**previously, on Farnia: The Lost Holly's***
"We need anti-Holly pills. Very soon."
"Yes, I know..." NiKewl says, resting a finger on her lip, thinking. "It's so hard to tell exactly when we need to take our anti-Holly pills. Without Emalay's watch to tell us the time..."
"We're doomed." MORGON states.
"I think that's the understatement of the century." NiKewl purses her lips and casts a glance over to MORGON, incredulous. (oh yah, I used a vocab word. suck it.)
"You're right. We're severely fucked."
***
Emalay woke from a very vivid dream involving kidnapping, holly's, tisnerps, zombies, and the like. She was very disoriented. It took Emalay a while to realize where she was, still half asleep.
"Good morning!" Jeremy says.
"GAH!" Emalay screams. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, WATCHING ME SLEEP?!"
"You've only been sleeping for a few minutes."
"Oh. KAY." Emalay tried to cross her arms, but(t) the restraints prevented her from doing so. "Could you untie me, please?"
"If you don't freak out on me."
"Yea, sure, whatever." Emalay said, completely forgetting how much she really needed an anti-Holly pill fix.
Jeremy unbuckled the restraints on Emalay's ankles first, then moved to undo her wrists. Emalay waited for one of her wrists to be released until she couldn't take it anymore-
CRACK!
Emalay kicked up from the metal table and slammed her foot into Jeremy's hip, knocking him violently sideways.
"The hell?!" Jeremy sputters as he falls to the ground, his fingers pull on the rest of the restraint, Emalay is free! :D "I said no tricks!" Jeremy continues.
"It wasn't a trick! You should've seen it coming, dumb betch!" Emalay laughs and turns on her heel, sprinting towards the metal door. Emalay knows it isn't locked because you can only lock it from the outside.
"Wait! Don't!" Jeremy quickly ninja-bucks his body of the floor and into a standing position in one swift move. He running to Emalay now, trying to stop her--
But its too late. Emalay slams the door into Jeremy's unsuspecting face and locks it with a satisfying click. "Take that, my betch!"
There's a cry from the inside of the door, it's muffled by the thick metal.
"What's that?" Emalay laughs.
"I SAID OPEN. THIS. DOOR!"
"No."
"Stupid whore!" Jeremy punches the door.
Emalay finds a knob stuck at the top of the door. She pulls it and an opening in the door pops up. She's able to look inside. Jeremy's throwing a fit. Kicking and screaming and knocking very important-looking things over. Jeremy then notices that Emalay's peering in at him through the slit in the door.
"Skank! Open the door!"
"I can't let you out! You'll just tie me up again." Emalay purses her lips.
"No, I won't. I set the ship's autopilot for only 15 more minutes!"
"I can fly a ship." Emalay spits back at him, "I'm not a total holly. Um, yet..."
Jeremy is oblivious to Emalay's realization. "Not this ship. It's custom-made by my father. He made it so that only my bloodline knows how to fly it!"
"Yah, whatever." Emalay shuts the thin sheet of metal over the door. It was then when she started to shake and quiver. At first, Emalay thought she was just going to get a mind-blowing orgasm, but then she realized that she was hollyfying. You see- the process of hollyfying is very much like an orgasm, accept that it's a thousand times more painful.
"HOLLY, SHIT!" Emalay screams
"DON'T TALK SHIT ABOUT TOTAL!" Jeremy yells that through the door.
"YOU'RE A TOURRETTEI?!" Emalay manages to say in between waves of pain.
"No shit, betch!" Jeremy says, right before Emalay turns into a frightning, fat monster.
Emalay's a holly.
***
"Okay... so here's the plan..." MORGON whispers into NeKewl's ear.
***
Emalay sees flashes of pictures before her eyes and behind them. She's turning into a Holly, and can't stop.
***
"All remaining players to the side of the arena!" Shout stadium officials coming from all directions. "We're here to clear up the bodies before continueing The Game!"
"Okay, they're cleaning up the bodies. Now is the time to execute the plan." MORGON whispers into NiKewl's ear.
"Right." NiKewl and MORGON walk off in opposite directions as the Tisnerpian officials in bright neon sweater vests dispose of the bodies. MORGON is now on the far right side of the arena, her back against it's high walls, below the screaming crowd that's throwing popcorn and plastic cups at eachother. NiKewl is on the far left side.
When the last remaining Rough Rider, the blonde zombie, is heaved to her feet by on of the officials, she walks over into the middle of the arena, accepting her death.
"ALRIGHT! GAME ON!" Yells an official, and he quickly runs out of the arena through the safety of the big wooden doors of the entrance.
MORGON gives NiKewl a quick nod, and they burst into action.
Using the metal-spiked toes on her boots, MORGON climbs the high walls of the arena.
"Hey, get back down there and kill her!" One person in the crowd pushes MORGON down. "We can't leave into you kill everyone on the opposite team!"
"GO FUCK YOURSELF." MORGON squirts the guy with the acid of her gun and ninja-kicks him off the stands. He falls ten feet into the stadium and dies like a noob.
"I can't believe you just killed him!" MORGON stabs that girl in the neck with one of her spare daggers she keeps in her boot.
On the otherside, NiKewl has asended the stadiums walls and she, too, is among the crowd. She doesn't wait for people to tell her to go back, she just starts killing. With her RBG, NiKewl takes out four guys in a row, making a pathway for her to fight.
"Out of my way!" NiKewl says, and bitch-slaps a partially-Native-American.
"HEY!" She says, and pushes NiKewl back. "MY NAME IS CASSIA MCLOONE, AND I WILL NOT BE TREATED AS SUCH!"
"Geez, sorry." NiKewl says, and moves on. Nikewl speeds her way through the crowd, shooting as she goes, she skips Trevor Naasz, because she loves him, and kills everybody else on her side.
MORGON has now killed just about everyone. The only people left alive are MORGON, NiKewl, Cassia, Trevor Naasz, and the blonde zombie chick who is standing,aghast, in the middle of the arena.
"Hey" NiKewl says to MORGON as they meet together in the middle, after murdering everyone in the arena.
"Hi. :)" MORGON replies and sticks the squirt gun back into it's sheath.
"Hah, CHEQUERED." NiKewl says and cradles her RBG. "There's one left. Down there." NiKewl points to the blonde zombie with her index finger.
"Yah. Let's kill her." MORGON and NiKewl jump from the stands in unison and land back into the playing field. Without saying anything, NiKewl and MORGON approach the zombie. The zombie stays still, knowing her death is near. NiKewl forces the blonde into a kneeling position and then she points her RBG to the blonde zombies temple. MORGON does the same with her acid gun.
"And Shepards we shall be, for thee, my lord, for thee. Power hath descended forth from thy hand, so that our feet may swiftly carry out they commands. And we shall flow a river forth to thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever be. Et Nomadre Patre, Et Fili, Spirtus Sancti."
*BOOM*
End of Part Four.
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