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Just add on to the story, but no cuss words or innapropiate scenes! I know i will never be as good as Gantic, but i can still try!
It all started with a dream, in which Jack "crossed over" and lived another life in Sajaculam. This world was at war with itself. Jack aided the rebels who did not want to sacrifice their materials and goods to the government, that sat around all day.(sounds like our government, right?)
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And then an epic battle insued! Mr. Carrot mopped the floor with satan and the burrito. he roundhoused, punched, bit, spat at, and utterly destroyed them!
No offense... But where did you learn to write?
Now... continuing the story...
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Mr. Carrot stared at Jack's abominable corpse, as he removed the sunglasses away from his face; it was over, but this is as what he thought...
He suddenly remembered that the slayers of Satan would become the devil himself. Mr Carrot tried to escape the streams Eldrich Magic that were chasing him but to no avail; his carroty body was soon engulfed in the smoke of unholy energies as a pentagram formed on his forehead...
But there was still time to correct the wrongs, he reached for one of his revolvers but only to realise that it was empty.
Mr Burrito was gasping for his life as he witnessed the vile transformation of Mr Carrot and let out a malign laughter.
"YOU CANNOT STOP EVIL, MR. CARROT! EVIL WILL TRIUMPH UPON ALL!!!" Mr. Burrito exclaimed.
But out of the blue, a police car came over and collided into the transforming Mr.Carrot, shattering him into carroty bits.
"HOLY SH!T JIM! WE HIT SOMETHING!" Exclaimed the cop on the passenger sit.
The policemen exited the car and examined the carroty corpse.
"Don't worry, its just a carrot..." Jim, the morbidly obese policeman
casually explained.
"Well, thats one Satanic Carrot to me, boss." replied Robert(a), the other cop, who thinks he's a woman trapped in a man's body.
Jim approached Mr. Burrito and questioned him.
"Do you know anyone called Jack here, little guy? He apparently requested for a ride to San Antonio, Texas which we didn't even heard of."
Infuriated by his question, the Burrito replied in utmost anger, while grasping his side as tainted Satanic guacamole sauce bled out of him.
"YOU DESPISE ME MORTAL! YOUR UNDERESTIMATION WILL BE YOUR DOOM! YOU ARE THE LITTLE ONE, PATHETIC WORM!"
Robert(a) was poking around until (s)he found a grotesque mass of rotting tentacles lying on the ground with a Name tag that read "Jack".
Out of the sudden, the tentacles sprang towards Robert(a) and grabbed him/her.
"HELP!!! I THINK ITS TRYING TO R@PE ME!" Screamed Robert(a) in a girly voice.
Noticing his Comrade in danger, Jim reached for his 12 gauge shotgun and pointed it at the undead eldrich horror.
"DROP HIM/HER! OR YOU"RE GETTING NEW BULLET HOLES!" warned Jim to the undead Jack at his top of his lungs.
Amidst the commotion, Mr. Burrito crawled on the floor, trying to reach for Robert(a)'s dropped loaded revolver...
Having slain Mr Carrot, the police car transformed into Satan. "I NEED A NEW TRANSMISSION!!" roared the automotive beast as it sped towards the action. Jim remained in place with his gun pointed at the mess that was once known as Jack. The car struck him at full speed, but Jim's fat absorbed the blow and the car spiraled backwards, having lost the Satanic effect. "GAHHHH" screamed Mr Burrito as he picked up the revolver and pointed it at Jim. "I DON'T HAVE A NOSE!!" Jim turned towards the burrito and opened his mouth. Mr Burrito fired two shots right into Jim's mouth. "HAHAHA!" Jim yelled. "Rob's gun is filled with Whoppers malted milk balls!"
No offense... But where did you learn to write?
Now... continuing the story...
im in eighth grade.
Then Jim started to choke on milk balls. Rob then unleashed his womenness and took out the milk balls, but it was too late as Jim had already suffered a heartattack from obesity.
