A Freakalicious Time, Ch. 10

Hey peeps ^_^ What’s up? By time I get this up on the site, I will have turned 19! Awesome, huh? Not really, it’s one of those dull in-between ages, not like 16 or 18 or 21.  But whoop-dee-doo, I’m 19 now =/ On to the next chapter of Freakazoid!
Oh, don’t forget to check out my Shorts Collection for Freakazoid ^_^ It shall have funny stuffs in it
Music that helped me write this chapter, if you want to know what I listen to sometimes other than Freakazoid reruns and clips– Bleed American by Jimmy Eat World; Enter Sandman by Metallica; Run Run Away by Slade; Danger Zone from the Top Gun soundtrack; Animal I have Become by Three Days Grace; Move by Thousand Foot Krutch; Kissy Kissy by… idk; Numa Numa by… idk; Move Your Body by0… I forgot; Into the Night by Santana featuring Chad Kroeger (Nickleback); The Current by Blue Man Group featuring Gavin Rossdale; I Skip a Heartbeat by Scouting for Girls; Stripped by Shiny Toy Guns; Major Tom by Peter Schilling; Mad World by Donnie Darko; Harden my Heart by Quarterflash; Hellfire from Disney’s the Hunchback of Notre Dame;
Entity – It’s okay, I understand ^_^ Oh, actually, I used all of the Freakazoid villains except Deadpan and Arms Akimbo.  Arms wasn’t in it because he’s just a thug, nothing special there.  And honestly, I forgot about Deadpan O_o Sorry, haha. ^^’ Kid Carrion was the zombie cowboy that you see in the Relax-O-Vision episode.  He is also in the intro when Freakazoid is hitting them all on the head with a hammer.
Candy – I’ll try to provide more! ^_^
Special Sam – I can’t remember what color Dexter’s eyes are.  You saying you were tempted to draw him made me think of that, lol. And influence from a pic of Vic Mignogna’s eyes too, haha.

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING… except the computer I am writing this on.  There is even an idea or two in here that doesn’t belong to me.  I don’t own Doom either.  Well, I own the game in general, but not the rights and legal stuffs and all to it.  I own a bought copy of it, how about we say that.

.:I am really liking this idea in my head of Dexter in that white tux…:.

When Dexter awoke the next morning, he didn’t know where he was.  He wasn’t in his bed, nor was he even laying down.  Nor could he see, considering he didn’t have his glasses on.

“What’s going on?” he asked groggily, more directed at the Freak.

“Nothing at all Dex, go back to sleep.” came the reply.  Dexter raised an eyebrow, and moved his arm up to check his watch.  But his hands and arms were already doing something else.  Eyes widening in realization, he nearly yelled at the poor Freak up in his head.

“The HELL are you doing?!” he shouted mentally, taking control of his body back.  He put the weights in his hands down and grabbed his glasses.

“I WAS working out.  I woke up early and couldn’t sleep.” Freakazoid explained sheepishly.  “Besides, you could use a little bit of muscle.” He added under his breath.

“What was that?” Dexter asked, tapping his foot.

“Oh, nothing.” Freakazoid replied, looking innocent.  Dexter just sighed and walked over to look for some clean clothes.

“I had forgotten that Duncan’s old set was in the closet.” He said then idly, checking his watch again.  Fun, it was Saturday.  That meant spring break actually started today.  Too bad it snowed so much, he and Freakazoid were looking forward to patrolling all day in sunlight.  Oh well, just meant they’d have to find a scarf.

.:Maybe add tails to the coat of the tux? Coat open too, not buttoned closed:.

Considering the snow and the cold, Freakazoid decided to do his patrols today through the local mall.  It got his self-given job done, as well as kept him warm.  And he got to play around the arcade, too.  Added bonus right there.  Also gave Dexter some time to cool off, he was still slightly peeved about waking up with his movements being controlled without his knowing it.

