CO-OPERATIVE FAN-FIC
Co-op fanfic, you ask?? It is a fanfic story, where people take turns writing a fanfic story about someone who..well..does what you do in ivan, ill start. SUBJECT::Chad It was a rainy day when chad was told to brave the journey through the Underwater Tunnel to delever the scroll.He had his trusty dog named Uglyass come with him.When he came down the cold staircase, he picked up a lamp and saw a bone in the corner.He shuddered.Then, he opened the door and wandered through the damp, musty corridors. He saw something lurking in the darkness.He got nervous.

Chad looked around and began to wonder why he got out of bed, then he remembered "Oh yeah, I have to deliver this scroll." The thing that was lurking in the darkness got a bit closer, Chad noticed that it was a kobold, but before he could react, Uglyass pounced at the kobold and gave the kobold a wound he wouldn't forget, the kobold tried to run but the dog knocked him down and killed him.

A broken blasa spear.... But whats this, a can of banana flesh! Chad takes the can and eats it immediatly. He continues through the dungeon and suddenly hears an explosion! He goes to find out what the explosion came from and notices a dismembered armed, on the floor. He continues and finds that the walls are torn up and there is a crater in the ground, the walls and ceiling are covered in a bloody gorey coat of blood..

In the midst of his feast the hedgehog's mate blindsided him, taking out both of his eyes. Although the this stealthy creature was incapable of speech, one could just imagine it saying, "Back at ya', Chaddy Boy." Chad still has no idea what was going and screamed, "Who turned the lights out?!" The hedgehog answered his question by doing a vorpal flying-spin-quill maneuver right into his mouth, taking out all his teeth and lodging a particularly sharp and long quill into his braincase. Chaddy was immediately reduced to the intelligence of a gibbering Gibberling. Suddenly the onslaught of the hedgehog stopped. Gibbering Chad was thankful for that, but also felt his hairs stand up on end. A giant frog had swallowed the hedgehog whole, and not fixed its beady eyes on Chad. "RIBBBIT~!!!" it croaked mightily as it launched itself headway into Chad's midsection...

How about we keep these depths correct? An out of depth monster means a dead player, and a dead player means no fanfic. changed my post accordingly But it SLAMS into something in the middle of it's strike! Suddenly something invisible slashes the Frog in 2! Chad is terrified by this quite loud turn of events, and scrambles for a weapon, unrealizing the the creature is friendly.

Before Chad gets a chance to swing his half of the balsa spear, everything has turned quiet and for a moment Chad stands still. Then he screams out all of his fear, and starts to run straight forward in total panic. With a loud crack he bumps into the balsa wall, and goes flying on the floor - where the now dead frog is lying. Seeing nothing, he starts rolling in pain, as the blood of the mighty frog burns his skin as a thousand torches. After a while, Chad manages to crawl back to his semi-faithfull dog's crave. Still shaking, he quickly manages to stop the bleeding from his head and things start to become clear again. He quickly estimates his situation; His eyes are hurting and he dares not to open them to see if they still work. His better arm, the right one, is totally screwed, and might need a long time to heal. Left arm is all burned, but with a painful sigh he takes the lantern to it - even the lantern seems to offer more protection than the cut spear. Torso and head are badly burned and wounded, and the left leg was completely cut off. Not a nice start for this adventure, he thinks to himself as he leans his back to the broken wall and falls asleep. After an hour of sleep, he wakes up and starts hopping forward. A lonely zombie is lurking around the corpses, and the now angry Chad charges at it and sends its head flying with the first strike. But to his horror the zombie doesn't die, but instead it hits back! A narrow miss, as Chad quickly ducks and sends another blow to the zombies groin. The zombie falls down, just to get up again. Chad keeps swinging his lantern, and ignoring the few bumps zombie lands on him, it is finally turned into a pile of unanimated flesh. Chad carefully steps over the corpses of the zombie and the frog, and realizes, that the dead flesh hanging from his right arm is not his arm, but the dead hedgehog. Chad decides that it is inedible after all that has happened, and throws it on the dark frog. The half eaten hedgehog starts to dissolve with a satisfying hiss, and with a smile on his face he steps in to the room whichs wall was broken by the flying hedgehog. Searching the corners with his feet, he makes a great find - an iron short sword. It seems to be a bit better than the ones you usually see, and curious as he is, he dares to try to open his eyes. The pain is great, but not unbearable, an so with his incredible knowledge about swords (as banana growlers always have, right?) he determins that it has one enchantment on it. Great, he thinks, and replaces the lantern with it.

Sword pointed forward, he tiptoes slowly forward, continuing to probe the ground with his feet. After about 30 meters, he hears a tinkle as he knocks something over. He recognizes it as the sound a glass vial and throws himself on the sound of it before it rolls away. He shakes the vial and hears a swishing sound. He was thirsty for sure. What it was a healing serum? But then again, what if it was a vile acid designed to reduce him to a charred stump? He couldn't see what was in the bottle, and even if he could, the appearance of the liquid was no guarantee of its actual properties. With a sudden jerk of resolution, he upended the bottle in his mouth. He felt an incredible warmth spreading through his body, and some pain too, as the hedgehog quills pushed themselves out of his braincase and jaw. Slowly, he opened his eyes and could see! But he soon wished that he was still blind, as a goblin armed with a bone knife was rushed at him with full speed. He blocked its first assault with his enchanted sword. But the resourceful little thing kicked him in the solar plexus and caused him to double over. The goblin followed this combination by knocking him unconscious with a blow to the back of the head with the hilt of the bone knife.

Chad fumbled for his sword and swung wildly at the rats, not helped at all by his partial limblessness. The rats scattered but the commotion attracted swarms of rattlesnakes from all four directions. Chad continued to swing rapidly and had a surreal thought: "I look like some kind of street wino breakdancing with a sword." The snakes sensed this gap in his battle concentration and engaged volley after volley of vicious bites, retreating here, striking there. Chad's recently regained vision began blacking out. "I'm poisoned" he offered intelligently, and began gibbering again. Then he began foaming at the mouth. And before he knew it, he was puking in all four directions. Wonders be wonders! The rattlesnakes were put into throes of pain by the vile stomach acid and began biting each other. Right then, a triplegic remnant of a banana grower in platemail armor named "Random Garcia" crawled towards Chad with his only remaining hand. A pack of wolves were ripping out his intestines as he snaked along. "Arggghhh!" he screamed again and again, and Chad believed every word that he said.