in and well he just started to say we cost him everything and what not.
R - Why didn't the rest of us get caught?
O - I dunno. He did say the rest of you would be congregating, but thats all I can remember.
R - You're all you can remember.
C - So he laid a trap?
At this time Neto stood up.
O - Man I don't fucking know. That asshole is gonna get his ass beat.
F - Well as a matter of fact, I also woke up randomly in some office.
C- I woke up on my Corolla listening to some tunes. I haven't driven this car in years...
Neto left the room for a moment, he headed towards the kitchen.
F - anyways, all of this is fucked and we need to figure this shit out.
R - Every time I try to think how I got here, this ringing starts and I forget while I get some pinching migraine.
C - Shit. I was thinking how I made my way here, but all I can remember is going to bed last night.
F  - So was I.
R - I was out and about, but since I was drinking everything is a bit.
N - Guys
R - Wobbly
Neto looked like he'd seen a ghost.
N - Fredo go to the kitchen. Like NOW.
Fredo got up and ran to the kitchen. This was weird, this was way to fucking weird. Cindy and her parents were driving back to the house. With Fredo.
F - What the fucking fuck?
R - Dude we gotta bail.
F - My turn to help Checo up.
Fredo ran back towards Checo.
F - You ready?
O - Pinche Flaco, what the heck can you lift?
R - That manatee is right. You will need help.
O - Fuck you pendejo.
Fredo grabbed Checos arm and helped him up.
O - Thats weird...
F - What?
O - The moment you touched me, my knees, they dont hurt.
C- Dudes lets cheese it!
F - The back door, the fence is small and leads to an alleyway, street connects to the back part of the mall.
N - NOW!
They all ran outside.
What the hell is going on they thought. There was another Fredo there? And why? Checo was light on his feet now. its as if nothing ever happened.
R - SHIT!
C - Oh come on!
The daylight Leongos were there. A whole 30 of them.
N - I have an idea? I think?
Neto cracked his knuckles and ran towards the group of Leongos. He crossed his arms in front of him as he ran towards the one in the front. For some WTF reason unbeknownst to us, Neto jumped about 5 feet in the air, flipped onto his head, grabbed that motherfuckers head and twisted to make his arms straight again. He looked at his friends while he was upside down and said:
N -  Do as I do!
And he hurled the guy as he continued to flip over to his group of friends.
C- Holy!
Carlos ran towards the Leongos.
YEAH WE'RE FIGHTING AGAIN!
Carlos swung side to side like he could see punches coming a mile away. His newfound ability was to punch at supersonic speeds, boy you could hear the wind and ribs crack.
Rennie was next. Do you remember Darth Maul, Qui Gon, Vader, Yoda, He-Man, Kevin Conroy? Well he got all of that, with a tree branch he was wielding as a sword.
R - I'm Thorin Mesquite blade.
And he rushed them too like a bat outta hell. His mesquite branch swung from one end to another, smacking faces, legs, arms, anything that it could touch.
C - My turn putos
Checo had no idea what to do, so he just reached for his pocket and grabbed his cigarettes. Slowly, he took one out and light it ever so gently. As he inhaled, the entire pressure in the air changed. He exhaled with such force, that the contents of his lungs enveloped all Leongos in range. This made it easy for Rennie, Carlos and Neto to continue their fight.
F - let me see what I can do.
Fredo sprung forward but had no powers to his own. With no offensive abilities to protect him, a Leongo quickly saw the opportunity and quickly launched himself at him.
SMACK
And Rennie had hit him with the tip of the mesquite stick straight at his jaw. Not before the Leongo impaled Rennie with a Motorolla 6811 micro controller. A favorite weapon of the Leongos.
C - RENNIE!!!
As Rennie fell, Checo,Carlos and Neto disposed of the remaining Leongos. After the commotion and the dust settled, Fredo rushed to his friend and grabbed his head.
F - You're gonna be OK buddy.
Rennie looked surprise. The pain, it was not there. The micro controller slowly was being pushed out of his body with no cut in sight.
R - Que?
Neto and the rest rushed them to see what was happening.
N - So you can? Heal?
F - It appears so.
R - So what makes us?
O - Three attack, one support and a healer?
C -  This is retarded.
Leaves shuffled around. The trees started to move with a strong wind.
N - Oh shit, I think I know whats going on...
A large figure was approaching.
O  - What?
More Leongos were gathering. But these Leongos had black shirts.
C - Guys my phone is...
N - We'e got to get going... there will be time to explain.
F - Let me touch with my power of Jaysus healin
N - No time for that....
The big figure was a distorted Leongo. This behemoth was about 15 feet tall, mangled and put together by many other Leongo parts. His forehead was even shinier than the Lesser mobs. He had a name. Lengotron 8112.
C - Agh crap, theres more behind us
O - Puta madre
R - Fight?
F - Fight!
N - NO!
They all looked at Neto.
N - RUN!
They all ran following the leader. Neto chose to run towards the Lengotron. All the guys fought their way through, running behind the alley as more approached. The Leongotron gave chase and he was catching up.
O - What the hell?
R - Kill Bill in theater now?
N - Keep running! I'll explain when we're safe!
Rennie and Checo were frozen in place when they passed by a marquee. 2004 it said.
C - Idiots!
Carlos grabbed both of them by their shirts and tugged.
O - Why? What?
F - How'd you figure it out?
They kept running down the street hoping to reach the movie theater.
N - Goddamit! Because I'm Neto!

