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Post by firemario on Feb 11, 2008 16:57:13 GMT -5
I trembled. No wonder my vision was blurry. Nonstop play like that was sure to make you feel trippy. But 25 hours? I'm going to beat the living hell out of Captain Chip when I see him. WAIT, WHAT? *Smashes Captain Chip's head in with a tire iron*  |
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Post by McJesus on Feb 12, 2008 4:06:28 GMT -5
Eagerly awaiting my arrival, but enjoying the ride.
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Post by bulet on Feb 12, 2008 7:06:41 GMT -5
too bad i havent got picked.  |
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Post by Grimscott on Feb 12, 2008 15:57:18 GMT -5
WAIT, WHAT? *Smashes Captain Chip's head in with a tire iron* Now is violence really necessary? |
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Post by bulet on Feb 12, 2008 15:58:39 GMT -5
*Smashes Captain Chip's head in with a tire iron* Now is violence really necessary? yes, yes it is.  |
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Post by Grimscott on Feb 12, 2008 16:13:36 GMT -5
Now is violence really necessary? yes, yes it is. Are you sure? Because we could always go on Oprah and get this worked out. . . |
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Post by bulet on Feb 12, 2008 16:15:08 GMT -5
yes, yes it is. Are you sure? Because we could always go on Oprah and get this worked out. . . your right! we can kill her too!  |
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Post by Grimscott on Feb 12, 2008 16:41:06 GMT -5
Are you sure? Because we could always go on Oprah and get this worked out. . . your right! we can kill her too!  Le sigh. |
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Post by bulet on Feb 16, 2008 17:27:13 GMT -5
your right! we can kill her too! Le sigh. your in the brawl, babe!  why do you think this place is called THE BRAWL!  |
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Post by Grimscott on Feb 16, 2008 23:34:08 GMT -5
Le sigh. your in the brawl, babe! why do you think this place is called THE BRAWL! I know very well what the Brawl is, whippersnapper! |
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Post by firemario on Mar 11, 2008 7:47:12 GMT -5
Yay, I found my file for the next chapter! Who knew I saved it into my school folder!?
Chapter Eight: The Search for the Brawlers Part 4: Blue
TIME REMAINING: 400 HOURS
“My feet hurt.”
I collapsed onto the ground, feet trembling. The four of us took another short break, about a day and a half. We’ve been on the trail for about 16 hours, but that’s how long it felt to me.
“Come on,” said Spawner. “We only just left the hospital a few minutes ago. You slept for about ten hours, and had thirty-seven cups of coffee. Can you hurry up or something?”
“I don’t know. Can you spawn something like, maybe, bicycles that we can ride?”
“I don’t feel like it.”
I gave Spawner a dirty look that kinda looked liked this. (>:C) I stood up, brushed my knees off, and we continued up the hill. It was a tall hill. Very steep. It was also kinda foggy, so that didn’t help much at all. When we arrived at the top of the hill about an hour later, with someone complaining that their feet hurt, we arrived at quite a surprise.
“What the heck is that?” questioned Kev.
“Well,” I began to respond, “That looks a lot like a farm or something.”
As soon as I said that, something that looked like a fuzzy white stampede of fluffy clouds started to come towards us. We stared at the fuzzy white stampede of fluffy clouds like retards. As they came near us, we realized what they were.
“HOLY CRAP SHEEP” said Kev.
“HOLY CRAP SHEEP” said DR.
“HOLY CRAP SHEEP” said Spawner.
“HOLY CRAP… C-C-C-COMBOBREAKER” I replied.
I got nasty looks from everyone from using my witty internet humor, and then we ran for our lives. Kev, DR, and Spawner all got out in time, but I got caught in the running of the sheeps.
I was knocked unconscious. Painful hoof-in-face pain. Not fun.
A few moments later, though, I woke back up. There was a cage full of sheep (obviously spawned by Spawner), a few sheep with the fluff burn off and sliced (obviously from Kev’s sword thingy), and blood was dripping from DR’s blue symbiote.
“Did you really have to EAT the sheep?”
The blue symbiote growled at me. It likes to growl at me. I don’t like it.
Something then swung right past my head. It looked like a shepherd’s stick thingy. Over the horizon, we saw a person who looked like Blue. It was, in fact, Blue. He was the one who sent the sheep to sic us. I was angry right now, having a hoof-imprint now in my head. I was more then angry. I was agnry. Kev decided that he wanted back at Blue. Kev took my bag of candy, and began to fight Blue himself.