He was coming back from the frozen yogurt stand in the food court when his cell phone went off.  And, as every person does when their phone goes off, he answered it.

“Yellow?”

“Dexter? That doesn’t sound like your voice…”

“Oh shite…” Freakazoid thought.  He and Dexter used the same phone, the only ones that had his number were those few that knew who he was: Cosgrove, Roddy, Steff, and Professor Jones.  And Onyx… but she didn’t know who he was.  But now he was panicking and not knowing what to do.

“Hello? Dexter, you still there?” she asked.  Thinking quick and looking around, Freak ran into a bathroom to change into Dexter.

“Yes, I’m here.” Dexter said over the phone.  “Sorry, I was eating something.”

“Ah, okay.  Hey, this might sound weird, a girl asking a boy this, but…” Dexter’s heart leapt into his throat… “do you want to go to the mall?  My sister and I were going to go, but she decided she’d rather stay home and sleep, and I don’t want to go by myself.”  The lump in his throat went away.  So much for that.

“Umm, I’m sorry Onyx, but I have things I need to do.  I hear Freakazoid is up at the mall today though, if you still plan on going.” He told her, not exactly lying. Actually, he was telling the complete truth.

“Oh, okay…” she sounded sad.  Great, now Dexter felt guilty.  “I’ll talk to you later then.”

“Wait, Onyx…” he called out just fast enough.

“Yes?”

“I shouldn’t take too long in what I’m doing, so you can probably go ahead and head up there now, and I’ll meet you there later?” he asked, hopeful.  Any anger he had at Freakazoid from the morning temporarily flew out the window.

“Okay, I can do that.  So, see you in an hour or so?” her tone went up a little, a bit happier sounding.

“Maybe, if I can manage it.  See you then.”

“See ya.”

Dexter flipped his cell phone shut and leaned against the closed stall door.

“You really like this girl, don’t you.” It wasn’t a question.  Dexter sighed and ran his hand down his face.  He didn’t act this way when he was chasing after Stephanie.

“Yeah, I guess I do.” He replied.

.:No color, not even black.  Completely white tux:.

When Onyx arrived at the mall, her first stop was to get something warm to drink.  Next, after finishing a pumpkin spice mocha coffee, she headed towards the arcade.  She had some pent-up energy (some of it seemingly un-justified anger) that seriously needed to be shot out.  Otherwise she would get easily agitated and probably end up yelling at someone or punching something.  Perhaps that virtual reality game, what was it? Well, that one with Portho and Mel, would be good.  Oh, but she would need a partner.  Oh well, find a regular shot-them-up game then for a while.

Onyx was in the middle of an arcade-version of Doom 2 when she felt a tap on her shoulder.

“Gimmee a minute.” She said, before having her character move around the Spider Mastermind to make the Cyberdemon hit it with its rocket launcher.  Soon, the two were fighting each other.  Onyx moved her character behind a wall before turning to whoever tapped her shoulder. She was met with the sight of red, blue, and black. And no, it wasn’t someone beaten to a bruised and bloody pulp.

“Your pretty good at that game.” Freakazoid said, looking at the screen.  The Spider Mastermind and the Cyberdemon were still duking it out, but the Spider was starting to look a little worse for wear with the constant barrage of rockets on him.  ‘Course, the Cyberdemon wasn’t in shiny condition either, with that chain gun trained directly on him.

“Ya, when I was about five I would sit on my dad’s lap and press the space bar to open the doors and hit the switches for him while he shot everything.  Surprisingly, the monsters and the gory graphics of the time didn’t scare me.  I called it the ‘Boom’ game.” Onyx said, watching the two monsters fight each other.  “The trick to it is strafing, making them fight each other, and the ‘no clipping mode’.  I was playing Doom by myself on the comp before any other games you would expect a little girl to play.”

Freakazoid nodded, watching the screen.  Pretty soon, he pointed to it.

“The Spider thing died.”

