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Isn't this the three-way battle between the Osakas, Ponies, and Pokemans?

Yes. Mah comm-rand.

I SUMMONED
Living Osaka Figmas Human Size with weapons! ATTACK!!!!!

PROLOGUE:

And thats how the war starts

I'm gonna lay down a rule. No Chuck Norris. I'm bored out of that shit.

ALTERNATE BEGINNING OF THE WAR:

It was a cold night in Knowyourmeme. The humidity chilled Drpepperfan's skin even more. The sound of gunshots were in the distance. He knew a war was beginning. With the recent pony attempt at takeover, tensions were only rising. He visualized the war. Fire, artillery, and destruction everywhere. A small Pikachu ran up to him. "Aw" He said "Are you lost little fella?". The creature got a little closer, and before DPF could pet the yellow creature, it pulled a gun on him. "UP AGAINST THE WALL, THIS IS A TAKEOVER". At this, DPF pressed a button on his wristwatch. This officially marked the beginning of the war. Instantly, the Azumanga Daioh fans were summoned from the reserves to protect their leader. The Pikachu was overwhelmed, and arrested. The Pokemon army was not happy, and ignited their side of the war. The ponies were already a danger to society, so they must be destroyed too.

"Good work men" DPF told his faithful soldiers. "But don't get too comfy". DPF hopped on the helicopter the warriors arrived in, and waited for it to arrive at the base. He watched out the window as freezing rain poured down over the doomed nation.

This was the beginning, of the end.

(up north)

"God-damn war has taken all of our happiness. Our honour remains, as does our pride. And if the three factions don't make their peace, we will make it for them."

A roaring response from the audience told Wsx that he had allies in this, allies that would stand for nothing other than victory. Mounting upon his loyal steed, a Husky Death-Hound of the name HappyClap, he rode out into sunset. With his noble army of homies, he went straight for the battlefield.

"Time to show them how to we get along in New Binary."

And then badass stuff happened.

Natsuru awoke to the sound of gunshot's. Flinging herself off the bed just in time to dodge her window breaking, she took cover behind a wall attempting to change into something that wasn't pajamas. "Just when I thought I would get a good night sleep!" Natsuru shouted as she ducked out of the room and into a basement.

A Charmandar was already in the basement, trying to loot some of the anime stuff. This was promptly stopped by a boot to the head, splattering the Charmandars brains over the carpet. "God dammit! Now I have to dig out the carpet cleaner!" Gunshots from outside. "And fix the god damn window!" Footsteps going down the stairs. "And kill my way out of here so I can go buy another damn window and a carpet cleaner that isn't broken!"

Several army officers had their guns pointed to Natsuru's head. "Give us your weapons, and put your hands where I can see them." One of them said. Natsuru handed them a 9mm Pistol and raised her hands into the air.

"Guardian Field."

From outside all you could hear was gunshots and the screams of men.

"What in the world is he doing?" Asked RussianFedora.

"He's rushing at the battlefield by himself" Replied DPF.

"He's a madman!" Replied RF.

"But he's determined. We'll see how this works out." Replied DPF, followed by a slightly evil chuckle.

RussianFedora ran into the fiery house.

"NATSURU! WHERE ARE YOU! SCREAM IF YOU'RE ALIVE!" He barked, panicked.

He was met with the sight of destroyed furniture and fire. In the middle of the chaos was the innocent-looking Natsuru, grinning at her accomplishment.

"My god Natsuru" He said "You do this?".

She replied in the affirmative.

"Well, let's get you outta here, this is a warzone now. We'll meet up with some allies out on Main Street, but we're going to have to make it there alive".

Meanwhile, the cultist armies of Doctor Pwnzer began setting up bombs.
"The detonators are ready sir!" reported one of the cultists.
Pwnzer chuckled. In one click of a button, he could wipe every Azumanga fan, pony, and Pokemon off the face of the earth.
The mad Doctor looked out at the viw from his mansion balcony.
"Gentlemen, today is a beautiful day……for GENOCIDE."

