Post by Charlie on Feb 9, 2013 5:11:39 GMT -5
Pen looked from side to side. There was no doubt that he loved Terry with all of his heart. He loved him not only for his looks, or his sense of humour, or personality. He loved him just because he knew that they were soulmates. As much of soulmates as Tryina and Lucas. Perhaps even more so. Something was missing though. Something that Terry Craig could never do for him due to his apparent lack of thumbs. He couldn’t ask anyone you’d normally suspect, BSam was too drunk, with Bee there was weird sexual tension, Lemona was a main character in my last WSW-fic, and everyone else was kinda prudish or something... no wait, they were on a cruise. Yeah, the majority of 667ers were on a cruise around the internet. Anyhow, there was just one person he could ask to fulfil the role. Pen looked ahead into the alley, which to him looked like an abyss just waiting to swallow him up. He entered, making sure nobody behind him could see. The alley was part of RRoleplaying, a board which had long since been deserted. At the end he saw the figure he was looking for. Anka standing by herself and looking nervous.
“Hello Anka”
“Oh, hi Pen”
“Are you sure your want to do this”
“I don’t really know”
“Let’s go then”
They entered a doorway set into the wall, and found themselves in a small room. In front of them was a gaming console plugged into a large television monitor. After three hours of playing Sonic the Hedgehog in multiplayer Anka had to go, and she gave Pen a goodbye kiss. I’m not really sure where this story was originally going. I don’t even know if it’ll work in the circumstances, being a WSW-fic. There’s no real ship here, unless you’d like to consider “Multiplayer Sonic the Hedgehog” a euphemism, which it’s not. Anyhow, I’ll end this story soonish. Tryina and Lucas stumbled in on Anka and Pen saying goodbye, whilst heading towards their usual make out spot.
“ ;D ,” said Lucas
“ ;D ,” said Tryina
Then a whole host of people entered, including BSam, Lemona, Violet Marie, Bryan’s corpse, etc. This was due to the cruise having just gotten back, and you know. Stuff. This is a terrible fic. Sorry guys. The lack of plotline is appalling. Can we just pretend that this fic is meant as a joke? K, thanks. Pen looked deep into Anka’s eyes.
“Next time, I get to be Sonic” he said, with a sob
“No, to me you’ll always be Tails” she replied, her face dour.
They embraced, crying, before they were torn apart by their respective E-partners. Everyone dispersed throughout RRoleplaying temporarily reviving it, but it didn’t quite eventuate, dying again almost instantaneously. THE VERY END
“Hello Anka”
“Oh, hi Pen”
“Are you sure your want to do this”
“I don’t really know”
“Let’s go then”
They entered a doorway set into the wall, and found themselves in a small room. In front of them was a gaming console plugged into a large television monitor. After three hours of playing Sonic the Hedgehog in multiplayer Anka had to go, and she gave Pen a goodbye kiss. I’m not really sure where this story was originally going. I don’t even know if it’ll work in the circumstances, being a WSW-fic. There’s no real ship here, unless you’d like to consider “Multiplayer Sonic the Hedgehog” a euphemism, which it’s not. Anyhow, I’ll end this story soonish. Tryina and Lucas stumbled in on Anka and Pen saying goodbye, whilst heading towards their usual make out spot.
“ ;D ,” said Lucas
“ ;D ,” said Tryina
Then a whole host of people entered, including BSam, Lemona, Violet Marie, Bryan’s corpse, etc. This was due to the cruise having just gotten back, and you know. Stuff. This is a terrible fic. Sorry guys. The lack of plotline is appalling. Can we just pretend that this fic is meant as a joke? K, thanks. Pen looked deep into Anka’s eyes.
“Next time, I get to be Sonic” he said, with a sob
“No, to me you’ll always be Tails” she replied, her face dour.
They embraced, crying, before they were torn apart by their respective E-partners. Everyone dispersed throughout RRoleplaying temporarily reviving it, but it didn’t quite eventuate, dying again almost instantaneously. THE VERY END