Dizne
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| 08 Aug 2011 05:44 PM |
I'm a writer. I write for fun. Deal with it. Fill this out. First poster gets it. If the first poster sucks then I'll pick the coolest story theme.
Setting: What happens: How much you love me:
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Rodrigo54
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| 08 Aug 2011 05:44 PM |
Setting: My House What Happens: anything How much you love me: a lot
-FleskhjertaOwns |
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| 08 Aug 2011 05:45 PM |
Setting: ROBLOX What Happens: The Incredible Journey of how me got the epic red/blue dusekkar :P How much you love me: Really... |
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Dizne
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| 08 Aug 2011 05:45 PM |
Flesk gets it.
Working on story now.
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botor2
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| 08 Aug 2011 05:47 PM |
Why wait?
*Writes stroy myself* |
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Dizne
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:07 PM |
His name was FleskhjertaOwns. Well, that was the official one. He has plenty of nicknames. It's a funny thing, the more friends you have, the more nicknames you have. Flesk had a bunch of both. See right there, thats his nickname. Today was uneventful. In fact, it was so uneventful that even if the world had ended, it would simply be covered in unevent. That's how uneventful the day was going. Flesk was in his house on this uneventful day, browsing roblox. However, roblox would change this day forever. People dont really know this, but Flesk was a roblox figure in real life. He was made out of plastic, he wore stickers instead of clothes, his head shape was changeable, and his face was stuck on one expression. People still liked him though, which is cool. I don't think they even noticed. As flesk was browsing Roblox, he won the roblox un-lottery. What is an un-lottery, you ask? Well, it's when you win misfortune. Get it? Haha. A pop up appeared saying, "CONGTATULATATIONZ U WON TEH UNLOTTERYYYY :DDDD". At first, Flesk was happy, as he has never won anything in his life. Then he was sad. He didnt know what an unlottery was. But he willl. Oh yes. In one fluid motion, a banhammer shot out of his moniter, smacking into his face at light speed, causing Flesk to crash into his bedroom wall. Another figure climbed out. Apparently, the banhammer was being held by someone. Of course. A splendid light shone from the computer, exploding everything in his room. Out climed MrDoomBringer, who is famous for bringing doom. Flesk gazed at this majestic figure in awe. MDB stood tall and declared, "I am the Mr. Doom Bringer, super mod, un-lottery prize, Iron Chef, and internet ranter. You have won the un-lottery, and your demise is your prize!". With one swift movement, MDB lunged at Flesk, swinging his hammer at his face. Flesk rolled away from the attack just in time to dodge the onslaught. Without thinking, Flesk grabbed his laser rifle, and bravely-
Whats that?
Flesk doesnt win?
Oh. Haha. I'm sorry, my sources are incorrect.
Without thinking, Flesk grabbed his teddy bear and cowardly balled up in the corner. Weeping. Like a baby. MDB looked upon his victim, and, respecting the Predator laws of honor, left Flesk be. He brought his wristwatch to his face, dialed a number, and a bright yellow light beamed MDB up to unknown worlds. Flesk stopped weeping, stood up, and browsed roblox.
-FIN |
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botor2
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:11 PM |
'Eh?
The whole "about ROBLOX" thing kinda ruined it for me... |
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:13 PM |
Dizne read my creepypasta: http://www.roblox.com/Forum/ShowPost.aspx?PostID=52369876 |
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Dizne
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| Joined: 05 Jul 2011 |
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:13 PM |
| Haha, I know, I hate it when people write Roblox fan fiction. I just didnt have anything to base flesk on. |
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Dizne
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:31 PM |
| Oh flesssssk, where are yoooouuuuu? |
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botor2
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:31 PM |
I was writing a story...
*Opens folder filled with thousands of unfinished ideas*
AHA!
I ran down the alleyway, my light brown hair blowing in the slight breeze, my muscular tan hand clutching a small stone carving of some ancient god. I knew that I was being chased by three men, one of them tall and thin, and the other two about an inch shorter and a little plumper. The tall one had a long beard. I was running to the city docks, where a speeds boat was going to pick me up. My most trusted friend Kevin John Miller was at the wheel, he wouldn’t let anything go wrong. The thugs were gaining on me, when I turned the corner out of the alleyway and found the docks. To my surprise I found two men inside the speed boat, my friend Kevin and a man wearing all black almost blending in with the night sky and the gloomy water. I quickly ran up and helped Kevin shove the man out of the small speedboat. I jumped in and pushed the large man aside, he was heavy, about three hundred pounds I would guess. Kevin stepped on the gas and we were off. “James Walter Williams! Couldn’t you have sped things up a bit? Do you know how long I had been waiting?” said Kevin. “Can it Kevin, do you know what I’ve just been through?” I said. “Sorry, but it’s not easy fighting off a giant three hundred pound man in this tiny speedboat.” “Just get us back to California! That’s the whole reason you’re here!” I said.
It was around midnight when we got back from that mysterious island, what was it called? Catalina? I remember that old abandon house in the town square, the basement filled with piles and piles of dead bodies, the stone carving sitting on a pedestal, the alarm, the thugs running down the stairs. And of course the alleyways eerie feeling, something was alive in there, there was some sort of spirit, I can’t explain, it’s just weird.
Dec. 23 1994. |
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Thilon
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:32 PM |
| Post this in Role Play, u NOB |
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| 08 Aug 2011 06:35 PM |
| I liked it. I don't care if you make a story on me or not, I have made some alright stories on the Roleplay forum. I have some likers there if that helps inspire. |
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