Stupid Senseless Smiley Stories, v. 2008.2
We never get tired of these. Continued from version 2008.1.
Date: June 5, 2008
Categories: Random craziness
Saturday, 20 April 2024
Life, the universe, pies, hot-pink bunnies, world domination, and everything
We never get tired of these. Continued from version 2008.1.
Date: June 5, 2008
Categories: Random craziness
Scene 1: an HPB classroom.
(Teacher) – All right, class. Let’s review the lesson. What do we do when we see a human?
– BITE BITE BITE BITE BITE BITE.
(Teacher) – Correct. And if we think the human is more useful alive than dead?
– ZOMBIFY ZOMBIFY ZOMBIFY.
(Teacher) – Very good. And when we are done with our zombified human slave, what do we do?
– BUNNIFY BUNNIFY BUNNIFY.
(Teacher) – Excellent. Now–
(Fred) – Why?
(Teacher) – Excuse me?
(Fred) – Why do we bunnify humans? I don’t see the point.
(Teacher) – Oh! You don’t see the point. It seems somebody has been daydreaming in class again.
*titter*
(Teacher) – All right. I’ll explain it once again, v-e-r-y … s-l-o-w-l-y, so that even the s-l-o-w students can understand it.
*titter* *smirk*
(Teacher) – Bunnies…bunnify…humans. They…are…humans. Therefore, we…bunnify…them. Is that clear now?
(Fred) – I understand the logic. I just don’t understand the premises. Why do we bother to bunnify them? They don’t make very good bunnies when we’re done with them. You can tell them from real ones a mile away. And it’s not as if we need more bunnies or anything. There are plenty of us already.
(Teacher) – Silence! I will not tolerate such anti-lagomorphic sentiments in my classroom!
(Fred) – But I’m not–
(Teacher) – Not another word. We will continue with the lesson.
(Fred) – I just–
(Teacher) – That is ALL. Class, resume:
– BUNNIFY BUNNIFY BUNNIFY.
Scene 2: After class. As Fred is leaving school, three other bunnies — Stig, Dirk, and Rocco — block his way.
(Stig) – Where do you think you’re going, anti-lagomorph?
(Fred) – Get out of my way.
(Stig) – I don’t think so, anti-lagomorph.
(Fred) – I’m not an anti-lagomorph.
(Dirk) – Teacher says you are. Teacher says you have anti-lagomorphic sent, sent–
(Rocco) – Sentiments.
(Fred) – Well, he’s wrong. I don’t.
(Stig) – Uh-huh. Human lover. *flicks Fred on the ear*
(Fred) – Ouch! Stop that.
(Dirk) – Ooo, did the widdle human lover hurt its widdle ear? Look at the little crybunny.
(Rocco) – You’re not even pink. You’re puce.
Puce! Puce! Fred is puce.
(Fred) *reddens* – I’m not! I’m as pink as you are!
(Dirk) – Go home and listen to a waltz, you stupid biped pucey-paws.
(Stig) – We’ll take care of you. *bounds toward Fred and knocks him to the ground* Hold him down, guys!
*Fred struggles, to no avail. While Dirk and Rocco sit on him, Stig ties Fred’s ears in a square knot, stuffs the knot into Fred’s mouth, and tapes Fred’s mouth shut with several feet of duct tape. Stig, Dirk, and Rocco turn Fred over and each give him a vigorous kick in the cottontail. Then the three of them hop away howling with laughter, leaving Fred bruised, dusty, and miserable.*
(Fred) – Mmph, mmph, mmph.
*Thinks: “This is the worst day of my life. Just like yesterday.â€*
1- You make me laugh so hard
*random bunny comes up to Fred* “Hey, at least it’s not the end of the world today. It’s already tomorrow in Australia!”
(this is what happened to my big sister when we went horseback riding)
– wow this is a steep mountain!
– *keeps walking*
– oh, whoops, my glasses fell off!
– *steps on glasses, crushing them into a million pieces*
– HEY! why’d you do that?
*snorts and keeps on walking*
– Oh well, at least I have my hat! *puts it on lap*
– *hits a bump*
– Hey! My hat fell too!
– *crushes hat into dirt so you can’t see it anymore*
– Geez, why are you so mean?
– *starts running*
– SLOW DOWN OR ELSE I’LL FALL OFF TOO!
*sneezes and snorts, keeps walking*
– now I don’t have anything!
*breaks into a trot*
-1 Excellent!
1- I’m still laughing! That’s great!
(Non-muser) – Aw, look at the cute wittle bunny wabbit!
(MBer) – Uhhh…
– But why is he pink?
– Uhhh…
– I wonder if he’d like a toy? Let’s see… I have a ball, a block, and a nuclear warhead. Which do you think he’d like most?
– Uhhh…
– Yeah, I think the nuke too! Here you go, little buddy!
– NONONONONONONONO!!!!!!!
*laughs evilly* *blows them all to kingdom come*
1 – *is actually LOLing*
2 – Evil horse 8 O
Help!
What’s wrong?
I smiled too long and now my face is stuck!
Well, at least you can smile, unlike that silly arrow over there.
How dare you! I’m not really an arrow, I’m an HPB in disguise!
Really? Great, let’s gang up on that guy then!
Now my face is stuck *and* I’m being chased by HPBs! This conversation didn’t help me at all.
2- I love that quote!
1-Amazing.
*falls down a deep pit*
Everyone: Yay!
*climbs out*
Everyone: *verybadwords*
*kills them all*
1 –
Mmph.
What was that?
MMPH!
Okay, whatever. *leaves to die*
Scene Three: A top-secret BEACON space station in polar orbit. Three human technicians are gathered around a screen.
Here, I’ll show you the footage. *clicks mouse*
Well, what does that prove? It’s just some inter-tribal rivalry.
Run it again, with sound. You see? Some of them don’t hate us! Well… at least, they don’t see the point of trying to kill us… which is a start, I suppose.
BA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!! *rolls on floor* Louise… *gasps* you really think this is going to convince us of your ridiculous theory? It’s obviously faked!
It should!
I don’t want to hear another word! Louise, I’ve tolerated your preposterous notions for far too long. All bunnies are bloodthirsty murderers who are far better off dead, and thinking otherwise borders on treason! If you continue to demonstrate anti-human sentiments, I will have you discharged!
(Louise) But…
GET OUT!!!
*Louise hurries out of the command center, fighting back tears and thinking, “This is the worst day of my life. Just like yesterday.” *
9-I see something being born….
Scene 4
(Fred) Should I even bother to go home? My teacher’s probably telephoned my parents to give them a brutal account of anti -lagomorphic sentiments. My reception will doubtlessly be cold. I haven’t any friends whose houses I could go to, chiefly because I haven’t an friends at all. And, if I stay out in the open, I run the risk of encountering more brainwashed bullies…Which leaves me with a fairly unpleasant dilemna…
Hey, look its cream puff human-wover Fred! Let’s beat the human loving-ness outa him! Yeah! Yeah!
(Fred) This spells trouble…I think I should subtly retreat.
*backs up*
We’re gonna get you!
(Fred) This spells triple trouble…I think I should blatantly retreat…
Very interesting stories…
Kyra: Oh no, the evil two hour senior honors assemble run by HPBs is today!
Kyra’s friends: Don’t worry, we brought a Greek Mythology book so the HPBs can’t hypnotize us into boredness!
People sitting in front of Kyra: We brought chocolate milk and donuts! We will not be hypnotized, either!
Today, we honor the International Blaccaloriate Seblah, blah blah blah.
: Yay, we’re tossing fake oak leaves to predict our futures!
*To be kontinued*
Scene Four. A hangar on the BEACON space station.
(Guard) *with Eddie-like attitude* I’m super-uper-duper sorry, Louise, you don’t have clearance to go down. Ever since the bunnies took over, you can’t land on Earth without top priority clearance. Have a nice day now!
(Louise) I’ve got to find that bunny. If I can do that, I can prove my thesis! It’s extremely important. Wait! Look over there!
Okey-dokey!
*slips past and jumps into a space capsule* *launches*
Scene 5. A forest, all foliage completely pink.
(Fred) I think I lost them. But they’re- Hey, what’s that?
*capsule comes to a landing a few yards away*
(Fred) It’s not any bunny-craft I recognize. Wait, what’s that slogan on its side? Old Human, English dialect, from the looks of it. B-E-A-C-…
*emerges* Phew. That was a tough ride down… I’ve got to brush up on my landing skills in the simulators, and I’m sure the heat shields are completely…. *spots Fred*
(Fred) *spots Louise*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *hide*
This is turning into the RRSS thread. Oh well.
Hurry up and turn the page already! We’re being bored!
I’m not done reading yet!
We finished our chocolate milk!
(They turn into zombies)
Bleh. We be bored. Bleh
We’re almost done, don’t worry (sarcastically)! Now, blasports ablawrds. For blah blah blah, blah blah!
x2000 Bleh.
Oh, no, we’re the only ones left! TURN THE PAGE ALREADY!
(I originally planned this for Scene 3, but MBers ran away with the story before I could post it. Here it is anyway.)
Scene pi. Years after Scene 2; a desolate part of the SSSS thread.
(Fred) – All of my classmates have been promoted to the Bunny Apocalypse thread, and here I am still stuck on emoticon patrol. *sighs* Well, I don’t see any smileys around. I might as well call it a—
* appears.*
– Oh, no, a b-b-bunny. I’m d-d-doomed.
– Go away.
– He’s going to bite me, or z-zombify me, or buh-buh-buh—
– Get out of here. Scram. Aroint thee. Begone.
– Woe is me. He said I’m a goner!
– No, I said “begone.” Hie thee hence. Head for the hills. Make like a seam, and split. Raus. Vamoose. Scat. Shoo. I’m trying to show you a little mercy here.
– B-b-bunnies don’t know the meaning of the word “m-m-mercy.”
– All right, have it your way.
*zombifies*
* becomes *
– Ghghghghgh. Master!
*drools*
– Go walk around or something. I don’t care.
*sighs again*
I do it, but my heart’s not in it.
15- Sorry, I couldn’t resist.
(16) That’s fine. I like Louise and am eager to see how she and Fred get along.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Coffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
*gets braces on overlarge teeth*
Loser.
*cry*
Okay, Larry. If you can zombifie that emoticon over there, you’ll be promoted to the Bunny Apocalypse thread.
(Larry) Hehe…This’ll be a cinch. *creeps over to emoticon*
La di da di da…
(Larry) *springs* MWAHAHAHAHAHA! SURRENDER, OR BE EATEN!
*cringes*
(Larry) *zombifies*
*nothing happens*
(Larry) What the? *tries again*
*takes off disguise* *is revealed to be *
Sorry, you can’t zombifie me. I’m already a zombie! Whee! *implodes*
(Larry) *dies*
What a waste. *leaves*
17- Thank you. I like yours a lot, but I think Fred will get a happier ending in mine.
*Fred hides behind nearest tree. Louise hides behind capsule.*
(Fred) OK, you can do this, Fred. You’ve practiced…
Fade out. Scene Six. Flashback. The gym at Fred’s school. A series of human dummies are lined up on the floor.
(Musclebound Coach) OK, I’ll go over this ONE MORE TIME for those of us who still don’t get it. *demonstrates as he speaks* Flip over, use your ears to launch yourself into the air, flip again, wrap your ears around the human’s head, and stare into its eyes until it’s zombified. If you want to bunnify, bite the nose and inject venom. Any questions?
(Fred) Er…
(MC) No? Good! Go!
*Fred flips over, does a feeble hop off the ground, smashes into the dummy’s midsection and lands painfully on his rear.*
(Everybody) HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Fade out. Scene Seven. Same as Five.
*Crashing noises and shouts.*
(Fred) Oh, no, they’re back! *Bounces out into the clearing, headlong towards the capsule. Louise, assuming he’s charging, fires a depigmentizer dart at him. She misses, but he screeches to a halt, tries to make a sharp turn, tangles his ears, and rolls over.*
(Rocco, Stig and Dirk) *burst into the clearing* Hey! The little clumsy pucey-paws tripped over its widdle ear! Let’s get…
(Stig) Hey, look! A human!
(Rocco) Back off, Stiggy- I’m zombifying this hairless biped!
(Dirk) No, me! I want a zombie to do my chores!
(Stig) I saw her first!
(Rocco) Yeah? You wanna fight?
(Dirk) Oh, you think you can take me? Huh? Huh?
*Dirk, Rocco and Stig continue posturing, shoving, and flexing their ears, trying to out-shout and out-tough each other.*
(Louise) *sneaks over, wraps Fred up in a net and carries him back toward the space capsule*
(Fred) *passes out from fear*
(Rocco, Dirk, Stig) Hey, she’s trying to run away! Get her!
*Stig cuts off Louise’s route to the capsule*
(Louise) AAAAHHH!!!!!!!! *dashes into woods*
I object to the shallow content of these SSS’s. Hpb’s are portrayed as purely truculent lagamorphs with no capacity for sympathy or mercy, while emoticons are given out as foolish, mentally incompetent, and constantly taken advantage of. The simiplicity of this portrayal appals the artist in me!
Humph! You want mercy…you got it. I just desisted from bunnifying you for a whole 12 seconds to all you to recite your tirade. And I won’t even do it now… *pies and leaves*
Correction appended!
(Louise): But what about me? I’m portrayed as fairly nice, and not insensitive to bunnies!
(Fred): And I’m a nice lagomorph! Come read our story, Angry Fellow.
: Actually, my name is Robert! I’m coming to read your story!
THE ADVENTURES OF YELLOW SMILIE DUDE & THE HPB
“What a fine moring…ladidadidadia…”
“Look, breakfast!”
“Breakfast? I already had some, so you can have…” *catches on*
“Thou shalt do nicely roaste–”
*zaps*
(Louise) *running* I’ve got to find shelter somewhere! But the human resistance was crushed at the Battle of the Trench five hundred years ago. I must be the only non-zombified human on the planet…
(Fred) *stirs* AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Louise) Shhhh!!! Shhh! They’ll find us!
(Fred) W-w-what are you going to do with me?
(Louise) Stop squeaking! Do you speak English? Or any human language?
(Fred) Drat, it doesn’t even speak Rosalapine. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. It might not want to kill me yet… and we’re both running away from those lunkheads. Maybe if I show it a hiding place, it won’t kill me…
.
*enter Riley ( ), stage right*
*enter menacing bunnies , stage left*
#1 – Ha! A lone human! He’ll never know what hit him.
*Bunnies sneak up behind , fangs bared. But then:*
#2 – Uh, guys, I’m not sure this is such a good idea. *Stops sneaking. The other bunnies follow suit.*
#3 – I know what you mean. This human smells sort of funny.
#1 – It’s not exactly a smell. More like a feeling.
#2 – A hunch.
#3 – A strong intuition.
#1 – Of wrongness.
#2 – Very strong.
#3 – I think we’d better trust it.
#1 and #2 (unison) – We agree.
*exit bunnies*
* goes about his business, unaware that anything unusual has occurred *
.
– Helibunny to Mother Ship. Target sighted at two o’clock. Repeat, I have sighted the target.
– Roger, helibunny. We copy. Target description?
– You know those things all look the same to me. Uh, it’s wearing some sort of dark protective filters over its eyes. Is that good enough?
– Affirmative, helibunny. Engage target at will.
– Preparing to engage. O.K., I’m going in. … No, wait. Hold on, I– Aborting mission. Do you read me, Mother Ship? I’m ABORTING THE MISSION.
*later, in debriefing*
– I can’t explain it. It was like I was going to be sick to my stomach — except that I wasn’t sick, and besides my stomach was back here. I just suddenly knew that I had to abort the mission. It was weird…
.
– Excuse me, Mr. Riley. May I talk to you for a moment?
– Certainly. What can I do for you?
– I’m from the Department of Defense, and I’m here on official business. Our sources have informed us that you might possess some sort of natural resistance to attack by HPBs.
– HPBs?
– It’s a technical abbreviation referring to hot-pink bunnies. I need hardly explain that such anti-bunny immunity, if it existed, would be of great interest to the government as an asset to national security.
– I wish I could help you, but I’m afraid there must be some mistake. I’ve never even seen a hot-pink bunny.
– Never?
– I mean, I’ve seen them on TV like everyone else, and of course I’ve read about them in Muse. But I’ve never encountered one personally.
– Ah. Well, in that case, I suppose there’s no need to trouble you further. Thank you for your time, Mr. Riley.
– I’ll let you know if any “HPBs” show up around here. Good afternoon!
Robert, you seem determined to destroy every SSSS cliche known to smiley.
29-Oh yeah! I just picked up on that…*laughs even harder now that she understands*
I am tempted to do an SSS playing on the rather silly pun generated by George Smiley (Le Carre character) and smiley (emoticon) having similair names. ‘Cept it might just be a WOMBAT….
30-What did you just pick up on?
The words “stupid” and “senseless” are very liberating, aren’t they?
31-That Robert is systematically destroying every SSS cliche through his delightful vignettes…
32-VERY! (almost as much so as “no homework”, been a long time since I heard that one)
30- Or at least a WOBAT; I very much doubt it would cost you any money.
THE ADVENTURES OF ZERO ( ) AND A GANG OF HPBs .
What a wonderful afternoon! I’ve only been attacked, robbed, and had a car accident, the best day of my life!
#1 A human! get ‘im boys!
Ah, a CHARMING bunch of leverets!
*steam comes out of ears*
Oh no! these adorable baby bunnies have SMOKE coming out of their ears. Oh what is to be done?
*Growls in a frenzy of rage*
*runs*
*Zombify* *Bunnify*
34-How true…Although one could say that it would, because: in order to think of the plot, I need to utilise my brain. In order to utilise my brain, I need fuel, best provided in the form of carbohydrates. Therefore, it would be a waste of carbohydrates, and as carbohydrates come in food and food costs money, by an indirect chain it would cost me money.
Wow! That post was a WOMBAT…
ladidadidahdidahdidahdidah……….. I just bought a new nostril. WOMBAT?
*sings*
Stop. Please.
Why? I can sing any time I wan’t, and you can’t do anything about it— hey, I don’t like that look you’re giving me. Wait, no, STOP! ARGHLDKLdakldadkl….
*man’s voice* That was easy.
What the SSSS’s have turned into…
Hi. *is immediately eaten/zombified/bunnified/killed somehow by *
So, to make a twist…
I’m bored. I want to kill someone.
Hi.
*attacks*
*shoots with bazooka*
*dies*
Hehe. *drops dead for no apparent reason*
*applause*
(25, 29) POSOC, when are you going to continue the tale of Fred and Louise? I’m on the edge of my seat.
