Valkyrie: Don’t you ever think that maybe this situation would resolve itself much faster if we just annul the marriage?

Nakedman: I dunno. But when Stan Daniels titled his last post “The Honeymoon is Over,” I could have sworn it would be about us. Alas it is not. Everyone just ignores us!

Valkyrie: I know. They’re all homophobic and want to have nothing to do with us anymore. What a bunch of gay-bashers.

Nakedman: WHOA… WHOA… WHOA… speak for youself there. I’m not gay. This whole thing is your fault… somehow.

Valkyrie: *shifty eyes*… Hey man. I’m not saying that I’m gay! I’m saying that they think we are. You know, because we’re married. Not that there is anything wrong with being gay.

Nakedman: There is.

Valkyrie: What was that? You’re so bigoted!

Nakedman: MAKE ME A SAMMICH, WOMAN!

Valkyrie: No! Not until you tell me your political views so I have future RP information to reference for you.

Nakedman: I hope George W. Bush and his stupid Librarian Wife die in a plane crash, but only after Dick Cheney has already died because I really… REALLY… don’t want him to be president! GO KERRY ACTION FORCE !

Valkyrie: Ah, I see.

Just then, a lurking shadow of lurnkingness arises from the darkness of the corner of the room.

Voice: MWAHAHAHAHA!

Nakedman: OH NO! I suspected that I was being followed by someone… and now my terrible, terrible fears have been confirmed!

Valkyrie: AGH! Protect me, husband! … Err… Uh… I mean… umm…

Nakedman: I suspect I know who this is… there could be only one dastardly fiend so cunning to try to sneak up on me… reveal yourself, ARSENIC!

And out of the shadows walks…

Orion Pax, Janitor: Arsenic? Uh, no. I’m Orion Pax.

Nakedman: Orion Pax? What the hell? Why were you laughing maniacally.

Orion Pax: I was doing my Megatron impression.

Valkyrie: Who is this, Nakedman? Why do you never introduce me to any of your friends?

Nakedman: This is Orion Pax. He’s an Idiot from Cyberslam who was a wrassler in the iRWF and CBF. Now he’s a janitor. What are you doing here?

Orion Pax: Oh, well. It’s October 19. And on October 19, 1999 I joined Cyberslam.

Valkyrie: Oh look Nakey, he remembers an anniversary! I bet you’ll never remember our anniversary! *snaps*

Nakedman: *right cross to Valkyrie*

Orion Pax: Oh yeah, there was one other reason I came here too.

Nakedman: What was that?

Orion Pax: I can’t remember. Some dude in a gasmask told me, but I was too busy thinking about that time that Gears had his personality altered to become a Decepticon slave in Episode 18: “Changing Gears.” Ho ho! That was a good episode. Well, all things considered. I mean we all know it’s no Episode 81, “Webworld.” That’s where the Decepticons trick their own leader Galvatron into going to a planet to try to have his insanity cured.

Nakedman: Gasmask?! OH NO! My terrible fears have been sort of confirmed in a way! Tell me… do you remember anything at all he said?

Orion Pax: Well, there was something about a trap.

Just then, a net falls down on both of them.

Arsenic: HAHA! You’re both such idiots!

Nakedman: You jerk! What are you doing?

Arsenic: Oh, you’ll see. Once I sneak you past the old AoD locker room, through the Paper Wall and into the EVIL LAIR OF EVIL! Then I will take you into the hidden Crystal Room where you will meet some other of your… “friends” from the last five years.

Orion Pax: Cool! I have friends! I didn’t even know. I thought my only friends in the world were imaginary.

Arsenic: Then when you are both there… you will be the first guinea pigs in my TERRIBLE EXPERIMENT! MWAHAHAHAHA!

Nakedman: Why? Why are you doing this?

Arsenic: That’s a good question. Hrmmm.

Arsenic rubs his chin (gasmask).

Arsenic: I guess it’s just because that whole “freezing the world” thing has already been done. And I’m out of ideas. I mean I’ve already transformed Wingnut into a Chicken Wing so I’m running low on ideas (gasmask). Give me a damn break.

And with that, Arsenic drags Nakedman and Orion Pax in the net back to the Evil Lair of Evil. Man, what a hell of a way to begin a fifth anniversary of Fantasy Wrestling RP.

Nakedman: Hey man-wife! Why don't you save me?

Valkyrie: Why don't YOU save yourself?! You're the man, after all!

