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.
Ma: Someone pin Avicus down for me! Tao: *Exited bubbling* Ma: Tao! Not during surgery! Tao: *Tugs Manta's leggings* Ma: What is i- *Notices the Ninja-horse in a skimpy nurse's outfit heading towards him, directly followed by a herd of giant water bugs, then Moat and Mind-Moat* Hi Moat. Mind-Moat. Strop. Giant water bugs with excruciatingly painful bites. Moat: Why aren't you running? Ma: They're water bugs. I'm a fish-boi. We're buds. A: They're eating me!
Mind-Moat: You might be interested, they seem to be eating the non-fish part of Jessanta and leaving the aquatic part alone. Manta: NOOOOOO Nurse Stroppykins: Hold still, Avicus. Now, just hold still. The pain will be excruciating, and there's a chance it'll last forever if I mess up. But don't worry. You're in good hands, er, hooves. A: Oh no...
A: It's a blaze of fiery pain! Make them stop! Nurse Lollystrop: Calm down. *Administers anesthesia* A: Nyeghuh... Ma: Stop complaining. At least they're not bullet ants. Jessaaaaantaaaaaa!!! *Wishes the bugs would stop eating schkler(It's not a him or a her, so it's a schkler)* Jess: What's all this about it being fine if they eat the phoenix part?!
F: I wrote the death warrant for a dozen swordsmen...beat that dudes...the pen is mightier.
K34: I agree. Words are more powerful than swords!
Alt: Yaknow, I've actually done a scientific experiment on whether the pen is mightier than the sword. I gave some guy a pen, gave another guy a sword, then starved them for 6 days and promised that the one who came out alive would get to feast bountifully for days on end.
D: That's doesn't prove anything, considering the fact that a metonymic adage is being talked about.
Moat: Why can't we just compromise? A pen-sword. A giant pen with a machete blade inside of it. It writes and ruins someone's rep, then slashes everybody else to pieces Mind-Moat: Sounds good to me. Avicus: Urgggghhh Moat: Stop complaining. My conscious was split in two. Mind-Moat: Manta, did you say something about bullet ants? Ma: Yeah Mind-Moat: Well, your luck just ran out*points to giant swarm of bullet ants headed towards us* Ma: Oh no! Well*tries to be optimist* at least they're not giant Japanese hornets. Jess: *points to swarm of giant Japanese hornets racing towards us with her wing* Ma: Well at least they're not soldier ants Nurse Stroppykins: *points to millions of soldier ants coming at us* Moat: STOP BEING OPTIMISTIC MANTA!
Nurse Stropperly: I'm outta here*disappears in a flash of smoke mid-operation* Av: Aaaahhh! She...er, he, forgot to give me the rest of my numbing! And she...er, he, forgot to stitch up my wounds! Jess: The bugs are coming! The bugs are coming!
Jess: Yeeeeaahhhh... I wouldn't really say that... Skye: So... What're'ya gonna do with Tarxan, Manta? Jess? Jess: Yeah um... What're'ya gonna do with Tarxan, Manta?
Ma: Um...what did he say? Mind-Moat: I don't know. Does anyone here speak Injured And Incoherent Avicus? And what are you two parents going to do with Tarxan?
A: Ah haitchu awr... (Translation: I hate you all) Ma(still unable to understand Avicus's incoherent babbling): I so agree with you, Avicus. A: Ah wol kirr joo fush-powa... (Translation: I will kill you fish-boy) Ma: Yes, yes, good idea. I say we give Tarxan to an orphanage. A: Ah magunna seerv joor girrs wiv fafles... (Translation: I'm gonna seal your gills with staples)
"So... Strop showed up after all? And, apparently, didn't get the job done." F: Nope. "And Moat's here. Along with hordes of insects." F: There's a swarm of Locusts dive bombing Avicus. "And it looks like the Japanese Wasps are gaining ground near the not-so-enchanted forest." F: And... Oh shit. The bullet ants are coming for us! "Just be glad they're not- Wait... That's probably a bad idea." F: Uh-huh. *draws bow* "You really think a flimsy arrow will save you from a giant swarm of bugs? I'd go with something a little higher grade." *pulls out two thompsons* F: Cheater. *primes M1* "Here we go. I feel like I should say something really cool right about now, but nothing comes to mind." F: Tiem to exterminate? "That works. Now, charge!!" *charge*
Moat: Hi Poison and Frank! Frank: Hi Moat*shoots a bug* Mind-Moat: I can't believe you forgot about me! *pouts* Moat: Shut up Mind-Moat Mind-Moat: I'm you, how can I shut- Poison: SHUT UP both of you! Moat: All right. *slashes a bug in half*. I'll call in reinforcements. Watch this. AT LEAST IT'S NOT A HUGE ARMY OF SUPER SOLDIERS WHO HELP US FIGHT THE BUGS!!!!!! Tarxan: *points to giant army of super soldier who want to help us fight the bugs approaching*
