Unless we told you to… lol
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Never underestimate a good death in the book.b
If you never kill anyone, no one will wonder if anyone will die. 
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A few more fellas to help contribute to plot lines 
: S’more Lord
-Alignment: Neutral Good
-Powers: Camping Gadgets, S’more making
-Weakness: Regular human weaknesses.
-Lair: Camp S’moreville in the forests.
-Appearance: Gray sweatpants, hiking boots, red plaid sweater, with a black baseball cap.
-Personality: Brusque, always grinning, tough, likes danger.
-Gadgets:
•Marshmallow machine gun. It is hooked up to a contained camping grill strapped to his back, where the marshmallows are superheated and blasted out of the gun at enemies.
•Backpack containing almost unlimited stocks of warm s’mores, cooked hot dogs, and burger patties.
•Super-strong hiking pole which is used like a sword.
S’more Lord is just an average joe. Except when he’s helping to stop crime in the forest where he lives, camping out every night. He stops criminals with his outdoor gizmos and skills.
President P. Popcorn
-Alignment: Lawful Good
-Friends: S’more Lord (Went to school together)
-Nemesis: Professor Breakfast (Rivalry began after Professor Breakfast started scamming his old company out of money to help supply his ingredients. He has also vandalized the theatre by smothering it with fried eggs and syrup.)
-Powers: Telekinetic control over popcorn. Can temporarily turn small objects into popcorn. Can shoot heat beams from his eyes that can turn regular atoms into popcorn atoms for a minute or so before they return to their original form. Charismatic, smart, extremely rich.
-Lair: Owns the town movie theater.
-Appearance: American, dark, swift hair, green eyes. Wears a red and white pinstriped suit.
-Personality: Happy most of the time, charismatic, likes seeing people have fun, fiery temper when he gets mad.
Former businessman and entrepreneur, Parker Patrick Popcorn was born with the ability to generate popcorn and butter from his bare hands. After learning that business wasn’t really his thing, he founded the town movie theater, and uses his ability to help make some of the best popcorn the theater can offer.
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How about a refresh for my allotted 3 heroes? Then we don’t have to scroll alllll the way back up so we know who we’re talking about. I hope you don’t mind if I experiment with a few more formats 
Eavesman
AKA The Eavesdropper
Lawful Neutral Alignment
Has enhanced hearing, insomnia (never sleeps), control over time (time travel is in the equation now), and can become almost invisible.
He’s stopped in his tracks by both heavily armored/nigh invulnerable foes and magic.
He’s a part of the Antihero League, and the head of what’s left of the Info Mafia.
The lairs he currently uses are The Eavescave and the ruins of Info Mafia Headquarters.
His gadgets include the Eavesword, Eavoculars, Eavestealth Jet, and various other Eavestuff perfect for any scenario.
He can slow time to allow him super speed, and frequently Eavesdrops on others.
His current list of allies are Herring Aid and Polarisn’t.
There are no more known enemies of him, as The Wall was taken care of during the events of the Food War.
Herring Aid (Nicknamed “Red” by his allies)
Professional detective and mafia bodyguard, Herring Aid loyally serves Eavesman, and is dead set on figuring out the Ziti’s ambitions.
Abilities: Brilliant detective skills | Detective equipment | High firearm proficiency | Convincing disguises
Weaknesses: Blown cover | High enemy numbers | Magic
Herring Aid never shows emotion, and speaks only when needed. He mildly dislikes anyone other than Eavesman.
Polarisn’t, the Starlit Sage!
Powers:
Day- Vague Fortune Telling | Minor Weather Control
Night- Prediction | Meteor Strikes | Complete Weather Control | Weak Mind Control
Gadgets:
Crystal Ball- Unlimited Range Communication | Lie Detector
Crescent Sun- Scythe | Solar Fireballs
Story: Having finally defeated Sunbreaker and claimed the Crescent Sun at the cost of Discobot and the Ministrel of Tuba, Polarisn’t became a powerful entity, capable of great things. Him, Eavesman, and Herring Aid, the remaining members of The Antihero League, have gotten back together to discover the plans of the new Ziti threat.
Upon hearing that the Ziti were headed for the Spaghetti Kingdom with troops, he suggested laying low, and watching from the shadows, puzzling Eaves, Red, and Brocc.
And I finally have a name for the Zitian General, and I think I’ll do him in Polarisn’t style since I like it the most.
