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GAF, lets write a story. By this I mean I will start off the story with 3 words and each poster after must contribute with the next words (max 1 sentence at a time). I will keep updating what we have as a story so far. Each member can post as many times as he/she wants but not in a row. I will try to cap the story sometime next week when I get a chance (when we have a good ending that makes sense) and I will post the final product. At that point we can discuss a title...Please try to post things that make sense and follows what is written so far...
NOTE:
1 - If two or more people continue from the same point I will choose which one to insert
2 - Always add to what you see in the OP rather than the last post since that would cause a huge mess.
I will be continuously updating.
Here we go:
Reading by Surface of Me which covers up to paragraph 11 ending with "you Americans, you are so funny". This is so that anyone wanting to catch up on where the story is as can do so without reading... : http://vocaroo.com/i/s1LruxBkOjz7
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Johnny was a Badass demon dragon who ate a lot of beets which caused his skin to turn purple, so he looked online and logged on to NeoGAF for advice. The site was down from all the E3 traffic...
Johnny hates Amir0x, but secretly lusts for him. He had read in the YouTube comments that Amirox is gay. He was then shot and killed by a stalker, but the stalker didn't know he was a demon and thus had powers to come back from the dead. He then brought Kim Jong-il back to life.
When a couple of guys who were up to no good, Johnny tried calling Evilore, but Evilore was missing. He decided to search for Evilore at Fabulous Diamond City, where he saw a leaked document saying that Half Life 3 is being "renamed" Titan, being developed by Blizzard instead of Valve, and is supposed to be released sometime in 2016. He picked up the gun. No...not blizzard he thought before placing it to his temple and pulling the trigger; but he couldn't do it. The Last Guardian was still a possibility. There was still hope.
In order to pass the time, he decided to analyze a disturbing picture he just saw. Was Hulk Hogan really finger banging his daughter? He reached for his flask. Damn.... Empty. He reminisced about his childhood spent in his cousin's bed with his sister, and felt in some weird way that perhaps Hulk Hogan would enjoy a drink over their sharing of sexual experiences. His phone then lit up; a text from Obama. "I need the Chaos Emeralds now Johnny!" It said. "Soon, Obama-Mama, soon," he whispered. The shadow from his ornithopter-gunship fluttering overhead darkened Johnny's reptilian visage before landing amidst a cloud of kicked-up desert sand in front of him. Time to work.
Meanwhile Obama-Chan sat in his office pretending to do president stuff. He felt a shiver slide down his spine. His Obama senses tingled. He knew what was to come. He picked up the phone and dialed the number. The phone rang twice then stopped. A short period of silence was broken by a soft voice. "So...it has come to this" said the voice, and was silent as if expecting an answer. "You know what I want, and you know that I am going to get it no matter what", states the voice as Obama-chan continues to fear the impending future. The call ends before he can speak.
Knowing that the land of crying eagles is powerless without the chaos emeralds, Obama-chan enlists the help of the greatest American hero of all time: Hulk Hogan. Only to find out the future he fears may in fact be reality...Hulk Hogan had already passed the American Hero torch to You Can't See Me Cena. The relatively unexpected yet undoubtedly sinister fire of the American Hero Torch shined flames of Red, White, and Blue, as the glistening and sparkling You Can't See Me Cena pseudo heroically challenged the recently risen undead Kim Jong-il to a duel of mechas, katanas, faux urban legends, histories, and hidden truths of which we do not know. Kim accepted this challenge, packed his bags full of cheese, and headed to the World Tournament, where he would face You Cant See Me Cena and other powerful combatants.