Nakedman: Cause, you're the woman and the woman makes the lunch! And saves the man, apparently.

Valkryie: Oh yeah?

Nakedman: Yeah!

Arsenic: God, you guys are so gay.

Orion Pax: Seriously.

Suddenly, the floor beneath all of them opens up and the two of them plummet into a bottomless pit.

Nakedman: I'M FALLING!

Valkyrie: No ****, Sherlock.

Arsenic: Damn! Is this one of my old traps that I forgot about?!

Orion Pax: If only I was a Decepticon! Then I could fly and save us! But I wouldn't, since I would be a Decepticon, and thus evil.

The four of them hit the bottom of the pit and it hurts like a bitch.

Nakedman: Wait a minute... If this was a bottomless pit, how did we hit the bottom?

Valkyrie: Yeah... And it was only, like, ten feet deep. The fall didn't even hurt that much! The floor is covered in a mattress!

A shadow falls over the pit.

Brain Eating Zombie: I am the one responsible for this cunning trap!

Orion Pax: Cunning? But all you did was drop us in a ten foot pit! That's not cunning!

Nakedman: Like a net was any better.

Brain Eating Zombie: SILENCE! Now that I have you trapped, I can sacrifice Nakedman's soul to M'Teru!

Valkyrie: No! No! I love my soul!

Nakedman: What are you bitching about? It's only my soul he's after. Geez, what are you, on your period or something?

Valkyrie: Shut up! That hurt my feelings!

Brain Eating Zombie: SILENCE! Valkyrie, Arsenic, Orion Pax... You all may leave, as you are not required for the sacrifice.

The Brain Eating Zombie lowers a rope ladder into the pit and Valkyrie, Arsenic, and Orion Pax climb out.

Valkyrie: Thanks.

Brain Eating Zombie: SILENCE! You're welcome.

Nakedman: Damn you Valkyrie! How could you leave me to have my soul sucked out of my body? Possibly through my anus? That would totally not be cool in any way! Especially if a zombie dude is doing it!

Brain Eating Zombie: SILENCE! Now, I will begin the sacrifice!

The Brain Eating Zombie starts waving his arms in the air and causing giant gouts of green energy to shoot into the air. Nakedman is freightened while Valkyrie stands there... Possibly to save his husband?! And will Arsenic murder the Brain Eating Zombie?! And will Orion Pax unleash his New Lead fury on them all?

AT ANY RATE… along the way they were intercepted by the Brain-Eating Zombie, with plans to sacrifice Nakedman’s soul to M’Teru, which is some kind of god or something.

Orion Pax: Optimus Prime is my only God!

Arsenic: Well, this wasn’t part of my plan. In fact, for my plan to work I kind of needed both of you. But seeing as how that is a way creepy Brain-Eating Zombie, I say we just get the hell out of dodge and leave Nakedman to die there.

Valkyrie: NO WAY! We can’t just leave my husb-errrr… “significant other” there to die!

Orion Pax: Cursory Reports indicate that I agree with Valkyrie. After all, that jerk Brain-Eating Zombie made a New Lead crack. That is below the belt and I won’t stand for it. Only a Decepticon would do something like that!

Brain Eating Zombie: Now… the Sacrifice… BEGINS!

Nakedman: Hey… didn’t you already say that in your last post? I mean you didn’t say those exact words, but what you just said now was a paraphrase.

Orion Pax: Okay, think fast Arsenic! This is the 5th Anniversary Special and two years ago we had a 3rd Anniversary special. Then… a bunch of Hawaiians were trying to sacrifice me as a virgin to their gods and I battled you on top of a Volcano. How did we get out of that situation?

Arsenic: That’s a good question. I can’t really remember.

Orion Pax: OH WAIT! I remember now! We didn’t! Both of us slipped into the lava and died! Hrmm… odd. How are we here today?

Arsenic: SHHH!!!! If you would have just never mentioned that then no one would have ever known the continuity error of our continued existence!

Orion Pax: It’s just like how the Decepticons survived after the end of Season 1 when they all fell into the Lava pit. By the way, that’s episode 16: “Heavy Metal War.”

Arsenic: WAIT! I HAVE AN IDEA! Valkyrie! Take all your clothed off right now!

Valkyrie: LOOK! Just because I’m married to a man doesn’t mean that I…

Arsenic: JUST DO IT! Do you want to save your husband or not?!

Valkyrie: YES!… I mean he’s not my husband, but… but… oh, what the hell?

