All Together Now

Artik found some googly eyes and industrial glue. "Terrific."

"I hate you guys." Cyril sighed.

Makoto grinned. "Welcome to the world if the psychopath brother!"

Rick ran in and spat on Makoto.

Artik was trying not to laugh.

Cyril was busy fixing his new googly eyes to notice Rick disrespecting Makoto in such an extreme way.

Makoto turned into a shadow and it went right through him and hit Artik. "Why is he here?"

Artik shrugged. Rick disappeared.

"SOooooooo, we were going places?"

Makoto stepped outside to an alternate Vegeta which was covered in cities. "Hey guys. I found me." Makoto pointed to a large screen that had a picture o Makoto and said. "Intergalactic criminal to be exicuted for destruction of hundreds of galaxies."

Artik grinned, "Nifty!" He giggled, "now you can be evil and not have to feel bad for killing us off!"

Cyril frowned. "Wait what?"

Makoto looked at Cyril. "I could..."

Artik cheered.

Cyril edged behind Artik. "But, aren't you already an intergalactic criminal, wanted for the destruction of many galaxies?"

Makoto shrugged. "Apparently I haven't killed everyone that wanted me in jail in this universe."

Artik clapped, "There you have it!"

"Well, shall we?" Cyril gestured outwards.

Makoto shrugged. "Wanna save me?"

Artik shrugged, "Meddling with interdimensional affairs? Absolutely."

"Do you really deserve to be saved?" Cyril wondered philosophically. That's probably not good enough of a reason to use the word philosophically, but I can't be bothered to think of another.

Makoto ignored the Newgrounds ripoff and looked at Artik. "Lets go murder some cops!"

((Err. Who ripped of what now?))

Artik shrugged. "Lead on, baby!"

Cyril wondered what Newsgrounds was. He liked to think it was the hunting grounds for journalists or something. "I want to hunt them down with bows and arrows and shit." Cyril said gleefully. He looked worried. That wasn't in line with his alignment. That strange voice soothed him though and he materialized a spear in his hand and a quiver with a bow on his back.

((The madness race is a direct ripoff of a series Called madness combat on Newgrounds))

Makoto shrugged.. He then shot a cop.

Artik ripped one's head off. "YIPPPEEEE." He hadn't had this much fun executing people since he was that French king.