#the dorigin

A BATTLE FOR THE AGES!

"Rampaging? I prefer the term, renovating, if that’s what you mean! Keep settin’ those itty 🅱️itty 🅱️uckets of 🅱️olts into flames, 🅱️uster! 🅱️oag—"

WHAM! BAM!

> Suddenly, the cheese dragon stopped breathing fire—as two equally powerful threats that jeopardized his plans charged headfirst (literally for one of them) into its body; causing small amounts of explosions. "🅱️🅱️🅱️🅱️🅱️🅱️🅱️OOOOOOOAAAAAAAGGGGGGG!!!" Both The Original 🅱️oise and the army of 🅱️oise clones shrieked, obviously not expecting this to happen. > The 🅱️oise clones retreated from the scene, not wanting to also be beaten up as well, while The Original 🅱️oise’s hot air balloon (and himself too) got blown away by the following explosions.

CRACKLE, CRACKLE!

> The cheese dragon, in retort to being hit multiple times in the body, now breathed fire onto Peddita & Doise; igniting the two on… well, fire.

ZAP!

> Fortunately, before the dopey-looking dragon made of lumpy cheese could hurt the two too bad, it was hit with a blinding beam of light—being knocked away into one of the NTV city’s buildings.

"We’re with you guys, whether you like it or not!" Doise Chan said, catching up to the two of them along with other familiar friends as well. "Ayyyy, now that’s what I’m talking about!" > (If Peddito were here, he would’ve commented about how cheesy the dialogue has become. Alas, he was still beating up the pizza-faced sorcerer in the background.) Dorigin: "Yeahhh!!! DTV never dies!!!" > Doisey, hearing this statement, bounced up and down excitedly just as ever. Doisette: "So, Pissamancer said its own smarts are its own weakness?"

"It would seem so… we can’t celebrate for too long though, or else it’ll strike back while we’re—"

> Cutting off Golden Pizzaboy’s sentence, the cheese dragon reared its ugly head out in the open; preparing to breathe fire on not only two—but now all of them at the same time. "YYYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGG!!!"

"LET’S KICK IT TO HEAD GEAR!"

> With that being said in mind, the group of bluish (including one of them who was green) bootlegs and essential beings then charged at the scorching flames. Call them foolish, or simply foolhardy, but they were determined to crash down both The Original 🅱️oise & the cheese dragon’s party.

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> Pizzamancer, for once, was geninuely happy extremely ecstatic to see his pet brought back to life, and apparently so was 🅱️oise—although, it was for a different reason. "Welcome back, my friend! Does a good cheese dragon want to terrorize the lands again?" > Nodding yes (even though it didn’t look like a creature who would terrorize the lands in question), the cheese dragon began to fly up and up into the sky; above from its own ancient burial ground.

"HAHAHA—AAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" > Just as the cheese dragon flew up just far enough and the pizza-faced sorcerer was busy laughing, 🅱️oise quickly kicked a bomb towards Pizzamancer—screaming as he flew off into the distance. "Now then… this dragon is MINE to control! 🅱️oag!"

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WHAM! BAM! ZAP(?)

> Peddita and Peddito were also busy fighting off the several weapon-equipped 🅱️oise clones down in the factory-like building—and it was intense. In every direction, miniguns were rapidly shooting bullets, barrels were being thrown, and crushers were seemingly coming out of nowhere. > For a moment, it seemed like they were about to outnumber the two spiritual beings, until—

WHOOSH!

> Suddenly, something that was fast as lightning struck the 🅱️oises, as they were all knocked away by the following explosions.

"What the-a hell was THAT?!" > The "that" in question then lowered themselves to the floor in front of them with their blueish cape flowing gallantly, having a proud face. "No need to thank me. I, HYPER Doise, will lead you all to justice and glory!" "…I-a can’t tell the-a difference." > The rest of Doise, Peddita, & Peddito’s friends then caught up to them.

"Well, the thing that makes us human is not appearance, but by heart, Peddito."

"…"

Dorigin: "Yeoag! You did it, Doise!"

- > Pause. "Hey, wait a minute—wasn’t I the only one to go hyper? Not to say that I didn’t miss you, because I did; but still, logic." Dorigin: "Uhhh… I’m not sure myself."

(This time, Doise Chan did a selfie so that everybody got included in the picture!) … It’s a long way since I created this good ol’ blog, hasn’t it? I originally intended it to be just centered ONLY around Doise (as you longtime viewers might know already)—but instead, a whole family was formed instead in the end of it all. At this point, I AM a broken record player, because it seems like I just keep repeating my words over and over again. But, again (like the other times), thank you all for the support that helped this blog grow of what it is today. Thank you. In the meantime, since the place’s a lot more crowded—why not even make it MORE crowded? (See image below).

