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Miscellaneous Street - The Soap Opera

Kirsten reaches Daniel-2 and gives him a sedative, beginning to wish she'd never agreed to help with this battle - it's madness!
 
^ Welcome to the Street, doctor. :rommie: Would you like some, erm, medicinal brownies to help calm Daniel and other potential patients? One bite and they won't feel a thing. Trust me.
 
"A sedative?? We're in the middle of a freakin' war zone here!! Give him 50cc's of Cordrazine! I need him on his feet and fighting!" yells Daniel-1, while fending off a pair of sword-weilding aliens with a baking tray and a machete.

The industrious young Soda, finally out of lego pieces, has begun using Molotov cocktails against the aliens. Where does he get this stuff from?
 
Coming out of the bookstore, Past RJD is reading from an old book. "I found some information," he says. "According to this: 'The Rubik's Cubans do everything in threes.'"

Future RJD taps him on the shoulder. "Much has happened. Can you keep an eye on the Cthulhu in the woods while I infect the Cubes with a computer virus?"

Past RJD glances up to see giant tentacles pulling conical ships out of the sky. "No sweat," he says.
 
Ok. The machine is powered up. Now, we just need to calibrate it to include those conical things ...

Jenee2 yells out the window "almost ready!"
 
One of the aliens grabs a Sulu-style unfolding katana and slices the top half of MLB's head clean off. There's just the bottom jaw with tongue sticking out and that's it. It's really gross and everyone's a little freaked out.

The quick-thinking Daniel-1 hides the corpse of MLB in a bush, and runs off looking for Past MLB, who he finds outside the deli.

"You got a bump in the head and lost your memory. Misc street was destroyed, and we all went back in time to stop the aliens. We're in the middle of a big battle and need you to keep fighting with us! You... err... told your past self to go on holiday just before the battle started so you won't be seeing him. So don't look."

I'm confused. Have I just been killed off, or not? :confused:

If not, then great. If I have...hey, you might have asked me first. :p
 
^The you that went back in time to help fight the aliens was killed. I found your past self and enlisted his help, telling him he was really future you, but had been bumped on the head and forgotten all the stuff in between. Remember that Voyager episode where Harry and the newborn baby die, but they get another Harry and baby from an alternate Voyager and carry on like nothing happened? It's kinda like that.
 
Daniel, Jenee, whatever you're doing, I think you need to shut off the thing in the attic. Six things that look like giant amoebas have just become visible in the atmosphere and are firing on the Cthulu in the woods. It's trying to defend itself, but it's releasing the conical ships in the process and something that looks like a bird of prey has been sighted on an inbound course near Mars according to my sources. That thing in your attic looks more like a giant homing beacon than a weapon.

*One of the aliens beans Daniel1 with a baseball*

My god, someone needs to sign that thing to pitch for the Cubs. That thing was doing 90 when it hit you.
 
Looks like we're gonna need a bigger Cthulhu.
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So my past self is not doomed to be killed in the future? My head hurts...
That's phantom limb pain.
 
So my past self is not doomed to be killed in the future? My head hurts...

Nah, we've changed history. If we defeat the aliens now, the circumstances leading to us going back in time will never arise. Thus your future self doesn't die in the past.

Dragging himself back to his feet, Daniel arches one eyebrow and continues, "Our very presence has altered the flow of history, therefore creating an entirely new chain of incidents that cannot be anticipated by either party"

"An alternate reality?" yells Jenee-2 from the Coffee Shop window.

"Precisely," calls back Daniel, "whatever our fates might have been had the time continuum not been disrupted, our destinies have changed"
(Can't help quoting Star Trek:D)
 
"A sedative?? We're in the middle of a freakin' war zone here!! Give him 50cc's of Cordrazine! I need him on his feet and fighting!" yells Daniel-1, while fending off a pair of sword-weilding aliens with a baking tray and a machete.

The industrious young Soda, finally out of lego pieces, has begun using Molotov cocktails against the aliens. Where does he get this stuff from?

I'm the doctor round here - I'll tell you what you need and when you need it.
 
A homing beacon?!?

That can't be. This stuff has been in stasis for several thousand years ...

Jenee1 backs into the programming looking for command lines ...

"I'll be damned."

"Those sonsabitches!!!"

Both Jenees shut everything down, grabs a couple baseball bats and heads downstairs.
 
"An alternate reality?" yells Jenee-2 from the Coffee Shop window.

"Precisely," calls back Daniel, "whatever our fates might have been had the time continuum not been disrupted, our destinies have changed"
(Can't help quoting Star Trek:D)
Sweet! nuMisc!

* RJD strangles Captain Ice for no apparent reason. *

Heh. Just kidding. ;)
 
*Freezes RJD*

Anyone up for a grape Slurpee? :devil:

*Reaches into his blue box and comes back out with a flamethrower.*

Time to light them up, boys. Avoid the residents of MISC Street.

*The other three Deli staff members don flamethrowing gear*

Light me.

*The nearest staff member lights Ice's flamethrower, then proceeds to light the others. Ice spots an alien running toward the melee.*

Time for some barbecue. :devil:

*Ice sets the alien aflame.*
 
Exhausted from several hours of alien-bashing with a bat, MLB decides to bring out even more heavy artillery. He regrets having to resort to such extreme violence, but it's time for...the lens flares! :eek:
 
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