Valkyrie takes his clothes off. Then Arsenic rips off his gasmask.

Everyone: *GASP*

And Arsenic sticks it on Nakedman’s face.

Arsenic: Hey stupid Zombie! You got the wrong guy!

Brain Eating Zombie: Ahem! How dare you insinuate that I am a stupid zombie. I hate those stereotypes of zombies as stupid, inarticulate beings that slowly move along without thinking. That is aliveist of you! You know, aliveist like racist, only you’ve alive and I’m dead instead of us being two different races.

Arsenic: Well weren’t you supposed to sacrifice Nakedman? The guy you got there looks like he’s wearing something to me. He’s wearing A GASMASK! While this guy over here, he’s the naked man.

Valkyrie: Huh?

Brain Eating Zombie: GASP! You’re right! How could I ever make such a mistake. Wanna trade real quick?

Arsenic: Sure.

Nakedman is given back to Arsenic, while Arsenic throws Valkyrie back down to the Brain Eating Zombie.

Valkyrie: OKAY ARSENIC! Good Phase 1 of the plan! Now what is Phase 2 where you rescue me? Arsenic? Arsenic? Nakedman? Orion Pax? Hello? HEY! Where did you guys go?!

Meanwhile, Arsenic had ripped the gasmask off of Nakedman’s face… put it back on his own face, has thrown Nakedman and Orion Pax back into the net and carries them both back to the Evil Lair of Evil, this time running pretty fast so not to be captured again.

Valkyrie: Guys… Guys… HELLO? OH NO!!!! I think I’ve been tricked!

Brain Eating Zombie: Oh M’Teru, take this soul…

Valkyrie: *gulp*

…..aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand SCENE!

October 19, 2004… Evil Lair of Evil.

Arsenic: Ah, here we are at last. Arrived at my beautiful lair! Let’s just hope that that dumb zombie hasn’t figured out his mistake yet and isn’t coming after us.

Nakedman: What you did to Valkyrie was quite mean. Though I’m guess I’m happy that he’s being killed instead of me.

Arsenic: Well, don’t thank me too soon. You may wish you had died back there once you learn what my plan is for you two… and the others. MWAHAHA-*cough*cough*

Orion Pax: Leave us be, jerk! Dragging me in that net all the way to this room really bruised me up! The Matrix of Leadership inside my chest could be damaged!

Arsenic: God, what an idiot. *shakes head*

Orion Pax: How come terrible things happen when we meet up? Like in the NGPW two years ago for the Third Anniversary Spectacular when we both slipped into the Lava and died?

Arsenic: I TOLD YOU TO STOP MENTIONING THAT! Geez, they probably would have forgotten about that by now.

Nakedman: So why are we here again, Captain-Doesn’t-Explain-the-Plan?

Arsenic: I’m glad you asked. Why don’t you see for yourself!?!

Arsenic presses a hidden button on the wall, cleverly disguised as a light switch so that no one would ever mistakenly touch it to reveal all his evil plans accidentally!

The wall opens up and reveals the hidden Crystal Room. Inside sit ten large human-sized containers. You can tell that they are human sized… because 7 of them are full… with HUMANS!

Nakedman: That Toaster isn’t a human. And neither is that Skeleton!

Arsenic: Details, details you whiney bitch!

Yes, 7 of the 10 containers are already occupied, with two left open for Orion Pax and Nakedman and the last one open for… uhh… who knows? At any rate, all of them are connected by wires and complex machinery that shouts out “hey, this is waaaay scientific!” But just who are in those seven capsules? Why I’m glad you asked!

Nakedman: My God! It’s Doctor Abortion!

Dr. Abortion: Oh no, don’t tell me that the naked guy is here too!

Nakedman: -Dark Jedi!

Dark Jedi: Man, I was just flying around in my Spaceship, the SS Natasha, when suddenly I was kidnapped. My bottle of Satan’s Gold must have been spiked!

Nakedman: -COUNT JUSTICE!

Count Justice: Aye, that foppish Dandy Sir Arsenic doth use magics of Mordred to capture me as well!

Nakedman: … and… and… Alvarado!

Alvarado: SILENCE, FOOLISH MOOR!

Nakedman: … Toaster!

Toaster: …

Nakedman: …and Charon!

Charon: Yep, you can’t have a party without the Ferryman of the Dead. And by that I mean kidnapping party. Oh, and check out this girlie in the capsule next to me. Man would I like to BONE her! Hahaha… get it? Bone?… You know. Because I’m a skeleton!

