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Garfield vs Gilgamesh One sunny morning, Garfield was eating his lasagna in his big and fancy TV room. “This is the life. Me and my lasagna. There’s not a thing in the world that can go wrong.” He let out a manly burp. “I BEG TO DIFFER.” Gilgamesh rode thru the hole he just made in the wall on a Harley-Davidson, decked out in a golden biker jacket and leather pants. “GARFIELD, I HAVE COME HERE TO DESTROY YOUR LASAGNA VAULT.” The King of Heroes stepped off his awesome bike and summoned a big-ass sword of light. “LASAGNA DOES NOT BELONG IN THE MODERN WORLD.” “STOP!” Garfield shouted, but it was too late as Gilgamesh swung his blade and a massive beam of light flew from it, heading towards the vault where Garfield kept his private lasagna collection from around the world and obliterated it into nothingness. “Gilgamesh… YOU FIEND.” Garfield clenched his fists into anger as he stood up, glaring death at the mighty, blonde god. “Farewell, Garfield. May you seek comfort in other foods! HAHAHAHAHA!” Gilgamesh hopped onto his bike and sped off out from the hole in the wall. “AAAAAAAAAAARGGGGH.” Garfield let out a roar that sounded like Godzilla when he was angry. Jon Arbuckle ran into the room. “Garfield, are you ok? What has happened?” “Gilgamesh happened, Jon. But he will get away from this madness!” Garfield pumped himself up. “Jon, lend me your wings! I will take fight to the so-called ‘King of Heroes’.” “AMAKOOOOO.” A large eagle flew from the heavens and Jon and Garfield hopped on it and they flew off towards Gilgamesh’s domain.
Meanwhile… “BITCH, WHERE IS MY DINNER.” Gilgamesh growled as he looked at Sakura Matou, who was cooking at an oven, welts on her face. “H-Here you g-go, Lord Gilgamesh…” Sakura whimpered. “Please don’t hurt me anymore.” Gilgamesh snarled and snatched the dish of spaghetti from her. “This better be good. If not, I’ll hit you again.” He hissed evilly at the poor girl. “Garfield, please save me…” Sakura whispered to herself, never giving up hope that the muscled orange beast will rescue her from this fate. Gilgamesh hummed pleasantly as he ate his beloved spaghetti. “Spaghetti is truly the food of the gods, unlike that fattening lasagna!” He let out a hearty laugh as he ate some more of his delicious food. “GILGAAAAMESH.” A loud roar distracted the King of Heroes from his meal. “Who dares to interrupt my meal.” Gilgamesh glared at the source of the voice. Suddenly, Jon and Garfield burst thru the roof, riding the eagle of great justice. “GILGAMESH, THE CRIME YOU HAVE COMMITED IS FAR TOO GREAT. YOU WILL PAY THE PRICE.” Garfield growled, flexing his amazing and bulky muscles in front of the blonde fiend. “AND I SEE THAT YOU HAVE MADE ANOTHER PERSON’S LIFE MISERABLE AS WELL. THAT CANNOT STAND.” “Garfield! Save me!” Sakura ran towards him, but was knocked aside by Gilgamesh. “BITCH, SIT YOUR ASS DOWN.” Gilgamesh shouted and turned to Garfield. “YOU THINK YOU CAN FACE ME, THE ULTIMATE BADASS, THE KING OF ALL BRAVE MEN? YOU ARE A FOOL!” “SILENCE!” Garfield pulled out a blood-red light saber. “IT’S TIME TO PUT UP OR SHUT UP.” “FINE WITH ME!” Gilgamesh summoned his cool-ass blade and the two warriors lunged at each other, swinging their blades in mortal combat. “YOU WILL PAY FOR MY LASAGNA.” Garfield hissed. “LASAGNA IS A POOR MAN’S MEAL. SPAGHETTI IS THE BEST.” Gilgamesh laughed. “FOOL.” Garfield swung his light saber across Gilgamesh’s face, leaving a cut on his cheek. “AAAAAAAGH. YOU BITCH.” Gilgamesh head-butted Garfield in the face, sending him flying across the room. “GARFIELD!” Sakura screamed as the orange hero struggled to stand on his feet. “How do you like that, Garfield.” Gilgamesh grinned. “I learned that on the streets.” “Bitch, please. That’s a basic move. Now let me show you what I learned.” Garfield then ran towards Gilgamesh and kicked him in the groin, making him gasp and whine in pain. “BASTARD!” Gilgamesh squealed as Garfield then launched a series of kicks on his face and gut, before finally throwing a godly punch at his crotch, breaking his nuts. “Feel the wrath of the lasagna you destroyed, fool.” Garfield spat on the writhing Gilgamesh, and turned to Sakura, who was smiling. “Garfield, you saved me. I cannot thank you enough! Gilgamesh kidnapped me and made me cook that horrid spaghetti! He also threatened to destroy the entire Lasagna Cache if I did not comply!” Sakura sobbed deeply with regret and sadness. “It is all right, my dear. The fact remains that you are safe and he is dead. Freedom has won the day.” Garfield grinned widely and held the abused maiden close to