[spoiler]Two clipart kittens, one an orange tabby, the other a British shorthair, stand in a generic photograph of a bedroom holding clipart of chainsaws while wearing pirate outfits. Both kittens and their chainsaws float around on screen without changing their generic position. Both speak with simulated voices.
“I’m bored.” Said the orange tabby, the whirring of chainsaws almost drowning him out. “Do you have anything to do Brittany?”
“No I don’t, Orango!” She responded. “All I could think of is playing with chainsaws all day.”
But just then, the horrible happened. The chainsaws ran out of gas! They’re cartoonishly shocked eyes overlaid over the clipart watch in the wrong direction as the sound of chainsaws shifts to silence
“Oh noes!” They both said in unison. “We need more gas!”
“But we can’t get gas!” Said Orango, “The secret of getting gas was held by humans and they all died when we used our chainsaws on them!”
“Noooo! The irony has screwed us again!” Yelled the two in unison.
The two pieces of clipart turn 90 degrees in a position that could be described with some amount of imagination as ‘lying down.’
“Brittany, do you think we went too far killing all the humans? I guess they were important for some stuff.”
“We might have… I kind of miss them already.”
Two thought bubbles popped up containing live action cat videos obviously lifted from other videos. Brittany thought about mealtimes, belly rubs and warm fires. Orango thought about being pet, napping in a human’s lap, and pooping in the toilet.
Then Orango farted.
Then the house exploded.
Orango and Brittany are now standing in static rain, the sound of the pitter-patter of raindrops is accompanied by a tingy noise. The alley way is another generic photo.
“Could this day get any worse?” Said Orango.
The words “To Be Contined” are overlaid on black screen, followed by the text “Please revew nice, I’m only 12.”[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Camera shakes like crazy, as expected from a handheld Dataverse Device. The setting looks like a savanna of an unknown location. Two meerkats, a male and a female, stand far apart from each other. The male inches himself closer and closer to the female. She doesn't seem to mind his advances. He kept closing the gap until they were only an inch apart. With a slow movement, he clambers onto her. It's around this point that the camerawoman moves in closer. Both meerkats whip their head around to glare at her. The male gets on two legs and starts tossing rocks at her.
"Don't ruin this for me!" Yelled the Meerkat, "I'm trying to prove something to my Warthog buddy, so GET OUT OF HERE!"
The cameralady turns 180 degrees and the video ends on her running like crazy while rocks are flying past her.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Open on a funeral. Orange leaves blow across the dreary sight of two women and a pastor standing around a grave with two caskets. The pastor speaks sermons; one of the women, wearing thick-rimmed glasses is sobbing uncontrollably, and the other is a normal looking brunette just looking coldly off into space. We slowly approach in closer to the stone cold brunette.

We see a partially lit bedroom with a queen-sized bed. It looks lived in but it is now missing two occupants. The brunette steps into the room carrying a box labeled ‘Mom and Dad.’
She looks through the photos on the walls, all partially obscured by darkness, her eyes getting more and more wet with each frame that comes across her vision.
She closes the curtains to the window, obscuring everything in darkness. With a heavy sigh, she walks out the room, shutting the door behind, fighting internally to not look back.

Cut to a Dataverse Device buzzing in front of us. The picture displays the big-rimmed glasses woman from the funeral. A caption identifies her as “Little sis.” The brunette picks up the phone. She hovers her thumb over the ‘Pick up’ button. However, she is briefly flashed with memories: the four of them by a lake, the four of them unwrapping presents by a flashily decorated tree, the four of them on vacation on Hawaii, all three slightly obscured by darkness. Tears rolling down her cheeks, she chucked the phone back on the table and sank her face in a pillow on the couch.

Snow is falling outside. Her Dataverse Device is buzzing again, this time displaying a text message. It reads, “I miss you, please call me.”

The brunette is seen sitting alone on a Coruscant bus stop, snow flurries wafting in front of her. She sits there, her face blank as people of all varieties move past her in fast motion. The snow shifts to rain, then rain shifts to sunshine.

Late one night, the brunette walks into the house from before, throws her keys on the desk across from the door. And crashes on the couch.

She woke up dazed the next morning, sleepily pulling herself onto her feet. She walks down the hallways of the house. She turns her face as she approaches, the room before, trying to avert her eyes from its mere existence, but something catches her eye: light coming from under the door.
Hesitant, she reaches for the doorknob, twisting it and pushing it forward. She walks up to the windows, the curtains are now open again. She stands, looking at them puzzled. But then she looks around the room.
The sun’s rays now illuminated all the photos that were once bathed in shadow before. Without even thinking, she gravitated to the photo nearest to her and plucked it off the wall. It was the four of them at the lake again; the older male was losing the fishing pole to a big catch. She barely stifled a chuckle before it all came out in one long loud bout of laughter.
Fading through the next hours, she spends a great deal of time going through each photo on the wall. Some made her laugh, some made her cry, but despite whatever the reaction she had, she was sporting a big goofy grin on her face.
However, the grin dropped when she came across a photo of her sister and her. She pulls out her phone. After looking between the photo and the device, she finally placed the photo carefully in it’s place on the wall, and started to type a text message.
‘I’m sorry for everything. I’ve been a terrible sister. I don’t deserve to be forgiven, but if you still want to see me after all this time, give me a call.’
She pressed the send button, and drops her hand in her lap; looking all around morose. She looks at the photo of the two of them again. She begins to sob. But before too many tears could be shed, her Dataverse Device begins to buzz. She lifts up her phone. ‘Call from Little Sis’ accompanied by that familiar photo. Her eyes widening; she pressed her finger on that ‘pick up’ button with little hesitation.

