Team Rofflez

[SwordKill]

I really like writing, typing and telling stories. So I have written this about the legendary 'Team Rofflez'. How it began, and how it disbanded. Of course I have exaggerated the story, to make it more epic.

Chapter 1
The beginning duel

Many days ago, when the brawl was still fresh, two warriors stood. Their lips quivered and quietly muttered. Neither of them knew who was going to start. Suddenly the first of them, Swordkill, a strange, messy haired tramp of a man, leaped in the air and broke wind. the stench was unbearable! The second, Conjon, a young, hoody wearing emo boy, pulled out a pistol and fired. The bullet lodged itself into Swordkill's skull. He layed there for a few minutes, the pain unimaginable, before he slowly lost consciousness
It didn't take long for him to come-to. After all, he had immense secret power, that even he didn't know he had. The bullet was being slowly feasted upon by his incredibly powerful white blood cells, and eventually the pain stopped. He got up on his feet and charged at Conjon, who thought he had won already. Unsheathing his sword, Swordkill quickly brought it up to Conjons throat, and thrusted it under his chin, and into his head.
But like Swordkill, Conjon had healing abilities. The sword was somehow pushed out of his head, and then the wound quickly healed Conjon back to normal, as if nothing had happened. He was VERY annoyed. He looked down on the blood that was scattered on the floor; raised his hands to the heavens; and the blood on the ground began to fly up into a ball above Conjon's head. The ball got massive as more blood flowed into the ball. It got too big, there was surely not enough blood to create such a sphere, but the blood was not the only thing. Pure energy was collecting in the ball of blood, making it extremely powerful and extremely deadly.
Swordkill stared at the glowing red orb, The liquid flowing in it, the large amounts of glowing energy, before suddenly realizing what was about to happen! Conjon focused the ball of blood into a single blast, aimed at Swordkill! He had to act fast, without thinking, he quickly shot both his arms forward, and cried something out that echoed through the entire white void. [glow=cyan,2,300]Kamehamehaaaa![/glow] A sudden, brilliant glow of blue light was cast forward and caught the beam of blood. Causing an immense explosion of blue, red and purple light.
But something stopped the beauty of the light, a douchbag standing upon a large hill. Wearing a blue hat, jacket and pants; a purple shirt; and having a cigarette hanging out of the side of his mouth, this guy was obviously going to be unliked by all of the brawlers. And so there became a truce, until they had totally destroyed this newcomer.
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I will post chapter 2 soon, you can view the events of chapter 1 on pages 13 and 14 of the Super MS Paint Brawl Thread.

[rkthrilla]

when did this suddenly bcome dbz? ;D

[Balto-Boy]

rkthrilla said:

when did this suddenly bcome dbz? ;D

He's a super saiyan. You should know that.

[SwordKill]

admin said:

rkthrilla said:

when did this suddenly bcome dbz? ;D

He's a super saiyan. You should know that.

And Conjon and I did both do attacks like Kamehameha and that wierd blood thing. So yeah, I guess that incident was a bit like Dragon Ball Z

[SwordKill]

Any way, on with chapter 2:

Previously on 'Team Rofflez':

A sudden, brilliant glow of blue light was cast forward and caught the beam of blood. Causing an immense explosion of blue, red and purple light.
But something stopped the beauty of the light, a douchbag standing upon a large hill. Wearing a blue hat, jacket and pants; a purple shirt; and having a cigarette hanging out of the side of his mouth, this guy was obviously going to be unliked by all of the brawlers. And so there became a truce, until they had totally destroyed this newcomer.

