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Track Eight: Dude, Where's My House Plant?

Indiana "Indy" Starry as Grizzly Slash

Vincent Barker as Volt Kraken

Ravin "Rave" DeMille as Rave Glow

Santo-bot as Tidal Whale

Marcus Norman as the Skiver

Shadow of the Awesome as Axle the Red

Elvont Lecarde as Dark Necrobat

Remington Everard Xerxes "REX" Barron as Mattrex and leader

((Late at night, in an unknown loft in New Boston, a man was watching the news on his unnecessarily large flat-screen television. The unhealthy radiation of the television glowed though the surrounding living room as the man sat on a black leather couch, watching the news. He was a young man dressed for success, sporting long brown hair and five-o'clock shadow.))

Television Reporter: Welcome to The Late Late Morning Show. I'm your host, Michael Williams. A couple of days ago, the Texan multimillionaire, Mr. M. Hunter, recently expanded his own Hunter National Bank here in New Boston. A brief history about Mr. Hunter: a British-born man who made his company after taking over Goliath National Bank from a Mr. Stinson at the young age of 20. 15 years later, his bank's everywhere in Texas. We luckily received an exclusive interview from Mr. Hunter after his acquisition.

Unknown Man/Mr. Hunter: Damn! Don't you Bostonians know it's tea time? (Both having a British accent)

Michael Williams: Larry, cut to commercial! I said COMMERCIAL!

(As the man slowly rose from his couch and walked towards a mini-cooler, he heard the noise of a fax being received. He looked at his computer and found out he'd just received 8 pieces of paper from an unknown source. He grabbed a tequila from the mini-cooler and grabbed the sheets to quickly glare at his new bounties.)

Unknown Man: Critical Mass, eh? Dead or Alive.

(The man quickly switched from his natural British accent to a stereotypical southern accent. He quickly drank the tequila in one gulp and satisfied, he glared at the leader of the group. A large shock of electricity blasted through the room, revealing hundreds of bounties, all with giant "x" marks across their faces.... most of them circled "dead" under the Dead of Alive insignia.)

 Unknown Man: What the crap was that?!

((A drunk driver accidentally rammed into a telephone pole, which wiped out all electricity in New Boston. That lasted for a couple of days. The electromagnetic signals near the tri-city area were cut and REX could not communicate with the Critical Masters. This was lucky for the group, as the newly-wanted posters were everywhere in New Boston. Cut to a couple of days later. The power is reconnected and the security around the city has significantly decreased. Early in the morning, at the Barron residence, our hero was studying for his final exam the following Monday.))

 REX: (In his mind) To study for these finals is quite a chore. With Critical Mass being wanted individiuals, our missions have reduced exponentially.

(As REX finishes his monologue, the cell phone in his jacket begins to ring. He reaches towards the jacket hung on a nearby chair and checks the caller ID: it's Tracii.)

 REX: Just my luck. (He accepts the call) Hello?

Tracii: Well, you're up early. I hope I didn't bother you, REX.

 REX: Not at all. To study is the least of my worries.

Tracii: Well, anyways, we have to assemble the team. A new mission just came up.

 REX: Can you not trust the others to work without my leadership for this one time?

Tracii: With a blood-thirsty kraken and... Axle, do you want to deal with any liabilities?

 REX: Perfect. I'm on my way.

((REX sneaks out of the house. He rolls up his sleeve to reveal a gadget on his arm resembling a watch, and presses the center of the gadget. In an instant, and as he transforms into Mattrex, REX is teleported to Lavender Castle... without waking up his parents, of course. When he arrives at the Castle, he sees both Tracii and Marcus in the briefing room.))

REX: I must say, Tracii, this watch is quite useful.

Tracii: You see, that way, you won't have to deal with traveling via spacecraft. Probably the only invention of the old Shining Firefly's that worked. Trust me, I just cleaned up all that trash and that room is spotless.

REX: So, what is this mission that inturupted my study?

Tracii: This is rather a strange mission. I found it while looking at the Maverick Hunters' mission database. A botanist sent them a letter a while ago and offered anyone to fulfill it.

Marcus: Blast it! I didn't know such a primitive mailing system still existed.

