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Post by Honstlar on Jun 4, 2020 17:45:48 GMT -6
Pat Sajak: (Offscreen) It really is! You stay out of this!
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jun 6, 2020 18:25:36 GMT -6
{typing; his computer dings} I've compiled a list of things you don't have... telepathy, invincibility, super hearing, X-ray vision, arms, hygiene, omnipotence... Wait, so these guys are basically omnipotent? I'unno. Could be. I'm not entirely sure how opposites work. We need to even the odds. Maybe if get superpowers, our opposites will become less powerful, because backwards. You're saying we need one of these? {holds up a Superium Orb} You've had that this whole time? I keep two dozen in my hat at all times for sustenance. {The orb explodes, giving the BODH superpowers.} There we go. The opposite of superpowered is... powerless. There's nothing you guys can do.
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Post by Honstlar on Jun 6, 2020 20:04:44 GMT -6
Raltsnoh Omega: That’s what you think!
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jun 7, 2020 15:34:56 GMT -6
{Gfd superspeeds around the room and ties everyone together with rope.} You're right, it is what we think. 21XMRS: WHY I NOT GET OUT? You don't have superpowers like we do. Now you're even weaker than we are.
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Post by Honstlar on Jun 8, 2020 17:48:36 GMT -6
Mots: I’ll be the judge of that! ATTACK!
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jun 9, 2020 15:49:45 GMT -6
{They all squirm around in their ropes.} MOTS: Hold on. Just give us a sec.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Nov 10, 2020 23:38:13 GMT -6
{SRMX12 opens a portal to the opposite universe, and Dean telepathically pushes them through the portal and closes it.} I've sent them back to their own universe. They won't be bothering us no more. I mean, they could still come back to our universe and become recurring villains or something. Shouldn't we have arrested them? Darn, I should've thought of that. I blame my faulty processors. OLODNIRG: Well, regardless of whether they may return, I'd like to extend my sincerest gratitude and apologies for the troubles I've caused of you. I hope we may continue to be friends in the future. Me too, except, like, acquaintances or something. You're just kind of annoying. No offense. OLODNIRG: None taken. I suppose I'll be returning to my home now.
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Post by Honstlar on Nov 15, 2020 13:33:08 GMT -6
{Another portal opens, and the tied up HDOB fall onto Olodnirg.} Pat Sajak: Does anyone else feel something... squishy? WHAT?!? HOW DID THEY GET BACK HERE?!? Raltsnoh Omega: That would be my doing. (Teleports out of rope)
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Nov 15, 2020 21:15:46 GMT -6
Told you we should've arrested them. But I thought the opposite of superpowers was no superpowers! RALTSNOH OMEGA: You're half-right, my reverse-named friend. Your fancy new abilities may have weakened our forces somewhat, but we still have all the powers you lack. Uh, SRMX12? What powers do we lack? Running a search... {ding} Opening portals while tied up, teleporting out of rope, creating an army of muskrats, turning into a croissant... the list goes on. So basically, our superpower-have accomplished nothing. Yep, they're still pretty much omnipotent. NAED: Takes this, yous! {creates an army of muskrats} Not so fast! {mind controls the muskrats} They're on our side now. {The muskrats attack Etibar, who turns into a croissant to defend herself.} Aw man, I wish I could turn into a croissant. Hey, SRMX12. You wouldn't happen to have foreshadowing as a superpower, would you? Huh, I suppose I do. Due to my lightning-fast android brain, I can analyze the current situation and determine possible outcomes. That's great. We can use that to our advantage. There is a 98.3% chance that Mots will unleash a wave of potato salad that will devour us all. Well, tell me something I didn't know. Hey, Gfd? Might want to get your chewing mandibles ready. Foolish mortal, my chewing mandibles are always ready. {Mots unleashes a wave of potato salad, and Gfd sucks it into his mouth.} Well, what do you know, it worked. What else do you predict?
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Post by amberite on May 15, 2021 12:19:38 GMT -6
: I also predict that the HDOB are going to escalate the battle by...at least 40%.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on May 18, 2021 0:21:21 GMT -6
How so? By my calculations, either with knives or machine guns. {The HDOB begin shooting knives out of machine guns.} It's worse than I feared. {Gfd zooms around the room for a second, then stops.} There. I ate all the knives. That sounds unpleasant. Yeah, it always slices up my internal organs a bit, but it's nothing a little surgery can't fix. {to SRMX12} So, if you can calculate the opposites' next move, can you also calculate how we can defend ourselves in advance? I can try. Let's see... there's an 81% chance Honstlar should move to the left by three inches. {Honstlar moves to the left by three inches, and a knife flies by his head.} Hey! Gfd, I thought you ate all the knives! Sorry. That one just slipped out. {burp} Sure, anyone can predict that Gfd's eating habits are going to kill us all, but can you predict the backwards brawlers? The reverse curse? The opposite... uh, what rhymes with opposite? Blopposite. Eh, I guess that works.
