OoC: Welcome to the first (and hopefully not last) VGF Member OG spin-off! Please refrain from pointless or retarded posts. And godmodders are strictly prohibited (with the exception of main villains) And in case you're wondering, this OG i set one year after the events of VGF Member OG 4.

The small town was heavy with snow. GORE-ILLA waded thrugh the deep blankets, protected from the terrible cold by his Jedi powers combined with his cloak. Even in the great blizzard, som people were singing carols and collecting money. However, GORE-ILLA knew nothing about this planet's culture or religion, and had not bothered to ask. A shivering man with a long grey beard wrinkled with snow, dressed in brown rags rushed up to GORE.

Old Man: Sir, please.... some money for the poor?

GORE: (stops for a moment, pulls some money out of his pocket and tosses ut to the old man.) Go buy yourself a nice coat.

Old Man: Thank you sir, thank you! Take this and God blss you!

*The old man handed GORE a big black boo labeled "The Bible". He smiled and stuffed it in his coak's large inner chest pocket, having grown quite fond of good literature. GORE turned to thank the man, but saw that he was gone.*

GORE: That's odd. Probably sprinted to the nearest clothes store.

*GORE continues walking through the town until he reaches the evergreen forest on its outskirts. He walks up to a hidden alcove where the monkey-shaped shuttle, known as the Flying Monkey, is located. GORE enters via a ramp and walks up to his small plot device servant, PL-0TT.*

PL-0TT: Greetings, Master GORE.

GORE: Hey, PL. Any messages?

PL-0TT: There is one from Yami Yoshi. He requests that you come to his house for the "holidays".

GORE: Alright, then! PL - set course for Yoshi Island!

PL: As you wish, Master GORE.

*The Flying Monkey slowly ascends into the air and slowly bgins flying towards Yoshi Island, unaware of a mysterious jet staulking them in the distance....*

(Meanwhile, about 1,000 miles away and falling...)

Jim: "We all live in a yellow submarine..."

Introbulus: Hey look! It's snowing over there on that planet!

Jim: How can you tell when we're in space?

Introbulus: ...Don't point out plot holes.

Jim: Oh alright. So, is that our destination?

Introbulus: Yup, Yamshi* invited us over for the holidays, and I figured we should check up on them. Especially since we haven't been posting in the OG's recently.

Jim: NOW who's pointing out plot holes?

Introbulus: Well I...ARRRGH!!!

Jim: Hehehe...I love it when you suffer...

Computer: Now approaching Earth, please fasten your seatbelts and put all trays into an upright and to the left position. Thank you.

Jim: We really need to get rid of that computer.

Introbulus: I don't even know why we have it in the first place!

*Introbulus is just making up nicknames here.

*Introbulus's ship begins descending through the atmosphere.*

Jim: Introbulus, does the radar detect any Earth ships in our path?

Introbulus: Of course not! Radar's blank as... hmmm... not good with analogies, but you know what I mean!

Jim: (leans over Intro's shoulder) You fool, you don'teven have it turned on!

Introbulus: Oh yeah, I needed an extra outlet to plug in my GameCube!

Jim: You fool! (unplugs GameCube and plugs in the radar. It immediately begins blinking like mad as a monkey-shaped bleep appears dangerously close to thecenter of the screen. Red alarms begin flashing)

Introbulus: Hey! And I was winning the Special Cup, too!

Jim: No time for that, we're about to crash!

*Back in the Flying Monkey*

PL: Sir, I my sensors detect a ship approaching at great velocity.

GORE: (playing GBA in the co-pilot's seat) What? Quick, dodge it or something! I'm up to the World 8 Fortress!

PL: Sir, there's no possible countercourse that could cause us to dodge the incoming spaceship. In fact, judging by the logo I would have to conclude that this spaceship belongs to none other then In-

GORE: (looks up through sunroof) AHHHHHHHHH AND I WAS SO CLOSE TO BOOMER!!!

*KABOOM!!*

*The mysterious jet sweves to the side as the ships collide. It flies straight towards the debris*

*Even though he dosn't Exist in the normal VGFMOG, #7 decides to come in his ship, The Kewl Thing*

???:We're entering the atmoshere, #7.

#7: Good. Set course For YY's House.