A little park in the middle of the city. The leaves are orange and falling again. The woman with the big-rimmed glasses waits near a park bench. She looks up to see the brunette standing in the distance. With a big goofy smile on both their faces, the brunette runs into her arms where they share a tearful embrace. We move away from the two, flying up past the falling leaves, fading into white.
Text appears over the white: “Dataverse Devices bring people together,” followed by the text: “This message brought to you by Omnitwitter.”[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Orango and Brittany (or at least the cheap clip art we associate with them) stand around farting repeatedly in an alleyway. Brittany gains an angry face.
“Had you forgotten how we got in dis mess?” She yelled, completely ignoring that she was farting too. Orango looks sad, so Brittany dons a mspaint drawn frowny face in reponse. “Awww, I forgive you. We can sex later.”
“Yay!” They both say.
Then suddenly, a still frame of a Russian Blue cat appears.
“I am evil! Mwahahahahaha.” Said what was clearly a screenshot from some animal show.
“Oh noes! We must the evil kitty! For we are real kitties!”
The Orango picture flies across the screen while some flashy effect happens in the background.
“HIIIIIIYAAA!” He yelled.
A gif of an explosion overlays over the evil cat as the sound effect of an explosion plays in the background.
“Noooo!” Yelled evil Kitty as she died.
“Yay! I did it!” said Orango, cheap smilie face pasted of his face.
“That murder was puuurrrtastic!” exclaimed Brittany.
Then they all run off in a random direction.
The text “To Be Continued!” flash on the screen as well as the text: "Pleas Liek and subsibe I'm 12"[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Text overlay over the screen.
“Disclaimer: This video is not for the faint of heart. Please do not watch this video if you have a heart condition. Thank you.”
In a dark and storming night, a scientist walks around a lab filled with sparking machines and gizmos. She’s wearing a stereotypical pair of goggles and lab coat. On the table in the middle of the room is what looks like a body of some creature covered in a sheet with electrodes attached to it. Climbing up the stairway, she looks down on her work with glee.
“Finally the day has come, my work can finally be finished.” She began, a gleem in her twisted little smile. “God forgive me for what I must do, for I must do it for science!”
She flipped a lever on the machine; it whirs into life with doohickeys and monitors flashing like crazy. Suddenly, electricity courses through the electrodes, shocking the body. It quivers in place as muscles short wire. After a while, she shuts the machine off and watches the body carefully. One of the creature’s hand moves ever so slightly.
“It’s alive! Oh lord and mighty, it’s alive!” She said, but then she had to dial back. “Oh wait, I gave god the finger by basically doing this… Ummm… Hail Diablo I guess?”
The figure rises above the sheet. But just before the sheet could fall off, the lights come off.
“What did I blow a fuse? How’d I do that after the electricity thing?” she said.
“Wait here my creation while I go down to the fuse box!”
Lighting a lantern, she climbed down the stairs. As she passed the table, she doesn’t realize the table now empty as the light passes over it.
She climbs down a flight of stairs into a moss filled cobweb-covered basement. Stumbling around on a few random objects, she comes across the power break. She flips around a number of switches, getting no response. However, after a few seconds, she looks up to see that the cables leading up to the box have all been cut.
She hears a growl in the darkness, as well as clawed footsteps ringing down the hallway. It slowly creeps, one step at a time, noise getting louder with each step.
With little hesitation, she starts running another direction. She runs up the steps back to the lab. Pulling out a gun from a hidden panel, she runs back down to the where the lab converges with the stairwell to the basement and aims into the darkness. The claws scraping across the ground getting louder and louder, climbing up stairs towards the lab. She holds the light out so she can see what’s approaching. But then, the sound stops.
She continues point the gun at the darkness, expecting something to jump out, but for a few excruciatingly long seconds, there absolute silence.
Then suddenly, her eyes go wide, her irises slip into her head as a knife impales her throat. A man’s face leans in and rests on her shoulder. Face disfigured and distorted; he is grinning gleefully. Fade to black.

Fade back in; the man carries the now dead woman to the table. He straps her down and attaches the electrodes to her. He leans his head in, kissing her sweetly on the cheek, before walking up the stairs toward the panels of the dark laboratory. He places his hands on the machinery. Electricity exudes from his fingers, shocking the doohickies and monitors back to life. Shocks runs into the girl, her body convulsing. He shuts off the machine.
Her eyes open wide, she starts gasping for breath. Every time she desperately tries to breath in some life supporting air, it keeps getting sucked out the hole in her throat. However, even after a full 30 seconds of gasping a bleed, there is not sign of her actually dying. She just keeps gasping, spurting blood, and rolling her eyes in complete pain.
The creature picks up the suffering woman, and with a smile spread across his face, runs off into the night; her gasps and screams echoing through the darkness as they disappear out of sight. Fade to black.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Orango and Brittany (again, clip art) jump out in front of the screen.
“That was so brave of you. You are my hero.” Stated Brittany.
“I sure am!” Said Orango.
They continue walking in a stilted animation. They come across clip art of a chainsaw.
“Gasp! That could have gas in it!” Brittany said.
“I’m so going to try it.” Orango said.
He ran up to the to the chainsaw and started yanking on the start up chain thingy.
After four yanks, the chainsaw proceeds to explode.