“Ya, I need to take care of him now, don’t I?” Onyx replied, before making her marine character pull up the BFG and hit the Cyberdemon a few times.  In three shots of blinding green, the cyborg goat thing died.  Game finished.  The sound of multiple shots were heard as the game brought up her stats.

“Tch, no end boss? That’s cheap.” Onyx said, walking away from the game once it went back to the ‘Play Game, insert coins’ screen.  Well, at least her energy was brought back down a little.  “So what are you up to around here today?  Dexter said you would be here today.” she asked Freakazoid, who followed her.

“It’s just an arcade game, it’s going to cut off like that.  I have patrols to do, so I decided to do them here where it was warm.” He replied, walking beside her.  Onyx nodded in understanding, wandering over in the direction of the food bar of the arcade.  You know, the kind with colored bench seats and food you would usually find at a football game, like nachos and hotdogs and sodas of every kind.  Onyx sat down and ordered some nachos, and Freak sat across from her ordering just a soda.

Watching Onyx eat was like watching a vacuum – first the food was there, then it was gone.  Freakazoid was barely half-way through his soda when Onyx finished her nachos and was starting on a hotdog and some chips.

“Hungry?”

“You could say that.  I eat like a horse, but for some reason I’ve dropped eleven pounds in the last two months.  I need those pounds back.” She replied between bites.  Freakazoid raised an eyebrow.

“You’re the first girl I’ve ever met who is actually trying to gain weight.”

“I like to be healthy, not anorexic. I should be right around 135lbs, not 124.  That’s another reason I’m here, I need some new jeans and a dress for prom.”

Little sirens went off in Freakazoid’s head. Prom, prom was important.

“You going with anyone to that?” she asked then, taking Freakazoid off guard.

“Huh? Oh, umm, well, my alter ego has a girl he wants to ask, but he’s really shy about it.” Treading on treacherous ground here.  “What about you, you going with anyone yet?” Dexter stayed glued to the little eye-like windows, waiting to see what Onyx would say.

“No, not yet.  There is someone I want to go with, but I don’t know if he’ll ask me.  And I get really nervous and usually chicken out when I try to ask things like that.” Dexter breathed a sigh of relief, but still kept ears peeled.  “I’ll still go to it though most likely, even if he doesn’t ask me.  If anything just so I don’t feel left out.  Unless my sister convinces me to stay home and watch movies with her all night.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad.”

“To you maybe, but you haven’t met my sister.  She forces me to watch chick flicks with her.  She’s already made me watch ‘Gone with the Wind’, ‘The Phantom of the Opera’, and ‘She’s the Man’ with her. And that’s just because I said I never wanted to see those movies.”  The hotdog and chips were gone, and she was working on a chocolate milkshake now. “I hate chick flicks. With a deep burning passion.  Almost as much as I hate math.”

“What kind of movies do you like?”

“Why you asking?” Onyx raised an eyebrow at the Freak.  He held back a blush and shrugged.

“Just wondering.” He mumbled.  Onyx laughed.

“I like action movies, fantasy movies, the like.  The Lotro movies where good, though I wish they had put some things in it that they hadn’t.  Like the battle for Hobbiton at the end of the third book, they didn’t put that in there.  I also like how their re-doing the old comics into movies.  Like Iron Man and Ghost Rider.” Okay, getting a little too close to the ‘Fanboy’ tone.  Freakazoid got an idea though.

“Hey, I have an idea! Wait right here!” he told her, before zapping off.  Onyx just sat there, working a little more slowly on the milk shake.

Freakazoid sped off to movie theatre that was in the mall.  Looking up at the movie listings, he nodded to himself, then sped back to arcade.  Onyx was still sitting there, looking sadly at the emptiness of her milkshake cup.

“Wanna go see ‘Season of the Witch’ later?” Freakazoid asked her.  Onyx stopped what she was doing and looked up at Freak with big saucer eyes.

