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Post by Hermedy on Jan 31, 2013 22:38:53 GMT -5
Minisode Fancy was ducked behind a bush, hiding. She didn’t have any allies left, so her strategy was to stay hidden until the others mostly killed each other off. As she sat silently, she heard rustling around her. She knew it was time to stay completely silent, until whoever was around passed. Suddenly, her cell phone started ringing. She looked at the caller ID, groaned, then picked it up. “Tragedy,” she whispered angrily. “Stop calling me! I’m in the middle of a battle!” “Oh, hey Fancy,” said Tragedy, ignoring her. “I just called because I wanted to apologize about how our relationship ended. I was a real jerk. Can you forgive me?” “Can’t this wait until after the Dark Games,” snarled Fancy. “C’mon Fancy. We all know you’re not going to win. I have to do this now, or it will always weigh on me.” Tragedy grinned, even though it was over the phone. He loved emoticons that much. “Oh my God. Not everything is about you! I’ve been over you for so long. Get over yourself.” Fancy was screaming now, forgetting to hide for a split second. “WHEEEEEEEEEEE,” yelled Pandora, who ran past Fancy, chopping her head off with a sword. On the other side of the arena, Sixteen answered his cellphone. “George, I’m not actually the Prime Minister of Ireland. Stop calling me! Or at least wait until after the Dark Games.” Next Time - Exciting! Suspense! Twists! Fun! That was fun to read!
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Post by bryan on Jan 31, 2013 23:09:11 GMT -5
Minisode Fancy was ducked behind a bush, hiding. She didn’t have any allies left, so her strategy was to stay hidden until the others mostly killed each other off. As she sat silently, she heard rustling around her. She knew it was time to stay completely silent, until whoever was around passed. Suddenly, her cell phone started ringing. She looked at the caller ID, groaned, then picked it up. “Tragedy,” she whispered angrily. “Stop calling me! I’m in the middle of a battle!” “Oh, hey Fancy,” said Tragedy, ignoring her. “I just called because I wanted to apologize about how our relationship ended. I was a real jerk. Can you forgive me?” “Can’t this wait until after the Dark Games,” snarled Fancy. “C’mon Fancy. We all know you’re not going to win. I have to do this now, or it will always weigh on me.” Tragedy grinned, even though it was over the phone. He loved emoticons that much. “Oh my God. Not everything is about you! I’ve been over you for so long. Get over yourself.” Fancy was screaming now, forgetting to hide for a split second. “WHEEEEEEEEEEE,” yelled Pandora, who ran past Fancy, chopping her head off with a sword. On the other side of the arena, Sixteen answered his cellphone. “George, I’m not actually the Prime Minister of Ireland. Stop calling me! Or at least wait until after the Dark Games.” Next Time - Exciting! Suspense! Twists! Fun! That was fun to read! Nice comment!
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Post by Charles Vane on Feb 1, 2013 0:24:51 GMT -5
^same
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Post by Tryina Denouement on Feb 1, 2013 7:30:58 GMT -5
Minisode Fancy was ducked behind a bush, hiding. She didn’t have any allies left, so her strategy was to stay hidden until the others mostly killed each other off. As she sat silently, she heard rustling around her. She knew it was time to stay completely silent, until whoever was around passed. Suddenly, her cell phone started ringing. She looked at the caller ID, groaned, then picked it up. “Tragedy,” she whispered angrily. “Stop calling me! I’m in the middle of a battle!” “Oh, hey Fancy,” said Tragedy, ignoring her. “I just called because I wanted to apologize about how our relationship ended. I was a real jerk. Can you forgive me?” “Can’t this wait until after the Dark Games,” snarled Fancy. “C’mon Fancy. We all know you’re not going to win. I have to do this now, or it will always weigh on me.” Tragedy grinned, even though it was over the phone. He loved emoticons that much. “Oh my God. Not everything is about you! I’ve been over you for so long. Get over yourself.” Fancy was screaming now, forgetting to hide for a split second. “WHEEEEEEEEEEE,” yelled Pandora, who ran past Fancy, chopping her head off with a sword. On the other side of the arena, Sixteen answered his cellphone. “George, I’m not actually the Prime Minister of Ireland. Stop calling me! Or at least wait until after the Dark Games.” Next Time - Exciting! Suspense! Twists! Fun! Wow! One of the best pedo writings!
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Post by Hermes on Feb 1, 2013 10:02:11 GMT -5
Excellent episode as ever!
Tryina, why pedo? All the characters are adults as far as I can see.
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Post by penne on Feb 1, 2013 14:03:23 GMT -5
TRYINA IS COLETTE.
Btw, Bryan's chapter on Kill Will(is) where Colette wouldn't stop saying "I just think, maybe pedophilia" is one of the funniest things I've ever read.
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Post by B. on Feb 1, 2013 14:09:07 GMT -5
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Post by bryan on Feb 1, 2013 17:53:47 GMT -5
Minisode Fancy was ducked behind a bush, hiding. She didn’t have any allies left, so her strategy was to stay hidden until the others mostly killed each other off. As she sat silently, she heard rustling around her. She knew it was time to stay completely silent, until whoever was around passed. Suddenly, her cell phone started ringing. She looked at the caller ID, groaned, then picked it up. “Tragedy,” she whispered angrily. “Stop calling me! I’m in the middle of a battle!” “Oh, hey Fancy,” said Tragedy, ignoring her. “I just called because I wanted to apologize about how our relationship ended. I was a real jerk. Can you forgive me?” “Can’t this wait until after the Dark Games,” snarled Fancy. “C’mon Fancy. We all know you’re not going to win. I have to do this now, or it will always weigh on me.” Tragedy grinned, even though it was over the phone. He loved emoticons that much. “Oh my God. Not everything is about you! I’ve been over you for so long. Get over yourself.” Fancy was screaming now, forgetting to hide for a split second. “WHEEEEEEEEEEE,” yelled Pandora, who ran past Fancy, chopping her head off with a sword. On the other side of the arena, Sixteen answered his cellphone. “George, I’m not actually the Prime Minister of Ireland. Stop calling me! Or at least wait until after the Dark Games.” Next Time - Exciting! Suspense! Twists! Fun! Wow! One of the best pedo writings! I agree. Also thanks pen
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Post by Linda Rhaldeen on Feb 2, 2013 2:11:22 GMT -5
Whatever happened to Colette anyway?
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Post by Rellim on Feb 2, 2013 3:08:32 GMT -5
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Post by Tryina Denouement on Feb 2, 2013 3:30:31 GMT -5
Tryina, why pedo? All the characters are adults as far as I can see. THIS. "WHEEEEEEEEEEE,” yelled Pandora, who ran past Fancy, chopping her head off with a sword. ;D I LOLed
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Post by penne on Feb 2, 2013 11:53:34 GMT -5
Tryina, why pedo? All the characters are adults as far as I can see. THIS. What? Did you just agree with someone saying your comment didn't make sense?
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Post by Tryina Denouement on Feb 2, 2013 12:31:50 GMT -5
What? Did you just agree with someone saying your comment didn't make sense? No. I was refering to the WHEEEEE quote.
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Post by BSam on Feb 2, 2013 12:58:04 GMT -5
that still doesn't make sense
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Post by Hermes on Feb 2, 2013 13:45:55 GMT -5
I didn't say Tryina's comment didn't make sense. I just asked.
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