Redundant Apocalypses

Chapter 13: An Anti-Climactic Finale

Date: April 2nd, 2023

The first place we went to is the palace in the Candy Kingdom. Why? Because I suggested it due to Peppermint Butler's magic and how wicked it can be. Sounds like a catalyst to a redundant apocalypse to me. That being said, we looked everywhere around the Candy Kingdom first anyway. We know from the Sticks of Dook just how small a redundant apocalypse can start out. "Hey, we've looked everywhere here! There's nothing odd going on!" "Why don't we just go to the palace? Thanks for helping us look btw. It's easier to look in such a large group. I think we'll have to split later though. I mean, you kind of all had to help considering your world is in danger of being destroyed in a ridiculous way so yeah. Anyway, we should go to the palace now. Or whatever you call it. Castle, palace, whatever." Dominic sighs: "That happens to be a direction in which the signal is getting stronger with this thing I wrapped around my arm with ease. No big deal. I didn't even make it myself. Again, no big deal. Almost a nap causation." We start walking towards there because nobody objects and Bubblegum noticed that Dominic is a scientist and now looks like she wants to drag him to her laboratory to see it. But it is Finn who captures my attention: "Hey so you're really a knight?!" "Yes I am, we didn't get to explaining that earlier because we're on a time crunch." "I never expected a knight to be so chill!" "I know, I just really don't feel like expending much emotional or mental energy most of the time I'm not in literal mortal danger. Or fighting. Or training." "I have a very random question. Will you train me to become better with my Finn sword?" "Someday. Right now, we're kind of in a real and bloody war. And I'm literally grieving but trying not to think of that. Please don't ask. It will only make me feel worse again." Soon, we reached the castle and went inside. We all looked around through every nook and cranny but found absolutely no sign of a redundant apocalypse until we all ended up going towards a bathroom and Bubblegum's room since we checked everywhere else. "What a nap causation, it's coming from that bathroom over there."

"Guys, I'm so scared!" "You can hide behind me if you want. I'm literally the knight here, I'm supposed to unscare people. I'm kidding. Just wanted to lighten the mood because I'm feeling a little funny today despite what happened yesterday. Is this what true grief feels like? I don't even know anymore." Jake ends up hiding behind me. He took my offer seriously. I got a few looks but I just shrugged it off. And that's when I saw that Yuma and Astral are still split. Marceline says as we get closer to the bathroom: "Who is that floating white person with green markings?" "Hello there, my name is Astral." "Wow, Astral, is that how you're going to introduce yourself for now on?!" "I don't see the problem with introducing myself like this, Yuma." "That's no fun!" Yuma and Astral laugh at their own exchange but the vibe in the air becomes eerily. Lone Starr exclaims: "Is someone going to try to murder us? Even the Swartz doesn't like this change in the air." "What a nap causation. Something just has to start stinking right at this moment. Who wants to open the door to the bathroom if it's unlocked?" I volunteer: "We've dealt with a living eraser tool and a giant killer pointer finger. I'm gonna open up that damn door and face whatever is behind it. Watch it be the eye of a sewer monster who is the path of destroying this entire planet. Just wait. There's even ominous music playing from somewhere for absolutely no reason at all. First, boss music and now, ominous music." We got right outside of the bathroom and I slowly open the door after drawing my sword. The music gets more ominous. And when I finally finish opening the door, I expected a sewer monster or a candy obsessed chainsaw murderer to be staring at me. That is not what was behind the door. Instead, I see peppermint somewhere before I literally get blasted by a really loud fart that sends me flying back into part of the castle wall on the opposite side of the hallway. And let's not forget the smell and traces of magic in that fart.