The Kingsville Wars - Rise

"Bzzzzt Kingsville College radio here! Playing all your favorite hits of the 90s because those are all the rights we can afford! Heres Shaggy.. ablughbleblegheeeer awazzaphrrr..."
The radio comes to silence just as a blond haired figure pushes the radio switch off. That old beat up corolla had seen some shit, but not like tonight, not like this one. It'd been years since that corolla was near that building, near that man; that man was looking down from his window, but the blonde guy in the corolla was well positioned. After all there was never good lighting.
A walkie talkie is sitting there, waiting for something. And then it starts.. "Cronus? Cronus you there?"
"Yeah."
"The fatness has been captured. This was a terrible idea."
"Where are you?"
"Inside some office, I can hear him complaining a bit muffled or something."
"Shit, ok I'm coming in."
"Sounds good cronus"
"Are we speaking with code names?"
"I just didn't want to give our names away but since Checo IS captured, then yet. I'll see you inside Carlos."
"OK Fredo."
Carlos ran towards the building, the engineering building dashing through the night. As he ran top speed towards the building he noticed figures congregating around the javelina by the staris. He reached to his side to grab what was a weapon, but he had none. Just his keys and and old ass ipod shuffle. You know? The ones that looked like a USB stick, very convenient with that little strap around the neck. Those were cool. Anyways Carlos grabbed it by the cord like a makeshift whip.
Inside it was like time had stopped for the engineering building, same pamphlets on the wall, smelled the same, the lights hadn't been changed. But once inside it all changed.
"The heck?!" Carlos said.
There were close to 40 people, all wearing khakis, black shoes and terrible plaid longs sleeves. Carlos stayed stunned and weirded out at the sight. He grabbed the walkie talkie and spoke:
"Where people in when you came in?"
"No."
"Theres a crapload of people here and they're just staying at the wall....WHAT THE FUK GET OFF.....!!!" The radio screeched.
It was on.
The army of plaid turned around, and boy was it weird. the all looked like Chongo Leongo. The amount of WTF-kery was beyond scary. Carlos started throwing punches at the first few that came at him.
Right foot forward, left hook coming and Carlos was knocking Leongo Clones hand in fist. The Leongos circled around him but he was managing to dispatch them with his ipod shuffle whip and fists. But the forty turned to fifty, then sixty.
"Aaaaaahhhh!!!" Fredo yelled as he came out of the elevator throwing charged capacitors from a box.
The battle was raging with the Leongos. The army grew bigger and bigger. All those balding idiots giggling and atatcking.
"Theres too many!" Fredo said.
"OF COULSE! PFFFT!"
The battle stalled, and there he was. Leongo in all his magnificent shiny gigantic forehead moment.
"Checo!" Carlos said.
Checo was bound and gagged, slowly being pushed over the railing.
"YOU RITTLE SHITS GOT ME FIRED! I'VE WAITED TOO RONG FOR THIS! MY RIFE WAS RUINED! AND TO START OFF CHECO IS GOING TO RALL DOWN DOWN THE RABBIT WHORE!"
 Just before Checo was pushed over the edge a song came over the speakers of the building.
"Welcome Home" - Fredo & Carlos said.
The crescendo rose and in a split second, one square kick to the bottom of Leongos legs from one badass. The another badass clocked him in the neck bringing him down.
"Grab him!"
The Regalados.
We bailed from the building punching and kicking our way out. The Leongos were multiplying. Checo knew what was happening, but he was pretty beat up and needed rest. The night was ending and the Leongos were receeding. But there was another threat. The daylight leongos that Checo mentioned before he passed out.
The corolla was compromised.
The old apartment building was far.
Cesar Chavez avenue was far.
One beat up friend, two exhausted friends.
Being chased by more Leongos.
But we had the Regalados, and 6 miles to a safe spot.
We needed to regroup, the rise of the Leongos had started.