Tracii: Anyways, he was part of a project in the Amazon. Surprisingly, he said, and I quote: "A reploid colleague by the name of Shadow made a report that we never retrieved. It's been far too long overdue and due the Axle the Red Incident, it was never retrieved, as Maverick Hunter HQ has banned access to the area."

Marcus: Wait a minute. Shadow? That lazy ruffian that does nothing but listen to rock n' roll?

REX: It must be someone else. Call the others here, Tracii.

Tracii: Roger.

(Moments later, the following Reploids appear in order: Vincent, Santo-bot, Elvont, Indy and Rave.)

Rave: What time is it?

REX: It’s 6:30 in the morning.

Rave: What is this morning you speak of?

REX: ... Never mind.

Santo-bot: ¿Dónde está el Loco?

Vincent: You mean Shadow, I presume? That lazy bastard just stopped blaring music an hour ago.

Tracii: I'll call him.

REX: No, allow me.

((Scene switches to Axle's Room, revealing a rocker's paradise, full of guitars and posters of old rock bands. Shadow was sleeping in front of a computer with his speakers surrounding him, smoking with gas. Music was still blaring from a headset near the desk, though.))

Shadow: Zzz...Sowin' all your wild oats, In another's luxuries...

REX: (Via intercom) Shadow you freeloader! Get your ass down here or else I'll get you out of your room myself. Oh, and trust me, you don't want that.

Shadow: Wha? Oh crap! Wait a minute...

(As Shadow stands up from his computer chair, he summons a Twin Dream. A spitting image is created from Shadow himself.)

Axle: Lazy buffoon. Why can't you do your own mission?

Shadow: Shh... Sleepy. (Looks at time) At 6:30?! Fuck that! I'm sleeping. Besides, you like killing things, so just call it your day off.

Axle: Indeed, my bloodlust has been rising. But your friend is also correct: you are very lazy. Sloth deserves punishment.

((Axle creates a fairly large Spike Ball from his hand and crushes it on Shadow's face, knocking Shadow out. Then he walks into a capsule.))

Axle: Sweet dreams. Ha!

((A few seconds later, Axle is teleported to the briefing room.))

Elvont: Well, finally. That's what you get for not sleeping until 5.

Axle: Whatever, Batty. (Turns around to Tracii) So what's the mission today, mi'lady? (Pops out roses from Hammerspace)

Tracii: Zip it. You tried the flirting thing last week. Hell, even Rave got up before you.

Vincent: Shockingly, he did raise a point. What IS the mission, pray tell?

REX: Please look at the screen.

((Everyone looks at the enormous excuse for a computer monitor. It shows a letter sent from Dr. Steven Walsh and dated 2 weeks ago.))

REX: We need travel to the Amazon in order to receive from a laboratory a certain file.

Marcus: Apparently, the same Amazon where that bloody freeloader used to work.

Axle: I resent that comment. But I see you’re jealous of my intellectual achievements.

Marcus: Poppycock! I do not get jealous!

Indy: Yew sure looked red for a moment.

REX: Please settle your dispute later.

Tracii: This is interesting... The reward is 70,000 zenny.

Vincent: Seventy... thousand? Well then, let's go!

Elvont: Surprising that a file costs that much.

Vincent: So what? Money is waiting!

REX: Indeed. Let's head....

(Everyone stares at Axle with hate.)

Axle: What now?

Indy: You usually make a stupid remark.

Axle: Rather than wasting time, let's just teleport there.

Tracii: We can't. I can't teleport you anywhere inside the lab. You have to make like the Maverick Hunters and start from the outskirts of the Amazon.

Axle: Please step aside.

((Axle then pushes Tracii aside and begins typing at an extremely fast speed. Programs are constantly opening and closing as he hacks the Amazon's laboratory mainframe to pinpoint the laboratory.))

Axle: Rather than going through the stage like idiots, I made sure we end up teleporting near the files location. What about now, simpleton?

REX: Impressive.

Elvont: I thought I would never see the day.

Rave: Pinch me. Am I still asleep or did Ax just do something useful?

Marcus: How the… Wait, why didn’t you just get the file from the laboratory system?

Axle: Pinpointing and downloading are different. The files can only be downloaded manually though the worker’s computer in a .pdf. Anyhow, who cares about how "Shadow" did it? Let's start this mission already!

