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Surface of Me

I'm not an NPC. And neither are we.
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..
 
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.
 

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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.
 

Surface of Me

I'm not an NPC. And neither are we.
"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.
 

Surface of Me

I'm not an NPC. And neither are we.
"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.
 
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.
 
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.

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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 is astonished by what is shown in the screen. A corporate suit and a 80's wresting star dispose of the current Real American, John Cena.

Then a Flash of light covers her, 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 to be here, are they?"

"Yes, these two individuals are technically or professionally 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 politician looks disconcerted at the head of state waiting for him to finish his sentence.

"... The Chaos Universe"
 

Surface of Me

I'm not an NPC. And neither are we.
"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"
 
On a balcony overseeing the fight ring, out comes the President of the World Tournament: Daenerys Targaryen. In an effort to stop all this madness, she reveals that she and her dragons had the chaos emeralds all along, and that they would be rewarded to the victor of the World Tournament. This would be a tag-team tournament. Teddy Long would be proud. Two teams were already known: Macho Man with his manager Don Mattrick and You Don't See Me Cena with his Cenation. But who were the other two teams? Suddenly, two men are brought in on the backs of Dragons. Obama and Biden have arrived. But the last team.. is a team no one would even dare to mess with. The vodka scented man who rode the bear was none other than Vladimir Putin. "What? Do you plan to beat us all by yourself?" asks Mattrick. Putin chuckles. Suddenly, the bear stands up and reveals a zipper on its belly. Putin unzips it...and out comes Kim, stroking his cock. The teams were set. The matches were set. The Cenation would battle Team Obama, while The Macho Suits would battle Vodcock. Little did the world know that no matter who won..they'd lose.
 
FLASHBACK

Back in the Gardens of the White House, three secret service follow from a distance the president and Bladimir Putin. The two politicians speak in a lower voice, trying to avoid unnecessary ears, but each for a different reason.

"You expect me to believe in alternate realities?" Says the Russian.

"You see; whether or not you believe there is another world out there where I'm not the president, is not really the matter at hand now" Replied the POTUS. All I need for you is to help me with what I ask"

I don't understand why you need me help to find YOUR Vice president.

Obama looks at him like parents looks at a child when they lie. "Don't think of me to be that naive".

Putin gives in, he knows Obama knows about his affair with Joe Biden. And of course he does. "He ended that long ago, he made that very clear. Besides. I still don't understand. Is he not here in D.C?"

"Im afraid the man we have seen around here lately may not be who we think he is"

"Do you really think?..." Putin replied.

"Yes. That's why I need you to confirm this man is the same one you slept with four months ago. And there is only a way to do it"
 
FLASHBACK

Back in the Gardens of the White House, three secret service follow from a distance the president and Bladimir Putin. The two politicians speak in a lower voice, trying to avoid unnecessary ears, but each for a different reason.

"You expect me to believe in alternate realities?" Says the Russian.

"You see; whether or not you believe there is another world out there where I'm not the president, is not really the matter at hand now" Replied the POTUS. All I need for you is to help me with what I ask"

I don't understand why you need me help to find YOUR Vice president.

Obama looks at him like parents looks at a child when they lie. "Don't think of me to be that naive".

Putin gives in, he knows Obama knows about his affair with Joe Biden. And of course he does. "He ended that long ago, he made that very clear. Besides. I still don't understand. Is he not here in D.C?"

"Im afraid the man we have seen around here lately may not be who we think he is"

"Do you really think?..." Putin replied.

"Yes. That's why I need you to confirm this man is the same one you slept with four months ago. And there is only a way to do it"

Did you write this as a follow up of cmoj's post or was it meant to be before it?
 
I did a reading of the story as of my last post, apologies for the shitty laptop mic.

http://vocaroo.com/i/s1LruxBkOjz7


edit: i dont like the retcons cmoji has made

Nice reading lol, the story is coming along haha

Ya, I won't be adding things that don't make any sense to the story anymore, because it always derails it and it takes a while to come back to the plot.. So if I see someone add nonsense, I will not add. Like all that boner stuff for example lol... unless it actually makes some sense somehow.

It may be better if we limit ourselves to one sentence. I'm sorry for the bloated posts.

Sure, from now on maybe we can limit ourselves to a sentence or two short sentences at most..
 
I added Surface of Me's reading to the op so that anyone who wants to catch up on where the story is at can do so without reading if they wish.

The covers up to and including paragraph 11 ending with "you Americans, you are so funny"
 
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