- Play this song after you read this and get psyched! The Venetia Fair -  Death is the Poor Mans Doctor https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1gg6OoyPGU

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sunday...

i have realized that i have become a video game junkie... i went to game stop last week feb 21st to be exact and demanded to get Star Ocean: TLH the guy at the store goes... "we don't have that yet" and so i reply "yeah i know but like you don't have it in the back or something" so the guy tries to look cool in front of his buddies and says "whoaaa it does not come out until next week..." so i interrupt and say "yeah i know march third" so he proceeds "and if we had it i would not be able to sell it to you it would be illegal" so his buddy replies "you could get fired" at this time i'm like wow did this just happen... so my nephew who i asked to meet me there so that i could buy him GOW2 cuz it was his bday has the same facial expression as me... the guy is still worried about his job and loosing it and all this and that so all i say is "dude, shoul've gone to college"

well two days later i go to another game stop and guess what i buy indeed on feb 23 i bought Star Ocean: The last hope!!! indeed i felt like a nerd... the game is cool but the way they designed the story kinda sucks the play it's aite...

street fighter on the other hand, wow bad ass game that's all i have to say about that...

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Tips For Clueless People Who Get Mugged

So you've just moved into a new "gentrifying" neighboorhood that's full of urban culture, cheap(er) rents, and wonderful friendly people. An odd lack of organic food stores and greenmarkets, but you can't have everything. So one day you're doing something FUCKING RETARDED like walking back from the store alone at 1 am or walking home from the subway while texting your sorority sisters back in the fucking midwest or something while SIMULTANEOUSLY listening to an ipod with the bright white headphones and you get fucking mugged. Congrats, YOU'RE A FUCKING DUMBASS. No, it's not 1990, when men where men, crackheads would fucking cut you and the robbery rate was about a billion times higher than it is now, but it's still new york and you were still fucking dumb enough to think that paying $1200 for a studio in a shitty neighboorhood is somehow hipper than moving to fucking Queens.

Anyway, here's some helpful tips for the next time someone jacks your shit.

1) Pay attention. Granted, you weren't paying attention to start with or you wouldn't have gotten mugged, but now that you've been hit from behind / had a gun shoved in your face, pay attention.

2) Follow directions. Give the friendly mugger what he wants. Don't talk back or fight. In all likelyhood, you're a pussy hipster retard, and are, by NYC law, unarmed.