RF was doing regular duties when he noticed a small black box situated on the nuclear engine of the Azumanga Daioh Soldier Camp.

He went to study it, and prodded it with a stick.

It was blinking.

A timer strapped to it said 5:00.

"Oh no".

RussianFedora ran into his van and tracked down Dr. Pwnzer's lair. He had the bomb with him.

He spun around and threw the bomb straight into the laboratory, and the powerful explosive detonated.

The building ripped to shreds, and the detonator buttons melted. Shrapnel flew in all directions, and a large piece of wall hit RF right on his chest and pinned him to the ground.

This was not the worst of his problems.

Climbing from the wreckage, Dr Pwnzer held up a laser gun and pointed it straight at RussianFedora.

"Say your last words, RF".

Pwnzer held the gun to RF and fingered the detonation key with the other hand. Doctor Pwnzer savored the moment, as his finger slowly began to press down on the button he so longed to press for many years.

A small click.

Gunshots still coming from outside, no explosions. He pressed the button again. "Huh?" He asks himself as he presses the button a few more times. Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees a member he didn't think he saw before….

"SPY'S SAPPIN MAH EVIL GENOCIDE BOMBS!!!"
Once again he was AngryPwnzer.

RussianFedora caught his breath.

"What just happened?" He asked himself.

A spy had just pushed AngryPwnzer right off of a cliff. RF was amazed at his luck.

The spy helped him up.

RussianFedora went over to the ledge to see what had happened.

Angyrpwnzer was still alive. In fact, he wasn't even damaged. He had fallen atop a parked Jeep, gotten in it, and was driving off by the time RussianFedora could observe him.

"Who are you?" He asked of the spy.

"I go by many names…." The masked man replied "The king, the untrustworthy, the well-known".

"But you may call me…."

"Troll King."

"Well crap we're screwed" was quite the understatement. The pokemon camp beta was instantly swarmed by several hundred people, mounted on the backs of just as many massive beasts. The beast in the front had a metal helmet, sided with two massize gold tusks on the end. As a charizard was threw to the side in a dead heap, the man on the armored monster yelled
"FOR NEW BINARY, EH!" and in ten seconds flat, the pokemon base was torn to the ground by the unstoppable army.

Also I found out how to image post on my iPad! Have a drawing.

RussianFedora watched the destruction from the Azumanga Daioh base, along with Troll King.

"What the…."

Somehow, Wsxdas had summoned hundreds of warriors out of nowhere, when he originally only had himself to battle.

All of the warriors were now headed for the Azumanga Daioh camp.

"WARRIORS! INTO THE PHALANX!" Barked DPF.

All of the warriors got together with their spears and shields, machine guns and pistols, rocket launchers and laser guns, and protected each other from the oncoming attack.

The monstrous army charged right into the Azumanga Daioh camp.

Right into the waiting blades of a thousand spears.

The mounts fell like flies, the warriors dazed and confused. Chaos took control over the other army as pure fear befell their minds. The Azumanga Daioh warriors then stood up and fired all of their weapons at the fallen soldiers.

Not a single enemy survived. There were no losses to the Azumanga Daioh camp, and they held their own for another day….

Looking down upon the destruction of war, Natsuru stood atop of a now burning Walmart building. "Little lady! You might get a injury from such a place like this." Says a man in the shadows. "It's calmer up here, stalker." Natsuru replied. "I'm just worried about the civilians. So how about you follow me to… safety"

The mood pwnzer attempted to grab Natsuru's shoulder, only to grab an illusion "What!?". He looks around, not finding her, but then looks up to see a magnificent clockwork of spellcircles with Natsuru standing in the center of all it. More Circles began adding themselves as they appeared, but one extremely small one did not. It spun faster and faster until it shot off like a rocket, strait into the poor chap and slicing him in half.

