Poll of the Day > The Adventures of Speed and OniRonin: A PotD Story:: Trouble in PotDise

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Story is a bit long for one post, and I gotta format it a bit. Sorry for any errors and formatting issues. I did it mostly on mobile. It's mostly for fun.

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"I'll bring them all back!" he declared.
OniRonin watched the TV intently. She hadnt gone out in a long time, but was interested in the going-ons of PotD, and things were getting interesting. It was election season again in PotD.
A new candidate had entered in the running for mayor: LuluLeemon. He was relying on the remaining PotDers' nostalgia for their vote.
"Nudojudo? He's a favorite. I'm definitely bringing him back." Lulu began taking questions from the crowd, "Mr. Mog? No clue who that is, but I'll bring him back too!"

Names rang out from the crowds and Lulu would point back and shout, Yes! He had already managed to bring a handful of older PotDers back, exciting the denizens of his promises. And the allure of bringing more captured OniRonin. If there was one person OniRonin would like to come back to PotD, itd have to be STLCards. OniRonin decided she needed to get down to the rally and make her request heard.

The front door began to unlock with a familiar jingle. It was OniRonin's roommate, SpeedDemon20.
Speed entered the room in deep contemplation, chin in hand. He didnt say a word as he walked by OniRonin, went straight to his room, and fell right into bed, chin still in hand.
OniRonin followed, "Speedo!"
"What's up, Roni?" he replied in a detached tone.
OniRonin saw that it was the same thing bothering Speed day after day: no one was showing up to his gym anymore. Ever since Speed scarred his entire right side, he was like this, often wondering if he was scaring members away with his half torn face.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Speed snapped out of bed, "No, let's not. It's the same deal. Just less and less people. Emma didn't come today. She was the last one."
Speed needed members in his gym. He needed runners. As the last devout follower of the Speed God, he'd earned the bulk of the powers offered from the deity. All he had to do in return was find runners to appease his God. But with the decline of PotD, it had been hard.
OniRonin frowned. Watching the promotional failures after failures, they both knew it was an inevitability.
OniRonin realized Speed had a similar solution to her own desire, "Speedo, LuluLeemon is holding a rally in downtown PotD. He says he can bring everyone back. We can get you more members."
Speed's eyes flared, "That traitor? He's a liar. He isnt going to do anything!"

Speed had a strong resentment towards LuluLeemon. Lulu was previously also a follower of the Speed God. At the time Lulu went by the name SpeeDDemon13431. Somewhere after the peak of runners, he disappeared, leaving Speed to gather new runners by himself. When Lulu finally reemerged, he'd come back with a new name and a new religion dedicated to yoga pants.
"What else are you going to do?" OniRonin asked, "There aren't enough people in PotD. Too many are gone and the ones who remain hardly run."
Disheartened but not seeing other options, Speed relented and sighed, Alright, lets go.
Let me get ready! OniRonin hopped enthusiastically and ran to the bathroom.
The bathroom had no mirror. It broke several years ago, and Speed never replaced it. It was fine. Probably. OniRonin did her best to tidy herself with no mirror. The best she could do was make sure no hairs were loose and she had wiped her face clean.

At LuluLeemon's rally, the entirety of PotD seemed to be there. Lots of "Make PotD Great Again" signs and people reminiscing about long gone ghosts.
Did you want to go ask Lulu to bring someone back? OniRonin asked.
Eh, Id rather not see him at all, Speed replied, His big ass face plastered all over is annoying enough.

OniRonin left to see Lulu on her own, leaving Speed to wander the rally himself.
Lulu was at a table signing yoga pants, button pins, and hats, but primarily yoga pants. There wasnt a line, Lulu was just pointing at people to come up and have their things signed. Noticeably, everyone was primarily attractive young women, with great assets. OniRonin felt out of place, not having a single piece of merchandise to be signed.
You! a voice shouted at her.
OniRonin looked up. Lulu was pointing at her.
OniRonin pointed at herself, to be sure. Lulu nodded his head.
She approached the table, I dont have anything for you to sign.
Thats fine, Lulu assured her, Ill sign your arm. Whats your name?
OniRonin rolled up her sleeve and gave him her arm, OniRonin.
Beautiful name. What can I do for you, OniRonin?
Can you bring back my friend, STLCards?
Ill move him to the top of the list, and anyone else you want
Thank you! OniRonins eyes glistened, Ill have to think of a few others.
You do that. And tell me all about it. Together, were going to make PotD great again!
Lulu finally returned her arm, Call me.
OniRonin walked away confused. She didnt have his number. Call his office, maybe? She looked down at her arm. Oh no. Clearly spelt out across her arm, LuluLeemon XOXOX and seemingly Lulus personal number.
Surely, she wasnt the only one. Surely, there were others.
OniRonin noticed another womans yoga pants only had the signature, not a single X, O, or numerical digit.
Excuse me? she timidly asked another attendant, Did Lulu sign your yoga pants?
The other woman didnt even acknowledge her question, but just exclaimed, OH MY GOD. IS THAT LULUS NUMBER? and snatched OniRonins arm while trying to prepare her phone to snap a picture.
OniRonin broke free, but it was too late. The groupies had all heard. OniRonin entered bullet-time and watched as a giant mass of thirsty women eyed her arm, salivating for the information upon it.
OniRonin just ran. She needed to find Speed.

