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Quenners
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NARRORATOR:I have seen many odd things in my life, but none were quite like this. If anything, this is the most frightening set of events I've ever witnessed. It was when the martians invaded. Now let's get on with it before I get sued by H.G. Wells for plagorisim...
It was hallows eve 1898, when suddenly,- Oops! That was The War of the Worlds. My bad. Well it was 1938 when-- God! I just can't get this right! First The War of the Worlds, and now it's the 1938 Orson Welles radio broadcast. When well I get it right?! Okay, let's just try this again... It was new year's eve, 2005- now that'sbetter! anyways, it was new year's eve, 2005, when they attacked! I couldn't let this happen so, I beat them up and they never came back.
SMARTER GUY: That is not what happened!
NARRORATOR: Okay, okay, I'll tell it correctly... I was in an alleyway when it happened. I saw a shadow in the mist. It was talkl, thin, and bony it spoke.
THING: Aggggerooo! Bigglybagggggggg... bbbbbbbbbbbbb! Garrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggllllleee...
NARRORATOR: I Was scared. I stood up straight and tried to run but it grabbed me and drank several gallons of chloraforme. It didn't pass out...
TO BE CONTINUED...
CHAPTER II: THE CREATURE
NARRORATOR: I kicked, yelled and screamed but it only said...
CREATURE: Hello, peoples, i'm the homestar runner! some folks say i'm a terriffic athlete.
NARRORATOR: Excuse me, but you just 6 gallons of cloryforme. How come you're not unconsious?
HR: I've gots an immunity to cloriforme.
NARRORATOR: Ah. Well, we've got to leave. Martians are invading!
HR: How do you know that?
NARRORATOR: Because there's one right behind you!
HR: Oh.
NARRORATOR: It's gonna take you away!
HR: So?
NARRORATOR: It'll kill you!
HR: So?
NARRORATOR: You won't exist anymore!
HR: So?
NARRORATOR: Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... It'll convince you you don't wear pants!
HR: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I wear long pants! I'm a long pants man! Save meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
NARRORATOR: So then I began to chase the martians around the world, but with no success. Then I remembered the one place I could find people who would 1: know who he is and 2: Be willing to save him.
SMARTER GUY: BHZ?
NARRORATOR: Shut up. No. Free Country USA!
TO BE CONTINUED...
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« Last Edit: January 06, 2006, 06:35:11 pm by Quenners »
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 "The fault, dear Brutus, is not in the stars, but in ourselves." -Julius Caesar (play) |
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Gir
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That was great, but it's not Homestar related. Sorry.
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It's okay! I'm pretty sure it's leading up to it, since this is just a prologue. If not, then we can move it to Fighting Growlbacks or something.
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PotP: This story's awesome! Can't wait till it's finished! HSRT: Well, if you kill me, I can't finish it, now can I? PotP: Oh...well, I guess not... Spinister Spy |
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Quenners
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HRT is right. It's just the prologue. I'll add more on later. It'll get to the h*r related part soon.
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