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Chdonga
I love videogames especially old school games. I've played almost every classic and I love making parody's of it in sprite animations. If you do not like Sprite animations please go watch actual drawings on another place or at least give it a chance.

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The Death of Sonic Act: 10

Posted by Chdonga - July 30th, 2009


Act 10: The Death of Nack

E-104 Epsilon started shooting at Nack, but Nack quickly dodged the bullets. "Resisting won't stop your imminent death" Epsilon said. Barely holding onto the Super Emerald, Nack kept popping his eyes, trying to shoot beams out of his eyes again but it didn't work. Not looking, Nack tripped over the curb and fell "Wait, hold on. Let me get up" Nack said, but Epsilon shot Nack's hat off of his head. "You really did that." Nack snarled. "Of course I did, I don't recall it flying off." Epsilon retorted. Nack pulled his gun out of his holster and pulled the trigger. Expecting a bullet, a cork shot out of the barrel and bounced off Epsilon's chassis. It made a small dent. "Fuuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkk" Nack moaned, Epsilon shot Nack in the shoulder with a stun dart. Nack dropped the Super Emerald and landed on to the ground, paralyzed and drooling. Epsilon picked up the cork and said "Before I take the Emerald, I have a query; this sponge-like object hit me at only 75 kilometers per hour yet it still dented my chassis," he took emptied his machine gun, "if shot at, approximately 200 kilometers heated to my current temperature, 128 degrees Celsius, how far do you think it go in the upper body of a weasel wolf?" Nack, with no control of his body responded by shaking and drooling. Epsilon stuck the cork in the machine gun, "The only way to find out is by making the experiment." he tried to shoot but the cork didn't come out. "Time out for a second. That wasn't supposed t happen" He used one of his fingers to unscrew the cork out of the barrel, shaved the ends into the shape of a bullet and inserted it back into his gun. "The only way to find out is by making the experiment." he repeated and picked Nack up and shot him in the chest. The cork went straight through him and he fell back to the ground. Nack couldn't even make a sound. Epsilon picked up the emerald and kicked Nack's body then walked away. Epsilon called Dr. Eggman, "Dr. I have retrieved a Super Emerald." "Good. Now I have three. I'm sure by now, Sonic and his pestilent friends have at least one, but you don't need to go find them as I have something in store for them." Eggman said.

Eggman's screen started to go into static and he lost transmission. "Blast this eight month old screen." Eggman swore before smacking it. The screen suddenly got the image of a mysterious black figure. "Good afternoon, Eggman. I may have something you want," This person held out a Super Emerald from the shadows. "Who are you?" Eggman asked, "Never mind you. You want these, do you not?" he asked, "Yes, I want them." Eggman said. "Well you have to do something for me, I want you to send me at least one of your older robots to this area. Is it familiar?" The black figure moved off screen and showed Eggman where he was at. It was one of Eggman's old labs. "That is one of my older labs." Eggman said, "No, it is my lab now, and you left much of your work here but something I wanted, I'll give you my Super Emerald for the directions to the island in which you dump your defected badniks in." "Um, I don't quite remember where it is." Eggman said. The figure paused then ended the transmission. "Aaugh!" Eggman cried. He traced the call and called this man back, "How dare you." Eggman said sternly. "You don't know what I need to know, therefore you're useless. I will just find it myself." he said and ended the transmission again. This time Eggman traced the call to see where his old lab was so he could go give this person a piece of his mind. It was in the Metropolis Zone. He swiveled his chair around and walked into his Egg Walker. "He's not gonna get away with this" Eggman mumbled.
Thus ends Act 10...


Comments

Yay nack died!
He sucks

I type sonic stories on my computer.

I do them to 1up Sonic fags :D

that is really something

I'm not a girl dude?

Why are you asking me that?

As we all know, slicing bread is an esteemed profession and without it society would collapse as everybody would have to eat whole loaves and not slices of it, making the process of food consumption both lengthy and tiresome. I feel that we should pay our respects to the time-old tradition of bread slicing by whipping out a loaf in each of our separate homes and slicing it into fine pieces on Friday the 7th of August, 2009. Thank you for your attention, have a nice bread slicing day!

U R BAD BRED!

Is this something you made up?

Yeah, to waste bandwidth and 1up people.

Chdonga says:

Delrarmotlas 4 deleted.

Now that is a lmao.

Why? Because i made fun of that 11 year old faggot Mariofag123123123?

What are you rambling on about?

how long i been gone muthafucka?

oh...wow! that was....ummm...awesome! i could....ummm....eat...umm a....ok! i didnt read it ok! im sorry! forgive me chdonga!

Mmkay.

"This isn't a battle anymore, its a motherfucking war!"
Can you guess what game that came from?

hey

GTFO

^^^^
If I had a nickel for every time I've seen that CopyPasta.

I'd have enough to buy a candy bar.

Your name sounds like a type of mexican food... Chdongas...they sound spicy...

It sounds more like Chonda.