Natsuru's growing fortress of magic began to probe above the town and just in front of the Osaka camp. "Try to dodge rain you pineapple loving dinosaur!" Natsuru's 9001 sellcards fired off at the same time at Wxdas's forces. "LUNATIC BULLET HELL!"

Fortunately, HappyClap and Wsx had buried themselves in a pile of starfish crap when they realized the doom they had gotten themselves into. Pulling out a detonator and pressing it, the c4 charges implanted in all the fallen beasts and riders tore most of the Azumanga camp into pieces. The starfish shit was all blown away, but Happy and Wsx rode off safely as the azumangers were recovering.

"NATSURU! NO! THEY'RE ALREADY- AGGGHHHHH" Was all RussianFedora could say before he was consumed in fiery energy.

RF and his fellow soldiers dropped to the ground as fire consumed the Osaka camp. DPF had been blown back into a tent and broke his arm as the inferno consumed the fortress, RF was unable to even react to his surroundings because of how damaged he was, and Syndic was the only person left standing.

RF coughed and choked.

The camp was now ashes, and all of the soldiers were devastated. Most of the warriors were alive, but in critical condition.

RussianFedora mustered enough strength to stand and stumble over to help DPF.

Syndic did not move. He was shocked at what Natsuru had done, and dazed by the destruction he had just witnessed.

The Osaka Army was nearly destroyed, and the world now belonged to the ponies.

The Osaka Army, with what could be it's last breath, only hoped the earth would not succumb to the pony menace.

_

Pwnzer stood there, his plan in ruins. The demons in his head got louder, as his snarl of rage slowly tuned into a grin.
"Heheheheee…(wheeze)….gyehehehehehaaaa…..(wheeeeeze) GYAHHHYAHAHYAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
The laugh rang out and echoed for all to hear it.
Pwnzer's voice droppeed to a whisper.
"You bastards….you're all gonna pay…."
"THE PWNZER CULT CANNOT BE STOPPED! AS LONG AS THEIR IS HATE FOR GAG MANGA AND PONIES, WE SHALL FIGHT! WE WILL DESTROY ALL THAT YOU LOVE!"
Pwnzer paused.
"The lucky…will be left with rubble."

"Well damn then," whispered Wsx to Happy, after eavesdropping on RF. "We're fighting horses too and we have let them win?"

Happy's helmet floated over his head for a second before raising his head to it. "Nope."

Happy spoke the truth. Before joining the Binary militia, Happy had a pony friend, who happened to show up.

"Wsx." She said coldly. "The hell, man. Azumanga was my favorite!"

"sorry, Eh. But you've gotta help us. How do we beat the ponies?"

"I've got just the trick." The navy blue Pegasus said with a smirk.

Two minutes later, a blue streak was seen over the pony forces. A certain rainbow maned Pegasus knew what the cone forming in front of it was, she had seen it in front of her during her Rainbooms. Knowing this was nit enough, as a massive, cylindrical ice wall exploded behind the attacker. The wall then shattered into thousands of deadly frozen blades, tearing her and the army apart.

"You wanted twenty percent cooler?"
The arctic pony slipped on a pair of sun-glasses.
"Well now you're absolute zero."

YEEEAAAAHHHH!

pwnzer revealed an arm mounted mini-comoputer: It was a COMP.
"Demon Summoning Porgram, activate!"
KASHING!
A blaze of light jumped from the COMP and summoned Cerberus.
"RAWWWR!"
"Go find Dr. Thundercritic. When you do….."
Pwnzer grinned.
"Rip his throat out."

The ashes fell like out of place snow on such a beautiful day.

Almost all of the Osaka Soldiers were dead.

The last four, RF, Syndic, DPF with his broken arm, and Thundercritic, stood and gazed at the horrific sight. They would not stand by as the other armies ran rampant across their nation, destroying all they had worked for with their greed and power.