*Warning!**warning!*

#7:*Sigh* Not a Crash Course, ???.

???:Sorry, Sir.

#7:Hey! Whats that Debris! That Looks like GORE's Ship!

???: I'll Check it out.

Introbulus: What'd we crash into?

Jim: The Flying Monkey.

Introbulus: How can you tell?

Jim: (Points at Gore-Illa)

Introbulus: Oh, hi Gore!

(The Station wagon is jammed into Gore's Ship, half-inside, half-out.)

Jim: Sorry about that. Happens all the time.

*The Flying Monkrey crashes into the evergreen forest and erups in fire. Intro and Jim retreat to the bridgeof the Flying Monkey as the forest becomes a swirling inferno. The "Kewl Thing" descends and lands on the outskirts of the forest. ??? steps out and dashes into the forest until his path is blocked by the fire. He cicles the large circle of flames in hopes of finding a clear way through. Elsewhere, in the middle of the inferno, the others ponder their escape.*

Introbulus: I've got it! I could just use my metal control to tear this thing apart and free us.

GORE: We already though of that, but unless you have control over fire too, we'll be stranded here WHILE burning to death.

PL: Sir, I believe I have many functions that can assisst you and your comrades in your quest to discover a safe road out of this wreckag-

GORE: No no, PL. We need to have a cool and dramatic escape. You know how I hate using you to "cheat" at the story.

Jim: Yeah, at least Intro and PL can fix this mess up later.

*The jet swoops through the smoke and then flies in a circle above the flames. Its pilot has a helmet concealing hisfacial features and speaks into a comlink in his left hand.*

Pilot: Master, it appears that two of the targets have crashed into each other. Yes, they're that stupid. Should I pull back, sir?

*Before the leader on the other side of the line could answer, one flme sprked up and stroke the jet's engine. It fell out of the sky, through th flames, and through the hull of the Flying Monkey. The cockpit opened and the pilot tumbled out, droping his helmet and revealing his true identity...*

GreatLuigi: Hello, "friends". Did you miss me and the Devil's Scepter?

*GORE, Intro, and Jim get into fighting stance while PL watches from the sidelines.*

#7:Great. Lets Find a away to put out these flames.

???: How?

#7: Like This.

*#7 Heads back to the "Kewl Thing" And goes to the storage area. He comes out with a Large Fan.*

???:O_O

*#7 turns the Fan on, and blows the flames out.*

???:Convenient.

#7: Yeah. Lets Go.

*Later*

???:There's Gore!

Meanwhile...

Green: I am green, the mechanic expert, and I do good with using the weapons I make, too!

Yellow: I am Yellow! I like to use my fists to do the talking!

Black: I am black! I can sneek on anyone from the dark,and attack with my double swords!

Blue: I am Blue! If you want me to operate a truck,tank,spaceship,anything! I can garuntee that I'll use that and make use of the firepower,as long as it has firepower!

Gamechamp: And I am Red! The leader of the Robot team! Just call me Gamechamp!

All:And we are the robot team!!!

Yellow: Boss, why did we do that right NOW?

Gamechamp: I don't know...

The Robot Team is trying to collect money for "charity".

Black: Hey, Red, whatever happened to that treasure we got back in that mountain.

Gamechamp: The seamonkeys stole it, remember?

Black: Oh, yeah!

Green: So, how's our collection going on so far?

Gamechamp: Let's see... we have a packet of gum, a box of hankerchiefs, a sweater, and a candy wrapper. DON'T PEOPLE KNOW THAT WE NEED MONEY?!?!?!?!

Blue: But, boss! This sweater is cool! See the design.

Gamechamp: I don't care! And ifI don't get any money in the next 5 seconds, this city is going bye-bye!!!!!

An old man comes over and drops a penny in thier jar.

Gamechamp:... old people always spoil the fun...

Yellow: Hey! A bunch of smoke in a forest! And according to the WHATSGOINGONINATOR, it says that GreatLuigi is attacking Gore, Introbulus, and Jim.

Gamechamp: Really?... Blue, let's do it...

Blue: Yay! Hazzaa! Happy day! Wahoo! Yippey yippey yay! Horay!

