FATHER QUEST - A Cartoon Network: Villains Victorious CK2-Style Quest Cross Over
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I'm not sure Gems accept humans into their ranks, and we do still want any resistance still around to keep them in check.
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- He/Him
I think that that might have been an extension of the shows general obsession with food. Like, a third to half of the villains involve some form of food connection, the show was obsessed with it
Grandma Stuffem, The Ice Cream Men, Stickybeard, Heinrich, Knightbrace, Mr.Fizz, Professor-XXXL, The Six Gum Gang, the Cheese Shogun and Ninjas, and Robin Food.
I do wonder if the Interesting Twins from Beneath the Mountain are still here. They worked directly for Father even if they had worse luck then any other KND character.
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- He/Him
And those don't even include the fact that a lot of the reoccurring villains have one or two episodes related to food as well. Father is all in on food quite often and the cake and the delightful children are like, one of their main things
The floatie race cake episode was also the only episode where the Delightful Children got away with yelling at Father because he couldn't allow them to eat baked kids in their cake and he just sat there and took it because he couldn't provide that.
Also that creepy camp counselor guy was trying to make a burger franchise catering to sharks with literal kid burgers and the school nurse who made all those baked treats milked sick kids of their pink eye and snot for her secret recipes.
It really makes you wonder what the Adult Supervillains were smoking.
Also that creepy camp counselor guy was trying to make a burger franchise catering to sharks with literal kid burgers and the school nurse who made all those baked treats milked sick kids of their pink eye and snot for her secret recipes.
It really makes you wonder what the Adult Supervillains were smoking.
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Well, nothing for father. I believe ep Z.E.R.O proved that Benedict's pipe isn't for tobacco but for bubbles.
Also, the nicest he's ever been to them....And the fact that his nicest self to them was "giving them a cake solely to take delight in the suffering of other children for not having said cake" says a lot. Father's a BAD DUDE, man.
In this fic he's already smoked a few cigars (and will probably smoke more each time he sees Monstroso because that's just what the man does, offer cigars)
Interlude: Hot Off The Presses
As you sat down to catch up on the news, you kicked your feet up and tried to find a nice comfortable spot. The big red chair you had picked up was a bit dusty at first, and the weird little mole-guy selling it was odd, but you had to admit it was a nice chair. With your popcorn and soda-pop ready, you were now prepared for a nice, long afternoon of information gathering. With that, you flicked on the telly-vision, and got settled in.
BZZT
"- and we're coming live to you with another exciting season kick-off!"
Instantly, you were greeted with the sight of a man in his thirties, standing off on the docks of what looked to be an island, talking all dramatic-like. He wore an expensive-looking blue shirt, khaki pants and a clam-shell necklace. To sum it all up, he looked like the world's most well-manicured hobo, what with his perfectly salon-done hair and manicured figure.
"We're live within the TOTAL DRAMA mega-studio and broadcasting dome, bringing you the latest of the latest and most tricked out challenges you can think of. There will be chaos! And there will be action! And maybe, just maybe, some wicked gnarly drama!"
Oh. Great. Reality television. The moment you saw the yacht pulling in, you were totally prepared for some mediocre show about teenagers living in the lap of luxury, having petty, predictable and pointless spats with one another over, oh, you dunno, rap music or root-beer, whatever the teens these days were up to.
This gets you to pause for a moment, as you think back. Hey, whatever happened to all those teenagers you gave dangerous weapons to? You remember them forming, like, a ninja society. You would have objected, if ninjas weren't a cool and practical way to get things done. But you hadn't seen much from them in quite some time.
Your attention snapped back to the screen when your questions were answered right then and there. For there on the prow of the boat, as smug as ever, was none other than a former foe turned begrudging ally. His golden wave of hair was crested by the sun, a confident winner's smile across his face, and more all combined to create a teenager who had once single-handedly waged war against you, and then did everything in his power to tear his friends apart.
"CHAD Dickson. YOU sly DOG!"
