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kookastar
Honorable
Legendary Hero
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posted February 06, 2007 01:16 PM |
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A HC adventure
Continue the story with at least one sentence - preferably a paragrapgh 
A HC adventure
"Holy Ram's testicle on the wall Pandora!" Kooka shouted with a goofy look on her face. "We need to form a posse to retrieve the grail."
Pandora tried to look like she was interested enough - she was a mod and she had to encourage the noobs... no matter how annoying and perptually predictable their blah was. "ok..."
"Stand still and I'll gather some weaponry, and some food, and some warm clothes, and some music, and some cocktails, and bubblebath, and a mule to carry all this stuff..." Kooka turned and ran, looking over her shoulder she called, "Use your powers to lure some VWers to our cause."
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uhuh
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pandora
Honorable
Legendary Hero
The Chosen One
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posted February 06, 2007 07:54 PM |
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Edited by pandora at 19:54, 06 Feb 2007.
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"Awww, but Kooooooookie.... " I whined back "I just got up from my nap, can we just have a little quick adventure - does it have to be an epic Grail Quest? Really?"
My protests were a waste of time and energy, Kookie had that look in her eye again, so I knew I was done for. I sighed deeply, got up and stretched and looked around.
It was quiet.
A little bit too quiet.
Kookie was right, I would probably have to go check the Wastelands for help... but it was soooooo far. Luckily an idea popped into my head. I opened up my bag of shinies (remembering of course not to look directly at them). I rummaged around until I found a really big one and I threw it up in the sky over my head. Soon, someone would come to claim it, they can never resist.
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
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Geny
Responsible
Undefeatable Hero
What if Elvin was female?
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posted February 06, 2007 09:27 PM |
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"That shine... could it be?... At last!.... I have found you!!....
.... MY PRECIOUSSSS!!!"
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DON'T BE A NOOB, JOIN A.D.V.E.N.T.U.R.E.
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Guitarguy
Responsible
Supreme Hero
Rockoon.
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posted February 07, 2007 04:57 AM |
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It was around late noon when I left the FNBS (Effin-Boyscout) Recording Studio and started walking down Tavern Avenue towards Spammer Street. Drat, I thought to myself. I must've missed the Spam Shuttle to VW twenty minutes ago! I'd spent too much time doing takes for my "Spam Angels Theme" back in the studio. So I let out a slow sigh and dragged myself down the path.
It wasn't long, however, before I encountered a most curious sight. There before me on the sidewalk lay a huge rectangular crate propped up on one end by a metal bar with a string attached. The string was tied around a small shiny object: a red star! The little treasure sparkled from beneath the shade of the huge leaning crate.
I gazed in amazement at the spectacle in front of me. It was an exact replica of those corny box traps from those Warner Bros cartoons; only my size and with a star replacing the carrot. The thought of somebody actually falling for the old "shiny-red-star-beneath-the-crate" trap was hilarious to me. I was far too self-respecting and wise to succumb to such a scam! I was not going to be stupid enough to fall for that red star.
*five minutes later, inside the crate*
I can't believe I was stupid enough to fall for that red star. It was totally dark inside the fallen crate, and my spirits had already sunk when I discovered that the red star was a cheap imitation model. All I could do was lie there on my stomach until somebody came around to let me out. Sigh.
-Guitarguy
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pandora
Honorable
Legendary Hero
The Chosen One
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posted March 08, 2007 08:42 PM |
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Edited by pandora at 20:44, 08 Mar 2007.
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I stepped closer to the large crate on the ground, wondering what on earth it was... My first thought was that guitarguy had gotten himself caught in one of those EffinBoyscout traps again.. but I quickly dismissed the idea. After all, he'd been caught at least a dozen times, surely he would have learned his lesson by now. Then i heard it, the muffled humming of "Electrolite"
"No way!" I exclaimed, laughing to myself as I lifted the crate.
Guitarguy turned about a million shades of red, as he stammered an embarrased thank you... I was laughing too hard to reply.
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
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Spectrum
Famous Hero
Plan B
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posted March 08, 2007 09:34 PM |
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Edited by Spectrum at 22:06, 08 Mar 2007.
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Having watched the incident from around the corner, I turned around and started walking away. Sooner or later the Mods and their followers would find me and my fellow spammers down Spammer Street. It was such a stupid idea to create a HQ of spammers HC-wide right on the street called "Spammer Street". I looked around and made sure I wasn't being followed. I then opened a wide wooden door and entered. It was cold inside. "Who is it? If it's a moderator, this is definetely NOT the spammer HQ. Now sod off.", someone shouted. I sighed and went further inside.
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Aculias is like the male nipple of HC, TNT being the other one -Baklava
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pomo
Famous Hero
The lone peasant
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posted March 09, 2007 02:55 AM |
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Little did the eager... or even the not so eager.. participants in this quest realise that the grail was already beyond their reach. The flickering light of a solitary candle, guttering in the cold wind, barely illuminates my hand. I run my fingers over the weathered parchment stretched out on the table and revel in the anticipation of impending revenge. When my evil comrades and I have the grail, we shall rule...
No more shall Trogdor make light of my massive facial deformity in VW!!!!
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Trogdor
Legendary Hero
Words in a custom title
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posted March 09, 2007 03:55 AM |
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But Pomo was wrong. Dead wrong.
Pomo's deformity grew ever more tragic, like it's a giant zit on his head. What were we to do?
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"Through the power of the dollar you can communicate with the dead." - Artu
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Spectrum
Famous Hero
Plan B
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posted March 11, 2007 11:59 AM |
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Meanwhile in an old wooden house down Spammer Steet, I entered the large living room. By the big window stood a figure of a man in a black cloak. "You know, Spectrum, I've been waiting for this." He turned around and faced me. "There's something I need to tell you." "Well?" I asked, not really wanting to know what he was about to say. The man looked as if he was trying to remember something for a while and then said: "I am your father" I was counfused. I'd never seen this man before in my life and there were only two things I knew about him for sure. One, he was the leader of the HC SPAM-organisation. And two, he was most definetely NOT my father. My real father had fell in the same trap that GuitarGuy did and died of thirst inside the crate. "What?" I said, not knowing what else there to say. "Nothing, I've just always wanted to say that, in a real dramatical way. What do you think? Was I dramatical enough?" "Yeah, I guess..." I answered. "Good, now let's get to work. I have an evil plan. It's called "A HC conspiracy" After he told me his plan, a loud alarm sounded. Damn, I thought to myself, Pandora and Kookastar have found us.
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Aculias is like the male nipple of HC, TNT being the other one -Baklava
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Guitarguy
Responsible
Supreme Hero
Rockoon.
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posted November 05, 2007 04:16 PM |
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I stood breathless on the sidewalk, trying to adjust my eyes to the sunlight. I lost track of time while I lay in the darkness of the crate, and I'm sure my brief period of minimal oxygen did a number on my brain cell count. I hate it when that happens. I've been known to mutter unintelligible boyscout phrases and R.E.M. lyrics while feeling misty, and Pandora's trailing laughter could only confirm that I both looked and sounded the fool.
Dusting myself off, I decided to make my way towards the Tavern. It was a number of blocks away, so I had plenty of time to reflect on this latest episode of being the butt of such zany Canadian humor.
-Guitarguy
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