Peppermint Butler who was on the toilet just stares at all of us: "Oh, I guess I forgot to lock the door before going." He closes the door and locks it on us. I got myself out of my position feeling a mix of amusement, confusion, disappointment, and mortification. Marceline says: "So was that this redundant apocalypse we're looking for? That was not what I expected." "This blasted device. What a nap causation. It led us to a red herring! Damn it, piece of crap. Can't even work properly when we actually need it." "Dominic, I see what you're about to do. Please don't destroy it. I think the device just picked up the magic that was inside of whatever Peppermint Butler had in his butt before it got released as a lot of a stinky magical fart." "*sigh* You're right. Let's see.. The next signal is coming from let me see.. Finn and Jake's new treehouse of all places? We could just teleport there but what the device is saying that it's within a close proximity at the very least to that treehouse. Might as well go there on foot. Swiftdrawer, did you bring sleep replacement potions?" "Yes I did. Ya know, just in case. I brought a lot of em. You're thinking this search might take days, aren't you? Can't say that I'm surprised." Lemongrab looks at us confused: "Why aren't you fazed by all this UNACCEPTABLE stuff that is going on?" "We've seen some crap. Hell, I'm now recovered from being blasted by the magical fart into that wall. I used to laugh harder but after seeing and hearing so much, it's harder to faze me with just about anything. Things are getting worse? Okay, I'll just adjust to that and get ready to survive if necessary." This caused an awkward silence that was only broken by Finn and Jake getting excited about going to their treehouse after we looked everywhere around it and found nothing out of place there either. Before we went up to the treehouse, Dominic said: "Okay, we're here now. The signal must be coming from up there in this new treehouse. But first, this search is taking so long. We should split up. My hypothesis suggests that we will have to specifically search every significant structure on this planet. Every single one. And all these signals from all over are coming from every single said structure now that I have looked at it more closely."

Bulma glares: "Seriously?! You should have figured that out sooner!" "I'm not perfect, what a nap causation. You know as well as I do how hard it can be to not miss a single thing as a fellow scientist. No matter where you look, you are going to miss something even if you have Ultra Instinct." "You got me." "Hey y'all, wouldn't it be rational to split up the world for us to search? One group would go to a specific chunk of it to check on any notable structures by teleportation and we could all meet here once everything is clear?" "That's not a nap causation. Good plan, Applejack." "All of us nod in agreement and then, Dominic stares at me like he really really wants something in a calm and intimidating manner. "What?" "Make a map of this planet." "Dominic, in case you haven't noticed, my eye is still strained from earlier. See? *opens left eye* So bright. ...Well, this is just awkward.." "What a nap causation. You just pulled a logical screw up!" "Yes I did. Well, at least now I remember that I have Abstractoa to thank for this development so I can now in fact create such a map. In fact, I will create several with every notable structure marked on it. Give me a couple minutes, this is going to take a lot of effort because I haven't really seen a map of this world and I can't easily pinpoint the locations of literal structures on the map of the world all willy nilly. I'm going to need to search deep and really connect with the power of imagination to pull this off. To gain the insight needed to design such maps.. What a process. I'll start now." After a few minutes, I have created the maps: "There, the maps. Now, please don't bother me. I feel bleh and my mind needs a break from something so intensive. I will be just a couple minutes. Everyone, please pick groups and just slap me into one. I don't care who I go with to investigate specific locations. If Dominic's hypothesis is right, it should be no problemo until something or someone maybe wants to kill us or something like that. I am very glad that this disappointing situation is distracting me right now."

I literally blocked out everything around me and let my thoughts wander for a bit to allow my mind to be refreshing and not feeling like goop. That happens more often than I ever saw coming if I'm being honest. Anyway, it took Dominic poking me in order to snap me back to reality. He points to Lone Starr and Lemongrab. "Those two and you are going to go to the x'ed out locations on one of the maps you made that I made x's on." "Ahahahaha! Chaos! Beautiful chaos!" "Are you going insane?" "No, I'm just very excited for things to get very chaotic. Although to be honest, I'm expecting things to go very dully outside of the chaos the 3 of us can generate. Now then, I guess it's time to play 'what's up there in the new and cool treehouse' with hosts no one and nothing, the participants us, and the audience the readers who are reading this whole thing as a fanfiction story chapter and whoever the hell else are watching this all play out in some form of viewership." "Agreed. I'm almost wishing for it to be a xenomorph who wants to implant their eggs inside of us." "Dominic, now it's clear you've been around me too much." "What a nap causation. I'm getting a headache from the absurdity of this." "Of course. But seriously, that is a horrible joke to make. In most situations that are depicted in media, it feels like making such terrible and morbid jokes never ends well for the characters.. I'm sure that things will turn out differently than that because I'm going to write about all of this and basically label it crossover fanfiction. How else am I supposed to classify the chaotic and/or serious crap we experience?" After a couple of minutes, we all make it to the top of Finn and Jake's new treehouse which literally grew from the ground because Fern turned into a seed in the end. Lone Starr looks around: "What the hell was the point of coming up here? There's nothing here. The Swartz senses nothing!"