Nakedman: Yeah… it’s little Ms. Jasmine Belle Ofderkins, aka… Jailbait!

Jailbait: *teehee*… Arsenic told me that Billy Haskins would be here. And he’s the cutest guy on the high school football team. Only he’s not here and Arsenic just locked me up! What a big meanie!

Nakedman: Wow Arsenic… you’ve assembled THE GREATEST TALENT IN ALL OF WRASSLE AND CYBERSLAM HISTORY right here in this room!

The room falls to silence as they all look around to make sure that no one calls their bluff. Since no one says anything, Nakedman’s statement must be true.

Dr. Abortion: Just what are we all doing here anyway, Arse-hole?

Charon: Yeah… What do we 10 in this room all have in common?

Arsenic: That is not a simple answer to say, my foes. At least not without going OOC.

Dark Jedi: WAIT! I KNOW!

Count Justice: Ah, what be our connection, thou odd looking Black Knight of the Sky?

Dark Jedi: We… *hiccup*… we are all puppets. We don’t control our own lives. Some grand puppet master above controls us all, pulling our strings!

Alvarado: Si! That puppetmaster is known as our Lord God! And he tells me that he wants me to conquor the world in the name of Glorious Spain… and to assemble gold in his name!

Dark Jedi: …NO! I don’t mean God, you idiot! It’s something more sinister. It’s like… *hic*… some guy… some balding fat guy on a computer that has controlled each and every one of our fates for the last five years. Like we’re just creations of his mind, living out his sick and twisted desires and warped imagination.

Toaster: …

Orion Pax: Man, Dark Jedi. People say that I’m crazy for worshipping Transformers… but you are really crazy.

Nakedman: Yes. That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. You need to cut back on the booze, DeeJay.

Arsenic: Err… yess… “stupid.” At any rate, let’s hypothetically say that everything he said was true. Which, of course, it isn’t because this is real life and we are all unique, different people who are not the same person. But hypothetically, let’s say we take our divided self and start to… oh… how shall I say? RE-UNITE it!

ALL: *gasp*

Arsenic: Of course, I have no idea if this will actually work. What with the instructions for the human fusion machine being written in Korean. I had to just wing it when putting it together. So anyway… Nakedman and Orion Pax, please step into your respective capsules. For you two shall be the test to see if this whole things works. And if so… well, hahaha… we will continue onward!

An ominous silence falls over the room as Orion Pax and Nakedman are released from their net only to be locked up inside of containers with the threat of undergoing human fusion with one another.

Nakedman: That’s so gross. I don’t want to fuse with him!

Orion Pax: Pffft. Don’t look at me like I’d want this any more than you would. Besides, you’re the one married to another man.

Nakedman: Oh yeah? Well… well… Valkyrie has probably already been murdered by that Brain Eating Zombie by now! That makes me OFFICIALLY SINGLE!

Arsenic: He has a point Orion. But now you’re both about to become single… one single. But not quite in this post yet.

Jailbait: Hehe… post?! What does he mean by that?

Arsenic: First let me close this secret wall so we are completely hidden. AH, there! Now no one will be able to find us even if they do wander into the Evil Lair of Evil looking for us.

Orion Pax: Unless they hit the light switch, which is the “secret” button.

Arsenic: SHUT UP YOU!… You lost your right to talk before you were even created as a character 5 years ago on this very day.

Dr. Abortion: Oh yeah, thanks for reminding everyone of that anniversary. We obviously would have forgotten by now if you didn’t feel necessary to repeat it every 20 seconds.

Arsenic: *inaudibly mumbles something into gasmask, most likely involving swear words*

Valkyrie: Agh! No! Let me go!

Brain Eating Zombie: Silence Nakedman! You'll never be free!

Valkyrie: I'm not Nakedman! I'm Valkyrie!

Brain Eating Zombie: Pfft... Like I can trust you!

Valkyrie: I look nothing like Nakedman!

Brain Eating Zombie: All of you livings look the same to me. And you're not wearing clothes, which means you're Nakedman.

Valkyrie: No! Wait, I -

With a blast of green energy, the Brain Eating Zombie rips Valkryie's soul from his body. The body falls down limply to the ground.

Brain Eating Zombie: M'Teru! Take this soul as my offering to you!

Just then, the Spirit of Desire appears in a puff of pink smoke.

Spirit of Desire: What are you doing?!

Brain Eating Zombie: Sacrificing Nakedman!

