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Downwrite - Every writer is a frustrated actor who recites his lines in the hidden auditorium of his skull; Rod Serling

The fishcake warriors approached the final door where the final Fishcake lord, Charlie lay waiting. As they were about to enter, half the roof collapsed in flames and set fire to Max’s shoes. Aunty Oxidant ran over to him and began spitting on them.

“The flames are spreading! Come through the door fast!” cried Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

They all ran through the door except for Stan the unbrave who ran into it and fractured his eyeball. Mudd grabbed him by the ear and hauled him into the room, shaking him into becoming James the bold.

“Good morning foolish warriors!” Cried Charlie, sheeted in a cloak of evil.

“Good morning Charlie!” They replied.

“You have got this far, but you shall go no further!” I shall fight you off then lead my fishcakes to world supremacy, after I destroy the jolly PM of Australia!!!” He pulled out two flame-throwers and began to pour fire at the warriors. The room around them burst into fire.

Surrounding walls crumbled into the fire-drenched ground. Aunty Oxidant started spitting on it.

“Quick, let’s stand under a burning beam!” cried James.

“Good idea!” said Aunty Oxidant, and they did. The beam broke off, crumbling into flaming missiles. Aunty Oxidant began spitting on them. Another beam fell, inches from Max, who jumped back and was attacked by a fishcake called Frank. He bashed Frank over the head with his container of basil and ran off behind a flaming chair.

As Mudd Mulligan dodged the lines of flame flying out from the twin flame-throwers, he hid behind a cabinet which collapsed. Charlie jumped down on Mudd and aimed his weapons at him.

“Arrgish stuff!” cried Mudd. Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker ran over to save him, but Frank grabbed his ankle and pulled him to the ground. As Charlie pulled the triggers, Fred (still a chocolate bar) shot out of Mudd’s pocket and blocked the barrel. The flame-thrower backfired, burning Charlie to a blackened crisp.

“Poop!” said Charlie, and crumbled to dust. Aunty Oxidant ran over to Frank and sat on him, splattering fishcake all over the ground.

“We’ve got to get out of here! Level two’s gonna blow!” roared James

“How do you know?” asked Max.

“It always happens in movies.” He replied. The fishcake warriors jumped out the building and ran across the ground as level two exploded in a madness of fire, chaos and pieces of the evil fishcakes – now thwarted of their evil plans. Robert, overjoyed to see them, threw his tissue box in the air and, due to being short, hugged Max and everyone else’s knee’s.

“Where’s Fred?” he asked.

“In my pocket. I’ll go and turn him back into a person,” said Mudd and did that.

As he left, thousands of reporters ran up to the warriors. James turned back into Stan and hid behind a bush.

Max stood on a soapbox, without taking out the soap, and with one interview was hired as the new circus freak in Home and Away. He was overjoyed.

Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker began to disco break, and as a thank you present, was given a super cool nightclub where he danced, Fred DJ’d and The Scrunched up Little Pieces of Paper performed on the opening night.

And looking around after being rewarded with a $2,000,000,000 Woolworth’s voucher, Aunty Oxidant saw that the book was finished. Knowing that it’s not over till the fat lady sings, she sung several verses of ‘Love me tender, but not too tender, only tender enough to be love’ then went home and made a cup of herbal tea.
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Feeling the need for a break the author decided to recite a poem.

A fellow called Terry
Who ate a berry
Had knees
That he covered in peas
And he said to the vet
(Something I’ll never forget)
Poems ryme
All the time
Except for when
They don’t
Like this one
You silly bun!


“You Spelt ‘Rhyme’ wrong!” accused Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker, picking up on a spelling mistake. “And anyway, aren’t you supposed to be writing our story?”
“Yeah!” said Aunty Oxidant.

“Yeah!” said Stan the unbrave.

“Shut up” said Aunty Oxidant. The author apologized and began writing the story again.

Suddenly from either end of the Not-so-wholly temple came Wibble-Snits and Mr Chunderbum, dressed in sumo gear.

“That’s a mighty fine jockstrap you’re wearing there!” complimented Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

“Do you really think so?” Asked Mr Chunderbum.

“Oh, definitely” said Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

“It really brings out your eyes” added Aunty Oxidant.

“Hey!” Said Mr Chunderbum. “I don’t have any eyes! I’m a fishcake you fools!” He looked at them with mild suspicion. “You’re not sucking up to me so you’ll have an easier time trying to defeat the remaining three fishcake lords are you?” He said, mildly suspicious.

“Of course not!” cried Aunty Oxidant.

“No way” said Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

“No how!” bellowed James the bold.

