It's time for Swiftman's cowbelling! The last of a mini-series of Kow Bel Fu theatre, but it may make a comeback one day. Until then, here you go!
*Swifty knew he was next. Monkeydog had gotten whacked, and jv2k had fallen just the day before. The disturbing thing was, he knew that Byte Man was fiercly protective of his zombie lawyers, and he had incinerated them along with jv2k! If he was capable of doing THAT, what was in store for him?
The next day, Swift was doing Skiver maneuvers, and practicing for an upcoming RP, when all of the sudden, he brought the Skiver to a screeching halt.
Standing in his way was a blue and grey figure wearing a red bandana.
It was Byte Man.
So, it's time at last thought Swift.
He jumped out of the Skiver. The daylight was waning, and they were in the middle of nowhere.The nearest humans were 250 mi. away, and the area was a desolate wasteground.
Byte Man walked up to Swift and handed him a cylinderical object. "Here. This will be your final test before judgement. Take this."
As Swifty looked at it, he realized what it was. A Z-sabre. Byte Man took one out of his own and ignited it. Swift did the same, knowing what Byte Man meant. They were to do battle.
Byte Man charged almost before Swift could get his ignited, but he managed to dodge and counter-attack. Back and forth the battle went into the coming nightfall, with neither side giving any quarter. They fought as if their lives depended on it. Because they did.
Finally, though, Byte managed to knock swift off-balance long enough to strike his Z-sabre away, slicing it neatly in two. Swift just sat there, awaiting the inevitable, resigned to his fate.
Suddenly, he heard a soft whistle in the air, then stared in astonishment as Mega Man and Proto Man teleported in right beside Byte Man, whose coloring had changed to an odd mixture of black and white spots. They touched his right forearm, and their coloring changed to match his, albiet in different patterns. They then aimed into the sky above and fired, their coloring changing back to normal.
"Thus it is complete." said Byte Man before the lot of them teleported away.
Swift was confused. He was sure he was going to get Nuclear Cowbelled like jv2k and Monkeydog, but it didn't seem to be happening.
He never looked up.
Above, the shots by all three bioroids had collided and merged into a Nuclear Cowbell the size of which had never been seen before. It was so large that even half a mile up, it still blocked out the newly-risen moon. Just then, it began to decend.
As swift stood there, pondering what had just happened, he heard the begginings of a mighty roar begin to approach from above. He looked up, and saw his final destiny. And awaited it with eager anticipation.
The resulting cataclysm was felt world-over. It was as if the moon had collided with the earth without destroying it. Tidal waves, fallout, volcanic eruptions, and an earthquake that could be felt to nearly the equator. All knew what had happened. Swift had received his final punishment. They knew it was finally over.It was done.
The ultimate cowbelling.
The final cowbelling.*
Well, that brings Cowbell Theatre to a close for now. When will it re-emerge? Who knows? But when it does, be ready. You might just be part of the action!
Poll