((The Critical Masters enter the capsules and are teleported into the abandoned laboratory. There they see rows of unused computers and plants that were dead due to the lack of sunlight. REX then walks towards a light switch so it could be easier to find the $70,000 file.))

Marcus: (Mumbling) Jealous over him...

REX: Do you know specifically where this file is located, Shadow?

Axle: We had over 200 employees working here. Each had their own computer. You know, we can go looting and sell these...

REX: Ignoring that last statement... So HOW, pray tell, shall we find this file?!

Axle: "I" used to work here!


((A few footsteps are heard as a couple of familiar voices are having a discussion. The voices belong to a blond Reploid in red armor and a second Reploid in blue armor.))

X: The eight intruders must be here somewhere. Zero, have you found them?

Zero: Look in front of you.

X: (He turns around to discover the Critical Masters and gasps in shock.) Critical Mass?!

Elvont: You rang?

Zero: No time to negotiate with the enemy.They're now wanted felons. We defeated them once already.

Rave: But I just joined a few days ago... :C

X: Beat them all at the same time? That's crazy tal-

(X is then quickly interrupted by a large crash from the ceiling. Pieces of plaster from the ceiling begin to crack as two Reploids fall and land on a laboratory desk: the nameless Reploids assigned to capture Axle the Red.)

X: You two look familiar... Aren't you Polizeiroids?

 Reploid 1: (As he stands up from the fall) That was before Axle the Red escaped, Mr. Commander X, sir. Chief took our badges.

Axle: Good day, Mr. Green and Mr. Yellow. I'd count Mr. Purple too but I believe he went to robot hell.

 Reploid 2: Why I...

X: (Coughs) It's now the Maverick Hunters' responsibility.

Zero: You really should stop talking. We have a mission to complete.

 Reploid 2: We also heard about the 70,000...

((A thump is heard from above the laboratory, and everyone looks above to find the source of the noise. The grinding of a chainsaw is heard as someone pierces a hole through the roof. A cowboy drops from the ceiling holding a strange chainsaw-shotgun contraption. He has five-o'clock shadow, long brown hair, red eyes, a cowboy hat with a metal centerpiece, a poncho, a belt with a number of weapons holsters and a buckle engraved the initials "MH", and metal-plated cowboy boots. He's smoking a cigarette and holding a near-empty whiskey bottle, and walks towards the Critical Masters staggering as he finishes the last bit of whiskey.))

REX: Another one?

Indy: Ah lahke his style tho.

Marcus: A ruffian from the South? Why, I wished I'd never again deal with such ignorant swine after a business meeting in Blackpool.

 ???: Lemme introduce mahself. Ah be tha sheriff 'round these parts.

Zero: Civilian. Please leave immediately.

 ???: Whah don'tcha shut the hell up 'r ya'll get a mouthful o' lead. Ah'm gonna deal with mah pic-a-nic basket. *Ahem* Critical Mass, y'all gonna be payin' for mah new flat-screen TV.

X: Is he drunk?

 Vincent (Noticing the initials on the buckle): "MH"? Wait, aren't you Maverick Hunter of Hunter National Bank?

Maverick: Damn straight ah am Launch Octopus, now how 'bout an ol'-fashioned streetfigh-

Vincent: Vincent Barker. American businessman. I'll let my people call your people... that is, after I retrieve that file.

{{The two ex-Polizeiroids end up looking for the file as Maverick Hunter is introducing himself, but to no avail. They decide it's best to leave the laboratory, and without causing any noise, they try crawling towards the entrance until they bump into someone's feet.))

Axle: Hello there. (Cracks knuckles) Didja want me?

 Reploid 1: It's Axle!

 Reploid 2: Get the Flame Cannons ready!

((They reach for their fire-based weapons, but they're already so close to Axle that he easily makes a Spike Ball, imprisoning the two in a personal hell. Axle kicks it towards the officials, hoping for the other Critical Masters to follow his lead.))

Axle: Critical Mass, roll out!

REX: Axle... we'll discuss this later.

((The officials move out of the path of the Spike Ball, but they're soon surrounded by a majority of the Critical Masters. Indy and REX are more distracted by Maverick Hunter.))

 Maverick Hunter: Yeehaw! A bear and a dino! Looks like we got a challenge, Mr. Blasty!