Suddenly Kim felt a bulge in his pants, it was a boner. Naturally, he thought it appropriate to whip out the boner. Lo, and behold - there it was in the open for all to admire! Kim maintained eye contact with confused spectators as he slowly masturbated with his left hand. Spectators turned into an audience, for it was as if they were put in a thrall as they watched Kim stroke the mighty shaft. 13 people died that day. They all drowned in cum. At least, that's what Johnny originally thought. Reality was, they had become infected. Infected... with tracking devices. Kim was going to lead Johnny straight to the prizes... for, unbeknownst to Kim, Johnny Demondrake astride an ornithopter-gunship was Kim's penis all along.
This shook Johnny to his core. He now realized what he was - merely the fictional persona Kim had created for his penis. As it dawned upon him, Johnny ceased to be...
... Kim understood now that he had been hiding from the challenges he had been facing up to that point, but vowed to never again hide behind his cock - as mighty and impressive as it is. Kim used his tremendous quad strength to leap into the sky, aiming for Mega Shark, intercepting it before it could bite another plane in half. A few hours later, the titanic struggle was over, Kim-Johnny victorious. Amidst the global applause, he realised he needed to win this Tournament and follow the tracking devices, and fast, lest the Chaos Emeralds be lost to him forever.
Obama was furious, he had been duped! Johnny- the boy Obama had trusted to get the Chaos Emeralds- was in fact a penis. He knew he would have to make another call..But before he could do that...he felt a presence. He looked over his shoulder. He could see the office door cracked open ever so slightly. Blues eyes stared back at him. It was Joe Biden's. Suddenly Obama felt a bulge in his pants; it was a boner.
The Head of State raised quickly from the seat. The vice President had disappeared from the ajar door. Something was telling him that Biden was never there to begin with. At least not physically. Uneasy he still had other important things at hand. He picked up the phone -"Michele..." "The number you are trying to reach is not available at this time". For the sake of his sanity Obama had to find Biden. He knew it could not be a vision of the alternate universe. They could not be back now, not at this time.
Back at the World Tournament, the next round was beginning. You Dont See Me Cena had been undefeated thus far, but across the stage was a formidable foe, the ghost of Macho Man Randy Savage. There was an otherworldly blue glimmer in Macho Man's eyes, but for the rest of his sculpted body, it appeared as if the man himself had raised from the dead. "I'm going to snap into you like a slim jim, Cena!" Macho Man yelled fervently. Cena gulped, as the diarrhea escaped from his anus. As the fight started, BOOM!, the lights when out. When they came back on, A diarrhea-drenched Cena is shocked at who he sees. "No, not him.. not him!" For the man he saw managing Macho Man was none other than Don Mattrick, who hoped to restore dignity to the Xbox brand. Clouds soon enveloped the once sunny sky above them.
The LED screen emits a dim light in the back of a Limousine as it parks in 1600 Pennsylvania Ave . In it a young new member of the presidential cabinet astonished as a corporate suit and a 80's wresting star dispose of the current Real American, John Cena. Then a Flash of light covers him, someone has opened the door. "hard to believe isn't it", says the POTUS. "I do not understated, sir. They are de.., they are not supposed here, are they?" "Yes, these two individuals are technically dead. " Replies Obama. This is why I asked for you is such a hurry. I need you to help me find The Vice President. He's the only one who can help us now". "Why? How do you know, sir?" Replies the secretary.
"Because he is the only man alive who has been where these individuals came from..." The young politicians looks disconcerted at the head of state waiting for him to finis his sentence. "... The reverse universe". "Or chaos universe, as you may have hard of it before".
"How do we find Biden though!?" remarked the young, tightly butted politician. "That's the tricky part, he needs to find us." replied Obama. "Bait?" "If I know Biden half as well as I think I do, I know exactly what will get him from coming out of the shadows. It wont be clean though, lives will be lost" "We cant risk Amer-" "Damnit, kid! The Chaos Emeralds are on the line! If Kim gets so much as 3 of those, he might be able to expand North Korea's influence on half of all of Asia!" "Half of all of Asia? But wouldn't that include-?"
"Russia? Yes, not since WW2 has this enemy of an enemy been a friend, but desperate times call for desperate measures. He's a loose canon, but we need him for this one."