A SSSS WITHOUT AN HPB (gasp)
Dramatis Personae:
= Thinker
= Optimist
= Pessimist
Over-excitable person
The smiley stories have changed since the HPBs came along, haven’t they.
I don’t mind.
I do…
HOW DO YOU KNOW???
Well, I was around back then, that’s how.
YOU’RE SO OLD!!!
Youth can never last…
But it sure is nice while it’s around!
Anyway, what do you guys think about the HPB trend?
How depressing…
They’re a nice color.
TRENDINESS DESTROYS ORIGINALITY!!!
Calm down, Shock. I mean, honestly, how long has it been since there was an HPB-less SSSS?
But the HPBs are turning nice now!
It won’t last…
OMG YOU’RE RIGHT!!!
Of course I’m right.
I’m never right…
Well, I’m sure it’s a good change.
WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS RIGHT???
Oh, never mind.
40- Tomorrow, hopefully, or tonight, if I get a sudden inspiration.
(Fred) *squirms and leaps out of Louise’s arms*
(Louise) Oh, @%&$! *chases*
(Fred) *dives to the side and vanishes into some pink vines*
(Louise) No! I’ve lost my specimen, and I’m being chased by a bunch of HPB maniacs. I’ve got to get out!
(Fred) *reappears and beckons her* Come on, human!
(Louise) What the heck… *follows*
43-
☺ Ooo! The plot thickens!
Who cares?
I care!
*murders *
A[NOTHER] SSSS WITHOUT AN HPB (gasp)
I am so happy today!
Dude. Happiness isn’t cool.
* becomes * Now I am no longer happy.
Hehe.
* becomes * HEY! You laughed! Laughing derives from happiness! Admit it! You’re not cool!
* becomes * Aw. *sulks*
Hello.
☺ Hello.
I am big, and you are small. Therefore, I will mock you. *mocks ☺*
☺ You are mocking me, and I have a bazooka. Therefore, I will explode you. *explodes *
Ow. *dies*
We’re giving a totally new meaning to “stupid” and “senseless.”
THE MUMMY
(SSSS version)
–Ancient Egypt–
Hi. I’m Imhotep, the high priest. I like Anck-su-namun.
Hi. I’m Anck-su-namun, the pharaoh’s mistress. I like Imhotep.
(Pharaoh) You LIKE EACH OTHER??? GRR. I WON’T LET YOU MARRY.
(Imhotep) Aww. Dang. What do we do now?
(Anck-su-namun) We can kill the pharaoh.
(Imhotep) Okay.
*Anck-su-namun and Imhotep stab pharaoh*
(Pharaoh) Ow. *dies*
(Anck-su-namun) Uh, oh. Now I’m in trouble. Here, I’ll kill myself and then you bring me back to life.
(Imhotep) Okay.
(Anck-su-namun) *stabs self*
Everyone: Oh, no! The pharaoh is dead! Anck-su-namun-or-however-you-pronounce-that is dead! Imhotep killed them!
Kill Imhotep!
(Imhotep) No!
Yes!
(Imhotep) No!
Yes!
(Imhotep) Okay. *runs*
…to be continued.
47 – No kidding.
48 – I love that movie!
47-We are!
Romeo and Juliet
SSSS version
(Romeo) Oh woe is me, I am the victim of unrequited love!
(Benvolio) Let’s go to a party!
(Romeo) Fine.
*They go to a party. Romeo sees Juliet*
(Romeo) She’s beautiful! I am in love! Forget that other girl! *kisses her* *leaves*
After the party:
*Juliet sits on her balcony*
(Juliet) It’s too bad Romeo’s a Montague, my most dreadful enemy.
(Romeo) *hiding in the bushes* I love you too!
(Juliet) (Romeo) Let’s get married!
*Romeo runs off*
To be continued…
(Imhotep) *hides in dead city* Priests, bring Anck-su-namun back to life.
Okay. *begin ritual*
Oh, no you don’t!
(Imhotep) Oh, poop. The guards.
(Priests) Oh. That’s bad.
(Imhotep) Hey, wait wait wait, can’t we talk this over?
Nope. You killed the pharaoh. Which means you must be punished.
(Imhotep) What happens to us?
The priests will be mummified alive.
(Priests) Oh. That’s bad,
(Imhotep) Yeah, good for them. But what about me?
You get to go through “Hom Dai”.
(Imhotep) What the heck does that mean?
One of us dresses like a jackal, cut your tongue out, wraps you up, buries you alive, and throws in a few man-eating insects before they close up sarcophagus.
(Imhotep) Oh. That’s not good.
(Priests) Hehe! Sucks to be you!
…to be continued.
Star Wars in SSSS!
(Qui-Gon) Hello. We would like you to help Naboo.
(Obi-Wan) Yes!
(Trade Federation dudes) No. Go away.
Why?
Because we said so. Now we kill you.
and *run away*
To be continued…
Ã߀ƒ- *dies laughing* *wants more*
(Louise) It’s very dark in here… I hope the bunny’s not leading me into a trap… Well, if it is, I’ve got my depigmentizer gun…
(Fred) This is really bad. Should I just ditch the human? It’s got a weapon, and it hasn’t killed me yet, so it could protect me against those louts… but if I go home, everybody’s going to smell human on me. Oh, heck, everyone hates me anyway…
(Louise) It keeps squeaking. If only I had one of those BEACON translators… but they’re no good for conversation, they can only pick up on a few key words…
53- great idea
(Luke)- *tries to fit self in a compartment in the Millennium Falcon* Boy, it’s lucky you have these compartments.
(Han Solo)- *tries to shove self in, is cramped* I use them for smuggling. I never thought I’d be smuggling myself in them. This is ridiculous.
53- I just had that idea!
and *go to Naboo*
(Amidala) Hi.
and We have to go.
Fine.
*they go many places, until*
and Jar-Jar ( ) We is in Tattooine.
(Anakin) Are you an angel?
No. Just a que- I mean, I’m just a handmaiden for the queen.
Okay.
UNTITLED
Help, I have no original ideas for a story!
You don’t need ideas! You are an idea. Just kill me, then we have a story!
But… but… That’s not a good plot…
Look, buddy/bunny! You wanted a story, and I made one for you. Now kill me!
*Sniffs* I… can’t…
Hmph! *Dies*
Nooo! Now all I have is a monologue. * *
(Ghost) Idiot! You could have had a good story!
Hey! Are you… a ghost?
(Ghost) Yes, dumbie! I died earlier, didn’t I?
Yes…
To be continued…
(Qui-Gon) *speaking to ‘s mommy*
(Shmi) Okay.
(Watto): Hello. Say bye-bye to the nice young man now, Ani. We have to go race!
(Qui-Gon) *has idea* Wait. Let’s have a bet. He wins, I get him. He loses… I pay you.
(Watto) Okay.
(Okay, I know that the bet was different. It’s artistic license.)
MUCH LATER…
Oh poop. He won.
I get him. Hand him over.
Fine.
Wait, what about Mommy?
(Qui-Gon) Say bye-bye to Mommy now.
Bye, Ani.
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BUNNY CONFERANCE!
“Coming master!”
to be continued.
Waah! Mommy!
Don’t look back.
*sniff* Okay Mommy.
LATER…
and and (Anakin and Obi-Wan and Amidala) Okay. The ship is fixed. Let’s go.
(Qui-Gon) Wait. I see a cloaked figure. Let me fight it.
and (Qui-Gon and Darth Maul) *fight*
*runs away*
That’s what I THOUGHT!
and and Hooray Qui-Gon!
AT CORUSCANT…
(Qui-Gon) Council, there is a cloaked stranger who I think is a Sith. Oh, by the way, this slave I brought… he’s the Chosen One.
(Council) You cannot train the boy. He is fearful. Beware of the cloaked dude.
But… the boy is the Chosen One!
Whatever. Go away. We have to think.
Romeo and Juliet
SSSS version
(Romeo) Oh woe is me, I am the victim of unrequited love!
(Benvolio) Let’s go to a party!
(Romeo) Fine.
*They go to a party. Romeo sees Juliet*
(Romeo) She’s beautiful! I am in love! Forget that other girl! *kisses her* *leaves*
After the party:
*Juliet sits on her balcony*
(Juliet) It’s too bad Romeo’s a Montague, my most dreadful enemy.
(Romeo) *hiding in the bushes* I love you too!
(Juliet) (Romeo) Let’s get married!
*Romeo runs off to go find Friar L*
(Friar Laurence) Hello, Romeo.
(Romeo) I want you to marry Juliet and me.
(Friar Laurence) What about the other girl?
(Romeo) Who?
(Friar L) You horrible, fickle child.
(Romeo) P*ease?
(Friar L) Fine. But only because it’ll stop your families from feuding.
(Romeo) Yay!
*Romeo and Juliet get married.*
(Tybalt) I hate Romeo because he crashed my party. Romeo, I challenge you to a duel.
(Romeo) (*thinks* “but we’re related now! I can’t duel him!) No thanks, Tybalt.
(Mercutio) Fine, if Romeo’s going to be a coward, I accept the challenge in his stead.
(Romeo) No, stop it!
*Tybalt slays Mercutio.*
(Romeo) That was mean!
*Romeo slays Tybalt.*
(Prince Escalus) Hey, stop it everyone. Romeo, no killing people. I hereby banish you.
(Romeo) This can’t be happening!
The friar’s cell.
(Romeo) But what about my wife? I’ll kill myself!
(Friar L) You will go and spend the night with your wife, and then leave. While you’re gone, I’ll announce the marriage, and everything will work itself out.
(Romeo) Oh, good.
*Romeo and Juliet spend the night together, then Romeo goes off to Mantua.*
(Juliet) Boo-hoo-hooo!
(Capulet) Poor girl, she’s mourning her cousin Tybalt. I know what’ll cheer her up! *arranges Juliet’s marriage to Paris*
(Juliet) Oh no! I don’t want to marry Paris!
The Friar’s cell.
(Juliet) I can’t marry Paris! I’m already married to Romeo! I’ll kill myself!
(Friar L) I have a plan! You’ll drink this potion that will make you appear dead for two days, and then I’ll send for Romeo to come and get you.
(Juliet) OK. *goes home* Father, I will marry Paris!
(Capulet) Excellent! I’ll move the wedding up a day so that you can’t change your mind!
(Juliet) *drinks potion*
Everyone: Oh no! Juliet is dead, and on her wedding day! *mourns*
Mantua, Romeo’s house.
(Balthasar) I have come with sad tidings, sir. Juliet is dead.
(Romeo) -> -> I’ll kill myself!
(Apothecary) I can’t sell you that poison, sir. It’s illegal.
(Romeo) WHO CARES? Look at all this shiny money… now give me the poison!
(Apothecary) Fine.
Outside Juliet’s tomb:
(Paris) Boo-hoo, poor Juliet!
(Romeo) Stand aside, sir.
(Paris) No.
*Romeo kills Paris.*
(Paris) Oh, I am slain! Lay me in her tomb! *dies* *is lain in tomb, along with Tybalt and the not-really-dead Juliet*
(Romeo) Oh, Juliet! Thou art still so beautiful, almost as though you were alive! Boo-hoo, my love is dead! *drinks potion*
Friar L’s cell:
(Friar L) So, you sent my letter, right?
(Friar John) Well, no.
(Friar L) Oh, no! I have to go get Juliet before she wakes up! *goes off to tomb* *discovers Romeo* Uh-oh.
*Juliet wakes up.*
(Juliet) Hello, friar. Where’s Romeo?
(Friar L) Er… about that. He’s dead. But we really haven’t any time to waste, so come with me and I’ll take you to go live with nuns, how does that sound?
(Juliet) I won’t go!
(Friar L) OK. *leaves*
(Juliet) You left no poison for me to finish myself off with? *stabs herself instead*
Everyone: Oh no! Paris is dead! Oh no! Romeo is dead! Oh no! Juliet is still dead, in a different way! Oh no! *mourns*
(Capulet) Sorry ’bout that feud, Montague.
(Montague) Sorry ’bout that feud, Capulet.
(Prince) I declare peace!
THE END.
(Qui-Gon) Hello. We would like you to help Naboo.
(Obi-Wan) Yes!
(Trade Federation dudes) No. Go away.
Why?
Because we said so. Now we kill you.
and *run away*
and *go to Naboo*
(Amidala) Hi.
and We have to go.
Fine.
*they go many places, until*
and Jar-Jar ( ) We is in Tattooine.
(Anakin) Are you an angel?
No. Just a que- I mean, I’m just a handmaiden for the queen.
Okay.
(Qui-Gon) *speaking to ’s mommy*
(Shmi) Okay.
(Watto): Hello. Say bye-bye to the nice young man now, Ani. We have to go race!
(Qui-Gon) *has idea* Wait. Let’s have a bet. He wins, I get him. He loses… I pay you.
(Watto) Okay.
MUCH LATER…
Oh poop. He won.
I get him. Hand him over.
Fine.
Wait, what about Mommy?
(Qui-Gon) Say bye-bye to Mommy now.
Bye, Ani.
Waah! Mommy!
Don’t look back.
*sniff* Okay Mommy.
LATER…
and and (Anakin and Obi-Wan and Amidala) Okay. The ship is fixed. Let’s go.
(Qui-Gon) Wait. I see a cloaked figure. Let me fight it.
and (Qui-Gon and Darth Maul) *fight*
*runs away*
That’s what I THOUGHT!
and and Hooray Qui-Gon!
AT CORUSCANT…
(Qui-Gon) Council, there is a cloaked stranger who I think is a Sith. Oh, by the way, this slave I brought… he’s the Chosen One.
(Council) You cannot train the boy. He is fearful. Beware of the cloaked dude.
But… the boy is the Chosen One!
Whatever. Go away. We have to think.
(Palpatine) Make me chancellor, little girl.
(Amidala) Don’t call me little girl. But okay! Why not?
*cackles*
(Qui-Gon, Amidala, Ani, Obi-Wan, and Jar-Jar) *go to Boss Nass* Please help Naboo.
(Boss Nass) No.
(Amidala) You have to. I order you to.
(Ani) You can’t do that! You’re just a handmaiden!
(Amidala) Oh yeah? Wanna bet?
(everybody in the vicinity) You’re the queen?
Yeah. What’s it to you?
N-nothing, milady. We’ll help you.
53-66- Wow, I’ve started a tradition!
–THE MUMMY– (cont. from posts #48 and #52)
(Imhotep) Oh, but you must not stop us from completing the ritual!
Oh, yeah. What are you guys doing, anyway?
(Priest) We’re trying to resurrect Anc–*is elbowed on stomach*
(Imhotep) Er, we’re resurrecting my dead cat, Milton!
Too bad. *stops ritual*
Anck-su-namun: ARRRGH! *soul is sent back to underworld*
What was that?
(Imhotep) Probably just the wind.
I was trying to do Hamlet, but failed.
Hee hee! i love reading these!
Contact:
(Ellie) Can you use an antenna to talk to people on Pluto?
(Dad) If the antenna’s big enough.
Are there people out there in space?
I feel there must be, the Universe is so big.
Grrrr… need bigger antenna!
-Grows up-
Now I work at the largest radio dish in the world.
You’re crazy, looking for little green men!
-Waits and listens-
Holy guacamole, a signal from aliens! I need to decode this.
-Decodes-
So, as you can see, government guys, the aliens sent us plans for a machine we can use to visit them.
Too expensive.
So is going to war.
– shuts up-
-People build machine-
(cont. from 67)
THE MUMMY
(Guard) Oh, and before we begin, I think we should mention that the ritual will grant you eternal life.
(Imhotep) Oh. That’s good.
(Guard) However, this means you will have to spend an eternity in agony.
(Imhotep) Ooo. That’s bad.
(Guard) But if someone releases you, you will have terrible power and release destruction and chaos on the Earth.
(Imhotep) Oh. That’s good.
(Guard) But that will probably never happen, because you will be guarded from any trespassers by our descendants.
(Imhotep) Ooo. That’s bad. Can we get through with this now?
(Guard) Sure.
(Guard #2) Hey, can I wear the mask? I like masks.
(Guard) No, you idiot. Only the priest can perform the ritual.
(Guard #2) Aw.
(Priest) *puts on mask* *performs ritual* *cuts Imhoteps tongue out*
(Imhotep) Ow.
(Priest) *wraps Imhotep up like a mummy and puts him in sarcophagus* *puts jar full of man-eating scarabs in sarcophagus* *closes lid*
Scarabs: Yum!
(Imhotep) Ow. *flesh is eaten*
To be continued…
(Amidala) Good. C’mon, guys, let’s go.
(Qui-Gon, Amidala, Ani, Obi-Wan, and Jar-Jar) Okay! Bye-bye Boss Nass!
B-bye.
(Gungans) *go to Naboo and march into battle*
Now we need somebody to be our first ambassador to this alien civilization.
Why don’t you go? You DID find the message.
Okay.
-Gets in machine-
This is AWESOME! They should have sent a poet!
-Suddenly is on beach-
Huh? Dad?
To be continued…
(Anakin) Woah! WOAH! I have suddenly gone into space! *accidentally blows up ship, deactivating droid army)
(Droids) Die. Die. Die.
*shut down*
(Amidala) *retakes Theed palace and captures Trade Federation dude*
(Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan) *fight Darth Maul*
(Qui-Gon) Train… the… boy. He… is… the… Chosen… One. *dies*
(Obi-Wan) Yes, master. *realizes he died* No! Don’t die! WAAAH!! *becomes *
(Obi-Wan) NOW YOU DIE!!!!
(Darth Maul) Urk! *dies*
LATER…
(Yoda) Always two Siths there are. Apprentice and master.
(Obi-Wan) Which one did I kill?
(Yoda) Know I do not.
END OF THE PHANTOM MENACE.
UNTITLED… WITH A GHOST!
Hey! Now our story has a name!
(Ghost) I’m dead! Do you think I really care?
But you’re my mentor! * *
(Ghost) But I’m dead! Get over it! Find a new character!
Okay… I guess.
*Appears* Hi! Aaah. An hpb! *Runs Screaming Away*
(Ghost) That just won’t do! We need someone nicer!
Fine, boss.
To be continued…
No, I’m only taking this form so as not to alarm you.
Wow, then I’m talking to an alien!
-suddenly ends up back on Earth-
Dad? Where’d he go?
Your capsule fell through the machine. You never went anywhere.
But I DID!
We don’t believe you.
-later-
You know what’s weird?
What?
Ellie’s headset recorded 18 hours of static! She must have gone somewhere!
– sits moodily in the desert-
Well, I know I’m right.
-Fades to dedication “For Carlâ€-
(Mr. Joe in audience) Carl who?
– (Musers in theater) Throw popcorn at Mr. Joe.-
Starring and .
