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I need to google this…
Turns put, there is a blind monkey that drew this fabulous piece of art!! 
Just kidding…
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Hmm looking back at my old drawings, if I make a part three to the story I may add them… I completely forgot about some of them
In Mushy’s and Friends Conference Room
Mushy Mushroom, Great Grape, Daring Dumpling, and their new friends gathered around the conference table. In the middle of the round table sat a phone that was currently on speakerphone. On the other end of the line, Bobby Bamboo was speaking frantically, telling a tale that seemed down-right absurd.
As the group listened, the Food Heroes looked shocked and distressed. The other heroes didn’t understand why the news was so big, but they listened respectfully as well.
“What do I do?” Bobby asked. “He seems fine, but unconscious. This is really big. We have to tell people!”
“No!” Mushy commanded. “We can’t tell people now. We have to go about this slowly and carefully. If what you’re saying is true …People will get excited, but they will also get scared. So, no, don’t say anything right now.”
“Ok. So what should I do?” asked Bobby.
Mushy sighed. “Can you come here and bring him with you? Will your pandas be able to protect China while you’re away?”
“Definitely! Okay, then I’ll get back to my HQ and set of right away on my jet,” replied Bobby.
“Okay, see you soon. Bye,” Mushy finished.
“Bye, Bobby!” Grape and Dumpling said.
“Bye, guys,” Bobby said. Then the line disconnected.
There was a brief moment of silence. Then the Eavesman spoke up.
“Umm, pardon me for the question, but what was that about? Your feelings seem to be in turmoil,” he observed.
“Well…,” Mushy started. “Before I became leader, I was the sidekick of one of the strongest Food Heroes ever: China Carrot. One day after China and I helped these little old raisins cross the street, our biggest enemy, Evil Eggplant, ambushed us in an alley. We fought each other endlessly. Then…Evil Eggplant shot his ray gun at me. China Carrot sacrificed himself for me. After China was shot, Eggplant flew away. I guess he didn’t care about killing a worthless sidekick. I tried to save China and carry him, but he told me to just go since he was a goner.” Mushy started crying into his hands silently.
Grape went over to Mushy and hugged him. “Hey, it’s okay…,” she said.
“Yeah!” said Herring Aid. “Didn’t that Bobby dude say that he found China Carrot in a bamboo forest in China? That’s great!”
“Maybe…I mean, I’m glad to have my old friends back…But how did he survive? He died in my arms!” Mushy shouted. “What happened? Who was able to do this?”
“I don’t know. But maybe they’re on our side?” asked Dumpling.
“Hopefully…Or else all of Food Heck will break loose,” Mushy said.
Back in China
Bobby hung up his cellphone. He took a deep breath and looked down at the sleeping Carrot.
“Hey, buddies!” he called to his pandas. The embarrassment of pandas came running toward Bobby’s voice. They stopped in front of him and waited for orders. “Okay, Mei Hua and Xiao Xiao, you guys help carry China Carrot back to HQ with me.” Bobby lifted Carrot onto the two pandas. “Po, you are in charge while I am away. Keep on looking for Dishi and report everything back to me.”
As Bobby, the unconscious Carrot, and his pandas set off back to HQ, he thought about Carrot’s words: She’s coming. Bobby decided not to tell Mushy about that until they met back at Food Hero HQ. He had no idea who “she” could be and he didn’t want Mushy to be stressing over too much. Mushy was already shocked by the news that his old friend was still alive. Bobby also wondered how China could still be alive. According to Mushy, China was shot by Eggplant and died in his arms.
“Did he not really die? Did someone help bring him back to life somehow? Are we even ready for that kind of power? If someone did bring him back to life, can we trust them?” Bobby thought in his head. “Well, whatever the answer is, the world has just gotten more dangerous.”
On a suburban road.
President P. Popcorn, S’mores Lord, and Broccoli Brock wandered down the dirt road.
“I spy with my little eye, something…red,” S’mores said.
“The red barn,” Brock replied, pointing to the red barn that they had just passed.
“Yeah,” S’mores replied.
“Well, I spy with my little eye, something green,” Brock said.
“You?” Popcorn asked, laughing.
“Correct, my buttery friend,” Brock replied.
“My turn then,” Popcorn said. “I spy with my little eye, something PASTA!”
“Something pasta? That doesn’t make sense. You aren’t supposed to tell us what you see,” S’mores said.
“No! Pasta in the sky!” Popcorn pointed. “HIDE!”
As the three looked up, they saw that Popcorn was right. A small hoard of pasta noodles were flying on jet packs. The pasta flew around and seemed to be surveilling the ground. The trio ducked behind a tree just as the noodles flew closer. They held their breath and hid in the shadows. After the pasta flew away, they breathed a sigh of relief.
