My story is about tears and sweat, long journeys, great adventures, but mostly it's just me sitting at here my computer.
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What's you story amigo?
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Mine's about me trying to post on forums without my teachers knowing i'm on my computer
My story is a story of candy and rainbows, blood and gore, smoke and mirrors. It was bold and daring a story, filled with cats and dancers and bubblegum trees. I'm pretty sure there was a dragon and some bongo drummers, but I'm not too sure. I was really fucking high at the time.
Natsuru Springfield
ModeratorSr. Forum Moderator & Karma Tycoon & Karma Philanthropist & Community Artist & Shrine Maiden
Im going to quickly say that I do lot's of traveling. However, most of my adventure revolves around me doing schoolwork. And after 14 years of it, It's starting to get REALLY FUCKING OLD! (Last year it was just Really Old.)
At least you get more free time in college. n.n
Someone wrote a whole book about my story. My real name is actually Luigi, by the way:
The day dawned like any other, but little did Luigi know the letter he was about to receive would forever change his destiny. "Sir Luigi Danger besets us on all sides, and we beg your help! The foul Chestnut King has stolen our treasure: our fair princess." The letter was from Minister Crepe of the Waffle Kingdom, a man aware of Luigi's many adventures. He knew only Luigi could save them.
Charged with this dire task, Luigi wasted no time curtailing the heroic meal he was making. Then he packed for his deadly journey. Knowing that his older, though less talented, brother was out on a no-doubt inconsequential errand, Luigi took a moment to leave a note. "Mix a Keel Mango with a Peachy Peach to whip up a Fruit Parfait." These cryptic words were all Luigi wrote before leaving.
Upon reaching the Waffle Kingdom, Luigi was greeted by pure misery, an endless flow of tears over the kidnapping of Princess Eclair. Arriving at the castle, Luigi was greeted by Minister Crepe, who carefully handed him a compass base with only one intact section. "Our land had a second treasure: the Marvelous Compass. Find its seven parts, and find Eclair." So it began…
"It's a little warm," Luigi muttered, the sweat dripping from his brow as he followed the compass up Rumblebump Volcano's side. "Must…find…the secret…grotto." While Luigi had guts to spare, he did need a guide, and he found one in Blooey, a Blooper he met in town. Brave Blooey joined Luigi and instantly proved to be invaluable. With his aid, Luigi bested a savage statue that protected the treasure. That treasure was none other than a piece of the Marvelous Compass, a piece that pointed west to Plumpbelly Village. The second Luigi saw Plumpbelly Village, he knew something was amiss. All was woe, and Luigi soon learned the reason why from the mayor.
The town was at the mercy of a sinister serpent, who demanded sacrificial lasses. Burning with indignation, Luigi formed a team of liberators.
A fierce Bob-omb warrior named Jerry joined his crew and chose, not surprisingly, to stick with Luigi for the duration of his quest for Eclair. Fortified by his allies, Luigi strode on into the lair of the beast, a foul, two-headed snake. No time to think! Luigi sprang forth! Twin heads snapped at his heels, fangs dripping venom! Then, as one mouth gaped wide to swallow Luigi, the other crept behind…
Our hero sensed the treachery, and feinted before leaping! The heads collided, and the beast ate itself! The prize? A compass piece! The villagers begged their savior to stay with them, but a grim-faced Luigi pressed bravely onward.
To be continued in the next post…
Our story continues…
Dauntless Luigi's next test came in the form of a kart race on Circuit Break Island, where he won both the contest and a compass piece. The race was fraught with danger, but Luigi pressed through adversity to win! All viewers were awed by Luigi's revolutionary racing style. The mechanic who built Luigi's racing machine, a Buzzy Beetle named Torque, was so stunned by Luigi's race techniques that he joined him. Reinvigorated, Luigi set sail for Jazzafrazz Town, where he made his stage debut! Hayzee, a noted Dayzee producer, gave Luigi a key role. Playing the part of an earth spirit to pure perfection, Luigi stole the show. Hayzee's faith in Luigi's natural acting talents was rewarded.