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Post by Honstlar on Jul 15, 2021 13:41:00 GMT -6
{Greg blinks.}
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jul 15, 2021 16:05:28 GMT -6
{The HDOB fly through the wall.} Wow, laser eyes and blinking powers? Your eyes are forces to be reckoned with, I'll tell you what. Hey, Robonic, can you tell us what? Sure, I'll tell you what. The HDOB will come inside with flamethrowers and missiles, which I will deflect with a force field, leaving an opening for Greg to blink at them, sending them to jail once and for all. {That happens.} We did it! We arrested the HDOB!
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Post by Honstlar on Jul 15, 2021 16:22:18 GMT -6
(Raltsnoh appears behind Honstlar.) Raltsnoh Omega: Not all of them. Floddannit, how long is this going to take?!? Raltsnoh Omega: Long enough for me to destroy you, but this time you won't have your pathetic excuses for friends to help you. Wait, wha- (Raltsnoh and Honstlar disappear.)
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jul 15, 2021 22:50:15 GMT -6
Welp, Honstlar's gone. Dibs on his refridgerator. Too late, already called dibs on his refridgerator last week. Where did he go, I wonder? {Cut to a glowing arena, stretching out between two universes, a cosmic void filling the space between them. Honstlar and Raltsnoh appear.} Where are we? RALTSNOH: This... is the bridge between our realities. Where light becomes dark. Where opposites meet. Where one world will meet its demise, while the other emerges victorious. Looks pretty neat. RALTSNOH: Good, because this realm will be the last sight you will see. Oh no! I'm going to go blind? RALTSNOH: I meant I'm going to kill you. But yeah, it's also theoretically possible that you might also go blind. Aw man, I knew I should've picked the interdimensional cosmic battle arena. RALTSNOH: That's not related to— never mind. Let's fight. Can we work out a deal that somehow doesn't result in my death? Like, what if you die instead? RALTSNOH: I will not accept such a negotiation. What if I throw in... {fishes around in his pockets} five moist dollars and a candy wrapper? RALTSNOH: Why are the dollars moist?
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Post by Honstlar on Jul 16, 2021 14:05:05 GMT -6
I spilled some juice all over myself a couple of days ago.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jul 17, 2021 16:16:17 GMT -6
RALTSNOH: And you couldn't even bother to get some dry dollars? It's a tempting offer, but the juice is a deal breaker for me. But it's orange juice! Don't you like orange juice? RALTSNOH: I'm your opposite, so I hate orange juice. You do? I'm afraid there's no other choice, then. We have to fight. {They charge toward each other and duke it out.}
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Apr 27, 2022 17:21:13 GMT -6
{Honstlar kicks Raltsnoh Omega.} That's for hating orange juice! {Raltsnoh throws Honstlar across the cosmic void.}RALTSNOH: That's for being the opposite of me in every way! That's not fair! I had no choice! RALTSNOH: That's not true. You made the choice not to join me, and for that, you must perish. More like, you perish! {Raltsnoh is spontaneously sent flying backward into a cosmic boulder.}RALTSNOH: Ow, my susceptibility to scathing comebacks! Found your weakness, have I? Looks like I'm the one who will win this fight! {Raltsnoh faceplants into the ground.}RALTSNOH: Please, no more! I can't recover from the devastating logic of your quippy one-liners! More like, you can't recover from... my... very great at, uh, fighting you...? RALTSNOH: All right, that one was just lame. I'm not affected by such pitiful— ... Nerd!RALTSNOH: {falls down again, embedding a crater in the ground} Ow, all my dignity! I am incapable of reasoning against your snappy retorts! Wait, I think I just figured it out! We're opposites, so you have all the powers that I don't... but you also have all the weaknesses that I don't! Orange juice attack!{Honstlar tosses a bottle of orange juice at Raltsnoh, who stumbles backward in a daze.}RALTSNOH: Nooo, you found another one of my many 7,256 weaknesses!!
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Post by Honstlar on May 29, 2022 19:52:29 GMT -6
And so, the fight between Raltsnoh and Honstlar tips in favor of... the second one. {Raltsnoh begins to recover, but Honstlar grabs him and starts to toss him around. Raltsnoh tries to free himself.} You're not getting away this time, Fake Gyllenhaal!