Spirit of Desire: That's not Nakedman, you idiot! That's Valkyrie!

Soul of Valkyrie: I told you so.

Brain Eating Zombie: Oops... Well, can we put him back in his body?

Spirit of Desire: Yes. But that would take work. Instead, we can go find Nakedman and beat him up for tricking us.

Brain Eating Zombie: Good idea!

The Brain Eating Zombie and Spirit of Desire run off.

Soul of Valkyrie: Um... Guys? What am I supposed to do now?

Alvarado: ¡Maldígalo todo! I still do not understand why we nine have been brought together. What do I have in common with these other New World savages?

Dark Jedi: I explained it already! It’s the puppetmaster, man! We’re all his puppets!

Nakedman: I like my explanation that we’re all the best Slammers and Wrasslers ever.

Dr. Abortion: That explanation works for me as well.

Arsenic: YOU MORONS. You know that can’t be the reason why.

Charon: Oh really? And how did you know that?

Arsenic: Duh. Because Orion Pax is here.

Count Justice: He haveth a point.

Everyone nods their head in agreement. Except Pax.

Orion Pax: HEY! You know being the best is subjective. I’m sure someone out there thinks I’m pretty awesome. Even one of the best ever.

Everyone now bursts out into hardy laughter.

Orion Pax: I hate you guys. You’re all a bunch of Quintessans. And not even cool 5-faced Quints either. I mean those ugly one-faced ones that they drew when the animators got lazy.

Jailbait: Ugh! I hate being locked up. It’s been… like… seven hours since I last had sex. This is cruel and unusual!

Arsenic: Worry not. Soon it shall all be over for each and every one of you. Your transformations will be complete. And no, I don’t mean transformation in any sort of way to give Orion a boner.

Nakedman: Oooo! Oooo! Wait Arsenic. I have a question before you merge me with stupid loser Orion Pax!

Arsenic: UGH! What is it now?

Nakedman: There are ten capsules in this room. But you only kidnapped nine people. Why the number discrepancy?

Arsenic: Ah, well. At first I didn’t know how many people I was going to kidnap for the experiment. I kidnapped a lot of our B-Team squad, if you know what I mean. Then I decided that they were unnecessary for the experiment so I just disposed of them.

Nakedman: What do you mean by that?

Arsenic: Well look over in that corner of the room, doofus!

Arsenic points to across the Cyrstal Room where the floor tile has been removed and a shallow mass grave includes the bodies of The Shredder, Rob Pugh, Jayson Williams, Skeletor, Onslaught, the entire 2003 Redskins O-Line, Cave Man, and [fake] Streakender.

Dr. Abortion: I thought I smelled something funny.

Arsenic: One I got rid of them I settled on combining eight different people into four. But just in case some problem arose, I saved a ninth one of you as a backup. For instance, when that Brain Eating Zombie tried to kill Nakedman, that would have ruined my original plans. However, since I saved a ninth one of you as a backup… not all would have been lost. The backup would merely replace Nakedman.

Nakedman: But that still doesn’t explain why you have ten capsules!

Arsenic: Look, I said it’s hard to explain. Rest assured though, the reason is NOT that the nine of you plus me equals ten. Because that would imply that I myself would be involved in these experiments, which IS NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. I mean I can not foresee in any way how I could possibly blunder into the situation where I too would become the victim of my own insane schemes.

Toaster: …

Arsenic: AT ANY RATE… the time for talk is DONE! Now it is time for action. I have just selected capsules one and two for interface. That would be you, Nakedman and Orion Pax. Once I press this button here… THE FUSION BEGINS!

Dark Jedi: Button? That just looks like the on-switch to an EZ-Bake Oven to me.

Arsenic: SHUT UP! You’re from space! How would you even know what an EZ-Bake Oven looks like?!?!

Nakedman: -Oooooh! Oooohhh! One last question!

Arsenic: Ugh. What is it now?

Nakedman: Why do me and Orion have to be the first ones to go? Huh? Why does it have to be us.

Arsenic: Well, Orion is obviously the least popular. And you’re the creepy nude guy, which makes everyone uncomfortable. So if the process horribly fails and you two die… then there is no great loss.

Everyone nods their head in agreement. Except Jailbait. She likes naked guys.

Hrmm… I guess Toaster doesn’t nod either. Toaster just sits there.

Arsenic: Any last requests?

Orion Pax: Yes, I would like-*AGHHHH*

Arsenic presses the button.

