Its been a long time, Newgrounds - but I have good reason for my absence. You see, I just came back from my latest adventure.
I was sitting in my favorite ridge in my cozy enamel when my sidekick Flouride comes in and alerts me that an unwatched organization of plaque in a godforsaken corner of Tooth City finished their biogenetic transformation machine, and were forming into tartar. I knew that the native gingiva wouldn't be too happy about this, and immediately srang out of my door to the affected area.
I would soon be sorry that I left without preparing anything, or at least that I left without doing my stretches.
As soon as I entered the root where the plaque was incubating they stunned me and had me flossed up to a pole. Unfortunately, Flouride was unable to help me, as I told him to take the back enterance. I assumed, at the time, that Flouride would be instantly captired as well.
Once I was captured the head biofilm found it appropriate to fill me in on his nefarious plan. The Plaque were planning to relocate their transformation machine to a secret undergum area located in the vicinity of the CMCI (City Maxillary Central Incisor), the government headquarters in Tooth City. Once there, all able plaque - except for a chosen few - would undergo the tartar transformation and raid the area around the Incisor. The selected group would use the newly found tartar as a distraction and use their plaque forms to drive a cavity into the center of the Tooth City haven. This would create a time of chaos in the city and allow the head biofilm to make his way inside and set his demands (The usual - power, dentin).
But he forgot the part where I came in.
While he was telling me this I realized that I had to strike before they began turning to tartar, as once a plaque is tartar, it's almost indestructible withoout help from ... the Big Man. I began planning in my head:
- Destroy the means of transportation (I didn't know what it was).
- Destroy the Biogentetic Transformer (I didn't know how).
As you can see from my above outline, things weren't shaping up too good.
Boy, was I lucky Flouride came.
I learned later that Flouride knew that my idea of taking the back door was crap and that he took the air vent instead. I also learned that Flouride came straight to my position because he knew I would be flossed up to some pole.
Flouride had taken the vent down to the nerve and quickly used an undergum pipeline to fill the cavern full of Listerine - Plaque's number one enemy. All the Plaque in the room were destroyed except for an intelligent few who quickly clambered to the top of the dentine. After holding my breath for a few seconds, Flouride cut me loose and we made our way to the dentine, which happened to be where the transformation device was located. Flouride absorbed himself into my bristles and we quickly brushed out all of the remaining plaque, easy as paste.
But there was one left -
Well, before I talk about that I should mention that I knocked off the wheels of the device, completeing my first objective.
But there was one left - the Head biofilm. He swore to me that scince I destroyed his plan he would destroy me, and he quickly made his way over to the transformation device and shut himself in. The transformation included bright lights and sounded painful, but the test subject came out the nastiest looking tartar one could evar imagine. He took some swipes at me and all I could do was run - have you ever tried to fight tartar without help from ... the Big Man?
However, my brain quickly hatched a plan.
I sent Flouride to lure the monster over to the railing, which he did via a set of sensual dances. Whilst the tartar was distracted I took a swipe at him with my dental pick and he fell over the side into the Listerine sea. All that was left of him was a steaming pile of brown mess. I had saved Tooth City.
The City thanked me by giving me a stack of legal papers to go through.
And that's why I've been gone.