Chapter 2
The Truce

"Hey Sword, until we totally destroy this 'tard, Truce?"
"Deal and a half."
A treaty was signed, and it took no time at all for the two warriors to begin the battle against the newcomer. But somebody else wanted a piece of the pie. Another brawler, who went by the name 'Spawner' had a desire to scrape that douche from the Earth. Spawner had an unbelievable ability, and that was to make anything at all mysteriously spawn.
"Lets do this! I got the back covered!" Laughed Conjon as he stuck a firework into (I can't go on like this, I don't know that guys name, I'll just call him Douche) Douche's pants. Whoosh! it came fly out of his pants, sending him flying forward. Spawner was waiting with a small device with a large red button on it! With a press of the button, Click, an extremely pointy ended; conical shaped piece of metal came speeding towards Douche. The spike stuck into Douche, through his stomach and the tip poking out of the back of his neck and closed up almost instantly.
The brawlers just stared, never have they seen someone with the ability of weapons not effecting him. Swordkill was having none of it. He threw his sword at Douche and it cut straight through him as if he were made of butter. But like before, the wound closed up incredibly quickly and affected Douches slick smile in no way.
This was getting very frustrating for the brawlers. But then Spawner got an idea, and a good one too. He reached into his pocket and brought out the infamous portal gun! BZZT! BZZT! Two portals appear, one above and one below Douche, sending him into an infinite loop. But the Douche could still get out of this effect. catching his foot against the edge of the portal and leaping out of the loop, and quickly kicking the portal gun out of Spawner's hands. Conjon had had enough! he leaped in the air and body slammed Douche. Impact created a gaping hole in the white void!
They were both falling through a large tunnel towards the core of the earth, but their fight was not over! They were both kicking, punching, flicking and head butting as they fell. Their hatred for each other caused the most Violent battle the brawl had seen yet. With a final kick to the ribs, Conjon sent Douche to the glowing magma below. He reached out and raked his fingers against the wall of the tunnel until he had a grip.
On the surface, Swordkill and Spawner were getting worried, Is Conjon dead? is the Douche dead? But Their questions were answered as a grazed, blood stained hand reached up for something to grab. Swordkill reached out and grabbed the hand, pulling up a wounded Conjon. The new alliance of Conjon, Spawner and Swordkill all stared at each other... before jumping up and down exclaiming "We killed him! We killed him!"

Later on that day, in the cosiness of the living-room, with a cup of tea in hand, the team had agreed to the name 'Team Rofflez' and so their epic legacy was about to begin...

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You can see the events of this chapter on pages 14 and 15 of the Super MS Paint Brawl Thread. Except the battle of Conjon and Douche, I made that up.

[Maybe Might Not Be Moneybags]

;D

I LOVE this story, can't wait for more

[SwordKill]

sheepshifter said:

;D

I LOVE this story, can't wait for more

My dear friend, you don't have to worry, I intend on roughly 5-ish chapters. Enough for ya?

[rkthrilla]

swordkill said:

admin said:

He's a super saiyan. You should know that.

And Conjon and I did both do attacks like Kamehameha and that wierd blood thing. So yeah, I guess that incident was a bit like Dragon Ball Z

haha allright

[SwordKill]

swordkill said:

sheepshifter said:

;D

I LOVE this story, can't wait for more

My dear friend, you don't have to worry, I intend on roughly 5-ish chapters. Enough for ya?

Infact there will be chapters:
1
2
3
4-a
4-b
5
and possibly 6

[Maybe Might Not Be Moneybags]

swordkill said:

I intend on roughly 5-ish chapters. Enough for ya?

Only 5? NUUUUUH!!!

[rkthrilla]

but after that you can start a new book! ;D

[SwordKill]

Wow, I'm glad my stories seem to get a few people happy ;D, heres chapter 3:

previously on 'Team Rofflez':

The new alliance of Conjon, Spawner and Swordkill all stared at each other... before jumping up and down exclaiming "We killed him! We killed him!"
Later on that day, in the cosiness of the living-room, with a cup of tea in hand, the team had agreed to the name 'Team Rofflez' and so their epic legacy was about to begin...