You nearly threw your popcorn at the screen when you see him step off the yacht, greeting this rich-hobo with a smooth, friendly handshake, like he'd known the guy since highschool.
"Chris, my man, what's up?"
"Nothin' much Chad. You're lookin' confident."
"Eh, I know I've already got this in the bag."
"Ha, I like it. We'll see how long it lasts."
Chad steps down the docks, and takes his place, hauling a green knapsack over his shoulder. Frankly, you didn't really care who else was joining this "challenge" of Chris. Afterall, you'd never heard of 'Kim Pines' or 'Mitch Davis'! You were pretty sure that they just made up the name 'Terrence' on the spot! And 'Kimmy Mysner'? Was that even a name?
You growl. This was nothing but dreck and teeny-bopper drama! A pale imitation of REAL telly-vision! With utter disgust, you only barely managed to power through the show due to your desire to see what exactly Chad was doing on this show. But after watching the show for a while, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Just from watching though, you could see that Chad was still on his A-game. Still just as vicious and cunning as he'd ever been, easily winning the challenge and bringing his team to victory without a set of Battle Ready Armor in sight. A real go-getter. You grunt in satisfaction as they voted off Goofball John Mcgee, and switched the channel, looking for a more interesting and less infuriating show.
BZZT
"THE ALIEN MENACE IS HERE!"
Your eyes were visually assaulted when you flip onto the next channel and get screamed at by a middle-aged television show host, an exchange you were typically on the other end of. Lowering the volume, you took a second to gather what this loudmouth's deal was. The shouting guy has the name "Will Harangue" floating over his desk. The man gestured to a small window that popped up on the side of the panel. It seemed to show some sort of… Rock Woman?
Wait, no, that's a gem! You're getting the hang of it!
"You see this?"
The picture showed a green-cornchip, no, wait, that's a woman. Wait, no, a gem. She didn't look happy, and she was wearing some sort of visor that hid her eyes, and on her forehead, a weird, big… well, gem sat.
"THIS. IS. OUR. ENEMY." Will punctuated each word with a chop of his hand. "This is their leader, Commander Peridot of their so-called 'Great Diamond Authority.' She is leading the forces of the alien menace that has taken over Canada, and is NOW invading America! Look folks, we have to ban together to PUSH THIS THREAT OUT OF OUR COUNTRY!"
While you nominally agreed, as any red-blooded 'American' should, this guy was sounding more and more like when Knightbrace gets a bit deep in the toothpaste and starts giving unsolicited opinions on plaque.
"Now, onto the latest news; American forces have been able to push the invaders out from the Detroit area, and back past the Great Lakes, but forces have been stalled due to CONGRESS stopping funding to our boys! Not to mention their funding of the ILLEGAL, PARAMILITARY organization, Providence! Which, mind you, is also a secret cabal dedicated to protecting those dirty EVO abominations, as we previously discussed on last week's episode of Harangue Nation."
You were starting to believe this less and less, but you also couldn't look away.
"Alright, we've got our first caller for the night. FrymanTruth, you are on the air with Will Harangue, on Harangue Nation."
Will then went live to his first caller. But as he did so, a slight look of discomfort and pain flashed over his face before he returned back to his straight-laced, no-nonsense, trademarked look.
"Okay, Will, this time, I've really cracked it!"
"Ahuh, Fryman." You got the impression he's been on here before.
"Alright, so, after referencing documents that I've recovered from an expedition with my 'team', we've been able to track the real shadow masters of America. Don't you think there's a reason why they don't let us blog on the internet freely anymore? Or why Europe has gone dark? Do you REALLY think that Europe would be fine, but Australia was torn apart by space scrap?'
"No, I don't believe in those things, but then again, I probably won't agree with what you're going to say next."
"IT'S ALL A CONSPIRACY! THERE ARE SUPER-INTELLIGENT MONKEYS WORKING WITH THE SNEEPLE! YOU CAN-"
"WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT SNEEPLE?! There are NO sneeple! Just aliens and EVOs! See, folks, this is the kind of smoke screen being used by the government to hide their complicity in the Nanite Event!"
