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Fantastic Lore: A 'Shoe in Crime'
The plates, impressively amazing
their audience on the beach, froze
halted, in a heartbeat. Stunned
by a sight that suddenly brought
their descent to a screech.
It all happened lightening fast.
Before Ding, and Dent knew what
hit them, onlookers gasped.
As the sandy clouds on the ground
quickly dissipated, now in clearest
view, there they were... Combat and
Shoe, notoriously known as members
of the Hikie Shoe Crew!
Shoe, called out to Combat, "Come
on put a lil' more stink into your stomp!" We're supposed to be to be doing a
'smash n' dash, so stop soft
mashing him like some kinda chump!"
"But boss I'm trying, it's just that
I didn't realize I'd be forced to look
dead in the Dented Can's eyes!"
Suprisingly, a somewhat affected
Combat replied.
The leader of the Plate Platoon,
Fuller though shocked, and angered
by the the blatant, and vile disregard
for his friends young lives immediately ordered his troops to split up in groups
of four. Some were to return to String,
and Straw with news of the attack,
while the others were to mount an offensive, to strike quickly at their
enemies and get some payback.
Oblivious to the swelling of a
NOW mesmerized crowd of people
gathering 'round, the Plates from
the air, and the nuts on the ground,
attempt to ensnare Shoe, and Combat
creating an atmosphere of excitement
all around.
As Shoe slicks back his tongue, then depresses his side, this added weight
and further embeds his heel into poor Dent's hide. At that same moment,
Combat makes an ill fated decision.
He runs forty paces, then stops, and
tosses Ding at a bevy of Nuts, led by
Foolie, with deft precision. Still, while
focused solely on them, he's
unprepared for a defense against
the Plates in an oncoming collision.
It's fast and it's furious, yet over
before it's really begun...
the Plates, and Nuts barrage him mercilessly as his boss doesn't even consider helping instead, he's true
to form and continues to just run.
Becky, a tattooed mom of two and
the Taco dude are wide eyed with
glee, when a bleached blonde
teenager joins them and exclaims,
"Oh wow gnarly dude! all this food,
and drink with entertainment
for free!!?" Feeling she can't believe
her luck. Unaware that the Taco vender
has procured her purse, found a fifty, and stuffed it his pocket before she could see.
Back at the undisclosed location,
where String and Straw lied in wait
for word on the recon mission
several plates fly through an open
window in a wearily sad condition.
Several minutes go by before either
of the stunned 'leaders of the fantastic'
can utter a single word.
Now after a long deep breath, Straw
rises along with String and begins to bellow what every other member has already inside themselves heard...
"REVENGE! My friends we will avenge!"
Quickly, they gather closer in silent remembrance and plan of attack,
setting the stage for the despicable
Shoe, and his crew's imminent end!
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