At first, when I saw this forum, I thought, 'Awesome setup! I think I might join in!', but then, I read the story, and... yeah.
At first, when I saw this forum, I thought, 'Awesome setup! I think I might join in!', but then, I read the story, and... yeah.
Thank you, I didnt think it would turn out like this either but, oh well.
may i make a suggestion that is when yall post parts of the story you use the BB code for quotations that way viewers can easily delineate story from chat. Also if you really want to have an interesting story instead of having a single character why don't you throw in some Roleplaying that is each author has their own character, you set up the initial setting of the story work out a few general do's/don'ts like if your in a science fiction post apocalyptic society, wizards and dragons don't pop up. Then theres also a matter of what kind of technology is possible. You can also make a general rule that characters do not suddenly change their personalities or traits instantly there HAS to be some sort of written story to change a character.
And then suddenly an earthquake came and everyone died happily ever after
ALl the undead people ran around screaming "brainz..."
and then a small little flying bunny named I AM THE MAIN CHARACTER NOW YOU ALL SHALL BOW TO ME AND MY MAIN CHARACTNERSS AS I POSESS YOUR MINDS WITH MY FLUFFY CUTENESS appeared. now,I AM THE MAIN CHARACTER NOW YOU ALL SHALL BOW TO ME AND MY MAIN CHARACTNERSS AS I POSESS YOUR MINDS WITH MY FLUFFY CUTENESS was no ordinary flying bunny. He was a PURPLE flying bunny, which meant he could also drown. I AM THE MAIN CHARACTER NOW YOU ALL SHALL BOW TO ME AND MY MAIN CHARACTNERSS AS I POSESS YOUR MINDS WITH MY FLUFFY CUTENESS skipped around in cute little circles and took over the minds of the zombies.
"I AM THE MAIN CHARACTER NOW YOU ALL SHALL BOW TO ME AND MY MAIN CHARACTNERSS AS I POSESS YOUR MINDS WITH MY FLUFFY CUTENESS RULES THE WORLD!" shouted I AM THE MAIN CHARACTER NOW YOU ALL SHALL BOW TO ME AND MY MAIN CHARACTNERSS AS I POSESS YOUR MINDS WITH MY FLUFFY CUTENESS.
im in eighth grade
Ok... I understand, sorry if i had offended you in any ways...
Anyways, sorry for the late response of anything since i have been gone for like 1 week for a holiday in China.
Anyways... Back to the story...
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As the flying bunny was ranting and ranting, the Zombies broke out of the mind control, and begun advancing in a slow, threatening zombie like pace to the bunny.
As first respond, the bunny would fly away from the grasps of the rotting, undead scum but before he can flutter off, a severed hand from one of the zombies grasped him on his hind leg and dragged him to the ground.
He was hopelessly pinned down as more hands grasped upon his body...
He squirmed and squirmed with the occasional squeaking as the undead horde sluggishly progressed to his helpless self...
And slowly by slowly, as the zombies reached, they began feasting on his fluffy body slowly, bit by bit as they relished on his bunny flesh...
All he could do was squirm in agony as the zombies feast upon his body...
Ok... I understand, sorry if i had offended you in any ways...
(sniff) i just dont know, (sniff) if i can accept your apology. (sniff)
(sniff) i just dont know, (sniff) if i can accept your apology. (sniff)
Cheer up, buddy. Didn't mean to hurt ya feelings.
And after that, the bunny exploded. Apparenlt his heart was made of TNT, and the world was leveled.
Thus a new world began to grow....
and was cruelly stomped on by a Cruel Stomper of EEEEEVIIIILLL!
Now csevil, the Stomper's name, had a tendency to stomp cruellly on things. Nobody knew why, but they all knew he had to be stopped. SO, the US Government planned out a way to tactically nuke him.
They decided to ship him to saudi arabia, where they would "accidently" nuke him.
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