The performance won a prize, which yielded another compass piece. Hayzee turned from teacher to pupil, joining Luigi on his quest. It was at this time that Luigi's heart, usually draped in the cool comfort of a hero's resolve, began to warm with thoughts of Princess Eclair. This came to be because every time the magic compass pointed to a new place, her gentle words rang in his ears, touching him to his very soul. The voice spoke of eternity, of stars in the heavens. It wept for those blind to love. It gave comfort in the face of fear and loneliness. Though he had never seen her, our hero was tormented by visions of this fair-hearted maiden. All he could do was press onward.
The compass pointed toward Rapturous Ruins. Only two parts of the compass awaited, and Eclair had one…
Footsore and weary, Luigi finally found the Rapturous Ruins beyond Grumble Forest. Within them, time and space were lost in nothingness. Within the pale emptiness, Luigi found a young sleeping boy. Our hero calledout gently, and the youth woke from his long, long slumber. My name is Cranberry, and I've waited for you for the last thousand years." The boy went on to tell Luigi the secret truths of an ancient land. He said that the Marvelous Compass had been created by the ancient Luff people, who used its powers of foretelling to rule the world. But the Luff empire was then cursed by the compass, and fell into ruin… The survivors dismantled the compass and hid its pieces. Cranberry was the last of the ancient race. His role was to wait until one with a noble heart came to take the burden of the future. None but Luigi could have shouldered this weight. The boy gave him the compass piece, and said, "Fear the curse, but find your Eclair." Luigi accepted the part, the boy's words burned into his brain. His duty fulfilled, the boy began to fade into the blank nothingness… As he faded from sight, a look of joy lit Cranberry's face. As Luigi gaped, both boy and ruins vanished, leaving our hero in a dark wood. With six of the parts united, the compass now pointed to the final part… To the quest's end… To Hatesong Tower. And then, her voice spoke…
Princess Eclair's voice begged for help from the void, pleading for a hero. Luigi's heart burst aflame…
At long last, Luigi crossed the threshold of Hatesong Tower. Luigi rallied his allies. "We will defeat the Chestnut King. We must!" Friends by his side, Luigi at last faced the fell Chestnut King…but then he heard a voice, and spun to see the fair Princess Eclair. She told our hero the painful truth: the "evil" Chestnut King was actually her true love, made monstrous by Crepe in a bid for the throne.
At that moment, the villainous Crepe appeared. "The Marvelous Compass, please. Hand it over, and the Luff empire will rule again! Mwa ha!" Luigi and Co.were no match for the might of Crepe, their true enemy. But then, the compass piece in Eclair's tiara shone forth! It bestowed the future-sight on Luigi! Knowing Crepe's every move, he smote the fiend with his mallet! And with that…it was all finally over. Luigi and his friends parted, leaving the Waffle Kingdom in peace. But Luigi regreted not gazing farther into the future… He longed to see the Wafflers gathering on Princess Eclair's wedding day… He wanted to see her beauty, and who stood at her side… But it was not to be. Luigi went back to his humble home, which remained exactly as he had left it, a cold comfort for his heavy heart. Taking up a book he had been reading, Luigi tried to read, but his long trial had sapped his strength, and he soon fell asleep. Luigi dreamt of his friends and his beloved Princess Eclair. And sleeping, Luigi spoke… "I shall return."
My story? One of serenity, pain and creation. I love to create things that others enjoy. I write stories and poems. I make game mods. I draw. Most of these end up on the internet, where a lot of my story takes place.
My story is about an orange's never-ending quest to know his memes.
My story is about getting along with others and the pain that I keep going through because everyone knows my Achilles' heel of mood.
Click here to show this post.
No one read mine.
My story is also about the internal struggle he must face to xcomplete the KYM rpg
Now this is a story all about how my life got twisted upside down, and id like to take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how i became the prince of a town called Bel-Air…
Stoffe wrote:
Now this is a story all about how my life got twisted upside down, and id like to take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how i became the prince of a town called Bel-Air…
Dude….i could TOTALLY see you doing a remake of that show.
