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Posted by
VinnyD
on
Jul 6, 2003


Nothing happened for 10 minutes, they just sat there, nothing notable. Then the funny abbreviated thing just disappeared for I'd have to look at it every time to spell it and I'm lazy. But this story is not about me, until now when I plummet from the sky and land near mad goblin. I tell him "to defeat the bulugna whale, use the forks!"

To which he replies "What the hell are talking about, who are you, and why should I use the force?"

Then VinnyD, who will be henceforth known as Jam master VinnyD all-powerful master of funk and such, revealed that he was Jammaster VinnyD all-powerful master of funk and such, I'm talking about the giant whale mage made of misspelled bologney who wants the cheese judge's drugs for his own purpose(which is getting high), and I said use the forks which are right behind you."

Mad goblin then looks back, and there is a 5cornnutillion(a new number for 999999999zeros) plastic forks.

Vinnyd says "These are the forks.." Mad gobbo cuts in "Magic forks???!!!" "NO NOT MAGIC FORKS YOU IDIOT, JUST FREAKING FORKS, which you can use to defeat the mage whale bulugna whos weakness is ummm..... being eaten."

VinnyD then disappears to start his own story 999cornnutillion times better than this one. AND DEN!!!!!!!!!.........




Posted by
MadGoblin
on
Jul 8, 2003


* cough *

Recomposing himself, Gobbo thinks of why he would need so many forks to eat something. "I mean," he pointed out to Flyria, "it's not like I have 5 cornutillion hands and mouths to be stuffing them into... yet!"

"Or ever," the strangely compiled thingermajig made light of.

"I said," the fiend retorted with a harsh stare, shaking his fist, "yeeeetttttt!" The dust bunny-dle sighed.

"Fine!," it squeaked. Digging into its Box-of-Many-Things-That-Normally-Never-Have-Any-Use-Unless-You-Suck, it rumaged through. "Let's see here, breath of a fish? No. Rock's roots? No. First-aid kit? No. Celine Dione CD? No."

"Dude," Gobbo interjected, "don't put that back in! Despose of it properly!" Placing it within the biohazard bag where it was shipped off to the rocket aimed at the sun, it recovered the sought objects.

"Here you go," it oinked, "Five cornutillion mouths and arms."

"Wow, that box sure does hold a lot," the rogue pointed out.

"You got that right, buddy!" Uponing jumping for a high-five, Maddy forgot that Flyria was loosely comprised of dust and scattered him to the Five Winds, the fifth one being the hot air blown out of VD's butthole. "Man, venereal disease sure does have bad gas today." Getting back on track, for once, and only once, the knave attached the multitude of arms and orifices to equip and operate the many utinsels. Sadly, he had found that the Baloney Beluga had already eaten itself, 'cuz it was fat... and so tasty! "Oh, well," he shrugged. "Time to get back to my main adventure. Going to the Isle of Nog to recover the Enchanted Crystal! ... to free my bowels!"

"What the hell is the matter with you? Can't you remember anything?" he was scolded. "You were getting drugs, 'tard? Don't you remember?"

"Not at all, Jim Master!" he incompotently replied.

"That's Jam Master, dork!" The Jam Master corrected, smacking his head.

"Ooh, Jam Master, riiight," he feigned comprehension. "Have any grape? I like grape!"

"Fool, I'm the Jam Master of Funk! Not preservatives!"

"Oh... so, you got any old, funky jam then?" he questioned.

"No, I... yes. Yes, I do,"

"Whoo-hoo!" he exclaimed. Then, pausing, he asked, "Dude, didn't you disappear or somethin'?" to which the Master only shrugged. Just as the exchange of old jelly was about to take place, suddenly! ...






* * This story contains splintered plotines. You may want to look over alternate possibilities to what you just read. * *

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