The Story That's Just Here To Waste Our Time

POW POW MOTHA FUKKA!
The sound of a gun echoed through the empty hallway. Our hero, Degree, quickly slipped into a spare room and locked the room.
"Degree is….alright? Can you…..and I….clipping my toenails."
"Shit." Degree whispered, tossing his walkie-talkie to the floor. "Losing reception…Only one thing left to do." He reached into his pocket and pulled out the brand new iPhone 4 and made a video call. A woman's face appeared. "Oh there you are, anyway I wanted to know if N.A.S.S. was alright?"

Explanation and shit

N.A.S.S. is an robot, manufactured back in 2008 for the sole purpose of hunting down beautiful women. They were mass produced up until late 2009, where some units turned gay and began hunting beautiful men.

Appearance: Tall (more or less), dark and handsome.

Weapons system: The Love Gun. A gun that stimulates a human's sexual desire.

Degree pulled a microchip from his pocket. "Yup." He said, examining it. "Still looks intact to me."
"Good. Remember we're gonna re wire it so it can become the ULTIMATE bodyguard for Princess Connie."
"Gotcha." He hung up and looked at his watch. "Computer," the watch came to life. "Ready the S.S. Dest1 for me."
Degree pulled out a shiny circular object from his belt. "Alright, get us the fuck outta here Pikachu!" He threw it on the floor and there was an explosion of light. A small yellow mouse with red cheeks and a lighting bolt tail stood there, staring at Degree awkwardly.
It never hear that kind of language before, so it didn't know how to react. "Pika pika?"
"Pikachu use Dig!" Degree commanded. The yellow mouse stood still.
"Use Fly!" Still nothing.
"OH MY GAWD! WHAT KIND OF POKEMON ARE YOU? YOU DON'T KNOW JACK SHIT!"
Pikachu tried to explain "Pi Pika pika pikachu, pi pi pika pikachu pikachu, pi pi pika pikachu pikachu, pi pi pikachu pikachu, pi pi pika pikachu pikachu, pika pikachu"
Which roughly (sorry I'm a bit rusty) translates to: "What?"
"Okay, Charizard! You're up!" He threw another circular onto the ground. No explosion of light, no nothing.

SOMEWHERE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS EARTH!

Charizard roared into the mic. "RA RAH RAH RAAAA RHA HRAH HARHRHARHAUH ARARR URGGHHHHH!"
Which translates to "O.M.F.G YOU FREAKING NOOBTUBING NOOB, I WOULD OF HAD THE KILL CAM!"

Yes, a Pokemon is playing MW2, deal with it.

Degree heard his really violent enemies coming closer, he pressed his ear to the door so her could hear them coming.

Guard 1: And I was like, oh my gawd you shouldn't have to deal with that drama! and he was like I knowwwwww
Guard 2: like omfg!
Guard 1: I knowwwwww
Together: I KNOWWWWWWWW! *girly laughter*

"Dammit, they're male drama queens. I know how to deal with them." He opened the door and walked out into the open.
"FREEZE" Guard 1 yelled.
"Liek omg that was so kawaii!" Guard 2 chirped.
"Thx :)"

Degree held his hands up. "Guys, THE HILLS IS OVER FOREVER!"
"WHAT?"
"I knowwwwww"
"Oh my gawd nooooooooooo!"
"Let's commit suicide Guard 1, there isn't anything on this Earth worth living for anymore."
"I knowwwwww"
POW POW MOTHA FUKKA!
The Guards were now dead.

"lol noobs" Degree said.

"The City is still making episodes."

The End….OR IS IT?

~Nass