In a way, all of us has an El Guapo to face. For some, shyness might be their El Guapo. For others, a lack of education might be their El Guapo. For us, El Guapo is a big, dangerous man who wants to kill us. But as sure as my name is Lucky Day, the people of Santa Poco can conquer their own personal El Guapo, who also happens to be the actual El Guapo!
Troll King wrote:
No one read mine.
You got positive karma. Somebody read them and liked them.
SexyThang
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My story involves making penis jokes and dissing the tea-party…
Everything started, when my dad and mother died.
It was an normal car crash.
But i knew that someone in the world is the murderer.
And with no leads, i decided to prepare myself to kill God.
Then i visit forums so i can get help from the internet.
And when the day start, everything will end.
Coming 2011
My story? It’s exactly the same as your story, just one chapter behind. I chased
a man across the seven seas. The pursuit cost me my crew, my commission,
and my life. Takes a swig of rum.
This is my story…
DESU: Repurcussions of Spam desu~
Suiseiseki waited. The lights above her blinked and sparked out of the air. There were trolls in the forum. She didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. Her warnings to Captain Blubber were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
Sui was a doll for fourteen years. When she was young she watched the interbutts and she said to dad "I want to be on the interbutts daddy."
Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY TROLLS"
There was a time when she believed him. Then as she got oldered she stopped. But now in the just for fun forum of the KYM she knew there were trolls. "This is BLubber" the radio crackered. "You must fight the trolls!"
So Sui gotted her desu spammer and blew up the thread.
"HE AM GOING TO SPAM US" said the trolls
"I will argue at him" said the cyberdemon and he fired the furry posts. Sui desu'd at him and tried to blew him up. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to kill.
"No! I must kill the trolls" she shouted
The radio said "No, Sui. You are the trolls"
And then Sui was a newfag.
THE END?
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PwNeDoScAr wrote:
You got positive karma. Somebody read them and liked them.
I gave myself positive karma.
Troll King wrote:
I gave myself positive karma.
And now it's gone.
To be continued…..
My story is filled with fapping and food. Lots of it.
My story is an allegory of the inherent flaws of the Western socioethical system. I symbolize not the Everyman, but the naive idealist whose zest for life is eventually worn down through the ongoing witness of man's inhumanity to man.
My story is about a forgotten ghost that decides to enter the internets to slowly take over, one site at a time…To Be Continued
Captain Badass
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Well, my friend lost his soul in a bet so he borrowed half of mine and lost that. The End.
…wait that's the wrong story
Hyperborea Odyssea Hackeron
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My story began when decay had consumed the once proud nation-state, creating a world in which filth and luxury had become intertwined. Such was an environment perfect for allowing the subhuman to breed like vermin. The fools had celebrated this society as a golden age, one in which all were equal – but we all equaled zero. Peace had proven to be the greatest blight upon our race, for without an enemy to destroy, we could only destroy ourselves.
But one night, the sky had begun to burn. We all looked up, and saw something far more dreadful than an enemy. We saw the sign of apocalypse, the true equalizer in its all-consuming atrocity. Though the nation's first instinct was to consume itself even further, attempting to exhaust itself in revelry before the end, there was one hero who would stand for something greater.
The Dark Lord Svastikron stood deep within the bowels of an ancient crypt, summoned there by a messenger from the world beyond. The Butcher of Ultima Thule. He appeared clad in armor, similar to the armor that we wear today, only it was made of dismembered corpses rather than steel. His existence was not unknown to us, but we had made the mistake of believing him to be a moralizing vigilante rather than our savior. But he was our savior, and he had chosen Svastikron to lead us from this damnable world.
His word was thus: The burning sky signals the end of the age of man. Either choose to rot on this earth buried in the mire you have created from the worship of flesh, or create yourselves anew in an age of greater man. Such is the cycle. Purge the filth from your race, and one day, earn passage to Hyperborea. You will become as gods, and no burning sky could harm you.