That's when we heard IT. A menacing sound that I've only heard from certain movies and in Rune-Midgarts of all places. I pull out my BRAIN Blaster and get ready to fire it at any sudden movements. "Dominic, you walked us right into this one, didn't you?" "Aaaaa! What is that sound?! It sounds like a monster!" "I'm scared too, Jake!" "Guys, aren't you braver than this? Come on, Finn and Jake, you aren't this afraid anymore!" "Sorry princess but not today! That sound is far more terrifying than any we have ever heard before!" "I'm with Jake!" Marceline laughs: "Come on guys, it CAN'T be THAT bad!" Marceline walks further in into the treehouse and actually uncharacteristically squeals: "Awww! It's so cute! Check it out, everyone!" We all catch up to her and Dominic gets extremely focused and seriously, causing the tired calm look he has had the entire day so far to fade away. "That's a nap causation! No! That's not as innocent as you think! That's a highly dangerous species of a destructive alien race! That's a face hugger! A baby xenomorph! Step back, I'm going to kill that little nightmare!" I literally blink once and the face hugger is gone already. Dominic just killed a face hugger with ease. In the Alien/Predator movie universe, those baby xenomorphs are pretty damn hard to kill.. But then again, Dominic is an asexual scientist who can literally bend reality to a degree now. Marceline looks a little sad: "Awwwww! You killed it!" "What a nap causation. Those creatures don't have the same intelligence we have. We would have been in grave danger if drastic action weren't taken to eliminate the threat before they grew up and began to reproduce through their natural biological processes. They lay eggs and have to rely on living hosts for their offspring to grow and survive. When they're ready, they burst out of their host's abdomen, quickly killing them off. Think of it as pregnancy but always caused without consent and it's always lethal. One fully grown xenomorph can eventually lead to the eradication of all life in any universe that has space travel."

That pretty much horrified everyone except me and Dominic. Bubblegum asks: "So how do you know of these xenomorphs?" I reply: "The Alien films up to Alien Resurrection that depict the very universe in which every single event of them and more has or will occur at some point. Be warned. The movies might give any of you a lot of nightmares. The special effects and props make the films look as authentic to the real universe as possible. But what they have that the real events don't have is dramatic music, framing, opening credits, title screens, and closing credits. Now then, we had all better split up." The others recover and nod. I teleport Lemongrab and Lone Starr to our first stop. Lemongrab's castle: "Why are we at my castle? There's something weird in my castle?! Unacceptable. UNACCEPTABLE! WE MUST FIND IT IMMEDIATELY AND STOP WHATEVER IT IS!" "The Swartz still isn't working!" "So the Swartz is basically useless now that our lives aren't in direct danger anymore because GLOB is gone now." "UNACCEPTABLE! WHERE IS WHATEVER THE POTENTIAL THREAT IS!" "Swartz! Come on, work! Damn it!" "And now I'm being ignored like in my world sometimes. Wow, I never thought I'd ascend to this level of side character today." And then Lemongrab runs off towards his bedroom. I follow close behind him but Lone Starr stays in place because he is trying to get the Swartz to work within him. He's trying too hard. That much is painfully obvious now. Anyway, we went into his bedroom but nothing was out of place. That was figured out after Lemongrab frantically searched the entire room. "DANGER, WHERE IS THE DANGER?! THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE! WHERE IS IT?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" The whole room soon becomes a mess but nothing is found. "AAAAAA! ITS NOT HERE AND NOW, MY ROOM IS IN UNACCEPTABLE CONDITION! UNTIL WE DEAL WITH THIS PROBLEM, IT WILL HAVE TO REMAIN THIS WAY! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Lone Starr finally catches up to us with a defeated look on his face.