3) You've been paying attention right? Remember some simple things in this order: sex, clothing color, clothing type, headwear, and direction of flight.

4) Congratulations! You've just been robbed and you're still alive. What now? Well, don't go back to your apartment and call the cops thirty minutes later. Don't call your mom in Kansas and tell her first. CALL THE COPS AS FAST AS POSSIBLE. You'd be amazed at how many people fuck up this simple step. Pay phones still exist as do 24/7 bogies. Go there, call the cops.

5) It may take a while for the cops to show up. The 911 system, at best, will result in a five minute wait before we're even notified. Then we have to drive there without killing anyone. Be patient. For that matter, tell the 911 operator exactly where you are. Nothing makes a responding cop happier than having to scour the area for your dumb ass while the perp gets away.

6) Resist the temptation to curse/complain/bitch about the cops while you're waiting for us to show up. We're probably busy. Even if we're not, don't expect us to come tear-assing across the precinct lights and sirens to get to you 2 minutes sooner. I have no intention of broadsiding a livery cab and getting fired just because you got your sidekick took.

7) When we do arrive: get in the car, tell us what they looked like and where they went. Something simple. "AGE/RACE/RED HOODIE/BLUE JEANS/NORTH ON BROADWAY" Really all we need.

8) We are now going to "canvass". Get in the fucking car. We aren't going to get you shot you fucking pussy. Also, comments like "I can't believe this happened to me" or "I'm in shock" or "OH GOD WHY"- shove it. Save it for the bar later. If you haven't actually gotten shot, shived or stomped grow a fucking pair and close your mouth.

9) We are now going to drive around and try to arrest someone. Quick con-law refresher for the lib hippy types: if you're in my car, and have given me a description, THAT MEANS WE ARE STOPPING PEOPLE WHO FIT THAT DESCRIPTION. If you told me they are violent or armed, it's probably going to be a felony stop. So when you tell me it's a 15 year old black kid in a red hoodie with a silver pistol, don't be surprised when the car slams to a halt and we jump out and stop a 15 year old black kid in a red hoodie. I am not violating his rights, I am not hassling him because he's a minority. I'm stopping him because YOU GAVE US HIS FUCKING DESCRIPTION. If the kid is not the one who robbed you, he'll be on his way in five minutes. On the other hand, if he is the one who robbed you, he may decide to run/fight/pull out a gun - you don't stop suspected armed robbers by asking pretty please. If this offends you, get the fuck out of my car and go find the guy who mugged you yourself.

10) We failed to find your robber. No surprise: they've probably done this before and had an escape route all planned out. They were probably back in their apartment / subway / taxi before you even called 911. Don't bitch. It happens. This isn't Law And Order.

11) Yes, you are coming back to the precinct to make a fucking report. I'm sure the CO, Kelly and Bloomberg would be fucking thrilled if you didn't make a report as this helps the compstat stats (you watch the Wire, right?) but if I did all this fucking work, you're taking 30 minutes out of your day to make a god-damn report. Also, after you've finished venting about how we're all corrupt, racist, incompetent morons who probably got bullied in High School, you'll remember that you need a police report for your credit card companies, and you'll show up the next morning with a sheepish expression and ask to make a report. Let's do this now while the memory is still fresh.

11a) "You'll never catch the guy", "I don't remember much" and variations thereof are just insulting. Our detectives have been doing this job for years, and despite what TV/Movies taught you, only a small fraction are burned out alcoholics. They probably are going to catch this guy... eventually.

12) No racial language please. The odds are good you just got robbed by a black or hispanic male, and your buried-deep racism may be bubbling to the surface (especially if you're an out of town transplant / college student). The majority of the co-workers on my shift and in the DT squad are minority. It's embarrassing when you use racial slurs in front of them. Amazingly, most cops aren't racist, although we do have a universal contempt for crackheads, gang members, and dumbass white people.

In conclusion: Don't be stupid, pay attention, call the cops, and don't be a dick.

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