ôIÆm impressed.ö The bartender nodded with approval.
ôAnouàIÆve been meaning to ask you though, what happened to your head?ö Shinobu suddenly asked the bartender.
ôOh, this? Ah, some idiot STAR officer shot it with a lame-ass shotgun back in Raccoon city. WasnÆt a clean job either. So here I am, semi-headless zombie, shambling aboutà.ö
ôAnouà.I think I get the pictureà.ö Shinobu said uneasily.
Now Loki, Anubis, and Hades were throwing turtle feed at the screen which was now showing æJigoku ShoujoÆ.
A big vein popped on ShinobuÆs forehead.
The creators of the Underground Comedy movie who were still busy giggling suddenly went silent, sensing the sudden drop in temperature.
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"Um... don't I get a phone call or something?" Naru asked the demon who seemed to be in charge.
"Miss Narusegawa... this is Hell, NOT the local police station!" The demon snapped.
"But this looks like a prison! Where's all the fire and brimstone and lava?!" Naru asked, gesturing around.
"We phased out Dante quite awhile back now. My advice is that you get used to it... and don't drop the soap." The demon said. ôMiss Naru, Welcome to the Hotel California.ö
ôAnd whatÆs with all these penguins?ö Naru asked. ôHey, you, stop tugging on my skirt!ö
ôTheyÆre prinnies, not penguins. They lost the privilege of being a part of the avian family when they finally transcended bird-brain-nessà.i.e. they are insanity wrapped in feathers.ö The demon explained.
ôLike, Dudette, we own your cute little butt here.ö The prinny pulling on her skirt said, in all the manner of a hippie high on some obscure weed.
ôà.Great, theyÆre wannabe badass penguins tooàö Naru sighed. ôEAT MY ATOMIC PUNCH!ö
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A couple of 4chan /b/tards shuffled into the bar and took seats on the table beside Hades, Loki, and AnubisÆ who were now throwing turtle turd at the screen which was still showing Jigoku Shoujo. As if exclusively to further annoy Shinobu, the /b/tards started showing off their demented (and obscene) Jigoku Shoujo pics to each other.
The writers of the Underground Comedy Movie and even the Fates had the sense to move farther away from the doomed crowd.
Elvis himself came in and pawned the bandÆs butts for impersonating him.
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ôLike, hereÆs your cell, dudette. You can, like, chill here, like, whenever.ö The prinny guard escorting Naru said, before slamming the bars on her.
ôErrà.excuse meà.I thought I was going to be thrown in with the lot who continually harass the living daylights out of their dorm managers, sending them into the upper stratosphere and etc. etc. etcà.ö Naru suddenly asked. ôà.These people seem like the type who doesnÆt stop at mere harassmentàö
ôOh, well, you see, dudette, with all the harem animes coming out, like, lately, and with so many unpopular characters in them, we, like, seriously have no vacancies, so we, like, put you in the megalomania-challenged control-freak political figureheads (read: Tyrants) section.ö The prinny guard explained.
ôà.okà.and the guy behind meà.ö Naru gestured at the brown haired man sitting on the lower bunk, reading, oblivious to NaruÆs presence. ôà.he doesnÆt happen to be the writer of Mein Kampf, is he?ö
ôDonÆt know what youÆre, like, talking about, duddette.ö The prinny replied, though in a rather smug tone.
ôGreatà.IÆm sharing a cell with Adolf Hitlerà.ö Naru sighed, throwing her hands up in frustration.
The man suddenly shut his book and looked around. ôOh, I didnÆt notice you here, fraulein. Before I ask you your name, I must ask you, what has happened up on the surface in the past 62 years? You see, we donÆt get much news here, IÆm afraid. They only have the Telletubby network and Fox News here.ö
ôNothing much.ö Naru shook her head. ôSeriously, you didnÆt miss much. The world is a pretty dull place now, come to think of it.ö
ôWell, which country were you a tyrant of, fraulein? And how bad was your downfall? ItÆs quite rare to see a female tyrant in here.ö
ôThe country was called Call-me-that-again-and-IÆll-shove-your-third-reich-kampf'ing-ass-down-the-toilet and the cause of my downfall was my killer temper and my itching fists. You happy?ö Naru said, immediately looking around for any ways out. Unfortunately, as the demon said, this was really the Hotel California.
She only wished the metaphor was carried as far as the ælonely placeÆ bità.
ôàerràokàarenÆt you going to ask me about my country and my life story?ö Hitler asked.
ôàYou killed Jews.ö Naru said, and left it at that.
ôà.ö
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"So, let me get this straight," Naru began. "I'm stuck sharing a cell with Hitler, Mussolini and Caesar are across from me, Manson has a cell on one side of mine, Hannibal a cell on the other side, the Backstreet Boys are down the hall - what the fuck - you're in the cell on the floor above mine, and the rest of this cell block is filled with every other despot and/or dictator in Earth's history?"
Genghis Khan grunted and nodded several times. Alexander the Great snorted into his food before banging his tray on NapoleonÆs head.
"Well, we have one absentee," Tojo said.
"Who?"
"Stalin."
Across the cafeteria, Hitler stood and shouted German obscenities in Naru and Tojo's direction before being knocked unconscious by a prinny guard and dragged from the room.
"Stalin?!" Naru finally responded with a gasp. "But he killed even more people than Hitler did! Where is he?!"
"Not here," Tojo said, sighing and shaking his head. "It's ironic, but... you see, he was nice to animals..."
ôà.letÆs see him be nice to those prinniesà.ö Naru shot the prinny guards a dark look.
ôSmile and wave boys. Smile and wave.ö The prinny guard captain said, waddling past.
ôI heard you actually gave a prinny one in the beak, that true?ö Tojo asked, spooning up some burnt liver chunks.
ôCanÆt help it.ö Naru shook her head despondently.
ôHeya felas, mind if I sit here?ö B*ll G*t*s came over, holding his food tray.
ôà.IÆm done.ö Tojo said, standing up.
Genghis Khan grunted and nodded in agreement, following suit.
ôà.YouÆre the one responsible for Windows ME, arenÆt you?ö Naru asked.
ôErà.wellà.sort ofàö B*ll G*t*s replied, uneasily.
ôEAT MY NARU PUNCH!ö
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Ok, I was thinking of making this sort of a writing challenge. The challenge is simple. Write the funniest continuation you could think of. Complete and utter randomness allowed. The more insane the better. Afterwards, someone else picks it up and continues it. Alternatively, if you want to add more to existing scenes, be my guest.
Right now weÆve still got MitsuneÆs and MotokoÆs hell to cover, and if you still want to add anything to Suu and SarahÆs hell, go ahead. Then weÆll have them join Naru in hell at some point. Off course, Keitaro and Kanako will soon join them upon dying from some freak accident. Anyone up to the challenge?
If anyone wants to go on up until NaruÆs jailbreak, then go ahead. She stages it for Prinny day, which, as you know, is the day everyone in hell gets a holiday with the exception of the prinnies. Whether she blasts through an entire division of prinnies or if she rallies them and stages a prinny rebellion, itÆs your choice. I was thinking of having her give the prinnies her own version of the ôI HAVE A DREAMàö Speech, but what you do is up to you.
I wonder what kind of hell this story would turn intoà