| Important: This is part 2 of the story - it had to be split because of a length limit. If you have not yet done so, check out the first part here! |
Elsewhere...
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 | | We're on our way! Surround him and make sure he doesn't come up with any last second ideas... | |
Yet elsewhere...
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 | | Hah! Them winning?
Not on my watch... come on in...
...and taste the power of a Supreme Oracle! | |
November 5, 2025 9:30 am
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 | | Pfah! That feeble optical illusion... it was good enough for those zombies. It would have fooled those minions as well... but it can't fool my troops - they go by scent and anything that does not smell just like it belongs to the true Evil Overlord will be obliterated.
It's time to Cry 'Havoc!' and let slip the dogs of war! Now!
WOLVES! I am your master and pack leader rossian! Attack!
HAAAAAAVOOOOOC!!! | |
...and at least 666, if not more, dire wolves, hungry and trained for just such an occasion, burst forth and charge towards the invaders
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November 5, 2025 10:02 am
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 | | Citizens of Quizzyland,
it looks like it's just not yet over. Evi has held back his best commander and just the right troops for the situation... it's as one-sided as it had been an hour ago... just for the other side! | |
November 5, 2025 10:33 am
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| | Once again, silence has fallen above the fortress. Except, this time it's penetrated by the occasional howl. The invading troops, already certain of victory, have beaten a hasty retreat. Will this ever end? | |
November 5, 2025 11:25 am
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 | | Rats! Or rather Cockroaches and zombified humans, because rats would at least be edible...
Where is this upstart guy? | |
 | | Excuse me, Sire?
I earned this degree fair and square, through hard study... why do I always draw those prejudiced remarks? | |
| | Huh, what? Sorry, I was not talking about you... good work on that degree by the way, but I have more important business right now.
And for that, I need that man who's actually named Upstart! | |
 | | Coming! Sorry, I had to take a few detours with the cart, those elephant tracks in the mud were really difficult to get through. Here they are, all 169 of them! | |
| | Thanks Bastet... how do they work? Right now, they look pretty... dead to me. | |
| | I'll just charge them with a jolt of electricity and then we're off. Do you have someone to actually... get that down there however? This looks like pretty dangerous terrain. | |
| | Actually, I said deliver them to the wall... which is down there. Your problem as to how if you want that reward. | |
| | I really should have sold them to that other guy. | |
| | Feel free... he's in there. Behind those troops, wolves, explosives and whatever else. | |
Five minutes later
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| | Fine... they're all started up, time to get this show rolling!
unhitches the horse and gives the cart a good kick | |
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November 5, 2025 12:05 pm
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| | In another twist of events, there has just been a, should I even call it attack, on the fortress by Junior's forces. A cart full of catlike creatures - way fewer and looking much weaker than those wolves - was sent to the breached wall and crashed there, releasing its cargo.
Those cat-monsters are doing some pretty admirable fighting, but they're outnumbered and outclassed... | |
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November 5, 2025 12:25 pm
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| | The Frankencats - is that the right name? - seem to be outclassed. Wolves are surrounding them, but not attacking just yet. | |
| | What are you waiting for? Destroy those things! | |
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| | What's that devilry? Once one of them is sufficiently damaged, they explode into small furball grenades... and this is sending the wolves into a rage... they are tearing into the Frankencats everywhere. I wonder if anything will be left after this! | |
November 5, 2025 1:00 pm
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| | Battle activity has died down... there's an eerie silence. Let me try to find any sign of life remaining... | |
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| | A small handful of the wolves seem to have survived... but they're frightened into a corner by... furballs. I guess we can count those out. Oh, blam, one of them tried to eat a furball... four fewer of them.
Unless either side has anything to add, I would at this point say the battle is over. The question is, does there anyone remain to claim victory? | |
November 5, 2025 2:00 pm
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| | It seems that's it. The last few wolves have succumbed to their appetite for furballs. Junior's forces - what's left of them, barely more than a ceremonial guard - should take the last vestiges of resistance soon. | |
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November 5, 2025 2:30 pm
Cue the Star Wars "Throne Room" theme or a similarly victorious tune
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 | | So that's it... Evi L. Twin... I should call you dad, but the only second in your life you thought of me was that one when you thought you could have godlike power and hoped I would continue in your ways... | |
| | Indeed. I am more than disappointed in you. A few harmless spirits, summoned a dozen years ago... this should have always been fun, not mortal combat. Over a million zombies and minions... thousands of wolves and other creatures... lost to what? Your ego? Surrender and you shall be let go... never to return. But alive... or undead, as the case may be. | |
Suddenly the music changes to the Imperial March... or something equally sinister
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 | | Mwahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa!!!!! Are you that naive? Both of you?
