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.
K34: Smurfs. My sister loves 'em strange beings.. D: Don't you mean my sister? K34: Hey, she's my sister too! D: No she isn't. You are a figment of my imagination. K34: Pardon me, you're right.
Kr: No way are we having a topic change!!! I've got more fanart to draw...and post tomorrow!!! Wait and SEEEE!!!!!!! K: CHAARRRRRRLIIIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!
Shack: So no one wants to celebrate my illustrious return to the world as a single headed entity? Pickle is gone thank god! Someone drink with me... [/quote]Kr: Or...well...I don't know how it was conceived...err....[quote]
Well it wasn't conceived in a PG-13 kind of way, it was a divine merger of unsane DNA by George himself through his implement the magic golden spork.
*This is a correction repost to correct the previous one I made*
Shack: So no one wants to celebrate my illustrious return to the world as a single headed entity? Pickle is gone thank god! Someone drink with me...
Kr: Or...well...I don't know how it was conceived...err....
Shack: And Tarxan wasn't conceived in a PG-13 kind of way, it was a divine merger of unsane DNA by George himself through his implement the magic golden spork.
M: Smurfs? For dinner? That sounds disgusting. K: *nods* M: Who would want to eat little blue men? No matter how communist they were? K: Didn't the villain in the show want to eat them?
D: That's disgusting. K34: As long as it's meat, it's not disgusting. D: Are smurfs made outta meat? K34: I think so. D: Great.. K34: I'd eat a cooked smurf anytime! D: You would? K34: Yes, I would. D: Seriously? K34: Can't you understand? I said yes! D: Hey, calm down..
Pickleshack: *Yelling from woods* Smurfs are delicious and tender. They taste as fine as a goose leg boiled in beef broth with chives and carrots. Shack: Shut up! You were never a part of this conversation anyway, go sulk and be quiet! He's right you know. Smurfs are delicious.
K34: Don't forget the spices. They taste better with more flavor. D: Why are you giving me a lecture on how to cook smurfs? K34: I'm just reading aloud from this book. D: Book? K34: Book. B-O-O-K. D: I'm no idiot. K34: *mumbles* Hmph, you are sometimes. D: Hey, what did you say? K34: Nothing. I'm now going to roast a Smurf.
