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Reincarnation Wars: The Filler Chapter!

Edwellken said:
(but please be mindful of each other and don't blow each other up and/or go godmode.)
The drug induced hallucination ends and the SD is nowhere to be seen.
 
I use my wish granting ability to give Jackson the most comfortable bed in the multiverse and teleport Whyr to Illia
 
"Eh? Who're you people?" He looks at Boris.

"Who, us? Ummmmmm........Yeah, I don't like this. SAVE THE CROSSOVERS FOR LATER!" Boris shouted.
 
"Eh, whatever." Since the version of Boris wasn't specified and that we're using canonical Boris, Boris casts Randy and Kabus away before summoning a table. "So who are you exactly, clown?"
 
"Huh, you can summon tables?"

I vomit a piece of machinery onto the sand, step on it, and it becomes a table. I then absorb the machinery back into myself.

"I can also summon tables."
 
Boris looks, a bit petrified. "Woah. Well, I can summon a lot of things. It's fun being from the fifth dimension."
 
"OOOH, NO, not THAT Boris, silly!" He took off the Boris suit to reveal a man...also named Boris. Except this Boris was Mr. Boris.
 
"Pfffffffffffffffffffffffffff, ahahahahahaaaaaaa!" Mr. Boris laughed. He looked...off. He looked like a person, excpet like the Stranger, he was also a cartoon, except he wasn't a clown. He wore sunglasses, a cape and a tophat, both with the same pattern (checkerboard but instead of black n white, it's yellow n purple) and was a whopping 6'8".
 
"Well, yes I am. And you, clown!" The Stranger then freaked out. "I-I-I DIDN'T DO IT! I SWEAR!"

"Didn't do what?" Boris then went up to The and whispered to him. "Did he murder a family of four? I bet he murdered a family of four."
 
Since we're allowing crossovers now, Azuma summons a physical body by Uber with two cups of tea. "Want some?" Azuma says. "Uhhh, sure." Uber replies while grabbing one of the tea cups and taking a sip
 
"No, I did NOT do so, though I murdered a family of twice that size once. Now, if you'd excuse my manners..." He somehow ripped a hole in dimensions by his claws. "GET OUT!" He kicked Boris back toh his own dimension.
 
"I mean, no I didn't. That guy was just an avatar. He COMES FROM the fifth dimesnion because he was MADE AS a 3-D being." The Stranger then remembers. "Hey, ummm....robot man, I can call you that, right? Well, I think I might've come down with somethin'."
 
"Eh, my name is literally The. The line's not that high to begin with, so I guess it's fine. What did you come down with?"
 
"Well, I dunno what to call it, buuut..." He then morphed his hand into a clawed hand, his left hand to be precise, as it turned into what could be assumed to be ink.
 
"Ah. I see."

I turn one of my fingers into an empty pen and then put in some of the liquid. I then touch the sand and turn it into a piece of paper. I then scribble on it. I empty the pen back into your arm.

"Yep your arm definately turned into ink."

"You could've just used your scanners."

"But that's not nearly as much fun, now is it?"
 
"Well, I mean, I might've gained the soul of that Bendy fella. Oh, yes...I've watched those cartoons. Along with Popeye, Felix the Cat, Skitzo the Killer Bear, and I even worked with Mickey once."
 
"Ah. I see. Well if it gets worse then talk to me in the morning."

I grab a tree, absorb it, and use my atomic body control to create a fully functioning bed then seperate it from myself, with blankets and the like.

"I'm gonna go to sleep."
 
"WAIT YOUR ARM'S LIQU- eh he'll be fine. He has too much plot armor to die. Even if he didn't none of this is canon anyway."

I try to nodd to sleep.

"Your a robot. You don't have to sleep."

"Yeah, well I want to."
 
"Oh, crap!" His arm dissolved, before then healing up. He then melted into a puddle of ink as he came out, before morphing into many shapes, before turning into a miniature version of this with Godzilla spikes.
 
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