“Really?  You serious?!  It has Nicholas Cage in it!  He’s a warrior from the Crusades!  Yes, yes I wanna go see it!!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms in the air in victory.

.:I think I found the part of the internet that caused Freak to go wacko O_o Probably the reason so many people are terrified of clowns too.  It’s on YouTube.  Three words – Ran ran ruu:.

Nearby, jealous prying eyes watched the exchange from behind sunglasses and shopping bags.  Smiling to herself, Steff started thinking about how she could ruin their little ‘date’.

.:Hey, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned:.

“What do you say, whoever loses at Virtual World pays entrance tickets?” Onyx asked, still holding some energy in.  Freakazoid perked up at that.

“Is that a challenge?” he asked.

“Maybe.”

“You realize I have an advantage, I am a superhero, after all.”

“Maybe in reality, but the fantasy land is my domain.” Came the reply.

“All right, you’re on!”  And they both rushed over to the game system.  They didn’t really care who was which color, so Freak ended up with Portho and Onyx got Mel.  After going through the initial intro of the virtual war, the game began.

Freakazoid was about to shoot at Onyx, but had to turn away and dodge as the pterodactyl  swooped down to try and get him.  He avoided the dinosaur, but lost sight of Onyx.  Great.

Wandering around the landscape, he searched, but couldn’t find Onyx.  He though he saw her character run behind a pillar, but when he ran to go check, he couldn’t find her.  It was then that Onyx started quoting creepy poems to unnerve him.

“Lizzy Bordon took an axe, gave her mother forty whacks…” she started off in an eerie voice. Freakazoid started getting creeped out, knowing that her character was following him, even though he couldn’t find her.

“Okay Onyx, this is getting kinda creepy, you can come out now…” Freakazoid said, looking around.  Onyx chose that time to step out and take a shot at him.  He had no escape, and no time to dodge.  One life down.

When his character puzzle-pieced back together, Onyx was gone again.  But her voice still rang out in that freaky tone.

“When she saw what she had done, she gave her father forty-one.” Freakazoid spotted something on the ground in front of him, and moved forward to see what it was.  Her gun?

“Hahaha, I have the advantage now! You dropped your gun, now I have two!” he exclaimed excitedly.

“Oh, do you?  Too bad you won’t get to use them.” Onyx replied.  Freakazoid frowned.

“What do you mea-ah!” An arm appeared in his vision, and Freakazoid was sure that she was choking his character.  That thought left his mind though when his character’s head was forced around to see her.

“Wait, what did you do?  How did you force my character’s head all the way around like that?” Freakazoid asked, peering through the helmet to try and get an answer.  Onyx answered it for him, Freakazoid saw his vision lift and then turned.  He turned green at what he saw.

There, in front of his vision that the helmet gave him of the virtual world, was his character Portho’s body… headless.  The game didn’t have bloody graphics, but it was still disturbing to see.  Onyx’s character Mel tossed the head forward back towards the body, making Frea’s vision jump around, before his body shuddered and broke down, to be puzzle-pieced back together again.  Life two gone.

.:Kinda morbid, isn’t it?:.

Nearby, approving prying eyes watched the fight from behind a monitor screen and a large hat.  Smiling to himself, the Lobe continued on his way in his shopping, replaying in his mind Freakazoid’s shocked face when Onyx made Mel tear off Portho’s head.

.:End this chapter ^_^:.

Natha’s notes – Hey peeps, how’s it going?  I had fun writing the virtual game, haha.  Hmm, I’m thinking about making a creepypasta reference some time soon. *shudders* It’s weird, I like those stories on creepypasta, but they mess with my psych later at night, especially since my room is in the basement >.< I spook easily, even though I know it’s fake =/
So what did you think? Kinda short, isn’t it.  Next chapter will be when Freakazoid leaves and Dexter comes in, like he promised Onyx over the phone.  So don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten, haha.</i>