[GORE-ILLA]

OoC: This is a fanfic started by myself, meant to be a retelling of the original VGF Member OG, made all nifty and story based. Despite the original's success, it still had plenty of need of improvement, especially in the coherancy department. This remake will have a lot of things expanded upon which I couldn't touch upon in the sprite comic, and I hope that after this I can move onto the other OGs. Note that since this is a fanfic, I'll be doing most of the writing, but others may volunteer to write parts or submit suggestions. Enjoy!

VGF Member OG Special Edition:
Chapter One: “Stolen Cheesecake” by GORE-ILLA, based on chapters written by Yami Yoshi, Sir Lupus the Turk, GORE-ILLA, Fusion, BSD, Introbulus, and SwordMaster.

Scene One: Yami Yoshi has a crisis.

The teenage yoshi sighed aloud as he sat slumped into a large armchair. The television fizzled before him. Nothing good was on as usual, and checking his watch, he realized there were still a few hours until the Simpsons came on. He looked like most yoshis, with the big nose, saddle-like back and white stripe running down from his cheeks to his stubby tail. His arms were skinny and pretty weak compared to his powerful legs. He had black skin and eyes, wore blue sneakers, and had an odd, egg-shaped ornament hanging from his neck. He had jokingly called the golden egg with silver spots the "Millennium Egg" after another of his favorite shows, Yu-Gi-Oh. By pure coincidence, this dinosaur was named "Yami Yoshi", very similar to the name of one of the anime's characters.

"Man, I'm hungry! I think I'll raid the fridge." Yami Yoshi climbed to his feet and began slowly walking towards the kitchen of his egg-shaped house. As you might have guessed, he is an inhabitant of Yoshi's Island, located off the coast of Japan (at least in this series.)

There was another special thing about this yoshi. He was a Moderator, one of the few selected to guard the secrets of the Boards, which archive famous battles, contests, adventures, and parties of the past. This particular "Mod" was in charge of Ongoing Stories - or OGs as they were often called. The OGs documented historical adventures, including the tales of the legendary Party Goers whom, sadly, have mysteriously disappeared and with them went many recollections of their quests.

Yami entered the kitchen, which lay in shambles - more so then usual. Bowls and cookbooks covered the floor, and several of his koopa shells lay shattered on the floor. Wondering what had happened, he rushed to the fridge and opened the door. It wasn't there.

Sure, there were eggs, juice, soda, iced tea, lemonade, and various types of food there. But only It was missing. The yoshi panicked. "What? I-it can't be... SOMEONE STOLE MY CHEESECAKE!!!!" He quickly slammed the door shut and inspected the handle with a magnifying glass. He had studied fingerprints of dangerous villains or SPAMmers as the Mods had called them. It was because of this that Yami immediately identified the thief. "I knew it! It's Lupus!" he yelled.

"What?" asked a voice coming from behind Yami. He spun around and found himself facing Lupus himself. He was tall and appeared to be a human between seventeen and twenty-one years old. He wore baggy clothes and had short, green, spiky hair. He was one of the three infamous commanders of the TWIFATIT organization - a crime syndicate set on converting the world to Sheitism and proving that the world is, in fact, flat. A sack was hanging over his shoulder and he was already hanging halfway out Yami Yoshi's window.

“You stole my cheesecake,” Yami explained, “But you're not in this scene. I'm supposed to say your name, then the scene changes to your evil mountain lair of clichéd doom.”

Lupus nodded, “Right,” as he leaped out the window and ran into the distance.

Yami Yoshi yelled out, “Somebody should do something!” A long silence followed. Yami then sat down and began playing Advance Wars on his Game Boy Advance.

Scene Two: Enter the Villain.

The EVIL Mountain Lair of Clichéd Doom, an insane looking fortress sitting atop a monstrous mountain, overlooked a great forest. A man was currently dashing up the long mountain trail. The castle was filled with endless halls and corridors. Hidden somewhere in the base was the main command deck.

The walls were decorated with paintings of famous dictators and random celebrities. A large, expensive throne was located in the center of the room. Sitting in the throne was a turtle-like figure. A koopa troopa to be more precise. He had a red shell, hooked bill, and black eyes. He spoke in a deep, booming voice, “Where is he? He’s half an hour late!”

Lupus suddenly dashed into the room, still holding the sack and panting for air. “Ski lift’s out,” he spoke between his deep breaths.

The koopa immediately hopped off the luxurious throne and bowed to his boss. He spoke in a nervous voice, “H-how are you, Sir Lupus the Turk? I cleaned your clichéd throne, sire.”

“Good, Koopa. Now fix those ski lifts!” Koopa nodded and began to walk towards the exit while Lupus suddenly pulled a cheesecake out of his sack, held it above his head, and burst out, “YAMI YOSHI'S CHEESECAKE IS ALL MINE! MINE!! SOON I CAN BEGIN MY ULTIMATE EVIL PLOT SO FAR... TO MAKE THE WORLD CONVERT INTO SHEITISM!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Koopa asked, “And a cheesecake is going to help you do that how?”

Lupus replied, “It’s not.” There was a long pause. Lupus then yelled, “Ski lift's calling!”

“Right,” Koopa acknowledged as he rushed outside.

Scene 3: A Mad Lot of Foreshadowing.

But little did Yami Yoshi know that during that moment in time, five other warriors were destined to meet with him, and change his formerly simple life forever. The powerful gorilla, the master of metal, the “perfect” fighter, the newbie hybrid, and the noble swordsman…

Scene 4: GORE-ILLA’s Construction.

