GUYSGUYSGUYS
- Locked due to inactivity on Nov 7, '21 3:54am
Thread Topic: GUYSGUYSGUYS
-
Peaceful Mecilania
A Short Story
Aurelia Gracendoors looked at the magical sword in her hands and felt sad.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her homely surroundings. She had always loved peaceful Mecilania with its curly, clumsy cottages. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel sad.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Dakarai Runhold. Dakarai was a caring villain with charming legs and cruel nose.
Aurelia gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a sweet, loving, monlupa drinker with skinny legs and manipulative nose. Her friends saw her as a worried, wandering warrior. Once, she had even helped a square little girl recover from a flying accident.
But not even a sweet person who had once helped a square little girl recover from a flying accident, was prepared for what Dakarai had in store today.
The snow flurried like yelling dragon, making Aurelia happy.
As Aurelia stepped outside and Dakarai came closer, she could see the soft glint in his eye.
Dakarai glared with all the wrath of 9667 loyal happy horse. He said, in hushed tones, "I hate you and I want he wants to kill Aurelia."
Aurelia looked back, even more happy and still fingering the magical sword. "Dakarai, loving you is a losing game," she replied.
They looked at each other with heartbroken feelings, like two obnoxious, ordinary octopus crying at a very bold ball, which had pop music playing in the background and two timid uncles wondering to the beat.
Aurelia studied Dakarai's charming legs and cruel nose. Eventually, she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Aurelia in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't hate you Dakarai."
Dakarai looked bittersweet, his emotions raw like a better, brave book.
Aurelia could actually hear Dakarai's emotions shatter into 2919 pieces. Then the caring villain hurried away into the distance.
Not even a drink of monlupa would calm Aurelia's nerves tonight.
THE END -
It got a few details about my story right. Aurelia DOES have a magical sword and she DOES love monlupa
But Jesus christ
THE TALK ABOUT NOSES -
www.plot-generator.org.uk/story/
Here's the story generator -
*
-
Aurelia's so happy that he wants to kill her. XD
-
TWO TIMID UNCLES
TWO
TIMID
UNCLES
*w h e e z e* -
WAIT
I WONDER IF IT CAN MAKE A YANDERE ONE
GIMME A SEC LMAO -
Loving Renna James
A Short Story
Renna James looked at the solid knife in her hands and felt Grumpy.
She walked over to the window and reflected on her Lovely surroundings. She had always hated Romantic London with its obedient, obnoxious oceans. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel Grumpy.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Yuni Hoodie. Yuni was a malicious yandere with blonde hands and brunette face.
Renna gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a loving, stingy, tea drinker with scary hands and skinny face. Her friends saw her as a clean, concerned citizen. Once, she had even made a cup of tea for a burnt disabled person.
But not even a loving person who had once made a cup of tea for a burnt disabled person, was prepared for what Yuni had in store today.
The rain hammered like fighting koalas, making Renna Hateful.
As Renna stepped outside and Yuni came closer, she could see the difficult glint in his eye.
"I am here because I want love," Yuni bellowed, in a considerate tone. He slammed his fist against Renna's chest, with the force of 8824 rats. "I frigging love you, Renna James."
Renna looked back, even more Hateful and still fingering the solid knife. "Yuni, I'll never love you. Please, just stay away from me," she replied.
They looked at each other with Happy feelings, like two kaleidoscopic, keen kittens stabbing at a very proud funeral, which had classical music playing in the background and two ruthless uncles crying to the beat.
Renna regarded Yuni's blonde hands and brunette face. She held out her hand. "Let's not fight," she whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered Yuni.
"Please?" begged Renna with puppy dog eyes.
Yuni looked In-love, his body blushing like a fine, famous flowers.
Then Yuni came inside for a nice cup of tea.
THE END -
WHAT
WHAT THE f--- IS THIS MONSTROSITY 💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀 -
WHAT IS IT WITH THOSE TWO UNCLES
-
HOW IN THE HELL IS A CUP OF TEA GONNA HELP A BURNT DISABLED PERSON
-
Like: "Oh, sorry to hear you got burnt in a fire, ma'am. Maybe some tea will help?"
-
I WANNA TRY ANOTHER
-
Two Callous Uncles Singing to the Beat
A Short Story
Bailey Warnles was thinking about Ted Ottopo again. Ted was a funny monster with curvy legs and pointy eyelashes.
Bailey walked over to the window and reflected on her cosy surroundings. She had always loved creepy San Diego with its curly, curried cliffs. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel unstable.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a funny figure of Ted Ottopo.
Bailey gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a violent, helpful, squash drinker with handsome legs and moist eyelashes. Her friends saw her as a squidgy, striped simp. Once, she had even brought a diced injured bird back from the brink of death.
But not even a violent person who had once brought a diced injured bird back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Ted had in store today.
The moon shone like punching owls, making Bailey worried. Bailey grabbed a tiny gun that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.
As Bailey stepped outside and Ted came closer, she could see the fierce glint in his eye.
"Look Bailey," growled Ted, with a stupid glare that reminded Bailey of funny aardvarks. "I hate you and I want revenge. You owe me 9653 pounds."
Bailey looked back, even more worried and still fingering the tiny gun. "Ted, I love you," she replied.
They looked at each other with afraid feelings, like two pleasant, purring pigeons killing at a very lovable accident, which had jazz music playing in the background and two callous uncles singing to the beat.
Suddenly, Ted lunged forward and tried to punch Bailey in the face. Quickly, Bailey grabbed the tiny gun and brought it down on Ted's skull.
Ted's curvy legs trembled and his pointy eyelashes wobbled. He looked angry, his wallet raw like a faffdorking, frail food.
Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Ted Ottopo was dead.
Bailey Warnles went back inside and made herself a nice beaker of squash.
THE END -
TED NO
ALSO
BAILEY
WHO IN THE ACTUAL f--- DRINKS SQUASH-
This thread is locked, therefore no new posts can be made.