Orzo, the Zitian General
Powers: High Endurance | Combat Prowess | Master Marksman | Nigh-Invulnerable
Gadgets:
Penne Pulverizer- Machine Gun | Unlimited Ammo
Boiler- Boiling Water Gun | Lethal to pasta, highly painful to others | Unlimited Ammo
Story: After Brocc humiliated him in the middle of Ziti Citi, Orzo had him locked in his darkest dungeon, only because he couldn’t be thrown to the giant flying Ziti Kitti. Orzo is the sole leader of the citi, however a Ziti Council advises him. He is currently moving the flying citi towards the Spaghetti Kingdom, and is making sure his troops have prepared something special for their first visit.
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Part 2 of the Food League coming Monday!
Part 1 was titled Origins: Mushy Mushroom and Food League
Part 2 is titled Food League: Rise of the Food Antileague
Here’s hoping there’ll be a part 3 as well!
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I may or may not have an entire plot line in my head for The Rise of Brocc 
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Oh. Well I can change the title? Rise of the Food Antileague! I also had a pretty much complete plot in my head when I finished part 1 a few days ago haha
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I only need one of my characters alive. Bobby.
Well,the other is alive, but he isn’t interested in a food fight.
Bobby Bamboo
After the Food fight, The Bamboo Bodyguards had been decimated. With only
10% of their numbers remaining, They are too weak to protect all of China.
Bobby Bamboo is getting right to work in tending the newest Bamboozles. With the help of The Chinese people, and some friendly Pandas.
At the moment, Bobby Bamboo has withdrawn from the Food League and instead is working on Repairing the world after the Food wars. all of Asia and Africa are now completely purged of EE’s despicable plan, but Europe, and North and South America must still be purged. Can the Food League manage to overcome the Ziti without the help of Bobby Bamboo and his bodyguards and pandas?
Tune in next time…
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Yes for now the Food League tells Bobby to rebuild, but very big bad threats are coming. Everyone will be needed in the big battle!
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After the massive battle in China, while I don’t want to mess with other people’s heroes and villains. But, here’s a piece on what may have happened to my particular villain.
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CHINA, 2:00PM, April
The battlefield was smothered in ash and the splattered remains of food made by the warriors. In one spot, a heap of lifeless cheese confirmed the death of Pineapple Pizzazz. On another side, where other sides were covered in green mold and crumbs. It was devastating. And then, from the edge of a ravine, a hand, spattered with ash and blood reaches into the cheese-covered grass. Little by little, Professor Breakfast pulled himself onto the ground, gasping for breath and almost coughing his lungs out at the same time. Once he had gathered himself, he stood up and looked at the landscape around him. He had seen the radiation wave that Mushroom had created to destroy us, which had kind of succeeded. If it had, I, along with a few others of my new allies, would be nothing more than crumbs of cuisine. When I walked over to the place where Mushy almost killed me, it smelled strongly of burnt eggplant. I immediately knew what this meant. In rage, I threw down my rifle onto the filthy terrain, screaming bloody murder. A fat, cooked strip of bacon slid out of the barrel in response, like a printer spitting out a shopping receipt. I sat down on a nearby rock, my hand spread from my mouth to my forehead, massaging my face. Then, I realized something. There was a gem at a museum in a town that he used to live in. It was said to be capable of infinitely producing breakfast foods. And, all of my ammo had been incinerated by the final blow from Mushroom. I smiled as I began to walk west.
S’MORESVILLE USA, 12:06AM, Present
POV: Museum security guard.
Pacing gets really boring really quickly. Having to work at night gets really boring. Having to work in the dark gets really boring. Having to be a security guard gets super boring. Thieves care more about robbing grocery stores than our museum. All me and my buddies do is just pace back and forth in our zones, and it’s gotten so boring to the point where sometimes we’ll just text each other on a group chat while pacing just to pass the time.
This time was different.
It started by the window. The entire lobby (my zone) was pitch black, leaving the window as always highly visible. I faint jingling of metal sounded by the window balcony. I clicked my flashlight awake and pointed it towards the window. It wasn’t open.
But there was a small rope that hadn’t been there before. A perfect entryway.
“Who’s there? Show yourself!” My voice echoed in the black. Then I saw it. The security camera was shiny. I went over with a rag from my pocket and lightly cleaned it off. I checked the towel. And it was maple syrup. It had jammed up the lens and shut it down. That syrup wasn’t there two minutes ago. I minute later, all the cameras were smothered in thick, sticky maple.
“What the devil . . .” I muttered, confused and afraid.
Then I froze in my feet. There was someone at the other end of the room. And they had a gun pointed at me.
“Don’t worry. It’s not what you think.” They said.
“Hold still. You are under arrest for criminal trespass and attempted robb-!”
Before I could finish, two sticky streams of syrup globbed me in the feet. “What the-!” At full force, a soft pancake the size of a plate hit me in the face, flipping me backward on my butt. I heard a clicking sound, and then pain as strips of bacon rapidly pounded my nose and mouth.
