The result of overpopulation in the NES was not a good one. Thre unsanity was stretched thin, and lost on most. Only Alt, Chill, Pierce and Mary, Pickle and Shack, and DB still carried it with them, keeping it close to their minds. They left progressively as they tired of the boredom. . . . P: We're finally out. . . . Alt: Yeah. . .being the god of the NES was too much. I'll let that place kick it's own ass as it's dying. M; Heh, yeah. *slaps P* P: What was that for? M: . . . . P: . . . . Chill: Another ellipsis battle. M: . . . . P: . . . . Alt: They never end. M: . . . . P: . . . . They left quietly from the NES, determined to never return to it. He let the people with randomness in their heads to change the paradigm- he would only check up rarely. Alt: We're out now. . .should we start something new? Chill: Maybe. . . . Alt: For those deemed unsane, they can continue here. When the Chronicle of the NES hits 100 pages, we shall let it die. They left, to return only rarely as long as the NES lived.
This is a restructure of the Neverending Story. Posts should be NES-style dialogue intermixed with relevant bits of prose. Unsanity and humor is appreciated, and is in fact the entire core and purpose of the thread. All are welcome, unless they spend all of their time trying and epically failing to be funny and unsane through obstreperous randomness.
Kr: You know, I'm going to draw Nacho as a corn chip for my movie!!! And Demus can be the salsa!!! C: School sir? Kr: Meh, screw school. C: Errr...exams... Kr: Finnneeee.
Alt: Nachos are delicious. Chill: What? Cannibalism? Alt: No. Names mean nothing. Pancake: What:? And why is my name pancake? AnchoChilikPowder: Look at my name. You see, pancake, if names mattered I would've stayed Alt, and you would've stayed Chill. Names don't matter. Like one grain of sand in a sandstorm. . .one raindrop in a hurricane. . .one person in the Apocalypse. . . . Pancake: Oh, I got it. AnchoChiliPowder: You want me to change your name back, don't you? Pancake: What do you think? AnchoChilipowder: Yes, I think. Chill: Grrrr. . . . Alt: >:P
"Argh..." "DON'T...START...!" "*hides in turtle shell*" "How do you even remember that from months ago?" "*taps head* I eez smartz." "Yeah... that's it... >_>" "Are you doubting my intelligence?!" "Yes." "Oh... well... don't." "Way to stick up for yourself.." "Thanks!!! :-D" "Sometimes I find it sickening to be YOUR alter ego..." "You've gotten so serious lately... Why so..." "DON'T!!!" "...tense... >_>" "*grabs chainsaw*" "AHHH!!!" "What? *cuts piece of wood* I'm building something." "Oh, phew. What is it?" "A coffin." "O_o" ">:-D"
N: You know what guys? Stop calling me nacho lest I get the real Nacho. D: Master, I thought someone has been calling you Nacho and you don't mind? *Blinks innocently* N: *Ahem* Well, would would tone down if I give you say a free facepalm and kick? D: Yes master....
Hrrm... I don't get it. Why could Jess possibly be able to call him Nacho without getting pissed off at?
Jess: Arwarrrwawrrrawrrrrrr *does yoga poses* *runs around the room* Skye: *amused* Jess: *runs more* *turns TV on* *turns TV off* *runs back to PC* Skye: Bored? Jess: SO bored. *sits on the floor* Skye: Fail.. Jess: Guize I can't get up. Skye: Get up naoo. Jess: *shakes head* Nup. I can't. Skye: *walks out* *lock clicks* Jess: I'm locked in? Skye: Yuhhhh~
(I realise we're on the beach but... for now we're in my living room )
Kr: Errr....Jess....make sure you are alone in there... J: Why? Kr: Well...there are quite a few guys that would love to be in the room with you... J: *headfloor*
Kr: Errr....Jess....make sure you are alone in there... J: Why? Kr: Well...there are quite a few guys that would love to be in the room with you... J: *headfloor*
N: Demus, pass me my jackhammer. D: Yes master...would you like the demolition team too? N: That would be greatly appreciated.
------------------------------------------------------ Jess: Fail. Skye: Hey! I tell good stories... Jess: Naw. Unlock teh door. I want people in here. I'm bored as hell -_-'
Kr: Look everyone!!! C: STUDY!!! Kr: Now hold it right there you...my exams are over...I DONT HAVE TO STUDY!!! C: *sigh* Next terms exams? Kr: *facepalm* So, the concept art!!
Jess: Tac- uhm. Nach- uhm. . . NICHO didn't kill me, he killed himself. Skye: Awwh noes. Jess: Sarcasm? Skye: Mhm actually no I meant it KR: Uhm... *cough*lurrvee*cough* Skye: *boards KR* KR: Holy sh- owch! So what do you think of ma art >_< Jess: I likee ittt. Skye: Yup, now draw a stick bird and a stick medusa Jess: Oh and a tortilla chip with salsa dip. D: *glares* Jess: Whoa sorry... xD