his pecs. “GARFIELD! WE ARE NOT DONE!” Gilgamesh stood up and began to shake violently. Jon pulled out his guitar and hopped on the bald eagle, flying towards the glowing King with his instrument of justice raised high. “AMAKOOOOOO.” Jon swung down the guitar, but it broke upon contact with Gilgamesh. “FOOL! YOUR POWER OF ROCK IS NO USE AGAINST ME! I LOVE ROCK!” Gilgamesh’s lower body then transformed into a mess of spaghetti as he rose thru the ceiling and loomed over the heroes. “I AM THE SPAGHETTI KING! I WILL DESTROY ALL LASAGNA AND MAKE ALL THE BITCHES IN THE WORLD LOVE ME AND ME ALONE!” “I will not allow that.” Garfield then began to whistle, and a giant titan made out of succulent lasagna fell towards Gilgamesh’s mansion and crushed half of it, its silent form stood against Gilgamesh, who was snarling with rage. “MY HOUSE. YOU WILL SUFFER!” Gilgamesh roared and flung his spaghetti tentacle at the lasagna bot, which blocked it with its pasta blade. Gilgamesh roared and shot out a stream of tomato sauce at the sentinent pasta warrior, but the lasagna bot rolled out of the way and hurled cheese bombs at the spaghetti monster, causing him to scream in pain and anger. “Gilgamesh. Call it off. You cannot win this.” Garfield sagely warned the Spaghetti King. “SHUT UP. I WILL END YOUR PATHETIC LASAGNA BEAST.” Gilgamesh lunged at the lasagna bot and attempted to wrap around and crush it with his pasta tendrils. But the bot then began to blast off into the sky and headed straight for the sun. “NOOOOOOO. DO NOT DO THIS.” Gilgamesh pleaded, but to no avail. The two pasta beings kept flying towards the big ball of light, until they both became blackened specks upon coming into contact of the surface of the majestic sun.
Garfield was sitting in bed, Sakura consoling him in her glorious, nubile, nude form. “Garfield… You did what you had to do.” “But at what price? The lasagna that I loved is lost to the ages forever…” Garfield looked down, his muscled arms hung limp at his equally-muscled sides. Sakura sighed and turned to the window. “GARFIELD, LOOK.” Garfield turned to the window and his eyes were open and wide. “IT IS A MIRACLE. THE LASAGNA IS RAINING!” His face had the biggest smile the world had ever seen. “THANK YOU, ALMIGHTY ELDER LASAGNA GODS. THANK YOU!” Garfield hugged Sakura close to him as they watched the beautiful lasagna rain down upon the starving earth and her children. Fortune was certainly smiling upon Garfield, and Garfield couldn’t be happier. The end.
Garfield: The savior of the earth! Garfield was relax in swimming pool, enjoying his lasagna with his bare manly hands. “This is best lasagna ever.” Garfield declared in an approving voice. Suddenly, a loud cackling voice can be heard through the radio, and sounded like old woman. “Hello, ladies and gentlemen, this is kiryuin ragyo speaking.” Garfield rose up from his floaty chair and listened to this shocking and terrible news. “As you know, I plan on taking over the world with my new clothing line, and you will all be enslaved to me and my rule. Resist is futile. Also, I plan to get rid of lasagna in my new world order. Pasta is so fattening.” She laughed and the radio transmission was off. “WHAT.” Garfield stood up in rage. “THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS.” He flexed his might muscles and growled. “I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS FOOLISHNESS.” He stood up and jumped from his chair and towards the railing. “FEAR NOT, WORLD. I WILL STOP THIS EVIL TYRANT.” Jon ran out to the pool and shouted. “Here, Garfield. Take this jetpack.” He chucked the jetpack and Garfield caught it and donned it on, clenching the straps as the jets roared to life, sending him into the sky, carrying his mighty form to the place where the great evil resided…
Meanwhile, Ragyo was holding Satsuki and Ryuuko, her daughters, in captivity. “Let us go, mother.” Satsuki shouted. “You cannot keep us here. Someone will rescue us.” “Damn right. Garfield won’t stand for this.” Ryuuko hissed. “He will beat you with his manliness and muscles.” “Foolish girls. Do you really think that he will save you? Hahahahaha.” Ragyo laughed as she placed a hand over her mouth, laughing like evil noblewoman. “Not even he can stand up to my beloved elite.” “YOU LIE.” Satsuki yelled with anger and denial. “I never lie. Soon, Garfield will accept defeat, and I will rule him, as well as the world. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Ragyo grinned and turned to the window. “Come and get me, Garfield. I will be waiting.” “Garfield, please… Save us.” Ryuuko whispered in sadness and hope.