– *sarcastic* Oh, boy, am I ever glad to see you.
– *sarcastic* Yeah, it’s a good thing for you I’m not a hot-pink bunny, or you’d be in real trouble.
– *sarcastic* I can’t tell you how safe I feel right now.
– *etc.* You should feel safe. You humans are so powerful that I’m trembling all over.
– I’m so relaxed, I think I’ll lie down and take a nap. *doesn’t*
– No you won’t, because I’m in such a hurry to bite your head off. *doesn’t*
– Ouch! Yeah, there it goes, rolling around on the floor.
– I’ve changed my mind. What I really need is a green zombie slave.
– Uh-huh, I’m salivating like crazy. Let me do your bidding, O great pink master.
– You know what? You’d make a good-looking bunny.
– Oh, that would be my dream come true.
– Actually, I don’t think I’ll do any of those things.
– I’m paralyzed with fear. *runs away*
– Like I didn’t see that coming. THAT’S PLAYING REAL FAIR, HUMAN.
€yanical: Hey everyone, I’d like to introduce to you my new friend, Maurice.
☺ *is Maurice* Hey.
Hi, Maurice!
€yanical: Maurice finds that the best way to deal with people he deems annoying is to shoot their face off with a bazooka.
That’s not very nice.
☺ Too bad. *shoots with bazooka*
*face is blown off*
€yanical: Obviously, it’s a good idea not to be deemed annoying by Maurice.
(The Mummy will continue later.)
BEGINNING OF ATTACK OF THE CLONES.
(Amidala) *gets off ship* *ship gets bombed* *survives*
(Palpatine) You must be protected. You will die if you are unprotected.
(Amidala) Okay.
(Obi-Wan) Hi! I’m here to protect you.
(Anakin) You look pretty. *shakes head* Yes. I am here to protect you too.
(Amidala) Hooray! Ani! I haven’t seen you in forever!
(Anakin) Neither have I! Yippee!!!
(Jango Fett) Kill the queen.
(Zam Wessell) *sends bugs into Amidala’s room*
(Anakin) *swoops in and saves the day*
(Obi-Wan) FOLLOW THAT PERSON!
(Anakin and Obi-Wan) *follows*
77- Oh, God. A SSSSS? You’ve created an entirely new degree of Senselessness.
77 –
(Anakin) *gets into terrible danger* *finds Zam Wessell*
(Obi-Wan) *questions Zam Wessell*
(Zam Wessell) *dies*
(Obi-Wan) Bye, Ani. BRB. *goes to Geonosis* *gets captured*
(Anakin) Okay, master.
(Amidala) I ♥ you Ani.
(Anakin) Me too. But we have to keep it hush-hush.
(Amidala) Okay.
LATER…
(Anakin) Padme, I’ve been having strange dreams. Assuming they’re real, I will now go to Tattooine.
(Amidala) Okay, I’ll go with.
*they go to Tattooine*
(Anakin) WHERE’S MY MOMMY???
(Ani’s stepdad) She got kidnapped. By the Sand People.
(Anakin) WELL THEN I’LL GO GET HER. WAIT HERE, PADME.
(Padme) Okay. Be careful!
BEEEEP BEEP. R2D2 here .. I cannot talk. But yet.. I am talking now.. HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE? MANY QUESTIONS THAT MIGHT AND MIGHT NOT BE ANSWERED.
(Anakin) Mommy! You’re here!
(Shmi) Anakin, I love you. *dies*
(Anakin) NOOOOOOOOOOO! MOMMY! *gets out lightsaber* *kills all of the Sand People*
BACK AT THE HOUSE…
(Padme) Where’s your mommy?
(Anakin) She died. And I killed everyone there.
(Padme) That’s terrible!
(Anakin) I CAN ACCOMPLISH SO MUCH MORE!
(Padme) No, you can’t. Be content.
WHILE ALL THIS IS HAPPENING…
(Obi-Wan) *heads to Kamino* *meets Jango Fett* *follows Jango Fett to Geonosis* *gets captured*
ANYWAY…
(Anakin) Padme, I have terrible news. *takes deep breath* *is cut off*
(Padme) Yeah, your mom died. I know.
(Anakin) No, it’s that —
(Padme) You’re going to become Darth Vader.
*awkward silence*
(Anakin) Ignoring that comment, the bad news is that Obi Wan is in trouble. He told us not to go after him, which means —
(Padme) We go after him.
Man, I forgot a smiley for Obi-Wan. Drat.
82- That’s her….. PumpkinCHEESEPiePINKbunny, we’re using smilies…..
MEANWHILE, ON GEONOSIS…
(Dooku) There is a Sith in the Senate.
(Obi-Wan) Liar.
(Dooku) For that, you die.
(Padme and Anakin) Bye, guys. We’re going to Geonosis. By, C3PO.
(C3PO) What? No! I’m coming too!
(R2D2) Beep boop beep.
(Padme and Anakin) Whatever.
All of them go to Geonosis and get captured.
(Anakin) I love you, Padme.
(Padme) I love you too.
They get led out to the execution arena.
(Anakin) Obi-Wan! We’ve come to rescue you!
(Obi-Wan) *looks at Anakin’s handcuffs* Good job.
(Anakin) Where’s Padme?
(Obi-Wan) She seems to be on top of things.
(Anakin) That was TERRIBLE!
(Council) They have been captured. Dooku has an army. We must save them.
(Jar Jar) Give the nice Chancellor lotsa power!
(Council) Whatever. Sure. Have the power. We’re going into BATTLE!
There is a big battle. Lots of people die, including Jango Fett. The Jedi win. Obi-Wan and Anakin follow Dooku.
(Obi-Wan and Anakin) *fight Dooku* *Anakin’s right hand gets cut off* *they fall down*
(Dooku) Now, you DIE! Seriously!
(Yoda) Do that you will not.
(Dooku) (seriously peeved) ARGH! I WANT TO KILL ONE PERSON! Can you at least let me do THAT?!?!?!
(Yoda) No. *fights Dooku*
(Dooku) *runs away*
Woah. Turns out Dooku is the Sith apprentice.
(Obi-Wan) Dooku says there is a Sith in the senate.
(Council) Dooku’s an idiot. But keep watch of the Senate.
MEANWHILE, ON NABOO…
(Anakin) Let’s get married!
(Padme) Okay!
*they get married*
END OF ATTACK OF THE CLONES.
Dooku, otherwise known as Sauraman…
87 – I know! I watched the movie, and…
SHORT SSSS (true story)
(Me) Look! Saruman! What’s he doing?
(My dad) He’s Count Dooku.
(Me) No, I’m fairly certain that’s Saruman.
(My dad) No, it’s just the same actor.
(Me) B-but… I’ve never heard of him!
(My dad) Whatever. Now keep quiet and WATCH!
An extremely pointless SSSS.
The math teacher
: other emoticon : The kid
What a stupid math class.
WHAT DID YOU SAY??
Ummmm….that the math class was stupid?
*bunnifies*
Bleh. I’m too lazy to start Revenge of the Sith right now.
EXTREMELY CONDENSED SSSS OF STAR WARS (first trilogy):
(Amidala) Why won’t you Gungans help us with the TF???
(Anakin) I am going to be a Jedi! Yippee!
(Qui-Gon) Anakin’s the Chosen One.
(Obi-Wan) Oh no! He died. Now I have to train the boy.
*boy grown up*
(Amidala) Let’s get married.
(Anakin) Yes, let’s.
*they get married*
(Amidala) Ani, I’m going to have a baby!
(Anakin) Hooray! But I think you’re gonna die. So I have to become a Sith to prevent you from dying.
(Amidala) NOOOOO! *has kids* *dies*
(Anakin) NOOOOOOO! Now I have to challenge my former master! *challenges* *loses* *gets both legs and one arm cut off* Oh poopy.
This is like the Reduced Shakespeare Company with Smilies!
☺ *shoots various MBers with bazooka*
Me: Maurice! You bad, bad smiley! I’m banishing you to this thread, as nobody cares about what happens to stupid little smilies.
☺ Fine. Whatever. Where’s €yanical, anyway?
Me: He’s gone. I’ve been feeling really angry at the world in the past few days, and I took it out on MBers. But now, I realize that that was wrong. So you’re no longer my friend, as you’re sadistic, cyanical, crazy, evil, and unreasonable.
☺ Sure, then. As long as I can vent my rage on people that have nothing to do with me.
Uh oh…
☺ *kills everyone with bazooka*
Oh.. Cyanical was you… Never mind!
*Grabs Bazooka and Kills Maurice, finshing him off for Good!*
93- €yanical is part of me, if you know what I mean.
☺ *comes back to life* You have angered Maurice. Prepare to be beset with cruelty and malignity. *persecutes all smileys*
94-
Oh, yeah? How are you gonna persecute us?
☺ I’ll fine MBers whenever they use you and shoot you all with a bazooka.
That’s stupid! We revolt! Down with Maurice!
☺ Die, fools. *shoots with bazooka* *fines Bookworm five-thousand pieces of choklit*
*Gives Maurice 5,000 pieces of poisoned Choklit!*
(disgustingly happy smiley) oh no! that’s not very nice! poisoning is against the law, and with cholit too! *shakes head* takes poisoned choklit away* gives everyone cookies*
but he started it!
no tattling children!
I want my ice cream back!
You can’t have it! Bwahahahhahaha!
Why not?
Because I said so!
Well guess what?
What?
I’m an HPB too! Bwahahahhaha!! *steals back ice cream*
Darn.
Now if that wasn’t stupid, I don’t know what is.
98 – Did you see post No. 77? *shakes head* Now THAT was stupid.
☺ *fines Turquoise and earthgirl* *buries Bookworm in pie* *throws poisoned chocolate off a cliff* *shoots ‘s with bazooka* *takes cookies* *takes ice cream*
(99)
– I thought it was brilliant.
99- ☺ No. That was brilliant.
(Cynical smilies support sarcasm).
101 – Brilliantly stupid.
it was brilliant.
99 – It was better than mine!
The Unpronounceable Story!
Bwhahhahahahahha! I will take over the world!
No you won’t! I will!
becomes What?
Bwhahahhahahahahhhaha!
becomes Oh really?
Yes! Bawhwhwhwhwahhahahahhahwwhahhhwssdfjiaoiwejslkfjls!
I’ll now end this SSSS and put you all out of your misery.
*megapies *
*bows*
Oops. was supposed to be
99, 101, 102 –
I thought it was brilliant. And what I say goes.
107 – Nice alter ego!
☺ *fines Turquoise again*
How do you make a “Maurice” Smiley?
110- ☺ Why should I tell you?
For a windows, you can do Alt + 1 (on the keypad). For a mac, you’ll just have to–*is blown to bits by bazooka*
The Bookworm’s Mobile Library!â„¢
Aka Text Grand Central!â„¢
Why am I being fined?
☺
Hey! It worked!
113- ☺ For using / . I’m persecuting them by fining anyone else who uses them.
115- ☺ *explodes evil smileys* *fines ZVX*
IBCF: Grr. I am angry. Therefore, I will be cynical and moody.
☺ Grr. I am also cynical and moody.
IBCF: Care if I join you?
☺ Whatever.
IBCF: Grr.
☺ Grr.
Hi, IBCF!
☺ Go away, moron.
IBCF: Yeah, scram.
I brought you a strawberry-banana milkshake! And some tomato soup with lots of saltine crackers! And a tuna sandwhich! With plenty of mayo and little apple slices in it! And spaghetti! With lots of parmeasan cheese and meat sauce! Just like mom used to make it!
IBCF: Must…resist…deliciousness…
☺ Don’t give in!
Yummy tomato soup tuna sandwhich cheesy spaghetti and milkshake…
IBCF: Aw, what the heck? *scarfs down everything*
☺ Morons. *takes bad mood elsewhere*
Moral: Nothing like food puts you in a good mood. *is simultaneously beaten and shot to death by and ☺*
Grr! I can’t think of a SSSS!
I can! See, there’s this grumpy guy, and a happy guy, and then a HPB comes….
I hath come to take your ears!
…and starts speaking in Elizabethan.
Get your own ears! You have plenty extra!
I shall never relinquish my quest!
Why not?
Because I sayeth so, it shall be so! *attacks*
becomes Hey! Happy dude! Help!
I’m writing you out of the story, you HPB! *writes out*
*winks out of existence*
Thanks.
No problem.
becomes Now go away!
*sighs*
My first SSSS
Starring
The optimist-
and
The pessimist-
What a beautiful morning! Look at all the pretty clouds.
What a horrible morning. Look at all the depressing clouds. *is sad*
I mean, WOW! The flowers are blooming, the birds are singing… ahhh…
The flowers will die in a few days. The music is hurting my ears.
Cheer up! Enjoy life!
I can’t. I’m the pessimist, remember?
Hey, how about we switch roles? I’ll be the pessimist, and you’ll be the optimist!
Okay. *turns into * * turns into *
Wait- it didn’t work! I’m stil happy!
And I’m still sad.
And everyone got zombified. *zombifies*
and Rats. *turns into *
Get rid of yourselves. *walks off*
Yesss massster. *walks off cliff*
THE END
Hi.
I don’t like you. You’re fat.
Aw. *dies of shame*
I’m staring at you!
121 – I love it!
My mouth is full of one giant tooth, which makes it quite hard to speak!
Haha! I have three teeth!
becomes Aw man! No fair. Well hah! Now I’m animated!
So?
I have buck teeth, but you can’t see them. So I shall now bunnify you. *bunnifies*
becomes Well I reflect your bunnify rays with my tooth!
Oh dang. The rays came through the spaces in my three teeth. *becomes *
(first one) It doesn’t work that way, .
becomes
(first one) BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHA!!!!!
– Hello. I am a generic smiley, and therefore I am doomed to an eternity of agony.
– *appears* Say your prayers, weakling.
– Unless something completely unexpected or random happens, I am very dead.
– Very dead you are. *pounces*
—SUDDENLY—
– What?
– Haha! I have come to save the day!
– Wow! I might actually not die!
– Oh, please. *poof*
*bunny clone army appears*
Oh. Eh he. I’ll be going now.
*bunny army mauls *
“I’m in a bad mood right now. I need an emoticon to pick on. Hey! you! Yeah, you idiotic looking green smiley, c’mere!”
*approaches slowly*
“C’mon, geez, I’ve not got all day.”
“Hey, what are you doing with me? Why are you grinning like that? Where are you taking me?!”
“Listen kid, just shut up. We’re going to my place where I’ll zombify you, make you implode or explode, or whatever and then I’ll eat you for dinner with my mates.”
“You can’t do this! I refuse to be antagonized by you and your stupid puce lagomorph friends. this is an outrage.”
“The color is PINK. HOT PINK. Get it right next time. Actually, there won’t be a next time, I’m going to eat you now.”
“What?! you can’t do that! Don’t get any closer pal, I’m warning you—”
*eats* “I’m still in a bad mood…..they’re never as satisfying when they put up a fight like that one did, oh well.”
II “Hi—” *implodes*
*chuckles darkly*
“Yo, zup?”
“Ridiculous beast! Your false airs are insufferable, how can you imagine that I’d think you were cool by speaking in such a manner?”
“Wha–?”
“Oh, never mind.”
*explodes*
“No, no, no! You’re too messy when they explode, and I have to spend hours grooming my beautiful florescent fur.”
“Oh, sorry.” *implodes*
“Yes, much better.”
“Listen bunny, I’m sick of your acting like you rule everything and have the right to implode, explode, zombify and bunnify all the other emoticons. It’s time you get it through your fluffy little head that I’m the meanest emoticon ever.”
“No, I am!! You’re not mean at all, I’m the baddest.”
“No, me!”
“No, me!”
*scuffle ensues*
*both implode*
“Wimps.” *Hops away*
Hmm, does anyone ever read these? I sometimes wonder if anyone else thinks they’re amusing at all, or whether you all think I’m strange and possibly dangerous because of my sick sense of humor…..
I read them!
How is that a sick sense of humor? I thought they were funny! But, then, maybe I have a sick sense of humor.
Sick sense of humor?! It’s MuserHumor. And that’s copyrighted, mind you.
Ah. Thanks.
MuserHumor…I loves it!
I read them! Oh and that’s MuserHumorâ„¢!
127-130~ Ah, thanks. I was wondering if you thought I had a sick sense of humor…..thankfully it appears that I don’t….or that there are a bunch of us so it must be okay…(kidding!)
“to zombify, or not to zombify, that is the question.”
Second “What?!? You think that’s a question? Freak.”
“Hello, how are you?’
Second [to 1st HPB] “See, this is what we do with these inferior emoticons.” *zombifies*
-> “Wha-??”
1st “What?!”
2nd “Oh no, I bunnified instead of zombifying!”
3rd “Actually, I think it was Midnight Fiddler’s typo that she decided to keep and build on. However, if you’ll please change me back o how I was I may be persuaded to forgive you.”
2nd “Of course not! You should be thanking me, all emoticons want to be bunnified, we rule all!”
1st “Actually, I didn’t want to be bunnified, I used to be a Mr. Green, could you please change me back?”
2nd “Oh, no wonder you are more puce than hot pink, I always knew there was something different.”
* 1st and 3rd charge onto 2nd :idea; and overpower him*
2nd Ow, hey, hey, why’d you do that?”
1st and 3rd s “Change us back and we’ll let you go.”
2nd “Okay, fine.” *un-bunnifies* *is untied* *hops away*
and *skip away singing happily.*
——————————-
Just a question, do other SSSS writers plan theirs out, or do they just go along with whatever strikes them? Sometimes I have a plot in my head that I base my stories on, but the details I just let go with whatever seems to fit the best.
Well, I do too.
I don’t plan. It just pops into my mind.
I like Hannah Montana.
OH NO YOU DON’T! *kills *
*eats everyone* *implodes*
I sometimes plan, I sometimes don’t…..I also find that some of the funniest ones I write are when I’m almost falling asleep. (I think that’s where the famous line of “Little green emoticon, listen to your wise friend” came from.)
I never plan, ever ever ever. Not even when I’m writing for school. Consequently, my 7th grade writing assessment ended up with me and three friends in DC with a hologram machine in the Capitol Building.
Hi.
Hi.
Hi.
*long pause*
Awkward silence.
*long pause*
Yeah I know.
Nothing is happening.
Gosh, I wonder why.
I know why! Midnight Fiddler said some of her best SSSSs come when she’s almost falling asleep, and Alice is almost falling asleep, so she decided to try it.
Wow. You know a lot about Alice.
I can see into her mind.
Alice: What have I done?
Right now she’s disturbed because she can’t believe she just gave Mr Green a link into her brain.
How does that make you feel?
I have only one emotion.
What’s that?
Greenness.