"Damn it! The Swartz still doesn't work! What happened here?" "AAAAAA WHY'D YOU HAVE TO BE SO USELESS, LONE STARR? DON'T JUST DO NOTHING, HELP LOOK! STOP BEING UNACCEPTABLE! AAAAAAAAAA!" "Yeah Lone Starr, give it a rest. Maybe the Swartz will work later. Come on, we still most of this castle to search. We searched everywhere quickly in a chaotic sequence of movements and actions. The last place we looked was the dining room where there was a whole feast being eaten by Lemongrab's lemon people without him. "WHAT IS THIS?! WHY ARE YOU EATING WITHOUT ME?! THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE!" Lemonhope, the lemon boy who is a bit round but also adorable and looks like a symbol of hope replies: "It's late for dinner. You weren't here so we just went ahead to eat. *plays harp* We didn't mean to upset you." "FORGET THE DINNER, DOES ANYONE FEEL SOMETHING STRANGE IN THE AIR OR FOOD?! ANSWER ME NOOOOOW!" Lemonhope points at an uneaten loaf of bread. It definitely has a sinister vibe to it of some kind. Lemongrab approaches it cautiously and takes a piece of it off, willing to eat the bread no matter how dangerous it might be in order to see from himself how sinister it really was. "THIS BREAD IS GIVING OFF BAD VIBES! I WILL EAT IT AND SEE HOW DANGEROUS IT REALLY IS FOR MYSELF! THIS IS ACCEPTABLE!" But before he could put the piece of bread into his mouth, it all just vanishes. "WHAT?! IT JUST DISAPPEARED?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! UNACCEPTABLE!" "What in the name of Druidia? What the hell is going on? Is this universe just playing a joke on us?" "Probably. Well, there's no time to investigate what just happened. Let's just go to the next location. Tree Trunks and Mr. Pig's fully restored home." "WE'RE NOT GOING TO INVESTIGATE THE BREAD?! UNACCEPTABLE! UNACCEPTABLE!" "I wish we could but we have limited time to stop the redundant apocalypse from becoming a huge problem. We have to hurry up and begin searching the next place. It won't even take that long since it's just a one story home." "Fine! If you insist! LETS GO AND NOT WAIT AROUND FOR AN UNACCEPTABLE REASON!"

So with that, we teleported to that aforementioned newly restored house. Tree Trunks and Mr. Pig are currently watching Sweet P sleep. They see us immediately and Tree Trunks speaks softly: "I don't know what you all are doing here but please keep it down. Little Sweet P is sleeping." "I DON-" I use my right hand to muffle Lemongrab. "Please dude, listen to Tree Trunks. You and Lone Starr are chaotic enough as is. Let's just find whatever strange energy is present here, deal with what it does, and then, hopefully leave without anyone getting hurt or the world ending." So that's exactly what we did but we couldn't find anything weird. "Hey all, why are all of you looking through our house without asking for permission? That's very rude and it's not something I'd ever expect a knight like you *points at me* would do." "Yeah, I don't like this either. But there could be a catalyst for a apocalypse in this very house. There's something strange here but we don't know what it is." "Really? After everything I've seen, that doesn't even completely shock me anymore. Go on then, if you think something strange that might be dangerous is in here, keep looking to your heart's content until you find it and deal with it." We literally couldn't find it no matter where we looked but we weren't leaving until it was found so we began looking through everything again. And then Sweet P woke up crying. Due to his size, his crying and shaking made the whole house feel a little unstable. I had to put my hand over Lemongrab's mouth so he wouldn't make Sweet P's crying even worse than it already was. Tree Trunks speaks: "Oh, Sweet P must be hungry. Now where did I put that bottle for him?" She looks for it and finds it below Sweet P's crib, an area we didn't bother looking for some reason for the weird thing. Guess it just slipped our minds despite the house not being that big and being easy to navigate. When Sweet P was given his bottle and he began to suck on it, I sensed the strange energy inside of that bottle. "No. It was inside that bottle the whole time! Who knows what it's going to do to Sweet P?! This is really bad. It could turn him into Infantmegazilla or something whose tantrums literally cause worldwide earthquakes.."