REX: Who- or what- the hell is Mr. Blasty?

 Maverick Hunter: Oh, looks like y'all need some interducin'. Lemme tell ya tho, she's a beaut!

((He shows them his chainsaw-shotgun. The morphed weapon doesn't seem to pose any real threat to Indy and REX, but Hunter pulls a piece of string to charge its motor.))

Maverick: Told y'all she's a beaut. Made 'er mahself.

Indy: What is it?

 Maverick Hunter: A chainsaw shotgun!

Indy: Woah dar. Ya'll crazy using a weapon like that in a fight, you'se drunk like a horse.

Maverick: You see, mah normal shotgun bullets don't work on you robotic freaks, so that's why ah made Mr. Blasty.

REX: How the hell would one reload such a weapon?!

Maverick: Who said anything about reloadin'?

((Maverick Hunter releases the trigger, and the chainsaw is released from the barrel and begins running. REX and Indy quickly dodge. The chainsaw stays connected to a razor-sharp wire as the two watch Maverick.))

Indy: That's it?

 Maverick Hunter: Nope, that jus' part o' it. Three... Two... One.

REX: (Realizing the sound of the motor is getting louder) Move it!

((REX pushes Indy away as the chainsaw returns and skins REX's tail. As the saw returns to the barrel, the motor stops instantly. Maverick smirks in the satisfaction that his newest creation is a threat to anything, metallic or organic.))

 Maverick Hunter: No such thing as "reloadin' "! Like them yo-yo's ah used to play with when ah was as a kid.

Indy: You's alright?

REX: Yes, but the crazed cowboy isn't. You see, he isn't a very smart man.

 Maverick Hunter: What was that? Ah don't want lip from you, my flaming dino-bounty.

((He pulls the string again and fires. As he aims for REX, he moves away and moves closer for a Body Crush as Indy prepares a Drill Arm. REX dashes towards Maverick, and Indy's arm morphs into a drill.))

 Maverick Hunter: That the best you can do? Rammin' like this is football?

((Maverick clicks on the trigger, and the chainsaw stops moving. He puts both hands on the shotgun and spins it around, tying Indy up and forcing him to move towards REX, receiving full ends of the Body Crush.))

Indy: Goddammit REX!

REX: My apologies. (After he stares at Indy, he notices something interesting and then looks at Maverick) You really are not a smart individual.

Maverick Hunter: Whatcha say? Wanna taste chainsaw, 'Zilla? (He tries to retrieve his chainsaw after stopping it but it didn't return. He looked at the wire and notices the string is still attached to a fallen Indy.) Oh crap.

REX: FAREWELL!!

((REX becomes engulfed in flames and dashes towards Maverick, who takes full hit from the Burner Drive. After walking away from the fried Hunter, REX unties Indy, noticing some hefty cuts from the sharp wire.))

Indy: That wire sure put some hurting to mah leg. That was some quick thinkin' there, REX. Damn I need sum new paint.

GRRRRRRRRRRR

((A weakened Maverick pulls the chainsaw back into the shotgun barrel. He fires again, and the two realize the blade is headed straight for their faces.))

REX: That isn't good.

Indy: DUCK!

((Meanwhile, the others are having a bit of an issue with the officials. The Critical Masters are weakened fairly quickly; Zero is hacking and slashing left and right, and using each of his many techniques to take on the five Reploids. On the other hand, a frightened X barely helps, shivering behind a nearby desk.))

Elvont: Impressive for the officials' best. And with such new attacks at your disposal.

Marcus: You would think the outdated Reploids wouldn’t have the gigabytes to remember our weaknesses.

Rave: Do we seriously need to fight? I mean, I have a sweet party to DJ to at First Street.

Vincent: With 70,000 at stake? You wouldn’t need to work as some disc jockey.

Rave: That's not the point, but...

((The two stop bickering when they notice that Santo-bot and Elvont are still having trouble against the two officials. As Rave and Vincent return to the fray, they notice that Elvont was just hit by a Meteor Rain as Santo was knocked backwards by Zero's Ensuizan. The weakened Elvont activates Dark Hold to freeze the two, though it comes with a price as a nearby Marcus is also frozen. The Hotaru Laser Rave fires while Dark Hold is in effect proves successful, as Zero is thrown back into a few computers. Then, a worried X runs back to Zero to see if he’s alright.))