Dude, I’m cool.
Dude, I’m evil.
Alice: *falls asleep*
These seem to get better and better with every subsequent thread. *_*
Hi, guys!
Dude, you’re green.
No, really? D’you think I don’t know that?
*:shock: becomes :razz:*
Why are you green? That’s not a natural color.
*glares* I don’t know.
So you didn’t eat grass as a child?
No.
And you didn’t just get off a boat?
…
Boo!
and AUGH!
Mwah ha ha ha ha!
*:razz: becomes :eek:*
No! Why are you here?!
You didn’t really think TNÖ could make an SSSS without a HPB in it somewhere, did you?
…Good point.
…Hey. What happened to the green guy?
Back away, I have a purple scarf!
Eek! *runs away*
*:eek: becomes :shock:*
Whoa…
Never underestimate the power of a purple scarf!
TNÖ: Maybe I should go to sleep…
That might be a good idea.
*waves purple scarf threateningly*
You don’t scare me! Not anymore, anyway…
Why not?
Because I have the Water Bottle of Doom! Mwah ha ha ha ha!
No! Not the Water Bottle of Doom! *runs away*
And as for you,
Argh! *becomes :mrgreen:*
II Yessssss, massssster.
137- Hahahahahaha! That was hilarious!
I don’t find that funny at all.
Yes you do. *mind control*
Yesss masster ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
two non-musers see a hot pink bunny sleeping in a forest.
Hehehe… I’m gonna poke it!!!
Me too!!! *giggles*
*both start poking the bunny*
*wakes up and bites them* Muahahahaha
I-
No!
What?
I won’t let you!
Let me what?
Start this SSSS!
Oh phooey. I’m a HPB, I can do what I want. *zombifies *
* becomes *
Masssssssster…
Go swim in a lake somewhere.
Yesssssssss, masssssssster.
* goes swimming*
…
TNÖ: Well?
I’ve forgotten what I was going to say.
The End
135- Can I read that story? Please?
I learned this at Space Camp, including a possible clue to the origins of the HPB…
THE SPACE AGE, PART ONE:
Germany, 1920s:
(Werner Von Braun) I’m bored. What do you want to do, bro?
(His brother) Let’s read Muse!
It hasn’t been invented yet. Oooh, I know! Let’s tie fireworks to our toy wagon and then light them on fire! That would be cool!
Yeah, that would be FLAMABLAMABLOUS!
Let’s do it in the middle of town so everybody can see!
* Get wagon and fireworks*
* Light*
*Chaos ensues*
(Cop) Tying fireworks to a toy wagon? When I was a kid, we played basketball! You two space cases are under arrest.
, Uh oh…
* grows up.*
Okay, the rocket club will launch our experiment in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1- GO!
Oooooh. Ahhhhhh.
*Big black car drives up*
* steps out *
Fudge, a Nazi!
Nice rocket you’ve got there, boys.
Uh, yeah, sure is… *looks for an escape route*
I want you to build missiles for us.
No way.
You don’t have a choice. Either you make missiles or I will feed you to the secret weapon.
What secret weapon?
* opens cage*
YUM, HUMAN!
Aaaaahhhhh! Mercy! Mercy! I’ll do anything!
That’s more like it.
A few years later:
Okay, the Allies are getting close to here and I don’t want them to know our secrets, so I’m going to feed all of you to the tomorrow.
Oh, cake. Got to think of a plan… hey, what if I just HAPPENED to get captured by the Americans and I just HAPPENED to surrender…
Hey, who are all you guys?
We’re rocket scientists, and we give up.
Yeah, and I’m a brain surgeon.
No really, we’re rocket scientists!
Okay, you can come back to the US with us.
Very educational.
Note: Please remember to put double spaces between your smileys. Otherwise one of them won’t work. (I had to fix a couple of them in this story.)
141-Yeah! Tom Lehrer:
Gather ’round while I sing you of Wernher von Braun,
A man whose allegiance
Is ruled by expedience.
Call him a Nazi, he won’t even frown,
“Ha, Nazi, Schmazi,” says Wernher von Braun.
Don’t say that he’s hypocritical,
Say rather that he’s apolitical.
“Once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down?
That’s not my department,” says Wernher von Braun.
Some have harsh words for this man of renown,
But some think our attitude
Should be one of gratitude,
Like the widows and cripples in old London town,
Who owe their large pensions to Wernher von Braun.
You too may be a big hero,
Once you’ve learned to count backwards to zero.
“In German oder English I know how to count down,
Und I’m learning Chinese!” says Wernher von Braun.
143- Phobos, I knew I spelled “Wernher” wrong! Why couldn’t he have been named Bob?
144-No Idea! Brendan’s dad went to College with Tom Lehrer! It is very cool.
144- Well, that would be boring, you see.
AAAAAAAAAAAH! CHARLES! What are you doing with that gun?!?!?
Muahahahahahaha…I’m going to kill you Martha! KILL YOU!
No, Charles! You wouldn’t! You couldn’t!
Oh, yes I could! BANG BANG BANG BANG!!! *quick scuffle*
* becomes , and vice versa* HAHAHAHA! NOW, I’M GOING TO KILL YOU, CHARLES!
Martha! No! I’m sorry…I didn’t know what I was AAAAAA!
BANG BANG BANG *chases around room*
*abruptly appears* *implodes* *Charles and Martha die*
*takes over world*
146- Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m still not sure if Von Braun was a bad guy who did some good things or a good guy who did some bad things. Hence the “neutral” smiley. Part two is coming soon.
THE SPACE AGE, PART TWO:
In Russia:.
Okay, Mr. Korolev, not only are we going to put you in charge of our space program, but we’re also going to give you a codename so nobody knows your secret identity.
(Sergei Korolev) Wow! What’s my codename?
The Chief Designer.
That’s lame. Why can’t I have a cool codename like “Batman” or “Wolverine”?
Because in Soviet Russia, codename chooses you.
Rats.
Let’s make 1957-58 an International Geophysical Year (IGY)!
That’s a great idea! What is it?
Scientists from lots of countries will all try as hard as we can to learn about Earth.
Uh… I knew that…
As part of the IGY, we should launch a satellite into orbit around the Earth. Then everyone will see how great we are!
Good idea, Chief Designer!
Grrr…
*Launch Sputnik into orbit*
-Beep-beep-beep-beep-
It’s a Martian space invader!
It’s a secret weapon!
It’s Godzilla! GODZILLA! GODZILLA!
* and slap *
(Army general) The Russians have a satellite, how come we don’t have a satellite?
You never told me to make one.
Well, now I’m telling you to launch one as fast as you can. And use those Navy rockets.
But the Navy rockets aren’t that good- the ones I made for the Army are better, can’t I use those.
No, you have to use the Navy rockets.
Why?
Because I said so.
Nuts.
A few months later…
Okay, launch of the Navy rocket carrying Vanguard 1, a grapefruit-sized satellite, in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1-GO!
*The rocket goes up three feet*
*Then it falls down and blows up*
That’s one way to cook a grapefruit!
(141, 149) These are funny and informative, too.
147 – OMG That’s from Looney Tunes.
Only Mr. Joe would think that grapefruits should be cooked.
I saw a recipe for cooked grapefruit once in Joy of Cooking. I think you were supposed to cut it in half, broil it, and splash it with sherry. I tried it. Once.
I hereby proclaim that no one shall die in this SSSS.
Yeah, like that’s gonna stop anyone.
*they both die*
Ooh, scary plot twist right there. *dies*
(152, 153) My youngest brother and I once stayed at my dad’s house while it was being readied for sale. A thorough foraging of the essentially empty kitchen yielded a gift box of bowtie pasta and little else. Ralph’s resourceful cooking skills produced a sauce out of almost nothing. He wanted to add some lemon juice, but all we had was a grapefruit I’d brought from home. The result was amazing.
151- I figured someone would point that out. Musers are the type that watch Looney Tunes.
Do you love me?
What is this “love” you speak of?
It’s affection for another person.
Oh.
I love you.
That’s great.
Can I hug you?
Get lost, moron.
*gets lost*
I am evil, and therefore I will-
What? Take over the world?
I was going to say, terrorize that innocent bystander for no apparent reason.
Ah, sounds fun. Mind if I join you?
*blinkblink* Dude, you’re a villain. Villains don’t ask permission. Get lost.
Hey! *pies *
* pies *
*and so on*
Halloo, chaps.
We’re engaged in a battle over a matter of villainous honor. Go away.
* becomes *
War, eh? That’s bad.
We’re bad.
That’s bad, too.
No, because to those buffoons being bad is way better than me being bad, which I am.
What?
You don’t need to know. You’re just another cheerful zombie slave.
Oh, okay. *becomes *
(to ) Maybe we should run away now.
Okay.
* and run away*
Amateurs.
Hi!
Go drool on somebody.
Okay. *drools on *
Dude!
*drools some more*
Stop that!
Hi. You’re a cheerful zombie slave, too.
Wha- *becomes *
The End
Hello, TNÖ! You seem to be enjoying your birthday.
Hello!
*edges away*
No, it’s OK. I’m not going to kill you.
Hypnotize me?
Nope.
Zombify me?
Nope.
Bunnify me?
Of course not!
You’d make a lousy rabbit anyway.
Shut up, or I’ll zombify you.
–> *shuts up*
Like I was saying, I’m not going to do anything bad to you.
–> Why not?
I’m a Plot Twist. The nice HPB.
*is a gibbering wreck*
–> Wow, this is a great plot twist!
I have a better idea.
I protest! I am the best idea! I will now zombify you all for that remark!
RUN AWAYYYYY!!!!!!!
Too late. *zombifies* *zombifies* *zombifies*
x3 Masssster…
I love plot twists.
So do I.
149-Is there a part 3?
161- Of course! There’s more history, so there’s more story on the way.
(162) We await with great suspense!
158- Oh, yes. Quite immensely.
159-
*points*
Oh look, an arrow.
Eep! A HPB!
Relax, I’m not in a zombifying mood right now.
Oh… Why not?
*points at x100* That’s why.
Ah.
You see, I just zombified all of them in roughly thirty minutes.
Right.
So I’m a bit sick of zombies right now.
And drool, I assume.
And drool.
TNÖ: Well, this is boring.
Not my problem.
TNÖ: But it’s my BIRTHDAY.
…Not my problem.
TNÖ: I would like to be ENTERTAINED.
Will you clean up the drool?
TNÖ: No, but I’ll hire someone.
Ok.
Eep! *runs away*
Hey! *runs after *
TNÖ: This is better. *drinks soda*
[meanwhile]
So then, I was just threatening the HPB with the Flower Vase of DOOM…
Yeah?
Let me guess… The HPB laughed at you.
No, he-
* and run into *
AH! *runs away*
Whatever happened to the Flower Vase of DOOM?
Oh, I ate it.
What?
You know, chew, swallow… Ate, the past tense of Eat.
TNÖ: I’m bored, and will therefore end this story.
The End
THE SPACE AGE, PART THREE.
Okay, okay, use the Army rocket!
Thanks.
In Russia:
“And now, I can reach the skies, I feel in my heart… the start of something new!” A toast to the Cheif Designer!
First he keeps using that lame codename, THEN he quotes High School Musical…
(On radio) The United States has launched it’s first satellite, Explorer 1. Already it has discovered radiation belts around the Earth, to be named after Dr. James Van Allen, in contrast to the Russian Sputnik, which only beeped.
Oh no you dih-en!
Oh yeah, it’s ON! Space Race!
We’ll put dogs in orbit! *slap*
Well, we’ll send monkeys! Everything’s better with monkeys! *slap*
We’ll put a guy up there- Yuri Gagarin! *slap*
Well, so will we- Alan Shepard! *slap*
(Kennedy) Okay, this has gone far enough. We’re going to put a person on the moon by the end of the decade and bring them back to the Earth safely! We’re going to have to do a lot of hard work.
Hard work is my middle name! Well, actually, “von” is, but…
We have to learn more about how the human body functions for long periods in space.
*Gemini program*
Okay, testing the F-1 engines that will power the moon rocket…
*Every window in Huntsville breaks*
Uh, I can fix that…
*People build Apollo capusle*
*Lots of design flaws*
*Fire during a test run*
*Three astronauts die*
Those poor men. We must honor them!
And we shall. By continuing our moon projects. They wouldn’t have wanted this to stop us.
*More work*
*Fix problems*
Let’s see you fire up our N-1 moon rocket.
‘Kay.
*Explodes*
Okay, that’s not going to work… maybe we’re rushing into things too fast?
We’re Russian whats now?
(TV reporter) 5, 4, 3, 2, 1- and we have liftoff of Apollo 11, thirteen minutes past the hour, July 17, 1969!
(165) Ha! “Everything’s better with monkeys!” Words to ——
Hold it right there! This is your third comment on this thread and you have yet to write an SSSS. That’s a violation of protocol, and you’re not going to get away with it again.
Oh, all right. Encore une fois. *clears throat*
(165) Ha! “Everything’s better with monkeys!” Words to live by.
Hold it right there! That was my line.
Nobody tells an HPB what to do.
I beg to differ. *zaps*
*explodes* *turns into a monkey*
8) (165) Ha! “Everything’s better with monkeys!” Words to live by.
166 – That was funny.
THE SPACE AGE, PART FOUR:.
July 20, 1969:
(Collins) Have fun on the moon’s surface while I stay orbiting up here alone. So utterly alone…
(Aldrin) Sorry you can’t come with, Mike. But the lander only holds two people.
(Armstrong) Yeah, sorry, Mike.
Really, it’s no big deal.
* and leave*
Neil and Buzz are gone! That means I can eat all the ice cream!
We’re approaching the landing site the computer picked out for us.
That’s good.
But it’s full of boulders, so we’ll have to find another site.
That’s bad.
And we only have a minute of fuel left!
That’s REALLY bad.
*Land safely at alternate site*
This is Tranquility Base, the Eagle had landed.
*Put on space suits*
Okay, let’s go outside and plant the flag. Do you have the flag?
Flag? I thought YOU had the flag!
Are you telling me we came all the way to the moon and forgot the flag?
Just joshing you, Neil, it’s right here.
Okay, good. Don’t scare me like that.
*Step outside*
That’s one small step for man, one giant leap for mankind!
*Five more successful Apollo missions*
*And one successful failure*
This moon program is stupid, I’m canceling it.
, , , NOOOOOOOOOOO!
Geez, it’s not like I said Vader was your father or anything.
, , , Who’s Vader?
“One small step for man, one giant leap for mankind”? Honestly. SAME THING.
“Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself: “Mankind.†Basically, it’s made up of two separate words-â€mank†and “ind.†What do these words mean? It’s a mystery, and that’s why so is mankind. â€
— Jack Handey
THE SPACE AGE, PART FIVE:.
You know, we’re the two most powerful spacefaring nations in the world, yet we keep trying to outdo each other. Imagine what we could do together!
You’re right! Let’s have our space vehicles dock up and the crews can shake hands.
*Apollo-Soyuz docking*
*Handshake*
(Astronaut) Wonder twins powers, activate!
(Cosmonaut) What?
And thus, in 1975 the Space Race ended and the modern era of cooperation began.
Meanwhile…
(Carl Sagan) The Viking probe will soon become the first spacecraft to land on Mars and take the first pictures. It will also look for life.
, Oooh, cool.
*Pictures come back*
Look, Mars has a landscape much like Earth, but with a pinkish sky!
Eh, no little green men. I’m bored.
But the instruments have found organic chemicals! This is awesome!
* is already gone*
Even I can’t get Mr. Joe to care about science.
170-*Laughs*
THE SPACE AGE, PART SIX:.
8-0 I just realized that the Voyager probe is going to travel beyond our solar system when it finishes its mission. We should put on a message in case aliens find it. So, what should we say?
“Hello, we are humans, we taste horrible, please do not come to Earth and eat us”?
“Klatu Barada Nikto”?
“Beam us up!” ?
8-0 I don’t think those are very good ideas. Let’s have do it. He’s smart.
, , Sounds good.
*Voyager Golden Record is created*
*Voyager launches, carrying it*
Hey, you know what would be really cool?
A chocolate bar as big as the Empire State Building?
Well, yeah, that would be cool. But what if we made a rocket that you could use more than once? Kind of an outer-space-airplane-reuseable-transport-thing?
That’s a great idea! Let’s call it the outer-space-airplane- reuseable-transport-thing!
That’s a bit hard to say. How about we call it a space shuttle?
*Build a model for flight tests*
Using this orbiter, Space Shuttle Constitution, we will perform upper atmospheric tests to see how the shuttle will land.
How about we call it the Enterprise, after the ship from Star Trek? Not that I WATCH Star Trek…
Okay, Enterprise it is! Not that I watch Star Trek either, but…
*Enterprise tests*
*First real shuttles are built*
April 12, 1981:
Twenty years ago, on this day, Yuri Gagarin became the first person in space. Now, we are launching Space Shuttle Columbia, the first in what will be a fleet of many. How does it feel to be here at this historic moment?
It’s awesome!
It’s marvelous!
It’s Godzilla! Godzilla! Godzilla!
How disrespectful!
Eh, that’s what they said about Sputnik, too.
172-These are GREAT!
173- Thank you. I’m nearing the end, though, I’m afraid. I’ve tried to make this Stupid Senseless Smiley History funny, and I hope I’ve succeeded.
Hee Hee hee. Love the history!!!
Isn’t it one small step for a man, though? It was on Bo’s fact page once.
(175) It was more like “one small step for [a] man.” Sophisticated computer analysis of the original recordings might have detected an “a” in that sentence long after the fact, but I defy anyone to hear it in the broadcasts the whole world (including me) heard when it happened.
I’ve always wondered whether those sound technicians weren’t just trying to make Neil Armstrong feel better.
(If Armstrong had had a copy of “Helpful Hints for Kokonspirators” with him on the moon flight, he’d have seen it right there in black and white: “On important occasions, always enunciate.”)
Hi.
Hi.
Was I supposed to be doing something?
I dunno.
174-The End?
178- I’m pretty close to the present day and already on the current tech.
THE SPACE AGE, PART SEVEN:
Comet Halley is coming close to Earth soon. The last time it came around, there were a lot of people who thought the world was going to end.
*Flashback*
We’re doomed! Doomed!
*Flashback*
But today we are too smart for that sort of stuff.
We’re doomed! Doomed!
Who let Mr. Joe into this lecture? As I was saying, we will send probes to visit Comet Halley.
*Probes fly close*
*Photograph nucleus of comet*
*Scientists are happy*
Meanwhile:
Our new space station, Mir, will be built in stages. We are going to launch the first part very soon. Here it is now.
Somebody wrote a nonsense word on the side! “MNRâ€. Mean anything to you, boss?