And so, the Osaka Army was now all but four men, crazy some might say but, we were going to make things right.

We are now, the Osaka Assassins.

Natsuru, exhausted from casting such a large spell fell into the ruins of the Osaka camp. Hearing the cloping of horses chargeing forth toward the camp.

"It… can't… end like this." Natsuru painfully stood up "I have… to save them…" She muttered. "Root of all creation, grant us the breath of life… 万物に宿りし生命の息吹をここに Revitalize!"

The entire Osaka camp sprung back to life, as anyone who was still barely clinging onto life instantly jumped back to their feet as if nothing had happened to them

Natsuru took a few more steps and collapsed on a tarp.

Mr.J walked by the armies. The dying Osaka army, Pony army, Pokebro army are all looking like they'd been stepped on by all the people in China, and dragged through the entire Saharan desert by a tank driven by a drunk 4 year old.
tl;dr: They looked like crap.

He sighed. There are rumors that a troll army was forming underneath a certain bridge, and underground a Scott Pilgrim army was forming.
"I remember the times when people of KYM can play Japanese games, watch American children shows and drink Dr.Pepper in peace…………"

He sighed.
"No where is safe, right?"
A loud voice boomed.
"Everyplace is a battlefield."

"I might as well stay put."

Meanwhile, in space…

A lone core has finally been drawn into the Earth's atmosphere after a certain pastry-encoated cat collided with it. The impact takes out the only shipping dock of Madagascar, effectively shutting everything down.

Wheatley attempted to apologize to the natives of this strange land, but they did not respond, due to death by the Billy Mays virus. Riding a boat made up of the dead, Wheatley reaches KYM, realizing the devastation before him and automatically thinking it had something to do with him. If only it were that simple.

RussianFedora looked at his refreshed soldiers. He knew Natsuru would try something like this…. But it will not work. He knew it wouldn't. After a few minutes, the soldiers became weary…. They were collapsing on an atomic level. Eventually they started falling apart, and turned to dust laying on the already charred ashes of a once great army.

He looked over at Natsuru. What was he to do now? She killed the entire army but…. He couldn't let her die as well. He gave her a small bit of healing potion, and she came back to consciousness.

"You will not get away with your crimes against the Osaka Army" Said RussianFedora, slightly betrayed "But right now, the four of us Osaka Soldiers left must neutralize millions of hostiles, and cannot arrest you at the moment".

"Load up the Jeep men" Said DPF "We're going on a pony hunt".

DPF chuckled and stepped up onto the Jeep.

Natsuru stood up once again, still exausted from the mana depletion. "Wait…" She said. The remaining Osaka army look toward her. "You… can… use this."

Natsuru's arm glowed as she summoned a great spear, the Horse Slayer from the Fire Emblem games. Natsuru handed it to them before turning around and limping away, crying. "It's the last I can do."

Meanwhile, in the distance, EP73 was running with the wind towards the Pony base. He had escaped the explosion at the OsaKamp. Being the stealth specialist he is, he had left the camp underground. In the pony base, EP73 was in the POW jail hallway, freeing Ashbosaka. "Thanks," "It's the least I could do." After that, EP73 bore a hole to serve as an exit. After exiting, there were a flurry of bullets behind them. It was Capt. Scootaloo and the Cutie Mark Crusaders. The two Osaka troops managed to escape by summoning Mr. Tadakichi.

Elsewhere, Kasrkai ran woefully down the stairs of his floating house. He smelled the faint odor of ash and decay, emanating from the downstairs kitchen of his home. His toast was burning. He leaped from the bottom stair, flying over the table and it's chairs, before smacking the lever on his toaster. One crispy bronze slices of toast, and that fucking pop-tart cat that wouldn't leave him be, flew out of the silver shining toaster.