“Maybe” admitted Mudd. Suddenly the fishcakes attacked. As Wibble-snits approached, James turned once more into Stan. Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker broke into a mad breakdance and spun and twisted his way through battle with Mr Chunderbum. Aunty Oxidant ducked blows, then sat once on Wibble-Snits, splattering bits of fishcake all over the ground. Mr Chunderbum swung at Mudd, who ducked, then withdrew his rubber chicken to enter into fierce battle with him. Mr Chunderbum fort him off, then turned to Stan the unbrave who wet his pants. Before Stan was sliced and diced into tender bite sized chunks of Stan, Max grabbed a passing blues tune, wrapped it around Mr Chunderbum’s waist and sliced him in two.

“Good job Max!” cried Mudd.

“Absolutely smashing” Said Ernie the burger man.

“You weren’t in the story two lines ago! Where did you come from?” asked Max.

“I dunno.” Said Ernie. “But I’m not leaving till the fat lady pays me $72.05 for them burgers she stole.”

Aunty Oxidant grumbled a bit then found Seventy-two dollars worth of change in her knickers and an empty soft drink can worth five cents when deposited in South Australia.

Ernie left, never to appear in this story again.
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At the end of the isle everyone checked their injures.

“I have a bruised head,” said Aunty Oxidant.

“I have no hair, pierced ears, full makeup, and a hundred Band-Aids that refuse to get off my scratched knee” claimed Mudd.

“I’m all covered in milk” sulked Stan.

“I have no weapons and my nose is gone.” proclaimed Max.

“My hand is crushed, my surname crossed out and I smell like beetroot” announced Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

“I’m a chocolate bar” said Fred, and made crying noises, even though chocolate bars can’t cry. Everyone made sympathetic noises.

“Awww”

“Ohhh”

“Boohoo”

“Fuuuung”

“Pleat” Stan suddenly decided that pleat was his favourite word and began to chant it until Aunty Oxidant (still upset at not getting anything from the confectionery isle) wobbled her huge bum and sat on him until he sneezed for mercy. Mudd picked up Fred and put him in his pocket to put in his wife’s turnapersonwhowasachocolateba rbackintoapersonagainifier.

“Come” Said Max.

“We must now journey yonder down the freezer isle.” Without speaking they turned around and began to journey yonder down the freezer isle. The cruel cold winds lashed against their skin. Penguins in business suits, skated down the path of ice. One of the penguins ate a tub of yogurt and exploded in an immense and terrifying blue red flame with a deafening pop!

“Even the yogurt is cursed with the evil of the fishcakes. They must be close.” Said Mudd as he was flopped by a flying flapping flipper.

Where the penguins had stood lay a smoking pair of penguin feet. Aunty Oxidant picked them up and squeezed her fat feet into them.

“Look at me! I’m a penguin! Quack quack quack!”

“You’re a nutter, that’s what you are.” Said Mudd.

“Penguins don’t go quack!” Said Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker, who had a small family of them who lived in his shower and ate jelly beans.
“They go ‘Bwornk’”

“Shut up” Said Max.

“You shut up” Said Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

“No, you shut up.”

“Both of you shut up!” Said Aunty Oxidant.

“Shut up!” They yelled.

“You shut up first!”

“No you!”

“You shut up!”

“Shut up!” Said Mudd.

“SHUT UP!” Yelled Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker, Aunty Oxidant and Max.

“Let’s all shut up” said Stan.

“SHUT UP!” Yelled Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker, Aunty Oxidant, Max and Mudd.

“SHUT UP!” Yelled the penguins.

“SHUT UP!” Yelled the nose gobbler.

“SHUT UUUUP” Sang the toiletries.

“SSSSSSSSSSHUT UP” Hissed the lolly snake.

“SHUT UP” Yelled the lost class of 1992.

“Please be quiet” Said their teacher.

“SHUTTUP” Yelled Nat the frog.

“SHUT UP!” Yelled little sister.

“GRUT UP!” Yelled Carrotzilla.

“SHUT UP!” Yelled all the Shoppers and the fruit bats and the window cleaners and the singers and dancers and tinkers and tailors and soldiers and sailors and government agents and film stars and that funny little dog in the fruit juice commercial and people who made plastic cats and pro basketball players and all the people who’s bums fell off due to radiation poisoning and computer geeks and cows and donkeys and teachers and cheesecakes and ants and lumberjacks and hard-core bikies and their mums who made them lunch in dinky little lunchboxes and rocket scientists and fleas and carnivorous socks and firemen and even little old ladies who had no teeth.

Everyone shut up.

They continued until they got to the end of the freezer isle. Then they saw a large sign by the tunnel to the second level of the shopping centre. Crudely written in tarter sauce was;

Worning: No entrense beyond this point. Bi order of the eevil fishcakes – masters of evil, villiny, trechery, beestlyhood, etc. Any dim-witted fool hoo dares enter will die a horribil and sumwat iky deth (posibly involving magits and blenders)!ggggiiig.