“Why did you want us to hide?” Brock asked.
“Because we don’t know if we can trust them. And I think I saw them with guns in their belts,” Popcorn replied.
“Maybe whoever sent those flares also sent them out? To help look for other foods?” S’mores asked. “Maybe they’re good?”
Suddenly a scream went up. They looked back toward the barn. The pasta army had stopped above the farm; they pulled out their guns and started firing at the food below.
Popcorn started to run toward the barn, but S’mores stopped him. “We can’t fight that are my by ourselves! We’d be slaughtered! The best thing we can do now is follow the flares and tell whoever sent them what happened!” S’mores told Popcorn.
“You’re right…Hopefully whoever sent those flares aren’t the same people who sent that army,” Popcorn said.
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In an unknown city
Orzo looked around at the surrounding people and food. He had just found his way into the city after traveling the hot desert. Although he needed a nice cold drink, he knew he needed to find Dishi more. He put his watch near his mouth.
“Log 46, day 4. I have just entered an unknown city. While I see people and food, still no sign of the dragon. Not even any signs that he might’ve even been here. Entry done,” Orzo finished.
As Orzo sighed, he decided to rest for the night here.
“This dragon had better be worth the trouble,” he grumbled.
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In Rigatoni’s Ron plane
Ron looked at the coordinates again. He smiled evilly. His minions had found Dishi and now he was on his way to get the dragon. With the dragon by his side, he knew he could easily defeat any enemy coming his way.
“Richard, is the holding cell for the dragon finished?” Ron asked into his intercom.
“Yes, we are ready for the dragon, sir!”
“Excellent….”
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In a big castle
Terrific Thyme ran into the throne room.
“My King and Queen!” Thyme shouted! “We’ve found Dishi!”
King Garlic and Queen Parmesan stood.
“Really? Where is he?” Garlic asked.
“On the outskirts of town. We’ve already sent a team led by Sir Oregano to retrieve him. But…” Thyme said.
“What?” Parmesan asked.
“We think the Rigatoni Raiders also found him and are coming this way right now,” Thyme told her.
“Well then we need to find that dragon first!” Parmesan exclaimed.
“And after we do…the battle will have begun,” Garlic said sadly.
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Back in the Russian cave
“Ready to leave?” Black Hearted Black Licorice asked Professor Burnt.
“Yes BL,” Burnt said.
“I told you to not call me that!” Black Licorice shouted.
After a few days of rest, Burnt has finally gotten enough strength to leave the cave. The duo had plans to go to Black Licorice’s headquarters. She was going to tell him more about her plans there and give him new weapons.
“Sorry. So where is your HQ?” Burnt asked.
“It’s a surprise!” she said smiling. “Just wait, in the next few days there will be A LOT of surprises!”
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New update to the story! It’s a bit long haha. And @Queen_Kate I added your heroes!
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I’m sorry, but I’m going be blunt, I skipped over most of the story here. The constant he-said she-said plot gets repetitive, and the characters don’t talk very differently, if at all. They lack individuality, I can’t remember any details about any of them beside my own, and I can’t even memorize all of the characters in the story. It’s crazy! Maybe you should cut the current roster of heroes down to 1/2-1/3 size so you can focus on adding personality to each character, as well as giving them some development? And reducing the number of groups would help as well, so you can fit more in each section. That post had 7 different sections, with mainly dialog! 
My heroes (Eavesman, Herring Aid, and Polarisn’t) can be sacked, since it’s probably easier for you to write about heroes you made. And don’t feel forced to add any more main characters, if anyone makes a request for their heroes to be in, you can just use them as minor characters. I’m not saying to disregard Kate’s heroes though, they’re fine. But really, it’s your story, do what you want with it. 
Sorry for the criticism, just pleeease make it a little easier to follow. 
(Note: The other story is perfect, fyi. You’ve just worked yourself into a corner with how big this one is.)
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Yeah sorry there is a lot of dialogue…it does get tiring writing so much. I’ll try to cut down on dialogue in the next few parts. There’s just a lot of story to be told right now before we get to the ACTION!!!
Okay, I’ll try to add some more personality to each!
Yeah 7 parts is too much; I’ll cut the parts down!
The new characters are gonna be minor characters, so don’t worry
I don’t know if I’ll sack your characters yet…I’ll see. I’m gonna cut down on parts and add more personality to each
Don’t worry, It’s fine! How else will I improve? I’ll definitely try to make the story easier to follow. Like I said, right now is the introduction so there’s a lot of background to be told. The next few parts will be better (hopefully)!
