The Greatest ThiefThe Greatest Thief in General Fiction More Like This
Author's Note: The characters, locations, and (a few) gags used in this story are copyrighted and are not my creations. Material that is copyrighted and was 'borrowed' are listed below:
The Big O is owned by Sunrise Inc.
Lupin the Third material is owned by Pioneer
Just to clarify when this is taking place: The story is set right after Big O faced Beck's "Beck RX3", so any puns and references to Beck are intended.
Special Note: I was actually wondering while watching a Lupin the Third episode 'What would happen if Lupin found his way into Paradigm City…I wonder how Roger would react to that…' I didn't really consider it a thought for a fan fiction but I thought I should share this funny and hilarious idea with everyone. Having worked out details and other plot elements I found that it just was begging for a giant robot battle scene, so that's where Big LupinIII comes in (Big Lupin is in fact my own private megadeus used in the Megadeus Fighting League at www.paradigm-city.com/forums so
MFL: Big Zenigata vs Big FauMFL: Big Zenigata vs Big Fau in General Fiction More Like This
An artificial sun shines over the skyscrapers of the central Paradigm dome. Its inhabitants continue through with their daily lives, innocent and unaware. Rarely there is a disturbance; a giant destructive robot, robbery, murder; all are uncommon inside the domes, but... They also fear the memories that fuel these incidents... the foolish Paradigm dogs that will never know the truth of their lost memories... The truth behind these false skies called domes! It can't continue... Everyone must know the truth! And I will MAKE them aware of it... with Big FAU!!
Alex Rosewater jumps from the top of Paradigm HQ, yelling into the skies "BIG FAAAAUUUU!!!" The White Megadeus crashes through the top of the dome as it races towards Alex, its engines giving off a loud whir. Roger Smith runs out of the Speakeasy and looks into the sky, shouting "Schwarzwald?!" in disbelief. Large bold letters appear across the screen: "Act 12.141592654: Enemy is Another Big Again!"
Poem from a MadmanPoem of a MadmanPoem from a Madman in Free Verse More Like This
"I'm an inspector, a plant,
a truth seeker and a thief.
I've built eight war machines,
and I've played great music."
A madman speaks softly in the dark
perhaps to himself, perhaps to his shadow.
"You are not me, and I am not you,"
says the lunatic to a stranger.
"I know not who or what you are,"
the stranger replies, "so leave me be."
Silence falls over the pair
like the curtain on an endless stage.
At this, the eccentric laughs.
Many scenes ago that humble man walked onto the stage,
and in a corner was a girl, distraught and forlorn.
Such anguish, such emotion,
and with no way to escape.
The man took her to a bench
and wiped away her burning tears.
There he cleaned her troubled mind.
Every thought, every worry,
every secret, and every woe;
he listened and guided her,
but he wanted no reward.
The rewards were all for the girl
who he had begun to care for.
Day after day they met,
forever stuck on that vast stage.
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