Some More Lore: Some-String has gone awry..

 

String tried mightily to clear the fog
 from his aglet, as the others rallied
an assault at their adversary hit after
hit. "Come on guys!  Knock the suds
 outta that soapy dud!" A voice deep
within String cried out hoping at any second, he'd see Ca-Mhey  smacking
 the pavement with a thud.
 
It was like suddenly, the fantastic few,
had  taken a trip back in time. Straw
leading the other two full on  in barrage
 of varied attacks, Rick combined with
Red to form a club, as they  then hit
Ca-Mhey from the back. Straw simultaneously launched an assortment
of spitballs birdseed, stones, and pieces
of glass at their foe and his feline flunky, leaving them both aghast.
 
It looked as if Ca-Mhey was gonna suffer another quick, and embarrassing defeat
until he pulled out his latest in a new bag of tricks. Waving his hand atop his head,
and after parting  his few strands of
what's left of his fragmented hair he
 said, "Isa frala nuddah threw... just look
 at what I can do to you!" and with that, String started to move- in a slithering, snaking motion, weaving S shapes,
 dipping and rising with each gesture of
 Ca-Mhey's hand. It so stunned Straw
and the others that they froze momentarily... puzzled by Ca-Mhey's defensive plan. When a second later
the answer became apparent...he was gonna use String as his offensive deterrent!

It was surreal, Straw, Red, and Rick,
locked in a battle with Ca-Mhey,
Jasper, and String. Inside his mind he
 knew better,  but without control over
 his body he couldn't do a thing! "This is tragic", a gloomy feeling String thought
 to himself,  as under Ca-Mhey's
 command he began to batter Red,  and Rick into a discarded old bookshelf.
Straw immediately tried to rescue the
 two but was thwarted by Ca-Mhey,  and Jasper who countered each attempt
 Straw tried  to do to help.

Unbeknownst to them all, fate was
about to turn the tide, and answer
the call. An old, down on his luck
 'former roving reporter' stumbled on
 this rarest of fantastic  fights. He had decided to hide within the shadows
and record it expecting it to cash in on it and a make a buck.

Later that evening, Timmy figured homework could wait and turned on
his 'glued tube' to see what was in the news. Shocked by the sight before him,
he removed Bobby, from his 'pen' awakening a sleeping  'Pin' from his dreamy satiated views. As it prompted
 a now disgruntled Bobby to complain,
 "Oh for pity's sa... !! But halted in midsentence, Timmy closed his mouth, and whispered forcefully, "Ssshhhh!
We've something very important to do..!"