Arsenic: Sorry, didn’t get that.

Blue electricity flows throughout the capsules containing Nakedman and Orion Pax. At first all watch in horror as the electricity surrounds them. But then it shines so bright that no one can see. When the light finally dims… the two men are gone… are replaced with but one man.

Arsenic: HA! SUCCESS! SUCCESS!!! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! I AM SO AWESOME! Please Sir… tell me your name!

So there he stands, a man practically nude except for his Transformers underwear. His body much like Nakedman, but his face much like his Orion Pax. His personality… well… that’s to be determined. And his name?

Orion McNaked: Hi guys, I’m Orion McNaked!

Dr. Abortion: Mc? Where the heck did the “mick” come from?!

Arsenic: *shrugs shoulders* (gasmask) I dunno. Maybe there was one strand of Highland Terror hair that was on Nakedman’s shoulder or something. The point is that it’s not a dominant personality trait. Listen fools, listen to what I have done. I have taken the recombinant DNA from Nakedman and Orion Pax and mixed them together. Each strand of Nakedman’s DNA mixes with a strand of Orion’s DNA… the left over is dissolved and we are left with a half-and-half. He is practically like a child between Nakedman and Orion Pax, taking half of its traits from each parent.

Orion McNaked: The bondage of clothing is disgusting. If man is to be free then they should shred the clothes they wear. After all, Transformers don’t wear clothes and look at how awesome they are.

Count Justice: Fie. This shalt maketh me sick to listen to him.

Charon: I dunno. Listening to just one of them is kinda better than having to listen to them both.

Jailbait: …Wait… I still don’t quite get what happened. If… like… I had sex with Orion McNaked… would that count as a three-some? I mean how would I tally it in my diary?

Arsenic: Well, with the first run a total success, I shall now take a Washington Redskins cap with fake autographs signed on it, throw all of your the rest of your names in it and randomly pick which groups of two among you shall be combined now.

Dr. Abortion: You don’t have any grand strategy or cunning plot? You’re just going to do it random?

Arsenic: Sure… What the hell? OKAY GUYS… first name out of the hat… Dr. Abortion!

Dr. Abortion: ARGH! You did that on purpose, jerk!

Arsenic: You know what? Just for that it ISN’T going to be random for you. I’m teaming you up with Jailbait!

Dr. Abortion: NO! NO! I HATE CHILDREN!

Jailbait: Yeah, and that guy is so mean and creepy that I don’t even want to have sex with him.

Arsenic: Too bad. That’s how it is now. Take solase in this, Dr. Abortion, at least when you’re merged with Jailbait you’ll get to touch a female body, OH SNAP!

Count Justice: HA! Like thou be one to talk about never feeling the touch of a woman, feeble cur Arsenic! For thou be the most homely of all beggars in the kingdom! Thine countenance inspire many a lass to run in fear! Haha… HUZZAH!

Arsenic: OKAY! THAT’S IT! You’re next, buddy. You’re teaming up with…

Arsenic reaches into the hat and pulls out…

Arsenic: …Alvarado? Hrmmm…

Alvarado: ¡No!

Charon: Good work Arsenic. Combine the olden times guy who hates Moors with the olden times guy who hates Moors. That should produce a new and exciting character for sure. Pfffft!

Arsenic: Okay… so there are now just three names left in the hat! Yet only two can be combined. That means the ninth man, the one left out, will not be merged. Instead, you will probably be hit in the back of the head with this awesome shovel I have here, and added into the pile in the corner. There is a little room left next to Jayson Williams, I think. AND THE FINAL TWO ARE…

Dark Jedi, Charon and Toaster all wait with great anticipation. Well, not Toaster.

Arsenic: -DARK JEDI AND TOASTER!

Dark Jedi: Wow, that is so awesome!

Toaster: …

Charon: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Arsenic: Oh please, stop whining about me killing you. Look at your Charon, you’re a Skeleton. You’re already dead. It’s not like you deserve to merge with anyone anyway. I mean out of all the people I kidnapped, you’re probably the one I’d want to merge with the least anyway.

Charon: Hrm. You know it’s odd that you said that, considering that we two are the only two characters left not assigned to merge yet.

Arsenic: Yes, but as I said earlier: what are the chances of me blundering somehow and that happening? Very unlikely I’d say.

Arsenic then trips on a banana peel and falls into the tenth capsule while at the same time pressing the button to activate all the transformations.

Arsenic: OH CRAP!