Suddenly, Brittany was being played by a real talking British Shorthair, shot on location in some dark alley in Costa Del Sol. Film quality was HD. She gets up, wincing, she gives off a painful grunt as she’s back on her feet.
“Are you ok, Orango?”
However, she saw a live action orange tabby lying on the ground. His fur was burnt on several places. His breathing was slowed. Horrified and in disbelief, Britany slowly inched forward on her two back feet. Tears filling her eyes, she knelt down next to him, wrapping a paw around him.
“It’s going to be alright…” She said, her voice shaking. “We’ll get you patched up.”
“There is no one else.” He said. “The humans are all dead. There’s no one to patch me up anymore. We’re on our own.”
“Please… Please don’t leave me.” She wept.
“I’m sorry Britany.”
“Don’t speak that way, you’re going to make it.”
“There’s something I have to say.” He began, sounding incredibly weak. “The sex… It was incredible…”
He breathed out one last time.
“Orango? Orango… No… No… Nooooooooooooooooo!!!!” She yelled throwing her paws into the air.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Nighttime on an empty street running along the pier; human skeletons littered the road. Propaganda posters proposing the cat nazi agenda are plastered all over the walls. Brittany the British shorthair walked with her head hung low and her emotions empty. Even starving kitten beggars kept their distance, as it was clear she had nothing to give anymore.
She approached the edge of a dock. Looking into the water of the Vasty Deeps, tears filled her eyes as they dripped, making tiny ripples in the crashing waves of the ocean.
With a heavy breath, she inched her way to the edge. She lifted a front paw up, and shut her eyes in anticipation of a sudden drop.
But in the last second, she pulled back. She sighed again, and continued on her walk.
When she noticed one of the posters on the wall.
“Join the Cat Nazi Party for a better life!”
After a brief moment of silence, she gained a look of determination on her face.

Back in the remains of Orango and her houses, she dug with her claws at the wreckage, until a secret door is revealed. Pulling it open with her mouth, it gives way to an underground secret passage. Deep in the halls of the earth, she discovers an absurd cache of weapons of all shapes and sizes.
“Don’t worry Orango, I shall avenge you!” she said.
A montage of locking and loading occurs as she places shotguns, machine guns, rifles, and handguns all over her body.

An evil Nazi cat base; a bunch of cats with nazi arm bands organize weapons, take phone calls, and get coffee. Then suddenly, the door to the place get’s blown off. As the smoke and dust clear, Brittany is shown standing in the new hole. The entire room starts blasting their weapons at her, but conveniently miss. She starts darting around the room, pulling out weapon after weapon, blasting every random baddie in the way. A few grenades here and there to wipe out a bunch of cat nazis at once. She must have killed a hundred or so more before she reached a giant door that read: “Final Boss’ room.”
Inside was Cat Hitler, sitting on a throne made of human skulls.
“You were foolish to come here,” he said while standing up and brandishing twin Katanas. “You’ll find that I’m quite the sword figher.”
She shot him in the face.

Months later, Brittany is seen sitting on a beach. A number of little kittens are playing at her feet. She looks up forlornly into the sunset.

A man, looking to be in his 20s, sat facing the camera in a standard bedroom. His walls were covered of posters for movies like “Underverse Boy” and “Transfingurers,” as well as a few bands that look grungy. A door is fully visible in the background.
“Hello guys. Thank you for watching and I hope you like and subscribe. I apologize for the inconsistency of quality. I was 12 at the start of this project but my accident has aged me to 25 in a matter of seconds. No worries though, I’m quite fine. In fact, expect my next series of youtube videos to come out in-”
Suddenly, there was a banging on the door. The man froze in place.
“No, it can’t be…” He said.
The banging repeated, and continued.
“Oh no… They’ve come for me… They’ve come for me!”
He leapt out of his seat and runs off frame. Suddenly, the door breaks down and a man in a cloak enters. It hovers in towards the camera, a little bit of its pale sickly face reveals in the light. As it opened its mouth wide to moan, the image distorts and cuts to blackness.


The following text overlays over the blackness:
“Johnson Jones in:
Grow
Coming to the Dataverse: soon”[/spoiler]

[spoiler]From the producers that brought you comedic movies such as “Dude, Where’s My Magic Carpet?” and “Horrible Primes” to the serious action movies such as “Tangled Death” and “Johnny Danger”, comes the law abiding, cop duo, tag team Omnivision show “Law and Orker”

The voice over and clips from the mentioned movies stop as the screen goes black, then cuts to the view of an arrest warrant on a desk, a single, black pen sitting next to it and a steaming coffee mug behind both of them. The screen pans up to see a pair of large feet resting on the table, as the screen moves we reveal Orker, asleep on a couch, in his usual gear which consist of a swat vest and hat while wearing a pair of blue police officer pants.

‘Orker… Orker!’ Law yells, jolting Orker awake.
‘What is it Law?’ Orker asked as the scene cut’s to law standing by a desk and an empty doughnut box.
‘Where are the donuts?’ Law asks as he lifts the box up, checking for any clues to the missing doughnuts.
‘They’re in the fridge.’ Orker calls out, prompting Law to turn to see two refrigerators, one labelled ‘Refrigerator’ and the other labelled ‘Cold storage Evidence Locker’. Law opens the fridge to see nothing but milk, some eggs and a half eaten tub of Omniverse Yoghurt (the Yoghurt reads ‘Good for the bones, Good for the mind.’)
‘There’s two fridges here, which one did you put them in?’ Law asks as he turns to the second fridge.
‘The one on the right.’ Orker replied as he appeared behind Law and looked over his shoulder, realizing his mistake. Law opened the fridge only to find several doughnuts covered in what looked like blood and ice. The both sit there for a moment before Orker interrupts the silence.
‘Well… You could eat around the blood…’ Orker says as he points at the doughnuts and pats Law on the back.

The screen cut’s to black with the sound of a gunshot and then some text appears in the middle of the screen with a voice over reading the text.