Gamechamp bonks him on the head. Blue takes out a remote control with a button. He presses a button, and 5 motorcycles come that are the colors of the Robot Team, and they jump on to head for the forest.

Gamechamp: It's time to get in our first real fight since... what? The 3rd og? Oh, well! Those OGers shall die!

*The Robot Team drives into the forest on their color-coded motorcycles, until...*

Black: Boss! I see the Flying Monkey in the distance!

Yellow: Looks like it's still on fire, although the forest fire was puut out!

GameChamp: It matters not, as long as the OGers die I'm happy!

Green: Hey, shouldn't you be thanking them for helping us TWICE even after we tried to kill them?

GameChamp: ....Quit changing the subject!

*The Robot Team park their cycles and begin walking towards the ship when they are intercepted by 7 and ???.*

Blue: Who the @#%$ are you?

*A figure dashes past the Robot Team, 7, and ???. then leaps through a gap in the fire. Back in the Flying Monkey, GORE prepares his lightsaber while Introbulkus shapes a piece of metal into a sword and Jim begins muttering an incantation.*

GreatLuigi: Are you ready to draw swords in combat once again? I apologize that my cliche sidekick Fred cannot make, as today he is his appointment with his therapist.

Intobulus: Alright, let's get this over with!

*GORE and Introbulus leap and GreatLuigi with their weapons and wildly slashed at the cliche villain, who had obviously improved since their last encounter. His attacks were more vicious and forced the two warriors into the defensive. The light warriors were able, however, to exchange whispers between the parries and slowly planned a counterattack. Intro backed off while GORE went one-on-one with the tyrant in a diversionary tactic. Jim then fired a flame jet which knocked GL into the wall. Introbulus began to control the metal wall and twist it around GL. Suddenly, a figure leapt through the hole in the top of the ship. The figure grabs GORE, Intro, and Jim in its arms, then jumps out and runs through the forest pass the Robot Team's feud, deep into the forest.*

GORE: Who are you?

Introbulus: Let us go, we almost captured one of the TWIFATIT agents!

Jim: Stop!

Figure: But I just saved you from the fire!

*The figure drops the trio on the floor. They look up and see the figure. He- or rather She had long yellow hair that spread down to her shoulders, yellow eyes, a red sweater, and a pair of baggy blue jeans.*

Figure: I am Chizu, defender of this forest! And I must make sure that this fire is extinguished!

GORE: I don't think you'll have to worry about it.

*As GORE explains his quest to Chizu, the remains of the fire disappears, then the Flying monkey and Volkswagon are restored to perfect shape from PL-0TT. The destroyed trees then regrow as PL approaches.*

Chizu: I see! The trees are back again! Is that your plot device?

GORE: Yes. PL, what happened with GreatLuigi?

PL: He disappeared in a classic cliche villain manner.

Chizu: I'm sorry, if I knew before-

Intro: Wait, was that GameChamp's Robot Team we passed a while back?

Jim: I think it was! But who were those two weirdos with him?

???: Huh? Whos the Robot Team?

#7: I think he's refering to the five dudes beside us.

GC: Roll Call!

Green: I am green, the mechanic expert, and I do good with using the weapons I make, too!

Yellow: I am Yellow! I like to use my fists to do the talking!

Black: I am black! I can sneek on anyone from the dark,and attack with my double swords!

Blue: I am Blue! If you want me to operate a truck,tank,spaceship,anything! I can garuntee that I'll use that and make use of the firepower,as long as it has firepower!

???2: I am Bob Saget! I am not a member of The- *Die*

Gamechamp: And I am Red! The leader of the Robot team! Just call me Gamechamp!

All 5:And we are the robot team!!!

#7: Eh?

???

Jim: But who Are the Other Guys?

'TroBulus: Chimey Sweepers!

Jim:...

#7: Not a Member of These Weridos.

GC: Heh! Were the EVIL Robot Team!

#7: WARNING. EVIL Found. Must Terminate. *Blast*

GC: AAAIIIEEEE! Attack!

???: *Hide*

???: Huh? Whos the Robot Team?

#7: I think he's refering to the five dudes beside us.

GC: Roll Call!

Green: I am green, the mechanic expert, and I do good with using the weapons I make, too!

