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.
M: Hey Alt, this really is a mini ocean, there are fish in here! P: I was kinda hoping for sharks. Alt: Nah, they're in the ocean at the front. P: Dang. I have to walk all the way up there? Alt: Stop now.
Alt: The sharks won't kill you. Sorry P, but no assisted suicide for you. P: Whyyyyyyyyyyyyy~? Alt: Once you reach the point of no return, you'll wonder why you did so in the first place - you'll be begging to return to life. P: You know how? Alt: Tried it once. The decor at the point of no return was terrible. I got bored, and then used my gawdlyness to just leave. But that gawdlyness is not something you possess - trust me, you don't want to. They have beige walls and alligator green carpet! How could they?!!1!111!!?!/11/1!?!/1/1/!?!1/1/1/1/1/!?!/1/1/!?
A: Are there rays in the mini ocean? Ma: *Jumps in mini ocean* Yup. A: I really should have seen that coming. ...Wait, aren't there sharks in there? Ma: No...? A: Yeah, there are...
S: Hmmm, Sharks. I have a shark bite resintent suit. B: *sigh* *steals suit* *puts on suit and jumps in* B: But...I don't see any sharks?? S: Just wait. *hehehehe* *Tosses dead fish in the sea* B & Ma: AHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Kr: Errrrr..... C: I told you...I told you... Kr: You did not! You were too busy telling me not to be antisocial. C: Oh Shut up...if you had been paying more attention we wouldn't have been left behind. Kr: This completely sucks... C: Hmm...well...I'm just gonna fly out to the boat, it isn't very far... Kr: And what about me? C: Meh....
Hrrm, I just thought of an Aftermath version of the Cloud/Gir/Roxas song... Heehee...
P: Hi Charlie *waves* M: He's flying over us...? P: *turns around* M: *turns* Oh god... P: What is the chance that there would be another ship heading directly towards us? M: *headpool*
C: I am basically a faery/fly so of course I can fly... P: Ah I see...
*on the land*
Kr: Hello? Hello? Anyone? I'm still here? Tiger: Rawr... Kr: Ooh hello kitty. Nice kitty. Tiger: RAWWWRRR Kr: Oh bugger off kitty. (all in british accent for the lolz)
S: What's with all the fails? B: I don't know, and will you help me outta this water, it's starting to get cold S: Why sould I? B: Because I love you and I will be your best freind. S: OK, there is something really wrong with you. First I thought you were worse emo than P but know your all lovey dovey????? B: So? S: Ok then. *reaches in to help B out* B: Hahaha got you now. *puls S in water* S: AHHHHH! GOD DAMMIT ITS COLD. How do you stand this? B: what I LIKE pain. S: ....... :O :O :O :O
C: Gah, I'm tired from flying so far. I'm going to have a nice sleep on that transparent carpet. C: *lands in water* C: ARRGHHH! I CANT SWIM!!!!
Elsewhere...
Kr: Me and the kitty are friends now. Tiger: Rawr! (affectionate) Kr: I think I'll call you...Kitty! Tiger: rawr (loving) Kr: Now Kitty, lets play a game... Kitty: Rawr (curious) Kr: What you have to do is take your jaws off my arm....
S: Look B, a tiger is eating KR's arm. B: Hmmm, this is awesome. *pulls up chair and popcorn* B: This is boring. THERE ISN'T ANY BLEEDING!! S: Except Now. AHHHHH!!! *points at tigershark mixed breed* B: HOLY JESUS RUNN!!!!
P: I was kinda hoping for sharks. Wait, aren't there sharks in there? N: * Swims around* *Sees shark* *Eats shark* Hmmm, Sharks. I have a shark bite resintent suit.
J: *cries and has a breakdown*
Kr: Oh bugger off kitty. (all in british accent for the lolz)
S: :3 J: 0_0 0_0 0_0
S: Gehh. guize. We're not on the boat. So nice of you to leave us behind J: 0_00_0 S: ...and Jess certainly isn't swimming anywhere. Tiger: Grawrr S: *gasp* A cute tiiggeerr! KR: ... S: *gasp* Attached to a Ryannn! Awwwww... KR: Are you kidding me?