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jun 1, 2022 1:25:37 GMT -6
RALTSNOH: Oh yes, I will. For, you see, though your strengths may be my weaknesses... my strengths are also your weaknesses! I don't have any weaknesses! RALTSNOH: That you know of, perhaps. But since persimmon sandwiches raise my power significantly, that must mean... {Raltsnoh Omega throws a persimmon sandwich at Honstlar, causing him immense pain and suffering.} OW! I never realized I was so weak to persimmons! RALTSNOH: That's right... for every weakness you don't have, there's a weakness you do. You don't know your own weaknesses, your own limits... but I am the opposite of you in every way, therefore I know everything you do not. All the techniques, the strategies you don't know... I know them all. And that's why you'll never beat me, Honstlar. Everything you are, everything that makes you you... it will all be your downfall, and your pathetic friends will not be here to witness your equally pathetic demise. Or will they...? {to himself} If my weaknesses are his strengths... all I have to do is call upon my greatest strength to be his greatest weakness! I call forth... MY FRIENDS!! {The BODH teleports to the arena.}RALTSNOH: Impossible! I call forth my own allies! {pause} I said come here, you idiots! What are you, deaf?! {The HDOB teleports to the arena.}21XMRS: WHAT YOU CALLS US? RALTSNOH: You lot are a bunch of daft morons! I summoned your assistance thirty seconds ago, and you're only now arriving?!? BUCSAZ: I didn't hear a please. MOTS: Throw in some potato salad, and I might consider helping. RALTSNOH: I am your leader!! What I say goes, and that's final! CRDGZGXGSGDFG: Who's to say I can't be the leader?! It's not like you do that great of a job anyway! {The HDOB begin fighting each other.}
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Post by Honstlar on Jun 1, 2022 1:27:51 GMT -6
Raltsnoh: On second thought, maybe I should just erase them from existence right now.
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jun 2, 2022 1:07:58 GMT -6
NAED: Yous talkin' 'bout us or thems? RALTSNOH: You, you dimwits! You think I need your help?! Pah, I say, pah! As if I couldn't beat Honstlar and his puny "friends" on my own! MOTS: You— you can't erase us from existence! I never got my potato salad!! CRDGZGXGSGDFG: Think of all the great times we've had! Working together to kill people, hating each others' guts... uh, remember that one time we got burgers together? E HCOAC: You tried to poison mine. CRDGZGXGSGDFG: Only because you poisoned my burger first!! RALTSNOH: My acquaintances, I'm sorry to inform you... your time in this plane of existence has expired. Permanently. That will be all. {The HDOB vanish in a puff of smoke, with only Raltsnoh Omega remaining.}RALTSNOH: Now, where were we? Uh, we were coming up with a plan to defeat you, I believe. Starting with a distraction... Look over there!! RALTSNOH: {looks behind him} Where? {Stom throws a waffle at Raltsnoh, knocking him to the ground.} You're my opposite, after all. I can resist the old "look over there" trick, which means you can't. And being Honstlar's opposite also makes you vulnerable to waffles! {EDITED Video Greg begins drawing in his sketchbook.}RALTSNOH: Pah, you really think drawing is going to stop me? Doodles do not fall under any of my 7,256 weaknesses! Sure, but you see, Honstlar knows my sketchbook is magic... {takes a cage out of his sketchbook} ...which means you don't. {EDITED Video Greg slams the cage over Raltsnoh.}RALTSNOH: How... how can this be? And WHY CAN'T I ESCAPE?! Oh yeah, the cage is made of cardboard — as flimsy as I could make it. Honstlar can easily escape it, so it stands to reason that you can't. RALTSNOH: This is impossible! I CANNOT ALLOW THIS!! Come back, my Heinous Disorder of Obnoxious Badguys, ASSIST ME!! You see, that's the biggest difference between me and you. I HAVE FRIENDS! RALTSNOH: Keep working, little man. Soon I'll make it out of this cage, and when I do— Technically speaking, your friend-have isn't the biggest difference between you and Raltsnoh. It's the fact that you exist. RALTSNOH: What? {Raltsnoh Omega vanishes.} He is your opposite, after all. There's no way you can both exist simultaneously for very long. Erasing his team from existence... it must've erased him as well! And only by being trapped could his fate take hold. A tragic ending... but a deserved one, frankly. Guy was kind of a jerk. Now that that's done, who wants unpoisoned burgers?
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Post by Honstlar on Jun 2, 2022 1:32:13 GMT -6
I know I do's! {The camera pans down through the ground until it reaches a purpley void. Raltsnoh pops into the void.} Raltsnoh: Well, this is just swell! Not only did I accidentally on-purpose write my underlings off of the show forever, but I'm now stuck in the center of the earth for some reason! Mark my words, Honstlar, there will be a sequel, and I WILL have my revenge! {Maniacal laughter.} {Iris out, then fade to a greyscale image of Pat Sajak with text reading "1946-Whenever the crap you're reading this cartoon" written below it.} {END.}
(Click on the "4" in "1946" to see an extra scene with Grindolo and the Pretender.) {Cut back to Grintender and The Predolo Grindolo and the Pretender in the same positions they were in during their last scene. Cricket noises are heard.} Did- Did it work? Is Waddler dead yet? Is it safe to move again?
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Post by Gfdgsgxgzgdrc on Jun 4, 2022 0:08:15 GMT -6
Oh yeah, no doubt about it. No way Raltsnoh could've lost. Like, there's no reason to even bother checking. Excellent point, Pretender. ANOTHER VICTORY FOR GRINDOLO!!
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Post by Honstlar on Jun 4, 2022 0:59:24 GMT -6
{A splash is heard.} {Offscreen} That's what I get for jumping over a pool of stink juice before suddenly freezing in mid-air. We have a stink juice pit?
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