"YOU CAN'T HIDE THE TRUTH! I'VE MET RUSTY SHACKLEFORD! HE'S TOLD ME E-"
BZZT
You got the sense this show wasn't for you.You were a sooper-villain, not a conspiracy theorist. One's a profession, and the other's being a whack-job. You flicked the remote button doohickey to find something a bit more reliable.
BZZT
"Are you broke?"
On the screen, a short little pipsqueak with greased hair, a sharp little chin and tacky purple business suit jumped into view.
"Sad? Depressed? Out of work, no hope, life outta control?"
The screen flashed to awful, shoddy working conditions in an office, then to people getting attacked by super villains, and then people getting attacked by aliens.
"Need somebody to stick up for you? Want somebody who's willing to fight for you? Or sell you a robot army designed to fight for you? How about lawyers? Remove weird body hair, get your hair back, get a workout ready body in no time flat?"
You're barraged with a flurry of cheaply edited and digitally doctored images, all of which shows the weird little kid(?) shown off as an adonis, an Olympic runner, and even lounging on a massive pile of money. His voice is so loud and obnoxious, you're not sure if he's yelling, or it just sounds that way.
"If any of those above is applicable, or otherwise, we here at Scam Co. are here for you! As the most affordable and competitive business on the face of the planet, we'll do everything in our power to make it happen, and in your budget! But don't take it from me! Take it from our lead scientist!"
The screen flashed over to a young woman, with bright red hair and a moon-shaped clip holding up roiling curls. In a Scam Co. branded jacket, she adjusted her sharp glasses in a shoddy-looking laboratory. A small placard rolled below her, introducing her as Mary Test, Head of Innovations at Scam Co. TECHNOLOGY Division.
"With our top-rate facilities and dedicated staff, we're more than happy to optimize whatever task or technology you like. Heck, we can make some new ones if that's what you're looking for. Plus, we offer competitive rates for test subjects!"
The screen changed again, this time to a tall, thin, pale man with white hair and a garish pink and white suit. He sat in an office, liberally applying sunscreen, and he spoke with a terrible Jersey-filled accent. The banner introduced him as Mr. White.
"As director of Scam Co. marketing strategies and planning, we're confident we can bring your brand or idea to the top! Or whatever level of popularity you want, I guess. You name it, and we can make it happen. Uh, so long as you have the funding. No refunds."
The picture cut again to a… chin-less creature. You think it's… a human, you're not sure, you're learning a lot and it's all coming really rapid fire. This time, he's standing in an even nicer office, with a massive vault of mouth-watering Jawbreakers in the background. As he squints, he obviously is looking off camera. He's introduced as Ed, Chief Acquisition Officer.
"We… Here… At… Scam…. Eddy, what's that word again?"
"Co."
"Co? Oh, Scam Co! We here at Scam Co… Will… Pro… Eddy, I can't read this."
"Just come up with something!"
"Um, we'll keep your Jaw Breakers safe as a bug in a rug in a tug 'cause I'm a lug."
"...Close enough."
The screen ends, leaving you with a large logo for Scam Co.
BZZT
You hated ads. There weren't a lot of good ones, but you especially hated the bad ones. Finally, you put it on some REAL news. Real ACTION news! Action News 52, to be exact! The image cuts to an extremely brutal looking, long black haired and imposing man, and a woman in a purple blazer and a scar on her head.
"Welcome to ACTION NEWS! This is Dynamite Watkins with Action News 52, here LIVE with the head Singer of Dethklok! Governor Explosion, let me say it's an honor to be invited to meet with you after your recent purchase of the entire state of Florida, making you its sole resident and thus de facto owner!"
"Mhm," the Governor grunted.
"Tell me, Mr. Explosion, what inspired you to make such a historic purchase?"
"Well Uh… Toki wanted to go to Disney World… So… We bought it.. It was a bundle deal… So we bought Florida. It was pretty metal."