Marcus: Bloody hell! What was tha-

((Interrupting Marcus, Santo gets up out of the wreckage around him and stands on top on one of the remaining desks as if on the top rope of a wrestling mat.))

Santo-bot: Using one's weaknesses in a fight? You disgrace esta batalla. Hurracanrana!

Zero: X, you better move.

((But he doesn’t move. Santo-bot jumps from the desk, wraps his legs around X’s neck and launches him to the ground.))

Rave: That's gotta hurt!

Vincent: Money is on the line, so get the crazed Jedi while the coward is on the ground!

Elvont: Wait just one moment.

Vincent: What now?

Elvont: Why the hell would two officials like Zero and X need 70,000 zenny?

Santo-bot: Good question.

Marcus: Interesting indeed…

X:((Just standing up from Santo-bot's Hurracanrana)) So that's why everyone was saying that number.

Zero: Hold on a minute. That's secret Maverick Hunter Headquarters information.

X: Not to mention, I think the mission was scrapped because our men couldn't find it.

Zero: The man still wants it. At least I can get some zenny.

X: That's unfair! The money should be going for a good cause, Mr. Monotone. I'll give it to a charity!

Marcus: Looks like someone started a marital dispute, old chap.

Vincent: Char…it…y. What is that word?

X: You vile scum are the reason why our world is so corrupt! We need to stop this fighting so we can have the utopia this world needs! ((Buster charging)) Evil deserves to be vanquished!

Zero: Hmm?

Marcus: Hit the deck!

((As X rants, he becomes more furious by the word. He begins stomping his feet and shooting everything in sight with his X-Buster. Computers are destroyed and plants are disintegrated in seconds. Everyone- including Zero- hides behind some old computer desks. X's endless volley of plasma shots ends as he tires out.))

Zero: You useless Reploid.

((So, Zero then dashes in front of Marcus and slashes him. The five all retaliate, beginning with Marcus using a Wing Spiral for the sake of revenge. While Zero's up in the air, Elvont catches him in a Death Grip, but only to trap him as Rave and Vincent launch Tail Beam and Volt Barrage respectively. As Zero falls, Santo uses a Goo Shaver followed by a clothesline to finish Zero off.))

Zero: *Heavy breathing* This didn't turn out as planned. X...

X: I'm on it.

((Actually helping, X continuously shoots uncharged plasma shots at the Critical Masters, not causing much damage.))

Zero: You're not helping.

X: I wanted to stop this madness!

Elvont: It's like watching a soap opera with these two.

Zero: Shut it.

X: Stop fighting!

Rave: Scramble, Critical Mass!

Santo-bot: "El Loco Nuevo" is a dangerous individual, ¿no es?

((A upset X fires plasma shots at Zero. The Critical Masters couldn’t watch.))

Zero: (As he’s dodging plasma shots) X, stop firing.

X: I want a utopia! Why can't we all be peaceful! (While firing bullets)

Vincent: Just kill the blondie already.

Zero: Not again. (Dashing towards X and grabbing him) We'll be back Critical Mass.

((X and Zero teleport away. As the five Critical Masters walk towards REX and Indy- not to mention a unconscious Maverick Hunter- they return to their original mission.))

REX: That crazed cowboy almost sliced us while he could catch us off-guard. How did you fare against the officials?

Elvont: It was an odd battle, that's for sure.

Santo-bot: Wait a moment. ¿No está el Loco con ustedes?

REX: I thought that he had accompanied you. Where IS that damned house plant?

Rave: Did Ax actually got caught by those reploids?

"Welcome to the Jungle"

Vincent: Well that gives you a hint.

"We gotSMASH! fun SMASH and games ((Offbeat))

Vincent: What the hell?!

((The group then runs to the source. At the other end of the room, which is full of destroyed metal and plants, is an open door with the name “Shadow” engraved on the doorway overhead. Through that door, the group stumbles upon an empty office with Axle smashing the computer. The destroyed pieces stopped playing "Welcome to the Jungle."))

Marcus: Oh, this makes up for what has occurred today.

REX: What the hell is wrong with you Shadow?!

Axle: Damn security system playing that infernal excuse for music.