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At the other side of the rally, in a large grassy area, a group or volunteers walked back and forth across a stage, launching yoga pants in bazookas and firing at the crowd. Speed spotted a very familiar face; one he had hoped to see earlier in the day.

Emma Watson was waving at the volunteers to blast her with some yoga pants. Speed tapped her on the shoulder.
Turning around, she took a startled step back upon seeing Speed's scarred face.
"Hey, you weren't at the gym today," Speed noted.
"Because I'm here," Emma replied, trying to calm herself.
"You really believe in this guy?"
"It's either him or Mr. Throw-A-Gamecube-off-a-cliff."
"Our choices suck."
"Maybe you should run."
"Too late now."
"Maybe in four years then?" she suggested playfully.
"Don't hold your breath."
Emma gently pushed Speed to the side as yoga pants were catapulting towards them. Emma jumped and slapped away the other rally-goers trying to take her coveted prize.
"Same time tomorrow then?" Speed asked, hoping for reassurance.
Emma looked at the pants with disappointment. They were pink.
"Do you think you can get me gray ones?" She asked.
"Are you coming to the gym tomorrow?"
"Are you getting me gray yoga pants today?"
"I feel like I'm being blackmailed."
"Just the one! Think of all I do for you. Just super speed me a pair."
Speed was hesitant about the possibility of completely combusting. But snatching a pair wouldn't require much and it was for his one remaining runner.
He gave in and began waiting for the bazooka to fire a gray one.
Dark gray, Emma specified.
He waited for the bazooka to fire a dark gray one. Every color of the rainbow seemed to have been fired, but there was no dark gray.

Speed! Over there! Emma shouted, pointing at a lone bazooker readying the launch of one dark gray pair of yoga pants. It was the one, but he was far. Speed didnt want to go too fast. The bazooker seemed to be targeting someone specifically. It was time.

Speed knew he would feel awful taking it from this person, but he really needed to retain any runners he could. He bolted for the pants, weaving seamlessly through the crowd, and the exhilaration coursed through his body. Itd been so long since the last time, the addicting power urged him to go faster as it always did, but he had an objective. He saw the sluggish SunWuKung readying his hands to catch the pants. Before Sunny could clasp his hands, the pants were gone and in Emmas hands. She had it, the last dark gray pair.
Thank you so much, kind sir, Emma applauded, finally getting what she came for and readying to leave.
I feel like you owe me double time tomorrow, Speed said, walking alongside her.
Maybe I do. Depends on how these fit me.

Emma suddenly fell and let out a shriek. Speed looked over to find her on the ground with a gushing wound on her leg. Someone had lobbed a stone the size of a football at her. Speed turned around.
That mine! Yoga pants! Mine! Sunny, the big oaf, was enraged. It was evident that Sunny understood object permanence, despite not understanding how Emma came into possession of the pants.
His last runner. Speed couldnt let this happen. He needed to get her to the hospital. He needed her.

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PotD is an anime now?

Sugoi!

what's lulu's number. is it 13431

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I don't know. Could be. I'm making it up as I go.

This formatting is awful though. Can we indent on GameFAQs? Maybe I'll put it on a Google doc.

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i hope i get to hang out with emma watson in the next episode

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/1wyxBE-p2bFjyFWCV9bNBdYP6-CQZ9EtUN-jk5M2d4DI/edit#heading=h.oaxey1xg0m9h

Hospital chapter is done. Everything is in a Google doc now and formatted more nicely. I like this chapter a bit more. Only two new characters: Doctor Foxx and DirtBasedSoap.


Have a few ideas for the next few chapters. Mostly need to find the time to write and who to use for characters.

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If this were a book, what would the back of the book say? Just so I can get a general idea of the story...
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LinkPizza posted...

If this were a book, what would the back of the book say? Just so I can get a general idea of the story...

With a strange focus on incidents of the past, the land of PotD has been an unforgiving place. Unable to look pass each other's beliefs or forgive mistakes, PotDers continue to squabble until they are faced with a fiery threat. When a new religion comes to PotD, PotDers must unite to save the place they call home. Can they learn to work together? Or will everything burn away? Also, Emma Watson is in it.

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