"You heard it here, folks! They bought Disney World AND Florida! Only time will tell which was the more valuable purchase. If I may ask, Mr. Explosion, why did you select us for this exclusive interview?"
"You had the most brutal name."
"There it is again, viewers at home. ACTION 52 news is the most brutal news, as said by the leader of the most wealthy band in the world. The most brutally HONEST."
Before the woman could continue, her earpiece began to ring off the charts. She paused, and checked something off-screen, before ripping apart the news ticker on the bottom of the screen and quickly writing over it.
"Pardon me, Death Governor, we have a breaking news update! Former Total Drama Island star Izzy "Kaleidoscope" Explosivo has recently been confirmed as being ruled 'Not-Guilty' by the jury, and is being released from court!"
The scene changed to a woman with orange hair being wheeled out of a courthouse in a straight jacket and goaltender mask. For such a bizarre name, "Izzy" appeared to be rather calm while being escorted by a group of security guards.
"As one of the only superstars who quit the show outright, Izzy is now looking for a new 'agent.' She will be released from Richmond State Super-Max Penitentiary for the Utterly Deranged later today! This is following months of litigation from McLean Studios for breach of contract, manslaughter, and industrial espionage! When asked what she planned to do next, she said, quote: 'Probably work for whoever asks me first, haha', end quote. This is a live story, so stay tuned for updates! But as one television personality to another, I say way to go girl!"
Suddenly, her earpiece buzzed again. Slapping her hand up to it, Dynamite Watkins furrowed her eyebrows. As she did so, the news ticker broke once more.
"This just in, ACTION 52 News has been purchased whole-sale by Total Drama Inc. I am also being informed that the last statement I said must be retracted, and instead, we wish to remind the public that Izzy is indeed still wanted by remaining Canadian authorities."
You paused, thinking for a bit. R.S.S.M.P.U.D. was only a half hour's drive at the most. You'd have to look up old episodes of Total Drama to get a better idea of who they are first, but it might be a good idea to bring aboard someone a little more 'famous' to your enterprise.
But all this endless searching for something good to watch… Er, news, was already starting to make your head hurt. You could already feel a flicker of flame crawl up from your brow in frustration. For whatever reason, it seemed like any idiot could make TV nowadays! Why were they all so bad at it? Seriously, you could do better! You knew you could!
Then, like a light bulb… Or more accurately, a flame lit… bulb-thingy.
You COULD do better.
If that rich, surfer-hobo could just snatch up a News Channel on the dot while it was live, why in heck-fire couldn't you? I mean, sure, your experience with television was pretty limited to using it as a method to mind-control people or destroy the KND, but hey, what's the difference between a good show and mind control anyhow? Either way, the audiences' keesters are glued to their seats.
Already you're putting together a plan, pressing your fingers together, and preparing for an evil laugh.
"Soon enough I'LL Be the one pointing the CAMera! Maybe then there'll actually be something GOOD on for ONCE!"
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Izzy (HERO) is available for Recruitment.
Father has been introduced to Scam Co. Dethklok, Total Drama, and a few other things.
Leads on the whereabouts of the Teenage Ninjas have been found.
Action: Buy a News Network is now available on future turns.
BZZT
"- and we're coming live to you with another exciting season kick-off!"
Instantly, you were greeted with the sight of a man in his thirties, standing off on the docks of what looked to be an island, talking all dramatic-like. He wore an expensive-looking blue shirt, khaki pants and a clam-shell necklace. To sum it all up, he looked like the world's most well-manicured hobo, what with his perfectly salon-done hair and manicured figure.
"We're live within the TOTAL DRAMA mega-studio and broadcasting dome, bringing you the latest of the latest and most tricked out challenges you can think of. There will be chaos! And there will be action! And maybe, just maybe, some wicked gnarly drama!"
Oh. Great. Reality television. The moment you saw the yacht pulling in, you were totally prepared for some mediocre show about teenagers living in the lap of luxury, having petty, predictable and pointless spats with one another over, oh, you dunno, rap music or root-beer, whatever the teens these days were up to.