“Maggots!” Cried Aunty Oxidant.

“And blenders!” Gasped Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

“And Fishcakes!” Exclaimed Mudd.

“Oh My,” said Fred.

“What an uneducated lot these fishcakes are to write such badly spelt signs,” commented Aunty Oxidant.

“Nah” said Mudd. “It’s just a cliché”

“I like cliché’s” said Ernie the burger man.

“You weren’t in the story two lines ago! Where did you come from?” asked Max.

“I dunno.” Said Ernie and disappeared from the text again, but not before Aunty Oxidant had stolen twelve burgers with the lot.

They entered past the badly spelt sign. The dark tunnel echoed their every footstep.

Suddenly the lights blew on and three fishcakes; Agmort, Cruze and Mebumsnum road high on their crusty seeds and attacked them with mildly rusty razor blades. The warriors fourth back with their rubber chickens and cane-toad launchers, yet their weapons were no match for the skill and stamina of the fish cakes. Cruze swung his razor blade at James and chopped off his eyebrows. James, who had been growing his eyebrows into an eyebrow afro got cranky and jumped at Mebumsnum who threw him to the ground. As he hit the floor he found a highly explosive cheese-ball. He threw it at the fishcakes and it highly exploded, blowing pieces of fishcakes and crusty seeds across the room. Fire blew across the floor. Aunty Oxidant began spitting on it.

“Run! Hurry!” Cried Max, hurrying the fishcake warriors to safety. The flames blew across the ground. Aunty Oxidant kept spitting on it.

In his hurry to escape, Mudd fell in the fire and burst into flame. Aunty Oxidant ran over to his side, and began spitting on him. He poked her nose then stopped, dropped and rolled.

“Fire rhymes with fire.” Said Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker.

They escaped the fire drenched tunnel and ran into the not-so-holy temple of the fishcakes.
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Max started to waddle down the isle. As he waddled across he heard a noise from the far-left corner of the herbs and spices isle.

“Grubba Zubba Noo!” Max turned around but no one was there. He kept waddling


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Fred was too lazy to go through the herbs and spices isle so he went out of Woolworth’s, and made his way towards the transporter shop.

“The ones that are grown by Aussie farmers!” Said a passing young lout with big ears.On the way there the ground suddenly shook.

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Fred was too lazy to go through the herbs and spices isle so he went out of Woolworth’s, and made his way towards the transporter shop.

“The ones that are grown by Aussie farmers!” Said a passing young lout with big ears.On the way there the ground suddenly shook.

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Loci Brokili the cool and funky disco breaker went through the pet food isle.
“Mmm…Pet food” He said with a gleam in his eye. He had never told anyone, but eating Unlucky Dog dog food twice a day was the reason he was such a funky disco breaker. He grabbed a can and tried to pry the lid off. Suddenly a voice boomed out of the loudspeaker.

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BOOK IV: STAN\JAMES
James the bold walked boldly into the cereal isle for three steps before his alter ego Stan the unbrave took over. Suddenly the room seemed full of hidden dangers all waiting to destroy him. The Rice Popsies seemed sinister, the Froot Hoops evil, the Wheetie Bricks intent on his destruction, and everything seemed to be sitting there waiting for their opportunity to jump on him and pummel him into the ground. He screamed and ran through the isle. The rice popsies at the end, although being a peaceful species were enthusiastic tricksters, and they flowed from their packets and molded themselves into a horned rice popsie demon. Confronted by the sight Stan screamed and ran the opposite way where the Eggplant rice popsies had moulded themselves into a large purple nose which walked towards him and shot green broccoli rice popsies out it’s nostrils. The Wheetie bricks at the back who were also a peaceful species, yet lacked a sense of humor were unimpressed.
“I can’t solve this problem” Mumbled one.

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BOOK III: MUDD MULLIGAN
Mudd stared into the sinister toiletry isle. It lurked with unknown fearful dangerous dangers. He started walking through the isle. He leant on the side of the isle and the products burst into song.
“What’s your problem?
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BOOK II: AUNTY OXIDANT


Aunty Oxidant was first to leave, harboring through the perilous walls of tempting temptation. One foot at a time she walked. She had journeyed almost halfway across the isle when a lolly snake burst from it’s packet and whispered in her ear.

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The fishcakes had been left alone to their own devices for many years, at the deepest darkest sector of the Woolworth’s freezer isle. Through this time they had grown in size and power, and the six strongest rose to their feet and began to teach the other fishcakes the ways of the warrior, honor and the fishcake lord, Wedginald…
Not until a year later, when the fishcakes were a huge threat, did the jolly PM of Australia react.
“Oh Robert!” He called.

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