‘Coming to Omnivision near you!’[/spoiler]

[spoiler]A very shaky camera comes into focus. On screen, is Guu, lying back to back with some random guy. The scenery looks like the clearing of a forest. In the distance, the noises of someone fighting a T-Rex could be heard.
“Hey, I’m Guu.” She said rather plainly.
She places the camera on the ground. She hovers her noodle like arm in front of it. It shifts into the shape of a cat. She has it walk across the ground, in and out of frame. Every now and then, she pulls off her arm, showing that the cat shape stays and moves even when detached.
She moves her other arm that turns into a little dinosaur thing. It resembles a raptor of sorts. The raptor arm thing moves in a hunting position, taking cover in some of the 2-inch blades of grass. The cat doesn’t notice the raptor, it keeps playing around, swatting at invisible butterflies and the like. The raptor moves, inching its way in.
Eventually, the cat hears a rustle in the grass. The cat looks at the raptor directly, but it doesn’t have time to even react as it immediately leaps on the cat…

…giving it a big hug. The two snuggle sweetly as hearts floating above their head (held up by bits of Guu skin so it’s technically not flying.) As the two cuddle, Guu detaches an arm from the two, allowing one arm to control the cuddling couple.
Suddenly, the other arm comes back into frames as a giant cat that’s three times larger than both the cat and raptor combined. It looks down on the two. The smaller cat looks up and nods. It gives one last nuzzle to the dino and then completely detaches from Guu’s arm and walks up to the larger cat. It climbs onto its back, and the larger cat begins to walk away and disappears into Guu’s arm. The raptor watches, and then smiles sweetly before running off into Guu’s arm.
Guu picked up the device and brings it up to her face.
“Like and subscribe.”[/spoiler]

[spoiler]There’s a black screen. In fades a man dressed in an all white ski outfit. Everything is covered up with exception of his mouth.
“My name is Omni. This is not the world you know. This is the Omniverse. You interest me, so I have abducted you to be my play thing. The Omniverse reflects the wishes of those who are a part of it. But, there are rules that I expect you to follow to the letter, so listen me dammit.

Omni holds up what is clearly a basketball painted in a rainbow of colors. The green on the ball is mostly disappearing into the background. He puts the ball in a hand that has outstretched at the bottom of the screen.
“This is Omnilium. I designed it based off of one of my testicles.”
Suddenly, the hand jerks in horror, dropping the ball, causing it to bounce off screen.
“It is accepted currency in this world, because the people around here know whose boss. You’ll learn to like it.
“Oh yeah, you won’t be alone in the Omniverse. There are plenty of people to abuse at your leisure all so you can grab on to my shiny balls. They give you powers. Trust me, ask my Ex.

“Don’t need to fear death. If you don’t believe me, throw yourself into a pit of lava. You won’t die! Trust me!

“Well anyways, that’s all you really need to know right now. Hope my vague explanation was good enough an orientation for you. BTW, all your loved ones are in my sex dungeon. See ya later, and know me better man!”

The man disappears in a sudden bath of light.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]A man in an all white ski outfit, covering everything but his face, sits on an extravagant throne while wearing a giant crown and cape.
“Hello my subjects. I’ve gotten the vibe from my followers that they see me as an overlord or a god. I want to clear up that I am merely a peer.”
A man garbed in fancy hotel uniform walks in frame pushing a cart. He pulls off the metal cover to reveal caviar, sparkling champagne, and a steak composed of endangered panda meat.
“We are all working together to make a fantastic Omniverse. I’m not your enemy, it is crucial that you all understand that we are on the same team here.”
Two busty women in revealing maid costumes come into frame. One of them works towards massaging Omni’s feet, the other starts cutting up his food and feeding it directly into his mouth. After chewing for a second while making pleased yummy sounds, he speaks again.
“I may be the most powerful being around, but the truly powerful are you primes… and some of you secondaries.”
A busty woman walks into frame. She has a yellow scarf wrapped around her D cup breasts, which is holding up a pink skirt that barely covers her rear end. On her head, she’s wearing what is obviously a wig of pink hair. She moves in and sits in Omni’s lap in a direction that’s perpendicular to how Omni’s sitting, her legs laying on one of the arm rests, arms wrapped around the back of his neck. She looks into the camera with bedroom eyes.
“Listen to our master.” She says in a deep sultry voice. “You might learn something.”
Omni chuckled as he smiled with glee.
“So the next time you think I am oppressing you, stop and think: ‘Shouldn’t I be blaming myself in this situation instead of that sex god Omni?’ That is all Omniverse.”
The video cuts off as he is about to cop a feel.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]The man in the crappy Omni disguise sits on his throne again, looking directly into the audience (or as much as he could with no eye holes in his mask.) The camera zooms out slowly, revealing that he is holding a wine glass full of milk, which he is swirling around. The camera keeps zooming out, the pink haired woman from before lies obediently at his feet. Keep going and we see angels, all mostly naked to show off their athletic bodies, donning curly blonde hair, standing in random poses as if they thought they were in a modeling shoot. Keep zooming and it’s revealed to be a bar with naked woman shaped tables and the place was all full of angels.
“That was I and my sex slave, and some of my boys hanging out at the oververse milk bar. They served stuff like… Goat’s milk, soymilk, sheep’s milk, and cat’s milk. That’s what we were drinking. It was the perfect substance to get you going for a night of ultra snatching.” Narrated fake Omni.

Omni, the pink haired woman, and some of the blonde angels were walking down the street of a dark british neighborhood. They pass by an aging old man babbling to himself.
“I have to admit, the things that man said made no sense, but it was funny none-the-less. Maybe he’d be good for my collection.” Continued the narration.
The fake Omni jabbed his pimp cane into the old man.
“You interest me.” The fake Omni said.
Suddenly, the old man disappeared, screaming the whole way. Omni smiled and continued walking.
“I sent him to the Omniverse, my world of endless torment. He will die a million times while I enjoy the company of his loved ones.” Said the narration.

The group arrived at the door of a house. Fake Omni rapped three times with his pimp cane. A young couple opened the door.
“Yes, what do you want?” asked the young man.
“Are you in relations to this old man?” Omni said, holding up a picture of the old man from before.
“That’s my father!” Yelled the woman excited. “Do you have information on his whereabouts?”
The group giggles wildly as Omni breaks down the door with the single tap of a finger. Then he charges in, decking the young man with an uppercut. The woman screams, but quickly gets pelted with one of his stomach punches. Suddenly, he starts singing.
“What if god was one of us?” he sang.
He kicks the man, causing him to scream in pain.
“Just a slob like one of us.”
He kicks the woman in the face, causing her roll several times.
“Just sitting in a bus. Trying to find his way hooome.”
One of the angels holds up the woman by the arms. Omni grabs a pair of scissors from a nearby table. And moves in to towards her chest.
However before he could do anything. Omni looks up and sees something off camera.
“Holy shit!” he yelled as he took off running the opposite direction.
Suddenly, a volley of bullets fills one of the angels with holes, dropping it dead. The angel holding the woman, throws her away and reaches for his bow, but finds himself also with holes. The couple climbs to their feet to greet their rescuer. It was a buff soldier, armed to the teeth with weapons.
“Doom Guy!” Yelled the two in unison.
“Time to kick ass and chew bubblegum, and I’m all out of gum.”