This gets you to pause for a moment, as you think back. Hey, whatever happened to all those teenagers you gave dangerous weapons to? You remember them forming, like, a ninja society. You would have objected, if ninjas weren't a cool and practical way to get things done. But you hadn't seen much from them in quite some time.
Your attention snapped back to the screen when your questions were answered right then and there. For there on the prow of the boat, as smug as ever, was none other than a former foe turned begrudging ally. His golden wave of hair was crested by the sun, a confident winner's smile across his face, and more all combined to create a teenager who had once single-handedly waged war against you, and then did everything in his power to tear his friends apart.
"CHAD Dickson. YOU sly DOG!"
You nearly threw your popcorn at the screen when you see him step off the yacht, greeting this rich-hobo with a smooth, friendly handshake, like he'd known the guy since highschool.
"Chris, my man, what's up?"
"Nothin' much Chad. You're lookin' confident."
"Eh, I know I've already got this in the bag."
"Ha, I like it. We'll see how long it lasts."
Chad steps down the docks, and takes his place, hauling a green knapsack over his shoulder. Frankly, you didn't really care who else was joining this "challenge" of Chris. Afterall, you'd never heard of 'Kim Pines' or 'Mitch Davis'! You were pretty sure that they just made up the name 'Terrence' on the spot! And 'Kimmy Mysner'? Was that even a name?
You growl. This was nothing but dreck and teeny-bopper drama! A pale imitation of REAL telly-vision! With utter disgust, you only barely managed to power through the show due to your desire to see what exactly Chad was doing on this show. But after watching the show for a while, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Just from watching though, you could see that Chad was still on his A-game. Still just as vicious and cunning as he'd ever been, easily winning the challenge and bringing his team to victory without a set of Battle Ready Armor in sight. A real go-getter. You grunt in satisfaction as they voted off Goofball John Mcgee, and switched the channel, looking for a more interesting and less infuriating show.
BZZT
"THE ALIEN MENACE IS HERE!"
Your eyes were visually assaulted when you flip onto the next channel and get screamed at by a middle-aged television show host, an exchange you were typically on the other end of. Lowering the volume, you took a second to gather what this loudmouth's deal was. The shouting guy has the name "Will Harangue" floating over his desk. The man gestured to a small window that popped up on the side of the panel. It seemed to show some sort of… Rock Woman?
Wait, no, that's a gem! You're getting the hang of it!
"You see this?"
The picture showed a green-cornchip, no, wait, that's a woman. Wait, no, a gem. She didn't look happy, and she was wearing some sort of visor that hid her eyes, and on her forehead, a weird, big… well, gem sat.
"THIS. IS. OUR. ENEMY." Will punctuated each word with a chop of his hand. "This is their leader, Commander Peridot of their so-called 'Great Diamond Authority.' She is leading the forces of the alien menace that has taken over Canada, and is NOW invading America! Look folks, we have to ban together to PUSH THIS THREAT OUT OF OUR COUNTRY!"
While you nominally agreed, as any red-blooded 'American' should, this guy was sounding more and more like when Knightbrace gets a bit deep in the toothpaste and starts giving unsolicited opinions on plaque.
"Now, onto the latest news; American forces have been able to push the invaders out from the Detroit area, and back past the Great Lakes, but forces have been stalled due to CONGRESS stopping funding to our boys! Not to mention their funding of the ILLEGAL, PARAMILITARY organization, Providence! Which, mind you, is also a secret cabal dedicated to protecting those dirty EVO abominations, as we previously discussed on last week's episode of Harangue Nation."
You were starting to believe this less and less, but you also couldn't look away.
"Alright, we've got our first caller for the night. FrymanTruth, you are on the air with Will Harangue, on Harangue Nation."
Will then went live to his first caller. But as he did so, a slight look of discomfort and pain flashed over his face before he returned back to his straight-laced, no-nonsense, trademarked look.
"Okay, Will, this time, I've really cracked it!"
"Ahuh, Fryman." You got the impression he's been on here before.