Yellow: I am Yellow! I like to use my fists to do the talking!

Black: I am black! I can sneek on anyone from the dark,and attack with my double swords!

Blue: I am Blue! If you want me to operate a truck,tank,spaceship,anything! I can garuntee that I'll use that and make use of the firepower,as long as it has firepower!

???2: I am Bob Saget! I am not a member of The- *Die*

Gamechamp: And I am Red! The leader of the Robot team! Just call me Gamechamp!

All 5:And we are the robot team!!!

#7: Eh?

???

Jim: But who Are the Other Guys?

'TroBulus: Chimey Sweepers!

Jim:...

#7: Not a Member of These Weridos.

GC: Heh! Were the EVIL Robot Team!

#7: WARNING. EVIL Found. Must Terminate. *Blast*

GC: AAAIIIEEEE! Attack!

???: *Hide*

Gamechamp jumps out of the way of the blast, then shoots randomly.

Gamechamp: You shall DIE!!!!!

He stops, and sees the rest of the team have many burn marks.

Green: Ouch...

Gamechamp: Oops... now, anyway, time to destroy- what the? Where is he?

#7 sneaks up behind Black.

Black: Hello there. Nice try sneaking up on somebody made for stealth.

He turns around and slashes #7, then jumps back to the rest of the team.

Green: Now, for something special...

He takes out a laser cannon.

Green: This'll take care of you!

He begins shooting wildly at #7, who is barely dodging all of the shots. He jumps in the sky, but Green can't adjust it to point at that angle.

Green: Maybe it would have been betterto make it a small pistol...

The Robot Team runs as #7 swipes down, barely missing them as they dodge out of the way.

Gamechamp: This is just getting repetitive... now, let's do something better... I've been wanting to use this...

He takes out a gem.

Gamechamp: Hehehe... this think surely has SOME juice in it left...

He is charged with magical energy.

Gamechamp: Say hello to your doom!

He suddenly disappears, then reappears floating over #7. He goes down and starts repeatedly kicking #7 into the ground.

#7: Gwaaaaaa!!!!!

Gamechamp stops.

Gamechamp: Okay, we don't want you, we want the OGers. We'll let you live... for now...

He releases the magic energy.

#7: Warning. Target Idetfied as level 7 EVIL. Sprit Calling Activated.

*Soon The 1.1 team appear, From the sky in the Same Fashion as usaullal. 'Cept this time there soild*

Other YY: AttAck!

Cyborg #1(Other GORE): RRRRAAAAGGGHHHHH!

Isis: *chanting Spell*

Legion: * Creates Sword*

GC: YIP! You fools! I have Sephtino!

Isis: *Finishs Spell*

*Sephtino's Jewel Turns Black And Heavy.*

#7: Ha! Your Jewel Has Been Disspelled! Attack!

*Yami Yoshi stands out on the beach of Yoshi's Island awaiting his guests*

Yami Yoshi: Sheesh, what's taking everyone so long? I want to open my presents now!

*Yami Yoshi walks back into his house and into the dining room where all his presents are piled up at the foot of a plastic pine tree. Yami Yoshi reaches out and grabs a present when another black Yoshi hand grabs it*

Pharaoh: What do you think you're doing?!

Yami Yoshi: *sweatdrop* Er...just...rearranging my presents...

Pharaoh: Don't even try to pull that crap with me. We have to wait for the other OGers to arrive with their presents!

Yami Yoshi: They were supposed to be here 2 hours ago!

Pharaoh: ...fine...I guess you can open ONE.

Yami Yoshi: *muttering* What are you my mother...

*Yami Yoshi picks up a large green package with a scarlet envelope attached to the top labeled in golden letters "From: Santa Claus"*

Yami Yoshi: I'll open this present from Santy Claus...

Pharaoh: ...you're 15 and you STILL believe in Santa Claus?

Yami Yoshi: SHUT UP!!! SANTA CLAUS IS REAL!!! I SAW HIM AT THE MALL!!!

*Yami Yoshi starts ripping off the wrapping paper*

Yami Yoshi: *crosses fingers* Please be cheesecake. Please be cheesecake. Please be cheesecake.

*Yami Yoshi rips off the last bit of wrapping paper and opens the package...*

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