That’s how you spell Mir in Russian, you dumbbell!
Ohhhhhhh….
THE SPACE AGE, PART EIGHT:
(Peter Diamandis) You know, when I was a kid, my parents said someday I could go into space when I was grown up. Well, here I am, grown up, and not in space. And it stinks! But you can help me, Mr. Ansari!
How can I help you? I don’t know any spacemen. I’m just a simple rich dude.
You can offer ten million dollars to the first company that can build a spaceship without help from the government.
It’s that easy? Sure thing! What will we call this competition?
I was thinking “Ansari X-Prize”.
Why “X”?
Because x is, like, the coolest letter, dude.
Can’t argue with that.
*X-Prize is announced*
(Burt Rutan) Wow! Ten million bucks! Think of how many baseball cards I could buy with that! Good thing I’m already a semi-famous airplane designer.
*Draws plans*
Okay, so SpaceShipOne will be carried to fifty thousand feet by the carrier plane, then it will separate, ignite its rocket engines, fly into space, and come safely back down to the runway. Now I just need a friendly and adventurous rich person to help me buy the materials.
Microsoft headquarters:
(Paul Allen) Wow, this X-Prize the newspaper talks about sounds really cool. I’m a friendly and adventurous rich person, I just need a semi-famous airplane designer to bankroll.
*Needless to say, they team up*
*In late September and early October 2004, SS1 makes three flights that carry the pilots ( , and ) into sub-orbital space*
Well done, guys! You rock!
*Big car drives up*
This doesn’t look good. If a comes out, we jump him, on the count of three, ‘kay? One…
, , ‘Kay.
*Door opens*
Two…
* steps out*
Stop! He looks harmless!
Of course I’m harmless! I’m Richard Branson and I want to team up with your company and take people into space in your SpaceShips!
And YOU wanted to tackle him.
THE SPACE AGE, PART NINE:
In 2001, Mir deorbited and fell into the Pacific Ocean off Australia. Taco Bell placed a large floating target in the ocean and promised to give every person in the US a free taco if a piece of Mir hit the target. Sadly, none did.
, , BOO! WE WANT TACOS! WE WANT TACOS!
But luckily, construction had begun on a replacement- the International Space Station! 18 countries are contributing to the ISS, benefiting both science and international relations. Becasue the Constellation Program will soon take people on journeys to the Moon and Mars, we have a lot of learning about space to do!
We’ll fly the modules up in our shuttle once they’re built!
We’ll bring people and food up!
We’ll aid Russia in the resupplying!
We’ll build a science lab!
And I’ll bring myself!
, , , NO! The whole reason we’re building a space station is so we don’t have to be on the same planet as Mr. Joe!
Meanwhile, in Mojave…
Great work, guys! We’re on track to provide public flights on SpaceShipTwo by 2009!
I’m going to take my mother up on our first flight. Maybe that will make up for me not becoming a dentist like she wanted.
As of July 15th, 2008, three countries and one private company have sent humans into space. We’ve come a long way in the first fifty years of The Space Age, but we can only wonder where the NEXT fifty years will take us…
KaiYves, these are great. I’ve been enjoying them so much!
“I’m really, really tired.”
“Why are you surprised?”
“I’m not, I’m just tired from staring at the computer screen, and being awake for much too long. Besides, it’s heightened by the fact that I have this weird tan line around my eyes, because I didn’t have any sunscreen on the other day and I got burnt around my glasses, and now I look all weird.”
“Stupid emoticon, why do you expect sympathy from me? I have none to give. I feel no emotions, well, except for annoyance at Mr. Green….but that’s another thing.”
“You mean that you never feel remorse after zombifying, bunnifying and torturing other emoticons? How inhuman is that?!”
“Of COURSE I’m inhuman!! Humans are foul and moronic creatures, fit only for giving us pleasure by torturing them!!”
“You mean that you never feel remorse?”
” What is this re-rem….”
“Remorse.”
“Yes that, remor-umm, remorse. What is this remorse that you speak of?”
“Hey guys, what’cha doin’?”
“Go away, zombie slave, you irritate me.”
*bursts into tears*
“why are you so meeaaaaaaaaan to me?”
“Return to your zombie state, at once!!” *zombifies*
“Yessss, master.”
“No remorse? Wow. That;s all I can say. Wow, wow, wow.”
“Oh go away. Or better yet, go make yourselves into dinner, I’m hungry and I don’t feel like eating you both raw.”
“WHAT?!?!?!”
“Oh, I forgot. you’re not zombified yet.” *zombifies*
“Yesss, master. We will go make ourselves into some delicious dish for your culinary pleasure.” *skip off arm in arm to cook themselves*
“Remorse. HA.”
Okay, I’m tired. Obviously.
ARGH! Weird smileys! It’s affecting these:
8)
Urk. Now it’s on-off.
What are you worrying about?
(Me): You’re blurry
I’M BLURRY?!?!?! *runs frantically off a cliff*
Yes. You’re BLURRY. Wait… *looks down* Now you’re liquidy. Eww.
Oh, no, wait I’M blurry! *runs off cliff*
We must be getting close to town. We’re hitting more people.
Ow.
I’m too cool to be bothered by such trivial things.
Oh yeah? How bout this? *is pink*
Darn. *implodes*
Can you fix the smiley pweez? TYVM!
Well, you ridiculous smileys, you’re on-off blurry. WELL?!?!?! What have you got to say for yourselves???
8) Sorry.
Well, I’m NOT sorry.
Well, you can’t be blurry, so I guess that’s fine.
Okay! We’re cool, right?
Right.
Okay. Just checking. *eats *
Blah.
What did you say?
Blah.
What does that mean?
Blah blah.
Huh?
He’s speaking Blah!
OMG!
Dude, that’s sweet.
But what’s it mean?
Blah.
I speak Blah, myself.
What’s he saying?
I think…it sounds like…”beware.”
Beware of what?
BLAH!
He says, beware of HPBs.
An HPB!
OMG!
Dude, not cool.
What’s an HPB?
I am.
BLAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! -runs-
He says, “Run away!” -runs-
-runs-
Huh?
Mwahahahahahahahahahahaha!
That doesn’t sound good. -runs-
-pursues-
I love my life!!!!
I HATE YOU
turns into why?
I’M GONNA BUNNIFY YOU MUHWAHAHA!!!!
LOLLIPOP LOLLIPOP OOOOOOOOOOHHH LOLLYYY-
Shut up
turns into NEVER!!!!
:confused: What the doughnut…
Your a doughnut hahaha!!
(everyone is ) :confused:
RSSSS part 1
me=
Hey…
Can I shoot you?
NO
turns into awwww…. crackers…
MUHWAHAHAHAHAHA
(shoots)
other You shot my cuz! DIE
(runs) RSSSS(really stupid senseless smiley story) part 2
You wanna know why my mouth is white?
No.
Joe?
Yeah!
I have a refridgerator light in my head.
……
Cabbagehead.
Ew, I hate cabbage! I don’t keep cabbage in my head!
Strudelbrain.
Now, I like strudel! I shall go find some strudel to keep in my head! *theme music for THE QUEST TO FIND STRUDEL* *leaves*
….
I guess I’ll take over the world. *chaos*
Dude, I think I just saw a flying cow.
That was your dog jumping.
No, dude, it was a flying COW!
Oh, I didn’t know your mother flew.
HahahahahaIdon’tgetit.
*much eyerolling*
Um.
Dude, run.
Kay.
*they run*
The End
ROBOT SMILEY STAR WARS
…the whole senate! True story, true story.
Hee Haa Hee Hee
(phone) BRIINNG BRIING BRIINNG
Hello? Hello? Who is this? (hooo ppehh HOOO peerr)
*Sorry guys, gotta take this call* Hey Vader! Whos my favorite Sith! ………. Huh? Death Star? What about the Death St- WHAT??!! THEY BLEW UP THE DEATH STAR?? WHO’S ‘THEY’?
OH ********…….****************** ***** ******* ******** ………Heh whoo. Sorry. *beep boop be doop* Oh, hold on, I got another call… HELLO? WHO THE HECK IS THIS? WHAT? Oh, hey. Huh? Coleslaw? Ok, I mean, hey,I never eat it anyway. Ok. Bye. ……… Hey, Vade. I’m back. Yeah, I’m sorry. I’ve just got a lot on my plate right now, ya know? I MEAN, A BUNCH OF ********** TEENAGERS ******* BLEW UP THE DEATH STAR! YOU CAN’T EVEN GUARD A TWO METER EXHAUST PORT!! Hehh whhooo. So, how many survivors? mm? NONE?! OH, *********. What? Build a new one? OH, REAL ORIGINAL!! THE FIRST ONE WASN’T EVEN PAID OFF!!! So where are you? You’ve been is space trying to find me? Ok, BYE!! Huh? Oh. I love you too.
THIS WAS AN ADAPTION OF ROBOT CHICKEN STAR WARS. APPARENTLY I HAVE TO PUT THIS HERE. BECAUSE ITS KIND OF A COPY. THIS WAS A ERAGON LUCAS PRODUCTION. THAK YOU FOR WATCHING
195- What?
Using my super high-powered death ray, I will reflect beams of death rays off of carefully positioned mirrors on the moon to take over the world! *fires death ray*
*death ray beams reflect off of mirrors and bounce back onto evil lair*
*evil lair blows up*
Argh!
*later*
I will now create an army of tiny robots that will spread my mind control formulae, causing the multitude of unsuspecting victims to become my mindless slaves!
*our hero, , arrives at the (new) evil lair*
Hah! I blew up your tiny robot maker!
Ah, darn.
* continues to ruin ‘s evil plans for a while*
Hey, I’ve got an idea! Let’s make an army of evil clones!
* accidentally clones instead*
1-10: Actually, we were just going to pick up pizza…
Curses!
(spokesperson) Thus ends part 1. Stay tuned for part 2, in which becomes depressed by his many failures and goes to see , the psychologist.
Hullo, TNO. The Nearly Omnipotent Haley, wasn’t it? Anyway, go on google and search for robot chicken palpatine. You shall have you’re answer.
Yay!
Why?
The End.
197- yes, and thanks.
I think I’ll create a weather machine and plunge the world into an ice age!
*blows up weather machine* Ha! I foiled your evil scheme! Again!
* becomes *
I’m a failure as a super-villain! Wah! *cries*
I’m sure with counseling, you’ll come to terms with your inability to take over the world. Sayonara.
Counseling, hm…
*later*
(psychologist) Ugh, paperwork. I hate paperwork.
(psychologist) …I hate crazy people, too.
Are you a psychologist?
(psychologist) (aside) Whoo boy. (to ) Yes.
I’m terribly depressed.
(psychologist) Do you have an appointment?
…No. I do have a death ray though! *pulls out death ray*
(psychologist) …Mmmkay. *cough* Why are you depressed, Mr., ah…
Just think of me as an enemy.
(psychologist) …
Well, not a friend, you see, because I want to take over the world.
(psychologist) …
But, see, there’s this hero…
(psychologist) …
And he keeps foiling my evil schemes!
(psychologist) …
So that’s why I’m depressed. And I want you to talk me out of it, or I will blast your brains out with my death ray.
(psychologist) …That’s a squirt gun.
IT’S A DEATH RAY!!!!!
(psychologist) This is all highly unorthodox. I’ll need payment, of course.
MRGH! *fires death ray*
* (psychologist) is doused in water*
(psychologist) …I told you it was a squirt gun.
*sigh* How much?
(psychologist) …A lot. You just ruined my best suit!
You don’t have a suit, you’re a disembodied head!
(psychologist) I HAVE A SUIT!!!
I shall now call my agent and transfer an obscenely large amount of money into a secure Swiss bank account!
(psychologist) Actually, I take credit cards…
*calls agent* *whispers into phone*
(psychologist) …*calls police*
*the police ( , , and ) arrive*
What seems to be the trouble then?
(psychologist) *indicating * I think he’s engaging in illegal activity.
Let’s arrest him! And then brutally interrogate him!
Nah, I’m sure it’s just a misunderstanding.
, you are under arrest! *arrests *
Nooooooo!
(spokesperson) Thus ends part 2. In part 3, will will see rotting away in prison with an odd skin condition, until he is rescued by his mother, . Stay tuned, and eat your vegetables!
199 – Um. *blinks*
199- urk, I meant to put “in prison with a cellmate with an odd skin condition”.
200 – these things do have “senseless” in their titles, remember?
This stinks.
(cellmate) Yeah, smells a bit like rotten eggs.
…
(cellmate) What?
I wasn’t speaking literally, you cretinous smiley.
(cellmate) …That was uncalled for.
Why don’t you have a face, anyway?
(cellmate) I get it from my dad, .
Why didn’t he have a face?
(cellmate) It was a genetic anomaly, ok?
…Right. And why are you in here?
(cellmate) Oh, I work for the Secret Police. I’m just here to make sure you don’t try any funny-
*the cell door explodes*
Where’s my little sweety-boo?
Mother?! What are you doing here?
Well, rescuing you, of course?
(guard) Hold up there, ma’am.
Oh, sorry, is this against the rules?
(guard) Um, yes.
I’m most terribly sorry! I’ll just go home then. And let me buy you dinner, it’s the least I can do after inconveniencing you so very terribly.
(guard) Ok…
Mother?!
* closes the cell door*
(cellmate) Gee, and I thought MY family had problems.
…
(spokesperson) Thus ends part 3. Part 4 will see still rotting in prison, while begins to suffer from chronic boredom.
201 – They do, but… *blinks*
202 –
TNO: Are you feeling okay? Woozy? Hyper? Anything, you know, out of the ordinary?
204 -Hyper, and sleep deprived (up til about 2 this morning, and then up early for church). No soda though, promise.
205 – And no coffee or caffeine either, okay?
206- I intend to get soda when I go to the movies at 4 though. *evil laughter*
204- Wait. Hyper isn’t out of the ordinary!
TNO, I love these! I almost wet my pants! But, seeing as I’m almost eleven, that does change my opinion quite a bit…
207 – Uh-oh.
208 – Good point.
*runs bakery* What can I get for you today, young, um, er, animal?
I want a donut.
I sell bread.
*hold up a bazooka* I want a DONUT, foolish biped.
You know what’s even better than a donut?
*sigh* WHAT?
Chocolate-covered bunnies! *dumps a vat of hot fudge over the bunny* *fudge hardens*
Mmmf-mmmph. (Translation: I knew I should have gone to Krispy Kreme.)
211 – Krispy Kreme rocks! But there aren’t any more in Minnesota.
There aren’t any more Krispy Kremes in Minnesota.
Who cares? There’s Dunkin’ Donuts.
B-but… Dunkin’ Donuts is disgusting!
But I am the CEO of DD! How dare you foul the name of our company?!?!?!
What? DD?
You know, Dunkin’ Donuts.
I don’t get it.
Foolish biped. *implodes randomly*
That was random.
Indeed it was.
I have a feeling that something is going to go horribly wrong in my life today.
You have a good sense of judgement, human.
*pies *
Wow. I wasn’t expecting that. You humans are so very original.
Really?
No, not really. *blows up *
*titter* *smirk* This is why we must conquer humans. Too much routine.
212- Why aren’t there any Krispy Kremes in Minnesota?
209- your opinion on what?
Part 4
I really, really hate psychologists.
…
…You’re a psychologist, aren’t you?
Part-time.
…Then… You force my hand, !
What?
*pulls out death ray* Ha ha ha ha!
How’d you get a death ray?
I bought it from Amazon.com
You can do that?
…
Don’t answer that.
Anyway, you’re a psychologist. I will blast your brains out with this death ray! *fires death ray*
*misses and blows a hole in the wall*
…
…
…Alternatively I could just escape. *escapes*
[meanwhile]
[not in prison]
I’m home!
…
Hello?
…
Alright then, I’ll just go to bed without supper. *goes up to room*
… … … *falls asleep*
[later]
La la la… I like secretaries!
(secretary) (aside) I hate paperwork!
* walks in*
Hello.
I am in dire need of a cure for boredom.
We’re closed!
But you can make an appointment for tomorrow!
…
What?
Goodbye. *leaves*
Suddenly, my life is just a matter of pointlessness and annoying psychologists.
???: I can help with that!
(spokesperson) Thus ends part 4. Join us next time for part 5, in which we find out who ??? really is.
THE SEA ROC, AN SSSS
(Ren) Wah. My uncle’s dead.
x3 Come back here!
(Pye) Come work on my ship.
(Ren) No.
(Pye) Yes.
(Ren) Fine.
(Tam) I am angsty and tormented.
(Ren) I like ship life now.
(Pye) You have Magic Power. So does Tam.
(Ren) Cool! … Er … that is cool, right?
(Niria and Tzil) A storm that we can’t control! Oh no!
(Tam) -is washed overboard-
(Everyone) Oh no!
(Vashkar) Tam…you must help us wipe out pirates…OR ELSE. BTW, we’ll reward you.
(Tam) Fine.
(Alexis) Hi Ren! I’m a wise and telepathic dragon/cat.
(Ren) Let’s go rescue Tam! Oh no, a trap!
(Tam) Sorry.
(Ren) No you’re not.
(Mordran) Come with me…Serve my evil ends…
(Ren) No way!
(Tam) OK.
(Tzil) ARGH TRAITOR!!!!!!! -tries to kill Tam- -gets blasted into space-
(Tam) -isn’t dead-
(Mordran) Now I’ve trapped you and you must serve my evil ends even though it will destroy you.
(Tam) OK.
(Pye) Let’s save ’em!
(Ren) Oh no! There’s someone in my mind! Attack, brain!
(Pye) Argh… -almost dies-
(Ren) Sorry, I didn’t know it was you…
(Harbor Patrol/empire) x a lot ARGH!!!!! DIEEEEEE PIIIIIRRRRRRATTTTTTTTTTTTES!!!!
(Vushtek) Run.
(Niria, Ren, Arn) x3 -run-
-They all end up on the pirate ship Wavebreaker, because the Sea Roc was taken along w/ Cpt Pye, Vushtek, &c.-
(Tam) -has nightmares-
(Ren) Stop it! You’re transferring your nightmares to me!
(Niria) I hate you, Ren. Actually I don’t anymore.
-Battle ensues between Wavebreaker and empire ship Blood Storm and Wavebreaker wins-
(Niria) Captain Pye! You’re alive!
(Tera) I will kidnap Tam and take this precious magical artifact with me. Mwahaha.
(Ren) Aw, dang, there goes the precious magical artifact.
-suspense suspense-
MY GRANDMOTHER’S LIFE (which is more intresting than you think!)
1922, Germany (Mamu’s* mom) Oh look, my baby has been born!