Meanwhile, Garfield was flying through the air in great vigor and justice! His muscles tensed in anticipation as he saw the hideout of the evil Kiryuin Corps. “Just you wait, Rag Woman. I will be there and I will beat you fair.” Garfield boomed as he removed the jetpack and fell to the earth with style and grace. He made a crater as he landed, because of his powerful and awe-inspiring physique made it possible. “Now, where’s her army? I must have my workout before facing the enemy.” “GARFIELD.” Satsuki’s underlings ran towards him in happiness. “YOU HAVE COME.” “Yes, I have. What is the situation.” Garfield frowned with utmost seriousness. “Garfield, our Lady Satsuki has been imprisoned along with Ryuuko.” Sanageyama bowed down with sheer reverence. “I am sorry.” “No need for apologizes. There is only time for action and I must act with great haste.” Garfield placed a hand on the kneeling boy. “Lord Garfield, let us help you, as a way to make up for our incompetence.” Gamagoori pleaded. “No, there is no need. My mighty guns will be enough.” Garfield kissed his manly muscles and posed like a male model. “Oh, Garfield. You are so brave. I’ll never forget you.” Nonon kissed Garfield, making him feel happy and more focused on saving the world from Ragyo’s evil. “Don’t worry, my dear. I’ll save your lady and her friend, and we will make the sweetest of live under the full moon.” Garfield’s suave voice was like sweet nothings into Nonon’s ears, as she fainted in his arms, sighing deep with bliss. “Godspeed, Garfield.” Inumuta saluted. “I don’t need the speed of God. I need my speed to fight through evil and win the day.” With that, Garfield then ran like wind and whooshed himself towards the hideout of the evil rainbow queen.
Does anyone know what happened to this Manhwa? Did it get canceled or dropped? It seems there are no chapters after 75. Based on the progression of the plot, it seemed near it's end, so one has to wonder, where did it go?
Tokyo - A clumsy bear mascot for a remote Japanese farming region has rocketed to superstar fame and notched up an unlikely marketing triumph in a nation obsessed with all things cute.
The life-sized Kumamon and his now nationally ubiquitous image - red cheeks and doughy physique - are found on everything from pastries and keychains to airplanes and purses.
Most local mascots linger in relative obscurity but Kumamon draws hundreds of camera-toting fans at public events. He makes national national television appearances and his wobbly signature dance - once performed for the emperor and empress - has notched up more than two million views on YouTube.
Rivalling the success of Hello Kitty or Mickey Mouse in Japan, the black bear has rung up a commercial fortune for his rural birthplace, and become a closely watched marketing case study.
The phenomenon has tickled officials from his home in Kumamoto, a prefecture in the far south which barely registers with many Japanese, let alone outsiders.
"Definitely Kumamoto's prominence has increased in the eyes of the public," said Mr Masataka Naruo, brand officer for the local government.
The rise of Kumamon - who has more than 300,000 followers on Twitter - is all the more striking given the ferocious competition among mascots, known in Japanese as "yuru-kyara" (laid-back characters).
They are pressed into service to represent everything from cities to companies or even prisons, with the licensed character industry worth US$30 billion a year, including copyright and merchandising.
That is more than what the Japanese, who love to read, spend on books.
In just two years, Kumamon has generated US$1.2 billion in economic benefits for his region, including tourism and product sales, as well as US$90 million worth of publicity, according to a recent Bank of Japan study.
The national craze marks an auspicious combination of charm, calculated planning and good fortune.
TV show writer Kundo Koyama, best known for his work on the Iron Chef cooking series, was charged with promoting the prefecture when a new bullet train service linking Kumamoto with the commercial hub of Osaka was being launched in recent years.
Koyama then asked celebrated art director Manabu Mizuno to create a campaign logo, and threw in the cuddly Kumamon as a bonus.
But his folksy construction won over local officials who were advise to let businesses use his image free of charge as long as it promoted the region, directly or indirectly.
And instead of selling a little-known area of the country and local products such as plums or chestnuts, they marketed the bear.
"In big cities, all of Japan's prefectures are constantly engaged in this fierce competition for publicity to lure tourists, investment and to promote local products," said Mr Naruo, the brand officer.
"But city people get their guard up when they see that kind of thing, so we needed to come up with a new and eye-catching way to promote Kumamoto."
That included a national tour with the once-publicity shy bear now seen bungee jumping, holding witty press conferences, or taking a dip in Japan's famous hot springs.
The prefecture's governor lectured at his alma mater Harvard University last year with its sales titan by his side.
Free licensing and promoting the character rather than the region was a key reason for Kumamon's success as his image could be used in national campaigns, while the generic design appealed to a wide audience.
That meant Kumanon could appear on bread or T-shirts, as well as BMW's Mini or crystal figurines made by luxury name Baccarat.
But mascot challengers are everywhere, including Funasshii, the unofficial mascot of an area near Tokyo.
The cuddly yellow "pear fairy" rocks out with a vigorous dance that has struck a chord with a population who grew up on cartoons and "manga" comic strips.
And in a place where fame can disappear in a blink of an eye, Kumamon's future rests on staying relevant as a local spokesman, not national fame, said Mr Shogo Toyota from Osaka's Research Institute for Culture, Energy and Life. "Kumamon's true role is to be a medium for boosting Kumamoto's brand image," he said.
That point is not lost on regional officials who want to bring the bear back to his roots. "What we're trying to sell is not Kumamon, but Kumamoto prefecture," Naruo said.