"What? My Sweet P could turn into that? I don't believe it!" "I was just making up something, the possibilities for what that strange energy could do to him are endless and probably extremely dangerous for this entire world. It's too late to stop the energy now that Sweet P has already emptied the bottle in seconds. He really must have been hungry. We just have to brace for what's to come now I guess." And then, sounds that would be best heard in a bathroom start being heard as a horrible stench fills the air. A stench far worse than one of Peppermint Butler's magical farts that are apparently canon in this universe. Sweet P starts crying again. Lemongrab screams: "WHAT ARE THOSE HORRIBLE SOUNDS AND SMELLS?! UNACCEPTABLE! UNACCEPTABLE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Lone Starr goes white: "That big baby is having a big mess.." "Yep and it might get literally explosive or at least sound like it's literally explosive. I think we should get out of here before that happens." But before we went anywhere, Sweet P finished having that mess and the whole house smelled horrible now. "I think that strange energy was a magical super laxative. You have got to be kidding me. At least the roof wasn't blown off. Let's just go. See ya, Tree Trunks, Sweet P, and Mr. Pig. Time for us to go to another location entirely. Ice Thing's place." We all say goodbye and I wished Tree Trunks and Mr. Pig good luck with Sweet P's big mess. I teleported myself, Lemongrab, and Lone Starr to Ice Thing's place which was formerly Simon/the Ice King's place. Ice Thing is a blue and white person with gems for eyes. They were formerly Gunther. And apparently, they have the same voice and personality as the old Ice King. "Hey hey, what are you doing here? I've never met one of you. Come on in! Also, has anyone seen Gunther? Gunther! Where are you?!" "ICE THING, THERES NO UNACCEPTABLE TIME TO LOOK, WE HAVE TO FIND STRANGE ENERGY IN HERE AND DEAL WITH IT! WE HAVE LIMITED TIME! THE TIME IS SHORTENING! AAAAAAAAAAA!"

"Calm down, dude! Things can't be that bad! Can they?" "Something in this world is becoming a apocalypse level threat and it could be anything with strange energy. It's nice to meet you, Ice Thing. I am Artistic Knight Swiftdrawer. But we have no time for proper introductions. The apocalypse will be soon at hand if no one can track down and stop whatever strange energy is currently poised to be the catalyst for the apocalypse of this world. Allow us to look throughout your entire place for the strange energy. It could be anywhere and in just about anything here." "Actually, about that. I think my book I wrote: The Adventures of Fiona and Cake has some strange energy within it for some reason. I'm not sure why but it's been like that all day. I was just about to reread it when I felt it. I have refused to touch my story since then. Can you blame me? It really wasn't a good feeling at all." "ACCEPTABLE! WHERE IS THIS STORY WITH THE UNACCEPTABLE ENERGY INSIDE OF IT?!" Ice Thing points at a book on a chair in this frozen home of snow and ice of his inside a mountain. "It's that book over there. I made it all myself. I wonder if Fiona and Cake really exist. What an interesting theory." As we all walked towards the book, I said: "They do exist. In an alternate timeline to this one, they really exist." "Really?! That's unbelievable!" I draw my sword: "Aye. But be ready for anything. The fabric of reality in this universe could even collapse just after we open that book." "What?! Really?!" "Yes, really. I had to help deal with a Popcorn Monster that was eating every single galaxy in the universe I personally come from. But my efforts were for naught as those who went along with me watched as the Popcorn Monster expanded greatly and vanished, restoring the universe to normal just like that." "Are you serious?! That's bananas! How could such a odd creature even exist at such a massive size? The Land of Ooo isn't ordinary but that is a whole other level of strange! Now who wants to open that book? I'm not touching it. No way, not as long as that strange energy remains trapped within it.." "I will but first, let me tell the 3 of you of other past redundant apocalypses as we call them. This will help you better understand the danger and absurdity of our current situation better." None of them object so I get ready to briefly recount every other redundant apocalypse.