Chapter 3
Conjon

"Yo, Spawner how about a game of time-splitters: future perfect?" Suggested Swordkill.
"No, we've already beaten the game 3 times on hard mode!" Groaned Spawner. Both of them were getting very impatient. Conjon had been missing for days. They had no idea where he is and if he's alright.
"How about..." said Swordkill, rummaging violently through a stack of games and DVDs "Far-cry Predator?"
"No, we've played that 3 times, the scariness just won't have the same effect"
"Star wars: Knights of the old republic?"
"Worst. Battle system. Ever."
"Future perfect?"
"You've already said that"
"oh yeah"
"I can't stand the boredom!" shouted Spawner, as he got up and kicked over a recycle bin. "Where the bleeding hell is Conjon? Team Rofflez just can't survive without a leader! and besides, it can't even be considered a team with only two people!" Swordkill reluctantly jumped to his feet, he had been sitting in the beanbag chair for almost 17 hours, almost a record. He rested his hands on Spawner's shoulders and said: "Spawner! Spawner! Get a hold of yourself! We might not know where Conjon is, but that doesn't mean he's gone forever! I mean, there wasn't a suicide note anywhere..."
Spawner sighed, and wandered over to the slushy machine. "It's just that, the last thing I said to him was "Nobody loves you, emo-boy""
"So you think he has like run off or something?"
"I don't know, and I don't think I ever will..."
"Don't worry, he's gonna come ba- what the...?" a strange red glow shined through the window. Swordkill turned to Spawner, who had a large grin on his face. They both ran to the window and looked out
"Conjon!?" shouted Spawner "Is that you?"
Outside the castle walls a beaten Conjon stood. Well, you could say stood. He was carrying a metal pole and using it like a walking stick. His clothed and hair were all dirty and blood-covered. he had both of his arms in the air, with an emo blood ball of sparkly doomness above his head. Standing about 15 feet away from him was a rather slick looking man. He stood in the shadow of one of the towers of the castle wall.
Spawner quickly took to the stairs and raced down toward the gate, but Swordkill decided it would be much quicker... to jump. He stepped up onto the window frame, leaned forward and jumped. Just as Spawner came out of the door of the staircase he saw Swordkill land painfully on the tower just above the stranger. Swordkill jumped off and once again landed awkwardly on the dusty ground in the middle of Conjon and the other brawler. He got up, nursing him leg.
"Out of my way, stunt-man, this guy owes me big" said the man hiding in the shadows.
"bah!" wheezed Conjon "you've already taken enough to pay off the damage!" and he launched his blood-blast attack at the stranger, who quickly caught it in his hand and threw it back. But Spawner quickly jumped in front of Conjon and took the blow. Lying on the floor, he shouted "you bastard! can't you see he's hurt enough?"
"Well," said the brawler, stepping out of the shadows "I want to hurt him more" he raised his hand up, which was encased in metal and blinded Swordkill with a bright reflection of the sun, who dropped to his knees
"My eyes! They hurt like frickin' hell!" He screamed "Who the hell are you!?"
"My name is Rabiesisme" said The stranger and punched Swordkill in the chest with his metal hand, sending him on the floor groaning.
Suddenly another emo blood ball of sparkly doomness came speeding towards Rabiesisme. But he caught it again with his metal arm, but this time it did something different. The emo blood ball of sparkly doomness crusted over with what looked like some sort of crystal-like substance. Some words also appeared on it. "lolzomgbbq" Rabiesisme said sarcastically as he looked at the ball "Epic ball of magic, eh?" and he looked up at Conjon, who was now trying to open the castle gate with his one arm that was not holding his walking stick. "you are a coward, Conjon. The Super Brawl is not a place for cowards". Rabiesisme jumped into the air above Conjon and hit him hard on the head with the epic ball of magic. Conjon fell to the ground, his head covered in blood.
Spawner, now on his feet, ran towards Rabiesisme.
"You Bastard! I will scatter your brains on the floor!" He screamed, and ran towards Rabiesisme. He spawned a large axe and began swinging it above his head as he ran. Rabiesisme grabbed the blade of the axe with his metal hand.
"AARGH!" shouted Rabiesisme suddenly. he lost his grip of the axe and it came down heavily onto his metal arm, denting it badly. He fell face first into the dirt, revealing a large gash between his shoulder blades. Swordkill, who was standing behind him, sheathed his sword and ran over to Conjon, closely followed by Spawner.
"Conjon, you okay buddy?" Asked Spawner.
Conjon rolled over and said "what the bloody hell do you think? Get me inside". Swordkill grabbed his legs and Spawner grabbed his arms and they both lifted him up. "GAAH! NO, PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN!" and they carefully put him down "go get the s-s-stretcher. I-i-it'll be m-much better on my... a-arms and legs" He suddenly grabbed Spawner's arms "I-it's getting dark"(crying yet?)
"Conjon..." Swordkill said quietly as Conjon slowly loosened his grip and closed his eyes.
"Ciao"