He stoel my cadny. Who does he think he is?!
Anyway, Kev and the Sheepshifter were then surrounded by an igloo of sheep. More sheep. Perfect. Me, Spawner, and DR were all on the outside, only hearing what went on inside. I didn’t let DR go and touch the sheep, fearing that one of the symbiotes would get hungry again. After a few minutes, one of the sheep at the top of the sheepdome fell out. Dumb little sheep. Sheepy sheepy sheepy! Sheepy sheepy sheepy sheepy-
“SHUT UP!” said Spawner (later I realized I said “sheepy” out loud. Really loud. The sheep that fell was attracted by my “sheepy”. I should go apologize to that sheep).
We saw the two figures jump out of the hole that the one fallen sheep made. When they both landed, Kev whipped out his blade, and put it to Blue’s throat. Then, he took out my candy, and slapped him with the satchel. He then took one piece on candy, and rammed it down his throat. Blue then entered the “seizure” state.
While this was happening, I asked Kev what happened in there.
“Oh, nothing. Me and Blue just had a cup of coffee over a plate of cookies WHAT DO YOU THINK HAPPENED IN THERE?!”
He handed me back my bag of candy (which had a coffee stain on it and some cookie crumbs on it), and Blue got up from his seizure. He was stupefied, much like the three brawlers I found before him. He wanted to know, before anything else, why DR’s orange symbiote was bleeding from his mouth. We told him that it just ate a raw bloody steak.
“So... what now?” Blue asked.
“Well, we still need to get four more people to join up. That is, if you are willing ton join up.” I explained.
“Well, since all of my sheep are either burnt, in a cage, or EATEN (Blue stared at the symbiotes. They both growled.) I guess I can come along.
“Awesome. Let’s go find the next Brawler.”
TIME REMAINING: 389 HOURS Hours[/font]
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Post by firemario on Mar 11, 2008 7:47:51 GMT -5
Also, I need to fix up the tags at home, it doesn't work well at school. Sorry.
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Post by Xinxinix on Mar 11, 2008 9:34:47 GMT -5
Poor sheep. I'll have to put that on my "Things to eat before I die" list. Anyway, now that Sheep's joined that means McJesus is next!
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Post by McJesus on Mar 11, 2008 9:38:13 GMT -5
Oh cool.
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Post by Grimscott on Mar 11, 2008 9:48:34 GMT -5
I liked this chapter the best: It's a bit more comedic. Poor sheep. I'll have to put that on my "Things to eat before I die" list. Anyway, now that Sheep's joined that means McJesus is next! Yay, haggis! |
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Post by spawner on Mar 11, 2008 10:54:07 GMT -5
Noticed a little mistake, It says the blue symbiote ate a sheep, and later blue wants to know why the orange one has blood from the mouth.
But, another great chapter I almost forgot about your story. Also, lol at your combo breaker.
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Post by firemario on Mar 11, 2008 11:18:32 GMT -5
Spawner, it may have been a bit vauge, but I meant that the orange symbiote also ate a sheep. That's why both symbiotes growled.
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Post by bulet on Mar 11, 2008 15:49:25 GMT -5
I LOVED IT! i loled hard at the sheepy part. i lold a lot. keep it up! ;D
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Post by Maybe Might Not Be Moneybags on Mar 11, 2008 15:57:04 GMT -5
Hooray! All my sheep are eaten!
Now I have no reason to ever draw a sheep again. ;D
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Post by bulet on Mar 11, 2008 15:59:04 GMT -5
Hooray! All my sheep are eaten! Now I have no reason to ever draw a sheep again. ;D exuses, exuses. tsk, tsk, tsk. |
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Post by Grimscott on Mar 11, 2008 16:24:17 GMT -5
Hooray! All my sheep are eaten! Now I have no reason to ever draw a sheep again. ;D Vile traitor. |
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Post by Xinxinix on Mar 11, 2008 16:40:30 GMT -5
Hooray! All my sheep are eaten! Now I have no reason to ever draw a sheep again. ;D Naope. They only ate two. So back to drawing for you! Lazy ass... |
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Post by firemario on Mar 11, 2008 16:43:51 GMT -5
Hooray! All my sheep are eaten! Now I have no reason to ever draw a sheep again. ;D Naope. They only ate two. So back to drawing for you! Lazy ass...Well, other than that two, there are a few in the cage, and the rest burnt. |
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WAIT, WHAT?
Le sigh.