(Mamu) Wah. *three years pass*
(Mamu’s mom) Darn. I died from tuberculosis. *dies*
(Mamu’s dad) Oh no, my wife died! I shall marry again and keep on working in the hospital.
I willl continue later. End part 1. *Mamu- what my family calls my grandmother.
1931, Germany(stepmom) Go walk to school. In the rain. And mud.
(Mamu) Although I am somewhat mistreayed by my stepmom, I am happy because I have my best friend Inga!
(Inga) Let’s play with my brother’s old eletric trains! *time passes*
(Mamu) Darn, I have to go home.
(Inga’s mom) Come and thank me for your visit.
(Mamu) Okay, geez. (to self) I wish I did’nt have to do this.
End part 2. I will continue later.
Part 5:
Who? What? *looks around wildly* who said that?!
???: Well, me.
That doesn’t help me much. Who’s me?
* hops out from behind a bench*
…
I am me. Who else?
What?
*sighs* I’m from a race of mentally unstable, relatively violent, hypnotic bunnies, who happen to be hot pink.
Never heard of you.
Well no, there’s not many left. The rest got bored and shipped off to the nearest parallel universe. It’s got plenty of unsuspecting victims to zombify.
…
Which means of course, now nobody here knows about HPBs, so I get easy pickings.
You’re going to zombify me?!
Whatever gave you that idea?
…
Tell ya what, kid, I like you. I’ll make you a deal. I help you out of your mess with the boredom ad the psychologist, on one condition.
…What?
I get to eat your mother’s dog.
Well, dang, I hate that creature! It’s a deal!
(spokesperson) Thus ends part 5. Stay tuned for next time, when ‘s idea of relieving boredom turns out to be highly unorthodox, and makes a speedy recovery from his time in prison.
219-This is getting even more randomly exciting!
220- why thank you.
Part 6
( ‘s mother) AUGH!
(a neighbor) What?
An abnormally colored animal just ate my dog! Wah!
Oh, that’s too bad…
[meanwhile, elsewhere]
That dog was rather foul tasting.
I’m not surprised… But I’m still bored.
No worries, mate! We’re going to meet some *cough* buddies of mine.
…
[meanwhile]
Ah ha! According to my calendar of evil escapes from high-security prison cells, I have broken my record by a good three hundredths of a second! Ha ha ha ha!
Your evil laugh needs some work.
Ah! How’d you get in?!
The door was open.
…
*smirks*
[meanwhile]
THESE are your buddies?!
What, you think I’d hang out with cretinous smileys like ?
*drool*
He’s drooling!
I never said he was interesting to talk to. !
Yesshh, Masssster?
Go terrorize some random smileys, ok?
Heh. *drools and leaves to find random smileys*
[elsewhere]
This theme park is awesome!
Yeah, if you like lame kiddie rides.
What’s that supposed to mean?!
*enter *
*drool*
Dude!
Oh look, a zombie! Wonder where he came from.
*drool*
Hey! You slimed my glasses!
*throws grape jelly and some walnuts*
*enter and *
The idea was, boredom cure! Not terrorize random smileys.
You’re a “hero”, aren’t you?
… Good point.
*enter *
I think I will celebrate my record escape time by blowing up this unmoving rollarcoaster and causing rampant chaos!
Hey look, isn’t that your arch-nemesis?
…
Slowing down a bit, aren’t you, ?
… I’m going to blow up that coaster now.
You do that. I’m gonna go find some soda.
*blows up rollarcoaster*
Did you do that, too?
No, that was my lesser colleague in crime, .
…He’s my arch-nemesis.
Oh, a lucky break. Go get him. Whatever you “hero” people do.
Hey, ! *chases *
*runs away*
…
…
I really have nothing to say.
Score one for the bunnies?
Certainly not for the rollarcoaster people.
*still running* AAAAAAAAH!
This has been part 6. Stay tuned for part 7, in which something AS YET UNDETERMINED will happen.
oh snap, the smiley was wrong.
It was supposed to be .
[Fortunately, a Smiley Gnome happened to be passing by.]
This particular reminds me of the Gentleman with Thistledown Hair.
223- why?
223- I don’t see the similarity, but I heartily approve of any reference to JS&MN, so yay!
(224) A powerful, dangerous “friend” who offers to “help” you but whose assistance you’re likely to regret even if you survive it.
Ah…
Part 7
Whew! That was a close one.
I wonder if that had anything to do with your running into the dumpster…
…If you don’t have anything constructive to say, go steal something for me.
Like what?
Surprise me.
Good or bad?
…
Right, on my way. *leaves*
Now that is gone, I will further my quest to take over the world by launching a high-powered death ray into orbit! *starts building death ray*
[a week later]
I’m back!
Took you long enough.
*shrugging* I wanted to give you time to build your latest death ray.
…
Anyway, I stole a whole fleet of Interspace Destroyers from the HPBs in one of the parallel universes!
…
Oh yeah, you’ve got a visitor!
*enter *
Hey, friend. Um, sorry about the IDs.
What about them?
…
He was hungry, so I told him he could eat them.
They tasted way better than that hero’s mom’s dog.
( ‘s mother) You!
Yes?
You ate my dog!
*to * What sort of evil lair is this? The civilians know you live here.
He gets this magazine…
You ate my dog!
You said that already!
I’m gonna eat you!
Oh, bad idea. I’ll give you indigestion.
…
It’s true.
*enter *
Mother?
Oh, the HERO knows where you live, too! Geez, man, that’s even worse.
…It’s a good magazine!
You kidnapped my mother!
Actually, that’s not how it-
I can’t believe you’d stoop to such a low level!
*to * This is getting quite exciting!
Brilliant plan, by the way.
Thank you. I do have my strokes of genius.
What’re you gonna do, blow up my death ray?
No…
Ooh, you’re in trouble now, pet-eaters!
I’m going to do something UNEXPECTED!
Like what?
Mr. Joe?
*enter *
Well, howdy folks.
… You didn’t!
As we discussed, Mr. Joe.
But that seems so animalistic and barbaric!
He’s a villain! You and your colleagues arrested him a few weeks ago!
It was a misunderstanding, I told you. That’s why they let him out so early.
…He escaped by blowing a hole in the wall! They didn’t let him out!
Well, that’s what they say. Have to maintain a good reputation, don’t they?
…You know, I think I’ll just leave now.
(spokesperson) This has been part 7. In part eight, and get a visit from a strange visitor with a rosy disposition.
~In response to 212~
= Me
= Dad
Yay, there’s a Dunkin Donuts shop right by my school! I can get donuts any time I want!
Um, Dunkin Donuts aren’t nearly as good as Krispy Kremes or any of the donuts from the small companies around town. And besides, donuts are bad for you.
I don’t care!!! Dunkin Donuts is the closest!!! I would love it if a Krispy Kreme shop randomly appeared, but that’s not going to happen!!!
( and school buddies get donuts throughout the year, untill…)
(As is driving her to school) Hey, the donut shop looks different.
Yeah, I read in the paper they sold that one. There’s an upstart donut company in there now.
( reads sign)
DAYNIGHT DONUTS??? That’s so tacky!!! I hate them!!! I will never buy donuts there again!!!
I also read in the paper that that store was the last one in the northwest.
NOOOOOO!!! I hate you, Daynight Donuts!!! You took away our beloved donut company!!!
(Eyes suspiciously)
And that is the story of how we lost our beloved donut shop. And now I can’t get donuts anymore after school because I hate Daynight Donuts and their tacky name.
(Teacher) Ok, class. How is everybody doing today?
Donuts donuts donuts donuts DONUTS.
(Teacher) I don’t have any donuts today.
We want DONUTS. Give us donuts.
(Teacher) You stop that or all give you all an F on today’s zombification quiz!
We don’t care. School reeks. Donuts fuel our evil plans. GIIIIIIVE.
(Teacher) Why do I even try? *gives donuts*
YAYYYYYYYYY! *munch down with sharp bunny teeth* Nom nom nom nomn nom… Now we can go bunnify! MUHAHAHAHAHAAAA!
Hey guys, I hear you dislike HPBs!
Yep. HPBs, I mean come on, P-I-N-K? How non-macho is THAT?
(with sunglasses) We’re maroon, not PINK!
Oh yeah, well, you don’t wear Metallica shirts, anyway, so you are like, soooo not cool.
*Steam comes out of ears*
Hey dude, care to go to the pizzeria? Y’know, like, get away from that little terror?
Sure, let’s go to–er…
Oh, rockin’! Let me bring my HPB friends!
later…
Great, dude. How are we going to EVER get away from…these little HPBs?
I wouldn’t worry about that. Worry about yourself…*sniggers evilly*
Heeheehee! Stupid stupid humans…
+ DARN IT!
later…
Pretty high quality fun, was that not, friends?
YES!!!! Humans are our slaves! YES!!!
The Dubiously Shortened Adventures of Mr.Green, Part 10
After my cofee lapse, I have no choice but to become a gentleman. Hello there, young fellow!
Fool. Stop speaking to me in that happy sappy tone.
What tone?
You know perectly well what tone. Now, give me that donut.
Which donut? This? *holds up a bomb shaped donut* Ummmmmmm, ok. You can have it. *gives bomb*
Really? Oh, good-*BOOOOOOOOOOM*
Wh-where m my donut…? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH WANT DONUT! *rant5s ion and such*
THE END (see, I told you it was dubiously short)
I’ve been told that it’s been said
I’ve been told that it’s been said
We’re off to war cos’ we’re not yet dead
We’re off to war cos’ we’re not yet dead
Become a knight and you’ll go far
Become a knight and you’ll go far
In suspenders and a bra
In suspenders and a bra?!?!
All for one,
None for none,
Slightly less for people I don’t like,
And a little bit more for me!
I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’VE BEEN TOLD
I DON”T KNOW WHAT I’VE BEEN TOLD
BUT THE END OF THE WORLD IS VERY COLD
BUT THE END OF THE WORLD IS VERY COLD
BUT THE END OF THE WORLD IS VERY PINK
uh oh
*bunnifies*
235- lol.
Part 7
Ok, that’s IT!
What’s it?
I am sick and tired of paperwork! I quit!
What?!
And now I’m going to live a life of adventure and harmful UV rays as I make a living giving people boat rides in the Caribbean!
…
What? It’s what I’ve always wanted to do!
Oh, and people should always follow their dreams…
…No they shouldn’t.
Well, no, not when they interfere with my dreams, but adventure and harmful UV rays, hey, at least it’s out of my way, right?
Ha! see? Sayonara!
… , I think that your life’s philosophy is flawed. Perhaps you would like to sign up for a few quick sessions?
What, and make you work through all that paperwork?
I can hire a new secretary!
Not if can help it. She’s out there now, calling every secretarial firm in the country, warning them about you. Heh, my idea.
What… But…
I majored in Unorthodox Torture Methods in HPB U. Graduated top of my class, to.
What?
*smirks* Have fun filling out those forms! Catch ya later!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
(spokesperson) This has been part 7. Tune in next time for part 8, which may or may not involve finally getting around to the business of conquering the world.
(Boot Camp For Motes)
I don’t know what you’ve been told!
We don’t know what we’ve been told!
But bunny attacks are getting old!
Bunny attacks are getting old!
Wanna bet? *blows them up*
Come on troops, let’s go corrupt the government!
As if that hasn’t happened already…
(me) (Hides under desk)
(MBers) NO MORE NO MORE
(me) I’ll never stop writing RSSSS never!!!
chase with baseball bats
I won’t stop writing until I’ve writin’ all 125 RSSSS
What? Too much?
RSSSS PART 3
236-That should actually be Part 8, right?
239- er, yes. My bad. Or you could blame the time travel fairies…
The Random Files, Part One
I’m a beautiful, wonderful, flying fairy princess ballerina superhero donut!
Donut? *chompfs :D*
I’m a beautiful, wonderful, flying fairy princess ballerina with no lower torso!
*chompf*
Or legs!
Or arms! Or fingers! Or…
Hush.
You hush, foolish biped. *chompfs ‘s face*
Mmm mmmph mmmph mmm-mm mmmh!
8) *looks weirdly at ) Dude…not chilled dude, totally not psychadellic…
Shut up, foolish human, or I’ll have you as an horderve!
8) Riiiiiiiight.
Yeah. Right.
8) Prove it.
Why should I? You probably don’t even taste good.
8) Exactly.
D’oh! *smacks head*
8) Yeah, boi! You got served, dood! *does a weird ganster dance*
But why should that stop me from destroying you anyway? *bunnifies*
Mmm-mmmmmph-mm-mpphmmmmp!
Shut it. *also bunnifies*
AT THE HPB ANNUAL COLLECTION MEETING
(Head Bunny Ruler) HPB Bob,how many slaves have you collected for us this quarter?
I got half a flying fairy princess ballerina superhero donut, and a skater punk.
(HBR) Verrrrry productive. Please leave.
Somehow, I knew that was going to happen. *leaves*
8) (zombified) Must..take…over…the…world…
(zombified) Must…take…over…the…world…with DONUTS…
(HBR) Donuts? *chompfs*
THE END!
Why so serious?
Mm, I dunno, I’m just kinda tired.
I’m tired of these mother****** snakes on this mother******* plane!
Oh. Wait, what plane? You’re not even on a plane!
I’m on your mom.
That is so killed.
YOU KILLED MY BROTHER!!!
Dude, what’s your problem?
The problem with the French is that they have no word for entrepeneur.
What? The French? Speaking of French, I’m hungry. Got any fries?
Double double supersize and don’t forget the fries. CRISPY.
You bother me.
Bother bother bother!
You know what? Forget it. So, what’s up?
Gas prices.
Ha, ha, ha.
Ha ha ha ha.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Ha h– NO! Stop! Leave me alone!
LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!
If you don’t quit, I’ll throw this bucket at you.
I haz a bucket no they b stealin ma bucket!
Whatever, man. I’m leaving, and I’m taking this bucket with me.
Aw, they took my kidney.
I didn’t take you kidney. Now don’t eat so much chocolate and I may come back later.
CHOKLIT RAIN.
Ugh. *leaves*
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
I didn’t even say anything that would trigger that? You might as well say something random like… boots!
Shoes. Shoes. OMG shoes.
*stabs mrgreen*
Ah. I’ve been shot. *dies*
Six spdzk points if you can tell me where all of the quotes from there came from, except you killed my brother. Because you wouldn’t know what one.
243- I know that the snakes quote is from the movie Snakes on a plane, ‘Shoes’ is a Youtube video, ‘Leave Britney Alone’ is another crazed rant (also probably viewable on youtube), ‘Bother bother’ is Potter Puppet Pals, ‘Aw they took my kidney’ is Charlie the Unicorn goes to Candy Mountain. I’ll take my points now please!
244- He said name them all.
OPINIONS Topic- Halloween.
It’s Halloween! CandycandycandyWHEEEE!!!!!
Halloween sucks.
:green: Halloween makes me think of rotting pumpkins.
((Yawn. I’m falling asleeee[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ nbbbbbbbbbbhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Oops.))
The problem with the French is that they have no word for entrepeneur.
–George W. Bush. I think.
I haz a bucket no they b stealin ma bucket!
–Lolcats
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
–The HPBs?
242- *Is Clueless*
Part 9
Ah, at last! The white house!
It’ll look much better when it’s pink.
Who said that?!
Who cares?
Er, right. Wait, what-?
Ooh, look, over there!
I don’t see any-MMPF!
Foolish human.
[later, elsewhere]
*watches TV*
*on TV* Hello, hapless citizens of the United States of Bunnydom.
Huh?
It is my greatest regret to inform you that, well, I ate the former president on the day of his inauguration.
WHAT?!
Well, alright, it is not to my greatest regret. His new suit was quite tasty. But still, it is sure to be of some regret to you lot.
[elsewhere]
Maybe I can kidnap the president!
*turns on TV* Aaaaand maybe not.
*still on TV* So now what was formerly the U.S. of America is now the U.S. of Bunnydom. Any resisters will be zombified. Or eaten, if I’m hungry.
…
Looks like someone beat you to it, buddy.
(spokesperson) This has been part 9 (hah got the number right this time didn’t I?). Tune in next time for part 10, when expands the U.S.B.
“How does this work?” *Attempts to work a lighter*
“Here, you just do it like this….” *flicks lighter*
“Oh, okay, like this?” *tires* *fails*
“To work any machine you just have to be 10% smarter than it, here, like this…”
“Thanks, you have no idea how much that does for my self esteem.” *tries again* *fails* “Argh!”
“Never mind, I’ll do it for you.”
“Don’t bother.” *explodes universe*
“Oh, I guess that takes care of that.”
“You bet, just doing my civic duty.”
Based on a true story. (really!) I was the one who couldn’t work the lighter, in case you were wondering…….. The part with the HPBs was fiction though……..
248-I love this SSSS!
250- Why thank you. I shall write more tomorrow, probably.
I haz donut!
We can haz donut?
O, hallo thar! No, this hur b myne donut.
Gitz away we haz a bom
I no carez this hurr b myne donut go find ur own
All ur base belongz to us
Do not want
We no blow upz wurld if u givz us donut
ur ofring plzs me hurr go
nom nom nom nom
so u no blowz up wurld?
lol stewpid hoomin we r b kiddin! *blows up everything*
I hate talking in that stupid idiotic voice. *eats some donut*
, I feel your pain. *eats some donut*
Watz u b tlkin abowt I tlkz lyke dis awl durr time! nom nom
Ooooookay then.
Part 10
Ah, the simple pleasures of brutal conquest.
(flight attendant) We will arrive in Paris in approximately fifteen minutes. We hope you enjoyed the flight.
… I did not enjoy the flight.
Why not?
Your vapid and meaningless smile annoys me.
…
Also, my soda was flat.
* becomes *
I’M A FAILURE!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAH!
…Don’t do that.
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-
Stop it! *zombifies*
* becomes *
Heh. Masssssster.
That’s better. Now go stir things up while I plan my attack on Belgium.
(on intercom) Attention, passengers *drool* It has come to my attention *drool* that a highly contagious and 100% fatal virus has been *drool* released into the cabin.
, , (passengers) …
There is no need for alarm.
Hm. Never had that before. Bravo!
*chaos*
*more chaos*
Have I pleassssed the massssssster?
Very much so. Have a donut.
*chomf chomf chomf*
(spokesperson) Thus ends part 10. Stay tuned for part 11, in which wreaks havoc in France before continuing on to Belgium, the target.
253-Yay!
Part 11
(in terminal) Paris is reported to be lovely this time of year, is it not?
Masssster…. Paris is supposed to be *drool* lovely every time of year.
It is an outrage! It cannot be allowed.
…
So. It all comes down to this. Drool or pie?
…What?
