User blog:Itsleo20/PvZ Wiki Story: Crusade

Prologue
(This chapter is a recorded message)

Um, is this on? Hmm.... ah, there we go. To whoever is there listening to this, there is an.... issue. If you are hearing me, please know that you are already in danger. So... um... oh yeah, to the point. There is an uprising of spammers and vandals. Uh, and I am requesting back-up. *end transmission*

Chapter 1: The Message
"Sir, the WikiActivity area has been captured by the rebels", reported EMPeachy4.

"Dammit," replied Bureaucrat Starfruity, "with that, we've now lost the radar that tracked the rebellion's movements."

It had been several weeks since the vandal rebellion had started and the vandals had been winning. Several important pages had already been taken by the enemy and many users had been lost in the fight. The WikiActivity was the staff's only edge and now they had lost it.

"Sir!" exclaimed EMPeachy, "I just received a distress hightlight from the Forum!"

"Read it," said Starfruity.

"Well, it appears HeavenlyMildCone is requesting backup because the vandals have launched a massive attack."

"Alright, EMPeachy, gather a few Administrators and go help HMC."

"Yes Sir!"

Chapter 2: Assault
"I'm hungry!" announced Itsleo20.

"Oh shut up," snapped Bearjedi, "we're going on a possibly suicide mission to rescue HMC and you're whining about food?!"

"Well, I haven't eaten breakfast yet!" whined Itsleo20.

"Quiet you two." ordered Uselessguy, "we have enough enemies without making enemies among ourselves."

"That's cliche," said Itsleo20.

*Uselessguy performs a facepalm.*

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Hey, I'm just sayin'."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">At this point, the 4 admins (remember, EMPeachy came with them) reached the gateway to the Forum, except that a gaping hole had been blasted in it. Behind that came the sound of peas splatting and Bambooms shooting.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Alright, everyone have their weapons ready?" asked EMPeachy.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Yup! I brought a shotgun!" exclaimed Itsleo20.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"That is pointless," reflected Uselessguy, "the enemy is far away and the shotgun has limited range."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Well I also brought a sniper rifle," replied Itsleo20.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"No you did not-- HOLY CRAP, how did you fit that in your pocket?!" exclaimed Bearjedi.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"I have very big pockets," responded Itsleo20.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Never mind that, we need to move," said EMPeachy.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">The admins moved closer to the Forum building. Spotting a few armed rebels, the 4 admins hid behind a few crates. Uselessguy motioned for them to ready their weapons. The other 3 nodded. Suddenly,  Itsleo20 jumped out and fired his sniper rifle rapidly at the guards. Only 1/4 of the shots hit a guard. EMPeachy instead threw a smoke grenade at the guards for a stealthier approach. While the guards were blinded, Bearjedi kicked down the door ran in. The others followed suit.

Chapter 3: Redemption
<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:1em;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">The admins ran down the corridors, but oddly no vandals were visible.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Something's wrong," EMPeachy4 said, "The halls are empty."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Must be low security even though it must've taken a considerable amount of vandals to capture this building, not to mention to keep it," replied Bearjedi.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Eventually the admins reached a corner. Uselessguy motioned for the others to stop before peeking around the corner. A pistol's cough sounded in response. Uselessguy quickly pulled his head back.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"There are two guards around the corner," sasid Uselessguy, "and they appear to be guarding a door."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"I have a plan," responded Bearjedi, "EMPEachy, you use your emp powers to blow out the lights and the rest of use will attack under the cover of darkness."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">EMPeachy nodded and suddenly his eyes glowed a brilliant blue. The overhead lights deactivated. The other admins fired their weapons, killing the guards. Itsleo20 walked over to the door and opened it. The inside of the room seemed to be a dungeon of sorts and each cell contained a user.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Bearjedi quickly unlocked the doors with a series of cool-looking kicks.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"So glad to see you guys," said HeavenlyMildCone.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Yeah, thanks!" said Murabito.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"You're welcome!" exclaimed EMPeachy.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Guys, we better get moving before any vandals catch us," said Itsleo20.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">All the users in the room quickly filed out the door.