Suddenly, Doom Guy was at the bar from earlier, just greasing angels left and right. Bodies filled the floor, but DG only looked on with pure fury at his opponents.

Suddenly, he was outside the CGI gates of the oververse. 3D models of undead zombie angels and demons charged forward to fight their manly opponent, but all met a gruesome fate. The last of the demons was a Cacodemon from Doom, but it had the eyes of Guu. It roared at him, but DG wasn’t deterred. He pulled out a rocket launcher, blasting it to gooey bits. He quickly ran up the steps to the matte painting of a castle.

Omni sat on his throne, DG stood beside him, gun pressed against his head.
“The message I have for my subjects today is… well, don’t fuck with Doom Guy. I learned the hard way.” Omni Said.
“Blow it out your ass.” DG said as the bullet goes through Omni’s head, killing him instantly.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]An intro card fades in with cheery music playing over it, an animated anthropomorphic cat and and dog the focus of the still with the title "Phil & Bill in" over their heads, the cat under "Phil" and the dog under "Bill". Both are smiling at each other, one arm draped friendly around the other's shoulder. While their other arm is behind their own backs, wielding a blunt weapon of some kind. The card then transitioned to another, stereotypical Arabian music playing replacing the cheerful music. This one of a drawn picturesque desert, dunes stretching out across the background and palm trees leaning in from the sides. Pyramids stand ominously off center, and the title "Mummy's Dessert" hanging in the sky. The card and music fades as it leads into the actual animation.

It opens up on a beautiful scene, an oasis looking out across into the sunset. The setting sun frames a collection of camels and merchants on the far side as the camera pans to one side, until it focus on the duo. Both are wearing tan explore's clothing, pith helmets and large bundles of supplies on their back, and are pouring over an open map.

"Judging this, the tomb of Pharaoh PootenTooten is somewhere within the great desert" Phil says, pointing at the middle of the map. The view switches to the map, a very basic representation of a geography area, with "the Great Desert" written in the middle. The area around it had names like "the badlands" "the terriblelands" "the evenworselands" and another word starting with "Coru" but cut off by the screen. Phil rolls the map up, looking very pleased with himself.

"So all we have to do is ride the camels there and we'll be rich!" Bill exclaimed, a little thought bubble appearing above his head. He imagined himself laying in a bed made of gold, drinking from a gold cub, and being fed treats from a pretty poodle girl in a golden dress "You bought camels, right?"

"What?" Phil asked, his own thought bubble thinking of his picture in the newspaper "That was your job"

"No, I got the supplies, you were suppose to get the camels"

"No it's not" "Yes it is" "No it's not" Yes it is" This argument continues as the camera pans out, looking at the long stretch of sand ahead of them.

The scene changes, both of the characters walking across the sand with the sun beating down upon them. Phil is taking big gulps from a container, then pulls a fish from his backpack. He places the fish in his mouth down to the tail, and he he pulls it out all that's left is the bones. He throws the bones away, and then turns his head to Bill.

"Hey, I'm running low on supplies. Got anything?"

"Yeah" Bill answers, pulling something out of his pack, and throwing it to Phil. Phil looks down at the item, and his eyes open wide and bug out as he sees what it is: A bag of potato chips.

"Uh, what ELSE do you have" Phil looks distraught as he glaces back towards Bill. The dog shrugs, listing each item as he pulls out bags of popcorn, pretzels, jerky, cake, and other dry and salty item. Each time Phil looks more and more distraught and crazed, before he looks up to the sky and yells in panic. "We're going to die out here!" He yells, and then kicks the sand underneath him.

He hits something hidden under the sand, as the sound of one hard object hitting another rings out, the cat yelps in pain and rockets out of the screen. Bill dusts off the area that Phil kicked, revealing the tip of a pyramid.

"We found it, Phil! We found the-" Whatever Bill was going to say was interrupted when Phil came back down, driving both of them into the ground. A cross section of the ground cropped up, both revealing the pyramid and a dot representing the duo traveling down the side of said pyramid. They rapidly moved through the sand until they bounced off the "floor", rebounded off a pillar and through the entry way.

Everything is pitch black now. Two sets of eyes open up, the only thing the audience can see.

"Who turned out the lights?" One of the "eyes" asked in the voice of Bill, while the other eyes roll their pupils. They both look down, and with the sound of a match striking the entire area is illuminated with light. It shows the interior of an ancient building, the masonry of a large room with statues and pictographs decorating all of it. The duo are awestruck, with Phil being the first to recover.

"Alright, I'll check this place" Phil circles his finger, signally the room "And you get that hallway over there" He points off screen, and the view swipes over to the entry way of a dark and creepy hallway. Bill gulped at the sight, but was also looking at the writing on the archway

"What does that say?" Bill asked, and Phil took out a pair of glasses to look it over

"Those who enter here will be curse with the mummy's wraith" Phil answered. Bill's jaw literally fell to the ground, but Phil rolled his eyes again "There's no such thing as curses. Stop being a coward and go!" The cat booted the dog in the backside, and Bill went tumbling into the hallway with a crash.