“Enough! Stop this-“ I got a fried egg in the face for that. I weakly fell onto my back when the pelting had stopped. The man walked over to me. Sorry. This might hurt.”
He turned up a dial on his cannon, and blasted my skull with a 20 MPH chocolate donut. Even though it was soft, it was hard enough to knock me out.
Professor Breakfast POV.
Getting rid of the guards was easy. And now that I have this jewel, my ammo us virtually unlimited. I’m coming back. Mushroom and his gang are gonna pay.
@TherMasterStitch Here’s how I imagine it.
They couldn’t do anything. I could easily knock out a brutish foodie warrior by shooting them with food. Any minions that came up against me fell at my feet, splattered with breakfasts. Even the most brutish and cunning warriors were blinded when I shot whipped cream in their eyes, or knocked out by a hard piece of toast to the face. And then I saw EE dueling with Mushy. Just as Mushy obtained his legendary Foodcules powers. I stood frozen. And then I saw him raise his hand to deliver the death blow to us.
“HIT THE DECK!” One of our own fighters yelled. I jumped backward into a massive crevasse, scratching my face and almost tearing my hand off when it got caught on a sharp spire. I felt a massive blaze of green heat as Foodcules unleashed his power. I escaped just in time. I was, however, knocked unconscious for hours. As to how they didn’t notice me, I have no idea.
Thanks for reading.
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What! Professor Breakfast survived! I thought Mushy killed all the enemies when he got his Foodcules powers and used Heat and Mold Waves! Oh the Food League is in one heck of a shock!
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Ok I can see that! Maybe one side of him is badly burned now like Two Face! His new name can be Professor Brunt?
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I love that actually.
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The Dischi Dragon also survived, but he woke up after Professor Breakfast did, so Professor Breakfast never saw him.
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Here’s some story! 
The day had come. Ziti Citi had come to the capital of the Spaghetti Kingdom. But the Ziti soldiers didn’t bring guns or swords. They brought baskets, filled with exotic spices and goods from faraway lands. They offered the gifts to the Spaghetti King, and announced they came with no ill intentions. They simply wanted to track down the mythical Dischi Dragon, and subdue him if need be. They also assure that they will help protect against any Rigatoni Raiders that may attack.
Meanwhile, Polarisn’t has made a trip to a town that was flattened by the Kitti so he can help the sole survivor. The Antihero League needs new members, and there’s always potential in the only survivor of the first attack. Right?
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Part 2
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Back at Food League HQ, Mushy is on the phone with Bobby.
“Yeah that’s fine, Bobby. You need to help rebuild China’s ecosystem after the battle. Take your time…Are you sure?..Oh no, that’s bad. Well that’s for telling me. Take care” Mushy said. He hung up the phone.
“What’s wrong Mushy?” Great Grape asked.
“Oh do you mean Ziti Kitty eating nearly everyone and us losing a good deal of power? Or do you mean that one of Bobby’s panda saw Professor Brunt after the battle? Apparently the panda alerted Bobby who sent out a warning to the entirety of China and the surrounding countries. Bobby just told me that Best Borscht just alerted him that Burnt entered Russia” Mushy replied.
“Professor Burnt?” Great Grape asked.
“Yeah he was Professor Breakfast but my Heat and Mold Waves burned him severely so he told Dishi to call him Professor Burnt now. A bit over dramatic if you ask me” Mushy said.
Just then, Daring Dumpling rushes in. He stops in front of Mushy, out of breath.
“Daring Dumpling, what’s wrong? You look like you saw a steam basket!” Mushy asked.
“I have dire news. I just got word from Spaghetti Specter that two new threats have arisen. First, there’s Black Hearted Black Licorice. She’s like EE. She hates being a hated food and wants revenge for us killing EE. Also, the Rigatoni Raiders have started to grow stronger. Oh and, the sensors in the control room went off. The Food Computers are saying there was a tear in the universe. Probably when you got your powers. Then there was a flash of light. And…well you should see for yourself. Guys…?” Daring Dumpling finished.
Theee mysterious strangers walked up.
“Hi, I’m Eavesman. These are Herring Aid and Polarisn’t. We came from another universe. Your universe is in trouble. Orzo, a terrible villain from our world, is coming. He plans to destroy not only foodkind, but humankind, plantkind, animalkind, ALL the kinds” Eavesman said.
There was silence.
“Well, this is bad. We just lost a lot of power how will we stop them?” Great Grape asked. “Wait! Mushy, can you use your powers again?”
