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Knuckles' Theory of Voodoo.
A camera came on to reveal Knuckles hiding under a window sill, fiddling with what appeared to be a rag Tails doll with ropes around its arms, ankles and muzzle.
"Is it on?" Knuckles asked the camera man, a giant walking, talking pretzel with a red cameraman hat named George.
"Yep"
"Good. Hello I'm Knuckles the echidna. And welcome to anyone who will watch my SUPREME MASTER PIECE OF SUPREMEISHNESS when I finish it. Now today we will be doing an experiment to prove my theory of Voodoo magic. I shall not only prove my theory, but I will get myself an assistant. Hahahah." He held up the Tails doll, "I think you may be able to guess who it is, unless of course you're Sonic or Amy or Rouge or Shadow or Omega or Eggman or Cream or Tails or Espio or Vector or Charmy or Tikal or Chaos Zero, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 forms or Big. Especially Big. Or-." This continued for several hours and when he finally finished it was dark.
Knux sneaked over to the window and opened it as quietly possible, which involved much nose and the sound of breaking glass, accompanying Knuckles grunt of anger. He and the camera looked in to see Tails eating some biscuits while Sonic tried Tails' new machine, the Sonic tread mill, with his back to them.
Knuckles reached out slowly and plucked a hair from Tails' tails, "Ow!" Tails cried, surprised by having one of his tails yanker do delled. He turned around to see Knuckles rapping the strand of fur around one of the Tails doll's tails.
Suddenly Tails' arms and legs pressed to his sides and his muzzle snapped close.
Knuckles grinned like a insane monkey on drugs, smoking a big weed cigar, stuck in a delusional world like that Cadburys where every thing is chocolate and chocolate postman ate the chocolate dog's tail. "WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA. Now Tails, I command you to do A LITTLE GIG. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-"
Knuckles was interrupted by George taping him on the shoulder. "Um, boss? How can he do a gig with no music?" The camera pretzel asked the insane red echidna who had used knockout gas on Rouge and sold her as a slave to the government so he could pay George.
"Hmm." Hmmed Knuckles. "I know! We'll use this CD I'll pull out of no where and make Tails do a gig to that!" He said, pulling a CD out of no where. And for some strange reason he was wearing rubber gloves.
At that moment Sonic finally court up on what was going on. He jumped slow-mo style at Knuckles as the guardian approached the CD player. "NNNNNNOOOOOOOO." In slow-mo too. Knuckles turned and held out the CD case. Sonic saw what music it was, screamed like a 1-year old baby and scrambled to avoid it. He succeeded, but only by making him self bounce around the room smashing into any thing fragile and then bouncing into the side of the Cyclone and coming out the other side then again with the Tornado.
After George had tied Sonic to a rock and throw the rock (Sonic) into a large 6-feet thick cast iron garage bin, Knuckles put the CD in the CD player and put on large fuzzy ear muffs and turned the player on. On came... MICHEL JACKSON'S 70 & 80 HITS! OH NO! EEVVIILL!
So Knuckles ordered Tails to do a gig to the evil crap then turned to George and said "look at Tails! This is the greatest video IN THE WORLD EVER!" Then he stubbed his toe. "(#)$$$#&#&(&."
Unfortunately George heard none of this because of the large fluffy ear muffs he was wearing and saw none of this because he was filming Tails gig.
Finally they made it to Michel's new album and not even someone under Voodoo control can dance to that crap.
Knuckles proceed to making Tails write a large amount of graffiti on the remains of his work shop for 7 hours. Then he made Tails go in the girls' public toilets and fling poo at all the girls in there. That was repeated in all female and male toilets within 50-miles.
Once done the three of them -Knuckles, George and Voodooed Tails- returned to Tails work shop for Knuckles to finish this chapter I can't wait to finish, but since I can't be bothered to write that part I won't. Good Bye.
Oh, and no mean reviews. Bye bye.