RIP CONJON
Januarch 456th 20XX - Octobuary 123rd 20XX

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All of that chapter was made up other than the epic ball of magic, which comes in in chapter 4. Rabiesisme didn't kill Conjon, Conjon just stopped brawling, so I killed him off.

[bulet]

i like it.some writing you have there.

[kevmcg1]

I must say your writing skills are very good.

[SwordKill]

well if everybody is enjoying it, then I think I might do a few more brawl stories!

[kevmcg1]

swordkill said:

well if everybody is enjoying it, then I think I might do a few more brawl stories!

Please do.

[SwordKill]

kevmcg1 said:

Please do.

sure, maybe some more fictional stories next time!

[kevmcg1]

swordkill said:

kevmcg1 said:

Please do.

sure, maybe some more fictional stories next time!

I wait in intesnse anticipation.

[SwordKill]

kevmcg1 said:

swordkill said:

sure, maybe some more fictional stories next time!

I wait in intesnse anticipation.

dude, there's still going to be chapters 4, 5 and 6!

[kevmcg1]

swordkill said:

kevmcg1 said:

I wait in intesnse anticipation.

dude, there's still going to be chapters 4, 5 and 6!

That's what my post meant, I can't wait for them to be written.

[SwordKill]

kevmcg1 said:

That's what my post meant, I can't wait for them to be written.

Well chapter 4 was planned for today but I'm not allowed on the PC, I am on the internet on my wii.

[SwordKill]

Alright, I am allowed on the PC for a couple of hours or so. So I am going to get chapter 4 done! ;D

Previously on 'Team Rofflez':

"Conjon, you okay buddy?" Asked Spawner.
Conjon rolled over and said "what the bloody hell do you think? Get me inside". Swordkill grabbed his legs and Spawner grabbed his arms and they both lifted him up. "GAAH! NO, PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN!" and they carefully put him down "go get the s-s-stretcher. I-i-it'll be m-much better on my... a-arms and legs" He suddenly grabbed Spawner's arms "I-it's getting dark"
"Conjon..." Swordkill said quietly as Conjon slowly loosened his grip and closed his eyes.
"Ciao"


Chapter 4
An Epic Ball of Magic

"What should I do about this?" shouted Swordkill, placing his hand on the Epic ball of magic. It was cold. Ice cold. Spawner was digging a grave for Conjon whilst Swordkill dragged Rabiesisme's body somewhere else. But he had stopped when he noticed the crystal-looking ball on the floor.
"Just put it in the vault or something!" Spawner called back "I'll have a look at it later, see why it was hard enough to..." He stopped. He didn't want to think of the death of one of his best friends "...just get it in the vault".
"Sure, let me just-" Swordkill turned around and notice somebody had his arm, another brawler. One with large, red, spooky eyes. Suddenly Swordkill felt his arms and legs go numb, and he fell to the ground, dropping the epic ball of magic. The red-eyed brawler picked up the epic ball of magic and stared at it for a few moments, before doing something surprising. He picked up Swordkill's sword and violently cut out his own right eye. He then shoved the EBOM (Epic ball of magic, it's going to save some time writing it as EBOM) into his eye socket.
"Yes... Yes..." He smiled "I feel the power!"
Swordkill got to his feet, the spell had wore off. He picked up his sword from the floor and made a slashing move at the now one red eye and one purple eyed brawler. But he suddenly shot strange purple fire out of the EBOM, which caught Swordkill by surprise and sent him into the castle wall. By now Spawner was rushing over. He was also sent flying against the wall. Was that it? Were they beaten by a noob with a fake eye? No. Just as another purple flame was launched, something small and made of metal fell out of Spawner's sleeve. When it landed on the floor a large, clear dodecahedron appeared around them. Which deflected the blast and sent it into a now cursing one-eyed brawler.
The blast sent him flying back, which was Swordkill's advantage. He got up and ran towards the now on the floor, cursing one-eyed brawler, ripped out the EBOM and punched him in the face, knocking him out.
"I'll take that" said Spawner, snatching the EBOM out of Swordkill's hands "now you need to drag Rabiesisme and him away from here"

