The Wandering Tale of VVD
Voice: Yo, VVD, Yo man, wake up, he's back man, still gunning to get you.
VVD wearily opened his eyes, adjusting them to the light. He was in his friend's apartment, hiding out from the law. Looking out the window, he saw a man standing there the dreaded bounty hunter known as Nurhachi.
Nurhachi: VVD! GET OUT HERE, I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE BRAH!
VVD's eyes got big, and he went to go out the back. As he jumped out the window, he landed on a beach, in tropical weather. Mystified, he looked around, at the surf, and the wreckage, and the twelve newest fires made by Gamma Man and Sjmole.
VVD: They made a fire out of seaweed, those useless pieces of…
He turned around, and found himself face to face with bounty hunter Nurhachi.
Nurhachi: Did you think killing me and ditching me in a landfill was going to stop me from finding you brah? Did you really?
VVD screamed.
The encampment our intrepid survivors are at
Voice: Wake up man, Baxter's back. Wake up.
VVD woke up, and shook his head, and store at the face of ProjectX2.
VVD: What?
Project: Baxter's back man, and he's got some info about what he found and where Houde is.
VVD: Alright, I'm coming….wait…..have you seen any other Bounty Hunters on the island?
Project: Um, nope….maybe Baxter or MwoF have, they traveled out of the camp site and into the woods, I Can ask them…
VVD: No, don't, it's okay, I'll just…ask them myself.
Project: Okay, you sure you alright.
VVD: Yeah, you just startled me, that's all.
Project: Okay, I must have startled that accent right out of you, it's been three minutes and you haven't said brah yet.
VVD: Yeah, you did, good one brah,
Shanty Town
E stood over the dead body in front of him.
E: And which one was this may I ask?
Ricky, Shanty Town's number one security expert, looked at the body.
Ricky: Um..J Afjhaslh*cough*
E gave him a stern look.
E: You have no idea, do you?
Ricky: Well, not really some much as don't know, as in I have no idea.
E: Why did I hire you?
Ricky: To be fair boss, it's because I make one hell of an appletini.
E: Oh yes, you do don't you. And how did you get this position?
Ricky: I bribed the people to vote for me by making appletini's….um..sir.
E: Right, good point, good point. You are fired.
Ricky: Wait, come on, give me a chance.
E: Fine, you get the one who found our encampment, and then you also get Project, since Houde won't talk, and then…What is it?
Ricky: Um….I was hoping to put a camera up in the tree and that be it you know?
E stared at him
E: No
Ricky: But with the camera we could see that angle and stuff…
E: No.
Ricky: Maybe a lawn ornament with a hidden blow dart
E: No, get the two people I asked for, you freaking idiot. I'm going to check on this Planet-Man.
Ricky: Fine, you never let me install anything fun anyways…
E walked off and to the cage that held Planet-Ma, the prisoner him and Bass found in the jungle knocked out by one of their awesome traps.
E: They were awesome…
Bass: What was sir?
E: Our traps, how is the prisoner doing.
Bass: He's doing well, I gave him a mentos, he had bad breath
E: Well, thoughtful of you Bass
Bass: I thought so, but really, I was being selfish cause I didn't want to deal with bad breath sir
E: okay…and the prisoner?
Bass: He's selling insurance to Selfproclaimed.
E: He's what?
Bass: Selling insurance?
E: For what I ask with trepidation?
Bass: Hidden island insurance Big Man, in case of a volcano explosion
E: You bought some didn't you?
Bass: Hell yea I did, with premium coverage.
E: Everyone I coerced to work with me are idiots….
Bass: Well, you'll be sorry when the island explodes and I get a new one and you don't
Encampment
Zombipanda: I KNEW YOU WERE A BAD GUY!
McCheese: Kick him in the nuts!
Random: YES! Kick his…wait, isn't that severe…
Moonmaster: I kicked him in the nuts once already
Ice: ONCE! You never stopped until someone sprayed water on you.
Moonmaster: Damn that water sprayer. Once I overcome that fear, I'm going to so kick you in the nuts again
Baxter: Down Moonmaster
Baxter, and his group of people he found, where interrogating the two traitors, Cad and Ice. So far, they only got those damn numbers out of them.
Baxter: Now, I ran into some people I knew before I came here, and you two good sirs are going to tell me why they were here.
Ice: Not if I don't want too.
Cad: I'm allergic to truth.
McCheese: Wow, that's something I would say.
Zombipanda: Wait, how do you two know each other again?
Baxter: I told you already.
Random: It happened about ten minutes ago, remember.
Ten Minutes ago
Zombipanda: Wait, how do you two know each other?
Baxter: He frequents a brothel I go too.
McCheese: Yea, he showed up one time, and there was mail for him. He couldn't afford any of the girls to go, so I went.
Zombipanda: You worked at a Brothel?
McCheese: No, but that would be awesome.
Zombipanda: I'm confused.
Present[
Zombipanda: Oh
Baxter: You were trying to trip us up, weren't you?
VVD and Project entered.
VVD: Hey Bax, who are these guys?
Baxter: The shifty one is Zombipanda, the other one with the stupid expression is Random, and that over there is McCheese, he's a bum that lives in the town I grew up in.
McCheese: Yeah, he got this strange invite in the cardboard box he frequents on Tuesday and Friday nights. I came along because I love crabcakes.
VVD: Going with the different answer everytime someone asks the question, huh?
Baxter: Yup
VVD: Cool brahs, welcome.
Zombipanda: You don't look Hawaiian
VVD: Go with Christ brah
Zombipanda: Works for me.
Ice: You serious? That's it? You were up my *** for days!
Zombipanda: Well, your story never checked.
Ice: We are on a deserted and hidden island in the Mississippi river, how did my story not check out?
Zombipanda: Hey, keep talking and I'll find out, the hard way, whether or not you are really Hispanic.
Random: Wait, he's Hispanic? I thought he was a short tanned white guy
McCheese: That's so confusing.
Ice: What's the hard way?
Cad: Figures, silly Americans threatening us with stupid little threats. I'm surprised the great country of Australia hasn't conquered you guys yet.
Project: New Zealand is so much better than Australia
Cad: BLASHPHEMER!
VVD: This is getting us nowhere, everyone who isn't tied up or black leave now, I'll handle this.