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.
"Ok, then... Hi Pazx?" F: I am confused... My brain hurts... I think my bandanna is too tight. *scratches head with cutlass* "You brought that thing with you?" F: Ye- Augh!!! I scratched my eye! "Uh... Somebody call a doctor...
Kr: *calls strop* Kr: THere was no answer. P: Oh...well... F: Arghhhghghh bmy eeyeyeyeyeyeeee P: Umm... M: Why don't you fix it rather than just sitting there. P: ... M: ... Kr: Oh well...we'll just turn around and block our ears so we don't have to watch... P: ...
P: *grabs cutlass, slices bandanna off without touching head* KR: Hey, how'd you do that? P: I've been watchign too much TV where they do that stuff. M: Who knew it was helpful...
Manta: I'm tempted to post here... though I ponder whether or not I was considered one of the NES's respectable members... Avicusz: I'm also utterly confused about all these people... Manta: s0o this may be my only post until I find out A) whether or not I was considered respectable (I tried to stay on topic in the NES... what was I supposed to do? there never really was a topic) and B) who the **** all these people are...
"Great. Now he's gonna look even more like the stereotypical pirate... TT" F: *moan*
@manta:
DisclaimerGuy(AKLA srs biznis Alt): All can post hjere, but leave your stupidity and randomness at the door. . .wait, there's no door here. We're outside. Crap. . .just leave it somewhere that's not here! kthxbai.
Kr: Hey, Everyone! I have a good idea! P: *groan* Here he goes... Kr: Lets go to candy mountain! P: *facepalm* Alt: That sounds like fuunnnnnnnn! P: *double facepalm* Kr: YAY! LETS GOOOOO!!
Manta: aw, thanks pazx! I feel lurved. Avicus: would you mind explaining the whole Mary and Pierce thing to us? Manta: and while you're at it, everyone else, if you can? *puppy dog eyes*
Alt: I never said that ^^^ Chill: Even I agree with you. You don't think it's fun to go to candy mountains. You would have more fun destroying them > > Alt: And putting Charlie the Unicorn in a grave. Chill: Living, or dead? Alt: Living. OI'd upload the screams to iTunes! KR: You're scary. Alt: No, I'm Alt. KR: Ugh. . . . Alt: Words. . .carry too much weight in modern society. Words themselves get in the way of what people try to say. KR: Whut? Alt: Google will help you. If you're sophisticated enough to have internet access. Chill: Speaking in links has returned!
P: PMstory (had to!): We became friends two years ago, and this year I started to like her. She started hangout out with us (me and my friends) less and less. Eventually, I told my closest friend, Ben about my feelings for her. I later told Tom, who, a few days later, blurted it out. Then... It became awkward, and we hardly speak. We still use the NES together... Occasionally. We're eleven btw...
M: Everyone else: Alt is an alternate account with an alternate ego Chill. Jess is a little Phoenix and Skye is this weird type of Medusa golem I have never heard of. You are a manta. Poison is an arrow. F is a pirate loser.