The scene changes to Bill alone, walking through the cobweb laden hallway. He brushes back the spider infested webs with his torch, before running into one that covers the entire hall. He swipes at it, pulling most of it down, but what is left of the webs spell out "no hope", and the dog is only more frightened at the prospect of continuing, but does so anyway. Eventually he finds himself in a room, completely filled with treasures, but his eyes are glued to something in the center of the room: A sarcophagus. He stood over it, holding onto his crowbar, looking like he was ready to faint and die. He raises his crowbar up, but before he could even touch it the top of the coffin opens up to reveal a mummy inside.

Bill freezes as he sees it. He waits. Waits. Waits. Nothing happens. He lets out a sigh of relieve.

It then sits up.

The cartoon dog's jaw falls to the floor and his eyes pops out, letting out a scream of terror. The Mummy is simply one large bundle of bandages, with the only thing showing was a set of eyes were poking out between them. Every time he groaned or otherwise made a sound, two bandages opened up, taking the place of a mouth. It looks over to bill and lets out a loud groan that would be expected from an undead creature.

Bill stiffened at the roar and fled. Or at least, most of him did. Where most of stood, his skeleton hadn't quite caught up to newest plan, but it finally figured before the mummy manage to hit it with a swipe. The "camera" followed after Bill's body floppily trying to run away, when his skeleton caught up and he was catapulted away by the force. The mummy was now following after him, only making him run much faster.

Back in the main room, Phil had found a loose tile in the floor. He lifted on side of it up, revealing a trap door deeper into the tomb. He turned away for a moment to grab something from his pack when Bill ran out and slammed right into the trap door. Phil jumped from the sound of his friend's crash, and then shook his head at his idiocy. He grabbed onto the dog and began to pull... and the trapdoor fell on both of them, knocking them down into the lower level.

The two animals untangled themselves, at each other's throats and grabbing at random objects to hit each other with, when they looked at but they grabbed: a priceless statue and a golden scepter. The camera zoomed out, and showed that the room they had fallen in was wall to wall with treasures. The Duo's eyes lit up, dancing around and swimming in the riches.

"We're going to be famous!" shouted Phil "We're going to be rich!" shouted Bill, but his happiness dropped dead as he remembered in terrible clarity "B-b-b-but the curse! The mummy!"

"There is no curse, and there is no mummy!" Phil yelled as his canine companion, throwing his arms out in frustration... and smacking something behind him. The camera pans to his side, where his hand was touching the belly of the mummy that had been chasing Bill before. He didn't quite look behind him immediately, curiously patting his hand onto the thing. It wasn't until he felt the monster's face until he looked around, and when he saw it the cat's fur drained of all color. Phil gave the mummy a nervous smile, the mummy giving an evil one back. Phil reached off screen as the mummy raised it's own arm up to attack, and the cat swung a shovel in and cold cocked the mummy, allowing to duo to bolt for it. Futilely, they found, as the only exit had the undead pharaoh between them and it.

They backed into a corner, Bill on his knees praying in some inaudible blather, while Phil noticed something in this corner: another coffin. Taking the hammer from Bill's pack, he hit the coffin's lid, smacking Bill in the backswing and the upper half of the lid folding over and crushing the cat. With both animals decked, they looked up to find what was in the coffin: another mummy. A bit bigger than the first, and with lashes coming from its eyes. The first mummy caught up to them, looking at the second one and reeled back in horror.

The second mummy awoke, looking at the first "Po To, have you been causing a ruckus in the house again!?" It bellowed, waving around a rolling pin.

"N-n-no, mum!" The first said, still in that spooky tone but under cut by it's own fear. It's then clocked by the rolling pin, and begins to run away.

"You never call, and your father would be so crossed" the "mother" yelled, chasing the first mummy away, and leaving the duo alone to nurse their wounds.

"What was that about?" Bill asked, holding onto a bump on his head

Phil shrugged, now sporting a black eye "Well, I guess even mummys have mummies"

The music picks up into a flourish, the animation circle transitions into black, and the original intro card reappears, with "The End" being the only text on it now.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]The man in crappy Omni disguise sits in an office building. He is sitting on a couch; his usual company (including the pink haired woman from before) is sitting beside him.
“Hello my subjects. Surprised to see me?” He says with a smug look on his face. “I’m god, life and death is my bitch. DoomGuy may have been lucky that one time, but I persevere.”
The pink haired woman pours him a glass of wine. Filling it part ways, she lifts it up to his mouth and pours some of its contents down his throat, which he eagerly accepts. After she pulls the cup away from his mouth, he speaks again.
“Have no fear, this man has faced justice. I stripped him of all weapons and locked him in the basement of this building. Have twenty of my highest ranking angels watching him as we speak.”
Pulls out a weird joystick like device (except lacking a base) with a big glowing red button on the top.
“I also have everything below this level set to blow in case he escapes. Don’t worry about us; this room is its only dimension. We’re safe from the consequences.”
He stands up and his entourage does in tow. He casually walks across the room while the camera follows him.
“His eternal torment will be an example for all.”
He looks over to a snack table.
“Ooh, I’m starving. Anyone try the three cheese yet?”
He picks up a toothpick that has three small blocks of cheese on it and slides all three blocks into his mouth. He chews while making nummy sounds.
But just as he’s finishing that, an elevator in the background opens, and there’s a dead body of an angel in it. The women scream as Omni turns to look in complete shock. He approaches, and the closer he gets, he begins to notice that something has been written on the man’s chest.
“Now I have a machine gun. Ho ho ho…” He reads.
He about-faces towards the camera.
“Well, plan B it is.” He says.
He lifts up his hand for the camera to see, which is completely empty.
“Whe… Where are my detonators?” He asked, dumbfounded. “Where are my detonators!”
Suddenly a beeping noise could be heard. He looks over to the dead body, and at its feet was a bomb flashing the words “Yippee ki yay Motherfucker.”
“Oh shi-”[/spoiler]