He’s just starting out his first steps of life as it is, so you won’t be able to ask him any questions immediately—but yes, he is a clone of the ORIGINAL form of The Doise, what with the multiple eye straining colors and all! Technically, he’s the oldest of the bunch, but most of the time he acts like a young and gullible sibling… so that’s what the rest of the cast treats him like, either intentionally or unintentionally not knowing. Have a gif of him showing off his flashy gloves! (See gif below).

Once again, see ya later!

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Bizzahead: “Hey, hey! Any of you wojak gooners out there? Well, it doesn’t matter anyways! The king of Sigma Ohio rizz is now here, so—”

Bizzahead: “Wait a minute… something’s not Skibidi Toilet rizz here…”

Bizzahead: “OH NOES! WE’VE BEEN ABANDONED (by The Wahbox from FNF: Mario Madness)!” Pisace: “What does that mean??” Bizzahead: “IT MEANS, PISACE, THAT THIS IS TRULY NOT SKIBIDI RIZZ! WE’RE JUST UN-RIZZLERS NOW, AND WE’LL ALSO HAVE TO DO FANTUM TAX TO EACH OTHER!”

Bizzahead: “—Eh! They’ll come back in a few hours to come pick us rizzlers up! After all, my alpha male boyboss jokes are very entertaining!”

Bizzahead: “So, what are you doing later?” Pisace: “This is single handedly one of my only lines in this entire arc!” Bizzahead: “…Dank!”

"Well, I can’t tell ya what’s going to be in 🅱️TV’s future for now, 🅱️ut I can tell you that it’s going to 🅱️e 🅱️ig—and as everyone knows, 🅱️igger is 🅱️etter!"

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"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH—!"

> The two groups of (mostly) bluish bootleggers and pinkish poltergeists had unintentionally startled each other, due to the two of them expecting to see no one else but themselves. "Heyyy… wait a minute! It’s you guys!"

"Seems like fate has reunited us once more."

"—Do you ever get-a tired of-a saying cryptic stuff like-a that?"

"Mmm… nope."

Doise-Chan: "Oh, Peddita! I’ve wondered where you’ve been in this whole time!" >> Smiling, Peddita floated down to her girlfriend gal pal being happy to see Doise-Chan again. Even though she didn’t say much, you could obviously tell what she was thinking. >>> (Please ignore that Golden Pizzaboy isn’t smiling, because for one, he obviously is, and two, I couldn’t find a sprite for him smiling while floating.) >>>> The same could be said for Doisey, who was jumping around excitedly—then again, he did this kind of action for every time he saw a friend of his. Dorigin: "Y’know, I thought that you guys would’ve been locked up too!" "Same!" Doisette: "Agreed." "…Technically, we’re-a still are." Doisette: "—okay what the fuck do you mean by th"

>>>>> Suddenly, the quartet of crossed crosses (get it?) coincidentally—and unfortunately—caught up with Doise and his friends.

"HERE WE GO AGAIN!"

"Hahah. Veryyy funny, 🅱️uddy. Maybe have an actual question next time."

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BOOM!

> A massive explosion had erupted, leaving a large hole in the wall—as a particular group of dauntless & daredevilish blue doppelgängers (and one green glum gal) escaped out through it.

"Good job, gang! We’re one step closer to getting our show back on track!" Doisey once again hopped up and down cheerily, happy that he was able to help his bestest friends. Dorigin: "WOO-HOO!—hey, wait a minute… is it just me, or are we’re in another different place this time?" Doise-Chan: "Yeah, he’s right; it’s all gloomy and dark! How am I supposed to do my stunts when I can’t see where I’m going?" Doisette: "Why the hell are you worrying more about not doing your stunts instead of, oh, I don’t know—trying to FUCKING find the OTHERS?" She retorted, as both Doise and Dorigin covered Doisey’s ears (despite the miniature version of Doise not having them in the first place). Doise-Chan jumped. "EEP! Sorry, sorry… I’m not in my right mind right now…"

>> Suddenly, an abundant amount of miniature versions of Doise that were clearly bombs (judging by the lit fuses on their heads) came running towards them down the hall—except the fact that they didn’t look like Doise at all. They had the skin color of The Doise’s nasty nemesis, The Noise, but the strangest thing was that all of them were wearing brown jumpsuits instead of blue or yellow ones. "YYYYYYYYYOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGG!!! IT’S A STAMPEDE!" Doisette: "ITTAI NANI?!" Dorigin: "YYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEE—wait, doesn’t stampedes usually consist of frightened animals?" Doisette: "WHO CARES ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW?! WE’RE ABOUT TO BE SLAUGHTERED LIKE ANIMALS IF WE DON’T DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!"