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Drake woke up in a bush nowhere near the hall. Wondering where he was, Drake couldn't help running in a random direction. Luckily, it wasn't long before he found civilisation, but it wasn't Eubric. It was, actually, some town on the other side of the Murkwood Forest. Quickly, Drake went up to the first person he saw - a man on very tall stilts, wearing a paper boat hat and a partially-torn, blue cape with a drawing of a lion head on it. "Excuse me, but where is Eubric?" The man simply laughed. "Eubric? Never heard of it! Hah! Joking aside, even if I did tell you where it was, you would still get lost in the woods." "But I know the way! I'm sure of it!" "Ahh, you remind me of... well, a younger me! Back in the old days, I was like you. I thought I knew everything." "So?" "I used to live in Eubric, too! But then I saw the forest. Foolishly, I ran straight into it. Boy, was it crazy. The first few minutes and I was already lost and scrambling for food and water. I resorted to eating dung, and insects. I used sharp stones to kill wolves and I drank the blood of said wolves. I used to be well known in my area, but they probably forgot about me. I did eventually find other people that were also lost, and I think they had figured a way out but I chose not to follow. I had grown accustomed to forest life. But then, as I was stabbing a black wolf, the rest of it's pack came... and attacked me. My old cape was nearly destroyed by those wolves, and my legs were badly injured. I would have never made it out of the forest alive if it weren't for a skilled bowman that happened to be strolling in the forest. He was clearly an expert on this type of thing, because he scared away the wolves, got me out of the forest, tended to my wounds and built me these special stilts so I could try to find the way back to Eubric in an hour! Anyway, ever since then I've lived here and worn these stilts. By god, if you and me ended up in Eubric again we would be extremely lucky. Anyway, gotta go. The mayor of this town needs a new personal assistant!" Depressed, Drake sat down.

Furno VS Scarox V V S S Meltdown VS Rocka (BO) Well, I've seen worse at least.

Drake will try and get everybody to notice him. He's that one of a kind character who will do anything if he wants to, unless he's in a battle of sorts. In which case, he will focus on what he's supposed to be doing, and he will try his best to do it right and if he doesn't then he goes into some state of depression that lasts until he gets drunk again. In short, he can do whatever he wants until he gets drunk and falls asleep. After that, he will stay in some dark corner of the hall for some while before going back to business again, and the cycle repeats. Also, next up in the Drake timeline is his discovery of a ship that can fly, which he promptly uses as a home/transportation vehicle.

I never got a chance to join in on Alien Conquest goodness.

Sweet, sweet neon light baby! Lovin' it! Other than that, I love the giant spaceship perched on the building and the huge amount of Sci-Fi detail on this!

Maybe it was a project designed for Rocka that was completed, but forgotten about. Or Rocka put his name on it when we weren't looking.

When the Galaxy Squad sets come out here, I will make some kind of War of the Worlds scene. What will you do with Galaxy Squad? (If you decide to do anything, of course.)

Well, this is... large, to say the least. I can't put it into words, so I'm gonna say the only thing I can put into words: This is beyond awesome, but I can't exactly say how much beyond awesome it has. Seriously. It's big, detailed and overall exciting. 3 levels of a brilliant model. It's got the little tidbits that make this so good, like the weird pod thing. I like the mixture of parts, too, instead of sticking to either technic or system (Unlike most people I know) and for that I say well done, mind blower of the century. In fact, maybe 369,001 minds were blown today! I'm proud to be in this community because of intelligent, hard-working MOCmakers like you. Thanks, sergeant soldier Couchsofa, for you have made me happy.

It looks awesome! But will you do more Sonic Screwdrivers? Maybe a literal Sonic Screwdriver? You know, an iPod taped to a screwdriver. Or a drawing of a blue hedgehog instead of an iPad.

Drake woke up, found a rock and threw it at Johon. "Don't you try and think of my future. I can do that by myself, you know!" "He... kind of has a point, really. I mean, it is his future. He can choose what he wants to be." Meanwhile, in Drake's mind... "Lovely coffee. I prefer tea, though. Or better yet, hot cocoa!" Drezzd picked up a cup of hot cocoa and carefully sipped it, before seeing something that made him tremble to the knees. For in front of him, was a pitch black, slimy thing. And it looked like a giant claw. Drezzd stepped back, as the shadowy claw grew. It became a more advanced shape. One that the claw was part of. It was growing... into a giant dragon of unimaginable power.

That was no surprise. I could see the wings that are on the edge of the... larger... wings.