[spoiler]Guu stands in the middle of a prison cell. The camera, which was is all shaky and wobbly from being handheld, can only catch her from the waist up.
“It’s me again.” She said in that bored little voice of her’s as she waves to the camera. “Don’t watch this video if you are faint of heart. Some people are weak like that.”
She steps forward until her face is in a close-up. Her eyes slowly drift apart from each other. Eventually, they’ve spread so far apart that the eyes are making bulges in the sides of her heads. Several people off camera make mild sounds of disgust as the bulges get bigger and bigger. Eventually more than three-quarters of each eye is bulging out of the sides of her head. And then suddenly, in a burst of skin, the eyes pop out. Several people off camera scream in horror as one douche began to hoot and holler. The skin quickly forms back, making the face completely flat and eyeless.
Guu steps back from the camera and lowers herself. She effortless finds the eyes and reaches for them as if she could see them perfectly. She lifts both eyeballs for the camera, brings them up to her mouth, and swallows them in one gulp. Her eyes suddenly pop back onto her face as if nothing had transpired. The peanut gallery could only make sounds of horrified gagging at this point.
She touches her own forehead, and directly on the spot she touched, an eye formed there from nowhere, giving her a third eye. Then she touched her cheeks and she had five. She reached with both arms under the scarf wrapped around her chest, lowered it, and now there were seven. Raising her scarf back up all the eyes but the two she had originally disappeared.
“Are the unnecessary eyes all gone?” Guu said sarcastically, making exaggerated searching gestures.
Suddenly she pointed both arms at the camera and they both had eyes on the tips of them. The peanut gallery has settled on being stunned silent at this point.
The eyes on her arms sink away. She lowers one arm but keeps another raised for the camera. She shifts back in forth between having fingers and having her usual stump. At one point she even makes a seven fingered hand, which she offers people in the cell with her to shake. No one takes.
Suddenly, her head sinks into her neck. A bulge runs down into her body and makes a pot belly. Suddenly, she falls onto the ground. The camera pans to the floor to watch the horror. Her arms and legs slowly get pulled in, making large blob in the center of her body. Suddenly, her head comes out of the bottom of her skirt and her arms and legs pop out of the scarf.
After giving the camera another wave, she retreat back into the blob and puts her body into it’s normal position, but her arms and legs start getting thinner and thinner, stretching out until they are each ropes curving into spirals on the jail floor.
“Hhhhhhhhhiiiiiiii” Said her elongated mouth, barely gurgling out the word.
He body, along with clothing melt into a large puddle. The liquid forms into a more condensed puddle in the center of the room, and this quickly forms upward back into her normal shape.
Suddenly, she tore open her face, exposing her brain for the world to see. Several people in the cell start releasing blood-curdling screams. A guard approaches the bars in the background.
“Hey! What is going on here?” He yells at them.
Guu turns towards him, her brains still exposed. A recoil in horror later and the guard was bolting away. She turns back and her face is formed together again.
She walked over to the bars. With a single motion, she squeezes her body through them and out into the other side. She does a little dance, which looks like full body dry heaves, and then she walks through the bars again like it was nothing. She turned to the camera and gives it a knowing wink.
“Please like, comment, and subscribe.” She said plainly.
She sticks her entire arm down her throat.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]A group of Stormtroopers marches in unison, overseen by a commander. One trooper goose steps over to said commander and salutes.
“Sir, may I have permission to leave early?” He asked. “It’s my Son’s birthday.”
“I understand.” The commander responds. “They grow up so fast.”
And with that, the trooper runs off.
Cut back to a modern family home. The trooper walks through the door, removing his helmet to reveal a handsome young man in his late 20s. He was carrying a big present underneath his other arm. A beautiful brunette wife greets him with a kiss.
“Good evening my love.” Said the trooper looking her in the eyes.
“How was work?” She said, suddenly looking anxious.
“…now’s not a good time to talk about it.”
His wife looked at him concerned. After a brief awkward pause, a little boy runs into frame.
“Daddy!” Yelled the boy, running in gleefully.
“Hey there kiddo!” Greeted the trooper.
Places the present off to the side and then bent down on one knee to give his son a big hug, which the boy gladly reciprocates.
“Is that big present for me?” The boy yelled excitedly looking at it intensely.
“Yep, all yours!”
The kid grabs the box and runs off to be with his friends around the table, aimlessly ripping at the wrapping paper like a crazed animal.
The trooper climbs to his feet and looks longingly at his son. However, his wife still had a concerned look on his face.
“Someone died again, did they?” Asked the wife.
The trooper looked at her, his expression shifting to one of shame.
“It was Leroy.” He responded. “Another dirty prime got him.”
His wife suddenly looked furious.
“Why are you still working for the military, you’re term has been up for a while.” She said. “I don’t want to attend your funeral…”
“My brothers need me though.” He said sheepishly.
“We need you! Please…”
“I’m sorry, my love, as long as you and our son are in danger, I can’t back down, no matter how dangerous. I’m sorry. I can’t leave, I can’t live with that on my soul…”
And with that, he walks to join his son who is admiring the new stormtrooper action figure he just got. The wife turns away form the party, she silently weeps, trying not to attract the attention of the party goers.
The following text overlays on the screen: “Every Stormtrooper that dies is a family without a father.”[/spoiler]