The scent of vodka and manly BO engulfed the air around them, a shirtless figure riding a grizzly bear approached. "You Americans, you are so funny"
NOTE:
1 - If two or more people continue from the same point I will choose which one to insert
2 - Always add to what you see in the OP rather than the last post since that would cause a huge mess.
I will be continuously updating.
Here we go:
Reading by Surface of Me which covers up to paragraph 11 ending with "you Americans, you are so funny". This is so that anyone wanting to catch up on where the story is as can do so without reading... : http://vocaroo.com/i/s1LruxBkOjz7
.............................................................................................
Johnny was a Badass demon dragon who ate a lot of beets which caused his skin to turn purple, so he looked online and logged on to NeoGAF for advice. The site was down from all the E3 traffic...
Johnny hates Amir0x, but secretly lusts for him. He had read in the YouTube comments that Amirox is gay. He was then shot and killed by a stalker, but the stalker didn't know he was a demon and thus had powers to come back from the dead. He then brought Kim Jong-il back to life.
When a couple of guys who were up to no good, Johnny tried calling Evilore, but Evilore was missing. He decided to search for Evilore at Fabulous Diamond City, where he saw a leaked document saying that Half Life 3 is being "renamed" Titan, being developed by Blizzard instead of Valve, and is supposed to be released sometime in 2016. He picked up the gun. No...not blizzard he thought before placing it to his temple and pulling the trigger; but he couldn't do it. The Last Guardian was still a possibility. There was still hope.
In order to pass the time, he decided to analyze a disturbing picture he just saw. Was Hulk Hogan really finger banging his daughter? He reached for his flask. Damn.... Empty. He reminisced about his childhood spent in his cousin's bed with his sister, and felt in some weird way that perhaps Hulk Hogan would enjoy a drink over their sharing of sexual experiences. His phone then lit up; a text from Obama. "I need the Chaos Emeralds now Johnny!" It said. "Soon, Obama-Mama, soon," he whispered. The shadow from his ornithopter-gunship fluttering overhead darkened Johnny's reptilian visage before landing amidst a cloud of kicked-up desert sand in front of him. Time to work.
Meanwhile Obama-Chan sat in his office pretending to do president stuff. He felt a shiver slide down his spine. His Obama senses tingled. He knew what was to come. He picked up the phone and dialed the number. The phone rang twice then stopped. A short period of silence was broken by a soft voice. "So...it has come to this" said the voice, and was silent as if expecting an answer. "You know what I want, and you know that I am going to get it no matter what", states the voice as Obama-chan continues to fear the impending future. The call ends before he can speak.
Knowing that the land of crying eagles is powerless without the chaos emeralds, Obama-chan enlists the help of the greatest American hero of all time: Hulk Hogan. Only to find out the future he fears may in fact be reality...Hulk Hogan had already passed the American Hero torch to You Can't See Me Cena. The relatively unexpected yet undoubtedly sinister fire of the American Hero Torch shined flames of Red, White, and Blue, as the glistening and sparkling You Can't See Me Cena pseudo heroically challenged the recently risen undead Kim Jong-il to a duel of mechas, katanas, faux urban legends, histories, and hidden truths of which we do not know. Kim accepted this challenge, packed his bags full of cheese, and headed to the World Tournament, where he would face You Cant See Me Cena and other powerful combatants.
Suddenly Kim felt a bulge in his pants, it was a boner. Naturally, he thought it appropriate to whip out the boner. Lo, and behold - there it was in the open for all to admire! Kim maintained eye contact with confused spectators as he slowly masturbated with his left hand. Spectators turned into an audience, for it was as if they were put in a thrall as they watched Kim stroke the mighty shaft. 13 people died that day. They all drowned in cum. At least, that's what Johnny originally thought. Reality was, they had become infected. Infected... with tracking devices. Kim was going to lead Johnny straight to the prizes... for, unbeknownst to Kim, Johnny Demondrake astride an ornithopter-gunship was Kim's penis all along.