[Break]

The cat quickly left, a rainbow in it's wake, as Kasrkai gathered the supplies for his breakfast. The toast, the butter, and a small Brawndo. As he began to butter his toast, his house shook furiously. He stumbled as the house tilted and rocked, dropping his toast as he did so. Luckily, it landed butter side-up. Before he could relish this victory, a great groan was heard. He paused for a moment, wondering what it could be, before he saw it: the floor of his home was splitting. The floor beneath him gave way, as he plummeted down towards the forest below.

Suddenly, the Troll Army bursts in and started attacking everyone.

RussianFedora stared at Natsuru for a moment.

"Errrrr…." He groaned. He ran over to Natsuru and leaned her on himself and said "Come on Natsuru, let's get outta this place".

He brought her back to the van, she sat down on the seat, and the Osaka Assassins drove away.

"Hm…Pinkies plans are in danger. They must not be halted. All of this is very problematic."

As That-guy stood up from the chair, he walked down to the hangers.

"Yes these bombers will do fine in eliminating any problems."

Then smirking as he gazed upon massive bombers adorned with cutie marks and ponies.

"Now hurry and rev them up! We attack soon team."
(Sorry if my post sound so bad, I'm new to this.)

Kasrkai had landed safely, using the one thing he was good at: Falling in style. His cape was torn in several places, but he had no time to mend it now, for he could hear in the distance the sounds of war. He twirled his mustache gently and began to plan. But just as he wondered where he could find a plane, he noticed several bright yellow blurs at the edge of the woods. Curiosity may have killed the cat, but he was a WIZARD cat, and so made haste to investigate these odd beings.

Meanwhile, at the airfields. That-guy was speaking to the higher ups on a phone, which he simply left on the table.

"No no no, I'm saying if it were, hail Celestia, then that owuld mean she'd fuck with us occasionally and you never know when her trolling may just ruin a chance to eliminate the enemy. Pinkie Pie however, just as Pinkie planned, is more like it. And yes they are behind 7 proxies, we are 7 proxy defended, and Milhouse to."

That-guy then noticed shadowy movements out of the corner of his eye.

"Talk to ya later." He said closing the phone and placing it in his pack.

That-guy squinted to see what the thing was, unable to focus over that roar of the jets. Upon closer inspection, it was Kasrkai.

"Kasrkai, what are you doing here." That-guy questioned.

Kasrkai looked at his old pony acquaintance for a moment before finally giving up.

"Like I even know. My toast was burning, and that fucking cat, and the butter side up… it's been a day so far. What's going on around here?"

Doctor Pwnzer grabbed his teleporter and warped himself behind That-guy. He pointed his index finger at the back of the filthy pony-loving scumbag's skull and his thumb pointed upwards to the sky.
"Down with the bronies! REIGUN!"

That-guy then flew forward fromt he blast, then landed on his hooves.

"Well anyway, have a nice day Kasrkai. And as for what's going on around here. I dunno, you tell me."

"Oh, we're not finished here!" shrieked Pwnzer, clearly out of his mind. "Not after what you and your ponyfags did to Doctor Who!"
Pwnzer held up a katana.
"Art Of The Plot-Necessary Eleventh Hour Superskill: Death Of A Thousand Cuts!"
Pwnzer swung the katana at the brony, hitting every time but never doing much damage.

That-guy flinched every now and then with every light slash, but above all of it he yelled in all caps.

"COME AT ME BRO!" That-guy then lunged forward headbutting Pwzer.

Kasrkai rubbed his mustache with care.
"What is this I don't even…. Point me in the way of the hardware store, and I'll be off."

A loud crackle sounded in the forest air

That-Guy stopped in his tracks, and a moment later collapsed to the ground

RussianFedora stood a few feet away, holding a tranquilizer gun

"Freaking Ponies. Thousands of 'em." Muttered EP73.

"I hope this pony didn't harm you, Dr Pwnzer" Said RussianFedora "He'll be napping for a couple hours with that dart in his neck".

