Saturday, February 23, 2008

Junk Story - Mix Speaker's,Inc. [Night Three]

Welcome to the world of Mix Speaker's,Inc.
Character Introduction and Night One
Night Two

Night Three “Team ‘13’”


Clouds like soap drifted along in the sky as they formed soft lines. Floating a number of centimeters from the ground, Little Angel and Little Devil were basking in the sunlight.

“Ah, there’s nothing to do. Ever since we entered Mix Speaker’s,Inc. the days have been like a storm of packing and shipping.”

“Those bastards have a harsh way of training us. Let’s smash ‘em dead! What idiot is going to buy a BOX filled with that kind of trash?”

“They seem to be selling really well. At least, that’s how it seems from Big Franken’s rush of complaints.”

“Seriously, there’s not much further for a company to go that just makes fools of kids. That vampire fuck, I can’t tell if he’s sleeping or awake. And that wolf that looks like a pig, he’s usually in the freaking moon. Of all the things that make absolutely no sense. Really, how tall is he? And that old witch, she’s always got sauce on the side over her mouth, seriously simple. And from the beginning, where the hell are the monsters going crazy at?”

“Come on now, isn’t peace good? Ah – it’s so quiet.”

Bang. Baki baki baki. Doshin doshin doshin. “Bunga-!!!”

“You fuck! You broke the door again. How many bolts do I have to shoot into your head for you to get it?!"

"What's going on, Big Franken? Have complaints come that we've run out of the BOX again?"

"Bubububububunga-!!!"

"You say DoDo&PaPa brought orders!? Little Devil, we have work!!!"

"Pain in the ass."



"Everyone, please listen carefully! This is our company's first assignment. Ahhh... I'm so nervous. Agh, my hands are shaking!"



-To the ladies and gentlemen of Mix Speaker's,Inc. It seems the BOX is selling very well. Thank you for your efforts. At any rate, changing the subject, it seems that monsters are running wild. A group of two known as Team "13" are doing as they please, but one swings around an electric saw, and the other appears in dreams with steel claws and tears people to shreads. Horrifying, isn't it? According to the stories I've heard, they're insanely strong.

I don't really know a way to capture them, but, well, go get 'em. - From old man Mr. X



"So that Mr. X is this kind of character?"

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