The Dark Lord led the bloodiest revolution in human history. Men with a thirst for glory, men we thought had become extinct eons ago, took up arms with Svastikron and cured the subhuman plague through the ancient procedure of bloodletting. When war broke out across the land, it was proven that only the noblest of us had the ability to fight to the death for the age of greater man, as the highest casualties were those of the villains and whores who had sunk us into the mire so long ago. We took a count of the survivors, the mightiest of warriors and the most cunning of strategists… There were fascinating patterns in their genetic map.
It was us, the bringers of war, who raised the banner anew and created our glorious Empire! To this day, we still wage war as a means of seeking this greater man! For we now strive to conquer space, we will one day conquer time, so eternity may belong to us.
We do not seek to rule the universe.
We seek to become the universe.
I am a fat 17 year old man that likes video games. That's about it.
Sushi wrote:
Everything started, when my dad and mother died.
It was an normal car crash.
But i knew that someone in the world is the murderer.
And with no leads, i decided to prepare myself to kill God.
Then i visit forums so i can get help from the internet.And when the day start, everything will end.
Coming 2011
Friend/Follow me those that want to help me in my Journey to kill god!
(i'll not kill god if it's Haruhi)
tl;dr
ManWithGoodTaste
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Read: http://www.psy-q.ch/lovecraft/html/catsdogs.htm
Mine is longer.
ManWithGoodTaste wrote:
Read: http://www.psy-q.ch/lovecraft/html/catsdogs.htm
Mine is longer.
I bet you say that to all the girls…
ManWithGoodTaste
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Brucker wrote:
I bet you say that to all the girls…
I don't need to prove anything.
Natsuru Springfield
ModeratorSr. Forum Moderator & Karma Tycoon & Karma Philanthropist & Community Artist & Shrine Maiden
My true story began when I woke up one morning to find that my mom had moved away from home to live with another man.
Mine is a long and harrowing story about a young man who has horribly… "not straight" hair and sets off on a quest to find a way to keep his hair decent and collect magical, power-giving tacos along the way.
My quest is to spread the word of god.
My story goes a little something like this…
ONCE, THERE WAS AN UGLY FORUMS POASTER NAMED JACKEL LANDURN
HE WAS SO UGLY, EVERYONE DIED.
THE END.
I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
I’m backin’ the hell outta there
And I’m like oh my God, oh my God, my God
I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
And I think maybe I should faint. But I don’t. (NO.)
My daddy taught me good.
I was putting one more type of coffee in my coffee cup
And outta the corner of my eyes I saw two guys come in
One with a black hoodie, one with a white hoodie.
Black hoodie. (White hoodie!)
White hoodie. (Black hoodie!)
They said, “WE WANT YOUR MONEY EVERYBODY DOWN!”
And I’m like, “Oh UGH! Why did I need coffee now?!”
And soooooo
The guy in black starts comin’ down,
comin’ down down down down
And I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
I’m backin’ the hell outta there
And I’m like oh my God, oh my God, my God.
I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
And I think maybe I should faint. But I don’t. (NO.)
My daddy taught me gooood.
So I backed farther and farther away,
And I’m like, don’t look don’t look don’t look.
And he comes right to me and he goes,
Get down now! Get down now!
And I just drop to my knee,
see my little knee.
And, and then when I figure I’m safe
I’m like, countin’ to two thousand.
And I don’t hear nothin’….Nothin!
Then I hear:
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
I’m like, Ohhhmigod they’re dead!
I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
I’m backin’ the hell outta there
And I’m like oh my God, oh my God, my God
I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
And I think maybe I should faint. But I don’t. (NO.)
My daddy taught me good.
And I’m like I’m gonna have to find all my friends dead,
And then they were laughing (ha ha),
They shot the robber!
Hero of the day, saved my life, saved my life!
They shot the robber!
Hero of the day, saved my life.
Hero of the day, saved my life, saved my life!
They shot the robber!
Hero of the day, saved my life.
Mi amigos, he’s a hero.
I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
I’m backin’ the hell outta there
And I’m like oh my God, oh my God, my God
I’m backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up, backin’ up
Cause my daddy taught me good
And I think maybe I should faint. But I don’t. (NO.)
My daddy taught me good.