rules: Simple, you use a custom bomberman character and play along with a storyline, for now, there is one, so we can just make it up as we go along...
Bagular sat in his ship cockpit and was on a crashcoarse to planet Bomber. His ship crashed into a far off mountain and he flew out and landed in a tree. "...brilliant..."
now someone else has to put part in
Glair cocked his head when he spotted Bagular in curiosity, since he had never seen someone like him before. Besides, it wasn't often when someone just randomly... dropped in. "Who are you?" Glair asked, sounding more irritable than he had meant.
Silently, Hammer Bomber had emerdged Behind Bagulars right. His creator hadent given him mutch infomation about life life outside the fortress and he was curios, espeshally about the figure that was eyeing them up caushiosly
Glair shrugged at Bagular's remark. "Fair enough," he said casually. "I'm Glair Bomber. Pleasure to meet you. I'm from around here, but I can guess that you can't say the same. So, then, who are you?" he persisted.
Hammer was even more confused, his master seemed to have forgotten everything. He decided it was down to his puny organic mind, the figure in-front has started to talk too. What was Bagular doing, exchanging friendly words with a local, there was no time for that, the others had to be found and regrouped. Hammer stood his ground with his thoughts, he was an underling, opinions didn't count
And wierd things were happening, indeed.... for just then, a portal opened and flung out the seemingly lifeless body of Phirobom, who landed face first in the snow. The portal contained strange images of other places, mixed and jumbled before it closed again.
A loud, booming voice penatrated the confusion with quickness and clarity.
"So, you are the ones the die has chosen? Very well, this should be interesting. I am Deepthroat, messanger of Eris, who has chosen you for reasons unknown to all but her. The only thing that you will be allowed to know is that your lives are in immediate danger, and that I am the one who is the cause of that danger. Make of that, what you will."
When the voice had finished, a portal opened and dropped a strange looking bomber, who's dark helment covered his eyes, and who's outfit obscured reality.
"I am Ni-Kuro, the Ninja Bomber. I have come to test your intelligence with my skill."
He flew behind the other bombers, "my speed and form will serve as your demise." He flew above them, a bomb shaped like a shuriken flew inbetween them, and exploded in a cross that hit none of them, but was felt by all of them.
"Now then, fight me!"
_________________ Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam.
I think I'm probably dead. Or maybe it's another dream. Oh well. I still lay there in the snow anyway, contemplating whether or not I should find out who's making all that ruckus is. Probably the people next door again. And is that ringing in my ears or did my alarm somehow get set?.... *looks up from snow* Oh shoot.