Critical Mass ('cept Axle): ....

Elvont: Isn't that your favourite song?

Axle: Wouldn't you get annoyed by hearing that one song day in and day out? To answer your question, it's not my favourite.

Elvont: But what about the files?

Vincent: And the money?!

Axle: Taken care of. You want the copy I saved on this disc or the one I sent to Tracii?

Marcus: Eh? Who are you and what have you done with Shadow?

Axle: I guess no sleep makes "Shadow" a dull boy.

Indy: You been acting all odd ever since REX threatened you in tha mornin'. You someone in disguise?!

Axle: Relax. Besides, the mission is a success. Let's just get the hell out of here. (Looks outside the office) What the hell happened? I was going to sell all…

REX: Move along.

((They all teleport and return back to Lavender Castle. The group continues to examine Axle's odd presence, starting in the gameroom. Marcus and Vincent were watching Axle actually playing on an X-Box.))

Marcus: Oh dear! Shadow? Did I just break your beloved Sega Dreamcast? (Steps on the Dreamcast)

Axle: Hmm? Oh, well. Hey, this game "Halo" looks interesting. An armoured fighter using weapons to shoot alien midgets.

Vincent: Say what?!

Axle: For a piece of technology, you sure lack the appropriately up-to-date earpieces.

Vincent: You, my friend, are a dead man walking.

Axle: You see, I heard that because I’m built to perfection. How’d you like them apples Squiddy-Boy?

Vincent: That houseplant... ((Breaks the PS9 controller he's holding))

Marcus: Well blimey! Another one this week?!

((Meanwhile, Elvont and Shelly are enjoying some wine in peace at the top of the castle.))

Shelly: Say Elvont.

Elvont: Yes, sweetie?

Shelly: Did you notice anything strange about your friend Axle?

Elvont: I would hardly call him a friend, but how is he acting strangely?

Shelly: He hasn't been flirtatious like he usually is around me and Tracii.

Elvont: Well, REX would just throw him into the Iron Fist Room. He'd probably learn his lesson by now.

Shelly: Things are awfully quiet here. Weird, with those speakers everywhere, no rock music being played.

Elvont: Actually, Axle did do something similar during our mission. Why are you so curious about that plant all of a sudden? Let’s just ignore him and enjoy this time together.

((In the kitchen, an enraged Vincent and Marcus walk towards a human REX. REX, reading a book on the French Revolution, pauses to listen to their argument.))

Vincent: I've had it up to HERE with Shadow, REX! If you're not getting rid of him, I'll do so with pleasure.

REX: He isn't causing harm in the way that he usually does.

Marcus: Are you sure about that? That annoying houseplant should burn in hell. (Tries to calm down) Drinking all the tea and crumpets in this castle, and during high tea!

REX: And why is THAT a problem?!

Marcus: No one touches an Englishman’s tea! That's like cheering for Scotland in football!

Vincent: He's become less of a random punching bag I love to hate and more of a pain in the ass.

Marcus: He has yet to say the word "awesome" all day.

((Axle walks by, hammer inhand. BAM! Something falls to the ground. Moments later, he walks back out with a book in place of the hammer. Just then, Indy and Santo walk by, injured.))

REX: What happened to you two?

Indy: Shadow happened.

Marcus: I understand that your weakness is based on Axle's weaponry. But Santo as well?

Santo-bot: El Loco over there can be a crazy luchador. He got a chair from under the ring and attacked us chanting "ECW"!

REX: "ECW"...?

Indy: Some old wrastling company tha' used weapons and focused on hardcore vahlence. He does admahre things of the past.

Santo-bot: He even replaced the ropes with barbwire and put thumbtacks everywhere. Just throw him into the Iron Fist Room!

REX: Wait. What about Rave and Elvont?

Indy: She’s gone working at that DJ place of hers. And pretty boy's been havin' a pic-a-nic with his ladyfriend.

Vincent: Get rid of that pest already, oh “great” leader.

REX: ENOUGH ALREADY!! I'll do that, even though he hasn't done anything EXTREMELY insane!

 Vincent/Indy/Santo-bot/Marcus: What?!

REX: All right. It's more than clear he hasn't been acting as per usual, but this will shut him down.

Vincent: Finally. What made you change your mind?