This shook Johnny to his core. He now realized what he was - merely the fictional persona Kim had created for his penis. As it dawned upon him, Johnny ceased to be...
... Kim understood now that he had been hiding from the challenges he had been facing up to that point, but vowed to never again hide behind his cock - as mighty and impressive as it is. Kim used his tremendous quad strength to leap into the sky, aiming for Mega Shark, intercepting it before it could bite another plane in half. A few hours later, the titanic struggle was over, Kim-Johnny victorious. Amidst the global applause, he realised he needed to win this Tournament and follow the tracking devices, and fast, lest the Chaos Emeralds be lost to him forever.
Obama was furious, he had been duped! Johnny- the boy Obama had trusted to get the Chaos Emeralds- was in fact a penis. He knew he would have to make another call..But before he could do that...he felt a presence. He looked over his shoulder. He could see the office door cracked open ever so slightly. Blues eyes stared back at him. It was Joe Biden's. Suddenly Obama felt a bulge in his pants; it was a boner.
The Head of State raised quickly from the seat. The vice President had disappeared from the ajar door. Something was telling him that Biden was never there to begin with. At least not physically. Uneasy he still had other important things at hand. He picked up the phone -"Michele..." "The number you are trying to reach is not available at this time". For the sake of his sanity Obama had to find Biden. He knew it could not be a vision of the alternate universe. They could not be back now, not at this time.
Back at the World Tournament, the next round was beginning. You Dont See Me Cena had been undefeated thus far, but across the stage was a formidable foe, the ghost of Macho Man Randy Savage. There was an otherworldly blue glimmer in Macho Man's eyes, but for the rest of his sculpted body, it appeared as if the man himself had raised from the dead. "I'm going to snap into you like a slim jim, Cena!" Macho Man yelled fervently. Cena gulped, as the diarrhea escaped from his anus. As the fight started, BOOM!, the lights when out. When they came back on, A diarrhea-drenched Cena is shocked at who he sees. "No, not him.. not him!" For the man he saw managing Macho Man was none other than Don Mattrick, who hoped to restore dignity to the Xbox brand. Clouds soon enveloped the once sunny sky above them.
The LED screen emits a dim light in the back of a Limousine as it parks in 1600 Pennsylvania Ave . In it a young new member of the presidential cabinet astonished as a corporate suit and a 80's wresting star dispose of the current Real American, John Cena. Then a Flash of light covers him, someone has opened the door. "hard to believe isn't it", says the POTUS. "I do not understated, sir. They are de.., they are not supposed here, are they?" "Yes, these two individuals are technically dead. " Replies Obama. This is why I asked for you is such a hurry. I need you to help me find The Vice President. He's the only one who can help us now". "Why? How do you know, sir?" Replies the secretary.
"Because he is the only man alive who has been where these individuals came from..." The young politicians looks disconcerted at the head of state waiting for him to finis his sentence. "... The reverse universe". "Or chaos universe, as you may have hard of it before".
"How do we find Biden though!?" remarked the young, tightly butted politician. "That's the tricky part, he needs to find us." replied Obama. "Bait?" "If I know Biden half as well as I think I do, I know exactly what will get him from coming out of the shadows. It wont be clean though, lives will be lost" "We cant risk Amer-" "Damnit, kid! The Chaos Emeralds are on the line! If Kim gets so much as 3 of those, he might be able to expand North Korea's influence on half of all of Asia!" "Half of all of Asia? But wouldn't that include-?"
"Russia? Yes, not since WW2 has this enemy of an enemy been a friend, but desperate times call for desperate measures. He's a loose canon, but we need him for this one."
The scent of vodka and manly BO engulfed the air around them, a shirtless figure riding a grizzly bear approached. "You Americans, you are so funny"