Real, genuine evil can only be defeated by itself. And neither you as my "good twin" nor you as my misshapen spawn do qualify as any of that... you can't touch me!
I won all of this before it ever started... and I won so much more. You put distrust amongst each other, you had friends attack friends. Yes, so-called son... I can do that too. Now leave my place... with the help of the Prime Guardian, I'll establish my rule... year round, not just that one week!
Mwahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa!!!!! | |
November 5, 2025 3:15 pm
The music suddenly falls silent...
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 | | So, the only one who can defeat you is yourself?
Well... how about your own mistakes... I present to you... what you created ten years ago and neglected ever since! They have been waiting for this for the last decade! | |
A "Bolero"-like, inevitable crescendo accompanies the following...
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| | ABIGAIL!
BEHEMOTH!
CHURCH!
GREEBO!
HEACATE!
JUPITER!
...and...
TABITHA! | |
The orchestra seamlessly switches over to Wagner's cat-aclysmic "Flying Dutchman" finale...
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| | NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! | |
Thirty seconds later...
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EPILOGUE
November 5, 2025 4:10 pm
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 | | By the authority and duty vested in me as Guardian, judge and arbiter of Quizzyland, I, kyleisalive, herewith declare ruled according to prevailing law:
First, that by virtue of both the recent cat-astrophic battle and the public opinion poll which ended in seventy-six votes for Mr. Evi L. Twin and one hundred and five votes for Mr. Junior, that all title and property to the Lair, including all treasure, weapons and traps therein, are assigned to Mr. Junior in perpetuity.
Second, that for his transgressions against the safety of Quizzyland and for his continued mistreatment of his own creations, Mr. Evi L. Twin shall be banished from the lands, seas, air and underground of the Republic of Quizzyland for a period of one thousand days.
Third, that after reviewing the evidence and testimony of Prime Guardian Terry and Tower Guardian WesleyCrusher, the high treason charges each brought against the other are null and void as both could clearly demonstrate they only had the best of the country in mind when they took sides and, in diverting the forces westward, have prevented a much greater catastrophe. As such, both are acquitted of any guilt.
Fourth, that all charges of murder that have been filed in this court are nonsubstantial because all 181 citizens who had taken sides have returned from the battlefield without lasting injury.
And fifth and finally, that the entire assets and property of Mr. Evi L. Twin shall be confiscated and held towards the repairing of any damage sustained by the country and its citizens. Any remaining funds from his vast illicitly accumulated riches shall be returned to him after this has been done.
So it is decreed and just. For Knowledge! | |
Later on the same evening
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 | | So, a new Diamond Dome, massive structural reinforcements to the Tower, mapping and salvaging of what is lost from the lower Lost Levels, the damaged houses and harvests from the pumpkin goo... do Evi's assets really pay for that? | |
 | | By a factor of about six, actually, according to what I have seen. But once we figure in the compensation to those seven mistreated kittens, the cost of medical and veterinary services, replacements for rossian's wolves and upstart's priceless Frankenkittens and everything else, it will be a lot less. Still, even after that, he should be able to buy himself a small country to terrorize and hopefully forget about us and Junior soon. | |
 | | Speaking of Junior... what shall we do about him? He'll be with us for a long time to come and if his dad and his career so far are any indication, his power will increase exponentially. | |
| | I'd say he'll get tired of us in two or three years. Maybe four. At the rate he's accumulating wealth with his investments - he's far more talented at that than his father - I'll bet he'll sell the lair on Craigslist by 2030 at the latest... and then we have the old undead guy back, because who else wants that lair... | |
| | Given the number of cheaters we had here over the years, there might actually be quite the bidding war over it. | |
| | I'd not underestimate Junior... I've been here for seventeen years... and he is, after all, somewhat related to me. He might just use this place as a sort of private theme pa... | |
| | Don't say that word! | |
| | ...entertainment complex. Anyway, here's to having survived another year of this... | |
| | Wait! It's not a party without a rabbit. And by that I don't mean that cantankerous Kate Anchorous... | |
| | Dagnabbit rabbit! Where is flopsy? I don't think she took sides, at least she was not in Evi's headquarters. | |
| | She's not been in the south either... where is she? | |
The door to the pool area opens with a loud bang... and a feeble "quack"
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 | | Well, thank you for inviting me so early and reliably... just who do you think managed the medics for the last eight days and made sure no one died... | |
...Fade to Black and End Credits
See you next year... |