Using those supposed set names, I've gathered up some kind of story. Some time after the stone army incident, an army of Nindroids have decided to try and take over the world. To help with this task, they have constructed various deadly robots that are designed with only the best, most powerful and destructive weapons. The ninjas are told to fight this mechanical menace, with Zane becoming the leader of the team for the mission, seeing how he's a robot himself so he knows how a robot thinks. Unfortunately for the ninjas, the nindroids have a nasty trick up their metal sleeve: A huge mechanical dragon, built to crush, kill and destroy*. What will the ninjas do when they are backed up against a wall, helpless against the Nindroids, the Destructoids, the Nindroids' mechanical dragon and their masterpiece of world-destroying evilness: The Overborg. *Also, it has lots of swag

My name is Bob. Bob Bobbington. I think.

Drake drunkenly stumbles into the hall, falling asleep by the questboard.

Americana. One of a team of heroes based off of different places. Only the others haven't been created yet, so for now Americana's gonna have to go all over the world. Sorry, Americana. But it's your job, for now...

Well, he is called Scrapper.

Agreed with Cecilie. I can see it all.

"Time Travel" In case that actually happens, I should let you guys know that I called it. And Dark Maker sounds like one of the horrible, unoriginal names I might come up with. Dark Stringer actually sounds like a working name for a model that might actually be real, though, so I wouldn't call fake on it straight away.

Drake realised that the only way out of this was by mortal weakness. Preferably, the craziest and most idiotic weakness ever. As Johon slammed Drake against the tree, Drake smiled. "You know, there's one easy way out of this that you seem to have forgotten. I don't know how you did, but it happened." Drake kicked Johon in the megablocks. "Come at me. In fact, let's take this to the arena. It's the best place to fight."

Reminds me how everybody forgot about the Secret Mission books. I might pick them up when they come out. Might see what it's about.

Drake frowned at Karie. She thought he was unconscious? It was pretty damn obvious he wasn't. "It would be okay if I was actually unconscious. But, alas, I am not." Drake then saw a goblin standing by the shady tree. "Hang on a sec." Drake then left. The others could see Drake charging up to the goblin and brutally attacking it. So much blood... "Ew. I don't like it when he sees goblins. He hates goblins. He'd kill them in any way possible, an he wouldn't be embarrassed by how many people might be watching him. He's that crazy when it comes to goblins."

Drake saw Karie. She seemed to be too busy chomping on a sandwich. Perfect. Drake carefully sneaked up behind Karie, and he jumped right onto her head whilst screaming: "BELLY FLOP!" As loudly as he could. He screamed a couple more times before tipping a bucket of rum all over her. "Gotcha!" "There's 3 types of pranks. A good prank, a bad prank, and a Drake prank." "Damn right you are!"

"Bye Erik! Have fun on an epic quest full of evil people-eating monsters!" Drake sat down on a bench. "So... Does anybody wanna hear about my latest quest? Or a summary of it?"

Drake decided he wanted training. He went outside and set up three targets in a row and opened a bag of objects. Then he pulled out a rock. He threw it at a target but he missed. He pulled out an aquamarine from the bag. Then he threw the aquamarine at the target. Finally he picked up a dark bomb. It felt strange in his hand. It glowed a lot and a faint aura covered Drake before quickly disappearing. "What was tha-" Before Drake could finish his sentence, though, a strange force made the Dark Bomb shake and shudder in his hand. It glowed a lot more brightly and it seemed to buzz with some kind of lightning, but Drake could see this was no lightning that he knew of. The Dark Bomb continued like this for a few more hours and as Drake woke up from the bench, he decided to try again. Unfortunately, the Dark Bomb was still buzzing, but Drake wasn't very worried now. He simply picked it up, only to receive a shocking surprise. The Dark Bomb... zapped Drake! "Ooh... right in the stomach." "OOF! Aughh... ooh.... that's gonna hurt in the morning. Even worse than i-i-it does n-now." Drake continued nonetheless, even though he was just zapped with darkness in the stomach. He twirled the Dark Bomb in his hand and he kicked it in the air a few times before throwing it. Surprisingly enough, it actually hit the bullseye! Less surprisingly but a bit creepy was that it actually exploded in a huge blast of darkness, completely incinerating the targets, the chalk lines, and a lot of the ground around it. "Well... that was interesting." "....Wanna get a sandwich?" "I think that's for the best."

Skellie the lemon-and-lime skeleton! ...Or, maybe, Citrax.