“No. I have to train to perfect and strengthen them. What happened on the battle field was an “at the moment” thing. When the Food Gods chose me and gave me Foodcules powers, it also gave me a lot of energy in that moment, so I was able to vaporize nearly every enemy. To do that again will take some practice. At the moment I can only use Heat and Mold Waves to up to ten feet” Mushy replied.
“Then we will need reinforcements,” Daring Dumpling said.
Just then the phone rang. Mushy picked it up.
“Hello Bobby…What?!..You sure?..You sure?..Ok then try to find him ASAP. I’ll also get on it,” Mushy said into the phone.
“What was it” Herring Aid asked.
“We thought we killed an enemy but he’s alive. Dishi Dragon.” Mushy said.
Both Daring Dumpling and Great Grapes gasped.
“But he seems to have amnesia. Bobby said one of his bamboo warriors saw him fly away and he seemed confused. He’s trying to find Dishi so that maybe we can convince him to be good and help us. But we will still need more heroes,” Mushy said. “Daring Dumpling.”
“Yes, sir!”
“Send out the Food Flares. It’s time to fight again” Mushy said with a determined look.
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Well that’s the start of Part 2. The next part should introduce Brocc, S’mores Lord, President P Popcorn and other heroes. Hope you enjoyed it so far!
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Wait, they’re in different universes? I thought they were all in same one. Also, there’s no proof as of late that Orzo is truly evil, he just wants to find the Dischi Dragon as of right now. (What they plan to do with the Dischi Dragon remains a secret.) He even said he’d help ward off the Rigatoni Raiders! Spaghetti Specter would know this as he’s the Spaghetti King. Also, aren’t you rushing it a little…? That’s compacting a lot of plot into a small space there… 
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Yeah I thought I said they were in different universe with the Foodtiverse lol. Yeah the plot in this part may be a bit rushed but the other parts of this story will go a bit slower. I can make my post a wiki and you can edit it if you want?
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In Russia, Professor Burnt hides out in a cave, plotting.
“Those dang and stupid Food League sabotaging our plan for world domination! And that blasted Mushroom using his blasted powers. Look at me! I used to be handsome! Now…now I’m burnt like some stupid toast!”
Suddenly a long shadow came into the cave.
“Professor Burnt. Get up. It’s time to get back home” a mysterious voice said.
Professor Burnt stood.
“Who the heck are you?” Brunt asked.
“Me? Hahahahaha…Darling, I am Black Hearted Black Licorice.”
In China, Bobby paces the floor.
“How did Professor Burnt survive? I thought all the enemies were killed!” Bobby said.
“I don’t know,” replied a panda. “Maybe he dived into a trench or something. All we know is that he survived and that the Food League has sent out the Food Flares.”
“I know. Mushy said we can say in China or a bit longer but that they may need us soon. Let’s try to help find some recruits.”
“Ok I’ll tell the other pandas to keep a look out.”
In a suburban movie theater, President Popcorn crawls out of the cupboard. He has a headache.
“Ugh what happened?” He asked rubbing his head. Suddenly he remembered: not three days ago, a bunch of little eggplants and breakfast items came into the theater and started to massacre all the candy and food. His elderly father had pushed him into the cupboard to be safe. Then his father went out to help. He heard shouting and weapons. Popcorn went to help, but as he opened the door, a blast knocked him backward. He hit his head and fell between a pile of plastic bags.
The theater was a mess of food, but employees were cleaning. He went outside and saw people milling about. Then he saw a bright red flash in the sky.
“Now what could that be?” Popcorn thought.
“Popcorn!” A voices called out.
Popcorn turned and saw his friends S’mores Lord running over.
“Ohmygoshwhathappened,” s’mores said in a blur, out of breath.
“Slow down…we were attacked…only I survived,” Popcorn told his friend.
“The same thing happened to us at camp! A bunch of evil foods attacked. Nearly everyone was killed. Only a few managed to escape, along with me. We hid out in our animal friend dens until it was safe. Do you know what those flares mean?”
“No…But let’s find out.”
Somewhere on a farm.
Brocc pushes himself out of the soil. He looked around and saw scorched earth and fallen crops. He hears footsteps and sees the farmer. He ducks sway and looks. The farmer surveys his farm sadly.
Brocc feels sad but knows he needs to get away. Who knows if enemies are still around. The enemies attacked a few days ago. Every crop, except for the kids, fought valiantly. Right as when Brocc was charging at a small eggplant, a big corn who called herself Conniving Corn lifted some of the soil of the ground and blasted it back on the crops. Brocc doesn’t know how he survived, but he feels grateful and guilty that he did.
As Brocc walked away from the farm, he started to plot his revenge on all evil foods.
In some secret lair, a shadow walks up
“Mwahahahaahahahaha those stupid little foods don’t know what’s coming.”
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