Knuckles' Theory of Voodoo.
A camera came on to reveal Knuckles hiding under a window sill, fiddling with what appeared to be a rag Tails doll with ropes around its arms, ankles and muzzle.
"Is it on?" Knuckles asked the camera man, a giant walking, talking pretzel with a red cameraman hat named George.
"Yep"
"Good. Hello I'm Knuckles the echidna. And welcome to anyone who will watch my SUPREME MASTER PIECE OF SUPREMEISHNESS when I finish it. Now today we will be doing an experiment to prove my theory of Voodoo magic. I shall not only prove my theory, but I will get myself an assistant. Hahahah." He held up the Tails doll, "I think you may be able to guess who it is, unless of course you're Sonic or Amy or Rouge or Shadow or Omega or Eggman or Cream or Tails or Espio or Vector or Charmy or Tikal or Chaos Zero, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 forms or Big. Especially Big. Or-." This continued for several hours and when he finally finished it was dark.
Knux sneaked over to the window and opened it as quietly possible, which involved much nose and the sound of breaking glass, accompanying Knuckles grunt of anger. He and the camera looked in to see Tails eating some biscuits while Sonic tried Tails' new machine, the Sonic tread mill, with his back to them.
Knuckles reached out slowly and plucked a hair from Tails' tails, "Ow!" Tails cried, surprised by having one of his tails yanker do delled. He turned around to see Knuckles rapping the strand of fur around one of the Tails doll's tails.
Suddenly Tails' arms and legs pressed to his sides and his muzzle snapped close.
Knuckles grinned like a insane monkey on drugs, smoking a big weed cigar, stuck in a delusional world like that Cadburys where every thing is chocolate and chocolate postman ate the chocolate dog's tail. "WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA. Now Tails, I command you to do A LITTLE GIG. MUWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-"
Knuckles was interrupted by George taping him on the shoulder. "Um, boss? How can he do a gig with no music?" The camera pretzel asked the insane red echidna who had used knockout gas on Rouge and sold her as a slave to the government so he could pay George.
"Hmm." Hmmed Knuckles. "I know! We'll use this CD I'll pull out of no where and make Tails do a gig to that!" He said, pulling a CD out of no where. And for some strange reason he was wearing rubber gloves.
At that moment Sonic finally court up on what was going on. He jumped slow-mo style at Knuckles as the guardian approached the CD player. "NNNNNNOOOOOOOO." In slow-mo too. Knuckles turned and held out the CD case. Sonic saw what music it was, screamed like a 1-year old baby and scrambled to avoid it. He succeeded, but only by making him self bounce around the room smashing into any thing fragile and then bouncing into the side of the Cyclone and coming out the other side then again with the Tornado.
After George had tied Sonic to a rock and throw the rock (Sonic) into a large 6-feet thick cast iron garage bin, Knuckles put the CD in the CD player and put on large fuzzy ear muffs and turned the player on. On came... MICHEL JACKSON'S 70 & 80 HITS! OH NO! EEVVIILL!
So Knuckles ordered Tails to do a gig to the evil crap then turned to George and said "look at Tails! This is the greatest video IN THE WORLD EVER!" Then he stubbed his toe. "(#)$$$#&#&(&."
Unfortunately George heard none of this because of the large fluffy ear muffs he was wearing and saw none of this because he was filming Tails gig.
Finally they made it to Michel's new album and not even someone under Voodoo control can dance to that crap.
Knuckles proceed to making Tails write a large amount of graffiti on the remains of his work shop for 7 hours. Then he made Tails go in the girls' public toilets and fling poo at all the girls in there. That was repeated in all female and male toilets within 50-miles.
Once done the three of them -Knuckles, George and Voodooed Tails- returned to Tails work shop for Knuckles to finish this chapter I can't wait to finish, but since I can't be bothered to write that part I won't. Good Bye.
Oh, and no mean reviews. Bye bye.
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