Later on that day, in the cosiness of the living-room, with a cup of tea in hand, Swordkill asked Spawner:
"So what's up with that Epic ball of Magic, eh?"
"I ain't gonna observe it tonight. It's locked up nice and tight in the unbreakable power safe. Nobody's gonna get in. Tonight, how about a game of Halo 3?"
"Sounds good Let me just get another cup of tea" Swordkill got up and turned around, but somehow, someone was there! Rabiesisme! He pulled the door of the safe open! Swordkill ran over to a large red button, just as Rabiesisme reached in and grabbed the EBOM. Swordkill hit the button hard, and a long, mechanical claw reached down onto the EBOM in Rabiesisme's hands and quickly snatched it away.
"What the hell? Metal claws are my thing, biatch!" he shouted in anger. Swordkill pressed another button on the wall, this one made a mechanical leg with a steel toe-capped boot come out of the wall. Can you guess what happens next? The boot launched itself into Rabiesisme's buttocks and sent him flying out of the window. He landed with a large thud just outside of the tower.
"Is he alright?" asked Swordkill "go check"
"screw that!" laughed Spawner "I'm not running down 5 stories!"
"meh, I'll find out tomorrow when I get the paper. Now how about that game of Halo 3?"

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I did that all out of memory. because The MS paint brawl has been totally destroyed from Newgrounds. Not as long as the other chapters, but otherwise I would be going into chapter 5.

[rabiesisme]

I have a ouwie.

[SwordKill]

rabiesisme said:

I have a ouwie.

lol, yeah. Sorry for making you a sort of antagonist. I made you kill Conjon because I had to kill him off and put the epic ball of magic in the same story.

[rabiesisme]

swordkill said:

rabiesisme said:

I have a ouwie.

lol, yeah. Sorry for making you a sort of antagonist. I made you kill Conjon because I had to kill him off and put the epic ball of magic in the same story.

I like being the bad guy. Just as long as you don't make my character "care" that much. Look at my character's facial expression in my avatar, you'll know what I'm talking about. ;D

[SwordKill]

rabiesisme said:

swordkill said:

lol, yeah. Sorry for making you a sort of antagonist. I made you kill Conjon because I had to kill him off and put the epic ball of magic in the same story.

I like being the bad guy. Just as long as you don't make my character "care" that much. Look at my character's facial expression in my avatar, you'll know what I'm talking about. ;D

Yeah, I get it. lol

[extremer]

Hello, finally could be botherd to sign up

[spawner]

Looking forward to chapter 5 !

[SwordKill]

extremer said:

Hello, finally could be botherd to sign up

Hey man! Nice of you to show up! Hope you're enjoying the story! Here's chapter 5 :

Previously on 'Team Rofflez':

"Is he alright?" asked Swordkill "go check"
"screw that!" laughed Spawner "I'm not running down 5 stories!"
"meh, I'll find out tomorrow when I get the paper. Now how about that game of Halo 3?"

Chapter 5
The Believers' Army

"Sniper rifle up close? *hic* what a *hic*... cheap move!" Said a very drunk Swordkill to a very drunk Spawner
"It wasn't a shniper rifle you... twit it was a... shotgun!"
"Another pint?"
"Why not! We got the WHOLE night!"
"it has *hic* been the whole night. It's morning in the 1."
Swordkill got up and stumbled to the refrigerator.
"Guinness!"
"Yeah sure I *hic* Dammit!"
"w-what?"
"We're out of *hic* booze! All we get left are these!" He pulled out a couple of WKD blues
"Screw it! Lets have those!"
"vodka blues are for sissies! I'll go get some booze from the cellar!" with that, he took a step towards the stairs and collapsed, Asleep. In no time Spawner fell asleep too.