"Alright, so, after referencing documents that I've recovered from an expedition with my 'team', we've been able to track the real shadow masters of America. Don't you think there's a reason why they don't let us blog on the internet freely anymore? Or why Europe has gone dark? Do you REALLY think that Europe would be fine, but Australia was torn apart by space scrap?'
"No, I don't believe in those things, but then again, I probably won't agree with what you're going to say next."
"IT'S ALL A CONSPIRACY! THERE ARE SUPER-INTELLIGENT MONKEYS WORKING WITH THE SNEEPLE! YOU CAN-"
"WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT SNEEPLE?! There are NO sneeple! Just aliens and EVOs! See, folks, this is the kind of smoke screen being used by the government to hide their complicity in the Nanite Event!"
"YOU CAN'T HIDE THE TRUTH! I'VE MET RUSTY SHACKLEFORD! HE'S TOLD ME E-"
BZZT
You got the sense this show wasn't for you.You were a sooper-villain, not a conspiracy theorist. One's a profession, and the other's being a whack-job. You flicked the remote button doohickey to find something a bit more reliable.
BZZT
"Are you broke?"
On the screen, a short little pipsqueak with greased hair, a sharp little chin and tacky purple business suit jumped into view.
"Sad? Depressed? Out of work, no hope, life outta control?"
The screen flashed to awful, shoddy working conditions in an office, then to people getting attacked by super villains, and then people getting attacked by aliens.
"Need somebody to stick up for you? Want somebody who's willing to fight for you? Or sell you a robot army designed to fight for you? How about lawyers? Remove weird body hair, get your hair back, get a workout ready body in no time flat?"
You're barraged with a flurry of cheaply edited and digitally doctored images, all of which shows the weird little kid(?) shown off as an adonis, an Olympic runner, and even lounging on a massive pile of money. His voice is so loud and obnoxious, you're not sure if he's yelling, or it just sounds that way.
"If any of those above is applicable, or otherwise, we here at Scam Co. are here for you! As the most affordable and competitive business on the face of the planet, we'll do everything in our power to make it happen, and in your budget! But don't take it from me! Take it from our lead scientist!"
The screen flashed over to a young woman, with bright red hair and a moon-shaped clip holding up roiling curls. In a Scam Co. branded jacket, she adjusted her sharp glasses in a shoddy-looking laboratory. A small placard rolled below her, introducing her as Mary Test, Head of Innovations at Scam Co. TECHNOLOGY Division.
"With our top-rate facilities and dedicated staff, we're more than happy to optimize whatever task or technology you like. Heck, we can make some new ones if that's what you're looking for. Plus, we offer competitive rates for test subjects!"
The screen changed again, this time to a tall, thin, pale man with white hair and a garish pink and white suit. He sat in an office, liberally applying sunscreen, and he spoke with a terrible Jersey-filled accent. The banner introduced him as Mr. White.
"As director of Scam Co. marketing strategies and planning, we're confident we can bring your brand or idea to the top! Or whatever level of popularity you want, I guess. You name it, and we can make it happen. Uh, so long as you have the funding. No refunds."
The picture cut again to a… chin-less creature. You think it's… a human, you're not sure, you're learning a lot and it's all coming really rapid fire. This time, he's standing in an even nicer office, with a massive vault of mouth-watering Jawbreakers in the background. As he squints, he obviously is looking off camera. He's introduced as Ed, Chief Acquisition Officer.
"We… Here… At… Scam…. Eddy, what's that word again?"
"Co."
"Co? Oh, Scam Co! We here at Scam Co… Will… Pro… Eddy, I can't read this."
"Just come up with something!"
"Um, we'll keep your Jaw Breakers safe as a bug in a rug in a tug 'cause I'm a lug."
"...Close enough."
The screen ends, leaving you with a large logo for Scam Co.
BZZT
You hated ads. There weren't a lot of good ones, but you especially hated the bad ones. Finally, you put it on some REAL news. Real ACTION news! Action News 52, to be exact! The image cuts to an extremely brutal looking, long black haired and imposing man, and a woman in a purple blazer and a scar on her head.
