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.
Randy: What the hell is this place? RPOAG: dunno, your house? Randy: Shut up, or I'll fire the lazer RPOAG: What's stopping ya? Randy: RPOAG: *Dead* Randy: MWahahahahahahahahahahashahaha
Jess: RPOAG enters the new NES and.. dies?! Skye: Oh jeez... *calls Alt* HEART ZAPPERS PLZ ALT! Jess: It's actually a defibrillator. Or something. Skye: Same thing.. *looks worriedly at dead guy*
Randy: RPOAG!!!. What happened? RPOAG: You killed my you b-tard. Almost Randy:It wasn't me, I was in the bathroom Brownie: It was me!!!!!1 RPOAG and Randy: [imghttp://i734.photobucket.com/albums/ww348/RPOAG2009/LAZOR-1.gif[/img]
N: I've a rather sad feeling this thread is going down the same path as the old NES.... D: Unknown person #1 has entered. N: *Head wall* D: Sir, please don't do that. Marbled walls do cost a pretty penny you know.
Bob: Well then, just be annoyed with us then. Sam: That's no way way to talk to your NES elders. Bob: They're just a bunch of cocky freaks spamming here for points. Sam: *facepalm* Just exactly like you?? Bob: Point taken.
Bob: They're just a bunch of cocky freaks spamming here for points.
Jess: I resent that sir! Skye: *fumes* *gets out pen and paper* Jess: Writing a letter? Skye: Thats EXACTLY what i'm doing!
Dear new posties, We "veterans" of the NES take offence to you new ones for the reason that a) you are new and untaught in the ways of unsanity so you will be posting noob posts (laz0rz, leet etc.) and b) you accuse us of spamming for AP when, being "veterans" of the NES, thus potentially making us "veterans" of AG, we know not to do so nor take interest in spamming for points. I welcome all you new posters and I hope you get along well here, however we shall not turn a blind eye to ignorance. Remember, posting utter rubbish is frowned on. Signed SKYE~ (and Jess)
Jess: Hey! Don't include me in that! Skye: :3
Then it's Randy 's fault. Randy: Whut? RPOAG: You heard me, go to the naughty corner Randy: *Mumbles*
Randy: I hate the naughty corner. *mumble mumble* Bob: Lol, Randy had to go to the naughty corner. Sam: I'll put you in the naughty corner if you don't be quiet. Bob: Bu..whut?? I didn't do anything? Sam: You don't have to do anything, you're just plain annoying.
Dear new posties, We "veterans" of the NES take offence to you new ones for the reason that a) you are new and untaught in the ways of unsanity so you will be posting noob posts (laz0rz, leet etc.) and b) you accuse us of spamming for AP when, being "veterans" of the NES, thus potentially making us "veterans" of AG, we know not to do so nor take interest in spamming for points. I welcome all you new posters and I hope you get along well here, however we shall not turn a blind eye to ignorance. Remember, posting utter rubbish is frowned on.
Sam: Oh Jess, Please Accept my apologies for Bob's ignorance. I promise it will never happen again. *loads gun* Bob: AHHHHHHHH!!!!! *runs and hides* Sam: Now promise you'll never say anything like that again. Bob: o..o.o..o.OK. But Please, j..just put the gun away. Sam: OK, *points at his head**shoots**paper flies out that says: "Hahaham, you actually fell for it."* Bob: WTF?????? Youuuuu, are going to pay. I thought you were going to kill me. Sam: Naw, I would never kill you. *big smile*
