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.
sonam: pretty cool video kingryan. kingryan: why thanks. i thought you were one of those mean guys sonam: i am kingryan: but you are not sonam: well you asked for it. *shoves kingryan into his computer and destroys the video from youtube* kingryan: *weakly crying* you meany* sonam: you said i wasnt mean so i had to be computer: but why right into me. i am useless now. sonam: and thats how sonam remains mean. *evil laugh*
Alt: There's only room for one mean person, sonam. sonam: wut?/?? Alt: and that's me. You'll be the gardener. that's a nice job. sonam: but i want to b mean Alt: I'm the god of this Universe. You are subservient to me. You will water the hibiscus. sonam: Yes Master Alt. I will even use proper grammar to arbitrarily try to emulate your immaculate being.
alt: Sonam why havent you watered the hibiscus Sonam: I was too busy being mean and ..... alt: and what? Sonam: Well I was also destroying your heaven and found a way to finally kill you. alt: but i am the god. Sonam: No excuses alt: please forgive me. i will do whatever your highness commands Sonam: Hmmm.... Go everywhere in the world and tell everyone that i am the greatest and most evil person. Also.... *puts a device in alt's back* this will keep ya from betraying me. if you have a single thought of betraying me, this device will send you to hell for all eternity and even i would not be able to bring you back after that. Now arent i evil? alt: You are your highness. very evil
Alt: Sonam, yu have lied for the last time. Any more contradiction of the Aftermath and you will be banned. (Srsly, this is my story supplemented by your dialog.) Sonam: sorry. . . . Alt: *rips off device, sprinkles sea salt on it and eats it* Sorry isn't enough. *tosses Sonam off the boat, he is eaten by sharks*
sonam: *from behind alt* haha, that was a clone alt: what? i am sorry. i will obey you. sonam: no tricks my friend, you are a clone as well. *turns around and grabs alt by the necks and gives him real hard beating* alt: please you will only tire yourself by beating me sonam: you are right. i should send you to hell already *sends alt to hell*
Kr: And you do realise that I am not one to pick a fight, also I am on land a fair few units of distance** away.... K: Would you like me to get him? Kr: Yes...Kitty...attack. K: Very well.
*Kitty transforms into plane and flies towards boat*
N: There's got to be an easier way Demus. D: Sorry master. N: Wait, wait...ARGHHHH! D: Always carry a catapult with you to get aboard ships. And don't ask where I got it. I can do whatever I want here. N: Smart boy, now how are you getting up here?
Skye: *offers a hand to Demus* Jess: WAAIITTT! Skye: ... Jess: I thought you were terrified of him... Skye: Well yeah... [whisper]But perhaps if I help him up here, he'll be nice![/whisper] Jess: Pfft doubt it D: *snarls* Jess: Eeep! Skye: One problem though... You're both stuck on the boat's fake beach now. D: ... N: ...Any sharks in these waters? Skye: Uhmm. A fair few. Why dya think we haven't gotten back to the boat yet? N: Urgh. I'm not hugry enough to continue swimming. D: I am! N: Well, get to it! D: Yes master... *attempts to rid the fake ocean of sharks and eels*
see what happens to those who are good. O well no one tells me how to do it right and everyone gets mad at me for doing it wrong. What are we supposed to do here?????