"Welcome to ACTION NEWS! This is Dynamite Watkins with Action News 52, here LIVE with the head Singer of Dethklok! Governor Explosion, let me say it's an honor to be invited to meet with you after your recent purchase of the entire state of Florida, making you its sole resident and thus de facto owner!"
"Mhm," the Governor grunted.
"Tell me, Mr. Explosion, what inspired you to make such a historic purchase?"
"Well Uh… Toki wanted to go to Disney World… So… We bought it.. It was a bundle deal… So we bought Florida. It was pretty metal."
"You heard it here, folks! They bought Disney World AND Florida! Only time will tell which was the more valuable purchase. If I may ask, Mr. Explosion, why did you select us for this exclusive interview?"
"You had the most brutal name."
"There it is again, viewers at home. ACTION 52 news is the most brutal news, as said by the leader of the most wealthy band in the world. The most brutally HONEST."
Before the woman could continue, her earpiece began to ring off the charts. She paused, and checked something off-screen, before ripping apart the news ticker on the bottom of the screen and quickly writing over it.
"Pardon me, Death Governor, we have a breaking news update! Former Total Drama Island star Izzy "Kaleidoscope" Explosivo has recently been confirmed as being ruled 'Not-Guilty' by the jury, and is being released from court!"
The scene changed to a woman with orange hair being wheeled out of a courthouse in a straight jacket and goaltender mask. For such a bizarre name, "Izzy" appeared to be rather calm while being escorted by a group of security guards.
"As one of the only superstars who quit the show outright, Izzy is now looking for a new 'agent.' She will be released from Richmond State Super-Max Penitentiary for the Utterly Deranged later today! This is following months of litigation from McLean Studios for breach of contract, manslaughter, and industrial espionage! When asked what she planned to do next, she said, quote: 'Probably work for whoever asks me first, haha', end quote. This is a live story, so stay tuned for updates! But as one television personality to another, I say way to go girl!"
Suddenly, her earpiece buzzed again. Slapping her hand up to it, Dynamite Watkins furrowed her eyebrows. As she did so, the news ticker broke once more.
"This just in, ACTION 52 News has been purchased whole-sale by Total Drama Inc. I am also being informed that the last statement I said must be retracted, and instead, we wish to remind the public that Izzy is indeed still wanted by remaining Canadian authorities."
You paused, thinking for a bit. R.S.S.M.P.U.D. was only a half hour's drive at the most. You'd have to look up old episodes of Total Drama to get a better idea of who they are first, but it might be a good idea to bring aboard someone a little more 'famous' to your enterprise.
But all this endless searching for something good to watch… Er, news, was already starting to make your head hurt. You could already feel a flicker of flame crawl up from your brow in frustration. For whatever reason, it seemed like any idiot could make TV nowadays! Why were they all so bad at it? Seriously, you could do better! You knew you could!
Then, like a light bulb… Or more accurately, a flame lit… bulb-thingy.
You COULD do better.
If that rich, surfer-hobo could just snatch up a News Channel on the dot while it was live, why in heck-fire couldn't you? I mean, sure, your experience with television was pretty limited to using it as a method to mind-control people or destroy the KND, but hey, what's the difference between a good show and mind control anyhow? Either way, the audiences' keesters are glued to their seats.
Already you're putting together a plan, pressing your fingers together, and preparing for an evil laugh.
"Soon enough I'LL Be the one pointing the CAMera! Maybe then there'll actually be something GOOD on for ONCE!"
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Izzy (HERO) is available for Recruitment.
Father has been introduced to Scam Co. Dethklok, Total Drama, and a few other things.
Leads on the whereabouts of the Teenage Ninjas have been found.
Action: Buy a News Network is now available on future turns.
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BlueWerewolf25
The Dreamer
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So, we're totally gonna hire her, right? She's amazing. Seriously, probably has a really good Martial score considering what she got up to in Total Drama, and then fairly good stat for either Learning or Intrigue since he's clever and actually kind of a genius.