"Swordkill! Swordkill! Wake up you thick SOB!" Spawner was looking down on Swordkill with a worried look on his face.
"W-what? Can't it wait?"
"No! There are people trying to get into the castle!"
Swordkill sat up "Oh really? We had better do something about them before they break in!" He said sarcastically. He slowly walked over to the window. Stared out of it for about a micro-second before screaming "oh my god!" They all looked like ants. hundreds of people stood, bashing at the castle walls.
"Get to the drawing room" slurred Swordkill "We need to think of a plan!"
"No, we can't. Your wasted and-"
"I'm not wasted!" Interrupted Swordkill, picking up a Breathalyzer. He put it into his mouth and it instantly started beeping and then it exploded out of Swordkill's hands.
"... well you know I have bad breath!" he finally said "We NEED to think of a plan!"

"alright chaps!" announced Spawner "this meeting of the members of Rofflez is in session!" Swordkill and Spawner were both sitting at a table in the conference room. There were two empty chairs. One was for coats and hats, the other used to be Conjon's seat. It was certainly quiet, the CD player wasn't on because Swordkill said it would make the army know they were there. The team of two were straight to the point, no rambling.
"hundreds of angry people are trying to break into the castle for god knows reason" Started Swordkill "We need some way of stopping them!"
"what about the death-ray?" Suggested Spawner.
"No good. It was designed to aim at things far away, it can't aim straight down"
"well then I'm blank. I got nothing" Sighed Spawner. The room fell silent once again. But this time the silence meant something. This might be Team Rofflez' last battle. No way to escape, and no way of killing the army. The ticking of the grandfather clock sounded very loud. Nothing else could be heard apart from it.
But just then, something broke the silence. It was very loud. An explosion!
"What the hell was that?" Screamed Spawner. The two both looked out of the window to see Fireworks being sent up in the air! Another one went off, with an even louder explosion.
"What the hell are the little buggers doing?" Said Swordkill "I've had it with them doing all this weird stuff! I'm gonna see what I can do with the death ray!" He ran up the spiral staircase to the roof, followed closely by Spawner.
There it stood. A large, polished metal pillar, standing high in the air with a long rod and a large box on top of it. A leather car seat was placed on top of the box and had a number of knobs and levers on each side of the chair. A number of pegs stuck out of the side of the large pillar, which Swordkill began to climb. As he sat himself in the chair, he realized how big the army was. The ground was just a solid black colour from all of the soldiers. Each individual one looked the size of a crumb. Swordkill swallowed, aimed downward as far as he could, and fired. Three bright, red, spiraling beams were sent out of the death-ray. The beam managed only to incinerate the back line of the army, and could not point any further down.
WHOOSH! BOOM!
Another firework went up and exploded near the top of the tower. So you could imagine that it was extremely loud for Spawner and Swordkill. Swordkill got down from the death-ray and cursed under his breath.
"Spawner, we're going to have to make some modifications to the death-ray".
"I don't know how to construct a 'Super Turbo Omega Hyper Turbo Death-Ray of Doom Version 2.0™'!"
"Well then spawn a brain before we both get killed!"
"Oh sod off!"
"Shut up you Pratt! Do something useful!
Spawner gave Swordkill a look, and then ran down the trapdoor and into the drawing room. Swordkill unsheathed his sword and began unscrewing some of the screws with the tip of it. When the death-ray was in pieces, he began Screwing it back together again, but in a new position. When suddenly a load of blue beams of energy were sent into the air next to the castle. Swordkill looked down and noticed that the army had a number of large tanks, with their guns aimed straight up in the air.
"Who the hell are you!? What the hell are you doing!? And why the hell are you trying to break into my castle!?" Shouted Swordkill at the top of his voice. The tanks stopped shooting and the army stopped bashing at the castle walls. One of the soldiers stepped up onto a rock and shouted back:
"We... Are the believers! We believe in a hero! We believe in Halo 3!" The entire army began cheering
"What the fuck are you on about!?" Swordkill shouted out, and the army stopped.
"Halo 3 is sold out everywhere! We need 500,000 copies"
"So you have decided to try and get our copy!?"
"You have a copy? No, we were just mad at the fact that everywhere is sold out! Now we're gonna break in twice as hard!"
The Believers began shooting their lasers and bashing at the walls again.
"For god's sake you silly bastards! Just give up! You are all going to fail!" Screamed Swordkill. He was VERY annoyed. But they just ignored him. He ran over to the Death-ray, that now looked totally different. The pillar was standing upright like before, but at the top, there was no seat. The end of the long rod was on top of the pillar, so it looked like one long pole. at the end of the rod, there was the box, but on the bottom of it was five short pipes coming down. The main pillar had wheels attached, so Swordkill had no problem wheeling it towards the edge of the tower. He pumped a lever on the pillar until the 'death-o-meter' was in the red zone. He then cranked a large lever, sending a red beam out of each of the five pipes. the beam incinerated more of the Believers as Swordkill rolled it along the edge of the tower. But suddenly the death-ray tilted over.
"No! No! No!" Shouted Swordkill very quickly. But the whole death-ray fell off the tower. When it hit the ground it crushed a few Believers. But by now they were also very annoyed. The tanks aimed their beams at the tower and the soldiers all aimed large guns at the walls. "Bugger" Whispered Swordkill.