"Then there was the pizza people who invaded a world I now live in as well, the roller coaster crash that flattened an entire universe, humanity let a virus spread completely out of control and merge with other diseases until a world was driven to literal extinction, giant scissors used by giant hands cut a literal planet into a collage, bird dog parasites invaded and took control over the people and some goats I think of a video game, a living eraser erased an entire universe, a oven star friend of mine was turned into spaghetti, destroying a universe, someone's story about the entire history of their universe written as a fictional work caused that whole universe to crash like a digital software, a cursed minecart eventually brought to life a literal persona to destroy a universe entirely, and virus monsters infected sticks, creating an army of destructive little menaces now known as Sticks of Doom. And those are the ones I know a lot about or actually helped deal with. In total, we have by pure chance had 68 redundant apocalypses happen that we know of. This world's redundant apocalypse would become the 69th we BRAINS members know of and helped deal with if it isn't prevented in time for it to do so much damage." "THAT'S.. UNACCEPTABLE!" I then finally opened the book and nothing much happened. I smelled a burp as the energy just immediately left the book. "Ice Thing, how long was this book in storage? I think it just really needed to burp despite the fact it's not even supposed to be alive." "Oh.. It was away for a while, alright. Guess it couldn't be helped. I'll make sure it doesn't need to have to burp ever again. Would you like me to read my story to you?" "WE HAVE NO TIME! NO! SAVE IT FOR ANOTHER TIME! STOP BEING UNACCEPTABLE!" "The Swartz still won't work but we have to go!" "Aye, no time to spare. See ya some other time, Ice Thing." "Oh, okay. Another time then. See you later! Bye now!" We then teleported to the final place for us to look. The club in Lumpy Space. "What the hell are all these creatures?!" "They're residents of this dimension: Lumpy Space. They're lumpy. Don't do anything to assimilate to them unless you want to sound grouchy and be lumpy. Lumpy people are cool but I don't wanna be one."

We look around the place. Lemongrab doesn't even want to yell or scream because of the vibe of the club. It was difficult to search anywhere due to the crowd but we did it and found only one very small trace of strange energy. As soon as we interacted with it, it become a bird that bit Lone Starr's right pointer finger. I healed it with magic before anything weird or bad could start because of that bite right as the bird turned to nothing on us. We then returned to Finn and Jake's treehouse which was of course the established meeting point all of us agreed on. And we were literally the first ones back. "WHERE ARE THE OTHERS?! UNACCEPTABLE, THEY SHOULD BE HERE BY NOW!" "Calm down, they should be here soon. I feel their life forces starting to get closer to all of us with my Ki." And so, we waited. I kept us busy by tell Lone Starr and Lemongrab about other absurd situations such as the cursed cookie and the Genital Inspector fiasco. "WHY WOULD ANYONE FIND IT ACCEPTABLE TO OBSESS OVER SOMEBODY'S PRIVATE AREAS AND INSPECT THEM JUST TO SEE IF THEY MATCHED THEIR GENDER?! UNACCEPTABLE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" After some time, the others finally arrived with disappointed expressions. Bulma sighs: "That was a complete waste of time.. We found nothing but ridiculous things that went away quickly." The others concurred with that statement. And then, music started playing. Closing theme style anime rock music. All of us suddenly had the urge to sing words that just popped into our heads. As if there weren't enough, all of our thousands of comrades teleported to the same spot we were now standing together in and once a breakdown played in the song, we all started singing automatically as if the story Redundant Apocalypses was willing us to sing the very song I wrote as the ending for it out of nowhere. It's called Where's The Strange Stuff. It felt weird singing my own song without being able to stop myself but it was still fun.

"What did we come here for? We came to resolve strange stuff and hunt numbers. But where is the strange stuff? The numbers are collected. No one knows. Was this a trick someone is playing on us? It's clear to see now that this is it. I knew this day would come. But it still throws me in for a loop. It makes no sense that it's over. Who corrected the stability of space-time to end these redundant apocalypses for good? We just saved this world and then we found another disruption. We thought it was another Redundant Apocalypse but it turned out to be nothing. Nothing at all, just a meaningless series of jokes on us. Where is the strange stuff?We were perfectly prepared to resolve it but now, there's nothing to resolve anymore here. I guess it's time for us to head back where we came from. I'm teleporting back to Miitopia, the war's still raging there. What else am I supposed to do? We have to prepare for the next battle. Goodbye, Finn, Jake, Bubblegum, and everyone else. We'll be in touch again soon. Where's the strange stuff? Not here, obviously. And now, we believe that the sticks of doom are the last. The last of the Redundant Apocalypses. And this is how it ends. In complete and utter disappointment." But then, boss music starts playing again after the closing theme ends and we all stop singing. Everyone who just came here immediately leaves despite the boss music that has begun to start playing out of nowhere. Out of nowhere, a giant worm appears. I ready my sword again: "What is that thing? It reminds me of those Mongolian Death Worms from a movie I tried to watch but couldn't manage to watch. Either because it wasn't free or I just found it boring. This is a serious threat, they look powerful and big enough to destroy this entire planet. Just look at them!" The others look. "Damn it! Swartz, work! *Lone Starr is able to summon his Swartz stick* Now, we're talking! Oh yeah. Finally, I can use the Swartz again!" Finn is the first to reach the giant worm but when he attacks them with his Finn Sword, the worm immediately deflates, revealing someone was inside them the entire time to control them, making it seem like they were a very much real threat.