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My superhero/villain
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Alias: BATTLE MODE
Powers shrinking killing 
Story the killer of everyone who could shrink and sleep with nobody seeing and with power of the Spaghetti Spectre he will help Evil Eggplant win
Umm the EE story ended long ago. And I’m not adding that hero into my story.
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So, Y did u even quoted me? It seems pretty useless.
I think they just don’t understand how to use the forum or forum etiquette yet
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EE did y’know
What no he didn’t. I know MY own story that I wrote better than you. EE died in the story! That question meant will EE come back after the foods won? No he won’t!!!
Not to mention spaghetti specter was a good guy and EE was evil. Do people just not read things carefully anymore?
I think he meant his character was a villain. You might want to hold yourself back there a little, by the way.
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Lol yeah maybe. Just a bit hangry and worried (my puppies been having tummy issues 
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Nah, that was Mr. Pizza. Spaghetti Spectre is simply busy with the Spaghetti Kingdom repairing all the damage the Eggplants caused.
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That is Bobby Bamboo I think.
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Well Bobby is in China. Or at least was. He’s now coming over with China Carrot
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Mushy’s HQ
Mushy paced the floor of the conference room. The conversation with Bobby over the phone still had him shaken up. He muttered under his breath “Oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh.”
Grape stood up and walked over to him. She pulled him close to her and gave Mushy a warm hug.
“It’s going to be fine,” she reassured Mushy.
“But what if it isn’t,” he replied back.
“Well, not with that car-ROTTEN attitude,” Dumpling said over at his seat, with a wide smile.
Grape shot him a glare.
“Let’s just take our mind off of it. Don’t we need to go train?” Grape reminded the group.
“Yes! Come on guys,” Mushy said. “Let’s go to the training room!”
“Oh Mushy is gonna turn you guys into MUSH-room,” Dumpling told the three newcomers.
Back in China
Bobby was back in his headquarters and was preparing the jet for take off. Slumped on a couch was China Carrot, still unconscious. As Bobby walked past to get to the cockpit, China suddenly grabbed Bobby’s hand.
China looked up at him and said “She is coming” like in the woods.
“Who?” Bobby asked him.
“…the evil,” China replied before passing out again.
On a suburban road.
“Do you think we’re close? I’m hungry and my feet are tired” S’mores asked Popcorn and Brock.
“I don’t know. The dang flares still seem to be far away…I still can’t get over that army that destroyed that farm. If I meet them again, I will tear them limb from limb!” Popcorn shouted.
“Whoa whoa, calm down Poppy,” Brock said.
“Don’t call me that!” Poppy retorted.
“Fine. But we gotta stay focused. And S’mores is right. Let’s rest here for a while. You guys go to sleep. I’ll keep watch,” Brock told them.
S’mores promptly lied down on the ground and started snoring. Poppy started to protest.
“We can’t just rest you i-,” Poppy started to say.
“We can. And we will,” Brock said. “You aren’t gonna wake up S’mores are you?”
Both looked down at the sleeping sweet sweet.
“…no,” Poppy said.
Brock smiled. He sat down on a rock and told Poppy to rest.
In Rigatoni’s Ron plane
Ron flew over France. He was heading to get Dishi Dragon and was ecstatic. Dishi was strong and powerful, but seemed to have lost his memories. If he could reach Dishi first, he could turn Dishi into one of his followers. Rigatoni Ron would be unstoppable. Rigatoni Ron would be famous and feared. Rigatoni Ron would destroy the Food League forever.
Outside of the Russian cave
Black Licorice and Professor Burnt walked out of the cave. The former led the latter a few yards away from the entrance. She stopped in front of a tree and pulled off a tarp, revealing a hidden plane.
Burnt gasped from the sight. He didn’t even see the tarp even from so close up. Black Licorice smiled.
“That’s just one of the surprises!” she said happily. “Come in, we’re burning daylight. With your face looking like that, we don’t need to burn anything more!”
Burnt got an offended look. He was going to retort back an insult or call her BL again, but one look from BL silenced him. So he obediently got on the plane with BL flollowing.
No Orzo this time; he’s still resting in the unknown city. Also no King Garlic this time; they’re still in their castle waiting for the Dragon. I tried to give the characters some personality. It’s shorter since I have a mild headache. There’s still a good amount of dialogue though so I’ll try to fix that.
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Just a quick news update: after finishing Part 2, I will take a small break from writing food hero stories. I will NOT stop writing them; I’ll write more in the future. But I will take a break since I want to work on other stories I’m writing for myself. During the hiatus maybe we can come up with other stories!
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I remember that in 3-4th grade I wrote comics about the adventures of “Doughnut Guy”… a hyperactive, sugared-up superhero whose only power was shooting doughnuts from his hands. Maybe with a little refinement, he could fill in while you’re gone? 
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