Not to mention, inside information about Total Drama.
Well. If there's one overall takeaway from this it's that this setting is way more dysfunctional and mind boggling than Gridlocked 
Anyway, yes on making our own, ahem, "Adult-oriented" news network and a definite yes on going for Izzy. She's nuts, but in a good way, probably has decent Martial and Intrigue at least, and it would definitely piss Chris off, and fuck Chris.
Anyway, yes on making our own, ahem, "Adult-oriented" news network and a definite yes on going for Izzy. She's nuts, but in a good way, probably has decent Martial and Intrigue at least, and it would definitely piss Chris off, and fuck Chris.
weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
- Location
- Florida
"You say you're a mogul in adult entertainment, Mister Father?"
"Er, well..."
"Would you prefer if I called you Daddy?"
"No. Never call me that again."
Omakes
ON OMAKES...
So, after a discussion with my team and friends, and a little bit of thinking it over myself, I found that I did not like how 'gamified' the way the current omake system operates. So, we've made some changes.
OMAKES/Fanart:
Omakes written will provide XP, which will be awarded depending on relevancy and overall quality of the Omake or art. In exchange for a 1000 XP, you may ask a direct question to Father which he would know in the universe. For example, you could ask what happened to The Interesting Twins from Underneath the Mountain, or things of that nature. Note, in asking that question, would only be within Father's ability to remember or know.
In addition, for particularly good Omakes, we may directly reward bonuses that can be used for plans in the future. We will be keeping track of them in a side document.
So, after a discussion with my team and friends, and a little bit of thinking it over myself, I found that I did not like how 'gamified' the way the current omake system operates. So, we've made some changes.
OMAKES/Fanart:
Omakes written will provide XP, which will be awarded depending on relevancy and overall quality of the Omake or art. In exchange for a 1000 XP, you may ask a direct question to Father which he would know in the universe. For example, you could ask what happened to The Interesting Twins from Underneath the Mountain, or things of that nature. Note, in asking that question, would only be within Father's ability to remember or know.
In addition, for particularly good Omakes, we may directly reward bonuses that can be used for plans in the future. We will be keeping track of them in a side document.
- Location
- Warsaw
@HellaCooltricks
How will players know how much XP and rewards they have? I'm assuming the omakes and art will be threadmarked while the rest will be put under informational.
How will players know how much XP and rewards they have? I'm assuming the omakes and art will be threadmarked while the rest will be put under informational.
- Location
- California, United States
@Ancient One 200 XP awarded
@Tlax 500 XP awarded
@nicholasm10 400 XP awarded
@Always Watching 300XP awarded
@weredrago2 -1 XP awarded
@Tlax 500 XP awarded
@nicholasm10 400 XP awarded
@Always Watching 300XP awarded
@weredrago2 -1 XP awarded
So what kind of show should Father make? A cooking show?
- Location
- USA
Who knows, maybe after we take over the air waves, Chris will appreciate being able to broadcast more adult themed shows without any of the normal restrictions.
We will be leaving the document open for Players to keep track and look at how much XP they have. And yes, we will be threadmarking them.
KnownParadox
Not a sphere
- Location
- Canada
Father Knows Best, advice from the desk of the owner of Adult Co, where we mean business, Serious Business.
weredrago2
"Cowabunga, Shadow the Hedgehog..."
- Location
- Florida
"Father Knows Best" was almost the name of this quest.
BlueWerewolf25
The Dreamer
- Location
- Wouldn't You Like To Know?
- Pronouns
- He/His/Him
@HellaCooltricks
Is it possible to hire either of the Wizards using our Occult action, and then use a normal Diplomacy Recruitment for Izzy? There seems to be some implication that both magic users and Izzy are all on a 'gone next turn' time limit.
Is it possible to hire either of the Wizards using our Occult action, and then use a normal Diplomacy Recruitment for Izzy? There seems to be some implication that both magic users and Izzy are all on a 'gone next turn' time limit.