Do I zombify people, and cover the city in drool? Or do I start a monumental pie war, splattering everything with banana cream?
Why not both?
…This is very odd.
How so, masssster?
You seem to have an unusual capacity for good ideas.
…
That’s a compliment.
Ah. Thank you.
[later, in Paris]
*throws pies from the top of Eiffel Tower* Mwah ha ha!
*drool*
Hey, you!
Me?
Yes, you.
What?
Apple or banana cream?
What?!
Which is better?
Oh. Apple.
Foolish human! *zombifies*
(II) *drool*
Now, answer my question again.
(II) Banana cream, masssssster.
Very good.
(I) Banana cream splatters much better.
Exactly.
[below the tower]
(tourist) *click click click*
*SPLAT*
Ah!
(another tourist) Heh, you got pied!
SHUT UP! *pies*
Hey! *pies*
*pie hits *
Oy vey! *pies*
*chaos ensues*
MWAH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
(spokesperson) This has been part 11. Stay tuned for part 12, in which grows bored with Paris and moves on to Belgium.
Ah! the smiley!
Hello, I am a kitten.
I am another kitten.
I am the Incredibly Awesome Kyra.
I’m going to sit on Kyra’s lap!
You’re so cute!!! AWWWWWW!!! I will pet you and pet you and pet you while I post on MB!
Ummmmm, Kyra….
I have lured you into my presence, and now, I shall learn all the secrets of MuseBlog!
Oh, no, what have I done???
I will save you! *Attacks *
I love you, little kitty.
Do you love me now?
I’m not sure. *Runs away*
Dang. I’ll have to cuddle up against someone else.
~THE END~
Woah. I thought I put a line between the HPBs and the Mr. Greens. Oh, well.
Hello, you pink little fluffy thing.
Hello, you round biped smiley thing.
I’m a round and biped thing?
Yes, you are.
Well, at least I’m better than you.
Are you?
Yes. I think.
Maybe you’re the wierd one, and I’m the normal one.
Get outta town!
No, really. Think about it. Perhaps everything you once thought isn’t. Perhaps bunnies are normal, and humans are strange. Perhaps good is evil, and evil is good. Perhaps white is black, and black is white. Perhaps the universe does not exist, and this is all just a dream. Everything you care about is imaginary. Things are not what they seem. Pain, emotion, and thoughts are stimulated. Nothing is true. Nothing is real.
I don’t believe that! I can’t believe that! Argh! You’re causing me to question all of my cherished beliefs! I’m being tortured mentally! My world is turning upside-down! I can’t take it anymore! *brain explodes*
Mehehehahahahaha…
259-
x 1000: *live in continuous violence*
Would you stupid people stop fighting?
x 1000: No. We’d rather not. *fight with each other*
Okay, then. *mind control*
x 999: *stop walking, thinking, breathing, or doing anything* *soon die*
Hm. Oops. Hehe. I wonder what happened to the 1 that didn’t die?
GRRR!
HOLY CARP! What happened to you?
For some reason, your hypnosis had an opposite effect on me. I’ve become a cannibalistc orc-like creature. A reaver.
What are you talking about?
Ever watch the movie Serenity? Or at least the TV series Firefly?
Um, no.
Okay then, whatever. I’m going to torture, kill, skin, and eat you now. Then I’ll build myself a spaceship, decorate it with your blood, and go off mauling and terrorizing the universe. RAAAAARRRR!!!!!!!
Argh! *runs*
Muffin?
No thanks, I don’t like muffins.
You don’t like muffins???
*Long song that I don’t know the words to*
*takes bite of muffin* Mmm. You were right. Muffins are tasty!
*smiles*
(Michael, boy in my school) *to Mr. J, my teacher* Are you CEREAL?!?!
(Me) Yeah, he’s Captain Crunch!
True story. *smugness*
262~ MUFFIN FILMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That one’s Muffinalle. *laughs* (Although I think the last line is, “Muffins are great!”)
263 – …
~ MASHED-UP SSSS, Part I ~
Oh, my.
What is it?
I have suffered a traumatic experience.
What?
I… saw… a… hot pink bunny!!!!
*GASP!* Oh, wait. I’M a hot pink bunny. Are you insinuating something?
Nope. What does ‘insinuating’ mean, anyway?
I… actually… don’t know.
Well, who does?
Let’s ask the vampires!
…
…Ever read Twilight?
Yes, but…
Then stop being so freakin’ BIASED and come with me!
‘Kay.
+ skip off nervously too see (the vampires).
I thought the vampires were supposed to be drop-dead gorgeous.
They are.
…
WELL?!?!?! Go ask the question!
…
Fine, I’ll ask for you. O vampires, what does ‘insinuating’ mean?
Nitwit, blubber, oddment, tweak!
…
THE VAMPIRES HAVE SPOKEN!
…
So, let’s go to Number Four, Privet Drive!
TO BE CONTINUED…
263- It sounds better spoken. Nice comeback though, no? Also ♥ the SSSS.
265- …WOW. That was awesome.
Hm, so this is Belgium.
(the flight attendant) It’s quite uninteresting.
I’ll say.
So why exactly did you decide to come here? I mean, any European country would do nicely.
…I closed my eyes and waved a pencil over a map.
And Belgium was the one you landed on?
No, Belgium was the only one that didn’t get covered in graphite.
Ah.
*with megaphone* Hey! Belgium… People!
, , What?!
I’m expanding my empire! You are now faithful citizens of the U.S.B.
, , NO! We will never surrender!
*cough* Let me rephrase that… You have two choices: be my faithful citizens, or be my cheerful zombie slaves.
Like me!
No, not like him. You see, he’s an unusually witty and independent cheerful zombie slave. You guys would be mindless zombies.
So, like me, only with the brainpower of a flea!
*shrugging* Pretty much.
, , … Er…
“Hail, O Great One” would do nicely.
, , Hail, O Great One!
(the hero) Stop there, ! Your plans for world domination will never succeed.
Eh, whatever. Faithful citizens of USB, capture that smiley!
* is captured*
Heh. Foolish human.
So zombify me, freak. My legacy will live on and inspire someone else to defeat you!
I’m just going to brainwash you into becoming a spokesperson for the International Asparagus Foundation.
…Why?
Because people will think that you are doing that because you’ve accepted ‘s leadership, and have no reason to continue being a hero.
Duh.
…meh…
Faithful citizens, take him to the brainwash machine!
* is carried towards the brainwash machine*
(spokesperson) This has been part 12. Tune in next time for part 13, in which goes to Belgium.
Belgium! Belgium! Belgium chocklit! *disgustingly cheerful*
267 – I know, right?
…Wait. Was that sarcastic?
~ MASHED UP SSSS, PART II ~
and arrive at Privet Drive.
Oh look, a baby!
He has a lightning scar on his forehead.
Oh, that? That’s the signature of my… brother’s… teeth… marks.
Your BROTHER bit a BABY?!?!?!?!
He’s not just any baby! He’s the Chosen One!
…
Yeah! He’s gonna blow up the Death Star!
Don’t you mean he’s gonna become the evil dark lord then redeem himself at the last minute?
Whatever.
(the baby) WAAAAH! I want my mommy!
Your father was a hamster and your mother smelled of elderberries!
+ …
You know nothing about Monty Python, so shut up.
Yes, master. Wait – you’re not my master! The Dark Lord Sauron is my master!
…
My preciousssssssssssssssssssssssssss…
SSSS That Will Probably Talk About Random Things – Part I
I’m in an SSSS! *Gasps* I’m so scared! What if I mess up? I can’t do it!
8) You’re already started, dude.
I have? *Faints*
8) Dude! Now I have to carry the SSSS all by myself.
Not so fast? I’m here? I can help you carry it?
8) You can, dude?
I can?
*Wakes Up* Where … Am … I ?
8) You’re where you were when you fainted, dude.
This is awkward? Come back for Part II later?
264- Artistic liscence on my part. “Tasty” sounds better than “great”.
269- No, not sarcastic.
Hey there! What’s up?
I don’t know. What IS up?
Not much. How’s your day going?
I don’t know. How IS my day going?
You tell me, how am I supposed to know? That’s why I asked.
Well, how ARE you supposed to know? Why DID you ask?
Okay, now you’re just being weird.
Okay, maybe I AM just being weird. Or maybe YOU’RE just being weird. Or maybe we’re all trapped in a time paradox of weird eccentric happening that cause me to accent different parts of my sentance that would normally need no accentation anyway but result in my seeming to be rude and insinuating something, like maybe YOU’RE being weird or you’re BEING weird or you’re being WEIRD. Or maybe it’s all the other way around, maybe I’m doing all that and you’re just a normal bystander who just happened to ask me how my day was going when really my day’s going very badly and I’m just in a foul mood and I really don’t feel like talking to you right now but instead am going to go on and on and on about a subject that’s not even important to you and that’s just sucking time out of everyone’s day and the time isn’t even being recycled and that’s no good for the environment which is going to corrupt the town then the state then the country then the world then China and Europe and the world an the universe all because you had to ask me what was up, now how do you feel about THAT, huh?HUH?
Um. Okay then. I’m just going to, you know, go now. See you later.
Maybe I’ll see me later too.
*rolls eyes*
273- lol
Part 13
Hmphf! That is stealing my ideas!
Actually, you decided to kidnap the president AFTER ate him.
I MEANT the take-over-the-world thing.
Well, really, he’s always planned on taking over the world, he was just, you know, more subtle about it.
First, I will book a flight to Belgium. And then I will-
Hunt down , confront him, and risk being zombified?
…
Here’s your ticket. I’m going on vacation now.
…
[later, in Belgium]
So, how do you feel?
We are dedicated to spreading the good word about the virtues of asparagus, one of nature’s most perfect foods, and-
Yes, yes. Good for you.
Did you know that asparagus is one of the most nutritionally well-balanced vegetables in existence? It leads nearly all produce items in the wide array-
Enough with the asparagus already! Faithful citizens, take him to the IAF HQ!
Ok. *takes to the IAF HQ*
Glad that’s over with.
Speaking of asparagus, I’m hungry.
…Ok…
* suddenly bursts in*
I demand an explanation!
For what?
You stole my idea for taking over the world!
The whole point of my existence IS to take over the world. You just happen to have similar goals.
…
Don’t worry though, you can rule Australia.
…
I hear it’s quite enjoyable this time of year. As long as you avoid the jellyfish.
…
Hiya!
AUGH! A ZOMBIE! *runs around in circles*
Boo!
*becomes a gibbering wreck on the floor*
That will never cease to amuse me.
(spokesperson) This has been part 13. In part 14, will do something AS YET UNDEFINED.
SSSS with Cool and Amazed.
Oh no–I’m an SSSS character–I can’t deal with it–the stress-
Muse down, dude.
What?
Muse down, like, ya know, get yo inna Muse goin’ on.
Any hints on ho to do that?
Not givin’ ya any. You gotta find out for yourself.
*confused* What?
TO BE CONTINUED.
273 – Haha!
~ MASHED-UP SSSS, PART III ~
*edges slowly away* I don’t know you…
*mutters to self* Killlll the baby… No! The baby must not be harmed! But why? Why? Just because he’s a dirty rotten KID doesn’t mean he must be protected… Wait, yes it does.
+ *look at each other oddly* *run away*
WAIT! Come back! I never knew your name! Here’s your slipper!
…But, I must leave! It’s nearly midnight! My Porsche will turn into a pumpkin!
…Why?
I dunno.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Why did you just say that?
I don’t know, I just felt that this segment of our story was over and we needed to continue later.
You know, he does have a point, I’m running out of ideas.
Yeah, I guess. Maybe we should leave off at this point.
Okay.
Let’s go play Calvinball!
Nah, that’s so twenty-eight seconds ago. Let’s play Paker!
Whatevs.
+ …
TO BE CONTINUED!
RSSSS part 3 HPB SHENANIGANS
( shoots):::::::::::::::
waht er yeh do’un
This (zombifies)
ssssye asretm
……
Get me a cheesepuff
sye asret (gets machine gun)
I asked for a cheesepuff!!
*turns into*
uhoh
*shoots* ::::::::::::::::::::::
Stupid bunny *drools*
(sighs) my emotes never turn out right
277-???
277- don’t ask, just don’t ask
There’s only going to be one unamed smiley here, and she will change ever so often.
TV… bleh… watching TV…
Yes, you’re watching TV. Watching TV has turned you into a zombie. Can I go now and actually do something intresting?
No… *drool*…
*sigh* *pulls out Muse* *reads*
*from TV* Hey, zombies that I created from my TV program!
Yessss massster…?
Here’s another segment of boring trash! And if the human sitting next to you is reading the magazine Muse, eat the mag!
Yessss massster… *pulls magazine from and eats it*
Hey! That’s Muse! You can’t eat Muse!
… *watches boring trash*
You listen to me, mister! I’m a girl, you hear that? A GIRL!
… ohoh. I don’t feel so good. I will go away from the girl and barf up magazine. *takes off on plane to Hong Kong*
I’m Tessa Hayes, mister! (not my real last name) You won’t get away with this! *accidently takes off on plane to Berlin*
TO BE CONTINUED…
Wait… and the zombie and the HPB too. They’ll be unamed, but won’t change.
278- You need two spaces on either side of a smiley unless it is at the beginning of a line, in which case you only need two spaces after the smiley. Like this, only with spaces instead of periods:
: smiley :..: smiley :..: smiley:..[text]
or
[text]..: smiley :..[text]
Hope that helps.
~THE ADVENTURES OF CRUMBLES ~
Hello. My name is Crumbles.
That’s just great.
Are you being sarcastic?
No.
I think you’re being sarcastic.
Too bad.
I take offense to sarcasm.
Oh, I’m sorry. Did I hurt your feelings?
Yes. *sniffle*
What a big tough guy you are.
Go away.
Sure, I’ll leave.
I don’t like you.
Oh, I’m so sad. Crumbles doesn’t like me.
You’re a mean jerkface!
Oh, I’m so depressed. Crumbles thinks I’m a mean jerkface.
I hate you!
Oh, Crumbles hates me. Boohoohoo.
I wish you were dead!
Oh, I’m so terrible. Crumbles wishes I were–
SHADDUP!!! *brutally murders everyone*
(Reaver smiley from post #261:) *kills * *eats flesh*
(Dead Crumbles:) Yay! I got my wish!
(Reaver:) Shaddup. Dead people can’t talk. *chews flesh*
284-5: Hm, cheerful!
RSSSS part 4 (Stupid stuff i’ve done)
A TRUE STORY
(me)Lalalalala (puts hand under stapler)
(staples hand)
Oww, Mom I stapled myself.
(Mom) Your kidding,right?
~Stupid stuff i’ve on the U.S.S. Battleship~
Yay I’m on a WWII ship
(wacks head on low doorway)
Oww
((( In my defense I didn’t know there were staples in it)))
wHaT tHe!!!!!
ALL HAIL WILLIAM ALL HAIL WILLIAM
on 287 I accidently put my alter ego…
288- Nice job.
THE ADVENTURES OF TESSA HAYES
Okay, people, where are you hiding that little green freak?!
Guten tag! Vie gates?
Okay, why are you speaking german? Didn’t that imbecile take off to Hong Kong… *sees Brandenbourgh Gate* Oo, great! Just great! I’ve gone to Berlin!
*waits for answer* *doesn’t get one* *leaves*
Oi! Does anyone speak english, mates? Anyone?
I do.
Oh, good mate! I was wondering where I could find a clarinetist.
I play the clarinet.
Oh, good! I’ve been waiting for you for hours.
Waiting for me? Wha…
Come on, let’s go! We have a scheudle! *grabs Tessa by the arm* *pulls to airport*
Where are you taking me?
Moscow, of course!
Moscow?
For the big concert! You’re going to fill in for our first clarinetist!
But…
Wait a minute, mate. How old are you?
Thirteen.
Oh dear. We didn’t appoint you. Oh no oh no oh no. Chief is gonna zombify me for sure now.
Wait, who’s “Chief?”
*makes a face* An HPB. I’ve scraped by by hiding my issues of Muse…
Wait, you read Muse too?!
Really? You’re a fellow Muser?!
Yup!
This is your captain speaking. We are now arrriving in Moscow. We hope you enjoyed your flight on Hot Pink Bunny airlines.
HOT PINK BUNNY AIRLINES?!?!
(DUN DUN DUN)
TO BE KONTINUED…
*brrring!*
Hello?
Hello, Mr. Malfoy? My name is Dr. D. T. Loomlover, and I have an exciting offer for you. For a limited time only, at absolutely no risk, you can become a charter member of the Death Eaters—
Wait a minute. “Dr. D. T. Loomlover”?
Yes, sir. I—
Didn’t you call yesterday under a different name? Something Troodle?
Lord V. M. Troodle. The “Lord” thing didn’t seem to be working, so I decided—
Not interested.
If you order your Death Eater membership right now, we’ll waive the registra—
*click*
—tion fee…
Drat. There’s got to be a way.
[NOTE: The author is aware that wizards don’t use telephones.]
291- lol
Part 14
Ah, what a lovely day for world conquest.
What country will you conquer this time?
Actually… I was thinking I would just conquer it all at once, you know?
How?
Simple!
…
Now help me find a phone booth.
???
*into phone* Hello, I’d like to order a pizza…
What?
What’s he doing NOW?
I’m not really sure.
…
Yup, that’s what I said.
…And anchovies, and peppers, and lots of garlic. Got it?
…
Um…
Foolish biped, you wouldn’t understand.
(pizza delivery guy) Dude, here’s your pizza. *gives box*
That doesn’t look like a pizza box.
It’s not. Whatever gave you that idea?
You ordered a pizza, and that delivery boy just delivered it.
…I didn’t order a pizza.
…I’m not even going to ask.
*opens box*
What is that.
It’s a super-high-powered zombification ray. What ELSE would it be?
…Right.
With this SHPZR, I can zombify people on the other side of the world!
But you ordered a pizza!
(spokesperson) This has been part 14. Tune in next time for part 15, in which succeeds (finally) in taking over the world.
Wha…
Today pizza… Tommorow the world…
The author has nothing for us to say.
Why’s he even typing this, then?
Because he just wants some hapless victims for his Reaver smiley to cannibalize.
Oh.
(Reaver): RAAAAAAAAR
AAAAAAARRRGH *are eaten*
(Reaver): Mmmm, flesh. *chews*
RSSSS part 5
CHEESE
WORLD DOMINATION
I’m sad WAHHH
Why are you sad Mr. Joe
The dissing Mr.Joe thread WAHHH
That’s my fav thread dude
WAHHHHH
Mine too
Mine too
Mine too
WAHHH
244-I’ll give you three points. Now I’ve got thirteen.