EVIL Scientist Dude laughed maniacally in his laboratory. He was tall, with crazy hair, goggles, and your usual mad scientist getup. The lab was part of a TWIFATIT-owned village in the shadow of Lupus’s mountain lair, inhabited mostly by the Turk’s gorilla slave army. “It is complete at last! My ultimate creation!” he yelled, just before he bent over and pulled a tray of Ellio’s Pizza out of the oven. “I think I should check on the other experiment,” he said as he turned to a table in the middle of the room.

Lying strapped to the middle of the room was a large gorilla with dark-brown fur. However, his right arm, left leg, and the left half of his face were completely mechanized with a blank black eye. He was asleep at the moment, with a memory download wire plugged into his mechanical ear.

EVIL Scientist declared, “At least he is complete! I will call him… GORE-ILLA!!!” The scientist then unplugged the memory download wire. GORE-ILLA’s mechanical left eye glowed red as the bright sun.

GORE scoured his database for memories of who he was, in backwards order. Violently attacked by the giant rubber duckie – being assigned to clean the rubber duck stables by Gorilla Number 508 – 508 bearing a distinct grudge against him – falling in love with 508’s sister – waking up one morning in a slave camp – and nothing more.

That accounted only for the past two or three years, yet GORE estimated himself to be about thirty years old. Where were the other memories of his past? It was then he noticed the maniacal scientist standing before him. The muscular gorilla grunted as he leapt from to the floor, lifted the table above his head, and flung it across the room. It flew right over Scientist Dude’s head and shattered into pieces upon hitting the wall. GORE-ILLA then tore his way through the lab as the professor took cover behind collapsed machinery until the giant ape leapt out the window.

EVIL Scientist strolled casually through his ruined lab and reached for the pepper.

Scene Five: A God-Modder is born.

“You’ve gone too far, Giovanni. I will not do this,” said the figure angrily. He was tall, covered completely with gold armor and wearing a black cape.

“Oh no Fusion, you must. I order you to assassinate Yami Yoshi or die. I created you, and you will obey my orders!” spoke Giovanni, black-haired leader of Team Rocket garbed in a black tuxedo.

The golden-armored figure, now identified as Fusion, spoke in disgust. “That’s it! I’ve had enough of you, Giovanni! I quit!” He then immediately flew through the roof of the Team Rocket headquarters and took off into the sunset.

Giovanni stared through the gaping hole in the wall as Fusion escaped and cursed under his breath. But he knew where Fusion was going, and he was also not going to except another ‘Mewtwo Incident’. He ordered to a Rocket Grunt standing guard near the door, “Soldier, deploy the army… to Yoshi Island.

Scene Six: Introbulus for Hire.

Deep in space:

The blonde-haired man scoffed as he held the device, which was handheld and bore a striking resemblance to an old Game & Watch machine. He pressed a button on the machine, which buzzed, “Good morning, Introbulus. Your mission today is directly from headquarters. You must help a group of heroes in the war against the TWIFATIT crime syndicate. Thank you.”

The man now identified as Introbulus quickly tossed on some silver armor concealing all his body but his head and donned a black cape. He then turned around to see a red cloak seemingly floating behind him. No visible body could be seen beneath the cloak, with the exception of two glowing evil eyes.

Introbulus spoke, “C’mon, Jim! We’ve got a mission straight from HQ!”

Jim the floating evil cloak said, “Alright, but I’m driving this time. And make sure you go before we leave!” as he followed Introbulus through the shambled room to a docking bay where a station wagon was parked. A black portal opened before them at Jim’s command, and the duo dashed through it.

Scene Seven: Dragoshi appears. Meh. Beh. Meh.

In Tokyo, Japan, loud footsteps echoed throughout the vast city. Hundreds of troops marched through the streets, waving a flag bearing the infamous TWIFATIT insignia – an emblem of a flat earth. However, they found their path blocked by one creature. Like Yami Yoshi, he was a black yoshi. But unlike Yami, he had long claws, messy brown hair, and a large pair of purple wings. A sheath was strapped to one of his wings. He was known as Black Skull Dragoshi. Dragoshi reached into his sheath and drew his multicolored Rainbow Sword.

Dragoshi roared loudly as he rushed into the crowd, swinging his sword around threateningly. He hacked, slashed, clawed, and bit his way through the platoon. But he began to tire after the first five or so soldiers.

Panting for breath, Black Skull Dragoshi was forced to retreat, flapping his wings at full speed to escape the troop.

Scene Eight: The Defender of Cheesecake

A man lies asleep in his bed; a legendary sword lay next to his bed. His moppy brown hair was visible, as well as a large amount of food scattered across his bed. He sat up in bed and turned on the television. The news reporter stated conveniently, “In other news, Lupus has apparently kidnapped Yami Yoshi's cheesecake and has been held it hostage for the past 3 days!”

The man leaped up from the bed in the one-room bachelor pad in shock and announced, “WHAT!!?? I must punish him for this atrocity! For I am.....” He quickly unsheathed the sword and held it above his head, wearing only his light blue pajamas with bunny slippers as he yelled, “SwordMaster, Defender of Cheesecake!!!” A small fanfare played in the background.

SwordMaster immediately dashed outside, and then realized that he was still wearing his pajamas. He ran back inside, and then came back out in dark blue armor with a matching cape before he noticed that he had absolutely no idea where Lupus was. So he simply ran into the forest, screeching Xena-style.

To Be Continued in Chapter Two: “Escape From Yoshi Island!”

[ July 17, 2004, 05:58 PM: Message edited by: GORE-ILLA and Saru: Monkey Fighters ]