Now this was out of his league. Kasrkai, slipped under a bush and found a box, the perfect disguise. He then began to slip away out of the forest.

That-guy with last bit of strength before falling unconcious, in a hoarse voice yelled.

"I'MMA FIRING MAH LAZER." Then fired the lazer half assedly, hitting Russian Fedoras arm then going off to snooze.

Meanwhile, the pastel bombers sent by That-guy went on a bombing run of Osaka camp.

"AUUUUGGGHH" RussianFedora screamed as he flew back and fell on top of Kasrkai.

RussianFedora stood back up, brushed himself off, and helped the astray Kasrkai up.

"Sorry That-Guy, the Osaka camp is already destroyed" Said RussianFedora to the unconscious pony.

"Hey, where's DPF?" Asked Dr Thundercritic.

Meanwhile, DPF was on a destruction spree across the pony base. He first went in with his dual pistols and felled many ponies, then he grabbed his grenades and destroyed their weapons stockpile. Finally, he destroyed the rest of them by stealing the weapons that they used against him, in a flowing and like-a-boss way.

The pony bombers received the distress call from the base, and instantly turned around and dropped the rest of their weapons on Pony Base.

"NOOOOOO!" Yelled RussianFedora.

"EVERYONE GET IN THE JEEP NOW!"

In all the turmoil that followed on of the bombs ended up exploding near That-guy, sending him flying and landing in the cargo of the jeep, hidden amongst the freight.

A lot was going on all around him, but it was tl, so he dr. Instead, Wheatley decided to roll into the first person in his focus. Oh. On the back of a jeep. Hidden. A dead guy. No way. That-guy. There was some kind of explosion or other, which struck artificial panic, but instead of doing the smart thing and getting away from danger, Wheatley followed his instincts and rode a nearby explosion into the back of the jeep as well.

That-guy was in a sorry state, and Wheatley was no medic. He knew a medic once. He sucked. But that wasn't going to help anyone right now. "What's going on out here? Also, are you still alive? You look terrible!"

Whatever this war was about was beyond the intelligence dampening sphere, but he rather wished not to be the only living thing for miles again.

The Jeep bucked up and down

"What was that?" Asked Syndic.

"Stop the Jeep" Said DPF to Thundercritic "RF, go inspect"

"Yes sir" Replied RF.

RussianFedora stepped off of the Jeep and looked around for some kind of mine or spike trap, suspecting the Jeep hit something. Then, as he had his back turned, the now awakened This-Guy jumped out of the back of the Jeep and stabbed RF with a knife that was in the cargo.

"AHHHHHHH! YOU AGAIN?!?!?!?" Howled RussianFedora as he tried to get the mad-pony off of him.

The other soldiers quickly jumped out, but didn't know what to do. If they fired, there was a huge chance they would hit RussianFedora, but if they didn't, RF would surely die. They opened fire on the pony, trying not to hit RF. The pony was hit many times right on his cutie mark, and he fell off of RussianFedora and on to the ground.

"RF, are you alright?" Asked Thundercritic. He got no answer.

RussianFedora's stab wound was straight on his spinal cord. The pony had subdued him.

"GET THE MEDICAL EQUIPMENT! GET THE POTIONS! RUSSIAN-RUSSSSSSSHHHHH" Was all RF heard before he was gone.

Another victory for the opposing forces, and another loss for the Osaka Army.

That-guy limped away, flank bloodied, but ok otherwise. The after effects of the tranquilizer still present, it only affected his speech. That-guy began to talk to himself.

"Hey hey, sorry man, but that's war. Time to check the damage." That-guy using his knowledge, removed the bullets in his flank and cleaned up a bit.

"Not enough medicinal vegetation around to fully heal. But I'll be fine."
Walking back to the airfield, or clopping, That-guy listened to the explosions, the shots, and more in the distance. As he walked on and on he eventually realized that he was carrying Wheatley with him.