REX: I'm bored and tired of studying history.

((REX walks by Axle while he was reading Catcher in the Rye.))

Axle: What now? Another mission?

REX: You've been harassing everyone.

Axle: Since when? Except for wrestling with Santo and Indy, I did jack squat. I didn't even play that godforsaken music.

REX: Godforsaken? GUNS N' ROSES, GODFORSAKEN?! WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH SHADOW?!

Axle: You too? Can't I read in peace?

REX: Wait a minute... That book looks familiar...

Axle: Yeah, broke your door to get to it. Care to move away? You're blocking my light.

Marcus: Like Vincent said, "He's a dead man."

Indy: Indeed. I'mma makin' popcorn.

REX: You entered MY room?!

Axle: Yeah... Seems I'm repeating myself a lot today. You deaf like Vincent, making me repeat myself? Just zip it and let me read in peace.

Angry REX is angry.

REX: YOU'LL REST IN PIECES AFTER I'M DONE WITH YOU!!

((He transforms into Mattrex, grabs Axle by the head, walks down the long hallway and throws Axle into the Iron Fist Room.))

Vincent: Burn in hell, Shadow.

HA!

REX: What the hell? He's ENJOYING it?!

Axle: My time in this world is over. Bye now! Hahaha!

Vincent: He's bluffing. Must have burrowed a hole out of there during one of his multiple visits in that room (like the pathetic worm he is).

Santo-bot: Only one way para saber...

((They kick the door open. Only a Spike Rope remains on the ground in flames. There aren’t even any ashes in the room to show that Axle indeed burned in there.))

Indy: Did he kick the bucket?

REX: Maybe I truly went too far... No, he'll reappear. Now, I have an exam for which to study.

((Two days later, Rave and REX are in the living room acting casually, as if Axle was never a member of Critical Mass. It was quiet....too quiet.))

REX: I'm finished with my exam. Have there been any signs of Shadow?

Rave: None. Maybe he really did kick the bucket. Why’d you kill Ax? This place is boring now.

REX: Speak for yourself.

Rave: By the way, what happened to the money we got from the science man?

REX: Tracii and Mr. Barker handle the finances.

((Meanwhile, outside Lavender Castle, two familiar ex-Polizeiroids sneak up to the outer wall of the Castle.))

 Reploid 1: This didn't work last time.

 Reploid 2: He's a fan of their work. I just checked Wikipedia to find more information about them. That song he sang when we first encountered him was "Welcome to the Jungle". Well, I found it online. So let's blast it.

((Song plays.))

REX: "We've got fun and games."

Rave: That means Ax’s outside!

REX: "We've got everything you want." Oh, he will feel regret THIS TIME!!

((So REX and Rave go outside. Much to their surprise... it isn’t the person any of them were looking for.))

 REX/Rave/Reploids: You're not Axle!

"Honey we know the names"

 Reploid 1: Turn that speaker off.

 Reploid 2: It is.

 Reploid 1: That means...

???: Shadow used: Rollout!

((Shadow throws a Spike Ball towards the two Reploids, and they fall out of Lavender Castle.))

Shadow: *Yawn* Good morning Remmy. So how was that mission?

Rave: Yay! Ax’s back. But...How? You were gone!

Shadow: For how long?

Rave: Two days! Where WERE you?!

Shadow: Did you check my room? I had an awesome nap.

REX: Explain this to me, Shadow. Who WAS that in the mission? Was that you, or was that an impostor?

Shadow: Me, technically. Twin Dream is your friend.

REX: Why you...

Shadow: THE END! I SAID THE END ALREADY! PLEASE STOP THE EPILOGUE! Oh yeah, you need that remote....

Rave: We’ll leave the rest to your imagination. ((Points the remote to the fourth wall and turns the power off))

((Interception Cut))

((Injured Maverick Hunter is in his loft again, drinking some hard liquor.))

Maverick: Next time, Critical Mass. NEXT TIME!

Lyrics written by DarkMegamanX

Most sprites ripped from Mega Man X5

Volt Kraken sprite edit created by REX Barron

Emoticon sprites created by REX Barron

Dark Necrobat sprite edit created by Regulus

Tracii sprite created by Zymeth

Rave Glow sprite edit created by Elec

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