That someone was the King of Ooo of all people. Finn glares: "King of Ooo?! What's the meaning of this?!" The golden middle aged looking "King of Ooo" looks very defensively at Finn: "I just wanted to have some fun with you all! I heard all about your quest to prevent some apocalypse so I came here in this thing to play a little joke. I also heard you couldn't find anything like what you were looking for so I just had to come here to help cheer you up!" "We don't need your support, King of Ooo! You caused some trouble in the past!" "I know, I know! But listen, I wasn't doing this out of selfishness." And then, Prismo appears out of nowhere again. When he does, we all turn our attentions towards him. He says calmly while sighing: "You know you guys could have just wished for me to locate any apocalypse level event instead of searching for such for hours, right?" I facepalm as my body turns pure white in anime style mortification like several times before. I then fall to the ground. Jake exclaims: "Are you okay down there?!" Dominic answers instead: "Swiftdrawer's okay, just dealing with the reality of how much time we just wasted. What a nap causation, it makes me want to collapse straight into a nap right here right now. This is seriously a nap causation. How could all of us have missed such an obvious work around instead of looking everywhere the apocalypse could have started to begin ourselves?" But then, a giant robot terminator thing comes from beyond the sky and gets ready to destroy us all. Marceline yells: "I wish for that robot to be sent into a volcano to melt away!" Prismo nods: "Your wish has been granted. That robot was going to be the catalyst for the apocalypse. Smart thinking, Marceline. It's been cool to have met you for real for the first time today." "Woah, really? That's it? Huh. It's been nice to meet you to, Prismo. Jake loves talking about you a lot. Your cool in my books." Lemongrab widens his eyes: "NOOOOOO WE WASTED SO MUCH TIME WHEN WE COULD HAVE JUST LEARNED OF THE APOCALYPSE THROUGH A WISH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! UNACCEPTABLE! UNACCEPTABLE!" Bubblegum pats him gently: "It's okay, Lemongrab. It's okay to make mistakes. There's nothing to be upset over. It's okay."

"Well if that's it, myself and the others are going to be leaving this world now. We have no reason to stay here anymore. It's time for us to go. We have that war to fight after all." Finn says to me: "Wait! Could we join this war you've told us about?" "Well, we've added you and some others as BRAINS members already. Those of you who want to come help fight with us, grab one of our hands. We're all going to the same place soon. But first, we have to fully comprehend how anticlimactic the finale of these Redundant Apocalypses has been because if we don't, it's going to mess things up for us a bit over there." Pretty much everyone present is going to go and has no objections to doing what I said we needed to do first. After we took care of that, we all went to Miitopia to fight a new battle. It was a hard one especially since Bray was just murdered yesterday but we ended up winning it after several days. And now, I'm going to reflect on these adventures featuring redundant apocalypses. I must admit, calling the apocalypses redundant is ironically not even the best word for it. Redundant typically means useless. But here I am, responsible for calling all the apocalypses redundant and causing the others to call them that as well. It's been a journey, dealing with such odd apocalypses. And to think, every single enemy we dealt with during them is going to come back for revenge eventually. The Popcorn Monster already came back and was disintegrated due to showing up in a form the size of a person or so, making it easy for such a disintegration to take place. I knew that the apocalypses would stop in a disappointing way for the majority of the time since we first dealt with the Popcorn Monster. Between all those random rifts and the manipulations behind the scenes by The Plot, there have been many chances for such apocalypses to occur. I will now list out some of the other ones that ended up occurring that I don't even know much about. 68 of them there were unless you count the robot that was just wished away into a volcano.. Crazy. Some of the ones I learned of were truly ridiculous and those are the ones I want to briefly share to all readers including future me who somehow loses all their memories for a time.