[spoiler]A shaky hand is clearly holding the camera. On frame is Guu, laying her neck on a chopping block before a crowd of onlookers in the middle of what looks like a town square. A man with a giant axe walks into frame. He walks up next to Guu. He raises his axe high into the air and then, with a half second pause, drops it back down, slicing through the little girl’s neck. Her head bloodlessly drops into the basket below. The axe man begins to walk away.
But then the headless body got up from the chopping block. The executioner jumps with fright, dropping his axe onto the dirt below. The body climbed to its feet and starts to wave towards the audience of people, many of which had started to scream in horror.
Suddenly, skin colored spider legs appeared from the basket. They stood up to reveal to be a part of Guu’s head. Good parts of the audience start running in terror, and the few that stayed were just in too much shock to move. The axe man was long gone this point, took off the second the spider legs appeared. Even the cameraman was backing away slowly.
The legs carried Guu’s head over to her body where it meets with her foot. The skin, making a huge lump, swallows up her head. The lump travels up her leg and up her dress, then up her chest until it is between her shoulders. Then her skin pops like a bubble, letting her head through and form into its rightful place on top of a neck.
The guards slowly approach her as she watches them intently. Eventually, the three guards pick her up by the arms and carry her away. Camera shakes like crazy as the cameraman motions to turn it off.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]A scruffy, hefty looking man in a t-shirt that reads, “I heart the feart” sits in a computer chair with a room full of posters and nerd paraphernalia behind him. He turns to the camera with forced smile on his face.
“Hello! I’m Josh Caggrinno, with Josh Caggrino speaks!” He says with every word sounding fake.
“I’m here to discuss my predictions on how the battle between Gilgamesh and Guu will go down.
“In case you’ve been living under a rock the past few hours, internet personality, Guu has been trolling a tyrant of the desert, Gilgamesh over twitter the past few days. It was glorious trolling on her part, but ol’ Gil didn’t take the joke.”
Stock “wa wa waaaaaaa” sound effect plays.
“So he’s travelling all the way to the Tangled to kick her ass. That’s right trolls! Some people are doing something about your SHENANIGANS!”
The text “Shenanigans!” overlays on the screen as a high pitch voice scream those words. The voice it quite clearly Josh but he tried so hard to hide it despite.
“Anyways, he’s going down there, and I’m going to figure out whooooooo’d win!”
Random cow sound plays. He pulls out a pair of documents.
“I have here, never before seen info on both these primes that will blow the lid off of this whole thing. Definitive data that will change how you will view this fight!
“First of is Gilgamesh. Currently running a faction of his own, claims him the ruler of everyone. He has yellow hair; striking facial features that only mother could love. Real evil stuff you ask me; tons of followers, really dangerous. He’s proficient in short and long ranged weaponry.
“He has a strange ability where he freezes parts of his body and transfers that to his victims. However, his most potent power is his ability to stop time. He could stop you in your tracks and do whatever he wants with you. His main weakness is sunlight though, so that might be the real kicker here.
“Guu is a different story. A demon created in a lab, her biggest ability is to summon Yogsogoth. That’s a big tentacle like creature that could stretch and beat things up. Despite her age of 9, she’s a real tough cookie with a crap ton of Defense.
“In the end, her defense is what will save her. Gilgamesh will constantly attack Guu until the sun rises and kills him. Guu will then jump back onto her tail in celebration.
That is my conclusion! Heh… admittedly, I didn’t frame this very well.”
Cut to nine seconds of black.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]The screen is black, the only thing that can be heard is the sound of a siren and distant gun shots. The siren gets louder and louder before the camera cuts to a shot of red and blue police lights on top of a boat. The camera cuts to a shot of the ocean from an island beach within the Vasty Deep and then back to the police boat, this time showing the acronym V.D.P.D. The shot cuts back to the beach as a man with a bazooka fires it out into the ocean, catching the police boat off guard as it speeds by. The explosion throws water and boat debris alike into the air. The shot cuts to a zooming aerial view focused on the smoking debris. As the water settles and the smoke fades, Law and Orker appear on the surface and grab hold of a floating section of wood.

‘Don’t you think the Rocket launcher was a bit much?’ Law asked as he coughed up a little bit of water, his face dripping with water.
‘Well… You know what they say, Grow the horns large or don’t grow them at all.’ Orker replied as Law jerked his head to look at Orker with a look of confusion.
‘I’ve never understood your Orcish witticisms.’ Law sighed as he looked around at the beach that was roughly a kilometre away.
‘It means, if you’re going to do something, you do it properly.’ Orker explained as the two of them began kicking and paddling towards the island. The camera slowly pans upwards and zooms out to reveal the entirety of the island. A small, smoking, yet inactive volcano on the left side of the island that was dwarfed in width by a vast forest. The camera continues to pan as it fades to black. One last line is said by Law as this happens.

‘Well… you always did want to experience the Tropics…’ Law says as the screen cuts to black and displays the Law & Orker logo.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]The image flickers, distorted. It straightens out to show a close-up of an anthropomorphic dog of some sort straight out of Animal Crossing. She stands in a forest type setting. Based on her appearance, she looked like a bichon fris of sorts. Her fur looked like it had been cleanly groomed not too long ago, but has since gotten a little shaggy with leaves and sticks now sticking out of it. She looks into the camera with some level of fear in her eyes.

“Hello, I’m So-Sophie…” She said nervously. “I’m a bichon fris. I’m a secondary, I’ve been in the omniverse for 4 months. I-I used to work as a hair dresser in Camelot.”

She took a second to recompose herself.

“A week or so ago, we were chased from our homes in Camelot. They told us that ‘animals belong in the forest.’ W-we tried to make it work here in the Tangled, but…” she said, stifling a wimper. “We’re lost now.”

She turned the camera around to show fifty or so other animals of various types of species all huddled together in some small clearing in the woods.

“We weren’t raised to be wild animals, we live in villages like the humans do, and because of that, we’re cold, hungry, and scared.”

She turned the camera back to focus on herself.

“That’s not the worst of it. We’re not alone in these woods. It’s not just the predators that hunt us constantly; this place… the place is haunted. It doesn’t want us being here.”

She brings the camera close to her face.

“Please, someone come and save us. Anyone. We’re in the forest that borders Langweilig. This is a distress message. Please… save us… Supplies are dwindling and we’re running out of options. I don’t know how long we’ll la-”

A human face with long needle like teeth and yellow bulbous eyes suddenly appears from the brush and lets off a screeching roar. Sophie screams in terror as she drops the camera. It falls to the ground and the video cuts off upon impact.[/spoiler]