~ MASHED UP SSSS, PART IV ~
Why are you talking like that?
I was thinking the same thing.
OMG what up!!!!!!! like u wanna go to 2 mall l8r 2day???
…
k were guna have so much fun did u c that new shirt @ abercrombie
…
ya like its guna be so much funnnnn!!!!!!!
*edges away*
and did u c the way anna looked at me 2day at lunch???
i no like she totally likes you!!!!!!
*runs out*
[retching sounds]
+ …
Okay. What horrible fate awaits me?
You have lots of choices. You can be hypnotized to walk off a cliff, you can become a mindless zombie, you can endure the agony of bunnification and become an HPB…let’s see, what else? Oh, yes…I can bite your head off, stab you, explode you, implode you, do both simultaneously, or compress you…Oh, and I can also push you into a bottomless pit.
I don’t care what happens to me, as long as I’m not killed by that horrible Reaver.
Reaver? Say wha?
You know, that evil future orc-like creature inadvertently created on post #261.
Oh, yeah, that one. I didn’t get that SSSS, it made no sense at all.
It would if you watched the movie Serenity.
Never heard of it. So, how did you say you wanted to die?
I never did. I’m not afraid of you anymore, I just don’t want to be killed by the Reaver.
Grrr! Stupid Reaver. His brutal antics are causing our killings look like child’s play! We’re no longer inspiring terror!
Heh, looks like you’ve got a little competition!
Shut up. It’s your loss, anyway. *pushes into bottomless pit*
PART IV, CONT.
+ Ya like were totally part of the clique!
*turns green but not * *runs away again*
[retching noises] [splatter]
+ like ew grosssssssss
HAI! CAN HAZ ? VISIBLE “Blueberry!” KKTHXBAI
Um. *kills*
THE ADVENTURES OF TESSA HAYES
Hey! You!
Us?
No, only the girl next to you.
NEVER, you lagamorth of unnatural hue!
I was about to congrulate for winning our big deluxe super duper prize, but, ONLY MUSERS SAY THAT!
Cake. *runs away*
AFTER HER!!!
You won’t get away from us, biped!
*runs faster* *throws grenade*
*runs with her* Where did you get a grenade?
Don’t ask questions, RUN! *legs be come a blur*
Halt! Do you have permission to go into the big gallery of important Russian stuff?
Some people are trying to kill me!
But you still cannot go in!
What is wrong with you Russian people?!
Do not insult Russia! Security!
Don’t run, Tessa! At least we’ll be safe in prison.
True. *both carried away to prison by Russian guards.*
RSSSS part 6
MUHWAHAHA
AHHHHHHH
(me)What the heck???
MUHWAHAHAHA
& AHHHHHH
Die HPB you have no right to be here (has carrot of doom)
GRRRRR
(hero) Your kinda’ cute…for an HPB
You too… for a human…
& …..
Want to go out for ice cream?
Sure! ( & walk off together)
& (barf)
ewwww…..
303- WOW.
Hmmm, Tessa shall henceforth be .
Buhahahaha! (shoots lazer)
Muhahahaha! (throws pie)
*twitches nose* *world explodes*
Wow. We want to learn how to do that.
Because I am a genius/pilot/nuclear war bomb engineer, I can make an enormous bazooka that when shot into a volcano will cause the world to explode and harden over so I can shape it in my image!
Because I am an evil scientist/doctor/plumber, I shall concoct an evil plan that puts a giant toilet under the earth and flushed it into deep space!
*Sigh* Amateurs. *hypnobunnifies the world*
Bunny Apocalypse:
IBCF: Oh wow. This is an RPG.
G22: Bunnies have taken over the world. : (
ZVX: Oh yeah, so then we were going down this tunnel…
IBCF: Since when were we going down a tunnel?
Kittymine: We were taking Alice down there.
ZVX yup.
G22: Then we were back at the lab…
ZVX er…lab? We’re still stuck in the–
Whole group, including ZVX. “SHUT UP!”
William: Ahhh, yes, I am evil…*basks*
What shall we do, master?
308- So Leafy and I enter…. later. Huh.
THE ADVENTURES OF TESSA HAYES
We’re in prison. Darn.
It’s better than being bunnified!
I suppose you’re right.
*bursts through prison walls* Never fear! I am here!
That’s a REAL comfort.
I am Rhyming Guy! You will soon be prison alibi!
Ummmm….
Listen, girl. I got magical powers, so I gave them a whirl. As result, I have to rhyme, or I’ll implode. Or explode. I’ll be your companion and friend til the very end!
Intresting. *rolls eyes*
Why are you so sassy, lassy?
Lassie?! Isn’t that a dog?! Stop insulting me!!!
Fine, come with us. But if you rhyme again, I swear I will duct tape your mouth shut. Got that?
Okay. Yay! *is promptly duct taped*
Oh, snap. GAPAs, could you maybe make the s s?
LOTR: A Condensed Storyline
The Fellowship of the Ring
(Gandalf) Bilbo Baggins, your Ring is evil. In a couple decades, we’ll try to destroy it. In the meantime, leave it for Frodo to play with.
(Bilbo Baggins) It’s not evil. It’s mine. My precious. Mine! MINE, I TELL YOU!! MOOHOOHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
(Frodo takes it to RIVENDELL. Some FRIENDS come with him. They are attacked by black riders a LOT, and it is SCARY.)
(Elrond) Frodo Baggins, if Sauron ever gets this Ring, the world will be destroyed, and evil will reign forever. We must act quickly. Take the Ring to where he lives.
(They do some travelling. Some more FRIENDS come with him. Gandalf DIES in the mines of Moria, but will later be RESURRECTED in GLORIFIED form having triumphed over EVIL, an obvious literary ALLUSION to that movie where the guy comes back as a DOG.)
(Boromir) Frodo Baggins, give me the Ring.
(Frodo) No.
(Boromir) What have I done? *dies*
THE END
The Two Towers
(Gollum) My preshussssss…
(Sam) What’s the matter with you? Can’t you see he’s evil?
(Frodo can’t)
(Pippin and Merry) Ooh, look! A talking tree!
(Gandalf frees THEODEN and overthrows SARUMAN. A bunch of IRRELEVANT stuff happens. Then the PLOT starts up again.)
THE END
The Return Of The King
8) (Aragorn) We must travel the paths of the dead.
(Eowyn) You’ll die.
(They don’t.)
(Gandalf) The Hordes of Mordor will destroy Minis Tirith.
(They don’t.)
(Gandalf) We must attack Mordor. We’ll all be killed.
(They aren’t.)
+ (Gollum) Mmm, yummy finger! *dies*
(Frodo) The ring has been destroyed, but now we’re all going to die in Mordor.
(Sam) Buck up, Master Frodo.
A bunch of feathered DEUS EX MACHINAS come out of NOWHERE and save EVERYBODY.)
THE END
Thanks!
Part 15
*uses SHPZR to take over the world*
What, just like that?
*blinkblink* Yeah.
Oh, come on! You can’t just take over the world in the time it takes to press a button.
Despite all evidence to the contrary…
(x 6,000,000,000) Maaaaaassssssssssssstttttteeeeeer.
(spokesperson) Thus ends the story.
Wow.
*blinks*
What?
That was a very plain ending for a story so funny.
Well, yeah, that was the point.
Point? These had a point? I’m ashamed of you! Tessa is just random ideas strung together! I don’t even know what will happen to her right now!
304-Sometimes I scare myself
319- You sometimes scare me, too.
THE ADVENTURES OF TESSA HAYES
Mmph! Mmmmmph!
Tell it to someone who actually cares. Now let’s geddoutta here! Tessa?
*is already out the door* See you later, suckers!
What are you waiting for?! Let’s GO!!! *runs out with *
*comes to fork in the road* Which way? The green path or the pink path?
*takes pink path with Tessa’s flashlight*
HEY! GIVE ME MY FLASHLIGHT! *runs after*
Hey! Come back!
MmMm, Mmmn! *bows before HPB*
Oh, cake.
I am the head honcho HPB! Bow before my magentaness!
I have a feeling this isn’t good.
Ya THINK?! They’re either going to compress us, or intercisson, or bunnification, of zombification, or implode or explode us, maybe even simultaneously!!!
Everything at once? Good idea! *to henchman* Keep that Reaver smiley* out of here, will ya?
EEP! *shoved into pit of writhing worms*
TO BE KONTINUED….
*disclaimer to IBCF. Thanks! I’ll rearrange it if you mind me using the Reaver.
318- The story itself was pointless, but the point of the last bit was to be a dull sort of ending.
313-An ending?
Anybody? 311?
323 – That was nice; I liked it.
(311) Excellent condensation of The Lord of the Rings! Now no one will have to read it ever again. I especially liked the feathered Deus Ex Machinas at the end.
325- Hahaha! Thanks, I should send that to my friend so they don’t have to do their required summer reading! They have to read the entire LOTR Trilogy, but because I’m going to a different school I no longer had to do so.
311 – Hmm, nice job.
“Gandalf DIES in the mines of Moria, but will later be RESURRECTED in GLORIFIED form having triumphed over EVIL, an obvious literary ALLUSION to that movie where the guy comes back as a DOG.”
I really liked that issue of Muse where they had the highly condensed versions of books. The LotR one and the HP ones made me crack up.
No one will have to read it ever again??? That’s horrible!
*hugs LOTR books and reassures them they’re still flamablamablous*
326 – They had to read the whole trilogy as REQUIRED?!?!?! That takes away all the fun!!!!
To make sure the whole school read and studied the books thoroughly, the teachers should have banned them.
330 – Like Harry Potter, in some schools.
322- Sequels are always an option.
Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, ultra condensed.
(sweeney) I am sulky and moody, and after revenge!
(mrs. lovett) I will help you, Mr. Todd!
(anthony) OOH! PRETTY!
(johanna) I’m imprisoned in a big house. Poor me.
(sweeney) –> *kills a bunch of people*
(mrs. lovett) *cooks people into her pies*
(toby) I am suspicious!
(anthony) *runs away with johanna*
(judge turpin) Drat.
(sweeney) *kills judge turpin and some other people, then thows Mrs. Lovett into the oven*
*kills Sweeney*
The End
328, 329- I agree, they are flamablamablous and to make them required sucks all the fun out of it. I hate being told to read something, it’s much better to know that I chose to read it and have no pressure not to if I don’t want to.
333 – I know, and that’s why I haven’t read Great Expectations yet. It’s required.
On the other hand, I really should start it sometime.
333- yeah.
332-:lol: My girlfriend will probably kill me in my sleep for laughing at that…
The War Of The Worlds-Ultra Condensed.
(Martians) Let’s kill people and drink their blood.
(They do. They die.)
THE END
The Sixth Sense-Ultra Condensed
(Haley Joel Osment) I see dead people.
(Bruce Willis) Try talking to them.
(Haley Joel Osment) It worked.
THE END
The Matrix
8) (Keanu Reeves) Hey everybody,look! Look at me! I’m in a movie that doesn’t STINK!
(Audience) GASP!
8) (Keanu Reeves) Not only that, but I VERY NEARLY DIDN’T STINK IN THIS MOVIE!!!
(Audience) *faints*
THE END
The Lion King
(Scar) You killed your father.
(Simba) *runs away*
(Nala) We need you.
(Simba) *runs back*
THE END
337- O-okay….
*bursts out laughing *
Waiting for Godot: Ultra-Condensed!!!
*Waits*
*Waits More*
(Different) *Waits*
(Different) *Waits More*
(Godot) *Never Shows Up*
(Subliminal Voiceover to Audience) Is Godot God
327- I loved the HP ones!!! I brought them into school a bunch of times. People freaked out at the bug on the cover but laughed at the hilarious stories. Whoever did the HP ones should do #7. I hope it was a MBer!
I had Trouble In Getting to Solla Sollew (A book by Dr. Seuss which I just read two minutes ago)-Ultra condensed!
(Me) I had trouble getting to solla Sollew. Then I learned I can’t run from my problems. But I can beat them senseless with a big stick.
THE END
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (which I am watching right now)
(Charlie gets a TON of Willy Wonka chocolate bars.)
(Charlie) Yay, I’m an instant winner.
(Willy Wonka) Hi kids. Four of you will undergo severe physiological distress that in the real world would get me sued, and one will be picked to be the Special One.
(Charlie gets picked in a series of weird and predictable but nonetheless funny events.)
THE END
The Baby Sitters’ Club Series
(Kristy) Let’s go be babysitters.
(Friends, boys, good parents, bad parents, condescending adults, homework, snobby brats, best friends fight, best friends make up, parents divorce, parents remarry, cute guy, smart kid, bad kid, special kid, moving in, moving out, secrets, chocolate, threat to the business, love letters, pizza, mystery, and it all works out in the end.)
(Claudia) This is so dibble.
(Kristy) Yes, in fact, it’s chilly.
THE END
Copying Agrrrfishi in the hope she’ll forgive me…
Star Wars: The First Trilogy (which I liked)
+ (Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan) Woe is us. The Trade Federation tried to kill us.
(Amidala) Dangit. I’m in danger.
(Jar Jar) Meesa will help yousa!
*go to Tatooine* Oh, look, a slave named Anakin. How cute.
He’s the CHOSEN ONE!
Whatever.
(Anakin) *to Amidala* Are you an angel? I’m gonna marry you!
Ooookay then… Hey, you’re awfully cute.
I’m nine.
Whatever.
(A war is fought.)
(Qui-Gon) Train the kid. *dies*
(Obi-Wan) Okay.
TEN-ISH YEARS LATER…
(Padme) I love you.
(Anakin) I love you too.
(The Clone Wars start.)
(They get married.)
(Padme) Anakin, we’re having a baby!
(Anakin) I hate you all. Except Padme. Except I think she’s gonna die in childbirth. To save her, I must become evil.
(Anakin Darth Vader.)
(Padme) NO! Anakin!
(Anakin) I must.
(Obi-Wan) I don’t like your attitude.
(Anakin) I must kill you.
(Anakin and Obi-Wan fight. Anakin gets four limbs cut off and is set on fire. Obi-Wan remains unharmed.)
(Padme) *gives birth* *dies*
(Anakin) Drat. Now I’m friendless, loveless, my kid died, and I have to wear a suit because I’m so ugly.
The other trilogy shall come later.
Here it is VERY, VERY condensed!
(Anakin) I love Padme.
(Padme) I love Anakin.
(They get married. A war starts.)
(Padme) I’m pregnant.
(Anakin) I have to become evil.
(Padme) *gives birth* *dies*
(Anakin) *becomes evil*
(Luke) I shall join the Rebellion.
(The Death Star gets blown up.)
(Han) *falls in love with Leia*
(Leia) *falls in love with Han*
(Darth Vader) Luke, I am your father.
(Luke) Woe.
(The Death Star 2 gets blown up.)
(Anakin) Okay, I’m good now. *dies*
AND THEY ALL LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
Wait, didn’t I do that before? *shrugs* Oh, well. That last one was better.
342- Hah! Hilarious! And why would I need to forgive thee, Nilly? Hilarity need not be begotten. I think. Actually I have no idea what I’m talking about. But I don’t mind anyone doing condensed stuffs. Especially not when they’re so funny!
344 – Wow, thanks! Never had critical acclaim before!
Woop. I feel another one coming on.
Twelve Angry Men ( I saw this as play!)
(Jurors) He’s guilty.
(Smart Juror) Wait, let’s actually discuss this.
(Jurors) Thank you for teaching us the value of rational thought.
THE END
Sleepless in Seatlle
(Meg Ryan) I shall find out all I can about Tom Hanks and stalk him.
8) (Tom Hanks) Your plans worked. I love you.
THE END
346 – Never saw Twelve Angry Men, but the Sleepless in Seattle one was good.
336- Why?
347- It’s about this trial, and everyone on the jury but one man thinks that the accused is guilty. They don’t even think about it. Then, the doubter points out all the facts, and all the jurors reconsider. In short-the jurors are stupid.
Oh, look, the original trilogy is coming on.
(Leia) *gets captured* I have to send the plans off! *puts plans in R2-D2*
(R2-D2) Beep boop beep. *goes to Tatooine* *gets captured*
(C-3PO) Oh, curse you, you stupid heap of scrap metal! *follows* *gets captured*
(Luke) My dream is to become a pilot. *buys R2-D2 and C-3PO*
(Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru) *crushes dream*
(Leia) You have to find Obi-Wan.
(Luke) Fine, then I’ll go find Ben. Hello, Ben.
(Obi-Wan/Ben) I’m Obi-Wan.
(Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru) *get killed by the stormtroopers* *die*
(Luke) I’ll go with you.
(Obi-Wan, Luke, C-3PO, R2-D2) *go to Mos Eisley*
(Han and Chewie) We’ll take you.
*go to Alderaan* It’s not there! *go to the Death Star*
(Obi-Wan) *fights Darth Vader* *dies*
(Luke and Han and Chewie) *save Leia*
(R2-D2 and C-3PO) *find an escape route*
(Luke, Leia, Han) *nearly get crushed*
(Leia, Han, Luke, R2-D2, C-3PO and Chewie) *escape* *blow up Death Star* Yay!
(Darth Vader) You cannot rejoice yet, for I have captured Han, Leia, and Chewie.
(Han, Leia, and Chewie) *are captured*
(Luke) *saves* *fights Darth Vader* *gets arm cut off*
(Darth Vader) No, I am your father.
(Luke) NOOOOOO! *falls* *gets saved*
(Then, a ton of other crap happens involving a statue, a giant slug, and walking teddy bears.)
(Luke) *blows up Death Star 2*
I pressed ‘submit’ too soon, sorry.
(Darth Vader) I was bad – but now I’m GOOD!
(Luke) Yay! Oh, and Leia, I’m your brother.
(Leia) Yay! *falls in love with Han*
(Han) Yay! *falls in love with Leia*
And they all lived happily ever after.
THE END.
RSSS part 7
I gonna’ be famous.
Im gunuh b a gud spelir.
wee cun’t spel.
This has what? To do with th overall plot?
There was a plot?
No duh.
And the plot is?…?….
RSSSSS part 8 with Grin,Roll, Mr,Joe, Confused ,and evil bob
Let’s find the plot!
Like it can be found.
letz tulk bowt cheez
You mean cheese.
I tuld u wee Kant spel
speek 4 yorself
I’m confused
No kidding.
This thread is slowly wasting away…
I think I’ll stop doing Tessa Hayes for a while. I need a break.
})i({ …
Oh look, a pretty little butterfly!
})i({ …
Here, pretty little budder! Here, pretty little budder!
})i({ I have nothing better to do. *flits over*
Mwahahahahaha!!! *squooshes*
354- I know
355- *laughs hysterically*
That must mean it’s time for a new batch.