A hot air balloon sucked away all the air in Robloxia, the Sims faced a worldwide infestation of hungry cow plants, and Cabala dealt with the sky falling because someone farted really hard. Yeah, fun stuff. And to think, writing about all of this started because I thought it would be funny to make a story where every apocalypse was ridiculous but I forgot how real it all actually is when I did come up with the story. The amount of things that just lines up with all of these apocalypses is absolutely absurd. Like come on. How does everything get to line up the way it did? I go to a universe to hunt numbers and sometimes, there's a redundant apocalypse going on there as well. Really makes me think just how elaborately complicated the human imagination really is. It connects us all to other worlds and I'm learning how to better use it for battle and more gradually over time. My adventures have had so many instances of the 4th wall breaking even though since everything going on is really happening, it's not truly breaking the 4th wall. The 4th wall only exists as a concept because it sort of actually exists and because most people don't understand the ultimate power of imagination. It truly is a complicated thing so I'm not surprised. So yeah. There's that. The lengths we've had to go to put a stop to some of these apocalypses is truly absurd. I didn't sign up for dealing with all of this necessarily. Merging with so many enemies to stop that pointer finger was one of the most unwanted things among all this but it had to be done. And now, that pointer finger has been recruited by The Plot. I shouldn't even be talking about The Plot in a chapter that took place last month but it's okay, it doesn't matter. I love recalling how I let The Plot stuff basically slip out of my mouth because it was around the end of March that I started sharing more about The Plot and everything. I used to be adamant about keeping all this stuff I'm learning about thanks to my imagination but by now, everyone knows Dr. Gero is back among other things.

I'm just glad that Twisted Land hasn't had many incidents happen in it since that time myself and many others literally lived in its old hotel before I built the new hotel. There are so many adventures to explore from the real storyline of Twisted Land that goes beyond even my 9 year long personal history with it for obvious reasons at this point. I'm probably going to explore the true story of Camp Soulcrusher first and go from there. But there's seriously so much to cover in Twisted Land Twists & Terrors which will take the place of this story in my ongoing stories roster. Crap. Still got a bit more to write before I meet my word quota I imposed upon myself for this chapter. So what else is there to talk about? Well, Tomapie I guess. That world is such a strange and yet fascinating place. I'm impressed I have enough self control to resist how good that planet smells. Pizza is literally my favorite food so it's like, how am I supposed to resist such a world? Of all the pizza people I've fought with, Scar Basiltomato is probably my favorite followed by Garlic Mushroomsauce. That world's hot pocket spaceships rarely get used anymore but they do get used for missions where one cannot simply teleport to the mission objective in another world. Situations in which space travel is required. That spaceships reach Overdone Ovenzilla Speed often with the help of Ovenzilla, traveling a light year in a minute. A light year is much bigger than the distance from the Sun to the Oort Cloud. In the RCT3 universe, things are literally business as usual. It's like it being flattened had no lasting impact. In Equestria, it's like the Sticks of Doom never attacked. In the Regular Show universe, the same can be said. Just like in Goat Simulator and our universe. And you get what I'm trying to get at now. We successfully undid much of the harm caused by these redundant apocalypses. And that's impressive considering the fact a lot of the harm was undone by things beyond our control.

And now, instead of writing about them, I will get to travel through time in Twisted Land to write about the real adventures behind each themed attraction in the park. The future is both grim and bright but Twisted Land's is definitely almost without a doubt mostly bright. My comrades and I have learned a lot from the redundant apocalypses, allowing us to better handle when things get weird in other situations. So in a way, dealing with all of this crap was worth it because it taught so much to so many. We even recruited some comrades as a result. I thank those of you who have read through this entire story documenting many of the redundant apocalypses for reading it all. It has been a ride writing this and experiencing in one way or another the very events depicted here before or after writing them. This is almost the end of an age of apocalyptic chaos but in the end, it really isn't the end because the future will have more highly dangerous events that threaten entire planets and more. Even though all these situations with world or universe ending things have been ridiculous, it is still clear that we really had to take them seriously because all threats as silly as they may seem can destroy everything if not taken seriously. So take that as a life lesson or leave it. It's up to you I guess. As I enter the AnthrOhio 2023 arc of my life here in our universe, it is clear that it's like the end of this story is leading to the buildup for me towards that convention. So yeah, that's a lot of stuff, isn't it? I'm out of things to say here. Again, thank you so much for reading this story.