Spawner entered the pass-code for the safe, 9-9-9. He looked inside to see what he could use against the army. He found a couple of Antique paintings, a trophy or two, and then he noticed it. A blinding light coming from the back of the vault. He took a few steps closer, and noticed what it was. The Epic Ball of Magic! 'Of course!' He thought 'If it's epic, and if it's magic, then it's got to help defeat that army somehow!'

"Alright, Believers! Bring it on! Give it all you got!" Swordkill shouted down to the army. He threw his hands up into the air "if I could Kamehameha, then maybe I could-" Suddenly a ball of energy appeared between his hands "do a spirit bomb" he continued. The ball rapidly increased in size. The trapdoor opened up and Spawner came rushing out.
"Swordkill I-" He tripped on Swordkill's toolbox. The EBOM was sent flying out of his hands. It was headed straight towards Swordkill, who just looked round.
"Woah!" he ducked, his hand still in the air, and the spirit bomb followed. The EBOM flew straight into the spirit bomb. For a few seconds, They both stared at the mass of energy, before... WHOOSH! it grew insanely fast until it was massive! Although it wasn't a solid object, Swordkill felt the intense weight of the spirit bomb. He could hold it no longer!
"Spawner! Get out of here!"
"But I-"
"GO NOW! GET IN THE VAULT!"
Spawner turned around and fled back down the trapdoor.
"Alright you buggers" Smiled Swordkill "I warned you, you don't mess with Team Rofflez"
Whoosh! The incredibly bright blue light was sent down to the army. The blast caused an incredible light which could have been seen from miles away.

After the explosion, almost nothing remained. Trees were dead. The castle was incinerated. The Believers' Army was just ash. The only thing that remained that was not rubble and debry was the vault. Open of it came a very surprised Spawner.
"W-WHA!?" He said out loud, although there was noone to hear it. He walked along the debry, looking for Swordkill "Swordkill! Where are you, buddy?" He called out, but the he noticed something, hanging between two large concrete blocks. It was Swordkill's trademark scarlet bandanna. He ran toward it and tried to move one of the large boulders, hoping for the best.

"W-where am I?" said Swordkill. He was just in white space. Everything was so bright, he couldn't see a thing.
"Do not be afraid, child"
"Who was that? Were am I?" shivered Swordkill
"You, my child, are in heaven"

[spawner]

Yeah and then i held a funeral.