Chapter 4: Retaliation
<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:1em;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">As they made their way down the hallway, the users encountered an unpleasant surprise. A swarm of vandals armed with Gatling Peas and Bambooms was blocking the corridor.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Crud," said Itsleo20, "now what?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"I'm afraid you are unable to advance any further," replied one of the vandals, "it was fun luring you into the base so we could take out several admins."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"But how-? How did you know a squad of admins would be here?" asked EMPeachy.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"You really don't know?" asked the vandal, "We vandals have many spies."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"I KNEW IT!" exclaimed Lapis Lazulli, "That Agent Andrew Martins is actually a double agent!"

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"No, he's too young," argued Bearjedi.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"SILENCE!" commanded the vandal. "Now, who should I kill first? Will it be EMPeachy, the newest admin, or maybe Bearjedi? I never really liked bears or Star Wars...." The vandal's peastol coughed twice, and the body of Fishy Gaspar hit the ground.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"No! Fishy, er, I mean Gaspar!" exclaimed HMC.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"I never liked salmon," said the vandal, "good riddance."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"He...he killed him..." said Itsleo20, shocked.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Now, who's next?" asked the vandal.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"EAT LASERS!" HMC suddenly fired lasers from his eyes, destroying the pistol and the nearby vandals' weaponry.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Quick, run!" yelled Electromario.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">All the users quickly scattered.

Chapter 5: The Spy
<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:1em;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">The hallway was soon crowded with panicked users running from homicidal vandals. Itsleo20 burned a hole through the wall and they ran out. HMC, Electromario, Bearjedi, and EMPeachy covered for the escapees with handheld Peashooters. Once they were sure the others had gotten away, they quickly ran towards the gate.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Not so fast!" yelled a hooded vandal.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">EMPeachy whirled around and fired two quick shots from his Peastol. The two peas splattered in midair.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"What the-?" questioned Electromario.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Muahaha!" sneered the vandal. It removed its hood to reveal the face of MaxStories.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"YOU!" yelled Bearjedi.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Yes, me indeed," said MaxStories

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Why didn't the projectile affect you?" asked HMC.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Oh? You don't know?" said MaxStories smugly, "Maybe this will tell you?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">He took a disc-shaped object with jagged golden edges out of his pocket.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"The Founder's Badge!" gasped HMC, "But it was destroyed in the first Great Vandal War!"

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Not quite," responded MaxStories, "Nazi Peashooter actually passed it down through generations of trolls and vandals. It's why we've always come back."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">And with that happy thought, MaxStories aimed a Coconut Cannon and fired.

Chapter 6: Meanwhile
<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:1em;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Starfruity was growing worried. Several hours had passed since Uselessguy's confirmation that the mission went well. No one from the Forum or the rescue team had said anything since. He walked to the gates of the Main Page to check for the 55th time. This time, he saw a group of blobby shapes approaching. For a second, his heart warmed. It slowly cooled when he realized they weren't exactly friendlies.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Brainulator," shouted Starfruity, "we're under attack!"

Chapter 7: An Attack
<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:1em;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">As news quickly spread among the Wikians, several different reactions occurred.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"We're all gonna die!" screamed TheZombiemelon.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"How dare they attack!" yelled Thecoollittlepeashooter.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"We need to evacuate!" Angry3456 pointed out.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">And the Wikians scrambled madly in all directions. The gate got melted with plasma with the scent of citrus juice in the air. A giant Cytron Mech stepped out of the smoke. Several Bug Bots crawled out from the mech's underside. As the Wikians ran in terror (or in unarmed defense, who knows?), a megaphone extended from the Cytron's top hatch.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Citizens of Plants vs. Zombies Wiki, this is the Wiki Neutralyzer," blared the megaphone, "please surrender, or eles the consequences will be grave."

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"How do we know you won't attack us the minute we surrender?" demanded Poopspyro.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Of course we'll attack you," said the device, "did you think you were going to get out of this?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Poopspyro did not get a chance to reply, as the Bug Bots ate his face.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"THIS IS FOR POOPSPYRO, YOU SON OF A PICKLE-HEADED PEAR!" shouted Angry3456, running with his Bulb Blasters blazing.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">"Come at me, bro!" responded the driver of the Cytron.

<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;">Both users were engulfed in a cha-boof.

Chapter 8: The Escape, part 2
<p style="font-weight:normal;color:rgb(0,0,0);font-size:14px;line-height:22px;margin-bottom:0px!important;">NOT DONE