Jakey's Fanfic

In Fresno's boss chamber

FRESNO: Party-planning is an art, Carrie...
FRESNO strokes CARRIE's chin, before exploding upward on a pillar of fire
And I AM...
A column of fire explodes behind FRESNO
AN ARTIST!

MARCUS rushes in and throws his HELMET
MARCUS: I don't WANT to be a Roman!
MARCUS points at the LEGENDARY SWORD
I want to be THAT! I want a BLING-BLING WILD PARTY!
The LEGENDARY SWORD teleports into MARCUS's hands

FRESNO grins manically
FRESNO: great

MARCUS: I want a GOLDEN TOOTH! I want CRUMPING BABES and MORE BLING THAN YOU CAN SHAKE A PHEASANT AT!
AMAZON WARRIORS appear behind MARCUS; MARCUS's body is coated in crystal armour

FRESNO: I've GOT IT! A HARLEM GANGSTER BLOCK PARTY! RIGHT HERE! GET RID OF THOSE COLUMNS!
The COLUMNS shatter
GET RID OF THIS RUG!
The RUG goes up in flames
WELCOME TO HARLEMSHIRE!
FRESNO's GANGSTER MINIONS appear

BOSS FIGHT

faggot--

If MARCUS is defeated
FRESNO: I just don't know how I do it. FRESNO IS A GENIUS!
A ring of fire emenates from FRESNO, killing everyone but FRESNO and CARRIE

GAME OVER

faggot--

If MARCUS wins
FRESNO stumbles backward, and his GANGSTER MINIONS heal him
FRESNO: AH! WICKED! WICKED! THAT'S PROPER HOP-HOP!

MARCUS: I WANT A HIP-HOP HORSE!
HIP-HOP HORSE appears at MARCUS's feet; MARCUS mounts him

FRESNO: A HIP-HOP HORSE?! GET TO WORK, CARRIE!
CARRIE starts researching a way to stop HIP-HOP HORSE
IT'S GOT GOLD CHAINS AND THE GANGSTER WALK!

BOSS FIGHT

During battle taunt
MARCUS: WHERE'S THE SINGING?!

HIP-HOP HORSE: One to the two to the three, I'm a hip-hop horse; go Marcus, go Marcus, go Marcus

MARCUS: I LOVE the lyrics! I LOVE THE WAY HE SAYS MY NAME!

faggot--

FRESNO slumps back, defeated, coughing
It's all a part of the Fresno
I say yes
Yes yes yes
A single TEAR streams down FRESNO's cheek
There is no no
FRESNO gasps one last breath of air
In Fresno
FRESNO dies

MARCUS walks off to the edge of the cliff
MARCUS: It's all just a part of who I am, isn't it?
MARCUS looks at his hand
I want to prove to my friends... that I am...
A single TEAR streams down MARCUS's cheek
The most gangster in school
MARCUS grooves off to THAT DISTANT HORIZON, LEGENDARY SWORD in hand

FRESNO: great